𝑵𝒆𝒌𝒐 𝑪𝒂𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒊 𝑩𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒈𝒐𝒖 !

★Ｋｉｎｇ Ｅｘｐｌｏｓｉｏｎ Ｍｕｒｄｅｒ Ｋａｃｃｈａｎ★ ✪༻𝗞 𝗮 𝘁 𝘀 𝘂 𝗸 𝗶 ∘ ───♡─── ∘  𝗕 𝗮 𝗸 𝘂 𝗴 𝗼 𝘂/༺✪ #MHARP #MVRP  #BNHARP ❝ Stop talking. I will win. That's.. what 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗲𝘀 do. ❞      ☟ More down below.☟

“ Here.” He walks up to him, nuzzling his cheek.

“ Then don't crush the cat.”

“ Anyone wanna be in this list? No? Okay.”

“. . . The fuck are you staring at ?” He doesn't realize he's a cat--

||• I'm seriously thinking of doing a Neko Event. Why? Cause cats! That's why. I'mma do that-

Bees. What are they? ABSOLUTE ASS! They deserve no rights. Thank you for your time.

Here's Katsuki. in a hospital bed. Staring at the window. Luckily, he's awake. “ Mmm. .”

I- O k a y?

Who should marry you?

||• I wanna do a persona swap event now. Should I? Hell yeah. I'mma do it with my main, @FullCowling100 , and that one will have Kacchan's personality and Katsuki will have Izuku's.

“ Damn, Mina. Who you stripping for over here, eh?” “ I'll gladly look at what you have to offer.” 👀👀 @MinaPinkyAshido

[ I shall set up the pin now for the event. It's uh.. good!]

Here he is. Bloody and bruised once again. This time though. . he couldn't move. The only thing he did was: stare at the wall, his body frozen, unsure of what to do with himself anymore. Should he go to the hospital ? Yes. Will anyone take him? Probably not.

[ Okie. So-- I'mma do the hospitalized event n o w? Just lemme do this last post for you guys. Reply to it or whatever.]

To that offer, he would automatically decline. He's dying, and he doesn't even know when he'll leave. He's now huffing intensely, proceeding to do it again.

Bang. Bang. Bang. He's hitting the wall continuously, tired of the pain. His whole hand is red, the blood flowing down his hand. “ I. . hate. . this. .!!”

[ Here's my game plan with this event: I'll make two or three more posts, the last one will.. well, he'll be in the hospital. I have pins set up for hospitalized and dead events. Yes, Katsuki will be dying. Don't @ me.]

He's staring at a wall, sitting on the floor. He had his arms crossed, his face slightly bruised. But, it was bleeding. Just like his hip. He turns to look at the reader, not saying a word.