sedy

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⋆˙⟡ heya its sedy :D im an 18yo student that loves to gush about my hyper fixations

⋆˙⟡ this is a side blog ! my main one is more haikyuu centered -> @ohgodthevoices

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Beelzebub noticed your perfume change

tags : beel x gn!reader, fluff, readers wears vanilla perfume lol, sweet himbo beel, short story, awkward flirting,they flirt like middle schoolers lol it’s cute, headcanon

a/n : i know this is an mha only page but i swear coming back to old fandoms i was in makes me wanna write again 😭

Dinner at the house of lamentation was getting boring, so why not change it up a bit ?

The brothers decided to throw a party with no real reason to be partying for, cus who said you needed a celebration to celebrate ? Barbecue, cake, snacks, the table was full of various drinks and foods.

The brothers were scattered everywhere, some were grilling, some were chilling, talking, and some were already eating. Beel took a sit next to you—mostly because you had the most strategical place, right in the middle were everything was within reach, but hey he did also enjoy your company.

Between the distant chirping of crickets and the loud conversations around you, the two of you sat in silence. Beel, meanwhile, was far more focused on planning the perfect eating order: steak first, then sausage, maybe a few slices of pizza to wash down with some soda, and finishing it all off with cake—or pie, or maybe both.

You, on the other hand, searched for something—anything—to talk about. You knew Beel wasn’t much of a talker, but the lively atmosphere of the party made you want to fill the silence. Setting your fork down, you opened your mouth to speak.

“So, what do you think o—”

“Where’s the vanilla cake?” Beel said, his mouth half full as he prepared his dessert plates

“i dont think there’s a-”

“Smells like cream vanilla cake, do you know where it is ?”

He looks at you, aloof as ever, completely unaware that interrupting you was exactly what had earned him that fondly exasperated look on your face. Either way you look around searching for this cream vanilla cake, you and Mamoon were on dessert duty after all and you don’t remember seeing any cream vanilla cake.

As you turned to break the disappointing news about the nonexistence of the cake, you were met with Beel far too close for comfort, quietly sniffing your hair. You stopped in your tracks, lips parted, but the words caught in your throat—too confused and flustered to speak. Only then did you notice the air, suddenly feeling warmer than usual, even for Hell. You were barely able to say a word before he cut you off yet again-

“you smell like vanilla cake”

He looked at you as if he was not noticing the proximity between you, simply puzzled as to why you smelled like a sweet treat, despite your disorientation, you managed to get the words out

“that’s… probably my new perfume you’re smelling, it is cream vanilla scented so i guess i do smell like cake huh”

Beel didn’t seem bothered at all by the way you were still processing what had just happened. If anything, he looked… satisfied. Not in a smug way. Just in that quiet, simple way of his, like things were making sense in his head even if they made none in yours.

“Still smells like vanilla cake” he said again, “makes me crave it”

You let out a small laugh. “You’re really stuck on that.”

“It’s good.”

“…my perfume?”

“Yeah.”

he went back to his plate like the conversation was already over. You stayed there a second, stirring your drink, watching him eat like nothing could really pull his attention away for long. The party around you was loud in every direction—someone cheering, meat sizzling on the grill, glasses clinking, laughter spilling over each other. Beel reached for another plate, then paused.

“You’re not eating.”

“i am.”

“You’re not.”

You glanced down. Your plate was still half full.

“I was talking.”

He nodded like that made sense, then slid a piece of meat onto your plate without asking. You blinked at it.

“…you just decided that?”

“Yeah.” You didn’t argue, just picked it up and ate it,i guess he tends to forget not everyone has an appetite as large as his. Beel watched for a second, then went back to his food. A few seconds passed. Beel was already halfway through his second plate when he suddenly slowed down, like something in his head had caught up with him a bit late. He glanced at you. Then at your drink. Then back at you.

“You like sweets,” he said. It wasn’t really a question. You blinked.

“Yeah… I guess? I mean, who doesn’t.” Beel nodded like that confirmed something important.

“Okay.” Then he just kept eating.

You waited a second, expecting him to add something, but he didn’t. what an odd guy… So you went back to your plate, shaking your head a little. A few minutes passed like that—forks, noise, grill popping in the background, someone yelling about sauce ratios. Then Beel spoke again.

“You smell like vanilla cake,” he repeated, same tone as earlier, like he was reporting a fact he couldn’t ignore. You let out a small breath through your nose. “You already said that.”

“I know.”

“…and?” He paused, thinking. You could actually see him thinking this time, which was rare enough to be noticeable. “nothing” he said finally. You stared at him.

“That’s your whole thought process?” Beel nodded once like that settled it, then added, slower,

“I like it.” That made you pause for half a second longer than you wanted to admit.

“Oh” you said, quieter, then cleared your throat and looked back at your plate like it had suddenly become very interesting.

“i..i’m glad you like it !” Beel didn’t react to your reaction. He just kept eating, calm as ever, like he hadn’t just dropped that sentence into the middle of everything.

A few bites later, he shifted slightly closer as he reached across the table again, this time aiming for something right in front of you. His hand hovered for a second like he was considering something, then he spoke again, a little slower than usual.

“You’re… easy to find.” You looked up at him.

“I’m sitting right next to you.”

“I know.”

Silence.

Then he added.

“Still easy.”

You huffed a quiet laugh. “That’s not really a compliment.”

Beel paused, fork halfway to his mouth. He looked at you like he was re-evaluating the sentence.

“It is,” he said eventually, like he’d decided on it. “For me…i like that you smell like cake.” It looks like he wanted to say more but settled on that.

You didn’t really know what to say to that, so you just shook your head a little, smiling into your drink. Beel watched that for a second. Just a second. Then went back to eating like nothing had happened as two of his brothers finally joined the table. You could swear you saw the slightest hint of a blush on his cheeks…

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MHA boys and their love lives !

tags : bakugou, denki, deku, shoto x gn!reader (separately),

a/n : this is very vague but it’s basically how i think they would perceive being in a rs/ their rs status or the type of relationship they would have !

── .✦ bakugou

i wouldn’t say that bakugou is aromantic but it’s more like it was never a priority, he never really thought about it, had a certain type or considered dating anyone. bakugou is a very career-oriented person, he wouldn’t want any dating to get in the way of his hero work.

however i think he might start to think about dating once his career is stable, not that hero work will ever be a stable job but getting home to an empty house does make him feel a bit lonely after a bad day.

but once he actually finds someone, he would settle pretty fast, marriage and kids would come pretty rapidly because why waste time ? he would care deeply about his partner even if his initial coldness would stick at first but he will open up over time.

── .✦ deku

deku has always been a bit shy and distant with the whole dating scene, if he does find a partner, he wouldn’t be the one taking the first step. deku would just stare at their crush hoping they get the hint and come talk to him.

however when he does find a partner, he might be a bit clumsy at first, not knowing exactly what to do or say, but he would ‘study’ how to date by watching romcoms or reading romance mangas

that’s why i think he would be the picture perfect boyfriend, everything he does or say is straight out of a cliché romance movie

── .✦ denki

for denki, dating is definitely something that interests him—not that he gets much success— but you will find him flirting here and there without much hesitation. he has some experience but he will mostly end up disappointed because he’s always seen as a bit ‘too much’

he’s a very passionate guy and what you’d call a hopeless romantic, he does flirt around with no real goal but that’s only because everyone’s doing that. denki however does yearn for a long term passionate relationship.

i think after graduating denki would simply stop all of that and simply wait for the one, not that he lost hope but he did kind of give up on dating thinking it wasn’t for him…

── .✦ shoto

shoto is kind of in the same boat as bakugou, but the problem is that he’s oblivious to flirting unless you tell him head on that you’re interested in him. i think his only dating experience would come from blind dates set up by his friends to get some action in his life.

shoto’s first actual experience in falling in love would start by him clearly liking them and not even realizing until he hears one of his friends talk about their own experience and suddenly everything clicks in his head. he would then be very awkward around them but he’d definitely gather up the courage to ask them out.

his way of dating is definitely a lil old schooly, he would insist on meeting the parents , taking slow steps and he’d probably be a bit adamant about physical touch but again, just give him some time.

a/n : i’ve been so busy with college i feel like i haven’t written anything in ages but yea gotta stop trying to get a degree and focus on fanfics so here’s a lil thing i wrote at 3am so excuse any spelling mistakes lol

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if i made a pr manager reader x pro hero bakugou long slow burn fic would yall read it 😞

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The hopeless romantic fic scratches tf outta my brain. I’ve always had a headcanon that katsuki is not only a hopeless romantic, but also likes to be romanced and pampered. He’d never admit that tho 👀👀👀

omg that makes me so happy, i was already itching to write more hopeless romantic katsuki and u just gave me that lil inspo i needed 😭 may you never turn into a worm 🙏

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A kid had a kitty in the park and ofc I had to take photos...

EVERYONE PAUSE AND APPRECIATE THE KITTY

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hopeless romantic bakugou x gn!reader

tags : pro hero bakugou x gn!reader, headcanons, fluff, a tiny bit of angst, bakugou is confused, bakugou is bad at feelings, he’s a romantic at heart, bless him <3

hopeless romantic teen!bakugou that always rejected any type of romance because he thought it wasn’t for him

hopeless romantic teen!bakugou that would scoff when he saw a happy couple while scrolling on his phone

hopeless romantic teen!bakugou who would dismiss the subject as soon as love came into the discussion because if he can’t have it, then it doesn’t exist

hopeless romantic teen!bakugou who avoided physical touch like it was the plague but craved it like it was a need to survive

hopeless romantic bakugou who promised himself to never be fully vulnerable until he found the one

hopeless romantic bakugou who’s guilty pleasure is watching corny romance movies. even if they disgusted him as a teen, bakugou realized that his resentment towards love was nothing but confused feelings he was too young and frustrated to understand

hopeless romantic bakugou that actually felt hurt when he realized that his friends were settling down with their partners and that he was still single with almost no experience. not because he deemed himself unworthy of love, but because his vision of it is so idolized that he struggled with settling down for something ‘casual’

hopeless romantic bakugou who would play the brave knight in shining armor in his backyard by himself when he was a kid and pretend he’d save the prince/princess so they could live together forever

hopeless romantic bakugou who fantasizes about a meet cute

hopeless romantic bakugou who saved you from a villain and brought you (unconscious) to the hospital. he thought you were cute sure, and he did want to stay until you woke up..but he still had a job to do, so he left his number for you.

hopeless romantic bakugou who was reassured when you texted him, thanking him for saving you. he wanted to keep talking, to tell you that he thought you were cute and that he wanted to hang out some time. but his ego wouldn’t let him, his stupid ego that he hated so much, the same ego he hated because it wouldn’t let him be honest and express his feelings to anyone.

hopeless romantic bakugou who thought he missed the chance to get to know you and reassured himself saying that it wasn’t meant to be, even if he started noticing you everywhere he went..

hopeless romantic bakugou that wouldn’t miss his chance a second time when he saw you walking home alone at night, he insisted on escorting you, saying it was his job as a pro hero to make sure you were safe.

hopeless romantic bakugou who actually started texted you after that night, staying up and ruining his perfect sleeping schedule because your discussions were just too good to be stopped

hopeless romantic bakugou that felt warmth in his chest and a genuine smile creep up on his face when he received your notifications on the job asking him to stay safe

hopeless romantic bakugou’s inner child who was glad to be your knight in shining armor the day he saved you

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deku has a very idealized vision of what love and being together means.

for him loving came so naturally, from family to friend to relationships , he never played games or played hard to get. deku was always genuine about his feelings, maybe a bit shy at times but honest for sure.

he always viewed himself as a nerd with a dream and nothing more, he doesn’t exactly value himself much. so when it came to love, he’d go all out just to have a chance— a glance from his beloved.

deku was nothing but caring and loving, his life was basically revolved around making other feel happy and safe. and now in his relationship, it was all about making his partner feel like the center of his world— because they were.

for deku, his partner is nothing less than his all..the reason he’d look forward to seeing someone in his bed when he woke up, and the last thing he thought about before drifting to sleep.

he doesn’t like arguing about anything, it hurts him way more than it would an average person. why bicker if he could just say yes and do things their way ? even if it meant he’d be in an uncomfortable spot for a minute, he’d avoid conflict like it’s the plague. whatever to make his partner happy.

if you ask him about his dream date, he’d say he’d like to simply hold hands and walk through a fair or a festival, eat some nice things and have some nice chats, nothing more, nothing less. hes a simple guy at heart.

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Hii! Are you okey? I was doing a follower check up (mostly to see if they were active/inactive and what's new) and saw you haven't posted in 4 weeks so I just wanted go check in. It's okey if you don't want to talk about it. Have a good day!!

oh mygod it’s so sweet of you to check up !! i’m doing great but to be completely frank with you, going thru exam season drained me of all inspo lmao T-T but i’m always motivated to write and i’m just waiting to get inspired again :D

i hope you and everyone else are doing amazing <3 and i hope you have a good day too !!

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PLS PLS PLS MAKE A MEETING SHOTOS FAMILY FIC I NEVER SEE ANY OF THEM 🙏

I literally love the way u write Shoto

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Meeting Shoto’s family | prohero!shoto x gn!reader

tags : pro hero shoto x gn!reader, mostly fuyumi and natsuo, fluff, shoto is very aloof but we love that, new years dinner, not proof read

word count : 1.8k

a.n : i had fun with this one lol so thank you so much for your request !!

shoto didn’t want to make his relationship public, so except his closest of friends, no one really knew you or even knew he had a partner.

that was sure annoying at times since shoto doesn’t get a hint when someone is flirting with him and usually doesn’t end the conversation, but you knew he did that for your own safety from all the medias.

so it was only when he took a very awkward selfie of the two of you— an almost constipated expression on his face, holding his phone with both hands like a father taking a picture, and sent it to his sister asking if you could join on their new year’s celebration— that his family finally learned about your existence.

shoto’s phone was blowing up the next 40 minutes or so, mostly his sister asking about you, your favorite food and dessert… you were nervous, sure, but fuyumi’s enthusiasm was definitely helping, you knew the rest of his family wasn’t like that but you still hoped somehow endeavor would be secretly chill.

still, when the day finally came and you were standing in front of the todoroki household—gift bag in hand, dressed in something that screamed “respectable but please still like me”—you couldn’t help the nerves climbing up your spine.

“last chance to pretend you forgot me at home,” you whispered. shoto glanced down at you, completely unfazed. “too late. fuyumi’s watching from the window.”

he wasn’t wrong. the door opened before either of you could even knock.

“YOU MUST BE Y/N!!” fuyumi beamed, launching forward to engulf you in a hug so sudden it nearly knocked the gift bag out of your hands. “i’m so glad you came! oh my god. you’re real. you know for a second a thought shoto photoshopped you in the picture.”

“why would i do that” he furrowed his brows,stepping into his home and taking his shoes off. you followed his actions a bit overwhelmed but still trying to keep up the polite and respectful act.

te house smelled like grilled meat and expensive furniture. it was quiet, warm, and intimidating in a subtle, rich-people way.

you barely had time to take your shoes off before someone else appeared around the corner—tall, broad-shouldered, and immediately recognizable.

endeavor.

your body tensed involuntarily, like your survival instincts kicked in. he nodded stiffly.

“welcome.” shoto didn’t say anything, just stepped a little closer behind you, like his presence would shield you from any lingering tension in the room.

“hi… thank you for having me,” you managed politely, though you weren’t totally sure your voice came out.

endeavor nodded again. the silence that followed was suffocating. you could feel Shoto regretting everything.

“anyway!” fuyumi saved the moment with a clapping gesture. “dinner’s almost ready, you can go sit in the dining room !”

dinner was… surprisingly normal. since his father left due to a work related emergency, the discussion seemed to be much more open.

at one point, fuyumi leaned over with a warm smile and asked how you two met. you blinked and said, “oh, at a coffee shop actually.”

“she yelled at me,” shoto added, like he was just stating the weather. “i did not yell at you,” you said immediately, glaring at him with no real heat.

natsuo raised an eyebrow. “this sounds promising.”

“she cut the line,” shoto continued, between two bites. you turned to him, raising your eyebrows “okay, wow. no that wasn’t it” he looked at you, calm as ever.

“there was a clear order. you broke it.”

“i was literally just going to grab a straw.”

“you had intent in your posture.” natsuo laughed while his sister clapped her hands like this was the best dinner she’d ever seen.

you rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling. “anyway, he accused me of cutting, i told him to mind his business, and then five minutes later he offered to pay for my drink because he ‘felt bad about the misunderstanding.’”

“i did,” shoto said, already sipping his tea like none of this was unusual. “you were wearing a shirt that said ‘caffeine and violence.’”

“…and?”

“i was scared.” he went back to eating as if he didn’t just admit that.

after dinner, you all insisted everyone help clean up, which turned into shoto getting kicked out of the kitchen for trying to load the dishwasher wrong.

“how do you even mess it up that bad?” natsuo muttered, yanking a plate out. “you put a bowl in the plate rack.”

“It fit,” shoto replied simply, as if that were the only criteria.

you were drying dishes nearby, biting your lip to stop yourself from laughing. honestly, it was endearing. shoto could calculate the trajectory of an ice attack down to the centimeter but apparently couldn’t grasp modern appliances.

eventually, you were shooed into the living room with a mug of tea, tucked beside shoto on the couch while fuyumi and natsuo bickered over whether or not anyone wanted dessert.

the tv was on in the background playing some new year’s countdown show, all loud music and glittery stage lights. you leaned into Shoto a little, warm and full and weirdly at peace for being in the house of japan’s most emotionally complex family.

“they like you,” he whispered, you turned to him. “yeah?”he nodded “i can tell. fuyumi didn’t start stress-cleaning, and natsuo only insulted me twice.”

you laughed and leaned your head on his shoulder. “I like them too, they’re nice.”

there was a pause.

“…did you really tell fuyumi my favorite food?”

shoto didn’t answer right away. then: “i made a powerpoint.” you blinked. “you what?”

“for her,” he added casually,his eyes on the tv. “so she’d be prepared. she asked for a list of things you like, so I made one. it had slides.”

you stared at him. “you powerpointed me.” he nodded, entirely calm. “It had transitions.”

youwould’ve teased him, but honestly, your chest just swelled with affection so fast it kind of short-circuited your brain.

the countdown on the tv hit ten. fuyumi ran back into the room, waving sparkling cider and glasses, while natsuo complained about missing the remote.

everyone gathered around for the final countdown, and when it hit midnight, the room filled with cheers, clinks of glass, and confetti from god knows where (you suspected fuyumi).

shoto turned to you, eyes soft, and asked—completely monotone—“would it be appropriate to kiss now?”

“let’s not do that here yeah ?” you smiled at him as he nodded not really trying to understand why but he accepted it.

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Unsent Project | Part 2

tags : Bakugou/Denki x f!reader (separately) college au, fluff n angst, hurt/comfort, smau with some written parts, bakugou is bad at feelings and a lil toxic, two endings, denki has more character depth, baku squad as student council

a.n : bit of a filler episode already ik im sorry but it is very much needed 😔

<- previous part next part ->

you reached the admin building a few minutes early and leaned against the wall, aimlessly scrolling through your phone. your mind was already spiraling. what if the walk was awkward? what were you even supposed to say? you didn’t know anything about him—he didn’t know anything about you. maybe it’d be a chance to get to know each other… maybe it’d be a chance to get to know each other or maybe it’s a total flop and-

you looked up, startled, as denki practically bounced over to you, grinning like you’d been friends for years. he waved, then came to a stop right in front of you—way too close for a first time interaction.

“uh—yeah?” you blinked. “how’d you recognize me?”

“oh,” he said, scratching the back of his head like he’d just been caught. “you just… look like someone who’d be named y/n.”

“names have vibes now?” you raised a brow, pushing off the wall to catch up as he started walking, completely unfazed.

“they totally do,” he said without missing a beat. “i like to match names to faces when i get bored in class. makes lectures more fun.”

you gave a short laugh, half surprised at how naturally the conversation was going. he didn’t seem the type to let silence settle for long. he was bright—like, human-sunbeam bright. the kind of person who strikes up conversations with strangers in line at the convenience store.

you, on the other hand, were still a little stiff. being around people who all already knew each other made your chest feel a bit tight. but denki made things feel lighter. easier.

and if the rest of the group was anything like him, maybe this day wouldn’t be so bad after all.

“there’s probably a student here who does music, maybe we could ask them instead of just playing songs off the speakers?” you suggested, glancing over at mina.

the meeting had been going on for a couple of hours now. it wasn’t exactly productive—felt more like a casual hangout than anything official—but you didn’t really mind.

what surprised you the most was how quickly you’d settled in. mina was sitting cross-legged on the couch next to sero, who was mostly scrolling through his phone. kirishima was leaned back against the armrest, and you and denki were both comfortably settled on the carpet, the table sitting infront of you.

you gave them a quick wave before slipping inside and letting the door close behind you. you hadn’t even taken a full step when it swung open again.

“wait—!” denki jogged up beside you, adjusting the strap of his beat-up messenger bag as he caught up.

“mind if i walk you to your dorm? we’re in the same building, so…” his voice trailed off as his eyes searched your face, checking for any sign that you weren’t okay with it.

you shook your head right away, offering a small smile. that was all he needed—his expression relaxed instantly, and he returned the smile, just a little brighter.

the walk to your dorm was pretty quiet, perhaps it was the warm summer night that made it feel light, or maybe it was his airy presence. either way you found yourself enjoying the atmosphere. there wasn’t much said, but it didn’t feel awkward—just… easy. comfortable in a way you hadn’t expected from someone you barely knew. the kind of silence that felt chosen, not forced. every so often, your arms would brush, and neither of you pulled away. it wasn’t loud, it wasn’t dramatic, but something about it felt… right.

you kept sneaking glances at him, trying to figure him out, wondering if he felt it too—that calm stillness that somehow made your chest feel full. maybe it was the way his hands stayed tucked into his pockets, shoulders just slightly slouched, like he didn’t want to seem too eager. or maybe it was how he looked up at the sky once and smiled at something probably only he understood.

when the building came into view, you slowed your steps without meaning to. the familiar steps reminding you that the day was over. and suddenly, you didn’t really want it to. not yet. there was something about walking next to him that made everything feel a little softer. a little lighter. you paused at the top of the steps, fingers brushing the strap of your bag, heart hesitating where your feet stopped. you didn’t know what you wanted him to say—but part of you wished he’d say something just to keep you standing there a little longer.

he rocked back on his heels a little, eyes flicking from you to the ground and back again. he didn’t look like he was in a rush to leave either, but neither of you moved. the silence stretched, not heavy, just uncertain. he scratched the back of his neck, that familiar nervous gesture you’d seen earlier in the evening, and let out a soft breath that could’ve been a laugh.

“well… guess that’s your place,” he said, voice low, almost careful, like he didn’t want to break the calm either. you nodded, lips pulling into a small smile. “yup it is.” there was something different in him now—something quieter. he wasn’t as loud, not as bright. the spark was still there, but dimmed just a little, like he was treading more carefully. you wondered if he felt the shift too. the soft change in energy. like somewhere between the noise of earlier and the stillness of now, the air between you had taken on a weight it didn’t have before.

maybe he was unsure what to do with it. maybe you were, too.

you didn’t know what you were waiting for—an excuse to linger, a reason to drag this moment out. maybe he was thinking the same thing, because he didn’t step away. just stood there, close enough that you almost felt his warmth.

“thanks for walking me,” you added, softer this time. not because it needed to be whispered, but because anything louder might’ve shattered the quiet.

he looked at you then, really looked, and there was something almost thoughtful in his eyes. “anytime,” he said, and you wondered if he meant it the way it sounded—like he actually would. like this wasn’t just him being nice.

you gave a small nod, turned halfway toward the door, then paused again. “goodnight, denki.”

“night,” he said, and waited until you were inside before turning to leave.

and even with the door closed behind you, you swore you could still feel that shift lingering—subtle, but there. like something had settled between you, and neither of you quite knew what to call it yet, something so quiet and small that you couldn’t even figure out what it was.

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gang PLS do smth similar to ur suna texts with the bsf who wants u but with BAKUGOU IM GOING SO FERAL INSANE - 🫐

bakugou katsuki as your bsf that lowk wants you

tags/warnings : sexual/kys jokes, bakugou isn’t very canon, college auish ?, matter is they’re grown, just for funsies

a/n : your prayers have been finally answered 🙏 if yall like this i might make it a series lol

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bakugou doesn’t fall inlove, because he doesn’t fall.

due to his detail oriented nature, his perfectionism, and his overwhelming ego, he always told himself that he doesn’t fall, he won’t go stupid n sappy for someone.

but it was almost like karma got him the day he finally spoke his opinion on love out loud, calling it “stupid— a waste of time, only for fools.” because it was only then that he started noticing how the light hit your eyes perfectly, how he was hooked every time you spoke and how he especially liked didn’t mind when you got touchy with him.

of course the first stage he went through was denial— it couldn’t be you, he was just going through a phase. just a phase where he was madly inlove with his friend…

bakugou’s answer to this was to avoid you at all cost, but that only pissed him off even more, because he wanted—no, needed to see you, be in your presence, to hear you ramble about your day and tell you how annoying you’re being, who was he going to sit on his couch with in total silence if not you ?

it was like the more he ran away, the more you pulled him in. he wasn’t going to assume it, he was just going to keep it to himself until he moved on…until he had to justify why he yanked the phone out of your hand when he saw you on a dating app, he was angry— not his usual grumpy attitude, actual anger, jealousy even.

the way you looked at him confused in silence only served to impair him even more, he wasn’t even thinking his words before speaking them anymore, he called you stupid, attention seeking, a blind idiot.

he told you you shouldn’t be speaking with guys like that, that it wasn’t safe, that you needed a guy like him.

“like you ?” you were still laying on his couch more confused than ever, “god you’re fuckin stupid, open your damn eyes” your eyes switched between your phone in his hand and his red face, you laughed “you inlove with me or somethin ? just give me my pho-”

“YES” a beat. it would almost be silent if it wasn’t for his heavy breathing. “oh” you looked at him finally connecting the dots “YES I FUCKIN AM” he threw you your phone back.

“DELETE THAT SHIT”

“yes sir”

“AND DONT SPEAK TO ME”

“yes sir”

“YOURE NOT SUPPOSE TO AGREE ASSHOLE”

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Unsent Project | Part.1

tags : Bakugou/Denki x f!reader (separately) college au, fluff n angst, hurt/comfort, smau with some written parts, bakugou is bad at feelings and a lil toxic, two endings, denki has more character depth, baku squad as student council

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Unsent Project | masterlist

tags : Bakugou/Denki x f!reader (separately) college au, fluff n angst, hurt/comfort, smau with some written parts, bakugou is bad at feelings and a lil toxic, two endings, denki has more character depth, baku squad as student council

Premise : you didn’t think that starting a secret confession account for your college would change your life this much, you especially didn’t think that you’d get stuck between two of your closest friends.

trapped between a guy who speaks too much and one who doesn’t speak enough you were left with a hard decision to make.

Part.1

Part.2 | written part

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BOXER BAKUGOU ROAW WOOF WOOF BARK

I haven’t drawn in a while so i HAD to draw my man pro hero bakugou

[ohlawdthevoices]

I hope your exams went well!!

HEYYYY !! everything went pretty well hopefully thank u so much <33 !!

but more importantly i am back guys hihi hiiiii :DD and i don’t really know what to start with so…your problem now ;3

what do u wanna see :]

short stories/headcannons

more funny simple texts

a long smau

an actual well written long fic

Voting ended onJun 14, 2025