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Texts With Katsuki but You're An Exchange Student: Part 1

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Tags: Exchange student!Reader x Katsuki, Female!Reader, Uncle Might, Bestie Izuku, SMAU, Traumatic childhood, University AU, characters are 20/21, war never happened for the sake of our happiness.

The walk to the training facility was quite peaceful. In the short time you'd known him, you'd noticed Midoriya was a talker. He was asking questions about your quirk, how you learned to use it given the circumstances of your childhood, millions of things.

Usually you'd feel inclined to tell someone to fuck all the way off upon being asked any of these questions. But the space between you and your new friend felt comfortable, which was something you couldn't say you'd experienced in a long time. If anything the tension in your life had been palpable the past few months, even if it was only between you and yourself.

When the two of you finally arrived at the training facility you were happy to find it empty with the exception of All Might. He was perched on the opposite side of the room, on what looked to be a spectators bench. He raised a hand high and waved both of you over.

"Young Midoriya, Young (y/n), lock the door behind you and come on over so I can explain today's exercise." He nodded in the direction of the door and Midoriya turned to lock it. You made for the side of the room All Might was sitting on with Midoriya a few steps behind.

While All Might explained what you'd be doing you took off your overcoat. You hadn't wanted it to be ridiculously obvious where you were going, especially not after blowing off your practical partner. So you'd opted to throw the biggest flannel known to man over your training suit.

The mock up of your current gear held up well enough for it to be a training suit, one comparable to the one you've used in combat. Though the gear itself was a little... ratty. It hadn't been updated in quite some time and would without a doubt benefit from some TLC. You made a mental note to visit the support department before All Might spoke.

"Alright, go ahead and show us what you can do kiddo." He nodded as he motioned for Midoriya to sit next to him.

You tilted your head in confusion.

"Huh? I thought we were supposed to-"

"Nope. If your enemy is to have a fair fight they need to understand the range of your abilities, and yours is quite wide. Regardless of strength, It would be both unfair and reckless to send Midoriya in blind, even in a sparring match."

"Fair point, but then what do you want me to do?"

"Simple, use your quirk in the best way you know how. Show off a little if that's what you want to do," All Might waved his hand flippantly, "I just want to see what you're capable of and where your limits are, so that you can surpass them. The last time I saw you use your quirk was years ago. I would imagine you've improved since then?" He quirked a brow. Midoriya sat beside him with a notebook in his lap, looking between the two of you.

"I have." You nodded curtly, beginning to understand what was being asked of you.

"Then the floor is yours Young (y/n)." All Might gestured to the expansive training room behind you. You turned towards the open space, calmly walked to the center of the room, and thought through your plan. If improvement was what was being asked of you, why not show just how many of your limits you've surpassed?

Overhead you counted six rows of ten high-powered lights, making for sixty total. With those, plus the air conditioning, plus the rest of the technology in here, you figured you should be set. Electrical energy seemed to be the safest route while still being impressive.

Taking a deep inhale you tightened your core, the very inside of your soul to be as hard as rock. "Siphon." You breathed out on the exhale, you made an effort to feel every molecule of electricity within your reach. The current expanse of your quirk was the training room. If necessary, you could triple your reach, but you didn't want to take power from any of the dorm buildings.

Push your energy out, grab more of it, pull, compress.

Push your energy out, grab more of it, pull, compress.

Push your energy out, grab more of it, pull, compress.

You could feel your insides burning, but not in a way that hurt. They burned in the way that let you know you were sucking up every volt of energy available to you. In such a way that you could feel the energy building on itself and multiplying.

You didn't notice the way the lights went out, or the way the AC stopped working, or the electrical lock on the door come undone. You only knew you'd taken all you could when the breaker popped, then exploded with a resounding clap.

The way that you looked during was unbeknownst to you. But if you had to guess by the, "Oh my, oh my, what?" that Midoriya breathed out with wide eyes, you'd say terrifying.

If the way that All Might was looking at you like a proud father was any indication, you'd say you did your job.

Smiling softly you looked down at your, now glowing, skin. Electricity danced across it softly until you allowed it to dissipate. Simply deactivating it and storing it as potential energy.

"When I told you to show me what you got, I didn't mean to cut the power out. Jeez kid, what have they been feeding you over there?" All Might joked with a smile, one you returned to him proudly.

an: if you read all of this thank you??? and let me know what you thought please, it's always appreciated sm, i love feedback. i'm sorry this was so long. the next parts won't be this beefy i swear (unless y'all want them to be, lmk). i just wanted to get a scene of reader's quirk use in even though the description kind of sucked?? any guesses on what our quirk is? also it will be much more katsuki heavy in the future. just needed to get the setup done!

Prologue: Texts With Katsuki but You're An Exchange Student.

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Tags: Exchange student!Reader x Katsuki, Uncle Might, Bestie Izuku, Traumatic childhood, University AU, characters are 20/21, war never happened for the sake of our happiness, reader is mentioned to be from America but you can ignore that, this is an intro for context (?) i guess, will be an smau.

Life hadn't ever been kind to you, per se. The past decade had been peaceful, and with the childhood that you endured peace was the best it would get. So you appreciated and reveled in it. Living in whichever state your heart pleased and going to University with government funds, all thanks to the hero whom changed the trajectory of your life.

You should've known better than to get comfortable with this feeling, though. It was and always would be short lived. Registering for classes was the only thing on your mind at the moment. You were scrolling through different Practicum of Battle Tactics professors when your phone lit up with a call notification. A bright smile and blonde hair took up the entirety of the screen, courtesy of All Might. You picked up the phone and answered the call, brows furrowed all the while.

"Hey Uncle Toshi, long time no talk, everything alright?"

"Actually Young (y/n), we need to have a conversation, are you sitting down?"

Ah, there goes the aforementioned peace, right out the window. Cue heart attack starting now. If All Might tells you to sit down, chances are things aren't great.

"Yeah, what's up? You have me worried."

"I would tell you to calm yourself, but you reserve every right to worry in this situation. I regret to inform you that your parents are being released from jail in a month."

"I'm sorry, what?"

Fuck a heart attack, your heart stopped.

"I know, this is a lot to take in. I was told that this is the most notice they could get me as far as a release date went. I attempted to get it pushed back, or even reopen the case to see if they could get more time based on evidence found since their arrest." You heard him sigh a heavy, defeated breath through the speaker. "However there was nothing to be done on that front. I do have another option to present if you're interested." He paused, as if waiting for permission to continue before explaining.

"I'm listening." You breathed softly, anxiously.

Over the phone you heard him clearing his throat, followed by the sound of papers rustling. A sound of satisfaction was made as though All Might found whatever he was looking for. Having known the man like family since you were a child you understood first hand how messy his paperwork could get. You could only imagine the state of his desk at the moment, where you knew he was sitting due to the time difference. Part of you felt bad for interrupting his teaching schedule even though he had called you.

"Okay so," He paused as though he was reading something, "We can have you in Japan in three days. I can have the visa and your enrollment at UA University expedited."

You held your breath for a moment. You debated if you really wanted to go overseas for a year, or longer, depending on how your case played out. But the alternative was your family finding you and dragging you back to that godforsaken cult.

They had somehow survived albeit not as strong as they once were. The loss of their leaders, your parents, put a large dent in their "community" but didn't cause them to disperse. You couldn't imagine going back there.

"Alright, I'll start packing." Was the decision you made after a minute of silence. "One thing though,"

"And that is?"

"No one but faculty knows about this. I understand the importance of them knowing, should something happen. But I'm a charity case here. Everyone has read the news story about my family and then sees my quirk and eventually puts two and two together. I want a fresh start." You rambled, ending with an exasperated sigh.

"I can assure you, a fresh start is the least I can do for you. You deserve it." All Might replied sincerely and curtly, still audibly filling out and filing paperwork. You presumed it was for your transfer. "Though it will affect your quirk training, you understand this right? You can't use your quirk at it's highest output and expect people not to figure out who you are. The story was national news Young (y/n)." He sighed heavily.

"Well, yes, but couldn't you and your protégé help me train? He kept your secret for years, don't see why he can't keep mine."

"You raise a fair point. Speaking of Young Midoriya, I have a conference to attend on the day you fly in. He'll be picking you up from the airport. I've sent your flight information over already."

"Thank you Uncle Toshi, I appreciate you more than words can say."

"Don't mention it, kid. Like I said, it's the least I can do. I'll see you soon, have a safe flight!"

"Thank you! Oh-! How do I know who to look for? I have no idea what Midoriya looks like."

"Green. Look for lots of green." He said without any added context before ending the call. The line dropped and you shook your head confused, but got to packing.

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A few days later when you landed, you understood, and you wondered to yourself how a person could be so green. Little did you know, this little green gremlin was about to be your new sidekick.

an: i'm so excited to actually churn out the texts for this SMAU but readers background/reason for being at UA is a big part of the story. i felt like it deserved its own little background. this isn't crucial to the story but will def help provide context later down the line.

Okay, here's the first bit, I definitely want to draw more of this because it's a fantastic idea!

Alright! HoruSang time! Modern AU, either High School or University, take your pick, though I'd go with the former. Both Horus and Sanguinius are popular senior years, model students with exemplary performance. The two are practically inseparable, and it's not a secret that the two are extremely close and value each other. Both boys are put on the pedestal and represent both their family and their school, so, there's an image to uphold. While Horus has difficulty trying to live up to the expectations, Sanguinius is having difficulty with maintaining it. While Horus has pretty basic and normal "guy interests", Sanguinius is different. He loves art, poetry, singing, which while is considered "soft and feminine" are still seen as normal and appropriate for a boy. However, when Sanguinius was introduced to goth culture things... changed. On one hand, he was instantly in love with how beauty clashed with the macabre. He learned more and more until he eventually stumbled upon the phenomenon of "gothic lolita fashion". He couldn't resist it, those girls in such pretty dresses... He wanted to dress like that. Horus found out about his brother's newfound interest pretty soon, Sanguinius told him practically right away, and while he was taken aback and confused at first, he still accepted his brother and helped him. When Sanguinius finally dressed the way he wanted to, Horus went from "accepting" to "supportive". Very, very supportive. He couldn't deny just how beautiful, if not hot, Sanguinius looked like in a long frilly dress, curly pigtails and a bright happy smile on his face. Little by little, they developed the routine in which Sanguinius could freely express himself without worrying about his image. That is, he pretends to be Horus' friend who is from a different school that he met one day. Horus and this cute goth "girl" were often seen together in places the former usually visited with his brother: park, cafes, city's library, shops, pet stores. Some people began to speculate that, perhaps, something happened and the two brothers had a falling out. Other's however deduced that this goth "girl" must be Horus' girlfriend! It's obvious, is it not? The thing that finally broke the close brotherly bond... was young love! The rumors spread and while everyone questioned how such a normal guy like Horus could be interested in someone like that girl, most people figured it was the case of "opposites attract". The news have also reached the father of the boys', who, for the most part, seemed... okay with it. Occasional teasing reminders to "wrap it up" were embarrassing for Horus, but, he could tolerate it. It was for Sanguinius, after all, anything to make his brother happy. Sure, the rumors are embarrassing to them, but, they both should've seen them coming. It's not ideal, but, it's tolerable. After all, those are just rumors, they're not, like actually into each other and dating... right? Bonus: For the fem!HoruSang, because I was curious how this would work for two girls, instead of two boys. I think Sanguinia would still be the crossdresser, a true bifauxnen, and still goth. She would dress up in the Gothic boystyle/dandy fashion. She and Hathor would still be going out places, but this time, the rumors about Hathor dating a cute goth "guy" would spread much faster than in the original scenario. Why? Sanguinia can't stop acting like a shoujo love interest, being so princely and affectionate with Hathor, making the poor girl red as a beet. When Hathor asks her to control herself, Sanguinia just cocks her head and says that the way she is acting right now is in no way different than how she normally acts. What changed, Hathor? You're not in love with this prince like appearance, are you?

L.O.V.E

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / streamers, musicians & 2 adults / dr. tomu and nurse shoto

checkpoint;

streamers, musicians & 2 adults

cw; none, just a silly little update to tide us over until i finish game two level one (level eleven on the masterlist), basically just the forming of the group chat with the whole squad, and some of the chaos that goes on inside it, set outside the canon timeline of course and after tomu’s big reveal, ignore the timestamps they don’t matter (i have insomnia the days blend into each other)

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L.O.V.E

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / going home with tomu / streamers, musicians & 2 adults

main menu;

level ten; going home with tomu

cw; sorta kinda angst? i mean it’ll probably make you a bit sad, soft tomu with drunk reader, light cursing, very long interaction between tomura and keigo, some explaining that hopefully covers any plot holes or confusions, final level of game one before we move on to game two, another long ass written part with no texts/ tweets, wc; 2.9k

ironic i’m posting the last chapter of the first part on his birthday, happy birthday tomura! 🩵🎂

“take me home tomu?” the tears are warm against your cheeks as you wait for him to answer you. tomu is knelt down in front of where you sit, his eyes hold an emotion neither of you want to think about, it’d hurt more if you did.

“yeah y/n, i’ll take you home.” he stands to his full height before bending down to help you. your feet stumble beneath you, and tomu has to steady you with his hands on your waist.

“can you walk?” his hands flex on your hips, his body tensing as your palms meet his torso.

“hmm, no.” you fall forward into him, arms moving up around his neck while your face lands on his chest and he sighs, contemplating for half a second, before he moves and picks you up.

“tomu!” you squeal as he holds you close to him, one arm under your knees and the other around you back. your arms wrap tighter around him as you nestle closer to his warmth.

he looks down at you, eyes widening in surprise when he finds you already looking at him. your eyes are soft, and he’s shocked when your hand moves to slide along his jaw and cup his cheek.

“you’re so pretty tomu.” your sentence is followed by a kiss on his jaw and his grip tightens around you. 

he whispers a thanks as your head falls to rest on his shoulder and he carries you to his car.

“let’s get you home.”

the drive is silent, you’re laid out in the passenger seat, body positioned to face tomura, one of his hoodies covering you. you’re so still he would almost think you were sleeping if it weren’t for the little mutters spilling from your lips.

“thank you tomu.” his gaze flicks to you for a second to find your eyes closed, a soft sigh leaves him, before he focuses back on the road.

it’s quiet again for nearly the rest of the drive, until he turns down your street.

“have i told you how pretty i think you are, tomu?” he looks at you as he comes to a stoplight, only to find your eyes on him and he blushes.

“uh, yeah you mentioned it earlier.” he continues to look at you while you stare at him before the light turns green and he starts driving again.

“well, it’s true so you’re welcome.” you smile and then giggle while letting your eyes flutter close. he’s pulling into your apartment complex a few minutes later, parking the car, he focuses on you again.

“okay y/n, we’re here. you gotta work with me, alright?” he waits for a response as he unbuckles the both of you, you don’t move or say anything.

“y/n?” again no response, merely the rise and fall of your chest and shoulders as you breathe softly.

“flow- y/n?” he catches himself, he’s not sure if you’re actually asleep or how drunk you really are. there’s a chance that you might remember it if he calls you by shigs’ name for you, then he’d really be fucked.

he doesn’t know why he doesn’t just tell you, there’s nothing wrong with you knowing. in fact, he thinks he might love the idea of you knowing. his anxiety gets the better of him and he begins to think you’d prefer him as shigs over him as tomu, or vice versa, so he supposes that may be the reasoning behind not wanting you to know.

he thinks about coming up with his own nickname for you as tomu, but you haven’t done much that would give him anything good, aside from spending the last few weeks working on the project in class and at the library. though there was the day the campus library had been closed and you suggested working in the park, that day painted you in a new light. he liked seeing you get distracted by the flowers and the sky, maybe he could call you ‘sunshine’ or ‘cloud’, you certainly talked about both of those a lot.

he sighs, gently shaking your shoulder, he tries to rouse from your sleep. all he gets in return is a deep groan, and you rolling over before snuggling deeper into the seat. he lets out his own groan before deciding to just carry you, getting out of the car, he rounds the front to your side and pulls open the passenger door, before lifting your body into his arms once again. he lets out one final sigh and begins the trek to your apartment.

“come on hawks please answer the fucking door.” tomura mutters beneath his breath, he has you held against his chest still, head on his shoulder, trying to balance your weight against his body long enough to knock on the door. eventually, he settles for just kicking the damn thing and praying to whatever god is out there that your brother is still awake despite it being 3:40am.

“it’s damn near four in the morning, who the fuck is- oh.” keigo’s voice comes to a halt as his gaze settles on tomura standing there with you in his arms. tomura nearly drops you as his body sags in relief.

“hey hawks.” and just like the first time he saw tomura with you, keigo forgot what was happening.

“tomura?” keigo whispered and tomura nodded.

“yeah, it’s me.” his grip on your body tightened as he straightened up again, looking down towards you as keigo followed his gaze.

“oh shit, yeah come in.” keigo moved out of the way, holding the door open, and allowing tomura to carry you in.

tomura, having been in your apartment a few times already, carried you down the hall to your room, where he waited by the door for keigo to open it. once opened, tomura carried you to your bed, where keigo moved the covers for him to lay you down.

“why was she with you?” keigo asks as he covers you with the blankets, he grabs a tissue from the nightstand and cleans your face with it, wiping away the leftover makeup and dried tears.

“it’s a long story.” tomu murmured softly as he leaned against your dresser. keigo merely sends him a questioning look and tomu sighs.

“she called me, or rather she called shigs.” he whispers in case you decide to wake up at the wrong time and catch his confession.

“wait, you. you’re shigs?” keigo whispers in disbelief and tomura groans lightly, pushing himself off your dresser, he walks to your door and nods his head towards the living room.

“i’ll explain it, but away from her.” tomu says, walking out of the room with keigo following him.

“so neither of you knew you shared a class together, nor that you played games with each other?” keigo’s voice was full of confusion, none of this made any sense to him.

“basically. neither of us recognized the other's voice, which makes sense because i use different tones in different situations and a modulator when streaming. and we’ve never seen each other’s face either, i guess it just kind of happened this way.” tomura shrugs and leans back against the couch, head tilting so his gaze lands on the ceiling.

“so how’d you find out?” keigo’s gaze is firmly locked on where tomura sits, he’s slowly starting to understand the confusion, but now he’s questioning why tomura knows but you don’t, and why tomura doesn’t want to tell you.

“dabi.” is all tomu says as he sits back up to look at keigo, he catches the way he flinches, body tensing momentarily before relaxing.

“shit my bad.” tomura says and keigo shakes his head.

“it’s whatever, he’s your friend.” keigo mumbles, tomura frowns.

“i was your friend too.” tomura says confidently before freezing at keigo’s glare.

“yeah and you left with him. all of you except rumi. my sister tried to kill herself, my mom died, my boyfriend broke my heart, and i lost all my friends in the span of a few months. i needed you guys and you left. so fucking excuse me if i’m a bit cautious with you being around my sister.” keigo practically growls out and tomura’s entire body shivers at the intensity in his voice.

“i’m sorry.” tomura’s voice easily shifts into the quiet tone he uses when uncomfortable.

“yeah, whatever. so dabi told you about her then?” keigo questions.

“more or less, we had a smoke sesh after he picked up shoto. we were talking on the roof and he mentioned seeing you and finding out that y/n’s the sister you never introduced him to. and he said how she connected the dots that he’s my, or actually shigs, as she would know me, roommate. then he told me he got her twitter so he showed it to me, and that’s when i saw her face and told him that she’s also my project partner.” tomura explained while keigo nodded.

“okay, it’s slowly making sense. but she doesn’t know you’re you?” keigo’s back to being confused.

“no, she has no idea that i’m both her gaming buddy and project partner.” tomura agrees.

“then how did she end up with you as tomu if she called you as shigs. holy fuck this is hurting my brain.” keigo groans, tomura chuckles lightly.

“after the smoke sesh, both dabi and i went for a drive, separately. i subconsciously wound up parked across the street from the club, dabi also told me about that, and i was just sitting there when i saw her exit the building and lean against the wall.” tomu sighed deeply again as he began explaining what happened.

“where were her friends?” keigo asked, confused, rumi had never called him to pick them up so he assumed they just got an uber back to her and fuyumi’s place.

“spinner picked up toga and ochako, i’m pretty sure he brought them back here. i don’t know how kenzie got home, i assume dabi picked her up. who else was she with?” tomura looked keigo who sighed.

“i don’t think dabi picked up kenzie, he was at our- the abandoned park, i saw him. he tried talking to me but i left. rumi should’ve also been with her.” keigo looked at the ground, elbows on his knees as his head rested in his hands.

“oh.” tomura is quiet for a second, “i thought i saw fuyumi’s car there. i forgot that dabi said she was dating rumi, he doesn’t bring it up much. but if they’re living together that would explain why they could only have his mom stay with them.” he finished.

“wait, what happened with his mom? i was wondering why he had shoto with him?” keigo said.

“enji.” that’s all tomura needed to say in order for keigo to understand.

“oh. so rumi probably called fuyumi to pick her and y/n up, but lost sight of her when she went outside.” keigo reasons.

“probably. anyway, i watched, not like that don’t give me that fuck ass look bird brain.” tomura rolls his eyes, keigo snickers.

“she pulled her phone out and i thought she was going to call you, but she called shigs instead. i talked to her while sitting in my car. she said some stuff i don’t feel comfortable sharing with you.” he takes a deep breath when keigo interrupts him.

“she confessed, didn’t she?” keigo sighs at the way tomura’s body tenses. “figures that she would while drunk, that’s when she’s the most honest.”

“yeah.” tomura sighs. 

“anyway, she says something about calling you to come get her, but i was already making my way towards her. so i ended the call as shigs, and then knelt in front of her as tomura and she asked me to take her home, now here we are.” he shrugs again at the end of his explanation, both of them sighing as silence fills the space around them.

“that explains why she’s with you, but why don’t you want her to know?” keigo’s question makes tomura pause, that’s the question tomura has been asking himself all night.

why doesn’t he want her to know?

“i don’t know.” and he truly didn’t, there wasn’t a single good reason he could think of, except his anxiety fucking with him.

“i’m just scared, i guess.” tomura sighs again, it seems like all he can do is fucking sigh.

“of what?” keigo genuinely wants to know, they might not be friends anymore, but at one point he cared for tomura. and he cares about his sister more than enough to try and help her be happy.

“i’m scared of her preferring one version of me over the other, i guess.”

“do you honestly think she’s like that? does she treat you any differently in your two personas?” again keigo’s question makes tomura pause.

“no, she treats me pretty much the same. except, her tone of voice is different. with shigs, she’s relaxed, comfortable. i can hear the love in her voice, she acts like i make her feel at home. with tomu, she’s still realxed and comfortable. she sounds like i make her feel safe, but there’s also something in her tone that makes me think she’s developing feelings for me as tomu.” there’s a look on keigo’s face that tomura can’t tell if he likes or not.

“what, what’s with the look hawks?” tomura sits up straighter now.

“she told me about two weeks ago that she’s developing feelings for you as tomu and it’s really messing with her head because of her feelings for you as shigs.” keigo explains.

“what?” it’s tomura’s turn to be confused, you guys have been working on the project for about a month now. there’s another month before it’s due, and you’re almost finished with it. another week of working together and it’d be done.

“yeah man, she likes both shigs and tomura. you should just tell her.” keigo smirks.

“yeah, i’ll tell her when you tell touya.” tomura snarks back sarcastically.

“even if i wanted to, i can’t. he’s with kenzie now, remember?” keigo sneers and tomrua rolls his eyes.

“you act as if neither of you are polyamorous. don’t you remember that one time in high school you both got so drunk and confessed that if i was into dudes at all we’d be a throuple.” tomura smirks as keigo huffs.

“shut the fuck up, i’m supposed to be pissed at you. and besides, you’re fucking pansexual so suck my dick.” keigo’s eyes roll so hard tomura is worried they’d get stuck.

“nah, i’m good. thanks though.” tomura laughs. this was nice, hanging out with his old friend.

“that still doesn’t explain why you won’t tell her.” keigo redirects the conversation back to before.

“i’m just not ready to. my grandma just died a week ago and her funeral was today, i just don’t think i’m ready for y/n to know the truth.” tomura sighs.

“shit, nana passed? i’m sorry to hear that tenko.” keigo’s voice is gentle, he knows that name could set him off but he wants him to know he truly means it when he gives his condolences.

“thanks keigo.” tomura means it sincerely when he speaks keigo’s real name for the first time that night.

“listen, i won’t say anything to my sister until you’re ready, but just don’t go breaking her heart, okay?” keigo sighs and then stands as he looks at the clock on the wall, 4:50am.

“yeah about that, i think i already did.” tomura mumbles, keigo simply sighs deeply as if he already knew.

“one last question, who all knows besides me that you’re shigs and tomrua?” keigo looks at tomura who still sits on the couch.

“dabi knows, ochako and himiko know, kenz knows i’m shigs but not that i’m tomu, and i’m assuming that dabi will probably tell shoto in case he wants y/n to baby sit again. oh, and she doesn’t know that we were friends in high school.” tomura explains and keigo hums.

“okay well, you can crash here for a couple hours if you want, i gotta be at work at seven so i’m just going to start getting ready now.” keigo stretches as he speaks.

“thanks, but i should probably get home. if you saw dabi at your place then he’s probably going through it and somebody should be there if shoto wakes up.” tomura stands, stretching his arms with a sigh.

“yeah, true. i hope he’s adjusting to living with you guys. if you need anything, you can always ask. i have a feeling we’re going to be in each other’s lives a lot more again.” keigo leads the way to the door.

“yeah, thanks again keigs.” tomura follows behind him.

“anytime tenko, anytime.” keigo opens the door for him to walk out.

“she’s going to be alone when you go to work right?” tomura suddenly asks, keigo nods.

“you mind if i come back over with shoto later? as tomu of course.” he meets keigo’s eyes.

“nah, i think she’d like that. she already loves shoto and he’d help keep her busy.” keigo smiles.

“alright, cool. i’ll be back in a few hours then.” tomura smiles as he steps into the hall.

“sounds good man.” keigo nods and tomura waves as he walks away to the elevator.

“fuck little sis, what have you gotten us into?” keigo sighs as he closes the door.

level ten; going home with tomu completed!

one achievement unlocked; game one finished!

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

mutual tags; @shigarakislaughter, @chaoslibra, @sexylexy12

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L.O.V.E Masterlist

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

photo credits; pinterest and my moot kenzie

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

L - learn the rules

O - own your skills

V - view your stats

E - enter next stage

game start up;

the gremlins (y/n’s group)

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

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

level one; graphic design 🎮

level two; you know toga? 🎮

level three; a day with tomu 🎮

level four; your voice is my safe space 🎮

level five; new character unlocked

level six; chance meetings 🎮

level seven; cold soba

level eight; party animals

level nine; drink away the pain 🎮

level ten; going home with tomu 🎮

game two main menu;

level eleven; dr. tomu and nurse shoto

checkpoint;

#1; nighttime call w shigs 🎮

#2; touya's staring problem 🎮

#3; keigo lore 🎮

#4; streamers, musicians & 2 adults

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

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

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

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

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

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i wanna go when the haikyuu & mha fandom went through that smau phase. where every writer was doing a smau and i loved them.

Hanamaki: *hysterical wheezing* Matsukawa: He knows it's infertile, right? Iwaizumi: If it makes him happy...

Update for this ~ They are having an egg 🥚🐉

In this AU, all dragon genders can lay eggs—it's just something that happens when they start building a nest with a trusted partner. Young dragons lay 4-6 infertile eggs before they have the process figured out and can make eggs that actually hatch something. "Test eggs" are very potent ingredients for potions and also a delicacy—Iwaizumi, Matsukawa and Hanamaki want to make an omelet, Oikawa wants to be extra and show it off to everyone.

The peculiar case of Tadashi Yamaguchi

Fandom: Haikyuu (My contribution for the @hqurbanfantasybang) Type: Chaptered (3/3 - 40.1k words total) // Urban Fantasy AU ; University AU Focus: Unknown Species!Yamaguchi (Yamaguchi/Kuro/Bokuto friendship/support/mentorship) Ships: TsukiYama, BokuAka, KuroKen, IwaOi & DaiSuga; implied LevYaku, UshiTen, KageHina & MatsuHana Rating: Mature (descriptions of blood and injuries & explicit language)

Summary: Tadashi Yamaguchi has problems. As in: A lot. People can't stop reminding him that he smells tasty and they'd like to eat him. His best friend and he are indirectly responsible for burning down their previous university. He can't figure out how to stop turning orange whenever he's nervous, keeps hitting his antlers on the lintel and the lion's tail growing out his back seems to have developed a mind of its own. Oh, and of course there is that cute but grouchy med student vampire living across the hall who he is crushing on hard but doesn't have the courage to ask out! On top of everything he now has to transfer to a new uni and try to survive campus chaos. Luckily, a pixie with chronic bed-hair and a shapeshifter who transforms into a duck rather than an owl whenever he's upset, decide to take him on and teach Tadashi some confidence. Inbetween mysterious mentors, headless centaurs, annoyed dragons, hungry werewolves, kickboxing archangels, literal gods and sassy half-ghosts he isn't quite sure if they are actually helping his increasing anxiety attacks, but hey... it's the effort that counts, isn't it?

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Read on Ao3 -> The peculiar case of Tadashi Yamaguchi

Preview:

“So, tomorrow is the big day, isn’t it?” Yachi asks and Tadashi takes a sip of tea.

There is nothing better than a witch’s homemade tea, even if the blonde’s speciality is time-based magic and not herbology.

“Yeah,” he nods and shudders.

“You got this!” she reassures him, but her own hands clench nervously around her cup as she goes on, “I mean Central is a big uni with lots of people - you can blend into the herd and nobody will notice you, that’s good, isn’t it? It has to be good!”

“I hope you are right,” Tadashi sighs. “I still wish I could have joined your uni” - ‘If only it wasn’t a damn expensive, super fancy, private one!’

The two of them met about a year ago, in the bathroom of another uni out of town. Both of them had been invited to an application interview and both of them had been so nervous they needed to throw up. Eventually, they bonded over rinsing their mouths at the uni-sex sinks. When Tadashi was in need of a place to live, Yachi volunteered to vouch for him with her landlord who owned several flats in this building, the one he is living in now included and since it’s one of the smallest it’s surprisingly affordable.

It’s not like his family is poor, they get by quite well, but Tadashi doesn’t want to be a financial burden on his mothers any more than he already is, since his tendency to attract trouble in combination with his non-existent self-confidence has gotten him either denied or fired from every job he’s had so far.

“Me too - then I wouldn’t be so alone in my design classes anymore,” she frowns into her cup. “But doesn’t Tsukishima-San goes to Central as well? Maybe you could stick to him and - oh”

From the look on his face, she must have deducted that plan already went down the drain - rather spectacularly if he might say so. Yachi is well aware of Tadashi’s crush on the blond vampire. He appreciates her attempts to help and her encouragements every time he gets flat out ignored in his attempts to organise something that could count as a date if you just squint hard enough!