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It's Not A Game To Me by moonthewriter
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
23 Apr 2023
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Katsuki Bakugou does not lose. Ever.
So when class 2-A unanimously agrees that Todoroki is better at flirting than Katsuki, he’s determined to prove them all wrong in a race to win over the heart of none other than Izuku Midoriya.
Unfortunately for Todoroki, Katsuki’s already won before the race even started.Bookmarked by itzcvlt
15 Mar 2023
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“I’m sorry about this,” the man said. He took a sip of his coffee before continuing, “It’s the lesser of two evils. A mother and her young children, or a single kid. It has to be you.”
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- Part 1 of Fate or Something Worse
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Felix revels in the close contact until Chan buries his nose in Felix’s hair and takes the most dramatic, deep inhale. It’s like he’s trying to see if he can suck up Felix’s hair with his nose to tickle his brain.
“Are you smelling me?”
“You smell nice,” Chan says, taking another exaggerated sniff. Felix can’t really imagine how he’d smell nice, after a day out dancing followed by a restaurant visit. Felix pulls his sleeve to his face to see what Chan is talking about. He gets a nose full of smokey, meaty, fried cotton, under it lingers the scent of Chan’s detergent. “I smell like barbecue.”
“Yeah, like I said,” He buries his nose in Felix’s shoulder. “Nice.”
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12 Feb 2022
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“Yeah, yeah.” Felix grips the door frame, body still halfway into the hallway. “Can’t bother the RA too much. People will talk, won’t they?” Felix is joking. He’s definitely joking, a playful sort of banter that anyone would say, but Chan feels taken aback by it.
“Thank you for the job security,” Chan says emphatically, eyelids fluttering closed as he gives a dramatized press of his palm against his chest.
“Any time,” Felix says. He doesn’t move away from the door.
Chan does what his monkey-brain tells him to without thinking twice of it. “Do you want to come in? I’m not doing anything important.”