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🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / drink away the pain / going home with tomu

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level nine; drink away the pain

cw; mentions of alcohol and drug usage, drinking, partying, weed smoking, one very brief mention of throwing up, heavy angst, long ass chapter btw, word count; 2.9k exactly

“so touya is the boyfriend you never introduced me to back then, isn’t he?” you and keigo were on the balcony of your apartment, a third blunt being shared amongst you both, while waiting for everybody to show. kenzie had gone home to feed her cat, but said she’d come back for the mini party.

“yeah.” he takes a hit of the blunt, ashes it, and then he passes it to you while blowing the smoke out and forming rings with it.

“what happened?” you inhale deeply, letting the smoke warm your lungs as the haze begins to settle over your body.

“we dated for about two years, until around the time mom died.” keigo shrugs, while looking up to the sky and watching the stars.

“how did it end?” you’re watching him now, you catch how the fingers of his right hand run along the tattoo on his left wrist, the same tattoo you’ve wondered about for years. 

oh. it’s from touya.

“i don’t know, he broke up with me in august a couple of weeks after mom’s funeral. all he said was that he couldn’t do it anymore.” by now you finished the blunt and you’re both looking at the stars. there’s a knock on the door and you both stand, walking back inside, his voice stops you before you go to open the door.

“i love him.”

“you mean you loved him, right?”

“no.” he disappears down the hall to his room.

that sentence stays in your head for the rest of the night.

himiko and ochako arrived together with more weed and a bottle of vodka. ochako also brought some sweets from her project with them. kenzie arrived five minutes later with more snacks and some wine. rumi arrived last, carrying some takeout bags and some tequila.

“ooh we are getting fucked up tonight.” rumi says as she eyes everything set out on the counter.

“yes the fuck we are.” you agree, everyone else in the room cheering along.

and thus, it begins. you all spend the next few hours smoking, eating, and drinking, except keigo who only smokes because he has work tomorrow. the clock reads 11:25pm, a little over an hour ago keigo had told the five of you about the history between him and dabi. and now you’re all just lounging around the living room. music comes from the speakers and a very confusing game of uno is being played.

“we should go to the club.” toga says from her spot on the floor. it’s offhanded, not meant to be taken seriously, but your drunk brain thinks it’s the most genius idea you’ve heard all day.

“let’s do it.” you get looks from the girls and keigo only sighs deeply once they begin cheering.

“Yes let’s fucking goo!” rumi cheers, the five of you stumble to your feet and begin rambling about where to go. keigo offers to drive you guys to the club and pick you up if necessary, but his words enter one ear, float around your brain, and exit the other.

it takes all of thirty minutes to decide on a club and get into the car somewhat comfortably, keigo drives to the club. dropping you off, he tells rumi (the most sober one) to call him when you’re ready to go home. you say your byes, keigo watching the five of you walk to the bouncer at the door before driving away.

how did i get here?

keigo thinks as he stands in front of a swingset in an abandoned park, the same one he and touya used to sneak away to back in high school. the same park he gave his everything to touya at, the same one where they said their first ‘i love yous’. the park they called their place.

the same park dabi broke his heart in.

So how did he get here?

he dropped his sister and their friends off at the club and then went for a drive. he must have ended up here subconsciously, it wouldn’t be the first time. keigo comes here every now and again, but he’s never been here at the same time as him.

standing there, looking as beautiful as the day he broke keigo, is touya, who is looking back at keigo as if he’d seen a ghost.

keigo has half a mind to turn around and leave, but his feet won’t move. planted firmly on the ground, he stays, eyes locked on dabi who also doesn’t move. they’re less than five feet from each other, there’s so much to say, but neither open their mouths to speak.

touya takes a step forward, arms reaching for him, and keigo breaks. rapidly shaking his head, the tears fall and a choked sob leaves him.

“no.” he tries to be firm, but his voice shakes.

“keigo, please.” dabi begs, taking another step forward.

keigo takes a step back, still shaking his head.

“no, i can’t. you can’t. kenzie, she, no.” he takes another step backwards.

“please, feather. i-i, please let me talk to you.” a step forward from touya, a step back from keigo. no matter how close they are, there will always be a distance.

“feather, please.” dabi stops moving, though he still continues to beg.

“no, flame. just stop, please?” keigo’s tone starts firm and bitter, before fading into a soft plea.

“i love you.” it’s not dabi saying it, but rather touya, that sixteen year old kid who tore keigo’s heart out of his chest and set fire to it.

“you can’t.” keigo says before turning and leaving, this time it’s touya that falls to his knees, a scream tearing from his throat as he sobs.

how did you get here?

you remember partying at home with the girls and keigo. himi suggested going to the club, and you remember keigo dropping you off. the club has been fun. you drank more, danced with the girls, drank again. you remember running into a friend of ocha’s and taking a picture, he then joined you guys for some shots and dancing before he slipped away to go smoke outside.

you remember taking pictures of himi and ocha, you took a picture with kenzie. you danced on top of a table. you remember a bathroom break where you threw up, rumi made you start drinking water after that. you remember himi saying bye, her friend spinner was there to take her and ocha home. you remember kenzie calling dabi, who didn’t answer, before saying she was going to uber home. that left you with rumi, but as you looked around the club, you couldn’t find her anywhere.

is that how you got here?

you’re leaning against the wall outside, phone in hand, with no sign of rumi still. with a sigh, you unlock your phone to call keigo, breath hitching when the screen opens to your discord, shigs name and most recent messages showing. you’re pressing the call button and putting the phone to your ear before you can think twice. you’re about to hang up when you hear the sound of the line connecting and a voice, deep and comforting, answers in a whisper.

“hey flowey.” his voice has tears welling up in your eyes.

“i miss you so fucking much shiggy.” it’s been almost two weeks since your last phone call with him. you’ve been busy working on your project with tomu, who you’ve gotten closer to in that time. and shigs, has been planning his grandmother’s funeral, which was earlier today.

“i know we’ve both been busy, but i miss our phone calls, our gaming sessions. i miss you.” you’re spilling out everything you’ve wanted to say to him, barely any control over your words as you just ramble.

“you don’t understand how much you actually mean to me, i-i’ve never seen your face but you’re an amazing person. you ground me and make me feel a peace in this fucked up world. i feel so disconnected from everything else when i’m spending time with you.” you choke out and can vaguely hear his breath hitching.

“i’m sorry.” is all he says.

“you don’t get it, do you?” you whisper brokenly.

“what?” the confusion is evident in his tone.

“i’m in love with you, b-but i think i’m also developing feelings for my project partner, his name is tomura. he’s shy and quiet, really nice though, i think you’d like him. he’s pretty cute, has this cute little mole on his chin and a scar over his lips.” you pause to take a breath.

“am i a bad person, shigs?” you’re both silent after the words leave your lips, the only sound is both of your soft breathing.

“no, flowey you aren’t.” he whispers.

“i feel like it. i’m in love with you, but i like tomu. that doesn’t seem fair to either of you.” you slide down the wall and sit on the floor.

“flowey-” he starts.

“it’s so cold, shigs, and i can’t find my friend either. i should call my brother to come get me.” you cut him off and sigh.

you hear somebody call your name, for some reason it echoes through the phone but you’re too drunk to realize. looking up, you see tomu about fifteen feet away, making his way to you.

“oh, tomu’s here.” you mumble into the phone. “shigs i-” he cuts you off.

“i’m sorry for everything.” he mutters and you’re left confused, why is he sorry?

“shiggy, what?” you’re still looking at tomu before checking your phone to make sure shigs hasn’t hung up, he hasn’t. bringing the phone back to your ear, you call his name again.

“i love you flowey, more than you know, and i’m sorry for what i’m about to do.” he hangs up before you can say anything. a tear falls down your cheek just as tomu kneels in front of you.

“you okay?” tomu’s voice is soft, it brings you a moment of peace before your eyes make contact with his and you cry.

“take me home tomu?” his heart breaks a second time at the pain in your voice.

how did he get here?

tomura wasn’t sure how he’d gotten here, or rather, he wasn’t sure why he was here. he knew how he got here, and he knew what happened prior to getting here. dabi came home with shoto, who promptly passed out in his brother’s room. the two of them then went up to the roof for a smoke sesh, a much needed smoke sesh. touya rolled some blunts, splitting them with shigs, and the two sat there smoking in silence.

“y/n said she met you today.” shigs spoke up, dabi hummed.

“yeah, she’s nice. pretty too, just your type man.” touya tells him.

“crazy part is, she’s keigo’s little sister. saw him today too at their place.” dabi snorted, though there wasn’t anything funny about what happened.

“no shit, high school keigo?” tomura took a long hit of his blunt, touya nodded.

“damn man, no wonder you’re all depressed on twitter. seeing him must have fucked you up.” touya sighed heavily at that.

“yeah, it did.” the pair goes back to being silent, sharing another blunt before dabi speaks again.

“i followed her on twitter, you wanna see her?” tomura would deny the way he blushed after touya’s question.

“yeah.” touya pulls his phone out, opening it up to your twitter profile and letting shigs scroll through.

“say you’re fucking lying.” tomura grumbles and dabi’s face portrays his shock.

“what?” touya takes another hit and side eyes his friend.

“dude, this is my project partner.” touya snorts as the words leave tomura’s mouth before it quickly dissolves into a coughing fit. he coughs for a minute or so, while shigs continue scrolling through your profile.

“no fucking way bro, how the fuck did you not recognize her voice? i get why she wouldn’t recognize yours, because of the modulator and you’re quiet in your tomura persona, but how did you not rocognize hers?” touya finally manages to say after his coughing fit dies down, shigs shrugs.

“she speaks differently too, it’s more, i don’t know, preppy i guess? kind of like she’s putting on this facade, a personality she thinks people will like.” tomura explains, dabi nods with a hum.

it’s quiet again, shigs hands touya back his phone right as the timeline refreshes. a post from toga appears, it’s a photo of you. the lighting is green and you’re dancing on a table, looking so ethereal, that his breath hitches.

“they’re at a club?” tomura’s voice comes out lower than before and dabi nods as he grabs his phone.

“yeah they got there like an hour ago, the one in hosu, by the shitty bar with the red sign outside. spinner is going to get himi and ocha after he finishes inventory at the shop. and kenzie is supposed to call me when she’s ready for me to get her.” he takes a last hit of the blunt between his fingers, while shigs goes quiet.

“i’m gonna go for a drive.” tomura says after a minute of silence.

“yeah, me too.” touya agreed.

so maybe that’s why he was here, to see you?

because right now, he’s sitting in his car parked across the street from the club you’re at. and he can see you from where he’s at, you’re leaning against the wall, phone in hand, wearing a dress that looks amazing on you, and it makes his heart race. 

he’s lost in his thoughts, fingers drumming against the steering wheel when his phone goes off with the discord voice call sound. he knows without even looking that it’s you. his eyes land on your figure and sure enough, there you stand with the phone against your ear. you look like you’re about to hang up and he answers the call before he can stop himself.

“hey flowey.” he can see the sad look on your face and assumes you have tears gathering in your eyes.

“i miss you so fucking much shiggy.” he can feel his heart break as he hears the pain in your voice.

god, he wishes he wasn’t such a dick to you today. it had been such a long day, he was exhausted emotionally and didn’t want to burden you. clearly, that didn’t matter since here you were, drinking the pain away and still thinking of him. and there’s nothing he can do except sit there and listen as you cry to him over the phone.

he listens as you ramble, telling him how much you miss him and how much he means to you.

“i’m sorry.” it’s the only thing his fucked up brain can think to tell you in this shitty situation.

“you don’t get it, do you?” your voice, normally so happy and full of love when talking to him, now sounds distant and broken, it leaves him with an awful feeling of guilt in his chest.

he voices his confusion and immediately regrets it, because then he has to sit there and listen as you tell him about how much you love him but how you’re gaining feelings for somebody else. who just so happens to also be him, unbeknownst to you of course. he listens as you talk about him as tomu, and frowns at the next words that leave your lips.

“am i a bad person, shigs?” he stays quiet at that, the sound of your breathing mixes in with his.

“no, flowey you aren’t.” he whispers trying to reassure you. he doesn’t even notice that he’s out of the car walking towards you.

“i feel like it. i’m in love with you, but i like tomu. that doesn’t seem fair to either of you.” he hears you say over the phone, as he watches your body slide down the wall to the floor. 

“flowey-” he doesn’t know what to say but it doesn’t matter when you cut him off, saying it’s cold and mentioning calling your brother.

he calls your name aloud as tomu and as you look up to see him walking towards you, he hopes you didn’t hear it over the phone. he sees the surprise in your eyes as you confirm it’s him, even saying it to him over the phone and he has to resist the urge to laugh.

you go to say something, but he cuts you off with an apology. he listens silently as you voice your confusion, watches as you check your phone to make sure he hasn't hung up yet, and then when you return the phone to your ear and call his name, he finally answers.

“i love you flowey, more than you know, and i’m sorry for what i’m about to do.” he hangs up before you can say anything, and watches as a tear falls down your cheek, before he takes the last few steps and kneels down in front of you as tomu.

“you okay?” he makes sure his voice is in the soft tone of tomu that you’re used to, he can see the short moment of peace it brings you before your eyes meet his and you begin to cry.

“take me home tomu?” and he feels his heart break once again at the pain in your voice and the look of devastation on your face.

level nine; drink the pain away completed!

one achievement unlocked; dabihawks meet again!

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.ᐟcw: screaming, angry rin, regret

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⸝⸝♡⸝⸝♡

Your boyfriend came back home, pissed. 

He lost a match. You knew he wanted to be alone, but you just wanted to check up on him. You quietly made your way downstairs to the living area. 

You peaked inside to see rin sitting on the couch, arms around a pillow while he watched his game over and over again. 

“Hi.. baby, i know you probably want to be left alone but i’m worried. You haven’t ate anything all day..” you said softly, standing beside him. 

He looked up at you, jaw ticking, before he looked back at the screen. 

“Not hungry” he said, hoping you’d leave. 

“I know, but I cooked your favorite food to cheer you up,” you said softly, looking at the ground.

“Yn. i’m not hungry.” More bite was behind his words this time. 

“But rin-”

“I SAID I’M NOT FUCKING HUNGRY, JUST STOP!” he yelled, throwing the pillow and standing up. Towering over you. His fists clenched. 

You stepped back, eyes wide as you stared at him in shock? Fear? It took him a second to realize what he just did. 

Your lips trembled, staring at the man you thought you knew. Your eyes burned as tears brimmed your waterline. 

“Fuck. baby, i didn’t-”

“It’s fine.” you said quietly, your voice breaking as you walked away from him. It felt like someone was squeezing the life out of your heart; your chest tightened as you ran upstairs, running to the bathroom. You hear footsteps behind you, Rin quickly follows after, knocking on the bathroom. 

“y/n, listen to me. I’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to yell at you. I swear” he said, his voice coming out soft like he didn’t want to scare you.

“Can you just come out, can we talk, please?” You wanted to speak, but no words came out. You covered your mouth with your hand, warm tears dripping down your face, as you silenced your cries. He internally beat himself up. what was he thinking, taking his anger out on you when you did nothing but want to make him feel better?

“Go away..” it was nothing more than a whisper but rin knew he fucked up. 

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A/n: no one better say the reader was being dramatic (i cry whenever someone raises their voice at me) I'm still learning how to write angst

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first time reblogging something in years and it’s to say that this is what’s it like having a chronic illness and i completely relate😀

fell asleep w migraine woke up with tummy ache i actually wish i just perished in my sleep actually

sighhhh i miss my man 😭😭 i’ve been waitingggg for twenty years (148 manga chapters) for my husband to return from war (his ass is prob back in spain alr)

he’s fighting gods, monsters, you know the roster trying to get back to you

god i need him so bad

Love and Drugs 🍃💛

Synopsis; Smoking buddy Denki has an important question to ask. Gender neutral reader

A/n; Behind the scenes of the Denki smau. lower case indented, please don’t use, steal, or copy my works.

the room is cast in a soft glow of the yellow colored LED lights, the bluetooth speaker on your dresser plays electric love as background noise. you sit at your desk finishing up the last of your homework after your last text to denki telling him to come over.

his signature knock rings through your dorm a few minutes later and a small smile makes its way onto your lips at the sound.

standing from the desk and crossing the room in a few strides, you open the door to find denki standing there with a sheepish smile on his face.

“i uh, picked these from outside before coming here,” he shrugs lightly, in one hand he holds a makeshift bouquet of flowers and in the other a small baggie filled with pre-rolled joints.

“thank you,” you smile and take the flowers from him and guide him into the room. “what’s the weed for?”

“stole it from sero to use as courage.”

you laugh, the sound like music to denki’s ears and he smiles softly.

“i figured we could climb to the roof and smoke some. also because i don’t want iida to catch me in here again,” he explains as he watches you set the flowers on your desk.

“hmm i thought you had something to ask me,” you tease and giggle as he flushes red and begins to stutter.

“uh i-i do, i just, well. i’m nervous,” he sighs and pouts slightly. you smile widely and wrap him in a hug.

“yeah denks we can go to the roof.”

ten minutes later, and the both of you are on the roof, sitting in the area you made specifically to smoke up here. the night sky is clear, the moon shining brightly with the stars twinkling behind it.

denki lights the first joint and takes a hit, for courage, before handing it to you. you share the first joint together in silence.

you know what he wants to ask, and you know your answers, you give him the time he needs to prepare himself and quietly wait for him to be ready.

“that time i thought you were booty calling me and i thanked toshi and sero,” he begins halfway through the second joint, his voice is soft but it still shocks you out of your thoughts.

your gaze floats from the stars to look at him sitting next to you. his eyes are red, a pink tint to his nose and cheeks. you hum and tilt your head, blowing the smoke in your lungs into the air above you.

“it was mostly a joke, but not really,” there’s a nervous chuckle as his gaze meets yours. “those two have been pushing me to tell you my real feelings since they found out about them.”

“denks,” you reach forward and grab his hand, his eyes follow your hand and he releases a shaky breath.

“i just never thought you felt the same, sure we flirt, like a lot. but i don’t know,” he shrugs, “you’re just so… you. smart, kind, attractive, out of my league for sure.”

“denki,” he squeezes your hand and you pause.

“i like you y/n, a lot. and i, i want to ask if you uh…” he takes a deep breath and makes eye contact again.

“will you go out with me?”

you smile at him.

“yes denki, i’ll go out with you.”

he beams and releases the breath he was holding.

“really?”

“yes you dork, really.”

“uh cool cool.”

you laugh and move to rest your head on his shoulder.

“uh does this mean i’m your boyfriend now?” you snort and nod.

“yeah denks it means you’re my boyfriend now.”

a few moments of silence go by and you shiver.

“c’mon let’s go back inside, it’s late.” he says and helps you stand up.

the two of you stand in front of the door to your dorm room, your hand in his as he stares at you.

“goodnight denks,” you smile at him, his head tilts to the side.

“can i kiss you?”

you nod. he leans in, head tilting down forwards you as his hands slide to your waist. your arms come up around his shoulders as he pulls your body in.

“this okay?”

“perfectly okay.”

your lips meet in a soft kiss and you melt in his arms. he pulls you in tighter and brings one hand to grab the back of your neck, holding you steady.

tilting your head, you slide your tongue across his bottom lip and the power in the building goes out as he short circuits.

you pull back with a gasp at the electric tingle in your mouth before laughing once you notice the dark hallway and the blank look on his face.

“kaminari!” iida’s voice rings out in the hallway and sero appears behind denki. you shake your head with a laugh and sero smirks knowingly.

“i’ll get him back to his dorm,” sero whispers.

“thanks,” you say before pressing one last kiss to denki’s cheek.

“goodnight denks.” you step into your dorm.

the last thing you hear before closing the door is sero’s chuckle and denki’s scattered mumbles, you fall asleep with a smile that night.

mutuals i am politely asking you what color i remind you of

rin but he has a total obsession for the reader's boobs

.ᐟOBSESSED

.ᐟcw: explicit content mdni

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･･ꕀ𖧷

Imagine bf!rin itoshi who’s obsessed with his girlfriend’s boobs. He loves them so much, he can’t bring himself to stay away from you. 

After a match or a long day? He’s climbing onto the bed and lying face down on your chest as your run your fingers through his silky hair. 

His face is murderous when you wear a low-cut top and he catches others staring at you. He’ll do anything to make them look away and that ends up being leaving hickies on every inch of your exposed skin

He has a favorite side. Loves laying with his cheek on your chest, fingers lazily playing with your other nipple. 

If you’re wearing a tight top? He's staring. Jaw clenched, trying not to get hard in public. Doesn’t even realize he’s zoning out on your chest until someone calls his name twice. There's a lot of instincts where he’s just zoned out on your body, not a care in the world. Sometimes you even distract him from his very precious football recaps. 

He’ll get mean if you tease him—push his head away when he’s latched on? He’ll grab your wrists and growl, “Don’t fucking move again.”. 

Since he’s always touching you one way or another, some parts of your body have become highly reactive and sensitive. One of those parts being your boobs. He loves how you try to stifle moans when his tongue circles your nipple. “So sensitive, baby, you’re body’s needy” 

He refuses to sleep unless he’s lying between them, cupping one, cheek smushed against the other one. 

He ends up saying the filthiest things when he’s in bed with you or buried between your boobs. “So soft—fuck, I could drown in you.” or “You should be walking around shirtless. For me only, though.”

Half of the time, it’s not even sexual. He just likes how soft they are. If he’s watching a game. He’ll call you over to sit on his lap while he plays with your tits and his eyes are attached to the screen, watching a rematch of the same game for the 5th time today. 

You’ll be trying to have a normal conversation and he’ll slowly slip his hand under your shirt, face buried between your boobs. “Keep talking,” he mumbles, “just need this for a sec.”

Uses your boobs as his personal pillow. You’re watching a show? Boom—head in your chest. Napping? Face down in your cleavage. Bad day? Silently lifts your shirt, lies down, and holds on like it’s the only thing grounding him.

He uses both hands to grab and squeeze, thumbs brushing your nipples until they’re puffy and aching—then he bites. Hard enough to leave marks. Tongue swirling after to soothe while he smirks.

Loves loves loves tit fucking. He’ll ask you to press them together as he slides his aching cock in between. slow, deep strokes while watching his cock glide between them. “So Warm. Fuck, you were made for this, weren’t you?”

As of right now, you’re on his lap, when you both were supposed to be watching a movie right now. 

“Rinnie, this isn’t watching a movie” you whine as rin’s thumb grazes your nipple, sliding along to brush against the curve on their underside. 

“‘M tired of the movie..” he lazily mumbles, eyes locked onto them. “This is better”

He leans in, takes one into his mouth like he’s starving. Slow, deep sucks that send heat pooling between your legs. He groans, tongue flicking your nipple as he grinds his hips up under you.

“So fuckin’ perfect,” he breathes between kisses. “You feel how hard I am just from this?”

You nod, breath hitching when he bites lightly and then soothes it with a kiss.

“Told you,” he mutters, pulling you closer. “I could spend hours right here. You were made for me.”

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A/n: i think i got another pretty similar req. so rather than writing both, i just wrote one for two

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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

are you normal or does the realisation of waking up and having to live another day make you cry before you’ve even left ur bed