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[meadow-roses]

A3: What's a funny piece of dialogue you've written recently? 

"The stories have to come from somewhere," Tristan pointed out.

"Yes. People's imagination. Can you please? You're scaring Billy."

From the Adric WIP.

[even-more-incorrect-ego-quotes]

(Y/N on a date with Jackie)

Y/N: What do you do?

Jackie: [holds up menu] you just choose a meal from this book of food

[the-girl-who-cried-wolf]

i don't want to talk, i just wanna snuggle in bed with some popcorn and watch [insert tv show/movie title], ok?

[pjmphoria]

restored [bonus part]

[inquisitorinquisitor]

Shoji x Reader

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Warnings: None.

The reader is Neutral.

Reader’s Quirk: Thread Manipulation

-.-

Shoji didn’t personally know Y/N, all he knew about them is that they spend their time behind a sewing machine as they patch up the hero’s course’s costumes or the occasional school uniform. Y/N had been the one to personally hem or redoing uniforms to ensure everyone felt comfortable in them. Which is the reason he is visiting the Support Classroom where Y/N spends their time in, with a curt knock Shoji waited for a response. 

A voice from the other side of the door announced he could enter the classroom. Opening the door, Shoji took in a deep breath and took note of how the room smelled like a fabric store and hints of oil. The fabric smell due to how the far wall contained rolls after rolls of different types of fabric and each table contained a different type of sewing machines. Opening the door wider, Shoji saw Y/N sitting in the far corner, what appeared to be sewing a school uniform by hand. 

“L/N.” Shoji greeted as he entered the room, closing the door behind himself. He saw Y/N lifted their towards his direction and gave him a curt nod. “I hope I am not bothering you.” 

No response. Nothing out of the norm for Shoji when it came to Y/N. His brow’s furrowed when he took note how Y/N seemed to start glaring at him before they returned to sewing. What did he do? He looked down at his feet, thinking perhaps he dragged something in. No. Did he smell? Sniff, sniff, no. 

Shoji froze momentarily, he consciously raised a hand towards his face and felt something off with this mask. One of his arms shifted to turn into an eye and saw that his mask has a massive cut, but it was not enough to show his face entirely. How did he miss this? 

Great... that meant he’s going to need this mask to be sewn back together or at least hope he doesn’t find anyone along the way back to the dorms before he gets caught... which seems highly unlikely. This was one of his last decent masks he had too.

“Mend... Do you need me to mend that too?” Y/N pointed at Shoji’s face, their own brows furrowed as they wondered if they were going to need to use their quirk to fix the mask to oppose just using a needle and thread. Maybe they’ll get to see what’s underneath the mask. At that thought, they quickly turned around in their seat to hid their blushing face. In the random visits, Shoji had done, Y/N had come to looking forward to them. Enjoying the presence of the would-be hero more so than they could verbally say. 

Would they ever say such a thing? No. They hardly know each other as it is, plus, they are just some random nameless nobody that seemed to have a massive target on their back. Reason? A misunderstanding. Massive misunderstandings, time after time again. Cranky they say. Angry they say. Agressi... okay, they are aggressive, but to a point! 

Everything to a point.

“Could you fix my mask?” 

Y/N didn’t turn around, they lifted a hand and wiggled their fingers. In an instant, the fibers of the mask unraveled and went directly towards Y/N’s fingers and they began to control the strings to reconnect the cloth back into place to how it was originally. 

Shoji looked at his mask and hummed in approval, it was as if it was never damaged in the first place. He looked over to see that Y/N was looking at him from the corner of their eyes, and in the first time in the entire time, he’s known them. He’s never seen that expression before. 

Y/N’s face is coated in light dusty pink, eyes looking at him innocently, and a shy smile that seemed to take Shoji’s breath away. This has nothing on those supposed rumors that are floating around about them.

“You have nice...” Y/N pointed at Shoji, they weren’t able to figure out what to say as their nerves began to overtake them. “Arms...”

Pause...

“If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to just throw my self out the window now.” 

Fin.

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