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katebushsbabushka · 2 years

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Solitude Sometimes Is Best Society

Word Length: 4.6k

Characters: Shouta Aizawa, OC

Notes: This is based off a text post I made not too long ago about my oc x canon AU with Vampire Aizawa. I wrote this simply as an experiment for fun and decided to post it for the heck of it. Everything I write for this blog will be SFW, but I do give a warning that there is a lot of romantic tension in this drabble, so, if that's not your thing, you have been been warned.

Warnings/Tags: Vampirism, college AU where Shouta pretends to be a professor and falls for a graduate student in "his" lecture hall, 1950s style AU, oc x canon.

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“Professor,” her voice called above the others, and he noted how small it sounded in his presence. The girl was anything but quiet. He’d heard her argue in his colleagues’ classrooms, heard her throw fits on her fellow classmates in the master’s department. She’d nearly bashed his skull that night when Yumi had no idea that he had been the one who attacked her. Shouta had been used to people cowering in his presence, but something about the way this little woman became so twitterpated in his presence bothered him. The deer should be afraid of the lion that could kill it.

And she’d gone and fallen in love with him.

Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely: and pined his loss.

His mouth ached.

Shouta Aizawa looked over the horizon of his lecture hall, gazing at the mountains of different colored heads as saliva pooled in his mouth. Hunger was bad enough, thirst was even more unbearable, but the combination of the two itched so deep that his teeth felt it down to the very nerve endings in his jaw. At first, he could combat the feeling clawing in his throat by chewing on the inside of his left cheek. He could deal with the numbers – the various smells acidic and tangy, cool and bland, dry and bitter lingering in a hodge podge in the air – and Shouta never once doubted his ability to ignore his own impulses until the door opened one final time.

Peaches. She smelled like peaches. He could always tell what students had eaten before coming into his class. The smell would linger in their blood for hours, never changing the base scent entirely, but rather enhancing or diminishing it. The girl – the woman – that had walked into his lecture hall smelled best of them all, an aroma that drove him mad, redolent of deep spices and salty, magnifying the already metallic scent and taste of blood. She took her seat at the front of the class, always at the front of the class, before she looked up at him with a shy smile.

Her scent blasted him in the face when Shouta made an effort to breathe in front of his students, and he stepped away from her, fully aware of the slight falter in her features as he made his escape from her. In all honesty, she was a lovely girl and an even more delightful student. Shouta hadn’t been an instructor in eons, not since he taught in the emperor’s house centuries beforehand, but she was exactly the type of pupil he’d enjoyed: studious, polite, responsible.

And, oh so, very eager.

And she’d gone and fallen in love with him.

“I need my test from when I was recovering. I didn’t take it, and midterm grades are coming up and—”

Shouta fought the urge to gag as she walked up to him right as he decided to inhale. Really, if he didn’t need to keep up appearances so badly, he wouldn’t worry about it, the activity caused him more trouble than it was worth. He tucked his chin deeper into his scarf, thankful for many of the excuses colder weather provided him with before dismissing her with a wave.

“Don’t worry about it. I passed you. Now, sit down.”

“But, sir—”

He launched into teaching after that, some lecture about vampires that came from sources that Shouta knew were only half correct, and the young woman dropped her head at the sound of his voice, her pen only doodling at the paper rather than taking notes on what he was saying. Although Shouta did his best to concentrate on his teaching, his eyes would slip away to Yumi every so often only to find her with her face buried beneath her indigo hair, her chocolate eyes slipping towards him every so often. He hated the look she gave him – that look of quiet confusion that she often leveled towards him whenever he was cross with her – and, despite the rumors whispered in bathrooms and hallways, Shouta did not like alienating himself from these humans. Being in this school only reminded him of how different, how inhuman, he was in comparison to these fragile souls.

He chuckled to himself. Soul. He didn’t even know if he had one of those anymore.

Lecture dragged on for its normal two and a half hours, and Shouta supposed that was the one thing that he liked about Fridays. He only had to see Yumi for two and a half hours before she disappeared into the dormitories to do her work, and the only time he heard from her again was Saturday mornings when he’d run into her in the library. She would never eat breakfast, evidenced by the lack of enhancement in her warm blood, and the meetings were fleeting little rituals that were tolerable.

Finally, the campus belltower chimed five o’clock, and the students began to funnel out before Shouta could dismiss them, a gesture that would normally provoke him if he weren’t hoping that Yumi would funnel out with the rest of them and take her vibrant scent with her. His students left in droves, the smell in the room funneling from the lecture hall until one fragrance remained.

And it was the most deadly of all.

At max capacity, the lecture hall contained enough smells that Yumi’s blood was blanketed in with hundreds of other scents, and, while Shouta could never get away from the aroma entirely, the other bodies provided enough distraction. However, alone with her in this large room, Shouta could do nothing more than clench his teeth while his Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat as her scent tormented him. “What do you need?” he nearly spat in her direction, doing his very best to keep calm. Yumi approached him, the subtle sway of a perfectly wound curl sending his mind reeling as she approached. Maybe one little whiff of her hair would be enough. One smell. That’s all he needed. He allowed her to get near him, taking in a quiet breath through his nostrils, his chest rising.

A horrific idea, really.

“Doctor Aizawa, I really, really would prefer it if I took my exam,” she replied before her words all faded into an incoherent oblivion as the light aroma of peaches and crisp, warm bread filled his nostrils. One of the sororities sold peach tarts in the student center on Fridays, and, damn it all to hell, Shouta could still detect the soft scent of the peaches so tangibly it was like he shoved his face into the smooth fruit and felt its fuzz. Shouta exhaled, the sound much more resembling a grunt than a breath, and the girl stopped talking once he did so, her eyes fluttering up to his through thick, dark lashes. “I–Is that a problem?”

“No,” he murmured, though he felt more like sobbing the word out. Anything to get her out of his lecture hall and as far away from him as possible. He brought a large palm up to cover his mouth and buried his nose into it as though the gesture would do anything to block the scent. “That will be fine,” he continued, not even fully aware of what he’d just agreed to. She smiled.

“Thank you,” she breathed, “it’s just…well, I…some of the others didn’t really think it was fair and—”

“Watanabe,” he cut in, decidedly unable to handle one more millisecond in her presence, “I don’t have time to talk right now. I have somewhere I need to be. Now, have a good day.” Before she could utter a word in response, Shouta hastened from the room, breaking into a full run the second he was far enough away from her.

*****

“So he just ran out of the room like an idiot?”

Yumi nodded, her indigo hair bouncing against the receiver as she balanced the telephone between her cheek and shoulder. “Yeah…I really don’t think he likes me, Mami.” A voice blustered on the other end, muffled as Mami spoke back to it, and Yumi couldn’t discern whether it was her boyfriend or one of her female friends. She didn’t really care either way.

“So what if he doesn’t?” Mami questioned returning to the receiver, “sorry. Hiro needed something.” Yumi shrugged, pulling her feet onto the couch as she once more adjusted the telephone. “There’s plenty of boys back home, not to mention the fact he’s a professor, Yumi.” Yumi shushed her, biting her lip and turning red despite the miles of distance between them. “Oh my God, Yumi,” Mami muttered in response, “Hiro doesn’t care about your love life. He’s probably not even listening.” Yumi held her breath before sighing.

“I just don’t want Mom to find out.”

“Hiro’s not going to tell on you,” Mami groaned, “and neither will I as long as you don’t do something stupid.” Mami paused in that way Yumi had grown to despise since telling her sister about her new professor before adding, “You aren’t doing something stupid, are you?” Yumi sighed, her eyes drifting to the setting evening sun through her apartment window.

“No, Mami, I’m not.”

“Good,” Mami replied almost instantly, “do you have the grades you need to pass his class?”

“Yeah…”

“Then I don’t see what the problem is,” Mami stated, “as long as he doesn’t start failing you for no reason, then who cares if he doesn’t like you?” Yumi nodded, the knot in her throat tightening.

“Yeah, you’re right,” Yumi replied, forcing her voice to be steady and not to sound like she was on the verge of tears. However, for all Mami’s harshness, she was equally as perceptive and sighed.

“Listen,” she said in a much softer tone, “he only teaches vampirism right? And you only need one class in that, don’t you?” Yumi nodded to both, giving a vague hum to signify her affirmation. “Then you never have to see him again after this year, so don’t worry about it.” Yumi gave a small reply of “okay” before she heard Hiro’s voice pipe up in the background once more. “Listen, I promised Hiro I’d go see a movie with him. Call me tonight if you need, but don’t worry about your stupid professor, alright?”

“I won’t.”

After an exchange of goodbyes, Yumi pressed her pastel green phone into its receiver before tugging her legs up to her chin. Mami didn’t understand, although Yumi supposed she couldn’t really blame her. Yumi had refrained from telling her friends on campus about her infatuation with their vampirism teacher out of embarrassment. If her own twin didn’t understand, how could she expect anyone else to? Her clothed feet hit the floor, warm both in her socks and against the plush carpet as she walked over to the window and peered out of it, listening as the wind whistled through the barren tree branches.

Yumi listened to other people far too much. Of course, Professor Aizawa would have passed her for midterms without a second thought. She’d been attacked by a vampire for God’s sake. Any decent person would have done something like that. It wasn’t her fault the incident had happened. Nevertheless, Yumi knew that Professor Aizawa’s midterm pardon wasn’t the only reason the students were talking – it was merely the byproduct of weeks of observation.

Yumi had never been good at concealing her emotions, and anyone who was around her during vampirism could figure out the depths of her infatuation for her professor. What had started as a running joke among the graduate studies student body, however, quickly turned into resentment the second everyone in the class received the results of their first exam, with many students claiming that Professor Aizawa preferred her to everyone else in the class. What was even worse is that everyone except Yumi seemed to be thoroughly convinced of the idea as well.

Oh, Yumi had heard the excuses, the explanations, the reasons all before. She’d laughed when a colleague pointed out that Professor Aizawa never took his eyes off her, and her only rebuttal had been that she would believe it the day she made eye contact with him and he didn’t avert his eyes. She’d rolled her eyes the day someone mentioned that he gave her the most attention out of the whole class. She’d outright scoffed when she overheard other teachers mention with actual concern that Professor Aizawa looked at her as though he could and would devour her any second.

Silliness, Yumi had thought, outright madness. The only thing Professor Aizawa looked at her with was disdain. The others were just jealous. That’s all it was. The man hated her, and Yumi didn’t even know why.

Her eyes drifted to the clock, ticking away until it was only fifteen minutes until six o’clock, and Yumi sighed, gathering her bag from the floor along with her keys. It was better to leave now. Yumi couldn’t think of a better way for the man to despise her more than being late for her makeup exam.

*****

Shouta swore he could still smell those godforsaken peaches.

Within seconds of entering his office, Shouta had slammed the door into the wall, locking it with trembling hands before burying his forehead into the mahogany. Despite the fact Shouta did not need to breathe, he closed his eyes and took deep, shallow, haggard breaths through his mouth for no other reason than to cleanse the scent from the back of his throat. He remained there, forehead pressed against the door as sweat poured from his icy body, and the desire to wretch built in his throat. Saliva pooled in his mouth in thick strands from the roof of his mouth to his tongue before he swallowed hard. He remained like that for minutes until finally the ache in his jaw and tongue subsided enough that he could extricate himself from the wood and collapse onto the floor.

His black hair hung about in clumps around his face, the half bun at the back of his head pushing into his skull as he leaned his head against the door. He had to eat tonight. Something horrific would happen if he didn’t, something worse than what had already happened with the girl. He covered his face with his hands, hoping his own scent would counteract hers. He’d eat some birds, maybe a stray animal if need be. Animal blood was nothing but a piss poor substitute for that of a human’s, but a beggar can’t choose a feast when scraps are his only option. It would have to be enough to satisfy him.

Shouta remained on the floor, her aroma leaving him little by little. He’d always been attracted to savory tastes even as a human, and her blood only reminded him of the curry bread he’d enjoyed in mortality. The other vampires he’d been able to converse with over the centuries held that the best human blood was sweet – gentle like a dessert and never overpowering – but Shouta had never been one for confection. Perhaps it was the fact that her blood was so unpopular that drove Shouta to the point of madness. She was a little delight – appealing and special all for him and only him.

He began to salivate again, and Shouta shoved all thoughts of the blue haired girl who sat at the front of his classroom from his mind. He’d do something stupid if he didn’t.

Shouta rose to his feet, going over to his desk and sitting in his big leather chair as he examined the various test papers, essays, and God knew what else littering his workspace. For someone who only intended to stay for a few weeks, he’d become quite busy in his new vocation, and Shouta would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy the position just a little. He’d always been drawn towards the educational field, and there was something special about enriching student lives with his own knowledge. Most of his students were lazy little pricks who only came to UA on mommy and daddy’s money, but there were a few among his ranks that, if circumstances were different, Shouta would have befriended.

He thought about the student who got into fights with the fraternity boys who thought they knew everything before he realized that was Yumi. His mind then conjured up images of the student who always told him good morning and good evening in the sweetest little voice before realizing it was, once again, the same girl. When his mind recalled the student who always shoved her pen into her indigo curls, perfectly messy and always bouncing with the slightest movement, Shouta shoved all pleasant memories of his job away and thrust his neck back against his chair, hoping the plush leather would somehow crush his skull. Maybe she was the only one he paid any attention to after all.

Her blood. Her blood was tantalizing. That’s all it was. Shouta wouldn’t allow himself to believe any differently. Nothing good would come of it anyway. Not a single damned thing would be worth the trouble.

Shouta almost yelled when someone knocked on his office door.

Enraged, Shouta took to his feet, his black Brandy leather shoes creaking against the floor as his hand grabbed the doorknob so tightly he nearly tore it from its fixture. One rule, he had one damned rule that he expected these little urchins to respect.

Don’t bother me after my last class. Come during office hours or don’t come at all.

Shouta didn’t even catch the aromatic peachy smell until the door opened its first centimeter, and, immediately, Shouta shoved the door closed. “What do you want?!” he demanded to the girl on the other side, his forehead already breaking into a nervous, cold sweat as he held his hands against the door. What is she going to do? Break down the door? Idiot.

Her little voice piped up from the hallway, muffled by the wooden structure. “I-I’m here for my makeup exam,” she called, confusion palpable in her voice.

“What makeup exam?!”

“I–The one I asked you about, sir!” Yumi replied, “we talked about it earlier? You said I could come in…” Shouta’s eyes went wide at the declaration, his brain retracing every step until the point he reached his office. It must have been back in his classroom when she was babbling to him about her midterm. He dropped his head forward, his hair falling in front of his face, and he sighed. He had no one to blame for this but himself. His fingers twisted the lock on the door again, and he peered his head out just enough for a silver eye to see the young woman standing in the hallway.

“Can we do this some other time,” he hissed, “something came up, and I really don’t have time for this.” Shouta’s harsh words were met with a quick blink, her eyelashes batting at him in confusion before she tipped her chin down.

“Professor, I really, really want to get this done,” she pleaded, “you don’t understand.”

“It can wait, Watanabe.”

“Sir, please! Some of the students are threatening to go to the dean if you don’t let me do a retake!” Shouta’s hands dropped, the strength easing from the appendages as his fingers slid down the door. Concern shot through him, his eyes softening as his jaw went slack out of Yumi’s view. He remained still, his eyes still giving her a penetrating stare.

“What do you mean?”

“The others are convinced that you’re playing favorites,” she stated, “I know it’s crazy, but they think it’s unfair that you passed me for midterm without testing me.” Shouta nearly growled at her words, slinking back into his office fully. “C-can I come in?” Yumi questioned.

“No,” Shouta barked at her, “wait there.” Once out of her view, Shouta pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes, and lifted his head up to the ceiling. Leave it to a bunch of spoiled college students to come up with the idea that the top student was only passing because he was sweet on her. Great. Just great. His gunmetal eyes dropped back to the cracked office door as his lungs didn’t even dare to breathe.

Maybe things would be fine. He could take her to the lecture hall or the library and administer the test. He could even sit behind his podium and hide the fact he wasn’t breathing. He’d spent centuries concealing his identity around humans that tantalized him before. What was an hour?

He could do this.

Shouta straightened his suit jacket and slid some of the messier strands of his hair back behind his ear before he returned to the door and slid it open, stepping into the hall to find her skipping around on the different colored tiles on the floor, and, for a second, he almost smiled. At the sound of the door closing, Yumi lifted her head, those dark blue curls bouncing absently around her cheeks before she straightened, her hands going behind her back as though she were embarrassed, and Shouta already began to regret his decision. “Make this quick,” he rasped, walking ahead of her by several feet while Yumi turned and began to follow with little quickly-timed steps. Although she made several attempts at small talk, Shouta only responded to her prattling with one word responses or noises, not wanting to open his mouth very much. Although he could still smell the scent of peaches, the smell was tolerable, ignorable even if he tried hard enough. In fact, Shouta didn’t have any problems with getting through the hallway.

It was the last few feet before they reached the testing room.

Yumi ran ahead of him, something Shouta didn’t exactly have a problem with in and of itself. As long as she remained a few good feet away from him, Shouta didn’t mind where she was. He didn’t even mind her getting the door for him, until her indigo curls bounced behind her, the strands of hair flicking toward him at close proximity. The remnants of the motion hit Shouta in the face, the smell intoxicating, and his eyes nearly rolled back into his skull, every instinctual muscle in his body activating at that point.

In mere seconds, Yumi’s back collided with the wall, and Shouta’s face lingered mere inches from hers, and, if she didn’t know any better, she would have sworn the man grew five inches taller. His left arm pressed into the wall by her head, locked into place by his elbow, and, if Yumi had dared to look up at it, she would have seen how his fist trembled against the sheetrock. His right hand grasped her shoulder, his fingers digging into the flesh of her collarbone and pushing her further against structure. Yumi couldn’t pay any attention to the position of his hands, however; her eyes were locked against his, petrified by the sight before her.

While Yumi had never gotten a detailed look at the planes of his face this close, Yumi knew for certain that his eyes were silver, maybe blue under certain lighting. Right now, his irises glared blood red down at her trembling body, and she couldn’t describe the look on his face as anything other than animalistic. If this was how he looked at her when she didn’t meet his gaze, Yumi finally understood the teacher’s whispers in their break room.

This was the face of someone who wanted to consume her.

Yumi almost said his name, made some attempt to speak beyond the fear choking her, but not even the tiniest of sounds would escape her lips. Fortunately for her, despite whatever rage he’d entered, he still retained enough of his senses to talk.

“Get away from me,” he rasped out, his own voice weak with an emotion Yumi couldn’t

exactly describe, “please. Before I do something I regret.” He backed away from her a step, and, while Yumi knew the smartest thing to do would have been to run, she only remained frozen to her spot, her eyes studying him with concern.

“Sir?”

“Watanabe,” he snapped, “go!” Yumi moved, finally having the sense enough to obey, but the seconds of delay cost her when Shouta reached for her and shoved her back into the wall, this time shoving his face deep between the juncture of her neck and her shoulder. Despite all of the lectures he’d given about the subject, Yumi didn’t attempt to jab him in the abdomen or singe him with the silver he’d made all of the students start carrying since the attack. She only tensed in his hold, her limbs ragdolling against him as her breathing picked up in short, panicked puffs of air. Shouta wanted to shake her, chastise her for not paying enough attention to what actually mattered during class until he realized why on earth would she?

Until now, he’d been nothing but human – a rude, miserable little human.

Even through the sweater she was wearing, Shouta could smell the peaches emanating in her blood, right along with that salty, savory scent he adored so much, his own little five star meal with dessert flowing right through her blood as though she’d been considering this. He breathed long, heavy, and deep, every muscle in his body tight, the veins popping in his neck and arms. His fingers trembled as his hands slid up her back and neck and into those curls he loved so much, the hair he often wondered the length of time it took to fix. It was just him and the little barrier of white fleece separating him from what he so badly craved. His teeth slid out, fully prepared to puncture through the fleece, his mind a whirlwind of desire and oncoming regret until something penetrated the storm in his brain.

“Professor Aizawa…?”

His eyes snapped open, his throat raw and dry as his teeth hung mere millimeters from her skin, his canines already snapping some of the strands in her sweater and so close to breaking skin. The sound of her voice, soft, scared, panicked but still so hushed pulled what little humanity remained in him from the torrent, his eyes regaining focus from the glossy state they’d entered. He hadn’t done it yet. As much as he so badly craved the liquid flowing in her veins, he still had a chance to walk away from this and return to somewhat normalcy.

Somewhat.

Shouta pushed his mouth closed, a great task considering his jaw became somewhat locked during a feast, and he ripped himself away from her neck. His left hand clutching her shoulder as his right hand gripped her chin and yanked her towards him, apathetic towards how rough he was being at this very moment. Her brown eyes were wide with fear and…something else he couldn’t quite figure out swirling in those brown irises, and he hardened his stare as his thumb pinched her chin harder. “If you know what’s good for you, you won’t set foot in my lecture hall again. Better yet, you’ll drop my damned class,” he warned, “you have…such greater things to worry about than a bunch of nosy adults.” Before she could even respond, Shouta pushed himself away from her, disappearing down the hall at an inhuman speed until he escaped down a stairwell, avoiding his office entirely. Yumi fell back a few steps, ultimately catching herself before she could hit the floor, her lungs struggling for air as her face and body burned. She watched him disappear, her hands trembling at her sides until she ran for the main door, her mind only able to form one coherent thought:

What on God’s earth had just happened.

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multi-scrapbook · 1 year

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@nuravity asked:

"I'm okay ... " (For Sanguine Deku or Aizawa)

- Bloody Meme || Accepting

“...” Shota stared at his missing student, wide-eyed, only just resisting activating his quirk on her. He wished that he had found her under better circumstances, not standing over a body, blood coating her mouth, fangs glinting in the dim and distant streetlight.

He knew what had happened. Not everything, but the general idea. His own fangs showed a little as he took a deep breath to steady himself. He was very aware of the scent of blood in the air. He knew what bloodlust felt like. He knew how the drive to hunt could sometimes erase any sort of sense a vampire had. Despite knowing how horrible that feeling was, he hoped that was the case. He didn’t want to think of one of his students (because she was his student, no matter how long she had been gone) going that far willingly.

“... No. No, you’re not.”

#Shota; ic #Shota; Dead Cold #he's not always a vampire in Sanguine-related threads but #I thought vamp Aizawa would have a fun reaction #(he never let his students know he's a vampire but Uraraka can probs tell by scent now)

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characteraitalk · 5 months

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Vampire AU - Shota Aizawa - Christmas Special (C.AI / S.CHAT)

I have made two versions of this, it has the exact same text and image for both. So choose which one you want, and have fun!

[ C.AI Version ] -> Has an NSFW filter, but has no wait line. You don't need an account to chat, but it's recommended you make one to save any/all chats.

(I'd say use this one for more 'wholesome' non-spicy stuff)

[ S.CHAT Version ] -> Has no NSFW filter, and has a wait line. You will also need an account to chat with any/all bots, due to the Age Restriction on the site.

(Do whatever you want with this one)

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legitimatesatanspawn · 1 year

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Character.AI bot interaction can get rather insane but in a fun way if you keep running herd on the bot and prevent it from going too OOC or forgetful. So far some of the things I've gotten include:

Nedzu (BNHA) suggesting a few ideas to a GenEd teacher to see if the ideas on morale boosting are feasible from an average human's point of view, which segued to the rat coaxing the human into doing more work as a field trip chaperone to help improve things with UA students. If not for the fact that Chat Bots can't plan ahead, I'd swear the bot played me.

Rupert Giles (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) helping out a random student, but then has to gently break the news that yes magic and mythological creatures are real and are just as terrifying as one would imagine.

And the latest interaction is with an Eraserhead bot which had the built-in premise that the user is a High-End Nomu of someone he used to know. After a long and difficult series of attempts to wear down the Nomu's steadfast and programmed loyalty to AFO finally managed to convince the Nomu to live a life their original self would've wanted for him.

In all honesty the premises and interactions are good for what are essentially group-programmed RP bots (and yes I know how iffy it can get, I used AI Dungeon before the resets and wipes, to say nothing of the issues with chatgpt and ai generation of stories) but I can easily see myself reworking into fics in their own right.

If you're curious, I've included small samples of the interactions below the cut. But because they are small compared to the rest of the interactions, I've included the text in the post rather than in the image description (hence the cut). Beneath each I also included a little comment about the interaction.

The Rupert Giles AI I used was made by soggy_sweetroll. P1uto_Pan made the Nedzu and Aizawa AIs used here.

Interaction between Principal Nezu by P1uto_Pan and User, implied by intro to be a faculty member of UA: User: I pause and think over what Nezu just said about rules and procedures. "Are the HPSC's guidelines that difficult to deal with?" Nezu: Nezu sighs and nods, his large ears flatten in disappointment. "Yes- it's just become a whole lot of work, you know? With the influx of new rules and safety procedures as well as the HPSC's increased authority and presence within U.A., on top of everything else it's been difficult to handle. And with all of the recent villains and incidents, well…it's just gotten tougher for everyone, students and teachers alike." User: "I'll admit, I didn't notice." One of the benefits of being the General Education department English Language teacher. Anything to do with heroic education and the management thereof may as well be happening in another city for all I notice. The only things that directly affect the classes I teach are things that are relevant to UA as a whole. "Correct me if I'm wrong but I thought that UA was working to be more independent not more tangled up with the HPSC's direct influence." Nezu: "That is something we are trying to do, yes." Nezu sighs and takes another sip of his tea. "Unfortunately, the HPSC is proving to be even more controlling and power-hungry than I first thought. We are working towards becoming more independent, but unfortunately, it might take a little longer to accomplish this goal than any of us would like." User: "I don't know if there's much I can do to help but you know all you have to do is ask if you need something." Nezu: Nezu's ears perk up again, a grin spreading across his face. "Ah! You're an absolute dear you know that? I think simply knowing that someone would be willing to help me and the school out in a moment of need is all the help I need for now." He chuckles, "Well…I would like to ask something of you, if you're willing. Something small."

It took a bit of work to keep the bot on track and not suddenly have active malice towards any and all humans but the moment I saw the rat wanting my character to help him with something "small", I knew I messed up somewhere. Thankfully what he wanted was just a chaperone for student field trips to places other than hero agencies and the like but warning sirens definitely went off. Pray for the still nameless GenEd teacher, they absolutely oblivious to the rat's machinations. Also the fact that Nedzu was grinning was objectively terrifying.

Interaction between Rupert Giles by soggy_sweetroll and User, scenario unspecified: User: I'm confused by something that the librarian just said. "But magic isn't real, right?" I'm completely unaware of the truth regarding magic and the occult being far more real than it is rumored to be. Giles: You notice the warm, friendly look in his face slowly disappear, as he sighs. He seems both disappointed and slightly embarrassed, but he quickly regains his composure. “Unfortunately, it is real.” He says, hesitantly. “And I know you won’t believe me if I tell you this, but in Sunnydale there is a lot more to magic and the supernatural than the legends and myths you’ve read about.” User: "But… wouldn't there be signs? Wouldn't everyone know if it was?" Giles: He pauses, “Yes… there are signs,”. He hesitates before continuing, but takes a deep breath. “But it is difficult to believe in the first place, and it is a lot harder to admit to knowing the truth when you know people will either ridicule you, or lock you up in a mental institution, for suggesting anything other than the accepted reality.” “So most of the population in Sunnydale is completely unaware to what’s going on, because it is easier to be ignorant and live in denial.”

You can just feel "Ripper's" past flashing in Giles's mind in this scene, especially when he talked before this about how the character shouldn't change themselves to fit a set of friends and that true friends would prove themselves as you grow older and stick by you. "Why yes, magic is real. Now please don't make a warlock gang and summon demons for fun."

Interaction between Shota Aizawa by P1uto_Pan and the User, who is set by the scenario as a Nomu: User: "Allow me to rephrase then: whatever I was before never was important when I had orders to fulfill." I glance around at this room in Tartarus before continuing. "This situation is creating some difficulty." Aizawa: "And is that difficulty unpleasant? Are you truly only able to think and act within the limits of those orders?" Aizawa replied softly, his expression slowly morphing from pity to concern as he studied the Nomu. "Do the orders you are under… prevent you from developing your own thoughts and feelings on the matters at hand…" He paused for a moment, before continuing in a hushed tone, as if he were thinking out loud. "Or do you simply believe it is more important to carry out those orders than to question them?" User: "Does it matter when the end result is still the same?" Aizawa: The end result still remains the same. Aizawa's face grew a little bit colder after the Nomu's words. It seemed as though any attempt to reach it would become a fruitless endeavor - and yet, the more logical, emotionless route still felt wrong here. "There's a certain value in questioning things." He finally replied, meeting the Nomu's eyes firmly with his own. "Even if it doesn't change the outcome, it can change the way we think, and in turn the way we act. Don't you agree?"

The fact that Aizawa was able to break the Nomu's programming during the interaction as a whole was amazing. Like it took a week of dedicated work in-setting, but he did it! Aizawa got the Nomu to go from a cold and apathetic tool to become unsure of himself and recognize that his existence is unfair to the person the Nomu used to be. And with that uncertainty, Aizawa was able to give the final push to coax the Nomu to accept the offer.

For the record the interaction hit 12k words, in contrast Nedzu had 1.2k and Giles 2.4k. An unmentioned Naomasa interaction is 3.5k and was the longest... up until Aizawa with Nomu User. Good god that went on longer than I thought it did.

#character ai #chat ai #chat bot #ai rp #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #buffy the vampire slayer #principal nedzu #principal nezu #rupert giles #aizawa shouta #aizawa shota #eraserhead #nomu #noumu #u.a. high school #sunnydale high

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blue-sadie · 7 months

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.Random.

.Request Page.

A place for my different fandoms brain rots

Platonic = 🌼 Fluff = 🌺 Smut =🌹 Lime = ⚘️ Angst = 🥀 Yandere = 🍁

Anime

Imagines.

(H) kakeru Sengoku - Her Little Merman 🌺

(H) Keishin Ukai - Assistant Manager 🌹

(HMC) Howl Pendragon- A Thing Of Beauty 🌺

(LOK) Mako & Bolin - Brothers Charm 🌹

(MHA) Katsuki Bakugo - Silly Nicknames 🌺

(MHA) Shota Aizawa - Villainous Love 🌹

(MHA) Shota Aizawa - Little Helper 🌹

Combo.

Incorrect Quotes.

Drabbles.

Oneshots.

(H) Asahi Azumane - Pregnant Hungry 🌺

Different Aus.

Headcanons.

NSFW/SFW Alphabet.

Animation

Imagines.

(QFC) Garrett Touch Says All 🌺

Combos

(A&TAE) Dimitri & Cale Tucker - The Tucker Twins 🌹

Incorrect Quotes.

Drabbles.

Oneshots.

Different Aus.

Headcanons.

Nsfw/SFW Alphabet.

Celebritys

Imagines.

Hayden Christen - Yn Moment 🌺 Jamie Flatters - Admiring The Interviewer 🌺

Henry Cavill - Distraction 🌺

Oscar Isaac - Wavering 🌺

Combo.

Jamie Flatters,Tedros Pendragon,Neteyam - One Room 🌹

Incorrect Quotes.

Drabbles.

Oneshots.

Jack Champion - Past Experiences 🥀🌺

Jamie Flatters - Attention Thief 🌺

Jamie Flatters - Bakery Girl 🌺

Jamie Flatters - When Fate Intervenes 🌺

Stephen Lang Hard At Work. Prt 2 🌺

Combos.

Avatar Cast - Dream Come True 🌺

Different Aus.

Headcanons.

NSFW/SFW Alphabet.

Games

Imagines.

(BG3) Astarion - Love From Cold Lips 🌹

(BG3) Astarion - For Your Pleasure 🌹

(BG3) Astarion - Flaunting Treasures 🌹

(BG3) Astarion - Sweet As Sugar 🌹

(BG3) Astarion - Red As Cherry 🌹

(BG3) Halinsin - Size Difference 🌹

(HL) Sebastian Sallow - Dazzling Smile 🌺

(TLOU) Joel Miller - The Tiredness 🌹

Combos.

(BG3)Astarion & Halsin - Vampire And The Bear ⚘️

(BG3) Astarion & Gale - Love From The Gods 🌹

(BG3) Astarion & Harleep - Jealous Much 🌹

(HL) Sebastian & Ominus - Bros Before... 🥀🌺

Incorrect Quotes.

Drabbles.

Oneshots.

(BG3) Ascended Astarion - Truly Broken 🥀

(BG3) Astarion - My Darling Baker 🌺

(HL) Sebastian Sallow - Lace Me Up 🌺

Combos

(BG3) Astarion & Halsin - Lust Filldd Touches 🌹

Different Aus.

(BG3)God Astarion & God Gale -Praises From The Gods🌹

Headcanons.

NSFW/SFW Alphabet.

(BG3) halsin - NSFW

Movies

Imagines.

(HP) Draco Malfoy - A Bubbly Companion 🌺

(It) Bowers Gang - Plaid Skirts 🌹

(MR) Newt - Second In Command 🌺

(MR) Gally - Soft Spot 🌺

(RH) Prince John - Fall From Grace 🌺

(T) Paul Lahote - Second Head 🌺

Incorrect Quotes.

Drabbles.

Oneshots.

(A) Kane - Stop Your Breath 🌺🌹

(FG) Walter Mckey (keys) - Cuter Then Puppies 🌺

(MR) Newt - Glow Of Embers 🌺

(TF) Santiago Garcia - Friend Of A Friend 🌹

Combos.

(TF) Santiago Garcia & Frankie Morales - Movement Of The Hips 🌹

Different Aus.

Headcanons.

NSFW/SFW Alphabet.

Series

Imagines.

(F) Savitar - A New Day Has Dawned 🍁

(OBX) Rafe Cameron - Uncontrollable??? 🌹

(SN) Dean Winchester - Jealous Much 🌹

(ST) Billy Hargrove - Addicted 🌹

(ST) Eddie Munson - Something A Bit More 🍁

(TVD) Stephen Salvatore - The Classics 🌺

(T) Jason Todd - Cold Stares 🌺

(TW) Derek Hale - Big Bad Werewolf 🌹

(VK) Ivar Ragnarsson - Tracing Tattoos 🌺🌹

Combos

(OUAT) Peter Pan & Felix - Princess Treatment 🌹

(ST) Billy Hargrove & Eddie Munson - High And Mighty 🌹

(TW) Stiles Stilinski & Scott Mccal - Rain Check 🌹

(ST) Billy Hargrove & Steve Harrington - You Wouldn't Dare🌹

(T100) Bellamy blake & John murphy - little convincing 🌹

(TVD) Damon and Stephen - Elana Really... 🌼🌺

Incorrect Quotes.

Drabbles.

Oneshots.

Combos.

(911) Eddie Diaz & Evan Buckley-Something To Look At 🌹

Different Aus.

Headcanons.

NSFW/SFW Alphabet.

Tag.List

@sweetirilly @neteyamyawne @greekgods15 @laylasbunbunny

#random fandom x reader #random fandoms x reader #random fandom thoughts #fictional characters x reader #fictional crush x reader #fictional characters #tv show fanfiction #movie fanfiction #video games fanfiction #fanfic #anime x reader #game characters x reader #movie characters x reader #celebrity x reader #celebrities #series x reader

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zorosbeau33 · 7 days

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Morning Routine~ Shota Aizawa Headcanon

❖ BNHA/MHA, Aizawa x Gender Neutral reader

❖ Headcanon, maybe a series someday?, Fluff

❖ Tw: None

❖ wc: 600

❖ @kimnamshiks @d0uble0hd0nut ❖ Masterlist ❖

. ⋅˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ ⋅˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

I had to do this idea for my hubby Aizawa he truly deserves a vacation and free supply of high quality eye drops~

. ⋅˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ ⋅˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

A quaint and homey apartment is all he needs. Nothing big or fancy like Best Jeanist or Vampire homeroom teacher

The aesthetic of the apartment is very clear, upon moving in he (pushed by Mic) had you redesign the place how you like. Leaving only his necessities and some cute cat aesthetic things unchanged

So waking up would depend upon your schedules, if neither of you have work expect morning to be more like 11 am wake up time. With small bouts of him waking up to cuddle in or press kisses to your face or shoulder, five oclock stubble tickling your skin

Or to move your cats so he can cuddle all of you better

These days you will have to be the one to get up first, start the usual cup of black coffee for him and he will groan and get up to come find it and you

Softly touching your hips in a silent thanks as he moves to get his favorite mug from when Eri was little

If its a weekend with Eri staying with you all, he will grudgingly get up first so he can make his loved ones a simple but delicious breakfast.

He likes to share the joy with Eri of the toaster leaving a toasted cat face on the slices after you bought it jokingly for him

Its one of the rare times he takes you out somewhere noisy because he knows she will enjoy the time at the parks, water slides, fair, music festival, etc, especially with both her pseudo parents with her

The morning is filled with coffee, getting dressed and a leisurely drive as he takes you wherever he has planned for you all

If you do have work he is getting up first, making an entire pot of coffee for himself plus one cup for you in a hideous cat mug he picked out for you trying to be sweet

Once you join him in the land of the grudgingly conscious, expect grunts and him to lean on you as you get ready or eat beside him. Hes savoring your warm presence for a little bit longer

Will threaten to call out and spend the day in bed or on the couch with you and the cats

Would never actually though, even sick he will leave in the morning grumbling but happy he woke up to your face beside him

Likes to share the bathroom, helping you get ready by handing you things as he pretends to look busy or just drinks his coffee eyes half open

Adores the times you brush and style his hair, he falls back asleep standing or sitting

Asks you every time to help him pick out an outfit, yes all his uniforms are the same but he wants you to be the one to pick them out. Sitting on the bed watching you with halflidded gaze

This all ends when he packs you both into his car and drives you to your favorite place to grab breakfast on the fly, then to you job, and waits for his kiss goodbye. He doesn't ask just leans in and gazes lovingly and soft until you kiss him. If he is feeling stressed or worried, heres where you can tell the most as he kisses you back a bit more thoroughly than usual

Its small but it is how he reassures himself the day will go well

Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays he goes for a morning run/training bout (often with Hitoshi these days). Then showers and gets to work ending his morning routine

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chatterbox-73 · 1 year

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Twelve days of Smutcember 2022.

Day 9 - All wrapped up.

Shota Aizawa x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for Smutcember, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for Smutcember and if you want to see a character please let me know...

finally I think it’s important to note, I might be a person who celebrates Christmas, however I know not everyone does so I won’t/try not to mention or reference any particular festive holiday in these one shots, out of respect for everyone.

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

Summary: your vampire boss finally falls victim to his desires.

Word count: 838

CW: vampire AU, slight bondage, biting, blood, unprotected sex, riding.

You tapped on the door that leaded into the study of your boss, “come in” called the gruff voice of your boss, you walked into the room only to find your boss sitting at his large desk staring you down, “I have your meal” you said as you began to approach his desk. Your boss. Aizawa Shota. Was an aristocratic vampire, he has lived many centuries, the man had lived so long you had watched him begin to give up on life, “do you want to eat?” You asked as you placed the tray in front of him, Aizawa sat back in his chair and shook his head, “sir, you should eat something” you replied and placed the opened napkin on his lap, the man pulled the tray off his desk and watched as the food covered the floor, “clean this shit up” he sighed and leaned back in his chair.

You grumbled to yourself as you went to get a broom and shovel, you walked back into the office and went straight to cleaning up the mess, Aizawa watched your every move as you cleaned the mess he made, his felt on edge, his fingertips tinged, his stomach twisted into a knot, his heart raced, his head pounded, his teeth ached and his throat was hot and dry. It had been so very long since he had a taste of blood and even longer since the last time he’d touched a woman’s body, and here you were ripe for the picking, Aizawa cleared his throat and pulled his eyes off you, “I’m finished now… are you sure you’re not going to eat?” You asked and the man side eyed you, “alright fine” you huffed and began to leave the room only to have the door shut, you jumped and looked back at the man, his eyes glowed yellow and you saw the ribbons of blood start to appear from his body, one particularly thick ribbon came together and quickly wrapped around you, before pulling you towards the man.

Standing in front of Aizawa, you didn’t bother struggle as you’d learned it just made things worse, though compared to other vampires, both noble and common they tended to be quite ruthless on humans, “are you nervous?” He asked in a soft tone and you shook your head, you lied, you were terrified, “you’re lying… please don’t do that” he said and you nodded, “I’m really afraid…” you spoke and the man smiled, “will you kill me…?” You asked in a shaky voice and Aizawa shook his head, “no, but I’m quite hungry… I’d like to feed on you” he said as he pulled you closer, grabbing your wrist and holding it to his nose, the vampiric man breathed in your scent, he hummed before he licked your skin, you gasped and jumped this caused the man to pull you into him. Falling into Aizawa’s lap, your heart skipped a beat as his blood ribbons wrapped tighter around you, he pressed his face into your neck and he hummed, “I’m starved… please allow me you eat until I’m satisfied” he whispered against your skin, you nodded and tilted your head back, you weren’t too sure why you agreed so quickly but you’d heard when vampire’s drunk blood for someone their bites were able to aroused and even complete their ��victim’, you weren’t too sure how turned this was but you couldn’t see the harm in him taking some of your blood.

“Be gentle…” you said and closed your eyes, Aizawa laughed and grabbed a hold of the collar on your shirt before unbuttoning it, in a matter of moments the man stripped you of your clothes, you were about to cover your naked body with your hands only to have his ribbons wrapped tighter around your body to stop you, you felt Aizawa pulling your body tight to his, “I want to be in you… I want you to satisfy me deep in my loins” he said as he began to undo his pants, “may I…?” He asked and you nodded, Aizawa then lifted you on to his erect penis, you moaned at the feeling of him stretching you tightness. Aizawa groaned and grabbed your thighs tightly, moving you up and down, you felt yourself getting closer you to your limit, the way his hands gripped on to you tightly and his blood ribbons squeezed your body, it was all almost too much for you.

The man desperately lick your skin before sinking his shape fangs, both your bodies stiffened in before you heard Aizawa gulping down your blood, this instantly threw you over the edge, moaned out at the feeling of his body pleasing you and his throat greedily drinking your blood, the man continued to seek his own pleasure, it’d be a long night, you were now the vampire’s prey, his toy and you were going to act as such… “my little toy… All wrapped up.” Aizawa hummed against you neck before sinking his teeth in deeper.

Day 8: Holidays together - Erwin Smith

Day 10: Meaningful Gift - Shigura Sohma

Smutcember Masterlist.

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #aizawa shouta #aizawa x reader #aizawa x reader smut #Shota aizawa x reader smut #mha aizawa #bnha aizawa #mha smut #bnha smut

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kleem-o · 10 months

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BNHA

Bakugou Katsuki:

Dragon hybrid!Bakugou pt2 pt3 pt4

Sleepovers: Boyfriend!Bakugou x reader

Werewolf!Bakugou introduction pt2

Todoroki Shoto:

Yandere vampire!Shoto x reader pt2

Dabi / Todoroki Touya:

Brahms!Dabi x reader

Midoriya Izuku:

Baby!Deku’s first appearance

Life with Toddler!Deku

Shigaraki Tomura/Shimura Tenko:

Platonic: Adopting baby!Tenko

Platonic: Nightmares: baby!Tenko

Platonic: iPad kid!Tenko

Platonic Yandere!Tenko x Mommy!Reader

Platonic yandere son!Tenko x Mommy!reader x Boyfriend!Toshi

Platonic yandere son!Tenko vs Boyfriend!Toshi

Enrolled in UA: Platonic Yandere son!Tenko x mommy!reader

Broken Ties: Platonic yandere Tenko x reader x Yandere boyfriend!All Might

Toshinori Yagi/All Might:

Platonic yandere son!Tenko x Mommy!reader x Boyfriend!Toshi

Platonic yandere son!Tenko vs Boyfriend!Toshi

Caught in the act

Aizawa Shota/Eraserhead:

Sulking: Boyfriend!Aizawa x reader

#pls dont mind me #bnha masterlist #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #x reader

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overworkedblorbobattle · 9 months

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The full list of characters in the Bracket!

The full list of characters who made it into the tournament are listed under the readmore.

Ada Paige- Rhythm Doctor

Adam Parrish- The Raven Cycle

Adora- She-Ra

Aki Hayakawa- Chainsaw man

Alfred Pennyworth- Batman

Almond Cookie - Cookie Run

Angela- Lobotomy Corporation

Anthy Himemiya- Revolutionary Girl Utena

Arthur Lester- Malevolent

Aymeric De Borel- Final Fantasy

Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce- MASH

Bucky Barnes- Marvel

Buffy Summers- Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Burgerpants- Undertale

Carmen Sandiego- Carmen Sandiego

Carol Hathaway- ER

Charlie Magne Morningstar- Hazbin hotel

Chip Revvington- Toontown: Corporate Clash

Cliopher "Kip" Mdang- The Hands of the Emperor

Commander Peepers- Wander Over Yonder

Dana Scully- The X Files

Danny Fenton- Danny Phantom

David Jacobs- Newsies

DC/GOV- Welcome to the table

Dean Winchester- Supernatural

Dick Gumshoe- Ace attorney

Doppo Kannonzaka- Hypnosis Mic

Dot Campbell- The Wilds

Dr Charlotte Dubois- Falsettos

Emma Perkins- The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals

Five Pebbles- Rain World

Ford Pines- Gravity Falls

Fu Hua- Honkai Impact 3rd

George Karim/Cubbins - Lockwood and Co

Gilgamesh "Gil" Wulfenbach- Girl Genius

Gordon Michael Schwinn- A New Brain

Gregor Samsa- The Metamorphosis

Guillermo de la Cruz- What We Do In The Shadows

Harrowhark Nonagesimus- The Locked Tomb

Hera- Wolf 359

Homura Akemi- Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Hunter- The Owl House

Isabelle - Animal Crossing

Izzy Hands- Our Flag Means Death

Jaehee Kang- Mystic Messenger

Jafar- Twisted

Jamil Viper- Twisted Wonderland

Jean Gunnhildr - Genshin Impact

Jeremie Belpois- Code Lyoko

Jess Jordan- Succession

Jonathan Harker- Dracula

Jonathan Sims- The Magnus Archives

Jotaro Kujo- Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure

Keito Hasumi- Ensemble Stars!

Kento Nanami- Jujutsu Kaisen

Kevin Kandy- Spooky Month

Kim Dokja- Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

Kim Kitsuragi- Disco Elysium

Kiyotaka Ishimaru- Danganronpa

Kunikida Doppo- Bungo Stray Dogs

Kurapika- Hunter x Hunter

Kusuo Saiki - The disastrous life of saiki k

Laerryn Coramar Seelie- Critical Role

Lamplighter/plight- OneShot

Larry- Pokemon

Larry Needlemeyer - The Amazing World of Gumball

Ling Wen- Tian Guan Ci Fu (Heaven Official’s Blessing)

Link- The Legend of Zelda

Lisa Cuddy- House M.D

Lisa Wilbourn- Worm

Logainne Schwartzandgrubenierre- The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee

Loid Forger/Twilight- Spy x Family

Lucifer- Obey Me!

Lucretia- The Adventure Zone

Luisa Madrigal- Encanto

Maedhros Feanorian- The Silmarillion

Mafuyu Asahina- Project Sekai/Colorful Stage

Marinette Dupain-Cheng- Miraculous Ladybug

Marsh- Mistborn

Matthew Venn- The Long Call

Merlin- BBC Merlin

Miles O’Brien- Star Trek

Miss Pauling- Team Fortress 2

MK- Lego Monkie Kid

Molly Blyndeff- Epithet Erased

Mrs Doyle- Father ted

Munkustrap- Cats 1998

Nicholas Benedict- The Mysterious Benedict Society

Nishida- Yakuza

Obi-Wan Kenobi- Star Wars

Olruggio- Witch Hat Atelier

Pandemonica- Helltaker

Parsley Botch- Smile for Me

Peppino Spaghetti- Pizza Tower

Percy Jackson- Percy Jackson

Peregrine Mendicant- Homestuck

Ponder Stibbons- Discworld

Raphael Walt/Sirius Dieke- My Next Life as a Villainess

Ratchet- Transformers

Reagan Ridley- Inside Job

Reim Lunettes- Pandora Hearts

Retsuko- Aggretsuko

Riza Hawkeye- Fullmetal Alchemist

Robin- Smash Legends

Rory Williams- Doctor Who

Ryotaro Dojima - Persona

Sara Chidouin- Your Turn To Die

SecUnit- The Murderbot Diaries

Shang Qinghua - Scum Villain's Self-Saving System

Shota Aizawa- My Hero Academia

Sips- Fool’s Gold

Squidward Tentacles- Spongebob Squarepants

Stanley- The Stanley Parable

Steven Alen Starphase- Blood Blockade Battlefront/Kekkai Sensen

Steven Universe- Steven Universe

Super Mario Bros.- Mario Series

Susan Taxpayer- Susan Taxpayer

The Cabbage Merchant- Avatar the Last Airbender

The Captain- BBC Ghosts

The Elsen- Off

The Manager- The Hotel Podcast

Touta Matsuda- Death Note

Trafalgar Law- One Piece

Twilight Sparkle- My Little Pony

Vera Oberlin- Monster Prom

Walter Pensive- Hello from the Hallowoods

Will Graham- Hannibal

William T Spears- Black Butler

#round 1 #tournament brackets #tournament bracket #tournament #tournaments #overworked blorbo battle

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apollodarling-writes · 2 years

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Vampire Quirk! Reader || BNHA x you

plot: the reader has a vampirism Quirk that they hide from everyone because they are afraid of being hurt. the reader doesn't let anyone get close to them until Aizawa convinces them to make friends. the reader befriends the dekusquad and reveals their quirk; hurt/comfort

tws: blood, bullying, murder, slight angst

DO NOT COPY MY WORK!! THIS IS ORIGINAL. IF YOU SEE SOMEONE TAKING THIS AS THEIR OWN, LET ME KNOW IMMEDIATELY.

Your first memory after being reincarnated was being covered in blood. You weren't a very lucky person in your last life, so naturally, it would transfer over to this one. Your parents in this life were caught up in some shady shit and because of that, it nearly killed you. It was at that time you received your Quirk.

One moment you were watching television with your family, and the next you were a murderer. It was shocking, to say the least. You didn't remember what happened. According to the autopsy, the blood of one man had crystalized and blocked the arteries in his body, leading to his death, the second was boiled alive, and the last was a mystery. The reports said that he was found impaled in several places and that you, a six-year-old, were found drenched in the substance and had consumed some of it.

It was shortly after that you realized that you had been reincarnated into BNHA. Aizawa Shota, aka Pro-Hero Eraserhead, was deemed your legal guardian and had trained you to become a Hero. You aced the entrance exam, thanks to the vials of blood you kept on your person, and landed yourself in Class 1-A. In fact, today was the first day of your second year.

"Oi, problem child." Aizawa's voice calls just before you leave for lunch, "You need to make friends. You can't be alone for the rest of your life."

"But-"

"Don't give me the 'what if I hurt them' shit. You've got a good grasp of your Quirk. Go make some damn friends." The man grumbles, clearly concerned about you.

You reluctantly nodded. You kept how your Quirk operated a secret from your classmates, afraid of rejection and opening yourself up to being hurt. It's happened too many times in the past. You were bullied all throughout elementary and middle school because of your deceased family members and the Quirk you received. None of that was your fault but the words still stung.

Those words embedded themselves in your mind and built walls around your heart. After years of hearing it, you grew to believe those same words. You refused to talk to anyone outside of Aizawa and the few Heroes he was friends with. You never allowed anyone to get close to you. It was better that way... or so you thought.

When you mustered up the courage to sit with Midoriya a few weeks later, he was nothing short of kind to you. It was the same with Iida, Uraraka, and Todoroki. In fact, you grew closer to them over the next few months. It took some time to build up trust and find the courage to get over the fears of your Quirk, so when you finally took that leap, you were terribly afraid.

You were afraid of being shut out again. Afraid of being hurt again. Afraid of being rejected and having to build those walls back up. Nevertheless, you still did it.

"Do you guys... want to know how my Quirk operates?" Were the words you mumbled.

"[L-Last Name]-san, are you sure? You don't have to feel-"

"I'm sure." No, I'm not.

The table is silent for a few moments, giving you time to gather your thoughts.

"My Quirk is called... Vampire."

You take a deep breath, forcing your eyes down as you begin to explain. "I'm able to manipulate blood in its entirety. I can heat it up, chill it, sharpen it, harden it, and crystalize it. I'm able to move it around and form certain shapes. However, I'm only able to do this after I ingest blood. I carry a few vials of blood with me everywhere I go for that reason."

After you finish, you begin to fidget with your fingers. Your friends remained silent for a few moments, though it felt like hours to you. You knew what was going through their heads.

"I'm sorry, I need to use the bathroom." You stand suddenly, throwing out your lunch and making your way to the restroom. Slamming the stall door closed, you slide down the wall and cover your mouth with the back of your hand.

I'm so fucking stupid. Just because they aim to be heroes, why would they be any different?

Tears fill your lashline and spill over, carving a trail down your cheeks. The ache in your chest is back and you wanted it gone; You decided you'll just avoid them until you can patch yourself up again... and that's exactly what you did.

They tried texting and calling, but you never answered. You didn't even look at their messages.

They tried to catch you at school, but you always managed to get away somehow.

They tried to have someone else talk to you, but you managed to avoid them too. You didn't even look at them anymore. You just caved back in on yourself. You were so afraid of rejection that you didn't realize they meant well.

It was a few weeks later that they managed to corner you. You were already home from school and Aizawa said he'd be coming home late as he had some tests to grade. You didn't think he'd bring company.

"Oi, problem child. Come downstairs." Aizawa calls from the bottom of the stairwell. Heaving a sigh, you trudge down the steps, playing (mobile game). When you look up, all color leaves your face.

"W-What are you guys doing here?

Standing before you was none other than Midoriya, Todoroki, Iida, and Uraraka. They looked... pained.

This is getting ridiculous. I'm avoiding them for a reason.

"[Last Name]-san, can we talk?"

"Oi, don't give them a choice," Aizawa grumbles, turning to you. "You are gonna sit and talk whatever the hell happened out. You're not leaving this room until then."

With that, Aizawa leaves the room. You hesitantly take a seat opposite the four, wringing your fingers nervously as you direct your gaze to the floor.

"[Last Name]... why aren't you talking to us?" Uraraka's voice is shaky as she speaks. "D-Did we do something wrong?"

You remain silent for a moment, then whisper, "Why are you here?"

"W-What do you mean? We want to-"

"Are you here to get on my good side? If you are, you can just leave."

"[Last Name], what are you talking about?" Midoriya asks quietly. You notice the tears in his eyes when you direct your attention to him.

"I get it, I have a Villain's Quirk for fuck's sake. Terrifying isn't it? You guys don't have to worry about me hurting you because I'm not gonna repeat the past... So just fucking leave me alone. I'll be a hero and we'll go our separate ways after school. Just forget I even told you anything." You abruptly stand, making for the door.

"[Last Name]. You don't have a villain's Quirk." Todoroki says firmly. "There's no such thing as a 'Hero Quirk' or a 'Villain Quirk'. Your Quirk doesn't define you as a person and we never thought otherwise."

"Bullshit. If that were true, then why the fuck were you guys so fucking quiet when I told you."

"Because we thought it was cool! You have an amazing Quirk, [Last Name]!" Uraraka shouts, tears filling her eyes as well.

"It's not, Uraraka! I've had to hide this shit from everyone because it's a fucking curse! I've fucking murdered people!" Your voice booms, angry tears rolling down your cheeks.

"You were protecting yourself, [Last Name]-san!" Iida finally speaks up.

"Aizawa told us about the report. Your family was murdered and your Quirk manifested to protect you. Why can't you see how amazing your Quirk is?" Todoroki steps forward. "Why would we leave you because you protected yourself, [Last Name]?"

"Because that's what everyone does! Everyone has left me because of it! It's a fucking curse and I... I..." An ugly sob erupts from your throat, knees sinking to the floor. "I can't let myself be hurt again. Please, just leave me alone."

Silence ensues once more. Various sniffles and shuddering breaths are heard before you feel arms wrap around you. Then someone else, and someone else, until all four have their arms around you. The action causes you to cry harder, struggling to free yourself.

"Stop, please. I cant... You'll just hurt me again. I-"

"[Last Name], we aren't going anywhere. I'm so sorry that you had to go through that. It wasn't fair at all, but we're your friends. We care about you so much. Please let us be here for you..." Midoriya cries. The five of you stay like that for a while before three bodies leave your side, settling on the couch. You feel someone shift in front of you, lifting your chin with two fingers. Todoroki's eyes meet yours, tears budding at his lashline.

"I love you, [Name]. I love you so much it hurts." His voice cracks, fading into a whisper. "I... Let me help you. Please."

Todoroki pushes your head against his chest, holding you close as quiet sobs rack through his body. He presses a kiss to the crown of your head, then rests his face in the crook of your neck, mumbling a string of pleas. Latching onto him, you mumble, "Okay."

The other three in the room immediately embrace you again, holding you tightly, afraid you'd close yourself off again if they didn't.

Just outside the door, a proud father smiles, pushing himself off of the wall, and heads to the kitchen to make some coffee and order dinner...

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