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One more Barbarian Bakugou before I go nappy nap so my dreams are filled with him
Just imagine Bakugou and his men raiding your village. His kicking the door to your house open and your piece of shit husband is pleading to be spared, telling the barbarian to take his wife and child instead.
Bakugou looks at the corner, see you curled there while holding your crying daughter tightly as you could- both of you shivering, in rags, covered in bruises. He doesn’t hesitate to slice the man into pieces to shut his babbling before stomping your way, seeing you flinch when he kneels down with scary red eyes and splats of blood smeared on his face.
“Get up.” He orders gruffly, but it didn’t sound as mean as his usual tone, and it’s almost enough to stop your shivering.
You and your daughter are riding with him back to his tribe, covered by his warm cloak. The dragon tribe now has a new queen, decked in the finest jewels and cloths in the kingdom, and a pretty little princess that is always bringing freshly picked flowers for her papa Bakugou and showering him in kisses along with her mother.
