#OC Gets Angry

[aheckinmess]

The Straw [Toshinori] (Angst)

(One-shot 24/? in a collection of My Hero Academia one-shots posted regularly on Saturdays - and sometimes Sundays.)

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Tags: Toshinori Yagi, All Might, Smol Might, Small Might, Original Female Character(s), Ichijiku Aoki, Protective Toshinori, Protective All Might, All Might-centric, Young Toshinori Yagi, Angst, Just a Taste of Hurt/Comfort for Flavor, OC Gets Angry, One Might Even Say Furious, No Actual Trees Were Harmed in the Making of This Prompt, If Anyone Finds That Tennis Ball Please Let Me Know, If You're Angry and You Know It Stomp Your Feet, Toshinori Deserves the World, He's Seen So Much of Ichijiku's Shit, And He Still Loves Her So Much

Word Count: 2,375 words

Summary: Ichijiku has shared almost every part of herself with Toshinori. Almost every part, except her rage. So, when her grandmother calls with news that Ichi's mother is missing, she gets to see just how much Toshinori is willing to put up with.

Author's Note: Not gonna lie, I wrote this prompt because I read a story that made me livid and I needed to feel validated for how much anger I was feeling.

Content Warning: Strong, vulgar language

Ichijiku (Tigress)

Toshinori knows almost every part of me. Strong arms brace me when my knees are too weak to stand.  Weathered hands soothe me when I laugh so hard my sides cramp. Even when I’m ranting and irritable, he listens to me vent about injustices I face.

He sees the good, the bad, and the ugliest parts of me and still holds on tight.

I hold onto that promise when I make my bi-weekly phone call to my mother to check in. It’s always a coin flip if a phone call home will end in drama, depression, or deceit. Needless to say, I don’t have high hopes as the dial tone rings in my ear.

“Ichijiku?” Grandma’s voice is the first to come over the phone.

Which wouldn’t be odd except my mom always answers her phone, and Grandma sounds out of breath. Is she okay? Is one of them in the hospital? My chest hurts as various scenarios play through the projector of my mind.

“Grandma?” I hop onto the kitchen counter where I have the perfect view of Toshinori through the cracked door of the study. The soft curve of his lips into a smile dampens the anxiety clawing at my heart. “Is Mommy there?” 

“Your mother,” She begins, and I know there’s trouble. “Left her phone here and has not been seen or heard from since this morning!” 

Bubbling irritation replaces sheer panic in seconds. This isn’t new for my mother, and immediately I jump back off the counter to find something to clean. Focusing my attention on something else helps distract me from my emotions in order to first find my mother. Even from a country away, I’m already strategizing.

“Do you know where she might have gone? Like, did anyone see a car pick her up or did she just sneak out?” I question, chewing at my lip as I turn on the water and start dishes. “Has she been acting strange this week?”

“She’s been doing what she normally does and staying cooped up in her room all day on her phone. But it must have been this morning because I went to check on her at about eight and she was in bed.” Grandma huffs. “Ami’s out there driving to see if she can find her on the trail, but you know I can’t go anywhere because I can’t leave Grandpa here while he’s sick.”

“I know, Grandma. I’ll see what I can do.” I tell her, hearing a beep on the other line. The number is unknown, but my mother has been known to call me and tell on herself. “Hang on, I think she might be calling me from a different phone. I’m going to see who this is.”

“Alright, bye.”

I swipe on the number.

“Hello?”

“Hey, baby, how are you doing?” Even over the phone, my mom doesn’t hide the dull monotone she speaks with. She’s learned if she sounds depressed enough, people will give her the attention she so desperately craves.

“Hey, Mommy, what are you up to?” I ask, pretending like I know nothing while I put her on speaker so I can text my aunt after drying my hands. On the phone with Mom now. Will let you know if she tells me where she is.

“Oh, I’m just walking. Trying to get out of the house.” She sighs. “What are you up to?”

“Nothing much, just washing some dishes while Toshi reads in the study.” I tell her. “You walking on the trail? Is the weather nice?”

“Yeah, I’m over here near the boat ramp���just watching the boats.” Every exhale she makes sends static through the phone. “How are you and Tosh…Toshi…nomi? Ah, I can’t say his name.”

“Toshinori is good.” I correct her. Said she’s at the boat ramp watching the boats. “Is the water up today? Does it look rough?”

Thank you, pumpkin. Headed that way. 

“Eh…it kinda looks like it might be up a little bit.” She pauses. “You remember when your daddy used to take us down here all the time?”

The first kindling of anger smokes at the mention of my father. You dare bring him up when you’re out there walking and trying to spread your legs for someone else? Tiger snarls as I dry my hands once more and begin pacing, needing the movement to calm me down.

“Yes, I remember. We used to go to the sandbar all the time, too.”

“Yeah…I miss him.” Her voice sounds strangled; I feel sympathy but it’s drowned in betrayal and rage. He worked so hard for you. He did everything for you. We both did. And all you did was throw it back in our face and take advantage of us. “I miss your daddy, baby.”

The smoke of my rage bursts into flames, growing with every pass down the hallway.

“I miss him too, Mommy.” There’s a bite in my tone, but I swallow the rest of it back. I don’t, however, swallow all of the sass. “Guess that’s why you’re out looking for another man now, huh?”

“No, I am not!” She says indignantly. “I just wanted the fresh air. Is there something wrong with fresh air?”

“No, there’s not.” I concede. “But did you tell Grandma you were going?”

“No, I didn’t tell her. I’m a grown ass adult, thank you very much! I’m not a child, Ichijiku Aoki.” She snaps.

“An adult doesn’t leave without telling anyone where they're going, Mom.” I say calmly. “Especially when you’ve been known to leave and get in other peoples’ cars.”

“Your grandma doesn’t need to know where I am all the fucking time!” The tantrum is tangible in her tone. I feel it through the receiver and the flames only grow brighter. My limbs start burning, vibrating with the need to sling my phone straight across the room. With the need to break something. “I can take care of myself!”

I found her, pumpkin.

“But you’ve proven you can’t, Mom.” My jaw clenches taut as I force gulp after gulp of air down into my lungs. “Grandma and Grandpa are older and need help doing things, especially since Grandpa’s sick. And you’re the only one there to help them. You left them there alone. You could have just told them where you were going and gone for a walk. No one would be upset at you for that. We only get upset when you disappear because we don’t know where you are or if you’re safe.”

“Whatever.” She grouses, the static punching through the speaker as her breaths get sharper. There’s a pause and I hear Aunt Ami’s voice distantly in the speaker, to which my mom answers. “I’m not doing anything! I’m just walking!” 

“You go with Aunt Ami.” I say, sounding serene and cool when I feel everything but. “I’ll check in with you later while I finish dishes. I love you, Mommy.”

“Yeah, I love you too…I’ll talk with you later, darlin’.” She says.

When the line disconnects, bittersweet memories flood me until even Endeavor’s flames would look pitiful compared to the all-consuming inferno dripping through my veins with every breath. Memories of my dad telling me how proud he was that I’d been accepted into college, followed swiftly by my mother going missing the day before I was supposed to leave. Thoughts of my dad weak and feeble in the hospital tango with the reminder that my mother was sleeping in a hotel with my bastard uncle while my dad took his dying breaths.

I grab my security baseball bat and step into the backyard, shaking with bitterness and pain and heartache. A pile of used tires still lay strewn across the yard from one of Toshi’s workouts, not to mention the copious amounts of thick camphor and maple trees that are more than able to withstand my fury. That’ll fucking do.

Letting the door slam behind me, I toss the bat up, catch it by the handle and wail into the first thing I see. THWOMP! A maple tastes the initial brunt of my fury before I whip around into a tire. THWOMP! Sweat drips down my neck and time is but a child’s playtoy as the inferno reaches a fever pitch. Tiger and I meld together into one searing wildfire as we sink our teeth and claws into anything that crosses our path.

No thoughts. Only destruction. I snatch a dead limb from a camphor nearby. A tennis ball meets the toe of my shoe for but a fleeting moment before it finds a new home in the endless void. I claw at the dirt, relishing in the feeling of pressure beneath my nails. When my teeth find themselves unsatiated? I stuff the collar of my shirt in my mouth and bite hard, before I pick up the bat again.

THWOMP! THWOMP! THWOMP!

“Ichan?” Something stops the forward momentum of my weapon and I growl as I rip it back. A familiar hand touches my shoulder. “Hey, it’s–”

“IT’S NOT OKAY!” I roar, slinging my bat into the dirt and panting as I glare at him. “SHE THINKS SHE’S SO FUCKING CLEVER AND ALL SHE’S EVER DONE IS HURT ME!” 

Toshinori knows almost every part of me.

But he’s never met my rage.

“I’M SO SICK OF IT!” I choke, breathing cold venom that numbs my body. “I’M SO SICK OF PUTTING EFFORT INTO HER WHEN SHE JUST PUTS ALL THE WORK ON ME! WHEN I’M THE ONLY ONE DOING ANYTHING! WHEN SHE ACTS LIKE SHE DOESN’T KNOW ANY BETTER BUT SHE DOES!”

Toshinori stands and gawks. Aside from my vicious monologue, no words are exchanged as he remains silent. And I don’t really blame him.

I pick up my bat and swing at another tree. 

“ALL THAT DAMN WORK THWACK AND ALL SHE CARES ABOUT IS ANOTHER MAN’S DICK! THWONK DOES SHE CARE ABOUT EVERYTHING MY DAD AND I DID FOR HER? NO! THWOMP SHE RODE SOME MAN’S COCK WHILE MY DAD WAS DYING!”  

I don’t know how long Toshinori stands there to listen and watch as I lay waste to our backyard, but when I finally calm down, I drop the bat and thunk my head straight into his chest. My fingers entwine with his and I murmur one plea.

“Push against me, please.” I say, before squeezing his hands and shoving my weight against him. 

It’s doubtful that he expends even a fraction of his strength, but I’m grateful that he still indulges me. He may barely have to flex a muscle, but my arms burn with the strain of resistance until I can push no more.

“Ichan…” He begins when I’ve finished, pausing to see if I still need my time. “What do you need from me?”

“I don’t know. I just want to break something.” I murmur; my fire still burns though its glowing light dims. “I’m just so angry at her. She’s allowed to want to be an adult and have her freedom, so I feel guilty for being so upset. But, while her brain processes differently from a neurotypical mind…she still knows what she’s doing. Always has. And I can’t help but wish she’d at least show a little remorse and take a little responsibility for her actions. My dad did everything for her…” 

“Your emotions are valid. And you are wise to find a safe space to get rid of that energy.” Toshinori’s thumb rubs over my cheek. “Do you need to talk it out some more?” He asks, before his chest shakes with an almost chuckle. “Or do I need to get the sledgehammer?”

His humor breaks through my armor. A laugh escapes me, and I guide his large fingers to the sides of my head, urging him to massage my scalp. As he does, the rest of my tension melts, though the embers of my fury still glow.

“I love her, but it’s so hard to talk with her when she makes my life unlivable.” I breathe, leaning into his palm. “She went walking today and it was a whole fiasco…exhausting.”

“It sounds like it.” He agrees, planting a kiss on my sweaty forehead. “What was that whole ordeal about the hospital?”

“I told you how my dad died, right?” When he confirms, I continue. “While he was in the hospital, my mom would go walking…our sign that she was going to meet up with my uncle for sex. But one day she went when my dad was in the hospital, and my grandma went through her purse during one of those walks and found a letter to my uncle. It was talking about all the stuff she wanted to do to him, how much she loved him, etcetera.” I squeeze his hands again, a warning. “She was fucking around with my uncle while my dad was laying in a coma, dying…”

“Oh, Ichan,” He coos, running his fingers through my hair again. “That’s enough to fuel any man’s fury.”

“She called me today while she was walking so I was able to help my aunt track her down and get her, but today it just…” I trail off, unable to explain.

“There are some people like Sayuri and Endeavor who keep their anger simmering, quick to boil since that’s their default emotion.” He begins, before putting his hand under my chin. “But you and I are similar in a lot of ways, Ichan. Rage is not our default. Our default emotions are not warm emotions. Compassion and sorrow. A pot filled with ice cold water. Possible to boil, but over a much longer time. And because we withhold that rage, our anger is very cold and ruthless. We cover it up as long as we can until it boils over.”

He guides me inside and towards the bathroom, where a shower is calling my name. But he pauses me outside the doorway and looks right into my eyes.

“You’re allowed to be angry, Ichan. You grew up with people who thought you were harmless because you don’t show your rage as often…” He pulls me in his arms where my rage simmers out into passion, pulling a heavy sigh from my chest. “...but you are humble, not harmless.”

Want More Toshinori? Try: Atlas

[angy-brows]

"Hastur's Warning" - Full comic

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God this fucking comic took FOREVER. But this is what I've been working on for the past couple of weeks, and it's finally done! Support me on Ko-Fi

[nill-from-nileve-nevy]

The scene that made me see red:

Me at the height of my anger:

Me when I calmed down and came back to my senses:

I hope this was painful, Prego.

[cosmicwhoreo]

.... Okay, so I might have made a ahit oc during my downtime. Based on the idea of "yeah the idea of hat kid being a little space orphan doing a job is sad.... But what if they were separated from their family and needed to get back home instead?"

And what if their worried mother came to the planet they were on, looking for them after they'd JUST LEFT like a month ago?

SOOOOOO HERE'S SUMMER!

I may have gotten carried away with myself on this idea-

[ryssbelle]

N2 Floyd in the first movie

Sad little man got himself captured :(

He also gets punched in the face, but that's neither here nor there lmao

Also sorry for not posting for a fat minute I've been busy XD

Bonus: What John and Branch be doing

RIP in pieces John Dory, you were a brave troll and will be missed

I've got some more doodles of them going through it in the first movie, maybe we will see them soon teehee .

[themissakat]

Dear Aunt Jay, I got picked for a quest. My friends and I are a day into our cross country road trip. It has been really fun. We got attacked by some bugs but they were really cool looking. I am sad they turned into ash after we beat them. Love, Fern

We've had a few sessions and quite a few more mishaps, including but not limited to adopting a new friend/pet, fighting a rat king, and drinking weird flavored soda. Reyna is an amazing DM <3

[numberonetribble]

When your love for each other is so great and it becomes something bigger than either of you, oh that's family baby!

[ganonfan1995]

Now that light is all I can see This storm brings strange loyalties and skies

[deoidesign]

drawing my favorite sculpture but it's my guy

(Barberini Faun)

[popfizzles]

Another bruise for the collection, huh?

A toon with so many injuries and bruises would have built up a sizeable pain tolerance, after all.

[From This Prompt List]

[ellie-shy]

I get it. I understand Lucanis now. I understand him. So. Much.

I just finished his quest Inner Demons and locked into his romance. And I cried. I legit cried while doing his personal quest. Because I felt it. It felt so personal, to Lucanis, and to myself.

I'm gonna pour my heart out under the cut because Lucanis has just ranked up so high into one of my favourite fictional characters ever. And that means a lot to me.

When I played my first playthrough (and of course avoiding spoilers) I saved Minrathous. And I was devasted to see how Treviso looked in the aftermath. Then, Lucanis was hardened. I know that there will be consequences with Luc's arc but I was not sure what it will be. So, after finishing the other companions' personal quest and getting the Hero of Veilguard for everyone... except Lucanis. I really thought after defeating Illario I would get the Hero status with him, but nooooo. Only after finishing the main quest, I got it. But, I felt something was... missing. Something was missing with Luc's arc, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Thus, I finished my first playthrough.

Understandable, I did hardened Lucanis. But it got me so curious... what was it that's missing in Lucanis's personal questline?

Then I made my dear dwarven Grey Warden warrior Rook : Juliet Thorne, to romance him.

And I finally got to the Inner Demons quest, a quest that I never done before (and also tried so hard to avoid spoilers before doing it 😂).

Hold my hand while I confess this. I cried. I really cried when doing Inner Demons. This is what I was missing in my first playthrough?? Helping Lucanis escaped from his inner prison???

Inner Demons felt so personal. Like deeply personal. My Rook is actively involving herself into Lucanis's deep and personal thoughts. And you know what made me cry even more? This quest felt personal to me too.

I also understand Spite now!!! Why he wants OUT!! He didn't just want to go out in the world through Lucanis, he can't even go out of the Ossuary that Lucanis has made for himself, his own turmoil and guilt 😭😭😭😭😭😭

I get it now 😭 Oh God do I get it now (still crying btw).

Spite wanted to go out and it knows that they aren't in the Ossuary anymore, but why does Spite keep seeing the Ossuary? That is what made Spite so frustrated! Until Spite was desperate enough to ask for Rook's help because Spite knows, Rook "opens doors, never closing them" 😭 Spite knows the only way to get through Lucanis, is through Rook.

Lucanis, has made a giant wall to protect himself from everyone. Including Spite. He self-isolates, to the point of pushing Rook away. But he didn't mean it. Lucanis has a heart of gold. He is kind, he remembers my Rook's chocolate drink, he cooks for everyone, he considers Emmrich's vegetarian preferences, he buys things for the team, he isolates himself in the pantry because he doesn't want to cause trouble to anyone. He is a selfless bastard that's willing to sacrifice his happiness and comfort for everyone around him. Why? Because he thinks he doesn't deserve it. 😭 This mindset has developed after years of trauma. Years of training and torture... so he can be perfect. If he can't be perfect (which is the very high standard and expectation that he has set for himself), then he can never have happiness. At least that's what he thought. And I get it, because I have this trauma too.

This is why he punished himself so much. He was rescued by Rook and lived, but has a demon inside him. His city is saved, but at the cost of Neve's city. He made a god bleed, but didn't kill the god as per the contract. He killed Zara, his abuser, but he was devastated that Illario, his family, was involved. Every single time, everytime Lucanis thought he had a moment of victory/happiness, it will be at the cost of another he cared for. And he punished himself again, and again. Trying so hard to solve his own problems without involving anyone, and never asking for help. And that's why he pushed Rook away, he can't lose another person he cared for. Because he is such a selfless man!

I felt this, his trauma, fear and anxiety, I can relate with Lucanis. This feeling will eat you from the inside. It will make you develop a sense of self-hate, low self-esteem, not being satisfied with everything you have done and etc etc. It will drown you, literally, within your own spiral of self-hate. I cried while playing the Inner Demons quest, because it felt so personal to me too, as if I'm drowning again. But visualizing it with Lucanis this time. And hey, the Ossuary is an underwater prison. Lucanis is drowning.

And it's hard, you know. Because you will feel like no one is gonna help you other than yourself. Yet, you can't even save yourself. Lucanis couldn't save himself.

Until Rook.

The way that Lucanis just kept pushing her away, but my Rook just kept breaking down every single wall he built. Reassuring him, acknowledging him, supporting him, validating him, every step of the way. Rook didn't give up on him. Rook cares for him, so deeply. And nothing can stop her from reaching to Lucanis. Lucanis was so scared to lose Rook, or something would happen -- but Rook knows, it's gonna be okay.

I cried again because... to have someone like Rook, who willingly bring down every wall you make, carefully guiding you out of the place that's drowning you... that's special. That's very special. Rook is so special to Lucanis. Whether he was romanced or not, Rook is special. I was so happy for Lucanis, he has found someone, that will bring down his walls, that rescued him from drowning, that reassures him that he is enough. Because he is enough. And he will be okay.

This quest is so personal to me. Lucanis is a fictional character that resonates with me, so deeply. I understand him better now, because I see myself in Lucanis, and the experience he has been through are so similar with mine irl (minus being possessed ofc haha). It felt so validating, knowing that I am not alone. But don't worry about me, I'm in my own healing journey too <3 The moment I bawled my eyes out was when reading his thoughts fragments. My actual thoughts that time was "why does these thoughts sound so much like mine?".

Now I finally understand what was missing in my 1st playthrough. Knowing Lucanis, he built a wall to Rook, because he just lost his city. He has to put his guard up to Rook because he knows, no one will save him. Eventhough, in the end, he does trusts Rook, but not enough to bring his walls down. And that's valid, because I would do the same.

This is what makes his romance so meaningful and deep. He is vulnerable to a romanced Rook. He trusts Rook wholeheartedly. Literally, placing his heart on his hands and presenting it to them. Rook freed him from his inner demon (which was actually, himself), and guess what happens next? Lucanis would literally worship the ground Rook walks on. Let me tell you something, to achieve this level of trust in a relationship with someone like Lucanis, is otherworldly. I can't explain how meaningful Rook is to Lucanis. Perhaps even Rook wouldn't know how important they are to Lucanis. Only Lucanis knows how much Rook means to him. And me, the player.

Lucanis is a man that's going to treat you right. He would cook for you, he would take care of you, he would waste his time with you, he would do anything you ask. He would live for you, he would die for you, he would kill any gods you ask to keep you safe. His words and actions carry weight. Lucanis is indeed a passionate man, but his passion is only for the person that deserves it... a romanced Rook.

This is such an emotional post, but I just want to express how this short 'outing' quest means a lot to me. I won't go into detail on how much similarities I have with him. Just let me say this, I see myself in Lucanis Dellamorte, and I'm happy that I'm not alone going through the journey of healing my inner self.

Let me be hopeful, that one day, I will find my own Rook <3

[muscariii]

Part 3, let's go.

(part 1 , part 2)

Ayyy sorry for the huge delay but I finally did it. Well, kind of. Because like I mentioned in that shitpost, I made 14 pages actually. But I'm splitting it because it'll be better that way. So I just gotta finish the rest and yeah. Fun :3

I may have overexaggerated Caius but this was kind of influenced by my first impression of him during my first playthrough.

Rasha isn't very happy about the situation she's currently in. She's currently kind of grumpy about everything but she's going to get more fun soon. I think!!

I'll try to get the rest of the pages done as fast as I can!! And then more and more hopefully. Hope you guys enjoy at least because I'm worried this will be boring.

[deliciousindelusion]

Sorry if coloring is messy, I was feeling lazy.

LMAO Pattadol doesn’t understand what went wrong in her ‘totally foolproof romance’ plan. Mithrun just took the L like a champ though. Thistle had a good day after that.

[beresaad]

DENRID | PERSICA | MARREC | CAHIR | TIERNAN | EMRYS

↳ Do not fear difficulty. Hard ground makes stronger roots.

[fatedroses]

tfw youre so mad about your healer getting hurt under your watch that you turn into a dragon and consequently cant turn back for a bit. (or alternatively, shrinryu if he was a light party platform instead of a full party one.)

[hsslilly-blog]

portwart i could write an essay about you... made using @oakwolves's ship template!