(kofi Request) Brothers Who (try To) Carry Each Other

L.O.V.E

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / the gremlins / the streamers

game start up;

the gremlins

y/n (reader);

- 22 year old university student, no major specified but she takes a graphic design class with tomura

- she games and streams, and lives with her big brother hawks (neither of them are adopted)

- her looks aren’t stated and any pictures are only used for the aesthetic, not the looks of the person

- doesn’t know that tomu and shigs are the same person as she’s never seen shigs face before

ochako;

- 20 years old, culinary student who uses her friends as test subjects for class, dating and living with toga and is reader’s neighbor

- she works part time at a cafe/bakery, but she also has a side business where she sells the treats she makes

kenzie (my moot);

- besties with togachako and reader

-here for the vibes

- flirts w dabi on the low (it’s not on the low they will eventually be getting together)

keigo (hawks);

- 24 year old restaurant bar manager, forgot to update his follower count before posting but it's 10.4k now

- reader’s older brother, lives with reader and supports her streaming career

- knows dabi from high school but doesn’t know that dabi knows tomura aka shigs

the chats and groupchats;

1) shigs 🩶🎮

- a little taste of reader’s dynamic and relationship with shigs

- there will be lots of him showing up

- reader talks to shigs on discord and tomu on messages, there will be two different contact names and pictures to indicate it

2) 3 college girls & 1 adult 🆘

- groupchat w reader, hawks, ochako, and kenzie

- main groupchat will be seeing a lot of this

3) 4 college girls w/o supervision💞

- the groupchat with the girls; reader, ochako, kenzie, and toga

- will be seeing a lot of this too

- shenanigans will happen often

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i feel exposed 🚬

tagging; @https-bakugo + anybody who wants to join

Challenging you all!

Put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most!

Then tag Tumblr friends to keep the game going!

Chapter 08.

♡ twenty three

♡ rivals to lovers / fake dating

♡ cw / tw : -

“What do you want…” A tired voice came out from the receiver. 

“Hi. And bye. I’m hanging up now.” You stammered out nervously, reaching over to press the ‘Hang Up.’ button on your screen.

“There is no fuckin’ way…” The sound of Katsuki shifting around in bed echoed around your room, “That you of all people decided to call me at… what’s the time?” He mumbled under his breath, “Two fifteen in the fuckin’ mornin’ just to hang up on my ass. Sumthin's up with you. And don’t fuckin’... deflect on my ass cause I’ll… fuckin’ kill you...” Katsuki’s voice trailed off, and it was obvious he was fighting the urge to fall asleep on call right now.

“It’s not a big deal I promise-”

“Bull fuckin’ shit. You called for a damn reason ‘nd I wanna hear it.”

“... I uh… Can’t sleep.”

You expected him to hang up. Call you an idiot for wasting his time. You expected him to yell at you, never wanting to speak to you after this.

You didn’t expect the silence, followed by a soft chuckle from Katsuki’s end which most definitely caused a fluttering feeling to grow in your gut. “And you thought? I’d be a good idea to call me? C’mon now babe, I thought you were smarter than this…” His voice was soft and breathy and holy shit that was so hot - call me babe again please.

You shook your head, snapping yourself out of the horrible train of thought you were heading down. Curse this late time and curse the idea of him laying in bed, the light of his phone illuminating his strong arms as he had one thrown across his face and - does Katsuki Bakugo sleep with a shirt on is the real question here?

“[Name]. You went all silent on me.”

“Huh? Oh right sorry- uh I can hang up if you want-”

“Nah… stay. I like you around.”

“...You do?”

“...Does it ever feel like I… don’t?”

“...No? I don’t think so?”

“Mmm… thought so… overthinking ass.”

“Shut up…” You sighed.

Katsuki’s soft breathing came out of the receiver. You looked over at your clock, two twenty three am.

“I might fall asleep soon.” You confessed, voice soft.

“Can I stay on the phone with you at least?” Katsuki’s voice whispered through the phone.

You nodded before remembering he couldn’t see your face, “Okay…”

“How was your day?” 

You paused, back to this morning, arguing with him at work, smiling, going on patrol with him, laughing, making dinner and watching a movie with him, heart pounding.

“...Good…”

“...yeah?”

“Yeah… My day was good.”

Katsuki chuckled softly, “Hey… [Name]... ‘m gonna ask you now cause I know I’m gonna pussy out if I do it when I’m awake…”

“Hm?” You pulled your blankets over your body.

Katsuki’s voice came out mumbled, “...go out with me… please…”

Two twenty seven am.

"...okay."

-> Masterlist

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WHAT NEW TOUYA ART???! WHERE WHERE ????

MEOWS LOUDLY!!!!!!

MEOWS EVEN LOUDER!!!!!

😭

remembering that tomura was just a 21 year old kid with a strong sense of justice who loved gaming and hanging out with his friends 🚬🚬🚬

thank uu kenz for the taggg <33

> guacamole; the absolute best, homemade and authentic, i’m part mexican on my moms side so we ate this very very often

> i fucking love olives omg they’re soooo fucking good to me, the green and black ones idgaf (my gf hates olives so wow olives theory proven ig?)

> again with the mexican thing but mangos fucking smack, they’re so good i love them soo much, can literally eat them all the time is given the option. and if you put tajin or chamoy on them oooo smash

> i’ve only had hummus a couple times and it really depends on the flavor ig? idk don’t really have an opinion

> tomatoes are iffy cause i used to hate them, but now i can eat them in they’re in a salad but that’s it

> never had a cannoli and i’m very upset with myself about it cause i hear they’re delicious

open tags for whoever wants to join :)) 🫶🏼

FOOD DISCOURSE: reblog with ur opinions on guacamole, olives, mango, hummus, tomatoes, and cannolis

MHA Masterlist

denki kaminari;

smoking buddy denki

love and drugs 🍃💛

hitoshi shinsou;

childhood best friend toshi

dabi/touya todoroki;

in another life

just a dream

tomura shigaraki;

L.O.V.E - ongoing

multiple characters;

i hear melodies 🎶

The tags 🙏🙏 (I love goofy tags)

hehe i try glad you liked them 🤭 bllk has me in a chokehold rn so i’m thoroughly invested in several of the soccer players

you are personally and directly hit by a bus¹ and isekai-ed, via resurrection, into the body of the main character your most recent WIP

reblog and tell me: on a scale of 1–10, how screwed are you right now?

¹ this is, transparently, a plot device, so if you are about to tell me "joke's on you, I never leave my fifteenth floor apartment!" then you may rest assured it will have tremendous comedic value when the bus is launched into the sky and crashes through your apartment wall to flatten you anyway

L.O.V.E

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / drink away the pain / going home with tomu

main menu;

level nine; drink away the pain

cw; mentions of alcohol and drug usage, drinking, partying, weed smoking, one very brief mention of throwing up, heavy angst, long ass chapter btw, word count; 2.9k exactly

“so touya is the boyfriend you never introduced me to back then, isn’t he?” you and keigo were on the balcony of your apartment, a third blunt being shared amongst you both, while waiting for everybody to show. kenzie had gone home to feed her cat, but said she’d come back for the mini party.

“yeah.” he takes a hit of the blunt, ashes it, and then he passes it to you while blowing the smoke out and forming rings with it.

“what happened?” you inhale deeply, letting the smoke warm your lungs as the haze begins to settle over your body.

“we dated for about two years, until around the time mom died.” keigo shrugs, while looking up to the sky and watching the stars.

“how did it end?” you’re watching him now, you catch how the fingers of his right hand run along the tattoo on his left wrist, the same tattoo you’ve wondered about for years. 

oh. it’s from touya.

“i don’t know, he broke up with me in august a couple of weeks after mom’s funeral. all he said was that he couldn’t do it anymore.” by now you finished the blunt and you’re both looking at the stars. there’s a knock on the door and you both stand, walking back inside, his voice stops you before you go to open the door.

“i love him.”

“you mean you loved him, right?”

“no.” he disappears down the hall to his room.

that sentence stays in your head for the rest of the night.

himiko and ochako arrived together with more weed and a bottle of vodka. ochako also brought some sweets from her project with them. kenzie arrived five minutes later with more snacks and some wine. rumi arrived last, carrying some takeout bags and some tequila.

“ooh we are getting fucked up tonight.” rumi says as she eyes everything set out on the counter.

“yes the fuck we are.” you agree, everyone else in the room cheering along.

and thus, it begins. you all spend the next few hours smoking, eating, and drinking, except keigo who only smokes because he has work tomorrow. the clock reads 11:25pm, a little over an hour ago keigo had told the five of you about the history between him and dabi. and now you’re all just lounging around the living room. music comes from the speakers and a very confusing game of uno is being played.

“we should go to the club.” toga says from her spot on the floor. it’s offhanded, not meant to be taken seriously, but your drunk brain thinks it’s the most genius idea you’ve heard all day.

“let’s do it.” you get looks from the girls and keigo only sighs deeply once they begin cheering.

“Yes let’s fucking goo!” rumi cheers, the five of you stumble to your feet and begin rambling about where to go. keigo offers to drive you guys to the club and pick you up if necessary, but his words enter one ear, float around your brain, and exit the other.

it takes all of thirty minutes to decide on a club and get into the car somewhat comfortably, keigo drives to the club. dropping you off, he tells rumi (the most sober one) to call him when you’re ready to go home. you say your byes, keigo watching the five of you walk to the bouncer at the door before driving away.

how did i get here?

keigo thinks as he stands in front of a swingset in an abandoned park, the same one he and touya used to sneak away to back in high school. the same park he gave his everything to touya at, the same one where they said their first ‘i love yous’. the park they called their place.

the same park dabi broke his heart in.

So how did he get here?

he dropped his sister and their friends off at the club and then went for a drive. he must have ended up here subconsciously, it wouldn’t be the first time. keigo comes here every now and again, but he’s never been here at the same time as him.

standing there, looking as beautiful as the day he broke keigo, is touya, who is looking back at keigo as if he’d seen a ghost.

keigo has half a mind to turn around and leave, but his feet won’t move. planted firmly on the ground, he stays, eyes locked on dabi who also doesn’t move. they’re less than five feet from each other, there’s so much to say, but neither open their mouths to speak.

touya takes a step forward, arms reaching for him, and keigo breaks. rapidly shaking his head, the tears fall and a choked sob leaves him.

“no.” he tries to be firm, but his voice shakes.

“keigo, please.” dabi begs, taking another step forward.

keigo takes a step back, still shaking his head.

“no, i can’t. you can’t. kenzie, she, no.” he takes another step backwards.

“please, feather. i-i, please let me talk to you.” a step forward from touya, a step back from keigo. no matter how close they are, there will always be a distance.

“feather, please.” dabi stops moving, though he still continues to beg.

“no, flame. just stop, please?” keigo’s tone starts firm and bitter, before fading into a soft plea.

“i love you.” it’s not dabi saying it, but rather touya, that sixteen year old kid who tore keigo’s heart out of his chest and set fire to it.

“you can’t.” keigo says before turning and leaving, this time it’s touya that falls to his knees, a scream tearing from his throat as he sobs.

how did you get here?

you remember partying at home with the girls and keigo. himi suggested going to the club, and you remember keigo dropping you off. the club has been fun. you drank more, danced with the girls, drank again. you remember running into a friend of ocha’s and taking a picture, he then joined you guys for some shots and dancing before he slipped away to go smoke outside.

you remember taking pictures of himi and ocha, you took a picture with kenzie. you danced on top of a table. you remember a bathroom break where you threw up, rumi made you start drinking water after that. you remember himi saying bye, her friend spinner was there to take her and ocha home. you remember kenzie calling dabi, who didn’t answer, before saying she was going to uber home. that left you with rumi, but as you looked around the club, you couldn’t find her anywhere.

is that how you got here?

you’re leaning against the wall outside, phone in hand, with no sign of rumi still. with a sigh, you unlock your phone to call keigo, breath hitching when the screen opens to your discord, shigs name and most recent messages showing. you’re pressing the call button and putting the phone to your ear before you can think twice. you’re about to hang up when you hear the sound of the line connecting and a voice, deep and comforting, answers in a whisper.

“hey flowey.” his voice has tears welling up in your eyes.

“i miss you so fucking much shiggy.” it’s been almost two weeks since your last phone call with him. you’ve been busy working on your project with tomu, who you’ve gotten closer to in that time. and shigs, has been planning his grandmother’s funeral, which was earlier today.

“i know we’ve both been busy, but i miss our phone calls, our gaming sessions. i miss you.” you’re spilling out everything you’ve wanted to say to him, barely any control over your words as you just ramble.

“you don’t understand how much you actually mean to me, i-i’ve never seen your face but you’re an amazing person. you ground me and make me feel a peace in this fucked up world. i feel so disconnected from everything else when i’m spending time with you.” you choke out and can vaguely hear his breath hitching.

“i’m sorry.” is all he says.

“you don’t get it, do you?” you whisper brokenly.

“what?” the confusion is evident in his tone.

“i’m in love with you, b-but i think i’m also developing feelings for my project partner, his name is tomura. he’s shy and quiet, really nice though, i think you’d like him. he’s pretty cute, has this cute little mole on his chin and a scar over his lips.” you pause to take a breath.

“am i a bad person, shigs?” you’re both silent after the words leave your lips, the only sound is both of your soft breathing.

“no, flowey you aren’t.” he whispers.

“i feel like it. i’m in love with you, but i like tomu. that doesn’t seem fair to either of you.” you slide down the wall and sit on the floor.

“flowey-” he starts.

“it’s so cold, shigs, and i can’t find my friend either. i should call my brother to come get me.” you cut him off and sigh.

you hear somebody call your name, for some reason it echoes through the phone but you’re too drunk to realize. looking up, you see tomu about fifteen feet away, making his way to you.

“oh, tomu’s here.” you mumble into the phone. “shigs i-” he cuts you off.

“i’m sorry for everything.” he mutters and you’re left confused, why is he sorry?

“shiggy, what?” you’re still looking at tomu before checking your phone to make sure shigs hasn’t hung up, he hasn’t. bringing the phone back to your ear, you call his name again.

“i love you flowey, more than you know, and i’m sorry for what i’m about to do.” he hangs up before you can say anything. a tear falls down your cheek just as tomu kneels in front of you.

“you okay?” tomu’s voice is soft, it brings you a moment of peace before your eyes make contact with his and you cry.

“take me home tomu?” his heart breaks a second time at the pain in your voice.

how did he get here?

tomura wasn’t sure how he’d gotten here, or rather, he wasn’t sure why he was here. he knew how he got here, and he knew what happened prior to getting here. dabi came home with shoto, who promptly passed out in his brother’s room. the two of them then went up to the roof for a smoke sesh, a much needed smoke sesh. touya rolled some blunts, splitting them with shigs, and the two sat there smoking in silence.

“y/n said she met you today.” shigs spoke up, dabi hummed.

“yeah, she’s nice. pretty too, just your type man.” touya tells him.

“crazy part is, she’s keigo’s little sister. saw him today too at their place.” dabi snorted, though there wasn’t anything funny about what happened.

“no shit, high school keigo?” tomura took a long hit of his blunt, touya nodded.

“damn man, no wonder you’re all depressed on twitter. seeing him must have fucked you up.” touya sighed heavily at that.

“yeah, it did.” the pair goes back to being silent, sharing another blunt before dabi speaks again.

“i followed her on twitter, you wanna see her?” tomura would deny the way he blushed after touya’s question.

“yeah.” touya pulls his phone out, opening it up to your twitter profile and letting shigs scroll through.

“say you’re fucking lying.” tomura grumbles and dabi’s face portrays his shock.

“what?” touya takes another hit and side eyes his friend.

“dude, this is my project partner.” touya snorts as the words leave tomura’s mouth before it quickly dissolves into a coughing fit. he coughs for a minute or so, while shigs continue scrolling through your profile.

“no fucking way bro, how the fuck did you not recognize her voice? i get why she wouldn’t recognize yours, because of the modulator and you’re quiet in your tomura persona, but how did you not rocognize hers?” touya finally manages to say after his coughing fit dies down, shigs shrugs.

“she speaks differently too, it’s more, i don’t know, preppy i guess? kind of like she’s putting on this facade, a personality she thinks people will like.” tomura explains, dabi nods with a hum.

it’s quiet again, shigs hands touya back his phone right as the timeline refreshes. a post from toga appears, it’s a photo of you. the lighting is green and you’re dancing on a table, looking so ethereal, that his breath hitches.

“they’re at a club?” tomura’s voice comes out lower than before and dabi nods as he grabs his phone.

“yeah they got there like an hour ago, the one in hosu, by the shitty bar with the red sign outside. spinner is going to get himi and ocha after he finishes inventory at the shop. and kenzie is supposed to call me when she’s ready for me to get her.” he takes a last hit of the blunt between his fingers, while shigs goes quiet.

“i’m gonna go for a drive.” tomura says after a minute of silence.

“yeah, me too.” touya agreed.

so maybe that’s why he was here, to see you?

because right now, he’s sitting in his car parked across the street from the club you’re at. and he can see you from where he’s at, you’re leaning against the wall, phone in hand, wearing a dress that looks amazing on you, and it makes his heart race. 

he’s lost in his thoughts, fingers drumming against the steering wheel when his phone goes off with the discord voice call sound. he knows without even looking that it’s you. his eyes land on your figure and sure enough, there you stand with the phone against your ear. you look like you’re about to hang up and he answers the call before he can stop himself.

“hey flowey.” he can see the sad look on your face and assumes you have tears gathering in your eyes.

“i miss you so fucking much shiggy.” he can feel his heart break as he hears the pain in your voice.

god, he wishes he wasn’t such a dick to you today. it had been such a long day, he was exhausted emotionally and didn’t want to burden you. clearly, that didn’t matter since here you were, drinking the pain away and still thinking of him. and there’s nothing he can do except sit there and listen as you cry to him over the phone.

he listens as you ramble, telling him how much you miss him and how much he means to you.

“i’m sorry.” it’s the only thing his fucked up brain can think to tell you in this shitty situation.

“you don’t get it, do you?” your voice, normally so happy and full of love when talking to him, now sounds distant and broken, it leaves him with an awful feeling of guilt in his chest.

he voices his confusion and immediately regrets it, because then he has to sit there and listen as you tell him about how much you love him but how you’re gaining feelings for somebody else. who just so happens to also be him, unbeknownst to you of course. he listens as you talk about him as tomu, and frowns at the next words that leave your lips.

“am i a bad person, shigs?” he stays quiet at that, the sound of your breathing mixes in with his.

“no, flowey you aren’t.” he whispers trying to reassure you. he doesn’t even notice that he’s out of the car walking towards you.

“i feel like it. i’m in love with you, but i like tomu. that doesn’t seem fair to either of you.” he hears you say over the phone, as he watches your body slide down the wall to the floor. 

“flowey-” he doesn’t know what to say but it doesn’t matter when you cut him off, saying it’s cold and mentioning calling your brother.

he calls your name aloud as tomu and as you look up to see him walking towards you, he hopes you didn’t hear it over the phone. he sees the surprise in your eyes as you confirm it’s him, even saying it to him over the phone and he has to resist the urge to laugh.

you go to say something, but he cuts you off with an apology. he listens silently as you voice your confusion, watches as you check your phone to make sure he hasn't hung up yet, and then when you return the phone to your ear and call his name, he finally answers.

“i love you flowey, more than you know, and i’m sorry for what i’m about to do.” he hangs up before you can say anything, and watches as a tear falls down your cheek, before he takes the last few steps and kneels down in front of you as tomu.

“you okay?” he makes sure his voice is in the soft tone of tomu that you’re used to, he can see the short moment of peace it brings you before your eyes meet his and you begin to cry.

“take me home tomu?” and he feels his heart break once again at the pain in your voice and the look of devastation on your face.

level nine; drink the pain away completed!

one achievement unlocked; dabihawks meet again!

tag list; [open]

@nkox, @dumbassbrigade, @va-3, @kodditty, @personally4runa

mutual tags; @shigarakislaughter, @chaoslibra, @sexylexy12

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