#stupid fucking anime boys with their stupid fucking spikey hair
Text
i Feel Things. about them
#lord help me#stupid fucking anime boys with their stupid fucking spikey hair#my art#yugioh#yami yuji#pharaoh atem#ygo#yugioh fanart#yugi moto#yugi motou#doodles
579 notes
·
View notes
Note
📂 i love your headcanons!
Aaahhhh thank you so much!!
Alright so, in honour of ur username…. Imma spout a Dadzawa + Bakuson + cat headcanon
(Quick shout out to @arschemy first tho! This was originally her idea and she really helped me <3)
The sun’s going down and Katsuki is on his way back to the dorms from his run.
It’s cold out, not cold enough for a jacket but definitely cold enough for a long sleeved shirt. The sky is getting darker and Katsuki’s heavy breaths become visible after every short exhale. The boy’s maybe got another three or four kilometers left before he’s back at UA’s gates, he’ll probably be there in about ten minutes.
A small, dark gray dot appears on the light gray concrete about two meters away from Katsuki’s feet. Then another falls a little away from there. Soon, more specs materialize and before Katsuki knows it, rain starts pouring down all around him. The street is empty. His hair dampens and falls down his forehead, wet locks of blond hair cover the top of his eyes. Raindrops slide down his neck and partially soaked socks make every step uncomfortable.
He should probably pick up the pace.
There’s a loud shriek. Or more accurately, there’s a loud shriek-like sound.
The noise comes from the alleyway to Katsuki’s right and the teen halts his movement right away.
Taking a couple steps back, Katsuki peeks past the corner of the wall. He’s just in time to see a cardboard box flip over and fall to the ground. After a moment of nothing, the thing knocks itself about three centimeters to the left.
Katsuki’s pretty sure unanimous objects aren’t supposed to be able to do that.
He should probably investigate this.
Making sure to keep his footsteps light, Katsuki carefully steps closer to the box. He needs to be cautious, you never know who or what could pop out from under a box in a sketchy alleyway.
mrrreowwww!
Oh. It’s just a fucking cat.
Great.
Somewhere, deep in the teen’s heart, Katsuki’s honestly a little relieved. Everywhere else though, Katsuki feels really stupid.
Not everything is out to get you, you fucking idiot.
Maybe he’s starting to turn a little paranoid.
The side of the box lifts up slightly, just enough for a little black paw to stick out from underneath.
Katsuki stares.
A black nose nudges it’s way underneath the box too, it fits perfectly in the gap created by the small paw. Whiskers and pointy teeth poke out from under cardboard.
Soundlessly, Katsuki crouches down.
The cat's head nudges and squirms it’s way out from underneath the box, once the small, drenched face completely finds its way out of its cardboard prison, it freezes.
Katsuki doesn’t move.
Big, red eyes stare into his.
Neither of them blink.
Rain still falls around them. Fat drops of water crash to the ground and two creatures get soaked in a stare off.
The cat gives first, it carefully tilts its head before cautiously continuing the process of getting out from under the box. It’s eyes stay locked on Katsuki.
Katsuki blinks then, the movement is slow and he doesn’t dare move any other muscle.
The cat blinks back. The thing’s found its way out from the box and it takes a cautious step towards the blond. Its black, spikey fur is a little tangled and really wet. Its ears are back and flat against its head. The thing looks underfed, cold and ready to pounce.
Katsuki offers his hand.
The distance between the two is closed slowly. After a couple sniffles, the cat comes even closer, maybe it senses Katsuki’s warmth. Maybe it craves that warmth.
Fuck.
Katsuki didn’t think he’d be relating to a fucking alleycat when he left for his run an hour ago, yet here he is.
The boy carefully gives the shivering creature a pat on its head. The thing immediately demands for more.
No.
Fuck.
He can’t get attached to the fucking cat. He’s not even a cat person for fucks sake.
mew
A little black paw comes up to tap Katusuki’s hand after it paused in its movement. Big red eyes seem to glow in the dark.
Tch.
When the hell did he become so weak?
---
Katsuki prays to any deity that nobody hears him enter the dorms. He really really really does not need anybody talking to him right now.
The cat squirms around in Katsuki’s shirt. The thing’s still shivering a little bit, but it’s already much better than twenty minutes ago. It serves as a nice lil’ heater on Katsuki’s chest too.
After looking around to make sure the coast is clear, Katsuki makes a bee-line for the stairs. By some miracle, he actually manages to make it to his room undetected.
Once he’s got the cat inside, Katsuki does his best to help the little guy out.
First, he takes the thing to the showers. Luckily for them, it’s too early in the evening for anybody else to be around in the bathroom so they get all the space they need to clean/ warm up.
It doesn’t take long for Katsuki to discover the hardest part of the whole ‘cleaning process’. Even though the damn thing is already soaking wet, it absolutely refuses to touch the warm, clean water Katsuki prepared for it. Lets just say that giving the cat a much needed bath has earned the boy quite a couple scratches.
The cat’s an annoying lil’ beast.
After both of them are all cleaned up though, it’s easy for Katsuki to brush the tangles out of the cat’s fur. The animal doesn’t put up any fuss and it actually seems to lean into the touch.
Katsuki finds some dinner for the both of them after all that is said and done. The cat desperately needs some food and water and although there isn’t any cat food in the dorms, they both make due with some random things Katsuki finds in the kitchen.
It’s too late to go out to a pet store right now, that’s just going to have to be done tomorrow.
The rest of the night, Katsuki and the cat just chill together. Katsuki honestly never knew watching a cat chase a laser could be so entertaining.
This kind of sucks, he thinks a couple hours after he found this monstrosity of a creature stuck under a fucking cardboard box in some random alleyway.
He looks down to where the bundle of black fur is curled up on his chest, the damn thing is purring and maybe maybe it's definitely already earned a special spot in Katsuki's heart.
I can’t keep you.
Katsuki knows he can’t. It would be unfair to the cat and it would be too selfish of him.
It’s not like he wants it this way, but he knows- he knows the cat deserves better.
So, there’re really only two options:
1) Take the cat to a shelter. It’d probably find a good home to live in. There’s no guarantee that would be the case though.
Or
2) … Aizawa’s birthday is coming up. Katsuki hasn’t thought about what he wants to give his sensei yet but, everyone knows the man has a soft spot for strays.
Yeah, Katsuki’s already made up his mind.
---
It’s been a suspiciously normal birthday so far. Shota’s a little over 15 hours into the day and somehow, with his hell class, nothing drastic has happened yet. It’s almost unsettling, not that Shota’s complaining of course. He just… isn’t used to this relative normalness.
Whatever, he’s decided to just enjoy it. Perhaps the gods have finally decided to grant him a small break and the least Shota could do is accept that.
Anyway, Shota’s almost done giving his feedback speech to the kids and once it’s over, he’ll finally be free to take a much deserved nap.
“All in all, you guys did a good job today. Each of you know what you need to improve on individually so make sure you do. Dismissed.”
The class tiredly falters to the changing rooms at his words, except one stays where he is. The sight makes Shota sigh.
This is gonna be trouble, he thinks. The particular kid who's decided to stay behind is kind of notorious for- well he’s notorious for a bunch of things, but Shota will just use the word ‘danger’ for now.
Bakugou walks towards him as soon as the rest of the class is gone.
“Hey teach, I uhh gotchu somethin’.” The absolute hell child kind of awkwardly scratches the back of his head with those words. It’s obvious he’s having trouble with this, nevertheless Shota is incredibly proud of how far he’s come with his people skills. “Happy birthday I guess.”
Bakugou hands him a small, poorly wrapped package.
Honestly, Shota’s pretty surprised by the gesture. He… wasn’t expecting this. The class has already congratulated him with cake and gifts this morning, it was cheesy and sappy and sweet and it was done. The moment has already been had and it’s also already passed. Now Bakugou, of all people, is showing an extra form of affection towards him with whatever is wrapped in that paper.
Has the kid been hit with a quirk or something?
Unwrapping the package, Shota discovers... a collar.
Oh god.
It’s red with black seams on the outside and black with red seams on the inside.
Shota’s getting a very foreboding feeling about this, he’s also quite confused.
The man looks up to find Bakugou smirking.
“You can flip it around so either the black or red side shows.” The boy says.
“Bakugou, wha-?”
“I chose this colour cause it matches with his eyes.”
The kid crosses his arms over his chest. Somehow, the smirk on his face grows, an unnamed feeling in Shota’s chest grows with it.
“Also, I haven’t gotten a name tag yet cause I figured you’d want to name him yourself. Personally, I kinda liked ‘Dynamite’, but it’s obviously up to you though.”
Shota gulps. Pieces are falling together and he’s not sure he likes the picture they show.
What exactly did his devil spawn student do?
There’s no way- did he? Did he do what Shota thinks he’s done?
“Alright alright, look.” The kid says, hands up in a defensive stance. “Calm down sensei, jeez. Stop looking at me like you’re having a heart attack. I’ll explain, Okay?”
Shota takes a deep breath. He will show now sign of hope or excitement on his face.
“I was out on a run last week and I found a stray cat. I brought it back to the dorms cause it looked like shit and I- I just didn’t wanna leave it there.” Bakugou frowns at that, his gaze tears away from Shota’s and focuses on the ground instead. “Whatever. It’s really sweet and it deserves a good home. I knew you really liked cats and with your birthday coming up and all I just kinda figured you might want him? If you don’t then that’s fine of course, I just- hmph. It’s a good cat, okay?” The words are spoken clearly, Shota knows they’re used to hide insecurities though. Katsuki’s on the defensive.
There’s a lot to unpack. The main thing Shota notes is that Katsuki’s clearly gotten attached to this cat of his.
To be honest, Shota’s already made up his mind about this.
“So, you’re telling me you’ve been hiding a cat in your dorm room for a week now? You’re aware that’s against the rules right?” He keeps his voice calm and monotone.
The kid huffs. “Yeah, I have. And I do. I wanted to wait till your birthday to give him to you though, it’d kinda spoil the surprise if I told you.”
“True.” Shota stands up, thank god his capture weapon is there to hide his smile.
Katsuki looks up to him and there’s a bit of a pause. He stares at Bakugou and Bakugou stares right back.
“Well, am I going to be allowed to meet Dynamite or what?” Shota says, one brow quirked up in challenge.
Bakugou releases a breath, shoulders relaxing. “Yeah, you better take good care of him though, sensei. You won’t be forgiven if you don’t.” There’s a smirk on the boy’s lips, but his eyes are dead serious.
A fucking shovel talk.
Heh, leave it to his hell child to give such a casual yet intimidating shovel talk about a cat.
Pretty impressive.
He’ll be a fine hero, Shota thinks.
---
So, Dynamite is a fucking angel. Shota loves him and it’s no wonder Bakugou got so attached to him, the cat literally follows the boy around everywhere and Bakugou is definitely its favorite person.
It’s kind of nice, seeing the kid relax and let loose whenever he comes over to the teachers dorm for the creature. It happens quite often and Shota even brings the thing over to the dorms sometimes, just so Bakugou can hang out with it for a while.
What? It’s good to see the kid’s shoulders slump down whenever Dynamite sits on his lap. Bakugou absentmindedly strokes soft, black fur and the actions automatically makes his guard drop, albeit slightly.
Honestly, at this point Dynamite isn’t even his cat anymore. It’s his and Bakugou’s cat.
Shota doesn’t mind.
#IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER TO ANSWER#pls forgive me ive just been so busy#and i really kinda hated my writing#but i felt so guilty for making you wait so long :((#am very very sorry#anyway#the cat and katsuki are besties :)#Dynamite chills on katsukis shoulders all the time#it very cute#bnha#bakugou katsuki#shota aizawa#a cat#BNHA Headcanons#my hero academia#Headcanon#disclaimer btw: i know nothing about cats#do like them tho#folder ask!!
206 notes
·
View notes
Text
I am the Alpa Now part 1
Bakugo X Reader
Words: 2808
Reader is from America and somewhat of a delinquent with an alpha quirk that allows her to turn into a wolf as well as bond with dogs. She is sent to UA to straighten out her attitude. She ends up in a power struggle with none other than our favorite hot head. Words in Italics are words said telepathically
*****************************************************************************************************
Don’t do the crime if you can't do the time... That was what my stubborn, hard ass, police chief father told me before shipping me off to some stupid school across the world.
What was my crime you may ask? I was my small towns vigilante for over a year. Sure I may have not respected law enforcement during that time, or public property for that matter, but I never took it too far. Or at least in my humble opinion I didn’t. But apparently the mayor and my father did not agree. The final straw was when I left mugger tied up in front of the police station with a note to the police asking them to do their fucking job. Sure that note may have been graffitied on the side of the building but I think I got my point across.
So that brings us to my time... which I will be spending as some school called UA in Japan. My dad knew one of the teachers there and they agreed it would be the best thing for me. Teach me some discipline and respect or whatever. So here I am on an airplane leaving the only world I’ve ever known behind. Sure Georgia wasn’t much but it was home.
*****************************************************************************************************
You wouldn't be totally alone though. Due to your Alpha quirk you were allowed to bring your wolf-dog Mercy. You yourself could turn into a wolf about the size of a small horse and as durable as a tank, and you could also establish your alpha dominance over other dogs and in some special cases you could bond with them and add them to your pack. So far you've only managed to add Mercy but it was an amazing bond you wouldn't trade for anything. The bond allowed you to telepathically communicate with him and the longer you were bonded the smarter he got. He was basically thinking full sentences now. He was also getting faster and stronger, it was like part of your quirk was rubbing off on him.
You were anxious as hell knowing he was in a kennel in the cargo area of the plane. You knew he was okay though. You could feel his presence, but it did nothing for your nerves. You just wanted to land already and give him a big squishy hug.
Somehow you managed to fall asleep and when you woke up you were in a different country. You knew only a small amount of Japanese and you didn’t know anything about the culture... Here goes nothing.
You were picked up at the airport by a fancy looking SUV. The man driving didn’t look at all pleased with the fact that Mercy would be riding in the car with you.
“Why does this man stare at me?” Mercy made sure to stay in between me and the driver as my luggage was loaded into the car.
I gave him a quick scratch behind his ears to try and calm him down. “Easy Mercy. He’s nice. I just don’t think he wants you to shed all over his nice black leather seats”
Huffing he jumped into the backseat of the SUV, “It’s not like I have fleas…and I took a bath before we left!”
You giggled at your beta buddy and hopped in behind him, ignoring the confused look of the driver. He must think you’re crazy laughing at nothing. But then again you were used to that. You didn’t always remember to speak to Mercy telepathically and you had to admit you looked crazy having a one-sided conversation with a dog.
You marveled at the passing town through the window. You definitely were not in Georgia anymore.
When you arrived at the school it was already a little after midnight, but you were nowhere even close to being tired. The car pulled up to the front gate and you could see a few figures out there waiting for you. You were from the south and you were used to good ole southern hospitality, but you couldn’t believe they were up past midnight just to help you with your things.
The driver got out and started unloading your belongings from the trunk as you took a deep breath and opened up the google translator app on your phone. “Alright y/n you can do this. You’re a badass bitch who takes no shit from no body. You are smart, you strong, you can do anything…”
“Oi! You fucking done talking to yourself?”
Your head whipped up to see that a spikey haired blonde had opened the passenger door in the front and was staring at you. You sighed and returned your phone to your pocket, “Oh thank god you speak English!”
His red eyed narrowed, “Yeah unfortunately I have the highest scores in English so I’m the one stuck with you for however long it takes you to catch up.”
Mercy started to growl sensing this new guys hostility. I snapped my fingers, “Hey. Calm down! He’s a friend. He’s obviously an asshole but he’s our new friend.”
Mercy continued to growl low in his throat, “No. I am your friend. I don’t like him. He is not our friend.”
You snorted, “I can have more than one friend dumbass. Now chill the fuck out.”
The new guy was now glaring at you. His red eyes tried so hard to look mad, but you could see a hint of curiosity in there. “Oh great she fucking talks to dogs… Let’s go! The rest of the welcome wagon extras are ready to piss themselves they are so excited.” He started to walk away but he gave you one last glance, “And tell your mutt to stop fucking staring at me like I’m dinner.”
“WHO IS HE CALLING MUTT!”
You just laughed at your dog as you made your way out of the car and grabbed your backpack. Mercy followed and took his place at your heels. You walked up to the smiling group of students waiting at the front of the building that looked the most like dorms.
A green headed boy with a huge smile walked up and bowed, “Hello my name is Midoriya. Welcome to UA! This is Iida, our class rep, and of course you’ve already met your guide Bakugo.
You smirked so weird guy’s name was Bakugo, “Nice to meet all of you. My name is Y/n, and this here is my beta Mercy. He’s part of my pack and he’s very sweet unless you give him a reason not to be.”
“Tch.. yeah right. Dumbass dog growled at me.” Bakugo’s eyes narrowed.
Iida sighed, “Well Bakugo I’m sure you probably gave him a reason to then.”
Midoriya leaned over and picked up one of your bags that actually held all of Mercy’s things. “So Y/n, what did you mean when you said he was your beta?”
You took the bag from him and strapped it to Mercy. “He actually likes to carry his own bags. But yeah so back to your question. I’m the alpha which makes him the beta… and well… I guess it’s just easier to show you.”
Your eyes started to glow blue and then you shifted into your wolf form. You absolutely loved being in your wolf form. You always felt so powerful and free. Like you could do anything, like you had no limits or rules to follow. Your senses were naturally better than most peoples but in your wolf form they were heightened even more. At this moment in time you could hear the thudding heartbeats of the people before you. You could see the beads of sweat dripping down Midoriya’s forehead. You could smell what you could only describe as excitement coming from someone.
Bakugo was the only one who looked unimpressed, so you walked up to him. Your eyes being level with his. Your large electric blue eyes staring right into his scarlet ones. You took a step closer sniffing him and just when you could sense he couldn’t possibly be more annoyed.. you went and give him a nice big lick from chin to forehead.
“Ugh! That’s disgusting! What the fuck!” He was frantically whipping his face with the sleeve of his shirt and shooting daggers at you the whole time.
“Y/n why do you kiss the angry boy! I don’t like him!” Mercy huffed and shook his head.
You shifted back into your human form laughing the whole time. “I’m sorry but you should have seen your face. I just had to!” Your nose scrunched up at the smell of something really sweet. Almost sickeningly so. You sniffed until it led you to Bakugo’s palms. “What’s that smell?” You covered you nose to stop to awful smell from invading your nostrils and further.
Bakugo smirked as his hands crackled with mini explosions, “Well if were showing off our quirks the-.”
“Kachan stop! There will be plenty of time for that tomorrow… Sorry Y/n as you can see he has a short fuse.” Midoriya was rubbing the back of his neck now, “But he’s not so bad once you get to know him I promise.” He gestured to the dorms, “Shall we show you to your room?”
You nodded and attempted to pick up what was left of your bags. It wasn’t easy though and soon enough you were starting to drop stuff. You were about to stop to rearrange how you were carrying everything when Bakugo strolled up next to you and took two of your bags, “Shit did you have to bring everything you own?”
Before you could respond he was storming off ahead of you.
“Just give me the signal and I’ll bite him.” Mercy tight on your heels, taking in all the new surroundings. You knew he was fighting the urge to pee on every bush you passed. He may be smarter than most dogs, but he still had those territorial instincts.
“Mercy we got sent here because we apparently need to learn how to behave… I don’t think biting someone on our first day is a great idea…”
“He started it!”
You just chuckled as you followed your new friends into the building and down a few halls. First floor, very nice.
Bakugo threw you bags down in front of a door and immediately stalked off to the room next door and slammed the door behind him. Great so he was your neighbor too….
Midoriya gave you a shy smile, “So usually the girls sleep on a different floor. But given the fact that your quirk means you have an animal we thought it would be smart to put you next to Koda. His quirk is talking to animals so he always has a few pets. So he’s your neighbor to the left. And ah .. Kachan is your guide for the next few weeks so it makes sense that you would be close to him so he’s your neighbor to the right. If this makes you uncomfortable though we can always find you a new room!”
You waived him off, “I’m fine! I don’t scare easy. Thanks for all the help! I can take it from here. I guess I’ll see you all in the morning?”
Iida bowed, “Yes. Bakugo should come collect you no later than 7 am to escort you to class. Your uniform should already be hanging in your closet. Good night.”
You gave a quick awkward bow, “g’night y’all”
You could hear Midoriya giggling about how you had actually said y’all as you closed the door. He seemed like a sweet guy, a little goofy maybe, but sweet. Bakugo on the other hand… You couldn’t wait to fuck with him. He just seemed so tense and you felt like you could quite literally make him explode.
Your room was pretty sparse save for a bed, nightstand, desk, and a lamp. You could work with this. A few posters and pictures from home. Maybe a cool rug… you were happy you didn’t have to share with anyone though. By nature you were a night owl. You preferred several small naps throughout the day then a whole nights sleep. You were always just so restless to sleep for too long.
You unpacked Mercy’s things first and gave him a quick snack. You put the bed he almost never used at the foot of your bed. You knew he would just end up in his usual spot curled up next to you. He didn’t have many toys but he did have lots of bones to chew on. He only had one single stuffed toy. It was an elephant that he had gotten when he was a puppy and he was a little protective of it. You threw the stuffed elephant on your new bed and sighed. The rest of your shit could wait until tomorrow.
Mercy hopped onto the bed and curled up around his elephant and yawned, “If we’re not going for a run tonight then I’m going to go to bed.”
You looked at your phone and saw it was a little past one in the morning. Bakugo would be here to “collect you” in less than six hours. Usually you’d try and scope the perimeter before sleeping anywhere but you figured this place was probably one of the most secure places you’ve ever been, and you also had no idea what kind of day you had in store tomorrow.
“Yeah bud, I think a good night sleep is probably best. I don’t know if we’ll get a chance to nap tomorrow.”
Mercy started to wine, “Noooooo I need my naps.”
Well no one said you can’t nap. You’re not the one who’s actually going to be in class.”
“Wait you’re taking me with you right? To class?”
You frowned and climbed into bed next to him, “Yeah I don’t know. They never got back to me on if you could go to class. They said you were welcome during training sessions though…”
Mercy wined again obviously stressed out, “That’s not fair! I want to learn too! I don’t want you to leave me! We just got here, what if something bad happens. Nooooooooo”
The end of his sentence resulted in a howl. Shit. “Mercy shut up! You’re going to get us in trouble. They’re going to kick us out if you start waking people up in the middle of the fucking night!”
But of course, he wasn’t listening. He just continued to howl, throwing a temper tantrum just like a toddler would.
You huffed in irritation and your eyes started to glow. You used your alpha voice, “I said Stop….”
His howl immediately stopped and his head bowed to show his submission, “I’m sorry…. I am a good boy. I’ll stop now.”
You gave his head a quick pat before pulling the blanket up to your chin. “It’s okay buddy. I know the first few days are going to be a little stressful.” You reached over and turned the lamp off. “See you in the morning. Try to get some sleep.”
You felt Mercy move his massive furry head to lay on your stomach, “Hey… please don’t be mad…. But I kind of need to pee.”
You rolled your eyes and threw off the blanket, “Of fucking course you do. You have the smallest fucking bladder for how big a dog you are.”
“Wolf”
“Whatever let’s just go.”
You opened your door just to be met with the angry glare of your neighbor, “Are you going to fucking talk to dog all night? These walls are thin!”
You stared at him for a minute before cracking a smile and patted his head, “Is it past someone’s bed time?”
Flustered Bakugo took a step closer, “Tch what? No? You and your stupid dog are just really fucking loud!”
“WOLF! I AM A WOLF!”
You nodded in acknowledgment to Mercy and returned you attention to Bakugo, “Wolf.”
He sneered, “Excuse me, what?”
You shrugged, “He’s a wolf. You called him a dog and he’s a wolf and I think you should apologize.”
His eyes bugged out of his head, “I’m not apologizing to a fucking DOG!”
Mercy started to growl so low it was almost a hum. You could tell he was nervous but also a little amused. “Tell him if he doesn’t get out of my way I will pee on him.”
You started laughing which pissed Bakugo off even more, “OI! What’s so funny!”
You thumped him on the nose, which is something you usually did when training dogs. Nothing hard just a light thump. “He said he needs to pee and you look an awful lot like a tree.”
“Ugh you disgusting excuse for a woman! No fucking manors!” He stomped off back to his room slamming his door for the second time that night.
#bakugo#bakugo katsuki#Katsuki Bakugō#bhna bakugou#bakugo x reader#bakugo x y/n#bakugo imagine#bnha#bnha fanfiction#bnha imagines#bnha x reader#bnha bakugo katsuki#mha#mha imagines#mha bakugou#mha x reader#mha x y/n#my hero academia#alpha#beta#extras#wolfpack#I am the alpha now
292 notes
·
View notes
Text
Bakudeku oneshot: Stupid soulmate... He's so perfect...
•Soulmate au(red string of fate)
•No quirks. Sorry, not sorry.
•Fluff. ÙwÚ
•Bakugou and Deku don't know each other in this au.
•Also, let's pretend their both 18 now. Ok? Ok.
🧡💚🧡💚🧡💚🧡💚🧡💚🧡💚🧡💚🧡💚
Izuku's pov, because UwU)
Beep beep beep
Beep beep beep.
Beep beep bee-
"Stupid alarm..." I huffed, reaching over to turn the annoying thing off.
I rolled over, attempting to fall back asleep. After a few minutes of staring at the wall, I gave up.
I was about to get up and get ready for school, when there was a small tug on the red string that was wrapped around my wrist. This has been happening more and more lately..
It was like my soulmate, whoever he/she was, was trying to get my attention, telling me to come find them. Like they were getting impatient to meet me. And, honestly, I felt the same. I never had the time to follow the string, always too busy with school and work.. Apparently, they didn't have the time either.
I really wanna meet them..
'And today, I'm gonna do just that! ' I thought to myself as I got up from my bed. Screw school! Screw work! This is very important!
'I'll call in sick later..' I nodded as I quickly got changed into a white shirt, black ripped skinny jeans, and my signature red shoes. No matter what I wear, I need to have these shoes on. I put my phone in my back pocket.
After I was done with that, I slowly started to follow the string out of my room, rolling it into a small ball as I did so. I hadn't noticed until then, but the string was so soft, like silk. I don't know how I didn't notice..this string has been wrapped around me for a whole year!
It was calming, in a way...
I walked down the hall, then the steps that led to my living room, before reaching my front door. My black pitbull, King, heard me walking around and ran over to me, slobbering up a storm.
"Sit, King, sit!" The dog obeyed and sat at my feet. He was a pretty big dog..or, maybe I was just short? If King were to stand on his hind legs, his front paws could easily reach my shoulders.
"Wanna go on a walk, boy? Huh? Walkies?" I asked him as if he were a baby, him jumping up and down and barking in excitement.
I chuckled as I grabbed my keys along with King's leash. He was well trained, and never wore it out on our walks, but I would need to have it on me just in case I got stopped by any police.
King shook his head quickly, slinging a bit of slobber here and there. The metal spikes on his black leather collar jingled against his name tag. He was getting impatient with me.. as usual.
I opened the door, and me and King went out on our journey!
~~~~
As King and I followed the string, all I could think about was my soulmate.
'I wonder what their like!? I bet they like the same kind of music as me! Considering we're paired, I would imagine he/she will be very similar to me...?'
King and I continued to walk for what seemed like an eternity! I pulled out my phone and looked at the time. It had only been an hour..
"I hate walking..." I pouted aloud, looking down at my hands. I had a decent sized ball of string in one of them, about the size of a baseball. King was staring at it, clenching his jaw. He obviously wanted to rip it to shreds, but he knew better.
We walked for a bit longer before we ended following the string into the park. I decided we definitely needed a break.
I sat down on a bench, and King laid down, head resting on my feet. He lifted his his head slowly and sniffed the air. He suddenly looked over into the field. I followed his gaze until I say a squirrel hopping about.
King instinctively stood up, ready to chase after the small creature. He took a step forward before stoping in his tracks. He looked at me over his shoulder, asking for permission.
I shook my head, crossing my arms. He understood and sat back down at my feet, huffing loudly. I smiled and sat on the ground next to him.
"Good boy, King! You'll definitely be getting a treat when we get home!" I praised the big pitbull, scratching behind his ears. His tail wagged happily, one of his hind legs twitching. I put my ball of string down on the ground next to us, continuing to scratch his ears.
"Ringo! Get your scrawny ass back here!" I heard someone shout from a little ways away.
I looked up just in times to see a little calico cat running up to me and King, a man around my age -18- following behind him.
Before I could even say anything, the cat jumps and lands on my string, rolling around with it. This caused the string to tug at my wrist violently.
"Hey! Get away you stupid cat!" I huffed out. I did NOT like cats
"Don't talk to MY cat that way!" I looked up to see the owner of the cat. He was a really tall ash blonde with ruby red eyes. His hair was super spikey..it was cool, if I'm being honest.
"Excuse me?!" I stood up. 'Yup, he's definitely way taller than me..' I had to look up slightly to make eye contact with him.
"You're cat is messing with my stuff and-" before I could finish my sentence, I heard King bark and the cat meow. The ash blonde and I both looked over to see King and 'Ringo' rolling around on the ground.
"Get your cat away from King!"
"Get your dog away from Ringo!" We both said our words simultaneously.
I rushed over, grabbing King by his leather collar and pulling him close to me, checking for any scratches.
He picked up his cat, examining it.
King whined, trying to walk back over to the cat. "King! Bad dog! Sit!" He didn't listen, and considering he's a huge ass dog, he got out of my grip. I heard the other male groan in pain as his cat scratches him, him letting go.
King and Ringo instantly rushed to each other. I thought they were gonna attack each other, and I could tell the ash blonde thought so too.
But, we we're both genuinely surprised when our animals started licking each other. King ran his long slobbery tounge down Ringo's back, while the cat licked at the dogs cheek.
I was taken aback by this. How the hell are they getting along so well? Compared to King, that cat was a midnight snack! One bite, and bye bye kitty!
I shook my head at the sight, leaning down to pick up my ball of string. I went to walk twords the two animals, but was pulled back my the red string. I blinked, looking down at it.
I followed whatever wasn't in my ball up to the ash blonde's wrist. We made eye contact for two point five seconds be before we both shouted;
"You're my fucking soulmate?!"
~~~~
Well, come to find out, my soulmate's name is Katsuki Bakugou. We exchanged numbers and decided to talk for a while.
We have somethings in common, actually! We both love the same music. We both love spicy food. We live in the same area-
"Wait! What do you mean you don't like dogs?!" I shouted.
"What do you mean you don't like cats?!" He responded.
We got into a small argument about which animal was better, and why. King and Ringo just played the entire time. I finally got fed up with what he had to say and stood. I whistled for King, who ran up to me instantly.
"I think it's time King and i went home! See you later, Kacchan! Bye Ringo!" I huffed as i started walking away.
" Whatever, Deku!" He spat back. "And bye King, ya dumb dog!"
Stupid Soulmate...He's So Perfect...
#bakudeku fluff#bakudeku fic#bakudeku fanfic#bakugou fluff#deku fluff#bakugou fic#bakugou fanfiction#deku fic#deku fanfic#bnha bakugou#bnha deku
10 notes
·
View notes
Text
Neighbours AU part 3 Apologies
Lucas is a young, exhausted musician who just tries to relax, while Eliott is the overexcited, dubstep loving artist who lives next door.
Aka Lucas confronts his annoying neighbour who turns out to be gorgeous
Part 1, Part 2
Tuesday 16:34
Two days passed since Sunday and Lucas was still not over Eliott. He had high hopes and for that he got hit hard by the ground. He was glad, that his neighbour didn’t try to contact him since or that he haven’t seen him. It would be hard to sand face to face, knowing that he has a girlfriend, knowing that Lucas had false expectations from him. Everything was just a mess right now, he couldn’t touch the piano ever since.
His phone started buzzing like crazy on the coffee table, he was laying on the couch, his right leg touching the floor. He reached for his phone and picked up the call.
“Hello.” he mumbled. His voice was a bit cracked, not from crying, that would be a stupid thing to do, but because he just got home from work and was talking all day.
“Dude! Hey!” Basile screamed from the other side, Lucas had to keep the phone away from his ear in order to not go deaf.
“Basile... What do you want?” he asked with a tired voice, he was really not in the mood to listen to his friend’s bullshit.
“Listen here, there’s gonna be a big party tomorrow night. Yann said you’re not working on Thursday, so you should come too.” he said with a lot of excitement in his voice. “It’s gonna be fun.”
“Bas, you know that I hate going to parties.”
“You can’t just sit at home and snuggle on the couch, crying after some guy.” he said now seriously, this was unusual from Basile. “That guy doesn’t deserve you.” Lucas smiled a little hearing his silly friend being so nice to him.
“Okay, I’ll go.” he said.
“YES! Okay, we’ll be meeting at Yann’s tomorrow around 19:00, okay? We’re gonna get so wasted!” he said excitedly, speaking so fast, Lucas barely catched the time. Then Basile just hung up.
Lucas put his phone back to the coffee table and looked at the ceiling. Maybe it wasn’t a bad idea to go to a party. He haven’t been in any since high school,but hanging out with the gang was always a lot of fun. Besides, he has to forget Eliott, since he’s a lost case anyways.
He got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea, but he noticed something on the floor, in front of the door. He walked there and picked up a carefully folded piece of paper. He unfolded it and his heart skipped a beat. It was a drawing, the paper was split in the middle by a line that was supposed to represent the wall, on the right side there was a raccoon, a sad one actually, looking at the wall nervously, while on the left side was a cute hedgehog sitting at a piano, playing some nice melodies. There were two words on the bottom of the paper. Forgive me
Lucas was staring at it for long minutes before he could move to the kitchen. He put the paper on the counter and turned on the kettle. He kept glancing over where the drawing was. He knew Eliott draws himself as a raccoon, they talked about it on saturday, but he couldn’t get over the fact that he drew him as a hedgehog. When the water got hot, he poured some in a mug, making himself a nice mint and strawberry tea. He left the kitchen, not looking at the drawing this time and flopped down on the couch, turning on his tv, watching some stupid comedy on Netflix.
Tuesday 19:17
He slipped the drawing under the door for Lucas hours ago and he still had no idea what the boy was thinking of it. He was too scared to talk to him, so he tried his best, approaching him by the ony thing he was good at: art. He was thinking about Lucas’ spirit animal since he stepped into his apartment, but this morning he just woke up to the thought that Lucas must be a grumpy hedgehog. His back is spikey, getting scared easily, but actually the most adorable animal that exists.
Lucille left on Monday, early in the morning, so he was alone ever since. He got better, but he still couldn’t touch his phone or go near his laptop. He was afraid of social interactions for a long time after his anxiety attacks. It wasn’t easy, especially since he should be working on his project. The deadline was coming closer each day. He couldn’t let this chance to slip away because of his stupid mind.
He walked around in the living room, thinking about Lucas. His smell was already gone, which made Eliott feel much more lonely than he used to be. Knowing that the person he desires is right next to you, but you can’t reach him is a really painful thing to think about. His phone dragged him out of these angsty thoughts when it pinged. He reached for it with shaking hands, just to check the message, he didn’t wanted to reply.
From Lucille:
We’re going out tomorrow, 20:00, wear something nice
Fuck.
Wednesday 19:56
The party was loud, it was hosted by one of their high school friend, Alexandre. Lucas noticed a lot of familiar faces, like Emma, Daphné, Imane. The music was bursting so loud, Lucas’ chest was shaking from it, or maybe it was the booze starting to kick in. They had a couple drinks at Yann’s place before they came, just to set the mood for the party.
The living room was emptied to be a perfect dance floor, Lucas was chilling on the couch that was pushed to the wall in the corner, drinking some beer. People seem to have fun, they were yelling, dancing, kissing...
Arthur, Yann and Basile was talking to Alex, who was really happy that they boys came. This party was like a high school reunion, which kinda made Lucas feel better. He liked his high school years, even if it was hard at first. When he accepted his own sexuality, coming out to all of his friends, he got so much support that he was never expecting. It was overwhelming, making him extremely happy.
Now he was back, but felt like he didn’t belong here. He was a quiet musician, an exhausted adult who never went out to have fun, make out with someone he will never gonna meet again or have one night stands. He wanted love, a significant other by his side and his thoughts went back to saturday, when he was with Eliott. Fuck!
He shook his head and chugged his beer, going for another one in the kitchen. He’s going to get wasted and have fun, not thinking about his neighbour tonight.
Two hours later Lucas was very, very drunk, dancing in the middle of the living room like there’s no tomorrow. He took off his hoodie, leaving it on the couch like 40 minutes ago, now he was only wearing a navy blue shirt and dark grey jeans. Somewhere along the lines he started pressing his body to a really nice looking guy, he wasn’t even close to Eliott’s beauty, but he seemed to like the closeness of Lucas and that was more than enough for him. He wrapped his arms around him, rocking his hips, while rubbing their chest together.
The guy slid his arms on Lucas’ waist, pulling him closer and kissing his neck a few times. The alcohol hit his head so much, he barely could feel the lips touching his skin. His body was hot, his mind went blank and he just wanted to forget.
They didn’t needed more than ten minutes to end up making out on the couch, ignoring all the people around them. No one really gave a fuck, since basically everyone was doing the same somewhere in the house. Lucas was too drunk to think straight, so he just went with the flow, letting the guy to kiss him wildly, rubbing their crotch together.
Things escalated quickly, he didn’t remember when the guy took off his shirt, but his eyes popped open when he started to unzipp his jeans. Lucas grabbed the guy’s hand, trying to stop him, but he was too drunk and too weak.
“Don’t worry, sweetie, you’re gonna enjoy it.” he whispered into his ears. Lucas shivered and tried to resist, but his mind was too dizzy.
He closed his eyes, when he heard a noise, a body landing on the floor. He looked into the direction and he saw Eliott, holding Lucas’ shirt he probably picked up from the floor and looking at the guy, who was sitting on the floor. Some of the guests looked at them, being interested in the drama.
“Don’t touch him!” Eliott hissed, clenching his fist so much, his veins popped out.
Lucas sat up, holding his head, cause he was still pretty drunk. He grabbed Eliott’s arm, softly squeezing it.
“What are you doing here?” he mumbled, even though he didn’t actually care. It made him happy that Eliott was here and he saved him from this random guy.
Eliott now looked at him, his eyes softened and knelt down, stroking Lucas’ face. His touch was like electricity, waking up his mind from the dizziness all those beer caused.
“Let’s get you home.” he said softly, giving Lucas his shirt back.
A couple hard moments later Eliott finally reached his goal to get Lucas stand up from the couch. He wrapped his arm around his waist, gently helping him to walk out of the house. Thankfully they didn’t meet any of Lucas’ friends, so he could go out without anyone bothering them. He walked to the road, calling for a taxi, while Lucas was squatting on the sidewalk, looking like he’s gonna throw up. After he gave the address, he walked back to Lucas just in time, he was stroking his back as he threw up everything on the grass.
Long moments later Lucas seemed to be in a better condition, Eliott gave him a bottle of water. He washed his mouth first and then chugged up the rest of the bottle. They taxi arrived, so they hopped in on the backseat. Eliott told the driver their address and pulled Lucas to his side, making sure that he’s okay.
Thrusday 10:35
Lucas woke up with a terrible headache, he opened his eyes and looked around. He was in his bed, wearing only boxers, smelling like mens bathroom. He barely remembered anything that happened last night, his memories were fuzzy. He got up, putting on a hoodie he stole from Yann ages ago, that was long and cozy. He walked to the bathroom, looking into the mirror, his face looked terrible, his hair was all over the place. He sighed and washed his face, brushed his teeth. Then he heard the noise from the kitchen. He stepped out of the bathroom and walked there, shocked at the sight of a very fresh, good looking Eliott.
The tall boy was wearing white jeans, a black shirt and a black hoodie, he was making breakfast apparently, humming something. Lucas tried to slowly approach him, but Eliott heard the steps of his naked feet, looking at him with a big, bright smile. Lucas could swear that it was brighter than the sun itself.
“Good morning. I’m making breakfast.” he said happily.
“That’s really nice of you.” that is all he could say, his head was hurting too much to have a full conversation about last night. Also his heart apparently decided to beat as fast as it just could when he smelled Eliott’s cologne. It was basically torture having such a beautiful person here, in his kitchen.
He grabbed a mug from the cupboard and poured some fresh coffee in it. Looks like Eliott thought about everything. He put in some sugar and started drinking, while watching Eliott stading by the stove. His chest felt warm by the thought of having breakfast with Eliott.
A few minutes later the omlette was served on two plates, Eliott put it down on the table, smiling at Lucas softly. He couldn’t help, but smile back. Whatever happened last night, he was happy that it happened, otherwise Eliott wouldn’t be here, being kind, gentle, making breakfast for him.
“Take this as my apologize. I really wanted to come on Sunday, but... I had a problem.” he explained shorty, looking at Lucas, hoping for any signs of forgiveness.
This reminded Lucas of the moment when he saw that girl kissing Eliott in the doorway and then walking inside his apartment. He shook his head and put down the mug.
“I’ll take your apology.” he said softly, sitting down at the table. Trying to be friends with Eliott was still better than not having any contact with him at all. He was happy around this person, his presence just made Lucas feel like life isn’t that bad at all.
53 notes
·
View notes
Text
the 100 ask game
tagged by the lovely @pendragaryen
1. What station on the Ark would you be from?
Whichever used to be the Australian station I guess.
2. What would you get arrested for on the Ark?
I’d like to say I’d go down for something brave and heroic but it would probably something stupid and trivial, like the space equivalent of jay-walking.
3. Would you take off your wristband when you landed on the ground?
Not at first, but I’d definitely take it off for that sweet, sweet panther meat after a day or two.
4. What would the necklace Finn would make for you look like? (Clarke: deer/Raven: a raven duh..)
Well, first of all, I’d punt him halfway across the dropship camp before he even had a chance, so jot that down.
But an elephant, I guess, ugh.
5. If you could resurrect any MINOR character who would it be?
Fox, poor baby, I miss her.
6. Create a squad of 5 characters to go on missions with. Who are they?
Bellamy, Murphy, Roan, Clarke, Diyoza
7. What Grounder Clan would you belong to?
Floukru babey, take me to the sea!
8. What would your name be in Trigedasleng? (example: Octavia=Okteivia…just make it up!)
Lucia ... but emphasis on the second syllable... so like ... Lu-SHA. It would probably just get shortened down to Sha.
9. Thoughts on Finn? Some people hate him, and others love him, so I’m curious
Finn Collins is the boy who you think is cute at first, but then he turns out to be that middle class white boy who thinks he knows more than the professor in Philosophy & Ethics 101 and interrupts then at every chance he gets. He has a BLM tshirt but also insists on knowing where any POC he meets is “from”. Goes to the Gender Studies class, but you heard through the grapevine that he’s cheating on his girlfriend. Shallow, third-rate garbagé who thinks he knows better than you because he’s ~sensitive~
Finn Collins could die in a fire and I would not care.
10. Be honest. How willing would you have been to take the chip without knowing all the horrible things it does?
A chip that cures my mental illness and helps me live the day to day nightmare that is Earth? Hell yeah I’m taking it.
11. What character do you relate to most?
Probably Harper actually. I too am a Mum friend who is sweet and caring and who will absolutely rip you a new one if you attack any of my adopted kids.
12. What character do you like the least?
See Question 9.
13. Describe your delinquent outfit. (Would you wear something like Murphy’s jacket with the spikey red shoulder patch or have a trademark like Jasper’s goggles? Be creative, yet practical)
black skinny jeans, combat boots, blue long sleeve shirt white singlet layered combo, and big green army surplus jacket.
14. Favorite type of mutant animal?
Pauna. Rest in peace you chaotic 2-tonne plot hole.
15. What would your job be on the Ark?
I probably would have been in the childcare system, or some kind of human relations work.
16. Would you have willingly pumped Ontari’s heart if Abby asked?
Of course! I gotta keep our girl Clarke alive in there! Imma be real with you though chief, I would probably be looking at the wall the whole time. I don’t have a great stomach for body gore.
17. If Lexa wasn’t Heda, but she was still alive then who would have made the best commander?
Out of all the Nightbloods? No one jumps out at me as particularly competent tbh. I’ve got high hopes for Madi though.
18. How would you act if you ate the hallucinogenic nuts like Jasper and Monty?
Probably sobbing, stuck within the dark inner workings of Depression Brain. I have absolutely no faith that I would have a good trip.
19. How would you have dealt with Charlotte’s crime? A more John Murphy approach or Bellamy Blake approach?
Charlotte needed help desperately. I would have pardoned her.
20. Who should have been the Chancellor, if anyone?
Bellamy and Clarke as co leaders.
Kane and Indra as consultants. Raven is head of Tech. Let’s go people!
21. Would you have been on Pike’s side like Bellamy or on Kane’s side? Or Clarke in Polis?
I would’ve been on Kane’s side
22. Mount Weather had a lot of modern commodities. (example: Maya’s Ipod) What is the one thing you would snatch while there?
New books probably.
23. What would your Grounder tattoos look like? Hairstyle? War paint?
I’d probably have the tatts and war paint of my kru. I loved Octavia’s hair during season 2, so something along those lines, or wild and free with beads and braids like Luna.
24. Favorite quote?
“The dead are gone, Clarke, the living are hungry,” is a fucking raw line.
“It won’t survive me,” is another banger.
“You may be the Chancellor, but I am in charge,” cemented my love for Clarke Griffin.
I could go on...
25. If all of the characters were in the Hunger Games, who would have the best shot at winning?
Team Cockroach. Murphy.
Clarke and Bellamy have that Plot Armour though so I like their chances.
26. Least favorite ship? Favorite canon ship? Favorite non canon ship? NOT INCLUDING CL OR BC OR BE
Least fave: I have been prohibited.
Fave canon: Memori.
Fave non-canon: I have been prohibited.
27. A song that should be included in the next season? If there had to be another guest star like Shawn Mendes on the show, who would you want to make a cameo?
I am waiting for them to use Bloodsport by Raleigh Ritchie. Or something by either Delta Rae or Sara Barielles, simply because I love them.
28. What would you do if you were stuck in the bunker with Murphy for all that time?
Probably be a couch potato. My latent doomsday brain would kick in and I’d just give up, so the bunker finally opening would be a nice surprise.
29. You’re an extra that gets killed off. How do you die?
I was chipped and never seen again bro.
30. A character you’d like to learn more about and get flashbacks of?
I want more Aurora flashbacks so bad it hurts but I know we’ll never get them. I just want people to stop treating her like she was a deadbeat or even an abusive parent. She wasn’t. She was doing the best with what she had, which was fuck all.
31. A character you’d bang?
They’re all my children ... I couldn’t.
On the other hand, if Lindsey Morgan was interested...
32. Would you stay in the Bunker? Go up to Space? Or live on your own in Eden?
EDEN. Are you kidding? I’ll take berries over algae or bunker meat any day.
33. In the Bunker, would you follow Octavia? What would you do to pass the time underground?
I would follow her cause if I didn’t I Would Die. I would spend my time trying to be as quiet and small as possible, and stay out of her way!
34. What crime would you commit in the Bunker that lands you in the fighting pits?
Someone reported me muttering dissent when I didn’t think anyone was around.
35. Up in Space, who would you bond with first? Who would be the most difficult for you to get along with?
This may come as a surprise but I don’t bond with people very easily (lol). Harper probably sought me out and made sure I was okay. Echo and I have the same sense of humour so we’d probably be close. Monty too. Murphy would drive me up the wall.
36. How long do you think you would last on Earth by yourself?
2 weeks, tops.
37. When the Eligius ship lands what do you do?
Hide and observe from a far. Don’t attack or provoke in any way.
38. Favorite Eligius character? Least favorite?
DIYOZA.
McCreary.
39. Would you Spacewalk?
If I’d passed all the tests and training and it was all above board? Sure. If not? Absolutely not are you crazy?!
40. Would you prefer to eat Windshield Bugs, Space Algae, or Bunker Meat?
The right answer is algae, but my tastebuds say steak over bugs or glorified pond scum. Sorry.
41. Would you start a war for the last spot of green on earth? What would your solution be to avoid it?
I won’t win a fight to the death, so you best believe I’m going to use diplomacy to it’s absolute limits and then some.
42. Would you rather dig out flesh-eating worms or stick thumb drives into bullet holes?
USB to the arm 100% percent. In and out, quick extraction, no pain caused since they’re already dead, and thumb drives aren’t vicious, carnivorous murder worms which is a huge plus.
43. Are you willing to poison your sister for the Traitor Who You Love? What would you do to stop Octavia?
If my sister had gone that far off the deep end? Probably. I can’t really imagine it though, my sister is so level headed.
44. Would you go to sleep in cryo or stay awake like Marper?
I’d volunteer to be a custodian. It suits me. Getting to live in peace, taking care of the people I love for the rest of my life after the chaos and trauma of the ground seems near heavenly.
45. Who are you waking up first to explore the new planet?
Bellamy and Clarke.
I tag: @clarkgriffon @honeybellarke @nvermindiseeyou @ffaraday @galaxydanvers @marvelscaptainss @raven-reyes-of-sunshine @perpetual-fantasy @prosciuttoe @fen-ha-fuck-you
The above is in no particular order, and you should feel no obligation to fill out the questions if you don’t want to. This is all fun and games. Take care 💖
12 notes
·
View notes
Text
I Don’t Take Babes
I’ve written more. Trying to expand my writing and be more descriptive. I find the line between being descriptive enough and writing too much detail about mundane crap to be a challenge.
The woman yanked on her son’s arm. He would be a nuisance in her life no more. “Goblin King, Goblin King-”
“Let go of me bitch!” He shouted, struggling to get away. He wasn’t as strong as she was; a life of poor nutrition and abuse had seen to that. There was only a few more days until his 18th birthday and he had planned on leaving as soon as the clock struck midnight. It seemed she wasn’t going to wait that long.
“-I wish the goblins would come take you away,” she finished. He thought she was out of her fucking mind. Too much to drink, maybe.
When she finished saying the magic words, they were transported. The male, to a castle, surrounded by curious goblins, and the woman, to the beginning of a labyrinth. She didn’t know why nor did she care. She was drunk and wanted nothing more than to get the devil spawn the hospital insisted was her son out of her life.
“Where the ever-loving fuck is this?”
She heard a long-suffering sigh. A boy, around the age of her son, stood behind her. He hated those words and the curse that compelled him to answer it’s call. “A labyrinth. If you want your baby back, you must traverse it to reach the goblin city and challenge the Goblin King.”
She turned, a little too fast, and landed on her butt. Looking up, she stuttered, “You…look like my son.” The next words she uttered were in wonder. “Normal. Not some hellspawn of a freak.”
He pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’m not a baby.”
“Neither is that demon. I don’t want him back. How do I get back home?”
As soon as the words left her mouth, she was gone. Transported back, leaving a bewildered Goblin King wondering what she meant and staring at his castle in the distance.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A baby screamed at the top of its lungs. “Nel’s coming!” one cranky, teenaged girl yelled through the house at it. She hated that she got stuck babysitting her stepmother’s kid until her brother came home. She’d much rather be reading to her stuffed animals, Pesche, Dondochakka, and Bawabawa. Her other favorite thing was to dress up and reenact her favorite scenes. Her stupid parents wouldn’t even pay her an allowance to get wigs to cover up her green hair and make it more realistic. As it was, she had to sneak her friends make up into the house to cover up the scar that ran horizontal across the bridge of her nose. All these rules that she never had to deal with until her father married her evil stepmother…
“Nel doesn’t know what you want this time and Nel hates babysitting!” She made her way into the room, flipping on the light and going to the crib where she started rocking it. “Go to sleep, baby, or Nel will call the Goblin King to take you away.”
In the closet, there were hushed, excited whispers from goblins. They didn’t hate the curse that brought them there, thinking it great fun.
“Is she going to say it?”
“Be quiet!”
“SSHHHH.”
The baby continued screaming. “Nel’s fed, burped, and changed the baby. Nel doesn’t understand what’s wrong, so stop screaming. Oh, Goblin King! Goblin King! Wherever you may be, take this child of mine far away from me!”
The goblins groaned, quietly, in unison. They too, hated that book.
“Say it right!”
“That didn’t even start with ‘I wish’!”
“Bloody hell.”
Nel stopped rocking the still screaming child and went to the doorway, pausing before she turned off the light and left. “Nel wishes the goblins really would take you away.”
“It’s about time.” The goblins quickly went to the crib and quieted the child, taking it out and waiting for their King and his companion. Nel was halfway down the hallway when the screaming ceased. She rushed back in, frantically calling for the baby as she turned the light back on. Fog and feathers started filling a corner of the room. When it cleared, two men stood there, dressed in ruffle, collared shirts, cape-like jackets, and tight, revealing, cloth breeches. Knee high boots completed their dramatic wardrobes. Their hair was no less flamboyant, both sporting a crown of spikey, ill controlled hair, one head orange and the other white.
#My Fanfiction#Bleach AU#Labryinth#I swear I wanna have Shiro singing 'Dance Magic Dance'#The power of stupidity will have to compel him#aka I haven't thought up a good reason why he would aside from#having Grimm join them
3 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
tylerpitlicktruther
running a rescue for neglected 4th liners
seananmcguire
Seanan's Tumblr
fanshine-zero
FANSHINE-ZERO
black-dagger-brotherhood
Black Dagger Brotherhood