#AO3 Kinoko

[ao3feed-bnha-girls]

That's Not How Mushrooms Work!

That’s Not How Mushrooms Work! by AsheAsh

“That's not how mushrooms work! They don't make you grow in size and be able to tank hits like that! This game is totally inaccurate!”

Words: 418, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Ashe's MHA Fluff'n'Stuff

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Komori Kinoko, Fukidashi Manga

Additional Tags: Short One Shot, Random & Short, Mushrooms, Comedy, Silly, Fluff, Super Mario References, Goombas, Komori Kinoko-centric

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45898078

[ao3feed-hitoshi-shinsou]

A Podcast of Heroic Proportions

A Podcast of Heroic Proportions by Milk For Camille

(Title may change)

Three kids, all bored out of their minds at Hero School. Sure, 1A had faced a few villains in their first year, but that didn't extend to the rest of the school, plus all the villains had been arrested. Now it was their second year, and they were bored.

School took up a lot of time, especially with the dorms, but that didn't make it fun. Surely it wasn't a crime to want to have some entertainment? And, really, you could even argue that they were just making a name for themselves!

None of them could tell you how this started, or how they had managed to keep it under the radar from classmates and friends. But hey, running a podcast was exciting, and they had no plans to stop!

Words: 1416, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Akatani "Yamikumo" Mikumo, Sako Atsuhiro | Mr. Compress, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Toga Himiko, Shirakumo Oboro, Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Inko, Komori Kinoko, Shinsou Hitoshi, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Kuroiro Shihai, Kaminari Denki, Komori Kinoko's Family, Original Characters, Other Character Tags to Be Added

Relationships: Komori Kinoko/Kuroiro Shihai, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Kaminari Denki/Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi, Kaminari Denki/Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku & Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Midoriya Izuku & Toga Himiko, Akatani "Yamikumo" Mikumo & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Sako Atsuhiro | Mr. Compress, Midoriya Izuku & Shirakumo Oboro, Midoriya Inko & Shirakumo Oboro, Midoriya Inko & Sako Atsuhiro | Mr. Compress, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Kayama Nemuri | Midnight & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shirakumo Oboro & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added, Iguchi Shuuichi | Spinner/Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko

Additional Tags: Midoriya Izuku & Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko Are Siblings, Midoriya Izuku and Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko are Cousins, Akatani "Yamikumo" Mikumo and Midoriya Izuku are Twins, Protective Akatani "Yamikumo" Mikumo, Midoriya Izuku and Toga Himiko are Siblings, Midoriya Inko Adopts Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Midoriya Inko Adopts Toga Himiko, Established Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead and Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Adopt Shinsou Hitoshi, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Adopts Shinsou Hitoshi, Podcast, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe, Everybody Lives, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko is Not a Villain, Established Iguchi Shuuichi | Spinner/Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags May Change, Out of Character, I don't know a ton about Komori or Kuroiri's characters, but I'm Doing My Best

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48095383

[lizzle-the-edu-nerd]

We're nearly at 100 comments on BibliophiLe and 60k words so far?!

I'm blown away by my own accomplishment at jumping back into writing with such fervor, and also at the many times I've been able to chat back and forth with people liking my story.

So ... Another milestone post? Hooray!

Why did I choose Kuroiro Shihai as Monoma's best friend?

I know, typically the choice is Kendou. She's always on top of Monoma, keeping him in line, dragging him around, and making sure he doesn't obliterate their reputation.

Kendou always felt like more of a sister, in my eyes.

I was far more interested in Monoma's strongest bond being with a character who would appreciate the flair Monoma has for the dramatic, his snide comments, and necessity to sneak his quirk in around his opponents through deft movement.

That felt like Kuroiro.

In the matches with Class B versus Class A, we see Kuroiro has a penchant for theatrics when he and Tokoyami interact.

He and Monoma both like to trash talk to throw off their opponent.

He is also incredibly sneaky and sly, the nature of his quirk making him roguish.

Monoma does this too, with his reflexes so he can snag a quirk. Kuroiro and Monoma are also supportive in style. They both rely on outside forces to be useful - Monoma with others' quirks, and Kuroiro with the shadows.

Plus, look at these two and their style:

They match each other's vibe so hard.

I can only imagine when Monoma was planning his hero costume, Kuroiro was walking by in his every day, casual, bomb ass trenchcoat combo and he peeked at Monoma's design and knew that they both understood the importance of making an entrance. Billowing jackets and tail coats.

They remind me of Sherlock and Watson.

Monoma is Sherlock, lost in his thoughts, mulling over the latest mystery with a fine toothed comb. Losing his mind, bit by bit.

Kuroiro is the steady force of Watson, helping Monoma filter out the noise to concentrate on what matters. He gathers all the notes together and Monoma creates the conspiracy theory board.

I also realized that Kuroiro gives off the vibe of a hopeless romantic when we see him interact with Komori Kinoko.

I fully intended on having that be part of Monoma's personality as well. Since you share your deepest secrets with your best friend, and one of Monoma's is his obsession with stories of love, the two being drawn toward one another was further solidified.

I've really enjoyed developing Kuroiro Shihai into a fleshed out character with a turbulent and heart warming friendship with Monoma Neito.

If you have been enjoying my lil fic of self discovery and friendship, thank you for the love!

If you read this far and you are intrigued, check out BibliophiLe over on ao3!

Until next chapter - keep it burning and keep it slow.

[quotemenevervore]

I have decided that the lore is bullshit™️ and I’m going to make my own (with Squishy’s help)

@local-squishmallow

With that being said, SM is likely no longer getting updated. I may steal a few stories from SM to put into this AU, but overall it is likely going to be left as it is (I won’t delete it, dw, it’s also on my ao3)

So, introducing: Time Heals All Wounds (will be tagged as ‘thaw au’)

(Yes, there will be noms and G/t in this au, similarily done like SM)

The main takeaways is that Wilbur, Dream (along with XD) and George aren’t main figures/there, and the ‘ending’ didn’t happen.

The only ending that is being used in this au is Q’s because his second death is important to his turnaround in the au.

Lady Death saves Karl from XD’s clutches, which returns his memory and allows him to have all of his powers that come with time traveling. Not only does he not have to keep it secret anymore, but he can also strive to change their fates so they don’t wind up like their pasts and futures.

XD loses his power, and along that his control on Sapnap, Karl, Foolish, George and also Dream. Dream and George simply take themselves and move somewhere more remote, wanting peace and quiet. Punz goes with them and Wilbur already left (good riddance.)

Techno and Phil get involved first, as they are Lady Death’s biggest reapers, and they help Karl develop his powers and cope with getting his memory back all at once. After that, Karl has some trips to make.

Main plot is Karl, (and I quote myself ‘using the power of friendship’) dismantles the governments by trying to make everyone understand (with Techno’s and Eret’s help (as Eret is an immortal being as well and knows how dangerous history is to repeat) that the governments are only hurting everyone and that they can all live in peace together.

Q dismantles his government without even being visited, Slime’s words still ringing hard in his mind and had already decided to take the higher path and try to rekindle anything he had before so his last life could be spent happily. It’s Q trying to find Sap in a dismantled Kinoko that Karl finds him, and immediately apologizes for their fight and explains fully. Sap finds them at some point during this discussion and it ends in a tearful but happy reunion of the fiancés.

Tommy is mainly with the BeeDuo now, but after everyone (thanks to Karl) has a group discussion about what all was wrong and people forcing others to admit their mistakes and apologize for them, he’s seen as what he had become: a traumatized child that needed someone for him, especially after losing his ‘brother���. Techno takes him back under his wing, and Niki slowly, reluctantly opens up to him. She essentially becomes his sister figure.

Only one ‘government’ remained: the Eggpire. And now the entire smp was together to face it.

[chrysochroma]

Quackity Doesn’t Cry

@febuwhump day 2: holding back tears

TW: referenced violence, blood, gore, suicide/suicidal thoughts, MCD

Read on Ao3

aka: the 5 times Quackity refused to let himself cry and the 1 time he did

Quackity fell to his knees, hands clutching his face. Blood ran down his arms, pooling into the cuffs of his shirt sleeves and dripping onto his already thoroughly blood stained apron. His axe lay on the ground next to him, discarded in favor of an attempt to stop the blood pouring from his new wound. 

It felt like his face was on fire. The whole left side of his face felt numb, and he couldn’t see—he couldn’t even tell if he still had an eye. And his mouth, his lip , god, he would’ve cut off his own head if it meant stopping the pain. 

His tongue moved through a mouthful of blood, eventually tapping the edge of where he thought the wound was, as gingerly as possible. He was met with an unexpected empty place, a break in the otherwise solid wall that was his top row of teeth. 

His tooth. Where was his tooth?

He was breathing heavy, fast, still not getting enough air into his lungs. His hands were sticky, and so were his arms, and his knees, and he was in a pool of his own blood now. He was heaving, and shaking, and the eye that was still working was wide open, rapidly darting around his surroundings. He thought he saw something small and white among the red and gray that surrounded him. 

He felt the sting of salt as it entered his wound.

No. No . 

The feeling got worse as the fluid of his tears continued to mix with his blood. 

No, stop . He told himself. No. I don’t cry. 

♔

Quackity stormed through the gates to Kinoko Kingdom, his hands clenched into fists. It was a mistake coming here. He knew it. Clearly. God, he was so stupid . To think that there would actually be something here for him? Naïve at best. 

His throat felt tight. He nearly scoffed. Crying now, too? Who are you, Karl?

He almost let a tear fall. 

But why should he care if he’s crying? So what? Nobody gives a shit. It was raining. He couldn’t even tell if he was or not, he was already soaked. 

Still though. Crying . God, what had he been reduced to? Him—President of Las Nevadas—crying? Pathetic. 

He rubbed his eyes with his knuckles. The bands of his engagement rings were cold against his skin. 

His breath hitched in his chest. He froze for a split second, then tore both rings off his fingers and clenched them in his fist, ready to chuck them to the ground, to never see them again, but stopped himself. However irrationally, however dumb it was, he stopped himself. 

He lowered his fist. He kept the rings. He kept walking. 

♔

“No!” Quackity threw his sword to the ground in frustration, its clattering against obsidian only adding to the cacophony of noise surrounding him. The alarm was still blaring in his ears, regardless of the fact that he had told Sam to turn it off already . 

He put his head in his hands and clenched his eyes shut tight, in somewhat of an effort to escape the truth he found himself facing. He fought to steady his breaths, albeit unsuccessfully. “Fuck. Fuck! ” He screamed into his hands for a few seconds, voice already going raw. 

Then he stopped, and collected himself, like the man he was. 

He inhaled sharply and stood up straight, letting his arms fall to his sides. He stared into the empty cell in front of him. 

He could feel a lump welling up in his throat. He could feel his vision getting blurry, his eyes getting wet. 

He clenched his jaw harder. He took another breath, face set. Then he spun on his heel and picked up his sword, striding out of the room before anything else could go wrong. 

♔

Quackity could barely breathe. He could feel the air rushing around him as he grew ever closer to the concrete below him.

He hadn’t known what he’d expected, really. On top of a tall building next to someone who evidently wanted him dead, it wasn’t a hard connection to make. Still, he found himself surprised to be falling, surprised to have been pushed off the edge, surprised at who had done it, surprised that he wasn’t the one doing it to himself. 

In hindsight, he had it coming. He hadn’t exactly treated Slime the best since he’d found him, but he tried.

Had he tried? He thought so. Maybe. He wasn’t too sure where that line stood. 

His eyes were wetter than normal, tears blurring his vision. He was staring straight into the sky, studying the clouds for as long as he could, trying to stop him from looking at Slime’s silhouette still looming over the edge of the building, trying to distract himself from the fact that he was probably less than 20 feet from hitting the ground. 

A fleck of liquid seemed to shoot up into the air as gravity dragged him down. He refused to acknowledge it. 

♔

Quackity sat down on the throne he had built for himself, amongst a silent, crowded room. Red clouded his vision but he was on the edge of calm, almost holding himself together. He crossed one leg over the other, staring at the lever in front of him, and the dusty lines of redstone leading off to either side of the room, where piles of TNT taller than he was sat lying in wait, for the lever to be flipped. 

He really wasn’t thinking about what he was about to do. He hadn’t stopped to consider what would happen after he flicked the lever in front of him, at least not beyond the extent of his death.

His surroundings were still, unmoving and unchanging, unlike how the casino usually was. He had shut the power off earlier, so now the room was only lit by whatever natural light could creep its way in, along with the occasional torch. The room felt unnatural without the plethora of flashing lights and ringing bells, and the drone of customers ready to gamble away their last paycheck. He would miss it, definitely. 

He continued to study the walls as his breaths grew more and more shaky. He knew he was about to start to cry, but honestly, he didn’t know if he had it in him. What was the point, anyway?

He gave a quick, cynical laugh, which immediately turned into a sob.

He reached forward and grabbed the lever.

♔

Despite all odds, Quackity was back in his casino, in front of his throne, surrounded by walls of explosives. An account of the events that had just transpired floated through his memory, slightly hazy. 

He sat back down on his throne, the lever still in front of him. He looked at it with a blank expression. 

He thought about his past, from his start in the election to where he was now. 

He set his head in his hands.

Finally, he let his tears fall freely. Finally, he let himself cry.

[citrus-blade]

Soft

Day 6 of Citrus Dreamnoblade Week with the prompt 'Dream SMP'. Way too late but oh well.

Link to AO3 or read it under here!

Dream wasn’t himself. Literally, because when Techno wanted to visit his lover like every morning, he was gone. Instead he got replaced by someone who looked like him, just no scars and much softer. Who was this Dream and where was his Dream?!

Story under the cut! Words: 3,584

It was a completely normal day, nothing special was happening at the time and nothing special was planned. Dream was out of prison and as feral as ever, but was recovering. Techno had saved him months ago and Quackity had given up on finding him, much to Techno’s relief.

You see, when Techno was in prison with Dream for a few months he and the teletubbie had come closer. At first they were friends, then they were best friends which tuned into friends with benefits and eventually boyfriends. Yeah, it was a wild ride.

But the only thing that mattered was that Dream was save now, the people of the server left him alone after realising that he was out of commotion. The man had been broken, was barely able to hold a weapon. Was he still batshit crazy? Also yes, he usually started planning something complete unnecessary, but every time Techno just yoinked him away from his plan and told him they lived in retirement.

That usually worked and when not Techno made him explain why he wanted to do something and came up with counter arguments. And when he still tried to go and destroy peoples homes because they deserved it – which they did – Techno simply asked him not to and Dream listened.

Dream was broken, mentally. The man could still fight, he did chase Tommy around right after he had broken out of prison and wanted to destroy Kinoko Kingdom, but mentally he wasn’t okay. So to get all his anger out Techno regularly fought him, sometimes Niki and Philza joined, but mostly it was just them.

Now you’d guess that Dream was living with Techno, right? It would have been the logical thing considering that they were boyfriends, well, they didn’t. When they just escaped they thought it would have been too obvious that Dream was staying with Techno and, should anyone go after him, would look there first.

Instead Dream built himself his own little home a bit away from the main land of the SMP. To Techno’s surprise it was an actual house made of wood and stone, with windows, doors and even a nice roof. Dream felt comfortable and safe in there, so Techno let him live there and went there almost every day in the morning to do something with the man.

Just like he did in that moment, sat on Carl he rode to the hidden home of the man, ready for some sparing and maybe some therapy in between. When he arrived he left Carl on his own, the horse usually didn’t leave without his owner and just ate some grass while waiting.

Techno stepped up to the door, Dream grew roses in his front yawn, they were his favourite flowers. As always he knocked on the door before just entering, it was their usual routine. Usually Dream would be already awake and either eating or cleaning his weapons or armor. However, this day he seemed to still be in bed, cause he was not in his usual spots.

Walking up the quartz steps he ended up in a big open room with a big bed at the wall. And the bed was empty, so it meant that Dream was already awake. It was then that Techno started to feel panic rising in him, cause usually when Dream wasn’t inside the house he either already told Techno beforehand or left a note at the entrance.

But there had been no note, and Techno had checked before coming upstairs. The half pigling walked up to the windows that showed the garden, eyes widening when he saw a figure in a green jacket laying in the grass.

Techno rushed down the stairs and out of the backdoor, towards Dream who seemed to be unconscious. He fell to his knees and turned the man around in his arms, only to immediately jump away again.

This man couldn’t be Dream, there were now scars on his face and now white streak in his hair. He looked soft with freckles all over his cheek and nose, he looked so healthy and put together, yet he wore Dream’s face. The man was wearing a black shirt with a knitted green, way too big cardigan over it that had one white and one black stripe going along the hem. In his curly hair were hair clips, one looked like a crown, one like Dream’s mask and another one looked like a rose.

This had to be Dream, but how could he change like that within a night?!

Suddenly Dream started moving, groaning lightly and moving his hands up to rub his eyes with them. Techno swallowed heavily, his piglin ears wiggling lightly to check for any noise the man made. When he also had Dream’s voice, then there was no doubt. “….Dream?” He spoke up, carefully, not wanting to scare the man away.

Slowly the man opened his eyes and it was almost like emeralds were staring back at Techno, wide and shiny. Healthy, like they had never seen any harm.

“...Techno?” The man – with the voice of Dream – mumbled out, carefully sitting up and staring up at the man in front of him. “...Is that really you?”

“...Dream?” Techno asked back, confusion all over his face. So it was his boyfriend, but why did he look like that? And why did he look at Techno like a second head had grown on his shoulder? “What… are you okay, man?”

“Oh, ehm…” Dream looked around, frowning lightly before looking down at his hands and then back up. Techno held out his hand to help the blond up, who happily accepted. “Yeah, it’s just… you look so different. What happened to you?”

Pink brows shot up as Techno heard that, wondering what the man meant. “I look different? Bruh, have you looked at yourself?” When Dream just tilted his head, Techno stepped closer, holding some of the curls in his hand. “You look healthier and all your scars are gone. How did you do that?”

“M-My scars?” A deep blush spread over Dream’s face as Techno kept playing with his hair. By now the man was used to this gesture and just rarely blushed from any form of intimacy between them. “What scars are you talking about…?”

“Those usually over your face, like the one over your nose,” Techno mumbled, leaning closer. “Or the one right at your chin,” his fingers wrapped around Dream’s chin, making him look up. “Or the one at the corner of your mouth.” When Techno placed a soft kiss at the spot he had kissed a thousand times already, Dream squeaked loudly and stepped away, blushing everywhere.

“Wha-What are you ta-talking about!” Stammered the man who almost looked like a tomato by now. “I-I never had any scars! And why are you kissing me?!”

“...okay something is wrong,” Techno spat, almost growling it out, a deep frown on his face. “I guess with lots of really good healing potions you could somehow change your looks that much, but forgetting that we’re boyfriends? Really?”

“Boyfriends?!” Screeched Dream in a high pitched voice, hiding his face behind his hands. “What is going on here?!” Then he pulled his hands away, looking determined at the pinket. “And why do you have scars?! And you have a beard! You never had one!”

“I always have a beard! It makes me look more badass!”

“It makes you look like some viking who’s gonna slander thousand of people and invade cities!”

“….well.”

“Techno!”

“You just kinda described what used to be my hobby!”

“No!” Dream screamed, pulling at his cardigan, “You’re a nice potato farmer! And we’re all friends and only need armor when monsters are around! What is going on?!”

“I’d like to know that as well…” Mumbled Techno under his breath, watching as the man in front of him tried to calm down. “We should go talk to Philza, maybe he know something.” Dream sniffed and nodded at the proposal, walking up to Techno and following him.

With the help of Carl it didn’t take long ton return to Techno’s hut, meanwhile Dream kept looking around in confusion. It was like he had never seen the server like it had been then. When they arrived they both got off the horse, Techno immediately calling for Philza.

The man came running out of his hut, weapon raised but calmed down when he noticed it wasn’t an attack. “Mate, you scared me,” Philza said with a deep sigh, letting his weapons disappear in his inventory.

Dream tilted his head and furrowed his brows, Philza doing the same once he noticed the difference in the man. “Philza..?” The blond glanced to Techno before he nodded in confirmation. “But… where are your wings?”

Both Techno and Philza froze at the question. “Dream!” Techno scolded, turning to the man. “It’s not nice saying this!”

“No, mate, it’s fine,” Philza interrupted, walking closer to Dream, “Dream, what do you all remember?”

“Well,” Dream swallowed heavily, glancing between the two men. “Yesterday was a normal day, I was building some extras to my house with George and Sapnap. You, Techno and Wilbur were working on some new farm, to help us all enchant out stuff faster and better.“ Techno’s frown only deepened as he listened to the man. “Later both Tommy and Tubbo came to visit me, we wanted to explore some new cave, but it was already so late, that I sent them back home. We wanted to go there today but… for some reason I woke up in that garden…”

“Tommy…?” Philza echoed silently, frowning just as much as Techno. He walked around Dream, making the man nervous. “You and Tommy are friends?” Dream nodded at that, glancing over his shoulder at Philza. “And what about you and Quackity? Awesamdude?”

At those names Techno wanted to take Dream in his arms, usually the man reacted heavily to them, in a negative way. Either freezing up and getting overwhelmed by bad memories or getting into fight or flight instincts. Which meant he either pulled a weapon or ran to hide somewhere dark and narrow, like Techno’s closet.

But now Dream didn’t seem to react at all, he just looked even more confused than usual. “They’re my friends, obviously! When we all arrived at the server we just became friends and all live close to each other, what is it with you two?”

Philza took a deep breath and looked up to the sky. “I’ll go ask her, you try and fill him in on what is going on here on our version of the server.” Techno nodded and watched Philza run off into his house to get in contact with his wife.

Meanwhile he turned to Dream and sighed. “Okay listen, I’ll roughly tell you everything you need to know about our server here, alright?” Dream nodded and so they talked. After a while, and Dream looking a bit green around the nose, they got inside where he gave the blond some water. They kept talking and Techno noticed some mannerism that his Dream also had.

Like fidgeting with his hands, clicking his tongue when he didn’t know what to say or asking for some eyes to chew on. All of this was just like his Dream and he felt that it was one Dream, a Dream who belonged to Technoblade, he just wasn’t the right Technoblade.

“You mean… Your Dream is… covered in scars and just really traumatised..?” Techno nodded and a light blush came over Dream’s face, green eyes looking down at his hands. “And you and him are… you know…?”

“Ehm,” Techno cleared his throat, a soft blush now also on his face. “Together, in a romantic way, yeah.”

“That’s really sweet,” mumbled Dream, a gentle smile on his lips. He made eye contact with Technoblade. “I always had a crush on you, or, well, the version of you I know… Hearing that you and me are together here is kinda reassuring.”

Techno snorted and went to say something else but Philza rushed in, looking at the two a bit weird. He shook his head and went to explain. “This Dream is not our Dream.”

“Wow, who would have thought,” Techno said ironically, only shrugging when Philza weakly glared at him. “I was told that you’re from another version of our server, one where everything was reset and you all live in peace.”

“So the complete opposite to us,” Techno snorted out, shaking his head a bit as he leaned back. “How do we get him back?”

“He should be back within the day. And it’s possible that our Dream is where you should be right now,” Philza looked at Dream who nodded lightly, looking down at his glass and pick out another ice cube to chew on.

“Wait,” Techno suddenly froze before looking at Philza with wide eyes. “You mean my violent boyfriend who is ready to kill a lot of people in sight is there right now? With Quackity and Awesamdude who are usually friends with him?”

Philza opened his mouth but didn’t get a word out, his mouth just forming an ‘o’ shape.

“He’s gonna kill them!” Dream called out, worry obvious in his voice. “Quackity and Awesamdude are good friends of mine, they’re in danger!”

Techno huffed out, it was the truth, Dream could kill all of them, but there was a bit of hope. “Maybe he’s gonna react in another way, running away and hiding is pretty likely for him, especially when something is overwhelming. And maybe he didn’t have his weapons with him either, when he was asleep then they probably had put them down.”

Techno didn’t really care if Dream would kill anyone on that other version of their server. What he cared about was Dream himself, the man was all alone on a server full with people he hated. Imagining Dream all alone and scared without Technoblade, probably confused as he couldn’t really ask someone for help there.

“Maybe my Technoblade found him,” Dream spoke up, looking at Techno. “Maybe he is with him right now and they figure it out as well, it’s a possibility, right?”

“Right…” Philza mumbled, fingers at his chin. “Right now we can’t do anything, we’ll find out once you guys are back to where you belong. Until then we can only wait and hope for the best outcome.”

The other two nodded and Dream glanced at Techno, Philza left them alone, not really wanting to spent time with some random Dream. “And you really love Dream? Saved him from the prison and all?”

Techno chuckled lightly, it was funny talking to a version of Dream who was so obviously in love with another him but not in a relationship with him, yet. “I do,” admitted the half piglin, “we fit together quiet well, hate the same people and all. I’d break him out of this hellhole over and over again, even when it would kill me.”

Dream smiled at him before squirming around, getting closer to Techno. The smile vanished and was replaced with a saddened look, one he hated on Dream’s face, unimportant which Dream. “...Why did he turn out like that? Like the villain of the server?”

“It wasn’t his fault,” Techno immediately defended his partner, wrapping an arm around Dream. It felt familiar and yet like he was holding a stranger close. “There were lots of bad people on the server who turned him into who he was. It was inevitable for him to get this back and he did it cause he thought it was the right thing to do.”

A hum came from next to him and Dream snuggled closer, closing his eyes. “I hope everything will return to normal soon, I miss my own Technoblade.” Techno chuckled in understanding, leaning his head on Dream’s. He really hoped that Dream was okay and not in any danger.

Throughout the day Techno and Dream never separated, they fed the dogs together and Dream met Steve. Later Techno taught him how to make potions and gave him some training in combat. He never thought he’d say this but this version of Dream was shitty, barely able to hold up an axe and impossible to shoot an arrow.

The serve he must have come from really had to be peaceful if Dream didn’t know how to handle weapons. He also seemed to love all animals and told Techno about his own server, how he had a farm filled with animals, including a white horse called Spirit. Techno didn’t have it in him to explain that Spirit existed here at some point, too. It would just hurt the poor man and he didn’t want to ruin him with any pain.

It got later and soon the sun and moon were out, shining in the dark sky. They didn’t know when the exchange would, hopefully, happen, so they decided to go to sleep instead. Dream didn’t want to return to the house, too scared that something could happen while he was alone, so he slept over.

Out of habit Techno allowed Dream to sleep in his bed with him, even though it was a bit awkward. At least for the half piglin, Dream soon started talking, sitting next to the laying Techno. “You know,” he started, blushing again, “I am still Dream.”

“Yeah, you are.”

“And you and him are in a happy relationship, right?”

“Yeah…?”

“And I don’t know if my Technoblade is ever gonna… return my feelings, so…” He glanced over at Techno again, blush even deeper than before. Slowly he leaned down, laying atop of the pinket. Techno’s hands automatically found his waist, squeezing lightly.

“You think so?” he mumbled to the blond, who closed his eyes and leaned in for a kiss. Before their lips could meet, Techno pressed his hand against Dream’s soft lips, smiling at him. “Maybe it’s time for you to find out.”

Dream pulled away with big eyes, mouth slightly opened. “Kissing me won’t feel right, the only Dream I ever wanna kiss is my Dream, you understand?” The blond looked down at those words, nodding lightly.

He eventually pulled back, snuggling against Techno anyway, cuddles were fine. “What when my version of you doesn’t love me?” Dream whispered, as if he was scared to hear the man’s opinion on it.

Technoblade could just snort at it, thinking it was ridiculous. “I don’t think that in all the version of me, that there’s even a single one who couldn’t love Dream.” He smiled down at the man who looked at him in awe, before a bright smile grew on his face.

“Thanks, Techno,” he said, closing his eyes, “and goodbye,” no more words were spoke that night. Technoblade fell into a peaceful sleep, holding Dream close as encouragement for his future.

The next day he got woken up by someone body slamming him, both falling on the ground. Out of pure reaction he got his sword, ready to fight, only to see Dream on top of him. And not any Dream, not, it was his Dream. “Dre-”

“Did you kiss him?!” The blond shouted, straddling the man under him, hands on his chest and face in a furrow. Dream would never admit it, but Techno could swore he saw tears in his eyes.

“What…?” Techno just mumbled out, confused.

Dream rolled his eyes, leaning down closer to his partner, baring his teeth. “Did you kiss him?!”

“Who?!”

“The other Dream!” Accused the blond, as if it was obvious. “The soft, perfect version of me! The one who isn’t completely fucked up and scarless! With no flaws and just a perfect person, someone everyone would love!” Did you-” Dream got cut off when arms wrapped around him and pulled him close, right against Technoblade’s lips.

The blond melted into the kiss as a tear eventually did escape, running down his cheek and over their lips. Techno licked it away, a hand coming up to stroke Dream’s cheek, the man leaned in. “I didn’t,” whispered Techno, rubbing his nose against Dream’s. “I could never.”

“But… he’s so perfect..” protested Dream silently, looking into red eyes.

“No for me,” assured the piglin, kissing the corner of Dream’s lips. “The only one who fits perfectly by my side is you. That loser couldn’t even hold a weapon properly and he didn’t have scars that told everyone how strong he was.” Dream giggled at that, hands wandering over his body and snuggled his face into the crook of Techno’s neck. “I missed you,” admitted the pinket.

“I missed you, too,” answered Dream, inhaling Techno’s scent deeply. “It was so scary… All those people I despise were so… nice. When they approached me I ran away and right into that version of you.” He pulled away to look down at his lover. “That Technoblade has shorter hair than you and wore an overall.”

Techno chuckled at that. “Did I look sexy in them?”

“Ew, no,” Dream wrinkled his nose, a smile now on his lips. “You looked like some anime character, not even a beard or anything.” At those words both laughed loudly, Techno pulling Dream back into a kiss, this one deeper, lustful.

He was happy to have his Dream back and hoped for the other version of him, that he’d find the courage to talk to his Technoblade. Because he hadn’t lied, there was no Technoblade who couldn’t fall in love with their version of Dream.

[sunnikos]

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Pronouns: sae/ser/serself/they/them

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Have you ever typed one part of a ship like (person a x) to find its tag kn ao3, then think of another fandom and type that fandoms mc and get a crack crossover ship? Because I just did and now i’m i agining Kinoko x Marinette

not purposely I think but sometimes I have seen a crossover ship pop up when typing the names

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Shemage

shemage by TheMarigoldLady

Pale rays of sunlight from the rising star spilled across my bedsheets as I readied myself for what could make or break my entire life.

After I got ready (which included stopping myself from crying out of stress, getting myself dressed while my mind was neck-deep in anxiety and worry, and chanting affirmations to keep my head in order), I left a short note for my parents and stuck it to the freezer. The first steps outside was...exhilarating. I had been waiting for this my entire life. Preparing, training rigorously for it. And if I mess this up, well, someone's certainly going to lose their entire sense of identity.

The ride to U.A was silent, this time, I chose to take the bus instead of sharing a bike with my friend. And when my weather-worn and repeatedly mended shoes pressed against the terracotta-coloured brick pavement, my breath seemed to be carried away by the cool, morning breeze.

But I steeled my nerves.

It was about time this world learned just how determined one girl can be to earn glory.

or

When a girl is reincarnated in the body of Komori Kinoko, she does the most rational thing she can think of, aim to be Japan's first female No. 1 Hero.

Words: 2126, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Komori Kinoko, Shinsou Hitoshi, Kaibara Sen, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Additional Tags: Reincarnation, BAMFs, POV Female Character, POV First Person, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46334386

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My Valentine ft my ships

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/gvuE1PB

by StoryZodiac17

Just some Valentines day Fluff 💕🌹🍫

Words: 997, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, Gen, M/M, Other

Characters: Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Class 1-B (My Hero Academia), Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Kan Sekijirou | Vlad King, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Fukukado Emi | Ms. Joke

Relationships: Kamakiri Togaru/Shouji Mezou, Komori Kinoko/Yanagi Reiko, Ashido Mina/Hagakure Tooru, Kaibara Sen/Ojiro Mashirao, Aoyama Yuuga/Tokoyami Fumikage, Bakugou Katsuki/Sero Hanta, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Fukukado Emi | Ms. Joke/Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Inui Ryou | Hound Dog/Kan Sekijirou | Vlad King, Monoma Neito/Shinsou Hitoshi, Hadou Nejire/Haya Yuuyu, Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio, Kodai Yui/Nakagame Tatami, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Kouda Kouji/Satou Rikidou, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added, Iida Tenya/Todoroki Shouto, Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Valentine's Day Fluff, Fluff and Crack, Humor, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is So Done, Todoroki Shouto is a Dork, Kouda Kouji is a Ray of Sunshine, Ashido Mina is a Little Shit, Wingman Ashido Mina

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/gvuE1PB

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the night will hold us close (and the stars will guide us home)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/0XeJMw3 by TumblingTroublesomeTumbleweeds Shinso Hitoshi is pulled in on a case involving several of his old classmates. This would be fine. If one of them didn’t happen to be his ex-boyfriend. Hitoshi never really got an answer as to why Iida Tenya broke up with him almost two years after they graduated. It’s not like anyone even knew about them. He had accepted it as a fact of life and had moved on (or at least tried to) with the same ruthless efficiency and compartmentalization he learned from Aizawa. But life is never really that straightforward, is it? Words: 1831, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Iida Tenya, Shinsou Hitoshi, Monoma Neito, Touteki Itejirou, Kuroiro Shihai, Kaminari Denki, Todoroki Shouto, Original Male Character(s), Tamakawa Sansa, Midoriya Izuku, Uraraka Ochako, Asui Tsuyu Relationships: Iida Tenya/Shinsou Hitoshi, Monoma Neito & Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinsou Hitoshi & Touteki Itejirou, Kuroiro Shihai & Shinsou Hitoshi, Kuroiro Shihai & Monoma Neito & Shinsou Hitoshi & Touteki Itejirou, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Komori Kinoko/Kuroiro Shihai, Ashido Mina/Sero Hanta, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Characters Are Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), Pro Hero Shinsou Hitoshi, Pro Hero Iida Tenya, Post-Break Up, Slow Burn, Some Plot, Shinsou Hitoshi-centric, BAMF Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinsou Hitoshi is Bad at Feelings, Protective Iida Tenya, Iida Tenya is So Done, Monoma Neito is a Good Friend, Monoma Neito is a Little Shit, All of Shinsou’s friends are little shits, Pro Hero Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku is a Good Friend, minor character appreciation, Rarepair, Getting Back Together, Idiots in Love, canonical violence, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Eventual Fluff read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/0XeJMw3

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Theres Always Despair Somewhere In The World (Class 1b)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/siloYyG

by WIHachilles

Class 1b gets stuck in a killing game! That sucks but you know major death on the way. Also did you know this is being live streamed to the entire world?

Words: 1680, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of There Always Despair Somewhere In the World

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), Dangan Ronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Characters: Class 1-B (My Hero Academia), Kan Sekijirou | Vlad King, Monokuma (Dangan Ronpa), Awase Yousetsu, sen kaibara, Kamakiri Togaru, Kuroiro Shihai, Kendou Itsuka, Kodai Yui, Komori Kinoko, Shiozaki Ibara, Shishida Juurouta, Shouda Nirengeki, Tsunotori Pony, Tsuburaba Kousei, Tokage Setsuna, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Fukidashi Manga, Honenuki Juuzou, Bondo Kojirou, Monoma Neito, Yanagi Reiko, Rin Hiryuu

Additional Tags: Killing Game (Dangan Ronpa), Killing Game Executions (Dangan Ronpa), Killing Game is a TV Show (Dangan Ronpa), None Izuku Story, Monoma Neito-centric, Class 1b-centric

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/siloYyG