#and katsuki doesn't even try to defend himself

[yanderenightmare]

Bakugou Katsuki

♡ TW: omegaverse, size difference, somewhat subjugating omega politics, old-fashioned high-class politics of sorts

♡ GN reader

Bakugou doesn't tell people about his home life, so you can imagine the Bakusquad’s utter surprise when they invite themselves over only to find out he has a little omega housewife waiting for him.

“Oh, hello,” you say when the four additional Alphas pour in through the door after your Katsuki.

They all look at you unblinking. The biggest one, a redhead, doesn’t seem all that surprised—as though he’d had some suspicion that’s now been laid to rest. But the other three, an electric blond, a guy with raven hair, plus a woman with cotton candy curls, look at you as if they’d just stumbled upon a mouse in a lion's den—all slightly horrified at the sight of you.

Your alpha, the tightly wound grump seething with annoyance, stomps over to you and plants a quick kiss on your hairline. “They just barged in,” he grumbles under his breath. “Sorry if we scared you.”

You hum calmly in turn, “That’s okay. I heard you yelling in the driveway, so I wasn’t surprised.”

The four members of the Bakusquad are all gobsmacked at the domestic sight—the boss, their boss, their hard-headed macho boss, bending over and apologizing to this little omega half his size.

“Are you hungry?” you ask, peaking over the breadth of his hunched shoulders to the others with a warm smile on your pretty face. “I just finished dinner.”

“No,” Katsuki growls grumpily and winds his arms around you—like an old, tired dog, voice gruff, “Uninvited intruders don’t get my dinner.”

You only giggle it off, brushing his stubble with a soft hand, gently handling him further down to your level so you could place a kiss on his other cheek. “Oh, stop, Katsuki. Be nice to your friends.” 

Then you walk off to the kitchen.

Calling out sweetly over your shoulder, “I went a little overboard, so there’s more than enough for everyone.”

And by god, if they don't fall in love with you right then before they’ve even got a single word out.

But love at first sight isn't all so strange. None of them have ever seen an Omega outside of on film—much less been hit with the scent of one. They're all bewitched and confused at the feeling as they trail after you as if they've been compelled by some higher power.

"Please sit," you smile, gesturing to the long table where only two seats have been made. "Katsuki, hon, help me, please"

They all scoot into each their unplaced seat while your big lousy Alpha begrudgingly helps set the table for the unwanted dinner guests. They remain silent as you serve them like the perfect homemaker—all crimson-cheeked and ashamed at how they sniff after you as you pass them by.

You sit just as brightly despite the awkward tension. "Please, enjoy."

They all obey, eating in utter silence—every single one of them trying hard not to stare—and all failing miserably.

Kaminari's the first to speak, having been left shaken by curiosity he no longer could contain.

"So... did he kidnap you, or?"

It's a fair question to some extent. Omega's are a dime a dozen, all regulated strictly by protective institutions. You can't just find one to mate like in the old days. You need to apply for one and be vetted—not to mention they cost a fortune.

"Denki!" Kirishima whisper-shouts in admonishment, shaking his head from across the table.

"What? I'm I the only one who's thinking it?" he throws his hands up and defends.

Katsuki's fist strains around his fork, but you lay your mit atop his, and he calms down shortly.

“Don't worry, Mitsuki and Masaru made the arrangements and paid the dowry," you giggle, running your hand through your Alpha's ashen hair with fondness in your eyes. "I was a graduation present of sorts. They worried Katsuki wouldn't take care of himself once he started working and thought having a mate might help him with his busy day.”

If Katsuki appreciates you spilling his business like that, he doesn't say anything about it—just continues eating.

Denki sighs and sags in his chair. “I always knew Bakugou’s folks were loaded. How nice...”

Sero grins, “Your jealousy is showing.”

Denki pouts, “I’m not exactly tryna hide it.”

"Yeah..." Mina pipes up. "Can't deny I'm jealous, too."

Sero's grin falls as well with his confession, "Yeah, me neither, actually."

You keep smiling sympathetically, "Well, you're all welcome here—I don't mind the extra company."

"Really?" Denki lights up.

Mina and Sero, too—in awe and in unison, saying, "She's an angel."

"Get yer own," Katsuki grumbles. "Now shut up and finish your food. Then you're leavin'—all of you."

"Oh, come on, man," Denki whines. "Have a little pitty for your fellow Alphas."

"Let's stay respectful, guys," Krishima buds in lightheartedly. "Think about what you're asking."

Then, rethinking the conversation, the other three all realized how it had sounded, even though they hadn't meant it that way. And they all blush even darker than before.

And still, you just smile—alphas are all so cute.

Especially your hyper-protective one.

♡ prequel ♡ BAKUGOU KATSUKI masterlist ♡ BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA masterlist

[woodle-isbae]

I need me one order of katsuki getting freaky with reader after a nice romantic date with extra smut on the side please 😌

The Answer

K.Bakugo x fem!reader

Warnings: takes place in the 3rd Year, Reader is just as snappy as Bakugou, mating press, oral( f receiving) , slight sub! Bakugo, virgin! Bakugo, swearing(obviously), black implied reader.

I mightve missed some stuff..idk

A/N: I think posting this will cure my writers block wtf.

"And where do you think your going dressed like that?"

You turned tour head to be met with your pink friend, her eye brow raised and head cocked to the side while her arms crossed, acting as if she were your mother. She basically fit the criteria, wearing her crocs and some shorts with a gown over.

"I'm going on a a date, I told you this already."

As the words left your mouth she let out a soft gasp, shuffling over to interrogate you about who what and where, preparing for her bombarding.

"Who is this lucky fella huh? Wait no let me guess, Shoto! No, he doesn't date...Iida!"

You internally scolded yourself for letting her see you like this, knowing that she would name every guy under the sun...but Him.

"Let me save you the time, it's Katsuki."

You gave her a soft smile, placing your hand on her shoulder as you spoke. But Mina only offered you a shocked face, as if she saw a ghost- her face went pale at the mention of the blonds name.

"What.?"

"Haha, yeah really unlikely that Katsuki would have a girlfriend- let alone me!"

You chuckled dryly, glancing to the clock on the wall and noticing that you would be late if you stayed any longer. You muttered a soft excuse me to Mina and left the Dorms, going to the UA gates, a soft scowl on your puffy haired boyfriends face.

"Your gonna make us late dumbass."

Not letting you even speak up, he placed a bouquet of (Fav/flowers) in your hands, his blushing highlighted by the moonlight. He glanced down to you and begun scowling at you.

"You got a fucking starin' problem or something!?"

"Jeez, can't a girl just enjoy looking at her boyfriend."

"I didn't say that! Your fucking Gawking at me!"

"Yeah! You look well dressed tonight...for once.."

"The fuck was that!?"

Your little squabble went on until you two reached a cute restaurant, bakugou trying to be a romantic fuck and open the door for you with a grumble, holding back on his words when you giggle and muttered a soft 'thank you'

He lead you to a small booth in the far corner of the little Cafe, setting down your gifts next to you as you sat across from him, looking through the menu for a moment until your sweet boyfriend snapped his fingers trying to call for a waiter.

"Katsuki! That's so rude."

"Tch, the fuck I look like caring huh?"

You begun squabbling again until someone(s) walked up to your table. You both looked up to order, abruptly stopping to stare at Katsuki's two friends in the Cafe uniform, grinning from eat to ear while wiggling their brows at you.

"What would you like t-"

"We want a different waiter..why the fuck are you two here, together."

"Part time, need more cash for our stuff."

Denki spoke out, a goofy grin on his face as his eyes craned over to you then back to Katsuki, his face dropping in an instant.

"Why are you..with him..?"

He muttered out, the whole table going silent- felt like the whole place went silent, you were absolutely dumbfounded. Do people not think your a good match?

"Argh! I didn't mean it like that! I just never expected Ka-Bakugo to be with you! Your exactly the same and that thing with opposites-"

He stammered out, waving his hands infront of him, trying to defend himself before any of you could speak. Ultimately Sero had hit him upside the head and dragged him away.

"...I ordered us some Curry."

You craned your head back to the man infront of you, his face in a deep blush- probably because he was caught on a date.

"The fuck are you blushing for, you don't want anyone to find out about us huh?"

Your words had fixed him right up, his face returning back into a scrunched up scowl.

"Ffffff-FUCK NO, I'd show you off! Stop being so difficult!"

He growled out, even if he's words sounded so rude to the person over- you knew he actually meant it, he wasn't able to express himself and any form of compliment was actually sincere.

"I know Tsuki, don't get so grumpy before the date even starts."

Just as he was about to scream more, Sero and Denki came back with your food in hand, placing them down along with your drinks. Sero was being sneaky and whispered something into Katsuki's ear, slipping something into his hand and shuffling away giggling with Denki.

"Weirdos."

You mumbled out, digging into your food and ignoring the blush on Katsuki's face, his eyes boring holes into your head. You glanced up at him and looked away, pretending to eat his food so you wouldn't question him.

The date went surprisingly well, besides the fact Denki and sero kept coming back to 'check' on you guys(whisper some stuff into Bakugou's ear), it was the best you've ever been on.

"What are they muttering into y'ear?"

"N-nothing! Focus on the date, ignore those damn extras."

He spoke out through a full mouth, obviously very out of character for him since he would give you a full lecture about talking with a full mouth, that turns into a lecture about table manners.

"Hm, whatever you say."

You smirked up at him, using your spoon to point at him teasingly before fucking up your plate.

You had finished up and Bakugou snached the bill away trying to be a gentleman. You weren't gonna pay anyway.

"Where are we going next?"

"Just follow me."

You rolled your eyes and walked next to him, glancing over to his full hands with the gifts he got you- saying that he's gonna hold them while you look pretty. It honestly made you giggle how he found a way to be sweet while being a total jackass.

The two of you shorty arrived at an empty hillside at a park, with some blankets, candles, chocolates and even more stuffed toys sat around. You squeeled and jumped up on him the moment he set down the gifts, showering him in glossy kisses and soft 'thank you!' And 'I love it!!'

"Well, I'm glad you like it.."

His words came out soft and hushed, a soft blush spread across his face while he released a breath of relief. He had lead you to the blanket and sat across from you, dipping some fruit in the chocolate and trying to feed you.

"Look at you! Trying to be all romantic!!"

"Shut up and eat."

He pouted at your teasing, not screaming or trying to fight, just accepting your weird teasing that made him blush. While you talked his ear off about different things and stuff you'd wanna do together, he stared at you- a soft gaze, drinking up every little detail on your face with the moonlight washing over you.

"Your really pretty.."

"Aw! Tha-"

"I'm not done. Your really pretty, I'm kinda jealous, like your so fucking perfect- I'm shocked you even wanna be with me."

He paused, taking in a deep breath and looking you in the eyes, placing his large warm hand over yours.

"It makes me super happy or whatever that I get to be your boyfriend, fuck- it makes me super happy that I can walk around and scream to the world that (Y/N)(L/N) is my lover- my girlfriend!"

You only sat staring at him, a slight pout forming on your face as the tears came right up, you jumped onto him with a big hug.

"I love you too Katsuki, I'll never stop loving you! Imagine how excited I feel getting to say that I'm dating the Pro Hero in training, Katsuki Bakugou!"

You both had layed there, the cool night air brushing over you while you soaked in the presence of eachother, the soft breaths catching your ears.

"What did Hanta slip into your pocket anyways?"

Your words sat in his head for a few seconds before he shot up, clearing his throat and muttering something about your curfew, trying to beat around the bush.

"C'mon Katsuki! You can tell me.!"

"Not in public.."

He walked fast paced, for someone who was carrying atleast 20kgs worth of gifts in that little blanket, he was moving really fast. You huffed out and followed him until you guys made it back to UA, opening the door so he could walking in and go to his room.

Unlucky for him, you still followed him- mainly because he would need help with the door, but also because your still curious.

"It's nothing, important- now shoo."

"I'll shut the door, and you can whisper it.!"

You did just that, locking the door and shuffling over to sit next to him on his bed, bringing your eat closer to him.

"For fucks sake, it's not anything we'll use now."

Use? It's obviously something with a one time use value.

"Breathmint? I mean your breath is amazing, why would he giv-"

"It's a condom dipshit."

What!

"Why the fuck we're you so embarrassed to say that! Obviously we could've used it now."

"Well I don't know how!"

He had a scowl on his face, a really stark contrast to the same soft loving face that gushed out all his feelings to you.

"We get a SexEd class every year, what do you mean you don't know how??"

"I know how! Fucking hell, I just- never did it before.."

"Can you repeat, i didn't he-"

"I'm a virgin."

You stared at him, he looked away with a red face- embarrassed that someone like him, an ego so big, was a virgin. You weren't really surprised, he shouts so much you would've guessed he's pent up.

"That why your always angry?"

"OHMYFUCKINGGODSHUTUP!"

He threw a pillow at you, growing embarrassed at how chill you were being since he just told one of his biggest secrets.

"Okay sorry! But...do you wanna change that?"

He looked over at you, dumbfounded at your choice of words.

"You hang out with dunceface too much."

"Ouch?"

You held your heart dramatically, earning a groan from your boyfriend. As you were about to complain he cut you off, pulling you in for a deep kiss.

His rough hand on your cheek, his tongue poking at your lips begging for entrance- which you allowed happily. Your own hands finding their way to his face, the little bickering you had a moment ago completely forgotten, drowning in your lust for eachother.

"Yes, you can change that."

He said softly against your lips, lifting you off the bed and onto his lap, trying to pull in as close as possible. A hushed whine leaving his lips when your pressed yourself on his tent, pulling back to look at him with a sly smirk.

"Shut up."

Once again, as you were about to speak he cut you off with a kiss, not interested to hear the dumb joke you wanted to say. You had decided to unbutton his shirt, slowly exposing his chest to the night air, causing him him to softly hiss.

"I should've closed my window- fuck."

He mumbled on your lips, trying to get your clothes off aswell, slightly fumbling out of nervousness. You giggled at his shyness, helping him get you out of your clothes.

"Relax, we're taking this slow..for you."

He blushed, insulted that you thought he needed to take things slow, he was gonna show you otherwise.

"Fuck that, I can take whatever you throw at me."

His rough voice booming through your ears, flipping you onto your back and trailing his hands down your sides, lips tracing down your neck to your collarbone.

"Don't be loud."

He said between your thighs, looking you dead in the eye as he slowly pulled your panties to the side, breathing onto your exposed cunt. Soft kisses placed near your slit.

"Stop being a tease Kats."

"I'll do whatever the fuck I want."

The last words that left his lips before he placed them softly on your clit, sucking softly on the swollen bud. A soft gasp slipping past your own, fingers sliding through his messy hair.

"Just like that, yeahh.."

You said breathlessly, lifting your hips to hump against his tongue. He ran it from your slit all the way to your clit, groaning from the sweet taste of your juices, his grip on your thighs near bruising.

"Fuck, you taste so good."

You knew he was addicted now, not stopping to come back up for air or when you shook under him, talking about 'wait..I don't wanna cum so fast..'. He could care less, drunken from the taste of your juices alone.

"Tsuki- I'm gonna cum! Fuck.!"

You shook underneath his hold, hips spasming from the non stop stimulation of his tongue from your clenching heat to the swell of your clit. He made sure to lick you clean before pulling back, finally taking in a full breath of air.

"If I knew you tasted this good, I would've done this so fucking long ago."

He was loving every second of it, the pupil in his red eyes so blown out they nearly washed away the color, lips pink and swollen. He hopped off the bed, shuffling to lock the door and throw his clothes off, making his way back to you with the condom pack placed between his teeth.

"You seem excited."

You chuckled, glancing between his legs that held the one thing you wanted more- and up to his flushed face, a small smile plastered on. His hands sliding the condom onto his fat cock, aligning himself to your cunt.

Pushing inside you with one swift thrust, hissing from the new found feeling of your warmth, Katsuki placed his arms around your waist and held your tightly against him. You'd taken a moment to catch your breath, getting used to the stretch his cock gave you.

"Tsuki...you can move.."

You whispered into his ear, keeping your arms locked around the back of his neck, fingers tracing softly on his nape. He had hummed at your words, thrusting into you slowly to get used to the feeling of being deep inside you.

"I could get addicted to this...fuck.."

Katsuki propped himself up on his left elbow, looking down between your bodies to see the way you connect at each thrust, his right hand pushing your leg up to your chest do he could get even deeper.

The new found position had you both in utter bliss, the blondes thrusts becoming more and more erratic and rough- while the sounds leaving your mouth had raised in volume at each *plap* of your hips.

"Fuuckk! Yes- right there, Katsuki!"

You clawed at his back, trying to surface yourself on anything to avoid being fucked dumb too late. He hissed out, drunken off the soft pulsing around his cock and the way his name sat comfortably in your mouth.

"I won't last long if you keep scratchin' up on me."

He growled into your ear, slowing his thrusts but making them deeper, trying get you to reach your orgasm before him. He moved his hand between you two to rub on your clit, moaning at the way you constricted around him.

You could feel your second orgasm of the night approach, his other hand leaving your hip and groping at your tit, rubbing faster against your clit. He bit down on your shoulder to conceal the pathetic whimpers and moans that slipped out his lips.

"Ah! Tsuki-im gonna cum.!"

"Go 'head baby- fuuuck, it's all yours."

He grunted into your neck, rolling his hips oh so pleasantly against yours. His pleads and whimpers clouded your mind, the way his cock rubbed against the spongy spot deep inside you. You could feel the knot inside you breaking- along with something else inside, you were too fucked out to protest and beg him to sloe down, head falling back against the pillow as your jaw hung slack.

"Oh- fuckfuckfuckkk, I'm- Shiiittt!"

You shook underneath him, your orgasm crashing down on you like a brick, juices spraying down your thighs and against his chiseled hip. This caused a reaction out of him, his thrusts turning sloppy before he locked in placed, cusses and pleads flying out of his mouth.

"Haa- you feel so fucking good..oh pleasepleaseplease- ha!"

You stayed there for a moment, catching your breaths and making your way back into your mushed brains. Once Katsuki had sat up to pull out, you were fast asleep and sprawled out comfortably on the bed.

"Eh? I did that."

He smuggly muttered to himself, slipping out of you and getting a damp cloth to clean you both with, bringing some spare clothes to change you into aswell. As soon as he snuggled up and was ready to sleep, your phone dinged and lit up, a new message from the group.

The blond only grumbled and tossed the phone to the night stand, turning over to spoon you, kissing over the bruises he left on your skin before sleeping.

[nikki0606]

my best | Bakugou X reader

reader; quirkless midway | part 1 (had this published back in 2021- which is why the storyline is just dramatic, some parts were just cringe to read (near-death-experience-cringe-level)-- and have edited it now, used to be a reader-favourite)

"Don't you dare, Bakugou Katsuki!" you barely manage to push him back and hurry to help Midoriya.

"Fucking bitch, who the hell do you think you're pushing, eh?" it's always the boys around in his gang who begin the retaliation, not even Bakugou himself.

"Oh, did I put a scratch on your pretty little boy? Run off if you don't intend to have broken bones before you reach home!" your eyes narrow dangerously and you step forward.

Many of them scoff. Bakugou's gaze stays deadset on your face, however.

"A quirkless bitch on you can barely lay a finger on me." one of the boys steps towards you pushing his sleeves back but you're quick to kick his shin hard and land another one in his abdomen.

If there's one thing living alone has taught you, it's being quick with your reflexes and actions because that in itself is the sole way you can overpower people in danger.

"Looks like a person with a pitiful quirk doesn't get a say." your words are a lot more vicious than intended– quirks has always been a sensitive topic for you to begin with.

Your parents put you up with quite the torture when you didn't inherit either of their quirks.

Something between a scoff and a snort escapes Bakugou's lips, he turns away.

"Dude– did you see that?" the others turn to him in frustration, "She pushed you and even hurt Makoto!" the boy speaking opens his mouth again but lets out only a hiss when you stomp his foot.

The reason they don't fight back is because Bakugou told them not to, you're aware of it.

Bakugou doesn't want anything on his record before he joins U.A. and so he wouldn't ever physically hurt you, a girl, although he does have quite sharp of a tongue himself.

"And?" his head turns back to you momentarily, you find an odd twitch behind the blood-red orbs.

"Does mister wannabe hero want one too?" you sugar-coat your words with venom.

"I could kill you in a second." he says coolly.

Internally, you're amazed by the sheer confidence and power in his voice as well as with the odd, rigid tenderness he can word his power in but like every single time, you don't show it.

Because no matter how admirable the rest of his personality is, Bakugo Katsuki is only a bully to you. You'd never let him be more.

"Mh?" you let out a challenging hum, "Go on then, try."

Bakugou stares at you for another moment before lightly shaking his head and turning to the other boys, starts shouting, "The fuck sort of extras are you to be beat up by a fucking stupid little quirkless shit like her, huh?!" his head turns back to you, "And you, cheeky little bitch," he grabs your arm, "come with me." and drags you along too fast for you to stop him.

"What the fuck?" you pull yourself away the moment he's slowed down and notice only now that the both of you are behind the school building.

"Try, huh? You think you'll fucking survive a blow of mine?" he closes in angrily making you step further and further back until you're against the wall, then lets his lips tug upwards in some sort of a smirk.

"A-And what makes you think I won't?" you try your best to keep composure despite the shock from unexpected behaviour from him.

Truth be told, Bakugou can kill you. Whether he will or not, you don't know.

You may find him really cool at times, but then again, he's only just a bully and your trust for him lies in the negative.

"You're quirkless, bitch. You go running your little shitty mouth around like this and someday someone's going to punch it shut." his eyes narrow, "You think you can defend yourself from people with quirks like mine? The only thing you can do is let someone protect you– "

His words pinch you in the wrong spots.

A sheath of clear fluid fills your eyes, "So says the big old bully– well here's the truth for you, Bakugou– " words fall out of your mouth before you can process them, "you will never become a hero! I'll tell you if I have to– a fucking bully like you is already a stupid, mean villain and you can't ever change that!"

The only thing I can do is– ah.

Living alone has taught you another thing; no one can do anything without a cost. This protection would be at cost of every ounce of life left in you.

Your parents left you because you didn't inherit their quirks– what phase in life they were in to need you to have it, you don't know. All you are sure of is that those responsible for your origin didn't "protect" you.

The only one who has ever protected you is you yourself.

"You think U.A. will ever like an asshole like you to ruin their reputation? Wake the fuck up, Bakugou Katsuki, you're already walking down a villain's path– you're already torturing and hurting your own childhood friends. Who in their fucking right mind would trust you as a hero?"

Bakugou's eyebrows have furrowed, his lips twitch but not a sound escapes them.

"I keep running my mouth around? Fucking blame me– there's shitty excuses for human beings like you walking around as if they actually mean anything to any fucking person and you expect me to shut up and sit quiet?! Let me get punched if that's what'll happen, I'm not having a stupid fucking villain's bullshit bullying at my watch!"

Pure silence echoes in the air for a moment, only the sounds of your long, irregular breaths fill this gap.

"Big words." Bakugou's voice has never been smaller, you barely can make out how he's processing your words, "Really big words.. "

"You're a dick." your lips tremble, eyes venting through rivers of tears, "I fucking hate everything about you– you're so pathetic, Bakugou. You're such a.. disgrace."

Something twirls in his eyes again. This time, it's an emotion you've never before seen him have.

"Only you and your little puppy Deku aren't disgraces, everyone else is, no?" his characteristic hostility is absent, you don't know what to make from this but barely care at the moment.

"Izukkun is already more of a hero than you can ever become." you try to push him away from you, "You fucking bastard, all you do is bully him like any cheap street thug– "

On instinct, Bakugou push you back.

What he doesn't realise is that you're much more frail than you look, and that he's much stronger than he does.

His push is strong, you're rammed into the wall hard and hiss out in pain clutching the back of your head and losing balance instantly to fall onto your knees.

From this position, you see his feet take him away.

That's the last time the both of you exchanged any contact at all that month.

Every time you'd look his way, Bakugou would avert his gaze. Everytime you'd pass by him in a corridor or require to approach him for classroom chores, he would pull up a perfect act as if you'd never existed in the first place.

An odd feeling of uneasiness keeps growing inside you by the passing moment and you barely know how to handle it let alone handle this odd situation with Bakugou.

Of course, all thought lead to only a single solution– confront him.

You've come to accept you spoke too much that day and that maybe his warning of not running your mouth too much was indeed something you should have thought upon.

Bakugou Katsuki may be a bully but you don't think of him as a villain at all. You know for a fact that nothing can take him down that line.

Words said that day were aimed to hurt him and the past month proves that they did.

All you did was under influence of your anger and naturally, you find yourself regretting everything.

You catch him leaving school the next day.

He doesn't turn on your call but his gang of boys do. They look more annoyed than ever– you know at this point they all hate you more than anything, especially considering how they keep on getting kicked by you and are unable to respond because of Bakugou.

"You're going to pay for being such a cheap little bitch." one of them hisses out, "You've got Bakugou mad now, he's going to blow your head to bits."

"A kick each isn't enough for you all?" you hate them all equally, "Looks like I'll have to do overtime handling a bunch of bratty kids with no shame."

"Shut that trap of yours, you little hoe." another one seems too far fed up with you, "Go suck your boy Midoriya's dick– he's the only one who wouldn't be able to handle your shitty self."

Bakugou stops at that and turns to the boy. There isn't an expression on his face.

An odd hope in your finds yourself wait for a minute to see if he replies to the guy by at least saying he's going too far but Bakugou does nothing.

A frown settles on your lips as the other boys start talking shit too.

"Looks like you're really enjoying this." your gaze and words are directed solely on Bakugou's face.

He doesn't bother turning to you at all but you can tell he knows who you're talking to and intentionally keeps his expressions turned away.

After your words however, a ghost of a frown mimics yours on his expression but he turns his head back too quick for you to see and starts walking off.

His minions walk off too though they keep on muttering cusses along the way.

"Yeah, go away, coward!" you hear yourself call out to him, "Fuck off!"

And this worsens your original purpose of the interaction– Bakugou doesn't talk to you for another week.

Midoriya has been noticing things being awry with you since some time now. It took him barely a moment to figure out this concerns Bakugou too.

He could tell you've noticed his observations and so have begun to avoid any sort of confrontation from his side about the chronic sour mood you've had.

At first, Midoriya was only just concerned. He'd assumed you'd eventually figure it out like you figure out most stuff but this didn't happen.

When this didn't seem to happen, he tried asking you but you wouldn't tell. Slowly and gradually, you began avoiding him to avoid the confrontations.

This made no sense to him, you'd never do anything of the sort in even the worst of situations.

Midoriya knows only one other way to understand what has happened and that is Bakugou Katsuki.

Bakugou Katsuki thinks not.

"You damned Deku–" the boy is slammed against a wall in an alleyway, "You think you're fucking something? You think you're gonna be a hero, eh?"

"K-Kacchan– I.. " Midoriya can't stop trembling under the sparks going off over his head, "I-I.. I just want to know– (Name)– " but the boy seems to only get madder at your mention.

This confirms Midoriya's observations.

"You think you're fucking better than me?" there is more than the usual twinge of emotions in Bakugou's words as he says this every time. Midoriya wonders through his panic about what all could have gone wrong.

"H-He is.. " a small broke voice makes the both of them snap their necks to the side only to instantly freeze in shock.

"(Name).. ?" it's Bakugou who manages to call you out and not Midoriya whose shock is prolonged, "What.. Wh-What the fuck did you do.. ?" he begins towards you.

You barely manage to stand straight and look at them with the bleeding leg and swollen eye. There is a haywire of messages of pain in your brain from all throughout your body and you can barely process anything.

"What.. " Midoriya's foot takes a first step, stopping once again at the sight of the shirt you're wearing almost torn off, " .. Hey.. "

Bakugou clearly doesn't know what to do– he's reached you already but is just examining every one of your wounds, his eyes and hands twitching in urge to do something.

"Asshole.. " the word just rolls out of your tongue as Midoriya approaches and you let yourself fall against him, "Why.. Why'd you let them do this?"

Bakugou doesn't understand. Midoriya doesn't either.

"I.. th-thought you told them not to hurt me.. " you cough out some blood but this isn't because of the violence you've gotten yourself into.

The boys both stand in shock for a moment now having realised what happened to you. Bakugou's eyes thunder with an odd mix of guilt and something you can't identify.

Midoriya's expressions change too– it seems your words are enough to give both the boys an idea of what happened.

Bakugou in particular looks shaken, you assume because he was aware of how much his group of lackeys hated you.

"I.. I'm sorry.. "

You're surprised hearing the words, you'd never thought he had it in him to let them out.

The look on his face alone proves all they said was bullshit– Bakugou Katsuki did not allow them to hurt you, they did it on will and only used his name.

All the things they said about him are probably untrue too.

A massive boulder lifts from your chest, the knowledge of Bakugou not actually thinking of you as the terms they said he did is a massive relief.

Flickering red orbs contrast against flickering green. Your hazy gaze knows not to focus on either.

"I.. should've.. " Bakugou looks peaky.

If you didn't know better than to hope from him, you'd assume he's guilty for not being able to protect you against the others.

"W-We," he swallows drly, "will be going to the doctor right away." he swiftly picks you in his arms, and struggle to hold you as you protest, "You're fucking bleeding all over– just calm down, (Name)– "

"Please.. " Midoriya has tears in his eyes, "Just do as he says.. we're going to a doctor right away!"

For this once, you decide to listen to him.

.

"You have visitors." the nurse comes in, an odd pity in her eyes.

You nod shortly not at all interested to know who would come to meet you. All you care about is meeting Midoriya and Bakugou once more before time runs out.

Maybe some words before you leave the world forever might stick by Bakugou and he stops bullying Midoriya?

You'd always been pretty tough against everything in life not at all bothered about what consequences will follow because of one sole fact.

Ever since you were little, you've been diagnosed with some terminal illness which your parents never cared to get treated because you were no use to them.

A bunch of boys beating you up didn't matter– what had hurt you back then was when they had said Bakugou allowed them to.

It was only later when you actually ran into Midoriya and Bakugou that the realisation surfaced that he, in fact, would never hurt a girl let alone hurt you of all people.

Bakugou Katsuki for some reason doesn't dislike you, not even the way he dislikes Midoriya.

This is odd considering you're the one annoying him more mostly.

You're not complaining, however. It's good living in this delusion of partially believing he probably is kinder to you than most people, that's the most care you're getting out of him.

Ah.. him of all people.

People often realise things they've been in denial with for ages once on the deathbed. You have too, only, this "realisation" for you is acceptance that maybe admiration for Bakugou Katsuki wasn't just admiration.

Maybe, the reason why it hurt you as much when he bullied was because you internally constantly are pleased by the few kinder moments from him.

"May we come in?" a man you don't know but find oddly familiar opens the door. Bakugou entering right after confirms your doubts.

"Hello (L/n) (Name). I'm Bakugou Masaru, Katsuki's father. We couldn't find any method to contact your parents." he lets Bakugou sit on the chair by your side, "Can we get any of their numbers or something else?"

A moment of silence precedes your words, "I don't live with them anymore.. they left me when my quirk didn't develop."

You've never before told anyone this part but it doesn't matter anymore if you're not going to live anymore. You wonder if the doctor has yet told Bakugou Masaru about your illness– there shouldn't be a reason for him to questioning anything from you then, no?

He nods at you, then tells Bakugou to take care before he walks out to talk to the doctors.

You turn to the boy once he's out of sight, " ..Bakugou.. "

He doesn't look up at you but lets out a small hum acknowledging your call.

" ..I'm sorry.. " you hear yourself say, mood shifting within the fraction of a second and eyes brimming with tears now, " ..for everything."

"Don't act like those stupid extras.. " the words are way too calm and low from his words to sound offensive in any way, " ..don't cry."

But you can't stop crying now.

It's the end of your life and a guy you unknowingly developed a bunch of feelings for is the one who would bid you off. The only desire you'd have is to meet your best friend Midoriya but that's not too tough to get managed but now as you sit on the bed covered in bandages and waiting for the end to draw near within a few weeks as predicted, you can't help but want to live.

The world looks so beautiful all of a sudden.

It's such a waste to die this way.

"Oi.. " Bakugou is shifting in his seat. He has lifted his head up finally and you can see his expressions– he looks distressed.

You've never before seen the ruby-red orbs flicker with such a broken gray behind them, it's almost painful to watch.

"I told you to not cry, didn't I?" his voice is butter-like, it complements the sweet fragrance swimming in the air around me, "Quiet down now."

"Bakugou.. " your breath hitches several times when you turn you him, "I.. " but it seems he already knows must of what you'll want to convey.

"You're going to be okay.. " there's an unusual heaviness in his voice, "You're.. Y-You're going to make through this."

Your eyes twitch, "What.. are you talking about?"

"Ah fuck.." his hands clutch his head, he shifts forward and leans closer to you, "Don't die on me, (Name).. I– " Bakugou Katsuki's lips quiver, "I don't know what I'd do."

The words take a moment to settle in his head. You stare at him with eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"What d-d'you mean what would you do?"

The distressed expressions on his face seems to worsen.

"Don't die on me." you've never before heard someone sound as broken, "Please.. "

Years and years of knowing him, years of observing everything he'd do, years of developing feelings for him an yet this one moment tells you more about him than any time of your life has.

"You know.. " he does know about the illness. He doesn't need to confirm it for you to know.

You swallow, "It will bother you if I'm gone?" you doubt this is a question to him. It sounds more affirmative to your own self.

For a moment, he only just stares into your soul through bleeding red irises.

"You know it will."

But you want to know, "Why?"

"You know why."

"No I don't, Bakugou– " he cuts you off before you can complete your words.

"Call me by my first name, for God's sake, (Name). Th-There's no knowing if.. " his eyes tremble, " ..you'll.. make it though the surgery."

Something melts in your heart only to freeze the very next instant.

"Wait– what surgery?" despite all the wounds, you manage to push yourself straight, "What do you– no.. wait a fucking second you son of a– that's.. "

Something between a scoff and a snort escapes his lips. Bakugou leans back in his chair and rubs his eyes harshly.

You can tell by the irregular breaths that he's feeling much more than what he expresses.

"I-I.. " he clears his throat, "I called my old man. He's getting the surgery done, he only came in earlier for legal permission from your guardian but there probably is no guardian."

A "y-yeah" from a dry throat replies to him.

Bakugou snorts a few tears out, "That explains you being mannerless as shit."

"You're mannerless too." your eyes fill up to the brim, "You don't get the right to point me out, Bakugou."

"Katsuki." he breathes out airily, "And.. just.. "

You know what he wants to say, "Okay, Katsuki." a moment of silence passes before the words fall out of your mouth themselves, "I won't die on you.. I promise."

He blinks a couple of times then rolls his eyes back to you, "I don't like people who break promises, (Name). You.. better not join that list."

"You know me, don't you." so many years of fighting each other and yet still bonds formed underneath all that are stronger than one would imagine, "I don't ever give up.. I'll try my best."

For a moment, Bakugou just watches you.

You could be wrong about it but the look he has on his faze is of someone who wishes to print something into their mind– he's trying to save the moment into his memory forever.

Bakugou doesn't want to see you go.

Whatever this indicates to, you wish to hear out loud.

Whatever this indicates to, Bakugou wishes to say out loud too.

Because he knows, he might just never get a chance later.

He opens his mouth but shuts it immediately and funnily, it's not because he is at loss of words. Bakugou Katsuki always knows what to say deep inside, him not letting that out on tongue ever before is a different story.

He doesn't speak because there is more than just words to be spoken from his side.

Getting up from the chair and sitting on your bedside, he leans in, hand grabbing your chin ever so gently and pulling your face closer, "This is to all the times you wouldn't stop staring at me throughout the whole fucking day.. " and before you can deny his words in embarrassment of being caught, a gentle contact on your lips sends down a cloudburst of sparks through your body.

"This is to being just so.. " he seems to love the awed look you have on your face, " ..fucking hot." his lips meet yours once more and they press more that they did before.

"This is for all the time we've had.. though I'm still pretty mad you'd chosen that shitty Deku over me." and he finally stops with the teasing kisses.

For a brash guy like him, Bakugou Katsuki is a feather-like kisser. Even the rough, passionate movements feel cushioned and elating.

When he parts away, there's a loud ringing in your ears and all blood has settled in your face and ears.

After another moment of silence, Bakugou inhales deep, "I've.. always only.. bothered you because I don't fucking understand what that Deku has over me. I don't get why you'd choose him when you could just.. be with me."

His ears resemble his eyes in colour, you'd never thought you'd see his cheeks as ripe.

"I like you.. so damn much. Don't leave me hanging like this, (Name)."

The smile that slips onto your face wouldn't come under control despite all efforts, your hands cover your face in embarrassment.

Ages of arguing against this boy over everything and now you've lost all sense to him shamelessly.

"I really like you too, Katsuki."

"I really like the way you say my name.. " he adds, voice hurried as someone seems to be standing outside the room's door, "Oi.. say my name once more, and promise me.. "

"I promise you, Katsuki.. " adoration fills in your eyes, "I'll try my best to get through this.. plus I'll have to pay your dad back later too so I better live."

He snorts tearfully, "Cheeky little bitch, you've always been."

And before the doctors can step inside, "Be kind to Izuku, okay. I never chose him over you, I chose him over a bully. Don't be that bully, Katsuki. Tell him he's the best friend I can ever have."

"And then what the fuck am I?"

A smile adorns your face, "What are you, Katsuki?"

The doctors step inside, Bakugou Masaru follows them closely. You're told the operation begins within an hour and then you have to be taken away from preparations.

"How about we talk about that once you're back." Bakugou gathers all courage within him to let the words out without a hitch.

"Let's do that." you smile.

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Part 2 will be out a little later.

[willowser]

you had only to look at me—

part two.

bakugou x f!reader

wc: 3.3k+

tags: nsfw (18+), childhood best friend bakugou, dry humping, implied virgin bakugou, a tad angsty at the end.

even before i was touched, i belonged to you; you had only to look at me. — the burning heart, louise glück.

this is a repost.

childhood best friend bakugou is probably a wrestler. a lil' rough-houser.

games of tag end with you tackled to the ground, squashed underneath him until you finally agree that he's the king of the world. whenever your hair is long enough to pull back into a pony-tail or little bun, he's yanking on it to get your attention, harsh, especially if you're ignoring him to talk to anyone else. scraped knees and bruised elbows, coming home missing a single shoe, shirt stretched out and wrinkled at the bottom corner: all katsuki's fault.

it makes you a little volatile, too, in turn.

not so much as him, but you grow up defending yourself; the first black eye he gets is from you (if you don't count the time he hit himself in the face by accident, when you'd started a slap-fight because he was trying to hold you down) and you very quickly learn how "unfair" it (apparently) is to kick him in the groin. your parents spend a lot of time separating you, putting you in opposite corners of the room until one of you stops crying and the other is ready to mumble out an apology. you're not allowed to sit next to each other at holiday events. whatsoever. under any circumstances.

he's your best friend. you wouldn't have it any other way.

in middle school, he's just as insufferable, hardly allows you to talk to any of your girl friends without butting in some how, too loud for anyone's own good. he tries to embarrass you in front of other boys, puts you in a headlock even when he's sweaty — which he is a lot at that point, during puberty — and calls you names that make you want to hide in the bathroom.

("why is he such a jerk?" your friends will ask, trying to fix the mess of your hair during lunch. all your butterfly clips are either missing or broken, crunched under bakugou's scrawny arm. "you should tell on him for being such a bully.")

nobody else treats you the way he does, and you don't treat anyone else that way, either; you never make ugly faces at your girl group, never punch them as hard as you can in the arm, aiming to leave a bruise. with all other classmates, you're — normal, trying to discover what that even means in the grand scope of things, who you want to be as the years pass. you avoid bakugou and his little posse of brats like the plague, because detention is what awaits both of you, should your paths ever cross.

things start to change, seriously, in high-school.

bakugou goes to u.a and you — don't; instead you continue on to the shizuoka high-school without him, along with your group of girls. his time at home and in the neighborhood lessens, even moreso when he moves into the dorms on campus, and the only time you see him becomes those few and far in-between family visits he has time to make; some holidays, he doesn't come home at all.

at first you think it's a good thing, because you've never gotten to flourish while trapped in his armpit. yanking at his hair until he finally lets go in the middle of the hallway has always garnered you some weird looks, odd stares, and you finally stop being labeled aggressive, too, with him gone. boys can talk to you without being stalked by your angry, wiry, chihuahua of a best friend, and you go on dates, ride in cars, have your first kiss.

you miss him from time to time, though you'll die before admitting it, and the yearning doesn't last long whenever he does come home. even when you're seventeen, eighteen, he still lays on the couch and puts his stinky feet in your lap and in your face, purposely puts things too high up on your shelves, leans against the front door so you can't get out when it's time to leave.

(he becomes an immovable object, much to your annoyance; in the past, you've always stood somewhat of a chance against him, knowing all his weak spots, like the clump of hair at the crown of his skull and how ticklish he is on his thighs, but now, after all the training he's been doing — he's huge, unfortunately.

if he grabs your wrists in one hand — like he's never been able to do — and holds them above your head, you're useless to defend yourself; there is an absolutely zero-percent chance you'll ever manage to overthrow him if he sits on you; tickling him is impossible, because his thighs have gotten so muscular that it's hard to grab him, and even if you do manage it, he can nearly crush your hand if he closes his legs together.

bakugou doesn't even look like your scrawny best friend anymore; he looks like the guy that ate your scrawny best friend.)

you graduate and go to college. bakugou graduates and goes to work for best jeanist, in the heart of tokyo. seeing each other means planning on it, making an effort neither of you have ever had to, and there's a lot of radio silence for months at a time. somehow it always comes full circle, though, and it always ends in violence, because you two don't know any other way to be.

you're twenty the first time his touch becomes tight, bruising, purposeful — for new reasons.

it's one of the few times he's off, and you haven't seen each other since his mom's dinner party four months ago. you only agree to come over because his patrol route had taken him through your campus and you'd spotted him across the street in the early hours of the morning, after you got out of class.

now you're both tired, lazing around despite planning to get lunch once the heat died down. together doing nothing; sometimes it's a little alarming how easily the two of you fall into each other, but you've been doing it for so long that it doesn't take a second thought.

bakugou strolls out of his bathroom with damp hair, in nothing but a loose pair of sweats, and you're laying on his couch half-asleep and he puts his wet towel over your face and you ball it up and throw it at him and then he tries to whip you with it.

"stop," you groan, serious, "you're so annoying." when he only twists it tighter, you stick your arm and leg out, deflecting against the wet smack he tries to leave against your skin.

his sharp teeth flash with his ugly little grin, and you try to grab the towel twice, ending up with an angry, stinging lick up the inside of your arm, before he gets too close and you can finally yank it from his hands. you sit up to get a better angle, but you're not as quick as he is, as adept at being a brat, and when he yanks on the towel, your whole body nearly comes off the couch, arms almost coming out of their sockets.

"bakugou!" you squeal, and he cackles, evil, and grabs your hands when you try to smack him. your massive, stinking, freight train of a best friend deposits his entire body on yours, crushing your lungs with his back as you cough, "get off!"

he doesn't say anything, choosing to pretend he's watching whatever is on tv and that he can't hear you — which you could believe, because bakugou likes trash television more than he lets on — and your hands are trapped at your sides and you can't breathe and so you bite him, right in the neck.

"ow, fuck!"

when he moves, he moves fast, and you're only hope of retaliating before he flips around and grabs your wrists and holds you down is to roll the both of you off the couch. his body thuds, deep and heavy, against the carpet, and you trap his hands beneath your knees as you straddle his hips, adjusting your full weight so you can at least try and keep him down.

beneath you, bakugou sneers. "you've got five seconds t'get off me before—"

"one!" you shout obnoxiously, rolling your eyes just to hear his annoyed snort. "two! three! f—"

his body snaps up into a sitting position, nose bumping yours as he rips his hands from beneath your legs. a scream tears out of your throat as you wiggle, surprised, trying your best to stretch your arms over your head and around your back so he can't grab them; if he does, it's game over for you.

"stop!" you shout, choking out a shock of laughter when he brings his legs up, trapping you in his lap against his chest. a little grunt leaves him as you jostle, but the tension at your back never lets up, not even when his mouth sets in a firm line and a sharp exhale leaves his nose. "let me go," you tell him, squirming again as he reaches for your hands. "i'm not playin' around."

"too bad, y'shitty nerd." he says, gruff, and when you stick your tongue out at him, he buries his face in your neck and bites, too, taking advantage of your shock as his fingers close around your wrists.

"no!" you scream again, trying in earnest just to get away from him completely, but he holds your hands behind your back and keeps you squished so tightly into him that you can only breathe shallowly, and his free hand goes to ball into your shirt at your side and —

— and his face is red, you realize, delayed. you can almost feel the heat from his cheeks with him so close, and you take in the flush of his neck, how it spreads down to his bare chest, crimson and fevered. his tongue darts out to wet his lips, nervous, almost.

"what?" you breathe, quiet, as if speaking too loud will break your playful bubble, and his eyes jump around his living room before landing back on you, narrowed and black.

"what?" he echoes, voice pitched and mocking. "you lose, dumbass." and even though he closes his eyes and grits his teeth, there isn't any hiding from how hard he's breathing. how subtle he's trying to be about spreading his legs.

all at once, everything kind of — falls apart.

bakugou is a man now, much to your horror; it feels like you've closed your eyes and opened them in the lap of someone else wearing your best friend's face. there's serious muscle definition in his shoulders and biceps, and you can feel yourself getting lost in the curves and valleys of him like never before. he's — you're — so close. more than it feels like you've ever been, even though you know that's far from true.

this boy used to pin you down in the yard and threaten to lick your face, the both of you grass-stained and covered in sweat. you've tackled him face first into the ocean on various vacations, running behind him quietly and plunging his scrawny, shirtless body into the waves as they rushed forward, uncaring of what you were wearing or how it twisted when you both came up for air.

saliva is still drying on your neck from where he bit you and, unthinking, your eyes dart down to his lips; plumper than you ever realized and parted, just a bit, enough that you can feel his breath on your cheeks. and you wonder —

bakugou grunts quietly, shuffling himself so that his back is leaned against the couch, and you half-expect him to just let you go because things have — changed. but he doesn't.

instead the new position has his legs a little wider and you've sunk a little further and you're now very aware of exactly what's changed, and how much. you can feel him twitch, just barely, and the hand he has at your side balls tighter into your shirt, jostling you minutely in the process.

and finally he opens his eyes and stares at you — cheeks burning, eyebrows furrowed — and you stare back — heat lighting up your body to an uncomfortable degree as your stomach flips.

you wonder what he would do, if you kissed him. what it would feel like. what he would taste like.

you move your hips with purpose, stuck on the new and foreign change it does to him; bakugou's always been a tough little brat, and you made him cry a handful of times when you were younger, but this weakness is — different. there's so much you know about him and yet even more for you to learn, and you find yourself consumed with the desire to explore this new, enticing territory.

his lashes flutter gently when you grind against him, tentatively, and then his head thumps back against the couch as the muscle in his jaw sets. half-lidded, his red-hot gaze jumps from your face down to where you're seated against him and back, and it's only after you move again that you realize — he's watching you, too. discovering.

the fist he has in your shirt loosens and his fingers burn your bare skin when they slip under the material to grip your hip. at any moment, you're half-expecting him to tell you to cut the shit, to shove you off and ask what the hell is wrong with you. why you're being so weird, doing things friends don't do to each other. but he doesn't.

you're almost certain that if you put your hands on his chest, you would be able to feel the mirrored, nervous pace of his heartbeat; it only takes the faintest tug of your hands for him to let you go, his grip falling to the other side of your hips. you can't tell if he means to hold you in place, or keep you going.

you spread your fingers out and, gently, as if you've never touched him before, run your hands up his chest, watching the bob of his adam's apple when you rest them on the sides of his neck. stabilizing yourself a bit, before testing the waters again.

bakugou's eyes are nearly black and when you don't stop, he looks down to resume watching the movement of your hips, the way his sweatpants bunch up and tug, and you feel a little zing up your spine with his every sharp inhale and sharper exhale. even his jaw falls a little slack and, fuck, you've never seen him like this.

you never thought you'd want to, but now — you don't think you'll ever see him any other way again.

his eyes go a little wide when you lean into him, brushing the tip of your nose against his. neither of you have said anything and maybe you should keep it that way, lest the bubble burst, but you feel like you're going a little insane.

quietly, around your own heavy breath, you ask, "does this — feel good?"

you can feel the temperature of his cheeks spike, but he nods shallowly regardless, and you press your mouth into his throat to bite him again, just lightly. it should be so that he's a little biter; the feel of your teeth makes him jump, has him angling his head so that more of his neck is exposed to you. when you soothe the barely-there indentation with the flat of your tongue, his breath hitches and his shoulders shake on a shudder and he groans, like he's angry.

"hah, fuck."

the friction in his lap isn't doing much for you, realistically, but his reaction is what has you aching, has you drawn tighter than a bow string. you feel yourself growing antsy for something that you won't name, because friends don't do that, though you can't help but to wonder if he's ever done it before.

you've had a few boyfriends. had a few experiences that ended quickly and left you feeling exposed and uncomfortable and a little in pain, and even though your girl friends insist that's normal — it's nothing like this. bakugou might not last much longer, if the grip he has on your hips is any indication, but not a single piece of your clothing has been removed and you're hot and getting sort of desperate and you know your underwear are a little more than damp.

you want to dismantle his long-standing composure. you want to be — maybe — the only one that gets to see him fall apart like this.

he's been your best friend your whole life, afterall; this experience should be yours. he should be.

the thought has you shivering a little bit and bakugou bucks up against you, pulling you down hard in his lap. dragging across the thick and solid length of him becomes even more clear and another, stronger zing has you letting out a breathy little sound into his ear. it makes him groan again, this one almost whiny, but he closes his mouth to muffle it and you don't want him to do that so you tighten your fingers in the hair on the crown of his head and — just to see, in a way you've never done before — you quietly whisper,

"katsuki,"

and he loses it.

one of his hands slips up your shirt to splay against your back, forcing you closer to him so he can bury his face in your neck, and his hips become insistent, urgent, rutting up against yours eagerly.

"fuck, oh fuck, fuck," he groans into your skin, fingers gripping you so tightly that you think he might actually leave burns behind, and his shoulders tremble before he goes totally still.

for a little while, you both sit there and let your breathing even out as reality sobers you from whatever lust-drunk haze you'd both been in. distantly, you think you wouldn't mind if he pinned you to the ground the way he always does, only this time to peel all your clothes off, right here on his living room floor. but he doesn't.

doesn't say anything, just shudders every now and again, and you think you're starting to feel the wet spot soaking into the front of his sweatpants.

you pull back just a little to look at him and he lets you, face just as red as he stares back at you, like he's the one waiting for you to freak. a little bit of red has returned to his eyes, though they're still swollen and dark with want.

when you lean in again, to bump your nose against his, bakugou snaps back away from you.

"wh-the fuck are y'doin'?" he shifts his eyes to the ground and they go wide. horrified, maybe. all the blood rushes in your ears and you don't know what to say, so he continues. "i-i don't have time t-to sit around all day, so—" bakugou shakes his head and you think he's going to kick you out, and he must know it, from how stiff you go. "so, you better know what the hell you wanna eat."

your bubble has burst; you nod silently and he glances up at you twice before swallowing.

"well, i can't get dressed with you sitting on me, so get off." when you remain quiet, he finally raises his head to look at you head-on, fisting the edge of your shirt again so that you'll look back. "d'you..." bakugou wets his lips before biting them, "need anything?"

"uh," maybe to shove your head down the drain and drown yourself, so that you can get rid of all the not-so-nice feelings that are creeping up beneath your skin. instead of that, you tell him, "just the bathroom, maybe."

"hurry up then," he mutters and even tries to roll his eyes, though it feels anything but casual. "don't...take for-fuckin'-ever."

and then he's up, quick to stand so that his back is to you as he disappears around the corner to his room, leaving you to yourself, trying to smooth out the wrinkle he's left in the corner of your shirt.

[theloveinc]

I feel like, yall and Katsuki have a kid, it's going good, first day of school is tomorrow hell yeah right?

You spend hours convincing Katsuki that it's gonna be okay, nothing is gonna happen to baby, it's fine.

Then baby cries as soon as you both go to leave and Katsuki breaks hard.

He spends the day parked outside the kindergarten some days making sure his baby is okay 😭

You know how sometimes the parent has to stay for a little bit once class time actually starts just because the kid won't calm down? There's Kat with your weepy baby in his lap during opening ceremony, see; days of the week song and counting to ten, red faced n trying to hold back his own tears LMFAO because he honestly doesn't want to leave either.

(You ask him about it later, and he's defending himself with: what if something goes wrong? They don't like the lunch that's provided, or trip and fall in the unfamiliar hallways? Or god forbid, the teacher's an asshole and takes it out on the students???

Not that he hadn't already went overboard when you were looking at schools, vetting the program and reaching out to all the teachers to make sure they were exactly what he was looking for before even thinking about enrolling baby)

It's only when activity time actually starts that baby finally, finally pulls away from him when some kids ask yours to play with them, giving dad one last hug before shyly joining their circle and picking up a block.

AND there Bakugo is, crying on the way to the car and then low? high? key sobbing once you're in because your kid chose some "lil extras" to play with instead of continuing to cling onto him, which you have to remind him is actually a good thing, that other kids wanted to play with your child LMFAO.

He's such a freak LMFAO and it absolutely gets worse with your next baby, too jsdkafjkasdfjk BYE (he absolutely does hang out outside the kindergarten, sometimes even "forgetting" to give them their lunch ON PURPOSE, just so he has an excuse to drop it off and see them in the middle of the day).

[theloganator101]

The Great BNHA Review: Katuski Bakugou, the Character That Ruined Everything

Yeah, that's right, this guy gets his own section in this!

Because he's literally the catalyst that ruined what could've been a good series if he was just left behind after the battle trials.

So by now I’m sure we ALL know who this douche is, he’s part of the main cast who used to bully Izuku and was also the one who gave him that degrading nickname Deku. And from there has become a sort of rival to Izuku to butt heads with... but here's where things kind of start to go wrong.

Hori found himself liking him out of everyone and decided to make BNHA his wattpad fanfiction where everyone loves Bakugou and blows sunshine up his ass whenever he becomes a topic of discussion.

And that isn't even the worst part, no no no, the worst part is that Bakugou himself is a flaming dumpster fire of a character!

He's always yelling everything he says so it makes it hard to listen to him, he's obnoxious and rude to everyone around him, is pretty much talented at everything he does so he comes across as more of a Gary Stu than anything... And he's never. Punished. Once.

At least in a way that's satisfying.

Sure he got put under House Arrest for being out after curfew, but the reason why this doesn't work is because Izuku ALSO gets punished alongside him! When he was only defending himself and couldn't run away! And the fact that Izuku got more flock for it AND was the one to apologize to it... I'm sorry but that's literally fucked up!

And I know there's gonna be some people that'll say:

"Well that's how it is in the real world, it's being realistic of how bullying situations usually goes."

I'm sorry, I don't go to fiction to be reminded of how much the world sucks. I go to fiction to experience a good story and watch characters grow and become better versions of themselves!

But Katsuki Bakugou, never goes through any of this!

He never grows or learns from his past mistakes, he never learns that his behavior is toxic and how it effects the people around him, and he never becomes a better version of himself... In fact he only got worse if the ending is anything to go by!

He just stays the same because that's how the fandom adores him as! A potty mouth arrogant asshole character who happens to be hot in their eyes!

To put it simply, he's a leech to the BNHA story. He sucks away screentime and attention that could've gone to the other characters that needed it to make their stories hit harder. He sucks away the nuance and themes the story was supposed to have in order to keep him in a good light without acknowledging his bad actions. And to hammer in the worst part about Bakugou.

... He prevents Izuku from growing and becoming the main character he was supposed to be. In fact I would even go as far to say Hori probably wished Bakugou was the main character instead, if he loves asshole characters so much, then he might as well make one the main character in his next work.

Edit: This part is an add on as I completely forgot about it and couldn't do it earlier today as I was at work, but now I'm here to fix it.

Bakudeku... this ship is a stain on all shipping. It's literally Abuser x Victim and it's disgusting how people romanticize this so much. And I believe it's this ship that twists their views on relationships and it'll cause them to get into abusive relationships since it's so normalized in this fanon ship that shouldn't even be seen in the positive light that it is.

So to end this part off before we get to closing thoughts, Katsuki Bakugou is without a doubt the worst anime character I have the misfortune of seeing. He's the shining example of what happens when you play favorites and trying to show everyone how great they are.

Fuck you Katuski Bakugou. You ruined BNHA.

[animeyanderelover]

Okay s/o who is a minx with yandere bakugo,gaara,subaru sakamaki?

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional mindset, jealousy, clinginess, stalking, paranoia, controlling behavior, abduction, threats

Tags: @shumidehiro

S/o is a minx

Gaara

🐼​He loves you, Gaara really does. However, your behavior tends to give the Kazekage very high anxiety multiple times a day. Whilst it is your pert and bold personality that have been reasons why he loves you as you had no shyness in approaching him and stubbornly persisting to get to know him better, it's those very same traits that also cause his anxiety to spike as often as it does. Because Gaara knows that he isn't the only on you treat that way. You have no shame in acting the same way towards other people with no consideration for others feelings. You flirt with other people, you are very playful and seem to enjoy causing him such troubles by making him jealous on purpose. That doesn't give you the best image as Gaara, despite his dark past, has risen up to be a very beloved Kage in his village so the civilians of Sunagakure tend to dislike you for playing with his emotions as much as you do. His siblings are going as far as to openly advice Gaara to give up on you.

🐼​If it would only be that easy to do. A part of him knows that you are a tad bit toxic for him but he always melts like butter whenever you spend time with him. His heart is racing every single time yet it is a very bittersweet feeling as he knows that he isn't the only one you have treated like this. Perhaps you just enjoy seeing how much control you have over Gaara, purposely fueling the anger of the people around you by treating him as if he were a toy at times. Despite knowing that, he still defends and protects you against their anger which only enables you even further to act the way you do. Perhaps your biggest worry should have been Gaara from the very beginning though as his fear, jealousy and insecurity eventually get the better of him and cause him to lock you away. You couldn't have predicted this development as nothing seems to work on Gaara as he seems adamant to keep you locked away until he has calmed down. Hopefully you'll have learned to hold back by then, otherwise this might happen again.

Katsuki Bakugo

💥​You really are just trying to trigger him, don't you? It's like you are doing all of this on purpose whilst he is watching. Bakugo has been aware of your bold and troublesome behavior even before he had felt anything for you and he has been avoiding you and any of your advances. It's obvious that you don't intend anything serious whenever you approach him or someone else, you probably see it all as a fun game. It is for that reason an incredibly bitter pill for him to swallow when he slowly comes to realise that your charm seems to have won him over. Yet Katsuki knows that if he lets you realise that he has caught feelings for you, you will only use it to your advantage. He refuses to be outplayed by you so he tries to hide everything deep inside, although his frustration with the situation at hand shows itself in a form of agitated aggression as soon as you try to talk to him as he always sneers at you to get out of his face. He should have known that you are more cunning than he may give you credit for though.

💥​He used to ignore you so the sudden and very intense change within his behavior spells suspicious to you and you wonder why. So suddenly he finds himself surrounded by you as you always follow around or make sure to hang around the places where he is. You have a theory and you test it out by flirting with others in front of him and you know that you have won him over when you take notice of the way he looks like he's about to explode before storming away to vent his anger out on something else than the person you were using. Bakugo isn't dumb either as he knows that you have probably figured him out by now too. This could be troublesome because he knows that you would love to torment him for his attraction for you. He knows that what he is about to do will definitely not be very heroic but he knows that if you go on any longer, he will have a meltdown. Seems like he has to teach you some basic manners as soon as he has abducted you. Don't expect to leave the house until you have learned proper manners.

Subaru Sakamaki

⬜You are playing with fire by daring to act in such a way with Subaru as he has no restraint nor has he anything that would motivate or force him to hold back with his emotions. Subaru has no lid that would hold his feelings back and you only make everything even worse for him. He despises you for acting the way you do and he loathes you even more when he realises that despite knowing all about you and your ways, he has still managed to get as obsessed with you as he did. It is pretty much over for you from that point on though as Subaru sees no reason to control himself nor to hold back. He very quickly assaults or even kills anyone he sees you flirting with and whether they even wanted it or not doesn't even matter. He just sees red as soon as you try to allure someone and by acting the way he does, you soon have a very bad image clinging to your back as people think you are cursed as such terrible things only happen to those you decided to spend your time with.

⬜​This was not intended by Subaru but is is quite enjoyable because not only does it ease his raging jealousy but it also serves to damage you as you find yourself being made into an outcast as everyone is afraid that the same thing will happen to them if they spend time with you. Nevertheless though, Subaru still feels paranoid that you will do it again and so you have an abduction coming for you very quickly and you find out that trying to appease him by trying to appeal to him only serves to trigger Subaru further most of the time. The vampire is unable to trust you as he always believes that you are only trying to play with him. The situation between the two of you is quite fragile as his temper causes him to hurt you at times, especially if you behave the same way around him he has seen you behaving around others which only ever ends in your blood getting drained until you feel dizzy and painful bite marks on your skin. Since Subaru believes that he can't trust you, he keeps you completely shut away in his room so that you will never be able to meet any of his brothers.

[bibibbon]

Characters with wasted potential: Bakugo Katsuki (rant)

Look as much as I don't and I mean DON'T like bakugo I have to admit that Horikoshi's favouritism has caused the own downfall of his own favourite character which is just sad.

There are many things I don't like with bakugo which are :

HIS ATTITUDE. I know hori was going for the moody deuteragonist trope but it fails horribly when it comes to bakugo because the guy has NOTHING AND I MEAN NOTHING to be angry about. This guy basically won the lifes lottery so by making him like this he literally just comes of as an aggressive, ungrateful child.

HIS REDEMPTION ARC. His redemption arc was utter and complete BS I mean he literally still does bulky izuku and others but it's just being treated as a gag instead of him learning not to and why it's bad. Also what makes it so bad is the lack of izukus pov and personal thoughts/emotions about it like izuku is the victim so we should see his negative and positive emotions towards bakugo and we should see bakugo take all of these emotions and try his best to make it up to izuku and change

HIS INTERACTION WITH OTHER CHARACTERS. I have no idea what those MHA stats were but they were horrible and why is it that every single time bakugo interacts with a character they will end up thinking he is cool and worthy of respect when he CLEARLY ISN'T.

LACK OF CHALLENGES. In my opinion, as a character bakugo doesn't go through enough obstacles or challenges and if he does he always has someone who goes through it with him like his whole I caused all mights downfall thing or the failed provisional license exam thing were so horrible in my opinion

A LACK OF CONSEQUENCES. Bakugo lacks consequences for a lot of his actions like the suicide incident and many other things. The problem is when he does finally receive the consequences it's always him and another character which doesn't make sense especially when izuku also got house arrest for what? Defending himself.?!?!

Bakugo could of clearly been a well written character that would be involved in the plot when necessary. Honestly, I hate bakugo and if it were to me I would have him erased as a character from the plot or bring in ORIGINAL BAKUGO!!! Who was soooo much better then the canon bakugo we have now!

But if we were to go with the 1st option of keeping bakugos character the same I would :

Change his attitude or actually give him something to have that type of attitude. Honestly, it's so infuriating that this guy only knows how to be an angry Pomeranian and it irritates me even more when he has nothing to be angry about. I know it's said in the manga that bakugo has a nasty attitude due to whatever mixture of superiority and inferiority complex he has and while you can do that and explore it a whole lot more like how did this happen? Where does it stem from? And stuff like that. It would be good to do something like that and Involve/show how society contributes to making these type of people which you can then use to expand on the world building that MHA lacks in. Or alternatively, you can give bakugo a reason to be angry all the time but in my opinion you already have so many of those characters so it would be better to stick with the first option.

Make him have obstacles and more realisations while gradually propping and hinting at a redemption arc. In my opinion it should of taken the entirety of the series for bakugo to have a redemption arc and when that arc is finished DONT GIVE HIM HIS OWN VILLAIN TO FIGHT. If you wanted him to fight someone make him fight himself and his own ideas. Also I think his development should start from the moment he gets saved by izuku and all might from the sludge villain where we can see him realise that maybe he has been lied to and that he isn't as great as he thought he was or everyone thought he was. He can also try and start focusing on what he has done or what he has been doing and at first you can have him ignore it, ignore it, ignore it and still not change until he reaches rock bottom in one of the earlier arcs preferably early season 3 when he fails the final exams BECAUSE HE SHOULD OF AND JUSTICE TO SERO!!!

Change the way characters interact with him. At first I loved how class 1A didn't like bakugo and viewed him as annoying and all of that and I think this should of continued until bakugo himself starts seeking for change during the training camp arc. Probably also have aizawa and other teacher reprimand him for his actions like the battle trials we don't see Katsuki receive any consequences just him on a verge of a mental break down and that's it. Also, we should definitely have more of Katsuki and best jeanist because let's be honest it was only best jeanist that tried to help bakugo and guide him in the right direction. You could also have him interact with all might but scrap the whole I got kidnapped and ruined all mights career I find it better if it were izuku to get kidnapped during the training camp arc.

Give him CONSEQUENCES. Iam all for Katsuki getting consequences for his own actions and faults and I feel like he should of got them during the battle trials, failing the provisional license exam alone, the final exams(he should of failed that fight with all might). Also I don't think he should be expelled from UA but I do think he should have more of a severe consequence that's NOT him getting anger management classes or therapy because that's not really a punishment. The idea might work if you also add him getting house arrest or losing a clean record and getting those types of classes but just that doesn't work for me

Lack of challenges. Katsukis character arc would work great if we focused more on his challenges and him ACTUALLY LOSING and not winning all the time. Realistically speaking there are many challenges bakugo can go through which are: having to realise he isn't the best and there are people better then him, he should treat people with respect, his behaviour towards izuku and other kids he bullied was bad, him trying to differentiate himself from endeavour and become a better hero and human being then endeavour by redeeming himself, his superiority and inferiority complexes.

Overall, Katsuki in this role should of been someone who is arrogant and has basically won lifes lottery but then he gets into UA and realises "oh Iam not as special or stronger then everyone else" which could then cause him to become insecure aka que the superiority and inferiority complexes which he develops out of and slowly redeems himself and becomes a symbol of how society can create bad people by too much praise or just thinking they are superior and how these people can go on to them become heros or people that society is supposed to trust and praise when they don't deserve it. Something that bugs me is how katsukis character mainly focuses on just izuku and whenever izuku is mentioned Katsuki has to be mentioned or vice versa.

Also it would if been better if you emphasised on the Katsuki and endeavour Parallels and don't redeem endeavour but redeemed Katsuki. Also, have Katsuki and todoroki have a difficult relationship it's out of character for todoroki to get along with someone like Katsuki. You can then explore the relationship and have Katsuki change and todoroki interact a bit more with him or something of the sort.

ALSO WHEN WE GET AN APOLOGY LET IT NOT BE WHEN IZUKU IS ON THE VERGE OF DEATH AT HIS MOST VULNERABLE AND LET HIM HAVE SOME THOUGHTS ABOUT IT

Ps: this is my opinion!! And I think I could of done more justice for bakugo but Iam not his biggest fan so ... Yeah. If I missed something definitely add it !

[a-traveling-void-human]

Ideas for Chaos Duo AU [CDAU]

Part 1: What the fuck?

This drabble is dedicated to my AU that I want to write someday but doesn't have the patience so I'm just going to create tidbits for it until I actually write it all down. Will it be canon? Who fucking knows! But will it be fun?! Absolutely.

Like the title said. What the fuck? Basically everyone's reaction to BKDK being released to the wilds after being mentored by Nezu oh the Rat god. Here we go fuckers we're GOING TO THE MALL!!

[Aldera Years]

Things has been weird in Aldera. Well the weird part doesn't come from its school per say but the weirdness came in a form of a two student duo. Bakugou Katsuki and The quirkless boy.

These two students are known to not get along since the first day of school. Has been like it since Elementary and still is in now. No one bothered to change that kind of relationship, in fact, It benefits some of the students and teachers around them. You see, the two can be considered the ends of a food chain. Bakugou being on the top while the quirkless one being on the bottom. It has been that way for years now and should certainly stay that way for the foreseeable future.

Except it didn't.

The change was subtle. No one cared for it, and honestly things would have been FINE if Bakugou only stop engaging badly to the quirkless boy like usual. But oh.. things just got worst by Aldera's standards.

At first it was an olive branch. The subject was math and everybody was dreading the idea, that they could be called by the teacher to answer his question. The teacher, of course asked if any student who wants to answer number 4. No one answered. Except for the quirkless boy at the back of the class. The teacher ignore him and speaks up, "Anybody? Or else I'll have to call one of you by random."

Some student snicker at the blatant scene that has become a normal occurrence for the class. The quirkless boy will try to engage and the teacher will either ignore the boy or just, plainly ridicule him infront of the class. The boy, of course, wilted like a weed being sprayed Herbicide- SLAM!!

Silence filled the classroom after that.

"The fucking Nerd wants to talk, let him."

Oh fuck, that voice. That voice came from Bakugou and he's defending The-

"Oh Kacchan! It's okay-"

"No fuck that. Come on Nerd, I want to know your answer in this equation."

The fuck is happening?? What the fuck?? May day MAY DAY!! There's tension in the air and honestly no one, even the teacher himself know how to remove the weirdness that's happening in front of them. The worst part is that the boy that created this mess, didn't even gave two shit about the crowd that he gathered, ie the rest of the class. He just waited patiently for the other boy to speak up. Usually, Bakugou will not engage at all in class so seeing him doing so, while defending the "bottom of the food chain" boy is fucking terrifying.

"Oh um, The answer is 43!"

"Huh. Fuckin got my answers wrong then."

"Wait really?? How did you solve this equation then?"

And so they went. On and on, like no one except them existed. The people in the class doesn't know how to deal with this! Maybe it's just a fluke! Maybe Bakugou had gotten hit with a quirk because there is NO WAY that, BAKUGOU, will willingly talk to Midoriya of all people.

Except it happened again

And again.

And again.

In under 4 months, the two had become from not even acknowledging the other's existence to the Childhood best friends they used to be. What used to be Bakugou's "circle of friends" are being shunned in favor of Midoriya Izuku. When lunch started, Bakugou now only ate with Midoriya Izuku. Bakugou will only associate himself with Midoriya Izuku. Only Midoriya Izuku.

No matter where they are or what their situation is, the pair never stop conversing with each other. No one can stop their conversation, not even the teachers. So everyone just collectively, let them. Begrudgingly. Students started to gossip on what happened to Bakugou to "stoop so low" they said. Maybe Midoriya Izuku pay money for Bakugou to act like his friend again? Maybe Midoriya Izuku blackmail him or, put him under drug or something?? Anything sounds reasonable enough to Aldera other than the two boys just genuinely reconcile and become friends again.

It even got to a point where teachers started to complain to the principal. And of course, the principal tries to get to the bottom of this issue.

Only for him to not be a principal anymore.

The next thing the students and teachers of Aldera knew; the principal holds a goodbye ceremony, for he will be resigning as a principal. When the teacher (bravely) confronted Bakugou about this, the boy only snorts and said: "We did nothing wrong, Deku only brings up some facts to the old geezer and apparently he decided to "fix" said issue. Tch, fucking cowardly if you asked me."

There. The underlying threat might not be said out loud but it rings through the whole school loud and clear. Don't mess with the duo. Especially, Midoriya Izuku.

[Poker face? Yeah no..]

Something that 1-A learned the hard way is that to NEVER play games that involves reading each other's face expression to win. At least not when the "Wonder duo" as they call them, are present. Why you ask? Because something a kin to a story that will be shown later could happened.

It's the day off. Saturday to be exact and Class 1-A as a whole felt a little restless. Sure they can just lounge around the dorm and be sacks of potatoes for a day. You know. As a treat. But of course, as a hero course students, they can't stay still for half an hour. Relaxing can do you so much good until you realize that you have to stick in the same spot, possibly alone with your thoughts. Yeah no one wants that.

They all collectively decided to do something about it. When they said collectively, they meant Kaminari suggested something. That something just so happened to he board games.

All of them had played Uno, (Kaminari was banned due to cheating, by eating the cards. Sero tries to secretly tape some of his cards under a table and Kirishima tries to do the same thing that Kaminari did, and ended up having his stomach pumped.) Monopoly, (which is already banned after Uraraka throw the board out of frustration, surprising everyone there.) Jengga, (Shoji and Shinsou wins a lot when playing this game, who knew.) Code names, (limited players.) HECK EVEN SNAKES AND LADDERS.

To say that they got bored with board games are an understatement. There must be more board games out there, but sadly, class 1-A only have what they have. (Which is not a lot, unless you want to play chess, but it always get hogged by the Wonder duo. Only a select few wants to play with them and only when their sanity is intact and strong that day. Never play the game with them when you're down in the dumps, because apparently, Bakugou and Midoriya are like satan that tries to scam you to get your souls when playing chess.)

So they decided to play three games that day. Poker, Joker or Old maiden and Mafia.

First game! Poker.. Yeah no one knows how to play well. (Other than Yaoyorozu, Uraraka, Kaminari, Shoji, Midoriya and Bakugou.) Sure they can watch the ones that can play, play the game. But it'll just be boring.

Second game, Old maiden! (or Joker.) Now this game was intense. Since they have at least 21 students to play with, they decided to draw straws to decide on who they will play with, and the ones that still in the game will play with the one who wins and then they'll play till there's only one winner. (Mineta will soon be taped on the ceiling for misbehaving.) The group was having fun, there was laughter echoing through the walls due to the nature and risk on getting the Joker card, but then they found a slight problem. A tiny bit problem that the whole class as a group found out about their friends that they called, the Wonder Duo.

You see, both of them are very... competitive. The ones that unfortunately had these two in their group to play with always felt a shiver when it's time to pick a card from them. Bakugou had almost a silent/monotone expression. No snarls, no anger, no smiles, not even a quirk of something across his face to detect emotions from the boy. He's scarily calm. So calm that the look rivals Todoroki's monotone expression. The feeling they get when they have to choose a card from Bakugou's pile was a kin to putting your finger on a crocodiles mouth and just WAITING for it to close on you, biting your hand off.

Then there's Midoriya. Man, looks can be deceiving. He smiles a lot and over all seems normal, but his smiles always felt off when being directly pointed at you, you know? Like... he's... taunting you. Taunting you to MAKE the mistakes with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, making his eyes look almost darker... blank... like a void ready to swallow you whole.

And when you eventually got both of them in the same group, best of luck because suddenly the game doesn't feel like a game anymore. It felt like an interrogation scene. Many makes mistakes or pick the wrong card or even fall on their bluffs. The only ones that doesn't seemed to ACTUALLY look effected, was Todoroki, Shoji and Shinsou. Though, Kirishima and Sero would bet their entire savings (which not a lot) that they at least felt something under the two... focused glares.

Mina watches as Shoji sweats, eyeing the boy infront of him nervously as he's trying to decide which card he should pick from Midoriya, who currently is just smiling at him. A card being put upward by Midoriya, encouraging Shoji that he should take that one, and yet he felt like that card is the joker. (Midoriya didn't have any joker cards in his deck. Todoroki has it.) Oh Mina is SO glad that she manage to got out early. Early enough to NOT be under the Crazy Duo's attention.

Slowly, everyone in the class that already lost, watches as one by one the three lost to the Wonder Duo. Todoroki was out due to having the Joker card, yet he doesn't look like he minded... not many can tell what he actually is feeling right now though. Shoji just gave up when he got the card from Bakugou and declared defeat right there and then... and Shinsou. The whole class can FEEL the dread he's feeling when he have to choose from Bakugou's deck once again. It takes him at least 5 minutes of DECIDING which card to pick and yet he still fails..

Then the card game got interesting. One thing about the Wonder Duo is that, when you got them to fight against another, it'll clash often more towards a draw or one of them being pinned ruthlessly to the ground by the other, never failing to entertain the class when they reach that point of rivalry. So they watched the two play. Some even got up to make popcorn or grab snacks because they REALLY want to watch them both play.

Bakugou got the Joker card first, and of course he didn't react much. The joker card began to be toss around between the two that it felt like watching a tennis match for some reason. The two eventually started to abandon their usual tactics against each other. Class 1-a theorize that since the two are childhood friends, they can read each other well enough to know when they bluff. They went from playing the game silently to full on having a conversation.

"The fucking Rat wants us to do his work on Thursday. Do think that you should ditched Sensei's class and do the God's bidding. Too much on your plate ya know?"

"What makes you think that I couldn't do both at the same time, Kacchan? Or is it you who needs that day off for the project?"

"Hah! You know damn well that I will be finishing that fucking task like I'm doing chores around this hell dorm."

"I like to see you try! The one who submit their part of their work second must do the other's ask or task. Deal?"

"Deal. Now do you think the new All Might golden age 'the revival of the evil one' movie adaptation will be good or not?"

The game lasted 30 minutes. Bakugou win that round.

"200 out of 199, Nerd. Keep up." Bakugou gloat his wins to Midoriya who has the same smile that he had plastered on his face during the card game, except this one is less contained. "Sure Kacchan, Sure."

Not wanting to witness Midoriya who was dubbed the sunshine child once kill his supposedly best friend, Uraraka mentions that they all should play the third game! Mafia... man. They haven't learn their lesson. The game was full of betrayal and lies, and somehow the Wonder Duo are always the REASON. It's worse enough that they have to play against one of them but if the two of them team up. Yeah, it wasn't even a fair game anymore. AND THAT'S SOMEHOW WASN'T THE WORST PART.

The worst part is that, sure if they did team up the game will automatically be in their favor... but that's not how Bakugou and Midoriya plays apparently. No, the worst part is that the WILL make the game play longer than it should. Spreading lies, stabbing one another and damn... was scarily efficient on how they do it.

For example:

Yaoyorozu had declared herself that she'll be the narrator for that round after the rules had been explain throughly by her. She handed each role cards randomly and set the mood that they all are a community that lives in a side of town where there's only a small collective people that has been living there for years. The were new comers in town. They were a trio that are looking for a home of their own after their own home has been purged and controlled by a Mafia group, making it a very hostile place to begin to live in.

The new comer are named Midoriya, Shinsou and Todoroki. After the three had settled their stuff on their new two story home, they started to walk around to introduce themselves. The three are introduce to a lovely bunch. Kaminari, the electrician for the town. Sero and Asui, the co owner for a crafts shop. Uraraka, Kirishima and Shoji who works in the construction area, Shoji and Kirishima being the heavy lifter and Uraraka who manage the finance. Bakugou and Sato who's a chef and baker respectively. Iida the Mayor. Ashido, Jirou and Ojiro the traveling performers who had been staying in this town for quite some time now. Kouda and Tokoyami who owned a very dark and yet comfortable pet shop. Aoyama and Hagakure who was also the "new comer" in town, they had become apart of the community.

After the three explains on why they decide to join their small town, Iida hold a meeting between all of the people in the community to explain the new comers apparent reason on why they're joining their community. Immediately Bakugou objects. Not trusting the new comers at the slightest. The community roars in objections and opinions of their on and chaos insues. Iida had to silence them all by screaming and declared that they all will gathered once a week to gather in this halls to bond with each other as a whole. Not many liked it but hey, you do what you had to do.

Months past by with no suspicious activities and the new comers eventually are welcomed and is officially declared to be apart of their community. Even Bakugou was accepting of them. They all live in a collective harmony... until an accident happened.

Kaminari died due to an accident at his line of work.

"What?! I die in a lame way what the hell?!?" With Kaminari questioning yells, the atmosphere of the game disappeared. Everyone started to laugh their ass off or just shakes their heads at the boy's antics. "I'm sorry Kaminari-kun but I promised that's not how you really died. So if you calm down, can you let me continue?" Yaoyorozu placate him, and get the rest to eventually shut up. Once everyone's had calmed down, she continues.

Everyone came to mourn together. For the first time, the community looked like a dead town. The mourning period should lasted for a week before the burial. It's customary for this town to bury a body a week after their death. To let everyone have the opportunity to say goodbye. The mourning lasted for 3 days until Iida called for an emergency meeting in the halls.

"Welcome to our first meeting in a long time. As we all know, our dear friend, Kaminari Denki had sadly past away. Though, his death was not an accident. It was a Murder." The collective shock waves of gasp echos through the town's halls (also the dorms.) Immediately the somber mood became one of suspicions, uneasiness... betrayal. Some of them was looking side to side, to see if any of them look the slightest guilty. Some looked, devastated. Of all the things that could happen in their small town, a murder wasn't in that list.

The room Immediately blows up with chatters, both figuratively in story wise and literally. Everyone seemed to be accusing one another with no order whatsoever. Despite their story counter being calmer in discussing their, disturbing situation. The actual group idiots actually started to accused each other with existing grudges that happened the day before. Like for example, Hakagure accusing Sato of eating her sugar cookies.. even though Tokoyami was the one at fault and aren't confessing. The only ones who seemed to actually observing the situation are as follow:

Iida, who tries to calm the group down but opted to think things through carefully about what Yaoyorozu had said. Todoroki who just stares off to the ceiling, doing nothing. Shinsou who actually took this game seriously and looks around the room like he's on a hunt, mostly landing his gaze on Midoriya who's shyly smiling at him. Bakugou is quiet, yet he didn't seemed bothered to figure out the on who the killer is. Whether he's the mafia or he's just waiting for more information, only Yaoyorozu knows.

"Everyone quiet down, please! This is still the first round and still we don't know the extent to Kaminari's death yet." Iida explained as if this is his daily routine of explaining information as usual. He is the class president after all.

"Hey! I take offense to that!" The ghost spoke from beyond the grave. Which again, creates a few snickers from the others.

"Ah yes! i forgot to mention that. Each meeting you all will be granted some evidence left in the crime scene. However, be aware that information could be easily tampered by anyone. So use it wisely."

Yaoyorozu explains as she handed the pictures of the evidence. A syringe that cannot be used anymore due to it's handle being stuck as if it was glued. Shattered ceramic mug with some semblance of dirt on it and a bloody screwdriver.

"Huh. Yaoyorozu-san? Does these pictures acts like one of those two truth, one lie mechanics?" Izuku ask with his hands raised as if they were in class. Before Yaoyorozu could answered, Shinsou scoffs and cuts her off.

"Wouldn't you like to know, whether boy." He received an amused scoff from Bakugou and a rows of chuckles from the rest.

Midoriya's resolve didn't falter though for he only waited patiently for Yaoyorozu to answer. She beams once she was given the opportunity to answer. "Yes Midoriya! You're correct! In fact, I personally made the match up less obvious than it should be, so the class as a whole will need to discuss and calmly decides which of the evidence they can use for the trial. It's an opportunity for us class to bond and also learn critical thinking skills!" She explains with such enthusiasm that the whole class shares her sentiment.

"A brilliant Idea as always, Yaoyorozu-san! I shall take this investigation seriously like how real field investigation are held!" Iida added, yet his enthusiasm wasn't really met by some of the class. It only bummed some of them since they're trying so hard not to think of their responsibilities. Oh well..

"Now shall we continue?"

The group of town folks gathered around the table of evidence as they quietly discussed among themselves on what could had happened to their poor friend. (Meanwhile Denki had opted to ate the rest of the popcorn he got as he watch the chaos unfolds infront of him. It's nice to be the cause of the chaos for once.) The community as a whole had decided that the Mug and the syringe seemed to be a more plausible evidence for this crime scene, discarding the bloody screwdriver. The syringe seem to belong to the pet shop for it's owner also had a Vet along side the store.

Koda explains that; "That syringe is the same syringe that I lost just a week ago. The last time I remembered, the syringe doesn't clogged like so.. The inside must be glued up for some reason." Suspicious?

The mug seem to personally belong to Kaminari himself, and yet it has been shattered and hid by someone in the dirt. The straight forward evidence is enough of an explanation for someone to theorize that, Kaminari must have been poisoned during his early work ours. With what poison, still unknown to everyone else.

In the end, the whole town's folk had decided to end the meeting without sending someone to their execution. Yet there is ofcourse some suspicious erupting from every single member of the community. (Other than Kaminari that is.)

Koda has become a main suspect since he owns the main part of the Vet establishment. With Tokoyami being the second, since he could be an accomplice after all.

Then there's stray accusations from other members, such as Bakugou being suspicious of the three new members still. Todoroki and Midoriya being quick to accept the suspicions since they understand the reasoning. The there's Shinsou who also is suspicious of his own friend, Midoriya Izuku. (Shocking everyone in the room.) Reasons are still unknown but the underline reasoning being "gut feeling." No one buys that shit and started to put suspicions on Shinsou. Todoroki then also put his own suspicions. Not on Shinsou, but rather Kaminari's close friends. (Shocking everyone in the room once more.) Which are Sero, Ashido, Kirishima and Bakugou. (Hah the crowd erupted with that statement.)

After they all calmed down, Yaoyorozu forced them all to close their eyes for the night time to role over. When everyone had settled down and closed their eyes shut, Yaoyorozu calls for each of the roles she had given earlier.

"Mafias, please open your eyes."

Three pairs of eyes open right up. (Kaminari gasp is heard but no one gave mind to it.) The three pairs of eyes belong to, Sero as a Mafia. Bakugou as the Poisoner. Midoriya as the God father. The role of a mafia is a normal day to day mafia role. You can kill at night and have to be careful how. Poisoner and Godfather however are a different kind of roles of mafia. Poisoner, kills by poisoning someone at night and the person will die the day after if they didn't find who's the poisoner was. Godfather can be called an innocent player yet is still apart of the mafia. He can't kill but he can recruit mafias.

So far Bakugou hasn't poisoned anyone and Midoriya hasn't recruited anyone either. The only ones who have been doing all the dirty work is Sero, who seems rather excited to kill his classmates despite being a hero course student. While Yaoyorozu waits for Sero to chose what ways he'll use to kill his next target, Bakugou turn his attention to Midoriya. The two didn't talk of course, not wanting to risk their identity. Yet, they seemed to be smiling.. a matching grin that reminds Yaoyorozu of someone. (She found out later that it's the Rat's.)

Once Sero had finished, Yaoyorozu asked if the other two wants to make their move, yet they still answer with a shake of their head. No. What are they planning? They close their eyes as her instructions.

Next is the Detective. Shinsou. If people payed enough attention, they might notice Shinsou sudden fixation on finding who the mafia is. He picked Midoriya as soon as he open his eyes, and since he's a Godfather, Yaoyorozu only shakes her head lightly. Telling him no.

Then comes the Doctor, Sato. He chooses Ojiro to save for the night. The bodyguard comes next. Kirishima who's the bodyguard, of course picked Mina at day one, point blank. Yaoyorozu can only snicker slightly at his sheepish grin. There are other roles that works passively like, The linker who already had a turn night one. Tsuyu cleverly picked Hakagure and Sato for the funsies. The face that they made is funny for Tsuyu to see when they realize who they got linked to. Then there's the Vengeful one, Iida... yeah doesn't like that role. The last are witnesses who will witness something at the third night and they'll keep witnessing things every two nights or so. The role belong to Todoroki, Ashido and Uraraka.

The morning comes, and immediately the town can hear Uraraka scream of terror. Shoji had been found dead, neck sliced open.

"What the fuck." Katsuki cuts Yaoyorozu off looking straight at her in the eyes in disbelief, making her laugh slightly. Yes, Sero had picked neck slicing for his next move and honestly? Quite morbid of him, she thinks. "Eey! Welcome to the death club Shoji!!" Kaminari cheered as Shoji sigh. "I do not like the imagery of me getting killed like that."

It appears that Shoji wanted to have a morning run at 5 am and apparently, it's still too dark for others to be around to witness who the killer might be. Immediately the community hold a meeting after Shoji's body had been properly put to rest. The morning didn't start with peace, immediately everyone have something to say. Erupting in chaos of anger, sadness, fear and paranoia. Of course Iida manage to calm everyone down and again shows them all the only evidences left in the crime scene. A bloody cutter. A lose brick that looked like it has been thrown, and trail of blood like something has been dragged. The bloody cutter seemed to be what everyone agreed on is the main weapon for this specific crime. Like what happened with the syringe;

Sero's reasoning was that, "That cutter was his, yes but someone already purchased that specific one." People called it bullshit and started to argue how the syringe also had parts of it being glued as if someone a super glue the syringe to cover up their tracks. Midoriya added later on that the killer could have been using superglue as the poison and put it Kaminari's cup. Using the syringe to make it easy for him to transfer the liquid and later on discarding the cup away. (Sero looked betrayed once Midoriya spoke up.)

After Midoriya finished explaining things, Shinsou seemed to actually had a very 180° opinion towards the boy. Others wonder why he suddenly agreed with the boy. "And how do you know that Deku-kun??" Uraraka spoke up, genuinely curious and suspicious of her friends words. "Oh! Haha.. It was mostly morbid curiosity of mine when I was little. I didn't know why my mother never allowed me to touch or god forbid use the superglue for arts and craft. I was like 6 at the time and I really want to know why so I asked the Internet." Midoriya took a small inhale to create a more dramatic effect of story telling.

"Yeah the next thing I knew, I opened up a link to a detailed explanation of how superglue can be used to kill someone and how to detect it. I didn't sleep that night." The whole class erupted in a chorus of sympathy for the baby Izuku. (Bakugou didn't miss how Shinsou now wasn't looking at Midoriya intently anymore, more so trying to find someone else to glare.)

The game continues and Sero was eventually been sentence to death, with his last word being "I hate you." He didn't specify who but the one who is being referred to only laughs internally. The night comes along and the only mafia members remaining open their eyes to a glaring Sero. Midoriya and Bakugou only grinned more for his suffering. They didn't kill or poisoned anyone in this round, but the only thing they did is to recruit a new Mafia member, which is Aoyama. Shinsou chose Iida to investigate on and only recieved a very firm shake of the head. Huh. Sato picked Midoriya for the night and Kirishima picked Shinsou.

This morning round went by pretty quickly all things considered after that. Despite Aoyama had just been picked to be a new Mafia member, be didn't seemed nervous. Far from it however. The meeting was mostly recounting all of the facts and evidence that they had so far. Kouda shyly explains with sign (Bakugou translating the poor boy in a very angry tone that doesn't match Kouda), that the syringe seemed to be taken by someone but it didn't specify that the person that stole syringe could be the same person. Then he sheepishly accused Tokoyami since he was also in the pet shop. Bakugou scoffs and agrees with Kouda, which set a chain of reaction for everyone to follow. Thankfully Tokoyami is a good sport and accept his death with grace. He seemed to actually be enjoying the attention and said his last words with a grin.. or what can be considered a grin for Tokoyami. "Oh, I welcome you darkness my old friend." Everyone laughed after that.

After the death of Tokoyami, Bakugou spoke up once again and silencing everyone up. "Since we killed off bird boy just by association, are we sure that kermit over there wasn't also the suspect? Fucker is a co-owner of the same shop of the murderer. She could have been an accomplice." Oh the people roars in objections, accusations and agreement. Though they cannot have another discussion for the night time comes ones again.

The mafia, (mainly Bakugou) are trying their best to not laugh while they chose who they should kill for the night. They decided to kill of Sato and poisoned Shinsou. The poisoned Detective picked Aoyama to learn the identity of. He found the second mafia. Sato heal Kirishima dor the night and Kirishima protected Iida.

Everyone woke up to two dead bodies. "It's him. Aoyama is the killer." Shinsou declared, leaving Aoyama gasping dramatically. "Oh, no no non, Mon cheri! I am not the killer! Why did you, accused me?" Aoyama asked in the same dramatic tone like how he gasped earlier. "Uh.. bro? Can we asked why you think that Aoyama is the killer?"

"Well let's hear how the two died first then. Yaoyorozu?" "Oh right! Sato died from lack of oxygen. Along side Hakagure who also died from lack of oxygen... Shinsou, you also have been poisoned." The gasp from all students came in unison. Immediately Shinsou look a little craze, and points at Aoyama. "I don't know how you did it, but you are the killer." "And do tell how did you know that exactly!"

Shinsou and Aoyama seemed to be at each other's throats. Of course, Shinsou knows that he will die soon but he is also is made aware that there are still the Poisoner role and the Godfather. He suspects it to be Midoriya who's the Godfather but he can't be sure. The small difference that Yaoyorozu made from shaking her head between Midoriya and Iida was the only proof he has against this and honestly, he's willing to take it. Just how can he, explains that thought process without revealing the actual mechanics of his role? Before Shinsou could spoke, Asui beats him to it.

"Also, kero. I've seen how you immediately have your eyes on Midoriya first round. I don't think your judgment can be trusted here, kero." Oh no. Maybe, Tsuyu has been recruited by the Godfather.

The fight went back and forth, with Asui and Aoyama being the one that everyone have to vote for. Asui's vote was one member higher from Aoyama, which makes her sentence to death. Her last words were, "I don't like this game, kero." The girls that are left could only pat her in the back before the night time roles by.

Aoyama knowing that he'll eventually be voted out by the next round picked Iida as his next target. Not knowing that he's the Vengeful one. (Bakugou and Izuku of course didn't stop him, since it's entertaining afterall.) Bakugou decides to poison another person, this time he picked Ashido. Shinsou uses his last opportunity of his investigation on Bakugou. Yaoyorozu only nods. Fuck. Kirishima didn't know who to defend this time, so he decides to defend his best bro. Bakugou!

The morning, was a surprise for everyone. Shinsou's body was an expected one but both Iida and Aoyama's was a surprising sight. Not only that, the witnesses found something interesting that night. The person who killed off Iida, seemed to be strong and blond. But since Aoyama was already been suspected, the information was almost useless for the witnesses group.

Except for Todoroki who immediately accused Ojiro. He told that he was right to suspect someone in Kaminari's circle, and now he had been suspecting Ojiro. His explanation why was yes, Aoyama was obviously the one who killed Iida, but strong. That's the keyword that Yaoyorozu used for the witnesses words.

Ojiro only looked at him baffled while Jirou huffs at Todoroki. Telling him that half of the class is strong AND Bakugou is right over there. The other blond in response only raised his brows at her. Not denying or agreeing to his sentiments. Then Yaoyorozu mentions Ashido had been poisoned, which made Kirishima "confess" of murder to be taken out for. Ashido seemed to he the only one who believed him while the rest just looks at both of them with an exasperated expression. With just that, Kirishima is booted out of the community with a death penalty with last words being, "Stay manly everyone!" Tears in his eyes as he joined the cool death club.

The next day. Ashido and Uraraka were found dead and that's where Jirou finally realized something crucial. The fucking duo is still present, and Todoroki seemed to be set on voting Ojiro out. Kouda might listen to her and vote one of them, but 3 against 2 will not be enough to beat the odds. Especially when it's now obvious that both Midoriya and Bakugou might be behind all of this. With a sigh, she glanced at Kouda who seemed to realize the same thing and voted Ojiro out with an apologetic smile. At least he seemed to okay with it. With his last words, he said the obvious. "I think we've been played." Todoroki looked genuinely confused while the rest of the class knows what he meant.

The game ended with Kouda being the last one who were killed by Bakugou himself and Yaoyorozu declared Mafia as the winner. But it felt like Midoriya and Bakugou are the only one who's winning while the other mafia glares at them both.

While the Duo laughs at their victory, the class watches in exasperated fondness. Yeah, the game was rigged from the begging.. but it was still fun. They now have to make sure that Bakugou and Midoriya won't be in the same team anymore.

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That's a wrap! Holy shit this is long. I'm going to actually do my work now so, bye! Tell me if you like this drabble so I might have the motivation to make this into a full story fanfic.

[misrepresentedmorallygrey]

PROPAGANDA

Katsuki Bakugou

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Dark Pit

PS: THIS IS ALL ONE PROPAGANDA

Most of Dark Pit's mischaracterization comes from the fact that he's in SSBU- everyone assumes he's like every other nintendo clone; evil and just a 'bad' version of the original. But he's not!! Even the characters in his own game think he's just cruel by nature, when he's never actually done anything wrong. He's a dick, yes, but wouldn't you be a bit pissy if you kept getting dragged into a war you want no part in, called a name crafted specifically to belittle your own existence?

Dark Pit was created when Pit, the original, was on a mission to destroy a mirror that would copy anything that stood before it, since the villians were using it to create an army. It's incredibly important to note that it does NOT create 'evil' versions or even just copy the body and leave the personality at home. It's a 1:1 conversion. Unfortunately, the villians also knew Pit would destroy the mirror quite directly, standing in front of it (or more accurately, flying kicking towards it) and triggering the copy to be made. It was shattered midway through creation, creating Dark Pit- something the villians were hoping would happen, as Pit is the last angel to exist and they REAAAALLY want their own angel.

Immediately everyone assumes Dark Pit is just evil by default- even the villian is gloating about her new minion, but he immediately rejects that and punches the villian and helps you in the fight. He steals her power and flies away after, but its important to realize that Dark Pit could've just allied with the villians for the same result, and instead chose to be alone. Sure, he's kinda a dick to Pit, but he hasn't done anything outright evil. Just took a dead god's power in order to fly and left.

Cue the next mission where Palutena calls Dark Pit 'twisted' and 'inherently corrupt' like ma'am where??? Hes just an asshole cmon, you would be too if your birth parent is a reflective piece of glass. You go off on a mission to try and KILL him, and he obviously defends himself- once again, he's done nothing outright wrong. He's rude and aggressive, yes, but he literally doesn't want ANY part of all this war between gods shit, and here you are killing him for merely existing. During the final battle of the mission Dark Pit tells Pit that he is his reflection, and that they're the same person- Dark Pit is just more than willing to say the things Pit refuses to admit to himself.

AND HE'S RIGHT. Dark Pit believes the gods are selfish, are using Pit as a tool for their own gain, and that the world would be better off without them since all they ever seem to do is cause war and destruction. If you pay attention to how Pit reacts to the world around him, he DOES share these beliefs but instead of acting on them, he just buries it. Pit will even snap at the gods about half-way through the game, telling them outright that its THEIR war that is destroying the planet and that THEY'RE all at fault. Dark Pit is NOT an evil clone; he's an inversion. Everything Pit hides away, he wears on his sleeve, and interestingly, everything Pit openly is, DARK PIT STILL IS TOO. He, just like Pit, hides it away instead of admiting it.

After the fight Dark Pit runs away, and shows up mainly as an ally to Pit going forward. The game mentions further how kinda fucked up Dark Pit's whole situation is- if Pit's soul is removed from his body, Dark Pit just DOESN'T EXIST during that time. If Pit dies, Dark Pit dies, and he has no control over it. He never even gets his own name- its either Dark Pit, or his nickname of 'Pit two' (Pitto). If Pit ever attacks Dark Pit and tries to kill him, there's little Dark Pit could ever really do; In the game he'll defend himself and try and kill you, but at that point he's dead either way. His life is barely his own.

Worst part is, SSBU confirms Dark Pit allied with Viridi after the events of Kid Icarus Uprising. I cannot STRESS how horrible that is for his characterization so far. Viridi is the god of nature and hates humanity for even existing, with her first appearance being her dropping NUKES onto towns and cities to purge humanity. And Dark Pit now works as a commander under her. Either Viridi has to mellow out REAL damn fast and stop nuking medieval humans, or they accidentally wrote Dark Pit to be a Human Murderer (we specifically know Viridi sends her commanders to kill off anyone who survives her nature nukes). Really hope this stays in the realm of 'not canon' because holy shit there's so many better options to pick from than the 'little girl god with a hit list and a factory of bombs'.

(Not even sure WHY Dark Pit, who thinks gods are selfish and use angels like tools, would want to ally with a god. Yes, he can't fly without a god's help, but even then why ally with the most vindictive and murder-happy god that isn't Hades??? Poor dude really just needs a break from all the gods to sort out who he is and to start building his own life independently from Pit)

[arsonisticartichokes]

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Those tags!!! Yeah exactly!!! Also canonically Izuku is more emotionally closed off in a "I'm fine I'm fine :) :)" way while Katsuki has expressed vulnerability and even cried in front of Izuku. His character isn't just "24/7 angry™". If someone needs to show vulnerability it's Izuku. He had his one moment of "I relate to you because I wanted to save a villain too" with Ochako and then nothing at all. We don't even get his perspective on losing his quirk. He must have had some negative feelings upon losing his quirk and having to change his dreams about his future, right? And 100% agree with you, the way dkbks act like sexual intimacy and being a bottom is the only way to be vulnerable genuinely pisses me off besides their mischaracterisation and constant shitting on bkdks. They also get pissed off when Katsuki is portrayed as a yearner for some reason when he's literally a yearner canonically.

OH MY GOD AN EXCUSE TO YELL ABOUT THIS- iodsiofhoisf YES YES YES

I completely agree with you anon. Like I said in those tags I'm ace personally so I don't care all that strongly about the top/bottom dynamic for the sake of smut. If people wanna write bottom Izuku or bottom Katsuki cause it's what they have in mind for their fantasy/story then go off, your cup of tea not mine (/lh). When it becomes a conversation about "oh, you know this character's a bottom cause they suck at being emotionally available!" I get very annoyed. To me it almost reads as a little degrading to the character's writing and fails to take into account a lot of the deeper perspective of them. I think, by the end of MHA, bkdk really does swap positions and Izuku becomes the one who struggles to make himself emotionally available while Katsuki is learning to embrace that. Hell, in 430 (before he gets his hero suit) Izuku literally internally monologues about how he is sad yet forces himself to settle! Izuku is incredibly out of touch with his own feelings, and I think the car conversation in 431 (as much as I try an pretend that chapter doesn't exist- lol /lh) shows that Katsuki is much more intune with Izuku feelings then Izuku is. Izuku has a bleeding heart, he always cared for Katsuki (Kacchan vs. Deku part 2 being I think the prime example) and those around him. By the end of the series though Katsuki wants to care for him right back, he understand the pain and emotional turmoil Izukku is in and wants to protect him and help him get that out.

Whether you personally believe that would translate to their bedroom dynamics is obviously a matter of opinion (again, I don't really care, all I'm here to defend is the way people misconstrue my beloved green and orange husbands lol /lh) but I honestly think it just...shouldn't matter much? Bakudeku is beautiful cause they are one another's person, they share a history and unspoken vulnerability, and an ability to see the pain and humanity in one another. I hate seeing their character's washed away into "soft bunny boy who wants his kacchan!!" and "angry bottom who needs Izuku to put him in his place!!". Their dynamic is so much more beautiful than that and deserves to be respected and loved.

Also yeah, I don't wanna group all dkbks together (some of them just be chilling writing their stories and making neat fanart! :D), but I've definitely seen some of what you're talking about, the hate and mischaracterization is....crazy at times lol. We're all just trying to enjoy the same character's, it sucks to see some people shove their interpretation down other people's throats as if it's the only "correctt" one. They're BOTH strong, they BOTH admire one another, and they ABSOULTY BOTH yearn for each other (like dude, Katsuki at the end of MHA is winning biggest yearner 100% lol /silly).

Anyways, screw all of you, they're both asexual lmao (/j /silly /I do in fact see both of them as asexual personally but enjoy whatever dynamic you want! /just be cool, mate :) /and respect their character growth)

[silverynight]

The roommate

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Part XX

The next day, the news about the pro hero and his partner is all over Twitter and it's absolute chaos.

Izuku had promised his boyfriend to stay away from social media for a while and even though he did; he found out what happened anyway.

His coworkers are very curious after all, and like most people, they like to talk about what's going on in the world during work hours.

Some of them start getting worried about him.

"How is everything going with your pro heroes?" A woman asks, trying to sound casual, but the truth is that she's been tense since everyone began talking about what happened to the poor girl.

"Oh, it's–"

"Because if you're in trouble or need anything you know you can tell us, right?" Another coworker cuts him off.

Now, Izuku knows they mean well and they're worried about him, but at the same time he has the sudden urge to defend his boyfriends.

Fortunately, someone else speaks before him.

"We've known Midoriya for a while," a female coworker says, narrowing her eyes a little. "I think he would tell us himself if he felt unsafe in his own home. And we have also met those two pro heroes; we all know they adore him and they're good people so we all should calm down and trust them."

After he watches them all nod, Izuku relaxes and can't help but smile at them because at the end of the day, they're just concerned because they care about him.

"You don't need to worry so much about me, although I appreciate it," he says with the same soft smile on his face. "Kacchan and Shoto are amazing boyfriends and they would never hurt me."

After that, everyone goes back to work, although Izuku has the feeling that other people won't react the way his coworkers did to a simple explanation.

Despite wanting to stop talking about it, Izuku needs to know what they're going to be facing against.

"Is it bad?" He asks after a while and he knows he doesn't need to be specific; everyone is aware what he's talking about. "Are they mad?"

"Uhh... it's... complicated," one of them says. "You know how it is... there are people already who claim we should never trust pro heroes again and that we don't need them to protect us," she sighs.

"But it's not all of them!" Says another woman. "There are people defending them on social media..."

"I see," Izuku takes a deep breath, feeling exhausted already. He knows it's going to be difficult because no matter how many or little people believe that pro heroes are bad, it doesn't take too much to unfold chaos and make good people doubt them.

He just wants to go back home and cuddle with his two boyfriends for a while and have a nice, romantic dinner with them, but he knows it won't be possible at the moment.

He'd love for them to take at least one day off, but he knows none of them would want that given the situation.

***

That day, Katsuki picks him up from work; he takes Izuku in his arms and carries him all the way to their apartment.

"I was thinking..."

"None of that today, baby."

Izuku nods, perhaps they all need a break from the situation... at least for a couple of hours.

When they reach home, the first thing Izuku sees upon walking inside is Shoto with a big bouquet of flowers.

The green haired boy blushes to the tip of his ears like it's the first time that happens.

"What?" For a moment, Izuku thinks he completely forgot about an important date, but gets distracted when Katsuki pulls him in his arms again before giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Then Shoto gives him a kiss on the lips.

"Hagakure told us about the suit," the pro hero with mismatched eyes tells him, with a fond smile on his face. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"You two seemed too busy with the case, I didn't want to–"

"Stop it, nerd," Katsuki cuts him off, before giving him another kiss. "We'll always have time for you; we want to hear about the things you do."

"We're so proud of you," Shoto nods, cradling Izuku's face in his hands.

At that moment, Izuku smells something delicious coming from the kitchen.

"We'll have one of those romantic dinners you love so much, Izuku," Katsuki says, rolling his eyes playfully, pretending he doesn't enjoy those moments as much as Izuku, like he always does.

"And we're both taking a day off so we can be with you tomorrow."

Izuku looks from Shoto to Katsuki and puts his arms around them both; he can already feel tears sliding down his face, but for a moment, none of their problems exist.

"Thank you!"

"You're such a crybaby, you know that, nerd?" Katsuki chuckles. He can't even hide the fondness in his voice, although maybe this time he doesn't actually want to hide it.

Izuku feels so proud of them too; he's never felt so loved and appreciated before. Besides, he's so glad the villain is wrong about them; they always try to do their best to make him happy, Izuku couldn't ask for better boyfriends.

At that moment, he realizes he wants to be with them for the rest of his life.

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Ochaco Uraraka: Hogwarts AU

Ochaco Uraraka is a Muggleborn witch that was born on the 27th of December 1968 and started attending Hogwarts on the 1st of September 1980, being sorted into Gryffindor House.

She has a Cedar wand with a Dragon Heartstring core.

Her Patronus is Non-Corporeal.

Her favorite subject is Astronomy and her least favorite subject is History of Magic.

She is one of the Gryffindor's Chasers from her fourth year onward.

Other students have described Ochaco as "the most laid-back girl" in her year, being very bubbly and kind of an airhead sometimes. She is often incredibly blunt without being aware of it. Similar to Izuku Midoriya, Ochaco's reactions tend to be exaggerated and humorous: She often becomes amused at certain personality traits others exhibit, bursting into laughter at times, which she tries to suppress.

Ochaco is a warm, cute, lively individual who thinks about everything positively, though she is objective enough to see flaws and virtues. She is generally empathetic and friendly to those she meets, and she will try to help or defend anyone who is kind to her or needs assistance. Ochaco is very good at reading people, understanding the reasons for Izuku and Katsuki Bakugo's rivalry, and being the first to notice when the usually collected Tsuyu Asui was upset. Her empathy and kindness are also seen in how well she gets along with her classmates. She is on good terms with everyone and is particularly close friends with several people in her year, including Izuku, Tenya Ida, Tsuyu, etc.

Despite her cheery and sometimes ditzy demeanor, Ochaco can take on an extremely determined, focused, and somewhat intimidating attitude when the situation demands it. This side of her personality can surprise those who are used to her generally bubbly nature, and it tends to appear during competitive situations like quidditch. While she is shown to be surprisingly strategic, she isn't above making some impulsive or reckless decisions. When it comes to her chosen path as an auror, Ochaco is unwavering and dislikes being underestimated, even in the face of an overwhelming force.

Coming from a poor muggle household, Ochaco tends to become quickly excited or surprised over little things, even losing her composure when faced with luxury, to the point of comical fainting. She is very frugal and occasionally stingy since she goes to extreme lengths to save money, including sleeping, so she doesn't waste oxygen or skip meals to preserve food. Ochaco's parents are her main drive to becoming an auror, and she desires, above all else, to earn money to give them a comfortable life. She is brazenly honest about her priorities and doesn't hide her pursuit of working for the Ministry being in large part due to money, despite her embarrassment over admitting so. While money was a factor in her decision to become an auror, Ochaco dreamed of becoming a police officer before realizing the extent of her parent's monetary struggles, as she admired their capacity to bring smiles to people's faces.

Regarding auror work, Ochaco has shown more preference towards rescue, being a fan of Professor Anon for her expertise in the area. She is aware of her physical limitations and joined the Dueling Club to increase her fighting repertoire. Consequently, Ochaco developed a new sense of battle awareness and has become a more instinctive duelist.

Ochaco is also greatly inspired by her classmates, especially Izuku, whom she finds incredibly admirable for his strength and compassion. Ochaco has developed a crush on him due to this and their close friendship, resulting in her attempts to follow his example, for better or for worse. While he inspires her, Ochaco also acknowledges that her dream of becoming an auror takes priority over her romantic feelings and does her best to continue to grow while keeping them in check. Izuku has also caused her to consider who protects aurors when in need since he continually throws himself into dangerous situations; this prominently shows how deeply Ochaco cares about him and others.

Additionally, Ochaco's feelings for Izuku also result in her occasional and subtle jealous side, which tends to be present when other girls get close to Izuku or converse highly with him. This jealousy is best displayed during his meetings and interactions with Mei Hatsume and Melissa Shield (with the former triggering rather upsetting memories for her), as well as being unsettled by his encounter with "Camie". Despite this, Ochaco is not spiteful and often tries to hide or dismiss this feeling whenever it appears.

Ochaco's empathy can even extend to dark wizards/witches, as while she remained apprehensive towards Himiko Toga for having tried to kill her and Tsuyu, as well as for taunting her over her feelings for Izuku, she noticed that Himiko was visibly upset and crying when Ochaco refused to identify with her. This memory later comes back to her, and she realizes that Himiko is still a human despite all the horrible things she's done and acknowledges that she doesn't know her or what led her to become a dark witch. While she initially perceived this way of thinking to be wrong, it turns out that Izuku relates to her, with him having sensed the pain in Tomura Shigaraki's heart and desire to find a way to help him, even though he knows that conflict is unavoidable. Ochaco notes that it's strange that they both can feel such things toward their enemies.

During the Fourth Wizarding War, Ochaco further shows her compassion by wanting to talk to Himiko about romance like she wanted, instead of trying to capture or kill her, making an attempt to reach out to the dark witch despite everything she's done. While she acknowledges that she can't erase Himiko's crimes, she swears that this time she will listen to her, going as far as to say that she would give Himiko her blood for the rest of her life, and saying that she was jealous of her "perfect smile". Ochaco's efforts eventually come to be successful as the dark witch agrees to talk with her, getting Himiko to stand down and ending her rampage for good.

[detonizing]

@roguesenses asked:

[  WARMTH  ]  *  your muse moves snuggles up to my muse for warmth.

The 'meeting' was a farce to begin with. Someone had brought up how they should go over the plan one last time, as if they haven't drilled it into each other's heads a million times already. As if they haven't been preparing for this war since the moment the first one ended. No, they didn't need another recap of the plans, but here they all sat anyways, with just a flimsy excuse to gather and linger as a class, despite how all of them should be getting proper rest instead.

And Katsuki was no different. Having seen through the ruse from the start, but still sitting his ass down on the couch with the rest of the idiots. Knowing the clock was ticking well into the night, and most of the talking had long since ended, but still scrolling mindlessly on his phone as if he was doing anything of importance that warranted his continued presence in the common room. There was truly no reason for him to still be down here with the rest of the bunch.

( if he was honest. there was just one reason he continued to dawdle anyways, despite how he usually despises wasting time. if he was honest, he'd admit how he wasn't even sure what was on his phone, too preoccupied with watching deku slowly nod off more and more. ) The nerd was clearly exhausted, but didn't want to head up to his room despite half the class having tried to convince him. Stubborn asshole.

He was seconds away from deciding to just drag the nerd up the stairs himself, when he felt Deku shift, sliding until he was stopped by Katsuki's own shoulder. His first instinct was to blow up, as he was so prone to do, but it was quickly suppressed with just a glance at how tired Deku looked. So, he simply shifted till he could better support Izuku's weight, knowing just how ridiculous it was how unbothered he truly was by this. He set his phone down, giving up on all pretense that he was doing anything besides just being there for Izuku. ( it was a pretense that everyone saw through anyways. the looks his classmates has been giving him since he first woke from the hospital had only increased since they succeeded in bringing deku back. ) He ignored them, as he always did. No longer in denial, and long since past trying to pretend what was obvious to everyone except the idiot leaning on his shoulder, but also knowing full well such a thing was trivial in the face of all that they had going on. It was hardly a time to worry about something as stupid as feelings, something he had made clear to the class and refused to be swayed on. ( and really, it would hardly be fair to izuku. if katsuki tried to push his feelings onto him after everything they've been through. izuku, the idiot who felt far too much for others, who was trying to carry far too many burdens as it was. katsuki refuses to place yet another thing onto the nerd. not when it was katsuki's own problem to deal with )

Which was exactly why he just had to get the nerd up to his room for an actual night's rest. But just before he could, one of their idiot classmates had opened the front door, causing a cold breeze to blow in. Despite it being well into spring, the cool air was out of place in the warmth of the common room. And it seemed unconscious Deku agreed, because Katsuki found himself freezing as Izuku shifts even closer in response to the cold air, tucking his big nerd head right into Katsuki's neck. The chatter of his classmates grew, because even though they were all going out to fight another war tomorrow, they were still a bunch of idiots. Katsuki simply gave them the finger before miming them to shut it. The last thing they needed to do was wake Izuku up and jolt all sleepiness away by getting him flustered like the awkward fuck he is, not when the shit nerd needed his rest. And that was the only reason, he'd insist. Or at least, it was the most important one. ( a minor, far less important reason, would be how the weight of izuku against him settled something in his chest. ) Somehow, the feeling that the nerd was truly here, after so many weeks out looking for him, still not feeling real. ( the feeling of izuku being so far out of reach, having long since become katsuki's new reality )

But Izuku feels impossibly close now. Even though Katsuki knew it was only for this moment. Knew it could only be for this moment. And he wasn't one to allow himself to indulge for very long. ( even as a part of him wished he could. could just let them stay like this for a bit longer, izuku by his side in a way that felt just right ) But he still needed to get the nerd to bed so he can rest properly.

He gives himself three seconds. To really feel Izuku's weight, receiving comfort from it despite knowing it was hardly fair. To count Izuku's steady breaths, each one reassurance that the shit nerd hasn't gotten himself killed ( yet ). To swear to himself, that he will never let Deku fight alone again. ( an oath he already made weeks before when they first cornered deku. with rain in his eyes and the throbbing of his shoulder and stomach. but somehow, it felt right. making the promise again, outside of urgency and desperation. ) Because it wasn't a promise just for in the midst of battle. Because he knew Izuku had been fighting alone in every part of his life for far too long, since way before he received a flashy quick ( and he could picture tiny middle school izuku. having time and time again gotten up to fight for what he believed in. despite the world, despite katsuki himself, telling him he had no right ) But NEVER again.

And with that, his three seconds was up, so he shifted to get Deku onto his back in a piggyback carry, trying to move smoothly enough to not wake the other. He could feel the busybody assholes around them staring blatantly. ( surely an unfortunate amount of teasing would be awaiting him, but he'd deal with those bunch of idiots later. when he wasn't at risk for waking deku up ) Feeling Deku shift into semi-conciousness, he glares at the far too noisy idiots before muttering softly for Deku to go back to sleep.

[dynmghts]

katsuki hates it when someone disarms his anger with indifference, feigned or otherwise. indifference makes his anger unsatisfying. much like when someone doesn't meet his full energy in the midst of combat, like they were purposefully holding back - like an insult, like a hand digging into open wound and twisting inside with the intent of pain. when he snaps, he wants them to snap back.

for a moment, he thought he would get it from shoto. he did not.

this was the sort of pattern that kept so many people from being anything more than acquaintances with him ; or persistent sheep, following a shepherd. if anyone dared to try and act as though he needed their support, he would snap back until they backed off. they'd rather be compliant followers. they only tagged along for his strength, in the end, and katsuki perceived their heads hanging low as an indication they could never handle him in his entirety - not even his anger, which he wields like a shield. which he builds as walls to stop people getting close.

shoto becomes a case of which he doesn't understand / he didn't snap back, but he hasn't backed down from him either, swearing that he wouldn't give up. that he would stay. [ and he apologises, as if he knows this to be something the blond doesn't want - but how does he begin to explain this ? how does he explain that he only does this out of defence ? ] did he want to break beyond his shield ? did he want to help him lower it, open the way to climb the walls ?

and this is why he hates it. in one fell swoop, the other boy had found a way to disarm him enough to temper down his anger - and while the walls remain to be scaled, he isn't vehemently defending them, either. ❛ what the hell ? ❜

❛ why ? ❜ his gaze ends up shifting away from heterochromia, brows furrowing, jaw clenching and unclenching a few times. his hands idle. they visibly warm for a moment, but the most that comes of it is a steady line of steam from the centre, all the while he grits his teeth. had he not given enough reason to turn shoto away from him ? was he not clear that he didn't want him near ? [ or did the other boy know, deep down, that this was just a mechanism - that bakugou katsuki will find himself with a lingering regret later ? ] ❛ what do you get outta this, huh ? ❜

Helplessly he’d stare, dumbfounded, as if witnessing this scene for the first time — it was the first time such a reaction hurt, either because Shoto was the one who had allowed it to hurt, chosen to expose his heart to the instability of Katsuki’s emotions, or because the blond had given his best this time, compared to any previous fights. All his efforts to reach him had gone to waste, high walls raised, and in his efforts to climb, Shoto had fallen hard on his back. How much it hurt, unfamiliar as he was to opening up, voicing his honest feelings after struggling hard to understand them, and being rejected.

He never sought recognition, nor gratitude for his efforts to stay close — close to someone running fast ( to get away from him? ). Maybe he was supposed to go back to watching him from the sidelines. Maybe, he wasn’t meant to be anyone significant in the blond’s life, not a friend, just another obstacle he had to overcome. How cruel, just like the words he had used.

He couldn’t say ‘ you’re wrong ’ on his face, not because there was even a hint of truth in his words, but because he hadn’t yet earned the right to proudly claim he had grown out of the person who’d respond with the same poisonous tongue — the person who’d use others for his personal goals, who had chosen to become a hero out of revenge. Ashamed for who he had been until recently, he couldn’t find the words to speak, for he hadn’t yet proven him wrong. Proven he had changed. 

Mirroring him, rage boiled inside, yet he held back, bit his tongue, knowing if he went all out, between the two of them, both prideful as they were, he could last the longest — his nerves made of different steel, already known humiliation far too well. Still, he wasn’t going to let him have it that easy. ❝ Fine . . . ❞ Whatever. The coldness of heterochromatic eyes probably was even colder than the ice on his right side, contrasting the burning fury of the one he stared at. As if judging him, for his reaction. For not making any sense. For daring to question him, confuse him for someone he wasn’t, even if knowing him better than himself. Katsuki was better. Should be. 

❝  I never asked for your gratitude. I never expected anything from you. Especially not what you can’t give. ❞ Under normal circumstances, such a statement would mean an entirely different thing — Shoto’s absolute acceptance of Katsuki’s wild nature, of his flaws and strengths, everything that made him the person he was. It was the truth, he never expected any gratitude, he didn’t even expect to be seen as someone worth the other’s attention — that was why he tried so hard to earn it. But he didn’t also expect when set his heart in plain sight, to be stepped on, treated with such cruelty. 

❝ And I’m still not giving up. ❞ Deal with it. His voice grew softer at the last statement. ❝ You didn’t ask, but you’ll have to put up with me. I’m sorry. ❞

[tired-teacher-blog]

So what about bakugou with a very sweet and soft s/o with an empath quirk. Honestly I think it would be really therapeutic to bakugou. They would probably understand him more than he understands himself. They’d be like his diffuser. They’re the complete opposite of bakugou. Very soft spoken, gentle, and shy. They’re like the definition of opposites attract. relationship headcanons please?

You got it sweetie!

Bakugo's soft relationship headcanons

Characters : Katsuki Bakugo/ gender neutral reader with an empath quirk

Genre : headcanons/ fluff/ a huge dose of sweetness

Masterlist

Let's just start with the obvious: you are the closest person to him, not only are you the love of his life, but also his best friend, the only one who could ever understand him fully.

Everyone knows that Katsuki is not a people person; he prefers to minimize his social group since he usually can't express himself the way he wants to and ends up at the center of several misunderstandings. When something like that happens, you are the first one to come to his aid. And even though you are an introvert, you stand up for him, defend him and try to solve the dispute. Katsuki knows that it's out of character for you to do all that, and he appreciates it more than he can convey in words.

More often than not, Katsuki comes home feeling down: doesn't utter a word, not even a greeting. All he does is walk up to you and hugs you tightly burying his face into the crook of your neck. And you know. Of course you do, you're the only one who does.

_" It's alright sweetie, I understand, and I'm here. I know you don't want to talk about it now, so take all the time you need, there is no rush. I'll never leave your side, not even if you ask me to, I promise." Your soft voice and your warm touch is all he needs. And it's enough for him to loosen up.

You start feeling him relaxing under your touch, and when he pulls back from the hug, his expressions are already softer and his breathing is calmer:" You are my rock, my everything, I love you more than I'm able to express in words. Please, never leave my side." He pleads gazing at you with love filled eyes.

And it goes both ways. You are a shy and quiet person especially around new people or large crowds, and that's mostly because of the quirk you have, it overwhelms you to perceive the mental and emotional state of many people at once, which leaves you in a state of overburden. Whenever that happens, Katsuki swoops in, takes you in his arms and carries you somewhere quiet where he keeps you safe in his strong hold.

He keeps whispering sweet nothings into your ear all the while kissing your cheeks, your nose, your closed eyes, your lips and everywhere he could reach until you finally calm down.

It's because he knows first hand what a disturbed mental or emotional state can do to someone, and to see it happening to the love of his life is more than he can take. He wants to be there for you the way you are for him.

Your friends usually tease you expressing their surprise that two polar opposites like you, are still going strong. Whenever something like that occurs, Katsuki takes your hand in his, kisses your fingers softly and answers them:" That's true love for you assholes, you'll understand when you find yours."