#Izuku has chronic pain

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

would you be interested in doing japanese myth quirk au living ghost? midoriya with his soul exiting his body because of strong emotions on the regular...how would he figure this out? because the ghost of himself curses bakugo? or because he loves all might so damn much his spirit astral projects cross country to watch him fight up close?

I have seen a fic about this before.... but my take:

Toshinori heard Izuku pick up the board before the boy started writing. Toshinori turned to see the floating board with a sad smile. "Bad day?"

YES was written on the board. HURTS REALLY BAD

"Do you need your pills?" Toshinori asked.

YES

"Alright," Toshinori nodded.

He hadn't expected to end up a foster dad for a kid who knew his identity. Nor did he admittedly expect to be a foster dad at all. But Izuku was like a burr in his own way. He latched onto people and didn't let go.

Not that Toshinori minded. Having an invisible boy follow him around for weeks and then having the boy ask for help had been shocking.

More so when he learned why the boy needed help.

Midoriya Izuku had been ten when he ended up in a coma. No one knew why he was in said coma, but his mother was heartbroken. She was comforted by her best friends.

Who were the reason Izuku was in his coma. Their obsession with Midoriya Inko led to the two adults jumping the young boy and beating him enough to put him in a coma to 'remove his influence from their Inko.'

At the same time, Izuku came into his Quirk, the ability to project himself out of his body. He thought he'd become a ghost for a long time until he saw his body during a visit Toshinori was making to the long-term care ward for children.

The boy told Toshinori what was happening after some experiments in trying to communicate, and the Bakugou adults were arrested. Careful coaching helped Izuku 'reposess' his body. Midoriya Inko gave up custody after a mental breakdown, and now Toshinori had custody.

That was a year ago, and it was still new.

But as Toshinori got out the pain pills, he found he quite enjoyed his new life then the one he had before.

[flying-cat]

every time i see someone equate being quirkless to being disabled i lose 70 braincells

[truly-morgan]

[Deku with chronic pain]

Izuku Midoriya | Boku No Hero Academia 04-07-2022

I swear TikTok makes me wanna write and have Headcanon again (guess this is what I get for starting to read manga again now that I have time). But here's my latest:

Deku develops chronic pain in his arms and hands from breaking them so much.

And because pains flare up randomly or when he uses his hand too much he ends up having difficulty writing for long periods of time. Which he hates because now he cannot really take notes the way he did before, even less keep up with his quirk analysis notebook.

This really bothers him because this is one of his passion and outlet, he hates not being able to write for long periods of time and sometimes even not being able to start.

I think his friend would take notice of it at some point and try to help him find an alternative so he can still keep these analyses without forcing himself and making his pain worst.

Uraraka and Iida help him start compiling everything digitally and finding the best doc formatting for his notes. They even all manage to organise Quirks by type easily like this, rendering searching easier Todoroki buys him a small voice recorder for when he whats to keep information on the go. Not as organised as writing down, but still better to keep information rather than try to remember everything when he gets back to his room.

I'm a sucker for Midoriya and Bakugo slowly being friends again, I imagine Bakugo being one of the first to notice and being the first to help in his own way. He simply sits down at Deku's desk and writes down in the notebook what Midoriya dictates to him. He'll usually keep quiet so as to not break Deku's rapid train of thoughts, pretty good at keeping up with all he tells him, sometimes stopping him just so he can catch up

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[theobservatory]

｡⁠☆ Who Is This Diva✦

｡⁠☆Content: Izuku Midoriya BF headcanons

｡⁠☆Cw: a few uses of she/her, one singular pregnancy mention, no use of y/n, light cursing

✦ Always writing in that damn notebook, there is nothing you can say or do that won't end up there

✦ If you're creeped out by it, he will commit what you said to memory and write it down later

✦ The best gift giver. He notices everything about you. From your face to your body to your brain. All of his gifts are thoughtful

✦ Didn't know how to do his own hair until Mina showed him, however if you know how to do it he'll play dumb

"My hair... ? Y-Yeah, Mina normally helps me with it, b-but I seen you take care of your own so... Do you mind helping me instead ? Not that Mina isn't great, b-but she isn't you... Sorry, is that a weird thing to say ?"

✦ Sometimes YOU are the third wheel when Katsuki's around. Good luck with that.

✦ Nervous forever. Constantly apologizing. Trips over everything when you're around. His face is always bright red. Nervous talker for sure. Heaven forbid you compliment him, he might pass out on the spot

✦ He stays on Uraraka's phone. He needs advice before he does anything, especially if you're a girl. He used to take advice from Kaminari, and then he learned his lesson (⁠ ⁠���⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

"I-It's not sexist to assume she likes flowers just cause she's a girl right ?.... What ?! Of course I know that not all girls like flowers !! .... N-No way I can't just ask her. What if she thinks I'm weird" (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

✦ Doodles you everywhere. Aizawa is fed up with the scribbled pictures of you in all the corners of his homework. He's debating whether or not he should take point off his papers just to get him to stop. Mic and All Might think it's cute

✦ All this to say he is the sweetest ever. He makes sure to know every single thing about you, it borders on obsession. He follows you around like a lost puppy. His receiving love language is physical touch/quality time, and his giving love language is gift giving and acts of service

✦ Izuku is selfless to a fault, but when it comes to you he can't help but be selfish. No matter how much he gives to you, he feels justified because your love, affection, time, and attention, is the ultimate prize.

☆ PROHERO ☆

✦ Interviewers are tired of hearing about you. Any questions lead right back to what you're doing, something you've said, what you think, what you look like. It doesn't matter as long as it's about you

✦ Puts your needs first which can be really nice, but definitely neglects himself in the process. Like this man has chronic pain in his hands, but will stay up until ungodly hours giving himself carpal tunnel making something that you didn't even ask for just bc he knew you'd like it

✦ If you're not a prohero (hell, even if you are), Izuku is overprotective. His worst fear is you being taken from him in any sense of the word. Losing you isn't something he would ever get over

✦ Rarely ever yells, but when he does he sounds just like Katsuki. It's annoying how much like Katsuki he sounds. Otherwise though, he prefers to concede to whatever you want, the only time serious arguments occur is if it's about something like your safety

"Shouto, I'm gonna throw myself off a cliff... No she's not hurt she's perfectly fine don't even joke about that !!! .... The problem ? Shou she's so mad at me.... Don't look at me like that, I'm serious !"

✦ A sass monster. Rarely ever to your face, most of the time it's just a mutter under his breath that you barely catch but you just know he said something smart.

✦ If your first language isn't Japanese then trust and believe he's learning whatever your native tongue is. He has the cutest accent too. If he's feeling bold he'll use your lessons as an excuse to flirt with you, and after that there's a high chance you won't get anything done

✦ NOT a morning person. Clings to you and the bed like his life depends on it. Moaning and groaning in your ears about how mean you are to him, how could you make him get up for early morning patrol ? Death for 10 thousand years have been cursed upon him.

"Hmm ? I don' care 'bour the alarm. Turn it off... Where you goin' ? Noooo don' go shh i's okay, mhmm it snoozes itself. Jus' lay back down, yeah 'xactly baby.... Hmm ? Late ? Patrol ? OHMYGOD PATROL !!"

✦ Pet name extraordinaire. It takes a while until he finds his favorite, so he spends his time cycling through all types of sweet names. Anything from baby to darling to pookiebear to beautiful. He probably doesn't stray too far into weird names, but he dips his toes in if it feels right.

✦ Won't admit it, but he loves it when you flaunt him to your friends. Makes him feel like a big strong man, especially when you feel up his arms. His face flushes bright red and he tries to wave it off but he stutters so much that his sentence is barely distinguishable, but of course that only makes you want to do it more

✦ When you get married it's honestly been inevitable, especially if you met while in highschool. If it was only up to Izuku you would've been married within the month, but lucky for you he has self restraint. If you both want kids they truly won't be far behind marriage, and if you thought he was obsessive before just imagine if you get pregnant.

First post,, how exciting !! Not sure if I'm sticking with this format, but I think I like it. My blog is almost completely set up and I have a few reblogs so... My askbox is open if you so please (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

Who f/w black Izuku like I do ?? 🗣️🗣️

｡⁠☆Requests open

[zukoupy]

big believer that some members of class 1-A struggle with some form of chronic pain (thinking particularly about bakugou and midoriya here). it's pretty much a canon fact that bakugou does after the war, what with the physical therapy he partakes in etc. but what about midoriya? for a guy who's broken the same bones over and over, more times than i like to imagine, a guy who has pushed his body to its limits time and time again, i don't think it comes entirely without repercussions. big fan of the thought of izuku wearing some kind of compression sleeve on his arm[s] to help with the pain. i think i remember that he did for a time, but i think of it more as a continuously needed aid.

maybe im just projecting because it's 5am and my own chronic pain is keeping me up right now, but it's nice to be able to see yourself in the characters you love (even if it's only implied) :]

[writersmorgue]

What their apartments look like

Bakugo Katsuki

-Minimalist but doesn’t feel like a hospital

-Never leaves things on the floor (tripping hazards are dangerous post 3AM patrol)

-Stupid comfortable bed (chronic back pain)

-He’s secretly a great plant dad- has them on automatic watering when he’s out on long missions. Makes him feel like he has something to come home to 🥺

-surprisingly basic kitchen because “if you have to rely on some fancy ass cheat tools to cook you’re not a real fuckin’ cook”

Midoriya Izuku

His place is always in some form of chaos

-All might (and other hero) memorabilia EVERYWHERE

-the whole place is embedded with the scent of coffee, though he’s immune to it himself

-Rarely has time to clean but when he does he gets REALLY into it, usually putting on hero news or podcasts while he works

Todoroki Shouto

-ft. Soba (the real owner of the house)

-pretty minimalist and traditional, the only decorations he has are for his cat or gifts from friends

-rarely cooks for himself and uses his kitchen exclusively to make tea (he has three of each utensil but approximately 27 mugs)

-he likes to leave the windows open and sometimes forgets to shut them in the winter so it’s often freezing

[b2geeta]

Perfidious Hero

Izuku Midoriya x Quirkless Fem Reader Warning⚠: Abusive behavior, noncon, gas lighting, slight violence, dark Izuku Midoriya, female anatomy reader, yandere Izuku Midoriya, kidnapped reader, Pro Hero Deku

Description: Izuku Midoriya has trouble controlling his quirk and strength when he is angry. You running away was the last thing he needed to deal with today...you will learn that the hard way.

You didn't bother wearing shoes. The dirt and concrete didn't matter in this situation, matter of fact, you were happy to actually feel the earth beneath you once again. Even if it was slightly painful to feel sharp pebbles stab the soles of your feet, the adrenaline made you appreciate the pain. The adrenaline also kept you running while you your lungs pleaded for a break. A couple people looked at you bewildered, but you don't have the chance to care because he could be returning back to the apartment any moment, or he could be patrolling the area, either way, you were not gonna take the chance of being caught.

When was the last time that you were outside? Maybe about 3 weeks ago. You don't even know what street you are on, but you have the layout memorized in your mind from the countless times you watched people walk to and from it. The corner you were approaching was the end of your mental map, what lies beyond that? Hopefully a damn pro hero or police officer. All you know is that as soon as you get the chance to, you're going to do everything in your power to put Pro Hero Izuku Midoriya under the fucking jail. The thought of that monster locked up, his public image ruined makes you feel a sense of relief, even safety. Everyone should know how deranged their favorite "Underdog Hero" is. He acts like hardworking, youthful hero that could do no evil, but really he is a chronically online man who spends his free time lurking on news articles and writing blogs about heroes and villains. The worst part is that you aren't even a hero OR villain. You're just a random civilian who happened to witness him tweak out in an alley way on your way to work. You never made it to work that day.

The corner turn you hit was sharp. Your shoulder even hit the brick exterior of the building as you moved. But before you could even muster a yelp of pain or even a curse, you stilled in your tracks. That green suit was an obstacle you prayed you wouldn't encounter. His back was facing you, engaged with some lower ranking hero who possibly was on patrol. You did not care to think about whatever Midoriya was doing, you just swiftly turned back around the way you came, and crossed the street. Maybe if you go into a store or an alley way and wait for him to pass by you can make a break for it...right? Everything would be okay, right? Then why is your legs shaking, and why does your throat sting?

"I'm scared," is all you can mumble as you try for the nearest exit. "Oh god, I'm scared."

There's no stores, but there is a small alley way you can hide in. There's a dumpster with a couple bags of trash piled around it. Perfect. You feel ashamed that you are willing to hide between bags of trash, but pride means nothing to you right now. You just squeeze your eyes close and try to still your breathing. The people passing by fills you with a sense of hope.

If he does somehow find me, I can just scream for help. That calms you slightly, but only for a second.

"This is how I end my fucking day at work," your body freezes. Your gaze sees the green hero suit, this time it is in the alley way facing you. "I'm walking home tired from saving people all day, only for someone to tell me that they think there's someone hurt in the alleyway...and it's you." Midoriya's voice quietly fills with rage the more he stands there looking at you hiding in trash.

"I-." you just open your mouth to scream. The idea of you alerting people nearby died when a gloved hand crosses your cheek. The pain from it makes you yelp. But he doesn't even give you time to make another sound because he cracks another slap across your face, and another, and another. All you can do is cry in pain. Can anyone see him hitting you? Does anyone care to ask what's going on? Pushing through the pain, you fix to scream again, and pained sound muffled behind the Hero Deku's hand. No amount of hitting and biting makes him pull his hand away. If you had a quirk, you would've used it on him.

The moments after happened fast. He pulls you out of the trash, hand still on your mouth, and picks you up. You struggle, which makes him squeeze your face with the hand that's covering your mouth. You know that once you leave this alleyway, the chances of you ever being free again is gone, so you fight with everything you can muster, but there isn't much you can do against a prime hero. All it does is make him lean into you ear and whisper threats.

"When we get back home, you're gonna wish you weren't fucking quirkless." This doesn't hurt your feelings, but it does scare you enough for you to stop your struggles for a second. And a second is all he needs to use One For All to jump up the walls and onto buildings back to his apartment balcony. He sees the open glass door and the tied together sheets.

"So you ruined my All Might sheets too," his lips presses together, "Now you're really going to get it." He walks into his front room, and exhales. You weren't exactly clean when you tore his sheets apart to make a rope. The anger evident on his face made you shrink into yourself. Midoriya brings you to his All Might decorated bathroom and drops you into the shower. "You smell like garbage." He turns the water on for the shower, watching your clothes get drenched. You grit your teeth at the cold water, humiliated.

"Stop it." Your voice was barely above a whisper.

"Take your clothes off." His voice is flat.

"Please just stop this-," The heroes gloved hand yanks at your clothes, taking what little freedom and safety that you had left. His hero suit starts to soak with water and he shreds your clothes off your crying form. He only stops when he sees that you have nothing left covering you. He grabs a bottle of soap and pours it onto your body, the suds quickly disappearing under the water.

"Hiding in trash like that, ripping my All Might sheets and dirtying my living room; you must've really wanted to make me mad." The shower shuts off, and he grabs your arm, yanking you to his bedroom, you know what that means. Izuku Midoriya had a weird hobby. He liked to fanboy over heroes and villains even though he is a Pro Hero himself. His hobby did not only stop there, you discovered soon after he first kidnapped you that he got off to making you dress up, or even cosplay as his fellow colleagues that had hero costumes he found attractive. Sometimes he made you dress as his favorite anime or video game character. Either way, watching him jerk off to you dressed in outfits you would never dare to wear yourself disturbed you.

You're confused. He isn't digging through his closet looking for clothes to make you wear, and he isn't sitting on the edge of his bed janking his dick while dropping random knowledge of the person you're cosplaying as. He is on top of you, hands gripping your bare chest with an intense look in his eyes.

"You should've stayed home while I was working. I would've just made you dress as Mysteria and called it a day. But you had to make me mad, you had to ruin my belongings. Look, there aren't even sheets on my fucking bed." Midoriya starts to ramble more to himself than you. "I really wasn't going to do this to you until you came around more, but you're just so stubborn. I felt bad for what I did, but now I see that you deserve to be treated this way. Maybe I did justice by taking you off the streets." You don't what to think, you just push at his body, his muscles twitch underneath your fingers. Whimpers and cries and pleas do nothing to stop his hand from pinching your nipples. It wasn't unusual for him to grope you when he masturbated, but his hard dick pressing against your stomach was a line he never crossed before.

"I've been wanting to see what it felt like to be inside a girl," he mutters as he stops his groping to undress out of his uniform. "You really did happen to show up at the right time." His hands now bare, were making their way to your naked cunt. His middle finger slides between your slit. There was barely any wetness at all, and if you were honest, you did feel slightly aroused whenever he dressed you up and jerked off to you, but this is something completely different.

"Please, I'll buy you new sheets, I'll do whatever you want just please don't do this." You were ignored.

"Not even wet, you're lucky I'm being so considerate, because I really just want to put it in now and make you regret what you did." Lube pours all over your lower half. The cold from it makes your body flinch, but the impact of his finger shoving its way inside you cause you to cry out in discomfort. "It's warm." The face Midoriya makes causes your stomach to churn, he looks utterly focused on fingering you as if this is a new hero he discovered. You can tell he is starting to fixate on your vagina, and this scares you. Another finger is added, you grunt. His inexperienced hand pushes in and out of you, the lube dripping down your ass and onto the bed. He pulls his fingers out and starts lubing up his dick. You take this as a chance to try and and run, but unfortunately, he is always faster. One hand on your throat, and another holding his cock, the tip pushes into you. It stings. Doing anything you can to make him stop, you scream and kick. That doesn't matter to Midoriya, he just pushes his fat cock into your pussy and starts thrusting without a care in a world. He gives low grunts and huffs.

"Fuck, ngh, I should've done this way sooner." He tightens his grip around your throat as he fuck your pussy. The stretch of his dick makes you cry, but it's bearable because of the lube. You don't want to admit it, but it feels slightly good. Each thrust jolts your body, your hips now being grabbed by both hands. He doesn't care that you can't keep up with his pace. He just speeds up, slamming into your body with hella force. The sound of skin slapping makes you feel humiliated. "Yeah, mh, just lay there and take my cock," he doesn't allow you to have any pride, he fucks that too. Your entire body flushes, you feel warm. If anyone were to find out what he has been doing to you, you would never be able to live normally. He knows this.

"If I get you pregnant, I can just tell everyone we are planning for a family, nh, fuck- I'll even marry you."

"W-what?! Oh god, no, please, no, why are you doing this to me?!" You're kicking, screaming and crying. You pull his hair, his head yanking downwards towards your chest. This does nothing to stop him from filling you up. Cum oozes out your pussy as he pulls out. Your grip on his hair drops as you lay there, stunned. The back of your throat dry, and your face is stained with tears and sweat.

[sapphic-agent]

Saw your thing about mha rewrites, thought i'd throw my hat in the ring. I've had a fic in mind for a while now that involved keeping midoriya quirkless, but instead of him just waiting for a quirk to happen, he'd actually been taking martial arts classes and such in preperation ( something that i find baffling that it didnt happen in canon) where the main issue for Izuku is pushing himself to far to prove a point. but in this, he distances from bakugou, the martial arts training giving him a better sense of self-esteem or atleast a better sense of where his energy is best spent. I plan to try to focus more on the ORIGINAL trio, uraraka, Izuku, and Iida....and i wanna give uraraka OFA bc i think playing around with what improved gravity manipulation could do. i think she'd get it after the torunament arc. Given how smart Midoriya was shown to be early on, I figure he'd make a lot of use of gadgets. infrared goggles, bo staff, head gear for better threat detection, and other possible improvements that he figures out throughout the year. All Might in this basically supports Midoriya's dream by providing the funding for the needed suit and gear. and instead of HIM having the iron man suit with everyones quriks somehow....lets give that to Midoriya, to represent his entier class pushing him forward as a symbol of hope for anyone who thinks they cant be a hero just bc their quirk sucks, or bc they dont have one. Nedzu is the traitor instead of aoyama, bc hes playing a game of 5d chess with AFO and knows once allmight loses his power, everythings going to go to shit, so he engineers events to happen at school with the lov to force the students to where they will have to be to survive the dark times to come. ie, doing a horrible thing, but he believes he has a solid reason for doing so. Bakugou loses to uraraka in the tournament. seeing midoriya so sucsessful without a quirk has made him impatient and desperate to prove himself so he goes at uraraka full boar. now, im not going to make this an insta win, that just dosent feel right, BUT this loss will be the second in a series of losses for bakugou to start going ' what am I doing wrong?' one of the other losses being that Midoriya completes the test with him and bakugou fighting allmight, but with Bakugou unconcious bc like in canon, dude flew off the handle and tried to solo the worlds strongest hero, while Midoriya was more tacticle in his approach. subsequently....bakugou dosent get kidnapped by the Lov, Midoriya does bc they think ' hey this kid is quirkless we can get him to turn' and its bakugou that fails to save Midoriya bc the students that failed their exam were all asleep during the time of the attack of the training camp. he wakes up and comes up short of saving the day, bc he blew his chance of victory. but heres the problem. i have the first couple chapters hammered out...but this is all a lot, and theres so much more that i know is either going to need to be covered. like the hero comercialization, the hero system relying solely on allmight to keep things in check, the lack of proper aid to those with quirks that would require some extra guidance etc. I have the idea....but the idea of writting all of it feels daunting to say the least XD if youd like i could also ramble more on other points i have in mind for this fic idea

Ngl, this sounds really good. OFA!Uraraka isn't something I see often, it's nice to see her get some love. Izuku working hard to become a hero on his own merit is always nice to see, and we love supportive All Might. I'm a firm believer that if Izuku had asked at any other time All Might would have given him a different answer. Izuku just happened to catch him when he was in a place of self-loathing and immeasurable chronic pain.

No, it doesn't excuse his actions. But it's realistic. He also tried to suggest that Izuku seek out a similar dream, like becoming a cop so it wasn't like he said what he did out of malice.

Also, don't be afraid to completely rewrite Horikoshi's terrible canon system! It's filled with a ton of contradictions and inconsistencies anyway so if you need to change it all to make sense, 100% go for it

[mirllop]

Pages Full of Maybe (BakuDeku) - drawing!katsuki

basically katsuki is a chronic doodler/artist as a way to deal with his emotions. legit let my imagination run wild w this one soooo

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Katsuki has anger issues. He knows he does. He just feels this overwhelming rage well up inside of him and has no idea how to handle it other than shouting and screaming. His therapist (that Aizawa forced him to start going to, much to his chagrin) said some bullshit about his anger controlling him and about how it should be the other way around. Whatever. Some stupid shit. It was irrelevant.

But when he feels that full-body frustration, frustration so deep in his bones he can barely do anything but scream and shout and rage at people, he knows it’s best to lock himself in his room and wait it out. If his anger is like a deep well, it's best to wait until the bucket comes up empty rather than try to tip it over manually.

Sometimes Kirishima (or other nosy do-gooders of the "squad") will pester him, but for the most part, when he’s in that sort of mood, his classmates know to leave him alone.

So, what does he get up to during his alone time?

Katsuki draws. He fills pages upon pages, sketchbooks, notebooks, post-its, cards, sometimes even his own arm, filling his skin with ink when he’s run out of paper. There just aren’t enough canvases to contain his sprawling doodles, sketches, and full works. He's at the stationary store every other week.

His class notes are practically graffitied with the amount of ink he manages to plaster on, coherently coming together to portray the visions in his mind. Aizawa says nothing when the tests he hands back are filled to the brim with doodles in the margins.

Maybe he likes it because paper is the only thing that can't fault him for his emotions. It can’t shun him after he’s been too harsh, it can’t tell all its little friends about his issues. It can't rage back. It simply sits patiently on the desk in front of him even when Katsuki presses his anger too hard onto the sheet and it tears. The only indication of its pain is the small cry it emits in the form of a krrshh –– but he can't even be painted as a villain for it. After all, it's just paper.

His hand traces anything he can think to draw. Sometimes, when all he's trying to do is make heads or tails of his frothing emotions, the pieces come out beautifully abstract. Sometimes he draws objects, places on campus, scenes from movies he watched with Izuku.

Sometimes he draws the faces of his friends (not that he'd ever admit to calling them 'friends'). Kirishima, laughing at something Bakugou did (he doesn’t even remember what it was. He just remembers the lightheaded feeling that came from causing that sunshine-like grin). Mina with her gossip face on, telling the group about so-and-so’s crush (that Bakugou definitely did not care about. Sue him if he listened. It was only because he should have the most intel possible to be a good hero, okay???).

Kaminari, getting really passionate about different electrical gadgets and showing the group a new type of charging plug. Sero’s surprised yet beamingly proud expression as a result of finally nailing that lasso he'd been working on for weeks.

His friends.

Izuku. Getting excited over something stupid, his cute round face lighting up, forest eyes shining with passion. Izuku. Rambling about some hero’s Quirk, coming up with infinitely clever improvements to their style. Izuku. Hovering over him after having pinned him down in a sparring match. Eyes shining with victory. Face streaked with dirt and sweat. Izuku.

Pages and pages and pages and pages of Izuku.

If anyone discovered these pages, Katsuki would be done for. He’d never show his face again. They weren’t just drawings to him — no, more like a chronicle of his life. He refused to call them a "diary" of sorts because diaries are for thirteen-year-old girls to gush about their stupid crushes that will never love them back. So no, his endless drawings aren't a diary. Fuck that.

Hours upon hours, alternating between furious scribbling and meticulous measuring, always resulted in a messy pile of papers surrounding Katsuki like a mad composer. He might as well have taken a stack of papers and tossed them in the air –– the space surrounding his desk would have looked the same. But after seeing the scraps of paper and the endless drawings scattered around him after each emotion-fueled session, he could breathe. Calm was washed over him like a gentle, cool wave to his bubbling, boiling magma.

He knew he'd never show them to anyone, but he secretly hoped he could. Maybe someday. The only person... it'd be Izuku, and it'd a small drawing of some random object. Meaningless. Insignificant to anyone but him.

Maybe he'd move onto showing him some of his people drawings. Then, and Katsuki barely allowed himself to imagine this future, maybe he'd finally show Deku himself through the lens of Katsuki Bakugou.

Maybe.

But for now, these drawings were locked up tight in top right drawer of Katsuki's desk. He kept the key pressed between the pages of his favorite childhood All Might biography (that he and Izuku had spent hours poring over the pages of) on the fifteenth page of chapter 7. Sue him for being a sentimental bastard, alright?

For now, this secret was all his. For now. But maybe that future would come. Maybe.

Maybe.

[eris-snow]

𝐀 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐎𝐟 𝐅𝐫���𝐬𝐡 𝐀𝐢𝐫

Tags: Revelation (Deku's birthday series 2024), izuku x fem!reader, angst, fluff, comfort, period cramps

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July 2nd. Even and Odd.

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To say you were feeling shitty would be an understatement. For one, your period came early, and now you were stuck bleeding out with chronic back pain and cramps. A headache storms its way and makes itself right at home, and by the end of training, you’re stuffing Panadol down your throat like it's the last slab of meat at a buffet. It doesn’t really work, and you’re already used to how unproductive you are when bleeding week knocks on your door, but it’s still a pain in the ass. (Literally)

With the holidays hot on the heels, Aizawa has reverted to the basics, leaving them to run laps around the school to build stamina. Whoever ran the least number of laps would be in charge of clean up of the dorms for a week, and everyone was off before their Sensei could even say “Ready, set, go.”

Eyebags sag deep under your eyes as you run, but you weren’t last at the very least.

“Mind if I join you?” A full-body shiver envelops you as you startle. The light tone of the voice, tipped with eternal nervous energy; the voice of the Savior of the world. You turn, and your eyes are met with mossy hair, freckles and a boy who’s already turning into a man.

Izuku’s smile is gentle, and you can read him like a damn book because that’s the same look he had last year at the very place he forgot you existed. He wants something.

What do you want?

Lips pull downwards, and Izuku jogs beside you, passing trees that are flourishing in the heat of summer. His forehead creases, and Izuku looks worried, confused, and just the slightest bit offended. “What do you mean?”

Crap, you said it aloud.

“We don’t exactly…talk.” You say, forcing yourself to reply. “We only really interact if we’re working together for an assignment.”

Pity etches itself on Izuku’s face, masked with the horrified look you know all too well. “I’m…sorry you felt that way.’ He murmurs. “We’re like family, our class. I didn’t know you felt left out."

You hate him.

You love him.

“A-Anyway,” laughs Izuku, scratching the back of his head. “I found your note in the dustbin yesterday.”

Fuck.

“Kacchan was the one who showed it to me.”

I swear to All Might, that asshole just can’t keep his mouth shut—

“I’m…worried about you, L/n. You’re strong, and you’re smart, and I can see how you passed the transfer exam to U.A because of your battle strategy and your out-of-the-box thinking methods, but your note—”

If I tell you I’m not who you think I am…will you believe me?

“And the fact that you asked me to believe you—”

please believe me, Izuku

“What is it that you want me to believe so desperately?” His voice is firm, resilient, curious and you’re cursing yourself all the way to hell. You’ve been avoiding looking at Izuku’s eyes. Those emerald green pearls that held so many emotions—love, admiration, everything—for you, and once it’s gone you can never unsee what it used to be.

Suddenly, cicadas are chirping and you’re back in the clearing you dubbed as yours. Your hand is outstretched, and Izuku’s nothing but a mess of curls and tears, smothered with dirt and grass.

“Who are you?” He had croaked, bruised and scared.

Your breath comes out in short puffs, and this time, he’s strong, running by you side by side, scars littering every inch of his hands.

“Who are you?”

Everything hurts, and when you look up to finally meet his eyes, and, oh, they’re so beautiful. “I’m…”

Your lips curl into a smile, falling back into old, bad habits.

“Some that’s going to beat you in this exercise.”

Takeoff comes naturally because the only real thing you know how to do is run away from your problems like a coward. Izuku’s calling, and you know he can catch up to you faster than you can pick an eyelash, but you just run, and run, and keep running until your lungs explode with hissy, petty burns. Your world is turning black and grey, all the green, the colour of life, the colour of hope, is swallowed up by the monster. If your hope was a torch, you’d be grasping onto the embers. (Not your love, too bad, that torch is an eternal flame.)

As for the scoreboard, well. You were ranked first.

—

Someone is knocking at your door.

It doesn’t stop.

Looking around, it was safe to say that you did not want anyone to look at the state of your room. Balls of tissue were strewn all over the floor like it was seashells on the beach, clothes dumped haphazardly into your half-open closet. The air is still because you haven’t opened the window in ages, opting for the air conditioner. Your bed isn’t made, and even though it’s comfortable, it’s suffocating to be in a room this cluttered. The worst area is your desk. Once neat and organised, was now littered with half-finished assignments and sweet wrappers. Your school bag slumped on your chair, notebooks jutting out like bones of disfigured bodies.

A cluttered room for an even more cluttered mind.

Kacchan would be mad.

There are more thumps on the door, and you curl up even further. Maybe if you ignore it, he’d think you weren’t—

“I see the lights on, L/n, please answer me.”

Goddamnit.

The same voice that is bright and light, anchored by concern with everlasting patience. Izuku.

“I was thinking about what we were saying.” He continues like he wasn’t talking to a door. “I want to make you feel part of the class, um. So I was going to invite you to the movie night happening on Friday. We’re gonna be watching Inside Out 2, ‘cause Shoto’s been, um, ecstatic about its release.”

You cover your head with your pillow, groaning. Another movie night? Yeah, no thanks.

“I heard that!” He calls, and you have to fight back a smile.

You’re far too akin to orchids, sensitive to every little action or inaction dealt by the weather. You could be on your deathbed and Izuku would still find a way to make you laugh.

“L/n, please,” There’s a small thunk, and you can imagine Izuku’s head pressed against your door, mind whirling, trying to find the right words to say. “Say something. I’m here, to listen, at least. Not just a training partner. Kacchan, he’s…he’s worried about you. He said that only I can help, but…but I don’t even know how.”

There it is. The shadow of the boy who was just trying to live out his dream, under all the passion, grit and scars was…

Someone uncertain. Someone afraid.

Someone insecure.

You knew it was difficult living up to expectations, because if there’s one thing that this school does right, it was to force its students to rise to the challenges and surpass them, but Izuku always had a nasty case of Imposter Syndrome due to his previous status as a Quirkless person. Paired with Kacchan’s bullying from the past, and Izuku was left second-guessing if he really deserved everything he’s earned by himself.

You look at your ceiling, seeing grey. Everything was, from your clothes to your sheets, the walls you’d strip of pictures because looking at them made you want to rip them up and the tin box that held your Secrets.

Izuku’s silence was like a pressure cooker on its highest setting.

Fuck it.

Stumbling out of bed, you make your way to the door, carefully manoeuvring your way across the room like it was an obstacle course. Yanking the door open, Izuku startles, yanking back with a fierce blush crawling up his face.

“You opened the door.” He says dumbly.

Your future Symbol and Peace, ladies and gentlemen, still a hopeless nerd that is hopelessly awkward in social situations.

Before you could say anything in response, however, Izuku notices your dishevelled appearance. “Are you…okay?”

“Yeah,” it comes out cracked. Clearing your throat, you try again. “Yeah, I’m alright—”

“Your room!” Izuku looks past your shoulder, and you know what he sees. Just like you, just like everything.

It’s a gigantic mess.

“Do you mind?” Izuku taps the door frame, seeking your permission.

Say yes, say yes, if there’s anything you’re good for say yes—

You shake your head.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?

Izuku steps inside, and looks at you with an expression you’ve never wanted to burden him with: pure, unfiltered pity.

“We’re cleaning this room.”

Panic erupts in your veins, as you try to stop him, tripping over your feet. “What, no—!”

Izuku takes the remote and switches the A.C. off. “A stifling room means a suffocated mind. Kacchan’s taught me that.” He looks back at you, gentle smile right where it was supposed to be.

“What you need—” He pads over to the windows, unlocks it, and blows them wide open. “Is a breath of fresh air.”

A gust of wind sends your hair billowing behind you, your assignments fluttering around like it was a choreographed dance. You look out the window and startle. Out there, the flora is bursting with colour, the hues of greens, oranges, and blues welcoming you back to the world.

This time, as you respire, you feel like you can actually breathe again.

—

It takes hours before you can finally declare you’re done.

Izuku works with you in tandem, Arranging your assignments as you tackle the laundry, wiping surfaces tops while you change your sheets.

“Hey,” He says, not looking at you. “Does this mean you’re coming for the movie night?”

You pause, pondering.

“Sure.”

Keeping you company, never overstepping boundaries, it’s a wonder that Izuku manages to get you even without his memories. He knows where things go without being told, knows what to touch and things to leave to you to clean.

By the time both of you are done, you’re sweating, cheeks flushed, with one huge garbage bag to bring back out to the dumpster.

All the while, the sun sets, the pretty light streaks through, lathering your once messy room with warmth and bright, orange tones.

It’s beautiful.

“Thank you,” you breathe.

Izuku turns his head, sweating just as hard as you, and pumps his fist. “Well…it’s what we friends do, isn’t it?”

You let out a breathless chuckle. “Yeah. Yeah…that’s…that’s right.” Nodding to the plastic bag, you avoid his gaze. “I should bring that out now, so—”

“I can do it!” Izuku springs to his feet reaching for it.

You’re guilty, and possibly a little embarrassed. He’s already done so much for you, you can afford to take out the trash. “No, I got it—”

As if sensing the tension, the plastic bag slumps down from its spot next to your desk and spews out the rubbish it holds.

The largest item falls out, and Izuku’s eyes are greeted with a watercolour painting of a glade that is grassy and an ageing willow tree, still big and strong. The water is crystal clear, and there’s a picnic mat haphazardly laid next to the tree, but with strangely no people in sight.

Recognition flares up in his eyes. “T-This painting….”

He looks up at you, mouth falling agape as crippling anxiety replaces the soothing calm from before. “K-Kacchan said that the picture was from Auntie,” Izuku said quietly, fumbling with his wallet, shaky scarred hands reaching for it. There it was, your gift to him from last year, right in front of you for the first time since you’d given it away. “I found it weird because she was never the photography kind of person,” He says, comparing the image to your identical painting. “But I didn’t question it.”

You can’t do anything. Everything feels numb. Suddenly, the warm rays washing onto you felt like cruel reminders of your mistake all those years ago. The world’s still turning, but you feel like you’re stuck in time. The world washes back into its shade of grey.

You should have never let him into your room.

“L/n…did you give me this Polaroid?”

[preordereddepression]

The dead are your friends, let the living be too

Fandom: Boku No Hero Academia

Teen and Up Audiences

Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Shirakumo Oboro, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Eri & Midoriya Izuku

Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Inko, Shirakumo Oboro, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Shinsou Hitoshi, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Nezu, Past One For All Users (My Hero Academia), Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Eri (My Hero Academia)

Additional Tags: Ghosts, some are ocs, Midoriya Izuku Sees Ghosts, Midoriya Izuku Has One For All Quirk, Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru, Autistic Midoriya Izuku, BKDK is at a very slow burn, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Midoriya Izuku, Dead Midoriya Inko, but She becomes a Ghost, Implied/References Character Death, Suicidal Midoriya Izuku, Medical Trauma, Medical Inaccuracies, No character bashing, Boku No Hero Academia Manga Spoilers, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Partially Deaf Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Has Chronic Pain, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Eri

Language: English

Words: 29,334

Chapters: 7/?

Summary:

In the age of superpowers, ghosts aren't a popular topic of conversation. Ghosts are fictional, after all, a relic of past beliefs. But what happens when a boy is born with the ability to see ghosts? And what if said boy is quirkless? Of course, nobody cares, the lack of quirk always takes precedent. That's why Midoriya Izuku has to hide the ghosts, be scared of anyone assuming the quirkless kid is going insane. Ghosts don't exist, after all. But what happens when Izuku does get a quirk? Well, he just has another secret to keep. As secrets pile up, Izuku has to learn how to trust the people closest to him, even as the fear begins crawling up his throat. But, eventually, all that's hidden has to come to light. Izuku has to juggle new relationships, One for All, and the weird ghosts tied to the centruries old quirk. All while villains breathe down UA's neck and Izuku's home life falls apart in the midst of it.

[doodlegirl1998]

No one talked or wants to talk about it is how Tenko had more good stuff than Izu. I'm talking about his two faceless friends when Tenchan was a cute baby. No they aren't important and granted Hori can't bakugoufied them any minute

My point is so far

Compared to Izuku's childhood...Tenko was better. He had a lovely corgi,his big sis loved him and he had friends.

"but Kotaro" yes Hori is a coward to go to the laziest option but even so...Tenko the soon to be Le villain had a better childhood than the mc (not forgetting his pain here but it's not as if he was abused 24/7. Hori went to a coward route but we only see one bad day on Kotaro. To be clear not excuse the abuse just saying Tenko had people on his side even if it wasn't perfect)

Now compared to Izuku's past and ....wow.

Izu doesn't have good friends

Never had a fluffy corgi (bk would have killed I know he would)

His mom is just existing.

And he is stuck with his abuser (in the begin Izu didn't had a good view on bk which hori couldn't let stand)

It's just...Izu had a sad backstory but no one gives a shit. Is it sadder than shig? The point it's not this... The point is how the mc has a bad childhood and his villain had a decent one (again I KNOW IT WASNT PERFECT)

Hi @mikeellee 👋,

You do have a good point here, while Tenko had an abusive father in Kotaro (which Hori went super lazy with making him abusive and failed to expand on his abuse), in his childhood he's shown to have more good things in his life than Izuku has had.

Tenko had in his backstory prior to the accident:

A good pet in Mon-chan

A big sister who loved him (although I am mixed on Hana, her lying to save herself from Kotaro as another part of her main appearance doesn't do her any favours. Although that sits more on Kotaro making his daughter that afraid of him.)

A mum and Grandparents who loved him** (although they too are not without fault, they should have acted sooner to stand up to Kotaro but no one can deny they loved Tenko.)

And his two faceless nameless friends who seemed nice from what little we are told.

Whereas Izu in his backstory;

Has never had any pet to our knowledge.

Has no cool big brother or sister.

His Dad is MIA ( apparently abroad working but he's never shown to call Izuku or come home.)

He has no sweet loving grandparents from his mum or dads side.

His Mum* doesn't stand up for him and cries on him about his being born quirkless.

Izuku is never shown to have any friend prior to U.A.

Izuku is chronically bullied (abused) from the ages of 4 - 14 by Bakugou and his cronies. (I'd argue this is actually still ongoing in UA the tone in the narrative has just shifted to be more in Bkg's favour now than Izu's.) And Izuku is still STUCK with Bakugou as a member of the 'wonder duo'... (that whole concept can fuck right off.)

So Shig, other than Kotaro being an abusive POS, actually had more nice things in his backstory than Izu did whereas Izu's backstory (prior to meeting All Might) is just PAIN.

*- it could be argued that Inko is a good thing in Izuku's backstory and while I'm not denying she loves him I'm saying that in their relationship is not all that great... He has to comfort her a lot of the time she's on screen and Hori never shows Inko confronting Aldera or the Bakugou's about her son's bullying. So she's failing as a parent there.

** - While Nao and her parents are actually shown standing up to Kotaro which is leaps and bounds ahead of anything Inko is shown to do for Izu (sorry it's true.)

[littlebabyself]

Hey bitty babes o/

not even gonna lie n say im coming back and that ill be consistent but i can say i have been a bit more active. Like on my tiktok and I just uploaded a YouTube video and two new fics. anyways, I was wondering if any littles or carers with chronic illness or pain or things of the such, would maybe share some stories or just about your experiences.

I want to write a fic with Izuku midoriya having chronic pain and I just want to know if anyone has anything they’d like me to incorporate,

thanks for reading ❤️

[microwavedautism]

Anyway time for me to have a little fun with sharing my Bnha headcanons before I go on another rant about them. Assume I hc everyone as Autistic unless I say otherwise.

Below you will find hcs for Class 1-A :]

Momo Yaoyorozu - This is a controversial one, I think.. but He/Him Trans Man. I like to think he can give himself top surgery with his quirk, by taking the fat or whatever it is he uses from his chest instead of elsewhere when he uses his quirk. He's also Biromantic and Demisexual.

Koji Kouda - Cis Guy who uses He/They, only talks around people he's comfortable with, because he's autistic, of course. Communicates with sign language. And just because I'm tired of people making the shy or and/or ugly characters innocent sex repulsed Asexuals, he's Bisexual and Aromantic. Also he swears like a sailor around people he's close with. Teehee!

Katsuki Bakugo - Cis Guy, Any Pronouns, Deaf and Gay. Either that or a deeply closeted Homophobe who uses he/him, it depends on the timeline really.

Izuku Midoriya - Cis Guy, He/Him, also Straight but is very a supportive and loud ally. He has ADHD, Anxiety and chronic pain in everything, but especially in his hands. Also probably has some nerve damage, poor guy. Definitely has PTSD too. Yikes.

Shoto Todoroki - Cis Guy, He/Him. Unlabelled but is definitely Queer, doesn't care to think about it. Blind in one eye, or at very least has damaged sight in one eye. Also has less control over that side of his face. Severe PTSD, of course.

Denki Kaminari - Trans Guy, He/him. He's on Testosterone and goes stealth in public. A proud Bisexual though. Has some kind of seizure disorder as a quirk side effect, and slight chronic pain. Maybe even a tiny bit brain damaged, shorting out can't be good for him.

Mina Ashiso - Cis Girl, She/It, likes to play into the alien thing she's got going on. Cupioromantic/Aromantic and Unlabelled. She goes off vibes not gender and doesn't care to label it.

Yuuga Aoyama - Cis Guy, He/Him, Aromantic Asexual! Poor guy has IBS and a numb pain in his stomach.

Ochako Uraraka - Non-binary, She/They. Also Bisexual. She's probably got some kind of eating disorder, she needs food :(

Hanta Sero - Trans Woman, She/Her. Looks and dresses the exact same way as in canon, except she's a girl now. She's a lesbian too, good for her, good for her. She seems like the kinda girl who needs glasses but wears contacts instead, I don't know why.

Tsuyu Asui - Genderfluid He/They/Her, Doesn't really care what he's called. She's a frog, those guys aren't really binary. She's bisexual.

Ejirou Kirishima - Cis Gay Guy who uses he/him. I mean.. look at him.. no straight man is that obsessed with men.

Fumikage Tokoyami - Cis Guy, He/Him. Gay. Dark shadow is his twin but some weird shit happened in the womb and now she appears as a combination of his quirk and hers, she is a trans woman who uses she/it. She's bisexual. People don't believe their twins.

Mashiro Ojirou - Trans guy, He/They but doesn't bother to correct people if they just use He/Him. Also he's Straight.

Rikido Sato - Nonbinary, They/Them. They are still masculine of course. They experience migraines quite often. Also they are Pansexual. They aren't Autistic.

Tenya Iida - Cis Guy? He/Him? (Spoiler: She's a she/her trans woman deep in the closet). Doesn't think about gender or sexuality because she's so convinced she needs to be exactly like Tensei (Her parents kinda suck at giving her a sense of individuality). Lesbian, but says she's straight until she figures her gender out. Chronic pain in the legs. Ripping her engines out must've fucked her up a little.

Toru Hagakure - Cis Girl, She/Her. She's Omnisexual with a preference for men. She's actually really fucking strong, she's gotta make up for being invisible of course. She's not Autistic.

Kyoka Jiro - Transfem Bigender He/Her, Her parents are musician, she was taught voice control very early. He isn't on Estrogen though, and doesn't have plans to start. She's a Lesbian. Has chronic migranes due to her enhanced hearing.

Mezo Shoji - Agender, He/Him. He doesn't care for gender, but still presents masculine most of the time so he goes with he/him for convenience. Another Gay right here.

Minoru Mineta - Cis Guy, he/him. He's bisexual. He is NOT autistic.

I don't want him to be the last one so here's my sisters favourite,

Himiko Toga - Genderfluid, Any Pronouns. An Anemic bisexual. Severe PTSD.

[curs3br3ak3r]

𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘺𝘢...

✧ soulmate bonding au

based on Fraycheck on ao3 (really good bkdk fic). a quirk prevents Izuku and {{user}} from being physically apart from each other, causing immense pain when separated. fluff with some angst.

✧ pokémon au

pokémon are real while quirks are not. Izuku is given a preset team of pokémon and {{user}} as his traveling partner. 2 bots in the series, starting the journey and catching your first pokémon. pokémon rules apply here. fluff.

✧ finding a new norm

set after the final war (spoilers), focusing on returning to classes and hero training with the gained trauma of saving the world. fluff and angst.

✧ the pandemic

set during the covid pandemic and focuses on the domestic take on everything. forced roommates, best friends kind of vibe. tw for covid and related topics.

✧ obsessed

based on obsessed by olivia rodrigo. Izuku's new partner is jealous of what he had with ex-girlfriend Uraraka. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘹...

✧ christmas

christmas eve party with class 1A. cute and fun vibes.

✧ love like you

based on love like you by rebecca sugar. Izuku's partner believes he is too perfect for them and questions why he's with them. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭...

✧ visiting him at work

set after the time skip (spoilers). Izuku works at UA as a teacher, {{user}} is an ex-classmate from UA and a pro-hero. {{user}} visits him in his classroom after class after awhile of not staying in touch.

✧ hospital visit

set after the raid on the paranormal liberation front but before the final war. Izuku wakes up in the hospital with {{user}}. tw for hospitals and injuries and related topics.

✧ barista

set after the final war (spoilers). Izuku has taken a job as a barista in a nearby cafe. best friend {{user}} visits him often.

✧ insecurities

Izuku's partner doesn't show up to class due to insecurities. tw for low self esteem and body dysmorphia.

✧ orange peel theory

based on the tiktok trend. peeling an orange without being asked by your partner means you love them and show it through small acts of service, so what happens if {{user}} does it with their best friend?

𝒞𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃...

foreign exchange student ✧ barbie ✧ empyrean au ✧ asmr ✧ burnout ✧ chronic pain ✧ usj incident ✧ h2o ✧ the reunion ✧ study date ✧ sports festival ✧ die with a smile ✧ bring him home ✧ working out ✧ support course au ✧ fixing his costume ✧ before the final war ✧ mouthwashing au ✧ kacchan? ✧ period ✧ quirk overuse ✧ you're my wife! ✧ the embers