#4heroes

[adglaciem]

"I want you to know that I learned a lot from you." (izuku to monoma! admitting that he learned smth from him? insanity

"Unless you've finally come to terms with how Class B is better than A, I wasn't trying to teach you anything."

Midoriya's statement has immediately thrown Monoma for a loop; he withdraws a little, eyeing the protagonist with suspicion and confusion. It was rare for Monoma to be the one knocked onto his back foot in a spar of words, and yet it seems he was now on the defensive.

"...Is this some kind of attempt at gloating? Are you trying to say you're better than me?"

[holyscorch-a]

" oh, i apologize, dear boy. i didn't mean to bump into -- " apologetically, crimson looks down at the child with a sweet smile, a little embarrassed that he hadn't been paying attention enough, rounding a small corner of the library to end up lightly meeting with the other, physically. his voice comes to a stop when recognition pools in his gaze when he notices the familiar visage of his face. ah, he came into the cafe not too long ago. his eyes brighten slightly, saccharine in tone and in expression. " ara, i know you ... you visited the cafe i work at with my children, right across the street from here. "

@4heroes / sc.

[yoakkemae-archived]

@4heroes asked: “ how long have you been sitting here ? ”

he knows he's losing time. a haze sometimes settles over him , and he can feel his body move , see everything as it happens , but nothing catches. it reminds him of the earlier years , when it was almost kinder to not be present. but , he doesn't know , why this , why now. endeavour is not here , can never be --

it's not until @4heroes's question penetrates through the fog that shōto seems to finally be aware. he's sitting in the classroom , somehow now devoid of students even though it had only be full what feels like moments before. midoriya is the only one standing in front of him , eyes concerned. he glances at the clock -- it's closer to the end of the lunch hour , but shōto doesn't even remember anything that happened in the morning classes.

there's silence for a few minutes more before shōto realises that midoriya may be looking for an answer. ( he doesn't know. he could have stayed here the entire night and not known ). his voice is somehow hoarse as he states , ' i didn't feel like eating. ' it has the decency to be true. shōto hasn't been eating , not much.

[quietlyblooms-gone]

"y-you mean a lot to me." truth weighs heavy on sweetened words, they taste like honey on lips. because she is the sun with how bright she shines and you are happy to revolve around her like a planet, following her around like a young duckling. your smile is wide as you stare at her, sincerity obvious in green eyes. "y-you know that, right? you're important to me. w-we're like.. family. you're stuck with me! haha." a teasing lilt and a flood of giggles follows, nudging her a bit. [ hiiiiiiiiii from izuku ofc

unprompted | @4heroes cares about chiyo and i'm in tears!!

you doubt your impact. it's in your nature, has been since you were young enough to realize how ill-suited you were to be a hero. what good could you possibly do? who could you possibly save? what difference could you possibly make? as a kid, you didn't have a good answer.

sometimes you still don't have a good answer. you've changed, grown into a fine hero, someone capable and confident, yet you still wonder if that's enough. is it enough to be strong? is it enough to save someone? your peers would jump to answer, yes, it's more than enough. your efforts make all the difference, change the lives of citizens who otherwise may have been utterly lost. so maybe it's just you. maybe you aren't satisfied. maybe you're too concerned with the aftermath, with what comes after a person is saved; maybe you think too much, worry too much.

that's what makes you a good person, so your grandmother beams. that's what drives you crazy, you sigh.

that's what leads you to u.a. you teach and train and try to save your students from themselves, and it almost feels like enough. you still doubt your impact, wonder if there isn't more you can do for your students who feel as if the world rests upon their shoulders. you guide them, console them, listen to them, and chase away the shadows, but still you are blind.

izuku's smile shines as he speaks honeyed words, and it's like someone has finally snatched the blindfold from your eyes. you're important. you're family. you're stuck with each other, and your shock easily gives way to a joy that fills your chest, warm and soft and pleasantly overwhelming. your doubt is quiet, silenced by giggles that are too adorable, too contagious to feel an once of wariness. you feel izuku's sincerity, and you reach over to gently pinch a freckled cheek.

" if that's the case, maybe i should be teasin' ya more like an older sister would. " you grin before dropping your hand, the curve of your lips softening. he's important to you, too. you aren't sure how to say it without sounding awkward, insincere. your gaze drops and travels the ground to the tree you once studied beneath as a teen.

" you're important to me, too, " you say, and it doesn't sound awkward as you feared it would. it sounds natural. you meet the teen's eyes again, still smiling but serious. " you'll always have me on your side, izuku. remember that, 'kay? "

[downspirals]

@4heroes

“mido, you need to eat.” he wasn’t being forced to watch izuku or anything while he recovered, but it had been suggested. carmy’s powers were good for shit like this, and he could always use the training. but above all else, he just wanted to make sure his friend actually took care of himself.

“seriously.” he’s let the other put it off for a bit, but he won’t now. “i’ll make you whatever you want. even like, ice cream, or something.”

[dynmghts]

you think it's a bit ironic, running into this villain again. you didn't get a good look at him back at the training camp, and just barely have enough memory of the night in kamino to put two and two together; you don't like the idea of being in a marble again, though. the first time was enough. [ you don't even know how to describe it; like being pressed into a ball, but with some spatial awareness about you. it's like a mini realm... and yet not? ]

❛ so what's your game now? ❜ you're suspicious. some villains aren't so dumb as to play their cards in broad daylight, but the league are anything but your typical, run-of-the-mill villains. ❛ gonna snatch me up for another goose chase? ❜

but you wonder, would the league really pull the same card twice?

and to what end would they really be interested with you for, anyway? you already rejected their invitation - quite famously, if you might add. go throw yourselves into traffic. so why come here at all? what other reason?

that, you don't know. you narrow your gaze and shift a foot backwards, because you want to ground your weight this time to better avoid any surprises. your hands are considerably warm, but you didn't warm them rapidly; it'd been a steady increase of heat. the nitroglycerin doesn't set off yet. ❛ can't see what a villain's gotta say to a hero student that told him to jump into traffic. ❜

@4heroes / ❤'d. (mr compress!)

[1punch]

@4heroes liked for a one-liner ! 

" Don't look so shocked, " Saitama shrugs. " Almost everything in this world will try to lie to you. " 

[dumbthink2]

@4heroes ... continued.

go to japan as an exchange student, they said. it'll be fun, they said! and it's not like nadine didn't do any hero-y type stuff back home, but it was nothing like this. nothing where your actual life was on the line.

currently, they have decided to lay on the ground. they are hurt, but they honestly aren't sure where, or if the pain is even theirs. using their powers too much does this, and it makes their brain hurt. so they have to actually sit up when asked.

"uh......" they've got some scrapes and bruises, and their one ankle is pretty swollen. but they aren't actually dead. "i mean, you look way more fucked up." they do not have anything close to a filter right now. "maybe you should sit for a second, dude."