#loved each other the whole time. with everything- all their flaws and quirks

[certifiedlesbianvampire]

hear me out: aramata SLOWBURN. i mean painfully slow. it takes them (almost) a whole decade. mainly because i think their relationship needs to develop to where they are both fully comfortable and fully accepting of their relationship, as well as attraction to each other. i think matakara knows he likes arajin already but post-canon it takes a while since they're trying to balance their relationship to be more equal. he also isn't entirely sure if arajin likes him back and wants to let their friendship heal first. arajin is deep in denial about being attracted to men in specific so i think it would take him longer. he'd accept being attracted to matakara first (because over time, i think he'd open up, accept his own insecurities and mistakes more etc) but when it comes to being attracted to men he's used to thinking of himself as straight and gets defensive when questioned so when he actually confronts it years later he'd be like "...wait a minute" the same thing i said about matakara applies here (trying to heal their relationship first before anything else) also they both take their relationships really seriously (implied in this short story) so i definitely think they would have to go through a lot, be certain about it and commit fully.

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[cathrrrine]

Perfect / Love Won’t Die

Dominick “Sonny” Carisi x Reader • Law and Order SVU • Domestic Fluff, AFAB!Reader

Summary: Sonny happily holds the bouquet of flowers he bought for his girlfriend only for her to open the door and start crying. He immediately panics, but soon finds himself amused when she reveals the true reason for her tears. AO3

A/N: I’ve never posted any of my SVU imagines, but I had to with this one :) Happy 2024! My resolution is to post more of my work so I’m digging through all my drafts and posting them lol. Enjoy husband material Carisi <3

In all the six months you had been dating Sonny, there were never many problems that couldn’t be resolved with a simple conversation or a hug and a kiss on the cheek. As far as Sonny was concerned, it was the perfect relationship. He had gotten to know all your little habits; likes and dislikes, pet peeves, niche obsessions. Six months wasn’t exactly a super long time but it wasn’t short either. After only half a year of dating each other, he’d confidently testify that he had fallen in love with you deeply, enough to want to spend the rest of his life with you. He was happy to get married, have babies, grow old together…the whole shebang.

Things were going steady with you. He couldn’t imagine himself being with anybody else, and he was over the moon to know that you felt the samw way. Long late-night conversations about the future the two of you dreamed of revealed that you wanted him to be a part of it as much as he wanted you. Sure, Sonny was aware of how much of a (hopeless) romantic he could be sometimes, but that was in the past, and all of those relationships weren’t with the right people. His sisters had been talking his ear off ever since high school, warning him about women that would only break his heart. It made him wince just to think about all the red flags they ticked off angrily; gold-diggers, manipulators, emotionally unstable women, emotionally unavailable women…and the likes of it. That and their own broken-heart experiences that prompted very fuelled lectures of examples of men Sonny shouldn’t follow always rang in his mind, even until now.

He’d also been made well aware of how right they were about his exes with a bunch of ‘I told you so’s’ and narrowed eyes, but those relationships were in the past and he was much, much younger (and dumber) than he is now. He only had a couple of serious relationships in his adulthood, which ended up not being the right fit for either parties. Then, his love life got buried under the heavy, heavy load of police work and law school and he never found the time to make himself available in the dating pool. He was always too tired, too beat, too mentally drained. It was never a priority.

Then everything came to a stop and his whole world wouldn’t do anything but revolve around you. Sonny was smitten, like a lovesick puppy who got shot by cupid’s nuclear-powered bazooka as fate would have it.

He never felt this way about anyone in his life before, it was a feeling he relished in and was adamant on not letting go.

You were perfect.

Obviously, you had your flaws, but all only human, none of them fatal. Like how you had a habit of ordering too much food but he ends up being the one to finish it up when you realised your eyes had been bigger than your appetite — but he didn’t mind that at all, in fact he secretly loved being able to feast like a King — or how sometimes, you would arrive 10 minutes late to your dates on one of your busiest weeks, which he never complained about because he had his fair share of being unpunctual as well. Plus, you always made it up to him one way or another.

You were absolutely perfect, inside and out. Sonny thanked God everyday for sending a woman as smart, beautiful and kind as you his way. He’s never felt so lucky.

Sonny knew and loved everything about you, down to your weirdest quirks. If there was a Jeopardy! game where the topic was You, he’d be waving around his trophy like a mad man. What you didn’t tell him, he learned. It was the same way you got to know him. The two of you were always honest with each other, trust being the pillar of your relationship, it was why you got along so well. You knew how to make him happy, as he did for you.

So, why is it that you were crying as he handed you a bouquet of your favourite flowers as soon as you opened the door to your apartment?

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” His sweet smile dropped to a concerned frown, uncomfortable and nervous at your sudden reaction.

There you were in front of him, dressed in your most comfortable pair of pyjama pants and an oversized tee that he was sure once belonged to him, messy hair up that he found extremely adorable. Nothing seemed out of place, except for the fact that…well, you were crying.

He always brought you flowers. Was he late? He glanced at the clock on your wall. No…was it something he said? Something he did? Something…he totally forgot about?

“Nothing- no, everything’s fine, nothing’s wrong.” You sniffed, hugging the fresh bouquet close to your chest, dipping your nose into the floral fragrance to smell it only to find that the tears had triggered an onslaught of snot. That only made you cry more.

The bubble of nerves in Sonny’s chest was bursting at this point, he was almost worried he was having a heart attack. “Doll, you’re crying, something’s wrong.”

He held out an arm to pull you into a hug and you eagerly sunk into his embrace. You buried your face into the fabric of his suit jacket, breathing in what you could of his faded perfume. His calloused hands stroked your hair, softly caressing your head as he cradled it. He gently peeled you off of him to get a better look of your face, now red and eyes puffy from sobbing.

He held your cheeks between his palms and you pouted, looking up at him with sad doe-like eyes, and if that didn’t break his heart that he must not have one because the look on your face was shattering him in every possible way right now. One of his thumbs swiped a fresh tear off your cheek, he felt you nuzzle into his hand.

The tall blond gently led you to your couch and set the flowers down on the coffee table before cuddling up with you close to his chest. You wrapped your arms around him desperately, wanting nothing more than to be absolutely engulfed by everything Sonny — scent, skin and biceps.

“You’re killing me sweetheart, you gotta tell me what’s gotten you all upset like this.” You felt him kiss the top of your head and love bloomed in your chest immediately. “Come on, doll, what’s up?”

You sighed, big and loud, huffing away all the choked up tears with one big breath. “I swear it’s nothing. I’m so stupid.”

He was quiet for a while until you felt his voice vibrate from his chest again, “Was it…me? Did I do something wrong?”

You whipped your head to look at him, only to be greeted with a very worried expression.

Oh, Sonny. Oh, sweet heavenly innocent Sonny. How could you not love this man with every fibre of your being when he’s got that look in his eyes? The one where his pupils are so dilated, you could see your reflection in his big, blue puppy eyes.

How could you have been so careless?! Of course he’d think you were crying because of him, the sweet stupid man — God, you loved him so much. The thought only made you more emotional…and just like that the waterworks came rushing back in.

“Oh, God, Sonny-“ you hiccuped, pulling yourself away from him to put your face in your hands. “I’m so sorry- it’s not your fault at all,”

The lovesick, worried-sick man shot up next to you to pull you into his arms once again, stomach churning at the wave of emotions you were going through. He couldn’t even detective his way through this, his mind going haywire with every sniff that came from you.

“Then what is it?” He tried to keep the panic out of his voice, “Did something happen at work? Is it that asshole again?”

With what he dealt with at his job, it wasn’t out of the question for his mind to be going down that dark path, but he shoved his anger and panic down to focus on your well-being, remaining rational until you were calm.

That made you shoot up to look at him again, words tumbling out of your mouth hurriedly to curb his worries. “No, no! I’m okay, I’m absolutely fine, Todd — that ass — didn’t do anything to me, I promise you, I swear to God. And it’s not you, it’s not anything even remotely related to anything sane at all. I don’t even know why I’m getting all worked up over a bunch of random things, it’s just so—“

“Doll.” Your boyfriend’s voice pulled you out of your rambling. The loving concern that radiated off of him was enough to bring you back to your senses. Gently, he asked again. “What is it?”

You melted immediately, both embarrassed and exhausted from all the sobbing you had been doing. “I’m on my period.”

Oh.

Oh!

“I know, I’m not usually this emotionally affected but my hormones are all over the place and my TV decided to autoplay The Notebook, now I’m a mess.” You sniffed. “I’m so sorry. You shouldn’t have seen me like this, much less deal with me.”

It was only then that the detective noticed the TV screen, paused on Ryan Gosling’s frowning face.

He tried to stifle his amusement, but it came out in a fit of giggles, much to your dismay.

“It’s not funny.” You pouted.

“I just— I thought—“ His laughter consumed him, shoulders shaking as he held up his palms to his face and ran his fingers through his hair, uncaring of how it would mess it up. Sonny leaned back into the couch and continued to laugh with his hands over his face.

“I’m sorry.” Your voice was so quiet it came out like a squeak, ashamed of how you cried like a baby in front of him. Although the two of you spent plenty times over at each other’s places and hanging out with each other, over the six months he knew you, you never had your hormones hit you this hard. It wasn’t uncommon to you, but it wasn’t a regular occurrence either, and it certainly wasn’t an event Sonny had the pleasure of experiencing…until today.

“It’s okay if you’d prefer to be at your own place right now, I totally get it. I won’t be offended in the least, okay? I’ll call you in the morning.” Some men in the past have been weirded out when this happened to you, so you weren’t lying when you said you wouldn’t be offended — it was ‘your fault’ anyway, that was what you had grown accustomed to.

But Sonny, the ever-loving and understanding guy, did not share the same view. Of course not! Raised-with-sisters, loves-his-mother, thoroughly Italian, good-Catholic-man-who-respects-women Sonny, would never in a million years ever even think about being upset with you just because your period messed with your emotions. And that’s why you weren’t sure why you were so surprised when he responded to your offer with a kiss.

This was Sonny. He would never think lowly of you because of something you couldn’t control.

“That’s crazy talk, doll.” He mumbled into the kiss, smiling as he continued to love on your lips. “I’d never leave you alone like this.”

You pulled away a bit to properly look at his face, “Really?”

This was the man your heart belonged to. You don’t know how you didn’t explode when he gave you the most charming smile that ever graced his lips.

“Really.”

Everything you were worried about solved itself into place, like sentient puzzle pieces figuring themselves out with confidence.

“You’re too good for me.”

Unabashedly, you continued to make out with your boyfriend on your couch, a newfound appreciation driving you mad with love.

“I’m only for you, babe. Don’t need anyone or anything else but you.”

———

Now that the two of you were freshened up and settled down with mugs of hot cocoa in your hands, you and Sonny were much more at ease.

There was nothing better to Sonny than to be cuddled up with his girlfriend with her head laying on his chest. You practically clung to the arm draped over your shoulder, making a nest out of his bicep for your face — which reminded him of a koala bear, but he kept that thought to himself. He was so comfortable, so happy that this was his life. His nose pressed against your hair, the scent of your shampoo reminding him of a holiday well-spent together in Mexico. Deja Vu hit him the minute he kissed your head, laughing through his nose when he remembered the events that happened just a few hours prior.

“Hey,” he nudged you with the arm you were glued to. You pulled your focus from the movie you were watching — a comedy, nothing that would make the ‘bloody demon hormones possess me’ as you put it — and raised your eyebrows curiously in response. “I’m just wonderin’…”

“Hmm?”

“Why did you cry when I gave you the flowers?”

You groaned, still somewhat embarrassed at the flurry of emotions you attacked the innocent man with. But you humoured the question anyway, “I opened the door and you were standing there, so handsome and so sickeningly charming, holding up flowers that you brought for me. You should be worried if I didn’t cry.”

“Wow,” he whistled. “I’m really that handsome, huh?”

You playfully hit him in the chest with your fist as you resumed your initial position, “Shut up.” A smirk managed to rip it’s way through your lips. “But mostly, I was crying because I was so sad that the flowers were going to die. I don’t know, just weird how my brain works on my period.”

It was a nonchalant mention, nothing big to you, but it stuck to his mind. Flowers dying made you upset. How precious was that? He catalogued the thought, filing it away for the future. The inkling of humour tempted him, though.

“So, not so much on the handsome part?”

You snorted, “Eh, I’ll give it a 60/40.”

“It should be in the news or something. ‘Guy So Handsome, Makes A Grown Woman Cry’” he gestured in the air as if there was a banner.

“How about, ‘Girl So Hormonal, Makes A Grown Man Cry With Her’?”

“Psh, I didn’t cry.”

“You so were.”

“Was not.”

You laughed, thinking he’d given it up when the sound of the movie began to fade into your hearing again.

“You should come over the precinct, tell the guys how I can make the ladies cry just by showing up at their door.”

He wore that goofy, toothy grin you were so accustomed to whenever he was joking around.

You rolled your eyes. Then decided to mess with him. “Excuse me? Ladies? Plural?”

The grin immediately wiped off of his face. “No- I meant lady, as in singular.”

“Mhmm.”

“I mean— no, that’s not what—“

“Sure, Son.” The monotonous voice you used made him sweat.

“You know you’re the only gal for me! I was just joking…hey, baby, come on, look at me…”

———

Months passed by and relationship milestones came and went. You finally met his family on month eight, and him yours. Month ten, you got a promotion at work and thankfully — not by your doing — Todd left the company. Sonny and the rest of the SVU team made a breakthrough on a case, you met his coworkers you heard so much about for the first time when he brought you along for their celebratory dinner. He was teased relentlessly for ‘keeping such a wonderful woman from us all this time’. You enjoyed the camaraderie that they shared with each other, and felt like you won a prize when they extended it to you.

Time passed by you so fast that you barely noticed it was almost a full year since you and Sonny made it official.

The day of your anniversary, he made reservations for the two of you at a fancy restaurant — Italian, of course. You reminisced the journey of your relationship together over some fine dining and a delightful bottle of wine. The ambiance, mixed with the light-headed feeling from one too many glasses of wine, only made the love you had for Sonny so much more emphasised. It was a dream, to be loved by such an amazing man, to have found your soulmate. If you weren’t at such busy points of your career, you’d literally have his babies right then and there. A couple of mini Sonny’s would do the world good, you pondered. Unbeknownst to you, the subject of your thoughts was thinking the exact same thing, only he was dreaming up a babble of mini You’s instead.

Sonny and you walked home together — he had basically moved into your apartment by now, he was finding it harder and harder to be separated from you at night. Having you next to him made him sleep better, and just generally being around you made him feel better — the two of you never made his move-in an official thing, but there was no need to. It was almost like you shared a telepathic connection. Although, Sonny being Sonny, will make the moving in an official thing whether you needed to or not. Maybe into an actual house, with a backyard and a huge kitchen and a family to raise in to make it a home. One day. Maybe even tomorrow. He’d do anything, anytime with you.

“Got you something, by the way.” He grinned, keys jangling on the doorknob as he swung it open for you.

“Sonny, you didn’t have to.” You blushed. One year together and he still had that effect on you.

“Well, I wanted to.”

While you were taking off your shoes, he used it as a distraction to take it out of the hiding spot he so carefully planned — his height being an advantage to said plan — and waddled over in his socks to where you were sitting on the couch, handing it to you once he was sat as well.

It was a daintily patterned gift bag, not too big and not too small either, with a card attached to it on the front. You carefully removed it to read his words in neat handwriting.

Happy 1 year anniversary, doll. I love you so much. You make me the luckiest man alive. My love for you will never die.

You wanted to cry, so touched by his short but undeniably sweet words. He saw how your bottom lip jutted out, the way it usually did when emotions got the best of you, and smiled to himself with a bit of pride in getting his words right.

Slowly, you pried the top of the bag open, only discovering a plastic dome. “Careful.” Your boyfriend noted.

You wondered what it was, going over all the possibilities in your head as you took it out of the bag; lava lamp, necklace, tiny bottle, lantern…only to gasp when you saw what it really was inside.

A small sphere-shaped cactus with a crown of pink flowers, placed inside a white ceramic pot with the words, ‘My love for you will never die’ engraved in cursive writing around it.

Ahhhh, here come the waterworks.

“Sonny,” your eyebrows scrunched up, lips fully pouting now. “This is the sweetest fucking gift ever.”

Your use of words didn’t go unnoticed by the smiling man, earning you a chuckle out of him. “I remember the time you cried when I brought you flowers, and you told me it was because you were sad ‘bout them dying…it’s cheesy, I know. Corny, a bit. But I thought you’d like it.”

The rising inflection of his voice gave away his nerves, but you were quick to make your appreciation known. “I do, I do! It’s just the most beautiful and thoughtful gift anyone’s ever given me. Thank you, baby. I’m- Aw…“

You choked up and he took that as his cue to pull you into his arms, careful to set the prickly plant down so you wouldn’t accidentally get hurt.

“It’s true though, my love will never die. You’re stuck with me for as long as you want me.”

“You know I’m shit at keeping plants alive, Son!” You couldn’t help the wavering in your voice, “Oh, but this is just so, so sweet. You’re just too cute for your own good.”

“Well, I was cute enough for you to accept the babbling guy who asked you out a year ago.” The giggling that followed made his blue eyes seem brighter.

“Yeah, I couldn’t say no to that face.”

You took the comfortable silence that ensued as a segue to your own offering to him, “Speaking of this cactus being put at the risk of dying, I’m gonna have to appoint someone to remind me it needs water every now and then.”

“I’m assuming that would be me?”

“Yup.” You shifted around to look through your purse. “So, I was thinking…”

Sonny narrowed his eyes at you, “Thinking…?”

You held out your palm and reached out for his, dropping a familiar weight into his hands. As soon as you pulled your hands away, the object revealed itself to be a single silver key with a brown leather strap keychain attached to the ring, ‘Det. Carisi’ engraved on one side and ‘Sonny’ on the other.

He looked up at you, meeting eager eyes that matched his own. You were practically bouncing with giddiness, excited to reach yet another milestone.

“Move in with me? Officially?”

God, you were so perfect.

“Abso-fucking-lutely.”

[north-kieren]

HEYY RED I LOVE YOUR CONTENT

i just came here bc i wanted to ask how bakugo was in your MHA DR

I'm glad you like it 🧌🖤

In 1a I mainly hang out with him, kirishima and a few others like 99% of my free time when I'm not doing something else like sleeping like the dead or fighting for my life somewhere off campus 🌚🙏🏽 me and bakugo had a very rough ish start if I'm being honest. People with big egos just piss me off more than anything else (cough cough because of my Cr dad cough) so I'm always just immediately irritated a bit when I meet people like that so it's nothing surprising. It's okay though because of course later on I moved past that and we ended up alright. When I decided to shift to mha, I basically knew nothing of it fr nor the people I was gunna be surrounded with, I was just focused and excited entirely for the whole quirk and hero shit yk.

People like bakugo, to me, are people that you will need to have patience and understanding if you want to befriend them (it feels weird talking about him like I'm giving advice to single mothers out there or sum about how to deal with an unruly kid 😭 I promise guys seriously he's not that bad at all he's a very good guy especially later on, which is why I said PATIENCE because again, he's a person that goes through a LOT in a short ass amount of time. Understanding and balancing that with your own standards/personality is key.)

My personal relationship with him is mainly just me tagging along as much as I can and eventually he just let it happen. Same thing with kirishima as well, like the reason why I even put up with his attitude was because I genuinely could see us becoming friends in the future and that's exactly what happened. Before I left, we were the closest we've been since I've been shifting to this Dr, I mainly say this because I started to withdraw from everything, school, our usual training and gym seshs, hanging out together or just being in each other's presence, I just stopped and that's what made me realize that he either got so used to it that he noticed this pretty much immediately, or he actually values our friendship (that was shady ik I'm only half joking)

Hes genuinely a good guy, again, like of course he's got his flaws but so does everyone else. Besides, we're all teenagers dude, of course we're gunna be messy. ESPECIALLY with everything happening like the hero course, and villains getting in the way, legit just making life harder for us than it already is yk.

.....his parents too? My god. I bout moved in and kicked him out of his own damn house honestly, they're both so lovely. Truthfully, they're such a beautiful family, their relationship is something I envy like hell😭. ANYWAYS

I feel like I don't talk/post about my friends back at UA so feel free to ask about any of them.

11:11 as I post this go shift yall

[de4dlyniightshade]

Do you think Spencer has a ‘type’?

yes and no, i don't think he has a type that HAS to have every aspect perfect but he definitely has a general idea of what he wants in someone, obviously the basic criteria, basic human decency, understanding, clean to a healthy extent but everything else is just luck. i definitely think he'd like a "voluptuous" woman as mgg put it but it's not necessary by any means, as long as you love him and accept his flaws and quirks you're his type and the physical aspects aren't really even something he notices much, he's obviously good at reading people considering it's his whole career so he'd more pay attention to the way you act, profiling you just to be sure.

i also definitely think he'd like someone who has quirks of their own, maybe even neurodivergent too but again, not necessary, just something that would be convenient. spencer definitely couldn't handle the same boring things day in day out, he likes routine but not mundane routine, just having a way he does things and an order to do them in so someone who can fit into that would be perfect, probably someone who sleeps in while he's up, giving him his own space and time to do what he needs before you wake up, him out of your way to do your things, a somehow perfect mix of schedules.

i also don't think he couldn't handle someone too erratic with their schedule, he doesn't mind being spontaneous sometimes but all the time would probably overwhelm him and make it hard for him to keep to his own schedule.

definitely needs someone pretty laid back, completely content with just lounging around and doing nothing but enjoying each other's company, his demanding and exhausting job making even the thought of doing anything active on his days of stress him out.

[justatalkingface]

hello! i don't want this ask to come off as mean or targeted at all so please don't take it that way, but i'm confused as to why you're still a my hero fan you don't seem to like the characters or the way that the story is headed, is it just hate watching (uhh,, consuming of media??) at this point? again it's cool if that's what it is, but you talk about the characters like they aren't that in depth, not just bakugou but. the other villains and also izuku too.

you said something about izuku just being happy and content with losing one for all in the new leaks, (in that same post you weren't caught up so i sorta get why you could draw to that conclusion,) but also izuku's character is known for bottling up his emotions.

Izuku's is always happy (even when he's not), the only time we really see him fall apart is his vigilante arc. yes throughout the story he is constantly crying, but again, never in situations that he is really hurt emotionally you know? We get to see his journey and his progress, it's all that he's ever wanted in life, to have a quirk and save people, so when that gets stripped away, he's gonna be a bit gutted no? thats what i think at least. the story started with "this is how i become the worlds greatest hero" but i think it's always been more about what make someone a hero, why people should want to be heros, and their stories behind it. why else create flawed characters like bakugou and shigaraki if not to show all the side of the story?

gosh, sorry didn't mean to write a whole essay, my words tend to get away from me. I would love to see your views once you do catch up tho.

Hmm. Well, I talked about some of my motivations in... that Gaiden post, I think, but if I wasn't OK with ranting, I wouldn't have made this account just to rant.

Why am I still a fan? And as an extended of that, still posting?

Spite.

No, seriously.

Like. When I first started reading MHA, I was amazed. It just felt so... refreshing, so unique; I loved how determined and kind Izuku was, I loved how human All Might was, I liked the variety apparent in the world, how rich it felt, all the potential to it. And then, before my eyes, I watched it rot away, so slowly I didn't even realize what was happening until it was already dead.

I miss what MHA was, and so much of this is... mourning, almost, for what was and could have been.

Also, like I said, spite, because I watched this fester before my eyes and honestly I want to call out each and every wound and point of rot on it's corpse, along with some desire for validation in finding people who agree with me.

'but you talk about the characters like they aren't that in depth, not just bakugou but. the other villains and also izuku too.'

Not... quite sure what you mean here? I think you mean that I think they're done badly? (And I do, so you're not wrong there.)

Alright, see, so I don't disagree with your logic here: Izuku is a mess. Izuku is a mess held together by lack of time (or not being allowed) to process his shit storm of a life and duty. He's gotten everything taken away from him.

He should be pissed. He should be feel destroyed, depressed.

But the keyword here is 'should'. And that is the problem, in a word. Izuku 'should' be upset. He 'should' be depressed.

But historically, things that 'should' happen regarding Izuku just... don't happen. From his abilities, to his opinion on himself, to other people's views on him... what 'should' happen, logically, just doesn't.

Also... let me pose a question:

Do you think Hori is going to end MHA with Izuku withering away from depression? That his friends, one by one, are going to abandon him, because they only ever really liked his Quirk, that his mom is going to die of disappointment of her useless son, that All Might will get killed by a three year old wielding a balloon? And that he'll die early, and the only one to attend his funeral will be Aizawa, out of obligation, and his entire summery of Izuku's life, and the inscription on his grave, will be 'Problem Child'?

Of course not. (Even though I get the feeling that Hori kind of does want that.) If he tried it, the editors would literally kill him. Less dramatically, they just wouldn't print it and make him rewrite it, because they don't want to fuck up the MHA cash cow at the finish line.

I'm not caught up, yet, but for this? I don't have to be. Stories like shonens follow basic structures, like a sort of skeletal system; you may not know the fine details, but you do know some things will happen. And shonens? They always have happy endings. Always. Even if the MC dies, they'll do it willingly, for a Great Cause(TM), and almost certainly go with a smile, and satisfied with their life choices. If it was a manga like Berserk, it would have been up in the air, because Berserk doesn't follow the same narrative rules, and so how it ends and what not are far more open to question than something like this (ignoring that, yes, Berserk ended too).

Fundamentally, MHA will not end with Izuku miserable. It basiclly can't.

That's why I say he'll be content, because he doesn't really have the time to be miserable before MHA finishes up. At worst, he'll have a brief shown moment of sad, because he reaches acceptance, because he won't be allowed to feel otherwise.

(Yeah, this doesn't feel targeted or anything, don't worry about it. If you get something more specific to ask me or whatever, knock yourself out.)

[httyddragonfox]

Leola's mother fic: Wish

The whole idea of Startouch elf reproduction boggles me as their essence is made of stars, but let's just say they can reproduce normally for this.

You and your husband were both fascinated in the world. He was interested in the secrets it and the universe had to offer. He was a curious soul, wanting to possess every secret of potential each primal source held. As for you, you couldn't help but admire the beauty of everything, how each source and secret flows into one another, how everything is connected, and the life existing in such ephemeral things. That's how the two of you were drawn together. Coming together, you made Leola.

Everything you thought about beauty was remade on the day she was born. She was the most beautiful being to ever exist. You were not put off by the fact she only had one horn, that just made her more beautiful in your eyes. She was so unique, no one else could ever compare, her one being made in this moment. The fact she was adored by Aaravos only confirmed the deep love you held for her. There was something that fascinated him more the secrets of the universe, that proved how precious she was. The love he held for her, made your love for him stronger.

You both called her "my little unicorn," and that nickname wasn't misplaced. As she grew she grew pure and innocent, with a large warm open heart. She was curious and clever like her father, and cared not about the flaws of mortals, much like you. However her compassion seemed much greater than yours, as you admired mortals as they were, she would spread her love amongst them. They loved her as she loved them. She had many friends, in animals, elves and humans. She even showed kindness to the plants surrounding her. She had moments of being odd, but you only saw them as lovely little quirks she had. You would not trade her for anyone else.

She knew how loved she was, and drew pictures for you and Aaravos. She drew pictures of him, her, them together, for you she drew pictures of flowers and trees, beautiful things she knew you loved.

You were all so happy in those short years.

Yet that happiness...in one instant...was taken from you.

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You begged, and argued with the council to spare your daughter. She was an innocent child who did no wrong and never sought to. You were willing to die for her, She had potential to be greater than you, she was much more beautiful than you were, her spark should not be snuffed out. They refused, the only mercy they gave was that either you or your husband could die with her if you chose.

Your spirit died in that moment, knowing there was nothing you could do to save her. There was no possible way to continue life, knowing such a beautiful child was murdered, was taken from you, that would be an injustice. You were so tempted to die, so your Leola wouldn't be alone where she went, so you wouldn't feel such agony of grief, yet you saw his eyes. He was angry, he possessed such a fury, one would be driven to do anything. What of the world Leola loved, what would happen to it? A bigger injustice, would be letting Leola's wish be unheard. So you chose to live, and protect the world she loved.

She was so scared when she died, but you did your best to comfort her before the end. You and your love cried for 100 years following her death, knealt over her fallen form. There were times you held him as he cried, times he held you, times you held each other, and times where you just let your tears fall. Your wailing could be heard to the stars, as the merciful one came and comforted you. You didn't want their comfort, you wanted nothing more to do with the stars and the heavens. From now on, you were solely earth-bound, as the heavens had betrayed you.

Both your hearts had dimmed. He became known as the midnight star, while you were the star of twilight. You and Aaravos hardly spoke anymore, there was no joy left in your life. Yet you had a mission. You continued where Leola left off, and taught the humans primal magic, entrusting the knowledge to the wise ones. You barely let yourself be known, lest the stars intervene then as well. Cloaked and mysterious, you taught them the makings of primal stones, taught them the ancient draconic words, and thus Elarion rose from the knowledge, as well as other major cities. You didn't limit your help to them, you also passed on advice and insight to elven cities, and the wise ones residing there. As for the dragons, you kept your distance.

Anak Arow garnered your disdain and contempt, you confronted the Dragon royalty after your greiving, telling them the result of the prince's actions. As much as they tried not to offend you, they didn't see any harm in what he had done. So you gave them a prophecy, Anak Arow will die in suffering, despair and agony, and it will be brought on entirely by his own fury and arrogance.

Even that couldn't dispell your pain.

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You heard how the humans aquired something dark and preverse. Sol Regum had gotten involved and was blinded, crippled, and apparently he also lost his mate. This seemed too convient.

As well, humans were content enough with primal magics, some even forging their own connections. Why would they seek out the destruction of magical creatures, just to aquire power they already obtained? Morever, how would they discover that the power within others could be taken and used? There was one you knew who understood all magics, even the deep and dangerous kind. You never thought he would share it with humanity. You thought maybe it wasn't him. You were hoping it wasn't.

Eventually the unicorns were all but wiped out and the continent was split. You could not ignore this any longer. As you two had barely spoke, you still knew how to find each other. You confronted him.

"Were you the one who did this? Did you teach the humans this magic?"

"They would have discovered it on their own, I just sped up the process."

"It was you, the unicorns are near dead, and it is your doing." You were in shock.

"Why would you do this? The humans were content enough with the primal secrets given to them, they could survive."

"They would not thrive. With this power they can stand on their own easily, they would not be threatened by those who look down on them."

"They are feared, the elves and dragons are disgusted by them; the whole race is being prosecuted when many of them are innocent."

"They are innocent, they only seek to help their people."

"You've taught them to murder for power. You've corrupted them. Murder is something that eats away at the spirit; even using what has been murdered for power...it's vile."

"It's what the humans need." You could not look at him.

"You were beautiful once...the humans can still be beautiful. This...is not beautiful. You wish for humans to have power over elves and dragons, with a power that can wipe them out. This is not the world our daughter wanted."

"No, this is the world the stars asked for when they murdered her."

"You rather give them what they expect, instead of trying to prove them wrong. Prove that humans having magic is no threat, instead you prove them right...you prove that our daughter's murder was justified." You could not help but cry.

"It will never be justified. They murdered an innocent child."

"What murder will this wrought? Too much to count." There was silence. "I will not go against you, as that would make Leola sad to know her parents are fighting each other, but I cannot stand with you."

He was not the elf you loved, even if you loved him still. He was not the father Leola loved. This was a stranger, a monster wracked with grief.

Before Xadia was truly split, you asked those at the Moon Nexus to let you see your child. You longed for her in those trying times. They warned you of the danger, that you could be lost. You didn't care, if you were you'd at least be with your daughter.

How could you face her though, her mother who failed to protect her? Seeing her again, you could not stop your tears. You apologized profusely. You expressed your desire to not leave her side. She was happy to see you, she still loved you.

"Mommy, please help Daddy. He is lost."

You still had a reason to live. So you agreed. How could save him without standing against him?

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When Luna Tenebris died you knew it was him, just as you knew it was him when Adititi disappeared. The elves and dragons went to war and threatened to destroy each other. It seemed Aaravos wished to destroy all of Xadia. There was an orphan, who wished to investigate the Chaos. She was tenacious, but she had a good heart. You presented her with Aaravos' key, it opened a book of power, but could also detect when power was near.

"To know what happened, you must know where it came from." That was all you told her. The Orphan found the source to be from the stars and travelled to the far north to determine who it could be, as they knew everything about the stars. They informed her only the Midnight Star was capable of such feats, as all the power was his to know. They gifted her with the Novablade, so she could deal with this Fallen star. She approached the Dragons, and told them of his treachery. That's when you approached her again.

She sought to slay the threat, you had to inform her that would not work.

"After a star's body is slain, their essence retreats to the heavens and they reforge their form when the stars align again."

"There has to be some way to kill him."

"The only way a startouch elf can be killed is when they are in the heavens, their star would be forced to fall to earth, but only startouch elves may enter the heavens, it's not for mortals to tread."

"You knew it was Aaravos when you talked with me before, didn't you?"

"There isn't much I don't know."

"Then why not just reveal what you knew?"

"It's not my destiny to reveal the truth."

"You know him don't you." This made you freeze in your pacing.

"The cube, it glows with the same power around you as it does him. You're of his kin...one of the great ones." She could see your eyes now had an intense hatred inside of them.

"That is technically true."

"Then you could deal with him, if only a startouch elf can kill one."

"Even if I chose to help you, it is for nought. We must be in the heavens to end his life, and neither him nor I will step foot there."

"Why not?" You turned to her sharply, your eyes were filled with hatred and anger, but also saddness and grief.

"We wish not to have anything more to do with them!"

"How can we stop him then?" You softened. She generally cared for everyone around her and wished for peace, a world that Leola wished for.

"Not easily. He can forsee the future if he knows what to look for, and has the power of all sources. If you let him, he will continue to unleash chaos upon the land. For starters, you must not let him know what you know, act as though you are unaware. Then, you must trap his essence. He could go anywhere he pleases such is his power, but to trap his essence, his power would be limited. He would still have power regardless, so no one can know his location, or else he will get them to free him."

So she forged alliances, the dragons, elves and humans together worked together to forge his prison, with special mention to the human mage known as the jailer. The orphan sought my help, one final key to stopping Aaravos.

"You know where he will be, you could help us trap him." You sighed.

"If I do this, there is no going back for me." The Orphan was confused, but you agreed. You told her of where you could find the most opportune time to trap him, and agreed to distract him so it could happen. This would be a betrayal to him, but he had already betrayed you when he lost sight of himself.

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"What do you hope to gain from having Xadia detroy itself?" You asked him one day.

"Why do you assume that's my goal?" You gave him an incredulous look.

"The elves and dragons are at war with each other. They seek to destroy each other, similar to the use of dark magic, destroying the magical folk. I know you well, Aaravos." He chuckled. "What do you hope to gain? All of this is chaos."

"That's the point of all of this. The cosmic order believes humans having magic would bring chaos and destruction, so that's what it's getting."

"You wish to play into the destiny that is written, instead of writing a different story."

"Do not tell me you are defending the cosmic order, the very thing that issued our daughter to death."

"You seek to destroy it, but what else would you destroy in your path? I agree it is cruel, to condemn a child who meant no harm, but cruelty will be ended with love, not more cruelty!"

"You wish to show love and mercy upon those who haevn't had enough cruelty thrust upon them to know our pain. They deserve to suffer as we have. As I continue to suffer."

"Do not mistake my inaction as apathy, Aaravos! Who cried that ocean with you!? Who stayed by your side the entire 100 years and wept with you over what we lost!? I want nothing more to do with the stars and if I never see them again it would be too soon! That does not justify vengeance, Leola would not have wished it."

"Maybe not, but Leola is gone due to the cruelty of the world, so I must be cruel in return."

"I really hope you can come to your senses, Aaravos and see what our daughter truly desired." Aaravos was then trapped. Your eyes gazed at him with tears. You've truly lost everything now. Aaravos' eyes see you as just another traitor. How could you face him again? The jailor would hide the prison, and then hide herself until the day she died, all so no one could know where he was.

It's a sad irony that he was placed in your daughter's grave, but maybe being closer to her would remind him of who she was and what she would want.

[luvingjeanie]

HII I'm here for a jjk matchup!!! :3

Personality: ENFP. If I were to described myself as people/characters I'd be Pinkie Pie, Mitsuri, and CaseOh all mixed together 😭I'm really outgoing and kind, so kind that sometimes I hate being too kind but at the same time I wish I were kinder😓. I'm loud. Really loud. I swear I don't mean it I just get exited really easily and stuff!! I'm also childish, but I'm very mature for my age, very understanding, and extremely helpful. If you need help with something, I'll do it. You need a drink? On it! You need me to take your dishes to the sink? I already got your plate in my hand! (I love helping people (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) ) Anyways, even though I'm really cheerful and stuff I'm very sensitive, but I bottle up my feelings and make myself busy by doing things to take my mind off of almost everything so I don't think.

Likes/Hobbies: I LOVE MUSIC (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) I listen to music all the time!! I play the Flute, Electric guitar, Violin, and Keyboard. I also love singing and I'm good at it too! I like writing and making up stories, I'm a little delusional .. that's okay, we've all been there.... Right? 😅 ANYWAYS I'm favorite artist of all time is Laufey!! I REALLY REALLY REALLY LOOOVVEEE LAUFEY(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) She's so awesome!!!

Dislikes: old white men, ngl they scare me. Also scared of men in general. Sooo uhhh, yeah. 🙏🏾 I don't like my mommy, she sucks. I hate people like that one ugly guy who smiles with his gums, he does those debates and says "did you know that fetus means little baby in Latin?" SHUT UPPP K** NO ONE LIKES YOU😡😡 like the people who go on those shows are so strong because I would shove the mic down his throat.

Anywho... I hate being hot and sweaty. It makes me mad

Fears: men. Again. Falling in love with a man. Sighhhh... I'm also really really really scared of heights, the dark, being alone, bugs... Chihuahuas. (ONE CHASED ME AROUND MY WHOLE NEIGHBORHOOD AND I WAS SO SCARED). I'm the biggest wimp you'll meet, but yk, I'm black for a reason. I'm just a girl trying to survive without dying by falling off of a rollercoaster at the strawberry festival or something

Sexuality/type: I'm pansexual born to be a lesbian. With girls, I don't have a type just as long as you let me cling to you, you're not racist or sexist, taller than me, and you mostly always make the first move. With boys? Oh lordy. Its a whole thing. You have to be a feminist first of all, you can't be like a wannabe nonchalant dude who gives me no attention, you can't be not funny, you have to be pretty, you can't have bad music(only listing to one music genre and not be open to listening to other music genres.), you can't be ready big and bulky (boys like that scare me), you can't have bad fashion, and you gotta be nice.

Appearance: I'm 5'2, I have darkish brown skin, I'm chubby, and I have PINK HAIR! I love my pink hair :3. I shave my eyebrows to be thin because they're kinda fat, and I have a round face. If I were to describe my looks as a character, it would be Uraraka from mha but with pink hair and brown skin. Also, I don't look my weight because I carry my weight well. My thighs and calves are really strong, my thighs are fat, they're as big as my head and that's really saying something 😓🙏🏾

Fashion!: I Loveee Vivianne Westwood, but guess what??? I'm broke!! Ahhahaha

Anyways. If I wasn't a broke teenager, I'd probably dress like Miwako from Paradise Kiss!

Love language: for me, quality time and physical touch. If we stop handing out or we're not around each other a lot I'll probably think you hate or something 😭, if I fall in love, I fear I'd latch onto you and never ever let go unless you're not comfortable with it😓. I love hugs, kisses and holding hands. Im a fat hopeless romantic but I'm in complet denial that I'll ever fall in love because I don't think I'm capable of commiting to someone and them to see my flaw and stuff, but I'm sure with the right girl or perfect guy it'll happen.

Quirks: I sniff my arm. It's weird. Ik. Really odd, but I've been doing it ever since I was just a wee girl. I get flustered really easily. I can't flirt, at all, but when someone flirts with me I'm either like "huh..?" Or "!!!!". I'm like Ed(stop I forgot his name) from good burger, when that one girl was like "I'm hungry for you" and he was like "well I'm not edible 😀". I'm slow...

Artist i listen to: Laufey, Mitski, Tommy February6, Anri, Trapnests(from Nana) Blast(From Nana), K-ON!!, Lamp, Chappelle Rona, Pierce The Veil, MCR, Doechii, Sabrina Carpenter, Ayesha Erotica, SZA, Megan Thee Stallion, and Doja Cat.

ANYWAYS THANKS YOU SO MUCH SORRY ITS SO LONG

Btw my name is Caroline :DD

paradise kiss??? nana??? vivienne westwood??? caroline, girl ur my SOULMATEEEE!! also the charlie kirk mention fucking killed me i wanna be ur friend so bad LMAOOO

for these hc's i will give you the money to dress exactly like miwako <3

your jjk match is kugisaki nobara!!

must be love by laufey is now playing...

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✮ nobara is your best friend and girlfriend in one, you're always gossiping, laughing, shopping, and doing each other's makeup!! based on the way you type, express yourself, and the way you have described your personality i'd say you're pretty simila to yuuji, and despite how they bicker, nobara and yuuji are best friends! you've always got on with nobara well, but she always thought you were sososo pretty and unique, so it didn't take long for you two to become more :)

✮ not to mention your fashion?? god, she's floored and she admires you so much. the intricate lace, the vivienne westwood, the boldness, the fact you would always dress so prettily even when just running to the corner store had her obsessed and smitten. she absolutely considers being able to rob your closet a perk in your relationship. whatever you have that's also in her size?? you now share it. what's yours is now hers, sorry!

✮ nobara too hates charlie kirk, so best believe you're both raging over any of his debates, going absolutely insane in the jujutsu high common room (yuuji is terrified btw). she gets REALLY into insulting kirk too, she delivers to most devastating blows to him, and when you piggyback off what she's said? you're both on the floor dying.

✮ she's in love with your singing, everything you do impresses her but your singing has her bragging about her cool ass, talented girlfriend to everyone who will listen. but despite bragging, it makes her heart swell.

✮ UGH im imagining you two in her dorm while she's listening to you sing bewitched by laufey now i can't do this

✮ despite both lobing fashion, you two dress very differently, which nobara loves, she enjoys the contrast. nobara is more the cool girl next door, very trendy and cutsey, whereas there are clear influences from coquette and lolita sub cultures in how you dress!

✮ because of this some dates are genuinely you just swapping styles! you drses her, she dresses you, you do her makeup, she does yours! and the night is finished with face masks and a gossip session over snacks and boba (which you both made yuuji and megumi get)

✮ quality time is just something that's guaranteed with nobara. your interests are similar, not to mention you're basically just best friends who kiss and are also super super in love with each other. it's hard to see one of you without seeing the other, you become a pair. if one is seen without the other, the first thing people do is ask where your missing half is

✮ i hc that nobara is a huge fan of seasonal activities too, so winter is full of christmas markets, snow angel making, and ice skating, whereas summer is all about buying cute swim suits and going to the beach, applying each other's sun screen, eating ice cream, and going to theme parks!

✮ and your instagrams are just the cutest. you're the first photo for all her photo dumps, and she carefully crafts cute layouts to post you on her story. the bickering you two have done over choosing what song to post each other to is insane.

✮ nobara is secretly a cheesy girl, she's a romantic, and she loves touching her girlfriend. hand kisses are her personal weakness, but she loves kissing your cheek! although, she's careful, she'll never do it to the point she ruins your makeup, she respects the craft too much to do that

✮ and holding hands? it's a classic for a reason, she loves your hands, she loves being able to show you off to anyone near. in the same way to you, she'll think that you hate her if you let go for a second, and she will get SO petty about it too, like she'' refuse to hold your hand the next time you try

✮ but pouting and looking all sad gets her to change her tune very quickly!!

✮ in terms of your personality, she adores your kindness, but your helpfulness? she thinks it's the sweetest thing!!! genuienly hearts in her eyes when you refill her drink, or tie her shoes.

✮ but god forbid someone tries to take advantage of it!! she's on them immediately. if she thinks someone is asking for help too much simply because they know you will, hell hath no wrath like kugisaki nobara

✮ she resorts to publicy embarrassing them

"why are you asking caroline, huh??? mommy never teach you how to pour a glass of water yourself??"

"i dunnoo... at your big age i'd be super embarrassed if i had to ask someone to do something so simple for me... but, i guess that's just me, right?"

✮ all in all, your relationship with nobara is almost perfect. the closest you get to arguing if little lovers tiffs over what movie you should watch, or which face mask you should do that night. you get each other completely, she has your back and you have hers :)

[ybblue]

Your Boyfriend, Blue

I'm fleshing out what my YB is like since I'm rather fond of the idea everyone has a unique YB just for them. Feel free to keep reading!

Stats:

Nickname: Blue Age: 29 Pronouns: He/Him Skin Color: Blue Eye Color: Blue Hair: He has short hair!

In this universe, everyone is a 'blurbo,' which I am defining here to mean "blob-like character," where your hair/skin tend to match colors, people can be any color, and everyone is even more cartoonishly drawn than normal.

YB, himself, appears much more docile and soft, filling the role of a sub male yandere. YB in this universe is named Blue by his Y/N.

Myers-Briggs Type: ESFJ (extraverted, observant, feeling, judging) Core Traits: Warm Affection, Energetic, Detail-Orientated Flaws: Obsessive, Insecure, Hesitant Quirks: Stalker, Pop Culture Nerd, Aspiring YouTuber

While most YB are antisocial, Blue is really great at fitting in and hiding his antipathy from people around him. He knows you need people to survive, and he makes due. (In a meta sense, he was born later than his counterparts in the other universes and has seen what being a vicious asshole gets you in the end - your Y/N's hatred!)

Blue knows he has a lot of natural charisma and puts it to work. He is very extraverted and people tend to like him. Given how much practice he has put into his façade, Blue is quite good at convincing others that he likes them and he can get along with practically anyone.

Random Factoids:

(As spoken in his voice.)

"I'd have to say my favorite color is purple. Why? No reason. I just like the color." (His Y/N has purple skin in this world.)

"Mmm, favorite food, now we're talking! It's so hard to pick just one thing, you know? If I want to sound sophisticated, I should say I like something fancy, maybe something French? But, if I'm being honest with you, the minute I smell movie theater popcorn, I go feral."

"Naturally, my favorite book changes all the time, but most recently I read This Is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone, and it's blown me away. There's just something about the way those two characters love each other... It's beautiful, and I relate to it, though I don't think I can really explain why. I heard about the book from some guy on Twitter named Bigolas Dickolas."

"So, everyone has a favorite movie, right? Really, it's more like a comfort movie. It's a movie you watch that always cheers you up or just reminds you of the best things in life. There's this silly little movie called Densha Otoko, Train Man in English. It's this Japanese flick that's supposedly based on a true story of some guy who saved a girl from being harassed on a train. He falls in love with the girl, but he's too shy to ask her out. Random people on the internet on a more wholesome version of 4ch*n basically cheer lead him into asking the girl out. Really, the whole movie is sweet. It always lifts my spirits when I see it."

"There's only four seasons, but all of them are pretty good in my opinion. Just when you get fed up with one season, the next one is just around the corner. I guess, gun to my head, I'd pick winter, but I can't really explain why that is. Winter just seems... and pardon my pun... like the coolest time of year. Everything is dark, things are dying, and honestly the cold is used to represent a lot of villains in stories. But, on the flip side, winter is when most people have a lot of holidays and get togethers and the like. Not that I experienced it for myself yet... but, I think winter might be the best season because its easier to justify snuggling up with your partner. Just thinking about pulling someone close under the blankets while you watch a cliché holiday movie... doesn't that sound like fun?"

"Dogs! I love dogs for sure. They are so loyal, you know? Supposedly if you kick a dog, it will still love you, not that I'm advocating for that, but I just think its fascinating for a creature to love so unconditionally. Maybe its weird, but I relate to that a little bit."

Well, that's all I have for now. I really like Blue a lot, so I'll probably post some more random stuff. I might even make an attempt to draw random comic stuff with him in it.

[onlyjaeyun]

Dude I fucking loved CH wth 🤭

I'm being so honest right now, you had me invested from the very beginning, there's something about the way you write your characters that make them feel like actual humans, and I loved every second of it

Starting with oc obviously, i was completely enamored by her, bc yeah she's an absolute baddie, she's good at her job, knows what she's doing, is loving, honest, smart, and so freaking pretty. But she also has some heavy ass baggage, is still learning how to navigate her way through life, puts her loved ones (found family) above anything else, which we know has its good and bad side, and is learning to love and honor herself in a more healthy way

The pain was real whenever the angst waves came around, seeing all the shit she had to put up with, and never prioritizing herself, but that only made me love even more those steps of growth, confidence, self respect, and accountability she kept on taking after every hardship. (I legit started tearing up at the part about owning her pleasure, and understanding that regardless of whoever her sexual partner was, the decisions, vulnerability and enjoyment are hers to own and live to the fullest).

Same thing with all the relationships in the story, from the Nishimuras bond, history, and fight to actually be left alone by that bitchass family, to each of the friendships, between the boys, with yn individually, and with tsuki 😭😭😭 I love them so much you have no idea, they're SO FUCKING ADORABLE, AND REAL, AND GOOD AND REASSURING TO EACH OTHER I CANNOTJDJDIW

Anyway yeah, those are the type of friends people need, their advice, company, humor, love, admiration, respect, protectiveness, and sincerity. I just thank for taking so much time into developing each of their dynamics, personalities and quirks

And how could I not, our main ship, my babies HoonYn and their entire fucking story, interactions, chemistry, and bond had me giggling, crying, punching the air, kicking my feet, and sobbing of frustration, pain, and pride all in the span of 5 hours (yes I read the entire series in one sitting, no I did not sleep at all, yes it was absolutely worth it)

Anyway, I feel like that's a whole lot of rambling and I'm barely making any sense -also I'm sleep deprived and English is not my first language, so I apologize for all the mistakes here-, but overall, I just wanted to congratulate and thank you for conveying so many struggles we have to get through in the daily, you didn't shy away from the mental health struggles, the flaws of the characters, the shittines of life itself, the absolute NEED for honest and understanding communication in ANY kind of relationship, and the inmense impact a friendship can have in our lives, as well as our own strength, determination.

I really don't know if this ended up making any sense, but yeah, thank you for your hard and amazing work, you're a great writer fr, please take care of yourself and have an awesome day <3 <3 <3 <3

🥺 asks like this with such detailed feedback is just..like an actual live letter you guys

thank you SO so so so much, i know i sound like a broke record at this point but there's just not enough words of gratitude could use to show you just how much i appreciate this and you. thank you for taking the time out of your day to send me this and for being so kind, sweet and enthusiastic about it.

asks like theye give me a glimpse of my work from your POV and it never fails to make me so excited and happy and just so so so excited, i hope you know this is everything to me. im so happy to know just how much you've enjoyed reading it and all the characters too so rhank yoj for all of this, i love you so much 🥺🥺🥺🥺🤍☁️💫

[littlecatto]

Still falling for you, every day.

Happy 100 days, baby. I’m so grateful to have you by my side, and I always will be. These 100 days have been filled with beautiful memories, even if they haven’t all been easy. But I believe as long as we keep holding hands, we’ll be just fine.

Counting these months with you as my lover has been something I truly cherish. Let’s keep going, for many more months and beyond. Thank you for your warmth, for making me feel safe, loved, and more than enough.

Everything we’ve been through still feels as special as the first day I chose to love you. I hope you stay the same—the soul I fell in love with. Let’s take everything that’s been broken and turn it into hope, prayers, and better dreams.

I hope you grow into everything you’re meant to be—with me by your side. I’ll always support and care for you. So let’s keep holding each other’s hands, tighter and longer.

🍏 1ÖÖ Reasons Why I Love My Boyfriend 🍎

He makes me feel safe.

His smile instantly brightens my day.

He listens—even when I ramble.

He supports my dreams no matter how big or small.

He never gives up on us.

He holds my hand like it means everything.

His hugs feel like home.

He remembers the little things.

He accepts me at my worst.

He cheers me on when I doubt myself.

He makes me laugh when I want to cry.

He believes in me more than I do.

He makes me feel beautiful even on my worst days.

He calms me without saying a word.

He respects my opinions.

He’s my peace after a long day.

He gives me forehead kisses.

He treats me like a priority.

He’s patient with me.

He sees the best in me—even when I don’t.

He always checks on me.

He chooses me every day.

He’s silly with me when no one’s watching.

He texts me “good morning” and “good night.”

He talks to me about everything.

He makes me feel heard.

He’s proud of me.

He supports my independence.

He knows when something’s wrong—even when I don’t say it.

He never makes me feel alone.

He makes ordinary days feel special.

He talks about our future.

He makes time for me.

He trusts me.

He give mee kisses everyday.

He laughs at my weird jokes.

He matches my energy.

He never lets me feel unloved.

He gives the best cuddles.

He looks at me like I’m his whole world.

He’s not afraid to show he cares.

He protects me—physically and emotionally.

He reminds me of my worth.

He loves my flaws.

He gives me space when I need it.

He forgives easily.

He comforts me when I overthink.

He respects my boundaries.

He introduces me proudly.

He notices the details.

He encourages my growth.

He laughs with me, not at me.

He never judges me.

He motivates me to be better.

He shares his thoughts openly.

He’s emotionally available.

He never makes me feel like a burden.

He surprises me, even in small ways.

He remembers what matters to me.

He lets me be myself.

He makes effort.

He looks out for me.

He compliments me sincerely.

He values my happiness.

He makes me feel like the luckiest girl.

He knows how to calm my anxiety.

He’s consistent.

He doesn’t take me for granted.

He’s proud to love me.

He reassures me when I feel insecure.

He’s my safe space.

He encourages my passions.

He holds me when I cry.

He’s honest—even when it’s hard.

He shares his dreams with me.

He trusts me with his heart.

He takes care of me when I’m sick.

He’s gentle with my feelings.

He includes me in his plans.

He wants to grow with me.

He respects my past.

He makes me excited for forever.

He always finds time to talk.

He sends random sweet messages.

He loves me for who I am.

He doesn’t try to change me.

He lets me be soft.

He respects my silence.

He laughs with his whole heart.

He lets me in.

He makes even silence feel comfortable.

He knows my love language.

He tries—always.

He chooses kindness.

He makes me feel wanted.

He doesn’t give up on us.

He accepts my quirks.

He makes love feel easy.

He’s my best friend.

He’s simply… him—and that’s enough.

See you for the next 100 200 300 days and many moreee, Byby, I Love You, always. 🩷

With Love,

Yours

[starryduckpond]

Anyone who says that OG Drakepad is unhealthy, are we even watching the same show?

A well-written relationship has complexities and flaws and mutual growth by learning from each other.

Darkwing has consistently been shown to hold Launchpad’s opinion in such high regard. Whether it’s simply trying to impress him in a setting where it’s just the both of them, to asking desperately if he’s going too far in his self-confidence, to trusting him with stories about his life.

He did struggle with that at first. There was a whole episode where Launchpad has to make a point to remind him that while he is a sidekick, they’re both still heroes risking their lives. Drake does still struggle at times, but all Launchpad needs to do is remind him verbally now.

He loves complaining and criticizing people, but never at Launchpad’s expense or discomfort.

That, in return, shows Launchpad’s patience for him. His loyalty, his respect, his love for him!

Ever since he became his sidekick, Launchpad has been shown to love getting to know Drake. His quirks, his mannerisms, his flaws. He accepts all of him without a second thought. He has said that every day with him is an adventure!

He’s his number one fan. He loves what Darkwing stands for. No matter what Drake chooses to do in his life, Launchpad wants to be by his side.

2017 Drakepad lacks all of this. They got along from the start. There’s no conflict, no depth, nothing! Even individually, it’s a disservice to both of their characters.

The fact that the Darkwing persona isn’t even Drake’s original concept, making him a glorified cosplayer.

Launchpad’s compliments isn’t even about Drake himself. He’s gushing over the show and comparing him to it.

DT17 took away everything that was special about Drakepad.

[elysianslove]

haikyuu boys and tropes that suit them!

includes: kageyama tobio, iwaizumi hajime, oikawa tōru, sakusa kiyoomi, miya osamu, miya atsumu, suna rintarō

(possibly part 1??? consider this an apology for not posting as much 💔)

kageyama tobio — practice kissing. 

kageyama is, as embarrassing as it is for him to admit this, inexperienced, greatly so. he’s in his third year of high school, 18, and is yet to have his first kiss. college is approaching him dauntingly quick, and he doesn’t think he can handle being as clueless as he is for any longer. so while you’re sat on his bed scrolling through his phone, he bluntly asks you if you’ve ever kissed someone. he seemed so confident, and the words were straightforward and lacked any sign of anxiety or uneasiness. but the moment they left his mouth, he’s red in the face and his hands are shaking. when you agree to help him practice, he’s scared, shy, flustered, and his heart is in his throat, but he lets you lead the, setting the pace yourself as you sit before him, his face in your hands, pulling him closer to you. it’s electrifying, to put it to the least. he’d heard a million horror stories from his upperclassmen about first kisses, but he finds himself unable to relate. everything about the kiss and you is perfect, and he asks for more practice, starts looking forward to theses ‘sessions.’ he starts growing more and more confident, until he’s the one flustering you, the one making you gasp and squirm and mewl, not the other way around. and maybe he’ll find it in him to confess. maybe. 

iwaizumi hajime — friends to lovers. 

in general, with iwaizumi, he has a hard time believing in that he’s meant for a relationship, in that he has his own person, and for many reasons. he tries to be rational about it, saying he has other priorities at the moment, that he won’t be able to give his all, that he’s not particularly ready or in the right headspace/situation to commit to a person and a relationship. but it’s also, deep down, because of this indescribable fear of not being enough, of his flaws being too much, of being too imperfect. he just chooses not to get a headache over it, honestly. that’s why friends to lovers is perfect for him. it’s this person who he’s known for a long time, someone he’s come to know so well, so deeply, and vice versa. they’ve seen the bad and good of each other, been through all the ups and downs, learnt all their quirks, their habits, their tendencies. this is someone who is already a priority, someone who is already a constant. of course, he still hurts his head thinking about how wrong it is to have feelings for his friend, and the shame and guilt eats at him from the inside out. but it’s just so— easy. to love them. it’s so, so easy, as easy as breathing. and iwaizumi spends such a large amount of time pining and yearning that the final straw, the snap, the breathless confession, is so satisfying. 

oikawa tōru — enemies to lovers. 

oikawa wants and needs someone that’ll both keep him on his toes, always pushing him to the very edge but not completely over. he needs someone that excites him, someone that he has to work to earn. the word enemies is blurry to him. all he sees is someone playing hard to get, and he takes it as a challenge. it’s not that he wants and needs everyone to be in love with him and how dare you not be swooning at the sight of me!! it’s more that this person intrigues him impossibly. this person challenges him, bites back, and bites back hard. and the transition from enemies to lovers is so smooth with him, because it’s unpredictable and unexpected. one moment you’re swearing at him across the hall, the next you’re tenderly massaging at his injured knee and reassuring him of his hard work and efforts. it’s beautiful, really. the snarky comments and the flirty comebacks and the glares returned with playful grins, and them the moment of realization that opens up a whole new door that this person isn’t so bad after all. the satisfaction of finally giving in, either so slowly, so carefully and timidly, or rushed, hurried and desperate. so good. 

sakusa kiyoomi — there was only one bed! 

sakusa does not share. it’s nothing personal (sometimes it is), but he just prefers to have his own private space, where he can be comfortable. but things happen! like a trip where you’re stuck in the same room! and there’s only one bed! and the person you’re stuck with is the same person you’re very confused in regards to your feelings about them! the trip is a couple of days, and so it starts with the offer to sleep on the couch. it’s very uncomfortable, but he does it anyways, because a) he’s a gentleman, and b) you both now each have your private, safe space. two days pass, and you both tiredly pass out on the bed next to one another. he wakes up before you in horror and falls onto the couch quickly, but he doesn’t fall asleep again. as if this were fate’s play, you find yourself unable to sleep, and neither can he, so you quietly scoot over, a silent invitation. reluctantly, he accepts. he doesn’t spend that night sleeping either, instead simply stares at you, his hand outreaching for you, but not quite touching. eventually comes a day when he wakes up with your face buried in his shoulder, and although his cheeks are as warm as ever, he doesn’t feel uncomfortable. he only feels grateful to be finally touching you. 

miya osamu — soft only for their lover. 

it’s not that osamu is rude to others, or hates everyone else, or anything along those lines. it’s more that he’s less likely to open up, be vulnerable, be softer, easier than compared to with his partner. with his lover, he smiles easier, expressions are readable, his eyes always a dead giveaway to what’s on his mind. he’s colder and less approachable to others, but it’s almost as if his resolve melts the moment he spots his lover. he could be yelling at someone, angrily, then turn to his partner and in the softest voice say, “just a moment, my love,” and go back to yelling as if it were completely normal. similarly, he will always take his lover’s side of the argument regardless of whether they’re right or wrong. and, he’ll be kissing his lover, but pause for a moment to deck his brother, then return to kissing his lover again even softer. it’s because his lover owns such a big part of his heart, and when osamu loves, he loves with every part of him. he’s been called out on it multiple times; the fact that he’s so much meaner and harsher and stubborn with everyone else, including his brother, but it’s always the opposite with you. you are his soft spot, really, and it tickles your tummy whenever you notice the little changes and shifts in his attitude and personality when it comes to you. 

miya atsumu — enemies to lovers. 

unlike with oikawa’s case, you and atsumu genuinely hate each other. you despise his attitude, his cockiness, his ideals, his approaches, his voice, his hair, everything, and likewise, he can’t stand you. he’d only ever been rude to you, and in response, you’d defended yourself by being equally as rude. this isn’t playing hard to get enemies, this is i hate your guts enemies. rarely does being in a room with him not result in some sort of argument. your mutual friends are all fed up, of the arguments, the fighting, the smack talk behind one another’s backs, the complaining, everything. it’s infuriating, and so they beg you to talk it out, to try and resolve whatever it was going on between you, but either he wouldn’t cooperate, or you wouldn’t. it seemed hopeless, until at some point in time, you get badly hurt, maybe mentally or physically, but atsumu finds himself worried unbelievably. it’s irrational to be, especially with your history with one another. but he’s worried, insanely so, and when he finds you, finds out you’re okay, or you will be, the relief that fills him is dizzying and so, scary. but maybe the both of you were just projecting onto each other, the fact that you so badly wanted each other but felt like you couldn’t do anything. 

suna rintarō — brother’s best friend. 

it’s a dash of forbidden love, a dash of friends to lovers. he’s your brother’s best friend, older than you, and it’s wrong, you know it is, but you can’t help it. on the days he’s invited over, you purposely make sure to stay at home, and you make excuses to pass by your brother’s room constantly, to talk to him. he knows you like him, knows you’re desperately chasing after him in your own subtle way, and for a while, suna lets you. he acts dumb, none the wiser, lets you have your little fun of sneaking snaps of him to send to your friends and when you purposely press your leg against his sitting next to him on the couch or when you offer your lollipop after you suck on it. he indulges you, slightly, subtly. and when he sees it suitable, finds it right, he starts to return the advances: he accidentally arrives a little earlier than planned to your home when he’s invited, and he passed by you in school more often, and he makes up excuses to text you all the time. eventually, the sexual tension is unbearable, suffocating, incredibly overwhelming, and when it snaps, nothing else matters. just the two of you. he’s experienced, good with his words and his hands and his mouth and he’s a dream. and all you do is fall deeper, and deeper, and deeper. 

[thotsforvillainrights]

Can I request some domestic everyday life with Skeptic and fem reader? Thanks!

(Absolutely! I love that man so much! I tried not to go into too much detail with the reader I think since I want all Skeptic fans to insert themselves as well, so I hope that was okay!!!)

~Everyday life with Tomoyasu~

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-Simultaneously the best and worst person to date (in this case I’ll say be married to). Okay let’s take it back, he’s not the worst per se...but he’s got his little quirks and flaws here and there. 

-To be honest you had no clue this man had feelings for you when you first met him. You started working at Detnerat and one day a group came to meet with your boss Yotsubashi. They claimed it was a weekly thing so you’d just have to get used to it. In that group, far in the back there he was. You couldn’t see his eyes, just the frown he gave you when he saw you. There was something about him that scared you at first. To be honest it was justified considering he was an asshole to you when you’d first met each  other. After Yotsubashi introduced you to everyone (and evaluated whether or not you needed to be in on the loop) you had come to learn his name was Tomoyasu Chikazoku, also operating under the name Skeptic. These days Curious and the others joke about how shocking it is that the two of you were meant to be. The first few times you’d ever spoken to him was when he was insulting your work. “How could the grand leader ever have hired you for this company is beyond me. Look at all the mistakes on this report here alone. You’re certainly lacking in every department that matters and you’re a detriment to not only this company but the Liberation movement as well.”

-Those were a whole lot of mean words for a man that had a fast heartbeat and sweaty hands at the moment. 

-He was actually very frustrated with himself that he fell for you. To him it didn’t make a lick of sense. How could someone make him feel this way from simply a first look? It’s like one of those cheesy songs that come on the radio! Yet here he was digging up info about you instead of working. He tried not to dive so deep but it was hard when he was curious about what you did to him. He suspected it was some sort of alluring quirk but to his surprise (because I said so) you were completely quirkless. He wasn’t sure how to address these new feelings he had so he combated them with anger. That’s why every time you came near him he was rude to you. He was hoping maybe he could push you away so he could get back to feeling normal again...so he could focus on something other than you again. It didn’t work of course. You were persistent and he was nothing to you when it came to brutish behavior. You’d heard and been through worse. You combated him with a smile. ‘Kill em with kindness’ was your method and by God it was working. He knew it had gotten out of control when he bugged you with hidden microphone on your lunch date with Trumpet and Curious just so he could gather some intel as to whether or not you were single. He smiled from ear to ear when he heard what he needed to hear. Now he just had to figure out how to stop running and finally ask you to be his. You’d beaten him to punch since Curious gossiped to you that she suspected Tomoyasu as having feelings for you. 

-He had never been so annoyed but happy at the same time. 

-Some time passed, dates and wedding and whatnot, and here you were. Living with this man was truly something else. He was neat yet clean at the same time. It was like an organized chaos if you will. His office was the absolute worse in the entire house. The wires and various monitors, papers scattered everywhere, oh my God! But every time you try to pick one of them up he stops you. “It’s where I need it to be. If you move it then you’ll mess everything up.” He grumbles while you roll your eyes. “Everything is already messed up, you nitwit.” You tease him with a yank to his hair. He turns around and glares at you for a moment before getting back to work. (He’ll never admit how crazy it makes him feel when you pull his hair. We won’t go into detail unless requested but I’m sure you can imagine it ;) 

-Finally you get him to agree to organizing his life somewhat. You get him shelves and cabinets to file away his papers and some wire clamps to organize the mess of electrical spaghetti snaking its way throughout the room. He doesn’t admit he needed this help, but he does thank you silently with a soft kiss. Without you lets be honest, his office would flow out into the rest of the house and he’d be living in a digital nightmare. Speaking of that, he never admits how much he needs you when it comes to his work either. Tomoyasu will work his fingers to the bone if he needed to. Being a board member at Feel Good really takes a toll on most. He’s seen a lot of people get promoted and step right back down after about a month or two of being at the top. It’s a difficult job if you don’t know what you’re doing and sometimes it can be like drowning. He refuses to drown and stays on the top of all of his projects no matter what. The cost of this is him losing his normal sleep schedule. There have been times when he’s stayed up for 2 days straight, only surviving on coffee and crackers as he typed until his fingers cramped up. Now that you were here, you made sure he didn’t do this to himself again. You made sure to force him to take a break even if that meant you needed to grab him by the ear and drag him out of that damned room. 

-He was a stubborn man but give it a few minutes of a scalp massage and he’s all yours. You had some sort of magic over him he swears, but right now he’s far too comfy to try and break away from your touches. In fact, it seemed like your touch was the key to basically everything. Your really had the key to his heart honestly. You were like different sides of the same coin. You also tended to keep him in line when his anger ate away at him. It was difficult when he had a public appearance to keep up. No one should be attacked by a member of one of the biggest tech companies there was. That could cost him his reputation AND his job...although he wasn’t too worried considering he had back-up plans at his comrades’ companies. Still, the man had his own demons to battle when it came to his anger. You could always tell when he was slipping away whenever those veins starting popping up on his face and he started gritting his teeth. Once of the things you do to prevent it from escalating to this point is basically never letting him drive when the roads are busy. He has the most road rage between the both of you. Despite him having those little flaws, he never lets his anger get out of control around you. He couldn’t forgive himself if he ever did.

-How lucky for you that he knows how to cook. In fact (unless you’re a certified chef) he cooks better than you. You should take the time to relax while he takes over dinner. When he’s not busy with work then he’s in the kitchen actually cooking something for the both of you to eat. That being said, do not think he can bake just because he can cook. He avoids recipes that require baking things since he somehow manages to always mess them up no matter what. 

-He prefers staying in for dates rather than going out. It’s not like he’s allergic to sunlight or anything, he just prefers being in the house with you. This might be annoying if you’re the type of person that likes to go out more than stay indoors. His favorite thing to do is put you in his lap while he runs code for the company. If it begins to bother you that he’s working on date night then he’ll shut it down for you. Sometimes if he’s in the mood, you two dance together in the living room while a speaker plays softly in the background. Times like that feel like the world around you doesn’t exist. It’s just you two in that moment. He can’t help but to close in for a long and passionate kiss on those plump lips of yours that he loves so much. It quickly progresses to the bedroom (if you’re into that).

-During the week you two share chore day and split the chores up around the house based on what the other person wants or doesn’t want to do. For example: You make sure one of his chores is de-clogging the shower and bathroom sink. His hair is a fucking nightmare! Its every damn where in the house and you decided you would rather be on sweep/vacuum duty rather than fighting a drain monster like that. In exchange, one of the things he lets you do is laundry. He hates doing his own laundry so that’s the one thing you HAVE to do. He doesn’t go into detail as to why but you’ll just have to trust him with it.

-Something pretty intimate you do is lounging after a shower with each other. Its maybe an odd thing but who knows. You both sit semi-dry and wrapped in bath towels on the bed with each other. You get behind him and detangle his hair, running the brush through his long locks while he rubs your feet for you. It’s maybe a little strange but it’s just something you two love doing with each other. Another thing is getting him into a face mask with you (which he may or may not deny depending on his mood). 

-There are post office trips together, sometimes walks around your neighborhood, or maybe watching the sunset from your back patio. There are the moments when you get in the car and have no real destination, just riding around and belting out your favorite songs together before stopping at a fast food place and pigging out in the back seat together at some random parking lot. No matter what you two do, doing it together seems a hell of a lot better than doing it alone he figures.

He loves you so very much💗

[linkspooky]

The Hands that Will Save the League

In chapter 321 we're reminded once again of the reoccurring motif of hands reaching out to save someone in need, especially with the double spread close-up of Iida's hands reaching for Deku's hands. I couldn't help but think how this could apply to the league of villains. Hand symbolism has always been associated with Shigaraki (duh), both in the fact that his hands destroy everything they touched, and also his reason for being a villain stems from the fact that not a single hand reached out to save him that day. However, we've also had another character in the league with hands drawn up close and personal reaching out to save the others: spinner.

1. Just an Empty Cosplayer

I'm not the first one to make this observation. @codenamesazanka pointed this out long before me, especially in regards to Spinner's importance to the league, but basically, Spinner's role is that despite being a teenage mutant ninja turtle he's also the everyman of the league. He's not connected to the main conflict of the story by bloodline or legacy, the way Shigaraki, Dabi, and Compress are. He's not someone with an incredibly powerful or deviant quirk like Twice or Toga. He is a victim, but he doesn't have the elaborate villain backstories of Twice, Shigaraki, Dabi, and Toga.

He literally is just some guy with a lizard quirk. He has the weakest quirk in the league and the weakest reason for why he joined the league. Spinner faces societal abuse because of his quirk, but what spurred him to action was seeing Stain appear on TV, and a desire to be a less empty person than he was before. Spinner was pushed, he was rejected by society, but I would say as an inverse to the league who are driven by extraordinary circumstances, Spinner is basically an every man who drives himself to keep up with the rest of the league despite seemingly lacking everything "special" they have.

And I believe this every man quality, and this drive Spinner has is what's going to be the key to piecing the league back together. It's because Spinner sees himself as so far behind the rest of the league, and so much less special than they are, that he's driven to try to understand them.

Not only is Spinner a member who has tried to understand every member of the league in one way or another, Spinner is also someone who similiar to Sihgaraki foils every single character in the league despite just being an everyman.

2. Spinner and Toga

While Spinner and Toga may not have the same level of development to their interactions as Twice and Toga, Spinner reaches out to her once but not twice, and there are a lot of parallels you can draw between the characters.

Both Spinner and Toga joined the league for the same reason, an empty admiration for Stain, without really caring about Stain's ideals. Toga admires Stain because he's covered in blood and fighting for something and she wants to become more like the people she admires, Spinner because he saw himself as pathetic for hiding in his room all day and when he saw Stain taking a stand trying to change the whole world on his own he wanted to become that way too. Which means both of them have a tendency to want to become more like the people they admire, because their own sense of personal identity is so weak.

Himiko and Spinner both define themselves by the way society has rejected them. Spinner has internalized the idea that he's an empty person who can't accomplish anything on his own, every terrible thing other people said about him due to his heteromorph quirk he accepted it. At the same time, Toga was somebody born with a "dangerous quirk" who was told to repress it and then did that living under a fake identity as a normal school girl that would please her parents and the people around her for as long as she could. Both Toga and Spinner are taught by the society around them to be self-loathing and to repress themselves because of their quirks. They're also characters who are both defined by a desire for release.

When Spinner asks if Toga still wants to be in the league because of Stain and she responds, Now I wanna become everyone I love. Spinner comments, "You're so free."

Spinner and Toga both claim they joined the league because of love for another person, they both loved and admired some aspect of Stain, but their real reason for joining, or at least the reason they stay is that deep down both of them desire the freedom to be themselves. Toga wrapping her desires up in language like love for other people, and wanting to become them, is because deep down she believes because of her quirk there's no one who would accept her for herself, as the normal girl she believes she is, no one will let her live as Toga thus she tries to become other people. It's the same for Spinner, who believes he can't be anything other than the Lizard Freak, so he too tries to dress himself up and become a Stain Cosplayer. It's only through the league's acceptance that Toga and Spinner slowly begin to learn that they are good enough on their own, just as themselves, and their priorities begin to shift.

3. Spinner and Twice

Twice and Spinner have several backstory parallels already. They are both characters affected by poverty, Spinner lived in a backwater town plagued by old views of heteromorph quirks, Twice lost his parents and began working to support himself at a young age before becoming homeless. Spinner and Twice were also both labeled in a way that stuck with them, after Twice got a criminal charge in an accident on his permanent record he couldn't find another job after being labeled deviant. Spinner was labeled as a deviant because of his quirk and the idea that he's a lizard freak has always stuck with him the same way that Twice has internalized the idea that "bad people don't get saved."

They also both chose to isolate themselves because of the circumstances they faced. Twice's first response to homelessness was to decide to never trust anybody but himself, and he became a criminal who pulled off heists with only clones of himself as team members until that stopped working for him. Spinner's response was also to shut himself away in his room and become a NEET. They both cut themselves off to the society that labeled them as unacceptable, but in the process they also cut themselves off from other people and became unable to trust others.

While they have major backstory parallels, I believe the greatest parallel between them is going to be that Spinner will inherit that role that Twice had for the league. While Shigaraki is the leader, Twice more than anybody else believed the League to be a family, and encouraged everyone to be friendly with one another.

It's Twice more than anyone else who emphasizes the bond of the league, that they're all strays, that they need to take care of each other and save each other. It's Twice who urges Shigaraki to save Giran because he's one of them. He makes the unspoken bond of the league as a group of miscreants into a spoken one, because Twice wants those things, he's well aware of the fact that he wants trust and acceptance and came to the league to find those things. This is the greatest thing that ties Spinner and Twice's characters together, because they both view themselves as worthless, they define themselves by how they help the other members of the league.

Twice's death so far isn't something that has been really capitalized on by the plot, Hawks has yet to face consequences, we haven't gotten to see much of the league's reaction because they were scattered soon afterwards. However, if Twice's death is going to cause development eventually I believe it will be in the vacuum in the league created now that Twice is gone. There is no longer someone who is urging all of them to be together. Twice's death causes most of the league to become less stable. Toga goes on a killing spree, Dabi attacks Hawks, Compress tries to kill himself in a heroic sacrifice, Shigaraki hasn't gotten the chance to react yet but he's also gotten worse considering he's currently possessed. You could even say that Twice's death has caused other characters to double down on their worst habits.

Dabi's worst habit is that he acts separately from the league and refuses to participate in the group dynamic, believing himself to be a solo avenger. Dabi not trusting or telling the league what he was planning on doing with Hawks, as a consequence of his decision to play solo avenger, caused Twice to trust Hawks which led to his death. Hawks was the one who killed him but Dabi played a part, and when Twice dies Dabi obviously reacts to it, but also his decision is to double down on his bad habit, insisting he's only using the league and he doesn't care about the rest of the group. Toga also doubles down on her bad habit, she runs away from the rest of the league and insists she's only doing this for the freedom to do whatever she pleases, not because you know Twice got killed right in front of her. Compress's arc is less pronounced, but he also does, in fact, try to kill himself in a grand heroic sacrifice for the rest of the league.

When twice dies the league begins to fall apart and everyone acts on their individual worst flaws, ignoring that they were always stronger together as a group. However, there is still one person who wanted the exact same thing Twice did, to be trusted, to belong to a group. This is most likely the role that Spinner is going to grow to, someone who is trusted by everyone in the group.

Notably, when Toga is about to run away it's Spinner who reminds her that the league is a place for them to come back to. Toga who was probably the closest to Twice and spiraling the worst because of his death, and Toga and Twice's friendship was the first time we really saw how much of a "bond" the league had formed with one another, because in the camp arc they barely cooperated, only begrudgingly. It's Spinner who who emphasizes that even though everyone in the league is doing this for individualism "doing what they want" that they are also together as a group. Spinner is set to inherit Twice's role as the heart, because one he tries to understand other people in the league making the effort to reach out, and two Spinner is aware of what he wants just like Twice he wants to be trusted by the rest of the group.

4. Spinner and Dabi

This one is a little bit harder because Dabi's character arc really hasn't started yet. We have just now gotten to the reveal of who he is and what his motivations are, after it being a mystery for so long. However unlike the rest of the league, we haven't really seen how Dabi has reacted and changed by becoming a part of the group. Even if his motivation isn't "I'm only using them" and deep down he really does care, I don't think he's even realized yet that he does care or that he's not just using them. Dabi still believes himself to be alone, and therefore he's still isolated from the rest of the league and flying his revenge quest solo even though he's really not.

In that case, the biggest parallel between Spinner and Dabi is that they both had to be won over by the league. They both joined because of admiration for Stain, probably because Dabi genuinely believed in Stain's ideals of taking down impure heroes because it fit his own agenda so well, whereas Spinner is a self-proclaimed empty cosplayer.

Spinner, however, has already gone through an arc where he was dissatisfied with his reasons for joining the league and didn't believe he belonged with the rest of the group. He didn't have anything to love like Toga. He didn't know yet he wanted friends he could trust like Twice already did. He doesn't have a strong backstory motivation like Compress, or Dabi or even knows what he wants out of society. However, the entirety of MVA is Spinner letting himself be changed because of his interaction with the group.

Spinner failed at life, his quirk is worthless and only good for sticking to walls. He also internalized the idea that he himself was a failure, and locked himself inside believing he couldn't accomplish anything on his own. Spinner says he has nothing he loves, and nothing he wants to do. Not only that he feels unloved and unwanted. However, Spinner finds something to love in Shigaraki, even if he can't find a strong sense of individualism and still believes himself to be worthless he becomes motivated to help others. Spinner, the most normal person in the group with the most worthless quirk, becomes the greatest help to Shigaraki, basically once he gets over himself and his preconceived notions of himself. Because, you don't actually have to be a special person or have a strong quirk to be a hero, you have to reach out a hand.

The same way Spinner was won over by the League, Dabi has yet to be won over. However, if that does happen, it's probably going to look like Spinner's arc. Dabi antagonizes Spinner a lot, but they actually have more in common than they do differences. They both have failure quirks, while Dabi has an overwhelming fire quirk he wasn't allowed to use, Spinner is literally just a gecko. They both also were labeled as disappointments and given up on, Enji gave up on Touya, Spinner never had any potential from the start and locked himself away in his room. However, their paths so far have been opposites, Spinner let Shigaraki reach him and became a part of the group, Dabi at every possible opportunity insists he's doing this all alone. He takes every chance he can to separate himself from others. If Dabi's arc is going to be a mirror to Shoto's arc eventually, then someone has to reach him and convince him he can't do this all on his own, and Dabi can only truly find himself when he's part of the group once more. After all, so far Dabi is the one most resistant to change. Toga's goal has changed, Shigaraki's changed, Spinner has changed, even Compress now admits that while they're just a gang of thieves that he cares more about everyone else's dreams than his own. Dabi is still nursing a ten-year grudge against Endeavor and doing everything he can to take him down on his own because he hasn't let the group in. And he won't improve or change until he does let others in.

5. Spinner and Shigaraki

I love Compress but I'm skipping over him because his arc hasn't been elaborated on yet. If you want a quick summary though, both Spinner and Compress didn't believe the group to be anything more than a gathering of selfish criminals, however, both of them changed because they wanted to see Shigaraki's dream come true. Not only was Shigaraki the one who inspired both of them to change, but also Compress is the one who first sees how close Spinner is to Shigaraki more than anyone else in the group was.

He also sacrifices himself BECAUSE he's come to realize that what he wants more than his own dreams is to see everyone else's dreams come true. I know Compress's backstory is rushed as all hell, but it almost... almost... works because Compress isn't actually doing this because he's Oji Harima's grandson. His motivation changed a long time ago, he just didn't realize it until he was about to lose the league.

There are a few more parallels, they're both dropouts. It's implied that Compress was literally just a retired and failed stage magician before he decided to become a villain. Hopefully we'll become more on that later because the idea of Compress sucking in showbiz so he decided to follow his grandfather's legacy is really awesome. Spinner was a Neet before he saw Stain on television. They also both have more minor quirks, Compress just shrinks people, Spinner sticks to things. They both also are characters who don't seem important at first, but consistently hover around in the background constantly making sure everyone in the group is okay. Compress calls to check up on people, he talks to Dabi a lot, he tries to keep up with everybody in a melee, it's the little things he does that make Compress same for Spinner. They're both cosplaying as legendary villains who are greater than they are, Stein is cosplaying his grandfather, Spinner is cosplaying Stain, but it's unknown whether Compress really cares that much about his grandfather's ideals, I think he cares about the league more. Compress and Spinner are also people who question and try to understand things, Compress lectures the kids that they had their ideals handed down to them for adult, Compress realizes Spinner's importance to Shigaraki before Spinner even did, Compress and Spinner also both try to understand other people's dreams because they're lacking in their own. Spinner doesn't even have a dream, but he's the one who listened to Shigaraki's dream first.

Now it's been directly said by canon that Spinner and Shigaraki's connection is the most developed, and they are the closest to one another. By developed I mean, it changed over time, when it started out they had almost nothing to do with one another. Spinner was just a rank and file league member that Shigaraki used on the hideout raid. They didn't even get a character introduction scene like Shigarki did with Dabi and Toga.

However, Spinner and Shigaraki's characters are extremely closely tied together. Shigaraki's like the main character of the league, his backstories parallel everyone else's, including the main character of the entire story Deku. He's the one who makes the plans, goes through training arcs, he's the one who the league unites around. However, Spinner actually has all of that too. I just spent a very long time showing how Spinner despite not having an overly complicated backstory has strong parallels to everyone in the league. If Shigaraki is the main character, then Spinner is the everyman / the perspective character, hence why he's the narrator of MVA. Shigaraki is a person of extraordinary circumstance, the symbol of society's oppression who everyone in the league deepy relates to because he's suffered the same way that they have and he accepts them. Whereas, Spinner has suffered because of Hero Society too, he's more like a normal guy who makes an effort to understand everyone around him.

However, Deku wasn't saved by his love interest, or even his childhood friend who is apparently his destined rival, he was saved by Iida trying his best to keep up with him.

Spinner and Shigaraki are both the emotional core of the league in different ways. The league all respects Shigaraki, they rally around his ideas, his dreams are what inspire everybody. However, more and more it's looking like Spinner, ordinary, average, Spinner is working to build emotional connections to everyone in a much more normal way. He talks to Toga and tries to understand her love. He even consoles Toga when twice is gone. He challenges Shigaraki directly to his face. Compress who is always sort of watching the league in the background and checking up on them in little ways notices how hard that Spinner is trying to take care of Shigaraki.

Shigaraki accepts people at their worst and gives them a place to belong, but I think by Spinner's efforts to get to know and understand others, we as an audience are shown how humanizing of a presence that Spinner is on everyone else. Spinner, just being a normal guy, brings out the fact that the rest of the league despite their extraordinary circumstances are deep down just normal people to, who want to be loved normally, and live normally. Spinner literally wakes up Shigaraki, because he remembered the one time that he opened up in front of all of them, and cares enough to try to understand Shigaraki's hurt feelings and what he cares about.

If anything from the last arc in the manga, we're shown at great length, how understanding, reaching out, it all takes effort and it's not as flashy as defeating a villain or rescuing someone from a natural disaster.

Spinner is so important to Shigaraki, because while Shigaraki has given everyone in the group a place where they can be individuals, Shigaraki hasn't realized he himself can be an individual yet. He ultimately, shares the same character flaw as Deku. It's because he's decided that he's going to carry out his dreams for the sake of the league and to create a better future for them, that Shigaraki no longer cares what happens to himself, or about his own future. Everyone talks about Dabi's suicidal nature, but this is something that Shigaraki is challenged on over and over again. What are your motivations. What are your reasons. What do you want to accomplish. He always responds with nothing. There's nothing that he wants, there's nothing worth living for, he only wants to destroy and make a better world for the people who are around him. Shigaraki is the most thoroughly dehumanized character, to the point where he just straight up accepts "god of destruction" because that is at least an identity. Shigaraki needs Spinner and his normalizing influence, because Shigaraki can't see himself as a normal person.

Shigaraki shares the same character flaw as Deku, he does everything for the sake of others, with no regard to himself, which leads to extreme bouts of self-harming and fighting alone. Shigaraki faced off against Endeavor, and basically all the heroes alone even though he did call for backup. However, even before that Shigaraki made the decision to get dangerous risky surgery that would be like hell, because he believed deep down he wasn't good enough alone. Shigaraki just does not care about himself and is unable to see himself as an individual, which is exactly why he needs someone to care for him and see him that way.

Shigaraki's greatest challenge to date is that he's been dehumanized so thoroughly, and lost sight of himself to the point where he's lost even his own body autonomy. When Shigaraki is battling for possession of his body as AFO attempts to take total control and make him into a symbol again, denying him his personhood, we're set up directly with Spinner being the one who reminds us that Shigaraki is just a person, who likes video games, and gets along with his friends. It's Spinner who notices right away that AFO is different from Shigaraki and challenges him the same way that he challenged Shigaraki directly in the My VIllain Academia arc. This is all set up most likely, for Spinner being the one to reach out a hand the same way IIDA did, because what Shigaraki needs the most right now, is not a hero who will save him, but rather a normal person who will understand him and remind him that deep down he was just a normal kid too before all of this happened. What Shigaraki is most in need of is a hand that will reach out to him, and Spinner has already done this once putting Nana's hand back on his face when he couldn't wake up, but what he's failed to realize is that it's his own scaly lizard hands that should be doing the reaching out.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 324: Is There a Force Field Around Him??

Previously on BnHA: Flashback!Rat Principal was all “please tell Midoriya that I spent a concerningly small amount of money upgrading U.A. into a wacky physics-defying funtime grid so as to make the final battle much more confusing for everyone.” Present Day!Mic (or Present!Mic, if you will) and Jeanist were all “if only somebody could deescalate this dangerously unhinged mob, we’ve tried nothing and we’re all out of ideas.” Ochako was all “LISTEN UP PEOPLE.” The mob was all, “god??” Ochako was all, “NO, IT’S ME, OCHAKO. I’M REALLY HIGH UP ON THIS BUILDING AND THE VISIBILITY IS LOW DUE TO THE RAIN, SO I CAN SEE HOW YOU MIGHT MAKE THAT MISTAKE. ANYWAYS, DEKU WAS OUT THERE RISKING HIS LIFE FOR YOU CLOWNS EVEN THOUGH HE’S JUST A KID, SO I WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE IF YOU COULD ALL REMEMBER HOW TO BE DECENT HUMAN BEINGS, THANKS.” Let’s see if her Big Scolding Energy has any impact.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all “so I have this speech planned out, and it’s really good, but it also only really needs about 6 to 8 pages, but I’m gonna see if I can stretch it out to 17 pages so I can kill time before we get to the next volume cliffhanger two weeks from now.” Anyway but it really is a good speech though. There are feels, and tears, and more talk about how Deku is so in need of a shower that just looking at him requires a tetanus booster, and more feels, and more tears, and bonus ship drama, and an iconic callback to the very first chapter which reframes the entire series in a new context in a totally epic and moving way, and it’s all very good. Except that Horikoshi is determined to never let anyone actually give this kid a hug. Who hurt you, dude.

omg we are opening on a callback to chapter 212, a.k.a. the chapter with by far the cutest flashback that doesn’t involve any baby Todorokis

baby Ochako is lethally cute. she could literally murder someone with her cuteness. I just want to scoop her up and play airplane with her until she accidentally activates her quirk while we’re spinning around and we both helicopter up into the air never to be seen again

“a child’s insistence” huh well that’s all well and good, but I sure hope this doesn’t mean we’re going to drag out the whole “sternly lecture the obnoxious citizens” plot for another whole chapter. no offense but I think we’re good

so page 2 is just continuing the whole happy/worried faces monologue, which of course is very important to Ochako’s character as it provides the context for why “who protects the heroes” ended up becoming her thing. and this is making me think we actually are in for a whole second chapter of this sob. when will my boy finally get to rest

OH MY GOD SUDDENLY THESE PEOPLE HAVE EYES IMAGINE THAT

HORIKOSHI: [reaches for a box of tissues while tearfully penning an homage to his beloved Spider-Man 2, specifically the train scene where the crowd sees Peter without his mask and they suddenly realize just how young he is]

HORIKOSHI’S HOMAGE SCENE: “COME TO THINK OF IT, I GUESS IT WAS KIND OF MEAN FOR US TO PICK ON THIS TEN YEAR OLD KID WHO WEIGHS 75 POUNDS AND LOOKS LIKE HE LOST A FIGHT WITH SATAN’S MOLDY OLD BASEMENT”

lol at this one guy who can feel the mood of the crowd shifting and is all “WAIT, NO, I WANTED TO KEEP BEING AN ASSHOLE DAMMIT”

as many pointed out last week, this man is wearing an All Might shirt. that’s some fantastic irony there

-- SDKFJWIGKS

“LITTLE GIRL, I HOPE YOU’RE NOT SUGGESTING THAT WE SHOULD ALL BE WALKING AROUND DRESSED LIKE A SOVIET-ERA BUS STOP.” heh. last week I said I was ashamed of BnHA being my favorite manga. that was a lie, actually

(ETA: in the original Japanese Ochako’s next two lines are basically “the only ones covered in mud will be us heroes!” followed by “please give us some time to get rid of the mud”, with that second line basically being the single funniest thing I’ve ever read rdslkjl. Ochako thank you so much for supporting my running gags. “YEAH WE KNOW HE’S DIRTY. WE ARE GONNA TRY AND CLEAN HIM UP, BUT IT MAY TAKE A WHILE, I’M JUST SAYING. I MEAN LOOK AT HIM. HE LOOKS LIKE AN ASBESTOS COSPLAY.”)

doesn’t the megaphone kind of look ever so slightly like an axe that she’s wielding maniacally here

easy there Lizzie Borden

also that’s a really bold claim to make there. and not one she necessarily should have to make, either. but as we all know, there’s nothing that shounen manga likes more than having its heroes bravely hoist heavy burdens of responsibility like good self-sacrificing citizens

p.s. lowkey loving how Kacchan is positioned here standing slightly behind Deku. not presuming to stand in front of him all overprotectively (because he would hate if anyone ever did that to him), and kind of being unobtrusive and letting others take center stage -- but still being close enough to Deku that he can catch him if he stumbles or passes out again

(ETA: or maybe not lmao.

DEKU: [falls to his knees]

KACCHAN: [glancing up from his phone a few minutes later] “someone just sent me the stupidest meme about milk crates -- oh. uh. you good...?”

really, son. “the burdens you can’t carry, we’ll carry them for you. ...later, I mean. right now it’s late, and we’re all cold and wet.”)

also lowkey loving this OchaTsu moment here

I was going back and binging Ochako chapters this past week for reasons, and I gotta say it really stuck out to me just how often these two are paired with each other. they do everything together. it’s a really sweet friendship that often goes unappreciated but it’s very cute

meanwhile, not to be outdone by the OchaTsu, Iida is staring at Ochako with open admiration talking about how she’s fighting too. it’s been so long since we’ve had any IidaRaka you guys. I was starving and I didn’t even know it

oh my lord IT’S FINALLY HAPPENING

THE LIGHT IS BACK. he finally looks like him again. what a cathartic fucking moment omg

ffklkdw

“I KNOW YOU ARE ALL SCARED, BUT THE GOOD NEWS IS, WE DEFINITELY CANNOT GUARANTEE YOUR SAFETY AND WE ARE ALL SCARED TOO!” good pep talk there kiddo

BUT, jokes aside, truth be told this is the exact right approach to take imo, and something that’s long overdue. I’ve said this before, but this new generation of heroes is shaping up to be much more transparent than the All Might generation. they’re basically abandoning the almighty, untouchable Superman “heroes as gods” concept in favor of the more nuanced “heroes as people” concept instead. and that’s a good thing. seeing their heroes as humans, with human limitations and weaknesses and flaws, will hopefully not only lead to more scrutiny and accountability, but also more awareness of how hard some of them are working and how much they’re sacrificing. that’s something All Might never quite grasped back at the start of the series -- that the weak, vulnerable, injured him could be just as inspiring as the mighty, invincible him -- perhaps even more so. there’s a power in seeing otherwise ordinary people show extraordinary bravery and compassion. it inspires others to try and do the same

SSDLHK AIZAWA SIGHTING AAHHHHHH

so he was still back at the hospital this whole time?? smdh at this disrespect. that feeling when your sexy self-insert character’s powers of rationality are too strong, and so you have to nerf him so that he doesn’t ruin your Deku Angst arc twice over by (1) immediately talking some sense into Deku and making him come home Right This Instant Young Man, and (2) not allowing him to leave U.A. in the first fucking place. excuse me, you want to do WHAT now, Midoriya?? that’s it, go to your room

also living for Katsuki and Hawks’s soft expressions. Shouto’s too, although his is tinier and harder to see. and Jeanist’s 12-foot-long neck. imagine Jeanist’s head with Mic’s hair. maybe Jeanist had a mohawk back in the day and that’s why U.A.’s doors are so big now

speaking of soft faces, Enji’s is also excellent

what could this random close-up possibly imply?? hell if I know. but Horikoshi truly fears no discourse and that’s what I love about him

OMGGGG

“smh my child is so dumb.” poor Ochadad. your child is cute af count your blessings

SDOFFHSMH

I’m telling you guys. lethally, catastrophically cute

this speech is still ongoing lol. Horikoshi you’re doing so good but I think we get the point now my dude. you gotta learn how to transition out of these things

UNEXPECTED TOGA WHAT

“there we go” Horikoshi says, crossing off the last line on his list of Ochako ships. “that’s all of ‘em”

poor Ochako is just repeating the same “LET HIM REST, PLEASE, WITH EVERYONE’S COOPERATION, IF YOU DON’T MIND, WE APPRECIATE IT” talking points over and over again hoping someone will throw her a bone and acknowledge her already. SOMEONE PLEASE HELP HER

literally they’re all just staring up at her silently omg. work with me people!!

now she’s saying it for the 56th time but more dramatically all of a sudden

they got so dramatic that for a minute I thought she had suddenly leaped off the building or something

look, not to rush you or anything Horikoshi, but I’m starting to get the feeling that this is yet another one of those “the volume is ending soon so I need to either hurry things up or slow things down in order to make sure we end it on my perfect cliffhanger ending” chapters where you go to ridiculous lengths to drag things out much to the exasperation of your week-to-week readers

(ETA: ftr, volume 31 ended on chapter 306, and I’m predicting that vol. 32 will end with chapter 316 (a.k.a. “you’re next!” [explodes]). I’m guessing vol. 33 will follow suit and likely end on chapter 326, so keep your eyes peeled for a big cliffhanger in two weeks’ time. Deku’s dad?? All Might in peril?? U.A. traitor at long fucking last?? we shall see.)

is Deku straight up falling in love with Ochako right on the spot lol what is happening

I know I just said that I enjoy when Horikoshi gives zero fucks about discourse, but shipping discourse is a whole different beast lol. I hope he’s prepared

(ETA: and for the record, I have no interest in shipping discourse either, as always. and I think this scene can be interpreted as platonic, tbh, with the context being that Ochako was literally introduced as someone who was willing to help him so casually without a second thought, and now here she is saving him again.

I don’t think it really fully hit Deku until this moment how much he needed saving. like I said in another meta somewhere, selflessness is basically just selfishness on behalf of others. and Deku is selfless to a fault, but that’s okay, and it doesn’t mean he needs to change -- he just needs friends who are willing to be be selfish on his behalf in turn. and I think the full emotion of what it means to have friends like that just hit him at last. everything his friends have done for him, how much he needed it and didn’t even realize, and how grateful he is. anyways what a terrible day for rain.)

-- son of a --

is he apologizing?? or pleading?? please tell me that’s not the case, because what the actual fuck. Deku you beautiful precious radiant selfless child, this is the exact opposite of how this should be. all these motherfuckers should be on their knees apologizing to you

DEKU WHY

I DIDN’T ASK FOR THIS FREAKING BOMBARDMENT OF EMOTIONS GODDAMIT. OUT HERE ARMED WITH YOUR FREAKING TREBUCHET OF FEELS TO LAUNCH AT ME UNPROVOKED. WHAT’S WITH THAT

FREAKING CHRIST. THIS BOY IS CRYING HIS EYES OUT AND HORIKOSHI IS JUST ZOOMING IN WITH THE CAMERA, LIKE CAN WE JUST CUT HIM A BREAK ALREADY. ENOUGH OF THIS. HE’S SO YOUNG AND HE TRIES SO HARD AND I JUST NEED HIM TO FEEL SAFE, HORIKOSHI PLEASE CAN YOU JUST GIVE ME THAT ALREADY WHAT IS THE FREAKING HOLD UP!!

GIGANTIC FOX LADY!!!

GIGANTIC FOX LADY PLEASE BE MY HUGGER BY PROXY!! SERIOUSLY GIRL IF YOU JUST HOLD YOUR UMBRELLA OVER HIM OR SOMETHING AND DON’T GO THE EXTRA MILE I’M ABOUT TO LODGE AN OFFICIAL COMPLAINT. THIS IS GETTING RIDICULOUS NOW

!!!!

A KOUTA IS GOOD TOO!!! oh my god if Kouta hugs him I will seriously 100% straight up cry. go on and test me

FOR THE LOVE OF --

is this man expressly forbidden from drawing hugs in his contract or something. DO YOU DO IT JUST TO SPITE ME?? this is tyranny, sir

AND I KNOW, THIS PAGE ACTUALLY CHALLENGED THE VERY PREMISE OF THE SERIES ITSELF, AND HERE I AM COMPLAINING ABOUT HUGS, OR THE LACK THEREOF. “this is the story of how we all became the greatest heroes.” and just like that, he waves a polite middle finger at all of the Strongest Greatest Chosen One shounen protags of old, in favor of something much less conventional, much more interesting, and much more suited to Deku’s character. because if that one sentence doesn’t just sum up Deku to a T. he gladly relinquishes his Greatest Hero status in favor of acknowledging the hero in everyone. what a class act. that’s my protagonist

I love this kid so fucking much I swear. only just PLEASE. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. GIVE HIM HIS HUG