i have an ask sitting in my inbox asking about what kind of yanderes my faves are that i havent finished answering it because im making a whole. thing. character analysis kinda about it. O cant help myself i love to yap
Hii! Do you know about that one trend where "asking my partner permition to eat" in public or with their parents, now imagine reader doing this to bakugo infront of mitsuki
She would beat up his ass LMAO
── ✶ before you read: fem reader ; established relationship ; mitsuki and masaru are good parents ; katsuki has an aneurysm (almost) ; masterlist.
YOU ARE TOO FUNNY FOR THIS ASK LMAOOO
“Kats, am I allowed to order a drink, too?” You whisper. “This one seems good. It’s okay if I can’t, though.”
Katsuki stiffens, turning to you in disbelief. The waitress pauses. Mitsuki raises a brow. Masaru looks up from the menu in concern.
“What the fuck do you mean allowed—what…what are you talkin’ about?”
“Am I allowed to get it?” You ask, like it’s a simple question. You give him a confused look before you add, “I don’t want to order too much and then upset you.”
The waitress gives him a look from the corner of her eyes. It’s a nasty look if you’ve ever seen one, and coupled by Mitsuki’s eyes narrowing at her son, you have to fight every bone in your body not to laugh.
“Did your head get knocked loose?” He does a double take. “Why the fuck would I be upset? You…okay, you know what,” he turns to the waitress, already having enough of your antics, and says, “add a large drink to that, please.”
“A large drink, got it,” she nods slowly, jotting it down. “How generous of you.”
You bite your lip when he stares after her incredulously as she walks away. And as soon as the waitress is gone, he has another problem just waiting.
You start, “Thanks for letting me get a drink today—”
“And just what do you mean let?!” Mitsuki cuts in, staring between you and her son.
You blink at her with your best innocent look. (One good thing about making it your lifelong hobby to get under Katsuki’s skin is that you’ve learned you’re very good at the innocent look. Exceedingly good.)
“Well, I mean, I know how he feels about me ordering things, so I just wanted to check that it was okay—”
“Hah!? What the fuck are you talkin’ about?” Katsuki stares. “How do I feel about you ordering things?”
You shrug sheepishly, feigning, to your credit, a very convincingly nervous look. “I just didn’t want to upset you.”
The look on Masaru’s face twists immediately to heartbreak—like he can’t believe his son would turn out this way. Meanwhile, Mitsuki’s eyes narrow into dangerous slits. Katsuki waves a hand gesturing at you in shock as if to ask, are you seeing this? he stares at his parents helplessly.
“She’s messin’ around, I swear, she always does this—”
“Katsuki.”
“Don’t Katsuki me—I haven’t done anything!”
“You know,” Masaru says carefully, eyeing his son in disappointment, “sometimes people don’t realize they’re behaving a certain way until there are signs. But we have to look at the signs for what they are, son.”
“Dad—”
“No, let me finish.” Masaru holds up a hand. “You’re supposed to be equals in a relationship. If she’s worried about upsetting you over something as simple as ordering a drink, maybe you should ask yourself why she feels that way.”
“Because she’s insane!”
“Katsuki!” Mitsuki hisses, pointing a finger at him as she says, “don’t call her that! The only reason for that is because you’re driving her crazy—look at her! The poor thing! She’s shaking over there, and it’s because of you!”
“She’s not shakin’ for shit! Look—look at her! She’s fighting back a fuckin’ smug little look on her face because she’s—”
Mitsuki suddenly reaches across the table and catches him by the ear. “What have I told you about making girls feel respected, huh? This is why they’ve never liked you! And now one finally does and you’re scaring her off?”
“Ow—you fucking hag!”
She gives his ear a sharp tug. “Language.”
“Ow! Let go, you old—”
You look up innocently, “Please don’t scold him, he’ll be in a bad mood when we get home.”
Mitsuki yanks his ear harder at that, steam practically pouring from her own ears, and Masaru holds a hand to his chin in deep, concerned thought.
“Just what happens at home when it’s just the two of you, huh? Why is she scared about what’ll happen when you’re home?!”
“Nothing! Literally fuckin’ nothing, she terrorizes me at home, if anything! Look with your eyes, you old hag!”
Finally taking mercy on him, you chuckle, reaching over to ruffle Katsuki’s hair. He gives you a nasty side glare, but it softens just a smidge when you lean into his side and kiss his cheek.
“I was only kidding,” you beam at Mitsuki, “I just wanted to make him sweat a bit.”
She looks at you with a cautious gaze, her fingers still tightly wrapped around Katsuki’s poor (and red) earlobe as she asks, “Are you sure you’re not just protecting him?”
“Oh don’t worry,” you hum, patting your boyfriend’s chest as he shakes his head in irritation, “you’d be the first to know if he acts even the slightest bit out of line.”
“I never get a chance to be out of line, cause you’re the bossiest—”
Just then, the waitress arrives with your drinks. She sets yours down first. “Here you go, honey.” Then she places Katsuki’s down. The sour look she gives him could practically curdle milk. “Sir.”
Katsuki stares after her as she walks off, and you giggle as you pinch his cheek affectionately. “We should come back here next week, huh baby?”
“Yeah, if my face isn’t on a wanted poster at the door,” he grumbles under his breath.
You reach over with a cheeky grin, grabbing his drink and taking a sip before taking another from your own glass. After a moment of contemplating, you hum, “I like your drink better. I’m taking it. Here—” you slide him yours as you pull his own glass to your side of the table. “You take that one.”
He turns to his mother and waves a hand. “See?! She terrorizes me!”
“I’m not seeing a problem,” she says, giving him a less than impressed look. “All I’m seeing is a poor girl finally realizing her worth after dealing with your nonsense.”
hello forest<3 what has been coloring your life atm. what's been going on. how are you. tell me everything<3
Hello!! <3 Hello ive missed you lots… It’s just been a bit depressing going through life lately. most days im working for about 2 hours then I just study and do chores, and try to fit time for a hobby or something. My sleep schedule got a bit fucked (sleeping at 3am and waking at 11 am most days) and its made it hard to do things more consistently, and im also always tired even though i get 8 hours of sleep?? Its not really that bad though i’m just complaining 🥲
I’m someone that can settle into a loose routine very comfortably and then i get kinda sad when things change. Like, our friend finally moved away. I’m going back to college and starting my externship soon.
I also finally visited my Grandpa in memory care after avoiding it for a few months (I do not have a good relationship with him to say the very least) and it was just very… sobering. Late stage dementia is very difficult to see anyone go through and i’ve been very confused and torn with my emotions over everything going on with him lately