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weirdwritess · 1 year
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Dating Headcanons for Jirou and Momo
Kyouka Jirou
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she doesn't like to show affection too often
when she does, it's usually privately and something like a quick kiss on the cheek
any song she writes, you are the first person to hear it
Jirou loves to play with your hair tho,
especially while lounging in the dorm commons.
she also comes to you when needing help with an assignment
Momo Yaoyorozu
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Momo is a sweetheart, she loves letting you know that you are amazing.
expect long, in depth conversation/debate, all while holding hands or cuddling.
She always (when she can) comes to you when shes doubting herself with big decisions.
Momo isn't big on showing affection with touch, it's always words with her. and you always know that her words are true.
you both have "study dates" in reality it's just you two studying in a comfortable silence.
Momo is a sweetheart, she loves letting you know that you are amazing.
expect long, in depth conversation/debate, all while holding hands or cuddling.
She always (when she can) comes to you when shes doubting herself with big decisions.
Momo isn't big on showing affection with touch, it's always words with her. and you always know that her words are true.
you both have "study dates" in reality it's just you two studying in a comfortable silence.
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weirdwritess · 1 year
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Heart Ache
Y/N finds her boyfriend cheating on her and tells her best friend, Shota. Shota comforts her in this time of need. —————— {y/n} ——————
The young female unlocks the door to her shared apartment, only to be greeted by the sight of her boyfriend on top of another girl. She drops her keys, letting out a choked sob. The boyfriend instantly sat up frantically denying any romantic relations between him and the stranger.
"Babe! C'mon, you know it's not what it looks like!" Her boyfriend yelled after her as she stormed to their room.
"Don't 'Babe' me! It's (l/n) to you! And get the hell out of my apartment!" The (h/c) haired girl yelled back, grabbing a few of his things and tossing them at him. "I never want to see you again, so take your shit and leave." She took his key to the apartment and then shoved him and the girl out the door, slamming and locking it.
"(Y/n), please let me back in. I'm sorry." Her, now ex, boyfriend pleaded; however, she ignored him.
Being alone, (y/n) finally let the tears fall. She slid down the wall, sobbing loudly. Her neatly brushed hair was now messy, her perfectly done mascara was now streaming down her face, and finally her smile. One that could light up the world now gone, replaced with a pained frown. Her mind was racing with thought about why, and what did she do wrong. Those thoughts were soon disrupted by the ding of her phone. At first she ignored it, but the messages kept rolling in. Ding. Ding. Ding. Finally she checked who was texting her so much, assuming it was her ex asking for forgiveness, but she was wrong.
Sleepy Head 💤 : hey can I come over? Hizashi is being annoying.
Sleepy Head 💤: (y/n) please? I'll bring snacks and pizza
Sleepy Head 💤: I know you're off work, maybe you're busy rn but please send a number so I know you're alright
Sleepy Head 💤: (y/n) if you don't answer I will come over in my hero gear and drag Hiza along!
Sleepy Head 💤: answer please. I'm worried for you
Airhead☁️: I'm physically okay Just come over please. I need someone to talk to.
Sleepy Head 💤: on my way
Airhead☁️: don't forget the pizza and snacks
(Y/n) stood up from the ground, setting her phone on the coffee table and sitting on the couch. She couldn't bother to unlock the door since Shota had a key. The heartbroken girl leaned forward grabbed her phone to occupy her while she waited for her best friend and the pizza that should accompany him. Around thirty minutes later she heard the lock click and the door open.
"(Y/n) can you help me with the snacks?" The raspy voice of her best friend called out, obviously carrying way to much. Who could blame him though? He wanted to make sure the fragile girl was always happy, and if she wasn't he'd try his best to help her. Anybody could tell this narcoleptic hero was in love with (y/n). Well, anyone except (y/n) herself.
"Yeah, sure Sho." She smiled weakly, pocketing her phone and standing up. (Y/n) took the bags, placing them on the small kitchen table. "Is that (fav. pizza) I smell~" she cooed, trying to hide her obvious pain.
Shota let out a soft chuckle, "Yes, yes it is. Now what's wrong, where is Futei?" He hands her a plate, which she gladly accepts. A sigh escapes her lips.
"Well I kicked him out." (Y/n) squeezes her eyes shut trying to control her tears. "I walked in after I got off work," she continued shakily, "he was cheating on me with this, this beautiful girl. Futei was trying to play it off as nothing, but I grabbed some of his stuff and shoved him out along with that girl." The fragile girl wiped her tears away, hoping Shota wouldn't notice them. Unfortunately for her he did.
Setting his plate to the side, Shota engulfed her in a warm hug. His calloused hands running through her hair in an attempt to calm her down.
"Shhh it's alright (n/n), breathe okay?" He speaks with a gentle tone, afraid to break her heart even more. (Y/n) hides her face in his shirt, sobbing uncontrollably. After a few minutes she calms down.
"Sorry Shota... I just really needed to cry with someone." She looks up at him obviously hiding other things, but Shota decided not to pressure her into telling him.
"So, do you want to have a Disney movie marathon? We can watch your favorites." Shota questioned the (e/c) eyed girl. She smiled at him weakly, and nodded.
"Any thing to erase him from my memory. For now." The frail girl giggled softly at her pun. She gripped his hand and gently tugged him to the couch. "Thanks for being there for me Shota."
"Anything for you, (n/n)." Shota spoke softly, quite literally meaning what he said.
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weirdwritess · 1 year
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Ugly - Ochaco Uraraka
TRIGGER WARNING: eating disorder? bad self image, and probably sad. --
(Y/n) stood infront of a mirror, lifting up their shirt to look at their body. A displeased look plastered on their face. Ever since (y/n) was a kid everyone would comment on their appeance and body. Breaking them down peice by peice until they were just one fraction of what they were.
There was one person keeping (y/n) from dropping, Uraraka. The bubbly girl somehow making (y/n) feel like they aren't completely ugly.
A loud knock rung through (Y/N)s dorm room, bringing their thoughts to a hault. After they pulled their shirt down they, walked to their door and opened it with an exasperated look. The expression soon changed seeing the bubbly hero-in-training standing infront of them.
"Uraraka, is there something you need?" (Y/N) questioned. They were happy to see her, one of the only thing to keep them going.
"No! actually I wanted to see if you would like to hang out with me and Tsu? We got permission to leave campus." She looked at the (skin toned) figure with hope glistening in her eyes.
(Y/n) noticed Urarakas hopeful eyes and sighed happily. "I suppose I could hang out with you two"
Uraraka jumped with glee, knowing that it was hard to get (Y/n) out unless forced. After she calmed down, she grabbed (y/n)'s hand dragging them to the common room, where Tsuyu was waiting.
"Ura, slow down." The now breathless (h/c) teen said. Uraraka let go of their hand with a bright smile on her face.
"Sorry (N/N), I'm just so so happy to hang out with you." She beamed, her smile never fading. Her smile bringing a blush to (y/n)s face.
"I'm happy too." They smiled sheepishly. (Y/n) walked ovet to the doors, slipping their shoes on. "So, Uraraka, Tsu, where are we going?"
"The mall, ribbit." Tsuyu said, already ready to go. As well as Uraraka.
"Alright, lets head out then!"
~At the mall food court~
(Y/n) sat at the table picking at their.d food, telling themself that they're not hungry. In reality they were extremely hungry. Today was just one of those days they couldn't get force those negitives down just enought to take care of themselves.
"N/n? are you alright, you've barely touched your food." A sweet voice broke the (skin tone) individual out of their drowning thoughts.
"Hmm, yeah.. just not very hungry." They lie through their teeth, and both Uraraka and Tsuyu noticed, glancing at eachother.
"ribbit. Uraraka and I are gonna get some ice cream we will be back!" Tsuyu beamed, though her tone was off. She draged Uraraka off towards a place that sold icecream.
"That doesn't sit right with me... They always seem to skip meals and eat very little. Maybe we should talk to them?" Uraraka tapped her chin, waiting in the line to order.
"Maybe you should talk to (N/n), they seems more open around you." Tsuyu mentions.
"Oh yeah! me and (n/n) have been friends since day one!" She jumps with a confident look and a smile on her face. She was determined to help (y/n).
~later at the dorms~
"(Y/n)~ Wanna talk?" Uraraka walked into their room, a smile on her face as always.
"Sure, whats up Ura?" They give a soft smile.
"Why haven't you been eating like you should?" The question caught (y/n) off gaurd.
"I, I don't know what you mean." they defend, weakly.
"Yes you do, and I hate seeing you suffer. You deserve better for yourself!" Uraraka hugged the shaking figure. "You know you can talk to me (n/n)!"
"I know I know, it's just hard Ura. All my life I've been ridiculed and made fun of because of my body. I hate it. I hate me." They say, tears welling in their eyes. (Y/N) grip Urarakas shirt crying into her shoulder. "I just want someone to love me for who I am!"
"I love you (N/n). I love you as you are.." Uraraka plants a kiss on their head. "I'm going to do everything I can do to help you."
"Uraraka.. I love you too.."
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weirdwritess · 1 year
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Katsuki Bakugo will 100% paint nails with you and let you paint his nails too (albeit he’ll act grumpy the whole time)
You honestly can’t Change my mind
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