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dreamdepot · 11 days ago

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Running in Place (Link x Male Reader)

[One Shot] Life on a farm far from any sages, demon kings, or creepy masks is pretty peaceful, so when a new face drops by it can be quite the exciting change. But… why does he look so familiar then?

AO3 Wattpad or below!

A/N: “We’ll be taking a break from Hyrule for a while,” he said, like a liar.

I couldn’t help it. This is what happens when you watch a bunch of GDQ runs of Ocarina of Time and then Groundhog Day passes. This is a bit more experimental, but I hope you enjoy it.

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The cucco’s cry greeted you that morning, as it did every morning.

You yawned and stretched. It was the crack of dawn, the perfect time to get started on the day’s work.

Daybreak Farm was a small but respectable plot of land that you took care of all by yourself in the forested hinterlands. There were few towns out on the frontier, and you were miles away from any major cities, content to live off the land with an honest day’s work.

The day began as any other. After washing up, you tended to your horse, cow, goats, and cuccos. Together your loving livestock provided you with more than enough milk and eggs for yourself. Next, you tended to your small grove of apple trees. The crop was coming in nicely and you’d have a few baskets ready for market day tomorrow. Next, you checked on your real moneymaker, the hops, which the local town brewery paid top dollar for. Then, you checked the potatoes, knowing some of your friends nearby would happily trade some for their wheat. Finally, you tended to your own small herb and vegetable garden which you grew for a little variety and to keep you out of simple subsistence living. Usually, that would leave you complete with the day’s work by noon, with plenty of time for hunting or fishing.

As you wrapped up your chores and grabbed your fishing rod, a visitor caught you by surprise. You nearly screamed, not expecting someone to be standing so close behind you. Nearly leaning into you was a tall man with long ears wearing a… well, it was a green tunic that looked a bit out of place these days, but damn did he rock it. He looked at you with hooded eyes, a small grin, seemingly knowing a bit too much. His voice sent a shiver down your spine. “Hey.”

“H-hi!” You took a hesitant step back (despite not wanting to) and bumped against the wall.

“Aww don’t be shy, not after we had such a nice talk yesterday.”

“Yesterday?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t remember. Are you just playing hard to get?”

“I’m sorry, I don’t think we’ve met before. I tend to remember handsome strangers.”

He leaned one arm against a barrel. “Handsome huh? I bet-aaaHHH!” The barrel, empty, tipped over under his weight, sending him crashing into a pile of hay.

You held back your laugh. “Are you okay, handsome?”

The stranger snorted, flipping his hat back up out of his face. Pieces of hay stuck out of his hair, but the color was so close it almost looked like a bad hair day. “So much for my suave entrance.”

You leaned down, brushing some hay off of him and helping him back to his feet. “To be honest, probably not the best way to introduce yourself to someone you’ve just met.”

He dusted himself off, studying you with his sapphire eyes. “You… really don’t remember me?”

“’fraid not, stranger.”

“Deku nuts…” He muttered. His voice relaxed, revealing a little twang of an accent you couldn’t quite place. “I’m sorry, I must’ve sounded like a total asshole.” The soft apologetic grin on his face was far more endearing than the sultry look just before. “My name’s Link. I should make it up to you. Maybe I can help with the chores?”

You shook his hand. “Nice to meet you Link, I’m [Y/n]. And no worries on chores, all done for the day, but I wouldn’t mind some company fishing.”

Your visitor’s eyes lit up as you handed him a colorful rod. You led Link down to the brook on the edge of your homestead. You didn’t get anything terrible fancy, mostly trout and the occasional salmon, but it was just enough for you – and maybe another. You cast your line, taking a seat on your favorite rock, dipping your toes in the water. Link settled on the bank next to you, crossing his legs.

“I really am sorry,” Link said after a while, shifting, yet his eyes never left the bobber. “Can’t tell you how embarrassing that is.”

“No trouble, though I hope you don’t come on that strong to all your dates.”

Link laughed, pure and almost musical. It felt much more natural than his façade earlier. “No, actually. Normally I’m the one getting pursued.” He hastily added, “Sorry, that sounded like bragging, huh?”

You shook your head, watching your line tense for a brief moment before the fish decided it had better things to do. “Nah. And I’ve never had anyone come onto me like that… or well, anyone even really interested in me. It’s quiet out here in the frontier, y’know? You don’t run into many people, and not a whole lot who fancy guys on top of that.”

Something flickered across Link’s face, but it was gone in a split second. “Being alone isn’t the same as being lonely.”

“That’s the truth…” The conversation then turned to farms and crops as you explained your life to your new friend. Talk flowed as if it was the most natural thing in the world, and soon the sun dipped low, just peeking over the trees. Finally, when you realized Link now knew practically every detail of your life, you took control of the conversation back.

“So, tell me Link,” you said, appraising his clothing again, “what is it you do? You’re dressed too well for a farmer and you’re too fit for one of the hoity-toity types that come visiting up here. What’s your story?”

Link’s smile remained, but something seemed to disappear from his face; you just couldn’t put your finger on it. “Ah, nothing exciting really. I’m just a traveler.”

“Awfully well armed for just a traveler.”

“Just a traveler,” he said, with a firm smile.

You wanted to point out how unfair that was, when suddenly your bobber sunk. You pounced on your line, reeling as hard as you could until a fat trout flopped out of the water. “Well… hope you plan on sticking around to help me eat this guy.”

Link shrugged. “Sorry, not today, I need to take care of something before nightfall.”

“Yikes, you better hurry. It’s a new moon tonight; it’ll be pitch black out.”

“New…” Link’s voice trailed off. “What day is it today?”

“Thursday.”

Link frowned, counting something. “That’s not right. Today should be Friday.”

You sighed. “Thank goodness it isn’t. Friday is market day, and I have way too much to do before I run all of this produce up to town.”

“You make the trip all by yourself? Isn’t that dangerous?”

You stood and stretched. “It’s not too bad. Occasionally run into an Octorok or something, but they’re easy enough to ignore. Worst case, I lose an apple basket or two.”

“You should have someone else there to help you. It’s too dangerous. Who knows what other monsters might be living out here?”

“Why? You volunteering to be my bodyguard?”

“I… you know what? Yeah, I’ll keep an eye on you.”

“Well then, you better get a good night’s sleep, Link,” You said, tossing the rods and the trout over your shoulder. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

Link seemed deep in thought but gave you a smile. “Definitely.”

You and Link parted ways just outside your farm gate. After closing up the barn, you headed inside to make a simple baked fish for dinner. Before you knew it, you were feeling sleepy. As you crawled into your bed, the wind whistled through the nearby caves, playing a natural lullaby for you as you drifted to sleep, looking forward to seeing the handsome stranger again.

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The cucco’s cry greeted you that morning, as it did every morning.

You yawned and stretched. It was the crack of dawn, the perfect time to get started on the day’s work.

The day began as any other. After washing up, you tended to your horse, cow, goats, and cuccos. Together your loving livestock provided you with more than enough milk and eggs for yourself. Next, you tended to your small grove of apple trees. The crop was coming in nicely and you’d have a few baskets ready for market day. Next, you checked on your real moneymaker, the hops, which the local town brewery paid top dollar for. Then, you checked the potatoes, knowing some of your friends nearby would happily trade some for their wheat. Finally, you tended to your own small herb and vegetable garden which you grew for a little variety and to keep you out of simple subsistence living. Usually, that would leave you complete with the day’s work by noon, with plenty of time for hunting or fishing.

In fact, today was so like every other day, you were having the strangest sense of déjà vu.

It was while you tended your vegetable garden that you heard the crunch of boots on the gravel leading up to your homestead. You instinctively grabbed the nearest tool – unfortunately a mere spade. You never were the best at sparring but you weren’t going to let anyone jump you without a fight.

Instead, you found a handsome man walking up the path with hair as gold as wheat. To be honest, he looked like the type to walk straight out of the – ahem – “reading material” hidden under your bed. He gave you a friendly smile. “Hey, you better hurry if you’re headed into the market today. Looks like the wind is gonna pick up soon.”

“Uh, no. That’s tomorrow, but thanks… who are you?”

“…Link,” he said, head cocked. “Hey, I’ve been traveling for a while, what day is today?”

“Thursday, usually head in for Friday market days in the next town.”

“I see,” Link said, a lopsided smile growing on his face. “In that case, how about I help you get ready? I’m just passing through and figure you could use a hand.”

“Sure, thanks,” you said. Your luck was unbelievable, but you weren’t about to turn away an extra hand. You showed Link the best way to tell if the fruit was ripe and the two of you got to work, easily finishing the apple harvest hours faster than if you were picking them all yourself. “Well, thanks for your help, Link. I don’t think I can offer much, but maybe you’d join me for some fishing? I’ve got this nice spot just on the edge of the farm.”

Link brightened. “I love fishing, used to go to this one place all the time.”

“Ah, so I’m dealing with a pro, huh?”

“You could say that.”

Link walked beside you to your favorite fishing spot, though you were surprised when he took a seat on the bank right next to your favorite rock. “I heard there’s some really good trout here.”

You shrugged. “That might be overselling it, but we’ll see.”

Five minutes later, your jaw dropped as a fat trout flopped on Link’s line. “I guess you really are a pro.”

Link simply grinned. “I’ve got some practice.”

Soon, the two of you were walking back to the house, several trout in tow. “So, market day, you head into town right? Not like… Castle Town though?”

You laughed, “I wish! No, I’m not important enough to make the trip that far, I don’t even go to Kakariko. I’ll leave that to the folks at Lon Lon Ranch. No, market day for us is just a small place called Suthorn Village on the Hylian border.”

“Suthorn huh? I can do Suthorn.” You raised an eyebrow, but Link turned to you with a grin. “I’ll help you out and be your bodyguard.”

“Pfft, I don’t need a bodyguard.”

Link crossed his arms. “Trust me. I’ve traveled all over the world, and the last thing you want to do is tempt fate. You might know these mountain roads better than me, but I know the monsters that live here.” You opened your mouth to protest, but he raised a hand. “I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I let you go alone, only to get attacked by a Wolfos. I know you probably only see Octoroks and maybe the odd Chu Chu, but this time of year is Wolfos mating season. They get awfully territorial.”

You tried to form words, but no argument would work. Not to mention that golden sword strapped to his back looked awfully sharp. “Fine, I guess I could use a helper. Afraid I don’t have much to offer in terms of pay…” Living on the outskirts of civilization didn’t really lead to a fortune.

“I don’t need pay, just some food and someone to keep me company.” He winked.

“Can’t argue with a deal like that… tell you what. I’ll fry up some trout tomorrow for our trip.”

“Sounds like a plan.” The two of you kept walking a bit farther. “So, uh, you really are out here all by yourself, huh?”

“Yeah, you are too, aren’t you?” you said. He seemed surprised. “It’s in your eyes. You look like you haven’t had someone to talk to for a little while. What brings a guy like you out here anyway? Not a whole lot of exciting things in my corner of the world. Most folks head out towards Hyrule instead.”

He let out a short laugh. “I’m that easy to read, huh? Well, you’re mostly right, though I don’t see much reason to head into Hyrule myself. I’m actually out here looking for a friend. We got separated some time ago, I was hoping to find them again.” To say that was like finding a needle in a haystack was an understatement, it was more like finding a Zora in the Ikana Wastes – possible but damn unlikely. “How do you deal with the loneliness?”

You shrugged. “It can be a bit hard from time to time, but as long as you learn to move with nature and the spirits instead of against them, things become easier. Just like the violets that grow in the cliffs around here.”

Link blinked. “Like flowers?”

“Yeah, they’re my favorite ones. My mother always said that you have to be flexible yet resilient, just like those flowers. Only then can you bloom.”

“Hmm… like flowers…” Link muttered.

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The cucco’s cry greeted you that morning, as it did every morning.

You yawned and stretched and tried to come to life. After pouring a cup of strong Terminan coffee for yourself, it was time to face the day. For some reason, you were exhausted this morning. You stumbled out the door, rubbing your eyes, when you nearly ran into someone. You opened your eyes to see a ghastly face staring back at you.

“AYEE!” You fell back, by some miracle not spilling your coffee. You scrambled back, only to realize the cursed visage was etched into a mirror face, strapped to someone’s back. That someone turned with a friendly wave.

“Mornin’! Sorry about that, I forget it’s not the most welcoming face sometimes.” The long-eared stranger said, “Was passing by and saw your crops are pretty close to harvest. Figured I’d ask and see if you need some help.”

You looked the rather handsome stranger up and down through bleary eyes. Normally, you’d be more resistant, but something seemed trustworthy about him – the type of guy who stuck to his word and always got the job done. But then again, that could’ve been the sleep deprivation talking. “Yeah sure, that’d be great,” you muttered before taking another swig of coffee.

Damn if he wasn’t a man of his word. Somehow, he managed to pick all the apples in record time. Not only that, he had a perfect eye for figuring out which ones were ripe and which had worms hidden inside. If you didn’t know better, you’d think he learned the same method you learned from your parents.

That was what led you to your next line of questioning for the strange farmhand. It was easier to convince the moon to fall than to pry a single detail about his past out of him, but you were determined. “What about your family?”

Link seemed to flinch. “Oh… my family isn’t around anymore.”

Way to go, remind him of something terrible. “I’m so sorry, I-”

He waved his hands. “Oh, not like that, more that we were separated a long time ago. When I was a kid, I left home. When I came back… my home was pretty much gone, all that was left was…” He took a moment to find the word, “I guess, brother would be the best term, even if he was a pain in the ass. He told me my village was attacked and everyone was safe, but in hiding. I know they’re all okay, just… not around anymore.”

“I see.” You didn’t.

The two of you finished with the crops, moving on to the animals. Even your goats, stubborn as they were, seemed to love him, nudging him with their round horns playfully. You instead focused on your cow and cuccos. Link seemed to be a little wary of your feathered friends. As the two of you finished up and you carried the milk pail to your house, your eyes fell on that ghastly shield again, and his golden sword. “You’re pretty well armed for a random ranch hand.”

“I’m just a traveler, doing odd jobs while I travel,” he said.

A wave of déjà vu passed over you, but you ignored it. “What brings you out here then, Mr. Just a Traveler?”

“Oh exploring. Was here looking for a friend, but I don’t think they’re here. So, figured I’d take a look at the caves around here. You never know what you can find in random grottos.”

“You end up in a lot of trouble I bet. Jumping into strange holes like that is the best way to ask for monsters to jump you.” You thought for a moment. “Then again, you look like the type that doesn’t have trouble with monsters.”

“Oh? And what does that mean?”

“I don’t know, you seem like the type to go on adventures. Hell, you look like you came out of a fairy tale, like you’re about to go save a princess… or a prince,” you added, trying to keep the hopeful note out of your voice.

“Y’know, I met a prince once. Couple times actually.”

“You’re pulling my leg.”

“No really, a prince of Hy…” His voice trailed off. “Well, a prince.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Was he a rich ass or some fancy dreamboat like the fairy tales say?”

“Neither, he actually kinda reminds me of you.”

“Wait, what’s that supposed to mean?”

He laughed. “Don’t worry, it’s a good thing.”

You shrugged, pouring some of the milk into a bottle for him. The rest would go to your stew tonight. Normally you’d just do a baked fish, but for some reason, fish didn’t sound appealing – almost as if it was the only thing you’d eaten for the past week… or more. As you handed the milk over, you gave him a hard look. Dark bags hung under his eyes and despite his smile, his eyes seemed a little dull. “Link, you’re looking really tired. I don’t know what you do, but… please don’t go too hard on yourself.”

He shook his head. “I’m not.”

“If you insist…” You sent a silent prayer to the local guardian spirit to watch over your new friend. The wind whistled through the caves, their song more mournful tonight than usual.

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The cucco’s cry greeted you that morning, as it did every morning.

You yawned and stretched. With almost agonizing slowness, you sat up in bed. It was a slower day, so you were helpful when a stranger offered to help with your farm work in exchange for a hot meal and some supplies. Link was his name, and he clearly looked like the type to have quite the tale to tell, but stubbornly refused to let on any details. He, however, was pretty interested in you. Being there and working together felt oddly natural, like the way things were meant to be. Of course, it didn’t hurt that Link was quite the pretty boy.

After finishing up the harvest work, the two of you laid back in some of the fresh hay in your barn to relax. You still had to swap out the hay beds for your goats, but the two of you had definitely earned a break. That’s when Link commented, “You know, your farm isn’t far from what they call the Lost Woods.”

“Mmhmm,” you said. “My farm is about as close as any of us out here dare to get to it. Too dangerous.”

Link nodded. “Where I’m from there’s a story. They say anyone who gets lost in there turns into a Stalfos, and children become imps known as Skull Kids.”

“I don’t know about that, but I wouldn’t be surprised.” You wiped your forehead, looking out across the valley towards the supposed woods on another side of the canyon. “I don’t trust it. People say that magic isn’t around like it used to be these days, but…”

“What?”

“Don’t laugh at me, but I used to hear children laughing in there years ago but now, the woods are silent. You even used to see the light of fairies dancing between the trees, but now, nothing.” Link’s face fell. He muttered something under his breath, just quiet enough that you couldn’t catch it. You weren’t entirely sure what to say but wanted to make him feel at least a little better. “Well, maybe not completely silent. Some days, I hear music.” Link was still looking at the ground but his ears twitched, so you kept it up, slowly shifting the subject away. “I love music, you should hear the band they have in the bar in town sometime. Only problem is they’re missing a good flute player. Flutes are so beautiful, don’t you think?”

“Oh, well, uh… they’re not for me.”

“Not your style huh? You do seem a bit more like a drum or guitar kind of guy.”

He barely hid a wince. “A little I guess.” Maybe talking about music wasn’t the best idea right now.

“Sorry, guess I’m a bit rusty at entertaining guests,” you said sheepishly. “Just thought I’d try and pick up your spirits a bit. You look even more tired than I do.”

Link raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“You look like a trout that’s been swimming upstream for too long, like you’re fighting something. If you fight nature for too long, you’ll just tear yourself apart. You have to be flexible but-”

“Resilient, like the violets that grow in the cliffs.”

You stopped. “Huh, funny you should mention those.”

“Why? They’re your favorite, aren’t they?”

You whipped around, staring at Link in shock. “How did you…” Suddenly things were falling into place, the weird déjà vu, the way Link seemed so guarded. You steadied yourself. “We’ve had this conversation before… haven’t we?”

Link remained stoic for a moment before slowly nodding.

“Then, why can’t I remember it?”

Link sighed, sinking back into the hay. “It’s because, for some reason, today is looping over and over. It’s the same day every day.”

The silence hung heavy in the air. It felt like shoving a bear off your chest just to get your next question out. “How long has it been?”

“About a month.”

“Damn.” You sank back down. An entire month of reliving the same day. No wonder you were exhausted. No wonder Link was exhausted.

“I’m the only one unaffected… well, I think I am at least. You’re the only one I’ve really been seeing this past month.”

“Surely you could find better company than me,” you laughed.

“Nah, I don’t think so.”

“Oh…”

“To be honest, you’re the most interesting guy I’ve met in quite a while.”

“Oh? …oh!” You tried to ignore the way your cheeks burned, as Link shifted closer to you. “So how do we get out of the time loop? No offense, but it’s probably getting a bit exhausting to do the same day over and over, and I bet it’s really boring for you to deal with explaining everything to me each time.”

“Actually, this is the first time I told you.” Link scratched his head. “I thought that maybe trying something different would eventually break the loop, but I’m out of ideas.” He then explained some of the things you together did over all the past loops, most of them fairly similar. “I’m stumped. It’s not my first time in a time loop, but that time…” his voice trailed off.

“What about that time?”

“Just… forget it. I don’t want to talk about it. Sorry.”

You leaned back into the hay. “Link, why is it you don’t talk about yourself? I hardly know anything about you, but you know me like the back of your hand. I feel a bit at a disadvantage.”

“It’s… difficult.”

“Difficult to explain the details or difficult to bring up since I forget each time?” He didn’t answer. You looked at him, but he was staring off somewhere you couldn’t see. You’d drop the topic for now, but some part of you knew he hadn’t said a word of his past to you. You gently slid your hand over to his. He jumped a bit when you made contact but gently closed his fingers around yours. “Hey, how about we go inside and get something to eat. I’m not gonna make you work again if we’ve only got one day.”

“Food sounds great,” he said quietly, squeezing your hand.

The two of you headed inside, and you quickly got to work on a creamy vegetable stew. The wind whistled through the caves and you found yourself humming along without meaning to.

“What’s that sound?”

“Hm?” You asked, as you looked up from the stew.

“There it is again!”

“Oh, that. The natural caves and grottos around here are shaped in just the right way to catch the evening winds. Depending on the wind, they play different little tunes. Sure beats a music box.”

“Different tunes?”

“Yup,” you gave the stew a slow stir. “It all depends on the time of year and direction of the wind. Some nights I get some nice slow ballads, and some nights they’re a bit more bouncy.” You doled out a hearty helping into two bowls, handing one to Link, who eagerly dug in. “Now that I think of it though, they seem a bit different lately. About a week ago, the songs seemed a bit more… well musical. It’s hard to explain, but it’s almost like a real instrument.”

Link hesitated for a moment. “Anything weird happen about a week ago?”

“Not that I can think of. We did get a pretty strong storm, but I can’t complain getting a little extra rain this time of year. Fish like it too.”

Link finished the last spoonful with a thoughtful look. “I think I know why we’re stuck in a time loop, and why I’m the only one who isn’t affected.”

You looked up from the stew. “Should I be worried? It’s not like a monster or anything, right?”

Link sighed. “No, that’d be too easy. I’m going to explore the caves. I think the answer lies there.” He fidgeted. “It means… I’m going to have to spend a while just looking, I think.”

You tried not to let your disappointment show. “How long do you think?

“I dunno, maybe a week?”

A week wasn’t so bad. And besides, you wouldn’t even remember it, right? “Are you sure you’ll be okay? Those caves are dangerous.”

“Believe me, I can handle it.”

“Right, but still…” You collected the bowls and took them to the washbasin. “Hey, what if I come with you? I know these mountains better than most people.”

Link shook his head. “Appreciate it, but this is something I need to do myself.” He stood and made his way to the door. “Thanks for dinner. Hopefully I’ll be back in no time, and we’ll be free of this time loop.”

As he opened the door you took his hand. “Link, if next week is… well, today again, you’ll still come back and visit me, right? Just so I know you’re safe?”

He lifted your hand to his lips and gave you a small kiss and a soft smile. With that, he walked down the path and into the night, accompanied by the breathy song of the caves.

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The cucco’s cry greeted you that morning, as it did every morning.

You yawned and stretched.

A handsome stranger stopped by briefly to ask for directions to the caves. You told him it was dangerous, but given his gear, he was probably going to be fine.

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The cucco’s cry greeted you that morning, as it did every morning.

You yawned and stretched.

Your goats broke out of the fence again. You knew you needed to fix that, but with Market Day tomorrow, there was too much to do. It’d have to wait.

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The cucco’s cry greeted you that morning, as it did every morning.

You yawned and stretched.

Rain hammered down against the farmhouse roof. By the looks of it, it was a proper torrent, and the roads would be unsafe for Market Day. So much for that, maybe you could make a special trip next week instead.

At least it gave you time to get some rest. As you brewed yourself some coffee, you kept thinking about a strange dream you had of a monster thing that wished to rule the world and kidnap pretty princesses but seemed rather smitten by you instead.

Imagine that.

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The cucco’s cry greeted you that morning, as it did every morning.

You yawned and stretched.

Absolutely nothing of interest happened today.

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The cucco’s cry greeted you that morning, as it did every morning.

You yawned and stretched. You threw open your window shutters to look out at the beautiful sunrise, only to find a stranger standing at your door. You hurried downstairs and opened the door. “Uh, good morning, can I help you?”

The stranger looked up with crazed eyes. “Hi! Good morning! My name’s Link and I think you’re really cool!”

“Uh…”

“Here!” He shoved a bouquet of slightly crumpled flowers into your hands.

“Oh? Oh! These are my favorite… but…”

“Resilient! Like flowers!”

You took a shaky step back. “Are… are you okay?”

“I…” He trembled, before stumbling to the ground. It was then you realized he was so thin; he must not have had a good meal in days.

“Whoa, whoa, easy there,” you said, helping him to at least sit up. “Come on now, deep breaths.”

His eyes fluttered, unfocused, but he turned towards your voice. “I missed you,” he croaked out.

“I…” It was hard to figure out what to say to a delirious man.

“I forgot you forgot.”

“What?”

He closed his eyes. A shaky breath seemed to rattle his body. “Time loop.” He then looked at you as if that one word explained everything and hadn’t launched about fifty billion other questions. He then looked a little sheepish and asked, “Milk?”

Now that you could handle. “Sure, just a moment. Stay here.” It didn’t take more than a minute to fetch him a bottle. When you returned, he was oddly still, almost to where you were afraid he wasn’t long for this world. You steadily held the glass to his lips, trying to keep him from drinking too quickly. With some fluid in him, you then dabbed his forehead with a cool cloth as he trembled. Eventually, he gave up trying to sit up by himself and leaned into you.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” He kept mumbling. “It’s all my fault…”

“Hey now, no need to apologize. Uh, Link, right? How about you start your story at the beginning?”

He stared at his feet for a good minute before finally starting to explain. Throughout his story, you gently dabbed at the sweat on his forehead. The longer the story went on, the more worried you became as he clearly was in no shape to have been traveling alone, let alone exploring caves and damp grottos. “I meant to be gone a week but got a little delayed. There were more caves than I thought. Then I got trapped in a rockslide.”

Your chest felt hollow. “How long of a delay?” He remained silent. “Link, how many days have there been in the loop now?

He looked up, the bags under his eyes especially prevalent. “Ninety-eight.”

“By the Light of Ordona…” You sat beside him, taking his hand in yours. “I’m so sorry…”

“’s’not your fault,” he muttered.

You stared at him as his eyes unfocused, blankly looking out over the horizon. You had to do something. You stood, pulling him to his feet. “Okay, then you deserve some rest.”

“I…” He weakly protested, but you shoved him through the farmhouse door. “I’m supposed to get it back, it’s my responsibility!”

“I’m not taking no for an answer. If you’re trapped in this time loop, then you have time to rest.”

“Nooo…”

“The stupid thing in the grotto will be there tomorrow!”

The two of you stumbled through the door and up the stairs – which suddenly felt way too narrow for a normal person, let alone two. Your visitor was essentially deadweight, barely helping, though that may have been a blessing in disguise given his mental state. Halfway up, with his foot caught on a step, the disoriented Link decided it was the perfect time for questions. “Who’s Ordona?”

You were caught off-guard for a brief moment. “Oh right, you’re not from around here. Ordona is the spirit who guards this part of the forests. The Golden Goddesses don’t care for us farmers all the way out here.”

Link let out a snort. “Guess I made the right call coming out here then. I don’t think I want to see them anytime soon…”

“What, they don’t like you?” You said via a half-laugh half-grunt.

“No, they like me a lot. That’s the problem.” You helped him flop into your bed and then turned to your cabinets, searching for any leftover herbs you could use to help. “You can’t stay here and watch over me, you’ve got to do your harvest, right?”

“Link I’m not going to leave you to only get sicker just so I can pick a few apples,” You said, snatching up a rather aromatic mushroom and a jar of green jelly. “Besides if we’re in a time loop, I can always pick them tomorrow.”

“But what about…”

“No buts, you are staying there and resting!” You ordered over your shoulder as you ran down to the kitchen to grab a kettle. By the time you came back with some boiling water, Link was propped up on the pillows with his arms crossed. You groaned. “Link, you need to have time to take care of yourself too. It’s not like you need to constantly squeeze everything out of every single day.”

He groaned as he fought to keep his eyes open. “I do when all I have is one day… one day to get to know you…”

“Me? But what about the thing in the grotto? Or your friend?”

Link sighed. “Maybe. But it’s been ninety-eight days, and I can’t stop thinking about you. I didn’t want the stupid thing in the grotto to begin with. As for my friend, I’m not sure if we’ll ever see each other again. But through all of this, I’ve been with you all these times and I know I want to be with you, more than ever. I want to be out of this loop so we can actually… you know.”

“Link, are you asking me out?”

“Give me a little break here, I’m dead tired and not used to the whole… relationship thing.” He sighed. “I’ve been running for most of my life. I’m done.”

“Then stop running and rest. Let’s just have a few days where you stay with me or something.” You sighed, giving him his medicine. He choked it down, but it seemed to bring at least a little color back to his cheeks. Despite that, sleep was clawing at him and he slid down the sheets. “I promise I’ll help you find whatever it is causing this time loop. But for today, you need to go to sleep.”

“Don’t wanna.”

You almost laughed at how childish it sounded. “And why is that?”

“Because every time I sleep, you forget me.”

Your words died in your throat. Instead, you crawled into the bed with him. For a moment the two of you just laid there in each other’s arms, as the wind whistled through the caves.

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The cucco’s cry greeted you that morning, as it did every morning.

You yawned and stretched. For some reason, you felt like you had never slept more soundly. As you finished dressing for the day, a knock came at the door. You quickly descended the stairs and opened the door to find an unusual visitor dressed like a mercenary. Even more surprising was seeing all of your apples already harvested and ready to go to market.

The stranger looked at you with determination. “[Y/n], this is going to sound weird, but I need you to give me an honest chance to explain everything.” He presented you with a bouquet of the violets that grew on the cliffs.

You weren’t even sure what to say to that, but you gave him a nod.

“My name is Link, and I’ve been stuck in a time loop. For what was over three months for me, I’ve gotten to know you. I know you love fishing in the brook behind your house. I know you cook a mean stew. I know you love cuccos and that you know exactly what each of the sounds they make means. I know you love the sounds of the caves at night and the cliffside violets. I know you grow your crops and take them down to the village yourself – which seems so dangerous, and you should really carry at least a dagger or bow with you in case something happens!” He sighed. “I know you love the mountains but hope to see the world. I know you don’t mind being alone, but you don’t like being lonely. I know you’re kind and caring and… and I know that I’m in love with you.”

You were left speechless, your hand curling tighter on the doorknob. At first you wanted to ask if this was some kind of joke, but everything he said was too accurate for a joke or a coincidence. You set your jaw and looked him over carefully, for any chance of a ruse, but all it did was make him feel more familiar to you. “I… know you.”

“You remember?”

“I mean, I feel like I should at least.” Link’s face fell. You took his hands in yours. “But I trust you. And I… I’d really like to get to know you more.”

Link squeezed your hands. “Believe me, I promise I’ll do whatever you want, but first, I think it’s time to stop this loop.”

“Yeah, uh, how exactly? I’m just a farmer, not some fancy adventurer.”

“I’ve checked everywhere. I know the source of the time loop is a stupid treasure in one of the grottos, but I can’t find it!”

“Did you check under my house?”

Link could have been knocked over by a stiff breeze. “What?”

“Didn’t I say anything? There’s one of the grottos under my house.”

“The grotto with the treasure… it’s under your house.” Link’s eye twitched. “This whole time, it was right here?!”

“At least it wasn’t somewhere worse?” You suggested.

“I wish the goddesses didn’t have a sense of humor…” He grumbled. You ran your fingers along his cheek, releasing some of his tension. “Fine, let’s end this.

You led him to a locked and frankly forgotten storm-cellar door on the side of your home. After fiddling with the rusty lock and hinges, you led Link down a shaky ladder.

The grotto was not big at all, a tad smaller than your bedroom. While you had considered turning it into a proper cellar multiple times, the work required just wasn’t worth it. The mountain granite was unyielding and everything was covered in moss and slime. A small stream ran from one end to the other, not deep enough for anything but minnows. The stream flowed into a small crack in the wall that led out to where you fished. Air flowed opposite the water and into the rest of the caves. Wedged into that small crack was the mouthpiece of a tarnished flute-like thing, seemingly left there for decades if not centuries.

“That’s it?” You asked. It was an odd “treasure” if it could be called that.

“It’s… complicated,” Link said. In that moment, his eyes looked so old. Time loop aside, he looked like he had seen much more than any man should. “Do you know what it’s like to have a responsibility thrust on you, knowing you’d have to do a thankless job for the rest of your days? At first, I was at least chased around for it, but now… now I’m just alone.” He groaned, his eyes hidden by his hair. In a small voice, he said, “I hated it. I hated that stupid ocarina. I never asked for all this, I only wanted to live a normal life, to have a fairy like the other Kokiri back home.” He took a deep breath, and the confession slipped out. “I hated it so much, I threw it away into the mountain river. The water must’ve carried it here. But… I’m still a knight, and my duty is to protect it to my dying breath.”

Admittedly, you were a bit lost, but understanding could come later. You sat next to him on the mossy boulder and took his hand. At first, he flinched but relaxed into your touch. “Life can be so unfair… I’m sorry you had to face this alone. All of this time looping nonsense and then… well everything you haven’t told me. Or maybe you did tell me. I’m sorry I don’t remember.”

A wry snort escaped him. “No, I didn’t tell you that whole story yet.”

“Someday, I hope you can.”

He looked up to you, a bit of confusion in his eyes before he understood the depth of your words. “I hope so too.”

With that, Link stood and approached the instrument. With a sigh, he reached down and plucked it from the crevice.

And then, everything was plunged into darkness.

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The cucco’s cry greeted you that morning, as it did every morning.

You yawned and stretched. Your head was pounding, and you felt stiff. Everything seemed like a blur, you could hardly remember climbing through the grotto with Link yesterday.

Wait.

Yesterday.

You threw open the shutters. All of the apples Link picked was still there, ready for market day. “It’s… Friday.” You then saw someone loading the produce into your wagon. “Link!”

The swordsman set down the crate, turning to you. Even across the distance, you could see his eyes were filled with a hesitant hope. “Good morning… do you…”

“I remember!” You ran out of the house in your nightclothes, leaping into his arms. “It’s over, it’s finally over!” The two of you laughed as Link toppled over, sending you both tumbling onto a dirt pile. The only thing that wasn’t covered in dirt was the gleaming ocarina hanging from Link’s belt.

Soon, you were rolling down the road with on your wagon with Link by your side. Your horse made slow but steady progress across the bridge towards the market. Link had just finished filling you in on the rest of the time loop you forgot. He then sheepishly added, “Um, I was thinking, this trip doesn’t get any less dangerous. You probably need a bodyguard for the next market day.”

You smiled. “I think I do.”

One market day turned into two, which turned into three, which turned into Link fully moving into the homestead. Together, the two of you cut a bit more of the forest back, building a bigger pasture for your cow, goats, and cuccos. You built a bigger house right next to the brook and dug out a little fishing pond. As people soon came to trade with your growing farm, it almost felt like you were building a village – and someday it might be. For now, it would be your personal slice of paradise.

It would be several years before he told you about his travels, his life in Hyrule and his time in Termina. Around that time, the ocarina would occasionally glow, and he would disappear for a day or two, but he was always quick to return to you – often with some rare gift that seemed impossible for him to have gotten a hold of. Of course, those adventures are a story for another day. They hardly mattered to Link when he finally had his home after all these years, a home with you.

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ym-loreposting · 2 months ago

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Exploring the Zelda Merchandise Map

The above is something I have been curious about for a while: a map of Hyrule that is included with many pieces of merchandise. Despite this, this map of Hyrule does not correspond to any game and many oddities can be observed if it is examined in closer detail, which is what I want to do here.

To start with, it appears this map appeared about a decade ago as a licensed puzzle. Since then it has cropped up in all kinds of places, such as the background of the Japanese Zelda Portal, page 14 of The Legend of Zelda Encyclopedia or even just on packaging for stuff like keychains.

But what does the map actually depict if not something from the games? For clarification, it is first handy to look at the Hylian text on the map and translate it. This was already done in the Reddit post linked above and I have my own version of this below.

Of note is that there are various Hylian ciphers throughout the Zelda series. The one used on this map is the one introduced in A Link Between Worlds, which came out around the time the map was made in 2013. This Hylian cipher has gone on to become the standard cipher used in the series, making an appearance in every new Zelda title released since A Link Between Worlds.

This text makes somewhat clearer what landmarks we are actually looking at. It also becomes fairly clear that the middle of the map is based on Ocarina of Time's incarnation of Hyrule: Hyrule Castle sits north of Hyrule Field, with Lon Lon Ranch in the middle. Kakariko Village is east of Hyrule Castle and sits at the foot of Death Mountain, both of them sporting their designs from Ocarina of Time. To the southeast of the field is Kokiri Forest, complete with the Great Deku Tree and Link. Finally, we also have a lake that appears to be Lake Hylia from Ocarina of Time to the sourthwest of Hyrule Field.

Moving further out, things get a tad stranger however. Let's start in the southwest and move around the map clockwise from there. In that corner of the map, a rendition of Gerudo Desert can be found.

This is consistent with the placement of the desert in top-down Zelda games that were out at the time like A Link to the Past, Four Swords Adventures and A Link Between Worlds. In the 3D games out at the time, the desert instead extended across the entire western portion of the map (Skyward Sword) or the northwest (Ocarina of Time, Twilight Princess).

As for the landmarks on this portion of the map, they are a strange mix. The broken down ship mast may be a reference to the Sandship from Skyward Sword, which was broken after that dungeon is finished. The structure to the bottom of the map appears to be a reference to the Ancient Castle of Ikana from Majora's Mask, given the similarity and the presence of Redeads and a Gibdo (enemies that can be found in and near the castle). This is strange given that the Castle of Ikana is not located in Hyrule, but in Termina, which is a parallel world. The third structure on the top right appears to be an original of the map, but vaguely resembles Hyrule Castle from Twilight Princess. There is also a fourth structure tucked in the mountains on the northeastern border of the desert, perhaps referencing Gerudo’s Fortress from Ocarina of Time.

Moving to the northwest, we find Castor Wilds, a swampy area from The Minish Cap that was also located in Hyrule's west. Interesting to note is that Castor Wild is only the region's name in the English version of The Minish Cap. In Japanese, it is called タバンタ秘境 (Tabantha Wilderness), a name that would be reused in Breath of the Wild and Tears of the Kingdom. This may indicate this map was put together in the west instead of Japan or that the original artist took from the localized games for some reason.

The depiction of Castor Wilds above has more in common with the appearance of the Southern Swamp from Majora's Mask, given the presence of bayou trees, a Big Octo and disconnected bridges made of logs. This poses the same problems as the seeming Ikana Castle in Gerudo Desert, as the Southern Swamp is in a parallel world.

There is also a mountain with a dragon on top in this area, east of Castor Wilds. It brings to mind Dragon Roost Island from The Wind Waker, a tall mountaintop upon which rests the dragon Valoo. That place is found in the northeast of Hyrule however and not the northwest. The dragon on the map also does not particularly look like Valoo, nor does the mountain particularly resemble Dragon Roost Island.

Other than this, there are few notable things in this quadrant. Depictions of a Wolfos, a Deku Baba and Stalchild can be seen, but most of the actual landscape is barren mountains or obscured by the compass. Perhaps the region is supposed to represent Snowpeak, a snowy mountain range in the northwest of Hyrule in Twilight Princess. There appears to be a tower in these mountains surrounded by Guays, but this does not correspond to any known location in the games.

In the direct north of the map are two more structures not in the games: two pointy mountains connected by a rope bridge and a spiral quarry of some kind. A Goron can be seen at this quarry.

The northwestern quadrant is home to Zora's Fountain, corresponding roughly with its location in Ocarina of Time (south of Death Mountain and Kakariko Village and north of Kokiri Forest). It is far more to the west however, but it is still on top of a mountainous plateau behind a waterfall like in Ocarina of Time. The design of the fountain does not match any depiction found in the games however, albei a Zora can be seen bathing inside it.

Other than this, this quadrant of the map is home to many more structures where it is hard to pin down what they are. There is a village northwest of death mountain, a snowy village in the far northwest of the map and a pond surrounded by ruins that feeds into Zora's Founain. This last structure also somewhat resembles the Fairy Fountains from Ocarina of Time, except that those are found underground. There are also a couple of floating islands, but once again they do not correspond to anything in particular like the City in the Sky or Skyloft.

More to the south of this quadrant we also find a small stone building, a gate guarded by two statues with crossed arms and a cave with a treasure chest. This last structure is likely a reference to grottos from throughout the series wherein treasures can often be found. Finally, a Skulltula is depicted in this quadrant of the map.

The final quadrant of the map, the southeast, is mostly made up of featureless ocean. There is a nondescript ship in that ocean, also what appears to be Gyorg, a boss from Majora's Mask. Other enemies we can find on land here are a Chuchu as first depicted in The Wind Waker and a Peahat. A Gossip Stone is also present in the northeast of the image.

The final names location on the map is Faron Woods, and the art seems to pull from Skyward Sword and Twilight Princess. There is the Great Tree from Skyward Sword's version of Faron Woods and buildings that resemlbe Ordon Village, which is found in the forests south of Faron in Twilight Princess. The general location of Faron Woods on this map also matches that of Ordon, being found in the far south of Hyrule, beyond lake Hylia and many of the woods.

Finally, in this quadrant there are two more nondescript villages that do not correspond to the games.

And that is everything I could find on this map. I seems to depict Ocarina of Time Hyrule, with its borders expanded with miscellaneous locations from other 3D Zelda games that were out in 2015. A lot of original locations are also mixed in. The origins of the map still remain a bit vague, but given how much it pops up in Zelda merch, it does appear to be official in some capacity. If anyone has more information about this topic, I'd be happy to know.

Addendum: As pointed out by @lady-sophie-17, it seems the structure at the north of the map with the Goron is actually Goron City, as it appears more or less he same as it is depicted as on the map of Ocarina of Time.

#the legend of zelda #hyrule #map

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ra-2506 · 1 year ago

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It was a regular day for the trauma dipped kids as they were sitting in the living room of class 1-As dorm just chilling out with some watching a series on the TV, some writing down some notes in his new notebook while Todoroki was making some cold soba for lunch, uraraka watching TV with Hakeeguri, Sero,Tsu, Momo.

Uraraka was trying to catch Dekus attention, but was failing miserably😞 and Tsu and Momo could see it unfortunately it was no use when it comes to him and that notebook😔, he's just too concentrated, that was until you walked into the dorms with your fine self with natural makeup on wearing a yellow super low cut hoodie top along with a couple chains and some baggy black sweatpants and grey J4s.

Everyones attention shifted to you👀 and not that your sports bra was slightly peaking out of cropped hoodie,but that:

1)you were one of the new transfer student from America for the Support department that everyone has been talking about for the past 3 weeks.

2)You were black and you don't see that many black people in Japan in general.

3) Bakugou was walking towards you and gave you a hand shake meaning you knew each other on a personal level.

Everytime he catches himself staring at your black beauty✨ he has to manually scrub his face and push his jaw away to look at the ceiling or something cause baby girl you were fine😩👌. "Hey dumbass, you brought what I asked for or did you just what to show off the shoes I bought you?" Bakugou started while analysing your outfit, "Does it really look like I would even step on this goody to shoes hero area if it wasn't for you asking for it", you sassed back.

Everyone was still in shock that you of all people were mutual friends with the Katsuki Bakugou aka The explosive tempered blonde kid in class 1-A aka the kid the won the Sports festival aka Dynamite aka Lord Explosion Murder aka I think you get the point.

"Wait a minute can we rewind back a bit here !?", Sero shouts with a suprised and confused expression that matched with most of the students in the lounge, "What you want flex tape?!", the blonde glared in the direction of the Hispanic sitting on the couch along with you turning as well.

You had violet doe eyes that so cute and adorable yet intemidating, " I just wanted to know who this chica was?", He smirked towards your direction trying to holla at you do matched his energy, "Yeah Bakugou why don't you introduce me to everyone and maybe give me his number", you turned to the blonde for him to just roll his eyes, " Chubs meet Flex tape" he groaned in irritation and you just gave him a look through your glasses.

"Hola los nombres Y/n L/n", you walked towards Sero and he shock your hand with a big impressed smile and the kissed it, "Hi the name's Y/n L/n," you translated for everyone whilst smiling, "El nombre es niña Sero", "the name is Sero baby girl 😉", Sero winked at you his hand coressing your hand in which you winked at his charm.

However everyone interrupted the moment by introducing theirselves, and you tried to make a mental note to try and remember all of them, but when it got to Deku you couldn't hold back your gasp which caught everyones attention, even though you were the centre of it to begin with 😌✨.

"So your the same Deku that literally blasted himself in the race last year but somehow Bakugou keeps talking shit about?", you questioned with a raised eyebrow in which he shyly nodded.

"What is wrong with you?!", turned to the blonde you were surprised by the shy broccoli boy, " "The Fuck?!", He glared to your direction.

"You made him seem like such a stuck up asshole", you playfully glared at the man beside you only for him to look down at your chubby self and just pull your arm to the hallway shouting to the class that their time with you was up even though there were some protest whines and complaints.

"Wow, you really want me all to your self huh?"😉 You winked at him as you went to his room but he just rolled his eyes at your flirting charm even though he like it since it always built tension that he found adorable.

Obviously he wouldn't ever say that in front of you, but he thought it'll be better that way.

You sat on his bed and opened your bag to pull out two thick silver bracelets, " the hell are those", Bakugou observed the two massive silver bands in your small hands you roll your eyes 🙄 and sighed heavily at his bluntness.

Like how can someone so smart be so damn stupid and good looking at the same time🧐.

Its what you asked for Blondes you stepped closer you put them on his wrists but he took a step back hesitantly as if an insured wolf protecting himself from further harm. "It's okay, I just need to make sure the bracelets will fit properly and if it'll need adjustments", speaking softly as to calm his nerves and you clipped the bracelets onto his wrists with his gaze on you as if making sure you don't do anything out of the question.

Whilst finishing with his right hand you brush your fingers against his skin to adjust the bracelets to not be too tight or lose and the blonde was blushing hard at the gentle care when you touch his scars and burns from his experiences and training but as well as your concentrated form only reaching up to his chest.

Before you can lift your hands from his wrists he grabs your arm taking you by suprise and you look up at him to only find him staring right back at your amethyst eyes when you into his ruby ones and just like that he tries to let go yet he still wants to have you this close to him and he wants to be vulnerable with you since your the only other person who gets his apart from kirishima. He likes you more then he wants to but he doesn't want to experience the pain of a lose again nor does he want to lose the opportunity to make you his but doesn't want to destroy your amazing friendship, but then a sudden warmth surrounds his chest and abdomen.

Your hugging him seriously hugging him out of nowhere and then your face is buried in his chest and he huggs you back with his chin resting on top of your head where he inhales the shea butter and coconut oil from the chemicals put in it. He really wanted to confess but he pulled away quickly with him covering his blushing face but not his ears.

In which you giggled at his soft side that you were so grateful that you were able to see, but a continuous beeping sound that activated the bracelets meaning that it was working perfectly fine and that it has been switched on. So... um th-they work so I did my work perfectly as expected" you awarkardly try to regain your confidence again but failed with the maroon blush on your face as you tried to shuffle out of the room but a strong arm pulled you back to have you facing Bakugou with his eyes fixed on you.

He knew he wasn't your type, and that he wasn't worthy of you, but he would be damned that he doesn't give it a try even if he loses you for admitting this disease to you, "Bakugou?", Your voice called to him confused at his actions, "I like you Y/n, since the day we were partnered together for this damn project and we started to spend time together we really made a connection and I know that you don't feel the same way, but I had to get it off my chest even if you will never think of me in that wa-

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#katsuki bakugou #bakugou x black reader #katsuki x you #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsukibakugou #katsuki x y/n #bakugo x you #mha x reader #black y/n #bnha fanfiction #bakugou imagine #bakugou x black thicc reader #katsuki bakugou x black reader #katsuki x black!reader #confession #shy bakugou

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shiviwrites07 · 2 years ago

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Honey Sweet

Dom!Reader x Sub!Izuku Midoriya

Synopsis: A fun teasing session turns into something unexpectedly....pleasurable.

Warnings: Smut, Nipple play, Creampie, Overstimulation, Borderline sex, characters are underaged (17 years)

Words: 1.2k

You and Midoriya have been dating for quite some time. Now in your second year of high school, you both can’t deny the sexual tension between you both. You both haven’t tried anything yet as Izuku was too shy to instigate such a thing though he wondered about how he would feel as he fucked you with his cock. That was until Mineta and Kaminari instilled a new idea in his mind.

�� The boys were in the bath when their conversation went from something naive to something……. erotic. “Ahhh I wish I had a sexy girlfriend. Oh the things I would do with her…” Kaminari trailed off as Mineta butted in, “I would just grope her tits and-“ He was shut up when dark shadow surrounded him emitting an aura of pure malice. Tokoyami sighed and said, “I suggest you stop Mineta, or I wouldn’t be able to control him.” While Mineta was shaking like a leaf, Bakugo cockily exclaimed, “I bet you 5000 yen on the fact that Deku hasn’t done anything with (N/N) yet.” Midoriya’s eyes widened as a blush adorned his face and neck, all the way to his ears. That was when Mineta screeched, “WHAT?! YOU’RE DATING (Y/N)- CHAN AND YOU HAVEN’T TOUCHED HER YET?! THOSE FAT TITS, THICK THIGHS, DO YOU NOT HAVE ANY HORMONES IN YOUR BODY?!” Midoriya sank into the water as he was overwhelmed by the fact that he was facing a screaming Mineta, not to mention the way his cock was twitching at the lewd thoughts in his mind about you. He abruptly got up, wrapped a towel around himself while saying, “I-I’ll see you later guys. Gotta go study for my test!-“

While going up the elevator, Midoriya had a conviction in mind. He was going to ask if he could- gah. Even thinking about asking you such a thing made his ears turn red. By the time he finished contemplating, he realised he had reached your door. He took a deep breath and gently knocked, “Puppy, are you in there?” A soft ‘I’m coming’ could be heard before the sound of footsteps got louder until the door was opened. Midoriya’s next words died down in his throat as he saw what you were wearing. You were wearing a little, red, silk crop top that had one strap slipping down your shoulder. His eyes widened when they travelled down to your chest, realising that you were not wearing a bra, your perky nipples peaking out. As his eyes travelled further down, he was snapped back to reality by the sound of your voice, “Izuku? Are you okay? What?-“ Your eyes widened when you realised what you were wearing. You scrambled to go towards your closet to pick out some clothes when you heard Izuku say, “NO wait- I mean- You look good- not that you don’t usually do- I just- iwantotouchyoutonight.” You could not believe your ears. You had been waiting so long to hear this.

“Really? Are you sure?” “Y-YEAH, yeah I want to.” You chuckle at his antics as you lead him towards your bed. You make him sit him down as you straddle his lap, his face in the crook of your neck, “You can touch me all you want baby~”. You grind your hips on his clothed dick, listening to the soft whimpers that left his mouth. You take his hands as you guide his hands to take off the straps of your top. Izuku feels the drool slipping out of his mouth as you guide his hands to cup your tits. You chuckle at his antics as you wipe the drool from his chin, “You like ‘em baby boy?” “Yes m-mommy” Your eyes widen as you hear him call you mommy, a shiver went down your spine as you moaned, the sound going straight to your pussy. You let him push your top further down as you grab his chin harshly.

Izuku doesn’t have time to comprehend as you forcefully let your tongue invade his mouth, a wave of pleasure hitting him hard. Your tongues dance as you make him grope your breasts. It’s too much for him. You lay his body down as you separate your mouths, a trail of saliva connecting you to each other. You pull his shirt off and take some time to admire the scars that adorn his chilled torso, running your hands up and down his chest as you moan at the feeling. Izuku keeps his eyes on you, watching the way your body shines in the light of your nightlight. He still wonders how he got someone like you. But his train of thought is interrupted when you start sucking on his neck, small barely audible moans leaving his mouth. You start to suck bruises onto his skin, for the world to see that he was yours. You continued this same process until you reached his pelvis. Izuku whined when you sat up straight but wasn’t expecting to hear the next few words that left your mouth, “Do you want mommy to sit on your face?”

Izuku’s brain was too fucked up to form a coherent sentence so he just nodded, watching as you situated yourself over his face. You let Izuku hold your thighs as you lowered yourself onto his mouth. You moaned as soon as you felt Izuku’s warm mouth on your pussy. Izuku was determined to make you feel good. His tongue invaded your clit and pushed itself deeper into the depths of your vagina. You tugged harshly at his roots, eliciting a loud groan from him had sent vibrations up your pussy. He licked and sucked at your clit and you could feel the wave of pleasure rushing through your veins. Izuku wants in any better condition as he looked up to see your juicy tits bouncing above him, one of his hands lazily stroking his cock while the other held you in place.

“Fuck baby, right there. Fuck yeah! Such a good boy for mommy~” Izuku could feel himself being sent closer to the edge by your praises. You tugged hi hair as you felt your orgasm coming up. “Izu- Im gonna- Gonna cum-“ Your eyes rolled back to the back of your head as an earth shattering orgasm hit your body. Izuku lapped up your juices like a starved man, not letting one drop go to waste. He followed soon after with his own orgasm, leaving you both panting and breathing heavily. You felt your eyes grow wide as you felt izuku put his tongue in once again, not before him murmuring,

“I won’t stop now baby girl. Not after I know that you taste so honey sweet.”

BONUS: The next morning when Izuku took off his shirt after training in the boys locker room, he turned around to see all the boys with theirs eyes wide and mouths hanging open, staring at his bruises. Izuku just shrugged and said, “What? I just ate some honey sweet pussy last night.” This led to Iida scolding Izuku for using such vulgar language while Mineta and Kaminari screeched and cried tears of anger and jealousy.

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On Heteromorphs and Heteromorphobia (Arc XVI - XVIII, Endeavor Agency to Villain Hunt)

My thanks to @codenamesazanka for providing me a few crops this week for less fuzzy looks at background characters than I could manage working just off the Viz online catalogue. I'm hoping this posts okay, because it's about a thousand words longer than any of these have been so far, but has a lot less sub-sub-sub bullets than last week's breakdown of the CRC volume extra. Fingers crossed, and dive in, all!

The Endeavor Agency Arc (Chapters 241-252)

Chapter 245:

Another installment of Bakugou using animal terms, as he calls Hawks a spoonbill (in the Japanese, heradori, loosely meaning carefree bird). Deku asks, with some sweatdrops, if he means Hawks; Endeavor’s sidekicks just tell him he’s got moxie. One of Endeavor’s four consistently illustrated sidekicks is a big horse-like guy, though he’s by far the one who gets the least attention from the narrative; he is notably not in the panel of Endeavor sidekicks praising Bakugou’s go-getter attitude.

The Paranormal Liberation War Arc (Chapters 253-306)

Chapter 256:

Shouji is noted as having done his work study with Gang Orca. I would kill to know if they ever had a conversation about their wildly different approaches to managing their scary heteromorph image, but Horikoshi has not deigned to show us anything to that effect.

Chapter 258:

This chapter gives us the full spread of the PLF regiment advisors. While only a few of them will (as of this writing) get much to do, it’s notable that the percentage of obvious heteromorphs considerably increases at this level. The MLA leadership was, barring cosmetic things like Curious’s skin or Re-Destro’s pointed ears,[1] all quite baseline, but every single regiment has at least one obvious heteromorph in their chains of command. Indeed, a solid third of them are blatant heteromorphs,[2] which is a better percentile than, for example, the Shie Hassaikai or the U.A. staff can claim. It makes sense, given the obvious problems with restricting unlicensed quirk use to the home, that the MLA would attract a disproportionate number of heteromorphs, but the full extent of this will not be apparent for some time yet.

[1] His nose I read as more an exaggeration than a trait that’s specifically intended to be non-human-looking, but if it is supposed to be non-baseline, it’s considerably more obvious than his ears.

[2] That is, the really obvious, extreme heteromorphs, who number seven of the twenty-one advisors. I didn’t count the R2D2 lookalike, the guy with the question mark mask, or Hose Face, who might be heteromorphs or might just be in costume, nor did I count Dabi’s #1, the spiky guy in the cabbie hat, whose concrete divergence of a pronged chin is a lot less noticeable than his being, like, eight feet tall and as broad in the chest as a particularly top-heavy wardrobe. Any of those that are heteromorphs obviously increase the ratio even more.

Chapter 259:

Our only shot to date of the gal who’s probably Natsuo’s girlfriend, who’s a heteromorph in the “mostly human but with some tertiary animal features glued on” mode; in her case, she has mouse ears and, judging by her body language, a fairly mousy demeanor. Notable for being one of the most prominent heteromorph/non-heteromorph romantic relationships in the series, which is setting the bar about a quarter-inch off the ground. Even more notable when you consider Dabi and Shouto’s willingness to sling around dehumanizing microaggressions! I will remind everyone again that Natsuo evaded the topic of his having met someone at school when Fuyumi brought it up in front of their mother back in Chapter 187; while it played at the time as just a young man being embarrassed, this chapter’s splash page makes it apparent that he had a reason to be embarrassed, and was not just that awkward about the very concept of himself in a romantic relationship. Knowing, then, that he had met someone at school, the question for the attentive reader becomes, “So why didn’t he want to tell Fuyumi and Rei about it back then, when Fuyumi gave him such a perfect opening?” At this stage, the most the reader has grounds to assume[3] is that he’s just shy, or he wasn’t quite yet at a point in his relationship with this gal that he wanted to do the whole “introduce her to my family” song and dance, especially given what someone finding out more about his family would entail! Later reveals about Rei’s side of the family will suggest a different, less benign possibility, however.

[3] I’ll go ahead and rule out the idea that Natsuo is an asshole who’s not serious about her as being obviously not in the spirit of what we know about him.

Chapter 267+268:

Mirko has the thought, “Quick as a rabbit!” when focusing on catching up to Ujiko. Later, in the midst of vigorously dehumanizing Shigaraki, she makes mention of her “rabbit survival instincts.” We saw those animal references with Hawks as well, whereas it’s not something we see as much, if ever, from people like Tsuyu or Spinner. As I suggested before, it’s easy to imagine people who have a hard time because of their appearance are more sensitive about said appearances than people who look like drop-dead gorgeous baseline humans but with a few animal features—but only as long as they’re cute or charismatic animals!—pasted on as an “exotic” touch.

Chapter 271:

Dabi addresses Hawks and Tokoyami as yakitori—grilled chicken skewers, localized as “roasted chickens.” This is less eyebrow-raising than him calling Spinner a lizard and then accusing him of being oversensitive for protesting—Hawks and Tokoyami are Dabi’s enemies, after all, and this is hot off of Hawks murdering Twice. However, it certainly doesn’t support a read I’ve periodically seen offered that Dabi Learned From His Mistake With Spinner and Resolved Not To Do It Again.

Geten calls the assembled heroes “dogs of the state.” He’s not addressing any heteromorphs specifically, and of course using “dog” as an insult against someone viewed as overly obedient to a corrupt authority has plenty of history in many languages. Still, I wonder if it’s the kind of usage that is frowned on as insensitive in some circles, similar to using e.g. “blind” to describe willful ignorance.

Chapter 278:

First spoken line delivered by Spinner’s #2, who will go on to be a key figure at the hospital attack. Even the handful of lines he gets here is extremely effective at establishing his personality—grandiose, dedicated to the cause of revolution, and a vocal rallying figure for those he leads. A few pages later, another panel will reveal him as being unusually short, likely taller than e.g. Mineta, but shorter than any of the story’s other teenagers, even the girls. This small stature, combined with the insectile legs protruding from behind his shoulders, give an early hint that we’re looking at a heteromorph, while his mask sets up the possibility that he’s concealing something about his face. Regarding the mask, it's possible that he just wears it for The Aesthetic, save that the MLA—unlike, say, the Shie Hassaikai—don't have an organizational culture towards masks, as the MLA are very geared towards hiding in plain sight, just looking like normal, average members of society. Only three out of the twenty-one advisors (give or take whatever’s going on with the R2D2 look-alike) fully cover their faces; Spinner's #2 is one of those three. It begs the question of why—a question the hospital scene will at least suggest an answer to.

Chapter 281:

Shigaraki lays out, over the course of four pages, his mini-manifesto on why he’s going to destroy Hero Society, in which he talks about how heroes have disregarded, even actively concealed, the suffering of those they couldn’t save. While his mind seems to be mainly on his own experience, we also know that he’s aware of how others like him have suffered. He’s spent months with victims of Hero Society’s repressiveness, one of whom made very clear, by means of shouting it in Shigaraki’s face, the discrimination he’d faced with no one ever coming to help him. Shigaraki knows about heteromorph discrimination the same way he knows about villain quirk discrimination and the dehumanization of criminals. His declaiming here about generations of heroic failure serves to stand in for all of that. Notably, it continues to be the case that the crowd scenes consist mainly of relatively baseline, mostly human-looking folks. Those are the ones who most enjoy protection and safety in the current system; all of two people in thirty across three crowd shots in Shigaraki’s manifesto have heteromorphic features/builds more extreme than some extraneous pointy bits pasted on, and both of those two are dressed as heroes, not civilians.

I count the big energy guy in the cape in the top panel, and the Muppet-looking guy with four arms in the bottom. Everyone in the panel I didn’t include—the one of Tenko walking through the crowd of silhouettes—is baseline-give-or-take-some-pointy-bits. We hardly ever see someone like the Sludge Villain or Shouji, or hell, even Tokoyami, in these crowd scenes as everyday civilians, and the conclusion is, inescapably, that it’s because the present-day society doesn’t accept people like that as everyday civilians.

Note, here, how Endeavor responds to the accusation that heroes ignore the pain of those they can’t save—he takes a breather while Shigaraki rambles and then immediately resumes his attack, not seeming to register for even a second that this could be an opening to talk, to de-escalate, even if only as a stalling tactic to let Aizawa get a blink in, to buy the evacuation more time, to give his compatriots that little bit more time to recover. He’s clearly written off Shigaraki’s words the moment Shigaraki started talking, and no one with him seems to have done any different, not even Midoriya Izuku. This kind of thing is distressingly common in the series: the heroes have absolutely nothing to say about societal inequality, right up until a victim of it turns up acting criminal, at which point the dialogue goes from the stone silence of complicity to the moral scolding of, “This is going too far.”

Chapter 297:

The Tartarus jailbreak chapter brings us Shishikura’s father scoffing at the idea that Gigantomachia could be called human, referring to him instead as, “A disaster on legs, or a wild beast. Just like the rest of the animals we’ve got locked up here.” He goes on to say that “disgusting beings” like the Tartarus prisoners only managed to blend in with society for as long as they did because, “Quirks have warped our standards for humanity.” This is clearly mostly a villain bias issue—with the exception of Kurogiri, all of the villains shown on the page of this dialogue are relatively baseline, with transformation or emitter-style quirks. All the same, it’s worth noting that he repeatedly associates villains with wild animals, dehumanizing them in ugly, startlingly explicit terms. It begs the question: What are Shishikura’s father’s standards of humanity? What is he suggesting his society tolerates that pre-Advent society would not have? I would guess that his beef is with those he views as lacking the self-control or moral standards to refrain from villainy,[4] but rather than just say that, he instead goes to turns of phrase invoking the bestial. I suspect that deterministic rhetoric like his is not uncommon as justification for both anti-heteromorph discrimination and the bias against villains.

[4] This guess is based on his wording, what we know about his son’s personality, and the worldbuilding lore that the crime rates shot up with the advent of quirks and never went back down to pre-Advent norms. The crime rate issue in particular would be highly visible in a society that prided itself on being as peaceful as Japan does in the real-world modern day.

I will note that, of the six people we see making breakouts who we weren’t already acquainted with—five nameless figures and one Lady Nagant, at the time a new face—four of them are visibly, obviously heteromorphic.

The three in the foreground are quite distinct, and the one at the far back looks like he fits the bill as well. Only the one to Moonfish’s immediate left looks baseline, likely an emitter.

The guards, of course, are baseline to a man, with the only exceptions being Gyges and Briareos, who, judging by their costumes, are hero-licensed, not normal wardens.

Chapter 298:

The Central Hospital staff start getting introduced. In much the same way as the police force has a relatively high rate of animal-type heteromorphs in speaking roles,[5] Central Hospital is full of Super Mario Bros. joke characters. This is mostly a silly in-joke at the time, but Dr. Yoshi here will be back to serve as a deeply exasperating, bad faith gotcha during the hospital attack.

[5] The rando guys with riot shields are always hella baseline, but there are, by my count, six recurring roles in the police cast: Tsukauchi, Tsuragamae, Sansa, Gori, and two unnamed men I suspect to be with the National Police Agency (the one who tries to get Nedzu to call off the Cultural Festival and the one with the HPSC President in the scene where she’s giving Hawks his League infiltration assignment). Half of these are heteromorphs.

Chapter 299:

Hawks's dad, whose little elbow winglets prefigure his son's full wings, has a lament about how he could have been, “free as a bird!” There's no animal reference in the Japanese text.

I brought up a panel back in the Kamino arc to demonstrate that there was a higher incidence than usual of heteromorphs in an area that was meant to come off, visually, as somewhat seedy. While there’s always some element of randomness to that sort of thing—I assume the background extras are usually drawn by Horikoshi’s assistants, not the man himself—we see the same thing in the subway station Tomie takes baby Hawks to after they leave home.

Note how run-down the place looks, with cracked floor tiles, dingy walls, and equipment piled up in the open, then note how at least three, maybe four, of the five people in the foreground have heteromorphic features.

Chapter 300:

Dr. Toad at Central Hospital, who will show up in a flashback in the hospital raid that is barely less obnoxious than Dr. Yoshi’s appearance.

Chapter 301:

While not immediately connected to heteromorphobia, this chapter establishes that Rei’s family, the Himura, were once prestigious and much-storied, but had fallen on hard times by the time they were approached by Endeavor about a quirk marriage. The easy assumption for why Rei’s parents are so okay with the arrangement is that they were just that desperate for money, but in retrospect, a quirk marriage was far more sane and normal than what their family had been doing for generations!

Chapter 303:

Hawks mentions Spinner in his accounting of the problems facing Team Hero. This makes him rather unusual—All Might, for example, will later repeatedly fail to mention Spinner in similar situations, though it’s unclear whether that’s because All Might genuinely doesn’t believe Spinner to be a threat or whether All Might is trying to avoid bringing up the brewing race riot enormous mob consisting of members of a long-oppressed minority group, in hopes of keeping his students away from it.

Chapter 306:

I’ve avoided bringing him up until this point because his hero costume makes it very hard to tell if his neck is just a mildly caricatured feature like Re-Destro’s or if it really is covering up a non-baseline feature, but Best Jeanist’s outfit at the press conference is the place to start if you want to make an argument for him having a heteromorphic feature.

If he is a heteromorph, Jeanist covers it up extremely well, to the point that I’ve never seen anyone outside my chat group even raise the possibility that he might be! But that is part of his whole modus operandi, isn’t it? To keep up the appearance of things, to present an unassailable image of heroes, even when they’re running themselves ragged, because that’s what he believes the public needs? Here we see Shouji’s decision about masking himself taken to its logical extreme—being so invested in a harmonious appearance that doesn’t disturb anyone that he doesn’t even register as non-baseline to begin with. I’m very fond of Jeanist, mind you, and I love his awareness of surface and veneer—he feels like someone who has made a conscious, considered, moral decision to uphold the system, a decision he’s given far more thought to than fellow heroes who never get past, “How do I want to present myself to the public?” to the question of, “Why do I believe this presentation is the correct moral choice?” But that veneer is, as the endgame has gone to some efforts to explore, not sustainable for anyone. (Would that Shouji were taking notes.)

The Villain Hunt Arc (Chapters 307-328)

Chapter 310:

This chapter brings us the attack on the giant woman.[6] While the three men—all baseline, all using support goods rather than whatever their own quirks are—attacking her seem to be doing so out of fears that she’s a villain, not explicit hatred for heteromorphs, this is very clear heteromorphobia nonetheless. There’s absolutely nothing about the Ordinary Woman that suggests that she’s remotely villainous—not her attitude, not her dress, not even something like a punky haircut! The only reason to distrust this woman’s intentions is suspicion of her height, her claws, her vulpine face—in other words, her status as a heteromorph. The only other thing remotely dubious about her is that she was out after dark—but of course, so were the men hunting her! Note here the woman’s strong implication that she was attacked before she ever reached a shelter. She says she thought to take shelter at a hero school and, somewhat haphazardly, left her home in the night. She doesn’t finish the sentence, trailing off before apologizing, but it’s plainly nighttime when Deku rescues her, and, by her own words, she’s still in her own town. The story isn’t finished with her yet, and what happens to her next is tied to her experience at the shelter she was trying to reach.

[6] As yet unnamed due to some misguided idea Horikoshi has about keeping her an everywoman; even in her character profile, she’s just the Ordinary Woman.

Deku unthinkingly commits what reads to me as a fairly egregious microaggression here,[7] suggesting that the men who attacked the Ordinary Woman were probably just as afraid as she was of the recent chaos. They were just understandably afraid, so, you know, it’s not really their fault that they viciously attacked you, an obviously terrified innocent woman! You just look so scary!

[7] Though I don’t get the impression Horikoshi registered it.

The two discuss wanting things to “go back to normal.” Normal, in Ordinary Woman’s experience, means not getting attacked right out in the streets of her own town, but it’s worth thinking about how little it took to prompt that attack, and thus to ask how abnormal such violence truly is. As we will find, there are parts of the country that didn’t at all need a slide into lawlessness for an attack like this to be horrifically, appallingly “normal.”

Banjo compares the current circumstances to those around the time of the Advent—darker days in which people lived holding their breaths, trying not to stand out. This phrasing is not exclusive to heteromorphs; even something as simple as being on your own can make you “stand out” as a target, and we know plenty of quirkless people were victimized exactly like that.[8] All the same, it’s self-evidently the case that people who don’t look like everyone else will inherently stand out, and no amount of traveling in groups or refraining from the use of their powers will change that. Lines like this don’t explicitly reference the heteromorph mass slaughters we will later be shown, but they do lay the contextual groundwork that makes those slaughters both believable and predictable. Folding that all together, the Ordinary Woman demonstrates very clearly how difficult it is, especially in times of chaos, to be a heteromorph and just be normal. And when being "normal" is so difficult, what do you do? Try to be normal, gambling that heroes will be there to save you when you’re victimized? Try to protect yourself by becoming the kind of paragon your society admires, knowing it will cost you your voice? Turn against the society that repeatedly fails to protect you, resigning yourself to a life on the run? There's no outcome that doesn't demand carrying the burden of a decision that other, “normal” people are not required to make.

[8] We know this because it’s explicitly explained as what happened to the quirkless man in the One For All dream flashback in Chapter 193.

Chapter 314:

Lady Nagant drops the ugly secret of the HPSC for Deku,[9] telling a heroic character an only very slightly more extreme version of what the reader already knew from Hawks’ duties and backstory. This is not specifically about heteromorphs (though the face we most visibly see her murdering is one), but it does point to the possible difficulties in organizing serious movements to agitate for changes to the current system. The HPSC is so firmly convinced that the Hero System is society’s best and only defense against chaos, and thus any threats to that system can, justly, be disposed via extrajudicial assassination. What chance, then, would an activist leader have as soon as they started being disruptive enough for the HPSC to notice them?

[9] Who will do absolutely jack shit with it, and, indeed, come away from their encounter blaming her fall on AFO, somehow.

Chapter 318:

*meme voice Good For Him*

Introduces the Spinner fanboys, a pair of octopus-type heteromorphs in quite good Spinner cosplay, who will crop back up later at the hospital attack. They’re foreshadowing for the Spinner-as-representative plot, though said plot will not make 100% clear whether or not these two were inspired by Spinner on his own merits, back when he was just another member of the League of Villains, as opposed to after the PLF started pushing his image forward specifically. They’re with a small group of other heteromorphs attacking a trio of baseline folks. Deku defends the baseline group from the attack but apparently does not follow through on chasing down the heteromorphs; he just breaks it up and lets the attackers run off, perhaps feeling like panicky civilians (to whatever extent people literally wearing a wanted villain’s colors are “civilians”) are not threats he needs to facilitate the arrest of, or perhaps just conserving his energy for his big fights with AFO’s people.

Later in the chapter, we see a more abbreviated version of a similar sequence of events, save that this time, there are heteromorphs on both sides, demonstrating that the violence has not entirely broken down along baseline vs heteromorph lines. You saw this in an earlier chapter as well, with one of the people in the group confronting Endeavor being a lady with a dog head, but this is the first place you see it in an actual conflict.

I dig this kappa dude with the Shounen Main Character Guy haircut. And good on his more baseline friends for sticking with him.

This chapter also introduces Dictator, one of the Tartarus escapees singled out as sent by All For One. Dictator drives me crazy because like, okay, yes, he’s a cartoonish and ridiculous caricature of a Villain, down to his quirk name being given as Despot.[10] But I would ask the reader to look at this guy and really, really think about what life must have been like for him when he was, say, Kouta or Eri’s age.

I mean, really.

[10] Remember my thought experiment from early on about who decides what quirks are named, parents or a government official? Yeah. Who’s responsible for giving that quirk name to a four-year-old?

One thing that’s always felt telling to me about Deku’s brief exchange with Dictator here is that Dictator, in amidst a flurry of dramatic supervillain talk, says, “Taking you in will bring me security,” and Deku, Mr. Wants To Understand Villains & Save Absolutely Everyone himself, doesn’t ask, doesn’t even think, about what Dictator could possibly mean by that sentence. I know Dictator’s in the middle of controlling a bunch of people and is working for AFO and Deku’s exhausted and all—the story makes it clear that he took a turn for the more gritty and driven after Nagant quite literally blew up in his face. Still, when you compare the attempts he makes to ask questions and interact with Muscular, Overhaul and Lady Nagant—all relatively baseline when their quirks aren’t in use, and significantly more baseline than Dictator even when they are—his total incuriosity about Dictator does stand out pretty badly.

Chapter 320:

Ojirou mentions being touched by how angry at Shinsou Deku got on his behalf back at the Sports Festival. Recall that Shinsou called Ojirou a monkey back then. Is he not used to other people getting mad for his sake about that sort of thing?

Chapter 323:

Some really fascinating stuff both from and about Nedzu in this chapter. Firstly, Endeavor says that Nedzu’s contributions to “quirk morality education” have made him internationally renowned, yet I can’t help but observe that at least the first year students have not learned anything of the sort. Their classes and exercises are focused primarily on combat, with a secondary focus on teamwork in that most of their exercises see them separated into pairs or small groups. There are also special lessons that boil down to being about how to create their own distinct hero “brand.” What I cannot call to mind are any lessons on the morality of quirk use.[11] That’s not to say there’s none of that in the series at all, but the stuff that I think of is not encountered in class. The focus on dealing appropriately with injured and frightened victims, for example, comes courtesy of the license exam, while the lecture about heroes following the rules and behaving appropriately comes from Tsuragamae after the Stain incident. The remedial course with Gang Orca probably comes closest, and is technically a course, rather than an exam, but Nedzu has nothing to do with it, so it clearly can’t count. Once again, I am left to wonder when exactly Hero schools start teaching these alleged lessons in quirk-based ethics. Offscreen, or only in higher grades? It’s not a real great look, I think, that the priority is on all the cool flashy stuff and not the ethical ramifications of using your power to enact violence on people. And sure, it’s a shounen comic, so you’ve got to keep things flashy enough not to lose the readers, but it wouldn’t take more than a few dedicated pages now and again where Aizawa or Nedzu talk to students about the weight of what they’re doing. We don’t get those pages, so the discussion of quirk “morality” is largely under-explored.[12] This is, of course, not directly about heteromorphobia, but discussion of the morality of quirks would have to include the beliefs people have about quirks, which in turn affect everything about how the world deals with them: quirk discrimination, quirk counseling, the laws surrounding quirk use, the punishment for breaking those laws, and so forth. All things with significant impacts on heteromorphs!

[11] Indeed, if there were any effort from U.A. to provide morals education, you’d think Mineta would have seen some consequences for his egregious behavior ages ago.

[12] Honestly, I think the person who’s ventured the clearest moral stance on quirk use is Yoichi in his flashback, and he’s ludicrously absolutist about it, saying that quirks must only be used to help others, never for personal gain.

My Press X to Doubt response to Nedzu’s contributions to quirk morality education aside, I’m fascinated by his mini-speech that follows:

It’s a great observation of humanity from one who sits just that little bit removed from humanity, and begs a whole series’ worth of questions about Nedzu’s position and his feelings about the species his intelligence has both enabled and required him to grapple with. While he doesn’t specify exactly what sort of intolerance he has in mind, and the flow of the plot ties his words to the anti-hero sentiment amongst the civilians, we’re well past Chapter 220’s introduction of the CRC here, and have more to see yet on the treatment those with “villain” quirks are subjected to.

As one who was, himself, mistreated in a way that fundamentally would not have happened were it not for his (heteromorphic) quirk, yet whose quirk gives him a degree of insight about that very mistreatment, Nedzu is in an amazing position to opine on discrimination. I frankly wish he got way more room to do it in.

Chapter 325:

The Ordinary Woman giantess gal returns to tell us that she was turned away from several shelters because they didn’t allow heteromorphs. It’s hard to overstate how incredibly bad this is—the blatant discrimination of turning away an entire demographic during a national emergency. And not just a national emergency, but one where the actual support personnel—heroes—are going to be concentrating around the shelters, consciously electing to leave minimal aid for people remaining behind in evacuated zones. So like, when this is how bad it is, can it possibly be any kind of surprise that there’s a riot brewing, especially when there are villains stirring the pot behind the scenes?

One thing that really, really gets me is the bit where Ordinary Woman says several shelters turned her down until she made it to U.A. Remember how I mentioned that the strong implication of her original scene is that she’s still in her own city, only left her home that very night, and was attacked before she could reach a shelter? If that’s so, then what in hell happened after Deku left her with All Might? I’m so serious about this. Did All Might just take her to the nearest shelter, drop her off at the door, and then drive off, so concerned about getting back to Deku that he left before he could ensure her safety? That would reflect incredibly poorly on him, and put her right back in danger. Though it would not be the first time he prioritized his mentorship of Deku over his other responsibilities, it would still make him look so bad that I’m doubtful that was Hori’s intended sequence of events. The other possibility I see is that All Might did stay with her, driving her to a few different shelters before getting fed up and bringing her back to U.A., where he could be sure she’d be accepted. This option looks almost as bad for a totally different reason: that even in the face of a refugee delivered to them by All Might himself, with everything the country owes him and the nigh universal love and acclaim he commands amongst the populace, people would still take one look at Josei-san and turn her away. Of course, it’s also possible that I’ve just misinterpreted her initial scene, and she already had been to the several shelters, but couldn’t bring herself to tell Deku why. Her silence on the topic would be its own brand of Relevant For This Essay, particularly given Deku’s baseline state—perhaps she doubted that he would believe her, or thought he might get defensive, if she told him. That’s certainly the least awful of the options. Still, I’d maintain that the way her story is framed—the way she was traveling on foot, the time she says she left vs. the time it was when Deku found her, how unlikely I think it is that there are multiple hero school shelters in timely walking distance,[13] the fact that she’s perfectly willing to tell him about her rejections when they meet again at U.A., etc.—suggests she hadn’t made it to a shelter yet when Deku turned up, and thus either All Might got unforgivably sloppy or there were multiple government officials overseeing shelters who were willing to be gargantuan bigots right to his face.

[13] That’s if hero schools are the only shelters in use at the moment. On the one hand, that feels improbable and unnecessary to me, given that HeroAca!Japan presumably has all the same emergency shelters IRL!Japan has now, and Jeanist’s phrasing in 306 suggests that hero schools are being added to the list of designated shelters, not that they are being designated the only shelters. On the other hand, he does also say the heroes are looking to decrease the amount of area they, with their diminished numbers, have to cover, and specifically calls out hero schools' defensive capabilities and large campuses, while not independently mentioning shelters of the normal sort like I might expect if both were going to be in use. For example, he could say something like, “We are asking people to report to their local emergency shelters, and will be opening hero schools as shelters to help with the increased burden.” I invite readers to come to their own considerations on what’s more likely, but will say that if it is only hero schools being used as shelters, that obviously makes the whole “turning away heteromorphs at the door” scenario even more scandalous.

The baseline dude who’s generally been the spokesperson for the anti-let-the-kid-back-into-school crowd asks Deku if everyone can go back to their old lives after this, if they let him in to rest up. Deku, who has just been told that a woman he rescued was turned away from multiple shelters, reiterates that he and the rest of the heroes will “bring it all back.” No matter when he promises this, he will never exhibit the slightest hint of awareness about what exactly he’s proposing to return.

Chapter 327:

Bakugou makes a conscious effort to call Deku by his given name instead of the derisive nickname of their childhood. It remains to be seen whether he will follow through on that for the derisive nicknames he uses for everyone else, but for what it's worth, I have made it all the way from here up through the point at which he goes down to ShigAFO and have not had cause to jot down anything about him for the purposes of this essay yet. We'll see if he can keep it up through the epilogue!

With Deku safely passed the fuck out, Jirou—a heteromorph, albeit not a hugely visible one—is the one to say that they and the rest of the heroes can’t just bring things back the way they were; they have to make things better. Desperately wish Deku would pick up what Jirou’s throwing down here.

Chapter 328:

328 gives us some cameos of international heroes, cameos from the third movie, World Heroes Mission. The one relevant to this topic is Big Red Dot, the Singaporean hero who the wiki claims is his country's #1,[14] and who appears to be a merlion heteromorph. And like, there is so much I could say about Big Red Dot and his status as top hero and heteromorph! So much! I could talk about the merlion as a national symbol for Singapore, and how heteromorphs who just so happen to resemble local sacred/divine/fortunate animals in their regions might be treated differently compared to heteromorphs like Spinner or Shouji. I could talk about the merlion's status as tourist attraction and subject of nationalistic poetry, and how that imagological history impacts Singaporeans' feelings about the merlion as cultural icon. I could talk about the way the merlion's brand image is maintained under trademark by the country's national tourism board, and how that might relate to or impact Big Red Dot's image as a hero, particularly given that we have no idea what sort of metrics Singapore's HPSC equivalent uses to rank their heroes! I'd love to talk about that, but I'm reluctant to do more than sketch out the above outline for two reasons, both profoundly Doylist.

[14] The fandom wiki does not see fit to cite a source for this. I assume it's mentioned in the movie? Anyway, if he isn't Singapore's #1, the stuff I said is still relevant, just somewhat less pronounced.

Firstly, I read Marvel comics growing up, and I am keenly aware that a tremendously common approach taken by superhero stories dealing with heroes from outside the author's country of origin is to just theme those international heroes after famous (e.g. stereotyped) aspects of their home countries. I highly doubt that whoever came up with Big Red Dot was thinking any deeper than "Singapore = merlion, ergo Singaporean Hero = merlion hero guy".

Secondly, Big Red Dot is, first and foremost, an original character created for the anime, and the anime transparently, desperately Does Not Want To Talk About Heteromorphobia, so I highly doubt they're thinking about ways it might impact their movie OCs. Now, I know Horikoshi comes up with many of the designs of prominent characters in the movies, but I don't know how much he's involved in conceptualizing those characters. That is to say, did Studio Bones ask him for "a design for a top hero from a country of your choice, Horikoshi-sensei," "a design for the top hero of Singapore," or "a design for Big Red Dot, the merlion-themed top hero of Singapore"?

Suffice to say that if I were going to include BRD in a fanfic, I'd be full of things to say about him. For the purposes of this essay, though, I'll just raise some possibilities and then leave the reader to turn him around in their heads some and think about how he fits into the broader tapestry of the heteromorphic experience around the world.

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Come back in (probably) two weeks for what will hopefully bring this essay up through the hospital attack! We'll see after that if I want to continue on into Vigilantes or what-have-you.

#bnha #bnha meta #bnha worldbuilding #heteromorph discrimination plot #on heteromorphobia #my writing #bnha ordinary woman #ippan josei #my post button is showing now #but will it still be there if i go to edit this later #the villain origin threatens once more #which is to say i'm hoping i got the spaces right on the first try

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booksrbetterthanpeople · 1 year ago

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I'd like to see some more MHA stuff.

Well, I do have one au where Izuku is basically Cruella DeVil, and one where he’s Regina George but with green hair

Izuku DeVil

Izuku remains quirkless, but he has the personality and fashion sense of the villain, Cruella DeVil, and enrolls in Yuuei’s Support Course design department

He’s WAY more confident when dealing with his bullies back at Aldera middle school, and on top of that, the left half of his hair is white and the right half is green

Even when Izuku didn’t get his quirk, his confidence never wavered. He just took one look at a quirkist, snapped his fingers and said, “You don’t exist to me.”

Inko ADORES her son, and will always take him shopping whenever he asks

Hisashi is still around, yay! And no, he didn’t cry when his precious three-year-old son critiqued his fashion choices

With her position as his official aunt, Mitsuki often brought Izuku with her to her small but successful fashion house so he could help her critique and fix any errors in the clothes made by the young designers. The designers were not at all expecting a four year old in a Gucci suit sipping apple juice out of a fancy glass to give them fashion advice

When it was announced that Izuku was quirkless at five years old, that only scared Katsuki. Because all this time, Izuku eccentricity and natural flashiness wasn’t powered by some dormant quirk. And he’s terrified to see how it’ll progress as he gets older

Izuku does this with his outfits, a lot⬇️

He carries around a riding crop to emphasize all of his points

No one knows how he pulls off his dramatic entrances in such a secure school. When Aizawa was introducing him to class 1A as the new designer for their hero uniforms, he descended from the ceiling using an aerial acrobatics ribbon

Class 1A is also scared of him

Izuku: You all will become my personal projects.

Class 1A: …

Mina: Is it too late to run?

He adopted Neito and Shinsou on the spot. Neito shares his love of fashion, and he just kidnapped Shinsou and gave him a complete makeover. And that how friendship works

Those two are his Horace and Jasper, and help him with all of his schemes

Kyouka sings the Cruella DeVil sing every time he walks by

No one’s figured out why, but whenever Izuku sees a Dalmatian, he just stops and stares at it. His eye twitches and his hands look as if they’re trying to grab something. All it takes is a firm hand on his shoulder to snap him out of it, but no one’s quite sure why that happens

When the dorms are implemented, Izuku’s dorm gives his classmates some Gothic Victorian/Hell Hall vibes. The room is painted black with some hints of green, there’s a chaise lounge in the corner, a small canopy bed with curtains, an armoire filled with fur coats, and a sewing station with all of his materials

Katsuki often hides in the vents when Izuku is having… A moment. He urges his classmates to do the same, but they haven’t known Izuku long enough. So, they end up becoming his live mannequins

Whenever they cross paths, Izuku and Shouto just look at each other and nod. Many suspect it’s due to their similar hairstyles

Pony Tsuntori once pointed at him and screamed, “Oh my God! It’s Cruella!”

Shouto is up to his conspiracy theories again and suspects that Cruella De Vil is a quirk. Because, if people can have quirks based on animals, why can Izuku have a quirk based on a Disney villain?

Knowing his similarities to Cruella De Vil, people are terrified of the day Izuku gets his drivers license

When they watched the Cruella movie during movie night, Class 1A wondered if Izuku has a tragic backstory like the title character

The day Tooru brought a Dalmatian pup into the dorm, Katsuki flipped out

Katsuki: Why did you bring that here?! You know how Deku gets around Dalmatians! He will turn it into a fur coat!

Sero: Relax, Kats. Izuku won’t even realize it’s here.

Ochako: Besides. He’s in the 1H dorm right now.

Izuku: *From inside the dorm* I sense a familiar canine presence!

Class 1A: …

Katsuki: … HIDE THE DAMN DOG!

Mean Boy Deku

When Izuku is five and announced quirkless by his bitch pediatrician, he just rolls his eyes and goes back to sketching out some outfit ideas for his mother, saying, “Okay, and?”

Idiot: And, having no quirk means-

Izuku: Means a death sentence. I know. I can read newspapers, Tsubasa. I learned what an ignoramus was last week, and I’m sitting before a big one right now.

Inko: *Snickering*

When it’s announced by the teacher that Izuku is quirkless, the kids all want nothing to do with Izuku, and honestly, he’s fine with that. It shows who his real friends are… Which is no one, apparently. Even Katsuki is avoiding him

Izuku refused to hold his tongue. So, when the teacher tries to reprimand him for literally nothing he just says,

Izuku: Here are the five things wrong with your outfit. The sweater gives you a uniboob, that watch is too gaudy, the pencil skirt, those tacky flats, and that necklace is a desperate cry for attention. I’ll escort myself to time out, thank you.

Hisashi is a good dad in this one, too! Yay!

Izuku’s always had a bit of a mean streak, and no one is safe. Not his teacher, and especially not his classmates. He made his principal cry

When Izuku gets his first cell phone, he creates an Instagram account where he critiques the outfits of pro heroes. And one thing’s for sure, he’s extremely mean about it. But, he does gain quite a large following

At age ten, Izuku discovers the Pre-Quirk era movie, Mean Girls. He is enraptured by how Regina George and her fellow Plastics cause the other students such misery. His favorite scenes are those that involve the Burn Book

And, after a particularly bad day at school, Izuku storms into his room and pulls out a green binder he never used, along with a yearbook from last year. He cuts out a photo Tsubasa, and glues it to the first page, then writes, “Tsubasa is a moronic little brat who won’t shut his bitch mouth, and can’t do basic math to save his life.” He doesn’t stop until everyone in his class has a page

That’s Burn Book #1. In it, contained not only Izuku’s rants about the students and teachers at that sorry excuse for a school but also some secrets he’s sure they wouldn’t want to get out. What a shame that would be…

Izuku only gets more creative with his insults as he gets over, and has made about twelve students cry in one week

Inko: Sweetie, the principal called and said you got into a fight at school.

Izuku: I wouldn’t call it a fight. I simply pointed out that Daiki should invest in some cosmetics for those hideous pores of his. He’s the one who got all huffy about it.

Inko: As long as you’re using your words.

By his final year at the hell hole known as Aldera Junior High, Izuku’s own version of the burn book had become so full that he had to buy a second binder… And then a third. There was just so much to rant about the students and teachers, and he wasn’t just going to keep those thoughts to himself

Izuku: And just what the hell gave you the right to tell this entire room comprised of quirkist little shitheads about my future plans?

Idiot teacher who obviously has a perm: Midoriya, that is no way to talk about your classmates.

Izuku: Oh, so they can call me a useless Deku, use their quirks to physically assault me, and tell me to off myself on a daily basis? Favoritism at its finest, you pointy-nosed bean pole. Lemme guess, grammy was discriminated against by quirkless folk during the dawn of quirks, and now you feel the need to lash out at me? Pathetic. You feel the need to harm a child just to feel superior. Or, perhaps, you were never loved as a child due to having the weakest quirk, so you take it out on me, someone without a quirk. That’s just sadder, you perm-using fuck

~Later~

Katsuki: Take a swan dive off of a roof and pray for a quirk in your next life.

Izuku: Okay, do you want me to quote that in my letter? I’m sure my dear mother and father will love to read that their unofficial nephew told their darling son to jump off of a roof simply for being quirkless. Katsuki, if there’s two things I’ve learned it’s that my legs look gorgeous in high heels. And that, I get a kick out of seeing the world burn.

Katsuki: ...

Izuku: Here’s what going to happen, honey. I’m not going to Yuuei with you, you’re stuck at Yuuei with me. I’m going to be a living nightmare for you while I’m in the Design department. Who knows? Maybe I’ll paint your equipment my signature shade of green. That way, you can think of me… Bye! *Leaves*

~Later Again~

Izuku: Oh, like hell I’m letting you touch me. *Pulls out a bedazzled pepper spray canister and sprays it into the sludge monster’s eye for about ten seconds until All Might arrives*

All Might: Excellent work, young man! I’ve been trying to hunt them down for days!

Izuku: As if I would let that thing touch my sneakers.

All Might: Well, even so, you seem to have the true makings of a hero.

Izuku: Flattered, but I prefer to make heroes look better, outfit-wise. Quirkless Quipster, at your service.

All Might: Wait… Aren’t your the boy who tore into my Silver Age costume and called it a disaster of epic proportions?

Izuku: It had to be said, sir.

Also, Izuku makes his first friend in years! Yay! It’s Momo! Yay! They became close after Momo commissioned a gorgeous dress

When it comes time for the Support Course Entrance Exams, Izuku discovers that he has quite the fan base among the hopeful students, who surprisingly don’t have a problem with him being quirkless

Power Load: ‘Cause in the Support Course, we don’t take kindly to quirkism

Now, according to some, Power Loader doesn’t have an “Eye for fashion,” so Midnight will be handling Izuku’s entrance exam (Which he passes)

So now, he's going to Yuuei. And Inko couldn't be more prouder. She gets so drunk, that she screams over the balcony for everyone to hear, "HEY, BITCHES! MY BABY GOT INTO YUUEI! SO, SUCK IT, FUCKERS!"

Hisashi: That's my pretty wife.

When it's announced that Izuku's going to Yuuei, Katsuki is having none of that and corners him in an alley after school while his lackeys keep watch. He threatens Izuku into rejecting his application, but Izuku is having none of it, and gracefully tells him to fuck off

So, Katsuki grips the sides of his head and activates his quirk. Before he can storm off, Izuku grabs his wrist and forces Katsuki to look him in the eye as his hair singes

Izuku: Transfer to Shiketsu. Transfer to Ketsubutsu. No one at Yuuei is going to let you play their reindeer games.

When he heads back home, Izuku shapes his hair into an undercut style. And when that's over with, he pulls a Regina George and puts his name in Burn Book #2

~The Following Week~

Izuku: *Crying* I-I found this in the bathroom, Tamaka Sensei. It says all sorts of horrible things about the students, teachers... You.

Idiot Principal: *Flips through the pages* What does this say? "Akido Hana is a..."

Izuku: Pasty snitch.

But, he didn't stop there. Izuku had made several copies of each page in the Burn Book and left them all over the hall for the students and teachers to find when the bell rang. Now, imagine that scene from the movie, but with destructive quirks

Izuku calls the police in tears and begs for them to come quickly as the school descends into chaos. He just walks out with a smile on his face

Aldera got shut down, police are investigating the Burn Book, and will be on their way to making many arrests until eventually, they just shut down the entire school district

During the first week of school at Yuuei, Izuku's first assignment was to watch the Battle Trials from the observation room and make ten critiques for each outfit. Instead, he has ten pages for each outfit. Actually, he has fifteen for Katsuki. Nedzu is impressed, and Power Loader is afraid

When Aizawa introduces him to the class and explains that they will all be a part of Izuku's design project, Izuku makes it very clear that the only person he likes is Momo. The rest? He doesn't like or trust... Yet. He's especially not fond of the "Bakusquad" that's starting to form. To him, they're just the Yuuei versions of Katsuki's lackeys

Uh, what else?... Neito, Mei, Momo, and Shinsou are his most trusted allies

Neito has full access to Burn Book #4, Izuku and Momo give Shinsou a much-needed makeover, and Mei gets a kick out of making Katsuki's gauntlets the same green as Izuku's hair

#BNHA #BNHA au #izuku midoriya #boku no hero academia #my hero acedamia #ask me stuff #answered ask

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mellowmin · 1 year ago

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Lmao I'm on a fnaf frenzy sorry not sorry

But I was just thinking who in mha would be good for a watch party and these are my thoughts so far:

FNAF Movie Spoilers ahead!

• Jirou is a casual enjoyer, got into the fandom because of the music lol so she loves The Living Tombstone and wants to see if they'll make it to the movie's soundtrack. Her fave song would be I got no time (not bc its my obsession at the moment or anything lol what).

She would put on an all black outfit with striped sleeves and leg warmers, do some loosely puppet inspired make up and call it a day.

• Tokoyami bc of course, come on. Look at him -a horror kid and a theater kid at the same time- he can't not like fnaf come on dude like.

His fave game would probs be Fnaf4 or maybe a fanmade like TJOC or Jr's.

What I'm still debating on is whether or not he would dress up for the movie (maybe like a securitiy guard or like puppet?? Or perhaps he'd just wear a formal suit Idk)

• Shinsou also just gives me the vibe, but I feel like he'd be a little more interested in the lore than the games, like he would play the easier ones but the more stressful games? Lol no he'll just watch Mark suffer for him. Thinks Security Breach sucks though.

He'd be one of those people complaining about the fort scene but Deku shuts him up real fast on that one (THEY'RE KIDS SHINSOU THE GHOSTS ARE LITTLE CHILDREN AND BESIDES IT'S RELATED TO THE PLO-)

Would dress up as either grunge or cunty purple guy

• DEKU OMG DEKU DUDE. A HARDCORE FAN. He's Mathew Patrick's no1 follower, probably follows every single one of his channels and is basically just a matpat 2.0 when it comes to making theories to be honest.

He's consumed every single piece of fnaf media possible and goes crazy analyzing every single detail on this film. I feel like talking/ranting/gushing to him ab this movie would be so much fun (but you have to be somewhat well-versed in the lore lol).

Screams through 60% of the movie, whether it is from goddamn Balloon Boy or from excitement. Will rewatch it any time he has the chance to.

Also he'd probably like the super complicated games like Fnaf2, Sister Location or UCM on all max lol. Would dress up but keep it lowkey (like a brown shirt, a little hat and Freddy ears omg what a cutie)

• Maybe Kaminari? But I feel like he'd only play Security Breach or the roblox versions of the games lmao.

He'd simp hard for Vanny/Vanessa while still being scared shitless of her chases. Other than that he'd probably rather just watch his friends play the games from a safe distance (and with the lights on). Simps hard for both Mike and Vanessa in the movie lol (maybe Afton too? Who knows).

In it for the memes 100%, he WILL start singing 'harr harr harr harr harr' in the theater at any point in the movie if he's not supervised.

Would dress up either matching deku or as toy chica (and I mean obnoxious game-accurate make up, hot pink booty shorts, a crop top and the apron- only because they told him he wasn't allowed in the theater without a shirt on)

That's it lmao but you can add anything in the tags/comments

#fnaf #fnaf movie #bnha #mha #mha hcs #midoriya izuku #shinso hitoshi #tokoyami fumigake #jirou kyouka #kaminari denki

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devilherself666 · 2 years ago

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Chapter 9! (BAKUTODODEKU X READER MAIFA AU!)

~three months before~

"So what is your plan for getting past those guys?" Todoroki asked. I laughed and looked at Bakugou and Todoroki. "Live bait." I smirked. Deku nodded. "Good idea!." He spoke. "Hey!" Bakugo yelled. I laughed. "Come on guys, you have to create a devison!" I sighed. "What do you want us to do? Dress in drag and do the haul?" They asked at the same time, me and Deku looked at them. "OH COME ON!" Bakugo yelled, throwing his hands up.

We were out at a steakhouse, where hawks and Dabi were last seen. We have been looking since we got the plan out there. Find them and find out what my brother was hiding. Bakugo and Todoroki tied their shirts into crop tops and walked out into the open swaying their asses, Deku couldn't take his eyes off. "Hey hot shot, we're going to go." I huffed and he sighed as he nodded. We walked behind the men and got into the steakhouse, but it wasn't any steakhouse, it was a hit men one. A lot of people come here to hire one but it costs an arm and a leg just to get in. Reason me and Deku snuck in. "Should we just ask around?" I asked and he shook his head.

He looked around and then back on me. "They are not gonna tell us, for their own safety, they don't trust no one." He spoke and I looked at him. "So what do we do?" I ask. "Listen, there will be one person that talks shit about one of them, not far long." He huffed and I nodded. They don't trust outsiders? How can they tell I am not a hitman? Do they have a certain look? I asked myself so many questions I didn't know was a thing. I looked at deku and smiled. "You know, you are the number one mafia leader, you could just scare it out of them?" I asked and he looked at me, like I had two heads. "They don't know what I look like, and I like it that way." He huffed and I smirked as I looked around and saw a door. I walked over to it and it was a dark room. "Perfect, Izu." I spoke slightly and he walked over and smirked. "You are smart and beautiful." He spoke softly and I blushed. "Shh." I huffed and dragged someone into the room and deku stood in the corner holding my waist to his.

"Do you know hawks and dabi?" Deku asked in a scary voice and honestly it was hot to me. "Why would I tell you?" The guy huffed. "Because I'm Deku." He growled in my ear and I felt shivers down my spine to my core and sighed. "O-oh." He stuttered. "Tell me." He growled again and I felt the breathing on my neck. I wanna move, I was getting hot. "They were here about an hour ago, they came in and ordered a hit man for someone named Y/n." He sighed. "And?" He huffed. "Oh no, no one took the offer, y/n and her brother are crazy, and they are survivors no one can kill them." He shivered and I smirked, the fear I gave them felt good.

Deku looked at the guy and growled and I sighed, the guy looked at us trying to focus. "They say anything else?" deku asked and the man sighed. "They said something about a forbidden place, said they will be back in three months to try again." He spoke and deku growled. "You are free to go." I spoke and pushed me out of the closet and sighed breathing. "What's wrong darling?" He growled, pinning me to the wall. "Nothing." I huffed. He looked down at me, I could see those green eyes glowing in the dark and my whole body shivered. "I think you like my growling, and working voice or those wiggles was something else." He chuckled and I blushed. I didn't even know I was rubbing my thighs together.

"I was not." I huffed and he looked down and put his face closer. "Lying is bad y/n." He growled. I gulped and looked away and he pulled my face to face him. Right when I felt like we were about to kiss the door opened. "Finally." Bakugo huffed and Deku glared at him and I shivered and looked at Bakugo. "Thank you." I sighed to him.

I just met him. Why am I trying to kiss him? Is he hot? Yes. Would I kiss him? Yes. Would I date him? Most definitely. I don't even know this man and he already has me wrapped, but I have a connection with Todoroki right?

Bakugo and Todoroki started to follow us and we walked back to the base. "What are we supposed to do for three months?" Deku asked angrily. I sighed "we wait, all we can do." I sighed. He looked at me and Todoroki looked at me and Deku. I smiled at him to assure him but what am I assuring him on? Deku sighed. "You are right. Todoroki to my office for a self-employed meeting." He growled and that didn't sound like his working voice, something was off. Me and Bakugou walked away and he looked at me. "They are gonna fuck." He spoke. I looked at him shocked. "What do you mean?" I asked and he looked at him and sighed. "I mean me, Icy-Hot and that nerd are in a relationship, and Deku takes his anger out on Todoroki with sex most of the time, only needs me when he doesn't feel like being a top." Bakugo huffed and me and my mouth fell open. So Todoroki and Deku both tried to make a move on me and they are all dating each other? What the hell is this mess?

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#mha bakugou #mha deku #bakudeku #mha #todoroki shouto #bakugo x you #bakugou katsuki #todobaku #bakutodo #mha boys #todobakudeku x reader #bakugou x fem!reader #maifa au #bakugo katsuki #bakutodo x reader #x reader #mha x reader #y/n

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shxtodxroki · 2 years ago

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Hi! So I did send a request but I kinda realized that it was an annon request and I'm not sure if you do those since I didn't see it when I was looking for your rules? Or how old you would prefer but I'm 18.. Also I was sleep deprived as hell and half asleep while writing it soo I don't really remember what it says, I mean I vaguely do but mostly not so I'm going to re-write it! If that's okay of course do not feel pressured to do this or not it's chill if you don't want to. And this is just and ask for MHA matchup just preferably not bakugo or deku I'm very open to side characters like sero or shoji I'm also bi 🏳️‍🌈

Appearance: im a 4'9 Latina girl she/her Curly Dark hair that reaches mid back, I almost always have my hair up in some kind of way. I like my hair down but I feel like I look wierd with it down at the same time? So I only have it down around people I really like. I have dimples, round glasses I need but lose all the time, some tats on my arm Many beauty marks all over my legs and arms and three on my face that I like, big ass Dark eyes with decent lashes, button nose, and I'm fit? I have a pear body because I have a big but and bumper car thighs :( and I dress colorful, kinda retro. Big Chunky earrings and sneakers, bell bottoms and mom jeans with flowers embroidered on, colorful eyeliner, Colorful tube tops or crop tops or just like an oversized shirt, messenger bags, varsity jackets, and if my hair is down head scarfs ( like a bandana not hijab although hijab is really pretty too) and I do have an affinity for oversized hoodies.

Personality: Im a Sagittarius! Mbti- Enfp, Hufflepuff, My fav color is orange and my favorite flower is a marigold. I'm usually a very rational person I don't go into a situation guns blazing and I examine absolutely everything before jumping in, after a brief period of Examining however I'm completely different I'm loud, energetic, Creative, playful, social, bubbly, silly, Assertive, dramatic, very affectionate and loving, and sickeningly sarcastic. I would rather get trampled on by elephants than make someone mad or disappointed but I will not tolerate being treated like shit by people I don't know and will be able to hold my ground. I'm good at arguing but I'm always willing to admit I'm wrong and dont love doing it. I'm a peace keeper who hates when other people fight so I help whoever is fighting work out their issues so everything is good again :) but I have punched people before for my brother so I'm not afraid of violence I just don't like drama or people being mad. Im an adrenaline junkie and love doing stupid shit like playing chicken in the street and trying new stuff. I'm adaptive and have many friends from different places and social groups and I'm like a chameleon, I adapt to those who are around me. I'm always smiling or laughing or joking or at least trying! I'm a busy bee! I hate staying still and not doing anything. I love going outside or going out in general I am a full blown extrovert! Im pretty playful and childish but Im a perfectionist and want to be the best at everything I do, very competitive. I'm very talkative and accidentally ramble or repeat myself. Im a hopeless romantic, I believe absolutely everyone has a someone and I like the kissing in the rain and little picnics or chilling at home to watch a really dumb movie. I love joking around getting others to laugh! I like having inside jokes or little personal moments and I take a lot of pics all the time. My friends have told me I'm very comforting and helpful when they are panicking and I've always liked that I work great under pressure. I can run solely off the serotonin of 1 compliment for week. I'm low-key a neat freak. My friends and family say I'm a bright light and it makes me really happy they feel that way. I value family and friends above all else. I am more than happy to give up an opportunity given to me so a Friend could have it. I'm a ball of energy who has a lot of love to give. And finally my love language is giving gifts and physical touch when I make a friend that is really close I make paper origami butterflies in their fave colors to give them, I make food or give people snacks to show love and I like getting that stuff in return. I'm not huge on PDA but as long as we aren't full on making out or cuddling in public we good 😊 I just get embarrassed sometimes. But I love giving hugs and kisses and I tell people I love them all the time.

Interests/likes: I love reading, writing, running, drawing, anything to with getting lost in my own world. I kayak, surf, swim, workout out and love decorating, I love to play sports like cross country and volleyball and music is amazing (concerts are my favorite thing ever) I like screaming the lyrics to my fave songs, I have fake plants cause I can't remember to keep real ones Alive and and I have two fur babies biscuit the tabby cat and Poco the Border collie. I babysit young kids all the time, I like playing in mud or getting into mud wars (me and my brother and some neighbors did it all the time when we were younger) I love coffee and tea (Ik such a surprising and original trait to have) but it taste great so I like curling up with a romance novel listening to rain out side with tea and some quiet music playing. I like star gazing or doing late night shinanagins. I'm a bit of a shopoholic when It comes to clothes 😅

Dislikes: DOLLS (I fucking hate them) being sick, being underestimate, being pitied or helped, axe body spray, dancing (not a hate but just something I can't do for the life of me.) And finally my laugh, it's not like a cute little one, no its a loud obnoxious annoying one, I laugh a lot but I'm very self conscious about it.

Bad stuff: I seem happy and energetic all the time but I'm really not, I'm tired and feel like shit but I cannot stand asking for help, ever. Unless I'm actively bleeding out I won't ask for help and even then I'll try to drive myself to the hospital first, I'm stubborn and procrastinate a lit, I will work myself so hard on being the best till I break and can't function anymore. I'm very fidgety When I'm stressed I tend to hit myself or pull my hair. I can get very overstimulated or triggered and will get very quiet and curl up and that is a cue I need to leave or get anxiety meds but I need someone to hold me for a good minute or I'll dissociate. I have a hard time letting my feelings out because I feel like I have to be bright and happy all the time to keep others happy and safe it'll eventually build up to the point I break and all my self poison comes out. some days I struggle with my mental disorders so bad I just need love and to be told I'm pretty, which sounds stupid and vain but anorexia and body dysmorphia is not fun and that's the simplest way to help. I have depression, anxiety, PTSD, ADHD and anorexia. Sometimes the happy version of me is to much and I have to take a break and lay down and just have a day with my significant other without people in a space where I'm okay to cry I need people to not freak out when I'm not a ball bursting with energy and just want to sit down and play crash bandicoot, it doesnt mean im mad I just need to recharge!! And I still love everyone just as much even when I'm having a horrible day but I need to know it's okay to be shy sometimes.

I'm sorry this is so long, I again have a habit to ramble but just know your a great writer and I love your stuff! (No this isn't me kissing up) and if you don't want to write this it's perfectly fine, thank you for even reading it, I remember the first time I sent the request I was feeling really overwhelmed and I'm sorry that I'm still a bit overwhelmed so if any of what I wrote was triggering I'm very deeply sorry and I hope you have a good day I just can't pay for therapy and prepping for college is stressful.

Hi hi there, first of all thank you for being so sweet in your request and for the compliments on my writing, it really means a lot to me :) Second of all, I already said most of this when I messaged you before so I'll try not to repeat myself much, but you don’t need to apologize at all, for rambling or for feeling overwhelmed. I appreciate how cautious you are, but I don’t mind being a place to vent if you guys ever need it, so your request was perfectly fine. :] I hope you enjoy your match-up, thank you again for being so kind and for giving me so much information to work with because it really helped! :D

I’d Match You With:

Mezo Shoji! :D

Reasoning:

I swear I already had him picked out for you even before you sent your most recent request lol, when I saw that you were open to side characters and read through your request my mind immediately went to Shoji! He seems like the type of boyfriend who would be good to you and who could give you the love you need, he’d be able to meet your needs and show you the love and care you deserve <3

Headcanons About Your Relationship:

- Shoji knows you typically have your hair up, and his dupli-arms are perfect for doing your hair so he loves helping you out and styling your hair if you’re willing to let him <3 It’s not something he has a lot of experience in, so you’ll have to help and guide him through things a bit whenever he’s trying out a new hairstyle for the first time, but he catches on quickly and loves doing your hair for you once he does <3

- He also likes tracing his fingers delicately along the lines of your tattoos, or tracing lines between your beauty marks like constellations <3 he thinks they’re all so beautiful and this is one of the more subtle ways he likes to show affection to you, sometimes he’ll even press gentle pecks on your beauty marks if the two of you are alone and he's feeling extra affectionate

- Shoji will give you all his oversized hoodies to wear without you even needing to ask because he knows you love them, and it makes his heart flutter whenever he sees you wearing them out in public <3 He’s too shy to initiate much PDA in public, so he likes when you wear his hoodies while you’re out because he gets to show off his beautiful girlfriend without being too obvious about it at the same time

- Shoji absolutely hates arguing with you, so he makes sure he never gets to the point where you even have to snap at him or escalate things. He knows you’re more than willing to stand your ground and he's glad you're willing to call him out when necessary, and he’s always very receptive when you tell him you’re upset with him because he wants to resolve the issue and improve upon his weaknesses so that he doesn’t hurt you in any way. He’s very good at receiving and adapting to any concerns you have, so arguments never really escalate between the two of you

- Shoji’s definitely much more introverted in comparison to you, but you’re able to compromise in your relationship so that both of your needs get met <3 As long as you’re willing to give him a bit of time to himself/in the house to recharge (which he knows you also need on occasion, so this works out well for both of you), he’s happy to go out with you and your friends with you as well, although you’ll typically be leading the conversions with occasional additions from him as he gently squeezes your hand for reassurance

- Shoji definitely gets pretty shy when it comes to doing romantic gestures for you, but he’s also a very romantic guy despite his nerves so he fulfills all your cheesy romance dreams :> Walking you home after a date as rain gently falls around the two of you and eventually leaning in to press a tentative kiss to your lips (and taking care of you if you end up getting sick later lol), setting up cute little picnic dates, he’s the most romantic boyfriend you could ever ask for even if he’s shy about it

- Shoji’s big on subtle physical touch, especially hugs when the two of you are alone :D He constantly has at least one arm wrapped around you if he’s not holding you completely, with all of his arms. However, he’s much more shy when it comes to kisses ^^ He really likes them though, he’s just too nervous to initiate most of the time so you may have to initiate more often than not if you want kisses from him lol

- Shoji definitely seems like the type of person who really enjoys concerts as well, and as the two of you have been together for a longer period of time his music taste starts to blend with yours, so he frequently gifts you concert tickets so the two of you can go see your favorite bands/artists together <3 He definitely brings earplugs for himself to protect his ears a bit, too, and a pair for you as well if you want them!

- Shoji absolutely adores the sound of your laugh, he knows that you’re self conscious about it so he doesn’t want to draw too much attention to it or make you feel insecure in any way, but occasionally when the two of you are alone and he makes you laugh he tells you how much he adores the sound of you laughing, and how much it warms his heart to see the person he loves the most so happy <3

- Once you feel comfortable enough in your relationship to open up with Shoji about your mental health struggles, he tries his absolute best to support you in every way you can <3 And he makes sure that you know that he never thinks that you're stupid or vain or upsetting him in any way by needing his support (because you're not, you're just struggling and can't fight all on your own which is more than understandable), he just wants to do whatever he can to lessen your struggles because he loves you <3 Whenever he sees that you’re struggling he’ll find a way for you to take a mental health day if at all possible. He’s happy to just stay at home with you all day so you don’t feel any pressure to act happy or bubbly, and he’s willing to either cuddle you or give you space depending on what you need. He’ll happily spend the whole day pampering you and telling you how gorgeous you are and just how much you mean to him/how thankful he is to have you, even going as far as to explain every reason why he loves you as much as he does. He just wants to do whatever he can as your boyfriend to help you work through your struggles <3

Song For Your Relationship:

Unconditionally by Katy Perry :)

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Ultra Black

Chapter Two

Link for chapter one: https://www.tumblr.com/hostagex/711808433397104640/ultra-black

Izuku knew that the newest project he took on was going to be a rough one. His current client reached out to him asking for a large black and gray realism piece on his entire upper back of an eagle flying over a canyon. He knew he could do it, that wasn’t the issue. The issue was that it was going to take at least three sessions, each being roughly 6 hours long in length, and any tattoo that long was going to do a number on his body.

People always think tattooing is an easy and a fun job. ‘It’s just drawing a picture on someone right?’ Wrong. It takes a certain amount of skill and precision that not everyone is born with. Hell, even some artists don't have that talent. Spending hours upon hours in one position, making sure the needle doesn't accidentally fray away from the outline, and God forbid the client moves from pain or from needing a break from the position they were in. After long projects like this, Izuku takes a week long break from the shop to recover and recoup. Being your own boss sure has its perks sometimes.

“Hey ‘Zuku, you in there?” He hears from the doorway of the drawing room. Breaking from his concentration on sketching up the design, Izuku looks up to see Himiko, the artist who has had a spot in Ultra Black longest and who just so happened to be his closest friend.

He met Himiko Toga when the shop first opened its doors and was looking for artists. They showed up one brisk winter morning wearing nothing but a crop top and sleep shorts, toting their portfolio in an old Trader Joe’s bag. Upon meeting them and seeing their work, Izuku hired them instantly. At the time, they were the only other artist in his freshly opened shop. Himiko’s portfolio was all over the place. Sporting some trash polka pieces, a few new school tattoos, and even a couple beautiful portraits. But their favorite style, and subsequently what they excelled at was intricate geometric-style tattoos. Somehow, this eccentric, wild-child of a human was able to get so uber-focused and create some of the most complex pieces Izuku had ever seen.

Realizing he was being talked to, Izuku sighed and set down his Apple pencil and locked his iPad. Turning around, he looked up at his friend just to see a concerned look on their face. “What’s up ‘Zuku? I know that look. You’re working too hard, bud.” Himiko kicked off the doorframe and walked over to their boss slash friend, proceeding to rub his shoulders. Izuku let out a deep groan and leaned into the touch.

“It’s nothing new Himiko. Just the same shit different month. Client comes in with a massive tat expecting fifty things put into one job and then hoping for it to get done within a short period of time.” He lightly shoved off the other artist's hands and turned over, grabbing their hands and giving them a light, loving kiss on their knuckles. “Thank you for caring about me though. It’s just the job. Everything will go back to normal once it’s done and I get my break.” Izuku said, rubbing Himiko’s knuckles with his thumbs. Himiko let out a huff of laughter and raised one of their brows.

“Oh is that it? One of Deku’s infamous week long benders? What will it be this time? A week long fuck-fest in an AirBnB somewhere in the middle of no where or your naked ass scaring my precious dog-child by not moving for over 72 hours on the couch?” They asked coyly.

Izuku gave then a mock look of shock, took his hands away and flipped them off, turning around in his chair and unlocked his iPad to get ready to continue the drawing. “Oh don’t be like that dummy. You know I only care about you! I just don’t want you to get hurt or for anything to happen. Just see where I’m coming from for a second?” They ask, hoping up on the table, legs swinging beneath them. Izuku looked up and set his head in his palm.

“Yeah I know. I just… you know I need my breaks when I get a big project like this. Whether that be with a couple hookups or vegging out on the couch, I need some way to release.” Himiko took his other hand and squeezed it.

“I know that you idiot. I just want you to be careful. If you’re going to fuck a couple rando’s then more power to you! Lord knows I’ve done that. I just ask that you do a bit of investigating before doing anything? You remember what happened last time you had one of these weeks?”

Oh how could he forget? The first guy he found off Tinder he took up to a private AirBnB and upon getting there, the guy asked him for a couple free tattoos. And when Izuku subsequently said no, the man got aggressive. Izuku had to take out his pocket knife and threaten to use it against him if he didn’t leave immediately. Thankfully, he got the message and left. Izuku, not feeling safe whatsoever, drove back to his apartment and spent the week on and off crying and being volatile towards anyone who reached out to him. In the end, Himiko came over, heard Izuku out through tears and snot, and held him for a few hours until he fell asleep.

“I know. That won’t happen again. I just…I know this is going to be a hard one and I’ll need some me time.” He looked up at his closest friend and smiled softly. “I’ll be safe, I promise. Besides, I always have you to fuck someone up if I need you too right?” Izuku said with a chuckle.

Himiko gave him a sad smile. “Damn right you do bud.” They reached over and gave his shoulder a final squeeze before jumping down from the table and padding over to their own designated drawing area. Just as Izuku was about to continue his work, the bell on the counter of the reception desk chimed..

“I’ll get it. You keep working, boss!” Himiko said, a smile on their lips. Izuku nodded and threw a corresponding smile their way.

He went back to his work, shading a certain section of the eagle when he heard a gasp coming from his coworker out in the lobby. Rushing up, Izuku dropped everything and quickly ran over to the front of house. Noticing a particular blonde-haired delivery man in his shop.

“Oh my god ‘Zuku! Flowers! For me! Shit I wonder who they’re from?” Himiko took the flowers from the man, Katsuki, if Izuku remembered correctly. Doing a quick once over, it looked like the tall man was wearing the same attire he wore when he delivered the bouquet that now rests on his kitchen counter. Izuku’s eyes snap back to Himiko as she lets out a loud squeal. “‘Zuku! You didn’t fuckin’ tell me I had an admirer! You asshat!” They punch his shoulder and show the card. Already knowing the flowers were from his previous client, Jin, Izuku feigns ignorance.

“What! I don’t know anything! Don’t hurt me!” He says with a fake hurt voice. Izuku chuckles and looks back over to the man in front of him as Himiko takes the flowers and thanks the man. He gives a quick ‘you’re welcome’ before beginning to head out of the shop. Not wanting to say goodbye quite yet, Izuku grabs his wrist. Katsuki spins around and snatches his wrist away.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Katsuki asked gruffly, taking a step back in the process.

“Shit I’m sorry. I-uh, guess you don’t remember me, huh?” Izuku said, bringing up his arm to rub the back of his head. The florist crosses his arms and gives Izuku a knowing smirk. “Oh, I remember you. How could I forget? Sunflowers and red roses. Delivered to the guy in crisp, stark white, tighty-whiteys.”

Izuku brings his arm down and blushes bright red, highlighting the freckles on his face. “Uh…right. That’s me.” He lets out a nervous laugh. Izuku quickly closes his eyes and says a quick prayer for luck and begins. “Hey, I’m almost done for the night here. I was wondering if you maybe wanted to catch a drink later? Or grab a bite downtown?” Izuku asks with a small smile.

Katsuki looks him up and down slowly. Starting at Izuku’s deep emerald green hair, working his way down noticing the attire of the artist. Tight black tank top with black cargo pants and combat boots. Not bad. Katsuki thinks to himself.

“Nah, I think I’m good. Hope you find someone good for that week long fuck-fest though.” Katsuki says, a smirk on his face and throwing a wink Izuku’s way. Izuku’s jaw drops as Katsuki leaves out the front door.

“Oh shit. He got you GOOD ‘Zuku.” Himiko says from behind him. He spins around and sees them sitting on his tattoo table, legs rocking underneath them. Izuku sighs and shoots them a frustrated look before heading back to his drawing station, picking up his phone and getting to work.

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A week later, Izuku reluctantly finds himself in front of Dynamite Flowers floral shop. But before he finally made the decision to show up at the flower shop, Izuku decided to do the best thing he could in this sort of situation. Look up his schoolboy crush online.

Katsuki Bakugo. The owner of the newly opened Dynamite Flowers and son of Mitsuki and Masaru. The man was twenty-six years old and lived in the rougher part of the city with his black cat Mikey. Thank god for the internet, Izuku thought to himself.

With a heavy sigh, he opened the shop door and was met with all different types of aromas from every possible flower. He looked to his left and found roses and baby’s breath and lavender. Looking to his right he found sunflowers and lilies and marigolds. The sheer number of fresh flowers was almost intoxicating to him.

“Oh no. I know that look. Here, here’s a chair if you need a second.” A man's voice said to Izuku. He followed the sound of the voice and found a man with bright blonde hair with black roots peaking out. The man motioned for Izuku to take a seat and settle himself. He shook his head and attempted to steady his breathing.

“Thank you but I’m good. Just… not used to this level of smell you know? I love flowers and all but I couldn’t imagine working here everyday.” Izuku admits, looking around the shop as he speaks. The worker in front of him laughs and takes back the chair to the other side of the check-out desk.

“Man do I get that! When I first started working here I had to carry pain meds on me twenty four seven! The smell gave me killer headaches and I would break out in hives!” He smiled at the thought before continuing “Now it’s just all in the background. Almost like when you’re getting a tattoo but you’re listening to your own music but you can still hear the faint buzz of the needle?” Izuku laughs at the comparison.

“Yeah man I get that.” He smiles and the man reaches out his hand over the counter. “Names Denki! Was there anything I can help you find today? Anything special for a certain occasion?” Denki asks with a bright smile. Izuku looks down at the extended hand and takes it, giving it a shake.

“Actually, yeah Denki. I think I do have an idea for a bouquet.” Izuku says with a sly grin.

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