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i-stvrlightt-i · 7 months ago

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𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙉𝙃𝘼 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠

𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦: 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘷𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘩é 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘦! 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸! 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦!

𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯<3

𝙄𝙯𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙈𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙮𝙖 This little boy had always been consumed by his desire to save others, to be a hero in every sense of the word. But love, that was something he hadn't quite prepared for. So when he found himself falling for someone, it took him by surprise. And now, facing the possibility that his feelings might not be reciprocated, it felt like a crushing blow.

Every time he stole a glance at you, he couldn't help but notice the way your eyes lit up when you spoke about your passions, the way your smile could brighten even the darkest of days. But amidst those stolen glances, he also caught the moments when your gaze drifted away, the polite smiles that never quite reached his eyes.

He tried to rationalize it, telling himself that maybe you were just busy, or perhaps you were simply shy. But deep down, he couldn't shake the feeling of doubt that gnawed at him. Was he not good enough? Was his devotion to heroism too consuming? Or maybe, you just didn't feel the same way about him.

As he grappled with these thoughts, Izuku found himself withdrawing, retreating into the comfort of his own thoughts. He threw himself even more fervently into his hero training, hoping that the distraction would ease the ache in his heart. But no matter how hard he tried to bury his feelings, they lingered, a constant reminder of what could have been.

Yet amidst the pain and uncertainty, there was a flicker of hope. Maybe, just maybe, he could find the courage to confess his feelings, to lay bare his heart and see where it led. After all, heroes were supposed to be brave, weren't they. And let me tell you, when you looked at him in confusion and told him that in reality the same feelings he felt were felt by you, that little angel reached seventh heaven.

𝘽𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙜𝙤 𝙆𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞

Bakugo Katsuki was someone who rarely allowed himself to entertain thoughts of romance, too focused on honing his skills to become the greatest hero. But despite his intense dedication to his goals, there was someone who managed to capture his attention in a way he couldn't ignore.

Your presence brought a strange sense of calm amidst the chaos of his daily life, yout laughter like music to his ears. He found himself drawn to your strength, your unwavering determination, traits that mirrored his own in many ways.

Yet, for all his bravado, Bakugo couldn't shake the doubt that gnawed at him. Did youtruly see him for who he was, or were you merely tolerating his presence out of politeness? He observed your interactions closely, searching for any indication that his feelings might be reciprocated.

But as days turned into weeks, Bakugo couldn't shake the sinking feeling that maybe he had misread the signs. Your smiles seemed forced, your gaze never lingering on him for too long. It was as if he was invisible to you, a mere afterthought in your busy life.

Disheartened, Bakugo began to withdraw, burying himself even deeper in his training to distract himself from the ache in his heart. He tried to convince himself that it didn't matter, that he didn't need anyone else to achieve his goals. But deep down, he couldn't shake the feeling of loneliness that gnawed at him.

Just when he had resigned himself to the idea that his feelings would remain unrequited, fate intervened in the most unexpected way. One day, as he was lost in thought, you approached him with a nervous smile, our cheeks tinged with a faint blush.

With a trembling voice, you confessed that you had been too shy to admit your own feelings, fearing rejection just as much as he did. In that moment, his heart felt much lighter, a soft "You idiot.." uttered from his lips, before confessing that he feared the same.

𝙆𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙀𝙞𝙟𝙞𝙧𝙤

Kirishima, despite his outward confidence, has always had a bit of insecurity when it comes to matters of the heart. So when he starts to believe that his crush doesn't feel the same way about him, it hits him harder than he'd like to admit.

At first, he tries to brush off the feeling, convincing himself that he's just overthinking things. But as time goes on and he sees no clear signs of you returning his feelings, his doubts start to creep in. (Poor baby, he doesn't understand that we're just shy around him)

Kirishima becomes quieter and more introspective, his usual boisterous personality subdued by his internal turmoil. He starts to second-guess every interaction he's had with you, dissecting your words and actions for any hint of disinterest. (This sweetie will replay in his mind every facial expression you've made since you two met)

Despite bakusquad's attempts to reassure him, Kirishima can't shake the feeling of inadequacy that torment him. He starts to withdraw, keeping his distance from you and avoiding any situations that might make his feelings more apparent.

It's only when you finally confront him, confessing your feelings in a moment of vulnerability, that Kirishima's world is turned upside down. Shocked and overwhelmed with emotion, he realizes that he's been so focused on his own insecurities that he failed to see the truth right in front of him.

With tears in his eyes, Kirishima would embrace you tightly, feeling a flood of relief and joy wash over him. In that moment, he vows to never doubt himself again and to cherish the love that he's been given.

𝙏𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙞 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤

Todoroki, with his stoic demeanor and tendency to internalize his emotions, would likely react to the belief that his crush doesn't reciprocate his feelings by retreating further into his own thoughts. He wouldn't share his concerns with his friends, because he is not yet used to having someone who really listens to him, he'd prefer to deal with them on his own.

Instead of showing outward signs of distress, Todoroki would continue to interact with you in his usual composed manner, hiding any traces of disappointment or insecurity. However, deep down, he'd be struggling with feelings of inadequacy and self-doubt.

Despite your attempts to show affection and care, Todoroki would find it difficult to accept your gestures at face value. He'd question whether you were genuine or simply out of pity, unable to believe that someone as wonderful as you could truly be interested in him.

As time goes on and Todoroki's doubts persist, he might unintentionally distance himself from you, this pretty boy is afraid of getting hurt if his feelings aren't returned. He'd convince himself that it's better to keep his emotions guarded than to risk exposing himself to rejection.

It's only when you take the initiative to confront him, expressing your feelings for him, that Todoroki's facade begins to crack. Surprised and deeply moved by your confession, he's at a loss for words, unable to comprehend why someone as wonderful as them would choose him. This baby has never been loved properly

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hanako-0kun · 8 months ago

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE MAN EVER♡

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Katsuki Bakugo is a man of great things. And one of them is being your boyfriend. So you decided to take matters into your own hands and surprise him with a gift you actually have been saving up until today. It was a one of a kind All Might figurine that you saw him staring at in a mall once. Of course he didn't say anything, which he didn't need too, but you already knew you had to get that for him.

You knew he wasn't a big fan of parties or too many people but you decided to decorate the place just a bit. You already had the cake in the oven so now you just had to see up the banner and balloons before he came home. You took a step down from the ladder you were standing on and inspected your work. You nodded in approval as your head snapped towards the front door. You panicked before diving down behind one of the kitchen counters. You heard him stomping into the kitchen, so that's when you made your move.

You then jumped up with your arms in the air as confetti was thrown from your hands.

"Happy birthday, Kats'!" Katsuki looked bewildered before smiling softly. He walked over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"Thanks baby." You giggled and pushed away from his embrace and ran towards a nearby closet. When you returned you had a box wrapped up in golden wrapping paper. "What's this?" He asked as he took the box from you and inspected it.

"It's a present, obviously! Now open it!" You squirmed in your place as Katsuki started to open the present with a puzzled look on his face. He torn off the wrapping paper in quick speed and finally realized what was inside. He opened the box itself and pulled out the figurine.

"Is this...?" You nodded excitedly.

"Yes it is!" Katsuki furrowed his brows slightly and turned his head to look at you.

"[Y/N]..." A frown formed on your face as your arms dropped to your sides.

"You don't like it?" He shook his head and turned his head back to the box in his hands.

"It's not that. I just thought you shouldn't have spent this much money on my birthday." It was now your turn to furrow your brows. You then walked over to gently smack his shoulder. "Hey! What was that for?!"

"You should know damn well that I would've spent my money on you!" Katsuki stared at you with widened eye for a moment before relaxing and sighing.

"I know. Thanks, baby. I love it. I'm sorry for sayin' stuff like that." You smiled brightly and hugged him tight around the waist.

"You're welcome"! He smiled softly and started to sniff his nose around.

"Did you put somethin' in the oven?" You gasp at his question and ran over to the oven to pull out what remained of his birthday cake. You frowned at the cake and placed your face in your hands in shame. Katsuki walked by your side and placed a kiss on your temple. "It's alright, [Y/N]." You felt your bottom lip tremble at his words.

"It's not though. Your birthday cake is ruined and it's all my fault..." He hummed and stared at the cake.

"To be honest I can't give two shits about the cake." Your heart sank at his words and can almost feel tears about to spill out of your eyes. "What I actually care about is the effort and spendin' time with you." You lifted up your head up from your hands and was met with Katsuki's crimson orbs.

"Really...?"

"I wouldn't say somethin' if I didn't mean it. You know that." You wiped the water from your eyes and wrapped one of your arms around his waist. "Plus, I rather have this cake." He then quickly slithered his hand down to your ass and gave it a quick squeeze. You yelped in surprise and smacked his shoulder as he laughed at your reaction. Once you both calmed down, you embraced each other and just stood there in the kitchen for a moment. After a while, you lifted your head up and gave a big smile to Katsuki. He returned and small smirk before placing a small peck on your lips.

"Happy Birthday, my love."

"Happy fuckin' birthday to me."

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angelus-scripturae · 2 years ago

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Hold still || Dabi x reader

Hey y’all. So i’m not dead lmfao. just stressed a bit atm rough time y’know. Here’s something i thought of in the shower at 2 am :).

Summary: You replace Dabis staples.

Warnings: Nothing really. Swearing and slightly suggestive, a bit of blood detail, implied established relationship, inaccurate depiction of medical practice (you use pliers to remove and replace staples).

Implied female reader

You had been a part of the league for as long as it was a thing. You hated how the idea of a “Hero” was corrupted and warped over time so you decided to help end that. Which lead you to meeting Dabi.

The man caught your eye the second he walked in the room. The deep purple scars present on his body was the main factor drawing you to him. He was mysterious, secluded, closed off. That just intrigued you more. You’d spend hours sitting by his side rambling without him saying a word. You did that for months until one time you simply shut up in the middle of your sentence because he wasn’t even looking at you.

He was staring at the blurry, soundless TV in front of the couch, a cigarette hanging out his mouth and the faint wisps of smoke escaped from his mouth when he breathed. You sat back into the tattered sofa and laid your head on your fist.

“Why’d you shut up?”

His words caught you by surprise. They were some of the first words he had spoken to you. The only other time he had spoken was when you asked what drink he wanted when you went out “shopping”.

“Why’d you stop?” He repeated.

You pondered on what to say for a moment. You decided to just continue your rambling right where you left off.

Dabi and you got closer in the months that followed. Spending almost every moment together. I mean there’s nothing else to do other than wait around for Shigaraki’s orders nowadays. You even opted to share a room with each other when you inevitably had to move to a smaller, more isolated area.

Thus lead you to today.

“Can you change my staples?”

“What?” You replied thinking you had heard wrong.

“My staples. Can you change ‘em?” he repeated, louder this time as if you were going deaf.

It was roughly two in the morning. Toga and Twice were up on the roof looking out for hero’s and Shigaraki was somewhere with the doctor looking over Nomu designs. You were going to be alone for a while.

“Why?” You said after a few seconds.

“Cuz, they need changin’.” He said stating the obvious for you.

“Why me though. Can’t you do it?” You wondered aloud, “I mean haven’t you been doing it your whole life?”

“Well, yeah.” He sat up in the bed and faced you, “but I never quite get it right and it’s fuckin’ difficult cuz i can never see what I’m doin’.”

“I mean sure, but I doubt I’d get it right.”

“Thanks princess.”

Dabi then got up from the bed and headed towards the practically decaying chest of drawers. He rustled around in a drawer for a few minutes before turning to you with a box of basic stationary staples in his hand. He threw them to you and you caught them before examining the box.

“Are these supposed to go in your body?” you asked with concern.

“Probably not.” he walked towards you with a smirk picking at the staples beneath his eyes, “but it’s the best we got right now ain’t it?”

“I guess.” You chuckled as he sat down beside you. “We really need to get some hospital staples.”

You stood up and stood between his legs as he tilted his head up to look at you.

“So how do I do this?” You asked as he handed you some pliers in a silent answer, “You want me to use these to get staples out of your face?”

“You scared you’ll hurt me?”

“Well yes.” You stated looking straight into his azure eyes, “These are pliers and stationary staples. Both should never be used to do this.”

“Awe.” He pouted with a half-smirk, “Don’t worry sugar, I can take it.”

You placed the box gently on the bed before holding the pliers properly in your hands. You hooked the end of the pliers under the staple before gently easing it out of his skin. Small drops of blood dripped down his chin which you quickly wiped with your sleeve. You then placed the staple on a tissue and took a new staple out of the box before easing that back into the holes and wiping away the blood that surfaced.

“Did that hurt?” You asked holding brushing the staple with your finger. His hands came up to rest on your waist, the cold metal of his rings sending goosebumps up your sides as his thumbs made small circles on the skin.

“You see me cryin’?” He answered and you shook your head, “Just continue.”

So you did. You repeated the tedious action of removing and replacing the staples and laying them onto the tissue on the nightstand.

He kept moving around to get comfortable this almost making you fuck up multiple times.

“Hold still.” You warned and he just rolled his eyes.

One sudden movement made you take a staple out much more aggressively than planned.

“Ah fuck!”

“I told you to hold stil! That is not my fault. Maybe if you didn’t move so much this wouldn’t happen.” You scolded as you placed your hand under his chin to keep his face still and wiped away the blood dripping from his chin.

You continued again without an issue until you got to the last few on his neck.

Your hand on his chin tilting his head up and away from you, his hands still on your waist caressing the soft skin showing. You began to pull on the staple to remove it when his movements ceased. His hands tightened and he sucked in a sharp breath.

“Did I hurt you?”

“Nah you’re alright darlin’. Just be a bit careful with that one.”

You nodded and continued. Taking extra care with the last few staples as to avoid hurting him any more. Once you finished, His hands dropped from your waist as you went into the kitchen to despose of the used tissues and wash your hands and the pliers the best you could.

You were washing a bit of dried blood off your hand when a pair of arms snaked their way around your waist and a chin rested in the crook of your neck. You leaned your head onto Dabi’s as you felt his long exhale on your coller bone.

“I feel a lot better doll.” He spun you around after you had finished washing your hands and pressed you against the counter. Your hands found their way up to the back of his neck and into his hair. “You did so good.”

“I should do it for you all the time then?” You smiled as his lips ghosted over yours and the soft smell of tobacco and toothpaste lingered in your nose.

“Fuck yeah. You look fuckin hot while doin’ it too.” He whispered before pressing a soft, passionate kiss to your lips.

Hi! Hope you enjoyed this very much self-indulgent fic! Just thought i’d give y’all something before i went back to writers block lmao.

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eatingstringcheese · 2 years ago

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first day - aizawa family

in which it's y/n's first day UA, and they forget their lunch

warnings: none except i wrote this when i was 13 and i think it's gross but my friend wanted me to reupload it

"Dad!" Y/n called through the house. "Come on Dad we're gonna be late!"

A tired Shouta Aizawa shuffled through the door of the house. "Y/n, it is six in the morning, you don't need to yell."

"But Dad!" Y/n spoke with a childlike whine. "It's my first day at UA. I can't be late!"

Aizawa groaned at his only child. "I'm teaching your class, you won't be late."

Y/n stood in front of their father, hands on hips. "Come on! You're extra grouchy this morning."

Aizawa rolled his eyes and began walking down the sidewalk with Y/n, following the path he'd memorized in his years of UA teaching.

The pair had arrived at the school entrance, Y/n in awe despite seeing the building numerous times beforehand. This would be the first time they'd walk in to learn on the Hero course instead of delivering lunch to their forgetful father.

"I thought you didn't want to be late."

"Sorry!" Y/n ran after their father, almost running into a green-headed boy. They turned around and waved at him in apology. "Sorry about that!" They gave the green boy a smile and went back to chasing down their father.

"Y/n, you can't be in the teacher's lounge anymore, you're a student now."

Y/n puckered their bottom lip and pouted. "I just wanted to say hi to some of the teachers!"

"And you can do that when they teach your class. Now run along."

Y/n sighed, slinging their backpack over their shoulder when a booming voice came from high above their head.

"Aizawa!" All Might grinned at his colleague. He turned to Y/n, who was standing next to Aizawa. "Who's this?" He gestured to Y/n, clad in the standard green bottoms, wite polo, gray blazer, and red tie.

"This is my kid, Y/n Aizawa." Aizawa grumbled out, sipping his fourth cup of coffee.

Y/n looked at the tall blond in awe. "You're All Might!"

"I am! And you're Y/n Aizawa."

Y/n nodded with fervor. "Are you teaching at UA?"

All Might grinned and placed his hands on his hips. "I am here!" He paused for a glory moment after his catch phrase. "To teach the young minds that will shape our society!"

Y/n nodded. "That's super cool!"

Aizawa looked at the clock. "Y/n, go on to your classroom, the bell will ring soon."

Y/n nodded, bouncing over to their father to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Love ya Dad!" They waved goodbye and left the teachers lounge.

Y/n entered the 1-A classroom, the sound of crosstalk filled their ears. A boy with glasses was waving at an ash-blond who had his feet on the desk.

The red-eyed boy scoffed. "Did your old school put a stick up your ass or were you born with it?" He said with a chuckle.

On the other side of the room was a small group. A bubblegum pink girl was the first to notice the newest arrival. She bounded over to Y/n with a smile.

"I'm Mina Ashido! What's your name?" Ashido grinned, sticking out her hand.

Y/n shook Ashido's hand with a smile. "Y/n Aizawa."

"Y/n sit in your seat."

Y/n nodded at the voice behind them. "Yes dad."

Y/n had chosen a seat in the back row, close enough to hear who ever was teaching but far enough to goof off with their new friends.

A laugh came from Denki Kaminari, pointing at Y/n. "Your mom's gay."

Ashido, Kirishima, Sero, and Y/n burst into laughter, stopping when a knock came from the door. Everyone's attention turned to the new arrival.

A tall blond entered the room with a smile. "Y/n, Shouta." The tall man set a pair of bento boxes on Aizawa's desk. "You forgot your lunches." He smiled, kissing his husband on the cheek and waving to Y/n before exiting the room.

"Actually, both of my dads are gay." Y/n grinned at Kaminari.

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milkmademozzarella · 2 years ago

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Meant to be Yours

Pairing: Yandere!Tamaki Amajiki x Reader WC: 3166 CW: she/her pronouns, broken bones (not towards darling), death (not towards darling), violence (not towards darling), stockholm syndrome, will add more if more pop up.

A/N: Hellooooo! Back with another fic! This was fun to write, took a little while, but was super fun. I had some help from my big sis @craftycheetah and I really like the results! This does get dark folks so please head the CW!

“B-Butterfly?”

You brought your head from between your knees, your eyes as wide as saucers as you stared at the man before you.

“Tamaki?”

He had a slight grin on his face, just a small upward tilt of his lips. You’d normally be happy to see your friend, your best friend, ever since you met at the cat cafe around the corner from the school he used to go to, but not today. There was blood on the side of his face, matching the bloodshot look in his eyes. The same crimson red also stained his hero uniform, soaking into the no longer snow-colored cloak.

“B-Butterfly, we need to leave! Now!” A sense of urgency overtook his voice.

He stepped forward into the closet you were hiding in, the light shining behind him, making him look like an angel. But you knew that was far from the truth. The reality of the situation finally hit you like a truck.

“No!” You screamed. “Stay away from me! You monster!”

“That-that’s not very nice of you, Butterfly,” Tears welled in his eyes as he continued to approach you.

You backed up as far as you could into the closet until you eventually hit a wall. Tamaki continued to stalk towards you, eventually reaching where you were and crouching down. He was close. Too close, your noses were almost touching as he placed the hand without blood on it to hold your cheek. Tears started freely streaming down your face.

“Ple-please don’t hurt me,” You begged.

There was hurt in his eyes and disgust. “Why would I ever hurt you? I want to take you to our home, that’s it. Wou-Would you come with me?”

The scent of copper hit your nose, invading your nostrils and causing your eyes to water even more. It smelled disgusting, looked disgusting, and all of the blood on Tamaki made him look like a butcher.

“No! Tamaki! Leave!”

Dark shadows overtook his face. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking about as he stroked your cheek with his thumb.

“Okay, you’re right,” He sighed. “We can leave.”

You launched your foot before he could move, kicking him straight in the stomach. All the air in his lungs left him, his lips parting as he exhaled, his hands immediately holding onto his gut as he fell over with the gentle noise of a whimper.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

You stood up and kicked him again, whether out of pettiness or for good measure, you didn’t know, but this time with the force of your foot, he rolled into a wall. He hit the wall with a loud thump! His face towards the wall as he lay in a defeated heap on the floor.

“Babe!” You shrieked as you ran out of the closet, slamming the door behind you.

You had to find him. He was the only one who could stop Tamaki at this point. Your thoughts came to a sharp halt as you heard quiet moans go through one ear and out the other. Without hesitation, your legs stopped running for the front door and began to head towards the living room where the sounds were coming from. You skidded to a stop as soon as you reached the doorway. Your eyes felt wet again as you began to cry for the third time that day.

“Mirio!” You dropped to the floor and crawled over to him.

Now you know who’s blood Tamaki was covered in. Your eyes scanned his condition; his baby blue shirt was dyed crimson. Suction cup marks wrapped around his neck like a necklace. His right leg was twisted in a position it should not be in, same as his left arm, except it was bent in several positions, bone poking through the skin. Gashes littered his body, the most noticeable one being on his face; the rest varied from his arms to his legs. You were on the verge of vomiting. You would’ve thought he was dead if it wasn’t for his chest's gentle rise and fall.

Upon hearing your voice, he opened his eyes.

“Oh… hey Sunshine,” He let out gentle laughter to the best of his ability.

“Mirio! Oh my god! We need to get you to a hospital!”

“Hm? Oh… yeah, yeah,” He nodded.

He was out of it. Must be all of the adrenaline rushing through his body to ease the pain.

“I’ll go get help, okay?” You bring his hand to your lips, pecking the flesh before placing his hand back on the floor. He let out a groan of pain. “Stay here and play dead for a bit,”

Mirio nodded wordlessly, a layer of glaze in his eyes as he stared at you.

“I love you so much, (Y/N),”

He smiled at you, blood running out of his mouth as you stared at the smile that caught your attention when you saw him with Tamaki for the first time. The smile that you’ve been attached to for the past three years.

It shook you to your core that this might be the last time you’ll ever see it.

You took a deep breath, a bad idea because the air was tainted with blood, and stood up.

A scream tore through your throat as you were pinned against the wall. Your head slammed into the drywall as black spots danced in your vision. You felt suction cups on your skin as tentacles constricted you like a snake, wrapping around your body and pinning you in place. Panic filled your form as you knew there was only one person within the vicinity who could summon tentacles. Emerging from the shadows was a bloodied Tamaki.

“Butterfly?” Hurt was visible in his voice. “Why would you try and hurt me?”

You stayed silent, not knowing what to say and terrified of his response.

“It-It’s okay, you were just scared!” He rationalized. “You just didn’t know what was happening, it’s okay! I forgive you!”

You finally found your voice. “Tamaki! Let me go! Please!”

“N-No can do, you’re mine, you’ve been mine since the beginning!”

Horror overtook your form as you saw him glaring at Mirio on the floor. Mirio returned the glare, except his was one filled with sadness and despair.

“Tama…” Mirio huffed.

“You’re lucky to be alive,” Tamaki’s darkened eyes burned holes through Mirio. “Let’s go. Butterfly, we’re leaving.”

“No! No! No!” You kicked and screamed as he began to carry you to the door. “Tamaki! You can’t leave him here like this. That’d be cruel! He needs a hospital!”

“Y-you’re right, Butterfly….” He looked longingly at Mirio. “That would be cruel.”

It all happened so fast. You felt time slow down as you watched helplessly as a tentacle wrapped around Mirio’s neck. Tears spilled from your eyes as you heard a loud snap! Your hope was torn into pieces as Mirio’s body fell limp. A final tear traveled down his face as your thrashing in Tamaki’s arms worsened.

“Butterfly! Please calm down! He was trying to tear us apart!” Tamaki’s voice went soft as if he didn’t just kill his best friend and your boyfriend in front of you. “You’re going to hurt yourself!”

“No! Get away from me! Put me down! Now!” You screamed as he walked towards the door, away from Mirio’s body. “Mirio! Please! Wake up!”

No response. Not even the gentle, calm breathing you’ve come to know. Mirio wasn’t even knocked out. He was gone. You felt bile rise in your throat, threatening to spill over your tongue as the hot liquid traveled up your esophagus. Mirio was dead, your final hope was defeated—no, not defeated, murdered. Your final hope was murdered as you stood helplessly on the sidelines. You were quirkless. It had been your curse since you were born. There was no way you could take on Tamaki alone. Of course, you knew basic defense, but how helpful was that going to be in the face of Tamaki?

“Why are you doing this?” You mumble, defeat clouding your voice. Your struggling ceased as you laid limp in his arms, all the fight gone.

“Because I love you! And I deserve you! I tried for years to get you to notice me, and all you cared about was Mirio this! Mirio that! What about me, Butterfly?! I’ve loved you since the day we met.”

One week ago…

Static filled Tamaki’s ears. He couldn’t believe what just went through his left ear and out of his right.

“Tama?” Mirio popped in front of his face. “Did you hear what I said?”

“Oh, sorry… no, not really,” Tamaki mumbled. “Could you repeat it again?”

“I said,” Mirio smiled, blue eyes shining like diamonds. “Would you help me pick out a ring for (Y/N)?”

“Y-Yes! It would be my honor!” Tamaki gave a smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes as he pulled Mirio in for a hug.

“S-So you’re going to propose to her?”

“Mhm!” The grip on Tamaki tightened, excitement clear in Mirio’s hug. “We’ve been together for so long now! And if she says yes… can you be the best man?”

Tamaki felt tears well in his eyes. Thankfully Mirio wouldn’t be able to tell due to the hug. He didn’t know why he was crying. Was it over losing the love of his life or the fact that his best friend wanted him, of all people, to be his best man?

“Ofcourse, I’d love to.” Tamaki lied.

The two pulled away from each other, Tamaki blinking away the tears before Mirio noticed.

“C’mon, buddy… let’s go find a ring for her….” Tamaki encouraged.

Mirio drove the two downtown to the nicest jewelry store in the city. Once they walked in and went to the back, they were greeted with several different types of rings. All different colors, different gems, different levels of shininess, there were so many to choose from as well.

“Tama! What do you think of this one?” Mirio pointed at the case, his finger landing above a ring, one with an emerald at the center as it was outlined by diamonds and more emeralds. It was absolutely stunning. You’d love it.

“Excuse me, sir!” Mirio called the man behind the counter over. “We’d like this one please!”

“M-Mirio?” Tamaki looked down at the floor, playing with his fingers.

“Hm?”

“What if I had a crush on a girl… but the girl was kinda…occupied with others?”

Mirio let out a hearty laugh, followed by a few slaps on the back. Tamaki blushed, his face turning a bright red as the confession slipped past his lips.

“You should go for it man!” Mirio encouraged him. “You deserve to be happy! You deserve whatever girl you want and I hope they can make you the happiest man on the planet!”

“Thanks, Mirio…”

Your harsh words snapped Tamaki back to reality. “Are you insane?! Deserve me?! I’m not some fucking prize to be won! I’m a human being with thoughts and feelings! You should’ve said something to me! This…this is too far, Tamaki!”

“Ofcourse, Butterfly, we can discuss this when we get home,” he coos, cupping your face.

Jerking your face away from his touch, you stare at him with tears and fear-filled eyes. “Home?! You took away the only home I had! I don’t want to go anywhere with you!”

“You’re making me feel bad, Butterfly. Please, lets just talk about this.”

“No!”

Taking a rag out of his pocket, he sighed and lifted it to your face, smiling softly as the fight left your eyes as they drooped.

“That’s a good girl. Don’t worry butterfly, you’ll be home soon.”

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One Month Later

It’s been weeks since Tamaki locked you into this room. You could only tell night from day whenever the automatic lamp turned on. You had to admit, the room was nice, but being in here drove you absolutely up the wall. There was a bathroom attached to the room. The bed was comfortable and large, decorated in cotton-candy-colored silk sheets with the best pillows made with the softest stuffing. The problem with the room was that there were no windows. No way for someone to know you were here unless they physically walked in the house and went all the way to the back. You hated it. You wanted to go back to Mirio, but you couldn’t. Any hope you had was taken when you saw the love of your life’s eyes drain right in front of you.

“Are you ready to cooperate now?” Tamaki asks, walking into the room, staring at you as you lay on the bed, facing away from the door.

“No! I hate you! You’re a murderer and a fucking psychopath! Get out!!” You screamed and threw a pillow at him, all of your anger flaring up upon hearing your kidnapper's voice.

“F-fine, no dinner I suppose…” he mumbles.

The door closed with a quiet click as you were left to scream until your throat was raw.

The endless cycle of him coming into your room, giving you water and the occasional food tray whenever you didn’t use your energy to fight, kick, scream and spew words filled with toxicity. Within two months, you were a shell of your former self. Your eyes had lost their shine, only leaving voids of emptiness behind. You flinched as you heard the door open, hearing muffled footsteps before feeling arms wrap around your torso and a muscled chest warm your back.

“Ready to listen to me now?”

“You…you won’t hurt me right?”

“Never, Butterfly, I love you. I would never hurt you. I promise I’ll keep you safe and happy as long as I live.”

“Where do we start?”

“How about… we start with watching your favorite show on the couch?”

You nodded as he led you out of the room and through the halls, your hands intertwined as a soft smile formed on his face.

You couldn’t help but look around the living room, noticing all the knickknacks and how the decor complimented his quiet lifestyle. There were numerous books, most of them you noticed had hearts on them. You looked over at the sofa. Tamaki had already taken his seat as he patted the cushion closest to him. You sighed as you took a seat, the energy off of Tamaki practically radiating.

After weeks of hating him, you finally attempted to be close with him. The usually anxious and shy man had never felt so happy before.

He couldn’t believe it! You were willingly sitting with him and watching tv with him! You two were finally making some progress!

You eventually fell asleep after a few episodes, your head landing on Tamaki’s shoulder.

You were perfect to him.

——-three months later——-

“H-Hey Mirio…” Tamaki waved.

Silence filled his ears. He stared at what was in front of him, his facial features going slack while he stared at his best friend’s grave. Many different types of flowers surrounded the headstone, multiple colors clashing together to create an almost rainbow color.

“I just wanted to let you know that… today is the big day!” He tried to sound cheerful. “I’m gonna do it!”

There was no response. Just the noise of the wind whipping the trees and bushes.

“I also wanted to let you know that (Y/N) is doing okay,” A maniacal laugh slipped out of him. “She’s finally adjusted to our…situation. She’s so happy now!”

He tapped his foot impatiently, fixing the tie to his suit and checking his phone for the time as he wanted to be back at home at a specific time.

“I’m sorry about the way things ended between us… but you just—you got in the way! None of this would’ve happened if you had just left me and (Y/N) alone!” He rationalized out loud. “You stole her from me! So I had to take her back!”

The one-sided conversation lasted for about 30 minutes before Tamaki let out a loud defeated sigh.

“I have to go,” He checked his phone once again. “Bye Mirio, wish me luck!”

He walked out of the cemetery, shoulders slumped with an upset look on his face in case the press was around. Once he reached his car, he drove quickly, nearly speeding until he was back home. Even though you two had worked out the kinks in your “relationship,” there was still an overwhelming sense of anxiety when he left you alone. What if you escaped? What if you hurt yourself, and he wasn’t there to protect you? He’d never forgive himself if anything terrible happened to you while he was gone.

“(Y/N)?” Tamaki called for you as he entered the house, brushing himself off.

He walked down the halls, heading towards the kitchen where he saw you humming lightly to yourself and sprinkling seasoning into a pot that sat on the stove, warm steam rising out of it.

“Tamaki!” You turned around and smiled. “Dinner is almost ready!”

He returned your smile with kind eyes and came up from behind you, kissing your forehead before taking his seat at the dining room table.

“Take your time, Butterfly,”

You nodded and returned to stirring the pot, the spaghetti sauce bubbling. You mixed the noodles, smiling as you coated them in the sauce, and the food was finished within minutes. At the table, you and Tamaki ate while making small talk about how both of your days went and what plans you had for the next.

“Um, (Y/N)?” Tamaki practically mumbled.

“Hm?” Your head popped up, your attention now away from your plate.

“Can we talk about something?” He fiddled with his tie.

“Sure, what’s up?” You asked.

“(Y/N) (L/N),” Tamaki rose from his chair and got down on one knee.

“Oh my God…” You breathed.

“These have been the best months of my life. I love every single thing about you. How you always yell at the TV during our show and how caring you are towards me, our friends and the cats that wander sporadically in the backyard. What I’m trying to say is, will you, (Y/N) (L/N), the most beautiful woman in my life, give me the honor of calling you, my wife?”

He dug in his pocket before pulling out a small black velvet box that held a beautiful emerald ring. This golden ring had a large pear-shaped emerald in its center. Surrounding it were smaller diamonds along the sides of the emerald. It sparkled in the light, utterly enchanting you.

You stared at him, stunned. You couldn’t believe your eyes. Tamaki Amajiki, the love of your life, wanted you to be his wife. There was no other answer you could give him. “Yes! I…I will marry you!” Tears welled in your eyes, nodding.

He let out a laugh as he picked you up and spun you around, kissing your nose as he placed you back in your seat.

You were officially his.

And he was officially yours.

Forever.

#yandere #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere my hero academia #tamaki x reader #Tamaki Amajiki #amajiki tamaki imagine #tamaki x you #tamaki fluff #tamaki headcanons #bnha amajiki #amajiki x reader #amajiki headcanons #my hero academia #bokunoheroacademia #boku no hero au #horror

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kailatteart · 2 years ago

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#dabi #dabi x y/n #dabi fanart #mha fanart #mha #myheroacademia #bokunoheroacademia #dabi fluff #dabi imagine #my art

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yarozu · 3 years ago

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Here's part 15 of the characters with their s/o series.

Anyways, Enjoy~

Masterlist here

Warnings: -none. Just fluff

- Mirio Togata

• This dude is so playful. He loves googing around with you. He loves seeing you giggle and laugh whenever he does something stupid. That also includes all the times he accidentally hit his head because he decided it was a good idea to randomly pop into your room.

• Mirio takes you out a lot. As in, almost every day if you'd allow it. He doesn't even care where you two would go. He just enjoys spending his time out with you. And listen, he doesn't dislike staying inside with you, there's just something about how the natural light shines so perfectly on your pretty face. How could he not want to see it every day?

• There is so much skinship in your relationship. He is always hanging is shoulder around your neck when sitting, holding you close to him by your waist when you two are standing, hugging you whenever he gets the chance, he loves kissing you. Not even making out, he likes that too, but he enjoys those slow, soft, long, passionate kisses. Makes him feel all warm and fuzzy.

• Mirio /loves/ taking you on surprise adventures. Like all the time.

He randomly texts you one night "BABY. I'LL BE AT YOURS IN 15. GET READY."

You were kinda confused but did as he said nonetheless. And just as he said 15 minutes later he showed up at your doorstep.

He immediately takes your hand when you opened the door. "Let's go!" He says not even giving you a chance say hi. The next thing you know, you're in his car and you two are driving off somewhere.

"Well hello to you too I guess" you say playfully. "Heh, Hi sunshine." He says bashful as he lays a small kiss on your cheek.

"So... Are you gonna tell me where we are going or do I have to guess?" You tease playfully. "Now that. Is a surprise" you can hear the excitement in his tone.

A while into the drive he stops at a small but cute looking restaurant. "I found this place last week while I was out with fatgum and Kiri. It has your favourite so I wanted to bring you here." You can barely contain your smile as he drags you in.

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Feel free to leave some criticism where you feel needed.

Reblogs and comments really appreciated <3

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craftycheetah · 3 years ago

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Snacks & Stacks Masterlist

Random updates for now

Introduction

Chapter 1a - The Impossible Dream

Chapter 1b - Sweets and Secret Admirers

Chapter 2 - Sour Taste Turned Sweet

Chapter 3 - Meme and Greet

Chapter 4 - Meme and Greet 2.0

Chapter 5 - Sweet Reunion

Chapter 6 - Spoonful of Sugar 100 FOLLOWER SPECIAL

Chapter 7 - Bitter Reminder

Chapter 8 - How Long Before We Reach The Center?

Chapter 9 - Revenge is Best Served Cold

Chapter 10 - All the Proofing You Knead

Chapter 11 - Don't Get Mad, Get Oven

Chapter 12 - Not All Heroes Wears Crepes

Chapter 13 - Filling Pretty Crumby

Chapter 14 - Don't Fold a Grudge

Chapter 15 - Shaking Like A Loaf

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ariisheresstuff · 2 years ago

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More Dad!Bakugou bcs it’s what I need

Your daughter is such a daddy’s girl, her and Katsuki were like two peas in a pod. Every day when he comes home from work she’s always waiting by the door. “Dadda coming?” You giggling “Yes baby, he should be here soon.” As soon as the door opens she’s immediately running to him squealing “Dadda!!!” Katsuki smiles as he squats to her level as she runs to him, he picks her up and kisses her cheek multiple times. “Hi my princess.” “Dadda home!” She squeals again as he wraps her tiny arms around his neck happy her father is home. Even if it’s just him doing something outside she still waits by the door, “Dadda?” “He’s outside bubs.” “Want Dadda.” She says sadly only for her mood to change when she sees her dad walking to the door, she claps her hands and squeals “Dadda!” Katsuki walks inside and swings her around in his arms, “My baby missed me, hm?” “My Dadda.” You smile at their interaction, “I swear she’s like glued to you.” You joke around as Katsuki pulls you into a kiss, “Kiss!” You daughter interrupting you two making you two laugh, “What? You want kisses too princess?” Her toothy smile answering her dads question as he attacks her small face with kisses.

MasterList

Tag-List: @ebiharachan @otomefan @amis-love-bugs @slasherstories123

#mha #bnha #myheroacademia #bokunoheroacademia #katsuki Bakugou #Bakugou katsuki #Bakugou #Kacchan #Mha x reader #mha drabbles #bakugou drabbles #Bakugou fluff #domestic Bakugou #dad!bakugou #Bakugou x reader #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x female reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #katsuki Bakugou Drabbles

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getoumybeloved · 2 years ago

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My Works:

The Spinel and The Sedum (Dabi x Fem!Reader,Modern au)

To be Yours (Gojo x Fem! Reader,Geto x Fem! Reader,Modern au)

Castles and Crowns (Sakusa Kiyoomi x Fem! Reader, Royal au)

#anime x reader #anime #dabi x reader #my hero academia fanfic #dabi angst #dabi fluff #geto suguru #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #geto x reader #gojo angst #geto angst #haikyuu!!#haikyu x reader #sakusa kyoomi x reader #sakusa fluff #sakusa comfort #dabi fic #bokunoheroacademia

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gl0omytai · 2 years ago

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SeroRoki || Christmas Confusion

Characters: Shoto Todoroki / Hanta Sero

Genre: Fluff <3 A/N: I am open to all ships, genre's and prompts (within reason)! This does include x Reader stuff! Please be aware of those things; requests are open! I also haven't written in a while, sorry if this is bad. Ships I would do(includes x reader): ShinKami, TodoBaku, KiriBaku, SeroRoki, KiriBakuMina, DabiHawks (HotWings), EraserDust

Ships I will NOT do: BakuDeku (or anything that includes BakuDeku), AllDeku (or anything with pedophilia), anyone shipped with Mineta.

Author Pronouns: Xey/Xem or They/Them

Word Count: 1479

DO NOT REPOST. DNI IF PROBLEMATIC. BLOCK NOT REPORT.

It was a day in winter, which month? That isn’t exactly important. The only thing important to a certain student was how he felt. Which student? Shoto Todoroki.

Shoto sat on a bench slumped over and leaned on his knees with only a scarf that's giving him added warmth. He didn't need much, he had his quirk. Even though he wasn’t fond of his quirk at times, he still was blessed because it kept him warm. Not that blessed because of his depressing backstory, but you catch my drift. Todoroki continued to stare blankly at the manga that he was going to give Sero in return for the one he had borrowed. Something was off, it wasn’t the same as all the other times. Hell, the boy had even been avoiding his friend some days because of it. He would’ve asked Mina, but since she was close to Sero he was worried she’d spill and tell him everything.

So he just stuck with ranting to Midoriya. It was only fair since Midoriya tends to talk his ear off a lot. Not that it was a bad thing, he was fond of it. It helped Shoto realize some of the nerves that he had whenever he was nervous or if they were in some sort of bad situation. He sat up, continuing to look at the manga in his hands with a scowl. Was he this mad over a manga? No, he wasn’t mad at the manga. He was mad at the lack of knowing his own emotions. What was this feeling? Every time Sero was around, Shoto felt.. clingy? No, that’s not the word for it. He just felt touched, that’s all it could be. There’s no way he felt romantic attraction towards him. That would be absurd; bad for his image. That’s what he had always been told. That’s what he believed. All those years he would have to shut out certain feelings. Guess that was really making a difference now, huh?

“..roki.”

“Earth to ‘roki!”

Todoroki must’ve been so deep in thought that he hadn’t noticed Sero calling his name. He looked up, seeing the grin that he seemed to be addicted to on the tape user’s face.

“You okay? You seemed pretty deep in thought there.” Sero laughed softly, meaning no harm by his actions nor his words.

“I’m fine.” The words came out stiffer than Shoto had wanted them to. How would he recover from this one? Now it was sure that there was something wrong. How could Shoto say it? Just say what was on his mind? That would probably end in disaster. Without realizing it, Shoto’s eyebrows had furrowed, his eyes narrow as he went back into deep thought once again.

“Okay, sorry bud, but somethings definitely wrong. You wanna talk about it?” Sero asked, taking a seat next to Shoto with a slightly worried expression. The question made Shoto sit up straighter, obviously tense.

Say what’s on your mind. Nothing could go wrong with that.

Say it.

What if Shoto gets rejected? What if Sero thought he was weird? Wasn’t it wrong to love someone like him? There was so much that he didn’t seem to understand. Relationships, sexuality and social cues weren’t his best strong suit. He knew about friendship and he knew about the basics of whenever it came to simple relationship prompts. That was such as dates, marriage and eventually kids. That’s all he was ever taught.

Stupid Endeavor.

“I don’t know how I feel. I don’t understand.” Shoto said after a moment of silence. He refused to look at Sero, the sight of him would only make things worse for him to explain.

“Okay, well what are you confused abou-” “All of it. I’m confused about all of it,” he paused, motioning his hand between the two as if to make a connection somehow. “There’s a part of me that doesn’t know how to explain it. I was always taught that romantic feelings were reserved for a perfect woman; someone worthy enough to bear the ‘Todoroki’ name. I can’t help but want to do small things like… hug you. It’s random. I’m normally not a touchy person, but lately whenever we read manga together I feel the need to lean on you. I guess that’s just being comfortable, I just saw it as being romantic.” Another pause.

Sero was stunned, going to speak before being interrupted by a confused Todoroki yet again.

“I’m sorry, what I guess I’m trying to say is… I love you? Is it wrong? Is it wrong for me to feel this way? It’s fine if you reject me, I just felt the need to have to get this off of my chest. Midoriya says talking is the best way to relieve tension. I guess he’s also rubbed off on me. I’m still ranting after all.” Shoto stopped himself after that, wanting to give Sero a chance to speak.

Sero was a bit stunned. Honestly, Sero had felt some romantic feelings himself, but how could Shoto think so badly of something like that? He didn’t seem to mean any offense. Sero would just have to educate the clueless boy.

“Of course it’s not a bad thing. Love doesn’t stop directly at a guy liking a girl. You can like a guy too. It’s not just one solid thing, y’know?” Sero smiled, slowly taking Shoto’s hand. Shoto was a little surprised by the action, yet wasn’t complaining.

“Look, I’m not going to reject you. I don’t think you’re weird either. In fact, I would like to take you up on your love. If that makes any sense at all.” Sero admitted.

Of course, to Shoto that made no sense. In fact, it dug him into a deeper hole of confusion.

“Offer? What do you mean?” Shoto asked, his voice back to his normal soft tone. It was such a change in demeanor.

“I didn’t mean offer as in like you offered your love. I meant that I love you too. I was just trying to be cool, like a knight in shining armor to remedy the fact that you were so confused on this subject.” Sero was the one to be nervous now, rubbing the back of his neck softly.

Shoto felt his tension release, relieved that Sero didn’t think lowly of him. So this was okay? Shoto could love a guy? He didn’t have to be confused anymore? Scratch that last one, he still had a lot more to learn. That could be done at a later date.

“This is okay? That we both love each other?”

“Wouldn’t have it any other way, ‘Roki. C’mon, let’s go back inside. The others are probably waiting for us to help set up.” Sero said as he stood, holding a hand out to the dual quirk user. Shoto, while hesitant at first, took his hand. Sero didn’t let go, so neither did Shoto.

“Oh! By the way, here.” Sero pulled out the manga, swapping it out with the one that Shoto had. “We were so busy talking and confessing to each other that I had completely forgotten about the manga.”

“This is a new series, isn’t it?” Shoto asked, looking at the cover of the different manga.

“Yeah. It’s a love story, ironically about a clueless boy trying to figure out his own identity. I think now you can relate to him.” Sero grinned, nudging Shoto with his elbow gently.

“You think so?” Shoto asked.

“I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t.” Sero said, his other hand going inside of his pocket.

“Alright.” Shoto nodded. “What does this make us?”

“We don’t really have to label it, but if we love each other equally, we could consider ourselves dating?” Sero suggested with a more serious look in his eyes.

Taboo. That’s all Shoto could think of. This was something so taboo to him he almost wanted to search up everything about it so that way he could understand easier. Though, Sero could be there to help him with that. Sero couldn’t understand everything though. Or did he?

“I would be-.. Happy. If we did start dating.” Shoto was awkward about it which made Sero laugh at how cute he looked clueless. Who was he kidding, Shoto always looked cute. How was Sero just now figuring that out?

“Alright, then we’re officially dating. Now come on, this Christmas party isn’t going to help set up itself!” Sero said, now pulling Todoroki along with him gently.

That’s right. It’s December 24th. Christmas eve.

Guess Shoto did get what he wanted for Christmas after all. Even if it wasn’t stated directly.

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akumicchi · 3 years ago

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Ok so my friend showed me this picture and it made me think of Kirishima almost immediately. I don't know if this will count as a character analysis or just rambling thoughts but there you go!

This made me think of Eijirou so hard because that's literally what's going on with him. He was just an average boy that couldn't do much by himself and from the very start didn't even like his very own quirk. And not only cuz it wasn't flashy or useful, his self hate comes from an earlier stage.

Remember when our baby Eijirou woke up one night to go to pee and rubbed his eye? His quirk manifested for the first time and guess what? Unlike his other classmates that were so joyful about their new powers, he got hurt by it. No, he didn't run to his parents to beam at them about how his quirk had finally awoken, despite how much he wanted to do it in the past. No, little Eijirou was scared, couldn't understand what the hell was happening, he had peed himself and he was bleeding. The first impression on this new part of him that he had been longing discover was painful, and he didn't like it.

He didn't like it afterwards either. Eijirou's parents had to take him to psychologist appointments for the rest of kindergarten and the beginning of elementary school because He. Wasn't. Taking. It. It's very hard to convince a child to like something they already decided they don't like. But this is different, because he HAS to live with it, plus he's surrounded of other kids happily showing off their quirks and it just makes him feel worse! Eijirou even asked his mom to change his quirk because he didn't want it. This broke her heart cuz she would do anything to make his boy happy, but this request was impossible to fullfil. He just snapped, yelled to the top of his little lungs that he would rather be quirkless than having this horrible power.

Then he met Crimson Riot. Well, his psychologist did, not personally of course. They found an old record of the hero and since his quirk was so similar to Eijirou's they decided to use it as therapy.

Look! That man is a HERO, the best of the best! He saves people and beats villain's asses! And your quirks are so similar! If he's that cool, doesn't it mean you can be cool too?

Like all of us know, Crimson Riot became Eijirou's idol and his guideline. Gave him a reason to love himself again and the dream of becoming the manliest of all heros.

But his insecurities never faded, they just hid.

He wasn't an outstanding person, he wasn't strong or intimidating and everyone took him for granted. Even when Eijirou felt average amongst the average, just tried to leave it in the back burner cuz, "Anyone can be a hero if their spirit is manly enough!" Right?

Right?

But he not only realized he was average and insecure, but also a coward. How could he even dream about becoming a hero if he couldn't collect the courage to save the nearest people to him? Obviously he crashed.

And this is why this picture reminds me of Eijirou so much, because he wanted to change. Not only due the fact that the Kirishima Eijirou that couldn't move a muscle to assist his classmates on the street would never be able to become a hero. But also because that wasn't the kind of person the wanted to be.

And, in order to transform into your wished shape, don't you have to act like it first? Until the act turns into a habit and the habit turns into an instinct? Well that's what he decided. Eijirou is still trying, he's still insecure about himself and he wasn't always the bubbly guy we know now. He's building it, and if you look closer you'll see the flaws on his facade, but he will do anything and everything in his power so they won't be noticed.

He gets embarrassed of his younger self, and it wouldn't be extreme to say he kinda wants to kill it when his insecurities crawl up to him from time to time, and just be whoever he wants to be, feeling weightless of guilt.

I could bet my money that if Eijirou didn't make the decisions he did, he would have grown to hate himself, to become a depressed adult with thoughts filled with bitter regret.

But he managed to stand up from the dirt in time ( with the help of his hero, because it's okay to reach out for help when you can't see in the dark) and walked down the path to be happy with himself, little by little, as in every process.

And that's why I love him so much. He has low self-esteem, so what? He's pushing himself right through it. He's brave enough to face what he doesn't like about himself and has the willpower to work to change it. To me, that's one of the biggest and greatest thing a person can do for themselves. I just KNOW Eijirou will grow to be so confident that no one would even imagine any of his past struggling, Eijirou will mature and fully accept that he was just a scared kid and that was okay.

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