Hunger [Bakugou]
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  • Parts 8
Complete, First published Jul 29, 2023
El problema era, a los ojos de Bakugou, una espada de doble filo.

Le dio control sobre algo en su vida, le dio la capacidad de opinar sobre lo que le sucedió.

Le permitió esforzarse cada vez más por alcanzar la escurridiza "perfección" que había estado buscando desde que era un niño.

Alimentaba la ira perpetua que mantenía a la gente a una distancia segura de él.

Había recogido la espada hace mucho, mucho tiempo.

Sus manos estaban cubiertas de sangre ahora, y le dolía cargar, pero hacía tiempo que había olvidado cómo era la vida sin ella.

Bakugou tenía un problema.

Ese problema era un trastorno alimentario".

 

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Bakugou sufre un trastorno alimentario, un trauma infantil y está a manos de todos los que lo ven como un villano.
   






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Esta es una traducción de una historia de Eldritcchh de la plataforma Ao3, la traducción obviamente no será muy literal pero haré lo posible.

La historia y el desarrollo de bakugou contiene:


TCA (transtorno de la conducta alimentaria)
Abuso físico y mental.

TEPT (trastorno por estrés post traumático)

Abuso maternal y paternal.


ahora sí, a leer.
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