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[husbandograveyard]

Dating Mirio HC

Look, this is another one of no one asked for it, but I just had these stuck in my head and sometimes I just write for me UwU. Requests are still in the making! No worries, even the older ones are slowly getting written out! Enjoy 

2nd person. GN Reader. No warnings, all the fluff 

Dating Mirio is probably a relationship grown out of friendship. He just has such an attractive and charming personality that seems to draw people to him, and you were one of the people that actually stuck around. 

He’s the one to always cheer you up, he knows just the right things to say to make you feel better! 

And with that comes the most sincere and genuine compliments, sometimes delivered a little clumsily because he’s wearing his heart on his sleeve and his thoughts of love just kind of flow out of his mouth before he can think them over. 

He’s got that himbo energy a little, but he’s smarter than you would initially think, and you can actually have long, meaningful conversations with him as you’re sitting in the park, walking around patrolling or just snuggling. 

And speaking about snuggles. Hugs. All the hugs with this man. His main love language is physical touch, and he gives the best hugs. Just the right amount of pressure to feel safe, warm and protected, and he makes them last the perfect amount of time.

Cute nicknames! He’ll try out a bunch, but keeps coming back to sunshine, no matter how many times you point that in fact, he is your sunshine and not the other way around. 

No matter if you’re taller than him or smaller, and actually no matter your body type, he will actually carry you around every now and then. It’s mostly for giggles, especially if he knows it embarrasses you, it gives him the opportunity to make you bury your face in his neck. 

Loves dates away from the city, so he can enjoy nature and your company without getting interrupted. 

Hikes, go swimming, beach days… you name it and if he has free time he is ready to go! 

But he’s also up for super casual dates, going to the movies, going out for dinner, or just staying indoors, ordering takeout and watching something on TV. 

Every now and then he does like more romantic grand gestures, such as showing up to a casual at-home date with a beautiful bouquet of flowers, or changing the reservation to another restaurant he knows you have been dying to try out. 

Speaking of free time, he doesn’t have a lot due to his rigorous training and studying schedule at first, then it’s interning, and once he’s a fulltime hero it becomes even less. He does try to make time for you and quality time specifically, and when that becomes hard to do, he will make sure to stop by for lunches, involve you in things that are not dangerous… anything to make sure you know that he still thinks about you even when he’s too busy to enjoy your actual company. 

He’s also the kind of guy to set an alarm 10 minutes early every day, just to use those 10 minutes to snuggle with you. Doesn’t matter if you wake up or not, he leaves with a kiss and comes home with a kiss. 

[lunaleen-writes]

Todoroki Family Ficlets

Summary:

Maybe, just maybe, Fuyumi hated her mother as much as she loathed her father.

Notes: After months of not writing shit, I am back with some Todoroki fam shenanigans. Aka me dumping all my trauma onto them lmao. Do not expect much, this will not be in chronological order, it is an AU where pretty much everything is the same only that Enji is a politician (from a family of conservative politicians ala Bush family) and Touya never left.

English is not my mother tongue, I have no beta and I did not proofread this either. Enjoy

AO3 link

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To everyone’s eyes, even those who saw what went on behind the curtains with the Todoroki Family, Fuyumi was the perfect daughter.

She wasn’t rebellious, seizing every opportunity to diss their father and to taint the family’s name like Touya. She wasn’t always bitter like Natsuo and wasn’t detached and isolated from everything in life, like Shoto.

Since she was a small child, she never talked back. She helped at the house, did her chores on time, got along with all her siblings, even Touya. She treated both her mother and father with respect. Fuyumi knew how to play the part.

As an adult, she still lived the life her father wanted, only dated the people he approved of, studied what he wanted her to study, dressed the way he considered acceptable, Fuyumi did all in her power to help her brothers and was a mediator between them and their father. She always kept her head cold, never losing her temper. No matter how rough matters were at her home, she always behaved.

But deep down Fuyumi despised her parents, yes her parents, her mom was included there too. She despised her mom because she allowed all to happen, she could’ve put a stop to it, she could’ve said no to the arranged marriage, she could’ve avoided having babies after Touya was born but she continued popping kids out for her abuser and because of her, she and her brothers had to endure that hell while she spends her days in a psychiatric hospital that is better than most 5 stars hotel. Because Rei Touya and Shoto were permanently scarred, both physically and psychologically.

Because Rei, oh the fragile Rei, the one that doesn’t have to listen to her dad anymore, she doesn’t have to care about the wellbeing of Touya; she doesn’t have to go to dinners, parties, rallies and pretend that they are the ideal family.

Because of her mom, she had to take the role of caretaker and couldn’t have a normal childhood. She couldn’t be just a regular teen worried about dates, proms, boyfriends. Instead, she had to worry about the health of Shoto, the feelings of Natsuo, Touya escaping from their house, doing drugs.

Out of all her brothers, she was the only one that still visited her mother every week. She brought her flowers, snacks, pictures, walked with her in the facility’s garden, talked to her about her life. But she did it out of duty, because she felt she had to. So the few times her mom cried during one of her visits, she just wanted to yell at her, tell her she had no right to feel bad or complain when she has spent years living peacefully, when she abandoned them, when she tried to kill her brothers and herself. When she left them.

Fuyumi hated her mother too, perhaps even more than she loathed her father.

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[cinnamoonsworld]

Two Worlds Collide - Chapter 9 [Aizawa x fem!reader]

Hi guys!  There are very few chapters left at the end, and this chapter (which I loved writing) will be ultrafluff! Thanks to my boyfriend for the translation, enjoy <3  ---------------------------------------------------------------------------  Previous chapters: ch1 | ch 2 | ch3 | ch 4| ch5 | ch6 | ch7 | ch 8 You can also find me on Ao3! Word count: 1885  TW: none, pure fluff  ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- "(Y/N), is this chord ok??" Azai asked you by playing a chord with the guitar. "That’s exactly what I had in mind, very good Azai!" You said smiling. December had already started a few days ago, and the Christmas air was starting to feel more and more in the air. You liked to walk around the street and see all the decorations and lights that seemed to wrap around shop windows, trees and street lamps. Besides, you were very happy to see the decorations every day since you had to go to the rehearsal room to try with the band you had found together with Present Mic. In mid-November, Present Mic invited you to its radio show. He had decided to interview you and, during the interview, to make an announcement to find a band that would support you during the famous U.A. Christmas party. You were very concerned that your former manager had been spreading rumors in order to hinder you as much as possible, instead, a few days later, a flood of musicians appeared. After a long audition, and a long discussion, you and Hizashi chose the musicians who, in your opinion, found themselves more in touch with you to play. The time was short, and there were many things to do. In a month you had to write at least six new songs, with lots of music and arrangements together with the members of your new band. You felt happy to work with someone who dictated his choices to you and gave freedom to your tastes and opinions. The songs were taking shape, although you couldn’t find the lyrics to the sixth and final song. You used to crank up your thoughts trying to knock something down, but you just couldn’t. Aizawa also noticed this block. Usually, while you were correcting your homework, you would suddenly stop with your face glowing, and you would rush to get the notebook that you had in your work bag and then start writing quickly so you wouldn’t lose the ideas that you had just come up with. Aizawa didn’t blame you if you momentarily left in half what you were doing, he understood perfectly that what you were experiencing was a crucial moment for your career. "Well guys, that’s enough for tonight!" You happily announced. "Thank you all, we were very good all as usual! I’ll see you tomorrow night." You all applauded for the job well done and greeted each other. You were thinking about the shopping to do before going back to the dorm (with all these commitments you often did not remember to have an empty fridge), when at the entrance of the studios you found a figure familiar to you that controlled lazily the cell phone. "Shouta?" You asked a little out of your mind. "What are you doing here?" "I was on my way, and I thought I’d stop and wait for you." He replied with his usual tired tone. He actually asked Hizashi where the rehearsal room was where you went every day, and he decided to surprise you. He had this weird urge to see you, and since he didn’t have to go on any rounds that night, he decided he wanted to spend some time with you outside of school. Even though he was wearing a heavy black coat and a pair of jeans of the same color, you still thought he was beautiful. You immediately turned red in the face to think that of your superior, and tried to hide your face inside the scarf. "How would you like to go to dinner somewhere?" the hero suddenly asked. "Since it’s already dinner time now..." "G-going out to dinner? You and m-me?" You stuttered trying to hide badly the embarrassment and emotion that were taking over you. Aizawa stared at you with his obsidian eyes, perfectly concealing the panic he was experiencing at the time. He didn’t understand where all that courage was coming from, but he decided to play it all. "Of course." You said, finally, with a big smile in your heart that you felt it pounding in your ears. "With great pleasure." Aizawa was a very rational person, and he almost couldn’t get over how he kept thinking about you all the time. These new feelings a little scared him, but he was curious at the same time. So it was happening to you too, that you had never felt such a strong attraction to someone even though you were always a person who almost never followed logic but a lot of instinct. As you tried to keep your embarrassment at bay, the raven stopped in front of a family restaurant, carefully pondering whether it was the right place to take you or not. "Shouta." you chased him, seeing him in trouble. " I have no problem eating anywhere, I’ll settle for a bowl of ramen." Feeling relieved, he made his way into the restaurant. As much as it was a family restaurant, the environment was cozy and very reminiscent of a country house. A smiling waitress welcomed you and took you to a smaller table than the standard ones. It was full of families with small children, all very excited about the arrival of Christmas and the gifts that Santa Claus would have found under the tree. After studying the menus and ordering, you and Aizawa stayed quiet for a while. You didn’t know where to start, everything in your head seemed stupid and you didn’t want to look stupid in front of him. "Excuse me for asking (Y/N)." Aizawa said, ending the silence "Why don’t you ever use your Quirk?" Here, the question straight to the stomach like a punch. "It’s not that easy..." You sighed, looking for the exact words with which to answer. " Here...see...I don’t know where to start exactly." While inside you the panic began to rise, Aizawa noticed and took you by the hand. He didn’t understand why he did it either, but that instinctive gesture seemed like the right thing to do at that moment to calm you down. You began to feel the fear waning feeling the warmth of his hand over yours. "As beautiful as the Quirk of telekinesis can be, it is very difficult to control." You told quietly. " In addition to training for many years, you must also be a person who does not get caught up in strong emotions. Unfortunately I am not one of them." "Did your manager ever help you control your powers?" asked the raven. "Unfortunately, no...it was not uncommon that many times I destroyed the dressing rooms in anger, frustration or stress. He was willing to pay handsomely to keep people quiet about how destructive my power could be. But it’s much better now, I’m much better and I’m much quieter." As soon as the speech was over, the waitress came with your orders. "Have you ever had problems with your Quirk?" You asked for a bite. "In high school, I thought my power was useless." Aizawa replied, sketching a smile. "Until I realized, after a bad accident, that my friends were right about me, that I was strong but I was afraid I wouldn’t live up to the expectations of others. Then in the third year I decided to become an independent Pro Hero...and now here I am, teacher and independent Pro Hero." "Now I understand why you always encourage kids to improve and overcome their fears." You spoke with a smile, and Aizawa felt her heart tremble. The dinner went on with your stories and anecdotes of life, surprising you both of how well you were with two totally different personalities. Aizawa knew perfectly well to intimidate many people with his apparently cold and detached character, so he did not care to deepen the acquaintance with someone. With you, it was different. Your sunny character attracted him almost like a bee is attracted by honey. He never got tired of you. You, on the other hand, found this character of him fascinating, a bit rough on the surface but so kind. His low, warm voice made you feel wrapped in a soft blanket. After dinner, you went to the dorms together. Sometimes you stopped showing Aizawa some light or Christmas decoration that you particularly liked. "We should put something inside the dorm too." You sighed as you watched a Christmas tree. "Well...you can ask Nezu if you can do it." Aizawa said with a little smile. " I’m sure the kids will appreciate it too, it’s not a bad idea." "Y-you mean it?" You answered the hero smiling. Aizawa didn’t like Christmas decorations very much or in general, but seeing you with such a dreamy look just couldn’t say no to you. As you turned to look at a particularly beautiful decoration, your phone fell out of your coat pocket. You were about to pick it up, when Ereserhead was about to do the same, and your hands touched. You looked straight into each other’s eyes, with you getting even redder than usual and he feeling his heartbeat soaring. "Look... before I did not asked you... can I hold your hand?" Aizawa asked, trying to best disguise his embarrassment.  "Of course." You answered without the slightest hesitation and smiled gently as you began to blush conspicuously. Aizawa’s hand, callous as it was, was warm and big. You would have wanted to sink your face into his hand. You wanted those big, hot, callous hands to caress your whole body... Hand in hand, you arrived at the U.A. dormitory, on the way you had talked a bit about what Aizawa wanted to do as a program in class before the Christmas holidays and the last dreadful surprise task that he would have found on the 1-A desks in two days. You had a lot of laughs about what to put on the test, and some faces that the kids would read certain questions. "So tomorrow we’ll meet right after the lessons that we finish writing the paper for the boys?" asked the raven holding your hand again. "Of course!" You replied smiling "I have rehearsals in the late afternoon anyway, so there are no problems." Even though you were room neighbors, he walked you to the doorstep of your bedroom door.

"Then good night Shouta.- Pronounce yourself trying to shake his hand as much as possible." Thank you for a wonderful evening."

"Thanks to you." Pro Hero replied in turn, sketching a little smile. Before he left your hand, you gave him a kiss on the cheek. You ran immediately inside your room and closed the door immediately. Your heart was racing, and you felt warmer than normal. Even though that was a rash gesture, you were happy to have done it. 

Aizawa was impaled for five minutes good at touching the point of his cheek that had come into contact with your lips. He was trying to figure out whether what had just happened was real or not. And that’s when the light finally came to you. You knew what would be the last new piece you would present. The song you cared about the most and wanted to use as a battlehorse. Without even getting undressed, you rushed to your desk and started writing in a flash.

[husbandograveyard]

Requested by anonymous  2nd person GN Reader  No warnings! Enjoy 

Oh and: Adopt don’t shop & animals are not Christmas gifts if not discussed beforehand that the recipient will be able to take proper care of said animal. Give your floofs and scaleys and others hugs and smooches from me tonight 

You were giggling, arms stretched in order to maintain balance, softly shuffling along the road. Your boyfriend’s strong arm around your waist, guiding you along the way as you were trying to figure out where you were going.

“Mirio… are we almost there yet?” “A little more y/n, almost there” 

With Mirio being a busy pro hero, there were awfully little days you could spend together without worrying, and when you finally got two consequent days in a row, you had taken it upon you to organise one day full of his favorite activities as his Christmas gift, and the next day you would just spend home together, enjoying each other’s company and a moment of peace and quiet. 

You had announced these plans beforehand, keeping the element of surprise only in the nature of the activities you did. That way you were sure Mirio wouldn’t tire himself out too much on his final patrol before his mini-break, and even though you both liked surprises, you were sure he was delighted to know that you had planned a day at home to unwind as well. He could definitely use one. 

So when you woke up to the smells of breakfast in bed this morning, you gave him a short scolding, telling him that he should’ve used today to sleep in and relax instead of cooking for you. He had laughed it off and told you to get dressed after breakfast because it was ‘his turn to surprise you’.  

And thus, you were blindfolded, led outside of the house into the winter cold and currently trying to figure out where exactly you were going. Suddenly you felt softer ground and you turned your face to Mirio -presumably-.

“Babe, are we in the park?” “Awe Sunshine, you’re too clever~ Yes, we’re in the park. Your gift is here!” 

You frowned in confusion.  “In the park?” “Yes!” He sounded so giddy and you couldn’t help but smile. “Can I take my blindfold off then?” “You know what… sure!” Before you could even reach behind you to undo the blindfold, you felt his strong arm leave your waist and reach up to do it for you. When you opened your eyes, after blinking a couple of times to adjust, you looked around to see the park near your house where you two regularly go on dates. You looked to the side to see your boyfriend smiling from ear to ear. 

“Why’d you blindfold me for a date in the park?” “Well… the date is not your present” 

You frowned again, smiling a little as you suspiciously eyed a small silver object Mirio was holding in his hands. “What is that?” “Your present! Merry Christmas sunshine!” 

He placed the object in your hands, and you saw that it was a small silver whistle. It was pretty, but not necessarily special looking and you studied it closely. “Go on now, use it” 

He seemed so excited about it, so you tried the whistle. To no avail, because no sound came out. 

“Awe babe...it’s broken?”

Mirio laughed, looking behind you instead of at you and you turned around to see what he was trying to see. 

You audibly gasped when the fluffiest golden retriever you had ever seen was now sprinting towards you, followed by someone who was probably it’s caretaker. They didn’t seem to be in a hurry though, smiling and waving at Mirio as they walked your way and the dog was already almost at your feet. You instinctively kneeled down a little, offering the dog your hand to sniff. It nudged your hand immediately, asking for pets and then leaned its entire body against you. 

“I figured with me being away from home so much for work, I could use a sidekick to help protect you,” Mirio said as he also leaned down to pet the dog who immediately jumped onto him to lick his face, obviously knowing him already, “so I went to the shelter and this big guy was still looking for a home”. 

“I love him already” you were talking more to the dog than to your boyfriend already. “Charlie, meet y/n, y/n, meet Charlie”

You scratched behind the dog’s ears. “Welcome to the family Charlie”

Mirio stood up to take over the leash and a bag of extra supplies the shelter employee had so graciously provided as they now arrived at where you guys were standing. The rest of the supplies were already waiting in his car to provide Charlie a perfect home with the two of you. 

He couldn’t stop smiling as he saw you play and talk with the dog already. Mission succes. 

[lunaleen-writes]

You are pretty d*mn awesome

[BakuMomo Brotp] AO3 Link

Characters: Bakugo/Momo

Summary: Momo accidentally hears some students from Shiketsu talking bad about her, Bakugo is having none of that.  AKA words of encouragement Bakugo style.[BakuMomo Frienship]

Notes: Hey, just another idea that I needed to get out of my head, I really love the BakuMomo Brotp. Momo is amazing, she is the only one that doesn't see it. 

She was walking towards the bathroom when she heard them, a couple of girls from Shiketsu were talking pretty nasty things about her, from how much she was eating to why she was the one invited instead of one of the hot guys from her class …of course, she was too polite to say something to them, so she just continued walking. She was used to it by now. Whenever she would go people would judge her for the way she dressed, her body, for being rich, for being able to get into UA by recommendation, for choosing to be a hero when she could’ve taken over one of the many family businesses.

Things had gotten extremely bad after her pathetic act in the sports festival of her first year at UA, there were so many mean comments about her online that she had decided to close all of her social media accounts once and for all. It’s been three years since then, she did so much better in the other 2 school festivals, but people still talked about that one.

Even if this was already her last year, she could not shake the feeling that she was taking the space that someone way more talented and qualified could take at the school. Most of the students at UA, if not all of them had really powerful quirks or a very charming personality that put them on the path to be the number one hero one day.

From UA only 3 students of her class had gotten the invitation, Bakugo and Todoroki of course, and then it was her. When Aizawa called her to let her know, she was sure it must have been a mistake, she was nowhere near Bakugo or Todoroki and it wasn’t as charming or popular with the public as Midoriya.

The event was a dinner where the top 20 heroes, members of the police, politicians, and new heroes were invited, anybody that was someone or wanted to be someone in the heroes circle was there. She just wanted to be over the whole thing, she was used to these kinds of meetings, coming from a rich and important family she attended these reunions all the time, but she always felt like she didn’t belong. She didn’t have the thin and feminine body that most of the other girls had, she wasn’t as confident, she wasn’t a ‘’fan favorite.’’

She found herself doubting every decision she had made constantly, she felt like she could not be a hero, and she also felt that people could see it. Maybe it wasn’t too late to give it up. 

 Coming out of the bathroom she noticed the girls were no longer there, in their place was an annoyed Bakugo leaned against the wall.

‘’Hey, Bakugo, what are you doing here’’ She asked, hoping he wouldn’t notice her teary eyes. If he did, he chose to ignore it.

‘’I heard them you know, why didn’t you say something?’’ He questioned her, angrily. If there was something that Bakugo could not comprehend, was people that didn’t stand up for themselves.

‘’What was I supposed to say? They are right! I’m not the one that should be here, there are so many others that.’’

‘’Cut the crap!’’ He interrupted her. ‘’Have you seen yourself Ponytail? Why do you care about what these extras have to say? You have a badass quirk that anybody would kill to have, you are rich, and if you’d ask me you are pretty damn hot too. You are amazing and you are the only dumbass that can’t see it.’’

Hearing these things from someone like Bakugo really did things to her. Her whole face went completely red and suddenly the whole room felt hot.

‘’Th.. thank you Bakugo’’ She muttered, timidly.

‘’Yeah, don’t get used to it, let’s go.’’ Groaned Bakugo grabbing her by the arm. ‘’Aizawa was actually looking for you, we need to take some stupid pictures now.’’

 Fin

[lunaleen-writes]

Brother

Summary:Fuyumi visits Touya at the hospital after his fight with Endeavor.] [Slight spoilers/ Chapter 290]

AOT3 LINK HERE

He opened his eyes and found himself in a desolated hospital room. Looking around he found that there was no couch, no decorations, not even a window, just the bed, an uncomfortable– looking metallic chair, and a small desk that only had a plastic water container and a glass. It didn’t surprise him; he was a terrorist after all. All his body hurt, for what he could see, it was completely covered in bandages, he was using a very uncomfortable oxygen mask with a terrible plasticky smell, he had also an IV pumping a clear liquid onto him, both of his hands were cuffed to the bed.

Great . He though. He could not care less what it would happen to him from now on, he would’ve preferred to die but unfortunately, someone (He wished he’d know who, so he could kill it) decided to save him, and now here he was, tied to a damned hospital bed.

He was awake when she entered the room, he wishes he could’ve pretended he was still asleep but unfortunately, he was looking straight at the door when she appeared.

She was dressed in black from head to toes, her hair on a ponytail, a handkerchief on her left hand. Fuyumi looked exhausted, so sad and defeated, she took the chair and sat next to the bed.

''I’m so glad you are alive Touya nii.'' She said placing one of her hands on top of his right one, so gently. ''Shoto is here in the hospital too, he is not conscious yet, but the doctors said he should be waking up soon, Natsuo was taken to a different hospital, I visited him this morning he’s doing fine.''

He would not admit it, but he appreciated her telling him about the status of both Natsuo and Shoto, specially Natsuo. The dumbass had tried to get between him and Endeavor, it didn’t end well. Shoto on the other hand, they practically fought to death when all was said and done. Deep down he didn’t hate any of his siblings, they were also victims of Endeavor however, he knew that hurting them he could hurt Endeavor, but the end justified  the means he told himself. Fuyumi’s voice brought him back to reality.

'' I was so surprised when I heard the news, at first, I couldn’t believe it but then I saw you and I knew it was you.''

What was she doing here?  He asked himself. Why was she talking to him like nothing had happened, he didn’t deserve it.

'' Dad is dead'' She continued. '' His funeral was 2 days ago, I was the only one there of all of us, mom wanted to go but I don’t think it would’ve been good for her you know. Shoto and Natsuo can’t leave the hospital yet, besides, I don’t even think they would have wanted to go.''  She stopped for a moment.  ''It was so hard though, there were paparazzi everywhere, people protesting, total chaos. I haven’t been able to go home yet.''

Why are you telling me all that?  He wanted to ask her. What are you doing here? Why aren’t you with Natsuo or Shoto? I killed your father and almost killed your little brother.

''You are probably wondering what I’m doing here.''  She was now openly crying.  ''I just want you to know that we don’t hate you.''  She mumbled wanting to control her sobs ''We never forgot about you. I’m so sorry oniisan for not being there for you. I am so sorry for being a bad sister.''

He wanted her to leave, he didn’t deserve her tears.

''I just want you to know that we are so grateful that you are still here, I am so happy that you are alive Touya. I just…''

She was interrupted by a knock on the door, she stood up from the chair, wiping away her tears. '' I need to go now, I don’t know if they’ll let me back here, but I’ll try to be back, get better soon oniisan'' She added before stepping outside of the room, closing the door.

Touya was confused, he didn’t know what to think, not even once he thought about what would’ve happened with him, with his family after killing Endeavor, Fuyumi’s words made him feel a way he hadn’t feel since he was a child, and for the first time in a very long time, he cried.

[lunaleen-writes]

A period fic [Shinsō / Eri siblings]

Summary: Eri gets her period for the first time, Shinsō is a good bro.

Notes: I wrote this in 10 minutes and Im so sleepy so my apologies but I wanted to get this idea out of my mind

It was Monday and Shinsō had woken up early to make breakfast for Eri and Aizawa, he did not have patrol until 10 AM, Aizawa liked to be at UA around 7ish so he volunteered to prepare breakfast and take Eri to school later, that way she didn’t have to wake up so early to go with Aizawa.It was almost 7:30 AM and Eri was not up yet, which was weird because she usually woke up before her alarm. When he finished serving the natto for her, he decided to go to her room to find out what was wrong.

Hey Eri, are you up?’’ He questioned knocking on her door. ‘’It’s getting late, hurry up’’

‘’Can I stay home today?’’ She asked sitting on the bed, staring at the floor.

‘’Why? What’s wrong, are you sick?’ He answered going into the room and sitting beside her on the bed, she did look a bit pale and like she was in pain.

‘’Uhm, I …I think just got my period, and it hurts’’

Oh…. He wasn’t expecting that.

‘’Are you sure?’’

‘’Yeah’’

‘’Do you need anything?'' Of course, she did, no other females lived in the house and she almost certainly needed some supplies. ‘’I’m going to run to the store really quick and I’ll be back, don’t worry about the sheets or the clothes, take a bath and wait for me.’’

-------------- -------------------           -------------------- -------------  While on the store, he called Aizawa to let him know what was going on and then the agency to get the day off, that day he mostly had paperwork so it would not be much of an inconvenience. When he returned from the store Eri was still in the bathroom, he knocked on the door and left a bag full of every single brand of pads he found at the drugstore along with a bottle of painkillers and some chocolates, he then picked up the dirty sheets and clothes and put them in the washing machine and afterwards sat on the living room waiting for Eri.

She came out of the bathroom looking more awake and overall better, she sat on the couch next to him, resting her head on his left shoulder.

‘’Do you want some breakfast? Its probably cold now tho.’’

‘’Yeah’’

''What do you wanna do today?'' He asked while he was placing all the food on a tray so they could eat it while watching TV.

‘’Don’t you have work today?’’

‘’Nah, I’ll stay with you, do you wanna watch some Disney movies?’’

'‘Yes!’’ She responded happily.

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‘’ Hitoshi Onii?’’ ‘’Yeah?’’ ‘’You are the best brother ever.’’

[spacebunnywrites]

Pikachu, I Choose You

Pairing- DenkixGN!reader Contains: pure tooth-rotting fluff, mentions of past smut, its almost entirely fluff yall, some mild angst… but it gets fixed I promise! AN: Y’all This was too fucking cute to not write. We stan BNHA Pikachu in this house. Okay? Happy Endings Only Club Tags: @hisoknen​

Legs tangled together beneath black sheets, his arm draped loosely over your chest. It was always like this after you two finished. He demanded to snuggle you, making sure he hadn’t actually hurt you while you two were going at it. Softly rubbing at your hips to ease the discomfort from being folded literally in half. Kissing your neck tenderly as he tries to release any tension he might have caused. You always gave him a half-hour of this. You said it was for him, that he needed it. But truth was, you wanted it. You couldn’t help but preen under the attention he paid to your blissed-out body. The way he thumbed over any marks he left, leaving butterfly kisses in his wake. Whispering softly how much he liked spending time with you.

You were falling for Kaminari Denki. The man you swore would remain just a fuck buddy. He told you when this started he wasn’t a settle down type. That he had too many hoes to satisfy to just settle down. And in the beginning you were content with that. Happy even. But as the months went on you couldn’t help the feelings that grew. It wasn’t your fault that every time he sent you a dumb meme your heart fluttered. Every time a cringy Tik Tok was sent your way laughter bubbled out. The selfies he sent on Snapchat with animal filters and voice changes melted your resolve. You were royally fucked.

More so when you moved to leave the bed. Ready to gather your hopelessly strewn clothing and preform the walk of heart breaking shame. Only this time, a soft hand reached for your wrist. “Hey, uh… It’s getting pretty late.” It really wasn’t. You’ve walked home later than this. “Crash here tonight? Bed’s plenty big for both of us.” The usually cocky blonde you had fallen for looked sheepish. Almost scared. A look that you hated seeing on his face. Not to mention leaving after he asked you so kindly to stay would break your heart.

Which is how you ended up with the blond using your chest as a pillow. Sleeping nearly on top of you. The softest of snores leaving him, while you ran your fingers over his bare back. Neither of you had gotten dressed last night, a fact you become very aware of when there is a knocking on his bedroom door when the sun starts to filter in through the drawn curtains.

“Denki! You promised we would hang out today. I miss my Pikachu!” A femenine voice. Someone who obviously belonged more than you did, because she clearly had a key to the apartment. Before Denki could rouse entirely, you were pushing him off. Hissing at him to go hang out with his hoe while you got dressed. He didn’t understand why you were mad? It was just Mina. Not that you had ever met the pink haired girl. To you she was just some girl coming to fuck Denki. Hang out was the code word he used with you when he wanted a booty call.

How could he have been so brazen to ask you to spend the night. Especially when he knew he had a booty call lined up for the crack of dawn! The blond hopped into a pair of lounge pants, nearly falling on his face in the struggle to get to Mina. Meanwhile you calmly collected the haphazardly thrown pieces belonging to you, and put them on slowly. As you left the room belonging to Denki, you saw a strange scene. The pink haired girl had his head in her lap, and tears openly fell down his face. Muttering that he fucked up.

“Den- Kaminari… are you okay?” Your head tilted. You fought the urge to go console him. Obviously the booty call had him. But he choked out a broken sob and shook his head no. Motioning you over. You didn’t want to be anywhere near his next lay, but you wanted him. So you relented. Kneeling in front of him, pushing back blond hair.

“Its only you. I cut everyone else off weeks ago. It’s just you. I know you don’t like me at all… that I’m just a good lay for you. But… Fuck, I want you. I want to parade you around and let all my friends meet you. It’s why Mina came over. She wanted to meet my Cubchoo.” You melted at the nickname. Remembering the brutal cold you had that earned the nickname from him. He took care of you then, always handing a tissue when your nose ran. Or asking if your soup needed reheating. But he had to be lying… he had been only seeing you? For weeks.

“You idiot. Pikachu, I choose you. Every damn time I choose you. Denki, I’ve been in love with you for weeks.”