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sparkles-and-trash · 7 months

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Dabi is starting to suspect Hawks is looking down on him, or even worse; pitying him.

It’s fucking infuriating.

It started out small, with things he barley noticed.

The only reason he did was that he was so good at his job, which was currently watching the stupid bird’s every move.

Just work stuff.

Anyways, the first things Dabi noticed was how Hawks always fucking… hovered around him.

Not in a nosey way, but in an almost nervous way.

Like he thought Dabi was gonna break in two if a gust of wind hit him or something.

Then it was the food.

Stupid bird, always bringing «extra food he had left over», as if Hawks ever had any left over food.

One especially chilly night they were out keeping watch over something, the stupid hero even tried to give Dabi his ugly ass hero jacket.

It took all of Dabi’s self control not to light the thing on fire.

It all made Dabi even more snippy and short tempered than usual, and everyone was getting tired of it.

Except Hawks, who somehow didn’t seem to notice at all.

This whole thing might have gone on forever, if it weren’t for the last straw breaking during a small confrontation with some low level thugs.

Hawks and Dabi had been standing side by side as the thugs were getting fired up, and Dabi was getting bored and ready to just put an end to this.

But just as he got ready to move, Hawks stepped in front of him with a feather blade in hand, wrapped a wing around Dabi and pushed him to the side as he scared the idiots who ran off right away.

«What the fuck, Hawks?!» Dabi spat as he spun around to face the hero.

Hawks looked like he had no clue what Dabi was referring to.

«What? Were they secret friends of yours of something?» he asked with a grin.

Dabi didn’t laugh.

«Listen here little bird,» Dabi growled as he stepped closer to the dumbfounded bird.

«I know I’m not some big strong hero, and that I’m literally falling apart at the seams,» he continued, voice low as he ended up caging the smaller man against the brick wall.

Hawks just looked up at him with big, confused eyes, mouth agape.

«but that does NOT give you the right to fucking pity me, to act like I’m some little civillian needing your saving!»

When he finished, his face was so close to Hawks’ that the only thing he can see is the gold of his eyes.

A small, startled noise makes it way out of Hawks’ mouth, and Dabi takes a small step back and looks at him like he grew an extra head.

«Did you just fucking CHIRP at me?!»

Hawks threw his glowed hands over his mouth as his face flushed red.

«No!» he muffled out before slowly removing his hands.

«Yea you did!» Dabi gasped, poiting an accusing finger at the others face.

The hero sighs deeply and avert his eyes.

«Maybe, yeah,» he mumbled, and Dabi shakes his head, at a loss of words.

«But I don’t think you’re weak!» Hawks says, somewhat desperatly, and grabs Dabi’s arm gently.

Dabi just huffs and rolls his eye.

«I don’t!»

Dabi slowly turns his head to look at the hero again, raising his eyebrows to keep the bird talking.

«I just… I care about you, you idiot!»

Hawks’ little outburst makes Dabi’s eyes pop open.

«You… care? About me?» the villain asks, slowly.

Hawks huffs and crossed his arms.

«Unfortunatly, yeah. But right now I’m having trouble remembering why.»

Dabi rolls his eyes, but his chest does give a little flutter.

Weird.

«First of all, I’m fucking delightful, so that’s obviously why,» Dabi says with a smalm smirk, and to his relief he hears Hawks huff out a chuckle.

«Treating me like a helpless idiot is kinda a weird way to show it tho, don’t you think?» Dabi pushes, and Hawks lets out an awkward chuckle.

«I could blame the hero thing, would you believe that?» he asks, and Dabi rolls his eyes.

«What do you think?»

Hawks sighs, and rubs the back of his neck.

A nervous habit.

«It’s a bit of a bird thing?» Hawks finally admits.

Dabi just blinks at him.

«Bird… thing?»

Hawks nods.

«Bird thing,» he says solemnly.

Dabi’s not sure what else to do, or say, or think, so at that point he just does the only thing that feels right, and grabs the silly birds pretty face and kisses him silly.

Judging by the way Hawks’ chirps into the kiss, and how his wings flutter and flap softly, that was the right move after all.

Silly fucking bird.

#dabihawks #Dabi #Hawks #Dabi x Hawks #Hawks x Dabi #keigo takami #Touya todoroki #toukei #Touya x keigo #keigo x touya #mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

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evalevaeva · 8 months

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Who? | oh beomseok x reader

in which beomseok becomes someone you can't recognise.

[paragraphed weirdly because i wrote this on my notes in between study breaks]

-got this idea while chatting my new friend, @slytherinshua

The physics worksheet on your desk was covered with scribbles of different coloured pens and highlighters as you tilted your head, questioning the various questions to be answered on the worksheet. It felt as if a ghost ran past you as someone placed. a smalm carton of milk with bread on your desk, before attempting to dash away from you, not giving you even one look.

The person didn't get far as they halted in their tracks and turned to walk back to your table, nervously scratching their neck as they began, "I... saw that you didn't bring breakfast today, and you seemed to be having a tough time everyday, so I hope this will cheer you up!". The boy in front of you explained as he smiled nervously before walking away from your desk to his desk next to Yeon Sieun. The boy who had nervously come up to you was none other than the new transfer, Oh Beomseok. He had a rough time with Youngbin and his hooligans, but it seemed that he had found his group of people. Strangely enough, those people had to be Sooho and Sieun, two very perculiar individuals, but matched as if they had known each other in a previous life.

Beomseok continued to bring you milk and bread every single day without a fail, until you decided to question him. Not that you were complaining, but there must have been a motive behind his actions.

"Here's your milk and bread!" Beomseok said as he began walking away from your desk, but you caught his wrist just as he was about to leave.

"Beomseok, could I ask you something? It's nothing serious, I'm just curious about something," You asked as Beomseok looked up to see Sooho giving him a thumbs up, while Sieun remained expressionless with his signature look.

Beomseok dragged over a chair as the rubber dragged against the tiled floor, making a loud sound. The boy took a seat across from you as you cleared your throat, a little nervous being in front of him.

"The milk and bread, I'm not trying to sound ungrateful or upset, I'm just curious as to why you would suddenly give me milk and bread. I mean, we've never talked before and you aren't obligated to get me them and I feel a bit bad because you've spent a lot of money to get me food. I'm just curious, why do you get me milk and bread everyday?" You questioned as Beomseok seemed visibly nervous.

The poor boy's glasses had sweat beads on the bottom side and his fingernails tapped against each other as he took a deep breath and closed his eyes before muttering something which you couldn't catch.

"I'm sorry, what was that? I couldn't understand you-"

"I've liked you for a while now and I didn't know how to confess my feelings so Sooho suggested I give you snacks because you like them!" Beomseok blurted out as his eyes widened, and his hand cupped over his mouth as if trying to keep anything else from spilling from him.

Your expression mirrored him as you coughed, trying to hide your cheeks that were turning red. You felt shy, and did not know what to say. You thought that you should just focus on your studies for the last mile of your journey in Eunjang High School, but it seemed that there were other things in store for you.

Over the course of a few months, Beomseok had become the best boyfriend you could ever ask for. Sometimes, it seemed like an understatement. Beomseok would wait outside the school gate patiently, waiting for you to arrive safely as the both of you would walk down the hallway leading to the class and talk non-stop about the future and your aspirations. Beomseok talked about how he wanted a future with you, and how he'd never had the chance to like anyone in his old school and nor were there anyone worth having feelings for there, but when he transferred to Eunjang High, he knew you were the one for him.

Beomseok being the hopeless romantic, would give you handmade paper flowers and would always ensure that you had your proper meals. Beomseok would make sure you arrived home safely, before leaving in his fancy family car.

You never knew more than what you were supposed to about his family, but you held onto the firm belief that you'd know one day.

That week was, strange to say the least. Beomseok seemed more distanced from not only Sooho and Sieun, but you. Beomseok had never acted this way before and it worried you, a lot.

The next day, walking up the hill to the school gate, you didn't see Beomseok, who would usually be waiting at the rusting iron gates that allowed students to enter the school. He wasn't there.

So you waited. Waited for minutes, worrying if he had gotten into trouble or maybe he felt ill and wouldn't be coming to school again. Before you knew it, you were dragging your feet to the classroom, disheartened that you wouldn't see him for the entire day.

"Thanks for paying for our drinks Beomseok!" Lee Jungchan yelled as Beomseok sat on the seat that once belonged to Youngbin. To say your heart dropped would be a drastic understatement. Beomseok was in school, but he seemed like a different person. His usual black rimmed glasses weren't on his pale face and the way he spoke, almost seemed foreign to you. It was almost like you were being tricked into thinking this stranger in front of you was your boyfriend.

"Hey Beomseok, your chick is here!" Han Taehoon said as the group of uncivilised teenagers split apart, revealing your 'boyfriend', Beomseok.

He looked at you as a wave of shock came across his dark eyes, he'd forgotten to meet you after school, especially with the banging hangover headache that was consuming his crown. You were shocked and absolutely refused to speak to him while he was in the company of Youngbin's dogs.

You turned away from the sight in front of you and made a beeline for your seat, that had been next to Beomseok, but it seemed that he had already moved seats. You turned to look over at Sieun, who was seated next to Beomseok's old seat. You wanted to ask him a million and one questions.

'What happened? Is he crazy? Did he lose it?' all types of questions ran through your head as you pulled the chair out from Beomseok's old seat and sat down, looking in Sieun's direction.

"Sieun, sieun! I need to ask you something," You whisper-shouted in Sieun's direction as he took of his airpods and turned to look at you, obviously bothered by your presence next to him.

"What's the matter with Beomseok? I mean, he's mental. It's as if, I don't even know him," You questioned as Sieun's eyes flickered to his desk before looking straight at you once again.

"I'll tell you later...at cram school," Sieun stated as he return to his work, giving Beomseok one last glance.

Cram School was never something you enjoyed since you sat next to Sieun and all he ever did was stare at the blackboard before scribbling in his notebook repeatedly for three hours. Today would be different, you took a seat next to Sieun as he began, telling you the truth.

"Sooho and Beomseok had a misunderstanding at the karaoke room and apparently some bullies from his school found him and he beat them, but Sooho held him back from causing too much harm. Beomseok was not happy with that and got angry with Sooho, which led to this point. He began joining Youngbin's old group of friends and he began vaping and paying for their alcohol. He's being used by them, I'm sure of it, but Sooho says Beomseok is using them," Sieun explained as it felt like someone had thrown the entire blackboard in your face.

You couldn't believe it and you wouldn't believe it.

He can't have changed that much, right?

Maybe he was just angry and would come around soon.

Cleaning time had never been your favourite and if you could turn back time, maybe you should've just rest at home.

"You slept with her? Yunhee! God she's so hot, and she's a senior!" One of the guys buzzed as another student kicked the mop that was being held by one of the students that were cleaning.

"Clean better, alright piggy?" The guy stated as the group broke into laughter.

"But you know who's hotter? Rina! I swear she has something for me, she looked into my eyes and- bzz! I felt the connection!" Jungchan stated as Beomseok smirked.

"I texted both of them! They both have a thing for me~" Beomseok happily stated as the rest of the guys huddled around the boy as he showed them a photo of him with them at a night club.

Your eyes widened as you stood at the door frame of the boy's toilet, having looked for Beomseok everywhere. You dropped your broom as it fell with a loud thud, grabbing the attention of the boys in the toilet.

Beomseok was pale, but his face at that current moment, was paler than even colour white. He dropped the electronic cigarette in his hand as he put his phone in his pocket and looked around nervously.

You were a patient person, everyone knew that, but never in your life have you ever encountered someone as vile and sickening as the boy who stopd before you.

Your feet seemed to take you forward as you raised your right arm and swung at his face, slapping him. His head faced the other way as he held the cheek that suffered the hit, watching the tears begin to well up in your clear eyes, causing them to turn red.

"We should break up. I have no idea who you are but, you're definitely not the Beomseok I loved. I wish you the best of luck," You stated tearfully as you turned to leave the bathroom, calmly walking to the hallway before you made a run for it. You could practically hear his footsteps as you ran out the school doors and out the school gate. He wasn't worth it anymore.

He was a foreign creature that had taken the form of your boyfriend and chose to spread pain to everyone around him.

"Wait!" That voice couldn't be mistaken for anyone else in the school, even if you tried to act as if you didn't know whose voice it was, you knew.

"No. You're sickening, absolutely sickening. First you get into fights and I get it, you want to defend your friends. This is totally different, you're smoking, drinking, sleeping with women, cheating and you've just completely changed! I have my dignity too Beomseok, and I won't let you step all over it. Maybe we were once lovers but now, I have no idea who you are or what type of being you are but please stay away from me. It's for my safety and wellbeing." You stated as you walked away, not wanting to face him again.

Beomseok ran his fingers through his hair as he shut his eyes aggresively, feeling a headache creeping up on him as he watched you leave. Leaving him physically and emotionally. If he felt lonely before, he might as we be alone in a coffin at that point. Nobody was there for him anymore. No one to text him good morning, no one to scribble smiley faces on his notes, no one to go bowling with him and no one to sit next to him and hug him while he cried out his feelings. No one to be his emotional support pillar and no one to say I love you to him.

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#weak hero #weak hero class one #i love beomseok #ohbeomseok #oh beomseok #yeon sieun #sieun fic #sieun x reader #ahn sooho

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gyutaro-shabana-upper6 · 1 year

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A haiku for you 💚

Your eyes are fire.

Their image burnt into my soul,

Scarred by beauty.

And a smalm reminder that I love you 😘💕

Aww… you wrote this for me?

Thanks… This made me smile. Do you really feel this way? I always hated my sickly eyes… but the way you describe them makes them sound beautiful

#gyutaro #gyutaro shabana #replies

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bunnylifts · 1 year

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i fucking beeped omg 😭 smalm haul once im home sorry for being inactive :}

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watch-out-it-bites · 5 months

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teeth are the fucking worst.

I have so many reasons to hate teeth, the way it feels. I hate the texture, how my mouth is cluttered, bur I especially hate the dissappintment. My teeth are uneven, I've got an overbite, I have buckteeth, many reasons! But I'm scared someone will see my teeth and find it gross, make fun of it I love being perceived I love making an impact to someone's day however I don't want those around my to know about that little bit of me, I will absolutely cover my mouth when I laugh and I will smile in a way they won't know what's up!! I hate dentist's. They terrify me, I don't want them touching my mouth!! I remember feeling my teeth get pulled at and pulled and shoved and pushed and it was so painful I remember sobbing I remember my body shaking I remember how painfully hot my eyes were as they pushed at my teeth and I remember afterward I just had to deal with it and this is stupid very much but I really don't like dentists and I wish I didn't have a mouth

But that leads onto the aspects I like about having a mouth. It makes me feel like a songbird! I pull out my hair so much it's like losing feathers they said to me and whenever I'm happy I sing and I don't sing good but miette sings happy and that's what counts I love having a mouth to blabber its hard to talk its getting harder everyday and I know it's my fault I should be assuming my mouth my voice my everything is fine normal great even however I don't. And I stay blabbering. I could do better but I like this.!!!

I don't want anyone to be near my branch, I share it with one person who basically doesn't care about it I want to share it but I can't there's better branches there's better words and I blabber and I don't really get it and no matter how much I save no matter what I do I cannot perfectly do it You Know? I want to. I want to show my content show my thoughts be perceived be on display however. Miette cannot. I would love to act out every fragment of mine show the extent I can go show everything I've done but being really perceived is terrifying. They know you're doing it so others can notice you but do you even wanna be noticed? Blahh. I accidently made the text on my post smalm in some parts. Man I'm not doing this right. But I'm doing it in a way I can, doing it in a way I like. So many alt accounts..

#za.p..io mention #don't let them see this!#update. um. youre just wrong??#update. deleted that.

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