#bnha fanfics

[ruewrote]

𝑖 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢.

PAIRING: 3A!denkikaminari x gn!reader WARNINGS: sad denki, no use of y/n GENRE: angst to fluff SONG INSPIRATION: there for you by martin garrix & troye sivan WORD COUNT: 1.1k

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you notice denki has been quieter than usual all day. normally, he'd be the one cracking jokes and keeping the energy up, but today there’s a different air about him. it’s subtle, the way he avoids eye contact, the forced smiles, the way his shoulders seem a little slumped, but it’s slight but it's there. and what bothers you most is that no one else seems to notice. the others laugh and carry on, completely oblivious to the shift in his mood.

he stands up suddenly after a group conversation winds down, muttering something about needing to head back to his dorm. no one questions it, letting him go without a second thought, but you can't shake the feeling that something's wrong. you watch him walk away, disappearing down the hall, and a few moments later, you decide to follow.

after giving him some time alone, you make your way to his room. his door is closed when you arrive, and you hesitate for a second, wondering if he needs more time to himself. but the image of his unusually downcast expression sticks in your mind, and you gently knock on the door before letting yourself in.

denki’s sitting on his bed, staring out the window, lost in thought. his usual electric energy is nowhere to be found. he turns his head when he hears you, surprise flickering across his face.

"hey..." he says quietly, his voice lacking its usual spark. "didn't think anyone was gonna come by."

you give him a small smile, closing the door softly behind you before stepping further into the room. "i noticed you were kind of off today," you say gently, sitting on the edge of his bed, keeping some space between you. "i just wanted to check in. see if you're okay."

for a moment, he doesn’t say anything. his gaze falls back to the floor, and his fingers fidget nervously with a loose thread on his shirt. "i'm fine," he mutters, though the way he says it makes it clear he's not. "it's stupid stuff. i don’t want to bother you with it."

“denki…” you tilt your head, your voice soft but firm. “you can talk to me. you don’t have to pretend like everything’s fine when it’s clearly not.”

he lets out a short, bitter laugh, still avoiding your gaze. "i don’t know. i just feel like... everyone’s moving forward, getting better, and i’m stuck, y’know? i try to keep up, but i’m always messing something up. like today, in training... i fried out again. everyone laughed. and i don’t blame them, i mean, it’s what i do, right? screw up and turn into an idiot." he laughs again, but it’s empty, and his shoulders slump a little more.

your heart aches hearing him talk like this. denki always seems so carefree, so full of confidence, but now, sitting here with him, you can see the cracks in the facade he puts up for everyone.

“denki, you’re not an idiot,” you say, your voice filled with sincerity. “you’re one of the most hardworking people i know. you’re always pushing yourself, always trying to get better. and yeah, sometimes things don’t go the way you want, but that doesn’t mean you’re not improving. you’re not stuck.”

he finally looks at you, his eyes filled with doubt. "it’s just hard sometimes, you know? feeling like i’m always the one who messes up while everyone else is just... better."

you scoot a little closer, your voice gentle as you say, “you’re not alone in feeling like that. we all struggle sometimes, even if it doesn’t always show. but i promise you, no one thinks less of you for having rough days.”

denki takes a deep breath, and some of the tension in his body seems to ease. he leans back against the headboard, his hands resting in his lap. “i just... i guess i didn’t think anyone really noticed. i’m always the ‘happy-go-lucky guy,’ right? i don’t want people to see me like this.”

“i’m so sorry that i didn't realize it sooner,” you say softly, meeting his eyes. “and it’s okay to have off days. it doesn’t make you weak or anything like that. it just makes you human.”

his eyes shining with a mix of emotions, hope, disbelief, something like gratitude. “you really mean that?”

“of course i do,” you said, squeezing his hand gently. denki’s gaze dropped to your intertwined hands, his thumb brushing over yours almost absently. “i just… i don’t wanna be behind, you know? i want to be taken seriously, like everyone else.”

your heart ached at the vulnerability in his voice, the raw honesty that he usually kept hidden behind his carefree smile. you shifted closer, wrapping your arms around him in a gentle hug. he stiffened for a moment, then melted against you, his head resting on your shoulder.

“you’re appreciated so much more than you think, denki,” you whispered, your voice fierce with conviction. “you have so much to offer. i’m so proud of you, and i’m so lucky to know you.”

he let out a shuddering breath, his arms tightening around you like he was afraid to let go. “thank you,” he murmured, his voice barely audible. “i…i really needed to hear that.”

you held him close, your hand gently stroking his back. “i’ll always be here for you. whenever you need to talk, or just…need someone. i’m here.”

he didn’t say anything, he didn't need to, he just held you tighter, his breath warm against your neck. for a long time, you sat like that, wrapped in each other’s arms, the noise of the common room fading away until it was just the two of you, cocooned in a bubble of quiet comfort.

eventually, he pulled back, his eyes red but clearer, the tension in his face eased. “i’m sorry,” he said, his voice still a little shaky. “i didn’t mean to dump all this on you.”

“don’t apologize,” you said firmly. “you’re allowed to feel how you feel, and you’re allowed to talk about it. i’m honestly glad that you did.”

“you’re…you’re really cool, ya know?”

he smiled, a real, genuine smile that made your heart swell with relief. “i’ll try to believe it.”

“that’s all i ask,” you said, squeezing his hand. “just…try to see yourself the way i see you.”

his smile softened, his eyes shining with something warm and tender. “i’ll try,” he said again, his voice quiet but steady. “and…thank you. for being here. for listening. it means a lot.”

“always,” you said, your heart aching with how much you meant it. “i’m always here for you, no matter what.”

he nodded, his gaze lingering on yours for a long, another quiet moment. then he shifted, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to your forehead, the touch so soft it made your breath catch.

“thank you,” he whispered one last time, his voice filled with all the things he didn’t know how to say.

you knew that, whatever happened, you’d always be there to remind him of just how incredible he truly was.

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© ruewrote 2024.

[dabislittlemouse]

Ok, so lately I've been listening to too much Peppers by Lana Del Rey and Tommy Genesis, so imagine that the chorus "hands on your knees Angelina Jolie" is playing in the background while reader and Dabi recreate the song, specifically that part, in such a way obscene and so aaa, If you don't mind, could you write something like this?

𝒫𝐸𝒫𝒫𝐸𝑅𝒮

-Touya Todoroki x fem!reader ୨⍣୧

➳ word count: 1.9k

➳ contains: SMUT- Minors do not interact, oral male receiving, praising, soft needy Touya loves dolling you up and ruining you 🦋

➳ A/N: I LOVE THAT SONG SO MUCH!!! I enjoyed writing this fic a lot, hopefully you like this. I decided to call him Touya in this fic.

➳ Song recommendation: Lana del Rey- Peppers

The faint smell of strawberry shampoo filled the room as you slowly walked out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around your wet body. The chill air made you shiver for a bit as you sat down in front of the vanity mirror, looking at yourself. All fresh and clean, that long shower was really needed.

It was only you in the room, or better say, in Touya’s room, which had also become your room at this point. He let you move all of your stuff in his room, to the point he had to ask for another closet since you had so many clothes. It didn’t take long for Touya’s grimy room to turn full of life, your dainty clothes and accessories all over the place, on the table or chair. And he didn’t mind it one bit, having you in his room felt like a ray of sunshine, a smell of fresh air that filled his lungs and scent of nature. That’s how you were to him, he’d look at your enamored while you sat near the desk, doing your makeup and fixing your hair, looking like a dainty princess compared to his edgy dark looks. 

And today was the same, you sat there, carefully drying your hair with a towel and giving it some shape. You decided to go for wavy hair today, which was one of Touya’s favorite hairstyles on you. The vanilla scented candle sat on your desk, along with all your makeup brushes,lipstick and glitter. What you loved most was getting dolled up for your man, he’d always make you flustered with the way he’d be all over you, like a man who’d never seen a pretty woman before. Sometimes he’d also doll you up himself, fixing the ribbons on your hair, helping you wear your tights, choosing the perfect dress for you, putting the blue stoned necklace around your neck, the one he got for you as a constant reminder that you belong to him. 

The song playing in the background helped you concentrate even more on getting yourself ready. It was one of your favorite artists, Lana Del Rey, her music was an inspiration to you in all aspects, especially the way you dressed. You felt that melody and that lyrics deep in your core, as your love and dedication towards your beloved was beautifully described by those words knitted together to create such masterpiece of a song that you wanted to inject in your blood. Passion and love, utter addiction towards one another, that’s how your relationship was. He took care of you like no one ever did.

——

“You’re my little girl, aren’t you? My good, pretty girl.. all mine” Touya whispered in your ear one day as he was braiding your hair, his lithe fingers skillfully going through each lock of hair as usual. You nodded, blushing at his words, stomach doing a flip at his possessiveness and praise. You wore a frilly white dress, diamond earrings that he’d taken for you, your thigh highs with two cute ribbons on each. The same song was playing in the background, and it was making you feel some type of way, especially from the fact that he was braiding your hair. A coincidence? Maybe. But now you had the need to act just like the song. 

~Let me put my hands on your knees, you can braid my hair..~

Oh, you had the need to please him again. Putting your hands on his knees, as you go down on him, tasting him. 

Touya hadn’t finished doing your hair when you turned at him, your face flushed and your eyes all big and needy, it took him by surprise.

“Baby, I still didn’t finish your hair..” he said, staring at you with a confused look on his face.

“I know Tou.. I just..” you licked your lips, putting your hands gently on his knees, your nails pretty and manicured, Touya chose  a cherry red color for them, always the sinful image of your fingers wrapped around his cock in mind. 

“I kind of love this song..” you whispered, as Touya payed attention to the lyrics. The corners of his mouth twitched as a shadow of a smile lurked on his face, and he stared down at you for a second longer, taking in every minuscule detail he could perceive about you. You shifted closer to him, getting between his legs as your hands stroked his thighs, shyly looking at his bulge forming in front of you. 

“That’s a nice song sweetheart. You wanna recreate it don’t ya? Tell me..use your words” his hand found your chin, lifting your head up to look at him. His stare was hypnotizing, those azure eyes could get you drenched without him touching you at all. 

“Yes..” you swallowed nervously, as he chuckled and squished your blushing cheeks together on his large hand. 

“And why is that?” he teased, knowing your answer too well but he still wanted to hear you say it with your own words. 

“Because I.. I want to give you pleasure Touya..” you bit your lip, and Touya could swear he felt the urge to grab that pretty mouth of yours and stuff it with his aching cock. Your shy voice saying his name, the way you looked up at him through your lashes, the way you smelled, the way you looked so angelic but your mind was full of dark and sinful desires, he loved that he turned you like this. So needy for him, addicted to him, just the way he wanted you to be. 

He leaned to give you a kiss on the forehead, his hands gently going through your half braided hair before he backed away. 

“Go on then, princess. Show me how you please your man~” he cooed, watching your delicate hands unbuckling his belt slowly. Touya was already rock hard and that gave you a tingle between your legs, especially with the way he was watching your every move. Carefully you lowered his pants, taking him in your hands, his cock was glistening with precum already, angry red tip begging to be sucked and licked, your small hand wrapping around his shaft made Touya hiss between his teeth. You were being agonizingly slow and careful with him as if he was going to break, but he let you do your thing. He loved seeing various emotions going visibly on your face, embarrasment, nervousness, lust, desire..

“Open that pretty mouth..” he asked before you tried to go down on him, making you stop. His fingers found your lips, smearing your red lipstick before opening your mouth and his thumb playing with your tongue.

“There you go.. put that tongue into good use. Just as I taught you, okay little love?”

“Yes” you breathed out, sticking out your tongue and swirling it on his sticky tip first, tasting the pearly precum leaking out of him. You heard the man let out a groan, which encouraged you to continue further, licking his shaft while your other hand fondled his balls gently.

“Shit, baby... f-fuck!” Touya moaned as you finally took him all in your mouth, trying your best to not gag on his cock that was hitting the back of your throat. The music was playing on repeat as your head bobbed up and down his cock, using your tongue as well and making his head spin. His hands found your hair once again, looking at the half done braids.

“F-fuck doll.. M’not sure if I can braid that pretty hair of yours again..aahh fuck- if you continue sucking me off like that~” he groaned, hips bucking up and slamming in your mouth. You were totally drunk in his cock, like it was the last meal on this earth, slurping and moaning and trying to get as much from him as you could. His half lidded eyes stared down at you as you made eye contact with him, which had your sloppy cunt clench on nothing.

 He was in bliss, his face flushed as he gave you a lustful needy look. A hand pressed on top of your head, pushing you down on him.

“Mmhm yeah.. choke on it a little, there you go. You look so fuckin’ pretty like this, my angel~” Touya whispered, as you sat there unmoving, his cock deep in your throat. You choked on him, tears slowly rolling down your cheeks, ruining the mascara, but his firm hand continued to keep you there until you started whimpering. He let you go and watched you with an amused look on his face as you coughed and whined.

“Don’t wipe those tears off baby, let me see ‘em..” he said, licking a singular tear on your cheek before gently tapping his cock on your face, smearing your lipstick and mascara on your dumb pretty face, full of tears and drool. You looked up at him pleadingly, letting him use your face and mouth however he wanted. He shoved his cock right back in, his hands caressing your hair as you continued taking him in your mouth like your life depended on it, licking up the sides with your tongue, trying to go deeper when he added a little more pressure to the back of your head.

“That’s it baby, just like that, you wanna make me cum? Yeah? Right in that throat of yours.. fuck, you want it baby? Nnghh fuck-” he spoke as his breathing got heavier, eyes rolled at the back of his skull in pleasure while you felt his cock throbbing in your mouth. 

You moaned in response, letting him know just how eager you were to have your mouth full of his cum. With a few more thrusts of his hips  he came hard in your mouth, a low guttural groan left his throat as you gagged and choked on his seed, trying your best to not let a single drop go to waste.

“Fuck- good fucking girl. Take it, ahh- take it all, oh shit-” he moaned out, eyes crossed in pleasure as he struggled to even move. And you did, you took it all, he grabbed your chin to look at your mouth full of his cum.

“Swallow for me...”

And you swallowed, just as he taught you and Touya hummed in amusement before bringing you closer for a deep passionate kiss, feeling the taste of him in your mouth which drove him crazy. 

“You look even prettier like this dollface..” he smirked, looking at the ruined makeup on your face and your hair now a mess. He then focused his gaze on your frilly dress and clicked his tongue.

“I’d feel bad to ruin that lovely dress of yours.. so I’ll just have you ride me on it, that okay with you princess?” he said, grabbing you by the hips and pulling you to sit on his warm lap.

“Yes Touya..” you mumbled shyly before he took you down to the bed with him, hands gripping at the plush of your soft thighs as he ravaged your neck and chest like a feral animal.

—-

As you got yourself all nice and pretty, butterflies formed at your stomach at the memories of that one day. Mostly for the fact that Touya will do it all over again once he comes back, beautifully ruin your makeup and hair. Now the dress you wore was a pretty blue one, his favorite color, while you waited in anticipation for your man’s arrival, more than excited to have him see how pretty you got yourself for him today. 

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[singingcookie]

Chapter 44/? It's only a few days before it's time for them to return to school, and less than a day until his first therapy session. Izuku's a little nervous and has no idea what to expect. Summary: Third Year at UA is underway. Now that their final Sports Festival has come to a close, it’s time for Class 3-A to get a start on their future careers, choosing the final internships of their school days! It’s been a lot of hard work to reach this point, but none of the students show any sign of slowing down, they’re all trying to race toward the future with everything they have! Uraraka Ochako, perhaps more than anyone, is ready for the undertaking! She’s been prepping herself for the task since she started at this school! And nothing’s going to get in her way! Hopefully, striking the proper balance of her internship, school work, and having a social life shouldn’t be too hard…probably.

Okay soooooo this is the most recently updated chapter but, admittedly, if anyone on here was following me for this fic and you aren't subscribed on Ao3, the last update I linked here through tumblr was 38. Just something to keep in mind I suppose 😂 We're on year five of my posting this story believe it or not. I certainly can't. but anyway, please enjoy!

[transhawks]

Shigaraki: It’s not the cage itself that traps you, but being unable to leave it behind even once you slip past the bars.

Hawks: That’s a nice line. Did you come up with it?

Shigaraki: No. You did.

Minutes to Midnight is a Hawks-centric story in where Hawks has to navigate a quirk that sends him into different worlds that all attempt to answer questions of “What if?”. Chapter 4 can be found here.

[jubilee40]

My OG followers know my account used to be mostly BNHA & HQ fanfics before I found new anime daddies.

I wouldn't mind writing for them again if there were ppl who want that💖

[helluva-simper]

  Experimented Y/n part 1 ‘Drip, drop, drip, drop’. I sit inside my cell in the lab as water falls from the ceiling scattering from the impact. A small amount of sunlight comes through a crack. My hands and feet were chained up to the wall. I have been here for quite some time, long enough where I would count the steps people would take, the speed, and sometimes the seconds in between. Speaking of that, I heard someone dashing through the hallway.  I knew that it wasn't anyone who worked here because no one has a need to run. It couldn't be a child, they were too fast. The door slams open. It was a tall man, maybe 6 feet, with long yellow hair that stood up and a leather black suit. “Eraser! There’s a kid!” He yells.  He walks towards me. Without thinking I growl at him. No humans are good as far as I know. “Kid, I just want to help you.” The person says.  I growl at him again. “Look. You hate this place more than I do, so let me get you out of here.” The man offered you his hand.  There were hundreds, no THOUSANDS of reasons why I shouldn’t trust him, reasons why I should just bite his hand off. But I didn’t. I laid my head in his hand. He unlocked the muzzle. “Now, the chains.” He said. He grabbed my wrist as he pulled up my long sleeve. I wince as he looked at my arm in shock.  “ Kid, are you okay? Your arm!” He yelled. I stayed quiet, a bit ashamed. I could barely hear the groan that escaped him as he began to unlock my arms.  My stomach growls. “Um, sir?” He raises an eyebrow. “Do you…  do you, um, have any food on you?” I asked timidly. “ Well, I was going to save this for later but you might need this more than me.” He reaches into his pocket and pulls out half a sandwich. He hands it to me as he continues to unlock my arm. With the hand that he unlocked I grabbed it. As he started to unlock my other arm, I gobble the food down.  When he finished unlocking me he stood up. “Okay. We’re gonna get you out of here.” The man said as he picked me up. I tensed up.  He suddenly dashes out of the room. BANG! BANG! BANG!  One of the scientists shot at me and the man but the man quickly dodged.  With an insane look the scientist yells, “GIVE THEM BACK OR YOU DIE!” “Sorry to disappoint you but I can’t do that.” The man said as he had a smirk on his face. He sat me down as the man said, “I need you to listen to me for just a second. Cover your ears as best as you can.” I nodded slightly. “YEEEEAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!” The man yells, making my ears ring and the scientist falls to his knees while his ears bled. He picked me up and began to run again. When the ringing stopped, I was fast asleep on the man’s shoulder.

[ebonysficcollection]

A House Divided Against Itself by BeyondTheClouds777

Hero Class Civil Warfare by RogueDruid (Icarus51)

A Path to Recovery by whathappenedbro

The Mystery of Midoriya Izuku by HopeNight

[swimmin-all-the-time]

Wrote some Enji and Shouto relationship focused on healing and moving forward :)

[bearfoottruck]

OK.

WHAT.

So apparently, somebody did a video of a reading of Gonna Kiss You On the Boulevard. Granted, it was done with one of those text-to-speech programs, but STILL, I am HONORED that people are recognizing my hard work!

[purplerayne17]

New chapter for Fragments of You, "For My Country", is available on Ao3!

Royalty, Defamation, and Betrayal for this one🗡️

[ynnu-64]

Tears in my togachaco eyes ,,,

[ruewrote]

𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑.

PAIRING: 3A!denkikaminari x fem!reader WARNINGS: he's kind of a fuckboy in this, no use of y/n GENRE: ??? SONG INSPIRATION: good graces by sabrina carpenter WORD COUNT: 447

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denki had made it clear that this was just a “situationship,” you treated it as such. when you saw him cozying up with some girl last week, if he was gonna do what he wanted, so why wouldn’t you?

as you crossed paths with him, denki’s wide grin and fake enthusiasm didn’t go unnoticed as he peeled away from his friends and jogged over to you.

“hey! haven’t seen you around much,” he said, a little too eager.

you shrugged. “yeah, i’ve been busy.”

“busy?” he asked, clearly fishing for details.

“yup,” you said, your tone light. “same way you’ve been busy with your new little friend, i guess.”

denki froze for a second, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “oh, that? it’s not like that, we were just talking.”

“sure,” you replied, a hint of a smile tugging at your lips. “you’ve got nothing to worry about. we’re keeping things casual, remember?”

he blinked, his confidence wavering. “right, but…you’re not upset or anything, right?”

you let out a small chuckle. “upset? why would i be? you’re doing your thing, i’m doing mine. it’s whatever.”

denki looked thrown, clearly expecting more of a reaction. “wait, so you’re not–?”

“denki,” you interrupted, “i really don’t care. you said this wasn’t serious, so i took you for your word  and, well... i’ve got other things going on now.”

he tilted his head, clearly confused. “other things?”

you gave him a slow, lazy smile. “yeah, like how i’ve been hanging out with eijiro. he’s been...fun to be around.”

denki’s eyes widened, a flicker of panic crossing his face. “eijiro? you mean kirishima?”

“mhm.” you shrugged, completely nonchalant. “he’s been good company lately. real dependable, too.”

denki’s expression faltered. “you’re not serious.”

you raised an eyebrow. “what’s there to be serious about? you said we’re not exclusive, right? or does that rule only apply to you?”

he was clearly struggling now, his casual front crumbling. “but i thought–”

“denks, relax,” you said, already half-bored with the conversation. “you don’t need to explain anything to me. it’s not like i was ever that invested in this anyway.”

his mouth opened, but no words came out. you could see him trying to pull himself together, scrambling to find a way to salvage the situation. 

“look, if you wanna keep doing your thing, go for it. i’ve already moved on.” you shot him a final smile, turning to leave without waiting for a reply.

as you walked away, you could practically feel denki’s panic behind you, but you didn’t look back. whatever was going through his head now was his problem, not yours. you had better things to do. 

better people too.

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© ruewrote 2024.

[dabislittlemouse]

I see A lot of headcanons that say Dabi teases reader for getting flustered and shy when he keeps eye contact, but I think it's the other way around.

He's always wanted Enji to look at him and acknowledge him, so when you're riding him or he's on top, and you keep maintaining eye contact, he gets so shy and flustered. NOT IN A SUBBY WAY THO. NOT LIKE THAT.

He buries his face in your neck and his whines are so quiet and soft. He just get so overwhelmed, cause you love him so so much it makes him breathless and he cums too quickly and he gets so grabby.. cause he loves you so much, and he doesn't know how to verbalize it.

(Almost similar to when Denki overuses his quirk and gets fried / overstimulated.)

But he reay wouldn't wanna have it or have you any other way. It takes some time for him to learn to return the eye contact with a euphoric smile, murmuring sappy "I love you."'s over and over till you're a giggling puddle.

Yea....

Lawd I’m literally sobbing and squealing and screeching at this one- this will remain as my main thought for the rest of the night like

I absolutely see this happening, he loves the look in your eyes that show him how good he is making you feel right now, how much you love him, and the bastard can’t take it 😩 he’s never been seen like that, the way you admire him has him all weak for you, he even hates it in the beginning, how dare you make him feel like that? All putty in your hands? But he knows you’ll never hurt him, so he lets himself embrace those feelings, not hiding them from you anymore. It’s the best thing ever seeing him like that, all clingy and needy and affection starved for you🥹

[singingcookie]

Summary: Valentine’s Day approaches and Ochako finds her feelings for a certain someone bubbling up to the surface. She has to find a way to get these feelings out without actually confessing.

Or at least that was the plan… but somehow, when it comes to being in Class A, plans have a tendency to go awry.

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Similarly, the last time I updated THIS story on here was when I first posted chapter 1—but it's been updated through chapter 6! So if you never saw this one past chapter 1, feel free to follow the link here to chapter 2 and you can even read the next 4 chapters after. Crazy!

[justhellacesome]

dude, im just. so damn pumped now that mha is finished and its broken ending, THE FANFICS ARE GONNA BE MARVELOUS. I DAMN TELL YOU ITS THE ONLY DAMN THING IM LOOKING FORWARD TO.

[evadingreallife]

(By trope-specific i mean for example all the slash fics hosting websites, or the nsfw-only ones, etc)