yandere! patient! katsuki bakugo x therapist! non-chalant! gender neutral reader
I am in no way romanticizing the things that are written below. Please beware that is a dark, dark written piece meant for mature audiences that can handle this kind of thing. Proceed with caution.
If you’re struggling with your mental health please talk to a professional or someone you can trust.
This is a little birthday special for my special blonde boy!
content warnings: yandere themes, stalking, mild kidnapping but its kinda consensual(?), obsessive behavior, mention of disabilities, bakugo’s got hearing aids, a little angsty but its nothing horrible, cervix fucking, the reader isn’t scared of bakugo, afab reader, pet names, suki’s a little delusional, bakugo’s mean, alcohol mention, the reader’s drunk and bakugo takes advantage of them, kinda weird smut scene because not all sexy times are— well, sexy, pregnancy mention, unprotected sex, if i missed any warnings please let me know, please keep in mind that like most of my drabbles this is unedited
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Patients and their Doctors are never meant to be together. It’s not professional and it’s beyond taboo. But, why exactly?
To have someone know you in and out, all the darkness within you and still talk to you like a normal human being should be something you want, right?
Having someone accept you for all your flaws and problems is what you should want. It makes sense when you think about it that way.
Katsuki couldn’t remember where it started or how it started all he knew is that he couldn’t stop it from growing. His obsession with you, his need to love you and be around you at every moment.
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“I don’t need fuckin’ therapy,” he growled, slamming his fist onto the table that he was sitting at. His drunken companions grunted at his words and collectively rolled their eyes.
“Look man, all I’m sayin’ is that it’s a good idea to at least try. You’ve been through some shit and it doesn’t hurt to have someone to talk about it with who isn’t a friend,” Kirishima tried to reason, sipping from his beer before he continued, “I go to therapy once a week and its been pretty helpful.”
“Yeah, dude. What do you even have to lose? Just go once and if you don’t like it then you never have to do it again,” Mina interjected, shrugging her shoulders before belching and patting her stomach in satisfaction.
His friends (he’d never call them that aloud but I digress) were right. The things he’d been through were anything but peaceful or happy but he tried not to think about those things, he didn’t want to. It was bad enough that he would get the occasional nightmare and wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, panting and clenching at his chest.
But Bakugo constantly told himself that this was normal. Everyone suffered. It was just apart of life and he didn’t have the right to bitch and complain about it. So what if he had to start wearing hearing aids because his quirk started taking a toll on his hearing? Other’s hand it worse than him. Denki suffered from memory loss on a day-to-day basis. Mina had lost her entire right leg. Sero had so many stab wound scars that he would joke and say they were like slashes that counted for every day of his life. Kirishima had a robotic hand— hell, even Deku had lost a few fingers.
1. You are responsible for your own media experience.
2. There is such a thing as a healthy level of avoidance towards topics that make you feel unwell or even (in a real-life clinical definition of the term) trigger you - but you are the one to actively take care of what you view.
3. Avoiding does not mean policing others.
4. You have no right to tell artists to censor themselves - you may criticize what others do, you may dislike it, that’s fine - but actively asking for censorship when you could easily unfollow or block a person just makes you look incompetent in your use of the internet.
5. Do not give people on tumblr or /any/ website the responsibility for your emotional well-being. Because these people do not even know you so no, you have no right to ask them to take care of you.
6. Content creators are not your parents and owe you nothing, not even a breakdown on why their content isn’t problematic. You don’t get to demand a dissertation denouncing any and everything unhealthy in a piece you don’t like. Move on.
7. Tagging is a nicety but not an obligation. You can message people, politely, and ask them to tag things, and many people will, but understand that it’s their blog and they aren’t obliged to say yes. Unfollow and block when you need to. Circling back to number 1, you are responsible for curating your own experience.
8. Don’t be a jerk. Remember at the end of the day, there are actual living, breathing people behind each screen name. Don’t say anything you wouldn’t say to someone’s face in real life.
Hey! Hope everyone is keeping safe. I haven’t really used this blog anymore, but I’m planning on using twitter more. If you’re interested follow me on Twitter miss talking about movies to people.
“Do you think there are people who… who aren’t cut out for family? Like, they’re just not made that way?”
Tohru looked up thoughtfully. “Hmm. I think… a lot of things can get in the way,” she said. “Mistakes, bad experiences, anxieties… But if you can clear those away, if you can grow past them… family doesn’t have to mean marriage and kids, but I think ultimately, everyone wants to love and be loved. “
So scrolling through the #caos tag I realized that there are people that ship Sabrina with Lucifer. I normally don’t judge but he’s her father not her ✨daddy✨.
