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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

 “Good morning sunshine!”

Were the first words you heard when you woke up. Your covers were violently ripped off of you, the cold air clinging onto your warm body. You already knew what day it was, you already know who exactly were standing over your corpse-like body.

Today was the dreaded doctor appointment. Izuku has made sure to come with every single time, claiming he needs to make sure they “get things right.” Since he’s almost graduated in med school whenever you even step foot in a hospital he’s already attached to your hip. As much as you like to complain, you really do appreciate it. He’s always speaking up for you and making sure you get what you need. If you ever got embarrassed about something or just forgot something Izuku is telling the doctor. (one time he even told the doctor about a bad case of diarrhea and you almost died on the spot).

When you were in the hospital, Izuku would hold your hand through every hard talk, any pains, anything that made you the slightest bit uncomfortable. He was always waiting in your room when you got out of surgery, and would even get in arguments with doctors when he didn’t agree. As much as you didn’t like having someone hover you, that was a very scary time in your life and you’re glad you had him.

The other person standing behind Izuku menacingly, was of course, your best friend Hitoshi.

It’s a known fact Hitoshi struggles with expressing his feelings, and he often isolates when he does have those hard feelings. Whenever the two of you get in fights you have learned to let him cool off, let him be by himself and let him come to you. If you were to come to him first it would only piss him off more, a mistake you will never forget.

With that being said, when you were first in the hospital, and all through your healing journey Hitoshi surprised you with how open and communicative he began to be. Late at night when you couldn’t sleep he would lay in bed with you, laughing at whatever friends episode was playing. (that show later began to be you and Hitoshi’s comfort show). He would fix your hair to how you liked it, and walk you as far as he could whenever you went into surgery. He also always brought your favorite clothes, blankets, and plushies, decorating the hospital bed.

When you were home he was even more considerate, but also very strict. Izuku and him would talk back and forth with all of your dos and donts. They were like hawks watching you, and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

“I hope you both die a slow and painful death.”

You roll over on your side, putting your back to them often like how a cat does when they’re mad at their owners. You heard Hitoshi snort, and you didn’t even have to look to know Izuku was standing with his hands on his hips.

The stance reminded you of the way Katsuki stands with only one hand on his hip. You always wanted to point it out but didn’t want to make him annoyed with you. You often wonder if because they grew up together that’s how that habit started.

“Come on n/n, hou got twenty minutes to get ready.”

Izuku walked away, not knowing where he was headed as Hitoshi sat down on your bed. You were able to see him out of your peripheral, he was just sitting on his phone. His thumbs busy texting someone, presumably Kaminari.

Over the past couple weeks Hitoshi and Kaminari have been constantly hanging out, texting, and calling. Whenever Kaminari filmed any videos he would invite Hitoshi to come over and “help edit the video” but you knew he just wanted to be with Hitoshi. Anytime you brought up the possibility of Kaminari feeling the same about Hitoshi as he goes for the blond, you are immediately shut down and the conversation gets changed. It was times like those that made you want to strangle your best friend to death. Which honestly, wasn’t that rare.

“I’m not leaving until you get up.”

You groaned obnoxiously, knowing it would annoy Hitoshi. Izuku’s footsteps started to come closer to the bed now, and you felt a soft thump next to you. Curious, you moved your head so you could see what was laid next to you, and you were pleasantly surprised to see an outfit Izuku picked out for you.

“Your comfy clothes, now i’ll be in the kitchen making you avocado toast and getting your meds out.”

Soon enough, the three of you made your way to doctor’s office. You were used to the odd looks you would get because of the two men who followed you everywhere. They were practically your shadows, never leaving your side. Thankfully the doctors and nurses were used to this and always greeted you with a warm smile.

“Alright miss l/n, i have to say you’re doing a lot better than last time.”

“You have Izuku to thank for that one.”

Swinging your feat, you watched your doctor chuckle as she watched the screen intensely. Izuku was standing next to you as Hitoshi chose to sit, two very different behaviors of anxiety being performed.

“However…”

You felt Izuku go stiff next to you, as well as Hitoshi in his seat.

“However?”

Izuku’s voice came out as a squeak, not having heard that in a long time. Probably since the first semester of college whenever he gets nervous. He still has those cute squeaks, but not as often as you’d like.

“I’m not liking the way your liver is looking y/n.”

The doctor looked up at you from the computer as you smiled sheepishly. Knowing how strict Izuku and Hitoshi get, they are going to kick your ass.

“I know you’re young and at that age, but you have a serious condition here, and you need to remember how at stake your body can get.

Now I’m not too upset at the way it looks, you could easily flush this right out with plenty of water and no drinking. But still, please be careful y/n.”

Izuku and Hitoshi were now looking at you, feeling their cold stare as you smile and nodded.

Of course you knew this was a possibility, but with everything else you’ve been doing for your physical health you just assumed it would balance out. Besides, you weren’t a raging alcoholic, you just enjoyed a nice drink here and there. Drinking wasn’t going to kill you, and honestly not even the consequences of drinking. Katsuki being a perfect example.

If you hadn’t drank that night then you would have never made out with the most beautiful man on the planet. Now that was the best thing that’s ever happened to you drunk.

(the worst thing was certainly when you went on that trip to arizona and got drunk right before you landed in a local sheriff’s office. that experience alone made you want to never drink again. thought it is a good laugh now two years later)

“I’ll keep that in mind, thank you.”

The car ride back was tense.

Music playing gently in the background as Izuku gave you multiple monologues about how dangerous you’ve been living. Of course you wanted to argue back, but you couldn’t find yourself arguing with someone you love with something so stupid. Instead, you listened and apologized, trying to make Izuku feel better. Hitoshi was nodding along annoyingly, adding extra details that only makes Izuku ramble more. that’s why you made him sit in the back

As Izuku rambled about topics that don’t even have anything to do with drinking you finally pulled out your phone to respond to Katsuki.

The two of you have been texting and calling a little too much for your comfort. You really didn’t know how to feel, but you couldn’t for the life of you pull away from the man. He had such a magnetic personality, you loved every conversation with him and wanted nothing more than to be in his life.

But that doesn’t mean you’re in love with him or something. That’s crazy talk.

After Izuku made his final rant, he had to get back home to Shoto. You all made your quick goodbyes, and once the other was gone you crashed on the couch. Hitoshi found his way to the couch as well, sitting on the arm rest and you could feel his stare.

“I think I’m gonna ask out Denks”

Your whole body jolted up, a new wave of energy hitting you after your best friend muttered those words.

A wide smile spread across your face as you scooted closer to Hitoshi, but that just made him groan and hide his now red face away from you.

“Don’t make this weird n/n”

You just laughed, now grabbing Hitoshi’s hand and playing with the bracelets on his wrist. You were so excited about this, because you knew that Kaminari would say yes in a heart beat, and you especially couldn’t wait to tell Katsuki.

“I’m so proud of you.”

Groaning even more, Hitoshi sunk into the couch and swatted you away making you giggle.

There was a comfortable silence after that, before your best friend spoke up again.

“When are you gonna tell Bakugou about your condition.”

You were now looking down, Hitoshi’s word like a punch to the gut. You fiddled with your rings, letting the question hang in the air.

“I don’t know.”

Hitoshi sighed, and you could tell he was looking your way now.

You really didn’t know. You just now had a good thing going with Katsuki, you didn’t want him to look at you any differently. You had no idea how he would react, and you certainly didn’t want him to react the same way all of your friends did. You could take care of yourself, you didn’t want him to look at you as weak when you told him. You needed to prove yourself to him. Needed to accomplish something big so he knew that even though you have this condition you can still kick ass.

Not to mention, with the festival coming up you really have slowed down talking to him. You honestly preferred it this way, it made you less attached. It allowed you to stop feeling so guilty whenever you did remember he didn’t know about your health, you just needed to finish this festival. After that maybe you’ll feel better and tell him.

Maybe.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

false god

i jinxed myself on the last post whoopsies

also not a lot of writing bc there’s a chapter coming up that’s gonna be LOADED so 😬😬

also i wanted to incorporate more smau stuff into the written things i think at this point it’s just bc i’m lazy😭

anyways love ya and have a great day!!! and as always lmk if you want any x reader images or just have any questions for me!! i’ll always answer 🫶

fun facts! ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

- no yeah i’m not kidding Izuku went full karen on some poor nurse and the doctor was like pissed at izuku at first but then checked over the work and was like….”fuck the kid’s right” LMFAO

- hitoshi CAN be sweet yes it’s possible

- izuku stull has his little motor mouth moments and i for one live for it

- ever since last week katsuki has been checking up nonstop

- momo is literally y/n’s mother

- hitoshi blushes rlly easily it’s so cute

- also HEEHEH KAMINARI IS GONNA ASK HUM OUT HEHEHEHHEE

- excited

- uh i think that’s all

- i’m sorry this chapter was so short i’ve been actually busy recently 😀

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So real. - another friendly neighborhood dane

The danish men's handball team: *exists*

Me Your friendly neighbourhood dane:

they’re cutie patooties 🫶🏼

Fruit Mugs // Happy Lil Bear on Etsy

I Am Not Your Asian American Doll: a comic for AAPI Heritage Month 2023

I usually spend a lot of time editing and fine-tuning my comics so that they come across as polite and inoffensive. But honestly, I’m really tired of the way Asian cultures and countries are treated / talked about while Asian people themselves are excluded, and thought it was about time I really let my rage out lol.

id in alt

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

EVER AFTER HIGH IS BACK!?!?!?!!!!!!

WHY THE FUCK DOES IT FIT

since people seem to think the timing is off in the new OP, i think i know what song it was originally set to…

I LOVE THIS STORY OMMMGGG

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Waking up in a hospital bed was not something you thought you would do in a very long time. The hospital smell, the fabric that makes up the gowns, the obnoxious sounds from the many machines that crowd the room, it was all something that you’d wanted to avoid for a long time. And yet, here you were. Your eyes droopy and hair messy, laying in a hospital bed.

“For someone who just came back from surgery, you look great.”

Rolling your eyes, you flipped the channel again. Hitoshi and Izuku had been waiting for you to get back, every time you opened your eyes they were there. You couldn’t decide if it was annoying or comforting.

“Yeah whatever, get me a pudding dickwad.”

Izuku laughed as Hitoshi stuck his tongue out at you, but left the room to get what you asked for anyways. You laid your head back, sighing deeply. The last 24 hours had been the most eventful 24 hours in a long time, and you never really had the time to sit down and process. In a way, you’re more warn out by the festival and that argument with Katsuki than the surgery that had to clean up the mess that was the inside of your body.

When you first woke up, you weren’t entirely conscious, still going in and out of consciousness. All you could see and hear was Hitoshi and Izuku talking to the doctors, hearing words such as “alcohol” and “blood.” At one point your friends saw that you were trying to wake up and they rushed to your side, feeling a hand push back your hair while another held your right hand. You really wish you could hear what they were saying, but everything was so muffled and bright. It was like being underwater with a spotlight being shined on you.

The second time you woke, and stayed awake, was after the surgery. You were tired, and grumpy, refusing to use full sentences with Izuku and Hitoshi once you were fully aware of the situation. However, these are the people that know you best, and it didn’t take them very long to break you.

When they did, you had successfully broke down sobbing, both of them practically jumping onto the bed to hold you. It had been so long since you’ve cried like that, but after the previous day of pain and stress there was no better way to let it go. You told them everything, from the pains you were getting all the way to your fight with Katsuki. They both nodded along, claiming that Katsuki had told them about the fight that night after you had been taken away in the ambulance. It had taken you a while to recover, and your heavy sobbing did worry the nurses, but you settled down eventually. After that, you noticed that your friends had sent you plenty of “get well” presents, and Shoto was on FaceTime for way too long.

Opening your eyes, you sat back up before turning to look at Izuku in the chair next to you. You couldn’t believe that the both of them stayed the night with you, just like last year. It felt all to eerily similar to last year, just, without the passing out after an argument part.

“What is it n/n? Are you still hurting? Tell me where.”

Izuku was by your side in an instant, pushing on your ribcage and watching your face for discomfort. However, your facial expression was simply a straight face and you gently pulled his hands away. He noticed the mood quickly and sat in front of you, giving you those famous doe eyes of his.

“I was such a bitch to him, Zu.”

You sat criss cross, refusing to make eye contact with the man who sat in front of you. You knew if you looked at him you would start crying again, and the swelling around your eyes just went down.

Taking another breath, you spoke again.

“I drunkenly made out with a stranger at a party, and ended up creating this whole…relationship with him! We called almost every night, texted each other everything, went out into the town together…and the whole time…I was lying to myself.”

“Lying to yourself about what, y/n?”

There was a pause after Izuku closed his mouth, and you were still looking away from him. The two of you sat there, the noises from machines around you and the TV being the only sound filling the room. You could feel Izuku’s stare, he’s always been known to have a weirdly intimate stare, his eyes being able to speak for him.

You opened your mouth to talk again, before finding you didn’t know what else to say. Izuku noticed and cupped your hands in his, and gently spoke up.

“Y/n, you knew you had feelings for him since your first day on the job,” he chuckled, making you look up at him with glaring eyes. His face softened, but the smile was still there.

Before he could speak again, Hitoshi returned with the pudding with a raised eyebrow.

“Are we having another break down?”

Izuku thinned his lips as you flipped off your best friend, but he ignored both of you and sat down next to you on the bed. He handed you the pudding and threw an arm around you, Izuku’s hands still holding your free hand.

“No, just talking,” Izuku glared at Hitoshi who threw his free hand up in defense. He looked back at you and let your hand go so you could eat your pudding, then continued to talk.

“You haven’t been lying to yourself, you’re not that type of person. You and I both know you were a hundred percent aware of your feelings, and I’m sure that’s all you could think about it. You just decided not to act on them because you were scared to mess up all the hard work you put into recovering from a pretty traumatizing event.”

As you ate your pudding you melted into the bed some more, not liking the feeling of both of your best friends staring at you. Not to mention talking about your love life made you want to pass out again so you didn’t have to be conscious for this. Maybe if you just closed your eyes…

“Do I think you lead him on? I hate to say it, but yes.”

Surprised with his words, you glanced up at him. He was looking at you, a serious expression on his face.

“There were so many different ways you could have dealt with the situation, but just because you did that doesn’t mean you’re a ‘bitch’ or deserved to be yelled at like that.”

You looked away again, but found yourself thinking over these past months. He wasn’t wrong. You liked Katsuki in not-so platonic way, put so much energy and effort into him but still called him a friend. It wasn’t right, and just like Katsuki said, you are a coward. You knew about your feelings towards the blond but you were just too scared to act on them, you were terrified something bad would happen if you did.

Surprisingly, Hitoshi was the one who spoke up again. which was probably the works of Izuku’s weird eye contact language

“You were scared, and you’re still scared. Shitty things happened to you, not just the car accident but all of your fucked up relationships too. No one is blaming you for not dating this guy, no matter how much you drooled over him.”

You smacked his chest, but Hitoshi just chuckled and continued.

“You don’t even have to date him now if you’re not ready, that’s okay. But you do have to apologize to him and explain the situation. Just talk to him, I’m more than certain he wants to talk things out too.”

More silence, but at least this one was a comfortable one since your friends were done speaking. Now, you just had to sit and think about all of this, process it.

You worked so hard to build your life back up. Your confidence, strength, mental and physical health. The idea of being in a serious relationship scared the shit out of you, not wanting to have another person worried about you. You wanted that independence, wanted to prove to yourself that you could take care of yourself, that you didn’t need someone breathing down your neck. You wanted to be strong, worthy of Katsuki’s love and care.

But, now that you think about that, it’s so stupid.

You were so worried about being a burden to all of your loved ones, that you didn’t even notice that you were drowning in yourself. Your friends, Katsuki, they wanted to be there for you. You aren’t needy, and just because they help you doesn’t mean you’re not independent or strong. They love you just as much you love them, and you should embrace them.

You love your friends.

You love Katsuki.

Your eyes widen when you take the last bite of your pudding.

You’re in love with Bakugou Katsuki.

“Oh my god,” you groan, running a hand down your face.

Izuku and Hitoshi pipe up at your response, Hitoshi raising an amused eyebrow while Izuku’s eyebrows furrow in concern.

“I’m in love with fucking Bakugou Katsuki.”

When you look back at your friends, there are two very different people looking at you. Izuku, is looking knowingly at you, with a gentle smile. Hitoshi however, your best friend, is looking at you trying not to laugh.

Groaning again, you lay back in your bed, eyes looking up at the ceiling. You feel Hitoshi leave your side and walk over to the other side of you while Izuku moves further up to replace Hitoshi’s spot.

“Okay, I have to say it,” Hitoshi sits down on the chair next to your bed as you and Izuku look at Hitoshi’s questioningly.

“Out of all the guys, him? Really? I mean I know he’s a model but there’s no way-“

Instead of letting your so-called-friend continue, you shut him up quickly with a pillow to the face. Izuku immediately burst out in laughter at the action, and you couldn’t help but giggle yourself after seeing Hitoshi’s reaction.

All this is shit you’ve gone through is scary, and in a way the future is even more terrifying. But right now, even after having surgery, you’ve never felt more secure. You have the worlds best friends, and you’re in love with Bakugou Katsuki. Now when you’re scared, you don’t have to feel weak for asking for help, you’re going to let the people who care about you, love you.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

soon you’ll get better

RAHHHHH

that’s all i have to say, good day.

no seriously i rlly have nothing more to say😭😭😭 i rlly don’t think i should do fun facts, and even if i should idk if i can….also it’s like 11:53 as i’m writing this so imma just chop chop so it counts 😁😁😁

love ya!

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