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Varona Roo: The Crow Pt 3

So this part has a short mention of an attempted rape so i just wanted to give yall a little heads up before you read.

“At first it’s just dark.”

He could hear the hesitation in her voice.

“The next thing I see is a door, light peeking out from underneath. When it opens lights floods out, and suddenly I’m back. Back in that tiny, filthy house.” Bakugou watched her face turn slowly to an expression somewhere between sadness as nostalgia, and he knew exactly the place she was describing.

“The cartel house.” He said

Roo nodded solemnly. “In the background you can almost hear what sounds like Spanish novellas on tv and the crying of children, but if you try to listen closely to hear, there is only silence. That’s when he walks in.” Roo took a long pause before continuing. “One of the women taking care of us had gone missing recently and the other caretakers had become overwhelmed without her help. A man I had never met before started coming to the house a couple times a week to check up on us until a suitable replacement was found.”

Bakugou was one of the only people who knew about her past, but he realized that this story was one he hadn’t heard before.

“When he enters the room, my body starts to feel heavy, and I can hear his words reverberate in my brain over and over. ‘ven aquí, déjame ayudarte a desnudarte’ he says, and has he comes closer, I try to run but my legs won’t move, I try to scream but no sound comes out. He just gets closer and closer, and I can’t move.” Her breathing started to become heavier and faster. “then the room starts to fill up, and soon I’m up to my ankles in blood. And suddenly laying in a crumpled heap in front of me, Carlo is there, his dead eyes staring up at me,” at this point tears had begun to fall. “I can practically hear his voice call out to me. ‘it should have been you… it should have been you’. It’s all I can hear. I still can’t move, and the man is still approaching. The room starts to fill up again and soon I’m drowning in Carlos blood and I can’t- “

“Hey”

Bakugou had placed his hand on her shoulder shaking her slightly.

“You’re going to hyperventilate.” He said

Roo hadn’t realized how heavy her breathing had become, and where did these tears come from? When did she start crying?

“You don’t have to keep going if you don’t want to, ok?” Bakugou reassured her

“No, I’m okay, I promise” she said as she wiped the tears from her cheeks. She hated that she had cried in front of him.  She had never cried in front of him before. In fact, the only person she had ever cried in front of before was her father.

Bakugou had no clue what he was supposed to do. He didn’t know she was even capable of crying. Part of him wanted to comfort her and the other part wanted to yell at her to quit being such a baby. Either way, all of him was uncomfortable.

“Hey, relax a little man. I am human you know. Besides, I told you, I’m fine.” Roo had sensed his anxiety and almost felt bad for making him so uncomfortable.

‘there it is again’ Bakugou thought to himself. Roo hated awkward tension and had no qualms about confronting it head on.

Bakugou sighed and rolled his eyes, “how about you worry about yourself, crybaby.”

Roo chuckled softly, leaned back and tilted her head to look at the sky. “I cry once and suddenly I’m a crybaby? A little harsh don’t you think?”

They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes before Bakugou decided to speak up. He had too many questions not to.

“So...”

Roo sat back up in her seat and turned to look at him, but Bakugou continued to stare straight ahead.

“Who is this Carlo guy and why have you never told me about him before? In fact, this is all news to me.” His tone was almost angry.

“Aw, are you worried about me? That’s so sweet of you.” Roo teased.

“Fuck no!” Bakugou whipped his head around angrily to look at her, “You told me that I knew everything and obviously I don’t. Fuckin liar.” He seethed. “I don’t like liars, is all.”

Roo glared. “I didn’t lie to you!” her voice now just as angry as his. “You ever think that maybe there was a reason I didn’t say anything?”

“Oh yeah? Lemme hear it! It better be damn good!”

Roo hesitated.

“Come on! Out with it!”

She sighed and turned her head away from him to hide the embarrassment on her face. “It’s… it’s...”

Bakugou raised an eyebrow.

“Carlo, the dream… it’s the reason I took interest in you in the first place.”

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Varona Roo: The Crow Part 2

Just part 2. a little long winded but its alright i think. i had some trouble finding the words i wanted to convey the right feelings and atmosphere, so i hope it comes out alright.

The air outside was crisp and cool. Not cold enough to illicit goosebumps, but enough to refresh you as you walked about the campus. Roo had decided to wear a jacket over her boxer/t-shirt combo anyways. Bakugou simply went as he was, black t-shirt, long black athletic pants and flip flops, muttering about a waste of time.

Roo had decided that she wanted some air. “If you want to hear anything about my dreams, you’ll have to come with me” she had said. Of course, Bakugou complained at first, he wouldn’t be Bakugou if he didn’t, but inevitably he joined her outside for a walk around campus.

The security at the main campus was surprisingly laid back. The security made their rounds but at this point any student can get around it with good timing. In fact, the two even commented on how it might be an easy walk at this time of night.

The moon was full and bright, but the campus was quiet and dark. Just how she liked it. She felt a calm fall over her, and she took a deep breath of crisp air. She had noticed by now that the person trailing a couple steps behind her, was not as relaxed. Bakugou had become visibly more tense since leaving the dorms. Not for irritation or impatience, but rather for anxiety and anticipation. His relationship with Roo was… strange. He would sooner cut off his own tongue than say he was friends with that bitch, but at the same time, there was an unspoken respect between them. A sort of, mutual understanding. Some might even call it a sort of symbiotic tolerance.

Their day to day interactions were those of snarky remarks and the usual not so friendly banter. Bakugou was an angry egomaniac with the stuff to back it up. Anti-social and an all-around jackass. But Roo was every bit his equal. Smart, strong, witty, beautiful and not afraid to throw herself into the fire to have things her way. Roo had this uncanny ability to take an awkward situation and instantly diffuse any unease. She was shameless and as she claims, “has no filter”. She says what she thinks and means what she says. She isn’t afraid to stir up trouble in the process. All these traits make her very intimidating to people meeting her for the first time, however once you begin to talk with her, you begin to see her aura melt into that of a blooming lily. Bright, beautiful, interesting and fun. Due to the way she was raised, she is always surprising everyone with new abilities and talents.

Bakugou fucking hated it. He hated all of it. She pissed him off like nothing ever had before. She calls him by his first name, and she takes everything Bakugou throws at her in stride. Its rare that she lets herself become angry because of him, but it has happened more than once. It doesn’t help that she is so chummy with the people around him. She had become fast friends with Mina and soon Kaminari and Sero followed suit. Even Kirishima hung out with her. He couldn’t stand to see them all laughing and having a good time while she ripped everything good away from him. All he ever heard was how cool she was or how impressive she was in combat or her quirk this, her smarts that. Nobody is perfect, especially not her. If anything, he was the closest to perfection. Not to mention her alias that was brought to light during her transfer to U.A, it was if they all forgot who she was.

She isn’t all that.

He came to truly realize that after the first time they fought one on one in a class sparring match.

It took a while, and lots of spilled rage from Bakugou, but soon after the match, they began to interact differently when they were alone. Thing took a more serious tone, but somehow still casual. They would speak about fighting, what it means to be a hero. They would discuss strength and weakness and right and wrong. It was by no means a friendly change, but it did begin to bring them closer to understanding the kind of people they were. As time moved on, they began to use each other as a sort of confessional. Somewhere to go to get advice, and talk about serious issues. Whatever their relationship had become, there was an unspoken trust between them. Neither of them let on about any of it to the people around them, and they didn’t bother with thinking about it until it was upon them. Once it was over and they had finished their talking, life resumed normally. Of course, their day to day antics were unchanged, “not so friendly but in the same circle of friends” friends.

Before they knew it, they had become each other’s go-to person for advice or serious business. Bakugou began to really let down his wall when Roo confided in him the history of her life. The only other people who knew anything were All Might and Principle Nezu. The secret of her past was not kept out of shame or fear, but simply because she didn’t believe that telling people her story was worth it. She had told him that “it would only bring more trouble to those who heard it. So, if it isn’t necessary to tell, then its simply better not to.”. Or so she had said. He still wondered if that was how she truly felt. Still, they were by no means friends. Simply people assisting other people every once in a blue moon.

And if that sentiment were true, tonight’s moon had to be quite blue.

The two had been walking in silence for quite a while before they came to a stop at a bench. They then continued to sit in more silence. Soon it simply became more than Bakugou could take. This night had been full of fucking silence. He was done with silence.

“Enough with the procrastination! I thought we came out here to talk!” Bakugou growled.

“I was wondering when you would lose that nice composure you’ve had all night.” Roo mused.

Bakugou opened his mouth to let fly a string of profanities, but Roo spoke up before he had the chance.

“The dream. The… nightmare…” Roo said. “It’s the same every time.”

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Varona Roo: The Crow Part 1

So this is based around an OC ive been developing for a loooong time, (not specifically for bnha or something like that) and this was born from a need to get something down in writing. The Crow chapters will mostly be an introduction to her character and her dynamics within the universe. I hope you like it, and if you dont, sorry man.

Ringing in her head

Then dark

More ringing

Now some faint light

The ringing is fading

Then Mina

Blurry Mina

Then sound

“Roo! Can you hear me?? Are you okay?? Say something!”

Then bright, clear……loud…. Mina.

Roo was sat straight up in her bed, sweat dripping down her temples and back. Her chest was heavy and her lungs ached. Had she been hyperventilating? By the time she got around to responding, Uraraka had arrived from 2 rooms over.

“Is everything okay? I heard screaming.” Uraraka looked at Mina, and then in Roo’s direction with a worried expression.

“I think she had another nightmare. I woke up to the sound of screaming coming from next door so I ran in to see if she was ok, and she was just sitting up in bed with her eyes closed, just screaming and crying…. I think she has finally relaxed a little now…” Mina turned to the girl in her arms. “Can you hear me now Roo?”

There was a pause, one just long enough to make it worrying, then Roo finally spoke.

“I’m okay. I’m fine now.” She said, as she nonchalantly wiped her tears and snot on her sheets. “Just a stupid nightmare. I’m really sorry I woke you guys up again, all over a dumb dream.” The two other girls visibly relaxed upon hearing her speak. However, there was obviously still worry in their hearts.

“You know these nightmares aren’t turning out to be as ‘rare’ as you made them out to be when you told us about them.” Mina said, “Not as ‘minor’ either”. Her expression had changed subtly from ‘worried’ to ‘suspicious’.

Uraraka, the peacemaker and sweet girl that she was, chimed in too, hoping to soften the mood. “You know Roo, I know we don’t know a lot about you or your life before you U.A, but we are your friends. If you ever want to talk about these kinds of things, we’re here for you.” She gave such a genuine smile, Roo’s heart nearly melted. “Totally! That’s what friends are for right?! You can always count on us!” Mina cheered.

In that moment, Roo thought to herself, that she really wished someone would have told her sooner, about the joys of friendship and camaraderie.

“I appreciate it girls, honestly, I really do, but I’m alright. It was just a dream. I just needed a minute to shake it off. I’m good as new I promise. The best help you can be to me now is to stop any of the other girls who might’ve come to check on me too. Just tell them I’m all better and off to sleep again.”

Mina and Uraraka still didn’t believe her completely quite yet, but were confident enough that leaving really was the best thing they could do for her right now. They said their goodnights and promised to stop any late-night snoopers from coming around, and soon the 4th floor was dead quiet once again.

Roo had a love-hate relationship with silence. 90% of the time, she couldn’t stand it. She needed something going on in the background at least. Some sort of white noise to keep her comfortable. But right now, she enjoyed her silence.

She pulled her dorm curtains aside and let the light of the full moon spill into her home. She sat comfortably in its cold embrace. Roo wasn’t a fan of natural light. She avoided going outside whenever she could (due also in part to her laziness and disinterest of the world outside her room). Daylight was hot in the air and warm on her skin but as she feels it move through her it feels uncomfortable, out of place. Artificial light was (in Roo’s opinion) the greatest achievement of mankind. Artificial lighting had no negative or positive effects on her so it’s an obvious choice over the unsettling daylight. Perhaps it was due to her childhood, the way she grew up. However, she had a feeling it would’ve turned out like this anyways. But moonlight. She had a special place in her heart for moonlight. It was cold and pure and she felt cleansed under its light. It was beautiful and regal, awe-inspiring and impossibly powerful. The light never hurt her eyes, and she could walk among the shadows peacefully, the night was her favorite time of day. She often thought that if it were nighttime for almost all of the day, she might be more of an outdoors person than she currently is.

She sat, in that, oh-so-rarely peaceful silence, and listened to her heartbeat, listened as it slowed over time, bringing her back to a normal resting rhythm. Then she continued to listen. To count the beats, to listen for anything off beat… there was none… she became a little uneasy, she was finding less and less things to distract herself with. All she wanted was the peaceful silence, under the moon, and not to think about the dream she had just awoken from.

Her wish was granted to her in the form of a knock on her door. She threw on some boxer shorts (she thinks they make good pajama bottoms) and a ridiculously oversized t-shirt on (she only likes oversized t-shirts, she says they are far more comfortable that way) and slowly made her way to the door to see who had come.

Be careful what you wish for

“Katsuki”

“I told you to stop using my first name. We aren’t friends.”

“And we never will be with that attitude”

Bakugou snarled at the lazy sarcasm rolling off her tongue.

Roo lounged lazily against the door frame.

“So Katsuki, if we aren’t friends, why the fuck are you at my door at…” Roo looked to her phone to check the time, “3:09 in the fuckin morning?”. Bakugou rolled his eyes and sneered down at the girl, who sneered right back.

“I heard some pathetic fuck screaming like a baby earlier. I thought id come see who it was.”

The energy between them suddenly went from sarcastic and cheeky, to calm and subdued. Roo looked up at Bakugou, his eyes were softer and less… well, Bakugou. It was clear they had entered the neutral zone. Roo took a deep breath and sighed, then moved aside so Bakugou could come in. They locked eyes for a split second, before Bakugou silently entered the room.

The door clicked shut behind them and Bakugou took a seat in her desk chair while Roo went and sat on the edge of her bed. Silent moments passed as they each sat in quiet contemplation. Bakugou finally broke the somehow comfortable silence between them.

“Another nightmare.”

Roo sat quietly, gazing out the window at the moon. Obviously, she wasn’t trying to answer him.

“Don’t even try. I know it was. Hell, everybody in the dorm knew it! You’re not exactly fooling us by screaming at the top of your lungs every other week.”

Bakugou waited. He found himself waiting longer than he should be. Roo hadn’t said a word, and was simply looking out the window, quietly picking at her fingers. She was acting differently this time. Usually by now she would’ve said some witty line or begun her rant about how “so fucking tired of this bullshit” she was. But she was still sitting silently. All that could be heard in the room was their hushed breathing, and the clicking of her long fingernails.

Bakugou decided that he had been plenty generous in his allocation of time and took a deep breath, then sighed as he stood up and walked to the window. He looked around, trying to find what could possibly be so interesting out there. He continued to look as he began to speak.

“It’s the same one every time, right? Your dream?”

This time he was able to get a quiet “yeah” out of her.

“Are you finally gonna tell me about it?”

Bakugou had now spotted the moon.

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My username is not a joke, my bio is not a joke

I am ashamed of myself 24/7

As I should be

I'm really just all around trash

Please dont tell my family

Dont disappoint them any more than they already are

Kthanks