Is It A Bird?

Happy 2021, everybody!!

Out of curiosity, would anyone like me to edit/give feedback to any of their fics?

When someone in your class has an annoying personality that gets on your nerves so bad, but on the outside you play it cool and on the inside you’re just like:

MeliNeji Week Day 1

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Heh heh... I think I’m a bit late with day one (nevermind the other days), but I will do this!

So anyways, hope you all enjoy!

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Day 1 - New Year’s Eve

It was the day Nejire had waited for; butterflies fluttered around in her stomach, and she didn’t know if she was feeling fear or excitement.

Her crush, Melissa, the next David Sheild, told her that fear and excitement are the same thing, only ececpt fear makes one uneasy and think irrationally, while excitement makes one happy and think rationally. Nejire tried to stop thinking, this was too much for her brain.

Not the explanation, but Melissa.

She couldn’t get her out of her head. What would she say if she told her that she liked her? Intelligent girls such as Melissa know better than to commit to a relationship with someone like Nejire, only except, her fellow insecurity insured her that.

But the only way to find out what happens would be to tell her tonight - tonight at the New Year’s Eve party.

“You okay, Nejire?”

Nejire perked up and nodded, “don’t worry about me, Tamaki,” she put her usual, eccentric smile on, “I’m just really excited!”

“Do you think Melissa’s going to be there?” Mirio joined in the conversation.

“I hope so,” began Tamaki, “I like her a lot. She likes animals just as much as I do.”

“She’s David Shield’s daughter, after all, she has to know everything,” the taxi they were settled in slowed to a stop.

“Your destination,” smiled the taxi driver, “have fun at the party, kids.”

They paid the man, then turned to face the building, which at this point was exploding with lights and loud noise. Tamaki turned his back to it.

“I regret coming here,” he pouted.

“Aw, c’mon, Tamaki! Remember Melissa?” Nejire smiled encouragingly at her friend.

“You guys came!”

Nejire turned back around to be bombarded with a bone-breaking hug.

“M-Melissa!” She hugged her back warmly, remember, you need to confess. Just get it done and other with.

“It’s so great to see you!” Mirio hugged her too.

“Same goes for all of you! For a minute, I thought you all weren’t coming.”

“W-we’d n-never ditch you,” squeaked Tamaki, also getting a hug.

“Aw, you guys are so sweet!” Nejire’s organs did backflips in reaction to Melissa’s lush smile. “Anyways, come on in!” Melissa guided the three to the entrance.

“Let’s have some fun.”

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@melinejiweek

What is everyone’s favorite BNHA ship?

Same...

I hate having writer's block.

{Warning: harsh words that may be sensitive to viewers}

When someone says your OTP is stupid and pointless.

Newly Brewed Tea and a Morning City View — TodoMomo

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This has been in my drafts for a really long time, so take it.

And just a warning: it’s cringy.

Anyways, hope you all enjoy, and I love you all!

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The left side of the early morning sky was a dark lavender shade; the temperature cold and bitter, but the right side showed a baby blue that was easy on the eyes, and the feeled temperature that was gradually getting warmer by the half-hour. Yao-momo watched the usual morning doves soar gracefully in the sky that reminded her of her other half. The one that was still fast asleep back inside. After two long weeks of hard, non-stop hero work, the two could finally get the sweet relaxation they both well-deserved.

She sipped her tea thoughtfully, the boiled water warming her up from the inside out almost instantly. She gazed upon the view of her apartment balcony, located on the thirteenth floor. The town - regardless that it was 6:30 in the morning - was just beginning to buzz with its usual life and energy. A few cars began appearing on the road and driving to wherever the errand-runners and work-women needed to be, and the lights of small corner stores and pharmacies were starting to be switched on; preparing for their day of demanding customers.

Yao-momo yawned and stretched out her legs, tugging her knitted, vanilla sweater over her shoulders and stood up - empty teacup in hand. Even though it was her first day to finally relax and take it easy, she always made a schedule. And that schedule had started right now.

Yao-momo went back inside, put the kettle on boil, picked a tea bag at random and set it down in her cup.

“Good morning.”

Yao-momo quickly glanced behind her. “Oh, good morning, Shoto.”

Yao-momo heard the scraping of a chair, and assumed Shoto had dragged himself to the kitchen table tiredly.

“Why’re you up so early?” Shoto asked, his morning-voice deep and rough. 

Ding.

Yao-momo turned back around and took another teacup from the cupboard, then poured the boiling water into both of them and dipped the tea bags in and out of the hot water to let the herbs seep in.

“I found it hard to sleep, so I got up and made myself some tea.” Yao-momo explained, turning around with two full cups of tea in each hand and sat across from Shoto, placing his cup in front of him, along with a tender kiss on his head.

“Why did you get out of bed?” Asked Yao-momo in return, but Shoto had already nestled his head on his arms - dozed off. Yao-momo turned to look out the kitchen window; apricot sunshine was now peeking out of little-fall clouds, officially starting the day for many. Yao-momo gingerly took a sip of her tea, but winced as she took a rather big one and burned her tongue. She threatened to spit it out, but resisted and swallowed it with - quite literally - hot pain sinking down inside her chest.

She looked back at Shoto; his breathing done in long, heavy sighs. Yao-momo began to worry that he would accidentally fall on the floor thinking that he was in bed, but shook her worries away with a literal shake of her head. He wasn’t stupid, after all. There would always be that thought that reminded him that he wasn’t in his bed lingering in the back of his mind - just like sleeping on an airplane.

Yao-momo sighed and stood, then walked towards the window, getting a better view for herself. The streets below her were now packed with ant-sized people bustling together to form a thick crowd. She remembered being a part of that crowd just a week ago, patrolling the streets like the hero she trained to be. Shoto had been patrolling in a different part of the town.

But wherever they were, they both worked equally hard, and it was safe to say that one of them was extremely exhausted - no doubt.

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The prompts for DekuShield Week are here!

October 25th: First Kiss

October 26th: Role Swap AU

October 27th: His/Her Heartbeat

October 28th: Injuries

October 29th: Family

October 30th: Crossover

October 31st: Free Day/Halloween

DekuShield Week begins October 25!

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