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Inspired by Breathe – Lee Hi

❝ Though I can’t understand your breath, It’s alright, I’ll hold you.❞

[2:35 A.M]

With tired eyes staring intently at the laptop’s blaring screen, your gaze burned at the to-do list embedded on the desktop. Seeing your progress, a heavy feeling sank at the pit of your stomach. Even though you’ve been working for hours, you still haven’t finished half of your load.

You placed a hand on the side of your temple, rubbing soothing circles at the throbbing ache before letting out an exasperated sigh.

Honestly, you were just so tired.

Not only were you stressed with the workload that your boss is giving you but also the pressure of executing your job flawlessly because of your colleagues and superiors’ high expectations of you.

“Fucking hell,” your voice cracked, sounding like a broken record. The pressure of work slowly crawled up to you, suffocating you.

You couldn’t breathe.

“Why the hell are you still awake, dumbass?”

A groggy voice resounded in your ears. Hearing your husband’s voice, you immediately turned around to see him. His disheveled form greeted your eyes with his unruly hair sticking out everywhere.

Without any warning, you suddenly leaped toward him. Bakugou’s eyes widened, not expecting it. Unprepared for the move you’d pulled, you both fell on the floor with a loud thud.

Without wasting a second, you instantly wrapped your arms around him, burying your face at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Breathing in, a soothing scent of burnt caramel and musk wafted around your nostrils.

“Katsu,” you mumbled against his skin. Your voice wavered as your form fell on him, exhaustion taking a toll on you.

“I’m so tired…”

Taking a deep breath, Bakugou’s chest rose and fell. He circled his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him as his chin settled atop of your head.

A pleasant wave of heat coursed through your body, cascading a warm sensation that evenly spread out as Bakugou held you against him, framing you with his broad form.

“Then fucking rest, idiot. Don’t push yourself too hard.” Bakugou whispered as he pressed his lips on the crown of your hair, placing a soft kiss on it. “I won’t let you go until you fucking sleep.”

“Even if I sleep, please don’t let me go,” you pleaded, albeit weakly.

His lips tugged into a soft smile; a gentle expression adorned his usual solemn features. Giving your hair another kiss, he said, “Alright, then I won’t.”

a/n: a drabble that i wrote when i was stressed with midterms :3 breathe (by lee hi) is actually my favorite comfort song. anyway, hope you liked it!

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FILM THE COPS, NOT THE PROTESTERS!

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carrds about BLM in different languages:

french

spanish

german

korean

japanese

chinese

malay

thai

finnish

filipino

indonesian

polish

hungarian

albanian

portuguese

italian

turkish

vietnamese

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happy pride fuck the police

happy pride fuck the police

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black lives matter and pride are intrinsically linked. the black trans community have done so much for us, we owe it to them to not forget their movement this month. without black lives, there would be no pride. black lives matter, today and always

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The first pride was a riot, more specifically a riot against police violence. Trans women of colour like Marsha P. Johnson paved the way for the celebration of pride today. You cannot celebrate your pride this month, or any month if you aren’t also supporting Black Lives Matter and the riots going on against police violence right now. Us white LGBTQ+ need to stand up for our black siblings and their rights, their struggles. We need to amplify their voices and show any support we can.

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boost if able, re: minnesota protests

in case y’all didn’t see, the Minnesota Freedom Fund is actually good on donations after that massive fundraise yesterday and is directing people to donate to other causes, including Black Visions Collective, Reclaim The Block, and Northstar Health Collective.

MFF page for verification.

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To all my black followers and friends, stay safe.

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Boku no Hero Academia || Fat Gum (Taishirou Toyomitsu) Episode 73

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“there is no next time, you’ve lost”

bnha season 4 - episode 10

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escaped:

chapter one:

see you again

you were incredibly pissed about what happened at the USJ, and how eraserhead was horribly injured. you spend a whole week off of your usual patrols because you couldn’t focus. sitting here, on the usual roof you’d met eraserhead, you wait, seeing if any crime would happen, and get your mind of him.

“hey, long time, no see,” you hear from behind you, and you straighten up, “surprised you’re even here. tsukauchi said he didn’t see you for a week.”

you visibly shake, “how could i? you were hurt and i couldn’t do anything to stop it!” you take a breath before you start breathing again, “you’re the only person so far who hasn’t hurt me nor betrayed my trust since meeting you over a year ago, and seeing you hurt like that, made me realize that i can’t lose you too. i’m sorry eraserhead.”

before he could speak, you jumped from the roof, and ran, hoping to find a place to calm down before you have a panic attack, only to find a villain trying to hurt a civilian.

“well, damn, just my luck, isn’t it?” you speak, the microphone in your mask making your voice sound deeper, “do you really wanna hurt her?”

the villain laughs, “man! i can’t believe it’s really you, glitch! i’ve been wanting to fight you for a long time.”

with the villain’s attention on you, you see the woman trying to get away, so you keep the villain’s attention on you.

“here’s your chance then, come at me with all you got!” you yell, and the villain immediately charges at you. without knowing the villains quirk, you decide to try and stay as far away as you can, at least until you know it and how it works.

“you know, you’re hard to find, been out here for weeks hoping to catch your attention,” he speaks before throwing the knife he had in his hand at you, “and i finally got it!”

dodging so the knife doesn’t hit you, you chuckle, “sorry, why did you want my attention? wouldn’t it be more rewarding to have endeavor’s or all might’s?” you speak, trying to get him in engage in conversation more, “why is my direct attention so important to you?”

he laughs, “ah, but why wouldn’t it be?” he asks, jumping trying to get in close to throw a punch, “you fight quirkless, but yet, you are undefeated, so if i’m able to defeat you, imagine the credibility i’ll have defeating you!”

you chuckle, a dark glint in your eyes, “i’d like to see you try.”

after a few moments of dodging his punches, he finally lands one on your arm, causing it to break in half.

“oh you fucking bitch,” you swear in english, before going back to japanese, “so your quirk is super strength, or something related to it.”

the villain grins sickeningly, “oh, you’re right. my quirk lets me fight with the same power as endeavor but nowhere near his size, not many expect it.”

“at least i’ll know to expect it,” you hear eraserhead’s voice from behind the villain and the villain turns around, and you feel a sense a dread wash over you.

“eraserhead too? oh, this is a party,” he says, “good thing, this is a mutation quirk, you can’t erase it.”

realizing what was happening, you run, jumping on the walls, the way you were trained to, jumping in front of eraserhead just as the villain delivers a devastating blow to your chest, and you feel the air leave your lungs and your vision blurring.

“even better! i got glitch! now time to make them pay,” the villain says, and you can hear the sirens.

“you really think i’d follow her without backup? you got another thing coming,” you hear eraserhead say, and you try to lift your head up but it takes too much energy and your chest is in too much pain. you don’t remember much after that.

——

waking up smelling antiseptic confuses you for a minute and then you jump into panic. your eyes shoot open and you sit up quickly, and see 4 other people in the room. you feel your chest heave in panic as you realize you don’t have your mask on. the old lady seems to notice this immediately and walks over to you.

“it’s okay dearie, you’re safe and your injures are healed,” she speaks to you, softly, an attempt to calm you down, and it does, a little.

“taking a hit for eraser, huh, glitch?” a man, who you recognize as present mic, says. you freeze when he says that, the panic setting back in as you realize a bunch of pro heroes know who you are.

“it’s okay. yes, we do know your identity, or at least what your face looks like, but we have no intention on arresting you,” the bear, dog, hybrid says, “i’m nezu, the principal!”

“wait, you said i wasn’t going to be arrested?” you ask, panic still in your chest.

“you will not be arrested as you did not break any laws. vigilantism is only illegal when you use your quirk, and as far as aizawa has said, you don’t use it,” nezu spoke, watching your face carefully.

“who the fuck is aizawa?” you speak after a moment of silence, and present mic immediately starts laughing, eraserhead looks annoyed, the doctor looks confused and the principal looks the same except his smile is slightly bigger, showing he’s amused.

“me, i’m aizawa,” eraserhead, no, aizawa speaks.

“oh,” you speak, voice quiet, “sorry, usually i’m better at figuring things like this out but i’m slightly panicky.”

“why dearie? is there a reason or do you have anxiety?” the doctor asks, “and i’m recovery girl, considering you didn’t know eraserhead was aizawa, it’s easier to tell you.”

you nod, “i have anxiety and ptsd. i don’t go to hospitals or doctors often. only when i’m on the verge of dying, which hasn’t been in years.”

“why would you be on the verge of dying?” nezu asks, his voice softer, as if he knows to tread lightly.

“uh, no offense, but you guys haven’t gotten to the level of trust where you get to unlock my tragic backstory,” you say, shrugging, “just know, it wasn’t pretty.”

nezu nods, and looking away from him, you see present mic looking sad and aizawa looks unbothered, until you look at him in the eyes, and see he’s bothered by something.

“do you have anywhere to stay dearie?” recovery girl asks, and you shake your head.

“no, for the most part i stay at homeless shelters when it’s cold and the rest of the year i stay wherever i can.”

silence falls over the room, and you can cut the tension with a knife.

“how old are you, little listener?” present mic asks, and you raise your head to look him in the eyes.

“i just turned 16,” you speak, shrugging.

you hear a gasp from recovery girl, and you turn to look at her, “what?”

“where are your parents?” nezu asks, his voice slightly colder now, as if he’s angry.

you shrug, “don’t know. don’t care. i left america when i was 10, caught a plane here, haven’t been back since.”

you hear aizawa sigh lowly, and you look at him, tilting you head, in a questioning manner.

“did you even know your parents?” he asks, after a moment, and you shake your head.

“no, i don’t think so,” you finally reply, voice meek.

a silence falls once again, until nezu breaks it, “aizawa, yamada, would you let her sleep at your apartment tonight? i would like to speak with her more tomorrow,” he asks, and you immediately hold your hands up.

“no, no, nope. i’m not doing that. i don’t want to be a bother,” you speak, “is there anyway i can just stay here?”

present mic looks distraught, “it wouldn’t be a bother, right, shota?”

aizawa sighs, “i rather you stay where the two of us can watch you, than you escape.”

you gasp mockingly, “how dare you accuse me of trying to escape?”

he looks at you, and deadpans, “because you totally didn’t escape tonight during our talk.”

you shrug, “was gonna cry if i didn’t, so i yeeted out of there. also, don’t ask why i was gonna cry, don’t wanna talk about it.”

nezu nodded, “do stay with aizawa and yamada. we’ll talk about your arrangement tomorrow with the school.”

you nodded, and sat up to stand but as soon as you did, you got lightheaded and stay back down, “i forget i’m anemic.”

recovery girl sighs, “between you and midoryia, i have my work cut out for me this year.”

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could you pretty pls write aizawa defending a student reader with a villainous quirk??

posted!!! i hope you like it!!!

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aizawa defending the reader who has a villainous quirk.

aizawa trained both you and shinsou, as his quirk made him fight basically quirkless, and yours improved when you learned how to fight, plus defense if you ever go up against someone who has something similar to aizawa quirk.

“(y/l/n)!” you hear aizawa yell, and you look up from where you’re stretching at a quirk gym, “is shinsou still not here?”

you shake your head, “no, he texted the groupchat saying he would be late. do you seriously not check it? you made it.”

aizawa non-threateningly glares at you, “i haven’t check my phone at all today. i’m gonna call him. i’ll be right back,” he says, “okay?”

you nod, watch him walk off and resume your stretching. after a few moments, you hear someone’s footsteps, not aizawa, they’re too heavy to be his.

“so, you’re one of the kids that man is training,” you hear a voice ask, jerking your head up, and see a man glaring at you, “god. a pro hero training two brats with villainous quirk.”

you drop your head and stare at the ground, trying to block out the man’s words, and continue stretching.

“oh, too good to talk to me? say, brat, you’re gonna be a villain, aren’t you? training with a pro hero to throw everyone off your trail,” he speaks, walking closer to you, “you little brat, look-“

all of a sudden, his words get cut off, and you look up. aizawa is standing there, his capture weapon around the man, and glaring at him.

“i know you aren’t harassing my student,” he spoke, venom in his tone, “because there will be serious consequences if you are.”

the man gets frightened, “nah man, i’m just teasing her, ain’t that right, darling?”

as soon as the word, ‘darling,’ comes out of his mouth, aizawa tightens his capture weapon on the man, “i don’t appreciate you calling my student, ‘darling,’” he said, venom still in his voice, “especially the ones that i see as my own kid.”

aizawa lets the man go, and the man runs out of the room, and walks up to you, squatting in front of you.

“you okay, kid?” he says, and you hesitantly nod your head, “don’t lie to me.”

you flinch slightly, “i’m sorry, sir.”

he bops your head lightly, “don’t apologize kid, just tell me the truth.”

you nod, “it just hurts. i try so hard to be seen as a hero and my damn quirk makes everyone thing i’m a villain despite being in UA.”

aizawa sighs, “it sucks, i know, but listen. your quirk does not determine if you are a villain or a hero, you define that. so far, you and shinsou are some of the best heroes in training i’ve seen.”

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Um...I hope you dont think you can get away with writing that '5 times he saves you and 1 time you saved him' and NOT continue! 💀 can I request that you continue it and they date? Ty! ✨ I loved it!

thank you!!! i hope the second part lives up to the expectations

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part 2 to ‘5 times bakugou was protective over the reader and the one time she was.’

it had been 4 months after getting shot to protect bakugou, and you were finally cleared to do your internship again. you could tell bakugou was against it, especially since your internship wasn’t at the same agency, but, this is the price that comes with the job.

although bakugou won’t let you out of his sight.

“bakugou! come on! i need to get to my internship!” you shouted, when he wouldn’t let go of your shirt.

“don’t,” he whispered, “don’t fucking go, please.”

you furrowed your eyebrows, “what is this about?” you ask, you volume lowering, “is this about me getting shot?”

he didn’t answer, and you knew that you were right.

“bakugou, talk to me about it. stop shutting me out. i can’t help you if you don’t tell me how to help,” you speak, “so, please, let me help.”

the silence between you two is deafening but so quiet and empty. everything that isn’t bakugou. you didn’t know what to do, you didn’t know how to help.

“i, all i see is you, bleeding out. unconscious. dying, in my arms,” he speaks after a few moments, which felt like a lifetime, “and i couldn’t do anything, but watch, and hold you. i felt so fucking small and so goddamn useless. i-“

you cut bakugou off by hugging him, “you aren’t useless. i made a decision. i did it because i love you and i couldn’t see you get hurt,” you say, and then freeze, realizing what you said.

“and how do you think i feel? i love you and you were fucking dying in my arms,” bakugou responds, holding you tighter.

“i’ll try not to get hurt, but you know that next to impossible in this line of work,” you speak, and bakugou nods, but not responding.

—

bakugou does end up letting you go so you could leave for your internship but as soon as you arrive back to the dorms, he’s waiting.

“come with me,” he says, his usual roughness back, and you nod. your day had been to tiring to argue. walking to his room, you look at him confused.

“what are we doing in here?” you ask, and he pulls you to the bed.

“fucking cuddling, and i wanted to ask you something but i didn’t want all those idiots to hear,” he says, “be my girlfriend?”

you squeeze around his waist tighter, and nod against his chest, “yes, bakugou.”

a moment of silence passes, “katsuki.”

you raise your head to look at him, “what?”

“use my fucking given name. katsuki,” he says, looking away, but his pink cheeks giving him away.

“okay, then. (y/f/n).”

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5 times bakugou was protective of the reader and the one time she was protective of him.

tw/ mineta being a perv & panic attacks

I.

it wasn’t a secret that mineta was a perv and that the girls and guys of class 1-A really didn’t like him. bakugou hated being around the shit stain, but stayed around him so he could keep him away from girls, especially you.

you and bakugou were extremely close, not in a romantic way, but platonically. you were one of the few who knew his anger wasn’t usually actual anger, and was very seldom actually angry.

well, until today.

training was going like it normally would, until aizawa called over bakugou to ask him a question, and mineta was immediately by your side.

“so are you and bakugou dating?” you heard him ask, making you jump in surprise, not expecting him near you.

“what? no, we’re just friends,” you said, hoping this would end the conversation with him.

“i’m surprised he hasn’t tried to fuck you yet, your body is amazing,” mineta said, his mouth watering, and your disgust and uncomfortableness growing, “i know i’d love to f-“

he was cut off from bakugou blasting him away from you, “shut the fuck up, you purple shit stain!”

bakugou turned from him to you, walking up to you, “what the fuck did he say to you?”

when you struggled to speak, kirishima did, “he said he was surprised that you hadn’t tried to fuck her yet and that he’d love to fuck her.”

if bakugou wasn’t livid then, he is now, “he did what?! aizawa!”

aizawa turned from todoroki, and raised an eyebrow at bakugou, “what?”

“can i spar with mineta?” bakugou all but shouted and you swear you saw aizawa smirk behind his scarf.

“just don’t kill him.”

bakugou smirks, “no promises.”

II.

everyone in class could tell you were out of it today, especially since you hadn’t spoken a work the entire class, which was odd.

“(y/l/n),” you heard aizawa say, although it took you a minute to respond and turn your head his way, “are you okay?”

you nodded slowly, “just tired, mr. aizawa. i’m okay.”

he didn’t look convinced, but carried on with the lesson. when the bell finally rang for lunch, you stood up next to bakugou and kirishima, ready to follow them to lunch, when your vision started slightly blurring and you got lightheaded. grabbing onto bakugou’s shirt, he turned his head at you, ready to yell at you when you passed out in his arms.

-

waking up in the infirmary was not your ideal situation, especially figuring out you passed out.

“oh, you’re awake little listener!” you hear present mic’s unnaturally quiet voice, “i just kicked bakugou and aizawa out. they’ve been here the entire time.”

you blink slowly, “the entire time? how long was i out?”

mic sighed, moving his chair closer to the bed, “school ended 3 hours ago. it’s 6pm right now.”

it was quiet it for a bit, letting it sink in that you had been asleep for 6 hours and that aizawa and bakugou had been with you the entire time.

“they stayed the whole 6 hours?” you ask, your voice quiet, soft, unlike how it is when you’re in class and happy.

mic nodded, “bakugou was dead set on staying, so aizawa stayed too. they’ll be back soon, they went with recovery girl to get some food for you when you woke up. considering you haven’t been eating or sleeping much,” he says, voice stern, and you nod.

“i know,” you speak, and mic’s expression softens, although you don’t see it, “i can’t, i just can’t sleep at night, and when i do sleep, it when we have free periods or free time, which,” you trail off.

“which interrupts your eating schedule,” he finishes, and you nod, “well, you’ll still get a strict speaking to from aizawa, and i don’t think bakugou will let you out of his sights for a while, so, you’ll be okay. we’re here to help. don’t be afraid to lean on us, okay, little listener?”

you finally look at mic in the eyes, “thank you.”

III.

it wasn’t like you to miss a training sessions after school, especially with bakugou, so he got worried. not that he’d ever admit it, but he did. when he finally found you in a hallway, he was relieved but it only lasted a few seconds. upon closer look, he realized that you were having a panic attack.

“fuck,” he whispered, and ran to where you were sitting, “hey,” he spoke, his voice still husky, but definitely gentler than you’ve ever heard it, “i’m gonna put my hand on your fucking leg, okay?”

a nod.

“good,” he says, and he rests your hand right under your knee, “i’m gonna start tapping, and i want you to count them, okay? and when you’re grounded, tell me how many taps.”

a nod, and he starts tapping right where his hand was.

42.

in total it takes around 42 taps before you are grounded, and calm.

“sorry, i’ve been feeling on edge all day and it hit all at once and i-“ he cuts you off.

“don’t fucking apologize for something you can’t control, idiot. it’s not your damn fault.”

you smile and nod, “can we reschedule the training?”

he nods, “yeah, let’s get something to fucking eat.”

IV.

was it cold in the classroom? yes. did you forget to bring a jacket? also yes. usually the classrooms, hell, the school in general, was never this cold. according to nezu, as aizawa said, the heating was currently out, and would be on later today.

thing is, it’s below freezing outside right now, and you don’t have a jacket.

it wasn’t till you guys were given a free period to study or catch up on work that kaminari noticed.

“woah, (y/l/n), you good?” he asks, concern lacing his voice.

“yeah,” you replied, “i’m just cold.”

“why didn’t you bring a damn jacket, you idiot?” you heard bakugou say, and you turn around in your seat, semi glaring at him, “i train in the mornings with shinsou, so by the time i leave that building, i don’t need my jacket, i’m too hot.”

kirishima chuckles, “guess you learned your lesson though, i’ll give you my jacket.”

you shake your head, “no, it’s ok kirishima! i don’t need it, really.”

bakugou makes a ‘tch’ noise, and starts removing his jacket.

“bakugou?” you ask, and he shoves his jacket in your face, “no, really, it’s o-“

“just take the damn jacket, i’m starting to sweat anyway.”

you smile softly, and put the jacket on, the smell of caramel hitting you, “thank you bakugou.”

V.

monoma was known for hating class 1-A and often tried to pick on them, and today, you seemed to be his target.

“did you hear that she has a villian’s quirk?” monoma yelled out as you entered the lunchroom with sero and kaminari, making you freeze, “i can’t believe that you’re even in UA at all!”

sero immediately stepped in front of you, trying to shield you, while kaminari tries to calm you down before you get angry or work yourself into an anxiety attack.

“what the fuck did you say, extra?” you hear bakugou say, but his voice doesn’t contain his normal anger. no, this anger isn’t loud or brash. this anger is cold, collective, calm, and precise.

“your little friend here isn’t good enough to be here, or a hero at all! she would be so goo-“ monoma gets cut off, as bakugou punches him in the stomach, no quirk use at all.

“let me tell you something, you fucking extra,” his voice colder than you’ve ever heard, and the cafeteria is so quiet you could hear a pin drop, “don’t you fucking dare think about saying shit like that to her. you understand? you don’t know what the fuck she has been through. get it through your fucking envious ass brain, you don’t get to fucking walk all over everyone and think you’ll win, because you won’t.”

with that, bakugou walks away from him and starts making his way over to you, sero and kaminari immediately get out of his way. bakugou sees you pulls you into him, walking out of the cafeteria with you, pulling you into, what you two think, is an empty classroom.

“are you okay?” he asks, his voice soft, kind and gentle unlike normal.

you nod, “yeah, i’m used to it, but everytime monoma says it, it just makes me want to cry.”

“don’t worry,” bakugou says after a bit, “i don’t think that fucking extra will be talking about it for a while.”

+I.

getting into a fight with villains was definitely not on your lists of things to do today, but you did what you could. messaging the rest of your class, besides bakugou, who was with you and finally had his provisional hero license, and starting fighting. you had no idea how long backup would be, and the villians knew hand to hand combat and were good. you felt trapped but finally won against the villain you were fighting, and tied him up. looking for bakugou, you saw the villain draw a gun, realizing what was happening, you immediately jumped in front, just as the villain pulled the trigger.

you don’t remember anything until bakugou finally pressed on the wound, and screamed for help. that was the last thing you remembered.

—

blinking slowly, making your eyes adjust to the bright light, you hear movement to your left, and you turn your head, facing the noise.

bakugou.

looking at him, you realized he was asleep with his head against your bedside. was he here the whole time?

“bakugou,” you whisper, nudging him slightly, “bakugou, wake up. you’ll hurt your back sleeping like that.”

he blinks owlishly, slowly sits up, and then registers you’re awake.

“what the fuck were you fucking thinking? you goddamn idiot,” he spoke, a glare on his face, but his tone.

his tone showed he was scared.

“i don’t remember much after i blacked out, what happened?” you asked, voice husky.

he sighed, his glare disappearing, “aizawa showed up, and so did a few other pros but i was focused on aizawa because he saved you. you were bleeding so much, and you weren’t responding, and i was scared. i was so fucking scared that i was about to lose someone i had gotten so goddamn close to. i-“

bakugou is cut off by you wrapping your arms around him, “i’m sorry. but i couldn’t let them kill you, and i would do it again.”

bakugou grips you tighter, and maybe, just maybe, he cries.

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aizawa teaching the reader self defense.

-trigger warning: mentions of assault.

“mr. aizawa?” you spoke, after everyone else had left the classroom, and he looked up from grading to make eye contact with you, “could you train me in defense?”

aizawa furrowed his eyebrows, “you’re good at defense, why d-“

“i mean, like quirkless defense. self defense. if i’m in a situation and i can’t use my quirk,” you reply, immediately breaking eye contact and looking at the floor, “i’m sorry, nevermind, this-“

“meet me 10 minutes after school in gym gamma, and we’ll start,” he interrupted.

you nodded, “thank you mr. aizawa! i’ll see you after school!” you yelled and then left the classroom, catching up with todoroki and midoryia.

———

after a few sessions with aizawa, you were getting better, and faster.

“good job, you’re getting this down quickly,” aizawa said, “but i have to ask, why?”

you put down your water bottle, “why what?”

aizawa gave you a pointed look, “the sessions. why? you’ve never had a problem before with defense.”

you sighed, sat down on the bench, your elbows to your knees, and keep your gazed fixated on your shoes, “you remember a few days before i asked when i was really shaky and jumpy in class? you asked if i was okay?” aizawa made a sound, confirming that, yes, he remembered, “that morning i went on my daily jog, no big deal, until some guy was following me,” you paused, collecting your thoughts, “i didn’t think much of it, kinda brushed it off but still kinda on high alert, so i went into a convention store, and he followed me in. i went to the back, acting like i was looking at the drinks, and he, uh, slapped my ass, saying he loved it, and,” you stopped again, sniffling, willing yourself not to cry, “that’s the thing, isn’t it? he didn’t even do much and i’m so shaken up about it.”

aizawa crouched in front of you, and gently double tapped your forehead, gaining your attention on him, “doesn’t matter if what he did was big or small, he touched you without your consent,” he spoke, and you could see the concern for you in his eyes, and the anger for the male in his eyes as well, “regardless, he did something that made you uncomfortable, and you did a good thing by asking me to teach you self defense. you took control.”

you nodded, “it’s just, when he did that, i froze. i completely froze, mr. aizawa. i felt so powerless and it’s like i completely forgot all my hero training and i just feel so, i don’t even have the word.”

aizawa stood, nodded, and then took a seat next to you on the bench, “heres the thing. you hear about fight or flight in response to a situation like that, but there is a third response, where you freeze up, and it’s normal. we didn’t train you to prepare for a situation like that, and i’m sorry you had to go through it, but i’m glad you told me.”

you leaned your head on his shoulder, “i told you because i trust you. i honestly don’t have a lot of trust in adults but i know you care about us. i’m glad i have a teacher like you.”

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