#oml yall

[corpiote]

*opens proseka bc I need to destress*

*causes more myself stress*

[mountainshroom]

Wife hours 🫶🫶

[lightseoul]

still do

synopsis. bakugou katsuki finally confronts you. you have a difficult conversation. (part 1) (part 3)

cw. fem!reader, worker!reader, prohero!katsuki, aged-up (~24 yrs old), lots of cussing

word count. 1.5k words

a/n. here's part two of admit it, everyone!! thank you for all the love on the first one and i hope you like this continuation <3 reblogs and comments will be highly appreciated (´∀｀)♡

“Excuse me?”

His eyebrows furrow ever so slightly, you would’ve missed it if you just looked away for a split second.

“You heard me.”

You scoff. Unbelievable.

“Yes. As a matter of fact, I did,” you snap back. “I just couldn’t believe the ludicrousness that came out of your mouth.”

“What?” he frowns, “I just thought— with everything that you do and say—” his eyes drift away from you as he trails off. “Shit.”

You don’t know how you feel, let alone what to think about how you’ve been acting when things concern Bakugou, either. But you do know one thing.

He had no right bringing shit up like this.

Not after he just left your relationship to die out like that.

You peer over your shoulder, wary of any prying eyes and eavesdropping ears beyond the open doorway.

You twist your head back to look at him, venom ready on your tongue.

“You’re a fucking asshole, Bakugou.”

At that, you spin on your heel, ready to march toward the exit and not spare him a second glance, when he makes a grab for your wrist. Again.

That’s it.

Fuming, you turn to face him and yank your hand free. “You have to be fucking kidding me! You can’t expect me to do all the work again, Katsuki,” you exclaim, “That’s what you had me doing in the last two months of our relationship, and now you expect me to say, what, that I love you and I want you back, just like that?”

“And for what?” you cackle, “So you can fucking rub it in my face?”

“No!” he yells back. “Fuck, because I still do!”

You suck in a sharp breath. “What?”

“I still love you,” he admits, a scowl now decorating his face. “And I might just be losing my damn mind, but all the signs point to you being in love with me, too.”

Your head is reeling from his weighty confession, heart going at a hundred and fifty beats per minute, but you manage to snort, “Signs? What signs?”

“The coffee?” he starts, “How you go the extra mile with work when it concerns me? How you haven’t gone on a single date since we broke up? And all the others before that.”

He shakes his head, incredulous. “Don’t even go on—just—fucking thinking that I don’t notice.”

You have absolutely no defense for the first two, so you fire back at him on the last sentence instead.

“Didn’t it ever occur to you that our relationship could’ve possibly left me traumatized?”

That shuts him up.

You bite your lip. Maybe that was a bit of a harsh overgeneralization.

You huff, opting to rub your temple in exhaustion instead of looking at him in the eye.

When you speak up again, your voice is lower, volume brought down a notch from exhaustion, or in an attempt to be gentler—you’re not sure.

“I don’t even know why you’re doing all this, Katsuki,” you chuckle, trying to lighten the mood although you know there’s no helping it. “It’s not like you want to get back together…”

You lock eyes with him, and the certainty that once laced your tone suddenly dissolves in your tongue.

“...right?”

He just stares at you, eyes brimming with what you’ve identified long ago as longing, and you find yourself shaking your head before you can even think about doing so.

“...No.”

You gulp, panic rising in your throat. “I can’t go through that all over again. There’s a reason why we broke up.”

“There’s a reason why we went on a break,” he corrects. “And I acknowledge that. I was an asshole who prioritized work over you and our relationship and had to pay the price for it.”

“But our break up?” he shakes his head in what you think is confusion.

Desperation, too.

“We were just on a break…” he continues, “and before I knew it, we already had our friends picking up our things for us.”

He eyes you for what feels like minutes before speaking up again.

“What happened, Y/N?”

“What happened?” you immediately sputter back in disbelief. “You didn’t come after me, that’s what happened! You didn’t bother to prove to me that I was wrong and that you could change—or even protested when I asked for a break!”

“I thought you wanted the fucking space!” he shouts back, frustrated. “I waited it out—I waited for you to take me back. I spent all that time apart trying to become a better person. I even asked shitty Deku to hook me up with a shrink—only to be met with radio silence from you!”

“Then, what?” you challenge, “You just decided a month in that I wasn’t worth waiting for anymore?”

“I just wanted to give you more space by not having you suffocated by my stuff! Shit—,” he curses, “—the last thing I fucking expected was for Bug Eyes to be at my door the next day asking for yours.”

You could only gape at him in unabashed disbelief.

“You’re a dumbass for thinking that move was okay.”

He huffs in defeat. “I thought it made sense at that time. I’m sorry.”

The reality of your miscommunication and the resulting fallout finally sinks in as you stare at each other, the pained look of realization etched across both of your faces.

You look down at your feet, unable to sustain his penetrating gaze for any second longer.

You sigh, “...None of that matters now, Kats. We’re broken up. And you’ve been doing a hell of a good job keeping your distance. It—”

“‘s only because I thought you didn’t want me anymore.”

You look back up at him, “What?”

He chuckles, but his eyes are far from happy.

“I kept my distance because I thought that was what you wanted from me,” he shifts on his feet, now slightly leaning toward you. “But then I started noticing the little things, and both Kirishima and Mina mentioned some shit—”

“Fuck.”

“—and talked some sense into me. Which is why I’m asking you now. Please,” he steps closer to you, and you take a step back out of instinct. Hurt flashes across his face, but he doesn’t make a move to get any closer.

“Please,” he repeats, “just give me another chance.”

“Hold on,” you shake your head, glaring back up at him. “Stop making this about me and what I want, Katsuki. Let’s make this clear.”

You stab a finger to his chest. “You kept your distance because you were a coward. Just admit it—you couldn’t bear being the one who has to swallow their pride and chase after the other person.”

“I know, which is why–”

“No, I don’t think you do,” you interrupt. “If you did, you would’ve just told me you still love me instead of demanding that I say it to you first.”

“So you still do?”

“What?”

He searches your eyes for something. “Love me. I just need to hear you say it, please.”

You huff for the nth time. You’re too tired to be mad at his audacity and to entertain the butterflies that are erupting in your stomach despite yourself.

“So what if I still love you?” you mumble. “It’s not like that will change anything.”

At that, he chances another step toward you, but this time, you don’t move back. You simply stand your ground.

“It does,” he rasps, “It changes everything.”

You look into his eyes for any sort of deceit or treachery, but all you find is honesty. The tears that you think he’s been trying to hold back the entire time now trickle down his cheeks.

Before your brain could even catch up with what you were about to do, your hand shoots up to gently wipe them off his face.

He leans into your touch, eyes fluttering closed. Your heart clenches at the sight.

You missed him, you finally admit to yourself. You always have.

A moment passes before you slowly retract your hand back to your side. The disappointment that flashes across his features when you do is palpable, it almost physically hurts you.

You look up at him and muster a small smile. “Does it really, Kats?”

His eyebrows furrow in question, but he doesn’t say anything, tear streaks now staining his cheeks.

You take in a shaky breath before continuing.

“Does it change the fact that you’re still incredibly busy?” you start.

“That every day, you’re gonna have to choose between work and me? And that you’re always gonna be a hero first and a partner second?”

You smile.

“That I’m always gonna have to swallow my pride and chase after you for as long as we’re together?”

He continues to stare at you with a deep sense of longing, but at that, he says nothing.

You chuckle again, even though the last thing you want to do right now is laugh.

“I thought so.”

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[sidthedragon]

[pinetreespants]

so im working on a "mini" comic (this bitch is 7 pgs) and i finally finished page3 after four days. im so happy i thought i'd share <3

[macaroonkitti]

Request: Link hanging out with the light dragon?

I'm ill about them

[monowritestoomuch]

I’m starting to think 90% of this fandom are Azriel simps due to the INSANE AMOUNT OF AZRIEL X READER FICS

I CAN’T GO TEN SECONDS WITHOUT SEEING ONE

[woe-is-tuli]

Coachella 2024 - Ateez: Hongjoong

[okara-illustrates]

Smii7y doodles!!!

Can’t believe I haven’t finished a drawing of my favorite YTber!

[nixotinix]

YOWZA WOWZA it's been a while! My MH spark died down for a bit in favour of my OCs and goddamned Papa Louie if you can believe it, but my monster high hyperfixation eventually came back and came back swinging! It definitely helps that I recently got some new supplies that Ive never played with before... paint pens! They're so much fun to use and I've been cranking out art at an absolutely ungodly speed because of them. So here's some of that art!

I only have 8 colours of paint pen as of right now bc im poor but like if anybody wanted to buy me some more ahaha just joking (unless....)

Anyways enjoy!

[gingerbread-qwq]

Do yall ever think about how the show takes place over a few months? I think about that dayly and how it makes literally no sense..

Like i get quick friendship but Chat Noir and Ladybug are a bond of like 3 years. Same with Marinette and Alya, honestly they act like childhood friends more. The only ones that act appropriately for how long theyve known eachother is Nino and Adrien. And youre telling me Marinette is *that* obsessed over Adrien after a month or 2??

Its not just relationships either its hawkmoth and the city too. Most of the time it feels like an issue going on for years but then we find out that theyre barely done with the first quarter? Wtf?? Like dont get me wrong i dont want paris under brutal attack by this crazy old man everyday for 3 years but like, it definitely couldve been paced *way* better.

Like he attacks sparsly at first and then after a bit it gets more common and then mayura is added in and then hes like doubling up attacks every day. Or y'know they actually defeat Hawkmoth in a timely manner instead of dragging it out for 5 seasons. Idk im just rambling atp

[warren-keplers-funk-band]

HI. NORMALISE BEING A NORMAL FUCKING PERSON. WHO COMMUNICATES

NORMALISE NOT SAYING SHIT LIKE UEGH I CAN'T BE UR FIRST AND YOUR LAST

YES U FUCKING CAN. THATS HOW A RELATIONSHIP THAT U WANT TO LAST WORKS

AT LEAST BE HONEST WITH HIM AND SAY U JUST WANNA END IT INSTEAD OF BEING ALL. 'AS MUCH AS I WANT THIS TO BE FOREVER'

CLEARLT U FCUKING DON'T OHTMIRGOD

i hate him. nail in the coffin buddy

[tartstealingknave]

Western people when they see a strong, independent, masculine woman acting feminine and is straight:

(They can't handle that strong woman can be feminine too LMAOOOO)

[3-aem]

can i just get one apartment that doesnt have some totally unforeseen downside like the bathroom is unusably tiny, the bedroom has no window, the apartment doesnt smell like piss/has exposed outlets my cat is gonna wanna play with,,,just one/

i did that thing where u just tally some points per pro and con and see what totals you end up with and not a single apartment ive seen this past week has surpassed my current situation and it was just like— well this is a sobering reality.

[pieflavoredartz]

OH NEWS UPDATE A CERTAIN SMBY CAME HOME :D

[dunndunie]

> “Hawks is an evil irredeemable murderer!!1”

> Look through their profile

> They’re an LOV stan

Every single time without fail