#that made me sad

[sanzusslutt]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x Y/N

Warnings: angst with kind of fluff at the end, no smut, Katsuki is a hero and Y/N is a villain, Y/N is dead, prob spelling and grammar mistakes just ignore them, threats, bakugo is a crybaby.

Summary: Katsuki hates everyone but the hatred he has for you is no comparison to others. Or at least he thought so but your sudden death makes him see things differently.

The blonde hero fell to his knees as he watched the scene unravel in frond of him. The battle was finally over. The war was over. The rain washed your blood-covered body as it laid dead on the cold stoned street. Above you, the green-haired hero was standing with blood all over his body. His eyes turned to look at his friend, kneeled on the ground, trying to catch his breath as the sensation of safety finally came back to the city. You, the great villain mastermind, were finally dead on the ground. The city was finally safe again.

Red eyes locked on your figure, trying to comprehend that they won the battle. Katsuki’s head fell back, letting the rain touch his tired face as he waited for the pro heroes to arrive. Izuku’s eyes were back on your dead figure. With his one knee on the ground, he lowered his body and with his hand he slowly turned your head to the side where katsuki was kneeling. The red eyes of the blond hero find your lifeless ones, bringing a weird feeling to his stomach.

Bakugo watched as the pro heroes and rescuers searched for victims and wounded citizens, feeling completely empty. Katsuki’s tired body was hurting with even the slightest move, making it impossible for him to move and help the other heroes. His thoughts were clouded as he observed your body being moved to one of the big vans that the heroes used. The blond hero’s head fell back once again. This time his heavily wounded body followed, falling with his back on the stoned ground and loosing consciousness.

The only thing in his head was a memory of you, corned with your back to the wall and Katsuki’s hand on your neck as he swore on his life that he would be the one to take your life away. He never thought the day that he would watch you fall on the ground, could actually come.

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…“Kacchan?.. are you okay?..”

…“Bakugo are you feeling good?”

…“Bakugo you’re not alright..”

…“Bakugo-kun you’ve changed..”

…“Bakugo-kun you’ve become distant..”

…“Kacchan.. you don’t talk to anyone anymore..”

As the months passed, nothing came out of their mouths except of how much the blond hero was distancing himself. They could see something was wrong but no one ever got to actually find out what was on his mind. And no one ever could.. he didn’t even know.. the only thing that felt right to him was thinking about your last moment with him. There were night when he would throw things across his room out of anger and betrayal. How dare you die on him? The sounds of glass or other materials being thrown and crashing onto his door or wall, echoed through the building. Kirishima and kaminari would check up on him through the night to make sure everything was alright.

Everyone could see that he wasn’t feeling good. Aizawa-sensei decided that it would be good for Katsuki to go on patrol one night, to feel the fresh air on his tired face. The blond hero wanted to stay on his cold and empty room once again but Aizawa didn’t gave him that option. Once the cold air hit his face, his mind started playing the memory of you falling on the cold ground with blood all over your body, like a movie scene. As he wondered around the city, he came across the place he saw you for the last time. Something like a villain attack or his sixth sense must have led him there for a second time. Or so he thought.. He never admitted that, what had led him there, was non other but his own feelings.

Red eyes staring at the barely visible blood stained tiled ground, where you laid dead in what feels like last night to him. With slow steps, he approached the red-like spot on the street, feeling the tears that were building up on his now, dark red eyes. The blond hero kneeled upon the blood covered smudge, sensing his own body start to tremble as he placed his two hands on the frond of his knees. His jaw tightened, trying to keep his mouth shut and not let the words that were screaming inside his head fall from his lips. The tears that he tried so hard to keep, finally fell on his cheeks. The unbearable pain he felt in his heart, washed over him like a flood that he could no longer keep inside of him.

“Why the hell am I hurting so much?.. it’s-.. it’s your fucking fault y/n.. you fucking promised me you wouldn’t die that easily!!..” the words fell from his lips and stabbed him straight on his heart like the sharpest swords. The numbness he usually felt inside his heart was now replaced by insufferable pain. How could he ever believe that your death would cost him so much?..

The night visits on the unpopular stained street by the blond hero were now regular. With each visit he would leave behind new tear stains and your favoured coloured flowers. Katsuki would come and “see” you with every chance given. He would tell you how his day or week went, how much stronger Izuku has become, every new move of his, every new feature on his hero costume and every now and then, how much he hated that he loved you or how much he despited that you were the only thing in his mind, in hopes you would walk out of the shadows to kick his ass for being so stupid to fall for a villain.

Five months have now passed since your death and three month of Katsuki secretly mourning and hoping this was all part of your plan. A plan where you were alive and hiding in the dark, watching the blind hero finally being honest with himself and his feelings. Katsuki was once again “talking” to you but this time, he was different. He was almost completely quiet. He just looked at the sky, his eyes filled with tears falling on each side of his beautiful and exhausted face.

“It’s been three fucking months.. fuck.. three months am standing right here, hoping you would be somewhere out there.. I’m fucking loosing my self!!.. IM LOOSING MY MIND!! Fu- fucking shit.. IM FUCK- I LOST YOU!.. WHY WOULD YOU FUCKING LEAVE ME?!.. WH-.. why?..” his voice breaking as he shouted on the now, invisible blood stain on the ground. His heart shattered as he finally started believing that you were actually dead and him thinking and waiting otherwise, would only make him worse.

“I promised, katsu..”

Everything froze. The blond hero stands still, kneeled on the ground as he heard a voice he could recognise from miles away. Your voice.

“Y/n?..” he questioned in disbelief. His body couldn’t move in fear you weren’t actually there. If he looked behind him, there was a chance he was actually loosing his mind and that would actually break him.

A warm hand on his cheek swooped away all the fear from his heart and mind. With your thumb on his chin and the palm of your hand on his tired face, you slowly turned his head to the side, letting him see that you are real. Red eyes looking up and down your figure and in a mater of seconds the blond hero, your greatest enemy, was breathily crying in your hold.

“I promised you, katsu.. I won’t die that easily..” And with that, the hero abruptly stood up from his kneeling position and circled his hands around your waist as his crying face hid on your shoulder. His hold so tight in fear you would disappear again if he let you for even a second. Your hands found place around his shoulders, holding him close and finally letting yourself melt in his arms.

He now knows, he could never live without you and you never could either.

Inspired from this post

[princemonday]

It's a little weird, but I really like when the age gap between the batkids is like 1 or 2 years

20 - Dick

19 - Jason

19 - Cass

18 - Tim

18 - Steph

17 - Duke

13 - Damian

my main things are i never want dick to be gen z and i never want tim to be younger than 19. i used to have jay at 19 too but now that i actually am 19 i realize jay is absolutely not my age. plus i feel like tim in uni makes a lot of sense. also cass for me is always at least one year older than jay.

[rollinsland]

Watching John Wick for the first time. I hope he gets revenge for that beating and his sweet lil puppy 😭

[kinzokusuzume]

𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖋𝖑𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖎𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖑 ?

your result is: 

rosemary

ah, the old soul, nice to meet again. the time of ages is etched into your bones, you see clearly. you've watched the heartache in this realm and sworn to solve it. but kindness without limits is self destruction. oh little leaf, strong and wise, you seek to bring peace with your presence. I'd be wrong to say you fail at this effort, but you mustn't set yourself on fire to keep others warm. you wish to please everyone, to protect them all. but if you shield the saplings from the sunlight they will never grow, and you one day will wither. protect yourself too. you know there are no happy heroes, so don't be one. be a friend. your loved ones will not forsake you for not being perseus slaying all their demons. you have your own monsters, why not meet them first before you conquer anyone else's nightmares. oh true-hearted paladin you are brave, and you are good enough. you know that right? be true to yourself, one cannot do anything saintly if they did not tend to their own wounds first.

Tagged by: stole it from the dash

Tagging: @miqhtyfine and the dash

[attleboy]

TADC SPOILERS AHEAD!! //

don't forget

[poppy-purpura]

when when you want to see content but you are the only one who can create it

[jzeus1]

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[gendernewtral]

gilbert baker designed his flag with the express purpose of it including every single queer person. baker was so dedicated to making sure his flag was inclusive that he added another stripe in 2017, lavender, to represent diversity. the concept that it’s for white gay men came around later and needs to be changed.

can we please go back to associating the original flag, and ideally the modern rainbow flag, with inherent inclusion of every single queer person? instead of deciding that the original wasn’t good enough? personalized flags are important for representing those who have typically been excluded from the queer community, but reclaiming the original flag as a symbol of inclusion is important too.

[feluka]

What a sweet and powerful gesture. It's frustrating when people say "what do you expect them to do? they're entertainers not activists!" look at how simple this gesture of solidarity is and how resonant it is! This is wonderful.

[toughbunnyforever]

the beginning and the end

[sihtryggr]

[creative-clawmarks]

Just outside the [ANGEL]'s line of sight,

two puppets recognize each other.

[ribbittrobbit]

these kids are incredibly stressed out

[moppets]

armand really sat there and said i fucked all the members of the parisian coven, daniel. i fuck so hard, daniel. nobody out there is fucking harder than i am. people want me so much. don't you want me, daniel??

[kidovna]

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[porrigens]

pegoryu valentine :3