you were born for this

ind. eri

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THE PHONE BC MOBILE

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📱 "Good morning Eri-Chan! I wish you a happy day today. Call or Text me if you need anything."- Izuku

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📱!!

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       ...COULD THIS WORK....?

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📱ERICHAN!!! did u have fun hanging w togata senpai today?? 💪

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       YES SHE DID.

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📱 hi erichan!! how's your new phone? :D

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     ERI WAS VERY GRATEFUL Aizawa had programmed so many numbers in the phone for her, that made everything easier.

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YET STILL YOU BREAK YOUR BACK BY HOLDING THE SKY IN YOUR PALMS xx

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“She has a heart, too much heart perhaps.”

— Marcel Proust, from The Complete Works; “Remembrance of Things Past,”

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FAIRYGOD PARENTS

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                  Although MIMIC was strictly disallowed from visiting with Eri– exclusively for fear of potentially turning his well-meaning nature against their plans and attempting to intervene with her abuse– that didn’t mean he wouldn’t occasionally attempt to check on her. 

Not for any reason other than that he likes children, and enjoys making them happy. 

                      It wasn’t particularly effective on Eri, but he likes to think he’s doing something good by at least trying to be her friend when no one else will. 

His illicit copy of her cell’s key unlocks the door quietly before he squeezes his slender bird-like head inside to peer around the dark room for danger, and, upon discovering none at all, squeezes the rest of his beanbag-like body through the ajar door before delicately pulling it shut behind him before he attempts to whisper to the young girl.

                      “– HOW ARE YOU, ERI-CHAN? I’M SORRY I HAVEN’T BEEN ABLE TO SEE YOU LATELY– I BROUGHT YOU A GIFT, THOUGH, TO MAKE UP FOR IT…” 

       ERI HEARS THE DOORKNOB turn and instantly throws the blanket over her head, trying to hide or at least pretend to be asleep for whoever was checking on her. They can’t take her away again, not today, she already went to the chair today, please not again...

       UPON HEARING THE FAMILIAR, hushed voice, as well as the sound of the door closing, Eri slowly peels the blankets off her body, crawling out to investigate. It was him-- Mimic, he was called. He came to visit her from time to time, never staying for too long and never saying much, but also never hurting her or even touching her. Eri... she didn’t like anyone there very much. But Mimic was... different. Nicer. Strange. He looked strange too, just like a doll. Eri did find him to be the least frightening of all of them, but she still trusted no one. 

       SHE GRIPPED HER BLANKET and sat up a little straighter, staring at him with worried eyes. Why did he keep coming here if not to hurt her? She knows the correct answer to his question and replies trying to match his volume. 

       “ I’M... OKAY. IT’S STILL A little sore... ” SHE PAUSES, looking at the present he mentioned that would undoubtedly sit unopened next to all the others once he left. Eri bites her lip. “ H-HOW COME... MIMIC-SAN didn’t come earlier...? ” HER TONE IS SOFT and not accusatory, simply asking. She doesn’t mention the gift.

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her smile is cute, and he’d like to see more of those, so he’d let her do whatever she wanted to his hair. he opens the package for her, not wanting her to hurt her little fingers on the plastic. he holds the container out to her with a big smile. he moves to sit down on the carpet, crossing his legs.  ❛ go for it ! ❜ he gives her a thumbs up, running a hand through his hair. ❛ you can do whatever you want to, okay ? ❜ 

❛ i think everybody is going to be jealous of how pretty my hair is. ❜

       ERI LIFTS HER HANDS together in a prayer-like position, her eyes lighting up as he tears open the package, trying not to look too excited as he presents the container of sparkling, colorful accessories to her. She looks back up at him when he gives the confirmation and searches his expression to make double sure. When he mentions how pretty she’ll make it look, Eri stands taller with obvious pride and excitement in her expression. She gives a sincere smile, and says “ OKAY...! I’LL TRY MY best! ”

        ERI DELICATELY PICKS UP the container and carries it around to stand behind him the way the girls always did to do her hair.  ( Although, since his hair wasn’t long like her’s, she probably didn’t have to. But she still should since that’s what the girls did. )  Eri chooses a large, purple clip and carefully pulls back some of his hair and clips it there. “ IS KAMINARI-SAN OKAY with clips? ”

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He continued to watch her, his gaze sharp as he seemed to take in each little movement she made. He tried to think on other interactions he’d had with kids in his class at preschool, but he sat by himself so much he didn’t really have much to go on. “Eri..?” he repeated quietly. He didn’t remember anyone mentioning an Eri before–though he was usually reluctant to talk to most people here anyways. Was she just visiting? Was she someone’s little sister or something?

In his inner musings he had nearly missed her asking who he was. “It’s Kouta,” he replied simply. He brought one of his hands from his pocket to lightly point in her direction. “And I meant what’re you doing here? I thought this was a big kids only hero school. I visit whenever Auntie helps teach classes but I’ve never seen you before.”

       SHE DOESN’T QUITE HEAR what he says, though she thinks it was her name, and mainly focuses her energy on not shrinking too much under his stare. It’d be so bad if she messed up her first time talking to another child...! Her expression turns embarrassed and she can’t help but hang her head slightly while still trying to be polite and look at him.

       “ H-HELLO, KOUTA-SAN... ” SHE NODS HER head again as she greets him as politely as she can muster, still unsure of what to say. She did wonder why there weren’t any adults with him. Eri was left alone at times, but never to wander room from room - and she’d never have the courage to try, lest she risk getting in trouble.

       SHE SNAPS OUT OF HER THOUGHTS and jolts slightly, surprised to be pointed at suddenly. Eri finds herself not fully understanding what he says, but she understands enough to reply. He wants her to explain herself, right? “ I-I’M STAYING HERE... I have my own room. ...Aizawa-san takes care of me... and other teachers too. W-Who is... “Auntie”? ” She has to hold in the apology she felt compelled to give, worried it’d upset him as it sometimes upsets the adults. She’ll be sure to say sorry as much as she can if he does get upset.

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E R I || BNHA Ch. 217

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im in tears over this thanks!

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Her smile spread further across the shores of her rose dusted cheeks as the cosmos of the younger girl’s eyes seemed to shimmer brightly / overflowing with the singing stars of a night’s sky. Eri’s gaze and voice spilled shades of elation / felicity / as lovely and delicate as the feather tips of a Mars crowned crane gliding across a serene river :  in turn, filling Ochako with further happiness / heart sprouting colored wings / becoming lighter like an inflated balloon ( I love seeing people looking happy ). Mirroring her sentiments, her fist shot into the space above / like a rocket blasting off as her own excitement floated past her lips.     ❝  Yeah !  Isn’t it more fun to do things with a friend ?  ❞ 

With her hand returning to her side / landing back on Earth / pulled within her orbit, she placed paper within their sphere of reach as she carefully grasped the polished wood of a pastel pink pencil between the matching tones of the pads on her forefinger and thumb. Granite pressed into the smooth / unstained terrain of the moon-dipped sheet as she paused in thought / the weight of uncertainty perched upon the forefront of her thoughts before she could articulate a question from the edge of her tongue / like a prism of bubbles released into the air :  to seek clarity / drawing back nebulous curtains for clear spring skies.     ❝  Who should we draw, Eri-chan ?  ❞     Following Eri’s suggestion / as the ocean follows the moon’s calling, she began to draw a chibi outline while the tune of a song gently flowed across the ridges of her throat / a mellifluous hum :  as sweet as the melody of windchimes made of sunset toned sea glass.  

       “ YES...! ”

       ERI NODS TWICE, NOT even needing to think over her answer. Since her rescue, she came to realize how little she actually wanted to be alone. Where solitude once gave the girl much needed yet temporary shelter from the horrors of her life, as warmth and love blossomed in her heart from her time with the heroes, she found herself longing for interaction and company she never knew she was missing. Doing crafts with Ochako is much more fun than doing them all alone...! She can only hope her nod does her sincerity justice, as Ochako’s pumped fist and smiles did so naturally for her, instantly assuring Eri of Ochako’s genuine happiness to be spending time with her. Her heart ached for the sensation of wanting someone with her and to be wanted.

       ERI SWINGS HER LEGS lightly in excitement, not out too far and not too forcefully, as she watches Ochako begin her own drawing, and then shifting her gaze to the colored pencils before carefully selecting a light teal one. Eri presses the pencil against the paper, testing out the color with small lines and shapes ( they look like bubbles ) before her attention easily returns to Ochako. 

       “ WHO? ” SHE REPEATS THE question and tilts her head, lifting the pencil to press to her chin in thought. Eri spares a glance at Ochako’s paper and makes a sound of sheer amazement. “ OCHAKO-SAN IS SO GOOD at drawing...! Maybe we should draw Ochako-san..! ”

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♣ - Midoriya

⨳ — types of hugs;

♣ – A spinning hug

        “ WAAAAHH!!! AHAHA, HEE HEE!! ” SHE DIDN’T EXPECT THE embrace, but was thrilled to receive it. She was so excited to show Deku her latest and most proudest achievement yet - her homework assignment returned back to her with her best grade yet. Deku was of course the first person she thought of to show it to, and she had presented it to him with the widest smile on her face and a ‘look, Deku-san!!!’ which led to him cheering and spinning her like this, making her laugh and cheer. “ I DID BETTER!! I DID BETTER, Deku-san! Hee hee hee! ”

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⨳ — types of hugs;

♫ – A hug while dancing

       “ OCHAKO-SAN, O-OCHAKO-SAN!! ” SHE SAYS HER name between giggles, breathless and smiling as the two moved in silly motions, jumping and dancing to the pop song with no real direction, just pure fun. But Eri could only have so much fun without bursting into the little giggles like this, still trying to jump and wave her arms around, but her happy laughter overcame her. It was so much fun to dance silly with Ochako...!

       “ EHEE HEE HEE! ” ONLY A FEW MORE GIGGLES come through before a laughing Ochako pulls Eri into a tight and warm hug, which Eri returns wrapping her short arms around Ochako’s shoulders and still giggling. Her whole body shakes with her laughter, but she clings to Ochako tightly with love, the two of them eventually coming down from their giggles, and Eri finally pulling away after that time. “ WHAT WILL WE DANCE TO NEXT? ” she asks, absolutely beaming and still keeping her hands on Ochako’s arms.