#and once im able to like. use my brain properly without being in AGONY

[thompsborn]

idk if the person who sent an anonymous prompt request for a fake dating thompsborn au on march 10 2020 still follows me but if u do i’m happy to say i have actually started writing something for it and i’m very happy with it so far

[nakamoto-aesthetics]

Eyes | n.yt

synopsis: you crashed into a boy who had the most compelling eyes. you didn’t know what was happening now but sooner or later you were going to find out the truth.

pairing: nakamoto yuta x fem reader

genre: soulmate/fantasy au

warning: mentions of blood, mind reading, hypnosis, invisibility, etc.

a/n: i don’t know what they are, i just put stuff together so this whole story is full of twists and turns so please just go with it. enjoy :))

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

ding you hear your phone. a message from ‘yuta🤍🖤’ lit up on your screen.

‘xxxx xxxxxxxx street’

‘omw’ you sent back and went to your car and put the address in your phone gps, heading to his house.

once you got there you got out the car and walked up to the door. you knocked on the door and turned to look at the neighborhood. it was your average street. nothing was off about it. you heard a door open and turned to meet eyes yuta. his eyes were still throwing you off did they hold so much power?

“come in” he moves to the side to welcome you. you smile and walk in. the house was a standard house there was nothing out of the ordinary. there were no family pictures there was only artworks and paintings on the wall.

he directed you to the living room.

“are you okay with making the poster on the floor? it would be easier then doing it on the table”

“yeah i’m fine with the floor”

he grabs the poster and writing/drawing utensils, laying them both on the floor. you stood by the entrance to living room awkwardly waiting for him to finish or welcome you over. as if on cue he looks over at you.

“are just gonna stand there and let me do all the work?” he smiles, you couldn’t help but smile back and walk over to him. you sit down and get to work.

throughout the time you guys were working yuta kept a conversation with you, wanting to know different things about you like where your from, your favorite ice cream, your style of music. basically everything about you. you asked him questions too wanting to know more about him. you wanted to become friends with the mysterious boy.

“wheres your bathroom?” you asked, you’d been holding it in for a little bit due to the interesting conversation but you could no longer hold off on it.

“if you make a right it will be the first door on your left”

“alright thanks” you stand up and follow his directions, opening the door and there was the bathroom. it was decorated beautifully. ‘was this whole house his?’ you were gonna have to ask him once you got back.

after you finished you walked out and closed the door behind you, turning your head tot the left you couldn’t help but notice a huge painting on the wall. you know you shouldn’t walk around someones house but you couldn’t help it. so you walked straight down the hall to another open room.

it was stunning everything about it, the colors, design and décor were all stunning. you walked around slowly taking everything in at once until you saw an opening to a small room. the room had red dancing along the walls from the red light bulb. it gave you chills.

there were pictures and lines connecting to other pictures along with sticky notes. you walked closer so then you were standing in the room. you wished you hadn’t gotten any closer because now you could see the photos clearly, they were photos of you.

he was following you, everywhere. the mall, the school, when your walking on the sidewalk, in your car, even while your in your house.

you were scared, the more you looked at the pictures the more you were terrified. you had to get out of here and fast. you turned on your heel and was met with dark eyes. you screamed and he immediately covered your mouth. you started to freak out and pulled at his hand. tears leaking out your eyes.

“i’m not gonna hurt you just stop screaming please” he said over your screams and you just obliged. you were gonna find a way out of here.

“let me explain before you try to run away alright?” you nodded, still cautious of him. he takes his hand off of your mouth and then sighs.

“i’ve been following you because you’re my soulmate” you snorted not believing him. that was a terrible lie all he had to say was that he was a stalker and the conversation would've been over.

“i’m not lying to you. your really my soulmate. would I be able to do this if I was lying?” he shuts his eyes and then opens them again. his eyes shift to an emerald green and then back his natural eyes.

“what the fuck?! what are you?” you look him up and down.

“allow me to properly introduce myself. hello im nakamoto yuta I have the power to hypnotize people and make myself invisible-“ and he does just that. you furrow your eyebrows and reach out to touch him but your hand goes right through. he then reappears in the spot you swiped your hand through.

“woah..” you widen your eyes. “that’s so cool”

“and I have the power to heal but I can only heal my soulmate”

“so do it. heal me” you say to him. if he was being serious about the whole soulmate thing you wanted to see some proof.

“well first I have to create a wound. follow me” he guides you to the kitchen and goes to the counter pulling out a small sharp knife and walking towards you.

“may i?” he hold out his hand and you cautiously place your hand in his. he holds it gently and creates a small slit in your hand, blood immediately pooling to the surface. you hiss at the feeling and bite your lip. his eyes shoot up to your face and then back down at your hand. he places the knife down on the counter and brings your hand to his mouth. you look at him curiously, you were confused to say the least.

he licks the blood carefully and kisses the spot gently. you gasp softly out of pain and pleasure and immediately the wound closed as if he’d never cut into your hand. you gasp softly and look at your hand in astonishment. how was that possible? we’re you dreaming? you pinched yourself hard and hiss nope not dreaming.

you look up at him blinking multiple times, just trying to wrap your head around what was happening.

he picked the knife up off the table and put it in the sink trying to give you some time to think about it. it was a lot to take in he knew that. he didn’t want you to reject him. he had spent years looking for you and here you were standing in his house, in the same room as him, breathing the same air. he was gonna find a way to keep you around.

“and you can’t do that with anybody else?” you asked, your brain was still fuzzy.

“nope i’ve tried it and it hasn’t worked” he turns around to face you.

“wow.. what else can you do?” you wanted to know more what he told you was starting to become more believable.

“nothing else really. I do have something for you though” he walks closer to you so that he was standing in close proximity. he gently grabbed your hand and pressed his palm against yours. you felt a shock on your hand just like before when you shook hands. you hiss and pull your hand away, holding it.

“what was that?” you ask.

“it was your magic” he looked into your eyes.

“I have magic?” you looked at him agape. “I feel like your playing with me” all of it was hard to believe but he was showing you the proof. it was hard to take in all at once.

“i’m not I swear. you were killed back in the 1500s so our master had me take your magic for safe keeping and with our combined magic i had an immortality spell made for us so then once I found you again i made sure i would never gonna lose you” he said with a serious face. you stared at him blankly and then busted out laughing. he furrowed his eyebrows at you.

“that’s a funny once now quit playing and tell me the truth” you pushed his shoulder playfully.

“I am telling you the truth. here look-“ he held his palm close to yours. “don’t pull away i'm gonna give you your magic back and restore your memories. it’s gonna hurt but try and stay still” he pressed his palm to yours and you immediately felt pain shoot through your hand, you bite your lip harshly trying to withstand the pain. the shocks reached throughout your body and you scream in pure agony as the memories start to flash in your head.

from the first sight of life all the way until you met yuta for the very first time. a memory of when yuta kissed you for the first time, to when you guys got married. there was a vivid memory of you guys laying in bed together whispering sweet nothings to when you guys made love for the first time.

and finally the end of your life when you got shot. yuta ran to your side and caught you, he laid you down on the ground and brushed the hair out of your face. he had tears in his eyes as he looked at your lifeless body. ‘withdraw her magic and keep it until you find her again’ a voice said and yuta did just that. “i’ll find someone who can make a spell for us. i will see you again, i promise” a tear rolled down his face as he kissed your forehead and with that your body disintegrated into the air.

you still had the same body but you looked slightly different, the way your hair was done and the way you dressed looked like you came from the 1500s. he still looked the same expect for the clothes and hair. you both were a modern version of the memories since it was the 2000s.

at last your screams stop, the shocks stopped and you dropped to your knees. that was the last memory and with that your mind went blank. you opened your eyes as tears fell down your face. yuta falls to the ground too.

“do you see that i’m not lying now? i’m immortal now and once i give you your magic back you will be too” he holds your face and wipes your tears. you nod without saying a word. you were speechless how could this be. ‘is this why he’s been following me around’

“yes, i’ve been following you everywhere because you’re the love of my life. I had to find a way to get closer to you without scaring you but I guess that failed because you're scared” he pulls his hands away and sighs standing up and walking away.

“you can read my mind?” he stops in his tracks and doesn’t move.

“yes I can and you can read mine”

“how can I do that?” you ask. you wanted to know how to use your powers at least.

he walk back to you and sits on the floor.

“just focus on me” he says and you do that but nothing happens.

“nothing”

“okay try looking at my forehead and just channel your emotions” so you try that, looking up at his forehead. you narrow your eyes.

“nope” you say and he sighs.

“okay.. don’t freak out but I wanna see if this works” he pulls you to him gently and shifts you onto his lap.

“yuta..”

“trust me” and you don’t say another word. “now look into my eyes like when we collided in the hallway” you gaze into his eyes and he does the same back. your eyes soften at his. you looked at him in a different light now. this guy was your soulmate and husband who loved you very much, at least that’s what you saw in the memories. you didn’t want to trust him but your heart was telling you something different. you started to lean in slowly without noticing it. ‘why did he have to be so attractive’ he smiles slightly, he leans in too. ‘shes so adorable’ you hear his thought.

“I heard that” you say hovering over his lips. he laughs loudly throwing his head back, pulling you out of your trance. you looked at him and smiled. ‘he was so beautiful, undoubtedly beautiful.’

“am i?” he asks and smirks. you immediately hit his chest.

“get out of my head” you squeal as he flips you on your back gently so he’s hovering above you.

“nope. your all mine again… that’s if your okay with that?” he looks up at you. you didn’t know how you felt about the whole thing. you were just gonna see what happens and let things take it’s toll.

“idk yet I still have a lot of things to process” you hold his face. it felt so familiar, he felt familiar and not like a stranger you weren’t afraid of him anymore. it was you knew him inside and out.

“kiss me” you whisper. you wanted to see what they felt like, if his lips were familiar too.

he froze in his place. “are you-“ “yes i’m sure now kiss me”

he leaned down looking at your lips and then moving his eyes to yours before looking down at your lips again. and there it was, his lips connected to yours. you felt a million shocks run through your body but they didn’t hurt. it felt so good. his lips felt like home.

he was kissing you so gently but you didn’t want to be gentle anymore so you switched it up by biting his lip. the red fluid pooled to the surface of his lip making him pull away, he touched his lip seeing the bright red color on his finger.

“so we’re biting now huh?” he asked playfully making you giggle, you bit your lip and shrugged.

“are you gonna fix it?” his face gets serious again.

“how do I fix it?” you gulp.

“just like how I fixed your wound. lick and kiss” he’s now straddling you.

you grip his waist as you lean closer and do as he says. he separates his lips, you turn your head and carefully lick the blood of his bottom lip. which oddly tasted good. you then seal it with a kiss. you pull back and watch it heal.

you smile widely, you thought it was so cool how you could just heal him like that.

“do you want to know what else you can do?” he smiles. you immediately nod.

you could get used to this.

[dabiapologist]

All of them.

damn alright lol uuuh let’s see where to begin 

- THE BOY IS A TODOROKI

-dabi has a lot of self-destructive habits; smoking, drinking, promiscuous behavior, etc. all formed out of a persistent need to spite endeavor…i mean it’s not canon that dabi smokes but from what ive seen in fanart and fic (including my own) we’ve all pretty much decided that dabi chain smokes and i wont be surprised if we see a panel in the manga of him casually lighting one up with twice and giran soon

i mean he’s already the physical representation of smoker’s lungs so he might as well lol 

-despite his appearance, dabi has a really nice singing voice, it’s kinda rough and soulful, and when he was living at home he used to sing shouto to sleep. I like to think he does that now in the VA. It’s something not a lot of people know about him, and him singing to you is a sign of trust and affection. i have this hc that shigaraki has a lot of nightmares so he doesnt sleep well, but on those nights where he’s feeling bad, dabi sings to him and it puts him out like a light. 

-dabi often goes into protective big brother mode with toga, he cant help but take care of the little psycho lol like sometimes he’ll steal food for her and stuff 

-who do you think introduced shouto to cold soba, hm?

-a lot of people think dabi is homeless; I can’t say I agree tbh I saw this movie pretty recently about people living in a technically condemned building and it was full of really shady people who kinda fell off the grid sidenote: the movie was horrible and disgusting but the idea was interesting and I picture dabi living in a ratty old apartment like that, with bare essentials and around people who wont ask questions cause they’ve also got things to hide

-I think his burns are self-inflicted; the result of relentless determination to master using blue flames and I think Dabi would rather die than use anything less

- i do, however, think he burned himself while he was still at home. I dont believe that shouto was the first to be put through endeavor’s “training” but I think enji gave up on dabi pretty early on, once shouto’s ice/fire abilities manifested, and dabi, desperate to prove him wrong, pushed himself to be better, until the inevitable happened. And if Fuyumi hadn’t found him, smoldering, foaming at the mouth, screaming in pain, that dabi probably would’ve died from his injuries. 

- Dabi officially ran away from the hospital after being isolated in a burn room for months, with only one visit from Endeavor. The sole purpose of that visit being to tell Dabi to his face that he was nothing but a failed prototype. 

-not gonna get too into his backstory!! im working on a fic!!

some hcs of dabi currently in the VA:

-dabi can fall asleep literally anywhere

-how many edgy coats does dabi have? the world may never know

-dabi is a pretty sly pickpocket; he kinda had to learn to get money quick since finding a regular job might’ve been kinda hard 

-when he’s feeling talkative, dabi actually makes for a great conversationalist and drinking buddy; i imagine that’s why him and twice get along so well

- i also like to think that shigaraki occasionally enjoys his company, when dabi isn’t trying to pick a fight with him or insult him

-when he left home, he destroyed all record of himself; dabi made sure he fell completely off the grid

-if you follow me, i assume you’ve read or are at least aware of the shigadabi series i wrote where shiggy is cold and falls asleep on dabi but if ya havent: i like to think that because of his quirk, dabi’s natural body temperature is a lot higher than that of a normal person, which would normally be concerning but in a superhuman society, im sure an elevated body temp that doesnt fry your brain is probably the least concerning thing you’d see in an emergency room but anyways yeah because of this dabi has become the designated space heater and he hates it so much

- dabi has a really high pain tolerance. living with a large portion of his body burned and scarred could not have been a cake walk for anyone, quirk or no quirk, and he’s since learned to live with that constant pain

- dabi may look like a homeless bump but he actually takes surprisingly good care of himself. again, because of the degree of his burns, dabi is particularly susceptible to infection and illness so he has no choice but to be conscious of his hygiene and health. 

-after he ran away, dabi had to give himself a crash course in self-medicating and first aid. Due to burn scar contractures, dabi was often in extreme pain and very prone to infection, so he had to learn how to care for his wounds, how to bring himself relief, what types of aid where most effective, which medications had which effects,how quickly they kicked in, and most importantly, where to get them. 

-in that same vein, dabi has become very knowledgeable on antibiotics and basic first aid; he also knows how to properly stitch a wound and can do it very quickly so he’s the makeshift medic for the VA 

-being a combatant, dabi’s staples get damaged pretty often so he changes them out fairly often and it is absolute agony to remove them one by one, especially the ones under his eyes, so dabi literally has to get himself just drunk enough to take the edge off but still be able to swap them out without hurting himself; this is another reason i think dabi has a high pain tolerance 

-he carries an emergency suture kit in that little leather fanny pack thing; sometimes they get damaged mid battle and dabi has to stitch himself up in the moment until he can replace the staple that came out 

-changing gears a little, personally, i think dabi is a lot like shouto in that he’s funny, especially when he doesnt mean to be funny. dabi has that same aloof personality that shouto has because they’re brothers and he strikes me as the type to have a very dry sense of humor. that scene in chapter 160 where dabi says he gets car sick while completely blank-faced, that’s what i mean lol you cant tell me shouto wouldnt act the exact same way if he were in that situation

-dabi hates the rain; it makes his joints ache and his burns feel more tender and it’s awful 

-dabi likes spicy foods spicy food for spicy boi

-dabi has A Lot of piercings, and he’s done most of them himself 

-since he dropped out of school, dabi isn’t academically brilliant, but he’s a pretty fast learner and is very street savvy. And don’t mistake this for me thinking he’s dumb, because he’s not. Dabi’s a pretty intelligent guy, he just didnt have the opportunity to learn a lot of stuff. I was talking about this with a friend on twitter a while back, but the gist of that convo was that shigaraki is highly intelligent, especially academically and AFO encouraged him to read a lot and learn about a variety of subjects, because knowledge is power and blah blah blah

 so fast forward to the current time, shigaraki often reads the paper and random books (the book in question at the time of the convo was animal farm) and dabi likes to ask him about what he’s reading and is genuinely interested in shiggy’s literary criticisms, ideas, etc. and he learns a lot  

- idk what else to say lmao so i’ll cut off here i guess but yeah i have a lot of thoughts about the dabster