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To all the people out there who's biggest "hear me out" is a historical figure.❤️❤️❤️

Put yours in the comments!

If three people put theirs I'll put mine...

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Accidents happen

In which poor Ida accidentally has an "issue".

Suggestive-ish?

Thought the comfort and assurance would be cute, may be weird to other people tho. Sorry if it seems weird guys I have no intention of it being so.

Also I love how he wear a whole-ass hat to bed

You had asked Ida to go shopping with you, you wanted to get a sundress for the summer and of course wanted Ida to help you pick since A) He is your boyfriend and B) You'll be wearing it around him alot.

So you went to a shopping center.

"What store do you think will have what you're looking for?" Tenya asked as you two walked side by side, his expression questioning as you passed a variety of clothing outlets.

You pointed to a store selling feminine clothes. "That looks promising."

So you went inside, browsing a variety of different dresses and shirts, jokingly holding up the revealing ones to which Tenya would shake his head and lightly scold you while trying to hold back his own laughs. Eventually you found a cute one, about knee-length, cream with little blue flowers dotting the comfortable fabric. It had a corset design on the waist a zipper in the back and thin straps. Ida approved on the hanger and you asked for a dressing room.

In the dressing room it fit well, tight but not suffocating, nice but not overly revealing. It was an appropriate and pretty dress. While it did hug your backside a bit, and the neckline exposed a sliver of cleavage you didn't think much of it. Until you came out to show Tenya and he went red faced.

He sat there, choked up and flustered, just looking at you. You were beautiful, absolutely beautiful.

However, against his will....his pants began to feel too tight, he cursed mentally and gave you the thumbs up. You however noticed his discomfort, you changed quickly, purchased the dress and came to Ida's side (He still sat on the little bench outside of the dressing rooms)

"Tenya? Something wrong?" You asked softly, looking at your boyfriend with a worried expression. Was he sick? His face was red and he was sweating profusely.

"I fear....I may have an issue...." He said tensly, his body even more rigid than usual.

"Elaborate Tenya, what's wrong?" You asked, looking him in the eye. He bowed his head in shame and spoke in a whisper.

"I'm sorry, my....manhood has gotten excited." Ohhhhh.....that made sense.

"I did not mean to I swear, I was not thinking filthy thoughts when you were in the dress or prior. I don't know why it happened now and here of all places." He started, rambling his apologies. You took his hand in yours and squeezed it. Keeping your voice quiet too.

"Tenya, calm down it's okay. I know you didn't mean it alright? These things happen, have you really never read into it?" You said as you took off your jacket.

He looked at you questioningly "What do you mean?"

"I mean getting erections is a normal thing Tenya, even when you aren't thinking about dirty things. It's because of horomones. You got red faced when you saw me, your horomones must have sent blood there too." You explained as you gave him your jacket. "Tie this around your waist, the sleeves will hide it until it calms down. Do you want to go to the bathroom to wait it out?"

He gave a nod, doing as told he couldn't believe you weren't mad. He thought you'd think he was dirty for this, but no.....you were understanding and helping him not get noticed by it.

After helping him to the bathroom and waiting a few minutes for him he returned your jacket and sulked for a bit, still ashamed he couldn't control something like that. Whilw on the bus back to UA you showed him some medical articles about it.

He felt a bit at ease knowing it was a real thing for random erections to be a common occurence with teen boys, but he still couldn't help from feeling bad.

As you walked back to the dorms, bag in your hand you squeezed his, giving him a little smile as you stopped. "Tenya I am not mad, it is a normal thing and I know you wouldn't think about dirty things, especially in public."

"I still feel guilty for it, it was improper and-"

"Tenya." You said sternly, stopping him from another rambled apology.

"I do not blame you. It is not something you can control. If it happens again tell me and I'll help cover your exit okay?" You truly were the best girlfriend ever.

He hugged you tightly, exhaling before pulling back to hold your shoulders and smile brightly, greatful to have someone as educated and understanding as you.

"I will, thank you."

(Look it up guys it is a real thing.)

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Rules

Hello! My name is Helios, give me ideas about what to write!

Will write just about everything, angst, fluff, platonic, romantic. Tropes too.

Smut will not be explicit.

I write "x readers" and very little "character x character" so beware of this.

Specify any details you want, like dissabilities or specific things you want to see. Depending on the ask I'll write either a scenario or headshots (You can specify which you prefer)

Currently only writing for My Hero Academia, The Legend of Zelda(BoTW and AoC), TMNT 2012, Arcane, Demon Slayer, Toilet Bound Hanako-Kun, and Disney (movies and such)

Send in anything you want! I'll do my best to deliver quality works!

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The Raven, and his Lenore.

Tonight's honorable mention goes to @blair-vvitch

Thank you so much, you helped me figure out how to write for Tokoyami decently well. ❤️❤️

Tokoyami Fumikage x reader Angst, like....super bad guys. In which Tokoyami falls in love, and realizes the pain that comes with war. MAJOR TW!!! !!!GORE, DEATH, LOTS OF BLOOD!!! ALSO! MAJOR SPOILER WARNING!

(In this Tokoyami was not knocked out during the battle against All For One)

You knew nothing, nothing but heat and light and numbness. You heard no screaming of the man you held in an iron grip, as he clawed and fought against you, like his life depended on it, and it did.

You did not smell the burning of flesh as the man, and you, both burned. Your skin and hair catching in the flames and burning, burning, burning, burning.

As the man realized his life-ending mistake in using his own quirk to amplify and draw out a malfunction of yours, he screamed, as his hair melted to his scalp and his eyes went white. As his arm moved on pure survival instinct to shove the last of Eri's stolen power into your neck, making you gag and choke on the blood that found way into your throat and seeped into your lungs. It only took seconds for the blinding light to fade, leaving anyone within a four mile radius wondering where the sun had gone.

As you and the man fell to the ground he seemed to crumble to dust, his charred body ruined and dead long ago. How the unoccupied husk was capable of stopping your horrific display? Nobody would ever know.

So you layed there in a pool of your own blood, covered in singed clothes, still smoking from the fire that came of the heat. The man now in ashes all around you as you attempted to breath, to take air into your lungs and live. But it was no good, you only choked, your skin still numb to the bloody, raw blisters and burns decorating your once beautiful skin.

You didn't register the footsteps, nor the familiarity of them. Despite the fatigue plagueing poor Tokoyami's body he stayed upright, looking in horror upon his love, or rather, what remained of you.

How long had you lain here alone? Four minutes? Or an hour? Could you even have survived that long?

"Ffff.....umi" He heard, oh so softly from the mass of burns in his arms. Tears already began welling in his red eyes, he tried not to think about how weak your voice was compared to normal, how fragile you were, how close to death you were.

"Yes? My dear?" He whispered back, bringing a hand to your face to turn your head toward him, his teary red eyes searched your own dull irises for anything, any hint of recognition or hope.

All he found was numbness and acceptance.

"Do you....still....know my favorite..." You trailed off, unable to find the strength to keep talking, to finish the simple question. However, Tokoyami knew what you were asking.

It only made his tears fall, only made him realize that you wanted to hear his voice reciting your favorite poem one last time before you couldn't be his anymore.

"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary" he began, choking only a little. However he forced his voice solid, for you.

"Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore" Another sob, he had to pause. His hold on you tightening slightly as he shifted to hold you against him like a babe, his tears mingling with your blood in a horribly beautiful shade of pale red.

He felt as if his heart would go with you. Surely it would claw it's way through bone and flesh to die by your side, to hold your cold hand as you walked across that bridge to your next life.

In your next life, you'd be the sun. He had no doubt, you would be the sun above them. The same one to warm their springs and gift them light, to create his shadows, to create him.

Surely the gods would not he so cruel as to take away his sun! His love! His! Not theirs. His. And only his. No matter whatever may happen. With this thought, he managed to continue.

"While I nodded, nearly napping,

suddenly there came a tapping,

As if someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door."

He looked at you once more, opened his eyes to see you, to see if you were still here, to make sure you were still here. He saw you exhale, inhale, exhale, shallow breaths and yet still breaths nonetheless.

"Tis some visitor, I muttered, tapping at my chamber door.

Only this, and nothing more."

He couldn't do this.....

He stopped once more, breaking and sobbing again. He rested his chin on your head and wept, wept loudly, wept like a man without shame as he rocked you and grappled at his sanity.

Unable to grasp it tight and keep it as close as you were, his mind ran rampant with his own thoughts.

He couldn't do this without you. He had to keep going for you. Living without you would be hell on earth.

Living with what had happened today, would be hell on earth.

The horror, the bloody messes left in the wakes of both heroes and villains. He didn't want to think about his friends now, not after finding you in such a state. He couldn't bear the thoughts of losing his friends aswell.

"Ah distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;

And each seperate dying ember wrought it's ghost upon the floor

Eagerly I wished the morrow,

Vainly I had sought to borrow

From my books sercease of sorrow-

Sorrow for the lost...."

He couldn't finish the line. Not when it rang true in his mind and body, not when he felt he'd succumb to his madness if he uttered the word.

He only looked at you, wide eyed with damp cheek feathers. And as he notted the lack of rise and fall, the dulling of your eyes and the way you seemed to just be...gone. He knew, he knew and he couldn't stop the scream that tore his throat to shreds.

So desperate and pained anyone who heard it stopped to let dread and tears creep into their eyes. As his beak gave way for the cry over his love, his beautiful Lenore.

His Lenore.

And quietly, he sank back in on himself. Ears rining and chest heaving as he sobbed harder, burying his beak into your neck and chest, clutching your dead body to him as if he could bring you back by just crying to you and begging in pitiful pleads to come back, begging Amaterasu to give him his sun back, to give him back his love.

"Lenore"

He said only this, and nothing more.