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sleepyxdarling · 4 years

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Todoroki, bakugou, and izuku reactions to a a darling who talks bad about themselves.

That moment where you are depressed and it affects your writing...hhh-

Triggers: not as yandere..maybe if you squint it can be.

Lord explosion murder does not play that

The minute he hears you talk shit he will grab you and force you into a rough kiss as a way to shut up

He will start to dish out compliments in his own special way

"You don't look like shit today"

For every insult you have he will counter that as if it's some competition

"shut the fuck up your ass looks great"

"your face is God damn kissable"

"if you say you look like trash again I will kiss you so damn hard that you will be too tired to speak!"

Bakugou may seem like a tough guy but i see him as a fashion expert

LOOK AT HIS OUTFITS LIKE DAMN

"don't wear that...you will look better in this"

Matching outfits! The boy will do it and you both will look amazing!

All and all bakuboi is a good boyfriend

If anyone talks bad about you they will get their ass beat

Will brag about you like this is a war

"[name] IS THE CUTEST THING EVER! SCREW YOUR BOYFRIEND! ARE THEY AS CUTE AS [NAME]?! I DONT THINK SO"

OH BOY

prepare for a long rant about how good you look

Full on sobs when you talk bad about yourself and it makes you feel guilty

Will shower you with so much love that you will drown in it

"you look like a model! Woah! So perfect! So beautiful!"

"Izuku..I'm..I'm wearing sweatpants.."

Will honestly brag about how good you look

Has so many pictures of you and will show other people while crying about how good you look

"DONT THEY LOOK SO CUTE?! WAIT WAIT! LOOK AT THIS ONE! THEY ARE EATING AND HAVE RICE ON THEIR CHEEK!"

I feel like he will have a whole book about how perfect you are

God help you if you insult yourself infront of him

"IZUKU PUT THE BOOK DOWN!"

"PAGE 87! YOUR SMILE SHINES LIKE THE SUN! ITS IN THE BOOK SO ITS TRUE!"

if you think you are heavy he will spend all day carrying you no matter what you say.

On the good note..that's one way to find him in a crowd just insult yourself

"[name] has an ugly smile!"

"WHO SAID THAT?! THEIR SMILE IS LIKE THE SUN! IT SHINES! FIGHT ME!"

You think you look awful??? Nonsense!

He will be a little dense but will be just as surprised

"why are you saying such awful things..you are perfect"

Will buy expensive clothes(with endeavor's card) hoping you see what he sees in you

If he hears someone talk bad about you then he will incase them in ice before going on a rant about why you are perfect

He is a clingy and affectionate guy so expect lots of kisses if you even try to say you look awful

He won't brag as aggressively as the other two but he will brag

"yesterday during lunch [name] brought me cup soba noodles..I truly am a lucky person"

"[name], you look quite nice today..did you do something with your hair?"

"no...?"

He won't have a book like Izuku but he will have printed out photos

"ugh I looked ugly as a kid..if we have kids I hope they look like you"

"no you didn't..you look adorable"

Whips out a picture from his wallet of your baby photo

"WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?!"

"I paid your mother for these photos"

If you say you are trash he will proceed to be Petty and step inside said trash can

"let's be trash together.."

"todoroki...that's so sweet...but your clothes smell awful now and I'm not hugging you until you shower"

"ah...I see.."

#bnha imagines #shoto todoroki #izuku midoriya #katsuki bakugou #yandere imagines #yandere bnha

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extreme-technicality · 5 years

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Hot Vigilantes in Your Area! An Excerpt

It's gonna be long af so I'm putting it under the cut, but basically there's an earthquake and Bakuboi is going to see if there's anyone left in his building.

Katsuki runs from room to room, calling for anyone left in the collapsing building. He blasts down door after door until his eyes are streaming from the smoke and dust. The answering call is so faint he almost misses it.

"Here! I'm in here!"

He quickly backtracks and returns to the hallway, choking on the rubble. That sounded like a kid.

He finds her huddled in a room with no windows, curled tightly around a stuffed dog almost as big as she is. Her face is tear-streaked and puffy when she meets Katsuki's eyes. "Pupper was still in here. I couldn't leave him," she whispers miserably.

"'S alright," he replies, striding over after checking the room for threats and kneeling. "F– if I were you I'd have come back for him too. What's your name, kid?"

"Chuuya," she sniffles.

"My name's Katsuki. Chuuya, are you hurt? Can you walk?"

"No, I'm not hurt...Mr. Katsuki, do you know where my Mama is?"

"She's probably already been evacuated. Probably wondering where you are. Let's go join her, yeah?"

Chuuya nods and takes the hand Katsuki offers her, standing and wiping the last of her tears and snot into Pupper's fur. They're walking to the door when a stronger tremble than normal rocks the building. Katsuki picks her up and tucks her into the fold of his body, arching protectively over her as they fall to the floor. He feels plaster dust his shoulders and the back of his neck, hears the rattling of nearby plates, and waits for the rocking to be over. With a resounding crash nearby, it ends. Katsuki kneels there a few seconds more, just to make absolutely certain that nothing is going to fall on them. Then he lets Chuuya up and turns to assess the damage.

The door is almost completely blocked by fallen ceiling. Only a few tiny gaps remain.

Katsuki fights the urge to swear viciously and runs his hands through his hair. Scanning the rest of the room again, he realizes he has literally no idea where they are in the building. He turns to Chuuya. "Do you know if there's another way out of here?"

She stares at him, then slowly shakes her head. "Mama and I just moved here."

He nods and moves to the wall farthest from the door, sitting with a huff. He pats the space next to him. "Get comfy, Chuuya. It's just gonna be the three of us until more help gets here."

She obeys, sitting quietly next to him. They sit in silence for a time, listening to the far-off rumbles of the aftershocks, coughing and spitting out dust when it falls on their faces. Katsuki gets restless eventually and picks up some nearby building chunks and begins idly tossing them from hand to hand.

He doesn't realize he's humming until Chuuya asks, "Where did you learn that song?"

He paused and tries to remember the song. Once he places it, he grins slightly. "It's the lullaby my old...my mom sang to me to get me to sleep. She sings it to my baby brother now, too." Not so much a baby anymore, he muses. Then he gets an idea. "Wanna see something cool?"

A moment of hesitation, followed by a hesitant nod is all the answer he needs before he picks up two more chunks of rubble and starts juggling them. He starts off slow and simple, the flying chunks depicting nothing more than a casual circle in the air. She gasps in awe, though, and his grin widens. He speeds up, changing the trajectory until the chunks look like they're in a sideways figure eight. An infinity symbol. Gradually, more chunks get added until he's at six total.

By the time he's grabbed the last chunk, Chuuya gets up from her spot and kneels in front of him, Pupper held loosely in her left hand. "How did you learn to juggle, Mr. Katsuki?"

"The internet. My parents asked me to babysit my kid brother a lot, especially when he was a baby. So I learned how to juggle to keep him entertained. And don't call me Mr. Katsuki. Just Katsuki is fine."

"Can you teach me how to juggle?"

He stares at her for a moment and she stares right back, chunks of plaster still in motion. Chuuya doesn't look away. Neither does Katsuki.

Eventually he blinks and stops juggling, chuckling under his breath at the sheer ballsiness of kids. He lets five chunks fall to the floor and hands her the last one. "Start by tossing it from hand to hand."

She drops Pupper completely and starts tossing it back and forth between her hands. "Like this?"

"No. Make it go higher. The height of its trajectory should be right around your nose."

She lifts her hands, grinning cheekily, and Katsuki rolls his eyes. "You know what I mean, twerp. Keep your hands at about waist height and toss the ball to your nose."

"It's not a ball, though."

"Do you wanna learn how to juggle?"

That puts an end to the snide questions, and Katsuki watches Chuuya as she focuses on the chunk in her hands. She's smaller than he is, and the chunk is therefore harder to manipulate. After a few minutes of her practicing in silence, she speaks. "How do you know someone will come for us?"

He takes a moment to decide how he's going to answer that. "You've heard of the Sturdy Hero?"

"Red Riot?!" Her head snaps up so fast Katsuki fears for the state of her neck, and the chunk falls to the side as she leans forward with an eager expression on her face. "He's my favorite! Katsu-nii, do you know him?"

He frowns, a no already springing to his tongue. Then he actually thinks about his answer and changes it to, "Yeah. I know him well enough to know that either he or his two stooges are gonna show up to get us out of here."

"His two...you mean his sidekicks? Katsu-nii, Chargebolt and Cellophane aren't stooges! Why are you so mean to them?"

"They deserve it. Those two are morons of a caliber previously unknown to this dimension. Chargebolt once asked me the difference between a meat knife and a paring knife."

"You've talked with Chargebolt?! He's my second favorite!!"

"Tch. Makes sense, if your favorite is Riot. He's got terrible hair and worse fashion sense. Cellophane is sometimes tolerable, but he enables Chargebolt too fucking much."

Chuuya gasps and covers Pupper's ears. "Katsu-nii, you said a bad word!"

Whoops.

"And? I'm an adult so I can say bad words when they fit. Got it twerp? And who said you could call me Katsu-nii?"

"Who said you could call me twerp, Katsu-nii?"

He can't fight back his laughter anymore at that, so he doesn't even try and instead laughs long and loud. Chuuya joins in after a moment, and he reaches out to ruffle her hair affectionately. "Keep practicing your juggling," he gets out through the last chuckles. "Maybe when Red Riot gets here, you can put on a show for him, yeah?"

"Yeah!" And she picks up the plaster with new determination in her eyes.

Katsuki settles back against the wall to watch, sometimes adding a tip or reminder when he notices her focus slipping. His mind wanders while he does, filtering through everything that he and Chuuya talked about. Specifically about Riot and his sidekicks. Rather, about Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari. He doesn't remember when he learned their names, doesn't remember when he decided to start referring to them by anything but their hero names in his head. And he doesn't know how to feel about it.

They're heroes, he reminds himself. Just three more members of a rigged system.

A system you wanted to beat, a traitorous voice in his head whispers.

Jesus fuck, aren't you dead already?

It didn't reply, and Katsuki felt more than a little stupid sitting there talking to himself with a child learning how to juggle three feet in front of him.

"Think you're ready for a second chunk?"

She looks up, but keeps the plaster moving through the air. "Yeah!"

He grabs one from the pile and hands it to her. "This is gonna be a bit different. You've got the motions down, now you've gotta coordinate them. Find a beat, a rhythm you can follow that keeps your movements in time with the balls."

"They're still not balls, Katsu-nii."

"They're balls if I say they're balls, got it twerp?"

She sticks her tongue out and focuses on the plaster for a moment, turning the individual chunks over in her hands.

#hot vigilantes in your area!#hviya!#dadzawa writes #im not done with the scene yet but damn I love it #i also don't know when exactly I'm gonna have this scene in the fic but #i do know that it's gonna be there

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