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sunkeji · 8 months
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He didn't care about himself, didn't even realize that he was losing himself with every step he took just to be close to you. He would've done anything, anything for you. He was so madly in love and didn't even know if you had any feelings for him. Every moment spent with you was like pure torture to him, every second felt too long, yet too short, but he still savoured each second he had.
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a/n: Shortest drabble I have rn sry 😔 my national exam is in 5 weeks and I'm abt to go clinically insane
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frickingnerd · 2 months
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memories of who we used to be
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pairing: oboro shirakumo / kurogiri x gn!reader
summary: you visit your childhood friend's grave, unaware of someone lurking nearby...
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“it's been a while since i last visited you, oboro. i'm sorry i haven't been here in so long…”
you knelt down in the grass in front of your childhood friends grave, mustering up a pained smile. the flowers on his grave were still fresh. nemuri must've been here recently and made sure his grave was in good shape.
“i've started working as a teacher at UA! i know we all said we'd open our own agency, but… shota, hizashi, nemuri and i all ended up at UA again. i never thought i'd be a teacher, but now look at me…”
you paused and sighed softly. he couldn't look at you, yet you still talked to him as if he were here. even after all those years…
“anyways…” you mumbled quietly, then took a deep breath and raised your voice again. “i wish you could be here with us. i wish you could see shota as a teacher. really, he's doing such a good job with those kids. i'm sure you couldn't believe your eyes…”
you smiled softly, bringing a hand to the grave stone and letting your fingers trace over his name. oboro shirakumo.
“i wish you were here, oboro…”
you stayed like this for a moment, thinking back on the time in high school you had with him. when he was still here with you.
you were so lost in thoughts, that you didn't even notice the man standing a few graves further from you, who's eyes were on you ever since you knelt down in front of oboro's grave. a man clouded in black fog, covering a face that you'd recognize right away if that fog ever lifted…
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jellyfishandry · 2 months
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LOV + "parent" member
Characters: Shigaraki, Toga, Twice, Kurogiri, Dabi
Content: Toga's is completely platonic, gn! reader, adult reader, romance(?), they/them pronouns are used,
A/N: I hope this makes sense and the formatting is okay.
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Everyone is very wary of you at first, naturally. You're a new member, and you know that you'll have to earn their trust. And your calm and caring personality doesn't exactly help... Toga and Twice are the first to warm up to you. Toga likes your caring nature. She really appreciates that you don’t mind her quirk. Her interest in you leads Twice to spend more time with you. He’s very quickly sucked into your affection, and he grows close to you. It's likely Twice starts to develop some feelings for you, due to how kindly you treat him. He really can't help it, you're so patient with him, and he doesn't really understand why you would treat him with so much kindness. Shigaraki of course had to trust you enough to let you into the league. But he was cautious anyway, for all he knew, you could be a spy for the heroes. But slowly he starts to get closer to you. At first it's just because you bring him food, and occasionally sew up his clothes, but he still keeps you at arms length. He doesn't want you to be used against them if the heroes ever find out his emotional attachment to you. And for a long time he refuses to touch you, or let you touch him. But he also get's a bit possessive, even with the other league members. It's a "you mess with them, you mess with me" situation. And depending on how you feel about him, your relationship may progress. Dabi sort of hates you at first... He thinks you're a goody two shoes, and he avoids you as much as possible. If you try to do anything nice for him, like bring him food, it's unlikely he'll eat it. Though after a while he'll let you sew up his clothes when he burns a few holes in them. Kurogiri is of course wary of you, but he appreciates your attempts to take care of the other members. You quickly grow on him, and he finds himself talking to you, or just enjoying your presence. He sees you as someone he can rely on, so he doesn't feel too overwhelmed. If you're up late me might bring you some tea or coffee. He keeps an eye on you too, he makes sure you're doing well, and he helps you if you're sick or injured. Having someone mature around makes his life easier, so he doesn't feel like he's constantly babysitting the other members.
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lastchancestardomm · 1 month
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Weirdos
League Of Villains x Child!Reader
Word Count - 1.7K
Warnings: References to past child abuse. One mild swear word. Found Family League Of Villains. OC-insert. Italics.
Status - Not Beta Read
A/N: Enjoy... *vaguely gestures* ...this. I've fallen back into an obsession, and this is the only way I cope. Asami Gumi, our protagonist, had a mom who fucking killed her dad (but shh that's sensitive). I love the League so much, and I've been rooting for them since they were introduced, so I thought I might publish this after getting back into My Hero. Anyway, some kind of snippet is coming up so watch for that ig.
Just as she stepped into the base, all eyes snapped to her. Their silence was exactly what Asami expected, and she wanted nothing more than to disappear. She tried tilting the baseball cap upon her head down, so that they couldn't see her face, as she meekly placed the plastic bag on the table.
"Sorry I'm so late, here's the– the food. I'm going to go wash–"
A heavy hand came down onto her white mop of hair and she gulped, tears already welling in her eyes.
A grave voice. "What happened to your face?"
Dabi's voice lowering a whole octave is the scariest thing in the world. Asami was left defenseless, silently begging him not to hit her. Because if he hit her, she will cry.
She hiccuped. "N-nothing..."
"That's also not the jacket you left with earlier! Don't you lie to us." Twice adds from across the room. She's not a liar; why would she lie?
Asami hadn't been staying here for too long, and she didn't believe they cared about her other than when she would go get their food.
"Asami," Kurogiri crosses his arms over his chest with a stern look. "Take the jacket and the hat off. Now."
She can't refuse them when they're all piercing her with their murderous gazes like that. They've been nice enough to keep her here, but they're still villains. Still bad people. She couldn't say they didn't scare her in the slightest. Asami was deathly afraid of what they might do when they see what happened to her.
She slowly, and quite carefully, removed the jacket first. Please don't hit me. The action revealed a few scabbed-over cuts and some bruises on her arms, and the small, circular burn scars on the top of her hands. Those were old. Those weren't important.
When met with silence, she took off the cap too; scrunching her eyes shut and preparing for the worst. More tears came to her eyes yet didn't fall.
"What. Happened?"
Asami flinched at Dabi's harsh question. She avoided his eyes, hands fidgeting idly. No! Don't hit me!
"Answer me, kid."
She picked at a scratch on her palm. "I– I got caught in a– in an attack with Heroes. I got a bit–"
"A bit what!?" Twice slams his hand down on the table as Asa jolts. "Your face has a giant sore! What had hit you?"
"Or who?" Dabi questions, hands clenched into fists at his sides.
Asami backs away, defensive about the whole situation. You're gonna hit me, aren't you? "It– it wasn't on purpose! Something... uh– hit the ground and went flying at me–"
"You could've gotten hurt worse than that!" Dabi booms at her, stepping closer. "Why didn't you block it in time? Or at least get out of the way?"
She felt herself getting smaller and smaller by the second. Don't yell. It's bad. "I was running, and I heard someone screaming behind me and I wasn't– wasn't paying attention."
"Aw, Dabi, you don't have to be so harsh," Toga prances up behind Asami, and gingerly wraps her arms around Asa's quivering shoulders. "You're being scary again, tone it down a notch." Yeah. Scary.
"Yeah, stupid. You're going to OP on the yelling. No one wants to hear your mouth," Shigaraki pipes up, seemingly unbothered by the whole ordeal and instead choosing to focus all his attention on his handheld console.
Dabi whirls to face him. "What'd you say, Vaseline? How about you say that with your chest?"
Shigaraki stands up angrily, yet minding the console he held, "I wonder what burnt chicken ashes tastes like–"
Shut up! I said you're scary when you yell! Shut up!–
"Enough, you two!" Kurogiri booms out, "There are more important matters than your pointless bickering."
"Yeah! Our poor birdy Asa got hurt," Toga coos, rubbing over the purple-pink mark on Asami's face. She winces when Toga's fingers brush over the sore spot, yet Asami can't bring herself to push her away. She's too afraid of what the consequences might be. "Daww... that's gonna leave a huge bruise for weeks." As if it wasn't already bruising.
"I'm gonna destroy whichever Hero who caused it," Dabi turns back to her. "Who was it? Was it Endeavor? Best Jeanist? Mirko? One of them U.A kids??"
"I– I don't know. I didn't see them clearly," she squeaks. He's really going to kill her now.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T SEE THEM?!" Blue embers spark from his palms.
NO! DON'T HIT ME! PLEASE!
Asami recoils, scarred hands flying up to protect her face. Although, she stumbled back onto Toga, who catches her with a tiny hum of empathy. For a second, it seemed Dabi's rigid expression softened.
"Hey, hey, take it down a few notches," Twice wraps an arm around Dabi's shoulder. "No need to be so abrasive."
"I'm s-sorry I got hurt, I– I'll try to be more careful next time," All the tears that had built up behind her eyes dribbled down her face. She's mortified. She doesn't want to know what happens if they see her crying.
"Aw, look what you did," Twice exasperatedly motions towards Asami's bowed head. "This is what happens when you're such a tsundere– hiding your feelings all the time."
"Come here, Asami," Kurogiri motions to the empty barstool next to Shigaraki. "Let me take care of your wounds."
"But," she blinks back to clear her vision, "I deserved it, didn't I?" Shouldn't I be in trouble? Why didn't you hit me yet?
"Oh shut up, stop being an emo," Toga pushes Asa towards the chair.
She ends up seated at the bar, finally realizing that her ears and non-injured parts of her face were hot with embarrassment. She continues constricting herself inwards, uncomfortable with her surroundings. Not to mention how perplexed she is.
Shigaraki spares Asami a sideways glance, before mashing his buttons nonchalantly. "That's one hell of a bruise, you're gonna look worse than me for a while."
She can't tell from his tone if he's insulting her, trying to make a joke, or failing miserably at an action of comfort. But someone's tone usually always flew over her head.
Kurogiri places a first aid kit on the counter. "I'll do your face first," he pulls out a few cotton swabs and some kind of disinfectant solution. "It may burn," he gently warns.
Twice leans his arm on the other side of her, "What's with that face, Asami? You look worried."
She paused for a moment, looking down at her feet. You guys are going to hit me. But you haven't yet. I'm scared you'll hit me when I'm not looking and make me cry.
"I'm waiting for you guys to do something to me."
The entire room freezes, sent into stunned silence. The air gets tense, sending her into another heart-racing mini panic. You're gonna hit me now! Don't hit me! I'm sorry!
Twice is the first to interrupt the silence. Even the soft hand he places on Asa's shoulder causes her to jump. "I don't know how things were before you met us, or if that's the kind of impression we give," he shoots a look at Dabi, who simply crosses his arms and looks away, "But that's not how we do things. It was an honest mistake. How could you have known that would happen? We're just worried about something bad happening to you."
So you won't hit me? I don't trust that. People always hit me.
She hesitantly looks up. "You– you guys– you won't?–" Asami starts quivering again, getting nervous. She can't believe them. Her mom told her that, too, but still hit her. She should just shut up.
"We promise. No one is allowed to hurt you under our protection." Kurogiri comforts, swirling a cotton swab in the disinfectant.
She perked up at his words. She still was a tad reticent, but spoke. "You mean, I'm not just some kid you have running around doing your chores? I- I'm not annoying?"
"You make it sounds like you're a stray cat or something," Shigaraki comments. "Though, you are usually quiet, and do require a moderate amount of attention..."
"Of course you're not just 'some kid', silly! You're one of us!" Toga's sweater-pawed hands envelop Asami's torso in a hug. "Dabi's just being a meanie because he doesn't know how to show affection. He should still really apologize though,"
"Yeah, Dabi!" Twice adds with a flourish. "Come and apologize to my poor child!" He grabs Asa's head and forcefully pushes it into his hard chest.
Dabi sighs heavily, like a child forced to apologize; rubbing the back of his neck as the two look at him expectantly. "I shouldn't've yelled at you, kid. I didn't know you'd be scared like that."
Toga quirks her brow smugly at him, and Dabi groans. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," It's weird being smothered by a group of housemates who might as well be strangers, isn't it? But somehow, it blooms some warmth into Asami's chest. Silently, a few more unshed tears fall down her face, but no one is worried. She's not worried.
"Alright, you get the first bite of grub," Twice eagerly opens up the bags of food and rips open one of the containers, pulling out some disposable chopsticks to feed Asami.
Kurogiri gently blots at her face with his first aid supplies. "Toga, stop wiggling, you're moving Asami!"
Toga's grip around Asa's waist doesn't loosen at all, in fact tightening, as her face snuggles into Asa's back. "Ey, Twice, it's no fair you get to feed Asami first, I wanna do it!"
It's at this moment when she feels like Dabi and Shigaraki are the most normal out of all of them, until they start bickering over a container of noodles and begin destroying things so Kurogiri needs to reprimand them again. Eventually, the others who were off somewhere else return and the chaos kicks up. Even so, among all the prodding, poking, squeezing, fighting, pulling, bickering, and smothering; Asami wonders if this is what family is supposed to feel like. What a real family is supposed to feel like.
A secret smile only she can see tugs at her lips. Nah, they're just a bunch of weirdos.
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snowdropluck204 · 10 months
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How They React to Their SO Getting Stalked - BNHA (pt 3) - LOV
This is part three of the stalking headcanons, the League of Villains version! Shigaraki won't be in this chapter as I have already done his headcanon in a previous part! This was requested by @supernatural-hunter1! If anyone has any requests or ideas, please send them to me and I will get to them as soon as I can! Xxx __________________________________
Kurogiri
I feel like Kurogiri would probably find out without you telling him, and rather than flying off the handle and using brute force, he would begin psychological warfare!
~ You had been quiet for weeks, Kurogiri began to get progressively more and more worried, you had never hidden anything from him, so something must be wrong. ~ You were meek and timid, not your usual bubbly self around him. As much as he hated the idea of violating your privacy, he needed to know what was happened. ~ He felt that if you were hiding something from him, he had the right to know. He was slightly paranoid that you were planning on breaking up with him, if you were, he didn't want to be surprised at the bombshell. ~ Searching your room while you were out did make him feel immensely guilty, but he knew something was wrong. ~ As he searched through your bedside dresser, he was shocked, you definitely weren't planning on breaking up with him, instead he found dozens of handwritten notes, if 'handwritten' was the right word. ~ The letters got increasingly scrawled, the words becoming more and more angry, the messages more perverted. ~ The letters started sweet, talking about your beauty and brains, compliment after compliment. But then, when the writer of the letters realised you weren't responding and throwing out their letters, they got vicious. ~ "I know you've read my letters, respond dammit! We were meant to be together! Don't make me force you!" ~ Kurogiri crumpled the letters in his hand, his anger rising quickly. ~ This was a chess match, and he was going to win. ~ Thus the match started, Kurogiri followed your stalker, changing things around and making them feel like they'd lost their mind. Eventually, Kurogiri decided to make an appearance. ~ Showing up behind the stalker, he grabbed him by the throat and pressed him against the wall, "I am only going to say this once, you stay away from my (y/n), unless you want your worthless, insignificant life to end in the most unfortunate way..." ~ Kurogiri growled, dropping the stalker and watching with a sly smirk as they ran, turning around, his smirk dropped seeing you standing there, a small smile on your lips as you giggled and walked off, Kurogiri hurrying to catch up with you.
Dabi
Everyone knows, Dabi is the 'punch now, ask questions later' sort of guy... He would burst in, quirk a-blazing (haha jokes) and demolish anyone he dares to hurt his sweetheart...
~ Dabi was there when you received the first note from the stalker, it wasn't all that bad, just a touch creepy. ~ Naturally, the first thing Dabi wanted was to hunt this guy (or girl) down and make them pay... But you insisted that it was probably a one time thing and they would back off. ~ Unfortunately, you were wrong, the notes only increased, eventually leading to you receiving pictures of yourself, not in any compromising scenarios, thankfully, but someone was still following you. ~ Following you to the store, to the library, to work and back to your home. ~ Dabi had had enough, and he was going to show this creep a thing or two! ~ It was no secret that the villain known as 'Dabi' had taken a shine to someone, the villain's sweetheart was a common news story, but nobody knew who it was... Until now. ~ Following the guy who was, in turn, following you from a safe distance, Dabi moved in for the kill. ~ Sneaking up behind the creep, Dabi covered his mouth with his hand, making sure to use a painfully strong grip, dragging him away from you and towards his car, letting his hands smoulder and burn the stalker's flesh if he tried to make any sounds or sudden movements. ~ Bundling him into his car, Dabi drove the stranger out into the middle of nowhere. ~ Letting him out of the car, Dabi had a twisted grin on his face as the man began to run, knowing he wouldn't get far. ~ Blue flames lit up his face as he followed in pursuit. ~ This was gonna be fun, all for his darling. ~ (And a bit for himself, let's be honest.)
Toga
Honestly, I feel like Toga wouldn't do much to help in the case of the stalker, if anything she would take notes! She loves you, don't get me wrong, and she intends on giving this creep the world of hurt, but she has her own agenda!
~ You sat in disbelief, watching as your girlfriend had a jaunty conversation with the person who had been stalking and harassing you for the last month or so. ~ You weren't too worried about this weirdo (the stalker, not your girlfriend), they seemed relatively harmless, you were surrounded by a group of notorious criminals after all... ~ What you were worried about, was the fact that your girlfriend seemed to be trying to make friends with your stalker... ~ "Look at how many pictures you've got of (y/n)! They're so cute aren't they!? How did you get such a good image from outside their work? I've been trying for ages! They come out all fuzzy!" ~ You sat shaking your head and pinching the bridge of your nose, Dabi was stood behind you, watching the scene in amusement, Shigaraki was just annoyed and Kurogiri was ignoring us all, as usual. ~ "Would you let me pick your brain? Obviously I don't want the most recent advice, I mean... You did get caught... But anything else would be great!" ~ Unfortunately for the creep. ~ Only Himiko was allowed to stalk you! ~ She would up draining the stalker of their blood, it wound up being quite useful, she was able to follow around the Class 1-A students without them being suspicious and even managed to frame the guy for a bunch of crimes before they found his body!
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Hopefully this was okay! This was all I could come up with honestly, but I hope you guys liked it! Xxx
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savnofilter · 1 year
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Wisdom Teeth Aftercare
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                    LoV + Giran x [GN]Reader
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CONTENT WARNING(S): sav attempting fluff, mentions of wounds & medicine doses, def an insert, semi established-relationships.
WORD COUNT: 1.5k [5 mins].
READ MORE: masterlist + [students & adult masterlists]
A/N: im in so so so much pain. wrote this because im lonley and would kill to have one of these beautiful characters to aid me. these would be longer if i wasnt so delirious rn. (not proofread)
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Dabi knows what to do but also does not. 
hes been through a lot of painful situations wheres hes needed to take medication, and most times he isnt even able to take any. 
hes trying his best to comfort for you in his own little warped way. 
"Hey, sit back down" Dabi snaps at you in annoyance as you attempt to leave your bed, and rolls his eyes at your mumble-whining. "You're delirious right now, don't argue with me."
he makes sure that your night stand is always replenished. hes like a little nurse and even in your medicated haze, you find it super cute.
♱ you cant tell him that tho… he'll get pouty. not something you hate but its the bratty behavior that follows it.
gives you tons of forehead kisses because he cant give you cheek ones cuz of your swollen cheeks. 
its practically killing him he cant just cup them while theyre big the way they are. 
is definitely teasing you as he takes care of you. sometimes putting stuff out of your reach or eating a burger in front of you knowing you wont be able to do that for a couple of days. 
"Fine fine, say ahh-- oh wait." Dabi snickers. 
he really thought he ate, huh? i guess he did (literally).
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Shigaraki does not know what hes doing. 
"You want cuddles or sumthin'??" He tilts his head as you look at him with the most annoying puppy dog eyes you can muster up. 
he unfortunately believes that you could suck it up but we all know its because deep down he enjoys pain a little too much. 
is actually persistent on giving you your meds for you to heal with.
although dont expect it to be accurate all the time…. 
he isnt as attentive and usually drops by to spend some time with you since he doesnt want you to be alone too much. 
even with how awkward it is, he'll give you the "normal'' amount of affection and give your head and cheekbone area light kisses for you to feel better.
"You know I can go steal a way stronger dose right?" 
If you could frantically shake your head no you would.
he'll sometimes let you play video games with him so he can also keep himself entertained as well. 
he doesnt assimilate into your schedule like Dabi does but he tries his best to still help you no matter what.
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Toga in a very odd way is ecstatic that youre in pain. 
♱ not like she isnt “odd” already,,
shes very excited to play nurse and help you heal. probably dresses for the part too.
"We'll get you back up on your feet in no time!"Toga declares happily, shoving a small spoon into your mouth with applesauce on it. 
is whistling or humming as she helps you out and somehow acquired some non-prescriptive cute glasses. she'll tilt them up or press them closer as she checks the doses. 
shes actually pretty on top of it (but you do have to double check if its correct because you know how careless she can be without ill intent).
she'll get you stuff animals and blankets for you to nap in. 
has it so shes sleeping over (not that thats new anyways).
gives you lots of affections but makes sure to be soft so she doesnt hurt you by accident.
if youre in any kind of pain, you can always count Toga be there to aid you. 
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frantic. 
youd think with Spinner's cool demeanor would make you think otherwise but nope. 
hes clocking your schedule and making sure you got everything set. 
"You have everything for 12 pm right?" He checks in and takes your small little nod as a yes. He releases a small sigh to himself and leaves to take a tinkle. He let's out one of the most loudest sighs of worry you've ever heard from him. It's pretty funny when you realize he's been trying to keep composed this whole time.
unlike Toga, he has actual glasses. 
looks like such a grandpa taking care of you. 
youre so entertained by him that honestly it distracts you a bit from the soreness and the pain. 
he gets mopey when he cant cuddle you on days where youre in too much discomfort. 
has you basically nesting as you recover. 
a little all over the place? yes. would you still rate your experience with his 10/10? 
of course.
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literally do not expect too much from him. 
with all Twice's sides it really differs on what youre getting that day (sometimes throughout if its a hectic 24 hours).
he is trying his best since he doesnt like seeing you in pain and gives you lots of kisses. 😭
idc what anyone says out of the whole league, hes the most caring. 
when hes attentive, hes on it. 
checking your temp, getting your foods, making sure you have your cool & hot pads. also has alarms so he can remind himself when to check up on you. 
unfortunately he doesnt want to seem like a bother so he tries to not to be too much in your space </3
he knows you dont mind but he gets self conscience as he normally does. 
even when hes not tending to you hes just chilling in your vicinity when you two arent interacting. 
he thinks he couldve helped you more but you think he did great. 
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Mr Compress is all the extravaganza. you said calling in sick, bro heard "time to pamper and preform".
even if its the smallest things he'll give it to you in fun little ways so you arent bored out of your mind. 
♱ and also so you dont feel skipping out on doses and actually take them. 
you werent aware but this mf also has multiple costumes?? youre pleased to have learnt this. 
he is a show man after all…
of course he doesnt over do it, he wants you rested not overstimulated. 
is a very chill man to be around when hes not doing flip and tricks and you cant decide which of him you like more (you dont choose ultimately).
of course he has a little something up his sleeve to keep you on your toes but you cant complain with that. 
did he essentially treat you like a kid? yes. 
do you care tho? not at all. 
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Kurogiri is the most put together out of them. 
(youre supposed to be surprised by this revelation.)
i mean, what do you expect from a man who has taken care of another man for years…?
makes sure youre doing everything so you can recover expeditiously. 
isnt doing all that affection stuff honestly. 
he drops in, replenishes everything you need and dips. 
he kind of treats you like youre sick and it lowkey hurts your feelings with how much he avoids you. 
in general hes give an average amount of affection so you sometimes have to speak up when he hasnt cuddled you for some time. 
even with all your requests he never seems bothered how much you ask and what you ask for. :')
he is pretty good but sometimes you wish he could be a bit softer (sue me).
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imagine Toga but 2.0. 
Magne isnt as energetic and into the role of the 'nurse' but is very much still doting. 
feeds you in the beginning stages before you gotta remine them that they definitely dont have to. 😭
when youre feeling extra cranky theyll try and coax you into it (consensually ofc who do you think youre with?!)
"I know you don't feel like it but you'll feel much better once you take it." Magne rubs your shoulder as you whimper in pain, and presses a gentle and chaste kiss to your temple. 
even with how bubbly and outgoing they are, they are just as stern. 
is one to make sure youre having a laid experience while making sure your lazy attitude will not interfere with your healing process. 
makes sure to have a big celebration thing when you are fully healed and gives you all the cuddles that you may have missed out on when you were healing. 
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AHT AHT stfu hes on the list dont say anything. 
Giran's methods may be ghetto but he gets the job DONE. 
"Y'know I got my own knocked out by and old friend of mine" 
"Mmphwha…?" 
"Crazy shit, I know! But he's some psychiatrist or sumthin' so I trusted the bastard anyways!" 
um… moving on…
is in and out of your place but makes sure that youre well taken of when hes there. 
its like a roulette if when you wake up he'll be on your bed watching TV or if hes nowhere to be seen without a trace. 
will give you the rare kiss but more of his gentle behaviors are like little pokes to your cheeks just because of how puffy they are. 
♱ got you those get well presents and theyre so cute. </3
his treatment is nothing special but it definitely helped you feel better. 
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fanfic-gallery · 10 months
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Good morning, Tori! How have you been, dear? This event idea is so creative, I love that brain of yours!
If you're up for writing a little chaotic something for me, could I request a (platonic) League of Villains (BNHA) + reader with prompt #777?
one of us
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league of villains x gn! reader
|| cw : DEAD DOVE - DO NOT EAT, near-death experience, light mentions of violence
» manager's note: am i actually liking this fic? damn- i must have gotten better- or my standards have lowered- anywaysss, i'd like to say happy pride month to everybody 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 i hope my people in the lgbtqia+ community is having a lovely time celebrating, with that said enjoy the fic <33
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"how much longer do they need..." eyes rolled across from the illuminated dance floor towards your bubbling booze. fingers found their way into your hair, gripping and grasping at a chunk of it before pulling at it by the scalp. dabi huffed a laugh of amusement, nonchalantly clinking his glass with yours in an effort to draw your attention towards him.
"you can always.. i don't know, leave?" stitched hand directed your eyes towards the barely visible exit underneath mountains of people. you growled lowly in response, stuffing your head back into the confines of your bare arms, groaning. how did you know that being selected as the group 'undercover' was so mundane, let alone needing to deal with the ass-hat sat just next to you?
seconds turned to minutes, then hours, it felt like literal days had gone by; yet, no signs of shigaraki or the others. you could feel your soul drifting apart from your body --- could it be from the mass amount of booze you had chugged, maybe.. you really couldn't tell. eyes lingered to your side, pupils eyeing the flashing blue flame sparking from your partner's fingertips; it danced and flowed, jumping from tip to tip.
"i get why i'm here, doing this.. but why are YOU here?"
lips slightly ajar, puffing out a light gust of air, blowing at the flicking flare; leaving ashy grey smoke to take its place. "mm, i don't really know.. i don't call the shots," you stared back at him, unimpressed but weren't expect much from a guy you've only just meet weeks before.
october 9th — the day you stumbled into a fate you could never imagine yourself in. legs wobbled, your hands were uneasy; gripping at bricks as you tried to hold yourself together, frame leaning against the wall just beside you. brain in a total mess, nearing the condition of a melted puddle; yet, the clutch against your burning chest was steady, arm still held close the glorious jewel.
"cOUGH- coughcough..." knees lost their strength as you fell on all fours, crimson leaking from your lips and finding its way onto the concrete pavement. ears ringing, barely hearing the clinking of the crystal-like piece rolling across the alley before suddenly stopping. you raised your head; eyes, a blur, only managing to catch glimpses of saturated baby blue before... darkness swallowed you whole.
"ugh....."
"it seems our guest is waking up~"
"what fast recovery.."
"oh-oh! i can't wait to play with them!"
"shut it, all of you..."
noise, noise everywhere... god, how annoying... lashes fluttered, shutting again from the sudden flash of golden rays before readjusting your focus. as each of your senses slowly returned, the warmth just by your feet had caught your attention; white mask covered in black markings stared back, their bright orange button up paired with an elongated top hat having you draw nothing but blanks.
"hello there," gloved hand waved, their mask seemingly twisting into a grin. you gulped, mouth slightly opening to speak till a strong bang struck the sides of the leather couch.
"ahh~ you're cute; shiggy, can we keep 'em?? pretty pleaseee!!" a girl, no younger than a highschool student, had gripped at your arm; blonde locks swaying along with her as she bobbled with joy, her smile barely fitting her face.
"where.. am i; and.. who are you people...-" you shook off the wander girl's wander hands, slowly pulling yourself up but stopping when a piercing sting within your chest made you choke.
"I won't move if I were you..." a man, or what looked to be a man, dressed in formal overalls. his face indistinguishable, head covered in mist of blackish-purple with eyes glowing a bright golden. what could was his hand, reached forward, steadying you by your shoulders as he laid you down on the bed once again.
"we are the league of villians... we had brought you here, or should i say, our leader had brought you here as he deemed you as worthy of joining us." he shifted to his side, revealing the familiar saturated baby blue hair over black clothing. he turned, face unwrapped with a sculpture of a hand, within the gaps of the fingers, crimson pupils stared on from the shadows.
"what do you mean.."
"we've heard of you, Y/N.. a vigilant who helps those, too weak and helpless."
"but they took you for granted, they shook you to the side and disregarded you as just another citizen desperate for the limelight!"
"...we want to help you take revenge.."
eyes rolled, upwards, taking at the looming familiar blue-haired figure, just close enough to notice scars of nails digging into the pale boy's flesh, the dry-ness of it all. despite his size and posture, an eerie aura radiated from him, you didn't know what, but it sickened you.. you felt like throwing up...
"and why should I trust you.."
"...do you have anyone else who's willing to help you right now?"
no.
there was no one else.
your parents, sunning you to the side, faces in disgust...
your friends, blocking you, some even writing discriminating comments on your posts...
the people in your college, cackling like the witches they were, pointing fingers and laughing at your misery every where you went...
you truly had no one.
no one but yourself...
"earth to rookie...-"
"aRK-" you jumped from your seat, barely managing to catch yourself. eyes flared with malice as your hand went straight at dabi's cheek, who in turn, caught it with ease. "don't scare me like that-" in response, he grinned, shrugging his shoulders as he tried to return back to his cocktail till...
BEEP BEEP BEEP
"oh.. looks like they're 'just on time'.."
"fUCKING FINALLY-"
"someone's excited.. "
"duh- who wouldn't be- anyways, ready, partner..?"
"... pftt, ready as i'll ever be, partner.. " eyes of fiery blue set ablaze as scarred hands swept the dance floor within their flames. the heat travelled fast, gasping at its first victim within seconds, leaving nothing but the echoing screams of sheer terror. you joined suit with a lingering smirk, hands raising allowing the silver utensils from the drawers to be sent out flying, some grazed the flesh of its victims and other fell to the ground groaning in agony.
students ran in pure chaos, some even resorted to banging on the windows to escape their hellish damnation. one stumbled towards a girl in red, blood pooling over their lips, begging for help as their hands trailed her skin; yet, all they received was a chuckle as her body melted like clay in their hand, but before their could even react, a knife from behind lodged itself into their head.
"...took you all long enough,"
"well, brother shiggy had some stuff to handle~ you can't really blame him.." toga giggled in return as she twirled, her blade purposefully finding another victim to gash.
"toga's right! nO- she's not!" twice followed.
"where is his dry-ass anyw—" your words cut shorter than the sudden silence in the room. eyes flashed in shock as the once rampaging crowd stilled like statues, all that was meat and bones turned to cracked cement before slowly crumbling away leaving nothing but ash and dust.
"it looks like i might have ruined your fun..." steps of his leather boots rang through the halls, as the familiarity of blue stepped out of the shadows.
"...well, the work is done... but i would have wished it lasted a bit longer-" you shrugged, hiding your frown behind strands of hair.
"the nights not over yettt, right brother shiggy?"
"...mm"
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S/O offers to use hostages that tend to rant about their political views as a human shields
Basically, S/O, upon helping LoV taking some hostages, offered to use those of them that tend to hijack conversations to rant about their political views, as a human shields and, after hearing one of them saying "Oh, shit", just smiles and says "See? We already have one!"
Tomura Shigaraki
He understands you and supports your idea.
He has had to meet with such players so many times that even he doesn't know true number, and he can say that they are really annoying.
Hearing the reaction of one of the hostages, as well as your following words, can't help but chuckle.
Kurogiri
Honestly, he understands why you want to use these particular hostages as human shields.
He happened to be in the company of such people several times, which he would gladly forget about.
Reacts to your comment with a slight smile.
Dabi
Deadpan chuckle is his only reaction to your offer.
Assumes that you have had a history of dealing with people who like to rant about their political views.
Definitely decides to find a way to use Endeavor's fans as human shields.
Himiko Toga
Laughs out loud.
Offers her help in the search of those you want.
May threaten hostages with a knife if they refuse to help.
Spinner
Do you really think this is a good idea?
Suggest looking for another, less potentially bloody solution.
But that won't stop him from chuckling at your reaction to one of the hostages' comment.
Mr. Compress
Finds your choice of actions quite interesting.
Prefers to use some more artistic idea.
If you decide to use your idea, he won't interfere though.
Twice
Reacts quite predictably.
"That's pretty unusual idea, Y/N!" "Shut up, idiot! There's nothing unusual in it!"
Amused by your jovial reaction.
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unhonest-iago · 1 year
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Death Rattle
Aizawa, Kurogiri & Mic reacting to y/n's death; they die the same way Gwen does in the Spiderman movies.
Gn reader
Aizawa- Pro-hero
This is the one time he can't distract himself by throwing himself further into his work. It's also the first time he takes time off where Nedzu doesn't have to force him to.
Despite having more time to rest, he just deflatedly sits on his bed and stares straight at the wall while he plays the events over and over in his head
He was so close...if only he'd gotten there quicker. If he'd caught them with his scarf before the impact snapped their neck. Aizawa refuses to go to y/n's funeral or grave until a year later. Not because of any conflict in schedule, but because he feels he failed them that much.
Mic comes over to make sure he's taking care of himself--he's not. Pushing him towards the shower while he sets the table with the takeout he bought. Reporting back to Nedzu about Aizawa's condition.
His voice gruff from not using it, his students too afraid to mention their name. Aizawa knowing his students mean well, he allows them to ask any question they want about y/n as long as it's not about how they died.
It oddly enough brings him some comfort, pulling a heavy weight off both parties' shoulders. At least to where they can continue class like normal the next day, acting like it never happened.
Kurogiri - League of Villians
Unlike the other two, Kurogiri can't place how he's feeling. Not knowing whether it's due to compartmentalization or simple confusion. All he knows is that he had positive feelings towards y/n.
They were a valued part of the league and while each member had their eccentricities, they all brought a unique skill set to the team. And while he was meant to protect Shigaraki, he couldn't help but remember what few fond memories he had of y/n.
Kurogiri is the one who ends up creating a makeshift grave for y/n. He thought they deserved a proper burial in accordance with their religious beliefs but being the league, his hands were tied.
Creates warp-gates whenever he wants to visit, staying long enough to weave a crown of flowers out of nearby weeds. Giving them vague progress reports. Assuming this is what people mean when they say 'it's the thought that counts.'
Tries to clean up the grave as kids tend to knock over the grave marker, teens using the ground as an ashtray. He wishes he'd gotten to know them better while they were still alive.
Mic - Pro-hero
Accidentally causes a mini earthquake from how guttural a scream he lets out
Aizawa has to use his erasure quirk so he doesn't damage the public's eardrums or his own vocal cords
Even the kiddos are concerned when he returns to his post, noticing how withdrawn he's become. There's fewer tangents during lessons alongside a constant 5 o'clock shadow.
Despite being colleagues, he thought of y/n as a friend. No matter how many times he was told it wasn't his fault, he continued to beat himself up over the matter.
His radio show is placed on an indefinite hiatus. The slot's still his for when he comes back but they struggle to find a temporary replacement that keeps ratings consistent.
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zapreportsblog · 8 months
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❝a secret for a secret❞
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✭ pairing : Kurogiri x reader
✭ fandom : my hero academia x reader
✭ summary : Kurogiri has a life outside the league of villains, a family. And his daughter just so happens to come out as gay, well safe to say he’s a good father
✭ authors note : once again please send in some hero academia requests, I would like to start filling up the masterlist with more stories, you can look at my masterlist for this fandom and see which character doesn’t have any stories written for them, same with my other fandoms. I would like to see what idea you guys can come up with and write them out for you :)
✭ my hero academia masterlist
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Hidden away from the chaos and darkness that often consumed his life, Kurogiri had managed to carve out a semblance of normalcy that he treasured more than anything else. Beyond his life as a member of the League of Villains, he had a secret family, a sanctuary of light and love that he fiercely protected.
In a cozy home nestled in a quiet neighborhood, Kurogiri sat across from his wife, (Y/N), their fingers intertwined. Their love story was an unconventional one, a union between a villain and a quirkless woman. (Y/N)'s warm smile was a soothing balm to Kurogiri's often tormented soul.
"(Y/N), I've been thinking," Kurogiri began, his voice gentle, "Perhaps it's time to tell our daughter the truth."
(Y/N)'s gaze met his, understanding and support shining in her eyes. "I think she deserves to know."
Their daughter, Mika, was a vibrant and curious young woman, an embodiment of the love that had flourished between her parents. Kurogiri knew that keeping his true identity from her had been a necessary precaution, but he also recognized the importance of honesty.
That evening, as the three of them gathered around the dinner table, Kurogiri cleared his throat, his heart pounding with a mixture of anxiety and determination. "Mika, there's something your mother and I need to tell you."
Mika looked between her parents, her brows furrowing in curiosity. "What is it?"
(Y/N) reached out, placing a reassuring hand on Mika's. "Mika, your father and I are not who we seem to be."
Kurogiri took a deep breath, his gaze steady. "I'm part of an organization that's done terrible things. I've done terrible things. But I've also found something worth protecting in this life, and that's you and your mother."
Mika's eyes widened, her mind racing to make sense of her father's revelation. "You mean... you're a villain?"
Kurogiri nodded, his expression a mix of regret and determination. "Yes, but I want you to know that the choices I've made in the past don't define who you are or who you can become."
Mika's gaze shifted to her mother, who offered a soft smile of encouragement. "Mika, your father is right. We've always believed in the power of goodness, and it's up to you to shape your own path."
Tears welled up in Mika's eyes, a storm of emotions brewing within her. "I don't know what to say... I didn't expect this."
Kurogiri reached across the table, his hand covering Mika's. "We understand that this is a lot to process. We just wanted to be honest with you."
As days turned into weeks, Mika grappled with the revelation about her father's past. The image of the loving, caring man who had raised her conflicted with the actions he had been part of. But as she reflected on her parents' unwavering love and support, she began to see the possibilities for her own future.
One evening, as a soft breeze rustled the curtains, Mika gathered her courage. She looked at her parents, determination in her eyes. "There's something I need to tell you."
Kurogiri and (Y/N) exchanged a glance, their concern giving way to attentive support. "What is it, sweetheart?" (Y/N) asked gently.
Mika took a deep breath, her heart racing. "I... I'm gay."
A moment of silence hung in the air, and then Kurogiri smiled warmly. "Mika, we love you no matter who you are or who you love. Your happiness is what matters most."
(Y/N) nodded in agreement, her eyes filled with pride. "We're here to support you in every way we can."
Tears welled up in Mika's eyes, this time from relief and gratitude. In that moment, surrounded by the love of her parents, she felt a sense of acceptance that transcended secrets, pasts, and uncertainties. As they embraced, Mika knew that their bonds were unbreakable, and that the road ahead held the promise of a future shaped by honesty, understanding, and love.
In the days that followed Mika's heartfelt confession, the (Last name) household became a haven for open conversations and unwavering support. Kurogiri and (Y/N) made sure Mika knew that she could be her true self without fear of judgment or rejection.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and painted the sky with hues of pink and orange, Mika sat with her parents in the living room. The warm glow of the lamps cast a comforting atmosphere, and Mika's heart felt lighter than it had in a long time.
"Thank you for being so understanding, both about my identity and what you've told me about your past," Mika said, her voice tinged with gratitude.
Kurogiri smiled warmly, his gaze locked with Mika's. "We believe in the power of love and acceptance. Your happiness and well-being mean everything to us."
(Y/N) leaned in, her hand finding Mika's. "And we're proud of the person you're becoming. Your journey is unique and important."
Mika's eyes shimmered with emotion as she absorbed her parents' words. The love she felt from them was a source of strength that emboldened her to embrace her identity and navigate her own path.
As weeks turned into months, Mika became more involved in her school's LGBTQ+ community, forging friendships and connections that resonated with her own experiences. With her parents' encouragement, she found the courage to express herself openly and authentically.
One afternoon, as Mika returned from a school event, she found Kurogiri and (Y/N) sitting on the couch, deep in conversation. Their faces lit up when they saw her, and Mika could sense that something was different.
"Mika," Kurogiri began, his tone filled with a mixture of excitement and pride, "your mother and I have been discussing something important."
(Y/N) nodded, her eyes twinkling with enthusiasm. "We've decided to become allies and advocates for LGBTQ+ rights."
Mika's heart swelled with pride, her eyes welling up with tears of gratitude. "That's incredible! I can't believe it!"
Kurogiri reached out, gently wiping away a tear that escaped down Mika's cheek. "We want to make sure that all individuals, regardless of their identity, feel valued and supported."
(Y/N) added, "And we want to ensure that our actions reflect the love and acceptance we've always believed in."
As Mika took in her parents' determination to make a positive impact, she felt an overwhelming sense of belonging. Their journey, marked by secrets and revelations, had brought them to this point of unity and shared purpose.
The (Last name) household became a hub of activism and education, as Kurogiri and (Y/N) worked tirelessly to promote understanding and acceptance within their community. Mika joined them in their efforts, using her own experiences to inspire and empower others.
As the years passed, Mika looked back on the pivotal moments that had shaped her family. In the midst of darkness, they had found the strength to embrace light, love, and the power of acceptance. The bonds they shared were unbreakable, forged through trials and triumphs, and solidified by their unwavering commitment to one another and to the world they sought to create.
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Kurogiri/Oboro X Reader.
(I do not own My Hero academia or any of the characters/references to the show or manga in this story. Horikoshi Kohei does. If this isn’t your cup of tea, blend of spices, or brew of coffee, move on. Reader discretion is advised.)
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TW: kiss, mention of past death, romantic feelings. WC: 1,742
You rattled the bars of your cell, trying to gain attention to anyone that might hear you and hopefully let you out since you were wrongly accused for a crime you never committed. You now were in the captivity of the Paranormal Liberation Front after being caught during the raid on the Jaku Hospital and the Gunga Mountain Villa. You had been one of the participants in the raid on the villa where you had been captured and sent to the new headquarters of the Front where they would regroup and rebuild their numbers.
You didn’t know what that meant exactly but you had a bad feeling that one of their crazed scientists would turn you into one of those ‘nomu’ because of your unique quirk which was practically useless because of the quirk-blocking drugs that had been laced in your food. You were now pacing your cell thinking of a way out of the place without your quirk. You were almost on a solution to get yourself out when a commotion broke out just outside the prison. You listened to the noise until the door was broken down and some heroes ran through. “There she is, Kurogiri, get her out of here!” One of the heroes spoke and gestured to your cell. You were confused until you saw a dark purple portal opening below you, your eyes widened and you screamed as you fell through into a void. You fell through on the other side, now outside the hideout where a man, standing about 6’5”, his body was covered from head to toe in a similar dark purple mist, wearing black trousers and shoes, a white, long-sleeve dress shirt, and a gray vest over the shirt and a simple, striped tie. He had a metal brace that covered his neck and shoulders, protecting something that piqued your curiosity.  He looked back at you for a moment before looking back at the building. “Are you alright?” He asked. You were frozen in place, still having to process all that had happened to you in the span of the past few seconds. “I’m fine… Thank you for saving me.” You spoke. “You’re welcome, now stay down. This battle isn’t over yet!” He spoke and you hid behind a bush while the battle raged on inside. Soon, Kurogiri got a signal from inside and he looked back at you, opening another warp gate behind you, picking you up and carrying you through the portal and into a wooded area. You looked at how vastly tall the trees were and the noise of the birds chirping and the rustle of the wind making the branches and leaves sway with it’s movement. You noticed the run-down log cabin that Kurogiri was carrying you and you waved your arms frantically to get him to stop. He stopped and set you down, letting you take a couple steps away from him, looking around the area then back at him. “Y/n. Are you alright? You seem a little worried.” Kurogiri noted and held a hand out to you as he wanted to provide comfort to you. “I am worried! I’m scared and afraid of you! I know you as the Warp gate Villain seen in the attack on the USJ months ago! Then you somehow are apart of the Heroes raiding one of the Villain’s hideouts? What the heck is going on?” You asked as you walked around the driveway and gripped at your hair and looked back at him. “I can explain once we’re inside. I am good now, otherwise the other heroes wouldn’t trust me to get you out of that prison now, would they?” He asked and waited for you to respond. You thought for a moment and calmed yourself down and took his hand, letting him lead you inside. Once inside, Kurogiri had you sit own while he put a pot of water on the stove for tea.
AS the water boiled, he sat across form you and began explaining what had happened. “Kurogiri and I had been captured back when all the other heroes were infiltrating the Shie Hassaikai and saving that little girl Eri. At the time, I had been locked in in the backseat of my mind while Kurogiri was driving and in control. But with the help of my friends… I was able to slip out a regain control of my mind and my body. But Kurogiri was still there. It was a long struggle for months until he and I came to an agreement that I would be up front driving while he would be in the backseat listening and watching, only coming up into the front seat when I allowed it and I needed the assistance. You met him earlier after he helped you escape out of your cell.” He spoke and let some of the dark purple mist appear from his left side and cover his whole body. “Hello there, Y/n. It’s good to see you again. Tea should be ready soon if you’d like some.” He spoke and looked back to the kettle which was almost boiling. You looked back at the kettle then to the man in front of you. You needed time to process all the information he just told you and tea sounded wonderful. “That would be nice. Thank you.” You managed to speak and you held your head in your hands. Kurogiri nodded and stood, walking into the kitchen, and catching the kettle just as it began to whistle and setting it to the side, and making some tea for the both of you.
Oboro brought the mug with the steaming hot liquid inside to you and made sure you were comfortable with a blanket that had been provided by the heroes and their families. “Here you are. I hope you’re comfortable.” He spoke.
You pulled the blanket up more to cover your shoulders and keep you warm as he sat down with his own mug of tea. He took a couple sips before setting the mug down and taking a deep breath. “There is something I’d like to say to you… I love you and I’d like to build a life with you… That’s why I brought you here. I wanted to bring you here so I could confess to you safely.” He spoke. You looked at him shocked, and paused to think as you held your mug. “Let me think it over, please. A lot has happened today and I haven’t really had much time to process everything over. Let me sleep on the subject and I’ll get back to you…the both of you in the morning, okay?” You spoke before taking another sip of your tea. Oboro’s eyes widened as he realized he was putting too much on you in one day and he investigated the contents of his mug. “I’m sorry I pushed this on you. I’ll let you be to process all this. Kurogiri and I will go get started on dinner.” He spoke, standing up and leaving you alone in the living room in front of the fireplace that was crackling and roaring away, giving heat to the room.
You stared off into the flames as your mind processed all that happened that afternoon and that your hero confessed his feelings to you in the same afternoon which was a lot to handle. You leaned back and closed your eyes as you remembered his face from when the two of you went to U.A. together. You had your eyes closed until Kurogiri woke you up to let you know that dinner was ready and he would bring you a plate in a moment. You nodded and watched the flames until he brought you a bowl of some soup and bread on the side.
“I hope you enjoy.” Kurogiri spoke before he returned to the kitchen and sunk back into Oboro’s body, letting him appear as he sat in the kitchen with his own bowl of soup and began to eat. “Hey…you can eat with me, you know. We don’t have to be alone.” You called out. Oboro looked up and carried his bowl over to where you were sitting and ate with you in silence. “I thought about what you said to me earlier. I remember you from before your accident… and that I had feelings for you then and I still do now. You have no idea how happy I am that you are alive and we can be together at last.” You told him, looking over at him and leaning closer to pull him into a soft, gentle kiss. Something you never got to do before he died over fifteen years ago. You were happy to do this now as you cupped his cheek, letting your fingers wander up and entangle themselves into his cloud-like hair that seemed to move on his own. He set his bowl to the side and turned to you, pulling himself closer to you and deepening the kiss.
He pulled away after a few seconds and smiled softly before the smile faded. “There are things that you should know about us.” He spoke as he sat back down in the chair across from yours. “It’s okay. I see past the things that you and Kurogiri did. Kurogiri, from what I understand was under some sort of influence that made him obey every order that All for One or Shigaraki gave out. You helped him since the two of you had been freed to understand what is true and that All for One is a horrible man.” You reassured him and he felt relieved, pulling you in for a hug and another kiss as he let tears of relief fall down his cheeks and onto the fabric of your shirt. “Thank you, Y/n. This means so much to me… to us. I love you so much.” He spoke. You returned the kiss and held his hand as the two of you cuddled on the couch, watching the flames flicker away in the fireplace.
This was just only the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
The end.  
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quirkfics · 2 years
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Kurogiri with endlessly?
He is endlessly patient with your fleeting touches, with the tangled threads of your words, and the way your hands shake whenever he's close. Kurogiri has never been anything but a polite, if commanding, presence in your peripheral, eyes flashing in the dark. Anyone else would assume you're terrified, and it's true, in a way. You're not terrified of him though, so much as your reaction to him, despite the knowledge you possess.
A revenant is nothing more than a corpse, one of the volumes had claimed, reanimated through ghastly measures. And when you'd asked-
Kurogiri had narrowed his eyes, and placed his hand in yours. Underneath the writhing mist, hidden in the solid shadow of it, was cold flesh. Your fingertips had traced over unseen cuticles, the shape of his fingernails and scars on his knuckles.
You've been overwhelmed ever since, battling with your every desperate urge to warm him, somehow. With emotion, with touch. To drive back the chill - or to seek out the one who so cruelly raised him, if only to seek recompense.
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mhaxwishxgranter · 2 years
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UPDATE
I’ll also be writing for the LOV!
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lalluviaa · 11 months
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What if Dabi does survive and he ends up in rehabilitation or something, CAN YA’LL IMAGINE ALL THE REHAB/PRISON FANFICS LMAOOO. I love reading that trope with this character specifically 😭 like when he ends up falling for the one that helps run the facility or for the specialist BRO I EAT THAT SHIT UP AHAHAHAHA
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xinmin-exe · 5 months
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MHA Characters Comforting You
This is completely self-indulgent as I am going through it right now :)
These characters try to distract you. they put on a show, play your favorite game with you, or even just try to talk about anything else other than what's bothering you right now. But when they realize that their actions aren't working, they sit down with you and they listen. they nod along and ask important questions, and at the end of the day, they wrap you up in a warm, fuzzy blanket. They lay with you and let you cry it out until you either feel better, or you fall asleep. Giving you a soft kiss on your forehead, whispering promises of safety the entire time.
Present Mic, Gang Orca, Mr. Compress, Kaumi Woods, Manual, Fourth Kind, Ms. Joke, Snipe, All Might, twice,
These characters don't know how to comfort you. They were never the person people go to for comfort, so when you go to ask upset they freeze. They give awkward hugs and listen, but they are interally screaming at themselves. You are their partner and they want to do more! So they give you as much affection and love as they can, hugs, gentle kisses, cooking meals , buying you random small things that remind them of you. They do whatever is within their power to make tings better.
stain, Lady Nagant, Hawks, Mirko, Mt. Lady, Tiger, Eraser Head, Rock Lock, Shigaraki, Dabi, Vlad King, Sir Nighteye, Spinner, Chronostasis
These characters know exactly what to do. The minute they hear that you're upset, they're dropping everything and going to you. On the way to you, they head to the store and grab all your comfort foods (candy, chips, drinks, etc.) They make sure to heat up some blankets in the dryer and while the blankets are warming up, they make you a cup of tea. They sit down with you, wrap you in the blanket and listen to you. Ig you need advise, they give the BEST advise. If you need to listen and be heard, they are listening and even sometimes agreeing with you. These characters know how to comfort and they constantly assure you that your feelings are valid.
Best Jeanist, Edge Shot, Ryukyu, Fatgum, Mandalay, Pixie-Bob, Gran Torino, Thirteen, Midnight, Ingenium, Nana Shimura, Gentle Criminal, Kurogiri, Magne, Mr. Compress
Plus any other character that you can imagine! (Also, i didn't include any characters that are a minor within the series because I haven't decided on if I want to write for them.)
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I’m really struggling with my borderline personality disorder. Like I’m feeling my split happening. I don’t have therapy until September. I don’t feel safe I am afraid I’ll blow up on my closest people because I’m getting so upset about people leaving me and it’s sending me into a split about how I knew they didn’t care, how they didn’t want me.
So I was hoping maybe Touya/Dabi where he sees you about to split, he sees you clenching your teeth and you’re snapping at anyone who talks to you and he knows it time to ground you because he could see how bad you’re getting.
There's more to us - Dabi x Reader
Warnings: mentions of emtional swing, f!reader Synopsis: as your anger and frustration teeters on the brink of an emotional split, Dabi unexpectedly becomes the comfort you've been seeking A/N: I'm truly sorry to hear that you're going through such a challenging time with your BPD. It's completely valid to feel the way you're feeling, but remember that you're not alone in this journey. While waiting for your therapy in September, consider reaching out to friends who can lend an understanding ear. It's important to remind yourself that your emotions are valid, and you don't have to go through this alone. You're stronger than you realize, and with time and support, you can find healthier ways to cope with your feelings. Stay strong, and please prioritize your well-being above all else ♥ I hope this fic brings you some comfort
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The cramped League of Villains hideout was filled with an uncomfortable tension that seemed to cling to the air, intensifying with every passing moment. You, normally full of energy and wit, were now a storm of emotions on the brink of splitting. Clenched teeth and tense muscles were visible signs of the inner turmoil you were struggling to contain.
The tension was palpable. The air seemed heavy with unease, and the atmosphere was fraught with the telltale signs of a looming storm. Dabi leaned against a wall, his azure gaze flickering over the scene before him. He had seen this before — the rapid shifts in mood, the intense reactions to perceived abandonment — it was all too familiar. He recognized the signs of a potential split, a cascade of emotions that threatened to engulf everything in its path.
You were seated on the edge of a worn-out couch, your clenched fists trembling and your jaw tightly locked as if trying to contain the turmoil within you. Your voice, usually soft and warm, was edged with bitterness and frustration. Every word you spoke came out sharper, like daggers slicing through the air, and the way you snapped at Kurogiri and Shigaraki moments prior made it clear that your emotions were spiraling out of control.
Dabi's lips pressed into a thin line as he observed you, his mind calculating the best approach. He knew better than to let the situation escalate further. With a resigned sigh, he pushed himself off the wall and approached you cautiously, gauging your reaction. "Hey," he said softly, his voice a soothing murmur that contrasted with the storm inside you. "You're wound up, and I can see that. But snapping at everyone won't help."
You shot him a glance, your eyes a stormy mix of emotions, and then turned away, unable or unwilling to fully meet his gaze.
Dabi could see the storm swirling in your eyes, a tempest of fear, anger, and desperation. He sat down beside you, allowing a few moments of silence to hang between you before speaking again. "I've seen this pattern before, and I want to help you through it."
"Dabi, just leave me alone," you muttered, your tone a mix of defiance and vulnerability. "Just fuck off, man."
He sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "I'm not here to piss you off, yeah. I get it, alright? It's not easy. But taking it out on them won't change a thing. I just want to help ya out, okay?"
Shigaraki perched on a high stool at the bar, an air of nonchalance masking his observant nature. His fingers idly tapped against the rim of the glass as he watched the scene unfold, his crimson eyes tracking every nuance of your reactions. It wasn't often that he paid such close attention, but something about your current state intrigued him.
Kurogiri, standing behind the bar with an air of elegance that was second nature to him, observed with equal attention. As he poured the deep amber liquid into a glass for Tomura, he couldn't help but glance at you occasionally, concern etched into his misty features.
You scoffed, your fingers digging into your palms as if trying to anchor yourself. "Help? You don't understand, Dabi. Nobody does, so please, fuck off," your voice laced with spite.
A flicker of empathy crossed Dabi's features. He understood that feeling all too well — the sensation of being trapped in your own emotional whirlwind. He paused, choosing his words carefully. "Maybe I don't understand everything, but I've seen you fight through this before, Y/N. You're stronger than you give yourself credit for."
You shot him another skeptical glance, your expression a mixture of vulnerability and defiance.
Dabi's cool demeanor belied the concern that burned beneath the surface. He reached out, his hand gently covering one of yours, the touch warm and grounding. "You've got people here who care, but pushing them away is only making things worse, yeah?'
You shivered involuntarily as Dabi's fingers brushed against your hand, a sensation that sent a jolt of both surprise and warmth through you. Your instinctive reaction was to withdraw your hand from his touch, a reflex born from a mixture of nervousness and uncertainty. However, his touch was unlike anything you had expected. Despite the initial shock, his calloused palm felt surprisingly warm, inviting, and oddly comforting. The contrast between your initial reaction and the reality of his touch sent conflicting signals racing through your mind. Your breath caught, a mixture of frustration, sadness, and desperation evident in your expression. "I'm just… I'm so afraid of being left behind. It's like everyone I care about is going to disappear, and there's nothing I can do about it."
Dabi smirked a little. The fear of abandonment, the sense of being unlovable - it was the hallmark of your condition. And as much as he was known for his aloofness, his stoic demeanor, he also had an uncanny knack for sensing what others needed. "I'm not leaving," he said firmly, his voice carrying a sense of reassurance that cut through the chaos in your mind. "None of us is. You're not alone in this, no matter how much it might feel that way."
Tomura's voice cut through the air suddenly, surprising you as he agreed with Dabi's words. A faint quirk of his lips hinted at an almost rare camaraderie between the two. "He's right. Sometimes, pushing people away only makes things worse. You're not the only one dealing with struggles though."
"Who knew I had it in me to be a motivational talker, huh?" Dabi grinned at his colleagues.
"Dabi and Tomura have a point. Emotions can be overwhelming, but they're also a source of strength if you learn to harness them. Control doesn't mean suppression - it means finding balance instead," Kurogiri added.
He could see tears forming in your eyes, a mix of vulnerability and relief. Your shoulders sagged as you finally allowed yourself to let go of some of the weight you were carrying. "I don't want to push people away," you whispered, your voice breaking.
Dabi nodded, his thumb gently brushing over the back of your hand. "It's a struggle, I know. But remember, you have control over your actions. Now, look at me," he said firmly, his voice carrying an edge that demanded your attention.
As you met his gaze, he continued, his words measured but resolute. "There's a wide range of negativity within me, yeah, a storm that used to tear me apart. But I stopped running from it. I embraced it, every jagged edge of it." His honesty was a stark contrast to the aloof facade he often portrayed. In that moment, his vulnerability was on display, a raw revelation of the internal struggle he had faced. "Embracing it, my inner demons," he continued, his voice steady, "it made me more focused. More powerful. The chaos became my strength."
As if the dam had burst, your emotions flowed out in a torrent. Your shoulders shook as tears fell, a mixture of pain and relief.
Dabi's arms wrapped around you, holding you gently but firmly, providing the anchor you so desperately needed. "I've got you."
You leaned into his touch, a mixture of exhaustion and relief washing over you. The storm within you hadn't completely dissipated, but Dabi's presence had provided a lifeline, a reminder that you weren't alone in this battle.
As the minutes ticked by, the tension in the room gradually began to ease. Dabi remained by your side, offering a quiet and unwavering presence that served as a stark contrast to the chaos you had been feeling. Slowly, your jaw unclenched, and the tightness in your chest began to subside.
"You know," Dabi said with a faint smirk, "I'm not exactly known for being the comforting type."
A small, genuine smile tugged at the corners of your lips. "No, you're not."
He chuckled softly, his eyes meeting yours with a spark of understanding. "But maybe I've got more empathy than I let on."
Tomura downed his drink, his lips curling into a faint smirk as he watched you and Dabi. As Dabi's fingers brushed against your skin and you leaned into his touch, Tomura couldn't help but let out a low, almost mocking "awwwww" sound. His voice held a mixture of amusement and teasing as he observed the unexpected camaraderie between you and Dabi. "Look at that, Kurogiri," he remarked, his smirk deepening. "Who knew Dabi could be someone's emotional support? It's like a twisted version of a feel-good movie."
"Maybe," Kurogiri mused, his fingers tapping against the bar counter, "there's more to us than meets the eye. More than just villains with quirks."
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