a/n: my submission for @sakusins & @scandescent’s after you’ve read angst collab! be sure to check out the other works submitted and follow along with the masterlist as it updates, a lot of super talented writers put a ton of love into their pieces (´∀`)♡
cw: a classic sickfic, hurt/comfort, mentions of nausea and vomiting, soft touya supremacy | wc: 2.1k
“The fuck happened here?”
Climbing through your fire escape, Touya cautiously observes the scene before him.
Your shaky and damp body spreads out across the tiny sofa of your living room. You lay turned on your side, arms and legs pathetically flailing off of the furniture and into the air as you whine in discomfort. He notices an empty bowl on the ground next to you, along with a half-drank glass of now room-temperature water and a blanket that’s been carelessly discarded to the side.
“Sorry,” you manage to moan out, “Think m’sick.”
Touya comically stands before you, taking in your pale and sticky frame as it hangs off of the couch, “Yeah, I gathered that.”
He waits for a snark response, for you to tell him to fuck off or try to throw him back out onto the street, but he’s met with silence as you fester on the couch. He notices your body slightly shaking, though your skin appears to be clammy to the touch.
“How long have you been—” his voice trails off, using a hand to briefly gesture to your limp and weakened state, “—Like this?”
He barely registers your voice when it comes out in a quiet rasp, “Dunno, can’t remember.”
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Kirishima: *recording a vlog on his phone well walking to class* always be positive!
Kirishima: *trips down 2 flights of stairs*
Kirishima: wow! I got down those stairs really fast!
gonna start being like luna lovegood in mindset. she believed in things that majority found absolutely outrageous and when laughed at and confronted with skepticism she was so genuinely confused and almost concerned for her BULLIES well-being cause?? ofc nargles are real and you should know this silly! and then just went on with her day. she is truly unshakeable in her belief and we could all take a page out of her book.
| Eri-chan
Bakugou x reader
warnings: none, thunderstorms lol.
a/n: Just a lil something based on my adventures last night haha
The first crackle of thunder sounds throughout the house and Katsuki takes the headphones off his ears and pauses his game. He stares at the door to the game room with a tiny smirk.
“Yo Blasty, you good over there? Why are we paused?” Denki says over the headset.
“Just gimme a damn second Sparky. I’m waiting on somethin’,” he says, eyes still locked on the closed door.
Lightning lights up the sky a few minutes later and right after, a large crack of thunder shakes the house so much Katsuki winces slightly. His smile widens as he hears the commotion in the house.
A door being wrenched open, a pair of soft stomps getting closer to the game room door and then finally, the door bursting open to show a very terrified you standing in the doorway looking at Katsuki with wide eyes and your hands cupped over your ears.
“Ahh there she is,” Katsuki says, chuckling to himself. He holds a hand out to you and very quickly you tiptoe over to him, grab his hand and slip onto his lap to bury your face in his neck.
“What’s going on man, you good?” It’s Kirishima’s voice this time, a hint of worry in his voice.
“Tsk, yeah I’m good. Will just have a guest with me for the rest of the time we’re playin’,” he says, wrapping an arm around your back to maneuver you so he can comfortably reach the mouse. Another rumble of thunder and you whimper and tighten your grip around his neck.
“Where are your headphones Sweets?” he asks softly in your ear.
“Dead and charging,” you reply in a muffled voice from his neck.
He chuckles again. “S’alright. I gotcha,” he whispers.
You’re so goddamn cute when you’re like this. You’re usually not this clingy. Sure, you like to hold his hand when the two of you are out, or you drape a leg over him when the two of you are sitting on the couch watching tv, but usually you’re to yourself, quiet and vibing.
“Tell the guys I say hi,” you say, as your breath tickles his neck.
“They can hear ya,” he replies ”Don’t be rude fuckers, say hi to my girl,” he bites back.
A chorus of hellos ring out from the headsets and you smile at the screen before another thunderclap hits and your back to hiding in Katsuki’s neck.
Katsuki won’t admit it aloud but thunderstorms are his favorite. It never fails. Whenever the storms start you find him wherever he is in the house and cling to him for dear life. He knows you’re strong, knows you don’t usually show this vulnerability around anyone else but he loves that you show it with him. He loves the idea that when you’re completely terrified you run to him, you seek him out, you trust him enough to protect you.
So he holds you and rubs your back as you koala onto him during the storm. He places soft kisses on your forehead between cool downs and breaks while he’s gaming with the rest of his friends and when your headphones are finally charged, he plays with one hand so you can sit at his feet and squeeze his hand when the thunder is too loud for the music to drown out.
“Alright fuckers, don’t think just cuz I’m gaming with one hand you’ll be able to beat me. I’ll dominate you all,” he says as he gives you one last peck on the forehead and unpauses the game.
argyle is the person you want on your team in an apocalypse
LOOK AT THIS LOOK AT THIS:
WOODWORKING skills
COOKING skills
TRACKING skills
FORAGING SKILLS??!
GUYS????? argyle needs to and will hopefully become an integral, ESSENTIAL member of the big kids gang. he knows so much and this is only addressing his survival skills
in THIS HOUSE, we love argyle!!!
You may have heard of Persephone!Deku and Hades!Bakugou, but I offer you… Persephone!Bakugou?
Part 2 will come, soonish, because it can’t keep living rent free in my mind.
What do y'all think of my next enamel pin design 😂
Stranger things season 4 + reactions (himbos edition)
maybe one where the reader comforts him after he has a nightmare ?
sometimes, katsuki had nightmares.
they weren't entirely obvious at first. there were days where you noticed he had bags under his eyes, but he always gruffly brushed them off as being a result of pro-hero work. the lingering sense of unease and way he startled easily in the mornings were also something you were wary of, but he told you he was just tired from his patrols. you were concerned, but there wasn't really anything you could do about it if it was related to hero work. and you trusted him to tell you if it ever became too much for him.
but he never did, and you soon realized he'd been lying to you.
one night, when you were both tucked comfortably in your shared bed, you woke up for no reason whatsoever. you were curled on your side, facing the dark wall, wondering why you had blinked yourself awake. you could feel the warmth of katsuki's body besides you, hear the way he steadily breathed in and out, in and out. it was comforting, listening to him, and you eventually found yourself drifting back off into your dreams.
that is, until katsuki jerked abruptly in his sleep.
your eyes snapped open, his body jostling yours as his arm twitched by his side. you blinked blearily and turned your head around to peer at him, wondering if he was awake or not. what you saw made you sit up slightly, shifting around so you could hover gently over his face.
his eyebrows were scrunched up, angled towards his hairline. his lips were tugged downwards in a frown, trembling almost minutely in a way that made your chest hurt. the angles of his cheeks glistened in the dewy lighting of the moon. your breathing nearly stopped as you watched his expression, the way his eyes squeezed tight.
"katsuki," you whispered softly, quietly, as you ran your fingers along his cheeks, tracing his smooth skin. he didn't respond, still tensed up even as you dried his face and started running a hand through his spiky hair. you could see the way one of his hands gripped onto the white sheets of your bed, straining the material. you were starting to worry, a troublesome little thing that manifested itself in the depths of your heart.
he made a choked sound then, and you hushed him gently, shifting up so you could hold his face in your palms. you could see beads of sweat starting to gather on his forehead, smell that familiar burnt caramel scent of his quirk. his body jerked again, muscles of his arms coiling dangerously as he muttered something undecipherable. your thumbs roamed along the skin under his eyes, collecting the tears that'd still gathered there.
"katsu," you tried again, louder this time, when his expression didn't smooth over. his breathing was starting to pick up, and you leaned closer, noses nearly touching as you drummed at his cheeks with your fingers. "katsuki."
his eyes snapped open, hands shooting up to grab at your wrists. his palms were hot and for a split second, you were frozen, watching as his gaze latched onto your own. you could tell he was still chasing away the remnants of his dream, his pupils tiny as he stared up at you unseeingly.
"what-" he choked out, blinking a few times before you saw his pupils dilate. his eyebrows relaxed only a smidgen, hands gripping onto you for dear life.
"baby," you said quietly, still wiping away the tears on his face. "what's wrong?"
he did nothing but look at you, tracing over the planes of your cheeks with his eyes. there was something about the way he stared at you, something vulnerable in the way he nearly appeared to be relying on your touch, your gaze, to cement him to the world. his hands relaxed around your wrists, holding them in a loose manner. he exhaled slowly.
"s'nothin'," he soon grunted out, closing his eyes. his head eased back into the pillow beneath him. you frowned, though he could not see it. he just looked so tired, you noticed, exhaustion lining his features and making him seem like he was holding the weight of the world on his shoulders.
"it's not nothing," you told him, letting go of his face at last and slipping your wrists from his hold. his eyes opened again at the loss of your touch, crimson gaze following you as you shifted so you could lay back down on your side, facing him. "wanna talk about it?"
he looked like he was contemplating it for a second, staring up at the ceiling that danced with the fickle shadows of night. like this, his hair looked almost ghostly, framed with moonlight from the open window of your shared room.
when he simply shook his head, you nodded, letting yourself sink back down completely into the blankets and pillows. he immediately rolled over onto his side, throwing a heavy arm over your waist. you took that as a sign to shift closer, nestling your face into his chest as he buried his nose into your hair.
"you know i'm always here if you need me, right?" you whispered into his torso, your arm wrapping around him so you could hold him tighter. closer. you pretended not to notice the way his grip around you increased, as though if he so willed it, he could meld your body into his forever.
"yeah," he whispered back just as quietly, burrowing himself further into everything that made up you. "i know."
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You are stuck in a loop, you know? You will probably read this and say "oh, yeah, you're right" and keep scrolling. You've been in this damn loop for months,
Wake up.
Damn your reality.
Spend your day on tumblr.
Get motivated for 5 minutes.
Go back to being depressed.
When the night comes back, sleep instead of the void state
Wake up again.
YOU NEED TO FINISH THIS. FINISH IT. STOP SCROLLING. TONIGHT YOU WILL SWITCH INTO THE REALITY YOU WANT.