Snoozing On Down Time

The quickness I leave a cod fic as soon as I see a “:(“ or “s’ too big” should be studied. Bitch, the little frowny face was cute at first and then got old real quick. And no one talks like that when they fuck. STOP

TW: Blood, suicide, cheating, etc

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“I told her…I told her that, I was pregnant….”

That’s when Bakugo froze.

His relaxed position against his desk became strict as his face started to morf into disbelieving shock.

“You what…” He hissed, looking at his assistant, Uraraka, as if she had grown two extra heads.

Uraraka stood there twiddling with her thumbs

“I told her that I was pregnant…and that it’s yours, I’m sorry-“

“No no no-“ He interrupted, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“You didn’t do that, you couldn’t have-”

Katsuki started to pace back and fourth as the panic started to creep in, causing Uraraka to start to buckle.

“I couldn’t hold it in anymore, okay!? Do you know how much guilt I’ve had since that night? Since I told you I was even pregnant? I can’t even look (y/n) in the eye! I can’t even talk to her like I used-“

“YOU DON’T THINK I FEEL GUILTY TOO? HUH? That’s my fuckin wife! Do you know how much I love her?? Let’s not forget, that all this was a goddamn mistake, all it took was one too many at a shitty award party..and now look at where the fuck I am-“ Katsuki groaned, his sentence being muffled at the end by him stuffing his face in his hands.

“Katsuki..”

“NO- do NOT call me that. DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’VE DONE TO ME?? I should’ve listened to my first fuckin thought when it told me to tell you to get a goddamn abortion. But no, you just had to be so smitten by this mistake that I let you keep it...”

“SHUT UP- it’s not just my fault okay?! And it’s definitely not this baby’s fault that we both messed up! Look I know you love (y/n) okay? That’s why I HAD to tell her, it’s unfair to her to be living a lie when her husband has a whole child!”

Katsuki didn’t even say anything, he just grabbed his coat and keys before storming out the office.

“Where are you going?!”

“I’m going home, from now on, don’t call me, don’t text me, don’t come near me. You’re ducking fired and I don’t want you near me OR (y/n) for the rest of your goddamn life- have the child or not but don’t come to me.”

And with that he left, slamming the door leaving Uraraka more then stunned and shocked. But what did she expect?

She had ruined something good…

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He was going way over the speed limit but he didn’t care, all he cared about was getting home to you

“The number you have dialed cannot be reached, please try again..” His car spoke to him, he had constantly been trying to call you.

His heart sunk but he couldn’t do anything but just press on

Eventually, after what felt like a millennium, he finally made it home.

He didn’t even try to park right, he just pulled up and ran for the front door.

After quickly unlocking it, he entered and immediately noticed that the whole house was off.

Non of your music was playing in the background, the smell of your delicious food didn’t greet his nose, not even the background sound of your favorite show played on the living room tv…

It was just silence…

He slowly tipped around the house in search for you

“Baby? Where are you? (Y/n)?”

It wasn’t until he made his way to the bathroom, where he finally got his answer

His body stilled in horror as he saw you in a bloody stained tub fully undressed as if you were just taking a bath.

Your wrist oozing and pouring out crimson red as your eyes remained shut

He immediately rushed to your side, engulfing your body into his as he held you dear, your blood immediately staining his work suit

Tears automatically swelled in his eyes and he started to rock you back and fourth with his left while his right hand shook as he dialed 119

“Hello, 119 what’s the emergency..”

He knew he sounded like mush trying to explain everything at once while also being in shock and sorrow but he couldn’t help it…it was over.

Katsuki was your husband…

YOU wanted kids…

YOU trusted him…

YOU were supposed to be the only one to touch him…

YOU loved him so much…

But if another had woman already took everything that was supposed to be yours…

What was the point of staying anyway…

He's that one mother in the crowd

Part 2 (blurb)

Bakugou Katsuki started dating you in his first year of university. Now, three years have passed.

Mina, ever the observer, noticed slight changes in her friend’s demeanor.

"Kiri. Is Bakubro talking to someone?" She leaned against the windowsill of the lecture hall, carefully watching the blonde boy walk calmly off-campus.

"No. Why?" Kirishima slung his bag over his shoulder and walked over to where Mina stood. His eyes followed Bakugou as he walked away, starting to wonder.

Was Bakugou talking to someone? Nah, can't be.

"He seems... calmer?" Kirishima snickered, causing Mina to smile slightly. "Y’know what I mean. He's just, I don’t know, different now."

While the two of them came up with various scenarios, Katsuki himself had just reached his car and was texting you. A small notification pinged on his phone, and the boy smiled, pocketed it, and hopped into his car.

A few weeks later, during a small get-together with the group, Kaminari, drunkenly blurting out random thoughts, caught everyone's attention.

"Heyy, Bakus." Kaminari slung his arm around Bakugou's shoulders, leaning into him. "Come with me on this double date. This cute girl will only go out with me if you come for her friend."

Katsuki sighed at the sight of his childhood friend.

"I can’t."

Mina and Kirishima, sitting next to each other, lightly knocked knees, their ears perked up to catch the reason behind his refusal.

"Why not, Bakubro? It’s a free day. You busy?" Kirishima asked, taking a sip from his cup while keeping an eye on Bakugou, who looked bored.

Bakugou glanced at his phone, which buzzed with another notification. Mina quickly averted her gaze toward the screen, trying to catch a glimpse of the name—too slow to see anything.

Wait, what was that on his back-

"I have a date with my missus."

Bakugou continued texting, unaware of the sudden silence that had fallen over the entire group. All eyes were fixed on his relaxed figure as he typed away.

"YESSSSSSSSSS!" Mina jumped up, fists pumping the air in celebration. Her face lit up with pure joy as Kirishima chuckled beside her, shaking his head.

Katsuki looked up, confused by their reaction. Then he felt a small splatter on his forearm and turned to see Kaminari sitting next to him, his mouth open, spilling his drink.

"OY! Dunce face, you’re fucking spilling everything—"

"YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND??" Kaminari grabbed Bakugou's shoulders, lightly shaking him.

"Yeah, I thought I told you guys that."

Kaminari’s face fell, then he lunged forward and hugged Bakugou while sobbing, "You have a girlfriend!"

"Dunce—You're getting my shirt wet. Bro, get off!" Katsuki was shocked by the reaction of his friends. He glanced around at their expressions before his eyes landed on the entrance to the bar.

"Kaminari, off me." He grabbed his sobbing friend by the shoulder and gently tipped him back. "Move over. Make some space."

Mina whipped her head toward the entrance, gasping loudly.

And there you were, already smiling as you clutched your bag anxiously.

Bakugou stood up and walked over to you, a small smile tugging at his lips. Kirishima scoffed in shock as he heard him greet you.

"Hey, mama. You okay?"

You nodded, leaning forward to kiss his cheek. Katsuki wrapped his arm around your waist and led you toward the booth.

"Well, since I must have forgotten to mention it to you guys... meet my fiancée."

monkey d love of my life

“Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.” - Luke 23:34

sooo… jesus art got me to 10k on twitter😳, here is some more art, i can’t draw wolves, or clothes, or anything really

every day is a fool’s day in here

mornings

daily reminder to stop shaving your coochie for that man. gojo, geto, toji, nanami and sukuna would eat it up hairy and all.

I think bkg’s baby gets your eyes and your temperament and he’s so relieved. He doesn’t say a word about it, ever, but when his daughter is 6 years old and some twerp takes her toys on the playground and she only cries, doesn’t try to explode his face off when he picks her up to walk her home—bakugou is so relieved it makes him nauseous. Because he wanted that anger to die with him—because with all of the light and hope and good you brought into his life, he’d hoped that it be enough to ward off that venom that he still feels the remnants of in his veins.

When his baby drops her head on his shoulder, tuckered out, he feels pretty confident that it did.