Misuse of Power (Yandere My Hero Academia x F!Reader Oneshots)

Soulmate Song (Bakugou Katsuki)

Title: Soulmate Song

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, soulmate AU, spoiler for Bakugou's hero name, swearing

Summary: Your soulmate is not exactly what you pictured.

"Soulmates come by surprise

Bell curve it seems extremes arise

And those who beat the odds will call it fate"

-From "Soulmate Song" by Carson James Argenna

You weren't one to look at tabloids, but even you had heard the rumors of how abrasive and rude the hero Dynamight was. You're also sure the magazines had covered his soulmate mark. You wish now that you'd read at least one article on it, because then you wouldn't be as taken by surprise as you were now.

You sat there on the dusty floor, coughing from the smoke in the air. The store your family owns was destroyed. Hopefully the insurance would cover it.

Despite all the rumors surrounding Dynamight, he was undeniably a superhero at this moment. He was panting, shoulders heaving a little with each breath. The villains, however, are much worse for wear, lying knocked out on overturned shelves.

Somehow, the villains are the least worrying thing on your mind. The forefront thought on your mind is the mark on Dynamight's left shoulder blade. A grenade with three small sparks around the top... oh so fitting for him. You shouldn't be as surprised as you were that he was your match.

That's right. Your own back bore the same mark. Bakugou Katsuki was your soulmate.

You didn't exactly look your best. Your hair was blown in every direction, your clothes were covered in dust and soot, and you were sure your face was just as dirtied. But this could be your only chance to approach Dynamight, considering he was a famous person.

You got to your feet, swaying unsteadily. Dynamight's back was to you and you weren't sure how to get his attention.

"Excuse me, Dynamight?" Your voice came out as a squeak. He didn't turn around.

Your hand reached out hesitantly and rested on the soulmate mark. For a moment, you admired the way it looked on his light skin, the next moment, he was spinning around, asking, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

You curled your hand into your chest, heat rising to your cheeks.

"We're soulmates," you whispered.

"What was that?" Dynamight didn't seem all that interested in what you had to say, but at least he was listening.

"We're soulmates!" You said, a little louder than intended.

The blond hero stared at you for a moment before a derisive laugh left his lips, "Yeah, right, I've heard that line before."

"No, I'm serious," you protested, "I have a tank top underneath my shirt, I can show-"

"Listen," Dynamight said, "My soulmate is not going to be a little wimp. If I have a soulmate, she's going to be a strong hero who can stand by my side and fight. Not someone like you who cowers on the floor like a stupid little bug."

It felt like the life had been sucked out of you. Your stomach plummeted and then rose with the fury consuming your body.

"Fuck you," you spat, "I'd rather have no soulmate than be with you."

"See, that's a little more fiery," Dynamight snickered.

You spun on your heel and stormed through the employee's only entrance. The backroom was spared from the damage the villains and explosive hero had caused.

You held back tears. Like every little girl, you had dreamed you'd meet your soulmate and live happily ever after. Even as an adult, you'd held out hope.

But this guy? You weren't lying when you said you'd rather have no soulmate at all.

You'd cry later, you were sure of that. But for now, anger was your primary emotion.

How dare he be an asshole? How dare he crush your dreams of being happy?

Why had the universe paired you with someone like him? Had mother nature run out of pairs to match up?

Well, forget him. You didn't need him. There were plenty of people who lost their soulmates, surely you'd meet one of them. Or maybe you'd meet a guy whose soulmate was a total bitch and you could bond over how much the universe sucked.

You'd be fine.

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A month had passed since that day, and Bakugou hadn't given it a second thought. Just another crazy fan trying to get him to date them. He didn't even care about finding his soulmate.

At least, he didn't think he did. Not until now.

You're playing in the waves, splashing your friend on the mostly-empty beach. He recognizes you not just by your face, but by the symbol on your shoulder blade.

You weren't lying.

He approached you eagerly, feeling the pull of fate dragging him closer. Sure, you weren't the strong pro hero he was expecting, but you were solely and uniquely his.

You gave him a dirty look upon seeing him and loudly suggested to your friend that the two of you head further down the beach.

The message was clear. He got it.

He started to walk away, then stopped. Looked back at you. Felt that surge of possessiveness shoot up his spine.

You were weak. And, for the first time, he wasn't seeing that in disgust, but in worry. You were completely unprotected, defenseless...

You needed him. And who was he to protest?

The universe wanted you together, after all.