#candyl0v3

[bosscalls]

flonne is peppering his face all over with kisses...

sett, after blinking at the petite angel, smirks with exposed fangs. “you sure are excited,” he teased a little.

[kimusoka]

@candyl0v3 asked: "you can be a kind person with a good heart and still say no." + shinso <3 | .✦ ݁˖ ↳ 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨 ⋆ ˚ ༘♡

quiet groan leaves him from where his head is hiding in his arms. often times, izuku wished he wouldn't be perceived. if he could just go about his day, get his work done, and come home, he'd be alright with that. and for the most part, that is what his days are like. but every once in a while . . .

" . . . what if i've already tried being kind and saying no? they just won't take the hint, shi-chan." he tugs are green curls, peeking over his arm to look at his friend. "they've cornered me at the grocery store, out on the street. i think it's sweet, y'know? but i'm not interested in them the way they are me." he pauses before he suddenly sits up, reaching out to grab shinso's hands in his. "pretend to be my boyfriend. that way i can turn them down for real this time!"

[kimusoka]

@candyl0v3 asked: "they didn't deserve death. i did . . . i do." + toga <3 | .✦ ݁˖ ↳ 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨 ⋆ ˚ ༘♡

"no." the response is immediate, a bit harsher than he means it to be. izuku takes a breath, holds it for a beat, then slowly exhales, scrubbing a hand down over his face. "don't . . . say that." while he still can't condone what the league of villains did, as their actions cost the lives of many innocent people, the lives of people he looked up to, he doesn't think death should be the automatic consequence.

the guilt still sits heavy in his chest, thinking there was more he could have done. had he been stronger, faster, more aware of what was really going on . . . perhaps he would have gotten through to tenko faster. maybe he could have saved a lot more people. despite the guilt that weighs him down, he knows it isn't comparable to what himiko might be feeling.

"i'm sorry," he says, rubbing his hands along his thighs, leg bouncing. "it's not that . . . i'm not in a position to judge. i want to believe that if i were in your shoes, i would have done things differently, but i don't know that. i wish there was something i could have done to save your friends. i'll carry the blame for that." he always has, hasn't he? "but i'm . . . glad you're alive. whether you believe it or not, you are making an impact. because of you, uravity is helping kids who may feel the way you did - the way you do. you are changing the world, whether you want to believe it or not."