Warning: This is part nine, I’d like to point out be aware: 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝗼𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐬, 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞, 𝐠𝗼𝐫𝐞, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐭𝐜. Please don’t read if you are not comfortable with it, and if you’re under the age of 18+ I will give a warning when it becomes NSFW but at the moment it’s SFW. Today’s chapter does include gore, death, killing, hunting, sickness, etc.
Synopsis: ➪ When the word marriage crossed your mind, you believed you’d marry someone you loved. Not this brute of a King. So here you are standing at the end on an altar, pushing away the urge to run and fight. Possibly start a new life, instead of being dragged into a loveless marriage. But for the sake of your people... They say he’s not what rumors make him out to be, but how can you believe that when his eyes burn into yours; just as fiery as before. How could you, ever love someone as barbaric as him…
- chapter nine: journey to the outskirts -
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You groan lowly, the bumpy gravel road keeps you awake. Earlier you had decided if Bakugou wasn't going to speak to you, you might as well as take a small nap. You intended on personally meeting every solider on the outskirts.
But the nap you wanted didn't look like it was going to happen either so instead you tap your face lightly, in hope to brighten up you tired eyes. Bakugou's arms are crossed tightly across his chest, torches light the dirt path; he arches a brow. "We're here."
The carriage stops and Bakugou quickly opens the door, you follow in suit, allowing his hands to wrap around your waist and bring you gently down to the ground. Dusting off your dress you greet the soldiers at the entrance with a firm handshake, "Queen Y/N, it's a pleasure to meet you two, your service to the kingdom have not gone unnoticed." You smile, the two guardsmen look at you in awe as if no one has ever acknowledged their existence.
"The pleasure is ours your Majesty."
A soft grunt comes from your husband, his hand reaches out for yours and he gently ushers you inside. Two men follow behind you as security, as you enter the camp you notice three fires, soldiers surround each site with handfuls of beer and some even with dinner plates. A mess hall is beside what appears to be the medical tent, and other tents surround the tree line. You assume they are the living quarters.
They all wore what appeared to be dragon scaled clothing, thick and heavy, their swords either stacked in the weaponry bay or by their sides. The outskirts was homely to the soldiers. You walk along side Bakugou, "The commander will show you your tent." He says sternly, motioning towards a man who you assume in the commander.
"Good evening, my Queen. I'll show you where you can rest for the night, it'll be just right this way-"
"We won't be staying the night together?" You interrupt turning towards Bakugou. The heals of your boots dig into the dirt below you, arching a brow. Bakugou is taken aback, his words fumble into incoherent sentences. "I mean," you clear your throat, "We are married after all. I do not need to be treated with priority, nor separated. We will sleep in the same tent."
Words stumble out the soldiers mouth, he peers over to Katsuki. His king, nodding along with you.
"We'll sleep in the same tent, leave us." He demands, dismissing the escort.
The tent was beautifully decorated with velvet and leather, a large king bed in the center and lightly let candles. Turning towards Bakugou you let out a content sigh, "Thank you, for agreeing with me. It will look much better on our part of we play the part that we are united together." He nods, the first time he's agreed with you twice in a row you mentally cheer to yourself. He walks towards a glass pitcher, pouring himself a glass of water, he grabs a crystal cup; tilting it towards you, subconsciously asking if you'd like a pour.
Your hands clasp together in front of you.
Nodding.
You watch as he chugs the glass, messily wiping his lips and pouring more water into the same cup before handing it towards you. "Drink." He says. Out of the same cup? Hesitantly, you reach out for the glass. Taking small sips of the room temperature water.
He watched you, watching how your hand clasp around the glass as you lift it gently to your lips.
"We will ride soon, Kirishima is out with the eggs and they are ready for hatching. Tonight, you will officially be the Queen of Dragons, they will be at your command. It's traditional that you give them names,"
You look up towards his towering frame, "Will you be there?"
He nods, "By your side the entire way, you'll be safe they won't bite."
"How do you know? What if they don't like me-"
"They will-"
"How do you know-"
"Because I like you."
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The blush on your cheeks doesn't lighten. Not one bit, not even after when it's been an hour. You have been settling in the tent, moving pieces and organizing your outfits. Bakugou watching as you fold a piece of leather into a drawer.
You feel his eyes burn into the back of your skull, small shivers running down your back.
"I thought you didn't like me..."
"What makes you say that?"
You shrug, "Oh, I don't know maybe the fact you ignore me from time to time, stated this marriage was just for your convenience.. just small things."
Katsuki rolls his eyes, "You've earned my respect, that is all." He stands to head out the front of the tent, he stops before exiting. "You were a good decision." What did he mean by that, you had no clue... but you've earned his respect ...
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Time passes quickly before you are fetched to go see the dragons, they were brought by carriage and unclothed by a blanket, Kirishima smiles brightly at you. "The plan was to bring you to the mountain... but some trouble occurred." He says sheepishly.
Nodding in understand, you smile back at him. "Kirishima is great to see you again,"
"Great to see you, Y/N."
Katsuki moves beside you, grabbing onto your hand and squeezing it lightly. Leading you towards the carriage, uncovered eggs, each decorated with intricate patterns and colors; one was a light blue with soft silver green and purple patterns.
The second was a red color, with gold patches.
And the third was a coral color, green and pink silver splashed all around it. You turn your head towards Katsuki, wondering what to do. He looks down at you, and then back at the sky. “Our last dragon… the one my mother raised since her coronation. She passed away recently, she laid these eggs and specifically stated you take care of them. There is a ritual to hatch these eggs, when night falls you will be the mother of the dragons. The last remaining eggs.”
Your eyes widen, “Another ritual?” Already terrorized from the last, you simply can’t handle another. This round you know exactly what the ritual is, you’ve read countless of books upon it. A fire will be set, surrounding the eggs and you are expected to walk into it. You scoff, “Does this involve me walking into fire by any chance?”
Katsuki kisses his teeth, “Just a little, don’t worry you won’t burn.”
“That’s not how fire works-“
“That’s how the dragons fire for their mother works.”
Authors Note: Hey guys, short chapter but i’m back! So excited for the next this chapter was just made to fill some stuff in for the next, chapter ten has bakugou and Y/N moments and the dragons! Any name suggestions is welcomed, but this story is such a slow burn but we’re getting there!!!
For context, the reader also has wings like hawks bc I'm basic like that
Angst to fluff/comfort
Warnings: some cursing, descriptions of torture, mentions of blood, etc
No
No
It couldn't have happened
There was no way
He swore to you the day he married you he would never let anything hurt you, never let anything take you from his side. And his resolve to keep that promise only got stronger when you announced you were pregnant, his eyes lighting up with pride and joy as he imagined a future with you, with a child, having something real to fight for. Yeah, he'd promised you.
But now, those same golden eyes were dark with anger, pupils slit so dramatically he really did look like the birds of prey his quirk originated from, ready to hunt and even more prepared to kill. Around him, your apartment was in shambles, the chairs and table flipped onto their sides, one lying in pieces all over the room. Feathers colored in the soft grays and creamy white of barn owls littered the room, the remnants of a struggle obvious as Keigo surveyed his surroundings. One this was for sure: you were gone, most likely in danger from the look of it, and taken from the 'safety' of your own home. What made it worse was that it wasn't just you missing. It wasn't just your life that was in danger. It was your child's as well, and Keigo wasn't about to spend another second waiting around when he could be looking for you.
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The glare of the lights in your eyes made you wince, the sudden shift from darkness into piercing brightness making your head spin more than it already was. You were securely tied to a crude metal chair, your wings restrained behind you, an unnaturally bright bulb positioned above your head. You could feel blood dripping down the corner of your mouth, feel a nasty bruise blossoming at your temple from where they'd hit you earlier, dragging you from your apartment to wherever you found yourself now. Blood dripped into your eyes from a vicious cut at the side of your head, and you ached all over.
You could hear people shifting around you, maybe two or three, whispering in the darkness that lay outside your little circle of light. Even though they tried to be quiet, you could pick out little pieces of their conversation.
That's the one? Hawks's little whore?
What do you think, idiot? How many people you see runnin around lookin like her?
So now what? We just keep her here till they come to collect?
They haven't told us anything else, so I guess so.
Slowly, they stepped closer and closer to you, until you could see them both clearly. They had cruel faces with sharp features, but that was where the similarities ended. One was tall and lanky, head bald and shiny above his long nose. The other was shorter, with cartoonishly slicked hair clinging greasily to his scalp. The pair looked like villains out of a movie, so exaggerated they didn't look real, and you would've laughed if the situation had been any different. If you weren't currently sitting in some unknown location, alone, with two men who looked quite ready to hurt you for no reason other than boredom.
Your suspicions were soon confirmed as baldy turned to his partner, a faux pout on his lips.
"So we just wait then? But I neeeeed something to doooooo. I'm sooo bored and she's right here..."
He trailed off, eyes fixating as he leered down at you. You glared back, biting your tongue to keep from saying something you'd most likely regret later.
"I don't care, dambass, do what you want. Just don't let er get out, and don't kill er. Obviously we don't get payed if the target is a fucking corpse."
His partner walked away muttering, the sound growing quieter and quieter until it was followed by the sound of a door slamming shut.
Shit. Now it was just you and baldy.
He wasted no time, sending your head reeling to the side with a swift punch, the gaudy rings on his fingers cutting into your skin even more. He continued his barrage of never ending pummels, and soon you couldn't stop the chorus of sharp cries and wails that escaped your throat as your vision blurred. Somehow, you knew you were crying, the tears mixing with blood as they streamed down your face.
And suddenly it stopped. You hoped, foolishly, that he had decided to let up. That was, until of course, you felt the severe point of a silvery knife blade up against your jugular, pressed so tightly to your skin that you feared the slightest movement would cause it to pierce the delicate skin of your throat.
"Now, look how pretty you look. Practically a work of art! And you know what they say. Artists should always sign their work"
Without another word, he moved the blade down to the skin over your collarbones, cutting in deep, quick strokes and laughing sadistically as you sobbed. Your front was covered completely in blood, as your voice shook with pleas for him to stop. Not that you really expected him to. You felt your head grow lighter and lighter with each second, hanging lowly against your chest as your tormentor continued to laugh.
But just before you blacked out, a crash sounded from the same direction as the door had slammed shut earlier, and an enraged roar rang throughout the building. Distantly, you could see bright flashes of scarlet, red as the blood in your eyes, feel hands ripped away from you, and hear the knife clatter to the floor at your feet.
Quite suddenly, there was quiet again. Quiet, the fuzzy colors and muted sounds mixing in your head under an awful ringing that sounded in your ears,in your brain. Somewhere, you felt the ropes around you break, felt hands steady you against the warmth of someone's body before a familiar voice spoke to you.
Shit, y/n, stay awake, please. We're gonna go and get help but you have to stay awake. Don't close your eyes, just focus on my voice. Dammit, I'm gonna kill whatever bastard came after you like this, but I gotta get you and the baby home first-
And despite the awful pain everywhere in your body, you smiled a little as you passed out. You knew those hands, that voice. They were the same ones that held you as you slept, the one that spoke comforting words when you were inconsolable.
You were safe. And you knew that was long as Keigo was by your side, you would always be safe.
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This is a little different than some of my other stuff, but I liked the idea and I hope you do to. I'm thinking about making a hurt/comfort part 2 to this, so if you're interested let me know or just keep an eye out for that. Thank you for reading <3
Bakugou Katsuki
He’s not a very cuddly baby on the outside, no, but when you get to know him? God, he’s like a cat.
He loves spooning, and on some nights, he’ll even be the little spoon.
Will hug you close to him, leaving soft kisses on your neck and collarbones, and once he’s done, he’ll bury his face in your hair, inhaling the scent of your shampoo.
“Hey, get offa me.” He says, as he wraps his arms around you anyway.
A little tsundere cat, but cuddle him, he needs it.
Todoroki Shouto
He’s so touch starved, he needs hugs and cuddles and all the love you have to give.
He’ll be awkward and stiff at first, will shiver at your soft gentle touches, poor baby’s not used to this.
Eventually, when gets used to it, he’ll be demanding.
“Love, can I have a hug please?” And who are you to say no to his puppy eyes?
But be careful, once his arms are wrapped around you, there’s no escape for a few hours. He’ll give you feather light kisses, play with your hair, and would be pleased to just have you in his arms and see the smile you have on your face.
Will sit on your lap if you’re doing homework, and won’t get why your face goes red. Might fall asleep due to your warmth, he’s like a newborn kitten.
He’s adorable.
Midoriya Izuku
A baby, the cutest one on Earth.
He’ll get so blushy and shy when you cuddle him, he’d stutter nonsense because he’s too shy to form a coherent thought in that adorable little brain of his.
Loves to be both the little spoon, and the big spoon. He just wants to keep you warm and safe in his arms, but also loves to be held and you and drink in all of your love.
If you pick him up and cuddle him, then he’s gonna pass out.
Handle with care.
Shinsou Hitoshi
He’s an actual cat, really, and that’s the only reason why he and Aizawa get along so well.
Cuddle him at night, and he’ll tell you that you’re soo needy, but he’s just as needy as you are.
Will fall asleep as soon as he’s in your arms, no doubt about it.
Loves to bury his face in your hair, and wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him.
He’s actually shy at first, and blushes a lot, but he’s good at hiding it.
Conclusion? Hug him as much as you can.
Shigaraki Tomura
Shigaraki is...difficult.
He’s unsure about everything, hesitant about every touch. Not only is he touch starved, but the thought of him hurting you haunts him. And he can’t brush it off.
Eventually, he gets braver, but will be slow and so so careful about it.
It all starts with small kisses on your cheeks, then slowly, gentle arms wrapped around your waist, but his hugs are always too short.
He won’t fall asleep hugging you, too anxious to do so.
He’ll sit on your lap, rest against your chest as your hands play with his hair, and that’s the only time he lets his eyes close as he relaxes against you.
Treats you like a spun glass.
Dabi
He’s not a cuddly person, and he doesn’t think he’ll ever be.
Until...you hugged him.
Your warmth, and gentle touches drew him in for some reason, and ever since then, he’d been feeling weird. He didn’t know he liked hugs, if anything, his default emotion towards anything was hate, so for him to be so drawn in to your hugs, and even crave them, was strange.
Will get irritated if you go too long without cuddling him, but will never openly request it.
He won’t wrap his arms back around you for a while, but when he does, you’re delighted.
Eventually gets used to it, and only hugs you to fluster you, and it never fails.
Will put you on his lap as he and Shigaraki play a match on an online game.
Kaminari Denki
He’d hug you from behind every morning, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he kisses the back of your neck, until Iida tells him that he should stop and that he shouldn’t do this in front of everyone.
Loves to be the big spoon, and loves the feeling that he could make you feel safe and protected and warm as he wraps his arms around you, and tells you about anything and everything that comes up in his mind.
Sometimes, when you two are cuddling, he’d start tickling you, and he’s merciless.
A good boy.
Tamaki Amajiki
He’s so so shy, but he’ll go out of his way to hug you.
You’re the one to initiate the hugs most of the time though.
He’ll be shy, but instantly relaxes once he feels you against him.
If you kiss him, he’ll get so flustered, and would hide his face in your neck.
Loves to be the little spoon, but also likes to be the big spoon sometimes.
He’s so cute, cherish him.
Kirishima Eijirou
Will cuddle you a lot, he’s very affectionate.
Gives you kisses sometimes if he’s feeling extra affectionate, but he’s mostly content with simply hugging you and hearing you talk about your day.
He’s the big spoon, because that’s manly...but he’s too shy to admit that he also likes to be the little spoon sometimes.
You notice, however, and let him, and he always blushes when you do that.
His hugs are tight, safe, and filled with love. If you wanna feel energetic and happy, just throw yourself into his arms and he’ll charge you up with all the love and positivity he has, and it’s a lot.
He’s so precious, love him.
Synopsis: You have a simple evening routine. It is mundane and plain and a good break from the fast paced hustle and bustle that comes with working at a hero agency.
W.C: 912
Warnings: None!
A/N: I just really wanted to write that last scene with Tokoyami reading to you. Now you see why everything I write is absurdly long. Its cus I don’t know how to write a scene without needing an overcomplicated plot to go with it.
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Your evening routine is simple. Come home, get a head start on the next day's work, cook dinner, get ready for bed, read a book and go to sleep.
Come home.
When you first open the house door you are met with a comforting silence. A much needed break from the regular hustle and bustle of working at a hero agency. You pull off your shoes and place them on the shoe rack by the door. Making an effort to flick on the lights as you travel deeper into the house. When you reach your bedroom you shrug out of the stuffy work clothes and into some more comfortable loungewear. Pushing your feet into a pair of slippers as you make your way out of the bedroom.
Get a head start on the next day's work.
By the time you change and pad out of the bedroom in your slipper clad feet it is still too early for dinner. So you swing past the kitchen for a quick snack before heading to your home office. With your phone in your hand and your work laptop tucked under your arm you enter the office and lay everything off on your desk. You take a minute to stretch for the first time that day and let out a soft, satisfied sigh as you feel your shoulders pop. You settle in and start tapping away at your keyboard. About halfway through drafting up emails all to be sent out tomorrow Tokoyami returns home from his patrol shift. When he doesn't find you in the bedroom he finds you in your office. He knocks twice before entering (he knows he doesn't have to knock, knows that you don't mind too much about him barging in but he still does anyways). You greet him with a soft welcome home and a kiss to his cheek. Dark shadow chirps in want of your attention too and you can't help but chuckle and pet him. Tokoyami sits laid out on the small couch you have in your office. The two of you make sweet conversation with one another, talking about your days and just about anything else you can think about.
Cook diner
By the time you are done scheduling emails to be sent out in the morning and Tokoyami grows bored with his phone it is just about time to start getting dinner together. So the two of you go to the kitchen and consider what you can make with what's left in the fridge. You make a mental note that both of you will need to go grocery shopping this weekend. Once the both of you can come to an agreement on what to eat both of you get down to business. Working in tandem next to one another to cook dinner. Music softly playing from one of your phones as you work together. This is one of the best parts of the routine.
Get ready for bed
Dinner is satisfying and after a bit of down time you can feel the length of the day starting to catch up with you. So you make your way to the bathroom for your nightly shower. Warm water rinsing off the grime of the day and helping to melt some of the stress in your shoulders. When your shower is finally done you dry off and take the time to properly moisturize your skin before slipping into pajamas. You move to do your skincare routine. Thoughtfully applying the products to your face. Tokoyami slips behind you and you nearly jump when you see him in the mirror and he works, but fails to suppress a chuckle. The sound is so pleasant to your ears that you don't even scold him for sneaking up on you. The two of you finish up getting ready for bed with your bodies pressed up against each other. Occasionally nudging one another playfully.
Read a book and go to sleep.
Okay, so maybe you weren’t the one technically reading the book. But, most of the time the nightly routine ends with the two of you cuddled up on the bed. Dark Shadows head a gentle pressure on your lap as you lean into Tokoyami’s body. The dim light of the bedside lamp bathing a small portion of the room in a warm orang-ish yellow light. In his hands Tokoyami holds a book of prose and short stories, and the soft drone of classical music that comes from the speaker on the dresser only helps to add atmosphere to the room. He reads the words as if savoring every one. You have always loved the sound of him reading. Something about the way he added inflection and intonation to depict the tone and mood of a passage. Fumikage has always had a flair for the dramatics, you're sure that had he not gone the route of being a pro hero he would have made a charming voice actor. You snuggle into his side as he reads. Eyes tiredly flitting along the words. Your phone is somewhere discarded on the nightstand and your eyelids grow heavy at the soothing atmosphere. Tokoyami turns the page to a short poem written in the book and you can tell by the softness in his voice that it must be a love poem. So tonight like most nights you find yourself peacefully falling asleep cuddled up next to Fumikage and the calming sound of his voice reciting romantic prose to you.
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Howdy. Could I get a matchup please? I'm 17, 5'3, nonbinary and pansexual. My western zodiac is Taurus, Chinese is Horse and Irish/Celtic is Willow. I have brown eyes, tan skin, short brown hair and a lot of scars, primarily on my left arm and thighs but some on my chest and one under my left eye. I'm chubby but fit and wear glasses. My favorite colors are ultramarine, amber, indigo and forest green. I like to sing, act, rollerskate, write, take naps, go on walks and watch netflix/youtube (p.1)
Hello love! I hope you like this matchup, cause I ship you with...
Todoroki!
Literally is obsessed with your skin tone not gonna lie- it always reminds him of summer!
And it does help you have such a cool light quirk!
You two have this cool trick you perfected a bit- Shouto would use his ice quirk and fire at the same time, creating droplets in the air
You’d then aim your quirk at the water and create this GIGANTIC rainbow in the air
All of Class 1A is obsessed with it
You two can totally relate to scars on your body, and its one of the first things you guys were able to really sit and talk about
Be ready for lots of deep talk with Shouto he’s all about getting rid of the small talk and getting to meaningful conversations
He’s always such a gentleman though and if you ever not want to talk about something or feel your not ready, he’ll wait no problem
You two can also relate alot on family issues
Not gonna lie will internally wanna fight your dad because how could your dad just be so disrespectful to someone as kind and thoughtful as you?!
Also me tho ya hurt ma readers imma come for ya >:(
Todoroki would be totally down skating!
Ice-skating....is a pro......roller-skating.....not so much
Please help him he’d struggle so badly
Shouto might be apprehensive for touches, just because of his family dynamic
But is also VERY touchstarved... so just wait for him he’ll turn around very quickly :)
Please don’t isolate Todoroki will get so worried!
NGL will kick down your door if needed
But if you need time or alone time, he totally understands...he’ll just sit in front of your door like a freaking cat until you do
No joke...will sit there for hours
He loves it when you get dorky! He thinks its the most cutest thing ever watching you fangirl or freak out
Dekusquad is so amazing- they are silly and crazy and can still be serious
They are completely understanding of your history and present and dont think of you any different because of it
Uraraka is #1 wing-woman
Shouto loves that you are such an explorer and want to become your own individual, and will try to do that any way he can
So dates to a cool muesuem? Yep. Fancy dinner dates at a planetarium? You bet. This boy does not let anything get in the way of doing something you’d love
Well, the first one is the more active one, which are her strings. By connecting the strings to an object or person (though it has to be specific where otherwise she won’t be able to control properly)
As example the teddy bear. Just connecting one string to the head will mean that she will only be able to move the head. To move the whole bear she’ll need to connect as many as possible places of the body to move it better. She is also able to control multiple things at once. She has the same amount of strings as she has fingers. 10.
Her drawbacks depend on how much she uses this. If she used the memory part of her quirk a lot she won’t be able to use this part. Using the strings to much make her fingers numb, if she keeps going her arms will go numb, if she still keeps going she might damage the nerves and bones in her hands and arms, they’ll slowly start to break. Of course someone with a healing quirk can reverse the damage, of the nerves and bones. She’ll have to wait for the numbness to go away.
For the second part of her quirk, memory. Its quite simple. She can choose to memorize something completely, be it text or picture. But, if she tries to memorize too much she’ll lose the oldest information she has. It’s not constantly activated, it takes concentration to use.
If she activates it too much she’ll forget the oldest information she has, but if she keeps going, trying to force herself to remember information she’ll forget memories. Like, what she ate for breakfast or even a person she knows, the memories she loses become more important the more she overexerts herself. She is able to regain her memory but somebody would have to help her by giving pictures or telling her. Her own memory and the memory of her quirk are two different things.
In short :
Strings
Use : -Has to connect the strings to as many as possible body parts to control a whole person or things with limbs.
-can control multiple things at once
-can take control over inanimate objects
-has only 10 strings
Drawbacks : First finger numbness, then arms -> for this she’ll have to wait for it to go away
-extreme overuse gives damage to the nerves and bones of her arms and hands, especially the fingers -> this damage can be healed though if this keeps happening she may gain permanent damage
Memory
-if activated she can memorize everything she sees
-it is possible to memorize one specific thing
-she can memorize pictures, the bigger it is the less details she’ll remember. If she focuses on one thing she’ll be able to memorize everything down to the smallest detail
Drawbacks: Memorizing too much will lead to forgetting the oldest information
-Trying to force a lot information to be remembered will lead to memory loss, the memory becomes more important if she keeps forcing herself. Though she can regain her memory.
Y/n: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Shoto's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get him out...
