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Katsuki Bakugo

Endless Forms Most Beautiful

In which a childhood friend of Katsuki Bakugo and Izuku Midoriya returns to Japan after many years of living overseas, and there are many new things to learn about them.

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Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

Keigo Takami

Alien Blues

In which, after a full and stressful day at work all the reader would like to do is stay at home and make a nest with their beloved

Chapter 7

CW: suggestive??

About a month passed by, and you avoided 3 specific people like the plague.

Whilst doing so, you trained with your peers, improving the control you have over your quirk in the process, and creating new moves to utilise during combat.

The sports festival was just over a week away, and your nerves were steadily rising. You were getting overwhelmed more often than not and you dreaded what you would be like on the day, in front of all of your possible employers.

When you walked into class one morning, there's a ruckus going on by the window, and as you were closing the door, Kaminari came over to me,

"C'mon, (L/n), you've got to help us, Bakugo is gonna end up killing him this time."

With that, your concern grew, Mina said his anger issues had gotten better over the years.

Before you knew it, you had pushed your way to the centre of the crowd and a voice you barely ever heard before came out of your mouth.

"KATSUKI BAKUGO, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

The blonde nearly jumped out of his skin, and with that, you scrunched up the shoulders, pulled him up, and slammed him against the wall.

Slowly his face was overcome by an intense blush (caught by the class members watching) and you repeated your question.

"What. The Fuck. Do you think you're doing?" Doing so quietly as you inch your face close to his.

To him you were now too close for comfort, and let's just say, blood was rushing south, but enough was left to leave his cheeks as red as his eyes.

Then suddenly, everything was quiet, despite the tittering of the classmates around you. I promised myself that I'd stop doing this, you thought having these outbursts when it's unwarranted.

All of a sudden you dropped Bakugo and ran to sit by your desk, partially under it, and not even bothering to acknowledge the boy he was trying to fight.

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"See, this is what I'm on about, Kaachan. Why do you even bother with them." The blonde glared down at his newest enemy and bent down to his height.

"Because I'm not like you or the bitch you simp for."

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Meanwhile, you were still stuck inside your head.

Why the fuck did I do that. They're going to be so mad when they find out. Oh god. WHY.

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So I was thinking of doing another fan fic along the side of this one with an oc of mine.

Idk what do you guys think?

It won't end up being character X oc, but I'm thinking of doing a Ghostverse and Warrior Nun crossover.

(Like the lore that goes with the band, and the show)

I just need to do this deal with my artist/writers block that comes during and after my seasonal depression.

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Chapter 8

Everyone tried their hardest to carry on with their conversations after being told that their attention could make you feel even worse.

The only people you let near you were Mina and Kirishima, who brought you a snack and a soft blanket to help you recover.

Mina was the first to speak.

"So," she paused as she thought of what to say next, "how are you feeling?"

Being unable to speak, you just gave her a look that said 'that should be obvious.' She just laughed and told Kirishima to explain the situation to the Bakusquad.

"Hey, at least you can take some of your emotions out during training this afternoon?" Mina spoke again, "Hopefully that will make you feel better."

Hopefully

--Timeskip--

You had decided against battling your peers during training, instead opting for the training equipment to the side.

You were planning on beating the shit out of a punching bag before being told to rejoin the class. Hopefully that wouldn't be too soon.

*Tap tap tap*

Ugh footsteps.

*Tap tap tap*

Allmight's footsteps.

"Young (L/n), Young Midoriya has injured himself -again-, so I'm trusting you to-"

"No" you glared at him.

He stared at you, baffled. "Young (L/n)-"

"I said no. I hate repeating myself."

You both stood in silence for a few minutes before he spoke back up.

"Ok, but please remember, young (L/n), it's you who's holding yourself back."

You nodded and turned back to the punching bag as Allmight walked off.

Not even 10 minutes later, you hear someone else approaching you, a set of very explosive stomps progressively getting louder until they come to a stop.

"Bakugo," you turn to face him, "What do you want?"

And there he stood, very pissed and looking ready to brawl.

"If you're looking to call me a freak, you need to be more original. Uraraka's already come at me twice today." He still said nothing. "It's 9 in the morning. I've only been up for half an hour."

That's what seemed to break him out of his silence.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THE RAMBLING?!? I THOUGHT YOU WERE FUCKING MAD AT ME!?!"

(Y/n): ¯ \_(ツ)_/¯

"DAMN YOU AND YOUR FACE" He sighed afterwards, and apparently your shock wasn't obvious with how soft and sheepishly he said his next words.

"Listen, that dumbass Deku decided to destroy his body again, and I don't have anyone to practice with. Soooo... I was wondering-"

Shit . . . .

Maybe you should have let him finish.

Stood there, hand on his face, a red mark from your own fist blooming underneath.

"Fight me, bitch."

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Sorry this was so late, I've been feeling low lately and have needed to focus more on my final project for college, hopefully I'll be getting chapters out more often.

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