Katsuki Bakugou X Reader "Still Love You The Same"

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader "Still love you the same"

Tw: implied domestic abuse with comfort ofc

Pro hero AU

It was a rainy day and you and Katsuki both had the day off. Katsuki's presence alone normally soothes your mind, but today the universe has other plans. You hadn't meant for him to see it, you had just wanted to get a book from the shelf, and your shirt lifted up just enough to be able to see the scar. A shitty reminder of being hurt by someone you loved and trusted. You froze, feeling his gaze on your back. Katsuki stepped closer, his expression unreadable. You felt your body wanted to run, not out of fear or shame but because you didn't want any pity he had to give. "Are there anymore? You never told me about this " he asks softly but yet you could still feel the emotions in his words. You felt his hands hovering over the scars, the warmth of his hands radiating onto your skin. "Who did this?" He asks his voice firm and is still calm when he does. "It doesn't matter it was a long time ago Katsu" His gaze softens but doesn't leave you. You knew he wouldn't push but you knew the thought of someone hurting you was hurting him. "I don't want your pity" you say before you are cut off "Scars visible or not are nothing, they don't define you"

"it was my fault, I didn't leave when I should have.." you said feeling the tears swell into your eyes. He pulled your towards him "You didn't deserve that regardless of if you stayed. Don't be stupid and blame yourself "

You could feel the tears falling and your throat cloging up, "I wish I had been there"

"well you're here now right?" He wraps his arms around you giving you a sense of safety and comfort. "Nothing will hurt you, no one will lay a hand on you as long as I'm around. I promise." He says followed by a quiet "I believe you"

He cups his hands around your cheeks kissing you softly on the forehead then on the lips. You closed your eyes feeling safe and comfortable. Katsuki made you feel safe and vulnerable at the same time and that's why you love him so much.

Sorry for not posting I've been going through it, please leave any requests you have !

I love being around people, I love doing marching band and being active. I love socializing with the people I care about, but every time I find myself exhausted and dizzy. I love doing things but my body won't let me without taking every ounce of physical strength I have.

My body is defective and it makes me feel like I can never be happy

OMG YOUR LAST POST IS SO GOOD YOU ATE THAT UPPPP I LOVE IT SO MUCH IDK IF YOURE GONNA MAKE ANOTHER POST ON THAT FANFIC BUT PLEASE SO OMG I LOVE IT OMGGGGG!!!!!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH.

I DEFINITELY WILL BE TRYING TO POST A LOT MORE NOW THAT I HAVE A CONSISTENT SCHEDULE!!

A Mother's Cry from Gaza: From the Heart of Fear and Suffering😞🍉

Hello, I am Inas, a mother of five children from Gaza. We fled our home with nothing—no clothes, no safety—escaping the tanks in front of us. My husband was hit by a bomb, and now he lies wounded, needing surgery to remove the shrapnel that threatens his life.

My son Musab had just finished high school before the war, dreaming of entering engineering, but fate has forced him to search for food for us among the ruins. My younger children, who were once dedicated to their studies, now carry water that is heavier than they are, just to survive.

My little daughter Rimas fell ill due to malnutrition and spent time in the hospital. I lost my father in this cursed war, and I have become the sole provider for my children. I would never ask for help if it weren’t for the overwhelming fear I have for my children, a mother desperate to bring them to safety, but I have no means to do so.

My children are terrified to leave the tent. Every time they remember passing in front of tanks and fires, fear grips them. Our home, which took me years to build, is now completely destroyed.

Today, I reach out to you with a broken heart, pleading for help from anyone who can assist us. We need support to cover my husband’s surgery, provide food and treatment for my children. Every donation, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in our lives. This is not just financial aid; it's a chance to restore hope to a family shattered by war.

Please donate to save my family and give my children the chance for a safe life and a better future.🙏

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But now, in a tent and an unclean life, we are cheating and dying

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HEY HEY HEY. I have a teaching degree and a music degree so what does that mean????????

BAND CAMP BABY.

This does mean I'll probably be posting a lot less :((

I'm a part time assistant teacher for my old highschool band and we had our first summer training camp today!!!

My lovely children have been doing great outdoors in the Texas heat and working hard to make this the best marching year possible!!!

Remember to drink water, eat a balanced meal, regardless of if you do anything active!!!

Illness

To exist to me have a heartbeat, to live is to interact with others, to make something of yourself. To be truly alive we all must suffer. Not everyone will suffer the same. Many people may go through hardships that are mental or physical. I feel like I can't even feel anything a normal amount. To live is to make something of yourself, so why when I try I am constantly healed back?

I love going out, I love doing things with the people I love, but in doing so I put a strain on my body that makes me unable to do more. I find myself at practice taking breaks more than everyone else. A wave of guilt eats away at me "why am I doing less than everyone else?" But then being reminded that my body is simply defective.

Having 1 chronic illness is hard, having 2 make living a good, happy, healthy life feel impossible.