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The only genes Bakugo got from his father is the genes that contributed to his quirk everything else its just Mitsuki
@mha-quotes-and-such
ah yes like mother like son
Short For Grenade update/excerpt !
every time i think im making solid progress with this fic, it keeps getting longer on me lol, so here's the most recent bit ive written:
“My, my, what a passionate statement,” Mitsuki pointed out, poking his knee. Katsuki frowned. “I hate you,” he hissed. “You are just chalk full of those feelings today, kid.” Katsuki groaned loudly and extricated himself from his mother’s gentle grip, stomping up the stairs with a few curses tossed over his shoulder to avoid her less-gentle, bitch-ass cackling at his expense. “C’mon Nade!” Katsuki called, grinning proudly to himself when he heard the sound of her nails scrabbling up the stairs behind himself. “Good girl,” he praised, waiting for her to trot into his room before he closed his door.
Still in the living room, Masaru fell into Katsuki’s abandoned space on the couch, intertwining a hand with his wife. “He didn’t slam it,” Masaru pointed out quietly, a wide, wobbly smile crawling over his face. MItsuki eyed the staircase for a long moment before raising their clasped hands to place a kiss on her husband’s wedding band. “Guess we’re not fucking this whole parenting thing up after all.” Masaru’s hair was greasy where it brushed against her neck, his body warm in all the places they were connected, and Mitsuki was…happy. She carefully stroked Masaru’s bangs away from his forehead while he began to sniffle on her shoulder, the sound of Katsuki’s raucous laughter echoing through the house, followed by the gleeful, yipping bark of Grenade the fucking dog. Maybe…maybe they really weren’t fucking up, she thought to herself- maybe for the first time since they’d brought Katsuki back from the hospital, away from the watchful, knowing gazes of the doctors and nurses, and Mitsuki was left wondering just what the hell she was supposed to do with her baby now. “You’re such a damn sap,” she murmured, tightening her grip on Masaru’s hand. Masaru chuckled wetly, lifting his face to press a lingering kiss to Mitsuki’s temple. His eyes shone behind his glasses. “Grenade,” he said wondrously, because neither of them could recall the last time Katsuki had stormed up to his room, angry, and not slammed the door. And nothing else really needed to be said. Mitsuki tipped her forehead against Masaru’s. “Grenade,” she agreed in a whisper.
I hope you know this made me sob so violently I bathed in my own tears
He hates the rain :(
have yalls angry mitsuki coming to terms that kariage is a good boyfriend for katsuki. And her twisted thinking about the sports festival.
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Anger riled up in her as she saw her son tied up infront of millions. How could this happen? Why is no one doing anything?! Her baby boy is struggling in quirk restraints not even fit for his quirk.
Mitsuki could barely hold herself back. Masaru had grown still next to her. She could barely think, so many questions went through her head. Perhaps they were doing the right thing? Maybe katsuki had done something wrong and is paying the price for it, surely UA wouldn't do something like this without a reason.
-time skip to after sports festival, katsuki is at home now- (I'll figure out how to write this part later)
Katsuki didnt say much, or at all once he got home. He just stayed inside his room all day. It was getting late. Around 7 PM.
There was a knock at the door, it was kariage, Katsuki's boyfriend. Mitsuki let him inside, even if she still wasn't so sure about him. Could you blame her? Kariage was basically if hot topic and stereotypical bad boy had a baby. And that baby being kariage, the poster child of bad behavior.
However, the look in his eyes said otherwise. There was a bloodlust hidden, a fury almost breaking to the surface as there were glimpses of sadness. Mitsuki looked at kariage as he went upstairs to her son's room.
A while later, she heard muffled sobs as she washes the dishes....and then cooing? Sweet nothings are a better phrase. She heard the sobbing stop and turn to giggles. Mitsuki turned the water off after completing the last of the dishes.
Mitsuki went upstairs, she stood infront of the door and heard the stupid jokes that kariage was telling her boy. No matter how bad they were, they still made katsuki laugh.
Mitsuki smiled to herself as she walked into masaru and her bedroom and sat next to her already sleeping husband. Maybe, just maybe, kariage was ok enough to be with her baby.
