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mitsua · 6 months ago

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Them with an S/o who likes to collect "childish things"

Warnings: none Genre: fluff & comfort

Pairings: Tamaki Amaijiki × Y/N, Togata Mirio × Y/N, Nejire Hadō × Y/N

Series: Boku No Hero Academia Words' count: 0.44k

🪼Ok, I don't know if anyone really calls it that, but I'm talking about some things like Calico Critters, Funko Pops, cars, series' cards, etc. (I kinda do that myself, so this is a comforting post)

if he ever enters in your room and sees all your collectibles on display I picture him stopping on his track and admire everything.

Literally. Everything.

When you start talking or rambling if you get nervous because it must be awkward someone like you has all that, don't worry, he'd shook his head and deny anything you just said it's true

Even if he does not owe a collection such as yours, he might be familiar with the thought of keeping things you think very much of, so that's why sometimes when you start talking about any other topic, you'll see him getting distracted with your marvelous collection and apologize when you ask if he's listening to anything you just said.

Maybe some day he'll try to get you a little thing you might be missing to make your walls/shelves look even fuller.

When he first saw your collectibles he stared in awe, then tried to count them all as quick as he could but got lost halfway.

He smiled, reassuring you there is no problem with you collecting all those precious things as long as it makes you happy on your safe place.

He might have a little collection of his favorite heroes' merchandise, so he'd be the most curious and may ask the best questions about how you got everything your fascinating room is displaying.

Might invite you over his room to help him choose what to do to get a collection as wide and good-looking as yours.

Definitely expect a collectible as a thanks.

Her first reaction was a surprised gasp, stars in her eyes as she got closer at light's speed to each figurine/poster/other collectible you've gotten to get a better look.

Starts asking you tons of questions as to when did this collection started and why do you like it so much. With these talks you only drive her to want one of her own.

So she might ask for advice on how to start one. With your help and both of your minds' creativity you surely will get a unique collection done quickly in her room that might or might not expand further than only on her room.

Expect sharing matching-keychains about all yours and her liked series/games/movies characters or almost anything at all.

Might try to do some of these by hand.

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bsydelver · 3 months ago

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Can u do a Fluff story of Tamaki amajiki crushing on a goth/alternative reader

Part 1 depending on how well this actually does.

———>part 2

@wolvwa helped with this because I can’t write fluff for the life of me.

Note: YESSS, I have never wrote fluff; I only have written aus/general story. THIS IS REALLY EXCITING SO HERE WE GO— THIS WILL BE A CHAPTER OF TAMAKI JUST ADMIRING THE READER.

warnings: English isn’t my first language, writer has never written fluff 🙏, Reader has piercings, Nejire wingman (not really, she just tries to help Tamaki get out of his bubble when it comes to talking to you)

Summary: just read because this is left on a cliffhanger.

SEMI-PROLOGUE

You have been friends with the big three for how long now? All you could remember from the start of your friendship that, surprisingly, Tamaki was the one who even got you into their group in the first place- you were closer to Nejire at first for the most part though due to your shared interests and her fascination with your quirk and unique appearance. People could tell you were ‘different’ in terms of appearance, music taste and lots of other things but in your opinion: you never felt out of place with the group and they always find a way to include you into anything.

Whilst you were in your train of thoughts, you got cut off by Nejire calling for you, with Tamaki as her company, a smile came across your face and you noticed Tamaki doing a half smile as well, “It’s a day off today, do you wanna hang out at my dorm? Mirio said he’d be coming later,” Nejire’s personality could never make you decline her requests but with Tamaki accompanying her: there wasn’t a universe where you’d be refusing to hang out with them. Nejire didn’t let a second pass by after you had agreed and she practically pulled you to her dorm.

Silence filled the room as Nejire scrambled through her stuff looking for anything that could entertain you guys. You couldn’t help but notice the indigo haired-boy staring at you from the corner of your age, you couldn’t say you weren’t enjoying it but you thought that maybe he wanted to talk so you turned your head out of the blue which made Tamaki look down visibly flustered. The sound of a person rummaging through years worth of stuff stopped as Nejire approached you, “I couldn’t really find anything,” that was a strange occurance if you were being fully honest: Nejire always had something for you guys to do, wether it was repetitive or random, there was always something; you thought maybe Nejire just needed an excuse to do something but as you examined her face in an attempt to predict what she was trying to do, you noticed her and the Indigo-colored pair of eyes exchanging stairs that contrasted in expressions but still hinted towards something which you just shrugged off.

Nejire started to slowly get closer to you which wasn’t new, she always did that when she was about to analyse someone’s whole face so you didn’t back away, “Me and Tamaki always thought your piercings were really cool,” hearing Nejire say that made you flattered and you looked to Tamaki to confirm only to see his face buried in his hands which made you slightly smirk, “Did this one hurt?” Nejire pointed at the spider bites piercing you had, “well it d-” before you could answer you were interrupted by another one of her questions, “In fact, did all of them hurt?”

“Well it depends on your pain tolerance and the loca-” you were once again interrupted but this time not by Nejire but by a curious Tamaki, “How did you know which one you would look good with?..” Tamaki wasn’t holding eye contact with you as he asked, he was actually looking down at the floor more than anything, you couldn’t tell what the question exactly implied as it could’ve been many things but you didn’t want to make the environment awkward, “I would try filters or have my friends’ insights on them!” Tamaki looked amazed and it was a cute sight if you were being honest, his eyes had a shine in them that glowed when he opened them more and this moment was one of the times he was opening his eyes more, “Wait you have friends as cool as you?!” Nejire said in a tone filled with excitement, “You think I’m cool?” you raised your eyebrows and you weren’t asking this as a normal question, it was more friendly-teasing; “Actually, it isn’t only me— Tamaki was just tell-” Nejire’s quote-on-quote exposé was fortunately, for Tamaki , cut off by the creak of the door opening, “MIRIO!”

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loverln · 4 months ago

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warm up sketch of the big three’s certified best girl <3

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sunny-and-moonbow · 4 months ago

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A Friend Of A Friend

Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x Gn!Reader

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: fluff, mention of vomit/vomiting, drinking/alcohol consumption (reader themself doesn't explicitly drink)

In your first year at ua high school, you had been so excited to be accepted into UA HIGH SCHOOLS’ support course. A chance to pursue your life's dream, working in real time with future heroes, the best of the best. YOU would get to attribute to their success and work on their complex costumes. You knew it was going to be competitive, and you were ready for that, completely 100% devoted to your goal. Nothing could distract you…except maybe a really cute boy from the hero course.

Early into your second year, maybe the third or fourth week, a bubbly girl with a million questions came knocking on the door of the workshop. She cut you off before you could answer any of her questions, bouncing around and expressing her curiosity about your quirk.

You clear your throat to gain her attention. ‘Are you here for something? Is there an issue with your support items?’

At the mention of her problem, she re-focuses and begins rambling about her new ideas for modifications on her suit, mostly leaving it open ended for your creative freedom, simply suggesting solutions to go along with her side effects. You noted down all of the problems, branching off with a mix of yours and her designs as you go, only nodding and humming to show her you were listening.

After that original (unplanned) consultation, you saw the girl more and more. Whether it was you seeking her out to check the measurements and fit of your support items or her coming eagerly to observe your progress, you were basically seeing her everyday. You learnt how to slip your short answers into your conversations with her, actually becoming quite close. Your relationship developed into walking through the halls together and eventually hanging out, outside of school.

In your third year you were definitely friends, however a little less close, you went from best friends to seeing each other maybe once a week. This wasn’t to say that you guys had a fight or grew apart or anything, your schooling responsibilities simply took priority, and with her being a member of UAs ‘big three’ she barely had time for goofing off with you like you used to.

You were okay with this, knowing you both had your dreams, but sometimes you wish you could just go back to your second year and be carefree and gossip about the cute boys at your school with her. Now you pass each other in the halls with a smile and a wave, going your separate ways. You see her with the two other members of the big three, Mirio Togata and Tamaki Amajiki.

Wow.

They were so cool.

You had seen Amajiki around the school in your first and second years. You didn’t find out his name until he became a member of the ‘big 3’. It was also impossible to have never heard of Togata with his bubbly voice always filling the halls with laughter. Although you had never spoken to either of them you respected them.

You had pretty much resigned to your friendship with Nejire ending at this point, that is until she came knocking on the door of the workshop, b-lining straight for you. You feel a sense of nostalgia at the sight, a slight twinge in your chest at the thought that she was only going to speak to you for her costume, not because she actually wanted to talk to you.

‘HI [READER]’

‘Hey Nejire…’

You dropped the tension in your shoulders when she asked you to hangout with her for her birthday, skipping off happily when you accepted

As you walk towards her door, present in hand, angst washed over you. You knew none of her friends and there was no way in hell she’d stay with you all night, that would mean staying still and with one thought in mind. You loved the girl but outside of hero work she wasn’t the most focussed, and you are no longer one of her close friends, or so you think.

After greeting Nejire, wishing her happy birthday and handing over her present, you situated yourself on the couch, nursing your drink of choice. You spoke to a couple of strangers who came to rest their legs over the course of an hour, the conversations were mostly about what school you went to, what course you were in. Simple things. It was enjoyable, if not a little awkward, you liked to think you made a few friends. You even danced with a few of these people, getting pulled onto the dancefloor by your wrists.

Eventually you got tired and needed to rest your feet, only to find a person, who you realised upon closer inspection to be Amajiki, in your safe space. After a moment of contemplation, you chose to sit near him, but not so close as to spook him, having heard of his timid nature from rumours around the school.

You gave him a smile and a soft hello, with minimal response you simply spoke at him, you realise upon reflection that this was pretty much exactly how you and Nejire became friends. The more you spoke the more he responded, seemingly getting more and more confident the longer he knew you. A feeling that you wanted to attribute to your intoxication, was that blooming, warm feeling in your chest at the sight of his smile. You two giggled as you told him stories of your failed designs and items, and he told you some of his failed ideas for use of his quirk in battle, ones that backfired dramatically.

About 4 hours into the night, a semi-drunk Nejire flopped herself over your lap and began talking to you about how good of a friend you were and how sad she was that you two didn’t talk very much. It made a very different feeling take over your chest. Contrasting your earlier floatiness with a heavy feeling that weighed you down. You gently rubbed her temple as her murmurs slur and she mutters out an

‘I don’t feel so good’

You moved as fast as you could to direct her head away from your shoes, lifting the upper half of her body and swinging an arm over your shoulder to help her up. You sent Amajiki an awkward, tight lipped smile as he grabbed her other arm and you both hauled her towards the kitchen sink.

Safe to say the romance was gone as the sound of her bringing up her lunch echoed off the sink, your hand tightly clasped her hair above her head while Amajiki awkwardly watched with his hands outstretched searching for a way to help.

When you returned to school the following Monday, you expected things to be as they were before. But you couldn’t be more wrong. As you sat on the floor and changed your shoes, you heard Nejire calling out with you, followed closely by Togata and Amajiki.

You faltered a little, not knowing how to react to this new situation. After all, you barely had any interactions with the three, especially as a group and you still hadn’t talked to Togata, his attention having been constantly occupied at the party a few days ago.

‘[Reader]! Hi! Tamaki keeps asking about you so I thought I’d just bring him to talk to you!’

Well that was unexpected. Tamaki's face went beet red and he tried to run away, only stopped by Togata grabbing him.

‘And I wanted to hear what all the fuss was about’

Well at least you could say Togata had spoken to you now. He shoved Amajiki towards you and they began walking off.

‘We’ll catch up later’ Nejire whispered in your ear.

Amajiki stumbled and caught himself, then straightened himself up quickly. Your conversation was a little short and awkward, Amajiki no longer fuelled by the freeing intoxication like the other night. After a few minutes of sitting together talking, you see him pause and take a deep breath, clearly mustering up the courage for something.

‘Do you think you would, maybe, if you wanted, go…on a date?...with me?’

He managed to ask you, stammered and awkward but you found it charming.

You giggled a little, a bright smile taking over your face.

‘I’d love to!’

Of course you accepted.

You met with Nejire and had a gossipy debrief, meanwhile Amajiki was getting grilled by Togata.

‘Ughh, Mirio’

‘Cone on Tamaki, tell me how your little kitten-heart managed to survive you asking out your crush!’

‘Auhhhhhhhhh’

He covered his face with his hands and folded into himself, cursing the school for implementing dorm systems so he couldn’t escape his friend.

‘Come on Mirio…my hearts gonna explode’

It wasn’t long before Nejire came bursting in, leaving him with two interrogators to live through.

When it came time for your date, Nejire insisted on helping you get ready, which you were insanely grateful for. You were going to a cafe, as per Mirios suggestion, simple but still nice for a first date. It did however leave you with the dilemma of trying to look good but desperately trying not to overdress. Nejire was your literal lifeline, letting you model a million different outfits and variations that were so similar but also so different.

Tamaki was having a similar issue with Mirio in his dorm room, except Mirio led the charge, giving him different outfits and forcing him to come out of his closet to show them off.

After the two of you finally finished getting ready, you met outside of your class’ dorm rooms. The walk to the cafe was quiet, so much so that you’re pretty sure you could hear two sets of footsteps distantly trailing behind you. Of course.

The longer you two spend together the freer the conversation gets.

‘How is your work study going? You work with Fatgum right? That must be so cool.’

‘It's good experience, but sometimes I think he only scouted me to torment me’

‘Haha, I’m sure that's not true, he scouted you because of your strength and your drive to be a hero, I’m sure of it!’

He flushed a little at the compliment, putting his head against the table.

‘Uh…thank you. Anyway, how's your support work going? Any new inventions?’

At the mention of your work, you fall into a ramble, about all of your newest creations and the ideas you plan on working on. Your dream brings out a deep passion in you and without realising it, you talk for almost thirty minutes without letting him get a single word in. Not that he tried, he just listened with a soft smile on his face, his cheek resting on his hand as he gazed at you like you were telling him how you hung the stars yourself. When you realise how long you’d been rambling, you cough and clear your throat, feeling a little embarrassed.

‘So ummm, do you have any hobbies? Surely you must have a life outside of UA.’

Your date consists of the typical get-to-know-you questions, and as you reach the bottom of your drinks, you both agree it's probably best to wrap things up.

Unlike most first dates, your conversations don’t have to end when you leave the restaurant, as you don’t have to go your separate ways, instead getting to walk home together, you both continue to talk, you do the most. When you complained that you were cold, he draped his jacket over your shoulders like a true gentleman, with a flush on his cheeks.

When you reached your class’ dorms, he gave you a sweet goodnight, saying he enjoyed the date.

‘Goodnight Amajiki, I enjoyed it too, I hope we can do it again, if you’d like’

Before you can think twice and be stopped by your brain, you leaned forward and kissed his cheek, smiling at his adorable blush. You watched as he bolted away, too overwhelmed to function.

A soft giggle escapes your lips as you watch him disappear in the direction of his dorm, this was definitely going to be an interesting year.

Fast forward to graduation day, you cheered for your boyfriend, Tamaki, and he for you. You excitedly watched your best friend, Nejire and your now close friend Mirio walk the stage. When it was your turn to walk, their screams noticeably stood out among the rest.

Who knew this would all come from a simple party invitation.

Nejire wishes she could say she set the two of you up at the party on purpose, but she didn’t. She actually didn’t consider that you and Tamaki would even interact, him usually being too nervous to talk to new people. She had a one track mind, and her main motivation was her hope that it would rekindle your friendship.

Divider credit: @saradika-graphics

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A/n: I wrote this in mid-covid delusion so pls bare with any mistakes (moon also has covid so we both suffering 😭) . Also why is this my first fic where they actually get together

-sunny🧡🌞

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