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zhongli ❖ ancient treasures unearthed

#genshin #zhongli #pretty #the way i would drop my money so fast to have this as a skin in the game #mihoyo please

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sparks in your eyes

pairing: bakugou katsuki x gn!reader

word count: 1.5k

a/n: happy new year everyone !! ik i’m a week late but please enjoy this :)

content: soulmate au, ua students setting, everyone are third years, the class is like a whole family :’) we love to see it, newly established relationship, fireworks n sparklers, VERY soft katsuki, swearing yes, very tiny hint of angst, mostly sappy fluff for the new year !!

analysis: as the year comes to an end, you and katsuki enter the new one with sparks in your eyes.

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they say you see sparks when you kiss your soulmate for the very first time.

and just with that saying, people dreamt of having their first kiss. of finding their soulmate in their first, if they were lucky enough.

but sometimes, your first significant other wasn’t always your soulmate. it wasn’t always your first relationship. sometimes you’d find them further down your life—sometimes, it’d take a lifetime to find who the universe had destined you with.

the frigid air of the last night of december is a chilling reminder that winter is yet to end, unlike the year.

famed class 3-a, now finally in their third years after long months and adventures of battling villains, are celebrating the new year together.

everyone’s gathered in the common area, conversing excitedly as everyone prepares to head into the streets for the fireworks and the countdown. (iida is doing his infamous hand motions as he makes sure everyone is bundled up properly. momo supplies an extra scarf or two.)

and here you are, nestled into katsuki’s side as the two of you wait on the couch with the rest of his friends. denki’s chatting up a storm per usual, and there’s the sound of hagakure and jirou laughing.

katsuki rubs his thumb over your hand absentmindedly as he deadpans something kirishima says, and you can’t help but snort.

it had taken bakugou a couple of months to muster up the courage to confess to you before it'd be too late. with the new year approaching, so is graduation—and the possibility of losing you as you all are thrusted into the lives of being actual pro heroes wasn’t something he was going to risk.

and it had been worth it. these past few weeks are proof of that. having the privilege of being your boyfriend—walking you to class hand in hand, staying up with you to bury all that studying into your head, sharing warmth underneath the sheets of his bed in his dorm room.

katsuki’s tugging you upward suddenly and you blink up at him in confusion, breaking out of your thoughts.

he catches your stare and scoffs fondly. “c’mon, brat. we’re headin’ out now.” he gestures to your classmates exiting the dorm building before he tugs you alongside him to follow them out.

“sooo..” denki elbows sero and kiri with a waggle of his brows before he glances to the rest of the class as they walk, “who’s ready to find their soulmate tonight? i know i am!”

there’s a few who roll their eyes at his statement while others blush—you can feel katsuki’s eyes linger on you but you don’t say anything as you join in the girls’ giggling.

“as if anyone would wanna kiss your dumb face, sparky!” bakugou barks out and the laughing rises.

the electric student sticks his tongue out at your boyfriend and crosses his arms. “yeah, yeah.”

there’s a few more snickers and the class blends into more easy conversations. it feels comfortable, it feels right to be like this. after all, having trained and lived alongside some of these people, they were bound to feel like family.

once you reach the outskirts of the city, everyone begins to spread out for the meantime to grab drinks, foods, etc. some of the class stay behind to still chat and light up sparklers.

you grab one from midoriya, turning to katsuki with a pleading look. “light mine for me, katsu?” you ask sweetly, twirling the stick in your fingers.

he rolls his eyes but he never can say no to you. “whatever. my explosions are cooler than some sparkler, y’know that, right?” even as he says this, he lights the damn thing for you.

“of course, suki,” you snort. once the sparkler burns, you wave it and threaten to jab it at the blonde. he glares at you playfully.

“watch it, brat!” he tells you with a smirk, “don’t wanna start the new year with some charred clothes, yeah?”

the empty threat has you gasping and you hold the sparkler in defense. “don’t you dare, bakugou katsuki!”

he sends you a stupid grin and you dash. he ends up chasing you around the street and you grab another sparkler for defense, maneuvering around your classmates with a shriek.

eventually, your sparklers die out and bakugou manages to snatch you up with a triumphant laugh. “hah! you thought you could run, huh, dumbass?”

“katsuki!” you giggle, “okay, okay! i surrender, lemme down!” when he sets you down, he ruffles your hair fondly. there’s a sudden flash and next thing you know your boyfriend is wrestling a pink-skinned girl for her phone.

(mina had made it out alive and promptly sent the moment to you afterwards, don’t worry.)

time passes and the countdown is nearing its final digits. things had definitely become more livelier as some of your classmates had returned back to the meeting spot and more people had trudged in.

“katsuki,” you say softly, tugging at his fingers as if to lure him away, “let’s head back to the dorms.”

“don’t you wanna stay with the others?” katsuki inquires, quirking up a brow at you. he seems surprised by your request.

you shake your head. “it’s okay. i just wanna be with you.”

you don’t know it but you make his head all fuzzy, especially when you say such sappy shit like that. his cheeks are red and it’s not just because of the cold. “fine,” he huffs, and he’s leading the way again.

once you’re back inside the heat of the common area, you glance at him, still walking towards the elevators.

“dumbass, where the hell are we goin’?” he questions you but he doesn’t protest as you keep dragging him along.

“the roof, katsu,” you simply explain to him, a bit giddy, “so we can still see the fireworks.”

bakugou hums in reply and is quiet during the elevator ride. the doors open and you take the rest of the stairs that lead up to the roof.

you let go of his hand to stand near the edge, looking over the bright lights of the city. it’s as if the buildings and streets are alive, even from this distance. the city bristles in anticipation of the countdown.

“are you going to kiss me, katsuki?”

the question catches him off guard even though he had been preparing for it all night. and the nights before that. (katsuki has been thinking of kissing you for weeks.)

you hear his light footsteps as he comes to stand behind you. “if you want me to,” comes his gruff reply.

you turn around to face him. the radiance of the moonlight slants over his features and though you’ve never doubted it, he’s the finest man you’ve ever seen. “do you?” you shoot back.

he visibly trembles. “fuckin’ hell, of course i wanna kiss you.”

his ferocity makes you forget how to breathe for a couple of heartbeats. “and what if..” you trail off but the question hangs in the air. and what if we’re not soulmates?

he answers you easily, slotting his hands in yours. they’re still warm. he’s like a walking furnace sometimes. “you think i wouldn’t be able to find my soulmate first try?” he snorts.

you roll your eyes then with a small smile. ever the confident one, he is. “i’m nervous,” you then confess quietly, flexing your fingers against his.

“don’t be, dumbass,” he scolds you. “i’m gonna kiss you ‘n it’s gonna be you. you really think the universe wouldn’t give me the perfect soulmate?”

bakugou doesn’t say words of flattery much—his affection is rather shown through actions and while you don’t mind, hearing his declaration has heat rushing to your cheeks.

puffs of air are visible as you breathe, but they mingle between the two of you. he’s so close. the sudden roar of the countdown sounds.

ten! nine! eight!

“okay,” you hum, drawing him closer.

seven! six! five!

“okay?” he says softly.

four! three!

“okay, katsuki.” you smile. “kiss me.”

two! one!

he leans forward and you meet him halfway, lips on his and then—the fireworks in the sky aren’t the ones you see. there’s a blaze and flurry of sparks that envelop you as your eyes flutter close.

you feel as if you’re on fire, the way katsuki’s lips mold against yours and he draws your body even closer. the brush of his thumb on your cheek has you gasping into his mouth and you know he can see it too.

you can still see them as you open your eyes slowly and barely pull away. you can see the sparks in his eyes, can feel the heat of them in his fingertips.

a silence hangs between you but it feels warm. the affirmation of your bond steady in the air, and it’s like your soul is sated. you had found each other.

“you were nervous, admit it,” you tease, utterly breathless and helplessly in love.

instead of vehement denial, his eyes soften and your heart leaps.

“no.” katsuki breathes and melts against you, entirely yours. “i told you i knew it’d be you.”

and when he kisses you again, the sparks are still there.

#rain’s reblogs #rain’s writing #my writing #happy new year everyone!

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look at the man that made me fall into the genshin rabbit hole

#hes so pretty #genshin impact #zhongli

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shhh let him eep...

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hold this for me

pairing: bakugou katsuki x reader

cw: ua students setting, gender neutral reader, swearing obviously, classmates/friends to lovers, bakugou is a tsundere through and through, i know the classrooms don’t have regular doors just bear with it.. slightly suggestive in the end, but this is just some mushy sappy shit for you all

analysis: you know, bakugou can do a lot with his hands. but he especially likes to hold things for you and only you.

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bakugou likes to hold stuff for you.

the first time you notice it is during a regular school day. the bell rings and that’s everyone’s cue to stand and depart from their desks to move on to lunch.

there’s the usual chattering from the dekusquad as they take their time to exit the classroom. bakugou and his friends aren’t that far off either, with the blonde grouching behind his gang as they move towards the door.

you’re trailing behind them leisurely, and that’s when you see it.

the door swings slightly and you’re about to raise your arm up to push it back to continue walking when a hand catches it and stops it from closing any further.

you blink once, twice—and see that the hand belongs to a certain blonde. bakugou stares at you a second too long; red irises unreadable before you hear his signature scoff and he turns away.

“you’re such a slow ass,” is all you get before he’s sauntering after his friends, and you narrowly dodge the door as it falls shut.

did he just hold the door open for you?

before you can call him out on it, he’s already down the hall, sneering at kirishima who had placed his hand on his shoulder.

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the second time you notice it is during training. the heat is sweltering—literally everyone is panting and sweating and you’re sure one of your classmates is gonna pass out from heat exhaustion.

thankfully, aizawa is nearly done with today’s session. it’s obvious that the sleep-deprived teacher isn’t fond of today’s weather either.

most of your classmates, along with yourself, had tossed your gym jackets aside on the floor, but with the session finished, you figure you might as well grab yours from the pile.

you turn and nearly crash face first into bakugou’s chest.

“ow-! bakugou? what’re you-” you splutter and barely have time to actually ask what he’s doing before he’s shoving your jacket into your arms. and then you splutter in surprise some more.

“here, dumbass.” that’s all he has to say, glaring down at you intensely. (seriously, is he always scowling? it’s like he’s staring into your soul or something.)

“oh- uh, thanks?” you gather your jacket into your arms and then tie it around your waist. shit, he’s still standing there. “…you really didn’t have to.”

his arms are crossed when you look at him again. “yeah, yeah. go drink water or something. you look like you’re gonna pass the fuck out.”

(yikes. maybe you were the one who looks like they’re gonna pass out from heat exhaustion if bakugou is wasting his time to tell you that.)

your nose scrunches up. “right.”

and before you can say anything else, he’s storming away, hands shoved in his pockets ‘n all. some of the others usher over to you, bombarding you with questions, and realization dawns on you.

“what’d he say to you?”

“did bakugou just give you your jacket?”

“did he say anything else?”

(despite all the talking, you also realize that had been bakugou’s own little way—albeit a little gruff—of telling you to take care of yourself.)

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the third time you notice is all it takes for you to actually realize it.

the entire class had somehow managed to plan out a night at the movies over the weekend. what is even more surprising to you is that kirishima had somehow convinced bakugou to go.

(what you didn’t know at the time was that kiri had actually teased the explosive blonde that he’d be sitting next you. bakugou for sure as hell wasn’t gonna allow that.)

you’re running a little late to the theater—you really should have left with the others at the same time but you decided to get ready a bit later than you should’ve.

by the time you’re entering the theater, the previews are already playing on the big screen. you squint and try to catch sight of your classmates, walking along the rows of seats.

“oi, dumbass,” bakugou sneers to grab your attention, and you blink at him. he’s seated at the end of the row, away from the others, though they wave at you once they see you. he speaks again so you can look back at him, “i held up and saved this seat for you. sit your ass down already.”

you stare at him for a couple of seconds, dumbfounded. he, bakugou katsuki, wants you to sit next to him? the question must be written all over your face because he scowls. “come on- fucking sit down already!”

if it weren’t for the darkened lighting, you might have seen the pink on his cheeks as you giggle and make yourself comfortable for the next hour or so. “thanks, bakugou! you really didn’t have to save me a seat, y’know.” it makes you feel all warm that he did, though.

he slouches in his seat (somewhat towards you) and shoves his cheek into his palm. “fuckin’ whatever,” he mumbles, trying to play it off, “if you talk too much during the movie, i’ll kick your ass.”

and as you cast him a sideways glance, you snort in amusement. “whatever you say, bakugou.”

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you realize he likes holding stuff for you.. even if vehemently denies it with everything he has. with every fiber of his being. just like how he is right now with a bouquet of flowers.

“it’s not like it’s anything special! just fuckin’ take it, dumbass!” he threatens, looking at anything and everything but you, “‘fore i change my goddamn mind.”

he’s awkwardly standing in the doorframe of your dorm room after you had answered his knocking. he’s in his regular clothes, nothing too fancy, but you’re looking at him like he had just offered you the world.

“well?” his voice is loud but clearly racked with uncertainty, and you’re pretty sure that if he holds the flowers any longer they’re gonna burn up.

your heart flutters at his flustered state, and you decide to relieve him of his nervousness, however cute it makes him, and take the flowers from him with a genuine smile. “i love them. thank you, katsuki.”

his eyes then meet yours all wide before he’s grumbling again. “yeah, yeah. your welcome.”

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you decide to test it out, even though you’re now in a committed relationship with the red-eyed blonde.

now, bakugou is a refined chef. (or so he claims.) young man could whip up a lot of good meals thanks to his skills in the kitchen. so what does he do? he drags you over to help him.

though, it seems like some of the stuff you need is missing, so you go digging around the cabinets ‘n drawers as your boyfriend lingers over your shoulder.

“dumbass,” he grunts, “are you even sure it’s in there?” his tone is all accusatory as you start rummaging through one of the cabinets for a certain pot.

“i’m sure, ‘suki!” you insist, pulling and taking some things out. “hold on, hold this stuff f’me.”

all he does is grunt in confirmation and that’s all you need. sure, you can simply place them onto the counter but letting bakugou hold them for you is way more fun.

by the time you were done emptying out the cabinet, your boyfriend is balancing a complicated stack of pans, pots, and other tupperware in his arms. “the fuck, dumbass?” he scolds you, growling, “hold on-!”

you can’t help but burst into laughing until the small tower of stuff wobbles and you make a loud mess in the kitchen.

yes, he still likes holding stuff for you—even if you’re a little shit sometimes.

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now, you’re pretty confident that you know he likes holding anything for you. like, pretty confident. (it doesn’t hurt to still test it out, though. you like to keep him on his toes sometimes.)

you’re walking alongside him back to the dorms after a grocery run. it had first started as an adventure to grab bakugou’s precious spicy ramen and your favorite snacks, before his “stupid extras” of friends asked for some stuff too.

“katsu,” you coo at him to get his attention sweetly. you know it takes very little for him to listen to you, and you like to use that to your advantage. “can you hold this for me?”

bakugou turns his head and raises a brow expectantly at you. “tch. what is it?” he grunts, already willing.

you offer up your free hand with a stupid grin.

two seconds pass and then his face immediately flushes with the realization of what you want him to hold. “if you wanted to hold hands, you could’ve asked like a normal person, weirdo,” he grumbles, but he takes your hand nonetheless and twines your fingers with his.

you raise your joined hands together to press a kiss against his knuckles. “thanks, katsuki.”

his blush deepens as he tilts his chin up in feigned annoyance. “don’t even have to ask, idiot.” yet, there’s fondness that coats his voice.

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it’s in the dead of night that you ask bakugou katsuki to hold one more thing for you.

the moonlight dances over the expanse of bakugou’s room through the window. there’s the sound of crickets and their songs outside too.

but you and katsuki are only focused on each other, lost in each other’s touch. there’s only hushed whispers and soft caresses between the two of you.

and as you kiss him, you ask him to hold your heart.

which he gladly does, because if anything, bakugou katsuki loves to hold things for you.

#rain’s reblogs #:(((((( #i miss him

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oh my fucking god i lost the 50/50 to qiqi so i ended up spending 80 bucks to pull zhongli im so mentally and emotionally crippled that pulling session was an EXPERIENCE

anyway uhhwhwjdk yes zhongli came home :’)

#rain’s shitposts #genshin impact #zhongli

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heyy i think im finally done with editing !!!

my interests, as you can see, have obviously expanded to genshin and hsr in the past few months

ill still write for mha however, but ive actually been stuck in a stupid writers block ever since school started back up,, so dont expect any new stories to come out really soon (hoping that changes tho!!)

new people ill prolly mostly write for: zhongli, childe, neuvillette, dan heng, blade, jing yuan <3

this blog is gonna go thru some major changes/editing, bear with me lmaooo

#rain’s shitposts

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rain’s masterlist.

GENSHIN IMPACT

HONKAI STAR RAIL

JUJUTSU KAISEN

ATTACK ON TITAN

MY HERO ACADEMIA

#my writing #rain’s writing #masterlist #rain’s masterlist

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this blog is gonna go thru some major changes/editing, bear with me lmaooo

#rain’s shitposts #hi im alive

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katsuki likes to touch your skin.

it’s a little trivial thing, some might say. this fact is so subtle that no one seems to notice it—not even you seem pick up on it. (or, at least, you don’t say anything about it.)

but.. it’s there if you really pay attention. he doesn’t seem entirely fond of pda, but his touch lingers whenever it does happen.

a simple brush of his lips against the skin of your temple—he likes seeing the crinkle in your forehead as he pulls away while you either smile or laugh at the action.

the way his knee presses against yours whilst occupying the seat or spot next to you. his hands might be occupied but his body is still touching yours in some way.

and when his hands aren’t occupied, your pinkie grazes his as you walk side by side, and the touch stays for a moment before the length of his finger slowly crawls over your palm, and then he’s grabbing your hand in his.

the urge to feel you isn’t something he realizes all the time. it’s more of a subconscious thing; his body feels the need to do so, so he does. not mindlessly, but… with a sense of comfort that he doesn’t really need to think to do it.

and that’s what’s happening right now at this very moment. you had just arrived home from running a few errands and hanging out with friends, with you closing the door with a nudge of your foot.

as you toe your shoes off, rambling to him about your day, bakugou’s eyes simply zone in on you. it takes him about three strides from his spot near the couch in order to stand in front of you.

you’re still talking, assuming he’s listening because really, he’s a good listener when he wants to be.

but right now? all he can focus on is you.

again, bakugou doesn’t even think as his hand moves upward. the calloused surface of his palm cups your cheek, and his thumb swipes over the space just under your eye with a tenderness that surprises even himself.

your breath catches and you fall quiet at his act. you take the time to really look at him.

“katsuki?” you peer up at him with those eyes and he swears you hold the universe in them. though, he’d never say that aloud. maybe one day—but not today. maybe some other time. “what’s up?”

“nothin’,” he says, a nonchalant tone to his voice but there’s a tinge of fondness hidden within. he huffs and glances away. “just something on your cheek, s’all.”

it’s the little things. he likes to touch your skin. and katsuki probably won’t admit that to you anytime soon.

but don’t worry, that’s alright.

he’s sure you already know when you reach up to his hand and hold it in yours to brush your lips over his knuckles.

#bakugou katsuki x you #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x you #bakugou x reader #bakugou x you fluff #bakugou x reader fluff #rain’s writing #my writing #it’s my birthday #i lowkey wrote this to indulge myself #enjoy everyone <3

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oh god i just started playing genshin impact like two weeks ago and im so hooked

i mean, i was in love with the game’s music and character designs for like, the last recent year and loved watching my brother play, i just never decided to pick up a controller for myself

wonder what yall would think if i started writing for genshin,, zhongli, childe, venti, and xiao mostly have my heart rn but that might expand as i further play the game

my pondering continues lol

(dw i still love katsuki !! most of the fics ive been working on for him are just really long ones </3)

#rain’s shitposts

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when you and bakugou are in the early, weird stages of your relationship, before it's official, he screenshots every snapchat you send him that has your face in it, not knowing it alerts you every time 💀

#he’s such a loser #i actually love him #thank you op #will totally not think about this for the next few days #rain’s reblogs

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bkg spends his whole day pissed and exhausted so he gives you a call and melts into a pile of mush when you pick up and go “hey handsome.”

#‘literally has to lean against a street lamp for strength’ #WHEEEEEEEW BOY #this post is so good there was no way i wasnt gonna scroll past it without reblogging #biting my fist rn #rain’s reblogs

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bakugou doesn’t go on vacations too often. he works hard, climbing the hero charts steadily and keeping himself up there, so he isn’t always so keen on breaking his streak.

but there are the times where he does take a break, thanks to your convincing and all. (he finds it difficult to say no to you, but he’s not gonna admit that.)

so here you are, at a luxurious lake house surrounded by nothing but water and nature, for a four day trip with your beloved boyfriend.

you had spent nearly the whole day swimming at the lake. (well, you both had been chilling at the docks and trying to figure out how to handle the canoes before you had pushed bakugou into the water. he had dragged you in soon after.)

but with the sun setting down in the sky, you figured it’d be best to head back inside and properly eat something other than the snacks you had brought outside.

“come on, kats,” you beckon him, wading your way back to the platform. “we should wash up and start making dinner.”

he sends you a wave of water with his arm, making you cower back and giggle. “fine, fine,” he then agrees, “let’s go.”

you climb back onto the deck and you hear katsuki whistle. despite the fact that you feel a bit chilly out of the water, you also feel your face warm up. you turn back to playfully glare at him. “katsuki!” you scold lightheartedly.

he’s smirking as he climbs on up after you. “what? just ‘ppreciatin the view, baby,” he snickers.

you roll your eyes and throw a towel at him, and he only cackles in reply. with the towel now in his hands, he starts drying his hair.

you take the time to let your eyes roam over his exposed body. there’s droplets of lake water sliding down his shoulders, the broad expanse of his chest, and finally his lower torso. and as the sun’s last rays streak over the sky,

bakugou blinks at you, hands faltering. he’s smirking still, just faintly, and you match it with one of your own as you quip in a teasing tone, “just appreciating the view.”

he blushes now and whips the towel at you, making you yelp. “yeah, yeah, dumbass. now c’mere.” even though he had flicked the towel at you, he helps you dry off.

you grab any items you had left up on the docks and take them up back inside, greeted instantaneously by the warmth of the house.

“what do we feel like eating tonight?” you inquire, setting aside the used towels in one of the baskets near the washroom.

you catch a glimpse bakugou’s shadow looming over you before you actually see him—he creeps up from behind and you’re being snatched up before you can even blink.

a squeal erupts from you then, and you squirm a bit before adjusting in his grip so he doesn’t drop you on the floor. (not that you think he can—he’s got all that muscle for a reason.)

“oh, i know what i wanna eat,” katsuki snickers, all smug as he treks to the bathroom with a giggling you in his arms.

(well, you did say to wash up first before making dinner.)

#bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki x you #bakugou x reader #bakugou x you #bakugou katsuki #my writing #rain’s writing

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thinking ab brewing up my first deku fic 🤭🤭

he’s been on my mind for the past couple of weeks.. aaaaaand i also have spiderverse brainrot

#rain’s shitposts

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im also bored.. if i did a fanfic ask game would anyone participate :/

#rain’s shitposts

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all these little cute short stories are coming to my head and im just trying to post em before i lose motivation for another 3 months

if you saw that no you didn’t

#sorry to all my long fics gathering dust rn