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“Can you tell me why you have an actual skeleton in your closet?”

“Well it’s for the Halloween party of course! I was asked to help with decorations after all, and what All Hallows’ Eve is complete without a skeleton or at least a few bones!”

Getting one was difficult, but Aoyama had finally found a store which sold life-like, realistic skeletons. It was so real that Aoyama thought that maybe some people would think it was real! In other words: a perfect success!

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“Oh?” Aoyama said with his trademark grin and wink, “Well I can say the same about you! In fact can’t everyone? Midoriya knows, so does Tokoyami, so does Mineta! As for burning can’t Todoroki do that as well if it was what he wanted? You are not special mon ami. Such empty threats have little effect upon moi!” It was simultaneously taking quite a lot of Aoyama’s willpower to stop his legs from shaking, perhaps goading the most volatile member of the class was not the best idea.

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Aoyama was prepared when Bakugou lunged to grab him this time, easily sidestepping out of the way, letting the other blonde haired boy launch himself at the floor where Aoyama had been. 

Oh my everyone else seems quite pleased by this show! Looks like this is going to spread farther than I expected!

Admittedly Aoyama was slightly scared of Bakugou’s threats, but then again Bakugou made such threats all the time and never really went through with them.

“Oh my!” Aoyama exclaimed with as many theatrics as he could, “You don’t have to jump for another kiss, its more polite to ask you know!”

Bakugou was always a fast thinker. Quick on his feet and changing on a dime. The moment the bastard dodged out of his way, Bakugou was already reeling and prepared to lunge again. His friends seemed to wise up though, grabbing onto him and pulling him back. Probably because they thought he really would try to kill the fuck. He had half a mind to try. Taunting Bakugou Katsuki like that? Prick definitely had a death wish. 

“Shut it!” He snapped first, stepping forward despite the bodies clinging onto him. “Don’t!” Jabbing an accusitory finger at his peer’s chest, Bakugou’s eyes narrowed at he spoke, “don’t ever fucking touch me again! I know where you sleep, doe eyes. And I can blast down that door and burn your shit, or you. Whatever’s in my way.”

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“You just seem to use that calmness... in the wrong place. You stay calm when a comforting presence could be helpful, yet when calmness is needed you tend to go uhh how does one say...? Berserk? May I remind you of when you fought with the wind man? So perhaps you need to be a bit more open with your emotions other times so such an event does not occur again, non?” Aoyama knew he was probably liable to either get mildly threatened or to cause Todoroki to get moody again as he had after his loss but he didn’t really have another example to point to.

Teaspoon of emotions | Aoyama

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“I would think that people want a hero who can remain calm and steady in a crisis,” Todoroki immediately countered. It wasn’t that Aoyama didn’t have a good point, because he did. What he did with his emotions, hiding the storm that was inside him, wasn’t the healthiest way of coping with his issues. It was just… he had some serious issues stemming from his early childhood. “If I became more emotional, wouldn’t that also increase the panic of civilians in trouble?” Asui didn’t show her emotions very much, either. Unlike him, though, that seemed almost like part of her quirk rather than her personality. Still, her lack of any visible reaction to crises was, in fact, one of her greater strengths. Why couldn’t Todoroki claim it as one of his?

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Aoyama was prepared when Bakugou lunged to grab him this time, easily sidestepping out of the way, letting the other blonde haired boy launch himself at the floor where Aoyama had been. 

Oh my everyone else seems quite pleased by this show! Looks like this is going to spread farther than I expected!

Admittedly Aoyama was slightly scared of Bakugou’s threats, but then again Bakugou made such threats all the time and never really went through with them.

“Oh my!” Aoyama exclaimed with as many theatrics as he could, “You don’t have to jump for another kiss, its more polite to ask you know!”

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Well my plan seems to be working. Aoyama gloated internally as he felt the angry blond grab him by his shirt and pull him forward. Now where to go from here? Aoyama contemplated. He had almost had his face blown off, but that showed that Bakugou was a bad shot when flustered or caught off guard, and their faces had been brought together unintentionally once again. Aoyama smirked before yanking Bakugou forward by his neck and crashing their lips together again. He pulled away and removed Bakugou’s hand from his shirt before leaping back quickly and laughing haughtily.

“My goodness are you really so sure? You were the one who just pulled me forward, you seem to have wanted more!” Aoyama goaded. 

Bakugou was in the middle of spitting and screeching when Aoyama had pulled him in for another kiss, Bakugou’s body going rigid as he heard cheers and wolf whistles from their classmates. Kill him. Bakugou wanted to fucking kill him. He damn near considered it, his hand growing hot as he considered blowing the fucker into his next life.

He was so so tempted to ignore all logic. It could burn him. It could kill him. It took all his willpower not to say ‘fuck it’ and do it anyway. But God he hoped the fucker’s shirt was burned from the explosions sparking in his hand.

“I’ll kill you!” Bakugou snapped, launching himself forward to try and make for another grab. To punch him? To explode him? To throw him out a fucking window? Hell, any of them would be satisfying at this moment. Ultimately, he just wanted to scare the hell out of the punk.

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halloween sentence starters

Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

at a party

“I love the decorations.”

“There are so many sexy kitties in here.”

“Am I the only one in costume?”

“I’m not sure if this room is full of strangers or if I just can’t recognize anyone because of the costumes.”

“Do I hear ‘Monster Mash’ playing?”

“Come on, let’s dance. Even the skeletons are doing it.”

“Did someone spike the punch?”

“I hate costume parties…”

at a haunted house

“This stuff’s for babies.”

“AAAAAHHHHH!”

“Hey, can we…go home? Not that I’m scared.”

“BOO!”

“Wait, are you actually scared?”

“FuCK NO–”

“That makeup is so realistic.”

“I paid $40 so I better die.”

alone

“You should hang out with me later. I’m gonna marathon a bunch of movies.”

“[text] Hey, it’s me. I heard banging noises and I’m terrified. Please save me.”

“Halloween?? With friends?? What friends?”

“[text] I just heard some weird noises. [text] No I’m being serious. [text] I need you ri”

“I’m probably just going to stay up all night so the ghosts don’t kill me.”

“I’ll just be chilling with the monsters under my bed.”

“Maybe I’ll summon a demon so I have someone to hang out with.”

“Do ghosts like Netflix?”

with kids

“Don’t eat all your candy at once!”

“Aw~ I love your costume.”

“And who are you?”

“Look, man. You can’t give toothbrushes to kids on Halloween.”

“Trick or treat!”

“Let me check those before you eat them.”

“UGH, why am I stuck with a bunch of babies?”

“I wish it was socially acceptable for me to trick or treat on my own, but it’s not, so.”

with friends

“We should egg his/her/their house.”

“Help me with my costume!”

“TIME TO GET SPOOKY.”

“Are you just going to wear a T-shirt that says ‘costume’ on it?”

“Should we be drinking this much?”

“The ouija board says you’re a little shit.”

“Let’s tell ghost stories.”

“Time to join the skeleton war, bitches.”

as a flirt

“You look so hot in that.”

“After being freaks, are we gonna get freaky?”

“[jumps into __’s arms out of fear]”

“Your outfit is scary…take it off.”

“I came in here expecting a trick, but you’re a real treat.”

“If I was in a scary movie, I’d want to be trapped with you.”

“You–uh–spooked…my heart.”

“I’d let you haunt me all night long.”

misc.

“Let’s carve a pumpkin!”

“I’d be a witch in another life.”

“I wonder if I still have that ouija board…”

“Do you believe in ghosts?”

“What costume are you wearing?”

“Let’s pull a prank.”

“I hate Halloween.”

“Can you tell me why you have an actual skeleton in your closet?”

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“Why yes it was! I am a practitioner of magic after all! That’s why I want to get to the church soon, some of my armaments have been drained or their energy so I require a tune up as it were.” Aoyama was glad the wound had healed so well, he still wasn’t incredible at healing, having only recently started doing it a few towns ago. “But enough about me, what is this town like, I haven’t done much sightseeing as of yet. You must know quite a bit being a knight here, ou can tell me about it as we walk!” Aoyama concluded.

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Aoyama had finally managed to get himself to the latest city on his travels. It was part of a large kingdom. His tomes were running out of strength from his work fighting off bandits on his way here, he would have to get them replenished at a local monastery or church.

Weapons supply, armory, smithy, stable, -Ooo a pastry shop! I’ll have to stop there at some point-, target range, another stable, where on earth is a church?

Aoyama’s map inspecting was interrupted by a commotion not far away, there was a young blue haired man in armor with a sword at his waist, the uniform of a knight, worriedly looking at his hand. It wasn’t hard to see why, it was bleeding heavily and bent at an odd angle, clearly the result of a bad injury.

Well this looks like it may be my area of expertise! Maybe if I help him out, he can give me directions to the church! Regardless it is my job to heal the wounded as well as fight evil!

So Aoyama walked over to the knight and quite simply grabbed his hand in his own before bringing his lips to it and giving it a kiss. Now could he still move his power through his hands or his staff to perform healing? Why yes, yes he could. Was a kiss far more entertaining than the other options? Oh yes! As aoyama watched, the cut started to heal and the hand set back in its place. Aoyama then looked at the man before putting his hands on his hips.

“Now then, since I have assisted you as such, might you do me the same service and escort me to this city’s church?”

This was worrying. The wound was deep. Twisted and broken. He’d completely busted his hand open in his last quest and, while the blood had started to clot, it seemed the town healer wasn’t available. But he needed to get it looked at as soon as possible! Maybe… Uraraka?

Just as the knight was about to turn and seek out the young witch, he was jolted back by someone grasping his injured hand, a pained wince twisting his face. “Sir! Please, don’t-”

He was far too late. The stranger was already pressing a kiss to his hand, and Iida’s free hand waved frantically, mortified. What on Earth did he think he was doing?! He could get blood on him! He could-

Pausing, Iida watched in shock as the wound healed over, bones popping back into place. Staring, his free hand moved to his chin in thought. “Incredible..” Hearing the man speak, Iida straightened up.

“Ahh, of course! I must repay your kindness! Thank you very much.” Bowing slightly, Iida turned and started heading in the direction of the church. “If I may ask, was that some form of magic?”

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Well my plan seems to be working. Aoyama gloated internally as he felt the angry blond grab him by his shirt and pull him forward. Now where to go from here? Aoyama contemplated. He had almost had his face blown off, but that showed that Bakugou was a bad shot when flustered or caught off guard, and their faces had been brought together unintentionally once again. Aoyama smirked before yanking Bakugou forward by his neck and crashing their lips together again. He pulled away and removed Bakugou’s hand from his shirt before leaping back quickly and laughing haughtily.

“My goodness are you really so sure? You were the one who just pulled me forward, you seem to have wanted more!” Aoyama goaded. 

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Ooohhh so they thought that Aoyama could never get a kiss did they? Well he was going to show them! He was going to show all of them! He thought he might as well choose the target who would get talked about the most, after all the whole point was having people know! His eyes scanned the common room before he settled on someone: Bakugou was walking over to a couch.

Perfect, he won’t be able to keep his mouth shut about it while he threatens to kill me and the rest of the students will talk about what a “foolish” decision I made which will spread the whole thing further!

His plan decided upon, Aoyama stalked towards the blonde haired boy before grabbing him by the neck and back, and dipping him into a kiss.

As he brought him back up he splayed his arms out before speaking, “Please be grateful, for you are lucky to have received un baiser d’ange! An angel’s kiss!”

Bakugou froze up, body tense and fingers twitching as he was grabbed by the neck. Panic. Fear. Frustration. Then fucking lips. Someone, some asshole, had grabbed him by the neck out of nowhere to kiss him. If his body’s natural reaction to being grabbed by the neck wasn’t hyperventilation, he damn well would have blown the bastard back. 

Not that he didn’t try. 

By the time Bakugou calmed himself, grounded himself from past thoughts and actually used his quirk, the bastard was pulling away. An explosion sounded, unfortunately missing barely, and the blond stared at the other in shock. Anger. AGAIN?!

“Fuck off! Fuck you!” What the hell even was this guy’s name? No one worth remembering, that was sure. Reaching out, Bakugou made a grab at the other’s shirt. “Don’t ever fucking touch me! Not unless you want your shitty lips burned off!”

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Honestly how could he not get it? I worded it perfectly! I think…

“Well that’s just the problem! You can’t keep to yourself all the time! If you do have a bigger emotional range than that of a teaspoon then mon amie you do a very bad job of showing it. You could stand to show a little more emotion honestly! What would people think of a pro hero who is so… so… overly reserved! It may be discomforting for civilians to see such an attitude!

Just because you have the range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have. eternally-twinkling-hero

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Could… could emotions be measured by volume? “I have more than a teaspoon,” he insisted. Not that he was even sure what that meant; emotions were caused by chemical reactions in the brain, and for all he knew, a teaspoon of those chemicals was a lot… Or was it that his emotions spanned to be as wide as a literal spoon. “I just keep it to myself.” If he let his emotions get the better of him all the time… well, he’d be more like Bakugou, constantly in a rage. No, it was better to contain it.

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“O-Oh well uhhh I mean one of those hands has to be mother right? I-if one of them is father that is!” Aoyama had no idea what he was doing, he was in trouble, very very big trouble. He didn’t really have a much better plan than simply trying to confuse the league and stall for time. “After all you know what they say, ‘L'affection d'une mère est le seul concombre qui peut vous aider sur la grande roue.’!”

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“Do you really think a strongly-worded letter is going to stop me?” Shigaraki laughed. The child’s words didn’t matter. Shigaraki’s parents were dead. “Everything you care about and stand for is going to be destroyed.” Aoyama didn’t scare him in the least. Even with his navel laser, he didn’t stand a chance if he couldn’t keep it up. All Shigaraki needed to do, on the other hand, was reach out and touch. He didn’t need to kill him yet, though. He was a hostage, so killing him right away would be counter-productive.

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“Why should I care about whether or not it’s polite? it isn’t my job to make them feel better about their inferiority, if they feel bad about their own abilities its the job of the parents to tell them lies to make them feel better!” Aoyama hoped that doubling down would make the ravenclaw forget about the whole Veela thing, given that Aoyama didn’t want him to hear about it, after all it wasn’t something he enjoyed discussing.  “Besides, what I want to know is why the Ravenclaw poster boy is doing in such a remote part of the school for our free period. What drove you to come so far out? It couldn’t have just been for petite vieux moi.

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“Well I don’t think so, just because other people might not be able to realize that i’m going places and they aren’t doesn’t mean anything less than fair is occurring. You, mon bête ravenclaw, are just upset that I told those hufflepuffs the truth.” Aoyama finished with a toss of his hair, “Not that they were also attacking me for my mother being veela or anything.” He mumbled to himself as an afterthought.

“Aoyama, it is not ‘the truth’, you don’t know if they are going to succeed! And even if they don’t, it’s rude to bring it up anyway.” Stressed by the upset hufflepuffs, Iida had hoped to calm the tension between then and the slytherin boy. The last comment made the ravenclaw pause before he slowly sighed. He’d admit, he didn’t think of that. “I’m sorry, Aoyama. That’s not fair of them either..” 

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“you were just showing moral fibre!”

Villain AU

“Oh just showing it was I? Honestly now I had been trying the whole time but noooo I only just started showing it? Such things are precisely why I chose this path instead!” Aoyama said as he faced the retired hero.”I can do so much more as a villain after all! I don’t have to worry about property damage, about how I use my quirk, who gets hurt, or anything else! All i have to be worried about is putting on a good show!” He continued with a cruel smile. “It isn’t like you can stop me anyways! After all you’re just retired now! Tout Force you may have been but Toux Force is what you are now! So sit back and watch, that building is going down whether you like it or not!”

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Aoyama had been slightly surprised when Todoroki had asked him to cook something for him. It wasn’t often that Todoroki talked with people much less made requests of them. But if he was going to ask Aoyama for a favor then Aoyama was going to do his heroic duty and do it to the best of his ability. Which is exactly what he did. That very night Todoroki sat at dinner with a plate of freshly baked Escargot de Bourgogne right in front of him. The snails had been harder to track down since he already had the parsley butter. Baking them had been easy especially since he had added his own touch: The openings of the shells had been filled with two sauces, one was a white cheese sauce and the other was a red tomato sauce, he had filled them in such a way that the openings now looked like a circle, half red and half white, he was sure the detail would be appreciated. 

“Well what do you think? Try it if you would!” he said, propping his head on his hands.

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“i can’t believe you.” (probably arguing about something fancy. that's what i imagined at least lmao.)

https://incorrectbnhaquotes.tumblr.com/post/175613741396/aoyama-imagine-a-dessert-for-two-tahitian In regards to the dessert described by Aoyama here.

“No I can’t believe you Monsieur Larron! Honestly now it can only be made with Tahitian vanilla! How dare you suggest a substitution of Madagascaran vanilla! Honestly now the thought alone fills me with dread! Why would you dare to choose sub par ingredients?” 

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11. An uninterested kiss

Aoyama was the fourth person who had to deal with this. First it was Kirishima, then Bakugou, then Sero, and now him. It was understandable given that Kaminari could be really quite aggravating when complaining about how he had never been kissed. He had started as soon as he entered with little more than a mention of how Sero sent him here because Aoyama was supposedly the best at love matters (he wasn’t at all but it was a nice reputation to have, well usually) before wondering why he had yet to get a girl to kiss him. 

If i have to hear the words: lips, or tongue, or teeth, or ANYTHING RELATED TO THE FACIAL CAVITY I WILL SHOOT HIM STRAIGHT THROUGH THE STOMACH. Aoyama seethed internally. 

Then he got an idea, if Kaminari wanted to be kissed so badly, then that’s exactly what he would give him.

Turning around, Aoyama unceremoniously interrupted the yellow haired boy’s rambling with a quick press of their lips together. 

“There.You. Go. Now are we done here? I have work to get to.” Aoyama said with a gritted smile. 

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20. A dramatic kiss

Ooohhh so they thought that Aoyama could never get a kiss did they? Well he was going to show them! He was going to show all of them! He thought he might as well choose the target who would get talked about the most, after all the whole point was having people know! His eyes scanned the common room before he settled on someone: Bakugou was walking over to a couch.

Perfect, he won’t be able to keep his mouth shut about it while he threatens to kill me and the rest of the students will talk about what a “foolish” decision I made which will spread the whole thing further! 

His plan decided upon, Aoyama stalked towards the blonde haired boy before grabbing him by the neck and back, and dipping him into a kiss.

As he brought him back up he splayed his arms out before speaking, “Please be grateful, for you are lucky to have received un baiser d’ange! An angel’s kiss!”

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5. A hand kiss Fantasy AU

Aoyama had finally managed to get himself to the latest city on his travels. It was part of a large kingdom. His tomes were running out of strength from his work fighting off bandits on his way here, he would have to get them replenished at a local monastery or church. 

Weapons supply, armory, smithy, stable, -Ooo a pastry shop! I’ll have to stop there at some point-, target range, another stable, where on earth is a church?

Aoyama’s map inspecting was interrupted by a commotion not far away, there was a young blue haired man in armor with a sword at his waist, the uniform of a knight, worriedly looking at his hand. It wasn’t hard to see why, it was bleeding heavily and bent at an odd angle, clearly the result of a bad injury. 

Well this looks like it may be my area of expertise! Maybe if I help him out, he can give me directions to the church! Regardless it is my job to heal the wounded as well as fight evil!

So Aoyama walked over to the knight and quite simply grabbed his hand in his own before bringing his lips to it and giving it a kiss. Now could he still move his power through his hands or his staff to perform healing? Why yes, yes he could. Was a kiss far more entertaining than the other options? Oh yes! As aoyama watched, the cut started to heal and the hand set back in its place. Aoyama then looked at the man before putting his hands on his hips.

“Now then, since I have assisted you as such, might you do me the same service and escort me to this city’s church?” 

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“you’re being unfair.” ( Iida || @rcciproburst )

“Well I don’t think so, just because other people might not be able to realize that i’m going places and they aren’t doesn’t mean anything less than fair is occurring. You, mon bête ravenclaw, are just upset that I told those hufflepuffs the truth.” Aoyama finished with a toss of his hair, “Not that they were also attacking me for my mother being veela or anything.” He mumbled to himself as an afterthought.