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^An actual genius

Based on a conversation with my friend. Kokichi and Shuichi are both furries and Shuichi agrees to go to cons with him because Kokichi spent a lot of time making his suit. His character is, of course a horse. Also since Kokichi is a little shit he disconnects from the front part of the costume, just to run around as a horse ass, looking at all the art and plushies being sold while poor Shuichi tries to keep up with him.

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Imagine Oikawa with parents who’ve been cold and distant with him since he was a baby and ignored him from the moment he could tie his shoes.

Imagine him not knowing what a hug is because he’s never been told and crying when he finds out.

Imagine him being surprised when someone walks up to him and asks to be his friend because he’s always been told that he wasn’t worth it.

Imagine him in college, saying he doesn’t need a roommate because he’s been responsible for the house since he was nine.

Imagine him crying when someone offers to be his roommate and help him with the chores.

Imagine him being an amazing cook because his parents were always too busy to do it for him so he did it himself.

Imagine him being sad and lonely, so he annoys people for attention.

And now I’m crying because this hit me right in the feels.

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BNHA OC

Name: Emiko Taeru Age: 25 years Assigned sex: Female Gender: Femme nonbinary Sexuality: Biromantic asexual Occupation: UA 2B AP history teacher Quirk/Backstory: Flashback. Emiko can look into memories and force people to relive the worst of them them as she wishes, although if she overuses it, she falls into one of her own memories from her childhood. Her Quirk differs greatly from those of her family members, as she was born into a family with mutant quirks. Hers foretold the mental trauma she’d go through later in life in a way, as her brother, who was older by ten years, got into a drunk driving accident and died when she was thirteen. This left her very sensitive and she broke down very easily because of it. That same year, she also experienced severe bullying for her fragile mental state, which continued until the end of eighth grade, by which time she was considerably stronger physically. She fought hard for her spot in UA and ended up graduating at the top of her class. She adopted the hero name Memory Pool and was hired as the class 2B AP history teacher at age 22. She is currently in a secret relationship with the pro hero Mt. Lady. Appearance: Emiko has short brown hair, styled in a floppy undercut, and pale blue almond-shaped eyes. Her skin is a light vanilla color, and she has a flat nose and round lips, which are almost always coated in a thin layer of orange lipgloss. She is very short and skinny, with large feet and hands. Her face is very long and angular, and she has small ears and high cheekbones. Usual outfit: Emiko wears very bright colors. Her favorite outfit is a white tank top, patterned with tiny orange flowers and strawberries, paired with a teal shawl, light blue cuffed jeans, and black Mary Janes with ruffled socks. Personality traits (positive): Emiko is very smart and kind to her students. She is very responsible, a good communicator, and can always find a way to make a lesson interesting. Personality traits (negative): She is merciless in battle, very stubborn, and can be impatient. She also tends to break down at random points in the day, which makes it hard for students to take her seriously unless she explains why she falls apart so easily. Family: Riku Taeru (brother, deceased), Masako Taeru (mother, retired), Eito Taeru (father, retired) Shipped with: Yu Takeyama (Mt. Lady)

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Sero: So to make a taco, you need toilet paper, pot and hand sanitizer—

Bakugou: Soy Sauce what the fuck

Sero: I’M TRYING TO MAKE BREAKFAST, DUDE

Kaminari: I have no idea what’s going on but I’m in

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At “Let’s Review,” My mind immediately went, 

You know what? Let's review Review? Let's do Thank you I hope we rhyme like this the whole way through! I hope so too! Yoo-hoo!

So let's Start with the fact that the wedding way a total bust It was? It was It's just that going didn't pay off quite like we discussed Discussed? You mustn't think that going to a wedding to support your friends Would have any sort of eh- self serving ends I don't But how about more than just hello?

Yeah something's iffy Glad you're with me That the state of things is icky Is there something here we're missing? Maybe? No! I mean-

You know that we've gone through all of this before Before? We four had helped you make the proper choice of wedding over your- Spare me the rest

Yes, the callback for a film that could have been my break Yeah you could say And no one wanted to go more than that slimy snake Who pushed to do the egocentric thing, auditioning Yeah, that’s Deceit! 

A part of you so hard to chew it made me lost at sea! If our goals aligned with his, what would that say?

I feel forsaken You were saying that we both have lost our way But in your face I saw this pain! And so- I made this choice

And now I have a restless head In my bed I'll just feel this way What way?

The way a groom might feel if he just watched as his bride ran away But you're gay?️ I'm saying if I made the right choice, why don't I feel right? You may not tonight But in time you might?

I don't know, I think this feeling's here to stay It is a pity to admit he could have done more Than just sitting at that wedding feeling shi- Quit reviewing! 'Kay

And I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

Hamilton — Congratulations  {Sentence Starters}

“Sacrifice?”

“Let’s review.”

“Congratulations.”

“I’m not here for you.”

“Give her the best life.”

“So yeah, congratulations!”

“You’ve redefined your legacy.”

“I lived only to read your letters.”

“It was an act of political sacrifice!”

“So, I stood by. Do you know why?”

“And you know what I’m here to do?”

“You have invented a new kind of stupid.”

“I know my sister like I know my own mind.”

“But I’m back in the city and I’m here to stay.”

“I begged you to take a break. You refused to.”

“That doesn’t wipe the tears or the years away.”

“I languished in a loveless marriage in London.”

“A ‘damage you can never undo’ kind of stupid.”

“You know why _______ can do what he wants?”

“An 'open all the cages in the zoo’ kind of stupid.”

“So scared of what your enemies will do to you?”

“You’re the only enemy you ever seem to lose to!”

“You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind.”

“Truly, you didn’t think this through? Kind of stupid.”

“I will choose her happiness over mine every time.”

“You took a rumor a few, maybe two, people knew—-!”

“He doesn’t dignify school-yard taunts with a response!” 

“God, what have we done with our lives and what did it get us?”

“For the rest of your life, every sacrifice you make is for my sister.”

“So never lose sight of the fact that you have been blessed with the best wife!”

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Kitty

        "Midoriya?" A soft voice came from the silence. The boy in question turned around to see a petite, curvy girl, dressed in black and white, standing behind him. Eina Hatsubashi—a student in Class 2A, a year above. She wasn't exactly pretty, more creepy and intimidating, due to her black-and-white appearance, demonic eyes, and bloody tears, but Izuku knew that she was practically harmless. "That's the third time I've called your name! What, have you gone deaf?"

        "Huh? Oh, sorry, I was distracted." He smiled at her, but she didn't return it. She was frowning, a concerned glint in her black eyes.

        "We have a problem—you need to see this right away. Todoroki-kun was hit with an animal Quirk and...well...he's stable, but something's different about him." She winced.

        Izuku's eyes widened. He dropped the book he was reading and stood up so quickly that his head spun. "And?"

        "He's asking for you. Said something about you being his person? I don't know, it was weird. Come on, you have to see him." The older student grabbed the younger's hand and pulled him down the hall and up four flights of stairs.

        As the two dashed through the hallways, Izuku started to analyze the situation. Why would he call me his "person?" I mean, animal Quirk...possessive behavior...weird...probably turned into a cat. But that still doesn't explain how he can talk. Maybe the transformation was partial? But who would be able to do that? I don't know of anyone in this school who has an animal/transformation Quirk—

        "You're muttering." Eina told him. "And we're here." She opened the door into a very traditional, very clean dorm room. The only thing out of place was the mess of blankets strewn all over one side of the room. Underneath those blankets was a very sleepy Shoto Todoroki. There was only one other thing wrong with this picture...

        "Why does he have cat ears?" Izuku yelped. It was true—the sleeping boy had soft, brown ears perched atop his head. His hair seemed fluffier and wavier, and he looked almost angelic in his current state.

        "Mmph." Todoroki groaned. He stretched and sat up. "Oh. Hello, Midoriya-kun. Hatsubashi-senpai. please, sit down."

        "O-oh, of course! Thanks!" Izuku unknowingly went fire-engine red. He slowly sat down on the blankets. Gah, he's even cuter as a cat! He shook his head rapidly, as if to expel the thought. Wait, what am I thinking?

        Eina lowered herself across from him, smirking. "You're blushing."

       "I am?" He touched his face, which was, in fact, quite warm. He rushed to hide the blush, but thought better of it as it was something that any lovesick schoolboy would do. He didn't want to expose himself.

        Todoroki cocked his head. "You are."

        "Sorry." Izuku smiled weakly. "I can get flustered by anything that breathes. Sometimes inanimate objects, too."

        Eina snorted. "No kidding. Once, I showed him a drawing of—"

        "Eina!" Izuku interrupted. "You promised not to talk about that!"

        She snickered. "Actually, I never promised, but whatever. Why did you ask for Midoriya, Todoroki-kun?" 

        Todoroki's left side immediately erupted into flames. "Can he and I talk about it alone?"

        Eina nodded. "See you guys later."

        As soon as she left, Todoroki flopped back into the pile of blankets. He didn't look so alert anymore, eyes half shut and shoulders relaxed.

        Izuku blinked. That's different. "So...Todoroki-kun. What did you want to talk about? You looked embarrassed when Hatsubashi asked."

        Todoroki flinched. "Oh. Uh, it's a bit embarrassing. You might be confused..."

        The older (but still smaller) boy laughed dryly. "You do remember that one of our classmates has a bird head, right? Nothing really confuses me anymore. Go ahead."

        Todoroki drew in a deep breath. "So you know how I was turned partially into a cat?"

        Izuku narrowed his eyes. "Go on..."

        "Well, um, It's not just physical. I act like a cat, too. Meaning that I now like it when people pet my hair. Unfortunately, I don't really trust anyone enough to let someone do so."

        Izuku went an even darker shade of red than before. "And?"

        Todoroki sighed. "Except for you."

        "So what you're saying is you want me to pet you?"

        "Well, that's the general idea." Todoroki's hair started to spark.

        Izuku smiled. "Sure! Tell me if you get tired of it."

        "Thanks." Todoroki rested his head in Izuku's lap.

        Izuku tentatively started to run his hands through the other boy's hair. It was very soft, just as he'd predicted. He considered for a second and then scratched behind Todoroki's ears. A crackly purr filled the room and he felt his friend's breath ease up. He was asleep.

        Izuku looked down at the sleeping boy and smiled softly. He hadn't noticed how exhausted he was until now, but he kept petting the other until he too fell into a peaceful slumber.

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Goodbye

   “No.”

   That was Denki’s first word at the end of the battle. He looked at the sight before him and released a gut-wrenching sob. Hitoshi Shinsou, the man he’d been married to for almost a decade, was dying before his eyes.

   Hitoshi looked up at him with tears in his eyes and a sad smile on his face. “Hey, stupid.”

    “I think the roles are reversed here.” The smaller man looked down to his husband’s heart, where a jagged blade had been planted. “Why? Why did you have to protect me? Why didn’t you just let me dodge?”

    Hitoshi lifted a shaky hand to Denki’s face. “You know...how much I love you. Toga...attacked from the back...never would have seen her coming.” He coughed up a splatter of blood. “Wish...it had been my leg.”

    Denki let out a broken laugh. “Yeah, so do I, but we’ll get through this. You’ll make it. You have to.”

    Hitoshi painstakingly put his arms around the other. “I’m sorry, love. Wish...I could stay. It’s already getting dark. Live...without me. Find someone new. Someone...alive. Love...you.” 

   With that, his eyes fluttered shut and his heart stopped.

    “No, Hitoshi, you can’t...don’t die on me. Please. You’re the only one I could ever love. Dammit, you’re the only one I have left…you said we’d grow old together...” Denki let loose a guttural wail and rocked back and forth, holding his limp husband to his chest like a doll. “Please...stay with me...you can’t go…” His slender frame was wracked with sobs.

    “Mister Kaminari?” A small voice sounded from behind him. “Are you okay?”

    Denki turned his tear-stained face to the little girl behind him. Her hair was feathered black and gold. Bakugou and Kirishima’s kid, Emiko. “No. I’m not okay.” He turned to her fully and showed her his husband’s broken body. “He’s gone. He’s not coming back.”

    Emiko stepped up to him tentatively. “Here. You can have teddy. Maybe he’ll make you feel better.”

    Denki shook his head angrily. “Don’t you see? My husband is dead! Nothing can make me feel better! Nothing!”

    An older voice, one he recognised as Midoriya, cut in shakily. “He’s...dead?”

    “Yes, Deku! My husband is dead! Like, forever! Not coming back! Not waking up! Dead.” Denki went limp with hopelessness. “None of you could know what it’s like.”

    “I know what it’s like.” Jirou’s voice came out of the fuzzy gloom. “I lost Momo. She died taking a bullet for our son. It was too quick.”

    “At least you didn’t have to watch her die in your arms,” Denki retorted bitterly. “I have to go. Maybe Touya can cremate him for me.” He turned from his friends and hoisted his now-light husband into a bridal carry and walked away to the forest.

   Once he was there, he set Hitoshi’s body down on a soft patch of grass and surrounded him with flowers. He pulled the knife out of his husband’s chest and left it propped up against a tree, dragging himself across the ground to pick more flowers. He then picked up the dagger again and laid himself down next to Hitoshi’s lifeless body, arranging the flowers around himself.

   See you on the other side.