#/ u have awakened the v.illain k.atsuki i CANNOT wait to do this thread

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@starshinc​​      ╱      plotted  starter      ╱      villain  au  +  mute  au.

𝗕𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚  𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗦,   𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚  𝗦𝗠𝗢𝗞𝗘,   𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚  𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘 .      the young blond stands at the edge of destruction      ╱      of his own doing,   of course,   the smell of burnt caramel simmering off gloved hands and blood blending into dark uniform,   dirtied after weeks and  weeks  of the same procedure,   ash clinging in hair and resting on shoulders.     this time did not have so many casualties.     this time,   the blond held back,   even rescued one girl from the burning confines of an apartment several levels high      ⸺      it meant he would visit the doctor soon.     outlying behaviours of heroism were against his code :     that was not what he was created for,   conditioned for.

at least,   that’s the plan when he begins his walk away from his carnage.     his mind tells him two different things      ⸺      this isn’t him,   and he needs to go back      ⸺      but it’s when crimson gaze falls onto a figure nearby that he pauses.     steps back once,   brows furrowing,   locking onto familiar green hair      ╱      familiar ?     what about it is so familiar that he is telling himself to investigate,   to inch ever closer to the offending figure that stirs the deepest recesses of his mind ?     why does that familiarity lure him in ?

slowly,   quietly,   the young bakugou follows the figure,   moving like a shadow in the cloak of night as he tries to understand his sudden interest,   his need to know      ╱     tugging familiarity keeps pulling on the repressed parts of his mind and,   eventually,   he winces under the sudden pressure of trying to know,   to understand.     it’s the small giveaway he is there.     and when crimson finally meets forest green,   katsuki squints through his mask,   frown tightening and headache worsening with every second.     (  the dog is unfamiliar,   but those eyes,   the freckles on his face,   the unkempt-looking green hair,   they keep  shouting  in his mind that these were all things he knew,   he should know      ⸺      but the only thing he remembers,   at the moment,   is a much younger face,   beaming grins and talks of heroes ⸺  )

his hands twitch.     they urge to lunge forward,   to destroy.

❝    you ...    ❞     katsuki inches ever closer,   hands glowing ever slightly from his quirk,   even as he tries to fight the conditioning.     ❝    ...     shouldn’t  be  here.    ❞