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Just wondering.... I kept this pfp and stuff for a long time....

Man I honestly hate the stories with "x reader" because they don't specify what gender of the reader are they making about 😭😭

Did a 3 artists 1 pallette challenge with some friends!!

No joke... my Arcane fanfics have been going so well! Is it because of the new season? I might started writing reader x Isha! (Platonic! I swear, I ain't no pedo type shit) but I'm not exactly sure for the prompt so if any of you have an idea, don't be shy to tell me in my inbox!!

Could you do Jinx x male reader where Jinx is running from enforcers and runs into reader who helps her out?

A Little Help

Jinx x Male!Reader Summary: Jinx runs away from Enforcers and has a little help from a cute boy.

★☽A/N: Absolutely! It's a little bit short but it's probably still as enjoyable as most of my writing!

Contents: FLUFF

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“Haha! I’m so fucked!” Jinx laughed to herself as she ran as fast as she could away from the Enforcers. The two Enforcers that were chasing her were old and fat, no match to her better physique. She continued to run into a busy crowd to cut the Enforcers from her tail which was successful. She took a breather in the middle of the busy street. She was glad they were fat and slow. 

With a sigh, she walked with the crowd’s direction, unaware of other Enforcers seeking her. She was tired, she was ready to go back home and work on some inventions. Just for a few more miles, she would already be back at her place. She wondered what she would eat later. Perhaps buying food from the street? She took a look at all the street food on her left and right.

Suddenly she felt uncomfortable, like a piercing glare was burning her from behind. She quickly turned around and saw a tall Enforcer. It wasn’t the same pair from earlier, it was at least three Enforcers! All of them were much better fit, which gave her a slight disadvantage.

With a curse under her breath, she quickly picked up her pace and started to sprint. Soon, she started to run as she felt the Enforcers caught their eyes on her, recognizing her. She actually took a lot of effort to get rid of them off her tail but no matter how much she ran, or how much she turned left and right, they always managed to find her. This was turning bad, she felt panicked.

As a last resort, she turned into a street that she never went to. She may have lived in Zaun for a long time, but she hasn’t been there. It looked more shady than the other streets. The Enforcers were still on her tail, so she kept the same pace. She ran a bit too fast and bumped into multiple people.

She was so close to the end of the street until she bumped into a male figure. She was about to fall backwards when the figure held her to prevent her fall. She looked up to see pretty eyes, staring at her. They were mesmerizing. She was about to zone out when she heard the yells of the Enforcers.

As another last resort, she quickly grabbed the male by the shoulders. “Help me hide!” She pleaded. The boy was confused, his head slightly tilted. He was quite confused why she needed his help. He then realized when he saw the Enforcer inching closer. Thinking of all kinds of ways to hide her, he decided to be quick with a certain idea.

Swiftly, he gently grabbed her waist and turned her around. Noticing her very noticeable hair, he grabbed it and made a quick bun. The Enforcers may be close, but they couldn’t see what he was doing. Then, he bent down, his face inches away from hers. She quickly blushed at how close he was to her. She was skeptical of what he was doing. She was about to knock him off but didn’t when she saw the Enforcers close by. She allowed herself to be held by him.

She felt a bit flushed. He was holding her so gently. He was gentle with her, like she was a delicate flower. He didn’t look at her though, he continued to watch the Enforcers go by without notice. She was glad he was quick with his idea, despite how skeptical she was at first.

Once the Enforcers were out of sight, he let go of her. She couldn't help but miss the warmth his hands brought. She wanted to say thank you, but was a bit embarrassed to. He noticed her embarrassed look and just nodded, a soft smile across his face.

“You're welcome” was what he said before walking away from her. From that day forward, she found a new toy to be obsessed with.

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Excuse me, permission to pass by?

Ok

Maybe Shigaraki with a sweet yet kind s/o who is a villain, has a flower quirk (her power is to control plants and flowers), loves dogs, is extrovert, optimistic, has a softcore aesthetic. They have known each other for 10 years now. If there was a list of "Villains that look like heroes" S/O would be in first place 😅. (Ofcoursesheactssweetlyonlytothosesheconsidersspecial.) S/O is also affectionate.

She was also victim of human trafficking and sexual abuse, s/o has indirectly told Tomura about this. (You can skip this part if it makes you uncomfortable).

(In case you need height, S/O is 1.60)

Total Opposites

Tomura Shigaraki x Female!Reader Summary: After a member joined the League, the cold and stoic leader somehow became soft? The other members when they first joined experienced a cold shoulder and had to gain his trust.. But the new member? She was welcomed with open arms! What is going on?

★☽A/N: OK THIS IS SOOOO CUTE!! Personally, I’m a bit in between when it comes to deciding whether or not Shigaraki’s good looking soo… no comment! Hehe :p

Contents: FLUFF - Mentions of human-trafficking and sexual abuse. Quirk: Flora The user has the ability to control anything nature-based. Their Quirk allows the user to grow their own plants, like vines and flowers. The Quirk also allows the user to change the properties of a plant and tailor it to their favor (e.x a poisonous trait of a flower is then transferred to a harmless flower, causing the harmless flower to be poisonous).

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The league was growing by each passing moment, more powerful and stronger by each member who joined the organization. The leader, Tomura Shigaraki, slowly rose to power with many allies under his lead. Everyone saw him as a cold yet generous leader, despite his constant cold shoulder.

The only people who are allowed his kindness and understanding was the main League. His kindness is often shown towards them by his actions rather than his words (which are quite harsh!) But what they didn’t expect to happen was their leader to go all soft on a new member?!

It was a young woman, perhaps in her early twenties, who was added to the main league immediately by Giran. It was a bold choice of the recruiter to have recruited such a person. When they first met her, she was just a bundle of joy which made them think ‘what was Giran thinking?!’

The woman later introduced herself as Y/N L/N and explained briefly her backstory. She was sick of how people treated others “inferior” and after an accident that Giran saved her from 10 years ago, she had been a solo villain until now. It got their interest but they knew better than to ask for more information than what was given.

Weeks went by and they found… changes with Shigaraki. He would often accompany Y/N in everything the league did. When it came to planning, Shigaraki was sitting right beside Y/N as if there’s nothing wrong. Another change they discovered was the sudden greenery around the base. They knew it was Y/N’s work because of how well-taken care of (let’s be honest, none of the league would be taking care of the plants except Kurogiri and Y/N herself). There was a need that they didn’t know was needed.

But why the sudden greenery?

They discovered the reasoning after Mr. Compress found Shigaraki talking with Y/N who was recommending flowers that help with dry skin when turned into tea. This revelation was truly a shock to the league. Their cold and bone-chilling leader… is asking for flower tea recommendations from Y/N?!

What they don’t know is that Y/N and Tomura had known each other since the day Giran saved her. She was around 9… 11? … perhaps 12? And was human-trafficked for most of her youth, suffered old men touching her places that only sent shivers of fear and pain through her body, her whole childhood instantly taken from her grasp. Her whole young body was tainted with hands touching places she didn’t want touched. If Giran had not saved her, she would’ve had a different ending.

When she was rescued by Giran, he brought her to All for One and there, she met Tomura. Tomura himself was around the same age as her. The male was a bit sick of the sudden present of a girl, a little bit of a reminder of his sister which he faintly remembered. She was emotionless, a blank expression on her face showing the years and years of abuse she endured.

Under All for One’s care, she was optimistic again, an extrovert. She spent the rest of her youth, at least until she turned 18, pestering Tomura and hanging out with him. A constant thing she's done was pranks and bundles of affections towards him.

Have you ever seen those videos with tape in the doorway? Because of Tomura’s almost empty head when he thinks, he was pranked with the tape in the doorway… except instead of tape, it’s vines wrapped around the doorway. It covered the entire doorway which ended up encasing itself on Tomura as he walked through. It was hilarious because it would create a shape of Tomura’s thin body on the doorway!! 

Her affection is a little bit too much sometimes, especially now in their twenties. Everytime she discovered a new plant to conjure up, she would jump on Tomura, yelling out in victory and excitement over the new discovery she had. Of course, he would just let her. A little small smile would appear on his dry face as he listened to her rant about her recent discovery. Y/N had always been an extrovert, especially to those she loves. To those who have done her wrong, she has always given them the cold shoulder.

One particular mission really showed her terrifying side. They were going to eliminate a new and up-coming villain group that only was trouble to the other villains. Everyone had their own handful of villains attacking their every point of view but Y/N was surrounded with them to the brim. Because of her soft appearance, they thought she would be an easy target.

What they didn't expect was her wrath to be tenfold. Her vines went everywhere, wrapping her victims and stabbing them with various extended thorns. One of her moves was clearly a sight. She would encase her victims, almost like a cocoon, and then would make all the thorns inside just explode into her victims, adding a few poisonous flowers, plants, and herbs. Her victim’s blood always ended up leaking out of the vine-made cocoon and just like a waterfall, pours towards the ground. And when she releases them, their body would be raggedy, hollow pits all around their body because of the thorns. Their face would be distorted, puffy and red from the poison which causes them to foam in the mouth.

Then she turns around with a smile, dead bodies with blood gruesome appearances bow before her. She was a terrifying person with her sanity somehow intact in some way. 

They actually feel grateful that she likes them. She would always bring in flowers for everyone to keep every week. It would vary every week. Most of the time, it’s a yellow type of flower which has the meaning of friendship. It always brings out Himiko’s excitement and she would hug Y/N while gushing over the flower.

Tomura felt a bit proud of her. Afterall, her background was disgusting and traumatizing, especially when she didn’t have help in the mental department of the experience and the aftermath. He always tried to be kind to her, always accepting her bear hugs (always made sure to not touch her) and rants about her recent discoveries.

Supposed Tomura Shigaraki does have a favorite.

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Male Readers when they find only Female Reader stories but no Male Reader stories:

Hello! Can you do a part two to the Aizawa fic where the merchant reader accepts and moves on, and then a few years later he barely recognizes aizawa when they see each other again? Thank you!

Troubles Coming Back

Street!Rat!Aizawa x Merchant!Male!reader [Aladdin AU] Summary: Years went by without a hitch. Y/N had gone his separate way, forgetting Aizawa and getting caught up in all his traveling and selling work. When he came back from a long trip after his quarrel with Shota Aizawa 5 years ago, he was unexpectedly robbed. Who’s the robber?

★☽A/N: Oooo! This will be interesting! I didn’t exactly plan to have this to have a part two so I will try my best!

Contents: SLIGHT ANGST - FLUFF

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“Y/N! It’s so great to see you!” A black-haired woman greeted the H/C-haired man with a smile and open arms. Y/N smiled gleefully and embraced Jasmine in a tight hug. “It’s been too long! You didn’t even write a letter!” Jasmine laughed.

Y/N also laughed in response. “I know, I know! I’m so sorry!” He apologized. The rest of the day was spent talking about their life while the other was gone.

The 36 year old man was shocked to hear that Jasmine had married Aladdin, a streetrat. But it made sense to him after she explained the whole story from her perspective and from Aladdin’s. He had to admit, the topic about Aladdin made him think about Aizawa…

He couldn’t believe it… He missed him?

The memories of how they ended things flooded his mind. He had shivers down his spine just thinking about it. He wished he hadn’t said all those things to Shota.

Though, it was too late to go back from what he said all those years ago.

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He was taking a stroll in the marketplace. He wanted to buy some things that he needed for his next trip next year, like ink and paper. It was safer to prepare objects such as that since it might increase in worth when it is less in stock and more in demand.

Y/N had lovely talks to familiar faces who were glad to see him after all those years. He was quite shocked that they still remembered him. L/N had a bad reputation as a kid, always running around and giving people death glares.

The only people who actually liked him when he was still a child and teenager were the old librarian, the king, Jasmine, Aladdin, and…

Shota.

He stopped in his tracks.

He couldn’t believe he was thinking about Aizawa again. After all these years, he didn’t expect himself to think back to his quarrel with the black-haired man.

He clicked his tongue in annoyance.

The H/C-haired man did not want to think about the man anymore. All he wanted to do was to work on his work and not to work on his past broken relations. Everything that happened 5 years ago, should stay in the past, not in the future and bothering him with guilt.

“Y/N!” The man turned to find Aladdin, dressed in much more cleaner clothing than he last saw him in. He couldn’t help but snicker. “Can’t believe you’re wearing cleaner clothes! Hah!!” He laughed. Aladdin laughed along, patting his back like he used to do.

“Now, that’s just mean!” He laughed back.

The pair ended up talking about their lives when the other wasn’t present, just like Y/N did with Jasmine. Suppose the two of them were too loud, because some passersby looked at them with strange looks.

Later, Aladdin had to do something else so he said his goodbyes to Y/N and walked the separate way.

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Finally, he ended up finishing up his shopping and got what he needed. It was all in his traveling bag.

He was walking past the alley, bright with street lights. Y/N definitely wasn;t expecting his bag to be taken away from his bag in one swift move by a passing person. But he was quick with his instincts and grabbed the bag before it was out of view.

His action caused the robber to stumble back and fall to the ground. Y/N wore his bag again and bent over the fallen robber. He wanted to memorize the face and dragged the robber to the police to report him for the thief.

He took a closer look at the face and entire look.

Long black messy hair, half of it was tied in a messy bun. Sharp cat eyes with dark circles under, black eyes staring right back at him. A dark scruffy goatee on his chin that seems to be maintained well. A single scar across his right cheek, underneath his eye.

“Shota..?” Eyes widened and mouth agape, he looked over with shock. The dark-haired man was also shocked to see a familiar face. “Y/N! I didn’t realize it was you–” Aizawa rushed to say his words, trying to pick himself up.

Y/N gave him a hand and pulled him right back up. “I nearly didn’t recognize you! Your hair gotten longer!” Y/N smiled. He didn’t even realize how much he missed his hoarse voice. He always found it annoying back then, but now… he had a whole different feeling about it.

Aizawa blushed at his comment. “Yeah… It’s a bother to cut it..” he answered, twirling a strand between his fingers. He couldn’t believe that he was seeing Y/N again! Last time he saw him, he looked messy. Now, Y/N looked much cleaner. He looked mature and wise.

The two of them just stood there in silence. In their heads, they had no idea how to talk to each other. Afterall, they end things in a heated arguement.

With a deep sigh, Shota turned to Y/N with a frown on his face. “Look,” He took a step forward. “I’m really sorry for how things ended. I know it’s too late to say this, but– I love you and I’m so sorry I said all those words to you. I never mean to say them, they just came flooding out-”

He was suddenly pulled into a deep and passionate kiss. His eyes wide and his back arched as he was pulled into a kiss by his past lover. His eyes closed and his hands rested on the side on his neck and on his hip.

The two of them pulled apart, a long string of saliva connecting the two of them, their faces flushed and colored a deep red. Shota didn’t realize Y/N was crying until a few drops of water feel to the ground. He looked up at Y/N’s pitiful face.

His eyes were staring at the ground, tears flooding his vision and falling to the ground like rain. His whole body was shaking and hiccups and sniffles could be heard from the older man. “Hey, hey–” Aizawa lifted his head with his hand, revealing his bloodshot eyes from how much he was crying.

“I’m so sorry we ended things like we did. I didn’t want to say all those things– I swear, I-I didn’t mean to!” Aizawa slowly shushes him with a soft smile. “You shouldn’t apologize. I know life must’ve been hard on you.” He pressed his forehead against L/N’s, trying to soothe him.

The two of them ended up staying in that position for a long period of time.

Both relieved the other still loved them just the way they are. Just like old times.

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★☽A/N: HAHA, I’m not so good at making endings!! Let’s just hope this one goes well!

A Mother's Love

Dabi x Female!Reader [PLATONIC] Summary: Dabi didn't grow up with a good relationship with his mother, always focused on the attention from his father. Because of this, he lacked a mother figure, but when he joined the League of Villains, someone became his mother figure.

★☽A/N: Ahh!! It has been so long since I wrote something like this! I’m currently getting piled with school and club activities so that’s probably why– I hope you guys didn’t forget me:(( 

Contents: FLUFF - Slight angst? - Reader seen as a mother figure

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The League of Villains, a villain organization filled with powerful villains that threaten to destroy the hero society. An organization that was founded by the most powerful villain, a villain who could rival All Might, All For One and his successor, Tomura Shigaraki. People from different backgrounds, bad trauma, gathered together into one group with goals of their own but had one goal in common, to destroy the hero society.

But the league didn’t expect to have such a motherly figure heal their wounds.

A female villain, Y/N L/N, known as Crimson, fitting name for her blood manipulative Quirk. A 31 year old woman who was wronged by society. People were afraid of her, but not the members of the League. The members see her as a motherly figure, who cares for them.

One of the people who really saw her as a mother was Toga. She loves whenever she would take the time to braid the girl’s hair or to put her hair into buns in the mornings. And she loved how she would come up with various ideas to style her hair and they would spend time laughing and such. After being close for months, Toga started to even call her mama, because of the absence of a loving mother. Toga felt so safe around her.

Who really felt comfortable with her was Dabi. Despite the black-haired didn’t wanting to admit it, it felt so nice to have someone caring for him. After all, Dabi didn't grow up with a good relationship with his mother, always focused on the attention from his father. Because of this, he lacked a mother figure, but when he joined the League of Villains, she became his mother figure.

What was more embarrassing to him was that he even called her mother once! It was during the U.A Camp invasion. Everyone was gathering around and he saw as one by one went to the rendezvous. As Y/N came back, he asked if she was okay, clearly showing that he cared for her well-being. He didn’t realize what he said until he saw the shocked faces of his comrades. He said, “Are you okay, mother?”

He could see the shocked face of Y/N and felt himself blushing in embarrassment. “Pretend you didn’t hear me!!” He demanded, clearly ready to kill anyone who was going to talk about it during that moment. Everyone just laughed and chuckled but the man didn’t like it at all. He looked at Y/N who chuckled softly, “I don’t mind you calling me mom, darling,” She reassured.

Dabi continued to see her as his mother figure and would refer to her as such. Only in private, of course. During missions and such, he would refer to her as her villain name. But whenever he called her “mother” and would get teased for it but by now, he didn’t care.

Y/N acted like a mother, a mother that Dabi never took the chance to have. He could’ve had a better relationship with his mother but he didn’t take the chance. He regretted not taking the chance, but he was somehow thankful that he didn’t. Or else, he wouldn’t be able to have a mother figure like Y/N.

Dabi would constantly get nightmares which causes him to be tired most nights. As much as he didn’t want anyone to know, he knew that Y/N knew. She would always look at him carefully, as if knowing he didn’t get to sleep the night before. “I’m fine,” he spat harshly every time at her, but she knew that he was lying. She could see that in his eyes, the tired look and how even less energetic he was being.

That’s how she started to come into his room to check up on him. She would come to his room every night in the league’s old hideout, since he stayed there due to no other place to live, and she would ask him how he was doing. He would always say he didn’t need her coming in every night, but a part of him felt really happy to have someone caring for his well-being.

Sometimes, if he mustered up the courage, would ask her to sing for him. Of course, he was blushing and embarrassed after the words came out. But Y/N didn’t mind and just chuckled before saying, “Of course, sweetheart. C’mon.” With a smile, she would make him lay down with his head on her lap. She would play with his hair and start to sing.

She had an angelic voice, a lovely voice that could put anyone to sleep. And that’s what he did. Every time she would sing for him before sleeping, he would be fast to sleep with no nightmares. It’s as if her songs were a spell to keep nightmares away. She would slowly put him in bed with a blanket placed on him. She kissed him on his forehead and left the room. But before she left the room, she would always say, in an gentle voice,

“Sweet dreams, darling.”

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