A few days I had a dream where I shipped myself with Hinata from Haikyuu and both Izuku and Kaminari from BnHA but the only time I could see what I looked like was with Kaminari.
I didn't have any colors in the dream, so I had to pick and choose colors for the outfit.
For the past few days I've been trying to draw an Asmodeus/Iruma fusion and this is what the final product is!
I really like how their hair colors are reminiscent of cotton candy while their outfits are mainly white and blue so they actually work well together. I might end up drawing more of this fusion later.
A/N: This is a Human AU where Sonic and Shadow are adults, are in a relationship and adopted a young 8 year old Chris.
Chris sat at his desk doing his homework when he felt a cough coming up. Thinking it was nothing, he continued his work. Another cough. And another. And another.
Deciding he had enough with his itchy throat, Chris went to get a bottle of water. As soon as he stood up though, his vision went hazy and he fell onto the floor with a loud 'THUD'.
His bedroom door burst open, revealing his father. “CHRIS ARE YOU OKAY?! WHAT HAPP--”
Sitting up on the floor, Chris coughed into his hands. “I-I'm okay Papa....just some--” He tried to explain, only to be interrupted by some more coughs. A cold hand was placed against his cheek and he leaned into it.
“You don't feel too hot but you definitely feel warm....Let's put you in bed for now.” His father replied as he picked Chris up and walked over to his bed.
“But Papa....my homework....” Chris whined as he looked over at his desk.
His father snorted in response. “Chris, you're probably sick and you're worried over not getting your homework done?”
“Tails worked really hard on the questions for me to answer....” Chris replied, though it was interrupted by several coughs.
“I bet he did, but he'll also understand if you can't finish them if you're sick. While we're at it, I should go ahead and call Vanilla to let her know that we'll have to cancel the picnic at the park tomorrow.” His father said as he tucked Chris into his bed and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. He reached over and ruffled Chris's hair. “I'll be back in a bit, okay? After I make this call, I need to let your Dad know that you're probably sick.”
Chris huffed as he pulls the blankets closer around him. “Okay...”
His father smiled as he walked out of his bedroom and softly closed the door behind him.
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Sonic sighed as he ran his hand through his hair. He had already called Vanilla to inform her of Chris's cold, but now came the fun part.
His thumb hovered over Shadow's phone number, pondering whether or not he should really call him.
“I did tell Chris that I was gonna let him know....” He let out another sigh as he finally dialed the number. “Here goes nothing.”
Putting the phone to his ear, Sonic waited for Shadow to eventually pick up.
“Yes Sonic?” Shadow's voice over the phone sounded tired but curious.
Cringing internally, Sonic hated how he was bothering Shadow while he was at work but needed to let him know now rather than later.
“Hey Shadow? I wanted to let you know that Chris could be coming down with a cold.” Sonic said, anticipating Shadow's response.
Silence.
“S-Shads? You okay..?”
“...Really? Is he okay?”
“He's fine. He just has a small cough for now and a mildly high temperature. I went ahead and cancelled the picnic with Vanilla, Cream and Cheese tomorrow.” Sonic huffed.
“...Alright. I'll be home soon.” Shadow answered calmly but Sonic could hear that Shadow was rushing whatever it was he was doing.
“No, it's okay you--” Sonic rebutted but the call was ended. He stared at the screen and puffed his cheeks out in annoyance. “That stubborn jerk...”
Pocketing his phone, Sonic walked back to Chris's room and gently knocked on the door and opened it. He peeked in and didn't see Chris in his bed. Panicking, Sonic opened the door fully and saw Chris at his desk finishing his homework.
“Chris! You should be in bed!”
Chris flinched and turned towards Sonic. “P-Papa! It's okay, I'm feeling bett--” He exclaimed, only to be cut off by him coughing.
Sonic ran over to Chris and picked him up. “It's alright, kiddo. I'll get you a glass of water in a bit. Dad said he's gonna be home soon.”
Chris immediately perked up. “R-Really?! Dad is coming home?!” He asked, an excited smile on his face.
Sonic couldn't help it and felt himself smiling too, his son's smile was just too infectious. “Yep! Dad's coming home just to see you!” He exclaimed, giving Chris an Eskimo kiss.
Chris giggled as Sonic rubbed their noses together. Sonic then put Chris back in his bed and ruffled his hair again. “I'll be back real quick with your water.”
“Ok Papa.”
A few minutes later Sonic returned from the kitchen with a glass of water in his hand. He looked into the room in surprise to see Chris asleep. 'I was only gone for a few minutes....was he that tired..?' Shaking his head, Sonic placed the glass of water on the nightstand next to the bed and gently walked back out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Sonic sighed to himself but perked back up when he heard the front door open. He walked into the living room and saw Shadow walk in.
“Hey Shads--” Sonic greeted, only for Shadow to silence him with a quick kiss.
“I got home as fast as I could.” Shadow replied, slightly out of breath.
Crossing his arms, Sonic looked at Shadow with an irritated expression. “Before you hung up, I was going to say that you didn't need to come home early. I know you get worried whenever something happens to Chris, but this is a bit much. It's just a cold...”
Shadow mirrored Sonic's form and expression. “I took off work to pay my sick son a visit and that's your response? You know why I worry.”
Sonic's expression immediately dropped to a guilty one. “I...I know, I'm sorry. It's just....it's a simple common cold. Chris isn't Maria, he's not going to get worse overnight. You didn't have to take off work for this. I get that you're worried, I am a bit too, but he'll get better in a few days.”
Shadow let out a sigh and pulled Sonic into a hug. “I know. I worry too much. I shouldn't but I can't help it.”
Sonic smiled and returned the hug.
“So is he in bed?” Shadow asked.
Sonic nodded against Shadow's shoulder. “Yep. He was really excited to see you though. He rarely gets to see you nowadays due to your new work schedule...”
Shadow let out a small grumble and pulled out of the hug. “If I could, I'd gladly change it to where I can actually get home to see him regularly.”
Lightly punching his shoulder, Sonic laughed. “I know, ya big softie. Now c'mon. I know he's asleep, but you should still go see him.”
Shadow silently nodded and let Sonic pull him towards Chris's room.
As the two entered, Shadow stared at Chris's sleeping form. Sonic gently pushed him closer to the bed while he stayed by the door.
Shadow quietly sat down on the edge of the bed and gently pat Chris's hair.
Iruma sighed as he plopped down onto his bed. It has been yet another eventful day at school, something that he was still getting used to. Pulling out his phone, he sent out a text to Clara, Asmodeus and Amelie that he had gotten home. The second he put the phone down, he got three different toned pings but decided to ignore them for now.
Sitting up, Iruma scooted further back towards his pillows and pulled his blanket to wrap around himself. He managed to, surprisingly, get through the day okay, but the second his body hit his bed, the emotions decided to pour out.
Trying his best, Iruma unsuccessfully managed to make his sobs and hiccups quiet. He jolted in fear when he heard the knock on his bedroom door. He barely managed to wipe the tears from his face when Opera opened the door.
“Iruma-sama, the Headmaster has informed me that--” Opera paused, looking at Iruma on his bed. “Is this a bad time?”
Iruma inhaled sharply and shook his head. “N-No....I just....my emotions got the better of me...”
Opera paused, thinking of what to do. Suddenly, they walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. “I'm not fully educated on how humans vent out their feelings, but the Headmaster told me that you are welcome to talk to me if he is not home and you need someone to talk to.” Opera explained, a small smile on their face.
Iruma blinked in surprise, only for tears to well up again. “T-Thank you Opera-san...”
Letting in small breaths, Iruma slowly removed the blanket covering him and scooted over to Opera. “I...I know I should hate my parents for what they did....but I just can't bring myself to hate them. Don't get me wrong Opera-san, I am starting to like it here with Grandpa, you, Azz-kun and Clara....but I also....miss them.” Iruma let out a sigh as he explained his feelings. He turned to Opera to gauge their reaction.
“Iruma-sama, perhaps you're homesick?” Opera offered.
Iruma flinched, not expecting that response. “H-Homesick..?”
Opera nodded. “Despite slowly becoming accustomed to our world, you still long for the Human World. It was where you were born, after all. It would only make sense for you to long for your home and birth parents.”
Iruma wrapped his arms around himself and let out a sigh, letting his head lay against Opera's left shoulder.
Summary: Izuku develops Hanahaki Disease for Todoroki and Bakugo
Izuku Midoriya honestly had no idea what to do with his life at this point in time. Sitting on the bed in his dorm room, he sighed as he placed his head into the palms of his hands.
It's only been a couple of months and Izuku knew he had a problem. It had started after the attack in Hosu, but it started festering during the Sports Festival.
Izuku started coughing up flower petals.
The second he saw the dual colors petals in his hand, he knew two things. He developed Hanahaki Disease and it was for Todoroki.
It only got worse from there.
After arriving at the hospital from the training camp, a new color was added into the mess of flowers growing in his lungs: Yellow.
Izuku had developed feelings for his old childhood friend Bakugou. That was not going to end well.
It really didn't, because the world just loves to torture him, because after Bakugou and Todoroki had finally gotten their Provisional Licenses, they also announced that they were dating.
Fighting back tears, Izuku joined in with his other classmates to congratulate them. If he didn't know any better, he could've sworn he saw Uraraka and Iida staring at him in the corner of his eye.
It didn't take long for the entirety of class 1-A to figure out something was wrong with Izuku. People noticed that he didn't mutter as much, he was more prone to fidget when around people and he spent more time in his room and the bathroom than outside in the main rooms. His skin was paler and he had bags under his eyes, showing how little he slept.
People wanted to help, they really did. But no matter how much they poked and prodded, he gave the same answer.
“I'm okay guys, I promise! I really am!”
Some gave up, believing he really was fine. Others didn't give up without a fight.
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“Deku-kun please, you can talk to us!” Uraraka cried, her desperation to know what was plaguing her best friend clear in her voice.
“Midoriya-kun, you offered to help me in my time of need. I want to offer you the same. So please, do not be afraid to tell us what is bothering you.” Iida explained, a somber smile on his face.
This was probably the tenth attempt that they tried to get Izuku to open up. He so desperately wanted to keep the facade going, to not concern his friends any more than he already has.
Izuku opened his mouth to say the same thing he's been saying for the past week-- only for life to kick him down again by having him violently cough into his hands. He collapsed to his knees by how strong the coughs and hacks were in his lungs. He felt the petals and both bits of blood and saliva come out onto the palms of his hands but something more...whole...joined in.
Pulling his hands away from his mouth, Izuku stared at the large sunflower in his hands, its petals soaked red with blood.
The choked gasping noises pulled Izuku out of his own mindset and made him look up, staring at the concerned and horrified expressions of his two friends.
“Deku-kun..?”
“Midoriya-kun...please don't tell me...”
Choking back a sob, Izuku forced himself to smile.
“I guess I can't lie anymore, huh?”
Uraraka was close to tears, her lips wobbling. Iida tried to hold his ground but still looked incredibly concerned.
Standing back up, with assistance, Izuku figured it'd be best to tell them. Cradling the flower in his hands, he let out a deep sigh.
“I'm sorry but...yea...I have Hanahaki...”
Uraraka let out a low whine, she was desperately trying not to cry. Iida clenched his fists, choosing not to say anything.
“And it's...it's for Todoroki-kun...a-and Kacchan.”
His two friends stared at him in shocked silence.
“Both..? But...” Uraraka whispered, trying to comprehend the situation.
Izuku had a tired smile on his face. “Yeah...I know.”
“Have...have you told them how you feel?” Iida asked, his voice tight with emotion.
He simply shrugged. “Kind of? I-I tried telling Todoroki-kun, but he didn't...seem that interested in dating anyone...so I dropped it...As for Kacchan...well...I could barely get one word out before he got angry...”
Iida opened his mouth to say something but immediately closed it. Uraraka wrung her hands together, not knowing what to do.
“And before you guys say anything...I'm not having the surgery.”
“WHAT?!”
Izuku couldn't help but flinch when the two yelled.
“B-But Deku-kun! You know what happens--”
“Everyone who goes untreated from this--”
“Guys I know.”
Uraraka and Iida faltered, the two staring at Izuku.
“Why..?”
Izuku simply smiled. The two hunched their shoulders and felt tears come to their eyes as they saw a genuine smile on their friend's face in what felt like forever.
Oh how they missed his smile...
“I don't want to forget what it felt like to love them.”
The two immediately started sobbing, Uraraka latching onto Izuku with Iida wrapping the two in an embrace.
So I had two drawings I did for friends where I drew Izuku and Bakugou as cookies, so I decided to redo them on my tablet and I kind of like how they came out
Guess who got a tablet? Me! (my best friend @kjsartandanime gave to me as a late christmas present and i’m actually still emotional that i even have one now thanks to her)
Guess who is really bad at figuring how the art program works? ALSO ME!
When I first saw Mao Mao, he reminded me of this character I saw like...once. I didn’t know the character’s name until this morning and when I did, I had to draw these two together.
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