“the Faster You Get To Me, The More Kisses You Get!” Trend

( ˘ ³˘)

Laptop just decides not to save 800 words of a fic im writing so thats great

I can’t even begin to explain— @ruellelix

Can you do a mirio x reader oneshot where mirio is a single dad and he doesnt want to tell his s/o but the s/o find outs in someway and is supportive.

Summary: ^

Quirk: You can make bubbles when you make a circle from your hands. A layer of bubble solution forms and you can blow it into bubbles. You can control its size. If you create many then you have to moisturize your hands cuz they get dry

A/N: sorry sorry sorry for this being late I admit I slacked off for like two days

Warnings/Genre: Fluff, cursing, angst if you squint

WC: 2,396

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You and Mirio had been going out for almost half a year now and though it hadn’t been very long you felt as though he were the one for you. You trusted him enough to give him the keys to your apartment, but he had never stayed the night or made spontaneous visits. You never visited his apartment too; he never gave you a key and when you suggested to go to his place, he would make excuses. They were usually because ‘the place is a mess’ or ‘there are hero plans that are classified’.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You weren’t a hero; your quirk had never been strong enough and you didn’t like the intense training, so you took up law in college. You eventually met Mirio while running late to school. In true hero fashion, he saved you from a guy you pulled you to an alleyway. What he didn’t expect is for you to punch the guy in the face as soon as he tried to unbutton you and disarm him by twisting his wrist and making him drop the knife. Mirio was amazed as he had to hold you back from kicking the guy’s head in when you pushed him to the ground.

When he asked how you learned to fight you told him that it was clear the guy’s an amateur. You chuckled saying how weak he was, it was probably one of his first times trying to assault someone. You liked his cheery attitude; he was happily talking to you as you fixed your clothes. Most of it was small talk, him complimenting your skills then asking where you were headed. It was at that time you realized you were late. You quickly sped off with the promise to see him again soon.

The next time you saw him was when someone else was in danger. Before you could jump in, he did and you were left tending to the scarred high-school student. You and he talked after the whole fiasco and jokingly called out the situation that brought you two together. You and he agreed to hang out outside of danger on his free time.

So you did, you went to the park with him and walked around. You talked about yourselves and you got to know him better. After that hangout, you went on others. He knew what you did, your hobbies and stuff you liked, and you knew his too. He was one of the most thoughtful people you’ve met, he constantly helped you through hard times like when you were stressed for finals. You never really noticed but he rarely asked for help. He put most of his attention to you and would brush off the fact he never bothered you about himself. You grew to like him, as a friend and maybe more.

Until one day, your view on him changed completely. You were on one of your hangouts and he got a call. He excused himself and stood to the side as you ordered takeout desserts for him. When he came back his face was contorted to show more of a gloomy expression. He was visibly down and when you got the desserts you brought him to a bench asked him to sit.

He came clean about everything, well, all but one thing. He told you he had a girlfriend he never mentioned and their relationship has been rough for years. It started becoming rocky a year before he met you and admitted to seeing you more that he saw his girlfriend as he was happier and more relaxed around you. You apologized profusely but he told you it wasn’t your fault. He then went on about how his girlfriend got mad at him spending too much time with you and being controlling and that he dumped him in the phone call he just had. What he didn’t tell you was that they had a child on accident and she left the child with him. This would add stress to his life and it was another factor for his breakdown.

During his rant you realized something, he deserved better, and you honestly wanted to be that for him. You came to term with your romantic feelings for him but as much as you wanted him to love you back, you didn’t want to just be some rebound.

After he calmed down he confessed that he loved you and you made him feel more wanted then his girlfriend did. He asked that you accept his feelings but you had to do a double-take. You said that you loved him too but thought that if a relationship would form, it should happen later. You told him you didn’t want to be a rebound and he agreed to wait until he was over his girlfriend to date you.

With that settled, thing went back to normal- well, almost. You noticed he always had something on his mind, always checking up on something every once and a while on his phone. You assumed it was just newfound responsibilities that his ex left with him and didn’t mind it. You did notice he was always redirecting the conversation when it came to going to his place. You never asked before to visit before as you didn’t know if you were close enough but now that he’s single and confessed to you thought it wouldn’t be a problem.

You and Mirio had been going out for almost half a year now and though it hadn’t been very long you felt as though he were the one for you. You trusted him enough to give him the keys to your apartment, but he had never stayed the night or made spontaneous visits. You never visited his apartment too; he never gave you a key and when you suggested to go to his place, he would make excuses. They were usually because ‘the place is a mess’ or ‘there are hero plans that are classified’.

Which brought you to today, it was spring and Mirio was out doing hero things. He promised to spend time with you tonight after a quick shower at his place but you had better plans. You bought a snacks and wanted to wait for him at his place for a spontaneous surprise. Even if you couldn’t get in, it was time to get closer to him and finally see where he lives. You planned to wait in front of his door if it was locked and just surprise him there.

What you didn’t expect was there to be a girl storming out of where you believed was his apartment. She was yelling at her phone about something and you couldn’t help but overhear, “…that child is running circles around me! Seriously, he would not take a rest! That troublesome quirk of his is something I refuse to deal with any longer. I quit! … No I won’t fucking wait for the other one to arrive, I bet she won’t even take a fucking step into that mess” She yelled and hung up. You couldn’t hear as Mirio was on the other line, pleading for her not to leave the child unattended until he could call for another babysitter. As soon as the girl hang up, he rushed home from his office, forcing his sidekick to take over watching the area.

The furious girl stormed passed you and stopped as she turned around and shoved keys to your chest, “Are you the other babysitter? Good fucking luck with that child.” She grumbled while getting into the elevator, leaving you shocked. What were you supposed to do? Leave a child to run around and ruin his parents’ apartment? You checked the number and was surprised when you recognized the number. It was Mirio’s. You remember him bringing his building and number up in two different conversations one time and you were pretty sure this was it.

You walked to the respective door, unlocking it and cautiously walking in. As soon as the door closed a child popped up from the floor. You jumped in surprise as they walked to you and eyed you suspiciously. The blue eyes and blonde hair looked strangely familiar. It then dawned upon you that this boy was a carbon copy of your boyfriend. Was this his child? Was he the reason you were never invited here? Is this why he acted how he did? The thoughts swirled though you mind but was cut off by a teasing voice.

“Are you another one of those mommy replacements my dad keeps forcing here? My mom sucked and left and every other one of you did too. I’ve never seen you before though so maybe you’re new. Guess I’ll just run you out now to make this easier” he huffed and swallowed in a breath before disappearing into the floor. You took a moment to process his words and figured out that his ex was the one who left the child. The boy looked around four or five and he had his quirk already, which he was surprisingly good at using.

He popped up from behind a couch and sat with his arms crossed. “What? Aren’t you gonna chase me?” He questioned. You realized you should contain the child before he could be any more trouble.

“I won’t” you said, crossing your own arms, “Don’t you fall down to the people below’s house when you do that?”

“Nah, I learned how to stop quick enough before I get there” he shrugged, “Now come get me before I break stuff you’ll get blamed for”

“You won’t” you said boldly

“Won’t I?” he threatened

“You won’t, because if you do, all the broken stuff and the stress of others will affect your dad. He pays for this stuff and the caretakers and you running them out just costs more money”

“All he ever does is make money, he doesn’t even spend time with me”

Poor kid, you thought and gave him a sympathetic expression. You sat beside him and pulled him to you as you wrapped an arm around him. “Did you ever tell him that?”

“Huh?”

“D’you ever tell him that you wanted to spend time with him?”

“No but he’s my dad, shouldn’t he already know?” he asked

“True, maybe I should talk to him about that” you said and rubbed his arm, he looked up at you

“You will?” he smiled

“Sure” you said and returned it. You moved away and put your index and thumb together to make a circle. “Wanna play a game?” you asked excitedly.

He nodded quickly with stars in his eyes, “For every five bubbles you pop, you get a cookie”

He agreed and got ready. You blew air through the hole you made and many small bubbles came out. He clapped them one by one, even standing up and reaching for the ones that flew up You stopped blowing and just watched him enjoying himself. He giggled and jumped around, popping bubbles left and right. He fell to the couch and laughed.

“How many’d you get?” you ask and he shrugged, “I wasn’t counting” he replied.

“Well then,” you pulled a box of cookies out of the plastic bag “you get all of them”

“Yay!” he said and grabbed the box. Sitting down, he opened it and pulled a cookie out, then took a big bite. You giggled at his cuteness and wiped some crumbs away with your thumb. He really looked like his dad. To think Mirio wouldn’t tell you about this. Then again, it was very hard to talk about this thing so you understood. You smiled to yourself at the thought of raising this little troublemaker with him. The thought of starting a family with him crossed your mind once or twice but seeing what could actually be warmed your heart. Sure he wasn’t your biological son, or your son for that matter but if he saw you like a mother figure, you could act like one for him. You would spend loads of time with this kid if you could.

“You know, you could be my new replacement mommy if you wanted. You’re way better than the other ones” he gasped, “Maybe you could be my real mommy!”

You choked on your spit. You started coughing as he tried to pat your back. He was mature for his age but his thoughts could seem premature as well

“Do you not want to be?” he looked at you with sad eyes.

Your eyes widened in worry, “No! No, no, no, no, of course I want to be!” you reassured him

“Then do it!” the smile came back to his face

“I would but, you should ask your dad first” you said.

Right on cue the door slammed open to reveal your boyfriend. He looked a mess, still in his hero outfit but he looked drained, like he had been running. His eyes met yours and he saw you sitting with his son. He gasped as you ran over to him. He panicked as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you around a corner to his dining area.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you about him but if I had a chance with you I thought it would scare you away and I know it’s kind of a bad thing to do but I thought you would understand if I told you later in the relationship but if you don’t wanna be with me anymore I understand and-“

You cupped his face in your hands and gave him a loving kiss, “It’s okay. I’m not leaving you. I like him and I would happily raise him with you if you want that too” you said softly and smiled. He seemed to have calmed down as he held your hands. You pressed your lips to his once more and he held you close. It was as if you were assuring him that you won’t leave him for anything.

You pulled away and looked into his eyes. He sent you a smile that you swore you’ve seen just a few minutes prior. It came to you that his son had that very same smile and it made you more excited to go back and spend more time with him. Just then you heard his voice.

“Eww what are you two doing!?”

hc of surprising iwaizumi , kuroo and sugawara at their volleyball practice and the reader is from another school?? and their teams dk that the guys are dating someone and their reactions to the reader 🤩 thank you

This is the cutest thing!!! Hehe I loooove incorporating the teams into requests, it’s always so fun. Alsooo I realized after writing it that I made it so the teams already know of you, so it’s just a tiny bit different from your request.

-

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

The train station where you arrive in Miyagi is so close to Seijou, and you know that Iwaizumi will still be in practice, so you figure it’s the perfect opportunity to meet his teammates he always talks so much about

You end up wandering around a bit until a straggling student points you in the direction of the gym, and you can hear the voices and the sounds of practice before you even open the door - suddenly you’re second guessing your decision but it’s too late to back out now

No one notices you at first, but you immediately find Iwaizumi in the group and you can’t help but smile - it’s been so long since you’ve actually seen him in person and you’re just trying to decide whether you should run to throw your arms around him sweat and all when someone else notices you

“Hi there! You looking for someone?” The one who can only be Oikawa lifts his hand above his head in a wave, flashing you a wide smile, when Iwaizumi looks up and practically chokes

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” He sputters out, looking at you like he can’t quite believe you’re actually there, still rooted to his spot

“Wait, Y/N?” Oikawa jabs Iwaizumi in the side with his finger, and that quickly a murmur sweeps through the team, who are suddenly looking at you with supreme interest. “The Y/N?”

“Hi, Hajime,” You say sheepishly, and the sound of your voice finally sets him into motion and he jogs across the gym to you and wraps you up in a giant hug, you have a hunch that he’s also trying to shield you from the curiosity and prying eyes of his teammates

“What are you doing here?” He asks as the rest of the team starts to gather around the two of you, clamoring to be introduced to you, or at the very least get a good look at you. Iwaizumi is hovering very close by your side

“I got here early, and, well, I wanted to meet the team you talk so much about,” You admit as you look around, trying to put faces to names - ”That’s so cute, Iwaizumi, you talk about us?” “Shut up” “Does he talk to you that way, too, Y/N-chan?”

Basically Iwaizumi can only stand by in mild horror as you bond with the rest of his team about what a “brute” he is (it’s all in good fun, of course), even though he’s secretly tickled that you’re getting along with them so easily

KUROO TETSUROU

“You should come check out one of our volleyball practices sometime” You’re not sure if Kuroo had been completely serious about it, but you can’t quite believe that the serious, dedicated team you always see on the court is the same one Kuroo is always telling you the most hilarious stories about, so you have to see for yourself

You’re just about ready to open the gym door when you hear Kuroo start talking and you hesitate just long enough to hear the beginnings of his “We are the blood in our veins...” speech. You shake your head even though you can’t help but smile - What a dork.

When you open the gym doors, the team is all huddled in a circle, but the moment they hear the door slam shut, every single head turns in your direction

“Y/N?” “Tetsu!” Very few things can actually stop him mid-speech but you just so happen to be one of them - he squeezes out of the huddle and meets you halfway across the gym, lifting you off your feet in a tight hug before he sets you back down and just grins at you

“Hi!” The tall gangly boy who appears behind Kuroo can only be Lev, “Yaku-san said he wasn’t convinced you’re real, but you must be, because you’re here! OW!” The swift kick could only have been delivered by said Yaku, and you stifle a giggle behind your hand at the glare Kuroo shoots his way

“Blink twice if he’s keeping you against your will,” Yaku deadpans, then smiles and holds out his hand for you to shake, “I’m joking,” He pauses, “Kinda. I’m Yaku Morisuke, It’s nice to meet you”

Just like that, the floodgates open, and one after another you make the acquaintance of the rest of the members of Nekoma volleyball club - even Kenma, who you’ve met before, offers you a small smile and wave

“Alright, that’s enough of that,” Kuroo finally herds them away from you and shows you to a spot on the bench so you can watch the rest of practice

“You’re not allowed to come to practice anymore, you distract the guys too much,” He says afterwards, grabbing your hand as you’re walking to his house

“The guys?” You giggle and quirk your head to give him an incredulous look. “Yeah,” He nods stubbornly, but he pulls you just a little closer to him.

SUGAWARA KOUSHI

You can hear Karasuno’s volleyball practice well before you even reach the gym doors - Suga said they were a lively bunch this year, and he wasn’t kidding. You’re actually quite curious to meet this team your boyfriend is so proud of.

When you open the door, the lively chatter makes it so that very few people even notice you’ve come in - you spot your boyfriend across the room in the middle of a conversation with a freckled first year, and recognize the perfect opportunity presented to you

As you make your way through the gym, you’re noticed here and there, but you just put your finger to your lips, and to your delight they all play along right to the moment you come up behind him

“Koushi!” You shout right as you jump on his back, and the shriek he lets out has them all practically doubled over in laughter as he whips around, immediately hugging you tightly to him when he realizes it’s you

“No way, you’re Y/N!! I knew you looked familiar!” Crows an orange-headed first year who can only be Hinata, reaching in and shaking your hand emphatically

“It’s an honor to meet you, you’re even cuter than your photos y’know” “It’s truly unfair that Suga-san got an s/o before I did” “Please ignore them,” And just like that, you’ve met three of the second years

“I’m sorry,” Suga says then, tugging you partially behind him, “They’re a lot,” but all you can do is laugh because they’re just exactly what you’d imagined them to be like

“I think I love them already,” You chuckle, and you can see the relief on his face

The introductions and excited, overlapping conversation last until Daichi finally claps his hands together and declares that everyone needs to get back to practicing now, and you’re impressed by how quickly the mood shifts

For the rest of practice, you’re half-convinced that most of them are showing off just for you, because they keep glancing your way after making an impressive play, so of course you have to cheer for them

As they’re leaving, Hinata tells you that you should “totally come to practice more often,” and Suga rests his chin on your shoulder, “I agree,” He grins before pressing a kiss to your cheek

so cute I want a part 2

The Baku squad decides to have a game night and they end playing The Sims. Bakugou has never played and the others have tons of fun showing him how, despite him saying both the game and the Sims are stupid. But a while later when the squad minus Bakugou go to play it again, they find a new save file with Sims of Bakugou and reader being married with kids. Plus the other classmates too, with insulting looks and names as per typical Bakugou style.

a/n: I love this idea so much!! This is too cute ahhhhh. Imma make this a scenario!

Pairing: Bakugou x f!reader

Words: 657 words

Just a stupid game

“Come on Bakugou, it will be fun!” whined Kaminari shaking Bakugou who looked like he was about to pop a blood vessel. 

“Shut up! It’s sounds stupid, I’m not playing it!” Bakugou yelled back at him. But then, Bakugou was faced with the puppy dog eyes from all of the Bakusquad. 

“Please! We’re begging you” pleaded Kirishima and Mina together. Bakugou knew that if he didn’t say yes, they would never leave him alone. He observed them with a scowl on his face. He really didn’t want to do this but in the end gave in. 

“tch” he breathed out crossing his arms over his chest. 

“Fine, you extras, but don’t you dare take up more than an hour of my time!” he yelled out at them. 

“Yes! Thank you!” all of them yelled out and tackled him in a hug. 

“Get off me you extras!” Bakugou screeched. 

After a little while, after creating the sims versions of themselves and building the dorm, which surprisingly Kaminari was really good at. They played around until inevitably Mina set the house on fire cooking and killed Kaminari. 

“Whatever, I wasted enough time on this game, get out of my dorm” Bakugou told the squad. They just assumed he was going to bed like the grandpa he is. They moped out of his room and went down to the common room. 

“I wonder if he enjoyed the game?” said Mina leaning her head back on the couch. 

“He looked like he had fun!” Kirishima answered smiling. 

“You’re the only one who can tell that from the scowl on his face” said Kaminari sighing. 

The next day, the Bakusquad demanded to play with him again. 

“Get it on your own computers!” he yelled at them, but let them in anyway. They all immediately jumped to his laptop on the bed. Bakugou completely forgot about the save file from when he kept playing yesterday. He went into the bathroom to get ready for the day while the others enjoyed themselves on the game. 

“Can I play first, you guys watch then we’ll switch” Mina said grabbing the laptop and putting it on her lap. The other boys crowded around her watching her open the save files to get the one they played yesterday. She was about to click on the first one but then noticed there was only two adults and a couple of kids. 

“Wait, whats this?” she questions and opens it. She looks at the funny poses the two sims are holding. A girl holding a toddler is standing next to a blonde spiky haired male. Two more kids surround them, one of the the color of your hair, the other with Bakugou’s ashy blond hair. All of them stare at the image for a couple of seconds. 

“No way...” mutters Kaminari. He quickly pressed the play button in the corner of the box and they enter the world. He looks around the neighborhood the couple were in. All the surrounding houses are inhabited by the classmates of Class A and Pro heroes. They all had wacky names. For example, Kirishima and Kaminari lived together and were named “shitty hair” and “sparky”. 

“Who would’ve thought?” said Kirishima smiling. Kaminari then pressed the house Bakugou and the girl were in. 

“Guys, you don’t think that girl is y/n, right?” Sero pitched in. The other three froze and looked at the skin, observing your features. 

“The hair is definitely similar..” said Kirishima. 

“Yeah, that’s definitely her.” said Mina as she span you in CAS. 

“Look,the eyes... and he got her style spot on.” Mina said, exiting CAS. She quickly went to the bar of relationships and hovered over you. 

“They’re married?!” yelled Kaminari a little too loud.  “What the hell is going on?!” screamed Bakugou back.

“I guess we were right when we said he had a crush on y/n” Sero said. 

“Didn’t think he’d take it this far though” Mina giggled. 

Hello! I was wondering if you can do a nsfw headcanons or scenario of the reader walking in on Bakugou jerking off to them! Thanks!!

This was so odd for me to write because I think if the reader walked in on Bakugou jerking off he’d be so angry and mortified it would take ages to even make eye contact with him again after so this probably wouldn’t happen, but I tried my best haha~

Warnings: 18+

Your slippers pattered against the wood floor as you made your way to Bakugou’s room, intending to return a book he had lent you earlier in the week.

As you lifted your hand to knock against the door you heard light panting or groans. Was he asleep?

Your heart almost stopped when you heard him groan your name.

Did he know you were outside? Now you looked creepy listening against the door.

You barged through, intending to apologise profusely.

But then, you dropped the book. The sight in front of you was absolutely sinful.

Bakugou’s Hans was wrapped firmly around his length, and what a length it was.

“Y/N, what the fuck?!”

Your body was froze in position as you watched Bakugou scramble to pull his sheets over his naked body, his face flushed red.

“Uh- I’m sorry, I- your textbook. Uh-”

Why was forming words so hard right now. Even though Bakugou’s face was glaring at you, you couldn’t get the image of him touching himself out of your head. And he called your name.

“Did you say my name-” You closed the door before walking closer to Bakugou.

“Why the fuck would I say your name?”

“You did,” this confirmed it, the embarrassment in his voice made something between your legs stir.

“Can I watch?”

“I’m not letting you watch shit,”

“So can I help?” You blushed at your coyness.

Bakugou appeared to think for a moment, his red eyes almost staring you down, before he pulled back the sheets. His cock was still painfully hard, erect and curving towards his stomach. You moved your fingertips down to graze against the length as Bakugou looked away, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Your fingers reached the top of his length as you brushed your fingers against his slit, coating them in pre-cum as you curled your fingers around the tip.

Bakugou hissed at the contact and bucked his hips towards your touch as you settled between his legs on the bed.

When you took him into your mouth he nearly came right there and then.

You felt unbelievable. The amount of times he’d fantasised about doing this with you and it was happening, right now.

He worked up the courage to cup his hand on the back of your neck to help guide you along his length, trying to gain control of the very compromising situation he was in.

He pushed your head further down his length, making you gag as his tip hit the back of your throat, but the lewd noise made Bakugou groan.

When your fingers moved down to tease his balls this is what really sent him off.

He tried to pull you off his length as he was about to come, but you pushed his hand away, continuing to suck his length. When you moved your hand down to tease his balls, he came with a guttural moan as he called out your name.

You gagged slightly on his release, trying to hide your displeasure at the taste but you continued to suck his length as he rode out his climax.

When you pulled away you looked up at him shyly, not sure what to do now. Did you just leave? Or did he want you to stay?

“Stop looking at me like that after you just sucked my dick, we all know you’re not fucking shy.”

Why does that make me cry?

Good Luck

Shigaraki Tomura x Fem! Child! Reader (PLATONIC) | Drabble! Fluff & Angst | Swearing!

Synopsis: You give Shigaraki a gift and he cherishes it up until the end

~*~

You’re four years old, nervously fiddling with something in your hands. Shigaraki watches you out of the corner of his eye, wondering what on earth has you so shy. Your steps are soft as you make your way over to him. You climb onto the couch sliding next to Shigaraki, something clenched in your fist.

“Um, Kuri said you were going on a super important mission tomorrow,” You mumble, “So I made you something, for good luck.”

And then you’re opening your fist, and offering him a bracelet. It’s the ugliest thing that Tomura has ever seen. The string is the nastiest shade of puke green and The beads are garish and neon in color, not at all good for any stealth missions. And the letters on the bracelet are meant to say ‘Good luck’ but the letters are misplaced and instead say, ‘godo lukc.’ And the little bead at the end of the message that is heart shaped? don’t even get Tomura started. 

He loves it. 

“You don’t have to wear it,” You mumble, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. 

“Fuck that,” Tomura grumbles, sliding the bracelet onto his wrist, “I’m never going to take this thing off,”

“You-you like it?” You ask, eyes wide and small smile turning the corners of your lips.

“Best fucking thing on the planet,” Shigaraki assures you.

–

Tomura is gathering villains for his attack on UA. And he’s getting really fucking annoyed. All these stupid villains are way too loud, and their chatter is starting to fray on Tomuras thin rope of patience. God, so much chatter. Tomuras hands twitch. His eyes fall to the bracelet around his wrist, lips twitching up. Right, he’s going to keep calm and-

“What the fuck is that thing on your wrist?” One of the villains asks, face scrunched in disgust, “It’s fucking ugly,”

And the rope snaps. 

Tomura whirls on the man, eyes flashing. His voice is deadly as he asks, “What did you just say?” 

The villain flinches, stepping back, before regaining his confidence, “You heard me, only fucking pansies wear shit like that! You keep talking all this big game, but I bet you’re just a weakling,”

Anger swells in Tomura’s chest, hot and heavy. To insult something you made, and insult him as well? He claws at his neck in frustration, and his voice is strained as he says, “Kurogiri…”

The bartender turns his back, “I see nothing,” 

Shigaraki takes that as approval, and he hauls back and punches the man in the face. Tomura feels the satisfactory crunch of the mans nose as he breaks it. The gasp of the other villains fills Tomura with sick pride. As the villain staggers back Tomura kicks him in the gut, the force knocking him to the ground. Tomura bends over and grabs onto the mans face, fingertips digging painfully into his jaw. His pinky hovers dangerously close to the mans skin. 

“Say it again,” Tomura hisses, voice dripping in venom “Insult it again,”

The villain lets out a choked noise from the back of his throat, eyes wide with fear. Tomura smiles, the poison in his expression has a chill settling into the room that he hates. “Nothing to say? I thought I was a weakling?”

Tomura scoffs, and places his pinky on the mans face. And as the man withers away, Tomura only feels cold satisfaction. He snaps his eyes up to the rest of the recruited villains, they flinch back, “Do any of you have any comments?”

They shake their heads and there is a choking blanket of silence that falls over the room. A sick smile curves Tomuras lips. 

Maybe this thing really does have good luck properties after all. 

–Bonus–

Tomura is slumped against the wall. He lets out a weak cough, pain flares form his side, blood leaks from his lips. He reaches into his pocket, carefully removing an old bracelet. As soon as his eyes make contact with the worn thing, his lips curve into a smile. Most of the beads have fallen off, and on the other beads, the paint is completely chipped away. There’s knots all over the string from where Tomura has tied and retied the bracelet. As Tomura inhales his final breaths, he thinks of you. The way your face used to light up when he came home, the soft feeling of your pinky linked with his, and your bright smile. 

He misses your smile.

 It would be comforting to have you here now, instead of dying here, alone and sad. 

“Sorry,” He apologizes, even though he knows you won’t hear it. 

He closes his fist around the bracelet, tipping his head back, warm tears sliding down his cheeks. “I guess your good luck charm ran out today,”

hol up-

Osamu’s shop is called Onigiri Miya.

Another word for Onigiri is Omusubi.

So in a way, you can call his shop Omusubi Miya.

Meanwhile, Atsumu’s team is called MSBY Black Jackals.

In Japanese, MSBY is pronounced Musubi.

So you have: Omusubi Miya and Musubi Miya.

Musubi means to connect. So no matter which paths of life they take, whether they choose food or sport, the Miya twins are and will always be connected to one another.

everyone in the philippines is either a weeb or a kpop stan