🤬 Open Contact

[blastedass]

Open Contact

"The fuck do you want? Make it fast, shithead."



What to contact Bakugo for a talk? Feel free to say whatever here!

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[blastedass]

THAT'S IT!! FUCK YOU!! NAME A TIME AND PLACE AND I'LL RIP YOUR ASS APART!!

[ohihateyou]

How the hell do you not expect it by now!?

[blastedass]

TIME

AND

PLACE

[ohihateyou]

I have to say, now you're coming off as a little desperate.

[blastedass]

PISS OFF!! ARE YOU THAT FUCKING STUPID YOU CAN'T DECIDE?!

[ohihateyou]

It just seems like a better idea to let you calm down before inviting you over.

[blastedass]

Afraid you can't take it, huh? Damn coward.

[ohihateyou]

There's just a lot of furniture I'd have to move... so much effort...

[blastedass]

Prude. I can fuck you on a chair as easily as a bed or the floor.

[ohihateyou]

Trust me, I'm not that picky. I just don't want anything broken. I have to replace that shit.

[blastedass]

Fine. Do whatever you want.

[ohihateyou]

You seem disappointed.

[blastedass]

I'm not. Check your brain.

[ohihateyou]

I could say the same to you. Calling me a prude.

[blastedass]

You're the one who can only fuck on the floor.

[ohihateyou]

There's literally nothing true about that statement.

[blastedass]

Prove it.

[ohihateyou]

Fine. When and where?

[blastedass]

WHAT THE FUCK?! I ALREADY TOLD YOU TO DO THAT!!

[ohihateyou]

It's more convenient for you to pick. But fine, where are you? I'll come there.

[blastedass]

[He's going to murder him. Straight up slaughter him all over the wall!]

You're not coming here. You'll cause a fucking scene. I'll give you an address.

[Which he does, a minute or so later. Gonna do this outside U.A.]

[ohihateyou]

[ RIP Dito. ]

A scene? You really think I'm the type?

[ Not actually expecting an address, this clearly means he has to go, mostly to see what will be there. ]

I'm leaving now.

[ With no warning. The quicker he moves, the less likely it is that he'll run into Five, so he doesn't even bother waiting for any more messages before getting on the task of figuring out where the place even is, then eventually showing up there at some point later. It's only then that he checks again. ]

[blastedass]

Yes.

[Mostly because people who aren't staff, students, or otherwise have a legit reason for being on campus are not allowed within U.A.'s perimeter. He doesn't want to get into that issue with his teachers. Much less explain who and what Dito's doing there... Easier to ask to go out for a bit and meet up at a hotel than try somewhere on campus.

Bakugou's leaving as well. Might take a bit for permission and travel, but he finally arrives at the hotel he picked. Not far from U.A. and relatively small and private. A nice place to just get away for a bit and do nothing.]

[ohihateyou]

[ There is also the fact that Dito goes literally nowhere without his spear. So, okay yeah, he probably would end up causing a scene for so, so many reasons. And his own place is basically underwater and full of guards, so that would be an entire adventure just to get in. Then he'd have to explain to Five what happened to the guards. And, well, Five might be there.

No, this was the better idea that he wouldn't have even considered, since "hotel" is a pretty new concept to him. He's even just hanging around outside by the time Bakugou arrives, not entirely sure what he was supposed to do when he got there. ]

You took your sweet-ass time.

[blastedass]

[He brought a fucking spear with him?! Bakugou picks Dito out easily, if only because of that stupid weapon. He mentioned it in their conversation. But that doesn't mean it's any easier to shrug off. Dammit, he's going to have to play this guy like a damn cosplayer to anyone who's passing by and staring. The hotel isn't some seedy love hotel either; it's a decent nice place that he's still going to pay in cash over. Doesn't want that ringing up on his card and having his mom question the bank statements later...

Bakugou's scarf remains tucked around his neck and knotted down his jacket front, keeping the cold air out as he approaches, hands in his pants pocket and boots gritting the first flecks of snow on the ground. Welcome to winter in Japan, whatever the fuck you are.]

Put that fucking thing away before you get arrested, dammit.

[Even goes to scoop a foot against the end of the spear, like he might be able to nudge it (or Dito) off balance.]

Someone's gonna think you're a lunatic.