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Tomura and Compress have always been close, but no one ever knew how close they actually were. After all, those little rumors and jokes were nothing compared to their real truth. (5+1 collection) [Probably contains: foul language]

Sometimes, love fades in whispers. Sometimes, it leaves in the middle of the night. And sometimes, it ends with a voicemail that plays on loop until silence feels empty. [contains: angst]

Katsuki never had that spark towards heroes. He had that spark somewhere else, he found something that left him breathless and enchanted. After all, they were all the same. [contains: slight angst]

Katsuki couldn't handle the cold. He hated it. He owned many sweatshirts in his room. Not all though. Some weren't his and it was obvious. Very obvious. [contains: foul language]

Katsuki had always had Kariage, they'd been together for longer than he could imagine. They were perfect together. Kariage's family, however, were not perfect. They were far from it. So when they're finally removed from the picture, Katsuki finds them being torn apart as the boy is taken into foster care. If only he could be adopted by someone trustworthy. Someone hero like. Someone who was close enough for them to reunite again. But finding someone like that would be impossible, right? [contains: foul language and angst]

Katsuki Bakugou, the fierce son of Masaru and Mitsuki Bakugou. That was just how he was. Except... That wasn't him. He wasn't like that, that's just how he was forced to be. [contains: implied/referenced non-consentual drugging]

Katsuki made it look like everything was okay, that everything was just fine. But that bright blue sweatshirt he'd accidently left in the locker room? he needed that. He wasn't okay without it. And it wasn't even his. [contains: foul language and slight angst]

Putting my requests in one place to keep better track of them.

Being someone's emergency contact was something not many people had to deal with, they were rarely called upon. That was not the case with Katsuki. [contains: foul language & light angst]

Katsuki had a plan. He was going to spend Christmas with his brother. And he made sure no one knew. He tied up his gifts and went on his way. his disguise was flawless. He was so excited that he might overflow! Tomura wasn't planning on doing much for Christmas, he would rather spend it with his brother like a family should. So he fell asleep Christmas Eve in front of their tree, hoping and wishing. His Christmas wish wouldn't be heard and he thought he'd be all alone. [contains: nothing triggering]

It was the Chinese New Year and Bakugou was invited to dance by his Chinese friend to dance on the big stage at a festival in their home country. They were down a person and he already knew the dance. Naturally, he agrees and now has his place in the New Year secured. He'd be the center of attention with the rest of the dancers on live television in another country. What better way to celebrate? [contains: minor foul language]

When people asked for their biggest fear, forgetting was never the answer. In his case, forgetting was all that he could remember. And it terrified him. [not marked Mature but contains slight foul language and angst]

Book of art to show, since we can't put images through the messaging on here

Katsuki rarely slept, it was hard with all the nightmares he experienced. Turns out, it was a good thing. Tonight, he was able to sleep. He was able to sleep with a lamp he didn't bother to turn off and a warm body to hold onto. [Contains: 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 light angst]

Katsuki and his mother were trying out one of many inventions that Masaru Bakugou, the genius inventor, had crafted. As family, they always got the first working versions. They were always given interesting items that did the tasks they wanted. This time, Katsuki and his mother were brought to the ether. [contains: slight foul language]

Missing children. It wasn't a case for students, especially minors, but since when did Katsuki listen? What better time to explore the mysterious disappearances than on Halloween night. Those stories about the Witch weren't going to stop him. He was going to find them. [contains: foul language, violence, light angst]

Katsuki had always seen people that no one else could. He promised to make them real. Especially Migi. Migi was top of the list. [contains: foul language and slight angst]

Tomura was a gamer. Always was and always would be. But what came with gaming was online acquaintances and friends, Socializing, basically. Today, Tomura found out two things, one being that he could, in fact, socialize like a decent person. The other? Well, the other thing he found out was a definite surprise. [contains: foul language]

Katsuki always had an intimate relationship with death, with destiny itself. He'd always known it was inevitable, lingering in the shadows, patiently waiting for its turn. Even as its presence grew heavier, death remained unchanged. It was constant. Unyielding. Death was his destiny, and all he could do was surrender to its lullaby when the time came. A lullaby he knew all to well. [contains: angst, death, minor foul language]

It wasn't like he 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 to be perceived like this, but when caught cross dressing, there's only one thing Katsuki Bakugou could do: Join the villains. Part time, of course. [contains: foul language and angst]