Smau With The Girls Finding It Very Amusing That The Reader Plays The Banjo

Hi!! What are some of your hcs for Izuku with a flirty classmate? Like, how would he react? Would he even realize that they're flirting with him?

omg izuku with a flirty!classmate!reader??!

i feel like he’d be SUPER flustered of course, but at first he’d just constantly convince himself he was interpreting your words wrong or jumping to crazy conclusions

then if you kept flirting with him he would start to think that maybe it was a joke? he’d heard you jokingly flirt with some of your other classmates too, so it was probably just a part of your personality, obviously nothing to do with him specifically!!

it would probably be kind of (super) frustrating that izuku didn’t seem to pick up on the sincerity of your flirting, i mean yeah it was something you did with a few of your close friends, but everybody else in the class could tell the way you flirted with him was genuine!

all the while izuku was slowly coming to the conclusion/opening his mind to the fact that you might just… actually have romantic feelings for him??

definitely lost sleep mumbling to himself in his room about all the different possibilities of your intentions that weren’t what you were actually doing (showing your genuine feelings for him through flirting)

he’s the type of guy to way the pros and cons before doing literally anything (me too, what can i say!)

and it’s not that he didn’t want you to like-like him like that, he felt the same way!! but it just still seemed impossible to him that you could truly have feelings for him.

it’d probably come to a point where you were flirting one day, he was blushing and looking away and you just burst out with an I LIKE YOU IDIOT!

a very sweet, adorable idiot that you have real romantic feelings for, but an idiot none the less..

overall, he would realise - he is very perceptive! - but he wouldn’t realise that your flirting wasn’t a joke, or a misinterpretation on his part, and in fact was you showing your true, genuine romantic interest in him. he would probably come to this conclusion on his own but i feel like it would take a lotttt of rationalisation (him thinking no one could be romantically interested in him) before he could fully accept it, and then talk to you about it UNLESS of course you used a more direct approach. (telling him you like him, right to his face, with irrefutable language) .

man he’s so cute UGH <3

happy birthday shoto ilysm GOMNA CRU

i feel drunk on the scenarios i’ve been imagining of me and him rn like argrghhhhb he’s my bf and i love him

resisting the urge to cringe at myself but like.. it’s his birthday! and he’s the sweetest, cutest, most handsome boy ever and um ilove him

Not sure if you write ships or if you're still active, but here's an angsty TogaChako idea: Toga performing CPR on Ochako to restart her heart

YES I LOVE THIS!! ahhh togachako how i miss you, how i love you

i hope i executed it how you wanted <3 this got away from me a little bit, it might just be rambling AHH

cw blood, sad stuff (it’s tgck ofc), cpr grief and major character death

•••

Wake up.

Please wake up.

All Himiko Toga had ever wanted was a world in which she was accepted and loved, a world where she wasn’t hated and feared.

For as long as she could remember her parents would say that she was born cursed, in-human, but really Himiko was born so full of love that it hurt. It ached deep within her bones, coursed through her veins, pulsed in her teeth.

When she saw something that she loved, she wanted to hold it, to feel it, to be it so badly. She wanted to sink her teeth into it, drink its beautiful blood and be one with it. Because that’s what love meant to Himiko Toga.

But that’s not what love meant to society. That’s not what was ‘normal’ for them. So she was cast aside. Painted as a disgusting monster, a freak, a sub-human vampiric psychopath.

When she joined the League of Villains, she finally felt like she was somewhere she belonged, with people that accepted her. But one by one the people that she held most dear to her heart disappeared: murdered, slaughtered, taken from her.

So many losses change a person, a young girl at that. Big sis Magne was gone. Twice- Jin. Gone. Kurogiri, Compress, Spinner. She had no idea where they were, if they were alive or not.

Tomura wasn’t the same, he wasn’t the person who told her to live how she wanted to. Touya was burning up, his seemingly so strong life force that helped her keep going, fading into ashes as she watched from afar.

Her fight with Ochako had been so painful, physically and emotionally. But… In all of her life she had never felt so.. Loved. Ochako didn’t say it directly, but as she screamed Himikos name into the cold air, telling her that she was envious of beautiful smile, as she held Himiko in her arms and whispered, words only meant for her to hear. As she promised to give her as much blood as she needed, as she called her the cutest girl in the whole world.

She felt it. Love, reciprocated.

Himiko wanted a society that accepted her. She fought so hard for that world, a world where her love wasn’t returned with hatred. But somewhere along the way she began to hate back. Her intentions, once filled with love, became a desire to destroy.

But Ochako broke through that. Ochako touched that sadness, that pain and hatred inside of her heart, and when she did it was like it all floated away. She felt light. She felt loved.

But now, because of her, because she fought so hard to talk to Himiko, Ochako was dying. Himiko knew that if Ochako lived, she would have to put Himiko in jail for her crimes. Because that’s who she was. But Himiko couldn’t let that happen. Even so, right now, all she really wanted was for Ochako to live.

A world without Ochako was an unbearable thought.

But she could do something about it. The decision was so quick, she didn’t mull it over for even a second before she began to drag her syringes over to Ochakos heaving body.

But. When she got there, Ochako was still. Himiko dropped to her knees, hands running over Ochakos soft, blood-covered face, down to the deep gash in her side.

No. Not like this.

A world without Ochako? No. That can’t happen.

I wont let it.

With tears rolling down her cheeks, Himiko placed her hand over Ochakos bloodied chest, over her still heart. And she pressed down. Up, down.

Wake up.

Wake up, Ochako-chan.

Please.

I can’t let you die.

I won’t.

Himiko didn’t know all that much about CPR, never thinking she’d need to revive anybody. But even with limited knowledge and shaky hands she pumped Ochako’s heart for her, as if her body just knew what to do.

Maybe if i’d felt the love Ochako showed me sooner, I would’ve longed to give my own blood to other instead of just taking theirs.

Maybe in another life, me and Ochako-chan met as kids.

Maybe in another life I could’ve worked to save lives instead of take and ruin them.

Maybe in another life I could’ve been a Hero and not a Villain.

A screamed ripped itself from her throat and she began to pound of Ochakos so still, too still chest. Her thoughts became spoken words, screams into the cold battlefield.

Wake up.

Please wake up.

A beat. And then another. A flutter of eyelashes, a whisper of breath. Himiko moved before she could think, drinking Ochakos blood from her hands, placing the syringe from her arm to the arm of her beloved.

As the pain of overusing her quirk shot through her, Himiko let her blood, a copy of Ochako’s own flow into the weak girl, warming her cold insides. She was barely conscious, but she was alive. Himiko sobbed in relief, even as she began to feel her own heartbeat weaken, her body becoming achy and cold.

Curling up next the girl she loved, her face buried in her neck, their shared blood connecting them, their bodies intertwined, Himiko smiled.

Here, right here with Ochako, Himiko felt completly normal. She was helping the one she loved. The one who had accepted her, held her and called her smile beautiful.

Himiko died happy and loved. Ochako lived because of her sacrifice.

All Himiko Toga wanted was a world in which she felt accepted and loved. In her short lifetime, she fought so hard for that, in the only way she knew how. When Ochako woke up without Himiko by her side, all consuming grief covered her, like a dark, smothering blanket. But that wasn’t what Himiko sacrificed her life for.

Ochako would always carry that grief, that sorrow and pain with her. But with that hurt, combined with the pure and true love she had for that beautiful girl, she moved forwards, with the sole goal of making the world a better, easier place to live in for other people like her Himiko.

i love them i love them i can’t right now because i love them. just edited them aswell omfgg 😭😭😭🤧🤧💞💞💞

Tears

i saw ur post about shoto smau request and girl…..same here! There’s not enough about my man 😔

here I am with my little request tho lol, basically just like Shoto has a super duper sweet girlfriend who’s always trying to do things for him and he’s so not used to it (given his childhood) like bringing him sweets and checking up on his feelings, and he is so shy to it so he just starts to spoil her endlessly like she does for him <3

this is so sweet i dropped dead and forgot to post this. I HOPE YOU STILL SEE THIS IM SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG !! 💞💞

cw just fluff really, a little bit of shoto being upset but we’re here to comfort him <3

also little note : i don’t know wether to have shoto write in auto-cap, he probably would butttt i feel like he would start to copy the way you text so i did that here!

boop! :D

boop! :3

I have been saving this since last year. Happy Earth Day everyone.

can you make an smau that has bakugo in it? i really like the way you wrote him in your shoto smau :)) <3

yes!! i’m actually currently working on a smau request that has a few characters, including bakugo!! stay tuned 💞💞

pointless love.

touya todoroki x reader

cw angst no comfort !

“Leaving without saying goodbye is cruel, you know.”

Even without turning around Touya can picture the expression on your face. He can hear the beginnings of tears choking up your voice, tears he knew you’d refuse to let fall. His wretched heart clenches, the pain is searing, a burning he knows all too well. His aching body screams at him to turn around, back into your healing arms, to curl into your comforting embrace and cry till his eyes are dried up.

But the bitter, burning rage in his mind, in his bones, in his very soul keeps his feet planted. He doesn’t turn, and he doesn’t look back.

Your heart beats wildly inside of you. You want desperately to run towards him, hold him and never let him go. You won’t. You're far too stubborn. Even though it feels like you can’t breathe, your head pounding because it knows that you cannot keep him here, even if you try.

You know Touya. You knew this day would come. The day when his bitter hate overpowered what little love he had for you. It was always going to happen. Inevitable. It didn’t stop you from kindling the fire of your love, even though it would never burn bright enough to prevail over his anguish.

Was it childish to hang onto that flickering flame? Most certainly. Pointless? Futile? Likely. But as you grew older, without him, you began to doubt that. Your love had meant something. To both of you.

But here, in this moment? As you watched him walk away without a word, without a glance back? Everything felt pointless. You wished you had never met him. You wished you had never fallen in love. You cursed yourself for stoking the fire, for letting yourself care for him when you knew better. You cursed him for walking away without even a word or glance. You cursed him for entertaining your senseless feelings, for playing along until he had enough.

Pointless. Stupid, childish, pointless love.

•••

touya cried as he walked away, but you’ll never know that!!

i was listening to the last part of paul by big theif UGH it’s so touya and you together after he escapes the facility to when he leaves and becomes dabi.

“i couldn’t stay, i’d only bring you pain.”

DAMN

“and i’ve been burning for you baby since the minute i left.”

WELL FUCK ADRIANNE THANKS

oh, to fly with you again