#ALSO YEA I DUNNO WHAT TO MAKE THE BACKGROUND SO HOT PINK IT IS

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A little redesign of these two if you wanna call it that 😅

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Could I possibly get a Pinterest scenario prompt 30 with bakugo. If it’s not too much to also ask, could the readers quirk be based of off witchcraft to? Thank you so much in advance!

This was so cute, I had to look up some stuff for the background on the hex bags so here’s that link! Anyways I hope you enjoy(: I love me some Bakugou tbh so it’s always a blessing writing fro him! 

30: “It was you the whole time.”

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Katsuki Bakugou!:

Bakugou was bewildered as he found another bag of-what the hell was this? He held a rose petal to his face and frowned. He’s been finding these bags around him for the last couple of days.

Moving into the dorms was something that he didn’t mind, he was able to spend some time away from his moms shitty nagging. What sucked was having to deal with every extra in class, especially after everything he was feeling it was exhausting to have to see them all the time. Although the fight with Deku had helped with some of his emotions, he still felt pretty shitty. However, he’s been able to sleep better the last few days and he’s been feeling much better. 

That’s when he noticed the bags. They were always a different color, but they mostly held the same type of stuff. Consisting of spices, crystals, petals, and other girly shit. For some odd reason, he wasn’t annoyed. He just wanted to know what the fuck they were and who the fuck was putting them there.

He closed the bag up and put in the drawer with the rest. He’s accumulated 5 now with the current bag being included. The different colors were a mix of yellow, green, blue, pink, black, and the current being a black. He had his suspicions, but he would never outright accuse you. That was your quirk after all, witchcraft, yet he’s never seen you do something like this.

You always used the elements when you used your quirk, taking the energy of things and converting that into spells and hexes alike. However, you tried to prove it wasn’t an evil quirk and he respected that, how you always were trying to prove yourself. Yet you used your own energy when in a battle as a way to not hurt others so it was annoying at first, how you seemed to not be giving it your all, and that had caused him to be rude to you like how he was towards that icyhot bastard.

You have gotten a little more open to using other things to help supply your quirk, and that finally allowed Bakugou to see at least some of what you could do and he enjoyed it. Now you were a worthy person to battle if you were going to keep it up.

But Bakugou has never seen you use bags before for any type of spell or whatever it was you exactly did, so he was reluctant to say anything. The only reason he felt angry about the situation is because he wasn’t supposed to give a shit if he was right or wrong cause he was always right, so who cares if he called you out? Who cares if he caught you, he could finally yell at you to quit it before he blew your ass up. But, that hesitation is what got to him. He didn’t understand why he was so hesitant to make you knock it off, in a way, he kinda liked finding the bags? It was-dare he say, cute. 

He was sure they were the reason he had been sleeping better, and feeling better, and in a way he didn’t want to lose his last grasp of peace he’s finally found. So he’s kept his mouth shut about it all, hoping that maybe you’d just come out on your own.

The next day you were in your room humming happily to yourself while creating another charm bag. You had a red cloth and were filling it with various elements to promote healing, strength, protection and love. You blushed a bit as you added Silver and rose petals, which both had love properties to them. You didn’t think it was a wrong thing to do, crush or not, you’d add love to anyone’s charm bag. Everyone should experience love and the feeling of warmth it provides.

You tied the bag with a normal string, turning to light a red candle and incense that smelled of peppermint and chamomile. Moving the bag above the flames and allowing it to bask in the smoke, using this as a way to cleanse the bag of any negativity, and to help strengthen the charm’s power once you empower it. After deeming it clean, you took a deep breath and used your own energy to transform into an aura and allowed life and power into the charm. You pictured the outcome; a safe, calm, happy, and loved Bakugou. You placed the bag against the candle and moved the last remaining energy from the candle into the bag, like a seal, until the flame burned out. 

You smiled and hid the bag in your pocket as you left your room. You knew he was still training and you wanted to place the bag in his room before he got back. Luckily you didn’t have to actually break into his room, you were able to picture picture a place inside his room. Thankfully you’ve seen it before, otherwise it wouldn’t work, and with a small spell on your lips you could have the bag phase through the door and be set wherever you thought of.

You glanced around before closing your eyes once you reached his door, and allowed the familiar spell to roll off of you lips. You felt your energy deplete, but it was nothing compared to larger spells you used during battles. You smiled and went to turn around when you heard a voice speak up.

“So, it was you the whole time.”

You spun quickly and locked eyes with the hot head. You felt your cheeks blush and heart drop, oh god he was going to chew you out wasn’t he?

“B-Bakugou! Uh, pshh, no I dunno what you’re talking about!” You laughed nervously and went to walk around him, but he caught your elbow before you could get too far. Your mouth felt dry as you swallowed whatever saliva you could to help, but it didn’t.

“Uh..” You were speachless, what were you supposed to say in this type of situation? “I’m sorry Bakugou I just..” You looked away.

He dropped your arm and sighed, running a hand over his face. 

“What was the color today.”

You raised your head with a surprised look, he’s been finding your bags?

“What?”

“You heard me. I’m asking what fucking color it was this time.”

“Um.. Red.” You were confused, was he not going to yell at you?

“Mm.. That’s like strength, protection and love right?” Bakugou grunted out, feeling his cheeks heating up.

You felt your own heat up, how the hell did he know that?

“I uh, yea, how’d you know?” 

“I looked it up obviously. I wanted to know what the hell was being left in my room after all dumb ass.” He scoffed, crossing his arms.

“I suppose.. I’m uhm, I’m sorry again. I just..” You rubbed your neck and bite your bottom lip.

“I was worried about you, and I knew you probably didn’t want anyone to comfort you so, this was the only thing I thought would help.”

“You better be sorry.” 

You looked away ashamed, knowing you shouldn’t have used it without his permission, but you just so desperately wanted to be able to do something! He was too stubborn to accept anything else!

Bakugou saw the hurt in your eyes and felt annoyed at the pang in his chest, who cares that you’re sad? Who cares that your fidgeting was cute and that lip bite.. Not him dammit!

“Idiot.” He huffed, “You better start making sure you put more strengthening shit in those bags of yours. If this is going to be a normal occurrence you better make me the best damn bags ever seen, you hear?”

You didn’t know how many more times you could be surprised before your heart gave out. 

“You want me to continue? You don’t mind?”

“Like I said, more strength, got that Luck Charm?” You flushed at the nickname but smiled nonetheless, happy he was happy, even if he wouldn’t admit it.

“Of course, you can count on me.”

“Good.” He looked at you, his face soft. 

He wasn’t smiling, but there wasn’t a scowl either, it was a nice change. You both stood there until he ushered you away, and you decided not to press your luck and left without a hassle. Waving to the explosive blonde while walking back to your room. What you didn’t notice was the small smile that took over his lips when you walked away. Clutching one of your bags that he had in his pocket.

Yeah, you were his good luck charm alright.

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Dear anon that called me a coward. I am not, fuck you. //lh

*green was answered by Wei, Red by Harley, Blue by eirynn, Pink by aydi. Sorry if it’s confusing.

1. Is there a boy/girl in my life? There is someone in aydi’s life.

2. Think of the last person that hurt you? Do you forgive them? Yes, I know I actually shouldn’t but I do.

3. What do you think of when you hear the word meow? I’ll meow back because I want too.

4. What’s something you really want right now? A beer and some love 😭

5. Are you afraid of falling in love? Yes, because it involves vulnerability and sappy stuff and I hate that.

6. Do you like the beach? Kinda, it’s not bad.

7. Have you ever slept on a couch with someone? Yes and I hated every minute of it.

8. What’s the background on your cell? The lockscreen below. The Home Screen is none of your business.

9. Name the last 4 beds you sat on? Mine, aydi’s ex’s, xyr brother’s and a friends.

10. Do you like your phone? Well if I say no I sound spoilt but I wouldn’t mind better y’know...

11. Honestly, are things going the way you planned? No, I hate everything and need death :/

12. Who’s the last person you added to your contacts? A friend from school, he found my number and I dunno how.

13. Would you rather have a poodle or a Rottweiler? Rottweiler

14. What hurts more, physical or emotional pain? Depending on what’s going on, currently it’s emotional pain being a bitch.

15. Would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum? All I want is a date at an art museum ;-;

16. Are you tired? Absolutely exhausted

17. How long have you known your first contact? Since January 2019

18. Are they a relative? No, school friend.

19. Have you ever considered getting back with an ex? No but *some people* have and I personally find it annoying because the ex is a jerk.

20. When was the last time you talked to the person you shared a kiss with? ...yesterday

21. If you knew you had the right person would you marry them today? I don’t see why not, sure.

22. Would you kiss the person you kissed last again? No, don’t think I would.

23. How many bracelets are you wearing? Currently 2.

24. Is there a certain quote you live by? “No”

25. What’s on your mind? This really big teddy bear i saw in the store, but I couldn’t get it and I’m sad 😢

26. Do you have any tattoos? Can’t get any yet but I really want a few!

27. What’s your favorite color? Pink and green

28. Next time you will kiss someone on the lips? Do you want a date or sumn?

29. Who are you texting? Currently my Classmates

30. Think of the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch? Yes... why are all of these about kissing?

31. Do you ever have a feeling something bad is going to happen and it did? All the time bc nothing good happens

32. Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to? Yes, quite a few

33. Do you think anyone has feelings for you? From what I hear recently, I’m gonna say yes.

34. Has anyone told you you have pretty eyes? Yes and it makes me melt each time.

35. Say the last person you kissed was kissing someone else right in front of you? Not my problem, we’re not together so he can kiss who he wants.

36. Were you single last Valentine’s Day? No.

37. Are you friends with the last person you kissed? Yes

38. What do your friends call you? Whatever they want to at the time, I don’t care.

39. Has anyone upset you in the past week? Myself

40. Have you ever cried over a text? I do that a lot.

41. Where’s your last bruise located? My face, under my eye.

42. What is it from? I’d rather not say.

43. Last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really badly? All the time when I have to be with people who don’t give me space.

44. Last person you were on the phone with? I don’t make calls so the last person I texted was a friend.

45. Do you have a favorite pair of shoes? Heels/boots make me feel good.

46. Do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day? Yea if it’s necessary or it’s a cute hat

47. Would you ever go bald if it was in style? No, I love my hair too much.

48. Do you make supper for your family? No but I can cook if need be

49. Does your bedroom have a door? Yes

50. Top 3 webpages? Tumblr.com, picrew and Pinterest

51. Do you know anyone that hates shopping? My friends like shopping but hate shopping with me bc I wanna go to every shop.

52. Does anything on your body hurt? Everywhere (not even joking) currently it’s my left arm that hurts the most

53. Are goodbyes hard for you? Depends on the person really, if you were a bully or just a bad person I won’t miss you.

54. What’s the last Beverage you spilled on yourself? Coffee

55. How is your hair? Currently curly and not set properly so my bangs look uneven ;-;

56. What do you usually do first in the morning? Lie there for a few minutes, cos I’ll probably still be tired.

57. Do you think 2 people can last forever? Yes, if they are happy with each other.

58. Think back to January 2007, we’re you single? I was 9 months old so yeah...

59. Green or purple grapes? Both suck

60. When’s the next time you will give someone a big hug? As soon as I can without the chance of death.

61. Do you wish you were somewhere else rn? Probably somewhere quiet

62. When will be the next time you text someoone? Later today bc time zones

63. Where will you be 5 hours from now? Still at home, maybe the store idk

64. What were you doing at 8 this morning? Still sleeping

65. This time last year can you remember who you liked? An ex I think, not sure

66. Is there a person in your life that always makes you smile? Yes, the tumblr mutuals

67. Did you kiss or hug anyone today? No

68. What was your last thought before you went to bed last night? “Ow my fucking head” after hitting it while trying to get comfy at 4am

69. Have you ever tried your hardest then get disappointed at the end? Yeah, happens a lot and sucked every time

70. How many windows are open on your computer? I’m on mobile but 16 tabs are open rn.

71. How many fingers do you have? 10

72. What’s your ringtone? Whatever’s the iPhone default

73. How old will you be in 5 months? I don’t know how old I am now but the body will be 15

74. Where’s your mum right now? Lol who?

75. Why aren’t you with the person you first loved or almost loved? If you are talking exes, then it’s because we weren’t happy

76. Have you held hands with someone in the past 3 days? No

77. Are you friends with the same people you were with 2 years ago? Sort of

78. Do you remember who you had a crush on in year 7? No

79. Do you know anyone with the name mike? Nope

80. Have you ever fallen asleep in someone’s arms? Yes because I sleep in class a lot and my classmates let me

81. How many people have you like in the past 3 months? Between all of us, 3

82. Has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past 3 days? No, or I hope not

83. Will you talk the person you like tonight? Hopefully

84. You’re drunk and yelling at hot people from your car, your with? All my guy friends bc I’m more likely to get drunk with and I’m more comfortable doing weird stuff with them.

85. If your bf/gf was into drugs would you care? I mean I would prefer them to not but honestly it’s their life in the end. I would try to help but if I can’t stop it it’s not my problem, it would also be kinda hypocritical of me

86. What was the most eventful thing that happened when you went to see a movie? Can’t remember

87. Who was your last received call from? A missed call from my friend, I texted her back tho

88. If someone gave you $1000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you? ...yeah

89. What is something you wish you had more of? Love

90. Have you ever trusted someone too much? Sadly yes

91. Do you sleep with your window open? No

92. Do you get along with girls? Yes, if they’re nice

93. Are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth? I’m not exactly sure if they need to know

94. Does sex mean love? Absolutely NOT, lol just bc someone is horny and wants to sleep with you, doesn’t mean they love you

95. You’re locked in the room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem? Not really

96. Have you ever kissed someone with a lip ring? No but I did kiss a guy with a tongue stud...

97. did you sleep alone this week? All except one day, or was that last week...

98.do you have someone who makes you happy?Yea I guess

99. Do you believe in love at first sight? No, not really actually

100. Who was the last person you pinky promised? A friend

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Le Gentilhomme Aimant Sans Pitié - Lockwood x Lucy 1

“What the Hell is that Chain for?!” Lockwood x Lucy

Lockwood and Co. Series

Summary: What happened with La Belle Dame Sans Merci, but reverse.

————Lockwood————

Our clients certainly made an image of themselves. There were two of them; an older man and a girl possibly our age. The man was short and roundish, he wore a yellow jacket with leather patches on the elbows, a grey waistcoat which was pushed outwards by his belly over a white v-neck shirt that allowed some of his chest hair to show and some deep red pants that basically screamed for attention. Quite a looker really.

The girl beside him was skinny and scrawny like a malnourished kitty. She had a pair of faded jeans and a long pink shirt that fitted her much too big and only managed accentuate how thin she was. Her mouth was a delicate, sad line, her eyes sunken and seemingly far into the unknown and her face framed with a long mane of hair that somehow shadowed her eyes.

“This is Mr Lewis Tufnell” Holly said as they walked in “Mr Tufnell and…”

“And Charity Budd” Mr Tufnell walked forward and shook out hands. The lass moved behind in a trance-like state, her hands heavily perched together in front of her. In fact, too heavily-

I looked at Lucy to make sure she noticed them too, and of course she did. George walked in with the tea ready and stopped, open-mouthed when he saw it too, and Holly was feverishly gesticulating at us.

The girl was being held by a chain. It didn’t matter how polished and shiny it looked, it was a chain.

Mr Tufnell did not wait for an invitation and sat down on the sofa, pulling the girl down after himself. She seemed to sink into the couch, her shoulders slouching and the chains clicking softly as she settled herself.

I cleared my throat.

“Er, good morning” I began a little uncertain “I’m Anthony Lockwood. Now, Mr Tufnell-”

“Call me Lew!” He exclaimed flamboyantly “Plain Lew Tufnell! That’s how I like it. No airs and graces about me, I hope. Proprietor of Tufnell’s Theatre, not to mention Tufnell’s Marvels and Tufnell’s Traveling Fairground of Astonishment and Delight. More to the point, I’m also a man at his wits’ end, for my establishment is cursed by an evil spirit that threatens me with ruin” He made a small pause to sigh and notice Holly’s seed cake on the table “Ooh. Is that little morsel for me? Smashing!”

“Well, we were kind of hoping to share it out between us” George said, but I raised my hand.

“Before we deal with cake or curse, there’s one thing we need to discuss…” I hoped Mr Tufnell would take a hint, but he was obliviously clueless “Well, we can’t help noticing the chain…” The man seemed startled for a second there, but then smiled.

“Oh, that’s just for dear Charity’s safety. Don’t worry about it” I frowned.

“I don’t. But-”

“She won’t hurt you or your associates, no, not poor Charity here” He patted her long hair “She’s just not so particular about herself, if you take my meaning. See that cake knife there? If I weren’t vigilant, she’d be on it in a trice. Bury it in her own heart, she would, and spoil your lovely carpet”

I looked between the carpet and the knife, noticing how the others did too, then looked at the girl, pale and distant.

“She’d stab herself?” Lucy asked carefully.

“Assuredly”

“Surely, Mr Tufnell” Holly, who was perched in George’s chair, chimed it “If she’s, well, ill, she should be in a hospital. She needs doctors-”

“No doctor can help her now, miss” Lew Tufnell shook his head sadly “They’d drug her and truss her around while her life drains out of her regardless of what they try. In a day or two she’d just be another corpse who’s spirit’s gone. Waste of time, doctors. No, miss, we need you. That’s why we are here”

“I don’t understand” I said after a little silence in which I looked around at the others “I’m sorry, but I’m not sure what we can do to help her. Now, if there’s a spirit in your establishment-”

“It was the ghost that did this to poor Charity” Mr Tufnell said. We gazed at the lass again; at her stillness, her passivity, her unseeing eyes.

“Ghost-touched, you mean?” George asked.

“No, not touched physically” Mr Tufnell answered, “thought, it was a close call, her heart is snared; his sucking her spirit out of her, making her weak. I don’t think she’ll live farther than two more nights, maybe less, then he’ll come to finish what he started” He looked at the girl sadly “If you destroy him, maybe it’ll break the link. Maybe she’ll come back. I dunno”

I crossed my legs in a businesslike manner. I still disliked the chain, but if it was the only thing preventing her from ending her life in a hurry, then something better be done, and quickly “You’d better tell us about this ghost, then” Lucy got to her feet.

“I think first we should all have some tea”

“And I think” George moved too “I should bury this cake knife where it belongs”

“That’ll be splendid” Mr Tufnell exclaimed “I love cake” Lucy started fumbling with the teapot and the cups in the tray.

“Some tea for miss Charity too?” Lucy offered her a cup, but the lass remained impassive.

“Oh no” Mr Tufnell took the cup from Lucy’s hands “She’s not eating anymore, not since it happened anyway” As she took care of the rest of the cups, I noticed how Lucy’s nice skirt went up a few centimeters (particularly on her behind) as she lowered herself a little. I kept my eyes away from the compelling image, as I had taught myself to do for the last years, but unmistakeable noticed how Mr Tufnell did not.

“Well” He remarked a little to himself, but loud enough for all of us to listen “You’re a bright little shower, and no mistake. Scrubbed and shiny and pleasing to the eye. I could find jobs for you on one or two of my shows, if this agency lark doesn’t work out” He flashed her a washy smile, which I noticed only made her frown a little scaredy “Couple of little dresses, a few sequins, twinkly tassels in appropriate places…you’d fit right in”

“That’s nice to know” I said through gritted teeth, my insides furiously boiling with something I couldn’t quite name “George here will bare it in mind. Now, how can we help you in our present capacity as professional psychical investigation agents?”

“Tell us about this evil spirit” Holly spoke crisply. She also hadn’t liked his comment; none of us had. She turned a page to her notepad and held her biro ready “What is it, how it appears, and how its affecting this poor girl”

“Its not just Charity who’s been affected, I’m afraid; there’s been a death too. The theatre and fairground are no longer a safe place for young lassies, no thanks to him” He took a great bite of the cake “I’ll be brief. I’m a busy man; I can’t sit around all day munching cake, even if you can. Well, the background’s quickly told. You’ll have heard of Tufnell’s Traveling Fairground, no doubt. Been in the family a hundred years. My old dad now, Frank Tufnell, he used to take it up and down the country, but what with the Problem, travel’s no longer safe. So, the last twenty years we’ve taken roots in Stratford, east London. There’s an old theatre in the site- Palace Theatre, its called; been there a couple of hundred yeas itself, they say- and we use it for magic shows and circus entertainments, as well as housing Tufnell’s Marvels. The fair’s set up permanently around it. A tenner gets you entry for the whole shebang, and for that, my friends, you have a feast of wonderment that never ceases or runs dry. Plus a free hot dog for kids on Sundays. Now that’s what I call value”

Listening to the man’s blubbering was like listening to the radio’s continuous advertisements about this and that and the other. Boring. I listened to him nonetheless, looking out the window for something more interesting to look at “Indeed. You mentioned something about a ghost”

“I did. It walks the theatre’s corridors at night in the guise of a cloaked man, athletic and suave, or so I’m told, yet with an evil heart” He shuddered greatly “His already taken one of my lasses, and Charity here won’t linger long. Any young lady he meets never lives to tell his tale. They call him…” He looked at the girl beside him and leaned forward, his voice descending into a whisper “They call him…Le Gentilhomme Aimant Sans Pitié”