Nobara. Nobara Please

nobara. nobara please

My favorite thing about Bakugo is that the weirdest shit goes on around him and most of the time, he just rolls with it.

Domee Shi on her most embarrassing moment TURNING RED (2022); written & directed by Domee Shi

All His Attention -MHA

Yandere Bully!Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Context: Bully Bakugou is obsessed with you no matter how little interest you show in him, but is in for the shock of his life at the sports festival when you reveal you aren't as passive as you seem

Note: Reader is lowkey supergirl but just doesnt want to be a hero. Reader is regarded as fem but it really plays little part in the story. Reader is besties with Midoriya. SWEARING AND BULLYING!

(This was requested by the lovely @oyasumimosura . I was so happy I could write this, although it hurt me being rude to my fav Izuku but that's okay. ToT. Still LOVED this prompt and I hope I did it justice.)

Bakugou was a prodigy. He was what every parent wanted their child to be (minus the attitude). He was good looking, top of his class, athletically inclined, blessed with a strong quirk and had successful fashion designer parents. He was that dude. He knew he could get anything he wanted, whether he needed to use intimidation, money or violence to get it didn’t really matter to him.

But there was one thing he could never understand. One thing that always had him questioning.

Why would someone like you stand up for Midoriya?

At first Bakugou thought you were just another quirkless loser. It seemed fitting. Birds of the same quirkless feathers flock together. But seeing Midoriya with friends irked him. He hated seeing that damn nerd even have a sliver of a girl's time. He was being punished for not accepting his place in society, so Bakugou couldn’t just let Midoriya have this.

But when Bakugou started bullying you, annoying you, making your life a living hell in school, you never relented. He did everything. He would pull at your hair, burn pages of your homework, trip you in the halls, call you names. The list went on and on and yet you didn’t say or do anything to him. Always giving him a stupid friendly smile like that damn nerd and continuing on with your day.

What made it worse, was that even after he would give Midoriya a nice firm beating, you would always run straight past him and go on your knees to help Midoriya. He never got it. Why would you help that green haired loser? Bakugou had threatened you time and time again about if you stayed close to Midoriya, he would make your life hell. You didn’t seem to care.

Midoriya would urge you to leave, to go and that he would see you later. He didn’t want you ever to get hurt because of him (bless his sweet soul). You would stand up in front of him, blocking the path from Bakugou to Midoriya. You wouldn’t stand for all the abuse Bakugou had put him through. You stood up to him. Even after Bakugou grabbed you by your collar and practically snarled down at you, burning your collar in the process, you didn’t move. You met him on with a tough gaze and anger burning in your eyes.

Since that day it was like Bakugou could never look at you without feeling like he had to have you. You weren’t entirely docile when it came to him. You weren’t a doormat but you weren’t exactly fighting back either. It entranced him.

He didn’t know whether he wanted to break you down or just keep you all to himself. The fact that he thought you were quirkless went out the window.

Now with his newfound obsession for you, Midoriya got less of the brunt of Bakugou’s attention (#BroccoliLivesForAnotherDay. #SaveBrotherIzuku!), but now you were the centre of Bakugou’s attention.

“Aww come on, Trick Candle.” He would taunt you. He gave you that nickname because just like a trick candle, just when he thought you would burn out, you always came back to life again. “Don’t you want to come sit with me?” He asked you, a wide shit eating grin on his face. “I promise you, I won’t pull on that pretty hair of yours.”

You kept your lunch close to you as you kept on walking. “No thanks, Bakugou.” You would tell him, speed walking away from him to get to Midoriya.

It seriously ticked Bakugou off to have you reject him, HIM of all people, to go sit with Izuku Midoriya.

No matter though. He had heard you had applied to get into UA and had surprisingly gotten into general studies. Bakugou was going to UA. He was going to make sure while he was there to show you once again who he was and how powerful he truly was. Then you would have to be with him.

With the days leading up to the UA Sports festival all Bakugou could do was try and not explode. Somehow that damn nerd had made it into the Hero’s course. What made it worse is now he suddenly had a quirk and you were all over that damn nerd. You were his closest friend after all.

It made Bakugou sick.

How the hell could someone go from quirkless to having a quirk over a summer. It made no sense, and somehow still keep all your attention despite you being in general studies. Bakugou knew he just had to prove himself worthy of your attention at the Sports Festival.

Miraculously, as if the heavens had heard his wish, he was face to face with you at the Sports Festival. You were the only general studies student left in the festival for your year and so it was a big deal. Bakugou was more than happy to be up against you. He didn’t plan to hold back of course. He had way too much respect for you to do that.

No.

He just wanted to show you just how much he was holding himself back when it came to you and everyone else. He could show you just how much stronger he was.

Then the battle started. You evaded some of his attacks at first. Dodging them and moving your body away. Until you weren’t. Bakugou was fast at adapting, at using his quirk and instincts. He overwhelmed you with explosion after explosion, a sadistic grin on his face. He was toying with you. It was clear to see he was having fun with this.

“It never made sense to me why you were always with that stupid nerd.” He taunted to you loudly. An explosive punch to your back, pushing you down on the hard cement. “He’s nothing. You could have been something but you chose to surround yourself with him. How pathetic.” Another kick, another punch. You stayed silent, taking what he was dishing. You had to hold back. “Such a shame that I’ll have to beat the shit out of him again. Might just give him another black eye just for you, Trick candle.” Before he could land another punch to you, you grabbed his hand stopping him midway.

You glared up at him. That’s when Bakugou saw it. The flash of pure and utter rage. The seething anger and passion towards him. It sent a chill down his spine and a rush of rage. “You’re a dick.” You stated simply and before he could retort something back, you punched him, releasing some of your quirk.

Bakugou went flying out of the centre stage, into the bottom wall of the stadium. You glared down at him. You had been holding back that punch since elementary school. Everyone was greatly shocked out how you, who was seemingly quirkless just punched someone as strong as Bakugou Katsuki out of the ring. Midoriya for one, was speechless.

“OHHHHHHHH YAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Present Mic shouted from above making the stadium cheer. You didn’t want their cheers or praise. If anything, you hoped you could forfeit the next match. “Y/N HAS WON THIS ROUND FOLKS!” He announced, your face appearing on the giant screens above. You made your way out from the centre not really wanting to dwell on it.

Bakugou couldn’t remember anything after getting his lights punched out. He woke up in the infirmary, his cheek felt sore and his head was pounding. “Shit.” He groaned as he clutched his head.

Recovery Girl moved to hand him an ice pack. “You awake, dear?” She asked. He let out a grunt as an answer as he sat up. He looked up at the small screen in the recovery bay. He saw a repeat of what had just happened to him, while everyone got ready for the next fight. Recovery Girl laughed. “You’re lucky it was just a concussion. You should take it easy the next few days, alright sweetie?” She told him as she pat him on the arm.

Bakugou couldn’t care about what the old lady was saying. All he knew was you just punched his lights out. You. Seemingly quirkless you with a whole lot of secrets. Bakugou knew two things from that moment onwards.

One, you were hiding your true self and he needed to find out who that was.

Two, he was officially in love with you. And if he was in love with you, there was no way he was ever going to let you go.

You had all of his attention.

-Glitch1d

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Thanks for the read! <3

Masaru: Katsuki, my boy. What did you do today?

Kid Bakugo: Colors.

Masaru: Huh?

Kid Bakugo: Colors! You know, coloring. Like with a crayon!

Masaru: Oh, and uh…What did you color?

Kid Bakugo, mad: Some big f***ing dinosaur!

Masaru:

Kid Bakugo, mad and mocking: ‘WhAt DiD yOu ColOR??’ F*** YOU!

Masaru, turning and smiling: Mitsuki, darling, what’s wrong with our son?