cw: pregnancy, kids (you guys have a daughter together), fwb’s, angst with a bit of a hopeful ending, refers to you as ‘girl’ once
Friends with benefits Bakugou who never really got over his ego to fully commit to you. You’re a little ashamed to admit it, but when you fell pregnant, you thought that things would change. That the whole “no feelings” aspect would’ve been dropped, that he would’ve embraced you fully.
But he just…didn’t? If anything, he distanced himself away from you, became so formal like you were another coworker he would address. It was heartbreaking, going through your first pregnancy feeling so, so alone, but having to grin and bear it the whole way through.
He supported you though in every way that he could. He never missed an appointment, would trek to your house during late nights whenever you craved something. He even moved you in to his own apartment during your last trimester, but a couple months after your baby was born, you went back home. You never felt unwelcome, but you couldn’t pretend to be a happy family when he slept in the guest room every night.
So now, you coparent quite easily. At least, it seems easy to Bakugou, but really, it’s all a facade.
In all honesty? He thinks he’s a fuck up. An idiot. The stupidest, shittiest person who’s ever existed.
He thought what he was doing was enough, that the words he didn’t say carried across oceans, formulated into titles that he never verbalized. So when you told him you would be happy to coparent, his world felt upended suddenly, as he holds his tiny little baby girl in his arms.
Coparent? How could a couple coparent? Where did he go wrong? (He only slept in the guest room to give you and baby space, only moved you in late because you lived so far away and you were getting so big. He never said I love you because he was too embarrassed to say it out loud. He didn’t know he had to say it out loud to solidify it. He thought you just knew.)
So it’s why his heart breaks when he catches a glimpse of curly blond hair and red eyes in the grocery store. He tries to duck behind an aisle, but his baby would recognize him anywhere. (It’s true; you’ve sent many videos of her recognizing him on billboards and tv commercials and magazines.)
“Bakugou?” You call, ducking around the corner to catch a glimpse of him. He tries to act nonchalant like he’s looking at cans of soup, tries not to cringe at your formal name. He turns when you come into view, eyes drinking in your attire. His heart breaks a little when he recognizes the shirt you took in your second trimester, still has the pic you sent him of you grinning as you show off what you stole.
“Hey.” Bakugou greets gruffly, mouth pulled tight, but it cracks into a grin when his daughter starts squealing. She’s in the front part of the shopping cart, twisting her little chunky body to get out and get to him. She damn near screams when he sets his basket down to pick her up, rubbing his nose to hers.
“How ya doing, squirt?” He asks quietly, pecking at her chubby cheeks as she instantly starts babbling to him. He holds her close to his chest, eyes full of pure love for his baby girl, and it makes your heart squeeze so tight you think it might burst.
“This isn’t your neck of the woods.” You mutter, head tilting to the side as you take in your daughters excited face to see her father. Bakugou’s eyes snap to your own, letting his daughter play with his fingers in the meanwhile. He looks embarrassed, cheeks a dusty pink as he grumbles and looks away.
“I was just picking up some stuff to drop off for her. Was gonna text you and see if you were home,” he replies, and something tells you that it’s a lie. But you don’t pester him about it, just nod a few times, taking in the sight.
He looks so good like that, in his compression shirt and sweats, his hair mussed from your daughters incessant pulling. He’s grinning at her, but looks so bashful when he turns to you, like he’s thinking about things he knows he shouldn’t, like he has a boatload to say but can’t cough up.
And if you were a mind reader, you’d be so fucking right. He can’t help but reminisce on before you got pregnant, the nights spent with you. The day you told him you were having a girl, the tears you cried when you delivered her. He thinks, filled with so much guilt the entire time, that he wants another one. With you.
“‘S it okay if I walk my favorite girls home?” He asks you gruffly, nibbling on your daughters cheeks to hear her giggle again, uncaring of the drool she leaves on his hand. You feel your eyes widen at his term for you, face suddenly flushing. Favorite? You, his favorite?
Something tells you that you shouldn’t fall down the rabbit hole that is Bakugou Katsuki and his suppressed emotions and shitty ego. But there’s another something that tells you to trust it this time, to let things happen organically and without expectation. So you do.
“I’m sure she would love to show her daddy the new toy her grandma just brought her.” You tell him, giggling when he rolls his eyes at the mention of his mother. But he walks with you the entire time you finish up your grocery order, holding your daughter the whole time and pays for your groceries despite repeatedly telling him that he doesn’t have to.
He pushes her in the stroller stored underneath the shopping cart on the way home, making small conversation. And when you’re halfway home, does he reach for your hand. Only to cross the cross walk though, he tells himself, only for your protection. But he doesn’t let go until you’re in your own place, and even then, he’s close by the entire time. He helps you put away groceries, remembers where everything is like he lives here.
And for some reason, the familiarity makes your heart ache a little more than you would like it to.
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my sirius & harry thought of the day:
harry kept that firebolt alive for all 137 years of his remaining life through sheer willpower and magical strength. he did not let a single twig of it die off. not only was he absolutely unhinged about taking care of it, not letting anyone near it after 5th year, but he also basically single-handedly reinvented the field of broom-crafting just so he could keep his godfather’s gift to him alive. he didn’t do anything with this skill, basically driving everywhere who knew him spare bc !!! ‘harry do u know what u just did? most brooms don’t last over 6-7 years, not even a fraction of that if used at the pace and frequency as u. if u could just—‘
and he just flat out shuts them up bc how does he tell them that the reason his firebolt is still alive is bc sirius’ love runs thru it and harry would die himself before he let it bc he can’t lose the last piece of sirius he has left. he cannot perform this miracle on any other broom, tho he can probably make the single best non-sirius-gifted broom that the WW has ever seen just bc of how extensive his knowledge is now
and the thing, right, is he doesn’t keep the firebolt locked up in some display like some artefact. sirius would’ve never wanted that. his dad would’ve hated it. brooms were meant to be flown. so fly, he does. wonderfully. it’s forever his primary broom and he puts it thru all the paces, keeping up with all sorts of newer, flashier, pro models w utter ease.
it’s like this: when he uses this firebolt, it feels like perhaps he has his godfather back for just a second. and harry is forever weak to that feeling.
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incredibly lame of someone to go “making Talia do bad things in your hc is racist and misogynistic”
LET WOMEN BE EVIL AND HAVE FUN SOMETIMES (ik it’s more nuanced than that but those tags were just so insane and funny to me)
(Also hi I love your writing everytime I see it pop up on my dash I get excited)
Yeah I mean— it’s not even a headcanon it’s literally just a PROMPT 😭 and until now I’ve pretty much only ever written Good!Talia so I wanted to switch it up a bit 😂
Oof, but I’m really happy most of you guys enjoy my prompts and know not to over interpret them 💚
And thank you! I’m really happy you enjoy my writing 💚💚💚
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Seeing peoples takes about sam leaving for Stanford will never fail to raise my blood pressure
HE DIDNT WANNA BE NO CONTACT. HE DIDNT WANT TO LEAVE HIS FAMILY. HE DIDNT WANT TO “ABANDON” THEM.
He wanted John to understand and to support him and to not be a freak for once and to feel safe.
Like the idea that he was the one who cut contact is, not only fucking stupid, but also just textually untrue. John shut that door, not him and it’s very much implied that Dean followed suit with John in cutting him off. (They say this in johns journal but I don’t consider it fully canon so)
and like the idea that deans "end goal" was for Sam to “get out” and “live a better life” or even that dean put the idea of going to college in sam head(a take I just saw) is contradicted in canon where dean, in a very vulnerable moment, admits that all he wants is for them (Sam, John and Dean) to be a family again.
And in “drag me away (from you)”. We see dean actively discourage sam from looking into college.
Like I just don’t get the idea that Dean protected sam from the life. Protected sam *in* the life. Yeah absolutely. He kept it from sam til he was old enough to understand. Didn’t want him to start going on hunts til he was physically capable. Probably always had his back on hunts and made sure he didn’t get hurt. Yep all true but he wanted sam hunting.
I just believe dean wanted him to stay because Sam made him feel safe. he was his one safe haven in his life and I really do feel for him that sam left and he no longer had that person in his life who made things feel better but girlll thats not on sam. sam getting literally disowned was not him abandoning dean and personally im sick of hearing people say that it was
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“you guys need to stop mischaracterizing din!! in season 3 he-“
bro. bro. listen. season 3 doesn’t exist. it’s not canon, you’re crazy. you’re insane. everything that happened there has mischaracterized din and frankly everyone else. i don’t care if din isn’t a constant worrier of grogu this season, he WAS in the first two seasons and that’s what i’m going with. i don’t care if din was acting a little silly and had shitty dialogue and dad jokes this season, his silence spoke volumes in the first two seasons. i don’t care if din doesn’t want the darksaber, but the whole build up of the first two seasons was him getting it so we should’ve had more development into WHY he doesn’t want it.
y’all need to stop defending lucasfilms and stop acting like what you’re watching is good or even decent. it’s a billion dollar company, we’re allowed to ask for better. just because there were little things that were cool does not justify the awful plot line (that doesn’t even exist at this point) and the awful dialogue and awful mischaracterization. they’re ruining the characters and they literally admitted that they don’t have an end goal that they’re trying to achieve.
that’s not din anymore, y’all should realize this. that’s not how din acts and that’s not how he speaks. him being reckless was always there, but don’t think for a second that din doesn’t always worry or care for grogu. don’t think din would willingly put harm in grogu’s way. din KNOWS grogu can handle himself, but he also knows that grogu is a baby that has had a traumatizing past and he still cares deeply.
any behavior of din’s (or anyone else’s) in season 3 should be examined and tried to be characterized correctly. think, WOULD din act like that? and don’t go “well it’s what the creators of the show wanted so-“ just stop. stop trying to defend them. a lot of the characterization they’ve done for him in the first two seasons is being undone in the third, and it’s sad to see. we’re allowed to ask for better. we’re allowed to not like things.
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