#mha songfic

[flannel-cladpika]

Midoriya Izuku x F!Reader - Her

A/N: Based off the song "Friends to Lovers" by Melina KB. For some reason, was really feeling some Izuku angst.

TW: ANGSTY AF, Implied cheating, Massive Insecurities

Joining Class A in third year made you feel a bit weird.

Sure, you were over the moon to have gotten into your dream school, but it was so hard to move away from your parents and friends back home.

But your worries about not fitting in were quelled by the super cute freckled boy you met your first day.

"I'm Midoriya. Welcome to Class A!" He greeted you with a blindingly bright smile.

Midoriya was gracious enough to show you around the school, rambling as you two walked around. You smiled as you listened to his words.

Cute, kind, and dorky. You felt your cheeks becoming warm as you continued to stare to him, noticing the way his forest-green eyes shown as he spoke.

Damn, was he pretty.

Midoriya became your first friend at UA, introducing you to his own friend group, helping you expand your social circle. You ended up in the seat next to him too, so you always got a perfect view of his adorable freckles and smile.

It was nice.

He greeted you with a beaming grin every morning and always helped you with homework when you needed it.

After a few months of close friendship, everyone was teasing you two about you guys seeming to be practically dating and you two swearing it was just platonic. Finally, the day before graduation, you went to his dorm room, intending to confess your feelings.

When he opened the door, he was shirtless in gray joggers and was panting a bit with sweat dripping down his brow.

"(Y/n)? W-What are you doing here? It's nearly curfew." He asked, sounding a bit out of breath.

"Why are you breathing heavy?" You asked back instead of answering his own query.

"O-Oh! I was just working out." He responded immediately.

You laughed a bit. Of course he'd be working out, even at this time of day. The guy was determined.

"So, what're you doing here?" He reiterated his previous inquiry.

Your face flushed as you remembered why you'd wanted to see the mossy-haired boy.

"A-actually, can I come in? It's kind of private..." You replied, your face turning redder at your own words as you looked down at the now very interesting floor.

You didn't see it, but the boy in front of you became a bit pinker at your request.

"S-Sure. Come in. " He replied, stepping aside to allow you in.

As you walked into his room, you'd noticed that it was full of All Might memorabilia and some gym equipment like hand weights and a stationary bike along with a desk and chair.

Midoriya walked over to pull out his desk chair for you and took a seat on his own bed facing you.

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" He asked kindly, his voice full of patience and care.

You kept your eyes to the floor as you took a deep breath.

It was now or never.

"I-I..." you started, voice trembling.

You took another deep breath and looked up to meet a pair of curious emerald eyes.

"Midoriya, I love you." You said with as much confidence as you could muster.

The curiosity in those eyes changed to surprise as their owner stammered, struggling to find his voice.

"You don't have to give me an answer. I just wanted you to know." You said as your gaze fell to the floor again. You stood from your chair to leave until you felt a hand on your shoulder.

"Wait! You didn't let me respond!" Midoriya said, sounding a little panicked.

You turned around to face the boy, only to be faced with his worried expression that softened when he saw that you were facing him.

"I like you too." he said, voice soft and sincere.

Something in you snapped and you leaned forward to bring your lips to his.

Midoriya was surprised by your actions, but soon reciprocated, kissing back passionately as his hands came to hold you by the waist.

You soon found yourself backing him up until he was sitting on his bed and you were in his lap, legs on either side of his.

Hormones were running high as he pulled you closer and changed the position, having you under him with your back on the bed and him on top of you.

You pulled him down for another kiss, having dreamt of this moment for months and feeling like you were on cloud nine.

The rest of the night the two of you were rather....occupied.

-Timeskip-

For the next year or so, you were in a daze, blind to everything around you except work and your wonderful boyfriend, Deku.

You found he was just as caring and kind in your relationship as he was as a friend.

But as time went on, you slowly came down from your lovesick haze.

The first thing that started to lift the veil from your eyes was at the Class A Reunion Christmas party, where you found out that Midoriya and Ochako had gotten matching elf costumes. He told you it was just a silly tradition that had started in second year and how was just for fun.

You had planned for you two to wear matching Santa and Mrs. Claus outfits, but you didn't want to ruin the mood, so you let it go while trying not to hold it against them.

Then, during the party, the two seemed to get awfully chummy, dancing together and even partnering up for a few slow songs. You tried to brush it off, after all, they'd been friends for years, of course they were allowed to dance with each other.

Even after Midoriya kissed under the mistletoe and gave you a beautiful emerald necklace as your Christmas present, there was still a small amount of doubt in your heart that you soon pushed down in favor of trying to enjoy the holiday with your boyfriend.

The next incident was when you found out that Midoriya had partnered with Ochako for a rescue mission without you.

Normally, that wouldn't have been a big deal, but it was one that your quirk would've been better suited for and you had been free at the time.

When you confronted your boyfriend about it later, he almost sounded defensive.

"Her agency was closer to the site and there wasn't much time. It was just business, I promise, dear." he said, stepping forward to bringing you into an embrace and rest his chin atop your head.

You hummed, not fully satisfied, but knowing that lying wasn't really in character for him. He wouldn't lie to you.

He lied to you.

Sure, not telling you or talking to you about his quirk wasn't exactly lying. But that wasn't the point.

You found out that Midoriya hadn't told you the truth about his quirk from Ochako.

Midoriya had run to use the bathroom in the middle of group movie night and the brunette had turned to Tsu and Iida, a thought suddenly popping in her head.

"You guys remember when Deku's black whip first manifested back in first year?" she asked.

Tsu and Iida both nodded while you cocked your head to the side in confusion. What? What did she mean 'first manifested in first year?'

You heard her mention how he had come to her, Sero, and Tsuyu for advice on how to best utilize it, and how after Float manifested as well, he came to her alone for more training and how they still sometimes work together so that he can get the hang of it.

As the three reminisced about first year, you tuned out their conversation and actually stayed zoned out for the rest of the night, attempting to comprehend what Ochako had said.

You talked to Izuku later that night and found out that he had actually kept his quirk a secret from you, though for good reason.

You understood his reasoning, but you didn't understand why he hadn't told you that he was training with Ochako every week without telling you.

He reassured you that it was only training and nothing else, and that he saw her as a sister.

It wasn't until you caught him looking at her at a concert the five of you went to that you realized how screwed you were.

You were behind him, about to surprise him after coming back from getting snacks, and you saw him looking longingly to the left.

You followed his gaze at saw that he was looking at your brunette friend, his expression anything but platonic.

You wanted to cry, but instead held it in and went to sit down next to him, trying to act like everything was ok.

Over the next few weeks, you noticed more things that caused you to doubt your relationship with the green-eyed male.

He came home one afternoon after stopping off at Uraraka's place (he said he had left his watch there after your last group movie night), and had what looked like a hickey on his neck.

You were heartbroken, but tried to rationalize that there was probably a reason for it, asking him casually what happened.

He looked a bit nervous and told you it was from a kitchen accident at her place.

You didn't fight him on it, instead accepting the excuse as you went to bed next to him, nearly crying as you curled into yourself.

You woke up the next morning to an empty bed and turned on the TV, watching the news. It was an interview with Izuku. The interviewer asked him questions about you, and he replied happily.

But when they asked questions about Ochako... he looked excited and spoke fondly of her, praising her hardwork and her determination. He spoke so highly of her, and laughed as he recounted a funny rescue story where she was involved.

The entire thing just broke your heart. You realized you were just 2nd place in his heart... why was he even dating you when he clearly loved her?

You shook your head, breaking out of your trance as you step back. You look around the room and start to pack up your things. You were done being a third wheel in your own relationship.

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A/N: Funny story, I accidentally posted this early and had not intended to have this be the end. I hadn't written it the end yet and instead of "Save Draft" clicked "Post". Whoops. Didn't realize I'd even posted it until it already had multiple likes and a couple comments! Sorry yo! So yeah, working on a good ending. Feel free to leave suggestions!

[skiiyoomin]

hii bestiiee, i was the one asking if you do songfics a few weeks (?) back (idk why i clicked anon lol)

so my idea is friends by chase atlantic, denki x reader 👀

what (and if) you want to make out of this is up to you, would be cool if this inspires you 🫶

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Cont: Denki x reader, toxic relationships, swearing, gn!reader, mentions of drugs and alcohol.

a/n this is messyyy, but bare with me i tried

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ღFriends

Girl, tell me what you're doing on the other side And so, just tell me what you're doing with that other guy 'Cause I ain't got patience to slow down the pace All your girlfriends are wasted They need it, they chase it Face it, you want it, you crave it Believe when I say that you'll know once you taste it

Denki has felt confusion many many times in his life. Yet, they were all dimmed in comparison to the confusion he feels now. His eyes are glued on you. On your body as it sways to the beat of the music. The way your dress hugs all your curves just right. On the flashing lights of the party shining down on your skin. Had it been any other moment, he would´ve been taken by your beauty. But now he only feels a sourness envelop his tongue when his eyes trail over to the man glued to your side.

He hates it. Hates the seething jealousy he feels when your lips attach to his own. He had kissed your lips too. He´s sure he´s a far better kisser than that wannabe you´re making out with right now. He feels nauseous. Either from the overwhelming stench of drugs and alcohol, or from the sight of you in someone elses arms.

In a way, he feels a sense of betrayal too, even if he´s well aware he has no right to. You never labeled whatever you are. But is it really hard to miss the obvious tension between you? Everyone could see the fleeting glances, the lingering touches, the suave words that were borderline flirtatious. He had felt the passion you had kissed him with. Friends don´t kiss like you do. Right? He was convinced there was something more. So then, why are you kissing someone who isn´t him?

All of your friends have been here for too long They must be waiting for you to move on Girl, I'm not with it, I'm way too far gone I'm not ready, eyes heavy now Heart on your sleeve like you've never been loved Running in circles, now look what you've done Wish you'd let me stay, I'm ready now

Your friends aren´t any better. They whisper things into your brain, so much so that you believe them. He isn´t right for you. You deserve better. Yet you´re the one that always ran in circles, repeating the same stories over and over. You´d run to him, and in those moments, he´d feel the happiest because he was with you. Because you kissed him and looked at him like he´s your world.

Then you´d run away again. And as much as he wanted to pretend like it doesn´t hurt him, it does. He hates seeing you go around, sleeping with guy after guy. No matter how many times he tried to reason with you, to talk it out, it always led to some sort of pointless argument. He should leave, he knows he should, but he can´t. You´re a drug he can´t get enough of. Because, shit, he´s so hung up on you. He´s wrapped around your finger and you don´t even seem to realize. Or care.

Just give me some time and space to realize That you, were busy lying, sleeping 'round with other guys And what the hell were we? Tell me we weren't just friends This doesn't make much sense, no But I'm not hurt, I'm tense 'Cause I'll be fine without you, babe

Once again, he feels that profuse sense of confusion. That line between friends and lovers was crossed long ago. Maybe it never existed. Yet you keep giving him mixed feelings. You kiss him, but you kiss other guys. So what the hell are you if not friends? He doesn´t know. He does know one thing however, he needs to clear the air. He stands up from the couch and heads over to you, and despite his nerves, he knows he has to do this, because at the end of the day, none of you are benefitting from whatever this is.

[candybowbeansies]

Rule the World

warnings/notes: reader is preggers, Angst to Fluff, ofc ya'll are married but due to who he is ya'll never had a ceremony but still filled the papers in, reader has a panic attack then a mental meltdown, and this starts around the raid, so spoilers ahoy! After much debate, I decided to go w Armless!Overhaul BECAUSE HE NEEDS COMFORT FROM LOSING HIS ARMS LIKE THAT DAMNIT 😭 Kai is a prison inmate, reader has to jump through hoops to gain approval for a conjugal visit in Tartarus(it's freaking Tartarus so I'm taking creative liberty, there's nothing realistic about the process in here you've been warned), but ya'll are stubborn so you keep at it until ya'll finally do 🥺 its ftb like the other fics, and conjugal doesn't necessarily mean purely sexual! let ya'll's imagination go wild 🥺👉👈

~Masterlist~

be his~ be his~

Snacks plated and radio jamming softly in the background, you pad over to your living room, talking to your friend over the phone. “Oooh, boy, are you seeing the news? There’s a story about some big raid on a villain's compound coming on.” they ask as you plop down on your couch, snacks set on the coffee table before you. “Really, now?” you hum taking the remote to turn on the tv, pushing in numbers for the news channel. “Let’s see what’s going on, then.” you speak to your friend. When you look back to the screen after settling in, you see a very familiar place in an aerial view.

‘We're here live at Hassaikai Compound, in the aftermath of a Police raid, search, and rescue. The Police had cooperated with the Hero Sir Nighteye's agency and other heroes brought into the job through the Hero Commission.’ 

There was a massive hole out front. Your hold on the phone grows lax, you’re heart dropping to your stomach. You knew he had his secrets, that was expected of a yakuza. Even so, you loved him. A year ago, you and him agreed that you were both too busy to have a ceremony, but still filled in to become officially married.

‘The villain Chisaki, Kai, known as Overhaul, and his dangerous goons have been subdued successfully, but at what price?’

You stare on in disbelief, on the edge of your seat.

‘Sir Nighteye has been gravely injured--impaled, I'm hearing by sources-and some students from the infamous 1-A have sustained injuries as well! They've packed these villains up and sent them off for protocol. Hopefully the likes of them end up in Tartarus! We'll be right back after--what?! I'm hearing the security escort on XX Ramp were attacked! We'll have helicopters on scene after the break!’

'I was wondering have you ever been, have you ever been anything other than, other than true, have you? Never been good but I've never been better'

Tears sting at the corners of your eyes as his and your song begins to play. You were looking forward to telling him the news the next time you would meet with him.

They fall when you see the attack happen on the vehicle he was put in from the news helicopter's view, high above.

You see the fire, you see the threatening figures looming over him.

'I was wondering have you ever been anything anything other than you, is that true? We're not gonna be here forever'

A pitiful sound escapes the back of your throat as you lift your hands, digging your fingers into your scalp, as your whole world comes all but crashing down. You open your mouth, a silent wail escaping you.

You were pregnant.

'I don't want to stay here on my own I don't want to let that body go'

Your sobs fill the room as you curl up against the couch, effectively muting the radio playing the other room. The phone and the person on the other side of the line are completely forgotten, the tv droning on and on as you break down.

The following months, you found yourself fighting for your visitation rights.

Even Tartarus allowed visitations, but there was a host of meticulous procedures that had to be done. Things had to be signed, imaging had to be done.

During your stay in the provided accommodation, you'd be treated like an inmate. Everything that happened in Tartarus, stays in Tartarus.

If that's what had to be done to see the man you loved, you were more than willing.

When the suits approved you for a conjugal visit, you were somewhere along in your second trimester. You were elated at the news.

So happy, that the majority of your processing went by in a blur. You were escorted by armed officers, shackles around your wrists and ankles, wearing a special pair of goggles that blocked out your vision.

Your toes curled as you're wheeled through what you assumed were checkpoints; loudspeakers beeping and heavy metallic doors clattering open, one after the other, until you feel a stop.

You knew better than to say anything, impatiently counting down the seconds until you could finally be with him.

Him; your hubby.

Once more, you hear metal clatter off to your side instead of in front of you.

Your man. Just a little bit longer...

You feel yourself being swiveled to the side, as they wheel you inside and stop. They prattle off about everything you already know, and you nod along.

The father of the life inside you. How would he react?

Your heart thuds against your ribcage anxiously as your shackles and goggles are removed and they exit the room. You stare at the armored door in front of you as you hear the one behind you close.

After a few moments, you hear the whirring, which prompts you to stand up and pad as close to the door as you dared. Slowly, it creaked open-and the figure beyond the threshold washes away the last of your patience. "Kai!" you gasp as you run straight towards him, inadvertently plowing into him, overwhelmed by the reunion to tears. He grunts at the contact, giving a soft huff as you keep calling his name, clinging to him.

His name; you'd call out to him, until your last breath.

His armless embrace is awkward at best, yet it does wonders to soothe you. "Kai." you call out once more, soaking up his warmth like a sponge as he deeply inhales your familiar scent.

"Angel." you hear his wavering voice and you look up to him, his sharp amber eyes wet, a small smile playing his lips. You caress his cheeks, thumbing away the tears on his lashes as they flutter closed.

"How's baby, my love?" he asks, and you giggle. Nothing gets past him, you swore. You feel them shift inside you, a soft gasp escaping you. But you can't help but smile wider. "Happy to finally hear Daddy." you say, relishing in his chuckle. You kiss his unkempt stubble, and he places a kiss on your temple.

'I love you's are gently exchanged, along with soft words that bring pleasantly fuzzy warmth and content; this was just the beginning.

You had every intention of enjoying every moment you could with him.

[radiantallomancer]

Fuck, Katsuki thinks. That shit is dangerous. It should be illegal to be that fucking cute. His obsession with Deku’s dimples is starting to get out of hand.

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Songfic for Dimple (Illegal) by BTS!

[shuckinbeanz]

Rule the World

warnings/notes: reader is preggers, Angst to Fluff, ofc ya'll are married but due to who he is ya'll never had a ceremony but still filled the papers in, reader has a panic attack then a mental meltdown, and this starts around the raid, so spoilers ahoy! After much debate, I decided to go w Armless!Overhaul BECAUSE HE NEEDS COMFORT FROM LOSING HIS ARMS LIKE THAT DAMNIT 😭 Kai is a prison inmate, reader has to jump through hoops to gain approval for a conjugal visit in Tartarus(it's freaking Tartarus so I'm taking creative liberty, there's nothing realistic about the process in here you've been warned), but ya'll are stubborn so you keep at it until ya'll finally do 🥺 its ftb like the other fics, and conjugal doesn't necessarily mean purely sexual! let ya'll's imagination go wild 🥺👉👈

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~Masterlist~

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be his~ be his~

Snacks plated and radio jamming softly in the background, you pad over to your living room, talking to your friend over the phone. “Oooh, boy, are you seeing the news? There’s a story about some big raid on a villain's compound coming on.” they ask as you plop down on your couch, snacks set on the coffee table before you. “Really, now?” you hum taking the remote to turn on the tv, pushing in numbers for the news channel. “Let’s see what’s going on, then.” you speak to your friend. When you look back to the screen after settling in, you see a very familiar place in an aerial view.

‘We're here live at Hassaikai Compound, in the aftermath of a Police raid, search, and rescue. The Police had cooperated with the Hero Sir Nighteye's agency and other heroes brought into the job through the Hero Commission.’ 

There was a massive hole out front. Your hold on the phone grows lax, you’re heart dropping to your stomach. You knew he had his secrets, that was expected of a yakuza. Even so, you loved him. A year ago, you and him agreed that you were both too busy to have a ceremony, but still filled in to become officially married.

‘The villain Chisaki, Kai, known as Overhaul, and his dangerous goons have been subdued successfully, but at what price?’

You stare on in disbelief, on the edge of your seat.

‘Sir Nighteye has been gravely injured--impaled, I'm hearing by sources-and some students from the infamous 1-A have sustained injuries as well! They've packed these villains up and sent them off for protocol. Hopefully the likes of them end up in Tartarus! We'll be right back after--what?! I'm hearing the security escort on XX Ramp were attacked! We'll have helicopters on scene after the break!’

'I was wondering have you ever been, have you ever been anything other than, other than true, have you? Never been good but I've never been better'

Tears sting at the corners of your eyes as his and your song begins to play. You were looking forward to telling him the news the next time you would meet with him.

They fall when you see the attack happen on the vehicle he was put in from the news helicopter's view, high above.

You see the fire, you see the threatening figures looming over him.

'I was wondering have you ever been anything anything other than you, is that true? We're not gonna be here forever'

A pitiful sound escapes the back of your throat as you lift your hands, digging your fingers into your scalp, as your whole world comes all but crashing down. You open your mouth, a silent wail escaping you.

You were pregnant.

'I don't want to stay here on my own I don't want to let that body go'

Your sobs fill the room as you curl up against the couch, effectively muting the radio playing the other room. The phone and the person on the other side of the line are completely forgotten, the tv droning on and on as you break down.

The following months, you found yourself fighting for your visitation rights.

Even Tartarus allowed visitations, but there was a host of meticulous procedures that had to be done. Things had to be signed, imaging had to be done.

During your stay in the provided accommodation, you'd be treated like an inmate. Everything that happened in Tartarus, stays in Tartarus.

If that's what had to be done to see the man you loved, you were more than willing.

When the suits approved you for a conjugal visit, you were somewhere along in your second trimester. You were elated at the news.

So happy, that the majority of your processing went by in a blur. You were escorted by armed officers, shackles around your wrists and ankles, wearing a special pair of goggles that blocked out your vision.

Your toes curled as you're wheeled through what you assumed were checkpoints; loudspeakers beeping and heavy metallic doors clattering open, one after the other, until you feel a stop.

You knew better than to say anything, impatiently counting down the seconds until you could finally be with him.

Him; your hubby.

Once more, you hear metal clatter off to your side instead of in front of you.

Your man. Just a little bit longer...

You feel yourself being swiveled to the side, as they wheel you inside and stop. They prattle off about everything you already know, and you nod along.

The father of the life inside you. How would he react?

Your heart thuds against your ribcage anxiously as your shackles and goggles are removed and they exit the room. You stare at the armored door in front of you as you hear the one behind you close.

After a few moments, you hear the whirring, which prompts you to stand up and pad as close to the door as you dared. Slowly, it creaked open-and the figure beyond the threshold washes away the last of your patience. "Kai!" you gasp as you run straight towards him, inadvertently plowing into him, overwhelmed by the reunion to tears. He grunts at the contact, giving a soft huff as you keep calling his name, clinging to him.

His name; you'd call out to him, until your last breath.

His armless embrace is awkward at best, yet it does wonders to soothe you. "Kai." you call out once more, soaking up his warmth like a sponge as he deeply inhales your familiar scent.

"Angel." you hear his wavering voice and you look up to him, his sharp amber eyes wet, a small smile playing his lips. You caress his cheeks, thumbing away the tears on his lashes as they flutter closed.

"How's baby, my love?" he asks, and you giggle. Nothing gets past him, you swore. You feel them shift inside you, a soft gasp escaping you. But you can't help but smile wider. "Happy to finally hear Daddy." you say, relishing in his chuckle. You kiss his unkempt stubble, and he places a kiss on your temple.

'I love you's are gently exchanged, along with soft words that bring pleasantly fuzzy warmth and content; this was just the beginning.

You had every intention of enjoying every moment you could with him.

[eyeless-jeff666]

Midnight Ball

Last one I think but these song live in my head rent free Tsunagu's car breaks down and he enters a mysterious mansion to ask for help Slight Angst, fluff, happy ending, mysterious, surreal, short, based on a song Word Count: 631

Tsunagu felt cold and lost; he was tired already from a week of his job taking up all of his strength, and now his car had broken down in the middle of nowhere; quite the beautiful nowhere, somewhere in the mountains with a clear view of the deep sea despite the dark of the night. He didn’t have tools to fix it either and no phone connections to call anyone. His gaze wandered, to see if maybe he could spot other cars or people, but all he could see were the glistening lights of a mansion not far from where he stood.

‘Surely, someone can help me there.’

He thought to himself as he made his way over to it. It was a beautiful house, luxurious almost, and he certainly felt out of place as he knocked. A butler opened him, his gaze not quite meeting Tsunagu’s eyes; dull blue pupils and he figured that the man must have been blind. A myriad of voices sounded from inside, and with an overly polite gesture, he was invited to enter. A shiver ran down his spine as he followed the invitation. To say he was underdressed would be an understatement, his eyes widening as he looked around at all the people, in gorgeous dresses and suits and anything in between, sparkling in beautiful colors that made his heart beat higher. He could have only dreamed of making clothes this gorgeous, and as people began to chat with him and offer him champagne, he quickly forgot the reason he’d come.

Some of the guests seemed familiar, though he couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but everyone was incredibly kind. He drank and danced, eventually catching his own gaze in a mirror; coming to a halt as he saw nobody but himself in it. And the shiver he’d felt earlier returned. Something told him that looking back at the guests would show him some nightmarish horror, but as he turned his head, nothing about them had changed. Despite the good time he’d had, he now wanted to leave.

Just as he was about to step back outside through the heavy doors, the butler stood in his way, and shook his head:

“Everyone may enter the midnight ball. But nobody may leave.”

He said, and a warm hand immediately calmed the cold fearful pit in Tsunagu’s stomach; he knew that feeling. Knew the way the person behind him was breathing. Knew the chuckle he heard.

“Shinya?”

His voice was nothing more than a whisper and he was almost too scared to turn around. But truly; before him stood none other than his husband who had passed away two years before. In a gorgeous suit, his hair done as always, half up the way he’d always worn in for formal events.

“Am I-“

The blonde started, but the other just took his hands and neither of them cared about the sound of the door falling shut:

“Yes. All of us are.”

Shinya said, his voice soft and calm as if it wasn’t anything to be worried about. And so Tsunagu chose not to be, and held his husband’s face instead, kissing him a million times to verify he wasn’t simply dreaming; the only tears shed on the pure joy of seeing him again.

“Let’s get you something fancier to wear, Tsu. I know you will just love the options you have.”

With that, the two disappeared back into the crowd filling the mansion, and he couldn’t help but wonder about everyone he was leaving behind in the realm of the living.

‘They will be fine without me.’

That was his last thought before his undivided attention and mind went back to Shinya, where it belonged and where it would stay until the end of time.

[shigaraki-housewife]

Memories

Dabi x GN!Reader

Song: Memories by Conan Gray

Summary: You and Dabi broke up and all you want is to move on

Angst

It had been a couple of months since Dabi had broken up with Y/N, For the first month or two they were heartbroken; they truly loved him more than they did anyone else. They couldn't look at all the pictures that they had taken over the 2 years that they were together without crying and wishing things were different.

but it has been months now and they can finally look at the pictures without crying, Instead, they just smile they haven't felt that in a while and it feels good to smile again without feeling the pain of their heartbreaking.

It was about 8 pm and it was raining, which Y/N didn't mind, they liked the rain, it made them feel calm. They were in the kitchen fixing a cup of tea when they heard the doorbell ringing, Sighing they put down their tea before making their way to the front door. Opening the door, their eyes widened as they saw his bright blue eyes at the entrance, Dabi was wet from the rain. They wanted to close the door in his face and hide under their cover but Dabi spoke up "Y/N, I just want to talk." 'Talk, that is what he wants. I can't turn him away' Y/N thought as they moved to the side to let Dabi in.

"Please don't ruin this for me Dabi. Please don't make it harder to move on than it already is. I'm trying to get over all of this." Y/N said as they closed the door but when they turned around they saw Dabi wasn't there. 'I'm trying to keep you as a memory, but you showed up and ruined it for me, Dabi' Y/N sighed once again and made her way to the kitchen to see if Dabi was in there, They tried so hard to put him in the past because they are so traumatized, but it just like Dabi to not let them forget him.

As they walked into the kitchen they saw Dabi sitting on the floor, the closer they looked at Dabi, the sooner they realized that he was drunk. "You left me, you told me you wouldn't leave me," Dabi said as he put his head in hand. Dabi was too busy talking to hear Y/N when they said "I wish that you would stay in my memories." If Dabi doesn't leave tonight they can't say goodbye, It is hard to end this if Dabi keeps coming back over and over again.

Y/N told themselves that the ending will always stay the same no matter what happens so there's no good reason to believe that Dabi and them could ever be together again. They know that they can't be friends with Dabi or his lover. Y/N can't be the reason that they are holding each other back from falling in love with someone other than them.

Y/N sighed as they went to the living room to grab a blanket, Walking back to the kitchen they kneeled to wrap the blanket around Dabi before they spoke "Since you are here, I guess I can let you stay as long as you want." Dabi looked up meeting Y/N's eyes "Really?" Dabi asked as he reached his hand up to touch Y/N's face but they grabbed his wrist, stopping him from touching them.

"Yes, you can stay as long as it takes to grab the rest of your things." Y/N said as they stood up, they looked down at Dabi from where he was still sitting "And please make sure you grab that one cologne that you bought when we were fighting okay? It's still on my clothes and my other things." Y/N said as they made their way to their bedroom "And it makes me feel like dying every time I smell it, and I was just barely surviving without you." Y/N sighed quietly to themselves. They lay in bed as they thought one last thing before going to sleep

'I wish you just stay in my memories'.

A/N: Two fics in one day?? Yes, and there will be more since I don't have work today :)

[sayanel]

En apesanteur - SongFic

I mean this song was fucking made for Ochako and I had to do something.

Summary :

Izuku's late for a very important business meeting. So very, very late. Yet he forget all of it the instant he lays his eyes on the other person in the elevator. He didn't know angels took elevators too.

[jackattack20writes]

2023 Writing Summary

(Idea stolen with permission from @ariadnekurosaki )

Fics written: 15 + chapters added to the only fic I started last year

Word Count: 208,567 posted; approx 5,500 words in drafts

Shortest Fic: Treasure (1,011)

Longest Fic: Wings (53,318-WIP)

Top 5:

1. Love Tangles Everything Up in Webs

2. Wings

3. Rukia and Her Adventures in Babysitting

4. Treasure

5. Jackattack’s IchiRuki Week 2023 one-shots

Absolutely super massive thanks to everyone who read one of my fics, left Kudos or commented. Words don't express how much I appreciate you reading my bullshit. I'll be back in 2024 with new chapters and new finds that I hope you'll enjoy as much as the stuff this year :)

[littlehoneydear20]

I'm working on it

- Song Fics:

~ Angels Like You - Miley Cyrus (DabiHawks) ~

~ Coringa - Jão (DabiHawks) ~

- One-Shot:

~ Bachelor Party (KiriBaku) ~ (Where the model - and Katsuki's ex-boyfriend - appears as a stripper at his bachelor party.)

~ Wrong Driver (TodoBaku) ~ [ Based on episode 25, in season 5, of a Brazilian series called "Tapas e Beijos".] (On Shoto's wedding day, Katsuki convinces Deku to go with him to steal the limousine that was going to drop the groom off at the church, to try to convince him not to get married.)

[rorywritessmut]

Should I start posting my fanfiction here too, not just ao3?

[candybowbeansies]

Let Them Go

warnings/notes: I'm in the mood for time skipping, heartbreak, regret, reunions, kinda slow burn('kinda' because theres a big time skip in this fic), angst with a bittersweet ending and a pinch of salt. Mentions of depression, using alcohol as a coping mechanism, sleepless nights, skipping meals, and workaholic tendencies. This is written in his POV, taking place some years after Enji ends it with you. Like it was mentioned in the first part, you decide to keep the bb(s, actually, they're identical twins ssob 😭). <3 I had to scrap and rewrite the entire thing several times, and I'm finally happy with this one! :3 My man is an absolute trainwreck--😭😭😭

I lied, I'm sorry-- inspo for Enji finally popped up and I wasn't about to let it slide through my fingers!

~Masterlist~

Tags: @annoyinglyloudcomputer

staring at the ceiling in the dark, same old empty feeling in his heart... </3

It's been months since the separation. Since he found out you were pregnant. Even now, he'd check his phone religiously for something-anything, from you.

But nothing ever came.

He prayed you'd give him one chance, and he'd try his damnedest, hell in high water, to become nothing but the best for you. No more fucking shit up.

But the rainy season came and went, in the blink of an eye. The nights became impossibly long, and soon enough, he'd taken to alcohol. With it, he'd finally get some damn sleep, without you invading his dreams. He'd wake up with a killer migraine, but he'd still trudge through work.

Work.

He'd work, work, work. Skipping meals, he'd work himself to the bone. He'd kept himself busy. He wondered how you were doing. He wondered if you thought of him like he thought of you. He had a special tone for you, so he'd know when you'd message him or call him. Because he foolishly hoped and prayed you'd contact him again.

Fall, winter...before he knew it, the rainy season came and went again. And again. And again.

As the years passed, the hole remains; time only numbing the pain. It wasn't until one day, when he least expected it, he saw you with two little ones a short distance away. He was roped into investigating a minor incident at a mall.

You were admonishing them. One was pouting, near tears, while their sibling was wailing in upset. His eyesight may not be as good as it used to, but those turquoise hues were downright unmistakable.

So you had twins?

A bittersweet feeling blooms in his chest. They must be quite the handful.

"Endeavor, sir?" another pro hero calls him out of his reverie. He doesn't even notice the uncharacteristic soft smile on his face. "Get on with it." he says, quick to continue with his work, stomping down the desire to walk up to you. He's the one that let you go.

As much as it hurt, he had no right. He had no idea just how much he'd loved you...until he foolishly chased you away. If you didn't so much as text him throughout these years, you didn't want anything to do with him, he'd convinced himself.

So he'd returned to the task at hand, finishing up the last of it, dread pooling in his stomach from merely being near you. He felt like he couldn't get away quick enough.

And really, he couldn't.

"Enji?"

When he heard your voice, a chill settled into his very bones. He turned to you-it's only been a few years, but you're more beautiful then ever.

The twins weren't crying anymore; instead they opted to stare up at him in awe. "I'm sorry." the words pass your lips, your apology irritating him. "No." he cuts you off before you can speak again, and you shrink back. He sighs.

He couldn’t do at least one fucking thing right, could he…?

He should start trying to right here.

"I'm..." he rumbles. Like a stubborn mule, he didn't know how much he needed you, all the way up until he let you go. "...the one who should be sorry." he says, the words bitter on his tongue, because they couldn't be truer.

The wobbly smile on your lips, the tears in your eyes.

"Can we talk?" you ask.

He knew you missed him.

"...yeah." he replies.

He missed you, too. This time...he won't fuck up.

[mimez-meme]

Sigh I love them.

Sometimes, Hizashi has a bad night. This happens every now & then after graduation, with Oboro gone & Shouta who-knows-where. Sometimes on nights like these he shows up on Nemuri’s doorstep; sometimes she drags him there following an ill-advised bar crawl on his part.

Sometimes, she uses her quirk to help him sleep. Sometimes, they stay up the whole night—& it’s mixed drinks, ice cream, & chatter about anything that’ll work as a distraction. & sometimes, they’ll watch shitty B-movies on her couch until they both conk out, snoring with a blanket tucked over their shoulders.

[shuckinbeanz]

Let Them Go

warnings/notes: I'm in the mood for time skipping, heartbreak, regret, reunions, kinda slow burn('kinda' because theres a big time skip in this fic), angst with a bittersweet ending and a pinch of salt. Mentions of depression, using alcohol as a coping mechanism, sleepless nights, skipping meals, and workaholic tendencies. This is written in his POV, taking place some years after Enji ends it with you. Like it was mentioned in the first part, you decide to keep the bb(s, actually, they're identical twins ssob 😭). <3 I had to scrap and rewrite the entire thing several times, and I'm finally happy with this one! :3 My man is an absolute trainwreck--😭😭😭

MINORS 👏 DNI! 👏 AGE 👏 IN 👏 BIO 👏 OR 👏 DNI! 👏 Head on over to @candybowbeansies please for my SFW pieces, or be blocked if you interact here! 😇

~Masterlist~

Tags: @dynamightsdaydream , @izukusfreckle

staring at the ceiling in the dark, same old empty feeling in his heart... </3

It's been months since the separation. Since he found out you were pregnant. Even now, he'd check his phone religiously for something-anything, from you.

But nothing ever came.

He prayed you'd give him one chance, and he'd try his damnedest, hell in high water, to become nothing but the best for you. No more fucking shit up.

But the rainy season came and went, in the blink of an eye. The nights became impossibly long, and soon enough, he'd taken to alcohol. With it, he'd finally get some damn sleep, without you invading his dreams. He'd wake up with a killer migraine, but he'd still trudge through work.

Work.

He'd work, work, work. Skipping meals, he'd work himself to the bone. He'd kept himself busy. He wondered how you were doing. He wondered if you thought of him like he thought of you. He had a special tone for you, so he'd know when you'd message him or call him. Because he foolishly hoped and prayed you'd contact him again.

Fall, winter...before he knew it, the rainy season came and went again. And again. And again.

As the years passed, the hole remains; time only numbing the pain. It wasn't until one day, when he least expected it, he saw you with two little ones a short distance away. He was roped into investigating a minor incident at a mall.

You were admonishing them. One was pouting, near tears, while their sibling was wailing in upset. His eyesight may not be as good as it used to, but those turquoise hues were downright unmistakable.

So you had twins?

A bittersweet feeling blooms in his chest. They must be quite the handful.

"Endeavor, sir?" another pro hero calls him out of his reverie. He doesn't even notice the uncharacteristic soft smile on his face. "Get on with it." he says, quick to continue with his work, stomping down the desire to walk up to you. He's the one that let you go.

As much as it hurt, he had no right. He had no idea just how much he'd loved you...until he foolishly chased you away. If you didn't so much as text him throughout these years, you didn't want anything to do with him, he'd convinced himself.

So he'd returned to the task at hand, finishing up the last of it, dread pooling in his stomach from merely being near you. He felt like he couldn't get away quick enough.

And really, he couldn't.

"Enji?"

When he heard your voice, a chill settled into his very bones. He turned to you-it's only been a few years, but you're more beautiful then ever.

The twins weren't crying anymore; instead they opted to stare up at him in awe. "I'm sorry." the words pass your lips, your apology irritating him. "No." he cuts you off before you can speak again, and you shrink back. He sighs.

He couldn’t do at least one fucking thing right, could he…?

He should start trying to right here.

"I'm..." he rumbles. Like a stubborn mule, he didn't know how much he needed you, all the way up until he let you go. "...the one who should be sorry." he says, the words bitter on his tongue, because they couldn't be truer.

The wobbly smile on your lips, the tears in your eyes.

"Can we talk?" you ask.

He knew you missed him.

"...yeah." he replies.

He missed you, too. This time...he won't fuck up.

[eyeless-jeff666]

The Black Guest

(Another one because I am motivated) Tsunagu and Shinya get married, death tries to intervene dramatically Fluff, minimal angst, happy ending, short, based on a song Word count: 276

It was a beautiful wedding scene, candles shining brightly, with the guests of the wedding chatting and enjoying the drinks. A slow waltz started playing, Tsunagu and Shinya as the newlyweds the first ones to start dancing. It was elegant, the blonde made for dances like this while the other simply let himself be led and recalled the practice he’d gone through for this very moment.

Suddenly, the doors opened, a stranger dressed fully in black entered and the music died immediately. Shinya went pale as the stranger grabbed his hand and pulled him close. Everyone stared in shock, listening as the black guest spoke:

“Candles in the wind may burn bright but flicker out eventually. Everything ends, except one thing you humans don’t know anymore. Something stronger than time itself.”

The young groom's mother cried out:

“Why him? He’s still so young!”

 The father called:

“I’ll give you my money and possessions for him.”

But the stranger wouldn’t let go of Shinya’s hand, kissing it and swaying him in a slow, almost tragic dance. Tsunagu stepped forward now, his face determined and yet sad as he reached out his hand to the man:

“Will you take my life in exchange for his?”

The guests began to mutter, in shock and what seemed like discussions for preference, but the stranger fell silent. He took a step towards the blonde; and let go of Shinya:

“Your love defeats me.”

He spoke, turning around and vanishing as walked away; disappearing into dark smoke that mixed with the candles'. The shock wore off, and the party continued; calmer but with the assuring knowledge that the newlyweds’ love was real.

[sweetdreamer215]

Skyfall: How Useless I Can Be - AO3

Once again another shameless self promotion plug. I am working on chapter 14 of my fanfiction Taking Flight: Price of a Dream a xxxholic/MHA crossover but because I'm running late I decided to post this. It was something that was stuck in my head and so I wrote it as a one shot then fleshed it out further. So this is the original one shot that I'll be adding more to when I'm not working on Taking Flight. This has been worked on (and other chapters of it) for around the same time as Taking Flight, but never posted.

Link here

Synopsis:

Pro-Hero Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, or as he's just called DynaMight, has been working on a case for years. Useless the vigilante/villain depending on who one spoke to. They appeared one day as an Informant helping heroes catch villains, then one day they stopped and switched to helping anyone who paid the most, as long as the villains followed a few rules. The rules that DynaMight has been able to peace together: no going after civilians, no killing heroes, and leave the quirkless alone.

They've been taunting DynaMight himself for years, sending music from the pre-quirk era, all being some sort of message that he had yet to figure out.

Today was his day off, his mind off of work, and a villain comes by and ruins it, turns out he has a message from Useless for DynaMight...a message that Useless wants to spread...and it happened to be on the day of Izuku's death.

Please see tags for warnings, also some chapters (like ch. 1) are songfic style. All chapters are inspired by a song though.

~~~~ "Try me and I'll show you how seless I really am." - Useless

~~~~~ Tags:

screenshot cause I'm lazy XD If you give it a shot, thank you. I'll add more tags as I post other chapters. It is a songfic inspired style and song inspired.