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Chapter 19

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⛔️Trigger warnings: Sex, manipulation, toxic relationships, yandere, romanticized abuse, verbal abuse, violence, Sexual assault (ATTEMPT), physical violence, degradation, Narcissistic family, mental illness/instability, delusional thinking, drug use leading to inevitable abuse, hallucinations, gas lighting, fractured psyche, co-dependency, enabling                

✨Here it is, the finale! I can’t thank you guys enough for rocking with me this long! I hope this meets your standards and you all enjoy it as much as every other chapter. Of course if you have been paying attention, then you know this is only concluding the first half of this much too long and seriously fucked up the story, this series is far from over. Anyway; I love you guys, please let me know what you think❤️‍🔥 Enjoy! 🎊

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It was slightly depressing to be back at school after being out of the country and experiencing a marriage proposal. Of course it didn’t even take five minutes after you and Katsuki greeted your group of friends for Mina’s perceptive gaze to fall on your glittering finger.

She snatched your hand up so quickly you didn’t even see her move, “What is this?!”. Her shriek instantly gaining the attention of the rest of your classmates.

Kirishima let’s out a low whistle, Kaminari leans in for a closer look at your hand in Mina’s death grip “That must of cost a fortune”.

“I wanna see!”

“Oh my god! Are you-“

“Woah look at that!”

Everyone crowding around you was getting to be too much, all of their eyes on you made your skin heat up and caused your chest to tighten. You opened and closed your mouth a few times, anxiety getting the better of you. 

“Oi get the fuck back!”

The sudden shout, paired with the menacing crackling that followed it, had succeeded in forcing the group to give you some space. You breathe a sigh of relief and try not to make it blatantly obvious you are attempting to use Katsuki as a shield for the numerous curious as well as shocked stares aimed at the two of you. Midoryia is the only one brave enough to take a step closer , and the green haired male stutters as he does so, “K-Ka-Kaachan? What…?”.

Letting out an annoyed “Tch” at his stumped and somewhat bashful rival’s stammering. You feel a warm hand on the small of your back, pushing you slightly and begrudgingly you come out from behind your aggressive lover to stand at his side.

“M’only Gonna say this once so open your Fuckin ears!” Katsuki sneers at the others still gathered around you two. His narrowed crimson eyes shift from them to you, his expression instantly softened and you know he was analyzing your outward appearance to get a good idea on how you were feeling internally. You made a sound only he could pick up on before straightening your spine and winding your arms around one of his muscular biceps.

Imitating the small smile he couldn’t fully display right now, as it was only for you to see. The aggression and haughty façade was back as soon as he glares at your classmates once more.

“We’re gettin’ married and that’s all you need to know, anyone bothers her with shitty opinions or pesters to see her ring, I’ll blow you straight to hell…now piss off”.

Thankfully, everyone seemed to take Katsuki for his word and they didn’t bother you any more than normal. Plus with graduation coming up, your eventual nuptials paled in comparison. It was one week before the final week of your schooling came to an end forever, that you found yourself on the beach one evening. A large bonfire burned and music blared through the large Bluetooth boom box someone had brought along. The wind blew your hair into your face for the umpteenth time as you allowed Mina to pull you onto your feet to dance with her. It wasn’t just your class gathered here, all three of the famous hero schools had gathered to celebrate together.

Everywhere you looked people were drinking, dancing, or socializing. A sudden bout of rambunctious cheers grabbed everyone’s attention as the game of beach volleyball between the boys came to an end. You couldn’t help but smile as you watched Kirishima pick up your lover (who had apparently been the reason they won the game) and lift him into the air.

Shaking your head at their antics you turn to Mina, “I’m going to use the restroom”. “Want me to come with?” She offers but you shake your head “No, I need you to be here to tell Katsuki where I went because as soon as he doesn’t see me, you know he’s going to come ask”. The both of you share a laugh before the pinkette agrees and you start towards the small section of trees that the cement building housing the restrooms resides behind. You quickly do your business and as you wash up, the cheap old light bulbs over head begin to flicker.

Once they start they don’t seem to stop, just as you hurriedly reach for the door handle the door itself opens up. You jump back in suprise to see two unfamiliar young men looking down at you.

“Excuse me” you offer, trying to get them to let you side step and exit the lavatory but they ignore it.

Both of them enter the room causing you to take a cautious step back, as one moves towards you and the other leans back against the heavy door after shutting it behind them. “Ummm…?” You start but pause, not knowing how exactly to Adress this situation. 

“No need to be nervous sweetheart, we just want to talk that’s all…” the one approaching you states, showing his hands as if the gesture would reassure you, it didn’t. “I can’t imagine you have much to say to someone you have never met…I’m taken, so if you’re looking for a date then-“.

They both chuckled at your statement, giving each other a look before focusing on you once more.

“We’ve been out here watching you lot have fun this whole time and I must admit, my buddy and I are feeling a little left out…So many beautiful ladies out here drinking and dancing…but you’re the only one that’s stupid enough to go off by yourself”. For every step the stranger takes forward, you take one back, until your back hits the tiled wall. Now he’s caging you in against it, a wide smile displaying his teeth as one of his hands comes up and pats your cheek.

“Do yourself a favor and don’t make me hurt cha baby…Keep your mouth shut, be compliant and I’ll make this good for you too, understand?”. You turn your head to the side as he tries to kiss you, catching a glimpse of yourself in the grimey bathroom mirror only fills you with more terror.

There in the scuffed and grubby glass is the exact same broken girl you remembered that night in the infirmary. She’s touching her swollen lips with one hand and wincing as her fingers caress bruises that litter her neck and chest. The sudden and undeniable deja vu that washes over you is an obvious sign that this has happened to you before and it’s about to happen again…Large palms sticky with sweat grope at your skin as they slip beneath your clothing, the humid air making your assailant’s hot breath leave condensation on your skin.

The you in the mirror finally takes notice of the you that’s outside of it,  her swollen lips twitching in lieu of a frown, eyes narrowed as they continue observing you.

This is your fault.

You did this to us.

How could you possibly love that monster?

Your own voice was scathing as it echoed around inside your head.

“I…didn’t…I don’t understand!” You shout, slamming your eye lids shut, effectively startling the bastard assaulting you. 

“What are you-“

It’s your fault.

You can’t play ignorant forever.

Remember….remember…REMEMBER!

“Shut up! Just shut up!”

You feel your flailing fist strike something and then a hand clamps down around your throat. It’s grip tightening enough to keep you from drawing in a breath. 

Look what you let him do to me…

You don’t think it can happen again? You-

The other you finally goes silent and you chance a look at the mirror; The menacing aura had vanished, now the other you was shrinking back almost fearfully.

He’s coming.

The lack of oxygen had begun getting to you, your shoulders started to sag as you fight to remain concious. 

“The fuck was that all about? She must be some sort of head case” the guy leaning against the door says as your eyes close.

“All the best looking ones are man” his friend replies, smirking over his shoulder as he lowers your unconscious form to the ground.

The smile he’d intended on giving in return, turned into a frown “Shit, she got you pretty good bro, you’re bleeding”. Your assailant finally takes note of the stinging slice beneath his eye, and then the glittering ring on your finger,

“It’s only cause of this rock on her Fuckin hand”. The whistle from his friend behind him only makes more fury burn hot in his chest, “I think this one is worth more than a quick fuck here on this dirty floor, I’m taking her back with me…Gonna make her properly apologize for this”.

“We can at least get a sneak peak first right?” 

“Of course”

Your shirt starts to rise up your sternum and as soon as it’s up over your chest both men drooling over your breasts, eager to see the rest of you. They don’t get to, because a split second later the door gets kicked open so hard it sent the bastard leaning against it flying across the room.

“Who the fuck-“

The man touching you didn’t get to finish that sentence as one sparking hand yanked him up on his knees, before a crackling fist smashes into his face. This process repeats over and over again, the other man is quaking in terror across the room as he  watched his best friend’s face become unrecognizable at the hands of the enraged ash blonde demon. Surely that’s what this creature is, a demon; There is no way a normal human was capable of inflicting this type of unrestrained violence upon his fellow man, especially being unprovoked.

Once bones began cracking, the terrified man turned towards the nearest toilet and vomited. Spluttering and sobbing once he heard footsteps approaching him, the sparking hand was reaching out to snatch him up, when suddenly it stopped.

Soft whimpers could be heard from the opposite side of the bathroom, his friend had been rendered silent long ago so it certainly wasn’t him…

The blonde devil’s head snaps sideways instantly, taking in the shivering female on the floor before turning back to look down his nose at the man cowering under his crimson glare. His voice was more raspy than usual from over exertion; “Get the fuck up, take your buddy and drive somewhere far away from here, because if I see you again I promise you’ll look worse than him”.

Once the two goons were gone, Katsuki made it a point to viciously scrub his hands clean of any blood that remained beneath his nails.

Using a couple paper towels to grip the handle he pushed the door open, leaving everything as is and carrying you out with him.  Carefully placing you in the passenger seat of his brand new sports car and buckling you in, ensuring your seat was leaned back before texting the group chat from your phone;

I started to feel a bit nauseous, Suki and I are gonna head home.

Have fun, but not too much fun ~🫶🏼

Perfectly believable.

The smooth purr of the engine isn’t nearly loud enough to drowned out the horrible self-deprecation continuously on loop inside the confines of his skull. His hand that wasn’t required to steer found it’s way to your thigh, giving a gentle squeeze before coming to rest atop your knee. Katsuki had never lost complete control of himself like that before…and the release of such pent up rage that accompanied it was borderline orgasmic. Walking through the foliage and seeing one of the two restroom doors closed he instantly knew something bad was happening behind it. Busting inside and spotting some unknown man leaning over your unconscious body, touching you was too much for him to bare. Your body is solely for Katsuki’s eyes, your soft skin was only for him to feel, and there was some cretin sullying the perfection that belongs to him…That bastard deserved what he got, and he would never be able to live a life without some sort of physical complications thanks to the beating Katsuki had given him..

Well, if the piece of shit lives that is…The smile that thought brought to his face in the form of a twitch of his lips was quick to vanish.

First, you almost let her die at the hands of some bottom ranked villain and now you almost allowed her to be sexually assaulted by some trashy frat boys! What kind of pathetic excuse for a man are you?

A voice that sounds suspiciously like that of his mother, begins to chastise him inside his head.

Katsuki grits his teeth in frustration, he was far too old to be doubting his abilities, wether it be as a hero or lover. He already knew it wasn’t possible for him to watch over you 24/7, so you were just going to have to be kept on a shorter leash from now on. You had demonstrated too many times that you weren’t capable of protecting yourself or making your own decisions correctly, so it was his job as your soon to be husband, to look after you. Rather than head back towards the dorms, Katsuki steers the car off the highway off-ramp that leads towards the heart of the city. The two of you need to be alone after such a trauma inducing incident, and what better place for that to be than your new apartment.

The morning his parents announced that they would accompany the two of you check out apartments put a damper on Katsuki’s mood. “You’re that eager to get rid of us already?” You’d asked once the four of you had all gotten in the car. His mother immediately hit the break a little harder than necessary at the stop sign, turning towards the back seat to address you before taking off again, “Of course not! That’s not-“.

“I was just kidding, it was a joke” you are quick to reply with a nervous laugh. Katsuki snorted at that, unable to resist taking a jab at Mitsuki, “How did you not pick up on that?”.

“Shut up Katsuki!”

It wasn’t until the end of the day that you guys found somewhere that both blonde’s deemed suitable. You and Masaru stood off to the side while the poor owner of the building was being grilled by the equally surly and demanding duo. 

“So we agree, this is the one?” Mitsuki asks, looking from Katsuki to you, “Yep” he replied verbally while you simply smile and nod.

That’s when it was revealed that the two adults would take care of your down payment and first 6 months rent, “It’s an engagement present”. You instantly started to tear up, non stop thanks pouring from your mouth from that point until bed time that night. The place was furnished, in a safe area of the city, top notch security and surveillance, and the list goes on of all the reasons the place was perfect. 

                           🏬

The cross arm blocking the underground parking garage lifts and once parked perfectly in one of the three spaces allotted to their apartment he cuts the engine. You had started to stir as he was parking, but still you wake with an immediate start.

“Hey it’s okay, you’re safe princess”

You visibly relax as you turn towards Katsuki, but instantly dissolve into tears. Strong arms hold you in a protective embrace as sobs rack your body, you try to speak but your words are slurred and muffled.

“I made it in time, they didn’t even get to touch you” Katsuki reassures you as many times as he has to. By the time he’s lifting you into his arms and carrying you into the elevator his shirt is soaked with your tears. It’s a quick ride to the top floor, you take the keys and unlock the door and he dutifully carry’s you over the threshold, kicking the door shut. The California king sized mattress feels like heaven as your back touches down on it, but you are still trapped inside your mind, burning from the inside out in your internal hell.

“It’s happened to me before”

Your words cause him to freeze, a bead of sweat drips from his temple, splashing down silently onto the floor.

“Katsuki stop, please just leave, I won’t even tell anyone about this okay? I don’t want you to get in trouble-“

“You still care about me, I knew you never stopped…”

Why were you shaking your head no? It couldn’t be more obvious that you were still in love with him, just as he was with you.

“Why are you denying it?!”

 He’s raising his voice again and it seems to make him even angrier to watch you back away.

You keep putting distance between us.

“I dont remeber it though…probably for a good reason…Does that make me damaged goods?” You ask this with a fresh wave of tears spilling from your eyes. “No! Of course not” Katsuki has gotten better at comforting, so long as it’s you and not anyone else. He’s quick to join you on the bed as you reach out to him, happily accepting you into his too tight embrace.

“I feel like it sometimes though…and that’s why I was never good enough for my parents, my mom always used to tell me I-“ you’re surprised when Katsuki’s angry voice interrupts you.

“Fuck them! You’re perfect! Absolutely incredible, the most amazing person I’ve ever met! Hell, my mom adores you and she hates everyone” the watery eyed smile you give him upon hearing the last of his rant makes him return it with one of his own, “We have each other and that’s all that matters to me, I just need you, who cares about anyone else…”.

You know he means it.

“Why me? I don’t understand…You could have anyone in the world but you settle for me” you mumble as he pulls you down with him against the pillows. You feel large calloused fingers grip your jaw, forcing you to look at him. Katsuki looks offended and mildly angry, you gulp as his eyes narrow, “Settled for you? The fucks that supposed to mean hah? I’m the best there is, I don’t need to settle for shit!” He snarls, fingers gripping your face harshly now.

“Suki-“

“If I’m the best there is than what does that make you? I chose you because you were the only one worthy of my time, that proved you are worth loving, and even though you gave me a hard fucking time I chased after you and got you in the end, because I win at life and you are my prize for that win…understand me?” His rough voice is as smooth as velvet, a serious shift from what it had been only minutes earlier.

“Yes, I understand” you reply shakily, through trembling lips.

You didn’t, not at all.

“Good girl, now don’t ever ask me such a stupid fucking question again”.

Despite the traumatic experience that only happened hours ago, it wasn’t that which kept you awake as you lay beside Katsuki. As wonderful as it felt to be so loved by him, at the same time it felt…dangerous. Sure he was possessive, and the night he proposed to you as the two of you were tangled together in bed he had no problem admitting his obsession with you. The look in his eyes was only terror inducing for a few seconds, and then your vision whited out as he expertly made you fall apart on his cock.

You began to feel guilty;

Here I am sharing this big bed in this beautiful apartment being held by someone that loves me so much and I’m thinking badly of him…

Your mother always said you were far too self-destructive, hell bent on condemning yourself to suffer for some unknown reason.

“Katsuki”

Your voice is quiet incase he was asleep.

“Hm?” 

Hearing his gruff reply is enough encouragement for you to roll your body over and atop of his.

“I need you”

A simple, but loaded statement.

His eyes snap open, “Whatsamatter?” he rasps, making you smile, he must of just barely fallen asleep and you woke him right back up.

“I just was thinking about how lucky I am to have you…and how much I love you” you explained, placing a chaste kiss on his lips and running your hands over his muscular pecs  “I’m sorry I woke you up, I’ll let you go back to-“.

“Oh no I’m wide awake now princess” Katsuki growls, grabbing two handfuls of your ass and rocking your pelvis against the growing buldge in his boxers.

“You’re such a good girl, always so grateful for everything…Even your sweet little pussy is weeping with gratitude, hah baby?”.

The vulgarity and implication of the statement have you uttering the smallest moan, as your now discarded clothes get tossed off the bed. Sex after an almost assault is undoubtedly not the best idea but…You sure don’t want to talk about it, and Katsuki isn’t one for words either. You both are damaged individuals; It’s a lot easier to just have sex than it is to engage in a heart felt conversation, that may or may not end in tears, or a few broken down walls…

This feels so much better though.

“No more thinking princess, gonna get rid of all those bad thoughts that don’t belong inside such a pretty little head”

You give him a shy smile and nod, already knowing that Katsuki will take care of you, he always does.

“Don’t wanna think…just want you Suki…need you” your voice is breathy and the last two words come out in more of a whine as the blunt head of his cock glides up your slit. “You have me…my needy little cry baby, and I have you, I’m certainly not giving you up, so we’re stuck together…forever” a calloused thumb brushes over the knuckles of your left hand, and the glint of the ring adorning your finger has you both glancing at it.

Forever is such a serious word, hearing him say it so easily is daunting in itself. How is he able to be so entirely sure of the future? What if things don’t end up working out? What if-

“Thought I told you to stop thinking baby? Gonna make me punish you the very first night we spend in our new place?”

“No! Course not…m’sorry my love it won’t happen again…I promise”

You extend a pinky finger to him as if the gesture was worth more than play ground proof of commitment.

“Geez y/n, You are such a little kid sometimes” the sides of his mouth twitching upward and ruining the scowl he wears after saying this, “S’okay though cause you have me to look after ya, and you’re just too damn cute to resist, someone else might try to prey on the innocent little princess”.

You huff at his condescending words, even though he speaks with such a doting timbre to his gruff voice. If it were physically possible to have hearts in one’s eyes; Katsuki most certainly would as he teases your pouty lips with a finger. His crimson eyes have darkened in the low light of the bedroom, black pupils expanding from the intense rush of lust and adoration his obsession fuels him with every time you lay bare beneath him.

It has to be sometime past the wee hours of the morning by now, but you were too far gone, nothing mattered anymore.

Well with exception for the one looking down at you, as he swivels his hips before pressing the head of his cock against your cervix. “You look so fucking beautiful like this,  who’s my good girl, hah?” Katsuki asks as he ceases moving, enjoying the sensation of you cockwarming him. You feel a soft tap on your cheek and immediately lean into the warm touch “m’yer good girl”.

You peek up at him through fluttering lashes, then press a kiss to the palm he’s cupping your cheek with, “M’gonna be yer good wife too”. Oh yeah, you didn’t know your ass from your elbow right now, Katsuki had successfully emptied your mind of anything other than himself and his dick.

“Damn straight”

You whine loudly as he presses a thumb against your clit, slowly resuming the gyrations of his hips.

A loud groan of his own joins your’s in the darkness of the bedroom, “Clenchin’ down on me real hard angel, gonna cum on my cock again? How many times has it been now?”.

“Please lemme hold you this time Suki” you whine, making grabby hands towards him. Bakugou gives in, letting your leg fall off his shoulder and back on the bed. Using his forearms to hold his body above your’s isn’t good enough, you pout so adorably before wrapping your legs around his waist and forcing him down on top of you. You let out a content sigh at the comfort having his weight on you seems to bring. Ensuring to thwart any chance of escape, tighten your grip on him in every way you can, the breathy “Fuck” he lets out has your cunt pulsing around him.

His hips stutter briefly as he transitions into moving them in an over exaggerated arch before sinking back into you. Easily finding a rythm that suits both of you at the purposefully slower pace, he’s hitting all the right spots, making your eyes roll back, and toes  curl tightly against the silk sheets. 

With you obviously so fucked out, Katsuki felt comfortable enough to get some things off his chest.

You definitely won’t remember any of it tomorrow.

“You know you can’t be without me anymore, right baby? Seems like you’re accepting that fact now…l’ll do better at keeping you safe I swear it”

You’re a piece of shit son and a sorry excuse for a husband to-be Katsuki! You don’t deserve her, you’re so weak you couldn’t protect her even if you tried!

Determined not to let his own insecurities ruin this moment he kisses you again, giving himself time to silence the toxic thoughts before focusing on you once more.

“You’re the only person that matters to me y/n, We’re going to have the best life together; I’m going to spoil you, treat you like you deserve, can’t wait to come home to my cute little house wife every night, waiting for me at the door in a skimpy outfit and letting me bend you over the kitchen counter” he groans at the mental image, balls tightening as he ruts into you harder.

“Gods you’re Fuckin’ perfect, I can’t wait until I see you waddle around our place pregnant with my kids, you want that too don’t you? Want me to breed this perfect little princess cunt, blow load after load into you until it sticks…I know you’ll like that, you always have, since our very first time together”

“Shit! I um..I don’t have a…I don’t have protection, I bet shitty hair or dunce face has some! I’ll uh, go back downstairs and-“

“Do we really have to use one?” You sound so disappointed, but when your eyes meet his a hopeful spark dances through  your e/c irises, “I mean, you know I’m on birth control, you insisted on escorting me to my last appointment”.

Of course he remembered watching you get a needle jammed above your ass cheek! 

“So you know I’m not trying to trap you or anything like that…. I just..You’re really important to me Katsuki, and I for once in my life just want to feel everything, I don’t want anything to get in the way of what we’re about to do…so no barriers, physical or emotional, can you let me have that?”

“You can have whatever the fuck you want as long as you’re getting it from me”

The memories from that night would always be so vivid In Katsuki’s mind, did you remember it like he does? Every sound, smell, and insignificant detail is ingrained on the inside of his brain, never to be forgotten.

“-Can’t take anymore, s’too much”

He’d gotten so caught up in that memory, the young man had only caught the last of what you’d said.

“Whatsamatter princess? What is my crybaby whining about this time? “.

“I don’t want to cum again s’too much Suki, please just fill me up already, wanna feel it inside-“

“Oho you should no better, I can’t get off unless you do first princess, now be a good little slut and cream on this cock again”.

You know better than to make him have to ask you twice.

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“I can’t believe we finally graduated! We’re all full fledged heroes now, isn’t it awesome?!”

Kirishima exclaims, the rest of the bakusquad agreeing with him.

Katsuki’s across the arena talking with All might and Aizawa while Masaru prepares his camera and Mitsuki wears her biggest proud mother grin. In an uncharacteristic gesture, you motion for your little friend group to move closer and initiate a group hug. 

“I just want to let you guys know that I’m going to miss seeing each of you every day…Katsuki may not admit it, but I don’t have a problem with saying…I think of all of you guys as family, not just friends” you glance up to see the suprised faces of Mina, Jiro, Denki, and Serro. Kirishima gives you an extra tight squeeze; “I couldnt agree more y/n!”.

“Stop talking like we aren’t going to see each other ever again silly girl”

“Aw y/n I wasn’t expecting that from you, I don’t want my make up to run now dammit”

“I thought we were invited to come see your guys new place on Saturday? Don’t tell me Kaachan changed his mind! Jiro and I already got a housewarming gift for you guys”

“You idiot! You weren��t supposed to tell her-“

“I think you guys have all forgotten something kind of important..” the red head says with a nervous laugh. The other’s stare for at him with utter confusion on their faces, only to all realize and exclaim “THE WEDDING!” at the same time.

You’re quick to cover your face in embarrassment, because despite the fact that a graduation ceremony has just commenced and so many people are gathered around, your friends just have to draw every eye toward your circle.

“When is it anyway?  Have you guys even set a date yet?”

“Where is it going to be? Oooh will it be one of those destination weddings on some remote island?”

“What flavor is the cake?”

“Have you decided who’s going to be in your bridal party?”

You’re getting hounded with questions you don’t have the answers to just yet, and of course Katsuki was taking his sweet time getting over to you. So you take a deep breath and answer them; “Honestly, I’ve been wanting to try and postpone it for at least a year…I don’t want to have to plan a wedding on top of all the other important decisions that come along with being an adult…”. 

“I haven’t mentioned this to Suki just yet though…” you add sheepishly, glancing over your shoulder to make sure he wasn’t sneaking up on you.

“I’m sure he’ll understand” Kirishima attempts to reassure you by placing a hand on your shoulder.

Only for Kaminari and Serro to interject and ruin it;

“Or he’s going to flip out and think your trying to leave him”

“Or he might blow a hole in the roof of your new place thinking you found someone else”.

A strange feeling has plagued you since the start of the ceremony, as if you’re being watched. A lot of people are here, it could just be the feeling of eyes on you as they scan the crowd in search of their loved ones. So once again you ignore it, smiling at the two boys getting reprimanded by Jiro, Mina, and Kirishima. Then you hear your name called, the familiar voice is quiet from hesitation and sudden apprehension of whom it belongs.

You quickly spin to see your brother standing a few feet away, and your wide smile has his nervousness evaporating instantly.

“I’ll be back” you call to your arguing friends, quickly hurrying over to your younger sibling.

“B/N! I can’t believe you’re here, I wouldn’t have ever expected to see you!” You exclaim happily.

Despite the shitty excuse for parents you had, the two of you still have a close relationship as siblings. “Y/n! It’s been way too long since I’ve seen you big sis…I was able to get one of my friend’s sisters to give me their extra ticket to the ceremony, I just wanted to be able to see you and talk to you” he replies, letting you give him a tight hug. “Let’s get away from all this madness and talk a bit, yeah?” The two of you exit the atrium of the auditorium and head outside.

Frustrated that his parents had weaseled their way into his conversation with All might and Aizawa, Katsuki’s began scanning the crowd in attempts to locate you. His eyes narrow as they land on the group of idiots you’d been with before but you where nowhere to be seen. A flash of panic immediatly turns into anger as he gives the sea of people occupying the atrium another scan. A familiar head of hair catches his eye and he zeroed in on your figure; A guy is holding the door open for you and follows after you as the two of you exit the building.

Who the fuck is that?

Why the fuck did you just take off with some random guy?

Better yet, why were you anywhere other than by his side?

Without a fourth thought, the angry blonde is on his way towards the same door you just left out of.

A harsh grip on the back of his shirt stops and hauls him backwards, “Katsuki, stand in between your professors so we can get a picture” orders his mother.

Rather than make a scene shouting at the woman, he obeys her order.

Getting in place between the older men, he manages a partial smile as his father snaps a few photos.

“-I tried to get them to postpone the trip until you were able to come along, said you had things that you needed to do as prep for your final year, but apparently they lied to me…” B/N says sadly, shuffling his feet.

“I never blamed you, I’ve never had any bad feelings towards you, I’ve been good! you don’t need to worry about me…I well, I’m not sure where to start but um…I’m going to be getting married soon, and my fiancé’s parents were the ones that had taken me in while you guys were away, they’re wonderful people! All three of them have done so much for me” you explained, happy to be sharing this information with your brother.

“W-What?! You’re getting married?! To who? When?! I didn’t even know you were seeing anyone! Last I heard you had that one boy that was stalking and harassing you, speaking of which…Has he left you alone? Hopefully this new guy beat some sense into that creep” he chuckles at the thought and you momentarily freeze up.

“Please just leave me alone, we’re over, I can’t handle you acting like this”

“Y/N!”

The shout snaps you out of the hazy memory that had seemingly resurfaced. 

“I take it you know this guy that’s walking over here? He’s uh..well he’s looking at me like he wants me dead..” your brother mumbles taking a cautious step backwards.

Before you can explain, a very pissed off Katsuki is beside you.

Thinking it best to be the first to speak, you quickly wrap your arms around the angry blonde, kissing his cheek before introducing him “Y/bn this is Katsuki Bakugou my fiancé, and Katsuki this is y/bn my younger brother…He came all this way just to see me on such a special day” you can feel your lover’s anger slightly dissipate as you complete the introduction.

The two men shake hands, each of them nodding at one another.

“Y/n just told me that it was you and your parents that took her in last summer, thank you for looking after my sister, she’s suffered so much at the hands of our parents, I’m happy that she’s found someone to cherish her like she should have been all this time…Thank you for saving her, my words alone can’t possibly convey my appreciation for the generosity of you and your family” y/bn bows to Bakugou and it definitely catches him off guard.

“You uh…you don’t need to do all that…” Katsuki stutters, a blush tinting his cheeks and he clears his throat before continuing “Y/n is my girl, I’d have brought her home with me sooner if I knew how shitty your parents were being to her…you don’t need to worry I’d never let anything happen to her”.

Now with Katsuki present, the joyous sibling reunion seemed to have come to an end. “Let me give you my new number so you can get ahold of me” you suggest, holding your hand out towards your brother. 

“Yeah, that way you don’t have an excuse to not invite me to your wedding! Ah congratulations by the way” he laughs awkwardly as he hands over his phone. Your busy updating your contact information, so you don’t see the flash of anger that crosses Katsuki’s face but your brother certainly does.

Why would he be upset about her giving me her phone number?

Y/bn doesn’t have time to contemplate this as you quickly hand the device back to him.

Before either of you can say anything else, Mitsuki’s loud voice calls out to you;

“Katsuki! Y/n! Come on we’re going to be late for our dinner reservation, the rest of the family is already there!”.

You give your brother an apologetic look and he’s quick to wave you off, “Don’t worry about it, we’ll catch up some other time…Go have fun, this is a big accomplishment for you”.

Katsuki gives him a nod, which your brother returns and before your lover can drag you away, you immediately give your brother another big hug. The two of you sway side to side and share a laugh as you would have when you were children. When you pull away your eyes are shining with tears.

“Sis…Please don’t cry” your brother mumbles sadly. “M’not Gonna cry, It’s just really good to see you again..missed you a lot” you say between sniffles.

“We can meet up as soon as you have some free time, alright? We’ll do something fun! Like old times”

He gives you the boyish smile he always used to before going in for another hug.

Katsuki fought really hard with himself to keep the expression on his face calm because inside he was LIVID. This asshole just shows up after being absent from your life this entire time, and you fall all over yourself. He may be your brother but Katsuki is your devoted lover who’s been here for you the entire time your family hasn’t. No, you weren’t going to be seeing him to “catch up”, you don’t need a link to your parents around. You’ll just end up going back to them, and that can’t happen. When you finally turn to walk away from your brother, Katsuki grips your hand tighter than usual as he practically drags you over to where his parents stood waiting. “Was that your brother y/n?” Masaru asks, you’d told him plenty about your younger sibling during the evenings spent talking out on the back patio with him. You happily nod before explaining how the younger boy had come to see you. 

Katsuki keeps the chip on his shoulder for the rest of the night out with his family. It wasn’t until the two of you enter your apartment together that he finally loses the grimace on his face.

“So….Is this the official start of our new life together?” you giggle, the excitement of today has yet to dwindle down just yet, and your giddy mood has you throwing your arms around your lover’s neck.

“Nah that happened when I made you mine, Jump” Katsuki grumbles as you hop up and wrap your legs around him. Without missing a beat he begins carrying you through the apartment.

“Well why don’t we re-create that time then?” You suggested once reaching your bedroom.

“Nah” Katsuki says before tossing you onto the plush mattress.

“But why-“

You don’t finish your question, because suddenly he’s looming over you, looking oh so menacing but incredibly sexy.

“Why complicate things? We’ll bring today’s celebration to an end by me Fucking you so good all you’ll be able to say is my name”.

The feeling of his hands slipping beneath your dress and indiscriminately squeezing your flesh makes you whimper.

He’s taking his time to get you flustered, massaging the inside of your thighs, dragging his calloused fingers across your hips.

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my days with you…just the two of us from now on…love you so Fuckin’ much princess, M’gonna be so good to you baby, worship you like the goddess you are” Katsuki knows he’s rambling, but it was just so hard not to with how irresistible you looked beneath him. 

The level of devotion Katsuki has for you will always be nothing short of confounding. How could someone as incredible as him be so in love with one as damaged as you?

“I want to cherish you for the rest of my life, like a most prized possession”

For the first time in your life,

You’d truly been able to fool yourself

into believing that Happiness

Was not only attainable

But also finally within your grasp

Fin

#katsuki bakugou #katsuki bakugo #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #Yandere #yandere bnha #mha yandere #yandere smut #bakugou smut #bakugo x reader #yandre katsuki bakugo #mha lemons #yandere bakugou #mitsuki bakugou #bakugou family

[arbitrarycategories]

I saw a couple kid fics where like little Katsuki proposes (or demands) marriage with little Deku for one reason or another based on what he understands of marriage and little kid logic, and usually in fics like those he names himself the Husband and Deku the Wife for various arbitrary reasons... But I'm picturing this scenario where Katsuki proclaims HIMSELF the Wife, because the closest example of a marriage he has is his parents and his mom is the Wife and she is clearly In Charge and Strong and Loud and Protects her Soft Husband and is teaching little Katsuki to cook and so clearly that is the role for him, right? And his dad is the Husband and he is soft and quiet and caring and he is the one who gets mushy and tearful when things happen and he is the one who cleans up their scrapes and tells them how brave and amazing they are, and CLEARLY that is the role for Deku, right???

That honestly makes SO much more sense from lil Katsuki’s perspective!! Cmon as little kids we all set gender roles bu what are parents did. I thought cooking was a Dad Only activity. Baking however is a Mom activity. I had a little tiny apron to help and also I’m getting off topic.

The POINT is, anon, that you are ABSOLUTELY correct. Little Baby Katsuki thinks HE is the wife because HE RUNS THINGS and is TOUGH and STRONG and LOUD and obviously husbands are the ones who are soft and sweet and gentle!! That makes Deku his husband, extras!!!

#bnha #baby bakudeku #bakudeku #bakugou family #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #thanks anon! #arbitrary answers

[haelreadsshit]

Katsuki’s relationship with his parents is admittedly fucked up. But I do t think they’re abusive or neglectful or as bad people tend to see it. I definitely don’t think that Mitsuki is perfect but sh3 a good mum. She has shit parenting skills sometimes but she is trying her best. She remuer little details about Katsuki and puts in an effort to take care of him, but she’s not perfect. The comment about the kidnapping was supposed to be a joke I suppose but I don’t find it funny. It was cruel and it frustrates me that it was never touched on again but sometimes it’s like that. My mum and I fight all the time but we bounce back. She doesn’t always apologise for the shit she says but I know she’s sorry. Mitsuki is in no way perfect but the two of them love each other and they try which is better than most people. She’s complicated but I still love her because she tries.

Masaru on the other hand is someone I think is very close to his son. I like to think that Masaru was the one who taught Katsuki to cook and is the one Katsuki goes to when he needs help but won’t say it. Many people portray him as weak and spineless and I disagree. God knows he can’t be spineless to be married to and love Mitsuki but I do agree that he is very quiet. I like to think he has an authority that comes across very softly to his family. I don’t know how to explain this. He’s not looked over, he’s not pushed around, he’s not being manipulated or controlled and he cares about his family above all else. He’s a complicated character to me and I love him but I don’t know how to properly explain what I think he’s like.

The three of them have a strange dynamic, that’s for sure, but they are close and have a crazy cozy loving family that no one is ever gonna understand.

#bnha #mha #katsuki bakugou #bakugou katsuki #mitsuki bakugou #bakugou mitsuki #masaru bakugou #bakugou masaru #bakugou family #hael’s hcs #can you tell he’s my favourite?

[katsukimchita]

Katsuki Quirk Theory

So. I wanted to bring up a quirk theory I heard suggested once, and have THOROUGHLY researched. It comes up in a lot of my fics and I think it’s so important in explaining Katsuki. MENTIONED UA TRAITOR SPOILER DON’T READ IF YOU DON’T WANT TO KNOW! 

Nitroglycerin is, in real life, prescribed as a medication. It relaxes blood vessels and can alter heart rate - usually slowing it down. This is a controlled, medicated prescription because in LARGE amounts… well…it’s slowing down the heart - that can be pretty freaking bad. We know that Katsuki - at least in his hands - produces nitroglycerin. He gets this from his parents combined quirks - his father’s acid and his mother’s glycerin. I am not as certain of glycerin/glycerol effects, but one or two articles I sifted through did say that in SOME cases heart rate can be slowed down as well - others sped up.

Where I’m going with this is, typically, people born with quirks have some sort of natural defense against them. It’s why OFA causes such a strain on the user’s body, especially Izuku, and why Aoyama gets sick using his quirk - they weren’t theirs to begin with. Now, I know not EVERY quirk has built up defenses, and every quirk has a drawback (Aizawa’s dry eyes, Uraraka’s puking, Iida’s engine stall - etc etc). But, overall, I think most quirks come with a natural defense. There’s always been debate over whether or not Katsuki will or won’t lose his hearing - maybe already has since he’s so loud. I PERSONALLY think his body probably gave him sturdier ears to prevent that, but that’s just me. And I also think that Katsuki’s body came up with a way to defend against the possibility of Nitroglycerin poisoning - only it might be the biggest drawback of all. 

Anxiety and Anger can MASSIVELY boost heart-rate. 

Who is angry all the time? Katsuki AND Mitsuki. 

Is it possible that Katsuki’s anger/anxiety issues stem from his body trying to keep his heart rate up? Is it possible that the nitroglycerin and glycerin require their bodies to combat slower heart rates? (Maybe for Mitsuki her heart is doing the opposite of slowing and just constantly going fast - keeping her in a mental state that’s higher?) 

We all know that, while, sure, Katsuki was always a bit of a shit - he and Izuku WERE friends before he got his quirk. We put so much of the blame on his personality - on the ego he got from his quirk being epic. And I don’t dispute that as being part of it. But is it possible his quirk genuinely screwed with his brain chemistry? 

Is it possible that his tendency to ‘explode’ partially gets worse when his body is trying to dispel large amounts? That his anger and anxiety decrease after he explodes shit, not just because he let something out emotionally…but physically? Possible that he is calmer after because his heart rate can slow but not dangerously so because he isn’t full of nitroglycerin? 

I doubt that a doctor or anyone would ever look into this as a possibility because there would probably be an assumption that it was all ‘bad attitude’ or ‘personality’ maybe even simple upbringing - what with Mitsuki’s anger issues and all. 

But think about how angry Katsuki gets - some of the pivotal moments in his and Izuku’s lives. If my theory is correct, he already would have a baseline of high anger and I truly think anxiety. Just because his body is trying to keep his heart steady. (the more the nitroglycerin pulls it down, the higher his anger/anxiety would work to pull it up). But add on an external moment of anxiety or anger? It’s going to be for all LITERAL intents and purposes like a ticking time bomb. Katsuki falls in the river? He’s scared? His anxiety is going to be even higher. Someone comes to help him? BOOM. 

He gets extreme anxiety while the sludge villain is suffocating him? Rabid ‘monster’ BOOM. Izuku saves him? He’s vulnerable/anxious and now even more angry? BIGGER BOOM.

He gets muzzled after an anger episode? Triggering his anxiety over suffocation? RABID BEAST ONCE MORE MID PANIC ATTACK. He thinks he’s responsible for the fall of the greatest superhero? That the world is falling apart and it’s his fault? Yeah…that normal anxiety? Now skyrocketing. His heart rate is going crazy, his nitroglycerin builds up - both sides are attacking one another and he needs to boom the hell out of someone he knows can take it - Izuku. Baboom! 

Wakes up in a hospital where he hasn’t been able to dispel any nitroglycerin? Learns Izuku is still unconscious? (the love of his life) BOOM! Katsuki’s body chemistry is literally ALWAYS fighting against itself. So when he starts to realize he’s an ASSHOLE and wants to change…. He is fighting an uphill battle in a nitroglycerin hurricane because his body is pushing him down in this war against its own chemistry. And that, Ladies, Gents and Those of you in between, is why his character progression is that much more meaningful. Because he still begins to overcome himself - even with all of that happening. And THAT is why I love him. 

~KatsuKimchi~

#quirk analysis #bakugou katsuki #boku no hero academia #manga spoilers #bakugou family #bakudeku

[tharedfish113]

#fanart #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugou mitsuki #bakugou family

[meikodenji]

“MAMA!” The blonde haired three year old shouted.

“Yes, Kota?” Naoki retorted from his spot in the landry room, the younger brother Yuuki was strapped onto his back, playing with his rattle toy.

“Daddy’s on Uncle Shou!” Kota watched Katsuki and Shoto wrestle on the living room carpet. You can hear them mutter nonsense towards one other.

“Kouchan! Yuuch— Shou, Kacchan?!” Izuku exclaimed as Kota opened the front door to his knocking. “Kou, what’s going on?” The older Kota questioned, appearing next to Izuku. “Where’s Ma and Yuu?”

“In the laundry room!” Kou answered cheerfully, hopping onto the older’s back.

Meanwhile, Izuku was struggling to get the two off each other. “Shou, hon! I don’t think Naoki would really like to see you and his husband fight in front of his kids!”

“We can stop this once you admit that my dates with Izu are better than yours and Naoki’s.”

Katsuki growled, arm baring his cousin-in-law, “Over my dead body!” He shouted.

“Is-is this is really all because of who’s dates are better?!” Izuku exasperated, trying to tug the blonde off of his husband. “Please, Naoki and Yuuchan can walk in any second.”

“Whoever’s shoulders both touch the floor loses.” Naoki’s calm voice chimed as he walked into the living room with little Yuuki on his hip, Kota and Kou soon appearing next to them. “Oh! Good morning, Izuku. Would you like some milk bread the kids and I made earlier? I haven’t eaten breakfast yet, the kids and men-children did. I’ll make coffee.”

“Yeah, Niisan! Ma makes the best milk bread!” The twelve year old brightly lit. “Can I join, Ma?”

Naoki softly chuckled, “Of course, Kota. There’s plenty. Come eat, Izuku.” Nervously, Izuku made his way into the kitchen from his spot next to the wrestling males. “It’s okay, Izuku. They always do that, the kids aren’t bothered by it. So, don’t worry about it.” Naoki whispered as the two looked out into the living room. Shoto seeming to finally win. Kou pounced onto his father, Katsuki, then one year old Yuuki joined onto Uncle Shou.

The brunette smiled, Izuku softly chuckling at their partners’ silly doings, Kota ate, amused by them.

Good times.

#meikodenji writes #shenanigans #bakugou family #male oc #oc x canon #dad bakugou #oc kids #bakugou x oc #bakugou katsuki #tododeku #todoroki shoto #midoriya izuku #kids #fanfic #short fiction #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #izumi kota #kota

[otaku4life16]

Abused Katsuki (My Hero Academia Prompt)

Katsuki is getting thrown out of U.A. because of his anger issues and not knowing how to deal with people (he’s a bit of a tsunere)

Then they find out that Katsuki has been abused at home and things start making sense so they bring him back. he finally gets some help.

in this katsuki is: self deprecating, doesn’t know his self worth, thinks no one will ever believe him/take his side of the story, doesn’t trust adults much, has probably been body shamed, because of his parents thinks that he cant be less than 100%, he is physical, mentally, and maybe even sexual abused because he looks like his mom, thinks getting punished is normal and everyone does it at home (the midoriya’s are an exception because they are weird)

And I want the Bakusquad, Izuku, Hitoshi, and Aizawa (maybe even Midnight after all she looks like she knows how to deal with this) to play a big part in recognizing something is wrong, talking about it, and getting him help.

#katsuki bakugo is a tsundere #katsuki bakugou #mitsuki bakugou #masaru bakugou #mha katsuki #prompt #prompt request #deku midoriya #midoriya izuku #my hero acedamia #mha #mha deku #bnha kirishima #kirishima #aizawa #my hero academia aizawa #kirishima ejirou #bakugou family #bakusquad

[myheromedia]

Bakugo Mitsuki & Masaru

#bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha #boku no hero manga #bnha manga #bakugou katsuki #mitsuri bakugo #bakugo masaru #bakugou family #mha bakugo #kohei horikoshi #horikoshi Sketches #mha character sheet #mha manga

[xexiar]

Keep Watching. 28

Ch27 Ao3

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Chapter 28

“Kid, you almost knocked me out with those punches.” Eric laughed after chugging down his second bottle of water. I still was lying flat on my back, trying to catch my breath. “You might move like you’re in zero gravity. But the moment you do land a perfect hit, it almost knocked me back. We definitely need to work on your reflexes and muscle memory.”

I finally sat up and took the water bottle that Eric handed to me. “Why my reflexes and muscle memory?”

“If we focus on that, it’ll help limit the time you have to think about your actions. Since your body is used to zero gravity motion, it takes longer for your thoughts to become actions.” Eric then pulled me up. “Break over. Time for you to run the course.”

“What course?” Eric then pointed to a part of the room that had a full obstacle course. “But I haven’t caught my breath. I’m exhausted.”

“Which makes it’s perfect to run the course.” I looked at Eric. “Like I said when fighting. You think too much. This course is more about what your body can do. Barely any thinking is involved. It’s super straightforward.”

With that, we walked over to the start. There, I saw Mr. Jones. “Midoriya.” I looked at Mr. Jones as I tried to straighten myself. But I was so out of breath it was hard. “Each part of this course is timed. If you don’t finish it under 2 minutes, you fail.”

“Mr. Jones,” He looked at Eric, who stood next to him. “Nobody is able to finish the course that fast. The fastest person on base was only able to finish this in under 20 minutes their first time. You’re asking the kid the impossible.”

“Meyers, I know exactly what I am saying. You may not know the kid, neither do I. But based on what the Smiths have said, this kid is fast. I want to see how fast.” They both then looked back at me. “You will hear every time you pass a part of the course.” That’s when Mr. Jones blew a whistle, and I was off.

As I climbed the first wall, my limbs felt like they were on fire, but I kept at it. When I dropped down, my feet got stuck in some type of mud floor. I got down on all fours since it was then I saw that it was that weird crawling fence thing. And when I got past that, everything became a blur. All I did know was when I got to the top of the rope and rang the bell, I was done.

When I got down from the rope and stood before Mr. Jones and Eric, I was really out of breath. My vision was blurry, and there was a ringing in my ears. It didn’t help that a pounding headache was starting to grow. Yet I faintly heard the sound of people clapping. So, I looked up and could barely tell that Mr. Jones and Eric were clapping. Along with some people behind them. “You did it, kid.” I couldn’t help but smile before I passed out.

When I woke up, I was greeted by bright lights. It took me a moment and a few blinks to see that I was in a hospital room. “Where am I?”

“In the recovery ward.” At that sound, I fully sat up and looked to my left. It was then I saw that it was Eric sitting in a chair with a Spider-Man comic in his hands. “You really are something, kid.” I watched as Eric got up and walked over to me. He then held out a fist. “Congrats on passing. You’re now one of us, Izuku.” I couldn’t stop smiling as I pounded my fist against his. “This calls for a celebration. So, when you’re ready, come to the rooms.”

When I reached the room, I was greeted by the sight of Eric and the other guys from yesterday. I even saw Mr. Jones and Micky was here. [ENG] “Hey there, Splits.” The others all looked at Micky before looking back at me.

As I sat on the couch, we took turns playing some Hero Fighter 5. [JP] “Since you’re now one of us, you should get an ankle bracelet.” I looked at Eric as he went about showing his very thin ankle bracelet. “It’s like a dog tag, but just for this base. We all got one after passing the introduction course.” That’s when everyone revealed they also had a bracelet. Even Micky had one. “And get this,” I looked back at Eric. “Mr. Jones has a quirk that can manipulate the density of any metal. So, like, he could make your bracelet heavier than ours.”

“Why would I want that?”

“It would help counterbalance your gravitational traits.” I looked at Mr. Jones, who happened to finishing his second burger. “Not to mention, you would need a second bracelet if we go that route. If that’s the case, the second one could house your medical scans.”

“Medical scans?”

“Yeah. It’s what doctors use to access our medical records when we’re off-based. Especially on missions where we’re not near any military main hospital.” I looked at Micky. “Getting treated is easier and faster with less guesswork involved.” Micky then handed me a can of orange soda. “What if you also got a tongue piercing?”

I quickly covered my mouth. “Why would I get that?”

Micky and the rest of the guys laughed. “Besides also being weighted down for the same reason as the bracelets. It can also be your gift for getting through the sports festival. You don’t have to win, but just need to get to the final fighting round.”

“I don’t know if I will make it that far. Or if I would want a tongue piercing.”

That’s when Micky lightly punched my right shoulder. “You passed a military intro course. You’re going to make it to the fighting round. So, chin up, kid.” I tried to smile, but it was hard to believe him. “Hey.” I looked back at Micky, who had his tongue out. I didn’t see anything at first. But then I saw a very tiny plate of metal at the top of his tongue. He showcased the bottom, which also had a small metal plate. “I never said it would be obvious tongue piercing. Unless you want it to be, Splits.”

That’s when one of the guys walked over and stuck out his tongue at me. It was then I saw that his tongue was split down the center. “Is that a quirk mutation?”

“Nope.” The guy chuckled. “Just like tattoos and piercings, I modified my tongue to be like a lizard. I just think it’s really cool. Sometimes you can get things not because it makes any sense, but because you just like it.”

I then looked back at Micky. “So, just like you and Sydney’s tattoos?” He nodded. “I’ll think more about the whole tongue-piercing thing.” They all seemed to smile. “But after I get through the sports festival.”

“No rush, Splits.” With that, we kept celebrating. Mr. Jones even helped with my ankle bracelets. Along with writing the name Splits on the right bracelet. “Think of that as your military code name. Don’t use it for anything else.” I nodded at Micky.

After everyone left for the night, I couldn’t help but wonder about things. So many things were happening so fast. I got a quirk and even started high school at UA. Then, my mom got fired, and I had to deal with my father’s funeral on Monday. Not to mention how I just finished passing a military introduction course. I even made friends that were my age. Friends? That was a weird thing to say.

The twins were the first adults who actually treated me nicely. It was so strange to have grown-ups not look down on me. Especially not beat me up after learning I was quirkless. At that, they and the pawn shop owner were shocked that I didn’t have a quirk. Yet they didn’t treat me anything differently after learning about that. But maybe they were all being nice to me because they needed someone to run deliveries for them. Whatever the case, I at least had somewhere to go that felt like home.

Then, when it comes to Uraraka and Ida. I wonder if they’re only my friends because I was able to get into UA. They probably would have never spoken to me otherwise. At that, Ida at the beginning looked down on me. Especially saying things about me looking so weak and helpless. It wasn’t until after the entrance exam that he apologized for misjudging me. And all Uraraka would comment about was how strong I am. Their words just feel so hollow.

I can't help but wonder if this is how Kacchan feels when everyone talks about how great his quirk is. People only ever talk about him as if he's an object, and it makes me so mad. I've overheard people saying that Kacchan's personality makes him seem like a villain, and how dangerous his quirk can be because of his personality. They just don't understand him at all. Kato and Saito were also interested in Kacchan, not just because of his quirk, but because he's smart. It makes me so sad and angry that people only see Kacchan for his abilities and look down on him when he doesn't meet their expectations. He's a person just like anyone else, and he deserves to be treated with respect and understanding.

Kacchan's quirk is undoubtedly amazing, but so is he. He's not only smart but also strong. Although he has an attitude and can be rude at times, he's a person just like anyone else. Whenever he sets his mind on achieving a goal, he puts in all his effort to make it happen. I admire the way he takes on challenges without any hesitation and does everything in his power to come out victorious. Just thinking about it brings a smile to my face.

Overcoming this quirk is a challenge that I must conquer. I will persevere. The sports festival will be an ideal opportunity for me to test my limits with this quirk. However, I'm concerned about how I will be able to control it during a physical altercation. I take a deep breath and tell myself, "I cannot lose if I do not try." Luckily, tomorrow I will be evaluated on my ability to control OFA.

…

We decided to work our way from the top floor of the mall down. It was kind of fun looking at clothes with shitty hair. At least he had some idea of what he was looking for. And after picking out a few outfits, we went over to the changing rooms. “Ok, man. Don’t laugh at me.”

The first outfit was decent. A gray muscle shirt with arm holes that reaches just below shitty hair’s ribs. Along with a pair of black joggers. “You’re going to need new sneakers, though.”

Shitty hair looked at his feet before looking back at me. “We can deal with that afterward.” He then went about flexing in front of the nearby mirror. At that, I tried my best to look away. Sure, I’ve seen him change when we get into our PE and/or hero suits. But something about this was different. The way his arms looked as he flexed had my face heat up.

Shitty hair was a good-looking guy. But I shouldn’t be looking at him in such a way. It didn’t help that his muscles were slightly defined. Or the fact he likes showing off whenever he can. He has told me over text that he’s been looking for a workout buddy. I didn’t think he would ask me after what happened when he came over to my place. What would it be like to watch him?

As those thoughts filled my head, shitty hair went about showing a few other outfits. Some didn’t look good on him. Others I helped pick out for him. Even as I thought about what it would be like if it were just the two of us in my gym or any gym, my face just kept burning. Would he even be able to keep up with my workout routine? Then another thought passed my mind.

I watched as shitty hair tried on another pair of sneakers. “Do you take part in any type of sports?”

He didn’t even look at me as he answered. “Not really. Unless you count boxing? Since that’s what I have been doing for the past year to build up my strength.” Why did I suddenly feel disappointed at that answer? “What about you?”

“I do a range of parkour, some baseball. I even dabble in MMA. Then there’s figure skating, ice hockey, tennis. Let alone, I also ride a bike.”

Shitty hair placed back another pair of sneakers before looking up at me. “What haven’t you done, man?”

“My old hag put me in everything possible growing up. And everything I did, I had to win it.”

“What do you do for fun?” After checking out, we started to walk to the food court. What do I do for fun? What kind of question is that? I win. That’s the best part of everything I do. Sure, there’s mountain climbing and cooking. But those were things that I usually do with my old man. I don’t usually win anything in doing so.

“I’m not sure.” I took a bite of my burger and just kept staring at my food.

“Name something you like that your parents didn’t make you do. And something that has nothing to do with winning.”

“Then what’s the point of doing something if I’m not going to win?” Shitty hair just drank his soda as he shrugged his shoulders.

“I don’t know, man.”

When I got home, I was glad to see that there were no signs of my folks. I quickly rushed to my room and placed my bags in my closet. I’ll deal with that later tonight. I then went to our gym and went over to the wall of trophies. I’m in a family of winners.

Whenever I look through my parents' trophies, I feel very happy. They have always been my role models, and I wanted to be just like them - winning everything I set my sights on. I am quite competitive and always strive to be the best. I consistently achieve top grades, and I have been receiving tutoring since before elementary school. Moreover, I could have skipped grades, but I chose not to. When I went to cram school, I always studied with students who were three grades above me.

If I didn’t want to be a hero or go to UA, my parents would have me taking college courses. I’m technically so far ahead of everyone in everything. But I feel like I’m still so behind. I could do so much better. It was then I felt the tears running down my face when I spotted my dad’s fashion awards. Next to one was a picture of mom wearing dad’s winning dress. My parents are the definition of a power couple. So, I have to make sure I don’t break their winning record.

But when I came up to my first award, I barely recognized the boy in the photo next to it. I proudly display my award in the photo, which was given to me for winning my first spelling bee. My parents stand behind me, beaming with happiness, as the old hag holds up the trophy and my old man places a hand on her shoulder. However, as I glance at the photo, I feel a pang of frustration remembering what happened next. My stuttering caused me to nearly mispronounce a word, and the hag unleashed a torrent of verbal abuse for my mistake.

Every time I won something, I had to endure horrible memories of the aftermath. When I won the beauty pageant, I was yelled at for stumbling when the announcers called my name. After winning my first Little League game, I was yelled at for not constantly hitting home runs. I don't think I ever won anything without the hag screaming at me for the smallest mistake.

I tried my best not to cry as I walked out of the gym. And as I was heading upstairs, I faintly heard my folks. From the sound of it, the hag was screaming. Why was she mad this time? I stood hidden in the hallway as I tried to hear what their conversation was about. At least, I don’t want to show myself and have mom start yelling at me. “That idiot better not fuck up again!”

“Oh, for goodness sake, Mitsuki. Give the kid a chance. It was an honest mistake.” What were they talking about?

“Honest mistake, my ass, Masaru! He’s lucky I don’t beat the living shit out of him! I’m so fucking done with his bullshit!” I had to quickly cover my mouth before I started to run to my room. Were they talking about me? The hag always used that tone when she was mad at me. What did I do this time that she’s angry? What did I do that I earned a beating? I couldn’t stop crying when I finally reached my room.

Was it because I went out with a friend these past two days, instead of staying home? Was I not allowed to go out anymore? I at least made sure to text them that I had plans. I even made sure I did all my chores before heading out. What did I do wrong this time? Maybe the hag was angry about the hero costume again. Or did one of my teachers call her while I was out?

I quickly went under my bed as I braced myself for the possibility mom was coming. I tried to get as close to the wall as possible so that my feet weren’t sticking out. If she doesn’t see me, then she can’t hurt me. Then I remembered about my boots. Did I not put them on the shoe shelf after locking the door? Oh no! Maybe the hag is angry about that. Damn it!

It was so hard to breathe as I tried to keep quiet. Especially while trying not to cry. But it was so hard. Eventually, I was left hiccupping from how hard I was crying. I don’t know how long I was like this, but somehow nothing happened. Mom never came to my room. Is it safe now? Should I go check? I took a deep breath and slowly made my way from under my bed.

I looked around my room before spotting my alarm clock. It was just about time for dinner. So, I made sure that my special card was still in my pocket before taking another deep breath. With that, I made my way downstairs. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I could hear the old hag. “I saw the brat's boots. Do you think he’s in his room?”

“I’m not sure. Can you go check? Dinner is just about ready.”

I felt frozen in place as I watched as mom came into view. “I found him.” What should I do? The hag doesn’t look angry. Would it really be safe to get near her? “What’s the matter, brat?”

“I’m sorry.”

At that, mom looked confused. “For what?”

“For whatever mistake I made this time.”

Mom shook her head before closing the distance between us. She then wrapped her arms around me in a hug. “But you did nothing wrong.” She used her hand to make me look at her. “Did you hear me yelling at your old man again?” I quickly nodded. She let out a sigh before shaking her head. “Some new intern keeps messing up my schedule.”

“Oh.”

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Chapter 10

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‼️Trigger warnings‼️Sex, manipulation, toxic relationships, yandere, verbal abuse, degradation, mental illness, delusional thinking, gas lighting, brief mention of suicidal ideation, fragile psyche, co-dependency, enabling

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It’s been two weeks since the failed “Reconciliation” from hell took place.

The late night apology text you’d sent to Mina and Y/bf/n had been accepted by each of them individually, and also replied to with an apology of their own by the following morning. This didn’t mean that you and your once best friend were okay, not by any means, but you decided you weren’t going to be so hostile anymore (so long as she doesn’t criticize Bakugou again). Speaking of which, true to his word, Katsuki has not left you on your own for more than three to five minutes at a time.

Opting to join in rather than watch from the sidelines, you participate in the boys rigorous (and RIDICULOUS) workout regiments. You felt good about your improvement in such a short amount of time. Not to mention one night after an extremely difficult set of weight lifting, Katsuki had actually praised you for completing the set.

“I’m gonna throw up!”

“Just five more, you can do it y/n!”

Kirishima cheered for you, counting down the last five reps until you finished. You high five your cheerleader before promptly laying on the gym floor, “I’ll just be a minute…”. Katsuki waves off his friend with a mumbled “I got her” as he walks over to where you lay.

You open your eyes when a shadow blocks out the light above your closed lids, “Suki?”. He knelt down to help you sit up and forced his water bottle into your hand, “I wanted to uh…You should know that I….Ever since you started working out with us, you’ve started pushing yourself harder and harder, sometimes even to the brink, like you did just now…and making sure to see each difficult task through to the end….and well…I just gotta say I’m proud of you baby”.

Soon as he spoke that seemingly magical phrase; It was comical how your eyes grew wide and then seemed to cloud over with an accompanying goofy smile.

I’m proud of you…

Proud of you baby…

Proud…

Proud of you, y/n…

Y/n…

“Y/N! The hell is wrong with you?!”

Coming out of your trance to see Katsuki’s hand waving infront of your face had you feeling like a complete doofus. Rolling his eyes to the ceiling as he says “Let’s get back now, ya ditz”, easily getting to his feet and staring down at you expectantly.

“Suki?”

“What is it now?!”

“I uh..I can’t feel my legs”

“Oh come here you damn crybaby”

Even though he acted so put out by carrying you, he wasn’t able to hide the affectionate smile that came from doing so.

When the time for internships starts up again, you aren’t exactly excited….Even though you got invited by the one and only “Bunny Hero” herself, (who just so happens to be in the current Top five) to work at her agency. You were the only student she’s ever chosen; It was an exciting accomplishment, an honor, proof you were the best out of your female classmates! All you cared about was hearing those magic words from your lover again so soon; “M’proud of you princess, this is a big deal that both of us get to work with the current number one and number four heroes”. You could barely wait until you were behind closed doors before jumping Katsuki’s bones.

“F-Fuck baby what’s gotten into you?” Katsuki squeezes your hips as you slide up and down on his cock, watching it disappear inside of you again. “You, obviously” you giggle after stating the obvious. Noticing the annoyed tick above his brow you grind yourself down on his lap, moving your hips in a circle. You keep this up, alternating between bouncing and grinding on him, squeezing your velvety walls around his twitching length.

“Gonna cum for me Suki? Hmmm?” There you go teasing him again.

“Not until you do first” he growls, using the sparking pad of his index finger to press against your clit, earning a gasp from you. “That’s what I thought” Katsuki sneers before jackhammering up into you and fucking you through your orgasm that gave away into his own, “That’s it, Take my cum princess, this cunt is my own personal cum dump and you love it, don’t you baby?”.

“Y-Yes, love it, love you!" You moan at the warm feeling of his cum coating your insides. “C’mere”, you let him pull you down against his chest “Love you too pretty girl, more than you know”.

It took a full week of chasing Mirko around the city for you to start getting used to being away from Katsuki all day. The woman kept you on your toes, it was hard to spare your beloved a thought when you were hardly spared even five idle minutes. You worked hard, day in and day out, even got yourself a tiny picture in the newspaper!

“I have some boring interviews scheduled for the rest of the day” the buff bunny explains as you two enter her agency “So you can have the rest of the day to yourself y/n, have fun!”.

The rest of the day to yourself didn’t sound appealing at all…Katsuki would still be at Endeavor’s all day. After you’d changed back into your school uniform and bid the receptionist good bye, you stepped out onto the busy city sidewalk. Looking up at the surrounding buildings when an idea struck you, quickly unlocking your phone and making a call.

“Hey mom, are you busy?”

It took you only fifteen minutes to walk over to the Bakugou’s design studio. Once inside Mitsuki greets you cheerfully, “Look who came to see us Masaru!”. You wave sheepishly as a few other people in the room are starting at you curiously. The mousy brown haired man appears in a doorway to your right, “Oh hi y/n! What a suprise to see you, I figured-“ he’s cut off by his wife “Figured she’d be like our son and never make time for us? Of course not! Come with me y/n I want to show you something!”. It’s not like you could say “no” as her well done manicure bites into your shoulder blades while she steers you further inside the building.

You’d been here before to try on the clothes you wore in the fashion show, but this room she brought you to wasn’t one you’d been inside of yet. Opening up the locked door you are ushered inside a large room; The lights are warmer in color than the fluorescent hues outside of it, three different mannequins are positioned off to the side, a large cork board is hung up on a wall closest to the center of the room, it had many different sketches and scraps of various fabrics pinned to it.

“Wow” you looked around the room in fascination, never before had you been in her personal workspace. “Is this all stuff that you’ve been working on?” You ask, approaching the cork board and examining the different sketches.

“For the most part yes, Masaru helps me from time to time but this is mainly my personal room in the studio” the older woman explained as she came to stand beside you. This was something Mitsuki had always wanted; To be able to share her life’s work with someone who truly knew the value of it, sharing the same passion, and ambition she herself had.

“Are you working on these designs for another show?” You ask, this would be an easy Segway into what you’d really wanted to ask. “Some are for that, but I’m just working on things for our summer campaign now” she replies, little did you know, you weren’t the only one that had something else they were working up towards asking.

“I still haven’t been able to thank you enough for letting me represent your brand, it made me so happy that you put so much faith in me to do so…it’s the happiest I’ve been in ages” you say, turning towards Mitsuki to see she’s already looking at you.

“So you would want to do it again then?” She asks as nonchalantly as possible. “Yes! I mean…Of course, if you would consider giving me the opportunity that is…I’d love to just sit in and watch you work one day too if you’d allow it” you don’t even try to hide your excitement as you speak.

“So if I told you that I’d let you work on the new line with me, a line that you may or may not end up being the face of…what would you say to that?” She asks, walking back towards the large table opposite the cork board.

Your eyes widen, hands clasped infront of you as you stare at her “You…You would really allow me to do that? Are you serious?!”.

“Have I ever given you a reason to doubt me?” She asks, raising a blonde eyebrow, the same look you’d been given so many times by her son.

“No! Never! It’s just unreal…To be given such a special opportunity is just…” you don’t finish your sentence. This was something you’d dreamed of but never thought you’d achieve, you had a delicate touch but your quirk was anything but…It just seemed ideal to be a hero…but this…was this what you’d truly wanted to do? Your parents had scoffed at anything to do with creativity, they’d always pushed you to do “Something greater”.

Being here in this little space, you felt like your possibilities were endless. Someone was willing to not only introduce you to this elusive, exciting world, but also walk you through it? It was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

Coming from an upbringing where you were always pushed aside, never good enough for praise or attention, and finally having not just someone, but at least a handful of people that believed in you was so amazing.

“Y/n…Sweetheart are you okay?” Mitsuki asks as she comes to stand beside you again. You didn’t even realize you’d started crying, “Yeah…it’s just-“ you choke back a sob and suddenly you find yourself pulled into her arms “-It’s hard for me to accept that someone really believes in me”.

Hearing you say that made the older woman’s heart break and she hugged you tighter as you continued; “I grew up always feeling unwanted, I was second and my brother was always best…When they left me behind I finally accepted that they never wanted me around in the first place…Then when you guys not only gave me somewhere else to go, but happily accepted me as part of your family…It was the first time I ever felt wanted”. You couldn’t say anymore, you’d already said too much and as soon as you started apologizing you were immediately stopped.

“You don’t apologize for any of that, you hear me? None of that was your fault!”

You could hear it in her voice, Mitsuki was crying too, crying because of what you’d been through. You let her continue hugging you as tears silently slipped down your face, enjoying the warmth that only the embrace from a mother could provide, an entirely new experience to you. Who knows how long the two of you stood together, completely silent minus your sniffles and her soft shhhing as she comforted you. When she finally pulled away from you it was only to grab you by your shoulders, and when you looked her in the eye as she promised you’d never be put through something so horrible ever again.

You believed her.

Katsuki was exhausted as he rode the train home with Deku, and Todoroki.

That still didn’t stop the fear from welling up in his gut that you hadn’t spoken to him in the last four hours.

When he called, your voicemail answered him, meaning your phone was off. Nothing serious had happened on your side of the city today, or he’d have heard about it. Maybe you were back at the dorms already and just forgot to plug your phone in? He doubted it. You knew better.

His normally bad mood worsened on the walk back towards UA, after yelling at the two idiots accompanying him, he took off at a faster pace to walk ahead of them. You had to be there waiting for him, you just had to be…Relief washed over him as he reached the dormitory building, throwing the door open as he hurried inside. Entering the common area his eyes scanned the room, ignoring the greeting from his friends as he stomped over to them.

“Where’s y/n?”

The three of them stared back at him blankly, Kaminari was the first to speak up; “How should we know? Aren’t you her keeper?”. Kirishima quickly intervened to keep the electric blonde from getting his neck wrung, “To my knowledge, she hasn’t come back yet man, we’ve all been here for about an hour….Don’t you two usually ride the train back together?”. Bakugou huffs in response, turning on his heel and slamming his fist against the elevator button. The other boys watch him step inside and he glares back at them until the door slides closed, hiding the furious male within.

For the first time, you took full advantage of your 9 o’clock curfew!

You went out to dinner with Mitsuki and Masaru; They took you to some fancy restaurant you’d never been to, and the three of you engaged in light hearted conversation. They congratulated you on your internship placement, you updated them on the misadventures of their son, you three laughed at the various stories you told. They even got you and Katsuki a big slice of cake each from the bakery across the street. You were honestly kind of sad to say good bye when they dropped you back off at school.

Walking up the front steps leading to the front door of the dorms, a weight seemingly dropped into your stomach…You hadn’t even thought to check your phone in the last five hours. This was going to be all bad…Each step you took had your sense of dread increasing.

Movement from the corner of your eye had you immediately turn sideways, but nothing was there. The pathway lights hadn’t always been so dim, had they? The shadows around the courtyard seemed to be elongated, like they were stretching, reaching out towards you. You scrambled to get inside once the breeze picked up, carrying unintelligible whispers along with it.

The lights were out in the common area, only the blue light reflecting from the large TV filled the room. You saw a majority of your classmates huddled together around the room. You tip toed into the kitchen to put away the cake and your leftovers you’d saved for Katsuki. No one paid you any mind as you boarded the elevator. You tried to bring back the light hearted mood you’d been in earlier, but it was no good. The elevator doors opened and the fluorescent lights spilled out into the mostly darkened hallway. You forced yourself to step out and once you cleared the threshold, the doors slid shut behind you, leaving you alone in the dark.

Starting down it, you immediately felt watched, and the further you went the stronger sense of urgency and dread grew. Your room was closer, but….Katsuki’s room is safer. Katsuki. Safe. That was all that made sense to you, like a child playing a game of tag. By the time you reached the last corner you turn down to get to his room, you were sure something was behind you, so you ran. Just as you reached the door it swung open and all you could see was a black void, suddenly hands emerged to drag you into it and

Then it….it just wasn’t.

“Y/N! Where have you been?! You know how fucking worried I’ve been?!”

A super pissed off Katsuki was standing infront of you, gripping your arms painfully as he pulls you into the room and slams the door shut. The air around you was calm and quiet again, you made it, you were safe.

Or so you thought.

“I’m fucking talking to you! Stop ignoring me god dammit!”.

Was I hallucinating? I had to of been, so all of that wasn’t real? No…there’s no way…I’m not crazy! I’m n-

“Y/N!”

“WHAT?!”

Oh shit.

You and Katsuki both stared at each other, suprised that you raised your voice at him. Which he took the completely wrong way.

“You’re the one staying out late, making me worried about you and you have the audacity to get mad at me?!” He’s in your face now, enraged.

“I-I wasn’t mad, babe I”

“Don’t even “babe” me, where the fuck were you?!”

“I-I got done at Mirko’s early today since she had interviews…I went to see your mom and dad”

Katsuki deflated nearly instantly, “You…You went to see…?” He looked dumbstruck, mumbling to himself.

“Your mom and I had a really long talk and by the time we were finished they were done for the day, so the three of us went out to dinner and then they brought me back here…My phone must have died at some point” you nervously explained as he came and sat beside you on his bed “I-I’m really sorry for worrying you…please don’t be angry, I won’t do it again I-“. He held up a hand to silence you, “Stop….It’s fine, if you…since you were with them…I Know the old hag likes spending time with you, so im sure it was her fault you stayed out so late…C’mere”.

You let him pull you into his lap and wrap his arms around you, “You’re too important to me to lose…I can’t just have you running around alone”.

“I won’t do it again, I never wanted to upset you” you tried to make your remorse obvious, he allowed you to snuggle up to him.

It was exhausting to go back and forth from hero work, to assisting in designing clothing but you were doing it….Somehow. After working with Mitsuki and Masaru for over a month you’d figured out how to schedule everything accordingly. Then one afternoon Haori showed up to the studio looking terribly distressed.

Mitsuki pulled her into the back room and Masaru went to make her some tea (To calm the nerves he said) and you just sat there bewildered by the obviously panicked woman now occupying your creative space.

“I don’t know what to do! The girl that was supposed to be my head model for next weekend broke her leg in a snowboarding accident, who the hell goes snow boarding this time of year?!And right before such an important showcase for god sake!” The silver haired woman exclaims, taking the tea cup offered to her, She takes a sip “Thanks”.

You look down at the sketch you were working on, letting the three adults talk as you sink into your thoughts.

I had a lot of fun last time…Miss Haori really seems upset about this…It is technically my job to assist a citizen in need right? She’s obviously in need of someone to fill in for the girl that broke her leg…

You went back and forth with yourself for a few more minutes until you finally made a decision.

“What if I would be willing to fill in for the other girl?”

All three of them stop talking and turn to look at you, and you shift nervously behind the desk, “If mom is okay with that, I mean…”. The last thing you would want is to upset the person who gave you a place in her business. Both Masaru and Haori look from you to Mitsuki, the latter looking fairly nervous.

“I’ll let you use her this once, because you’re my best friend and I don’t want you to lose your investors…but don’t expect it again, I want her face associated with my brand only, got it?” Despite her agreement, the blonde woman’s tone was pretty icy. Apparently her silver haired counterpart was used to this, because she appeared unfazed while thanking her best friend and then you. They talked a little more and you took the time to check in with Katsuki, deciding that face to face would be a better way of telling him what you’d just signed yourself up for.

To your surprise he’d already messaged you:

I’m done for today, since I signed up for weekend patrol I got to leave early. I’m coming to pick you up from the studio, since our curfew is later than usual tonight, I wanna take you out.

So you better be ready when I get there!

That was five minute ago, you quickly started to gather your things,

“Mom is it okay if I leave early? Katsuki’s coming to get me!”.

“Ooooh” Haori teases and both women share a knowing smirk,

“That little brat better come in and say Hi, since he can’t even be bothered to reply to my texts these days”.

Suddenly you appear at her side, carefully holding a (pick a Color/Pattern) skirt, “Could I wear it? Please? please? please Mom?”. The skirt was significant because it’s the very first thing the two of you worked on and made together. She explains this to Haori as you get changed behind the curtain.

“It looks good on you, such a pretty daughter I have! Aren’t you jealous Haori?” Mitsuki teases her friend as you come back out to show her. Seeing his wife in such a good mood was rare, and considering their son was due to show up any minute it inevitably wouldn’t last, so Masaru decides to ask; “Honey, you and y/n should take a picture together, I don’t think we have any of the two of you”.

“Yeah! Let’s do it!” You happily agreed and with a sigh the older woman gets to her feet. Grabbing his camera and coming to join you two in front of the backdrop, he positions you both perfectly and moves back to take the picture. You take three (at Mitsuki’s insistance ) and just as you two get to look at the images a loud BANG! echoes from outside, followed by another, and one more after that.

“Looks like your prince has arrived, Princess” teases Haori as she notices you give yourself a once over in the mirror. “That’s funny you say that because that’s actually his little pet name for her” Mitsuki says, winking at her best friend as you suddenly become flustered, “Aw what’re you blushing for?!”. They both start to laugh and Masaru gives you a sympathetic smile, as the door swings open. In stomps Katsuki, dressed casually with his hair looking as windswept as ever. “Well look at you Casanova” Katsuki brushes off his aunts teasing with a huff before asking “Where’s my girl?”.

“I’m right here!” You call out while exiting the photography room, his parents following after you. The tension visibly leaves his shoulders as soon as he sees you, a tiny grin replacing his annoyed scowl as you reach out to hug him.

“Aren’t you going to say hi to your parents?” The scowl immediately returns as he releases you to glare at his mother, still he heeded her request “Hi pops, Hi auntie, old hag” he nods at her after saying this. You and Masaru release the exact same sigh as the two of them start exchanging insults, Haori merely watches the scenario play out with a bemused expression.

To keep them from really going after each other you tap Katsuki’s arm to get his attention; “Did you notice my outfit Suki? This is the skirt mom helped me make, does it look good?”. He pauses mid insult to look you up and down a few times, “It’s good…for your first try”.

You deflate instantly.

“Anyway; Let’s go I’m hungry” he doesn’t leave room for you to disagree as he begins dragging you with him. You give a light hearted wave to the other three as you and Katsuki walk out the door.

Apparently he’s already picked out where you two are going as he pulls you along down the sidewalk. You don’t even try to stop pouting, he’d genuinely hurt your feelings and didn’t care. He just proceeded to tell you about his day, complain about Deku, and Todoroki, mentioned the couple pointers Endeavor gave him and how he’d implemented them in his attacks.

All the way to the restaurant, and even after you were seated, he continued to talk about himself without missing a beat. Feeling your phone vibrate, you fish it out of your purse and unlock the screen.

Mitsuki had texted you;

He’s stupid, don’t get down on yourself over what he thinks!

😘

She’d also attached the picture of you two to the message, looking at it made you smile. This got Katsuki’s attention instantly and he finally stopped talking about himself; “The fuck are you smiling at your phone for? Who the hell is texting you anyway?!”. You glare at him and respond with a clipped “Your mother”. He rolls his eyes, and crossed his arms, obviously pissed off. Your phone alerts again to show one more message:

I’ll pick you up at 11:30 on Sunday to go to your fitting at Haori’s.

You respond with a simple

See you then ☺️

Placing your phone back in your bag you look up with a start. The way Katsuki was looking at you, was terrifying; His eyes were so dark, the normal blood red was tinted black.

The lamp above your table started flickering, looking around the room no one else seemed to be having any sort of problem. Then you feel a hand grasp your forearm, and when you turn back your staring into those now completely black eyes. They start drawing you in like that same void from the other night.

Then it’s all gone.

Your still at the table, in the restaurant, with Katsuki who appears perfectly normal to you now. Albeit a weird look on his face, “You good?”.

“Im fine” it comes out almost robotic sounding.

He looks like he doesn’t believe you.

For the first time, you really don’t care if he does or not.

“Hey you alright? You look kinda…dead on your feet?”

It’s Sunday, and you are about halfway through your fitting at Haori’s studio.

One of the other models, Anastasia was looking at you strangely as she pulled you off to the side. That’s right she asked you a question; “Ah Um a little tired…but I’ll be okay”.

“Madame says that you are also a UA student in the hero course” she peeks around the corner to make sure no one is coming, before you respond she pulls a tiny pink case from her bra.

“Take one of these, I’ll give you a few…”

She shakes three pills out, they are white with blue speckles on them.

“What are-?”

“Something to help you manage your schedules a little bit better” she winks at you before walking away.

You felt the exhaustion in your bones.

Glancing down at your palm, you stare at the pills. One of the first things you learn as a kid is never to accept things from strangers…but that girl seemed nice enough, she was pretty and well spoken. Ever since that god awful date night you’d had with Katsuki, the two of you have hardly been speaking to each other. You still sleep together, and keep in the same vicinity, just enough to keep the codependency withdrawals at bay. You’ve been stuck in your head ever since those damn hallucinations had started, maybe this will help you feel better. So you dry swallowed one of the tiny pills and hurried after Anastasia.

It only took about fifteen minutes before you were instantly energized.

Everything around you felt like it was moving in fast forward, but you could keep up! When you were all done and walking back towards the car with Mitsuki you still felt that amazing rush.

“You seem like you’re in much better spirits than you were this morning, what changed?” She asks as you both get in the car “Probably getting a break from Katsuki hm?”. You knew you could talk to her, she’d proved to be trustworthy, and you wanted to talk anyway, so you did.

“The dinner we went to was god awful, after he insulted me infront of you guys all he did was talk about himself, and I was obviously sad…He didn’t notice, or he probably just didn’t care, and then he got mad at me for smiling at your text, I dunno who he thought I was talking to…The other day when we were being all cute and stuff I told him that I wanted to be perfect for him because I really do mom, I want us to stay together forever! Even though it sounds lame, and you know what he said to me? He said “You will be” like what does that even mean?” You took a deep breath and looked at her expectantly.

Didn’t she warn him about watching how he spoke to you? You and Masaru were so much alike, that made it easy for her to manipulate tell you what you needed to hear; “Even though he’d hardly ever admit it out loud, you are the most important thing to him, more important than being the best, more than being the top hero, that boy would be lost without you, he was all out of whack when you broke up with him before, which is why he was acting so aggressive towards you, because he couldn’t understand why you didn’t want to be around him…That really hurt him you know? Never tell him I told you this, but He called me crying more than once about it, saying you really believed all those bad things you said about him, so maybe it would just be for the best if you took his bullshit once in a while…he’s stressed out right now, and he depends on you to help him carry that burden, because that’s what people that love each other do…does that make sense sweetheart?” She spoke with such sincerity, and her motherly aura was so comforting to you. You couldn’t help but agree; “Im so selfish, I didn’t even realize I was hurting him..I didn’t mean to I just got upset and embarrassed the other night…I’ll apologize to him properly when he gets back from his patrol with endeavor tonight…Thank you for pointing that out mom, I’d never have realized it!”. Mitsuki returned your kind smile with one of her own, “Anytime sweet heart, it’s what I’m here for…Want to get lunch before I take you back to school?”.

“Yes please!”

Katsuki was going to get an earful from her as soon as she could get ahold of him. He couldn’t expect his mother to constantly smooth over his mistakes when it came to hurting you, she didn’t like being manipulative with you, she preferred to just say things outright…Once that brat had you locked down he could act stupid, but not now, it was important to make sure you were happy.

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[arbitrarycategories]

hahaha so remember when I promised bkdk funeral?? ages ago right?? Well HERE IT IS FRIENDS. pain, as ordered!

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[sugarlywhispers]

Just thinking about Bakugou falling to the floor, laughing –silently, shoulders shaking– as you try to ease your son's sadness over his own dad crying in laugh at an awful drawing the kid did of you. Artistic, you called it, which made Bakugou loose it completely.

"It's ugly," your five year old son says, pouting and looking deflected.

"Oh, no, honey... it's b-beautiful!" You're trying so fucking hard not to laugh too.

At least you have the decency to hide it, trying to be as kind and gentle with your son as possible. Contrary to your husband, Bakugou Katsuki, who is almost laying on the floor, not hiding his laughs at all. The bitch.

Your son sighs in sadness. "It's good, honey, I promise. You just... You just have to keep it up, okay? If this is what you like, do it. Keep drawing and practicing until you feel good, alright?"

"But daddy is laughing..."

That makes your husband laugh louder and harder, now completely laying on the floor.

"DADDY DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING, ANYWAY. DON'T LISTEN TO HIM!" You yell over the strenuous laugh of Katsuki, before throwing one of the pillows of the couch at him, successfully hitting him on the face.

"Do you like it, mommy?" Your son's pretty wet puppy eyes makes you melt.

"Of course I do. I'm going to put it over the fridge door, like I do with all your drawings, baby," you promise as you hug your son. He hides his face on your neck as his little arms hug you back tightly around your neck.

Your eyes found Katsuki's, who is still on the floor, crying. His eyes then find again the drawing that it's forgotten on the floor and he begins laughing again.

You are so gonna kick his ass.

But you have to admit... the drawing is funny.

#just some fluffy family stuff lol #my dad is like this too lol #its tough love ya know🤣🤣✌🏼😆 #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #mha bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou katsuki #bnha fluff #mha fluff #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou drabble #bakugou fluff #bakugou imagines

[sorrowfulrosebud]

Cont of this

*Wails profusely at the idea of reader walking in on Katsuki and baby play fighting in the nursery*

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The thick mahogany door separating your hall to your living room creaked loudly as you pushed it open before kicking off your shoes. You sigh in relief; you adored your friends, but by god could Mina and Denki talk.

“Katsuki? Keiko? I’m home my babies!” You shouted into the silence of your usually noisy home, before realising that Keiko could be down for a nap.

The delicious aromatic smell of Katsuki’s noodles filtered through the air and enticed you to your spotless kitchen. A small note was left on your kitchen island with Katsuki’s neat handwriting.

Hope you had a good time out with the losers, food’s in the fridge and Kei had his bottle. We’re probably upstairs in the nursery

- love, Ki

You smiled at his loving note, before prepping the food and tucking in.

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After the delectable dish of noodles and vegetables, you meandered your way up the stairs to the large nursery you had for Keiko. You crept the white door open slowly, before tears started pricking at your eyes.

Katsuki was laying on the floor with your chunky baby resting on his chest with a tiny Dynamight costume on. Katsuki was making Keiko punch his face, revelling in his laughter.

“What the hell?! Why is this hero so damn strong?!” He pretended to be scared as he gently manoeuvred Keiko’s tiny fists to make contact with his cheeks. Keiko was giggling away, drooly mouth flashing his proud daddy his singular tooth. Katsuki let out little “pew pew” and “whoopash” noises at every point of contact.

“No more Mr Hero! I’m too weak, don’t punch me again!” He faked groans of pain as he repeatedly made Keiko punch his cheeks, before delivering the final blow.

Katsuki slumped his head to the side as he made convincing sounds of death.

“Blehhhhggg,” he moaned as he died. Keiko laughed loudly as he tried to plunge for his daddy. Katsuki let out his own laugh as he snuggled his baby closer to him.

“This certainly looks like naptime,” you laughed out loud as Katsuki jumped.

“Uhhh. He woke up?” He offered, embarrassed you saw him admit defeat for his son. You shook your head playfully as you approached your two heroes.

You picked Keiko up as he cooed in your arms.

“You did a wonderful job of beating your daddy up, Keiko,” you nuzzled your face into his slightly pink cheeks, earning a babble.

Katsuki smiled widely at his family before groaning at the way his legs had gone numb from the assault from his son. He joined your hug, swaying the three of you softly together. Katsuki pressed small kisses to each of you as Keiko burbled away. You nuzzled your face into Katsuki’s neck, smiling when you feel him smile back.

“I missed you both today,” you murmured. Katsuki continued to smile.

“We missed you too, didn’t we little guy?” He nudged Keiko, who yawned sleepily in response. He rubbed his eyes before nestling into you, breaths slowly deepening as you gave him a gentle goodnight kiss.

“Time for a real nap now, isn’t it sweetheart?” You murmured, giving your husband a pointed look, who only let out a breathy laugh.

“Ain’t my fault he’s a damn good hero.”

#bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou x reader fluff #bakugou #domestic bakugou #just him. with his family. ISJRJRNNGNF #*spongebob voice* the gang’s all here. AUGH #Him being so soft and gentle with his baby boy I’m salivating

[crybaby-bkg]

you know what’s absolutely terrifying???? having to cut a baby’s nails………

Katsuki has to cut your baby’s fingernails when he discovers a tiny little scratch by her eye one morning. it’s barely there, a small thing, but it’s there, marring her little face nonetheless. he frowns at her when he holds her the next morning, her dreamy eyes alert and blinking up at him, she smiles.

“Now I gotta cut yer claws down,” he mutters to her, voice quiet as to not wake your sleeping form in the bedroom. he pads throughout the house with her chubby face resting on his shoulder, her gums gnawing at his bare skin, but he doesn’t seem to mind it.

he finds himself in a conundrum though, once he realizes just how fucking—how sharp the damn clippers are. they’re tiny, lavender in color, but they’re meant to cut though the nail with such precision. and yes, he’s a pro hero, has had to adopt the title of EMT, firefighter, emergency surgeon a few times in his life when need be.

but…those people weren’t his baby girl. they weren’t this tiny and precious, and they never looked up at him with a face so similar to his, it makes his heart squeeze tight in his chest. he frowns at her again, even deeper, and this makes her hiccup a little giggle, gummy smile spreading wide.

“You’re only gonna wear mittens from here on out,” he grumbles after a while, finally daring to pick up a tiny hand that she instantly curls around his thick finger. it’s the cutest image, he thinks to himself, but he catches sight of the jagged nail, the culprit. his heart squeezes even tighter though, when he realizes that he can’t protect her from every hurt in the world, even if the hurt comes from her own hands. and the realization is an aching one, but he tells himself that he, at least, can patch her up.

you walk in minutes later, find Bakugou curled over your daughter in the rocking chair he built for her room. his tongue pokes from the corner of his mouth in concentration, his eyebrows furrowed. your daughter babbles to him the whole time, her sweet voice cooing the softest little noises that he responds back to.

“I know, I know,” he mumbles to her. “Ya don’t like baths, and don’t like your nails cut, either. What other shit do you hate, huh?” he asks, and she seemingly responds with a long, sighed out coo. it makes him smile, despite the way his hands slightly shake when he cuts the next nail. he’s terrified, of somehow hurting her even more, of cutting too close, of scratching her. but he treks on, and kisses her fat little fingers every time he clips another nail.

#I thought about this earlier and it made me WEEP #bc cutting a baby’s fingernails is a TERRIFYING and terrible experience #and if you cut too close/low and make them cry???? ohhhh just send me to hell at that point #I’ve never actually done it sjdhdjd but I’m TRAUMATIZED seeing my sister do it #and I just think he wants to be so careful and sweet with his baby but he’s terrified of hurting them even more!!! #I love him goodbye #I’m sooooo freaking sleepy tho we had such a long day doing stuff w my family and nieces #I’m BEAT!!!!! #but Christmas is in a few hours and I’m excited ^_^ #bakugou treats! 🍬 #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #dad bkg