#babylowrites

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New BakuBaby

(Ughhh I love this anime. Any excuse to use my baby Kotaro I’m gonna take)

Dilf!Bakugou x poc!fem!reader

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You and Katsuki knew better than to let lil mama get comfortable, but that’s exactly what you did. 5 years of blissful marriage with your little girl (that wasn’t so little anymore) and you felt that now was a good time to start over and have another. Katsuki wasn’t opposed to the idea he was more worried about how your daughter would react. She had already gone 13 years being an only child and she was spoiled rotten. Neither of you had any idea how she would react.

But one late night, coming home 2 bottles of wine deep after a date, the protests of your teenager were the last of yours and Katsuki’s worries. Plus you just so conveniently stopped taking your birth control about a month ago, so the timing was perfect.

Katsuki must have had some Olympic swimmers even after all these years because it only took one try before you were missing your period and waking up with morning sickness. Your husband was surprised, nervous, excited, and ecstatic all rolled into one. He forgot what it was like to have a new born and he was so happy that he would be experiencing all the highs and lows of pregnancy with the love of his life.

You waited well after your first trimester to announce your pregnancy to people and the first on the list was the most nerve-wracking, your daughter. You and Katsuki sat her down on the couch together and presented her with a small Polaroid. It took her all of a second to realize what was going on.

“We’ll it took you long enough.” She chuckled. Katsuki’s nose and brows scrunched at his baby girl’s reaction. He was expecting a full blown meltdown but it seemed she was being mature? “It would have been nice for us to not have such a big age gap, I mean 13 years? I’m practically gonna raise the baby myself.” Well nice to know one thing hasn’t changed. She still had no type of filter.

“You’re happy, then?” You asked hope practically radiating from your skin.

“Yeah, of course I am! I pretty much figured it out a month ago, though.”

“Wha- you did?” Katsuki questioned.

“Duh. All the signs were there. Morning sickness, the glow, plus Mom’s boobs have gotten bigger.”

Yep, no filter.

All your friends and family were super excited and supportive about you being pregnant and your pregnancy wasn’t that bad. At least, your first trimester wasn’t that bad. You didn’t start getting big until you were six months in and that’s when pregnancy, with all of its cravings, aches and mood swings, hit you with full force.

Katsuki, of course was super protective over you. Basically waiting on you hand and foot throughout your third trimester. He’d give you massages on your back and swollen feet, hold your baby bump up for you, run your baths, make late night trips to the store and whatever fast food you were craving (even if he would act like it was a burden to him, he wanted to go out for you). He was perfect, albeit a little over protective, especially when his friends came to visit you.

“Stop crowding her, and leave my kid alone! They’re kicking cuz they want your hands off of his home.”

“Y/N, is he always like this?” Mina giggled.

“Yeah even with his mother. He’s such a helicopter parent, and husband.” You laughed rubbing your bump with care.

“No I am not!”

Katsuki was so cute. He was just happy to be experiencing everything with you since he wasn’t around the first time. Even with Hero work you and his family came first, always.

The day finally came to push that big headed baby out of your cooch and you don’t know who was more annoying in the delivery room. Katsuki who was freaking the fuck out the entire time, his mother who was yelling at him to calm down because he was getting you worked up, or your daughter who was giving you a full play by play of what the doctor was seeing down there as you pushed. If it weren’t for your own mother being there, holding your hand, to keep you sane you might have kicked them all out and birthed the baby alone.

Once your daughter announced that the head was coming out Katsuki went into dutiful husband mode holding your other hand and telling you to keep breathing. A few insults were hurled at Katsuki for putting you in this pain, but he knew you didn’t mean it and it would all be worth it in the end.

And finally your son was in your arms and the mixture of your cries with his were filling the room.

Soon you settled into your new life of sleepless nights and living only to serve your little parasite precious baby. Katsuki somewhat knew what he was doing. He got full custody of your daughter when she was four months so he knew the basic needs that was required for a new born. He just couldn’t comprehend how cute and tiny he was.

No amount of cuteness can make up for all the screaming this baby did, however. Katsuki wasn’t used to fussy babies. When your daughter was small she would have her tantrums and meltdowns, but it seemed your son just cried for no reason. He wouldn’t want to feed, he had a clean diaper, and if Katsuki rocked him he wouldn’t go to sleep. The only thing that would calm him down was his mommy. And his sister surprisingly.

“How come he shuts up when you hold him.” Katsuki would pout after handing the baby off to you to cuddle in bed.

“Because he’s a mommy’s boy. Plus I’m prettier than you.”

“This is my woman son. You can’t have her.” Katsuki would pinch the little chub on your son’s cheek, causing him to stop feeding to look up at him with the stankest face he could muster.

“Aww look Katsu~ Baby’s first mean mug.”

A/N: I am so in love with this blended family head cannon. I think I’ll make another part showing the dynamic between the kids because something about older girls having younger sibling that they treat like their own baby. Ughhh it’s too cute I can’t 😩 anyways I hope you enjoyed this continuation (also I should probably name the kids… I’ll think abt it. Suggestions welcome :))

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#babylowrites #bnha x black!reader #domestic dad bakugou #dilf bakugou #bnha #mha #mha x female reader #bnha bakugou #black writers #mha bakugo x reader #black girls #mha dad headcannons #mha fluff #mha headcanons

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Jealous Baby Bakugou

Head empty no thoughts just my manz Dilf!Bakugou tryna find love but his daughter is not having it

(Photo creds @/cammmy_chan on Twitter)

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For 7 years of his daughter’s life Katsuki had been happy just doing the dad thing. Sure it was hard being a single father on top of being a high-ranking pro-hero, but who would this man be if he didn’t take on challenges

But as his baby grew older and wasn’t so much of a baby anymore Bakugou’s friends pushed him more to start dating again (mainly because knowing all of the actresses and schedules of his daughters favorite shows was getting to be a bit sad) either way with a bit of coercion and confidence boosting Bakugou started to date again.

Now Bakugou should have known that bringing just any woman around his daughter was not a good idea, she was raised by him the girl has no fucking filter.

“Daddy she looks corny.” She would whine when Bakugou brought home a woman that he had saved while he was working. They had hit it off pretty well and the job had ended with her slipping her phone number into his pocket before leaving in an ambulance.

Anyways baby girl was not rocking with her. To her defense the girl was corny looking and she didn’t like kids, she was a clout chaser who wanted to be the only woman in Katauki’s life, so suffice it to say corny bitch #1 did not last long

After that incident Bakugou learned to bring women to the house only after at least three dates and knowing that they weren’t opposed to kids (he took finding love very serious and couldn’t get down with any lady that wasn’t down with his number one girl)

It took a few more failed attempts before he found you. You both had a total meet-cute moment in a park or something cliche like that and after a few coffe dates, a dinner, (and several sneaky links here and there) Katsuki was finally ready to introduce you to his daughter.

Off the bat the vibe was immediately better than the first go-round. “Daddy she has curly hair and skin like me! We look like we could be sisters.” You ofc thought the interaction was adorable, but that wasn’t the impression he wanted to give off. After explaining your relationship to the little girl it was all attitude and sass all the time.

You weren’t expecting her to warm up to you immediately, but you hadn’t expected her to be so territorial. The only alone time you and Bakugou could get was at your place, which he had gone to less and less because of work and after school activities. But your seldom moments of intimacy only brought you two closer and closer til one day you both realized you were in love with each other.

The day of reckoning was upon you and Katsuki as you told his daughter that you two were going to have some changes.

“Princess, Y/N is gonna be coming around more. And I know it’s going to be a big change, but we’re gonna take it slow and you can tell us if you’re not comfortable with anything.”

Baby girl took the news hard. Hysterics, tantrum and all. You couldn’t be mad though, it had just been her and her dad for so long. It could be hard to share. So when she calmed down you shooed Katsuki out of the room to have some girl talk.

“I don’t want you to take my daddy from me.” All the attitude was back and she sported the cutest lil pout.

“Oh honey. I would never try to take your daddy away from you. I know you love your daddy very much and I’ll never try to get in the way of you and your dad. I just want to know if it’s okay that I give him some love too. Between us girls he needs all he can get.”

“You love Daddy too?”

“Yeah I do. Very much.”

“Are you gonna be my new mommy then?”

There it was. You never imagined being a stepmom, but it just happened to be in the cards for you and Bakugou’s little family. “If you’ll let me be, I’d love to.”

She didn’t answer. Just gave you the biggest hug her little arms could muster. That was answer enough. As you embraced you saw Katsuki’s head peeking from around the corner smiling at you two. You beckoned him over back into the room.

“You’re such a helicopter parent Katsuki.”

“No I’m not.” He huffed and that caught the attention of his princess. She bounded into his arms eyes full of excitement and ideas about family life with you in it.

“Daddy, Y/N is gonna be my new mommy. Is she gonna be your wife? And can she do my hair like hers? You’re not good at braids and she is. And can I be in the wedding? I think we would look cute in the pictures. And me and y/n could match. And she can live here with us! As… as long as I don’t have to share my room.”

You and Katsuki were both laughing at this point. You don’t know how lucky you got to have found a great man, with a great daughter. You also didn’t know where you’d found an eight year old wedding planner, but you sure were grateful for the family that found you.

A/N: ahhhh I’m losing my fucking mind also in this au baby girl’s mother is not around at all. Maybe she died, maybe some other traumatic event ion know. But yeah lil mama doesn’t know her biological mother. Just thought I’d throw that out there

Kinda feeling like creating a continuation of this, but I’ll see how it’s received first

#domestic dad bakugou #babylowrites #bnha x black!reader #bnha #mha #mha x female reader #bnha bakugou #black writers #mha bakugo x reader #bakugo x oc #black girls #bakugou katsuki x black reader #mha x poc!reader #mha headcanons #mha imagines #mha dad headcannons #fatherhood #mha fluff #mha au

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MY HERO DAD-CANNONS

Summary: How my favorite boys would react to their child having a nightmare. Some single dad head cannons because my baby fever is back

Includes: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Takami Keigo

Warnings: none, fluff, aged up characters, references to GN parent titles

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Bakugou:

He was up and down the hall as quickly as the first wail left his daughter’s mouth. He was desperately hoping that the screams were not from a villain trying to kidnap her.

He was relieved for only a second as he saw her safely tucked into bed as he left her earlier that night, but the worry came back as he saw her broken out in a cold sweat.

Careful not to startle her awake Katsuki rubbed her forehead gingerly removing the sweat and bangs from its place matted on the top of her head.

“Kid. Wake up.” His tone soft. The one he reserved only for her.

“Daddy?” Her brows furrowed and her eyelashes fluttered open to see a stoic yet comforting face.

“You okay? I think you were having a nightmare. Scared the hell out of me.” He chuckled, still soothing her as her breathing slowed.

“M-me too. I was so scared Dad. The monsters were trying to get me.”

“What monsters?” Katsuki feared the worst. What if she had seen a villain and they knew she was his kid. That could mean she was being watched and in danger. He couldn’t let anything happen to her.

“From the movie dad. The one I watched when hanging out with the Midoriya’s.” Bakugou’s face scrunched and his daughter winced in fear of being in trouble for watching a PG-13 movie.

“What’d I tell you about watching scary movies with Deku’s kid. Now look at you all scared with nightmares.” Bakugou scolded, but his expression softened. He was just glad she was safe.

“I’m sorry Dad. I won’t watch scary movies anymore. I don’t want any monsters to get me.”

“It’s okay. I promise I won’t let any monsters get you. They have to go through me first, alright squirt.” She nodded and gave Bakugou a small smile, knowing she was safe and in the most capable hands of the #2 hero.

Bakugou smoothed her hair back and placed a kiss to her forehead. “Love you squirt. Sweet Dreams.”

“I love you too Dad.”

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Midoriya:

Izuku is no stranger to weird dreams, but he had never expected his One for All induced visions to transfer to his daughter as well.

He wouldn’t even know if she hadn’t been weeping by his bedside at one in the morning.

“D-daddy.” A small voice warbled out next to Midoriya. His eyes shot open not expecting to see a teary eyed five year old only a few inches away from his face.

“What’s wrong Bubby?” Izuku quickly sat up in bed and moved to the edge of the bed, scooping the crying child into his arms.

“I had a bad dream.” She whimpered as he wiped the tears from her eyes.

“Aww I’m sorry.” He hugged her tightly to his chest rocking slightly to soothe her. “Do you want to talk about it?”

She nodded slightly before starting. “I was so scared Daddy. You were there and somebody—a bad man—stole your quirk away from you. He was too strong. And nobody would help you. Not even All Might. And I was too little to help you, Daddy and I’m so sorry.” And just like that the tears were flowing from her tear ducts again.

Izuku shushed her and started back trying to soothe her again. “Don’t worry, I’m right here, okay? I’m not going anywhere.” He brought his daughter back to her bedroom and tucked her into her Princess themed bed. “Are you comfy?” She asked and she nodded.

Izuku gave her a kiss to her temple before getting up to move to a bookshelf on the far side of the room. “Would you like to hear a story?” She nodded and Izuku climbed into the side of the bed and wrapped his arm around her.

Midoriya read the story book to her that were more kiddie versions of some of All Might’s best missions (even in fatherhood he was a total fanboy).

His daughter was knocked before he was even halfway through the book, the tales of heroism and safety lulling her into a peaceful sleep. Although she was peaceful and very cute Izuku had realized his grave mistake far too late.

His daughter was the lightest sleeper he knew. It would be almost impossible to remove himself from the bed without waking her up.

He tried several times to stand from the bed without causing her to stir, but ultimately failed and gave in to the reality that he’d be spending the night on the edge of a twin bed.

It wasn’t the most comfortable thing in the world, but Izuku would give up anything for his little girl, even the comforts of his own bed, to make her feel safe.

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Kaminari:

It took a lot to get Denki up, which wasn’t always a good thing having such a young child to look after. He was finally awoken by the third kick to his ribs by a little foot in bed.

“Ouch, what the-?” Denki whipped the blanket down to reveal a small body in the fetal position hunched against his side.

“Wha- hey Little Man. What happened? Why aren’t you sleeping in your big kid bed?”

The small boy was unmoving, pretending to be asleep to prevent being bothered or moved from his comfortable position.

“I know you’re not sleep, Buddy. Tell me what’s wrong. Please?” Finally Denki’s son’s head poked up from his arm shields and showed off his pouty face.

“I don’t want to sleep in my big kid. It’s too dark and scary in there. I don’t want to have bad dreams.” The child’s eyes started to water.

Denki sighed. “Bud, I thought we agreed that when you turned four you’d stop sleeping in Papa’s bed and sleep by yourself.”

“I don’t want to anymore. I’m scared. It’s too dark and you are too far away.” He whined. Denki knew that he was the age where he needed to start being able to self-soothe and sleep by himself, but he couldn’t deny his son. He was a good kid, maybe with a bit of separation anxiety, but all around he was pretty easy.

Denki’s nanny would probably scold him for babying his son, but he didn’t care. It’s not like Denki liked sleeping alone anyway.

“Bud, you can’t sleep down in the covers like that. You’ll get way too hot.” A small smile spread over Denki’s lips as his son shuffled his way up onto Denki’s chest with his arms wrapped around his neck in a death grip.

Denki chuckled once the grip loosened and rubbed his son’s back as he slipped into sleep. “Can we try sleeping in your big kid bed tomorrow night?” Denki whispered.

“I’ll try Papa, but no promises.” Denki chuckled and closed his eyes in content.

“That’s okay Buddy. I love you.”

“Love you too, Papa.”

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Takami Keigo:

Keigo really hoped that an intruder wasn’t in the house right now. He knew it was irrational to think, but stranger things have happened, plus he was already worked up from the last patrol he went on last night where he fought a surprisingly difficult villain.

Stealthily Kei climbed out of bed and sent a feather flying into the kitchen where the noise was coming from to scope out the intruder.

When he heard a high pitched scream and low thud he was actually more relieved than worried.

He rushed from behind his bedroom door out to see his son sat on the ground in front of the open refrigerator.

“The hell are you doing up? It’s 2 AM!” Keigo whisper yelled to ensure he didn’t bother the neighbors.

“Sorry Dad. I was hungry.”

“What are you still hungry for? You basically ate a whole chicken by yourself for dinner. At this rate keeping up with your eating habits cost more than the rent.” Takami chided, but he couldn’t be too mad, his son was a growing boy and they needed their sustenance.

“I’m sorry Dad. I just woke up and wanted a snack that’s all.” That’s what he said, but the glossiness in his son’s eyes gave him away.

Keigo bent over to pick up the food that had fallen out of the fridge and grab a carton of ice cream out of the freezer along with two spoons. His son watched his father intently as he moved to the kitchen island to sit and patted the stool next to him.

“Come sit down and have your snack.” Keigo sighed. Reluctantly his son sat down beside him and grabbed a spoon scooping into the slightly freezer burnt cookies and cream.

“So tell me what’s really going on. You wouldn’t tear up just from me knocking you on your ass earlier.” His son’s eyes grew wide, surprised that his dad had noticed that small detail.

“There’s nothing wrong.”

“I know when you’re lying to me Kid. So just go ahead and tell me.” Kei said wrapping an arm around his son’s shoulders.

He took a deep breath before finally caving. “I... I had a dream about Baba. When they died.” Keigo’s usual cocky demeanor faded away and his eyes softened as he recalled the painful memory.

“Wow.” Keigo said as he cleared his throat. “That uh... hasn’t happened for a while. I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault Dad. I just wished... I don’t know. I just miss them a lot.” He began to tear up again. Keigo sighed. It has been almost seven years since his significant other died tragically from cancer. Their son was just a kid then. What Five year old can really comprehend that and grieve a parent properly. Since then Kei’s been doing his best as a single Dad, but maybe he should have talked about them more.

“I know you miss them Kid. I do too. I miss them everyday, but you remind me of them. You’ve got the same face and spirit they had, so it’s like a little piece of ‘em is always with us. They’re in you.” Keigo’s grip tightened around his son’s shoulder and he left a comforting rub up and down his forearm.

“I know sayin all this isn’t going to bring them back, but just know they’re always in your heart and they loved you very much.”

“Thanks Dad.”

“No problem Kid. Just finish your ice cream and get to bed. I don’t want you late for school in the morning.”

His son nodded. Keigo stood from the island and ruffled the hair of his son before depositing his dirty spoon in the sink. Before he made it all the way to his bedroom a voice rang out behind him.

“I love you Dad.”

Keigo smiled softly. “Love you too Kid.”

#babylowrites #bnha #mha #hawks x gender neutral reader #hawks x gn!reader #bnha hawks #mha hawks #hawks headcanons #dad hawks #dad headcannons #bnha bakugou #mha bakugo #bakugou headcanons #dad bakugou #bnha deku #mha deku #midoriya headcanons #dad Izuku #bnha fluff #mha fluff #my hero academia #my hero headcanons #bnha denki #mha kaminari #dad Kaminari #denki headcanons

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Admitting Your Crush

BNHA SMAU

Featuring: Bakugou, Togata, and Kirishima x Black!Reader

Warnings: fluff, slight language

A/N just some text posts of you admitting your feelings for the boys. Had to keep them relatively short bcuz of the ten image limit, but I think these are all rlly cute and I tried not to make them super basic and also try to keep them within the realm of possibility of what the character might say 😅 I’m rambling but I hope u enjoy

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Bakugou Katsuki:

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Togata Mirio:

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Kirishima Eijiro:

#babylowrites #bnha x black!reader #bnha #mha #mha x female reader #bnha bakugou #black writers #black girls #mha bakugo x reader #bakugou x black reader #mha mirio #mirio x black!reader #mirio x you #mirio x reader #mha kirishima #bnha kirishima #kirishima x black reader #kirishima eijirou #mha fluff #bnha headcanons #bnha fluff #mha smau #bnha smau

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Summer

OneShot

Pairing: SoMa

Fandom: Soul Eater

WordCount: 730+

Warnings: Language

A/N: this photo has inspired me to write this. I love Maka’s expression she’s so cute. Anyway this is something short while I’m in between all of my other works. I haven’t found the inspiration to finish much stuff so this is a way I’m combatting my writers block. Hope you like :)

Maka couldn’t stand July in Death City. She wished her and her partner had been somewhere else. On a mission maybe? The mountains were especially nice this time of year. The perfect atmosphere for catching up on some reading, which she was now finding to be agonizing. She couldn’t focus on the words on the page, only on the fact that it felt as if her flesh was melting off.

Soul couldn’t get done buying a new AC unit fast enough. As sweat beaded on her forehead and trickled down her face she became fed up. The only thing now that could help her beat this heat was a cold shower maybe.

Maka turned the faucet as far right as it would go. Water rushed from the shower head immediately hitting Maka with a cool mist. She sighed as her body was encumbered with relief. Quickly she shed her clothes and hopped in the shower enjoying the cool water flowing over her over heated skin.

She waited until standing under freezing water started to become unbearable before she exited her cooling chamber. It was just what she needed. No longer feeling the hot and stickiness of earlier she stepped out into the apartment. The air felt thick and humid. Almost neutralizing the cooling affects she had felt just minutes prior.

Once she was safely inside of her bedroom she deposited her dirty clothes into her hamper and finished drying off her body. She could already feel herself beginning to sweat again. She had to stay cool however she could. Opening up the windows wouldn’t help, it was just as hot outside as it was inside and it wasn’t a particularly windy day. Maka decided the most logical solution would be minimal clothing. Most of her summer clothes were dirty anyway, so she chose just panties and a small tank top. It was the closest thing to being naked without actually walking around her shared apartment in the nude. Though she still didn’t particularly want Soul to see her in this disheveled state.

She threw her hair up into a ponytail and walked out of her room to the kitchen. She stalked over to the fridge to find something cold to drink. She bent down and enjoyed the cool air that wafted from the fridge. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if she lingered here for just a moment. She closed her eyes and focused on the feeling of the cold air hitting her face. It was delightful. So delightful that she began to lose track of time of how long she had been sitting there. So delightful that she didn’t hear the keys turning in the lock until it was too late.

“Fuck are you doing Maka?” Soul was too close. She jumped and slammed the refrigerator closed.

“Soul! You’re back.” Soul just chuckled and reached a hand out to Maka. He lifted her from the floor and took in her appearance. It was unusual to see Maka parade around the house in her underwear, he wasn’t complaining, but he couldn’t help but to let a snort slip.

“Maka, I don’t care if you walk around naked, but don’t leave the refrigerator open. The electricity bill is already high enough.”

“I’m not naked!” Maka tried, but their eyes drifted, both looking at her current apparel. Maka’s cheeks burned and her eyes clenched shut from the embarrassment. “S-stop looking!”

“It’s hard not to.” Another smug grin pulled at Soul’s lips. Maka shoved him with all the gusto she could manage before running back into her bedroom.

A knock came to her door and her head whipped around quickly. “Go away, or I’ll kill you!” She groaned and climbed underneath her duvet.

“Do you want me to set up the A/C unit or not?” Suddenly Maka again became acutely aware of just how hot she was. Swallowing her pride she dragged her feet and cracked open the door.

“Make it quick.” She muttered and turned her back to him.

“No promises.” Soul couldn’t stop his gaze from glancing downwards to her pants, or lack there of. He’d never noticed before, but Maka had a pretty cute butt.

“I’m surprised you haven’t put on any pants yet. Not saying you have to, I don’t mind.” Maka’s whole face reddened and Soul swore he could see the smoke forming from her ears.

“Shut up Soul! It’s hot.”

#SoMa #soul eater imagines #soul eater #soul evans #maka albarn #domestic #teasing #flirting #soul x maka #babylowrites #black writers #soul eater x reader #imagines #anime imagines #anime #anime icons #fluff #fluff prompts #soul eater fluff

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Touchy

OneShot

Pairing: Bakugou x Black!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst w/ happy ending, non-con touching (slight), fluff, language

WordCount: 2.8k+

Summary: Bakugou likes his personal space and tends to blow up when it’s invaded. It’s not your fault that you’re touchy.

A/N: a random prompt popped into my head about how Bakugou would react to really touchy ppl, bc I have a rlly touchy best friend and sometimes a girl just needs her space lol. But ofc this is dramatized for that juicy plot 🤌🏾 enjoy ;)

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For as long as he’s known her Y/N had always been so touchy. It’s like she cannot fathom the idea of personal space. Until recently it hasn’t bothered him much because he’s usually never around her much to even allow her to touch him, but since she’s been befriended by basically all of Bakusquad, Bakugou can never avoid her and her wandering hands.

It was a free day, one that was seldom had by the infamous Class 1-A and Bakugou wanted to spend it alone. It was bad enough that he had to spend all his time with those extras his classmatese in class, but now living with them was an added irritation to his life. All Bakugou wanted was to spend his day in some peace and quiet away from the idiots he was forced to be around.

He was making himself some lunch after a nice morning workout. Luckily no one was in the common room, most had gone out either shopping, or spending time with their families. Bakugou was happy to skip out on the festivities if it meant he could cook without interruption. Or so he thought.

“Something smells great out here! Oh- Hi Katsuki!” Y/N’s overly cheerful voiced boomed in his ears bringing a slightly irritated furrow to his brow. Of course he’d have to deal with this one, he could never get off that easily. Bakugou didn’t answer the girl’s greeting, yet still she invited herself into the kitchen and his personal space.

“What are you cooking? It smells heavenly.” Y/N’s hands fell easily to his shoulder as she peered to see him frying rice over the stove.

“Could you move? I don’t want your germs all over my lunch.” Bakugou snorted, shaking her off of his shoulder aggressively.

“Sorry. It just smelled so good I had to see.” She chirped happily. For some reason Bakugou couldn’t make this it clear enough that he didn’t want to be bothered. And so she kept on with her annoyingly optimistic babbling. “Maybe you could show me how to make that? I’m shit at cooking, but I see you with Kiri and you’re a good teacher. I’m sure you could get someone even as hopeless as me to be a five-star chef in no time.”

“If you want some of my food, it’s not gonna happen. There’s a fridge right there.” Bakugou huffed.

“Didn’t you hear me? I said I wanted you to teach me. You know what they say; teach a man to fish and all that.” She laughed off. Y/N didn’t want Bakugou to feel like she was trying to leech off him or anything, she really did have an interest in cooking and, quite frankly, Katsuki was the best cook she knew.

“I only teach my friend’s how to do things.” Bakugou was point-blank. Y/N tried not to let it affect her, after all she knew how Bakugou could get. He wasn’t always friendly, but she knew he meant well... usually.

Laughing off the clear insult, Y/N persisted. “Oh, C’mon. We’re friends aren’t we Katsuki?” She had grabbed his arm again, this time trapping him in a hug that he stiffened under. Bakugou scowled down at her, making Y/N cower away and retract her arms from his body. She watched hesitantly as Bakugou finished cooking and began to plate his meal. After she let him go he seemed to calm back down, which was hopefully a good sign.

Y/N scooted herself onto the island and watched Bakugou finish up dressing his plate. He felt her eyes burning holes into him, he wished she wasn’t so nosy, but apparently that was too much to ask.

“Why aren’t you with the other’s today? Shouldn’t you be shopping or some shit?”

“Oh-” Y/N was surprised by his sudden interest. Honestly she hadn’t expected him to speak to her anymore. “Well I was supposed to go, but I slept in. I stayed up too late on my phone and by the time I woke up Mina was texting me that everyone was waiting, so I sent them without me. I didn’t want to hold everyone up.”

Bakugou hummed as he finished washing out his frying pan. “Should’ve woken up early. Next time I’ll personally wake you up so I don’t have to deal with you.” And with that Bakugou took his lunch and started towards his dorm. Y/N sat there frozen at his words.

Ouch.

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The peace and quiet came and went in the blink of an eye and suddenly Kirishima was pulling Bakugou out of his dorm room and to the common room for a much needed hang out sesh. Well, much needed for everyone except Bakugou. He protested, but ultimately folded under Kirishima’s influence.

In the common area sat Sero, Ochako, Mina, Todoroki, and Deku on and around one couch and on the other sat only Kaminari, Tsu, and Y/N. Taking the only open spots Kirishima pushed Bakugou down on the couch squishing him between himself and Y/N. Of course he’d get seated next to her.

“So what’d you guys pick to watch?” Kirishima asked. And Sero replied explaining the convoluted story title to some B-rate horror film that Bakugou would rather drop dead than watch. He noticed Y/N tensed up beside him. Maybe she’d be struck with fear the whole movie and he wouldn’t have to deal with any of her touching.

But he was dead wrong. The touching was almost constant. Whether it be from her bumping him when she jumped at a cheap jump-scare, to when she would hide her face in the space between the couch and his forearm. It was non-stop. Bakugou had tried to leave, but Kirishima kept him in his place, no matter how much he protested Kirishima insisted Bakugou be social at least a few times out of the week. (The hold that Kiri has on him.)

Finally the movie had ended and Bakugou was more than ready to retreat back to his dorm.

“Wow that was so scary.” Mina whimpered. A debate broke out amongst the crowd about how the scares were not realistic enough, or that some parts were too scary or not scary at all. Denki piped up over the crowd with a definitive conclusion.

“Wether the movie was good or not doesn’t matter, but we did find out that Y/N is a total wimp.” Kaminari laughed and the room joined in with the teasing.

“Yeah.” Tsu added. “It seemed every few minutes Y/N was jumping into Bakugou’s arms out of fear.” The giggles came once more and Deku perked up.

“Really Kaachan?” Bakugou just grunted, folded his arms, and sunk down into the couch cushions. Maybe if he pretended he wasn’t there they’d stop talking to him.

“Yeah. I guess I am pretty wimpy.” Y/N chuckled. “But Katsuki, my white night, protected me from the scary monsters.” She mused, figuring that if she couldn’t beat the teasing, might as well make a joke out of it. She accentuated her dramatic recount by wrapping her arms around Bakugou’s head and pulling him close to rest his ear right in her cleavage.

Bakugou’s face burned red at the touch. Unfortunately he wasn’t good at hiding his flustered state and Tape-Face noticed.

“You good over there Kacchan?” Sero snickered, “you’re looking a little red.”

That was the last straw. Everyone was laughing again. If there was one thing Bakugou Katsuki hated more than unsolicited touching it was being embarrassed. That was the last straw that broke the camel’s back and, as he tended to do, he exploded.

Bakugou pushed Y/N off of him aggressively, the impact causing her to shoulder check Kaminari and a hush fell over the room. “Y/N get the fuck off of me? God, why do you have to be so damn touchy all the time?” He yelled and stormed out of the common space back to the safety of his dorm. After a night like this he’d certainly have to cool off by himself. Katsuki was just thankful to be out of there.

Bakugou sighed at the feeling of his head hitting the pillow on his bed. It was cool just how he liked. If he wasn’t still in his clothes he might’ve just fallen asleep right there. After a few minutes once the ache in his head dulled he finally checked his phone that had been constantly buzzing for the past minute. It wasn’t a surprise that it was Kiri blowing him up as he was one of the only contacts that wasn’t constantly muted.

Several messages from Kirishima popped up condemning Bakugou’s behavior and saying he went “too far.”. Katsuki scoffed, if anything Y/N had gone to far with the touching all day and that was his last straw. Why should he feel bad because of something she did? Bakugou threw his phone back down without responding and flopped back onto his bed. Before he could get any adequate rest the door was swung open revealing Kirishima with Dunce-face trailing behind.

“Bakugou!” Kiri scolded.

“Stop barging into my room!” Bakugou yelled back as he threw a pillow in the general direction of his friends.

“Bakugou we need to talk.” Kiri sighed. He and Denki stood posted up on the side of his bed like two no-nonsense bouncers. Bakugou sighed knowing he wasn’t getting out of this conversation. He could easily take them both on in a fight, but Aizawa’d have his head for breaking more school property.

“The hell do you want now? I did my time for the day.” He groaned.

“I think you should apologize to Y/N.” Kirishima spoke with all the authority of a parent to their toddler, as if Bakugou was just throwing a usual tantrum.

“The hell should I apologize for?” He scoffed.

“For hitting her into me for one.” Kaminari held his shoulder as if it still ached.

“Dude,” Kirishima started, “you went too far. I get you want your personal space and that’s fine, but what you pulled out there was uncalled for.”

“The fuck did you expect me to do? You know how I am, and you know how she is. Sitting us like that was bound to cause an issue. Seems like this is hardly my fault.”

“You sound like a little kid, bro. Look I get it, she can be a little much at times, but she means well. All she wants is for you to give her the time of day. Make her feel welcome you know?” Kirishima’s eyes were pleading. Bakugou knew that look and it did what it was intended to do. With a sigh, Bakugo sat to the edge of his bed, head in hands, now more open to Kiri’s suggestion.

“I don’t see how that’s my responsibility, though.”

“Nobody is saying it is, but it wouldn’t kill you to show her a bit of kindness.” Bakugou only offered a groan in response. “Fine be that way. But you have to live with the fact that she’s in her dorm room crying because of you.”

Bakugou froze. He desperately wanted to not care about the effect he had on others, but deep down he did care about others. Sure Y/N could be annoying, but he wasn’t trying to make her cry. Even so, she was making him feel uncomfortable so why should he care.

“Fine. Whatever. It’s her problem if she’s that fucking sensitive.” Bakugou folded his arms over his chest in defiance. Kirishima and Kaminari couldn’t say they were shocked at his response, but both sported disappointed faces. They shrugged and left the room. What else could they say to persuade him, his mind was clearly made up.

But it wasn’t. He tried to be unphased. To not allow the image of Y/N teary eyed make him feel guilty, but his conscience was too loud in his head. He groaned loudly pulling his pillow over his head in defiance. He couldn’t believe he was about to do this.

He dragged his feet the whole way to Y/N’s dorm. He always dreaded apologizing, but he got tired of always feeling like the villain. He wanted to be a hero and part of the job was acting like one, even though admitting his own mistakes was more humiliating than the night’s earlier events.

As he approached Y/N’s door he knocked quietly. After almost a minute of waiting and contemplating going back to his floor he finally swallowed his pride and called out: “Y/N... I know you’re in there dumbass. I need to talk to you.” His tone never once lost its feigned gruffness.

The lock clicked and Y/N’s heavy door pushed open softly. Her head poked out slightly. Bakugou couldn’t tell she had been crying from her appearance. It looked like any other night. She sported a black poofy bonnet and her skin was dewy from just being washed. But that expression... she just looked so sad; defeated.

“Here to yell at me again?” She finally spoke when she tired of Bakugou just staring at her.

“No. I should apologize for the situation. I didn’t handle it appropriately. I’m sorry for that.” Bakugou sighed. Pragmatic as always, but it got the point across. His conscience would be cleared now that they could move on.

“That’s all?” Y/N quirked an eyebrow. The attitude was foreign and unwelcome, Katsuki didn’t really know how to react. It was a complete 180 from her usual demeanor.

“I- uh, yea...? I apologized so, we good?”

“No. I don’t accept your apology.” Y/N shrugged.

“What? I- Why the fuck not?” Bakugou needed to calm down, he hoped his nails digging into his palms would be enough to keep his cool, but Y/N was unwavering. She wouldn’t budge and her stubborn wall wouldn’t falter.

“Look, I don’t know what Kirishima said to you to get you to come down here and talk to me, I don’t even care if you came here on your own fruition, that weak ass apology was for yourself. You didn’t mean a word you said even after you put your damn hands on me Bakugou.”

The way she said his name was venomous. She sounded like she hated him. She sounded like him.

“I get that you like your space, but that’s all you had to say. You didn’t need to get violent with me. That’s not how I do problem solving, got it?”

Bakugou should have let it go there. He wanted to be the hero and the bigger person. But he couldn’t, not if she knew. “So, if you fucking knew I didn’t like all that touchy feely shit then you should have dropped it in the first place. I’ve never gave u any indication that we were even cool.”

“I don’t know because that’s just who I am? All I’ve wanted since I joined this school was to be your friend Bakugou. I know that I need to be better with respecting other people’s boundaries and I admit that I took it to far tonight, but I was never doing it to make you uncomfortable or hate me. I just wanted you to accept me, but I don’t even want that from you anymore... you hurt me.”

Bakugou’s hard facade was shattered. In front of him stood a girl who had been nothing but nice to him from the first day they met, tearing up. Vulnerable and shaking at the betrayal from someone she looked up to. What type of hero, no, what type of person was he to fault her for being herself when he valued that about himself above all else.

“Y/N I-”

“You can save it Bakugou. It’s clear how you feel about me. So from now on I won’t try to be friends with you anymore. It’s fine.” She turned almost able to escape back into the solitude of her dorm, but a foot in her doorframe kept her from safe seclusion.

Before either of them knew what was happening Bakugou was grabbing her tightly and wrapping his arms around her shoulders. Y/N tensed but relaxed when she felt soft hair brush against her neck.

“Bakugou.” Y/N strained. She didn’t know if the tears threatening to spill,or the feeling of warmth enveloping her back choked her up more.

“I was being an ass. It never should’ve got to that point. I don’t want you to look at me like that, somebody who only has bad touches. So I hope it’s okay that I’m hugging you.” He grumbled out, but it was like his voice was amplified in her head. Emotion warming her way through her body.

“It’s okay. This is a good touch.” She tapped his arm and Bakugou let go hesitantly. When Y/N met his eyes again the intensity in their gazes had passed and they both looked exhausted. A small smile cracked across Y/N’s lips. “You give good hugs for an emotionally constipated idiot.”

“Say that shit again and I’ll blow up your dorm.” Bakugou huffed but their was no ferocity behind his words. “Sorry again for pushing you, and being a dick head in front of everyone.”

Bakugou was so bashful at times, it was cute. Y/N’s smirk grew wide as she placed a hand gingerly on Bakugou’s forearm. “Sorry again for being so damn touchy.”

#babylowrites #bnha x black!reader #bnha #mha #mha x female reader #bnha bakugou #black writers #mha bakugo x reader #bhna fluff #mha fluff #fluff #comfort and hurt #bnha comfort #mha fanfic #mha headcanons #mha oneshot #bakugou katsuki x black reader #bakugou katsuki x reader

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Quiet S/O Headcannons

Parings: Kaminari x reader, Mina x Reader, Kirishima x reader, Bakugo x reader

A/N: there are a lot of misconceptions about quiet people. Not all quiet people are shy, they just choose their words carefully. Not everyone can handle the smoke 🤷🏾‍♀️ as always the reader is Black but anyone can read. Enjoy ;)

𝐾𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑖 𝐷𝑒𝑛𝑘𝑖~

You seem like total opposites. You were quiet and rarely ever joined in on any of the class antics and Denki was the one usually starting the antics.

Your classmates wouldn’t have shipped you guys together in a million years, but you both made it work.

Quite simply, Denki made you laugh like no one else could. He said what was on his mind whenever he wanted and was 100% candid. You were too, but preferred to keep your thoughts to yourself.

When getting to know you, Denki found out your sense of humor was more dry and it perfectly complimented his outlandish attitude.

Y’all could not pair up for an assignment, or training because as soon as someone would do something even remotely funny or get hit, you’d start talking shit under your breath and of course Denki would hear you, take your joke and run with it.

You two are always giggling about random shit. You have countless inside jokes that once you bring up will have this man snickering for a good ten minutes. It doesn’t help that he’s always adding to the jokes, by pointing to your classmates or making faces at them.

“Y/N and Denki your behavior right now is completely inappropriate.” Iida is always yelling at you to stop joking around, but him laughing just makes it funnier and Kaminari always ends up apologizing for the both of you.

Do you stop? Ofc not.

𝐴𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑎~

You definite thought Mina was a lot when you first met her. Bubbly personalities weren’t really your thing.

You really hit it off after your first practice mission together.

You were out looking for villains when you almost got crushed by some falling rubble. Mina was able to save you with her quirk just just in time.

She begged you to start asking for help when you needed it because she didn’t want anything bad to happen to you.

After that mission you guys came up with a lot of physical signals to indicate a multitude of feelings and cues.

You two literally have signs for everything. A light hip bump means you’re ready to go home. A graze on the elbow means you need assistance. And a circle on your palm meant ‘I love you’

Just because you weren’t a big talker in public didn’t mean you two didn’t have your intimate moments in private.

You and Mina talked about your futures a lot. Mina was super into fashion and you wanted to be a writer. You two talked about your passions and how to reach your goals. Mina is super supportive and pushes you to do things you thought were never possible.

𝐾𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑎 𝐸𝑖𝑗𝑖𝑟𝑜~

You didn’t talk more so to spare people’s feelings than anything else. You were pretty hot headed, anything but shy, but that’s what people first assumed about you because you weren’t trying to make enemies everywhere you went.

Kirishima was the first boy in your class to talk to you. Mainly because he had a crush on you, but also because a lot of the others cast you out for being so stand off-ish.

Kiri was also the first person you really laid into. At first his constant pestering was kind of annoying, and one day it just set you off.

Kirishima wasn’t deterred by your straightforwardness it just made him like you more. You were straight up and said what you wanted despite the consequences. He accepted you for who you were and that’s what attracted you.

All of your other classmates, however, were not as accepting to your explosive tendencies. (I mean they already have to deal with Bakugou) So if Kirishima can tell you’re getting ticked off he’ll diffuse the situation by talking for you and getting the other person out of your line of fire.

It was obvious that you and Bakugou would feud eventually. You ate him up and called him out on his bullshit on more than one occasion. That was Kirishima’s best friend, but he was thinking it too.

“Boy you’re not better than anybody in here. How you wanna be a pro-hero, the number one hero, but failed your lisensing exam. You let Mineta get his provisional license before you. What does that say about you, sir?”

“I don’t know why you had to bring me into it.” 😭 -Mineta

𝐵𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑔𝑜𝑢 𝐾𝑎𝑡𝑠𝑢𝑘𝑖~

Another polar opposite pairing. You were super sweet and soft spoken. You were the Yin to his Yang. The much needed calm to the hurricane of a personality he has.

The one thing that always calmed him was when you whispered in his ear. No matter what he was angry about if you whispered for him to calm down or promise to cuddle and make him feel better later he would instantly mellow out.

Of course Bakugou was super over protective of you. He sticks up for you whenever people comment about how quiet you are.

“Why don’t you mind your fucking business?”

“Calm down Katsuki, it’s ok.”

#babylowrites #bnha x black!reader #bnha #mha #bnha bakugou #mha bakugo x reader #mha x female reader #kirishima x reader #mina ashido #bnha kaminari x reader #mha headcanons #black girls #black writers #mha imagines #mha x black reader

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Prompt: how you guys cuddle (Boys edition)

Soul:

❥ He likes to be as close as possible at all times. If you’re in his arms then he can protect you from anything.

❥ He is a switch, but mainly likes to be the big spoon.

❥ Sometimes he just want that comfort from you and wants to be held.

❥ If he has a nightmare he’ll hug you tighter throughout the night.

❥ His grip is super strong on you and he gets grumpy when you try to get up or roll over.

❥ “Soul, I have to pee.”

❥ “No.”

❥ “What do you mean ‘No’? I gotta go the bathroom!”

❥ *grip intensifies*

❥ He loves to sleep in the crook of your neck and give you kisses as you fall asleep.

❥ You guys cuddle all the time. Watching tv, making breakfast, taking naps, eating. You’re always up on each other in some form.

BlackStar:

❥ You guys cuddle a lot but it’s more of a mess.

❥ You’re both wild sleepers and get hot easily, so one position a night doesn’t really work out.

❥ Star prefers to be on your chest. (He likes the boobies ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

❥ His grip is almost unbearably tight around your waist, but it loosens as he falls asleep.

❥ Throughout the night you both toss and turn and end up on opposite sides of the bed but you’re usually still touching in some capacity.

❥ Your favorite way to cuddle from a distance is to have your toes touching, or to shove your feet underneath his back. (You sleep sideways sometimes)

❥ BlackStar is usually the one to initiate cuddling even though he doesn’t want to look like a softy.

❥ “Y/N, come here.” *pats the bed aggressively*

Kid:

❥ You cuddle - S Y M M E T R I C A L L Y -

❥ Kid prefers to cuddle face to face in a hug.

❥ Two words: Forehead Kisses.

❥ The cuddling you do may seem stiff and uncomfortable, but you actually loved it.

❥ Kid always kept it cool in the house so you both could bundle up in the covers and use each other’s body heat to stay warm through the night.

❥ You’re both smothered in a giant heap of blankets and pillows.

❥ “You think we have enough pillows, love?”

❥ “This seems to be an adequate amount.”

#soul eater #soul evans #death the kid #black star #soul eater x reader #soul eater imagines #imagines #black reader #maka x soul #soma #babylowrites

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Bakusquad GC pt2

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A/N: this trend is so dead but I couldn’t help myself 😭 Bakugo would definitely just murder a trend by saying some outta pocket shit 💀 I present to u my humor

#babylowrites #bnha x black!reader #bnha #mha #bnha bakugou #mha bakugo x reader #mha x female reader #bakugo x oc #black girls #bnha group chat #mha x black reader #mha headcanons #bnha imagines #tiktok #trends #mha jiro kyoka #bnha kaminari #kirishima x reader #kiripima #sero x reader #sero hanta #ashido x y/n

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Heyy🐢 May I have a second part too the BHNA characters with babies?? Can one of the characters be Iida?

Only if you're comfortable and if requests are open🤗

Remember to drink water and eat well🥰

Yes ofc! Thanks for being so kind I just drank some water because u said that my love and I loved this hc so much that I’m granting your wish. Without further ado I present to you:

Baby’d Pt.2 (BNHA)

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Iida:

Iida had always been the smart, responsible, sensible guy so it’d only make sense that his kids would be the same.

How he produced two Tasmanian devils was beyond his comprehension

Tenya had strong genes, but it seemed yours were even stronger as both your daughter and son favored you more in looks and in personality.

He wasn’t complaining though. He loved the fact that your kids looked like you, but maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if they took on more or his demeanor and mannerisms.

Your first born daughter was usually the ring leader and orchestrator of the daily shenanigans in the Iida household. From causing a ruckus during bath time to bringing in stray animals and getting dirt and grime all over the house, if that girl could get into some trouble she’d find a way to do it

It didn’t help that the girl’s quirk almost perfectly mirrored her father’s. You and Tenya were quite literally chasing the child up and down the walls. There should be no reason for a 5 year old to achieve a Max speed of 50 kph.

The addition of your son only made the household more chaotic as the kids grew more and more imaginative.

On more than one occasion Tenya has woken up out of his sleep to find the kids doing things no one should be doing in the late hours of the night.

“What are you two doing? It’s 1 am. You know we don’t eat after 8PM.”

“Nee-Chan wanted to make you and mommy breakfast in bed!”

“Breakfast isn’t for another 6 hours! Also cake pops are not nutritious breakfast items!”

“But mommy said their her favorite. We just wanted to make her something special.”

And then there it was. The one thing no father could resist the big doe eyes that pleaded innocence even though his daughter was a little rascal.

“You both need to help me clean this up right now! But in the morning we can finish making mommy the cake pops as a desert for after breakfast. Alright?”

“Yes Daddy!” The kids chimed then got to work cleaning up their mess.

As Iida tucked the kids into bed he smiled to himself. They sure were a handful, but he wouldn’t trade his rugrats for anything in the world.

I hope this was good and you liked it. I honestly think Iida would be a great dad and giving him a bit of a challenge as far as his kids’ personalities makes this hc so much cuter. I hope you enjoyed 😊

#babylowrites #bnha x black!reader #bnha #mha #mha x female reader #bnha iida #iida tenya #tenya iida x reader #tenya lida #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons

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Hawks BFFs to Lovers

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Pairing: Hawks x black!reader

A/N: this man is so fucking charming. I’ve known abt Keigo for the longest but I literally watched this man in two fucking episodes and fell in love with him 🥲 might fuck around and read the manga ion know. Anyways enjoy this hc

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You knew all about the Number 2 hero, you lived in his home town after all, and knew he was a pretty nonchalant guy. He gained publicity, popularity, and power pretty quickly so you always thought he was kind of arrogant.

That was until he walked into your bar one late night and started shamelessly flirting with you.

“Hey Doll. Get me anything. Just make it strong.”

You can tell he’s tired, but still manages to make heart eyes at you and send you some of his signature charm.

“Are you even old enough to be in here?”

“You old enough to work here, Doll? You don’t look much older than me.”

Hawks had you beat. He was 22 and you were 21. He wouldn’t let you live that down. That you were a “baby” compared to him and you were barely old enough to be in a bar let alone work in one.

Your playful banter turned to light flirting. Mostly flirting from Hawks and your witty quips shutting him down, but that only makes him like you more.

That and the fact you were probably the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen. You wore your hair naturally and your coils ended around your shoulders. Your (e/c) eyes sparkled under the low light. And the large glasses you wore only complimented your features.

The one thing he absolutely loved was how you always kept your lips glossy. They were irresistible. He didn’t even hide the way his eyes would flick to them in casual conversation. This man was such a flirt, all you could do was laugh.

“See ya around, Doll.”

“You know where I work.”

Hawks started to come to the bar more often and pretty much learned your whole schedule.

After about a month of seeing each other a few times a week at the bar Hawks happens to see you on your walk home from University one day.

“I didn’t know you were a student too. You’re just amazing aren’t you, Doll?”

“Not as amazing as being one of the youngest pro-heros ever.”

“Yeah I guess you’re not as cool as me.”

Hawks walks you to your apartment to make sure you get home safely and also to know where you live... just in case. (Wink wink, nudge nudge)

Hawks stops coming into the bar and you don’t want to admit that you miss him, but he was your best customer and the only person to have an intelligent conversation with you.

You hadn’t seen Hawks in about a month until one late night you heard a banging on your living room window. Hawks was bloodied and looked like he was about to keel over. Quickly you open the window and drag him into your living room.

His wings were missing over 50% of their feathers and he had bruises and cuts all over his face and torso.

“Hawks? What happened to you? And how did you know what apartment I lived in?”

Hawks feigned a weak smirk. “Lucky guess.”

You had to clean and dress Hawks’ wounds and you let him crash on your couch. You tried to convince him to go back home, but he was super tired from his fight and then his flight and before you could really protest he was passed out in your living room.

The next morning you two ended up hanging out for the whole day kind of on accident. You made him breakfast (because you wouldn’t send him on his way on an empty stomach) changed his bandages and made sure he wouldn’t bleed out from your place to the hospital.

It just so happened that you had errands to run and it “just so happened” that he was heading in the same direction, so you both walked to do what you needed to do (groceries, stop at the University, your job etc.) after all that you had to go with Hawks to the hospital. He was clearly hurting but still went with you to do all of the boring shit you had to do that day. Accompanying him to make sure he doesn’t die is the least you could do.

By the time you both got done with everything you needed to do that day it was already pretty late in the evening. Hawks being the man he was insisted on walking you back home and to thank you for letting him crash on your couch and make sure he didn’t die.

“No worries. And next time you’re on the brink of death, take the front door.”

“No promises, Doll.”

“Y/N.”

“Keigo.”

Needless to say you started seeing more of each other. Keigo would show up to your place almost every day. Sometimes to hang out, but mostly to come check on you after he’d done his nightly patrols. He always “somehow” ends up on your side of town.

You appreciated having someone to check in on you because other than having a few friends at Uni, you were pretty much a loner, but Keigo ended up changing that.

Keigo wouldn’t admit it, but until he met you he was pretty lonely too. He was so busy living the fast life that he didn’t have time for intimate relationships. You were the exception though. You never threw yourself at him, or took him too seriously, y’all were just genuinely good friends. He could tell you didn’t pity him or want to get with him for money, you both just needed each other.

There was one day where Keigo didn’t fly up to your bedroom window to check on you, but actually knocked on your door with snacks and booze.

Keigo didn’t let on that he was feeling like shit that day at all, he just made up an excuse that he wanted to come see you because it was his “day off”. You guys ate, drank, and watched everything from comedy shows to horror movies in one night.

Neither of you could deny the sexual tension that there was between you and him. You were both drunk and when you got drunk you got touchy. Even though you both probably wanted more, you didn’t take it farther than light cuddling and soft touches to fingers, knees, and thighs.

Keigo distanced himself a little bit from you after that. He was feeling things, and he didn’t do... feelings.

There was about two or so weeks until Keigo came to your window to check on you again. He found you crying and vulnerable clearly needing a friend, a shoulder to cry on. To think he had been avoiding you when you were hurting.

Without hesitating Keigo climbed in to your house through the window and comforted you the best way he could. You didn’t talk, he just rubbed your shoulder while you rested your head on his. You stayed like that all night, just enjoying each other’s company. No words passed between you, but you both knew exactly how the other was feeling.

Somehow throughout the night you both ended up cuddling on the bed and you were awoken first by the rays of light streaming through the window. You didn’t jump or stir, just gazed at the sleeping man beside you, enjoying the warmth he gave off.

When Keigo started to stir you closed your eyes to feign innocence and act like you weren’t just staring at him. And to your surprise after a few moments of light snoring and the feeling of eyes burning into you, you felt a pair of soft lips right on your forehead.

Pure shock is what made you stop your act. You looked up at Keigo who was staring down at you with a smirk plastered on his face.

“I knew you weren’t sleeping.”

After that seldom words were passed between you. You “cooked” a small breakfast (if you count putting waffles in the toaster cooking) and you two ate in almost silence. You couldn’t take your mind off the kiss. Sure Keigo was hot and undeniably charming, but you didn’t know if you were really into him like that.

On his way out the door Keigo asked you one last time of you were going to be okay. You assured him, but still looked unsettled. He could tell it was about the kiss.

“Keigo wait... about the kiss.”

“Don’t worry about it. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. Try to just forget it even happened.”

You could have listened to him. You should have listened to him, but you needed to know for sure.

“W-wait...”

You grabbed his arm to keep him from flying through your window. He cocked an eyebrow at you and using all the confidence you could muster and asked

“Kiss me again?”

#babylowrites #bnha x black!reader #bnha #mha #mha x female reader #black girls #wing hero hawks #hawks x reader #boku no hero academia hawks #hawks x you #hawks headcanons #hawks hcs #keigo takami #bnha takami #takami keigo #takami keigo x reader #mha takami keigo #hawks x black!reader #mha imagines #bhna fluff #mha headcanons

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Sleepwalker

OneShot

Pairing: Soul x Maka

Fandom: Soul Eater

Warnings: fluff, nightmares, nudity, language

WordCount: 1.4K+

Summary: Soul has been having unexplainable nightmares as of late and finds that the only way to soothe them are from thinking about Maka. One night his subconscious takes things a little too far and he some how winds up waking up in Maka’s bed.

A/N: I love platonic SoMa almost as much as I love them romantically, but just them caring for each other is so fucking cute in any sense. So enjoy this cute fluffy stuff cuz I’m in that kind of mood

Darkness encompassed everything for miles. Shadows ran amuck against the walls that dripped black blood. Soul looked down at his legs. They were stuck in place. No way of getting out of the tar like substance his lower body was trapped in. This couldn’t be the end it just couldn’t.

Suddenly a voice eerily familiar echoed off of every building in the darkened city and rattled through his brain. “Don’t fight it anymore Soul. You’re not allowed to have nice things and you know that. Why don’t we get rid of that little Meister of yours so you can remember what your destiny is.” Soul searched everywhere for the source of the voice, but it was disembodied. There was no one out here for miles.

That is until Maka emerged about 50 feet in front of him almost drowning in sticky black ooze. Soul’s breath caught in his throat. How could she be here? She wasn’t apart of this.

“Soul!” The blood curdling yell struck a nerve jolting Soul into action. There was no way this was how it would end. There was no way he could lose everything like this. Using all the might he could muster he began to move his legs. He was moving at a snail’s pace even though he was sprinting with everything he had in him. His feet stuck to the ground with each step and pulled him back to the darkness from which he once came. He wouldn’t go back, couldn’t go back. Not until she was safe.

“Soul! Help Me!” She sounded like she was drowning and crying. So was he. Tears streamed down his face as the end looked closer. He wouldn’t make it in time. She was sinking and he was too fucking slow. No this couldn’t be it, he could go faster.

Soul tried, and pushed, and screamed. It was down to the wire. She was sinking fast and there wasn’t much left he could do to save her. There was only a few feet left, but he couldn’t make it. The blood was already seeping from her mouth and her tear ducts before he even reached her.

“MAKA! NO!”

“S-soul... please Soul... Soul!”

His eyes jolted open as he took in the new scenery. It was familiar in a comforting way. The floors and walls covered in books and plants only bringing warmth to the man still coming off a terrifying high. He breathing stilled as a hand was brought up to his chest, that hand belonging to the owner of the room.

“Soul?” She spoke softly not trying to provoke the fragile giant in her bed.

“Maka...” Soul’s cognitive skills were finally coming back to him as he realized this was not where he had fallen asleep. Somehow in the time it took for him to pass out in his bedroom and have that nightmare he had ended up... in his meister’s bedroom. “How...?”

Maka shook her head and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. “I’m just as surprised as you apparently, but...” Maka shied away. She had awoken to Soul quivering by her side. She didn’t know how long he had been there, but... there were tears.

Soul sat up fully and dropped his head into his hands. Why now of all times? Right before a big mission. It didn’t make sense. He hadn’t slept-walked since he was a child and now all of a sudden he starts up and climbs into his best friend’s bed.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I haven’t... done this, in a long time.”

“You didn’t scare me. I’m just worried about you.” Her palm moved from his chest to his cheek, doing anything she could to be comforting. Soul sighed, he felt like a baby and how could he not. He was basically crawling into “mommy’s” bed after a bad dream. He was fucking crying. His disdain for himself replaced all the fearful and vulnerable emotions from before.

“Soul. What was it about?” Maka questioned hesitantly.

“Nothing. Just had me scared a little.” He brushed off, but Maka wasn’t buying it.

“Nothing? Really? You crawled into my bed at 3AM.”

“Well if you wanted me to leave you could’ve just said that.”

“That’s not what I’m saying.” Maka outstretched her arm to make him stay, but not before realizing the actual elephant in the room. “S-Soul you’re... naked.” Maka pulled away quickly and covered her eyes.

If Soul wasn’t embarrassed before he certainly was now. His cheeks burned red hot and he grabbed the closest thing he could find to cover himself. Wrapping Maka’s towel around his waist he sat himself on the edge of the bed and prepared for the scolding that was sure to ensue.

“Are you decent?”

“Y-yeah.” He sighed. Maka opened her eyes to see him facing away from her with his head held in his hands.

“That’s my towel.” She chuckled.

“I’ll wash it.”

Maka laughed at the hint of annoyance in his voice, but quickly regained her worry for the boy. He wouldn’t sleep walk into her room, or cry if that dream was just “a little bit scary”.

“Seriously Soul, what’s wrong? You can tell me anything, you know?”

Soul sat pouting for a minute more before giving in. He barely had any dignity left anyway.

“The dreams. They’re about you.” He sighed. He couldn’t look at her, wouldn’t dare try to gauge her reaction now. She probably thought he was pathetic. “I keep seein you, all surrounded in black blood and drowning. And I can never save you. I’m never fast enough. I usually wake up around the time that you die. And for my own conscience I come and... check on you.”

Maka stayed silent allowing Soul the space to say what he needed. She didn’t know how to feel. Dream analysis usually says that if someone close to you dies in a dream that could mean good fortune, or the start of something new, but she doubted Soul’s dreams were anything less than literal.

“I know it’s stupid, but I always check. To make sure you’re still okay. And I guess... I don’t know. They say old habits die hard, hence the sleepwalking and I’m sorry. You’re just the only thing that can ease my mind when I get like this.”

No words were passed between the duo, just Maka’s arms coming to rest around Soul’s shoulders and her head lodged in the crook of his neck. “I’m right here.”

Soul felt like it was the first time he could breathe that night. Finally he felt that comfort he had been looking for. He moved a hand back to pat Maka’s head as a ‘thank you’. “Thanks Maka. I needed that.”

Maka released soul from his captivity within her embrace. Reluctantly he stood and started for the door. “I’ll get you a new towel.” He chuckled awkwardly.

“You’re leaving?” It was the first time he was able to catch her gaze since the admission. He studied her face. Those bright green eyes luring him towards her.

“W-well, I figured I might as well try to get another hour of sleep in while I can.”

“What if the nightmares come back?”

“Are you asking me to stay?”

“Only if that’s what you want.” That’s exactly what he wanted. To have Maka right beside him assuring them both that they would be okay. Soul smirked at Maka before turning to leave her bedroom without another word.

Maka sighed and flopped down onto her back. Soul was so stupid sometimes. He wasn’t the only one who worried. She worried about him being safe all the time. If only he would let himself be vulnerable sometimes, at least around her.

Approaching footsteps brought Maka out from her thoughts. Soul appeared in the doorway again, now with shorts on. He closed the door behind himself and slunk in next to Maka on the bed. He sighed to himself before meeting her gaze with a small content smile on his face.

“Thanks for worrying about me.” He smiled.

“You’re not the only one who worries, Soul. I just wanna be here for you okay?” She let a delicate finger trace along his jawline in reassurance. He nodded and sighed at the comforting touch.

“We should get some sleep.” He suggested. Maka agreed, but she still had one last thought lingering at the back of her mind.

“Yeah we should. But Soul...”

“Hm?”

“You sleep naked?” Maka couldn’t even try to contain her giggles as Soul groaned in annoyance. He turned so that his back was facing her to hide the embarrassment prevalent on his cheeks.

“Shut up. I get hot at night!”

#babylowrites #soma #soul eater fluff #soul x maka #black writers #soul evans #soul eater soul #soul eater maka #soul eater imagines

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*gasp*

OneShot

Pairing: Hawks x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, mild degradation, bdsm, hand fetish, edging, CHOKING!, language

WordCount: 1.4K

Summary: Keigo never thought his gf was the kinky type that is until he catches her one day reading erotica and she asks to try some of the things she’s learned

A/N: I can’t explain this one yall... I’ve been zoning out and thinking about someone’s hand around my neck all day ✋🏾😊 so I present to u my self serving fantasy. Enjoy ;) (Also mans looked so good in this S5E2 and so did my baby Mirko ughhh so seggsy) ALSO also thanks so much for 100 followers I fsw y’all heavy ❤️

Y/N’s breath quickened and became more heavy with each turn of her thumb. This wasn’t exactly the romance novel she had expected, but she definitely was not deterred by the content found within.

Reading this novel that she had stumbled upon by chance led to the reveal of a whole new world of kink and BDSM that Y/N never thought she’d like. But as she read more and more about the female protagonists cheirophilia and incessant need to have her throat wrapped by her man’s palm, Y/N was nothing less than aroused.

Intrigue and hormones took over and page by page flew by without Y/N really noticing. She certainly didn’t notice when her boyfriend entered her apartment after his patrol. She was too wrapped in the fantasy that she was now creating in her head.

“Y/N?” Keigo popped his head into Y/N’s bedroom and found her spralled out on top of her comforter. She looked cozy. Hair still damp from the shower, wearing one of his T-shirts and shorts that showed off her ass. It was a nice sight to see right after a stressful day of work.

Keigo snapped Y/N from her concentration as she slammed the covers of the book together and sat up pin straight in bed. An intense burning stung her cheeks and she avoided his gaze. Hawks quirked an eyebrow at his girlfriend. Why was she so surprised?

“What were you just reading, Babe?” He neared Y/N reaching his hand toward the book in Y/N’s hands, which she quickly pulled away.

“Keigo stop. It’s embarrassing.” Y/N whined, yet still, he persisted.

“What? Were you reading something dirty?” He teased. Y/N stayed quiet, although her fidgety hands and quivering lip totally gave her away. “Oh, you were.” Keigo smirked. Quickly, he snatched the book from your grasp and read the title. Erotic Gasp. Sounds explicit.

“Don’t make fun of me. It... was an accident?”

“You don’t sound too sure of that answer.”

“Shut up.” Y/N chucked a pillow at Keigo and shoved her body underneath the duvet.

“Aww Y/N don’t be embarrassed. I think it’s cute you read stuff like this. Certainly not my cup of tea, but you know you can learn a bunch of kinky shit from stuff like this. Bonus points if it’s a good read, eh?”

Y/N emerged from the covers feeling a sudden boldness. It was true she had learned a lot from the book and discovered some kinks and fetishes she found interesting. “Could we try some of them? F-from the book?”

Keigo had a moment of shock, but it was quickly replaced by a smirk and intrigue. He didn’t take Y/N for the super kinky type, but he could admit that there were some things that he wanted to try with her too. He just hadn’t brought them up before because she liked to keep things... vanilla. That is until today.

Keigo hummed thinking for a moment before he pulled her closer to him by her exposed thighs. “Yeah? You wanna try some stuff? Like what?”

It wasn’t long before Y/N let her desire take over and attached her lips to Kaigo’s for a passion filled make-out. Keigo brought Y/N to lie on her back as he hovered over her groping and rubbing all of the exposed skin he could get his hands on.

There had been too much clothing on the both of them for Y/N’s liking. She reached up to remove Keigo’s shirt and then removed her own as well. Keigo took this opportunities to give her breasts some attention after all they were his favorite. Y/N let out gasping sighs as his tongue swirled around her sensitive nipples.

“You like that baby? What do you want me to do to you?” Keigo’s breath was hot against her neck as he spoke in between kisses.

“Please... touch me.”

He obliged and trailed his hands down to her clothed heat. He chuckled as he found her shorts practically soaked in her arousal.

“Did that book turn you on that much Baby? You’re so wet for me already.” He slid the shorts down past her ankles and discarded them onto the floor. He thumbed her clit before inserting two fingers into her drenched pussy that was already gushing from just his fingers.

“Mmmm Keigo... let me taste myself.” Y/N ordered. He brought his fingers up to her mouth and slid them inside. She sucked the arousal clean off his fingers and took extra care to linger her tongue on his finger tips.

“Fuck. That’s so hot, Baby girl.” Keigo moves back to her pussy this time getting a taste for himself, swirling his tongue in and out of her needy pussy and around her hardened bud. Y/N felt herself getting pushed to her climax as her legs began to shake. She called out her boyfriend’s name, but to her dismay he didn’t continue eating her out.

“Baby~” Y/N whined, “why’d you stop?”

“I can’t let you come yet baby. I haven’t had my fun yet.” Keigo pulled his straining dick from his boxers and lined himself up with y/N’s slick entrance. Before he gave into both their needs he leaned down to kiss Y/N.

He pushed in slightly, only allowing the tip to penetrate her. Y/N let out a sharp exhale and allowed herself to adjust to his size. “Baby are you gonna be good for me? Are you gonna be a good little fuck doll for me?”

Y/N nodded furiously. “Yes. Yes. Ahhhh~ please, Keigo. I need you.” He obliged and pushed all the way into Y/N, almost immediately quickening his pace which led her to her first orgasm.

“Fuck~ Keigo!”

“Tell me what you want me to do to you, Baby.”

“Please choke me Kei.” He just smirked. Y/N was a kinky little slut all along, turns out she just needed something to bring out that side of her. Keigo kept his pace steady as he put his right hand around her throat and trapped her wrists above her head in his left.

Y/N was a panting mess. She struggled to release moans as her throat was barely able make sound with Keigo’s strong, calloused hand gripping her throat. Her muffled moans and the feeling of pressure on her throat was all the more erotic, it was enough to push her to her second orgasm.

“F-faster Kei, I’m gonna cum.” She whimpered. Keigo was enjoying this just as much as she was and wasn’t for it to end just yet. To her dismay Keigo pulled out. Quickly he got Y/N onto her knees with her ass up in the air. Keigo searched the floor for Y/N’s discarded panties and used them to tie her wrists together behind her back. He lined himself up with her again and pushed into her awaiting pussy.

She was screaming for him, begging for Keigo to make her cum. Keigo wrapped his fingers just underneath her chin and titled her head back so he could look in her eyes as he fucked her senseless.

“Harder.” Y/N whined. Keigo pounded into her relentlessly and tugged her hands harder so that Y/N’s back was pressed against his chest. Y/N and Keigo were both groaning and moaning with every thrust, only turning each other on more as they both neared their climaxes. Keigo shoved her head down into the comforter and used his last wind to pump into her faster than before. Only slowing once he blew his load into her awaiting pussy.

Y/N couldn’t help the way her legs shook and her upper body gave out when she came for the second time that night. By the time Keigo finally freed her hands and removed his hand from around her neck, Y/N was an overstimulated mess. All she wanted to do now was whisk off into a blissful sleep.

“Baby... don’t fall asleep on me.” Keigo whined and placed kisses on her shoulder to wake her up.

“Kei...” Y/N spoke weakly.

“I know Baby. Go shower. Then let’s go to bed.” Y/N reluctantly got up and strolled over to the bathroom, before stopping in the doorway. She looked over her shoulder to see Keigo tidying, and she let out a little giggle. “What?” He asked.

“Join me in the bath? There’s other stuff from that book that I wanna try.” She said in her best seductive voice. Keigo didn’t even need any convincing, he just plopped the dirty clothes into the hamper and made his way to Y/N snaking a hand around her waist. He leaned down slightly to steal a kiss from the girl his smile growing with hers.

“Whatever you want, Baby.”

#babylowrites #bnha x black!reader #bnha #mha #mha x female reader #black girls #hawks x black!reader #hawks hcs #hawks x reader #boku no hero academia hawks #mha takami keigo #takami keigo x reader #takami Keigo x black!reader #black writers #ambw

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Domestic

Pairing: Ukai Keishin x black!fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, mentions of lewd acts, mild language, DILF ALERT

Fandom: Haikyu

Summary: soft head cannons of everyone’s favorite volleyball coach :)

A/N: Ukai is so hot and I would like to manifest a life with him thanks. Enjoy this soft shit (ps requests open)

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Adjusting to married life was weird for the both of you. Onlookers of your relationship always claimed you rushed into things by eloping, but you were both in love. So why wait?

The first year of marriage things were smooth. All of your friends claimed you were still in “the honeymoon phase” and that’s why you hadn’t annoyed the hell out of each other yet, but they were wrong. This man annoyed you any chance he got.

Of course there’s no malice behind it, but Keishin was a lot more needy than you had thought and was always pining for attention.

“Y/N, come eat dinner with me.” “Y/N stop doing work it’s late.” “Y/N come cuddle with me.” “Y/N make that tea that I like, please.” “Y/N come take a bath with me.”

To be honest you knew that he was only bothering you all the time for your own well-being because you were a workaholic, but you had a lot of business to attend to. Still you loved that he was always checking in on you.

Another way he annoyed you was that he was always touching you. Touch is definitely his love language (something about not getting hugged enough as a kid, idk) and no matter what you were doing he always had to be touching you in some regard. It only really bothered you when you were working though.

“Keishin, stop trying to lay on me while I’m filling out my timesheets.”

“But you’re comfortable.”

He wouldn’t let anyone know, but he was a giant cuddle bug and loved PDA. Going to the store together? You would be walking hand in hand even if you both were up to your armpits in groceries. Party at a friends house? If you were with him he made you sit on his lap even if there was space left on the couch he wanted that ass on him at all timessss

Although he wasn’t against PDA he usually internalized any jealous feelings he had, or at least try to. He was never the type to make out with you in front of a guy to make him back off, he knew you loved him too much to even entertain another guy, but he wasn’t above a menacing death glare.

“Kei stop, you look scary.”

“That’s the friggin’ point. That asshole was shameless.”

You two were both so hardworking. Keishin with the store, the kids, and the farm and you with climbing the ranks of your corporate job that your dates were purely de-stressors.

Sometimes it would be a relaxing night at home catching up on your shows, or you would go to a quiet restaurant and get some dinner. And every once in a while you would book an hour couple massage and then a dip in a hot spring.

On your first year anniversary Keishin took you to the beach, because you loved the ocean and since then going to the beach has become an annual trip. It seems every time you go to that beach you discover new things about each other (such as the fact that neither of you enjoy beach sex, too sandy) and the trip only strengths your relationship every time.

Your relationship is by no means perfect, you have your struggles (Kei smokes way too much and you’re worried about his lungs and you rely too heavily on alcohol too distract you from your work problems) but the most important thing is that you work them out together.

Although you and Keishin are rock solid you do get into petty arguments mostly stemming from your difference in cultures because you grew up in the states.

“You’re supposed to yell at the waitress to get their attention.”

“I know that, but you can be a little less aggressive. It’s not much to show a bit of kindness.”

“She’s an old lady. I have to yell at her so she can hear.”

“You didn’t have to call her an old bat! What if they spit in our food.”

Despite your little arguments here and there Keishin is really interested in how you grew up. He’s always so fascinated by the customs you have and the family dynamics of a black household.

“And why do you have to wear a hat to go to sleep?”

“It’s a bonnet. And it protects my hair.”

“Oh... I can protect your hair.”

“*sigh* that’s not what I mean love.”

As far as physical intimacy goes you both know each other like the backs of your hands. It took a while for you to both know what your limits were with each other, but after a few months every time started to feel electric.

You both had your fair share of kinks that overall complimented each other well. Though sometimes Keishin would get annoyed at the fact that you were a total pillow Princess, but luckily for him he had that brat tamer instinct.

A few years down the line and you’re both still as happy as day one, but you’re both now starting to settle down some. You both feel confident and stable in your jobs and are able to have more time for each other, but sometimes you feel like you’re missing something.

“Kei?”

“Yes, Babe.”

“You wanna have a kid?”

You sure as hell got your kid. Who would’ve thought this man had a breeding kink too.

the pregnancy was pretty rough on the both of you. You had gotten pretty sick in your first trimester, super terrified that you might lose the baby. To keep from having any more complications your doctor had put you on bed rest for pretty much the duration of your pregnancy. That meant Keishin would pick up extra shifts anytime he could to make up for what you missed at work. Keishin was always tired, you were dead broke, and waited on you hand and foot, but he’d do it all again just to see your smile the day your little girl was born. It was the happiest day of your lives.

Being new parents was tricky, nobody is ever really ready to be a parent. But even through countless sleepless nights, and the biggest strain on your relationship that you’d ever faced. There was no place either of you would rather be than sleeping next to each other with your baby girl snuggled between your arms.

Being a father came easily to Keishin. Of course he was still coaching the new generation of Karasuno kids, but his personality with those boys was a complete 180 to how he acted with your daughter. He was hopelessly in love. He couldn’t say no to that little girl to save his life. You didn’t know how many times you’d come home from work and they’d be laid up on the couch waiting for you to return. As soon as you’d walk in the door your daughter would perk up from Kei’s chest and run to give you a hug. And he would always pretend he wasn’t just knocked out from watching cartoons.

“Mommy I have to tell you and Daddy something.”

“Okay. What is it my love?”

“I want a baby brother. And it has to be a boy, cuz I wanna be the only girl and he has to be cute like me, ok?”

The lip on that girl. She was definitely her mother’s daughter. She knew what she wanted and she was gonna get it. Keishin had no protests you and that little girl had him wrapped around your little fingers, so needless to say, she got her little brother.

#babylowrites #haikyu x reader #coach ukai #ukai x you #ukai keishin #ukai keishin x reader #ukai keishin x black!reader #haikyu x black!reader #haikyu hcs #haikyu headcanons #ukai keishin hcs #haikyu imagines #black writers #black reader

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GC Imagines

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Lol y’all I got bored and then this happened... the format is ass but I wanted to share my insert being messy with the bakusquad 😭

#mha x female reader #bnha x black!reader #bnha bakugou #bnha #mha #babylowrites #mha bakugo x reader #black girls #bakugo x oc #black oc #text post #fake texts #mha texts #mha x black reader #bnha imagines #funny texts #bnha bakugo x reader #bnha kirishima #bnha kaminari #mha jiro kyoka #mha ashido

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𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦’𝑑 (BNHA)

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A/N: y’all I thought I finally got over my baby fever and then I had a dream about Tamaki Suoh from OHSHC having a child and being a stay at home dad and the rest is history. So I president to you: BNHA Daddy imagines 🥺 Enjoy.

Todoroki:

⁂ As we know he has a bad relationship with his father and so he wanted to be the exact opposite with his kids.

⁂ You never expected him to give you five little demons angels though.

⁂ Like seriously, you might have thought this man had a breeding kink.

⁂ You have 4 boys and a girl and they’re all so precious, but after the last set of kids came out as twins you had to sit Shoto down and tell him enough was enough.

⁂ Your two oldest were boys and were already starting to develop their quirks. They’re attached at the hip and do pretty much everything together.

⁂ They never miss an interview or footage of Dad fighting on TV. Shoto is their number one idol.

⁂ On days where Todoroki can take it more easy during work he brings the boys to the agency with him so they can meet more Pro-heros and develop their quirks.

⁂ Next up in the pack is you and Shoto’s daughter. Originally she was supposed to be the last kid, but Shoto begged and pleaded for just “one more” and you both know how that turned out.

⁂ As the only girl and the middle child your daughter sometimes feel left out, especially when her dad takes her brothers with him to the agency and she has to stay home with you and the babies. When you told Shoto how your daughter was feeling he had the most brilliant idea.

⁂ One Saturday out of the month Shoto and your daughter go out on a Daddy-Daughter date to make her feel special and ensure that she’s not forgotten. That Saturday is whatever your daughter wants to do. They have tea parties, go to fancy dinners, and the very first one was Shoto taking her on a horse drawn carriage ride through the park so she could feel like the princess that she is 🥺

⁂ Shoto hasn’t missed a single Saturday.

⁂ And then there are the twins. They’re still infants and you haven’t got the slightest clue what their quirks will be or when they will develop them, but you do know that they are complete opposites of each other.

⁂ The older twin is much more calm and reserved. He hardly ever cries, or whines. He just likes to observe the world around him and his favorite thing to observe is his rambunctious younger sibling.

⁂ The younger twin has one main goal. To cause an uproar whenever he can. He is only four months old and he is already trying to crawl, and talk, and get into everything he possibly can.

⁂ Shoto likes to call the boys your mini-me’s because they both act so much like you and him. The first time you heard it, it stuck and you call the twins “Minis” as a nickname.

⁂ You and Shoto love your little pack and even though they make you wanna pull your hair out of your head, you wouldn’t trade them for anything.

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Bakugo:

⁂ On the opposite end of the spectrum from Todoroki and his s/o, you and Bakugo had one perfect little Angel.

⁂ Originally you and Katsuki didn’t want to have kids, but as you got older you got more careless about taking your birth control and one thing led to another and you got pregnant.

⁂ You were a fucking wreck throughout the pregnancy. You struggled with your weight gain and were scared Katsuki would look at you differently.

⁂ Of course he didn’t and loved you all the same. The thought of having a kid was foreign to him, but he grew to love how cute you looked with a baby bump and loved teasing you about how “useless” you’d become.

⁂ “You can’t even tie your shoes? I really have to do everything around here.”

⁂ “Give me a break, I’m carrying your spawn. You should be thanking me.”

⁂ “You know I still love you, Princess. Thank you.”

⁂ When delivery day finally came Katsuki was more of a mess than you. He tried to pack the whole damn house into the baby bag and was constantly freaking out that the baby wouldn’t like him.

⁂ “Let’s just worry about that when she actually gets here.”

⁂ “You mean he.”

⁂ “It’s gonna be a girl Katsuki. A mother just knows.”

⁂ “Bullshit. It’s a boy.”

⁂ He kept claiming he wanted a boy in your first trimester, but deep down you knew Katsuki really wanted a little girl because...

⁂ Katsuki is such a girl dad. Whenever he’s not working, he’s having tea parties, sleepovers, dress up dates, playing with baby dolls; the whole nine-yards.

⁂ Beneath his hard, explosive shell, he’s honestly so soft and sweet, and undeniably gentle with your daughter.

⁂ But, he’d never let anything happen to his baby girl and of course he had to teach her how to fight for herself. She was able to throw a fully grown man by the time she was five and had her in almost every sport you could think of. Soccer in the fall, basketball in the winter, track and field in the springtime and dance and gymnastics peppered throughout the year.

⁂ Quite simply your daughter was a badass and when she grows up she wants to be just like daddy.

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