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𖤓 part x. | series m.list | prev | part xi.

“are these kids fucking dumb?” tomura leans back and whispers through the metal whistle resting against his lips, “like just get the ball in the net, how hard is that?”

you two sat at the ledge of the dock ankle deep in the lake, lightly kicking the water up a few feet ahead of you. while tomura was hunched forward, with his eyes locked on the game, you were leaning back on the balls of your hands and taking in the sunshine through dark sunglasses. only half of your attention was on the campers swimming back and forth the same 30 meters chasing after the highlighter-yellow ball.

“i don’t know shigs, water polo is-”

your hand flies up to your ear as you’re cut off by the piercing high pitch whistle from between his lips.

“hey!” tomura calls, “elbows to yourself or i’ll eject your ass, sis! don’t think i won’t.”

the competitiveness runs in the family.

“keep everything under the water, guys,” you remind in a gentler tone, “if we can’t see it, it’s legal…ish.”

you blow your own whistle to resume the game before turning and landing a punch on tomura’s shoulder.

“a warning next time, dumbass, you almost blew out my eardrum,” you groan, plugging a knuckle in your ear.

“well someone has to pay attention and ref don’t they? can’t even coach my team either because we’re down two idiots to help run this shit show.”

“the counselors were never this strict with us when we were kids, shigs," you return the attitude, "speaking of the idiots though, where did those two run off to? you saw hawks this morning?"

“clearly you've never had to have kaina as your counselor," he scoffs, "but, you seriously asking me where hawks is on a lake day?” he turns his head back at you and cocks an eyebrow, “as for your boy toy, i have no clue.”

“not my boy toy. don't call him that.” you reach over off the dock and grab a handful of water before throwing it at the back of tomura’s head. “i’m only asking because he wasn’t in the cabin when i woke up.”

"don't overthink it. probably just off plotting to piss his dad off or something." he shakes the water from the hair clinging to the back of his neck, "you know him."

you knew touya was never the one to pass up on a day in the lake. when you were kids, he’d always start the summer off by highlighting the lake days on the calendar. always the first one to jump in. always begging you to sneak out past curfew for a dip- even if it just meant you sitting on the dock with your knees up to your chin watching him go in circles.

there was a specific rush that touya was always chasing- the feeling of being swallowed whole by freezing waters when the surface tension is broken against dry skin. there was nothing as euphoric as the chatter of the world muffled to nothing as water rushed in his ears. 

when did he grow out of this?

despite the beautiful day and itinerary of outside activities, there’s a twinge of anxiety bubbling in your chest that you couldn't shake.

“i think i should go look for him,” you suddenly say, pulling your feet out of the water.

“of course you do,” tomura mutters, “sure, leave me alone to watch over these kids who are all actively trying to drown one another.”

as you open your mouth to return a snarky response, you’re met with screams and cheers from the lake.

both of your eyes snap towards the water to find a commotion hidden behind large splashes of white water coming in from all directions.

“you broke my bracelet, you stupid rabid dog!” ochako shrieks, grabbing a fistfull of katsuki’s hair and pulling his head back under the water.

“you’re not even supposed to be wearing that shit in the game,” katsuki coughs once he resurfaces, grabbing her by the straps of her swimsuit and pushing her under.

“aht! aht!” you stand up, rapidly blowing your whistle, ”take it on land, ladies, no one’s drowning on my watch!”

you and tomura exchange side glances as you two watch the group of kids migrate towards the ledge of the lake where they circle around the two wrestling in the patchy grass.

“i didn’t expect them to listen to me so easily,” you mutter under your breath, “you’re welcome, though. no more kids trying to drown each other while i’m gone.”

“yeah, thanks. now they’re just trying to kill each other,” tomura deadpans, “how long do i let them go at it?”

“uhhhh…until blood is drawn?” you shrug, “they’re old enough to know when to call it quits, right? just let them kill their energy.”

“like a bunch of fucking animals,” he sighs, “if you three aren’t back by sundown and leave me alone to entertain them for the bonfire, i’ll be pissed.” he calls out as you make your way up the steps.

“if we’re not back by sundown, i expect you to grab a gun and go after the bear that got our asses.”

tomura rolls his eyes and sends you off with his middle finger up before turning his attention back to the campers.

a/n: i had sm fun with togachako and bakudeku with this one hehe AND shigs and y/n time <3 sorry no touya in this but our boy is schemingggg...kinda maybe sorta

next part won't take as long to get out :-) lil break was much needed i feel a lot more excitement for this series yay

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he actually my lil princess

Chapter 06.

♡ twenty three

♡ rivals to lovers / fake dating

♡ cw / tw : Play fighting, talks of drinking

"Oi dumbass." Katsuki huffs as you look up from where you were seated on the couch, scrolling through your phone,

"Don't call me that stupid." You grin, tossing your phone to the side and getting up. "What's up buddy?"

Katsuki scoffs and rolls his eyes. "Grab the chilli powder. Top shelf. On the left. Far left." He instructs and you raise an eyebrow.

"Ordering me around? How rude."

"Not helping me make dinner? I think that makes you, the rude one here."

"I'm the guest!" You gasp, placing a hand on your chest, in mocking offence.

Katsuki scoffs. "Uh huh. Well my hands are full of batter. So if you would rather be doing the dirty work I would be glad to wash them and sit on the couch." 

He grins, moving his batter covered hands towards you, making you shriek and stumble back.

Katsuki cackles, stepping forward and sticking his hands out, chasing you around his kitchen with his dirty hands.

"Okay okay!" You shout, sides hurting from the running and all the laughing. "I'll grab you the chilli powder!! Just please! Mercy!" 

Katsuki slows to a stop and grins triumphant. "I won then."

"A draw."

"Nah I won that one."

"Nah I'd say it was a draw."

"You'd say wrong cause I won."

You shake your head and trudge back into the kitchen, reaching for the chilli powder and along with Katsuki's supervision, adding it into the batter.

"Thanks." He mumbled under his breath, rolling his arms, pulling a crick out of his shoulders as he got back into cooking you both dinner.

Your eyes stay trained on his skilled hands as they work, watching each muscle flex under his warm skin. His body looked warm - buzzing with blood and nitroglycerin… you wondered how his skin would feel under your fingertips and the palms of your hands.  

"You're staring." Katsuki says in a matter of fact tone, snapping you out of your train of thought.

"Since when were you able to cook, Bakugo?"

He paused and turned to frown at you, raising an eyebrow at you. "Are you sure you paid any attention to me during highschool? We lived in the same fucking dorms for three years? Didn't I cook for the whole damn class on multiple occasions?" 

You wave your hands in front of your face and shake your head, "Not what I was asking. Like- why?"

"Why what?" He mumbles, going back to cooking.

"Why did you learn to cook?"

"Why not?"

"Bakugo."

"What?"

You cross your arms and raise an eyebrow.

He sighs and taps his foot against the tiled floor.

"I uh... I know you won't believe me but I was a difficult kid to control growin' up," 

You snort and Katsuki rolls his eyes, 

"Yea, real funny. I caused my old hag a lot of fuckin' stress when I was younger..." 

He paused. 

"I probably still do… all this hero shit and comin’ home banged up... ahem. Anyways. My old hag thought I needed a healthy outlet for the- and I quote, 'Crappy ass anger in you.'" 

He shrugged, walking over to the sink and washing his hands, 

"And she decided cooking would be the best outlet. I didn't care much when I was younger. Cooking... playing the fuckin' drums. All shit that would take me away from training to be the number one... but I can't lie..." 

Katsuki sighed, 

"It's not a bad skill to pick up. Especially when dunce face and the rest of the fucking losers, decide they want to eat something I cook for them when their blasted out their fuckin' minds."

He shrugged.

"'Sides. Why go to a fancy ass place, waste fuckin' money, gas, time and have the fuckin' media hound your ass when you can cook the shit yourself?"

And see the way your face lights up when I present it to you.

Katsuki shook his head.

Stupid Eijirou and his dumb romance ideas. Get out of my head!

"Huh. Never took you for a sap Bakugo." You hum, grinning when Katsuki pauses,

"THE FUCK? I'M NOT NO FUCKIN' SAP-"

"Eyes on the stove blondie! Don't want our dinner burning on us! That'd be on you." You poke at his chest, leaning in, your eyes flickering to meet his lips before you flash a grin at his flushed face, stepping out of the kitchen, and into the bathroom.

What the fuck.

What the fuck was that.

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT.

Katsuki gripped his shirt, bunching it into a fist as he tried to breathe, his heart throbbing against his ribcage as his other hand reached for the counter, trying to hold himself upright.

He could still feel your warm hand, pressing against his skin. You were so close, he could smell your shampoo and count the blemishes on your face and - shit did you lick your bottom lip too? 

"What the fuck..."

-

"Oi! Stupid! Are you ready? Hurry up before I press play!" You shout from Katsuki's bed. You were curled up in your pajamas, one of his pillows sitting on your lap as you stared at the TV screen in front of you.

"Gimmie five dumbass!" Katsuki shouted from his bathroom.

If you had told yourself three months ago that you'd be sitting in Katsuki Bakugo's bed right now, eating his snacks and curling up with one of his pillows - you would've laughed, spat at your feet and probably cursed your whole family generation - past, present and future for even suggesting something so damn stupid.

But the unofficial "date" you had at the bar with him - it tore something down between you both. Maybe you never really hated him in the first place.

Maybe you said you did because you were scared of telling him that you didn't. You were scared of what he might've said.

You definitely hated that thought.

Regardless, it was obvious that both of you were slowly beginning to open up to each other, the snarky remarks lost their malice and began a sort of... love language? 

Strangely enough.

Gross.

The glaces of hate had dissolved into glances of longing.

Yuck.

He had even held your hand, when you were much too drunk to walk let alone hold yourself up.

Ick.

His palm was warm, slightly calloused. But comforting.

He was comforting.

This shit is so fucking corny [Name]. Snap the fuck out. He's supposed to be your rival. Not your lover.

"You done spacing out?"

You yelped at the sound of his voice.

"Don't just do that!" you shook your head and placed a hand on your chest. 

"Right..." Katsuki snorted, moving to sit next to you. "What did you put on?"

"Scream?" You shrugged as Katsuki reached over to grab a handful of your snacks, ignoring your quiet 'HEY!' as he shoves the food in his mouth.

"A classic." He says, mouth full.

-

"That was fun Bakugo." You smiled as he pulled the door open for you.

"Yea?" He tilts his head to the side and a small smile tugs on his lips. "'M glad... you liked the food too right?"

You hummed, nodding as he helped you out of his car. "We should do that more... only if you want though!" You stammered nervously, a warm flush creeping up your cheeks as you nervously scratched the back of your head.

Katsuki nodded. "Sure... Yea... Okay. Why not."

You nodded walking to your door. "Cool... Cool..." You cough awkwardly and scratch the back of your head. "Thanks for dropping me off Bakugo."

Katsuki nodded, pulling the front door of his car open. "Yea. Sleep well... Or whatever." He mumbled under his breath. 

You pulled your front door open.

Katsuki shoved his key into the ignition.

-

"Chirst Katsuki. Pull yourself together." He groaned, tugging on his ashen blond locks as he shuffled into his bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him.

Red eyes scan over his bed, the sheets messy and crumples, wrappers overflowing in the small trashcan next to his bed.

He was going crazy. Maybe he was dying? Is this what it feels like to be dying? Dying at twenty three - would you show up to his funeral? Cry and hold his body? Would you miss him if he was gone? Maybe he was going crazy. 

These are crazy thoughts Katsuki.

“You’re going insane Katsuki. Snap the fuck out of it.”

He let out a groan, sitting on his bed and rubbing his hands over his face. “Fucking hell…” 

Katsuki reached for the pillow you were holding onto the whole night.

Probably smells like them now.

Katsuki paused.

He lifted the pillow up to his face and inhaled. His shoulders dropped and he felt the tension leave his body. Was this creepy? Probably. But damn did he need this. 

He sighed and flopped back in bed, curling up against the pillow.

And, pretending that he was holding you - Katsuki Bakugo fell asleep.

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i feel like i’m joining the party so late omgg congrats on 300 (and 200 and 100) followers that’s awesome

can’t believe i’m waiting until three days before it’s over to send something in for the event (strike me down now i’m a horrible moot)

but but escape room date night with tomura followed by dinner and cuddling at home while he games (congrats again 😽)

Date Night Event!: Escape Room, shigaraki x reader

You knew going into the escape room that it'd be chaotic, but you weren't expecting quite this level of absolute chaos. With about twenty minutes left on the clock, you and the rest of the league were nearly done tearing the place to absolute shreds. While the way the puzzles were solved was correct, this didn't stop the whirlwind of destruction that swept through the room.

The goal was to start the fictional engine in a submarine, currently missing a key component.

The staff had long given up on yelling at you all through the sound system, their final message stating their intent to call the police, (not that it mattered, because Twice had barricaded the door in the first five minutes.)

Tomura, who was quietly reading the "control panel" next to the door, was lost in thought as you approached him.

"You having fun?"

Red eyes still boring holes into the wall, he frowned. "I'm thinking about how we solve the last puzzle."

"I asked if you were having fun, not what you were doing."

There was a rare sparkle of excitement in his eyes as he turned to you. "This is easier than a Professor Layton game. We're crushing this."

"Well," you looked at the clock, "you have eighteen minutes to go, so we better crush this fast."

Less than a minute later, he turned to you again. "The code on the padlock—I figured it out." Reciting the numbers to you, you made quick work of entering them, based on the clues given in the previous puzzles. The lock popped open with a clang, allowing you to open the panel with the engine component inside.

Quickly connecting the component to the engine on the wall, the room lit up with bright blue light and faux ocean sounds, a congratulatory video playing on one of the screens. Toga and Twice erupted into cheers, then noises of revulsion as Tomura kissed you.

"What prize do we get after completing this?"

"Why don't you find out later," you grinned, taking joy in the way the rest of the league's groans, somehow more disgusted than before, blended with the sound of sirens outside.

HI TUMBLR IM POSTING OLDER WORKS NOW HOPE U DONT MIND 🫶

u and ari talking abt chase atlantic rn is so funny bc i’m listening to both them and sleep token while writing this next part for l.o.v.e

chase nation unite!!!!

hi twinnieee :33 soo excited for the next chapter hehehe!! need gamer!tomu and my bofieee touya stat ‼️‼️‼️

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.ᐟcw: cheating

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Your boyfriend texted you 3 hours ago. Asking where you were and why you didn’t come home. 

You hadn’t responded yet, why? Because you were cuddled up beside his teammate. 

You and aiku oliver started dating 4 months ago until you realized he cheated on you. You didn’t confront him like any normal gf would. You just gave him a taste of his own medicine. You hooked up with one of his teammates.

Sae itoshi. 

You turned around, eyes fluttering open. Sunlight peeking in through the curtains. 

You lazily stepped off the bed, making your way to the bathroom. You took your phone with you, scrolling through the unanswered messages your bf sent you, including the 17 missed calls. 

You sighed, rubbing your forehead, placing your phone on the counter and bending down to wash your face when sudden 2 strong arms came up from behind, wrapping themselves around your waist.

You looked up in the mirror to see sae, hair sticking up from all sides, you couldn’t help but laugh under your breath.

“You look so cute” you mumbled, smiling at him. He didn’t reply, just dropping his head onto your shoulder. You washed your face and brushed your teeth, letting sae sleep on your shoulder. 

“He texted you didn’t he?” 

You went still, sighing, running a hand through your hair. You nodded looking at his reflection. 

“When are you breaking up with him?” he asked, brushing his lips over your shoulder blades.

“When you prioritize me over football,” you muttered, earning a laugh from him. It was quiet, breathy but you heard it. 

“Never gonna happen, yn”

“You just answered your question, then” you replied, turning around, being face to face with sae. His eyes trailed down your body, admiring the marks and hickies he left on you, like how you left scratch marks down his back.

He pressed his lips into a thin line before leaning down to kiss the corner of your mouth.

“You should break up with him soon. It’s making me jealous.” 

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