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AN ASK ABOUT AN ORIGINAL THING I WROTE? 🥺

I wrote two superhero stories but only one has been getting likes in my activity feed recently so I think you mean my construction superhero short story. (checks the post) oh uh wow that’s getting more traction than I realized. Shit. So that’s why a bunch of people followed me recently.

Anyway, I don’t know if you are still watching my blog anon but since you liked my story have another snippet I whipped up just for you.

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Excerpt from an interview with prisoner #4598, also known by the code names “Constructor,” “Destructor,” and “the Architect.” Transcript incomplete due to being salvaged after the attack on the prison records. Interview conducted by Mitchell Newman.

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MN: Okay, well, since our memory experts can’t see anything in your head but muck and have established we’re not going to get any information out of you, anyway…

4598: Lethe is very good at memory stuff.

MN: Right, yes, of course she is. So since you’ve forgotten all useful information and I have to visit you at least for two hours a week just so this doesn’t count as solitary confinement--

4598: Could I talk to Sandy?

MN: Ms. White hasn’t asked to speak to you.

4598: Right.

MN: Anyway as I was saying, since I have to be here anyway why don’t you just tell me about yourself? Give me the whole manifesto.

4598: (no answer).

MN: Right. Well. Let me just continue then and you can answer if you feel like it. Sound good? Good. So, here is my question. What do you think about what people call you now? The first time you got arrested, you didn’t escape for months. Why?

4598: (no answer)

MN: Everyone thought it was because you needed to know the makeup of the material in order to shape it. When you stayed put they thought they’d gotten you with their Akonite walls. But it turns out you never needed to know that and you were just… sitting in there anyway.

4598: Right.

MN: What stopped you from escaping?

4598: (no answer)

MN: Did you think that you’d be let out if you played along, since you had good PR then?

4598: No.

MN: Okay. Was it that you still believed in the justice of the system?

4598: No.

MN: Second thoughts about trying to stop the construction of that stadium?

4598: Uh, no.

MN: Alright then. Why?

4598: (no answer)

MN: Is it related to your apparently still-developing powerset? Are you hiding some ability or--

4598: Depression.

MN: What?

4598: I was depressed.

MN: Ah.

4598: Everyone I had looked up to wanted me in jail. I thought no one would agree with me, so there was no point.

MN: Right.

4598: Uh, that’s something Sandy taught me. It doesn’t really matter what powers you have. If you want to get things done--big things, like building cities--you need lots of people. The things I’ve done, rebuilding… It's always because people have helped me. Cleared away poisons so I could go in the area. Gave me materials. Helped me learn.

MN: And without those people, you decided you couldn’t do anything?

4598: Yeah.

MN: So what changed your mind and made you decide to enact the largest villain breakout in history?

4598: It…

MN: What’s that?

4598: I had to try. It wouldn’t be right to just give up immediately. I couldn’t do it alone so I decided to find people who could help.

MN: And those villains--many of them serial killers and terrorists--these people shared your altruistic goals?

4598: (no answer).

MN: Right, sorry. That was a bit blunt on my part. I just mean it must have been a difficult group to work with.

4598: Hm.

MN: You’re pretty famous for not killing anyone yourself, even now. I really believe you don’t want people to die if they don’t have to. How do you reconcile that with working with, oh, Inferno. You know, the one that burnt innocent congressmen alive?

4598: (no answer).

MN: Some of the villains who escaped that day went on to kill innocent people, even if the ones you became friends with didn’t. Do you have any regrets?

4598: ...Skinner killed three children before we caught him. Toxica got… one, but made 48 people very sick for a while. Um, the others--I counted it all up. The amount of people who died due to the actions of villains that escaped because of me was 28.

MN: So you--

4598: The attacks your heroes do on other countries have casualties that number in the hundreds. Thousands sometimes.

MN: We were tracking down a highly dangerous villain with a power that could--

4598: That could not do half of that damage. They never can. The serial killers and terrorists--they’re hideous people. But there has never been one with the power to do what American “heroes” do every year.

MN: That’s because we kill them first.

4598: And then there is the damage afterwards. The sickness. People who die in the rubble. People who have their entire homes destroyed only to be turned away as undesirables when they try to find a home somewhere else.

MN: That’s not equi--

4598: You asked me if I have regrets. Yeah, I do.

4598: I regret every single fucking base I built for all of you.

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You didn’t have a costume or a sponsor or training or anything like that. You were just a kid who had just seen your entire world knocked down. So, in a moment of childish determination and belief, you thought you could fix it all. 

The first emergence of your powers wasn’t a huge triumphal moment. Moving stone and earth and steel doesn’t matter if you don’t know anything about how to stack things up so they don’t fall back over again. 

Your first attempts crashed right back down again. That was your first lesson. 

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Even when you got good at what you did, they didn’t call you a superhero. 

You still didn’t have a costume, but you’d gotten your hands on every architectural diagram you could and done plenty of practice. Then you started to show up to the aftermath of battles and put them quietly together again. 

But it still wasn’t right. You couldn’t do much if you didn’t have the diagrams for the buildings demolished–if the city planners didn’t let you have them.

So you stitched together a costume, something bright and colorful that would grab the attention of the cameras on the scene afterward as you tried to work. 

“Look! Someone’s putting those houses back together!” 

The effect was instantaneous. The moment you’d grabbed public attention, there were requests for interviews, think pieces–each giving you a platform to ask for the help you needed. 

This was your second lesson. 

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You didn’t call yourself a superhero, or come up with the name yourself. You were never really good about all of those things. But once the attention was on you, you got offers from managers and sponsors. One, a blonde with perfect hair who introduced herself as “just Sandy” 

“I don’t have any money.”

“That’s alright,” she said, her grin showing spectacularly white teeth. “All I need is for you to take on some gigs and give me a cut.” 

Sandy set you up. She got you the costume people would know you for, gave you the name, managed all of the PR and set up interviews. Your fame skyrocketed, and soon you were seeing yourself on billboards. 

Soon you had access to hundreds of city plans and blueprints. After enough attacks happened, you learned them well enough to hardly need to reference them. After a few years, you could rebuild a tower in a matter of minutes, and cities in a matter of days. 

Your powers evolved as your understanding did. Soon, you could read the entire layout of a building just from touching. Then, just from touching the ruins. You no longer need blueprints, then–just your own hands on the metal.

The gigs were simple, too–just fixing up hero bases after they’d gotten wrecked in attacks. Feel good work that paid well. 

With the help of many people, you do more. That’s the third lesson.

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The problems started with the homeless thing. 

You were in between projects and itching to use your skills more. Creating homes for the homeless seemed like the perfect, feel good project to flex on. 

It was, for the first few weeks. Then came the backlash. City dwellers crying foul, saying they hadn’t agreed to an enormous den of undesirables in their backyards. There were protests, white suburban moms holding up signs about drug dealers and rapists and criminals. 

It wasn’t your choice in the end. Eventually the city mandated that you deconstruct your shelter, or they would do it the hard way. 

Regretfully, you took it down. You did not look in the eyes of the people that had sheltered there as they had to go on their way.

It was the same story in every area you tried to build shelters in afterwards.

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“Can we just buy the land to build them houses?” you asked Sandy. 

She clicked her perfect teeth. “Sorry, there are laws against building new things in the city. You need mayoral approval to start a new construction project.”

“Why?”

“Well, there are already too many empty houses,” she said matter of factly. 

You stared. “What? Then let’s just buy those and put people in them!”

“You don’t have that much money,” she pointed out. “Not when you’ve been giving it away every year. Also, it wouldn’t do as much good as you think. Just think of the effect on the market–”

This is not why you fired Sandy. But it was the first time you thought of it.

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Opinion started to turn against you when you began using your interviews and platform to talk about this problem, to demand permission to build or otherwise help. Exasperation turned to hostility when you started to reshape the landscape to be softer to the unhoused, anyway–when you created caves in parks where people could easily shelter, or made every bench large and soft so that anyone could have a place to sleep.

Laws and ordinances passed, all regulating the amount of alterations one was allowed to make to public property. About how many changes you were allowed to make as you were reconstructing a city. The fines for altering things started to heap up. 

Firing Sandy didn’t help. Your good reputation was always as much her work as yours, but after what she said about—you couldn’t. 

You couldn’t. 

You learned not to read the scathing opinion pieces on you. That was the hardest lesson yet.

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Of course, shit really hit the fan when you were contracted to rebuild another base.

It was a simple enough decision for you. You found out they had been building drones and firing them on civilians. That at this base Techno has been building surveillance technology that would be able to monitor every single person in the country at every moment, and be able to fire upon them with impunity the moment suspicious activity was detected. 

It made you rethink every base you had built in the past.

“No,” you told them. 

“You already signed your contract–”

Instead of dignifying that with an answer, you transmuted the entire area into the rockiest, most impossible terrain you could. Every trick you had learned to make land easier to build on–you reversed it, turning what had once been the base into a precarious canyon of jagged, diamond-hard steel, nearly impossible to remove or build on.

“I said no.” 

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Stopping the construction of the stadium was the next kicker. 

“You’re insane!” said the heroes who came to remove you.

“They evicted a hundred families for this!” you spat. “Those were people’s homes. It’s disgusting that it’s allowed for the government to do that–much less to do it for-for a stadium? For entertainment?” 

And so you stood there for the next 48 hours, deconstructing every single thing they tried to put on their ill-gotten land. 

Then, they sent the heroes to stop you. You were never the best at fighting, so they knocked you out quickly.

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They don’t call you a superhero now. Behind bars, you glance over every thinkpiece and profile about the world’s most beloved hero fell. You read speculation about evil, greed, madness. All things you’ve heard about “villains” who came before you. 

It makes you wonder about those people. If maybe you had misjudged them, too.

But that’s alright, you realize after the sting of it fades away. That was the second lesson, after all–more than anything, you need people to be talking. And for all the bitterness in these words, you realize grimly that people will never stop talking.

Once you’ve thought things through, you decide you’re ready. The steel of your cell melts away. After all, there is no prison that can contain you. No earth or stone or metal can withstand your will. 

Katsuki leaves UA just before the provisional license exam, he’s at the point where he no longer things the hero system can be fixed without outside intervention. He’s done with how the media acts, he’s done with the blame being shifted to victims based on their quirks, and he’s done with the lies he’s been fed all his life.

Prior to this he started researching and planning what actual change would look like and require.

He meets up with Dabi, who’d only let the rest of the league know about the bet a few days prior. He was curious if Katsuki would keep his word or not. Dabi prods Katsuki gently, saying he knew the kid took honestly seriously but he’s still kinda surprised to see him go this far over a bet. Katsuki replies explaining it’s more than the bet. He talks about what he’s seen, and the failure of hero society to change. It’s more than enough to convince Dabi.

Dabi brings him to a secure location, then relays information to Shigaraki. Shigaraki is hesitant, he’s surprised Katsuki came back to them, but when Katsuki explains his side of things, and with Dabi vouching for him, Shigaraki decides to let him in. He can understand what it’s like to fall for hero society. He did for awhile too. Katsuki just needed more time on his own to realize that.

There’s an introduction period, the league is still figuring themselves out and most of them are hesitant to trust Katsuki. It’s about a week before he’s properly reintroduced to everyone and gets the sense that they’re not headed in any particular direction.

After that week, Katsuki decides “fuck that, I’m going to do shit, y'all are coming along” and since Shigaraki doesn’t really have anything better in mind, he decides to go along with Katsuki’s plans.

UA started panicking as soon as they realized Katsuki was gone, but nobody really knows what happened to him yet. Since he took all his stuff with him, all signs point to him having run away.

Izuku refuses to believe that, and most of the class holds out hope for awhile, but as no evidence turns up, more of them start to think it might be true and start discovering the amount of harassment and guilt he was facing.

There’s about a month and a half period in which Katsuki focuses on getting the league in shape. During this period, they do a forcible take over of the Shie Hassaikai.

Overhaul is killed, Eri goes under Katsuki’s care, and the league is established as a much more powerful force.

The Hero Commission is starting to get nervous, but not overly so. Not yet.

After this month and a half, Katsuki makes his first public appearance as a villain.

He’s in an updated version of his costume, most of it has stayed the same, but he’s added what looks like muzzle to the costume that covers his mouth. The muzzle actually functions as face shield/oxygen system so he can move at much faster speeds safely.

Katsuki’s villain debut is a full scale attack by the league on the Hero Commission directly. An event meant that the Hero Commission had gathered in a relatively accessible location, and the villains take advantage.

Importantly, Katsuki is enforcing a policy of limiting needless harm or deaths, because it ruins their message. The league reluctantly agrees, so they’re being a bit more careful than they were before. However, they’ve still got a hit list for this party.

The list consists of officials who they have confirmation deliberately manipulated polices or actions of heroes at the cost of people’s lives, all for some private gain. They do a lot of damage, and manage to kill 7 people on their list.

Katsuki’s first kill happens here. Previously, he’d managed to defeat Overhaul, but wasn’t quite able to kill him. He just wasn’t ready.

Shigaraki took care of it for him, and told him it was fine if he needed time to learn to kill. He was kind and understanding about it in a way that was genuinely weird to Katsuki. Not only because this was all about murder, but it was the first time in his life that he failed and an adult supported him rather than punishing him for his mistake.

At this event, one of the people he takes down tries to appeal to him by offering him a position as a hero to save themselves, and that pushes him over the line. He ends it quickly.

The league escape afterwards, and footage plus eyewitnesses confirm Katsuki was there, and he didn’t say a word to anyone he attacked.

UA, the Hero Commission, and the media collectively assume / sell the story of him having been brainwashed. It’s the only thing that doesn’t make them look horrible.

Aizawa has been weighed down by a lot of guilt during all of this. He should’ve done more, should’ve reached out, but he’d been waiting for Katsuki to come to him. He’s tried to find Katsuki, but Katsuki has purposefully avoided facing him in battle as Aizawa is one of the few people he doesn’t feel like he could hurt or allow one of the other villains to hurt.

The attacks start getting frequent over the course of another month, primarily targeting the people behind the scenes of the heroic’s system, with a lot of other targets of corruption along the way.

On his third attack, Katsuki has his first run in with Izuku, the first of any of his classmates to face him in battle.

Katsuki refuses to speak a word to him, despite the fact Izuku heard him giving directions to Toga, and the two clash.

Katsuki manages to pull ahead in their fight, but he’s distracted from their fight by someone caught in the crossfire. He diverts course to protect them. Izuku was so hyperfocused on Katsuki he didn’t notice the person. It throws him off enough that Katsuki is able to win their fight complete his goal.

After their clash, Izuku’s finally realized Katsuki isn’t brainwashed. Given what happened, he can only assume it really is Kacchan making all these choices, which leads him to reflect on why.

 Between slowly uncovering what Katsuki was suffering through, and watching Katsuki’s actions and their very real impact, Izuku finds himself struggling with the idea of heroes as well. Most of Class 1-A and society as a whole really are.

Shouto & Izuku talk, and Izuku confirms that it really is Katsuki. Not a brainwashed version of him.

At the end of their conversation, Shouto assumes that because it’s really Katsuki, they’re gonna go join him. He defects, and is a bit surprised when Izuku doesn’t follow him right away.

Dabi almost has a heart attack over this, but he can’t really judge.

Shouto is accepted into the league after he and Katsuki talk and he apologizes for not having done anything. Katsuki doesn’t blame him for it, as he understands Shouto had no real sense of what was okay.

Eri gains a new older brother, and she could not be more delighted.

During this period, after the first attack, Hawks was sent in to infiltrate the league. Katsuki can smell the commission on him from a mile away, but tells Dabi to kind of let Hawks in anyways.

The league begins slowly working Hawks out of the Commissions control, before finally after about three months, Hawks realizes how shitty they are and defects properly.

A big part of this happens after Hawks finally comes to terms with the fact that Katsuki isn’t brainwashed, and after Hawks meets Eri and realizes how happy and safe she is with her new family vs how he felt at that age with the Commission.

By the end of that three months, a number of other class 1-A kids and a few kids from 1-B have dropped out of the hero course, or in some cases, UA entirely. The public at large has started to become more disconnected from the hero system as they start to see some of it’s major flaws. The Commission comes under more and more questioning and is seriously losing power.

During this same time, you’d expect to see an increase in crime, but you actually see the opposite.

Katsuki has been very careful and forged an alliance with the MLA such that they’ve been able to crack down on certain types of crime (domestic violence, quirk kidnappings, sexual assaults, etc) while also steadily funneling money into getting social services in theses areas.

This means that you start to see less crime, people feeling safer and more secure, even as the hero commission and system is crumbling.

All of this comes together after a year or two of solid in the form of the government submitting to a major reform driven by figure heads planted by the MLA, but only after the league manages to eliminate the last key figures standing in their way.

Since so many heroes have either fallen from grace, stepped back from the system, or been killed in certain cases, Izuku ended up as an unwilling symbol of peace due to his connection to Katsuki.

Izuku is tasked by what’s left of the heroics system with stopping Katsuki from killing the final major figure whose all that’s standing in the way of the reform.

Izuku, in the end, makes the active choice to step aside, giving Katsuki the key he was given to the room so Katsuki can get to the person to kill them.

Izuku finally decided that he’s had enough of this too, and he’s done defending a broken system based on ingrained ideals that don’t add up.

Aizawa is watching inside the room up in the rafters, he’s stayed a hero of sorts but still functions like he did before.

Inside the room, Aizawa had the chance to cancel Katsuki’s quirk and stop him from killing the person. Instead, he chose to close his eyes and let Katsuki go through with it.

Katsuki looks up to where Aizawa is once it’s done, and Aizawa realizes he knew he was there the entire time. He hops down out into the open and speaks plainly as he always did.

“I’m sorry.” Is all he can really say. There’s so much he’s sorry for. For not speaking up. For letting Katsuki be put through so much. For letting him be driven to this.

Katsuki looks at him for a long, long moment, before he finally looks away and shrugs his shoulders. For the very first time in years, he speaks to a hero. To the only hero who ever tried for him, even if it wasn’t enough.

“S'okay. The problem was bigger than you every could’ve fixed.”

“I should’ve tried. I should’ve done more.”

Again, Katsuki needs a moment to consider that.

“Yeah. Probably.”

There’s silence for a few moments, and then Katsuki’s radio crackles to life. Dabi’s calling him back.

They share one more glance, and Katsuki turns on his heel and walks out.

Katsuki Bakugou, is not allowed to make mistakes. He is not allowed to be weak.

It’s not just that he doesn’t allow himself to make mistakes, it’s not just that he’s a perfectionist by nature, or even that he has a parent holding him to impossible standards. Those things all might be true too, but it’s deeper than that. It’s a universal truth, save for when Izuku gets involved. And that Sludge Villain shows that to the reader in Chapter 1. 

See, Katsuki and Izuku were both attacked by the Sludge Villain. Yet their experiences that day are as different as day and night.

Izuku, when he was attacked by the Sludge Villain, was weak. Obviously. He’s a 14 year old, and nobody should expect him to be able to fight off any adult trying to murder him, let alone one with super powers. And nobody did. Izuku was saved within seconds. He recalls the experience as painful, but it was extremely brief, and All-Might was right there to help him. He waited for Izuku to get back up and asked him if he was okay afterwards.

Katsuki, when he was attacked by the Sludge Villain, was not allowed to be weak. All-Might was not there to save him seconds after he was attack. Nobody was there to save him. If Katsuki hadn’t fought back, if he hadn’t been strong enough at age 14 to fight a fully fledged adult with super powers, if he’d paused, if he’d made a mistake, he would be dead. Plain and simple.

It is not a short period either, Katsuki is fighting right after All-Might drops the villain. After that point, Izuku and All-Might have their talk, Izuku walks down the stairs of the building they’re on, and he walks for quite a ways before he happens upon the scene. In that same time, 6 or 7 heroes have shown up on the scene, a crowd forms to watch, police have arrived, and a TON of damage has been done from the resulting fight. It’s never stated how long it is, but given all that happens in the middle, I honestly think it must’ve been 20-30 minutes of Katsuki fighting. 20-30 minutes of a 14 year old fighting for his life, where if he is weak, he will die.

Heroes show up, but none of them are there to save Katsuki. They see him, with his quirk, with his struggle, see that he is a child, and they bank on him holding out rather than doing anything themselves. Even the crowd knows he’s a middle schooler. The heroes knew. They knew the sludge villain was trying to kill Katsuki. They knew, and they stood there, and they assumed he’d be strong enough on his own.

All-Might got there before Izuku. He saw. He knew too. He stood there, and he watched for however long (a minute? five? ten?) as a child was strangled in front of him. He stood there and watched as Katsuki fought for his life, and he did nothing.

Everyone else did nothing. They watched, and they assumed Katsuki would be strong. They forced Katsuki to be strong. The universe forced Katsuki to be strong.

Everyone else, except for Izuku. Who saw Katsuki as human, as weak, as desperately needing help and who tried to help him.

It was a bad idea for Izuku to get involved. He wasn’t able to do anything against the sludge villain, besides maybe buy Katsuki a minute at most. It was a mistake, one that almost killed him.

But the difference between Izuku and Katsuki is that Izuku is allowed to make mistakes. So All-Might, who had stood by and watched before, jumps in and saves them. Katsuki wasn’t enough on his own to warrant saving. He was not allowed to be weak. He was forced to be strong, and be strong, and be strong, until finally Izuku arrived and only then was he finally allowed to be weak.

Afterwards, Katsuki is offered no comfort. His strength is praised, and that’s it. He is not asked if he is okay. He is not given any medical treatment that we see. He’s allowed to walk home alone afterwards. He is left to walk home alone afterwards. To handle the aftermath alone.

Izuku Midoriya was attacked by the sludge villain and he was saved within seconds. He was weak, he was a child, and he was fine. There was someone there to save him right away.

Katsuki Bakugou was attacked by the sludge villain, and he was forced to fight for his life. He was not allowed to be weak, to be a child. If he had been, he would’ve been dead. Only one person came to save him, and only after he’d fought for his own life through immense pain and danger. The only person whose ever come to save him.

We see this reoccurring theme constantly throughout the series. Even Katsuki’s quirk, which he’s had since he was four, is a quirk that does not allow for mistakes. If Izuku lost control of himself when he was 5 or 6 or 7, he might’ve left someone with a nasty bruise. If Katsuki lost control of himself when he was 5 or 6 or 7, he could’ve killed someone. Easily. It would’ve only taken moments. Even if he wasn’t angry, even if he was happy, and his mind just slipped and a spark set something off, that’s all it would’ve taken. That’s it.

Katsuki is kidnapped, and it happens again. Heroes show up, but they don’t save him. They restrain the villains, sure, but nobody evacuates the hostage, the civilian, the child, to safety. They had heroes to spare, and nobody even tells Katsuki to exit the building, to get himself to a safer location. The heroes are there to fight the villains, not to save him. As a result, Katsuki is teleported out of the bar and forced to fight for his life again. Against 7 fully fledged villains this time. Even when the others show up, even when Izuku comes yet again (with help this time), and once more moves to save Katsuki, Izuku’s plan relies on Katsuki going to them. It relies not on them saving Katsuki, but on Katsuki saving himself. If Katsuki hadn’t been strong enough to fight 7 villains alone, if he hadn’t flown high enough to grab Kirishima’s hand, if he’d made any mistakes, that would’ve been it.

Afterwards, he’s offered no comfort we see. He’s called weak for having been kidnapped at all, he’s blamed for All-Might’s fall, and he’s left alone to handle the fallout. He’s forced to be strong once more. Again and again.

Katsuki isn’t just someone who hates being weak, or won’t let himself be weak. He’s someone that isn’t allowed to be weak. If he was, he’d be dead, plain and simple. It’s not just expectations he’s put upon himself, it’s what’s required of him to stay alive. Everyone but Izuku expects it of him, they require it from him, and it’s not until Izuku steps in that anything changes, and so often that intervention only comes after Katsuki has withstood so much more than should ever be asked of a child.

New chapter alert! 💜💜Surprise y’all, bet you thought you’d seen the last of me 😂😂😂

Read it here: 🔹 Lines Crossed Chapter 32  🔹

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki & Dabi, Bakugou Katsuki & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Dabi & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Bakugou Katsuki & Hawks, Dabi & Hawks (My Hero Academia), Takami Keigo | Hawks & Tokoyami Fumikage

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Dabi (My Hero Academia), Todoroki Touya, Hawks (My Hero Academia), Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Tsukauchi Naomasa, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Natsuo, Todoroki Rei, Sensei | All For One, Bakugou Mitsuki, Bakugou Masaru, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Tokoyami Fumikage

Summary:

“Dabi. Untie him.”

Katsuki’s heart leaps. Holy shit, can it be that easy…?

“He’ll go wild, for sure,” says flame quirk - Dabi? - entirely unimpressed. Katsuki’s eye twitches.

“It’s okay,” Shigaraki says, all smug-sounding again. “We gotta treat him as an equal. We’re scouting him, after all. And before he throws a tantrum, our little U.A. student should be smart enough to know he can’t win. Not alone.”

The absolute asshole.

“Yeah? Bring a few more guys and it might actually be a fair fucking fight.”

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Chapters: 12/25 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakugou Katsuki & Shinsou Hitoshi, Bakugou Katsuki & Class 1-A, Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto, (only a crush and light courting. no major focus on relationship), (the main focus is katsuki’s feelings not the actual romance and it doesnt happen for a while) Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Shinsou Hitoshi, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Adopted Sibling Relationship, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Bakugou Katsuki, Omega Bakugou Katsuki, Alpha Shinsou Hitoshi, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Cute Bakugou Katsuki, Protective Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Hurt Bakugou Katsuki, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, BAMF Bakugou Katsuki, Nesting, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, AFAB and AMAB genitalia in Omega’s Summary:

Shouta had never expected to find a terrified Omegan child locked up within the house of the man that he had just arrested; however, life seemed determined to screw him over and prevent him from going home and getting into bed. But rescuing a pup was more important that his sleep-deprivation, especially when the tiny blond was unwilling to trust anyone but him.

The story of how even after spending years trapped inside that hell, Katsuki still comes out the other side with a feral grin on his face and nitroglycerin seeping off his delicate skin.

stop everything, this is bitty doing research for his thesis

there's more lmao, unhinged bitty energy

Our sweet, sweet child needs to cool before we add the finishing touches!

After dinner, we'll give it a taste test!

My...

God.

It's incredible!

This stupid cake, made with potatoes ... is delicious! It's so sweet, moist, and decadent, just like a brownie! And I don't even like chocolate!

The recipe from the tiktok was pretty much impossible to find. I looked high and low, but everyone posted recipes that I KNOW he didn't use because the ingredients and methods were different. After some searching, my grandma and I came up with our own recipe.

For the Cake:

1 cup mashed potato

2 cups sour cream

1 3/4 cup flour

1 3/4 cup sugar

3/4 unsweetened cocoa powder

1/2 cup softened butter

2 eggs

1 1/2 tsp baking soda

1 tsp vanilla

Pinch of salt

For the Drizzle:

4 oz semi-sweet chocolate (melted)

1/2 sugar

3 tbsp corn syrup

2 tbsp water

A lot of recipes called for a mixer or a processor, but my grandma and I wanted to make an every-man kind of recipe, since we know not everyone has those things. Plus they're heavy and a pain to clean anyway, so bowls it is!

Instructions:

1. Peel and boil the potato, then mash it. Set aside to cool. Go to the bathroom, do your homework, then come back. That should be enough time.

2. Set oven to 350°F.

3. Cream butter. This means putting the sugar and butter into a bowl and mashing it together with a fork until it's thoroughly mixed.

3. Put everything else in the same bowl, including the mashed potato. Mix and stir well. Work those muscles!

4. Grease a pan (doesn't matter what kind you use) and spatula batter into pan. Even out if necessary.

5. Bake in over for 40 minutes.

6. Test cake with pick. If nothing sticks, it's finished. If batter does stick to pick, let it bake a bit longer but make sure it doesn't burn. Remove and set aside to cool.

For the Drizzle:

1. Cut chocolate into tiny squares.

2. In a small pot, mix sugar, corn syrup, and water.

3. On medium heat, wait for mixture to sizzle and stir it. Do NOT let it boil.

4. Remove from element and add chocolate.

5. Wait for squares to melt, then mix.

6. Drizzle or pour over cake.

Slavic Cossack dancing known as Hopak 

tw // anti-asian violence

there’s been a fuck ton of aapi hate since the beginning of the pandemic and especially lately, with the georgia shootings today, and even the grammys last sunday

all this said i just wanted to share a few resources (none mine!):

- anti-asian violence resources (this resource is also linked in my pinned, it contains information, petitions, places to donate and a lot more)

- stop asian hate (contains petitions, places to donate, ways to spread the word and more)

- sites to donate to and share (if you have a twitter please consider retweeting)

- a cumulative twitter thread with a little bit of everything and more than i explained

+ stop asian hate gofundme

+ asian american resource center (an atlanta based foundation focused on housing and civil classes)

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I’m gonna weigh in on the Mitsuki controversy 

So the two camps are “I love her, their relationship is misunderstood” and “she’s abusive, burn her”. 

Depending on the translation, All Might calls it either “darkness” or “dysfunctional” when he gets hit in the face with their weird family dynamic. If this was real life and a mother was hitting her kid during a parent-teacher conference, that would be unambiguously abusive and probably end in a visit from social services and the police. But this is anime, where people can punch each other across a room and it’s played for laughs. The tone is drastically different from Todoroki’s relationship with his father, so I don’t think Mitsuki is supposed to be a monster.

HOWEVER. She is just like Bakugou, in the good ways and the bad. He’s loud, aggressive, and gives little thought to how he affects other people. He yells and blows things up and doesn’t care if he’s scaring people because this is just normal behavior to him. He once said Izuku should kill himself. He never thought about Izuku possibly actually doing it, it just sounded like a good insult. Mitsuki told Bakugou he was kidnapped because he was weak and it’s his fault everyone was inconvenienced. Mitsuki isn’t thinking “I want him to feel worthless”, she just wants to shut him up and get the last word in. 

But the fact is, Bakugou DOES feel worthless if he fails. He had a straight up panic attack when he realized Izuku could beat him. He hurt himself until he passed out to succeed in a class exam. He refuses to even acknowledge he was rescued. He’s absolutely terrified of being weak, because in his head, human value is equivalent to capability. Mitsuki’s happy that Izawa sees her son is hardworking, because she values determination more than talent. But she also reinforces her son’s idea of being a victim = weak.  It was victim-blaming enough for the school to call Izuku and Bakugou’s class disruptions “fighting” when it’s really just Bakugou lashing out at Izuku, but Mitsuki straight up tells her son that being victimized is his fault, he should have prevented it. It explains so much about Bakugou and his unhealthy strength-based world view.

The audience jumped on Bakugou’s bullying of Izuku because Izuku reacts the way everyone expects “victim” to look. Bakugou doesn’t cower in fear when his mother hits and yells at him, he yells back. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt him. It’s not a Law & Order episode stock_abusive_family.triggered. The Bakugous would fit somewhere between the Bluths and the Gallaghers. Mitsuki’s not a monster like Endeavor. But she IS destructive, even if she doesn’t mean to be.

And lets be honest, a lot of people are going to overlook that because of their genders.

So that’s my 2 cents