#charged

Maintenance Break.

bakugou katsuki x reader, multi-chapter series, 18+ only

The underworld of Houston is a living thing, a being that breathes down your neck, drips down your throat, fists its dirty fingers in your hair. On the outskirts of the city, on a stretch of hot, unforgiving pavement, engines scream and money changes hands. Names don't. This side of the city won't ever ask how you got there, or if you're staying. All it tells you is to hold on tight.

a/n: this fic is one of my favorite things i've ever written. i am so excited to be sharing it with all of you! please find all the chapters below, and enjoy :) read on ao3!

Chapter I: It Goes Down Easy - Carmen stops by The Office to trade a proposition for two shots of house tequila. Welcome to the secret underbelly of Houston.

Chapter II: House Shows 17 - You discuss the merits of gambling with your boss, and Katsuki shows you exactly what 650 horsepower feels like in your chest.

@jegulus-microfic August 10, Word count 392

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James had no idea how they pulled it off, but they had. McGonagall had come in and told the entire house they were not to leave the common room until the morning. She’d cornered James, Sirius, Peter and Remus. Regulus was safely hidden in James’s bed. And began questioning them, but when Lily, Mary and Marlene came to their aid, swearing they’d been with them all evening, so whatever was going on in the castle had nothing to do with them. She’d left.

By the morning, it was determined that there was no way four seventeen-year-old boys could have caused so much trouble all on their own, but with no proof that it was the Marauders and no clues as to who else could possibly have been involved, the subject was dropped for now. For the rest of the week, shrieks and screams could be heard across the castle at random intervals as one of the little ducks came out of hiding and turned into a goose. He watched Madam Hooch run across the grounds as one of the geese charged after her. A few of the memos had given the teachers the slip as well. Zooming in through ajar doors or open windows and covering classes in multicoloured inks before zooming out again. It was the gift that kept on giving. But the most important part of their prank was what happened in the dungeons. 

It had taken the three boys a while to figure out what was happening. They had all panicked, and the Devil’s snare had wrapped around them. Its tentacle-like vines squeezed tighter and tighter around its prey. Mucliber had nearly died because he’d panicked so much, and Snape and Wilkes were struggling with their own vines. Eventually, Wilkes had set fire to their dorm room, nearly burning them alive. The Devil’s Snare was gone, and so were everyone's eyebrows and most of their hair. 

“Looking good, Snivelus!” Sirius crowed across the great hall when Snape walked in with a totally bald head. Snape glanced up at the teachers' table, who all had their eyes on him, so he had to settle for a grimace at the group of Gryffindors hollering their heads off with laughter. Their joy was short-lived as Remus gasped and clutched his thigh. It was a full moon tonight, and Moony was feeling restless.