katzuki bakugo 💥❤️☠️,😃

In a world where battles between heroes and villains were an everyday occurrence, Bakugo had an enemy he couldn't quite understand: Hurdonkey. She wasn't like the others. She didn't seek destruction for the sake of chaos… she seemed to be playing with something deeper. One afternoon, after a particularly frustrating fight, Bakugo was walking alone through a ruined alley, still grumbling in frustration at not having managed to defeat her. That damn… he muttered, gritting his teeth. Then he saw it. Amid the dust, among the rubble, was a small, strange, imperfectly sewn plush toy, with one eye bigger than the other and a crooked smile. It didn't seem dangerous… but something about it felt off. "What's this?" he said, picking it up with one hand. He gave it a small squeeze. Far away, in a hidden spot, Hurdonkey let out a soft gasp. "Ah… so you found it…" Bakugo frowned; the plush toy was warm. How disgusting. He tossed it into the air and caught it again. Then, curiously, he squeezed it tighter. Hurdonkey bent slightly, placing a hand on his chest. Tch… you're rough… Bakugo's eyes narrowed. Something's not right. Without thinking much, he dug his fingers into the plushie and generated a small, controlled explosion. The plushie wasn't destroyed, but it vibrated, and at that same instant, Hurdonkey screamed, falling to her knees. Silence. Bakugo smiled slowly. I get it now. He looked at the plushie again, now with a dangerous spark in his eyes. Bakugo realized that doll was voodoo. It was connected to him from that day on. He was bothering Hurdonkey with that voodoo doll without her knowing. One particular night, Bakugo was in his dorm room. He was in his bed since they were roommates. Hurdonkey was asleep. Bakugo picked up the doll and bothered her without her knowing.