nini‹𝟹

16 she/her

[naralin]

watching ̗̀➛ one million yen girl 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 nini, ⤷ ˗ˏˋ16 years, loosely documentedˎˊshe/her

mrs. magic to and fro, please give me one last show ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

[naralin]

songs that describe your relationship.

mha multiple x f!reader

kirishima (melting - kali uchis)

➵ your smile ignites just like a candlelight (candlelight) then somehow, I know everything's alright melting like an ice cream when you smile melting, you're a daydream, stay a while

➵ this man is head OVER heels for you. worships everything you say and do.

➵ you're literally just existing, talking about something that happened at work over breakfast. you both don't really get to see each other due to your busy schedules. so the both of you are completely focused on each other. but kirishima even more so, because the early morning sunlight is falling on your face and you're glowing and he just cannot stop staring at you.

➵ he was making coffee as you kept on talking, humming and adding his own comments, reacting to your story without interrupting you. the coffee's ready and he turns around and boom, angel.

➵ he freezes. does not know what to do as you, oblivious to his rapidly deteriorating mental state, keep on talking while he's over here about to start kneeling at your altar.

➵ the cups of coffee are slipping from his hand and one falls to the ground, shattering immediately, breaking the flow of your talking and his trance as you both react at the same time.

➵ "kiri?! what happened? are you okay?"

➵ "shit. i'm okay, stay there. i'll take care of this."

➵ later on, you're both on the couch when he sheepishly admits he dropped the cup because he was distracted by your beauty.

➵ this promptly makes you burst out laughing, you're on the ground clutching your stomach as he rolls his eyes, pouting.

➵ and he's so cute, you pepper kisses all over his face and thank the universe for sending him your way.

bakugou (valentine - laufey)

➵ the first one to ever like me back i'm seconds away from a heart attack how the hell did I fall in love this time? and honestly, I can't believe I get to call you mine

➵ he's the one singing the song.

➵ his whole life, he's been used to girls being too intimidated by him to approach him. he kind of accepted that he'd probably never truly fall in love.

➵ and he was fine with that because he never thought he'd want anything but being the number 1 hero. his career has always been and always will be his first priority.

➵ ...or so he thought.

➵ then you show up and basically, the whole life he pictured for himself is thrown out the window. it all includes you now. his career didn't even try to keep it's rank on his list, quietly stepping away to make way for you.

➵ and suddenly, he's so clumsy and nervous. all his friends either stare in absolute shock or are rendered speechless as laugh after laugh escapes them silently, when they see him as a fumbling, awkward mess when he's with you. there's no in between. it's always one of these two emotions.

➵ he's suddenly so conscious of everything he does. where he places his hand. is he making you uncomfortable? is he rushing things? he's so nervous, it's painfully obvious.

➵ but he's so attentive with you. he always knows exactly what you need. he can read your mind, handing you a hot bag for your cramps before you even let him know about it. getting chocolate and stocking up on pads a few days before your period starts. picking up that dessert you like, just because it was 'on his way'. (it was not. he had to drive an extra twenty minutes to get to the restaurant)

➵ this is mostly only at the beginning of your relationship, of course. after he gets more comfortable with you, your relationship turns into lover girl by laufey instead.

iida (can't help falling in love - elvis presley)

➵ take my hand take my whole life, too for I can't help falling in love with you for I can't help falling in love with you

➵ you cannot convince me that this man is not the most romantic man you'll ever meet.

➵ his love is old fashioned, notes slipped into your hand when you two pass each other at school, pebbles thrown at your window as he calls you to come down for a picnic he set up all by himself (at a perfectly reasonable hour of course and he brings you right back before curfew)

➵ heated eye contact across the room that is filled with so much yearning it almost makes you fall to your knees.

➵ picture jack and rose except jack is much more responsible and rose is less suicidal (or not, that's up to you, he'll love you either way)

➵ he'll bring you a bouquet of flowers every single time he knows he's going to meet you.

➵ soft forehead kisses when no one's looking, the thumb thing, he's a less emotionally constipated mr darcy.

➵ after a long day of walking in heels, he's immediately taking your shoes off your feet and carrying you to the car. he's also the one who slipped the shoes on your feet earlier that day.

➵ communication is key in your relationship. whenever he feels like something is wrong, he is not afraid to sit you down and ask what he can improve on or talk it out if you hurt him in some way.

todoroki (heart to heart - mac demarco)

➵ to all the days we were together to all the time we played a part in each other's lives heart to heart

➵ your relationship is just so raw, and so visceral. with you, he feels cut open, like the deepest parts of his soul are now in your hands and he wouldn't have it any other way.

➵ he's never let anyone in the way he's let you in and now you are literally the oxygen in his lungs, the blood in his veins.

➵ he's so scared of doing something wrong that'll set you off and at first, he's so careful around you. he doesn't share anything about his trauma before but later on, he breaks down in your arms one day after a nightmare.

➵ he's always known he's loved you but then one day, he finds out that he was in love with you too.

➵ it wasn't anything big. you don't even remember it when he tells you about it later.

➵ it was at ua. you'd already started liking him at that point and he'd somehow found out but thought his mind was playing tricks on him. you fell first, he fell way harder.

➵ there was a cat. a cat who somehow had a quirk? well not a quirk, everyone speculated that someone with a powerful quirk had given him the power. but the cat could make bubbles around it's body. it worked like a shield, as durable as leather, it could be broken but only by someone who really wanted it to be.

➵ there was really heavy rain. and everyone was outside playing with the kitten but soon rushed inside to their dorms. uraraka asked if they should take in the cat but then someone brought up how it would've been fine outside anyway and aizawa might get mad if they took it in. (he ended up getting mad at them for not taking it in)

➵ everyone agreed that it could protect itself and walked away, todoroki included, but you hesitated. he watched as you went back and picked up the tiny kitten that'd already erected it's shield around itself.

➵ he was confused on why you'd help the kitten when it was already strong enough to protect itself, putting yourself in possible trouble for something that wasn't even necessary. he asked you and you shrugged and simply said, "just because it can doesn't mean it should have to.

➵ hearts filled his eyes every time he looked at you ever since then and they've never left.

this isn't proofread so please ignore any mistakes. my exams are at large and i just recently got a j🤮o🤮b so life is kinda all over the place. i'll continue my series's sometime in late may trust. but i missed writing so here's a short drabble. ty for readingg, i hope you liked it 🫶🫶

[naralin]

promise - laufey | k.bkg x f!reader

sypnosis bakugou had a reputation for being cruel. yn knew of it, of course. and yet, she'd always believed he'd never turn that cruelty on her. she'd never expected for all his promises to come up empty.

i made a promise to distance myself. took a flight through aurora skies.

you tried to leave him behind. you tired to move on. but how could you when your own head wouldn't listen to you.

it was the first week of dating all over again. all you could think of was him. but this time, the giddy feeling of butterflies in your stomach was replaced with the feeling of a hundred knives ripping into you.

it made no sense. it wasn't fair. you two were supposed to be it. everyone said it. everyone saw it. and yet, all that foresight didn't stop him from slamming that door on your face. it hurt.

because you weren't supposed to be in this position. he had promised you would never be in this position.

you giggled as you felt arms wrap around you, bakugou's hair tickling your face.

"suki! stop, i'm trying to cook. i can't concentrate." you managed to get out between the giggles he kept pulling from you.

"nuh uh. i get to have you now. i didn't get to see my fucking wife in a whole week. so just bear with it," he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, his hair ticklish.

you raised a skeptical eyebrow and turned your head to look at him, "wife? i don't see a ring."

he grinned wolfishly, "don't worry about it. it'll be there soon." before you had time to reply, his hands were on your waist, hauling you up on the counter with a soft laugh from your end.

he cupped your face with one hand as he stepped between your legs, pulling you by your hips into a soft kiss. you melted into it, wrapping your arms around his neck.

this kiss was soft, filled with promise, and the hope of a future where you got to keep kissing him like this, holding him like this. you liked that future.

he pulled back from the kiss and looked at you, his eyes softening. you giggled at the intensity of his stare, "..what?"

"..nothing."

but it didn't feel like nothing with the way he was looking at you, like he wanted to encapsulate this moment in a strip of film and tattoo it onto his skin. in the kitchen aglow with the soft afternoon sunlight filtering through the window, his eyes were that of a worshipper. and you were his religion.

your lips parted, cheeks heated, as he took your hand, his movements soft, reverent as he brought the back of your hand to his lips, not once taking his eyes off of yours.

you couldn't form words.

so he formed them for you.

"..i love you. i'm gonna marry you one day."

you scoffed at the memory. what a fucking joke.

how could he do all that and say all that just to end up being the one to break down everything you'd build with him for so long. all for his fucking career? just how many empty promises had he made?

seriously, what kind of asshole did that. you scoffed, trying to gaslight yourself into believing it didn't bother you.

but it did.

you were supposed to have a ring on your finger. you were supposed to be a wife, for fuck's sake. you weren't supposed to be sitting in your bed, wallowing in misery.

you were supposed to be picking out dresses with your friends, treating yourself to absurd facial treatments, because you only got married once. but he didn't give that to you.

at the end of the day though, none of that truly mattered to you. not really. you just wanted him back. you would be fine if only, he was there beside you.

honestly, i didn't think about how we didn't say goodbye. just see you very soon.

he should have given you some form of foreshadowing. nothing could've prepared you for the way he tore apart all you'd drawn out in your head, your future home with him, your kids, pets. but maybe it would've hurt less if you'd seen it coming.

you still found yourself going back to the day when you seemed to be on top of the world, not the other way around. when katsuki was right there, attainable, not forbidden, yours.

but the world had ended up on top of you anyways.

you tried to find the cracks that he promised were starting to form but you couldn't for the life of you, find any. he had been how he'd always been. kind, attentive, in love.

you'd texted goodnight to each other just the night before. the next day, you went to sleep with tears stains on your cheeks. your damp pillow lit up with the blue light from your phone, displaying the number that'd blocked you.

you couldn't help but scroll through the years preserved in your hand. the arguments, the making up. you missed every part of him.

how had you not seen it coming? no, how could you possibly have seen it coming if he had never once mentioned it?

as time passed, your relationship had changed for the both of you. for you, it was starting to become your whole life, for him, a burden.

so I didn't call you for 16 long days and I should get a cigarette for so much restraint

you tried to beg him to take you back. you stood on his doorstep, the rain a living thing all around you. the cold of it's hands snuck down your body, rivulets of water making you shiver, making you pull your arms around yourself, seeking warmth.

or maybe the rain was offering comfort in the only way it knew how to. feeling cold was better than feeling nothing after all. at least you could feel. it didn't matter though. the rain could wish for it, but it could never replace his touch.

he didn't come out that day, even when the rain had waned and the clothes stuck to you felt like icicles poking right through to your soul. you were a live wire, cut raw, a thread pulled tight.

you had never know him to be cruel.

the cold didn't leave when you arrived home. it seeped into your mind, poisoning  all your memories with him. the chill of the rain didn't hold a candle to him though. he had seen you through his window that day, as you shivered down on his driveway. his eyes were empty. as if they didn't even belong to him anymore, detached from the rest of him.

you realized then that you were looking into the eyes of a stranger.

that had led you to finally wake up. 16 days of sobriety. you went out with your friends, tried to remember your life before bakugou. and you had almost managed to.

you lost yourself in the laughs of your friends, the softness of the fur of the new cat you'd adopted. you were proud of yourself.

you were finally starting to see yourself for once. you took yourself on dates, booking tickets to flights you'd hesitated on booking before.

you should've known better than to think it would last. that sort of naivety had never been tolerated by the world.

no matter how long I resist temptation i will always lose

it started with a dream. you were in paris, an indulgence you'd finally let yourself have. he had promised you he'd take you there himself but once again, the one thing he never failed at doing was disappointing you.

but in your dream, he took you right back to musutafu. you were at ua, all your friends gathered together for a reunion. everyone seemed to be glancing your way that day. it confused you and you'd asked your friends about it.

did you have something on your face? nope.

were there any weird rumors going around about you? also no.

then what was it? why did everyone seem so excited? why was everyone two seconds away from breaking out in song?

you got your answer when he took your hand and led you out to the cheery blossom tree beside campus, where the two of you had had your first kiss, where you lay under the stars, after curfew, holding hands and drawing out your shared dreams in the constellations above you.

he got down on one knee and the world as you knew it, exploded into colour and sound. his face was blurry but that didn't stop you from seeing the face-splitting grin on it. there was a slight tremble in your hands as he held out the velvet box that contained...nothing?

there was nothing in the box in his hands and the joy around you froze. the ring was missing and so was your heart as you woke up in paris.

it was ironic how love was the only thing you couldn't get a hold of in a city that claimed to be so full of it.

i've done the math, there's no solution we'll never last why can't I let go of this?

the yearning went from 0 to 100 after that. everywhere you went, you saw him and you, twirling in his arms under the eiffel tower. he was feeding you gelato under the umbrella beside that cute restaurant. you were holding hands with him as you crossed the road, the you that he loved turned to look back at you, who he hated, her face mocking you, taunting you.

you went back to musutafu the next day. paris had been tainted by him without him ever stepping foot in it.

so I broke my promise i called you last night i shouldn't have, I wouldn't have if it weren't for the sight of a boy, who looked just like you standing out on melrose avenue.

he was a drug and you, an addict, desperately trying to recover. paris was meant to be your rehab.

well, you relapsed instead. you couldn't help it. you called him.

it was his fault for picking up.

idek if songfics are a thing anymore. this is lowkey kind of ass but i wanted to post something so hope you liked itt. also should i make a part 2? tags: @schrodinger-ka-billa

[naralin]

hi there!! I just found your smau "coincidentally yours" I would love to be added to the tag list if possible 💛😀

YAAY OFCC I'LL ADD U RNN <33

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May I be added to your tag list please

of course, i'll add youu

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requests are currently CLOSED.ᐟ (will open sometime after may)

Things i won't write: nsfw/smut incest cannibalism (i've gotten reqs of this before, so i had to mention it) explicit gore

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masterlist .ᐟ

my hero academia ✶⋆.˚

katsuki bakugou coincidentally yours. out of character. one or two meltdowns in the shards of a canvas. JANUS.

more coming soon .ᐟ

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kim sunoo regret.

more coming soon .ᐟ

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coincidentally yours 02: what the fuck.

pairings katsuki bakugou x female reader

genre smau, angst, fluff, strangers to lovers.

series masterlist

previous chapter

lowkey wanna introduce another couple hmmm

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HOW SWEET - female reader x katsuki bakugou

In which two people find their way back to one another.

TROPE: friends to enemies? to lovers

COUPLE: female reader (use of y/n) x katsuki bakugou

WARNING: characters may me ooc, please by kind this is my first fic

BACKGROUND: For as long as he could remember, Y/N was always in Bakugou’s orbit, her innocent admiration serving as silent fuel he’d never admit to needing. Much like Deku, she trailed him, driven by a childish devotion he once tolerated. But as Bakugou grew, he replaced that tolerance with hostility, finding her sunny nature displeasing. When she vanished at thirteen, forced away by her family, his confusing guilt turned into a deeper, bitter resentment. Five years later, their reunion at the school they once dreamed of attending together is a harsh reality, entirely removed from the innocent fantasy of their childhood.

OCs:

Y/N L/N

quirk: chaos magic

she basically has the power of wanda maximoff but before wandavison and she’s not super overpowered (I was too lazy to find a better quirk)

AVANNI TANAKA

quirk: bubble

very similar to gentles quirk, she had the ability to manipulate bubbles and create them however she wants, like a staircase, weapons, etc.

ZULA TSUTSUMI

quirk: force field

can create a force field around what ever she wishes including her body

RUMI TANAKA

quirk: spider

he’s basically just spiderman

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I hope you guys enjoy this story!

also huge huge inspo from @naralin! go check out her account, specifically her bkg x reader fic it’s so good

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new smau we all cheered 🙌

[naralin]

Hello lovelyyyy!! I luv ur writing and I'm wondering if i can be a part of ur coincidentally yours series??

Thankyouu, mwahh

hiii tysmm im so glad u like it and ofcc, i'll add u to the taglist <33

[naralin]

how do you create the text group chat things??

for the twitter accs i use twinote and for the texts i use memi message

[naralin]

hi i love your writing so much 🥹 can i plsplspls be on ur taglist😆😅

hiii tysmmm im so glad u like it and i would love to tag u but i cant if i dont know your user im sorry :(( please just leave a comment under the series u want to be tagged for and ill make sure to tag u thenn <3

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coincidentally yours 01: wait a minute...

pairings katsuki bakugou x female reader

genre smau, angst, fluff, strangers to lovers.

series masterlist

profiles and gc's next chapter

i'm SOO sorry for how long it took me to post this, i swear i meant to get this out like a month ago but then i got insanely busy out of nowhere. also there are a few mistakes in the text plspls ignore those. but anyways i hope u liked it <33 the next update may take a while too i'msorry 💔💔

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regret. kim sunoo x f!reader

synopsis yn felt her emotions as colours. but when kim sunoo leaves and takes all her emotions and colours with him, all that's left is regret.

warnings profanity, angst, major character death.

ever since kim sunoo had known the word crush, he knew he had one on you.

to him, there was no one in the world as beautiful as you. even at age 10, when you were getting used to all the new changes in yourself, he loved the awkward version of you.

he knew the word crush wasn't enough to express what he felt for you. you were the breath in his lungs and the balm on his wounds. you kept him going, simply by existing.

he was smitten since age 6, when his mom introduced you to him, her best friends daughter. and then you two went on to become best friends.

he used to bring you coffee everyday. he brought you flowers every month and you'd laugh and hug him and peck his cheek and it'd all be worth it. he never regretted anything he did when it came to you.

except for one tiny thing.

you two were in a park, your head on his shoulder. you were eating a lollipop as you ranted on about the new geography teacher you hated. sunoo nodded and added in witty comments on cue, making you laugh and his heart fill with warmth.

the warmth of your laugh wrapped around him softly, then went to his head. he didn't know what it was that made him do it.

maybe it was how pretty you looked that day, even more so than usual. maybe it was the softness of your hair on his shoulder, tickling his nose.

maybe it was the slight breeze that was blowing that day, making his head hazy or maybe it was the cozy that you by his side enticed in him. your hand was soft in his as he suddenly pulled away to look at you, a quizzical look appearing on your face, the lollipop in your mouth.

he took the lollipop and set it down, making you raise your eyebrows, "...sun? is everything ok?"

he finally felt the nerves and how he wishes that was enough that day, to stop. he wished he had thought it through more, but every version of him regretted it that day when the words came out, "I like you."

he closed his eyes tight, waiting for your response, still giddy. that feeling was quick to disappear as he opened his eyes to panic on your face and..regret. ouch.

you pulled away from him, looking down, "..sunoo i-"

"no no. its fine. shush. don't say it please. just..forget i did that..please."

you cleared your throat and nodded, looking away.

neither of you ever brought it up again...because after that, the both of you stopped having conversations.

sunoo never really got over the unfairness of it all. every time he thought about it, it never got any fairer.

he would have fine with the two of you being friends again. it would have been fine. and yet, you started distancing yourself. it hurt. no matter how much he tried to gaslight himself into thinking it didn't, it did. it was ripping him apart. his wounds wouldn't heal and his lungs never got enough air.

he tried to get you back. he went to your house and apologized for making you uncomfortable. for ruining things but you wouldn't listen. you never listened. you would just curl into yourself whenever he spoke.

he hated you.

he hated you so much he didn't hate you at all.

he still loved you. his heart was still in your hands, except now it was torn beyond repair.

before, whenever he used to look at you from across the room, he would feel a sense of security was over him. he'd think that everything would be ok.

now all he felt was regret.

your whole life, you felt in colours. some people made you feel anxious in purple, some turned you green with envy, some made you pink with giddy, some even turned you gloomy with black.

sunoo had made you feel iridescent.

he was your best friend ever since you had learned the meaning of the word. unfortunately, you never could really grasp the true value and heaviness that came with the word.

you always complained how sunoo was the sole reason behind your smile lines. he made you laugh so hard once, water came out of your nose. he had felt so bad after and kept apologizing. it was painful sure, but now it a was memory you kept encased safely in your mind.

that day in the park was also another memory that stayed in your mind, except this time, it fought against you to keep it's place.

sunoo had seemed weird that day. you couldn't read him. you put your head on his shoulder, more out of habit rather than actual want. you ranted on about some topic that's long forgotten now. you were nervous that day, your blue confusion mixing with his grey indecisiveness, filling the air, making it hard to breathe.

sunoo was making you nervous for no reason. and you wish you had never found out the answer to that question.

"i like you."

the second he said that, your face dropped. at that moment, you froze. you couldn't understand what colour he was making you feel. and you had no idea what emotion it was. you panicked and it showed on your face. and sunoo was quick to pick up on it.

he quickly retraced his words and begged you to forgot it. and all you could do was nod. you didn't mean your nod though.

you should have paid closer attention though because that colour he was making you feel that day? it was the first and last time you felt iridescent. and it was the colour of love.

it didn't take you long to realize just how dumb you'd been though. soon enough, you started missing him. every time you saw him around campus, all you wanted to do was run up to him and melt into his arms. but you couldn't. and it was all your fault.

the realization crept up slowly. like the warmth of a campfire warming up your body in the middle of winter. but when you finally got it, it was undeniable. the reason you felt like your heart had been wrenched out from your chest was because it had been. you had unknowingly done it yourself that day and thrown it at sunoo.

and then you found yourself pacing your room, your hands in your hair as you ran over the correct words to apologize to sunoo until they became a jumbled mess in your head.

'i'm really sorry for what i did. i know i don't deserve your forgiveness..but i think we should be friends again..more than friends if you want.'

you shook your head, no that didn't sound right. you sat on your bed, nerves filling every inch of you. you missed him and you had the nonsensical urge to ask him for advice on how to confess to him.

it was ironic and silly but you were going insane.

it had been nearly a month without your hugs, your laughs, your touch.

sunoo was one inconvenience away from crashing out in front of everyone, his reputation be damned. he wanted to throw his pride out the window and contact you again.

he sighed and ran a hand through the tumbled mess on his head that he had to call hair. it hadn't looked like hair for a while. he fumbled with his bag while walking to his next class. then, he heard a familiar voice, your voice, and froze.

you were talking with your friend in front of her locker, and suddenly he had to tie his shoes.

"...i know that. of course i do, but at the same time...what i did was really shitty, dina. if i were him, i would not forgive myself."

his heart started skipping in his chest, where you talking about him?

dina shook her had and looked down at her shoes, crossing her arms, "look, something is better than nothing. you should tell him how you feel. you do know how you feel now right? you're a hundred precent certain?"

you nodded and looked out the window, "i'm sure of that... i love him, dina."

he couldn't feel his heart anymore, he couldn't feel anything except the sound of blood rushing to his face. you loved him, you loved...him.

he wanted to go there and pull you into his arms, but he couldn't. he had to give you time, he had to give you space to figure this out yourself.

you finally looked at dina, "i'm gonna tell him tomorrow morning...before assembly."

his face was about to burst with the force of his smile. he quickly walked away, an apology slipped into his pocket for eavesdropping.

you loved him. him. kim sunoo. you, yn, the girl he had been in love with his whole life, loved him back. he wanted to scream it from rooftops.

his smile was permanently tattooed onto his face as he waited for the school hours to end, as he walked out of the gates.

all he could picture was your face when he saw you next. he should go home and put on that new face mask he bought. god, he couldn't wait for tomorrow.

you were still in his mind, like you always were, as he crossed the street too early. your smile in his memory and your words in his ears as the truck came too fast, too soon.

you were his last thought as the truck crashed into him.

"mom! i'm leaving." you checked your reflection in the mirror again, smoothing down your hair, reapplying your lip gloss.

you put your bag on your shoulder, trying to calm your nerves. you were going to do it today. you walked to the front door.

"mom! i'm going!...aren't you gonna say bye?" you huffed. you didn't have time for this. where was she? you walked back into the house, setting your bag down.

you found her on the phone in the room. she was laughing, her shoulders shaking, a hand on her mouth to stifle her giggles. you rolled your eyes, "momm. i'm leaving for schooll..what are you..mom?"

she turned around at the sound of your voice and your words cut off. something was very very wrong. your mom wasn't laughing. she was crying. great heaving sobs that shook her body. she pressed her hand tightly to her mouth, trying to muffle her sobs.

you immediately rushed to her, "mom, what's wrong?! what happened?" she couldn't form words, shaking her head. she handed you the phone. you took it from her, worry and panic and confusion running through you.

you checked the contact. it was...sunoo's mom? what? a chill ran down your spine. your hand was shaking as you brought the phone to your ears.

"..hello? imo? what's..."

"yn..sunoo..he passed away yesterday. a c-car accident.." her voice was shaky and teary. but what was she saying? sunoo...what?

"i'm sorry dear, i have to go now..please.. take care of yourself." the call cut off and so did your brain.

nothing made sense. sunoo and passed away? he was the brightest person in the world. what was she talking about? your eyes snapped to your mother, "what is she talking about? is she lying? what..what type of prank is this?" you grabbed onto her shoulders, "mom..mom tell me it's a prank. mom. mom please. mom."

she just kept shaking her head. why wasn't she saying anything? you could feel the tears in your eyes. fuck.

you ran to the door again, eyes blurry and hands shaky as you fumbled with your bag, getting your phone out. you opened it and clicked on his contact.

[sun <3]

yn please. 1 week ago.

you said we could forget about this. 1 week ago.

can we please just be friends again? 1 week ago.

send me one text please. that's all i need. 4 days ago.

i miss you. 3 days ago.

your eyes got blurry again as you quickly averted your eyes from the texts and hit the call button. one ring. two rings. three. four. five. six.

the person you are trying to reach is current-

you called again.

the person you are-

again.

the per-

one more time.

the person you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. please try again later.

.....

he wouldn't pick up. you never got to tell him you loved him.

you slid down to the floor, your body heaving with sobs as the emptiness finally filled you, the world suddenly grey.

you were tearing apart. this time you couldn't feel any colours. all you could feel was an empty chasm where your heart used to be. all you could feel was regret.

tried something new w this one, i LOVE angst sm so this was fun to write <3 divider by @dxstoeskyvjbess ۶ৎ

[naralin]

out of character. k.bkg x f!reader

synopsis bakugou knows you can handle yourself well enough. he really does. except when you suddenly go out of character, he can't help but drop everything to make sure you're okay. or, bakugou katsuki acting completely in character and scaring the shit out of all the citizens around him to come and "save" you.

warnings profanity, violation of traffic rules.

he was late. it had been an extra rough day, with sudden alerts of robberies and home invasions and so much more flooding through the earpiece in his ears, making him spring into action immediately, going from one situation to the next without taking a second to breathe, barely talking to the citizens who sobbed at his feet, thanking him.

by the time he's able to wrap everything up at his agency, saying goodbye to his sidekicks, he realizes neither of you said a word to each other since the soft 'good mornings' and 'i love you's' the two of you exchanged before leaving for your respective jobs that morning.

he checked the time. you would probably be home by now. he was deep in thought as he walked over to his car, unlocking it and getting in. maybe he would drive by that shop on the way home and pick up the okonomiyaki that you liked.

he was pulling the car out of the parking spot as he sent you a quick text with one hand,

[suki <3]

'picking up some food on the way home.' 1:10 am

he's stuck in a traffic jam a few minutes later as he leans back and looks out the window. he crosses his arms over his chest and tries to control his temper even though he's sure that there is some dumbass somewhere in front of him because no way is there any reason for a traffic jam to occur at this ungodly hour.

he wonders if you're still up and then goes to check his phone. he frowns when he sees his message still on delivered. that's...unusual.

you usually answer in less than a minute and it's been..45 minutes since he sent the message? he can feel the pinpricks of something wrong on the back of his neck, the hair there standing on end, goosebumps all over his arms as well.

he shakes his head to calm himself down. you were probably just taking a shower or something. it's fine. he would wait calmly until the traffic jam ended and then he would go home to you and tell you all about his day as you both ate some good food.

he quickly sent another text though, just in case you missed the first notification. he missed you. though he would never admit the fact and he wanted something tangible from you after working his ass off for so long, be that a 'okk, come back safe.' text or even just a fucking heart on his text.

[suki <3]

'sent me a text so i know you're still alive dumbass.' 1:55 am

he rubbed the back of his neck and set the phone down. you were going to reply soon.

.....

it had been 40 minutes.

you had not in fact replied.

this was a fucking joke. who takes hour long showers??? and especially a girlfriend as affectionate as you, on a day that you were both able to be off work at the same time? you had taken night shifts all week. so, he knew for a fact that you were waiting for this day to come. you couldn't stop talking about how you would cuddle with him and even watch a movie or two.

so what the fuck? where were you???

the uncertainty turned into annoyance fast enough. had he done something to make you mad? were you giving him the silent treatment?

he sighed in frustration, both at you, or more so, the lack of you and also the stupid traffic jam that had not moved a single inch in the past thirty minutes. he was about to loose his 'well behaved law abiding citizen' card that he had painstakingly earned and kept for a sum total of a week, one way or another.

the cars in front of him finally started moving and so great was his relief and minute satisfaction that for a second, he forgot to check your texts.

finally, after ten minutes of freely driving, his happiness dug it's grave at the next congested area.

he banged his head against his steering wheel in defeat when suddenly he remembered another reason for his annoyance.

he opened his phone again, fully expecting to have a bunch of texts spammed from you. so when he didn't, the obvious reaction was full fledged panic. it had been almost 2 hours since you had received his message and you were not at work, so there was nothing stopping you from getting back to him.

the goosebumps were all over his body now as he started spamming you texts.

[suki <3]

'sweetheart wtf.' 2:51 am

'why aren't you answering me.' 2:52 am

'please answer sweets, i'm getting worried.' 2:52 am

'yn i'm sorry for whatever i did but please just sent me one text so i know your ok.' 2:57 am

'baby please.' 2:59 am

'yn this isn't funny anymore.' 3:01 am

27 missed calls from 'suki <3'

'yn.' 3:12 am

he was already out the car, everyone around him exclaiming in shock. various gasps sounded through the air but none reached his ears. he propelled himself into the air with his explosions, a steady chorus of fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckpleasebeokayfuckfuck, playing in his brain.

he was in front of the house door soon, fumbling with his keys. he was two seconds away from blowing the door down when the third key he tried didn't work, but finally the fourth one unlocked the door and he rushed in.

his chest was heaving as he ran from room to room. why weren't you anywhere?

"yn? YN?!"

he skipped through the living room and went into the kitchen, the bedroom, the bathroom, the fucking storage room. where were you?

he made himself still, trying to rack his brains for a logical explanation to prove your absence, when his ears finally announced their presence and he heard the sound of the tv.

his footsteps were light, fluid as he walked towards the living room..where you lay on the couch, a blanket covering your entire body, except your head.

he collapsed on the floor in relief, dragging himself to you, pressing kisses all over your face and every other part of you not covered by the blanket.

"mmm...kats..what? suki..what are you doing?" your voice was sleep heavy and confused as you made no move to stop him.

"i thought you fucking died, dumbass. i was so worried."

realization flooded your face as you giggled, "sorry, my phone was on silent." you smirked and leaned on your elbows to look at him then, "did my cute wittle hubby wubby get so worried he ran here? awww."

he flicked you on the forehead, "shut up woman. i was genuinely debating whether or not i should break down the door." his words made you laugh as you made some space for him to climb onto the couch, cuddling up next to him.

you grabbed your phone on the table beside you and checked his texts, "you actually seemed really worried. i'm sorry i made you worry that bad...oh, you bought food? where is it?"

suddenly, you could feel him freeze up behind you, "it's..in the car."

"ok..soo..can you go get it or..?"

"...i uh..sorta left my car in the middle of the road."

.....

"bro what."

ramadan mubarak everyone <33 updates will be slow for a bit, i'm sorry. my exams are soon and i have to lock in :(

divider by @dxstoeskyvjbess ۶ৎ tags: @paperboatx3

[naralin]

coincidentally yours k.bkg x f!reader

synopsis in a world where, the first ever words that your soulmate says to you are stamped on your body, yn ln has spent her entire life watching all her friends find their soulmates left and right. frankly, she's sick of it and she makes that fact very known by talking about it to anyone who'll listen. but her closest friends know just how desperately she actually wants to find the one whose words were inked on her by fate. then one day, the words she's been desperately waiting to hear do arrive, albeit in a strange way, but there's just one problem. she has no idea who said them.

note: this is a smau where quirks do not exist and the whole story takes place at yuuei university.

warnings will be listed for each respective chapter.

chapters

profiles and gc's !

01: wait a minute...

02: what the fuck.

more coming soon !

first ever smau...kinda nervous. if you wanna be added to the taglist for it, then please leave a comment down below! <3 shell divider from @viviansturns tags: @paperboatx3