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    He’s about to open his door to go to the shared bathroom on this floor when he notices the scrap of paper that’s been pushed under his door. It’s a salmon-colored flashcard, the type that’s sold in 500-packs with multiple colors. Bakugou stoops to retrieve it, frowning at the message he finds written on it.

    Hey neighbor, welcome to the house! I heard you knocking things around, yesterday, and I think you maybe punched a wall? Anyway, the landlady gets pissy if you put holes in the wall, but I have a punching bag! You can come over and use it, or I can move it into the hall, if you want!

    There’s only one other bedroom on the fourth floor. Now, Bakugou crosses the hall to the bedroom on the right side, slamming the post-it note against the door.

    Fuck off and die, it reads.

    Bakugou Katsuki is not going to jeopardize his future a second time, and that means staying away from anyone who gets too close. Kirishima Eijirou has never learned how not to be close to someone. Of course, they end up as next-door neighbors.

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    12 Jan 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    i’m really in awe of how accurate this bakugou portrayal is in regards to the canon franchise. very rarely i come across a fic where my favorite character is understood, appreciated and viewed through the same if not deeper lens as myself, not to mention how non ooc he is. it really fills my heart with such joy to see his character explored with the love he finally learns to give and nurtured with the love he deserved all along

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    He can still feel Kirishima’s gaze on him when he finishes eating, so he shoots him a sideways glare and says, “Stop being fucking coy.”

    “Huh?” Kirishima asks, blinking and looking away like that’d convince Bakugou he hadn’t just been staring.

    “Man up,” Bakugou hisses at him. “If there’s something you want, then fucking say it.”

    Kirishima goes quiet, again, and Bakugou can practically hear the gears turning in his head. If he keeps this up, he’s going to burn out whatever brain he still has. Just as Bakugou’s about to scoff and tell him so, Kirishima leans in so that their faces are too close together.

    “What,” Bakugou says, every one of his muscles locking up as he fights conflicting urges to lean closer and edge away from Kirishima’s proximity.

    “You stopped me, last time,” Kirishima tells him, lips curled into a pout. “Are you going to let me say it, now?”

    Kirishima has always made things easy for Bakugou. But that doesn't mean that Bakugou's gotten any better at these things, even after all of these years.

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    12 Jan 2026

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    Summer that year brings Kirishima Eijirou to Katsuki's front door.

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    03 Dec 2023

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    He doesn’t dream of the hostage incident, he doesn’t dream of fire—he dreams of sitting on the couch, watching TV, and Kirishima singing in the kitchen. You found a key to my heart, and built a home inside of it, or something like that; it’s vivid, way too vivid, and he doesn’t remember his apartment ever being this bright, ever being this open, ever being this sunlit.

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    She falls asleep on him, nose twitching as she snores, clutching his tail to her chest like he’s the small, fuzzy, huggable thing. He doesn’t dare put his arm around her. He’s not dense— he knows what this would be if this were anyone else, if this were a cute girl he’d picked up at a bar that he’d wined and dined and cuddled with all night on the couch. He’d wake her with a kiss and see where things take them, if this were some girl.

    But it’s Judy, and Nick’s just happy she’s here, so he doesn’t wake her at all. 

    (Nick thinks he's writing down observations about the most interesting mammal in his life. What he's really doing is falling head over tail in love.

    And he's going to be annoying about it, because he's a bastard.)

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    28 Dec 2025

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    Nick loves her, and he's so scared. The yawning pit opens up again. It's deeper, somehow. Darker. The thought seizes Nick by the chest— how will he survive now? If she knows him beyond the good behaviour he's been showing her, if she peels back the layers to find something small and worthless and frail, and she decides he isn't worth it? What if he learns what happiness is and then everything goes wrong? And even scarier to think about: what if it all goes right? What if they're perfect, and they build a future together, and then Nick has to watch her rescue Zootopia again and again, knowing someday she'll gamble and lose?

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    It was now clear, even from their brief interaction in the warehouse, that Blitzo didn’t need disassembling, that he was already a guilty, unstable mess. All of Fizz’s spiteful fantasies seemed grotesque, now, and so he was only left with the other part of them—the sad, horny part.

    “C’mere a sec,” Blitzo said.

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    11 Jan 2024

    Bookmarker's Notes

    i think about this fic every day