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dee-writes-angst · 5 months ago

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The Cold Hands Of Death

SUMMARY the USJ, a place meant to teach you rescue and recovery quickly becomes a place of pain, suffering, and loss.

CONTENT WARNINGS violence, graphic descriptions of violence, descriptions of injuries, kidnapping, angst, and grief. For the sake of the series (and my conscience), all characters are aged up while still following the plot of MHA. In other words, think of UA as a college rather a high school.

AUTHORS NOTE for those of you who have watched the anime, you may know that this isn't exactly how the USJ battle went down. I have taken some creative liberties for the sake of the story and considering the fact that they're all college-age in this story, it makes more sense that Aizawa would be more lenient with adults joining the fight than children.

SERIES MASTERLIST

It’s been weeks since you’ve started attending UA, and you can confidently say that you are part of a group of friends. Even as a child, it was just you and Tenko, as neither of you were particularly outgoing, and many kids tended to stay away from Tenko naturally. You thought it might be because of his constant itching, but it had never bothered you before, so you didn’t quite understand why anyone else would be bothered by it.

Your time at UA had brought new connections. During your first days, you and Todoroki got particularly close through your daily lunch meetups, learning more about each other until you were familiar enough to be on a first-name basis. Shoto was stoic and a little aloof, sure, but he carried so much pain that it seemed to physically weigh him down. He was an enigma to you, one that you felt a primal urge to uncover.

Today was a somewhat normal school day for your class. You went through your common core subjects before meeting with All Might for hero training. However, instead of meeting with the renowned hero, your class was confronted by your homeroom teacher, Mr. Aizawa, who had news of rescue training that would be held in the USJ building with Pro Hero Thirteen, known for their search and rescue capabilities. The class buzzed with excitement, eager to show off their abilities and don their hero costumes again.

You found yourself seated next to Todoroki on the bus, behind Mina and Aoyama, and across from Midoriya and Tsu. The bus hummed with chatter and the anticipation of the upcoming training.

“How are you feeling about natural disaster training?” you asked your new friend—or at least you thought you were friends. Neither of you had really confirmed it, so you were just going with the flow.

Todoroki turned his gaze to you, his mismatched eyes reflecting a moment of contemplation. "It's important," he finally said, his voice measured. "Disasters are unpredictable, and being prepared is essential for a hero."

You nodded, appreciating his straightforwardness. "True. I think it's going to be intense, but it's also a good opportunity to see how we handle real-life scenarios."

He gave a slight nod, his expression softening just a bit. "It will be a challenge, but that's why we're here, right? To become the best heroes we can be."

You nod, choosing not to continue the conversation as you get lost in your own thoughts. Your brows furrow as your mind strays back to Tenko once again. Your heart aches as you think about that night—the night when everything changed. The natural disasters you might face today could resemble that night: crumbled buildings, lost families. You couldn't afford to get lost in flashbacks and fail the people you had been working so hard to impress.

You had even convinced Aizawa to work with you on the side, helping you adapt your ability in the same way he had seen his friend, whom you knew as Present Mic, do. From those lessons, you had learned that your voice was more effective from a distance, making your close combat skills weak and difficult to improve. Your ability might even be useless against villains who could use their quirks during close combat. Aizawa had discussed finding you a tool, similar to his own, to give you an edge in those situations. You had agreed, and since then, you had been waiting for him to bring something to teach you during your one-on-one sessions.

Before long, the bus came to a stop outside the USJ building. Everyone bumped and pushed their way out in excitement. You were grateful for Todoroki, who kept a firm and respectful hand on your side to keep you from falling after watching Midoriya trip. Once everyone was out, Thirteen started her introduction, sharing some helpful words of encouragement along with her instructions. During the mini lecture, Aizawa gave you a look that had you walking off to the side toward the back of the bus, where he met you.

“I thought of something that I could show you to use during close combat scenarios,” he spoke quietly, his hair hiding the blush of embarrassment he was angrily trying to suppress.

“What?” you asked hopefully, your eyes alight with excitement.

In place of a response, Aizawa fiddled with his “scarf,” holding a part of it in his hand. Your eyes widened in realization, a small gasp escaping your lips. “Your scarf?” you asked softly.

“It would make the most sense. I’m the only other person proficient in it, so I’ll be able to teach you firsthand, and I’m sure I could convince the support course to make a close replica of mine. It’s just a thought. If you don’t want to—”

“No!” you quickly interrupted. “T-that would be amazing! Thank you, sensei.” You bowed, your voice holding nothing but reverence and deep gratitude.

Aizawa simply grunted and nodded in response, gesturing for you to rejoin your class, which was walking toward their assigned areas. Suddenly, a low rumbling sound echoed through the chamber, and the air began to warp and distort at the central plaza. Everyone’s attention snapped to the source, eyes widening in shock and confusion. Dark, swirling portals began to materialize, and from them, figures emerged—villains, dozens of them, led by a menacing man with hands covering his body and face.

Aizawa’s voice cut through the rising panic. “Villains! Everyone, stay together and be ready to fight!”

You exchanged a quick glance with Todoroki. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes burned with a fierce determination. He stepped forward slightly, placing himself protectively between you and the approaching villains.

“This is not a drill,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “We need to stay focused.”

You nodded, feeling a surge of resolve. The training you had undergone with Aizawa and the countless hours of practice flashed through your mind. You had worked too hard to falter now.

As the villains advanced, chaos erupted. Aizawa launched himself at the enemies, his scarf whipping through the air as he activated his Quirk to nullify their powers. Thirteen moved to defend the students, using her Black Hole Quirk to suck in and disintegrate debris and attackers alike.

Todoroki’s voice brought you back to the immediate danger. “We need to secure a safe position and plan our counterattack,” he said, his tone steady.

You nodded again, steeling yourself. “Right. I’ll follow your lead.”

Without hesitation, Todoroki extended his right hand, creating a massive wall of ice that blocked the villains’ path, buying you and your classmates precious time. He then turned to you, his eyes intense.

“Use your voice to disrupt their coordination,” he instructed. “We need every advantage we can get.”

You took a deep breath, your heart pounding. Channeling the training you had received, you began to sing, your voice rising and falling in pitch and frequency. The sound waves rippled through the air, causing the villains to stumble and clutch their heads in confusion and pain. Your quirk, Dissonance, was doing its job, disrupting their thoughts and actions.

Todoroki watched your back, ensuring no enemy could approach unnoticed. He glanced at you, admiration flickering in his eyes for a moment before he turned his attention back to the battle. “Good job. Keep it up,” he said, his voice a steady anchor amidst the chaos.

The other students, inspired by the leadership and bravery of their peers, joined the fray. Midoriya charged forward with his powerful punches, while Bakugo’s explosive attacks sent shockwaves through the enemy ranks. Mina’s acid melted obstacles in your path, and Tsu used her agility to maneuver around the battlefield, providing support where needed.

Despite the overwhelming odds, you and your classmates held your ground. Todoroki continued to create barriers and launch strategic attacks, his ice abilities devastating the enemy forces. You maintained your song, each note a weapon in the battle, your throat starting to ache from the strain but your determination unwavering.

As the battle raged on, you and Todoroki found yourselves back-to-back, surrounded by a group of particularly tenacious villains. “Ready?” he asked, glancing over his shoulder at you.

“Always,” you replied, your voice hoarse but resolute.

With a nod, Todoroki unleashed a torrent of ice, and you sang a powerful, disorienting note, the combined force of your quirks driving the villains back. For a moment, amidst the chaos and the danger, you felt a surge of pride and unity. Here, in the heart of the battle, you were not alone. You had friends, allies, and the strength to face whatever came your way.

The chaotic skirmish at the USJ escalated quickly, sending shockwaves through your class as villains poured through the portals. Amid the frenzy, the group was split apart, each student forced to confront threats on their own. You found yourself separated from Todoroki and the others, dodging attacks and desperately trying to regroup.

Suddenly, a massive figure emerged from the chaos—a Nomu, its grotesque appearance and monstrous strength making it a formidable opponent. Before you could react, its powerful grip closed around you, lifting you off your feet and carrying you toward the center of the battle.

Panic gripped you as you struggled against the Nomu’s grasp, trying to break free. Through the haze of fear, you caught glimpses of your classmates fighting valiantly, their shouts and powers blending into a chaotic symphony of battle.

As the Nomu carried you closer to the heart of the villain’s side, a figure stepped forward—a man with disheveled hair and a hauntingly familiar air. His gaze locked onto you with chilling recognition, his lips curling into a twisted grin.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” Shigaraki’s voice sent a chill down your spine, but his face triggered no recognition in your mind. You were too focused on the immediate danger to grasp the significance of the encounter.

Your heart pounded as Shigaraki’s gloved hand reached out, his expression a mix of amusement and malice. “You look lost,” he taunted, his voice low and mocking.

Struggling against the Nomu’s iron grip, you managed to summon enough strength to shout for help, hoping your quirk might have any effect on the monster squeezing the life out of you. But the chaos of battle drowned out your voice to anyone nearby, the Nomu continuing to hold you in a crushing grip unaffected by your qurik.

Shigaraki leaned closer, his eyes narrowing with predatory interest. “Don’t worry,” he whispered, his breath chilling against your ear. “I’ll make sure you remember me.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine, but your mind raced with thoughts of survival, focusing on escaping rather than on the cryptic threat of the villain before you.

The USJ building reverberated with the chaos of battle as heroes and villains clashed in a cataclysmic struggle. Ida escaping had led to All Might's arrival which had initially brought a surge of hope, his towering form casting a momentary calm over the frantic scene. But that calm was shattered as the Nomu, a grotesque amalgamation of muscle and malice, set you down beside Shigaraki and burst into the central plaza, its very presence sending a chill down your spine.

All Might was quick to approach Shigaraki and the Nomu who had achieved its mission in grabbing Aizawa. You let out a gut wrenching scream as you watched your beloved teachers face get pummeled into the concrete, collapsing to the ground in sobs at your failure. All Might had been too late in his arrival, only approaching after Aizawa’s defeat.

“You were a secondary trophy among my mission to defeat the final boss, I am so glad he finally decided to show,” his voice was gratingly calm as he reached out a hand to grip your arm. “Make a move to leave my side and I will kill you,” he warned, four slim fingers wrapping around your bicep, sending a fridgid shiver down your spine in response. “I wasn’t expecting to find your name among those enrolled in the hero program, though any flashes of you always include you talking about heroics, so I shouldn’t be that surprised.”

Your heart sank at his words, tears threatening to spill down your cheeks from fear, your brows furrowed in confusion at his words. The only person you shared dreams of heroics with was Tenko and he was dead, so how the hell did this villian know about it?

“Unhand my student, villian!” All Might called, his smile beaming as he looked to you, “stay strong, kid,” he nodded purposefully.

You turned your head to meet the wide, fearful eyes of your classmates as they watched you closely. It was Todoroki’s eyes that caught yours, holding your gaze as you both silently communicated, his reserve strengthening you from afar. You weren’t sure of the villians quirk, but you knew it activated when he touched something with all five fingers, so you obeyed, not wanting to test your luck.

In the midst of your silent moment with Todoroki, the villian had send that huge beast called the Nomu after All Might, the two of them matched punch for punch in a battle of sheer strength. Most of your classmates had collected Aizawa and stood by the doors to the exit with the injured thirteen as well, leaving only Midoriya, Bakugou, and Todoroki to whitness the big battle first hand with you. The portal guy had seemed to appear at the villians side, encouraging him to return to his base with you when the fight between the Nomu and All Might seemed to be swaying in the winning direction of your teacher.

The villian argued a while, but was eventually convinced, tugging you along with him as a portal appeared at his side.

Panic surged through you as you began to fight against his grip. “No!” you cried out, voice barely audible over the battle, but seemingly to catch Shoto’s attention, his heterochomic eyes widening when he realized the situation.

As if acting on fear alone, he shot a powerful wave of freezing ice at Shigaraki, shouting at you to “hold on!” as the ice berg shot rapidly across the battlefeild, growing in size, but untimately grumbling when the villian raised his hand, touching it and watching it simply collapse into ash.

"Shoto!" you shouted, your voice raw with desperation as you struggled against his hold. But Shigaraki's grip remained firm, his expression a mix of determination and a haunting sadness that you couldn't comprehend amidst the chaos and the weightless feeling of the portal surrounding you.

Meanwhile, All Might's battle with the Nomu reached its climax, the sound of thunderous blows echoing through the chamber. With a final, devastating punch, All Might defeated the monstrous villain, his victory resonating through the building as he stood triumphant amidst the wreckage.

As the dust settled and the heroes began to regroup, the gravity of what had transpired sank in. Todoroki stood frozen in place, guilt and frustration etched on his face as he realized he had been unable to save you. The sense of failure weighed heavily on him, a stark reminder of the harsh realities of heroism.

For you, caught in the clutches of Shigaraki and thrust into a world of uncertainty, questions lingered. Who was this man who claimed to remember you? And what did his cryptic words mean for your future? As you were whisked away into the unknown, the events of that fateful day at the USJ left an indelible mark on your journey as a hero in training.

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kuramassss · 8 months ago

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Takes any fic request for Mha female characters

im very excited with the new mha season, so feel free to request any fics with the girls of the show, is allowed even pro heros characters!

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #midnight x reader #mha mirko #bnha #bnha x reader #nana shimura #momo yaoyorozu #jirou kyouka #mina ashido #reqs open #miruko x reader #nemuri kayama #toga himiko #ochako uraraka #mount lady #fuyumi todoroki #ryukyu x reader #ryuko tatsuma

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rosewolfs-world · 1 month ago

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Colourful (Pt 7)

Young Toshinori x Fem OC

Warnings: Cursing & mentions of prior SA

Year 6 - The End

☀️ Hinata was an angel. Toshinori swore on his soul from then on--no one else. No one else would look after him as she did. No one else could rally their friends to support him as she could. She talked him through everything, and together they agreed to let David report a man with…‘the American’s description to the police. Then, with Hinata clutching his hand in the waiting room, Toshinori would see their friend Zoe—now a practising counsellor. On other days, when it was just the two of them--together they would sit and talk about anything. Just like they used to do. She was his first smile. Born of newfound strength and...something more.

💡 Days have been a blur. Between school and work and supporting Toshinori these past months, daylight seems to fly away. Nights are always worse. Hinata is sure she could get multiple people to agree with her. After Hinata goes home and the sun goes down, Jason is there. First, they talk. Then they bark. Then they snap. Then they shout.

“You’re working yourself to the bone, Hinata. You’ve gotta drop him.”

“What?”

“That big blonde pansy you keep hanging around. He’s just going to keep dragging you down.”

“Wait wha—How could you say that?!”

“Cause I know his type. All he needed was a good screw. Get rid of that hyper-masculine bullshit heroes are always on. Then I figured he’d leave us alone….”

“I’m sorry—ec-fucking-scuse me? You-you-”

“No. Whatever it is you’re thinking, I did not—”

“You assaulted him. You violated my best friend!”

“Oh, don’t fucking act like he’s just your—“

“Don’t. Pack your bags. I’m calling the cops, and you’re getting the hell out of my house. “

“Hina—”

“GET OUT!!”

☀️ Then, out of the blue, Toshinori gets a call. He recognises the ringtone immediately, the profile image even more so. He swipes his phone from the desk without hesitation. “Hinata?” “Toshi--” The young medic’s voice was a shaky command. “-- I need you to come over. Right now.” Toshinori’s nerves hardened immediately. “I’m on my way.”

💡 Hearing a crisp knock at the door, Hinata’s stomach twisted. Oh God, it’s him. How do I--? Her nails carved half-moons into her palms. Snap out of it. You resolved to tell him. If he hates you afterwards, so be it. With one deep breath, Hinata stomped her way to the door and beckoned him in. Her grip on the doorknob was near the point of trembling. She bit her cheek. Keep it together, Shimura! All the while, Toshinori kept his eyes on her as he stood in the entryway.

☀️“Hinata? I’m here. What is it? What’s wrong?”

💡“I-” The young woman’s eyes dropped to his shoes before she could stop herself. “Toshinori, I’m sorry--” Her exhale hissed between gritted teeth. “If I had seen through him sooner, none of this would have happened. I should never have let him in in the first place. I never wanted--”

☀️“Wait, what-who are you referring to?”

💡“Jason, he said that-! He was the person that attacked you.”

☀️At that, Toshinori froze. His heavy hands are perceptibly shivering at his sides. “...What?”

💡“My ex-boyfriend assaulted you to scare you out of my life. God knows that logic doesn’t make any sense, but--Ergh! And, of course, by trying to keep myself safe, I end up endangering you instead. Just my fucking luck!”

☀️“--Hina, what do you mean? I won’t--”

💡Hinata hid her face in her hands, casting her vision into shadow. “I’m sorry, Toshi, this is all my fault. I was foolish and scared and--”

☀️“Of course, it isn’t!”

💡“I hid my feelings behind someone else! And, of course, they end up hurting the one I never wanted to see hurt again. Try again and tell me that this isn’t my fault.”

☀️“It’s not! What are you saying, Hina? What feelings were you trying to hide?”

💡“My feelings for you, you blonde buffoon! You are a hero who puts himself in danger every minute of the day like every other loved one I’ve ever lost. God, what is wrong with me?”

☀️Toshinori’s expression fell, utterly blank as if every other thought had left his head except: “--You love me?”

💡 Hinata’s expression crumpled. Her eyes burned. She tried to scrub the burn away with the heels of her hands. “The moment I realized--I couldn’t do it. I chose someone I thought was safe. What a stupid mistake. I’m sorry….”

☀️“Hinata...why didn’t you just talk to me about it?”

💡“Cause I didn’t even want to admit it to myself. I couldn’t bear the thought of bearing my soul to you and then losing you in a burning building the next day.” Hinata confessed. “You remember the last time you were hospitalized?”

☀️“Yes?”

💡“That day...I was thinking about telling you. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Then I-I looked in a shop window and saw your face on the news. You were on a gurney headed to emergency care. At that moment--I’d never felt so scared. Ever. I was rooted to the ground and couldn’t move. All I could think was- It’s happening again. I’m going to lose him. I can’t lose you, Toshi-I can’t--”

☀️“You should have told me. Why didn’t you just tell me? Hina--”

💡“Well, I know that NOW!” Hinata snapped. She could sense the lightbulbs fizzling above her head. She took a deep breath. “-I didn’t want to get hurt again, so I-I tried to find another anchor. Jason was a desk jockey, not likely to get himself in any kind of trouble. He was stable; he was safe--turns out he was a fucking douchebag who thought that the way to stop me caring about you was to hurt you. I just--GOD, I fucking lost it.”

☀️“...Is he dead?”

💡“Wha-No! I didn’t kill the guy. Who do you take me for?!”

☀️“I was just about to say I would’ve covered for you if you did.”

💡“Toshinori!”

☀️“Hina, I’ve loved you since I was eighteen. We’ve known each other for six years, and I have loved you all that time.”

💡The young medic clasped a hand over her mouth, trying to keep herself from sobbing. That burning behind her eyes just wouldn’t go away. And no matter how much she held her breath, her skin felt uncomfortably warm. Her voice was tight behind trembling fingers. “Toshi...”

☀️“You-you have to know that I care about you, right? I am many things, but even I know subtlety is not my strong suit.”

💡A laugh broke through her cinched throat before she could stop herself. “There’s not a soul in the world that doesn’t,” She chuckled. “Everyone knows how kind and warm you are. I assumed that was the way you treated everyone, Hero.”

☀️“Hero, I may be, but you are the only fan who means so much to me.”

💡Hinata ducked her head. “Okay, now you’re just being sappy.”

☀️“Doesn’t mean it’s not true,” Toshinori insisted. “I don’t know what--he thought when he made that choice. But it was not your fault. You couldn’t have known.”

💡“I know that. Logically I know that. I just--” Hinata pinched the bridge of her nose, that tense and uncomfortable burning resurging with a vengeance. “I should’ve been looking out for you. I never should’ve let myself get so wrapped up that I forgot I was still supposed to be your friend. I’ve done a crappy job of that lately, and I’m sorry.”

☀️“Hina,” He choked, “Come here, Sunflower.” The hero opened his arms. With those words, Hinata finally came undone. She fell into him instantly. “We can look out for each other. You are my best friend, and I love you. Of course, I forgive you. Can you forgive me?”

💡The young medic looked up at him. Her chin propped on the centre of his chest. Her brows cinched together somewhere between confusion and concern. “What for?”

☀️“I should have been honest sooner. About my feelings for you.”

💡“There’s nothing to forgive, not if we’re both guilty of the same thing,” she told him, “I love you. That’s all that matters in the end.”

#toshinori x reader #toshinori x oc #young toshinori #toshinori x you #toshinori yagi x you #toshinori yagi x reader #yagi toshinori #mha toshinori #my hero academia toshinori #bnha toshinori #nana shimura #rosewolf writes

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jaksalot · 2 years ago

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What if....you were Nana Shimura’s grandkid

So let’s say in this little au of mine, reader is Nana’s youngest grandchild. You’re a teenager again, and you’re at UA. Here’s how I think it would go.

Toshinori laid one eye on you and instantly had a seizure, panic attack, and flashbacks

He’d def train you(make sure you’re prepared for the real world)

Drive you to school, pick up mcdonalds on the way there, and let you hang in the warm teachers lounge

He’d call Gran every two or three minutes, gushing about how great you were

He regretted this after Gran wanted to meet you himself

Fearing the worst he was ready to spring into action the minute Gran wanted to fight you

But, surprisingly, Gran was very calm and sweet to you

Ngl Toshi would get kinda jealous of your relationship with Gran

Since you’re parents died(thanks Tomura) i’m kinda thinking you’d live in this orphanage or even have your own apartment

When Toshinori found out

Hell opened up

He bought you this giant penthouse

(which you were a little overwhelmed)

paid for an uber every morning and afternoon

it got to the point where Gran had to tell him how this wasn’t necessary

So you stayed with Gran

Kicked this man’s ass every hour of the day

“Yo Gran-I know its four in the morning-I have school”

“Gran, i threw up...”

He’s very hard on you

in a loving way

Toshinori is the doting “father”, thinking that you could never do anything wrong

While Gran is the strict “uncle/grandpa” that forces you to actually clean your room

Any sport you’re interested in?

Wham Bam thank you Ma’am you have five different trainers provided by Toshinori

Not interested in Sports, wanna do something intellectual with smarts and stuff

Put you into any class you want

They have accidentally called you Nana many times

You can’t blame them!

You have her heroic eyes and passion for those who can’t help themselves

Bless their hearts when you tell them you’re in the hero class

Poor old men

Their hearts burst every time they see you on the battle field

You’re bloody

You’re shaking

You probably have multiple broken bones

And they watching in total fear and chaos

You’re in your third year when they find out about your family past

And that just makes them a little more protective

Especially for your dates

Mirio/Amajiki/Nejire whoever

doesn’t matter

they cannot be trusted

You love them but

They need to chill

Toshinori(since he cannot sit still for two seconds) probably will become your secretary or mentor when you’re a hero

He also deals with reporters and the papparazi

Has blackmailed every news/papparazzi station in Japan

That’s all I have for now. I am working on a Kirishima x child of AFO/dragon reader and Midoryia x #3 hero that was raised like Hawks(his age tho).

Requests are always open so don’t be shy!

#mha x reader #platonic x reader #sfw #mha #rose writes #rose speaks #Toshinori Yagi #Gran Torino #Nana Shimura #Mentioned Tomura Shigaraki #Mentioned Big 3 #Mirio Togata #tamaki amajiki #nejire hado #Reblog and like pls

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lev1hei1chou · 1 year ago

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No but the stark contrast between these two characters that share the same voice never fails to surprise me

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gobblinggojo · 2 years ago

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♡Superache Masterlist♡

Twelve short fics based on each song from Conan Grays album: Superache.

♡Movies: Denki Kaminari

♡Family Line: Toya Todoroki

♡The Exit: Tamaki Amajiki, coming soon

♡Astronomy: Keigo Takami, coming soon

♡Best Friend: Katsuki Bakugo, coming soon

♡Summer Child: Izuku Midoriya, coming soon

♡People Watching: Fatgum, coming soon

♡Jigsaw: Twice, coming soon

♡Disaster: Eijiro Kirishima, coming soon

♡Yours: Tomura Shigaraki, coming soon

♡Footnote: Nana Shimura, coming soon

♡Memories: Oboro Shirakumo, coming soon

#bnha #mha #oboro shirakumo #nana shimura #tomurashigaraki #bnha eijiro kirishima #twice #fatgum #izuku midoriya #bakugou katsuki #bnha keigo #tamaki amajiki #toya todoroki x reader #denki kaminari

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dashitsxx · 6 months ago

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i could eat that girl for lunch | various fem! characters x fem! reader | drabble (18+)

your devil is back! billie needs to make more wlw songs like you guys can't imagine my obsession with this song >< this is to honor pride month and the lgbtq+ community, i love you all! short drabble for you all <3

warnings. pure smut & cunnilingus

sinful moans echoed through the bedroom as hands were wrapped around your thighs in a tight grip to prevent your struggles from escaping. your back was arched from the foreign sensation as gasps slipped out. you had your hand grabbing the hair of the person salvaging your cunt as if the world was going to end tomorrow. you protest through your swollen lips with "slow down" and "wait please." yet it all falls on deaf ears as she continues to lick your pussy in pleasuring strokes. painful bruises were starting to form on the plush of your thighs until you felt a warm touch on your clit. your eyes widened, "oh fuck... no, i can't do it anymore! wait!" but she ignored your pleads as she slowly circled her thumb on your nub before pulling her tongue out of your slit as your essence and her spit was dripping down on her chin. you took this chance to struggle out of her grasp, but she didn't budge due to her strength. a menacing smirk forms on her sultry lips as her eyes are clouded in lust, desire, and temptation.

"darling, you better give me more, i'm still not done with my meal."

maki zenin, mei mei, shoko ieiri, yuko tsukumo, mikasa ackerman, annie leonhart, hange zoe, pieck finger, rumi usagiyama (mirko), kaina tsutsumi (lady nagant), nana shimura, makima, himeno, quanxi

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bokunoheros · 2 months ago

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ཐིཋྀ KINKTOBER - day 12 squirting : shouta aizawa/eraserhead

warnings : afab reader, reader and aizawa are married, y’all have a cat, pussy slapping (pun probably intended), this is doo-doo dog shit, like this actually sucks, doo doo fart ass, dookie, poo poo fart, smegma, this fic reads like what sharting yourself feels like, this fic smells like the family bathroom at walmart, we’re fucking twelve (not literally), don’t expect anything else genuinely, butt, pretend this was never posted, PLEASE, day 12 is NOT REAL, THEY HIT THE PENTAGON— MR PRESIDENT GET DOW— bill gates did it, bill cypher is canon, squirting, fingering idk, eating ass, butthole rimming, 2024 election, ellen digestive did 9/11, Trump x Biden, 9/11, hilary emails included, proof of aliens existence, video footage of the area 51 raid, UFOs, alien butt sex, wrong usage of condoms, anal probing, biological dna harboring, sickle cell anemia, KLANCE is canon, Steven universe, major character death, gem fusions, love children, feel like cinderella naega byeonhae, NETFLIX ORIGIONAL, only on Hulu, Elsa x Jackfrost smut, playdough, me x YOU, tiana x nanami au, your mom x me, sarcamouche x kazuha, xiao x venti, improper use of crack cocaine, making herion, mentions of drug mules, dead dove: do eat, improper use of magic, meth making, cocaine balloons bursting, Harry Potter x Snape, hermoine x the whomping willow, herobrine x steve, unfortunate uses of pixels, bakudeku slime, hnnng harder daddy, mmhppgh— yeah yeah right there, cum consumption, cumflation, feeder fetish, oh yeah, koolaid man x me, very improper use of koolaid packets, nickacaco avocado weight loss journey, apology videos (tears included), , banjos, jake paul dcead body in forest footage (NOT CLICKBAIT), live leak posts, webtoon origional, anal stretching, did you know the human anus can stretch to the size of a raccoon?, now you know that, and also, the sun will explode June 17th, 3028, character flaws, bodily anatomy, your balls will explode on october 21st at 7:99am, my gleeby deeby ass, futurama, Micheal Angelo, improper use of abortions, medical surgery on a grape, plastic surgery, baby killing, tampon usage, description of endangered animal poaching, Mario Kart, tuberculosis, ima get it donnnne oh aye oh aye oh, butt stuff, dazai x chuuya, atsushi x akutagawa, mpreg, mad cow disease, omegaverse, ranpo x me, Dream SMP, matpat x scott cowthan, michael afton x freddy fazbear, aggressive typing, bath salts, bath salt inhalation, whippets, galaxy gas, all might is a bottom, skinny men, carrington x shigaraki, anorexia anorexia anorexia, afo x nana shimura, BLOODY MARY, BLOODY MARY, BLOODY MARY, TW gun law debates, tenko x mon, Amazon delivery, school shootings, talk of gun laws, bad dragon toys, silicon, aoyama belly button leaking, lego ninjago r34, ninja turtles r34, bloody mary r34, kamala harris r34, tenya iida x tensei iida, jesus x judas, luigi x bowser, sonic and shadow makeout sesh, i fuck your dad, suck his dick reallll nice, penis sounding with dirty twig, orgasm denial, overstimulation, xenotransplants, oviposition, diaper Taco Bell, people die, revival, dark magic, ecoterrorism, global warming, chemical warfare, wanda x the winter soldier, haruhi x tamaki suoh, cosmo x wanda, comicon, bronies, pegasisters, mentions of twilight sparkle dying, twiilight sparkle x mordecai, air planes, shootings stars, night skies, NLE Choppa, we could really use a wish bro, TuPac is back, floppa carts: plompy haze, death of a platform known as tumblr, twitter referred to as X, elon musk creates sex robot that specializes in butthole sex, Tesla sex robot, androids that FUCK, necrophilia, android phone usage, pheromones, premonitions and words of Jesus, divine intution, potion making, heavenly visions, satan, satanic visions, the heavenly principles, celestia is above mondstadt, spiritual healing, veganism, white washing, canon hispanic hanta sero, futanari, blasian mina ashido, bovine spongiforms, Tenya Iida virginity loss, bakugo is a fucking faggot, handjobs, footjobs, peaceful protests, the government is controlling you through vaccines, asian fishing,

vaccines might cause autism, freshwater fishing, they will, xenophobia, hentai hucows, incest, usage of slurs, starbucks coffee, lizards run the world, obama might be a lizard, inappropriate use of baby oil, gojo x getou, day twelve never existed and it was all a lie.

word count : 420k words and 69 pages

🐙 note : we are not locked in we are as loose as a ran through sorority president

🦊 note : i am. i have no words. idek what happened. we ran out of time so we went with the option we thought might make people giggle (no we didnt we did this bullshit for ourselves)(your regularly scheduled content will resume tmr!)

🪲 note : i ain’t fucking sorry

you adored your husband—shouta aizawa—so much so, that you were his dedicated housewife. he made plenty of money as a pro hero and… enough… as a teacher, so that left you to take care of the house and your shared cat. though when he did come home he was way different than he was at work, usually at work he was all nonchalant and cold but at home he was sweet and caring, sometimes even a bit rough. his students would definitely describe him as laid back and uninterested, yet when you were around they were in awe of his personality shift.

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candiiee · 3 months ago

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En Tayutai x Female Reader

(I made a typo in my last ask, I'm so sorry!!)

:0 chat lemme cook up a bittersweet imagine or drabble

summary: thinking about your sweet, sad and short life then you would have liked with En Tayutai.

an: angst, fluff

You remember how you met. You, a little snotty kid, swinging on the swing set, when this young black haired boy comes up, and strikes a conversation.

You become friends. Turns out he lived nearby.

Elementary school.

Middle school.

High school.

Adulthood.

He becomes a bit distant, disappearing sometimes, but he always comes back. He always comes back to you.

You start to date.

Honestly the best time in your life.

Then he tells a secret. A big secret.

You hardly believe him. And maybe a bit hurt he kept the secret for so long. He later met Nana Shimura, another pro hero.

Life continues. You marry, and grow old together.

Ha. If only.

En Tayutai dies by All For One’s hand. And he gives One-For-All to Nana.

Maybe you are a bit hurt. After all you were only just his partner who knew him since childhood.

But if En Tayutai trusted her, then so would you.

After all, that’s what he would have wanted.

But you can’t help but miss him.

The time you had with him was too short.

#candiiee writes #mha #boku no hero academia #bnha #my hero academia #en tayutai #en tayutai x reader #mha x gn!reader #mha x reader angst #mha x y/n #mha x gender neutral reader #mha x you

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alilixx · 2 years ago

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fanfic characters x reader

I would also write fanfics about the actors (they are mostly the ones playing the characters on the list)

Here is my list:

Harry Potter:

Severus Snape:

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Barty Crouch Jr.

Bellatrix Lestrange

Lucius Malfoy

Character I'm not sure I do:

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Tom Riddle

Regulus Black

Fantastic Beasts:

Albus Dumbledore

Gellert Grindelwald

Minerva McGonagall

Lord Percival Graves

Hogwarts Legacy:

Phineas Nigellus Black

Sebastian Sallow

Aesop Sharp

Mirabel Garlick

Ominis Gaunt

Grand Theft Auto:

Michael De Santa

Trevor Philips

Franklin Clinton

Niko Bellic

Steve Haines

Lester Crest

Agent 14

Naruto:

Kakashi Hatake

Naruto Uzumaki

Sasuke Uchiha

Tsunade

Jiraya

Minato Namikaze

Gaara

Tobirama Senju

Senju Hashirama

Inuzuka Hana

Mitarashi Anko

Darui

Kushina Uzumaki

Kiba Inuzuka

Uchiha Shisui

Yujito Nii

Ôtsutsuki Indra

Ôtsutsuki Asura

Uchiha Obito

Mei Temurî

Boruto:

Naruto Uzumaki

Sasuke Uchiha

Mitsuki

Kawaki

Boruto Uzumaki

Konoha-Maru Sarutobi

Sakura Haruno

The Devil Wears Prada:

Serena

Miranda Priestly

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Yuji Itadori

Utahime Iori

Masamichi Yaga

Inumaki Toge

Okkotsu Yûta

Sheko Ieiri

Yuki Tsukumo

Uraume

Toji Fushiguro

Gong Shi Woo

Atsuya Kusakabe

Ieri Shôko

Zenin Mai

Zenin Maki

Choso

Gojo Satoru

Megumi Fushiguro

Ryomen Sukuna

Mei Mei

Kento Nanami

Assassination Classroom:

Tadaomi Karasuma

Irina Jelavic

Koro Sensei (human)

One piece:

Shanks

Portgas D.Ace

Don Quijote Doflamingo

Roronoa Zoro

Sanji Vinsmoke

Coby

Trafalgar Law

Sabo

Marvel:

Agatha Harkness

Hela

Natasha Romanoff

Tony Stark

Yelena Belova

Loki Laufeyson

Sylvie Laufeydottir

Matt Murdock

May Parker

Scott Lang

Shang Chi

Stephen Strange

Thena

Wanda Maximoff

Xu Wenwu

Marc Spector

Steven Grant

Wednesday:

Larissa Weems

Morticia Addams

Lucifer:

Lucifer Morningstar

Chloe Decker

Mazikeen Smith

Amenadiel

Charlotte Richards

Aurora (Rory) Morningstar

Michael

Sandman:

The Corinthian

Lucifer Morningstar

Desire

Johanna Constantine

Bleach:

Ichigo Kurosaki

Sousuke Aizen

Kuchiki Buyakuya

Coyote Stark

Resident Evil:

Leon S. Kennedy

Chris Redfield

Ashley Graham

Ethan Winters

Carlos Oliveira

Helena Harper

Rosemary Winters

Alcina Dimitrescu

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Daniela Dimitrescu

Bela Dimitrescu

Dr House:

Dr Gregory House

Dr Lisa Cuddy

Dr James Wilson

Dr Alissa Cameron

Dr 13

Two and a Half Men:

Charlie Harper

Walden Schmidt

Judith Harper

Jenny

Politicians:

Emmanuel Macron (French President)

Gabriel Attal (French Prime Minister)

Mathieu Maucort (French Interministerial Delegate)

Jordan Bardella (European Deputy and French President of the RN)

Volodimir Zelensky (Ukranian President)

Justin Trudeau (Canada Prime Minister)

I'M NOT TALK ABOUT MY POLITICAL PARTY OR WHETHER I SUPPORT THEM OR NOT!!! ONLY FOR PHYSICS HUH

Star Wars:

Kylo Ren

Captain Phasma

Din Djarin

Poe Dameron

Valorant:

Chamber

Viper

Reyna

Omen

La Casa De Papel:

Berlin

El Professor

Suárez

My Hero Academia:

Dabi

Shota Aizawa

Nemuri Kayama

Todoroki Shôto

Toga Himiko

Shimura Nana

Chisaki Kai

Attack on titan:

Hanji Zoe

Levi Ackerman

Annie Leonhart

Mikasa Ackerman

Pirates of the caribbean:

Jack Sparrow

Elizabeth Swann

Sweeney Todd:

Sweeney Todd

Mrs. Lovett

Judge Turpin

The Witcher:

Geralt Of Rivia

Yennefer of Vengerberg

Ciri

Kaamelott:

Arthur Pendragon

Léodagan

Bohort

Yvain

Gauvain

Ygerne

Elias de Kelliwic’h

Spy X Family

Loid Forger

Yor Forger

Castlevania

Dracula

Leon Belmont

Alucard

Trevor Belmont

Richard Belmont

Tera

Five Nights at Freddy’s

William Afton

Michael Schmidt

Vanessa Shelly

Satsuriku no Tenshi

Isaac Foster

Haikyuu!!

Yū Nishinoya

Tobio Kageyama

Tetsurō Kuroo

Fugou Keiji: Balance:UNLIMITED

Daisuke Kambe

Haru Katou

Ryo Hosino

Owari no Seraph

Guren Ichinose

Mikaela Hyakuya

Ferid Bathory

Crowley Eusford

Kureto Hiragi

Shinya Hiragi

Horn Skuld

Chess Belle

Rokudenashi Majutsu Koushi to Akashic Records

Glenn Radars

Sistine Fibel

Celica Arfonia

Albert Frazer

Domestic na Kanojo

Hina Tachibana

Rui Tachibana

Masaki Kobayashi

Reiji Kiriya

My new boss is Goofy

Shirosaki Yusei

Mitsuo Aoyama

Kinjo Aigo

Buddy Daddies

Kugi Kyûtarô

Suwa Rei

Kurusu Kazuki

Unasaka Misaki

Other characters

Sakata Gintoki from Gintama

Brienne of Tarth from Game of Thrones by Gwendoline Christie

Hans Gruber from Die Hard by Alan Rickman

Sinclair Bryant from Close my eyes by Alan Rickman

Miranda Hilmarson from Top of the Lake by Gwendoline Christie

Charlie Harper from My Uncle Charlie by Charlie Sheen

Isaac Foster from Angels of Deaths

Link from The Legend Of Zelda

Cereza from Bayonetta

Leonora Lesso from School for Good and Evil by Charlize Theron

Elaine Markinson from Gringo by Charlize Theron

Hannibal Lecter from Hannibal by Mads Mikkelson

Miss Perergrine from Miss Peregrine’s Home for Particular Children by Eva Green

Joel Miller from The Last Of Us by Pedro Pascal

Mr.Cat from Kaeloo

Marc from Le Flambeau by Jonathan Cohen

John Wick from John Wick’s movies by Keanu Reeves

Joe Goldberg from You by Penn Badgley

Crowley from Good Omens by David Tennant

Max Black from 2 Broke girls by Kat Dennings

Tobias from Ghost

#harry potter #severus snape #hermione granger #draco malfoy #howgarts #the witcher #sweeney todd #alan rickman #ghost #young royals #john wick #five nights at freddy's #good omens #the last of us #hannibal #miss peregrine imagine #zelda #others #etc

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fiercewiings · 2 years ago

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♡ Introduction and Rules ♡

Hi there! My name is Topaz, I’m 22 years old, and I go by she/they pronouns! I’m an illustration student who also enjoys writing, hence why this writing blog was born haha (▰˘◡˘▰)

I enjoy writing just about anything, but especially hurt/comfort, fluff, and angst ! I also love to write headcanons, ships, platonic stuffs, and even some nsfw on occasion ;) all of my work is going to be gender neutral unless stated otherwise !

♡ Requests are officially open! ♡

To start off, here are some of the main fandoms I am in and who I will write for in said fandoms, everyone listed can be written for NSFW requests unless otherwise stated:

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Mo Dao Zu Shi (The Untamed/TGMoDC) *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Seniors:

Lan Zhan

Wei Wuxian

Lan Xichen

Jiang Cheng

Jiang Yanli

Jin Guangyao

Nie Huaisang

Wen Ning

Wen Qing

Juniors (ABSOLUTELY NO NSFW):

Jin Ling

Lan Sizhui

Lan Jingyi

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Tian Guan Ci Fu (Heaven Official’s Blessing) *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Hua Cheng

Xie Lian

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Faraway Wanderers (TYK/Word of Honor) *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Seniors:

Zhou Zishu

Wen Kexing

Ye Baiyi

Juniors (ABSOLUTELY NO NSFW):

Gu Xiang

Cao Weining

Zhang Chengling

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Chainsaw Man *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Devil Hunters:

Aki Hayakawa

Kobeni Higashiyama

Kishibe

Quanxi

Angel

Devils/Fiends (ABSOLUTELY NO NSFW):

Beam

Denji

Power

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Spy x Family *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Loid Forger (Twilight)

Yor Forger (Thorn Princess)

Franky Franklin

Sylvia Sherwood

Fiona Frost (Nightfall)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* My Hero Academia *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Students (ABSOLUTELY NO NSFW):

Izuku Midoriya (Deku)

Katsuki Bakugou

Ochako Uraraka

Shouto Todoroki

Tenya Iida

Eijirou Kirishima

Hanta Sero

Mashirao Ojirou

Denki Kaminari

Mina Ashido

Momo Yaoyorozu

Fumikage Tokoyami

Tsuyu Asui

Kyouka Jiro

Hitoshi Shinsou

Villains:

Kai Chisaki (Overhaul)

Himiko Toga (NO NSFW)

Tomura Shigaraki

Mr. Compress

Twice

Dabi

Pro Heroes:

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

Rumi Usagiyama (Mirko)

Shinji Nishiya (Kamui Woods)

Shouta Aizawa (Eraserhead)

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)

Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum)

Toshinori Yagi (All Might)

Nemuri Kayama (Midnight)

Emi Fukukado (Ms. Joke)

Mirio Togata

Tamaki Amajiki

Nejire Hado

Nana Shimura

Sir Nighteye

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Jujutsu Kaisen *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Students (ABSOLUTELY NO NSFW):

Yuuji Itadori

Megumi Fushiguro

Nobara Kugisaki

Maki Zenin

Toge Inumaki

Kasumi Miwa

Professional Sorcerers:

Gojou Satoru

Nanami Kento

Ieri Shoko

Special Grades/Vengeful Spirits:

Sukuna

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Demon Slayer *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Demon Slayers (ABSOLUTELY NO NSFW):

Tanjiro Kamado

Inosuke Hashibira

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Nezuko Kamado

Kanao Tsuyuri

Hashira (NSFW OK):

Giyuu Tomioka (Water)

Kyojuro Rengoku (Fire)

Mitsuri Kanroji (Love)

Obanai Iguro (Serpent)

Shinobu Kocho (Insect)

Demons:

Tamayo

Yushiro

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

General Characters (ABSOLUTELY NO NSFW):

Josuke Higashikata

Okuyasu Nijimura

Koichi Hirose

Reimi Sugimoto

Mikitaka Hazekura

Yukako Yamagishi

Giorno Giovanna (Haruno Shiobana)

Narancia Ghirga

Pannacotta Fugo

Trish Una

General Characters (NSFW OK):

Jonathan Joestar

Erina Pendleton

Joseph Joestar

Caesar A. Zeppeli

Lisa Lisa

Suzi Q

Jotaro Kujo (after Part 3 ONLY)

Muhammad Avdol

Noriaki Kakyoin (after Part 3 ONLY/AUs)

Jean Pierre Polnareff

Holy Kujo

Rohan Kishibe

Tomoko Higashikata

Shinobu Kawajiri

Bruno Bucciarati

Leone Abbachio

Guido Mista

Jolyne Cujoh

Ermes Costello

Foo Fighters

Narciso Anasui

Antagonists:

DIO (all parts)

Hol Horse

Yoshikage Kira

Diavolo

Risotto Nero

Melone

Ghiaccio

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Toilet-Bound Hanako-kun *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

General Characters (ABSOLUTELY NO NSFW):

Hanako-kun

Nene Yashiro

Minamoto Kou

Mitsuba Sousuke

Akane Aoi

Nanamine Sakura

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* The Arcana: Visual Novel *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

The Main Six:

Asra Alnazar

Julian (Ilya) Devorak

Nadia Satrinava

Portia (Pasha) Devorak

Count Lucio

Muriel

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* THE RULES ! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

What I will write:

Headcanons

Scenarios

Imagines

Reactions

Alphabets

Song fics

Plus size readers/characters

Body insecurities

Mental health (anxiety/panic disorders mostly but I will put warnings!!)

LGBTQ+ readers/characters (including poly and ace!! I am queer myself ^-^)

TW// What I will NOT write:

Any kind of p*dophilia (aka romantic relationships between adults/minors/teachers/students)

Illegal drug use (weed/marijuana is ok)

R*pe or inc*st

Don’t be shy to pop in my inbox and request something or just to talk ! :> Anyways, I hope you will enjoy your stay and remember, you’re loved!!

♡ Requests are officially open! ♡

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rosewolfs-world · 1 month ago

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Colourful (Pt 6)

Young Toshinori x Fem OC

Warnings: alcohol, drugs, SA, traumatic shock, and discussions thereof

Part 5: The Great Awakening

Year 5

☀️ Three months, Toshinori remembered. Three months since he’d been checked out of the hospital. Three months since Hinata had guided him home and lost him with the words “I found someone.” Three months since Toshinori first met the oft-mentioned ‘Jason’. He seemed like a decent guy; calm, cool, collected--if a little pessimistic. It makes sense... Toshinori supposed Hinata would be attracted to someone who was as straightforward as she is. But, sensical or not, missed opportunities never hurt any less. The young hero sighed. I’m too sober to be thinking about this.

💡 “So, do you drink coffee or tea?”

“Neither.”

“Really? Okay, uhm, what’s your favourite kind of soup?”

“Tomato.”

“Ah, so no ramen or chicken noodle?”

“Nah, not my thing.”

Old conversations replayed over and over in Hinata’s mind as she scanned her pantry. Jason doesn’t drink tea, so chamomile will have to be off the menu this evening. She mused. Red wine with pasta, maybe? Ugh, but I’m fresh out of tomato juice. Damn.

☀️ Hours pass by. The tide of patrons in the bar slowly begins to rise as the sun keeps sinking beneath the rim of his glass. Toshinori doesn’t bother to glance at his watch anymore. His face feels warm despite the loss of the sun—something prickles down the hero’s spine. The warmth makes him slowly notice the new presence that just joined him at the bar. “Hey there, big guy,” A husky, American accent drawls up beside him with a smirk. “Mind if I join you?”

💡 Damn. The only groceries I have left are for--Hinata closes her eyes with a sigh. --Ramen it is. Closing the cupboards behind her, her body operates almost on auto-pilot. Rolling up her sleeves, she’s surprised to find herself checking for stains. Hinata shakes her head a little. Snap out of it. Toshinori is the messy cook, not me. Not to mention Jason hardly cooks at all. Ignoring the Rolodex of memories in her mind, Hinata takes all the various vegetables out of the fridge and sets to work.

☀️ The next drink to pass Toshi’s lips tastes bitter, more so than he’s used to. American drinks aren’t all that great, but they do the trick. Toshinori sets his glass aside for a moment--and is surprised to realise he can’t tell his arm from his sleeve. He can barely distinguish the wood grain beneath his palm. His new drinking buddy *leans* into his space to scan his expression. “Heh, you don’t look so good, big guy--” He drawls, his voice turned to a low, gravelly purr. “You want me to walk you home?”

“Nonono, this quite alright,” Toshinori tried dismissing courteously, fumbling out of his bar stool. “Bitta fresh-air by ma-self should be alright in time.” He just spun towards the door before the American slung an arm over his shoulders.

“Ah, don’t be like that, big boy,” the young man persuaded the beer on his breath doing nothing to derail Toshi’s growing dizziness. “Come on, lemme help you. Mano-y-mano. I help you, and you help me. How does that sound?”

💡 All through the afternoon, Hinata could see from her window as clouds poured in from the east. They were rolling in like a stampede of shadows looking to conquer the setting sun. The farther the sun fell, the darker the world became. She could feel the weight in the air, the oncoming storm. The building pressure felt almost akin to a pot of water slowly coming to a boil on the stove.

☀️ Next thing he knew, Toshinori had his back to a brick wall. The American’s lips tasted of cheap ale and smoke. Where an arm used to be wrapped around his shoulders, a rough-skinned palm was now tearing his shirt at the seams, yanking the hem from his trousers. No...Toshinori fumbled in the dark, trying to find an anchoring point to push this man away. But his bones had no aim. His muscles had lost their strength. Repeated buzzing tones echo in the alleyway. Two different rhythms vibrate through him. No-- he nearly gagged as a foreign tongue assaulted his throat.

💡 No matter what she did, Hinata could not take her eyes away from the shadowy window. The storm still lurked high above her, like a predator waiting to strike. Her body rolled with the motions of cooking as if on auto-pilot. Bit out of season, she thought, shuffling ingredients from the cutting board to her boiling soup. Hinata licked her lips. Maybe it’s somebody’s quirk? Jason hasn’t called. No one’s paged me from the hospital yet. The young medic pursed her lips at the thought. Her mind drifted to the discarded boxes underneath her bathroom sink. She shook the image away. All there was left to do was turn away. If Toshinori needs me, he’ll let me know. If not him, then David will. Hinata pulled her phone from her purse and placed it on the counter beside her. Just in case...

☀️ The man’s grip was surprisingly firm, with a palm clenching the crux of his trousers and an arm tightening around his waist like a boa constrictor. The young hero felt an overwhelming uneasiness roiling through his gut, alien and unnerving. Toshinori clenched his eyes shut. No, don’t...Everything within him was recoiling. He could feel himself falling like a puppet with its strings cut. No, stop--Falling into imprints, memories, and broken thoughts he didn’t know he had. No more! Getaway! Anything to flee as far as he could from the sensations--of violation. No. No--no more--get away--stop, get--NO!

💡 The storm broke. And the rest of hell came with it. All sunlight had been entirely swallowed by the sea. The sky was swamped with thick, black coils of clouds that engulfed the stars. Hinata gazed up at the concerning sight with a slight tremor in her breath. Where is he? She glanced at her phone on the counter. The plastic stick in her pocket suddenly burned like a hot iron brand. Jason’s not answering. Toshinori isn't--why is he not answering? Thunder boomed, and lightning flashed. Hinata’s fingers clenched the edge of the counter. Come on, where are you?

☀️ It was as if a grenade had burst in his chest. Embedding shrapnel in his every nerve till it ached-pounded- crackled, and burned. He could hear the electricity, the blood and breath roaring in his ears. A rushing tidal wave screamed through every fibre of his being as he opened his eyes and shoved the first obstacle in his sight. The block collided against something with a hard CLANG! His blue eyes burned electric. Everything was blurred. Run. He had to run. Out, off, up, away, somewhere, somewhere safe. Go to her...then he leapt.

💡 Wind whipped at the windows. Untouched Tupperware loitered beside a pot of cooling ramen. Branches rattled and cracked in the streets below. I don’t understand. Hinata grit her teeth. Two little lines flared across her vision, burned on the backs of her eyes. Jason’s not home, and no one’s answering their phone. What is going on? Petals, leaves, litter and newspapers dashed through the skies like frightened birds tossed about in the gale. Hinata stared into the horizon. Water gushed from the faucet, but the sponge in her hands was almost forgotten. Her insides gnarled and tangled together like brambles. This isn’t California weather. Where is this coming from?

☀️ So much of the journey was a blur. He remembered leaping into the air. Then the clouds burst. Water came pouring down, icy cold daggers slicing at his exposed skin and soaking his clothes. If he crashed on the landing, he could barely even feel it. No other sights or sounds registered to him except the collapsed body in the alleyway and the roaring of blood in his ears. The only thing that cut through the haze was the sound of Her voice--

💡 A loud BANG on her door jolted her nerves with a yelp. What the hell?! All her past worries were forgotten. Hinata dashed towards the sliding glass door, barely daring to part the curtains. The head of a scrambled golden mane was a dead giveaway. She yanked the door open. A ragged and heaving Toshinori stood on her balcony, his civilian clothes all torn to hell and--are those-are those bruises?! Hinata’s breath hitched. Her curtains thwapped and fluttered in the tangle of the storm. She didn’t know whether it was her panic or her training that caused her to snap:

☀️💡 “Jesus Christ, Toshinori, did you get in a fight?! Come inside, you big lug. You’ll freeze to death!”

☀️ If it weren’t for her well-worn hand tugging at his, he might not have moved. But she pulled him inside anyway. She closed the door behind her as softly as she could. The wind howled outside the windows in silence. One lithe, wrinkled finger lifted to her lips, motioning for silence. He nodded, still slightly blurred. Her bare feet tapped against the linoleum as she walked to her kitchen. Metal tapped metal as she scooped something from a large red pot on the stove. Hinata’s golden eyes fluttered back to him. “You hungry? Made your favorite.” Toshinori sucked in a breath. Suddenly he could smell it. She must have seen the revelation somewhere in his expression. Her soft smile was like a faint ray of sunshine in the dark.

💡 Soon enough, Hinata had her old friend seated on her couch, with a bowl of ramen and a cup of tea on the coffee table. Heaps of freshly dried towels now blanketed his body. He’d shied away when she tried to remove his wet clothes for some reason. All she could do was the next best thing. --She had hoped she’d never see him like this again. It wasn’t his hero costume that was torn up. There was no blood on his hands. But that was never what bothered her in the first place. It was this sudden...lifelessness. Conscious but completely unresponsive. He did as he was prompted, barely, but otherwise didn’t speak a word. I don’t know--Hinata knew her hero had his shadows. But those moments were rare, dark and deep. --How do I reach him?

☀️ Rain clattered against the windows in the absence of his voice. Toshinori knew that he should speak. He knew that he should say something--something to alleviate the flickering candle of worry flaring in those golden eyes. Something to ease the fearful creases folding the corners of her eyes and lips. But there was a knot in his throat that he couldn’t seem to swallow. If the dam broke, he wasn’t sure what would come out or if he wanted it to. Behind his eyes, all he could see was that pock-marked American’s face gone slack against the dumpster. Underneath his skin, all he could feel was a coarse hand grinding his sleeves against him. The hero suppressed a shudder. Shameful. The word reverberated between his ears like an echo chamber. Shameful.

💡 Chopsticks rolled idly between his fingers. Hinata couldn’t stop glancing at them. Though her hands were busy sipping tea and patching bruises, her fascination with those chopsticks was the only thing distracting her from anxiety. His fingers moved, but his eyes were still so far away. He never used to do that before. She scanned the various scrapes and tears in his clothes. His shirt was all the worse for wear; threaded lacerations on the back, the hems at his shoulders were torn, and more than half the buttons snapped off--What the hell happened?

☀️ Her touch was cool. He registered that now; beyond the cocoon of warm towels--this touch was familiar. Even without closing his eyes, he knew exactly what her quirk felt like. Tendrils of gold would bloom beneath his skin. Tingling warmth like sunlight would curl around every cut and bruise like a soft embrace. Goodness knows she’d healed his hurts more times than he could count--even supplementing his healing when he was in the hospital. Bringing him back to life as if she were reviving a dying flower. The image made his stomach sink. How pitiful. Toshinori sighed. After this...her kindness will only be out of pity.

💡She glanced up at his still-empty expression. His cheeks were slack and lifeless. His mouth reminded her too much of a flatline in the operating room. And his eyes--his eyes were fogged over like the bodies in the morgue. Her chest ached. She reached for him, her ragged palm caressing his chilled skin before she could stop herself. Toshinori flinched. Hinata retracted immediately. “Sorry! I, uhm...Toshinori?”

☀️ Toshinori glanced at her from the corner of his eye. He couldn’t turn to face her. Not completely. It took all his willpower not to curl his head between his knees, encasing himself in his own shadow. Keep it together, he told himself sternly. You’re still a hero. Stay strong. His shoulders stiffened.--Am I? Can I call myself a hero after--? That prone body, those wandering hands--bile coated the back of his throat. Toshinori grimaced. A smile would be of no use to him now. Another failure. Dammit.

💡 Hinata worried her lip for a moment. It seemed as if Toshinori’s thoughts were running away without her. His expression transformed in a million tiny ways, even as he refused to thoroughly look at her. Moving much slower than before, the young medic dared to tuck a lingering band of scrambled hair behind his ear. His very being stilled. Vibrant blue eyes seemed even sharper now, a hawk on the alert--a creature wary of danger. Dear god, I’m going to regret this... Hinata took a deep breath. But I’m not sure what else to do…Her fingers curved around his ear to cup the side of his face. She couldn't take it anymore if he recoiled from her touch. “Talk to me, Hero-kun...kudasai.”

☀️ Six words--and the damn broke. Toshinori swallowed. The knot in his throat unravelled. Before he knew it, all of his insides were spilling out; thoughts, emotions, sensations he could hardly bear to recall and describe, everything gushed forth. The tide was no longer restrained...it was too strong to hold back now. Before he knew it, he was swept away. Salty tears stung his eyes, rushing down his face like water over rocks. His voice gargled and crashed against his teeth like surf clashing with a cliffside. He could feel himself rocking back and forth like waves on the sand, but he didn’t know how to stop it. All he could do was talk and cry and remembered--pouring out all those blurred memories until the words finally dried up.

💡All the while, Hinata listened. There was so much pouring out of him at once. It was all she could do to try to absorb the downpour. Drinking at a bar, he says, American strangers, bitter drink, dizziness, nausea--actions and symptoms and reactions stack on top of one another. She can see the list in her mind as if she were holding her hospital clipboard. Drinking. Drugs. Manipulation--from there, his story fumbles, scrambling in a million different directions. To any stranger, such trembling, traumatised ramblings may have been lost in confusion and chaos. But after so many years, Hinata could see exactly what Toshi was seeing behind his drowning eyes. Her chest burned. Her knuckles curled. Everything within her sank to the floor in abject horror. My god…

☀️ When his voice finally gave out, he still couldn’t look at her. Her palm felt like a cool anchor against his burning, dampened cheek. Her fingers had curled into the wild hairs at his temples. Her scarred thumb brushed back and forth in a rhythm, catching every tear that fell. What I’d give...Toshinori let out a shuddering breath...and what for? His shoulders sagged. This is all my own doing. Going to that bar was a mistake, drinking away petty jealousy and self-pity--stupid. There was nothing more he could say. There was nothing more he could give. Petty. Reckless. --Stupid. Pathetic.

💡 “Don’t you dare,” Toshinori glanced up, surprised by the sound of her voice. Hinata refused to be cowed by those big, watery eyes. “I know that look of yours,” she said, wiping the sheen of tears from under his eyes. “Something bad happened to you. It is not your fault. Not one bit.” Ever so gently, she dabbed the remaining water trails with the hem of a towel. She met his gaze directly. “It’s gonna take time, healing always does, but that’s okay--” she parted the slinky strands of gold over his forehead. “You can take it easy now, Toshi. I’ve got you.”

☀️ Everything within him unravelled once again. Toshi bit his lip. For the first time, he could command his arms to move, and they did. He clutched her worn, cold hands in his and kissed them. Clinging to an anchor in a windstorm, he could hear it. They were howling past the windows, whirling within his mind. His head fell forward onto their clasped hands. It took every bit of strength he had to find his words again. “Arigatō...Thank you.”

💡 They stayed clasped together for a long time. The next thing she knew, Hinata was awoken by a leather sole nudging between her shoulders. She groaned to awareness and turned to the source--Jason. Stern brows folded, Jason jerked his head away from the couch, and down towards their bedroom. Hinata nodded. Reluctantly stretching and rising from her makeshift campsite on the living room floor, Hinata followed her limping partner away from the snoozing blonde behemoth on her couch. As soon as the door closed behind them, Jason turned to her.

“What the hell is he doing here?”

“Good morning to you too, Grouchy Pants,” Hinata snarked, rubbing her eyes. “Look, I’m sorry I didn’t get the chance to tell you. But it was an emergency, and you weren’t home yet, and Toshi--”

“Emergency? What kind are we talkin’ about?”

As best she could--while still honouring Toshinori’s privacy--Hinata explained the trauma that had occurred the night before. Jason blinked a few times, his expression pinching further in on itself. He didn’t seem to get--

“Why didn’t he just fight back?”

At those words, Hinata stopped, froze--screeched to a mother-fucking halt. “What did you just say?”

☀️ Toshinori woke to the sound of muffled voices down the hall. Flickering to wakefulness with tired eyes, the young hero turned his head. The haphazard stack of pillows and blankets on the floor was glaringly empty. A little light that had begun to flicker in his chest last night--flickered out. She’s gone. The shadows he’d been able to quell that night returned. Without anything to keep them at bay, the ravenous memories already threatened to swallow him whole. It happened...His nightmare wasn’t just a dream. The sound of voices grew louder, more heated somewhere down the hall. Toshinori’s eyes widened. Jason. Hinata. Shit.

💡 “What did you just say?” The healer herself stood agape, staring at her partner as if he’d grown a pair of horns from his head. Jason, for his part, could think of nothing else to do. Her boyfriend shrugged.

“Your friend is this big, buff guy. Why the hell didn’t he fight back?”

“He is,” The words prickled like stinging nettles on the tip of her tongue. “He’s gonna have to fight it all back for the rest of his goddamned life.”

Jason looked at her as if she were speaking in tongues. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

Being a nurse-almost-doctor required a lot of things. Calm. Compassion. Self-discipline--all of which evaporated the moment those words left his lips. A fire crackled at the back of her throat. “Get out.”

☀️ Toshinori’s heart rattled like an anxious rabbit in his chest. Shit, Jason’s home. I’m not supposed to be here. Shit, Hinata slept with me, and now she’ll get in trouble. Shit, last night wasn’t a fucking a dream, and I was near--his thoughts scattered to the winds like petals in a rainstorm. He couldn’t even summon the courage to string together a single word, let alone any coherent thoughts. All he knew was that the voices in the other room were getting louder. As much as he didn’t want to intrude--without a distraction, he might just lose his god-damned mind. Jason’s shocked grunt was the first thing he heard:

“What?”

“You heard me. I said--Get. Out.” Hinata...

“Wait, what are you--”

Toshinori heard her familiar strides come slightly closer to the living room. The click of a doorknob, the creaking of hinges--What is she doing? “I’m saying--Get out of my house, you ignorant, insensitive prick.”

Silence. Jason did not reply. Toshinori’s breath hissed between his teeth. Oh, that’s not good.

💡 There he stood. After all this time, Hinata was just now realising that her chosen boyfriend was dumb as a doornail. It was absurd. He was standing there, dull as a fencepost, staring at her like a startled pigeon. Worst of all, he wasn’t saying anything, not explaining himself, not asking questions, just--staring. Dumbly. In silence. Hinata’s blood boiled. “Did I fucking stutter? Pack a bag and get out!”

☀️ A hurried shuffle of movement was heard rattling around in the far room. Hinata’s bedroom, Toshinori assumed. Soon enough, Jason hustled out the door as if a rabid dog were chasing him. Hinata stomped after the man like an angry bear. The door clicked open. He heard her screech echo down the hall--“And don’t come back until you get an education in empathy, you fucking jackass!” But all Toshinori saw when he lifted his head-- was Hinata shoving her boyfriend out before slamming and locking the door. She presses her back against it before sliding down to the floor.

💡 Head in her hands, Hinata could feel her temples throbbing. “Fucking American asshole, unbeleivable….” A distinct rustling could be heard from the couch in the corner of her eye. Ah, shit, I probably woke Toshi up with my shouting. Crap. She glanced over. Sure enough, she was greeted by the worst case of sexy bed hair she’d ever seen. Her breath hitched. “He-hey, Toshinori, you feelin’ alright?” He squinted at her from across the room.

“I was about to ask you the same,” he said, rubbing a hand over his face. “I heard quite a bit of shouting just now. Is everything alright?”

Hinata brushed it off with a scoff and a shrug. “That’s not important right now, Toshi. You’re my number one priority right now. Come on, let’s get you properly cleaned up.”

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