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queenendless · 1 month
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COMFY BIRDY
A/n: OVER A MONTH WITH NO FICS ON HERE! MY BAD!
Neurotic, ADHD, depression, finishing other shows, writing other stuff on my other platforms, writers block, etc.
Imma still working on new stuff at snail's place though so there's still hope!
Now period stuff helps even when it's hell.
AU Keigo Takami/Hawks x Fem Adult Reader, already established relationship, period stuff kinda, implied mature stuff.
*PLEASE DON'T REPOST PLAGARIZE STEAL COPY MODIFY AND/OR TRANSLATE MY FANFIC WORK. RATHER REBLOG LIKE COMMENT AND FOLLOW PLS N THNX U.
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A rare day for you to be out.
You wanted some fresh air.
That and you were out on a mission.
Drooping into the nearby merch store, your emotionally hormonal self searched for something in particular.
You needed something soft to squeeze on.
In the grand shop, multiple rows of displays featured merch from all walks of media surrounded you.
You spotted your target area in the far back.
Tsums, round pillows, and varying sized plushies.
From the students to even the villains.
Yet as you skimmed through the pro hero plushies, your eyes stopped on the one you wanted.
The one you wished was here in the flesh.
Because right now, you missed your precious birdie.
You were surprised you were unbothered as you sat down on the plush bench seating, lost in murky aching thoughts.
You felt warmth and the mixed scent of the wind and AXE body spray enveloping you from above.
“Eyo. I got your texts.”
Incognito with a hoodie, worn torn jeans and sneakers on, only those familiar folded red wings was the telltale sign aside from that voice.
“Needed my Kei. Plushie form was the backup plan.”
“You're on your period now, right? You shouldn't be pushing yourself too much. You should be relaxing back home and let me pick this up for you on my way back from work.”
The moment you started sniffling and whimpering he stiffened in worry and immediately embraced you. “Hey, what's wrong?”
“I'm a neurotic, emotionally depressed mess, Kei, that's what's wrong!” You weeped in his scarred neck.
He gently rubbed your trembling back and massaged your pulsing scalp, shushing you. “Angel, you're perfect, messy or otherwise.”
“No, I'm not!” You mewled.
“You are to me.”
He jumped as your legs kicked up to rest over his thighs, his chibi pressed between your bellies, as you mewled. “I missed you so much!”
He teared up at that, nuzzling his face into the side of your face showing. “I missed ya too. So, ya want me to buy ya little ol me then?”
You nodded, sniffling, “Yes.”
He pecked your red wet cheek. “How's about some warm chicken soup for dinner?”
You whined. “Ice cream too.”
“M'kay. Anything else?”
“Cuddles, kisses, and binge anime together for the rest of the day.” Your pouting self looked up to him.
“For you, kid, your word is my command~”
The transition from there to your safe haven gets fuzzy because you're as drained as you are affectionately snuggling into your partner's chest as he easily carried you and his plush the rest of the way.
In your shared humble abode, watching him strip out of his clothes was always such a tantalizing turn on for you, leaving him in just his slim boxers. Spotting his scars from his cheek to his neck to even his very back. Everything about him was too mesmerizing not to look away, especially in your current bodily state.
“The scars … the shorter cut hair … even your new twin red steel swords … is it weird I find you hotter now?” You cooed.
Red tinted from his cheeks to his ears as Kei bashfully rubbed the back of his neck. “Can you say the same for my back scars?”
He trembled as his skin grew warmer at how gentle your fingers brushed the entire bank of his flexing muscles as well as your kisses turning feverish at how much endearing attention you gave the marked planes.
“You're perfect, scars or otherwise.” You smirked against his flexing strong back.
His wings fluttered out as he swerved around, hugging you before pulling in something with one hand, chortling a bit, hanging his chibi twin right in your face. “You do have good taste, after all.” Amiss empty bowls of soup and ice cream tubs, he laid you against him, the plushie nestled in between you two like your own baby birdie.
“Kei?”
“Yeah?”
“Can we have our own bird babies?”
He was quite taken back by your words. But, that initial surprise was taken over by smitten devotion. “Sure, when you get better. For now, though,” His wing draped over you to bring more warmth to you and your belly he caressed. “Let's get you through this first.”
“Mother nature, you cruel temptress.” You grumbled.
Keigo Takami kisses you passionately to quell your hormonal desires for as long as this monthly ritual lasts. “A world where a hero like me has too much time on my hands is one where I can start a family with you, the most breathtaking being I've ever known, so I'm willing to wait a little longer.”
“Hmm …” His lovestruck eyes and charming smile made you kiss all over his now warm filled laughing face. “Same.”
Plush Hawks stayed smiling resting between your wombs as you and Keigo Takami, your mate, stayed bundled together, the TV left running on and the couch being your makeshift bed for the night.
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yan-li · 2 years
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So,I wanted to do a izuku.
I'm just coming back? I hope things go better, I definitely don't like my bosses but I like my job e_e
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talimlbcnart · 2 years
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"It don' bite" Deku, probably.
I forgot to post this here 😅
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confusedblakex · 1 year
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BNHA Soulmate AU: Choose your own ending
Endings: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Shoto Todoroki, Eijiro Kirishima
Summary: Tommorow is your 16th birthday - the day you get the mark of your soulmate
Wordcount: 465
Warnings: None
Requested by: No one
Inspired by: This post by @dashielldeveron and this post by @haitani-trash
Notes: Reader's quirk hasn't been decided yet, please drop suggestions in the comments and I'll pick the one I think works the best
Last edited: 06th April 2023
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A person’s 16th birthday was always a big thing. In a world where superpowers are the norm and soulmates are a scientifically proven fact, the two most important times in a person’s life is when they receive their quirk and when they receive their soulmate.
Soulmates can be found through anything from sharing their pain to having their name explicitly written on your wrist. Though only about 50% of the world ever find their soulmate, and all pairings are different.
It had always been something you’d secretly dreamed of, zoning out in bed at night or a class you hated just to wonder what it would be like. Though it was a silly daydream to you, you also knew that just about everyone had also thought of similar things at least once in their life.
You looked around your classroom and at the people in it. You were one of the youngest of the class, so almost everyone had already gotten their soulmark and a few had even found their soulmate. You looked to Toru Hagakure and Mashirao Ojiro, the first of the class to find that they were soulmates.
You looked around to the other people in the class as you zoned out. Many of them had unnoticeable soulmarks or even ones they covered up. There was Katsuki Bakugo - one of the oldest of the class - with a handprint across his face that he was definitely insecure about. It fit his personality, though; after all, who wouldn’t want to slap him across the face?
Then the exact opposite was Shoto Todoroki, one of the younger of the class and so only got his recently, but whatever it was he kept it well hidden. He wasn’t the talkative type though, so even if you asked, you weren’t likely to get anything out of him.
Izuku Midoriya was pretty much his only friend, and Midoriya himself didn’t seem to know what his soulmark was, but after a long ramble had come to the conclusion that his soulmate wasn’t 16 yet. It wasn’t uncommon, some soulmarks didn’t show until both soulmates had turned 16, but there was definitely part of himself that thought he didn’t have a soulmate.
You looked back to Bakugo who was with Eijiro Kirishima, the boy who had mentioned on multiple occasions how he could only see the colour red. He supposedly would be able to see all colour once he locks eyes with his soulmate, a cute but simple one.
You wondered what yours would be, or if you’d ever find your soulmate. As one of the youngest of the class, it would be your 16th birthday tomorrow though, so you’d soon find out.
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Lying in bed that night, your mind raced. 
Who do you choose?
Izuku Midoriya
Katsuki Bakugo
Shoto Todoroki
Eijiro Kirishima
(More routes may be added later)
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raccoon-necromant · 5 months
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The guys are already pro-heroes, gathered at the reunion.
Bk: - Your costumes are shit, of course. Wherever you've been in them.
Dk: - Kacchan, that's rude. At least remember where you were to the reunion.
Bk: - I were inside you to the reu-
Dk, closed his mouth: - Shut up!
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katcolors · 2 years
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My art for getting 2,000 on twitter!
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chaotic-bun · 1 year
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catzawa is my spirit animal 🐈‍⬛
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losthibiscus13 · 5 months
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Adding some of the sketch work I’ve been working on! I’m so determined to make a fan comic with my oc! It’s a lot of work but I’ll do my best! 😤
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lady-draws · 2 months
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It’s been so long and I’m so bad at captions so let’s roll the tape and get into the lore.
—Mizukiri is pretty bad at friendships or relationships or connections to people in general, she has struggled with it and frankly grew not to care about trying to forge relationships, so in a way she doesn’t care when things like that fail because her mind was never truly into it. She expresses herself more in actions than in words and finds that doing stuff is easier to show she finds a person she’s around “tolerable”.
Can y’all guess her mbti type 😂😂
(Reblog and Comment ❤️🎀💕)
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the-stranger-artist · 11 months
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Hey!!! I made this fanfic called JAEGER WAR featuring ATLA and other five anime as a retelling of Marvel's Infinity War. You can read the first two chapters here:
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queenendless · 3 months
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❤️‍🩹Flare (Keigo Takami/Hawks x Adult!Fem!Reader)❤️‍🩹
A/n: IT'S BEEN SO LONG! Sorry for the wait! I went through a Hawks writing funk. Also been working on JJK stuff. And watching a bunch of stuff too.
So, this piece is a self indulgent venting one cause I have chronic flare up pains going for 3 years now so this piece is kinda based off of a day in the life of me when dealing with my particular condition; feet wise. So I'd get it if reading this ain't up your alley. I just wish I had someone like Hawks to comfort me and quell my pain and worries.
AU, already established relationship with angst, hurt/comfort, fluff and feels indeed.
*PLEASE DON'T PLAGARIZE STEAL COPY TRANSLATE AND OR REPOST MY FANFIC WORK. REBLOG LIKE AND FOLLOW INSTEAD PLEASE AND THNX U.
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Chronic pain is a living hell.
Engraved into your body.
Will leave on its own accord or be stuck with you for life.
Unfortunately, it was panning out to be the latter for you.
Staying up all night, multitasking from working on your laptop to checking the news to see your birdie partner engaging in a team up with his idol of a hero Endeavor alongside their hero works students.
Pride beamed in you at seeing Keigo in action, feather swords in hand to disarm his opponents, swooping in with his feathers spreading out to push and carry and guide the civilians to safety amidst the chaos.
The dews of dawn crept in as you finally finished when it happened.
Going in 3 years so far, the hereditary curse triggered in you from your pent up stress collapsing on itself resulted in flaring burning footsies.
Fatigue stung your eyes.
Your head pounded in dull pain.
With the curtains blocking out the light and the AC set to cool, you thought the cold would push the swelling burning go away.
But this was turning out to be one of those worse days.
You curled up in the fetal position on your bed, taking over 2 hours to fall asleep.
Falling in and out of slumber, you were now restless.
You heard the slide-in door of your living room balcony opening followed by the thump of footsteps and the flap of wings.
Always keeping it unlocked for him when he took a dive straight to your place. It is more of a home to him than his penthouse of a place that was still filled with unpacked boxes of furniture and such.
“Hey! Baby bird? Ya home?”
Hearing his heavy footsteps inching close, of course he'd first check your room.
Having only been seeing each other for a few months, you knew you couldn't keep this hidden from him for the long run.
His muffled voice finally came from behind your door. “Birdie?”
You knew his feathers could pick up even your quiet tone. “Here.”
Seeing light trickle in through the crack of the door, the man himself blocked out most of it from his frame. “Why is it dark – shit – and cold in here!?”
His shivering self hug was halted as those pupils shrunk behind his visor as he opened up the door more to shine the light in to unveil your red irritated feet. “Y/n? W – What happened?” He quickly came to your side, alarmed at the sight. Gobsmacked to be precise.
“Just circulatory defectiveness. Chronic stuff, ya know.” Your attempt at brushing it off like it was no big deal only riled up his feathers. Literally.
“No I didn't know! I've just found out!” Stripping off his gloves that fell to the floor, his calloused hands carefully felt your sensitive red dorsums. “How bad is it?”
“The tingling and burning really gets to you when you're trying to focus on work or sleep.” You winced for even his cautious fingers featherly brushing your veiny skin did little to quell the soreness. “Makes it harder to sleep when I'm not on the brink of exhaustion.”
Cradling one foot in his hands, Keigo's eyes trembled with emotion. “For how long?”
You couldn't meet his serious gaze. You looked away. “This year makes it three.”
“I get that everyone has their fair share of secrets but … ” The hurt in his voice cracked your heart.
“You have enough to deal with as is. My defective self is stuck dealing with this.” Your reasons made him wince at how true it was.
“Even so,” he set your foot down gently just so he could sit right beside you, his face hovering right above yours, gently cradling your head as he forced you to look him dead in the eye. “You shouldn't feel the need to hide this kind of thing from me.”
You self consciously fidget, throat choked up and lips wobbling. Your beautiful eyes grew in beauty from the tears but it just made him want to kiss them away. So he did.
“I have my fair share of secrets. Comes with my hero work … not to mention my past.” The crestfallen haze in his gaze was there one moment before his eyes lit up with endearment as you filled his sight. “You're the only one I'm willing to be myself around and just … be honest.”
“I was … embarrassed. I didn't want you seeing me like this.”
Taking off his visor then his headphones, his serious tone sent shivers racing through you. “I want to see all of you … the real you … the you I fell hard for.”
Setting his things aside on the nightstand, that left him free for you to hug his neck with no obstacles. He kept layering butterfly pecks against your cheeks and eyelids, curling your lips in response to his affection.
“You were scared. I get it. I was the same when I felt ready to tell you about my past … but you more than anybody reassured me I could trust you with my troubles, my feelings, all of it.”
His genuinity made you whimper and sniffle out of that shared sentiment as he helped you sit up.
“What's the point of being the #2 hero if I can't use my resources to help out my partner? Especially when you've been suffering this whole time.” He was sticking to this newfound resolve.
“Chronic stuff is incurable.” You sniffed at the sight of him pulling out a spare cloth outta his jacket pocket, wiping up your wet cheeks before dabbing your runny nose, letting you blow as well.
“There's still experimental treatment. Physical therapy. You still have options. And I'll help you in any way I can.” He is so charming and persuasive.
“Fine … I did miss having you here.”
“C'm here.” He immediately gathered you up in his arms, letting you bury your face in his shoulder, taking it all out.
The strain in your choked sobs. The pent up exhaustion, the struggle, the pain of the past three years you kept inside. Your blubbering got soaked up on his sleeve but he didn't mind one bit.
“It's okay, Y/n. Just let it out.” The enriching relaxing sounds of his voice kept you grounded. Solid. Assured.
“I'm here. I gotcha.” He squeezed you firmly but gently, rubbing your back in gentle motions with one hand and simultaneously weaving through your hair with the other; his fingers brushing them as soothingly as he could. “You're sleep deprived as is. You deserve to rest.”
“Only if you're staying.” You stubbornly set straight.
Keigo grinned, pecked your lips, drawing it out, filled to the brim with reciprocation and affection. “Deal.”
He cradled the back of your noggin as Keigo peppered kisses all over your face, gently pushing you to lay on your back as those lips traversed to your neck.
Your feet brushed together and your toes curled as Keigo spent the next few minutes sucking and nibbling all over your neck, his wings draping over you both, and your breathy moans feeding into his pleased ears.
Sleep could wait for a while longer.
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So... Half moth/butterfly/dragonfly! Reader...
Who is graceful, agile and fast. They aren’t strong, but their speed is known in all of japan. They are a students at UA and is classmates with the Big three.When Y/N first met them, Mirio and Nejire were curious and obviously bombarded them with questions... while Amajiki looked at them with awe.
Tamaki always liked, no, loved butterflies and seeing the delicate beauty Y/N holds while being a complete kickass of a person made tamaki flustered.
Whenever he was near them, his face became a not-so-subtle shade of cherry red, his heartbeat jumped like a grasshopper yet his heart was flooded with a warmth he couldn’t get rid of so easily. Yet his infatuation with you remained a secret to you, no matter how obvious it seemed. 
Mirio at this point, saw months fly by but his dear friend never acted upon his thoughts of admiration for you. He wanted his friend to be happy- so happy in fact, he just had enough of him holding back his confession. Nejire was also getting kinda grumpy about him not dating you... she also knew Y/N had a crush on Amajiki and with Mirio they set you up o a date in the nearest botanic gardens that afternoon.
When they saw you holding hands the next day in the school halls, the two almost screamed from joy.
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talimlbcnart · 2 years
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Dragon Shouto AU
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And here's the story behind it that no one asked for (excuse my english) :
Dragons are proud and wise creatures that bow to no one. Masters of shapeshifting and wild magic, these creatures are treated as divine by humans. Living high up in the mountains inside temples and sanctuaries, they don't associate with those pathetic  mortals. At least that's what Enji told his children.
But when have they ever listened to him?
Flying away during the night to spend time with mortal girls, using their shape-shifting to befriend the humans, most of these were Natsuo's ideas but Touya and Fuyumi always joined him. Never Shouto though, he had to stay inside, he had to train his magic.
One particular night, there was an accident, his mother didn't mean to hurt him, he knew, but that didn't make it less painful.
So he ran away. A 6 year old, alone and without a safe home to go back to. At least that would've been the case if a little boy who happened to be at the forest that time hadn't found the little dragon and brought him back home.
Aaaaand that's all I have for now.
😅 hope you liked it. Because I'm probably not doing ot again.
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mooniemp3 · 1 year
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So, I was thinking about an AU where the one who died and was converted to Kurogiri was Mic instead of Shirakumo. And I wanted to design Oboro as an adult pro hero and teacher. I imagine him to pay tribute to Mic a lot, as his way of "keeping him alive" btw.
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Some details:
-The sun earring is a reference to Mic
-The patch in his left arm is a reference to Aizawa (moon), Mic (sun) and him (obviously the cloud lol)
-The black glove in his right hand of course is Mic's one
-He was injured during that fight so he got some scars that are supposed to look like lightnings
-He is the geography teacher, lol
-His hair became more cloud like (idk how to say it)
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playingitup · 1 year
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Hey, has anyone here ever seen a Percy Jackson or Harry Potter crossover with My Hero Academia?
Like
Percy getting sent by Poseidon as a child to this alternate universe so he will be safe from the prophecy (probably after Sally dies, ik y'all like the dead mom plot), but said universe just so happens to be full of superpowers.
Bonus points if he has this super sketchy backstory ("yeah, when i was four my mom got killed by this guy with a bull mutation, my dad showed up and brought me here, i remember thinking he was very imposing, like the heroes on the tv" I cant make it sound like it does in my head, but placed in a way that it seems like Percy's dad may possibly be AfO just to give All Might a scare) and doesn't know shit about not being a normal quirked guy (cue to him being able to A) manipulate water B) talk to fishes C) talk to horses D) heal through water E) cause minor earthquakes when upset).
Or, alternatively,
Master of Death Harry Potter, who gets reborn or sent by Death to this universe, either to be a savior again, to find a good family or purely for the ancient entity's amusement. Anyway, he gets attached. And since BAMF MoD Harry Potter is awesome, he becomes a vigilante or a hero student and just wipes the floor with everyone using wandless magic and saying his quirk is some kind of energy manipulation. Going near Midoryia and being like "why tf are seven ghosts hanging around your head? That's creepy"
Or even Nico di Angelo ones
Where Hades sent him there or he found a new form of shadow travel and stuck around for a while, liking the superhero theme, when he realizes that there is someone out there (AfO) using fragments of peoples souls for evil, without consent and to create braindead zombies that really shouldn't exist. This 14yo accidentally becoming a vigilante whilst trying to find the big bad and make sure he gets what he deserves. Aizawa finding him. Semi adoption shenanigans. "I am not going to a hero school, I don't even know basic math" "yes you are, and you will". Todoroki thinking Nico is Aizawas secret lovechild. Nezu and All Might thinking his father is AfO because of his very passionate "theory" that his quirk works by splitting a part of the soul and mimicking the genes after it, much like his own that permits him to raise the dead and command souls
Anyways, please can someone recommend me anything among these lines? Or write it if you want to, I don't have that capacity. Please. I'm begging.
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katcolors · 2 years
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