WE ARE BAD AND THAT'S GOOD

[queenofkur]

there's no one I'd rather be than me

This hyper super duper secret post is for the villains who dwell deep into the Underworld. They may be trying to end humanity, but that's not bad. That's just their job and they're doing their best with it. They may be cold, cruel or whiny, but deep down they're still the same. Except Tsururu who has no memories left. And Godzilla who's losing his mind. Oh and there's Yuji who has to watch all this and hope someone will come soon.

Sweet, sweet tragedy. On the bright side, Silco's more or less the same as usual, he just got more friends now.

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[eyescar]

[ Yuji doesn’t know enough about the Gates or the situation to care about the overarching mission here - he knows a little from Ratio’s experiments, knows a bit here and there from overhearing things, but none of it meant anything to him. Why would it? He came here, leapt into a Rift, because it seemed like the fastest way to get to where his friends were. Self-preservation is not his instinct and never will be, even here, experimented on and now at risk of a brawl.

His time in the cage hasn’t culled his strength or his senses, and the exposure has left him hyper aware and corrupted, shaking his head as he watches Bakugo with a tilted head and sharp gaze, looking him over. Somewhere, an old hurt aches, but Yuji ignores it as he steps closer, intent and focussed in the way he usually only is in a fight. ]

I came here for you. To protect you, not to hurt you.

[ Shaking his head, he used his damaged hand to knock on Bakugo’s forehead. ]

Let me do it. It’s what I’m good for. We can make sure they earn the right to fight you.

[blastedass]

[Katsuki knows the mission, has accepted it despite being completely opposite to his heart, and yet remains within this area, decidedly not going up to the surface world to enact any sort of culling. As much as he bitches and snarls like a beast chomping at its leash, he's yet to make any true efforts in breaking free and tearing upward. Yuji's presence only strengthens that hidden token of his original heroic heart, making him feel calmer regarding a lack of motion.

Albeit igniting a fervent desire to have some action regardless. Of course he hasn't forgotten the feeling of clashing with his best friend. A forearm blocking a fist, cursed energy punching into his explosions, topaz eyes meeting ruby over a black crack of lightning and orange bloom of detonation. As Yuji steps forward, Katsuki tilts his body towards him, one hand curling again as a few more explosions blast around his palm.]

As if I'd let you hurt me, Bakadori. [A brief whap knocks hand to forehead and he blinks, as if stunned for a moment. Then scowls and lifts his hand to rub a thumb at the impact mark.] Tch. I'm not letting you fight for me. You wanna protect me, than I'll protect you even more!

We fight together. And we'll obliterate them together.

[eyescar]

[ If almost makes him laugh, the idea that Bakugo needs to protect him after everything, but he doesn’t say it. He doesn’t say anything about it at all, because somewhere in the recesses of his mind the unharmed Yuji Itadori recognises it as natural. Despite how strong he is, despite what he’s been through, despite everything, Bakugo wants to keep him safe. Hasn’t it always been that way? Isn’t that what they’ve always said?

So, despite how wrong everything feels with feels with the odd disconnect in his mind, Yuji can’t find any reason to think this situation is abnormal. This is how it was all meant to be, in the end, and if anyone comes here with the intention of harming Bakugo… they’re going to have to get through him first. Real unfortunate for whoever tries it.

For now? He rocks on his feet and grins a little, something strangely disconcerting about it, on the edge of menacing. ]

Don’t call me stupid, stupid. You come first because I said it first.

[ Not that he really cares. ]

You wanna make some grenades?

[blastedass]

[They've been through wars, faced the most dangerous opponents in their worlds, endured injuries and suffering, with loss and gain on both sides. He's seen how strong Yuji is, what kinds of trials he's endured. Someone like him doesn't need protecting. Then why the hell does his blood boil at the very idea of someone striking the other boy down? Why did he snatch the cage and bring him here if he knew he could handle himself? ... Aa, he has the answer. Buried away right now. There all the same.

Most other people he'd demand their following. He gives the orders, he calls the shots, he puts their abilities to use, follow his plan and victory is assured! Teaming up still trickled down ranks. But with Yuji, it makes him want to scoff at treating the sorcerer like some damn lackey. Watching him fight on his own to protect him while he sits back above waiting. Fuck that shit.]

Baaaka. [Leaning right into Yuji's space with a shitty grin cause he's being a jerk in the face of that menace. Why? It's fucking fun, that's why.] You can't stop me from going out there with you.

[So there. How very mature of him. Katsuki drops back on his heels and pulls his arms over his head, shoulders popping with a few stretches.]

Aa. I'll give you a quick tour. [While the generate up their ammo, a practiced combo by now.] Don't fall behind.

[eyescar]

[ There’s still something that bites at the back of his mind, making him think he ought to be doing something else here, saying something else to Bakugo in this moment, but nothing else feels as if it makes sense. Yuji has nothing more than an overwhelming urge to make sure that Bakugo is safe, that he’s taken care of, that nothing hurts him, even if it means throwing himself in the way first. It feels second nature.

It’s familiar. Why question it?

Scoffing lightly, he waves his hand. ]

I’d put up a good fight. You know that.

[ He doesn’t want to fight Bakugo, though. He wants to keep him as safe as possible. As much as he can, at least… ]

I’ll keep up. What is there to see?

[blastedass]

[He plans to protect him. Familiar. Warmth settles in his chest, both comforting and bittersweet, wrapping around that green pillar and sending a surge of desire to defend this guy against anything and everything wanting to harm him. If Itadori intends to put himself as a shield in front of him, then Bakugo has no qualms about doing the same, and better! Though he'll make sure neither of them get put in a situation they have to shield the other, like the damn amazing hero he is!]

Heh. We've got time. I'll make sure you haven't gone soft.

[They don't have to fight now. They can spar later. He wants to make sure that shitty doctor didn't mess him up with two weeks in a damn cage. If Itadori's powers have slipped, Ratio's going to have worse kicking down his door.]

Never did get to show you U.A.

[They have the entire grounds to cover, a courtyard before the main H-shaped school building, the school proper, and some auxiliary buildings around. Some of the school's Villain Bots are roaming the area, rolling on treads or occasionally flying through the air. Bakugo turns and heads for the courtyard.]

It's empty, but you'll see how it usually operates.

[eyescar]

[ Isn't it funny, that something that feels so natural also feels so wrong? That Yuji knows that his instinct is right, but some quiet part of his soul is telling him that he should be doing something different, should be fighting for another reason. Didn't he come here for that...? Before Ratio-sensei helped him, though, and that seems more important than whatever else was going on. Before isn't as important as now. ]

We kept getting the gross memories, didn't we?

[ Yuji hums softly. ]

It's way bigger than the Tokyo School... How many kids became heroes, anyway?

[ Not that he's jealous.

He's a little bit jealous. ]

[blastedass]

[What he was doing before he came here has been thoroughly muted through the blackness covering his shining heart. It in itself remains incorruptible, but can be smothered into silence, waiting for the chance to break through once more and blaze out in full glory. For now, he remains this other version, no longer concerned about what happens beyond his mission.

... Save for this one gleaming smile beside him. A warmth buried deep inside, in a place where not even different dimensions and amnesia can reach. A place where "real" exists far too solid for any lame "false" to taint.]

Oy. This is my school. Call it gross again and I'll stuff you in a trash can, Gari Head.

[Was that what Yuji meant? Unlikely, but he feels like being a brat even to his best friend.]

Class 1-A and 1-B of the hero course had twenty students each. U.A.'s students are separated into Departments and Classes - A through K. Heroes - A and B. General Education - C to E. Support - G to H. Management - I to K. The school goes from first to third year.

[And with averaging 20 students per class, that's somewhere between 650 to 700 students every given year.]