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wip that i'm probably not gonna finish oops
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letsbreakhearts · 7 days
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Pressed into the mattress it now was Oboros turn to stare at the other with a blush forming on his cheeks. The surprised look however turned into an excited grin that he failed to hide. “Is that a promise?”, he lowered his voice but nonetheless kept the flirty undertone, perhaps underlined it even more so. If only they were alone right now, he would have let the situation absolutely escalate. But luckily for the student Oboro had enough decency to not get too excited right here and now. 
Instead he sighed with a humm and closed his eyes happily to rest as promised. “I know, but I am your baby though.”
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Aizawa bared his teeth in annoyance as the other man laughed but got more serious when he saw Oboro practically writhe in pain. Knowing his friend he just wanted to get a raise out of so he took a deep breath to calm himself. There was still a faint blush on his cheeks.
Instead of grabbing another pillow he glanced to the student laying with their back to them. He sat down beside Oboro and pressed his hand against his shoulder to press him onto the bed. “If you don’t tone it down I’ll make it kinky. And you’ll beg for release. Only that no one can save you because I’ll have you gagged one way or another.” Aizawa threatened lowly with a faint smirk as he hovered slightly above the other teacher. One hand was resting against his scarf to underline his point.
When he sat back up he got a bit more comfortable on the edge of the bed. “You’re more of a baby than any student I’ve ever encountered.” Aizawa sighed but made no attempt to get up and take a leave.
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letsbreakhearts · 7 days
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“And? Did you come to any conclusion?”, he pushed the matter further with a rather serious undertone, but also laughed at the comments about their blonde friend’s clothes. Mic sure had a very specific taste. There was no way to deny that. 
Stretching, he casually lay an arm around Shota’s shoulders and leaned into him now. “You know, I get mixed signals here. You sure you two aren’t dating?”. he simply wanted to know while pointing from one hero to the other. It truly surprised Oboro since he was so sure Yamada had the biggest of crushes on Aizawa when they were still young. It honestly always had been the only reason he hadn’t made a move on his own.
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“We were talking about how smart it is to take you to school with us.” Aizawa said honestly, not seeing the need to hide this from Oboro. “You look silly with Yamada’s clothes by the way.” He then added with a little grin, clearly teasing him.
“I think it looks good.” Hizashi protested with a pouted.
“And I think you also look silly in them.” Aizawa chuckled and had to lean against Oboro so he was out of range for Hizashi to hit him.
“Anyway! You have to get your own clothes. So tomorrow you and I will go into the city and buy you a few. Yamada will go to school.” Aizawa sat back up and had still a small smile on his face. He would sleep on the couch so Oboro could take his room. Hizashi and him lived together but had their own room respectively.
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letsbreakhearts · 7 days
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He's had a day, okay.
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letsbreakhearts · 7 days
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He appreciated having Tamaki close to him all day long. It forced him to keep a positive attitude and keep it together in general. The last thing he wanted to do was make Tamaki’s anxiety even worse by giving him reasons to worry about him. So he acts as if nothing was wrong, to the point they walked home together after a long school day that wasn’t very productive for him, since he couldn’t participate in most practical classes. Therefore he wasn’t really powered out. Maybe he would go train his muscles after dinner at least. He couldn’t just do nothing. But before he even could voice his evening plans to his friend a girl approached the two of them. Mirio was somewhat used to getting some attention from the other gender, so he wasn’t too flattered, yet kept his friendly smile. But to his surprise she straight up ignored him and bowed to Tamaki. “Amajiki Senpai, would you go out with me please?”, she almost yelled to get this very important question off her chest, not daring to even look up at him. She clearly was very nervous and afraid to be rejected. This must have cost a lot of willpower to do. “Aw. I am sure Tamaki would love to get to know you better on a date.”, Mirio couldn’t help but speak for his friend since he was so used to it at this point. He never witnessed anyone being this interested in his friend and he was the last one who would stand in the way of Tamaki’s luck. “You two should exchange numbers.”
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Mirio would feel Tamaki inhale deeply as he was still touching his friend’s back. As always the blond’s hand was warm and it was even seeping through his thin uniform shirt.
“It’s just-“ Tamaki started before pursing his lips. No. Mirio said he should stop overthinking and so he did. For now. It wouldn’t take long for him to worry about it anyway. The rest of the school day he stayed close to Mirio, never leaving him out his line of sight and not even reacting to people talking to him in favor of making sure to keep watch and look for signs that Mirio might be uncomfortable.
Feel awkward he also avoided to use his own quirk in fear that his friend might be reminded that he couldn’t use his own. Tamaki tried to be subtle about it but Mirio would notice.
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letsbreakhearts · 7 days
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While the two teachers discussed how to further go ahead with their new burden of babysitting their undead childhood friend, Oboro was enjoying this long withheld sensation of water on his skin. Mic’s clothes also were a good fit for him and so he walked back to where he remembered that they had left Shoto when Yamada had showed him around. But when he was close to the door, he stopped right next to it, overhearing the last part of his friend's conversation. He hated the fact that they distrusted him this much. Aizawa wasn’t the only one here with a thousand questions.
“Whatcha talking about?”, was the first of many he actually dared to speak out when popping up in the door frame with a bright but forced grin on his face. He did not want to admit that he had overheard any of it of course and just acted like nothing happened as he dropped down on the couch right next to Aizawa.
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“I don’t know. It’s not normal. We’ve seen him die… he shouldn’t be alive. It’s irrational.” And yet both of them had seen him, touched him. Aizawa sighed and shook his head before sitting up. It was a throw back without anything bad happened. If anything they should be happy. But despite being a grown man he felt incredibly small. Like on the day they had lost Oboro.
With a deep breath he slapped his hands together. “No use in moping. Come on, Yamada. You’re the one keeping us afloat all the time.” Aizawa smiled faintly at the blond and gently boxed his arm.
Yamada let out a tight laugh. “Yeah. Yeah! You’re right! This is nothing! We have Oboro back and we should be happy about it!” Aizawa nodded in agreement.
“I have so many questions…” he huffed out through his nose. They really expect us to get back to work after finding our long lost friend and pretend as if everything is a-okay. You’ll be alright when I go to classes in the morning? I can ask Midnight to take over for a week?”
“Nah! You’re good Sho! You could take Oboro to class with you. We have a failsave if anything goes wrong- Hey why are you looking like that?”
Aizawa had pulled a face at the suggestion since his classes safety stood above anything else when he was in school. Or any other time. “Not yet. At least.”
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letsbreakhearts · 7 days
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I need to add like 87328734265 more bnha muses
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letsbreakhearts · 7 days
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AU- healing scars
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The reaction of his friend had been worth any punishment the other teacher might come up with for his misbehavior. The color red just suited Shota way too well and getting such a raise out of him brought Oboro quite the enjoyment. Therefore he giggled hysterically when the pillow was thrown at him, only to hold his shaking stomach with a miserable “Ouch.” 
His gut still felt like burning up, however joking around like this was his only coping mechanism. So when Aizawa basically told him to cut his act or else, he literally had to bite his bottom lip to fight the urge to embarrass his friend once more. “Hnnng.”, he whined pathetically as holding back at it almost physically caused him harm. So it came as it must have and it simply bursted out of him together with a wiggle of his eyebrows: “Kinky!”
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Just as Shirakumo laid down and Aizawa thought he would just leave in peace the comment caught him off guard. He felt his face heat up as he quickly glanced to the student who had the decency to not react before looking back to Shirakumo, then the pillow. His hair floated as his quirk activated, his face as red as his pupils.
“I can’t believe you-!” He grabbed the pillow, fighting the urge to just suffocate the other and threw it at Shirakumo’s face. “If you can’t stay professional it can’t be that serious! Unbelievable!” Aizawa growled, resisting the urge to give his friend the pleasure in acknowledging that his own face was red from embarrassment.
“Another comment like that and I’ll make sure you experience my detention methods first hand!” Aizawa sighed and thought that it might be a bad idea to sit all the troublemakers together. Teacher or student alike.
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letsbreakhearts · 7 days
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Test test test
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letsbreakhearts · 9 days
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“Aw. Missed me laying next to you?”, he tried one more time to push the focus of the confrontation somewhere else, away from his own wrongdoings, but without any success. Satoru had cornered him and that silent demand made Suguru avoid the other males gaze with shame indeed. There he stood, doomed to reveal his dark secret and potentially lose the trust of his friend, if he found out what he was up to. He hesitated but eventually revealed the book he was hiding and handed it over. A heavy, old example of the controversial techniques from the Kamo Clan. A tribe of waterbender who discovered the practice of bending their own blood. This example however went deep into the matter and it's possibilities of bending someone else's blood as well, eventually not only controlling their body but killing them by doing so as an absolute last resolution.
“It's the practice of the Kamo clan. I am only at chapter one. I thought, when it comes hard on hard, it's good to have some secret techniques to get us out of trouble. I hope you understand that I am only doing this for the greater good. To keep up with you and be able to protect you.”
Water, earth, fire, air. To master all four elements his childhood friend would have to travel the world to become stronger than anyone else there was and keep the peace between the nations. What a burden to be laid upon you by birth. Still, Suguru couldn't help but feel a certain pressure himself. If he wanted to remain on someone's so powerful side, he needed to be of value, he needed to become stronger! No means was too taboo to reach that goal in the eyes of the young waterbender. However, he knew not everyone agreed with that mindset of his, for which he studied on his own, quite literally. As on a bright full moon night like tonight, where his powers would reach the highest capability of the month. He was so concentrated at his doing that Satorus voice ringing behind him made him jump and slam his book shut. “I simply couldn't sleep.”, he tried to explain himself with a forced smile back at his friend. “What woke you up?”, he shifted the focus away from himself, while shoving the book back inside the robe he was wearing. 
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letsbreakhearts · 9 days
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Now it was Yuji who tried to hold his friend back but Megumi was faster and already at the strange guys side. He looked quite odd with his white hair. Something Yuji had never seen on someone who wasn't already standing with one foot in their grave.
“OK? Just to sum this up. You are from the same water tribe but somehow ended up trapped inside this cave here in the middle of the earth kindgom, guarded by some fish spirit? What have you done to deserve that, huh?” Yuji was both fascinated and on guard. So far this guy seemed pretty harmless appearince wise but if he learned one thing in his short life, it was to never judge a book by its cover. Even stranger was the fact that HE, someone from the fire kingdom was familiar to someone from the water tribe. Did he maybe knew Sukuna? After all they did look very similar.
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Just as Megumi opened his mouth to answer Yuji burst out his answer. Never had he seen something like that and it seemed the three of them were the only ones around for now. He silently wondered if he could undo all of this and pretend as if nothing had happened. But all water had mysteriously vanished down into the cave.
“We are just some travelers. We-“ he pointedly looked at Yuji. “-mean no trouble or war with the earth kingdom. This was an accident.” Please tell me this was no sort of prison and I accidentally released a strong and dangerous bender, Megumi prayed to himself.
Since the man was still kneeling Megumi felt the need to help. “You aren’t hurt, are you?” He made a gentle and fluent gesture with his hand as he sucked the water from the strangers clothes. Keeping him dry at least. “My name is Megumi Fushiguro. This is my friend Itadori.” He tried to see if the man was injured, inching closer as if he was a wounded wolf.
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letsbreakhearts · 10 days
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mornings
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Hunched over the table, head resting on the palm of his hand, Twice listened to Dabi’s pondering, amused at first but his smile dropped when he said he would never think about the league again. Even though he had a vague idea this was just a joke, that sentence stung nonetheless and his gaze fell back down on his drink, which he emptied quickly before hunching back over already pulling on the seam of his mask. He tried to imagine himself in a situation like that, back at a normal job, finding a special someone. 
It was pointless. How could he ever burden someone with an insatiable individual like himself to begin with? There was no recipe to success in this cruel society, or else Dabi and him wouldn’t sit here right now. They all knew they were doomed!
“Ha! Right. Next you tell me pigs can fly.”, was Jin’s answer to the question directed towards him. He would do it in a heartbeat, living a normal life, but the person he was right now was too far gone to ever make that possible. “This is the closest to normal or a family I’ve ever come to.”, he admitted, mask just pulled down over his eyebrows, while he fiddled with his empty glass, giving it a sad smile, before he pulled the mask completely over his face and slammed his hand on the table with a change of tone. “NEXT ROUD’S ON ME!”, he announced and jumped up, cheerfully hopping in the direction of the bar.
With a quiet thanks Dabi took the cigarette between his fingers and let smoke fill his lungs. Considering Twice's words it was somewhat true, if he'd fully cover his face and hands he'd pass as a normal guy.... who just really hated showing his face. "I mean, I don't gotta use my quirk. Like 'kay, my skin's pretty hot but I could just say that's it. Just not use fire at all, no one would notice." He leaned back in his chair with a fake grin as he continued, "Maybe I should do just that. Hide my face, become a normal guy, live a normal life. Have a kinda not so shitty flat, a boring job, a stupid wife and a bunch of kids with my ugly mug. Never think about the league again....." Now Dabi pulled a face like he'd disgusted himself with his own words! "Just thinking about it makes me fucking hate that already. Fucking spineless. I got shit to do here."
A normal life like that was out of the question for both of them, kinda like they'd been born fuck-ups. It's probably why he kinda liked hanging around Twice. He got him. They got each other. Trash belongs with trash. Dabi took another drag and passed the cigarette back to Twice. "You'd ever do that? If you could?"
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letsbreakhearts · 11 days
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A total crime that this man was mostly behind a mask in the manga btw
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