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unfortunate roommate.

touya todoroki x gn!reader smau

an takes place after touya escapes the facility (i def wanna do more with this concept) js fluff, swearing and an endeavour mention

i love you touya i wish nothing bad happened to you i wish your dad didn’t suck i wish your quirk didn’t burn you i wish you had a normal childhood i wish you never became dabi i wish you were happy before the last few painful seconds of your life

!!!!!! your blog is so pretty and your writing style is delectable hello. think about aiden that likes to carry around the reader. just like... bridal carry ? piggy back ? where the reader sits on the shoulders ?? ? yes. tysm !!

This is such a cute request oh my-- i love that !

|No warnings! Just fluff, reader's pronouns are not mentioned !!🤍🤍|

You are literally perfect for Aiden, the perfect match for him. Why? Because he is incredibly clingy. The first time you two met was so chaotic, and you found yourself alone without any friends at school. He simply said, 'Yup! You're mine now' in a friendly way. From that point on, he started annoying you, joining you for lunch, and even introducing you to his friends. He understood how it felt to be alone and friendless, just like Ashlyn. But let's move on from that.

Eventually, you got used to it all and ended up joining their group. None of this had happened to Savannah yet, but the time eventually came when all of you started experiencing strange phenomena, waking up in another realm, and so on. As a fragile, sensitive, and weak person, you could barely keep up with everything. The number of panic attacks you had was overwhelming. It was just so hard for you.

That's when Aiden decided that from now on, you would stick with him (and everyone, if necessary), but mostly close to him. Since you couldn't run and protect yourself, Aiden would have you in his arms. Well, only during running times because he likes to fight, and it would be challenging to do so with you in his arms. But in the real world, he would carry you around like a doll. Like, you would just be walking, minding your own business, and out of nowhere, two arms would lift you up onto his shoulders and he would run around with you. It was pretty fun, actually. As time passed, both of you realized that this was more than just a friendship. He always wanted to have you in his arms, whether it was a playful piggyback ride or carrying you with a more protective grip. It was as if he was afraid of you breaking like glass or leaving him. He became strongly attached to you, and it was difficult for him to be apart from you. But the same goes for you because, after all, you are the perfect match.

I'm really sorry if this isn't what you wanted.. i tried💔

Alone at the edge of the universe humming a tune (for merely dreaming we were snow)

spilled coffee & stolen hearts

chapter 8: eyes on the prize itoshi!

you’d always heard people say that rin itoshi was a monster on the field, but seeing it in person? yeah, that was something else.

from the second the match started, he was locked in — sharp movements, precise passes, and a level of control that had the crowd going wild. it was like he was everywhere at once, shutting down the other team before they could even think about scoring.

but in between all of that — between the tackles and the laser-focused footwork — you swore you caught him glancing your way.

the first time, you thought you imagined it.

the second time, you figured he was just scanning the stands.

but by the fourth time — when his eyes flicked toward you for a split second before turning back to the ball — you knew it wasn’t random.

it wasn’t like he smiled or anything (you weren’t sure rin even knew how to smile), but there was something there. like he was checking — just making sure you were still watching.

“he’s good, huh?” someone beside you said, clearly noticing how your gaze never strayed from him.

“yeah,” you muttered, eyes locked on rin as he weaved through defenders like it was nothing. “he’s insane.”

and maybe it was just your imagination, but you swore you saw the corner of rin’s mouth twitch upward before he sent the ball flying into the back of the net.

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“how much longer is this gonna fuckin take?”

your boyfriend katsuki grumbles, his gaze longing on his hand. your fingers gently hold his, the brush on your hand carefully painting strokes of crimson on his nail.

“if you want a pretty design, then a while.”

he sighs and turns his head, feeling the brush swirling around his nail bed. you hum some random tune as you pick up another brush, dipped in acetone, and carefully swiping it around his cuticle.

“the hell are you doing?”

“cleaning up the design, unless you want contact dermatitis” you smile, “wouldn’t want my favorite customer to get hurt.”

“why are you suddenly doing nails anyway?”

“oh, y’know, to buy the ninja swirl, seen it on tiktok a few times.”

that’s a lie. you started doing nails in order to save up for your boyfriend’s birthday present, which was a custom license plate for his porsche. nonetheless, you think a ninja swirl would benefit you and katsuki. you set down the brush and drive his hand towards the lamp. a minute later, you retrieve it to show your boyfriend the final result.

red, orange and green decorate the explosion doodles on his nails, and you can’t help but smirk. “guess your nails are explosive, huh?”

“yeah after that joke i ain’t payin ya one penny.”

meeting katsuki’s parents was… an experience.

you had prepared yourself for a lot—maybe his mom would be strict, maybe his dad would be intimidating, maybe they’d question your intentions. what you didn’t expect was for mitsuki bakugo to take one look at you, blink, then turn to her son with the most incredulous expression you’d ever seen.

“you’re messing with me.”

katsuki clicked his tongue. “what the hell are you talking about?”

she gestured at you. “this is your girlfriend?”

you smiled nervously and gave a little wave. “um, hi?”

she looked back at katsuki. “be serious.”

katsuki groaned, running a hand down his face. “yes, old hag, this is my girlfriend. what, you think i’m lying?”

mitsuki stared at you again, then back at katsuki, then back at you. “sweetheart,” she said, addressing you this time, “blink twice if you need help.”

masaru sighed from the kitchen table. “mitsuki…”

“no, seriously! you’re so cute, so polite—what do you even see in this angry little goblin?” she continued, gesturing wildly at her son.

you giggled. “he’s not that bad.”

katsuki scoffed. “damn right i’m not.”

mitsuki ignored him. “so, what? you just… like him? like, willingly?”

you nodded. “mhm! he’s actually really sweet when you get to know him.”

mitsuki looked so unconvinced. “are we talking about the same kid? blond, loud, temper worse than mine?”

masaru chuckled. “it does seem surprising, dear.”

“i don’t get what’s so shocking about this!” katsuki snapped, crossing his arms. “i’m a catch, damn it!”

mitsuki smirked. “you’re something, alright.”

you just squeezed katsuki’s hand, beaming up at him. “i think he’s perfect.”

he huffed, ears tinged pink. “damn right i am.”

mitsuki clapped you on the back—hard enough to almost knock you over. “you’ve got patience, i’ll give you that. welcome to the family, sweetheart. you’re gonna need all the luck you can get.”

No wonder bkg can't stand his ass

bf!sukuna who is annoyingly perceptive of everything that you do. you don't realise it but this man basically knows you better than yourself. he knows your routine, what time you sleep and what time you usually wake. he can tell if your appetite has changed and if you're eating too little. he can tell if you have a little too much stress going on just by your mood changes and the little crease between your brow when you frown.

he knows the food you hate and foods you’re craving. he can tell how much sleep you get by the ways you greet him in the mornings. he sends reminders for you to eat or drink water knowing how packed your schedule is.

he knows just by your exhaustion how much you need to lay next to him and be in his presence. he wraps an arm around you saying nothing more.

hi! may i request a scenario where bakugo is helping his s/o with homework, and he keeps yelling at her for not focusing, and she gets really self conscious/upset bc she has ADHD and can’t help getting distracted? maybe he feels bad after and the next day he brings her to his room to help her again and does it much more softly, and cooks up her favorite meal as an apology for yelling at her before? thank you!! (*´꒳`*)

a/n: hi love! of course!! i apologize if i get some things wrong, please feel free to correct me, i used google for a little bit of help with getting things accurate!

summary: during a study session with bakugou, he gets onto you for losing focus, but he eventually finds out that you have ADHD and he comes up to you to apologize.

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, fluff, a smidge of angst

wordcount: 1.4k

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“Can you please focus? You’re not going to learn anything if you keep spacing out.” Bakugou groaned, continuing to scribble down notes into his notebook neatly. 

You were trying to focus. Keyword, trying. Little things kept earning your focus, like the sound the clock was making, the small ticking noise happening every second. 

You wiggled your pencil between your fingers, anxiously re-reading over the question. You’d read it a thousand times it seemed. It was getting any easier to understand.

You were bored and Bakugou yelling at you wasn’t helping.

“Yeah, sorry.” You said quietly, trying to ignore the urge to yell at him back. You couldn’t help that you were losing focus. Maybe if this history worksheet was a bit less wordy it’d be okay.

But before you could re-read the question for the thousandth and second time, you took interest in Bakugou’s collection of All Might figures, which you had been sworn to secrecy about.

Bakugou’s eye twitched as he noticed your head moved and your eyes moved away from the paper. He let out a low growl and slammed his hands onto the table.

“Pay attention! It’s not that hard!” Bakugou was losing his patience with you. Everything was fine until it came to your study sessions. He’d never been this angry with you before. But you were just wasting his time if you weren’t going to pay attention.

Your head snapped back to Bakugou, a feeling of guilt washing over you.

“What did you get for number five.” Bakugou asked monotonously.

“Uh…” You looked down at your paper. On the thousandth and third time, it seemed to click.

“Oh well, it’s obvious the guy was a controlling leader so his people killed him.” You answered, a small feeling of relief washing over you. Bakugou sighed and accepted your short response.

“Was that so hard?” Bakugou mumbled. You looked down at your lap and began moving your leg. Sitting criss-cross, your right leg was now moving up and down.

You went back to wiggling your pencil and reading the next question.

You got lost in your train of thought to the point you didn’t hear Bakugou yelling at you again.

“Focus!” Bakugou slammed his hands down on the table again. But this was enough to make you snap out of it and bring tears to your eyes.

“I-I’m sorry.” You apologized. Bakugou softened slightly when he noticed a tear roll down your cheek.

“I’m sorry I can’t fucking help I can’t focus.” You groaned, grabbing your things and standing up.

“Hey wait-”

“No. Go spend your time with someone useful who can pay attention.” You slammed his door on your way out.

You made it back to your dorm and sat on your bed. You’d struggled with ADHD for as long as you could remember. Focusing in school was hard, paying attention was hard. You’d even gotten in trouble for trying to control your fidgeting.

You’d always end up moving a leg, or a pencil in your fingers. But hearing all that stuff from Bakugou, the guy you liked, your boyfriend.

It hurt on a whole other level.

- - -

“How’d your study session with (y/n) go?” Kaminari asked, devouring another bite of his food.

“She kept losing focus. It was annoying.” Bakugou left out the fact that he’d made you upset. He didn’t think it was really anyone’s business what happened between you and him behind closed doors.

Especially not Kaminari.

“Oh dude, that’s a little harsh don’t ya think?” Kirishima chimed in. Bakugou raised his eyebrow and rolled his eyes.

“What was I supposed to do?!” Bakugou groaned.

“Did you yell at her for not paying attention?” Mina asked, worry filling on the rest of the Bakusquad’s faces.

“Yeah? I’m not gonna waste my time for her to just sit and stare at walls and shit.” Bakugou was getting fed up with all these questions.

“Bro.” Sero looked upset.

“That’s a little messed up.” Kaminari added. Bakugou was now utterly confused.

“What am I missing!?” Bakugou raised his voice. He felt tense. Something wasn’t right.

“She has ADHD dude.” Kaminari spoke.

Bakugou’s face drained of color.

He’d royally screwed up.

“Don’t tell me you-”

“I didn’t know.” Bakugou mumbled.

“You owe her an apology.” Mina stated, going into mom mode. Bakugou nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets, his appetite had disappeared.

“It’ll be alright, you didn’t know, but you still talk to her about it, and apologize.”

“Yeah, you messed up big time bro.”

“Sero!”

“Sorry.”

- - -

Bakugou knocked on the door to your dorm. When it pulled back and he saw you, he engulfed you in a hug.

“I’m sorry.” Bakugou apologized. You were confused, but eventually, you connected the dots and assumed he was apologizing for before, during your study session.

“It’s fine-”

“It’s not. Even though I didn’t know, I shouldn’t have raised my voice at you like that. I hate seeing you cry.” Bakugou said softly. This side of him was rare. You’d only ever seen him like this once before.

“I thought you knew, I figured Kaminari would’ve told you as soon as he figured it out.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Bakugou asked. You didn’t have an answer to that. It never crossed your mind, especially since Kaminari had found out pretty early on, it made sense that Kami would have told Bakugou.

“I assumed Kaminari would’ve told you, he found out pretty early on, like the second week of school. You wouldn’t even look at me then.” You laughed.

Bakugou remembered. He wouldn’t even talk to you, let alone be caught looking at you. Until the two of you got paired up for a project and Bakugou fell head over heels for you.

“Let me make it up to you. We can study again tomorrow, and-”

“Okay.” You agreed. You didn’t let him finish, instead, you pulled him in for a kiss.

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When you got to your study session with Bakugou, he had prepared your favorite food. You smiled and didn’t hesitate in taking a bite of the yummy food.

“Did you make this?” You questioned, your eyes filled with joy.

“Yeah. I had stupid IcyHot help me with the recipe. It’s his sister’s.” Bakugou grumbled. You giggled and raised a piece for Bakugou to try.

“Are you feeding me?” Bakugou asked. You nodded. He opened his mouth a tried a bite.

It was good. Bakugou was proud of himself. He assumed you must be really happy about it too.

“Alright let’s get this done!” You said happily.

You and Bakugou began your session. Bakugou paid close attention to you, making sure you were staying on track. 

You began to lose focus again. You could feel his eyes on you.

“We can take a break if you need too.” Bakugou said calmly. You looked up, a small smile on your lips.

“O-Okay.” You blushed. He was being nicer. Bakugou and you stood up, taking a quick break to stretch and get a sip of water. You sat back down, this time beside Bakugou instead of in front of him.

“Changing up on me now?” He chuckled. You smiled and looked at his worksheet before your own.

“Okay let’s read this passage. You start and I’ll finish.” Bakugou awaited your response. You gave him a nod and began reading the long passage for your literature class.

About halfway through you could feel yourself beginning to fidget. Bakugou’s thumb rubbed your leg, tracing small shaped into the fabric of your pants. While you still fidgeted, you felt at ease, calm.

You stopped after the sixth paragraph, allowing Bakugou to take over. Listening to Bakugou read was nice. His voice sounded good, and it was funny when he pronounced big words wrong. 

“It’s pronounced-”

“Are you listening to me reading or how I’m saying words?” Bakugou raised an eyebrow.

“Both…” You blushed. Bakugou leaned in and pressed a kiss to your cheek.

“We’re almost done and then we can watch a movie.” Bakugou whispered in your ear.

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The study session was over before you knew it. And as Bakugou had said, the two of you watched a movie in his room, cuddled up beside each other on his bed.

You snuggled under his All Might blanket, the one you had gotten him for Christmas that he loved but would never admit.

“I love you.” You said softly. Bakugou smiled, unbeknownst to you.

“I love you too, you nerd.”

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