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Alright ladies, you've spoken and I hear you. Our guy Midoriya put up a good fight but Bakugou won so I'll be publishing his story sometime next week, I got the first three chapters down but keep in mind that I don't have beta readers so forgive any mistakes. Feel free to point them out kindly!
A gentle reminder that it's a slow burn, I've already got the first three arcs planned out so don't worry about getting bored. Buckle up, it's gonna be a long ride. The steam series has begun.
i push through (when you're losing steam) TBP
bakugou katsuki x reader
When headstrong Pro Hero Océanida finds herself in a sticky situation with the press, her reluctant saviour crashes into her life in the form of Japan’s No. 3 Hero, Dynamight, also known as the bane of her existence. And it’s only a matter of time until they drown in their own lies.
mobula birostris - [fluff, crack]
bakugou katsuki x reader
Dynamight is in a prickly situation and he doesn’t want you, some extra, to help.
the best medicine - [fluff]
includes Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shoto, Midoriya Izuku and Shinsou Hitoshi
Your boyfriend finds out you’ve gotten sick with covid-19.
He’s trying his damnedest to keep his eyes off your glamorously clad figure, but it proves to be nothing short of a gargantuan task when the shade of your dress accentuates your eyes and matches your jewelry in one flawless vision worthy of those fashion magazines his sister insists he buys for her every time he visits their childhood home. But worst of all is your makeup, the glittery shadows on your eyelids and glossy sheen on your lips pulling him in as if you had wrapped an actual rope around his frame, keeping him bound to you.
It’s hard to breathe when you’re this close and he swears he can catch a whiff of your perfume, never mind that there’s a crowd around you and he can only imagine what you’d smell like if your bodies touched, your warmth seeping into him like sunlight.
Truth be told, he’s never been one for parties and fancy events like these, however, this was one he couldn’t refuse, no matter how much he wanted to. This has been his fantasy ever since he met you, after all, all the way back in his last year of high school. You, wrapped in elegant clothes, beaming at all your friends who compliment you endlessly on your engagement and that gorgeous ring snugly wrapped around your finger. Absolutely glowing with a lovesick gaze, all for the man you’ve chosen to marry.
The only thing that wasn’t part of his fantasy were the arms of another man wrapped around your waist rather than his own.
It’s too bad, he supposes, that you fell in love with his friend before you met him.
Perhaps in another lifetime, you’ll choose him instead.
How could he? When you don’t even realize how utterly dismissive of other possible “suitors” you are. Not giving anyone a second glance, eyes straying over to where he is if you two happen to be in the same room, reserving that sweet tone of your voice for when you call his name, shamelessly flashing that pretty ring he gave you whenever someone gets too close for comfort.
It’s not as if he wants to be jealous, far from it. It’s just baffling to think that, in all of your years together, he can’t remember any time he felt threatened by another. To make him burn with anger and freeze in fear over losing you is but a mere fantasy for those who admire you from afar, knowing that you will never like them back.
It hits him one day when you're all hanging out with your shared circle of friends and acquaintances, laughing at their antics and engaging in friendly banter with those closest to you. His friends, in particular, are well aware of his jealous streak, inquiring about the green-eyed beast they had seen in his younger years with past lovers. If the confused look on your face isn't enough indication, his own hesitation before answering gives them all the information they need. They're skeptical, of course. Him? Never getting jealous? What a joke.
"I've never seen him jealous," your earnest answer leaves them gobsmacked, now staring at him as if he's sprouted four more limbs. "he's not really the jealous type." That's a lie and he knows it, so why can't he think of any event that proves it? He frowns, glancing back at you as if you'd know any better than him. But the loving glint in your eyes when he meets your gaze it's like a sucker punch to the gut, heart throbbing at the sheer adoration making you glow.
Of course, he realizes. It's not that he's suddenly become the type of man who can see his love being flirted with without batting an eye or that he gives people the benefit of the doubt. It's that you have single-handedly helped him overcome his insecurities, healing his emotional wounds with your unbridled love and unwavering loyalty. Similarly, his commitment to you is just as strong, as the trust you've built the longer your relationship progressed further deepened your bond.
He's feeling breathless, in awe of you and hopelessly lovestruck, staring at you as if you're the only person in the room. Your shared friends jokingly gag at the sight, teasing remarks and cat-calls filling the room when he boldly leans in to kiss you, melting into you when your lips move against his own with practiced ease.
It's perfect, he can only sigh in bliss, once again realizing that he'd never find someone who loved him like you did. Someone he loved just as deeply, wholly, and desperately.
bittersweet - straw hats crew x f!reader [angst]
In your last moments, your crewmates reflect on their time with you before saying goodbye.
the best medicine - multiple BNHA characters [fluff]
includes Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shoto, Midoriya Izuku and Shinsou Hitoshi
Your boyfriend finds out you’ve gotten sick with covid-19.
mobula birostris - Bakugou Katsuki [fluff, crack]
Dynamight is in a prickly situation and he doesn’t want you, some extra, to help.
untitled - various x reader [fluff]
Includes One Piece, Boku No Hero Academia, Jujutsu Kaisen, Obey Me!, Haikyuu!!, Genshin Impact, Katekyo Hitman Reborn!, Shingeki No Kyojin, Kuroko No Basket, Naruto
Jealousy is something he's known all his life, right until he met you.
broken fantasy - suna rintaro x reader [angst]
He's always envisioned how you'd look after he proposed to you, reality is more than he thought he could handle.
includes: Straw Hats crew x f!reader
warnings: major character death
summary: In your last moments, your crewmates reflect on their time with you before saying goodbye.
content: angst, slight fluff, can be read as romantic or platonic, no spoilers, 1.5k words.
Dying was never part of the plan.
Then again, none of this was ever part of the plan, from getting experimented on to meeting a rowdy pirate crew that called themselves the Straw Hats to end up joining them, thus starting what would be the biggest adventure of your whole life. Of course, you regretted it from time to time, it was a wonder how this wasn’t one of those times.
Well, maybe a little bit. You didn’t like seeing tears further dirtying Luffy’s face. It didn’t suit him, you weren’t used to seeing him with anything but a huge smile on his face, the smile that gave you hope despite everything. Your ears were still ringing but you thought you could vaguely hear Nami’s cries, or were they Chopper’s? It was hard to say, the poison had spread fast and you were certain that the blurriness in your vision wasn’t because of tears, as your eyes were dry and bloodshot, most likely from the toxins pumping through your veins, making each breath just a little more painful and… Was it just you or was Zoro screaming? You honestly couldn’t tell anymore. Your eyes closed as your body fell forward, stopping as Luffy’s arms wrapped around your torso to hold you up, making your chin rest on his shoulder.
“Hang on!” Your captain called your name hoarsely, snapping his head to the side, desperate yells piercing through the air as Chopper clumsily dashed over to where you were, slumped over Luffy’s shaking form. “Chopper!”
“D-Don’t worry, I will save her!” Chopper’s fur was wet, snot and salty water mixing as he cried, his voice cracking at the vowels of your name while his arms reached out to help stabilize you. It hurt your heart to see them so distraught and you hated that there was nothing you could do to comfort them.
“Chopper… Stop.” Both of them froze, Luffy’s body growing stiff against your clammy skin. “It’s okay… I’m not scared,” the words tasted bitter in your mouth, in contrast to the serene look on your worn-out features. Blood was trickling down your forehead, hanging on your eyelashes and joining the tiny trail spilling from the corners of your lips. “I’m happy to die… for my crew.” You meant it, your heart had never felt lighter.
“Oi! What the fuck are you going on about?! You can’t just–!” Zoro’s voice was unmistakable, rough like the numerous knives on your body. From the looks of it, your peaceful declaration hadn’t settled well with him. You wished you could meet his gaze one last time, blissfully unaware of the milky sheen on yours. It was then that Chopper realized, with a heartbroken sob, that it was truly too late. “Chopper, do something! Hurry up!”
“Moss-head…” Zoro’s earrings jingled when he turned to look at Sanji, ready to cuss him out until he saw the look on his face, somber and pleading. It dawned on him that the cook had already begrudgingly accepted that this was it. But the swordsman wasn’t known for admitting defeat that easily, if ever.
“Save it, you damn– ,” he was cut off when a pale, delicate hand landed on his broad shoulder, Robin’s lips set in a thin line, the only thing betraying her true feelings was the tight grip she had on him.
“Zoro.” Her eyes were fixated on your battered form, her brow furrowing at your labored breathing. “This isn’t the time. She’s too far gone.” It was Franky’s turn to lose composure, aggressively kicking away the remnants of what had once been a beautiful tree. Taking away the destroyed flora, the unconscious enemies around you and your own blood splattering the ground, this could’ve been called a scenic place to die.
“B-B-But Chopper can fix her up! He always can! R-Right, Chopper?! Tell Robin that she’s wrong!” Usopp’s arms were tightly wound around Nami, both of their eyes growing misty, holding each other up in a fruitless attempt to hold it together. At the archeologist’s soft murmur of your name, their hopes were shattered, Nami’s knees buckling under the weight of her grief, almost taking Usopp with her, forcing him to stand up straighter than before, for once staring at death right in the eye. If only it wasn’t your bloodied face staring back…
Brook remained silent, for once devoid of all joy. It was happening again, someone he held dear was being taken away from him all too soon, your life cut short at the capricious hands of fate. Jinbei had a similar expression on his face, choosing to honor your wishes as you clearly didn’t want to leave them without a proper goodbye.
“Why…?” Luffy, who hadn’t stopped crying, tried shaking you as if that would rip you out of your dazed state, your hair tickling his cheek as you didn’t have enough strength to lift your head up to look at him properly. “Why did you do it?!” He kept yelling your name, now crushing you against his scarred chest, refusing to let you go. “You can’t leave us!” A choked sob rocked his body, a shiver running down your spine at the sheer pain lacing his youthful voice.
Chopper was clinging to your leg, burying his face in your calf to hide his swollen eyes. “I’m sorry, I-I’m so sorry! Please…” The mink was talking to himself at this point, stuck between begging whatever deity was listening and apologizing to you for not getting to you in time, for not being smart enough to find a cure. Zoro’s grip on the hilt of his sword tightened, loathing the helplessness wrapping around their group viciously, refusing to look away from you, still being held up by the devil fruit user’s embrace. His heart was fighting tooth and nail to keep itself from breaking, minuscule cracks growing the heavier your eyes got. Unbeknownst to him, there was already a scar in the shape of you.
Sanji gritted his teeth, taking a few steps in your direction, blinking away the moisture building up in his lash line, he didn’t want to miss any detail in your face, knowing it was the last time he’d ever get to admire it. In his eyes, you were as beautiful as ever, not even death could take your beauty away from you. Nothing would convince him otherwise.
Their allies could only watch, growing restless as the silence continued, were you gone already? None of them were close enough to see your face clearly, your crewmates had formed a circle around you, protecting you from unwanted eyes. Each of them had different opinions on your rambunctious group, however, none of them could deny that you were fiercely loyal to each other and seeing such a tight-knit crew lose a member was disheartening, a few of them inching closer to their own. It was an unspoken agreement, to pay their respects to the person who had given it her all to win this battle, saving them from a similar fate.
“Because… you called me your friend.”
Your soft voice cut through their thoughts seamlessly, a few gasps escaping from Nami, Usopp and Chopper. Zoro’s eye widened, almost losing his grip when the meaning behind that phrase registered in his brain; whereas Sanji chose to let his feelings take over, slowly sinking to his knees. Brook hung his head, and if he had eyes, he would’ve closed them, not wanting to witness the inevitable. Franky, on the other hand, kept his steely gaze on you, his fists growing tighter with each droplet of your blood that had touched the ground, none of this made any sense to the cyborg whose robotic body shook with the strength of his pained weeping. Your sweet words were like a knife to Jinbei’s kind heart, all of his memories with you as part of the crew playing like a cinematic sequence in his mind, you were one of the first to approach him when he had finally accepted Luffy’s invite. Robin could only smile, finally allowing her tears to drip down her face, wishing she could hold you for one last time. Life without you was unfathomable to them at this point, could this truly be reality? Wasn’t there any way to rewind time to save you?
None of them could see Luffy’s face, his reaction to you admitting that you were willingly exchanging your life for theirs in the name of your friendship. But it wasn’t hard to guess, seeing as he’d pressed his face into your neck, inhaling your scent to soothe his racing heart, torn to pieces by you and his inability to help you. He knew from the moment that he saw you that you would become an important part of his crew, however, he never imagined that it would end like this. He wasn’t ready to continue his journey without you. How could he become the King of the Pirates if you weren’t by his side?
“You truly are the best crew I could’ve asked for. I’m thankful for you… From the bottom of my heart, thank you.” Your eyes were fully closed, the corners of your lips curling up ever so slightly in a loving smile. It was a breathtaking image that would be branded into their hearts forever, sealed with your very last words to them.
kenma and i really said enemies to lovers trope 👁👄👁 but also bf kita ??? all the hcs of (w)ho(l)esome gc coming to life 🌝
tagging: @prettysetterplaylist @nishinoyawn @toorusquill @millie-mint @akasuns @k-eijiakaashi @gabbywubby @currentconcern and anyone else who sees this >:))
ok i love everything about this like Daichi would stop me from doing stupid things, Akaashi would be so attentive to me, i’d play fight with Koganegawa, Bokuto would be the bEST KISSER, Lev would treat me right, Yamaguchi would be so sweet, i’d have the best banters with my bro Tendou, Terushima would be little shit, and since i’m a middle blocker i’d have fun playing with Bokuto 🥺
sORRY I GOT TOO CARRIED AWAY BUT I JUST LOVED THIS SM
@katsuhoee GiRL I WANNA SEE YOU WRITE THAT SHIT😭😭😭😭 omg omg we *gotta* talk about this👀👀 Tysm for tagging me, baby, you're a fucking angel💖💖 Mwah mwah!!🥺😚💕💕
OMG THE ACCURACY😭😭 MY BEST FRIEND IS TORA FUCK YES✨✨ hasjdks so Atsumu likes me but I like his brother Osamu who hates me😭😭 imma guess my first kiss was in elementary so we don't talk about this ladksk my sibling is Kentaro omg imma die but I love it so much, yes yes yes!! Also Konoha is so attractive, like, how tf am I supposed to focus if he's on my team???? GOSHIKI DON'T BE A DICK AND LET ME KISS MY MEN IN PEACE, PLEASE 😤😤 Aone baby, you're the best, but we all know Kenma is my endgame🥺😔💕💕
Enough of my rambling gsfkdflas this was so much fun!! Have fun playing this, lovelies💖💖
pairing(s): Bakugou Katsuki x gn!reader, Todoroki Shouto x gn!reader, Midoriya Izuku x gn!reader, Shinsou Hitoshi x gn!reader
summary: Your boyfriend finds out you’ve gotten sick with covid-19.
genre: fluff
word count: 1.4k
notes: I wrote this for a dear friend who’s been sick lately and I hope this cheers up anyone who might be feeling down about this terrible situation. Please remember to take good care of yourself, okay? Stay safe, lovelies💕
♡B A K U G O U K A T S U K I♡
Ø He’s not happy.
Ø For a minute, he thinks you’re joking.
Ø You have to be.
Ø You can see how he changes gears through your phone screen.
Ø There’s a lot of yelling and a couple of mini-explosions going on.
Ø He demands to know how you caught it and why you weren’t smart enough to not catch it.
Ø He thinks you’re an absolute dumbass for getting sick, to be honest.
Ø He doesn't watch the news obsessively as some other people do; he only checks them out every other week because he knows that the virus won’t magically disappear in a short while.
Ø Oh boy, you better start taking better care of yourself, or else he'll come to beat your ass when everything's over.
Ø No, he won’t visit you or baby you just because you got sick.
Ø It may bother him a lot but he’s aware that it won’t do any good if he comes near you when you’re like this so he keeps his distance.
Ø That doesn’t mean he doesn’t text you a little bit more than usual, though.
Ø His texts are aggressive and it looks more like he’s scolding you rather than being worried about you.
Ø But you know him well enough to see that this is his way of showing that he cares.
Ø He bullies you into eating proper meals, keeping a reasonable sleeping schedule (taking naps is only acceptable because he’s aware that COVID-19 is a bitch who drains you, so he keeps his nagging to a minimum... Sometimes), exercising, etcetera.
Ø He’s a scary nurse, you should be grateful he’s not in there with you.
Ø He won’t admit it to you or anyone else but the reason he’s so angry and tense is that he’s concerned about your wellbeing.
Ø And there’s nothing he can do to make it better, that’s what kills him.
Ø He couldn’t protect you fand now he has to watch you suffer.
Ø It’s the worst thing about all of this.
Ø So you better recover soon because he doesn’t want to waste his time fussing about your sorry self!
Ø You’re not a weakling, are you? Beat that virus’ ass!
♡T O D O R O K I S H O U T O♡
Ø The shift in his facial expression is almost unnoticeable, only the slight furrow of his eyebrows lets you know that he doesn’t like what he’s hearing.
Ø He keeps tabs on the news about the virus, mostly because of his mom than anything else.
Ø You don’t have to be hospitalized? Okay, that’s good.
Ø At first, he wants to go see you but then he remembers that he’s endangering himself and everyone around him by doing that.
Ø So, begrudgingly, he desists from doing so.
Ø It doesn’t stop him from sending you curt texts wondering about your health with a few typos here and there.
Ø Sometimes he sends you stickers that have nothing to do with that he just told you on accident. Shouto isn’t the most tech-savvy because he never had someone to text when he was younger, but he’s trying!
Ø He offers to send the best doctors in the country to your house, you know, in case you need anything or the symptoms get worse.
Ø Hospital bills shouldn’t worry you, either, he’s got you covered if there’s any complication with your recovery.
Ø He’s happy that you’re taking good care of yourself now, if you weren’t he’d have to be less calm about the whole ordeal.
Ø Don’t disappoint this boy; he cares so much about you so seeing you letting the virus change your lifestyle would crush him.
Ø He Googles how to take care of a sick person when you’re not with them, the results aren’t as good as he wished.
Ø He’s good at lifting your mood, even if he’s unaware of it.
Ø Sometimes he asks you to “eat with him”, video-calls are a good way to make sure that you are fulfilling your promises to him.
Ø And he feels closer to you by doing so.
Ø He asks about your day and tells you about his, anything to let you know that he waits for the day where he can actually see you and share these moments with you.
Ø That should be enough motivation to get better, don’t you think?
Ø Honestly, he prefers calling you over texting you, it’s more personal and you can identify the tone he’s using when talking to you.
Ø The silences are nice, as well, nothing is awkward now that you’ve gotten used to his quiet nature.
Ø He likes hearing your voice, it’s a reminder that not everything’s so bad; at least he still has you.
Ø He’s looking forward to being reunited with you.
♡M I D O R I Y A I Z U K U♡
Ø It doesn’t matter if it’s deadly or not, he’s going to panic at first.
Ø He sputters, shock written all over his face before grimacing, the reality of it finally sinking in.
Ø He’s always watching the news and keeping updated on the COVID-19 breakouts.
Ø He knows what the symptoms are; honestly, it terrifies him that the virus is so aggressive to the human body.
Ø He doesn’t ask you any questions about how you got infected, whether it’s serious or not is what matters to him.
Ø Once you tell him it's not life-threatening, he lets out a huge sigh of relief.
Ø You almost gave him a heart attack right there.
Ø He won’t visit you, for he can’t risk catching the virus and passing it to his mom.
Ø He encourages you to drink a lot of water and get proper hours of sleep; he also sends you links about how to deal with the fever and every update about the stats of recovered patients.
Ø When you take naps during the day because of the fatigue, he sends you short but meaningful voicemails to cheer you up.
Ø Overall, you can trust that he will be very worried about you but he’ll try to help in any way he can, even if he can’t physically be there for you.
Ø If you don’t want to think about your illness, he’ll respect that and do his best to keep your mind off of it.
♡S H I N S O U H I T O S H I♡
Ø His dad is a doctor, Hitoshi knows what’s up.
Ø Well, more like he asks his dad what’s up.
Ø He doesn’t really bother to watch the news when his family keeps updated on pretty much the most important bits about COVID-19.
Ø Nonetheless, he’s still worried. He’s your boyfriend, after all.
Ø He knows you’ve been practicing social distance to the best of your ability but, apparently, that wasn’t enough.
Ø He’s glad that you’re not terribly sick but he wishes you didn’t have to go through any of that at all.
Ø Suddenly, knowing the most worrisome details about the virus isn’t that great…
Ø Still, he practically demands you to know what you’re doing now that you caught the virus.
Ø Are you staying up all night? Are you eating junk food? Are you, God forbid, dehydrated? Did you just say you don’t even remember what the last thing you ate was?
Ø It puts him in a gloomy mood to know that there’s not a cure yet.
Ø He hates being sick so of course, he doesn't wish that upon you.
Ø He’s not as passionate as the other two but he does try to cheer you up, in his own way.
Ø He won’t let you think about your illness, for once he’s the one texting first and actively looking for different topics to talk about.
Ø He’s more of a go-with-the-flow guy when it comes to maintaining a conversation but he’d be damned if he doesn’t make an effort for you.
Ø He’ll tease you if you whine about losing your sense of smell and taste; there’s a good chance he’ll give you tips about what to eat and tell you to take naps if you’re tired.
Ø Even if he has his own way of keeping you from going crazy with worry, you should never think that he’s as composed as he may appear.
Ø When you’re fully recovered and quarantine is over, Hitoshi will be all over you.
pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x gn!reader
genre: fluff, slight crack
summary: Dynamight is in a prickly situation and he doesn’t want you, some extra, to help.
word count: 1.5k
notes: This is for you, sweetie💕 @katsuhoee
The news stations were all over it, the heart-stopping battle between the No. 2 Pro Hero Dynamight and a new villain duo who dubbed themselves as Manta and Raya, respectively.
Bakugou didn’t have all the details, having rushed in once he heard about the attacks to the civilians near the area he was patrolling in, all he knew was that those good-for-nothing pieces of shit were dead once he got his hands on them.
Right as of now, he ended up destroying half a building that was under construction, the press was going to be on his ass about it for who knows how long, no doubt, and his assistant was going to have a heart attack once he saw all the bills to pay for the damages.
Thankfully, nobody died… Yet.
It was your job to make sure that didn’t happen, seeing as Bakugou was too busy blasting his way up to a skyscraper. What was it with villains and high places? Seriously.
You rushed to the scene, the wind making your eyes water and ruffling your hero costume. Oh, to be young again and not worry about falling to your death. You wondered why you ever thought that using grappling hooks to transport yourself was a good idea.
You landed roughly on the pavement, making your way over to the civilians and ushering them away from the area to avoid casualties. You knew that those villains had dangerous quirks, it was a miracle they had avoided fatally wounding someone this long.
“T-They paralyzed me… One of them shocked my sister b-but I don’t know which one did it,” a middle-aged man told you as you helped him to sit up, making you furrow your brows. Paralysis? Shocking? Suddenly, the villains’ names made much more sense… How corny, you thought.
“Thank you, please stay put. Medical help will be here soon,” you promised, your combat boots thudding against the pavement as you ran away to aid Bakugou when said enforcements arrived. Dear Lord, getting up there was going to be a huge pain in the ass.
“I could be eating a burger right now but those fuckers had to go and ruin my evening,” you grunted, muttering curses under your breath as you shot your grappling hook, feeling a familiar stab of pain running through your bicep, straining your shoulder as it yanked your form from the ground and up to the ceiling it stuck onto.
Quickly, you shot a second hook before your face got smashed against a wall, propelling yourself to the skyscraper where Bakugou was still fighting. In the end, you ended up having to use three hooks, maybe you should ask for new ones with a longer rope.
You made the mistake of glancing down, nausea overtaking you for a second and taking your breath away, anxiety curling in your gut until you forced yourself to look away, climbing onto the rooftop and inhaling deeply; it proved to be useless, though, since the next thing you saw nearly knocked you on your ass.
A villain laid on a puddle of his own blood oozing from his head, near to a haphazard trail of blackened spots that were all over the roof. There was a hooded figure standing in front of the fallen villain, angry shouts slightly muffled from his face mask as he threw himself at Bakugou, who threw an explosion in his face in retaliation.
“Zero!” Your yell caught the hero’s attention, who snapped his head to your general direction, the fire on his ruby gaze sending a shiver down your spine.
“What the fuck- why are you here, shitty extra?!” His words were punctuated by a nasty undercut to his foe, the sickening snap of bone being purposefully pushed from its rightful place making you wince. Damn, he was as merciless as ever, but that shouldn’t have surprised you. Even if you didn’t have the, err, pleasure of being his classmate in your teen years, everyone with Wi-Fi and their grandmother knew of the fierce hero and his near-unstable temper.
“You’re taking the spotlight, asshole! Move over!” You weren’t going to budge, though; your skin was bursting with excitement and seeing him getting all the action wasn’t sitting well with you in the slightest. You wanted to kick some ass, too! It was unfair that he looked so hot doing it by himself, dammit. Granted, you were still a rookie but that didn’t mean you were entirely useless.
“As if! Find your own shitface to kill or I’ll throw you off this roof, idiot!” Ignoring his threat, you threw one of your trusty boomerang knives to Manta, its sleek blade catching the glare of the sun as it flew through the air. Unfortunately, the man flipped backward to evade it just a few seconds before it could even graze him. Huh.
“Ya better try harder than that, kid!” He mocked you, taking you off guard with his speed as his hand shot out to grab your arm, nearly making you lose your balance as you side-stepped, kicking him on the back to try and stun him.
You came to regret that, the electroshock from making contact with his bare skin wasn’t something you saw coming. Who the hell used hooded crop tops that high these days, anyway?! You could almost see his armpits.
“Fuck!” Bakugou cursed, seeing your face contort in pain before you regained your senses, getting away from your opponent as soon as you could. “What the hell was that?! If you’re just going to drag me down, stay away!” Your pride hurt way more than your leg did, how were you supposed to know he was the one with the electric quirk? Still, there was no time to dwell on this, for the black-haired male was already making his way over to the two of you.
“Shut up and help me catch him, jackass!” You grunted out, your hand already going to your utility belt, grabbing your gun. It was filled with sleep-inducing bullets; a single shot was enough to make an elephant zonk out. You didn’t hear your begrudging partner’s response, the fried nerves of your leg were giving you a hard time in standing straight, your aim was going to suffer if you didn’t recover soon, shit.
It was a team effort; somehow Bakugou had managed to render Manta immobile after a long struggle, keeping him in a headlock while you took aim, a cold bead of sweat running down the side of your face as you shot at the villain’s chest, effectively putting him to sleep.
But not before he managed to send a powerful electric current through Bakugou’s middle, Manta’s sudden dead weight being more than enough to make him stumble and topple over the building.
The bloodcurdling scream that escaped you left your throat sore, your heart rate escalating dangerously as adrenaline took over, you seemed to fly as you jumped after him, scaring the civilians watching the scene but you paid no mind to them, you didn’t even hear them.
Bakugou’s eyes were wide open as he watched the rooftop disappear, the ground coming closer without him being able to move, his nerves were momentarily damaged by Manta’s quirk.
So this was it.
Was this how he was going to die?
No, you refused to accept that.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
You angled your body, gaining more speed and crashing against Bakugou’s sturdier frame, desperately wrapping your arm around him while your legs intertwined with his own, holding him tight against you. Your free hand fumbled for a few agonizing seconds that felt like an eternity for you, grasping your grapple gun in a white-knuckle grip and shooting to the nearest ceiling, almost crying out in relief when you felt the tell-tale pull from the hook.
Your fingers dug deeper into his skin, gritting your teeth at the pain of supporting his weight alongside yours, good God, it hurt. A grunt left your lips once your side slammed against the building, shielding Bakugou from it.
“Bakugou? You okay? Hey.” Your eyes were wild, searching for his with a heart-wrenching expression on your face; you didn’t even notice that you had called him by his name instead of his hero alias as you usually did.
The sun was casting its glow on you, making the shade of your eyes shimmer beautifully, it was enough to make him take a sharp inhale, mesmerized by how strong you looked, holding him up as if it was nothing.
He was taking a bit too long to reply, was he still in shock?
“Bakugou, answer me! Goddamn, did that dickhead fry your brain, too?!” Your melodramatic cry was enough to snap him out of his daze, his signature scowl coming back as he glared at you ferociously, making you gulp. Maybe you shouldn’t have grabbed him from the waist as Tarzan did with Jane.
“SHUT UP, STUPID EXTRA! PUT ME DOWN BEFORE I BLOW YOU TO MARS, DIMWIT!” Oh, hell, your eardrums were ringing now that he literally screamed in your ears.
“Damn, not even a thank you? You’re such an ass, you know?”
“PUT ME DOWN!”
“Yeah, yeah… I’m on it.”
Maybe you didn’t get to look as cool in front of him as you wanted but at least now you had numerous pictures of you holding him in midair, just like a couple! It was a win in your book and, hopefully, you’d be able to impress him more in the future.
