#i'm laughing so hard my lungs hurt (everything being on fire doesn't help)

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this is going to be a classic

[hnychn]

𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄

pairing: poly! bakusquad x gn! reader

summary: why settle for one lover when you could have five? 

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 🐝: ugh i love the idea of all five of these assholes in one relationship !! it just makes my heart 😫. lmk what you thought of it, i appreciate any constructive criticism that'll help me improve 🤍 i'm also working on a shoto work next so!! PS. this ended up being a lot longer than i thought, so i'll be making it into diferent parts!

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 || 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞

ur their baby

sorry

don't make the rules 🤷🏻‍♀️

so first and foremost, how you became a part of their relationship.

surprisingly, it was bakugo who brought up the idea to the others 😳

you're not in 1a, but you are in the support class. you make them gadgets 😌

and bakugo met you when the last student who was supposed to be responsible for his costume design and other shit refused to work with bakugo anymore

that was the sixth guy to quit

so you offered to pick up his work 😌

otherwise the storyline wouldn't continue

so bakugo goes to you after school and is like, "listen here you fucking extra-"

and that's as far as he got before you interrupted him and was like:

"no yOU listen you hot-headed cyndaquil! the only reason you should be talking to me is if you want to submit a request for your costume. other than that, don't look at me. don't speak to me. don't even breathe near me. GOT IT?!"

and he was just. . .😳 damn

highkey thought your yelling was hot

so the weeks pass and surprisingly he listens to you and doesn't speak to you outside of making requests for his costume or giving feedback

and your relationship with him is relatively stable

you're not friends but you can live together without ripping each other apart

there's a term for it but i forget what it is

he starts coming by more often because there's a kink in one of your gadgets

so you ask him to stay after school to test it out and figure out what the problem is

you end up talking

and you realise he's not as much of an asshole as you thought he was

and your relationship turns into more of a "friendship" but not if that makes sense?

like, "ok so i don't hate you, but i still hate you."

does that make sense? i how it does

anyways,

the two of you start saying hi in the halls or nodding at each other

bakugo's babies see this and are like ??

yOU MADE A FREND??

yes. yes he did 😌

so kirishima and mina try and convince him to introduce them to you

"why would i introduce you to that dumbass? they're nothing special."

he doesn't mean it, he's just flustered.

so kirishima, mina, kaminari, and sero start looking out for you in the halls

and they start picking up on your routine

without knowing they basically know your schedule

it's bakugo who points it out when kirishima said it was time to go

🦈 "oh! it's time to go guys!"

💥 "why? lunch isn't even over yet"

⚡️ "y/n usually goes to that vending machine by their art class during this time"

💥 ". . . how do you fuckers know that?"

and they're all silent like. . . how do they know that?

that's when it hits then that without them knowing, you slipped your way into their heart

because here they were,

right next to the vending machine where you always go 20 minutes before lunch ended to get a small snack

and when you get there and see bakugo surrounded by a bunch of people looking at you with starry eyed

". . . hi?"

mina lunges at you and asks how the hell you tamed bakugo

"easy, i beat his ass."

"NO YOU DIDN'T YOU FUCKER!"

and you just snort at his reaction and put some coins into the vending machine

"why do you think your gauntlet backfired yesterday, dumbass?"

and he blanks like. . .wait. . . wAIT A MINUTE

"THAT WAS YOU?!"

you nod, "wish i was there to see it though."

and you pout

fUCKING.

POUT.

and they all just feel their heart go doki doki

so the bell rings for class to start and you say goodbye to them and kaminari promises to show you the video he took of bakugo's gauntlet backfiring tmr at lunch

and while they're walking to class, none of them are talking

which is very unusual

but they all know their thoughts are only of you

it's kind of like an unspoken agreement that they're all falling for you

they have a hard time paying attention in class that day.

OK NEXT DAY!!

so you rush over to the bakusquad and practically throw yourself at kaminari

because you wanna see that video

you don't notice he's a blushing mess and the others are staring a bit bitterly because

:I i want that

so he shows you the video and you start laughing so hard

and it's so contagious and soon they're all laughing

except bakugo because he refuses to laugh at himself

but they suddenly hear someone calling your name

and you all look over and see some guy who's also from general studies

they see you roll your eyes and mutter, "fucking hell" under your breath

so it's safe to assume you don't like this guy.

"hey l/n."

"hey tanaka. . ."

the boy shoves his hands in his pockets, "so about that date saturday-"

you might have slapped the bakusquad in the face with a fish because holy-

they never considered you were seeing anyone and now they're kinda heartbroken because oop-

caught feelings too quick 🙊

but you grind your teeth, "it's not a date tanaka. the teacher paired us up for a project because he knows you're so incapable of doing anything on your own you have to be watched like a child."

anD WHOO BOY THEY WERE NOT EXPECTING THAT

kaminari snorts a bit before slapping a hand over his mouth

mina grabs kirishima's arm and burries her face into his jacket to stifle her laughs

kirishima and sero and just staring at each other with wide eyes and slowly growing smiles like "bro did they just say that?" "dude i think they did!"

and bakugo. . .

he's staring at you with the proudest look in his eyes and a smirk because yeah, that's his baby

wait what.

now the boy is a bit embarrassed that you said that in front of some of the school's top heroes

so he sputters a bit before walking away with a red face

💥 "damn i didn't know you had that in you, spit fire."

you stare at him a bit with a small blush at the nickname

and you sputter out a thanks before making an excuse to leave (something about banana milk)

and they all stare at each other

⚡️ ". . .did they . ."

🦈 "was that a-"

🍊 "holy fuck that was-"

💥 "-adorable."

mina is took shocked to say anything

during this time, you bang to realise your feelings for the group as well

but you thought you were being selfish for wanting all five of them

so you kind of avoid them for the next few days in hopes of your feelings going away

you change up your schedule

and when you see them or one of then in the halls you turn around and go another direction

they were a bit confused as to what they did

but kirisima assured them that you were probably just working out your feelings and they should respect that

so they did

and they pretended it didn't hurt when you suddenly dart the other way when you see one of them

they gave you your space

and they thought you would come to them when you had everything worked out

until bakugo cane storming into the dorms one day

he was obviously pissed, but his eyes were also a bit glossy

so they all dragged him to kirishima's room since it was closest and asked him was was wrong

💥 "that dumbass quit from making my items."

and they were all kind of shocked

like wtf ??

uhm, for why?

you had assured bakugo that you wouldn't be another one of those losers who resigned because of his eccentric personality

and yet here we are

they spend the rest of the night in kirishima' room comforting bakugo

because he really took it the hardest

like sure the others liked you too,

but bakugo spent the most time with you

and developed a deeper relationship with you than the others

so the next day,

kirishima wants to talk to you

so he goes to the support room and bumps into hatsume as she was walking out

he asks her if you're in

"oh, yeah they are, I'll go get them for you."

this is a lot longer than i thought it would be uhhh oops

so you come out, not knowing it was kirishima asking for you because hatsume was vague

only telling you, "someone wants to talk to you"

like ok specifics??

anyways

you're like. . . oop heyyy. . .

because you knew what he was there for

the two of you don’t say anything for a bit

you’re just staring at your shoes and he’s looking at you with a small frown on his face 

lowkey he’s kinda disappointed in you

so he finally speaks first

“you quit.” 

it’s not a question, or something you were expecting 

but you nod 

there’s another silence 

“why?” 

you fiddle with your fingers for a bit. 

now this was a question you were expecting, though, you didn’t want to answer 

kirishima is a patient boy though, and waits for you to gather the courage to tell him 

he’s not leaving without an answer

“i just-” you begin, “i. . .” 

kirishima is still waiting patiently for your answer 

“i don’t want to be selfish.” 

now he surprised. wdym selfish. please explain.

“it’s just- you all already have such an established relationship and i don’t want to interrupt that. you guys have a schedule. adding myself into the mix would only mess all of that up, and no matter how strong my feelings are for all of you, i could never mess up your relationship like that. it would be so selfish of me to put my feelings before all of yours, so i thought the only way to get rid of these feeling as to distance myself from all of you...” 

“starting with bakugo...” kirishima whispered after your rambling came to an end. 

you nodded 

kiri was at a stand still for a bit 

and it was silent once again in the hall

kiri knew his lovers had feelings for you too, and would have no problem adding you into the relationship, 

but he also knew he couldn’t fore you into anything 

he was about to reassure you that you wouldn’t be interrupting anything and that they would love to have you in the relationship 

but then you were tackled 

to the ground 

by kaminari 

and smacked your head against the floor

really hard

like, you passed out 

ahaha. . .

when you wake up, your head feels like it’s going to split open

and the loud voices aren’t helping 

so you let out a groan, “shut the fuck up...” 

and everything goes silent. 

until someone SCREAMS AGAIN

“YOU’RE AWAKE!” 

it’s kaminari 

bless his soul

poor baby is a bit slow 

so you groan out again and clutch your head

bakugo slaps the back of kaminari’s head

“shut the fuck up, dunce face!” 

he whisper shouts

mina hands you some pain killers recovery girl said you give you when you woke up, and sero hands you a glass of water 

they’re all watching you as you take the pills 

it’s silent for a bit 

and it’s making you anxious, so you fiddle with the empty glass for a bit before bakugo snatches it from you, 

“dumbass...” he muttered as he refilled it and handed it back to you

sero rubs the back of his head, “so...” 

mina pulls at the hem of her sweater, “we heard everything you said to kirishima.” 

kaminari sits next to you on the bed and whispers, “sorry for tackling you. i just got a bit emotional...” 

I'm so sorry this is getting so long 😭😭 i'm trying to wrap this up so if it gets a bit jumbled, my bad

so they all reassyre you you're more than welcome into their relationship and wouldn't be interfering with anything

so you agree

and they're all so happy 🥳🥳

and while everyone is celebrating

(quietly because your head still feels like shit)

bakugo comes up to you

"you better start making my items again, dumbass. those other dipshits in your class don't know what they're doing."

bakugo only said that because they weren't you but he'd never outright say that to you

OK ITS OVER OH MY

IT GOT SO LONG IM SO SORRY LMAO

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

❛ EMPTINESS ❜

with Neron “Creeper” Vargas.

Request: Can I please get a creeper x reader. The reader has her own bad ass job that get her shot and in to a hospital and creeper can’t contact her. Then find out she in the hospital in critical condition by the cops. You could end this however you like. Thanks

BY ANON

Warnings: a little painful.

Word count: about 1.6k

Aurora says: I didn't study about medicine, sorry. I just like drama. this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: to my wonderful @sonsofeorl ✨

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The two shots impacted your chest faster than you would expect, but even so, you could feel them ripping your skin until getting stuck in your right lung and ribs. With no exit wounds. You could feel your own blood spilling out and staining your clothes, wetting your skin in an agonic way, while your body was falling down to the floor close to the warm gun you fired just one time. You could hear your partner claiming for an ambulance through the walkie, holding you between his arms and begging you to keep your eyes open, but it was so dark that you thought they were already closed. Your lungs were getting emptied, running out of air, bit by bit. Your pulse was descending too, even if the pain wrapping your body was increasing your tension.

The last thing you could hear was the sirens coming closer and the intense cry of your partner. After that, there was just silence, darkness and peace.

Creeper was worried, after a whole day without knowing anything about you. He knew that you were having hard days in the police station, but you usually find one minute to text him or call him. He was totally desperate, waiting at the porch of the clubhouse for you to come. But when he saw another patrol coming, that it wasn't yours, all the crew got up from their seats to run towards the sheriff of Santo Padre.

“Should be convenient that you come with us”. Your boss simply said.

And it was more than enough for him to jump into his bike about to die of a heart attack. He already knew that something bad happened. Something very bad.

His world falls into pieces, stopping suddenly his steps under the frame door. The shock of seeing you covered by tubes, and a breathing apparatus fixed on your mouth, makes his legs shake. Bishop has to grab him before faltering, helping him to walk to the bed. Tranq moves the couch close to it, making your boyfriend sitting there. Holding your free hand with his, leaning forward over the mattress, he breaks into an inconsolable crying. The worst part is that you can hear him. You want to tell him that you are okay, that everything is going to be fine. But your lips don't move. Your body doesn't respond at any order your brain gives to it.

You are surrounded by a blindly whiteness, trying to find an exit. No matter where you run to, there's nothing. There isn't a road, or a door, or a hole. Nothing. You begin to cry too, screaming his name until ripping your throat. But nothing. Terrified you let your body fall to the ground, curling your legs to your chest, wrapping it with both arms and burying your face into the gap. You just want to go home, stop feeling pain, stop feeling the emptiness that is consuming you. A disgusting sensation that you are trying to fight against.

The next few days you were conscious of all the visits you had. Your parents, your co-workers, the crew… Creeper was still there, every single second, holding your hand, talking to you. You heard the doctor telling him that some patients, after waking up from a coma, could listen to what was going on around them. He used to look back on the dates you two had before starting your relationships. When you went to the tacos food trucks and had dinner on his bike. When he brought you to Los Angeles to meet the neighborhood where he grew up in. When you were chased out from the cinema to laugh too loud. The first Mayan party, where he introduced you to his brothers, his family.

You were an eternity sitting in the same position, hearing his voice breaking as the night was coming. You could feel him suddenly waking up, shaking you a little, and seconds after, his lips pressing your forehead for some long minutes. You used to touch every single part of your anatomy he kissed with so much love and pain, trying to really feel something. But it was like an empty gesture. Like if your heart was dead, only pumping the blood through your veins.

When he was running out of ideas for talking to you about, Ezekiel brought him a book. You used to tell him that his voice could calm your most rebel demon inside your head, and he needed to make you know that he was there the whole time. Not caring about the fact if you could hear him or not. He didn't move from your side, more than to go to the bathroom, where he used to hide to smoke. You knew because you could smell it. And for the first time, it wasn't disgusting. These small and brief details were the ones which let you know you continued alive, that it wasn't somekind of illusion after death and that it wasn't a situation to live for the whole eternity.

Of course, you had a lot of time to reconsider your life, what you would like to do as soon as you could wake up. Being with him, was your main reason to do it. To live. To breathe by yourself again. And you were fighting every single second to boost your damaged lung. To strengthen it. You begin to move all the time. Shaking your hands, your arms. Jumping. Screaming. Anything to actually move your real body, until you were exhausted. Resting some minutes to start again.

You were doing it, until your little finger did a small stretch over the back of his hand. Like a soft caress. Or a try of it.

Creeper freaked out, jumping from his couch under the attentive look of Angel and Gilly. He didn't need to ask if they watched it. They talked in silence with his widened eyes and the surprised gesture of their faces.

“Hey, hey, baby!” Leaning on the bed, he puts one of his hands on your cheek to gently stroke it. “Can yo—Can you do it again?”

A suffocating heat was burning down your anatomy, opening and closing your fingers trying to do it again, while the tears were wetting your shirt. Feeling a fire growing inside your right lung, consuming it before being able to fill it with air. Like a phoenix rising from his ashes.

A deep breath switched on your body, suddenly raising a hand to pull out the tube inside your mouth and your throat, opening your eyes and feeling an incessant grief in the pit of the stomach. Turning to the edge of the bed, you throw down some saliva and bile to the floor. The tears are falling through your cheeks, feeling a mix of sensations piling up inside your chest. The emptiness had gone. You finally could feel the warm touch of Creeper on you, before falling asleep as soon as your back met the mattress.

It's been a month since that day and, even if you continue feeling some discomfort in your chest, the doctor discharges you. Setting an appointment for the next week. Falling down in your shared bed with Neron, you sink your nose into the pillow, breathing your mixed scents in it. You have talked about how you could hear him and everything that was happening around you, while you were induced into the coma, and you know that he hasn't stopped thinking about it. But you haven't talked about that you reconsider your whole entire life.

When he sits on the bed, looking at you turning towards him, you stretch your arms to hold him and urge your boyfriend to lie by your side. Resting your face in his shoulder, while he hugs you tightly, you try to find the correct words to utter.

“When I was… there, I thought about us. I mean… it was impossible to not do it, hearing you talk about our dates and our adventures”.

You two chuckles, getting comfy enough to face each other.

“It's been the best years of my life and… I can't see me living it without you”. Pursing your lips, you wrinkle slightly your nose. “I want to marry you. I want to… have a family with you. I want everything, Neron”.

“I was about to propose to you that night”. He confesses licking his bottom lip, leaving some caresses on the back of your head. “We have… risky jobs, mama. And If I have to die, I wanna do it knowing that you are my wife, and that you are… conscious of how much I love you”.

You can't help but draw a fleeting smile, before leaning to press your lips on his in a dearly gesture. Kissing him with the need you have felt during three long weeks.

“I love you, Neron… I love you more than I can put into words”. You're almost crying again, with a knot inside your throat breaking your voice.

His arms get closed strongly around you, as if it was possible to melt and mix your anatomies in one. You can't imagine a life with him, having had to live without his touches, his kisses and his hugs for what seemed like an eternity. Without can avoid your cry to get loud, you sink your face under his chin, starting to shake again just with the fact of thinking about it. About the emptiness that wrapped your body for too long, until you were able to wake up.

“Ain't gonna let anyone hurt you again, I promise, mama. And I will keep my promise even if ain't close to you”.

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