#jaku shop

[scuolajaku]

Ceramiche Jianzhan

Ecco il nuovo articolo in italiano del blog! Here the new Italian language post of the blog. Soon the English one!

Fotografia di Jaku Shop: dettaglio di “goccia di olio” Ultimamente mi sono appassionata alle ceramiche cinesi Jianzhan e alle bellissime ciotole da tè “cangianti” in questo stile. Ho anche deciso di prenderne alcune per il mio shop online “Jaku Shop”. Il richiamo di questi stupendi oggetti è più forte di me e ho dovuto acquistare subito alcune ciotoline dorate con le classiche “macchie d’olio” e…

[my-anime-goods]

Jaku-Chara Tomozaki-kun 2nd Stage (Bottom-Tier Character Tomozaki 2nd Stage) - Pop Up Shop in Volks Akihabara Hobby Paradise 2 featuring goods with new illustrations announced from 30 March to 14 April 2024.

[riftsune]

i made a sticker https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/149499488

[patrickarchana-caminofrances]

Day 5 walking from Puenta La Reina to Estella

Distance: 21.48 kilometres (official trail distance) 28.00 km (we walked)

Elevation gain: 523m Loss: 449m

Cardio level: 3

Steps:

Patrick’s steps - 30,658 steps

Archana’s steps - 32,063+

Weather: Drizzling, then hot, rain again towards the end

Terrain: Paved roads, easy walk.

Patrick’s rating 1/5, except a few sections of moderate hills, plus getting down the hill with rocks would be 3/5.

Friday 6th September 2024

It had rained all night and as expected the grounds were wet,

We had a seriously good satiating breakfast. The best part was this freshly squeezed juice of green apples, celery, spinach, lemons at Hotel Jakue. We even packed a couple of pastries and some fruit for morning tea, as seemed to be the norm.

We walked through the little town following the Camino signs. En route we saw several shops with chocolates or lollipops or other souvenirs made like a witch. They seemed to obsessed with witches.

The rain continued as we left the town with Queen of the bridges (Puenta La Reina).

We had made friends with three English men, father in his early 60s and his twins, youngest of his brood of 5. The boys were 20 and the 3 could always be heard approaching from behind as they overtook you, discussing various topics. It was always an interesting conversation and for Archana at times walking alone, comforting. I guess, sound of a familiar language. While Patrick walked ahead with the twins as they could keep his pace, Archana walked with the dad.

On they there 2 or 3 different stops with farmers offering free fruit or pastries, expecting a donation in return.

We arrived into Estella around 2pm only to realise that our accommodation that night was in a B&B which was another 1.5 km out of town.

ZalduB&B

Thanks to Google maps and Holafly for the eSIM, we were able to find our way there. More than the distance the heat was exhausting. The wise Spanish people slept at this time of the day! When we got the Zaldu B&B, it took a while to open the door. It felt like living in someone’s private solace our clothes and shoes were dirty from walking the mud created by the rain. The old man spoke English and described the place for us. The plan was to have a quick snooze and then go for a walk in the town. However once we had our showers, Archana decided to get some washing done and then while the clothes dried we could go for a walk in the town.

Unfortunately by the washing was done we were just too exhausted to walk again. So we just rested until dinner time. Dinner wasn’t great either…. The Spanish who tend to eat a lot of meat mainly pork and sausages could not understand one of us being a vegetarian and the other unable to eat any mammalian meat. So we had some mixed salad (Patrick’s had some tuna on it), then some pimentos stuffed with tuna for Patrick and finally a pasta with plain tomato sauce for Archana. The portions were meagre and accompanied by some stale bread. Dessert was supermarket bought icecream for Patrick and 2 halves of canned peaches for Archana

[chaletnz]

Huacachina: Dune Buggy and Sandboarding

Today was a blogging day, I had the free hotel breakfast of dry bread, coffee and orange juice and laid around for a few hours. I made the sandy walk down the road to the Huacachina oasis again which surprisingly wasn’t too hot. It was about 26-28 degrees or so but it wasn’t humid so it was manageable and not the Eilat-like desert I’d been expecting. I ordered a flat white and a “triple” sandwich of chicken, ham and cheese from Jaku coffee and carried on blogging there while a couple of Israelis rambled on– probably also talking about how it wasn’t as hot as back home! After my lunch I went to sit at the laguna with an ice cream and then went back to the rental shop to collect my sandboard and boots. I must’ve been very early for the tour meet up because I stood around for at least half an hour. In that time I befriended a mother and son from Florida and he ran up the road to get a rental sandboard like I had when I told them that you can’t really stand up on the ones the tour provides. When it was finally time to depart on the tour, we trekked over the sand dunes to where all the buggies were waiting. I was told to sit in the front middle seat for whatever reason, some other latecomers were given the seat I’d taken further back. So with the shittiest seat, very uncomfortably wrapped around the gear stick, and with my over the head rollercoaster seatbelt firmly locked in place, Marron our driver took off into the desert. We took a few gentle slopes at first to get a feel for things and stopped for photos with the buggy at some viewpoints. The further away from the oasis we went, the steeper the dunes were and the more terrifying the drops down. The buggy was spluttering and shuddering with each gear change and I worried the engine would die and leave us tumbling down the hill. After 20-30 minutes or so we reached the dunes where we would be sandboarding and I could boot up and strap in. The first dune was the steepest by far but knowing the sand would slow me down naturally, I just sent it straight down. Trying to turn the board like a snowboard proved impossible. Where a snowboard would just take a gentle lean forward or backward, the sandboard felt like it would require me to throw all my weight and probably overshoot it and fall. It certainly wasn’t the worst experience, and compared to some others who had rented boards in other groups I managed to stay upright and at least get on my heel edge and hold it. Between the dunes I chatted with Simon and Georgie, a couple from Australia who were living in Canada working at Whistler. Simon was a snowboard instructor so he was giving me tips to try and make sandboarding better. He suggested that I try starting on the toe edge and then turn to heel edge since that seemed to be easier in the sand. The second run I overshot the weight transfer a bit and fell but I had a better idea of how to approach the third dune. The third was the last one and it went pretty well, Simon took a video of me riding and sent it to me later but overall sandboarding isn’t really as fun or easy as snowboarding and I’m not sure I’d want to do it again! With the board secured back in the buggy, we all climbed back in to ride some steep dunes again. The sun was starting to set and it was getting windy, I thought a contact might blow out of my eye! The views were amazing though, despite all the rubbish littered everywhere throughout the desert. A case of “this is what happens when overtourism occurs”… Marron parked the buggy on a dune and then we all hiked up to the highest point to sit and watch the sunset. It was super difficult to climb up the soft sand and my white shoes were filthy and filled with sand by the time we got back to Huacachina. Back at the drop off point, I spoke to one of the PeruHop guides Mari and got myself booked on their Pisco tour for the following day. I also ran into Jean-Luc again and he was heading back to Lima tonight to fly onwards to Buenos Aires, I had a quick dinner of a very average quesadilla with him before his bus arrived and then I could go back and shower at last!

[dlamp-dictator]

Okay, I actually had to update the design a bit since there were things I didn't like about the original redesign, but I am ready to talk about this chick now.

So, Amano-Jaku, real name Reiko Maizono, is a wrestler/fighter under the wrestling Stable known as the War Flowers. That's not their actual name, but I vehemently refuse to use their full weeb-ass name on this hellsite. Martial Artist, Assistant Trainer, Medical Intern, and potential Harem-Haver, the gal's been through a lot since joining her wrestling association and things only get crazier as the days pass by. She's a heel wrestler and a counter specialist, often goading opponents into making sloppy attacks she can take advantage of. Her playful nature and in the ring, surprisingly decent mic work, and kind personality outside of the ring has made her a beloved figure within her company from both fans and fellow coworkers, even if at times she doesn't realize just how much weight her names actually holds within it.

That's the short synopsis of her character anyway. Like I said last time, I will not be going over the RP stuff to her character because that will take an actual hour to get through, among other reason. And with that out of the way, I'll be going over her design, the main idea for it, and what general goals of this redesign.

So here we go.

Main Concept

Okay, let's talk reaaaaaaal quick about Japanese mythology.

In a nutshell, the amanojaku youkai is a lower tier oni/ogre known for making mischief, playing pranks, tricking humans into committing acts of evil, and occasionally flaying the skin of humans and wearing them like a cosplay outfit.

Normal demon stuff, you know.

And this Amano-Jaku was going to play on that concept, being a fighter that tricked, lied, and played around her opponents while having a deadlier intent behind her childish antics. Her original version was a bit sillier in terms of intent, but she got more serious along the way. But like I said, not gonna' go too deep into RP stuff.

In terms of design concept, I'd say the keywords were: Martial Artist, Oni, Mischievous, Childish, and Sensual. The main point to get across is that she's a loud, outspoken fighter that loves violence and causing trouble, at least as her wrestling persona. To that end she wears a gi to show off her martial artist aspect, an oni mask and kneepads for the oni aspect, has her hair up in horn-like pigtails, and wears no pants for the sensual aspect. The black and yellow color scheme is just something I personally find aesthetically pleasing, as I've said before.

As for why her skin got progressively darker overtime...

Because I wanted her to have darker skin.

Canonically speaking, Amano's parents are Okinawa natives that eventually moved up north to the mainland before having Reiko due to personal reasons and set up a textile shop in the outskirts of Tokyo, which explains Amano's darker complexion.

This was her original design. She was heavily based on an outfit worn by KLIN from the Gacha game Girls Frontline.

Namely her Sanbagarasu alternate outfit. I just liked the really loud yellow and her overall wild expressions, and I had Amano play into that idea of a newbie getting super in over her head and flipping out over the results of her own actions. Like I said before, she got more serious over time and I had to tweak both her design and personality to fit that change.

I eventually settled on having her outfit be mostly black since frankly all that yellow on her hurt my eyes and I wanted to be able to stare at the character without feeling the need to sit in a dark room for five minutes to reset my eyes. And like I said in the past: black with yellow highlights will always grip me.

The Big Tweaks

A lot of the tweaks came slowly as I figured out how I wanted to draw her. Amano was written to be someone in their late-teens/early twenties that wanted to be sexually appealing, but went about the most basic ways of doing it. In her case, that was showing a lot of skin and showing off her body, namely her legs and lower since they was the aspect of Amano that she was the most confident about and she figured constantly flashing the crowd with her bikini bottom was going to make her a hit. Again, her she had a very childish view on what was sexual and attractive, but I kept the idea of her consistently showing off her panties in future designs.

For the redesign/touchup I had two main goals:

Rework the design to show a little more skin without compromising her aesthetic.

Have a consist design for her pigtails that I'll like.

It was surprisingly easy to figure out that first one. I completely forgot about the handful of designs that had some characters wear their kimono with only one sleeve.

And with that in mind, I decided to copy that to great effect.

The pigtail thing was just something I wanted to solidify. One the rare times I pay for commissions I tend to let the artist be creative with Amano's pigtails, namely because I didn't have a consistent idea for them.

I tended to get some pretty interesting results. However, while I plan to continue letting artist have free reign there I still wanted a consistent design to look back to. There's nothing to really say in terms of the current pigtail design, I'm just happy I came up with something consistent. I'm simply say that unlike most of my original Amano designs I made her hair more visibly brown, as she only dyes her hair up to her pigtails when wrestling to help with the oni imagery. I noticed a lot of those I commission making her pigtails outright black and while I don't mind that I wanted to it a little clearer in my personal character sheet that her natural hair a very dark brown rather than black.

And... that's really it in terms of her design and my thought process around it. Feel free to ask me stuff if you wanna' know specifics or the lore behind the gal.

Alright, finished it up. Tempted to blab about her, but I'm also super-hungry after all that drawing. So... dinner now, gush over OC later.

[songbirdsingingthings]

The Archer - Shoto Todoroki x Reader

❀ Back to Navigation ❀

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi

MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist

WARNINGS: S6 Spoilers, War arc manga spoilers, descriptions of injuries, angst, fluff

A/N: Another one inspired by queen TS (I recommend either listening or looking at the lyrics, they’re so good) - also, includes she/her pronouns for the reader

Word Count: 1.6K

The monotonous thrum of his heart rate monitor was the single thing Shoto could ground himself with. His eyesight was blurry, his sense of self shaky, and his skin was raw – like all of his nerves were exposed to the world. Shifting his arms was not an option, as with every adjustment he made the bandages would dig into his burned flesh.

Where his body was in shambles, stitched together by dexterous but rushed medical attention, his mind was frayed. It did not help that he’s been in isolation for hours upon hours, bedridden and left alone to his thoughts. And those thoughts were anything but rosy.

Everything that had happened from the moment he stepped into Jaku City to where he was now changed his entire perspective of the world. The heroes had, essentially, lost. His father, the number one hero, was beaten. Bakugou and Midoriya looked to be injured beyond repair. And, his long lost brother who on all accounts had been declared dead was well and alive… and was Dabi.

This was not how this mission was supposed to go. Shigaraki was supposed to be defeated, the Meta Liberation army captured, and this uprising put to rest. Instead, it seemed that the heroes simply threw yet another stack of delicate kindling atop a raging flame. Really, all Shoto could do was lay atop the stiff hospital bed and think.

He thought of his loved ones. Of his mother, Fuyumi, and Natsuo, and how they too were left with this grenade of information and how they must be dealing with it. He thought of his friends and teachers, and how he had no knowledge of who had lived and who had died. He thought of the civilians whose entire lives revolved around Jaku City. Their local grocery stores, the coffee shop that became a ritualistic stop on the way to work, the parks and playgrounds where children would play make believe.

However, there was one thing he refused to think of – you. To him, you fell into each of those three categories. 

Jaku was where your family lives, no, lived. He saw the all but destroyed sign of that flower shop you had mentioned working at part-time. He found street signs with names that he would hear drop from your lips as you tried to describe a story to the best of your ability. This was a place you had relished and thrived in. The mere notion of you having to fight for your life and those around you on the burning remains of your home was entirely too harrowing for Shoto to believe.

You are his classmate. You’re the girl who sits next to him in class and wakes up early to accompany him on morning runs. You have a blue spiral notebook that, while it holds notes, also provides a lined-paper canvas for doodles. Your bookbag sometimes slumps against his, which you always apologize for, but he never minds.

And deep, deep down, Shoto loves you. He wants to have you in his life after the both of you graduate. He wants to know you, really know you, and revel in all your favorites – color, book, animal, everything. He wants to hold your hand and lace his fingers with yours. He simply wants to be able to have the chance to love you.

What he does not want is for you to see him. Not like this, as the broken shell of who he had patched himself up to be. Shoto knew how who he was affected those around him. Maybe it was not directly his fault that his mother got sick or that his siblings existed in a fractured home, and why Toya became who he was. However, it was most definitely within his control how he behaved at the beginning of his time at UA. He was so hateful, so cold. His first iteration of his hero costume was the embodiment of his perspective – sheer ice. If he could go back and act differently, he would. Then he would have become friends with everyone faster and they wouldn’t have those preconceived notions.

But that was just who he was. Granted, Shoto accepted that fact and moved forward, striving to be the person and hero he wanted to be. But that didn’t stop him from driving people away. He was cold until he was warm, but he was warm until he became too hot. To others, he remained within those two extremities of his quirk – too mean and closed off or too much to deal with. You had always seen him in that happy medium of ‘warm,’ and he did not want to change that image of Shoto Todoroki.

It must have been early afternoon since Shoto could hear birdsong, but the rays of sunshine reaching through the windows became stronger. The burning in his esophagus had been healing properly, as he was assured multiple times by the doctors and nurses who frequented his room. His speech was hoarse, but functional – a fact that he was not going to take for granted. Friends had come by to see him, assuring Class 1A’s safety despite Midoriya’s current condition. 

He was grateful for company, but today being a no visitor day, he was also grateful for the quiet. He was moments from picking up a book from his bedside table – Little Women, the novel you had recommended a while back – when a cacophony of raised voices and door slamming arose from the hallway. He couldn’t catch much, just the measured yet strained tones from who he supposed to be doctors, and the fiery resonance from someone else. He tried to return to the pages, yearning to return the lives of the March daughters, before his door was swung open. Standing there, huffing breaths and desperately trying to tuck flyaways back to where they belonged, was you.

There was a large cut across your forehead, covered by a bandage but still bleeding. The hospital gown hung off of you and billowed when you shifted your weight. But most of all, an evident look of concern and relief flickered across your features.

“Shoto?” Your voice was small and laced with disbelief. He thought that his expression was a mimic of yours. He wanted to say your name, wanted to say he loved you and that he was so glad you’re okay. Instead, what leaves his lips is cold.

“Why are you here?” Your face twists in confusion.

“What do you mean ‘why am I here?’” You question, your tone holding an underlying hue of defense. Shoto turns his face towards the window and away from you.

“I think my words were quite clear.” Your mouth turns to a frown as you let the door close softly behind you. Shoto feels his heartbeat quicken the closer you get to his bed.

“I don’t believe you.” At your words, he scoffs, and faces you with a stony look.

“And why is that,” he asks in a monotone.

“Because I know you. And I see through you.” Shoto wills himself to stay apathetic.

“Then why,” he begins, his voice growing thick, “are you still here.” He keeps his eyes trained outside, but he feels a dip on the mattress.

“You know why,” you murmur. He feels your hand atop his, curling around it softly. 

Shoto feels as if his whole body was about to cave in on itself. After everything, everything that had come to light, here you were. He was being cold and defensive, yet here you were. He was broken, bruised, and bandaged… and here you were. 

Shoto held his breath as he turned to face you, bracing himself for the reality of what would hit him. There you were, your eyes and smile the kind of devastating beauty that some people can only read of in poetry. Your hands, although scabbed and callused, are soft to his touch. God, did he want to say everything that had been stored up in his brain.

“There you are,” you say, a smile growing on your lips. Your hands moved up to his face, gently cradling his bandaged cheeks in your palms. Almost reading his thoughts exactly, you brush your thumb in soothing circles. “None of this is your fault. Everyone loves you and cares about you. We’re all worrying and wondering how you’re holding up. How our friend is doing.” He sighs as he hears your words. 

“I am… strong. And weak. I’m angry, and I’m scared.” Your smile turns into one of understanding. “I am everything and nothing and I don’t know what to do.” Wordlessly, he slides over on the bed – no matter how much his burns and lacerations begged him not to – to make room for you.

“None of us would know how to react to everything that has just been thrown at your face. I…” you begin, but end up shaking your head. “Don’t think of it right now. And yes, you’re happy and sad, angry and scared, everything and nothing. But you can count on us to stick by your side. I will stay with you always. How could I even think of leaving?”

Shoto wants to say that anyone could think that. That, in the end, people would realize that to stay would become too much. But, when he sees that fiery passion in your eyes and feels the way you hold his hand. And he knows you. He loves you.

“Y/N, I–” he starts.

“I know.” You whisper, tucking strands of hair that had fallen in his eyes away. “Me too.” Shoto feels weightless at your confession and the confirmation of his. No more words were exchanged between the two of you before doctors eventually pulled you back to your own room. Instead, you just lingered in the silence and focused on holding the other's hands. Holding on to each other.

Taglist:

@luluwiie​ ~ All-Flora Florist

@maiacroson​ ~ All-Flora Florist

@nerdypuppytimemachine​ ~ All-Flora Florist

@softvanlla​ All-Flora Florist

@catguinsstuff ~ All-Flora Florist

@smallxbunny​ ~ All-Flora Florist

@the-emo-asgardian​ ~ Snowbell Florist

@lovers-liability​ ~ Snowbell Florist

@palenightmarepersona​​ ~ All-Flora Florist, All-Tree Arborist

[ofgravitation-moved]

pro hero: sensory girl!

hey !! remember my girl, rhea rose? the cute coffee girl at your local coffee shop? well! she's getting a b.nha verse !!

** it's actually a crossover verse i had developed a year or more ago for a character that never really much took off? so, rhea's getting it since she's had more traction! this idea was derived from meredy from fairy tail & the teen wolf series!

** disclaimer: i do not claim to own rhea! her art is all from the webtoon: reunion! by creator: stephatty!

name: rhea rose

age: verse dependent. / mainly, early to mid 20s.

quirk: sensory link - allowing the wielder of the quirk to link their senses with someone else they've physically touched / or have a strong bond with.

rhea can link others with herself, or other people together entirely. the linked people are distinguished by a seal that looks like a heart on one of their wrists. the two people being connected to rhea do not have to be near each other in order for this quirk to work.

her quirk though not healing in nature, has been developed to fall more into that category. when touching an injured person, rhea can create a link, and she takes on that person's injuries. vice versa, if she was wounded, and she linked with another, they could take her pain.

when linked, all senses are shared: thought, taste, smell, sight, and touch. it's not a very combative quirk, however, rhea did attend u.a. and became recovery girl's sidekick. so she is trained in many forms of hand to hand combat and can defend herself rather well. also, her ability to link with someone and be able to predict their moves on the battlefield can be very helpful in a fight.

history: healing quirks are hard to come by, and even harder to find. because of all for one's previous endeavors of acquiring multiple quirks, healing quirks nearly became non-existent. and recovery girl knew that one day there would be a day where she'd need an apprentice. she wouldn't live forever.

recovery girl approached the rose family when rhea was a young girl. her quirk was on the dangerous quirk list. & when that list crossed recovery girl's desk, she contacted the family and told the rose's of her plans to work with rhea and her quirk, grooming her in the fields of medicine: she'd have a specialized course at ua, tuition fully paid for-- it was a no brainer. rhea had been scouted from the time she was a young girl-- but she never wanted to be a hero. until, she saw day in and day out the difference that recovery girl made in other people's lives.

after the first few weeks of internships and then work studies at recovery girl's side in the later years of her schooling at u.a, rhea began to better understand what was expected for her: what recovery girl, expected of her.

she took up the rescue hero course, trained as an emt, and then as a nurse after. three years after graduation, trained with knowledge of a doctor, and the combative skills of a pro hero, sensory girl became recovery girl's sidekick and rarely has left her side since.

current: rhea lives in a decent apartment right near jaku general hospital. she's close enough to work that she rarely has to take a train. she splits her time with recovery girl between the hospital and u.a's infirmary. the kids in class 1-a this year are some of the most reckless she's ever seen, honestly.

her work as a sidekick is more as a medical aid / trauma medic on the battlefield than anything else. aside from assisting recovery girl in any capacity needed with surgeries and injuries in the er at the hospital, she's always on call to any hero in need also. as fast as her car can take her, that is. she can't fly, unless she links with someone else that has a quirk that can.

she's so busy most days, she has little to no free time. what free time she does have is usually spent relaxing with a coffee at a local coffee shop her family owns. often on a weekend, you'll find her there lending a hand, though she takes no profits or tips.

[akkivee]

i’m in zen mode because i am currently just processing this entire mess lol so forgive me if this winds up all over the place but the soul swap turned out to be:

ichi➡️ramu

sama➡️jaku

ramu➡️sama

jaku➡️kuu

sasa➡️ichi

kuu➡️sasa

and wow!!! no it was an entire mess lol!!!! like sasara woke up in ichiro’s body wondering why he felt fine even tho he’d been drinking all night but literally why complain about it lol so he calls out to rosho for breakfast (lmfao) but he’s not in rosho’s home…..? welp he may not remember how he got wherever he is but whatever!! and heads out of ichiro’s room. downstairs, saburo and jiro are wondering if ichiro is okay since it was his turn to make breakfast and it’s weird he’s not even awake yet. jiro stopped saburo before he could try to wake ichiro up, since he was working all day yesterday, so they both decided to make breakfast for him (🥺🥺🥺) and that’s when sasara comes down lol wondering why ichiro’s brothers are here. he’s quick to catch on he’s in ichiro’s home in bukuro but assumes he’s being pranked for the cameras lmao he knows something’s up tho after asking jiro for the bathroom and runs out screaming because he’s in ichiro’s body LOL

in shibuya, ichiro is kinda feeling a little confused about what to do with waking up in ramuda’s body lol. he gets accosted by some girls on the street wanting to play with who they think is ramuda and ichiro is very quick to escape. it’s a small world because he happens to also be seen fleeing by gentaro and dice. ichiro makes his getaway but complains about how weak ramuda’s body is since he’s really out of breath and that’s when he hears a girl crying for help. rushing to the scene, ichiro finds the girl being mugged and ichiro tries to stop them only to get beat up himself 😭 fortunately, dice shows up in the nick of time and pushes the man off ramuda as the sounds of police sirens begin to wail. this scares the man off but it was only gentaro playing the siren sound on his phone lol. ichiro thanks them but gentaro and dice know something’s wrong when ichiro calls them by their last name. he tells them he’s ichiro and dice specifically brings up the story gentaro had told him and gentaro dramatically finishes with, “but this time it’s real 🤔”

in yokokama, juto walks into the waiting room for samatoki’s office (could also just be a waiting room in katengumi in general) to find rio also waiting for samatoki. they wait in silence but a clearly nervous henchman comes to turn them away. but they hear commotion and crashes coming from samatoki’s office so they go to investigate. and find samatoki’s henchmen chasing all 186cm of that man all around the office lmao juto is absolutely shook when samatoki greets them, “ah!! usa-chan and rio~!!! ya-ho-ho!!” rio, bless him lmao, asks if what he’s doing is fun (much to juto’s indignation like seriously??? that's what you ask lol???) and is promptly corrected!! he’s not samatoki!!! he’s ramuda🌟!!!

in shinjuku, doppo’s just gotten off of work and hifumi seems to have met him to so they could go check out tea shops to gift jakurai some tea (🥺🥺🥺) there seems to be a problem tho?? there’s quite the crowd blocking their route. hifumi is eager to check it out, and doppo reluctantly follows lol and they push through the crowd to find jakurai kicking ass??????? whoever he’s beating up manages to getaway and he’s pissed so it’s no surprise hifumi asks if jakurai’s had anything to drink lol but jakurai calms, brusquely stating he understands why hifumi thinks he might be lol. he introduces himself as samatoki to hifumi and doppo

in nagoya, shakku had called jyushi and hitoya to the temple because kuukou’s acting really weird????? both are confused by what that could mean so shakku leads the way. we find kuukou meditating in the temple’s main hall (LOL) admittedly, hitoya’s like what’s this got to do with what’s wrong with kuukou and shakku goes just wait until he speaks lol so jyushi tentatively calls out to him and kuukou (pls know that i’m dying typing this lol) calmly greets jyushi and tells him to stay put, he’ll walk over there. he’s also pleasantly surprised to see hitoya as well. and jyushi and hitoya understand LOL kuukou’s concerned they seem so surprised but remembers himself and reintroduces himself as jakurai. hitoya turns back to shakku like has answers even tho shakku literally called them because he’s confused too lol hitoya tries to question kuukou what’s wrong with him the way he usually does, calling him a shitty monk and all but jakurai calmly replies that this is the truth of the situation and jyushi starts crying that kuukou really is acting weird. jakurai’s stumped on how to get them to believe him but hey!!!! there’s a man that he has decades of history with!!! and goes, ‘hitoya, do you remember the time you suddenly showed us that you could do the moonwalk in middle school?’ hitoya is instantly startled lmao. jakurai: “it was most impressive 😃 you were such a hit that for a while our classmates were calling you ‘amaguni moon.’ and then during our sports festival, as we played tug of way you had—“ hitoya rushes to cover jakurai’s mouth lol and jyushi was like “were those stories true?? 😳” hitoya tries to refute but jakurai pushes hitoya off to say of course it’s true— hitoya loudly says he believes him so just shut up lol!!!!!!

in osaka, it’s a beautiful morning and we’re greeted by birdsong, rosho snoozing and rei and sasara loudly snoring lol except there’s only one person we haven’t seen yet and that’s kuukou lol. he wakes up first and is wondering why the heck he feels so weird…….. and is surrounded by a huge amount of sake bottles……. with rosho and rei?? so he rudely awakes rosho by slapping him lol rosho’s obviously mad to be hit so he, of course, hits him back. kuukou shoved him out of anger and rosho gives back as good as he got and it’s a full blown fist fight in rosho’s apartment LOL rei finally wakes up because it’s loud af and is wondering why they’re so rowdy so early. kuukou wants answers tho and he’s clearly talking like kuukou so rei’s like, ‘is this some new joke of yours??’ and rosho also asks if sasara is okay but kuukou snaps that he’s not sasara, he’s kuukou!!!! both rei and rosho are confused and kuukou’s like obviously i’m kuukou just look at me!!!! rei directs him to look at a mirror. he does. kuukou: “I’M SASARA???????????????????” lol so rosho gets the facts sorted out, kuukou’s in sasara’s body is that right?? kuukou frustratedly tells him that’s what he said and rei laughs at him and chooses to believe it. rosho asks how can he believe something so stupid and rei says it’s more fun to take it at face value LOL rosho goes with it and assumes that since kuukou is in sasara’s body, it must be the other way around too right?? kuukou snaps he can’t know that for sure and rei suggests to go find out themselves 😎

and finally back in bukuro, the bb with not ichiro are all sitting in an awkward silence until sasara literally cannot handle it anymore lmao jiro and saburo are still stuck on the osaka accent ichiro suddenly has lol they’re assuming it’s a weird prank ichiro’s doing but sasara insists he’s telling the truth, he sasara so he decides to tell them a joke since he’s a famous comedian!!! it was so lame of a pun jiro and saburo immediately believed he was not ichiro because ichiro wouldn’t say something so lame lmao and sasara is so offended he pushed jiro out of anger and before you know it, it’s a full blown fist fight in yorozuya yamada lmao fortunately fp with not ramuda walk in and ichiro (all 155cm of him lol) wacks them all upside their heads. ichiro introduces himself but he’s confused about the osaka accent coming out of his body since ramuda doesn’t have an osaka accent. but that’s because it’s sasara!!!! to their surprise lol which means it’s a lot more complicated than a simple body swap like fp had been assuming…….!!!

and then we wait until the next part 😩

[twisted-in-wonderland-jay]

Character Playlists (+ links to created playlists)

Riddle

all the kings horses

Heads will roll

Heal me

Alice

Queen of broken hearts

Ace

marry you

Take me to wonderland

Bad romance

Mad hatter

Greek tragedy by the wombats

Queen of hearts

You’ll be back

Troublemaker by olly Murs

Cater (link)

Ladies night

Dynamite-BTS

Happy pills

The fame

Rain on me

In a world of my own

Stunnin’

Do you wonder

All men are pigs

Trey

Mother knows best

Before I cry

Sway

Welcome to wonderland

Birthday by Katy Perry

Deuce

poker face -blowsight

Shut up and dance (walk the moon)

Fifteen minutes mike

Stitches

Duality by set it off

Fight back by NEFFEX

If I had you (Adam Lambert)

Grenade

Last of the real ones

Maniac

Leona

King again

Alex and Rus

Monster

Come and get it from me

Say my name

Nobody mitski

Roar by Katy Perry

Jack (Link)

Can you feel the love tonight

Teeth

Touch off-uverworld

Alone Pt II

Wild love

The wolf -Siames

Wolves -Sam

Ruggie

He lives in you

No man is an island

Sucker for pain

You’re gonna go far kid

We are young

Sunflower

Eh, Eh

Visionaries by INZO

Heavy Metal lover

One jump ahead

Run wild by laney Jones

Jade

Fly me to the moon

Why did you do that?

Secrets

Queen of white lie

Lucky Strike

Bottom of the deep blue sea (MISSIO)

Floyd

The ballad of Mona Lisa

Looking like this

Hooked (Why don’t we)

Wow (Post Malone)

Cake by the Ocean

Cake by the ocean

Light out MSI

Telephone

Just my type (The Vamps)

Two player game

Bust your knee caps

Teenage dirtbag

Azul

the contract A3!

Black Sea

Who’s laughing now

Money money

Brand new city Mitski

Expensive by Todrick

Jamil

ways to be wicked

Speechless

Genie in a bottle by Oshri

The mighty fall

Wolf in sheep’s clothing

Judas

Speechless lady Gaga

Bad liar

Kalim

sing me to sleep

Sempura narmi

Hot wings

Just dance

Angel (onlyoneof)

Mikrokosmos (BTS)

I like it loud

Good vibes by Nathan Trent

Where did the party go

Vil (Link)

Vil’s took up to much room to I didn’t create a king for each

young and beautiful. Strut by Lenny Kravitz. EMPIRE wengie

Beautiful, dirty, rich. Sour candy. GRRRLS

Flesh. Poison by Groove Coverage. Never enough

Say so. Go hard. One song-Scot sings

Rotten to the core-David Diaz. One kiss. Queen of mean

Applause lady gaga The schuyler sisters

Rook

burn

My songs know what you did

Obsessed by Lexxa

Saccharine by Jazmin Bean

Stalker’s Tango

Sweet Tangerine

Derni’ere Danse

Paparazzi

Epel

makes you beautiful

Boys boys boys

My way by Ava Max

I’m wishing (male version)

Honor to us all

Reflection

Idia

Sweater weather

Color Tokyo

Always remember us this way

1,000 doves

This is Halloween

In my blood (Shawn)

Candle queen

Go the distance

Sex with a ghost by teddy Hyde

Panic room

Love tastes by moe shop

Anxiety

Any Tryhardninja Minecraft song

Prom dress

I’ll try-jesse McCartney

My chance-Satoshi

Ortho

Brother by Kodaline

Is that right?

Shooting stars

Summertime by cinnamonsx

Take on the world

Happier

Devil town

Malleus (Link)

No friends- cadmium

Once upon a time- Lana Del Rey

Anything by sleeping at last

Angel of darkness

Monochrome no kiss

Enchanted by owl city

Million reasons

Stupid love

Horns

Dancing in the dark

Paint it black by Rolling Stones

I hear a symphony by Cody fry

Lilia

you’ll be in my heart-Japanese. Babylon. I’m not a vampire. Stop rewind. My nocturnal serenade (yohio is my fav artist). Immortals. Centuries. Come little children. Little dark Age. Tag you’re it. Thrift shop. Lorelei lord of the lost. VORACITY myth and roid. For the departed Shayfer James Battle cry Shayfer James. Die young. The vampire masquerade peter gundry. Dear fellow traveler Sea wolf. Shadow of the moon Blackmore’s night. Dancer and the moon Blackmore’s night

Silver

4U blackbear

The silent forest KHBBS

Look what I found

Your Guardian Angel

Arabella arctic monkeys

Sing me to sleep

Come as you are

Bitter water

Sebek

I’ll make a man out of you

Sine from above

Soldier, poet, king

Goodnight demon slayer Aurelio voltaire

Things I’ll never say

If I killed someone for you

A sadness runs through him the hoosiers

A thousand years

Akatsuki Arrival the last note

Ama no jaku 164

Karakuri pierrot 40mP

In your eyes

The Dorms

Diasomnia- Lacrimosa

Savanaclaw- stronger

Scarabia- The weekend whip

Pomefiore- cooler then me or Candy store

Ignihyde- Bap- oral cigarettes

Octavinelle- Black Sea

Heartslabyul- In a world of my own

First Year Gang

Greek tragedy by the wombats

Heroes

Back in school by mother mother

All my heroes by naeleck

Friends on the other side (Thomas sanders)

Mad at Disney

[a-pretty-nerd]

Self Indulgent Shigaraki Nonsense Part 5

Tomura Shigaraki x pregnant!reader

A/N: Oh wow part 5 and I'm still not done with this.

Warnings: Emotions? Cursing?

You tossed and turned in your sleep, groaning and moaning in frustration. Your joint ached, and fatigue plagued your body. You tried everything you could to get to sleep but nothing was working and on top of your aching body, the nearly fully developed fetus in you thought now was the perfect time for exercise.

Tomura laid beside you, having fallen asleep hours ago. But your movement and sounds of anguish gently woke him up. Groggy and a little frustrated he looked over his shoulder to see your upset form shift back and forth.

"Is it the baby?" He asked in a low, hoarse voice. You huffed.

"Everything hurts and they keep moving around and I'm exhausted but I can't fall asleep!" You cried. You felt silly crying like this to Tomura, you felt like a little kid throwing a tantrum. Weren't you supposed to be the mild mannered, mature and wise mother?

Tomura turned over to face you, his gloved hand reaching out and planting firmly on your enlarged belly. He gently ran circles around it, trying to sooth the mysterious being inside. He had grown used to this routine, grown used to the idea of you being pregnant. But the idea of being father and actually having a baby was still out of his reach. For now, he was content to have you tucked away and all to himself where he knew you would be safe.

"My fucking BONES hurt." You complained as you rubbed circles into your eyes. He chuckled at your declaration for a moment before wrenching himself from the bed and shuffling into the kitchen where you could hear him rustling about. You laid there and closed your eyes, trying to emulate the soothing sensation of rubbing circles across your belly. They clearly liked it better when Tomura did it. You didn't even know how they knew the difference.

"Here." Tomura entered the room with a hot cup of tea in hand. He sat it down on your bedside table as you struggled to sit up properly. You laid against the head board and slowly took the mug. "Careful. It's still hot." He noted, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Thank you."

"Mhm." He watched you blow and sip on the tea, running his gloved hand up and down your calf.

"This is new." You scoffed.

"What?"

"You taking care of me." You smiled.

"What are you talking about? I've taken care of you before. Remember Jaku?"

"Ugh, I don't want to." You cringed. A particularly rough battle had left you broken and beaten black and blue. If it wasn't for Tomura, you would have been dead. But that was before you knew he loved you. Before you knew you loved him. "You're right you have taken care of me. But not like this before." Your smiled made him blush.

"This is a different situation." He explained. You chuckled.

"I know." You finished your tea and he took it from you to put the mug in the kitchen sink. But before he left the room you called to him. "Hey...Tomura?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you."

"Sure."

"No. Really. Thank you. For everything." He watched you for a moment, engraving that sweet smile of yours into his brain forever. Before nodding and walking back to the kitchen. You adjusted yourself, laying back down and watching him come back in and lay in bed. You watched him, your hand reaching up to gently scratch down his bare back. A comforting gesture he loves but will never out right ask for. It put him to sleep quick, and soon you followed him.

When you woke up the next morning, you found yourself alone in bed. You struggled to get up to use the bathroom and wash your face before waddling into the kitchen. A note had been placed over wads of cash on the kitchen counter. The note read:

I'm sorry there was an emergency and I had to leave early this morning. I left money on the counter for breakfast. Take it easy. I'll see you soon. I love you.

- Tomura

Money for breakfast? You looked down at the wads of 20 dollar bills and giggled. Tomura still had very little grasp when it came to money. He just never had to really worry about it. It's not that he wasn't good at budgeting or math, but, this was enough to pay the mortgage and groceries for the rest of the month. Some breakfast you'd be having. You took the cash and put it away where the rest of it went. You were to pay for everything in cash. The mortgage, the car payments, groceries, furniture, absolutely everything. As if that didn't make you look suspicious enough. But Tomura insisted on it because it wouldn't leave a paper trail to your name.

Your new name would have no debt no credit, nothing. It had to be perfect and unremarkable.

You fed, washed, and clothed yourself which took all morning now but finally you made up your mind to take a short walk to the local grocery store and do some shopping. Normal house wife shit, right?

So you waddled your fat ass out the door to take a leisurely stroll all the way to the super market. You looked up and watched grey clouds gently float above, bringing a cool breeze and the faint smell of rain in the air. You made it to the store before it started to sprinkle. The bright and fresh atmosphere of the store made you uneasy. Public spaces still made you feel out of place. Suspicious. Like you still had to hide.

You paused in the middle of an aisle, sudden movement stopping you dead in your tracks. The baby had been moving less, and the false contractions had started. Your midwife had taught you that this was normal, you still weren't due for a while longer, there was no need to worry. But they were a big pain in the ass.

You held your belly and took a deep breath. It soon passed and you went back to searching for your grocery list.

"First one?" A voice asked. You turned and found a young woman standing there pushing a stroller. She gave a friendly smile.

"Oh, yes."

"How exciting. I had a lot of false contractions with my first too. How far along are you?"

"I guess about, eight months. Give or take a week or two."

"You sure look it. I'm kim by the way, nice to meet you." She held out a hand and you shook it. Her bright smile and relaxed attitude bring comfort and warmth. You looked down to the stroller, an infant cradled towards Kim, and an absent-minded toddler glaring at the floor sat in the front. He angrily pouted at the ground, before his gaze slowly came up to you.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Y/-...." fuck! What was your new name again? You almost blew your cover. "Ota." You remembered. Thank God.

"Your the new family down the road aren't you?" Kim nodded in recognition.

"Yeah, yeah. How long have you lived here?" You tried to make conversation.

"Oh I've lived here all my life."

"Wow."

"Yeah my husband and I met in high school here and been together ever since. He travels for work now though, so,"

"My husband travels too." You told her. Shit. Was that the right thing to say? Could you really call Shigaraki your, husband? What would he think about that? He'd probably be irritated you even bothered to socialize at all.

"Oh really? What does he do?" You paused.

"Uh, he works closely with heroes." You croaked.

"Oh like management er' whatever?" She was so nonchalant.

"Yeah, yeah. Real boring stuff." You agreed. 'Er' whatever' what a great way to put it.

"Yeah mine's a lawyer for cities suffering from 'big hero blow-outs' they call em'. He works with cities about destruction of public property and what not. I don't really know the details or anything but hey, maybe our guys have crossed paths a couple times! What did you say his name was?" Shit. Shit. Shit.

"Uh, Ota. Ota Kurai." You lied.

"Kurai...huh..." Kim thought for a moment, taking in a deep breath and sighing. "Well, that doesn't ring any bells. How long have you been together." Was this something you were supposed to lie about?

"Five years now, I think." You pondered.

"You think?" She chuckled at you.

"Yeah, it's hard to remember sometimes. All of a sudden we went from friends to more. Its difficult to explain." She smiled.

"Yeah, I understand. Well, I better be off. The boys need a nap before lunch. It was lovely meeting you, Ota."

"Likewise!" You smiled back.

"See you around."

"See ya." And with you that you went on shopping, a successful venture. You were lucky you were able to purchase an umbrella in the store, it was really coming down now. You waddled along the sidewalk, making your way back to the stretch of suburbs you occupied. As you walked the final stretch to your home, the wind began to pick up. Violently wrenching the umbrella out of your hand and throwing it behind you. You turned, panicked and now vulnerable to the heavy rain. It came down fast and hard, the droplets almost painful on your skin.

You turned around to find your umbrella flying through the air, tumbling over to a distant figure. A young man, no, a teenager. The kid snapped to attention, jogging for the object from under his own umbrella and quickly making his way back to you. You tensed up, the weight of your groceries, the rain, your condition. Clearly you were in distress. You cursed yourself. You were once a feared villain. You fought the greatest heroes Japan had to offer and lived to tell the tale. You were an activist, pioneer, warrior, leader. You had the scars to prove it. And now look at you. A helpless, pregnant house wife.

"Here miss!" The boy called. You sniffed and reached for it as he handed it to you.

"Thanks!" You barked, trying to shuffled off without anymore talk.

"Let me help you with that!" He insisted, taking your groceries from you and shielding you from anymore rain. You were soaked by now. You couldn't argue, he insisted and you had to admit that the help was nice. He walked you home, standing and waiting at your house's gate as you took back your bags from him.

"Thank you for your help." You tried to be polite.

"Sure thing miss. No trouble. Are you sure you got it?"

"Yes. Thank you." You insisted, turning back to disappear into your home. Only to find the front door open. You let out a startled gasp. A familiar figure stood in the doorway, dark eyes glaring at the boy behind you. Your eyes shuffled back and forth between him and the boy. Shigaraki wore a painfully mediocre disguise. A face mask, and a black wig. From far away he easily blended into a crowd. He was always good at hiding himself in a strange way. He was an oddly good actor.

"Sara. You should be more careful." He barked your fake name in a fake tone. Like he was a concerned husband.

"Sorry Kurai, I didn't think the storm would get this bad." You chuckled in a panic. He approached you, averting his gaze from the boy. Hiding his face and taking the bags from you. You turned back to the boy who's eye shifted from Shigaraki then back to you. "Thank you for your help. Here." You shuffled around in your purse before handing him a few hundred yen.

"Oh no Mrs, really it's fine."

"No. I insist." You huffed with a smile.

"Thank you. My names Sato by the way, I live just down the road."

"Nice meeting you Sato." You smiled and closed the gate before waddling back inside. You closed the door behind you, panting as you recovered from your adventure.

You watched Tomura remove his disguise in a frustrated huff before putting the groceries away. You leaned against the wall after shuffling into the kitchen, leaving water to fall from you and pool on the wood floor. Soon he turned to look back at you.

"I thought there was an emergency."

"False alarm." He muttered.

"Are you mad at me?" You asked. He paused and gave a frustrated huff.

"...I told you not to get friendly with people. That puts you in danger." You scoffed. "You're soaking wet, you better shower off before you catch a cold."

"I didn't have a choice, okay? It's not like I sought out his help! He was just there, he insisted he help! And yknow what, I can't say I didn't need it. Because I'm incapable of doing anything apparently!" You shouted. Oh shit. He angered you. You could see it in his eyes. He hates it when you get angry, it makes him uneasy. "And I'm a walking beacon of chit chat too! Everyone wants to talk to the new pregnant lady. Last week, I had fend off like four old ladies from touching my belly. And the week before that, the clerk at the bookstore kept trying to sell me these weirdly religious parenting books. And- And today even! Today some other mom stopped me to talk about my false contractions at the store and I almost forgot our names and I- I-" You're crying now. He hates seeing you crying more than he hates seeing you angry. He slowly approached you, watching as you sniffled and sobbed and wipped away your tears.

"Come on, let's get you comfortable." He guided you to the bathroom to help bathe you in a warm bath to calm your nerves and ease your aching body. You shuffled out into the living room, the warmth of your pajamas easing your tense feelings.

"She wasn't that bad." You mumbled.

"Hm?"

"The other mom at the grocery store today. She was actually nice. She has two boys. She was really chill."

"Mh."

"I told her you worked in management with heroes and you travel a lot." You chuckled to yourself. "Her husband works as a lawyer for cities regarding damage from heroes. She said you might have crossed paths." Tomura pause and flashed a goofy smile.

"You never know. Maybe we have." He joked. You laughed for a moment before finishing your bath and getting changed.

"How come you came back?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well usually you stay away. But you've been here so long I figured you'd have left by now so you don't take any chances getting caught. Why'd you come back?" Tomura starred at your stomach and placed his gloved hand over it before looking up at you.

"I'm just finishing a few preparations. But I've made plans so that I'll be able to stay longer than I usually do." He didn't answer your question.

"Plans? Like what?"

"Don't worry about it."

"Don't tell me you put Dabi in charge." He scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Toga? No!... Spinner!?"

"Y/N. Please." He begged.

"Sorry. But you never leave someone else in charge."

"Well now I have a reason. I'm...I'm taking a few months."

"What? But what about your work?"

"I'm not quiting. I'm still the true ruler. It's just a small...vacation. I can go back at any time if an emergency occurs. But for now, I'm staying here."

"You really miss me, don't you?" He pulled his hand away and rolled his eyes one more time before strolling away.

"Of course I miss you." He said it like it was a well known fact. "I miss you every second. I miss working with you. It's so frustrating without you. You understand, you got it. You always knew what needed to be done, what I was trying to do. Now it's like herding cats to get the simplest of tasks done sometimes. I mean you- you were always one step ahead. Half the time I didn't even need to ask you to do something you were already there. You were so smart and cunning and strong."

"And now I'm just a housewife..." He slowly turned to look at you. "I'm just the knocked up mistress you gotta hide."

"No. You know that's not what I meant."

"It's how you make me feel."

"Y/N..."

"I miss it too, y'know. Working with you, with everyone. I miss doing something that actually matters. I miss the planning, and the training, and the fighting. I miss it all. And now look at me. I couldn't even fucking walk home from the grocery store without needing to be rescued. It sucks, it really sucks. I know I chose this life. I know I chose...." Your hand hovered over you belly. "But I just...I just..." You're crying again.

Tomura places a hand on your back and hold you close and the other to stroke your hair in an attempt to calm you again. You clung to him, rocking the two of you back and forth.

"I know. I know." He whispered.

"I just wanted...wanted to be happy. Like how- normal people are happy." You cried.

"I know."

"And I am- I am happy I just... I miss working so much. And I miss seeing everyone and seeing you and fighting heroes and just...I even miss negotiations!" You sobbed. Tomura couldn't help but flash a smile.

"I know. I'm sorry." Your crying started to subside for a moment. Giving him the opportunity to plant a kiss on your cheek.

"Tomura?"

"Yes?"

"I love you."

"I love you." He nodded and placed his hand on your belly once more.

"So you'll be here for it?"

"Yes I'll be here." You smiled.

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me. It's the bare minimum."

[pocketramblr]

anyway im going to calm down by talking about the timeline the official chapter gave us bc its kinda funny in how awful it is

- Tail end of march: The whole Compound Raid and Hospital Fight and Jaku Revelations happen in like. one morning. i don’t even think they lasted past noon

- Everyone is rushed to Central Hospital, where Izuku is in a coma chatting with some ghosts. Rei yells at Enji a bit, Shoto goes ‘welp guess its up to me’, Hawks goes home to find his mother missing (allegedly ran away) and doesn’t seem like he’s going to try to look for her. 

- The students go back to school as soon as each are healed, so like. some of them the next day. The teachers don’t though, so i’m not sure who’s actually teaching them anything.

- Izuku’s still in a coma.

- Ochako, Tenya, and Jiro are the first three to visit him as soon as All Might leaves so they can. Probably bc Jiro was listening in to tell them when they had a shot to sneak in. Also, she absolutely heard everything between Hawks (who came back from his house) and AM because the former was letting his phone play his words out loud instead of just letting AM read them. 

- Izuku ‘wakes up soon’, possibly talks to his friends but unknown.

- Izuku goes back to the dorms like nothing happened. I’m still not sure if the teachers are actually back or what they’re doing. He does not tell them anything about ofa or his plans.

- At some point in April, Izuku writes 19+ copies of a note explaining that he’s running away, sorta explains about ofa, tapes each one to his friends doors in the middle of the night, and leaves. (i feel like he didn’t need to write that many. maybe just one and leave it on the fridge?)

- Izuku shows up in the states. with the tattered cape Gran either gave him, or that he stole from the injured man’s hospital room. His costume was not fixed since the fight, though he certainly spent some time (between a day and like four weeks) at ua and could have raided the support shop.

possible prediction: Izuku and Tommie are going to run into each other in the states i guess why else include that she left a note and ran away in the middle of an izuku arc where he did just that 

[simplybakugou]

The Way You Make Me Feel

↝ Being in a new relationship with your best friend can be scary, especially when your words make him blush.

BINGO SPACE: Pet Names

PROMPT: “You’re adorable when you’re flustered.”

⋆ PAIRING: prohero!midoriya x fem!reader ⋆ WARNINGS/TAGS: fluff, cute :) ⋆ WORD COUNT: 1635

A/N: here’s my submission for @bnhabookclub​’s Celebrating Deku event for his birthday, so this is my way of doing something for his birthday :)This is also for the bingo event that’s going on in the server. 

BTW, this is my first time writing for deku and basically any character other than bakugou so i’m sorry if this was total trash, i’m just not used to it lol. 

FULL BINGO MASTERLIST

✐posted 07.15.2020✐

The TV was blaring louder than usual as you were cooking breakfast, your head turning every now and then to pay attention to the news as well as make sure you didn’t burn your house down. But you knew you had to tune into what was going on, especially since your boyfriend was the one the reporters were talking about.

Not every girl was able to say that they were going out with the Midoriya Izuku: the number one hero and the new symbol of peace. And here you were, lucky enough to have him as your boyfriend.

Since middle school, you and Midoriya were attached to the hip. You were able to watch your quirkless best friend grow into a strong man as time flew right past the two of you. Although you had no intention of being a pro hero, you were always ecstatic to see Midoriya on TV during the U.A. sports festivals, not to mention how terrified you were whenever class A was attacked by the League of Villains.

Nevertheless, you had a relationship with Midoriya that was strictly friends only for a majority of the time you knew him. But somewhere along the way, the more you saw him and began to realize he wasn’t the timid middle school kid that constantly got picked on for his quirklessness, you developed feelings for him.

Your feelings developed gradually, something that didn’t just dawn on you one day while you were hanging out with him. But once you did have that realization, you weren’t afraid to address your feelings directly to him. Needless to say Midoriya hadn’t always been the best with confrontations concerning romance but he knew deep down he would be lying if he said he didn’t like you back.

And here you were, a month into your new relationship with your best friend. You initially were afraid of ruining your friendship that you cherished deeply, even now still having this fear in the back of your mind whenever you were with your boyfriend, but you also knew you would never be able to suppress the way you felt about Midoriya any further.

Regardless of your fears, you were happy with your decision, enjoying the way that your newly developed relationship began to blossom the more time you spent with Midoriya.

“The Hero Public Safety Commision Center is holding a strictly pro heroes only meeting at the moment concerning the issue with the newly organized villain group that attacked Jaku City last week,” the news reporter explained to the audience.

You sighed, turning the stove off and placing your breakfast onto a plate to eat. You remembered Midoriya explaining how crucial and important this meeting was as he rambled on, like he usually did, about the various kinds of pros that would be attending the conference. He was excited to meet his old classmates from U.A. who he hadn’t seen in years since he began his pro hero occupation, but was also unsettled by the numerous villain attacks that have been occurring over the past few weeks.

As you sat yourself on your sofa in front of the TV and ate breakfast, you glanced curiously at a yellow folder sitting on the edge of the table. You reached over and grabbed it, examining the contents of the mysterious folder.

“That idiot,” you muttered as you read the papers. One of them read “Notes for the Hero Commission Meeting” and you shook your head, surprised that Midoriya, who was always neat and organized especially since he’s constantly writing something down, forgot such important papers for the meeting.

Standing to your feet with the folder in hand, you grabbed your keys and your coat, wanting to make sure your boyfriend would be well prepared for his meeting by getting the file to him immediately.

***

Saying that the Commission Center building was ginormous would be an understatement. Fortunately you managed to find your way to the center since its giant stature made it so easy to locate. You pushed open the huge doors to the building, approaching one of the receptionists at the front desk. “Hi, I’m looking for Deku, he left this and it’s crucial that he gets this for the meeting today.”

The woman shook her head, giving you a sympathetic smile. “I’m sorry, m’am, but I believe the meeting has just started and I can’t interrupt them right now.”

“Ah, I understand. Thank you.” You turned around, gripping the file in hand.

Before you could mentally scold your boyfriend for forgetting something so important, you turned your head, seeing Midoriya down the hall outside the conference room, looking outwardly distraught.

“Babe!” You called out, cupping a hand around your mouth so that he would be able to hear you.

Midoriya whipped his head towards you, his whole face burning into a bright crimson shade as you approached him. “Y-Y/N? What’re you doing here?”

You extended your arm out, handing the file to him. “You forgot this at my place. Be careful next time, I know how big this meeting is.”

Midoriya blinked rapidly, a sheen of sweat forming on his forehead as he nodded his head a few times. “R-Right, thanks for this. I, uh, need to head in now.”

You nodded, giving him a small smile. “Good luck!”

Midoriya sent a nervous smile back to you, proceeding inside the conference room. You turned around towards the lobby, sitting down in the waiting room as you asked the receptionists if you could wait until the meeting was over for Midoriya. They allowed you to do so and you sat yourself down.

You glanced towards the conference room every now and then, the image of Midoriya’s uneasiness when you spoke with him popping up in your mind. That meeting must be making him anxious, you thought to yourself. It was the only thing that made sense to you to explain how on edge he was.

You waited around for about thirty minutes, deciding to get up and get coffee for you and Midoriya as sitting down for such a long time was getting boring. Peering over through the window of the coffee shop, you saw a few pro heroes exit the Commission Center, a newly formed crowd of reporters greeting them. You even recognized your old classmate from middle school and fated rival of Midoriya, Bakugou amongst the pros. 

You grabbed your coffees and exited the cafe, waiting just outside of the crowd for Midoriya. Finally you spotted him, maneuvering the coffees into your arm to grab your phone to send him a text. You didn't want to call him out in front of so many reporters, especially since the media had always been so nosy and intrusive in the personal lives of pros. The last thing Midoriya needed was for strangers with cameras to flash their devices at the sight of his girlfriend waiting for him, not to mention your relationship was still so fresh and new.

Midoriya sent you a response, agreeing to meet up at his house since it was closer than your place and he didn’t want the probing crowd to follow him and figure out where you lived. Nonetheless you walked down the street, annoyed as you could hear Midoriya try and ease the crowd from prying into confidential matters. But you knew you would only cause him more trouble if you directly confronted the reporters to ask them to leave him alone so you held back your tongue and somehow managed to reach his house.

Midoriya took a shortcut, using his quirk to lose the reporters and you went through the side door just in case any lurking reporters caught you waiting at his front door step.

Midoriya let out a sigh as he slipped in his home, successfully avoiding the crowd. He smiled at you, hoping he hadn’t kept you waiting too long.

“Sorry about that. Those news reporters can be a hassle to deal with.”

You shook your head, handing him his coffee as he thanked you. “It’s fine. It’s not your fault you’re so popular that those assholes want to know everything about you.” Midoriya laughed, taking a sip from his drink. 

“Did everything go well in the meeting, baby?” You asked, leaning on a table in the living room.

Midoriya nearly choked on his coffee, his eyes widening and his body stiffening. His face began to heat up, his cheeks ablaze a deep pink hue once again. You raised a concerned brow at him, setting your coffee down and placing a hand on his shoulder. The action and your touch only made him feel even more rigid. “Are you okay?”

“Uh, yeah, I-I’m f-fine,” he managed to sputter out.

“Are you still nervous from the meeting?”

Midoriya gave you a confused look. “What do you mean?”

“Well, you were acting the same way before the meeting so I thought you’re still nervous ‘cause of the meeting,” you explained.

Midoriya let out a small chuckle, rubbing the nape of his neck as he thought about how to elucidate this to you. “Um, it’s not because of the meeting that I’m… acting like this. I’m just not used to hearing you call me b-baby.”

You laughed for a moment, surprised you hadn’t figured it out earlier, especially since you’ve known him for so long. You rose your hands to his face, cupping his cheeks which only made him blush furiously. “Izuku, you’re adorable when you’re flustered.”

You stood on the balls of your feet, planting a peck on his lips, which nearly caused him to short circuit on the spot. 

No matter how your relationship developed or how long you would be with him, Midoriya could never get used to your cute pet names for him… not that he minded.

If you’d like to be added to my taglist, please join here!

Taglist:  @pinkcowgirleggpanda​ @xtsundere-princess​ @wesparklebitch​​ @hot-pocket01​​ @iamthe-leaf​ @ahrinine​ @kirisclementine​ @lmaobroccoli​

[ghostmoor]

Things in life were better, once; no mother should have to bury her sons.

Nana had three children before invasive industrial activity started to force her, her herd, and their wards out of their territory. Left is Atti, the eldest; upper right is Ojo; lower right is Jaku, the youngest. Steef made for good trophy hunting even before Sekto set up shop, given their size and strength, and less steef meant less hassle when it came to clearing grubbs out of the area.

Atti and Ojo made it to young adulthood, and Jaku to his teens, before they started getting picked off by hunters. Jaku was the last to die. Despite their violent deaths, Nana was at least able to drive the hunters away, or flee with them before they succumbed to their wounds.

They’re buried in a very small steef graveyard tucked away above a canyon, which is almost entirely unattended these days, save for Nana’s occasional brief visits to keep the place from becoming totally overgrown.

[himalayanjourney]

Shimla Manali Dharmshala Tour Pacakges For All

In case you are looking for an ideal objective for partaking in your late spring occasions, Shimla Manali Dharamshala Tours commits an elite excursion for you. Excursion takes you through the enchanting spots of Himachal Pradesh. Shimla, Manali and Dharamshala are the three significant objections investigated during the excursion. These charming spots encased in the cover of snow guarantee an exhilarating outing all through the excursion. Presently, we should see the subtleties of Shimla Manali Dharamshala visit bundle which covers its objective with in 8 days and 7 evenings.

 Day 01: Shimla Manali Dharamshala Tours begins its excursion from Shimla, the previous summer capital of British Raj in India. On arriving at Shimla, you will be given a warm greeting by the agents of the travel industry division. Stay for the time being at inn and revive for the following roadtrip.

 Day 02: Second day of Shimla Manali Dharamshala Tours is only accomplished for Shimla city. Kukri and Fagu skiing resort is the principal objective of the visit bundle. In the wake of appreciating summer skiing, you would now be able to move for visiting Indian Institute of Advanced Studies. In the early evening, trip takes you through antiquated Jaku sanctuary and Sankhat Mochan Temple committed to God Hanuman. In the evening, have shopping through well known Mall and Ridge and get once again to your inn. Supper and convenience offices will be given at lodging.

 Day 03: The third day of Shimla Manali Dharamshala Tours center around Rewalsar Lake arranged on mountains spike. It is a pleasant spot portraying the strict accepts of Hindus, Buddhists and Sikhs. Rewalsar Lake remaining with 4000m tallness above ocean level observes three Hindu sanctuaries committed to Lord Shiva, Lord Vishnu and the sage Lomas. Subsequent to partaking in these grand spots, visit outing will currently move to Manali. You can remain for the time being at inn and partake in a decent rest.

 Day 04: Manali is a country for notable sanctuaries and Tibetan religious communities. On the fourth day, Shimla Manali Dharamshala Tours offers you a once in a lifetime chance to visit excellent Vashisht Village and noteworthy Marimba Devi Temple. In the late evening, get once again to your lodging.

 Day 05: On the fifth day of Shimla Manali Dharamshala Tours, you can begin your excursion by investigating Kothi arranged on the Lahul-Spiti-Leh parkway. Heavenly perspective on encompassing normal scene snatches the watcher's hearts. Solang valley, popular for journeying visit to Ice Lingam at Anjani Mahadev is one more objective investigated during this Tours. In the evening, you can check in at lodging.

 Day 06: After eating, you can begin your excursion to Dharamshala. Dharamshala, the colder time of year capital of Himachal Pradesh is one among the dazzling slope stations in India. In the wake of arriving at Dharamshala, partake in some recreation exercises and stay for the time being at lodging.

 Day 07: Seventh day of Shimla Manali Dharamshala Tours center around McLeod Ganj, the conventional home town of H.H The Dalai Lama. This well known slope station situated at the upper piece of Dharamshala sees an enormous number of Tibetan religious communities. Tsuglagkhang sanctuary is one among the major appealing spots situated at Dharamshala. In the evening, get once again to inn and partake in a relaxing rest.

 Day 08: After eating , you can prepare for the get venture once again to your old neighborhood and here comes the finish of an extraordinary visit bundle. Courageous and exciting excursion of Shimla Manali Dharamshala Tours through the dim slope stations presents you an extraordinary excursion experience.

 Article Tags: Manali Tour Packages,    Manali Trip Packages,     Tour Package For Manali,

Kullu Manali Packages,   Manali Trip

[recentanimenews]

Bottom-Tier Character Tomozaki, Vol. 6.5

By Yuki Yaku and Fly. Released in Japan as “Jaku Chara Tomozaki-kun” by Gagaga Bunko. Released in North America by Yen On. Translated by Winifred Bird.

As you can tell by the volume number, this is a short story collection. That said, definitely don’t read it till you’ve read the 6th book, as a lot of the back half of this volume deals with what happens in that book. For the most part, Tomozaki is not the focus of this book either, though of course a lot of it has his presence. Instead we get each heroine getting approximately a quarter of the book to get short stories giving us insight into how they think and interact with others. (The exception to this is Suzu, who’s barely mentioned here, and it feels odd she’s left out, especially as this volume is rather short.) The good news is that they’re very good stories, with one exception, and Aoi and Mimimi in particular come off with added insight into their character. Indeed, Aoi continues to worry me. I’ve said before that I find her the most interesting heroine, and that hasn’t changed, but boy, she’s set up for a breakdown somewhere down the road if she keeps this up.

The stories are: Aoi in middle school, slowly becoming the perfect girl we know and are wary of, and dealing with her first boyfriend; Aoi and Tomozaki shopping for winter clothing and learning more about fashion; the girls’ side of the cabin conversation from Book 3 (where we saw the boys’ side); Kukichi in middle school, where she discovers Michael Andi and learns to open up to others – slightly – with the help of a kind librarian; Izumi worrying that her boyfriend is cheating on her; Mimimi feeling at a loss and left behind shortly after she quits the track team, and realizing that just because she quit track does not mean she has to stop running; two other Mimimi POV stories from Vol. 6 that give us her side leading up to and right after her confession; and Tsumugi and her friends spotting Takahiro dressed as a bartender and following him… and indeed, he is working at a bar (to help his brother).

First of all, the Izumi story is the one I didn’t enjoy. “I have little self-esteem so am worried my guy is cheating on me but it all turns out to be a big misunderstanding” makes me roll my eyes at the best of times, and this one has no surprises at all. Other than that, this was quite a good book. Aoi’s “how can I manipulate this situation to my advantage” mindset is exactly as you’d expect, and is even more “impressive” given that she hasn’t even gotten into gaming yet at this point in the story. That said, we do also see a nervous middle-schooler at the core of her actions, and are reminded that being a popular girl has its own dangers. Mimimi’s stories are also fantastic, and I feel the most for her, I think, as she also tends to “put on a persona” around others, but isn’t sure how to move on or grow up the way everyone else is. Indeed, Tomozaki’s growth and development both impresses and annoys her, and likely leads to her confession… and immediate complete panic afterwards.

So yes, I do think this is not the usual irrelevant short story collection, but actually has good plot and character beats. The voices of the girls in their narratives all sounded very different as well, so kudos to the author and translator for that. Next time, presumably, we finally resolve the love triangle? Maybe?

By: Sean Gaffney