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A/N: There will contain a lot of aggressiveness coming from the hot headed blonde. Such as hair pulling, slapping, murderous actions Ect. And as always all criticism appreciated <3Β Angst I Eventual Smut I Slight Fluff
Part 2 IΒ Part 3IΒ Β Β Β 0.3k word countΒ Β Β Β Β Β Β Β !MDNI!
Y/N sat close enough beside the fire pit of her ''home'' as she read a book. Her pointer finger ghosted over the words engraved on the sheet, a form of habit she'd developed over time.
Β Reading had become her mediator, a way to escape from her reality.
The book she currently had on her lap consisted of a rebellious woman. She rebelled against her society's rules. In other words, she was a free woman, a free spirit. She once was like her. Before her parents, friends, neighbors, and even people she considered acquaintances slaughtered before her eyes.
Her village was in flames as they invaded her home and killed her people, Viciously murdered by crude human beings with no remorse for what they did.
To them, those innocent lives meant nothing.
She despised them, and yet she was forced to live amongst them.
Unable to understand their form of a tongue, They took her and only her. She doesn't know why but now she was compelled to live here against her will.
She tried to escape countless times, though all her attempts were unsuccessful.
Many guards stood around the house in which she stayed.
Now she's come to slowly accept her fate, imprisoned and unable to leave this hell. She never came to understand why'd he take her.
Why'd he taken the life of many innocents to get to her?
And Every time, she came to the same conclusion to make her suffer. Since the day he took her, he's made her suffer.
She wrapped the wooled blanket tightly around her body. The harsh weather outside did nothing to lessen the coldness.
She didn't even flinch when she heard a door harshly slam shut. Already knowing precisely who it was. Heavy footsteps sounded as they drew closer. From the corner of her eye, she saw a shadow loom over her figure.
The Fire flickered, the only thing keeping the room lit.
Continuing to ignore him, you saw no point in engaging in conversation.
She busied herself with scanning through the book; she wasn't reading anymore, Avoiding the elephant in the room.
Unfortunately, that was short-lived because he grabbed the book out of her grip.
Hurling it into the fire pit beside her.
She watched wide-eyed as the flames melted and burned around the book.
He huffed out. ''think y'could ignore me?'' he went feral.
This man had no self-control.
She looked up at him with a nasty glare prominent on her features.
His bloodshot eyes met her with the same expression.
''y'supposed to welcome me home when I come.'' He said with that bite on his tongue.
She crossed her arms over her chest, and in the process, the wooled blanket pooled around her waist. She looked away from his direction. She couldn't stand him.
She was sure she loathed this man.
He roughly grabbed her jaw, jerking her head up; to look at him. She swears she heard her neck crack in the process.
Her cheeks were mushed together, lips puckering out.
''I said you were supposed to greet me.''
He leaned his face closer to hers.
She scrunched up her face at their proximity, his breath fanning over her face.
She tried pulling his hands off her face. He had a vice grip on her jaw.
In response, he tightened them, electing pain from her cheeks. She whined out for him to stop, her words sounding muffled.
''stop, sorry, I'm sorry.''
He clicked his tongue, letting go of his hold on your jaw, roughly pushing her head back.
She didn't move an inch as he held her close against his body, his warmth emitted around her. Under other circumstances, she would have said this felt nice, but given all other events, that's the least she'd ever have had to cross her mind. He held her close by the waist, his nose buried into the crook of her neck. His breath tickled her slightly. She didn't mind though it was the least of her worries at the moment.
He had burned her book to ashes simply because she didn't welcome him home, cause she opted to ignore his presence.
He always found a prominent way of chastening her, but tonight he didn't. Probably because he was tired, she guesses. Probably because he was tired, she guesses.
Tired of killing innocents
She thought disgust etched on her features.
She let out a sigh through her nose. Her eyes widened with realization.
His grip tightened around her middle. He mumbled something in his foreign language.
It must have been him cursing her for sighing too loudly.
Annoyance?
''I'm sorry, katsuki, I didn't mean to'' She quickly apologized before anything escalated.
He let out a groan, rubbing his face further into you.
She did her best to her ability to not move; to not disturb his comfortableness, knowing what'd he do if you did.
''go to sleep'' He slurredΒ
There was a moment of silence.
''I can't,'' she said after a long pause.
He huffed out of annoyance.
She winced, already mentally preparing herself for what was to come.
He retracted his arm from around her, propping himself up on his elbows instead.
''Why can't you'' sleep heavy on every syllable.
She bit on her lower lip, swallowing before she continued to speak.
Should she tell him?
This is the first time since he's taken her that he's ever shown an ounce of care for her.
''I'' she paused.
His patience was beginning to wary thin.
He was about to say something, but she hurriedly spoke.
''I just keep thinking.'' she blurts out
He closed his mouth, and bakugou's eyes wore slits.
''About?'' He was curious. What could have you stay up at night? What could have your mind spiraling?
'' My family'' She couldn't help but cry. Her family was murdered, and she missed them.
He rolled his eyes ''you got me now.''
Was that supposed to make you feel better? If anything, it just made you feel worse.
''im your family now.'' he said lowly.
Even if he sounded soft, his voice held a gruff vocal to it, still intimidating as ever.
''c'mere'' He opened his arms for you to crawl into.
Reluctantly you did.
He held her in his arms as she silently cried, he ran thick digits through her hair hoping to soothe her.
The one responsible for everything was the man who currently held you.
And yet he dared act as if he'd done it for you.
''soon you' 'll see why I did what I did'' He softly whispered into her hair.
She made a face, although he wasn't able to see it. Her back was facing him.
He had to have been mentally ill because killing her relatives, friends even people she'd considered acquaintances was for her. It was a good thing?
Something to thank him for?
''You never told me how you could speak my language.''
He let out an annoyed huff at her question.
She turned to face the blonde-haired man beside her.
''the least you could do is tell me.''
He scowled
Β Why did she even care?
''please tell me'' she pleaded.
Bakugou let out a loud sigh through his nose.
''fine,'' He swallowed, ''my mom would speak to me in your language. I guess I was bound to know by her.''
Her brows drew together, ''how'd she know?'' She was curious as to know why his mother spoke her language.
His village spoke an entirely distant foreign language. So how'd his mother talk hers?
''she belonged to your village,'' He clicked his tongue ''before she ran off to marry my father.''
She propped herself on her elbows.
'Your mother willingly married him?'
He hummed a 'yes' in response.
''sounds like something that'd never happen''
He glared at the woman beside him, And she only did the same.
''Because you men are utterly cruel''
The ash-blonde man snorted at her statement.
''cruel? You haven't seen half of it'' He smirked down at her.
In reaction, she only scooted away.
She couldn't get away far though. He grabbed her arm, yanking her back towards him once again.
The girl yelped out in pain as he squeezed hard on her forearm.
'where do y'think yur goin huh?'
'let me go you prick' She began to hit his chest. To him, they were light feathered touches.
She screamed out when he yanked her hair back by her hair. 'fucken calm down dammit' He barked.
The girl's tears began to run nonstop at his rough actions.
'quit bein' a little bitch and to to sleep'
She sniffled as he wrapped his strong arms around her. He leaned down to kiss the crown of her head.
He softly shushed her, lightly rubbing her back.
βthere, there,β She sniffled/ 'βgo to sleep' He whispered.
Not long after she let out even puffs of air. He softly smiled at her rested face.
When she awoke he no longer was beside her on the bed. She lifted her head from the pillow, looking around the room for a familiar blond.
He must've left off for his voyage, a faint knock caught the girl's attention.
She said a quick 'come in' The woman who had knocked on the door came in.Β
'i've come to get your bed ready, and breakfast is prepared' The middle-aged woman said.
The girl waved her hand dismissively
'I'll get it done' She flashed the woman a smile.
'you could take a break if you'd like.'
The woman grinned at the girl.
'you know your nothing like any of the women that boy has brought home' The corner of her eyes crinkled as her smile widened.
'your kind unlike many, and you stand up for others.'
The girl recalled the night she walked in on the middle-aged woman on her knees, tears streaming down her face. And a guard just about ready to persecute her for sneaking bread from the pantry of their home.
The girl pushed the man to the ground forcing the sword out of his grip, though she was unable to. The guard threw the girl off him, positioning the sword against her neck.
Bakugou walked in on this.
His fury was immense, and in seconds swiftly pulled out his iron steel sword and sliced the guard's neck. His head rolled off to the side. The body limped above the girl. The blood splattered all over her face.
Bakugou pushed off the body from above her.
She stared wide-eyed at the ash-blonde male. Did he slaughter one of his own to stop them from hurting you?
He leaned down picking the girl up bridal style.
Her eyes never left his vermillion ones.
He looked back over his shoulder. 'Rima have someone clean this up.'
She quickly nodded, pushing herself up from the ground, hurriedly making it out of the pantry.
That night Bakugou held her tight in his arms.
Afraid to lose her maybe?
She wasn't sure
'i only stand up for whatβs right.' She told Rima.
'Your unafraid to speak your mind, sweetie'
You nervously rubbed your arm, 'really it's nothing.'
'it means a lot to me, if it weren't for you I wouldn't have been here.'
'you've always been so kind to me Rima, I don't think I could ever let anything happen to you.'
' you know, sir Bakugou requested i let you wonder around the village'
The girl's eyes lit up 'really?' Rima nodded.
This is the closest thing to freedom you were able to have ever since heβs taken you from home.
'but two guards must accompany you'
Her eyes dimmed slightly. Rima reached out her hand lightly rubbing the young girl's cheek.
'This is somewhat process he usually wouldn't had left you to go out especially out of his sight'
'yeah, i know i just' She sighed out of her nose. 'feel as if i were trapped.'
Rima gave her a pained look.
'cheer up, you know how quick he is to change his mind' She patted the girl's shoulder.
She in response nodded 'will you be coming with?' The girl asked the woman.
'no, sorry' She had a saddened look, 'He didn't demand i go.'
Rima stood up straight, flattening her dress. 'This isn't about me. Let's get you ready, sweetie'
She dressed you up in appropriate attire. Styling your hair into a braid. Leaving a few strands to fall free in front of her face.
'you look gorgeous' She smiled at the younger female.
Y/N walked past many food stands. Some sold fruits, seeds, bread, milk, meat,Β
A few stood in front of their stands promoting their goods.
She came across a corral of goats. She quickly made her way to it.
One of the guards behind her called out to her. 'm'lady iβm not sure it may be appropriate for you to touch them'
She turned around to face the guards. 'there's no rule about not touching animals' She remarked.
They no longer tried to prevent her.
A certain goat stood out to her. It lay in the far corner, away from the rest of them. Unlike the remaining others when she reached out to pet it, it didn't as it saw her hand approaching its way.
'may I take this one?' She asked the guards.
''were not certain our king would approve.'
'But you are certain how he'll get if I'm upset' She threatened.'
'your right, of course we could take it' He said as he walked over to the salesman.
Y/N leaned over the fence, holding her head up with her hands.
The goat was adorable in her eyes. She doesn't know why but she wanted to bring the poor animal with her.
Maybe free her?
'i know this may seem ironic because you are still basically trapped behind a fence, but I promise to free you
She smiled at the goat. In response it let out a sound, getting within the girl's reach.
She petted the goat's head, gently tracing her fingers on the small horns.
'' what the fuck is that?'' A gruff voice from behind her said. Her hand quickly retracted from the goat. Turning to Face the man behind.
His eyes flickered behind her and back to hers.
''a goat.'' She simply said
He walked over to the fence, his vermillion irises stared down at the hopeless goat.
She wasn't sure what could have been going through this man's head at this moment, nonetheless, she was wary, eyeing his every move.
He reached out his hand, tubbing onto the goat's fur with his thick thumb.
''without my say so.'' He said after a long moment.
He looked back at the girl over his shoulder. She stared at the man with narrowed eyes, and both her hands fisted.
He let out a chuckle. It seemed she cared for this worthless animal. She gave it tender and gentle care. Even getting a bit protective he may say. He didn't like the nasty glare you were throwing towards his direction nor the hateful eyes.
Giving him the impression of a protective mother, who'd be willing to jump into danger for her child. Though this wasn't her child but a filth of an animal.
He cocked his head to the side.
His other hand was placed on the opposite side of the goat's head.
Bakugou cracked its head to the side. Letting go of the hold he had on the goat. Its body fell to the ground with a thud.
A shaky gasp was heard.
Bakugou straightened his posture. he looked down at the girl who had fallen to her knees letting out sobs. Gripping onto the grass.
he'd just come back from fighting for more acres and yet he has to come home to this bullshit.
He yanked the girl up to her.
''let's go inside'' He began to pull her along.
She resisted, struggling against his hold.
''I'm not going anywhere with you monster'' She spits
It was evident his patience was beginning to wary thin.
He fisted an amount of the girl's hair. pulling her face close to his. She repeatedly hit his chest. But to no avail.
He twisted the locks of hair he had in his hold electing a pained shriek from the girl.
Her eyes began to water, as she began to curse out words at the man and his doings. Though Bakugou wanted nothing more than to shut her up. And clearly, she wasn't relenting.
Giving him even more reason to feel on edge.
He pushed her onto the ground, the girl fell on her back.
Letting out a pained moan.
He loomed over her. His irises were enraged and ballistic. Her rebellion has continued for far too long. And he wanted nothing more than to put an end to her actions.
''You're an unmerciful monster, who doesn't obtain any repentance for your cruel actions''
He chuckled, ''yes I've heard those same words before''
''And yet you never took any accounted for?''
He smirked down at her, ''I've simply chosen to ignore them.''
He let out a sigh, ''your disobedience will only get you nowhere.''
'you must be demented if you think I'd ever oblige to your orders' She huffed out, Β '', especially from a monster like yourself.''
He kneeled reaching his hand out toward the girl. In response, she tried throwing a punch in his way which was easily caught by the man. He grabbed both her wrists in one hand. She began to start kicking, and Bakugou gripped onto her knee crushing hard until a crack was heard. She screamed out in agony.
Begging the man to stop his torture.
''please'' She begged him.
''let go standing up. He began to make his way into the home. he looked down at her over his shoulder. ''let's go inside''
She grabbed onto the railing pushing herself up to her feet. As she did so she glimpsed at the goat who had been murdered at the hands of the man before her.
She slowly stepped forward nearly losing her footing as an immense pain struck her leg. The girl began limping.
She limped her way behind the man. Following him into their 'home'.
By the time she made it into the house, she was out of breath. Her knee was beginning to swell, purple forming around the kneecap. She let out silent sniffles every now and then. Bakugou basked in her obedient nature. if he was honest it was most refreshing when she obliged.
Though he despised her rebellious nature, it was almost always she who stood against his orders.
But he could get used to this
He threw the girl over his shoulder, she let out a surprised gasp at his uncalled-for actions.
He walked over to their shared bedroom and gently laid the girl onto her side of the mattress.
Usually, under other circumstances, he would have sent you to bathe before coming to bed but unfortunately, she couldn't make it herself. So he let this be the only time.
She made sure to not move her leg as much, avoiding further pain.
''I'll bring you dinner but for now rest''
She let out a quiet ok. He took his leave.
he lightly shook her arm to wake her from her current slumber.
She arose, rubbing her sockets ridding herself of her sleepiness.
''here eat up'' He said lowly handing her a plate of meat.
''you wouldn't want the remains of your pet to go to waste now do you?''
She let out a choked-out gasp, pushing the plate of meat far from her. She looked up at him with crazed eyes.
Sleep is the very least on her mind at the moment.
''how could you, you heartless bastard'' She scooted away from him. Wary of his every move. He killed her goat and attempted to feed it to you. What is he insane?
''ungrateful piece of shit'' He grabbed her hair yanking her up to his eye level. Bloodshot eyes stared intently into your watery ones. Tears threatened to fall free.
''why'd you do it?'' She questioned, she shook him by the shoulders.
''why must you rid of anything I find even an ounce of comfort in?'' Tears streamed down her cheeks.
He scowled at her behavior
Fine then if she wanted to really fucken know
''Because none of that shit involves me''
You let out a crazed laugh.
His scowl only deepened.
''so you choose to strip me of them just like that because none of them involves you''
He simply nodded.
''hell fucking yes, and since you belong to me that's my fucken choice to make and solely mines''
''you really are a lunatic''
He twisted the bunch of hair he had in his fist electing a scream of pain.
''don't fucking talk to me like that''
She scratched his face, he let go of her as his hands flew over to cover the cut.
She took the chance to run out of the room. She ran, limping to the back door of the house. She was midway to twisting the nob open. This close to being free.
Mere inches to escape.
She heard his bloody hurling scream, never in her life had she ever heard her name ever be said with such venom. Her body flinched out of reflex.
And before she even tried to make it out of the house, he grabbed her. Slapping her cheek with such force his big hands got more than half of her face. he had slapped her cheek with such force her head turned in the opposite direction, a faint crack could be heard after the slap echoed. Slight ringing in her left ear.
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Ruv, safely of course, witnessing one of Whitty's explosions for the first time
This one is interesting! I'll do my best shot at it.
"Fourty meters." Whitty said seriously, his hands on Ruv's shoulders.
"Your explosions only affect everyone in a twenty meter radius." Ruv retorted.
"I don't want you to get hurt." Whitty argued.
"I've literally had my ribs break from various explosives with bigger explosions before. I'll be fine." Ruv reassured, a deadpan expression on his face.
"It's me willing to explode for you, you play by my rules." Whitty spoke.
Fuck, that's hard to argue with. Ruv huffed.
"Fine." He agreed.
And that's how Ruv ended up on the very top of a pine tree surveying the wheat field below.
Whitty, who looked very small from up here, gave Ruv a thumbs up, and Ruv gave him a thumbs up.
There's literally no way, with how far Whitty made him go, he could be affected here.
Whitty takes the initiative and starts trying to make himself angry.
"I only explode when I'm angry, panicked, or stressed." Ruv remembered Whitty telling him one day.
He doesn't mind watching Whitty make himself angry, nor how stupid it probably looks.
This is purely for science, and because of Ruv's curiosity that his boyfriend is gratefully willing to satiate.
The change starts off small, and Ruv barely notices it at first. But when he squints, he notices how red Whitty's face is becoming. His eyes are rapidly changing shapes, and flashing every other beat.
His face gets redder, and his expression gets angrier. The flashing starts to quicken its pace, and Ruv's eye widens when he notices his fuse flaring and setting ablaze.
As it burns lower, the flashing gets faster, Whitty's face gets brighter, and the suspense gets thicker.
Until finally, when the fuse is non-existent, Whitty's pupils immediately disappear, and his body goes limp.
Ruv takes that as his cue to hold on to the tree.
He then explodes.
It's a bright flash-so bright, Ruv has to cover his eye just to withstand its intensity.
It's a firey, intense explosion, and Ruv has to shake his head when he hears his ears ringing.
When the dust settled, and Ruv can hear properly, everything that surrounds Whitty has blackened, or, had been set on fire.
Whitty himself is literally missing his fucking head.
His body seems to stumble about for a bit before completely collapsing to the ground.
Yeah, Ruv should really get off this fucking tree.
β’β’
When Ruv finally reaches Whitty, a third of his face has began to regenerate. Only his mouth appears, and Ruv decides to sit down and let Whitty rest in his lap.
He watches how his head slowly forms in fascination. How everything moves together, how everything takes shape and creates itself. Until finally, his fuse has finished making.
Whitty's eyes slowly flutter open, and Whitty stares at him drunkenly.
"did that satisfy you?" He asked drowsily.
Ruv rolled his eyes.
"Yeah. It did."
Whitty lets out a giant sigh in relief, and Ruv felt himself laugh.
