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i only know tomura and keigo

you should do another touya samu🙂‍↕️

i hate that mf

(kofi request) brothers who (try to) carry each other

so what if i said i want to get him pregnant!

baby izuku this baby touya that okay sure wtv but have you seen baby tenko

L.O.V.E

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / graphic design / you know toga?

main menu;

level one; graphic design

cw; nothing this chapter, just a little background information to start us off

lost in a daydream, you fail to notice the body dropping into the seat next to yours. it’s only when there’s a thump on the desk that your eyes snapped to the boy who silently entered your space. you recognize him as tomura, you’ve seen him in this class before but never so close.

“sorry ‘s the only seat available.” a glance around the room indicated he’s telling the truth, and given that class started fifteen minutes ago, you’re not surprised.

“no worries, you’re okay.” you smile and he nods, turning his head towards the front where the professor drones on about the next project. 

you attempt to listen, but your gaze drifts back out the window. you really wish you hadn’t let shigs convince you to play another round of league last night, now you can hardly keep your eyes open and you have forty-five minutes left of this class.

“this will be a two person project. it’s forty percent of your grade and will take about two months. you and your partner will work together to come up with a website idea and design the website together. the website will need to meet certain requirements.” your focus hones in on the professor as they begin to explain the project specifics.

“all of the project information can be found online in the class forum under the ‘design a website’ folder. your partners will be the people sitting next to or closest to you, if you do not have a partner please see me right away and i will see what i can do. best of luck to you all, you may use the rest of class time to discuss with your partners.” as the professor finishes speaking, your gaze finds tomura, who is boredly staring at his computer screen, the project information on display as he tilts his head to you.

“i don’t think i know your name.” he speaks quietly, more so than he usually does, and you think you hear a hint of shame or embarrassment in his tone.

“oh! it’s y/n, and you’re tomura, right?” you play it off as a question, in hopes that it’ll make him feel more comfortable, he simply nods again before returning his gaze to the screen.

it’s silent for a while as he scrolls through the project requirements and you debate messaging shigs to ask if he wants to game later. you decide against it as tomura looks to you again.

“it’s pretty straight forward, like the professor said.” he turns the screen in your direction and you think you see a notification for league of legends but it’s gone too soon. you quickly skim over the words written on the screen before looking up and catching his gaze.

“so we basically have to make a business website or something similar?” you notice the way his fingers twitch as his cheek rests against his hand before he nods.

“yeah basically, it can be commercial or personal, as long as it meets the specs set up by the professor.” his fingers slip beneath his jaw to scratch at the side of his neck, you assume it’s an anxious tick so you move your gaze back to the screen.

“yeah that makes sense, like game developers need to make sure the codes are correct before moving on to the next level.” you see his lips quirk up in a small smile and know you’ve succeeded in making him relax.

“yeah exactly! hey, maybe that could be our topic?” his voice takes a more upbeat tone and it makes you beam.

“you and i are going to get along great!” his throat rumbles with a chuckle at your words and your face flushes when your eyes meet.

level one; graphic design completed!

one achievement unlocked; new friend!

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hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm no :3

you should totally read my favourite series of mine i promise i give bakugo and the reader a happy ending

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im going to bed now

oo wait i remember reading this. love it fr it was soo good, i think it was the one that made me follow you

goodnight have a good sleep!

im sowwy

they're gonna be haters in chapters 1-5

and in 6-10 theyre piners

and then in 11-15 they're lovers

chapter 6?? i’m already pining and it’s only chapter 3

free my man bakugo from this prison, it’s literally only three more chapters i just love him sm

oh sorry did i shoot you 47 times in chest /silly

more like 57 wtf how could you do such a thing?? 😩😩

Chapter 03.

♡ twenty three

♡ rivals to lovers / fake dating

♡ cw / tw : sort of angst at the end? moment of panic attack though it's minor

You pressed the doorbell and stepped back with a pleasant hum. “I don’t know why you bother ringing that shit. I always barge in whenever I have to fucking come here.” Bakugo grumbled as you both stood in front of the door to his mother’s studio. 

You looked back at him and scoffed. “That would be the nice thing to do Bakugo. You wouldn’t know.”

“Being nice is for pussies.”

“And here comes the attitude.” You mumbled under your breath.

Bakugo whipped his head around and glared at you, “Do you really wanna go? We can go right here right fucking now don’t test me-”

The front door swung open and a middle aged blond woman stepped out, offering you a soft smile, “Oh so you must be my son’s partner please please! Do come in! He never stops talking about you my dear- oh and shoes at the doorstep darling, are you hungry? Thirsty? Anything my son can get for you? Katsuki! Be a good boyfriend and help your partner out!” Mitsuki Bakugo shouted as she pushed the door open wider, ushering both of you inside her studio.

“God fucking damnit you hag! Shut the actual fuck up! You know we’re not actually dating! And they can handle themselves! I don’t gotta do shit for them!” Bakugo shouted at his mother as he tugged off his shoes.

“Bakugo!” You whipped your head around and glared at him, eyes narrowed into slits. “Watch your fucking language when you speak to your fucking mother goddamn it! I’m not risking losing an opportunity like this all because you couldn’t keep your fucking mouth shut you dumb piece of shit!” You hissed back at him.

Bakugo stared at you.

Mitsuki smiled.

Bakugo grumbled as you stepped into the studio, the tips of his ears flushing a soft red as his mother nudged him and grinned. He rolled his eyes and followed behind you, crossing his arms across his chest and looking around.

The studio was unfortunately - or maybe it was fortunately - the same as he remembered it when he was younger; and throughout all the different parts of his life. 

His mother’s desk was placed in the same shitty corner, and those creepy looking mannequins were still standing in every corner that they could possibly be placed without being knocked over - each one was covered in some sort of fabric, some of the outfits were finished, some were still a mess of stitching and needle work. 

There were things on the floor, scraps of fabric and tape measures and the whole place smelted of baked goods, like the oven had just been turned off and if he squinted - he could see a small Katsuki and Izuku, reaching for the caramel and chocolate chip cookies behind Mitsuki’s back - before two simultaneous wails would break her out of her thought. She would have to end up putting her needle down and pulling her glasses off her face before tending to the two boys, one whom she scolded and the other whom she carefully doted over.

That particular memory brought a small smile to Bakugo’s face.

He looked around more before his eyes met a small area in the back of the studio which he had dubbed “The hero’s corner” as a child. 

When he was younger he would sit on the floor and play with his action figures. When he started school the toys were replaced with notebooks and pens. He remembered one instance, during first year of highschool, where he was perched in his chair, furiously scribbling in his journal, (He was much too prideful to call it a diary) about you. Pages upon pages wasted as he ranted about how much he hated you. 

The strangest part? 

He had a nagging feeling that he really didn’t hate you-

Nope. Not going down that train of thought today. Thanks a lot Eijirou for putting that idea in my head in the first place. I hope you’re hit by a fucking train shitty hair.

“Katsuki are you even listening!” Mitsuki shouted at Bakugo who snapped back to reality, whipping his head back around and glaring at his mother.

“Shut up you hag! I don’t even know why the fuck I’m here! You already have all of my fucking measurements from when I was fucking born why do I gotta be here for?” He snapped back, fists clenched. Every moment he spent with you in his general vicinity was fucking torture and he felt like he was drowning. The smell of your perfume or shampoo or whatever the fuck you were wearing that he was smelling was slowly killing him here. 

"Y'know what fuck it I'm stepping outside for some air. It smells like shit in here. Open a window or something." Bakugo sighed, shaking his head as he stepped outside, sitting on the stairs.

He ran a hand through his ashy blond hair.

“Fucking shit Shitty Hair.” He hissed under his breath.

-

"This is going to suck so much ass." You sighed.

"Yep."

"Why do I gotta do this shit with you?"

"I'd be damned if I knew." Bakugo mumbled.

Your outfit was stunning and damn, did you feel stunning. Mitsuki really outdid herself when it came to the outfit. It was such a shame that it had to be used on Bakugo of all people. You nervously wiped your hands down your outfit, you had been to a few of these gala’s in the past - hero work tended to come with a lot more rubbing shoulders then you had been led to expect. “How long do we have to be doing this?” You whispered, turning to meet Bakugo’s stern gaze as he stared straight ahead. He clenched his jaw and shrugged. 

“Until the press gets what they want I guess.” He mumbled. He didn’t know how long it would take for them to get here - or when they would leave. When they drain us of our blood. For fuck’s sake. I don’t want to be here. I’d rather be at home right now. Or at the gym. Or god knows where.

Bakugo clenched his jaw, his hands gripping the steering wheel as he forced himself to stare straight ahead. It was suffocating being in here. He thought the studio was bad? His sports car was a million times worse.

You were so fucking close. If he turned his head just a little bit to the side he would be able to point out and count each individual blemish on your face. 

The car reeked of whatever you were wearing. 

Again, not in a bad way. But shit - Bakugo was drowning.

Like he had been caught up in a rip and he was trying so fucking hard to swim to the sides - to safety but you were there and you were smiling at him, looking at him with those eyes and you grabbed him by the leg and forced his head under.

The worst part was that he knew it was going to get worse for him.

And it was all Kirishima’s fault. He was the one that planted this stupid idea in his head in the first place - if he had kept his big mouth shut Bakugo wouldn’t be here worrying about mending a broken relationship.

Shit.

You were going to be the death of him.

He sighed as the sleek sports car pulled up the venue. “Let me get the door for you.” Bakugo mumbled.

You rolled your eyes and scoffed. “What a gentleman.” You muttered under your breath as your ‘date’ stepped outside and pulled the door open for you. He reached for your hand but you slapped it away, throwing a glare at him.

“Don’t. I can handle myself.” You hissed under your breath.

Bakugo scoffed and pulled away, rolling his eyes as he leaned back in. “Did you forget? We gotta put on a show for these blood hungry demons society calls paparazzi. I don’t wanna be doing this shit either but it’s not like we have a fucking choice anyways. So pull that fucking stick out of your ass and take my fucking hand.”

You sighed defeatedly and debated your options, mulling a few thoughts in your head before you reached for Bakugo’s hand, holding your piercing glare as he intertwined his fingers with your own. He met your eyes and a silent understanding sparked between you both.

An hour. Tops. In and out. Give the press what they want so they can bump up our image. And then get the fuck out of there.

“Glad to see we agree on something…” Bakugo mumbled under his breath as he led you up the stairs, the flash of the cameras blinding him. A deep scowl etched into his face as he huffed.

You nudged him softly, meeting his gaze. “Smile.” You whispered as you both stepped up against the doors. “And stop stepping on my shoe.” You hissed. 

Bakugo rolled his eyes. 

You both smiled as the cameras flashed away, draining you of your essence. Of what made you both - fundamentally - you.

By the end of the night you would be a piece of gossip. An image on the newspapers. The name rolled off the tongue of a jealous fan. The name whispered in adoration of an obsessive stalker. A name.

A title.

Bakugo’s eyes flickered to your face for a moment before his arm snaked around your waist and gave you a soft squeeze. I’m here for you.

“Are you good?” Bakugo whispered as he led you inside. “You looked kinda out of it.” 

“I hate the paparazzi.” You mumbled as he led you up the stairs. 

“Yeah well. You don’t gotta worry about em too much in here.” He shrugged, letting his arm drop when the flashing lights were out of view. “Chill out with your friends, do whatever I dunno. I’ll text you at eleven to pick you up and go home. Alright?” Bakugo gave you a one over, eyes flickering from your face down to your body and then back up to your face.

The stare made you slightly self conscious. 

Don’t look at me like that. 

You huffed, raising your arms to your chest, nodding as you averted your gaze.

Bakugo stared at you, a small frown tugging at his lips. “Right uh.. Be safe I guess.” He mumbled.

You nodded. “Yea… uh you too?”

-

“You’re out here? Shouldn’t you be inside?” Bakugo’s voice came out as gruff as he stepped out onto the balcony. You didn’t bother turning around as he moved to stand beside you. You took in a deep inhale of the fresh night air.

It was biting against your arms.

“Yea… I got tired of being there. My social battery is a little low today so y'know? I just needed the space.” You mumbled, not bothered to explain your reasons for staying outside to the likes of Bakugo.

He merely nodded as he wordlessly stared up at the sky. “Can I ask you something?” 

“You already did.”

“Something else idiot.”

You snorted, covering it up with a cough. “Yea go ahead.” 

“You hate me.”

It wasn’t a question. It was an observation. 

You hated Bakugo. 

You hated his ego. 

You hated his pride. 

You hated the way he made you feel like a pebble in his path to success. 

You hated his anger. 

You hated the way he had changed. 

You hated how he tried to remedy things. 

You hated the way his eyes sparked. 

You hated the way he spoke to you - so soft and delicate, like a flower losing its petals.

You hated him.

A chill ran up your arms, and you rubbed them softly. Did I forget my coat in the car? I got so worked up over the whole gala I forgot my coat!

You were about to curse out loud at your stupidity - but before you were able to, you were enveloped by a soft caramel scent mixed with something spicy? Cinnamon?

“You’re shivering.” Bakugo pointed out. “You left your coat in the car.”

You huffed, pulling his suit jacket closer. “Thanks…” You mumbled looking up at the sky. “Do you… like the stars?” You looked over at Bakugo who was staring up at the inky void. The light pollution was annoying, you could barely see a thing, but the small little dots that you did see would lift your spirits anyways.

Even if most of them were dead.

“I do.” He nodded. “You didn’t answer my question.” He turned to you. “Do you hate me?”

You went silent for a moment, pulling the jacket closer and looking back up. “Yea.”

“Yea. I think… I hate you.”

-> Masterlist

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me going back over my reblog and realize i, in fact, did add nanami and actually got an 84% with him 🫠

i see you and ur daddy issues

i got 88% with nanami too but i was too ashamed to further showcase my daddy issues 🫣

Take my quiz -> If you were a horror weird girl, what would happen when you finally snap?

L.O.V.E

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / the streamers / graphic design

game start up;

the streamers

tomura;

- 22 year old university student, graphic design major but also takes an art class

- games and streams, plays with reader but doesn’t know that they share a class bc they’ve never seen each others faces

- lives with dabi and spinner both, toga comes over a lot with ochako

touya (dabi)

- 23, dropped out of college to spite his father, manager at a record shop, works with spinner

- plays bass and sometimes streams with spin and toga if he’s feeling sociable

spinner (shuichi);

- 23, never attended college but works at a record shop with dabi

- plays drums and stream when he feels like it, will have touya play bass and a yoga sing occasionally

toga;

- 20, dating and lives with ochako, nursing student in uni, paid work study at the hospital to earn credits for class

- sings on streams while touya and spinner play their instruments

- friends with reader and tomura, knows they play together but is keeping it a secret from them

- doesn’t know reader and tomura share a class together though

the chats and groupchats;

1) a gamer and his musicians👾

- shigs main groupchat, literally uses it for everything unless he want to individually talk to them

- only talks to reader as shigs on discord

- talks to reader as tomu on messages

- we’ll see the different dynamic between the two in the next chapter

tag list; [open]

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

mutual tags; @shigarakislaughter, @chaoslibra, @sexylexy12

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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

tag list; [open]

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

mutual tags; @shigarakislaughter, @chaoslibra, @sexylexy12

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L.O.V.E Masterlist

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

photo credits; pinterest and my moot kenzie

college is hard, gaming is fun, but when you get partnered with tomura, the quiet boy in your graphic design class, for a project you find that not ever thing is as it seems. but don’t worry, your secret crush and online gamer buddy, shigaraki, is always willing to listen to you yap about your day. it becomes a problem when you start to develop feelings for tomura. you’ve started a new game, one called L.O.V.E, can you beat it?

L - learn the rules

O - own your skills

V - view your stats

E - enter next stage

game start up;

the gremlins (y/n’s group)

the streamers (tomura’s group) {credits to kisa for tomura’s username}

game one main menu; (written chapters marked with 🎮)

level one; graphic design 🎮

level two; you know toga? 🎮

level three; a day with tomu 🎮

level four; your voice is my safe space 🎮

level five; new character unlocked

level six; chance meetings 🎮

level seven; cold soba

level eight; party animals

level nine; drink away the pain 🎮

level ten; going home with tomu 🎮

game two main menu;

level eleven; dr. tomu and nurse shoto

checkpoint;

#1; nighttime call w shigs 🎮

#2; touya's staring problem 🎮

#3; keigo lore 🎮

#4; streamers, musicians & 2 adults

the title is taken from undertale (the opening scene with flowey) but the letters stand for something different with this smau.

checkpoints are behind the scenes, they’re not completely part of the canon plot, just little looks into their lives.

disclaimer; i use my old phone for the twitter profiles and my current one for the smaus so the emojis will look different. and each chapter will contain its own warnings.

taglist; [open]

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

mutual tags; @shigarakislaughter, @chaoslibra, @sexylexy12 , @seijuroww

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i see you and ur daddy issues

i got 88% with nanami too but i was too ashamed to further showcase my daddy issues 🫣

no pressure tags; @chaoslibra @rueclfer @ezra1ezra

Decided to do a few of my selfships (and a few others) but yea!! this is gonna be a tag game >:)

Mutuals Tagging : @bloomstream - @samm1e13 - @kawoala - @kenzdolls - @sunnymain - @shigarakislaughter - @tokeposts - @havemyheartt

adding fuel to the epic x mha agenda

congrats on the 250! this is such a cute little event <3 may i politely ask for hitsohi?

"you know the party's inside right?" his voice comes from behind me, i simply shrug and keep my gaze on the stars. "yeah but the stars are out here with the quiet." he hums, moving to stand next to me and we watch the stars together for a bit. "getting too overstimulated?" he asks softly nudging me with his arm. "yeah i just wish my brain would shut up sometimes." there's a knowing smile on my face as i lean my head on his shoulder while he lets out a low chuckle. my smile grows as suddenly my brain does it exactly that.

i came up with this on the spot, just started writing and let my fingers take the lead. i'm thinking romantic but it can be platonic. thank you and again this is adorable, i love seeing everybody else's.

Troupe : Birds of a Feather [ @samm1e13 ]

-> Relationships, particularly romantic ones, tend to thrive when the people involved are similar. People are simply more likely to get along if they share common interests, values, beliefs, and goals. Thus people with similar personalities will often flow together easily.

Confess my love? The thing that killed my friend Castiel from Supernatural?

pres hawks goes trending accidentally when he tags secretary y/n with this tweet on the main acc instead of his priv

how are we all feeling after today ???

Ari's 250 Follower Event

Thank you guys so much for 250 it's actually mental. I love all of you and I'm chewing you rn. You taste like takis.

How to enter:

For this event, it's going to be really simple. You, my lovely little sponge will send me (cool) a small drabble about you and any MHA character. It can be platonic or romantic. But do be reasonable here, don't send me shit about Eri and tell me it's romantic because I'll skin you alive and suck your blood.

What I'll give you:

You'll be given a 9 photo moodboard of you and your f/o. A small 10 song playlist for you. And a typical troupe I think will fit you.

You can send in up to three different characters.

Other Info:

Submissions will only count from 19 of March to the 31 of March. Any submissions that are sent after the deadline will be deleted. Also please be patient. I do have a life outside of Tumblr.

Anon requests are allowed but make sure you tag off with an emoji so you can find it. All entries are given the "event 💥" tag so you can find what you're looking for.

Regular Pinned Post

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do i add you to the taglist lmao

omg yess pls plea ples

up to date you say?

well well well

heres a wip for you

When he was younger he would sit on the floor and play with his action figures. When he started school the toys were replaced with notebooks and pens. He remembered one instance, during first year of highschool, where he was perched in his chair, furiously scribbling in his journal, (He was much too prideful to call it a diary) about you. Pages upon pages wasted as he ranted about how much he hated you. The strangest part? He had a nagging feeling that he really didn’t hate you-

Nope. Not going down that train of thought today. Thanks a lot Eijirou.

ahhhhh lemme eat this real quick. mhmmm yummy, we love an instigating eijirou. he really is a shit starter 🙂‍↕️

Chapter 02.

“So.” Bakugo sighed, meeting your eyes.

“So.” You echoed, averting your gaze.

“You two both need outfits for the gala.” Tommie said pointedly. “Wren and I-” ‘Bakugo’s PR manager’ you recalled, she was there when you had grabbed the man and almost began fist fighting with him in his office, “Have decided that you should both be wearing matching outfits.” 

The mere thought of wearing anything matching with the likes of Bakugo has you wanting to claw your own arms off. Clearly Bakugo is more composed than you since he just inhales sharply and rubs his forehead with his hand.

“Right… so… where are we getting these outfits done up exactly?” Bakugo sighed, looking at Tommie who waved his hand absentmindedly at the pro’s face.

“Oh y'know… Mitsuki… Bakugo…”

“Are you FUCKING-”

Bakugo ran a hand across his face and he groaned. He tossed his phone across his bed, watching it hit against his bedside lamp and stop moving on his bedside table. Kirishima’s text glared at him from behind his eyelids.

‘Your crush on them.’

He was being ridiculous. That’s right. All of the bright red hair dye has seeped into his skull and started fucking around with his brain cells. He didn’t have a crush on anyone, he didn’t fucking have time for that shit anyways.

In his very humble and not at all biased opinion, love was: 

A waste of time.

Overrated.

Not in Bakugo's best interests.

Not in Bakugo’s plan to become the number one hero.

Too much effort.

Too much work to maintain.

Could potentially cause emotional turmoil.

Usually have unrealistic expectations.

So why did the idea of being in love with you have such an affect on him? It didn’t make any sense. He was probably just hungry or tired or- y'know what it didn’t matter much anyways. He had shit to do, stuff to get done. Shit on his plate he needed to deal with.

Bakugo sat up from his seat on the bed, fist bunching up the sheets around him. He looked longingly at the suit being hung up in his closet. 

This is going to be one long fucking month.

-> Masterlist

taglist [OPEN] : @luvseraphh - @tlissablr - @havemyheartt - @smelliottle - @sakurayashiro - @peachesvault - @qyuin - @kaidostwin - @wonubby - @moochiwoochi - @coldnightshark - @strawberry-wine320 - @kalulakunundrum

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twenty three.

You hated Katsuki Bakugo. And he hated you back. Ever since you both butted heads back in highschool it'd been a constant back and forth between you both. It's only when you graduate and slowly drift apart from eachother - that you can finally breathe. Until you're back into his line of sight and working alongside him - courtesy of his lovely PR team. And then your PR teams decide that it'd be best for both of your reputations - that you both start a fake relationship. And it sounded stupid but now it's kinda working? So maybe it's just best that you play along...

♡ rivals to lovers / fake dating

♡ cw / tw : alcohol, cussing, suggestiveness, g/n reader, will include written parts

♡ currently in progress

كاتسوكي - baby's only twenty three. - باكوغو

⠀ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏  ͏ ͏ ͏ ⠀⠀( 23 - Chase Atlantic )

Meet the cast !

-> Bakusquad

-> Dekusquad

── ACT ONE.

Chapter 01.

Chapter 02.

Chapter 03.

Chapter 04.

Chapter 05.

── ACT TWO.

tba.

── ACT THREE.

tba.

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hi thinking about nanami

Dabi sketch cuz it’s been a while since the last time I sketched him.

Sorry for infodumping about my special interest out of nowhere, you said a keyword and it activated my unskippable dialogue