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Hiiii! Can I request headcannons of who you’d think would fall extra hard for an s/o who owns and rides horses (equestrians)? They don’t have to be super detailed I just want to know WHO😭😭😭🤣 thx.
Uraraka
The second she hears about your horses, her eyes would visibly light up
The closest she has ever come to horses would be books from the library
Would definitely be extremely soft around the horses
Petting their manes constantly, holding snacks for them to munch on, softly ‘aww’-ing whenever they snort or do anything
If you try to get her to ride, she’d be hesitant at first
"I just don’t want to hurt the little things”
But she’d still do it--and love it
Would come over every chance she got the chance
Absolutely adores how loving you are to them
Kirishima
“Woah! That’s so manly!” - the first thing he said when you brought up your horses
Would start pummeling you with question after question
Don’t think you for a second he wouldn’t be begging to go riding with you
He’d wait for you to explain basic safety (bc it would be very unmanly of him to hurt the animals)
But as soon as you’re done, he’s gone
Please show him everything you know about riding (if the horse know tricks, how to go as fast as possible, anything)
He would keep asking questions just to see you talk about your interests
Loves seeing your eyes light up and hearing your tone when explaining safety or talking about how long you’ve had your horses or you’ve been riding for
Mirko
I just had to include her
Imagine her lounging on a stack of hay bales in the barn, holding a carrot she’s snacking on in one hand and holding another one for them to munch on
That one is the favorite child but don’t tell the others
Probably overheard other heroes teasing you about it
One of the few people to show genuine interest, so obviously you had to show her your pride and joys
Like Kiri, she definitely wants to go for a ride immediately
Tries to copy your pose while riding
(That’s why she keeps staring at you, not because of the way your hair flows or the huge smile on your face or the way you laugh flows through the air or-)
Would jokingly say she’s better than you all the time until you challenge her to a race
Obviously, you win, but she gets to see your horses and you again, so who really won?
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Thank you all for the requests! They'll be posted as soon as possible (hopefully Tuesday or Wednesday)!
Finally have the writing spirit back & wanna write for my hero academia. Send in some requests, pinned post are the rules (there’s barely any lmao), and I’ll write them up!
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Finally have the writing spirit back & wanna write for my hero academia. Send in some requests, pinned post are the rules (there's barely any lmao), and I'll write them up!
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A Disaster (In More Ways Than One)
based off of this post by @sparkingstoryinspiration | (check tags for tw’s!)
“I need you two down at the far end of Musutafu. Now.” Their teacher’s urgent tone instead of his typical monotone snapped both of the boys out of their playful bickering. “What’s happened, Aizawa?” Kirishima questioned, already out of his place on the dorm’s couch and moving towards the door. The exhausted teacher followed the two up to the floor their rooms were located, explaining the situation to the best of his ability.
A smaller town on the outskirts of their large city was at the epicenter of an earthquake. Despite it being contained within the town, it most likely wasn’t a villain attack, just nature being nature. Bakugo huffed as he snapped on his gauntlets. Of course this would happen while everyone else left. At least he didn’t have to this alone, he thought, sparing a glance at his bright-haired friend.
The pair made their way towards the disaster, deciding the Bakugo carrying Kirishima while blasting in the air would be quicker than catching a bus or cab. “Aizawa, where are you going?” The blond turned his head to see their teacher running towards the school. “He’s obviously getting more heroes, idiot. You expect them to trust two first-years to help an entire town after an earthquake? C’mon, you’re wasting time,” Bakugo responded for the pro. His friend mumbled something under his breath, something he couldn’t hear. As much as it irritated him, Bakugo didn’t press him, just grabbed him and took off towards the town in danger. They needed to get there as soon as possible.
“Fuck,” Kirishima let out a breath as they examined the town. And fuck was the only thought in Bakugo’s mind as well. Neither of them predicted it to be this bad, seeing as they didn’t even feel the ground move from the dorms. Buildings, once tall and proud parts of the infrastructure, now dwarfed to half their size and unnaturally slanted to the opposite side of the other. Debris of varying size and material covered the ground, leaving nothing but awkward footing for the two students to tread on. It split a major apartment complex in the center. Everything around them looked as if one wrong step and it would all collapse on top of them—especially the people. Parents hugged and consoled their children while other tried to clear an area for them. These people had no clue what they were doing, just imitating what they saw heroes do on television.
He rested his hand on top of Kirishima’s shoulder, “C’mon, we gotta help these people before any of them seriously hurt themselves.” The two launched into action instantaneously. Kirishima cleared an area and reassured the civilians, treating those who were injured, while Bakugo started looking for anyone trapped under rubble of in a collapsed building.
Before he could get far, he felt a hand grip his gauntlet. Before he could yell at the person responsible, a man with bandages around his head said, “Please, find my son! He was playing in the yard when the ‘quake happened. Please, please, find him!” The father pointed towards the caved in apartments. “He has a watch just like mine!” he flashed his bulky, silver watch, “I’ll do anything, just-just find my Aki, please, sir!” He choked out, emotion clogging his voice. “I will, just relax as you see the future number one do his job,” Bakugo responded, gesturing to Kirishima as he did so, who came over to treat his head injury again.
Without interruption this time, Bakugo set off towards the apartments the man gestured towards. He’ll find this kid, then check if anyone else is nearby, he thought as he quickened his pace. The unsteady rubble made rushing more difficult than he wanted. But the student got to the destroyed apartment complex, beginning his search. He started with a quick sweep, not bothering with checking inside but focusing outside. It must have been a nice play area before the earthquake, filled with playground equipment. He would’ve ruled over this place as a kid. The light-hearted thought then turned into a stone and sunk straight into his gut when his eyes laid upon the scene before him.
A mighty oak tree laid on the ground, debris from the broken apartment decorating the surrounding ground. Underneath the large branches stuck a little hand. It lay limp, barely able to reach the top of the branch, as if the human attached to it tried to escape. A striking flash blinded the boy for a moment. Upon focusing his eyes a bit more revealed the source—a bulky, silver watch, similar to another he just saw. Bakugo was frozen in place, stomach acid rising, legs shaking. He’d never seen this before, someone’s corpse. UA never prepared him for this.
He heard a soft “Bakugo! Aizawa’s team is here!” some ways away. He stayed staring. “Holy shit…” Kirishima’s voice came from beside him. A faint feeling on his shoulder—a hand, Kirishima’s hand—caused his side to move. He has to snap out of it, but he can’t. He knew this was reality, that sometimes people can’t be saved, but he was never told how to deal with it.
Another voice, the striking gruff voice from their homeroom teacher, came from his other side. “Bakugo, go meet up with Midoriya’s, I can deal with this.” It was barely above a buzz, but he obeyed anyway, following Kirishima—still holding onto him—towards the sound of more voices. Not even the stumbling caused by the uneven ground could ground Bakugo to reality. He was stuck.
No one said anything to him—at least, he thinks no one did—as they arrive. A soft fabric wrapping around his shoulders shocks him for a moment. Bakugo can only focus for a second, but he sees something infuriating. It was a large, fluffy, grey blanket being wrapped around his shoulders. He ripped it off and face the culprit. “Why the hell do you think I need this goddamn shock blanket?” he yelled and thrust the blanket back at Uraraka. She began stuttering some shitty excuse. He didn’t need this, he screamed in his mind. Just as he was about to yell more at the girl, he caught Aizawa out of his peripheral. His teacher was crouched near the man he spoken to earlier, not long after, the father broke into sobs, hiding his head in his hands.
“It wasn’t your fault, Kacchan.”
“If only I were faster,” he whispered, voice tense with unspoken emotion, as he turned away from the peers trying to comfort him, “then that kid would be over there.”
With fists clenched in self-loathing, Bakugo announced “I’m going to look for more people over there,” before leaving the group, hoping his presence wouldn’t cause more death. He heard Kirishima call after him, but it fell on deaf ears.
Aizawa, after consoling the grieving father, turned towards the support group to see Bakugo leave. As much as he wanted to tell him to stop and process everything that just happened, he understood the feeling. The pro sighed, wishing Hizashi or All Might were here. He was shit at all this emotional stuff, barely understanding it for himself. Why couldn’t have he gotten here sooner? If he did, what would’ve changed? Maybe he would’ve found the kid, dead or alive, instead of his student.
The teacher stopped thinking about it, opting to focus on saving lives and pushing everything back, saving it for when he was up at five-in-the-morning again.
Overall, the mission was successful. Everyone’s injuries were treated, and the heroes moved them to a shelter within Musutafu. Only a single life lost. In the overall scheme of things, it was successful, but it didn’t feel that way to Bakugo. The teen who usually went to bed early now stayed up, staring holes into the ceiling, just thinking. The feelings he felt upon discovering the kid, images of the wailing father, discovering the corpse trapped—everything about that day.
He wants to tell his mind to shut up and stop tormenting him, but he deserves it. He shouldn’t have been so slow. This is his punishment for not being good enough. So he cries every night, thinking about the kid he failed, about how he doesn’t deserve to be number one.
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25 Unreciprocated Love Prompts
By request for @borb0letas-a-voar 
“You’re not my type.”
“What the hell gave you the idea that we could ever work out?”
“I love them but they don’t even know I exist.”
“I just wanted them to feel the way about me that I feel about them. Is that so wrong.”
“You should have just said you don’t love me. It would have hurt a lot fuckin less.”
“Maybe it’s a blessing he didn’t love me. I didn’t end up with a murderer.”
“I’m not crying because you don’t love me. I’m crying because I still love you.”
“You can do better than her.”
“I’ll wait for your feelings to match mine.”
“You not loving me back was the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“I thought I loved you back but I only loved what you could do for me.”
“I can’t just delete my feelings because yours aren’t the same.”
“I want someone I can’t have and it’s killing me inside. I can’t live with these feelings!”
“You’re just a good fuck. I don’t see us growing old together.”
“I tried to love you back. I wanted to love you back. I wanted to see your smile. But I love them, not you.”
“We’re not kids anymore. I’ve moved on and so should you.”
“Stop this! You can’t force me to love you.”
“I wasn’t looking for love. I was just looking for some fun. I thought you were too.”
“We barely know each other. Stop saying you love me.”
“You love me? Who are you?”
“I owe you my life but I can’t pretend I have feelings for you.”
“How can you say you don’t love me after everything that’s happened?”
“What do you mean you don’t like me that way…?”
“I thought if I changed myself, became everything they liked, they’d love me back.”
“Why do I only fall in love with people who want nothing to do with me?”
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Kirishima, bakugo, and izuku with a crush on a girl who goes to an academy for music? She sings and plays instruments, but never saw herself becoming a hero?
Kirishima
Asks you a couple of questions about why you wouldn’t want to be a hero, but isn’t judgmental at all
Some want to be a hero and others’ have other passions outside of that
Constantly picking up random stuff asking how you play it, what it is, ect.
Same kind of questions with singing
Expect a bunch of random comparisons while explaining things to him
He just doesn’t know anything music and is just trying his best
Wishes U.A had a music program that could compete with your academy so you two could spend more time together
Once he realizes his feelings for you, it’s lowkey obvious
He still acts the same towards you and everything, but now is looking for any excuse to be near you, his heart skips a beat anytime he hears you sing (especially a love song)
Bakugo
When he first hears that you don’t want to be a hero, he’s definitely an ass about it
“I bet you’re just using that as an excuse for your weak quirk”
Is literally the worst, per usual
Complains whenever you talk about your studies, instruments, singing, or music in general
You two don’t get close until Jiro asks for help
While “helping” with Jiro’s vocals (just hyping her up), you hear Bakugo’s drumming
You walk over to him and compliment his skills
Surprisingly, he happily talks with you and, even stranger, accepts minor tips from you
After the performance, he finds you after the show and asks you to hang out right then
Not in that way, but in a friends way
After a nice, peaceful talk about random things, he finds out how great you are and begins to develop feelings
Izuku
He’s a little curious about you not wanting to be a hero, but does understand after a little bit
Is completely in awe when he first hears you play an instrument for the first time
Like, how is the legal for me to listen to without paying millions?
Absolutely adores it when you go in depth about your studies
Totally isn’t captivated by the sparkle in your eye when you talk about/do something you’re passionate about. Nah, not at all
Constantly asking questions
He’s just a curious boi who wants to understand the world
Please answer his questions in depth, even if you think he won’t understand
Quickly develops feelings
Gets super blushy around you, is generally more of a puppy dog towards you, he’s just adorable
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LOL I loved the hc, especially kirishima he was so spot on xDD how about bakugo being whipped for his shy soft reader? That would be a sight to see for sure
It is a sight for sure
At the beginning of your relationship, he was his regular self
Y’know, the loud-mouthed, arrogant, crude asshole that we’ve all grown to love
Don’t get me wrong, he still is, but never towards you
It takes a couple months before he starts doing little things for you
Has tea on the stove after a long day for you, is willing to workout/train with you if you ask, will watch any movie with you, no matter how shitty it is, with only minor complaining
Eventually gets into the habit of doing these things if he comes back before you
After a year or so, it becomes extremely obvious that he’s whipped
So obvious that the entire BakuCrew starts poking fun at him
(every time they do, he immediately goes back to his regular personality and yells at them)
If you’re into art, he will learn how to draw or will let you paint on him or, if you specialize in makeup, will let you practice on him. If you like cooking/want to learn how to cook, will be by your side in the kitchen.
If you’re having difficulty in public, he is by your side helping you
On your birthday/anniversary/any holidays you celebrate, he will buy gifts that suit your hobbies, clothes in your favorite colour, and/or any little thing you’ve made an off-handed comment about wanting
Will learn your love language and use it 24/7
If it’s verbal affirmation, will tell you every second he can every little thing he loves about you, physically or personality-wise
If you like physical touch, he will make sure you’re in his arms whenever you two aren’t doing something
When you both hang out with your friends, you two are always touching, let it be holding hands or an arm wrapped around the other
Of course, the others make jokes, but they never mean anything spiteful or rude
In fact, they probably enjoy having you around because of your calming presence
Doesn’t hesitate to get you something in front of people
What’s wrong if he wants to do some things for you? He loves you and just wants to do things for you to show it
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Head canon for a first date with Tamaki please?
Oh god, this poor boy
His anxiety would be running rampant before he asked you out, during the date, and probably a whole year after
You two would have to have been friends for a loooooong time before he’d develop feelings for you
This boy’s anxiety makes him real self-conscious and doubts someone like you, absolutely perfect, would want to be with someone like him, a mess
A whole week before mentioning a word around, Tamaki has to consult with Mirio about every aspect
Questions 100% include: “Where should I ask them? What should I say? What if I can’t? How much is too much? What if this changes everything?”
On the day, he finds you on patrolling a particularly quiet street and approaches you
You two fall into a completely normal conversation while he’s trying to find his words
Eventually blurts out, “Would you want to go on a date with me?” in a moment of rare courage
Immediately starts stumbling over his words, but immediately shuts up and turns crimson when you accept
Due to his social anxiety, I can see him doing a date in the dorm
Goes all out; Buys hella snacks, a wide range of movies, anything you could ever want
The date goes over fantastic, though Tamaki’s anxious brain made him over-analyze every little thing
Thoughts immediately get shut down when you ask him if you could do it again some time
He can’t find any words, so he just nods along as you say a time in a couple days
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Tysmm I absolutely loved the hc! Would it he okay if I requested another? If so, I'm kinda in the mood for angst so maybe arguing + makeup hc with bakugo, kirishima, and tenya? :))
thank you! you can request as much as you want! these are actually a lot more fun than i thought they would be...
Contains anime spoilers
Bakugo
Oh god, arguments would be rather common with Bakugo
Not full-fledged ones (usually), but he is just so stubborn and petty over little things
Taking too long in the bathroom getting ready? He’s gonna bitch about it. You make lunch for everyone and don’t let the dishes while you’re both at class? He’s gonna be pissy while scrubbing the shit outta them.
But, while these are all little things, one day, after a long day of work studies, you weren’t in the mood to deal with it
You had just taken a bath to soothe your sore muscles and left your towel on the bathroom floor as you changed
Sleepily, you squinted up at the silhouette of you boyfriend hunched over you, going off about a towel
You wave him off, mumbling, “Forget it”
“What do you mean ‘forget it’?” “It means I don’t have enough energy to deal with you right now, Bakugo
Sleep overtook you after the distant slamming of a door sounded from somewhere
When it comes to apologizing, Bakugo isn’t the best
Don’t get me wrong, he tries, but it doesn’t always go the way he thinks it will
After those kind of fights, you’ll wake up to the smell of your favorite breakfast coming from the kitchen and the entire day, sometimes for the whole week, will be about you
If you want to stay inside and watch cheesy movies, he’ll be right by your side with every blanket you own and whatever snack/drink you want. If you want to go shopping, he’s prepared to drop every penny he has
Kirishima
The only time you two argue is when the other (usually Kirishima) isn’t careful while on the job
This boy throws himself in front of danger faster than you could blink
And, it was the night after that very thing happened
You two had been arguing for almost an hour before you threw your hands up and blurted out, “I’m giving up for today. I’ll be back but, for today, I’m done.”
And with that, you grabbed everything you’d need and texted Uraraka, asking if you could sleep over, which she immediately agreed to
Kirishima, while still angry, understood and respected your decision and didn’t try to stop you, he just said, “Alright. I’ll see you tomorrow, babe.” You nodded wordlessly as you made your way out and towards your friend’s place
This sweetheart tries his best to comfort you after the fact
After you leave, he frantically is texting everyone, begging for advice, and Googling ‘best way to apologize romantic’ and other similar terms
Sometime the next day, you walk into the home and see him curled up on the couch, completely passed out, phone in hand and open to a Wikihow article apologizing after a heated argument
Once he wakes up, he immediately put to use the websites’ advice to use and does the entire day
He’s legit like a little puppy, doting after you, hearts in his eyes, and just being plain adorable
Tenya
Fights with Tenya are nonexistent
He’s just so kind and understanding and patient with you and vice versa
But, your first fight took place after he, Shoto, and Izuku fought Stain and he was released from the hospital
Without telling you anything about the fight, Stain, or even Tensei’s attack, he just shows up, announcing he would be staying with his parents while he recover
You ask over and over again about his injuries and, after making you swear to secrecy, tells you the real origin of his injuries, but conveniently leaves out his reason for attack the Hero Killer
“You’re supposed to be a hero, so why are you stooping to their level?”
Tears prick his eyes as he picks up all of his things and walks out the door
Tenya is the greatest at comfort in every way, shape, and form
After fully/mostly recovering, he comes back
You remain level-headed as you sit down with him and talk
While talking, he tells you everything about his brother, and apologize for not telling you sooner
After a big heart-felt conversation and comforting this poor boy, you two spend all day inside, doing cute couple things
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Can I request which characters from mha are most compatible with an extroverted gf...except she gets super shy around boys so she just gets quiet and closed off around them? I was hoping maybe like headcanons for their relationship with these characters I hope this is okay:)))
(tried to diversify with characters, but ended up only having students and a villain, oops) also, i apologize if this isn’t top-tier, it’s my first time writing anything like this. hope you enjoy!
Kaminari
Kaminari, the human version of Pikachu, absolute ray of sunshine
Definitely would be wondering why you talk to every girl in class but not him/his friends
He’s like: “Why won’t she come talk to me? I’m funny, I’m nice, I’m just like them.”
It isn’t until you two were paired in a training course as partners that things changed
Long story short: You two planned out stuff, he flirted with you, which made you blush to no end, and asked you if you wanted to go somewhere after, you accepted, face the same shade as a tomato, and now you two are together
It took a little time getting used to not only Kaminari, but the whole BakuCrew (their canon name, don’t look it up)
After months, you two are the most sappy, tooth-rotting couple in UA
Also, you’re now a member of the Crew, there’s no fighting it, you are designated Mom/Big Sister of those dumbasses (but they’re your dumbasses)
Includes helping him after he uses his quirk and is in That State
Mirio
Let’s be honest, in what universe could he not be perfect for you?
After how many years of being friends with Amajiki, he is basically the extremely introverted/socially awkward whisperer
100% approached you and tried to make conversation with you (which was most likely the equivalent of talking to a wall)
Continued doing this for a couple of weeks (bc, this boy is persistent) with Amajiki’s advice, for obvious reasons
Eventually invited you to hang out with him, Amajiki, and Nejire one day
Until, next thing you know, you’re instinctively talking with them, hanging out, even participating in inside jokes
Neither of you know how it happens, it’s just one day you both were only friends, then the next day you two are holding hands, calling each other ‘babe’ and other affectionate terms, and are just know as the PDA couple
You two are basically conjoined at the hip
Todoroki
You would be absolutely perfect for him
Todoroki is more reserved than a lot of class 1-A, which makes him understand your unwillingness to participate in social things
Starts off slow; First sitting in your general area, then slowly graduates to sitting next to you always
Will always look for you, then the seat next to you to see if it’s open
He just really enjoys being in the company of someone who’s like him (kinda, maybe minus the daddy issues)
Prolly doesn’t notice you dying because there’s a guy sitting next to you. and not just any guy bc he’s highkey oblivious to those kind of social things
Most likely thinks he’s putting too much heat off from his fire quirk and tries to lower his body temp
Eventually it turns into you two having your own conversation while everyone else is talking
This continues for a long while (prolly close to a year) because he wants to make sure you’re real and not getting close to him because of who his father is
That’s a personal HC I have with him
But after that “trial period”, he really warms up to you
Remembers all the little things about you (favorite flower, colour, ect.) and important dates
Is generally a sweet boy and fantastic in a relationship
Jin
Jin is a literally ball of sunshine that could be close to anyone
Exhibit A: Dabi
He’s especially considerate bc he knows 1. how hard it can be to communicate and 2. some things had to happen for you to join the League 
Helps you talk with the others in the League, to the best of his ability
He’s a good man who tries to help in every way he can
Slowly-but-surely you two get closer
Will chill at the base with you, watching TV with you, try to give you tips on your social anxiety, and just be encouraging
You want to propose a new idea to Shigaraki? Jin’s your hype man. Wanna ask for more sauce with your meal but feel bad because the worker looks tired? Jin’s by your side, calmly whispering words of encouragement to you and with you the whole time
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i'm bored af, v v tired, and wanna write, so if y'all could send in some requests, i'd appreciate. rules for requesting are tagged as 'rules', so read that before you request, pls n thanks!
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Tamaki In The Bathroom
I swear I tried to write some fluff, but my brain is v tired made it angsty, sorry.
Contains description of a panic attack and social anxiety
Tamaki x F!Reader, Angst
He didn’t want to go to this party. People from every high school would fill the house to the brim. Tamaki remembered how his stomach dropped as Mirio went into significant detail about the party. While Tamaki would rather stay at the dorm with his three friends, you were over the moon about it. You asked endless questions—who was going to be there, where it was being held, when did it start and end—with sparkling eyes and an enormous grin.
Obviously you wanted to go. Free drinks, an endless supply of fun, people—who would want to miss it? For you, a social butterfly and a popular extrovert at UA, it was a dream come true! Tamaki, with his permanent bedhead, always wanted to relax at home with his close/only friends.
“I don’t know, Y/N…” He muttered to his friends as they walked from class to the dorms. “C’mon, Tama, it could be a lot of fun!” You began your default argument, which never worked on the introvert. Tamaki absentmindedly nodded along, making you think he was taking in and considering your words. This was a common occurrence between you two; Tamaki would be unsure, you would go on your spiel about how socialising is good, then he would make up an excuse not to go. It happened every time without fail.
Leaves of varying shades of red, orange, and yellow drifted through the perfect autumn breeze—not too warm, not too cold. Your voice was the only thing filling the silence. He wasn’t listening to your words. All he heard was your voice being carried by emotion. Every subtle shift in your tone when you thought you made an interesting point.
Before long, the both of you arrived at the dorm. You followed close behind, still monologuing, as the taller boy made his way inside. Nejire shouted a greeting to you from the kitchen as you both sat on the couch.
The blue-haired girl emerged from the kitchen holding a plate covered in fruit and holding a bottle of water. She sat on the chair to your right. “You say something about a party, Y/N?” She picked a perfectly sliced piece of watermelon and ate it. You nodded and recited Mirio’s words from your last class. Once she finished chewing, she responded, “Oh, cool. Is it okay if I invite some of Class 1-A?” You nodded again.
The hours dragged on. Now all the Big Three were home and—much to Tamaki’s demise—three-fourths of the house agreed on attending the friend-of-a-friend’s party.
He brutely rubbed his temples with the heels of his hands. Why did he have to have such extroverted friends? He swore as he paced around the compact dorm room. Back and forth. Approach his tidy study desk, turn, pace, almost run into his closet door, turn, pace, repeat. The mind-numbing process helped him mull over his options.
Option one; say he needs to study. No, he shakes his head out of frustration. They would immediately suspect he’s lying and force him out.
Option two; lie about helping a friend with schoolwork. A little easier than the former. But, unlike the first, he was unsure how much his friends knew. He couldn’t find someone at the last second to help him lie. Then there was another flaw—if he just named someone at random and they discovered the same person at the party. Tamaki threw his hands up to his face and groaned in frustration. Why couldn’t he be a normal person who could talk to people?
He threw himself onto his bed, hands now down at his sides. Maybe there was a third option.
Option three; go to the party. Your words seeped into his mind. Maybe it could be fun. Meet new people, experience a traditional high school party that he’s heard so much about. If he was there with people he knew, there was a possibility it could be enjoyable. Tamaki stared up at the bland white ceiling, contemplating his thoughts. Who knows, maybe he’d get some alcohol in his system and be able to muster up the courage to make his move on you, something his anxiety wouldn’t allow him to do in a million years soberly. Scenarios played in his mind of you and him, finally together after years of pinning after you.
Before he could go to far into fantasy, rapid knocking on the dorr broke him out of his head. Mirio, in usual fashion, waltzed into his room. The more confident of the two and, in Tamaki’s mind, more useful and powerful hero, began the usual talk about convincing him to come with the group out somewhere. In a moment of rare confidence, mid-lecture, Tamaki stood up. “No need, I wanna go.”
Mirio interchanged between sentences of praise for Tamaki’s willingness to attend a social event and of comfort if he gets overwhelmed by anything there on the way to the party. While on the walk, he learned that you and Nejire went along to the party and that the two boys would meet you both there. Butterflies were going rampant in his stomach and his legs felt as stable as Jello. The burst of confidence was rapidly draining out of his body. He just wanted to meet up with you again and maybe he would feel a little better.
The two entered the house, and it resembled some of Tamaki’s worst nightmares. Alcohol spilt onto the floor, attempting to glue his shoes to the disgusting floor permanently. Screaming of pop lyrics filled the air as the owners of the voices bumped into him, some spilling their drinks on his casual clothes. A fairly visible cloud of smoke stung his eyes and burnt his nose with its foul odor. He sputtered, not given a second to adjust to the unfamiliar environment as Mirio dragged him by his sleeve towards the backyard.
Outside of the house was a much more serene scene. Many were sitting on the patio in a variety of chairs, casually chatting and laughing. By an out-of-commission hot tub near the back of the yard was Nejire, talking with a small group of people he recognized from his classes. She excused herself from the group and greeted the two as they approached. Tamaki looked around, “Where’s Y/N?”
“Oh, she grabbed some drinks for when you guys got here. She should be in the kitchen somewhere, if you wanna drag her back out here,” she said as she pointed towards the visible kitchen. Tamaki nodded and, swallowing his emerging anxiety, made his way back into the war zone to find you.
The entire house had an open layout. The living room, now temporarily a mosh pit, connected to the kitchen where the party host included every form of food and liquid you could dream of. He glanced over every party guest’s head and didn’t spot you anywhere. Worry bubbled its way up his throat as he continued his search.
Living room, kitchen, hallway, upstairs—you were gone. Simple worry soon turned into ferocious panic. His heart quickened the pace as his vision tunneled. His legs became wobbler with each step. Sweat dripped down his forehead and soaked into his shirt collar. He knew what was happening. He was having a panic attack. Fuck. He knew he shouldn’t have come. If he didn’t, he would be fine. He’d be sitting in his room reading and not on the verge of a panic attack in a house full of people. Breaths turned into pants as he stumbled through the upstairs hallway, searching for a secluded place for him to relax.
Thankfully, luck was on his side that night. He twisted a doorknob leading to a bedroom. When he realised no one was using the room, he all but dove inside. He slid onto the carpeted floor, comfortingly hugging his knees tightly to his chest like a child would. God, he hated when he got like this. He felt so weak, so powerless. So useless. Tamaki shoved his face into his knees, ignoring the slight pain he would later regret.
What felt like barely a minute to Tamaki was in actuality an hour in the actual world. He muttered affirmations to himself, something he learned from you. When he finally felt ready and calm, the raven-haired boy rose to his shaky feet. He controlled his breathing and rubbed dried tears off of his face as he walked towards the attached bathroom.
Instinctively shutting the door behind him, the boy filled with anxiety studied himself in the mirror. Usually messy hair, now somehow more of a mess than ever. Black eyes swollen and red from how aggressively he rubbed them. He sighed as he turned on the faucet to wash his face.
Before he could leave the bathroom, Tamaki heard the door to the bedroom open and close. Mentally, he groaned at this, not wanting to deal with any more people. Socially drained from barely five minutes of this dumb party, he just wanted to go home. But, he was emotionally drained to where he didn’t care that he would disrupt this person from their activities. Or persons, as he could tell by the quiet giggling of a man and a woman. Whatever, he silently murmured. He’d just walk out of the bathroom, apologize to the couple, and leave to find his friends. So simple, right? Wrong.
Thinking no further, Tamaki walked out of the bathroom. He opened his mouth to apologize to the couple trying to enjoy themselves before he felt his throat close up. There you were, pinned on a random strangers bed, groping and kissing, laughing and enjoying yourself with someone who wasn’t him.
He stood outside of the bathroom door, while he had you in his arms. Your lips were attached to his, not Tamaki’s. Your hands weren’t tangled in his black hair, but Shinsou’s purple locks. The sight of it broke him. Both you and Shinsou stared at him in shock. Tamaki weakly stuttered, “Sorry,” before bolting out of the room. He heard your protests, you asking him to wait up so you could explain what just happened, but he couldn’t deal with it.
Tamaki sprinted down the stairs and out the front door, more tears gathering in his eyes. No matter how much he tried to stop thinking, his mind forced the image of you underneath Shinsou to the front of his mind. He heard Nejire and Mirio call his name; he heard your voice among them, but he ignored it all. He wanted to be home.
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Buzzfeed Unsolved but It’s Dabi and Hawks
I love Buzzfeed Unsolved and I like writing for Dabi and Hawks (my bois). That’s my only excuse.
Elegant snow-white and pastel pink flowers blossomed on the branches of the many trees in the area, drinking in the warm spring breeze and bathing in the bright sunlight. They waved excitedly at the pair as they exited the car. Dabi, worn out from driving for hours, stretched his limbs while his companion took in the elegantly crafted building in front of him. A path made of varying shades of grey stone led from the parking area to the holy church Hawks insisted on going to before they embarked on this cursed trip. Sturdy, white stones held the complimentary, high ceiling, some overhanging to provide some shade to priests and churchgoers passing by. On the top of the most central pillar of the sacred building a cross shone brightly, marking this ground as a sanctuary for all.
“Okay, let’s get this over with,” Dabi huffed as he walked from his side of the car towards Hawks. The younger rolled his eyes at his companion’s words, “Yeah, I just wanna get some words from the Father before we go to the hell-holes, that too much to ask?” He didn’t give the patchwork man a chance to respond before he raced towards the entrance.
Sunlight filtered through the many brilliantly crafted stained glass windows, painting the carpet in an array of beautiful colours. Turning his head, he noticed a particularly well-crafted religious statue in a small alcove. Before the winged hero could admire the artistic works properly, Dabi began walking ahead of him. They continued through the church.
They wondered around for a bit before the two arrived in the room where the sermons took place. Majority of the space was occupied by endless rows of pews facing a large stage, adorned with several beautiful golden treasures and a mahogany lecturn. Smaller stained glass windows flecked the walls, all depicting a notable scene from the Bible. In the plentiful pews, a balding man sits, bowing his head respectfully to the religious objects in front of him.
Dabi and Hawks walked over to him, silently praying it was the pastor they scheduled to meet and not a random praying man. Maybe it was luck from the church, but he was. They sat together on the pew in front of the elder and shifted their bodies around to look at him.
“First of all, thank you for talking with us today.” Father Thomas shook Hawks’s extended hand, then Dabi’s, though with a bit of hesitation. Before he could question it, Hawks began the conversation.
“How many exorcisms have you preformed in your career?”
“Formal exorcisms, I’ve preformed 50 to 75 in 10 years.”
Shock was visible on their faces as he said this. Hawks felt even more respect for the older man blossom in his chest as the preacher relaid this information. Dabi still peeved at the hesitation of the handshake, disbelievingly rolled his eyes. It would take more than that to convince him this bullshit was real.
Now feeling like Thomas was the best person to ask, Hawks proposed the questions that had been gnawing at him for a long time. “What is the difference between a ghost and a demon?” The Father shifted in his black priest robes, “A ghost would refer to a disembodied human soul. A demon is a preternatural angelic creature that rebelled against God.”
“It’s not human,” Hawks echoed.
“No, it’s not. Their life form is dying. They have been dying since the moment they rebelled. And so humans attract them for two reasons. One, because they are parasitic and they feed off our life form, but secondly, their goal is to take as many to hell with them as possible. Because they already know they’ve lost.”
Thomas examined the two’s uncomfortable faces, “I’m not trying to-”
“Oh, no. I just got a shiver down my spine.”
The three talked more about demons and spirits, mostly Thomas and Hawks as Dabi held back laughter at their conversation, before the priest implored, “Where are these homes you’re going into?”
Regret sank back into him as he retold the horrible places Dabi convinced him to go to, “One of them is nearby, The Winchester Mystery House. Essentially, a haunted mansion. The next is the haunted doll island in Mexico City. And the last is perhaps the scariest, it’s a house infested with a demon.”
Noticing the time, Hawks asked for some advice for these places and anything they may come across. Thomas fixed a few wispy strands, stalling for a moment. “If these places you’re going claim to have spiritual attachments, I would do nothing to invite them into any kind of conversation. I would do nothing to create a tie with them.” For the first time since the beginning of the conversation, Dabi spoke, “Treat them like a fine art museum.” Thomas, ignoring the blatant sarcasm, nodded in agreement.
The bird man pulled out a regular unopened water bottle from his coat pocket, “Would it be possible for you to bless this water for me to carry?” It took every ounce of strength in Dabi’s crispy body not to burst out laughing as Thomas began his blessing.
“In the name of the father and of the son and of the holy spirit, in your kindness hear our prayers and pour down the blessing into this element, so that health obtained by calling upon your holy name, will be secure against all attack through Christ, our lord, amen.”
With the conversation ended, they, mostly Hawks, thanked the Father for his time. Dabi, eager to leave the building and head to the Mystery House, sped out of the church. Hawks went to follow his companion, but the Father set a heavy hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Thomas standing behind him, “Do not be afraid, Hawks.” Before he could speak, the pastor made his way out of the building. The winged hero froze for a minute before following Dabi out of the church.
“I feel so comforted and where we’re about to go, it will be the exact opposite,” he muttered as he walked towards his tall friend.
After a few seconds of silence, Hawks told his partner about the preacher’s comforting words. Dabi said nothing at first before a sly smile overtook his neutral features, “Jesus said ‘chill’.” Hawks laughed and repeated the phrased the pastor did not say.
They entered the car with Dabi driving again and Hawks reading off directions. They told jokes and dumb stories, trying to ease the man in the passenger’s seat’s anxiety. It worked, to an extent. The possibility of encountering any evil spirits still terrified Hawks. And the haunted lineup they have planned for the next week wasn’t helping him in the slightest.
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Afterglow
Angsty GN!Reader/Hawks.with Dabi as the biggest antagonist ever. Forgive me if it feels a little off/is just shit, I haven’t written in a long time
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Class 1-A
𝔸𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕕𝕠 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕒
𝔸𝕤𝕦𝕚 𝕋𝕤𝕦𝕪𝕦
𝕀𝕚𝕕𝕒 𝕋𝕖𝕟𝕪𝕒
Argument & Comfort (Angst/Fluff, Female Reader) 
𝕌𝕣𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕒 𝕆𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕔𝕠
Crush who’s an equestrian (Fluff, Neutral Reader) 
𝕂𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚 𝔻𝕖𝕟𝕜𝕚
S/O who’s introverted around guys (Fluff, Female Reader)
𝕂𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕒 𝔼𝕚𝕛𝕚𝕣𝕠
Argument & Comfort (Angst/Fluff, Female Reader)
Crush who’s into music (Fluff, Female Reader)
Crush who’s an equestrian (Fluff, Neutral Reader)
𝕁𝕚𝕣𝕠 𝕂𝕪𝕠𝕜𝕒
𝕋𝕠𝕕𝕠𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕚 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕠
S/O who’s introverted around guys (Fluff, Female Reader)
𝕋𝕠𝕜𝕠𝕪𝕒𝕞𝕚 𝔽𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕜𝕒𝕘𝕖
𝔹𝕒𝕜𝕦𝕘𝕠 𝕂𝕒𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕚
Argument & Comfort (Angst/Fluff, Female Reader)
Crush who’s into music (Fluff, Female Reader)
A Disaster (In More Ways Than One) (Angst, No Reader Involvement)
𝕄𝕚𝕕𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕪𝕒 𝕀𝕫𝕦𝕜𝕦
Crush who’s into music (Fluff, Female Reader)
𝕐𝕒𝕠𝕪𝕠𝕣𝕠𝕫𝕦 𝕄𝕠𝕞𝕠
Other Students
𝕋𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕦 𝕋𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦
𝕋𝕠𝕘𝕒𝕥𝕒 𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕠
S/O who’s introverted around guys (Fluff, Female Reader)
ℍ𝕒𝕕𝕠 ℕ𝕖𝕛𝕚𝕣𝕖
𝔸𝕞𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕜𝕚 𝕋𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚
Tamaki In The Bathroom (Angst, Female Reader)
First Date (Fluff, Neutral Reader)
𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕠 ℍ𝕚𝕥𝕠𝕤𝕙𝕚
Teachers and Pro-Heroes
𝕐𝕒𝕘𝕚 𝕋𝕠𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕣𝕚 / 𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕄𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥
𝔸𝕚𝕫𝕒𝕨𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕒 / 𝔼𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕣 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕
𝕐𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕒 ℍ𝕚𝕫𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕚 / ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕄𝕚𝕔
𝕂𝕒𝕪𝕒𝕞𝕒 ℕ𝕖𝕞𝕦𝕣𝕚 / 𝕄𝕚𝕕𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥
𝕋𝕠𝕕𝕠𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕚 𝔼𝕟𝕛𝕚 / 𝔼𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕣
𝕋𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕞𝕚 𝕂𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕠 / ℍ𝕒𝕨𝕜𝕤
Buzzfeed Unsolved
Afterglow (TW: Rape, Toxic Relationship)
𝕌𝕤𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕪𝕒𝕞𝕒 ℝ𝕦𝕞𝕚 / 𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕜𝕠
Crush who’s an equestrian (Fluff, Neutral Reader)
Villains
𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕚 𝕋𝕠𝕞𝕦𝕣𝕒
𝕂𝕦𝕣𝕠𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕚
𝔻𝕒𝕓𝕚
Buzzfeed Unsolved
𝕋𝕠𝕘𝕒 ℍ𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕜𝕠
𝔹𝕦𝕓𝕒𝕚𝕘𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝕁𝕚𝕟 / 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕔𝕖
S/O who’s introverted around guys (Fluff, Female Reader)
𝕀𝕘𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕚 𝕊𝕙𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕚 / 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣
𝕊𝕒𝕜𝕠 𝔸𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕠 / 𝕄𝕣. ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤
ℍ𝕚𝕜𝕚𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕚 𝕂𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕚 / 𝕄𝕒𝕘𝕟𝕖
ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕚 𝕂𝕒𝕚 / 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕙𝕒𝕦𝕝
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Rules
Will Write: 
Character x Reader, Poly, Character x Character
Fluff & Angst
Smut (though I’m new at it, so it may not be good)
AU’s
Male, Female, Gender-Neutral Reader (just request preferred pronouns!)
Won’t Write
Underage character x 18+ character (If asked directly, will age up the student/underage character)
Incest
I would prefer to write requests in headcanon/bullet-point format, but if I feel real inspired, may go into a full fic.
I also currently write for all characters for My Hero Academia, unless I state otherwise (which it will be stated here)
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