Dahvampire - Well, Here We Are

It's fall, the turning of the seasons from summer's heat, and Tomura Shigaraki is alive. He got away, able to break the monster's chains and live, free and whole and completely himself. That deadly, cruel summer couldn't touch him in the end. He's alive, don't you know it? And anyway, it's been 22 years since he fought that last terrible battle.

This fall is an important anniversary of sorts. He's now lived more years in freedom than he ever did in servitude.

His house is small, and warm, and his coffee is ready. It's Saturday morning and he's having a good breakfast with someone who loves him and someone he, against all odds, found himself capable of loving in return. He has the day off from his work from home IT job, where he spends his days in comfortable solitude with his two corgis sleeping at his feet. He absentmindedly rubs his wrists and knuckles, age making his joints ache during the descent into winter. No matter, he has support gloves now for when he games.

The old League, the best friends and truest family he's ever had, is coming over for dinner tonight. They try to meet up at least once a month, but it still seems like Toga is always in his house to coo over his dogs and update him on everything going on in her life. He's never said it, but she's been a little sister to him since shortly after they met and her constant visits are one of the most treasured aspects of his life.

It's fall, and Tomura is thinking about curry for dinner and if he could convince Sako to cook it because he's as much a magician in the kitchen as he is everywhere else.

It's fall, and his joints ache, and he has to wear reading glasses now, but he has known the blessings of age and the warmth of a full, happy life of love and comfort.

Can you hear me, Tomura? My deepest heart wants nothing more than this for you. I don't care what that man said. I speak it into existence and I pull you out of the terrible summer that you lived and died in. You will see the seasons change to fall and you will be happier than you ever thought you could be.

Actually it does feel like you have seven billion dollars in your pocket:

walking around scared that people (mostly men) will approach you with the intent of hurting you to take something they want (your money);

People entitled to talk shit about you just because they want your money but you don't give it to them (maybe you don't even know them);

Constant fear of not showing what makes you feel so scared (if nobody knows I have good money they will leave me alone, right?), that leads to:

Constant fear of saying something you shouldn't to the wrong person (again, mostly the wrong man) that could lead them to want to see your money, maybe to have it for themselves;

Inability to use or show your money as you want to because you're afraid you'll be judged by people if something happens then you looked for it.

The list could go on, but if you don't get it try to switch "money" with "body"

i’ve been a 23 year old girl and i can tell you it does not

My life is made I just read one of the most wholesome comments I've ever received on my fics and I'm happy

Spinner would have a big ass sword that he would call "Moonlight Sword", from the Souls and Soulslike

Shigaraki would have a move that's called "Lay on Hands", from D&D, even if the effect is basically the opposite

Change my mind.

what other combat attack names do u think the league will come up with? its sad how they barely have any cool attack names other than sad man paradise 🥲 they wont even let dabi finish saying prominence burn

I don’t have anything specific, but I know Tomura and Spinner would have the dorkiest video game reference attack names.

Tenko with Mon if AFO wasn't the bastard he was