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    “Is this about the emails?” Todoroki prompts, curiosity brewing. 

    “Yeah,” Bakugou manages instead of the fiery furious tirade he planned but suddenly can’t bring himself to start at all. “It’s about the emails.” 

    “Oh.” 

    The tiny smile curving up Todoroki’s lips should not be so damn mesmeric. But it is. Everything about him is far too distracting. It always has been and it’s unfair that Bakugou has to be subjected to it now of all times. 

    “You got them? That’s good.” 

    No - it definitely is not good. A lifetime of bad emails is not what Bakugou signed up to. Not even for this gorgeous man he may or may not have had an attraction to for far too long. 

    “Listen up asshole - those emails were total fucking shit. If you’re gonna send me stuff at least do it properly. I ain’t gonna respond to any of your half-assed garbage. So you better up your fucking game.” 

    There it is, that ominous sound. The sound of new mail.

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    “Fuck it,” Bakugou exhales angrily, more to himself, and then suddenly is leaning over Shouto where he sits, arms by his sides and face close to his. "It doesn't matter what kind of weird mind game you're playing. I'll beat you no matter how much better than me you think you are."

    "When you're not acting out I actually respect you a lot," Shouto corrects mildly. It's said in part because he wishes Bakugou would get over this complex and in part because he's starting to develop a knack for making Bakugou pull the face he's pulling now. "You're really not that bad these days."

    Bakugou blinks furiously, then sags abruptly, expression gone disheartened. "You've lost it. I- what's next? You gonna declare your love for me mid-battle?”

    “I don’t think so, no,” Shouto replies, instinctively, then stills, thinking about it.

    “I’m fucking- going,” Bakugou continues, undeterred and jittery. “Fucking weirdo.”

    He's up and gone in a hurry, casting a last disturbed glance back over his shoulder, and Shouto stays very still, looking blankly at the sky.

    Well, shit.

    He thinks he may have missed a few things while redefining his feelings.

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    “Anyway, before all of that - stop distracting me.”

    Katsuki continues dragging his nails up and down the smooth skin of Shouto’s thighs. 

    “I ain’t doing shit besides existing you absolute fucking melon-head.” 

    Shouto quirks an eyebrow, lifting up to lean on his elbows. The house has heard all kinds of profanities yet the ones that start most of the chaos are hybrids that are quite frankly laughable and utterly harmless. 

    Much like Shouto, in the arms of an unhurried morning, Katsuki gets more and more ridiculous. Mere shells of responsible, sensible people and the house adores them anyway. 

    “Katsuki. I am not a melon-head.”

    The words are met with a low absent hum simmering in amusement that goes nowhere. With a dramatic exhale, Shouto prods Katsuki in the cheek with his elbow. Just because he can. 

    “Besides, if anyone's head is large enough to be a melon between us then surely it would be you.” 

    To be honest, the house thinks to itself that it would be quite content if these two were to stay here for the rest of their days. 

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    Honestly, the way Todoroki is so objectively attractive and also objectively a total disaster is whiplash of the highest degree. This is the most chaotic paradox to ever exist.

    “Is there a problem?” Todoroki asks so casually it is staggering. 

    He speaks like for some reason Bakugou is the one in the room losing his grip on sanity here, like this is normal. Okay. Fine. If nobody else will say it then Bakugou will have to be the one to shut this down right now. 

    “Yeah,” he gestures to the absolute abomination in Todoroki’s hands. “That ain’t an instrument.” 

    Todoroki quirks a brow. From this distance Bakugou can’t prove shit but it sure looks as if the fucker thinks this is funny. 

    “Are you sure?” 

    Strange - that sounds more like a challenge than a question. Fine. If Todoroki wants to do this, they can do this. Grinning, Bakugou leans forwards on the stool. In every possible way, he will enjoy this. 

    It’s on, bitch.

    Todoroki opens the violin case. What comes out is not a violin.

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