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Chapter 05.

♡ twenty three

♡ rivals to lovers / fake dating

♡ cw / tw : Drinking. Mentions of alcohol. Violence. Reader is hit on by someone.

Kaminari grinned as he pushed the door to the bar open. His hand tightly gripping that of his girlfriends he meets your gaze. “You and Bakugo go sit wherever you want. I’ll take this one-” He motions to the brunette standing next to him - who giggles at his antics, a soft pink flushing against her cheeks. “To get us some drinks.” Denki muses happily, nudging the girl closer to him with a quiet, “C’mon babe, let’s leave the lovebirds alone.”

Bakugo scoffs and rolls his eyes at one of his friend’s antics. It was irritating enough that Denki and the rest of his friends were all trying to play cupid with the both of you but the looks you were giving him during the whole car ride here wasn’t helping with their, “Shipping fuel.” Bakugo swore if he had to read more fanfiction of you both - courtesy of Mina - he might commit first degree murder.

And then there was Denki’s fucking questions during the trip to the bar.

“So [Name], what do you think about Bakugo?”

“Fake dating must be so hard. Why don’t you both - oh I dunno, start dating for real! Then you won’t struggle with keeping the act up!”

Shut up dunce face oh my god shut up.

And it really wasn’t helping that you were conveniently wearing the same perfume tonight - that you were wearing on the night of the gala. 

The one that made him feel like he was drowning in you. 

In your presence.

“Why are you just standing there?” Your voice broke Bakugo out of his train of thought, “You were the one that wanted to make our relationship seem more ‘realistic’ and decided it would be a good idea to accept Kaminari’s invitation to go on a double date.” You crossed your arms over your chest and Bakugo rolled his eyes at your sass.

“Yea, I did. And you know as well as I do, that this shit will help us in the fucking hero ranks. So maybe you should stop acting like such a fucking brat and let me take you out on this…” He caught himself before he could say the word.

A date.

“...day out.” 

Bakugo finished, a soft red creeping up his neck as he averted his eyes.

You snorted and shook your head. “Nice save.” You grinned, punching him lightly on the chest. “C’mon. Where do you wanna sit?” You pulled the door open for him. “Oh excuse my manners.” You bowed at him and hummed. “Ladies first.” 

Bakugo rolled his eyes and stepped inside, looking around at the bar as you followed at his heels. “Over there.” He pointed to a corner which looked secluded enough, he just prayed that nobody would disturb any of you. 

It was annoying enough dealing with crazy fans while he was on duty, but it was even more annoying when he had to deal with them in public. 

At least when he was working he could deflect the clingy fuckers under the guise that he was on the clock - which by any means wasn’t wrong. He was on the shift! People should know better than to bother a hero that was working.

But here?

It was fair game. He couldn’t push them away unless he wanted to drop in the ranks even further, and seeing that Bakugo was doing this whole fake dating shtick to keep himself from falling in the ranks in the first place - if he yelled at his fans he wouldn’t hear the end of it from his PR manager. 

“You’re thinking again.” Your voice sounded bored as the both of you sat down facing each other.

Bakugo met your eyes and his eyebrows furrowed. “What am I supposed to do? Stop thinking?” 

You rolled your eyes with a snort.

“Honestly? That sounds like a dream to be honest.” 

“Ha ha. Very funny.”

Silence stretched between the both of you. But it wasn’t unwelcomed. It was actually kind of nice.

“I’m going to the bathroom. Dunce face and his girl should be back soon. Don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone.” Bakugo muttered, pushing himself out of his seat and walking to the otherside of the bar, disappearing in the mob of people.

Now, by yourself you decided to take in your surroundings and listen in onto a group of three girls sitting from a table across you.

“So Kenzie. It’s a Friday night, any plans for the weekend?” The first girl looked at the other with a grin.

“I dunno Ari… Sammie and her boyfriend were planning on taking me to see him soon so maybe that?” The second girl looked at the third who shrugged.

“When Keigo isn’t so busy I think that would be a good idea. Your man does get a little lonely by himself all day don’t you think?” The third girl - Sammie spoke up before turning her attention to Ari.

“So… what about you and your man?”

The first girl grew clearly embarrassed at this mention of her ‘man’, a bright red blush flushing up her neck as she stammered out excuses about how she was unable to meet her “number one hero” that week.

A smile tugged at your lips.

So she’s Deku’s mystery girl. Maybe I should talk to him about her some time.

“Hey there, pretty thing.”

A sleazy voice calls out from your side and you look up. The man standing over you must be at least fifteen - maybe twenty years older than you? He was clearly drunk too, sporting a bright red blush and an obvious stumble in his steps.

“Leave me alone.” You mumbled, looking away.

“Awe c'mon babe! Don’t be a buzzkill.” He slurred, tipping his head forehead as he reached for your hand.

You slapped it away and glared. “I said I’m not interested. Piss off. Do you not know who the fuck I am?” You shot back, sure using your quirk on civilians was definitely not allowed, surely you could have done something here. Maybe scare the freak off or something.

“Are we having a fucking problem here.” 

Bakugo’s voice came out strained as his ruby eyes glared at you and the man looming over you. He stared at the way the man tried grabbing your hand and how uncomfortable you looked.

“And who the fuck might you be?” The man stared at Bakugo, it was so obvious he was out of it. The whole bar had gone silent as the crackle and pop of Dynamight’s quirk in his palms echoed around the establishment.

“I’m their fucking boyfriend.” He hissed. People had begun to pull out their phones and record the whole ordeal. You yanked your hand out of his grip and practically scrambled to Bakugo’s side - seeking comfort against his warmth.

A familiar and warm hand was placed on your shoulder.

I’ve got you.

“Beat it bitch. Before I tear you a new fucking asshole.”

The man decided the hassle would be too much as he mumbled a half-assed apology under his breath and slinked away. The small crowd disperses, going back to doing what they were before the whole scuffle.

“Are you okay?” Bakugo whispered as you sighed.

“Yea… I got it under control though. You didn’t have to save me y'know?” You grumbled. Sure you were grateful for his help but he didn’t need to know that.

Bakugo snorted and shook his head. “Right. Under control.” 

“I did!” You protested, a grin on your face. Bakugo chuckled. "Just... sit down. Idiot." he sighed, shaking his head.

"So rude." You huffed, sitting back down. "When is Kaminari getting back?" You asked, looking around for the other blond. 

Bakugo turned his head and jutted his thumb out to a slightly buzzed Kaminari draped over his girlfriend's shoulder.

"Speak of the devil." 

Bakugo grinned.

You grinned back.

-

The city lights melded and meshed together in a whirl of colour. You stared longingly out of the sports car's window.

You had fun tonight. With Bakugo.

It was strange, that was for sure, you never thought that you would be enjoying the presence of the Katsuki Bakugo in your life like ever.

But you had fun tonight, sure most of it was to just make the headlines and show off to the press but at one point, the thought of your ranking had slipped from your mind and you began enjoying yourself. 

“Where to from here?” Bakugo’s voice was soft, and you snapped out of your train of thought, observing your surroundings. 

“Uhhh… next left and it should be the third one on the right.” You mumbled as Bakugo pulled the car to a slow stop at the red light.

He drummed his fingers against the steering wheel, clearly deep in thought.

“What are you thinking about?”

Your voice broke him out of his train of thought and Bakugo shrugged. “Stuff.” He mumbled. “Did you have a good time?”

You nodded, looking back out at the window. “Yea. Did you?”

“I did.”

Silence.

“I’m sorry. For what I said.” You mumbled as Bakugo stepped on the gas, his brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“The night of the gala. I said I hated you? That was a lie.” 

Bakugo’s grip on the steering wheel tightened.

“I don’t hate you. Hate is too much of a strong word. I’d say dislike is too strong of a word too. There are some things you do that piss me off but I wouldn’t say I hate you… y’know?” You shrugged.

Bakugo nodded, swallowing.

“I never hated you either.” He mumbled under his breath, pulling up to your driveway.

You paused, before turning your head to meet his gaze. “You didn’t?”

He shook his head. “Nah. You were annoying as fuck but I never hated you.”

A small smile creeped onto your face and Bakugo silently thanked his lucky stars that it was dark out, lest you see the blush that would creep onto his cheeks.

“Well then. Truce?” You stuck your hand out.

Bakugo rolled his eyes and sighed, reaching out for your hand. “Truce.” 

You grinned.

Bakugo grinned back.

-

“You do have a bit of an ego though. Might wanna get that checked out if you wanna be the number one.” You shrugged, sliding your key into your door.

Bakugo stared at you and frowned. “You’ve got an ego too bitch. Don’t fuckin’ play with me.”

“Bitch??”

“Do you wanna go? Right here?”

“I’ll fuckin’ body you even in this outfit.”

“You’re so on.”

-> Masterlist

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🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / keigo lore / cold soba

checkpoint;

keigo lore

cw; mentions of suicide, mentions of drug addiction, allusions to SA, mentions of running away, mentions of familial death from overdose, allusions to anxiety and depression, please please please do not read this if any of these are triggering to you, this chapter is not super important to the plot, it’s a side quest that just explains the history between keigo and touya from the last chapter’s lore drop, MDNI, please be mindful of you’re mental state when reading this chapter

who is keigo takami?

well to put it simply, keigo takami is an older brother and works as a restaurant bar manager. but who is keigo takami beneath that?

keigo takami is a broken child.

when keigo was two years old, his sister was born. that was fine, he loved playing with her and watching her grow up. from two years old to seven years old, life couldn’t have been better, he had his parents and his sister. when he was six things between his parents got a bit rocky, but still that was okay. he still had them and his sister.

until he didn’t.

when keigo was seven, he learned that not all parents stay together. he also learned what cheating really was and why his sister didn’t really look like him. his dad said he’d take care of him and that he’d still get to see him, that didn’t last very long.

when keigo was ten, his dad remarried and moved away; he never saw him again. keigo had to take care of himself, his sister, and his mom who found her solace in drugs. little keigo did what he could, which as a ten year old, wasn’t much.

when keigo was fourteen, he met touya at school. the two became friends fast, hanging out at school, or the park when they had the time. neither of them wanted the other at their house for varying reasons.

in the summer between freshman and sophomore year when keigo was 15, he and touya began dating. it was the happiest keigo had been in years, but he still had his mom and sister to take care of. keigo worked hard to make sure that his sister was taken care of, that his mom was doing okay, and that his relationship lasted. he started working as a busser and dishwasher for a restaurant. working as many hours as he could, he’d take the bus after school and on weekends.

when keigo was sixteen, his sister tried running away in hopes to make it easier for keigo. she got as far as the park five blocks from their house before keigo found her. “i need you here, i can’t lose you, please little sis. it’s just you and me against the world. i will always protect you and take care of you. no matter what happens, i promise to always be there.” his words had made them both cry and she followed him home. that night, keigo held his sister while they fell asleep for the first time since they were kids.

when keigo was seventeen, a number of things happened. in may, he bought touya a promise to give him on their anniversary in september. in june, his sister tried to kill herself, she wouldn’t tell him why, but he thought it might have something to do with her ex-boyfriend or maybe their mom. in july, his mom passed away and he started working more to get a place for his sister and him to live. keigo never got to give touya the ring, because in august dabi, as he apparently now went by, broke his heart. keigo was left wondering if it was his fault.

when keigo was eighteen, he graduated high school and started working nearly everyday. he saved up enough to buy a car and would take his sister to school in the morning before going to work. his sister got into gaming as an escape and he did everything he could to support her. keeping her face hidden, she started streaming and soon enough started making money.

“keigs, i got money from streaming my games.” his sister had said one morning on the drive to school, keigo was almost twenty while his sister was a few months shy of being eighteen.

“that’s awesome chickadee, how much did you get?” he glanced at her from the driver seat while stopped at a red light.

“nine hundred dollars.” keigo gaped at his sister in shock, a car honked behind them, and he started driving again.

“that’s amazing, i’m so proud of you little sister.” she smiles at his words, feeling shy at what she says next.

“i want you to have it.” he’s shaking his head before she even finishes talking.

“no.”

“but keigs-”

“i said no, save it for college. don’t waste it on me.”

“It’s not a waste to me. i want to spend it on you. you’re my big brother, you take care of me.”

“exactly, i take care of you. not the other way around.”

“keigo please.”

“i said no.”

she doesn’t say anything more but a couple weeks later he has new clothes for work and a new phone for his birthday, he doesn’t bring it up.

and now, keigo is twenty-four, working a restaurant bar manager position that he worked his ass off to prove himself worthy of and get promoted to. he has them living in a two bedroom apartment in a nicer part of town, his little sister is in college and still streaming.

and the love of his life, the boy that broke his heart, is sitting on the couch in his living room, looking very much like he belongs there. keigo’s heart breaks all over again, and the ring he keeps hidden in the back of his closet calls his name for the first time in years.

he’s fucked.

checkpoint; keigo lore, data saved!

continue to next level?

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he is so ughhhhh so pretty like plsssss!!!!! hes lwk a bit weird looking in the first few manga panels of him butttt i promise he looks sm better later on like RAHHHHH

^ for reference this is that same introduction scene in the anime (they went off how he's drawn in the later arcs)

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🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / the gremlins / the streamers

game start up;

the gremlins

y/n (reader);

- 22 year old university student, no major specified but she takes a graphic design class with tomura

- she games and streams, and lives with her big brother hawks (neither of them are adopted)

- her looks aren’t stated and any pictures are only used for the aesthetic, not the looks of the person

- doesn’t know that tomu and shigs are the same person as she’s never seen shigs face before

ochako;

- 20 years old, culinary student who uses her friends as test subjects for class, dating and living with toga and is reader’s neighbor

- she works part time at a cafe/bakery, but she also has a side business where she sells the treats she makes

kenzie (my moot);

- besties with togachako and reader

-here for the vibes

- flirts w dabi on the low (it’s not on the low they will eventually be getting together)

keigo (hawks);

- 24 year old restaurant bar manager, forgot to update his follower count before posting but it's 10.4k now

- reader’s older brother, lives with reader and supports her streaming career

- knows dabi from high school but doesn’t know that dabi knows tomura aka shigs

the chats and groupchats;

1) shigs 🩶🎮

- a little taste of reader’s dynamic and relationship with shigs

- there will be lots of him showing up

- reader talks to shigs on discord and tomu on messages, there will be two different contact names and pictures to indicate it

2) 3 college girls & 1 adult 🆘

- groupchat w reader, hawks, ochako, and kenzie

- main groupchat will be seeing a lot of this

3) 4 college girls w/o supervision💞

- the groupchat with the girls; reader, ochako, kenzie, and toga

- will be seeing a lot of this too

- shenanigans will happen often

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whomst am i....

ᝰ.ᐟcrash course in chaos

.ᐟcw: street racer!shidou, mechanic's daughter!reader, smut mdni, car sex, hate sex (kinda)

"𝑁𝑜, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑖𝑛'𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑛𝑜 𝑀𝑟𝑠.​ 𝑂ℎ, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑟" - 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑟 𝑏𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑒

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Your dad owns a garage that half the underground world owes their life to. You’ve spent years around wrenches and oil-stained concrete, but always on the edges—never in the driver’s seat.

Until one quiet night, your precious baby, a ‘94 nissan gets stolen. No, correction, it wasn’t stolen, it was a challenge. 

That's how the world of racer’s works. If they want to challenge someone, they’ll take their car. 

It was quite annoying since you had it parked outside, unlocked, to work on it. You left for 5 whole seconds to grab some water and when you stepped out, it was gone. You gritted your teeth, throwing your wrench onto the pavement. 

You’ll find that fucking bastard and kill him. Your dad was asleep and all his cars were parked away. The only car you could use at the moment was some old run-down truck of his.

And so you did. You found out where your car was using the tracker you had in it. 

You arrived at some old abandoned lot, which many racers used to make deals or have meetings. 

There it was, you saw your baby, under a pale flickering yellow light. the rest of the garage was empty other than one other car standing out back. You ran out the truck, rushing up to your car, inspecting it to check nothing was stolen or damaged. 

It took you a second to realize the keys weren’t there. Of course that fucker probably took it with him. You’ll need to hotwire it.

You grabbed a screwdriver from your green cargo pants, typing up your hair. You’re taking your car back one way or another. 

You opened the drivers door, getting on your knees. You played around with some of the wires, which you probably shouldn’t be doing without gloves but fuck it. 

Sweat dripped down your face, you’ve seen your dad do this a million times, so why couldn’t you do it. Fuck which wire was it?

Your hands blackened in grease, chewing on your lip, digging into wires with shaking fingers. 

“Wrong wire, sweetheart.”

You flinched, not turning around but he sounds familiar. The voice hits you like a growl. Deep. Languid. Too damn close, he’s leaning over you, you can smell his cologne. 

You finish twisting one of the copper wires and glare up at the tall, tanned figure looming over you.

Of fucking course. It’s shidou ryusei. Correction, a shirtless shidou ryusei

Pink highlights. Lazy smirk. Tattoos playing all over his exposed skin, a gold chain around his neck and similar earring. 

He leaned against your car like he owned it, staring down at you with half-lidded eyes.

And in his hand. The keys of your car. 

You stood up, glaring at him with clenched fists. 

He still towered over you. You didn’t know much about the man he was but you’ve heard his name from your father and from what you’ve heard about this infamous man. 

You knew he was unhinged, filthy and a fucking menace. 

“You have the nerve to steal my car and then criticize my wiring.” 

“I mean, baby” he leans down, chain grazing your face, “technically you challenged me, who parks a baby like this outside all alone, and with the keys just hanging on top.”

You clenched your jaw, watching him. Watching as he eyes you, eyes dropping down to your white tank top which had gone transparent from the sweat. Your pink bra peeking through the fabric. 

“Give me my damn car back, shidou” 

“Don’t say my name with such hatred, it turns me on” 

“My. fucking. Car.”

“Take it.” he whispers against your ear. 

You push him back and smirks. 

He tosses you the keys.

“You drive stick, princess?” 

“Better than you ever could” 

“Good, come on, baby. Lets see if that mouth can back it up”

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An hour later, your hands are on the wheel, 

Your thighs are trembling, not from nerves. No, from adrenaline and maybe some rage. 

You’re flooring it down a private stretch of concrete deep in the industrial district, tires screeching, Shidou yelling like a maniac in the passenger seat. 

“Haha! Fuck, thats it baby, step on it!” he yelled like a maniac, you scoffed, not doing a very good job at hiding the upturn of your lips. 

“Shut it, crazy fucker”

“Make me” he grinned, leaning in towards you.

You slam the brakes. You both jolt forward, the seatbelt biting into your chest.

Shidou’s grin is unholy. His hands are on the dashboard, but then—they’re not.

They’re on your thigh. Fingers curling just inches away from some place he shouldn’t be close to. 

“You really are something, aren’t cha, princess. Got a mouth like a whip and you drift like a fuckin demon.”

“You done” you turn your face towards him. Was the car always this hot? 

“Not even close” he says, leaning in closer. You can feel his breath, mint gum. His body smells like gasoline and musky cologne. 

Mind you, he was still shirtless, only wearing black cargos that hung low on his waist. The band of his calvins on full display. 

“You hotwired your way into my night. You think I’m just gonna let you walk away?”

He says, hooking a finger under your chin, tilting your head back.

“Want a thank you for auto theft?” 

“Nah, i just wanna see what else you can do with these hands.”

He smirks. You don’t know who moves first but your lips are on his. Not soft, not gentle, it was violent. 

You wrap your arms around his neck, his hand over your nape, keeping you close. 

He licks around the seam of your lips. Shoving his tongue down your throat the second you part your lips. His hand leaves your thigh, groping your chest through the tank top. 

You uncomfortably adjust yourself, thighs digging into the gearshift. You clawed down his tatted back, he tugs your hair, pulling a groan out of you. 

You pull back, hands on his chest, panting as you both stare each other with nothing but lust in your eyes. 

“Backseat. Now.” you hesitate for a secon,d but he catches it.

“Scared?” 

“You wish. I’ll fucking wreck you” you grit, pulling him down by his hair

“I should be the one saying that princess” he smirks, and his lips are on yours again. 

You don’t make it to the back seat.

Not really.

You’re straddling him in the passenger seat, knees jammed on either side of the leather seats. Hard cock digging into your inner thighs. 

He pulls your tank top down along with your bra, watching your tits bounce out. 

“They’re so fucking hot” he murmurs before his lips are on your tits, tongue circling your nipples, he’s tugging and biting on the soft skin. 

You moan, throwing your head back, grinding down onto him.

He grins against your skin, trailing up your hot body, biting down on your neck. 

“Look at you, just melting for me” he smirks, twisting your nipple between his forefingers. 

“I’ll fucking melt a wrench on your fa-”

“Shut the hell up and ride me” he says, slapping your covered thigh. You clenched your jaw. Letting him take off your pants while you work on his. 

You take his cock out the restraints. His fingers dip past your panties, smearing your slick all around your pussy. 

“You’re fucking soaked” 

“It’s the adrenaline,” you lied through your  teeth, making him chuckle. “..and the rage”

“Oh yeah, little liar? Then stay mad, it’s hot” you blushed, your face hot, sweaty, similar to shidou’s body. 

His abs tensed under your touch, as you rubbed your pussy over his tip. 

You lower yourself onto him but shidou obviously isn’t for that. He grips your hips, slamming you down onto his pelvis. 

You choked on your spit, nails digging into his shoulder, letting out a silent scream. His cock stretches you out unbelievably wide. You tried adjusting to his thick throbbing length. 

You could tell he was holding back. Fingers digging into your hips so hard, it bruises the soft skin. Your moans echo off the windshield. The windows fog. The seat rocks. His hands grip your hips so hard it bruises. He’s messy, filthy, and unfiltered. 

“Take it. Just like that—yeah—fuck yeah—look at you—so tight around me, baby—”

“Shidou! Oh god, fuck” you cried out, moving yourself on his cock. Thighs burning as you go on.

“Say my name, say it again” he breathed out, grabbing a handful of your ass, guiding you. 

Your fingers tug at his chain, biting down on your lower lip. Your head's thrown back, sweat dripping down your forehead.

“Shidou! Fuck shidou your cock feels so good” you moan, running your nails down his chest.

Your thighs burn from the friction. But you don’t stop. You ride him like you’ve got something to prove. Because you do.

He’s panting your name now. Whimpering it. He pulls you in, biting your shoulder. His hips stutter.

“Fuck baby, I-”

“Don’t you dare finish before me, fucking thief” you grit your teeth, he doesn't. He holds on, gritting his teeth, until you gasp—eyes fluttering, nails clawing down his back.

You’re biting down on his toned shoulder, licking along his collar bones. 

“Shit, making me up, huh, princess?” he smirks, slapping your ass.

“Only getting you back for what you did.”

And before you can speak up. You’re clenching around him, screaming his name while you cover his thick length in your juices. Your breathing is ragged, you fall limp, but shidou picks up where you left off, thrusting up inside you. Wet sounds echo in the car. 

And soon after, he’s cumming inside, filling you up, as a mixture of yours and his cum leaks down his length, dripping onto his pelvis. 

When you both come down, it’s quiet. The windshield’s fogged. Your hair’s a mess. He looks blissed-out, lips swollen, chest heaving.

Your head is resting on his chest, his fingers running through your hair. You twirl the chain around your finger, looking up at him.

“You gonna steal my car again, next time?” 

“Princess, if you want to get fucked, you can just ask” 

“Ugh, don’t even. Your dick wasn’t even that good” you laughed under your breath and shidou seemed amused, squeezing your ass, making your yelp. 

“You say but when i asked to take my dick out of you, you screamed no” you blushed hiding your face, earning a chuckle from shidou. 

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A/n: very very long and not edited at all. this was such a hot concept to write.

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