#mistsuki

[vangails]

Boruto Ending 23

Next Gen in the opening:

[hotdiggedydevil]

I HAVE SCHOOL THE DAY AFTER TOMMOROW QIMAMSJQJDMc,Kaki ‘s,d,d,x,x,x,soll’s ask I Kaki Kai I

GOODLUCK BRO 🫡🫡🫡

[for-yun]

Her face turned red when he started stripping down, and she looked away to give him more privacy. When she saw how he turned into a dog, she smiled and pet his head laughing when he licked her face. "How cute.she watched in awe with how quickly he changed the weather, looking at him curiously. When he laid down, she rubbed between his ears, smiling. "This is so cute I might die." She laughed softly. "So this is who you are, huh? Thank you for feeling comfortable enough to show me. I'm happy that you trust me.." she smiled and kissed the top of his head.

Worth it *CLOSED RP*

Starter For @for-yun - Mitsuki

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Mitsuki listened for a moment then shook his head "No one is guaranteed a win with anything in life, if you always worried about winning you would never enjoy the moment and life would pass you by way too fast...just like in life, it's about the fun and the memories you will make. I am going to play any game even if I'm not guaranteed a win because I wan to have fun with those I care about.." he smiles shaking his finger in her face playfully "Don't worry so much about winning, focus on the fun you will have by playing. In the end those who had the most fun are the true winners" Maybe he was overthinking it but that seemed to be how he went about everything, it was both a blessing and a curse at times.

[wildflowerwritings19]

MHA Fic - Dreaming Like a Kid

Chapter 4 - “Because” as Rationale

Katsuki stampedes through the rest of the night. His plan practically splits the paper as he carves, each line of his argument housing an army of bullets and statistics. His research rallies the top ten heroes over the past decade, how they trained, and what experiences shaped them into the heroes they are today. He strategizes a spreadsheet stacked with percentages and trends and interview links. He furiously collects his arsenal, and each accoutrement glistens on the paper like freshly polished grenades.

As the sun rises and warms its way across the stone kitchen counters, Katsuki’s mother Mitsuki makes her way down the staircase. She doesn’t notice him at first as she yawns, pulling her lavender bathrobe tighter and rubbing the early morning from her face.

When she reaches the foot of the stairs, she spots him and sours. “Didn’t you just finish an internship?” she asks. 

Katsuki blinks through the sleep deprivation and artillery count. “What’s it matter, hag?”

Mistsuki squints, gaze darting down his hunched frame as he relies on the counter to stay balanced. At least twenty crumpled notebook papers are scattered about the kitchen, the empty burger bag the centerpiece of his military escapade. 

She pinches the bridge of her nose. “Go to sleep, idiot.”

He fights for a while, pointing at his notes and shoving his laptop in her face, but she screams at him until he goes upstairs. She’s so hell bent on getting him to leave, she doesn’t even make him clean up the mess. He tells himself he’s going to keep researching on his phone in bed. The second he hits the pillow, he’s out cold.

Katsuki sleeps for 14 hours straight. When he wakes, he harbors a rumbling felt throughout the entire house. He bulldozes downstairs, shrieking at his parents that they should’ve woken him up sooner. The kitchen is spotless, and a plate of untouched food in the center of the kitchen island sits patiently, clinically seran-wrapped. 

His father sits on the couch and smiles with a cup of tea, content to say nothing. Katsuki screams another obscenity before Mitsuki barks back, “You’ve been gone all week and looked like a damn breeze could kill you! You got your rest, now eat your damn dinner!”

Katsuki does eat - he begrudgingly admits his mother’s cooking is always good, leftover or not - and then spends the weekend doing much of the same. Researching, writing, scouting, practicing his proposal, then passing out for an hour and setting an alarm so he can jump back in. He spends all Saturday into Sunday like this, and soon the stack of papers on his desk is practically eye level.

Halfway through Sunday, he emails Aizawa, asking for a meeting with him, All Might, and Principal Nezu. When he doesn’t hear back within an hour, he emails Nezu directly. He spends the rest of the afternoon and into the evening pacing in his room, rechecking his work and rehearsing aloud. He’s mumbling to himself when his mother pounds on the door, threatening to swaddle him in blankets if he doesn’t get to bed at an at least somewhat reasonable time. They compromise at 2 am. 

Katsuki arrives at school the next morning in a neatly pressed shirt, tucked into a crisp brown belt and fresh slacks, with shined shoes and a sharp green binder in hand. He’s the first to class, and when Kirishima walks in twenty minutes later, he freezes in the doorframe and whistles.

“So manly,” he beams, bounding over to Katsuki’s desk and slapping a hand down as he leans forward. “Dude, did you iron your shirt?” He leans in and sniffs. “Holy shit, are you wearing cologne?”

“Back off, shitty hair..."

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Read the rest here!

[e-icreator23]

I know Liu make the balloon bombs Sol and Mistsuki might like them

*they are hiding in their dads sweater*

[pikapao11]

Fragment from my mind from @maplefudge‘s fic Lego House.

Super fun fic! Go and read it if you still haven’t :)

[cathwritestragediesnotsins]

[dadsbongos]

Hi, sorry I know this may be a strange ask but if you want could I ask for a Mistsuki Bakugou x daughter reader. Where reader rips into her about how broken Katsuki is and how he feels like he will never be good enough and how she’s not helping the situation by berating him and calling him weak. Sorry if it seems odd I would just like some angst :) enjoy your day/night.

not a strange ask at all nonny, i quite enjoyed it actually :) and thank you, i hope you also have a nice day/night

also i know you said angst but it kinda turned into angst -> fluff :( oops

Request for: Katsuki Bakugou (Platonic) Warnings: Mitsuki’s insulting of katsuki :(, not proofread Word Count: 725 ~~~

Mitsuki’s making dinner when she says it,

“If you weren’t so weak, you never would’ve gotten caught and caused all that trouble!”

You knew what your mom meant to do, and you knew she wasn’t a horrible person, but the way she went about it left a sour taste on your tongue. Katsuki spent his entire life being praised - she just wanted to release some of the arrogance within him, but her method was bitter.

Katsuki wouldn’t give a physical reaction to those words anymore, as though he’d accepted them as true.

And maybe he had.

It made you think about each night that Katsuki would come to your room, lip trembling and lashes barely containing the tears ready to burst. He was shaky and hesitant and his hands would pull at his hair while he spoke of his fears coming to fruition. That Izuku - Deku - was catching up. Deku would surpass him and he was standing still. Deku, the weak nerd from their childhood, was going to be stronger and faster and smarter and better - better - than he was. And he wasn’t advancing at all. He’d cry. Bakugou, Katsuki - your baby brother - would cry in your arms, too scared to talk to your parents out of fear that his own mother would only mock these fears.

Heartbreak was a light case for what you’d experience as you held your sobbing little brother.

“He isn’t weak,” you’d never stood up for him until now and you know you’ll regret not doing it sooner. You already do. You wish you’d stopped her the first time.

Katsuki raises his head at your words, brows furrowed as if that would get you to stop talking.

“Well, yeah, he has a strong quirk but still,” your mother shakes her head, “It’s his fault…”

“It’s never anybody’s fault they get kidnapped and putting them down for it is fucking evil,” you walk towards your mother, “Suggesting that your own son wasn’t strong enough and that’s why he was taken it- it- “

“It what?” she challenges, narrowing her eyes at you.

“It makes you a bad mom, let alone person.”

“Oh, so I’m just the worst mother ever, aren’t I? I fed, clothed, and housed you and I’m just awful for that!”

Before Katsuki can jump in and stop you from going on, you nod and grab your car keys from the counter.

“Yeah, doing the bare minimum doesn’t make you a great parent. You don’t get to have kids, care for them, and then mock them for being ‘weak’ and still play the victim card,” you stare at your mother, “Katsuki deserves better than this.”

As you walk away, you pull your brother by his shirt so he follows you out to your car.

“You come back here right now!”

You don’t come back.

You take Katsuki out to a drive thru for dinner.

“Sorry for never saying anything earlier.”

“‘s fuckin’ fine. I didn’t ask you to say anything.”

“But I should’ve. You’re my little brother, Katsuki. It’s my job to take care of you.”

“I’m sixteen. I can take care of my damn self.”

“But I should look out for you.”

He doesn’t respond, merely continues to eat in the passenger seat, checking the clock every few minutes. As if it would magically take you both home and avoid Mitsuki’s wrath.

But he knows better.

Nothing can get you out of Mitsuki’s anger.

“The hag’ll be pissed.”

“Then we’ll wait her out.”

Katsuki gives you a quizzical stare, “We can’t just stay out all fuckin’ night,” he glances at the clock, “I have to go to fuckin’ bed some time.”

“Oh my God, we get it, you go to bed at 8:30,” you roll your eyes, “You’re a toddler.”

“I’m not a toddler, I’m responsible.”

“Hm, Dad’s responsible and he goes to bed at ten.”

“Well, when I’m fucking well-fucking-rested and you’re an exhausted asshole, don’t whine to me.”

“Okay, toddler.”

“I’m gonna beat the shit out of you,” he huffs.

You know it’s a meaningless, empty threat. It’s Katsuki’s way of joking, morbid and violent as it is. But banter with Katsuki means you at least succeeded in getting his mind to stray from Mitsuki’s words. Because he didn’t deserve that. He was a kid that needed maturing, but he wasn’t a villain.

He wasn’t weak.

[justanotherweeb05]

Mistsuki, picking up Katsuki from school: GET IN YOU BRAT!

Kirishima: Is- Is she talking to you?

Mina, laughing her ass off: OMG BAKUGO WTH!!!

Bakugo, being sleep-deprived: I'm too tired for this shit.. I just wanna go home...🙃 *Takes Mina's black sunglasses and puts them on while walking to the car*

Mistsuki: Huh, I'm impressed you actually even lookee my direction. Thought for sure you would rather walk home.

Bakugo: Start driving bitch or else I will talk home..

Mistsuki: SHUT UP! I JUST LOST $50 TO YPUR DAD ON THIS BET! ALSO DONT CALL ME A BITCH YOU BITCH!!

All the while Kaminari and Mina are in the background dying, and poor Kirishima is so confused🤭

mitsuki pulls up in this for ua parents day. what are katsuki and class 1as reactions?

They all stare, confused and a little bit impressed. Katsuki is tired and not at all surprised.

Kaminari and Mina are trying to sneak into the back seat.

[misstyery]

the barbarian | bakugou x reader

pairing: bakugou x reader, arranged marriage, enemies to lovers

synopsis: in a far off land, knights and dragons, kings and queens, and fairies and pixies alike live, love, die, and prosper. unlike most, you have the chance to gain a unique perspective into these being’s lives. welcome to fantasia…

notes: hi, thank you for reading the first installment of my ‘welcome to fantasia’ series! this first installment will probably come in two parts, since i feel like it’ll probably be too long to fit all into one fic. anyways, i love fantasy au/barbarian bakugou, and this idea came to me late at night, so i hope you enjoy this! pls like and reblog if you enjoy this fic!

word count: 0.9k

“ oh come now dear, you could at least smile a little bit, hm? “ a motherly voice rang into your ear. the owner of the voice, a tall and curvaceous woman, continued to add jewels and other accessories to your hair as she spoke to you. she was the embodiment of a stereotypical barbarian woman. tall and curvaceous with fiery red eyes and dressed in red silk. you made eye contact with her through the large vanity mirror before focusing your attention back on your hands. she sighed and continued to fiddle with your hair.

many people came in and out of the tent you were in, some carrying layers of fur, others layers of satin. you couldn’t imagine what more needed to be done to your appearance, already being adorned with countless pieces of jewelry. after the tall woman finished doing your hair she turned and picked up a massive, white fur pelt with brown dots scattered across the fur. she placed the pelt gently around your shoulders and stroked the bare sides of your arms. “ all will be well dear, a marriage to his royal highness is sure to be fulfilling. “ she cooed before turning around and ushering the many other women out of the tent.

then there was silence, and you were alone in one of the enormous tents of the dragon clan. you’re getting married to the barbarian prince of the dragon klan: bakugou katsuki. he’s arrogant and brutish and gets joy out of pillaging villages and small kingdoms, kingdoms like yours. you’re the heir to the forest kingdom’s throne, and it is your royal duty to serve as the bartering piece to ensure your kingdom’s safety and prosperity.

some time passes before someone enters your tent again. this time it's a barbarian man, bulky and tall with maroon eyes. he doesn’t have to say anything for you to know it’s time. you silently rise out of your seat and adjust the heavy pelt on your shoulders before following him out of the tent.

the surrounding area is deserted, everyone gathered at the marriage sight waiting for you. small, crimson tents surround the area, and dimly lit torches stand tall outside of many of the tents. the sky is dark and empty, save for the bright moon high in the night sky.

as you walk alongside the man ( warrior? guard ? ) the beating of drums and ecstatic voices gets louder and louder, until you come upon the wedding venue. everyone from the forest kingdom and dragon klan is there and there’s an atmosphere of anticipation and excitement.

another barbarian comes up to you, this time they escort you down to the gathering while keeping you out of sight from the antsy villagers. they lead you to wooden steps that lead up to a large stage. you can’t see much from the stairs, but you can hear the crowd quiet down and the dragon queen’s voice booming from on top of the stage.

“ now, while the moon is full and at its highest point, my son, your prince, will be wed to the beautiful heir of the forest kingdom! “ there was a loud eruption of cheers from the crowd, and the barbarian from earlier excitedly gestured for you to go up the stairs. following their instructions, you climb the stairs with caution and hesitance. the loud cheers from earlier became even louder as you came into view on top of the overly-decorated stage.

to your left stood the dragon prince, your soon-to-be husband, bakugou. for a violent barbarian, he was undeniably handsome. his crimson red eyes matched beautifully with the pale yellow fur on his pelt. he was adorned with even more jewelry than you, massive amounts of rubies and garnet gems dangling from his neck along with his signature tooth necklace. his eyes focused on you, and a shiver went up your spine when you met his intense gaze.

queen mistsuki ushered you over and had you stand in front of bakugou. he looked you up and down before a smug smirk grew on his face. you clenched your fist and averted your eyes. screw him. this is the prince who’s pillaged and stole from your kingdom countless times, and now he has the audacity to look at you that way? the dragon king, masaru, approached you and bakugou with a gentle smile. in his hands, he carried a burgundy velvet pillow which nested two lengthy gold chains with a massive, round ruby hanging at the end. your marriage necklaces, as barbarian tradition would call it.

“ first, we will have the couple shed and swap their pelts, signifying the passionate love that will envelop them both! “ love, she says, what kind of love is forced upon you as a last ditch effort to save a kingdom?

you and bakugou both remove your pelts. he makes the first move and wraps his pelt around your shoulders, and you then wrap your pelt around his shoulders. his pelt looks comically large on you, dwarfing your frame and dragging against the floor.

“ now, the two will finalize the union by sharing their first kiss as prince and consort! “

you shudder out a breath and gaze into bakugou’s eyes. you take a tentative step closer to him, but his hand wraps around your bicep tightly and yanks you towards him. his lips descend on yours roughly, but the kiss is brief and hurried, like he wanted to get it over with as soon as possible.

all you can do is stare at him as the crowd erupts into overjoyed cheers, and a feeling of contempt settles in your belly...

[miioouu]

Okay okay… BUUUUUUT imagine Bakugou's sister (total softie like their dad but has spunk when she needs it from dealing with Mitsuki and Katsuki all her life) dating Todoroki. I can just imagine Bakugou being like "why icy hot of all people?" (he'd either mutter it or SCREAM it, no in between). And I can Imagine Todoroki being like... "you're so soft spoken and thoughtful are you sure you're related to Bakugou?" lol

Ok but that's so cute!!! I decided to try something different. Thank you for requesting! ❤️💜❤️

You were hesitant at first, you didn't know how to tell your always so angry brother who you're dating, and it wasn't easier to try and figure out how to tell your boyfriend who you're related to. They knew each other, you always hear them complain about the other and talking things, but you never revealed the truth. But you can't hide something so important from the people you love the most, so today is the day you'll finally tell them!

Bakugo Katsuki 🧡

You first thought about telling your ever so furious brother, Katsuki. Most people would be surprised to find out that you to are siblings. While he's the perfect copy of your mother, from looks to personality, you on the other hand you were more like the father, soft and warm, you never met you anger take control of your actions, well most of the time. There's just moments where your inner Mistsuki comes out and you're just terrifying to deal with. But that's not what's important right now. Standing in front of his bedroom door, hesitant to come in, but you knew you had to do it sooner or later. Taking a deep breath, you barged into his room, he was ready to yell at you, but you shut him up when you said that you have something important to tell him. Scoffing a bit, but turning to look at you with bored out eyes.

- "Ok katsu, I know that it's weird, and you probably didn't expect that, but before I tell you, just know that I'm super happy and yo-

- JUST GET ON WITH IT ALREADY I HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO THAN LIS-

-Ok so Todoroki Shoto is my boyfriend."

Silence surrounded the room as Katsuki kept looking at you like you're the craziest person he ever met. You could see from his eyes that he's trying to process everything you just had said, trying to understand if he's having a dream, well more like nightmare, or what just happened is real. "Are you serious, why him out of all people y/n?" He'd ask so quietly that you almost didn't understand, but when you finally did, you plopped yourself on his bed and started talking about how great Shoto is. Though your brother was having none of it, pushing you out of his bed and kicking you straight out of his bedroom.

Todoroki Shoto 💙❤️

After you've told your brother about it, it's time to tell Shoto. You weren't as nervous, you knew he loves you no matter what. He hasn't said it yet, but his actions were enough to prove it. Meeting him at your special place, you greeted him with a hug and soft smile, which he returned with no hesitation. The more you look at him, the more you doubt your plan. You're sure he won't be repulsed by it, he won't leave you because of it, but... But what if he did. Sensing your eased state, he nudge you a little bit, a way to ask you what was going on. "Um, listen Sho, I know I should have told you sooner, but I didn't have the courage. So.... Um, you know bakugou katsuki? Yeah well.... He's my brother." Blinking at you a few times before he just chuckled. That's definitely not the reaction you were expecting, but you're not complaining. Then he turned to look at you and he hit you with a question you're so used to. "Are you sure though? You're so nice, kind, soft, adorable, pretty, intelligent, oh I could go on and on about how amazing you are, but Baku- well katsuki, he's so... Not!" Now it's your time to chuckle amd laugh, so used to this question, yet the way he phrased it made your heart beat a bit faster as your cheeks became a light pink.

While at first Bakugou tried to fight Todoroki for "stealing" his little sister away from him, the two grew closer to the point where you had no idea if Shoto comes to visit you or your brother. And the worse of it all, is when they team up to make fun of you. Now you kinda wish you never told them because they're just so mean! But in all seriousness, you're so glad that the two young men are getting along.

[poisonous-widow]

Good enough?

Adult katsuki bakugou / Pro hero x Adult Female Pro hero / singer

Summary: You were cheated on and it broke you down. But things never last forever. You pack your things and you leave with your kids, bakugou is filled with guilt and regret when he realises your truly gone. 

Content: Angst, Crying, Depression, Cursing

WARNING NOTE: If you don’t like reading these types of genres then please DO NOT READ! However, if you are determined to manage through it then i wish you luck. Please be sure to have some tissues, a cry pillow to hug, blankets and water for hydration for the water fountains to come!

P.S: IDK if i’m good at these, first time so i expect this to be bad lol. Enjoy though! (づ^ω^)づ  and please don’t hesitate to comment about it and if i should make a number two, byeee.

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One 

I am, the diamond you left in the dust

How many times has it been..Since you two once said those three sacred words, “I love you”? 

Your Beautiful E/c sea foam hues wandered the beautiful decor of your walls of your- Both shared bedroom. This very room, Four years ago was a cave of love, a sacred place you could never live or feel whole without the other. You let your mind reminisce the memory of the night when you would hold your other half to your bare chest and let your soft slender fingers coarse through his hair lovingly, his arms tightly secured around your naked waist with his forehead to your chest, eyes closed with relaxation and exhaustion from the previous events that happened. Making the bed, usually a mess. 

But now..It felt like a lost,floating memory in your body. 

You released a breathless sigh as you dropped your bag on the plush bed, tossing the keys on the small lamp desk beside the mattress frame, “I’m home”, Your voice whispered. Oh how you wished he would answer you back with a warm welcome, anything that could lift the heavy weight which pushed on you...but no. 

How could something like that ever happen..? 

When you graduated from U.A, Katsuki Bakugou proposed to you and of course, you happily said yes. He was your husband and you, his loyal and up-most beloved wife. You two still continued as heroes but time to time, you wouldn’t show up. That was because you were the head lead singer of the famously known band “koi”. You told your Husband about it and he agreed to keep your singing identity hidden, as long as he got free access to your performances and that he was able to see you in the best views. Singing was your second love and you wanted to have that in your life still, so having your identity hidden and your lover keeping it a secret was a good thing.

However, time passed by, you noticed that things began to change. Katsuki had started his own Hero agency and was never home much. texts and calls never answered. It frustrated you. You could understand the amount of hero work he would get and the amount of events he’d have to present himself to. But you knew when someone needs to take breaks. Shouldn’t he too? You love katsuki so much that you wished that he would take better care of himself. To be home with you and just relax, hearing you sing a sweet tune or be there when you had your...little breakdowns over the littlest things. Katsuki was your rock and would listen to you when you vent out your problems about the band. he would always be there when you needed it. But now he wasn’t. 

I am, the future you lost in the past

VRRR, VRRR, VRRR

What was that..? 

VRRR, VRRR, VRRR!

SHIT, CRAP, IT’S YOUR PHONE! Scrambling around the bed for your bag, making it fall, trying to catch it and end in a miserable failure, you followed suit and plummeted to the floor. Hissing from the pain, you quickly pressed it aside and slammed your hand onto the vibrating mobile, sweeping it to your ear as your thumb slid the phone icon to the right, answering it. 

“Katsuki, finally! you answered your phone for O-” 

“U-uhhm...Y-y/n-sama?” 

You paused and looked at the phone. That wasn’t the low-toned, gruffed voice of your husband. It was your babysitter.

“Ah, I’m so sorry Uraraka” Your cheeks tinted a light pink from the embarrassment you made of yourself to your friend. She giggled over the phone. “It’s okay Y/n” You could feel her smile through the phone “But...are you okay?” She sounded worried now. “Is there something wrong with Bakugou?” This time, Tsuyu’s voice came through the phone, her small ribbit not going unnoticed.

Uraraka and Tsuyu were some of  the few who you were still in touch with and sometimes with bakugou. But through it all, They were the caretakers to your two 4 year old twin boys, Mistuki and Tatsumi. After the wedding and the honeymoon, you wanted to take things to the next level, there is when you’re two balls of lights blossomed into both your lives. While you and katsuki were too busy with hero work or your secret singing career away from the hero agency, they would come and take them for the day. They were two balls of sunshine and mischief and the girls loved them. They both looked like their father but Mistsuki had your sweet motherly and cinnamon roll innocence and the sharp fire of determination, along with the sheer wildness of their father. Tatsumi, was the replica of katsuki himself. He had everything thing equal, to his fire and wild, the ranting (and...katsuki, i-it’s just katsuki! that’ll all! you gave birth to a katsuki Jr), but he did have your sense in some manner. 

“Y/n? You never answered my question” Tsuyu ribbits into the call, snapping your thoughts back to the conversation. “Sorry Tsuyu. I thought it was him. He doesn’t read my texts or voice mails. He doesn’t pick up his phone in particular anymore!” You scoffed. There was a small silence after your little rage. “Guys?” You called out, you heard a slight of shuffling “Oh, right! You shouldn’t worry about it and all Y/n. Bakugou runs his own agency and with his position, it’s difficult for him to attend anything like a break. Business seems to catch him quicker before he can reach a single ounce of rest”

You silently nodded, twirling the sealed bond between your free hand as the small rope tickled your neck. That had to be the reason, you were sure of it. 

Sucking in a small breath and stood up, grabbing your keys and bag while you turned your phone on and tapped the screen so you could hear your friends on loud speaker. “well, I know that you two didn’t call to see me okay, so, want me to come pick up my babies to give you two some relief?” 

Uraraka giggles, this time your mind could visualise her sweet adorable smile she’s always had, her brown hues gleaming. 

“As always, you are straight to the point” Your lips twitched upwards, a small smile appearing. “Ribbit, actually we called to tell you that the band was approved to continue on.” 

You were silent, a smile crawling it’s way to your face and it stretched beyond the cheekbones. This was the greatest success you’ve ever gotten; everyone was waiting for the conformation of it. All your hard work and your amazing band and crew really paid it off. The girls knew about your side career because you told them, you trusted them. 

“This is great! I have to tell this to katsuki, he’s going to be thrilled!” You bolted from the bed and to the wardrobe. “I gotta go guys, I’ll pick up my babies after visiting kastuki. I’ll be there in 20 minutes, bye!” 

“wait Y/n, Don’t you thi-”

You cut them off by hanging up, putting the mobile on the desk you scavenged through the pile of neat hanged clothing until you spot it; the dress you wore on your honeymoon all those years ago. The dress was simple and casual but beautiful nonetheless, it showed every aspect of yourself and not a single wrinkle in sight! i looked completely new. Yes, you were going to be just you; no make up, no formal clothing, nothing professional or superficial. It’s just you as your born self: The girl katsuki bakugou had married. 

__________________________

Seems like I never compared

Wouldn’t Notice if I disappeared

You made it 5 minutes before Katsuki’s break. E/c hues beamed excitement and your body jumped with fresh bolts of motivation, your band, approved and ready for the big leagues! Katsuki was going to be real proud of you, you were positive and sure of it,of course. 

As you walked down the hallway, some people recognised you, the famous hero-wife of the one and only Ground Zero. Making your way through a small litter of crowds, you tapped a formally-dressed woman on her shoulder, making her turn. You gave her a sincere smile. 

“Sorry to bother you, do you know where i can find Katsuki Bakugou? I-” 

“OMG IT’S HER!!! SHE’S HERE!!! OMG OMG OMG!!” 

Your ears were ringing now, it hurt but you manage to keep a calm face. And since Curiosity just couldn’t poke you more, you turned around and a female was in front of you, squealing and red. She looked like she could explode. 

“H-hello there..” You moved your hand a little, a small gesture of a wave. Her eyes blew up like stars behind her glasses.

“GOD!, I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU ARE REALLY HERE! AMI IS GOING TO FLIP WHEN SHE FINALLY MEETS YOU!” 

‘Ami?, who is that?’, you asked yourself. You subconsciously tilt your head

“I...err..see. I guess you and Ami are new here?” The girl nodded freakishly fast, you were more worried about her neck snapping. 

“YES! BOSS IS SO INCREDIBLY LUCKY TO HAVE YOU AS HIS BEST RIGHT HANDED FRIEND AND SIDE KICK! He speaks so softly about you, it’s really rare to actually see him smile! Ami and I were pretty curious about who you were..” The girl seemed to drift off on the last past. 

Your brows furrowed at some of her words, ‘FRIEND!? I’m his wife. and SIDE KICK!? I know that i work with him but the only side kick that man is gonna get is the one from my foot!’, You were practically fuming in your mind. 

“Your very pretty though, miss!” Her words seemed to cut you out of it. You smiled a little “thanks...” You rubbed your shoulder. “By the way, what position does your friend Ami have?” Curiosity was clouding over you now. “Oh! Ami is Ground zero’s Strategic Assistant. They basically go everywhere together” 

‘They basically go everywhere together’

Your heart felt like it got crushed by an invisible amount of weight. 

“W-where...where are they now?” you sternly said, eyes clouded and the girl just mistook it as exhaustion. “Down the corridor and turn right. go down the hallway and it’s the large door at the end on your left” She smiled and points you in the direction to go. You scrambled to escape from the secretary and towards the directions she gave you. 

You stole, the love that I saved for myself

The more you carried on down the hallway as instructed, the more eerier it gets and you feel a shiver crawl up your arms, you rub them to create a friction of warmth. It’s too silent down here. 

Then you hear him. Her. Them.

When you make it to the large doors on your left, your hand reaches for the handle but a moan causes you to freeze your movements from opening it with brutal strength. 

“G-GROUND ZERO! AHN~! SO-AHHN!”

Her voice was loud, nobody would EVER call that a whisper. And to make it worse, she was crying in moans to his name. YOUR husbands name. Palm to your mouth, you stared at the coloured oak doors, frozen. Your body trembled lightly, feeling an absurd amount of weight plummeting on you; Truth was plummeting on you. 

Silence took over her cries whilst you stood outside, still shaken by the current events that are happening and are still winding in your head. Although you can’t hear anything much more. Is that room sound-proof or some-!

“Fuck!! Assistant” 

Ears perked up, that rather loud and clear moan. Your Husbands moan. Irises trembled along with your body, shock piling over each other within you. Your fingers felt cold as they trembled against the handle on the door, your tried your best to steady them as you opened the wood which stood in your way from the truth. Loud rumbles and shuffling occur as you allowed the door to freely open it’s way for you, Her scream of panic, His body trying to straighten itself. 

And I watched, you give it to somebody else

Her legs were tangled around his waist in a lock. Blood ruby eyes trail from the bare figure of the girl Ami. She’s laying on the desk, looking up at the door, to you. He’s over her, muscular arms that once cradled you are now to the sides of her head. The panic and shock in his eyes are visible. 

“Y-Y/n” 

He’s trying to find words for this event which unfolds before your eyes. Ami hides her face. Her face was obviously red from being caught, Getting FUCKED by your husband and your husband FUCKING her. 

“G-Ground Z-zero, I’m so sorry y-your si-side-kick had to s-see this! THIS IS EMBARRASSING” she squealed through her hands. 

But these scars, I no longer hide

Firstly, you didn’t know how to react. 

You knew something had changed, you felt it coming after he got the agency. But like a fool, you ignored it. You thought of it as something small and easy to fix...but nothing as far as this. face giving it’s all, you tried to express your anger to him, to shout our your fury to demonstrate the rage within you. 

It never happened...

Water splattered the ground beneath you. All that was visible were the tears, the depression and anger somewhat showing but the walls you built to sustain the flow of water was cracking and crumbling at the scene. 

Those lonely nights alone with him at work. 

His sudden change of mood, the built up frustration, annoyance and anger. The sudden distance between you both. It was all because of this. Because of her. 

Let’s just get this over with...

“I came here to tell you that the band was approved.” You looked down and rubbed your left arm. Your walls were coming down harder and you could feel your eyes sting from trying to hold back the water flow. However, his eyes glued to your crumbling frame. 

Then a small heartless laugh came out of your lips, “You know, it’s hilarious to think..” You began, gripping your bare arm, the feeling of your nails digging into your flesh was a punishment to yourself. “My career for being a hero with you all this time was to represent that I would always be there, just you and me together on the battle field and in each others arms, but my Singing..” You let out another laugh, it was cracked but all of this was too much for you “My singing and my songs were all inspired from you because you’ve been my inspiration, my motivation and my absolute everything...ever since the day we met” 

Couldn’t love me, if you tried

Because let’s face it...

“I was never good enough was I...”  beautiful E/c sea foamed hues washed away to a rainy grey, red stains of tears lining pathways down your cheeks.

You took in a breath but you never rubbed your face from the tears, you let them slip out. You were already over-flowing with all these emotions, why should you stop them now. Turning around you were about to leave the room, but you halt for a second. 

Katsuki had slipped out of his assistant and was arranging his clothes back on his body as quickly as he can, checking every now and then if you were still in his line of sight. you were leaving. He began to panic, the girl he just fucked erased from his mind. 

Am i still not, good enough? 

Am i still not, worth that much?

“Y/n!!” He yelled, even though you weren’t that far from each other. His arm was reach out, but your back was still in his face. It was only then your head began to turn itself. “You want to know what i’m most relieved about...?” you turned around, a smile gracing your lips.

Sorry for the smile i’m wearing now

“I’m glad Mitsuki and Tatsumi were never here to see this, their back-stabbing, unfaithful and disgusting ass hole..you truly are” Angry tears pouring from your eyes, you let them fall as you flicked the envelope you pulled from your bag into their air, soon falling flat to the ground where his shoes were. 

You were gone when he looked up. 

Bending down he gripped the envelope and trailed the neat cursive writing on the front, his name beautifully designed and full of love. He un-sealed it and opens the letter within. 

To my beloved, 

My love, my life, My Inspiration and the father to our two blessed sons, thank you for supporting me throughout the years and for taking me as your lover. You gave me a brighter world and all the drastic adventures ahead, thank you for loving me with everything you had. 

I’m grateful to whoever blessed me to be fate with you, you and our children are all I need now, the next and from the previous life. With our family together, all is okay and we are strong. You are my everything and that is all i need. 

I love you with every being of my self that i gave

Sincerely, 

Y/n. 

His body trembled erratically when he finished reading your letter, his hand resting on his eyes as he could feel the pain of tears about to flood him. 

“What the fuck have I done..” 

Guess I’m still...

No, wait

It was you that was never Good enough. 

[crayonflop]

sierra, who are your fav actresses?

i just answered this about korean actresses so excluding them......

kuroki haru

nikaido fumi

sakura ando

ishihara satomi

maggie cheung

shu qi

ayako wakao 

takahata mistsuki

matsuoka mayu

arimura kasumi

aoi yu

[famej]

Hidden Boldness

Mitsuki Aoi x Reader

Innocent was usually the most fitting adjective for Mitsuki. You’ve never seen him initiate dirty activities nord oing anything to you without your permission, any behaviour propeer to a young and horny man like him… A charming one, at that, polite, smart, cute, talented and funny. Yeah, Mitsuki had everything to make you weak in the knees, which is exactly why you fell for him. But as your relationshipevolved, you missed an ounce of boldness. Sometimes you wished he’d come up behind you, turned you around and kissed you so passionately that it’d make you see stars. There were also thoughts definitely rated for over 18 only, but if the 12+ wasn’t even overcame, those ones would have to wait.

You’ve spent a few hours in the night, searching for ideas to unleash Mitsuki’s primary instincts and were set to try them out.

A few days later, you got up early to fetch some chocolate in the kitchen. After cutting out a square, you rubbed it on your lips lipstick style. In times like this, you were grateful to be the only one up or you’ll be sent to the prsychatric hospital.

You checked your reflection, perfect ! Then you beginned to prepare breakfast as if everything was normal.

According to your plan, the thrid brother entered the room first. When his eyes met yours, he smiled as cutely as always…Ah you loved him so much !

«  Good morning ! »

«  Morning, did you sleep well ? »

Not really waiting for an swer, you walked to him and hugged him, slowly going in for a quick kiss.

As you parted away, you didn’t miss how he licked hi slips.

Bingo !

« Did you put something on your lips ? »

«  No, I think there’s still some chocolate I ate earlier. Do you like it ? »

The question made him blush a little

«  I…I..it was nice but you should wipe it off before it dries

The winning light lip up in your mind.

«  Could you help me, please ? »

The blush crept further, nonetheless, he nodded positively.

Ready for the move,you closed your eyes and waited for his soft lips come on yours. But what was your disappointment when a harsh fabric was rubbed on your lips. As your eyes flew open, you saw Mistuki wipe the sweet off with a napkin. His cute face all focused and red.

When he was done, he retrieved his hand and stood there, awkwardly…Before quickly kissing you chastly then retreat to the breafast table.

Not what you intended but he sure proved he could be at least a little bit bold. Trying to forget about your failure, you joined him for breakfast.

Later that day, you were helping i nthe kitchen at L’écrin. Jun and yourself were fooling around while doing the cleaning. Some of the plates were still covered in chocolate and it flew in both of their faces, dripping o ntheir clothes as well as the floor. The previous cleaning has been done for nothing and the two of you were standing there like idiots covered in chocolate.

Whedn each of you take i nthe state of the other, you laugh echoed through the room.

Alerted by the noise, the older Aois entered the kitchen, with confused face, eyes drifting for their brother to you.

«  What the hell happened here ?! » Jin started with a stern look directed at the two of you, making the laugh stop abruptly.

«  Yo useem to find fun in cleaning duty » Ibuki chuckled, not seeming to care much, in contrast to his brother.

«  Sorry…We dropped the plate by accident and got splashed »

«  Don’t worry » the oldest Aoi laughed it off, taking the plate from the floor «  Just try not to make it worse »

On that, you and Junichiro started to clean your mess, while you attacked the counter, two arms slid around your waist.

Mitsuki rested against your back, his face coming over your shoulder.

«  Do you need help ? » he whispered

You smiled and covered his hands with yours.

«  We’re the ones who di dit, so we have to clean by yourself, thanks though »

He fell silent and carried on cleaning with him attached to you.

«  You have a little something… »

«  Hum ? »

You barely registered what he said and were abotu to turned around when you felt a shy lick right behind your ear.

You suddenly whipped around, facing Mistsuki, whi had his cheeks as red as this morning.

«  There was some chocolate behind your, I took it off »

That ‘s when he decided to flee to a deeper part of the kitchen, his eyes and the floor and ears flushed.

But not as flushed as your face. So Mitsuki really had a bold after all.  

[si-ktai-s]

If Bakudeku were to ever date and they went to the Bakugou residence, Mistsuki would be showing Deku all of Baku's childhood photos

And tbh, I think Deku would be going like "I remember that!" For 2/3 of the time

[nate-the-content-creator]

Mistsuki have you and Izuku tried out any roleplay? Do you have a favorite?

Mitsuki blushed. However this was not how she normally blushed. No, Mitsuki was blushing like a schoolgirl. “N-n-no...~ I-I’m too shy to ask to a-ask to try that~”