I’m Finally Back Guys. Starting Over 🌱

HERE IT IS, THE FINAL PART, I really can’t believe it’s been more than a year since I started drawing this, makes me so happy that so many people liked this AU that for so long Rose and I kept for ourselves, I’m so glad we decided to share it and turn it into this comic, IT’S BEEN SO AMAZING, Thank you all SO SO MUCH from the bottom of my heart for being here and for following this story, you’ve been so amazing and so patient, I’m so grateful I got to make this until the end.

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I-80 highway through Wyoming. nicknamed The Sisters, for the three sets of hills that create an optical illusion of the road rising into the sky

pro hero bakugo katsuki who is unfortunately used to the swoons and flirty expressions he receives from people on the daily. he’s only grown more handsome as the years go by, and the media seems determined to remind him about that every day.

it’s made his daily life insufferable, and he finds that it annoys him when people bend over backward and stutter and let him walk all over them in an attempt to please him wherever he goes. he’s just managed to escape a gaggle of enthusiastic and giggly fans when—

“hey! watch it asshole!”

he blinks slowly when he crashes into you, a frustrated groan leaving your lips when your drink goes tumbling to the floor. he’s baffled by the glare you shoot him, pretty eyes glowering with disdain before you scoop the useless cup up and toss it into the trash.

“what the fu—“

“next time watch where you’re going,” you grumble, cutting him off and wiping a stray drop of liquid from your sleeve. “thought a pro would have better reflexes.”

your short interaction has sent a thrill through bakugo’s spine, and he feels himself fighting off a smirk before—

“what’s your name sweetheart?”

you falter for a moment, his question catching you off guard before you give him a wary look and answer. he motions to the coffee shop behind you with his head, moving towards the entrance as he aims a cocky grin your way.

“need to know what name to give the barista so i can make it up to you.”

I love them, Your Honor 🙋🏻‍♀️💚

I like saying "I'll allow it" only in contexts where I have no power or authority

this website is too fucking easy you make a post about transgender gay sex or the skull and people black out and hit reblog

tumblr discourse after 13 years on this fucking website