#this has happened several times in the past MONTH

[iseos]

LET THEM KNOW

─── idol!enhypen x gn!reader s. how your relationship is revealed 769 words (~110 each) g. headcannons, fluff w! occasional idol!reader | © iseos library

이희승 — LEE HEESEUNG

— it happened during a livestream. sunoo and jake were live together at their dorm when sunoo read out comment asking about the oldest member. "heeseung? oh, yeah, he's out with his partner, right?" jake said as he looked for something on his phone, seemingly forgetting what the two of them were doing. the chat stilled for a moment before it exploded with thousands of messages as sunoo let out a quiet 'what?' jake nodded and continued to dig himself a bigger hole, "yeah, he's with y/n." it wasn't until he looked up and was met with sunoo’s wide eyes that he realized what he said.

박종성 — JAY PARK

— for weeks fans have noticed a pattern in your and jay's weverse activity. at first, it seemed like a coincidence—one of you posting a song, the other sharing a similar one, or a playlist that had strikingly similar themes. you posted a melancholic ballad with a caption that fans didn't pay much attention to. however, just a few hours later jay shared a song along with a caption that seemingly was responding to yours. it didn't take long for a few observant fans to dig through past posts and notice a pattern of what looked like the two of you were indirectly communicating through song recommendations. while your relationship was never officially announced, it was enough confirmation for fans that something was going on between the two of you.

심재윤 — JAKE SIM

— your relationship was a closely guarded secret, known by only those closest to the two of you. however, things took a turn when one of your friends posted a photo to their public instagram—one that clearly showed you and jake in the background. the photo left no doubt about the status of your relationship, and even though the account didn't have many followers, fans still managed to come across it. despite the immediate scramble to delete the post, screenshots had already gone viral and everyone had seen it.

박성훈 — PARK SUNGHOON

— rumors began surrounding sunghoon when a news outlet claimed he was spotted on a date with an actress. fans were in shock, articles were full of headlines making the same claim, and the company was quick to issue a statement, “we regret to inform that the claims made regarding sunghoon and the actress are completely unfounded and inaccurate.” however, in their hurry to deny the claims, the company added: “we can also confirm sunghoon is in a committed relationship with another individual, who he has been dating for some time. we respectfully ask for the public’s understanding during this time.” in their rush to distance sunghoon from the actress, the company inadvertently confirmed your relationship, a detail that had been previously unknown to fans.

김선우 — KIM SUNOO

— it was the last thing anyone was expecting. an ordinary day disrupted by the company statement confirming your relationship that read: "we would like to officially confirm that y/n and enhypen's sunoo have been in a relationship for several months now. we kindly ask for your continued support and respect for their privacy." the message, while straightforward enough, left fans reeling. most were excited, flooding social media with positive reactions, while others were shocked, trying to process the announcement.

양정원 — YANG JUNGWON

— on new year's eve, the world was focused on fireworks and celebrations, but for k-pop fans their focus was on the highly anticipated dispatch couple reveal. as midnight approached, many people were expecting to see the names of two actors, but they were instead surprised with your and jungwon’s names. pictures accompanied the claim as well, of course. there were photos of the two of you going out to eat while wearing nondescript clothing, and others of either one of you walking into the other's company building; it was enough to solidly convince fans that you were undeniably dating.

西村力 — NISHIMURA RIKI

— it started with a single fan’s post. the fan had been out shopping when they noticed two familiar figures browsing through racks at a high-end clothing store. the two of you were dressed casually, both wearing caps and masks, but your body language was unmistakable. you laughed together, occasionally holding up items for the other to see, and at one point you held a jacket up against niki to check the fit. the fan, stunned, quickly took a discreet photo and posted it online. the post gained traction immediately and within hours, it had snowballed into a collection of sightings. fans began piecing together a timeline of occasions where the two of you were seen together. the rumor was never addressed directly, but the increasing sightings with less protection to hide your identities only added fuel to the fire.

[aziraphales-library]

Hello! Thanks for all your hard work, I’ve found so many good fics through here.

Do you have any recommendations for human au fics where Crowley and Aziraphale have known each other for a long time before becoming romantically involved. Could be acquaintances or co-workers or even friends, but looking for a good rec without a real meet cute/strangers-to-lover situation! Thanks so much :)

Hi! We have #friends to lovers and #childhood friends tags which you can check for lots of fics like this. Here are some more to add...

be mine tonight (be mine forever) by artenon (T)

Aziraphale knows he’s a solitary person. He knows Crowley may very well be his only true friend. He doesn’t mind this. He does, however, very much mind learning that his coworkers have a betting pool on whether he’ll be coming alone to the department holiday party next week. He especially minds when he learns that the reason there is a betting pool in the first place is because their intern, young Newton Pulsifer, is the only one naïve enough to believe Aziraphale might have a date. ----- In retaliation to a bet made against him, Aziraphale asks Crowley to be his date to the office holiday party. Certainly there are no flaws to be found in this plan. Certainly the secret love Aziraphale has been harboring for Crowley for the past several years won't be an issue. Certainly not.

Slipping by AppleSeeds (T)

When Aziraphale's friend and colleague Crowley asks him out at their work Christmas party, Aziraphale turns him down, having only ever thought of Crowley as a friend. Months later, Aziraphale's feelings for Crowley have changed, but due to a series of increasingly ridiculous misunderstandings, they both become convinced that the other isn't interested in a romantic relationship. (They're just adorable, oblivious, and pining, that's the whole fic.)

Wanna Bet? by Mimsynims (E)

“What do you mean, ‘you can’t find my name’?” “I’m sorry, sir. We have bookings for all of your colleagues, but your name is missing. Unfortunately that means there’s no room set aside for you.” “Right…” Crowley could guess who had made the ‘mistake’. “But surely there’s another room available? It doesn’t have to be on the same floor as the others’.” He would actually prefer it if it wasn’t.  “I’m afraid not, sir. Due to the conference all of our rooms are booked already.” The young woman on the other side of the counter looked genuinely distressed. “Most hotels within the vicinity are.” Crowley sighed and furrowed his brows. He didn’t even want to be here in the first place, and now he didn’t have a place to sleep? Knowing Gabriel, it would be no use asking to be allowed to go back home.  “Let me check something…” The woman brightened again, a small smile growing on her face. “Yes. It’s not ideal, but it seems that two of your colleagues have been placed in double rooms. Perhaps you or someone else can consider sharing?” Anyone want to guess who he ends up sharing a room with? ;)

On The Side by FeralTuxedo (E)

Aziraphale is far too pure of heart to be anybody’s bit on the side. Or so Crowley thinks. But when his friend starts seeing walking red flag Jim, with his dodgy smiles and mysterious past, Crowley does everything he can to protect Aziraphale from disaster. His own heart might just end up being collateral damage.

i've found a way (a way to make you smile) by curtaincall (T)

Crowley worked in Sales. He had never intended to work in Sales. It had just sort of happened. One moment, there he’d been, a newly minted university graduate off to change the world, exquisitely useless Philosophy degree in hand, and now here he was, having sauntered vaguely downwards into a Hell that consisted mainly of cold-calling new customers and sucking up to existing ones.   AU based on The Office.

Between Comfort And Chaos by anathxmadevice (T)

“And how long have you two been a couple?” “Oh, I—” Aziraphale panics. “Ha, well, that’s a funny… We’re not actually—” “We’re just friends.” Crowley says, their voice clear and calm and lightly amused, either because of or in spite of Aziraphale’s flailing attempts to divert the conversation. “Ah, yes, quite.” Aziraphale says, then takes a sip of his drink just for something to do, instead of focussing on the way Crowley said just friends, and how it causes a painful throb in his chest that he has never fully got used to. His memory can only scrabble at the edge of a time where being just friends with Crowley didn’t feel like a particular form of torture. * Or, Aziraphale has been desperately in love with his best friend and housemate Crowley since they were students, but is too scared to do anything about it.

- Mod D

[omegastation]

Not related to this blog's topic but I need to say it once (also in case you're wondering where I stand with everything that's happening):

I told you a week or so ago that things didn't go well at work. And truthfully, it has hurt me deeply. My work has to do with a form of activism, so what happened has nothing to do with my job being on the line or people not being happy with my work, it's because of external factors involving lies, manipulation and a lot of other things I can't talk about that will have a direct and negative impact on people. I'm still trying to recover from what happened. I don't handle repeated injustices well, so I had a severe shutdown this time.

At the same time, a lot happened in the world. I've been scared for months, because the patterns are there. A lot of people have died, a lot of things that I never expected to see in my lifetime have happened. Fascism has always been there, of course, but it feels like it's getting way worse because those who have power, money, infrastructures and who control the algorithms are making sure we now see fascism as a normal part of our daily lives. But it is not normal. It can't ever be normal. So now I'm even more scared. I think it's going to be harder and harder to tell the truth and to resist censorship, in the media but also online. It brings a lot of questions about what we should do, where, how, when. And after the week I had? I've seen how easy it is to manipulate others. 

This blog will not feature posts related to the state of the world, it will stay focused on the game. But if you're wondering, I'll be busy elsewhere dealing with that. I'm always dealing with it one way or another. Like I said, my work is already linked to activism. It takes a lot of my time. I have donated and will keep donating whenever I can. But I feel more should be done. Thankfully, a lot of people are doing some good work already and explaining what can be done, so that will be helpful to me in the coming months. I'm meeting with activist friends next week, I'll ask them. I want to do things that are really helpful.

I've seen some good arguments about staying on platforms, being outspoken, and to keep talking about what matters. A creator I really admire also said we need to keep talking about stories. They have been used and are still used as tools to fight censorship. They inspire and teach us. I agree, obviously. I think the past has so much to teach us, and stories will also be crucial to understand our world right now. It will just require us to be a bit more critical.

[kikyoupdates]

Infatuated ⭑˚💌⭑ 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒

yandere!bnha x reader

yandere, reverse harem, bnha x fem!reader, slowburn, slowburn yandere

Your Quirk is rather unique. It plays out almost like a game, giving you missions and goals that help you become stronger. On top of that, you also have the ability to charm those around you. It sounds innocent enough on paper, and you can’t help but revel in the attention everyone keeps showering you with. But what happens when their feelings give way to something more sinister?

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Since obtaining One for All, Izuku has been training day in and day out.  

You admire his dedication. You always have. It’s the very thing that makes him, well, him. There are plenty of ambitious people in this world, and you know that for a fact, but in terms of sheer perseverance and hard work, none of them will ever come close to Izuku.  

Within the past few months, Izuku has undergone a discernible change. The most obvious one is his appearance. Physically speaking, his muscles have become toned and firm, and even the way his clothes hang off his body is slightly different. You can still remember the day you accidentally walked in on him while he was changing and caught a glimpse of how chiseled his abdomen was. He was only in his underwear at the time, so needless to say, he screamed.  

Izuku’s progress makes you hopeful for the future. To see him push forward like this, despite how grueling All Might’s training must be... it makes you prouder than you can even put into words. You’ve been with him ever since you were a kid, so you know just how long he’s waited for a moment like this.  

It’s taken a while, but finally, his goal of becoming a hero is in reach.  

Naturally, you haven’t been slacking off all this time either. You’ve been training in your own way. As often as your Quirk will allow, in any case. You regret to admit that you’re still not terribly strong physically speaking, but that doesn’t mean that your Quirk is necessarily weak. It’s situational, you suppose. Given the right opportunity, you know it can make a big impact. It’s just a matter of creating those opportunities in the first place.  

U.A’s entrance exam is rapidly approaching, and you can only hope that it’s the sort of trial that will allow your powers to shine.  

But there’s no point in worrying needlessly. Right now, you’d much rather focus on the present, which happens to consist of sitting on a beach and admiring Izuku’s impressive feats of strength.  

“Keep going,” All Might hums, and he’s sitting on top of a refrigerator, of all things, easily adding several hundred pounds to its weight. Izuku grits his teeth while dragging the fridge through the sand, but he doesn’t complain, not even once.  

You wish you could help out, but All Might told you that this is Izuku’s task, and Izuku’s task alone. He needs to prove that he’s ready to inherit All Might’s Quirk, and while it makes you feel a bit guilty to just watch, you don’t doubt that Izuku will pull through in the end.  

He is your beloved, irreplaceable best friend. You will always look up to him and take pride in his accomplishments. Nothing will ever change that.  

After cleaning up for a while longer, Izuku eventually lets out a sigh and wipes a hand across his sweaty brow. He must be tired. More so than he can even express. But regardless of the exhaustion seeping into his poor, overworked muscles, he still manages to look over at you with a broad smile.  

When he smiles at you like this, you’re convinced he must be an angel.  

“That should be enough for today,” All Might nods, sounding pleased with his progress. “Go on. I’m sure you’d like to spend some time with your friend.”

Izuku smiles once more, bows his head and thanks All Might for his patience, then bounds over to you—almost as if his fatigue has completely melted away.  

“[Name]!” he beams, plopping down onto the sand beside you. “Thanks for waiting. Sorry. I hope it wasn’t too boring just sitting around and watching.”  

You shake your head. “Not at all. It was really impressive. I seriously can’t get over the fact that you can lift heavy stuff like that now. You’ve gotten so strong!”  

“N-Not really,” he stammers, then shyly glances down at his feet. “I’ve still got a long way to go. But I’m glad that you think I’ve been making progress. It’s been rough, and All Might even had to adjust his training regimen a few times, but if I keep going like this, then U.A won’t just be a dream anymore, right?”

“It’s more than a dream, Izuku. Soon enough, it’s going to become reality.”  

You return his smile, then reach over to ruffle his curly hair. Your words aren’t just intended as cheap flattery. You wholeheartedly believe in what you're saying, just like you’ve always believed in him. All these years... not once have you ever doubted him.  

And Izuku knows this. He knows this, and he’s so, so thankful for it.  

More than you’ll ever understand.  

“Here,” you say, holding out a bottle of juice. “I got this from a vending machine a little while ago. I hope it’s still nice and cold. If not, I can buy another one.”  

Izuku grabs the bottle without wasting a beat. “You bought this... for me?”  

“Mhm. You must be thirsty, right?”  

“Th-Thank you. Thank you, [Name]. Thank you so much...”  

You can’t help but giggle. He’s making such a big deal, over a bottle of juice, of all things. It’s such a small favor, it’s hardly even worth mentioning.  

What you fail to realize is that you could have given him a rock—or a pebble, even. It wouldn’t have made any difference. Anything, so long as it’s coming from you, is precious and worthy of praise.  

Izuku holds firmly to this belief, and he doubts it’ll ever change. That’s why, even though he drinks all of the juice, he saves the bottle and later tucks it away in his closet for safekeeping.  

Perfect.  

That’s what you are. So kind and patient, having put up with him all these years. Will he ever find another person that even comes close to you? No. The answer is clear, so there’s no point in even asking.  

Humans are born imperfect. They are all flawed, one way or another. Izuku tends to assume the best of people, and he strives to protect their smiles, but he knows that despite all of that, no one is perfect. Not even his hero, All Might.  

You are, and always will be, the exception.  

Izuku can hardly contain his smile as he gazes upon you. It’s been such a long day. He’s more exhausted than he can even put into words, and yet, just sitting next to you like this is enough to keep him going. It energizes him, makes him pulse with excitement. He wonders why that is. Because you’re his best friend? Because you’re so nice and easy to talk to?  

Midoriya Izuku is in love, but he doesn’t realize it yet.

But when he does—and it’s a question of when, not if—will you be able to look at him the same way? Will your relationship remain intact, or will it fall to pieces, having been damaged beyond repair?  

For the time being, both of you are blind to the chaos that is slowly building, so you just lean your head against Izuku’s shoulder and enjoy the sunset.

You should make the most of this while it lasts.

“Thanks for agreeing to come along, honey. This family has a son that should be around your age, and he’s apparently going to be applying for U.A too. It should give you something to talk about.”  

You smile and nod. It seems like your parents have made recently made friends with another couple, and they’re excited to get together for dinner with them. Seeing as the couple have a teenager themselves, your parents probably felt like it would be a good opportunity for you to make a new friend, and since you’re by no means antisocial, you agreed to join them.  

Besides, you think it’ll be fun. Especially if it turns out that you’ll both end up at U.A together. Maybe you’ll even be in the same class.  

“Thanks so much for having us,” your mother beams, then proceeds to wave you forward with a smile. “Ah, this is our daughter, [Name].”  

As a polite gesture, you bow your head. “It’s nice to meet you,” you greet. “I’m [Name]. Thank you for inviting us over and being friends with my parents.”  

“Well, isn’t she adorable?” they chuckle. “For a teenager, she’s surprisingly well-mannered. We really wish we could say the same for our son. Go on, Neito. It’s your turn to introduce yourself.”  

The boy’s name is Monoma Neito, and perhaps you’re reading into things too much, but he initially strikes you as a bit pretentious.  

“Hello,” he says simply, then sticks his nose up into the air, as if he just smelled something rotten.  

Well, then.  

You try not to take offense to it. After all, it’s possible he might just be shy, or introverted.  

“Hello,” you reply with a smile. “I hear you want to get into U.A. I do too, but I have to admit, I’m feeling a bit nervous about the entrance exam.”  

Monoma doesn’t reply. He just lifts a brow and peers at you through his grayish-blue eyes.  

Thankfully, it doesn’t take long for the parents to start chatting up a storm, which gives you and Monoma the chance to get to know each other a bit better. He leads you to his room, perhaps a bit begrudgingly, and you take a moment to familiarize yourself with the new environment.  

“So,” he says, “what’s your Quirk?”  

It’s a remarkably common question in today’s day and age, but unfortunately, it’s one you still have yet to get used to. After all, it’s not exactly easy to disclose that you need to kiss someone every time you want to use it.  

You smile shyly. “Um... I can kind of control people. Just briefly, I mean. But only if certain conditions are met.”  

“And what are those conditions?”  

“M-Maybe we’ll save that for another time,” you wave off, awkwardly clearing your throat. “But anyways. I told you mine, so what’s yours?”  

 Monoma purses his lips. “Hm. I’m not sure I need to tell you.”  

“What?” you immediately gape. “No fair! I literally just told you mine!”  

“I asked, but no one said you had to answer,” he merely shrugs. Goodness, what a cocky little bastard. You can already tell he’ll cause a lot of people headaches in the future.  

For a few moments, you’re silent, but then you flash him a cunning smile.  

“If I wanted to, I could just use my Quirk on you, and then you’d have to tell me.”  

Of course, you’re just bluffing. You don’t like using your powers for your own selfish motives. That’s not why Quirks came into being, after all. They’re meant to help people and contribute towards society. You are by no means a saint, but as someone who is striving to become a hero, you still follow a certain moral code.  

Not that Monoma knows that.  

He hastily backs away. “That would be awfully rude of you,” he mutters. “When you’re in my home, no less.”  

You decide to tease him for a while longer, so you move closer to him, inch by inch, and it’s funny how red his face is getting. Whether out of embarrassment or frustration, you can’t be sure.  

Eventually, you let out a chuckle.  

“I’m kidding,” you muse. “I wouldn’t do that to you. But with a power like mine, people can be quick to assume the worst. Anyways, I promise that no matter how often we see each other, I’ll never deceive you or try to take you by surprise. I’ll only ever use my Quirk on you if you let me.”  

Monoma keeps his guard up for a few more moments, but he eventually realizes that you must be telling the truth. It seems like he’s going to drop the issue altogether.  

Or at least, that’s what you think.  

“Ha! Caught you off-guard!” Monoma laughs, then quickly touches you on the shoulder. You’re not sure what he’s trying to do, or why he looks so full of himself all of a sudden, so you can only frown.  

It doesn’t take long for him to frown too. 

“...huh?” he mumbles, staring down at his hands in disbelief. “I swear I just copied it. Crap. Is this a dud Quirk?”  

You blink repeatedly. “Copied it? Copied what?”  

“Tell me the conditions required for your Quirk to take effect,” he says.  

Instead of telling him what he wants, you just cross your arms at him. “I already said I wouldn’t do that. Not yet, at least.”  

“Shit...”  

He doesn’t explain right away, but after a few more moments of irritated huffing, he eventually lets out a sigh. 

“My Quirk lets me copy other Quirks,” he reluctantly admits. “So long as I touch them first. I thought I’d take you by surprise and turn your powers around on you... but I guess it didn’t work. This happens sometimes. Not all Quirks are able to be copied, unfortunately.”  

He can’t see the screen?  

You’re not sure how your Quirk would appear to others, but in order to control someone, he would have to kiss them first, and he obviously doesn’t know that. But maybe he’s right, and your Quirk just can’t be copied by anyone. You already knew that it’s rather unique, and this instance seems to further solidify it. 

“I guess this means I win,” you grin smugly.  

Monoma scowls. “Hardly. You just got lucky, that’s all.”  

“Sure, sure. Whatever you say.”  

He reacts by rolling his eyes at you, but you’re unfazed and just keep grinning at him.  

“Still,” you hum. “A Quirk that lets you copy other Quirks. That’s really strong! That means you can use so many different abilities!”  

“Strong? Well, I guess.” He seems a bit happy with your praise; he even lifts his chin up, as if he’s boasting. “It’s certainly a lot more versatile than yours. You mentioned that you feel nervous about the U.A entrance exam, but I can’t say the same.”  

“Really?” 

“Of course,” Monoma huffs. “Why would I let myself be discouraged right at the very first obstacle?”  

Well, he’s right that there’s no point in driving yourself insane by worrying, but it’s not like your nerves will just disappear overnight. You also can’t even tell if he genuinely feels that way, or if he’s just putting on a brave front.  

But you suppose it doesn’t matter. None of it matters, so long as you both end up at U.A one way or another.  

You tilt your head to the side and smile. “It’s good to be confident. Your Quirk is strong, so I can understand why you’d have faith in your abilities. By the way, how long can you copy someone’s Quirk for? Does it just get overwritten when you copy someone else’s?”  

“There’s a time limit. But as long as I touch the person again, I can easily activate it once more, so it’s not too difficult to manage.”  

Wow. There are so many amazing powers out there. I always thought Katsuki’s was super strong, but I’m sure that if I get to U.A, I’ll meet countless other people that are strong like him.  

You’re happy that Monoma has such a cool ability, and you feel confident about his prospects of passing the entrance exam. You can only hope that with your Quirk, you’ll be able to do the same.  

No. You should do more than just hope. No matter what it takes, you’ll turn your dream into a reality, just like Izuku did. 

“I guess that’s probably enough talking about Quirks for one day,” you shrug. “But at least we’ve established that my Quirk beats yours.”  

Monoma gets awfully red in the face, and you laugh, realizing that he doesn’t very much like the idea of losing.  

“Fine, then! Let’s play Uno! Prepare for a humiliating defeat!"

It was a fun day.  

Monoma is clearly the competitive type, and true to his word, you eventually did end up losing to him in Uno. But only after you’d won five rounds in a row. You actually started feeling a bit bad for him after a while, and you even considered letting him win out of pity, but thankfully, he managed to pull through on his own. 

Anyways, you ended up having a good time, and you’d like to think that you’ve made a friend, if the new contact in your phone is any indication.  

Later that night, you lie on your bed, watching videos on your laptop that occasionally prompt a chuckle or two. It’s late, and truth be told, you’re half falling asleep by this point, but you keep on staring lethargically at your screen, waiting for fatigue to finally wash over you.  

Before it can, though, your phone starts buzzing.  

You pause the video, then grab your phone and take a quick glance at the caller ID. It’s Izuku, so naturally, you pick up.  

“Hey, Izuku,” you hum, and you wonder if your smile carries over into your voice. “What’s up? How did training go today?”  

“Hi, [Name],” he replies happily. “It was good. I just, um... I-I just wanted to talk for a bit. Sorry for calling so late in the night. I hope I didn’t wake you up.” 

“Don’t worry, I wasn’t sleeping. What did you want to talk about?”  

“Nothing in particular, I guess.” He pauses, and you can hear him swallow nervously. “I just... wanted to hear your voice for a bit.”  

You can’t help but giggle, because you feel the exact same way. It’s impossible not to be in a good mood whenever you’re talking to him. 

“Aw,” you muse. “Did you miss me?”  

Perhaps you shouldn’t tease him too much, because already, you imagine him being red as a beet.  

“A-Anyways!” he splutters. “What... what did you get up to today? My day was just the same training as always, so there’s nothing really worth mentioning.”  

Obviously, you can't possibly know how he’ll react to your next words, so you utter them freely and confidently.  

“My parents made friends with another family, and I had dinner at their place earlier,” you say. “I met someone my age there. His name is Monoma, and he’s planning on going to U.A, just like us. I already knew as much, but a lot of people are super passionate about becoming heroes. There’s bound to be tons of competition, but it still doesn’t change what we need to do.”  

For some reason, Izuku isn’t saying anything, so you continue.  

“Monoma’s Quirk lets him copy other Quirks. Isn’t that cool? Ah, but he tried to copy mine, and it didn’t work, so I guess he’s got his own limitations to worry about. He’s kind of a sore loser, but it’s pretty funny to see how strongly he reacts to things. I beat him at Uno over and over again. I was actually kind of starting to feel guilty about it, haha.”  

Strange. It’s still silent. Perhaps you’ve been rambling on for too long and he hasn’t had a chance to interject.  

“Izuku?” you frown. “Everything okay?”  

The call ends abruptly, and you’re left staring down at your phone in disbelief.  

A few moments later, you receive a message. 

You don’t usually assume the worst of people. It’s partly due to your cheery disposition, and partly because as an aspiring hero, you like to see others for their good qualities rather than the bad.  

Izuku in particular is free of any suspicion. He’s been your best friend for years, and you’ve stuck together through thick and thin. Why would you assume that he hung up on you on purpose? He’s never once hung up on you, and it’s inexplicable to think that he would start now.  

You are more than content to believe that it was a simple technical difficulty, so you set your phone aside and start getting ready for bed.  

Meanwhile, in another house in that very same neighborhood, a freckled boy sits by his desk, staring vacantly at the wall ahead. Izuku doesn’t know how to explain what he just did. Everything was going just fine, up until... up until you mentioned someone else.  

Izuku’s shoulders begin to shake, and slowly but surely, tears fill his eyes.  

It’s normal for you to make friends. You’re pretty and kind, smart and lovely, so of course other people would be drawn to you.

It’s the rational conclusion. It’s what makes perfect sense.  

So then, why does he hate the thought of it so much?  

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[faaun]

i feel rly sad and conflicted abt one of my best friends on earth but idk who to ask for advice bc i usually would have consulted her in this situation lmao

[captain-space-kin]

What the absolute FUCK did they put in the water this show hiatus, because it is making some parts of this community have the most RANCID vibes I’ve seen in a long time.

I was talking to some friends about this and was wondering if anyone else noticed this? Am I hallucinating?? Did they put toxic gas in the S2P2 leaks??? What is happening????

[mwagneto]

sometimes i'm home alone for months at a time coz my parents leave (like rn) and ofc that's usually when the "ooh neighbour scary you never know what you live next to" stories find me which almost spook me but then i'm like. idk why i'd be scared of my neighbours being insane when i'm literally the insane neighbour

[lesbiansanemi]

I think… I have figured out the reason I never get gendered as a guy anymore and it’s making me have…. A lot of really complex feelings

[themagical1sa]

"i like you and i blame you for making me feel this way" he said

i still think about it

[katyspersonal]

Just recently realised that before I noticed, Brador became a necessary comfort item for me?? LOL

Like, I can hardly do anything without him anymore...? Micolaurence ship? No It Is Not, I need to add Brador in it and have him and Mico rival for Laurence. Laurence's important subordinates? Can't forget Brador, he is maybe not as big and radiant as Gehrman and Ludwig, but he is basically Laurence's shadow! Research Hall? Can't forget Brador going there and interacting with Maria and doctors too, even if more occasionally. The Workshops? There is a cut content 'Clocktower Hunter badge', there could've been a covenant of assassins like he is and they had their own blood-based weaponry system, so they could be comparable with others! The 'New Church' (Amelia, Adella, Alfred, Henriett)? Brador is old but probably was alive at that time, they maybe still visited him! Characters that logically haven't even met Brador in person? I can write an analysis comparing their mindset and philosophy with Brador's, or find interesting parallels!

Like, he is just the plush toy I can't sleep without all of a sudden. "Mom can we get the Brador :(" fdjdshfhsd

[adw520]

cant sleep because i cant stop thinking about how the mechanic was a bit of an asshole to me for no reason when i got my car finally taken in

[rivilu]

A little to the left situation of the 'never trust your brain after 9pm' post where instead of cut and dry catastrophizing, after 2:30 am I start making extremely accurate self psychoanalysis specifically about the most depressing aspects of my life

[thepandalion]

I have a fic idea and I dont know if I want to write it or not send help

[coinflict]

Haven't logged onto hsr in like a month genuinely life changing decision to stop playing gacha games

[mvnces]

only got paid for one week of work instead of the usual two because the head of the department didn’t approve my hours before yesterday so