#yeess! a side character question!

[the-kr8tor]

hihi! so if i got it right, yuri, ned and others who appear in ur aus are also from other spiderman versions, right? could u tell us more about the inspiration behind those characters and how u imagine them? :)

HELLO!! ❤️

Yep!! That includes Robbie and captain anarchy (karl) I wrote them in for the lovelies who already know them, you know like a lil easter egg. Also I can't always make ocs but they're kind of like an oc in a way? (But they're definitely not my own characters) Bc I practically added more stuff for them like their background and some traits that weren't in their original characterization.

My absolute fave side character in the spiderman game is Yuri so I had to add her in ttn and bdas! In the game she's very confident and quick witted so I also wrote her like that albeit very flirty too bc I may or may not have a tiny crush on her lol yuri is asian so imagine her as asian too with long hair and feminine features

For James I just remembered that jjj had a kid in the comics and I thought "jjj would hate it if his kid hangs out with spider man lol" also I needed a goofier character so I gave that trait to James. Also I imagine him looking like one of those 90s heartthrobs lmao also kind of having frat boy look

Spoiler warning for bdas chap 9 ⚠️

Ned bc I love the lil goofball (sorry for killing him in bdas) my inspiration for him is the mcu ned from Tom Holland's version but I think I diverted more to the comic version of him in bdas and some parts of ttn. Like he's more serious in some scenes but he's still very much a goofball. I also imagine him as asian.

[itsabouttimex2]

Drifting in Seafoam

(I don’t have enough ‘rare character’ bots, so I made one of Ao Guang!)

Suffering is easier to swallow when it comes with an excuse.

Ao Guang has long learned the worth of these words. It’s hard to break free from the relief they have brought him. If he can pretend that there was meaning to the loss that he’s suffered, to the grief he’s endured, then he can bear it with less tears.

His son, Ao Bing, slaughtered and burned by a Celestial Prince. His son. His little prince. His pride and joy. His darling child. His baby boy.

Gone. Reduced to dust. Left to drift in the wind until those motes of flaky grey had settled to move slowly across the waves of the placid eastern sea.

Sometimes, Ao Guang was sure he could feel precisely which current was carrying the remains of his beloved son, whose ashes would forever be cradled and adored by the sea in which he was raised.

“You mustn’t stray from me,” the dignified king instructs, one wrinkled hand reaching to trace the keratin of your draconic horns. “You must never leave my side, Y/N.”

He slowly takes your hands into his own, holding them tight. He’s been through so much, and lived for so long- and still hasn’t so much as mildly faltered in his strength.

“You are so very much like coral,” he sighs, holding tight to your hands. “So bright and colorful. And so, so very fragile. Drifting slowly through life as the world rages around you… I shall never allow you to come to harm.”

Still are you awkward with the forked tongue so “graciously bestowed” upon you, so the most graceful response to be mustered is a sloppy: “Yeth- yeess. Yes. Yes, and th-thank you, Your Highness.”

“None of that,” Ao Guang sternly instructs, brushing some of your hair behind one of your newly pointed ears. “I have taken you as my own, haven’t I? It is no longer appropriate to refer to me so formally.”

You don’t miss the slight weakness in his voice- this isn’t something the king “wants”. This is something he needs.

It’s feels like a personal insult to yourself, giving in so easily. But there’s no point in fighting, no point in arguing.

Not when His Highness now commands so much of your life, and in so many ways.

“Yes… yes, Bàba.”

In the bend of his knees, there’s the slightest bit of quivering. Slowly does the dignified dragon kneel to your level, cupping your cheeks in both of his old and worn hands.

Ao Guang is cold to the touch, but there’s an incredible amount of warmth in his baggy eyes.

He’s been crying, clearly. Only late at night, when no one but you is around to hear, only when you’re wrapped in his arms.

Not that you were awake for any of it. Guang had made sure of it.

“Very good, my child. Now…”

And there’s the moment you were fearing. That trailing beat. The slightest of pauses, where the king is either planning or plotting maybe even questioning next his actions… before going through with them in the simplest way possible anyhow.

“Allow me to make you another cup of tea.”

“Baba,” is your prompt little whine, draconic tongue flicking around in trembling worry. “My hornth- my horns still huu-urt. N’my ears.”

Compassion glimmers in the seafoam hue of his eyes, his gaze softening slight.

“…I’ll make it special for you,” he promises, using one worn hand to pat your head, “and mix in something to help with the pain.”

As he once did with Bing, so long ago. Boil something hot and sweet to soothe cramps and headaches and fevers.

Guang firmly takes one of your hands into his own, pulling you slowly along to the palace kitchen.

The polished tiles click under his boots, each step sinking a further feeling of helplessness into your heart. You always end up wishing that the journey would take longer- but the click, click, clicking lasts so woefully short a time-

And soon Ao Guang’s hands are around your waist, boosting until he has you settled on a wooden chair with restrictively snug armrests and a padded back.

This… this chair was brand new. And with how perfectly it conformed to the fit of your build, it was very likely that your “adoptive father” had it commissioned and custom-built for you.

At the notion of being treated like a troublesome or helpless child, your face reddens. “Ah, b-baba? The n-normal chair ith- is fine…”

“Hush, Y/N,” he starts, grinding several dubious ingredients with a pestle. They crumble quickly under his powerful hand, and are swept into a ceramic kettle with a winding draconic design.

Once Guang fills the lot and moves it over a stove, he continues to speak.

“You cannot hold yourself through the process of transformation, can you? I saw fit to provide you with some measure of comfort, little conch.”

The little nickname slips off his tongue with practiced ease- you clearly are not the first person he used it for.

Still, he says it so genuinely and warmly that it.. it manages to soothe you in some small measure- that is, right until you hear a tittering whistle- and the tea is done.

In small ways does the bereft man dote on you, even as you squirm and bite back a gasp at the dreaded squeal of the kettle. He mixes inside the teapot a combination of honey and sugar and some nebulous white powder, stirring the mixture together with a little silver spoon.

He plates the little white cup and brings it before you, taking the golden handle between two of his old fingers. As he did twice before, and was bound to do many times again- Guang lifts the rim to your lips.

“Little Conch… I cannot wait to see how you change next.”

[bumblingbabooshka]

What if right after Tuvok woke up from his lil coma in “Riddles” he saw all the flowers and what to him must seem like gifts? adornments? around him and heard from the doctor how Neelix had been by his side every day he was unconscious and immediately assumed Neelix was his husband? What then?

Picturing that Tuvok’s wife guy instincts never go away so he remembers vaguely that he loves someone very much and this man is kind and cares for him and has given him all these beautiful things which Tuvok likes .... this must be the person he loves! Good v_v Also if you wanna really get into it - what if Tuvix factors into this in that Tuvok can remember (after touching Neelix in some way which he seems eager to do in ‘Riddles’, touching things in general I mean) Neelix’s crush on him which he definitely has and just assumes he must feel the same way since he does love someone quite fiercely and it doesn’t seem like anyone else is paying quite so much attention to him. I imagine that after ‘Tuvix’ Tuvok knows Neelix had/has a crush on him (it’s on and off but also constant) but they never talk about it because Tuvok would never want to talk about it and if Neelix coyly asked if he knew he’d avoid the question and if Neelix asked outright he’d straight up lie. So I’m picturing in ‘Riddles’ Tuvok talks about Neelix a lot while being treated and the doctor is amused, saying he never used to speak so highly of him and Tuvok’s horrified...he’s like !? What kind of husband was I??? And the doctor would spit out a drink if he had one.  Then he helps Tuvok access his personnel file bc he won’t believe he and Neelix aren’t married. He has a /wife/?? Where is she?? Why isn’t she on the ship?? Huh?? (the horrors, the unending horrors. He has to be sedated because of the horrors, sorrow, etc.) Neelix chuckles when Tuvok tells him the anecdote (minus the horrors) and is like why did you think we were married?? And Tuvok points out the flowers, how kind he is, how he was his only visitor, how he played his favorite music and gave him gifts and stayed/stays by his side always and knows so much about him and - ( “O K ay that’s enough~!” ) - and the fact that Neelix harbors romantic feelings towards him. Neelix stares in absolute shock. “I’m sorry. Was that secret?” “H ow....why do you think that?” Tuvok explains that he can sometimes...feel things when he touches people. And sometimes even...see, things? And when he touched Neelix he remembered seeing...himself! For the first time and thinking he was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. (Which is my personal Neelix-has-a-Tuvok-crush headcanon. He saw him and IMMEDIATELY got a crush on him. Handsome alien who gives him water!) Neelix kind of wants to throw himself into a hole but he’s like “o ohh...haha. yes w ell. Me and you aren’t even...friends...so.” Tuvok frowns and gently pats Neelix’s hands and says it...hurts, when you cannot be with the one you love. He says he cannot even remember who T’Pel was, and yet he yearns for her. He doesn’t know which is worse - a love agonizingly close or a love unfathomably far away - both, for all intents and purposes, unrequited. Neelix says that T’Pel still loves him! And Neelix’s little crush isn’t even half as important as the love between Tuvok and T’pel. Tuvok blinks at him sadly and says there are many different types of love. Then he kisses Neelix’s forehead (not the Vulcan way) and thanks him for being so attentive and kind despite how it isn’t returned by the other Tuvok. The favor or his feelings. Also to be so real with you someone left a comment to the effect of ‘What if Tuvok thought Neelix was his husband in riddles’ but what REALLY spurned this on???? If we can be SO painfully real for a second??? Was hearing the song “Once Upon a Dream” which I’d NEVER heard before and my dumb ass’s first thought was wooow just like Tuvok @ Neelix in that riddles episode. SO THERE. “But if I know you, I know what you’ll do...you’ll love me at once! The way you did once upon a dream...” <- Tuvok remembering Neelix’s big stupid crush on him that he found out about when they were Tuvix and subsequently buried

[salemwritesxx]

𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼.

𝔹 𝕒 𝕜 𝕦 𝕘 𝕠 𝕦  𝕂 𝕒 𝕥 𝕤 𝕦 𝕜 𝕚

     ⇴ male reader [24, pro-hero, alpha, quirk: ice-phoenix]      ⇴ all characters are depicted as [18]+

↳ summary: Bakugou and [Your.name] were dating, about to get married. Though one morning, everything that was dear to [Your.name] was brutally ripped away when he found a letter from his fiancé. Katsuki was gone, no traces left behind. And now, after three years [Your.name] was suddenly confronted with the reason when he meets his ex-fiancé again in a small town in Hokkaido.

↣ rating: mature ↣ warnings: abo universe, male pregnancy, bonding (biting for the bond mark to appear), drama / angst that turns into a happy end though; angst ending version read here.

AN: This was inspired by @amgjiks ’ request they sent in a few months ago! posting this story under your original request feels kinda “wrong” since I’d be ignoring half of what you requested basically so imma keep the original for when inspiration kicks in, in the future :)

part 2.

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Walking along the streets, you didn’t have a destination in mind. Just walking around and letting fresh air clear your fogged up brain. You had been overthinking – again. It was one of those days were you couldn’t help but think back to three years ago. Tomorrow three years ago would have been the date were you and Katsuki would have said “Yes”, but alas… it all came differently.

Running your hand through your hair, you sighed deeply.

“I need to stop thinking about this. It’s been so long! Like this, I will never be able to forget him.”

But how were you supposed to forget the love of your life? Especially when it all came so quickly and out of nowhere? One day everything was fine, the next, he was gone. And as much as you tried to find him, despite him stating in the letter you shouldn’t try, it was all in vain anyways. It’s as if Bakugou Katsuki had never existed. Even his parents, that were always very much in love with you as their son-in-law, completely ignored you and cut you off.

It was such a deep cut, even time wasn’t able to heal anything. The last three years were rough. Sleepless nights were a normal thing by now. And while media praised you for working so hard on your hero career, you just pushed yourself like that so you wouldn’t need to think about the past. Because when you were working, it all just faded away.

However, after collapsing one day, the agency forced you to take time off and so you landed in Hokkaido. Far away from the bustling streets of Tokyo, your gloomy small apartment and your work place. With nothing to do, you found yourself overthinking day and night. If you just could ask him one question.

Why?

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Putting on his scent-blocking collar, Bakugou suddenly felt a little tugging on his t-shirt, hence he looked down. [Eye.color], big eyes stared at him and the toothy smile immediately had him smiling as well.

“Are you ready to go outside, Hiroto?”, he asked his son who looked so much like you, reminding him every day what he had done.

“MH! Can I bring Popo?”, Hiroto’s big eyes sparkled a little, making it very difficult for Katsuki to say no, hence he nodded a little.

Watching his son, it only took a few moments before he came back with his stuffed animal, it was a phoenix. Rather, it was your merchandise. It… was complicated.

“Ready to go?”

“Yeess!”

And so, Katsuki locked the door behind him, leaving to go for a walk around the block and a quick park visit.

-

Leaning against a bridge, you stared down, still pondering. If you had just acted differently, maybe you could have saved your relationship. Whatever it was you had done, it pushed him away from you and it was eating you inside to not know what the reason was.

You didn’t know how many hours you had been wandering around town, trying to stop thinking, but as always, you only thought harder the less you had to do. Hence why you decided to go back to the inn you were staying at.

After hours outside, Hiroto was tired, his plushy Popo hugged tightly against his chest as he silently walked besides Bakugou along the streets. One more time, Katsuki tried to pick his son up, “Hiro? Want me to carry you home? Aren’t you tired?”

“NHN!”, he shook his head, “Daddy is never tired when he fights the bad guys! So I am also not tired.”

Hiroto was stubborn as he kept walking besides Bakugou who was just sighing a little. It was his own fault, but he couldn’t lie to his son. Without even thinking about it, Katsuki talked about you whenever you were on TV. He didn’t know why he just couldn’t keep quiet about you being Hiroto’s father. So now, whenever you were on TV, Bakugou had to lie and say you were in another country fighting the bad guys, even though you were still in Tokyo, mere 4 hours away with the train. But Katsuki couldn’t come back. Not after he had hurt you so much. It was his decision to raise Hiroto alone. You deserved to be successful, it had been your dream. Kids just weren’t a thing you had planned for, at least not with 21.

Being caught up in his own thoughts, Bakugou didn’t see you on the other side of the street. Neither did you see him. Both of you staring ahead, thinking back to three years ago, what had been and what it could have become. However, something connected you both. You never had a chance to bond with him, was it a tradition in your alpha family to bond during the wedding night, but your connection was different. Said connection was looking up and across the street.

Hiroto just looked around tiredly when he saw someone. Someone he had seen on TV multiple times. The little boy didn’t know how many times he had wanted Katsuki to show him YouTube videos of you fighting.

“HAAAHHH!? DADDY!?”, a piercing cry came from the little one, shaking you and Katsuki awake. The latter immediately grabbing Hiroto, but.. it was too late.

“HIRO?!”, he yelled, though his son ran across the streets.

You, on the other hand, were so incredibly confused. There he was, standing literally on the other side and then there was a little child, running towards you and calling for you. Was this the “Why?” you had searched for, for so long? You couldn’t think about it when your legs moved on their own to get the kid out of a potential dangerous situation.

It was a blessing that the small town didn’t have much traffic, hence why you could easily run towards him, scoop him up and get back to the safe sidewalks in mere seconds. You didn’t want to imagine what could have happened in a busy city like Tokyo.

Then you stood there, awkwardly holding Hiroto who was crying and sobbing into your t-shirt while Katsuki’s own emotions were all over the place. The Omega had never imagined the possible chance of meeting you again. After three years, all he had built up from scratch to have a comfortable life far, far away from you, as to not disturb your career, it all broke apart.

However, Bakugou wasn’t the only one hearing something shattering, your own heart dropped into your stomach. The already broken pieces shattering more when you saw the pure horror displayed on his face. This was not how you imagined meeting him again. He hated you. You were certain of that. Whatever you had done to him, he never wanted to see you again. It all was so clear to you now it almost brought you to tears then and there.

Your inner Alpha was strongly urging you to just grab him, Katsuki was your Omega, even if you never had a chance to mark him, that’s just how it was. He was yours. But…

Slowly pushing your son away you put him into Bakugou’s arms. There were no words said, the only thing disturbing the silence was Hiroto’s sobbing. Especially when you loosened his tight grip on your t-shirt, he started squirming and screaming, trying to grab onto you more. He had seen you on TV so many times and now you were right in front of him. Yet, Hiroto had to watch when you turned around and left him behind.

You had so many questions rushing through your head, but at the same time, you couldn’t bring yourself to utter them out loud. Not after seeing Bakugou’s expression. This was never supposed to happen. Even if your heart yearned for answers, especially regarding his son… your son?

Without thinking about it, Katsuki put Hiroto down to let him run after you once again. It was such an impulse thing to do, he truly didn’t know why he had done it. Though after three years, why should he hide anymore when you had seen everything now? Also… after so long, he might have not been able to ignore his heart’s desire and yearning any longer.

It was so incredibly hard to ignore Hiroto’s crying and just walk away as if it had never happened, but for the sake of Katsuki’s happiness, you chose to go. However, a sudden tug made you stop. Looking down you saw ice around your ankles. It was weak and thin, easily breakable really. Hiroto’s? When you turned around, he had already clutched your leg tightly. Why?

When you looked back up, Bakugou also stood in front of you, his ruby eyes shimmering a little.

“Do you … want to talk?”, he finally asked, his voice breaking at the end though as he tried his hardest not to cry. What was he doing? It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen you in like three weeks, it had been YEARS since he left without any other word. Why would you even want to have anything to do with him or Hiroto?

“Yes!”, you said and it truly caught the Omega off-guard. After everything he put you through… If he was in your position he probably would have been so angry and furious, but you just seemed exhausted and tired.

But finally, you would be getting some answers.

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All night long, you couldn’t sleep. After you had calmed down Hiroto enough, Bakugou gave you a little piece of paper with his address on it. “I work until 7. So we can talk without any disturbance.”, he said when he gave you the information. It was probably for the best. You didn’t want to imagine what would happen when your feelings would overcome you out in a café. [Your.hero.name] seen screaming in Hokkaido – you could see the news all over the internet already. So, it was probably for the best to meet him at home.

But that didn’t mean you weren’t nervous. How had your ex-fiancé been living his life the past three years? It was all exciting and scary at the same time to find out those things.

When you knocked on his door, your inner Alpha was impatiently pacing up and down. It was as nervous as you. But when the door opened and Katsuki stood there, you were sure for the first time in the last 12 hours, that it wasn��t a dream. Walking inside was heaven and hell at the same time. Everything smelled like him. The Omega’s scent was so familiar, but another one was mixed in – probably Hiroto’s.

“A friend of mine is looking after Hiroto tonight so he won’t be dragged into this.”, he said, nervously fumbling with his scent-blocking collar.

It was weird wearing it at home, but for you and himself, he had to wear it. His Omega had been going in circles ever since he met you again yesterday. It wanted to be taken and to be honest, Bakugou was also close to surrender to you. But it wasn’t that easy. You probably had so many questions.

“Oh… Yeah that’s for the best. Katsuki.”, you suddenly stopped in the middle of the hallways.

“Hm?”

“I’m sorry I can't wait, but you need to tell me now. Hiroto, he… called me Daddy and he has an ice quirk… so I am not wrong to assume that he is… our son?”

Katsuki could vividly feel your emotions, the Omega was shuddering, his throat dry and hands sweatier than usual.

“Yeah…”, was all he could choke out.

“Oh.. my God.”, you just mumbled to yourself. Hearing it out loud was like another punch in your stomach.

“Did you… leave me when you were pregnant?”, was your next question, still standing in the middle of the hallway.

However, Katsuki couldn’t even blame you. There were so many questions left unanswered.

“We were too young…”, his ruby eyes were shimmering again with tears, but he tried his best to keep them at bay.

“Too young?”, you were speechless for a moment, before looking back, “Why didn’t you tell me?! Why did you just… leave? Why… did you do everything yourself?!”

Now you were finally angry. After so long, you just couldn’t understand why he would leave you without saying anything. It could have all come differently if Katsuki would have just been honest!

“You had your career?! A baby didn’t just… fucking fit into our lifestyle! What else could I have done?!”, Bakugou yelled back. He knew it would come to this.

“SO?! You also had your career, we were both working hard to become well-known heroes so that’s not a fucking excuse. What else?? You seriously ask me?!”, you gestured wildly.

“You wouldn’t have wanted to raise a child, it was too soon!”

“It was NOT your right to decide that for me!”, you yelled, your voice breaking as tears welled up.

Bakugou once again being a little taken aback. His heart was racing and his tears so close to falling.

“You could have asked me, we could have worked it out.”, the first tears successfully fought their way out as they rolled over your cheeks.

“I loved you SO MUCH. If it was possible I would have literally brought you the stars from the sky. I would have done anything. And you? You just leave. Without anything but a letter telling me you cannot marry me. Do you have the slightest idea how I felt?”, your voice was shaking and breaking here and there, but it was freeing to finally let it all out.

“I thought it was for the best. I didn’t know what to do.“, Bakugou’s voice was so uncharacteristically weak and small.

“You didn’t know?? Did you never trust me, Katsuki? Was I just- such a horrible Alpha to you? Did you think I’d force you to an abortion? Was I not good enough to be a father?!”, you asked trying so hard not to scream, but all these pent up feelings, it all just gushed out without any sort of valve to stop yourself.

“That’s not it! I knew you wouldn’t do that, I just-“

“WHAT? Please tell me why! Why?! Why was I not worthy to be your mate? Why did you refuse to tell me and just leave?! Why did you chose raising OUR baby alone, I-“

“I DON’T KNOW, OKAY?! I don’t know! It was a fucking stupid decision out of nowhere!”, he finally screamed back, tears cascading down his face.

“Don’t you think I have regretted it? Do you think I LIKE being a single parent?! I know I fucked up. I know I threw it all away because I panicked, okay?! I just panicked and before I knew it I was on the train.”, Katsuki sobbed, desperately wiping away his tears.

“We were so fucking young! We had planned to marry, we were talking about saving up for the future to build a house, to have a family in like 10 years or more. But… But I just messed up! I forgot to take my medication before going into Heat, it was my fault I got pregnant- I… I couldn’t bring myself to tell you. Throw everything we planned out the window because I was too fucking stupid to remember.”, his voice broke horribly, being squeaky from time to time as Bakugou’s guilt just overflowed.

The Omega was shaking and instinctively, you and your inner Alpha wanted to protect him. Hence why you wiped away your tears and took a deep breath to calm yourself.

“I know I messed up. Fuck.”, he cried and yet laughed at himself. Hands buried in his hair, Bakugou just wanted to cease to exist in that moment. He had done so many things wrong in his life. The only good thing that had ever happened was meeting you and falling in love with you and even that he destroyed.

He was gasping for air due to talking nonstop while gesturing with his hands wildly. And then, you just hugged him. Your Alpha scent surrounding him and soothing him. Your arms strong and warm, just perfect to melt into them and let everything loose. Oh, how he had missed that.

“I just… wish you had given me a choice. I wish you would have trusted me more. I would have done anything for you and our baby. It would have been hard, I know, but I am sure we would have been able to make it work.”, you quietly said while soothingly caressing his back and letting a quiet, calming purr erupt from your throat. A sign how close you truly were as you would never purr for anyone else than Bakugou.

“I’m sorry.”, Bakugou sobbed and clawed at your clothes, “I love you and I missed you and.. it was so hard alone, but I know I don’t have any fucking right to complain about it because it’s all my fault and I hurt you so much and-“

You hugged him a little tighter.

“I regret everything, I… I… can you forgive me? Can you give me a second chance? I know I don’t deserve it. I know…”

Had you ever seen him so weak before? No. And it truly tugged on your heart strings. There is nothing you wanted more. Get back together. Be happy again. But-

“Katsuki… have you ever thought of coming back to me? Like, if I had never shown up, if I had never found out… wouldn’t you keep on living without me just fine? Don’t you think this is your guilty conscious speaking? You don’t want me. You don’t need me.”

That was the last thing you said before you pulled back from him at last. Bakugou was quite speechless, just staring at you, red, swollen eyes and a tear-stained face made it hard to just go. But it was for the better. Even if he had regretted it, he was never pushed so far as to come back to you. Like that, maybe it was for the best.

Though before you could turn away, he grabbed your hand.

“Katsuki…”

“I wanted… during the pregnancy, after Hiroto was born and every time I saw you on TV, I was so close to leaving all of this. But at that point, I was too fucking scared. I had no right to go back… There are so many letters I’ve written and never sent. [Your.name], I… I literally have a suitcase ready to go. I’ve been waiting for some sort of sign or I don’t know and now? You’re here. Right here in front of me. I know it’s foolish and I’m stupid and have no fucking right to demand this from you, but please… Let me come back. Please forgive me. Please… be Hiroto’s father.”

He had never in his life begged. His superiority complex definitely wouldn’t allow for any of that, but right now was different. He realized the hurt he had caused. How wrong he was. Bakugou had regretted running away in the first week of living in Hokkaido. He always told himself it was “the right thing”. So maybe it was pathetic that he came crawling back, but if there was a slight chance you would take him back, he just had to take it.

You just sighed. Your heart was confused. While your heart screamed yes over and over again, your brain was telling you no. What if it was just a spur of the moment thing? What if he would leave you again when things would get tough?

But then, you looked down and onto his hand. The gold engagement ring you had gotten him around four years ago was still on his ring finger.

“You still… wear it?”, you asked as you reached for the hand that gripped your wrist tightly. His hands were shaking still – you have never seen him like that.

“It’s the only thing that kept me connected to you…”

“Katsuki…”

Reaching out, you cupped his face with your big hand, the Omega instinctively leaning against it. It was okay. Even if you were to get hurt again. Even if you forgave too quickly. Everything was okay now as you leaned in to connect your lips.

Holding onto you immediately, Bakugou’s fingers clawed at your t-shirt not wanting to let go ever again. Your lips melting together, emotions overwhelming you both as you pressed him into the wall. One hand reaching up to his collar. It took mere seconds for it to snap open. Then it fell to the floor, unleashing all of Bakugou’s Omega scent.

It being overwhelming was quite the understatement. Your knees were weak and legs shaking. You couldn’t resist the urge to bury your face in the crook of his neck.

“Oh my God…”, you moaned as you slowly slid down onto the ground with him, Katsuki just whimpering as he hugged your body as close as possible.

He would never let go again – never!

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With your teeth gracing along his neck, your sweaty bodies collided over and over again. Bakugou only able to sob as he held on to your hands tightly, nails digging into your skin and almost drawing blood.

You were hovering above him, hearing his cries and sobs. The sweet scent from his neck being so irresistible. You just wanted to bite. Mark him. It had been a tradition in your household to do so on your wedding night, but…

“Do it…”, you suddenly heard.

Bakugou could barely choke it out, ruby eyes filled with tears of pleasure as he whispered one more time, “Do it… It’s overdue…”

And then, without thinking twice about it anymore, you grabbed him tightly while your teeth sank into his skin.

A marvelous burning pain rushing through his body almost made Katsuki pass out. The sweet torture of being bonded to his mate was almost too much. That was all he had longed for, for so long. He didn’t know why you would take such a coward like him back, but he was so grateful and plain… happy.

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Once you opened your eyes the next morning, it all felt like a dream. Especially when you reached to your side and it was empty.

Sitting up abruptly, you looked around – definitely not your room. So what happened last night was not a dream. However…

Without putting anything on, your heart was beating so fast when you rushed outside the bedroom door. Flashbacks to three years ago were haunting your mind.

“Katsuki?”, you tore open the next door, prepared to just see another letter on one of the tables.

Though it, thankfully, wasn’t the case. There he was, standing in the kitchen, your flannel from yesterday the only thing covering his body while he was talking to someone on the phone. Unintentionally, tears had formed in your eyes, but now, you just sighed shakily and wiped over your eyes quickly.

Bakugou, who had turned around once he heard you calling for him, certainly had his heart sinking in the pit of his stomach.

That was his fault.

“Okay… okay, thank you.”, then he ended the call and turned to you, “Sorry, it was about Hiro. Akitoshi will bring him over before lunch.”

“Ah? Mh, okay.”

“Hey…”, putting his phone onto the table, he walked towards you. The Omega’s strong arms wrapped around your waist as he cuddled against your chest.

“I am not running away again. I promise.”, Katsuki barely whispered.

Hugging him tightly with your hand buried in his hair, you just quietly sighed and then kissed his forehead before leaning your head against his.

“I know. I just need some time.”, you also said quietly and Bakugou understood.

Hence why he reached out to cup your face, smiling softly.

“I love you.”

A small smile also flitted across your lips. Your hands cupping his own as you leaned down to kiss him.

“I love you, too.”

Walking back into the bedroom, Bakugou soon lost the flannel again as he slipped into bed, snuggling against you; legs tangled and naked bodies melting together. Unintentionally your hand had slipped down to his belly. That’s when you felt uneven skin and a scar underneath your fingertips. Yesterday, you were caught up in all your pent up emotions too much, so you didn’t notice.

It was his C-Section scar.

“Katsuki?”

“Hm?”

“Tell me about Hiroto.”

Subconsciously, his lips curved into a smile. That you wanted to know more about your son melted his heart but also made him feel more guilty. If only he could turn back time.

“Yeah.”, and then, he started talking and you just listened to the soothing voice of your Omega.

There were three years to catch up on, but due to Katsuki telling your son about you all the time, at least it was easier for Hiroto. With how he was clinging to you yesterday, it was obvious he loved you even though he had never met you in person. And you wanted to be there for him at last. You had only met him yesterday for a brief moment but your heart was already filled with so much love that you wanted to give to him.

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Encore - Harry Hook x reader - Part 11 - Dove

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It was a slow day at the bakery, so you were just sweeping and moping on the slow hour, dancing and singing along to the song playing on the speakers.

“Rock my world into the sunlight! Make this dream the best I've ever known, Dirty dancing in the moonlight, Take me down like I'm a domino!”

You felt the broom being taken from you, taking your hand and spinning you into their chest. You grinned looking behind you and laughing.

Harry had walked in on you and decided to join in, placing the broom against the wall and taking your other hand, spinning you back out and leading you around the room.

Your aunt, stepped out from the back, her shoulders slumping and a sigh escaping her mouth. “oh they are so cute” she whispered, watching as harry picked you up and spun you around for a second.

You giggled as harry held you to his chest, swaying you side to side “you're such a dork”

“im yer dork” he kissed your forehead, releasing you as he noticed your aunt.

“and you’re both adorable, but we just got some orders in and I need (y/n) in the back for a couple of minutes” you smiled up at harry and kissed his cheek, walking into the back with Tonks.

Harry settled against the front counter, humming along to the music and nodding along, he closed his eyes and tilted his head back, a soft smile on his face.

“you’re Harry right?” he jolted up, eyes snapping open. He knew that voice, he looked down.

Standing in front of him was a bleach blonde mal without the purple tips. ‘Dove Cameron’ Harry thought, standing straight and swallowing nervously.

“aye,” he muttered, looking back to the kitchens where you were “and yer mals actor righ’?”

“yep,” she chirped, holding out her hand to harry “Dove Cameron” harry just side-eyed her. She slowly lowered her hand, letting out a nervous chuckle.

She always got shivers when Thomas acted as Harry, the underlying psychopathy the pirate had Thomas was somehow able to portray.

And it was terrifying in real life. “im guessing you don’t like me?” dove rubbed the back of her neck.

“I don’t like mal” harry muttered, crossing his arms and glaring at his feet.

“oh” dove played with her fingers awkwardly, now kinda regretting her old mal x harry headcanon, she hoped Harry didn’t know about it “um, sorry?”

Harry side-eyed her and shrugged “harry- tonk wants to- oh?” you stepped out, shock in your eyes as you spotted dove. “did-did Thomas tell you about this?”

Dove nodded stepping away from Harry and walking over to you, holding out her hand again “yeah, you’re…(y/n) right?”

You shook her hand and looked over at Harry, who was glaring at the wall “yeah that’s me, so not trying to be rude but… why are you here?”

Dove shrugged “I was curious to see if it was true and it is!” dove could feel the daggers on her back. “sooo, is there a reason he doesn’t like me?”

You looked at Harry, who quickly looked away from glaring at doves back “um, it might be because of Mal she kinda….forcfully separated us?” you ended in a questioning tone.

“lass she kidnapped yeh and then FG sent yeh back home leaving me alone, I can easily say I hate mal” dove looked from you to harry, a frown on her face.

“okay I love mal but…she is kinda a bitch” she chuckled, you snorted shaking your head. “and ill admit it, she could have been written better”

You rose your brows, laughing slightly at dove “I wasn’t expecting that, I thought you loved and defended mal to death?”

“I do, but…” dove paused “there are some character writing decisions that I didn’t like” you tilted your brow.

“oh like what?” Dove shook her head, and you snorted “ahhh, I get it, you speak up and you get a phone call a minute later from Mickey.” You made a handphone and copied mickey mouses voice.

“haha! You fucked up! Click” dove burst out laughing.

“yeess! Exactly! You have no idea how fun it is to freely curse in my music!” Harry walked into the back, arms crossed and his face set in a frown.

“uh well, think I need to get back to work uh… talk to you later?” dove nodded and said goodbye, walking out as she did so.

You speed-walked into the back, seeing harry slip into the employee restroom. you rushed In after him, sighing as you watched him plop down on the couch and pout.

“harry” you muttered, walking over and sitting down next to him, wrapping your arms around his torso and laying your head on his shoulder “you don’t like her”

“no” he mumbled, turning and leaning into you.

“alright” you didn’t ask anything more, you knew why. You and Harry sat there for a bit, just leaning into each other.

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You and Harry opened the door back at your apartment, harry moving forward to flop on the couch while you took off your shoes. “you good?” you asked harry, who groaned and made grabby hands at you.

You snorted and walked over to him, setting your bag on the chair next to you and kneeling next to the couch, sliding into Harry's arms.

Harry muttered something and you bumped your head into his chin “wha?”

“ ‘m good now” he muttered again, slightly louder. You laughed lightly and cuddled back into his chest.

--end of part 11--

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Title: For Dean Square Filled: Michael!Dean Pairing: Dean x Reader Characters: Michael/Dean Winchester, Reader Warnings: Angst/Smut Summary: (Y/N) will do anything to try and free Dean of Michael.   Word Count: 2041 Created for: @spnkinkbingo

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(Y/N) sat perfectly still in the middle of the abandon church in Cottonwood Falls, Kansas. Her (Y/C/E) eyes were locked onto a torn bible resting on a broken pew. She did not know how long she had been there, but she was not going to move until he arrived. (Y/N) knew he would come for her.  

“Hello (Y/N).” She turned slightly at the sound of his familiar voice.

She stood up her joints and bones aching from sitting for so long, “Michael.”

The corner of his lips curved up slight as he stepped closer to her, “I must say, I am surprised that you reached out to me. The last time we spoke you were not forthcoming. What has changed?” he asked.

That was the question everyone was asking her. A few weeks ago, Michael had taken possession of Dean Winchester’s body and disappeared. She was devastated seeing the body of the man she loved being manipulated by an archangel to do his bidding. Michael had surprised her by kidnapping her and making her an offer. Join him and fight by his side. When he won his war then he would let Dean and she go. (Y/N) graciously told him to shove it then tried to stab him with her angel blade.

“(Y/N), tell me what has you beckoning me to the quaint little church?” he asked again as she walked up to him.

She knelt in front of him with her head bow, “I will join you willing only if you let Dean go now.”

He chuckled as she looked up at him, “If I let Dean go then where will I… oh.” Realization hitting him as to what she was offering.

“That is right, if you let Dean go unharmed then you can have me. No fighting, no resisting, complete submission to you.” She watched the olive eyes she fell in love with when she was fifteen years old widen with happiness.

“I accepted,” he said as she closed her eyes preparing for an archangel to invade her, “with one condition.”

(Y/N) sighed rolling her eyes, “What else could you possibly want?”

The smile on his face made the bile from her stomach rise burning her throat. He kneeled along with her his eyes locking with hers, “I want you.”

She looked at him confused as he continued, “Dean has been resisting me. Fighting and squirming to go back to his life, to you. I will let Dean go fully and unscathed if I can have you the way he has with his body. Then I will take your body and we will rule this world together as one.”

(Y/N) could not believe was he was asking of her, “Seriously? As one final jab at Dean you want to sleep with me and then take off with my vessel?”

“Yes.” He answered leaning in closer to her.

She was dangerously close to vomiting all over his fancy outfit, but she swallowed hard pushing it back down to her stomach. Taking a deep breath, she silently said, “For Dean.” Then she looked right at the archangel grabbing a hold of his jacket collar pulling him within a nose hair of her face.

“Deal.” She said then pushed her lips onto the familiar full lips the angel was borrowing.

Her body immediately reacted to feeling his body again. Her nipples pebbled desperate to be suck on. Her hands trembled as they ran down the well-known trail of his chest and stomach stopping at his waistline. (Y/N) gasped as Michael pulled her head back as his lips kissed down her neck. The ache building between her legs that she had not felt in a long time.

“I can see why Dean is infatuated with you. Beautiful and submissive.” He whispered against her neck.

(Y/N) pushed the archangel hard making him fall into a pew. He was taken back by her forcefulness. She quickly unfastened his belt and pants seeing the thick bulge that made her mouth water. Even if it was not Dean consciously, it was still his body. That was the only thing she could focus on to keep her going. It was still Dean, she was doing this for Dean.

“Ohh…” Michael groaned as she slowly stroked him through his boxers. Hearing him sent goosebumps down her arms and she once again focused on his body. Pulling his hard length from his underwear she brought her lips just above his tip letting it rest against them.

Michael’s breathing was heavy as she looked up at him locking her eyes with his then slowly taking him into her mouth. She watched as he did the same exact thing Dean would do. His eyes slightly rolling back as his head tipped back a long satisfied sigh escaping his lips. That is when she knew she would have a window of opportunity for Dean to possibly gain the upper hand.

As she worked her way up and down his shaft, she observed every reaction he was having. His fist clenching and his body tensing up was the archangel not knowing how to deal with the feelings Dean’s body was experiencing. His hips rolling up pushing his cock further into her mouth was a Dean move. (Y/N) did one more pass down his length and came up with a pop giving him an extra lick around his swollen head. “My, oh my you have an amazing mouth my dear.” Michael said as she stood up pulling her jeans and panties down her legs.

“Wait until you are buried deep inside me. Feeling my walls clenching around you as you pump in and out of me.” (Y/N) said straddling his hips running her slick lips over his cock.

Michael scooped her up surprising her and switched spots with her. She was now on the pew and Michael’s lips were kissing up her leg. “You know I have access to all of Dean’s memories. All of them, including how if he had it his way, he would spend hours and hours between your legs tasting you. Tasting how sweet you are and now I want to know what you taste like.”

Michael brought his tongue over her mound barely touching her. Then he did it again flattening his tongue and slipping between her lips. “O-Oh… Dean,” she moaned feeling his body tense as she said his name.

Michael paused for just a moment before licking her again. Over and over, from her entrance to her clit as if she were a lollipop. She knocked off his stupid newsies cap and tangled her fingers in his hair keeping his mouth on her clit.

“Please Dean… do the thing. Oh god, please the thing I’m always begging you for. Shit, I need it!” she begged testing to see if her earlier theory was right.

Michael lifted his head looking at her for a brief moment then slid his hands over her thighs lifting her legs in the air as they came to rest behind her knees holding them. The cool air hit her entrance making her muscles contract.

“Fuck.” Michael whispered just barely loud enough for her to hear.

Smiling she began to beg again, “Fuck, please do it. I want to feel you.”

Michael pushed the tip of his tongue just inside of her and she let a small gasp escape her lips. She reached around her knees to hold her legs in place like she would do with Dean, allowing Michael to have his hands. Sticking his tongue as far as he could he flicked it against her walls making her cry out.

“Yes! Oh god yes! More, need more.” Michael withdrew his tongue briefly and she felt two fingers pushing inside of her making her groan loudly.

Pumping in and out of her a few times, he pulled them out running the tip of his index finger towards her ass hole. The first time Dean asked to do this she had said no way. There was no way she was going to let him near her ass unless it was just his cock, but after giving in he now made her beg for it. Only Dean could do it correctly she found after he, Sam and (Y/N) had a drunken threesome where Dean tried to guide Sam how to do it.

His finger slowly pushed into her hole as his tongue pushed into her entrance. (Y/N) tilted her head back as he went knuckle deep into her. Then all at once, he began thrusting into her ass and pussy at the same time the pressure building rapidly within her.

“Fuck, just like that Dean. Shit you’re the only one who can get me… get me… oh FUCK!” her orgasm hit fast and Michael was backing away as she squirted all over his chest briefly while his finger was still deep in her ass.

“My god…” he muttered as she was panting hard whimpering when he pulled his finger from her.

A painful groan caught her attention as Michael stood up his pants sliding down his legs and his cock twitching as the head was glistening from his arousal. His hands were on his head as if he had a headache and (Y/N) smiled briefly before getting up on shaky legs.

“Sit and let me finish this.” She said as he sat down on the pew along her to pulled down his boxers before he did.

(Y/N) straddled his hip grasping his shaft gently and rubbing his head against her. “Jesus (Y/N), please… I need relief.” He said gritting his teeth.

She slowly sank down onto him as his hands immediately gripped her hips keeping her steady as he pushed his up to meet hers. “Yeess…” he moaned feeling his body relax.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, (Y/N) began moving up and down on his cock. The feeling of him deep within her had tears coming to her eyes. She missed Dean so much since he had been gone. She missed him in ways that she never thought possible and now she knew she would never see him again.

Michael snapped his hips up against hers making her cry out, “Fuck! Yes, Dean again!” he did it again and she cried out again, “Oh god, again! Please, again!”

She knew Dean loved it when she told him he was doing her right. She always made sure that he knew how good he made her feel. “(Y/N)… I-I…” Michael stammered.

“I’m so close Dean… so close to coming. You’re going to come with me, Dean.” She was gripping his shoulders tightly now as she grinded hard against him. Her body so close to the edge.

“Shit, (Y/N) I’m coming! Fuck, fuck, FUCK!” hearing the familiar mantra (Y/N) came hard slammed down onto him as he held her body against his tightly.

When she looked up into his eyes all she saw was her Dean, “Wh-Where is he?” she asked breathlessly as he grunted thrusting into her again slowly.

“Passed out… I think. I don’t think he can handle a (Y/N) inducing orgasm. You are quite the force to be reckoned with.” He explained still rolling his hips against her.

“Dean… keep that up…” she groaned her body exhausted but desperate for him.

Dean kissed her hard, “I love you (Y/N). I love you so much. Don’t worry about me and don’t give him what he wants. If you keep fighting, then you know I will too. Shit, he’s waking up.”

(Y/N) started meeting his thrusts trying to keep Michael down, “Stay with me handsome. I need you back here with me. Dean, I love you so much.”

She leaned down kissing him and she felt his hands stopping her hips as he was buried deep with her. “You two don’t play fair. You caught me off guard, I’ll admit that. Now, it’s time you give me what you promised.”

Tears were running down her eyes as she said, “Yes.”

There was a flash of light then she briefly saw Dean’s panicked face and then nothingness. Darkness and silence surrounded engulfed her until she finally just laid down her body giving out from exhaustion. “For Dean… all for Dean.” She muttered closing her eyes one final time.

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Sunshine on our anniversary

Fandom: Mystic Code

Pairing: William x mc (Laura Jones)

Genre: angst, fluff

Wordcount: 850~

Warnings: Major character death, trigger warning.

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3th person POV

Immediately as William entered the shared house of him and his fiancé, he could tell something was off.

Where was she?

Usually she would be there, already at the door because she just came home from work or because she was waiting for him.

But she wasn't here now.

"Laura?" He called.

No response.

Well, after a few seconds there was.

"Yeess?" She called back.

Ah. The kitchen? That's why it smelled nice. She was cooking.

He walked into the kitchen and walked up behind her grabbing her in a tight embrace from behind.

"What are you making?"

"That's a surprise." She said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Hm? What for?"

"Huh? You don't remember? It's our 4 year anniversary!" Laura stated with a small pout that was quickly replaced by a laugh as she saw Liam's reaction of shock.

"Oh yes! I knew that! You concentrate on cooking, wait just a second love. By the way, is it supposed to do that?"

"Oh damn! It's not! Anyways, dinner is going to be ready at 7"

7... Okay, right now it 6. He had an hour to plan this properly.

'Thank God I already bought that thing a while back' William thought.

A month or so back he saw something that Laura would absolutely love, and since it was the last one, he bought it.

He finished up his plan and went back to the kitchen.

"Almost ready, could you possibly set the table?"

He did as asked, and also helped her with putting everything on the table.

"Oh, this is wonderful. Thank you, Love" Laura gushed as she looked at the table in their livingroom.

They sat down to eat and made small talk, how their day went and other stuff. When it was quiet and they were enjoying their lovely food Laura prepared, she suddenly questioned herself something.

"Hey Liam? You know how you are a dog mystic?"

"Yeah, of course I know that"

"Well, I wondered... Do you like being scratched behind your ears too?"

All movements stopped on his part, whilst Laura continued eating her food calmly as if nothing was wrong.

"I- uhh... I never... Thought about it?" William said carefully. She saw this as an invite and reached her hand behind her fiancé's ear and scratched.

He leaned into her touch and released a sigh out of contentness. When he realised what happened a massive blush coated his face, which looked adorable. Laura giggled at his actions and continued scratching.

After 10 minutes they finished eating and tidied everything up, putting the dishes in the dishwasher.

"Hey, Laura? I have something for you..." William scratched his neck, giving her the present.

She unwrapped it and saw a beautiful bronze necklace inside.

"It really reminded me of your eyes," He explained "Beautiful..."

"Oh wow... This is... Wow" She couldn't produce any words. It was so beautiful.

William took it from her hands and pulled her hair away to put it on. When it was on she moved her hand to her chest to touch the emblem.

'11 September 2015'

In beautiful calligraphy.

The date they got together.

"Oh Liam... It's beautiful" Laura beamed.

William looked at her with a sheepish grin, which looked adorable on him. He was her sunshine. She was his little vixen. A really sweet one for that matter.

"Come on, I have something else to show you" He then said, grasping her hand.

She followed him into the car, wandering where he would bring her.

After about 15 minutes driving they arrived at a place that gave Laura a feeling of nostalgia that she couldn't entirely place.

They walked up the hill in silence, taking in the beautiful scenery around them.

"Oh! Now I remember!" Laura exclaimed.

"Yeah?" William grinned, looking down at her.

"We met here... Oh Liam!" She looked back up at him with a massive smile on her face.

Her smile was infectious,

Her eyes were shining,

But her personality, was the most beautiful.

He loved all of her. He wouldn't know what would happen to him if she ever leaved his side.

They reached the top of the hill.

They shouldn't have.

They should not have come here in the first place.

Everything happened so fast. Too fast.

BANG

One bullet. All it took to take everything away from her.

He collapsed onto her, making Laura stumble and blood spill onto her clothes, but she didn't care. She put him down onto the ground to inspect the wound.

A shot in the lung.

"No! No no no no!" She yelled through her tears.

She was shaking, screaming and sobbing violently.

William felt hopeless. He was hopeless. He couldn't move, he couldn't dry her tears.

"You are.. My sunshine," She quietly started singing through hwr tears whilst lying on his chest "My only.. Sunshine"

Her voice was cracking and more tears came, but that didn't stop her.

"You make me happy, when skies are grey"

She continued singing, until her voice was still barely audible as he took his last breaths. Cherishing her voice.

"Please... Don't take my sunshine away..."

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AMA Transcript: TRAVELLERS LOST

To kick off our AMAs, @sleepdeprivedfemale stopped in to answer some questions about her Resbang, TRAVELLERS LOST. Here’s some of what went down!

Q: To start us off, how about you tell us what inspired this AU? Why Sunless Sea, why now?

SleepDeprivedFemale: Probably a silly reason, but I had a lot of free time this summer and I spent a lot of time playing Sunless Sea. I got sucked in by the lore and mystery. And then when lore parts such as the Judgements and the Dawn Machine's capability to control people came up, my mind basically went, 'hey wouldn't it be cool if SE characters took part?'

Q: Generic question, but since this was your first Resbang how did the experience treat you? Did you feel like you grew as a writer?

SleepDeprivedFemale: hahaha, well I somehow managed to write 100k in a few months so I guess something went either right or terribly wrong. But I did like having a deadline which pushed me to actually write instead of 'meh, I'll do it tomorrow.'

Q: What was writing 100k in a few months like?

SleepDeprivedFemale: Like a fever dream. There were a couple of days where I wrote 5k and my brain was mush.

Q: What's your writing process like? How do u Churn out the words?

SleepDeprivedFemale: I just do? Like usually, I generally plot out roughly what's going on in the chapter, and then I roughly write out dialogue and basic descriptions, then slowly go back and fill the parts in. Exceptions were made in places heavy in description like Black Star's visit to Frostfound.

Q: Neat! Sounds like you have a good system in place.

SleepDeprivedFemale: Haha yeah, it's a process that kinda grew organically.

Q: I wish I wrote like that, give me your advice!

SleepDeprivedFemale: I mean, it helps when I don't exactly know where a chapter is going. Like, write out a dialogue and have a solid plot down, and then add the 'fluff.' Of course that doesn't always work out and there were chapters (like the climax), where I had the plot in mind and just wrote the entire thing in one go.

Q: How do you keep track if you write non-linearly?

SleepDeprivedFemale: It depends on the day usually. If I don't have a lot of time, I focus more on getting the dialogue out and only in small stretches of the chapter. If I have more time, I sit down and fill in the gaps, going by scene or chapter (I usually aim to finish a chapter in a sitting so I don't lose my train of thought). And for the chapters I've finished, I just put on a giant (FINISHED) tag on them.

Q: What was the hardest part to write? Was there anything special about it that made you determined to write it despite the difficulty?

SleepDeprivedFemale: Haha my dude, chapter 41. (Aka the chapter where the gang is forced to drink red honey and painfully relieve their memories). Red Honey was among the most horrifying concepts in Sunless Sea, and I hoped I'd [do] it justice. There's also the part where I had to write the Drowned Man cause [it’s] so vague and there's a lot of things that are still a mystery.

Q: What's your fave part you wrote?

SleepDeprivedFemale: Aaaa there were a couple of scenes I liked for different reasons. Kim and Jackie's subplot was fun to write cause of their relationship dynamic (aka Jackie liking Kim but not being able to say it, vs Kim's issues of trust). For sheer comedic value, Kid accidentally flashing the entirety of an island was another one. In general, I try to make it so there's something I like in every scene I write, and not necessarily like in a literal sense, but something I want to write about. I also loved writing the stuff with the abnormal formatting -THESUNTHESUNTHESUNTHESUN-, chapter summaries and generally the 4th wall breaking stuff.

Q: Did you make yourself a playlist as you wrote, or are there songs that remind you of certain scenes/arcs?

SleepDeprivedFemale: Yes, I used a couple of compilation to get in the mood, hold on. This one was all purpose: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tquugHbliK8&index=3&list=PL5NETqX6IwDY6QTCRBhh5PqQ2sfcRD0yc

For scarier scenes: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=on-xvGdFTIU&index=1&list=PL5NETqX6IwDY6QTCRBhh5PqQ2sfcRD0yc ; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IryFtcBJeZE&index=5&list=PL5NETqX6IwDY6QTCRBhh5PqQ2sfcRD0yc  And https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fp5o0cIQvrA&index=6&list=PL5NETqX6IwDY6QTCRBhh5PqQ2sfcRD0yc for all-purpose creepy Victorian vibes. And this for the climax: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VEC0gZvMVAI aka KILL THE SUN)

Q: Did you notice your style grow or mature over the course of writing this? Anything you finally felt 'click?'

SleepDeprivedFemale: Honestly, I am not sure. I think there's an improvement when it comes to writing more fluid descriptions, but overall, my prose still is on the wordy and sometimes unnecessarily complicated side. Plus, I still hate prepositions.

Q: Any plans for a next project, or are you taking a well-earned break for now?

SleepDeprivedFemale: So far my plan is to continue my ongoing stories, cause I got two of them, one is an AU that has already spiralled out of my control in size (150k+) and the other is a crossover that takes a long time to plot. But so far, I've taken a break for Christmas and may not write much this year due to uni stuff.

Q: Was there anything that you wished you could have added if you had more time/energy?

SleepDeprivedFemale: Oh yeess. First of all, I wanted to bulk up some of the shorter chapters (such as their visit to Pigmote Isle). I also wanted to add a visit to Abbey Rock where there are fighter nun, but there wasn't enough time. And in general, I wish I had more time to double-check spelling etc.

Q: Did you work with any betas or bounce ideas off of anyone besides your artists? How was it working with them?

SleepDeprivedFemale: Ba-sing-saying [@ba-sing-saying] helped beta parts of the fic (unfortunately there wasn't enough time to go over the entire thing). He also helped me with the contents of a couple of chapters where it felt like I went overboard. My beta and artist didn't really know about Sunless Sea, so though I couldn't bounce ideas of them I could see if my writing made sense from an outsider's POV (which I hope it did :P).

Q: How was it working with your artists?

SleepDeprivedFemale: It went well! Never done this before, so I don't really have a benchmark for how much communicating we were supposed to do, so we talked a bit and I liked the result.

Q: Any desire on Resbanging again sometime?

SleepDeprivedFemale: Yes, definitely. Actually finishing a long fic felt so cathartic, and I have a lot of WIPs that are sort-of-abandoned, so I want to see if I can use the deadlines to make myself actually finish them.

Q: Did you have a particular character you liked to write the most?

SleepDeprivedFemale: Kid. I will always write Kid, he's my boi. I also loved writing Liz, Black Star and Kim, but this story also helped me get more experience in writing characters I don't usually write, such as Maka, Soul, Tsubaki, Patty and the rest of the secondary cast. Kid and his dad are your friendly neighbor eldritch abominations.

Thanks again to SleepDeprivedFemale for coming to hang! Keep your eye out for more AMA transcripts, coming soon!

[callingallcrabapples]

About Me!

Hey guys so I’ve been tagged to make this about me post. wOoO aight lets do this! lol sorry i dunno how to start posts

Tagged by: @bitchihadenoughofyourbullshit                                     Rules: Answer the questions and tag 10 blogs you’d like to know better. 

Star sign: Sagittarius ;) 

Height: 5′1 i think? basically i am small 

Time right now: 6:42 pm 

Last thing googled: I.O.I members (i wanted to see the group members positions)                                                                                                             Favourite music artists: OK so basically I recently got into Kpop so that is all I’ve been listening to lately anyways my fav artists right now are BLACKPINK (Lisa is my bias <3 ) and a lot of other girl groups haha                                       Last TV show watched: A Series of Unfortunate Events watching it with my bro and its pretty good                                                                                   What am I wearing right now: T-shirt and sweatpants                              When did I create my blog: 2012...damn                                                          What kind of stuff do I post: I post anything and everything like whatever shows/stuff I’m into at the moment and anything I find interesting or funny.         Do I have any other blogs: yeess i got a kpop sideblog (@hwipadampadampadam) its mostly posts about girl groups so if yall are into that yall should go check it out ;) and i got this side blog to use for posting art references and any posts i want to save.                                                         Do I get asks regularly: hehe no but if yall want to ask me anything my ask box is open :)                                                                                                       Why did I choose my URL: I just wanted to change my previous url and I always thought crabapples was a weird word haha                                             Gender: Female                                                                                                 Pokemon team: Instinct                                                                                     Favourite colour: Yellow!!! and pastel colours!!!                                               Average hours of sleep: 6-8 hours                                                                   Lucky number: im not sure haah                                                                       Favourite characters: Peggy Carter, Pearl, Azula...these are just the ones that popped into my head first...I have a lot of fav characters :))                         How many blankets I sleep with: 2                                                                   Dream Job: I really want to have a job that involves travelling the world and I have always wanted to become a zoologist and discover cool shit    

 WooOo I finished all the questions so imma tag any of my followers or anyone who wants to do this tag! <3 I honestly want to get to know all of you heh... This has been a fun tag! Thanks for tagging me btw @bitchihadenoughofyourbullshit :)  Aight imma see yalls later! ;)

[salemwritesxx]

𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 | 𝓾𝓷𝓯𝓲𝔁𝓪𝓫𝓵𝓮

𝔹 𝕒 𝕜 𝕦 𝕘 𝕠 𝕦   𝕂 𝕒 𝕥 𝕤 𝕦 𝕜 𝕚

     ⇴ male reader [24, pro-hero, alpha, quirk: ice-phoenix]      ⇴ all characters are depicted as [18]+

↳ summary: Bakugou and [Your.name] were dating, about to get married. Though one morning, everything that was dear to [Your.name] was brutally ripped away when he found a letter from his fiancé. Katsuki was gone, no traces left behind. And now, after three years [Your.name] was suddenly confronted with the reason when he meets his ex-fiancé again in a small town in Hokkaido.

↣ rating: mature ↣ warnings: abo universe, male pregnancy mentioned, angst version – if you want to read the happy ending version read here.

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Walking along the streets, you didn’t have a destination in mind. Just walking around and letting fresh air clear your fogged up brain. You had been overthinking – again. It was one of those days were you couldn’t help but think back to three years ago. Tomorrow three years ago would have been the date were you and Katsuki would have said “Yes”, but alas… it all came differently.

Running your hand through your hair, you sighed deeply.

“I need to stop thinking about this. It’s been so long! Like this, I will never be able to forget him.”

But how were you supposed to forget the love of your life? Especially when it all came so quickly and out of nowhere? One day everything was fine, the next, he was gone. And as much as you tried to find him, despite him stating in the letter you shouldn’t try, it was all in vain anyways. It’s as if Bakugou Katsuki had never existed. Even his parents, that were always very much in love with you as their son-in-law, completely ignored you and cut you off.

It was such a deep cut, even time wasn’t able to heal anything. The last three years were rough. Sleepless nights were a normal thing by now. And while media praised you for working so hard on your hero career, you just pushed yourself like that so you wouldn’t need to think about the past. Because when you were working, it all just faded away.

However, after collapsing one day, the agency forced you to take time off and so you landed in Hokkaido. Far away from the bustling streets of Tokyo, your gloomy small apartment and your work place. With nothing to do, you found yourself overthinking day and night. If you just could ask him one question.

Why?

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Putting on his scent-blocking collar, Bakugou suddenly felt a little tugging on his t-shirt, hence he looked down. [Eye.color], big eyes stared at him and the toothy smile immediately had him smiling as well.

“Are you ready to go outside, Hiroto?”, he asked his son who looked so much like you, reminding him every day what he had done.

“MH! Can I bring Popo?”, Hiroto’s big eyes sparkled a little, making it very difficult for Katsuki to say no, hence he nodded a little.

Watching his son, it only took a few moments before he came back with his stuffed animal, it was a phoenix. Rather, it was your merchandise. It… was complicated.

“Ready to go?”

“Yeess!”

And so, Katsuki locked the door behind him, leaving to go for a walk around the block and a quick park visit.

-

Leaning against a bridge, you stared down, still pondering. If you had just acted differently, maybe you could have saved your relationship. Whatever it was you had done, it pushed him away from you and it was eating you inside to not know what the reason was.

You didn’t know how many hours you had been wandering around town, trying to stop thinking, but as always, you only thought harder the less you had to do. Hence why you decided to go back to the inn you were staying at.

After hours outside, Hiroto was tired, his plushy Popo hugged tightly against his chest as he silently walked besides Bakugou along the streets. One more time, Katsuki tried to pick his son up, “Hiro? Want me to carry you home? Aren’t you tired?”

“NHN!”, he shook his head, “Daddy is never tired when he fights the bad guys! So I am also not tired.”

Hiroto was stubborn as he kept walking besides Bakugou who was just sighing a little. It was his own fault, but he couldn’t lie to his son. Without even thinking about it, Katsuki talked about you whenever you were on TV. He didn’t know why he just couldn’t keep quiet about you being Hiroto’s father. So now, whenever you were on TV, Bakugou had to lie and say you were in another country fighting the bad guys, even though you were still in Tokyo, mere 4 hours away with the train. But Katsuki couldn’t come back. Not after he had hurt you so much. It was his decision to raise Hiroto alone. You deserved to be successful, it had been your dream. Kids just weren’t a thing you had planned for, at least not with 21.

Being caught up in his own thoughts, Bakugou didn’t see you on the other side of the street. Neither did you see him. Both of you staring ahead, thinking back to three years ago, what had been and what it could have become. However, something connected you both. You never had a chance to bond with him, was it a tradition in your alpha family to bond during the wedding night, but your connection was different. Said connection was looking up and across the street.

Hiroto just looked around tiredly when he saw someone. Someone he had seen on TV multiple times. The little boy didn’t know how many times he had wanted Katsuki to show him YouTube videos of you fighting.

“HAAAHHH!? DADDY!?”, a piercing cry came from the little one, shaking you and Katsuki awake. The latter immediately grabbing Hiroto, but.. it was too late.

“HIRO?!”, he yelled, though his son ran across the streets.

You, on the other hand, were so incredibly confused. There he was, standing literally on the other side and then there was a little child, running towards you and calling for you. Was this the “Why?” you had searched for, for so long? You couldn’t think about it when your legs moved on their own to get the kid out of a potential dangerous situation.

It was a blessing that the small town didn’t have much traffic, hence why you could easily run towards him, scoop him up and get back to the safe sidewalks in mere seconds. You didn’t want to imagine what could have happened in a busy city like Tokyo.

Then you stood there, awkwardly holding Hiroto who was crying and sobbing into your t-shirt while Katsuki’s own emotions were all over the place. The Omega had never imagined the possible chance of meeting you again. After three years, all he had built up from scratch to have a comfortable life far, far away from you, as to not disturb your career, it all broke apart.

However, Bakugou wasn’t the only one hearing something shattering, your own heart dropped into your stomach. The already broken pieces shattering more when you saw the pure horror displayed on his face. This was not how you imagined meeting him again. He hated you. You were certain of that. Whatever you had done to him, he never wanted to see you again. It all was so clear to you now it almost brought you to tears then and there.

Your inner Alpha was strongly urging you to just grab him, Katsuki was your Omega, even if you never had a chance to mark him, that’s just how it was. He was yours. But…

Slowly pushing your son away you put him into Bakugou’s arms. There were no words said, the only thing disturbing the silence was Hiroto’s sobbing. Especially when you loosened his tight grip on your t-shirt, he started squirming and screaming, trying to grab onto you more. He had seen you on TV so many times and now you were right in front of him. Yet, Hiroto had to watch when you turned around and left him behind.

You had so many questions rushing through your head, but at the same time, you couldn’t bring yourself to utter them out loud. Not after seeing Bakugou’s expression. This was never supposed to happen. Even if your heart yearned for answers, especially regarding his son… your son?

Without thinking about it, Katsuki put Hiroto down to let him run after you once again. It was such an impulse thing to do, he truly didn’t know why he had done it. Though after three years, why should he hide anymore when you had seen everything now? Also… after so long, he might have not been able to ignore his heart’s desire and yearning any longer.

It was so incredibly hard to ignore Hiroto’s crying and just walk away as if it had never happened, but for the sake of Katsuki’s happiness, you chose to go. However, a sudden tug made you stop. Looking down you saw ice around your ankles. It was weak and thin, easily breakable really. Hiroto’s? When you turned around, he had already clutched your leg tightly. Why?

When you looked back up, Bakugou also stood in front of you, his ruby eyes shimmering a little.

“Do you … want to talk?”, he finally asked, his voice breaking at the end though as he tried his hardest not to cry. What was he doing? It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen you in like three weeks, it had been YEARS since he left without any other word. Why would you even want to have anything to do with him or Hiroto?

“Yes!”, you said and it truly caught the Omega off-guard. After everything he put you through… If he was in your position he probably would have been so angry and furious, but you just seemed exhausted and tired.

But finally, you would be getting some answers.

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All night long, you couldn’t sleep. After you had calmed down Hiroto enough, Bakugou gave you a little piece of paper with his address on it. “I work until 7. So we can talk without any disturbance.”, he said when he gave you the information. It was probably for the best. You didn’t want to imagine what would happen when your feelings would overcome you out in a café. [Your.hero.name] seen screaming in Hokkaido – you could see the news all over the internet already. So, it was probably for the best to meet him at home.

But that didn’t mean you weren’t nervous. How had your ex-fiancé been living his life the past three years? It was all exciting and scary at the same time to find out those things.

When you knocked on his door, your inner Alpha was impatiently pacing up and down. It was as nervous as you. But when the door opened and Katsuki stood there, you were sure for the first time in the last 12 hours, that it wasn’t a dream. Walking inside was heaven and hell at the same time. Everything smelled like him. The Omega’s scent was so familiar, but another one was mixed in – probably Hiroto’s.

“A friend of mine is looking after Hiroto tonight so he won’t be dragged into this.”, he said, nervously fumbling with his scent-blocking collar.

It was weird wearing it at home, but for you and himself, he had to wear it. His Omega had been going in circles ever since he met you again yesterday. It wanted to be taken and to be honest, Bakugou was also close to surrender to you. But it wasn’t that easy. You probably had so many questions.

“Oh… Yeah that’s for the best. Katsuki.”, you suddenly stopped in the middle of the hallways.

“Hm?”

“I’m sorry I can't wait, but you need to tell me now. Hiroto, he… called me Daddy and he has an ice quirk… so I am not wrong to assume that he is… our son?”

Katsuki could vividly feel your emotions, the Omega was shuddering, his throat dry and hands sweatier than usual.

“Yeah…”, was all he could choke out.

“Oh.. my God.”, you just mumbled to yourself. Hearing it out loud was like another punch in your stomach.

“Did you… leave me when you were pregnant?”, was your next question, still standing in the middle of the hallway.

However, Katsuki couldn’t even blame you. There were so many questions left unanswered.

“We were too young…”, his ruby eyes were shimmering again with tears, but he tried his best to keep them at bay.

“Too young?”, you were speechless for a moment, before looking back, “Why didn’t you tell me?! Why did you just… leave? Why… did you do everything yourself?!”

Now you were finally angry. After so long, you just couldn’t understand why he would leave you without saying anything. It could have all come differently if Katsuki would have just been honest!

“You had your career?! A baby didn’t just… fucking fit into our lifestyle! What else could I have done?!”, Bakugou yelled back. He knew it would come to this.

“SO?! You also had your career, we were both working hard to become well-known heroes so that’s not a fucking excuse. What else?? You seriously ask me?!”, you gestured wildly.

“You wouldn’t have wanted to raise a child, it was too soon!”

“It was NOT your right to decide that for me!”, you yelled, your voice breaking as tears welled up.

Bakugou once again being a little taken aback. His heart was racing and his tears so close to falling.

“You could have asked me, we could have worked it out.”, the first tears successfully fought their way out as they rolled over your cheeks.

“I loved you SO MUCH. If it was possible I would have literally brought you the stars from the sky. I would have done anything. And you? You just leave. Without anything but a letter telling me you cannot marry me. Do you have the slightest idea how I felt?”, your voice was shaking and breaking here and there, but it was freeing to finally let it all out.

“I thought it was for the best. I didn’t know what to do.“, Bakugou’s voice was so uncharacteristically weak and small.

“You didn’t know?? Did you never trust me, Katsuki? Was I just- such a horrible Alpha to you? Did you think I’d force you to an abortion? Was I not good enough to be a father?!”, you asked trying so hard not to scream, but all these pent up feelings, it all just gushed out without any sort of valve to stop yourself.

“That’s not it! I knew you wouldn’t do that, I just-“

“WHAT? Please tell me why! Why?! Why was I not worthy to be your mate? Why did you refuse to tell me and just leave?! Why did you choose raising OUR baby alone, I-“

“I DON’T KNOW, OKAY?! I don’t know! It was a fucking stupid decision out of nowhere!”, he finally screamed back, tears cascading down his face.

“Don’t you think I have regretted it? Do you think I LIKE being a single parent?! I know I fucked up. I know I threw it all away because I panicked, okay?! I just panicked and before I knew it I was on the train.”, Katsuki sobbed, desperately wiping away his tears.

“We were so fucking young! We had planned to marry, we were talking about saving up for the future to build a house, to have a family in like 10 years or more. But… But I just messed up! I forgot to take my medication before going into Heat, it was my fault I got pregnant- I… I couldn’t bring myself to tell you. Throw everything we planned out the window because I was too fucking stupid to remember.”, his voice broke horribly, being squeaky from time to time as Bakugou’s guilt just overflowed.

The Omega was shaking and instinctively, you and your inner Alpha wanted to protect him. Hence why you wiped away your tears and took a deep breath to calm yourself.

“I know I messed up. Fuck.”, he cried and yet laughed at himself. Hands buried in his hair, Bakugou just wanted to cease to exist in that moment. He had done so many things wrong in his life. The only good thing that had ever happened was meeting you and falling in love with you and even that he destroyed.

He was gasping for air due to talking nonstop while gesturing with his hands wildly. And then, you just hugged him. Your Alpha scent surrounding him and soothing him. Your arms strong and warm, just perfect to melt into them and let everything loose. Oh, how he had missed that.

“I just… wish you had given me a choice. I wish you would have trusted me more. I would have done anything for you and our baby. It would have been hard, I know, but I am sure we would have been able to make it work.”, you quietly said while soothingly caressing his back and letting a quiet, calming purr erupt from your throat. A sign how close you truly were as you would never purr for anyone else than Bakugou.

“I’m sorry.”, Bakugou sobbed and clawed at your clothes, “I love you and I missed you and.. it was so hard alone, but I know I don’t have any fucking right to complain about it because it’s all my fault and I hurt you so much and-“

You hugged him a little tighter.

“I regret everything, I… I… can you forgive me? Can you give me a second chance? I know I don’t deserve it. I know…”

Had you ever seen him so weak before? No. And it truly tugged on your heart strings. There is nothing you wanted more. Get back together. Be happy again. But-

“Katsuki… have you ever thought of coming back to me? Like, if I had never shown up, if I had never found out… wouldn’t you keep on living without me just fine? Don’t you think this is your guilty conscious speaking? You don’t want me. You don’t need me.”

That was the last thing you said before you pulled back from him at last. Bakugou was quite speechless, just staring at you, red, swollen eyes and a tear-stained face made it hard to just go. But it was for the better. Even if he had regretted it, he was never pushed so far as to come back to you. Like that, maybe it was for the best.

Though before you could turn away, he grabbed your hand.

“Katsuki…”

“I wanted… during the pregnancy, after Hiroto was born and every time I saw you on TV, I was so close to leaving all of this. But at that point, I was too fucking scared. I had no right to go back… There are so many letters I’ve written and never sent. [Your.name], I… I literally have a suitcase ready to go. I’ve been waiting for some sort of sign or I don’t know and now? You’re here. Right here in front of me. I know it’s foolish and I’m stupid and have no fucking right to demand this from you, but please… Let me come back. Please forgive me. Please… be Hiroto’s father.”

He had never in his life begged. His superiority complex definitely wouldn’t allow for any of that, but right now was different. He realized the hurt he had caused. How wrong he was. Bakugou had regretted running away in the first week of living in Hokkaido. He always told himself it was “the right thing”. So maybe it was pathetic that he came crawling back, but if there was a slight chance you would take him back, he just had to take it.

You just sighed. Your heart was confused. While your heart screamed yes over and over again, your brain was telling you no. What if it was just a spur of the moment thing? What if he would leave you again when things would get tough? You still loved him. There was no doubt about it. But was that enough? Loving him hadn’t been enough to stop him from vanishing. It hadn’t stopped him from running away and not telling you about his pregnancy.

All you wanted to do was come back, forget everything and love him. The urge to throw yourself at him was almost unbearable, but…

“I’m sorry…”, you croaked when you gently pushed his hand away, “I can’t forgive you.”

It was for the better. Even if it hurt, even if all you had wanted to do was to get back together these past three years, now that you knew the reason? You simply couldn’t. It hurt too much. Knowing he had hidden your son from you all this time. If you had never accidentally met him, Katsuki would have never tried to find and tell you about your son. You would have never known Hiroto existed if it wasn’t for that accidental meeting.

You had so many unanswered questions and now that you had answers to them it was impossible to forget what had happened. He left you. He betrayed your trust. Even if he did have a suitcase ready to go, even if he did have letters that were never sent – what did it matter? The hard truth was, despite his suitcase and unsent letters, he was still in Hokkaido. He was still living alone with Hiroto and he was still managing just fine without you.

Bakugou broke down completely. He knew it. And he knew he deserved it, but hearing it out loud was too much.

“I will be... there for Hiroto and not leave him alone again.”, you took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down, though it didn’t really help.

“But I can’t be together with you again. You hurt me too much. I’ve struggled to find a reason to stand up in the morning for so long, wondering what I did wrong, what I have done that drove you away. Having to contact each and every one of our friends and my family to tell them we canceled the wedding because you left… was the most humiliating and painful thing I ever had to endure. And then to find out it’s because of… this… It’s too much Katsuki, I can’t do it. I wish you would have just been honest back then…”, you struggled to talk as you wiped away your tears.

Your inner Alpha was howling sorrowfully. Katsuki’s inner Omega was weeping bitterly.

But you both understood and so, when you turned to walk away, Bakugou stayed behind. There was no point in fighting anymore. As much as he was hurt, as much as he wanted to cling onto you and not let you go. He knew he deserved it. He did have everything back then. A loving family, an amazing mate, a successful, thriving career as a hero and then he threw it all away because he couldn’t be honest with the one he loved the most.

All those years he had still hoped that one day you would forgive him. Maybe one day, everything would be alright, but Katsuki was wrong. Nothing would be alright. Some broken things just couldn’t be fixed anymore no matter how hard someone tried to glue them back together. The relationship had shattered into million little pieces when he left that day three years ago.  

And now, he had to watch as you walked out of his apartment and didn’t turn back again.

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⇻ salem.talks: I think someone’s cutting onions in here AGAIN. well, I thought before I post the second part to the happy ending, it’s a good decision to post the angst version first. hope everyone got a good cry out of it!