#towa x oc

[pinktormaline]

Had this craziest idea of how my OC X Towa child would look like, and now I’m loving his character design! I just love how he looks like his grandparents more. You can clearly see how he resembles Sesshomaru and Rikuo/Rihan

[nikki0606]

the letter | Hawks X Reader

oneshot; (wrote it some 3 yrs ago and edited the narration here)

(it was a result for a "write a letter to mha characters" quiz of mine)

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"Calm down, will you?" Tokoyami says over the phone, "I can not believe it's me of all people who needs to console you."

"Well, it was your idea." you pace your room in stress.

"It was dark shadow's idea." Tokoyami doesn't sound happy at your accusation, "I even warned you against trusting him just like that. His maturity level is down in the drain. That all put aside, I really do think you should relax. Definitely, sensei wouldn't hate you."

"He wouldn't hate me?" you frown and take a deep inhale, "I wrote that guy a love letter and we left it in his office, Tokyo!"

"I do not see how that should make him hate you.. " Tokoyami sounds confused, "Hawks sensei has quite a following, it would only be normal to him if you ended up having feelings for him too. Relax, it's no big deal."

"Oh my God." you clutch your head, "Is this how you're consoling me? I don't know what to do– is there a chance he wouldn't have seen it? I really just want to bring the letter back now."

"Wow." Dark shadow's voice sounds, "That's really spineless of you," you gasp at that, "relax, (Name)-chan. Everything's gonna be fine. If Hawks sensei ignores you, I'll fight him for you."

You pause, "Ignores? You know what, I'll call you and Dark Shadow back later, Tokyo. The both of you are only increasing my anxiety."

"Okay." Tokoyami sighs, "And stop calling me Tokyo."

"No." you hang up right after.

Continuing to pace in the room, you begin to prepare yourself for the worse. It's true Hawks could just ignore you if he gets uncomfortable with the whole thing. If not that, he could just reject your feelings.

After all, he does get thousands of letters per day (though none are found at his table top in his office) and like Tokoyami said, it would be only normal for him to have a little girl crush on him.

You're two weeks away from your birthday and do not at all wish to be crying over his rejection on the day you turn eighteen. 

"It's alright." you try to console yourself, "There's a lot more beauty in this world to cry over just one guy." but it's easier said than done.

No matter how true your words are, they do nothing to ease the way your throat suffocates in anxiety."

Your phone buzzes with notifications on the side and you pick it up to distract yourself with whatever they're from only to find an unknown number having texted you.

__________________________

XXXXXXX

heyy

you really thought you'd 

send him a letter and BOOM

he's into you, huh

haha, bitch

stop daydreaming

look at this 

seriously

stop embarrassing yourself

there's other important ppl

in his life

__________________________

Your brain processes the texts way too slow. Once it does, however, you feel something in your heart shatter.

A picture of Hawks blushing and another of him covering his face combined with the texts you've received explain a lot. 

There's other important people in his life.

It makes sense– you don't know much about his person life. You only know Hawks the hero not the person who he is away from the limelight.

It makes sense, absolute sense, but it hurts. 

"It's okay." you mumble futile and empty words to yourself, one hand making way to your chest and rubbing it hard. The ache lying within overpowers even the peak of control you can exert over yourself.

A tear rolls down your cheek. At this point, you don't even know what else you were expecting.

"I am just another fangirl." you tell yourself, "It's alright. That's what happens, I'm no one special– I barely know about his personal life."

A ding brings in new messages from the same number.

__________________________

XXXXXXX

we've got some things to settle

fifteen minutes from now

on your dorm roof

lets fight

YOU

lets please talk it out

it's nothing serious

I guess I'm just a fangirl

XXXXXXX

ask me if I give a fuck

__________________________

It hurts you to reply this way but this is just the truth.

But how can someone enter U.A.? I don't think non pro heroes would be allowed to enter.

And this thought leads to the rather painful realization that the person texting you might just be Mirko, you know Hawks is good friends with her so there could always be things between them that you aren't aware of.

It's just best to go and talk to her and clear out any misunderstandings. Who knows what sort of ruckus might follow.

You violently rub your teary eyes and swallow hard, "Well then."

There's no one on the roof when you reach there. With a sigh, you walk over to the boundary and lean against it taking in the view of the night at your school.

The suffocating weight on your chest remains constant but the worry about what Hawks would think of you beats it.

It hurts to remember how seriously you had written the letter and poured all of your ehart into it. Now, you only feel like an idiot.

Why the fuck did I even think this was okay?

If you could, you'd make everything go back to before you'd written it. All the worry, all the nervousness and this painful rejection-- you sigh.

"Pretty, isn't it?"

You haven't paid attention to the view until now. At once, you blink focusing your gaze in front. A small smile rises up your face, "It's beautiful." and then you pause.

"You didn't even notice me sneaking up to you." the way too familiar from the snort makes a tsunami of heat crash against your body, you snap your head to where Hawks is leaned to the boundary by your side.

"Hawks." your jaw falls a mile below.

"Yup." he smiled, "I had to come, didn't I?"

On reflex, you look around to see if someone else has come with him but not another soul is around.

"You're.. " you swallow hard, a mountain of shame settling in your face, "Uhm... well.. "

Hawks hums, his face turned towards the school building in view, "I thought I'd just talk to you face to face. I was on my way to Musutafu anyways."

"O-Oh.. ?"

"So you wrote me a letter." there's the tiniest bit of tease in his voice, "You think I'm handsome, eh, (Name)-chan? Boy, I did not know that."

Your face falls into your hands. You wish the earth would swallow you whole.

"Well," he hums a moment later, "I sort of saw the letter in front of Mirko and she urged we should prank you so she took those pictures of me while I was reading the letter. I don't know what she's texted you though. She said you'd be happy to see me in person."

It takes you a while to process the thing about the pictures.

You don't have it inside you to face him anymore but the relief you feel on knowing this was a pranks expresses itself as a sharp exhale.

Hawks' face turns to you again, a sly smirk rising to his face, "You weren't getting jealous, were you? Ahh, I really want to see a jealous (Name)-chan. Your little crush on me makes this so much easier."

With great difficulty, you manage to separate your face and hands and try to lift your head.

"Oh right," Hawks snorts, "it's not a crush, it's love."

"Come on." you whine, turning your face away.

Hawks laughs, "You're adorable, (Name)-chan. Don't you worry, you'll still be on my priority list of little girls crushing on me."

"Look at how proud you are about that." you roll your eyes hysterically, "Shameless chicken."

"Aw, don't you think being mean to me makes me not want to hang out with you?" he dramatizes, "I thought we get careful when we get a puppy crush."

You're honestly just glad he isn't hating or getting creeped out by you.

"You were on your way to Musutafu?" you try to change the topic, "For what?"

Hawks hums a little, his gaze focused on the distantly visible city, "Say, (Name)-chan. You're of age, right? Your birthday was three months ago so you should be eighteen already."

"I am, yeah." your gaze rests on him for a bit- Hawks looks beautiful in the low night light.

He turns to you, "I was coming to Musutafu for this date I have to be on. I realized I should confirm your age outside the school. Nezu looked pretty relaxed when I said I want to visit you so that was relieving."

You blink, "I'm sorry?" there's a darker shade settling on his face now that you focus.

"Takami Keigo." he hums, "That's my real name."

The sudden revelation takes you by surprise, "Oh? I.. wow. That's a nice name."

"Of course," he snorts though there is now something adorably nervous to his voice, "your crush on me makes everything about me nice."

"Other than your personality, yes." you pout, "Look at you insensitively teasing me. Are you wishing to see me cry later?"

"Ne ne, (Name)-chan, you really think I'd let you cry?" he turns you towards himself.

You blink, "H-Huh?"

Hawks smiles nervously, "D'you.. you know.. want to go out with me tonight?"

It takes an eternity for your brain to process it. Once you do, your jaw drop in shock only to tug upwards immediately into a smile.

"What? What.. seriously?"

"Of course." his hand rubs the back of his head, Hawks looks embarrassed, "I-I mean.. it's not important that your crush is one sided.. "

"You like me?" you don't remember when the last time you'd been filled with such pure thrill was. You're basically jumping on your feet.

"If you're going to behave like this, how do you expect me not to?" he pouts and speaks in a small voice.

"Wow." your gaze locks into his, "That's just... "

"Sweet?" his hand boops your nose, "It is. But anyways, should we?" he holds his hand out.

You're about to put your hand onto his put pause, "Has Aizawa sensei allowed you to take me out." you pause, "Shit, I'm not even dressed right." and you continue to freak out more in happiness than in worry.

Hawks chuckles, "You're being pretty reasonable for someone who gets to be with the sexy hot number two." and the sassy reply he expects doesn't come.

You wrap your hands around him instead, "I am."

A gush of red burns his cheeks, Hawks lips part, "Wh-Whoa.. okay." his eyebrows jerk, and his head turns to the side now radiating with heat.

"Shit." you step away from him, "I'm not making you uncomfortable or something, am I?"

"Not at all." Hawks's eyes lock into yours, "That's.. actually leave the date. Let's go to your room and watch a movie or something."

"Boys aren't allowed in our side of the dorm." you make a sad face.

"I'm a man if you haven't noticed." he frowns, "Take me down there, I'll make sure you never miss my manliness again."

Your eyes widen and avert to the side and a buzz rises up your skin. Hawks looks pretty dead set with his little tease and is happy to see the reaction he was expecting.

It's risky sneaking Hawks inside so he sends in a feather first. Thankfully, there's no one in the hallways at this hour.

You let Hawks inside first and enter after securing the area. Little do you realize you've pushed him right into the one wall full of posters of him. You thank yourself for not having pasted hearts or something of the sort around.

"Looks like you have a major crush on this pro hero Hawks." he looks smug but the warm red tint of his ears adds more to the story, "That's so cute."

Your cheeks flare up, "W-Well.. th-there's nothing to hide anymore.. I guess."

Hawks hums, "You'll be knowing me as Keigo no onwards." he leans forward and pulls a poster down, crushes it and throw it to the side.

"What are you doing?" you frown in confusion.

"There's a lot of other things you need space to stick on the walls." he says, "Things about Takami Keigo and not Hawks," a teasing smirk rises up his face again, "and then you can continue to thirst over a sexier side of your hero crush."

You pout and turn away, face now warming up the air all around, "You're so mean, Hawks." there's a silence, "K-Keigo-san.. "

"Good girl." he hums, making all hair on your body rise on their ends, "Try it less formal."

You swallow, "Keigo-kun.. ?"

"Yeah." his hand strokes your cheek, you feel your legs getting weak, "That's more like it, babybird."

"You're literally so mean." your gaze averts to the ground, "Coming all the way here just to tease me.. "

"And maybe also to see you get excited like a little kid when I say it's mutual." he winks, then plops onto your bed, rubbing his face into the pillow.

The thing about the number two pro hero is that the confidence seeps out of all pores in his body. Even if he is shy and nervous, Hawks would unapologetically spread around knowing it would not at all change anything about your feelings for him unless it makes them more intense.

He knows that because he has seen the expression on your face when the two of you would mess around and do weird stuff to annoy Tokoyami (although it was mostly you).

Hawks would have a bigger hand in verbal teasing.

"S-So... " you fiddle with your fingers, cheeks heating up more at the thought of his scent settling onto your sheets. Hawks turns to you.

"Movie?"

"I-If you want to."

"Or maybe we could just.. you know," he playfully winks.

You freeze momentarily, "What... ?"

Hawks snorts, his hand taking his visors and ruffling his hair. He beckons you to come sit with him while taking his shoes and jacket off.

You now find it hard to not stare at his torso.

"Should we have a photoshoot?" he turns to you, eyes full of adoration.

It's too bad that your dirty mind is not able to process anything rationally on being exposed to his biceps now. And it just so happens that you and Hawks are awfully comfortable with teasing and insults on being friends for so long (all thanks to Tokoyami).

That is why the words slip out of your mouth before you can realise, "If you strip, yes."

Hawks blinks, his ears visibly getting a hot shade of red but expressions forced to remain straight, "You really have some wild fantasies about me, babygirl. Tokoyami told me all of them."

You blink, "What?"

He smiles cheekily, "If I strip, you'll lose your head."

"No- Tokoyami did what?"

"Told me some stuff." he hums, "Told me I should get a spine to propose to you but then boom, you send the letter and it gets easier for me."

"He knew you liked me back?"

"Of course he did." Hawks pushes his boots to the side with his foot, "Don't you go getting mad at him," his hands plant on your hips, cheeks blooming red, "this is my payment for this request."

In another second, you're sitting in his lap.

"So, photoshoot." he clears his throat, unable to properly talk now that your body is pressed against his with your adorable eyes looking up at him in shock and embarrassment, "I-I'll use my phone."

[trexidermy]

I am so dead at this point

I've been playing Tokyo Debunkers, and now I am obsessed... Like an unhealthy amount.

I've been drawing... and uhh... Bruh.

Part 1? Drawing my Oc Mc, who is named Evie. (No hate to the Canon MC, I think she's adorable as hell as well.)

In order...

Taiga, Kaito, Haru, Towa, Luca, Romeo, Alan, Tohma, Sho, and Leo.

I just think it's fun.

[avionvadion]

Trashahime Rewrite: Forest Deep version

When Towa is four and Airi is six, time portals leading to the modern era began to appear randomly and it swept them away.

(Potentially caused by Kirinmaru in the modern era by messing with the sacred tree) but he has an extreme makeover so he doesn’t look like the dollar store version of Takemaru of Setsuna.)

Seeing the sacred tree in the distance, the pair of sisters make their way to it, recognizing it, but are unable to find their way home and are instead taken in by Sota Higurashi- only to encounter their mother, Irene, like two years later when she is only nineteen years old and about to make her journey back to the Feudal Era after being gone for two and a half months. Despite her younger appearance, her scent is the same, and so is her gentleness and warmth, and Towa clings to that memory of young short-haired Irene for the next decade. Maria stays behind to help Sota and his wife look after them, as they are obviously her little sister's future children.

Maria soon encounters an older Koga, who had survived to the modern era by blending in, and is reunited with her precious wolf, Saun, who has grown old with age and has weary bones.

Back in the Feudal Era, six years after Towa and Airi disappear, a moth demoness, Mayonaka, awakens from her restorative slumber within her cocoon, having suffered terrible injuries over fifty years prior from a war that took place in her territory.

(Her name means "Midnight", and she is a relative of Gatenmaru and Garamaru, but unlike either of them she is a daiyokai)

She's been obsessed with Sesshomaru for over a century, and has always been frustrated that he never once looked her way, but upon awakening learns that not only has Sesshomaru has become a daiyokai... but he has also taken Irene, a mortal, for a wife.

Mayonaka is enraged, and sends her minions after Irene in hopes of getting rid of her, but this does little to deter the human, experienced in the ways of battle with her Shikigami, and having InuKag as neighbors and MirSan as friends. And, not to mention, anytime Sesshomaru discovered demons heading for the village with ill intent, he slaughtered them, as he visits fairly frequently to check on his wife and help look after their children- because he is a father who helps with raising his kids.

After two years of zero results, Mayonaka decides she has to take matters into her own hands and curses Irene.

It was a simple curse really, Mayonaka having some of her little moths spread some dust onto her kimonos while they were hanging out to dry, and it started off with just nightmares. It would make it difficult for Irene to sleep, each nightmare growing more and more horrific and taking a toll on her health, but as days to weeks to months go by she is getting noticeably worse, as the nightmares slowly begin leaking poison into her soul. Eventually, she becomes so ill from the curse that she begins spitting/coughing blood until she collapses, falling comatose.

Time continues to pass, but her body grows weaker and weaker. When the Shikigami spirits sense she’s on the brink of death, they combine their powers to cast a spell, placing her in stasis at thirty-five years of age so she would not take her final breath.

Her body is placed in a shrine within Mount Ryosozan, where Tatsunori, her dragon spirit, once lived as a highly respected Kami. The air there is very clean and pure, and will hide her scent. Sora, the eldest child, stands guard, protecting her mother’s resting body at only fifteen years old while Sesshomaru continues to search for who cursed his beloved.

For the next four years, Irene would remain asleep, and Mayonaka will be taking delight in sending Sesshomaru on a wild goosechase trying and failing to find her. All the while, demons have been going missing- swept away by the time portals into the modern era, and Maria, a much older Koga, Hakkaku, and Ginta, and the descendants of the Kururugi Shrine, work together to take care of these threats. They also train Towa in swordsmanship and martial arts, and Airi in the art of Shikigami and archery- as Airi's human blood and connection to spirits is much stronger than Towa's, who has a stronger connection to their demon side.

Shortly after Towa turns fourteen and Airi sixteen, shenanigans happen that get them sent into the Feudal Era. Potentially separated, with Towa being found by Rin and Kohaku (both of whom had viewed Irene as a mother figure, and have met Irene when she was short-haired and see Towa's resemblance to her) while Airi is found by Kin'u and Gyokuto, who note she has round eyes- much like a foreigner- and decide to take her to the village.

Later, after being reunited, it turns dark and Towa becomes human, as it is the fifth night of the month.

Towa resembles Irene the most in appearance, despite Airi having their mother’s eyes, and Kaede comments on this- especially when seeing Towa in human form. Towa asks why her biological parents aren't around if they're still alive, and Kaede informs her that her mother was cursed, and that her father is on a hell-mission trying to find the one who cursed her so he can kill them.

Towa: "She's cursed? So... does that mean she's nearby somewhere? Can we meet her?"

"That... is a question you need to take up with your sister."

"Shion?"

"Sorano." *Kaede smiles* "One of your older sisters. She is protecting her. Ah, but I do not know where you can find her. Perhaps you should speak to one of your OTHER siblings to find out. Shion, being so young, was not given the knowledge of your mother's location- as she was even younger when sweet Irene was put to sleep. Your great demon father could not risk her being found by his enemies, you see... or by the one who cursed her."

Kaede is aware that Irene was cursed and put into stasis to save her life. She also knows that the eldest child, Sora, is protecting her. But she knows not where they are, only what is being done, and if they wish to meet their mother they must first find Sora- and to do that, they must find Hikaru or Akane, for they surely know of her whereabouts.

InuKag and MirSan know where Akane at least can be found, but state that she never leaves the village and is almost never seen by anyone except her parents, siblings, and spouse. As relatives, they might have a good chance of getting into the Kururugi Shrine to see her… but the villagers are very protective of Akane as they view her as a benevolent saintess/kami, due to when Sesshomaru and Inuyasha helped Irene defeat Anastasia.

Gyokuto, a demon slayer like her mother, brother, and uncle, finds out the girls want to find Akane, so she goes with them because she wants to see Hikaru and because she’s annoyed Hisui is getting all the fun of traveling without her. They discover him lounging about in the valley and he takes them to see Akane, though only Towa, Airi, Shion, and Hikaru himself are allowed inside the shrine where she stays.

Akane reluctantly tells them about Mount Ryosozan, but that it is dangerous to visit. Still, Towa and Airi want to see Irene. They have only one recent memory of her- of when they were children and had only been in the modern era for a short time before Irene, at 19 years old, appeared to try and go back to the Feudal Era. Towa wants to see her again.

Towa and Airi want to help the mother who they remember had looked after them so kindly and gently, even when she didn't know who they were. They hold on to that one day so strongly, and to the photo they were given of her, and to the storybook of the Celestial Prince and his Stolen Love that their Uncle Sota read to them so often when they were small, as it told the (albeit greatly twisted over the years) story of how their father once saved their mother from a human lord and his soon-to-be bride, and how Auntie Maria corrected all the flaws in the story and told them the truth of the tale.

They want to meet Irene, and they want to save her. They want to feel her warmth again.

So they go to the mountain.

It’s Towa’s human night when they get there, and Sora has to do a double take and look behind her into the shrine to see the sleeping Irene. Towa, as a human, has shoulder-length hair, and solely because of the connection to spirits her human blood gives her. (Irene's hair grew because of the Shikigami spirits, even when her body was frozen due to Anastasia's spell, the first time she traveled to the past) Hair is viewed as something that holds a connection to spirits, and when human Towa's connection to the spirits is much stronger, and the growing hair as a human represents that connection.

And Sora has known their mother with longer hair all her life.

Looking back at Towa, she gives her the MOST dumbfounded look. “Here I thought HIKARU took after our mother..."

And Hikaru rebuts with a, “I don’t want to hear that from the one who most looks like our father.”

"I think I resemble Mother quite a bit."

"Absolutely not! In what way!? You can be just as cold as Dad sometimes, you know!"

"Well, I wouldn't have to be if you'd just listen to your big sister..."

"I listen plenty! It's hard being the only son, you know!"

When morning rises, Towa is half-demon again.

She mentions she met their mother when she was little, but their mother was younger and hadn’t even had Sora yet. Towa confesses she based her haircut and style off of what she remembered her looking like back then, as a way to avoid forgetting her, and Airi takes out the photo Sota snapped before 19 year-old Irene left for the Feudal Era to show them.

…

Mayonaka wanted Sesshomaru to look at her, to have her on his mind at all times… and had sent minions to kill Irene at first to get her out of the way, but when that failed, she cursed her in hopes that he would finally glance her way. And it worked, kind of.

By cursing Irene to the point where she is on the brink of death, he is now obsessively searching for Mayonaka- to kill- and has been for four years.

But when Sesshomaru finally finds her, he doesn’t even humor Mayonaka in conversation. He just attacks. This infuriates her, and she realizes that he isn’t even looking at her, more as he is just seeing the “demon who cursed his wife”. He doesn’t even know her name. There’s not enough room in his heart to hate her when all he cares about is Irene.

So she decides to take some drastic measures. Mayonaka believes she has to fully get rid of Irene in order for there to be room in his heart for her, because if she can’t have him she WILL have his heart by scarring it so badly that the memory of her will be etched in his very soul- as the woman who killed his love. So she starts searching for Irene.

(Think a very twisted and obsessed Yandere. That's Mayonaka)

When she finally finds her, Sora is there and in the way- trying to stop her. Sora puts up a good fight, but Mayonaka has more experience and ends up killing her by targeting Irene, tricking Sora into sacrificing herself and taking the blow by shielding her mother’s body. As Sora is bleeding out, she collapses atop the sleeping Irene just as Sesshomaru appears, having tracked Mayonaka down.

Sora had bought just enough time for her father to find them, and passes away holding onto her mother.

Sesshomaru is pissed. He goes full dog mode. Mayonaka laughs with delight and goes full moth mode. Giant daiyokai battle ensues. The Inugang and Kiddos all show up at the mountain to see Sesshomaru and Mayonaka battling it out, and everyone is horrified upon seeing Sora collapsed and dead, her blood pooling at her feet.

The Inugang go to help Sesshomaru, but Mayonaka’s minions appear. Lesser demons who despise the fact that Sesshomaru took on a human wife. They end up battling it out while Hikaru, Airi, Towa, and Shion try to protect what’s left of the shrine with Irene and Sora’s bodies inside. Itsuki and Moroha are working with Hisui, Kin’Gyo, and Kohaku and Rin (she's a priestess) to fend off anymore new arrivals. Miasma is slowly killing the foliage that kept the shrine pure.

Sesshomaru ends up leaving Mayonaka a bloody mangled mess, and tosses her down from the sky and into the river below. With a splash, she’s back in her humanoid form, and she is cackling and laughing with delight, grinning as wide as could be. She’s so happy. Sesshomaru is finally looking at her, and she’ll be etched in his heart forever if he kills her.

But he doesn’t.

A familiar scent has reached the entrance, and with it the appearance of hot blue flames that swallow the area, enveloping the lesser demons and disintegrating them all. As it clears, everyone sees a figure walking calmly towards them, and as the figure draws close they realize… it’s Akane.

Akane in her mortal form. The final sibling, Hikaru’s twin sister, the one that could not blend in with society in her normal form, has finally arrived… and her gaze turns to meet the gaze of her father.

Sesshomaru will not kill Mayonaka. He will not give her the pleasure she so wishes to have of dying at his hands. Her body is already mangled, limbs barely hanging on as is. No, she’ll die at the hands of the daughter that most resembles his wife in terms of power and selflessness.

So he turns away. He starts walking towards the resting bodies of Sora and Irene.

Mayonaka is horrified. She starts screeching, screaming at him, that it HAS to be him to kill her. That she did all this FOR him, but… he pays her no heed. So she pulls herself together with what little remains of her strength and pulls out her moth wings, flying towards Sora and Irene. She is determined to kill the human woman.

But Sesshomaru doesn’t give her more than a glance over the shoulder before a massive spirit (Akane’s familiar) appears and swallows Mayonaka whole, sealing her away. She burns the talisman the demoness was sealed in with a vanquishing flame, and Mayonaka is effectively dead… and the curse on Irene broken.

As she starts to wake up, Sesshomaru uses tenseiga on Sora, and his daughter is very confused until she realizes what happened and watches as color returns to Irene’s face and the woman coughs, groaning and rolling onto her side as the spirits release their spell that had kept her in stasis.

Irene is shooketh, and mildly horrified she’s been asleep for so long that Sora is now 19, Hikaru and Akane 18, and that Airi and Towa have returned and are both 16 and 14 alongside Shion!????? Three of her children are young adults now, and two of her babies have returned and are so much older now, and wait, why is Sora covered in blood?

Irene cries, and Sora is laughing and hugging her, telling her it’s alright, and Irene is like NO, IT ISN’T, WHO CURSED ME, TELL ME THEIR NAME SO I CAN BURN THEM TO CRISPS, and they have to tell her that the demoness is already dead. Irene is pissed and upset and going through all the emotions, and ends up smothering all of her kiddos with affection because it's been four years and she missed so much and two of her babies are back but her other babies are four years older now and oh gods how could she have slept so long???

...

Unfortunately... there's still the case of the randomly appearing time portals and all the demons that are disappearing.

The modern era is an extreme danger now, as with all the demons from the Feudal Era being sent to modern times all the demons of the modern era that were in hiding and blending in have decided they were tired of hiding and reveal themselves, lashing out at the humans that had them hide away for so long.

Kirinmaru is the one leading it all.

Kagome, Inuyasha, Moroha and Itsuki, and Irene, Airi, Towa, Shion, and Kin'u and Kohaku all get zapped by one of the portals. They're reunited with Sota, Maria, and Koga, and they watch as the skies grow dark as hundreds to thousands of demons appear, while others are wrecking havoc in the towns.

In a panic, Kagome remembers something from years ago and reveals that inside Kururugi Shrine is a scroll. Hinami and Ren are there, and they know exactly which one she's talking about, and they send Irene to the shrine to unseal the demon and his allies that are with him- and have been for many centuries.

It is a scroll depicting the demon lord Sesshomaru... who had been sealed by his daughter, Akane, in an effort to save his life, many many years ago, and who lost her life sealing her siblings along with him.

To quote Hinami from my Forest Deep fanfic, "Demons existed once. They were in abundance, living in the wild and in their own forms of civilization. Yet when humanity's weaponry began to grow more advanced, their numbers began to decline. Demons started to lose their place in this world. Those who sought preservation hid themselves, while others were proud and died fighting. The few who could pass themselves off as humans did so, and their demonic bloodlines dwindled until nothing but traces of their powers within their descendants remained."

During the era of the Tokugawa Shogunate and the Sakoku Edict, demons began to be killed off. They either learned to blend in or died fighting. Sesshomaru, being as proud as he is, refused to blend in, and fought for years until he was gravely wounded. His half-demon, half-white children were being hunted.

Akane knew he wouldn't survive if he kept going. She knew her siblings would all be killed.

So, in a moment of extreme sacrifice, wanting to protect them all, Akane gives up her life sealing Sesshomaru and all of her siblings away. Her descendants, who lived in hiding within the Kururugi Village, acting as priestesses and priests, worshipping the "Great Kami" of their shrine, prayed to and protected the scroll for the next few hundred years, passing down the stories and legends to each generation.

Sesshomaru, trapped with three of his half-demon children and... potentially a grandchild, ponders over the next few centuries why Akane, the child who could not blend in with society, who lived in hiding, who was the one child he was harshest/most strict with to ensure she could survive, did what she did, and how she died doing so, knowing full well he could not revive her with tenseiga after being sealed away.

And as the years pass...

He gets to see her children, and her grandchildren, and her grandchildren's children and grandchildren. Some look just like her human self or just like Irene or just like him, and then it's Hinami and Ren who are IDENTICAL to Akane and Irene, and he's still TRAPPED with his other children while the ONE IS DEAD but her descendants are THERE, and then...

Kagome's finally come to collect the shard of the "shattered bird".

And Kagome sees the scroll and finally realizes why Hinami and Ren look so familiar, and why something always felt so off about them, because in the shrine she sees a little crescent glowing upon the brunette's forehead. With the jewel shard in her hand, Kagome approaches the scroll, the scroll that has what is so very obviously Sesshomaru painted on it, despite the older appearance and change of armor, and when she reaches out to touch the painting... the image changes so his likeness is looking RIGHT at her.

Kagome is, understandably, freaked out.

She books it out of there after listening to Hinami's story, and Sesshomaru is left waiting again. And again. And…

Miasma.

The doors to the shrine slams open.

Irene?

She's younger, much younger than she was when she had died, and she's dressed in the purple kimono with the blue butterflies he gave her shortly before she originally left the Feudal Era, as an apology for having hurt her. She's... not as young as back then, but not as old as when she died. She's somewhere in between. He hasn't seen her in centuries.

And she's... as beautiful as the day he had lost her.

He watches from within the scroll as she rushes over, muttering to herself. He feels the warmth from her palm as she rests her hand against the scroll, gentle flames peeling away the seal.

And then he was freed, along with those who had been sealed with him.

Five hundred years, and he gets to hold her again.

He had missed her so much.

But it's only temporary, for after the battle she'll have to return to his younger self.

[localgirlbecomesobsessed]

Confessions from a workaholic

Haru couldn’t hold himself back around Olivia anymore, he decides to take action and finally try to confess to her.

Key word try.

Haru looked proudly at his display, a picnic blanket laid under the tree with floating candles all around it, he’s attached a swing set up on an outreached branch.

He still needed to pick up the food he ordered from that new food truck, it was a beef lasagne and a six layer chocolate and strawberry cake for their dessert.

The picnic blanket had an array of pillows on it, he brought spare blankets in case she got cold but he has convinced Towa to hopefully keep the temperature decent whilst he went on his quest. As well as getting him to babysit Peekaboo, hopefully Taiga won’t try to pick a fight with him otherwise it really would be chaos.

Rui had been kind enough to enlist Lyca to help them for the evening, even Ren (with the promise of not having to work there for the next three days.) was picking up the slack for the evening; Ren insisting he doesn’t want to see that pining lovesick face anymore , though depending on how this will go it might get worse.

He had already got changed into a leopard print button up and black trousers with a light purple belt and black boots. He had changed sixteen times already before Ren yelled at him and threw his approved clothing items at him. He had an orange Bomber jacket on as well, hiding a small package up his sleeve, his gift for Olivia-something he’d been stressing about for the past couple of days.

He took a deep breath as it was 20 minutes until sunset and 15 minutes till Olivia comes.

“Bahnti”

Activating his stigma he zooms to the truck to pick up his order.

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Olivia had got there early as Haru caught sight of her about to go into the reserve.

“OLI!”

He cheered running over to her, food in hand as his eyes bulged out of his head.

She was wearing a lilac short puffed sleeved dress that reached halfway up her thigh, a purple lacy choker around her neck and black boots as she shyly waved at Haru.

She had bright pink eye makeup on and lip gloss as she smiled at him, automatically taking a box off of his as he stood frozen, blushing as he smiled like a fool.

“You look beautiful Oli…cute-stunning-breathtaking hmmm~”

Olivia went a bright red giggling as she rolled her eyes at him as he pressed a hand to her back guiding her into the reserve, riskily holding the lasagne in one hand.

“You look amazing too Haru, you look so handsome!!!!”

She cheerily sang as she looked at him in pure adoration.

He was so distracted by her blinding smile and excited for their date that he didn’t notice the fox anomalous until it was too late, narrowly avoiding his arm getting bitten off again but in doing so he let his hold loosen on the lasagne causing it to topple out of his hand and fall all over him.

The fox immediately walking away after causing such chaos as Haru stared depleted at his soiled leopard shirt.

“Are you okay?!?”

Olivia gasped putting down the cake as she hunted through her bag, finding a handkerchief as she tried to help Haru clean the mess off, the later just stood trying to stop his oncoming break down.

“Do you mind if I quickly go change…I’ll be two minutes Oli-I’m”

He took a deep breath as Olivia took his hand gently smiling at him as she caressed it.

“It’s okay Ru, do what you have too~is there anything I can do to help?”

She continued to caress his hand as he just wanted to cry, she was so nice.

“I’m gonna get changed~do you mind having cake for dinner! I know strawberries are your fave Oli so hopefully, ahah!”

He took both her hands in his as he spun her around, her euphoric laughter cheering his soul as he left a sweet kiss onto the back of her hand and sped off to get changed quickly.

Olivia’s face was on fire as she tried to scoop the fallen mess of lasagne back into the box, the fox came back sniffing tentatively as she left a little out for it, it started devouring the bits that was left over.

He walked off after looking at her his nose in the air as Haru come zooming over, surprising Olivia as she shot up in the air.

“Ahahah Oli didn’t mean to scare you.”

He scrunched and unscrunched his gloved hands to calm his nerves, he was wearing a purple striped button up, his bomber jacket was luckily safe from the lasagne attack.

“Looking good Ru-you trying to match me?”

She nudged him as he grinned sheepishly caught red handed in his plan, both now wildly blushing as Olivia grabbed the cake. Haru guided her to the hill but both froze in horror as wild winds surrounded the area as Towa glared at Ren, Lyca was on the side holding peekaboo protectively as he spotted Haru and Olivia who just stared wide eyed at the scene before them.

The winds spun the floating candles around causing them to set alight to the tree and thus ruining Haru’s whole set up as a small hurricane of fire devoured everything.

Ren spotted them second, he was wide eyed as he shouted something at Towa , pointing at them as Haru stood mortified and embarrassed.

Towa turned around annoyed before his eyes locked with Haru’s. The inevitable rain pour came as Towa become upset, putting out the fire but lighting one in Haru as he was about to have a freak out, he was trying to scrounge up something positive but everything was destroyed now, the only thing left was the cake.

Before he could calm Towa down Olivia grabbed at Haru’s sleeve, smiling awkwardly as she could see the breakdown incoming.

The two getting completely soaked as the torrential rain felt like it wanted to drown them or maybe just the one Towa calls wolfsbane. There was something romantic about it though as they gazed at eachother…he couldn’t help but think he’s a bit lucky to have Oli here right now just so he could see how pretty she looked in the rain-a crack of thunder suddenly reminded them of their predicament.

Haru was about to take off his jacket and put it on top Olivia to protect her when she stood in front of him glaring at the two in front of her. Haru raised his jacket over his head to cover the both of them as he leaned over her, becoming a makeshift umbrella for Olivia.

“OI YOU TWO CUT IT OUT RIGHT NOW.”

She screeched at them Towa freezing in place as the rain suddenly stopped, Towa lowered his head in shame, Lyca ran up to them panicked, Ren turned back to his task pissed off as he stormed away.

Haru stood impressed as Olivia glare turned soft as she looked at Lyca.

“He’s okay livia’ me and seaweed hair were going to put him to bed but then that guy came and it all went…”

He turned towards the burnt tree and destroyed picnic area as he glanced at the upset man behind Olivia.

“It’s okay…could you still put peekaboo to bed, we’ll deal with Towa.”

She smiled without smiling, checking with Haru that it was okay, he numbly nodded as he sighed, hair dripping with water as he pulled his jacket back down no longer needing to protect them from the disastrous rain, Olivia tried not to look as Haru looked undeniably attractive dripping wet as she stood forward facing, fighting off the blush that threatened to spread.

Olivia looked freezing but was trying to pretend she was fine as Towa hesitantly came over, like a child about to be scolded as he awaited for them to speak.

“Towa.”

Her hold tightened on the cake box and her voice cold as ice as Towa flinched at her tone, she felt incredibly bad about scolding him. Haru didn’t know whether to step in or not but felt more and more defeated as he kept looking back at the scene he spent hours planning. The sun was starting to set and he genuinely thought he might start crying, sometimes thing don’t go well in life but he kinda hoped this would have…

“Dandelion…”

Guilt dripping off of Towa as he hung his head in shame, Olivia sighing as she leaned back to look up at Haru.

“Are you okay?”

She asked gently eyes full of concern as Haru brushed some of the wet strands away from her face, feigning a cheerful smile as he nodded at her, she frowned up at him as she immediately clocked it.

“Towa clean up the mess please , me and Ru are going back to the dorms and we’re gonna devour this whole cake and have a good time!”

Olivia announced as she balanced the cake in one hand as she grabbed onto Haru’s hand behind her, marching towards the dorm as she dragged Haru with her causing him to giggle.

She was angry but not with anyone really…okay maybe a little at Towa-but Haru put so much effort into tonight though she doesn’t know why he set up tonight…but it seemed to mean a lot to him, something that’s made her heart flutter ever since he originally asked her as she had an inkling but didn’t know what to do with it.

“Oli, you don’t have to worry about tonight we can just leave it…it’s obviously not meant to be.”

Haru was unusually defeated, his usual positivity gone as he latched onto her hand, clasping them together.

Olivia ignored him briskly walking as he struggled to keep up, for a short girl she sure can walk fast.

She suddenly stopped sighing as she turned to him.

“If it all stopped because of a disaster…or a couple of disasters, everything would’ve already ended-if that makes sense…”

She fiddled with the box as he stared at her smiling as he walked over to take it off of her.

“Would you be okay waiting around…?”

He asked hopefully already knowing the answer but still nervous because of that 1% chance, she chuckled as she nodded before she continued making her way to the dorms.

“I’m gonna burrow some of your clothes tho-I’m freezing.”

Haru’s smile spread so far on his face he thought it was gonna split as he hurriedly followed after her, excitedly chattering away to her as she happily soaked in his words.

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They sat crossed legged on Haru’s bed, eating the cake as they shared a bottle of wine that Haru was given as a gift from Rui.

Olivia had dried both of their hairs, taking the oppourtunity to brush a hand through Haru’s soft hair. She stole a purple sweatshirt and a pair of blue shorts as she left her dress to dry in the common room radiator. Haru changed into a mustard sweatshirt and purple sweats, he took both his gloves off and took off his prosthetic, side glancing at Olivia to see how she’ll react but she just continued eating cake smiling gently at him as she felt herself go dizzy at the sign of trust he just gave her, he’s done it a couple of times before but it felt more intimate this time around…

He had her gift hidden behind his back, it fell out as they were getting changed and he almost cheered out loud as at least one other thing went well.

He had texted Towa to set up something in the caves as he stalled Olivia.

Telling her an abundances of funny stories and Olivia doing the same in return.

He finally got a text from Towa.

Towa:🙇🏼🙆🏼🌻🌸🌼⭐️🪸🔥🍷🍪

Haru: 😘😊❤️‍🔥

Haru finished up his story as he grabbed Olivia’s hand.

“Oli…today hasn’t gone very well…but I’ve planned something else quickly- if you’d come with me.”

Olivia eyed him curiously, grinning as she spooned one last bite of cake before nodding enthusiastically.

Haru breathed a sigh of relief as he covertly tucked the gift into his sweats. He shot up grabbing one of his favourite hoodies as he handed it to Olivia before grabbing one for himself.

She was extremely happy as she slipped into the hoodie, sneakily inhaling Haru’s scent as she huddled herself into it, trying not to blush too much as he slid his own one on. She clasped her hand with his as he grinned down as her, hurriedly pulling her along as he took her to the caves.

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“Holy Shit.”

Olivia gasped as she looked at the scene before her. They were deeper in the cave that what she’s been in before, an open sky ceiling as the stars sparkled down at them, a blanket and pillows set up for the two to star gaze alone with, a couple of rock pools surrounding them deep with beautiful shells decorated around them. A chilled bottle of wine sat next to the set up as Olivia gazed around.

Haru laughed at her surprise as he guided her to sit down, learning from his lesson before as he had Towa hang fairy lights all around them instead of the candles…it would make a good spot for the tour oh! Or even a date spot for the couples of Darkwick.

Which brings him to the next bit.

He let go of her hand and fumbled to grab the box that was safely tucked away.

“Oli…”

She turned to him smiling happily making Haru’s heart stutter as he gently placed the box onto her lap. She looked at him questionably as she unraveled the box.

Gasping as she tentatively pulled out the necklace, it was silver chain with a small garnet gem attached to it, Haru nervously waited as she just stared at it, before her face blew up into a deep red as she fumbled to put it on.

“Haru I-thank you so much I-“

Haru rubbed a thumb across her cheek dragging her attention to him as her hand held onto the garnet lovingly, her heart pounding a thousand miles a minute as she flushed even deeper when she met Haru’s gaze.

“I really like you.”

Olivia was the first to blurt it out, her eyes widening as she realised what she said as Haru chuckled. He leaned into her fiddling with the necklace as he grinned at the sight of her wearing it.

“I really like you too Oli…”

He leaned in closer pressing their foreheads together as she shyly looked up at him, he brought his hand back up tilting her head upwards as he pressed his lips to her, sharing a short but sweet kiss, Parting before kissing her once again, she giggled nervously in between kisses as Haru felt himself start to get addicted to her, something he knew would easily happen.

Haru wrapped his arm around her and pulled her onto his lap as he kissed her again and again and again- sighing happily before finally pulling away.

“Oli…”

She wrapped her arms around his neck as she nuzzled into his neck.

“Will you go out with me?”

She smiled into his neck, pressing a kiss to his neck as his breath hitched.

“I’d love to go out with you.”

She leaned up cupping his face as her face turned serious, Haru leaning into her touch bringing their faces closer.

“But…I might not be around for long…I-“

She hid her face into his chest as he froze for a moment before pulling himself together.

“Oli, I’m happy every second I get to be around you, if you disappear it will destroy me but I’ll get to have the memories of you with me forever and you of me…I have hope they’ll find a cure but if they don’t we’d regret never being together, at least allowing us some happiness-“

She sighed as she avoided his eyes.

“It’ll be painful.”

Haru hummed as he wiped a stray tear.

“I’ll be in pain for you.”

She frowned at his words as he pressed a kiss just underneath her eye-right where her mole was.

“And I’ll be happy for you-sad for you-in love with you…”

He pressed more kisses to her face as she gasped loudly at his confession.

“Would you do the same for me Oli?”

He asked point blank, his breath mingling with hers as she looked up at him in amazement. She hesitated for a moment and Haru waited with held breath as he thought she was going to walk off, but instead she pressed a kiss to his lips, pulling away and gazing with pure adoration into his eyes, she was so nervous for what’s the come-terrified of what the consequences would be for this decision as she pressed another kiss to his lips.

“Of course I will.”

Her voice thick with emotion as she wiped her tears away, Haru clutching onto her as he rocked her back and forth.

“I love you too.”

Her voice came out muffled as she hid her head into his shoulder.

They stayed like that for a while, the two being calmed by the trickling water and quiet as Olivia finally looked up at him.

Haru smiled down at her maniacally littering her face in a plethora of kisses as she started giggling Haru let out a sigh of relief as some of the tenseness slipped away. Haru leaned back going to lie onto his back as Olivia went with him. She snuggled into him as the two looked up at the night sky, Haru brushing a hand through her hair as she laid on his chest.

“We’re defiantly going to catch a cold…”

The two burst into tired giggles as the day caught up to them, exhausted but happy…for now.

[otomesakura20]

InuHaru Sessrin Mirsan Riktow and Setsui kiss me under the mistletoe

Merry Christmas everyone! ❄️🎄🤶🏻🎅🏻🦌Hope you have a great day! I‘ve gone ahead and made a big mirror/window set for this year‘s Christmas project. Since the girls aren’t quite there on a romantic bases with their love interests yet I gave them a sweet cheek kiss.❤️

[otonashie]

＼(￣▽￣)／

[2stregafangirl]

Have chibis of the Neo WOH members! In order Hajime x Monaca fanson Daichi Towa  Celestia x Nagisa fandaughter: Marie Ludenberg Shingetsu  Ishimaru x Kotoko fanson: Isamu Utsugi  Sonia x Jataro fandaughter: Kiko Kemuri &  Mikan x Masaru fandaughter: Yuika Daimon

[2stregafangirl]

It’s okay!

Is this even

Hajime Hinata: “ son I’m here to pass you down something”

Daichi Towa: “ like your mental illnesses?”

Monaca Towa: “ Yep! That and the right to be the Towa heir”

Lmao gave me a smile. Sorry it took so long! Between mental health and lots of asks I just don't get to them

[takingchences]

𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏𝟕

A descendant of a legendary quirk longs to separate herself from her family name, but first she'll have to confront villains, ghosts from the past, and her growing attraction for Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight.

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x fem!oc

Warnings: mature language

For the full experience, listen to the song below while you're reading 🩷 thanks and enjoy

series masterlist + my masterlist

Because of the short deadline, everyone was scurrying to pick an internship and turn it into Mr. Aizawa before the end of the day. Thankfully, Present Mic gave them free time after completing a worksheet to look over their options one last time. "Hey," Sana whispered. The ash blonde in front of her didn't react. She smacked his shoulder when he refused to respond. "Who did you choose?" Bakugou turned his head back with an annoyed expression.

Neither of them had brought up the kiss. Their interactions were as chaotic as ever, though, both of them enjoying riling the other up even more now. They'd made their feelings perfectly clear yesterday—no more games.

Bakugou had taken Sana's displays of affection in the past with a grain of salt, aware of her overly friendly nature. He knew he'd been crushing on the strawberry blonde for awhile now, but he hadn't planned on acting on said feelings until they were in second or third year, after cementing his place at the top. Dating was something he'd never given any thought to, having been too swept up in his own head. He'd always assumed that mushy crap like that was beneath him. But there wasn't a single part of him that regretted what happened on that rooftop. He'd imagined kissing her for weeks—months. Every time she opened her mouth to say something annoying or sarcastic he'd wanted nothing more than to shut her up with a kiss.

Sana wasn't the weak, pathetic extra he'd thought she was. She shattered his initial view of her every chance she got, consistently proving how strong and capable she was to those around her. He was right to compare her to Deku at the beginning of the year after all. They both had more perseverance than he gave them credit for.

There was one thing they could agree on, which was that no one could know what happened. Whether this is a casual thing (which they hoped wasn't the case), or something more, they both wanted to keep it on the down low for as long as possible. It wasn't that Bakugou was ashamed of the Sakano beauty or vice versa. It came down to privacy. Intimate moments like yesterday didn't need to be shared with anyone else. Their classmates, while total sweethearts, were a little too nosy for their own good sometimes. Bakugou saw firsthand how effected Sana was by the incident with the reporters, how uncomfortable their prying made her. That was why he'd stepped in to help, even though at the time he wasn't sure why he'd bothered.

Maybe, without his knowledge, a part of him had known, even back then, what fate had in store. He could feel their red strings, so intricately tangled it would be nearly impossible to unravel them, pulling the two closer and closer each passing day.

"Isn't it obvious? The pro with the highest rank," he grunted, kicking his foot up on the desk.

Sana flipped through her packet in boredom. "I have it narrowed down to two, and they're both pretty high in rankings." She dropped her forehead on the desk with a groan. "I don't know who to choose."

Bakugou rolled his eyes. "Then pick the one that can help you with your weaknesses, dumbass."

"Wow, you're so smart. Why didn't I think of that?" Her deadpan delivery made his eye twitch.

Kirishima leaned over to join the conversation. "Yeah, it must be hard to choose when you have so many options, huh?"

"See?" She smacked Bakugou's shoulder again. "He gets it."

"What are you asking her for?" He barked at the redhead, pressing his thumb into his chest.. "I got more-"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Sana waved her hand dismissively and turned towards Kirishima, who desperately tried to disguise his snort as a cough. "Who did you pick, Ei?" The two friends happily ignored the pomeranian in human form growling and pouting between them. She eagerly nodded along as Kirishima went on about all the manly things he was going to learn from Fourth Kind during his internship.

"Bakubro! You're interning under Best Jeanist, right?" Kirishima grinned at the ash blonde with a look of awe. Sana could see how their friendship grew and strengthened with every interaction, and it made her happy that Bakugou was making deeper connections with people. He'd been so against it at the start of term, labeling those he considered beneath him "extras" and unworthy of his time. Now, he was slowly starting to view those close to him as equals, having earned his respect and attention.

... now all that's left is getting him to remember our names, she shook her head in amusement.

Bakugou smirked with his eyes closed, as cocky as ever. "That's right."

While their seat mates oohed and ahhed around them, Sana looked down at her packet once again. Two highlighted names stared back at her. The lunch bell rang, pulling her out of her stupor. While her classmates stood and walked towards the cafeteria, Todoroki stopped next to her desk. "Let's walk together."

"Okay," Sana agreed. The two friends walked quietly behind their classmates, both having so much to say, but unsure where to start. "Who are you considering for the internship?" She finally broke the silence.

The dual haired boy sighed deeply. "Endeavor Agency."

"Really?" Sana gasped, looking at him with wide eyes before quickly facing forward. "I just thought..." She didn't know what to say. She never thought Shoto would willingly choose to work with his father.

"I need to embrace my fire side. He's the only one that can help me." He glanced at her curiously from the corner of his eye. "Did he send you an offer?"

"Actually, yeah." Seeing his agency listed had been quite a shock considering their tumultuous relationship. She'd never gotten along with the hero, loathing him for the mistreatment of his entire family. He was a cruel man, a monster, and she'd made a point of reminding him of that over the years. "I couldn't believe it."

"I asked him to." They both came to a halt in the middle of the busy hallway. "I thought we could use the internships to train together, like old times."

"Sho," Sana shook her head. "I can't accept his offer." The red-and-white haired boy opened his mouth to argue but she held up a hand to silence him. "It's not just because of who he is." She took a long, shaky breath. "You ignored me for a year because you thought I chose your father over you. If I say yes to this, aren't I just proving you right? I'd be using him to get ahead, just like you said."

"I was wrong to think that way-" Sana shook her head.

"It doesn't matter, anyway." She sighed with a shrug. "I've learned everything I can from Endeavor." She started walking again, the Todoroki boy trailing behind her with a puzzled look in his eyes. "There's nothing else he can teach me."

I'm not sure there's a Pro anywhere that can help me with the drawbacks of my quirk.

¸☾⋆*･ﾟ¸☾⋆*･ﾟ¸☾⋆*

Bright and early Saturday morning, Umi was in the middle of baking snacks for Sana to eat on the train the following morning when she was rushed out of the kitchen by someone banging on glass. The front door was practically shaking on the hinges under the forceful knocks. The woman hurriedly wiped her hands on her apron and opened the door. "Hello- oh, it's you." Her kind face now looking pinched.

Bakugou's nose scrunched up. "Huh? What'd you say-"

Umi shut the door in his face with a firm "wait here." A muffled "Oi!" could be heard before the harsh knocks started up again with a new fervor.

I don't get paid enough for this, the woman sighed, feeling her gray hairs multiplying as she climbed the steps to Sana's room. She knocked softly before peeking inside, finding the strawberry blonde blissfully unaware of the demonic presence downstairs. She quietly approached the bed and laid a hand on the girl's arm to gently wake her. Hazy, plum-colored irises blinked up at her in confusion.

"Umi...?"

"That rather unpleasant boy is here to see you."

"Wha-" Sana blinked, not fully awake yet. Once her brain processed the description Umi gave her, she blinked again, startled. She shot up into a seated position. "Bakugou's here?!" Umi shrugged, unable to confirm or deny the boy's identity. Sana scrambled from the bed, nearly falling flat on her face when her foot got caught in the covers. "Stall him! I'll be down in a minute," she yelled, sprinting into the bathroom to make herself presentable.

The second time Umi opened the front door, she was met with a death stare. "The young miss will see you now." The woman's smile was sweet enough to give him a toothache. Bakugou grunted, pushing past her into the house. A thump from upstairs made them both look up, the noise quickly followed by a muffled curse. "She'll be down in a moment." Umi moved towards the kitchen, then stopped. "Try not to touch anything, Mister...?"

"Bakugou." The woman hummed in acknowledgement, grumbling under her breath as she returned to the kitchen. Bakugou immediately touched the closest object: a hideous vase that probably cost more than his father's car.

He glanced around, not having had much time to take in this part of the house the last time he'd been inside, if you could even call it a house. The place itself was basically a mansion, elegantly decorated with white marble floors and golden accents. Everything was kept tidy and neat, which didn't sit well with Bakugou. The space felt empty and unlived in. It resembled a set from a movie rather than an actual home.

He caught a glimpse of a portrait hanging over the fireplace in one of the side rooms and walked over. It was small reading area with shelves of books, a lounge chair, and a small sofa. He recognized a much younger Sana in the middle of the picture with her father on her left. A large empty space on the right made the portrait appear incomplete. Bakugou hadn't heard any mention of Sana's mother except during the cavalry battle against that 1-B bastard.

"He had it painted over."

Bakugou turned at the sound of her voice, a fully-dressed Sana watching him from the foot of the staircase with a faraway look in her eye. Her hair was a little windswept from using her quirk to move around her room at the speed of light. Her gaze moved from him to the portrait. "My mom," she elaborated, hesitantly stepping through the doorway and gesturing towards the empty space on the canvas. "He had her painted out."

Bakugou looked at the portrait with new eyes, noticing the distance between father and daughter. The firm hand gripping her small shoulder. How neither of them were smiling despite her being a child at the time it was commissioned. Didn't kids always smile?

"Your dad sounds like a fuckin' dick," he said, glaring at her father's portrait. "What did she look like?" He wondered aloud, turning his vermilion eyes to her. Besides their hair color, Sana and her father shared no other similarities. Their personalities and mannerisms were completely different as well. Katuski was grateful that the man hadn't corrupted her too much.

He might've believed Sana's projection of resigned indifference if it wasn't for the sadness in her eyes as she stared at the picture. "I don't remember how she looked," she whispered with a small, bitter smile, quickly averting her eyes.

Looked. Bakugou noted the use of past tense while referring to her mother. The woman was either dead or long gone. If Todoroki's recollection of their shared traumatic past was anything to go by, Sana and Shoto were doomed to be unhappy from the start. It seems the more Katsuki learned about the great Sakano legacy, the more he desired to free Sana from her past, as well as beat the shit out of Yoichi Sakano.

"You look nice," Sana broke the momentary silence. Bakugou wasn't wearing one of his usual outfits. He wore an open maroon short sleeve button up, a black tee—no skull, she noticed—and tan cargo pants. A black backpack was slung across his back. A watch with a black, braided leather band was on his left wrist. "So, what brings you here?"

"We're going out." His vermilion eyes examined her outfit carefully before nodding in approval. "You're good. Let's go." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the room and into the foyer.

"Wait a minute!" She grabbed onto his forearm with both hands and planted her feet, trying in vain to slow the blonde down. "You can't just show up unannounced and expect me to leave without any questions. What if I had plans or something?" She chided. Bakugou ruffled his hair with a grimace.

"Do you have plans?" His tone was full of exasperation.

She paused dramatically, enjoying how uncomfortable he looked having to ask instead of just getting his way. Someone had deflate his ginormous ego and Sana was more than willing to do so. "Nope," she replied cheekily after a brief moment of silence. His head fell back with the force of his eye roll. "What did you have in mind?"

"You said the prize was originally a date, right?" He stuffed his hands in his pockets and looked away with a huff. If she didn't know any better, she'd say Katsuki was shy right now. He jerked his chin in the direction of the door. "So, let's go."

"Not without these you're not," Umi scurried into the entryway with a bag of homemade granola clusters. Made with fresh blueberries and drizzled with a lemon glaze, they were easily one of Sana's favorites snacks. The woman handed her the bag and fixed Sana's hair once her hands were free. "Now then, run along," Umi waved her away. "Just be careful," she whispered, eyeing the ash blonde up and down cautiously. Bakugou's face scrunched up in offense.

Sana leaned forward to press a kiss to the woman's cheek. "Thank you, Umi!" The woman gazed after the young girl with a fond smile, bidding the two teens goodbye as Sana hooked an arm around Katsuki's and dragged him out of the house.

The Sakano girl held the other half of the granola chunk she was nibbling on up to his mouth, offering him a taste. Bakugou reluctantly took a bite, pleasantly surprised by the flavor since he never had much of a sweet tooth. "It's yummy, right?" Sana beamed up at him happily. The ash blonde grunted noncommittally. He'd never admit to liking that old bag's treats. She clearly wasn't fond of him and the feeling was mutual.

"So," she nudged his shoulder with her's as they walked down the sidewalk, tossing the scrunched up empty bag into a nearby trash can. "What exactly did you have in mind?"

She felt giddy and self conscious at the thought of being on a date with the Katsuki Bakugou. Her heart was beating a mile a minute and her cheeks hurt from smiling, but she couldn't help it. She was happy. Truly happy. The happiest she'd been in a long time.

"You'll find out soon enough," he answered cryptically. She observed him, noticing how relaxed he was in that moment. His duality always came as a bit of a surprise. Most of the time, Katsuki was rude, loud, and brash. He had zero filter and said whatever came to mind, even if it was offensive or harsh. But when it was just the two of them, he was softer and less rough around the edges. That isn't to say that he wouldn't curse and yell or throw a fit, because he did and often, but for the most part, he was calm and collected. Unburdened.

Sana liked to think that they were comfortable enough with each other to show sides of themselves that not everyone got to witness, and just that thought alone made what they have that much more special.

They walked like that for nearly an hour, joking around and making small talk (Sana) with the other making the occasional comment or noise (Bakugou) before reaching a park. It wasn't the usual one they met up to train in, but one she'd never been to before. This place was bigger, yet far less crowded. The forest surrounding it was incredibly dense, the trees taller and more compact than what she was used to.

She dropped his arm. "We're not training, are we?" She narrowed her eyes into a playful, accusatory glare.

He rolled his eyes with a scoff. "Of course not, idiot." He grabbed her hand and pulled her with him through the park entrance, staying close to the tree line. Between a break in the trees was a narrow dirt path leading uphill into the forest. A hiking trail, she realized. "We're going hiking."

Sana looked down at her outfit, grateful that she'd gone with something so casual. If she'd known beforehand that they'd be going on a date, she might've made the mistake of wearing a skirt or heeled shoes. But in a pastel green tube top, faded jeans, and bedazzled silver chucks, she was dressed somewhat appropriately for an outdoor activity.

"Lead the way," she gestured him forward with a grin.

His lips curled slightly as he passed her, his hand giving hers a gentle squeeze before letting go. The path leading into the woods was easy to traverse, with the occasional pebble coming loose underfoot. Bakugou, like in everything apparently, was an expert outdoorsman. He took large, steady strides up the trail, looking back every so often to check on her progress and make sure she was okay. The further they went, the steeper and rockier the trail became. The ash blonde slowed down then, kicking any loose rocks and soil out of her path and guiding her on where to step or helping her along with a protective hold on her arms and waist. Close to the end they reached a patch of particularly rugged terrain. Bakugou finished first and held out a hand for her to grab onto, lifting her up onto the rocky ledge he was currently perched on.

They took a seat on a large boulder and took in the scenery around them. Among the trees it was quiet, the occasional birdsong heard above their heads. Neither of them were very out of breath despite the good hour of cardio they just did climbing up here, not to mention the long walk from Sana's house. Both teens trained their bodies religiously their entire lives. It would take more than a steep hill to break their stamina.

"This place doesn't seem real," Sana murmured, afraid she'd shatter the peaceful air around them if she raised her voice above a whisper. She wanted to bottle this feeling of tranquility. When was the last time she'd felt this at ease, this relaxed? She couldn't even begin to guess.

Katsuki agreed, leaning back to lay on the rock with his arms behind his head. "I come here a lot to clear my head," he told her, closing his eyes.

"Must be nice," she fiddled with the thin, delicate rings decorating her right ring and pointer fingers. She couldn't stop admiring the view of this hidden slice of Heaven. The colors seemed more vivid here, the sun shining just a bit brighter than before. "Having somewhere to go and escape for a while."

The ash blonde frowned, squinting with one eye closed. "You never had a place like that?"

Sana thought of days long passed, where she and a snow-haired boy would sneak off to Sekoto Peak hand-in-hand to play and train and get away from the misery permeating the air like a fog around the Todoroki estate. How they'd swim in the lake if the weather was nice, or explore the woods looking for the perfect tree to climb. Those days of fun in the sun grew fewer and further between the older they got. The more Shoto proved more useful to Endeavor's goal, the more Touya declined physically and mentally. Days of warmth and laughter quickly morphed into cries of terror and agony. Thick smoke and stifling heat in every direction. Hellfire burning as far as the eye can see. And the screams-

Sana shuddered, taking a shaky breath as she squeezed her eyes shut tight, clutching her forearms in a vice like grip.

Bakugou propped himself up on his elbows, concerned by her sudden change, but Sana quickly collected herself, rubbing her arms to play it off as a simple chill as she smiled unconvincingly. "Not for a long time, no."

Sana didn't get chills. She ran hotter than most people, including him, due to the nature of her quirk and they both knew that.

Dumbass. Why does she always feel the need to hide? Katsuki wanted to know everything, the good and the bad, whenever she was ready to let him in. Whatever pain and trouble she'd gone through in the past, he wanted to lift that burden off her shoulders. He already knew parts of the story thanks to Icy Hot airing out their dirty laundry to Midoriya at the Sports Festival while Bakugou secretly eavesdropped.

She met his knowing gaze and he instantly picked up on her fear and apprehension. She wasn't ready to talk about what just happened, and he wouldn't force her to. There were things in Katuski's own past that he tried to avoid thinking about, like the incident with the Sludge Villain. Some things were better left in the past, buried and forgotten.

The ash blonde settled back down, but kept a close eye on Sana to make sure she was actually okay and not just pretending for his benefit. "Then use this place."

She glanced back at him. She'd left her hair down completely, no ribbon in sight, and Bakugou found that he preferred it this way. It was longer than he'd thought and framed her angelic features well. She'd always been beautiful, but she somehow looked even more breathtaking today. Free from pressure and expectations, like the weight of the world had been temporarily lifted off her shoulders.

"What if you're already using it?" She arched a brow.

He threw an arm out. "Rock's big enough for two, isn't it?" Sana bit her lip to contain her smile, but Bakugou still caught it and smirked to himself. "Just don't talk my ear off," he warned without his usual bite, closing his eyes once again.

She scoffed, trying to shove him off the rock with little success. "Such a tsundere," she accused.

His answering, lopsided grin made her heart melt. Sana placed a hand on his chest, bracing herself as she laid back and curled into his warmth. Katsuki slipped his free arm under her head with a soft exhale as she nuzzled into his right side. Her small, warm hand remained perched on his chest. He could feel his heart racing, and knew that she could too. He turned his head, faintly brushing his lips across her soft, peachy locks.

"Can we stay here forever?" Sana whispered, her cheek against his shoulder as she gazed up at the sky wistfully.

It felt normal, he realized, being out here like this. He'd never brought anyone up here before. He'd never had anyone he'd wanted to share this space with. This is his sacred spot; his place to unwind and strategize and think. To escape his own head. Even now, they were escaping reality. At some point they'd have to return to the real world, where dangerous people wanted those he cares about dead. His open expression tightened at the reminder. Those villains had specifically targeted his idol and his girl. They won't lay a hand on 'em as long as I'm around.

His vermilion eyes softened as he took in her profile. The strawberry blonde gave off a faint glow in his arms, like an aura. Katsuki couldn't say for certain if her quirk was activated or if it was simply Sana basking in her element. Either way, he was awestruck. She's more than an angel. She's a damn Goddess.

Moments like these made him wonder if maybe he liked her a little too much, that he'd fallen just a little too soon. But when she angled her head to look at him with a 100-watt smile and those eyes that somehow saw the good in him that even he struggled to find some days, Katsuki realized that it still wasn't enough.

That it may never be enough.

He didn't care that they were only fifteen or that they had their entire lives ahead of them. Once Katsuki Bakugou set his mind on something, there was no going back. He wouldn't stop until he smashed through his goals... and his newest goal was to protect Sana's happiness, just like All Might encouraged. "Heroes are responsible for saving not just people," he'd said once during an interview, "but their smiles as well."

Katsuki wouldn't let her smile fall. Not when there was still so many good things to look forward to and experience. Together.

They stayed there for hours, watching the sky and the trees sway in the breeze, and at the same time, nothing at all. They conversed freely and quietly, though there was no pressure to fill the silence. If anything, they preferred to simply soak in the serenity around them.

At some point, Katsuki pulled containers of home cooked food he'd made that morning out of his backpack. "You weren't kidding." She carefully inspected each dish the ash blonde had prepared. "You really are good at everything," she shook her head with a smile of annoyed acceptance.

There was Mapo tofu and other spicy dishes, as well as a few sides to go with the meal. It was hard to believe that the ash blonde would take the time to do something that required such patience and delicate hands. But it was just like him to challenge her expectations, and Sana wouldn't have it any other way.

What a perfect day.

By the time they climbed back down the trail that evening, the sun was hanging low in the sky. The sky was a perfect blend of yellows, oranges, and golds, and a downpour was coming down from overhead. Katsuki pulled Sana closer by their locked hands. They were still under the shelter of the tree canopy, the rain hardly touching them. The ash blonde sucked his teeth in annoyance. Not at the girl, but the situation. He'd checked the weather ten times in preparation for this date and there was no mention of rain. "When I say go," he said, "make a run for it."

"Wait, where are we going?" Sana frowned up at him.

"My house is nearby," he answered, pointing with his free hand in the direction of his house. "We can wait out the storm there," Bakugou glanced down at her. "Ready?" She nodded. "GO!"

Sana squealed and laughed as cold water slipped down the sensitive skin of her neck and shoulders, drenching her. Katsuki's red shirt flowed behind him like a cape as he lead them through the storm. By the time they reached the Bakugou residence, the pair were soaked. Bakugou unlocked the door, ushering the strawberry blonde inside first.

They stood panting in the entryway, more from the exhilaration of it all than from running. "Stay here," the blonde kicked off his wet shoes and socks. "I'll grab some towels."

Sana hummed, looking around curiously. It was even nicer on the inside than it was on the outside... which was saying a lot since the exterior made it perfectly clear just how well off the Bakugous are. The home was large and full of expensive pieces of furniture and bursts of color. An eclectic array of art and trinkets from around the world lined the walls, tables, and shelves.

Katsuki reappeared shortly, having changed into his usual sweats and a black tank. A maroon towel was slung over his shoulder with another folded in his hands. Sana reached out to take it from him, but he completely ignored the gesture. Sana blushed with a shy smile as the ash blonde wrapped the cloth around her shoulders and used the corner to dab at the droplets on her face and neck.

Her long, wet hair was plastered to her cheeks, shoulders, and back. Bakugou gently swept the stray hairs to the side and out of her face. They were so close now, their chests heaving. His vibrant eyes lingered on her glossy pink lips. "You should change out of those clothes," he told her in a hoarse whisper. His warm, calloused hand was still touching her skin. "Don't want your dumb ass getting sick."

She cupped his hand and leaned into his palm. "Always thinking about my ass, aren't you, Katsuki?" Sana cooed softly, making the ash blonde snort.

She took a slow step forward, pushing up onto her tiptoes as he leaned down to fill the little space left between them. Bakugou's infamously foul mouth was surprisingly pliant as he gently moved his lips against hers. His lack of experience showed once again, though the ash blonde grew more confident the longer they embraced.

This kiss was very different from the last one. Before, on the rooftop, it was passionate but rushed, neither of them sure at the time if they'd get the chance to do such a thing again. This kiss, however, was slow and drawn out, and overall, far more romantic. All of the doubts and insecurities from back then were long gone. They knew now that they had all the time in the world.

Sana's skin was slick with dew, making it harder to grasp onto each other. He cradled the back of her head, her thick, damp hair slipping through his fingers like silk. Sana tilted her head to deepen the kiss. Bakugou exhaled sharply through his nose as her tongue darted across his bottom lip, his small puff of air against her cheek making her smile. His other hand wrapped around her waist to palm the exposed skin at the small of her back. His fingers itched to slide just a few inches lower, but he fought the urge. She was already convinced he had a fetish. He'd never live it down if he groped her ass right after she made a comment about how much he liked it.

But damn him if he wasn't tempted.

Bakugou forced himself to pull away, taking a step back. "Go change," he ordered in a deep, raspy voice, lips pink and swollen. He cleared his throat, nose scrunched up in annoyance at his own embarrassment. "I left some clothes in the bathroom for you. Go through here," the ash blonde instructed, pointing past the living room. "There's a hallway. Bathroom is the first door on the right."

"Okay," Sana nodded, blinking dazedly. She clutched the towel closer and hurried away with flaming cheeks. Lying on the counter of the guest bathroom was a pair of black and white sweatpants and an oversized skull tee. She slipped out of her wet clothes, toweling herself off before throwing on the spare clothes. The pants were a close fit, though with Katsuki's slim waist it shouldn't have come as much of a surprise. The skull tee hung on her figure like a dress. The fabric was incredibly soft from all the washes it had been through over the years. It faintly smelled of the boy's cologne and Sana couldn't help but hold the collar up to her nose and inhale. She wrapped her damp clothes in the towel and returned to the living room.

Katsuki was seated on the couch with a foot propped against the edge of the coffee table, flipping through channels on the Tv with a look of disdain. He stood and took the bundle from her. "I'll toss these in the dryer."

Sana sat on the couch and combed her fingers through her tangled hair. Katsuki spotted her from the doorway as he was returning and changed his destination. The solar girl watched curiously as he climbed the stairs and disappeared. She picked up the remote and continued to look for something decent to watch just as Katsuki had been doing before she walked in.

Footsteps on the stairs drew her attention from the movie she'd chosen, watching the explosive blonde descend with a hairbrush and another maroon towel. "What's this?" She asked as he settled back into his spot on the couch.

"Sit in front of me."

The Sakano heir raised a brow but did so without complaint. She placed a cushion on the floor and sat down between his muscular legs. Katsuki immediately got to work on brushing the knots out of her hair. He was careful not to yank too hard when dealing with the more stubborn tangles or cause her discomfort. "What movie did you pick?" He asked.

"John Wick," Sana shrugged. "I figured you'd be into that sort of thing." The ash blonde grunted, neither confirming nor denying the claim. He finally finished brushing out her hair and was now towel drying it. The two watched the movie in comfortable silence, commenting every now and then on a cool visual or how unrealistic the fighting was in some scenes.

Once Katsuki was done, Sana rejoined him on the couch. They sat huddled together under a blanket, arguing over whether or not Die Hard is a Christmas movie during the commercials.

"You're joking," Sana stared at him like he was from another planet. "Wait, are you being serious right now? They're literally at a Christmas party, Kats. What the fuck-"

The ash blonde laughed heartily, taking pleasure in getting the strawberry blonde worked up for once instead of the other way around. The pair eventually settled down, Sana's head once again resting in the curve of his neck.

By the time Sana arrived back at her house after calling for the town car, it was already nighttime. She was on cloud 9, humming a song under her breath as she closed the front door behind her and leaned back against it. Standing with her arms crossed at the foot of the stairs was Umi. "I hope he's nicer than he looks," was all she said, her tone one of disapproval.

"I'd forgotten what it felt like..." Sana thought aloud, speaking more to herself.

"What what felt like, dear?" The old woman asked.

...to be in love.

[pinktormaline]

[dangeroustigerbasement]

PROMO POST

Hi! My name is Lance, a 20 year old fictosexual and selfshipper. I have loads of f/o's but the ones I will list (for now) are:

Romantic

Morrigan Aensland (Darkstalkers)

Mitsuru Kirijo (Persona 3)

Chie Satonaka (Persona 4)

Makoto Niijima (Persona 5)

Corrin (Female) (Fire Emblem Fates)

Haru Okumura (Persona 5)

Yukari Takeba (Persona 3)

Kotone Shiomi (Persona 3)

Lyn (Fire Emblem: The Blazing Blade)

Aqua (Kingdom Hearts)

Nami (One Piece)

Nico Robin (One Piece)

Seonhee (Yakuza/Like A Dragon)

Palutena (Kid Icarus)

Byleth Eisner (Female) (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

Yor Briar (Spy X Family)

Dorothea Arnault (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

Lightning Farron (Final Fantasy 13)

Tashigi (One Piece)

Tsubasa Oribe (Tokyo Mirage Sessions)

Android 21 (Dragon Ball)

Oerba Dia Vanille (Final Fantasy 13)

Oerba Yun Fang (Final Fantasy 13)

Nefertari Vivi (One Piece)

Lisa Minci (Genshin Impact)

Chitose Fujinomiya (Like A Dragon)

Beidou (Genshin Impact)

Noelle (Genshin Impact)

Himeharu Fujimori (Original Character)

Ningguang (Genshin Impact)

Ruby Rose (RWBY)

Velvet Scarletina (RWBY)

Cinder Fall (RWBY)

Weiss Schnee (RWBY)

Miss Tatsu (Yakuza 0)

Olette (Kingdom Hearts)

Eula Lawrence (Genshin Impact)

Nasyra (Dragon Ball OC)

Been (Dragon Ball OC)

Towa (Dragon Ball)

Ayaka Sakai (Persona 5 X)

Miyu Sahara (Persona 5 X)

Hu Tao (Genshin Impact)

Elesa (Pokemon)

Cynthia (Pokemon)

Robin (Female) (Fire Emblem Awakening)

Apologies for sitting on it for so long, but I am a non sharer

Familial

Nori (Kingdom Hearts OC)

James (Fire Emblem OC)

Geomi (Yakuza/Like A Dragon OC)

Unlike the romantic ones, I am fine with sharing Familial F/O's, but you'll need to ask first

Platonic

Ichiban Kasuga (Yakuza/Like A Dragon)

Aina Uchiyama (Yakuza/Like A Dragon OC)

With platonic F/O's, I am perfectly fine sharing them. If you selfship romantically with them, I'd like to hear about your selfship.

In addition, I am an EX-Anti. I used to be an Anti before I opened my eyes to the fact that I was on the wrong side. One of the reasons being that I faced some massive backlash for shipping Nami and Robin together, and that I wasn't serious because I had one f/o too many. Yes, Nami/Robin is one of the "problematic" headcanons I have, because it is apparently that offensive to ship them together. I now come here as a proshipper.

It also goes without saying, but ANTIS DNI!

[ox-imagines]

I'm Yours (In This Life and the Next)

Pt. 1 | Zenji x reader/OC (Tokyo Debunker)

!! Major spoilers for chapter five of TDB ahead !!

Content warnings: mentions of death

Before my eyes opened, I could smell that something was off. The air was sterile, scented with metal and fresh cloth and… something else I couldn’t quite place, but I was definitely somewhere medical. My whole body felt a general achiness, my neck stiff and sore and my head pounding. Finally, my eyes blinked open. I squinted at the fluorescent lighting, trying to remember what had happened, how I could’ve possibly gotten here.

It was a lovely day out. The sun was gently blanketed by clouds, providing the ideal amount of light as I walked arm-in-arm with Zenji through a secluded part of the Darkwick campus. I’d started at Darkwick the previous school year, having just moved to Japan in order to attend the prestigious academy as a ghoul student. I wasn’t exactly outgoing and being in a new country didn’t help, but getting placed in Hotarubi seemed like a lucky break for me; the other two ghouls, who were also first-years, and all the general students I’d interacted with were so friendly and good-intentioned. Zenji was a particular help in getting me settled here. He was an odd boy, a bit eccentric with a flair for the dramatic, but also one of the most understanding, caring people I’d ever met. Lively ruby-red eyes, shiny deep-purple hair, a touch of eyeliner and lavender eyeshadow, with unique yet fashionable style and a stunningly sweet smile; that was Zenji. Needless to say it didn’t take long for me to completely fall for him. We ended up spending almost every day together, studying side by side, sharing our projects, occasionally getting R&R permits to go on little off-campus dates and day trips so he could show me his favorite places.

Over the spring break between academic years, I'd gone back home and missed being with him, but we texted and called when we could, working around the timezone difference. When we returned this year, it was like we’d never been apart. Haku, a fellow second-year ghoul from Frostheim, transferred to Hotarubi and his easygoing attitude quickly espoused him to our whole house. Zenji also made friends with a sweet, playful new ghoul from Jabberwock named Towa and we spent some of our days with him. Often though, it was still just us. I tried to ground my thoughts and remember the last thing that had happened. The birds were singing quietly as we walked, Zenji rambling about his latest novel idea. That’s how things usually went: I was content to listen to him and give him whatever feedback he wanted, and he was almost always bright and talkative, though always sensitive enough to know when silence was valuable. Even with the chaos and warring going on between the houses this year, his spirits couldn’t seem to be dampened. He seemed particularly vibrant today though… was it today? How did I get here?

All I could remember was him, his crimson eyes glittering, shining with adoration as he looked down at me, watching my reactions to his grand ideas. The warmth of his arm around mine, the lilt of his deep voice, the way he leaned in to gently kiss my cheek and the way his breath tickled my ear as he did so. The dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves added to his magnificence. And then… And then?

Oh.

Oh.

The ground trembled softly, Zenji’s hold on me tightening and his bright eyes clouding with alarm as he looked around. The ground started shaking harder, and over the crest of the horizon line a massive anomalous creature resembling a rhino approached. That wasn’t good. The other few students scattered around the lawn screamed and ran, one of them not lucky enough to escape the anomaly’s angered rampage and getting trampled with a sickening crunch. Zenji’s hand slid down and clasped onto mine tightly. “Run. We can’t outrun it, but maybe it’ll go the other way.” He was often a worrier, but the dark concern in his quivering voice didn’t belong there. Though he wasn’t particularly athletic, his long legs moved quickly to try and carry him away, his hand in mine pulling me along with him as I tried to catch up.

“Shit,” I gasped out, unsure whether or not we were successfully escaping the beast but unwilling to look over my shoulder.

“Shit,” Zenji nodded in agreement, one of the very few times I’d ever heard him curse. He did look behind us and his expression told me everything I needed to know. “Leia, don’t let go,” the fear in his voice and eyes chilled me and I held his hand tighter, his own grip on mine almost painful. “Keep running, don’t look back.”

A heavy force hit me hard from the back. I went flying and my hand slipped from Zenji’s. My conciousness faded as I hit a tree.

My heart was pounding and my mouth was dry; I tried to sit up, but a harsh pain in my side stopped me. Some machine I was attached to started beeping and Yuri, a first-year Mortkranken student with a cold, stern air about him and aqua hair that matched his house’s color, appeared promptly with a clipboard. He checked the beeping machine to record my vitals, not saying anything.

“Where, where is he? Where’s Zenji? Yuri…”

He turned to me, wearing an odd look I couldn’t quite discern. “Haku’s here, he’s been waiting for you to wake up. I’ll let you talk to him.” Yuri left just as quickly as he’d arrived. Moments later, a familiar figure stepped into the doorway, stringy green hair hanging over sad eyes and a bittersweet smile.

“Hey,” Haku stepped closer, clearing his throat softly and settling into the chair at my bedside. “You’re up; how do you feel?”

“I, I don’t know, sore? Haku, is Zenji okay?” At my sides, my hands were trembling. I looked down and noticed there were little crescent-shaped bruises on one of them from Zenji’s nails, from the way he’d held on to it so tightly as we’d ran.

Haku’s smile faltered and he looked down. “Leia, he’s… he’s gone. I’m sorry.”

“No. No,” I shook my head. “What do you mean, ‘gone?’ He had to be taken off campus for treatment?”

“Leia…” The boy reached into his pocket, holding something out to me. I held a shaking hand out.

It was Zenji’s necklace and glasses lanyard. I felt like I might be sick.

“His glasses themselves were broken, but,” Haku trailed off, shrugging and rubbing his neck.

I wanted to laugh, to tell him to fuck off with his stupid jokes and tell me when I could see Zenji, but the look in Haku’s eyes told me he was fully serious. “Oh, God,” the pain in my chest was so much worse than any of the other pain in my aching body. “Please,” I whined, my throat tightening. Hot tears ran down my cheeks without me even registering that I was crying.

Haku glanced at the spot between us, his golden gaze flickering, conflicted. He stood and strode over to the door, quietly shutting it. “Leia, the university can’t know this or they’ll make me put him to rest, but…” he carefully sat on the edge of my bed and took my hand that still held Zenji’s belongings. “Close your eyes, hold onto those tightly, and think of Zenji.”

I did as he said without having a clue what was happening and he began playing his flute. My hand was shaking, closed around the trinkets that Zenji virtually always wore, tears spilling silently from my eyes as I kept them squeezed shut. Suddenly, the very familiar sound of a certain stringed instrument joined Haku’s flute: Zenji’s biwa. Instinctually, I almost opened my eyes, but Haku rested a steadying hand on my arm.

The music stopped.

“Oh, my dear, I hate seeing you like this. I hope Haku is right about this working.”

“Zenji?” I cried, my eyes flying open as I lurched forward in the bed, ignoring the sharp pain in my side. Zenji sat at the foot of my bed, his clear porcelain skin puffy and red as if he’d been crying too. As he realized I could see and hear him, a wide grin split his face and his chest shook with something between a laugh and a sob as tears of joy gathered in his eyes. He leapt forward with his arms open.

My smile fell a bit as I felt a cool breeze rather than Zenji’s warm embrace. He’d passed through me rather than hugging me. “Oh,” he sat back, his crimson eyes saddening. He carefully reached out and my cheek felt cold where his hand was, his thumb brushing under my eye. “I’m so sorry this happened, my dearest.” 

I resisted the urge to lean into his touch, knowing I’d just pass through his hand if I did. I closed my eyes and let out a deep, shaky sigh. “It’s okay, baby. It’s just something new to figure out. I’m just happy I still have you, even if it’s in a different capacity.” That was partially a lie. I doubted he’d pick up on it, but Haku surely would have. How could I be happy with this? Zenji was only 19, and was a font of creativity and life and love; he didn’t deserve this, didn’t deserve to die so young.

“I will say,” Haku interrupted after a moment. “With some time and practice, you should be able to feel his touch, properly. Zenji, you’ve already figured out you can interact with inanimate objects when you want to and when you concentrate on trying to, and human contact will essentially work the same way. Have you heard of spirits physically attacking people? It’s the same premise, although vengeful spirits are usually tied to the physical realm more than you are, Zenji.”

By that point, I was only half-listening to Haku. My mind was racing, trying to figure out some way to fix this. I spent a decent amount of time with the Mortkranken ghouls, I’d always had a penchant for science and the morally grey ethics to match theirs, I just had a stronger tendency towards artistry that had landed me in Hotarubi. Between me and Yuri, we could surely deliberate a solution for Zenji, even if it was questionable at best.

“What if we found a way to make him, I don’t know, ‘real’ again?” I turned to Haku, trying to place my hand over Zenji’s on my lap and sighing as I once again passed through him. I flipped my hand over so he could set his on it.

“What did you have in mind, my dear?” Zenji’s voice held a note of skepticism, but his eyes shone curiously.

“I’m not sure yet, but it would have to involve Yuri. Haku, I know you didn’t want to tell anyone, but Yuri would much rather take the chance to play around and make up new experiments than he would turn over a potential test subject to the Chancellor.”

Haku’s brows were furrowed as he studied me. “I’m not sure what you want to try and do, but reanimation and possession are both testy subjects. You’re not wrong about Yuri, though, I’ll give you that.”

My eyes moved back to lock onto Zenji’s. “No matter what, I’m still yours,” I smiled at him, though I could tell it came out a little more lopsided and sad than I’d intended. “Could we go back to the dorms now?”

“Nah, you’re still stuck here for a couple days,” Haku chuckled. “You’ve got two broken ribs and a concussion.”

“Oh.”

“Yep.”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you,” Zenji’s hand brushed coolly along my face again, his tone somber. “But!” It rapidly upticked into his usual dramatic bravado and I couldn’t help but grin. “I will be right by your side; I can read to you, or regale you, or play my biwa for you, or simply talk. I will watch over you all night, my dear.”

My heart swelled with emotion. Even in death, my sweet, perfect boyfriend was concerned for my well-being. There certainly weren't many people who could say the same, either. For better or for worse, this was the situation we were handed, and I’d be damned if we weren’t going to figure it out one way or another.

[avionvadion]

If I did the math wrong in any way, I am going to slaughter something. Probably myself.

Sesshomaru/Irene: Sora, Hikaru and Akane, Airi, and Towa and Shion

Inuyasha/Kagome: Itsuki and Moroha

Miroku/Sango have way more kids than what I drew here, but the ones I did draw are: Hisui and Gyokuto.

Sesshomaru is very blue in the manga so I made him blue here. :3

Update: Changed Sess' outfit.

Shion is very much the most no-nonsense of the group, and is the cousin that drives Itsuki the least crazy. Hikaru, on the other hand, is the wildest cousin, and often gets into a bunch of chaos alongside Moroha, so Itsuki frequently gets headaches and has to ask Sora to go save the duo before they get themselves killed. Akane spends most of her time in Kururugi Village, living there as a priestess, but that doesn't stop Moroha from trying to take her out to explore and being protective of her.

Irene being close friends with Sango, their kids naturally grew up alongside one another, so everyone is pretty friendly with Hisui, Gyokuto, Kin'u, and their various unnamed siblings. Hisui has a crush on Sora while Gyokuto is constantly flirting with Hikaru, to the half-demon's embarrassment because he doesn't know how to deal with it.

Towa and Airi basically grow up in modern day Japan. Towa flirts with Hojo/Ayumi's daughter.

I think Towa and Airi are already 14 and 16 in 2018??? Or maybe a year or two younger??? So Irene and Maria would meet them when they go to Japan to try the Bone Eater's Well to get back to the Feudal Era??? But my brain doesn't understand numbers and I've been jumping between numbers so freaking confused.

Are Towa/Shion/Moroha 14 in 2018 or 2020 I don’t knoooow. I'm going with 2018.

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🪦Welcome to the Graveyard🪦

Hey!

I'm Allister, a zombie who likes to write >w<

I have an OC by the same name though, so you can just call me "Rot" or rottenzombrainz :3c

~Obituary~

-I like a lot of things, but I mainly post about Tokyo Debunker and sometimes Storytaco inc games too! I'm also just getting into What in Hell is Bad and Degrees of Lewdity!

- Minors please DNI!! I don't feel comfortable with kiddos consuming my content- especially with the games I've been playing recently

-I'm a writer! Not the best in the world, but I'm still a writer!

-I'm fine with any pronouns. I couldn't care less about how people onlinr perceive me gender-wise

-I do take hc and fic requests!! I will deny anything I'm not comfortable writing though! (incest, pedo, fetish fics, Jiro x character)

-Proud overuser of commas

-I try to put good content labels on my posts but be weary of spoilers and suggestive content

-I have no idea how to fucking use tumblr so please bear with me

- Proud self shipper!! I <3 my f/os Lawrence and Jiro

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Anon headcannon request pt2 🧟‍♀️

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Subaru + Rui FriendFic

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Ghouls comfort reader during period

Ghouls in zombie apocalypse au

Ghouls as monsters

Lyca smut

Ghouls as alternative subcultures

Tombstone of Contents

Everything is Tokyo Debunker related unless specified otherwise ^w^

My fics ;

Lawrence x Reader(Dangerous Fellows) short fluff

Lawrence x Reader(Dangerous Fellows) part 2 (fluff)

Lawrence x Reader(Dangerous Fellows) part 3 (smut)

Luca + Jiro FriendFic

Zenji + Ed FriendFic

Virtual Intimacy: Rui x Reader fluff

My theories ;

Towa is God

Taiga's prosopagnosia

Jiro's stigma

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Ghouls see a Like Dove while with you

Ghouls receiving a BJ

NSFW Jiro headcannons

Darkwick house sports

Ghouls at the mall

Ghouls painting they nails 💅

Ghouls playing dungeons and dragons

Ghouls favorite Bath and Bodyworks scent

Silly/random trait headcanons

Ghouls favorite Tim Burton movie

Ask games

tkdb specific ask game

OC posts; (OC roleplays @askallianything @wenyichen-mortkranken)

tkdb persona

Alli introduction and lore dump

Alli character relationships

More Alli lore dump

Alli lore recap

Yichén lore dump

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Flowers for my love InuHaru, MiroSan, SessRin, RikTow, Setsui

Happy Valentine’s Day!💕❤️

Valentine’s Day project for this year!

I’ve got to say there is no doubt that every day is Valentine’s Day with Inuyasha and Harumi. Not only that but I was told Inuyasha and Harumi actually wear the color scheme for Valentine’s Day which I didn’t notice at first. Red and Pink is one of my favorite color scheme’s though for sure now even more that it’s linked with my favorite couple.🥰