#When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades

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Yagi nearly flinched at that mention- an awkward half-smile crossing his face. Yeah,- he'd never been one for paperwork, not when it came to Hero business. Even at his agency, there were others under him who filed most of his reports.- But he had slowly been forced to take on more and more files and sortings, until it had become an every-day task, these past few months...

Being a teacher really was something else.

His smile fell, however, at the utterance of him 'trying harder'. That was what he'd done for so many years- but now, when all he could do was follow a doctor's instructions and hope it kept him alive...his old friend wanted him to do more. He exhaled softly. I'm not that strong, anymore.-- It was something he was slowly coming to grips with.

"...I can't." It sounded like an excuse- but it didn't ring any less true. What he had- what was left- was a delicate balance. He was trying to gain back some form of strength...what little remained...but he couldn't gain back some things. I can't be All Might anymore. The strain was too much. Even just looking like the old Hero for more than a second was enough to cause bloody coughing fits...

I can't be the Hero you want me to be, Nighteye.

"A soup doesn't need to have solids, but...if you're sure." He wouldn't push the issue. As much as Yagi wanted to help...he knew that (at least, personally) he would resist the aid of others if it was offered...and he had no doubt Nighteye would resist his.-- He sighed under his breath. The blond didn't have much he could do, and it seemed both of them were dancing the old subject. Maybe...it would just heal, on its own. Over time...those years apart might fade, but he worried.

Even his attempt at bringing it up had failed. It seemed Nighteye was rather intent on his personal life. Been there, he thought. When he'd been hospitalized- and for a long time after- he'd done everything he could to avoid anything down-putting. But the two would have to circle back to the original topic eventually.

"Well...they definitely joke a lot- though I don't think you'd care for their...style..." Toshinori rested his hand on his chin, thumb pressed slightly against his cheek, his fingers splayed out slightly along the other. "...they're scrappy, and can handle themself in a fight. The first night we met, they actually attacked some would-be robbers with a cookie tin..." He chuckled slightly at the memory.

"...they always seem to know how to make their coworkers smile, and I've seen them chatting with some of the ki--- students.-- Young Midoriya actually took a bit of a shining to them." He grinned. It was nice that his successor and his soulmate could get along. "Though they're really anxious when it comes to the general public..."

He wondered if it was okay to be saying that when Fin was on the same floor- but he doubted they wouldn't give him and Nighteye some privacy.

"I actually asked them to come with,...if you want to meet them." More to keep him company, though thinking about it...he probably shouldn't have invited them while he was speaking to Mirai. But, what was done was done.

#frogsonalotusleaf #Through many battles/I have been tested/I’ve never failed/Never have been bested || Toshinori Yagi #injury tw #medical tw #tag TBA | Mirai Sasaki. #long post #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #//good shit this got away from me- #Taking all my will just to run alone/Until I bring you home || Verse | Main #But I’m still on a mission/And I can’t let nobody stop me now || Thread Start

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Nineteen

Seeing the other being uncomfortable/wanting to leave somewhere.

"I'm sorry, I must borrow Quirkless Hero for some details about a mission!" - His excuse as All Might/pre-retirement.

He can't do as much as All Might, but he can do more than Fin.

Will drag attention to himself to get it off Fin so they can sneak away.

Mostly avoids Fin at social gatherings unless they really look out of it- he knows if he gets close, there'll be talk.

If it's just a general vibe, he's snagging Fin's hand and guiding them towards the door.

If it's a person, he's interjecting himself into the conversation- and ending it as fast as he can.

Most used excuse is 'we should check on Prism'.

Refuses to elaborate on if Prism is a pet or the two's child (Prism is Fin's cat).

Might say that he needs to look over some paperwork from the most recent Hero course exercises, if school is in session.

This man knows Fin doesn't do well in public anyway so he's keeping an eye out.

After their first televised interview (and seeing the aftermath) he did his best to help Fin not have to go to any others.

Will literally say 'no' in their place.

Once a month, when they have a really bad day, Yagi just outright says 'They're ill, I need to take them home' and leaves.

If it's just a general vibe, they're asking to go home early. They can see Yagi's uncomfortable and they are not about to have him stay any longer.

If it's a person, they're just deadpan glaring at the other party. Mate does not care if the other person notices.

"It's getting late, we should head home." or "Why don't you and I go somewhere private~?"

Doesn't care about making any other parties uncomfortable so long as they can get Yagi out of there.

Can't really do much pre-retirement without exposing Yagi so pre-retirement it's a lot more of them comforting Yagi after events.

Just sitting near/beside him and letting him detox.

Might kidnap a smoothie on the way home or make one when they get there.

Handing it over to Yagi like 'want a drink?'.

Draws a hot bath because they can and honestly easiest way to relieve stress.

Has no massage skills but they might try if Yagi lets them.

Stuff they both do for each other...

Putting on silly videos (funny reactions, cat vids, fails, all the things).

LoFi music (as a friend mentioned, 'LoFi always wins').

Comfort shows/movies. Just. Comfort shows/movies.

Low lights, not total darkness but not blinding either.

Gotta love when both parties just have times where they feel overwhelmed/uncomfy.

Will listen to the other ramble.

#Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #I’ve got nothing else to lose/I’ve got nothing else to prove || Headcanons #//another tired day #//only one left after this ^^ #//AND THEN WEEEEEEEEEEEE

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Eighteen

I wanted to do a bit of a mood/aesthetic board for the two? So- I gave it a shot. I am by no means good at this mess, but I had fun.

#Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #//not using the dr@wings tag b/c none of this was my @rt #//it was fun to throw together tho!

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Twelve

Type: Fluff Piece Timeline: Free-Floating Location: Yagi's Apartment

"Are you alright?..." Fin's question was met with a silent, exhausted nod as Yagi slowly nursed his tea. He barely blinked. He felt like absolute crap- his nose was stuffed, his ears felt thick, his eyes were puffy and burning, his throat was sore...and the urge to cough was so much stronger than usual. He had two extra blankets wrapped around him, instead of his usual one in the early hours- and his sky blue hues were dulled to nearly nothing amidst the blackened backdrop of his eyes.

He could barely see- so it was a bit of a surprise to suddenly feel a startlingly cold touch against his forehead. He blinked, trying to focus on the fuzzy outline of the form that had somehow come up beside him while he was drifting. Fin pulled their hand back- much to his internal chagrin- only to place it against Yagi's cheek.

"...you're burnin' up...jeez..." That same cool hand pulled away, and if he were less stubborn, he might've asked for its return. In his state, it felt like a balm on his skin- cool and soothing even as he sought out as much heat as he could manage. He sniffed. "...that's it. You're stayin' home today, love."

"I can't..." He began to rise, to speak against- only for Fin's hand to plant itself on his shoulder and push him back down. If he were All Might, he could easily overpower them- but One for All had long left him for Young Midoriya. All he could do was groan in disapproval, earning a small huff from his equally-small soulmate.

"You can, and you will." It felt like the roles had been flipped. Toshinori's head hung a little lower, one hand raising to rub at his burning eyes. "I'll call Nezu and let him know, and see about getting your class covered by one of the others."

"...I can go in...I'll be-" He blinked. Inhaled- there was a tickling blaze at the back of his nose, quickly growing stronger- Fin ducked out of the way as the retired Hero sneezed, only to pop back up a few moments later with a tissue. "...thank you...I'll be fine..."

"Yeah, you will.- Because you're gonna stay home." Damnit... Yagi rubbed at the bridge of his nose, wadding up his used tissue- only to feel it being plucked from his weakened grip, and hear the sound of a trash bin opening and closing- and then a bottle squirting. Soon enough, another clean tissue was pressed into his open hand. "If you go to work like this, the others might catch what you've got. So- for the sake of them- and me- can you stay home?"

His shoulders slumped forward. There was a lot that Yagi could easily fight against- but the moment that Fin turned it from keeping himself safe to keeping others safe...

"...yes." The blond exhaled- only for it to turn into a coughing fit. He raised the tissue to his mouth, coughing up a glob of blood and phlegm in equal measure. The action made his lungs ache- his throat burn- his head was slowly beginning to pound as he took another small sip of his tea. "...ugh..."

"...I'll make you some chicken noodle soup...you should head back to bed, Toshi." But the sun wasn't even up yet--- but one glance towards the brunet told him that he wouldn't be winning this fight. He nodded, weakly pushing himself up from the chair- pulling the blankets more fully around himself with one hand. Fin was already trailing towards the bedroom- opening the door for him and revealing the unmade sheets within. A few of Fin's plushies littered one side of the bed, and one of the lamps was still turned on...outside, there was nothing but darkness.

He lumbered towards the door, easily collapsing back onto the bed. It had grown cold while he was away- sending a shiver down his spine even as he pulled the covers away to hide back underneath them. He could hear Fin working away in the kitchen...but already, his thoughts were beginning to grow foggy. The bedroom was so dark...and his blankets were so warm.....he shivered again. The contrast between his captive warmth and the bed was nearly painful- ice compared to a toasty oven- but he knew the plush material would warm up soon enough.

The soft clank of a unit turning on filled his mind.

....warm...

...warmer....

"...heya, Nezu? Yeah, it's Fin.- All Might won't be comin' in today..." The other's voice drifted in his head, even as sleep clawed at his thoughts...before carrying him away into darkness.

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Fin silently set the bowl full of chicken noodle soup on the nightstand. Their movements were silent- but they could see the slight shifts under the covers, hinting towards an awareness of their presence. They smiled faintly- taking in a small breath. They leaned in- just barely avoiding an inch of sound as their lips brushed Yagi's forehead. It was still blazing, much like the rest of him.

They pulled away, only to be met with slightly-opened eyes.

"...mm...?" The male's barely-audible groan filtered into the air. Fin grinned.

"...sorry for waking you...love you, Toshi." They pressed a kiss to their fingers- and those fingers to the other's lips. "...your soup's ready, whenever you can eat...rest up." His eyes were drifting shut...Fin silently exited the room, sanitizing their hands. They hoped the sickness would pass fast, but even if it didn't...they'd take however many vacation days necessary to keep an eye on Yagi.

They picked up the empty can of ready-to-heat soup from the counter, turning the label over in their hand idly.

Yagi, for his part, was already halfway back into the realm of sleep. Some of his blankets were bunched up in his arms, his body naturally curling slightly around the mass of fluff.

Warm....

The last thing he saw was the steam rising from the still-hot soup as he drifted back into his dreams.

#Through the night/I face the fears for those who couldn’t fight || Writings #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #illness tw #sickness tw #//jus a lil thingy

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Eight

I'm...very exhausted. I did a lot of writing yesterday and today, so...a nice little bit of cuddling with the husband sounds absolutely stunning. I'm gonna--- go hide. I'll hopefully see you lot tomorrow.

#Colliding fists they’re/What’s gonna make you || Drawings #Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #//gotta love a slight case of burnout

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Seventeen

Borrowing clothes/swapping outfits/styles.

Even in his True Form, this man is too big.

He cannot fit his head through that tiny hole where Fin's neck goes someone please help he's stuck-

When he does give it a go, instead he goes to a tailor and gets one or two sets of clothes hand-made that resemble Fin's usual attire/style.

Proceeds to 'accidentally' leave them at Fin's until said clothes smell of strawberry cake and berries.

Wears said clothes on a casual date with Fin once.

When he does, Fin laughs and jokingly points out that the two dressed the same- and by God that smile will keep him going for months.

Said clothes sometimes end up just hanging in his closet for months on end, but when he misses Fin he'll just pull it out and sniff.

Absolutely didn't even try to fight it when Fin jokingly asked if he'd had the clothes custom-made, because stars it looked so similar to their casual wear.

He was a blushing, grinning mess as Fin turned beet red at his admission.

"You're crazy...!!!" But he could tell by their smile that they enjoyed.

Doesn't really wear the outfit often- it's one of the ones he's hesitant to wear at all for fear of wear & tear.

Cannot wear Yagi's clothes, by God they are too small.

Yagi's shirts? May as well be a wearable blanket.

Really doesn't stop Fin when they're home alone with him, though.

Steals his shirts to wear after bathing and just lounges around the house in them.

Outright refuses to wear his pants until Yagi asks if he can see what happens.

Said pants fell off right away.

"I knew you liked me, but I didn't think your pants would drop that fast."

Fin lunged at him, of course.

Cue a chase around the house with Yagi wheeze-laughing as Fin and their short legs tried to run him down.

Ended in the two cuddling on the bed after Fin managed to leap straight at him.

Doesn't wear Yagi's clothes in public but they do absolutely use his stuff as loungewear sometimes when he's home.

When he's away on a mission they're not apart of, they may sneak into his closet...

And fall asleep there.

Gremlin can sleep anywhere but their goddamn bed-

Dressed up as him for Halloween one year.

Yagi died of embarrassment seeing Fin walking around in a white t-shirt and army-green pants with a signature belt looped around their shoulder (when had they stolen it from his closet?!).

#Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #I’ve got nothing else to lose/I’ve got nothing else to prove || Headcanons #//short but sweet (and kinda funny) #//the size dif between the two is too big for them to actually swap clothes #//but ey they do what's fun XD #suggestive #//added that for the sake of one line

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Sixteen

Fin has been trying to explain to Yagi for about five minutes something funny they saw Prism do.

....all they've managed so far are wheezes and laughter.

Eh, they'll manage to explain eventually-

#Colliding fists they’re/What’s gonna make you || Drawings #Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #//when the planet explodes mayhaps #//also can y'tell I am so nervous to try to doodle more than just Yag1's head XD #//I feel semi-comfortable with his face and hair but anything below the neck I go 'oh shit' XD

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Fifteen

Type: Suggestive. Timeline: Post-summer camp arc. Location: Yagi and Fin's shared dorm at U. A..

Another short but sweet one.

It had been a quiet day..and an even quieter night. Yagi had finally been released fully from his bandages and his sling- a massive load off his shoulders. Hopefully, now, his colleagues and students wouldn't treat him as something like glass...but, admittedly, his strength was anything but formidable, now.

"...Fin....there's something I've been meaning to give you for a bit, now." He'd caught their attention. He could see them perking up slightly, confusion lacing those hazel hues he knew so well. He tried to school his expression- keeping it calm and collected as he pulled a piece of paper out of his suit jacket- sliding it cautiously across the small table.

He could just about see Fin's expression slowly changing, reading over the document he'd placed before their eyes. They glanced up- as if to ask if he was serious- receiving a faint nod to their unspoken question. Yagi pulled a pen from his pocket- and quietly placed it beside the document.

"...ar-e you...really sure?" Their voice was quiet, even as they reached for the pen.

"...of course I am." He hadn't just been saying things on I-Island, after all. "...this'll just make it legal." Instead of the two being married only in metaphors... The small scratching sounds of paper and pen filled the dorm room for a few moments- before Fin slid the paper back.

Finley Well.

He would have to wait for the ink to dry- but the sight brought a slightly-brighter smile to the blond's face.

"...I guess we should celebrate, then...after all, tonight's our wedding night." He stood from the table long enough to grab some cheese and a bottle of wine- popping the top off with a small grin. "And we can seal the deal later...~" His voice had dropped an octave, watching as Fin's face quickly started to go pink. Heh...they were so easy to fluster.

"That's for later, though. For now.." He poured them a glass, unable to wipe the smile off his face. "...let's just enjoy." And chat...but he knew the longer he waited, the more flustered Fin would get- all part of the plan... It was a purposeful touch of the shoulder, leaning just a little too close when the two finally got up to make soup- breathing so close to their ear, his voice lowering every now and again to keep the suspense up...

He couldn't help it.

After all, tonight would become their anniversary.

#Through the night/I face the fears for those who couldn’t fight || Writings #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #suggestive #//so tired hmng #//but this is p much how the two's 'wedding' went XD #//just signing a paper that Yagi'd turn in later and... #//maybe a few other activities #//one day I'll gather the courage to write an N.SFW piece of these two on my own #//for now...I am too nervous XD

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Fourteen

Type: Fluff Piece Timeline: Sometime during the Endeavor Agency Arc Location: Various

This is so short...

"Neither Yagi nor myself are women, so...who's getting the chocolate for Valentine's...?" Fin shook their head, even as they put down the required yen for a special box of chocolate-themed soft bars. "...eh...I'm the one who's anatomically a woman, so I guess it's me."

"Now then, I think I ordered some cake...where is it...?" They had to make sure it was just right... Should they get him some soup ingredients, too?- No. That...might be a bit shallow. Well. More than a bit. They wanted to get something specific to Yagi...but...what did one get a man who claimed he didn't want anything?

That was when they spotted a box of lavender tea...and quietly reached for it.

Meanwhile...

"...and that should be the last of it.." Valentine's was nowhere near as big a celebration in Japan, and the customs were definitely different..but he'd spent enough time in America to guess Fin's expectations.

He couldn't do too much with his injury, but he'd decorated the joint dorm with a few heart-shaped decorations, and bought one of Fin's favorite candles...one of their favorite movies was resting on the couch, just waiting for a chance to play.

Now all that was left...was waiting. Toshinori's foot tapped against the floor a few times, trying to sort out what he could do as the time slowly ticked by. He reached for his phone, only to pause- a small idea forming in his head...but he wouldn't be able to use it until after all the festivities.

Well, that hardly mattered...

#Through the night/I face the fears for those who couldn’t fight || Writings #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #//like I said it is SHORT #//but was fun to tiptap

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Thirteen

Burnout, exhaustion, so on and so forth.

He has gotten so used to pushing past his limit.

Honestly, if it weren't for the forced time limit from his fight with AFO, he probably would've kept it up.

But by that time his private life (what little was left) had fallen totally apart.

Beating AFO/being injured by him actually gave Toshinori some of his life back, if that makes sense.

Still struggles with feelings of being burnt out/overused on the regular.

Will go home and disassociate for hours.

He doesn't even realize- he'll just sit down on his couch and stare.

When he starts training Midoriya, this starts to fade.

He starts actually living while at home again.

Thanks to his Hero work he didn't exactly have a lot to do at his place, so his apartment (and 'All Might's home') is spotless.

No posters, but there are some drag marks on the wall from years of leaning against it when he came home.

Then he joins U. A. and meets Fin and everything.

Just starts living more and more.

Not for work, but for himself.

Literally revives this man from an early (by his standards) grave.

If it weren't for Midoriya and going to U. A. he probably would be nothing but a literal husk still.

When exhaustion and burnout do hit he tries to power through, but it's getting harder as he gets older.

Exhaustion is so much easier to deal with than burnout.

His coworkers (and his soulmate) sometimes force him to take a day or two of personal leave.

This man's energy is random, these days. One day he'll feel like he could run a marathon, the next...cannot get up from bed.

Big case of 'gifted kid burnout' after they graduated HS/their brother was finally arrested.

Forgot what it meant to really 'live' after they were transferred to Japan.

Felt like they lost all agency in their life, what little they'd managed to get.

Just fell into a near-blind state of working.

If it weren't for the cat they adopted (Prism) when they moved, they might've lost it entirely.

Will actively work even if they feel like absolute shit.

Has shown up to work while horribly ill multiple times (only to be sent home).

The last (and final) straw for Thirteen was one of Fin's two fainting incidents- when they fainted in the bathrooms just outside one of the sites, Thirteen had them sent home (driven by one of the few coworkers who learned where they lived).

Often doesn't have the energy for their side-projects, it's not hard to tell they have abandoned projects because the sketchbooks/journals hidden under their blankets are stuffed with ideas.

Always leaves work exhausted.

Often takes on the work of their colleagues when said coworkers are tired/under the weather.

Doesn't realize how work-centric their life has become until they start talking to the kids/meet Yagi.

As time goes on life starts to feel--- more colorful??? More like living.

Confuses them so much but they just go with it.

Takes a while for them to realize that they have the energy to do things again- instead of just sliding through the motions.

How they managed to act so peppy at work while feeling empty is beyond them.

Has what they like to call 'shut downs' and 'lock ins' when they get too stressed/expend too much energy (more than they have).

Shut Downs - It feels like their brain just- shuts down. No thoughts, they just stare blankly. Don't move if prompted. Don't react. Might cry if someone makes them laugh. Quiet mumbles at best, any noise/interaction/etc. feels like knives in their head. They feel emotions a lot more intensely during a Shut Down, and can more easily be provoked to a facial reaction- but that's about it.

Lock Ins - Their mind is still going just fine, usually happens right after a Shut Down. Their body stops responding to any and all external stimuli. Can't move. Can't speak. They might get stuck making a repetitive motion or uttering the same phrase over and over until it becomes gibberish (not to be confused with one of their panic attack symptoms). All the while, their brain is fully functioning and aware- they can think, but it's like they can't get their mind to force their body to move or act. They're trapped in their own head until a Lock In breaks on its own. Similar to a Shut Down in that any amount of stimuli outside of the smallest thing feels absolutely horrible.

If they push their mental energy beyond a certain limit, Fin will enter into a Shut Down- followed by a Lock In. They cannot control this, and often will retract/hide from others if they can, when it begins.

If both are exhausted/burnt out...

They don't really do much, honestly.

Might lounge in bed, brushing each other's hair.

At best there might be LoFi music playing at Fin's request.

Might sit and watch the view outside the window together.

Literally just-- nothin'.

They're chillin', let them be.

Comfortable silence if there is no music/LoFi.

#Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #I’ve got nothing else to lose/I’ve got nothing else to prove || Headcanons #//am I tired? Yes #//but is nice to get this out

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Ten

Honestly, I was just joking with a few friends and one of them suggested making a bowlings headcanons post. So-- why not?

He used to bowl more before his injury.

Prior to his injury, his games usually scored in the 170s-190s- so a bit above average.

While he does still bowl (very rare) after his injury, it's only on really good days that he actually does.

His average game score post-injury is anywhere from the low 90s to high 160s.

This is due in part to his injury causing imbalance, and while he's used to the general pain from it, movements done to bowl have a tendency to exacerbate it.

If he plans to bowl- like with coworkers or something- he'll take pain medication before leaving his apartment.

He does eat and whatnot during games. It's a nice break between games.

He usually pays by game, not by hour. That way, he doesn't feel rushed.

Yagi used to pay by hour, and see just how many games he could get in/how fast he could go, in his younger days.

He never paid to get the bowling alley song changed.

Definitely used to have 'drinks are on me!' vibes.

He still does- he just doesn't partake and he's more silent as he pays for the bill. No one notices he's paid until he's already gone to head out for the night, but the tab's settled on his card so no one else has to deal with it.

Uses a 16lb custom bowling ball.

They played it almost religiously when they lived in the US- once every week at the least.

Always scores from the high 90s to the low 120s.

Almost never bowls because when they go the bowling alley's fully loaded out, and social anxiety's a bitch.

Always has a Red Bull and an Airhead if they can, during games.

Loves to take breaks about 2/3 games in and just nom some food while they recover from the first few games.

Doesn't really employ smacktalk? They don't like talking down to their friends/those they're playing with.

Way more likely to point out how many pins are left.

'And where was your mind at?' every time someone gets a gutter ball.

Likely to make it a race during payment to see who can get their wallet out faster.

They only really bowl on very rare occasions/when they need to de-stress, these days.

Uses a 10lb bowling alley ball because they refuse to try to purchase a custom bowling ball. Too nervous about breaking something that costs ~30000¥.

As they get more out of their shell over the course of MHA, they slowly begin to bowl more often.

And very little to state about YagiFin that hasn't been mentioned in private conversations, but...

Fin once made the deal that if Yagi could get a strike, they'd give him a kiss.

Yagi proceeded to get a strike on every frame the rest of the game.

So of course, the two made out- but when it started to feel a bit too heated for the two, they abruptly stopped (with a silent/embarrassed promise to one another to continue Yagi's reward in a more private location).

Yagi once reserved an entire bowling alley for Fin and himself.

Fin still hasn't gotten over it and goes beet-red/can't stop grinning any time someone brings it up.

The two do a lot of 'throw the ball and turn to talk to one another before the ball hits the pins (if it does)' while bowling together.

Fin has a tendency to pay to change the song playing over the bowling alley to romance when they bowl with Yagi (and towards parties if they bowl with coworkers/friends alongside Yagi).

#Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #I’ve got nothing else to lose/I’ve got nothing else to prove || Headcanons #suggestive #suggestive tw #//only on one bullet point but still #//moooovin' on

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Nine

Type: Fluff Piece Timeline: Free-Floating Location: Fin's Apartment

Fin hummed as the song played through their earbuds, drowning out all else. Rain pattered outside, but they couldn't hear it. All they could hear was the echoing voice of the singer. They were laid out on the floor- head tilted slightly to look at Prism. They could only imagine cat ears atop their own head, perked as far as they could be while they reached out to offer Prism a hand.

"So cute..." They murmured. Prism sniffed their fingers for a few moments- before slowly pushing her head forward, allowing them to pet her. They couldn't resist a soft smile at the tabby's behavior. Fin couldn't even hear their own voice- they could barely feel the echo in their throat under the thrumming of the beat. But- that was how they liked it. Incapable of hearing anything but that which they chose....

They sat upright when their phone suddenly went off- a small 'A TEXT MESSAGE IS HERE!' erupting in their ears.

[Tree Man 🌲] [Do you want me to pick up anything for dinner?]

They went pale. Fin jumped to their feet, phone forgotten as they dashed to the kitchen- only to discover the bubbling pan of black sludge (how had it become sludge?!) on the stove. It wasn't belching black fumes- how was anyone's guess- but it was definitely not a steaming pot of soup. They flinched.

[Self] [Uh...yeah. ≧ ﹏ ≦]

They sent it off, before turning off the unit. What the hell were they supposed to do with this...?! They pulled the pan off of the unit. Fin winced as the metal smacked against the countertop. Some of the 'soup' (could it even be called that) bounced and jiggled with the movement- but more in a manner resembling pudding than actual soup.

[Tree Man 🌲] [....did you burn something again?]

Now that... Fin didn't want to answer. But they'd already given it away in how they texted, so what was the point?

[Self] [....yes. I was going to make you some soup for when you got here....]

They took a photo of the mess and sent it.

[Self] [....but uh....I'd rather not feed you literal poison. ＞︿＜I was gonna make it,...n' I spaced...]

[Tree Man 🌲] [Don't worry about it. However, I think that pan's done for...how do you feel about the vending machine outside your apartment building?]

Fin nearly sank to the floor. They exhaled, a sheepish smile on their face even as they fired off one final text- before moving to try to deal with the toxic disaster they'd accidentally created.

[Self] [I'd love that...just let me know when you're here. Dinner's on me, pretty man.]

Maybe it could be used in interrogations of villains....the thought made them chuckle silently.

[]

"...yeesh..." He'd be lying if he said that pan didn't look...questionable. He'd already bought a small container of milk chocolate as a surprise for Fin, and had been wondering about taking them to dinner at some point later that week...but the pot of what may have once been food accelerated those plans.

He made his way through the crowds, easily heading for Fin's place. He had the route between his apartment and their's memorized, each step sliding by almost unnoticed. His eyes flicked over the vending machine as he passed it by- one in a long row of them, each with differing options. Yagi exhaled as he took to the stairs- climbing five long floors before finally arriving at Fin's.

He stepped up to the door- ready to rap his knuckles against the wood when the door suddenly opened. He blinked- looking down at the disheveled mess below him.

"....you look like shit, Fin." It was a valid statement- one that had Fin chuckling as they shrugged their shoulders. There were bits and pieces of black gunk on their shirt, and their hair was far more wild than while they were at work- their clothes were dotted with water spots, and they held the offending pan- now somewhat emptied of black sludge- in one hand.

Yeah, they looked pretty bad.

"I noticed, love." They waved their free hand. "Don't worry, I ain't gonna try t' hug ya or anythin', not lookin' like this." They pulled away from the door, allowing Yagi to step inside. "I'll put on a change of clothes...I don't think th' pan's salvageable, so I was aboutta go chuck it in the community trash."

"...why were you trying to make soup in a pan, to begin with?..." Yagi could tell he'd hit something when Fin went stock-still for a few moments, before glancing down to the destroyed kitchen utensil. "...nevermind." He reached- easily managing to snag the pan from Fin's hands. The inside was full of a charred mass- which seemed to have adhered itself to the metallic surface. There were noticeable scrapes along the edges of the pan (presumably, from Fin trying to use a sponge on a nonstick surface).

"...maybe...let me help next time, Hazelnut." He felt sorry for the pan. "How often did you use this pan?..."

"Uh...this was one of my first tries at it, actually." Oh God. He glanced down to the pan, then to his small soulmate.

Note to self: keep an eye on them if they ever tried to cook at his place. Otherwise, he might have to replace what little cookware he owned...!

Though, it might be fun to teach them how to cook without obliterating any unfortunate pan or pot they came across... He wondered for a brief moment if their real Quirk was the destruction of kitchen supplies.

"I'll...go get changed." They pointed towards their closet, before quietly scampering towards it and kidnapping a few clothes...and then moving to hide in the bathroom. Yagi sighed, shaking his head.

While the thought that Fin wanted to surprise him warmed his heart...

He really didn't feel like being poisoned, today.

#Through the night/I face the fears for those who couldn’t fight || Writings #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #//that moment when the SO cannot cook to save their damn life-

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Twenty Day Challenge - Day Seven

Oh, we're just gonna talk about eating habits. This's...this's gonna be a mess.

As mentioned in the past- soft bars. So. Many. Soft bars. This man's desk, his office, his home- everything is overflowing with soft bars from every brand he could get his hands on.

His favorite is Nutrigrain but it's more difficult to eat those so he's on the fence with them. Saves them for special occasions.

When he cooks for himself, it's always (or almost always) some type of soup. Very rarely, it'll be a soft food.

Absolute Smoothie King™ fan. Has a membership and everything- drops by just about every other day for a drink, and it lasts him four to six hours (it's a thirty-two ounce every time- takes small sips every few minutes).

His favorite soup is probably a lightly spicy egg drop soup.

He almost never invites others to eat with him simply because he either: takes super long to finish the same serving size, or has a very small (think 'child's size' if not smaller) serving size.

It's actually very rare for restaurants in Japan to let people take food home,- too many worries about improper storage and the like- so Yagi almost always gets a small serving when he has to eat with others.

When he could eat whatever, he wasn't a picky eater- he'd spent enough time on his own to just accept any food he could get his hands on.

It internally hurts him to admit he can't have anywhere near as much food, anymore.

Has to be so careful what he eats/how much he eats or else he will be in agony until it finishes passing through his system.

Has a soda every once in a great while, even though it hurts a bit. He just-- misses the feel/taste...of the soda, not the pain.

The fucking pickiest eater- they're a very texture-sensitive person.

To them, all fruit tastes 'like biting into a mass of cobwebs' so they're also a big fan of Smoothie King- smoothies erase the cursed 'cobweb' texture.

There are some foods where the texture-reaction is so severe Fin refuses to eat it no matter what (example: apples- the texture of those make Fin insanely nauseas every time).

They're not in America, so there's not really a lot of 'kid's menus' (hardly any restaurants have them, most of those are in Tokyo where foreigners majorly visit).- But they eat a bit under a kid's serving per meal, usually.

They feel awkward not tipping, but it's seen as rude in Japan, so...they don't.

Favorite meal is a grilled cheese with fries and chocolate milk. It's a bit of a comfort meal from their childhood- and very painful to come by, since dairy products are more expensive there.

Doesn't invite others to eat out with them often because they get nervous/afraid of being told 'no'.

Downs Red Bull like it's water.

Their favorite soup is tonkotsu ramen with half an avocado.

Mostly makes microwaveable/oven-ready meals because they burn nearly everything they try to cook (including their favorite meal).

The few exceptions to this are: tuna melts, boiled eggs, and cheese quesadillas.

Gets easily distracted.

"I remember how long these went in for," annnnd forgets. Two seconds later.

As for both of them...

Mostly have soup together, in the winter/when the two have a lot of time or want to do an all-night marathon, they'll make a yosenabe- or a freestyle hot pot.

Fin carries a few extra soft bars on hand just in case Yagi drops by/forgets his own snacks.

Yagi (every now and again) will cook some dish with extra cheese because he knows if it has cheese, Fin's highly likely to love it.

Fin gets lessons from Yagi every now and again for certain meals/how to keep them from burning.

Has to keep an eye on Fin or else they'll forget they were cooking anything.

Probably the silliest meal he ever got was going to Fin's apartment to see a black sludge in a pot, and Fin handing him a cup of instant ramen with the quietest '...sorry'. He helped them clean up the mess while he ate his ramen.

The two love showing each other strange eateries??? Like- anything weird. Yes, that includes the toilet-restaurant. Went in...once. Fin got incredibly nauseas (they couldn't stop picturing the actual thing clear in their head), they never went again- but the two do laugh about the experience every now and again.

They dropped by KFC about two weeks after Christmas, for the pure sake of it.

When Yagi found out Fin loved mac n' cheese?..he made them a pot of it. Fin has begged him multiple times to teach them the recipe-- but each time, they somehow destroy it.

#Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #I’ve got nothing else to lose/I’ve got nothing else to prove || Headcanons #vomit tw #//it's implied once or twice due to taste but still #nausea tw

[truly-quirkless]

Twenty Day Challenge - Day Six

As mentioned in the tags of yesterday's...headcanons about Yagi and Fin's sleeping rituals and the like.

Light sleeper, no doubt.

Sleeps on a mattress meant for heteromorphs due to his height.

His sleeping schedule is shot to utter shit because he's been called in at all hours in the past. He can- and has- passed out between classes because he accidentally stayed up the entire previous night working on grading papers.

Hilariously though...takes forever to fall asleep when he's in his bed.

Sleeps on his right side when he's not on his back (sleeping on his right side is more common).

Two blankets. Never any more than that. He used to sleep under about four, but thanks to his injury, going much higher than one feels a bit...weird- and higher than two is painful. So- two blankets it is!

Doesn't really have any leftovers from his birth parents, but every now and again he'll see certain stuffed animals in shop windows and...just...pause.

His bedroom is about as barren as the rest of his apartment, since he doesn't spend a ton of money on it.

His dreams consist mostly of old fights and standing, speaking before flashing lights.

Heavy sleeper- like- could set a bomb off next to their ear and they'd still be asleep.

However, whisper near them and they'll be awake in a nanosecond- so if you're gonna make noise, go big or go home.

Takes ages to fall asleep (listens to ambience vids/reddit stories).

Sleeps curled into a ball, whether on the right or left side...depends on how they feel.

Shifts a fucking ton in their sleep.

Sleeping schedule is just about as thick as concrete- asleep by 8PM, awake by 4AM, at the latest.

They don't even have a bed, their entire bedroom is just a mass of blankets they've collected over the years, all on the floor (several of which cover said floor).

Has several stuffed animals and posters of things they like all over the walls, unlike the rest of their apartment (which barely looks lived in).

Their dreams mostly consist of running from unknown creatures and fighting for their life.

And, when they're together...

He doesn't know how, Yagi just falls asleep far faster when Fin's around.

One time, Yagi fell asleep in Fin's lap- he woke up when they started carrying him to the bedroom, but they didn't stop.

The first few minutes when Fin's asleep, Yagi's generally still awake because they shift a lot in that time.

Both of them take melatonin on particularly rough nights.

Yagi's generally the big spoon, and Fin the little spoon.

The two have woken up in some-- strange positions due to Fin's tendency to move in their sleep.

Fin's fallen asleep on Yagi's arm a few times- and apologized profusely every time.

Both have far more gentle dreams in each other's presence.

#Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #I’ve got nothing else to lose/I’ve got nothing else to prove || Headcanons

[truly-quirkless]

Twenty Day Challenge 2024 - Day Five

There are two options for this...either Yagi has to hold Fin, or Fin's gotta find something to stand on. Or both, in reverse order.

#Colliding fists they’re/What’s gonna make you || Drawings #Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #//honestly this just fuels the fire to me wanting to try my hand at doodling the two cuddling again #//but stars it was such a dumpster-fire last time... #//hnggggg #//maybe tomorrow will be nighttime/sleeping hcs I honestly do not know #//I wasn't gonna initially post this but then #//I ended up doing the shading before I went to work this morning and it looked--- nice???? #//so yeah

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Twenty Day Challenge 2024 - Day Four

Type: Fluff Piece Timeline: Post-Sports Festival/Evan's Attempt/Pre-Summer Camp Location: Yagi's Apartment

WARNINGS: Depiction of a panic attack.

"Stop...stop..." They couldn't hold it back- not forever. They could feel the tidal wave approaching their mind, hands slowly rising to grip at their hair. They could feel the pressure along their skull, skin refusing to give way from so minimal a tug.

I'm going to die---

"Stop,---please,--" It was sprinting. Darkness--- they could feel their breathing increasing, growing from normal to panicked, short gasps for air. They couldn't breathe. They were suffocating. "---stop,--" A hand raised from their head. They brought it down, feeling their own knuckles slam against their skin. "--stop, stop stop stop...!"

I don't want to---

The strikes to their head increased. The pain was starting to register as a low-level buzz. But even so- they couldn't sense it. Couldn't react to it. All they could see in their mind's eye was an infinite abyss. A yawning, stretching void. The nothingness---

"Stop--stop," They didn't want to. They didn't want to. All they could think was to beg. Beg for the thought to end. For the panic to fade. Salty tears began to fall. They weren't aware of their bedsheets dampening as they curled into a tight ball. Anything- anything to be. "Please,- please I'm sorry!" Couldn't---- get----

Please---

STOP--

The emptiness. The nothing. Just beyond their reach- waiting--- they were going to go to it- one d---- STOP PLEASE---

The buzz was a dull ache, now.

Please--- please please pleasepleasepleasepleasestop--stop- stop stopstopstoppleasestopstoppleaseplease---

[]

He'd been feeding Prism when he heard their voice. Fin's cat perked up, her ears swiveling as Yagi stood frozen for a moment. He'd spent too long in the Hero gig to not recognize the specific tone their voice had taken. He all but dropped Prism's kitty food, just barely remembering to put it down to not break the bowl as he took off for his bedroom.

"Fin...?" No sudden movements. No unpredictability. He didn't want to risk sending them deeper into the hellhole they seemed to be engulfed in.

"pleasepleasepleasepleaseI'msorryplease--I'msorryI'msorry--stop--stopstopstoppleasestop," Their hands were curled into fists, one holding their hair while the other rapped lightly against their skull. He could see the light reflecting off tracks of tears on their cheeks, see the definition of their body under the blankets, curled into a tight ball.

"...Fin...you can get through this." He moved to rest on the bed, careful to go slow. Fin's murmuring had broken up, fracturing into bits and pieces as their words became little more than a jumbled mess. "..just tell me what you need." He kept his tone even, his eyes flickering over their body. Their speech had totally disintegrated. What had been unknown pleadings to someone for it to 'stop' had disappeared, their knuckles pressing against their own skull- but no longer hitting it. "You're doing g-"

Fin's hand shot out from under the covers, grabbing Yagi's wrist with far more force than he was accustomed to. Even so, their grip softened not a moment later- their hand sliding up his arm as they snuck out from under the covers.

Yagi's blanket fell off, pulling their hair into a wilder format as they pulled his arm towards them. Their mouth opened- just barely, lips almost pressing together again. Yagi shifted cautiously, turning to more fully face the brunet as the last of his blanket pooled behind them. He could feel his heart picking up its pace in his chest. Are you okay?

"...to-uch..." Their voice was barely a whisper. It was nearly a choked gasp, like they were being strangled. They pulled his arm closer, fingers ghosting over his skin- only to press down. It was like they were worried their hand would sink into him.

"...is it okay if I?...." He received no response. Fin shuffled until their body was pressed against Yagi's. He could feel their breath, quick and rapid. He took in a small one of his own. They were still breathing so rapidly... "....can you breathe with me, Fin?..." They looked up. He met those eyes he knew so well, seeing the overwhelming fear burning in them. He made a show of slowly opening his mouth, forcing an audible inhale. "...in..." It quickly made his single lung ache- but he didn't stop. "...hold..."

They were still breathing so fast. Their hand tapped his chest- then his shoulder. It hooked there, the other squeezing their hair.

"...out...."

They stared at Yagi. Real. Real. Real--- not fake. Real. They clutched at his shoulder- their hand trailing down the length of his arm once more. They let go of their hair. The dull throb of pain in their skull registered somewhere in the back of their thoughts.

Real...

Focus on that.---

His skin was warm...they could feel the musculature underneath. Their touch drifted to his fingers, feeling the elongated digits one-by-one.

"....in...." Breathe in.... His palm felt like grit. The food he gave Prism. Prism. Real.--- "....hold...."

Their breathing was beginning to calm. Yagi could feel their hand wandering along his skin- pressing in at random points. They clutched at his fingers, their smaller digits squeezing for a moment.

"...out..." Yagi let out his breath. Fin was no longer panting for air. An amount of clarity had returned to their eyes, and their touch dropped- falling onto their own leg. They leaned their head against his arm. Beams of moonlight drifted from Yagi's window, reflecting softly off Fin's hair. "...good..." He rested his arm on their opposing shoulder, drawing them close to himself with a small sigh. "....you're safe, Fin..."

He felt their hand move against his leg, resting in a strange position. It only took a quick glance to see the small shape they'd formed with it- ASL. I love you.

"....I love you, too..." He murmured. "...and I promise...I'll keep you safe." Even against their nightmares...he'd do his best.

"...thank you..." Yagi raised a thumb, wiping it slowly under one of Fin's eyes...and then the other.

"...of course, love..." He raised his other arm, fully hugging his small soulmate to his chest. "...you can rest...I've got you." And if they started to lose themself again...he'd be right there, to help guide them back.

#Through the night/I face the fears for those who couldn’t fight || Writings #When you’re close to breakin’/Let me be your haven tonight || Cracked Facades #Taking all my will just to run alone/Until I bring you home || Verse | Main #//I nearly added an extra segment where F1n asked if Yag1 hated them #//but am too tired to try to write that today #//plus honestly Tosh1 needs a damn break- #//having to put up with my sh!t as I toss F1n at him #Together we run/Til we see the morning light || Queue #Writer's Yearly Challenge || 2024 #Panic attack tw