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Hello! I have a very specific rp idea in mind. The ships I’m willing to play are-

•Kiribaku

•Todobaku

Before I describe the scenario, I’m going to give a few warnings..

~Dark, potentially triggering content ahead. Mentions of human trafficking, gang violence, sexual abuse, physical abuse, unwilling master/slave dynamic, and gun violence. Please tell me if I missed any.~

*Start of scenario*

Person A grew up in the mafia underworld, their parent(s) having been the head of it until A came of age. Years of ruthlessly keeping their position has hardened the once soft character into the mafia lord they are today..

Person B has no recollection of their life before they were kidnapped, and made into the servant of a gang who had control over the neighborhood they grew up in. Being passed around from gang to gang, and out through unimaginable torture? B is mentally broken. Though, perhaps their luck is about to change..

A and a small group from their gang they trust are off to infiltrate and tear down a group who stole from them. A could swear every last bit of mercy was ripped from them a long time ago.. so what do they do when they can feel beats of that kindness and mercy they believed they lost years ago, when this group who stole from them attempt to offer B as payment?

*End of scenario*

-I’ll admit, I would rather play B here, but I’m willing to discuss.

-I play my characters as a switch, though I would prefer no nsfw between A and B until B has had time to heal.

- I am willing to play any characters in the previously mentioned ships.

-I write lite/semi lite. No one liners.

-I rp right here on Tumblr or discord, so just leave a heart or out right message me!

#Rp #Mha rp #Bnha rp #Mha ship rp #Bnha ship rp #Dark rp #Hurt/comfort #hurt/comfort rp #Kiribaku #Todobaku #Kiribaku rp #Todobaku rp #Bakugou Katsuki #Kirishima Eijirou #Todoroki Shoto #Bakutodo #Bakushima #Bakutodo rp #Bakushima rp #Kiribaku roleplay #Bakushima roleplay #Todobaku roleplay #Bakutodo roleplay

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Reblogging the updating version of this post!

Hello! Im looking for more rp partners!

As my username implies, I enjoy rping bnha, specifically Kiribaku, and Todobaku. Bakudeku/Dekubaku is a big maybe! Im comfortable rping any of these three characters.

I won't rp a non-con scene.

I enjoy rping angst and hurt/comfort. I have prompts, but we can always discuss.

I play my characters as a switch, not a top. If you are clearly always steering any nsfw scene we do in the direction of you playing as bottom, or forcing me to play my character as bigger and there for unable to be a bottom? I just won’t do nsfw scenes. Just to clarify, I’m happy to play my character as bigger and as a bottom at tomes, but I’ve had that scenario happen more times than once.

I will not play a purely savior character! I expect some give and take! If you won’t let me play out my characters angst as I’m actively playing out yours? Or you purposefully try to take over my characters angst by say, randomly bringing up or having something happen to your character? I will stop replying until we talk it out.

Essentially, if I show a curtesy? I expect it to be returned.

I’m looking for Lite/semi-lite.

Im 19, and looking for people who are 18+

I rp right here on tumblr or over on discord. If you're interested, leave a like, comment, or leave a message in my dms! Have a lovely day. ^^

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Just reblogging to see if I'll get more traction--

Hello! Im looking for more rp partners!

As my username implies, I enjoy rping bnha, specifically Kiribaku, and Todobaku. Bakudeku/Dekubaku is a big maybe! Im comfortable rping any of these three characters.

I won't rp a non-con scene.

I enjoy rping angst and hurt/comfort. I have prompts, but we can always discuss.

Im looking for Lite/semi-lite.

Im 19, and looking for people who are 18+

I rp right here on tumblr. If you're interested, leave a like, comment, or leave a message in my dms! Have a lovely day. ^^

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Hello! Im looking for more rp partners!

As my username implies, I enjoy rping bnha, specifically Kiribaku, and Todobaku. Bakudeku/Dekubaku is a big maybe! Im comfortable rping any of these three characters.

I won't rp a non-con scene.

I enjoy rping angst and hurt/comfort. I have prompts, but we can always discuss.

I play my characters as a switch, not a top. If you are clearly always steering any nsfw scene we do in the direction of you playing as bottom, or forcing me to play my character as bigger and there for unable to be a bottom? I just won’t do nsfw scenes. Just to clarify, I’m happy to play my character as bigger and as a bottom at tomes, but I’ve had that scenario happen more times than once.

I will not play a purely savior character! I expect some give and take! If you won’t let me play out my characters angst as I’m actively playing out yours? Or you purposefully try to take over my characters angst by say, randomly bringing up or having something happen to your character? I will stop replying until we talk it out.

Essentially, if I show a curtesy? I expect it to be returned.

I’m looking for Lite/semi-lite.

Im 19, and looking for people who are 18+

I rp right here on tumblr or over on discord. If you're interested, leave a like, comment, or leave a message in my dms! Have a lovely day. ^^

#kiribaku #todobaku #bakudeku #dekubaku #Mha #bnha #Mha rp #Bnha rp #Kiribaku rp #Todobaku rp #Bakudeku rp #Dekubaku rp #Mha roleplay #Bnha roleplay #Kiribaku roleplay #Todobaku roleplay #Bakudeku roleplay #Dekubaku roleplay

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See, thats an odd conception in their society. While their society was getting better about their stereotypes? Many still lingered. And even some of the most openly 'pro-alpha' omegas around can get caught and have to fight past stereotypes. One being? That Alphas aren't cute and soft. Much like many still seem to need to process that Omegas can be tough and strong. Its almost like trying to deal with how people seem to think men and women should act. And.. And finally, Bakugou is able to indulge in behaviors he hasn't been able to for years.

Bakugou considers what Midoriya said. " Thats ok. " Bakugou finally says. " I mean.. I'm sure he can't be any worse then my.. Uh, captive and stuff. Especially if hes a pro hero. " Bakugou says with a little shrug. He closes his eyes in content, a quiet, raspy purr bubbling back up as he feeks fingers through his hair, lightly running over his cheek. It feels nice. Really nice.. " How much longer do we have here? "

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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Bakugou peeks over at Dekus hand on his shoulder. A bit hesitantly, he scoots back a bit. He pulls his feet up, his heels in the edge of the mattress so his knees can be up to his chest. He ends hugging the teddy to his chest, before leaning so his head can be resting on Dekus shoulder. A part if him does know hes acting a bit childish, a bit clingy. But he really can't find it in him self to care. He was deprived of his last years of childhood. He figures he can indulge himself, and Midoriya.. I doesn't think he'll mind.

" I just.. Feel shitty. " Bakugou admits. " Having people who I hurt helping me.. And hes bound to have better things to do than prevent me from killing someone. Just.. Feel like a fucking burden. " Which hes always hated. Its partially the reason he was so determined to be as independent as possible growing up. He prefered doing things on his own, feeling that accomplishment. Also.. Those Omegas, mainly the one holding him captive, did always make a point to say if he wasn't doing something for them than hes just a burden.

He closes his eyes, before considering. " And, I appreciate it. I really do, if he comes. I just don't want him to have to waste his time on me. "

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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Bakugou felt a bit of unease when he saw Deku subtly freeze. Maybe he shouldn't have asked? Midoriyas bound to have better things to do than sit there as Bakugou talks about the shit that happened to him.. Though he visably relaxes when Deku confirms that he can be there. Which.. Thank god. He wants to be better, but.. Hes not sure he would be very comfortable in a room with a stranger for long. Midoriya would simply help ease his nerves and make it easier to talk about everything he went through. Which is.. Wowza. You know when you read those articles about people who got kidnapped, you read what they went through and it's so damn much you're nearly convinced it couldn't have all happened..? Yeah, that's how its gonna be for Bakugou. Most likely, the blond will stick with being vague at first. Things like.. You know, simply saying hurt him, help him hostage, collared him, ect. And then he'll try to ease in to adding details and such..

Bakugou nods as he told where his therapy will take place, next absently reaching up to rest a hand over the one Deku has on his shoulder. Under such gentle touch, gentle supervision.. It was easier to relax and keep him self together. When Midoriya brings up Aizawas name, Bakugous gaze visably lights up. While he does wait for Deku to finish, nodding to show hes listening, he's showing clear enthusiasm. " His hero name is Eraser head, right? " Bakugou asks. " I remember seeing him sometimes in those clips about you! And I.. " Bakugou trails off, deflating just a little. " I.. I had to fight him once. He was really strong. I barely got away and it was only because some of my captors friends had sent their Alphas to do the job with me that night.. I had gotten in trouble that night because I was told if someone intervenes I was supposed to kill them and I wouldn't let the others kill him. One of the other Alphas told on me. He was.. Real deep in conditioning. None of the other Alphas knew who he was and I refused to admit who he was cause I didn't want him or.. Or the people he cared about hurt. " That was the night he was branded.. " But.. But I didn't say that. I just said he was a waste of time and left to try and stay in character. I'm.. Not sure he'd wanna tutor me or anything after that. "

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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Bakugou looks over as Deku stands as starts talking. He squeezes the All Might teddy in his hands lightly, before his eyes shit tight. It.. It sucks. It really sucks. Because while Bakugou didn't want to be the exact person he was before.. He wants to function properly. He doesn't Midoriya to have to constantly be worried for him. He wants others to see he can be left alone without being behind bars or cuffed or the like. He wants.. Wants, to be seen as something other than a villainous Alpha. He gets it, he understands why people do! But.. He wants to be able to work towards being better, towards being seen as something other than a villain.

" Thats completly fine. " Bakugou says with a nod. " I.. I want a therapist. " He says. " If it'll help, if.. If I can be better because of it, then I want a therapist. " He hesitates for a moment, before adding on, " Would they be coming to my cell, or..? " He knows most therapy would be happening in the therapist place of work but it can depend on the circumstances and all that. He thinks even more before adding, " Would you be able to be there? " He'd prefer if Midoriya was there.

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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Bakugou listens as Midoriya explains how there will be therapists who could handle being around him, his head tilting slightly. He then nods, before taking a seat on his bed. The springs creak loudly, clearly having not been used in years.. Since the day he was taken. One hand absently runs along his old, orange comforter, as the other holds his stuffie close. It almost looked comical. The bed is a twin and the stuffie is a bit small in his hands. He was a bit big for everything in this room. Not necessarily mentally, but physically.

Now its not that Bakugous mind was that of a 14 year olds, no. Hes seen and been forced to do more in these past 10 years than most humans will ever have to do in a life time. But his education level is still that of a 14 year olds. His interests are still that of when he was younger. And sometimes, as a way to force Bakugous thoughts away from those nights in a dark basement, chained to a wall will bruises and cuts and burns freshly laif in his once flawless skin.. Being allowed to let himself indulge the things he liked and found comfort in as a teenager helps.

" I don't think I'll ever be who I was. " Bakugou mumbles, perhaps a bit unprompted. " That kid died the day he agreed to never try to run again. But, I.. I want to be better. I want to be able to train without my first instinct being to reach for a damn pocket knife or to set my hand in the back of their head to explode. I want to be able to be in a dark room without nearly having a panic attack. And I.. I want to be able to function like a normal 24 year old. Or as close as I can get. I want to be better. "

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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Hearing how much time they have, Bakugou's lopsided smile stayed right in place. Considering its been near ten years since hes been in his own home, you would think two hours wouldn't be enough. But for now? Bakugou could feel truly sated. Because all his fears, his worries and doubts about how his parents would feel have completely been lifted from his shoulders. He could handle the anger and distrust from everyone else. He would take it, and while he would believe he deserved it.. He couldn't take it from his parents. Even if he believed he deserved it.. He couldn't take that hate from his parents or Deku. Anyone other than those three. Their opinions matter to him more than anyone elses.. Even his own opinion when it comes down to it.

He does feel his face heating up, all the way up to the tips of his ears when Deku compliments him. He actually had no idea how his smile looked anymore. When he was little, his smile was wide and bright. As he got older, while he basically had the same smile, typically when he did smile it looked more.. Well, like a smirk or a sneer. Those weren't his true smiles though so you can't even really count those. But.. But he is glad to know Midoriya likes his smiles. Even if they feel a bit strained, using muscles he hasn't in years, and he can even feel how lopsided they are.

" Thanks.. " He mumbles, his smile now becoming bashful, as they get to his room. He can't help pausing as he stares up at his door. " Yeah, you can come in. " He says, before slowly reaching out and opening the door. It really is the exact way he left it. The bed is made, theres books stacked on his desk, his posters.. Hell, there's even those All Might slippers by his bed that he usually put up but didn't that day. He breathes in a shaky breath, before slowly stepping in. He takes a glance around, before letting go of Dekus hand so he can walk right up to the bed and pick up the All Might stuffy. He runs a thumb over the slightly dusty marble eye. He then tilts his head to look back over at Deku. " Therapy..? " He mumbles, before his brows scrunch a bit in thought. " Umm.. Would-would there be any therapists who'd be comfortable alone with me..? "

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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Bakugou remembers when if anyone had said anything like that last thing Deku said, he would have blown a gasket. Keep in mind, he was always at the top of his class. He loved learning and understanding. Not because he wanted he to run it in others faces, but for the simple joy of learning. His education was important, he saw it as important. He'd skip out on fun activities just to spend a night studying. And while that meant missing out on a day at the park or arcade, that kept him in his spot at the top. And if anyone insuated that he wasn't as smart as he was he would willingly beat their ass.. But.. He knows hes now purely stuck at a middle school level until he can continue his learning later. And Dekus books could easily be of a higher level. Now Bakugou was always ahead of his grades average reading level but.. Well, to be blunt, you don't need to read well to be a good human weapon. He has no idea what his reading level would be anymore..

Masura had waited until Mitsuki stood so he could ruffle Bakugous hair, before pressing a kiss to the top of his head. Masura, despite actually being a Beta, was a naturally timid and sensitive man. And in this moment.. It took everything in him to not throw his arms aroumd his son and never to let go. To not burst into tears because finally, /finally/, his son is back home. Ragged and weary and worn down.. But alive. But he wants his son to be comfortable.. So he restrains himself, and steps back as well. He sniffles, unable to help mentally noting Bakugous watery looking eyes.

Bakugou simply gives a nod, quickly wiping his eyes and taking in a shakey breath before standing. He wishes he had more time. More time with hie parents. But he was lucky enough to be allowed here as is. He needs to take whatever he can get. " Yeah.. Yeah, that sounds like a plan. " Bakugou says, looking to the stairs before looking back to his parents. He sends them his best smile, clearly crooked from disuse, but it's still his smile. " I'm.. Its really nice to be home, after all this time. I'll go grab some stuff and be right down. " With a nod from his dad and a returned smile, he takes Dekus hand, turns and heads up his stairs and to his room..

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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Bakugou had stared at his dad with an unsure look. Everything now adays felt so.. Contradictory to what hes heard and seen the past 10 years. Now sure, he still had people at Dekus angencies giving him looks and mumbling things about him, but he honestly didn't mind. He understood their unease, and he wasn't about to cause a fuss over it. But Deku.. Instantly, upon even getting a hint that Bakugou was forced into the life he lived, he jumped into action. Made sure he ate and had water, made sure he got comfy clothes. Made sure he knew he was safe and his parents were safe and that he was allowed to act how he wanted. Made sure to assure him him past mistakes, assured him he isn't evil or a villain. And even if he still struggles with some of those anxieties its still.. Nice to be comforted.

Bakugou bites his lip, shifting slightly in his seat as his mom now takes a softer approach. Now its not that his mom is never soft, that would be a lie. But much like canon him, softness from her is simply a more.. Rare appearance. Even so he most definitely does peek up at her now with those gentle words, and now that she's knelt infront of him. His eyes widen for only a second, before they're closing in his content. A major weight has been taken off hid shoulders. His parents still love him. His parents don't think hes a villain and they never did. His parents.. Aren't disowning him. His shoulders visibly slump from his relief.

He does glance over at Deku when he hears what he said. He goes to say something.. But pauses as his dad stands and takes a slow approach over. " Let me clarify, son, that we do not blame you for anything that happened. Even if you had done everything you did of your own free will, we would still love you. You're our son. We may be angry, disappointed, horrified even. But we could never stop loving you. And we would never stop loving you for protecting us and being forced into doing things you didn't want to do. " He can hear his dad walk to his side, before setting his hand on his shoulder. " You'll always be our son, our little boy. No matter how old, or hurt. We will always love you. "

This time, when Bakugou bites his lip its for an entirely different reason. To stop its light trembling. The relief was near overpowering. And these past few days.. Have been the first time hes felt real love for ten literal years. " I love you too. " He mumbles. " It wasn't your faults. " He adds on. " I know.. I know you three did everything you could to find me. "

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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A look close to defensive enters Bakugous eyes. But not like before. Before, it would have been a angry defensive. If he felt that someone was daring to question his decision, daring to seem to think that his course of action wasn't reasonable he would have been pissed. Because he always put a lot of thought behind hid actions. Not always the best thoughts, but still. He always did his best to think out all possible courses of action. And in the end, the moment he heard those he cared about could be at risk? It took the fight out of him.. Unknowingly, the moment he without thought promised to not try to run as long as those he cared about were left alone? He made his first true heroic decision. A heroic decision.. That would unfortunately send him down an unwilling path of villainy.

Mitsuki needs to understand that, while it is a good idea to keep her worry at bay, she can't just act the way she did before he was taken. Yes, his mind never had the chance to grow and develop like a normals adults could. And yes, he does sometimes act more childishly, more like his teenage self.. Well, his teenage self when he wasn't angry. But that by no means, means hes like he was back then. Back then, he was near fearless. Confident to a fault at times and strong willed. Now.. Thats been broken. Hes insecure and scared and anxious, and treating him as he did. When he was teen is most certainly not the best route.

" I knew what they could do. " Bakugou says, his voice nearly wavering despite having felt himself calm down a little after a deep intake of Dekus scent and the squeeze to his shoulder. " Mo.. " He pauses, squeezing his eyes shut. " Mom.. I'd tried to get away. " He says. " And I'd been hurt, over, and over, and over. And I had seen them hurt others. Over, and over, and over within the first month. And I kept trying to run. But then, after a punishment when I tried to run again, they showed me a picture of you. You and dad through the houses window. And it the first time I felt more scared than annoyed. They told me everything they would do to you if they ever got their hands on you. And even with every, advantage you and dad have I refused to take the chance that they would hurt you even half as much as they did me. "

Masura has to cup a hand over his mouth and close his eyes tight. This wasn't fair. His son had been taken away from him. His son willingly suffered torture for years to protect him and Mitsuki. He gave up his future for them. His son didn't deserve to feel so scared after being.. After being the selfless person Masura always hoped his son would be when he was little. " Katsuki.. " He finally says, drawing Bakugous attention. " We understand. Your mother.. Shes not mad at you, or upset with you for protecting us. For being a kid who had no other idea of how to protect us. We.. We're just upset that you were hurt the way you were. We're mad at the people who did this, and wish we could have saved you from the pain you let yourself go through for us. " He feeks like he failed as a father. He was meant to protect his son, not have his son protect him. Bakugou shouldn't of had to take on the responsibility.

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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God Bakugou couldn't help it. Now lets just forget for a moment that Bakugou had been convinced for years that his parents would now reject him and wouldn't see him as their son anymore. Its been years. Hes 24, and he was taken at 14. Its been about 10 years since hes seen his parents, almost half his life. He almost was just plain nervous to see how things have changed, nervous of the overwhelming nostalgia hes gonna feel that may just make him burst into tears. Tears as he thinks of what could have been, of what he once had. What was forcibly taken from him. And now add in the crushing fear of rejection. Rejection from the two people he had fought so hard to protect in the beginning of his captivity.

Bakugou looks Midoriya over, eyeing his injuries. None of them.. Looked severe. Scrapes and bruises. He looked like he could handle it, and while Bakugou would prefer if he at least got his scrapes cleaned and wrapped, Bakugou can't say anything. " Ok. " He finally says with a nod, closing his eyes for a moment when Dekus hand runs down his arm. He follows Deku out of the cell, keeping his head down when he feels peoples looks on him and Midoriya. He could understand the looks being directed at him, but.. Not Deku. Deku is a hero. A good, kind one. Why would they send those looks at the greenette..? Either way, he gives a nod at what Midoriya says before following him out and to his car.

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Bakugou was silent through out the ride to his old home. His head rests in the palm of his hand, his elbow against the car door as he stares out the window. His knee bounces, as he counts the trees that pass by to disctract himself and help himself stay calm. So many things.. Look the same. He even recognizes some people he would see in passing when he would take walks around the neighborhood or walk to school. They're all older, but.. Still. He has to suck in a deep, slow breath and count to ten to calm down.

He hardly hears anything Midoriya is saying once they're at his house. Again.. Everything looks the same. Some plants in the front look different, and some paint on the door looks a tad bit faded. But this is most certainly his home.. /Was/, his home. Hi breathing becomes stuttery as they approach the door, staying a step behind Deku with his gaze trained on the ground. His shoulders raise a little when the door opens, even more so when its his mom at the door. He can't bring himself to look at her yet. Even so, he gives a nod and walks in, takes his shoes off, and comes inside to the living room.

He does peek up when hes told that she and her dad aren't mad. His moms eyes are narrowed, but his dad.. He has a sad look on his face. His father has grey hairs scattered in his mustache and hair now, a few more wrinkles around his eyes. His mom.. Looks the same as he remembers. Unknown to him, the sad look on his dads face came from the view of Bakugous scars, knowing what his son went through. Partially anyways.. Even more in the moment, that nervous look and stance on his son. It didn't belong on Bakugou.

Bakugou gnaws on the inside of his cheek, absently gripping the him of his shirt. " I.. " He starts, trying to hold eye contact before it drops to his own lap. " I didn't want to risk you two getting hurt. I had no idea where they kept me, if they'd find out I had run if I got out before I could find help. I couldn't risk it. I'd.. I'd rather get hurt protecting you guys, then know you were out in danger because of me. "

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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When Bakugou was given that stuffie, he carried it everywhere except for school until he turned twelve. His parents never saw a problem with him loving and taking a stuffie around everywhere he went, even when he was at an age that some parents would have tried to wein their kids off of stuffies. Yhe bear clearly made him happy, and relaxed him in situations that would be overwhelming for him. And even when be stopped carrying it around, be kept it safely either on his bookshelf or on his bed. Many of his childish things he had gotten rid of when going into middle school. But.. But, that stuffie was one thing be refused to let go. And luckily his parents never asked him to. So hearing it was still there, hell, that his parents never changed his room? It gave him.. A bit of hope. Bakugou quickly nods his head, closing his eyes contently as he feels a hand fixing his hair. " Yes please. " He mumbles. It'd be nice to have the stuffie smell like Deku. To have it back.

He nods as hes told Midoriya will come for him as soon as he can. With a little wave and a quiet 'good night', Bakugou tugs at the blanket, pulling it over him. Allowing himself to fall asleep to the mixed smell of their scents.

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Bakugous morning was pretty similar to the one before. He got up, showered, was rudely given his breakfast and lunch despite Bakugous quiet thank yous. This time around though, he got to instantly change into some comfy clothes. He wore an All Might t-shirt, it did show the scars on his arms but thankfully not his chest and back where most of the damage is, along with some basketball shorts. Much like the dau before he spent his time in his thoughts before Deku came along. Bakugou instantly perked up on seeing Bakugou, though his nerves set in when his parents are mentioned. A bit of worry splashes in when he sees Dekus small injuries. " Yeah.. Yeah, Im ready. Are you ok? " He asks, as he stands up off the bed.

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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Now, admittedly, it is a bit understandable if everyone other than Deku had no idea that Bakugou was forced into the life of a villain. Seeing a hero with the very quirk of the previous number one hero, not only treating a villain whos supposed to be murderous and psychotic in a familiar, friendly way? And for those who could potentially see and hear what the two have previously been doing, more than in just a friendly way? It could be comcerning. Hell, even worrying. But its not like it wouldn't be unknown by at least some that Bakugou was forced into what he had ti do. Much like there'll be footage of the two cuddling, there'll be footage of Bakugou revealing his shock collar and his captors information and clearly being scared out of his wits in the beginning. Its perfectly understandable to be a bit cautious if you didn't know Bakugou personally and haven't interacted with him.. Though, some take it much further. Some look at Deku with disgust, act like hes a traitor just because he isn't treating or talking about Bakugou as if he were trash or scum. That's the different here with some of them.

Bakugou hums what Deku gives his thanks, before nuzzling slightly against his chest since.. Well, it was the closest thing of Dekus body he could reach. His grip on Deku, without really meaning to, instantly tightens when hes nudged and is given the suggestion to get some rest. Perhaps he's being a big clingy, but.. Well, can you honest to gof blame him? The moment he realizes he tightened his grip though, he lets go so he can shift closer to the pillow. He looks a bit down trotted, having to let go of Deku.. Though, when he loops an arm under the pillow and instantly gets a nose full of citrusy chocolate and has the potential of getting All Might stuffies? He seems to relax a little. He seems to consider for a moment. " Do you.. Do you know if my parenrs still have my old All Might stuffie..? " His head looked like a teddy bear, with All Mights costume and hair. One eye had been replaced by a button, and they had to sow a patch over where one ear got torn off and lost but.. It was well loved. And Bakugous favorite.

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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Bakugou couldn't get it, he really couldn't.. But, it did help that Midoriya clearly forgave him a long time ago. That he didn't hold it against the blond, genuinely believed he should forgive himself. It's.. Mainly what he said on that one day. Telling Deku to jump the roof. He could potentially forgive himself for everything else. Maybe. But as Deku himself said, how he acted that day was more.. Over the top compared to how he typically acted. But that doesn't mean he won't forever wince as he remembers those words coming from his mouth. Won't forever have those words float through his head on the worst of days. Won't try to keep himself from ever, EVER, acting the way he did.

For now though..? He'll let himself calm down. He'll let himself feel better in the moment. He's still being relaxed by the drifting scent in the air. And the kiss to the corner of his mouth was nice too. Reminded him that Deku does return his feelings, despite everything that's happened in the past. For now.. He'll accept the forgiveness and deal with the over bearing guilt at another time. Hes sure it'll make Deku happy. And he wants to make Deku happy.

" I.. Think I remember them. " Bakugou says. " Todoroki has an ice and fire quirk. His dad has a fire quirk.. " He can't remember Kaminaris. He tilts his head a little. Todoroki is strong but.. But, he can see Deku becoming the number 1. Hero. So he voices that. " I think.. Hes strong, really strong. But, I can see you being the number 1. Hero one day. " He says, letting his eyes droop slightly.

When had things gone to shit between them? Izuku’s gaze flashed as he glared down at Katsuki, holding the blonde by the front of his shirt. He had known this man since childhood, had always thought he would be a hero with him. So much had happened in the last few years that it was all just a blur. Out of everyone, why was it Kacchan who was a villain? Why couldn’t he have been a beta, or an omega like himself? Why did he have to be an alpha? His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his gaze softened. But only for a moment.

Izuku knew they had both fought their hardest. He knew that Katsuki’s whole body had to be aching, and that he had to be dehydrated. It was the only reason he wasn’t getting blown up by explosions. As for himself, several of his fingers were broken, and he knew his leg was at least fractured from being thrown against the side of an abandoned building. His head was still spinning from the impact, and he was doing his best to ignore it. With his free hand, he grabbed a pair of handcuffs and cuffed the other. “You don’t want to struggle, Kacchan. If you do, I’ll be forced to inject you with a drug that temporarily causes you to lose your quirk. I don’t want to have to do that.” He stood up, glancing at the medics that were waiting nearby and shook his head. He knew that this apprehension would be all over the news in a couple of hours, as the blonde had been causing trouble for years. He shook his head slightly and let out a small sigh. “I’ll be taking you back to my agency. I’ve already cleared it with the police.”

Izuku stood up, wincing as he put pressure on his injured leg. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand tall. “Why did things have to end up like this, Kacchan? You didn’t have to do all of those villainous things.”

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