Yees sir *salutes in fanfictioner*
I never understood nejire’s quirk, like, if she can convert her vitality into energy waves does that mean she will die really young or that quirks like recovery girl don’t work on her????
Look at the Jiro + Melissa crossover my last few brain cells CANT-
(I found it here)
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I back with another trash moodboard!
Character - Yukine Fuyukiri “Cryogenesis” (part of the Seiai girls group with Saiko Intelli)
And as always: no reposting please (just reblog)
Love you all!! ♥️
[A/N]
Hello everyone!
Oh, how I remember the good ol’ days when I first saw the DekuShield Week post, and I followed the DekuShield Week Tumblr.
Now look where we are; day three- his/her heartbeat.
So anyways, ignoring my strangeness, hope you enjoy!
(Also, I didn’t quite know what this prompt was supposed to be, so I just pulled a le-ootaku and wrote the first things that came to mind)
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Prompt 3- His/Her Heartbeat
Ba-dum! Ba-dum! Ba-dum!
Izuku trembled beneath his skin. He would make this the best day of her life, he was adamant about that.
Ba-dum! Ba-dum! Ba-dum!
Even the encouragement and support of Iida, Uraraka, and the rest of his classmates couldn’t help his sensation of... adrenaline? Sweat dotted his forehead, but he wiped it off with his sleeve.
Don’t look so unprofessional! He cursed, you’re going to look stupid!
Ba-dum! Ba-dum! Ba...
And there she was, in all her glory.
Drop-dead; stunning.
Melissa walked towards Izuku, a smile on her face- oh, goodness. How he adored that smile.
“Ready?”
Izuku grinned, “always.”
He took her by the hand and walked with her down the sidewalk. He knew just the spot, but he wouldn’t tell Melissa- Heavens no.
Minutes later, and this was the spot.
“Deku, why’d you bring me here?” Wondered Melissa, Izuku merely smiled.
“This was where we first met,” he explained, gazing at the roses and greenery neatly done around them. A grand elevation of steps was placed in front of them. “When I came here with All Might, you were on your pogo stick and leaped into his arms.”
“Oh! I remember that!” Beamed Melissa, her eyes sparkling. “But...”
Izuku glanced at her. “But?”
“But why come here now?”
Izuku smiled.
“Melissa Shield.”
He got down on one knee and pulled out a small, black box. Melissa visibly froze. This was the day he would make his goal come true.
Ba-dum! Ba-dum! Ba-dum!
“Will you marry me?”
Ba...
Dum...
Ba...
Dum...
Ba...
Dum...
“Izuku Midoriya.” Began Melissa, her voice trembling.
“This is the best day of my life...”
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[A/N]
Did she say yes? Did she say no? Yes, obviously!
So, I probably didn’t do what I was supposed to do (as in, the fanfic prompt), but I’m honestly too tired to try any harder at this point.
But honestly? I actually kinda liked writing this one, it was pretty fun! I could just imagine Deku being all flustered and just... being a Deku...
Well, that was that for today! Hope you guys liked it!
Also, remember to give feedback (if there’s any needed), because I want to make my writing go beyond Plus Ultra for all of you!
Okay, enough of me, have a great day, everyone!
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Dear followers and other viewers,
I apologize if I don’t tag the artist of a certain fanart in my posts, I just find these on the internet (such as Safari) and not on social media platforms (like Twitter or Instagram) and don’t know who’s it is. Other times I just don’t see a signature, if not an unreadable one, therefore not able to tag the artist.
However, I greatly appreciate it that all of you do tell me who the artist is, which allows me to tag them and edit my post.
I just wanted to clear things up incase you all were wondering! Also, I do realize that it’s a common courtesy to reblog other fanarts from Tumblr, and I have done that - but I’ll always try to tag the artist myself if I am able to!
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[A/N]
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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Anime stuff because I can’t escape being an otaku. Requests are always open (wallpapers, fanfics, moodboards, etc.).Love you all!
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