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Chapter 388 - Toya

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IN THE DRAFTS:

No titles, for now 😔💔

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(Dabi x Y/N) — drabble

You rendezvous with Dabi in an abandoned van to wait out the sun. To your annoyance, you wonder why he’s always so insistent to see you after dark.

** the plot for this one may be altered some!!

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(Yu Takeyama x Civilian! Y/N)— drabble

Yu Takeyama is aware of your adoration for her. She loves the attention, but she can never return your affections.

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(Fuyumi Todoroki x Vigilante! Secret GF! Y/N)—

possibly a mini-series

You and Fuyumi were childhood friends. Though, the friendship would wither when Endeavor had forbade you from ever entering their household.

She told you not to take it so seriously, he’s that way with everyone “from the outside”. But it had certainly made seeing Fuyumi difficult.

One day, she catches a glimpse of you on the TV and is immediately urged to reach out, somehow.

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Lady Nagant x gn reader? 🥺 i see her in your pfp and I think it’d be nice! either story or headcanons is fine

OF COURSE you may!! I love writing for my “wife” and I am so thrilled you asked!

This might be a bit later than anticipated but I hope you enjoy love <3

Kaina my beloved…

Lady Nagant & S/O Headcanons

Protective but Subtle: Lady Nagant doesn’t wear her emotions on her sleeve. She’s a woman of few words, but her actions speak volumes. You might not even notice at first, but she always positions herself in a way that keeps you safe. Whether you're out in a crowd or walking down an empty street at night, she naturally takes on a protective role, subtly guiding you to her less vulnerable side, always watching, always vigilant.

Eyes Like a Hawk: Her sharp senses make her hyper-aware of everything around you. She notices little things before you do—if you’re shivering, if you're distracted, or if someone nearby seems suspicious. She’ll casually drape her jacket over your shoulders or place herself between you and potential danger without even thinking about it. Her protective instincts are second nature.

Walls Up, Slowly Breaking Down: Trust doesn’t come easily to her, and you respect that. She’s been through things she rarely speaks of, so she guards herself fiercely. But over time, as you offer her unspoken patience and kindness, she starts letting you in. The first time she tells you something personal about her past, she watches you carefully, gauging your reaction. When you accept her without judgment, she relaxes, even if just a little.

Late-Night Conversations: It’s often during the quietest hours that she opens up the most. In the stillness of the night, she feels safe enough to talk, her voice barely above a whisper. You’ll find her telling you about missions she regrets, decisions that still haunt her, and dreams that feel distant. You listen, offering a comforting presence that doesn’t ask for more than she’s willing to share.

Soft Smiles Reserved for You: Lady Nagant isn’t someone who smiles often, but with you, it’s different. You catch those rare, soft smiles that make her seem a little less like the stoic sniper and more like the woman behind the mask. Sometimes, you’ll crack a joke or make a silly face just to coax a grin out of her, and it’s always worth it when you succeed.

Physical Affection Takes Time: She’s not used to being touched, at least not in a gentle way. The first time you reach for her hand, she hesitates, looking at you with a flicker of vulnerability. But once she’s comfortable, you find her fingers brushing against yours more often, her hand lingering a second longer than necessary. Little touches mean a lot to her, even if they seem casual to anyone else.

Acts of Service: Lady Nagant isn’t big on grand romantic gestures, but she’s constantly doing little things for you. She fixes anything that’s broken, always keeps an eye on your surroundings, and even teaches you a few self-defense techniques “just in case.” You know it’s her way of showing she cares, even if she’d never say it outright.

Training Together: She insists on teaching you how to protect yourself. It starts as a practical lesson, but it becomes something you both enjoy. She’s patient and encouraging, guiding your hands into proper stances and showing you how to defend yourself with calm precision. Sometimes, she’ll tease you lightly if you miss a step, her eyes softening as you laugh and try again.

Quiet Affection: She’s not someone who’ll shower you with words of love, but she’ll do things that say more than words ever could. You’ll find her leaving little notes reminding you to stay safe, or she’ll quietly place things she knows you need where you’ll see them. Her love language is all about the small things—things that make you feel seen and cared for.

A Shoulder to Lean On (Literally): When she’s exhausted from a mission, she lets herself rest with you. She’ll sit beside you and let her guard down, resting her head on your shoulder or letting you hold her hand. In these moments, she feels like a weight has been lifted, even if just for a little while. With you, she doesn’t have to be the strong, unbreakable hero.

Watching the Stars: Sometimes, you’ll find her gazing up at the sky, lost in thought. She invites you to join her, and you sit together in comfortable silence, watching the stars. It’s a simple act, but it means a lot. In these quiet moments, she’s reminded of the beauty in the world and why she keeps going.

Conflicted About Her Past: You can tell she struggles with guilt and regret over her past actions. Sometimes, it hits her hard, and she distances herself, afraid of letting her darkness touch you. But you’re patient, reminding her that everyone has shadows and that she deserves a second chance. Your reassurance is like an anchor, pulling her back when she feels lost.

Gentle Moments of Comfort: Lady Nagant isn’t great with words when it comes to comforting others, but she does her best. If she sees you upset, she’ll sit beside you, her hand finding yours, squeezing gently. She might not say much, but her presence is solid, grounding you in a way only she can.

Mutual Respect and Admiration: She admires your kindness, your patience, and your strength, even if she doesn’t say it outright. You can feel her respect in the way she listens to you, values your opinions, and remembers the little things you say. She’s always been a lone wolf, but with you, she realizes that trusting someone else can make her stronger, not weaker.

Hidden Playfulness: Despite her serious demeanor, she has a quiet playfulness that only comes out with you. Maybe she’ll tease you about your aim or poke fun at you during training. The playful glint in her eyes catches you off guard, but it’s a side of her you adore and encourage every chance you get.

An Anchor in the Chaos: She’s constantly on edge, always anticipating the next mission or the next threat. But with you, she finds a sense of peace she hasn’t known in years. When she’s with you, the world feels a little less dangerous, and she can let herself relax, even if only for a moment. You’re her safe place, the one constant in her otherwise chaotic life.

Fear of Losing You: She’d never admit it, but the thought of losing you terrifies her. She’s lost so much, and sometimes, she wonders if she’s even worthy of the happiness she finds with you. But whenever you reassure her, whether it’s with words, a gentle touch, or a lingering look, she finds herself clinging to hope a little more.

A Soft Goodbye: Every time she has to leave for a mission, there’s a quiet sadness in her eyes. She never says much, just a simple “Stay safe” or “I’ll be back soon,” but you both know the weight behind it. She doesn’t make promises she can’t keep, but there’s an unspoken vow between you—a promise to return, to find each other again, no matter what.

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I wish there was more of Kiruka Hasaki/“Slice”.

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Yesterday I have said in a deleted post that, had I known how to drive (especially as a teen), I would be interested in street racing events.

And that I am currently 26 without a license.

Now that I think more about “a life that could have been”, I wonder if this interest was influenced by driving simulators like Gran Turismo that were so popular in the earlier 2000s… and my father’s adoration for them.

I am completely sure that is the case.

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FOR 2024-2025 MHA/BNHA LIST

Please REBLOG and COMMENT down if you are BNHA/MHA X READER/OC ! I will be reaching out later on, but if you wish to be promoted and be added or removed from the list of 2020! Please let me know.

Please follow the directions above, especially if you are a new writer for the fandom! This is going to be the last list I will ever do as a celebration for the MHA ending this year. The last time I did this was in 2020; the list that I have is definitely outdated now. IF YOU ARE A READER OR FAN OF A FANWRITER YOU WOULD LIKE TO PROMOTE FOR ME TO MESSAGE THEM, You can either send in my ask box or private message.

I wanted to show support for fan writers within the fandom who still write for MHA/BNHA in the year of 2024.

If anyone has questions, please feel free to send them to my ask box.

References Writer List Below: Spring and Summer 2020 (Masterlist of all parts)

Summer of 2019 (Several parts but linked) Winter of 2018-2019

Summer of 2018

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“ From The Sky”

( Nejire Hadou x Y/N )

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It was strange to admit that you had met her somewhere in the sky.

And maybe that would be romantic if the first blush or stutter was evident from that scene.

But it would take more than your "savior" gently coaxing you into her arms when she had thought you to be in some kind of danger.

After all, she was only doing what a hero was meant to do. There was no reason to believe that this would lead to anything other than an exchange of gratitude and acknowledgement.

You would only come to know each other for that second and then you are strangers once more.

So you could not understand when she would blow her cheeks out, lean way past yourself and bore into you with furrowed eyebrows whenever you said as much to whoever asked.

Granted, it was not often. Actually, it was only amongst her closest friends, thankfully. But she adored whimsy—fairytales— and so she could not understand why you would tell others of the first time you both met in that wintry, evening sky.

Had you waited for a second more, the stars would have been twinkling all around and she would have probably lost her mind over that detail, too.

But that was not the Nejire you would fall in love with. It was not the Nejire you would see yourself running into often, or eventually exchanging numbers with, and going to outings that would dwindle from her usual crowd to just the two of you.

She was more tangible than any hero could ever be to the rescued.

You had thought to humor her just once— but where’s the fun in that? For now, you will continue to press a finger against her cheek until they have completely deflated. With an affiliative smile, you lace your fingers with her own and she is quick to return the gesture.