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“Do I want to be him or with him?”
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Jaded.
Whose blood is that?
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Hallucinations
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BNHA boys
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I’m counting the days til we meet again (1.09)
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26/08/2021
Day 13: Outdoors
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Jujutsu kaisen part 2
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Anatomy is hard but Kirishima is harder.
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Onigiri 
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The thing that doesn’t make sense is the onigiri.
The Bakusquad are currently sprawled all over the common room couches, taking turns playing on the PS5. This is a normal sight, one that Ojiro has walked in on several times. There’s yelling, screaming, fingers poking ribs, and Bakugou kicking anyone that dares to touch his hair. The whole group is in a mad tangle of limbs, the audience yelling profanities while the people with the controllers (in this case, Sero and Kirishima) have a look of sheer determination painted on their faces as they race each other in an all too intense game of Mario kart.
And, in the midst of all this chaos, is a large plate filled to the brim with onigiri- perfectly shaped, delicious looking balls of rice wrapped in shiny seaweed.
When Kirishima loses to Sero a few moments later, the tape hero whoops victoriously as the redhead visibly deflates, groaning loudly and seemingly melting into the floor. Bakugou laughs out loud at the sight and pulls the plate right up to Kirishima’s face and says, “Take your pick, Red.” He sounds gleeful, and it makes a shiver run down the length of Ojiro’s spine.
Kaminari finally catches sight of him and waves him over, “Oji! Get over here man.”
Ojiro makes his way to the couch and sits at the very edge, watching as Kirishima sighs deeply and pulls out an onigiri at random. For someone that loves food, and especially rice, with a fierce sort of vengeance, Kirishima looks deathly pale and completely unwilling to eat. Ojiro waves at Kaminari to get his attention before pointing at Kirishima and going, “What is happening?”
“Just wait,” the electric blonde smirks, his eyes dancing with delight.
Ojiro watches the redhead inhale one last time before taking a large bite. He chews the onigiri for a moment before his face contorts in absolute horror and he yanks what can only be described as a spit bucket from the other side of the couch to his face, coughing the rice out violently.
“Oh fuck,” Bakugou gasps out in between peals of laughter, “he got the mayo banana. Fuck me, he got the worst fucking one.”
Kirishima’s gargling some water while the words Mayo-banana swirl around Ojiro’s head. Kaminari takes one look at him and giggles.
“We’re playing onigiri roulette,” Sero finally explains. 
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Dirty job.
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🎐🌸🎐
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“Um, what are you guys doing?”
Jirou doesn’t normally intrude on whatever the class gets up to in their free time, but when she sees a small group standing off to one side of the common room staring intensely at the couch, she’s intrigued, which usually isn’t a great idea but it’s Saturday afternoon and she has a grand total of zero plans for the day.
So yeah, screw it.
Tokoyami looks over his shoulder and gives her a curt nod. “We are observing one Shinsou Hitoshi.”
“Ohhkay, why though?”
Kirishima leans back and whispers, “He hasn’t looked up from his phone in the last three hours.”
Jirou quirks a brow, “Not even once?”
“Nope.”
“And you’ve all been watching him this whole time?”
“Not the whole time, but every one of us that’s been in and out for the last few hours has seen him glued to it. He hasn’t even moved; we checked to see if he’s breathing.”
“Is he?”
“Yeah, he is,” Midoriya confirms quietly. “I don’t know how he does it though. It’s like he’s playing a one-man game of statue.”
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<image attached>
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So I drew this based off the tododeku fan fiction called <image attached> by Qitana on ao3. It’s really good. I loved it
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<Image Attached>
Author: qitana
Word Count: 7k
Relationship: Midoryia Izuku/Todoroki Shouto
Chapters: 1/1
Summary: Shouto [5:10]
a random person texted me on this number
Momo [5:12]
..... and?
Shouto [5:14]
well, for one thing, I don’t know how they got this number
Shouto [5:17]
and they sent me some rather, interesting, images
Momo [5:18]
OMG
Momo [5:18]
TODOROKI SHOUTO
Momo [5:19]
DID YOU JUST RECEIVE ACCIDENTAL NUDES?
Important Tags: actor! Todoroki, detective! Midoryia
Review: I don't normally like text fics but this one was super cute and absolutely worth it. The drunk texting/phone call? Adorable
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Heat waves ☀️
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