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lyneri 5 months
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Short hair Nejire 馃尭
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Autistic Anime Girls Group 2 Match 7
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Nejire -
"Okay this is mostly just vibes,, I just love her,,, but she's so bubbly and called 'airheaded' by others because she doesn't get social cues and comes off as kinda nosy, but she's just tryin to make friends 馃槶 so yeah she's autistic because i said so."
Yuuko -
"Sometimes has issues with social cues. She鈥檚 got that ADHD/autism swagger."
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keepingupwithkarasuno 6 months
I鈥檓 first ever big 3 text not sure how I feel about it.. it鈥檚 definitely not my favorite but I don鈥檛 down right hate it yk. Mm probably gonna play around with them more try to figure out the best way to write for them bc I love them dearly.
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m0chicakes 1 year
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There鈥檚 not enough short haired Nejire in this world
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aashi-heartfilia 4 months
All Chapters Covers featuring Ochako Uraraka
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Lots of love to my baby cheeks!! She deserves the world and the solo chapters covers ofc!! Hori, give us some Chako content!!!
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myheromedia 4 days
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Nejire & Tamaki
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ofinkandpaper 5 months
A Changed World
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Yandere!Villian!MHA x Reader
Hello! Finally, after nearly an entire year, I have finally finished chapter two with the gracious help and beta reading of @cupidcreates 鉂わ笍 So many things have been going on in my personal life and I really appreciate y'all's patience with this. Also, to clarify why I tag certain characters though they don't appear in a this chapter: they are referenced and are an important character to the story as a whole, so it makes it easier for me to keep track of what tags I should put on each chapter when they're all the same.
Note: The characters are aged up. As the story progresses, I will tag each chapter with respective trigger and content warnings, which may include聽mentions of murder, assault, cannibalism, stalking, torture, arson, terrorism, and other felonies, Yandere themes, Sexual assault, Mental illness, abuse. I do not own MHA nor do these personalities represent the writers, characters or VAs of the show. This is strictly fiction and for entertainment purposes only.
**Trigger Warnings: Implied Stalking/Being Watched
Word Count: 3,566
Taglist: @lolawassad @letskidaddle @youngbeansprout @bakuhoes-dumbass @cupidcreates
"Okay, so here's what I'm thinking." You glanced up from your computer for a moment, pausing in writing the few reports Tamaki had asked you for to give Kendo the small amount of attention you knew would be needed for her to continue talking.
Her casual drone, when comfortable, made for nice background noise and gave you a sense of peace.
"You could always move in with me! Sure, you may have to deal with Monoma every once in a while, but he's mellowed out a bit since we graduated so he isn't as much of a nuisance as he used to be." The thought made you scoff, but gave you a tiny bit of hope for the blonde man. Even with as much hate as he spewed at your fellow classmates, you had a small soft spot for him. As far as you could recall, you were one of the few that he had actually confided in when it came to his quirk insecurity - whether a copying quirk was a good fit for hero work or not, and not having much support about it in his childhood. Sometimes it made you wonder, a little dejectedly, if he had been making a jab at your own quirk. Sure it wasn't anything fancy like Hawks' was, but you liked it well enough.
"You of all people know I don't actually mind being around him, Itsuka." You huffed a laugh and went back to typing, "Besides, I can tell you right now I'm not a good roommate. Partially due to my quirk and partially due to how much I enjoy being alone sometimes."
"Oh please, if I could handle you in the UA dorms, I can handle you in a regular living situation." You could almost feel the force of her eye roll as you hear her flop back onto your bed. You glance at the clock to check the time before continuing to type, making a silent promise to finish this one report and send what you have done while promising Tamaki you would finish the rest tomorrow.
You wanted at least a few hours with your friend while she was here, you know?
"Honestly, I think you only managed that because of Monoma and Tetsutetsu." You smirk and glance her way again. Again, she scoffed and waved a hand dismissively as she turned her attention to her phone. Once more, back to the paperwork grind, you pushed through the last few sentences before sending them off to their respective destinations.
"Oh. There was one other thing I wanted to ask about." You swivel to face Kendo, frowning as she sat up and gave you the most serious look you've seen on her the entire day.
"What's up?"
"Are you really okay living here? With all the gang activity?"
The sudden weight of her questions caused a slight tension to rise over your body and your expression to fall a touch. You turned away from her as you thought of an answer, staring blankly at your keyboard. You could hear her shifting - uncomfortably, you assumed - as she tried to wait patiently for your response.
It was hard to think of an answer that didn't sound like there was some lie to it. Sure, you were used to the gangs, and appreciated that they didn't make your life as much of hell as they probably could鈥 but that didn't mean you were entirely comfortable with them getting away with strong arming innocent civilians just because they knew the local heroes weren't supported enough to be able to stand up confidently and fully against them.
In all honesty, you had half a mind sometimes to leave Tamaki's agency and join the local one to add some backbone to the force.
"It's alright鈥 it's not exactly what I would really want, but it's what I can afford at the moment.鈥 You pause and give a shrug, 鈥淎nd the gangs haven鈥檛 been too bad recently. Just wish the hero agency in this area had a bit more support so they could actually do something about it all.鈥
Kendo was quiet as she took in your words, and with your attention away from her, her expression neutralized. It would have been easy for you to see the thoughts that swirled behind her eyes; thinking of how she could help and who she could talk to about either easing the situation in your neighborhood or getting you to move elsewhere. Having known you since your schooling days, she knew you were a stubborn one - she could almost put you on par with Midorya and Bakugo, if she were being completely honest.
Maybe a talk with Nejire was in order.
She forced a smile on her lips as she stood and went over, humming as she placed a hand on your shoulder. You looked up at her, finding a soft smile coming easy to you in response to her own.
鈥淲ell, while you figure out what you want to really do - don鈥檛 lie to me, I can tell you鈥檙e thinking about it - remember you have a plethora of people who have your back if you ever wanna move out.鈥
You sigh and nod, softly mentioning Tamaki鈥檚 offer to help you move closer to his agency. There was a sudden, but subtle, stiffness in her hand, though before you could really question it, she relaxed and moved away towards the bedroom door.
鈥淲hy haven鈥檛 you taken him up on it yet? Oh, and did you want any tea?鈥 She pauses at the door, waiting for your answer. You hum and nod, standing to follow her to the kitchen. This small moment made you glad she still felt comfortable enough with you to know she could make use of your home-space as if it were her own.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 know鈥 if I鈥檓 being honest, I just really don鈥檛 want to feel like I鈥檓 taking advantage of his kindness. Like, getting me an entire house? That鈥檚 a lot - way too much! I could never just casually go 鈥榦h sure, thanks boss!鈥 to something like that.鈥 You hoisted yourself up onto the counter, swinging your legs a little as you watch Kendo shuffling around getting the kettle and mugs set up. She raised a brow and glanced your way for a moment as she turned the oven on to start boiling the water.
鈥淎 house? I thought his offer was for an apartment.鈥 You make an elongated noise, accompanied by the shrug of your shoulders and one of your hands swaying side to side in a 鈥榤aybe鈥 gesture.
鈥淗ouse, apartment鈥 he鈥檚 offered a few different options, including moving in with him,鈥 Again you shrug, 鈥淏ut, again, it's nothing that I can easily accept from him. Not only do I not wanna聽 seem like a burden that needs to be protected, but I also don鈥檛 want to step on his toes and feel like I鈥檓 taking advantage of his kindness.鈥
She seemed to fall quiet in her thoughts as she watched the kettle, waiting for the whistle to signal that the water was ready. You let yourself relax a little further and rest your head against the edge of the cabinets while surveying the rest of the kitchen casually. Would it really be so bad if you decided to take one of them up on their offer to move in? Well, Tamaki did offer first - but Kendo was, as you felt, a closer friend. Glancing up at the ceiling, you contemplated if there had been anyone else that you could recall offering you a place to stay that wasn鈥檛 infested with more gang activity than a single hero could handle; you pull a blank as the kettle begins to whistle. Kendo picks it up and softly asks you to hold the tea bag strings in place as she pours. You were glad to do it; it gave your mind something else to focus on, and your hands something to do.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 think he would ever consider it as being taken advantage of. He is the one that offered in the first place.鈥 She smiled and set the kettle on a cool stove burner before picking up and handing you one of the mugs. You gave her a soft thanks, accompanied by a roll of your eyes.
鈥淭hat is true, but he is still my boss. If it isn鈥檛 the thought of taking advantage of his kindness, then I could only imagine what the more immature members of the agency would think if they caught wind.鈥 That got a responsive giggle as the red haired girl shook her head almost wildly; you were pretty sure that if she hadn鈥檛 had that cup of tea in her hands, pressed against her chest, she would be waving her hands all over the place.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 even want to think about that! I鈥檝e seen some of the members of your agency - I鈥檓 honestly surprised Suneater hasn鈥檛 said anything to them about their behaviour yet.鈥 For some reason, her calling Tamaki by his hero name gave you pause to ponder slightly - had you been the only one to call him by his name this entire time? And why did it feel weird to hear him being referred to as anything beyond his name? You shake the thoughts before you could dive too far down that specific rabbit hole.
鈥淚鈥檓 not sure, but I do recall him talking to a few at one point. Must鈥檝e been really bad considering how they ended up acting like absolutely perfect angels after their private conversation with him.鈥 You sipped your tea and let your mind wander again for a moment. What had those few done that caused Tamaki to actually reprimand them like he had, and not any of the other kinds of offenders? Kendo shrugged and took a sip of her own tea. However, before she could speak, her phone began to ring from the bedroom. Excusing herself, she set down her mug and darted off to answer it - you hoped you hadn鈥檛 kept her for too long. She hadn鈥檛 even mentioned if she was on call for hero work today or not before coming over to hang out.
You continued to nurse your tea, carefully leaping down from the counter so as not to knock her mug over in the process or spill any of yours.聽 You meander聽 into the living room and ponder if you wanted to either watch TV or grab a book to read. Or, as the thought came, you could go grab your own phone and either mindlessly scroll through social media or read fanfiction of your favorite shows and movies. You had a bit of a guilty pleasure when it came to reader inserts - though you weren鈥檛 sure why you called it guilty when it was a perfectly acceptable form of written media for your consumption!
You turned towards the bedroom as Kendo came back out, a pout on her lips as she went to her mug to take a few more quick sips before dumping the rest. Your brows furrowed in silent question when she finally turned towards you.
鈥淕ot called in to help with a few rougher captures.鈥 She sighed and shook her head, 鈥淕uess the newbies weren鈥檛 as well trained in the area as we thought they were.鈥
鈥淭hat鈥檚 understandable, was anyone hurt?鈥
鈥淣o casualties yet, but if you want I can keep you up to date on the progress?鈥 You nod and she smiled, returning it before striding over to grab her bag. Instead of her usual hug and verbal goodbyes, she gave you a quiet wave as she slipped out the door. You sigh and glance around the room again before sitting down and flicking the TV on to see if there was anything good on at the moment, or if you were going to have to switch over to one of your streaming services.
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The moment the door shut behind her, Kendo sighed and pulled her phone out to redial Nejire-Chan.
鈥淛ust left their apartment, everything seems to be fine.鈥 She spoke softly as she moved away from the door, keeping her head down as an unexpectedly deep frown found a home on her lips. She heard Nejire hum from the other end for a moment or two before she spoke again.
I鈥檓 glad to hear it! Gotta make sure Suneater鈥檚 little star stays safe鈥 though, you seem to be troubled by something? The question almost caused Kendo to laugh, even over the phone no one could keep even a single thought from the woman鈥檚 notice.
鈥淒id you know he had offered them to move in with him?鈥 There was a pause on the other end before a playful groan.
Seriously? Talk about a bold move - never would鈥檝e expected something like that from him! There was a giggle But, at the same time, too forward of a question when he doesn鈥檛 even know if they like him back or not.
鈥淲ell, from the sounds of it, they were really giving it some thought after I offered to let them move in with me.鈥 There was another giggle and the clicking of the lavender headed hero鈥檚 tongue.
Now, don鈥檛 go around making promises you can鈥檛 keep. You have orders to keep an eye on them, not make moves! This got a full laugh instead of the usual giggles as Kendo鈥檚 cheeks burned from a flustered embarrassment. She hadn鈥檛 thought about it like that when she first offered, but there was a flutter in her chest at the thought of the domestic kind of life she could have with one of her best friends. Did she have a crush on them? She wasn鈥檛 sure, and didn鈥檛 even know where to begin trying to figure that out. Instead, she cleared her throat and decided to pull the topic in a different direction.
鈥淗ave you heard word from Monoma yet about..?鈥
Not yet, but I鈥檓 sure it won鈥檛 take long for LeMillion and Deku to show back up on the radar. I鈥檓 still curious as to what they were needed for over in America. Kendo could practically hear the pout through the phone call, which brought the smile back to her lips and pulled her mind from her previous thoughts.
She looked around her before walking up to the bus stop and sitting down, wrapping her arms around her bag to keep it close to her chest while she swung her legs. She got an odd fulfilled sensation whenever her feet would scrape against the concrete beneath her.
鈥淚鈥檓 sure they鈥檒l tell us all about it when they come home - if it wasn鈥檛 too confidential at least.鈥 Nejire-Chan hummed in agreement. As she heard the other hero take a breath to begin speaking again, there was a soft voice on the other end catching her attention. Nejire pardoned herself for a moment and lowered the phone just enough to muffle the conversation, though Kendo could still hear it relatively well. Just as she鈥檇 been told before, it was about those villains she had to help get put into the system.
At least she hadn鈥檛 needed to tell them a lie when she had to leave, now that she thought about it.
Hey, I need to talk to you later. Let me know when you make it in! As she was hanging up, Nejire鈥檚 voice could be heard instructing the sidekick on what they should do in regards to whatever the question was they had asked.
Pulling the phone fully from her ear, she glanced around the bus stop and down both ways of the street for any sign of the bus before looking back down at her phone to scroll through her camera roll on a whim, also because she figured it was better than pulling a book up and getting sucked into the story while she was supposed to be at least somewhat focused on watching for when the bus came.
It felt like so long since any of them were in UA, and she was glad she was able to get so many memories saved into her phone during their time鈥 it also felt a little weird that, now that she was thinking about it, that she managed to still have the same phone that she had all through school. Just that responsible with it, she supposed.
Scrolling through, there were plenty of pictures of Class B - a decent chunk聽 of which were just evidence聽 of times when Tetsutetsu and Monoma would steal her phone for impromptu photo sessions with the rest of the class. The memories made her eyes roll with a fond smile on her lips; she hadn鈥檛 heard much from Tetsu in a while, but that was to be expected when he was constantly on the job with Kirishima. Meanwhile, it was nearly impossible for her to get away from鈥
She blinked in surprise, opening one photo she had no recollection of finding before now. It was a selfie of Monoma and Tetsu on either side of鈥 them. All three of them were smiling wide, as though laughing about something, and Monoma actually, genuinely, looked happier than she had ever really seen him before. Her smile came back, fonder than before, and her cheeks flushed a soft pink. For all the trouble he caused them, she really couldn鈥檛 imagine not having him as a friend. Any of them, really. She cleared her throat and put her phone down to keep herself from going emotionally overboard from the nostalgia, and just in time for the bus to arrive as well.
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The rush of the air outside the airplane cabin was calming, though his leg continued to jitter as he watched the clouds pass by. He was eager to get home and sleep in his own bed, patrol his own streets鈥 see his friends. Needless to say, he was homesick, but he was on the track back home so it wasn鈥檛 too bad anymore. It had been months since they were last in Japan, and as much as he loved being over in America to learn and do some network connecting, he was more than ready to be back. Not to mention he was ready to have authentic Japanese聽 food again from his favorite restaurants . Maybe he could drop by his mom鈥檚 place and get something homemade鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e looking a lot better there, Deku!鈥 The green haired man blinked and looked up at his traveling companion, his smile brighter than the sun - as per usual. Deku returned the smile, though a softer version, and nodded.
鈥淚鈥檓 excited to be back home. I wonder how everyone鈥檚 doing.鈥 He turned back to the window as Mirio sat across from him and looked out his own window. One of the perks of being a top five pro hero: getting to take a private plane instead of flying commercial - not that there was anything wrong with it! He just鈥 wasn鈥檛 comfortable with tight spaces with very little options for maneuverability.
鈥淚鈥檓 sure they鈥檙e doing just fine, though I鈥檓 also sure you knew that.鈥 Mirio chuckled and turned his attention to Deku, 鈥淓specially with how you鈥檝e been constantly exchanging emails with almost everyone during our time abroad.鈥 Deku laughed and rubbed the back of his head. It was hard not to constantly be checking for new messages during their away time. Was that clingy of him? He didn鈥檛 really think so, and he was pretty sure someone would鈥檝e told him to chill out with the instant replies. Even Bakugo hadn鈥檛 told him off about how quick he was to respond, which was a little bit of a surprise.
鈥淔air. How has Suneater and Nejire-Chan been, by the way? I know you鈥檝e been keeping up with them.鈥 Deku turned from the window and looked at Mirio, who he was surprised to see had a conspiratorial聽 smile and was raising his eyebrows up and down.
鈥淣ejire told me Tamaki has a crush on one of his sidekicks!鈥 The blonde was moving to pull out his phone to flip through his messages while Deku tried to pick up his jaw from the floor.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 great! Who is it?鈥 Mirio held his phone out to him. On the screen was a picture of Tamaki and a hero dressed in a black and white suit with white owl wings.
鈥淪he hasn鈥檛 given me their name yet, wanting me to introduce myself to them in person first so I don鈥檛 spook them or let on that they were talked about behind their back. Not that talking about a friend鈥檚 crush is all that unusual.鈥 Mirio chuckled and shrugged as Deku handed back the phone. He smiled and nodded.
鈥淚t would probably be odd if you called them out by name without them having met you before.鈥
The two continued to talk, from the mystery hero to how the agencies were doing and the crime rates that they鈥檝e been hearing about. Not to mention going over profits from their side hustle and how things were going on that front鈥 though, it was a little hard to focus on the rest of it when the hero Tamiki was pictured with kept slipping into his thoughts.
He would probably have to go with Mirio to greet them when they landed鈥
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The Big 3 !
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hado nejire x reader
warnings: growing apart, unrequited feelings, abandonment, non-descriptive self-harm, lesbians (the horror!)
a/n: there's a bit of time skipping in this, so i鈥檝e labeled things as their verses in the songs and the years (1, 2, and 3A) + semesters of high school they took place in. is nejire adhd/autistic coded? i cant tell, maybe its because i see the way she is as my normal (adhd) that i cant tell. i'm basing her personality strongly off the wiki bc she really hasn't had that much air time.
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inspired by and based on tv girl's- blue hair
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Verse 1 - First Semester 1A
You and Nejire met on your first day of high school, class 1A. Both of you had quirks that were more powerful than the rest of the girls in your class, assuming that the two of you thought that you were superior to them and were already looking down on them, they took initiative and distanced themselves from you at the start. This left the two of you with only two options, have no friends, be a lonely outcast for the foreseeable future, or become friends. Obviously, it was an easy choice, and it was nice that the two of you got along well, and probably would have become friends even if you weren鈥檛 put in that unfortunate social situation.聽
She was a blunt girl, not really knowing when it was the appropriate time, if at all, to say something that she wanted to say. She often ended up saying things that were accidentally hurtful, though if you let her know, she would instantly feel remorseful and apologize incessantly. She wasn鈥檛 always sure how to make a joke, often her attempts falling flat, but she was bright, and cheery, and had so much knowledge that she longed to share. You couldn鈥檛 help but find yourself smiling at her as you listened to her ramble about the newest thing, she learned that week on national geographic.聽
One day, in the middle of your first year, she asked you how to be funny. You were taken aback, and asked her back, 鈥測ou think I鈥檓 funny?鈥 She nodded with a small smile.
You contemplated on how you should respond to her difficultly abstract question, 鈥淚 don鈥檛 think that鈥檚 something you can teach.鈥澛
She looked down, her smile falling off her face sent a pang of guilt to your heart. You quickly tried to backtrack, 鈥淚 think you鈥檙e funny though Hado! You鈥檙e constantly making me smile and laugh!鈥. Her eyes met yours, a furrow forming on her brow, you stammered on, 鈥淢aybe not everyone thinks you鈥檙e funny, but I think that鈥檚 true for everyone! You just got to find the people that do think you鈥檙e funny and like being around you鈥 like me.鈥 You held eye contact with her despite the bright flush that made its way to your cheeks, ask if you were trying to transfer your conviction over to her.聽 She brushed off your almost confession with a giggle and a change of topic.
Chorus 1- Second Semester 2A
As you both aged, Nejire started to get more notice than you. Not that you were jealous, you being too enamored with her to care, no, you were just happy that she was getting the recognition you thought she so obviously deserved. It did sting though, when she would turn down your invitations for afterschool dates poorly vailed by you as hangouts. She needed to train though, she would say, and dismiss you with a 鈥渘ext time, okay y/n?鈥
Sometimes as you left the school building on your way home you would take the long way, past the training fields to watch her for a little bit, training with two boys from your class. You wondered why she didn鈥檛 ask you to train with her, to help her. You would never ask though, far too afraid of the answer that seemed to be pulling at the hem of your shirt, demanding your attention. She鈥檚 just focusing on training, it鈥檚 not like she suddenly stopped liking you. It鈥檚 not like she wanted to stop being your friend. It鈥檚 not like she was purposely ignoring you. Right?
Verse 2- Third Semester 1A聽
The two of you were sitting in a cafe after school, one that Nejire had shown you a picture of on Pinterest and said the two of you had to go for their cute specialty foods. You had gotten a parfait, the cream on top having been manipulated into the shape of a cat, Nejire got a jasmine tea latte, the art in the foam had her swooning and whipping out her phone to snap pictures of it in multiple angles as she told you about her Pinterest page鈥檚 aesthetic, you listened along, slightly confused at the idea of people posting on Pinterest like it was a social media but not questioning it. After she had taken enough pictures of both her and your orders, the two of you started on your treats, she took a long sip from her latte and when she placed it back down on the table, she had suddenly grown a distinguished mustache made of foam. It made you smile so hard your cheeks hurt, trying to keep your laugher a courteous volume to the other patrons was exceedingly difficult as she didn鈥檛 seem to notice her new facial accessory and was looking at you very confused. In spite of your shakes of laughter you managed to raise a shaky hand to point at your upper lip, signaling to her what you had found so funny. She raised a finger to her top lip, touching the foam and then pulled it back to see what was on her face. Realizing what she had done, her face blushed a warm pink as she quickly grabbed her napkin to wipe it away. You had finally calmed down and noticed that she had missed a little bit on the far edge.
鈥淣ejire, you still have some,鈥 you told her and pointed on yourself where it was on her, picked the napkin back up and scrubbed at her face, but on the wrong side.
鈥淣o, other side,鈥 you specified. She again rubbed at her face with the now crumpled napkin but somehow still managed to miss the small smudge of foamed milk.
Not thinking, you rose and leaned across the table, before wiping the white away with your thumb. You sat back down, and without a thought in your head, licked it off of your thumb.聽
You noticed her face flush, even more than before, now a hot red; you realized the suggestiveness of what you had just done, and at the same time, felt an explosion of butterflies manifest themselves into your gut.聽
She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, looking down with a slight smile on her face, and you reddened.聽
The two of you sat in silence for a while before she broke it.
鈥淒o you think I鈥檓 pretty?鈥
You didn鈥檛 think before you responded.
鈥淵es.鈥 You hesitated and then added on, 鈥淚 think you鈥檙e really beautiful.鈥
The two of you fell back into silence.
The purgatory of not knowing how the two of you felt about each other was horrible, but the fear of rejection, not just of a confession but of you as a person, rejecting your identity, kept you in your place.聽
There really was no winning.
Chorus 2- First Semester 3A
It hurt, seeing her every day, but not being able to talk to her about anything and everything in the way that you had grown used to. She was part of the big 3 now, she was revered by everyone now, she was strong and kind and smart and now they were all seeing what you had from the start. It was selfish of you, you knew, but you wish they hadn't noticed.聽
She wasn鈥檛 being purposefully cruel in her withdrawal from you, she wasn鈥檛 doing it to be mean, she had just forgotten, she had just been stretched too thin and something had to go. It was still mean though, and it was still cruel.
You felt the loneliest now, so much so it was almost incomparable. Your days now spent in silence, and slowly falling into the motions. School, train, sleep, school, train, sleep, school, train, sleep. With nothing to break the monotony, life became dull, and you were sinking into a different kind of blue, not the blue of an eye like you did when you first saw Hado Nejire, but into the blue of the mind, getting darker, muddier, harder to see what鈥檚 in front of you.聽
You became more reckless, not in retaliation but due to a slow building and concerning lack of self-preservation. Often throwing yourself into dangerous positions with villains, jumping solo into fights, you had no probability of winning alone, asking for more and more hours at your internship. It kept it at bay for a little while, the numbness, but as with most things, it did not last. You feared you were slowly but surely becoming a shell of your former self.
You needed something more, you needed to keep yourself feeling, needed to keep yourself human, needed to keep yourself. So, you resorted to means you probably shouldn鈥檛 have. Flame, blade, burns, blood. You knew it wasn鈥檛 healthy, but it was something.聽
On an especially hot September day it was odd to see students wearing their long-sleeved winter uniforms, but not enough to raise many questions. One girl asked, 鈥淎ren鈥檛 you hot?鈥, but you brushed it off, explaining that you just ran cold. A bold-faced lie to anyone who knew you, but none of them did.聽
As you were working on your lesson book, Hado Nejire walked past your desk on her way to the front of the room, glancing down at you, maybe out of habit, she got a glance of lines of damaged skin, some already faded, but many varying degrees of red. She faltered in her step, double taking, confused as to what she was seeing. Not wanting to cause a scene in class or be caught staring, she almost seamlessly continued walking, and if one hadn鈥檛 been watching her, they wouldn鈥檛 have noticed her split second reel.
She stopped you by the door after class, and when you tried to scoot by her, thinking she wasn鈥檛 aware she was in the doorway, she blocked its entirety with her body, staring you down. She grabbed you by the hand and led you to an unused stairwell as you stumbled behind her hastened pace. You didn鈥檛 notice it at the time, but she was especially careful when grabbing you, fearing that she would take hold somewhere that would cause you pain, fearing to reopen possible wounds.
聽There was a furrow in your brow as you looked at her, wordlessly questioned why she had dragged you there. She turned your arm over, her hand still holding yours, and gently raised your crisp white sleeve, a gasp of dismay escaping her lips as her eyes raked over your battered arm. She dropped your hand only to quickly grab your other one, pulling the sleeve of that arm up too. You were watching her face as she grit her teeth at the sight, her eyebrows pushed into an expression you didn鈥檛 know, one you had never seen before even after all the years you had known her. Her head turned and her eyes met yours, weirdly, you thought, they were filled with tears.聽
This pushed some button you did not know you had, and an unexpected, hot rage filled you.聽
鈥淲hat do you mean, Hado?鈥 you did not spit her name, but she flinched as if it was filled with venom.
鈥淵/n鈥︹ she trailed off. You remained silent, seething.聽
鈥淭his isn鈥檛 like you, why would you do this?鈥澛
You didn鈥檛 answer her for a long time before sighing, 鈥淵ou wouldn鈥檛 know Hado, you haven鈥檛 spoke to me in well over 5 months.鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 sorry, I-鈥 her words almost a whimper, but you interrupted her.聽
鈥淧lease, don鈥檛. I don鈥檛 think I can stomach it Hado, I think, whatever you鈥檙e going to say next, will only make things worse.鈥
She clamped her mouth shut, her lips in a pale line, and nodded tearfully, before choking out an 鈥渙kay鈥.聽
Things didn鈥檛 change much after that, though she was more watchful of you, you could, at times, feel her eyes boring into you from across the classroom or training halls and fields, and you started feeling a little different, slowing down in your efforts to drive away the numbness, as the numbness seemed to seep away from you. Less and less, you found yourself feeling as if there was nowhere else to go with a knife in your grasp.聽
You also no longer prayed that she would make time for you, disillusioning yourself, and realizing that she was not perfect, though feelings as strong as yours don鈥檛 just simply disappear due to disillusionment.聽
Verse 3- Third Semester 3A
Her hair had been burnt off, now in a blunt bob, and what once had been marred and blistered skin was now just slightly tinged pink. It still hurt you to see though, quietly observing. She was different now, bolder, more self-assured, Maybe, you mused, something had been burnt off along with her hair. You were different now too though, you were better. You had sought counseling, speaking to the trusted hero you were interning under, and they helped you find and utilize resources to mitigate your mental health. You felt lighter, you were still lonely, but you were now a little bit more at peace with your solitude, and less afraid to put yourself out there, slowly becoming friends with the sidekicks at your internship who were just a couple years your senior.聽
Chorus 3- After Graduation
Sometimes you would see her on TVs in coffee shops, or in ads in magazines, though if you looked you could find yourself too, maybe not as often, but still there. Both of you were making a name for yourselves in the hero world.聽
You had started dating a pretty sidekick from your agency, she was one of the first people you had befriended when you started putting in the effort to get better, she had been there for you through many bad nights, and many more good ones. You really, truly loved her. And yes, sometimes you would miss your first love, but not in a way of current longing, but for a past. You would never leave your girlfriend though, even if you got the chance to go back, even if they told you everything would turn out the way you had begged and hoped and dreamt. Those were no longer your dreams.聽
It was in line at a coffee shop that you ran into her. She looked nice, more mature, gracefully slipping into her early 20鈥檚, face less youthful, but still bright with a smile.聽
The two of you chatted as you waited for your orders to be taken, and continued afterwards, as you waited for them to be made.聽
She was direct in her flirting, touching your arm, complementing you, laughing a little too much at things that weren鈥檛 that funny. You did not reciprocate. 5 years ago, if she had been doing what she was doing now, you would have been over the moon, indescribably happy, but now, you didn鈥檛 feel much of anything at all. You were flattered, maybe a bit annoyed, but the feelings were so watered down, so muted that you could barely describe them as anything. You were happy to talk to an old friend though.聽
鈥淲e should hang out some time,鈥 she told you after your orders had been picked up from the counter and the two of you started towards the front doors, 鈥済o on a little afterschool date like we used to.鈥 She smiled and winked.
You politely smiled back at her and opened your mouth to reply, when your phone started going off, the ring tone you had affectionately assigned to your girlfriend, playing.聽
鈥淥h, sorry it鈥檚 my girlfriend, let me answer real quick,鈥 not waiting for a response from Nejire, you picked up the phone.
鈥淗ey love, what鈥檚 up?鈥 You inquired through the phone.
鈥淎re you almost home yet?鈥
鈥淵eah, I just picked up your coffee from the coffee place two blocks down.鈥
鈥淥h yay! Thank you baby, see you soon, I love you.鈥
鈥淚 love you too.鈥澛
You ended the call and turned towards Nejire apologetically, 鈥淪orry about that!鈥
You exited the shop, Nejire holding the door open for you, and stood next to her on the sidewalk, close to the building and out of the way.聽
鈥淥h!鈥 you realized you hadn鈥檛 answered her question yet, 鈥測eah, it would be nice to hang out and catch up.鈥 This time, hangout had no hidden meanings or crossed fingers. It was purely platonic. 鈥淚 miss you,鈥 she confessed. Your eyebrows shot up in surprise, you were really never expecting her to say that.聽
鈥淚 guess things ended up differently, not the way I wanted I mean.鈥 she clarified. 鈥淚t鈥檚 hard seeing you in the news, or in my fashion magazines, but not being able to see you in person anymore. I just鈥 miss you a lot y/n, even though you鈥檝e not gone anywhere.鈥
You hmm and nod, 鈥測ou鈥檙e right, I haven鈥檛 gone anywhere. That was you, Hado Nejire. I鈥檓 proud of you, you're becoming a great hero.鈥 You smiled at her softly. She stood, unmoving, looking at you, maybe waiting for something more, but you were no longer the person who would be able to provide that.
鈥淲ell, I need to get going before all this ice melts,鈥 you shook the iced coffee in your hands, 鈥渙r my girlfriend will have my head.鈥
鈥淥h, uh, okay鈥 she stammered.聽
鈥淢essage me! My numbers still the same, if you still have it. You could meet my girlfriend too, I think you鈥檇 like her, she鈥檚 amazing.鈥
Nejire nodded, watching your figure as you walked away, bitter jealousy and remorse making their home in her sour stomach.
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Hi! I know it may seem like I am romanticizing self-harm in this but I promise I am not. As it is something I have struggled with for many years I am just reflecting my own struggles and thoughts, and trying to represent a mental illness as what it is. That doesn't mean it is something you should do, and if you struggle with it and are tempted after reading, here are some healthier alternatives. Please do not hurt yourselves, lovelies.
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mistirimoose 8 months
藲 嗉樷櫋 鈰嗭健藲Dating Nejire Hado HCS.藲 嗉樷櫋 鈰嗭健藲
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鉁 Hand holding and arm linking everywhere.
鉁 cute little kisses, like, small pecks on the lips from time-to-time.
鉁 Small cute picnic dates cause she loves them.
鉁 Sometimes you two would go on walks somewhere nice like in the park, listening to her talk about random things while holding hands and enjoying the view and sometimes getting ice cream.
鉁 When you guys are clothes shopping and trying out new outfits, if you compliment her in a certain outfit she'd buy it.
鉁﹕ometimes you'd have to be patient with her since she's very bubbly and energetic but that's okay cause she's your girlfriend and its very cute of her<3.
鉁㎜ong cuddles after heavy missions<3.
鉁㏒he doesn't get jealous easily. But if she does ends up getting jealous at some point, she'd be more affectionate and touchy with you.
鉁¦ould take care of you whenever you're sick and makes sure you rest a lot.
鉁 She always offers to help whenever you get any hard missions.
鉁 If you miss just one day of class with no explanation, the second she see's you she'd instantly bombard you with questions on why you skipped. Would scold you if you tell her you skipped cause you were bored, lazy, etc.
鉁 If you tell her how much you like a certain thing, she'd buy it for you on your birthday.
鉁 She makes sure you have the best birthday every year.
(!sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes, English isn't my first language!)
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yumuramma 11 months
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Nejire Hado!!
Colored by me
Original art by Kohei Horikoshi
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sheva-archive 10 months
Nejire Hado x Reader Headcannons
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-She absolutely adores you. Like, REALLY adores you, so much that she often likes to show you off.
-"Aren't they so pretty? Hm? They're taken though."
-"Look, did you see that? So cool! That's my baby!"
-This also includes pda's or public displays of affection. Holding hands as you walk through the mall together. Kissing in front of friends. Etc. Let's just say, she's not exactly for people who want a quiet relationship.
-She's mad clingy too.
-She'll just spend hours latched onto you when you cuddle up together. And whine whenever you get up.
-Whenever you two meet again after being apart for some time. (Whether it be a week or 45 minutes) You'll get a tight bear hug and at least 40 "I missed you"s from her.
-"Mmmh! ImissedyouImissedyouImissedyou SO MUCH"
-She loves it when you come to her pageants. Always makes sure you get a seat with the best view. She also encourages you to try every once in a while. Whether you give it a shot or politely decline. She's down to support your decision.
-"Thanks for coming!"
-"Y'know one of these days you should really try pageantry. I'd bet all my money you'd do great!"
-Neijire enjoys dolling you up. She ALWAYS knows what works with you. Clothing that compliments your skin, eyes, and body shape. Makeup that never fails to wow anybody that sees you. And HAIR. Goodness, she is a MASTER. Whether straight, long, short, curly, nappy, or kinky. She makes an absolute diva out of you.
-"Tadaaa! What do you think? _____ I'm so glad you like it!"
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katcolors 1 year
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Found out it was her birthday tomorrow and I鈥檓 posting this here first 馃挋馃挮
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