Bang_Daddy_Chan
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Money in the Mattress, Cartier Glasses by Bang_Daddy_Chan
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
31 Dec 2025
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If there was one deciding factor that determined whether or not a person earned Bakugou’s respect, it was their use of their quirk. That seemed like quite a shallow frame of mind, but it was more than that. A person with a powerful quirk who sat around and did nothing with it was a lazy coward to him. It was shameful to have the opportunity to help people to be given to one so brazenly only to forsake it. It seemed that wasn’t the case with her. She had a good head on her shoulders from what he’d seen, and a good heart with solid conviction, too. Her enthusiasm and passion reminded him of someone. He really needed to get over this annoying magnetism to nerdy, passionate weirdos.
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OR Bakugou is both the most oblivious man on the planet and the most self-aware man on the planet.
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pe·num·bra
/pəˈnəmbrə/
noun
....a space of partial illumination (as in an eclipse) between the perfect shadow on all sides and the full light
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Seungmin sometimes felt like it was his own fault. Maybe if he hadn't spent so much time at work. Maybe if he had hugged him more, kissed him more. Maybe if he'd help to keep up the house, make dinner. If he'd just taken him out more than once or twice a month… What ifs had swirled in his head nonstop. Desperately searching for any answer that didn't end with the same conclusion he always came to. That Minho just hadn't cared.
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The instant he sat up, a raging headache began to pound at his temples. The movement made him aware he was sweaty in places he did not enjoy being sweaty, and seriously he might need to go see a dentist, because your breath really is a different kind of rank when even you don't wanna be anywhere near your mouth. After pausing a second to will some of the worst of the headache away (and the sore throat, he assessed after swallowing), he made his way to the bathroom.
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The boys get some time off for some much needed cuddles and conversation.
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- Part 5 of Stray Kids Angst/Fluff
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Dream in the Blueprint (my tomorrow is blue) by Bang_Daddy_Chan
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
26 Jun 2021
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Jisung wants things to go back to normal, he wishes he wasn't so incompetent and actually got those goddamn lyrics down, so none of this happened in the first place. He sinks to the floor in the middle of the kitchen, crouching on the balls of his feet with his arms wrapped around his middle, trying desperately to regulate his breathing and get it under control before Minho sees him. Except the idea of another deadline, no matter how small, just sets off more panic in his mind. So Minho finds him like that, hyperventilating in the middle of the kitchen floor with tears streaming down his cheeks and his hands tugging ruthlessly at his hair.
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Jisung needs a break from work and his hyungs are there to remind him that its okay to ask for one. (ft. Minsung)
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- Part 4 of Stray Kids Angst/Fluff
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This spot where Hyunjin was now, used to be his safety net. Now, as he visited it again, something akin to guilt and disappointment twisted in his gut. He hated the fact that he was here again. He had some of his worst moments here. Panic attacks, anxiety attacks, depressive episodes; he swore he could see stains on the filthy carpet where his tears had once fallen. Remnants of previous situations like this one. Something hot burned inside him.
How could he be so weak?
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Hyunjin learns that recovery isn't linear and its okay to ask for help, and Jeongin realises just how whipped he is for his hyungs.
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- Part 3 of Stray Kids Angst/Fluff
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Just a small compilation of Stray Kids hurt/comfort and angst fics I've written. Most of this is me projecting honestly.
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“You’re blue today,” Jisung says when they sit beneath their great oak.
“You can’t feel colors,” Seungmin mutters. He watches the grass dance. He sprinkles daisy petals on Jisung’s face.
“I can feel your colors,” Jisung hums. His eyelashes flutter against his cheeks.
“What do my colors feel like?” Seungmin asks. He arranges some of the petals in a line across Jisung’s forehead.
“Safe,” Jisung whispers, so quiet it's almost lost in the wind. Seungmin has never seen him so at peace.
In a small beach town in the middle of nowhere, Seungmin learns what love is to him as he spends his childhood with a sunshine-moonlight boy who feels sunset orange, a little purple and sometimes a little bit like a storm. Seungmin knows most people don’t like those who are too many things, but he thinks the ones who are too many things are special. Jisung just happens to be more special than the rest.
Bookmarked by Bang_Daddy_Chan
31 Jul 2021
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I- Hold on- I think- I think I need a second- Wait- Give me a minute- Hold on- Just- I n-need a second- Hold on-
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Plagued by anxieties and growing restlessness, Yang Jeongin makes the decision to make the four-and-a-half-hour road trip to Seoul, armed with his brother's trusty motorbike. His goal: to visit his older brother, Lee Minho, and return his bike to him.
Only one obstacle terrorizes his trip:
His fear of driving.
Bookmarked by Bang_Daddy_Chan
28 Jul 2021
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This... This fic is amazing. The ending is wonderful, the family elements are great, and it shook my heart to the core. It's 100% worth the read.
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Bookmarked by Bang_Daddy_Chan
01 Jul 2021
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he feels it all, so much, all at once. he thinks he could cry at this moment, standing face upturned, watching snow glide through streetlights through bleary eyes, body loose with the type of apathy that comes with so, so, so much exhaustion. it takes everything he has to stop himself from falling face first into a snow bank and laying there until he falls asleep, dies, or both of those in succession.
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“You're new,” Jisung proclaims.
Minho snorts. “Am I?”
“Well, I've never seen you here before.”
“Because you know all of their wedding guests?”
Jisung has to laugh. “I know most of Hyunjin’s side,” he says.
“Well obviously I’m a friend of Seungmin’s.”
Jisung pauses to stare, eyes narrowing with curiosity. “Yeah,” he plays along. “But you’re new.”
Minho chuckles. “You keep saying that. What does that mean?”
“I mean that you’re new. Here. Today. New. I’ve experienced this wedding over thirty times now and—” his breath hitches because he really just said that out loud, but there’s an immediate flicker in Minho’s eyes that has him exhaling with relief.
“Oh. Well.”
alternatively: In which Jisung gets stuck repeating the day when his best friend gets married, only to meet a brand new friendly face a month into the grueling experience.
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25 Apr 2021