#Monoma needs a hug

[touyafootfetish]

father of the year ⁉️

[katsdynam1ght]

the dichotomy of kats… would you guys kill me if I wrote some monoma-positive content years after writing spark plug. in my defense season seven and that art with shinsou really changed him in my eyes. he’s still annoying af in the earlier seasons but… the content… and bakugou… and… i’ve got thoughts alright

[pumpkinspiceshiplover]

Komori: Here take this.

Todoroki: 200 dollars?

Komori: Yeah, I figured you could use it after the war.

Todoroki: Let me guess for therapy?

Komori: What? No. There's not enough therapy in the world to help you.

Komori: This is for you and your classmates to buy new clothes after what happened in the war, with them being destroyed and all.

Todoroki: None of our clothes were destroyed???

Komori: They needed to be.

(Monoma & Setsuna in the background)

[sonomly]

Chapter 2 of BibliophiLe is up!

More Monoma and Kaminari fan fiction goodness wherein Monoma wants to learn about Electrification, but has some trauma preventing him from interacting with the one person he needs to.

A classic, "You're probably wondering how I got here..." chapter.

There are nervous boys. There are skateboards. There are delicious coffee drinks. There are references to classic literature. There is an achingly slow burn.

[unfinishedquestions]

made some fan art for this fic of mine :))

[inseobts]

Borrowed Hearts - pt.3 (end)

Trafalgar Law × Fem!Reader

part 2

You attack the Heart Pirates with your crew, but it ends up backfiring on you, so you end up helping Law and the others in Wano.

Reader's powers: inspired by Monoma's powers (bnha). Basically you can borrow/copy other people's powers.

Words Count: 4.5k

A/N: Honestly this is my favourite piece I wrote （*＾-＾*）

Tags: could contain wano arc spoilers, enemies to lovers, fight scenes, humor, awkward powers, bikering, fluff building

masterlist || ao3 || ko-fi

You end up at the edge of the village, where the forest begins. The music is softer here. You can still hear it, but it’s distant, like a memory.

You lean against a tree, watching him. He looks… serious. More than usual.

“You’re not gonna scold me for the ‘husband’ thing, are you?” you tease lightly, trying to fill the heavy silence.

He doesn’t smile.

“No.” Law says.

His eyes are dark, thoughtful, studying you like he’s seeing something he didn’t understand before.

“I just…” He trails off, searching for words. His hand grips his sword tighter, like he needs something solid to hold onto.

“I wanted to say…” he starts again, slower, more careful “I’m glad I met you.”

You blink, feeling your heart jump stupidly hard.

Law glances away, frustrated, like he’s mad at himself for even saying it out loud.

“You’re reckless. Annoying,” he adds, voice rougher, but not angry “You joke too much. You act without thinking.”

You laugh quietly “Gee, thanks. I get you're drunk but I have a heart too, you know?”

“But…” He turns back to you, eyes sharp and raw “You’re stronger than anyone gives you credit for. Including yourself.”

You stop laughing.

“You could’ve run,” Law says “You could’ve abandoned us. You could’ve used your powers for yourself. No one could’ve stopped you. But you stayed. You fought. You trusted us.”

His voice drops even lower.

“And you trusted me.”

You swallow thickly, feeling your chest get tight.

Law steps a little closer, not touching but close enough you can feel the heat of him.

“I don’t take that lightly.” he says.

The words hit you harder than you expect.

You open your mouth to say something... anything... but nothing comes out.

Law watches you for a second longer. Then, as if it costs him something real, he mutters under his breath:

“I care about... you... More than I should.”

Your heart stutters.

You want to joke. To tease. To lighten the heavy feeling building between you. But you don’t.

You step closer too, standing just a breath away.

You look up at him, feeling brave for once “Good,” you say softly “Because now I care about you too.”

Law’s mouth twitches, not quite a smile, but something close.

He leans in slightly, and for a second you think he might kiss you but he stops himself, pulling back with a frustrated sound deep in his throat.

“We’re drunk...” he says, voice rough “I’m not doing something stupid just because of sake.”

You laugh breathlessly, heart pounding “Then do something stupid tomorrow.”

Law finally smiles, a real one this time, small and crooked and beautiful.

“Maybe I will.” he says.

And for once, there’s no pretending between you anymore.

The next morning, Wano is quiet. Not the heavy silence of battle, but the lazy, tired quiet of people recovering from too much celebrating.

You wake up with your head pounding and your mouth dry.

The sunlight is too bright. Your clothes smell like smoke, sake, and sweet festival food.

You groan into your pillow.

“Never drinking again...” you mumble (lie).

You don’t even go back to the others right away because today is the day everyone leaves. Today is the day you have to say goodbye.

You dress slowly, dragging your feet, doing everything you can to stall.

Part of you wants to march down to the docks, hug your chaotic temporary “husband”, and say a proud goodbye like it’s nothing.

The other part, the bigger part, doesn’t trust your heart not to break if you see him face to face.

So instead you do what you do the best… you hide.

You find yourself walking toward the hills overlooking the coast, where you can see everything without being seen.

From up here, the view is perfect. The sea is a dazzling blue. The three big ships othe f Heart Pirates, Straw Hats, Kid Pirates, are docked, bobbing lightly in the water.

You can see them even from this distance: tiny figures moving back and forth, shouting, loading supplies.

Even without hearing, you can tell the Strawhats and Kid’s crew are already arguing. You spot Kid waving his arms aggressively. Luffy probably laughing like a maniac.

The usual chaos.

You smile a little despite yourself.

It feels so familiar now.

You spot Law’s crew too, you see Bepo, Penguin, Shachi, all working more calmly. Packing things with neat efficiency.

Law stands near the ramp of his submarine, one hand on his sword, looking like he’s organizing something.

Except… he keeps glancing around.

Looking for someone.

Looking for you.

You feel your throat tighten.

You press your hand to your chest, willing your heart to stay inside your ribs.

When your ship finally sails into view, it’s easy to spot your crew… your small, humble ship.

They’re waving, calling out to the others, asking questions you can’t hear.

Your first mate is there, looking around frantically.

Your navigator points toward the town like maybe you’re still there.

Everyone shrugs, looks confused.

Law doesn’t shrug.

He frowns deeper, scanning harder, stepping up the ramp a few steps, scanning the cliffs and the forests beyond the coast.

You sink down behind the tall grass on the hill so he won’t spot you.

Coward.

Coward.

Coward.

You hug your knees tightly, watching the scene like a ghost.

You think about all those weeks together.

Training. Fighting. Laughing.

Teasing him. Saving each other’s lives.

Dancing like idiots in the festival square.

Calling him your husband.

Hearing him say “I care about you” like it physically hurt him to admit it.

And now you’re just… hiding.

Because if you face him…

If you say goodbye…

You’re scared you won’t be able to leave.

You wipe your face quickly when you realize tears are threatening to fall.

Down at the docks, you see Law step forward again.

You see how his crew keeps looking at him, how Bepo says something that makes him shake his head.

Like he’s telling them to wait. Like he’s giving you a little more time.

You bury your face in your arms.

“I’m sorry...” you whisper into the grass “I’m sorry I’m such a coward.”

But you stay hidden anyway, because you don’t know how to say goodbye to the person who made you feel seen again.

Then you suddenly stop thinking.

And that's when you run down the hill, full speed, your heart hammering so hard it hurts. You fall a few times for how fast you're going, your knees now red.

The docks get closer and closer. The ships are almost ready. They’re about to leave.

Your crew spots you first.

“Y/N!!” Your first mate’s voice cuts through the noise, pure panic.

They start running toward you, waving their arms, trying to reach you.

Some of them yell things you can’t even hear over the blood rushing in your ears.

“Y/N! You’re okay!!”

“Captain, slow down!”

“Are you hurt?!”

You barely even see them.

You’re only looking for him.

And then you spot him.

Standing near the ramp of the Polar Tang, head turning at the commotion.

His eyes find you instantly as he freezes.

You slam to a stop a few meters away from him. Your legs buckle.

You collapse onto your knees, hitting the ground hard, hands slapping the floor to keep from faceplanting.

The force rattles your arms.

You drop your head down, gasping, crying so hard it feels like your ribs might crack.

You’re sobbing.

Loud. Ugly. Desperate.

Right there, in front of everyone.

The docks go quiet in shock.

You hear footsteps rushing toward you... your crew, your precious idiots who never saw you like this before.

“Y/N...”

“Y/N, breathe!”

“Captain, we’re here!”

Someone reaches out to touch your shoulder, but you flinch back violently.

“N-No—!” you choke out, not even looking up “D-Don’t—”

They all freeze, hurt flashing across their faces.

They don’t understand.

A shadow falls over you.

You feel a hand, a different hand, hover above you.

“Y/N…?”

Law’s voice.

Rough. Careful.

More careful than he’s ever been before.

You shudder so hard your arms almost collapse again.

Law slowly lowers his hand onto your back. Solid. Warm. Steady.

The Heart Pirates stand nearby, tense and whispering.

“Should we…?”

“Is she okay?”

“Captain…?”

Kid’s crew stares, weirded out but curious.

Kid himself scoffs loudly “The hell is happening now?!”

Killer elbows him sharply, probably telling him to shut up.

Luffy just watches with wide eyes, mouth hanging open in confusion “Ehhhhh?! y/n’s crying?! Why?!”

“Idiot.” Zoro mutters under his breath somewhere.

Nami, Robin, Chopper, everyone who stayed behind… all of them are frozen too, whispering and glancing between you and Law.

But Law ignores them all.

His hand stays steady on your back.

“I’m sorry” is the only thing you can say in between your sobs.

“You don’t have to apologize.” he says lowly, voice like gravel.

You look up at him, face soaked in tears, breathing like you’ve run a marathon. You open your mouth but you can’t speak.

You need him. You need him so badly it hurts.

You lift a shaking hand.

Law tenses thinking you’re going to cling to him.

Instead you tap his wrist.

There’s a small, almost invisible pulse of power.

You steal his ability.

Law’s eyes widen a fraction but he doesn’t move to stop you. He lets you.

You push yourself up just enough, body trembling violently, and with the last ounce of your control you croak out “Room.”

The world shifts around you.

People gasp.

Someone shouts.

“Y/N!!!”

“What is she doing with it now?!”

“Captain Law—!!”

“Did she just—?!”

Before anyone can grab you, you lock onto Law’s body with your mind and shamble the two of you away.

Gone.

In a blink.

You land rough, tumbling onto the grass somewhere on a hill, far away from the docks.

The second you regain your balance you launch yourself at him.

No hesitation.

You crash into Law’s chest, arms wrapping around him so tightly it knocks the breath from your lungs.

You cling to him desperately. Face buried into his shoulder.

You’re crying harder now. Shaking so badly you almost knock you both over.

You don’t care about pride. You don’t care about looking weak. You don’t care about anything except holding onto him for just a few more seconds.

Law stands frozen for a second.

And then, slowly and carefully, he wraps his arms around you too. Pulls you in tight. Lets you cry. Lets you fall apart. Lets you be real.

No judgment. No anger. No shame.

Just him. Just you. Just this.

Your sobs slowly die into quiet, shuddering breaths.

Law never lets go, arms around you, body anchoring you back to the world. He waits.

Only when you’re calm enough to lift your head he speaks.

He looks at you and for the first time, he doesn’t hide anything.

No coldness. No walls.

Just tired, raw, vulnerable honesty “Y/N…”

He hesitates for a second. Then he leans back just enough so you can see his face properly.

“Yesterday,” he says quietly, “when I asked you to join my crew… I knew you’d say no.”

You blink at him, confused and hurting.

He gives a small, almost embarrassed smile “But that wasn’t my Plan A.”

You freeze. Your heart jumps.

Law glances away briefly, as if picking the right words, then meets your eyes again.

“Every time you smiled,” he says, voice rough but warm, “every damn time… my brain just started planning ways to keep you by my side.”

You let out a shaky breath.

It doesn’t sound possessive. It sounds… aching. Like someone who found something precious and didn’t know how to hold it without breaking it.

He pulls back slightly, just enough to fish something out from inside his coat. A small metal key.

You stare at it, confused.

“I didn’t know if you’d ever accept,” Law mutters, looking down at it, fingers turning the key nervously “But before the fight… even today… I worked on something.”

He lifts his head, locking eyes with you again.

“I had Bepo and the others help me make space on the Polar Tang. Real space. New rooms. New systems. Enough for you and your entire crew.”

Your breath catches painfully.

“You—?” Your voice cracks.

Law nods once.

“I didn’t want you to have to choose between me and them. I didn’t want to ask you to abandon them.” He presses the key into your hand, folding your fingers gently around it “I just wanted you to know… you have a home. With us. If you want it.”

You can barely see him through the new flood of tears in your eyes “You… you did all that… even though you weren’t sure if we would come?”

“I had to try,” Law says simply “For you.”

There’s a long silence between you, heavy but not uncomfortable.

Just full of things unspoken.

You look down at the key in your hand.

Small. Cold. Heavy with everything it means.

He didn’t just want you for your powers. He didn’t want you because you were strong. He made a space because he loved you, long before he could even say it.

You lift your head slowly.

“Law…” Your voice shakes “I don’t want to ruin this and all but… is this… is this a confession?”

He breathes out a short, broken laugh.

“No,” he says “It’s a promise.”

You stare at him, heart slamming against your ribs.

“I’m not asking you to give up being a captain,” Law says quietly “I’m not asking you to change. I’m just asking you to stay.”

He leans down, forehead almost against yours.

“And if you stay… I’ll never let you feel alone again.”

You stare at Law like you’ve never seen him before.

Your heart is full to the point of bursting.

So, naturally… you grin.

Still tear-streaked. Still trembling. But it’s your real smile again... wild, mischievous, you.

“Since when, Trafalgar?” you tease softly, wiping your face roughly on your sleeve “Since when did you fall for me, huh?”

Law exhales, half a laugh, half a groan.

“I should’ve known you’d ask that.” he mutters, rolling his eyes, but there’s no real annoyance. Only affection.

You step closer, voice dropping to a mock-whisper.

“Was it when I stole your powers and made a mess of everything?” You nudge his chest lightly “Or when I called Zoro and Robin my type in front of you?”

Law snorts under his breath, shaking his head.

“You’re unbearable.”

“But you still made room for me.” you sing, eyes gleaming.

He gives a small, crooked smile “Maybe I’m the unbearable one then.”

You laugh a real, bright laugh that echoes across the hilltop.

Law’s smile grows just a little wider at the sound. Relief flickers across his face, soft and obvious. You’re you again.

Finally, he clears his throat, pretending to sound serious “So… what’s your answer?”

You step closer.

He stiffens slightly stunned as you take his face between your hands. Gently. Tenderly.

He doesn’t move.

He doesn’t breathe.

And you lean up, closing the last bit of space between you, and kiss him.

Slow and shaky at first, because you’re still crying a little, still overwhelmed, but certain. So certain.

Law freezes for a second, like he can’t believe this is real, and then kisses you back, fierce and sure.

The key in your hand presses between your palms and his chest, warm between you.

When you finally pull back, you rest your forehead against his.

Breathing the same air.

Smiling through fresh tears.

“My answer,” you whisper, voice trembling with happiness, “is yes.”

Law exhales slowly.

Like he’s been holding that breath for months.

And for the first time since you met him, you see him look… happy.

Not just relieved. Not just proud. But truly, deeply, happy.

He wraps his arms around you again, pulling you tightly against him.

“Welcome home.” he murmurs against your hair.

And this time, you don’t have to hide your tears. You’re already exactly where you want to be.

You and Law walk back down the hill, side by side.

You’re still smiling so much your face hurts.

He’s still trying to act like he’s unaffected but the tiny smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth gives him away.

As you get closer to the docks, you realize… nobody left.

Your two crews, the Strawhats, and even Kid’s crew, they’re all still there, scattered across the beach. Watching around nervously. Waiting.

You spot Kid crossing his arms with a scowl.

Luffy bouncing up and down, pointing in your direction.

Your own crew pacing around, stressed out.

As soon as they see you, smiling, laughing, nudging Law’s arm while you talk, a visible wave of relief goes through all of them.

You can almost hear them all thinking thank god.

You break into a run the last few meters and crash into your crew, grabbing them into a messy group hug.

“What happened?!” your vice-captain asks, pulling back to look you over, worried.

You wink dramatically.

“Let’s just say—” you throw an arm around his shoulders and point grandly toward the docks, “—let’s say goodbye to our small ship companion!”

Everyone stares at you.

“…What?” someone says slowly.

You grin and, still leaning on your vice-captain, spin both of you around and point toward the Polar Tang, Law’s big yellow submarine.

“That’s our new ship!” you declare proudly.

Your crew gasps.

Your vice-captain blinks once.

“…Y/N, that’s hard to steal,” he says very seriously “Especially if you announce it in front of the owners—”

“No need to steal anything.” Law cuts in, walking up behind you.

Everyone turns to him like he’s a second sun suddenly appearing.

He shoves his hands into his pockets, speaking in his usual calm tone.

“The Heart Pirates made space,” Law says simply “For your captain and for all of you. You’re moving in with us. If you want.”

You turn back to your crew, practically bouncing on your feet.

Their mouths hang open. Someone drops a crate. Someone else stares between you and Law like he’s doing math he can’t solve.

Finally, your vice-captain recovers first.

“…Is that because you’re in love with our Captain?” he says suspiciously.

Dead silence.

Law closes his eyes slowly like he regrets his entire life.

You cackle and elbow him lightly.

“I’ll take that as a yes!” your vice-captain says, victorious.

Behind you, you hear Kid muttering, “No way…”

Luffy gasping loudly.

Zoro smirking like he knew this from the beginning.

Others chuckling.

You just beam, throwing your arms wide “Welcome to our new home, idiots!”

Your crew finally cheers, still confused, still overwhelmed, but happy. Because they trust you. Because somehow, things worked out better than anyone ever imagined.

And Law just watches you.

Like he still can’t believe you’re really here.

It turns out moving ships isn’t as easy as it sounds.

Even with a small, humble ship like yours, there’s a lot to haul.

Your crew is busy carrying crates and bags, helped by the Heart Pirates who, surprisingly, don’t complain much. Some of them already joking like they gained new weird family members.

Meanwhile, you’re in your little cabin, trying to pack up your personal treasures.

Law kneels beside an open chest, carefully picking through the things you’re keeping, like he’s cataloging them in his mind.

He holds up one colorful book.

“…Comics?” he says, a little amused.

You glance over, smiling softly “Yeah. I love them.”

Law flips through the pages curiously.

You sit on the edge of your bed, hugging a small pillow to your chest.

“As I told you when I was a kid,” you say, voice lighter than the weight of your words, “I didn’t have many friends. After I ate my devil fruit… people were scared of me.”

You pause, smiling a little sadly “So I started reading. Comics, mostly. It was like… a way to escape. I could be anywhere, anyone, for a little while.”

Law stops flipping the pages. He doesn’t say anything, but when you glance up, his gaze is soft. Understanding.

You clear your throat, shaking off the heaviness, and grin teasingly.

“And besides,” you add, pointing a finger at him, “I saw you nerding out over Sanji’s raid suit that day. You’re a nerd too!”

Law blinks like you hit him with something invisible.

“I was analyzing the technology.” he says flatly.

“Uh-huh,” you hum, smirking “Nerd.”

He huffs, a tiny twitch of a smile pulling at the corner of his mouth.

You beam, feeling lighter.

But after another five minutes of trying to shove too many things into a box, you flop dramatically onto your bed.

“Lawww…” you whine, kicking your feet “Can’t you use your powers to move my stuff? I’m tiiired.”

You stick your bottom lip out in a ridiculous, exaggerated pout.

Law doesn’t even blink.

“No.” he says simply.

You groan, sitting up with a fake glare.

“Fine,” you huff “Then I’ll do it myself.”

You throw yourself off the bed and charge at him, arms stretched out like you’re about to touch him and steal his powers.

Law steps back instinctively but instead of copying his powers, you just crash into his chest, wrapping your arms tightly around him.

He freezes for half a second.

Then his arms slide around you too, steady, sure, like they were always meant to be there.

You press your cheek against his jacket, grinning.

“I like my solution better.” you mumble happily.

Before he can answer, the door creaks open.

Your vice-captain steps in, with Shachi trailing behind him, both holding empty crates.

They both stop dead.

They stare at the two of you, wrapped up together like you’re glued at the heart.

“…Uh,” your vice-captain says awkwardly, “we finished moving all the crates and wanted to see if you needed help...”

He looks at Law’s hands still around you “...but maybe you don’t?”

Shachi snickers.

“Is this our new life now?” he says with a huge grin.

You laugh brightly without letting go of Law, tilting your head up just enough to smirk.

“Yup,” you chirp “Get used to it!”

Law sighs against your hair, a soft sound, tired but fond.

Like he already knows this is his life now too, but he doesn’t mind one bit.

After hours of moving crates, boxes, and furniture, everything is finally ready.

You stand on the deck of the Polar Tang, looking around in awe.

Your old little ship, full of memories, is now officially part of your past.

Your future starts here.

“Come on,” Bepo says, waving you and your crew inside excitedly “We’ll show you your rooms!”

You follow him.

The corridors are tight, submarine life, but clean and well-kept.

You pass room after room: some smaller ones where your crew will stay (they’re already cheering and picking spots like kids at a sleepover).

Finally, Bepo stops in front of a bigger door.

He throws it open dramatically “Ta-daaa!”

You step inside and blink.

Your new room is huge compared to the others. There’s a real bed, a bookshelf, an actual desk and even a small couch tucked against one wall.

It’s… beautiful. Simple, but everything you never had on your tiny ship.

Your crew piles in behind you.

“…This is not fair.” your vice-captain says, pouting.

“She’s already getting favoritism.” someone else grumbles, only half joking.

Law, standing at the doorway with his arms crossed, speaks calmly “It’s because she’s a captain.”

You’re about to thank him but your teasing nature wins.

You smirk, twirling toward him.

“And his wife,” you say sweetly “Or… ex-wife?”

Law stiffens visibly.

His mouth opens slightly, like he wants to say something, anything, but no words come out.

Shachi and Penguin snort so hard they almost fall over.

Bepo covers his mouth, trying to hide a laugh.

Your crew laughs too, loving the sight of the usually calm and composed Law looking completely flustered.

You saunter up to him, poking his chest playfully.

“It’s fine, Captain Law,” you tease “You can still call me your wife if you want.”

Law glares at you half-heartedly, his cheeks slightly pink.

“Don’t push your luck.” he mutters under his breath.

You grin wider but everyone can see the way he watches you now.

Not with annoyance, not even with just fondness, but with something deeper that says this is exactly where you’re meant to be.

Your new life has begun and it’s already a mess.

In the best way possible.

Happy arc:

The Heart Pirates really went all out.

They hung decorations all over the Polar Tang, even though it made the tight corridors look like a festival stand.

The small dining room is packed, your crew and theirs mixing together, eating, laughing, yelling over each other.

Someone put on music (you’re not sure where they even found a radio down here) and Bepo keeps trying to dance without knocking anyone over.

It’s chaos. Good chaos.

You sit tucked away at the edge of the room, nursing a drink, eyes soft as you watch everyone celebrate.

It’s the first time you’ve seen your crew so relaxed with another. It’s the first time you’ve felt… safe.

And then, out of the corner of your eye, you see Law leaning against the wall, away from the noise.

You smile.

Without even thinking, you slip through the crowd and grab his hand, threading your fingers through his.

Law looks down at you, a little surprised.

You just smile up at him bright, full of life.

“Hey,” you say softly “Just wanted to steal you for a second.”

You tug him along a few steps, just enough that you’re out of the direct line of sight from the others, who are too busy drinking and laughing to notice anyway.

You stop and face him, still holding his hand.

“I’m really happy.” you tell him honestly.

Your voice drops to something a little softer, something that feels almost private, just for him “I didn’t know it could feel like this. Being part of something… safe. Being wanted.”

Law’s thumb brushes lightly against your knuckles.

“You deserve it.” he says simply, like it’s a fact, no hesitation at all.

You grin wider, tilting your head teasingly.

“So…” you drawl “How does it work now? Two captains on one ship?”

Law raises an eyebrow.

“I outrank you.” he says dryly.

You snicker.

“But I’m more fun.” you shoot back.

Law’s lips twitch into something dangerously close to a smile.

You lean in closer, lowering your voice so only he can hear.

“And what about if we want to sleep together, hm? My room, yours…” You tap your chin thoughtfully “Or should we alternate?”

Law chokes slightly.

You laugh under your breath, proud of yourself for making the great Trafalgar D. Water Law flustered again.

But you squeeze his hand to let him know you’re teasing, and serious... and here, with him.

Law tugs you a little closer, enough that your foreheads almost touch.

“We’ll figure it out.” he murmurs.

And somehow, those three simple words sound like a promise. About more than just rooms.

About a future. Together.

You close your eyes for a moment, just breathing him in.

The smell of the sea, the sharp clean scent of his jacket, the steady warmth of him.

You’re home.

Finally.

And this time, you’re not alone.

[kanyerealdaughter]

— ★ MHA MEN IN THE MOTHERLAND

characters - bakugo , deku , todoroki , kirishima , denki , sero , tenya , shinso , monoma , hawks , dabi , shigaraki , aizawa, all might , endeavor. | all around the world event! |

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KATSUKI BAKUGO - walks like the land is testing him, and he welcomes the challenge. sun beating down, dust in his sandles, and still he moves like fire doesn’t fear heat. but the way he watches you? that’s the softest part of the whole damn trip.

safari reaction - mutters “ tch.” at the first elephant. but doesn’t look away. lions gets a grin from him. “ they know they’re kings. i respect that.”

secretly takes a photo of you with the giraffes. keeps it in his phone forever.

food experience - grumbles at first. then devours everything. “ spicy. i like it.” compliments the chef with a firm nod.

ends up cooking one dish himself. “ don’t say shit, but this stew’s better than what we make at home.”

cultural experience - he joins a drum circle. plays so hard the locals cheer. kids cling to him, call him random nickanme besides him telling them his name millions of times.

he pulls you aside that night. “ thanks for bringin’ me. i needed this.”

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IZUKU ‘DEKU’ MIDORIYA - touches everything like it might vanish. gentle, grateful, glowing. he’s a student again here, wide-eyed and full of wonder. and when he looks at you under the stars? he swears he’s the luckiest man alive.

safari reaction - takes detailed notes. names every bird. asks a hundred questions. cries quietly when he sees a baby elephant. “ it’s so pure.”

you wipe his tears for him. he whispers, “ i’ll never forget this.”

food experience - tries very bite with reverence. “ the spices… they tell a story.” he says you look at him and his whole face is red. he jots down recipes to try back home with you. helps clean up and thanks everyone personally.

cultural experience - joins a dance with awkward energy. kids absolutely love him. gets a painted symbol on his forehead from a village elder. later tells you. “ this place… it feels like hope.”

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SHOTO TODOROKI - walks like the land cools for him, the sun touches but doesn’t burn. he doesn’t say much, but his eyes drink in everything. africa strips him down to the boy he once was curious, cautious, and quietly in awe of the world… and of you.

safari reaction - stares at a cheetah for too long. “ they move like fire.” holds your hand tighter when the hyenas laugh. doesn’t say why. the sunset was so beautiful,

“ my mother would love this view.” he murmurs.

food experience - eats thoughtfully. sensitive to spice. drinks lots of milk. asks for the meanings behind dishes. thanks the cooks sincerely.

shares every bite with you. “ i want you to taste what i taste.”

cultural experience - watches children play soccer. joins in quietly. wins, then lets them win. a local braids a thread into his hair, he leaves it there. that night he says. “ i feel different here… freer.”

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EIJRO KIRISHIMA - moves like the world is made for joy. every step in the red earth is a celebration. he laughs loud, hugs hard, and makes everyone feel like family. with you? he’s a volcano of warmth.

safari reaction - gasps at hippos at how big they are. climbs a lookout rock with you on his back.

“ for the view, babe!”

records when an elephant splashes in a river.

food experience - dives into everything soon he’s gonna be on the toilet praying he didn’t. “ THIS is flavor, bro!” cheers for the cook. asks to learn one dish himself. brings you the best bites like a proud caveman.

cultural experience - dances until his knees give out. kids copy all his moves. joins a woodworking session. craves a tiny lion for you.

tells you. “ this place made me stronger. in the best way.”

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DENKI KAMINARI - lands like it’s spring break, but quickly tunes into the rhythm of the land. he cracks jokes, but his wonder is real. and the way he clings to your arm at sunset? he’s never been more grounded.

safari reaction - screams when a baboon jumps out. pretends it didn’t scare him. tries to get a selfie with every animal. ends up with mostly blurry shots. almost falls out of the jeep, but he still manages a perfect one of you smiling.

“ this one’s going on my wall.”

food experience - loves the grilled meats. spices hit him like lightning, he cries. “ i’m suffering, but i love it.” accidentally volunteers to help and ends up peeling over 50 onions.

cultural experience - plays tag with local kids until he collapses. tries drumming, fails still gets applause. he pulls you aside grinning and says. “ this? this is living.”

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SERO HANTA - walks like the breeze carries him light, laughing, and adaptable. he greets strangers like old friends, slips into rhythm like he belongs, and somehow always ends up with kids hanging off his arms. with you, he’s even brighter.

safari reaction - dangles off the jeep for better views. “ check that giraffe’s neck!” gets chased briefly by a curious baby zebra. laughs the whole time.

“ this is wild, babe. literally.”

food experience - tries street food without hesitation. loves the grilled plantains. accidentally bites into a chili pepper, cries with pride.

“ worth it.” he wheezes, sweating.

cultural experience - gets roped into helping paint a mural at a community center. leaves his handprint in the corner. he joins a weaving circle and actually gets good at it.

“ this isn’t just cool, it’s humbling,” he says, eyes soft. “ i feel lucky.”

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TENYA IIDA - walks like he’s trying to be the best guest possible. polite, respectful, deeply observant. but when he sees how alive the land is, how untamed, he lets go. just a bit. and you see the man beneath the rules.

safari reaction - names each animal like a textbook. his eyes lit up once he saw a black panther. pulls you into a shaded spot, lets himself breathe.

food experience - first asks if everything is clean.. like everything before learning proper etiquette. eats slowly, respectfully. writes a thank-you note in the local dialect. sneaks you extra fruit under the table.

cultural experience - watches a dance before joining. perfects the rhythm after three tries. kids imitate his serious posture, he laughs for once. he tells you seriously at night. “ i’m glad i came… with you.”

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HITOSHI SHINSO - blends into the shade like he’s always belonged there hoodie up, hands in pockets, voice low. but when he speaks, people listen. not because he commands it, but because he respects the silence that came before.

safari reaction - watches the predators move in near silence. doesn’t flinch when a hyena comes close to the jeep. quietly murmurs. “ it’s peaceful, in a primal way.”

food experience - tries everything once, always polite. compliments the chef with sincerity.

“ it’s different.” he says, “ but its good.”

cultural experience - observes before acting. kids braid his hair while he listens to elders tell stories. leaves a handmade bracelet on a statue as thanks. “ you learn more when you’re not trying to be the loudest.”

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NEITO MONOMA - walks like he’s filming a personal documentary, overdramatic, hand gestures sharp, words theatrical. but there’s sincerity in his awe, and when he quiets down, you catch him actually moved.

safari reaction - gasps at every new animal like it’s a magical creature.

“ behold! nature’s royalty, the cheetah!” trips once running from a bug. plays it off like performance art.

food experience - narrates each bite like a gourmet judge. “ the spice! the soul! the seasoning!” actually helps with dishes, humming joyfully.

cultural experience - joins in traditional dance. does the most. somehow nails it. practices greetings in the local language until perfect.

says with misty eyes. “ they treated me like i belonged.”

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KEIGO ‘HAWKS’ TAKAMI - glides through space like he was born for it wide skies, wild laughter, sharp eyes on everything. he’s charming without trying, but it’s the still moments your hand in his, your laugh echoing, that make him stay quiet.

safari reaction - stands on the jeep roof with wings spread wide. “ feels like freedom.” dives to stop a hat from flying away, returns it to a kid with a wink.

watches a hawk in flight, eyes soft. “ cousin.” he jokes.

food experience - he eats quickly, noisily, happily. loves the grilled meats. flirts with the cook and gets extra servings.

“ they really cook with love here.” he grins.

cultural experience - dances with kids barefoot, feathers catching the sun. he also flying kites with the children. later whispers to you. “ i don’t want to leave.”

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TOUYA ‘DABI’ TODOROKI - moves like heat mirage, real and unreal all at once. eyes half-lidded, voice dragging, but nothing escapes his notice. he doesn’t talk much to others, but he lets you lean into him like he’s solid ground.

safari reaction - stares at vultures circling above. “ guess we’re not so different.” chuckles watching a lion laze in the sun. “ that’s the life.” hold your hand tighter than usual. says nothing about it.

food experience - pokes at unfamiliar dishes but ends up liking them. like the fire-cooked stuff best. gives his food to a kid without being asked.

cultural experience - sits by the fire long after everyone else sleeps. let elders paint a symbol on his arm, doesn’t flinch.

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SHIGARAKI TOMURA - doesn’t fit in, and he doesn’t try to. fingers twitch, eyes wary, always on edge. but when no one recoils, when kids smile up at him instead of running, you see something break quietly behind his scowl.

safari reaction - doesn’t like how open the plains are. “ too exposed.” but stops cold at a black panther slinking through the grass. “…beautiful.” touches a tree bark gently. he doesn’t destroy it.

food experience - eats reluctantly at first. “ it’s weird.” but takes seconds of roasted meat. quietly admits. “ tastes real.” lets you wipe his mouth clean like he’s a kid again.

cultural experience - watches kids dance with a blank stare. a local grandma calls him “ haunted but good.” he almost smiles.

“ they don’t know me..” he says later. “And they still… liked me.”

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AIZAWA SHOUTA - steps like the wind might carry him off soft, careful, always watching. he’s not here to be seen, but somehow ends up respected by everyone without trying. the kids call him “sensei” before he even speaks. perhaps he just gives off the vibe.

safari reaction - lies back and watches birds with binoculars for hours. names constellations in the sky while you rest against him. “ everything here works in balance,” he murmurs. “ no need for flash.”

food experience - eats what’s given. no complaints. quiet thank yous. makes tea with locals and shares stories in exchange. “ simple is best,” he tells you, content.

cultural experience - fixes a broken wheel with kids in a dusty village. teaches a few stretches to an elder who has back pain.

“ good people.” he says. “ you can feel it in their hands.”

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TOSHINORI ‘ALL MIGHT’ YAGI - carries sunshine like a second skin. his smile is softer, his voice humbler, but out here, among the people and the stories, he becomes something not larger-than-life, just purely human.

safari reaction - marvels like a child at the elephants. “ incredible strength… but so gentle.” helps lift kids into the jeep one by one. they cheer.

“ this.” he tells you, eyes bright, “ is what peace feels like.”

food experience - praises every dish. asks for seconds and thirds. mearns how to roast maize from an elder and does it wrong. laughs at himself.

“ it’s the company that makes it delicious,” he says.

cultural experience - joins in a storytelling circle, voice rich and warm. gets asked to bless a new community garden, takes it seriously. also becomes the neighborhood playing and helping with the kids.

“ this is heroism too.” he says. “ lifting lives without fists.”

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ENJI ‘ENDEAVOR’ TODOROKI - walks like fire held in check rigid, intense, commanding. but in this place, where no one knows his name or shame, he lets himself breathe. and somehow, he’s quieter when holding your hand in the sun.

safari reaction - watches lions in silence. “ hm they lead through presence, not volume.” kids are somewhat scared of him first, until he helps one up from a fall. holds your waist in the front keel, steady even as the road shakes.

food experience - grills meat over fire with practiced hands. adds his own twist. accepts praise awkwardly. “ it’s… edible.” but you catch him smiling at the compliments.

cultural experience - works side by side with village builders. doesn’t say much just lifts, hammers, helps. a child draws flames on his hand with markers. he leaves it on all day.

he becomes the neighborhood father for the rest of the trip. “ they don’t care who i was.” he mutters. “ just who i am here.”

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[kenzdolls]

𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐎����𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒:

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚 𝐱 𝐔𝐀 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭! 𝐠𝐧! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 @haikyuubby

MEETING NEITO MONOMA:

he probably met you during the sports festival or some inter-class training exercise. instantly, he's got you pegged. what's your quirk? How can he use it against you...or, well, analyze it strategically?

if you're in 1-A: Oh, the drama. he'll use every opportunity to subtly (or not-so-subtly) mock your class. it's his bread and butter, but there’s a glint in his eye when you retort. he loves someone who keeps up.

if you’re in another support class: he’s lowkey impressed with your skills, but he’s not gonna show it at first. he’ll “test” your inventions/ideas, offering critiques that are unnecessarily harsh but secretly constructive.

no matter what, he remembers everything about your quirk after seeing it once. he's already thinking about how to use it. not necessarily in a malicious way, but in a “what if” scenario kind of way. like a twisted game of chess.

he'll probably try to shake you with a comment that sounds like it's targeted at you, but actually, it's targeting all of 1-A.

MONOMA CRUSHING ON YOU:

he denies it. vehemently. to everyone. especially himself. it's "strategic interest," nothing more. he needs to understand you...for reasons.

he starts showing up where you are. A lot. "purely coincidental," of course. he just happens to be studying in the library at the same time you are...every day.

his jabs become...less pointed. More teasing. he still roasts 1-A, but when you're around, the jabs are more directed at you for whatever your thoughts are at that moment. and he actually listens (mostly).

he will “help” you study, which quickly devolves into him quizzing you relentlessly and then smugly correcting you, but will explain in a way that is actually beneficial.

if someone else is flirting with you? oh, he’s livid. but he’s not going to start a fight. instead, he will find some way to subtly undermine the potential rival with a cutting remark about their quirk or their intelligence while maintaining plausible deniability.

he analyzes everything about you. your strengths, your weaknesses, your study habits, your favorite tea, your handwriting, even the way you fidget when you're nervous. it's all "data," but he's memorizing it like it's poetry.

secretly, he likes the way you challenge him. you make him think, and he appreciates that, even if he’d rather die than admit it.

DATING NEITO MONOMA:

the confession? a disaster. he probably tries to play it off as an experiment, a challenge, or some other convoluted excuse, but the blush on his face gives him away. you have to basically spell it out for him.

dates are…interesting. expect a lot of intellectual debates, museum visits disguised as "research," and him trying to impress you with obscure facts.

he's surprisingly attentive. he remembers every little detail you’ve ever mentioned and will use that to surprise you with thoughtful (if slightly eccentric) gestures.

he will defend you to the death. if anyone dares to insult you, he will unleash a torrent of scathing wit so brutal it would make bakugo blush.

he loves to copy your quirk, especially if it's something he can use to tease you. expect demonstrations and exaggerated imitations.

he has a soft spot for physical affection, but he’ll never initiate it in public. it's usually a stolen hand squeeze or a quick hug when no one's looking. he’s a bit awkward about it, but he cherishes those moments.

he’s fiercely protective of you, but not in a smothering way. he trusts your judgment and abilities. he just wants to make sure you know he's always there for you.

he is a surprisingly good listener, even if he interjects with snarky comments from time to time. he genuinely cares about what you have to say and values your opinion.

he’s a surprisingly loyal and devoted partner. once he commits, he's all in.

© 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 —

[sunnystars2023]

Ways BNHA Boys Show Their Love

Group 3

Synopsis: The ways the boys of BNHA show their love and affection to you.

Characters Included: Neito Monoma, Hitoshi Shinso, Tamaki Amaijki, and Mirio Togata

Group 1/Group 2

🔋👾🌀⭐️🐸⭐️🌀👾🔋👾🌀⭐️🐸⭐️🌀👾🔋

Neito Monoma

Monoma is not quiet and never has been. His love for you also isn’t quiet or invisible. He LOVES being around you and being your partner. He is probably the most clingy lover you could have. PDA is something Monoma CONSTANTLY gets in trouble for so he’s toned it down to just hand holding and a few kisses but if he could he would be doing so much more.

Monoma is loud, charismatic, and some what obnoxious. He truly believes his class is the best and he believes the same about you. He is absolutely obsessed with you. He boasts you up so much that every in UA and the surrounding area and Schools know just how great you are. He thinks the world of you as if you’re a goddess that the world doesn’t deserve.

Monoma knows your boundaries and your body lingo to a T. He knows just who to make you feel better when your down. He loves to cuddle up to you whether you’re up on the couch or in your bed or even in the cafeteria. Need someone to hold your hand, he’s already doing it. Need someone to talk shit with, He’s ready to serve. Someone talking trash about you, he’s found them and sorted them out.

Neito Monoma is your bestie and 10/10 clinger and he loves the shit out of you.

Hitoshi Shinso

Shinso the boy who wasn’t looking for friends much less a lover. He at first didn’t understand why you where so kind to him, but you really grew on him. He loves being around you more then he will ever admit. He likes minimal PDA like hand holding but he won’t kiss you in public.

Shinso LOVES to cuddle. You guys pretty much have a routine. Every night just before curfew you guys meet in one anothers dorm for a cuddle session why are you doing whatever needs to be done and sometimes you guys sleep with each other (NOT LIKE THAT YOU FREAK).

Shinso is your favorite person to go on late night walks with when neither one of you can sleep. You guys walk around the dorm building. He also picks out vinyls he thinks you’d like just because. He knows what you like in your coffee and what your favorite flavor of energy drinks are. He constantly is trying to be the best version of himself for you and is very supportive and helpful.

Hitoshi Shinso is a mysterious boy with a heart of gold who cares endlessly about you.

Tamaki Amaijki

Tamaki is an anxious person. He is nervous about most things and very much swayed away by most people and things. PDA is one of those things. He hates the attention that gets placed on him. He can only take so many people looking at him.

Tamaki is so understanding and comforting. He supports you through anything and everything. He’s the hug you want on a bad day. You and him are each other’s lifeboat. He also quietly observes you and knows when you need him. You both love to cook together. He makes little treats for you.

Tamaki takes you out on quiet picnic dates. He likes to spend all of his time with you. He gets pretty crossed when he can’t be around you. Definitely an act of service kind of dude. Words sometimes are too much.

Tamaki Amaijki is awkward and anxious, but still a great lover.

Mirio Togata

Mirio is a silly ball of sunshine and raw power.He good at what he does knows it but is still humble. He doesn’t mind people looking at him especially if he’s with his person so PDA is okay! So hold his hand, kiss his face, and love the hell out of him.

Mirio is a people person but he also is understanding of your feelings and will always put yours first. He is very open with how he feels and no one can doubt that he loves you. He walks you to and from class. Writes you love notes. The whole shebang. He wants you to never doubt that he loves you.

Mirio is surprisingly protective as he knows first hands the danger of people and being a hero. He likes to keep you close and go with you when you need. He doesn’t want anything to harm you. He’s a good guy but if anything where to come for you….

Mirio Togata is a golden retriever lover, funny guy but also wickedly strong when it comes to you.

🔋👾🌀⭐️🐸⭐️🌀👾🔋👾🌀⭐️🐸⭐️🌀👾🔋

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[mitsua]

PLEASE, SLEEP!

synopsis: they see you haven't been sleeping properly lately (1.95k) pairings: neito monoma, momo yaoyorozu, izuku midoriya x reader (separately)

neito monoma

kendo was the first one who noticed actually, then asked him if you had told him something about it, but he didn't pay much attention and continued with his casual talk about how bad class 1-A is...

but some days later, he started watching a few alarms of your lack of sleep. like, you haven't been participating the little you did or the much you did as always, you were... quieter than ever. just agreeing to whatever he said about flattering himself or either trash other classes. and he didn't like that—he didn't like to not be the center of your attention—how could his soulmate not care more about him? so, of course he started worrying more and more.

there was this day in particular in which you looked so exhausted; when he first watched you arrive to the classroom and started walking to your seat to talk a bit while kendo wasn't still there yet, he saw your puffy eyes and the bags under them. your hair was a bit mesy, and when you finally got the courage to speak with him as if you had nothing, he seemed... worried? at least that's what you thought, but not caring at all since the exams were coming and thought it was about that, not hearing the little sentence he whispered to you, and he just acted like nothing and brushed it off quickly, starting with a little conversation until the teacher or kendo, showed up and started the class.

"i need to know what's with you, my love"

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after deciding one of your couple dates place—which would be at the beach—monoma was trying to ignore kendo's "with good intentions", suggestions (these were more like: "remember you have to treat them very well monoma, if you do something to upset them, they won't be the only one's who end up being mad with you, got it?"). and was trying to be more positive to come up with a way to ask about your problems and why did you look sleepy everytime.

with you, well... let's say you almost forgot about your date but thanks to your alarm you were ready, still with those bags under your eyes, you even tried covering them up with some makeup, but they still could be seen.

at the beach, monoma had placed a picnic on the sand, the sunset was beautiful and it warmed up everyone's eyes. monoma saw you coming to him, with a little smile on your face, you greeted him, responding to your 'hello', he kissed your hand and told you to take a sit.

minutes later, you were now embraced by your boyfriend's arms, in a lovely cuddle still admiring the sun, and how calming the water sounded. with this calmness, monoma asked you his past fear this last days.

"have you been you ok? have you been sleeping enough?"

your eyes widened a bit, and turned your head to look at those grayish blue eyes, they demanded for an answer—you couldn't just say 'i'm fine', like you always did—so with a sigh you respond, explaining yourself and nightmares that had been tormenting you and the constant thought of you not being important for anyone in the world.

of course this surprised him, and with each sentence you finished, you could feel his arms tensing more and more. when you locked eyes with him once again, finishing with your speech, he squished you even more, kissing your forehead and with much care, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs, full of love and affection, making you feel comfortable and think that maybe you weren't alone at all.

you knew monoma wouldn't talk that much about love or cheesy things, he'd rather talk days and days about how good he is or how bad is class 1-A as always. so you were sure this was more than just a hug, it was his 'I'm here for you' and he won't let go for the next minutes.

"thank you, neito".

from then, he'd constatly remind you (on his own way) to get to sleep at the same time as him which is at 9 p.m. approximately.

if you're already at your bed but can't find how to sleep, you'll just need to text him—'can't sleep'—and he'd be inmediately in his way over your dorm, to cuddle up with you, or start a videocall and finally sleep.

momo yaoyorozu

she noticed it, no one had to tell her. since her lovable and caring self it's observant, she knew you weren't sleeping enough. but, how could she tell you without sounding like a stalker? since she's been trying to figure out if it was really your lack of sleep what was affecting you.

but of course, it was your schedule; sometimes you'd eat at the time been given to—at lunch—but others, you'd just stay at the classroom, doing homeworks or some project. sometimes at the afternoon, she would see you playing some videogames or just chilling at the common room with the class, and others would just see you restlessly pulling your hair and eating from concern of the recent exams' results.

you clearly weren't doing fine—so she decided to make subtle moves, comments or questions, to make you enter in reason of your actual situation, which was that you weren't okay, and weren't looking forward to get better.

and you got the 'hint', and felt even worse at yourself for being a burden to your loved one—at least that's the way you took it.

oh boy, her expression when she heard you crying and insulting yourself about your stupid schedule and how you couldn't even order something as 'simple' as your own life behind closed doors. she felt guilty, so she opened your dorm's door, and quickly hugged you, crying along with you, and telling she didn't mean to make you feel like that—that she just couldn't find a good way to tell you to take better care of yourself.

after both of you calmed down, still hugging each other, Momo told you to she'd gladly help you to order your schedule. for you to be fine, and finally get the peace you've been craving for without knowing. you accepted and thanked her, 'how sweet of her—to help with such a burden as you' you thought, not realizing you actually said it out loud, earning a little smack on your forehead from her for saying such a comment about yourself.

"ok ok, I'll stop saying things like that. and now, seriously, thank you for doing this momo, it really helps me and I hope we can go out on more dates once everything's in order".

after this, she'd stick up with you almost everytime, not in a bad way—but to help you studying and with the homework so you get to sleep peacefully, finally, without pressure.

izuku midoriya

his soulmate, oh, he could spent hours talking about them, or talking with them, you'd never get bored of him. little things made you feel even more in love with him; like his shining eyes whenever he saw all might, the smiles he gave to eri when she visited the dorms—specially at the christmas' celebrations class 1-A organized at the dorms—or each scar which meant how hard he was trying to be a good hero. and he was your good hero, your boyfriend.

this thoughts started as something you were so happy, you admire him, but slowly and with each thing you found more interesting about him, you felt you weren't enough for him. 'will he leave you because you weren't like him?' 'because you weren't giving your best at the classes exactly, just like him?'. this was tiring—you even had nightmares about it—everyone telling you that you aren't enough or emphazing your mistakes or remembering embarrassing moments you've had through your life.

this suffering was suffocating. it got to a point where you started to re-organize your day and take advantage of your productive day and your hours of sleep, soon more peace and less negative meetings with your nightmares, but just as soon, almost everyone noticed.

two things things in particular were the ones that gave you away:

many sounds could be heard at dawn. some dropped pencils, the pass of the pages you read from your books to study, among others. even when you tried to be as quiet as you could, no one's perfect, so of course somethings were out of your control.

the bags under you eyes and lack of attention at anything thay could be showed to you, or even at a simple conversation; you forgot about almost everything, and this was more than enough to find out about your bad sleeping habits.

you weren't "ok".

izuku had been thinking in a way to confront you about this without sounding rude in any way. taking some advice by his friends, he'd show up at the park at 5:00 p.m.—just as you did—the next day and talk about it.

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at 4:50 there was midoriya calmly recalling his plans to ask you and imaginating any way you could react to his question—probably freaking out a bit, probably feeling bad and leaving him alone, probably—

you were infront of him and took him by surprise, but beeing happily greeted, his characteristic smile shining just as much as the sun behind him. it blinded you.

after talking a bit about how's school going, (or mostly izuku reminding you what were you talking about 5 minutes ago), he decided to ask, "hey, i've been noticing you're staying up late, and spacing out many times a day. every five minutes you ask about what were you talking about, and i'm sure there's something wrong, so please, tell me".

'dear lord, he knew it, he knew there was something wrong—how did he-did you-but-you had to tell everything'. and with a serious but little smile, looking at the now very interesting floor, you started talking about the questions that would suddenly pop up in your mind, erasing little by little the smile you had.

he was definitely not expecting that kind of answer or reaction, despite this, he listened closely to each of your own questions, soon embracing you in a hug, he felt with the urge to let you know he loved you more than anything, and told you he would never leave you because of something like that.

"i'm sure you're dealing with much now, but you have me. i would never judge you, and you should take care of youself. don't think you won't be enough for me. if so, i'm the one who should be worried, you're such a great and lovely soul, thanks for being with me".

he's been always clingy with you, so he'd not change this. and if you're both confused with projects or studying, he'd ask iida or even shoto (if he knows how to explain and agreeds to help) for help. also—he would set alarms on your phone in case he can't be by yourside at the sleeping time, so you know when to and text him, you'll sleep.

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MHA boys- headcannon response to hearing that you’re pregnant

all characters aged up!

fab-reader, message me if you want any-other character and or headcannon response!

“Surprise!”

Immediately glares at you thinking it’s a prank, you had conveniently ‘surprised’ him once he got home from late hero work with a box placed on your shared bed. After he opened it, he thought you were joking, before saying something like ‘you’re crazy’ or ‘is this a joke’, but soon realized you were before for-reals when your expression changed. He IMMEDIATELY wrapped you in a hug saying that he’s so happy, before ending the conversation with a ‘are you being serious y/n’..

(-he’s deadass so excited!!!)

Katsuki Bakugou, Hitoshi Shinsou, Neito Monoma, Shota Aizawa,

“NO!”

After you had sat him down on the couch you had told him you were expecting.. His faced twisted into joy, before saying ‘No!’ over and over with you responding with a ‘Yes!” (all in a joyful manner not bad!!) He would then proceed to pull out his phone, opening the ‘notes app’ before showing you all the names he had saved up.. ‘and Lane oh oh and Lorelai no no oh wait what about Karmi no wait I know I know what about Vani!!!!’ legit him bro..

level 1000 excited!

Mirio Togata, Denki Kaminari, Kirishima Eijiro, Sero Hanta, Present Mic

“How are you feeling baby”

After telling him the news he immediately thought about your health asking questions like ‘how do you feel about having it’ ‘do you think i’m suit enough to be a good dad’ ‘how are you’ things that show he’s worried about being a bad dad, and caring more about how YOU feel about the pregnancy.. he wants to see if you want to have the baby and wants to make sure you feel ready..

the legit best supporter!!

Shoto Todoroki, Keigo Takami, Tamaki Amajiki, Touya Todoroki, Tokoyami Fumikage

“I’m telling everyone, but only everyone we trust”

So So So excited.. Like the second you uttered the words, nervous and quiet, all scared that he would be mad.. But he was the complete opposite! He was more excited than anything, really. He immediately wanted to contact people that he trusted, if it was up to him he’d contact the entire world about the arrival of his spawn, but thinking logically, he was a hero and needed to be careful.. Loves on you the entire pregnancy, and makes cute little cards, sending them to people you both trusted, to inform them of the new arrival of the baby!

AHHHHH!

Izuku Midoriya, Inasa Yoarashi, Tenya Iida, Mezo Shoji

I actually love this so much!!

let me know if you have any specific characters or themes in mind! I don’t judge!

#Onie out!

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MHA Guys x Autistic!Reader Headcanons

ft. Bakugou, Midoriya, Kaminari, Kirishima, Sero, Monoma, and Shinsou!

Katsuki Bakugou

always has all your sensory tools on him!

will shut anyone up who tries to talk to you during a meltdown or when you’re overstimulated

gives you space when u need it but always keeps an eye on you anyways

when you’re ready for affection he is ON IT!!! Cuddles, kisses, doesn’t matter. But he waits for the signals first.

keeps an AAC app for your nonspeaking moments, it’s on his phone.

he actually has a whole section of apps just for you, sensory stuff, soothing music, you name it

he will protect you from yourself if you start to try and hurt yourself. he will hold you so tightly while you cry.

Izuku Midoriya

now he’s one to notice the MINUTE you get overstimulated! And he will make up any excuse to get you out of wherever you guys are!!

he talks to you when you want to be distracted! And he’ll infodump about anything

on that note, he LOVES when you infodump. He thinks it’s the cutest thing you do, especially when you start to lose track of time as you go on.

he will comfort you when you need it! He has a hard time sitting in silence, so he brings fidgets for himself too!

knows where all your sensory tools are in your room, brings his own noise cancelling headphones (he bought you yours! He has the same ones)

Denki Kaminari

oh he’s HORRIBLE at silence! But he will literally zip his mouth shut if he sees you need quiet

he owns a lot of fidgets already and all kinds of flexible seating options (his favorite is one of those exercise balls)

he will play with your hair and draw circles over your skin to meet your physical sensory needs! He’ll also do yoga with you without asking (:

has all your doctors’ names and numbers memorized just in case you have a really bad meltdown

will go dummy mode as a distraction so you can slip away if you get overwhelmed :’)

never gets mad if you snap on accident, will hold you while you cry about how you feel bad you snapped :((

Eijirou Kirishima

LOVES comforting you no matter what happened, but especially if you’ve had a meltdown that you got embarrassed about so you didn’t tell him :/

he loves to touch you, to hug you, and gives you the pressure you need to regulate

he reads books about autism to try and understand your needs better

always wants to make sure you’re okay at parties or gatherings, checks in frequently

defends you ALWAYS especially if someone is talking about how you’ve shut down. He makes it personal.

forehead kisses and back rubs when you’ve had a hard day. He will often tuck you in with your weighted blanket that he bought you for your birthday.

Hanta Sero

oh if you need a place to relax he’s got you! He knows how to set an atmosphere fr

he makes sure to only ever use scents that don’t overwhelm you when he cleans his room or lights incense

tells you you’re perfect the way you are and reassures you CONSTANTLY without you asking.

plays games with you because you love them and you said nobody ever wanted to play them with you growing up (he’d never let you feel alone)

genuinely asks how you are, but especially after a hard day. He goes out of his way constantly to check in

makes sure that you’re regulated before bed and as soon as you wake up too! Always meets those sensory needs, but doesn’t realize he’s doing it. It just comes naturally to him.

Neito Monoma

he has no problem being a distraction from any and everything you need, he kinda thrives that way actually!

he would entirely kidnap the moon for you. you told him once that the moon helped you feel grounded and less alone, and he almost went on that impossible mission (he didn't because he wouldn't get to see your face if things went south)

always has your favorite movies ready along with favorite snacks!

will never ever make you feel bad for having a harder day than usual. in fact, he will fight you if you even try to apologize

has no problem telling off anyone who tries to give you a hard time when you're already feeling anxious or overstimulated

Hitoshi Shinsou

you are his most important person and he will not let you ever think otherwise

if you even think of apologizing for being too much, he will immediately put his hand over your mouth and hug you

he rubs your shoulders and gives you pressure when you need it, without even asking. he just knows you that well

he IS the human fidget! If you don't have any sensory tools, he's quick to guide your hand to his fingers, his hair, even his face if you really need to ground.

his voice stays low and he guides you through meltdowns, always holding you when you need that, and giving you space when you don't. but he always stays with you.

Hope you enjoyed!!! I think I'm gonna do another headcanon part with other characters too! thoughts?

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You Are Beneath Me (Sintember) Kaminari Denki

As always, all characters are 18+. This is inspired by this one Monoma fic that I can no longer find- here’s hoping it wasn’t deleted.

Prompt: You Are Beneath Me for @sintember

Pairings: Kaminari Denki x Reader

WARNINGS: yandere themes, NSFW, NON-CON, spitting, slut-shaming, Kaminari is NOT nice in this

“How does the boot taste?”

He was in his hero costume, but he was nothing like a hero. To you, he was a villain, through-and-through.

“Aww look at the poor baby- too weak to fight back, no wonder you dropped out of the hero course in your first year,” Kaminari snickered above you, his black shoe pinning the side of your face into the wooden flooring.

He was right- you couldn’t even begin to fight back. That, or you’d given up by now. You knew what was coming. It was the same every night that he broke into your apartment.

“Your nightgown is so cute,” Kaminari cooed, “I can’t wait to rip it off you.”

“Fuck you,” you seethed.

“Yeah, I’ll get to that in a minute.”

Kaminari leaned down and pulled a pocket knife out of his right pocket. You heard the tearing of fabric and shut your eyes tightly. Another article of clothing, ripped to shreds. Not the first time by a long shot.

“You’re soaking through your panties,” Kaminari snickered, “And you act like you don’t want me. What a slut.”

You squeezed your eyes shut even tighter, wishing you could cover your ears and block out the insults.

Kaminari removed his foot from your face, ripping off the torn nightgown and leaning in to whisper in your ear, “You are beneath me, just a cumdump for me to use whenever I want.”

You spat into his face, but he just laughed at the spit rolling down his cheek, “So feisty- I love it.”

He wrestled you into position- head down, hips up- and used the useless nightgown to tie your wrists in place. He knew from experience that you’d claw his face off if you had the chance.

He hooked a finger into the waistband of your panties and pulled it down and off, pocketing it for later use. 

“You’re so lucky that I love you- with what a slut you are, guys should be lining up to fuck you. Instead, it’s just me.”

You rolled your eyes. There he went again, babbling on about how he “loved” you. What bullshit. If he really loved you, he wouldn’t hurt you and humiliate you.

But Kaminari did love you, in his own twisted way. His own obsessive, possessive way. And now that you were laid bare beneath him, he was ready to make sure you understood that fact.

His arousal only grew as you began to sling curses at him. He wasn’t sure if he was a sadist or masochist or both, just that he loved everything you gave him and everything he took from you.

His drooling, aching cock prodded at your entrance and you fell silent. This was going to happen to you no matter what you said. Just like it always did.

Kaminari pushed into you with little warning, groaning at how your velvety walls hugged his cock, “Fuck- you’re so tight-”

You were warm and wet, and that was all he needed to pound you into the floor. His cock was long enough to hit your cervix with every thrust. You laid there, refusing to open your mouth (you knew you’d moan if you did), but Kaminari wasn’t bothered by your lack of participation.

You felt your orgasm rapidly approaching as he began to hit that delicious spot. He flashed a toothy grin at you, feeling the way your walls pulsed around him, “Getting close, slut?”

You turned your head away, ashamed tears filling your eyes. You could no longer stop the moans from slipping from your mouth. Egged on, Kaminari thrust harder and harder, groans slipping from his own mouth.

Your orgasm crashed into you at full force, tearing a near-scream from you. Feeling your walls clenching around his throbbing cock, Kaminari pulled out immediately, leaving you keeling, and released his load over your lower back. Shot after shot of sticky cum painted your skin and, finally, the tears began to fall.

Kaminari gave your ass a slap and laughed, “What a crybaby cumdump.” He began to pull his pants up (he’d never even taken off his shirt), and walked over to your window, raising it up and getting ready to disappear into the night.

He turned back to you, almost apologetically, and said, “You know I love you, right?”

You let out a sob.

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Not that I don't entirely agree with your take, but I kinda feel like you're over-exaggerating just how Uraraka's "good' treatment is and that it might mostly be misdirected anger?

Like sure her fight with Toga was one of the most well-treated moments of final arc and 431 was unnecessarily centered around her, which sucks because we had more important things to focus on, but honestly I don't think her having it kinda good at the very end of the story makes up for how her character was paid dust for the majority of the anime/manga and how she wasn't allowed to exist in any substantial way beside being the Female Lead™

Like I understand talking about lets say Bakugou or Endeavor (which you do a lot for the later and I respect that) in the way you do, but Uraraka? That poor girl isn't the first person that comes to mind when I think about characters receiving special treatment form the anime or Horikoshi.

Precisely because Uraraka's arc is such a nothingburger for most of the manga, I find it excrutiating how much the epilogue focuses on her so overwhelmingly. She has more panel time than Bakugo and Shoto added together. This is not only about 431. We didn't need 2 out of the 7 epilogue chapters focus on Uraraka. We didn't need more panel time dedicated to Uraraka's shoe in 431 than most Class A characters. We didn't need most of the Volume 42 corrections to be adding more fat to the Uraraka scenes - there were plenty of scenes that needed more corrections or additions. And we certainly didn't need 431 try to convince us how Uraraka is saving the world with a fluffy counselling program, while her higher ranked classmates are all uselessly dying out as a profession.

I also feel a certain meanness how Horikoshi tried to draw Uraraka extra beautiful in 431, while for example, Monoma who pushed her out of the Top 10 got a controversial adult design, along with other male characters (e.g. Shouto).

I think it's normal if fans who stayed around or supported the manga for other characters wanted to see more focused balance, wanted to see their fave succeed and not be used as a cheerleader for Uraraka-sama (like Tsuyu or the UA Big 3 are). It creates resentment and gives a bad impression of Horikoshi, who just decides that now at the end, he can throw away the popular characters who contributed so much the popularity of the franchise.

The anime also gives Uraraka special treatment. I mentioned the OP of S6, but as a Shouto fan I will never forgive bones for cutting scenes from Shouto's climax and cutting the Rising title, while at the same time adding anime-only scenes to the Togachako fight, with the director admitted that she sabotaged Shouto's episode so the emotional emphasis can be on Uraraka, instead of adapting both contents with honesty and let the fans decide. That's not her place.

And yes, I'm angry for all the crappy merch where they insert Uraraka into Shouto-merch to push her, where they force blind merch on fans because she doesn't sell that well. I do feel that Horikoshi was resenting the fandom for not liking Uraraka as much as he does and the epilogue is his pettiness on display as he denies the content fans wanted (like bkdk talk, Shouto getting comfort or hugs from his family, the only hero agency we see is Uraraka's, etc.) for the end.

I compare this with the ending of Haikyuu, where Furadate made sure to give us little glimpses of all the characters post-timeskip, gave all the main ones dedicated chapters and most importantly made everyone feel valid and important for the choices they made.

I feel like Horikoshi is only paying lip service to being grateful to his fans and was not at all interested in giving an uplifting good-bye to his fans in general, only certain fans. And Act 3 Uraraka is the embodiment of this attitude.

The truth is, it's his fault to never committing a theme to Uraraka's character, never making an actual arc for her - always just putting her on unearned pedestals, with fluffy content. Pushing her character so hard in the end just leads to resentment and a feeling of betrayal.

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monoma (high school au!)

for the longest time monoma was the main reason you'd try to avoid going to school. he spent every school day tormenting and making fun of you. and when you'd cry he'd give you that same smirk.

it's the first day of junior year and you walk into your first period class. there he was, as expected, sitting in the seat right next to yours. this happened every year without fail. no matter where you turned he was always there.

one thing about you is that you hated your eyes. you had heterochromia, meaning two different colored eyes. growing up your parents taught you to love it and for the longest time you did. until monoma showed up. he was the staple of perfection. blonde hair. blue eyes. he was just perfect. and to him? you were the farthest thing from.

for years he tormented you. finding new ways to insult your eyes and slowly chip away at whatever confidence you had in them. for years he made you feel like less than you are. and for years you'd let him. you'd let him make you cry and laugh at you. but you were done. you were so done. you'd promised yourself when school ended last year that you wouldn't let him get to you anymore.

so when he insulted you, you didn't respond. you didn't even acknowledge him. you figured he would get bored after not getting the reaction he wanted. but no. he went harder on you. saying things like how the ugliness of your eyes were a reflection on the ugliness of your soul. and how your parents did nothing but lie about your beauty and their love for you.

despite the promise you made to yourself you cried. you let him get to you. you didn't want him to know though. so you left the classroom, not caring about the looks your classmates had given you or your teachers demands for you to return to your seat.

when you left the room you didn't have any specific location in mind. you just needed to get out. you ended up in a deserted classroom. it was empty. quiet. and with that in mind you sat at a desk and you cried. harder than you ever had in a while. you didn't know why his words had hurt so much, but they did.

after some time you heard someone walking into the classroom. you figured your teacher would send someone in after you. you looked up to see who it was, only to be met by monoma. he pulled you out of your seat and he held you by your waist. he used a hand to squeeze your face and force you to look at him.

"you make the cutest faces when you're sad or angry with me. but this," he whispered, his voice laced with mockery "this one is my favorite."

he smiled at you once more before leaning down to kiss your tears. this action flipped a switch and immediately turned your sadness into to anger. you were in shock, who does that? who thinks they have that right? he hurt you. he shattered your heart. and then he had the audacity to show you affection.

you pushed him away from you. you slapped him. something you'd never done before. you yelled at him. and you cried. he made you you feel so many things at once. from the day you met he made you feel so many things.

unsurprisingly he found your outburst funny. he gave you a pitiful look before laughing at you like he always did. he pulled you in for a hug and he stroked your hair. he shushed you and called you cute. it made you blush.

there was always a messed up part of you that loved the attention he gave you. some messed up part that loved when he kissed your tears away. you hated that part of you. it made you sick. but you couldn't deny it. you knew you liked him.

he liked you too, everyone knew it. he showed his affection to you in a twisted way but it was still there. "you know i like you. you know i don't mean what i say.." he cooed, still holding you close.

you gripped his shirt. and you nodded. he leaned down to kiss your forehead sweetly. it made you smile slightly. "now that we're alone.. we should make things official, yes?" he said softly.

you nodded and nothing more. that was all he needed. honestly it was all. you guys stayed there for the remainder of class. and that was it.