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I’m going away to school in 2 weeks and I’m trying to raise money to defeat the “broke college student” stereotype, lol.

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Not gonna lie, I could not think of a title for this. By all means, come up with your own, lol.

Anyways, this one is for my natural hair girlies. I'm going away to college in a few weeks and I plan on doing mini twists before the semester starts and it gave me an urge to write something. This is a small piece with adult!Bakugou x adult!black!reader where they're living together and he's helping her with her hair.

Tags: relationship fluff, interracial couple, light cursing, suggestive ending

WC: 1.7k

I sighed, placing my hands on the sink. I stared at myself in the mirror, my tired reflection staring back at me. I glanced up at my hair and sighed again.

I love my hair, but sometimes, I just wish that I didn’t have to take care of it. 

I’ve been standing in the bathroom for about an hour now, putting my hair into two-strand twists and I only have about a third of my head finished. I just wanna sleep.

I stretched my arms over my head, trying to reawake my body after standing for so long. I placed my hands on my lower back and bent backwards a bit. I groaned in relief when I felt it crack. Need to get all the kinks out. 'Specially since we’re gonna be here for a while.

I opened my music app and shuffled one of my playlists. Grabbing the comb, I began to part off another section, wanting to get at least one more finished before I went to bed. 

“Teddybear?” I heard Katsuki call from the bedroom.

I paused my music and cracked the door open. “In here!”

I heard him walking towards the bathroom and I went back to parting my hair, laser focused on the mirror to make sure the part was straight. 

Kats knocked lightly before sticking his head through the door. I met his gaze in the mirror.

“Hi, my love,” I gave him a small smile. 

Katsuki smiled in return before looking around at my “workplace.”

The counter was covered in scrunchies, combs, a brush, curling cream, leave-in conditioner, the whole nine. I tried to keep it neat, but that was next to impossible with such a small counter space. It’s gonna be fun to clean and put all this shit up later. 

“You look tired,” he said. 

I chuckled lightly.  “I am.”

Kats opened the door and entered the bathroom completely. He shuffled his way in, making room for himself to stand behind me. I watched him in the mirror as he looked at my hair, gingerly touching the few twists I had already done.

“Careful,” I turned my head so he could have a better view. “Some of those aren’t dry yet.”

Kats didn’t appear to have heard what I said. “How do you do these?”

Aww. He’s curious.

“It’s not hard at all.” I pushed him to sit on the toilet, excited for this new teaching moment. “You really wanna learn?"

Kats nodded his head.

I almost squealed. "Okay, so you part off some hair, doesn’t matter how much; it just depends on the look you’re going for.” I showed him the part that I just finished. “ Just make sure that the part is straight, so that it looks neat.”

I spent the next five minutes showing Katsuki the products I use and what order I use them in. Leave-in, curling cream, then some oil. I told him why I used them in my hair, how they keep my twists in place, and leave them moisturized.

“So, after you part the hair, you’re gonna use either a brush or your fingers to detangle and spread the product.” I rake my fingers through my hair. “I prefer to use my fingers.”

I glanced down just to see him staring intensely at my hands. He’s really focused on this.

“Now, you’re gonna take the hair and separate it into two pieces,” I demonstrate. “Try to make the pieces as equal as possible.

“Then you’re gonna take the pieces and twist them around each other. You wanna make sure it's tight at the top so the twist isn't loose.” My fingers start working faster to complete the twist. “Finally, you continue twisting down until you get to the end, then you coil the ends around your finger, and viola!” I gently hold the twist up to the light. “You have a two-strand twist.”

I turn to look at him and see a gleam of wonder in his eyes. He looks amazed, like I had just performed a magic trick, or something. 

A few moments of silence passed before Kats spoke.

“Can I try to do one?”

I raised my eyebrows. “Uh, sure.” I moved to switch places with him.

I sat down on the toilet and watched silently as he familiarized himself with everything on the counter; he seemed determined to get this right. I smiled to myself. 

How cute. 

Katsuki gingerly picked up the rat tail and turned to face me. He stared at my hair, almost nervous, but the emotion passed as soon as it appeared. 

He glanced down at me. “Let me know if I hurt you or anything, okay?”

I shook my head. “You won’t.”

He just looked at me.

“Fine.” I rolled my eyes. 

That seemed to have satisfied him because he finally started a new twist. He began to part my hair and I made sure to stay still, not wanting to distract him. But let’s play a little prank first.

Just as the comb touched my scalp, I flinched.

“Ow!” I started to rub my head. 

Katsuki jumped back. “What’s wrong?” He squatted down to my level. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

I tried to hold back my smile, but failed horribly. “I’m just messing with you.”

He glared at me. “Tch…dumbass. You play too much.”

I laughed. 

He went back to finish parting my hair. I sat still once more, watching as he slowly became more comfortable with his new environment. He handled my hair delicately, almost as if he was scared to hurt me. My joke must have made him nervous…oops.

I watched and let him work at his own pace. He followed everything I showed him to a T, leaving no room for error.

After about five minutes, Kats finished the twist.

“Did I do it right?”

I stood up and moved to look in the mirror. Well, would you look at that? The twist looked great, almost as if he’s been doing this professionally for years. Maybe not, but still.

The part was clean and the twist appeared to be even. It wasn’t saturated in product either; he used the perfect amount. Okay, sir. I see you.

"This is pretty good.” I playfully scowled at him. “Did someone else teach you?”

Kats smirked. “I just got skills.”

I rolled my eyes. 

“Do you really like it?” He caught my gaze in the mirror, eyes hopeful. “You think I did a good job?”

I smiled softly and nodded. “Yes.” I turned and booped his nose. “I think you did great.”

He ended up doing the rest of my hair. He asked and I thought, why not? Less stress for me and he's gaining new experience; it's a win-win.

I’m really thankful, though. Going natural was one of my favorite decisions, but it is definitely a hassle, I won’t lie. He has become a great help with my hair and I don’t know what I’d do without him. 

***A couple days later***

I was shopping for a couple of new crop tops when I was approached by some random guy. 

“Hey, gorgeous.” he said, winking.

I rolled my eyes internally. Please leave me alone.

“Hello,” I replied curtly, keeping my attention on the rack.

This seemed to ruffle his feathers a bit, as I saw his smile dim just slightly in my peripheral. 

“I love your hair,” I froze as he reached out to touch my twists. I know he did not just… “Did you do them yourself?”

“No, actually. I did them.” I heard from behind me. I huffed a quick sigh of relief. “They do look great, don’t they?”

Katsuki came to stand beside me, his arm wrapping around my waist. He gave me a peck on my forehead. “Hey, princess. Who’s your friend?”

I looked and raised an eyebrow at the stranger, who in return seemed as if he was ready to start running. “Oh. I was just, uh…we were…um-”

He cut him off. “Listen. If I ever catch you touching my girl, or anyone else for that matter, without their permission again,” He pulled away from me and stepped closer to the stranger, easily towering over him. I heard a few snaps and pops come from his hands as he spoke. The stranger was rendered speechless and was unable to move under Katsuki's death stare. “Well, I’m sure you can imagine what might happen. And we wouldn’t want that, now would we?” Kats slapped the stranger’s shoulder a bit harder than considered normal and I can only imagine how hot his hand was.

The stranger rapidly shook his head. “N-no. No, we don’t.” 

He chuckled darkly. “Good.” He gave the stranger a small, but rough shove. “Now get the hell out of our faces.”

God, that was hot.

The stranger all but tripped over his own feet to get away from us. I laughed as I watched him practically sprint out of the store. I went back to looking at the tops when I felt Kats' presence behind me. He rested his hands on my hips as he kissed my cheek.

“Sorry, teddybear,” He tilted my head back and leaned down to connect his lips with mine. “I didn’t mean to be gone for so long.” 

I reached up to stroke his face. “It’s fine, honey. I knew you weren’t too far away.”

“Mhm,” Kats' lips met mine in another kiss. He stared at me for a moment before speaking again. “Let’s go. I’m hungry.”

My eyes widened. I turned around to face him completely. “What? Are you serious?” I shook my head. “We just…I’m not finish-” 

He raised a finger to my lips, shushing me. I narrowed my eyes into a glare and pushed his hand away. “That was rude.” I turned back around and grabbed a top off the rack. “I’m not finished looking. You can go grab something and I’ll meet you.”

His breath tickled my ear. “I said-" His nose brushed along my cheek and down to the crook of my neck. "-I’m hungry.”  

Oh.

My breath caught when I realized what he meant. I felt him smirk at my reaction.

Katsuki placed a featherlight kiss on my pulse. “Can we go so I can eat, princess?” 

A/N: Let me know what you think. If you have any suggestions or requests, don't be afraid to reach out. xoxo

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Certain Things

Okay, I promise that everything I post will not be a song fic. I'm just trying to share some pieces I already wrote before I start anything new. This is another character x reader, but this time they're getting married. This is one of my favorite pieces, and I hope you like it as well. Enjoy 😁

WC: 845

Song: "Certain Things" by James Arthur (bold italics are lyrics)

Deep breath.

Inhale…

Exhale…

I stared in the mirror, unable to recognize the woman that was staring back at me. 

She was breathtaking.

Her hair was split into two braids that met into a bun and she had some loose curls to frame her face. Something simple, yet regal. 

Her makeup wasn’t anything dramatic, either. Very natural, with a hint of glitter dusting her cheekbones. I met the woman’s gaze and my breath caught in my throat. The deep blue eyeshadow that decorated her eyes made the golden honey irises pop; it contrasted beautifully with her chocolate brown skin. 

I glanced down at the woman’s dress. It was a navy blue ball gown that hung off of her shoulders. The sleeves were embellished with blue flowers, along with the bodice, which was cut into a deep V plunge. 

She was also wearing a veil. It was clipped into her hair and trailed behind her like a cape. Her neck and earlobes were adorned with diamond jewelry that sparkled in the sunlight coming from the window. And on her left hand, there was a pear cut diamond ring on her ring finger.

The woman seemed to glow, almost as if… she wasn’t human. Yeah, that’s it. This woman was too graceful, too elegant. Ethereal, goddess-like, even. Her brown skin glistened in the light; she looked divine.

It was really hard to believe that the woman in the mirror was me.

Deep breath.

Inhale…

Exhale…

A knock at the door shook me out of my thoughts. I spared the woman in the mirror one last glance before turning around to open the door. 

My dad was on the other side, fidgeting with his suit.I shook my head, smiling softly. 

“Dad, stop,” I pulled his hands down to his side. “You’re gonna wrinkle your suit.”

I smoothed out his tux, picking off invisible lint to hide my own nervousness. “You look great, I promise.” 

He nodded his head and took a deep breath. 

“You ready?”

Inhale…

Exhale…

“Yes.”

Breathe.

“Alright. Let’s go.”

I looped my arm with his, holding on extra tight. I heard the music begin to play and I had to fight back my tears; my sister would kill me if I messed up my makeup.

This is it. This is really happening.

Something about you

It's like an addiction

Hit me with your best shot, honey

My dad led me out the room and down a short hallway. I left the decorations to my mother, so this is my first time seeing everything put together. 

This is…beautiful.

It’s everything I imagined and more.

I've got no reason to doubt you

'Cause certain things hurt

And you're my only virtue

And I'm virtually yours

“Dad, I’m scared.” I kept my gaze straight, worried that if I looked anywhere else, I might trip. 

I heard him sigh. 

“Me too.”

We came to stand in front of a pair of double doors that opened to the outside. The glass was stained, so I could only see shapes and shadows of what laid on the other side.

Inhale…

Exhale…

There's something about you

It's when you get angry

You have me at your mercy

The doors opened.

Here we go.

“Don’t let me fall,” I whispered.

And you're like a shoulder to turn to

“Never.”

Cause certain things burn

Just when we're hanging on for dear life

We began walking down the aisle. I saw everyone stand up, but I wasn’t really paying attention- not to them at least. My eyes were locked on him. 

We held on so tight

The love of my life.

And there’s certain things that I adore

I’ve never really thought that I would actually reach this point. Don’t get me wrong, I always dreamed of getting married and having a big wedding. Of writing my own vows, professing my love for my amazing partner. I just guess I never really believed something so grand could be in the works for me.

As we gazed into each other's eyes, I couldn’t help but wish that this aisle was shorter. I’ve finally found my happy ending, my happily ever after and I wanted nothing but to be near him. To hurry up and get this over with so we can begin spending the rest of our lives together. 

We reached the altar and as was tradition, my dad placed my hand in his, giving me away. I heard a small sniffle from my dad before he went to sit down.

The song started to come to an end, with one verse left, one that I couldn’t help but sing along to as I stared into my future husband’s eyes. There was nothing, no one, except me and him; nothing else mattered in this moment.

I brought my hand up to his cheek as the tears began to spill over. He leaned into my touch and kissed my palm. I saw nothing but love, happiness, and complete joy in his eyes. I smiled as I sang the last few words quietly.

“Certain that I’m yours.”

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"Stay with Me"

Okay, so this is another little non-specific character x reader drabble I wrote. The prompt is from TikTok and this is what I did with it. I hope you enjoy it. I'll link the TikTok below.

Hero!character x Villian!reader

The world seemed to have slowed down.

The wind stopped blowing, the sound of screams and sirens faded in the background...it was as if time stood still. 

He stared and watched as the bullet whizzed slowly through the air before cutting into the her chest. At first, he did nothing, frozen in place, watching as she began to fall.

Then time started up again, but everything was moving too fast.

He rushed to the her side, panicking, and started looking for the wound. When he found it, he immediately applied pressure and yelled for someone to call 911.

“No, no, no…” He chanted as he pressed his palms to her wounded chest, trying to stop the bleeding. “What have I done?” 

Tears filled his eyes. It’s okay. You’re gonna be okay.

“Hey, buddy. You won,” she laughed hoarsely, coughing up blood in the process. “Just like you wanted.”

“Shhh. Don’t talk.” He shook his head. “I didn’t want to win. Not like this."

He choked back a sob.

“I never wanted it to be like this… I’m sorry.”

You didn’t deserve this...I’m so sorry.

She gazed up at him with a pain-filled, but grateful expression. “That’s the kindest thing anyone’s ever said to me,” She gave a small smile. “Thank you.”

Oh no...

He sniffled. “For what?”

“For all the great times we had together.” Her eyes closed.

No, no, no, no, no

His heart began to shatter.

“No, please…” He begged. “Stay with me..”

Dammit! Where is the ambulance?!!

He started to gently shake her, hoping the movement would open her eyes.

No response.

“C’mon,” he muttered. “Wake up!”

Please wake up. Please. I’ll do anything, anything, for you to just open your eyes again. C’mon, please.

Still applying pressure to the wound, he tried again to gently shake her awake, but the life had already faded from the her body.

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Goodbye...For now

I wrote this while I was at work and it’s kinda funny because I wrote this about a year ago, but it relates to my own situation now. Anyways, there are no specific characters, just imagine who you will. Enjoy 

Tags: angst, breakup, song-fic (kinda but not really)

Songs: “Trainwreck” by James Arthur and “See You Later (10 Years)” by Jenna Raine

Lyrics in bold italics

Her POV:

I’m not ready to die…

“No...”

Not yet

“Please…”  I sobbed.

Pull me out the train wreck 

I reached my hand out, watching as he walked away. I wanted to yell, to cry, but I couldn’t even bring myself to open my mouth. 

Five years…

Five years of ups and downs, arguments and makeups, new experiences and reliving good memories…all down the drain.

He walked away, taking a part of me with him. I felt something within myself die; I don’t think I’ll never be the same again. 

Pull me out

“Don’t leave me…”

His POV:

“Please…”

I heard her soft broken cry as I walked away and it took everything in me to not turn back around.

She’ll find out in time that I’m doing this to protect her. And I know that sounds like such a bullshit reason, but I really had no other choice.

I forced myself to stay forward, to not turn and look back. To not run to her, pull her into my arms, and wipe away her tears.

A few of my own spilled over, streaks of heat running down my cheek.

“I’m so sorry, my love,” I whispered to the dark sky.

‘Cause time wasn’t in our favor

This isn’t goodbye…this is simply see you later