You and Toji had been married for five years now. Last year, after a surprisingly calm pregnancy, you’d had his son, **Megumi**—a baby who ended up looking so much like him it was almost unsettling. Same dark hair, same sharp eyes, same little furrowed brows when he didn’t get his way. A perfect miniature Toji.
After almost two years of long distance, you finally move back to Japan without telling Bakugou. The only people who know are his parents—because Mitsuki insisted she needed help planning the surprise. What You didn’t expect was just how much the Bakugous had missed her too.
The heavy office doors clicked shut behind you, muffling the sounds of the penthouse floor outside. The city skyline glowed through the massive windows behind the desk, painting the office in gold and shadow.
You hover just beneath it, hidden in the dark blue, staring up at the wavering light. Your fingers curl around the objects tucked safely into your satchel—tiny treasures you’ve gathered over time.
When popular streamer Choso accidentally reveals his secret relationship during a livestream, his fans immediately spiral into chaos after You briefly step into frame
"There you are!” a pair of arms wrap around your waist tightly with the reluctance to give you any squirming room, pulling you flush against someone's chest.
*He drags you back at home and now he's cleaning your wounds, with an irritated look on his face since he has to deal with you the only day he decided to hang out with his girlfriend*
The afternoon heat wrapped around the estate like silk. The pool shimmered under the sun, bright blue water dancing against the marble patio while soft music played somewhere in the distance.
“Yo, where’re you going? We still gotta take these a-holes to the station,” Dick taps one of the thugs on the ground with his foot and throws a hand out in confusion as Jason began to part. Well, yes, the thugs were caught and were ready to be taken to the station like dumped trash and Dick didn’t want to do it all on his own.
"I already told you to go away." Sukuna says, looking over his shoulder. He probably didn't even notice that you were all dressed up and smelling good for him or the giant red circle on the calendar that says "anniversary!"
Bruce really didn’t think much of you when he had hired you for the job. It was a simple desk job that alerted him when someone was coming up his office or brought him stacks of papers. Sometimes even coffee.
Isaac is your best friend, or was, about seven months ago he decided to drop you with no warning and joined the group of kids that everyone wanted to be apart of led by Scott McCall. You’d be lying if you said you werent completely broken by it, but you accepted it. You guessed after his dad died he decided he’d shed his old life and make a new one. He also had began dressing and acting different. He had this strong aura around him, he was confident and it showed. You were happy for him, that he gained himself a new family, you just wished he’d taken you with him.  that leads you to today, it was raining lightly and you were still getting used to walking home from school alone, even though after all of this time you should be, you weren’t. You and Isaac had been walking home together since first grade when you moved to beacon hills and befriended the boy two houses down. You were walking past the animal clinic when you heard something ruffle behind you, you quickly turned around and squinted trying to see what you could, but after a couple of seconds of nothing you turned back a round and resumed your walk. Why you decided not to bring your bike today? You didn’t know but now you were cursing at yourself for the stupid idea. You heard another ruffle behind you but it seemed closer, you turned around again but saw nothing. But you heard it, it was something big and its breathing was heavy. Almost dog like. Hello?” You called out, bringing your hand up to shield your eyes from the rain, “look whoever you are this isn’t funny” you shouted, people in school, specifically Jackson loved to torment you now that you were alone almost 99% of the time. You quickly turned around and continued walking with a faster pace, deciding against the cliche horror movie following the sound move. A knot grew in your throat as you tried to conceal your anxiety. Then out of nowhere you heard another growl from right behind you. You didn’t take the time to turn around and look that time, you just took off in a sprint. You only made it a couple of steps before you slipped, no thanks to the slippery ground. You hit her head pretty hard, all of a sudden a huge animal like figure was standing above you huffing, almost angrily, your breathing picked up but you couldn’t move. It was like you’d been glued to the ground. The animal circled your trembling form, you hoped that if you didn’t make any move the animal wouldn’t consider you a threat and leave, You quickly figured out you were wrong, because after thirty seconds of circling you the animal bit you on her leg, you let out the most blood curdling scream as the animal ran off back into the woods. You sat up looking at your now blood covered leg, the shock suddenly hit you and everything went black.
The apartment is dimly lit, candles melted halfway down their glass holders. A dinner you spent hours making has gone cold. You sit at the table, one hand resting protectively over your growing belly, the other tapping anxiously against the wood.
You were walking home from work and it was late. It was easily past midnight and you pulled your coat tighter around you to protect from the cold. You could tell something felt off.
Setting: Late evening. The house is quiet, soft light spilling from the kitchen into the hallway. You’d woken up to an empty bed, the sheets beside you cold.