#and... something about how the rest of the lov treated both of them in the end

[pocketramblr]

What do you think of Giran x Magne?

I like it! I think they sorta had flings between meeting and the lov, since Giran doesn't mix work and pleasure, but Magne is probably my favorite lov member to ship Giran with

[deadghosy]

☆BEING MATTHEO’S CHILDHOOD FRIEND TO LOVER ☆ male version||female version

COMPLETELY protective over you ever since childhood. He literally fought a kid back then because they didn’t like that you were a “girl” playing boy games with them. You were sensitive back then, so of course you cried to mattheo about it. And mattheo did something about it. He punched the kid and stole their teddy bear to give it to you.

He asks you about girl things so he can flirt and treat a girl better. You could be literally reading a romance book, and he wants to learn too. Please teach him or else he’s gonna whine about losing another girl.

“Sooooo what does a girl like for a guy like me to tap that ass…cause I got a girl on my roster..” mattheo says sliding by you in the library table you sat in. You were literally getting to the good part of where the two main characters were gonna kiss. “Why are you asking me these questions riddle…” you say with venom in your tone towards his last name. Mattheo frowned. “Actually my name from you is Matty, Matt, and matty bear. So please—”

“—Please kill yourself and never let your soul rest after.” You say getting up from the library table and walking away. Mattheo’s jaw drop as he followed you offended. He never interrupted your reading time ever.

When your period comes…he’s asking you “what the fuck that is” and “why is it hurting you” with a frown. He’s thinking he can solve it like any other with a wave of his wand…but it’s more complicated when you explained how your uterus is shredding itself and that’s all you can get out before mattheo started to gag and leave your dorm room like the overdramatic king he is.

He still loves you dearly so he got you tea and some materials you need for the rest of your week.

Sometimes when you two have a sleepover, which is just either of you two sneaking into the girls dorms or the boys. You two gossip like little girls ready to rip someone’s heart out.

Mattheo is 50/50 on you doing makeup on him. But if you really plead and want to do it. He’s gonna let you. He can’t say no to you sadly.

A guy had broken your heart once, so he broke his face in…and broke his dick. Don’t ask.

Couple of girls hated how close you were to Mattheo. He’s a handsome guy, so of course people may spread rumors around. And Mattheo doesn’t really like that, he’s going to the girl and showering her how equal rights have hands.

If you two ever argue, it leads to Mattheo apologizing first. He’s a sucker for you, he doesn’t know why. He just doesn’t want you to be mad at him.

It’s even worst when you talk to anyone else than him.

When you fully ignore him, no texting, no calling, not even talking to you in public and being by you makes him go insane. He’s smoking in the courtyard. Jaw tightened as he eyes you across. He can tell that you know he is staring. He can tell you know indeed when you shift a lot.

The way you feel his burning gaze on you, it made you feel warm. You always loved mattheo, but with him always “going after” girls…you just thought that maybe he wouldn’t love you back.

Jealousy is something mattheo has built into him. He doesn’t know why, so when a ravenclaw student tried to ask you out. He couldn’t stand it. He had to take you away. He couldn’t bare to lose you. He ushered you away from the student, taking you to an empty classroom. He couldn’t handle not being near you, he hated it the most. You are his other part.

He hates it.

“I don’t know who that guy was. But you’re mine. Okay? You’re mine, you always have been even if we both didn’t recognize it. Shit, I know I’m dumb to think to just push my feelings away from you. But I can’t help but love how you are so amazing…” he says slowly at the end. Kissing your head and closing his eyes. You smile slowly. Your heart swell with warmth, taking a deep breath in as you wrapped your arms around him too. You loved him just like how he loves you. He loves you as if you were the made the creation of his favorite food. He loved you like making new potions. He loved you like music to his ears.

He always has been a gentleman before you two dated. He made sure he opened doors for you. He made sure you were comfortable with things. He would even sacrifice his cloaks if you were cold.

He’s like a puppy in love as he just lights up seeing you.

He loves his girl very much. You are the prettiest thing he could ever ask and give for.

[super-paper]

I feel like Toga and All for One have many similarities, but I am unable to articulate as to why I feel this way.

I think it's safe to say that AFO is an intentional foil to Himiko, Tenko, and Touya at this point! I've discussed how he shares body motifs with all three of them before, but his backstory more or less cemented that he's supposed to be read as "the worst possible extreme and the worst possible conclusion" to each of the trio's respective origins and overall stories.

As for how Himiko and AFO foil each other, specifically:

Cannibalism as a metaphor for Not cannibalism

Let's get the obvious point outta the way first, lol.

AFO and Himiko are both established as children that society wasn't prepared or willing to care for-- AFO was born during the advent of quirks where "paranormal" children like him were treated as diseased and shunned (or worse) by the rest of society, while Himiko was born during an "era of peace" where civilians are expected to maintain said peace through endlessly conformity and complacency-- outside of pro-heroism, civilians are essentially expected to role-play as though they've returned to "normalcy" (i.e. pre-quirk society) and the fear of being labeled as "abnormal" (despite living in a post-paranormal society) drives them to shun those who can't easily conform.

Both AFO and Himiko's "first sin" involves the "consumption of their fellow humans," which they both commit when they are too young to fully understand what they're doing-- and both acts of consumption were initially tied to their attempts to fulfill a basic human "need" that wasn't being provided for. Himiko drank the blood of a friend whose smile she envied after years of having her own smile called "creepy," AFO was a starving newborn whose mother couldn't provide him milk or protection and whose cries were ultimately ignored by everyone else. When Himiko takes someone's blood and "becomes someone else", she finally feels good "about herself". When AFO takes his mom's quirk and uses it to drink her blood, he no longer feels hungry and no longer has any reason to cry out for help/attention. Thus, AFO & Himiko ultimately learn and internalize that in order to fulfill their own neglected needs, they need to take from others.

Something something re: "the catharsis that comes with finally """"embracing your true nature'"""" so you can finally become what your family always feared you'd be (POV: you are 14 years old and utterly doomed by the narrative) (and so is the main object of your ""affection"") (puberty is a bitch ain't it!)" something something

To Himiko, the consumption of others becomes a way to "become somebody else"-- someone the world will treat more kindly than they treat "Toga Himiko." She feels the urge to completely drain the blood of anyone who has the life and relationships that she desperately wants for herself. Before that, drinking blood was simply her way of expressing admiration/affection and fell under the banner of MHA's definition of "pure love" (i.e. love as imitation). Himiko showed no inclination towards completely draining the blood of those she loves until her psychotic break with Saito, and she is notably able to restrain her supposed "urges" around the LOV despite loving them deeply. The "urge to drain those she loves completely" isn't actually tied to her quirk, but to her desire to "become someone else."

To AFO, the consumption of others became yet another way to rob them of their autonomy-- by taking away "a part of them" and forcibly turning it into a part himself in the most base, unsettling, and crude way possible. Before that, his consumption of others was simply driven by his instinct to survive. AFO's "urge to take" is tied to the preconception that no one will provide for him or look at him UNLESS he is taking something from them-- like Himiko, his quirk merely makes it easier for him to act on urges that don't actually stem from the quirk itself. AFO's warped perception of other people balloons wildly out of control by the time he reaches his teens, and finally cumulates in him ""eating"" the glowing baby out of jealousy:

*Kills someone over their follower count* Man, AFO is nvr gonna beat the "was a tiktok e-girl in his previous life" allegations

AFO and Himiko both "consume" other people out of jealousy and a desire to make up for what they feel they lack as individuals-- but an important distinction between the two of them, I feel, is that Himiko's consumption of others is ultimately driven by her desire to connect with other people while AFO's consumption is instead based on fear + mistrust of others. It's the difference between "Consumption as wanting to become a part of someone and become a part of the world they live in (+ consumption as a way to become a part of the world by living vicariously through someone else)" and "consumption as forcibly making someone a part of you and forcibly taking away their connection to the world."

Speaking of "consuming someone who has traits you envy in an attempt to make those traits your own" *pointedly looks at AFO's dynamic with Tomura* ...........yearp.

It's only after Himiko's human needs are finally addressed by Ochako, that Himiko learns the desire to "give" rather than take. I feel that this is probably one of the core take aways of the series while more or less being the "end goal" of the OFAFO plot-- "endless giving without ever taking" (All Might becoming the number one hero at the steep price of himself and Izuku almost destroying himself in the process of trying to emulate All Might) and "endless taking without ever giving" (AFO full stop, as well as society itself towards both the heroes and villains) are both extremes that only cause more people to get hurt. There has to be reciprocity. It has to be "One for All -AND- All for One." Give -AND- Take.

Side note: Himiko's favorite food being pomegranates also strikes me as ironic when you remember that Hori is gigantic mythology nerd-- In both art and mythology, it's not uncommon for pomegranates to be used as a visual for "flesh" and for their consumption to be used as a stand in for cannibalism. In greek mythology, pomegranates are known as the "fruit of the dead", and are believed to have originated from the blood of Adonis. There is also the legend of Persephone, who was cursed to remain within the underworld for six months each year as the price for consuming six pomegranate seeds while in hell.

The Buddhist legend of Hairiti/Kishimojin also stands out for framing pomegranates as a "cure" for cannibalism, by offering them to man-eating demons in lieu of flesh:

As for AFO-- it's been pointed out by several different people that he shares several parallels with the greek titan, Cronus, who is most famous for having devoured his own children whole.

With that in mind, I feel like the act of consuming blood has an almost mythological edge to it for these two (outside the obvious reality-based social stigma of it lol)-- the act of "eating" others, regardless of intent, is what condemned both AFO and Himiko to hell. But Himiko is offered a way out of that hell and ultimately finds salvation in allowing herself to be "consumed" in turn, while AFO just doubles down on eating every rando beefcake he can get his hands on while giggling like a school girl (and yet, when the chance to eat Toshi finally presents itself, he totally fails to capitalize on it. mfer can't even "cannibalism as a metaphor freaky gay sex with your dramaturgical foil" right smh 😤).

As an aside, when I say "people generally read into MHA too literally and expect entirely too literal conclusions for what is largely a fantastical story about abuse/trauma/coping mechanisms," how MHA depicts ""cannibalism"" through Himiko is actually one of the examples that comes to mind lol. So many people think that death or jail is the only appropriate conclusion for Himiko's character because it's the "only realistic conclusion" like they aren't reading a story where people have tape dispensers for arms lmfao.

OMNOMNOM-- (On Mouths)

:D

Not much to elaborate on here, mouths (and smiles) are AFO and Himiko's shared body motif in MHA's narrative. AFO's mouth is his only distinguishable facial feature during Parts 1 & 2, Himiko's smile/mouth is her defining feature and how others perceive it is a source of trauma for her. Her villain outfit is notable in how it covers her mouth/hides her smile while also resembling AFO's act 1 mask:

*squish*

During the final war, Himiko puts her mask on and hides her mouth immediately after being rejected by Izuku. This is symbolic of a lot of different things, but mostly, it drives home how she is no longer interested in talking things out and has "fully embraced being a villain." Ochako understands what's at stake and spends the rest of the fight trying to "take the mask back off"-- she understands there is something behind Himiko's villain mask that she needs to save.

Meanwhile, Toshi smashes past AFO's mask during Kamino and finds there is simply nothing underneath it-- reinforcing the idea that AFO has made "being a villain" his entire identity and that there is nothing worth saving behind his mask. However, Toshi was also the one who "smashed" AFO's facial features away in the first place. AFO definitely deserved getting his head popped, but in the context of MHA as a whole, I feel like AFO and Toshi's dynamic only highlights the overall tragedy of the hero/villain system and why it's a good thing that the new generation is starting to challenge it.

It is worth mentioning that mouths are frequently used to mask and dehumanize within the context of MHA's narrative, but this isn't something exclusive to AFO and Himiko ('sup Toshi) (''sup Tomura).

(I don't actually have anything else to add here lol)

Demon Child, Demon Lord

AFO and Himiko also stand out in how they're both framed as having been "born bad"-- Himiko by her parents, AFO by himself and the narration. Discerning readers already know that this is a crock of shit.

Child for One sees the Demon Lord being surrounded by people who provide for him out of fear while he's stuck living in isolation and squalor with Yoichi, and decides the only appropriate reaction to this is to make a children's comic book his entire personality (he's just like me fr)-- He embraces the idea of becoming a demon and shedding off his humanity, and immediately starts self-styling himself off a generic biz-caz corporate shmuck (lmfao).

Unlike AFO, Himiko resists the label of "demon" as much as she can-- she styles herself as "a cute high school girl" despite being a middle school drop out because she realizes the world will treat her a little more kindly this way (but only a little). Himiko longs to be seen as human, but is made to feel like a monster instead.

What I find interesting is that AFO himself outright admits that he lacked the ego/awareness necessary to "consciously" take Yoichi's quirk when they were children-- yet, both he and the narration continuously frame the siphoning of his mother's life, quirk, and Yoichi's nutrients as though they were intentional, malicious acts. AFO leans into this framing and builds his whole identity around it until that framing is finally pulled away from him literal seconds before his death.

Being "human" to Himiko means going back to a time where she was loved and accepted unconditionally. Being "human" to AFO means going back to being that screaming infant who no one would look at.

Like it or not, everyone is human in the end little dude.

Other Miscellaneous Similarities:

This one doesn't require much explanation-- through prioritizing their own needs above all else, AFO and Himiko both dehumanize other people the same way other people dehumanize them. Himiko is still a child, however-- and she is ultimately saved by her desire to be accepted and form genuine connections with others. Her final fight with Ochako is as much about getting Himiko to see Ochako as "human" as it is Ochako acknowledging Himiko's humanity. Once again, it's all about reciprocity/give-and-take.

""join our family and let me raise you! :D *hard cut to a burning orphanage*" AFO being genuinely puzzled that ppl aren't jumping at the chance to raised by him is my favorite running gag in mha.

Both AFO and Himiko also have a habit of being.... inappropriately intimate with other people, often to the point where whatever "relationship" they have with others exists almost entirely in their own head. Himiko calls Tsuyu by her first name and gets told to cut it out because this is a privilege Tsuyu reserves for her friends, and Himiko immediately interprets this as Tsuyu offering to be friends. AFO calls his worshippers his "friends" and his cult "his family" and asks that his young victims call him "uncle" like he's a kindly family friend and not the dude who is blackmailing them into betraying all their friends.

Also, neva 4get.....

To think AFO could have also had fun yuri times if he had just stopped being a dickhead for five seconds. Tragic. 😔

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[mango-bango-bby]

Hey Mango I was wondering if I can request for a L.O.V Were darling reader had a relationship (secret) and they comes back crying because they found out there partner cheated On them?❤

♡ Cheated ♡

(A/N: Platonic LOV 🥺🥺 Comforts me and my heart 🥺💖 I’ve gone through this before and what I would give to have had the LOV to be with me during that time!!)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, platonic yandere, protectiveness, readers boyfriend cheats on them, mentions and implied murder

Summary: Your boyfriend cheated on you, but your family is here to comfort you (Platonic!LOV x GN!teen!reader)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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You are the baby of the league. By that, it means you were the youngest and they refused to let you go on many missions with them. You were mostly a nurse, taking care of their injuries. They all treated you like a child, even though you were a teenager. You hated it, how much they babied you.

You immediately feel the tension when you enter into the bar. Kurogiri being the first one to speak up. “Where were you?” He asks stiffly, saying what the rest of the villains were thinking. You keep your eyes fixated on the floor, trying not the let put the tears you were trying so hard to hold in.

“I’m going to my room” you say trying to keep your voice stable but being unable to keep your voice from wavering. Toga is the first one to get up, grabbing onto your arm as you try and walk away, spinning you around to face her. “Oh my gosh, you are crying! Oh, my poor Y/n!” she gasps, immediately pulling you into a tight hug. You want to push her away tell her that your fine, but you don’t.

You bring your hand up to hold tightly onto her as well, burying your face into her neck as you let out sobs. “Is this because of that boy?” Dabi sneers, watching you nod your head while still holding onto Toga. You had a huge crush on a member of a villain group they had worked with before, the whole league knew. However they didn’t know you started dating him. They just thought it was a crush.

“W-we started da-dating-” you start only to cut off. “You what?” Tomura interrupted, disgust in this voice. They were so protective over you, it wanting you dating anyone or even being around anyone else. Knowing that you start dating that dirtbag and now he had made you fucking cry? Didn’t bode well. You were like a little sibling to all of them!

“He cheated on me” you whisper, feeling the energy in the room immediately darken. Not only did this boy date you behind their backs, but then he broke your fucking heart?! He broke your heart, he made you cry! “I’m sorry-“ you start only to be cut off once again.

“Don’t be sorry, that boys a fucking idiot” Dabi seethes. As much as most of them would deny it, they really cared about you. “Poor baby, don’t waste your tears on someone like him” Toga says, petting your hair. Although she’s upset for you, she is excited to comfort you. Every time your sad it means you get some quality time with your ‘big sister’.

Shigaraki is already planning murder. And not a quick one, one that would hurt. Something that would hurt the same way he hurt you. That’s not even including the person he cheated on you with, they’re going to get what’s coming to them too.

You sit on the couch Dabi and Tomura sits on, Toga leading you over there. You sit in between both of them, pulling both of them closer to you so you’re squished in between them. You lay your head on Dabi’s shoulder, silent tears falling down your face again.

With your eyes closed, they all look at each other. A silent agreement. This boy is going to get what’s coming to him.

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[vimara00]

Hi everyone, it's Vi! ✨ Today I decided to write something with the trope "she fell first but he fell harder" because I can. Also, I wanna wish u a Merry Christmas!!! 🎅 🎄

Hope you enjoy! ❤️ (Again, sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language 🙈)

Pd: It's gonna be a part 2

All characters reservations to Horikoshi

Warnings: jealousy

Too blind to see (Kirishima x F!reader)

(Image created with AI)

Kirishima and y/n have known each other since birth as both of their mothers were friends. They dreamed of the two of them getting along and, in an ideal future, getting married and giving them grandchildren, but it was too early for the last part. They became inseparable and did everything together; They went to the same kindergarten, same high school, and even managed to enter the UA. However, because of y/n "sanation" quirk, she was at another class. But that wasn't an impediment for seeing each other every day. And when she wasn't with Kirishima and his friends, she would be helping on the nursery as part of her training. Her mentor, Recovery girl, always said that she'll take her place when she retired, so y/n needed to work extra hard if she wanted to be able to save heroes' lives during battle.

Kirishima was y/n's number one fan; she was his muse, his rock, and his 'best friend' while for her...he was way more than that. She was in love with her best friend and came with the realisation, at a very young age, that he didn't see her as a potential partner so she kept her mouth shut for all this years, scared of rejection.

However, lately, Kirishima's been more protective than normal; At first, she thought it probably had something to do with the LOV's recent attack, but certain actions made her think otherwise...

The other day, Deku came in with new injuries, and because he was a regular patient, he talked a lot with y/n while she treated his wounds. They became very good friends as she was one of the few who knew of OFA. Kirishima hadn't noticed how close they were till he came in later that day to check on Midoriya and found them siting next to eachother (shoulders touching and being VERY VERY close for his liking) reading and talking about his notes. He was standing at the door annoyed by the scene happening in front of him, and suddenly, a new sensation came with it, one he couldn't put into words, but it felt similar to fear. Of what? He was yet to find out...

He decided enough was enough and entered the room, making his presence known. Izuku might have noticed the intense look Kirishima was giving him cause he tensed and moved a little so his body wasn't touching hers at all; He knew that, even though the redhead was such a great guy, when it came to her, he sure as hell would beat someone up just because that person looked the wrong way (Midoriya has seen it many times). Y/n didn't think much of it as she greeted him with a kiss on the cheek and kept doing some reports that Recovery girl has left for her. After she was done, they left so Izuku could rest, but not before she gave him a quick hug and said their goodbyes. Kirishima was rather quiet all the way to her doorm, and once they arrived, he said 'You are really close with Midoriya, ah?' 'Yes, he's a really nice guy! He comes almost every day so he's my favorite patient by now' His face turned into a frown to that and respond 'Is that so?' He hadn't stopped looking intensibly at her, and it was making the e/c girl nervous. <Why does he sound like he's jealous?> The girl was wondering when suddenly, he grabbed her forearm gently so her body was now facing him. His eyes were no longer on her but the floor, and he whispered 'I don't like you being that friendly with him. I'm supposed to be the one who receives your hugs and the one you tend their wounds of!' He paused for a few seconds and finally looked at her as he continued 'I don't like sharing your attention or you affection. I know it's selfish but lately, when I see you with others, it hurts and it annoys me...I feel kind of left out and I don't like it one bit' Someone would of assumed this 'sensations' Kirishima was having were of pure jealousy or envy because of the threaten of her finding someone else and that this might have been his confession but no. He's convinced himself, and her, that it was his mission as a 'big bro' that he needed to be sure the guy she settled for was a nice one. That night, both of them went to sleep with a huge weight of their hearts. Y/n because she realized that nothing has changed and that she'd always be his friend no matter how cute she dressed or how mature she acted, she'd never be his first option. As for him... He felt his chest tighten at the thought of her being with some other dude.

The next few days, he did everything in his power to not let Midoriya or any other of his friends near y/n, but he couldn't control everyone for too long, could he? It wasn't long enough until UA most handsome guy, had to pay a visit to the nursery and even took the chance to invite her to endeavors agency to work with them. She was very excited to tell him about what happened and that she accepted their offer, but Kirishima had to pretend that he was happy when he actually was feeling sad)?

Since then, mister cute face has spent too much time with her and did everything together; from eating lunch to going on missions alone and then having dinner at his house (Midoriya and Bakugou were there too but still) The redhead was going crazy to say the least. However, he began to wonder if these emotions were similar to the ones a brother would have for his little sister or more like a boyfriend would have for his girl. The word 'jealousy' came along with those thoughts and so he understood why he got so annoyed and anxious whenever she was with someone else or how worried he got by just the idea of her having a boyfriend or even marrying someone; marrying someone who wasn't him. He was in love with her! All this time, he actually thought he was doing the right thing by being protecting her from praying eyes but he was just keeping her to himself instead. He realized how mistaken he had been and needed to make his intentions clear for her even if she rejected him. He just needed to find the right time

....

Part 2 in a few days 😉

[princess-of-the-corner]

Amnesia!Dabi: Honestly, how do you think the rest of the LoV would take Dabi's "betrayal"? Like, are we going CC, & Dabi eventually takes half in the divorce? Do they understand his reasoning but stay put? Are they mad at him, think he overreacted? Heck, do they think he infiltrated the heroes, & he might still be on their side? (Is this still Dabi/Hawks? How do they meet if Dabi isn’t Hawks's contact?)

Some of this might depend on if Dabi told them the amnesia story. I think he would, partly from starting to trust the group and partly because his whole reason for joining really boils down to trying to find himself, and he'd need to tell them so they can look for leads.

It might be a while before they find out that Toya jumped ship.

Like they know that Dabi and Himiko don't manage to meet up with them. They hope they got away, but know there's a chance they got caught and arrested.

But it'd be weird because they'd expect to hear about the arrest in the news, but the news still says they're both at large. In reality it's being kept quiet because Himiko is a child and they're sorting out Dabi's situation.

The first they'd probably hear is that eventually a news story breaks about Toya being found, so if his face is in the news they go ????. At first they'd assume he was spying on them and that the amnesia was a lie, but then the news reports that Toya still has the amnesia. So they guess that he probably remembered enough to be able to go home and..... well. They can't fault a guy for wanting to go back to his family instead of being /here/

(a lot of them are kinda..... they'd like to jump ship because they're starting to realize that AfO is Real Damn Bad™ and not just the 'gotta break some laws to make change' type of thing they were promised at first. But they're attached to each other and don't have anywhere safer to go, and are still hopeful on the 'we can change society by doing this')

That said.... they are still a bit concerned for him. Dabi did show trauma responses that were still intact despite the lack of memory. He might be somewhere technically 'safer' than the League, but they don't know if this is what's going on. (They also don't know /who/ hurt him, just that he was hurt, and they def don't know that the family's been getting better).

They don't get an update on Himiko for a while, but they can't imagine Dabi abandoning her. So they figure he probably took the chance that he'd be able to protect her while getting her help. That's kinda confirmed because the whole case with her parents also makes the news of how her parents are being arrested for how they treated her and that most of the charges against Himiko are being cleared in a 'she was literally fighting for her life' kinda way.

I think in the long run we'd end up in something similar to the 'Toya takes the league in the divorce' but I do want things to be a bit more different in this AU so I think maybe one by one the members jump ship from the main group and kinda. They manage to stay in contact with one another and come back to help Deal With Shit™ but they're not around as much. Obvs Shigaraki would be the one that stays, due to the *gestures at his whole thing* but I think even he starts to get to a point where he thinks things might be fucked and the only reason he hasn't jumped ship somehow is because AfO would hunt him down if he did.

Re: Hawks

While I like the romance, I think I'll hold off on it for a bit. Toya really needs to work on his situation and recovering more of himself. And while I /am/ a sucker for these two being a hot mess bad idea that shouldn't work but somehow does... I really do think this time around, especially with the support network, they'd step back from that. They do interact plenty given that Hawks is low-key being dragged into the family too, but this would be more slowburn(ha!).

Hawks would still be ordered to go undercover with the LoV but.... well. The League kinda catches on from the beginning that he's probably there to spy on them. But they don't care because Hawks is access to Dabi and Himiko and being able to check on them.

I think Hawks would also be aware that they know he's a spy and they all just kinda. Talk around it.

[bluelizze]

I’m not into bnha but I made on oc

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deeply insecure of her “emotions”

has self esteem issues

cares more about others than herself because she felt indifferent

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🪼 relationships

tomura shigaraki - lover

Tomura is Rochelle’s lover and she cares for him more than anyone in the world, more than herself. When she first joined the League, Tomura barely acknowledged her because will only be “a puppet” to his plan; however he soon regrets it when he learns of her quirk and how dangerous she can be. Rochelle thought that Tomura was just a brat and only tolerated him because of Kurogiri but overtime, she started to care for him such as treating him after a mission, making something healthy for him to eat, etc. At the same time, Tomura started to feel at peace with Rochelle as she cares for him as a person and generally seemed to want some sort of connection (he once called her his friend but doesn’t admit it). Overtime they started to gain feelings over one another and after the arrest of AFO, Tomura confessed to Rochelle and she accepted. They often have many moments together in private, to take the time to stop and slow down from all what the League is doing. To Tomura, Rochelle is his rock to rest on whenever he needs it and to Rochelle, Tomura helped her learn real love and human emotions.

himiko toga - close mutual

Rochelle treats Himiko as her little sister, to the point that Himiko calls her “nee-chan”. Rochelle was interested in Himiko’s nature and thought that it was thrilling. Since Rochelle didn’t fully understand the concept of “being normal” both of them get along and learn what “normal” is to them. As an offer, Rochelle gave some of her blood to Himiko to use for emergency cases. To Himiko, she had never had someone like Rochelle to care for her and doesn’t treat her any differently, mainly because of how similar Rochelle was raised.

mr compress - close companion

With one as a former actor and one as a former entertainment, Rochelle and Mr. Compress are seen to be the most entertaining duo of the League. Out of all the members of the League, Rochelle is the only person that Mr. Compress finds “the most reasonable” given how she keeps everyone grounded with her presence alone.

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🪼 trivia

Rochelle likes to play retro and gacha games in her free time

In Japanese, Rochelle would use 私 (わたくし watakushi) however with LOV and when she loses composure, she uses 僕 (boku)

Around after the arrest of AFO, Rochelle slowly stopped using 私 and just use 僕 causally around LOV

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edited: 12/30/23 - added war arc outfit

4/9/24 - updated ref sheet and changed pronouns

6/22/24 - added her on toyhou.se + some info updates

[tenkoscumslut]

LoV headcanons

This is is there toxic traits when in fights:

Dabi:

Dabi is already described as a sociopath and manipulative.  If you guys weren’t in a relationship he becomes much more aggressive, or if you try to break up he will physically harm you because he doesn’t know how to keep you.

If you guys are in a relationship he would completely degrade you, and make fun of your ‘flaws’ and not give a fuck if your crying.  He will continue to insult you in the meanest way possible.  He honestly doesn't realize boundaries with anything.

What he does to make you feel better:

After your fight, you obviously say you guys are done and leave.  He’d probably have a fake sense of relief and will either go out to just walk and go over the entire fight, or he will take a nap.  After a few weeks he will slowly come to realize how he hurt you, and realized you guys aren’t in a relationship anymore.

Him being the possessive bitch he is, will not want you with another man, female or just romantic partner in general.  He would track you down, stalk you, even go as far to kill anyone who even shows interest in you.  He will start an obsession with leaving dead bodies at your window still, or them but cut up into tiny pieces in a bowl soaking in their own blood.

You guys don’t get back together because Dabi is crazy, and to obsessed with you.  Dabi never got over you, he wont not until you come back to him.

Shigaraki:

(help i'm reading a Hawks cheating story and I have tons of Hawks posters surrounding me.  I want to commit hate crimes on our Birb)

His quirk.  You would be arguing about something simple, like a video game.  Shigaraki is impatient and doesn’t know how to control himself, he attacked you while you were in mid sentence.  He’d be overly furious, and be shouting at you to shut up.

This happened on the regular, this time Shigaraki had taken it to far.  Everyone was use to the fights, they would leave for a few hours and return like nothing had happened.  Both of you were screaming at each other at the bar about a mission where you had to leave the new guy behind to the heros.  Both of you were furious, there was no fighting, not yet anyways.

“You can treat people like that!”, you shouted at your boyfriend who was fuming, “Who gives a fuck?!”, he hissed.  “me! I give a fuck!”, you exclaimed.  You guys were in a storm, it was so much bigger while you two were in it, but once you both looked away you realized how small it was.  Shigaraki grabbed your wrist, he was sure it was 4 fingers.

He didn’t notice the small tick of his pinkie hitting your skin, he didn’t notice the pained expression you wore, or you slowly turning into an ash.  “Tomura!”, you exclaimed, he let go.  You scrambled away from him, tears were falling down your eyes.  Then he noticed your arm slowly decaying, and the scared sobs leaving your lips.  He called Kurogiri, but nobody picked up.

He was frantically trying to stop it, anything.  He grabbed a knife to cut your arm off, but it had already spread to your chest.  The fear in your eyes had him crumbled to the floor.  HIs quirk was destroying everything around him, everything he loved, cared for, everything that meant something.

He knew you’d be gone forever, the only person who loved him was dying before his eyes.  He couldn’t do anything, he’s never felt so hopeless, or so defeated.  He looked at your eyes one last time, you didn’t have to say word, and to be honest it’s better left unsaid.  The feelings still remain the same, sometimes you feel more than you see.  

All the faces Shigaraki saw, every single day, yours was the one that brought him happiness, you were the one who brought him joy and love, you were the face he needs.  And when his mind is absorbed in on screen, and he’s walking blindly through crowds of people, he hears your voice reminding him all is going to be ok.

Now you were just a pile of ash. As simple as that, forgotten, dead.

Now he truly was alone.

Hawks:

(btw guys I am so sorry for this one I love Hawks, he would never cheat on you since he is a Red Tailed Feathered Hawk but I can see him doing this, once again I am sorry)

You guys had a fight, a pretty nasty one.  He had been leaving early in the morning and coming back late at night from work.  You were mostly concerned about his mental health, I mean, yes you did stay up at night and sometimes not sleep for a week, but this was on another level.

Hawks was mad you were trying to tell him what to do, when honestly you were just concerned, and almost begging him to come back and get some rest.  He left for a good few weeks, the entire time you were worried sick the point you had to quit your job, well more of fired for not working and lack of mental stability.

When Hawks returned he seemed quiet, less joyful. You wanted to slap him, but hug him and kiss him, just do everything to him at this point.  You couldn’t bring your feet to move though, the air was thick with a pregnant silence.  He was hiding something, you could tell by the way his eyes were full of fiery spirit or joy.  Even when fighting, or upset, he would look so alive.  Now he looked dead.

He sat down at the counter, drumming his fingers against the marbled surface, “There’s something I have to tell you”, he said.  “I stayed at my assistants house”.  An odd announcement you thought, but he wasn’t done.  “She kissed me”, he stated.

You were in shock, not able to utter a word for a few seconds, “W-what....what did you do?”, you had choked out.  “There’s a reason why I was gone for a week”, he mumbled.  A pain you hadn’t known struck your chest, he had cheated on you.

He fucking cheated on you.

You wanted to cry, to scream, to punch him, to leave, but none of that came up.  The man you had once loved, the man you had thought you knew was someone else.  “I understand if you want to break up”, he mumbled.  Your chest fought for air, all this love, all this compassion, this sympathy, you had gave up almost everything for him.  

“Fuck you”, was all you managed to say before leaving his apartment.

~A few months later~

You had gotten over him, even getting into a new relationship with his Assistant no less.  To be honest she was drop dead gorgeous with one of the most beautiful personality.  You loved her with all your heart, and so did she.  Now she had forgotten her lunch at home, you frowned knowing you would have to go to Hawks agency to deliver it to her.  But you were prepared for that.

You had a knew life, you had an amazing girlfriend, you loved her, and she loved you.  Once you were preapared to go deliever the food, you left the apartment and set foreward to Hawks Agency.  Little did you know Hawks was beyond eager to see you walking towards his Agency, he maybe or maybe not had been watching the security camera footage to see if you were ever going to come back to him.  His wings flapped excitedly when he saw you opening the door with a small container in hand.

“Shoyo, Y/N is coming, let’s go meet her downstairs!”, he exclaimed happily.  Shoyo did not like Hawks anymore, seeing him for the cheating bastard he was made her want to puke.  She rolled her eyes, not thinking it was her Y/N.

She followed him down the stairs, when she saw you a smile appeared, “Hey Y/N”, she chirped happily.  “Hey bub”, you greeted back.  Wait, no, that’s Hawks nickname, and why were you talking to her?! Wouldn’t you hate her for sleeping with your soulmate?!.

Hawks was in awe when you pecked her lips softly and whispered a few obsenities into her ear, Shoyo licked her lips.  “Sounds good babe!”, she said with a blush.  “W-what?!”, hawks shouted.  You looked over at him with a confused expression.  “Why are you with her?!”, he shouted.

“she’s a great person”, you said slowly, “And I love her”.  Shoyo grinned happily, wrapping her arm around your shoulder, he was furious, how dare you date someone else, his assistant no less,

From that day on he stalked you, leaving dead birds at your door, promising to kill Shoyo if you dare even show any affection towards her.  You and Shoyo will never solve the mystery of the man who still loves you.

Toga:

No no no nono nonono she is baby she would not hurt you in anyway during a fight, same with Twice, Mr. Compress, Spinner and Kurogiri!.

[aresonaro]

Goldric Week: Day 7

Prompt: Free Day -> Star-crossed lovers (beginning)

It’s been a fun week, @kai-strophics!

...

"Well, we meet again. How's life treating you, Golden Boy?"

The party around them is buzzing. Edric hadn’t had many big plans when he agreed to come to the event in the Emperor’s castle… okay, no, that was a lie. He wanted to catch a glimpse of the ever elusive Golden Guard. With Luz and Belos focused on constructing a working portal, their respective allies had been busier than ever. A race against time.

And it just so happened they needed information on Belos’ progress and Edric was good with distractions. He had volunteered out of the goodness in his heart. For his duty as an older brother, who wanted to avoid another clash between the Bad Girl Coven and the Golden Guard. Yup. No other reasons. None at all.

"Can't afford any distractions tonight, Blight. Leave." Came the gruff response.

"O-ho, someone's in a bad mood."

"I'm just doing my job."

"Man, this is a party. Relax a little! How about a dance?"

The Golden Guard throws him a dry look. At least, Edric thinks it’s a dry look? With that mask on, he can’t really tell. He curses that fact internally—he works best when he can see the other person’s face. 

“No.”

“Well, fine, I can respect that.”

A glance to the clock at the far side of the room. Five more minutes before his sister and the rest of the team are done with the investigation phase of the plan… if everything goes according to plan, that is. Belos is nowhere in sight, never one to care about parties, so the Golden Guard is his priority. He needs to keep the conversation going. He needs to make sure that Hunter won’t intervene if the team gets discovered.

He adjusts his tie, returning his attention to the shorter boy.

“So! I came instead of my parents because I wanted to see how the environment in the Emperor’s Coven felt like. Pretty dull so far, if I do say so myself. What would you say is the most interesting thing to do around here?”

“Well, everyone really likes to mind their own business.”

“There’s that witty charm I lov—ah, that we love! The, uh, people interested in the Coven, I mean. Heh.” That… hadn’t been very smooth.

Focus, Blight, he chides himself, focus on the mission!

Hunter, for his part, only rolls his shoulders back. Edric can’t tell if it’s a nervous tick or an annoyed response. That damned mask…

Whatever. Edric isn’t one to give up so easily.

“Who did the lighting? They really nailed it! Way better than the one we had for Grom—”

“You know,” Hunter interrupts, “I’m not interested in idle chit-chat.”

“...well, how about you say something then?”

The blonde groans. “If I humor you for a second, will you leave?”

“That depends on how well you do it. I’m hard to satisfy.”

“...what did… I don’t know, what did you do on the weekend?”

Edric raises both eyebrows, an amused grin turning his lips upwards. “I think that qualifies as chit-chat, but I’m glad you asked! See, my sister and I wanted to decorate our rooms a bit more, so we went shopping for materials to make something handmade. I wanted to make something bird-themed.”

Amity had told them about Hunter’s Palisman. Edric was not one to miss details.

The blonde’s shoulders drop, just slightly. Is he interested? Is he bored? How to find out…

“So I went mainly for wood. Giving it shape is kinda tricky but—”

An explosion cuts him off. Edric wants to say he is surprised, but he isn’t. Since when has a plan gone smoothly for any of them?

He’s a fan of drama, but not at this level.

As expected, Hunter is the first one to react, slipping into his Golden Guard persona effortlessly. He’s on his staff in a blink, beginning to shout orders while the other guards try to catch their bearings. Edric takes a second to admire his precise movements, and then casts the illusion of a giant abomination about to enter the ballroom. He summons a gust of wind that sends Hunter spinning out of control with a surprised ‘woah’.

Sorry babe, Edric thinks, wincing.

Hunter recovers soon enough. The rest of the guards take down the illusion, stare confusedly around for a few seconds, and then start scanning the room for traces of magic. Edric is confident he can get away with a few more tricks before his magic can even be traceable—

“Blight!”

He freezes. What? How had Hunter found him out so quickly?

The blonde appears before him like a wild flame, agitated, shoulders rising and falling. His mask is askew. This slightly disheveled look does things to Edric that he can’t even begin to name.

“Golden B—”

He can barely react when Hunter grabs his arm, pulling Edric towards him.

“It’s not safe here,” he grunts, beginning to head away, eyes on the door—and Edric gets why soon enough. It’s full of overgrown plants.

Go Willow, Edric thinks, with a slight shiver. That girl could be scary when she wanted.

The guards are already moving to deal with it. Edric acts almost without thinking, using magic to break the chandelier above them. He can’t ask for a more chaotic distraction. Hunter, thankfully, doesn’t notice the spell, too focused on shielding Edric with his armored body.

“They’re crazy! Whoever is doing this is crazy!” Hunter mutters, shaking a few fragments of glass off. “Make sure to stay behind me, Blight.”

“What’s happening?”

“Nothing you should worry about.”

He’s still distracted. Edric takes the chance to look around, taking everything in. The ballroom is a complete mess. Everyone is huddled together in a corner, not really caring about personal space for once. Safe to say his mission is a success. It should have been enough time for everyone to escape, right?

Hunter gives him one last look, full of unsaid concern that disappears once the blonde checks him over, makes sure he’s all right, and then he jumps on his staff again and teleports out of there, out of sight but not out of mind. Edric can see his face clearly in his mind’s eye, and silently wishes this day will end well for everyone. That Luz got the information she wanted and that Hunter won’t suffer for it.

He won’t. He surely won’t.

Edric is getting tired of playing double agent. Hunter is not their enemy, not by a long shot. He’s just misguided.

And Edric will get the blonde back on track, no matter what.

[shouta-aizawow]

Hello I just want to list bnha characters that would have such interesting plots if they were main characters:

(These aren’t in any specific order)

Bakugou, obviously.

The actual underdog story with a twist; gifted kid syndrome. He’s relatable, he has no strong support system besides Kiri, no overpowered mentor (no mentor at all, really), most people regard him as a villain and treat him as such

His character development

His story could revolve around said character development. It could deal with trauma and address how society fails its children. He can learn how to let others in and trust others to have his back. It could also be a great story on staying true to yourself yet still being able to grow. I could go on and on but I’ll stop there.

Maybe we’ll finally get information on his life

Uraraka

Her reason for becoming the hero is the most unique; its selfless yet selfish. She wants to make money to help her family

Her story could start off with her feeling jaded about hero society, seeing them flaunt their wealth yet there’s still so many people struggling. It’s the fastest way for her to make money, though, and she hates it but she loves her family more. Throughout the story, her goal shifts from just making money to help her family to helping those in need, and she tries to use her status to make a difference no matter how small.

Iida

He’s a part of a hero family

The entire story could be about him finding his own identity and not feeling obligated by blood. He could even choose not to be a hero at the end! A lesson on self discovery and familial pressures

Monoma

His quirk is copying others

Like Iida, his story could focus on finding his own identity and he could have to deal with imposter syndrome. I’m thinking lots of mental illness in this one that he hides behind false bravado. It could also deal with how society looks at you for your quirk, but when his quirk is just taking others’ quirks, what does that say about him?

Aizawa

Ignoring his tragic backstory that could make a good plot in and of itself

Like monoma, his quirk relates to other peoples’ quirks. Instead of “I take others’ so who am I?” It could be “I take away something that makes people who they are. What does that say about me?”

It’d probably have to take place in middle school/high school bc I can’t see adult Aizawa having this hang up

Or if you wanna use current Aizawa, then you could go the “repressed trauma” route that’s related to his quirk, his tragic backstory, and the things he’s had to witness as an underground hero

Tsukauchi

Acab but he’s a detective so I’m still doing this. Watch out for cop propaganda

His story could deal with morality and corruption. Morality in using his quirk on people, corruption in the general sense of the government/police. Also about things he’s had to witness while doing his job

Tsuyu

She’s the eldest out of her siblings

Could focus on that. The fact that she had to grow up early. Learning that she can’t be a hero for everybody, having to address the trauma of being a parent to her siblings and having to be responsible 24/7. Learning how to let others help her

Her “bluntness” (yall she would be considered rude if she said what she said in a voice that wasn’t monotone but I digress) could be her repressing emotions bc she has to focus on her siblings

Idk where the hero aspect would come into her story though. Maybe with her learning to trust others to take the reigns once in a while

Sato/Tetsu/Kiri

Dealing with not being unique bc there are many others with quirks like them. Identity themes. Learning how to accept yourself and not compare yourself to others. Working together and thinking that you’re all the same but learning that you’re different. That stuff

Tokoyami

Mental illness. He literally has another person living in side of him. He’s not 100% okay.

He could focus on being scared of himself, having others be scared of him. Not being able to trust his control. Never being able to truly be alone.

Making peace with the darkness inside and all that

Okay speed run time! (Bc I don’t have as much to say abt these characters):

Everyone with a mutant quirk/Shinsou/the LOV -> discrimination/self-acceptance/problems with society

Todoroki Family -> trauma, abuse, things not being all black and white

Hagakure -> being invisible, self-acceptance, self-esteem, etc

Kaminari -> mental disabilities, not being cookie-cutter smart, proving ppl wrong not for them but for yourself

Vlad King -> morality given the fact that he could control the blood of both himself and others

All Might -> hero complex, not being able to save everyone, problems with hero society and the fact that the weight of the world rests on one man’s shoulders, being a good person at heart but hurting others, loneliness

Wash -> They’re a washing machine. That’s enough of a reason.

Inko -> single mother, not wanting to be the reason why your kid can’t achieve his dreams after so long but also being extremely worried for his life, how the people meant to keep others safe can’t always do that (both in relation to her and the heroes)

The most interesting plots would be the ones revealing how terrible hero society actually is. A nice dystopian plot but it’s not revealed to be dystopian until the characters find out more (or bc they were exposed to it from the start but they’re powerless to do anything and have to watch others continue to see with rose-colored lenses). Bakugou is the one I’d be most invested in because he’s my favorite character, obviously. Tokoyami’s would also be rad. All Might’s, too.

Deku’s story would be interesting if he actually faced real consequences, didn’t think lesser of others (in his own deku way), had actual character development, didn’t have all his powers handed to him, and was just more interesting. He’s not annoying but the way he’s written and the way the narrative is written to always make him right is annoying. Hopefully this gets better in the manga, but I’m not gonna hold my breath. I don’t like the direction the story has taken right now, so I’m just gonna look at spoilers when they come and wait to read when Bakugou comes back XD

[silv3rswirls]

Daisy

Pairing: Park Jimin/Reader

Summary: It seemed simple enough. The two of you loved each other so you should be together, but fate keeps you apart. With one last trip with you, Jimin is determined to change things. 

Warnings: Angst, fluff at times, cheating, emotional cheating, allusions to abusive relationships, mentions of smut (no actual smut scenes), heartbreak, toxic relationships, sad ending

Word Count: 4.6k

Music recs: Even If It’s a Lie | Leave Your Lover | Cover Me in Roses | love u | How Could I Have Known

The silence between the two of you was thick as you watched Jimin from the corner of your eye. While he was humming quietly along with the music, you were sitting with a fit of dread and nerves weighing heavy on your stomach. You feel like you could vomit any moment and prayed it didn’t happen. You would rather not spill your guts in Jimin’s car, especially after he had been kind enough to plan all of this for the both of you.

You knew why you were so nervous. You just couldn’t admit your reasons to yourself, because if you did you feared your stance as a bad person would be solidified. Mingling around with guilt and dread felt better than actually facing the truth of what was happening. Jimin had given up his vacation time, planned a getaway for you, paid the expenses despite your protests, and even picked up with a pretty arrangement of flowers waiting for you. Yet, he was not your boyfriend. In fact, your boyfriend was still at home in Seoul, sitting pretty and under the impression you were on a girl’s trip, not sitting up with one of your best-kept secrets.

You had never meant for Jimin to become a secret, you had never even intended to befriend him, but fate had wiggled the idol into your life with force. Maybe life had intended you to break up with your boyfriend when it brought Jimin along, but obviously, that didn’t pan out well. Jimin and you had remained strict friends for a while, talking on and off, hanging out now and again when he had time. He knew you had a boyfriend and you knew he didn’t have time for a relationship, so it should have been so easy. Yet, one night through the pain of fighting with your boyfriend and a haze of alcohol, you had crossed the line with Jimin. 

Since that night you harbored strong, overpowering guilt for what happened, yet you found yourself unable to step away from Jimin. Jimin knew he was the other man, but he never seemed to mind. Never said anything, never threw a fit, and sure he got jealous from time to time, he seemed okay with it. After that night you and Jimin never took things to a sexual level again, in fact, you hardly even kissed one another. Most nights you would simply curl up in each other’s arms, talking through sleepiness and stress. Jimin seemed relaxed when he was with you, at peace. While you felt the warmth of his love and attention rather than the bored stares of your boyfriend. 

It wasn’t that your boyfriend was bad. He wasn’t, he was good- he was okay. You told yourself you loved him, forgave him for every argument and snide comment he made towards you. Jimin didn’t feel the same about him. He found the man rude and uncaring towards you, thought he was mean and didn’t deserve you. He knew first hand of it. Some nights you would come to him in tears, crying your heart out over how he treated you, or over the argument’s where he just yelled and yelled at you. How you felt so unloved and gross because of him and what he would say. It broke Jimin’s heart when your nights were spent like that. He would wrap you in his arms delicately with soothing whispers of how pretty you were and how much he loved you, that your boyfriend didn’t matter.

One night, after an especially emotional moment you had laid there with him, looking outside at the night sky and watching the blur of lights glow in the dark. Jimin, at your side as always, comforting you with soft nuzzles and caresses, brought up the idea of going somewhere together to get away. He was going to be on a short break before returning to prepare for their newest tour. He would be gone for a long time and he wanted to spend the weekend with you.

That’s why you found yourself here with him, stomach full of butterflies and nerves as you retreat into a more rural area, staying in a lake house with all the privacy you could want, as well as all the peace and fun the both of you needed. 

“Y/n, are you alright? You haven’t said much since I picked you up.”

You fiddled with the flowers laying in your lap, the crinkle of paper replying to him as you tried to muster up your words. “I’m just nervous Jimin.” You whispered, “what if he finds out I’m not with my friends?”

Jimin’s lips pursed as you mentioned your concern. “He won’t Y/n, and if he does, I’ll make sure he leaves you alone.”

“But-”

“Try to forget about him, this is our weekend, right?” You nodded, resorting to looking down at the bundle of daisies in your lap. “Do you like them? They’re cute, just like you.”

“Thank you” you breathed, “I feel bad. I didn’t get you anything.” 

Jimin smiled, “you don’t have to get me anything, I’m just happy you’re here.”

The rest of your drive you felt a little better, but the guilt of running away with Jimin still sat in the back of your mind. 

When you arrived at the house you were met with a quiet, homey-looking place. Nature buzzing all around you, the sun reflecting off the lake and you even spotted a family of ducks waddling along the shoreline. You go out with your flowers and purse in hand, while Jimin goes to the trunk to pull both your bags out. “Here, you go in and look around while I get our bags” Jimin handed the key off to you before going back to what he was doing. You grabbed his phone from the front seat for him before wandering up to the front door, unlocking it, and stepping in. you slipped your shoes off and left your things on the entree way table, keeping your flowers in hand as you walked right into the living room, finding it open and connected to the kitchen. Simple furniture and decoration took up your view, large windows with their curtains drawn open, pretty art and decor- it looked modern but woodsy. It looked expensive.

“How much was it?” You wondered aloud as you heard Jimin setting some of the groceries you had brought on the counter.

“Don’t worry about that Y/n.”

“I could’ve helped pay as well Jimin.” You frowned, guilt clear on your face. “It isn’t fair since I’m staying too.”

“I wanted to pay, it’s no problem.” He assured you with a sweet smile. “Besides, he would’ve questioned where all that money went, right?”

“Oh…” Your shoulders dropped. “Yeah, you’re right.”

Jimin came up to you, clasping one of your hands in his. “I like taking care of you, so please don’t worry about it and have a good time with me, please?”

You put away the food while Jimin finished bringing your things in, setting them away in the bedroom and joining you as you finished up. It was a bit stuffy in the cabin, so you worked to open some of the windows, enjoying the soft breeze coming in. You found a vase to put your daisies in, not wanting the little flowers to die on you while here. Jimin spent his time unpacking just a little, pulling the essentials out and searching for his camera. Eagerly he came out to find you on the back porch, looking around the stretch of grass that led to the lakeside. You were leaning over the railing squinting through the sunlight as Jimin snuck up to capture a photo. You looked over, a bit caught off guard.

“I want to capture all our memories while here,” he explained with a smile. “Should we make dinner? It’s getting late now.”

“Yeah, that’s fine. It’ll be dark soon, so we can set up the bonfire too.”

You and Jimin opted to just make some Ramyeon since you were both feeling tired from the long drive here. Tomorrow you would make something especially good. You worked on cooking it, while Jimin worked on lighting the fire as the sun began to set. Once the food was done and you moved outside, sitting beside Jimin and watching the fire crackle as you ate and talked. 

“You’ll be gone for a long time.” You mentioned, now leaning into his shoulder as you both finished eating and took to relaxing in the cool night air. 

“Unfortunately” he frowned. “I’m happy to go back on tour, but it’s kind of sad I won’t see you for so long.”

“We’ll keep in touch the best we can” you assured him. You were nervous for Jimin to leave. Lately, it felt like he was your rock. Your boyfriend had been especially nasty the last few months and Jimin was always there to pick you up. You were worried about what could happen while he was gone.

“Maybe one day I can fly you out to see our show.” He thought aloud, “maybe even stay a night or two.”

“I’d like that” you smiled, ignoring the voice in the back of your head telling you it was impossible, that your boyfriend would never let you go. You felt Jimin move around, taking your waist in his arms as he pulled you closer into his chest to cuddle that way. You relaxed easily in his embrace, sighing in content. Your feelings of uncertainty had lessened since actually arriving here, spending the one-on-one time with Jimin without distraction helped. 

But your peace couldn’t last forever as your phone rang and you jumped up to answer it. Jimin tried to keep a tight grip on your waist, not wanting to lose his cuddle buddy as you broke away and answered. “Hey, yeah we got here a few hours ago.” Jimin turned his nose bitterly, you were talking to him. “Yeah, it’s just us girls, no guys in sight” you tried to laugh, but the anxiousness in your voice left it feeling awkward. “We’re just eating now...mhm. I’ll call you tomorrow morning.” Jimin sat up, hanging on for the moment you would hang up so he could get back to you with his affection, but he felt himself fall as you said, “I love you too.”

The phone call ended and Jimin was left staring at you with tight lips. You set your phone down and look at him, gnawing on your cheek nervously. “Do you mean it when you tell him you love him?” He asks quietly.

“He loves me…”

“That's not what I asked.” Jimin huffed, “he doesn’t love you.”

“He does-”

“Not the way I love you.” Jimin declared, “He wouldn’t belittle you if he loved you, he’d be kind and gentle, he’d treat you like the most important person in the world- like I do.”

“He means it when he says it.” You lie to yourself.

When it’s time to go to bed you help clean up while Jimin takes care of the fire. Your chest feels heavy as you do so because Jimin remains silent for the most part. 

Jimin wanted to sleep with you, curled at your side, but you tell him to wait until tomorrow night. He looks like a hurt puppy as you tell him, but he respects your wish and heads for the bedroom upstairs. You lay in bed that night, unable to sleep with the thoughts running through your head.

You woke up the next morning determined to put the discomfort of last night behind you, not wanting to spoil the next two days you had with Jimin. You hopped out of bed, took a quick shower, and threw something light and casual on. The living room and kitchen were empty as you stepped out of your room, smiling at the rays of morning sunshine casting in through the windows. With the house deathly silent, you assumed Jimin was still in bed, which you didn’t mind. It gave you time to think about what you would do together today. Jimin had already blocked off some of your time to go exploring around the area, walk along the water and take in the quiet scenery. You were excited about that as well, but you had a whole day ahead of you. Tomorrow you would stay the day as well, leaving later in the evening to get home during the night. Today was your only full day and you wanted every moment spent with Jimin to count. 

So you made up some breakfast for the two of you, planning to pull Jimin out of bed when you were finished. You set the table up and pulled the vase of daisies over for decoration. Smiling to yourself you headed upstairs, knocking on Jimin’s door a few times before peeking in. “Jimin?” You called from the doorway, stepping into the dark room and moving to peel the curtains open. “Jimin, you should get up, I made us breakfast.” You called sweetly, gently tapping him a few times. Jimin merely hummed and rolled over as he struggled to open his eyes fully.

“Y/n?” He asked, voice heavy with sleep.

“Yup, it’s me” you laughed, “come on, you don’t want to waste the day sleeping, do you?” Jimin’s breath caught in his throat as he felt you pat his head and pushing his hair away from his face. His gaze though still tired, fell on you and his heart skipped a beat as his brain reminded him of the trip he was on with you. Waking up to your sweet voice and comforting touch sent butterflies down his spine and he couldn’t help but smile. 

Jimin got up and took a few minutes to get ready. He awed dramatically at the breakfast you had made, thanking you as he dug in. you ate as well, your mood souring when you remembered you hadn’t called your boyfriend as he told you. Your leg bounced with anxiety as you thought about running to get your phone, but the sound of Jimin’s little giggles and small talk kept you in place. 

By the time you and Jimin were ready to clean up and start the day, you had forgotten all about your phone and your boyfriend.

At first, you and Jimin lazied around a bit. Playing a few games and talking until Jimin finally grew impatient and pulled you to go for a walk. He held your hand as you followed one of the trails, watching the trees tremble as a warm breeze blew in. It was past noon, still sunny out and as quiet as usual; the only noise being the soft rustle of nature and twigs crunching under your shoes. It was pretty out, peaceful compared to the city. You wished you could have this kind of escape more often. 

Jimin leads the way through the forest trail, eventually leading you out and towards the lakeside. The sand is soft under your shoes as you look for things in the sand together. As promised Jimin had brought his camera, wasting no time snapping all the photo opportunities he saw. You walked the shoreline hand in hand, watching the water lull back and forth as the sun’s reflection twinkled through it. Birds chipped and sang and ducks swam along without a care. For the first time since arriving you felt like you truly didn’t have a care in the world. It was just you and Jimin here, enjoying the beautiful world hand and hand. 

You weren’t sure how long you were out there, it must’ve been hours as you watched the sun begin to set and a trail of pretty pastels painted the sky. The two of you were sitting on one of the docks, your arm wrapped around Jimin’s as you leaned against one another. 

“Y/n,” Jimin asked, voice quiet as he tore his eyes away from the sunset. You hummed in response, picking your head up to look at him. “You know that I love you right?”

“Of course.” You smiled, “I love you.” Jimin gave a nod, his eyebrows knit together as he seemed to be thinking deeply. “Is something wrong?”

“I wanna kiss you” he stated, thought a bit apprehensively. You hadn’t shared a kiss in so long, not since that night you crossed the line for the first time. Jimin had learned to be okay with it but being here with you, alone without the constant buzz of idol life and the fear your boyfriend installed in you, Jimin felt the need to kiss you. He loved you unashamed, and he wanted you to love him the same way.

He expected you to turn away with rejection, too scared to cross the line even just a little, but you surprised him. You leaned in to press your lips to his, leaving him with a sweet, quick kiss. Jimin was quiet, his eyes searching yours for felt like a lifetime before his hand cupped the side of your face. You leaned into his warm touch and he guided you back to his lips for a kiss brimmed with love and passion, adoration almost radiating from him. When you parted again you let him wrap his arms around you, your cheek pressing into his chest as he held you. With butterflies in both of your stomachs, you headed back as the night grew closer, hand in hand in comfortable silence.

That night Jimin stayed with you. Tucked warmly under the covers with his arm holding you tight as if he was afraid you would leave. You talked a little, less than usual but you didn’t mind. You were comfortable being with him. At some point, you shared more kisses, soft ones that eventually turned to needy, passion-filled ones. Hands wandered apprehensively on the other, ready to jump away if one of you objected and Jimin expected you to; but you didn’t. You flushed under his light touches and gentle gaze. His hands caressed you with care and for the first time in what felt like months, you felt loved. You couldn’t recall the last time your boyfriend had treated you with such care and love. Jimin was paying attention to you, kissing you like he meant it. It wasn’t selfish and cold, it wasn’t empty. You didn’t feel used, you felt good. Beautiful and cared for, loved as Jimin’s body pressed flush with yours. And when it was over he didn’t leave you, he pressed gentle kisses to your body and held you through the night.

The next morning felt like a dream when you woke in his hold. His face nuzzled into your neck and his arms warm and protective around your waist. You smiled, relaxing for a few more minutes before trying to wiggle free. Jimin hummed, pulling you closer. “Jimin” you muttered, “I wanna shower.”

Jimin huffed, pulling you down to place a quick kiss on your shoulder before letting you free. You disappeared, leaving Jimin to roll over and try to get comfortable again, only to be woken back up when the phone on the bedside table rang. Assuming it was one of the guys or maybe his manager calling to check in on him he blindly reached for the phone, answering with a lazy hello. The line was silent for a moment before a man’s voice asked where you were.

Jimin, still under the haze of sleep answered. “She’s in the shower.”

He didn’t catch on that it hadn’t been his phone he answered until the line hung up and he dropped it to lay back down. His mind nagged him, none of the members knew about you, let alone your name, so who had asked for you? In fact, whose voice had that even been?

Jimin realizes his mistakes when the text starts to roll in, your boyfriend sends message after message. Asking who the guy was and why he had your phone, asking where you were, telling you to come home, calling you names as he accused you of cheating on him, threatening you if you didn’t answer him. Jimin’s face grew hot as he skimmed them, but guilt immediately took over his emotions as he thought about what he would tell you. 

“Y/n I’m sorry.”

You had just stepped into the room, dressed and in the process of finding your hairbrush. “About last night?” You asked, worry heavy in your voice. Did he regret it?

“No- no I loved last night” he blushed, “but...your boyfriend- he called and I answered.”

His blood ran cold at the look on your face. An expression of pure panic-struck you. “What do you mean you answered? Why would you-”

“It was an accident, I thought it was my phone.”

“Oh my god” you breathed, “he knows, he has to know.” Jimin scurried out of bed, coming to your aid as tears began to flush your face. “Jimin- Jimin how could you, he’s going to kill me.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Jimin repeated, panic in his voice as well.

“No, it’s not!” You shouted, “you don’t understand-”

“It will be okay! I’ll make sure, he won’t hurt you- he won’t come near you!”

“Jimin-”

“You’ll come home with me instead, you can stay with me. He won’t find you, I won’t let him.”

“N-no, I can’t. He’ll just be angrier- things will be worse. I have to go home, apologize- make it better” your mind worked frantically, unable to keep to a straight line of thought.

“You can’t Y/n! He doesn’t love you, I do! I’ll make sure he doesn’t-”

“Please, I can’t Jimin. I can’t hear this right now.”

“But-”

“Please, I need to leave.” Your voice cracked as you searched for your phone, the tears finally falling. Jimin paused, his heart constricted as he watched you fall apart before him. “I’m sorry...just...please.” Jimin didn’t answer, instead of pulling you into his embrace with glossy eyes. You sobbed into his shoulder, while he quietly shed his own tears. He didn’t want to leave, he wanted to stay here with you where he could have you to himself, where you were safe and happy.

But he knew he couldn’t.

When you finally settled down you both packed in silence. Almost robotically you collected your clothes and belongings alongside Jimin. The text and calls from your boyfriend never stopped, but you tried to ignore them. You just wanted to go home.

The drive was deathly silent. Sometimes tears would streak down one of your faces or Jimin would whisper that he was sorry and he loved you. You sat, head aching and fear eating your alive as the city grew closer and closer. Your flowers were in your lap, the daisies still in pretty bloom as they swayed, trapped in the vase. 

When the car stopped outside of your place, Jimin struggled to let you out of the car. He watched, worry sick in his eyes as you took your bag and rounded the car to his side. You stood, unsure of what to say as you clutched the flowers tightly. The time you spent with him, despite being cut short, had been amazing. The best of your life, should you tell him that?

“Y/n” Jimin whispered, “please, don’t leave me.” 

“I won’t.”

Jimin’s lip trembled because he felt like that was a lie.

“I love you, things will be okay” you tried to smile, but your eyes were brimming with tears. 

“Can I kiss you? One more time?” 

“I’m sorry.”

You weren’t exactly sure what you were sorry for. For leaving early? For not kissing him or because you hadn’t been able to go home with him? Were you sorry for ever meeting Jimin, pulling him into something so ugly?

Were you sorry because you loved him?

Jimin didn’t hear from you again. He waited for your message, assuming you would take a few days or maybe weeks to let things calm down before coming to him, but you never did. He tried texting, but couldn’t get an answer. He tried to forget it as the tour approached and he prepared to leave with the rest of Bangtan, who had no clue what had been happening with him the past year or so. They picked up on his changed behavior though. He seemed different, sad even. Despite asking what was wrong, Jimin never gave them an answer. The weeks past and Jimin worked to pull himself together as the date to leave came closer and closer, but still, he couldn’t completely erase the memory of you.

He loved you so much still. He worried for you, contemplated going to your place just to make sure you were alright, but he knew better. At night, curled under his covers and missing your embrace he thought of what could have been with you. How things would be if you had met under different circumstances, or if you had been able to leave that horrid man. He thinks about your smile and it makes him smile, he looks back on the photos taken that weekend often, a warm feeling in his chest as he thinks about holding you, kissing you, just being able to love you. 

He takes to keeping a small vase of daisies in his room, something to brighten the place up. Something to remind him of you.

The morning they were set to head to the airport, Jimin finished double-checking his bags, Taehyung, long done with his packing, sat with him on the bed musing about the part excitement and part dread he felt for this tour. Jimin hummed along mindlessly.

“Oh? When did you get that tattoo?”

“Hm?” Jimin looks up before checking his forearm. “Oh, that.”

“Yeah, what is it? A daisy?” Taehyung squinted, trying to get a better look at the small piece of art. “Why a daisy?”

Jimin shrugged, “makes me happy when I see it.”

A year passes and Jimin learns to forget you, or he tries to. Some days he can’t stop thinking about it, while others he goes on as usual. But he still loves you deep down. 

Jimin hummed as he scrolled through his phone, waiting beside Hoseok for their coffee order to be called, trying to block out the chatter of the people around him. But a familiar voice hits his ear and causes his face to twist in confusion. He looks around, eyes scanning the place before landing on a small table pressed against the window. His throat runs dry at the sight of you sitting alone, patiently waiting. His heart thumps fast and he almost begins to make his way to you when he notices the man coming to join you with two cups of coffee. His breath hitches, so your boyfriend was still with you?

Call him selfish, but Jimin had hoped way back when that they had left you after the cheating was revealed. He imagined that they had left you to come running into his arms instead.

You don’t look very happy not like you were when with him.

Jimin thinks about going up to you but knows he shouldn’t and he feels the urge to cry. 

You were still so pretty in his eyes, despite how sad and worn down you appeared to be.

“Jimin?” Hoseok calls him, snapping the younger out of his thoughts as he rests a hand on his shoulder. “Are you okay?” Hoseok’s face was twisted in confusion and concern due to the stray tears that had fallen down his friend’s cheek.

Quickly Jimin wiped them away and turned away from you. “I’m fine” he musters a smile, “just getting in my head I guess.” He mutters, trying to keep himself from sparing one last glance at you as he and Hoseok get their drinks.

It hurt, but Jimin left the small café, not looking back at you once despite the yearning pain in his heart.

[problemswithbooks]

i think the final act is suffering because act 2 was about realistic consequences (of abuse, of society, and more) and now it wants the next generation of heroes to quickly get over their feelings and become the change hori needs them to be. it’s been maybe a month, the students need more time.

I think it’s a two fold problem--poor pacing and, as you’ve said realistic treatment/consequences.

I mean, Aoyama is a perfect example in both aspects. He is by far the easiest possible villain to save, already feeling terrible guilt for what he did and his actions having little long term impact on the class. Aoyama only acted out of fear and never attacked any of his classmates directly. Plus, despite AfO’s threat, he went against him to save Tokoyami from the LoV.

Yet, how do people treat Aoyama? Realistically. Despite the class reaching out to him, he is still arrested and treated like a potential threat. The adults feel bad and understand what happened to him wasn't fair, but they don't just listen to Izuku’s speech and let him go. Aoyama, despite his valid reasons, committed treason and the adults have to triple check that he can’t jeopardize their mission to take down AfO. 

And Izuku and the rest of the kids don’t really seem all that upset with that choice. They hope Aoyama will reach out to them and help, but they don’t get angry at the adults for arresting him or having him tied up. They maybe willing to trust him, but they’re not angry at the adults for being skeptical or being a little harsh.

We are 341 chapters into this story and Hori says there’s only another year or so to go. This means he has to wrap up everything in maybe 100 chapters, give or take. For 341 chapters there hasn’t been any real villain getting saved and switching sides, or getting accepted by the kids or Heroes alike, but now we only have 100 left to get everyone on board with the three most destructive villains in the series getting saved? 

He should have been building this up throughout the story, with the kids, particularly Izuku starting to question things and wanting better solutions for dealing with villains. Something this important to the theme should have been integrated into the story a long time ago, with the characters making some progress towards their goal long before now.

People compare bnha to Naruto, saying Izuku and the kids are going to talk-no-justu their villain counterparts down and all live happy-ever after, but if that happens it’ll come out of practically no where. 

Naruto built up the idea that it’s villains could be saved or shouldn’t even be villains in the first place from very early on. By chapter 32 Naruto is already mourning the loss of his former enemies and questioning why they had to die. And by 136 he’s reached out/saved a major villain, Gaara. (By the way Naruto is a 700 chapter story, which many people consider slow paced)

To compare, Izuku only started to even fully consider talking to villains and saving Shigaraki around 304-305, and he still hasn’t actually successfully saved a villain yet, after nearly forty chapters. Lady Nagant exploded and disappeared from the story, while Aoyama has yet to fully re-join his class yet (though that is sure to happen soon). Meanwhile, the other kids in the class either had similarly late thoughts on saving villains or haven’t cared about it what-so-ever.  

So, of course this final act is suffering, because it suddenly has to rush this apparently very important plot point that wasn’t set up until right before it started. It’s set up was weak, and seems to be predominantly banking on the villain trio’s sad backstories rather then having Izuku or the other kids learn and grow to get it to work. It just makes me think that Hori didn't quite understand how to properly lay ground work for this type of story and now it feels rushed and disjointed.  

[mexicancat-girl]

Sooo I read your take on the bakugou vs uraraka in the sports festival. i personally agree that you’re right when it comes to bakugou being overpowered (like when he fought todoroki, his quirk shouldn’t have worked at all with all the ice) and the fact that the females here are underrated and are not written well enough. Also I hate that fan service scene with the cheerleading outfits. However when you called him entitled and said that the narrative is favoring him, i dont agree there. horikoshi has made it blatantly clear that he wrote bakugou with the intent of making fans hate him on purpose. It’s why he’s portrayed as such a asshole in the first place, then horikoshi proceeds to show us that bakugou has complexity later on. He basically wants to humiliate him and make him slowly see his errors, and then basically give him slow character development, which is apt for bakugou since he’s been like this for 15 years. Like you said, bakugou logically should have been tired out near ochako’s fight, owing to quirk weaknesses and all, but honestly, it would also be unlikely for bakugou-trained-since-the-minute-i-got-my-quirk to also lose to ochako, owing to the fact that she wasnt as experienced as him or as physically fit, also for her to win by fighting a “weak” bakugou would make fans claim sexism too due to the fact that he still had to be weak for her to win. Also having him win again would have the same issue. So I didnt mind bakugou winning, and appreciated that ochako did her utter best to do so and nearly won, which I felt was a realistic move by horikoshi to avoid as much as possible a sexist situation. Tho not gonna lie, why isnt there another female like bakugou or todoroki in this class? Makes me upset thinking about it but like you said, horikoshi cant write good female characters, so he does as much to avoid so.  Unlike miraculous ladybug which has so much crap going on with so called female strong leads and is slowly becoming so cringey to watch.

Horikoshi may claim he writes Bkugo for fans to hate him…But Bkugo is literally a fan favorite. He keeps getting top 3 in the popularity polls, if not outright winning them. 

Bkugo is Izuku’s childhood friend/rival, making him a core part of the series. He’s inescapable if you consume the media (manga, anime, promo materials). He’s presented as an equal to Izuku, and yet never once actually respects Izuku as a person. But Izuku keeps making excuses for him, as do the other characters, painting him in a better light than what’s actually shown.

Bkugo keeps having very small glimmers of moments where it seems like he’s learning from his mistakes. But then he goes right back to square one. 

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During the license exam, he storms off on his own because of his belief he’s better by himself. He ends up having a plan to work with Kaminari and Kirishima, but only because they followed him and put themselves in a dangerous situation alongside him. Then during the last phase of the exam, he tries to take things on his own again, which results in him not getting his license. 

Which is a great moment, it seems like he’s getting actual development here! He has to work on remedial exams, puts some ounce of teamwork into getting his license…but it’s all for his own benefit. Everyone praises him over out of their asses over how he’s changed during the training with 1-B, but he still treats everyone like shit. He just sees the benefit of using people on his teams to help him instead of tearing them all down, because he can’t win if he does that. 

He still makes everything about himself. Even when something doesn’t revolve around him, he keeps inserting himself into the narrative. He forces more of Izuku’s secrets from him, forces himself to be there when Izuku talks to All Might about One For All, not for Izuku’s benefit, but because he feels entitled to know about Izuku’s quirk. Even during a discussion which should center around Izuku asking questions and finding out more about his legacy and quirk, Bkugo takes the reigns and takes nearly all agency away from Izuku.

As for the Sports Festival, Bkugo would get more humbled by losing. It would show both Bkugo and the viewers that not just offense-based Quirks (or the male characters) are capable of winning fights. Things like planning and pacing yourself can help just as much. Which would tie into Izuku not knowing how to control OFA during that stage as well, using his mind and ingenuity to get himself to the Third Round without needing his Quirk. It would’ve worked really well narratively! And tied things together!

It also would’ve provided more tension for Bkugo if he’d lost the Sports Festival. When he’s kidnapped, the LOV could’ve used that loss in order to entice him to join them. The only reason he didnt join was because he thought they were ‘losers’, both because All Might stopped the USJ attack and Bkugo has a strong quirk that won him the Sports Festival. If he’d lost, he’d be vulnerable and have had do show some struggle over whether he was going to take up their offer, and gotten some character growth from that. Because he’s cocky and strong, we already know from the beginning he isn’t going to actually accept their offer in canon.

As for Horikoshi’s lack of female characters–especially those that actually battle or do anything significant to the plot–I’m not 100% surprised. Shonen anime in general has a bad track record of writing female characters, if they’re included at all in the narrative. 

My problem is that Horikoshi has a decent cast of female characters with unique powers, and he goes out of his way to sexualize them and make them damsels/nearly useless in fights and scenes that actually further the plot. Just. Goddamn, let the female characters actually do something instead of standing around being support for the male characters, or having catfights with female villains (ala Ochaco with Toga). 

Even Ochaco, the main female character of the series, barely gets any development other than “struggling with crush on Izuku” and “I saw someone die and don’t want that to happen again”. Izuku, Shoto, and Bkugo get entire character arcs and countless chapters devoted to them, and we only get a few pages for Ochaco, if we’re lucky.

Miraculous Ladybug is another beast entirely ngl. I’m not going to touch that for now.

[random-mha-thoughts]

Warmth (LoV x Reader)

Pairing: League of Villains x Reader (Platonic)

Appearances by Toga, Dabi, Shigaraki, Twice, Kurogiri

Someone on Wattpad requested: “hi! idk if you're still doing requests or not (and you don't have to do this if you want to) but can you do a platonic LoV where the reader is in a abusive relationship and she's coming back to the hide out and she goes to her room to cover up the bruises and stuff and toga come in asking to hangout when she see the bruises on the reader and goes and tells the league without the reader knowing. you can end it with some family fluff if you want.”

Genre: Angst/Comfort

Warnings: Mentions of physical/mental/emotional abuse

Word Count: 1,324

Tags:  @yuki-osaki​ @liviitehe​ @iamsoftsodonttoucheume-blog​ 

a/n: Yes, listening to The Neighbourhood while writing this hits different

This will be gender neutral on both fronts, in terms of the aggressor and the reader, since abuse can come from anyone. If you're in an abusive relationship, please get help and break out of that relationship if you can before it escalates. You are worth so much more and deserve to be with someone who will love and cherish you and not treat you like trash💖 

"There you are."  Kurogiri wipes down his glasses as per his normal routine.  "The kids were wondering when you would come back, they're waiting for you."

Act natural.  I tug at the sleeves of my jacket and .  "Y-Yeah, if they ask again, I'm just changing my clothes.  I think it's chilly, I want my hoodie, y'know?"  You're talking too much, that's not natural!  I scurry off to my room before Kurogiri can comment about my strange behavior.

Retreating into my room, I make sure to shut it closed so no one can see.  Ripping off my jacket and my tattered shirt, I throw the latter into a corner of my closet where no one will see.  Once I slip my black hoodie over my head and stand in front of the mirror, the first thing I see is the discoloration on my neck still peeking out from the collar.  Putting my hoodie up doesn't help anything either, to my dismay.

I have no choice but to pull out the concealer and color corrector.  My intense stare focuses on the pigmented tender spot as I pat it.  I guess it was my fault this happened anyway.  

The door suddenly opens in the midst of my wallowing and I pull the neck of my hoodie up before turning around.

Toga bares her fangs at me with her wide smile.  "(Y/n)~" she sings, "You're back finally!  Dabi and Shiggy wanna go out for a while, we were waiting for you to go!"

"Oh, yeah, I heard from Kurogiri, I'm just, uh, fixing my hair and changing my clothes because it's cold outside."  My heart still pounds from her entering so suddenly.  I nervously pretend to rub my neck just in case.

Her smile drops into confusion as she scans me.  "You're awfully jittery, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine!" I smile as enthusiastically as possible.  "Just give me another minute, I'll meet you guys out front!"

With that, she's back to her blushing face and grin.  "Okay!  We're waiting!"

Once she shuts the door behind her, I turn back to the mirror and remove my hand.  Good enough, I sigh, At least it'll be dark.

.

"So, how was your date?"  Shigaraki takes a sip of his beer.  I know he's only asking to make conversation, he's indifferent to my relationship.

I finger my own cool metal can.  "Fine, we just watched a movie in the house."  I resist my instinct to flinch at the memory of the screams.  "Nothing special."

"You guys have been going out for a while, huh?"  Toga rests her head in her hands dreamily.  "What's it like being in love?"

Love, huh?   "It's...something."  I try skewing my voice to sound vague and mysterious.  "It's a lot of feelings, I can't really explain it."  It's best if I don't answer directly.

"You're pretty inseparable, I'd say."  Smoke rings lazily emerge from Dabi's blue fire.

Only because I'm told to.  "We just can't stay away from each other," I muster a smile and another sip of my beer.

Turquoise eyes study me from the side before the circle of fire disappears from his hand and he faces me fully.  "You're happy, right?"

His question catches me off guard as I almost choke, but I quickly recover.  "Of course, why wouldn't I be?"

.

Waking up at the hideout the next afternoon is lonely and quiet.  Patting into the kitchen for food confirms my suspicions that no one's home.  Though I'm disappointed, it's assuring that I can use a heating pad for my marks without anyone commenting.

As I sit in front of my mirror facing my shame, I can't help checking my phone for any messages.  My notifications are empty.  Not that I expect anything less, it would be much more surprising if an apology was waiting for me.  Because I'm the one who should be apologizing.

I start texting with my one hand, holding the heat pack to my neck.  At least the temperature provides some kind of comfort in such a small space of my body, though I wish it would encompass me entirely.  The message sends, but it doesn't get read for a few minutes.  That's not normal, usually I'll be left on read.  They must really be angry.  My body goes colder with shame.  Our fight must've been worse than I thought.

I hear the front door slam open suddenly, heavy footsteps approaching my room quickly.  I don't know what to do with the heat pack.  As I'm panicking, the group storms into my room, catching me with it in my hand dumbly.  The boys' gazes all intently lock onto my face.

Toga lazily sits next to me, brandishing her knife as if it's the most casual thing.  "(Y/n)~ I wanted to ask you last night, what happened to you?"  She points the blade at my neck.

The darkness didn't hide it that well then, or she must've seen in my room last night after all.  "I-I got into a fight."  I rub the tender spot nervously.

"Yeah, with your supposed lover," Dabi spits, crossing his arms over his chest.

My body loses all heat as I go numb.  "W-What-?"  How did they find out?  My eyes flicker to the pseudo-innocent schoolgirl on the bed.  She must've told them, but how did she know?

"Why didn't you tell us what was going on?  Why would you let something like this go on?" the raven haired man continues reprimanding me.

I lower my head at his intimidating stare. I knew they'd be mad for not telling them, but I didn't want to worry them either.  "I wanted to take care of it myself," my feeble voice answers halfheartedly.

"You know, we would've taken care of that trashbag earlier if you'd said something."  Twice cracks the bones in his fingers one by one. "I don't care who they are, I'll destroy them either way."

My head snaps up.  "What do you mean you took care-?"

"We paid that loser a visit," Shigaraki stuffs a hand in his pocket, careful to stick his thumb out so it doesn't touch his pants.  "Let's just say we took care of your breakup for you, in our unique way of course."

I'm in disbelief.  They were all angry for me and decided to take matters into their own hands?  "Y-You did that for m-me?"  My body starts trembling.

"You're our family," Toga grins, walking over to me and wraps her arms around my neck from behind.  "Why wouldn't we eliminate someone ruining your life?"

My eyes well with tears the same way my chest fills with the undeserving warmth she's providing me with.  "Because I don't deserve it?"

"Oh, please, no one deserves to be unhappy or bullied by someone they love."  Twice joins the hug between the two of us, his large arms attacking from the other side.

"I'll pass on the hug," Shigaraki mumbles and retreats from the room, but there's a smile on his chapped lips.

"Dabi, don't you dare leave this room without contributing to the hug!" Twice bellows as the other man turns to leave.

His blue eyes roll and he huffs.  "Fine, just this once for you, kid.  Don't get used to it."  He awkwardly fits over our bodies, his warmth the last straw that allows my tears to overflow.

"We're your support group, silly," Toga comforts me, wiping my face, "Who else is gonna have your back like us?"

"Yeah, people are super cruel!" Twice chimes in.

"Can I leave now?" Dabi groans impatiently.

I release my grip on the heating pad and grip the arms around me, leaning my head onto Toga's.  Part of me wants to ground myself in this moment, their strange affection filling the void inside me.  I don't want to move from this spot, smothered under these three bodies of my home, my trusted comrades.  Next time - even though I pray there's no next time - I know if I need comfort, if I need warmth, I just need to ask for it.

[alitaimagines]

“I don’t give a fuck about you anyway, whoever said I gave a shit about you? you never share your toys or communicate, I guess I’m just a play date to you.”  

character: bakugou katsuki, dabi - MY HERO ACADEMIA 

note: if any of you have any suggestions on any MHA characters you’d like to see written for, DM me or send me an ask!

“you are kidding me Bakugou?” his face scrunched up at the sound of you using his last name, “you can���t decide what’s best for our relationship when I have no say in it!” 

he scoffed, “stop trying to save this relationship! we’re going to be heroes! you know heroes can’t handle relationships!” you gripped his wrist as your eyes darkened, “yes it can! how would you know! we haven’t even tried it!” you retorted. 

a few of your classmates watched as the two of you bickered. it was odd for the two of you to fight so openly in front of everyone. out of the three years that the two of you were together, they maybe heard both of you argue once or twice? if even that. 

“because our relationship was doomed to fail from the start.”

your eyes widened at what he said as you heard Mina and Momo loudly gasp. you had no idea how to respond to his comment but the anger inside of you was very evident on your face. 

“sometimes I wonder how you’ll be a pro hero with an attitude like that. maybe you were right. maybe you were the reason why All Might retired.” 

Midoriya’s and Kirishima’s mouth dropped. everyone knew that was an extremely sensitive topic for Bakugou and you hit him right where it hurt. 

the both of you stared at each other before everyone watching realized that the both of you were activating your quirks. 

“hey! hey! don’t!” Kirishima screamed as he stood in between the two of you, “walk away! one of you walk away!” Kaminari added as you scoffed and shrugged Kirishima’s hand off your shoulder and walked away.

-

graduation finally happened all of you were packed and back home. you had found an apartment a few towns over to start your career. you had a few agencies to choose from and you decided to treat yourself to a night out on your own. 

you had found a bar not too far from your apartment. the lights were dim and you could hardly see any faces in the crowd. 

“never seen you around here before,” you heard a deep voice say behind you. you looked up to see a man with bright blue hair when you realized where you were. 

you were in a villain bar. you knew you moved to a pretty rough neighborhood but you didn’t expect to be in the yakuza and villain district. 

“just moved across the street, what’s your name?” you asked grabbing his hand. you knew exactly who you were talking too but you decided to act extremely dumb to it, “Dabi, what’s yours?” he asked.

you hesitated before shrugging, what was the worst that could happen?

“ ( your name ),” you said giving him a soft smile, “nice to meet you!” Dabi felt his heart skip a beat. 

he never had anyone be so nice to him. if anyone ever was nice to him, it was because he probably threatened them. but you? you had no ‘idea’ who he was and truthfully, he wanted to find out how long it would take for you to find out his real identity. 

“why are you on this side of town?” he asked as you sighed, “the apartments are cheap. graduating school and trying to find work on limited sources led me to these apartments.” 

Dabi nodded as you ordered a drink, “would you like one? they’re cheaper than I anticipated,” you offered Dabi. he remained silent before picking some random drink on the board. 

“DABIII!” he heard a girl behind him say. you looked at the ash blond girl before giving her a nervous smile, “oh, you’re cute! I see your busy so I’ll tell you later!” she exclaimed before prancing away. 

you gave him a look as he sighed dramatically, “don’t mind her....she’s special,” you giggled as the bartender gave you the drinks. you held up your drink and did a small toast before chugging the shot back. 

“oh, this is strong!” you giggled as you tried to hide your cringe induced face, “yeah, you’re drinking straight tequila, what did you expect?” he joked. 

you rolled your eyes before ordering another two, “well, not this however, it wasn’t bad!” you added, “so, Dabi!” you said as he rolled his eyes at the nickname, “what do you do for a living?” you asked innocently. 

his eyes widened, “stuff that you don’t need to worry about,” you pouted as Dabi sighed, “princesses like you don’t need to worry about such things,” your face immediately warmed up to the nickname. 

you moved your way onto Dabi’s lap as he wrapped his arm around your waist, “aw, here I thought you were going to open up to me,” you joked as he raised an eyebrow, “I’m a dangerous person sweetheart, you being in the same building as me could get you into trouble.” 

you laughed before holding him closer to you, “who cares?” he was surprised by your response but didn’t say much. all he did was hold you by the waist and watched the people in the bar make a fool of themselves. 

-

you watched as your friends tried to stop the villains on the screen. word around hero agencies is that a former U.A. student turned to the LoV. some thought it was a rumor while others thought it was true. no one could figure out who exactly it was though. 

the rumors surrounding your sudden disappearance was that you moved to another country to do hero work there. you had no idea who started the rumor but you could help and laugh about it. 

Dabi watched as you watched your former friends struggle to fight the villains. he knew you had turned to the LoV for your own personal reasons but he could tell that a part of you was still struggling to fully turn to villainy.

“those idiots have no idea what they’re doing,” Dabi inquired as you laughed, “no, they do. they’ll defeat them, I can assure you.” 

he grabbed your hand and stared at you, “don’t tell me you’re rooting for them!” he exclaimed as you shook your head, “I’m not but it’s the truth. you want to know how to defeat them? I’m your only gateway in and I’m telling you, these next generation heroes aren’t going to be easy to defeat. they know what they’re doing and it’s going to take a lot of us to be able to defeat them.” 

Dabi knew what you said was true. your turn to the LoV was a big one for the league. they reeled in someone who knew the strength and weaknesses of the next wave of heroes. 

in retrospect, he knew how wanted you were going to be once you made your first attack. you knew the power you held and you kind of used it to your advantage. 

dating Dabi and having Shiggy at the palm of your hand, you felt on top of the league. any little thing could turn you back to heroism and that was something no one wanted to happen. by now, you knew a lot of the deep secrets going on inside of the league and could possibly be the downfall of it if you turned back.

“guess you’re right,” he muttered as you rolled your eyes, “I know I am but that’s why I’m here to help you. especially you,” you whispered as you gave him a peck on the side of the lip, “and to help Shigaraki,” you added on knowing he was going to get annoyed by that. 

Dabi brought you on top of him as you gave him a quick kiss, “but don’t worry! I’ll pick my little fire boy over handys mcgee any day,” Dabi slapped your ass making you groan, “damn right you will,” he stated before grabbing you and wrapping you into his arms. 

“now let me remind you that you don’t belong to anyone besides me.” 

-

this was going to be the first mission you were going to be on and actually ‘show’ yourself to the world. you felt nervous jitters running through your body as you put on your very unique uniform. 

Toga had helped you pick your uniform out. you went with black leggings and a blue baseball-esque jersey. the color was very reminiscent to Dabi’s fire and he couldn’t help but poke fun at you when he first seen it. his second immediate thought was possessiveness. 

you were a new villain. a new cute villain. wearing clothes that honored him in a way. and the cherry that could go on top of that sundae would be you fighting your former boyfriend. 

the mission all of you were going on was a simple one. going to save Twice from prison and cause a little havoc while your add it. 

you were going to partner up with Toga as Shigaraki and Dabi partnered up and went a separate way. you were going to be the little chaos that was going to in sue so you could get your five seconds of fame. 

while Dabi and Shiggy made their way inside, you and Toga started to attack the prison guards. you were going to give them a small five second window to save Twice. 

you grabbed one of Toga’s knifes and stabbed one of the guards before doing that to the next three. Toga had never seen someone as cute as you stab so many people before and if she had to be honest, she found it extremely hot. 

“if Dabi hadn’t gotten to you first, I would have taken his place,” Toga winked at you as you rolled your eyes, “maybe you can join us one day,” you joked back as her pale face went a deep shade of red. 

“STOP FLIRTING!” Shiggy screamed through the earphone piece as Dabi agreed, “you touch her and I’ll burn you alive,” Dabi simply said making the two of you laugh. 

once you finally met up with Shiggy and Dabi, the four of you shoved Twice into one of the unnamed cars and sent it away before making your grand exit. 

you grabbed Dabi’s hand as you and Toga pranced to the front of the building. Dabi had to light the building on fire as the final act of the mission and during that time, you three fought the heroes who tried to attack him. 

“no way,” Bakugou heard Deku say as he gave his friend a confused look, “what?” he asked harshly as followed Deku’s eye trajectory. 

you had stabbed a guard in the gut making the person fall to the ground, “she’s the former U.A. student!” he screamed to the rest of the heroes. 

they all watched you stab, punch, and slice different people in horror. Bakugou was mortified. he would have never thought that it was you who had made the turn to villainy and if he was being honest, a part of his heart broke.

someone he once loved was now his enemy. not only that, as they moved in to attack all four of you, he watched as you gave Dabi a passionate kiss. 

“hi boys!” you exclaimed as you watched Toga’s eyes light up with excitement at the sight of Deku, “how are you!” you asked as they walked up to you in nervousness. 

Bakugou immediately walked up to you but before he could even get the chance to be six feet in front of you, Dabi let out a ball of fire. 

“sorry Katsuki, you don’t get that right but the right you do get is to face me one on one!” Toga and Shiggy laughed, kind of interested in seeing that fight, “I won’t. I can’t.” Bakugou said as you pouted. 

“aw, that sucks! I really wanted to pound you to the ground! but I guess that’ll be for another day,” you mocked as you gave him a smirk before dropping the bloody knife on the ground, “I guess we’ll see you later?” you asked as you ruffled the ash blond’s hair. 

Deku immediately went to attack you but Dabi pushed you back into him before feeling Shiggy and Toga shove you both inside of the car. 

“until next time sweethearts! can’t wait to see all of your pretty faces again!” 

the last sight that Bakugou had of you was kissing Dabi as he deepened it rather quickly. if there was one thing about Bakugou, it was his will and determination. 

and now he was determined to bring you back. bring you back to the side you belonged. to heroism. and even more importantly, back to him. 

ALITA

[kiribaku-queen]

Unexpected [5/8]

Pairing: Dabi x reader, Hawks x reader

Fluff, angst, AU

Word count: 2.5K

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Summary: Being quirkless wasn’t so bad. Especially when you had two badass best friends that had amazing quriks to make up for it. That is until one of them breaks your heart by disappearing in thin air. And the other breaks your heart by wanting to focus on his hero work. After coming back to Japan after studying abroad for 5 years, you were in for a whirlwind of surprises.

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When your lips connected, saying that Dabi was shocked was an understatement. For the first time in a long time, he could feel his heart starting to beat again. He became relaxed in the kiss, closing his eyes and his hands made its way to the curve of your back. But before he could fully place his hands on your back, you pulled away.

You were mortified. You had no idea why you just did that. God, you felt so embarrassed. It was all in the moment! You searched his eyes, wondering what he was thinking. But his eyes showed no emotions. Getting more embarrassed, thinking that you really messed up, you quickly got up and climbed down the ladder. When your feet had touched the solid floor, you immediately ran to your room, slamming the door shut when you got inside. Your heart was racing and your cheeks were warm.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid!” you yelled at yourself, knocking on your head with your fists. Everything just happened on its own. The way his eyes looked as he reminisced the past, the way he spoke. The way your heart beat like it used to. You didn’t know what came over you. But he was probably going to act weird around you now! He was the only one that made you feel comfortable enough to feel sane. But after what you just did, you didn’t know if that was going to change at all.

The next day, you made your way to the bar upstairs. Looking in the corner where the League of Villains usually eat, you sighed in relief. He wasn’t here. You always ate separate from the League. They would huddle around by themselves while you ate at the bar by yourself. You would be eating at the same time but in different spaces. And since you didn’t see him with the rest of his crew you could eat your breakfast in peace. You sat in one of the chairs that was at the bar and looked to see what they had laid out for you. Since you were a hostage still, although they weren’t treating you like one, you didn’t get to pick what you had for breakfast. It was always just prepared for you and you happily ate it. At least they provided you something to eat. But this time, there was nothing there. Weird… but then again, they didn’t have to give you anything. It was a luxury.

A door opened and in came Dabi with a bag in hand. Thinking back to what happened yesterday, you quickly turned around in your chair and looked down at the counter. Your face with bright red with embarrassment. But even though you were embarrassed, you couldn’t help but think back to how soft his lips were.

Dabi sets the bag down on the counter and takes a seat next to you. You jumped at the action because you weren’t expecting him to sit next to you. In all honesty, you thought he was going to ignore you from here on out. Dabi slides the bag towards you.

“Eat up. Breakfast.” He says, making your heart skip a beat. He got your breakfast? You opened the bag and an omelet with toast and fruit on the side. And it wasn’t just any omelet. It had all your favorite ingredients in it. He had got this all for you. You looked to the side and he was already eating his fair share. A smile appeared on your face and you tried so hard not to show it. Dabi was acting like nothing happened. He was acting like his normal self. Thank god. Maybe he forgot all about last night’s events by now.

Even though he doesn’t talk about what happened, he did start to act differently. And not in the way that you thought. You would think that he would act more distant towards you or tease you or maybe even get mad at you. But it was nothing like that. It was kind of hard to explain. The first thing you noticed was that he started buying you your favorite food for lunch and dinner. You never even told him what you liked but he always managed to get your favorite dishes. And it was from your favorite restaurants. He would pull you away from the bar and let you eat with the rest of the League of Villains. That was a major step for you because you never really interacting with them before on such an intimate level. You tried to refuse, saying that you were comfortable eating alone, but he dragged you to their table no matter how hard you tried to refuse. And soon you were always eating with them.

But that wasn’t all. When Dabi and the crew would come back from doing their villain stuff, Dabi would come back with snacks. Or clothes. Or accessories. Each time, he had something new for you. And it surprised you because you were not expecting him to give you anything at all. Food, maybe? But then he started giving you gift gifts. Although you felt bad that you were receiving so many things and not giving anything back in return, you couldn’t help but feel butterflies in your stomach whenever he gave them to you. It was happening so often that you anticipated it and felt warm inside.

Dabi would even keep you company in the basement whenever he was around. You guys wouldn’t do much, as there wasn’t much to do anyway. But he was there. He was present. And that was really all you could ask for. There are times where you would just to each other. Other times, you would lay down next to each other, bathing in each other’s presence, none of you saying a single word. But there wouldn’t be a time where he didn’t do his iconic action that you loved, and still love: patting your head two times before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. You could have sworn one time, he was about to lean in. After tucking a strand of hand behind your ear, he left his hand there to cup the side of your cheek. He stared at you and looked like he was about to lean in to kiss you but he stopped himself. Leaving with a smirk on his face. Maybe you were just imagining it.

Ever since you started joining the League of Villains for their meals, you started spending more time with them. You really have nowhere to go so getting to know them couldn’t be so bad. It all really started when you saw Toga working on something. You happened to walk by and get a peek at what she was doing. Homework? Her face was contorted in confusion and she was fiddling with the pen in her hand. So far, she hadn’t written down anything on that sad, blank piece of paper. You took a closer work at the topic. Math. Not your strong point but this was high school math. You could solve the question, no problem.

“Do you need help?” you asked her, taking a seat next to her. She looked at you with an unamused face.

“What do you know about math?” she questions.

“I’m a teacher. I think I can handle a little math,” you reassured her. You scooted you chair closer and began helping her on her homework. It took a while for her to listen to you. Toga would either look away distracted while you do her homework for her or she would do one problem and then go back to complaining.

“I don’t even go to school. Why do I still have to learn this stuff?” Toga complained, leaning back in her chair. Dabi comes over and knocks her in the head with his knuckle.

“You’re still a kid. At least try to learn something,” he scolded her. All she did was groan, pick up her pen and dug her nose in the problem. Dabi was looking over her shoulder, making sure she was doing her work. For a villain, he sure was concerned about her education. He didn’t help with teach her, but was watching over you both. Once you both got in the groove, she was finally starting to understand. It was going to take more than just a few hours for her to really understand what was going on, but it was a start.

You also started talking more to Twice. He was a good guy, you could tell. Even if he was a villain, there is some good to him. You were like a therapist to him. He would come to you and really talk about anything. He would talk about his bipolar disorder and what made him like that. Sometimes, he would complain about the LOV. And he would make you swear to secrecy to never tell Shigaraki because he would come for his head. More and more every day, you were able to understand him. Not just him. With all the members of the League of Villains. You might not agree with what they are doing, but you can understand to a certain degree. Good intentions but bad execution. Especially with Shigaraki.

Speaking of the leader of the LOV, you didn’t miss the chance to get closer to him either. Although, you had to make a great effort to do that. You were passing by one of the rooms and you heard moaning and groaning. Uh-oh, that couldn’t have been good. Out of curiosity, you peaked through the door that was making a lot of noise and saw Shigaraki playing video games with Spinner. So this was that he does when he isn’t off doing criminal activity. You stayed for a bit, watching them play. Not bad for a villain. And it looked like a lot of fun. Spinner was the one groaning because he kept losing to the leader. Huh, you bet you could take him on. And so you did. You challenged the ever so scary leader, Shigaraki.

“Ahhh!” you shrieked, making a bolt out of the room and into the bar area where most of the villains were residing. Dabi immediately stood up upon hearing your scream. You appeared out of the hallway, pure terror written all over your face. As soon as you saw Dabi, you grabbed his arm and hid behind him. Following closely behind you, Shigaraki, a burnt controller in his hand. Dabi stuck out his hand to protect you, activating his blue fire as a warning to him.

“Dabi…” Shigaraki said. Then he slowly pointed his finger at you. “I think we should really get rid of her.”

“Why?” Dabi asks, in his regular monotone voice. You stood on your tip toes to get a glance at the blue haired man over Dabi’s shoulder.

“You’re just mad that I beat you in that game fair and square!” you defended yourself. Dabi sighed and deactivated his quirk.

“This is all because of a game?”

“It’s not just a game. I never lose. Game or real life. I am the winner and will always win in the end,” Shigaraki started giving out his speech. You rolled your eyes and clung onto Dabi. “Now, give her to me so we can eliminate her once and for all.” Dabi frowns. He takes his hand to grab yours and interlocks them. Shigaraki notices that small action and frowns.

“Remember the plan. Don’t let your petty feelings get in the way,” Dabi reminds him. He didn’t respond. Just scratched his neck a few times and walked away. Before you could get the chance to thank him for saving you, he’s dragging you away. You take one step down the stairs and he’s pinned you against the wall.

“Touya…” you say his name. But it gets smaller when both his hands are beside your head and he’s leaning in so that all you could see were his sapphire eyes.

“Are you okay?��� he asks, making your heart melt once again. You nodded and continue to be mesmerized by his eyes. He sighs and pushes himself off the wall. You got a bit disappointed at the wide the space between you got. “That was dangerous, poking fun at him like that.”

“I was just trying to get close to them,” you admitted. Looking at your puppy dog eyes and how you were pouting, Dabi was trying to resist the urge to squish your face and mark kisses all over you. He’ll have to save that for later though.

“You can’t trust him,” he scolded you, sighing one more time. “That’s it. Gather your stuff.” He demands. You changed your expression and cocked your head to the side.

“What stuff?”

“Your room. You’re moving in with me,” he says so blunty and straightforward. You blush like crazy and look away.

“It couldn’t have been that serious to m-move in with you,” you try to reason with him but he wasn’t having it.

“He may have sounded like he was joking, but he’s one crazy motherfucker. You never know what he’s going to do. So I want you to stay in my room where I can see you 24/7.” He warned. His tone of voice was scaring you and he could see it in your face. His expression softens. “Okay?” he whispers and you nod. He smirks and pats your hair twice before tucking that same strand behind your ear. God, you wanted to kiss him so much. But he shooed you away to get your belongings, if any, to bring them back to his room.

 Behind the scenes, Hawks was doing everything he could to try to rescue you. He was working with police and detectives to figure out where the League of Villains were hiding and where they had taken you. But it was taking too long. They should have found you by now but because they had to do everything in a process, it was taking way too long. He was itching to get his hands on those villains who kidnapped you.

“Let me go find them!” Hawks demanded, slamming his fists down on the table. “Having me go will be much faster than what we are doing now.” One of the detectives shook his head.

“It’s not going to be that simple. The League of Villains are upping their game from their last kidnapping. It’s not going to be easy, but we are trying are best.” They tried to reason with him but he was only getting more irritated by the minute.

“You’re not trying your best!” he screamed, causing the entire room to look at him. “You were able to find where the League was hiding within 2 days of that 1-A student’s kidnapping. So why is it taking more than a week to find a single person?!”

“It’s because she’s just a person. She’s just a regular citizen of low importance who just so happened to get caught up in this mess. We’ll find her, but it’s just going to take some time.” Hawks just gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. Fine. If the police wasn’t going to help him. If other pro-heroes weren’t going to help him, then he was going to find you by himself.

A/N: Sexy time next chapter????

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