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Be a Nobody, but make it fashion. Black coats are so last season.

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How to Lose Outside Time

Bakugou x Reader

Trigger warning: attempted sexual assault by random evil man, non-sexual choking of said evil man by Bakugou

The one time that Bakugou’s not near you is when you look too good to be at the club without him. You become a target and Bakugou has to make sure you’ll never be one again. This is the story of why Bakugou became your guard dog.

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Bakugou swears that you lost privileges to be out in public spaces with a guarantee of potentially dangerous men. Not that it’s your fault, he’d never blame you for being so attractive that randoms come up to you for ill intentions. He was just paranoid after one to many incidents of him having to hold back from killing someone.

His last straw was when you attended a couple of friends at the club. You told him that he couldn’t go because it was a girls night. Just seeing your outfit, approved by your friends, made him have to adjust his pants. He didn’t want to imagine how other people would think about it.

There wasn’t much he could do about it since he couldn’t make it either way. He had some serious paperwork that he had been putting off. He just had to trust that his fight training, that you didn’t listen to, would keep you safe.

His heart was pounding from anxiety after you left. Two hours in he decided to FaceTime you. He just wanted to make sure you were alright. Then he’d get back to his incredibly boring paper work.

He almost broke his pen when you didn’t immediately answer. Thankfully, by the fourth ring, your face was on his screen.

You were okay, smiling at your friends before you looked down at your phone. He felt relief but also embarrassed for overreacting.

You went close to the mic and yelled over the music.

“Hold on! I’m gonna find a quieter spot!”

He watched as you walked to a more secluded side of the club. You set the camera up on a decorative table to point towards your outfit.

“Look, I fucking ripped my shirt.”

He chocked on his spit at the placement of the rip. The rip was running down the round of your chest, stopping just before your bra. This couldn’t be trouble.

“Fuck, when are you coming home? I’m worried that some extra might fall in love with that rip.”

He’s only a quarter joking. You didn’t seem to notice that he was serious as you laughed.

“I’ll just have to sew it, nothing too serious. I’m sure nobody will fall deeply in love with me because of a tear from-“

“Hey, pretty lady!”

His heart dropped to his feet at the sound of a sleazy, most likely drunk, male voice. It seems you were pretty caught off guard too. Your body language changed to a stiff, closed off stance. It was obvious that you didn’t want anything to do with this drunk fuck. Unfortunately, the drunk fuck didn’t seem to care.

“Shouldn’t you be ouuuut there paaaaartying?! This song is pwerfect for some grinding.”

Bakugou didn’t even realize that he was out of his seat with his car keys in hand. His fists clenched by his side. Nothing he said would be heard over the music, especially since you had stood so far away from the phone to avoid the man.

“I’m taken, you fucking creep. Go grind with a girl who’s drunk enough to blur out your disgusting face.”

The drunk fuck clicks his tongue as his face contorts into a snare. He clenches his fists and tries to close the gap. You step back further to avoid him.

“You bitch, watch your fucking mouth! All I waass doing was trying to showww you a fuwn time.”

“Fuck you and your fun time. I don’t consider contracting AIDS as a fun time.”

Speeding isn’t something that Bakugou finds himself doing very often. He follows the law more than others would like to admit. As soon as he slammed the door to the car, his keys were in the engine and he was going three times the speed limit. The club wasn’t far from the house you two were temporarily staying in for his business trip. It was maybe 3 minute drive. At his speed he could cut it down to a minute.

“You got an attitude on you, whore. I’m done asking nicely. There’s a bathroom around the corner where no one goeeees. Come with me willing or I’ll drag you there by your neck!”

“If anyone’s a whore here it’s you. Fuck off and get a life.”

You reach for your pepper spray in your pocket only to realize that it was gone. Hiding the immediate panic in your face was barely achievable. You must’ve dropped it at some point.

Biting your lip, you quickly scanned for exits. You were reached the end of the small hallway. He stalked towards you agonizingly slow. It was definitely to scare you. He smirked, he wanted to make you feel powerless.

Your options were limited and reliant on chance.

You could fight him and hope that he’s drunk enough to loose. Unlikely, this man was much bigger than you. You probably should’ve listened to Katsuki’s fighting lessons.

You could plead for him to leave you alone. You almost laughed, you’d rather die.

Maybe you could run around him? Fuck, he’d grab you immediately.

You were completely and utterly screwed.

Nevertheless, you kept a brave face. The only option is to fight back and hope for the best.

Just as you put your shaking hands up, you were pushed over. Damn, you REALLY should start lifting weights.

A yelp snapped open your eyes. You hadn’t even realized that they were closed. Specs clouded your vision from how hard you shut your eyes. You could still pick up the violent scene happening before you.

Your fiancée was here, beating the shit out of the drunk fuck. It wasn’t just a knock out to get him out of the way. The punches were so heavy that you could hear the guy’s bones crunching. He picked your harasser up and slammed him against the wall. Two hands, knuckles turning white, choked the barely conscious, very much crying, man. His grip wasn’t letting up even as the guy’s face turned an unnatural color.

Fuck, he’s gonna kill him.

You jerked to your feet so hard that you tripped over them. You caught yourself and ran towards Katsuki. You wrapped your hands around his bulging biceps to try to pull his fingers from the guys throat.

“Katsuki! You’ll kill him!”

A look you’ve never seen from him forced tears down your cheek. You’ve seen him furious but never like this. He showed no signs of remorse, his head seemed to be clouded with only one goal. Kill.

“He’s gonna die, please Katsuki!” You pleaded.

“Good.”

The man started to loose the light in his eyes. You had to do something quick or else Katsuki would murder a random dude.

You grabbed your fiancé’s face gently, running your fingers across his cheeks.

“Shouldn’t you be asking me if I’m okay?”

His jaw unclenched and for the first time tonight as his eyes met yours. It’s like he gained consciousness again when he saw the tears streaming down your flushed cheeks. He dropped the guy, ignoring his coughing and gasping for air.

You grabbed his hand and began to lead him out of the building. You could talk about this right now but you figured it would be a better conversation for tomorrow. He was offaly quiet, scared of how you’d react to his brutality. His eyes widened as you laughed.

“You wouldn’t believe who I ran into at the bar! You remember that hilarious guy we met in the coffee shop three months ago? Well, I thought he was hilarious. You thought he was corny-“

As you rambled on about everything good about the night, relaxation came faster than both of you could’ve known. Such an easy conversation after such a crazy event. You even made him laugh at your ridiculous comments.

You didn’t much care that you lost your rights of being unguarded. As long as Katsuki was in your life then everything would be okay. Even if you were locked up with him while he did his stupid paperwork.

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Horikoshi sketch for the Vigilante anime!

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Shooting storms in low light, there are moments when the darkness hides everything. Then a single flash of lightning illuminates the entire structure from within.

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Satou - official birthday icon

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Making a shitty one-page RPG called Oh Shit It’s the Killer. The premise is simple: you’re a high schooler spending the weekend in the woods with your besties. The Killer is there also. He is trying to the Kill you

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like there was no reason for the official tcm tiktok account to get this freaky with it

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the insane experience of missing a fictional character . like you can always go back and reread the book , replay the game , rewatch the show or movie , you can always go back & see them , but you can never experience them & their story for the first time again . its absurd to miss them because they'll always be there , but you'll miss when there were still new things for them to say .

for a small time they were real & growing and changing and you hung onto every new word, but now all they can do is repeat the same story forever&ever & they're not real anymore because you know everything they're going to do. & you miss them. its fucked man...

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Introducing your new favorite animal of the deep—the wonderful whalefish.

Whalefish live in the inky depths below 3,000 feet called the midnight zone. Their eyes are poorly developed and small—in fact, they lack lenses and are not even capable of forming images. Instead, they rely on a network of sensory pores to feel vibrations in the water and allow the whalefish to detect when predators or prey are near.

Like many deep-sea animals, whalefishes have a brilliant reddish coloration. Red light doesn’t travel far in seawater and can’t penetrate into the deep sea, so anything red appears black. This intense red color helps a whalefish disappear into the darkness to ambush unsuspecting prey or avoid a hungry predator.

Most research on these fishes has been based on specimens collected by deep-water trawl nets. MBARI’s remotely operated vehicles very rarely encounter these obscure fishes. In the more than 30,000 hours of video MBARI’s ROVs have recorded, we’ve logged just 16 observations. But each time we see one, we get a chance to learn more about this remarkable resident of the ocean’s midnight zone.

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one thing about me is that I'm looking stuff up. you mentioned something and I don't know it? I am pulling out my phone and googling that shit. an actor? theoretical physics? a world leader? a vocabulary word? I am on the wikipedia page as we speak