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I see that you like Percy Jackson~ I was wondering if I could request a PJO/HoO and reader? Platonic or Romantic, doesnt matter c:
Youre lucky that im still in my PJO/HoO phase anon lolol, Luckily I've been itching to write something for PJO! Im thinking...Competition with a certain cabin~ I GOT BIG PLANS
It's been a long while my fellow followers! Been super busy with school and work, but I'm back to complete as many requests as I can c: Requests are open so please feel free and comfortable to send some in!
“The Princess of One for All will soon be betrothed to the Prince of Hellflame in 4 full moons!” the crowd below them roared with happiness. Men, Women, and children as well as other mythical beings shouted congratulations and happy praises at the princess above them, who in turn waved with a cheery smile. Shouting as many thanks as she could muster, though it was hard not to break down in front of them, so hard holding back those tears that desperately wanted to trail down her cheeks.
“Thank you all so much, I promise as the future queen of this land, I will do my best to rule with a fair hand!” With that, her father, King Toshinori, ushered her back into the castle. The princess couldn’t hold them back anymore. She began to weep in her father's arms, trembling as his shirt began to soak with her salty tears.
“I don’t want to marry him, Papa, I want to choose my husband!” Toshinori sighed, lovingly stroking his daughter's hair. “ I gave you a window, a time frame, but the man you wanted, he didn-” he stopped himself, reluctant to finish his sentence but knew she needed to hear these words. To wake her up from her childish dreams, Toshinori didn’t want to hurt her like how the man she loved did, but he had no choice. His daughter had to grow up and marry someone for her to take his throne and face reality like he did at her age. Though it was cruel and heartbreaking, any parent would do the same for their child.
“The man you love wanted nothing to do with you, he was repulsed. So I decided for you. I...I’m sorry but it had to be done. What I did was for you and only for you, my princess.” The king lifted her chin, stroking her cheek with his thumb ever so gently as he wiped away the oncoming tears. His words stung, like someone had struck her heart with a broken dagger but she understood that her father meant no harm. He was only looking out for her, the people of his kingdom, and other kingdoms he had an alliance with.
“I...I understand.” The reminder of her unrequited love hurt deeply, more than it should have but as future queen, she had to grin and bear with it. No more childish fantasies, no more wild dreams, and no more following around the man she loved like a poor lovesick puppy. With a shaky breath, the princess, soon to be queen, held her head high and took her father's large hand in her own. “Thank you, I’ll be in my library if you need me.” she kissed his hand and then elegantly walked off to the opposite side of the castle. To keep prying eyes away from her tear-stained cheeks, not wanting to spread rumors or such to hinder her image and possibly ruin the arranged marriage her father had set up with the king from the neighboring nation.
Her back slumped against a nearby bookshelf after making sure that she was alone in her little library. Everything hurt, her body ached, and her figure trembled with worry, pain, and fright. One of her many problems was not knowing who this prince was and how he would treat her during their marriage. Was he a kind man or would he abuse her like she’s heard about his father, the king in the neighboring nation? Would he try to take over her kingdom under her rule? So many questions filled her pounding head... As much as she was worried about herself, it was mainly the citizens of her kingdom that she was deeply concerned for. The princess shook her head, sinking onto the cold carpeted floor as her fingers ran through her long curly locks in dismay. She felt cornered, trapped in a little inhumane game that someone tricked her into playing. But she trusted her father, he could read what kind of person someone is by how they carry themselves, their actions, and their tone of voice. Surely her future husband...surely he must be a kind man.
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“You shouldn’t have pushed her away like that, after how many years you finally sent her off crying and now look at you. Sulking in your throne. Wasn’t this what you wanted my King?” a man with fiery red hair queried his brow questionably at the ash-blonde man sitting in front of him, who stayed silent in turn. What had gone down in his throne room three months ago was something he did want in fact. But ever since his last and final rejection of the princess’s feelings, releasing his full fury and immense rage, that was the last time he ever saw and heard from her again. It irked him to no end on how the scene played out, he thought he would be happy once she finally quit confessing her ‘undying’ love for him but it was the opposite. It hurt how her face twisted in pain at his unkind words, his violent actions, calling her every horrible name in the book, the memory made his heart ache heavily when he remembered her final words to him before she left.
“Nature has created you so beautiful my king. Your passionate words have reached my heart. Love me or hate me, both are in my favor.” her trembling words rang in his ears. “If you love me, I’ll always be in your heart. If you hate me then I’ll always be in your mind.”
“Just admit that you’ve loved her all along,” his personal knight sighed. “Holding in your feelings like this isn’t healthy my king.” he pressed on, waiting for him and his fiery attitude to pop off, something he’s been anticipating. For the last couple of months, since the princess’s visits had ceased, he noticed how his king, savior, and friend had stopped coming out of his throne room, stared out towards the distance in a small daze, ate less, trained less, even apologized to one of the knights as they bumped into one another, something he never did. “I think if you-”
The ash blonde man finally gave into his knights’ bitching and whining “FINE. YES, I LOVE HER, I WOULD BRING KINGS TO THEIR KNEES AND EMPIRES TO THEIR RUINS FOR HER. NO MATTER HOW COLD AND EMPTY MY SOUL MAY BE, HER WARMTH WAS SO INTOXICATING THAT IT MADE ME WEAK.” his king snarled, he had finally broken, never had his knight heard him talk about someone in such pain yet fondness. The king's eyes watered as he stared into his knight's red eyes, voice cracking with each word that held so much rage and love that Eijiro could feel his pain. “AND NOW I FIND MYSELF GRIEVING A FUTURE I'D NEVER KNOW WITH HER BECAUSE I HAD TO PUSH HER AWAY.”
He covered his face in shame, his form trembling and this feeling scared him. The Dragon King despised this feeling with such passion that if he had a chance to wish this pain away, he would. It wasn’t fair that his emotions betrayed him, making him into some weak spined fool in love, he was the Dragon King for fucks sake. A figure to be feared in all the land, not some weak-kneed puppet in love with a princess from an allied nation. The feeling of love disgusted him down to his core, how his stomach fluttered, the ache in his heart whenever his dear princess would seek for his affection… “King Katsuki…” Eijiro muttered in worry.
The throne room was filled with screams of rage, longing, and regret. Eijiro could only stand to the side and watch his king, best friend, and trusted savior pour his heart out in such anguish and fury that he was scared the citizens of his kingdom would hear from miles away. The Dragon King, Katsuki Bakugo of the Barbarians, showed a side to him that not many, if so, rarely anyone would ever see.
“I loved her Eijiro,” he sobbed “I wish I had done the things I should have when I realized my love for her,” Katsuki gritted his teeth, continuous tears pouring down his cheeks. His voice cracked, hoarse from the amount of yelling he had done, he felt strained under the weight of his heartache.
It's been a long while my fellow followers! Been super busy with school and work, but I'm back to complete as many requests as I can c: Requests are open so please feel free and comfortable to send some in!
“The Princess of One for All will soon be betrothed to the Prince of Hellflame in 4 full moons!” the crowd below them roared with happiness. Men, Women, and children as well as other mythical beings shouted congratulations and happy praises at the princess above them, who in turn waved with a cheery smile. Shouting as many thanks as she could muster, though it was hard not to break down in front of them, so hard holding back those tears that desperately wanted to trail down her cheeks.
“Thank you all so much, I promise as the future queen of this land, I will do my best to rule with a fair hand!” With that, her father, King Toshinori, ushered her back into the castle. The princess couldn’t hold them back anymore. She began to weep in her father's arms, trembling as his shirt began to soak with her salty tears.
“I don’t want to marry him, Papa, I want to choose my husband!” Toshinori sighed, lovingly stroking his daughter's hair. “ I gave you a window, a time frame, but the man you wanted, he didn-” he stopped himself, reluctant to finish his sentence but knew she needed to hear these words. To wake her up from her childish dreams, Toshinori didn’t want to hurt her like how the man she loved did, but he had no choice. His daughter had to grow up and marry someone for her to take his throne and face reality like he did at her age. Though it was cruel and heartbreaking, any parent would do the same for their child.
“The man you love wanted nothing to do with you, he was repulsed. So I decided for you. I...I’m sorry but it had to be done. What I did was for you and only for you, my princess.” The king lifted her chin, stroking her cheek with his thumb ever so gently as he wiped away the oncoming tears. His words stung, like someone had struck her heart with a broken dagger but she understood that her father meant no harm. He was only looking out for her, the people of his kingdom, and other kingdoms he had an alliance with.
“I...I understand.” The reminder of her unrequited love hurt deeply, more than it should have but as future queen, she had to grin and bear with it. No more childish fantasies, no more wild dreams, and no more following around the man she loved like a poor lovesick puppy. With a shaky breath, the princess, soon to be queen, held her head high and took her father's large hand in her own. “Thank you, I’ll be in my library if you need me.” she kissed his hand and then elegantly walked off to the opposite side of the castle. To keep prying eyes away from her tear-stained cheeks, not wanting to spread rumors or such to hinder her image and possibly ruin the arranged marriage her father had set up with the king from the neighboring nation.
Her back slumped against a nearby bookshelf after making sure that she was alone in her little library. Everything hurt, her body ached, and her figure trembled with worry, pain, and fright. One of her many problems was not knowing who this prince was and how he would treat her during their marriage. Was he a kind man or would he abuse her like she’s heard about his father, the king in the neighboring nation? Would he try to take over her kingdom under her rule? So many questions filled her pounding head... As much as she was worried about herself, it was mainly the citizens of her kingdom that she was deeply concerned for. The princess shook her head, sinking onto the cold carpeted floor as her fingers ran through her long curly locks in dismay. She felt cornered, trapped in a little inhumane game that someone tricked her into playing. But she trusted her father, he could read what kind of person someone is by how they carry themselves, their actions, and their tone of voice. Surely her future husband...surely he must be a kind man.
~*~*~*~*~*~
“You shouldn’t have pushed her away like that, after how many years you finally sent her off crying and now look at you. Sulking in your throne. Wasn’t this what you wanted my King?” a man with fiery red hair queried his brow questionably at the ash-blonde man sitting in front of him, who stayed silent in turn. What had gone down in his throne room three months ago was something he did want in fact. But ever since his last and final rejection of the princess’s feelings, releasing his full fury and immense rage, that was the last time he ever saw and heard from her again. It irked him to no end on how the scene played out, he thought he would be happy once she finally quit confessing her ‘undying’ love for him but it was the opposite. It hurt how her face twisted in pain at his unkind words, his violent actions, calling her every horrible name in the book, the memory made his heart ache heavily when he remembered her final words to him before she left.
“Nature has created you so beautiful my king. Your passionate words have reached my heart. Love me or hate me, both are in my favor.” her trembling words rang in his ears. “If you love me, I’ll always be in your heart. If you hate me then I’ll always be in your mind.”
“Just admit that you’ve loved her all along,” his personal knight sighed. “Holding in your feelings like this isn’t healthy my king.” he pressed on, waiting for him and his fiery attitude to pop off, something he’s been anticipating. For the last couple of months, since the princess’s visits had ceased, he noticed how his king, savior, and friend had stopped coming out of his throne room, stared out towards the distance in a small daze, ate less, trained less, even apologized to one of the knights as they bumped into one another, something he never did. “I think if you-”
The ash blonde man finally gave into his knights’ bitching and whining “FINE. YES, I LOVE HER, I WOULD BRING KINGS TO THEIR KNEES AND EMPIRES TO THEIR RUINS FOR HER. NO MATTER HOW COLD AND EMPTY MY SOUL MAY BE, HER WARMTH WAS SO INTOXICATING THAT IT MADE ME WEAK.” his king snarled, he had finally broken, never had his knight heard him talk about someone in such pain yet fondness. The king's eyes watered as he stared into his knight's red eyes, voice cracking with each word that held so much rage and love that Eijiro could feel his pain. “AND NOW I FIND MYSELF GRIEVING A FUTURE I'D NEVER KNOW WITH HER BECAUSE I HAD TO PUSH HER AWAY.”
He covered his face in shame, his form trembling and this feeling scared him. The Dragon King despised this feeling with such passion that if he had a chance to wish this pain away, he would. It wasn’t fair that his emotions betrayed him, making him into some weak spined fool in love, he was the Dragon King for fucks sake. A figure to be feared in all the land, not some weak-kneed puppet in love with a princess from an allied nation. The feeling of love disgusted him down to his core, how his stomach fluttered, the ache in his heart whenever his dear princess would seek for his affection… “King Katsuki…” Eijiro muttered in worry.
The throne room was filled with screams of rage, longing, and regret. Eijiro could only stand to the side and watch his king, best friend, and trusted savior pour his heart out in such anguish and fury that he was scared the citizens of his kingdom would hear from miles away. The Dragon King, Katsuki Bakugo of the Barbarians, showed a side to him that not many, if so, rarely anyone would ever see.
“I loved her Eijiro,” he sobbed “I wish I had done the things I should have when I realized my love for her,” Katsuki gritted his teeth, continuous tears pouring down his cheeks. His voice cracked, hoarse from the amount of yelling he had done, he felt strained under the weight of his heartache.
Write the most self-indulgent piece of fiction ever. Make a self-insert and go buckwild. Have fun, don’t worry about tropes or being a Mary Sue. Take all your fantasies and make them come true. I cannot emphasise enough how fun it is. You don’t even have to publish it, just do it. Go. Nuts.
Warning: I strongly recommend you don’t read if you haven’t played Kingdom Hearts 3, yet! Or if you don’t care then read ahead~ If this gets enough likes and retweets, I'll write a part 2!!
Genre: that good muthafuckin Angst, Romance, and my tears
Riku’s heart felt heavy. He looked far off toward the sunset feeling exhausted and...nervous. Scared of what was to come once the KeyBlade War started, he was leaning against the Paopu tree with her. The island was quiet besides the waves softly crashing against the shore, leaves rustling against one another in the cool wind and the soft humming from the person next to him. It was nostalgic, to say the least, all they were missing was Sora and Kairi sitting on the tree with them. Cracking jokes about leaving the island like they did when they were kids, but this time was different. Sora and Kairi were nowhere to be found and it was just him and (Y/N). In a funny way, he was glad that those knuckleheads weren’t here.
How did I live? In a kingdom of thieves..
And People Who Say, Things They Don’t Really Mean (x2) Ohhh
You’re Only Everything I’ve Ever Dreamed, Ever Dreamed Of (x2)
You Must Be Kidding Me, Did You Really Think I Could Say No
“Hey, do you think we’ll get Terra back?” Your voice was soft, Riku turned his head toward you, his lips parted but he couldn’t get a single word out once he saw tears rolling down your cheeks. He wanted to reach out and wipe your tears away, take the pain you felt and put the weight on his shoulders like he did with Kairi’s and Sora's. All to make you guys happy, see that wonderful smile and watch your eyes light up with joy. “We’ll get him back, I promised you, Aqua and Ventus didn’t I?” You turned toward him, more tears spilling down your now rosy cheeks. You smiled sadly and it broke Riku seeing you like this.
Your heart hurt, it hurt so bad. Your nails softly dug into the bark of the Paopu Tree as you tried to even your breathing. It would be the 8 Guardians of Light against the 13 of Darkness + Heartless, Nobodies and Unversed. As a Keyblade Wielder, a Guardian of Light, a Keyblade Master, You weren’t supposed to be scared. But who wouldn’t be, going up against all these enemies? You were frightened about losing the friends you’ve made and helped in each world you’ve come across, your family and friends in your own world, but most of all Riku.
Though here you were trying to still your breathing in front of your longtime secret love, stop the tears from falling down your cheeks but they just kept on coming. Riku placed his hand onto yours, his cyan colored eyes boring deeply into your own. “Breathe.” Just like that, you felt so calm and all your worries slipped away. You wanted to hold the silver-haired boy's hand, so you twisted your own in his and intertwined them together, gripping tight as if Riku would disappear again like all those years ago. As if the taller male knew what you were thinking, he inched closer to you until his arm brushed against your thigh.’I’m not leaving you, not now or ever.’ Riku wanted to desperately voice out. He wasn’t thinking back then when he chose the road to darkness, but now he knew why he wanted so much power, who he wanted to protect.
The waves crashed harder against the little island you two were occupying, knocking you off from where you were sitting ”Whoa!” You squeaked and fell back, waiting to harshly hit the sand and get the wind knocked out of you but it never happened. Instead, you felt someone rush between your legs as they grabbed a hold of your waist. Steadily, Riku lifted you back up on the tree trunk, his arms securely wrapped around you, never leaving your hips. “H..Thank you.” His eyes were gentle and that smile was oh so soft and inviting, the vibrant colors of the sunset reflecting off Riku made it feel like you were in a dream. You only wished this could last forever. “Anything for you.” The two of you stayed like that for a while, your finger tracing the linings of his clothing as his thumbs rubbed soft circles on against your hips. Neither of you spoke, just being in each other's embrace like this was enough for you...yet you both craved more.
I Want You For A Life Time, So If You’re Gonna Think Twice, Baby.
I Don’t Wanna Know Baby( x2)
Everything Is Just Right
But If You’re Gonna Think Twice, Baby. I Don’t Wanna Know Baby (x2)
Your heart was beating faster, and it was all because of the man in front of you. You traced a finger up his arm, Riku shivered at the tingly sensation it left, he brought your hips closer to his own until your bodies had perfectly molded together. The sun had finally lowered itself a little below the horizon, which made the sky a beautiful canvas of reds, yellows, and oranges (Red reaching the farthest of course). The light reflecting off the water and onto you two made it seem as if you were glowing, the light hitting your lips made Riku want to kiss you right there. “It's almost time to leave,” you whispered, Riku hummed inching closer toward your lips “I know.”
You’re breath hitched when he moved in closer, the erratic thumping of your heart never ceasing, only increasing until his lips had finally brushed against your own. This felt so right, your arms were wrapped around one another in a tight embrace. You’ve waited so long for this moment, you never dreamed that it would take this long. “Riku..kiss me, please?” Your voice was barely above a whisper, millions of thoughts were rushing around your head but the one thing that stood out was him here with you in this exact moment. You cupped his cheek just as he lovingly leaned into your touch. “I..”
I Really Don’t Get What Everyone Else Believes,
So Why Do I Say Things I Don’t Really Mean(x2) Oooh
“I won’t.” He pushed himself away from you. You froze, watching Riku turn from you and crossed his arms, looking toward the horizon like nothing happened. Your shoulders trembled, a hand gripped your chest while you felt familiar tears threatening to pour down your cheeks again. You felt so embarrassed, did he think twice about you? “Why?..” you questioned. “Because it’s cruel. What we’re doing here, it’s not right. We’re only friends and that's it, nothing more.” He replied. Your brows furrowed in confusion, the uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach was unbearable. You knew you should’ve just walked away at that point. But there were times where you opened your mouth before thinking, things you knew you’d regret saying later but it didn’t matter now. It’s not like he cares about your feelings after pulling this stunt, right? He knew that you’re in love with him, knew that and never commented on it once but the things he said and did to only you, made you think twice about it.
Slowly your sorrow had turned into anger. Anger at him for him playing with your emotions like this at such a sensitive time, anger at Xehanort for taking Terra away, terrorizing other worlds for the sake of Kingdom Hearts, fighting the darkness for years without a single break. The long battle to keep Kingdom Hearts closed was not only physically exhausting, but the emotional damage it was doing to you all was unbearable yet unspoken. This was the last straw, who knew the one person you held so close to your heart, your dearly beloved, would be the person to break you like this. The silence was driving you mad. Riku looked unaffected, just staring into the horizon emotionlessly like what happened a moment ago hadn’t happened at all. The moment never existed in his heart, You covered your mouth to muffle your broken cries for him, wanting him to turn around and apologize, hold you in his arms and reassure his unspoken love for you out loud into the world to finally let it be known but...you knew half of it was your fault. You were reading too deep into his actions, told him you loved him during certain moments when the two of you were alone in one anothers company, his smile when you said it made you think...think he returned those same feelings.
“I Hate You.” You whispered.
‘I Love You’
From where you were, you couldn’t see that Riku angrily balled his hand into a tight fist. His body shook though he didn’t dare turn and face you. You hated him, *hated him, of all people?* He laughed out loud, a bitter taste lingering in his mouth. “You hate me because I won’t kiss you?” The tone in his voice was cold, like how it was back then when he sided with Maleficent. As poor timing as it was, it sent shivers down your spine, in a good... and bad way. The tears streaming down your cheeks hadn’t stopped, they plopped into your lap and ran down your thighs and onto the soft sand. The clock was ticking, the phone in your pocket chiming to remind you of the time you had left before it was officially time to go and leave the island, perhaps, one last time. To say farewell to those you held dear in your heart in case things go wrong, spend time with your loved ones, maybe even confess to a certain someone in case if it was the last time you ever saw him, which was your initial plan of course until things had gone south.
“Just forget it Riku. You’re right, just like you always are okay? It wouldn’t have been right at all to kiss a friend.” The pain in your voice rang through the silverettes ears, you hadn’t cared to mask it. There wasn’t any point in masking your pain or love anymore, “But, I think of you as more than a friend. I’m in love with you Riku!” He flinched at your words, you wailed weakly, banging your fist into the sand “So would it be alright to kiss you since those are my true feelings?” Staggering to stand, you made your way toward him., “Answer me damn it!” You shoved him from behind, waiting for him to break this painful silence. What was he really thinking? Did he hate you? Love you? Think you’re disgusting now because of you’re actions? Or was it that he found you too desperate?
“Please.” your arms wrapped around his torso, burying your tear stained face into his back. Your body was shaking, it wasn’t that you were overreacting but with what has been happening, emotions bottle up and sooner or later they were bound to explode. “Stop crying.” You sucked in a breath, the authority in his voice made you slightly jump. His warm hands once again found yours, gently squeezing them in a way to comfort you. Though as much as you wanted to feel at ease, it only made it worse. “I don’t want to hurt you (Y/n), I-I can’t return your feelings.” You lingered, head stayed buried against his back as Riku fought to rub soft circles with his thumbs on your hands. "I'm sorry (Y/N)" he pulled himself away from your grasp. The pain from watching him walk away from you was unbearable, especially after you had confessed the love you have for him after harboring it for so so long.
So it’s 1:56am, I got distracted finishing the last bit for my fic and now I’m cleaning my room._. And I found my limited edition kingdom hearts phone case that I’ve never used and when I wanted to see if they were still selling it (so I wouldn’t have to use the one I have now) I accidentally clicked the funko app instead of the amazon app and I thought “might as well click on the funkos that I ordered so I won’t have to do it later” so I did and went to my collection tab to see if my collection is right and I have everything in order and I-
The prices went up on some, I have $4000+ worth of funkos now-
"Come to bed" kisses with Deku? That sweet boy needs his rest but has no chill. Gender netural or male reader if you can, please! ❤
SORRY SORRY SORRY I’m so late with this ask!! I thought adding a cute little poem with this would be *chef kiss* ❤ Its short but I hope you all enjoy it >_< (p.s inbox is open!)
Just thought you should be aware I’m hearing rumours of you being accused of sending death threats? Idk
One. I would never. I just tell people to go fuck themselves. Death threats aren't my thing nor are they appropriate.
Two. I know who's causing this drama and I don't have time for it. I was basically woken up to this bullshit as I tried to go to bed.
Three. If anyone has noticed I haven't been posting or even chatting that often lately. Why? I'm busy with my audit and my job is in a clusterfuck following executive orders. So I literally don't have time to fuck with any of this.
And if I'm wrong and I said some shit then let me know and show me a screen cap because I'd like to know who I gave a death threat to other than myself.
Edit: as much as I'd love to resolve this out of the public eye I can't because this person has blocked me. On top of blocking me they've twisted my words to take what I've out of context for their agenda. So unfortunately for the time being they are sending their friends to talk to me. Either they or they friends are sending me anons or telling some bs like this.
biz isn’t one to send death threats, she is one to tell you to fuck yourself tho 😂
the fact that there aren’t any screenshots for those also prove that, sooooo 👀
death threats are serious and we don’t take those lightly, nobody wants to be held accountable for someone’s death
just a little psa
discord dm screenshots are one of the most unreliable screenshots
why?
because you can change ur name to copy anyone elses and you can change your profile picture to pretend to be someone else
it’s not that hard, the reason why you’re allowed to have the same name as someone is because we all have different numbers attached to our account (for you people that don’t use discord)
so just keep in mind if you all of a sudden see discord dm screen shots of biz sending death threats which she doesnt
Honestly I'm so sleep deprived I didn't even think of that. But rice as a very good point. And unfortunately your tag doesn't show up next to your name. Generally speaking any DM can be manipulated on any platform on any device.
Rice has seen my beef and breakdowns enough to know my go to is just to tell someone to fuck off for better or worse. 😂
So I finished watching the premier of Heroes: Rising and let me tell you...I fucking cried so hard. My mans Katsuki 🤤 ugh 😩 I love him so damn much oml