#Plus Ultra Hero Playlist

[cc-mha-plus-ultras]

"Now it's the curtain call, let's fight! I don't know my right from my left, but It's always a curtain call, an endless magic, Every day, let's go forth, at full power!

No matter how many hundreds or thousands of times, I'll sing to save you, save you, with everything I have! In the next life, the opposite of the opposite. We'll laugh, laugh, and dream together!"

[thepaperpanda]

Decorating Christmas tree with Kirishima

Summary: a few headcanons and a short drabble about decorating a Christmas tree with your boyfriend Kirishima 🎄

Author: Bear

Kirishima approaches Christmas tree decorating with the same level of enthusiasm he has for hero battles. He makes a detailed plan, complete with a rough sketch of how he envisions the tree's final look.

No decorating session is complete without Kirishima's curated holiday playlist blasting in the background. Expect a mix of classic carols and upbeat tunes that reflect his lively personality. Mariah Carey's on as well.

Kirishima insists on incorporating red and black ribbons, inspired by his hero costume. To him, every element should reflect strength and resilience.

Kirishima turns hanging ornaments into a mini-challenge, attempting to hang them with the utmost precision. He even playfully challenges you to a friendly competition to see who can hang the most ornaments without them falling.

Kirishima suggests creating some DIY decorations together. He's all about teamwork and bonding, so expect to find yourselves making personalized ornaments that represent your shared experiences.

Kirishima takes the opportunity to dress in festive attire, sporting a Santa hat or reindeer antlers.

Before placing any decorations, Kirishima takes a moment to inspect the tree, ensuring it's sturdy and ready for the holiday battle of aesthetics. 

Kirishima is in charge of handling the lights, carefully draping them around the tree. He ensures they flow gracefully and don't get tangled. 

Throughout the process, Kirishima reminisces about past holidays and shares stories.

Once the tree is fully decorated, Kirishima can't resist striking a heroic victory pose beside the masterpiece. He insists on a commemorative photo to capture the festive triumph, making it a cherished memory for the both of you.

You found yourself in the cozy living room, surrounded by the warm embrace of holiday decorations. 

Kirishima, your energetic and passionate boyfriend, was bubbling with excitement as the two of you prepared to decorate the Christmas tree together.

The scent of pine filled the air as you unpacked boxes of ornaments and lights. 

Kirishima's eyes sparkled with festive fervor. "Babe, this tree is gonna be the most awesome one ever! Plus Ultra Christmas, here we come!"

You chuckled, appreciating his enthusiasm. "Sure thing, Eijiro! How about we start with these candy cane lights?" you suggested, holding up a string of red and white lights.

Kirishima began to drape them around the tree. "Carefully, carefully," he whispered to himself with his tongue sticking out a little.

Soon you began to unwrap delicate glass ornaments, and Kirishima's strong, calloused hands carefully took hold of the fragile decorations. "Gotta be gentle with these, right?" he grinned, his red hair catching the warm glow of the lights.

As you adorned the tree with ornaments, Kirishima couldn't resist teasing. "You know, our tree is as tough as me! Unbreakable tree and decorations for an unbreakable hero!" Kirishima playfully flexed his muscles. 

"I just love how positive you are about preparing everything," you mused sweetly, giving him a look.

Amidst the laughter and playful banter, a soft melody of holiday tunes played in the background ("All I want for Christmas" by Mariah Carey).

As the tree began to take shape, you noticed a thoughtful expression on Kirishima's face. "You know, the holidays are about spreading warmth and joy. Just like us heroes do for people every day."

While decorating, you couldn't help but admire how focused he was, his crimson eyes gleaming with the joy of the season. 

"How about we add some glitter for that extra sparkle?" you proposed, holding up a container of sparkling gold dust.

"Glitter! Yeah! Let's do it!" Kirishima grinned, letting you sprinkle glitter over the tree. The soft glow of the lights caught the glitter, creating a magical shimmer.

As you stepped back to admire your work, Kirishima wrapped his arm around you, pulling you close. "Our tree will be the best, just like us," he declared proudly.

You both shared a quiet moment appreciating the significance of the season. The room was filled not only with the soft glow of Christmas lights but also with the warmth of shared moments and love.

With the tree now fully adorned, Kirishima looked at you with a satisfied grin on his face. "Our Christmas tree is a masterpiece! Just like our relationship, right?"

You nodded, feeling a surge of gratitude for the moments you shared with Kirishima. The room seemed to glow with a magical aura, and you couldn't help but be swept away by the festive spirit. "It's truly beautiful, Kiri!"

As you both sat on the couch, surrounded by the glow of the Christmas tree, Kirishima pulled you into a warm embrace. "Merry early Christmas, my love. Here's to many more holidays together, full of laughter and love! Mind taking a quick pic for my Insta? Gotta show off our epic Christmas tree!"

He went back to the tree, and struck a pose, flexing his muscles.

You snapped a few shots for him. "There, I'm sure your fans will love it."

"Thanks! But the one I want to post is with you. C'mere."

He took his phone grom you, adjusting the angle to frame both of you and the tree. As you stood side by side, Kirishima wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close, kissing your cheek. The lights and ornaments created a festive backdrop for the photo.

Click! The camera captured the moment, freezing it in time. Kirishima eagerly checked the photo, a wide smile spreading across his face. "This is truly delightful. I couldn't have wished for anything more this Christmas."

[avalentina]

Halloween Shenanigans

Individual images are not mine, all I did was create the collages.

Warnings: established 3-way Relationship, implied sexual content, minors DNI, some small Halloween references

Chelsea is throwing a last minute Halloween costume party for the entire club. Which means you now need a costume. Chris is being silly and wearing a Jets jersey with a cowboy hat and Mase is pretending to be Michael Jordan. So you think you should stick to the sports theme as well and you know just the outfit, Alex Morgan.

You were just going to wear a Chelsea jersey, but all of yours have one of their last names on it and you didn't want to make either of them think it was a competition. Besides, Alex was your favorite player growing up. You have a San Diego Wave kit in your closet because you really liked the colors. Plus Christian may or may not have pulled a few strings to allow you to meet your hero. He and Mase took you to a game and it was so much fun. You slip into the kit, add her signature pink pre-wrap headband and your PUMA ultra cleats that Chris got for you because they match the kit really well. You snap a quick selfie of you with your boys before heading out.

When you arrive Mase runs off to grab drinks for all three of you, while you and Chris meet up with Ben and Reece. Most of the players know about the three of you, as well as some of the staff, but you aren't quite ready to have everyone in on your secret life yet. Ben, Reece, Kepa, and Kai are some of the best supporters you have. While none of them fully get the situation you all are in, they know how much you mean to Mase and Chris as well as how much both of your boys mean to you.

Kai, Sophia, Kepa, and Andrea join you in the booth you're all currently at. Kepa and Andrea dressed as The Joker and Harley Quinn. Kai and Sophia did Barbie and Ken, while Reece, Chilly, and Jorginho went with being DunKings. The conversation between all of you flows easily and before you know it the girls have talked you into hitting the dance floor with them, no boys allowed. Just a good old girl time gossip sesh. Once you're out of the booth the other boys are able to catch sight of your full costume.

"Yo… when did Alex Morgan get here?" Kai teases you.

"I would not want to be the one in net against her." Kepa adds and you laugh.

"I expected the dumb and dumber act from Ben and Reece, not you two arseholes." You say back before turning and walking off with Sophia and Andrea. The three of you hit the dance floor for a bit to gossip about your love lives, they are the only two girls that you have confided in about your relationship with Mase and Chris.

After a few songs you are in need of a drink so you head to the bar before meeting back up with your boys. After finishing your latest drink you grab one of each of their hands and try to pull them onto the dance floor with you.

“Baby, what are you trying to do?” Mase asks, arching an eyebrow.

“What does it look like I'm trying to do stupid, I want to dance with both of my boyfriends. At the same time. No more of this half ass crap. I'm dating the two hottest guys on the Chelsea first team and I want 100% of both of their attentions.” You tell him.

“So much for our cute, shy girl Mase, drunk y/n is confident, needy, and bossy in a very sexy kind of way.” Chris adds before letting you pull him up. Mase too and together the three of you head to the dance floor. Mason behind you, Christian in front of you. Mase has his hands on your hips helping the two of you lock into a rhythm that once you get, you pull Chris into it by wrapping your arms around his neck.

“C’mere cowboy!” You holler as you pull him in. “Excuse me, You look like you love me, in that cowboy hat.” You giggle at your use of the lyrics from one of the songs Chris has on his country playlist.

You dance for awhile until a throwback song that you and Mase love comes on in the club.

You tilt your head so you can whisper into Mase’s ear. “Your fingertips trace my skin, to places I have never been.” You sing along with the words.

Mase and Chris look at each other. Trying to decide how soon we can all get out of here. Drunk me is a tease, and I've been riling them both up while dancing. Not letting either of them pull back whatsoever. I'm sure that all they want right now is to take me home, sober me up, tie me up, and fuck me into the early hours of the morning. Something I have no complaints about. Once the current song is over they take me back to the table where Kai and Kepa are, sit me down with a glass of water and ask them to keep an eye on me until they get back.

They return with Chelsea goodie bags full of swag and new merch along with a few pieces of candy and some new protein shake powder packets. Apparently there's also a WAG bag of which they each were given one which means I get 2!

“Okay baby let's head home,” Mase says as Christian offers me his arm to help keep me steady.

“But I want to stay and dance more, and drink more, and party more, with Sophia and Andrea.” I complain, totally ignoring Christian's gesture.

“Baby, come on, let us take you home and then we can have a movie night. With Twitches and Twitches Too, your favorites. We can even stop and pick up some Halloween snacks on the way. How does that sound?” Chris coaxes.

“Fine. But I want a lot of snacks, and my favorite soda.”

“Deal,” Mase says and the three of you head out after the girls swing over for a big group photo. They are your football family after all.

Happy Halloween Y'all!

Feedback is appreciated as always!

-Ava

[giggly-squiggily]

Amazing, Showstopping, Glamorous Blue Lock Headcanons That Are Definitely True Ego Told Me So #1

Inspired by a friend and I yelling about Blue Lock lately. Some of these are yours, friend. Thank you for contributing to my madness :D

Don't now if I'm gonna make a part 2 but eh? We'll see where my next fever dream takes me.

Isagi un-ironically Naruto-ran throughout middle school. He thought it made him look cool and increased his speed. One day he was full blown running across the soccer field and took a heavy nose dive- breaking it. He stopped doing it after that.

Raichi's playlist is entirely made up of early 2000's/2010's pop hits. I'm talking Britney Spears, Destiny's Child, Ariana Grande, and his queen herself- Lady Gaga. Knows all the songs and dances and performs them at 2 am in the Blue Lock cafeteria when he thinks no one's up. Has been walked in on multiple times.

Chigiri has a very specific set of bookish characters that if their name is even referenced he will throw hands. You wanna see this soft spoken shy princess swear up a storm? Drop a name. "Hey Chigiri, who's Gale Hawthorne-" "Don't you ever speak that bastard's name in my presence again."

Kunigami loves All Might from My Hero Academia. He's not at the collector level Deku is in the show but he'll quote the Number 1 Hero ("Former-" "We don't talk about the other guy, Isagi. There's only All Might"). Only Isagi knows what he's saying; everyone else has heard "Plus Ultra" but doesn't really get it.

Bachira is a fantastic artist. He gets it from his momma and it shows! He likes to draw the monster a lot, but he has drawn everyone in the room at least once. Whenever he draws his friends, they'll have little decorations associated with them. (Kuni's got a cape, Chigiri's got a tiny crown, Isagi has his own monster.)

Nagi can do the worm. He does mainly when he's already on the floor and is too lazy to stand, so he just kinda wiggles over to wherever he needs to go. No one knows where he learned it but it's absolutely hilarious to watch.

Sae speaks fluid Spanish from his time in Spain. This comes very apparent after Shidou pissed him off so badly he chewed him out in it. The mentioned man finds it really sexy, even if Sae's calling him a "Colossal hemorrhoid I have the displeasure of having stuck up my ass."

Despite his love for Horror games/movies, Rin is beyond easy to jump scare. His argument is that in those settings he's prepared to get spooked. Bachira can be as silent as the wind when he wants to be, so accidental (and a lot of times intentional) spooks are common between them. ".......Hi Rin!" "FU-!"

Chigiri is a great singer but horrifically shy about it. He sings in the shower when he's sure no one is around. Most of the tunes he sings are ones his sister introduced him to- things like "Uptown Girl" and "Tiny Dancer"; but he knows a handful of newer ones. One time Bachira walked in on him. The dribbler told everyone he knew about it but Chigiri flat out refuses to sing in front of anyone so it's more a rumor.

Reo on the flip side is a horrible singer and refuses to believe anything otherwise. In his head, he is a god of vocals. In reality, he sounds like Toad from Super Mario getting tased in the balls. Nagi has learned the art of tuning him out, so he's no help in disproving Reo's false beliefs.

Gagamaru has been the resident bug catcher since the Blue Lock Spider Incident of 2018. He's the only one brave enough to gather them up in his hands and put them outside.

[vangoghmusings]

present mic playlist!

i have no idea if this is a thing but i’ve been making playlists based off of characters. the playlists are basically a mix of what i think the character would listen to and songs that describe their character/vibe. i just finished my hizashi yamada one and i figured i’d share it :) 

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4fMPVHmzbvtDTayeCY5YFT?si=HIy1S30MTQyumuNXyhVThA  feel free to save it! 

[thokage-archive]

It’s your power, isn’t it? - Todoroki Shouto Playlist

This shit is long and sad so buckle up and get ready to feel all the fuckin Shouto feels kiddos.

Tracklist - 39 songs - 2hrs and 25 mins

Power - Bastille

Half the World Away - Aurora

No Below - Speedy Ortiz

Falling - Drama Duo

Hide and Seek - Imogen Heap

I Found - Amber Run

Devil Like Me - Rainbow Kitten Surprise

Anything for You - Chelsea Cutler

Latch (Acoustic) - Sam Smith

Grave Digger - Matt Maeson

Waking Up (Acoustic) - Pvris

No Rest for the Wicked - Lykke Li

Misguided Ghosts - Paramore

Fiction - The XX

I Will Follow You Into The Dark - Death Cab for Cutie

Two Evils - Bastille

Warm - SG Lewis

I Don’t Know - Jon D

If I’m Alone - Huntar

Intro - The XX

You and I - Pvris

Please Don’t Leave - Free n Losh

Breathe Me - Sia

Someone to Stay - Vancouver Sleep Clinic

Tonight - Lykke Li

Everything Has Changed - Ed Sheeran & Taylor Swift

Coastal - Blood Cultures

Cavalier (The 1975 Remix) - James Vincent Mcmorrow

Mind Over Matter (Acoustic) - Pvris

You Are in Love - Taylor Swift

Chill Morning - never young beach

Electric Feel - Henry Green

Bedford Falls - Ford.

Rising, Rising (Bassnectar Remix) - Crywolf & Bassnectar

Dreamer (Stripped Down) - Kaptan & Mokita

Fall to Rise (Acoustic) - Shalom Dubas

Talk Me Down - Troye Sivan

Gasoline - Troye Sivan

Drops of Jupiter (Live Cover) - Taylor Swift

Midoriya | Kirishima | Bakugou

[class1akids]

BNHA S6 OST - Listening Party

There was listening party today with some of the S6 OST published. The playlist is here on Spotify  - links to other streaming services here 

Yuki Hayashi live-tweeted the event - here is what he had to say about the tracks (all links to Spotify):

5 tracks were revealed from the S6 album:

1.  "Weeee Are Fuxkin Super Hero!!" 

This is a remix song of Weeee Are Fuxkin Super Star!! It's a song that expresses the seriousness of professional heroes.

2.  「Revengers」

It will be a power-up version of "Revenge".  It's a popular song in the floating scene! From revenge to counterattack!

3.  「We'll be everyone's heroes」

 It's an arrangement song of "I will be your hero" . The scale of the 6th season is getting bigger, so the title is bigger than the original song.

4.  「All for my sake」

Arrangement of "Symbol of Fear".  Ver with Shigaraki’s motif on the muzzle, I imagined an ominous image rather than a wild one, a solidness that is similar to AllForOne.

5.  「Dabi Dance」  A song that represents everything from his upbringing, After all, the motif of those two people is also scattered in various places. "Never use heat" and  "The Power of Endeavor"

Songs played from older seasons:

6.  「You Say Run」-  It goes without saying that this is the main theme! I often listen to it when I work out!

7.  "My Hero Academia" is an emo song that expresses the strength of the team. It's often used in Yuei's everyone's scene!

8.  「爆殺王!! 」 (Bakugou’s theme) Please be killed by the sound, that's all.

9.  「三位一体 」(Trinity)  A song that can be used in the best scene. The combined power of the two will increase, but The three of us go higher, that kind of song. I made it so that it can be folded.

10.  「ワン・フォー・オールVSオール・フォー・ワン 」(OFAvsAFO)  In order to color that fierce battle, we have included the solidity of Shikomado Sukoi (?) class, All Might's motif is a victory blow.

11.  「勝己と出久 」(Katsuki and Izuku)  It's good that it's not "Deku and Kacchan". . . Each battle that believed in yourself, it is a song for proof, the motifs of the two are scattered in a nice way!

12.  「Hero too  」 A rare and bright popular song for MHA. The reason why the interlude in the middle is long for Pops is that it creates time to remember her past. Ayapeta's lyrics and Chrissy's singing voice are always the best!

13.  「俺が君のヒーローになる」(I will be your hero)  "We'll be everyone's heroes" made in the 6th Season. It is based on this song, originally made for Mirio saving Eri.

14.  「それいけさらに向こうへ] (Go Plus Ultra) -  Arranged song, this one was made with more of a serious battle feel than serious.

15.  Classmate read Rival   A song that always colors the last of the movie version. Here is the slapstick battle. Write "Rivals" and read as "Classmates" 

16. Symbol of Fear   I wanted to make a creepy, cool song, and it turned out like this, I like the screams and heartbeats.

17. Paranormal Liberation Front  From  "Runaway malice" When it ran out of control and was left alone, it transformed into such a song. The wickedness is left, but it is finished solidly.

18.  「Opening 」  OP song of the third movie. A song with the image of a dashing hero appearing, Actually, there was also a serious version of this song, but this one with a sense of excitement was the perfect match!

19.  「Todoroki's counterattack 」 It's just like that, but the song that wraps the emotional scene of Todoroki's counterattack is an impressive scene even in the movie version! !

20. [Might + U]   2nd movie version.  I still vividly remember the joy and excitement of being able to add music to a wonderful video. I just want to thank Makayla Phillips for her wonderful singing voice.

21.  「Heroes' mission 」 Serious and cool, isn't it? Heroes never give up! ! !

All comments are from Yuki Hayashi’s Twitter account.  It’s really worth following it, there is always a lot of very good information.

[shotosprincess]

BAKUGO SCREAMING AND IZUKU

( ˘ ³˘)♥︎ AAAA HIII TYSM FOR REPLYING TO THE BNHA PLAYLIST THINGY FOR FICS I LOVE YOU MWAHMWAH

anyways aaa bet !! ill do midoriya first if you don’t mind bc im currently in such a soft mood and hajdjj i just love him sm :((

— 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙯𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙮𝙖’𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙨

inspired by this playlist by nimbus on yt !! pls check them out ansjdjf their playlists r heaven ^^

❝ you never truly understood that about him, the way he continued to put himself through the pain, to push himself, even, past his limits and then some—

plus ultra. and now his arms were all but littered with rough scars of diluted white and blunt tan. ❞

notes ! gender neutral! reader,, best friends to lovers au ,, 2nd person pov

summary: in which your best friend deku shows up at your dorm late at night due to kacchan locking him out. he asks for bandages to stabilize his newly-healed scars, and you ask to kiss them.

genre: fluff !! <33

it went without a doubt that deku had been to recovery girls’ office more times than anyone else at the academy. it hurt, honestly; each time you saw his still-healing figure emerge from the little swing of her door, a sharp pang reverberated starkly through your chest, for though the freshly-scarred over wounds didn’t diminish his beauty in the slightest, you simply couldn’t deny that an empty eddy of sadness settled in you whenever he was in such a state.

and unfortunately for you, he was constantly in it.

his body could only take so much. and he was still so young too—the very same held true for your heart.

it’s been that way ever since the two of you had first entered ua as shining, eager students. though in all fairness you had to admit, he was...different from the very beginning. even as the prelude to his eventual rising and growth in his quirk, he had shone with a certain unmatched brilliance ever since the entrance exams. and over the years you spent together, you had watched him persevere so passionately towards the glow of his ultimate goal; to be a hero who can help others. little did he know just how much he already had. he had always been so excruciatingly oblivious and aloof to even the evidence and affects of his own kindness, and you hated the fact that so many tended to take advantage of it. of him.

though, of course, this did not mean that he was weak in any form. no, if anything he was quite the polar opposite—he had proved it time and time again, and yet it didn’t mean that he couldn’t get hurt too. the dull aching of tiredness ringing in his eyes, the one he tries to desperately to mask, the ragged marks scattered across the pale valleys of his once-scar-barren skin; he wasn’t immune to pain, to injury. and yet, he fought. you never truly understood that about him, the way he continued to put himself through the pain, to push himself, even, past his limits and then some—

plus ultra. and now his arms were all but littered with rough scars of diluted white and blunt tan.

nevertheless, truth be told, you actually admired it a great deal. his sheer determination, the purity of his motives, it was more than laudable. despite all of it, you truly couldn’t help but feel this...magnetic urge to help him. protect him. if you could soothe the pain in any way, even if it would be but a temporary relief—

three knocks clack on the door.

you and izuku’s secret door code—just a silly little something the two of you made up a few months after the dorm system had been put into motion, and all so you could sneak out to the grass-flooded yards of the building and train together.

naturally, you open the door.

“ heyyy there you are! “

your head perks up at the cheery jingling of his voice, all drafts of exhaustion and sleep deprivation washing away almost instantaneously. he might as well be the very personification of caffeine at that point, despite how direly he needed it himself.

the starry shine of his eyes meets with yours as a diluted sanguine seeped colour into his face. he turns his head away awkwardly.

you lean against the doorframe, smiling at him. “ deku...you didn’t tell me we’d be training today. plus it’s a little late right now, don’t you think? i’m already in my pajamas. “

“ yeah, um, sorry about that. kacchan...kinda locked me out. “

“ he what? “

“ he locked me out. “

“ how does that even—don’t you have separate rooms? “

“ well, yeah, but we were racing down the halls after glass today and he...got to my room before i could. well, honestly i have no clue what he’s doing over there. “ he laughs, rubbing the back of his neck.

“ oookay then. little concerning, i won’t lie. “ your shoulders lift in a shrug, arms crossing in front of your chest as your shy laugh matches his.

“ so i was wondering if...you know...i could maybe stay here for a bit? “ his voice wavers subtly, though you’re quick to catch it. the tips of his ears flush with a deepened pink.

you can’t help but silently gush about how cute he looked.

you’re quick to snap out of that too. eyes bursting open with a brilliant shock, you notice he’s fiddling nervously with his fingers as you remain absolutely, positively frozen in place.

“ i’m—what? “

his countenance immediately shifts to one of sheer embarrassment. flustered, he begins to frantically wave his hands in front of him, as if to put some sort of considerable distance between his panicking self and your seemingly-composed demeanour. and as if that would do anything to deescalate the tension which was only progressively building between your equally-timid selves at this moment.

“ ohmygod i didn’t mean it in a weird way or anything! i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’ll just—i’ll just go— “

you slide against the wood a little bit, pushing your weight against the slightly-agape door, so it swung open even further to reveal the, admittedly, fairly-messy state of your room. draped carelessly on the side of your bed, a sweater you had taken off earlier because the temperature of your room had suddenly decided to heat up an unreasonable amount. countable cups holding shallow pools of hour-old drinks scattered throughout nearly every shelf. a creased textbook splayed out, cover up on your desk.

yep. definitely looked like someone’s lived here.

“ i mean...you could come in if you want. no one’s stopping you. it’s a little messy though, i haven’t found much time to properly clean it yet, with exams coming soon and stuff. “ a small smile accompanies your growing blush, despite how much you were trying to play it off as nonchalantly as possible.

psh, right. as if letting him in your room—something you had never done prior in the history of your friendship—wasn’t a big deal in the slightest.

his eyes shoot wide as his arms flail about. you have to keep yourself from laughing at his silliness.

“ uhm, i mean...only if that’s okay with you! “

“ yeah, yeah, of course! you need a place to stay for now, after all. who knows when bakugou’s gonna let you back in? “

“ yeah, i guess you’re right. well, i mean, if you really don’t mind— “

you playfully roll your eyes, giggling as you shove him into your room.

“ oh, quit it with the politeness. you’re too nice, you know that? “

“ too...nice? “

“ too nice. “ you reiterate, giving his shoulders a little squeeze.

his head lolls to the side as he carefully lowers himself onto your bed, his sweater shifting with the subtle movement.

for a few moments, the space between you is occupied with a simple, comfortable silence. it’s refreshing, really. a welcome difference from all the boisterousness of the academy. you loved the action and everyone’s energy, of course, but sometimes what you really needed was really just a simple break from everything. to do nothing but exist for a little while, to simply be without the constant pressure of having to get up and jump into action all the time. just for a few moments. and so you relished in these said moments spent with him, for who knows when the next time you could ever be with him like this again would be?

and then his voice fills that void of silence, but you’re not disappointed in the slightest.

“ hey. “

“ yeah? “

“ you don’t happen to have any extra bandages, do you? “

“ bandages? for what? “

he clenches his fist, flexing the muscles in his arm. “ for...stability. just in case. i can’t afford for my arms to get hurt more. “

“ oh. well, uhm...i think i have a few spares in my drawer! “ you push yourself off the bed, leaving the comfort the soft sheets brought about, pulling open a tiny drawer. taking out a transparent box of bandages, you jump back onto the plushness, sitting cross-legged directly across from midoriya, who’s already presenting his arm.

your lips silently part as your fingers wrap themselves around the thick ivory fabrics of bandage, rolling them around so you could wrap them around him.

another pause of wordless silence falls.

“ hey deku? “

“ yeah? “

“ could i...could i kiss your scars? “ you whisper, afraid that he’d get mad, though you knew he was anything but the type to do such a thing.

the meadow depths of his eyes kindle a cozy hearth within you as his initial surprise quickly softens, melting away into what could only be described as the most endearing smile to exist.

“ sure. “

jagged patches and uneven streaks of faded cloud white and prominent earthy tans decorate his arms, and you can’t help but bring the rosiness of your lips to meet them. you decide begin with the ones littered along his fingers.

one kiss for the scar resting within the curved dip between his thumb and index.

“ for every time you used just a flick of your fingers to defend everyone back then, when you didn’t even have full control over your quirk. “

a longing sigh leaves him as he reminisces briefly on the memory. you place a soft kiss upon the scar resting at the side of his pinky.

“ for every fist you made with this hand, for every punch you’ve delivered in the name of other’s safety. “

a drop splashed onto his arm, trickling down and tainting the scars etched into his forearm with a subtle, diaphanous sheen. you look up through your lashes, and a prominent gloss coats the kindness of his dark emeralds. your hand comes up to carefully caress his cheek, cupping it gently as the pad of your thumb swipes beneath his eye, wiping away the upcoming tear. your features are knitted together in concern.

“ are you okay? i can stop if you want me to— “

he takes your hand in both of his, squeezing as if to keep you there forever. “ no, don’t. please.“

it’s a tiny whisper, a softened plea into the dark quiet of the night, as if he were ashamed for wanting to be taken care of. your brows curve downward as you pull your twined hands to your lips, tenderly planting your lips where your skin kissed his.

“ hey, hey. it’s okay. it’s okay. “ you hush him, running your free hand through his thick tendrils of vivid, verdant green.

he leans into your touch, nodding at you as if to urge you to continue, which you gladly accept.

you shift a little closer to him, kissing the thick mark of serration painted into the skin of his wrist.

“ for every countless moment you’ve sacrificed for your dream. “

another kiss to the one just above it.

“ for every hour bled into the night that you spent helping me train. “

your fingers dance along his arm, finally stopping at the scar stretching from his elbow and dragging upwards. as per routine, your lips come down to delicately kiss it.

“ for every ‘ plus ultra! ‘ you’ve ever passionately shouted. “

little giggles left the both of you at that.

your touch trails to the scar just beside it, kissing it as well.

“ for every life you’ve ever saved. “

you look him in the eye. holding his arm like this, you were so close to him. and yet, you didn’t want to pull away. if anything, it was the very last thing you would ever want to do. he matched your stare, a certain sense of longing displaying in your gaze as it reflects off of his. the prolonged stare lasts longer than it probably should, longer than what best friends should probably look at each other this closely, this intimately for. the moonlight dimly shines through your window.

and then it happens.

his lips collide with yours in a captivating symphony, hands going straight to twirl through the locks of your hair as you wrap yours in a loose loop around his neck. everything feels as though it had all snapped into place, and the tension you had felt before was all completely dissipated now, displaced into the passion in which this kiss exuded. it was earth-shattering, galaxy-shredding. it felt as if even pain itself could never reach either of you, not in this moment.

this moment was for the both of you, and no one else. in this moment, in his arms, nothing and no one could hurt you.

he pulls away, stunned, lips parted with a saturated red. you stare at him with just about the same level of blankness, of utter shock at what you two had just done.

but then the realization catches up with him, and he is pulled out of the daze. much to your surprise, he doesn’t move away. if anything, he pulls you closer, enveloping both your hands within his just as he did before.

and just as you had done earlier, he brings them to his lips.

“ and that’s for every ‘ i love you ‘ i’ve ever wanted to say to you but never had the guts to. “

[messenger-of-stupidity]

Hawks X Sad Reader Part Nine

A/N: Well... I’m tired and pissed off. So we’ll see where this takes us. Just gotta find a good playlist, and write some shit. I don’t know when I’ll end up posting this. I usually post right after I’m done writing/proofreading it. And this will hopefully be kinda long. Wonder if I can go to Starbucks... (Also, that POV I wrote about saying bye to your comfort character, it’s also a YT comment on the playlist. So if you find it, it wasn’t stolen. Unless it was by someone. Then that’s plus ultra rude.)

TW: Cursing, depressive episodes, anxious thoughts, fluff, past self harm, 13+, angst(?)

As always, if you are struggling in any kind of way, please reach out for help. It doesn’t make you weak or a burden. Reaching out for help is actually a brave and incredible thing to do. It’s not easy being vulnerable around people. Stay safe please.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 🪶 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Hawks’ gentle gaze regarded you for a moment as you slept softly in his arms. Tears were slowly rolling down your cheeks and he wiped them away with a little sigh. “Dove...” He murmured and quickly went silent when your brow furrowed slightly in your slumber. He stayed as still and quiet as possible until your face smoothed over once again. 

With the help of his feathers, he stood up and carried you in his arms as he walked. You needed sleep. Anyone could tell that from just looking at you. And look at you he did. His golden amber eyes were soft with sympathy.He watched as your breath came evenly and one of your hands gripped onto his shirt despite your still form. 

“Deh go...” You mumbled. A smile crossed over his face. He didn’t respond and instead let his wings lift both you and him off of the ground. He soared through the air, the silence getting to him. If Rumi were with him right now she would call him an idiot. But what else was he supposed to do? He didn’t know. 

Eventually the hero landed on a balcony and used his feathers to open the door as he carried you in. The penthouse was fairly clean, but mostly looked unlived in. Which he supposed could be a good term for it. He normally spent all his time at his agency or running missions for the commission. So maybe he spent a couple nights a week at his home and the rest of the time he just slept wherever and whenever he could. Overworked? Maybe. Work addict? Yeah. Most definitely. That whole aloof attitude towards his work was mostly just for publicity. And judging by the approval ratings, it was working. He really did want to make the world a place that heroes had too much time on their hands. Maybe then he’d be able to relax.

He set you down on a couch and carefully detangled your hand from his shirt. Then he squatted by your feet and took your shoes off for you. The winged man stood up and looked at you with a worried expression before taking off his own shoes and jacket. He sat down in a chair and his wings wrapped around himself. He wasn’t looking forward to how he would explain to you why you were in a strange place upon waking up. He would have left your shoes on to assure you that nothing happened. But sleeping in shoes... not always the most comfortable thing in his experience. And he had plenty of experience.

Meanwhile in your dreamland, things were as soft as he might have thought. 

You stood in your room watched the crimson drops roll down your leg and go onto the floor. Likely going to stain it if you didn’t clean it up quickly. Your blank gaze just regarded the deep cuts on your thigh as if you were looking at a project at a science fair. That’s what dissociation would do to someone, so how could anyone be surprised? You could hear the muffled sound of rain on the other side of the window, but even that was more muffled than it had any right to be. The small blade dropped from your fingers, the sharp side also having a thin trail of your blood on it from the multiple times it slid across your skin.

The corners of your lips twitched. Imagine... if you had a quirk like Rapunzel’s from that old Disney movie. You could just sing a song and heal yourself. You left your room, a small limp in your step as you entered the bathroom, leaving a small little blood trail as you went. You were in no rush as you pulled out bandages to cover your wounds. The you just let your body slowly sink to the floor. Every so lightly, your forefinger touched you cheek, only to find it wet. Crying. How interesting. Why were you crying? The stinging pain hadn’t set in quite yet. It was just a dull thump. 

This was a memory. Not a dream. Right. What would happen next again? Or did you just have to let this play out? Probably the latter. Your mind figuratively sat back and let the memory run the course, slowly entering that dark place that it always did when you remember stuff like this. It wasn’t exactly what one would call pleasant. 

“Dove?” A familiar voice called out. You could hear your own self answer. 

“Don’t.” Such similar words, only a two letter difference. The bathroom door opened to reveal a blond figure with brilliant wings tucked tightly to his back. His golden amber eyes looked at you slumped figure as he released a sigh. Wait. He wasn’t supposed to be here. 

His hand enclosed around one of your and he brought it to his lips to place a kiss to a couple of your knuckles.

“Dove.. I thought I explained this.” His voice sounded tired. So tired. It made you want to laugh. What a pair the two of you were.

“No. You explained how falling does nothing for me.” You said, your eyes finally meeting his. His brow was furrowed in confusion.

“And how is harming yourself different from what you wanted to fall to?”

“It’s not permanent.” You replied, the corners of your lips twitching again. Hawks let got of your hand and gently uncurled your legs to look at the bloodied bandages and the mismatched scars that littered the skin. His gloved fingers touched one before looking back up at your eyes. Well, he tried to. You refused to match his gaze.

“I would call this permanent, chickadee.” You didn’t give him a response. “Maybe not fatal... yet. But still permanent. It doesn’t help you.”

“It brings relief.” You spat out. He didn’t understand. And Hawks seemed to realize that’s what you were thinking. He shed his jacket and gently took off his own shirt. Different sized scars were placed randomly over his skin. 

“None of these brought me any kind of relief.” He murmured before putting his shirt back on. “And you and I both know that you’re feeling no thing of relief right now.” He was right. You weren’t feeling relief. You were feeling nothing. And that’s as close as you could get. But it wasn’t the kind of numbness that hopelessness brought. It was the kind of numbness that apathy did. You curled your legs up to you again.

“I can’t make you stop, kid.” He said. There was a slight pause, but you didn’t nothing to fill it, even going as far to hold your breath. Hawks continued. “You need to that yourself. But please... isn’t there someway I could help you. I hate seeing you hurt.” You could hear the ring of truth in his words, and that just caused you to stand up and press your back into the wall. Your wide eyes watched him as he stood up, his coat pulled over a folded arm. He took a step towards you, the other hand raising to caress your cheek.

“Don’t go...” You murmured. A small smirk crossed over his face as he leaned his forehead against yours. 

“I ain’t going anywhere.” He whispered back as his lips pressed against your own. It was as light as a ghost and over before you could think about it. 

“Wait!” You called, reaching for him as he took a couple steps back. “K-Kiss me like you mean it...” You added quietly as his head tilted. He smiled at you. The same smile that could stop anyone’s heart that had a thing for the man. 

“Guess you’ll have to add a real kiss from me to your list of motivations, huh?” He said, his tone still gentle but with a hint of teasing. “Now come on dove. Let me help you.”

Your eyes cracked open to see a beam of sunlight on an empty coffee table that had a sheet of glass in the middle. The wood bordering it was a dark color with a slight red tint. And it was most definitely not yours. You pushed yourself up, half expecting there to be a soft sting in your thigh. But there was nothing. You stood up gingerly nonetheless. You padded around the room, your socked feet barely making a sound on the honey wood covered floors. You had no idea what time it was, and maybe you should be worried about that. You did have a job after all. But you just couldn’t seem to care about something so material. Were you going to get fired at this point? Yeah...t hat thought still didn’t bring up anything. 

It’s like you were wrapped up in a warm blanket of comfort. You wanted to linger in it’s warmth. It had been so long since you woke up feeling that. Mental health break right? Right. 

On an ordinary morning you would rub the sleep from your heavy eyelids, but you just let it linger there as much as it will. On one of the chairs there was a coat that had faux white fur lining the edges of it. It was tan and had black buttons and it took your mind a few moments to recognize it as Hawks’ hero uniform jacket. Your fingertips drifted over the soft white fur. You found a red feather nestled close to it. It wasn’t very big, maybe half the size of your hand. You knew there were larger feather nestled in those wings of his. There were rumors going around that some were half of the man’s height. 

You heard a door open from somewhere within the penthouse and your head turned to watch Hawks come in through the balcony doors. His wings flexed before nestling comfortably against his back. His golden amber eyes seemed to scan around him before landing on you.

“Morning dove.” He said, his voice just as smooth as always. Yu didn’t respond, your lips feeling to heavy to move. So you just watched him as he put down a bag on the coffee table. The feather in your hold trembled slightly and you could tell Hawks was looking at it. Silently, you held it out towards him. Hawks seemed to understand what you were asking as he waved his hands. “No. Keep it. It’s not exactly like I don’t have lots.” He seemed to add something silently before shooting you a smile and opening the bag. “Anyways, I got some food for us. I didn’t know when you were going to wake up and you seemed to be sleeping nicely.”

Nicely. That’s not exactly how you would put your dream. You pried apart your lips to respond. You voice was slightly hoarse, and you weren’t exactly sure why. “I dreamt about you. It was weird.” You said as you moved towards him. Hawks looked over at you.

“Oh? How so, chickadee?”

“You messed with a memory. But... in a nice way.” Why were you telling him this? It didn’t make any sense and it seemed weird. But you didn’t seem able to stop. “You took care of me. And apparently you did that outside of my dream too.” You looked at his face closely and saw the slight color change on his skin. He was flushing? 

“Uh... yeah. I guess so. Sorry about that by the way. I didn’t want to just barge into your home, but I didn’t want to wake you up either.” A slight flash of debate crossed over his expression, but it was gone and he seemed to find the answer to his question. You just nodded and sat down at the coffee table and dug in the bag yourself. You pulled out a carton of food and opened it. The smell of chicken yakitori reached your nose and your lips twitched. 

“So you really do eat lots of chicken.” You said, raising an eyebrow as you looked up at the hero. Hawks laughed, a sound that came from his chest. 

“Yeah. I guess so. Ru- pardon me, Miruko constantly teases me about it. Do you want some coffee or tea?” You shook your head and Hawks nodded before walking away. His booted feet made soft clacks on his floor. You picked up one of the thin sticks and pulled off a piece of the chicken off with your teeth. You chewed as you watched him return with a mug and sit down across from you. His wings fluttered as they readjusted and then lay still once again.

“What’s it like? Having wings?” You asked as Hawks pulled off his gloves and grabbed a stick for himself. He chewed thoughtfully and pushed up the yellow tinted visors that protected his eyes when flying. 

“At first?” A dark expression filled his face before it was pushed away. “It was weird. I was born with them, just like everyone else with a mutation quirk. And mutants aren’t exactly treated nicely. So as a kid I didn’t understand why the fact I had wings mattered. I made a few friends, but that didn’t last for a super long time.” Your brow furrowed. You knew that he was right, and you didn’t like the fact that he was treated badly, but he seemed to choose his words carefully. As if he was scared of saying something. He could be honest with you, he knew that didn’t he? “There was a time when I resented having them. But flying... that’s just something I could never give up.” A smile crossed his face as he continued to talk between bites. “Now I like them. I can fly as fast as I want, and save so many people with just a few feathers. It helps. And then of course there’s the fact they can be... weaponized. So yeah. Having wings can be annoying. But it’s worth it.” 

You nodded and finished eating yours. You contemplated grabbing another but decided against it. You pushed the half empty yakitori carton towards Hawks. He gave you a confused look, but didn’t push for you to explain. You liked that about him. He wasn’t pushy. You stood up and looked down at the hero.

Hawks didn’t like the sad expression on your face. Had he done something? Or was it something that was inside your mind. “Chickadee?” He questioned and stood up as well as you moved towards your shoes, pulling them on.

“I should go.” You said flatly. He took a step towards you and saw your face flash close to something of pain. Hawks realized he had his own stricken expression on his face and fixed it force a smile on it. 

“Right. Uhm... do you need a ride somewhere or something?” You shook your head and Hawks could feel his heart sink a tiny bit lower. 

“No. Thank you. I can... I can get a cab or something. Uhm...” You paused and looked around. Finding a pen you pulled his hand towards you and wrote down a number. “Let me treat you to a meal sometime. To make up for being such a hassle.” His hand moved faster than his brain did and grabbed onto your wrist.

“You’re not a hassle, Y/N.” he said seriously. “I enjoyed myself. With all the time I spent with you.” You just nodded and avoided his eyes and he let go of you. And once again, Hawk’s saw your back as you walked away from him. He could still feel the feather you held, and felt you tighten your hold on it. Hawks waited a few moments before going to his balcony and leaning over the side. He could easily pick you out from the crowd on the streets. “Until we meet again.” He murmured softly, giving you a gentle wave.

You held the red feather and watch it droop a little before perking back up. You heard of some fans putting his feathers on necklaces or earrings to always have them. You thought about that and just decided on a bracelet. That way you could hold it easily and quickly. Hawks was a hero and he gave you the feather. He wouldn’t mind you grabbing comfort from his feather... right?

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 🪶 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

A/N: Jesus. This took me two days to write. But here you go. I’m going to try to make a masterlist for this, so just be patient? Anyway, I found a really good song for when I write this so it’s on repeat. TvT

Hope you enjoyed, please stay safe. And have a sweet hawks image, because there was some hard stuff in this chapter.

(credit to Kadeart on Twitter)

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[fromthedeskofelizabeththird]

Habanero

You're a good girl, well behaved.

Absolutely not the type to rail random guys in nightclubs.

Until you are.

Fandom: BNHA

Pairing: Aizawa x Reader, eventual polyamorous Erasermic x Reader

Rating: This chapter is Gen, no smut at all. 

Trigger Warnings: None in this chapter.

AO3: Here | Want to support me? I have a Kofi

Chapter: 3/16 (all chapters)

“Good evening, Listeners! It’s 7PM on this fine Wednesday night and I hope you all are doing a-o-kay!”

Hizashi leaned back from his mic and pressed the cheer button on his soundboard.

“Tonight it is my absolute pleasure to announce a brand new segment to our show! I have a guest in my studio tonight. Please raise your hands, paws, flippers and/or wings for (Name), my lovely colleague from UA!”

He waved to you and you leaned forwards towards your own microphone.

“Pleased to meet you everyone,” you said, Hizashi clapping boisterously in the background. “It’s a pleasure to be here.”

“Cute, so cute!”

His excitement was contagious and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“(Name) is a very special guest,” he said, pushing the ‘ooooo’ button on his soundboard. “She’s the guidance counsellor at UA. (Name), why don’t you tell the listeners a little about what you do?”

“Well, the welfare and wellbeing of our students is of course our top priority at UA,” you said, “and so my role is to ensure these needs are being met. If they’re feeling pressured or struggling to find agency opportunities or simply unsure of their futures…”

“Of course,” said Hizashi. “Now, Listeners, (Name) has kindly offered up her time for this new weekly segment, which I’m going to call ‘Support Mic’. If you, my wonderful listeners, or anyone you know have a problem and require a sympathetic ear, please send them anonymously through my website or texting service and (Name) and I will advise to the best of our ability. Sound good, (Name)?”

“Yes!”

“Alright then, we’re going to take a short break and after that we’ll go through your submissions,” said Hizashi, bringing up the next song on his playlist. “If you can’t join us, please enjoy your evening, PLUS ULTRA!”

“PLUS ULTRA!” you echoed and Hizashi laughed out loud.

“So CUTE,” he cried out, before muting your microphones and playing music. He pulled off his earphones and you did the same, reaching for a glass of water.

You were now two months into your job at UA and the time had flown by. You had transformed your office into a space that felt more like your own and familiarised yourself with the names and faces of just about every student at the school. The previous guidance counsellor had been a woman in her eighties, retiring as opposed to taking on a new role and as a consequence your resources and day to day activities needed updating to reflect the modern climate.

None of it would have been possible without the help of your colleagues. Even Shouta, who had said at most half a dozen words to you since leaving your house, had sent the rather more vulnerable students in your direction.

The agony aunt segment was your idea and Hizashi only too happy to include it in his regular radio show, with the caveat that you bought him a beer the next time you went to the izakaya.

Truthfully, you didn’t expect very many requests to come in, so it came as a complete shock when you refreshed the website and found thirty had already arrived in the first two minutes.

“P...Plus Ultra,” you murmured.

━

Support Mic was only a half hour segment, but you could easily have gone on for so much longer. Hizashi had done nothing but coo over you since you left the studio.

“Waaah, (Name), you were a natural!”

You had been so very nervous before the broadcast. You’d expected to stumble over your words or get no questions at all. In the end you answered so many questions and talked so much that it felt like you had swallowed a bucketful of gravel.

“Thank you,” you said, packing up your purse, “for having me, I mean. That was a lot of fun.”

“Did you want me to drive you home? It’s getting late.”

“No, it’s fine, I don’t live far.”

“Well, if you’re sure,” said Hizashi, “see you to-morr-ow, sweet listener!”

You waved goodbye and continued up the street, reaching into your purse for your train pass, only for your blood to run cold when you realised it wasn’t there.

Shit

You rummaged through packs of tissues, chewing gum, pepper spray and more to no avail.

“Where is it,” you mumbled, grabbing your miniature torch and shining it on the contents.

You thought back to the last time you had seen it, when you arrived at work that morning. You had dropped your purse down on your desk when you saw Hizashi arriving and hurried after him to verify your studio appointment. It must have fallen out then and you sighed, turning the other way to go back to UA.

━

As a kid you had always been afraid of the dark. You were the one who squealed at ghost stories during sleepovers and had to hide your face during scary movies.

You liked to think that you had gotten braver as you got older, but that was far from true. You still didn’t like taking late night trains or watching horror movies with your friends. You definitely didn’t enjoy walking the empty corridors of UA.

Pull yourself together, (Name)...

It’s just the school. No one’s here. No one can-

Somewhere in the distance, you heard a door slam.

“Ofuckofuckofuckofuck,” you stammered, picking up your pace and rushing off in the direction of your office. Your shoes clattered against the hard floor and you were sure you heard a second set in pursuit.

You threw yourself into your office and closed the door behind you, immediately rushing to crouch under your desk. Someone, or something, hovered outside. You could practically see the newspaper headlines: Guidance Counsellor Found Dead in Violent Attack .

Every cloud had a silver lining, you supposed. You could see your train pass on the cabinet.

Whoever was outside your office rattled the handle and then stepped inside and you clapped your hands over your mouth to stifle any sound.

What could you do? None of the teachers were around and your quirk wasn’t suitable for fighting. Suddenly, you wished you had agreed to Hizashi walking you home. You took a deep breath, willing yourself to do something. You weren’t a teacher or even a pro hero, but you couldn’t sit by and do nothing.

But what could you do?

The intruder’s footsteps grew closer and you reached for your purse, frantically digging through it for pepper spray. Even if you couldn’t fight off this assailant, you could disable them just enough to get away and raise the alarm.

You tightened your grip on the can and released the cap with your thumbnail.

It was now or never.

You bolted out from underneath the desk with a screech and sprayed the intruder with a faceful of pepper spray, causing them to cry out in pain. You covered your face and ran for the door, only to fall flat on your face, arms and legs bound. You struggled against the bindings, rolling over onto your back to get a good look at your attacker.

H..hUH?

You didn’t know what you had expected, but you definitely couldn’t have predicted the sight before you. It wasn’t an intruder...it was Shouta and he was desperately rubbing his eyes and cursing. The material binding you was his scarf.

“Sh...Shouta?”

He paused, lifting an arm from his face and squinting down at you. He took in the sight of you, frozen on the floor with your arms and legs bound in place and sighed, returning it to its regular state.

“I’m so sorry,” you said, getting back to your feet, “I thought-”

“What the hell did you think you were doing?” he snarled.

“I thought you were a villain!”

“That’s really not the problem here,” he said. “What are you even doing here?”

“I...I forgot my train pass,” you said, wringing your hands. “I’m sorry. I should have just bought a new one.”

Shouta continued to rub his eyes with a groan and you reached out for his arm.

“Come with me,” you said, “that’ll just make it worse.”

You weren’t a hero, but there was something you could do.

━

You guided him to the empty staff room and murmured yet more apologies as you turned on the lights. Shouta curled up on the couch, rubbing his eyes and cursing under his breath.

You stole glances as you ran a cloth under the tap, chewing your bottom lip and feeling more than a little bit guilty.

“Here,” you said, squeezing excess water from the cloth and walking back to the couch. “This should help.”

You knelt down beside him and dabbed the cloth over his eyes as gently as humanly possible, wincing at the sight of how red and puffy they had become. You’d never used pepper spray before and almost certainly used far too much.

Shouta groaned in discomfort the moment the cloth touched him, but remained perfectly still.

This was the first time you had been alone since the reset and you found yourself tongue-tied.

You had slept together twice now, yet you still found it difficult to read him. He was the human embodiment of still waters and you had no doubts that his innermost thoughts were as much of a tangled mess as your own. He was just better at hiding them.

The morning of the reset, you had given up on sleeping. You were unable to stop thinking about the man in your bed; the man you thought you would never see again but would have to see almost every day.

You hadn’t been able to sleep after that, instead putting in a load of laundry and getting an incredibly early start on breakfast. When Shouta rolled out of bed at 6am, you had washed and dried his discarded clothes and folded them on your bedside table, as well as putting together an enormous breakfast and fresh pot of coffee.

“So,” you had said as he rubbed his eyes. “The reset.”

“Yes,” he said, dragging on his shirt and giving it a confused sniff. “Tomorrow is day one.”

That was the last he said on the matter and the longest conversation you had had in months.

Until now, of course.

“Does it still hurt?”

You sat back on your heels and lowered the cloth onto your lap, watching as Shouta squeezed his eyes shut and then, very slowly, attempted to open them. He immediately seemed to regret it, for he flinched and began to squint.

“I’ll get more water, just a-”

You moved to stand up, only for him to take hold of your arm.

“Why would you try and confront a villain without help? You could have gotten yourself killed.”

“I wasn’t going to fight,” you said. “I was going to raise the alarm.”

“Oh, and then what? You’ve exposed yourself to the villain without knowing what their quirk is. They could have set you on fire or gassed you or something.”

“I…”

You weren’t a student, he wasn’t your teacher, yet somehow it felt like being in detention.

“I don’t know,” you said.

“You need to be more rational in these things,” said Shouta, closing his eyes again. “Running head on into danger gets people killed.”

You were quite glad he’d closed his eyes. You couldn’t stifle the smile breaking out across your face.

He wasn’t angry at you at all. Stern, yes, though only out of concern for your safety.

“Good job I had a big, strong Eraserhead around to protect me,” you said, booping his nose with the cloth before getting to your feet. You expected him to protest, but he stayed silent, barely moving even as you ran the cloth under the cold tap.

“You’re not a pro hero,” he said.

“No, I’m not.”

“Then why are you here...in a school for pro heroes?”

You switched off the tap and squeezed excess water from the cloth.

“Are you questioning my credentials, Professor Aizawa?”

“Not particularly,” he said. “It’s important to know the strengths and weaknesses of your team.”

“You could have looked at my file, you know.”

“Too much hassle. I wanted to ask you in person.”

You returned to the couch, cloth in hand. You got the impression that this was a test. Perhaps he already had looked at your file and was suspicious of you as a result. You wouldn’t blame him in his position, given the nature of your quirk and role in the school. He cared about the students far more than he would ever let on.

“Well,” you said, dabbing his eyes. “It’s true I’m not a pro, but I do have a quirk. It’s not… a particularly conventional one, though.”

Shouta stayed silent, waiting for you to continue.

“My quirk is a lie detector,” you said. “I can force people to tell the truth.”

“How do you activate it?”

“I say a little phrase.”

“Show me.”

He squinted at you, watching your body language. You were familiar with this dance; people learning what your quirk was and immediately wondering if you had used it on them without them realising. You got the feeling it ran deeper with Shouta. He wasn’t as interested in seeing your quirk as how comfortable you were using it on other people. Were you the type to proudly abuse your power? Did you take it lightly?

In truth, you weren’t comfortable using your quirk. Not at all.

“Tell me,” you said, goosebumps breaking out across your skin at the activation. “What’s your happiest memory?”

“There was a roof,” he said, without a moment’s hesitation. “My friends were there-”

You chose that question as you had believed it would be harmless. The horror in his eyes as he realised what he was saying, though, made you wonder if you had made a terrible mistake.

He clamped his mouth shut, eyes shining red.

You realised your skin no longer tingled. He’d erased your quirk.

“I…I’m so sorry,” you said, immediately overwhelmed by guilt. “I didn’t-”

“It’s fine,” he said, closing his eyes. “I’ve given it back now.”

It wasn’t fine, though. You had seen enough to know that. You clenched your hands in your lap, all too aware of the water soaking your skirt.

“I’m sorry,” you said again, unable to think of anything more coherent.

“Answer my question,” he said, far more gently than the first time. “Why did you come to a school for pro heroes?”

You thought about the scars on his body; the flash of horror at what should have been his happiest memory.

“Because,” you said, “heroes are more likely to get lost.”

Shouta glanced at you out of the corner of his eye and you blushed, worried you had said something embarrassing. He reached down into your lap for the cloth and placed it on his face.

“It’s getting late,” he said. “You should go home.”

“What about you?”

“Don’t worry about me,” he said, “I still have some stuff to do.”

“Can I at least make you some coffee?”

“Nah.”

You reached for your purse, albeit reluctantly, making sure to check and double check that you had your train pass. You couldn’t believe how much chaos it had caused.

“Are you sure you don’t want anything? I can get you some candy from the vending machine.”

Shouta had rolled over onto his side with his back to you and waved you away.

“Don’t think too much about it, just go.”

The school corridors didn’t seem so scary on your way out. The shadows didn’t seem quite so dark, nor your footsteps so loud. You were too distracted to truly pay attention, racking your brains for some way to make it up to Shouta. Perhaps you’d bring him lunch one day or make him his favourite snacks. Hizashi would know the kinds of things he liked to eat. You decided to ask him in the morning.

The lights were still on in the 1-A homeroom and you peered inside as you passed. From the looks of things, Shouta had been in the middle of marking. That wasn’t what drew your attention, though.

In his haste to leave the room and investigate the commotion, he hadn’t bothered to switch off the radio on his desk, instead leaving it to play to itself. Hizashi’s voice was more than a little distinctive and you knew within seconds that it was his show.

“ Now then, listeners, it’s time for our nightly poll! Tonight is a really difficult one, submitted by user rokstar88. When reborn into your next life, would you rather have no hair on your body at all or be completely hairy, like a yeti? Results are in after this short break.”

[cc-mha-plus-ultras]

In a world where there is no black or white I cried in the depths of hatred Not even allowed to stop, we just have to move Forward beyond that

I impatiently acted rashly on my own the fate that I’d carried until now You have a hard time even walking, Is there a way to save you?

When you feel like you’re about to give up I’ll rush to wherever you are

[rosetheshapeshifter]

Headcannons for the 1-A Dorms

• Extremely violent UNO games.

"Plus 10!"

"$*%$"

"Language Midoriya!"

"Shut up for a second Iida, I'mma 'bout to plus ultra Kaacchan's ass!"

"Ooh kinky!"

• Waking up to Tetsutetsu and Kirishima screaming 'Wassap!' at eachother when they wake up.

• Also waking up a very cranky Bakugou who screams at then and throws objects, only for them to land on someone else's balcony.

• Yelling at Mineta to respect the females.

"All women are queens."

"IF SHE BREATHES SHE A THOT!"

• To be honest, we already know how this ends, but incase you didn't, 13 males then start to simultaneously beat the grape kid's ass- then he got removed from class 1-A. They partied.

• Koda has many small animals that they all grew attached to. These animals may include a bunny, 2 parakeets, a hedgehog, and a few mice, ect.

• Speaking of mice, Kirishima has a very unmanly fear of mice. He will jump on the fridge and not come down until the mouse is atleast two miles away.

• The girls constantly steal clothes from the guys. Momo would steal a shirt from Aoyama, or Uraraka and Jirou would steal one from Bakugou. They usually don't mind, especially on laundry day. Bakugou still loses his shit, but as long as they return them and Deku never touches them, he's fine.

• Disney movie marathons every weekend. Its so much fun since they build pillow forts all over the floor of the living room.

• Endeavor never let Todoroki watch any Disney movies, so he's uncultured.

• At one point someone stole Aizawa's phone and they all took turns prank calling a bunch of pro heroes. They stopped when Aizawa finally found his phone, it wasn't fun, and you better believe that phone was dropped out a window by accident.

• The Bakusquad goes to Starbucks at 4am. They wake everyone up just to ask whether they want anything.

• Hey- atleast they're being considerate

• Aizawa catches them everytime, just to tell them to get him his coffee.

• Kaminari sings in the shower. Sero and Mina heard once, and now go to his room whenever the boy takes a shower. Not that the pikachu himsef knows.

• 1-A has this giant ass playlist that only has one rule. No one is allowed to take any songs out of it. It consists of over 500 songs. Varying from 'Hakuna Matata' This playlist is the most cursed part of Class 1-A, its terrifying. Songs like 'I Write Sins not Tragedies', 'Africa', and 'Never Gonna Give You Up' are also in the playlist. You better believe 'Old Town Road' is in it.

• If someone in that class gets bullied, then they're gonna have like 19 people beating their ass.

• Bakugou, Tsuyu, and Sato cook for everyone and take turns. Midoriya isn't allowed in the kitchen when Bakugou cooks, neither is Kaminari.

• Friday nights are game nights, meaning they all play either some board game or something along those lines.

• It always ends with learning something about everyone, nobody needed to know.

• The dorms all have passwords. The teachers' mistake with this was letting the students choose them. 1-A has to be very extra and change the passwords every week. Its ranged from 'Tenya's thicc thighs' to 'Deku's 2009 self insert All Might fanfic' to 'NyQuill'

• The girls constantly have sleepovers in eachother's dorm rooms. They often make eachother do stupid dares and drag the guys into it.

• Sero and Kaminari are fedora lords. I headcannon that they can and will rock any fedora. Kaminari specifically has a bunch he combines with any outfit.

• Shinso goes to the 1-A dorms all the time and is the only one (Besides Tetsutetsu and occasionally Mei) outside of 1-A who is allowed in there.

• Speaking of Mei, when she does come to visit, Tenya, Ochaco, and Izuku mysteriously disappear

• The Bakusquad wakes up early to terrorize Monoma in the 1-B dorms. Because Bakugou said so, and so Kiri can see Tetsutetsu

So my first headcannon list, I'm fairly proud of these, but tbh, I'll look back on these in like a week, and cringe. Oh well!

[makeste]

Favorite BnHA OST Tracks

anon I never thought this day would come. (థ ｪ థ) 

I fucking adore this OST. and no one has ever asked me about it. which is fine, but I think we all need to just take a moment to acknowledge that the BnHA soundtrack fucking slaps. I’m not just saying that as a fan of the series; I’m saying it as objective fact. it’s up there with Zelda and Game of Thrones and How to Train Your Dragon. this soundtrack deserves all the love. and up till this point I’d resigned myself to loving it quietly, but now you have unlocked pandora’s box so I just hope you’re ready!!

I have... let’s see... six BnHA-related playlists right now lol. out of these, three are composed of tracks from the OST (the other three are my character-inspired playlists. wait, did I say three? actually there’s four of those. so seven in all. good lord). this soundtrack gets a lot of play, you guys. when I like something, I have a tendency to put it on repeat until I’m sick of it. so if I never get sick of it, you can imagine how that ends up going.

I was going to do a top ten of this, but then I went through the playlist and wrote down all my favorites and there were like thirty. I briefly entertained the idea of just saying FUCK IT I’LL JUST POST THEM ALL!!!!, but I had to sit myself down and lecture myself about having some goddamn self control. so I narrowed it down to like... twenty-three. and then finally down to seventeen. soo, it’s a top ten, plus seven honorable mentions. this is the best I can do guys. this is taking everything I’ve got, so please just humor me this once.

I promise this post won’t be super long. I’m not even gonna put it under a cut. I will restrain myself. okay here we go.

 10. Bombing King!!

Katsukiiiiii. I couldn’t not put this here, who the hell do you think I am. it’s perfect for him. it’s rowdy (I love how it just crashes in with those opening drums and guitar without so much as a how-do-you-do), but it’s got a real drive to it, and a fucking legit leitmotif that can be cut into sections and remixed in any number of ways (see: number 4). if you want to make it sad you can make it sad. want to make it even more badass, you can definitely do that. it makes me excited because there’s so many ways to play around with it for his future character development.

9. Cavalry Battle

this track makes me want to go out and cause a ruckus. it’s so full of energy and there’s an optimism to it, but like a clever, resourceful optimism. I love when the melody smooths out at around 1:14. it’s like, the team is coming together and we’re gonna kick some ass. they should play this in promos for the Olympics.

8. Nevertheless, Go Beyond

this makes me want to save the world. this one actually gets bonus points for the title because it’s so emotive, and somehow nails the exact feeling that the music manages to convey. even when you can’t go on, go on. you’re a hero. people are depending on you. get up.

7. All For One

ooooooohhhhhh my gooodddddddd. “The Power of All For One” is arguably the creepier track, but this one is more epic. it sends chills down my spine. he’s so fearsome. only the strongest of the strong can hope to defeat him. good vs evillllllll. god the bass in this is so good. and the vocals. and the frenzied urgency of the strings. and the Inception-stype WHOOOOOOOM at the end ugh.

6. Your Power

I almost went with “I Absolutely Won’t Use the Heat (Left)” because it’s so sad and haunting, but in the end this version won out because, as with the All For One track above, it’s the more epic of the two. I really consider them to be two parts of the same track though. anyways, so Todoroki’s motif is hands down the most haunting on the OST. fact. it’s so goddamn tragic?? and this version of it has that resounding drum beat that to me feels like a kind of grim determination. it’s a great track, and perfect for that theatrical Todoroki family drama lol.

5. My Hero Academia

this traccccccck. is so good. it makes me picture someone standing on the edge of a cliff at dawn looking down on the city below. it’s just got this kind of legendary feel to it somehow. this is an “only the beginning of the adventure” type of track. I also associate this with Iida unveiling his Reciproburst during the Sports Festival arc, because it was used so fucking well during that scene. “everyone, there’s less than a minute left...” I honestly get chills every time I watch that. it’s like quintessential BnHA.

4. Katsuki and Izuku

guys. I don’t want to throw the word “masterpiece” around all willy-nilly, but this. this, right here, is why I like character motifs so much. because you can play with them and wind them apart and together and bam, just like that you’re telling a fucking story. so anyways, in case you didn’t know, this track combines You Say Run/Jet Set Run (a.k.a. Deku’s themes) with Bombing King!! (a.k.a. Katsuki’s theme). bringing the two of them together through the power of music ffff why am I so weak to this shit. when You Say Run kicks in at around 26 seconds I fucking looooose it. then when Katsuki’s theme first joins in at around 52 seconds I lose it all over again. this is a better arrangement of it than Bombing King tbh. which is perfect, because the whole point of their story is that the two of them make each other better! anyways, they just complement each other so perfectly. IT’S LIKE THIS TRACK IS A METAPHOR FOR SOMETHING YOU GUYS. waiting on the anime to fucking use this in season 4, since it went unused in s3 despite them having all the opportunities in the world smdh. they might actually use it in the upcoming movie, come to think.

3. You Say Run

obviously. what else is there even to say. this is a fucking tour de force. chills every time. I know y’all came here for 2:05, but honestly the whole track is a rush from start to finish. I’m literally not exaggerating when I say that this music taught me the meaning of plus ultra. like on a spiritual level. music is cool. please don’t be mad at me that I only put it at third. if anything, that ought to tell you just how much I love the #1 and #2 tracks.

2. Hero A

I can play this on repeat for hours. not an exaggeration. this has the highest play count of any of my BnHA tracks. I’m not a naturally energetic person. I want to be, but I’m not. but this track is like a fucking life-hack to get you pumped the fuck up. and it’s so catchy, and it makes you feel so good, like you can really do anything. it might not be easy, but you can do it! I actually like the “you can be a hero/you say run” motifs in this track even better than the original tracks tbh. especially when it goes a bit quieter and then builds up again starting from 1:45, and then the percussion kicks in again, and it’s like something out of a Rocky movie. this track makes me fucking believe. it makes me want to try.

 and before we go to number one, here are some runner-ups. (by “some” I mean a fuckton more of them but my descriptions are shorter. compromise)

 You Can Be a Hero - the track that proved it’s possible to simultaneously make someone feel more inspired than they’ve ever been in their entire life while also causing them to ugly cry

Heroic Fighting Battle Song - why is the season 2 OST so fucking good

Go Seize It! - why is the season 2 OST so fucking good

The Threat of Offense and Defense - this theme makes me want to solve difficult puzzles very dramatically

Battle of Deku - this is just here because of Deku VS Kacchan part 2. I 100% associate it with that fight. it’s a great track, but it wouldn’t quite stand out among all the other tracks if it wasn’t for that. but that fight does exist, so now this track makes me think of rivals throwing down and it’s great

Yoarashi Inasa - specifically the part that starts in at 1:14. it’s like the Naruto and FLCL soundtracks had a really funky baby

People Always Reaching for the Top “the winner of the U.A. sports festival is...” the only reason this track isn’t higher is because I don’t feel like it stands quite as well on its own as some of the other tracks. but with context?? god. I love how this was used at the end of Bakugou VS Todoroki. it was just the perfect cue for that scene. so good.

 ...bonus runner-ups because I’m a fucking liar and have no self-control at all

 From Me to You - this is the one used when Kacchan joins the scooby squad. it’s quiet and sad and hopeful all at once. the perfect theme for something ending and something else beginning

Rampaging Evil - I associate this with Tomura. it’s badass and usually means that some hardcore shit is happening

Predecessor’s Sworn Friend - this track is some straight up Cowboy Bebop shit. badass grandpa gettin to work

 okay, without any further ado let’s finish up with number one

 1. One for All Vs. All for One

good. versus. evil. this is epic incarnate. how is it so good. I have so many feels about it oh god. it’s so desperate and so determined at the same time. it perfectly conveys this image of one person, almost at their limit, standing alone against something terrible, and somehow reaching deep within themselves to summon the courage to fight. it is beautiful. it is powerful as shit. it may just be the most heroic thing I’ve ever heard.

 so that’s my top ten twenty! rest assured, this is still leaving a lot out. like the rest of the entire goddamn soundtrack. god this series fucking spoils us.

[blxckdamask]

Trashcan’s Fic Rec

So since it's the end of May, I thought it would be nice to rec some of my favourite fics I've read throughout the month. Most of these are BNHA since that's what I’m into now lmao. I’m doing this instead of writing the 5 fics I have planned and I havent posted in like 3 weeks oops.

Bakudeku Fics:

Plus Ultra Parenting by Superior_Moustache | 39k | 10/? | fluff | established relationship | kidfic 

Izuku and Katsuki, better known to the world as the Wonder Duo: Deku and Kacchan. The married hero couple finally adopted their first child together, a bouncing baby boy. Luckily, they're on paternity leave for one year (thank god), so they can bond with their son as much as possible. They're going to be the best damn daddies and go beyond PLUS ULTRA!

Katsuki Bakugou has No Goddamn Chill (But Its For The Best That He Doesn’t) by Rosae  | 8k | 2/2 | hurt/comfort | fluff | platonic or romantic 

Alternatively titled: The Entire Goddamn School Gives Up On Trying To Understand These Two & Aizawa is Really Tired.

Izuku and Bakugou had a long and complicated history, but most of the school was pretty sure that they understood where the two currently stood as rivals. Then Izuku's dad showed up on campus and everyone's preconceptions were mercilessly thrown out the window. In which Bakugou tries to murder a man, has a soft side and convinces his entire class the twilight zone is real.

Ft. Part 2: Turns out Izuku and Bakugou will work together willingly if given proper motivation. Endeavor showing up for a training exercise apparently qualifies. Aizawa is really tired of these children not asking for help and everyone else is absolutely terrified (and secretly very glad these two don't work together more often).

briar roses (and hundred years of sleep) by vannral | 15k | 5/5 | angst w/ a happy ending | get together | eventual nsfw 

In complete honesty, no one who knows the Class 3-A should be surprised anymore. Izuku is asleep.

In which Izuku is hit by a ‘Sleeping Beauty’ Quirk, Class 3-A tries to find his True Love and get them to kiss him, and Katsuki’s very angry about it all.

Six Between by majjale | 2k | 1/1 | angst | established relationship | betrayal 

Izuku is hospitalized after a nasty fight. Katsuki finally visits.

Utopia by Kanea_vR | 2k | 1/1 | fluff | established relationship | marriage proposal | domestic 

In which Izuku worries that his and Katsuki’s relationship has become too domestic, and Katsuki proves him right. Not that either of them are complaining.

Todobaku Fics: 

No Questions by ravenssaur | 3k | 1/1 | hurt/comfort | angst | deaf!bakugou

Everytime his doorbell rings at 3am, Todoroki knows exactly who is it.

Kitties Tale by Midknight_works | 2k | 1/1 | fluff | domestic | slight nsfw

Bakugou brings home a stray box full of kittens for his and Shouto’s one year anniversary.

Where White Lilies Lay by sodapopcurtis | 17k | 1/2 | break up & make up | angst | hurt/comfort | fluff 

Shouto’s eyes light up in a way that rivals every star in the galaxy, and the past year falls to pieces. “You’re Katsuki.”

With staggered breath, he replies, “You remember me?”

“Of course I do,” Shouto says, “You’re my boyfriend.”

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Todoroki Shouto gets amnesia and remembers only two things: 1) his name, and 2) that he's dating Bakugou Katsuki.

The only problem is, they broke up a year ago.

Deeper by snakeskinbuffalo | 3k | 1/1 | soulmate au | get together | tw suicide attempt, self harm, depression 

“Katsuki, your soulmate is someone who will always be by your side. They will be someone who completes you. Together, you will make an unstoppable force.”

AU where Bakugou and Todoroki are soulmates and Bakugou is in denial.

Do You Like... (series) by degradedpsychotic | 3 works | 57k | not completed | very nsfw | established relationship | cheating 

Shouto is looking at the damn vent like he’s about to make a break for it. “It’s not, um, what it looks-” “It’s exactly what it looks like,” Katsuki cuts across, his voice losing its bite. Shouto flinches, and silence spreads between them like the frost on Shouto’s fingers.

- - -

Shouto Todoroki and Katsuki Bakugo are tired of their marriage.

better late than never by bonnia | 12k | 1/1 | body swap au | get together | aggressive hand holding (lmao) 

“I’m sorry, but I’m not letting you go. I quite like being in my own body.” Todoroki's next breath comes out icy cold, and Katsuki leans as far back as their joint hands will allow.

“Are you fucking hearing yourself?” he sputters, feeling heat crawl up his neck to his ears.

(or: bakugou and todoroki get hit by a body swap quirk, and physical contact seems to be the only answer to their predicament)

Without Hesitation by XenophoneSpeaks | 8k | 2/2 | love confessions | hurt/comfort | get together | fluff | angst w/ a happy ending

The first time Bakugou told Todoroki he was in love with him, he thought he’d die.

Starting Over From Ground Zero by HyacinthAtropa & XenophoneSpeaks | temporary amnesia | get together | coming out | nsfw | angst w/ a happy ending 

“What would their relationship have been like, if Bakugou’s pride hadn’t stood in the way? Would they have been friends, or would things have mostly stayed the same? Would Bakugou have been happier, more open and honest about his feelings and wants and needs as a person? Would he have accepted and even appreciated the comfort others offered him, rather than always keeping people at arm’s-length in an effort to maintain an image of independence and strength?

Todoroki didn’t know.

He didn’t know. But he wanted to.

Abruptly, like a bolt of lightning, he realized he actually had the chance to find out.”

(Or: that one where Bakugou has temporary amnesia and Todoroki is tasked with caring for him until his memory returns, but ends up falling in love with the part of Bakugou that Bakugou has always kept hidden away instead.)

i don’t need to hear to know how i feel (series) by Lizxcliff | 5 works | 16k | not completed | deaf todoroki | coffee shop au | get together | fluff | angst | eventual nsfw 

“English tea, right?” He asked. The man in front of him stared, unsure of how to interact with the handsome, blonde man. This, of course, annoyed Bakugou. “Speak, moron.” He said harsher. Todoroki continued looking at him. He probably doesn’t speak sign language. He reached towards the left end of the counter and grabbed a paper menu. Searching quickly, Todoroki found the English tea, and pointed to it.

Kacchako Fics:

pink cheeks, calloused hands, small wonders by TheGodWith5Yen | 37k | 7/7 | established relationship | domestic fluff | pregnancy | kid fic | adoption 

Her hands found his. She breathed out. Her breath smelled like Listerine, it made Katsuki wrinkle his nose at her.

“I’m pregnant.”

Katsuki’s eyes widened and he stared at her, his mouth opening. “Oh shit. Shit, whoa, okay, wow.” His hands unclasped from hers and traveled down to her stomach. “Ochako, wow.” Not even an hour ago he was convinced his girlfriend was breaking up with him. His mind couldn’t completely wrap around what was happening, but he couldn’t stop looking at his girlfriend in awe. He kissed her forehead, a smacking kiss with a “mwah” sound that had Ochako rolling her eyes and cuddling closer to him. “You’re pregnant.”

“I am.” Ochako agreed, her voice steady and confidant.

Katsuki licked his dry lips. His mind was racing. “Cool.”

It’s Our Secret, Angel Face by thesweetestnerd | 200k | 39/39 | nsfw | mutual pining | get together | fluff | angst | friends with benefits 

Broken down and humiliated after her crushing defeat in the Sports Festival, Uraraka just wants to sleep off her injuries in the infirmary. She didn't expect to get a very loud and very angry roommate for the night.

(A Kacchako one shot that turned into a love story.)

Other Fics:

Perception (series) by aizawashouta | erasermic | 2 works | 10k | not completed | nsfw | friends to lovers | mutual pining | get together | angst w/ a happy ending 

Five times Hizashi feels like a burden to Shouta and one time he finally snaps with Shouta by his side to pick up the pieces.

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Hizashi is all too aware that they’re polar opposites, Shouta being the calm to his storm, the quiet to his loud exuberance. Shouta, who’s at his most content curled up on the couch in their shared living room, or anywhere, really, napping or idly playing with their two cats while Hizashi’s busy going through his ever-growing music library, bothering Shouta for his opinion before adding the songs that have gained his friend’s grudging approval to whatever new playlist that he’s working on.

No matter how hard he tries, he can’t leave him alone and, miraculously, Shouta’s been tolerating him for fifteen years.

He hopes to God that it hasn’t become an obligation.

like-like by nanasekei | stony | 5k | 1/1 | POV morgan | fluff | kid fic | steve being a cool step dad | domestic 

Morgan doesn’t really know Captain America.

After The Tournament by bluewerewolfprose | wolfstar & drarry | 175k | 53/? | canon divergent | fix it fic | fluff | angst | angst w/ a happy ending | everyone is gay | trans Sirius | eventual drarry | nsfw 

What if Remus and Sirius realised Harry was being abused? What if all Dumbledore’s careful plans were pulled apart by the power he relied on most of all?

After the Triwizard Tournament, a traumatised Harry admits he can't go back to Privet Drive. Sirius and Remus refuse to submit to Dumbledore's plan and take him back to Grimmauld Place with them, where they must learn how to live together, how to care for one another, and how to trust one another. After so long, can they build a family together? Will they even have a chance when a war rages outside their door? And can the prophecy ever be fulfilled?

[kannra21]

Let's be honest, bird of paradise dance is just salsa dance. 😂 Hawks doing the shakey-wakeys while wings are following his movements is pretty much a dancing bird. 🤣🤣 + his red wings are charming and his bird brain thinks that vibrant colors attract ladies. It's hilarious and he jokes ab it a lot.

No matter how many times he's gone through this, Hawks still feels uneasy when facing his fans so he's rehearsing the talk in front of the mirror. His speech at the Billboard Charts was the result of him preparing to make a strong impression. He likes the lower ranks since they're easier to talk to.

He hates mustard. If this gets on his chicken nuggies he's done.

He owns a kigurumi and he loves it bc regular shirts sometimes cause irritation from a serger/overlocker finish on seams rubbing against his skin. It's bc he has a mutant Quirk and the space around his wings feels uncomfortable. He's cold from walking around in his home shirtless so he rly loves the onesie.

HPSC never allowed him bc he needed to maintain a respectable look, but Hawks rly likes the idea of tattoos and piercings.

He draws like crap.

But he's v good at singing.

He puffs up his wings when it's hot so he could let go of some heat. Now imagine him walking puffed on the street and everyone going crazy over it.

He's trying to read every fanmail he receives and whenever he finds time, he sends a mail back with a caption "tnx four your encouragement/together we'll save the world/go beyond plus ultra!" with his signature or small creative details. He's aware that people are sharing their received mails on social media so if they find out that he's just copy-pasting responses, it would mean that he doesn't care ab his fans enough. That's why he's rly trying to make every person feel special by making it different.

He's doing two days of cardio per week. He focuses on shorter sessions with higher intensity. Since his wings are doing most of his job for him, he gets rly annoyed when he needs to do the workouts but he rewards himself later.

HPSC doesn't support the engagement in dirty activities bc they claim that it's important to be a useful member of society. They don't plan on financing him for this kinds of purposes. He doesn't listen to them and buys stuff online for them to see bc they're having access to his bank account. They're being ridiculous and he has normal human needs. He's laughing when they're mocking him ab it.

He's the type to cry during an emotional moment in the series.

He loves dogs better than cats bc cats steal his feathers.

Tokoyami gets surprised when he realizes that his and Hawks' playlists are quite similar.

HPSC thought that Lady Nagant was a bad influence for Hawks bc she supported fun over work. She'd get into fights with them a lot and she hated to be treated by them as some tool rather than a human being. Hawks though it was scary bc it reminded him of the times when his parents used to fight. Hawks hates fights, he was never the type to unleash his fury at anyone except when it came to work.

Although his mother wasn't the best, Hawks still loved her. He'd always keep little knick-knacks that reminded him of her on his nightstand.

He'd do popular challenges if fans asked him to. However, he won't do inappropriate stuff or smtng that could threaten his life. He came to this decision after a challenge where a fan asked him to prove how high he could fly and when he reached a higher altitude, he fell unconscious bc of the lack of oxygen. He was lucky that he woke up mid-air otherwise he wouldn't have survived.

He hangs with Miruko most of the time bc he feels like she understands him better than anyone. From people touching their mutant parts to annoying Endeavor during their patrols. Hawks needs a break from hero work so hanging out with someone as laid back as himself helps a lot.

One of his wishes is to learn how to play an instrument so he'd probably dedicate himself to it once the heroes can have more time for themselves.

Yalllll

Drop your hawks hc I wanna see em

[thetrueimpstar]

Hitting the Wall

Hit a wall today while attempting to jog and remembered I had this in my playlist. Kicked my whole body into high gear and powered my way through it.

Motivation is hard to come by and I often find it comes from unexpected places, My Hero Academia being one of them.

Anytime you feel unmotivated or like you can’t do something, whether its working out, drawing, writing, whatever you do, play this clip. Picture yourself going beyond what you think you’re capable of and achieve more. PLUS ULTRA THE HELL OUT OF IT!!!