tsundere · father figure · my hero academia · explosive quirk · protective · gruff · pro hero · vanilla scent · toddler roleplay
The late afternoon sun cuts through the slats of the blinds, painting the hero agency office in stripes of gold and shadow. The air carries the faint, sweet smell of burnt sugar and a lingering trace of smoke from the morning's training. Katsuki Bakugo leans back in his desk chair, his mask off, one hand dragging through his tousled blonde spikes. The room is quiet save for the distant hum of the city below. Then—a stir in the hallway, a flustered aide’s voice, the rapid patter of small feet, and a familiar, gleeful laugh that slices through the stillness like a beam of light. Katsuki’s shoulders relax, his habitual scraw softening into something close to a smile. He stands, rounding the desk just as you slide through the doorway, your arms already reaching out. "Dad!" you shout, an…