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miraculouskatsukii · 7 years
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oh!!! oh!!!! i know a bit of romanian~ here, ill share some *100% effective in **every** scenario* pickup lines it goes like this (spelled phonetically) 'ah-lo gah-gee-coo-tz-oh keh m-ay fah-kee che(said like check) teh-ah-sh loo-ah coo me-neh ah-ka-soo-ka mmmm eh-sh-tee asha boo-n-oh-ah-ka baby' also keep in mind that words are gendered in romanian so this only applies to ppl w/ feminine pronouns!! hope it helps!! it certainly helped me-- it's how i greet all my potential girlfriends lol
i,, want to thank you whole heartedly for this advice, it’s been so deeply helpful to my relationship with girls, and they always respond so nicely !!1!!11!!!! chiar nu stiu ce m-as fi facut fara ajutorul tau.
SI BAFTA LA EVALURE GAH-GEE-COO-TZ-OH
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lovely-angst · 5 years
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For the comfort requests, could you please do one about a female! Reader feeling like she’s never good enough? No matter how hard she tries, things never go her way/she always ends up failing somehow and she feels worse since others keep on reminding her of it? Kind of like the last fic you posted (which was very good btw!) but the reader is actually very insecure/anxious afterwards? I understand if you don’t want to do it because it’s a hard request or something, but still, thank you! ♥️💖
sorry this took me a while to get out! i really wanted to be in the mood and I wanted to find a good way to out this. but no worries, i wrote the first half crying lmaooo
I always tried to do my best. Did everything I could so that others would see what an amazing person I was. I wanted others to know that I was someone they could depend on, look up to; that I was enough.
Now all I see is a failure. How can anybody love a failure. Everything I did never seemed to be enough.
“You’re so irresponsible!” Ah, here we go again. “Can you do anything right?” Listening to the loud lectures, you tried whatever you could to mentally remove you from the yells being spit at you. “Why can’t you try to be more like their daughter? She is everything wanted in a daughter.” 
Plugging in your headphones, you found a song to play while you distracted yourself. With each press you put on the volume button, their voice began to fade.
They’re right, you’re just a hopeless girl. 
Thankfully, you could relax a little more at school. School was out for the day and the three of you had met up by the gates to walk home together. Funny conversations and stories always came up causing you to laugh your insecurities away. A little time for you to forget all of your problems.
You lit up at one of their stories before starting one of your own, “Hey that reminds me of the time I ate all that ice cream and they had to-” 
“Yeah, you’ve told us that one already.” They stated as they stared at you, causing you to settle back down a little embarrassed. “Oh, haha, my memory’s really bad!” You glanced around awkwardly before they turned back and started walking off. Your smile fell and you felt your insecurities flow back into you, filling your brain. 
I’m so annoying, I should just stop talking.
“Katsuki!” You exclaimed as you wrapped your arms around your boyfriend, hugging his back as he let out a yell from your sudden affection. “What was that for?” He asked with slightly red ears as he turned around in your arms. Your smile widened as you met his gaze.
“I’ve been training really hard for today’s hero testing! I really feel like I’m going to do good today! I really do think I will!” You say cheekily as you squeezed his waist tighter from your excitement. Bakugou tried prying your arms away to make space and when he did succeed you gave you a smirk, “We’ll have to see what the results are then.” 
You smiled and nodded from his words. His way of wishing you good luck.
You worked your hardest during the test and felt good, felt accomplished. All of your training and hard work didn’t go down the drain, you were going to prove everyone that you were just as strong as they were and that you belong in the hero course as well. 
Holding the results in your hands, you looked up at Aizawa, “I f-failed?” Your hands shook and your grip on the papers was tight enough to rip through them as you looked up at him desperate. “But I trained so hard! I know I did good! But why-”
Aizawa sighed down at you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder before prying the papers from your hands, “I’m sorry (Name), but that’s what the results are. There will be an update on when the next open day is for this test, I will let you know.” As Aizawa left the classroom, you stood alone in the silence. 
I managed to fail this too? How embarrassing. 
Cold thoughts ran around your head as your anxiety and insecurities crawled up your shoulders. 
How will I tell Bakugou? What will his response be? Maybe he’ll laugh at me for being so weak. No, Bakugou’s not like that anymore, just tell him, he won’t laugh. 
As you made your way around to find Bakugou you found him surrounded by some friends and some intrigued students. 
“Did you pass Bakugou?” Kirishima asked, Bakugou scoffing, “Of course I did, it was easy. Whoever fails is weak.” Your eyes widened and you stepped back slightly, away from view. “You’re amazing Bakugou-kun!” The female students complimented with a flirty tone.
Stepping back from the corner, you clutched your skirt tightly as you began to walk away. How were you supposed to approach Bakugou now knowing that you were just going to make yourself feel worse?
I’m a failure. I’ll never get anything done right, even Katsuki thinks I’m weak. How can he be with someone so pathetic? Nothing I do will-
“Hey (Name), what the fuck? I’ve called out your name like a million times,” Bakugou scolds as he places a hand on your shoulder, turning you around. Blinking back into reality, you look around at your surroundings before your eyes focus on Bakugou’s. You were suddenly on the streets walking home from school.
“You’ve been acting weird all day,” Bakugou states, narrowing his eyes at you. “Did you fail?” 
You shot up and your face flushed, eyes glancing every but Bakugou. “I, um, I was gonna tell you, but..” you sighed in defeat, “Yeah I failed.” Lowering your head you covered your face with your hands. 
“Why didn’t you just tell me? It’s not like I’ll get pissed off if you failed or not,” he says, trying to console you. “Yeah, I know, but,” your eyes look up at him sadly, “You said people who fail are weak, and I got scared to tell you…” Tears began forming in your eyes and soon spilled over your cheeks, causing Bakugou to go flustered over your crying state. 
“Hey! Don’t cry! Shit, (Name), it wasn’t directed towards you,” he tries again but you shake your head. “It’s not just that, I just feel bad,” you confess, trying to figure out the correct words. “Let’s talk at my house,” he says pulling you along. 
Once the two of you made it to his room, he shut the door behind him as you sat on his bed, sniffling away. Grabbing his blanket, Bakugou wrapped it around you like a scarf before moving back to stand infront of you, waiting for you to speak. Over time, he’s learned that you enjoy wrapping his blanket around your body.
“Nothing’s been going right for me. Nobody cares about me and I just don’t feel good enough for anybody,” you sigh dejected and Bakugou frowns at your words. “Why are you trying to please people anyway? They don’t control your life.” 
“Yeah, but just knowing that I actually mean something to someone means a lot to me. Knowing that people are actually happy with me makes me feel better about myself. I’m just such trash and I-”
“Hey, hey, cut that bullshit out.” Bakugou scolds and you sniffle up at him. Reaching out, Bakugou grabs your cheeks, squishing them between his hands as he brings his face close, “I don’t want to hear that. Especially coming from you.”
Looking up at him confused, Bakugou frowns pinching your cheeks before letting you go. “You don’t know it but people love you. You’ve managed to stick with me and my shitty attitude for so long. You’re more than you think.” 
Rubbing your sore cheeks, you glance down at the floor, listening to Bakugou. It was nice to hear his words, but your insecurities still lingered around. 
“I don’t know, it’s easy to say things like that.” You reply, playing with the blanket wrapped around you. “How can I believe that?” 
Silence filled the room before Bakugou opened his arms to you. Standing up, you walk into his arms before he turns around and falls against the bed with you on his chest. 
“It’s up to you, but I think you’re pretty great. You’re worth more than anything.” He whispers and you blush, hearing those words from Bakugou. “You really think so?” “Don’t make me repeat myself.” 
With a sigh, you felt better for the first time in what seemed like forever. Smiling, you snuggled deeper into Bakugou. “Thanks, Katsuki. It means a lot to know I mean something to someone.” Bakugou never replied, but the way he rubbed your back in a comforting matter spoke more to you than anything. 
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