A Reader Insert & a Katsuki Bakugou x Reader
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This is ALSO a reader insert in the manga/anime.
yo this story might take a while to get to the good shit, just a heads up
Story was written by me if u go...
Months had passed since Aizawa took me in. A lot of shit happened in those months:
Aizawa is legally my dad now, adoption papers were signed, my last name was changed, so my full name is (Y/n) Aizawa, He sees me as his daughter and I see him as my dad, so I call him Dad. Dad trained me as he promised, I gotten smarter in combat and faster in defense, but I still not at my full potential. I am really grateful to have a dad like Aizawa, I didn't go to a public school, I went virtual cause I didn't think I was ready to see other kids yet, plus I don't want to socialize, I got a phone, so that's nice, I decorated my room so ya... oh you wanna see? ok bet.
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Hella cozy, honestly. Lastly, Haruko hasn't came back since last time. It kinda worries me, but I hope I see her again.
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It's 7pm, I'm in bed and on my laptop, playing music and checking out articles on music, mixing, and producing music. It's an interesting thing to read honestly. The more I read, the more I love it.
"Sweetheart, time for dinner!" I heard dad yelled from downstairs. Time to feast.
"Coming!" I yelled as i closed my laptop and got off my bed. I grab a hair tie and grabbed my long hair up to a ponytail/bun. I ran downstairs and was greeted by dad.
"Slow down, we both know my cooking isn't that good..." He said sarcastically as he places two bowls and two glasses on the dining table. "We're having my 'famous' soup with some nice, cold sodas." Not gonna lie, his soups are bomb. Love it. I grabbed the chopsticks and dug in. "So the entrance exams are coming next week. Are you nervous?" He asked me. I know what to respond.
"Heck no, I can- no will pass it." I said, smiling at him.
"That's my girl." He smiled back. "As you know, I'm going to be a teacher there. If you are going to be one of my students, call me me 'Sir'. Calling me 'Dad' in school is weird." He slurped some soup after that.
"I know, it's hella awkward." I said, taking a slip of soda. "If I slip up, I owe a penny."
"Bet."
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one week later
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Beep beep beep be- SMASH
"ughh... daAAAAD!" I yelled while stretching, "I broke it agaaain!"
"Not again... 5th clock this month." Dad said as he walked in, "Eh, it's fine. Now get up it's 6:30, today is the day." He walked up to my corpse-looking, tired face.
"Yeah yeah, I know, I know." I said, stretching once last time and head to the bathroom.
I head to the bathroom, undressed, showered, brushed my teeth, skincare, you know, hygiene stuff. I dried my hair and tied it to a ponytail. Got dressed to a white oversized sweater, some shorts, and some normal white sneakers. So, my everyday look.
