Thread by @LurkingAether

Brainspoosh! #bkdk (past); #dkocha; inspired by crazy ex tiktok compilation
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"Izuku...I have something to admit and..." Ochako steeled herself, gathering her courage. It was their third date, and she found it better to rip the band-aid off sooner than later. Prior men

got so upset by what she was about to say. She needed to brace herself for Izuku's face twisting in disgust or anger. "My-my best friend and I used to date."

The man across from her at the table blinked before a gentle smile grew, "Iida right?

He's an amazing man. Can I ask why you're not together now?"

Ochako felt relief flood her system, so many men in the past just couldn't get past the fact that she was friends with an ex! "We grew up with each other. We were always together, so in college we got together.

We dated 6-7 months I think?" It'd been a few years now so it was fuzzy. "And I don't know, we felt too much pressure to make a romantic relationship work...uh, I guess you could say it felt like kissing my brother. When I told him that he said he felt the same way!"

Izuku chuckled, "So you agreed to split and were able to stay friends. That's rather admirable."

She laughed as well, taking a gulp of her drink. "You know I'm surprised you're taking it so well! Most guys I've dated get mad, 'It's me or him!'"

"Oh no! I could never say that!

I've seen how happy having Iida as a friend makes you, and vice versa." The man looked down at his glass, and his shoulders slumped a little. "I'm actually kind of jealous for a different reason."

"Oh? What's that?"

"W-well," He played with his fingers. "I also dated my childhood friend. We were together for years...but it kind of fell apart. It got...ugly." For a moment he looked haunted, before he shook himself of the shadow of the past. "He'd been a precious friend of mine too,

I wish things had turned out more like you and Iida."

She leaned over the table and put a comforting hand on his forearm. "Maybe someday you can be friends again? Time heals a lot of wounds."

He opened his mouth but seemed to change his mind about what he was going to say.

A sad smile replaced the frown from before. "I'm going to get a new drink. Do you want another as well?"

"Sure," Ochako said, knowing he just needed a moment. She wondered just /how/ ugly the end of his relationship had been to kill the mood like this.

She blushed deeply when he snuck a kiss on her cheek as he left their booth. When she was sure he was out of ear shot she quietly squealed to herself and whipped out her phone to text Tsu.

Ocha: Dropped Tenya 💣, he didn't care!
Froggy: 👍 congrats! now focus on your date!

Ochako chuckled to herself, knowing that Tsu was probably holding herself back from demanding details. Movement in her peripheral grabbed her attention. She nearly had a heart attack!

There was a window behind Izuku's seat. Standing on the other side was a man staring directly

at her. He /had/ to be a model or something. Perfectly styled ash blond hair, he cut a tall figure with his dress shirt barely containing the muscles hidden beneath. Big hands loosely held a cigarette to his lips. Damn that jaw! Piercing red eyes, much more vibrant than Tenya's,

drilled into her. She felt equal parts hot and as though she were prey pinned by a predator. Damn, to have a man like that in bed...

/CRASH!/

The sound of two glasses smashing to the floor startled her. Ochako snapped her eyes to the side to see Izuku, with drink and glass

at his feet. He'd clapped his hands over his mouth, his pretty green eyes wide--so wide they looked like they were going to pop out. His pupils pinpricks of fear as he stared directly at the hot stranger outside the window.

"Izuku? What's wrong?" She looked back at the blond to

see he was now smirking, eyes on her date. The moment went for seconds but felt frozen in time.
She grabbed Izuku's arm, "Hey are you okay? Do you know that guy?"

Izuku's answer was his eyes rolling back as he fell to the floor limp. Other bar patrons rushed over to help,

someone declared they had EMT training as they tried to get Izuku to respond. Ochako shot a glance back to the window, maybe she could confront the man--but he was gone. Only a haze of smoke left behind.

TBC? If I do it's gonna be yandere bkg of course lol; definitely some violence maybe forced captivity etc, who knows?

ko-fi.com/zeropath

Ochako sat in awkward silence at Izuku's table with their shared friends, Tenya, Tsu, and Todoroki. Needless to say their date had been over once Izuku recovered from the fainting spell. He was still scared and didn't want to be alone--the more people the better. When Todoroki

had arrived, Izuku took one look at him and broke down crying.

Now the friends sipped at tea, while the greenete yelled at someone over the phone in the other rom. "--I /saw/ him! He looked right at me! Why wasn't I informed?!"

He paced back and forth in the room, feet stomping, eyes still red from tears. "...A letter? /a letter/?!" He suddenly hissed. "I never got any letter Monoma, they're supposed to call you or--grr!"

"Ah, Monoma is who he's speaking to, that makes sense." Todoroki suddenly spoke.

At everyone's questioning gaze, he elaborated. "Izuku's lawyer...it's not my story to tell."

"Well how long has he been out?...Two months--TWO?! Monoma what the hell?!"

Tenya jumped to his feet, having never heard Izuku swear before, but Ochako grabbed his arm and pulled him

back down.

"I know." She said. "I'm worried too."

"I don't /care/! Tell them he violated the R.O., I'll give place and--!...what? Ex-expired? Monoma, what--no that means--" He grew quiet, obviously listening to what his lawyer was saying. His next words were more subdued,

almost defeated. "Pl-please file it whether the police think it isn't worth it or not. I remember how much time it took last time...yes...okay...Thank you Nieto...goodnight."

They could hear him sniffling in the other room for a few more minutes before he silently joined them at

the table.

Todoroki immediately scooted closer to him and held his hand delicately, thumb tracing over the scars there. Izuku had been in a car accident, which messed his arm up quite bad. As long as Ochako had known him, he'd been self conscious of the scars. She felt a twinge

of jealousy knowing that Todoroki was free to touch them so casually. Immediately she felt guilt for the thought. How shitty was she? Todoroki and Izuku knew each other before they moved to the city, calling each other brothers from other mothers. She'd need to find a way to make

it up to both of them for such horrible thoughts.

"So what did Monoma have to say for himself?" Todoroki asked.

Izuku took a shaky breath, "Ka--Bakugo has been free for two months now. The authorities thought a letter was sufficient notification."

A dark cloud passed over the stoic man's face. "But he's already violated the R.O."

Fresh tears budded from Izuku's eyes, "It-it expired a year ago due to lack of activity on his part and that I had moved here. He apparently was a model inmate and was /released/

early for good behavior. He wasn't even given probation because the psychiatrist gave him a glowing review."

Todoroki scoffed, "Bullshit. If I see him--"

"He'll provoke you to attack him, and you'll be arrested. Just like last time." Izuku shook his head.

"Not if I kill him and hide the body." The split hair man said with no hint of jest.

Again Tenya jumped to his feet, "T-Todoroki! That is highly inappropriate to jest about let alone illegal!"

"He'd deserve it!"

"Izuku," Ochako called his attention away from the bickering men. "I...Who was that man at the bar? I mean I caught the name, 'Bakugo', but why are you so upset about seeing him?"

"I would like to know as well!" Tenya announced, "I do not condone violence, and the two of you

are acting highly unusual."

Tsu coughed a bit, her throat still wrecked from a recent flu, "But you don't have to tell us if you are uncomfortable, Midoriya. You don't owe us your story."

"Sho?" Izuku looked to be asking his friend permission.

The spilt haired man shrugged, "I only played a small part, I won't force you to tell them. Though it might be safer for everyone."

Izuku swallowed hard and nodded. "You--you're right." He seemed to brace himself for a moment. "If any of you feel uncomfortable being around me after I tell you...I w-won't be upset, I'd understand."

Ochako shook her head, "It'd take more than some jerk to scare me off!"

He chuckled painfully, "You say that now...Look the man outside the window was Bakugo Katsuki...my childhood friend and...ex fiancé. And he's...absolutely insane."
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TBC
ko-fi.com/zeropath

"Our mothers were best friends who reconnected. When we first met he thought I was a doll and called me Deku. He threw a tantrum when he and his mother left because he thought I was his." Izuku explained.

"From there naturally, we spent a lot of time together because of our mothers. Playing heroes, pirates, watching All Might cartoons. For a long time...he was my only friend. No one wanted to play with the skinny nerd with a mumbling habit." A wistful smile graced his lips as he

remembered the good times. "Ka...Bakugo kept the bullies away, and when they caught up with me he'd treat my wounds...I should have realized something was wrong back then."

"Izuku," Todoroki put a hand on his shoulder, "You were a kid and Bakugo...Bakugo was too smart

for his age."

He cleared his throat and faced the others once more, "The bullies would get into accidents. Sometimes really bad...one had 'fallen' into the street in front of a bus. He uh...could never walk again. People at school thought I was cursed, but Bakugo reassured me it

was just a coincidence. It went on like that for years. Just before we got into high school, he asked me out on a date." It had been the perfect date too. Everything Bakugo did was perfect. They went to the fair, shared some crepes, and kissed on the ferris wheel.

"High School was also when I was able to shake the 'cursed kid' rumor. Bakugo was popular, since he was always team captain at every sport he tried, he even became class president. But then he started getting controlling with me. He had to know who I was speaking to and why.

I had to eat lunch with him and visit his practices after school. After our first time on my birthday, he wanted sex everywhere and anywhere. A girl confessed to me one day, and even though I turned her down he tore her a new one...she transferred schools pretty quickly."

Izuku gestured to Shouto. "Shouto transferred in in our 2nd year. And he reminded me of myself, with how everyone avoided him." People thought he was someone trying too hard to be edgy. Only Izuku took the time to learn he had a tough family life, that his hair was genetic and

not a dye job. "We hit it off as friends...but..."

"Bakugo didn't like that." Tsuyu guessed correctly.

"No, he kept interrupting our study time or dragging me away to have sex. I came to a head when I hugged Shouto."

The other man nodded, "I was having a bad day. My brother

was just sentenced for attempting to kill me. Izuku only hugged me to comfort me."

"Bakugo attacked him. Shouto didn't even fight back, it was so sudden. Me and some other football players had to tear the two apart." He shivered, remembering how the blond had acted like a wild

animal. There was something in his red eyes that had deeply scared Izuku. "Bakugo and I argued later that night. I'd had enough and broke up with him...It took him two weeks to understand I was serious. He showed up at my house at 2 in the morning begging me to take him back.

I just couldn't though. Those 2 weeks had let me realized just how controlling he'd become."

"I take he did not take that well?" Iida helpfully added. "Men like that tend not to take rejection well."

Shouto snorted, "Considering what he did next it's a given."

Ochako's eyes glistened, "What...what did he do?"

"He snapped or he'd been snapped for a while. Shouto and I were in the library studying when we were hit from behind. I woke up in Bakugo's car, Shouto was in the trunk." Izuku shook his head and grabbed his curls.

"He was ranting about how he wouldn't let Shouto have me, that I was /his/ Deku. I just had to learn my lesson is all...I...shit..." He was crying already and he wasn't to the end of the story.

"He took us out to the cabin his parents owned." Shouto continued for him.

"He handcuffed Izuku to the car and propped me against a tree. I woke up to a shot gun barrel pointed at my face and Izuku screaming at Bakugo." The others mouths had dropped open, eyes wide in shock. "Before he could pull the trigger though, Izuku broke his hand to free himself

and charged at us. The gun went off." He gestured to his face where the gnarly scar twisted his handsome face. "If Izuku hadn't jumped on Bakugo, I wouldn't have been missing just skin. He even took a portion of the shot for me, scarred up his arm. He was my hero."

"Shouto," Izuku sniffled, "I'm not a hero. It was my fault it happened anyway." He'd heard enough from people praising his actions, but in truth if he'd only taken Bakugo back Shouto would never have been hurt. "I only got lucky and when Bakugo fell he hit his head hard on a

rock."

"The police investigation revealed some disturbing things." Shouto only continued once Izuku nodded his consent. "Even while they had been together Bakugo had been stalking Izuku. He had pictures and videos going back /years/, and his journals revealed he was obsessed

with Izuku. He kept harassing Izuku through the trial, calling him and begging for forgiveness or threatening him." Izuku was glad he didn't reveal anything about the more explicit messages left on his phone. "It was enough to grant a restraining order."

"But the Bakugos are a wealthy family. His lawyer was able to argue crime of passion and he was sentenced to only ten years with mandated therapy." Izuku finished, "I moved here because I thought it would be far enough away for him not to find me if he got out.

I just wanted to move on and forget it. But--/hah/--he got out early for /good/ behavior. He knows I'm in this city. He's probably already figured out where I live. If you're near me, you could be in danger. Bakugo truly intended to kill Shouto that day. I can't imagine what he'd

do now as a full fledged adult."

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Camie's heart nearly stopped when a man stepped into her office. The man was drop dead gorgeous, a bond Adonis! And damn when he spoke, she must have flooded her panties!

His voice was deep and raspy, "Hello there. You're Camie right?"

She could listen to him say her name all day. "Sure thing handsome, what can I do for you?" She made sure to lean forward, and his red eyes definitely ogled the goods.

"Well /beautiful/," He smirked back, "a couple of your employees helped my grandma at the mall the other day. She's fine now but she's the old fashioned type to give gifts of gratitude.

With you being the company's HR I thought you could tell me their addresses for me to take the presents."

A hot guy that helped hus grandma?! That is too fucking sweet! She internally cooed.

The designer clothes he wore meant a heavy wallet. Definitely marriage material. "Well sir, I'm not normally allowed to give out employee information..."

"Mmm? Not even over drinks?" He asked. He stuck a hand in his pocket and she couldn't help but

realize the buldge was /not/ a phone.

Her resolve was shaking. "I--sir--"

He hummed again, deep and throaty like a purr. He leaned into her space, his shirt clinging for dear life on his muscles.

He reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Heat radiated off him like the sun. "I like it when you call me 'sir'."

Camie bit down on her lip hard when his breath caressed her ear. "You got a body that looks like it's made for dancing. How about you join me at

Ground Zero?"

"G-Ground Zero?!" The hottest exclusive nightclub in the city? "You can get us in?!"

He chuckled, "I should be able to...considering I own it."

Camie was definitely going to need a wetnap after this. She schooled her features and gave him a sultry smile. "Well.../sir/, who's addresses do you need? I'll bring them to the club."

The smile he gave her sent a shudder down her body. It was feral, predatory...absolutely intoxicating. She decided she was going to marry this man.
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Tbc

Izuku tried his best to tame his hair once he caught sight of his reflection in the window. There was nothing to do about the bags under his eyes though. He hadn't been sleeping well knowing Bakugo was somewhere in the city.

It was bad enough he started seeing flashes of blond hair and red eyes everywhere he went. He mainly stuck to his apartment or the office. The last time he went to a Cafe he nearly had a heart attack when a tall blond man took a place in line behind him.

Thankfully it was only happy blue looking up at the menu.

He hated being so on edge, like his life was frozen in time waiting for a gun to go off again.

Izuku smacked his cheeks. No! He wouldn't be afraid. He had friends now and knew self defense.

Today he planned to go ask Ochako for another chance. That movie based on her favorite romance book. He'd managed to get reservations at Fat Gum's for after even!

More people packed the train than usual and he was soon crushed against the window.

"Nnng!" He whined when the swaying train forced people against him. He could only resign himself to being uncomfortable until the next station.

He watched the city pass by outside annoyed that some stranger's water bottle bumped and ground repeatedly against his ass.

He froze when a husky voice whispered behind his ear. "Fuck yeah, mmmf what a nice ass."

"What--" /Thunk/! He tried to turn to see who said that but a huge hand smashed his face back into the window. He horrifyingly realized it was /not/ a water bottle grinding against him!

"Just stay like that cutie~" the voice grunted, speeding up the thrusting. "Don't want to

Make a scene right? " The voice sounded slightly muffled, like his assaulter wore a mask.

Izuku grunted in frustration. Trust his luck to run into a train pervert! "I don't care about that!" He didn't have the room to move but the station was quickly approaching.
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Tbc

Bodies around them started shifting, preparing for the doors to open as the train came to a slow stop. Fingers tugged at Izuku's belt, and adrenaline pumps through his system.

"Get off me!" He shouted as loud as he could.

Heads turned and the guy leaned back just enough for Izuku to snap an elbow back.

He felt bone meet bone, heard the squawk of pain, but he didn't wait. He dove into the bodies ahead desperate to get to the platform.

Just before the doors, a hot hand gripped the collar of his jacket. "Fuckin' whore! I'll show yo--gnk!"

The grip was gone and he stumbled forward, skidding his knees and hands on the platform. People stepped hastily around him, not caring for the drama.

Izuku whipped around to prepare for the pervert to attack again... only to feel his stomach drop through his feet and bile crawl up his throat.

His attacker stared at him wide eyed, his entire body trembling. He wore pretty nondescript clothing and a face mask and hat.

Nothing remarkable except the blood slowly bubbling from the gash across his throat. His black clothing soaked it up greedily.

Holding the man up was a larger figure, looking at Izuku over his shoulder .

Amused red eyes met his own. Despite the black scarf wrapped around his face, Izuku knew the deadly smirk hiding there.

As the doors closed, bakugo lifted the small knife up to where his lips were in a shushing motion.

Izuku couldn't look away, ensnared by a viper's eyes. Only when the train pulled his nightmare from his sight did he finally unfreeze.

He promptly empty the contents of his stomach in the shoes of an unlucky nearby salary man.
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TBC