So a while ago some friends were talking about fans who claim the Same Coin theory is canon. And I made the mistake of saying:
Do you know who also has tons in common with Bill? Mabel. Yet nobody claims Bill reincarnated as Mabel.
…wait now I want a "same coin but it's Mabel" AU. Funniest Bill reincarnation option. The all-seeing arsonist is making macaroni glitter art. The omnipotent tyrant is crying because a unicorn called her a bad person.
And then I overthought it for two months.
So—AU where after death, Bill's soul shoots 13 years into the past and reincarnates as Mabel. I'll call it ✨ Sparkly Coin AU ✨
Don't leave yet. Lemme show you why it works. Behold the eerie amount of parallels in their personalities, dialogue, behavior, mannerisms, tastes...
I could have kept going but my attention span ran out. All right, we all on board now? Convinced we could segue from one personality into the other? Great. Now here's why you should be interested: the juicy post-Weirdmageddon angst potential.
As long as a small fringe of the fandom still thinks Weirdmageddon is Mabel's fault, why not amp that up x100 and have some fun with it?
Is everyone sold now? Great. Let's get into the details. I've got 8 more pieces of art under the read more.
So the AU starts the instant Bill dies. Thanks to invoking his deal with the Axolotl—one way to absolve his crime, a different form, a different time—the Axolotl gives him a new shape and shoots him thirteen years into the past. Apparently, the Axolotl thought it would be very funny to stick Bill in the family that defeated him.
Which probably made for a jarring transition.
(It's fine, she's like 10 minutes old, she probably can't even tell who she's looking at. Not being able to tell who she was looking at is what got her into this situation ayyyy)
When Dipper & Mabel come back from Gravity Falls complaining about this triangular jerk Bill, their parents mention that Dipper's name was nearly Bill. See, after they knew they were going to have a boy, one night their mom dreamed about a visitor—some kind of magic pink salamander??—calling her child "BILL." Then at the next sonogram they found out they were having twins, the girl must've been hidden at a weird angle the first time, and they wanted matching names, so they thought, Bill and Bell. But they didn't really like Bell; but eventually they stumbled on Mabel, so to keep the names matching they switched from Bill to Mason. Isn't that the darnedest thing?
(Of course, Mabel and Dipper assume Bill harassed their parents to try to trick them into naming a kid after him. To be a jerk.)
When Bill meets Mabel, he's unaware that she's his future self—Bill's notably bad at doing things like, say, double-checking to see whether he's going to die anytime soon—but like... he can tell something's up.
Naturally, before visiting Gravity Falls, there were echoes of who Mabel used to be—but nothing anyone would be able to identify without context. All her Bill-ish quirks either smoothed out with time (see: how between second grade and fourth grade Mabel went from being the "freak" to the popular girl in class), or else they were accepted by her family as Mabel-ish quirks.
After they meet (and kill) Bill, they have the context to understand some of Mabel's behaviors... and unfortunately, some of Mabel's latent Bill-ness starts surfacing after she's been directly exposed to her prior incarnation.
The part of the Pines family familiar with Bill thinks the worst case scenario is that maybe Bill's survived and is slowly possessing Mabel; but far more likely, they think this is just some weird way of trying to subconsciously process last summer. Mabel doesn't think she's being weird, you guys are being weird, stop giving her weird looks. They get attacked by one triangle and now she can't wear yellow or pick up macrame as a hobby??
(It's not all red flags and uncomfortable triangle imagery, though. When Stan asks her what she'd like as a gift for some important event, she shyly admits that she thinks she's starting to outgrow her plastic gem jewelry and maybe she's old enough to get her first piece of real gold jewelry, if that's not too expensive? And Stan's never been so proud of her. Thirteen years old and already thinking about buying gold!)
But of course, the real fun starts when Mabel finds out.
That's the face of a girl who's just discovered that she tortured her great uncle. Now imagine running into the brother she possessed.
But I've already spent a million words and thirteen images on this post. If enough folks are interested in the AU maybe I'll expand on it later. Let me know what y'all think.
Another day passed normally enough his grades were no longer as low as before, and he was about to enter that stage of life called university, undoubtedly everything was going smoothly, he didn't know whether to be happy or anxious about it, he just took a deep breath, and the bell that signaled the end of classes had finally rung.
Accompanied by his two friends, they walk through the noisy hallways of Casper High School, chatting about trivial things as usual.
–So… What do you want to do now, guys?– The halfa asked with a smile towards his friends.
–Um, sorry Danny, I won't be able to join you today, my mom asked me to come back early, it seems she wants to take me to a beauty pageant– The goth girl said, a hint of annoyance in her voice. –I hate when she does that–
–Oh, that’s ok Sam, don't worry, then it'll just be you and me, Tucker–
–I won't be able to go out today either, I have a dentist appointment, sorry Danny– Tucker just looked at his friend, somewhat embarrassed by this. –I'll make it up to you next time, I promise–
–It seems you both happened to be busy today, that's fine, we'll do it this weekend–
–Yeah, maybe next time, but look on the good side, you can go home early today– Said the purple eyed girl, trying to cheer up her friend until her phone rang, she answered, –Yeah, yeah, I'm coming mom, don't rush me!– And she hung up, looking at both of them. –See you both tomorrow, guys!–
And with that, the dark haired girl left the place, leaving both boys alone.
–Well Danny, I say goodbye, my mom will be calling me soon to find out where I am, see you tomorrow–
–Yes, see you tomorrow– He sighed and started walking –(Well, these things can happen,it gives me time for other things like homework, ugh, homework.)– He grumbled in annoyance at the thought. –(But also for research, it's really weird Vlad hasn't shown up in ages, that crazy guy is up to something, and now I have more time to investigate him) Perfect!–
Then a hand covered her mouth and nose, he panicked and tried to break free, but his vision began to blur, his legs felt weak, and he lost consciousness.
He woke up slowly, his head ached terribly and his nose burned as if his body were under pressure, trying to remember how he fainted when he saw the ceiling of the place he finally woke up, sat up quickly and looked around analyzing the situation and realizing where he was, the secret laboratory of his enemy.
–(Vlad… I already knew you were up to something, but I didn't expect you to kidnap me, again)–
He got off the experimental table easily, noticing the first halfa hadn't tied him up in any way, "Strange" he thought, looking around, he realized that the laboratory looked like it had recently suffered an explosion there were remains of a strange device scattered on the floor and a patch of smoke on the ceiling.
–(Okay, this is even stranger than I expected, now what did you do?)–
A sound in the dim light made him alert and activate his transformation, noticing something else strange, his enemy hadn't deactivated his powers, instead of calming him down, this only made him more nervous than he already was, he ignited a ball of ectoplasm in his right hand, ready to attack, and circled the laboratory looking for any sign of movement.
And again, nothing, there was nothing, he sighed again and thought to himself "This is ridiculous", he prepared to leave the place to return to his usual routine but as soon as he took flight a sharp pain in his chest made him fall hard, he only managed to press with his left hand the place where the pain originated trying to relieve it without result, his breathing began to become agitated by the sensation.
–Could you... Could you stop moving further away? It hurts me too– A voice exclaimed painfully from the shadows.
The white haired quickly turned towards where he heard the voice, noticing a silhouette in the dark space of the laboratory.
–Vlad? I knew you were here, come out fruitloop there already, you're too old to be acting mysterious (But is it just me, or his voice sound different?)–
He heard a growl and the man began to walk slowly and somewhat shakily, as if it hurt him to do, when the light fully illuminated the gray haired, the face of the green eyed halfa paled.
–What... What have you done, Vlad?–
The adult's appearance had changed, he wasn't even an adult anymore, he was a young man about his age, with dark gray hair and dark circles under his eyes, but they weren't from age but from not having slept well, His height wasn't the same, and now this de-aged Vlad Masters was looking at him seriously, just as he had his left hand on his chest.
–I brought you here because I need your help, Daniel– He said without hesitation as soon as she got close enough to Phantom.
–My help? What for?– He asked cautiously after all, he knew what that man was like, there could always be a trick up his sleeve.
–That's none of your business, I just need your help– The gray haired young man said curtly.
–If you want my help, you have to tell me why you ended up like this and what you want my help for–
–And why should I?–
–If you're asking for my help, it's because only I can do what you need–
The ghost boy just looked at him with narrowed eyes that gave the message "If you don't tell me I'm leaving" Vlad just sighed heavily and annoyed.
–I didn't want to be a half ghost anymore– The gray-haired said simply, looking at Danny and waiting for his answer.
–...What?–
–The portal thing didn't work, so I went to Clockwork to ask him to send me back in time and avoid the damn accident that left me like this– He huffed, annoyed remembering his failed attempt to ask the master of time for a favor.
–No way, even if I had let you, it would have worked, I know because I tried it too– Danny said without thinking much about what he was saying.
The face of the adult trapped in young body was indescribable, he could only stare with a mixture of anger and surprise.
–WHAT?!–
–Did I say it or just think it?– The green eyed ghost said, his tone barely concealing the stupidity of his own words.
The blue eyed man grabbed him by the collar of his suit, visibly angry –When the fuck was that?! Tell me now!–
–W-well– He cleared his throat nervously –Wait a minute... Did you just swear?–
–Get back to the point, Daniel, how do you know this wouldn't have worked?–
–Um, do you remember when you got ecto acne and you infected my friends so I could help you?– Danny just made the other person let go of him to continue explaining –Thanks to that, you forced me to discover that the ecto purifier was going to help you, I had to travel through time to find out, and I almost ended up destroying spacetime trying to change that, I wanted to prevent you from becoming a halfa, but it didn't work and caused more harm than good– He sighed, a little annoyed, remembering that wasn't pleasant –The reason your transformation was the way it was is because my father put diet soda instead of the ecto purifier when they did the experiment with the proto portal, that's why you got ecto acne, and well, your whole body got contaminated, apart from the remnants of the proto portal and the artificial ectoplasm, I suppose–
There was a heavy silence, Danny just waited for the gray haired to say or do something.
–...I'm going to kill him– He snorted, his eyes flashing red.
–Hey! You know I wouldn't let you, right?– The white haired halfa said almost immediately at Masters reaction.
He took a heavy breath, trying to calm himself –Only if you were in my place would you understand how incredibly difficult it is to have gone through what I did because of someone else's mistake– His eyes showed a hint of pain as he said this –My life was ruined by that accident, and the consequences still affect me to this day, so... Don't judge what I do when you are lucky enough to have your transformation the way you did!–
That took him by surprise, the face of the person who used to be an adult showed a mixture of despair and pain that immediately vanished into a gesture of frustration, a thorn in his side, the feeling of having hurt someone, planted itself in his chest, but he ignored it, thinking that it was surely his enemy pretending or something like that, he took a deep breath to continue the conversation.
–Fine, I made a deal with you, what do you need my help with?–
–I need you to talk to Clockwork and convince him to listen to me.–
–After you stole one of his time necklace, it's unlikely he'll agree to talk to you, but I can try– He scratched the back of his neck, looking nervous and uncomfortable –But I can't guarantee he'll agree–
The gray haired halfa simply transformed into his ghost form, which had also de-aged like his human form.
–That's enough for me, let's go— He adjusted his cloak and pressed the button that opened the portal.
–Hold on, do you really want to go now?– He approached the raven haired halfa with a confused look.
–Sooner I resolve this situation, better, I'll get on with my life, and you can get on with yours–
–Oh… Fine– Danny was silent for a moment and remembered something –By the way, why did you disappear for three years?–
–Let's go–
He didn't even answer and went through the portal, Phantom rolled his eyes and followed him, they flew silently through the ghost zone, both feeling somewhat uncomfortable in each other's presence, then they spotted the tower of the time guardian, accelerating their flight and landing right at the entrance.
–Well, I'll go in first and talk to him, you wait outside, if you intervene before I finish talking to Clockwork, there's less chance I'll convince him–
–I know, I'm not stupid, Daniel–
–Don't say my name like that, it sounds weird with your new voice– He said, making a face, and went into the tower –Master Clockwork, are you there?–
The ticking of the many clocks in the room could be heard, he walked around, looking for the guardian of time, everything was silent until he entered the room with the orb that revealed any time or timeline, he went inside, looking at the necklaces of time on the wall, until a voice behind scared him.
–Yes, even though I explicitly told him no to his request, he decided to do things on his own, as always– He seemed annoyed by this but maintained his usual serious demeanor.
–Well, he asked me to talk to you to see if you’d agree to speak with him again, I know what he did was wrong, and you’ll probably say no, but I’m only doing this to get rid of him and be able to go home without him bothering me–
The ghost looked at him serenely as Phantom finished explaining and once he did, he let out a "hum" followed by a heavy sigh.
–Fine, I'll talk to him, only because you asked me to–
–Wow, really? Thanks! I'll go out and tell him, he's waiting outside, I promise I'll make it up to you somehow!– And he left the room, leaving the red eyed ghost there.
–(You really are quite a character, Plasmius, this timeline will be interesting to see)– He thought to himself as he tidied up some things.
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Hello hello! :3 I'm back again, this time with the translation of one of my fanfics, if there are any spelling or grammatical errors, I apologize English is not my native language ヘ（。□°）ヘ
Well, that's all from me, below I'll leave the links to my Wattpad profile where you can find the fanfic in Spanish and English 🤙
He quickly returned to the tower entrance where Plasmius was waiting with a face that showed he was fed up with the situation, and Danny walked towards him.
–Well, you're lucky, Clockwork agreed to talk to you– He crossed his arms, waiting for a response from the dark haired half ghost –So go ahead, you can come in, let's see if he says yes to what you're going to ask, although I doubt it–
–Ugh, just shut up–
The white haired demi ghost snorted at the response, while Plasmius entered until he reached the study of the guardian of time who was standing just waiting for his arrival.
–Well, Plasmius, you wanted to talk, go ahead– He looked seriously at the now young man before him.
–Okay, I admit it, I was wrong, it was a mistake to steal one of your necklaces, and I've learned my lesson, so, if you could do me the favor of returning me to normal, I would be very grateful– It seemed to sting his pride to have to say that, but he looked expectantly at the red eyed ghost.
–...No– Said the master of time without hesitation and without a trace of emotion.
–But why? You know it's not normal to have the body of a 17 year old teenager– The blue skinned halfa said, stating the obvious.
–It's not normal or natural, but it's not important enough to threaten the flow of time, so no, I told you I couldn't help you before, this was a consequence of your actions, be responsible like the adult you are Plasmius– Clockwork replied curtly.
–Yeah, I knew he'd say something like that– Danny said after seeing and hearing the conversation.
–You shut up, Daniel–
–Hey, hey! Don't talk to me like that, you're the one who needed help!– He sighed, fed up with the situation, and turned to his mentor –I have a question, which has nothing to do with what that cheesehead said to you–
–Uh huh... So?–
–Well, when I woke up in his lab and tried to leave, I felt a pull here–He pointed to his chest, right in the center –It wasn't my heart, obviously, because it's in the exact center of my chest, so I assumed it was my ghost core, and he felt it too, from what I saw could you explain please?–
There was an overly heavy silence from Clockwork, he didn't know if it was because he was searching for the words to explain why it was something complex or something bad.
–Believe me when I say that you won’t like the answer right now, not entirely–
He tilted his head, clearly confused –I don’t understand, even if it’s just half tell me what the hell it is–
The shape shifting ghost grunted slightly –You two made a connection, if that can happen between two ghosts, if they’re close, or if it just happens–
–…WHAT?!–
The halfas exclaimed at the same time, each with an almost indescribable expression, but one of annoyance.
–Am I tied to this vile idiot forever now?!– Phantom shouted, almost a mixture of annoyance and fear.
–I didn't say that– Clockwork interjected immediately –A bond doesn't necessarily involve feelings, sometimes it's mere and crude compatibility that aids in the management of powers and the instinct to respond to danger and the pain of being separated is due to tension–
The guardian of time walked to one of his bookshelves and took out one of the many books he had and opened it to read it and then closed it looking at both halfas.
–If you tense up too much, your ghost cores will believe you're in danger, and the best way to preserve your existence is by avoiding physical separation, so, if you want to be apart without pain, you should remain calm–
–That'll be difficult with an immature kid by my side– Plasmius huffed, looking away, clearly annoyed.
–Hey, I remind you that you're the same physical age as me! So shut up– Danny retorted, equally angry and irritated.
–Well, whether you like it or not, this is how things have turned out, and you have to deal with it, so, if you want to go your separate ways, I recommend you work on managing your emotions and stop being so tense– The clockmaker said with his characteristic seriousness.
They both sighed heavily, and Plasmius just walked away from the place with heavy steps, showing his annoyance at the situation.
–Well, thank you for clearing up our doubts and listening, I apologize for the inconvenience, Master Clockwork–
–You don't need to apologize, Phantom, I understand these things have to happen–
–With your permission, I'll take my leave– He gave a sort of bow and left.
He flew outside and closed the door behind him, he certainly hadn't expected that answer, a link with Vlad? That was the only thing he needed, he saw the red eyed half ghost waiting for him outside and simply landed next to him.
–Well, I'm going home, I'm done with what I had to do with you–
–No, not yet–
–Oh, please! I've done my part, I convinced Clockwork to listen to you, I won't help you anymore– He looked at him with those green eyes, showing his displeasure –So I'm leaving, period–
He turned around, ready to leave, until he heard the black haired halfa again.
–I will give you the Ring of Wrath and the Crown of Fire of Pharia in exchange for your help–
The green eyed ghost stopped dead in his tracks and turned to look at him in surprise.
–What? How and when did you get them?–
–That's irrelevant, I'll give them to you to keep, return, or whatever, but I need your help with something tomorrow– He replied curtly before Phantom could continue.
He just stared at him silently and shook his head. –...You're not even going to tell me what it's for, right?–
–Are you psychic?– He blurted out in an almost mocking tone, smiling at Danny.
He sighed again –Fine (What I do for apocalyptic relics) tomorrow, okay, but what time?–
–At 8:00 in the morning–
He let out a loud gasp at that statement –But that's so early on a Saturday!–
–You agreed to help me, now you're screwed– He said, staring up at the green and black sky of the ghost zone.
–...It's extremely strange to hear you swear, but fine, see you tomorrow then–
The white haired one was about to take flight to leave but turned back again and put his fingers through the black hair of the other half ghost, undoing his characteristic "Horns", out of inertia, the red eyed one shook his hair a little to arrange it and saw a smile from Daniel.
–You look better like this–
And with that, he left, leaving Vlad confused by the boy's actions.
–Sometimes I have no idea what goes through your head– He chuckled at the situation and went straight to his mansion.
It was impressive in a way, what he had to help him with that weekend, it seemed like a strange performance from his now young enemy, now it was Monday, after classes came the lunch break, after having gone to his food he was talking animatedly with his friends about trivial things until the classic music that they played in the lunchroom was cut off and a news report began to play, that's when they stopped their conversation to turn to look at the screen finding that the first thing in the headline was "Vlad Masters Missing".
"Just as you hear it! The business tycoon and former mayor of Amity Park has disappeared after an accident on the highway out to Wisconsin, the traffic camera footage will be presented below."
Then a video of medium quality began to play, it showed the millionaire's limousine, and something invisible pushed it forcefully, causing it to flip over, then what appeared to be a person, or rather a three dimensional shadow, walked toward the wrecked vehicle, pulling "Vlad" out unconscious, of course and carrying him away, disappearing from the camera's view, meanwhile, a second figure crawled out of the car a teenager and then, to everyone's surprise, Danny Phantom appeared, helping him out of the wrecked vehicle.
Everyone at the scene began to speculate about everything, and the dark haired teenager mentally begged them not to ask him anything, but his pleas were ignored, and his friends turned to stare at him.
–Danny, who's that?– Sam stared intently at his friend.
The dark haired just shrank back in his seat –Who what?–
–The guy you helped out of the car!– Tucker spoke up, equally curious to know the truth.
–W-well, the truth is, I-I have no idea. I-I just saw the accident and helped him out– He felt like he was having trouble breathing, he was so nervous.
The purple eyed girl just looked at him skeptically –You're lying to us, it's written all over your face–
–I-it's just that I–
“As seen in the video, the mysterious young man who was seen being helped by the hero of Amity Park, Danny Phantom, has been identified as Alaric Masters, son of Vlad Masters.”
There was a collective gasp of surprise among the students and teachers, and that's when our protagonist finally understood.
–(You faked your own kidnapping to pass yourself off as your son? You're seriously crazy)– The look of astonishment was the same as everyone else's –(And here I was thinking you'd genuinely been in an accident, what an idiot I was, it was so obvious!)–
The goth girl quickly confronted the halfa –You saved Vlad's son?! You knew he was his son? Why didn't you say anything?–
The presenter's voice silenced her again.
“Everyone is undoubtedly surprised by this news, but who better to explain this whole story to us than Alaric Masters himself! Tell us, how old are you and how is it that nobody knew anything about you until today?”
Then the camera focuses on Vlad's young "son" who appeared calm about everything.
"Well, what can I say? My father is the kind of person who likes to keep his private life private."
He said this while dusting off the shirt he was wearing.
“My mother, may she rest in peace, was the one who took care of me for the first 5 years of my life until a sudden cancer took her from me.”
Upon hearing the statement, he expressed pain and sorrow at the thought of his "mother's" death.
“My father was always there for me, and for my safety and my mother’s, he kept us a secret and out of the public eye, he always expressed how much he wanted to give me a normal childhood and life, but all that changed yesterday in the accident, I’m worried about him, he’s the only family I have left, and I sincerely hope to see him again.”
The woman on the news program only showed a sad expression upon hearing what she heard.
"What a distressing situation. I'm so sorry for your loss."
"I appreciate your concern, and to the hero Danny Phantom who saved me, if you're watching this, thank you for helping me out of the car. I don't know what would have happened without your help.”
The blue eyed felt a churning in his stomach –(Seriously, he acts so stupidly well, damn it)–
“And what do you plan to do now, young Masters?”
“Well, I’ll follow the plan my father left me in case he were to disappear, I’ll be his temporary head of his companies until he returns, I’ll do my best to do it.”
“What a demanding but appreciated job, it seems this young prodigy is a scholar in every sense, we’ll have more news on this case soon.”
By that time he had stopped paying attention, before his friends could interrogate him again, he preferred to leave the table quickly, yes, he was running away from the interrogation his friends would subject him to, but the more they asked him, the more the truth would come to light, and with it, the first halfa would rip his guts out, at least that's what he said before saying goodbye that weekend, he walked through the school hallways, he had to talk to him, what kind of nonsense was he planning with that smokescreen?
Because he was so lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice who was in front of him until he bumped into him face first and consequently fell to the floor with a thud.
–It seems someone isn't looking ahead when they walk–
A deep voice exclaimed, one he unfortunately knew all too well, he turned up and found himself face to face with "Vlad Masters' son" Alaric, who was looking at him with a disturbingly calm smile.
Danny: I'm fourteen. Almost fifteen. I mean, sixteen next year. Practically seventeen. And then eighteen. Just a year before nineteen. But to you, I'm twenty.
Tucker and Sam can’t agree about the morality of eating animals. But they can agree that whatever they saw on patrol between Plasmius and Phantom shall be a can of worms they will never open and avoid at all costs to remember.
Scenario: They finally take notice of their feelings for you
Izuku Midoriya 🥦
Izuku was helping you study in the dorm common room, his notebook open and pen flying. You mumbled something about how hard he works, reached over, and gently brushed a stray curl out of his eyes, smiling softly.
Izuku froze. The warmth of your fingers lingered on his skin, and suddenly, his brain short-circuited. He looked at your laughing face, then down at his notebook, where his heart was beating so hard he was sure you could hear it. Oh, he thought, his face turning an aggressive shade of crimson as he buried his face in his hands.
I’m completely in love with them.
Katsuki Bakugo 💥
It was a quiet Sunday afternoon, and you had somehow convinced him to teach you how to bake his mom’s spicy cookies. You were a total disaster, accidentally blowing flour right into his face.
He wiped his eyes, ready to yell, but stopped when he heard your breathless, bright laughter. The afternoon sun hit your eyes just right, and your hands were covered in dough. Katsuki’s chest tightened with a weird, heavy warmth.
He clicked his tongue, reached out, and roughly but gently wiped a smudge of flour off your cheek. “Stupid,” he muttered, turning away so you wouldn’t see the sudden, uncharacteristic blush creeping up his neck.
You’re driving me crazy.
Shoto Todoroki 🔥❄
You were sitting on his tatami mat, shivering slightly from the winter chill. Without a word, you scooted closer and pressed your freezing hands right against his left arm. Shoto blinked, looking down at your hands, then at your content smile as his quirk naturally warmed you up.
A strange, blooming sensation spread from his chest all the way to his fingertips. He didn’t pull away, instead, he rested his right hand over yours, carefully controlling his temperature to keep you perfectly cozy. In that quiet moment, Shoto realized he wanted to be your personal heater—and maybee your everything else—for the rest of his life.
Tenya Iida 🦿
You had noticed how exhausted he was from chopping his arms around and organizing class schedules, so you surprised him with a thermos of his favorite tea and a sticky note that read: “Don’t forget to take a break, Mr. Class Rep! You’re doing amazing” Tenya stared at the handwriting, his glasses slipping down his nose, his usual rigid posture melted completely.
He looked over at you across the room, chatting with Uraraka, and his heart did a violent loop-de-loop. He pushed his glasses up with one finger, a goofy, helpless smile breaking across his face. He was falling, fast, and no traffic laws could slow him down.
Eijiro Kirishima 💪
You were cheering for him during a sparring match, screaming his name louder than anyone else in the gym. When he won and jogged over, you didn’t care that he was sweaty—you just threw your arms around his neck, telling him how incredibly manly and amazing he was.
Kirishima’s heart practically leaped out of his ribs. Your bright smile was brighter than Crimson Riot’s brightest day. His hardening quirk completely failed him as his insides turned to absolute mush. He wrapped his big arms around you, burying his face in your shoulder, grinning like an idiot.
Yep, I’m done for, they’ve got me.
Denki Kaminari ⚡
You two were sitting on the floor of his room, playing a video game. You finally beat him after a week of trying, and you let out a triumphant yell, throwing your hands up and accidentally tackling him backward onto his bed. You were laughing right above him, your eyes sparkling.
Denki’s thumbs stopped moving on the controller, the playful banter died in his throat as he looked up at your face, so close to his. His heart did a massive zap—and it wasn’t his quirk. “Hey,” he whispered, his usual smooth persona completely vanishing, replaced by pure, adoration.
“You’re really pretty, you know that?”
Hanta Sero 🩹
It was raining cats and dogs, and you two were sharing a single, slightly broken umbrella on the walk back to the dorms. To keep you dry, Sero wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you flush against his side. You laughed, leaning into his warmth and wrapping your arm around his waist.
Sero looked down at how perfectly you fit right under his shoulder. The sound of the rain faded, replaced by the rhythm of his own racing pulse, he squeezed you a little tighter, a relaxed, incredibly tender smile spreading across his face.
He didn’t care if the walk took all night.
Fumikage Tokoyami 🌑
You were hanging out in his room, completely unfazed by the darkness and the gothic decor. In fact, you were sitting on his bed, gently braiding Dark Shadow’s tendrils of shadow while humming a soft tune. Dark Shadow was purring, leaning into your touch, and Tokoyami was completely captivated.
He watched the gentle curve of your smile in the dim lamplight, aprofound, overwhelming warmth flooded his usually brooding heart. “An angel in the abyss,” he murmured to himself. When you looked up and asked what he said, he simply crossed his arms, his feathers rustling softly as he hid a deep blush in his collar.
“Nothing, my dearest, pray, continue.”
Mirio Togata ☀️
You were at a local park, and a little kid had dropped their ice cream. Before Mirio could even step in, you were already kneeling in the dirt, wiping the kid’s tears, and offering them half of your own pastry to make them smile. Mirio stood there, his usual boisterous laugh dying down into something incredibly soft.
His chest swelled with a feeling so huge it caught in his throat. He’d always wanted to be a hero who saves people, but looking at you, he realized you had just saved him from ever being lonely again. He grinned, running a hand through his blonde hair, his eyes shining with pure devotion.
Tamaki Amajiki 🐙
You two were eating lunch on the roof, and Tamaki was having a particularly anxious day, pressing his forehead against the brick wall. Instead of crowding him, you slid down next to him, slipped your hand into his, and began softly telling him a ridiculous story about a cat you saw earlier.
Tamaki squeezed your hand back. He looked at your intertwined fingers, then at your kind, patient face. The overwhelming noise in his head completely silenced, you were his safe harbor. His face burned a furious red, and he hid behind his bangs, but he didn’t let go of your hand.
I want to stay right here, he thought. With them…forever.
Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead) 🐈⬛
It was late at night in the staff room, and Aizawa was drowning in grading. You quietly slipped in, set a fresh mug of black coffee on his desk, and draped your own yellow sleeping bag over his shoulders. Before you could pull away, you gently massaged his tight shoulders for just a few seconds, whispering, “Don’t stay up too late, Shota”
As the door clicked shut, Aizawa stared at the steam rising from the mug, he pulled the sleeping bag tighter around himself, inhaling your scent. A rare, genuine smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He was a logical man, but there was absolutely nothing logical about how deeply he had fallen for you.
Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic) 🎤
He was on air during his radio show, doing his usual loud, energetic routine. You were sitting in the glass booth across from him, reading a book, but every time he made a ridiculous joke, you’d look up and give him this silent, beautiful laugh that crinkled your eyes.
Hizashi missed a beat of his own sentence, his heart thumped wildly against his ribs. For a man who lived his life at maximum volume, the sweetest sound in the entire world was suddenly the quiet melody of your amusement. He grinned into the microphone, his eyes locked onto yours, dedicating every single love song on the playlist to you.
Keigo Takami (Hawks) 🐣
You two were eating yakitori on a skyscraper rooftop at sunset, as a sudden gust of wind blew, and you shivered. Without a word, Hawks commanded his feathers to detach, wrapping them around you like a warm, crimson blanket, you snuggled into them with a sigh of relief, looking over at him with absolute trust.
Hawks’s breath hitched. He was used to being a hero, a double agent, a fast flyer—but looking at you wrapped in his wings, looking at him like he was the only person in the sky, he felt completely grounded. He leaned back on his hands, a soft, hopelessly smitten smile on his face. Ah, he thought.
I’m grounded, and I don’t mind it at all.
Kurogiri 🌀
It had been a chaotic, stressful day at the hideout, with the League causing their usual destruction, after they all finally dispersed, you stayed behind to help him clean up the broken glass. As you handed him a polished glass, your fingers brushed against the misty edges of his form, and you didn’t flinch—you just smiled and thanked him for always taking care of everyone.
The dark mist around his face flickered violently. For a man whose existence was tied to duty and shadows, the genuine, gentle warmth of your appreciation sparked something long forgotten in his chest. A profound, quiet urge to protect your smile above all else took hold of him.
Dabi 💙
You were sitting on the couch of the decrepit hideout, patchworking a tear in his favorite coat. Dabi was leaning against the doorframe, a cynical smirk on his face, watching your focused expression. But then, you poked your finger with the needle, hissed, and instinctively pouted, blowing on the tiny drop of blood. Dabi’s smirk vanished, a bizarre, intense ache bloomed right where his scarred chest met his collarbone.
He walked over, grabbed your hand roughly but without using any heat, and sucked the tiny drop of blood from your finger, his blue eyes boring into yours “Careful, doll,” he rasped, his voice lower than usual “Can’t have you bleeding out on me”
He hated emotions, but he hated the thought of anyone else holding your hand even more.
Tomura Shigaraki 🎮
He was furiously playing a game, his stress levels through the roof. You walked up behind him, took his favorite gaming headset off, and replaced it with a pair of soft, fuzzy cat-ear headphones you bought him as a joke. Shigaraki froze, raising his hand to decay them, but stopped when you giggled and leaned down, your face right next to his, telling him he looked cute.
His pinky finger stayed carefully raised, but his heart utterly glitched out. The chaotic, angry noise in his brain ceased, he looked at your smiling face, his red eyes widening. A buff, he thought, his chest tightening in a way that didn’t feel like hatred at all. They’re a total cheat code.
He turned back to the screen, his face burning, but he left the fuzzy headphones on.
Hmmm how did y’all like this one? Should I make a female version? (◍•ᴗ•◍)
He might as well have put on a clown nose and colorful wig before saying this. Endeavor was rather new to the idea of having ideals beyond accumulating as much raw power as possible and wanting a trophy for it. It feels like Endeavor was attempting an USJ All Might impression here. However, unlike USJ, this dialogue about Shigaraki lacking any genuine conviction/ideals no longer applies.
So like, Tomura has death associated w every aspect of his character.
So like, the shi sound in BOTH of his name is very evident. The sound shi also means death (死) do u guys also know that the sound shi is also the number four (し) which also means bad luck and/or death. And what does 4 have to do on anything? His birthday (April,4)
To conclude my yap, Shigaraki was fated to die. Everything about him screams death. W/o his death hero society would have not changed w/o his destruction, w/o his story.
And I think this character detail is sooo important to me. And somewhat comforts me, i dunno if hori made it intentionally, but still.
