I Want This But Pregnant Oh Fuck, Oh Damn, Oh Shit. Thats Soft And Im Here For It

“i want this but pregnant” oh fuck, oh damn, oh shit. that’s soft and i’m here for it

In reference to this post and my tw soft tags on it.

Enji’s dysphoric, but he’s also never been happier.

Having you, seeing you, even breathing in the same air as you—all of it equates to his second life, his second coming. A second chance at happiness, that of which.. he questions if he even deserves at times.

But wordlessly, you seem to always pick up on these feelings the moment they begin to poison his mind.

Even now, as you rest your head so peacefully on his bicep, his free hand softly thrumming along the taut skin of your swollen belly, eyes focused hard enough to bore holes into your womb, baby and all.

“Enji?” He doesn’t respond, can’t orient himself to reality by himself, no, he needs the gentle squeeze of your palm, the shift of your gaze into his azure eyes, a press of your lips into his warm skin. “Stop overthinking, our baby doesn’t like it.”

He blinks, nods his head before refocusing on the ebb and flow of the life that you’ve—the life that the two of you have created.

“Right, for our baby.. I’m sorry, dear.”

And Enji doesn’t expect your giggles, furrows his brows as he asks you what’s so funny, even more so when you answer you are.

He asks with bated breath, “Why is that?”

You twist your legs into his, toes frigid against the furnace of his own, futher pressing the massive sum of your love into his arms, “Just because..”

You sigh before shutting your eyes, “You’re beating yourself up over something you haven’t even done. At least,” he sucks in a breath as you pause, shoulders tense, expecting the worst—as he does,

“At least, not this time.”

“How do we know that I won’t? How do we know that I’m.. capable of change?”

“Of change, you say?” He nods once, expression soft yet firm as you graze your chin, your heart fluttering because even a man of his age, of his caliber, despite his status and experience, is looking to you for such advice. It’s almost silly.

Well, it does make sense, considering that he’s married to you, after all.

“I don’t doubt your ability to raise our child, since we’ll be doing it together,” you ground him with the feeling of your nails raking against the coarse hairs of his forearm, “I can’t speak much of your change, though I’m confident that you have. But there is one thing I’m sure of.”

“And that is?” His heavy arm curls around your shoulders.

“That you’re capable of love—and I think.. that’s more than enough for now, don’t you?”

He isn’t sure, not with his head clouded over like this. Apprehension, worry, and guilt seeming to devour him. But he thinks that maybe yours is.

No, he’s sure of it. Your love is definitely enough. For him.

DO NOT RECOMMEND ANY OF MY WORKS ON TIKTOK.

Soft headcanon: Enji resting his warm hand over his partner's belly, soothing their period cramps with his heat, gently running his fingers through their hair.

what if no one even knows ukai has a girlfriend, let alone a pregnant one

gfdsjkal;sfd they dont know until he’s got a baby on his hip one day and they’re like? who’s this? why are you babysitting??

and he’s like? this is my daughter? 

HC: bakusquad simping for bakugo’s gf but instead of being mad bakugo is proud how hot his girl is and shows her off! Maybe if he’s an exhibitionist he’ll show off how good he can take care of her *wink wink*

this > doing my homework that’s due in the morning

bakugo silently plotting to fuck you in front of his friends > bakugo getting jealous

(happy belated birthday bakugo... my favorite taurus!!) 

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This is such a win-win situation for Bakugo, because not only does he get to show you off, but it’s to the people he trusts more than anyone in the world

So this means that he can just be his usual boastful self while at the same time know that his friends aren’t about to steal you away, and that you view them as buddies more than romantic interests, too… 

Plus, it’s not like he doesn’t know what they’re going through, because Hell, before the both of you started dating, he was like that, too… so the least he can do is be sympathetic, right?

Right. 

Kirishima’s all shy around you, thinks you’re the sweetest girl in the world and that Bakugo is so, so lucky...

You do literally anything around him and he’s blushing like a fool, eyebrows raised and lips pursed, almost like he’s afraid that Bakugo will get mad at him for even just being around you (not that he’s the one initiating any of the affection) 

Still though, Kiri lets you cling to his arm when Bakugo isn’t there and feed him bits of your food when he tells you that your cooking looks good… all the while refusing to admit that he’s not disappointed when you let go of him to run to Baku the moment he arrives 

Bakugo, of course, never shy of the smirk that appears on his face when he see all this take place, just laughs it off, placated by your smile and the way it washes away any minuscule fears he may have of infidelity… and never hesitates to give you tongue in front of Kirishima as greeting, either 

But God, because that’s not it though, since Denki’s such a simp, too…

It’s not like he really needs to do any of this, but whenever Bakugo isn’t around, be it that he’s busy at lunch or gone for mission, Denki’s taking care of you as his own —almost as though Bakugo instructed him to and you aren’t fully grown

Buying you coffee in the morning, carrying your bag or groceries for you, even offering to wrap you up in his jacket whenever it gets cold… and when Bakugo finds out, because you tell him everything (and he sees the pictures of your and Denki’s matching coffee on your Instagram, too), he’s not even denying it

But again, is Bakugo mad? Of course not!!! 

That’s how his friends should treat his girlfriend, because what? Is he supposed to say no to people spoiling you? Especially when he knows they’ll never really make a move, and even if they do, you’ll reject them. 

Obviously not

Though Sero and Mina aren’t much better, either… Mina always offering to take you shopping with her and yelling at Bakugo when he gets snappy with you or the PDA gets a little heavy (usually defending himself with the excuse  that they aren’t paying attention, though he knows that they are)… always blushing when Bakugo bites at her for being rather overprotective for no reason

Not to mention how Sero volunteers to give you rides back and forth whenever Bakugo can’t... saying that he doesn’t mind if you need to wrap your arms around his middle when you’re on his motorcycle, or letting you pick the radio when he takes his car... 

Still though, despite the way you run your fingers through Mina’s hair whenever she sits between your legs during movie night, and how you coo at Sero for bugging you about staying safe, Bakugo STILL doesn’t mind 

Because as this is happening, Bakugo is always the one you hold hands with during group outings, always the one you kiss after you wave goodbye to Sero… or Denki… and always the one you go home to when Kirishima takes you out to eat

If anything, Bakugo likes the way they stare, wishing they could have you, because really… that just means he’s won. He has the one thing that none of them really will…

And even though he appears rather nonchalant about it as all their pining occur, Bakugo still finds opportunities to get revenge in his own way… he’s not that nice, after all, and he knows what’s been going on with his friends

Joining you and Kiri for lunch? Definitely initiates a game of footsies with you, before dragging you onto his lap so he can discretely grind into while the redhead is distracted by something (probably drooling)

Denki buying you food? Bakugo’s eating it, or kissing you when your mouth is full, or leaving Denki standing around with your purse filled with textbooks and snacks so he can not-so-discretely drag you into the men’s restroom… a pair of yellow eyes just barely catching sight of the both of you walking away, and of Bakugo’s hand bring stuffed down the back of your leggings

As for Mina and Sero? Bakugo loves to make a show of “making up with you” (see: spitting in your mouth much to Mina’s chagrin), or pressing you up against the glass of your window right as Sero’s leaving

And during those group movie nights, too… on the days when it’s hosted at your place… Bakugo never hesitates to complain about being tired, either… all so he can pull you away from the film to fuck you in the next room over

And no, he doesn’t really care if (and when) anyone starts to listen in🥴

What I wouldn't give to roll around in the hayloft with farmhand Kirishima 🥴 he's all worried about how you're pulling him away from his work and what if he gets caught slacking off but then you lead him up into the loft and you've got a blanket laid out and he's like oh. Oh THAT'S what you wanted to show him. And he's still worried about getting caught but he's been eyeing those little shorts of yours all day and one little quickie couldn't hurt anything, right?

ONE LITTLE QUICKIE COULDN’T HURT ANYTHING RIGHT 🗣🗣🗣

Anon... u got me turned me on at work HIGH KEY bc this HITS😾

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It’s a good thing the hayloft is so hidden, tucked away in one of your Pa’s more empty barns, still smelling off sawdust and salt, and lit by little more than the cracks in the roof... despite how neither fact seems to matter much when you’re the one leading him there.

One of his thick, calloused hands wrapped up in yours, Kirishima wonders how he’s supposed to stop himself from giving into you, especially since you always seem so excited to spot him across the field and wave him over, ignorant of how the other farmhand’s eyes glow green at the sight of you in your blue and red gingham.

That doesn’t stop him from following you, though, even if he protests, albeit weakly and under the guise that he wouldn’t want to upset your father...

Still, he melts at the sight of the little makeshift fort you made, at the lunchbox you brought him, and the way your cheeks curve as you smile, already crawling onto the mess of hay and patting the spot right next to you.

He never fails to take your face in his hands so he can pepper your cheeks in thankful kisses before he eats, his favorite prayer.

And later, when you straddle him on the little blanket, his palms rubbing over the plush fat of your hips to brush away the hay that sticks to your skin, your own pressed to his chest as you lean up to kiss him... it’s no really surprise that kirishima’s popping a stiffy and tugging your panties and shorts to the side all so you can ride him just for a quick minute, his thumb already pressing on your clit.

It’s really quite surprising that no ones caught the both of you yet, your moans enough to shake the red wood of the barn (or so you claim), Kirishima jogging away from your siesta (way too soon) with sweat dripping down his back and straw in his hair... and your own neck now bruised, lips raw and slick.

And when you do finally make your way back to the main house, panties in hand, Kiri blows you kisses🥺

“He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

— Emily Brontë; Wuthering Heights