Tomura Follows You Around Everywhere. Its A Bit Suffocating But Its Endearing Cus Its Him Yknow ?

tomura follows you around everywhere. it’s a bit suffocating but it’s endearing cus it’s him y’know ?

he’s clingy, a bit overprotective and to top it all off he’s a loser with no friends, so he has like—no choice but to be by you all of the time constantly everywhere. his logic, not yours.

but it’s a bit much at times. you’re used to it by now but from an outsiders point of view it could look a little freaky because there is practically no space between you at all. he’s always sorta roaming behind you just looking around while you do your thing, he looks spaced out most of time except when you ask him something and his eyes immediately zip over to answer you.

he’s almost completely pressed to your back, his hands are always fiddling with something on you, your hair, the back of your shirt, your pant pockets. anything and everything in his reach will be pulled and prodded to keep himself busy. he’ll tug at your shirt a little harder to signal he’s bored and will tell you so, whining n telling you to “hurry up.”

“i want to leave, this place stinks.” he mumbles, lips close to your ears, his hair tickles and you shrug your shoulders at the ticklish feeling. you turn to look at his slightly furrowed brows, irritation very present in his features. you boop his nose “be patient, i’m almost done.” you tease. you hear him grumble behind you, going back to tugging at your clothes and wrinkling them “patient, patient. i’ve been plenty damn patient. said you were almost done ten minutes ago..”

if you want to go the kitchen he’s stalking over to where you are, if you leave the room for a few seconds you can’t turn your back for a millisecond before he materializes behind you, it scares you every time and he laughs about making you jump every time. he’s annoyingly sneaky.

this man has absolutely no shame to me, he will absolutely just stay by the door while you pee. like he could be telling you about how one of his teammates fucked up one of his games while you walk around doing your own thing. but then when you get to the bathroom you tell him to wait a sec and when you reach for the door he stops you, looking just as confused as you. “i’m not done.” he says, raising a brow. and no matter how incredulously you stare he is hellbent on finishing his damn story even while you’re sitting on the loo. even has the nerve to go “you done ?” when he finishes lol

loosely based on @moodyvoid s lil post about shigaraki that i want to tattoo onto my skin

tomura’s masterlist ♡ !

lil blurbs ! ( i'm just talkin'):

tomura likes watching you

tomura handles affection very well

clingy tomura

tomura eats your food

sniff

paper cut

lil fics ! ( i ramble a little longer) :

deep breath in, deep breath out ( or the one where tomura has a freaky little habit)

longer fics / mini series ! ( get comfy 'cuz this one's a multi-parter !) :

nothing yet !

and then some more ! ( extra's !)

nothing yet !

going to check on your acc is the first thing i do on tumblr but don’t tell that to anybody…🤫🤫

okay i was so worried that i was horribly flopping and that people were getting bored of me even tho i have all yalls luv and support and this CEMENTED IT FOR ME EVEN MORE!!!! THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH GENUINELY !!!! i'm so flattered omg :(((((((((

also also also tomura almost always eats food that you’ve eaten. like you have to eat it first then he’ll eat it. like you have to try it for him except its your own food he will not touch his plate unless you order him too😭😭

he goes “lemme have a bite” the moment your spoon makes contact with your lips, and when you do he nods, grunts. then asks for some more. and when you say no he’ll scoff, does he really have to do everything around here ?

so he grabs his own spoon and starts scooping up your food. “tomu—eat your own !” you scold, popping is hand and he immediately flies back like you’d punched him “what the hell was that for ?!” he grumbles. “eat your own. it’s the exact same as mine” you insist, huffing.

you’re obviously a little stupid cus of course it’s not the same. you ate yours, that’s the difference, and he wants yours. so he’ll get yours. so when you’re looking away he’ll sneakily steal bites of your food. but then he gets annoyed about sneaking around and just starts taking from your plate again, you can only sigh in frustration as he keeps munching away.

I read your toddler bakugo five and it’s adorable but that had me thinking for a while what if reader got a broken arm and bakugo wouldn’t let anyone else in school go near them and he’d ‘protect’ them

Sorry for any grammar mistakes I just woke up

this is SO cute im seizing, pls take this lil drabble as a thank you for the ask :3

katsuki bakugou, aged 10, does not know a so called mitsuo.

never heard of him, not even once. he doesn’t even remember ever hearing of a mitsuo in his class.

so why on earth was his name scribbled on your cast ?

katsuki cannot pull his eyes away, he knows he should be eating his lunch quickly because soon break will be over and he won't get to play with you, but he just cannot pull his eyes away from the chicken scratched letters scribbled onto your cast. mitsuo's handwriting is so ugly.

he hates it, he hates him. whoever he is.

"do you wanna write your name too ?" katsuki blinks up at you, you continue munching on your food, waiting for his response.

"do you wanna write your name on my cast ?" you ask again after swallowing, thinking he hadn't heard your question.

"i heard you." the boy huffs, leaning back in his chair and away from you and your stupid broken arm, why'd you have to go and get yourself hurt anyway ?

"then answer me, dummy." you quip, sticking your tongue out at him. katsuki rolls his eyes, reaching to pinch your stomach and your non cast covered arm goes to stop him, smacking his hand away and flinching away with a whine. usually, he'd fight you, nudge you or shove his finger into your side, but he's worried you'll somehow hurt your other arm and get a cast on that one too, 'cus you're an idiot. and then he won't be able to hold your hand and drag you away from the other bug eyed losers who ask you about your cast touch and poke it.

he'd gotten in trouble for pushing some boy to the floor for trying to grab your arm. katsuki hates getting in trouble, but he didn't regret a single second of seeing the boy's face crumple up before tears formed into his eyes. it's what he deserved.

it takes him a few more seconds of squinting at your cast to finally look at you and nod, "fine." your eyes light up, you ask katsuki to get your bag to get a marker from it and he grumbles, but he's up before you can say another word. ever since he'd seen your cast, despite making fun of you he'd always almost bite your head off when you tried to do anything yourself, always insisting to write or carry your bag for you.

he pulls out a bright red marker, scribbling in what you can feel are big letters. you kick your legs excitedly, warning him not to take up too much space cus you'd promised your other classmates you'd let them write on your cast later. when katsuki wasn't around of course, he'd scare everyone off with his snappy attitude when it came to you. always barking at people to back off ! when they got too close to your arm for his liking, katsuki grunts in response. his tongue peeks out a bit while he writes, completely focused on his task as the noise of the other students in the lunch room fill your ears.

"there, 'ts done." you hear your best friend huff proudly, chucking the marker back in your case and zipping it up roughly. he crosses his arms, waiting for you to admire his work. and so you do.

and your eyes widen to the size of saucers. 'KATSUKI' is written in big, bold, red letters on your cast, and it was completely covering mitsuo's name, who'd you'd let write his name on earlier.

"katsuki !" you whine, pouting at him "you wrote all over mitsuo's name !"

yeah, that was the point. he wants to say, but you'd get mad at him for sure and when you're angry you get annoying and you won't let him around you. and that meant he couldn't keep safe like he begrudgingly told your mom he would, like he promised himself.

"oh, woops." katsuki shrugs, clearly not sorry. "i didn't even see his name on there, it was so small." he looks away from you, he's never been good at lying to your face. he turns his attention to his food, munching away to distract himself " 's whatever, it was ugly anyway." he mumbles bitterly.

you have no idea if he meant his handwriting or his name.

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