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ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, ʙᴀʙʏ
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʏᴀ
ɢᴏᴛ ᴍᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ꜱᴇɪᴢᴜʀᴇ
ɴᴏ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ
ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴀ
-HEAVEN
The Neighbourhood
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°✦TAME ME✦°
°✦CHARACTERS✦°
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『YOU』
Y/N L/N
Hero Name: APEX
QUIRK: FULL COUNTER
Lets the user absorb any and every kinetic attack; and rebound them at double or same the intensity. You do have your limits though; you get severe muscle tears if you do too much. Strength and stamina training fixes this limitation.
AGE: 24 (Current), 15 (flashbacks)
Height: 5'7 or 170cm (current), 5'5 or 165cm (flashbacks)
Personality: Winner's mindset, very hardworking, minds her own business, horrible sleep schedule, cares for her friends, sometimes shy.
『LOVE INTEREST』KATSUKI BAKUGO
QUIRK: EXPLOSION
His palms secrete nitroglycerin like substance that causes explosions.
AGE: 26(Current), 17 (flashbacks)
Height: 6'0 or 182cm (Current), 5'8 or 172 cm (flashbacks)
Personality: Winner's mindset, very hardworking, minds his own business, good sleep schedule, explosive, witty, snappy, brave.
"I'll win. Because I get what I want. And I'll get you too; Apex." As he says.
『Best friend & Senior』Ochako Uraraka
"I'll be there, because I want to protect the heroes" Protected you from senior bullies once and taught you to stand your ground
Protected you from senior bullies once and taught you to stand your ground. She was your neighbour when you were young.
『Role model & Senior』Izuku Midoriya
"Once our dreams come true, it's our turn to deliver dreams"
He was his hero the moment you saw him win the 1st round of the sports festival without using any quirk. You got the idea to use full counter from him. And when you saw him in the final fight against Shigaraki, you decided to join UA.
『BAKU-SQUAD』 Bakugo's best buddies best pals
One day suddenly, they started appearing around you; after having a (forced) long chat with Bakugo and finding a (questionable) picture in his phone.
I wonder why ;)
『MENTOR/ GUARDIAN』 Hawks
Name: Keigo Takami
AGE: 22 (when he found you), 31 (current)
Affiliation: Former #2 hero, currently the head of the hero commission.
HAWKS; Former #2 hero, found you when you ran away from home at the age of 14. Class 1A was already in UA; and you joined the next year as their junior thanks to Hawks. Your quirk was so useful; you had fought in the final war as the 'anonymous hero' that deflected any attacks.
"You hear me kiddo? No matter what, I'll always have your back. And you won't end up like me."
『Father』Gen L/N; He is a wealthy businessman and never wanted you to be a hero. Yet you ran away from your house to give the UA entrance exam. He wants you to inherit his business, and you don't want that.
『Mother』Misaki L/N; A sweet woman, but she never really got to experience a happy marriage, only one with abuse. She hates the idea of Bakugo as your boyfriend/ husband, as he appears to be rather- 'Explosive'
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PROLOGUE
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The hero APEX, was truly one of a kind. After so long, had the world seen a hero like you, beautiful, hardworking, strong and absolutely unforgiving. You didn't care about "battle talk" you didn't care about what the villain wanted to say, you were the embodiment of swift, fast, unforgiving, and 'getting the job done' ruthlessness.
"I want to be the symbol of..." You paused. Looked at the camera. Your eyes were sharp. Unyielding. "Retribution."
The reporter blinked. "Retribution, Apex-san?"
You leaned forward. Your voice was low and calm, a grin spreading across your face; one of absolute victory. Of absolute adrenaline.
"Villains think they can do whatever they want. Hurt whoever they want. Destroy whatever they want. They think there are no consequences."
You smiled.
"I am that consequence."
The interview went viral. The hero Apex crossed millions in popularity; the new hero ranking system worked on social work and number of people saved; and Apex didn't take long to climb that up either. She was #8 in no time.
Katsuki watched the interview from his agency, smirking at the headline with equal irritation and equal amusement. "Y/n you bastard." He smirked wide, "You're just as cool as ever."
He wanted to see you again, to be with you, he wanted you this time; not just as a rival- but as an equal.
And so, he made preparations. Coincidentally, your agencies were teamed up together to bust an underworld Yakuza case.
And the one argument that changed your entire life.
"And you just HAD to blow up the entire building?" You said to him, in the rain as you both stood on top of a rooftop, eyeing a nearby building; waiting for the target to come out.
"It was the fastest way!" He shot at you.
"Fastest way to get us KILLED, you mean!" You shot back with irritation.
"I had it under control!"
"You literally fell through a floor, Bakugou! What if you got hurt-" you said, underlying concern for your friend and someone you admired.
"I fell THROUGH the floor. I didn't fall INTO it. There's a difference!"
You stare at him, mouth open. "There is NO difference!?"
"There IS! I was still standing! I was FINE!"
"You had glass in your HAIR!"
"SO?!"
"SO—" You throw your hands up in irritation. "You're impossible! You're reckless! You're—" You gesture at all of him. "—EXPLOSIVE!"
He steps closer. His eyes narrow. A grin spreading though his face, there's blood on his cheek and he's still smirking like he just won something. (Won at ragebaiting you)
"Oh?" His voice drops. Low. Dangerous. He tilted his head, his face inches from yours as you pull your neck back a bit, staring at his grin, "You think I'm too explosive?"
You stare at him, "Yes. That's exactly what I think."
He leans in. Just a little. Close enough that she can smell smoke and sweat and something sharp and clean underneath.
"Then tame me."
You freeze.
What?
"Tame me," he repeats, slower this time. Like it's a challenge. Like it's a dare. "Since you're so good at everything else. Since you got to #8 in such a short time. Since you're so perfect..." His eyes wander down to your lips and your neck, "And if I'm so explosive, if I'm so reckless..." His eyes burn into yours. "Then tame me. Show me how it's done."
And you were left speechless. For once in your life, you had NOTHING to say.
His smirk widens. "That's what I thought."
And he turned around, using his explosions to go off to go to the nearby sniper building; to carry on his mission after saying something so- so intimate?
And you stood there, heart pounding, replaying his words over and over.
『TAME ME』
A MHA Katsuki Bakugo Fanfiction by Zestart
IG: Zestart
Vgen: Zestart
All art is taken from Pinterest, unless stated otherwise (I draw too <3)
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆
╰⋯➤Blood and gore.
╰⋯➤16+ Content
╰⋯➤Yandere (Slight)
╰⋯➤ Mature content/ smut/ sex scenes
╰⋯➤ Mentions of parental abuse
╰⋯➤MHA Spoilers.
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CHAPTER 01. 『The Hero Apex』
"Get me high...
"You got a heart from heaven but you're burning like hell."
SONG: HEAVEN
(The neighbourhood)
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°✦ THE HERO APEX ✦°
She sat in the interview room, the flashes on her face, lights, sparkles, cameras, and a lot of reporters. This was her big, big interview in a long time. She was a little nervous, but her poker face was flawless. The hero Apex. #8. The Symbol of Retribution. The one who climbed the ranks faster than anyone in recent history.
And she looked like she didn't have a single care in the world.
Her posture was perfect. Back straight. Shoulders back. Hands folded neatly on the table. Her expression was calm, almost bored. Like she'd rather be anywhere else.
She wasn't bored. She was actually nervous; this was her first big, big interview. And she was excited too; but she knew better than to express her actual side on the media. A very important lesson from Mt. Lady back in her days at UA.
Every question. Every angle. Every potential trap. She'd learned long ago that the media wasn't her friend. They'd twist her words, make her look like a villain, turn the public against her if they could. She'd seen it happen to other heroes. She wouldn't let it happen to her.
Her hero name: Apex, Y/n L/n. She looked flawless in her hero costume, she had a faint smile on her face, her fair framing her face perfectly. She had kind eyes, yet her gaze was cold.
The lead reporter, a woman in her forties with a sharp smile and sharper eyes, leaned forward.
"Apex-san. Thank you for joining us today."
She inclined her head. "Thank you for having me."
Her voice was calm, she smiled slightly. "Congratulations on breaking into the top 10 on the hero chats!" the ranking system had improved significantly ever since Hawks, former #2 hero, had taken over the hero commission. Y/n was happy about this breakthrough, her fans were overjoyed for her, and so was she. But our girl simply couldn't express that on her face. She just nodded. In essence of expressing emotions and giving reactions she was somewhat like Shoto Todoroki the current #2 hero. Though Shoto had gotten better, she was just like that.
'Oh, look she is all flowers.' the reporter smiled.
The reporter's smile widened, sensing an opportunity to dig deeper. "Let's talk about your recent case, Apex-san. The serial killer. The one who'd been terrorizing the city for months. You tracked him down alone. Your agency worked for days without rest."
She nodded slowly. "We did."
"17 families," the reporter continued, her voice taking on a somber tone. "Seventeen families destroyed. And you found him. Brought him in."
"I did what any hero would do."
But not any hero could have done it the way you did." The reporter leaned forward. "Your agency tracked him down. You worked all night. All day. You refused to rest. You refused to give up. And when you found him—"
She paused. Her eyes flickered. Just for a moment.
"When I found him," she said quietly, "I did what needed to be done."
The reporter's smile sharpened. "Some say you did more than that. Some say you left him half dead. Not in the fight, but with deliberate, intentional... torture." The room went silent.
She didn't react. Not outwardly. But something shifted in her gaze. The coldness deepened. Darkened.
"Apex-san?" The reporter pressed. "Some find your methods controversial. They say a hero should be above—"
"Above what?" Her voice was soft. Dangerous. "Above feeling rage? Above wanting justice?"
The reporter blinked. "Well—"
"He killed families." She leaned forward. Her eyes were burning now. "Seventeen families. He tortured their members. Who knows what he did to their daughters. Their sons. Their mothers." She paused. Her jaw tightened. "I found him in a warehouse. He was laughing. He had pictures. Of every single one of them. He kept trophies."
Apex's agency sidekicks who were watching the interview looked in shock, "She wasn't supposed to disclose that yet!" Said Noy, her immediate sidekick and manager, he pressed his palm on his forehead like he was trying to physically contain his stress. (Higuruma face)
Her voice dropped lower. The temperature in the room seemed to drop with it.
"I understood the weight of rage too well that day. I'm a hero. I'm supposed to be better. But I'm also human. And I felt that rage. I felt it in my bones. In my blood. In every part of me that screamed for justice."
She looked the reporter dead in the eye.
"I did what needed to be done. I took my revenge before I gave him to the cops."
The reporter stared at her. Mouth open. Speechless. Then Y/n leaned back in her chair. Folded her hands. Her expression returned to that calm, unreadable mask.
"I don't kill villains. And as far as I know, that's the only law. So, don't break the law. But I also don't give them chances to escape. I don't give them chances to hurt anyone else. If that makes me cold, then call me cold. At least I'll sleep at night knowing no one died because I was 'too nice.' I want that fucker to be scared at the thought of stepping out of the prison."
She smirked, "Because he is safer there than he is out here with me."
The reporter found her voice. "But—"
"My job isn't to be loved." Her voice was calm. Final. "My job is to protect. And I will protect. No matter what it costs." A pause. Her eyes swept across the room.
"Villains think they can do whatever they want. Hurt whoever they want. Destroy whatever they want. They think there are no consequences."
She smiled. It didn't reach her eyes.
"I am that consequence."
The room was dead silent.
"The symbol of retribution."
Y/n firmly earned that tag after the interview; the interview went viral. On the other side, across the city, in the Dynamight Agency, Bakugou Katsuki sat in his office.
He was supposed to be reviewing mission reports. He was supposed to be working. He was supposed to be doing anything other than watching Y/n's interview. He had realized in his UA days itself, that she always found her way to him; in one way or the other. His expression was unreadable and he watched the interview intently. Then he smirked.
"Y/n you bastard." his teeth glinted in the faint light of dawn, "You're just as cool as ever."
His phone buzzed. It was the hero red riot, Kirishima.
Kirishima: BRO HAVE YOU SEEN THIS???
Kirishima: APEX'S INTERVIEW WENT VIRAL
Kirishima: SHE'S SO MANLY
Kirishima: AND SCARY
Kirishima: AND COOL
'Tch, stop being such a fanboy.' Katsuki texted him back.
The bakusquad had known about his little crush on Apex for a long time, it was just Bakugo who was in denial. Bakugo sighed and leaned back into his chair, his arms crossed around his chest, his muscles flexing under his forearms; his stare: the always present intimacy. As if he was undressing her with his eyes, trying reach completely into y/n's soul through the screen.
The way she sat. The way she spoke. The way she looked at the reporter like she was the most boring thing in the world. The way her voice dropped when she talked about the serial killer. The way she said "I took my revenge" like it was the most natural thing in the world.
And then that smile. That cold, sharp, beautiful smile when she said, "I am that consequence."
His heart was pounding. He placed his phone on his forehead, "Darn it. When will I see her again..." he murmured. It had been so long since he last ran into Y/N, their days in UA were better, since she was a year younger than him; and hawks had introduced Y/N to UA in his 1st year as well. Then he had to leave when Y/N finished her 2nd year. Y/N then became one of UA's big 3, got busy, and eventually; they lost touch. But he always made sure he could see her. In patrols, missions and meetings; he seemed to somehow always pop around.
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Later that night, she was in her agency. The building was quiet, most of her sidekicks having gone home hours ago.
She was going through paperwork. Mission reports. Incident logs. Boring, tedious, necessary.
She was exhausted. Dark circles under her eyes. Hair falling out of its ponytail. Coffee mug empty for the third time. Noy stared at Y/n, "I think you should go sleep miss L/n." and then he took the paper from her hand. Y/n looked up at him, "Same for you, you look spent." She said as Noy frowned, "I've slept every single night during the mission, you, however have slept only winks."
"I am your senior; your wellbeing is my priority." Y/n says and then her phone rings; it was Hawks. Hawks had been her mentor in a work study she did under the Hero commission, and from there she was hired as a special hero too. Her journey of getting into UA, running away from home, and fighting in the war without the hero licence; had been all thanks to Hawks. He was her mentor, like a father she wished she had.
She instantly picked up her phone, "Hello?"
"Yoo! You're getting famous out there." Said the familiar voice over the phone. Noy could practically see flower aura around the girl, so happy, yet no expression on her face. She was terrible at showing emotion. But he'd learned to read her. The slight softening of her eyes. The tiny lift at the corner of her mouth. The way her shoulders relaxed just a fraction.
She was glowing.
"Thank you." She nodded.
Y/n then straightened her back, "Well, why call at this hour Hawks?" She said as Noy leaned in, curious. He knew about Hawks. Everyone did. The former #2 hero who now ran the Hero Commission. The man who'd seen something in Y/n when no one else did. He was practically a legend.
"We looked into the matter you raised suspicion about."
She sat up straighter. The exhaustion faded, replaced by sharp focus.
"The Yakuza network. You found something."
"Found something?" Hawks let out a low whistle. "Apex, you were right. There's an underground Yakuza network operating in Musutafu. People are disappearing. We need to be quick."
She felt a cold chill run down her spine. She'd suspected it. Known it. But hearing it confirmed was different. She knew about these people, after all; the prestigious 'L/N. inc. was funding them. The multi-million-dollar company run by her father.' The very house she had run away from when she was 14, and Hawks had found her; guiding her into UA.
"Anyways, I've sent in a meet request to select hero agencies. Uravity, Deku, Red Riot, Mt. Lady and Dynamight. Please come in a little early; we'll discuss to see if anyone else should be involved. I've called Aizawa and All Might too; we can use all the help we can get. This does feel like a similar case to back when we found Eri."
"Got it, what time?"
"I've called the others at 4PM, you come by around 12; or whenever actually besides you slump at my place more than at your own." Hawks sighed and Noy chuckled.
"Ah- I do not!" Y/n said into the phone. "Haha, well, see you tomorrow." Hawks hung up.
TO BE CONTINUED---
NEXT TIME:
-A cross hero meeting! Team pairing is done.
- "Before we head in fully; we need to go into a stealth mission. Apex, Dynamight, Aizawa and me will personally take care of it." Says Hawks. "Until then, the rest of you need to work into finding their connections and neutralizing them so they have ABSOLUTELY NO backup."
- A reunion with old UA seniors and friends.
- "Oi, Y/n." An intense glare in your direction.