k. bakugou oneshots

☁️🌻The Red String🌻☁️

Soulmate au

So I see a lot of these and I'm like wow, this is so cute and cool.

This one is the red string that connects you and your soulmate. It's tied to your finger and only you and your soulmate can see your string.

You grew up all your life feeling alone. All your classmates gushing and talking about their soulmate. About their string. You didn't have one, and you always wondered why. Everyone had a string. Was the universe out to get you?

Did the universe think you weren't worthy enough of someone to love?

Bakugou never had  string either. This only added to angst and his temper. Deep down he wish he had a soulmate because he wanted somebody to love too. Everybody wants somebody to love.

You always laughed along and pretended you had a string too. Bakugou always changed the topic.

One day you decided to put your quirk to use, summoning. You had special tarot cards with spirits inside that developed when you were born. You popped out the womb with tarot cards sprouting from your skin.

Of course it didn't get you into the hero course, the spirits are small and don't last too long. They feed from your energy and are like tiny little goblins, may not be good at combat, but they annoy the hell out of you.

The minute you got accepted into UA a red string out of nowhere wraveled together and tied itself around your finger. You could feel the slightly tug and the snug fit of the string.

Your heart urupted and at that moment you knew that your soulmate had to be at UA. You could feel it in your heart. Bakugou opened his letter and saw the red string appear out of no where and attach itself to his finger.

"What the fuck is this? WHAT IS THIS SHIT?!"

"Oh sweetie did you not get in? AND STOP YELLING!"

"SHUT UP OLD HAG!!"

He tugged on the string around his pinky and started to chew on it out of frustration. He grabbed scissors and started to snip at the string, but nothing happened.

"WHAT THE FUCK?! GET OFF OF ME YOU SHIT THING!"

"I SAID STOP YELLING!" His mom burst in. She stopped to see him frantically attacking the air with scissors. "What are you doing?"

"This shit on my finger." He said holding up his pinky.

"What?"

"This fûcking red string thing! WHAT IS THIS CRAP?"

"A red string? OH MY GOD KATSUKI YOU HAVE A SOULMATEEEEE!!!!!" She gushed.

"What? JUST GET OUT OLD HAG!"

(I'm watching Don't Fuck With Cats on Netflix, bruh this shit is sick. Wtf)

You laid on your bed wondering who your soulmate could be. You fantasizes that it would be a celebrity or that cute guy from the coffee shop. You could only think about your soulmate.

You went to school everyday trying to find someone with a string attached. You could always feel it tugging you in a certain direction, but you never knew where to go. Bakugou tried to keep an eye out for anyone with a string as well.

But no matter how many times your paths may have crossed, you never saw each other. You kept missing each other. 

One day you were at lunch with your friends from another class. Shinsou and Tamaki. You stared at the string thinking about the day you'll meet your soulmate. But little did you know that it was going to be soon.

You got up to dump your tray when you crashed into an individual causing you to spill the remains of your lunch on your blazer. You looked up in anger to see a blonde male looking down on you.

"Watch where you're going extra."

"Excuse me!" You said standing up, picking pices of food off of your clothes. "You should apologize."

"I don't fuck with extras, out of my way."

You threw your hands up in frustration, ready to yell his ear off, "you have some nerve Mr, I don't care who you think you are you-"

He grabbed your hand and stared at it with a look on his face.

"Let me go asshole!"

"Its you..."

"What the fuck are you talking about? You are paying for my dry cleaning bill." Your eyes noticed the red string around his finger, the hand holding yours. Your eyes widened and you stood there frozen.

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"What movie?" You asked as he sat down next to you, a bowl full of popcorn.

"Men in Black."

"Again? Alright." You snuggled next to him and glanced down at the shiny ring on your finger and the red string on your pinky. You smiled before turning on the movie.

763 words.

Don't Fuck With Cats is hella dope. Wtfff. Screw you Luka Magnotta.