#[ AS FOR KATSU THOUGH... /sweats nervously ]

[unladylikc]

//I know we haven't really built up a proper ship, but I want Vivi to have this before hiatus!

Katsu snickered as he placed her glasses back on her face. While his face was close to hers, he stole a kiss from her lips. @katsu-at-the-bottom

                    BIRTHDAY ASKS. » still accepting!

     The moment he slides her glasses back on, Vivian’s vision finally returns, to the point where Katsu’s face no longer appeared blurry; still, she didn’t really have much time to feel relief, because before she could even catch her breath, that snickering menance would subsequently swoop in, stealing her first kiss. As it was so sudden, however, she could only let out a muffled squeak as her hands instinstinctively bunched the fabric around his back into small fistfuls.

     Of course, he whole entire time, Vivian couldn’t help but wonder what she had done for this situation to escalate until their lips were pressed together? All she requested was for him to continue holding her, really... yet even with this being the case, she would slowly return the kiss, sinking into the warmth of his mouth as her eyelids helplessly fluttered shut. Why, in the end, she too wasn’t immune to three dimensional men.

     The moment he pulls back, on the other hand, Vivian would then proceed to peer up at him with a pout and a prominent blush dusting across her cheeks.

     “Jeez... if I had been a stereotypical anime girl, I would have totally slapped you, you know?” she’ll huff. “Anyways, that was my first kiss... so you better take responsibility!”

@katsu-at-the-bottom ( continued from here )

[ssplague]

Just thinking about…

ALPHA BAKUGOU & his “late bloomer” OMEGA GIRLFRIEND 🌬🥀

Rated M

*Will be releasing part 2 of this (scheming scumbag Katsu will make a brief appearance in that one, he’s just ultra horny for ya in this one)

Part 2

👉🏼👌🏽

-You��re the only omega in not just 1-A but the entire 2nd year class, that has yet to of suffered through gotten their ♨️HEAT♨️

-At the ripe age of 13 (some even younger than that) omegas around you fell victim to had all started getting it.

-You nervously waited for it to be your turn.

-Age 13 came and went

- You still hadn’t gotten it

- The next three years passed by in a similar fashion

-Your mother and fellow omega friends consistently reassured you that these things tend to happen, always saying “You’re just a late bloomer ________, it’ll come soon” as they gave your shoulders a squeeze or a soft pat to your pretty little head

-One person in particular was sweating (pun not intended) this fact much more than you were: That person being an Alpha and your closest childhood friend (He’d seen to it); Katsuki Bakugou.

-God, how he dreamed of the day you’d finally present 💝 This thought fueled a long awaited fantasy he’d imagined since his rut first hit.

Closing his eyes he pictures himself entering your house, heading straight towards your bedroom door. Swiftly opening it, he’d find you naked with your back arched, ass poised high in the air, pussy glistening with slick as you look back at him. Begging with your eyes, pleading as his name falls from your lips. Any shred of dignity long forgotten and replaced with a desperate need only for him.

-He’d reassured you over and over again that you were the only one for him and he’d wait as long as he needed to.

-As of late, Katsuki was getting restless, tired of only fucking your throat or his fist.

-Don’t get me wrong, he’s had a fair amount of pussy (Unbeknownst to his pretty little omega)

-What more would you expect from such a good looking boy like him?

-He’d run through each of them, all reaching the same outcome; Fucking the girl dumb as he desperately pretended each one was you, leaving them sore and aching, watching him flush the condom as he went.

-With those wild oats sewn, he’d finally gotten around to confessing his feelings and asking to court you.

-You’d been overjoyed to accept.

-In the past; His mother and yours made sure to keep you two completely separate during his ruts.

-Now with you two residing in the school dorms, they weren’t capable of doing this anymore, now it had been your stupid friends.

-Unaware of it yet, lady luck smiled on Katsuki this Friday as school came to an end, a majority of your classmates were going out for a beach bonfire this weekend.

A fresh wave of irritation spread throughout him as he felt the last of the suppressants he’d swallowed this morning burning out of his system. Collecting his things he was intent on hurrying back to his room to lock himself in; He’d already decided which of the many cumshot videos (all featuring you of course 💦😜) to watch as his rut fully began. When suddenly you appeared in front of him, “Geez ‘Suki you were hard to catch up with!”. He gave you the most relaxed smile he could muster as he said “Or maybe you are just too damn slow, gotta speed up pretty girl”. You rolled your eyes and giggled at that.

Then the following conversation took place:

So you still plan on staying back this weekend right? Everyone’s taking off around ten, guess they’ll be gone till Sunday evening.

I already told you that dumbass, and I’m aware.

Well…I’m staying behind too, so….if you aren’t busy maybe we can-

Just come to my room princess, I’ll see you later though okay? I really need to head in

-He felt bad for leaving you hanging like that, but it was better than what would have happened if he didn’t. Besides, it would be better to jump your bones for the first time without an audience.

-You watched him run off, feeling more down then when you’d first approached him.

Originally, you planned on going with the rest of your class, but for the last two days you hadn’t felt right…Strange feelings were continuously coming and going all throughout your body and mind. At least Katsuki had agreed to spend time with you though, he always made you feel better. According to him that was his job as YOUR ALPHA. Bidding your classmates good bye and telling them to have a safe trip, you set off towards your dorm. Once inside; The two words echoed around repeatedly in your head, making your heart thump and your thighs clench.

It was an hour after that when you began not feeling quite right…not right at all ♨️

[jean-kayak]

Anon Request: Something about getting my clothes ripped off and fucked senseless just makes me 🤤

Can I request hc’s of Prohero!Bakugo, Shinsou, Aizawa, and Kirishima going feral on their black gf or wife and they rip a hole in her clothes or fully rip her clothes off before fucking her? Sis was wearing some yoga pants and doing downward dog that made her wagon look fantastic or she was in a cute outfit just vibing on the couch and when she looks up to her bae like “Hi, baby ☺️” and he just loses it on her.

I just love it when men are seduced by something so simple

A/N: Anon, it makes me feel the same way lmfao, hope you like it!

Characters: Prohero!Bakugou Katsuki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta, Kirishima Eijirou

💥He had so much frustration pent up from work, mostly because of the annoying wannabe villains he had to deal with that gave him a ton of paperwork that he needed to do

💥You were currently making dinner, music filling the kitchen as you danced around trying out a new pound cake recipe

💥You don't hear the door slam, and he cringes slightly, glad that you didn't hear it cause he knows you'll get his ass for it

💥He follows the music into the kitchen, his frustration starting to seep away when he sees your figure dancing, still in the outfit you wore today

💥But then his eyes fall on the mint green mini skirt you're wearing, and he's walking into the kitchen in about five steps

💥His heavy steps can be heard over the music, and you turn to greet him, and you yelp softly when he crowds you against the counter

💥His big hands instantly run under your skirt, making you gasp softly. "Tough day at work?"

💥"You don't even know." Then he's gripping the fabric and ripping it in half

💥"Katsu, I really liked that skirt," you whine, but your words get caught in your throat when he moves the crotch of your underwear over, sliding two fingers into you, making you grip the counter

💥He smirks as he watches your wetness coat him quickly as he moves his fingers in and out of you, your moans becoming louder than the music

💥You're about to say something when he slides them out, but then your top half is forced onto the counter as he spreads your legs before sliding into you

💥You don't even get to roll your eyes back before he pulling back out and slamming back into you, his pace making your legs give out

💥He catches you, keeping his relentless pace, his dick hitting your g-spot with every thrust, making you see stars

💥"Such a good wife, letting me use you like the cocksleeve you are," he grunts, his pace seeming to increase, and you have no choice but to drop your head against the counter as he uses you

💥He throws his head back when your walls clamp around him, your moans completely eclipsing the music as you cum

💥He thrusts into a few more times before he's tensing up and cumming inside of you with a low groan

💥He rubs over your back as you come down from your high, and you turn your head to look at him

💥"You feel better?"

🟣He was about to head out, on his way to work to start his shift

💥"Yeah, I do," he replies smugly, smacking your ass lightly after he pulls out

💥"Good. You owe me a new skirt."

🟣He turns around as he gets to the door, his eyes widening when he sees you

🟣"Wait, before you go, I want to show you something."

🟣"It's an outfit I've been thinking about for a while, but I don't know, what do you think?"

🟣You nervously hold your arms out as his eyes run down your figure

🟣You're wearing a low-cut top, a mini leather skirt, and knee-high socks, and he feels his feet move on their own accord being guided by his other head

🟣"Do you like it?" you ask hesitantly, moving back until he's got you against the wall, and with the closeness, you can see that look in his eyes

🟣His hands start to rub up your body as he smirks. "I love it," he emphasizes  before working your skirt over your ass, grabbing a handful into his palm

🟣"Toshi, what about work?" you start, but make no move to stop him, and he scoffs as he starts to move down

🟣"You expect me to go to work with you dressed like this?" He's pulling your thong down your legs as he makes his way to his knees

🟣You don't even get a chance to respond, he starts eating you out with so much energy that he has to grip your legs in order to keep you from falling

🟣You almost cum from that alone when he slides his fingers into you, but then he's taking his mouth of you and rising to his feet

🟣You're barely catching your breath and he's already sliding into you and thrusting into you, making your brain go numb

🟣He can't get to your chest because your shirt is tucking into your skirt, so he takes the fabric, tearing it down the middle and shoving your bra down before latching his mouth on your nipples

🟣You don't even register the tearing, just constant strings of pleasure from him ramming into that sensitive spot inside you, and his teeth pulling at all of the sensitive spots on your neck and chest

🟣He rubs over your clit, instantly making you cum, and when your back arches, he sucks even harder on your nipple, groaning around it as he cums after you

🟣"You tore my shirt," you say in between breaths

🟣He raises his eyebrows, his eyes widening like this is new information. "Was it new?"

🧣He was complaining that his body was sore, so you decided to show him some new yoga positions

🟣"No, but that's not the point."

🟣"I'll get you another one."

🧣You move your head down, looking between your arms and legs

🧣He's standing behind you as you move into the downward dog position, but you don't hear him moving

🧣"You're not doing anything," you comment, and you can't see his face

🧣"I'm watching to make sure I do it right."

🧣"Uh-huh," you respond after you roll your eyes, staying in the same position for a few more seconds

🧣You move into the child pose, resting your head on the mat as you sigh at the tension being released from your lower back

🧣Your head shoots up when you feel hands rubbing over your ass and your thighs, turning your head to see that your husband is on his knees behind you, his gaze burning into your ass

🧣"You're not doing the moves!" you chastise, and he gives you a distracted shrug

🧣"You look like you need them more than me." You frown because he was the one that asked you, and you're about to say that but then he grips the waistband of your leggings. "Let me help."

🧣Your breath hitches when he quickly pulls down your underwear and leggings, completely exposing you to the cool air, and he rubs soft circles on your back as he circles your entrance with his finger

🧣His eyes go dark as you start to buck back against his fingers, and you gasp when he flips you over, his sweats and underwear already pushed down his thighs

🧣There's nothing but a hungry look in his eyes and he removes your clothes with so much aggression that he ends up ripping them, throwing them to the side haphazardly

🧣"Shouta!" You're about to scold him but then he's pushing your legs up to your chest and slamming into you, making a scream replace the words that were going to come out of your mouth

🧣You're not going to last long with him pounding into you like there's no tomorrow as he seems to be hitting every nerve ending in your body

🧣He feels his climax approaching fast too, pushing your legs closer to your chest as he moves faster in and out of you, both of you cumming at the same time, Aizawa fucking you through both of your highs

🧣"You ripped my leggings, Aizawa," you say, annoyed

🧣"Well, if you saw the view I had, you would understand why," he explains, letting your legs fall around him

🔴He came home from a long day of work, just wanting to go sleep, and he walks into your room wanting to see you before he gets in the shower

🧣You give him an unimpressed look. "But you're buying me new ones anyway."

🧣"Only because they make your ass look great."

🔴His eyes trail down your body as he walks over to you, but he stops in his tracks when he sees your ass peeking out from under his shirt you're wearing

🔴You don't notice that he's walked into the room, and he finds you laying on your stomach, scrolling through your phone

🔴You jump softly when you feel someone moving you, turning to see your husband standing behind you as he turns you to that your legs are hanging off the bed

🔴"You scared me, babe," but he doesn't hear you because as soon as he lifts your shirt up, his eyes go dark and he feels blood rush south

🔴You're wearing Red Riot panties. He didn't even know this was a thing, but he can't help but bite his lips at the sight

🔴He's always loved the way his hero merch looked against your brown skin, wearing anything Red Riot related always got him riled up

🔴And this time is no different

🔴He steps in between your legs, spreading them out before running his fingers over your folds through the fabric, making you drop your phone

🔴He trails his fingers from your folds to your clit and back down, watching the fabric turn a darker red with your slick

🔴He's starting to have a hard time holding back, and he ends up ripping your panties almost to pieces before sliding his fingers in, making you moan loudly at the sudden intrusion

🔴He tries to stretch you out as quickly as he can, not wanting to wait any longer, sliding his fingers out of you before getting rid of his pants

🔴You try to question what started all this, even though you're not complaining, but he starts sliding into you, and you lose all ability to speak

🔴He gives you a few shallow thrusts to help you adjust to him, but once he gets past that, he's grabbing your hips and pounding into you as hard as he can

🔴Your mouth falls open as you claw at the sheets, your eyes squeezing such as overwhelming pleasure courses through your body

🔴A loud rip brings you back momentarily, but then you're being pulled up by your shoulder, and he gropes one of your boobs as he pulls you flush against his chest, his pace relentless

🔴"E-Eiji--fuck," anything else you try to say is garbled, and your body goes taut as you cum around him, his basically feral pace bringing you to your orgasm incredibly fast before your body goes limp

🔴He cums not even a few seconds after you, carefully laying you back down on the bed, your body feeling like jelly

🔴"You ripped everything I was wearing," you say, your words partially muffled by the sheets, and he chuckles softly

🔴"You have underwear with my name on it?"

🔴So that's what it was. "Well, not anymore."

[mindninjax]

Should I post another sneaky peek of Farmer Katsu?

I think I will. Have the scene where we first meet him. Also it’s unedited 😬

The person outside is clearly annoyed, judging by the additional bang on the door before you open it. You’re eighty percent sure it isn’t Shouta or Hizashi.

When you open the door, all you see is a broad chest. It’s a large man, towering over you with golden sun kissed skin and hair the color of hay. His arms are large and the muscles flex as he crosses them over his chest. Huge pecs peak over the neckline of the white tank top he wears and it clings to his lithe slim waist that makes you think he may have been some sort of athlete. He’s very handsome standing there in jeans hanging on his hips and showcasing a sliver of skin that hints at abs under his shirt. What’s this guy doing here?

He’s snarling at you, looking down on you with the tip of his nose pointed in the air. His teeth and gums under his furled lip glisten in the morning sun. He looks like an angry giant with furrowed brows and piercing red eyes as he bores down on you. If you didn’t know any better, you could swear you see smoke come out of his nose when he huffs impatiently.

He studies you closely when you open the door. His eyes scan over your body slowly, moving up and down your frame and as they do his lip only curls up in disgust more. It’s like he’s looking at vermin and it instantly makes you self conscious. You still have a bed head and puffy sleep filled eyes.

When he doesn’t speak, you lean forward and ask, “Hi, can I… umm help you with something?” You speak politely, though it still holds the confusion and annoyance of his banging on your door.

“You the new owner?” he grunts at you and his voice is deep, rough, growley almost like an animal.

You blink and take a step back at his intensity. Why is he here? Why is he asking about you? Do you need to grab a weapon or something? Is he going to hurt you? He looks so angry and disgusted with you and you wrack your brain for if you’ve ever seen this man before and done some kind of wrong to him.

When you can’t, you stammer “Umm...I guess you can say that. Sorry, who’d you say you were?” you ask. He looks offended, like he knows you know he didn’t say who he was before showing up randomly at your house and banging on your door like a crazed lunatic.

He rolls his eyes then sucks a scoff through his teeth. “Tsk, Well yer nothin’ to go nuts over.”

There’s a slight pause. Is he being serious? Adrenaline pumps through your veins, your heart thumps nervously in your chest, bile rises in your throat, but you swallow it down.

“W..What?”

“Everybody’s losin’ their shit and talkin’ bout the new city girl who just moved in. You ain’t nothin’ special. You’ll be just like the others,” he continues, gesturing to you and waving an unbothered hand.

What you thought was bile in your throat turns out to be burning anger and again you try to stifle it. First impressions are everything, even if this guy sucks.

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about but-”

His huffing hot breath, whooshing out from his flared nostrils interrupts you. He leans down to get close to your face. You can smell the mint gum on his breath, can see the hints of glistening sweat on his brow and the intensity in his eyes. He looks you up and down again, staring at your tits in the bralette and sheer shirt, then smacks his lips in disgust again.

“Tsk, I give you a month. You’ll be gone in a month.” He says it more to himself than to you, almost as if he’s reassuring himself of something.

Before you can say anything in response, he spins around on his heel and stomps across your yard to his dark green truck. He slams the door shut, starts it and drives away, leaving you standing in the doorway dumbfounded.

[grither55]

The Princess and the Peasant - (An Azula Epic) - Chapter 140 - Predator

The three highborn women of Team Azula trudged after Silah and their young friend with their paranoid eyes never leaving the woman's back.

Zoi stared on out of the corner of her eye at Jaran's lifeless face with a visible flicker of rage in her eyes.

And it wasn't just that the monster stole her glory.

No.

It truly revolted her to witness such a powerful warrior be reduced…

To being nothing more than this demented woman's doll!

Ty Lee walked with her unnerved brown-gray eyes trying not to look at the warrior king eerily striding like a protective sentinel behind his twisted master.

As Azula strode behind her handmaid with her callous amber golden eyes glaring from over the girl's small shoulder at her enemy.

Her gaze shifted over the puppet once again with her brilliant gaze expressing a sliver of frustration.

'Where are the cables? Is it possible…that she can control him without them?' Azula thought with her burning gaze staring back at the man's lifeless face in analyzation.

Only for her icy eyes to burn with even greater fury when the woman turned to gaze at her from over her shoulder.

Silah gazed back at the face of the glaring princess with a conceited smirk still adorning her lips.

And throughout it all Azula's cold amber golden eyes stared furiously back at her with fire nearly spewing from her pursed lips.

Zoi still glared on from where she walked beside her leader with her own golden eyes expressing a similar frustration.

"What's wrong Azula? Can't figure out how he operates?" Silah asked in a sickeningly taunting voice as she smiled darkly back at the princess's hateful glaring face.

And that was all it took for the two firebenders to stare on with a spark of a helpless rage in their eyes.

The meaning of the taunt was loud and clear.

There was more to the puppeteer's operation than just simple cables!

Only for the hunter to let out another soft chuckle as she reveled in their helplessness before she turned to stride ahead once more.

Azula and Zoi were left standing with their eyes glaring at the woman's back.

Ty Lee swallowed in unease.

As she shivered while watching the lifeless man walk so rigidly after the monstrous woman.

Until the trio was forced to resume their walk not even a second later when their young friend continued to nervously follow after the woman.

Elle padded along with her fearful amber eyes gazing up at Jaran's expressionless face.

Only for a chill to shoot down her spine when she found herself gazing up into lifeless light green eyes.

As Jaran strode perpetually in silence like a machine behind the woman in perfect sync with her.

Almost as if…he moved with her mind alone!

"Y-you know how creepy that corpse doll is right?" Elle questioned in a rightfully shaken voice as her highborn friends followed over her shoulders.

The three Fire Nation women stared out from behind the girl with ever present vigilance in their defensive eyes.

Only for Silah to pause in her step as she turned to smile over her shoulder at the young girl's trembling face.

And that was all it took for the glares of Team Azula to intensify as the woman smiled down at their innocent friend's unnerved countenance.

"Y-yeah. You know." Elle muttered with a bead of sweat making its way down her cheek as she averted her eyes from the woman's haunting gaze.

And even though she was completely and utterly terrified of her.

And quite frankly trying her hardest not to wet herself in her presence.

Even though she knew that the woman was unrepentantly evil.

She couldn't help but feel deeply saddened by the immeasurable loneliness that she could feel radiating from her very being.

It was a loneliness that surpassed that of even Naoki and Katsu.

And she realized that was what made her different from her brother.

Deep down inside…this woman was unspeakably lonely.

Her sorrowful amber eyes glanced down at the ground as she resumed her walk while she listened to the sound of her friend's footfalls sticking closely behind her.

Zoi's watchful golden eyes stared piercingly back at the pale woman's smirking face as she walked with her silver hair flowing freely behind her.

"You keep your eyes off her or I'll cut them out." Zoi stated in a frighteningly protective voice with her scarily focused warrior gaze remaining on her enemy's chuckling visage.

As Elle trembled in appreciation as she trudged forward with Azula looming over her from the other direction.

Azula stared on with her amber golden eyes expressing a possessively violent glare.

And so, it went as Elle padded ahead with Zoi hovering on one side of her almost like a vigilant mother.

And Azula towering over her petite frame on her left.

And Ty Lee walking directly behind her with her intimidated yet guarding brown-gray eyes watching the woman's every move.

All three women stared around closely as they observed that Silah was heading into the streets of Hari Bulkan towards the path to the overlooking peaks above.

"I…I am not going to lie to you Silah. You…scare the life out of me. You…you remind me of this horror movie I once saw called Tourist Trap…come to life." Elle commented in a disquieted voice as she walked with her amber eyes gazing ahead anxiously.

Azula resisted the urge to slap a hand over her forehead over the girl's foolish mistake of admitting openly that she feared the woman.

And just like that the three women could only gaze on with wary expressions in their eyes when the woman's almost too perfect looking face turned to gaze back at the girl once more.

And if they didn't know any better.

The woman's eyes almost looked pleased with what she had just been told!

And yet…there was a flicker of curiosity in the woman's dark green eyes that had not been there a moment prior.

"A movie? What…is a movie?" Silah inquired with a sliver of inquisitiveness breaking through her detached voice while she ignored the glares of Team Azula.

Only for the three highborn women to gaze at their young friend in surprise when her eyes momentarily brightened at the chance to talk of her pleasures from back home.

"O-oh! You…see a movie is a series of moving pictures that tell a story visually and audibly…with actors and actresses…almost like a play. But…you don't watch it live. It's prerecorded ahead of time…and you watch it from the comfort of your house through what we call a television set." Elle explained in a timid voice as the puppeteer listened with a look of captivation in her astounded eyes.

And even though the three highborn women had heard their friend talk of such things before.

They too couldn't help but listen with their eyes momentarily gazing at the girl in similar fascination.

Only for the princess to roll her amber golden eyes as she waved an annoyed hand before her scowling face.

"Now is not the time for you to go on about your peasant trifles." Azula scolded in a harsh voice with her cold eyes gazing down at her girlfriend's small quivering back.

Just before Ty Lee recoiled in fright when Silah abruptly whirled around to stare menacingly back in the princess's direction.

And even though Zoi would never admit it out loud.

Even she was stunned by the sheer killing instinct in the woman's gaze over such a casual topic.

"Shut your mouth Azula. You are in no position to dictate orders in my presence. If I wish to learn more about…these movies then I will learn about these movies. You are not my superior. You are my inferior. Test my patience again and we'll resume where we left off with me causing a volcanic eruption that will swallow this entire city whole." Silah ordered in a spine-chilling voice as she gazed piercingly back into the princess's outraged amber golden eyes.

Azula ground her lips together as she looked as if her amber golden eyes were about to burst from her head.

And Ty Lee had frozen in her tracks in horror as she now realized what the shaking was that she had felt earlier!

Even Zoi gazed on with marginally widened golden eyes as she glared back at the puppeteer in rage.

While poor Elle paled as she audibly gulped only to find herself breathing a sigh of relief when the hunter's eyes visibly calmed.

"And unlike you pampered aristocrats…some people here have an enlightened appreciation for the finer arts. I realize that artwork and individuality isn't highly regarded in your…vapid culture of indoctrination. But please…do be silent." Silah remarked in a voice of complete disrespect as she turned her sneering eyes away from the princess's now infuriated face.

And then she turned to gaze back down at the young girl's intimidated face with a smile returning to her lips.

Ty Lee futilely attempted to set her hand on the princess's shoulder plate.

As the princess's amber golden eyes conveyed a rare disruption from her usual perfect emotionless demeanor.

And Zoi for her part was gazing back at the puppeteer with a flicker of bewilderment in her eyes.

She would have never expected a woman whose entire power revolves around controlling the bodies of others to care so much about individuality.

"Sorry about that child. Now…about those movies." Silah commanded in a softly overpowering voice as her dark green eyes expressed delight over having wrestled control from the seething princess.

And despite the three highborn women's anger they couldn't help but gaze on in surprise to hear the woman apologize to the girl.

"W-well…this one…was a horror film." Elle answered in an even meeker voice than before as Silah's almost otherworldly eyes reflected a pensive gleam.

"A…horror film. Tell me…what it was about." Silah urged in a voice of yearning as she stared back at the girl's amusedly sensitive face.

Azula still looked as if she were struggling not to fire lightning at the woman on the spot for daring to order her in her own city.

As Zoi and Ty Lee never stopped staring back at the immortal woman with guarded gazes in their eyes.

"I-it…was about a man…named Mr. Slausen…" Elle trailed off in an overwhelmed voice as the beautifully tall woman chuckled down at her.

This woman…

She was quite possibly even more terrifying than Reiko and that man Nero!

Perhaps even scarier than Felix as well!

"That's not giving me much to go on. You're going to have to be…a little more illustrative than that." Silah commented in a voice of eerie poise as she smiled back at the young girl's fearfully nodding face.

All three highborn women still glared daggers back at her.

"H-he…well…he lured…people off the road to his property…where he m-murdered them with his telekinetic powers that he used to control…." Elle responded in an apprehensive voice as her amber eyes avoided gazing back into the woman's suddenly intrigued eyes.

Team Azula listened with a sense of morbidity in their eyes.

As they finally began to make the connection why the woman reminded their friend of this 'Mr. Slausen'.

"His…his puppets…h-his mannequins and then after he…killed them…they…they became mannequins." Elle admitted in a shaken voice as the hunter halted in her step with her eyes widening in understanding.

The highborn women froze up with their gazes reflecting a disturbed expression as they now understood what the girl was getting at.

"Ah. How fascinating…so he was a fellow artist…" Silah stated in a voice of genuine regard for puppetry as artwork.

The Fire Nation women stared back at the woman with incredulous expressions in their eyes.

"W-well…I don't know about that. He seemed…uh like he was much less sophisticated than you. He…was prone to blind fits of rage and he had split personality disorder. I…don't think he really saw it as artwork." Elle muttered in a skittish voice as she walked with her princess scoffing over her shoulder.

The two noblewomen just gazed back at the woman's pale sunlit face with even more of an unnerved gaze than before.

It was also plainly apparent that the Elle was treading carefully to avoid saying anything that would offend the woman and provoke her into as similar state of rage.

"Hm. So…he was a simpleton. But still…he was creating artwork…even if he was too stupid to realize it." Silah replied in a voice of serious reflection as she eyed the girl in fascination.

"I…I suppose you could say that. It's…implied that his descent into madness began when his wife…cheated on him with his brother. He…uh murdered them in his rage…. he was immediately overcome with remorse…so he remade them into his mannequins. And that's…what led him to start killing people who came to his house." Elle spoke in a mousy voice as she gazed nervously up at the woman's captivated face.

Silah listened with her predatory eyes almost seeming to relax as she held a gloved hand underneath her chin.

As Team Azula stared back at the woman with stunned expressions in their eyes over the way that she almost seemed…

Soothed by their young friend talking.

The princess stared back at the woman's pale face with pitiless amber golden eyes before she glanced down at her girlfriend in contemplation.

As she found herself recalling words that the girl had once spoken to her…back when they first met.

 Mhm, you know I once aspired to study psychology…either that or become a professional artist.

 Ever since I was little, I've found myself inevitably drawn to the darkness…I have the ability to empathize with the sort of people that…most people consider immoral…or bad.

'Is she…actually trying to empathize with this…monster?' Azula thought with her callous amber golden eyes incredulously studying the girl's face as the handmaid chewed on her lip.

Only for her eyes to express even greater aggravation when she realized that she was!

As Zoi and Ty Lee stood gazing on in a strange sense of bewilderment as they too caught on to what their adopted sister was trying to do.

And suffice to say…

They weren't certain if they should label it brilliant or suicidal!

"He…he…was also…very lonely. Not that I'm saying that you're lonely!" Elle blurted out in a hastened voice with an awkward smile on her face while Silah arched a silken brow.

Team Azula observed in unease as an unreadable glimmer of something appeared in the woman's dark green eyes.

"Tell me…how…the story ends." Silah instructed in a voice of abnormal fixation as she stared back at the young girl in profound contemplation.

"H-his final victim killed him. But she…was driven insane…because he turned…all of her friends into mannequins." Elle concluded in an apprehensive voice as she scratched at her cheek while her three friends listened in horror behind her.

And that was all it took for an unsettling wind to sweep through the air as they gazed back at Silah's almost excited face.

'Elle! Do not give her ideas!' Ty Lee thought with terror like no other in her eyes while Silah's lips curled into another one of her monstrous smirks.

Before the immortal woman turned to smile back at the two unusually disturbed firebenders with her dark green eyes simply gleaming in delight.

"So, he lost the hunt but his final victim was left scarred for life by his actions…. how poetic…it's almost…too beautiful for words." Silah stated in a tone of heavy absorption as both warriors' eyes narrowed into slits back at her.

The three highborn women could only gaze on with stares of unnatural astonishment in their repulsed eyes.

"I…I guess that's one way of looking at it…I…found it more depressing than poetic…but everyone has their own opinion." Elle answered in a timorous voice as she gulped while she sensed the way that Azula was glaring down at the back of her head.

"I wonder…Azula…is that how our story is going to end?" Silah pondered in an unnervingly predatory voice as she stared back at the Azula’s scowling face with her pale lips still adorning a smile.

Team Azula stood rooted to their spots with their stunned gazes unable to leave the hunter's smirking face.

"After I kill you…and Zoi…and Ty Lee….and Mai…and everyone else close to you. After I've remade you all into my puppets. Will she kill me in retribution? Will she be left broken by the power of my hunt?" Silah questioned in a disturbingly engrossed voice with a smirk gracing her lips.

And that was all that was needed for the horror in the air to increase by tenfold!

As the highborn women gazed back at their depraved enemy almost in a sense of disbelief over how deep her depravity ran.

Even two women as ruthless as Zoi and Azula were floored by the gravity of the woman's statement.

And just like that Azula stepped forward to loom over Elle's quivering form with her tyrannical amber golden eyes taking on a stare of equal monstrosity.

"Y-you…really want to turn…my friends into puppets…." Elle stammered with her amber eyes reflecting a look of unimaginable torment over the prospect over losing her adoptive family.

Much less in such a terrifying manner!

Silah just smiled as she stared back at the enraged faces of the three highborn women.

"That is not going to happen. Our story will have a much different end. One that will end in you screaming in agony at my hands." Azula hissed in a voice of expert frightening authority as she glared venomously back at Silah's chuckling face.

Zoi glowered in agreement as she too towered over her adopted sister's unnerved small frame with her muscular arms crossed over her breasts.

"I must agree with the princess. Our tale won't end in anyway with you traumatizing young Elle any more than she already has been." Zoi stated with unmistakable wrath in her voice as she bared her teeth imposingly while the young girl shook in appreciation.

And even the unsettled Ty Lee managed to narrow her eyes into a determined stare once more.

Silah tilted her head back with a chillingly entertained smirk gracing her pale lips.

"I suppose we'll just have to see, won't we? It has been a long two hundred and one years. Who knows what will happen? Although I feel it is only fair to warn you sweetie…" Silah trailed off in a voice of palpable menace as she stared back into the faces of the three highborn women.

Azula's amber golden eyes burned with royal wrath over being addressed by the disgusting woman as 'sweetie'.

"My body…has no need for sleep." Silah revealed in a voice of absolute sadistic glee as she watched in joy as Azula's proud amber golden eyes tried not to widen in disbelief.

Zoi's golden eyes flickered too with shock at the claim.

And Ty Lee felt as if her very spirit was leaving her body.

"I also don't require food or water…and that means that my perfect body has long since rendered the need to eliminate waste of any kind as obsolete." Silah explained in a voice of maximum cruelty as the four members of Team Azula listened in shock.

She savored the way that the two firebenders were trying to act as if they were unbothered by her words.

And not a second later both Azula and Zoi watched in alarm when the woman abruptly sprang forward with terrifying agility!

Just as blue firebending sprayed forth into the air in unison with that of the captain's own.

Only for both firebenders to skid back in urgency with the handmaid now being pulled back under the captain's protective grip.

Until Azula found herself staring beyond her blue flames with her amber golden eyes agape in a foreign sense of disbelief.

Silah now stood before her with her gloved hand resting on her plated shoulder as she smiled back at her.

And Ty Lee found that she was still unable to will her body to move in the face of such a terrifying adversary.

"When your eyes get heavy…and you feel the need to hit that luxurious royal bed of yours…as you drift off into dreamland. I want you girls to remember…that I run at full capacity around the clock." Silah boasted in a joyfully sinister voice as she leaned in to grin perversely back into Azula's pridefully disbelieving face.

And within seconds…that feeling of being prey that the three highborn women had felt had amplified by many levels!

Just as Azula swatted the woman off her with a furious fist as she glared back at Silah's smirking face with her cold eyes flashing in paranoia.

"Y-you…mean you don't sleep at all?" Ty Lee asked in a weakly protesting voice as Silah smiled back at her.

"O-oh my…" Elle stuttered lamely with her petite hand still in Zoi's own as the warrior gazed back at the killer in incredulity.

"And yet…you still ran from our last encounter and as I recall Mava stated that you would have died had you remained in her barrier." Azula stated with her teeth baring like a dragon's fangs as the puppeteer chuckled as she ran a gloved hand through her hair.

"Which means…that it must be possible for you to die." Zoi snarled with her teeth clenched in similar unease as the serial killer laughed softly yet again.

"Perhaps I can…perhaps I can't. I guess you dragons will have to try to decipher that mystery out for yourselves. Just as Jaran and so many others have tried before." Silah purred with her gloved fingers trailing through her hair as the two firebenders stared in loathing back at her.

She smirked back at the two proud women with her warrior king standing behind her once more.

Before she turned away with another chuckle as she resumed her walk while the four members of Team Azula gazed after her in an unsettled silence.

And now the three highborn women understood more than ever the horror that the unfortunate warrior Earth King had encountered when he ran into her on that fateful day nearly eleven years ago!

And with that Azula began to stomp ahead with her merciless amber golden eyes never leaving the woman's back.

While she vowed to make use of each and every moment that she spent in the vile woman's presence to uncover every detail that she could!

And then Zoi began to walk with the taken aback handmaid's hand in her own as her golden eyes never ceased in displaying an almost vigilant maternal gleam.

And Ty Lee could only stumble after her companions as if her feet were moving on their own accord.

Her terrified brown-gray eyes never once broke away from gazing after the horrifying woman.

And seconds later the unnerved team began to make their way into a street of the city.

As they just barely registered the sight of many nobles stopping what they were doing to bow down before the princess as she passed them by.

They could barely find it within them to even so much as process the presence of the growing crowd around them.

Many nobles gazed back at the seemingly foreign Earth Kingdom woman and man walking with their princess and her group.

Their one and only focus was the terrifying enemy walking before them as they continued to follow towards the pathway up a caldera peak.

Until the team suddenly found themselves halting in their footsteps when they were swiftly snapped turn out of their unnerved reverie.

"Watch where you're going you dirty Earth Kingdom…." A noblewoman started to rant as she was bumped aside by the marching woman in a green Earth Kingdom kimono.

Only to find herself falling silent with her eyes shaking in unspeakable terror when the dark green eyes of a horrific monster fell upon her.

Azula now glared over her armored shoulder with aggravation in her cold amber golden eyes as her lips still curled into a furious glower.

It was just as she suspected!

The more this monster strutted about their city the image of the powerful Fire Nation elite started to crack!

As Zoi, Ty Lee, and Elle stopped as they gazed out of the corner of their eyes at Silah's face.

As the woman turned to gaze at an almost unnatural angle to gaze eerily back at the now terrified noblewoman.

"Did…I just hear you correctly? Were you…addressing me fire ant?" Silah questioned in a voice of captivating predatory intent as her horrifying eyes stared back at the woman's terror-struck face.

The unfortunate noblewoman cowered with a fear like never before in her eyes as she shook under the woman's gaze.

As she also found herself staring back at what appeared to be the face of a dead man standing behind her!

The highborn women listened in incredulity over the way that the killer addressed the elite woman as 'fire ant'!

"N-no…I…wasn't talking to you…i-it must have been…someone else…" The noblewoman stammered in a transfixed voice as the pale woman's eyes stared intently back at her.

A strange sensation of anticipation overtook the street as even Zoi and Azula found themselves unable to move.

They could only gaze at their new seemingly inhuman enemy as they tried to gauge what she was going to do.

And then Silah marched one foot forward with her boot ominously treading across the stone street towards her paralyzed prey.

"Really? Because I could have sworn that you were speaking to me." Silah continued in a voice of simply unparalleled menace as she walked with methodical slowness towards the fear-stricken woman.

"I-I…I…m-meant no…" The noblewoman sputtered in a voice that was now consumed with an instinctual fight or flight instinct as she watched with frozen eyes as the woman walked towards her.

'B-by Agni! What…what a monster!' Ty Lee thought as she watched with disturbingly captivated eyes as the puppeteer advanced with all of the intimidation of the princess and more!

And then the hunter began to raise a gloved hand into the air to reach for the paralyzed woman's face.

Only for Zoi to spin around with her golden eyes watching in alarm when she felt the girl bolt out from her grip!

And not a second later…

The three highborn women stared on with a stunned look in their eyes when a spark of chi flashed before their lines of vision.

As Silah now arched her brows to find that her gloved hand had been boldly intercepted by the young girl's own.

Elle stood before the positively terrified noblewoman with her amber eyes gazing defiantly up into the hunter's own.

"Silah…leave her alone!" Elle exclaimed with a surge of astonishing bravery that took her three highborn friends aback.

The noblewoman stood there in a state of shock to see the strange foreign girl defending her.

And just when Team Azula had been prepared to leap to their young friend's air.

They were taken by surprise when the woman erupted into a loud laugh with her eyes gazing down at the girl in amusement.

"Are you serious child? Do you have any comprehension how evil the nobles in this city are?" Silah asked in a voice of overpowering presence as she gazed down into the handmaid’s shaking eyes.

The three highborn women stared on with rapidly rising discomfort in their speechless eyes.

And the princess's amber golden eyes glared lividly back at the puppeteer's deviously smiling face.

"E-everyone in this city isn't evil? I am sure that there are a few bad apples but Azula-sama and my oneesans aren't." Elle protested in an insistent voice as she stared up at the woman's devilishly smirking face.

Only for the sound of another loud belly shaking laugh to echo into the air as Silah held her gloved hands over her quaking belly.

Azula stared back at her laughing face with a greater hatred than she had ever felt before for anyone in her furious eyes.

As the two noblewomen stood in a prideless silence beside her as the hunter's chortles filled the air.

And all of the other nobles stood gazing back at the monstrous woman's face in an odd sense of primeval terror.

"Oh, aren't you just precious! You poor child! You're really being kept in the dark, aren't you?" Silah exclaimed in a snickering voice as she raised a gloved hand over her chuckling mouth while she stared down into the girl's naively confused amber eyes.

Azula exhaled flames from her murderous nostrils as her vision began to turn red.

And that was all it took for Zoi and Ty Lee to found themselves overtaken by a profound sense of shame.

'Azula…' Ty Lee thought with a tremendous sense of disgrace in her eyes as she stared back at the princess's proud face.

It was all only a matter of time before all of this will blow up in Azula's face!

And then the princess will be forced to make a choice.

Elle or the Fire Nation's violent imperial ways!

Only for the handmaid to force herself to recover as she frowned up at the woman's humored face.

"I…I don't know about that Silah but there is one thing that I do know. And that is that my mother taught me that all life has value. We're…. all human beings and we're…in this together." Elle countered in a passionate voice while dark green eyes stared down at her in amusement.

As Zoi gazed down at her booted feet with a scowl on her lips.

And for one of the first times in her entire life.

She almost felt…as if her pride in her nation was starting to wane.

Only for Silah to chuckle yet again before she withdrew her gloved hand with astonishing gentleness from the girl's grip.

The highborn women stared at the killer as her lips curved into another perverse smirk as she let out a final chuckle.

And then not a second after that the woman turned her dark gaze back to the noblewoman who still stood shaking like a cowering lop-eared-rabbit under her horrifying stare.

Before the hunter held a gloved hand to her sighing lips as she stared piercingly at the woman's sweating face.

"I am going to give you a small piece of advice. Use it as you will. At some point in the future…a great shadow of doom is going to fall upon this world and the walls of Hari Bulkan will not be able to shelter you from this coming storm." Silah began in a voice of terrifying intimidation as she stood beside the now speechless Elle with her eyes gazing back at the noblewoman's trembling face.

Team Azula listened with an abruptly returning sense of dread in their alarmed eyes.

Just as Silah raised her clothed finger to point back at the noblewoman's fearfully captivated face.

"And that means…that feeble noble sacks of flesh like you who have no combat prowess of your own are going to die. It may not be today…it may not be tomorrow. It might be two years from now. But know this. You and your entire family are all going to die." Silah informed in a joyfully cruel voice with her dark green eyes just gleaming in delight.

As she watched the woman shrink back under her penetrating gaze as fearful murmurs began to consume the street.

And within seconds.

Any doubt that the three highborn women and their young friend had about the woman not knowing the nature of their mysterious enemy dissipated into thin air!

"Bask in your wealth! Roll in your gold like the little hog monkey that you are! Laugh it up! Spend your time however you like! Enjoy your loved ones while you still can or just kill them! Beat your servants! Kill your neighbor! Go on a murder spree! Kill your Crown Princess! Defy your Fire Lord even! The laws of the Royal Family and society no longer apply to you! Anything goes!" Silah announced in a voice of spellbinding terror as she gazed back into the woman's nearly hysterical eyes.

The three Fire Nation women listened with their mouths falling up in shock over the unfathomable horror of the woman's words.

As Azula seethed with her amber golden eyes glancing around her as she watched noble after noble drop what they were carrying to the ground in terror.

As Silah's frightening clothed finger began to sweep about the street from one noble to another.

Yet throughout the whole affair her eyes remained locked on the horrified woman who was now sinking to her knees before her.

"Because Fire Lord Ozai…and Princess Azula…will not be able to save your worthless life from Vega's rampage!" Silah stated in a delectably evil voice as she stooped down to loom over the woman's entrancingly broken face.

Just as Azula, Zoi and Ty Lee spun around to gaze at the artist's back with their eyes agape in realization as soon as they heard the name that the old sage had prophesied.

Elle shook with her hands at her hips as the words of the old sage replayed in her mind.

 There are more faces in the flames that pertain to you. Two that you already know…and one that you have yet to meet.

And that was all it took for the princess's fists to clench at her womanly hips as she stared furiously at the woman's back.

"You…will tell us what you know of this Vega." Azula demanded in a voice of near equal menace as she stomped forward.

Zoi gritted her teeth as she stood glaring hatefully at the puppeteer's back as the woman knelt down over the traumatized woman.

"And do you know what the best part is dear? It's one of your own! She's a Fire Nation citizen!" Silah declared in a voice of limitless cruelty as her laughter echoed into the air as she towered over the deliciously destroyed woman.

And just like that the eyes of the three Fire Nation women and their young friend grew agape in disbelief over what they were hearing.

"A-A fellow Fire National is going to kill us all?" A nobleman asked in a terrified voice as panic consumed the previously calm streets.

"That's right. I don't know how you did it but you actually somehow managed to inspire your most broken fellow citizen to wish to bring genocide upon you all. You aristocrats can give yourselves a real pat on the back for that one." Silah spoke in a voice of entrancing malevolence as she smiled darkly down at the woman on the ground before her.

As the sensation of fear continued to sweep throughout the streets.

And even the guards stood unmoving as they listened to the woman's terrifying speech.

The three highborn women shared a stunned look with one another as they attempted to process the depth of what the woman was claiming.

"W-what in Agni's name is wrong with this nation? We…we've actually inspired a Fire National to want to genocide us all? This…this nation is shameful!" Ty Lee blurted out in a suddenly revolted voice while she for once paid no mind to the look of prideful anger in the princess's narrowing amber golden eyes.

Zoi stood rooted to her spot with her golden eyes expressing a similar revulsion.

"I really have to hand it to that creature. It cannot be said that it does not have a sense of humor. It scoured the entire world for the worlds most shattered soul…a being so filled with hatred that it makes me look sweet in comparison. And once it found her…her Fire Nation name was removed…and she was recreated into its darkness as its new herald…Vega of the End! And that my dears…is who is going to slaughter you all." Silah explained in a voice of boundless wickedness as her dark green eyes swept about the panic filled street.

The four females of Team Azula listened with stunned looks of horror in their eyes over the implication of the monster that Mava spoke of having such tremendous power!

"V-Vega…that's a Spanish name from my homelands…this thing…it…it must possess reach…. beyond the four nations." Elle stated in a transfixed voice as her three highborn friends listened in recognition behind her.

The sheer gravity of the declaration took even Azula and Zoi by unease.

It meant…that this being must have the power to reach between their worlds at will!

"I would do it myself. But why should an Earth National bother when a Fire National is more than eager to do it herself?" Silah taunted in a voice of unspeakable maliciousness as she smiled down at the noblewoman's crushed face as another sadistic chuckle escaped her lips.

Zoi and Azula's boiled over into slits as they glared daggers at the woman's kneeling back.

Ty Lee and Elle gazed on with their mouths hanging open in fright.

And it went without saying that they were all struck by the unspeakable evil in Silah's words.

"However, if you are feeling really candid. I would be more than happy to make this your last day on Earth." Silah remarked in a tone of unmatched horror that put even the likes of Ozai to shame as she stared oppressively down into widely ruined golden eyes.

And just like that the once proud noblewoman broke down weeping in despair at the puppeteer's boots.

It was a sight so shattering that even Azula was gazing on with begrudgingly captivated amber golden eyes.

The rest of the team just gazed on in fixation with their eyes expressing a sense of shock over how far the woman would go just to destroy one woman who had insulted her.

And then the puppeteer reached under her robes as she withdrew a small dagger while Zoi's golden eyes burned with outrage.

Just as the captain began to swiftly march forward with her jaw clenched in disgust as she approached the crouching woman's back.

As Azula gazed all around her through the corners of her eyes with shock as she took in the scene around her.

Face after face that had been proud and noble before Silah had entered the street were now consumed in confusion and defeat!

And then Zoi pushed her way past her adopted little sister with her golden eyes still glaring down at the immortal woman.

Only for her eyes to widen when the dagger was dropped to the stone street with a sickening clang.

"Or you can always just do it yourself. It's all up to you dear. After all, I'm just a dirty Earth Kingdom woman remember? It's hardly my place to tell a 'superior' Fire Nation aristocrat like yourself what to do." Silah cooed as she reached her gloved hand down to pat the sobbing woman upon the head.

The entirety of Team Azula stood there in a floored silence.

As Ty Lee and Zoi gazed on with disgusted expressions in their eyes as the woman petted the weeping noblewoman like a dog.

And Elle could only gaze on with her amber eyes still conveying her horror over the woman's behavior.

"Well. I'll leave you to it then. You take care now." Silah chuckled with her gloved palm patting the destroyed woman's black hair once more.

Before she stood up to tower over the weeping woman with a sadistic smirk gracing her pale lips.

Just as she turned to glance over her shoulder at Zoi's utterly enraged face.

Her dark green eyes then glanced over Azula's supremely infuriated gaze.

And then it flickered to Ty Lee's revolted stare as the woman shook under her gaze.

Until she finally turned to glance down at the emotionally stunned face of the young girl before she turned to resume her walk.

Just as a hauntingly broken scream split into the air while Silah walked with a smile curving onto her lips as the warrior king perpetually followed at her heels.

The three highborn women watched in a state of horrific shock as it all happened in a matter of seconds.

And the traumatized Fire Nation citizens gazed on with a fixated horror in their eyes.

As the noblewoman was now thrusting the dagger straight at her heart!

Silah gazed back the faces of the unusually appalled Team Azula with a devious grin on her lips as the wails resonated into their ears.

Only for Azula, Zoi and Ty Lee's eyes to widen even further when a small form quickly dropped down to take hold of the older woman's trembling hands.

As a sense of captivation consumed the street as Elle now knelt before the broken woman with her hands just barely preventing the knife from piercing her chest!

Team Azula stood once again in a state of astonishment over the depths of their young friend's kindness.

And even Silah turned to glance back at the girl with a flicker of surprise in her dark green eyes.

As the young girl now gazed kindly back into the older woman's tear strained golden eyes.

"Don't listen to her. No matter what may or may not come…there is always hope for life. Because no matter what happens…we'll face it together!" Elle declared in a voice of stunning compassion that starkly contrasted the hunter's cruelty as she stared emotionally back into crying golden eyes.

And just like that…

The dagger slipped from the woman's trembling fingers and into the young girl's gentle hands.

"I-I…t-thank you…. dear…I…I will not forget that." The noblewoman murmured in a moved voice with tears streaming down her cheeks while a soft hand reached out to touch her shoulder.

Elle smiled as gently as she could back into the woman's face as she softly nodded her head.

Zoi gazed down at the young girl's back with a spark of a moved emotion in her stoic golden eyes.

'Elle…I am not going to let them hurt you. I vow on my pride as a warrior…that I will protect you. Even if it costs me my life!' Zoi thought with a committed expression overcoming her eyes as she clenched her fists at her hip.

"There is no need to thank me. I am just doing what is right…that's how my mother raised me and that's how I live." Elle answered in a softened voice with her hand gently touching the overcome woman's shoulder.

And then she wordlessly removed her palm as she smiled sweetly once more before she stood back up.

The dagger fell to her hip in her hand as she offered the touched woman a reassuring gaze.

"W-what…what is your name?" The noblewoman asked in a voice of profound gratitude as she stared back at the girl's sunny face.

The three aristocrats of Team Azula still stared at their companion's back with impressed expressions in their eyes.

"Elle…my name is Elle Turner…I am Princess Azula's royal servant and I too am a commoner." Elle stated in a voice of genuine kindness as she stared down into the kneeling woman's amazed golden eyes.

And then she turned around to walk away past her speechless highborn friends.

While the three highborn women watched in still quiet disbelief as their gentle friend walked past them.

As the hunter still gazed back at the girl with a detached stare in her eyes as the nobles began to mutter all around them.

"T-thank you Elle Turner! I shall never again look down on another commoner for as long as I live!" The noblewoman called out in a voice of tearful gratefulness as she sat on her knees.

Fellow nobles stood listening in amazement from where they stood gawking at the scene with awe in their eyes.

And the city guards still stared on with looks of fascination in their eyes.

Azula watched through the corner of her harsh amber golden eye as her girlfriend stepped past her with her regal lips still conveying her fascination.

As she remembered words that Ty Lee spoke during their final talk with the old sage.

 I'll bet that Elle's kindness and Azula's strong leadership will make for a force to be reckoned with.

It was in that very moment that she realized that there was tremendous value to having the girl stand beside her as Fire Lord.

And it wasn't just because the girl held the power of the Component in her veins.

No.

It was so much more than that.

"See to it that you don't." Zoi commented with a protective edge to her voice as she stared down at the woman's swiftly nodding face before she turned around to walk away.

Ty Lee followed alongside her with her brown-gray eyes still gazing after the girl's back.

And despite the terror that she still felt.

She found that she couldn't help but allow the cheer in her eyes to begin to return as she managed a smile in her little sister's direction.

Azula resumed her possessive walk behind her little girlfriend with her callous amber golden eyes still staring venomously at the puppeteer's cold face.

Just as the hunter turned away with a cruel scoff escaping her pale lips while the three highborn women never once stopped glaring at her.

"Well…it looks like it isn't your last day on Earth after all…" Silah stated in a low voice with a chuckle leaving her lips while her predatory eyes made the noblewoman shake in terror for a final time.

Before she began to walk away with her warrior king striding at her back while her dark green eyes gazed ahead.

And with that the four members of Team Azula warily walked through the street with their gazes lingering on the monstrous woman's back.

Only for Silah to abruptly halt in her footsteps when predating dark green eyes widened ever so minutely.

And the three highborn women stopped in their walk as well when they turned with widening eyes to their young friend when they felt an indescribable fury flow into the air.

And then the killer turned to stare over her shoulder with her chilling eyes surveying the young girl's face closely.

Elle's bangs hung in her eyes as her entire petite body shook in uncharacteristic rage that stunned her three friends.

As the girl's chi was starting to emanate from her furious body as she bared her teeth like a dog that was about to attack.

Azula stared down at her girlfriend with a surprised look in her widened eyes as the puppeteer still eyed the girl intently.

She would have said that the girl's face of outrage was laughable.

If she wasn't seeing the incredible power radiating off her body with her own eyes!

As the captain and the acrobat stood beside their adopted sister with their taken aback eyes watching her closely.

'I see…so with enough provocation…she can be pushed into unleashing the killer within. How intriguing.' Silah thought with a smirk pulling onto her pale lips as she stared back down into the girl's trembling face.

The Fire Nation women stared between the two with their gazes still showing shock to see their friend look so livid.

"Is…that…killing intent that I sense in you?" Silah questioned in a disturbingly interested voice as all three highborn women rounded about to gaze in fury back at her.

She bent her head back with her smirk growing as she let out a thoughtful hum while the girl shook in outrage.

"Good! Let it out! Because you're going to need it if you have any desire to survive the struggle to come!" Silah instructed with her clothed finger pointing back at Elle’s enraged face as the girl's hair still hung in her eyes.

And that was all that was needed for all three women to bristle in defense of their innocent friend.

As they bared their teeth in the direction of the immortal woman's smirking face as menacing eyes gazed back at them.

Only for Elle to take the trio by surprise once more when she dropped the dagger to the ground at her feet.

She raised both hands to her head as she panted for air with her amber eyes gazing down at her feet.

And then to the bewilderment of the highborn women the sound of a slap connecting with human flesh resounded into the air.

As they now stared on in confusion to see that the girl had slapped herself as hard as she could across the cheek!

Even Azula's imperious amber golden eyes conveyed her bafflement as she stared down at the girl with an annoyed sigh exiting her regal lips.

And then Elle took a calming breath as she closed her eyes while her hands fell from her hair as her friends still blinked back at her in puzzlement.

And Silah was now blinking her dark eyes once more as she stared back at the girl in genuine incredulity.

And just as quickly as the rage had appeared.

It was gone.

The serving girl now frowned with her amber eyes opening up to gaze back at the hunter's taken aback face.

"There is no need for that. Because there is more than enough killer between the rest of us to go around." Zoi stated in a scarily focused voice with her icy golden eyes turning to gaze back at the puppeteer's recovering face.

"That's right! Elle doesn't have to kill. She's just perfect the way she is!" Ty Lee yelled out with her fists clenched at her hips while she glared back at the woman's pale face.

The girl listened with an expression of moved sentiment in her eyes as she bit her lip.

As the princess still gazed down at her with her domineering amber golden eyes displaying a possessive gleam that made her feel safe once more.

Before Azula turned to stare monstrously back at the hunter with her imposing gaze burning with the infernos of war.

"H-how…how can you be so evil Silah?" Elle questioned in an earnestly frustrated voice with her hands grasping at the straps of her backpack.

The puppeteer stared back at the girl with a budding interest in her chilling eyes that unnerved the three highborn women.

"When you stand where I stand and you obtain the power that I have obtained. Human concepts such as good and evil no longer apply to you. You…just are…. you become something beyond them. And that is what I am." Silah responded in a voice of unnerving calmness with her eyes staring back at the young girl's amusedly angered face.

As the three highborn women stared back at the woman with disbelief over her words in their eyes.

Ty Lee couldn't help but shudder with reviving fear in her enlarging eyes.

It was almost like the way that Azula has always believed that everyone less than Fire Nation aristocracy was beneath her.

Except…that Silah literally believed the bulk of humanity was unbecoming of her notice!

"That is not true! Morality always matters!" Elle exclaimed with her small fists clenching in her anger while her princess sighed behind her.

Only for the eyes of the aristocrats to narrow in disapproval when an almost twisted smile of fondness started to form on the woman's lips.

"Allow me to pose you a question child. When an ant is foolish enough to stand before a giant and insult a being far larger than her. What do you think will be the end result?" Silah countered in a frighteningly detached voice with her dark green eyes gazing back at the girl's unsettled face.

Azula's amber golden eyes brimmed with great fury over the woman's gall to classify Fire Nation elites as ants!

And Zoi and Ty Lee stood in an unusually stricken silence beside their unnerved adopted sister.

"If the ant wishes to survive…she keeps her mouth shut and steers clear of the giant's boots. Otherwise, she gets squashed when the giant passes by." Silah explained in a voice of striking cruelty as she stared back into shaken amber eyes as the girl profusely shook her head in denial.

"S-size…power…and species don't matter! It doesn't matter if it is an ant, a butterfly, a dog, cat, deer, human or any other lifeforms! We're…we're all living beings and we all exist in this circle of life together!" Elle cried out in a passionate voice as her highborn friends listened in a stunned silence behind her while the puppeteer smiled back at her.

Only for the hunter to simply chuckle as if she were humoring a little girl while she sighed yet again.

"Sadly dear. That isn't the way the world works." Silah stated in a dismissive voice as she turned to continue her walk with her puppet walking beside her.

Just as the three highborn women gaze on in alarm when the girl rushed after the woman's heels!

"Elle! Keep your distance from her! She isn't Azula! And she isn't Naoki! You can't sway her!" Ty Lee hollered with big sisterly concern in her voice only for her warnings to fall on deaf ears.

Azula and Zoi stared after the girl with worry in their eyes as she bounded after the woman.

As the princess's lips curled into a livid glower as she rushed after the girl with her amber golden eyes gazing after her in aggravation.

'If I don't keep an eye on that girl, she is going to get herself killed!' Azula thought with her ruthless amber golden eyes expressing a sliver of a long-buried emotion in her gaze.

The girl's delusional belief that she could change the ways of every monster that walked the earth annoyed her to no end!

She couldn't even believe that the girl actually thought she stood a chance at persuading this beast to change!

Ty Lee was right!

She was nothing like Naoki!

And just like that the three women swiftly sped after their innocent friend with their livid eyes still glaring at the woman's back.

"You're wrong!" Elle shouted in a persistent voice as she ran in step with the much taller pale woman while her silver hair glistened in the sunlight behind her.

Silah glanced down at the girl walking beside her with an almost dark sense of endearment rising within her eyes.

As all three women of Team Azula stared back at the woman with expressions of unsettlement in their eyes.

Under normal circumstances it was a good thing when one person developed a sense of fondness for another.

Even with the most ruthless of people it usually meant that the object of their affections would be safe from harm!

And yet with this woman…

They could all clearly tell that the more she took a liking to someone the more danger they would be in!

"Am I?" Silah laughed in a softened voice with her boot striding through the stone street up toward the caldera pathway.

"Yes! You are! You're just making justifications for your cruel behavior!" Elle argued as she rapidly walked with her amber eyes gazing up at the woman's humored face.

Only for Team Azula to stare on with vigilantly focused eyes when another soft laugh flowed into their ears.

"I have got to hand it to you kid. You're the only other person other than Mava in two hundred and one years to have the guts to argue philosophy with me." Silah remarked with an eerie liking to her voice as she smiled down at the young girl's frowning face as she ran beside her.

"S-Silah…you know you don't…have to be like…Mr. Slausen!" Elle blurted out without any warning to the shock of her three friends.

The hunter almost halted in mid step with her eyes marginally expressing her surprise as she gazed down at the girl walking alongside her.

"Darkness cannot exist without light! And that means that even in the darkest of hearts…that there is always a ray of hope! Even for you! We are all capable of change!" Elle explained in a heartfelt voice as she stared emotionally up into mercilessly caught off guard dark green eyes.

Azula and Zoi shook their heads in a sense of rising frustration as they followed behind the woman.

"N-no matter what you've done to your body to become i-immortal…you are still human at heart! A-and while nothing you do can ever undo all of the lives that you have taken! This…this planet is your home too and that means that if this…being is threatening all life on this world…that you can help us stop it!" Elle spoke in a highly spirited voice as she gazed up at the woman's almost pensive face.

The three highborn women stared on with unconvinced looks in their eyes.

'Elle…I get what you are trying to do…but I highly doubt that it is going to work.' Zoi thought with her watchful golden eyes gazing at the face of the woman that she has vowed to kill.

And she strongly suspected that even if the puppeteer had no involvement in arranging the massacre of Shung Wu.

That the woman was aware of who was behind it.

And after what they learned today…

 Watch out for Vega. She has already begun to tear the Fire Nation apart and soon she will come for you.

Her stony eyes gazed on with a reflective gleam in her disturbed eyes as she ground her teeth together.

'What sort of cruelty…could we inflict upon one of our own to make her want to do this?' Zoi mused with her unsettled eyes gazing ahead in deep thought as a revolted scowl graced her lips.

And even worse than that was knowing that Mava had said that this woman…this Fire Nation citizen would be the third face to cause her adopted little sister great pain!

"Elle. Just give it a rest already." Azula snorted in a severe voice with her callous eyes gazing at the woman's pale face.

She found herself continuing to ponder just how much this beast knew about this…Vega.

"You have no comprehension of what you are dealing with child…and I am not referring to me. You truly have no idea what this creature is." Silah scolded in a voice of unnatural calmness as she stared back down at the girl's unnerved face.

The three highborn women gazed on with a returning paranoia in their eyes.

As Ty Lee swallowed with a bead of sweat dripping down her forehead.

It was nothing short of terrifying to meet this woman…with seemingly even more power than Azula and Zoi combined!

And to hear her express such caution in regards to this…entity!

"T-then why don't you tell me? Instead of berating me? Isn't it your benefit that we defeat it?" Elle stammered as she attempted to reason with the woman while she walked over her with a frown on her lips.

Only for the hunter to let out a bitter scoff as she gazed ahead with chilling dark green eyes.

"I will discuss this subject no further until we are out of the city limits." Silah replied with a sliver of snap in her voice as she swiftly walked ahead while her puppet lifelessly moved after her.

As Elle was left standing in her spot with her uneasy amber eyes gazing on in fear.

The three highborn women gazed on with expressions of disbelief in their eyes.

And for as much as the puppeteer unnerved them…

They couldn't help but be even more unsettled by the enigma that was this mysterious entity!

"I…don't believe it. She'll insult the Fire Lord to no end. But she…seems to hesitate to say anything bad about this…creature." Ty Lee muttered in a frightened voice with her eyes gazing on in unease.

"I would wager…. that is because in the end the Fire Lord is still human and because this…entity exists beyond the realm of the Fire Nation’s intercontinental empire." Zoi commented in a low voice with her golden eyes still gazing after the woman's back.

Azula pursed her lips into a similarly contemplative scowl as she glared after the woman's flowing silver hair.

'Just how much does this wretched woman know?' Azula thought with her imperious amber golden eyes staring on in calculation as she trudged ahead beside her girlfriend.

One thing was for certain.

She will find out.

No matter what it takes.

[stardusttrashed]

Quick Trip

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: Katsuki always has your back, even if it means helping you get some sleep

“Hey, gramps,” you managed through your yawns. Your eyes were probably the heaviest they’d probably ever been. As excited as you were to go to training camp, you would kill for just a few extra hours of sleep. The early morning sun felt like some kind of sick joke as you waited with the others to get on the bus.  

“The hell you just call me,” Katsuki barked, his lips curling up into a snarl. His eyes darkened with rage. It was bad enough being up this early in the middle of summer, and your new nickname for him wasn’t helping. You always had some stupid nickname for him. It was annoying but cute. “I’ll-.”

You stifled another yawn, utterly unbothered by his shouting. “Keep it down, will ya. Not everyone goes to bed at like 8, gramps.” Katsuki’s growling and Kirishima’s snickers brought a tired smile to your face. “Hey Kiri,” you said as cheerfully as possible. 

“Hey sleepyhead,” he smiled warmly. He held his arm out as an invitation, which you gladly accepted. You leaned your head against his shoulder casually, feeling him wrap his arm around your shoulders as he held you close.

“Don’t come complaining to me bout being tired. I told ya to go to bed early,” Katsuki growled, his irritation growing by the second. Did you really have to lean against Kirishima? What the hell made him so special? The half-lidded content expression on your face as you looked up at him was annoyingly adorable. He wanted to stay angry, but you were making it extremely difficult. You always made it hard for him to stay upset. Not that you really even seemed to care when he acted that way anyway. His face had relaxed into his signature frown as he jammed his hands into his pockets. “What time did you go to bed anyway?”

You shrugged, snuggling closer into Kirishima’s arm. “Couldn’t sleep and didn’t wanna wake you, so I did some training. I lost track of time, though.” You ignored the quiet ‘dumbass’ that fell from his lips. Nowadays, it felt more like a term of endearment than an insult. “I just need a little more shut-eye, and I’ll be fine. Oh, speaking of,” you pulled away from Kirishima and looked around for Fumikage. A small rush of adrenaline flowed through you once your eyes landed on him. With a small wave to the two boys, you skipped over to him.

Katsuki couldn’t keep his eyes from flicking down your figure as your skirt swayed with each jump. His eyes watched every jiggle your thighs did with each movement. He’d agree to cuddles just for the chance to have his hands on them. To grope and kneed at them. Not to mention the bounces that your skirt could barely hide. He found himself in a daze at the sight of you. That was until Minoru pulled him out of his trance. 

“The girls of class A and class B,” he drooled. “It’s like a buffet of bombshells!”

Katsuki clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white from his grip. He kept trying to tell himself the tiny creep was always like this. It was a slim chance that Minoru was talking only about you specifically, but his pervy comment got under Katsuki’s skin nonetheless. He’d pummel that little turd into the pavement before he’d let Minoru check you out. “Watch your damn mouth, you little runt! I’ll kill you!” He watched as Minoru scurried behind Denki for protection. Smoke rose from his fists, his anger continuing to boil over. “What the hell does she even need to talk to bird brain anyway,” he asked in a somewhat quieter voice, shifting his anger towards you.

Katsuki hated the envious feeling that coursed through him. No, that wasn’t it. He was used to the feeling. It’s what drove him to work as hard as he does. No. He hated that something as simple as you talking to Tokoyami and not him caused the feeling. He hated how jealous he could get when you weren’t the center of his attention. What the hell was he, a child?! 

“Alright, everyone, the bus is here,” Tenya announced authoritatively as he waved his arm in the air, guiding everyone to the bus.

“Dude, chill out. Your crush on Y/n is kinda showing. Just man up and tell her already,” Kirishima said with a nonchalant shrug. He crossed his arms behind his head and walked off. “Now, let’s go; we don’t wanna be the last to get on the bus.” 

Katsuki jammed his hands in his pockets as he begrudgingly followed Kirishima, getting into the line of people clambering into the bus. 

You could feel Katsuki staring intensely, his eyebrow quirk up in curiosity as you sneaked past your assigned seat. You shot a quick thankful smile to Fumikage as you crept further and further past your spot. Only a few people took notice of you, most namely Tenya. Thankfully he kept quiet as you stopped in front of Katsuki. “If you got something to say, make it quick,” you whispered as you climbed over his lap, plopping down in Fumikage’s seat. 

He opened his mouth to argue but quickly closed it. As confused as he was grateful that you were by his side and not bird brain. It was going to be a whole hour with you by his side. A faint blush painted over his cheeks. Katsuki looked down at his lap in an attempt to hide the blush.

“You gonna say something, gramps, or are you just gonna admire me the whole time?” You poked his cheek teasingly. 

“Stop calling me that, idiot,” he snapped, slapping your hand away. It wasn’t hard enough to hurt you, just enough to keep your hand away.

You quickly ducked down in the chair and glared at him. “Shh before you get me caught, idiot,” you quietly hissed at him, slapping his arm. 

He took a calming breath, composing himself before continuing. “Why’d you sneak over here anyways?” 

“I can go to my seat instead,” you grumbled disappointedly. You weren’t sure what you were really expecting from him. You moved to get up from the seat but stopped short. Katsuki’s hand quickly wrapped around your wrist, holding you still.

“Tch. I didn’t say you had to move, blockhead.” Katsuki quickly let go of your wrist, worried you’d feel how sweaty his palms were getting. They were practically drenched in sweat. It was kind of gross if he was being honest. Almost as gross as the hammering in his chest. Only you had that effect on him.

“Then shut it,” you yawned. You hesitantly slid your hand into his. A quiet giggle fell from your lips as you felt him tense under your touch. His pink tinted cheeks told you everything you knew he wouldn’t say. “Wake me when the bus stops, will ya?”

“Yeah yeah. Just don’t go snoring in my ear or drooling.” His tough-guy appearance was slowly dissipating.

“Who said anything about me being close enough to you for you to hear me snoring?” You smiled cheekily and leaned closer to him. His grip around your hand tightened momentarily. 

“Tch, do whatever you want. Go ahead and get a crick in your neck from leaning against the window. See if I care.” He met your tired gaze with a cocky smirk, “as long as I get to beat ya at your best, I don’t give a shit.”

You rolled your eyes and nudged him with your shoulder. “Almost sounds like you care about me, Ka-chan,” you purred with a sly smirk. You leaned into him and rested your head on top of his shoulder. 

His body tensed as you laid your head on his shoulder. He wanted to wrap his arm around your shoulders to help you get comfortable, but he couldn’t get himself to move an inch. It wasn’t the first time he held you close, but it didn’t stop him from getting lost in the feeling. He tried to ignore the constant wiggling you kept doing beside him. Every tug of his hand. Each tickle from your curls. All the brushes of your breast against his arm. He tried to ignore all of it, but everything about you gave his heart a jumpstart like being on a rollercoaster. “Stay still, will ya?!” 

You sighed tiredly, feeling the bus finally begin to move. “S-sorry, I just can’t get comfy.” You couldn’t decide if that was really the problem, or if it was hard to sleep because of all the butterflies in your stomach. You failed to hold back another yawn. “It’s whatever. I’ll be fine,” you sat up with a defeated huff. 

Katsuki almost felt bad with how tired you looked. He had only seen you this tired on the rare nights you’d stay with him to study or watch a movie. His adam’s apple bobbed nervously as he thought of a solution. “Tch. Switch seats with me.” He avoided meeting your confused expression to hide his flushed cheeks. “Make a big out of this, and I’ll make you stay up the whole way.”

You nervously did as he told, watching him lean his back against the window. He held his arms out to you with a quiet grunt. Your cheeks felt like they were set ablaze. You nervously glanced around, checking to see if anyone was looking. Everyone was in their own worlds, either sleeping or too busy talking to take notice of either of you. You hesitantly leaned into his warm embrace, your heart thundering in your ears. A content sigh escaped your lips as he wrapped his arms around you. “Thanks, Katsu,” you purred as you snuggled your face into his neck. 

Katsuki watched you with a gentle smile on his face. “Told you not to make a big deal.” Everyone else faded away until it was only you and him. You were like a blanket, engulfing him in comfortable warmth. He held onto your waist with one arm, keeping you in place, while his other hand played with your stray curls. The stupidly cute smile on your face sent his heart into overdrive. 

“You’re such a dumbass.” As much as he hated it, he wanted the bus to take as long as possible to get there. Having you sleeping beside him just felt right.

“And you’re my big softie,” you whispered, your breath fanning over his neck. 

“Tch. You better not tell anyone.” There was no point in denying it anymore. He’d be your big softie forever if that’s what it took to put a smile on your face. “Now go to sleep before you run out of time.”

[uwua3]

hi bunnie! can i first just say that your name and blog are both so dang cute aaaa 🥺 can i request a best friend!izumi hc? 🥺👉👈 thank you so much 💛

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! YOU ARE THE CUTEST PERSON EVER~ i am in Love With You !!! also omg IZUMI ♡u♡ she is the Best Girl ever but #AllGirlsAreBestGirls !!! i love her so much, i’m so glad this was requested!!! i am so happy to write this ♡ PLEASE LOVE IZUMI!

summary: together, you and the currian are unstoppable! watching the cooking channel with your best friend just got even better

author’s note: i hope you love this 🥺 i am genuinely so soft over izumi she deserves the whole world

count how many times i say curry, it isn’t even Funny at this point T___T anyways, i was a bit nervous over this because i hadn’t watched the anime, so i didn’t know izumi well as a character! if all else fails, use the traits you know to the best of your ability! i love our curry queen regardless, though~

word count: 2,001

music: good as hell – lizzo ft. ariana grande

my best friend.

🍛 tachibana izumi

you, funny enough, met izumi at the grocery store in the spices aisle

you were unable to decide between which spices were necessary for the curry recipe you were about to attempt, staring at your phone screen with obvious confusion

what was the difference between each type of curry? which one was better? you scrolled down, reading off the countries,

“india, thailand, malaysia, china, south africa, japan...” you mumbled inaudibly before you heard a very distinct crash in the next aisle over. someone must’ve just hit their cart into a display or—

you saw a girl with long brown hair and pink eyes with... wait... were her pupils heart–shaped? you stumbled back as she approached like she was on a mission, standing a mere few feet from you as she smiled pleasantly at you like the situation wasn’t out of the ordinary at all

(oh no... was she one of those pyramid scheme scammers?)

“are you making curry?!” she questioned, leaning forward to glance at your screen only to squeal in excitement at the confirmation. you gulped, nodding with a tinge of doubtful fear

if you said yes, were you about to be attacked right here and now in the middle of a grocery store? you just wanted some curry...

“i’m so happy for you! do you need help? i know the perfect combination of spices for any type of curry! i can make a different curry for each day of the year!” she offered to help, putting her hands together with a pleading look like she was dying to talk about curry

you nodded again and her entire face lit up again, going off on a rant without taking a moment to breathe

she was so knowledgable on all types of curry! you took notes diligently, deciding on japanese chicken katsu curry as the meal for tonight

when you told her, she clapped her hands and giddily jumped up and down. it was honestly refreshing to see someone so enthusiatic about food!

“i’m sorry for randomly talking to you, but i just love curry! do you need help looking for the rest of the items?” she offered to help, already with an armful of the spices you needed and dumped them into your cart

you pondered, thinking as you looked at the girl. she was nice enough, and clearly wasn’t much of a threat if she was willing to approach a stranger without any discomfort

why not? you smiled, offering your hand out to shake as you introduced yourself. she took it quickly, enthusiatically shaking it up and down as she giggled

“izumi! glad to meet you!”

from that point forward, you two became best friends for life!

izumi was the life of the party and brought happiness wherever she went. not only that, but she was incredibly polite and kind! it wasn’t everyday you met a girl that was full of life and always determined to overcome any obstacle in her path!

izumi would go through anything and everything for her friends despite how busy she was 24/7. she juggled being the mankai director (which was babysitting 20 boys), helping other acting troupes, and cooking at night but still made time to see you at least every week

you weren’t surprised when you were encouraged to come over for a company dinner one night and saw so. many. variations. of curry set up at the table. like the other boys, you attempted to hide your grimace (but very poorly, you weren’t a trained actor like the rest of the entourage was)

“what’s wrong? are you okay?” izumi’s motherly instincts kicked in as she hurried to put her hand against your forehead. you had to pretend like you were coming down with a cold the rest of the week and forced the curry down your throat

(the boys secretly gave you water under the table, whispering advice on how to bear it and grin as they made up fake situations to pass your chair)

(the high schoolers just looked relieved to not be the victim that night)

(seriously... so. many. variations.)

(every time you were invited to a meet–up, you texted the groupchat named “stop the currian” to see if izumi was making curry)

(she always was. you still ate it because you loved her too much to say no)

but other than curry, izumi loved cooking! she was subscribed to sooo many culinary and baking channels on youtube. she loved sending you links with a follow–up text that said: “wanna make this tonight? i know you want to eat it! ;)”

(you complained about how it always ended in a minor food fight you had to clean up. you still let her in when she knocked on your front door with bags of groceries)

(after so many visits, izumi was beginning to be proficient at other forms of culinary like baking since you enjoyed it so much)

one time, you even convinced izumi to make her own youtube channel. you had set up a camera omi loaned on a tripod, acting as the best cameraman ever of course

(you had a clapperboard that had the production titled, “izumi is replacing bon appétit’s claire” with take 1 freshly written)

“you got this, izumi!” you encouragedly put a fist in the air, “fighting!”

izumi nodded cutely, wearing her favorite striped shirt with a pastel pink apron. she held a automatic whisk in her right and was already posing with a mixing bowl in her left, ready to demonstrate how to make your favorite dessert

(maybe you suggested the idea because you wanted food, who knows?)

counting down vocally, you watched as your fingers dropped down to a zero and the red light on the camera started blinking. it was go time, and izumi immediately got into action

“hello, everyone! my name is tachibana izumi and today we will be making—”

the camera fell off the stand as izumi’s whisk flew out of her hand and smacked the lense directly in the middle. a sickening thud echoed through the apartment as you two stood in shock, staring at the expensive camera with unease. it didn’t look... uh... functional?

you quickly put your finger on your nose since it was an unspoken rule that touching your nose automatically meant opting out. you were a second earlier than izumi as she gasped like she was offended

“i am not telling omi!” izumi freaked out, running over but the damage was already done. the camera definitely didn’t turn on anymore

(you and izumi bought the same camera that day and switched the memory cards) (omi raised his eyebrows at the sudden newness of his trusty camera, but didn’t say anything as he just took it and thanked you for bringing it back safe)

(yeah... omi definitely knew. but, he wasn’t too bothered to say anything about it)

(“izumi? what did you spend so much money on last month?” sakyo reviewed her financial statement, watching as she nervously sweat and glanced at omi. he just shrugged like he had no idea)

so you two stuck to mindlessly watching the cooking channel on the tv. it was the usual weekend: becoming insecure over the unreal and extremely talented kid bakers who made a whole 3–tier cake in two hours, making fun of america’s worst chefs when they didn’t know how to cut a chicken, and yelling at cheating cooks who were way too competitive on chopped

it was better that way, anyways. maybe going viral on the internet wasn’t meant for everyone. you still got your dessert, much to your satisfaction

(“yeah, yeah. it’s only because you’re my best friend.” izumi laughed, shoving the plate with extra servings as you stuffed your face. she just fondly rolled her eyes as you tried saying thanks with your mouth full)

(“gross!” izumi squealed, throwing the kitchen mitts at you as you fought back, nearly hitting her with one of the pastries. you already know what happens next. izumi stopped baking for you for a long time [a month] as punishment)

speaking of baking, izumi loved making the most ridiculous cakes you’ve ever seen in your entire life

on random days, she’d make the most creative cupcakes ever with individual designs with meticulous attention to detail

(izumi always had to slap masumi’s hands away from the white box she’d set aside specifically for you. he’d pout, hurt, wondering why she didn’t make any food other than curry for him)

(“masumi... you really need to look at other girls.” you remembered advising him, sympathetically patting his back as he angrily accused you of being in love with izumi, too! to this day, it’s still awkward on your end when you see masumi and he thinks you’re his lifelong competitor)

but on important celebrations like your birthday and anniversaries, her cakes were... something. they’d be the most delicious things on earth, but the design would be comically ugly. she’d put the most bare minimum art ever and write the words way too big and it wouldn’t fit. there were always misspellings. maybe it was a curse for being so well–rounded?

another fun fact was you and izumi were the ultimate power duo! whenever you two went to hang out in public, you always made sure some creep wasn’t staring at her and she did the same for you all the time

as friends, it was your job to make sure you two were as safe and sound as possible

(one time, an absolute douchebag tried to wolf whistle her and izumi had to stop you from getting into a fight in broad daylight)

izumi was way too nice. she was such a selfless person and often acted like the big sister you never had. she was always ready with the most agreeable advice and showed up with her arms open. she was so giving, it was easy to see why everyone loved her

but you liked giving back, too! (much to her surprise) you even tried your hand at making some new form of curry by throwing in random spices and calling it a day, but you realized she was the most critical judge ever for any type of curry

(you stopped making curry for her. she would narrow her eyes and push her imaginary glasses up like an anime character. it was terrifying, she always appreciated it but... you shuddered, izumi was scary)

once, you even rented that curry truck to come by for her birthday! you never saw someone look like they were this close to passing out from maximum happiness

(you even bought a director’s chair for her with izumi bedazzled across the back)

(she now sits in it to get that extra confidence boost before a big show)

but the most important gift that kept on giving was spending quality time with izumi when she needed it most

when the anniversary of her father going missing came back around, you were the first person at her room. with curry you knew she liked from that really one obscure place and all the time that day to make sure she way okay

(she was such a big sister! izumi always claimed she was fine and it was just another normal day, but you were always there to provide comfort she didn’t even know she needed)

you took time out of your day to help her with all her mudane tasks after you saw she once physically fainted from tiredness

(it almost gave you a heart attack the first time, but then you noticed tsuzuru also did that too so it must’ve been something in the mankai dorm air)

you then became a well known figure in the theatre community as “izumi’s best friend”

(you were not upset with that title at all, in fact, you hoped it never changed)

who knew you’d meet your best friend forever at a grocery store? over curry nonetheless?

(yes, you’re izumi’s best friend, but it doesn’t mean you’re exempt from the spices rant)

[rogueariadne]

To Have A Villain’s Quirk

THIRTEEN: HOLDING YOU BACK

Song: Alive - Battle Tapes    

Groaning at the pain in her abdomen, Kaida slowly opened her eyes to the bright light overhead of her. She hissed and turned her head away from it, seeing another person at the door to the room. "D..dad..?" She faintly called out, making the tall man quickly turn from who he was talking to.

    "Kaida! Oh, good to see you actually awake." He came and sat beside her, leaning on the bed as she tried to sit up, only for him to gently push her back down. "No, no, you need to rest up a little more. You're still in the process of healing. That hit took out a good chunk and is still piecing itself back together. You should try to eat a little though, it should speed it up." He sighed and brushed her hair out of her face, a small smile gracing his lips. Kaida closed her eyes for a second before going into near panic mode.

    "Dad. Does mom know?" He hesitated before looking away.

    "Well, it was on the news.. and the Principle specifically called us because the special circumstances surrounding our family's quirks."

    "Oh no." She groaned, turning away as she buried her face in her hands. "She's never gonna let me come back to school again!" He just chuckled, continuing to brush her hair back.

    "I wouldn't say that, I'm sure if you convince her enough, she'll let you." He joked, only to jump when a throat was cleared behind them. "Kaori!" He looked at her, grinning nervously as he stood and backed away from the bed. She raised a brow at him, arms crossed with a small smile on her face. She rolled her eyes before they landed on the hospitalized girl. The smile dropped, being replaced by a worried frown.

    "Oh.. my baby girl.." She came forward swiftly, gently placing her hands on either side of her face. She took in the scrapes and bruises on her skin, still not completely healed. It was obvious she was using all of her energy to heal her abdomen.

    "Hi mom.. I'm sorry."

    "Sweetie.. why are you apologizing? You fought for your life and got out alive." She said, Takeshi coming back to sit on the girl's other side. "If anyone is apologizing, it should be those ruffians that hurt you and attacked the USJ." The two looked at their daughter, a smile on their faces as she nodded.

    "So.. does that mean I can keep going to UA?" Kaori sighed all dramatically, looking away while her husband shook his head at her.

    "As much as I would rather you go to a normal school, where you'd be more safe, I know there would be no keeping you away from your new friends and training to be a hero. Can't have you becoming a vigilante, can we?"

    "Did you just joke?" Kaida asked her mom, eyes widening a little bit before laughing at her moms shocked expression.

    "Is that bad? I thought it would lighten the mood.." The three laughed, continuing their talking while Kaida tried to convince her mom to let her stay. Her mother kept dragging it out in a joking manner, only making the girl whine in protest. They were there for a while longer, Recovery Girl swinging by the extra room to check on her and help as much as she could. Soon she was sent home to rest for the night. 'No training!' Her mother made that clear. Just not until she was healed up. In the morning, UA had given the day off. Like they wanted their students to have a break after the attack. But it was still pretty tough to relax. So, after spending the day with her family, she felt like she was ready to go back. Of course, Kaori was still hesitant to let her go back to school, but eventually gave in when Kaida was sure she was going to be late. Takeshi was soon out the door behind her, already running behind for his job. Two peas in a pod, those two. As the door closed, Kaori walked back to the living area, catching her cell phone lighting up. She sighed as she looked at the message waiting for her.

'From: Mr. Giri' 'Mrs. Hiyama, here is the new list of groceries.'

    A whole list followed that message, making her sigh once again, more frustrated. Perhaps she should get to work.

                                                                                          *

    Kaida huffed as she finally reached the campus grounds, holding her still bandaged side as she walked. It felt like she was cramping but she could work through it. She just needed to take it a little slow. She wasn't late, thank god, seeing as class hadn't even started yet, but when she opened the door to the class, she was nearly tackled down by a certain pinkette. "Kai! You're okay! We had no way of knowing if you were alright 'cause no one was allowed to see you!" Ashido yelled out, thick tears streaming down her face as Hagakure came bounding up, taking Kaida's hand.

    "I'm happy you're okay! Kirishima said you got hurt really badly!" Before she could speak, the red head in question was already joining them at the door.

    "How are you able to come to school like nothing happened?! You took a heavy hit!" Kaida started to wave her hands a bit frantically, something she picked up from Midoriya.

    "Hey, calm down, guys! Don't worry, regeneration's apart of my quirk! I'll be completely healed in no time. At least there's not a hole through me anymore!" She joked, only for the look on everyone else's faces to look horrified, Mina crying out again,

    "You were completely impaled?!" She nearly sweat-dropped at the situation before they finally let her take a seat, Hagakure sitting behind her and continuing to talk with her. Iida came busting in not too long after, telling everyone to take their seats even though they were all already sitting down. The chatter continued before the mummy himself shuffled his way into the room. No one understood why Aizawa was already back, but he wasn't going to let anyone fuss over him today.

    "My well being is irrelevant. What's more important is that your fight isn't over yet." This caught everyone's attention. Our fight? Does that mean that they were going to have to fight more villains? Kaida wasn't even all the way healed yet, but that was life. Being thrown at her in every direction. She was lucky her mother had become more lenient. "The UA Sports Festival is about to start."

    "Ugh! Why would you scare us like that?!" Kaida released the breath she was holding, wincing a bit as it caused her abdomen to tense up. She frowned a little as Kirishima jumped up and yelling to kick some ass, but it was pretty funny in itself. Of course, Kaminari stepped in, shutting him up, and Kaida took that moment to chime in.

    "Is it really such a good idea to hold the sports festival so soon after the villains snuck inside?" Some nodded while Ojiro continued.

    "They could attack once we're all in the same place." Aizawa's muffled voice came through, obviously already tired of dealing with them.

    "Apparently, the administration thinks this is a good way to show the threat has been handled and our school is safer than ever. Plus they're beefing up security compared to past years. This event is a huge opportunity for all students at UA. It's not something we can cancel because of a few villains." Kaida could understand, she had was the event every year, so fascinated by everyone's quirks. She was kind of like Midoriya in a way. Taking in everyone's fighting styles. Although, her main fighting style was something she was sure no one had ever seen before. All thanks to her mother.

    Mineta's terrified voice came from near the back of the classroom, asking why they couldn't cancel it. Only for Izuku to explain. "Our sports festival is one of the most watched events in the entire world. In the past, everyone obsessed over the Olympic games. But then Quirks started appearing. Now, the Olympics have been drastically reduced in terms of scale and viewership. For anyone who cares about competition, there's only one tournament that matters. The UA Sports Festival."

    "That's right! And top heroes everywhere will be watching." Kaida said and Yaoyorozu nodded, joining her.

    "This is where you get scouted."

    "Sure, unless you're dead." Mineta said, shrinking away. No one really paid him any mind though as Kaminari continued.

    "They're right, though. After graduating, a lot of people join pro agencies as a sidekick."

    "Yeah, but that's as far as some people go. They miss their chance to go indie and stay eternal sidekicks." Jirou started, looking over to the electric type. "Actually, that's probably where you're headed. You're kinda dumb." Kaida was sure she saw the boys spirit break a little bit.

    "It's true that joining a famous hero agency can garner you greater experience and popularity. That's why the festival matters. If you wanna go pro one day, then this event could open the path for you. One chance a year. Three chances in a lifetime. No aspiring hero can afford to miss the festival. That means you better not slack off on your training."

    "Yes, sir!"

    "Class is dismissed."

                                 *     The next few classes were a breeze, Kaida starting to actually work a little harder. Aizawa was right. She couldn't afford to slack off. Whether with training or school. If she wanted to become a hero one day, she needed to be better prepared. So, as lunchtime rolled around, she was going through everything in her head about what she could do better. And how she could fight against everyone in the room. She needed the advantage. She jumped at Uraraka suddenly getting so fired up, blinking in surprise. She sighed and looked down at her things, playing with her ponytail. How could she prove she was a good choice? She'd probably get knocked right out first thing. She glanced to the side as she saw a certain blond getting up and leaving. Her eyes widened as she watched him, getting a thought before quickly getting up and walking out the door to go after him.

    "Katsu, wait!" She called out, stopping the boy in his tracks as he half turned to look at her, glaring.

    "What do you want, Red?" She fidgeted a little bit, working up her courage. "Spit it out, damnit! I don't have all day."

    "Train with me!" She squeaked out, meeting his widening eyes. He stared at her for a moment before chuckling darkly.

    "Pfft, what?"

    "Will you train with me?" She took a deep breath before continuing. "You're one of the best fighters in our class, and I think I could learn a lot."

    "Tch, why don't you fuckin ask stupid Deku? You guys are all buddy buddy after all."

    "I need someone who's more experienced and I don't have to worry about accidentally hurting them. We both can take a beating, as we saw with the USJ attack." She took a step forward, still keeping a respectable distance between them. "Please, Katsu, I wouldn't ask you if I didn't think you were stronger and more experienced than me." He rolled his eyes, facing her fully now.

    "So, is flattery the only thing you know, because it won't get you anywhere." He growled out, but his eyes seemed to soften just a little, no longer glaring but still looking down at her. She stared back, a more determined look on her face as they stayed quiet. Eventually, he looked away, huffing. "Fine, whatever. Just don't waste my time."

    "Thank you, Katsu!" She bowed slightly as he turned to walk away, muttering as he left. She stood up straight with a smile on her face, heading back to the classroom, to enjoy her own lunch. Just a few strips of the flesh she was sent every month. It happened to double thanks to her enrolling in UA. It helped keep her stamina up and helped heal her faster. She should be completely healed by tomorrow.

    She hummed softly to herself, ripping out a piece of paper to write down her number for the explosion boy, just a little in awe at the fact that he even agreed. Kaida nearly fell from her seat as Mina scooted herself halfway onto the chair, sharing it as she wrapped her arms around the other. "Heyyy, whatcha doin! Is that your number? You gonna give it to someone? Can I have it, too!"

    Thanks to Mina's loud mouth, the other girls heard, along with a few of the boys. So, her number got handed out to the girls, in which Mina went ahead and put them all in a group chat, Kaminari, and Kirishima. Her phone continued to buzz with the several messages she was getting from everyone. She sighed, assigning names to each of them before she forgot. Finally, when she was left alone and everyone was distracted, she managed to slip the piece of paper into one of Katsuki's folders, hoping he'd find it at some point.                                    *     The end of the day finally came around, and Class 1-A were all getting ready to leave when they found that the door and hallway were completely blocked by other students. Kaida adjusted the bag on her bag, looking at the crowd. She watched Bakugo walk to the door, stating the obvious that no one else could see apparently.

    "They're scouting the competition, idiots. We're the class that survived a real villain attack." Well, he was right. She followed his move, walking up the crowd with him. He had sent her a text in the middle of class, calling her an idiot for just putting the paper where he probably wouldn't have found it but that she got lucky. He said that they would have to train this afternoon, even though she said she had to be careful because of the wound. He just said he'd try not to mess her up too bad. So, that meant something. He stopped in front of them, head held high, Kaida stopping just behind him and peeking her head around him.

    "At least now you know what a future pro looks like. Now move it, extras." Kaida looked at him, surprise etched into her face as she smacked his arm.

    "Katsu!" Behind her, Iida was calling him out. Bakugo only glanced down at the girl, giving a small 'tch'.

    "So, this is Class 1-A." Kaida for her eyes from the blond, looking for the source of the voice. "I heard your guys were impressive, but you just sound like an ass." She watched a purple haired boy make his way to the front of the crowd, staring Bakugo down. "Is everyone in the hero course delusional, or just you?" Everyone in 1-A flinched at the insult as Bakugo began to get pissed off, and Kaida made a point to grip his arm to keep him from charging. "how sad to come here and find a bunch of ego maniacs. I wanted to be in the hero course, but like many others here, I was forced to choose a different track. Such is life."

    "I didn't cut it the first time around, but I have another chance. If any of us do well in the sports festival, the teachers can decide to transfer is to the hero course. And they'll have to transfer people out to make room." Kaida frowned, making eye contact with the boy. "Scouting the competition? Maybe some of my peers are, but I'm here to let you know that, if you don't bring your very best, I'll steal your spot right from under you. Consider this a declaration of war." Kaida could feel the tension between the this boy and Bakugo, the glares almost causing static. Another boy from the next hero class came to start yelling at them, too, and that's when it really hit her. This whole school hates them. He jerked his arm from her hand as he started walking away, leaving her there while Kirishima tried to tell him to talk to them. He only brushed it off and said he was going to beat them. She frowned as she watched him walk off, looking at the crowed in front of her. Making eye contact with the purple haired boy, she quickly bowed.

    "I'm so sorry about him! Sadly, he's always an ass so don't take it too personally." She gave him a hesitant smile, starting to move around him and go after the other, only to stop at his words.

    "I'd be careful who you have as friends. They just might be the ones holding you back." She turned half way, a smile still on her face.

    "Maybe.. or they just might be the ones pushing me forward." She waved to the boy, nodding slightly as she turned back to follow Bakugo. They walked mostly in silence, both still not believing that they actually agreed to train together. And they had two weeks to get their shit together.

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[1a-imagines]

They meet your protective, older brother.

Type: Scenario

Characters: Midoriya, Bakugou, Todoroki.

Midoriya:

"A-Are you sure it's ok to stay the night (y/n)?" Midoriya's hands fidgeted nervously in front of him as you both made your way to your house.

To be honest, when you had suggested he stayed over he though he had heard you wrong. Surely you didn't mean you two should spend the night sleeping in the same room together?! Right?

Well when you repeated yourself and he found out he did in fact hear correctly, he almost passed out. Luckily he had been sitting down.

He couldn't believe what you were suggesting, and you had said it all so bluntly too! As if it was no big deal! You eventually convinced him it was ok and you just wanted to hang out with him, Watching movies and playing games, there was nothing serious about it. He finally agreed.

"Won't your parents be mad? You did tell them r-right?" It was obvious your precious boyfriend was still so nervous, even though you had assured him at least 10 times now it was fine.

"You don't have to worry so much, silly~" you teased him before reaching to grab his hand. Giving it a small reassuring squeeze. He smiled at you, feeling a little calmer after seeing your radiant smile and feeling your soft hand in his own. You always knew how to calm him down, you did it so naturally too. Sometimes he wasn't even sure you knew you had such a calming effect on him.

"Also, my parents are out of town!"

"AHHH!"

He hadn't meant to scream but he couldn't help it after hearing your parents wouldn't even be there! He began to panic at the thought of being alone with you all night. You had to stop walking to calm him down again. He was nervously muttering to himself and tugging on his hair as he tried to convince himself it would be fine and it's no big deal, but in the end he only made it worse for himself.

"Izuku! Calm down!"

You tried to reassure him again but to no avail. He couldn't hear you through his vigorous muttering. You sighed and grabbed one if his hands, which of course caused him to finally look at you and the muttering to cease.

"My big brother will be there! We won't be alone! Come on! I wouldn't do that to your nerves. Relax ok?" You spoke to him softly. He took in a deep breath. Your older brother? He had yet to meet him, you brother wasn't often home and the thought of meeting him made Midoriya a little nervous but nothing was more nerve wrecking than the thought of being alone with you. He just wasn't ready for that kind of pressure.

You got to your home and walked inside. You yelled out that you were home to alert your brother. You had already told him you were bringing your boyfriend over, and surprisingly he had said it was alright. Which was strange because you knew how protective he could be, and now he was letting a boy stay the night? It was suspicious and that's why you were on high alert tonight.

The sound of heavy and firm footsteps made their way down the wooden stairs. You hadnt even made it to the living room when you heard your older brother call out to you.

"(Y/n)! Aren't you going to introduce me to your boyfriend?" Your brother asked with a stern tone.

You scrunched up your nose, was he seriously already trying to intimidate your poor boyfriend. You both turned to see a very tall and muscular looking make behind you. Your brother stared down at Midoriya, as if sizing him up. Your brother was a lot taller than you both so having him towering over you wasn't helping the situation.

Midoriya shrunk under his cold gaze. You noticed this and glared at your brother. "Izuku, this is my big brother, (B/n). (B/n) this is Izuku." You gritted through your teeth, the sight of seeing your brother act so coldly towards such a sweet guy like Midoriya made your blood boil.

"I-i-its super nice to meet you." Midoriya managed squeak out. (B/n) continued to stare down at him. He only grunted in response. You three made you way to the living room and when Midoriya wasn't paying attention you punched your brother in the arm as a warning. He only smirked at you, he probably hadn t even really felt the punch. "What?"

"Stop trying to scare him!"

"Hey! I'm just making sure he's a good enough guy for you!"

"Well maybe try getting to know him before being an ass?"

Your brother sighed in annoyance but agreed to behave himself for now. Throughout the night he still kept a close watch on Midoriya, Observing his every move. It was safe to say it did not take long for him to warm up to your boyfriend completely. He noticed how sweet he was to you.

How whenever you needed something he would jump up and get it for you, no questions asked. How he would hold doors open for you, or even how he always asked permission before he got too close to you. Like if he could hold your hand or place a kiss on it. The icing on the cake was when your brother woke up to see Midoriya was making breakfast for you.

It was safe to say by the end of the night he had completely won over your brother. In fact, they got along great! When it was time for Midoriya to leave (b/n) held out a hand to him with a big toothy grin on his face. "I'm so glad to see my little (y/n) has such good taste in boys! You're a real gentleman! Thanks for taking such good care of (y/n) for me! Come back around anytime! You're always welcome!"

You felt yourself releasing your breath in relief. Your brother liked your boyfriend. Thank god! You knew your brother was not easily won over and yet here you were, watching as they were shaking hands and taking as if they had been friends for years now.

As you waved goodbye to a very happy Midoriya from the gate you felt your brother nudge your side as he too waved goodbye. "If you hurt him, I'll kill you."

"Eh!? What happened to being protective over me!?"

"Yeah? well that was before I met your incredibly innocent boyfriend."

Bakugou:

"(Y/n) go get the apples. They're in the next isle." Your brother told you as he looked down at the list of food. Your parents had sent you both away to do some chores and so now you were both in the middle of a cold supermarket on a beautiful, sunny day being bored out of your minds.

"Sure, whatever." You muttered, feeling your spirits being dragged down even more.

You wanted to be out hanging with your friends! Eating ice cream! Going to the beach! It was so nice out and you were stuck doing chores. You walked into the next isle and grabbed a bag of the fruit you were after.

You were about to head back to your brother when you heard an all too familiar voice yelling in the next isle over. You ran into the next isle to see if your suspicions were correct.

Which if course, they were. You stood behind an angry Bakugou yelling at a very bored looking kaminari. The rest of your friend group was there but they were staying out of this arguement. Each of them looked just as bored as the next.

"I'm just saying. This is boring! Let's get (y/n) and head to the beach or something!"

"I told you idiots, (y/n) is busy doing chores today! And you didnt have to follow me here!" He yelled.

"Figured it would be you yelling in the middle of the supermarket, katsu." You walked up to him with a smile. Suddenly your mood had lifted knowing your friends and boyfriend were here too. Everything was more fun with them around!

"Huh?" He turned back and seemed to calm down upon seeing you. "Oh, hey babe." He replied. You giggled at the sudden mood change and was about to reply when a very unhappy voice chimed in from behind you.

"Babe?"

You froze hearing your big brother's voice and feared to turn around. You had never told him about having a boyfriend. Why? you might ask yourself. Well, it's simple. Your big brother was over protective and your boyfriend was a hot head. You figured the two wouldn't mix well and feared them meeting.

"Oh hey bro.." You chuckled nervously. Sweat gathering on your head. If looks could kill you would be dead ten times by now.

"Who's this asshole?" Bakugou asked, he didn't seem all that interested. He spoke in a bored tone despite the glares he was currently receiving from your brother. You saw your (b/n) fists tighten, and it suddenly felt as though your nightmares were becoming a reality.

The rest of the bakusquad sensed the extreme tension in the air and did not want to be apart of what was about to go down.

"Hey guys. Remember that thing we had to do?"

"Yeah. That thing was important."

"We should definately leave abruptly and go do that thing."

"Aw! But guys I wanted to watch!"

Mina pouted but ended up ultimately being pulled away, and like that they were gone and you were stuck inbetween two angry men. You took in a deep breath and hoped for the best.

"Katsuki, meet (b/n). My big brother. Bro, meet katsuki. M-my.... b-boyfriend." You stuttered nervously.

"Boyfriend!? You have to be kidding right!? This hot head who was just yelling in the middle of the store?"

"Look I know I didn't tell you but-"

"What does it matter to you who she dates, huh?"

"They're my sibling!"

"Congrats, and they're my partner, What of it?"

Oh god. Someone please put me out of my misery.

You had planned to tell your brother very soon as your relationship had gotten a lot more serious lately, but it seems your plans had been ruined as they were now practically ready to start throwing punches at each other.

You couldn't let this happen.

"If you think for one minute I'm letting my little (y/n) date a peice of shit like you, think again!"

It seemed in the time you had zoned out things had only gotten much worse.

"Too bad its not your choice." Katsuki turned to you with narrowed eyes. "You didn't tell me you had such an over protective asshole for a brother."

"You-"

You rushed inbetween them and pushed your brother back. "Listen to me (b/n). I know this isn't the best first impressions-"

"You think so?"

"But! Give him a chance. I didn't just start dating him for no reason. I've known him for a really long time now and we've been dating for months-"

"Months!?"

"- and he's been giving me his all! He's not the best with Lovey emotions but he's really trying for me. I was a bit worried at first but honestly?" You turned back to looked at your boyfriend with warm, loving eyes. "He's proven me wrong. I had nothing to worry about. He's making me so happy. Happier than I ever thought I could be."

Bakugou eyes softened hearing you say that. You smiled at him before turning back to your brother who had seemed to calm down a bit. You stepped back from him and stood beside Bakugou grabbing onto his hand. "If you don't want to give him a chance then fine. That's your choice. But trust me, you're missing out. He's shown me sides of himself I didnt even know he had. I wouldn't trade him for the world. So you better get use to him being around."

Bakugou muttered something about being 'stupidly mushy and shit.' His head was turned away from you and there was a prominate blush on his cheeks. You knew he liked the praise from the way he squeezed your hand though. You heard your brother sigh, running a hand through his hair.

"Fine... I'll give him a chance. But I got my eye on you, kid."

"That's fine. Do whatever you want. I don't give a shit, just know that nothing. Not even you could keep me away from them. I'm not loving them half heartedly, so if you think I'll give them up so easily. You're dead wrong." Bakugou growled.

You immeadiatly thought it would cause another fight but to your suprise your brother let out a amused huff.

"Maybe you're not so bad after all."

Todoroki:

"Thanks so much for helping me again! I know you probably have better things to do." You bashfully rubbed the back for your head as you walked through the school halls.

"Of course I don't. We're dating, if you need help, then I'm here for you." Your boyfriends answered bluntly as he helped you carry your books out of school. "Yeah, I suppose. But you've been tutoring me so much lately. I feel bad for taking up so much of your time."

"You shouldn't feel bad. In fact, I'm thankful that I get to spend all this time with you. Even if we're just studying, being around you seems to brighten my mood."

Your cheeks lit up at his words. Despite being usually quiet you had realised after awhile of dating him he was really smooth and had a way with words, even the most simplest of things he would say could make your heart soar.

When you got outside, the sun was setting and everything around you looked to be a beautiful golden colour. It was so peaceful, especially because you two were the only ones around, everyone else had left a few hours ago, when school ended for the day.

You sighed happily and closed your eyes to soak in the warm feeling of the sun on your skin.

"(Y/n)?"

You peaked one eye open to see your brother stood in front of you. You noticed the car keys in his hand and figured he was here to pick you up.

"Hi (b/n)! Are you here to take me home?"

He nodded in response and you turned to todoroki who was staring at the strange male with an emotion your couldn't quite place. His eyebrows were slightly pinched together and he looked at if he was trying to figure something out.

You tapped his shoulder to get his attention and he snapped out of whatever trance he was in. "(Y/n)? Who is your friend?" There was a slight cautious tone in his voice as he seemed to hover closer towards you. You gave him a confused look but decided not to bring it up. If you really wanted to you could always ask him about it later.

"This is my big brother!"

You took notice he visibly relaxed a little. He nodded and gave a slight bow of his head. "It's so nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you."

"Funny, I too have heard a lot about you. (Y/n) never stops talking about you."

You blushed and shot your brother a warning glare. Silently telling him to stop talking. The last thing you wanted was for your boyfriend to know just how much you talk about him. It's an embarrassing amount. But you couldn't help it! He made you so happy!

Your brother smirked in response before going over to your boyfriend and placing a firm hand onto his shoulder. "This goes without saying but you had better take good care of (y/n). Cause if I find out you hurt them-"

"I assure you I would never dream of hurting them. In fact I've made it my own personal mission to make them feel as happy and as safe as they have made me feel. They have supported me and shown me nothing but kindness since day one. Hurting them is the last thing I would ever dream of doing."

The seriousness in his voice made your brother step back in shock. "Yeah... wow. I didnt- I didn't expect you to be so serious about them."

"Ive never been more serious about anything in my life." He replied in his usual monotoned voice.

He was even surprising you with how serious he was about this. Of course it was so nice to hear but you had no idea how serious he was really taking your relationship already. You had only been dating for a few months. You smiled up at him, slowly tugging on his sleeve to get his attention.

He turned to you and asked what was wrong. "I never thought I would see the day someone was able to deflect my over protective brother like that" your eyes sparkled with excitement. "It was so impressive! Teach me how to do that too!"

You brother was watching you both converse with each other. He took note how you got overly excited about how "cool" your boyfriend was and then you began laughing about the pun you had made? You had completely lost your brother at this point but it by the way Todoroki softly smiled down at you it was easy to tell he was keeping up.

"Well... at least someone seems to understand them.."

[bokura-no-ua]

Inktober - Day 12: Shattered

Pairing: Kirishima Eijirou/Bakugou Katsuki Rating: T (for language) Other tags: Copious amounts of blushing, Bakugou Katsuki Sweats A Lot, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings

This is the third part of a little ongoing series. If you would like to know what happened before, here are Part 1 & Part 2! Or you can read everything on AO3!

Art by Kumi. Words by Red. Please, do not repost anywhere.

Katsuki had screwed up. Big time.

He was sweating, profusely, and was way too aware of the weight of his own limbs, where each hand laid on his lap, how his left leg was starting to become numb from being tucked under his body.

But worst of all, he was highly aware of the heat he felt alongside his entire right side from where he was pressed next to Eijirou, from shoulder to hip to leg.

They were sitting on Katsuki’s bed, against the headboard, and were watching a movie. But Katsuki didn’t exactly understand what was going on because he had stopped following the plot ever since Eijirou leaned against him to point something on the screen of his laptop, which was being precariously balanced on top of their legs, hence the proximity and Katsuki’s inner crisis.

That had happened around fifteen minutes in, and they were now just making it past the hour and a half mark.

As Katsuki got mildly distracted by the explosions and overdramatic reactions of the western actors currently on an enemy high-tech space ship, he almost didn’t see Eijirou’s head looming dangerously close to his shoulder.

Panicking, Katsuki paused the movie and excused himself by saying he needed to use the bathroom. He put the laptop on his nightstand and hurried towards the safety of the small room.

He leaned back against the door as soon as it was shut and almost ripped his shirt off to try and let his heated skin breathe.

He hadn’t sweated this much since they had training with Ectoplasm and Cementoss in the middle of the week. It was fucking ridiculous!

He hang the shirt on the towel rack for a second and realised he actually had to go to the bathroom. He hated being so nervous around Eijirou lately. Especially since that afternoon at the café when shit-for-brains had said his given name.

Well... if he was being honest with himself, it - whatever it meant - had begun a long time ago. Probably before he even offered to give Eijirou a massage.

It was true Katsuki had felt incredibly guilty every time he heard his little intakes of breath in class that day, but at that point he hadn’t been able to pinpoint why he felt such level of guilt. He sure as hell didn’t bother to even ask Four-eyes and Monkey Tail if they had any injuries. He simply didn’t care.

But that day at the café... when he realised why he was so excited to spend time alone with Eijirou, when he noticed the way his stomach did a flip whenever Eijirou got a little too near to his face and, of course, if all of that hadn’t been enough of a giveaway, the blush he sported on his cheeks after hearing his name falling so casually from Eijirou’s lips was all he needed to finally understand what was going on.

He had kind of fallen for his best friend. Which was fine because he wasn’t planning on doing anything about it. It would just cause a rift in their relationship when, ultimately, Eijirou rejected him, so why bother?

The only problem now was that Eijirou never used his first name, and Katsuki felt... disappointed? It was as if his heart started beating faster in anticipation when Eijirou was near before it plummeted down to his stomach each time he saw Eijirou’s mouth forming the syllables of his last name instead of his first.

He looked at himself in the mirror while he washed his hands and saw the little drops of perspiration around his hairline. Disgusted at his body’s reaction, he washed his face quickly, water splashing everywhere.

He dried his face and left the towel in the sink; he would take care of the mess later. Right now, what Katsuki needed to do was put on his shirt and stop hiding like a five-year-old.

However, he was not ready for what he found when he exited the bathroom.

There, sprawled out on his messy bed was his best friend and crush, his breathing even and steady, fast asleep.

Katsuki cursed under his breath, the heat from earlier coming back full force as all the blood in his body rushed to his cheeks.

What the fuck was he supposed to do now?! His fingers itched to reach for the phone in his pocket and take a picture but, for some reason, that felt awfully intrusive.

Instead, he neared the bed, quietly, his socks sliding across the wooden planks easily, and knelt down on the floor, right next Eijirou’s head, his red hair all over Katsuki’s pillow.

And he stared, eyes wide as he drank in the vulnerable expression, the slow rise and fall of Eijirou’s chest, the adorable smile that refused to leave his face most days. He wanted to commit the moment to memory, down to every little nose twitch.

He truly wasn’t prepared, was he?

This was nothing short of a testament of his willpower, which was crumbling rather quickly. He couldn’t stop the disgustingly mushy thoughts - he didn’t want to, really - that invaded his mind as he looked upon Eijirou’s stupidly peaceful face.

Without realising, he brought his arms up, his forearms resting carefully on the covers, and leaned forwards. He was so damn close that he could feel each exhale coming out of Eijirou’s parted lips.

His eyes became lidded as they locked on Eijirou’s mouth; unconsciously, he licked his own lips and swallowed nervously.

“Eijirou...” he whispered softly, just a few mere inches away from the other boy’s face.

“Katsu... ki?”

Eijirou had been on the verge of falling asleep. The warmth radiating from Katsu- um, Bakugou’s body lulling him into blissful unconsciousness.

But, he was jolted awake when Bakugou hit pause and got up to go to the bathroom.

Eijirou remained seated, his body sliding down the headboard a bit. He looked around the room, taking in the little bits and pieces that made Bakugou’s room feel so... his.

He hadn’t agreed to let anyone in when they toured the dorms that first night. And Eijirou felt a tinge of pride at being one of the few people that had got a glimpse of the space and, of course, at literally being the only person who had been allowed to enter the room.

Bakugou, despite the flashy insults and condescending nicknames, was a pretty reserved person. He treasured privacy, and Eijirou knew how lucky he was to have been given access to see a side of him that no one else had.

He got up and walked to the desk tucked away in the corner of the room, just opposite the bed. The first thing he saw was a pile of papers. When he grabbed the one on top, he realised they were the assignments they were given this past week... all finished. Wasn’t it Sunday? How the heck had Bakugou got through all of those in a single afternoon?! Eijirou had barely even glanced at the questions on some.

Shaking his head at his friend’s nerdy attitude, he kept looking around, seeing a couple of pictures on the shelf at the top of the desk.

There were a few framed ones. The first, starting from the left, had a small Bakugou in the middle with a man and a woman - Eijirou assumed to be his parents - who were hugging him from behind. They were all holding up peace signs and laughing. Bakugou had definitely been an adorable child.

The next was of an older Bakugou, standing next to a real-life size cardboard of All Might outside an arcade, it seemed; his friend’s eyes shining and a big smile plastered on his face.

Eijirou couldn’t help but smile along with him, his expression softening at the radiant look on probably seven- or eight-year-old Bakugou, beaming at the camera as he stood next to the cardboard version of his favourite hero.

He moved on to the next but his eye was drawn to a strip of pictures from a photo booth which was poking out from behind the frame. His curiosity got the best of him and he grabbed them, sneaking a glance towards the bathroom door. He had time; he could hear water running still.

He looked down at the pictures in his hand, and his heartbeat increased as soon as he did so.

The pictures were of Eijirou himself at a booth with Ashido and Sero, the ones they took that day at the mall, before the summer camp.

Bakugou had refused the invitation. Yet, he had somehow acquired these, the same pictures Eijirou had taped to the side of his own dresser, the ones he wished he could’ve taken with Bakugou.

Eijirou couldn’t remember having seen more than three sets that day, but it had been Ashido who had paid for and selected the pictures after they took them, so maybe she had accidentally bought four sets instead of three? Whatever it was that had happened, though, it didn’t explain how Bakugou had got them in the first place.

He was debating whether to ask him about it or not when he heard the water cut off and some movement in the bathroom.

Eijirou quickly put the pictures back where they had been and jumped on the bed. Maybe he could mess with Bakugou and pretend he had fallen asleep while waiting for him to come back and continue watching the movie.

With that plan in mind, he got comfortable and closed his eyes just as Bakugou opened the door and walked back in. Eijirou tried to even out his breathing and couldn’t help the little smile tugging at the corners of his lips when he heard Bakugou cursing under his breath after seeing him “sleeping” there.

He willed his body to remain calm and not move an inch as he felt, more than heard, Bakugou approaching the bed.

After a few seconds of silence, he got slightly scared that he was about to get thrown out of the room and banned for life because there was no palpable rage emanating from Bakugou.

Oh, no. What had Eijirou done? Bakugou was totally about to punch the living shit out of him, wasn’t he? His nose twitched involuntarily, but he managed to supress the urge to frown at the thought.

He was about to apologise when he felt the bed shift a bit.

Was Bakugou sitting down next to him? No, that couldn’t be; the weight didn’t seem that significant and it was close to Eijirou’s face rather than his torso, where there was a lot more available space.

What was Bakugou doing, then?

A second later, Eijirou felt his heart trying to beat its way out of his chest... He could feel Bakugou’s breath on his face! On. His. Face.

What was happening?!

When he dared open one of his eyes just a small bit, he saw Bakugou’s head leaning in, his own eyes focused solely on Eijirou’s lips, completely unaware that Eijirou was actually awake.

And then, he heard it. Bakugou whispered his name so damn softly, it was hard for him not to think he had imagined it.

“Eijirou...”

He felt how his entire body turned into a gigantic pile of goo at that. Considering the fact he had a hardening quirk, it was an incredibly strange sensation to experience. It was as if all of his organs had just melted inside him and merged into one big pile of nothing.

They never called each other by their first names; the only instance being when Eijirou had accidentally let Bakugou’s name slip at the café. And to announce he needed to “take a piss” no less. Smoothness at its finest. He had turned as red as his hair the moment his brain caught up with what he had just done, scared of what Bakugou’s reaction could be.

It had all been his own fault, really. Eijirou had taken to calling him “Katsuki” inside his head and now he had to make an extra mental effort to revert back so as not let that happen again.

But now, here he was: on Bakugou Katsuki’s bed, pretending to be asleep to rile him up, and his name on the other boy’s lips, which, by the way, were inches from his.

Had he actually fallen asleep and was dreaming all of this?

Nope. He was painfully aware of his body and what was going on around him. He could hear the central heating being turned on, he could hear footsteps outside in the hall, and the faint voices of their classmates as they went about their day.

This was real.

“Katsu... ki?”

Katsuki froze, his eyes widening before locking on Eijirou’s as he blinked both eyes open.

“How long have you been awake?” Katsuki asked slowly, his face a weird mixture of nerves, confusion and resignation.

“The, um, the whole time...” Eijirou replied. Now it was him who couldn’t stop staring at Katsuki’s parted lips, ignoring the worried lines appearing on the other’s forehead. “What- what were you about to do? Before I spoke?”

Their voices were so hushed, anyone who walked by the closed door of Katsuki’s room would’ve thought it was empty.

Katsuki swallowed, his mouth felt dry all of a sudden, as he realised what Eijirou was looking at.

“I- I don’t really know, I just-”

“You just what?” Eijirou pressed him, pushing himself up and supporting part of his weight on one of his forearms. This put him at an advantage, his face slightly higher than Katsuki’s.

“I just saw you and- fuck! And my body moved, okay? By... itself,” Katsuki said, his words becoming heated for a second before he managed to reel in his temper.

“Katsuki.” Eijirou’s voice trembled a bit.

“Yes?” Katsuki’s gaze jumped form Eijirou’s mouth to his eyes and back again.

“Kiss me?”

“Yes,” was all Katsuki said, a relieved kind of whisper, before he raised himself on his knees and covered Eijirou’s mouth with his.

A few short and shy pecks were exchanged first, and then, a small flick of Katsuki’s tongue against Eijirou’s lower lip was all it took for the kiss to shift from tentative to desperate.

Eijirou wasn’t exactly sure how long they remained in that position, but the stiffness building in his neck was definitely worth it.

After what felt like an eternity, Katsuki finally let go of his lips, and they were both panting, trying to get their breathing under control. Katsuki fell back, his arms extending behind him to support his weight, and Eijirou, in turn, collapsed on the bed.

“So,” Katsuki said after a few minutes of silence.

“So,” Eijirou echoed, his head lolling to the side to look at Katsuki. Once he realised Katsuki was not going to add anything else, he added, “can we maybe do that again sometime?”

Katsuki looked up at the ceiling, then, and smiled. An honest, genuine smile that soon turned into a grin.

“Sure, we can fucking do that again,” Katsuki said, his eyes gleaming playfully as they settled back on Eijirou’s face, and Eijirou couldn’t help but mirror his smile.

“Well, come up here then,” he said, making grabby hands and hiding half of his face on the pillow. He felt giddy and embarrassed, but exceedingly happy when Katsuki just rolled his eyes and complied with his request.

“You do realise you’re inviting me to make out with you while you’re lying on my bed, right?” Katsuki asked him as Eijirou scooted back to give the other boy enough space to be comfortable.

“Yeap!”

“You’re fucking unbelievable, did you know that?” Katsuki mumbled, his lips brushing against Eijirou’s as he spoke.

They exchanged a few lazy kisses, their hands starting to explore necks, hair and arms, before Eijirou couldn’t stop himself from adding a final comment.

“Says the guy with a secret stash of pictures of me on his desk.”

Katsuki’s eyes widened again before closing quickly, exhaling loudly through his nose.

“What have I told you about going through my fucking stuff, shit-for-brains?” Katsuki asked calmly, his eyes still closed.

“Hey, wait, what happened to Eiji-”

Eijirou couldn’t finish his question because Katsuki started tickling him, a fair and well-deserved punishment for what he had done.

Two full minutes of torture later, and an endless stream of pleas for mercy, Eijirou was only released after claiming that if he died from laughter, Katsuki wouldn’t be able to kiss him anymore.

It worked like a charm, of course. But they never got around to finishing that movie.

[stardusttrashed]

Crushing

Word Count: 2k

I racked my brain, trying to think of why I couldn’t seem to keep my eyes off the class sweetheart. I should’ve been focusing on math work in front of me. It was easy enough that I could’ve completed it in my sleep. Instead, my eyes were focused on the girl across the room who busied herself, helping others and making idle conversations. 

My eyes roamed over her figure as she leaned against Deku’s desk. Somehow she made our boring uniform seem like something you’d see in a magazine. Or at least I think so. I’ve never been one to read through fashion magazines or anything. I tried my best to hide my snarl as she giggled away at something Deku said. 

I’m not really sure when it happened or even how. She’s so annoyingly kind and bubbly like a walking ball of sunshine that always manages to get in the way. She’s always rushing in to protect people, even if that meant putting herself at risk. She’s a complete idiot. 

“Yo, Earth to Bakugo,” Kirishima snapped his fingers in front of my eyes, pulling me out of my trace. I blinked several times as I tried to refocus on the paper lying on the table in front of me. “Everything alright? You’re usually done with classwork by now.”

I clicked my tongue against the roof of my mouth, “what? Are you my mom now?” I rolled my eyes as I finished up the last of the assignment. I heard Kirishima grumble something before following suit. We worked quietly for a few moments as the voices of everyone else filled the space.

“Someone is grumpier than usual today, eh,” Y/n giggled quietly, plopping herself down on the empty seat next to me. She scooted closer until she could prop her elbows up on my desk. She gave me a fake pout, “is it cause I didn’t come talk to you first?” Y/n looked me up and down with a smug smirk that made my stomach feel weird. 

I wanted to wipe that smirk off her face just so I could stop feeling like this, but all I could manage was a low growl and an eye roll. “In your dreams, idiot. You’re worse than hair-for-brains.” 

“Aw, I think that’s the nicest thing you’ve said to me all week,” she continued to tease. “At this rate, he’ll join movie night for sure!” Kirishima’s laugh followed her joyous giggle. The dopey look she gave me never wavered even as I mumbled ‘idiots.’ 

I could feel Kirishima’s eyes shift back and forth between her and me, and I couldn’t help but feel like I was missing something. Before I could say anything, the bell signaling that class ended rang. 

“You are coming to movie night, right,” Y/n asked as I started packing up. Her voice was softer than usual, almost like she was nervous. 

I shook the thought out of my head. She was always the first one to stand up to me or challenge me. While the other people in our class would hesitate, she would hear me yell and laugh it off with some comeback. It was irritating, but I guess that’s why I… tolerate her more than the others. 

“Tch. I’ve got homework.”

“So do I, dummy, it’ll probably only take an hour or so. Plus, it’s the weekend.”

 Everyone had left the room already, leaving me and her alone in the room. My palms grew increasingly sweaty as my stomach did flips again. With a huff, I pulled the strap over my shoulder and headed out the door. I could hear her scrambling to get her stuff together before her rapid footsteps sounded off behind me. 

“That’s tough. I outta kick your ass.” 

My eyes wandered down to her lips as she spoke, catching the way she tried to chew back a cocky smirk. “In your dreams, pipsqueak,” I scoffed. 

“I’ll kick your ass anytime anywhere, sparky.” Y/n stopped in her tracks and shoved her pointer finger into my chest. “In case you forgot, you don’t scare me.” The cocky smirk firmly planted on her lips drove me crazy. It made my stomach flip, and my mind go hazy. 

Without thinking, I swatted her hand away and stalked off. “If it’ll make you shut the hell up,” I called behind me as calm as my nerves could let me say. “I’ll come to the damn movie night.” 

Hours had passed since I last saw Y/n, but she hadn’t left my mind since. She made it hard to do homework. Assignments that should’ve taken me 30 minutes at most took me an hour thanks to my mind constantly drifting off to think of her. I had no idea what was wrong with me. 

My phone pinged, pulling me from yet another drawn-out thought about Y/n. I checked my phone to see it was none other than Y/n herself.

Y/n: In case you haven’t heard yet, Kiri canceled movie night.

I wanted to be happy to hear that I didn’t have to go to some dumb movie night anymore, but instead, I felt disappointed. I had spent all this time preparing myself to hang out with the crew. Well, if I’m frank, I was preparing myself to hang with Y/n. Before I could talk myself out of it, I sent her a quick reply.

Movie night doesn’t have to be canceled.

Y/n: ?.... Are you offering to host a movie night?! What have you done to my precious Katsu?!?!

My lips curled up into a small smile as I read her reply. “Her precious Katsu.” I don’t know why those three words made me feel warm, but all it did was egg me on further. 

If you want to make a big deal about it I can say nevermind. 

Y/n: Stop being an idiot, I’ll be over in an hour

We had spent plenty of time alone together, more than I can count actually. She always seemed to talk me into studying together or being her sparring partner. As much as I’d hate to admit it, she’s even got me to go to the mall with her... and the others. However, something felt different about this time, I couldn’t quite explain what though. 

Time couldn’t seem to pass fast enough as I waited. I wiped my hands on my pants and checked the clock. Only ten minutes had passed. A sigh escaped my lips followed by another ping of my phone. 

Shitty Hair: Told everyone I couldn’t host movie night tonight. Maybe you and y/n can hang ;) you’re welcome

I scoffed as I read Kirishima’s text. He could be a complete idiot sometimes, but for once he might be onto something, not that I’d tell him. I rolled my eyes and tossed my phone on my bed. How’d he know that I would like hanging out with her alone instead of with everyone else? Well, if I was being honest it was more than just liking hanging out with her. I liked her company more than the others, she's even my favorite sometimes. I like h…. I cut that thought short as I walked to the bathroom to shower. It doesn’t matter how I feel about her, I don’t treat her any different from anyone else. 

My mind flipped through the various words I could use to describe my feelings for her, avoiding any sappy like words, but none seemed to fit. I finally settled on ‘tolerate’. I knew it wasn’t quite the word I was looking for, but it was the closest I was going to allow myself to admit. 

I had barely pulled on my sweatpants when a soft knock echoed through my room. A rush of nervous panic rushed through me at the sound. I hurriedly put on deodorant and hesitantly sprayed some cologne on my sweats. 

“Katsuki, you there-” Y/n started to ask, quickly cutting herself off as I opened the door. She flug her arms around my neck, pulling me closer to her in a hug. I wanted nothing more than to put my hands on her waist, but instead my hands stayed at my sides, getting sweatier by the second. 

“Hey there,” Y/n said gleefully as she finally let go of me. “Oh-” her eyes roamed over my body, “- I, uh, you smell good.” The slight tint on her cheeks gave me a little boost of confidence. “Is that a new soap or something?”

I couldn’t help the smirk growing on my face. “What? You go around smelling me now? Tch. Weirdo.” I glanced down as she playfully hit my chest, taking in the spandex shorts that clung to her thighs. I caught myself staring before she noticed and stepped aside so she could come in. 

“I hate you sometimes.” She walked into my room like it was her own, plopping herself down on my bed. She kicked off her shoes before making herself comfortable. “Did you pick a movie yet? Also can I borrow a sweatshirt?”

“Why do you need a sweatshirt when you’re sitting on covers,” I scoffed as I grabbed a shirt.

“Cause I don’t want to mess up your bed dummy.”

I rolled my eyes and walked over to the bed, the shirt still in my hands. “Move over idiot.” I climbed onto the bed, sitting next to her. “Should’ve brought your own sweatshirt then,” I grumbled as I lifted my arm closest to her. I shrugged off her curious look, “you always call me a heater, so I.” I trailed off as the nerves began to get the better of me.  Before I could put my arm down she leaned into my side. I let go of a tense breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding in.

Having my arm around her just felt right. Her touch set my skin ablaze, but I cou;dn’t think of anyone else I would rather hold. A comfortably awkwardness fell over us as we both shifted in silence, trying to get situated. 

“Katsuki, do you like me?” Her question took me off guard. “Sorry, probably should’ve asked better. I just- I have to know, y’know. I wasn’t sure about coming over cause watching movies alone together just seemed too much like a date.” Her voice wavered as she continued to obviously nervously ramble. “It’s fine if I’m wrong. It just Kiri is convinced that you like me.” Her small scoff tugged at my heart.

There it was. The word I was avoiding, but already knew. Like. Yeah, I guess I do like her. I’m not sure when it started, but I’ve liked her for a while now. Everyday she always seemed to find another reason to make me like her. Even now I could find at elast a dozen more reasons to like her. But liking her meant being soft and vulnerable. It’s scary. I suppressed the urge to deny what she was saying, allowing her to continue her train of thought.

“I dunno, I figured he was just saying it to make me feel better about, well, about me liking you-,”

“You like me?” I couldn’t help it, the words left my mouth in a raised tone before I could stop them. 

Y/n looked up at me for the first time since she started talking with the same dopey grin I always seemed to catch her staring at me with. “Yes sparky! I’ve been flirting with you for forever now! Geez, for someone so smart in class, you’re pretty dumb.”

I crashed my lips down onto her’s clumsily. I wanted to wipe that nerve wrecking smile off her face, but for once she left me speechless. So I did the next best thing. And man, she was better than any dream. Y/n wasted no time in returning my affections, her lips hungrily matching mine while her hand found an resting spot on my chest. 

“Will you shut up now?” Out of habit, my anger covered for my embarrassment. 

Y/n giggled quietly, completely undeterred by my outburst, “about getting Katsuki tough guy Bakugo to like me and admit it?” She pretended to think. “Not a chance,” she chuckled, kissing my cheek. 

“Shut up! I didn’t admit shit!”

“You totally did.”

“That’s it! Get out, movie night is over!”

Y/n’s laughter filled the room like sunshine as she shook her head in protest. “You’re not getting rid of me that easily.”

She was right. Against my better judgement she stayed until morning and even some nights after. For the next couple of months we would take turns sleeping in each other’s rooms, far too ‘tired’ to go back to our own until the next morning. I still can’t remember when I started liking her, but I know when I finally officially confessed to her and when I promised myself I wasn’t going to stop. It took a lot, but it felt good to finally tell herthat I like her. Sure, I got called a total softie by her for a solid week after, but they way she almost teared up when I told her made it worth it. Well, that and the kisses that followed.