#mouse!sabrina

[zoe-oneesama]

I leaned real hard into my Sailor Moon roots for this one, kids.

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[nionom-art]

Decided I wanted to draw @zoe-oneesama ‘s Mouse!Sabrina look from their recent Scarlet Lady update- it was too cute not to take a stab at in my personal opinion.

[celestiall0tus]

Sabrina Appreciation

Our favorite little doggie lackey, Sabrina!

The designs featured belong to the following artists:

1 - @itskarmalone - Sentinella

2 - @generalluxun - Ladybird

3 - @taldigi - Dog!Sabrina

4 - @broadwaytheanimatedseries - Cherie/Sweetheart - Just Desserts

5 - SonicPossible00 - Louve Grise (Wolf!Sabrina)

6- @twinklecupcake - Blackbird - Blackbird AU

7 - Mine - Cheri - M:AU

8 - Canon - Miss Hound

9 - @adventuremaker21 Loyal Doggo

10 - @zoe-oneesama - Commouseiner (Mouse!Sabrina)

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[nineties-effect]

[miraculousdeservesbetter2024]

... Sabrina Raincomprix?

She deserves something that makes her happy because of all the things (Chloé & Lila) she's dealing in this season.

@generalluxun

✨ Oh, she most certainly does OP 😌 ✨

I’m excluding Miss Hound.

Bee - Andrena or Miss Goldie. Back in the good old days of Miraculous, I preferred for Sabrina to get the bee miraculous rather than Chloe. Why? Well, I wanted a Sabrina redemption, Chloe was a bully who probably wasn’t responsible enough to have a miraculous, and Sabrina just simply looked good in yellow (amber/orange and yellow SO DO look good together!). If Chloe can’t have the bee, then I would much preferred it if Sabrina did rather than Chloe’s random step sister who came out of nowhere. (sorry Zoe…).

Turtle - Emerald, Opal or Aqua. Sabrina has a strong will to protect and look out for people, as seen with Chloe and even Lila at some point. I really believe that if she wasn’t restricted to Chloe, she probably would help more. I think she wouldn’t be BAD with the turtle.

Fox - Ruby Vixen. Sabrina’s sneaky, cunning, orange, knows how to be “invisible”. What else can I say?

Mouse - Miss Squeak. Cute little bean, with a high pitched voice 😊 I think she would also look cute in pink too.

Ladybug - Lady Luck. A LOT of people might disagree, but to me Sabrina tends to be another Marinette pre-series, just lacks more of a backbone.

[disneytva]

Mickey Mouse is on a mission to get rid of his epic bad breath before it ruins his and Minnie’s Christmas kiss.

[plumsaffron]

Each time I see a post questioning or speculating if Lila Rossi is an adult to make it so called realistic. My desire to bless your mouths with Spades grows.

Just because what you can't fathom because it appears improbable does not mean it's impossible. One just really just needs intel and know what they are doing.

But very well this is what you're asking for with your stupid theories.

It will be just like that ship people drew of many times called Gabinette or Gabrienette Maribriel. So I guess Cerise would become shippable with every adult then (even master fu).

Farewell to your Liladrien Nataniel and Lila Lilanette Chlolila Lilagami Liluka Maxssi etc then. Oh the devastation. And like what even makes you want to really think like that. GEZZ?

I wonder if that would possibly grant a excuse to make some people no longer hold back on what they desire to draw or animate of Iris Verdi or Volpina or Hoaxer.

A fan of Lila ceased her life because worthless maggots harassed and drove her there because they hated the existence of Rossi.

Yes, speculate the worst so scums and indirectly some of the accursed parts of miraculous fandom can have a one up on the deceased.

Ah number 2 on my list of fandoms I despise a lot.

[meldowiseau]

i'm bored

[laylamva]

Sharing more about my Miraculous Ladybug AU:

Basically, I put all the characters and miraculous on a wheel and spun to determine kwami swaps and romance endgame.

So! Adrien still sees Master Fu collapse in front of the school and helps him up, passing his test but getting caught by Nathalie…but Chloé knows he’s supposed to be there and worries when he’s not, so she sends Sabrina out to look for him. She comes out and sees Nathalie preparing to take him back home. Long story short: Sabrina convinces Nathalie to let Adrien stay, Fu sees her do this, and he decides to give Sabrina the Black Cat, and Adrien the Ladybug. And thus, we get the Tales of Mr. Bug and Catrina Noir!

There is no love square. In fact, Mr. Bug and Catrina Noir know each other’s identities. Fu slipped the miraculous in their bags when no one was looking, because the fact that the jewelry boxes were placed in their rooms in canon is both confusing and disturbing. When Stoneheart first attacked, Roger picked up Sabrina, Adrien, and Chloé and dropped them off at the Raincomprix’s house to hide. Chloé wanders off to call her dad, and Sabrina and Adrien inevitably find the jewels in their bags…while sitting right next to each other. Tikki can’t do anything about it, Plagg doesn’t care, the kids don’t know about the Identity Rule in the first place, and Master Fu hated that rule anyway, so it’s overruled.

Furthermore, Sabrina and Adrien are not a couple. There’s nothing there. But, Adrien falls in love with Marinette…who’s initially repulsed by him because he’s friends with Chloé. She eventually warms up to him, but never reciprocates his feelings. Instead, she falls in love with Kagami, and because I put the only two decent love interests he had together, Adrien remains single. Any other couples are unchanged.

After like two seasons, Alix is gifted her family heirloom: the Mouse Miraculous. I don’t know why the Rabbit was dormant in canon, so I ignored that and made Alix join the main team as Rattyx!

I’ll go into other swaps and story beats later, to do it all here would be tangential and take forever to type.

[pinkwarsworld]

*sigh* another nail in the coffin of my childhood, god I feel old 😫😥

[zoe-oneesama]

“I have to be prepared for anything...”

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[this-is-emzy]

[wevelocityteampresents-blog]

It was their anniversary yesterday and I didn’t have the time to draw anything special for them. So here’s the first time Tom and Sabrina met.

I don’t need to watch the full episode. This is the episode.

[daybreak-academy-fanfic]

BBS: Sabrina Remix: Birth by Sleep

Old Masters & Dark Corners

Summary: In which Mickey enlists Sabrina’s help to steal the Star Shard, all in the name of brotherly love. -Sabi Mix Master Post- ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆

Yen Sid’s tower was the least symmetrical building Sabrina had ever seen. It looked like magic was holding it all together. No surprise; this world had the odd quirk of traveling in the Lanes Between whenever it felt like. It might as well have a heart or brain of its own.

“Please don’t let this be a mistake.” Sabrina hissed under her breath before opening the doors. She worked her way through the tower’s steps until she reached the main chamber.

Her only warning inside the room was a prudent knock before she barged on. Yen Sid slowly looked up to face her. The old wizard with his blue robes and matching hat didn't really seem to have been doing nothing of importance beforehand, but he gave her a mildly displeased scowl regardless.

“Sabrina,” the old master said, “Master Eraqus did not inform me that you have also left the Land of Departure.”

“Funny thing, I’ve been trying to escape for years. I just finally found the chance.” she shot back. There was a pause, then the confused addition of, “I’m not the only one that left?”

Yen Sid raised an eyebrow at her.

“I suppose you are unaware that Aqua is now a Keyblade Master, while Terra failed his Mark of Mastery?”

“Like I said,” Sabrina said, her voice a bit darker, “I’ve been trying to leave for years. The Mark of Mastery was not going to stop me.”

“I see.”

Sabrina flinched. What a condescending jerk. She hadn’t even been in the room with him for five minutes, and she could already feel the forced guilt. This guy must have been brutal toward his students- if he had any. Even Master Eraqus had a bit more decorum when it came to his disappointment.

“Is there something that you wish to know from me?” Yen Sid then ventured to ask. “It must not be something Eraqus could answer, if you are here and not there.”

“As if I’m not going to get the reprimanding of a lifetime if I do go back,” Sabrina hissed under her breath. She shook her head before addressing Yen Sid proper. “When I left home, I entered a new world for the first time. While spending time with some of its residents, I encountered creatures that were not part of that world. They were different. They felt like…”

“Raw, unrefined emotions?”

Sabrina recoiled slightly. “That’s… one way of describing it.” she agreed.

Yen Sid gave her a solemn nod. “Had you stayed home for a bit longer, you would have known what those creatures were.” he said. Prick. “Indeed, those monsters that you encountered in the Dwarf Woodlands did not belong in that world. They are a new threat that I have decided to call ‘Unversed.’ They upset the balance of light and need to be eliminated.”

“Understood.” 

Yen Sid paused for a moment. He seemed to be looking around Sabrina before saying, “I know you are there, Mickey. Come in and introduce yourself to our guest.”

Sabrina heard a sheepish little laugh before the door opened again. In came a four foot high mouse with large round ears.

“Sabrina, this is my apprentice Mickey Mouse.” Yen Sid said once Mickey was presentable.

Without skipping a beat, Sabrina said, “Oh wow, I feel so sorry for you.”

The mouse curiously tilted his head at her. “Huh?”

“Never mind.” she mumbled with a half wave of her hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mickey.”

“Likewise!” the mouse grinned.

“Mickey,” Yen Sid then spoke, “While you are here, how goes your preparations to embark on your Mark of Mastery?”

Once more, the mouse gave a sheepish laugh. The old wizard gave his pupil a dark scowl.

“Just as I expected.” he droned. “Get back to your studies, Mickey.”

“Yes Master…” Mickey agreed, hanging his head low in shame. The mouse’s body sagged as he slowly made his way out the door. It wasn’t until he shut the door behind him that Sabrina turned to Yen Sid with a nasty glare of her own.

“You shouldn’t talk to your students like that.” she snapped at him.

For a moment, all Yen Sid did was blink at her.

“Pardon?” he said- his tone indicating that he was expecting an answer. She did not give him one.

After several tense moments, Yen Sid started to ponder on something.

“Sabrina,” he said, “Have you heard of a world called Wasteland?”

A sharp stab hit her heart in that moment. The feeling nearly made her recoil in discomfort. Despite this, her face contorted into a frown.

“No.” she told him. “Master Eraqus told us precious little of the worlds outside our own. Most of what I know came from personal study sessions in the library. Even then, the knowledge was scarce.”

“I see.”

Sabrina looked over the old wizard as he steepled his fingers together. He was plotting something. She could see it in his intense gaze.

She wasn’t even remotely surprised when Yen Side finally said, “I believe there is something I should show you. Follow me.”

The girl nodded in agreement. She wanted for the wizard to stand up, then lead the way out of his room and down a flight of steps. He took them to a room that felt a lot like the one they had come from- the only real difference was that there were no windows here. 

The only real object of note was an oak desk in the center of the room. On the desk was a very large map. At first it seemed to be normal parchment, but on closer inspection there was a great magic tied to it. Several important landmarks were raised off of the paper- much like a model train set. As much as she wanted to call him out for it, there was a force that prevented Sabrina from speaking altogether. It wasn’t anything conscious. If anything, it led to a small amount of fear. This was…

“Do you know what world this is?” Yen Sid questioned her.

“I… can’t name it.” she admitted in a small voice. “But I do know it. My heart does, at the very least. I can feel it.”

Yen Sid gave her a small nod. “This is Wasteland. In the worlds that belong to our universe, it is considered one of the youngest. It came into being after the Keyblade War. I assume Master Eraqus has taught you about the event, at least?”

She gave him a firm nod. All of her attention was focused solely on the map. The master never told her about this world, but something about the story seemed familiar. Small pictures imitating static etched themselves into the back of her head. It was giving her a headache.

Yen Sid either didn’t notice, or did and was ignoring her increasing agitation.

“If you are unwilling to return home,” he told her- his voice somehow sounding a lot more grating in her head, “I suggest you visit Wasteland instead. Find a rabbit there named Oswald and-”

“Oswald?!”

The sudden voice brought Sabrina out of her trance with a start. She whipped her head around to see Mickey at the door. Yen Sid looked at his student in contempt.

“This does not concern you, Mickey.”

The mouse gave a solemn shake of his head before taking deliberate steps into the room.

“If Oswald’s in Wasteland, then I’m going too!”

“Absolutely not.” Yen Sid coldly told his student. “You are about to embark on your Mark of Mastery. You will not be leaving this world until it is complete.”

“But Master!”

“Enough, Mickey. You are my student, and my word is absolute. Do you understand?”

Mickey’s fingers curled into a tight fist. He refused to look the old wizard in the eye.

“Yes sir…”

Sabrina cocked an eyebrow at the mouse. Was she getting deja vu right now? Odd, and slightly irritating. But she did file away the thought of Mickey knowing Oswald. That may come in handy later.

She then realized she had been glaring at Mickey a bit too long- immediately shifting her gaze back at Wasteland’s map. Her thoughts slowly started to trickle back to how it seemed so familiar as Yen Sid sternly made his apprentice leave the room. Mickey was not happy in the slightest. Once he crossed the other side of the doorway, Yen Sid used his magic to close and lock the door with a single wave. You couldn’t even hear Mickey’s surprised yelp as the door slammed on his backside.

“Now, Sabrina,” Yen Sid then addressed the girl, successfully snapping her out of her thoughts with a single word, “Due to the unique nature of Wasteland, there is more than one way to enter the world. For now, with the Unversed running amok, I will show you a secret way that I refuse to tell Mickey of. It will be the faster route in this situation.”

Sabrina gave a nod. She wasn’t quite ready to leave Yen Sid’s tower yet, but she could learn how to get out when it was time. She was sure the old wizard would let her rest before moving forward. All she could hope was that he didn’t rat her out in the meantime.

. . .

Now was the perfect time to sneak into the basement. Mickey had already decided that Yen Sid would keep their visitor for another ten minutes or so, which meant he should be in the clear.

Trying to avoid the walking brooms was a bit of a hassle.

The door leading to the basement was a bit smaller than the other doors around the tower. It was made that way so it could be ignored easier. Mickey had tried to go in when he first became Yen Sid’s apprentice, and was very quickly reprimanded from even daring to go in. Since Yen Sid was surely still busy, that meant he could just go right on in. Right?

What he didn’t anticipate was Sabrina to partially follow him out of her own curiosity. As he fiddled with the lock on the basement door, she leaned against the hallway door frame to watch.

“Whatcha doing?” Sabrina casually asked just as he cracked the lock. The sudden sound of someone’s voice made Mickey jump a solid foot in the air.

“O-oh Sabrina! It’s just you!” the mouse nervously laughed. “I was just… uh… checking somethin’ out. That’s all.”

Sabrina gave a slow nod, and a small noise indicating that she didn’t believe him. Mickey gave another nervous laugh.

“Well,” she then mused in a rather unfriendly voice, “If you’re just snooping around, then I guess you have time to answer a question of mine.”

Mickey jumped. “H-huh? Really? About what?”

Sabrina turned her gaze at him. Her face was nearly unreadable.

“You knew him?” she asked. “Oswald, that is.”

“Of course!” Mickey happily agreed. His face soon fell as he admitted, “But Oswald and I… we don’t really see eye to eye. In fact, the night he left, we had a huge fight.”

“Sounds like a personal problem.”

Mickey shrunk a little at the thought.

“It was the last time I saw him,” he told her. “I thought it was because I was chosen by the Keyblade, but I think there was more there. I’ve just never figured out what.”

Sabrina cocked an eyebrow at him. If he was requesting sympathy, he certainly wasn’t going to get it from her. Mickey must have realized as much, quickly shaking himself out of his regrets. The mouse glanced away from her for a moment, his gaze falling on the basement door again, before a sudden thought came to him.

“Hey,” he happily declared, “I just got an idea! But I’ll need your help with it.”

He expected her glare, so he just went on to explain; “Yen Sid has this thing called a Star Shard in the basement. We can use that to go to other worlds.”

Sabrina adjusted her stance slightly. So Yen Sid wasn’t lying when he said he never told Mickey about that secret route into Wasteland. Bless the poor mouse- he really wanted to make up with his brother, huh?

“Do you know how it works?”

“Well… no…” the mouse admitted. “But I can figure that out once I have it, ya know? Whattya say? Will you help me just this once?”

His smile was bright as he offered his hand to her. It almost seemed innocent -or ignorant- of what he really wanted to do. Not that Sabrina was a saint in taking things from her master either. Perhaps it was that thought alone that made her agree. There was definitely a whiplash of deja vu when they started their journey. Did old Keyblade masters always keep their secret things in the darkest place possible? It was rather ironic, the more Sabrina thought about it.

She did find herself terribly disappointed that, for all the pomp and circumstance, Yen Sid’s basement was not very fortified. Getting to where the Star Shard was located had been a breeze. It made her wonder just why Mickey needed her help. A scapegoat, maybe? No, she decided with a shake of her head, Mickey was too impulsive to think that far. If anything, he had full intentions of using the Star Shard before they ever left the basement. Sabrina never touched the artifact, but threatened to take it from Mickey if he was going to use it before getting somewhere safer- like on the front landing.

When they got back to the room with Wasteland’s map, Mickey was practically bouncing on his toes with excitement.

“Thanks so much, Sabrina!” Mickey grinned as he held the Star Shard close to his chest. “If you get to Wasteland before me, and you see Oswald, can you tell him that I’m sorry? For everything. He doesn’t have to actually forgive me, though. I know he won’t.”

“I will.” Sabrina agreed with a nod. She looked him over for a moment. He had no idea how to use the Star Shard, but he was just so sure he would get where he wanted. The thought made her stomach churn. Before realizing she was saying it, she asked, “You really still care about him, huh?”

Mickey’s grin grew even wider.

“Of course! He’s my brother! We always have to look out for each other- whether we like it or not!”

With that, Mickey quickly departed. Sabrina waited another moment or two before turning her attention back to Wasteland’s map. She had to make herself breathe. Mickey was impulsive, and wasn’t she by doing this? By leaving home to begin with? If her heart wasn’t hurting, she would probably be hitching a ride with Terra, Ventus, or Aqua in whatever they were doing. But no. She had her own journey to go on.

Probably should have told him about this entrance. It might have been faster. Oh well.

Smirking slightly, Sabrina called her Keyblade forward. She pointed the tip at the center of the map of Wasteland. It took only a moment for a beam of light to connect her Keyblade to the map. As a portal appeared above the map, Sabrina activated her Keybalde armor. Once the portal was wide enough, she jumped in like Alice in pursuit of a rabbit.

[irisintheafterglow]

don't even know, i'm talkin' nonsense

summary: on his way back from a patrol shift, your boss gets hit with a mystery quirk that affects his speech. you're the only one in the office who can help him (pro!bakugo x you).

wc: 2k

cw/tags: swearing cuz bakugo's here and he's angry, miscommunication-based comedy, idiot(s) in love, coworkers to lovers, a little bit of angst/comfort but it's just for the plot yk

note: i'm not sure where the concept of this came from; i was just listening to sabrina carpenter and was like,,,, hey i can use this. so have this! hope you like it :))

likes, reblogs, and replies are appreciated <3

“Okay, go over it one more time for me. I think I’ve got it,” you reassure him, only to be met with a skeptical glare. “I’m serious; I think I understand it, even though it took forever.” You tap the whiteboard of the meeting room with the red marker in your hand, slightly tired from scribbling down as much as you could comprehend from your boss’ vague gestures. He exhales deeply, dragging a hand down his face, and gives you an impatient look. “Ready when you are."

“Fucking hell, I can’t believe this is happening to me.”

“I didn’t understand a word of what you just said,” you remind him and he shoots you a withering glare that doesn’t deter you in the slightest. “And don’t try to write it, since that clearly didn’t work.” You glance at the scribbled mess of letters scratched onto a yellow notepad of paper, Bakugo’s first attempt to communicate that something was off when speech was not working.

“I fucking know that! You don’t think I can’t remember that you have no idea what I’m fucking saying?” You blink at him, desperately biting your tongue to avoid bursting out laughing. Even though Bakugo had been hit with a quirk that was creating some very entertaining moments in an otherwise bland office job, he could still make his palms crackle dangerously in warning. “Remind me to fire you when I get out of this.” You can’t control your laughter that time and you let a snort slip from your throat, wincing when his scathing eyes stare menacingly into you. 

“Sorry, I am so sorry,” you laugh quietly, attempting to subtly wipe a tear from your eye. “It’s just that…that time it was a dolphin.” You scrunch your face to avoid laughing again and try so hard that it makes your stomach hurt. Your boss continues to stand there, absolutely mortified, while you add another animal to the list of sounds that have come out of his mouth. Since he re-entered the office after a seemingly normal patrol shift, the noises of a bear, horse, mouse, tiger, monkey, a bird you couldn’t identify, and now a dolphin had exited his mouth in place of his scratchy voice. You thought it was a sneeze, the first time the bear roar had echoed through the office, but were equally perplexed when you asked him to sign a form and the only answer you received was high-pitched squeaking. 

“There’s no fucking way,” he’d muttered under his breath when you first explained to him what you thought was happening. It became all too real as his face paled when you played what your phone recorded as his “voice,” which only came out as the insistent hoots of a monkey. He was used to receiving weird looks on the street, especially when civilians realized that they were walking next to one of the top Pros in the country, but it dawned on him that they may have not heard his usual voice when he barked at them to move. “And you’re the only one in the office right now?” 

“I have no idea what you’re saying,” you inform him carefully. “But, if you’re wondering if anyone else is here to help you, there’s not.” You can only imagine what kind of colorful expletives he yelled by the unrelenting scream of bird noises that left his mouth. “And I was about to leave, so if you want me to stay and help–” 

“I don’t need your fucking help.”

“Oh, great. You’re a horse now,” you deadpan, understanding from his facial expressions alone what he was trying to communicate. “Well, if you don’t need my help, have fun explaining to the guys why you sound like you swallowed a zoo.” Your boss’ face turns bright red at the idea of showing up to dinner with his old classmates in his current state. He fires off a single, precise shot at the rubber door stop before you can exit the meeting room, effectively locking you in there with him until you sort out how to fix him. “So, you do want my help?” You turn to look at him with a knowingly innocent smirk, delighted to find him seething in place but reluctantly nodding. “What’s the magic word?” A single horse neigh echoes through the meeting room and you head to the whiteboard. “Alright, let’s get to work.”

You spent the next hour and a half playing a ridiculous game of charades with Bakugo after the alarming discovery that anything he tried to write would become illegible scribbles. You figured that it was just an effect of the Quirk itself, which seemed to give the user the ability to communicate with different animals without being understood by humans. If an eavesdropper managed to figure out what they were saying, the words would become unreadable on the page for further secrecy. Despite inconveniencing your boss and preventing you from leaving the office on time, it did serve as an important tool in the Quirk-stealing weapons trade you’d been investigating. The only issue now was to figure out where Bakugo was hit. 

“So, you’re walking down 25th.” A nod. “And make a right on Pine?” His palm hits his forehead in frustration. “No, no, not right. A left, towards 24th.” Another nod. “And that-that alley, by the coffee shop with the good strawberry milk teas?” More aggressive nodding. “That’s where you got hit? With the dart?” He slams his hand on the desk, nodding furiously. You stare at him, slightly in disbelief as you pull out a rolling chair and slump into it. “How the hell did you get pulled into that alley?” 

“Someone was screaming for help and I’m a hero so I go help them, I don’t fucking know.”

“Dolphin again,” you smirk and he rolls his eyes. “But, really. You don’t ever go that route since it’s too out of the way from where your patrol ends. What were you doing on that side of town?” He pauses, his mouth drawn into a tight line and his eyebrows drawn as he searches for an explanation in his brain. Truth be told, he had no idea what possessed him to take that route back to the office. All he could recall were snapshots, little Polaroids of information that, if he pieced them together, made a relatively cohesive explanation. He’d snapped at you unfairly, a common snap of his temper, but the hurt on your face affected him more than he was willing to admit. Something bothered him about your tense expression and it continued to bother him when he was out of the office and kicking villains into the dirt. It seemed like instinct was the only reason why he headed in the direction of the cafe with the strawberry milk he knew you liked. “Well?”  

He blinks at you once, twice, and then stands abruptly and swings open the door. You watch him through the room’s tall windows as he enters his private office briefly and exits with a cardboard drink holder. A minute later, a plastic cup with the taut seal unbroken is unceremoniously set in front of you, along with a large straw to suck up the extra strawberry bits he knew you always ordered. 

“What is this?”

“What does it look like, idiot?”

“I know it looks like a drink, but why did you get it for me?” His eyes widen with the idea that you could understand him again, but you’re quick to shut him down. “And no, I can’t understand you yet. Right now, you’re a tiger.” You half expect him to launch the other drink, something brown sugar looking, at the wall; instead, he pulls out the chair next to you and stabs his straw into the plastic, gesturing for you to do the same. You obey hesitantly, eyeing him curiously as he avoids your questioning expression. “Thank you.” He huffs, something you’ve learned is the only response he gives to gratitude. “You really didn’t need to do this.”

“I hurt your fucking feelings, of course I needed to.” You’re staring at him again, you and your pretty eyes and kind smile and uncanny ability to withstand even his most fiery temper tantrums. He’d discovered his feelings for you months ago and it was like a speed bump was put in front of him every time you were near, always making him trip or say something stupid. Bakugo was never known to be good with his words or his feelings, but you made him feel so warm inside that he’d be a fool to deny what it was. “I guess it’s good that you can’t understand me right now because I can vent about how stupid you make me feel.” You hum, a fond glint catching in your eye. 

“That’s a new one. You’re a chicken right now.” You laugh and he can feel his forehead get airy, like he’d chugged three sojus. What he felt was sweeter, though, without the bitter taste that always followed alcohol. To him, you were pure light. 

“Makes sense, ‘cause I’m too much of a dumbass to tell you how much I care about you. Fuckin’ idiot.” 

“You sure have a lot to say, boss. Go on and let me pretend I’m on a poultry farm.” You take another sip of your drink and close your eyes, appreciating his unexpected gift. “A much needed vacation, in my opinion.”

“There you go again with your stupid sarcasm and your stupid laugh. You’re insufferable, you know that? Always making me run around in circles because I don’t know what I’m fucking doing around you.” You raise your eyebrows melodramatically and nod at him slowly, still having no idea what he’s trying to communicate. “You’re lucky you’re pretty because if you were anyone else, I’d fucking deck them right now.” Your attention shoots to him but gives no indication that you comprehended what he just said, so he goes on. “I wanna take you out to dinner sometime, but I think I’m a little too proud to admit how much I like you. Fucking hell, you don’t know what you do to me.” 

“Hey, boss?”

“The fuck do you want?”

“The Quirk wore off,” you breathe, in complete shock from what he just unknowingly confessed to you. You’d be less surprised if he’d told you that he murdered his way up to the top three. “You started speaking normally when you said,” you pause to try to slow your racing pulse in your ears, “that I was pretty.” You sneak a look at him out of the corner of your eye to find him bright red and mirroring your wide-eyed expression. “I guess the effects wore off pretty fast?” 

“Yep,” he forces out. “Must have.”

“You really think I’m pretty?”

“It’s why I got you the fucking drink, stupid,” he mumbles, still examining the shiny wood of the table. “Didn’t want you to be sad.” An idea pops into your head and you shrug, leaning nonchalantly back into your chair. You can feel his eyes watching you, reading your body language.

“I know something that would make me less sad.” 

“Oh, yeah? What’s that?” You shrug and let the corner of your mouth turn up, brushing a stray blonde hair from his face. You didn’t think it was possible to turn such a deep shade of pink and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t amused by how miserable he looked. 

“Take me out to dinner,” you reply, chuckling at the way his nostrils flare. “Repeat all the stuff you said while you were speaking zookeeper. Beside the love confession, of course. I understood that pretty well.” 

“God, you’re ridiculous,” he mutters, grabbing your hand and dragging you out of the office. “Next time I get you that strawberry milk, you’ll be there with me. Then we’ll both have that stupid quirk.” 

“Mmm, great. We can both tell each other how much we like each other while speaking dolphin.”

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