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Unfortunately things have changed, i was thinking about changing blog right off from the start but i felt like it was just a phase but here i am, saying goodbye to this blog :,(
this will be effective when the 15 years late series finishes that I've been working on !! And also the series itself was the one who made this blog go sky high ><
as for the requests that have been in my drafts n inbox,, they will be posted on the new acc :)) + some headcanons n fics except the series will be reposted soon ♡
↻—tw: mention of abortion, violent words, suicide, anxiety, angst, little fluff, a SOFTIE BAKUGOU
↻—summary: leaving you and your son, bakugou must find a way redeeming the both of you despite he’s 15 years late.
↻—wc: 2.74k
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↻—disclaimer!
All the characters and events depicted are fictitious. Any resemblance to a person living or dead is purely coincidental.
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— heheheh enjoy the drama <333 wow this is super late omg HAHHAH my bad,, we r so close to the end omg im so excited on how this will turn out!! + have a nice day/noon/afternoon/night!! ♡♡
Kirishima was worried.
He looked at his friend who was covering his face and kept screaming at it. He remembered seeing bakugou on his doorstep and crashed at night, scowling even more than he used to. He definitely knows what’s up. He shut his mouth silently for about 2 hours then decided to ask him. After the dinner he made, he inquired. “Bakugou, you okay?”
Bakugou sighed deeply at his friend’s question, “I fucked up.”
From bakugou’s voice, it got him worried even more, “W-what do you mean you fucked up? Did something happen?” he asked. He sat down on the couch in front of him and waited for his answer.
“Remember mika ori?” he nodded.
“She came to me when I was on my way to y/n’s shop,” he paused, “she then insisted on meeting her, clearly she’s fucking up my plan.”
“Dude..”
Bakugou perked up to see kisihima’s face in a worried state, “she is your ex right? The ‘mika ori’?”
↻—tw: mention of abortion, violent words, suicide, anxiety, angst, little fluff, a SOFTIE BAKUGOU
↻—summary: leaving you and your son, bakugou must find a way redeeming the both of you despite he’s 15 years late.
↻—wc: 2.74k
↻—:: series m.list
↻—disclaimer!
All the characters and events depicted are fictitious. Any resemblance to a person living or dead is purely coincidental.
↻— navi :: m.list :: join the taglist!
— heheheh enjoy the drama <333 wow this is super late omg HAHHAH my bad,, we r so close to the end omg im so excited on how this will turn out!! + have a nice day/noon/afternoon/night!! ♡♡
Kirishima was worried.
He looked at his friend who was covering his face and kept screaming at it. He remembered seeing bakugou on his doorstep and crashed at night, scowling even more than he used to. He definitely knows what’s up. He shut his mouth silently for about 2 hours then decided to ask him. After the dinner he made, he inquired. “Bakugou, you okay?”
Bakugou sighed deeply at his friend’s question, “I fucked up.”
From bakugou’s voice, it got him worried even more, “W-what do you mean you fucked up? Did something happen?” he asked. He sat down on the couch in front of him and waited for his answer.
“Remember mika ori?” he nodded.
“She came to me when I was on my way to y/n’s shop,” he paused, “she then insisted on meeting her, clearly she’s fucking up my plan.”
“Dude..”
Bakugou perked up to see kisihima’s face in a worried state, “she is your ex right? The ‘mika ori’?”
“You know damn well she is.”
Kirishima cursed under his breath. He is aware of Bakugou's plan until the end. Afterall, he's the one of the persons who Bakugou trusts. But the plan didn’t go as planned because a major factor intervened, and it was mika ori.
“So what’s the plan now?”
Bakugou thought he was already at 70% on completing his plan and came back from square one. How will he talk to you again? He clearly saw your face earlier, your eyes widened when you saw Mika patted him. He knows that you know his likes and dislikes. Plus, Mitsuya gave his full trust to him, he can’t let him down this time again. He clearly missed a decade and five, he can’t let this minor intervention be the result of his downfall. Not on his watch.
Yaoyorozu was worried.
She thought that this is too much for you to handle but you shushed her.
She looked at you going back and forth in your living room, rambling, and cursing out while she was sitting down and sweatdropped at your situation. The night happened when that woman called bakugou "katsuki" really gets on your nerves.
Bakugou leaned on the couch and sighed even more, “we need to get her outta the plan and i’ll try to talk to y/n once more.
"I've been through shit and this little incident?! Oh my god, that's not like me!" You ranted, "redeeming himself to me and mitsuya— more like it's all mitsuya! Why would he say that when he has someone else?! Because he's the number 2 hero?! The audacity—"
"y/n—"
"So doing those flirty shenanigans was just a game?! Those 'sorry' 'i will make it up for you' crap?"
"Can you just please—"
"How bold of that woman to look at me as if i'm a nobody? She'll be kneeling at me when I slap her perfect porcelain skin with my calloused hands! I'm literally gonna get violent-"
"Y/N!"
you stopped pacing back and forth in front of your friend. Realizing the words you have just said, "sorry-"
Yaoyorozu gestured for you to sit next to her and opened her hands, welcoming you in her embrace. " I know this whole situation shook you up, but u think you should take a break from coming to the shop and avoid all the bad things that are affecting you." You breathe out slowly, “I think I should, but who’s gonna manage the shop?”
“There’s a manager for a reason y/n,” she advised. Yaoyorozu convincing you to take a break was a struggle for her, even in the past, she would be needing shinsou’s quirk to make you fall asleep on overworking yourself. She turned her position to you, she wondered. Why would you really react to the little meeting of the woman she didn't also know?
“y/n, listen to me,” you turned your head in her direction, “hm?”, you hummed in response, “based on my thoughts, the way you reacted was like- i mean, i think you still have an ounce of feelings for bakugou?”
You scoffed, “ha? Why would i? He’s been pestering me ever since! Why would I have an ounce of feelings for him?”
“You’re in denial, y/n. Come on, tell me. Do you really want him back?”
You pondered and tried to recollect the things that have happened to you. First, In the cemetery, second, the incident mitsuya had, then, the consecutive visits of him to your shop. Yes, you forgave him in a sense that It was only for Mitsuya's sake. But that one night, he kissed you cheek that caught you guard down.
“Don’t go thinking that I'll just redeem myself on our kid. I like winning at everything. And i will make you mine.”
That’s right. You started believing in him, hoping that it could change everything. But it really did change when the woman beside him, holding his arm and casually patting it, called him by his given name.
“Is it selfish?”
You said in a low voice, that yaoyorozu couldn’t hear it correctly, “can you repeat that again?” she asked.
“Is it selfish? Of me catching feelings for him, I mean,” There are times you can take things so well that people will eventually say that you are strong. But sometimes, even the strongest person has its weak moments too. Just like you, starting to cry. Yaoyorozu instinctively hugged you. In many years, she has seen, talked, and got to spend time with you, she’ll make it up to you and be more supportive than ever.
“Shh.. there’s nothing wrong on that,”
You broke the hug and she used her quir to make a handkerchief and gave it to you, “thanks, yaomomo… i would’ve bawled my eyes out without you.” you softly wipe your eyes on the handkerchief. You’ve calmed down a bit and took a moment of silence to think.
“y/n… can i ask something?”
“Sure, what’s up?”
“What’s the name of the woman?”
“You better not pull out a sniper on her, you'll ruin your career.”, she chuckled at your immediate answer. She laughed and shook her head, “no, no, i’m just curious, who knows i already know her.” she replied. “Hmm… I think she goes by the name Mika Ori.” you answered.
Her eyes widened and looked at you with a surprised face.
“What’s with that look?”
“The woman you met was Mika Ori? Are you kidding me?!”
“Uh.. yes, do you… know her?”
She stood up from her seat, this time, she was the one whow a spacing back and forth’ “s-she’s… a bitch!”
You chuckled amusingly, “I'm surprised you could say such vulgar words from your royal mouth.” you commented.
“That woman was Bakugou's ex!”
Oh.
“Really? They’re getting back together aren’t they?”
Yaoyoyorozo shook her head. “No, Bakugou broke up with her, after just 4 months in a relationship. But she’s so madly in love with him! Even midoriya-san was worried.”
“That’s creepy.”
“It is!”
You rested your head on the sofa and sighed loudly, “this is a drag, i don’t know what to do with it anymore. I’m serious about that. I have a lot in my plates. Mitsuya, myself, the shop, and mom.”
The topic you spoke made yaoyorozu’s head turn on you. “Wait, I haven't seen aunty l/n. Did she go on a vacation or something?” she asked. You cracked a smile at her question, “heh, no, she died.”
Yaoyorozu instinctively covered her mouth with her hand, “w-when?” you replied, “9 years ago. It was kind of surprising at some point, I didn't notice she was feeling that way. I feel accountable for her death. The day I got pregnant, I gave birth, the expenses, I feel I've been burdening her. But later on, when I was fixing her old stuff, I found a couple of envelopes filled with money and on the back of it, it had my name and Mitsuya on separate envelopes. She has been planning that all along. Probably waited for Mitsuya to grow older and lessen the trauma, but she was wrong.
The money I used to build the shop was her money, in honor of her. She’s one heck of a mother. If she was alive, I would've spoiled her rotten with the things she had done to me.”
The talk became more and more sad as Yaoyorozu cried even more than you. It was the first time she heard about this after all. To her, she was a second guardian to her. It was getting late, you would have convinced mitsuya to go straight to his bedroom if he ever saw you cry but to your luck, he way switch hisfirends having a sleepover. You guided Yaoyorozu to the door and bid her a goodbye, “see you tomorrow yaomomo, you should probably take a rest now, you have a patrol tomorrow,” you bid goodbye. Then she replied, “yeah, i’ll see you tomorrow too, and by the way, meet me at my building at 9:00 in the morning okay?”
“Sure I will.”
“Great, I must be going now, bye y/n!”
You made a small wave, “bye,” then yaoyorozu left. You slowly closed the door, not wanting your neighbors to get disturbed, you went to the kitchen and drank some water. After that, you turned off every light in the house and went straight ahead in your room. You plopped yourself onto the bed, making you feel more satisfied.
The next day was terrible, for bakugou of course. He was currently sitting down once again on a meeting with his other colleagues. Yaoyorozu herself was the one presenting to everyone the plan along with hero commissions. Bakugou's mind was somewhere else, in a country he has to save, he has one thing that he must save. It was hard, for him of course. How could you expect that you almost got what you wanted for a long time just slowly leaving away in your grasp? He didn't like the idea. Once he has a set goal in his mind, he doesn't give up on it.
He pulled out his phone and opened it, to see a notification sent 4 minutes ago.
"dynamight?"
unknown number
How could you block my number katsuki!
He moved his head upwards, "are you still with us?" yaoyorozu inquired.
"I am. Just continue," he replied.
He scrunched his eyebrows as he read the message. 'Fuck you for ruining my plan,' he thought.
Great.
Now he was in the frontline for the operation.
Yaoyorozu made a look at kirishima. Mentally asked him what was happening to bakugou. He shook his head and with his mouth forming a thin line, something's wrong. After the meeting, Bakugou was the first to get out of the room, following Kirishima behind him.
Yaoyorozu also followed them. She herself doesn't want to judge unless she knows both parties well. Irrational thinking is not her thing, she is a woman of knowledge and rationality after all. She didn't even think twice about going to bakugou. As an important person like you, she has to do something.
The two looked at her. "Bakugou-san, i intend to disturb you this time around but i have to ask you something," she paused, "what will you do if y/n won't accept you this time?
I don't want her to be down with all the pain she had. I know I had the nerve to say this after fifteen years without talking to her. But I truly care for her,"
Bakugou looked down on his shoes and raised his head up, "if she won't then I have no choice for that, she's her own self to choose, it was my fault from all of those past years," answered. Yaoyorozu hummed in response, "thanks for telling me your side, it's up to you whether to talk to her or not, just don't be the cause of her pain this time," she said lastly and left.
She looked at the time on her phone. With her eyes widening, she rushed out from the office and left the building.
Since recess wasn’t that long, the bell rang and everyone came back inside of their respective classrooms. A clapping sound can be heard in the front, “alright everyone, since we're already finished our finals, the hero department has their internships, now, our department has prepared also some of our own internships.
“It’s unusual,” Mitsuya mumbled in the school's corridor. It was around recess when he was standing there for a minute or three. He felt this unsettling feeling that he feels crawling on his skin. He couldn’t get the idea of it, instead, he just went back to the classroom and probably slept on his desk.
Akagi on the side immediately stood up and rushed on Yuno and Mitsuya, ”so, what are you gonna fill up as?” he inquired. Yuno placed his hand on his chin, trying to think what to choose. “Hmm, it’s kind of difficult to choose,” he turned his head onto Mitsuya and asked, “What are you gonna fill the form as?”
All of you are assigned in different locations in group of 4, in different locations in japan, you must fill out these forms, we will be dividing you 4 based on the similarities of your forms that you will be filling it up,” the teacher gave the forms in the front and passed it on the back, “the payments are all free, all we need is your parent’s consents to finalize the process. And remember, this limited internship will serve as your midterms in your 2nd semester, we won’t be using written works in the meantime since we will be looking at your real-life performances. Good luck to all of you, don’t worry, a lot of these things will happen in your future years during highschool, so go all out on your wants .”
Without any questions, he wrote down something, the two looked closer to see what he just wrote on his form.
Photography.
“Eh?! Really? That’s so unlike you—”
A vein popped out from his forehead, “it’s none of your business glasses,” he growled.
The trio passed their papers and waited for their teachers, and mostly everyone in the class passed their forms, “the parents' consent form will be given after school but first, we will be giving you guys some groups based on your filled out forms, If one of you won’t get to be allowed to go, we can make a few adjustments. The trio literally sticked to one another, not that he was complaining but he is rather relieved to begin with, who knows if he gets paired to the other kids in the room, it will hopefully happen something drastic. Everyone knows that he was the son of the country’s number two hero, Dynamight, after the annual sports festival.
The last member was unexpected, It was a girl. The girl looked at the trio who was also looking at her, immediately her face turned red and covered her face with her hands, “don’t look at me at the same time, i got tense up pretty badly,” she lowly said enough for the trio to look away.
“Our bad,” they synced.
When he was on his way home, he happened to be waiting in his dad’s office, he was leaning on the wall beside his door, and waited.
Without any hesitation, mistuya opened the door to see his dad, sitting on the chair with loads of papers stacked on top of each other. “Sucks to be you I guess,” he commented.
A lump on his throat when heard his son’s voice, he shifted his eyes on him while Mitsuya was just wandering in his office. The atmosphere was so thick that both of them almost choked on it. Mitsuya first broke the silence, “how was your plan going?” he asked.
“It’s been good, just couple of talking will suffice enough”
Mitsuya paused and looked at bakugou who was intently looking at the paper, he shifted his eyes back on his tracks and gave a reply, “that’s good i guess, and i think i have to go,” he turned and went to the door,”see you old man”,then he left the office room. Bakugou sighed loudly as he turned his seat on the huge glass panel he had behind him that shows the entire Musutafu City.
i'm so fucking tired of international media reporting on the philippine election with the undertone of "poor uncivilized savage uneducated little brown asian country is so so sooooo stupid for electing a dictator's son" as if there aren't thousands on the streets protesting it, as if there isn't electoral fraud, as if there aren't people staying at voting precincts for over 24 hours just to be denied their right to vote, as if this isn't a product of decades of US-backed imperialism and as if foreign powers don't have a hand in this decades-long project of historical revisionism. if you aren't reporting about the philippine election with these contexts in mind then don't report at all because fuck you we do not need your pity nor your "help"
gn! reader | requested ✓ | genre: fluff + slight hurt for them :(
yes, kinda the opposite version of this
Fushiguro Megumi
— “really?” your voice spoke softly, surprised before expressing your concern. you’re one of, if not the only person he feels like he could always be vulnerable and safe. he nods, still visibly upset as you wrap your arms around him.
for him to be so vocal about his request must’ve meant a much more draining day than usual, and judging by the lack of bruises, it seems like a hug is indeed what he needs right now. he keeps shaking his head, almost as if he’s denying everything, wanting it to stop. you just hold tighter, hoping it steadies what’s running in his head. “sorry,” Megumi whispers, reluctantly pulling away after a few minutes. “i got carried away.” he composes himself, resting his hands on your waist and eyeing the ground.
“don’t be,” you assure him, pulling him in again to give more of what he needs, “i got you.” in times when he feels like he’s about to give up, you won't— and you’ll remind him that more often if you need to. you’ll be there for him.
Itadori Yuuji
— as much as he’s often the one brightening and making days lighter, there are instances when Itadori needs it for himself. he never really tells what happens, but he is willing to tell how you can help if you want to.
today, he faces your back as he rests his head on your shoulder, standing still, mumbling a solemn hi. you look over and pat his head, finishing up your task as you listen to his request. “how many do you need?” you accept, and your arms open for him, jokingly expecting to get toppled (affectionately). “all of it.” but his tone implied that this was more serious. he just… doesn’t say much, his arms rest on your shoulders while you do the same, both holding on as many minutes pass by.
“it’ll get better, okay?” you place a chaste kiss on his temple, wishing that whatever’s going on surely will. burying himself further at the crook of your neck, grinning and thinking that with you, it seems like it really would. he pulls away, facing you with the expression you’re more familiar with. he joyfully leans into your forehead, replying, “okay.”
WE NEEESEEEEDSD PART 8 OF 15? YEARS RN!!!?!❤️❤️❤️💕💕💕❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️😍😍😍😍😍😍🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶❣️❣️ ITS SO GOOD IVE LITOR SPENT MY WHOLE AFTERNOON RESDINT ALL THR CHAPTERSSSSS PLSSS WE NEED PART 8
LUV LUV THE HYPE OMG !!!! heheheh,, i think pt.8 will be posted sometime around may 16 or so? Bc my finals are coming up hehehee + YASSS GURL U BINGED IT ?!?!? 😳🛐🛐 hand in marriage pls 🥴
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"Y/n! Braid my hair please!" Your friends asked you. You were sitting casually on the chair with your feet on the desk. People might say it's not feminine of a girl to sit like a man. Fuck that, you didn't care at all. You groaned loudly.
It is not that you hated doing that, you have those times that you just don't feel like doing it. "Fine, but you three gotta treat me snacks after class." You replied. They immediately sat down in the vacant seats beside you.
Your classroom has its islands, in every different friend group. The boys, playing mobile games besides the window, the other girls sleeping in the front, and the others were absent or skipped class, it was vacant time after all. Kids from other classes also came inside. Because they hot separated this year and wanted to hang out with them.
As you finished braiding the two, itadori from the other room, came inside so casually and talked to the bays, laughing and even doing their things. You were facing the boy's direction while you braided your friend's hair.
And you also noticed the stared you felt coming from them, especially itadori. You stared at your classmate and squinted your eyes as if you're asking him indirectly if there's something wrong with you, why they were looking at you like that.
Moments later, itadori stood up and walked towards you. The boys behind him cheered like kids in the playground. You raised your head as you see your peripheral vision that someone was walking towrds you.
You raised both of your eyebrows and asked, "hm? do you need anything?"
Without any hesitation, he straightly said.
"I have a crush on you y/n."
⁰⁰⁴.notes: Not gonna lie but this is one of my experience back in 9th grade, HAHAHAH pls, i was really caught off guard because of that, i couldn't say anything and it made me speechless. But my friend after that said that maybe they're palying with me because im so easy to fool T-T + his attitude is really like yuuji omg 0///0 +++ i will be back posting again after finals !! <33
