Synopsis: only those who have lost someone so deep they’re forever engraved in their soul will understand the sinking feeling of your heart upon hearing the news.
⤷ -Genre: angst
-Characters: kento nanami
-Tags: grief, hurt with no comfort
-Word count: 1079
-Warnings: CHARACTER DEATH, vomit, grieving, just sad.
-Author: noelle
"I-I'm sorry—!"
The boy's words were barely audible as he crouched before you sobbing. His lungs fought for air as the sobs wrecking through his body blocked his airway.
Your head buzzed as you stood nailed to the ground.
He knew you didn't like flashy jewelry— taking mental notes whenever you'd comment on the big square diamonds and how tacky they looked. Noticing whenever your eyes lingered on certain rings displayed inside the glass displays at the store whenever you'd pass. He was an observant man, especially when it came to you.
You never even really knew yourself what exactly it was you wished for in the ring yet somehow he managed to get you the one subtle yet beautifully detailed one which screamed you in every possible aspect.
So why did it suddenly feel so heavy around your finger?
"I-I should've done more— it's all my fault."
Your fingers twitched as you looked at the crying boy before you. Such responsibility on the shoulders of a teenage boy never felt right to you. Never felt right to him.
"No—" you could feel your lips moving, your own voice vibrating in your chest but it sounded so far away.
You let yourself crouch down, trembling hands reaching out to him as you held onto his shoulder. "—you did everything you could. None of this is your fault."
The words burned in your throat. It felt like a distant echo. A distant echo of him.
The second your hand squeezed his shoulder, eyes full of despair looking up at you for comfort, the boy let out a cry as he let himself fall into your embrace.
"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry—!"
You could feel the tears stain your shirt, hands clutching the back of your jacket like a lifeline.
"You're okay.." you whispered as your eyes stared into the distance. Like a deer caught in headlights as your heart screamed in agony.
Your arms wrapped around him, hands clutching his jacket as you felt tears burning in your eyes.
Kento. Kento, Kento, Kento, Kento—
“It’s..it’s not your fault… he—“
Your throat tightened at the realization that past tense was now the only grammatical correct way to talk of him.
“—he wouldn’t of have wanted for you to blame yourself.”
Your fingers tightened around the back of Itadori’s shirt. Maybe if you closed your eyes you could for a brief moment imagine that the arms currently wrapped around you were his as disbelief still wandered through your mind.
No— Itadori’s embrace was too soft. Kento’s hugs were firm. Completely enveloping you in his arms while the back of his hand managed to cover the entirety of the back of your head making you feel safe. The brief touch of his lips against your hairline as he softly inhaled the scent of your perfume that you sprayed onto your hair that morning.
Kento’s hugs were home. Just as his cooking. The way he’d always clean up after himself, never kicking off his shoes without placing them on the shoe rack. Never finishing a drink without immediately putting it in the dishwasher— always cleaning up after you without complaint. The way he snored like an old man and had reading glasses tucked away in each drawer in the house.
You didn’t even use reading glasses— what would you need 6 pairs of the same reading glasses for now? What about the fancy shaving kit, the one with the brush and single blade razor?
It didn’t even fully register when Itadori had pulled away to join Megumi.
It wasn’t until your stomach churned, mouth filling with water that you were pulled from your thoughts, immediately scrambling up on your feet as you ran for the wall before the contents of your stomach splattered onto the floor of the metro station. The acid burned in your throat while you sank to your feet again, not even caring for the fact your knees were currently in a puddle of your own vomit.
A sob raked through your body, tears falling from your eyes as trembling hands moved to cover your mouth.
How cruel the world could be. How cruel whatever supposed god could be out there, was. To them it didn’t matter whether or not someone was good. At the end of the day those with power would be the ones to thrive.
How the higher ups would sit safely tucked away in their little cubicles, hidden behind screens as they’d order around those who they believed to be beneath them. ‘Those’ whose heart was in the right place, ‘those’ who only wished to protect those who could not protect themselves. A moral obligation, as Kento always referred it to.
First it was Haibara. Now it was Kento.
A sorrowful scream left your mouth while your hands clutched your shirt— fingers trying to claw through your skin as if you could physically rip the heartbreak out of your body.
He should’ve stayed at that stupid finance job. Should’ve stayed in that damned office despite the fact he’d stay the night some days, despite the fact he never felt fully satisfied there. Surely there were other jobs out there that could’ve given him security without the long hours? Other jobs in which he could’ve saved others— like a firefighter? Or a doctor? Jobs that didn’t require him to put his life on the line by fighting otherworldly beings.
“Why, whywhywhywhy—“
Your hands made their way into your hair, tugging at it harshly as you lost it. Maybe if you screamed loud enough you could wake yourself up from the nightmare you were currently going through, maybe if you tucked hard enough you’d jolt awake?
No. Even with your throat burning from the mixture of the acid of your vomit sliding down your hoarse throat and hairs being ripped from their root— you didn’t wake up.
Nanami was gone.
You sobbed, letting your back hitting the wall as you pulled your knees up to your chest while tears streamed down your face.
The one steady current in your life in the chaos world that was the life of a sorcerer— was gone.
The ring in your finger had now lost its value, nothing but a mere trail of smoke that was once the fire burning in your heart of the love the two of you shared.
Everything that was once him was now nothing more but a footprint of where he had once been.
A/N: here’s my once a year contribution to me remembering I enjoy writing as a hobby. Maybe till next week maybe till next year again who knows.
☆ Genre: fluff, headcanons
☆ Characters: Denki Kaminari☆ Tags: highschool sweethearts, first date, arcade
☆ Word count: 1.9k words
☆ Warnings: none :)
☆ Author: noelle
part of the rewriting series
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☆ Kaminari is the typical hormone induced teenage boy when it comes to talking to girls. He's not very good at it, never really speaks with his heart and gets turned down usually. The fact he can sometimes be seen with Mineta doesn't make it any better.
☆ That is until he meets you.
☆ For the very first time Kaminari's heart is frantically ramming against his rib cage whenever he catches your eyes from across the room to the point he can hear it echoing in his ears. His palms get sweaty and the minute a smile tugs at the corner of your mouth his face lights up.
☆ He's not very good at hiding it, half the class notices even though he swears he's very 'casual and nonchalant' with it. So 'casual and nonchalant' with it that even you yourself can't deny you hadn't noticed.
☆ Its not until that very night that he sat in Bakugou's dorm [who did in fact NOT ask for this] together with his friends while getting a pep talk on how to actually make a move. An evening of thinking of all possible outcomes. And possible career changes in case the shame of being rejected was too big.
☆ When the moment is finally there he's a blushing mess. His face was as bright as a tomato, sweat dripping down his forehead and he couldn't help but keep tugging at his neckline. At one point he kept trying to avoid his initial question and did anything to avoid it.
"Y-you see,, the birds! Yes,,t-they-" "-Denki?"
☆ There it was. The rejection. The horror. He'd quit UA, maybe transfer to a different hero school there were some great ones out there. That would still have the possibility of running back in you one day though so he'd change his entire future career. He might make a wonderful electrici-
"Would you like to go on a date?"
"..y-yeah!"
☆ After having been made fun of by his friends for failing so hard you had to be the one to ask him the two of you agreed to go on an arcade date. His idea; it wasn't too fancy like a fancy restaurant or gala and nothing too trashy like a Mc donald's dinner. Plus he could show off his fantastic, four in a row basketball skills.
☆ Kaminari got ready three hours beforehand. As if the initial question itself ,which he didn't even end up asking himself, wasn't enough he now had a new wave of nerves washing over him. What to wear? How to do his hair? What cologne to wear? Was he supposed to bring flowers or was that too much?
☆ When he finally stepped out of his room dressed in the most outrageous outfit anyone could think of and as if that wasn't enough he had a fedora to top it off. It was Mina who immediately pushed him back into his room before locking the door behind her and getting to work.
☆ With the newly gained confidence boost he got after seeing himself in the outfit his friend put together for him and the, little too strong, smell of cologne and axe deodorant radiating off of him he goes to pick you up.
☆ He had already planned out the entire thing in his head; Have fun playing a few co op games, racing game here and there and then go with the versus games ending with four in a row basketball. His very specialty, he'd look so cool and you'd think he was awesome.
☆ However, seeing you all dressed up in your pretty sundress and hair done in a cute way he gets flustered. The whole tough cool guy persona gets thrown out the window when you smile at him and lock your arm in his when the two of you make your way to the arcade.
☆ Throughout the entire evening the two of you were that annoying duo who would constantly laugh just a little too loud, cheer just a little too much and the fact Kaminari would constantly drop the most god awful cheesiest pick up lines anyone could think of didn't make it any better.
☆ Slowly but surely the nerves were the last thing he was thinking about as the two of you giggled while racing against each other on Mario kart. Him being Toad and you having picked Toadette. A neck to neck race until both of you got hit by lightning causing the Npc's to finish before you.
☆ Near the end, when both of you started running out of budget, there was one game left. The one Kaminari picked out, which obviously was the four in a row hoop game he was looking forward to the entire night.
☆ A confidence boost flowed through his veins as he pinned his hair back and rolled up his sleeves, the basketball secured in his hands. This was his time to shine. The very thing he knew he could show off with.
☆ That was until you rolled up the sleeves of your dress. And trapped your tongue between your lips. And suddenly had an incredibly determined look on your face. And stood on your tippy toes to get closer to the basket, your dress raising slightly higher just beneath your butt. AND-
☆ Again, a pink hue spread from the tip of his ears to the rest of his face. He had genuinely never been more attracted to you as he did then, to see your determination to beat him was weirdly attractive.
☆ He had a very hard time focusing on the game, especially since you kept teasing him throughout the entire thing by pinching his sides whenever he wanted to shoot his shot. The only thing saving him from failure was the fact you turned out to be pretty bad at the game which caused him to still win last minute.
☆ With a relieved but subtle sigh he leaned against the machine, hand running through his hair and a smug look on his face.
"It's okay, no need to cry.. You didn't stand a chance against a pro like me in the first place."
☆ He adored your laugh. Aside from the fact it was incredibly contagious causing him to smile alongside you, you had the prettiest smile he had ever seen. Kaminari would try and make you laugh all day long if he could. Even if that meant making himself look like a fool it was truly worth it.
"I suppose you can shoot your shot after all, without needing a little nudge that is.."
☆ Before Kaminari could try and throw another witty comment back at you, he watched you take a step closer to him with a grin on your face. This new found closeness made the guy freeze in his spot, eyes as wide as a deer looking at the headlights of a car as you placed your hand on his chest before planting a soft kiss on his cheek.
"Can't let the winner go without a prize now, can i?"
☆ Said with more confidence than all of his awful pickup lines of that evening combined together. The smell of your sweet perfume was intoxicating, a much more subtle smell than his own thick one. The soft feeling of your lips against his cheek was still lingering.
☆ You only giggled before walking towards the counter with all your earned tickets from that evening, glancing back at him over your shoulder before leaving him completely flustered and frozen.
. . .
. . .
"H-huh..?!"
☆ It was then that Kaminari had learned that a sudden rush of emotion, heart beating out of his chest and cheeks aflame could cause his quirk to short circuit. He had also learned that this very short circuit could cause an entire arcade machine he was still leaning against to malfunction with him.
"Weeeh.."
☆ A great ending to a great date in your opinion.
☆ When he wakes, your arm is linked in his as you guide him back to the dorms. In his entire life the guy had never been so embarrassed as he did now, immediately ripping away from you while bowing his head several times in apology.
☆ Hearing you burst out in laughter before reassuring him that its okay and especially the fact that neither of you had to pay up since the staff thought it was a malfunction due to the machine being on the older side caused a relief to wash over him.
☆ Still he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed so to make up for it he took you to a nearby fast food chain that was still open to score some ice cream where the two of you talked for quite some time.
☆ Mostly the basics to get to know each other a little better but also leaning more towards serious stuff such as your worries about the path that you had both chosen to take as heroes in training and the future that lied ahead of you.
☆ He never really imagined that someone he viewed as talented and cool to have the same worries as him. It made him feel a lot more seen and closer to you. Especially when you reassured him that he'd eventually be able to adjust his quirk better and that he's as powerful as the rest.
☆ Too caught up in the conversations neither of you had really paid attention to the time up until Sero called Kaminari in a worry since curfew had already started and neither of them were anywhere to be seen.
☆ You had never ran so fast in your life as you did then.
☆ Sure Kaminari was upset over the fact it was over but nothing could ever compare to how upset he'd be if Aizawa unleashed his wrath on him for coming back late. Luckily for the two of you,, and the help of some good friends,, you managed to get in without being caught.
☆ As the gentleman that Kaminari is, he insisted he'd walk you all the way [40 seconds with the stairs] back to your dorm. He lingered at your dorm for a little while, whispering a few thank you's and jokes to you right before you heard a noise coming from downstairs.
"I'd love to do this again sometime."
☆ Hearing those words made his heart flutter, a feeling of relief washing over him. Kaminari couldn't help the giddy smile making its way onto his face before he quickly nodded his head.
"Yes! I'd love that.."
☆ It was then that Kaminari gained just the right bit amount of confidence he needed to wrap his arms around you in a hug. Surely he was a little stiff and you were a little overwhelmed by the Axe deodorant that invaded your nostrils but returned it nonetheless.
☆ When he pulled back his head, he smiled at you still having his arms around your waist. God he loved your eyes. He loved every single little detail about you actually. The color of your eyes, the way you smiled and the way you always managed to complete him in the areas in which he lacked confidence.
☆ With a quick peck on your cheek he immediately pulled back. Not knowing what to do next the guy pulled out his finger guns, pointing them to you with a goofy grin on his face before he backed up towards the elevator.
"You're an idiot"
"Hopefully your idiot soon!"
☆ Rolling your eyes, you shut the door behind you with a soft bang. It wasn't hard to notice the little smile on your face as he said this and he certainly didn't miss it.
☆ It was that smile that gave him the little confidence in his step as he quickly rushed over to Sero's dorm where him, Kirishima and Ashido were waiting for him to tell them all the details. Even if some of the details were left out.
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A/N: Gods its been so long since i really had this much fun with writing!! I'm gonna redo a bunch of things mostly from my hero academia and reupload them. Some haikyuu things might get edited a little but i'm still pretty happy with how most of those are.
Hope you guys liked it, stay tuned for more soon :D
-Noelle
Heelloo lovelies, i am rewriting most of my old work and reuploading them. Still under maintenance and god knows how long it'll take but i do hope you'll enjoy the changes i've made :D
With that said if you're new PLEASE excuse the quality of my earliest works
