Kendo Itsuka, My Hero Academi/Boku No Hero Academia!

Kendo Itsuka, My Hero Academi/Boku no Hero Academia!

Here’s a snippet from Chapter 2 of For The Tainted Human!!

“Now where’s the president?” Jun’ichirō asks as he lowers his hand from his face. He really is doing his part well - he looks conflicted and angry to a T. If I didn’t know any better, I would say that he has his ability activated. It’s so out of character for him, I almost think he is an actual mad bomber. The weird silence that fell over the office is broken when he yells “BRING ME THE PRESIDENT!” He grabs Naomi and lifts her up from the back of her shirt. “If you don’t, I’ll blow everyone in this place to kingdom come!” He drops Naomi onto the ground, a little harsher than normal and I start talking to Kunikida, keeping my voice low. “Sounds like he’s got a personal grudge. That’s mighty inconvenient.”

“Agreed,” Kunikida said in the same quiet voice. Atsushi is sitting between the two of us, watching the scene with Jun’ichirō with fearful eyes. “Why’d you bring me here again?” he asks quietly, his voice a little shaky.

Kunikida continues as if he hadn’t heard the boy. “Based on what he’s saying, the bomber seems furious at the agency.”

“Honestly, I don’t think I can help you. May I go now?”

I start talking, speaking to Atsushi without addressing his question. “Because of the work we do, we attract a lot of unwanted attention.”

“Did you hear what I said?”

I nod at the bomb sitting beside Jun’ichirō on the desk. “That is a military grade high level explosive. If the bomber acts on his threat and detonates it, it’ll kill us and destroy the whole floor.”

“Oh, no…”

“But if we can find something to cover the bomb, we may be able to reduce the force of the blast. But given the circumstances…since he took her hostage, he’s not only mad, he’s insane.”

“Do you know who she is?”

“Naomi. She’s a part-time office assistant here.”

“She’s not even an agent?!” Atsushi keeps his voice down as he stares at me for a moment before turning back to stare at Naomi through the plants. “She’s just an innocent victim in this terrible mess.”

“So what do we do?” Kunikida asks me behind Atsushi. I slide a little closer to him so I can answer. “He wants to see the president, right? Why not just bring him here?”

“Are you insane?” Kunikida asks, and I can tell it’s taking a lot for him to stay quiet. He really is a great actor, despite how rigid he seems. I know I’m just as good, if not better. These kind of missions were my bread and butter. I shake my head quickly to dispel the memories. It’s not good if I get lost down memory lane right now. “He’ll try to kill the president! We can’t let the boss walk into a bad situation like this!” Kunikida sits back and adjusts his glasses, lowering his voice again. “Plus he’s off on a business trip.” We both know he’s not, he’s sitting in his office, watching the cameras to see how Atsushi does. This is one of the few tests that has taken place inside the agency, which probably makes it far easier for him to see what’s going on.

“Oh, right. I forgot about that,” I say with a short eye roll. “It seems there’s only one option…” I meet Kunikida’s eyes and he gives me a short nod as we both hold up a hand. Atsushi watches us, expectantly, and I can tell he thinks we’re gonna use our abilities.

Instead we throw out three games of rock-paper-scissors. We tie the first two, and Kunikida loses the third, as was originally planned. I laugh quietly as he makes a small show of getting mad at me, and I can see Atsushi staring at us, his face completely blank. He really has no idea what to make of us.

A few random snippets from my AD!Chūya AU fanfic. The first snippet is from the prologue and the second is from Chapter 1. I put them together since the prologue one is short.

(Prologue)

He didn’t want to be here. But it had been two weeks and he was already feeling his sanity starting to deteriorate. He was barely getting any sleep and what he did get was fitful and plagued with nightmares. He was constantly looking over his shoulder, paranoid of everyone and everything around him. He needed some level of safety.

Why am I doing this? Stabbing him in the back had been bad enough. Now Chūya was calling the very person who had led the brunette down that path of destruction. He muttered a quiet apology as he dialed the number he knew all too well.

“Hello?” the voice said uncertaintly. Chūya exhaled. He had been worried the other man wouldn’t pick up. He opened his mouth to speak, but the words got caught in his throat. He cleared it and tried again. But they just got stuck again.

He tried a couple of times, and the other man was strangely patient with him. He probably knows who it is now, Chūya thought. That made it a little easier. He took another deep breath and was finally able to get the words out.

“I need your help.”

(Chapter 1)

Holy shit. How many has he eaten now? I lost count like ten or so bowls ago. Every time he finishes one, he just asks for another. Three days without a meal? He probably hasn’t eaten in a couple of weeks! I’m impressed at how he was able to soldier on as long as he did, and watching him stuff his face reminds me heavily of that one time he decided to avoid eating for a couple of weeks. Until I tracked him down and refused to let him leave until he ate. Or maybe that time the only way I got him to eat was to “leave” my food unattended and pretend to not notice him stealing it.

I shake my head, trying to dispel the memories. Those days are in the past now. I can’t think about them anymore.

I glance at Kunikida, who is looking more and more irritated the more the kid eats. He’s probably trying to tally up the bill already and is getting pissed at me for suggesting he pays for everything. I smirk to myself and go back to watching the kid, but that’s when Kunikida speaks.

“Thanks to your little stunt from earlier, we’re now four hours behind schedule.” His voice is stern, but it honestly doesn’t phase me. Two years working with him, I’ve become almost numb to the way he acts, and besides, I’m used to having a more temperamental partner. Compared to the hurricane he was, Kunikida is simply a thunderstorm.

“So? Most of the sightings were at night anyway,” I say with a shrug as I turn back to him. His eyebrow twitches, one of his tics that I’ve come to recognize. “I would have preferred if we had a few hours to prepare, because now we have nothing more than our persons-”

“Which is plenty, so stop being such a worrywort, Kunikida!” I turn away from him, resting my chin on my hand. Kunikida splutters for a moment before sighing and closing his notebook. Finally, he manages to find his words. “I’m not being a worrywort! I’m trying to make sure that we stay on time and stick to the schedule!”

“Why are you so obsessed with your schedules, Kunikida?” I keep my voice calm as I glance over at him and his eyebrow twitches again. He slams the notebook down on the table, making the bowls around the kid rattle for a moment. “The schedules make sure that we do what we need to do and in a timely manner! Otherwise, knowing you and your habits, we’d spend all day on a case that should only take us a few hours at most! It is the ideal that most people should hold themselves to, and yet I’m stuck here with you, the most reckless person on the planet!”

“Dosh he ushully dishappher ohn yoh?” We both turn to the kid, who’s staring up at us as he talks through the mouthful of rice. I blink a couple of times, trying to decipher what he’s trying to say, but Kunikida responds before I can even figure out what the fuck he said.

“Be quiet, you!” he snaps as he moves the notebook closer to him. “I also don’t have a line in expenses for a million bowls of tea on rice for a snot-nosed, nameless brat!”

“Wat khind ohf whorkh ahre yoh ihn?”

“And now he’s asking questions!”

“Whel yoh khep tahlkhing ahboht iht!”

“Fine, I’ll tell you. It involves the military.” I keep glancing between the two of them, only understanding one half of the conversation. When they seem to be done, I finally speak up. “How the fuck are you two communicating?”

God the one from the first chapter is so long 🤣Anyway, here’s the link to the fic!

Agatsuma Zenitsu from Demon Slayer/Kimetsu no Yaiba!!

I swear, those eyes are *impossible* to get right. I don’t know how long I spent on them.

A couple of random doodles I made at work today. The first one is Canon Kunikida just being Kunikida and the second one is Dazai from my 1889/Circus AU losing his mind because Chūya bought him a cheesecake 🤣

I may make a few more of these

ew theyre so embarrassing… (im in love w them)