Yoo I Would Like A Mha Match-up With A Villain (i Dont Mind About The Gender). I Am A Ftm Trans Guy And

yoo I would like a mha match-up with a villain (i dont mind about the gender). I am a ftm trans guy and my love language is physical touch if that's how its called LMAO. I love stargazing on a rooftop typa dates and I would love to get a small matching tattoo with my s/o. my hobbies are reading books, listening to music and playing video games. My favourite anime is aot probably. I usually want my partner to be talkative, like I want them to have millions of topics to talk about with me. I'd listen to them for hours.

I match you with Himiko Toga. 

I was originally thinking either shigaraki or Dabi but then you said you wanted a talkative partner and I was like, Toga. I think she's a real talkative person, along with touchy, I can see her constantly wanting to hold your hand, or cuddle. I can also see her wanting to sit on your lap or you sitting on hers, whichever you prefer, and talk as long as she can. I think matching tattoos is something she would be siked for, like when you tell her you want matching tattoos, she starts doodling ideas for you guys. And as we can see with how she treats Magne, she would be a great ally to you in any way you need, she would be your biggest hype woman ever. That's all I have to say, thank you for summiting and I hope you like it.

The Three Kingdoms

Chapter 3 

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Denki Pov

Every night I would visit Kirishima, though the keys and guard moved spots, the guard Shinsou isn’t the best at staying up, so sneaking past him is easy, but the problem is that keys no longer hang on a wall but in a desk drawer. Though nothing can stop the great prince Denki, I can be quiet when I want, and Shinsou has a soft spot for me, we were childhood friends till his father sent him to guard and knight training. All the nights I sneak down to Kirishima, we talk about everything and anything, we tell childhood stories or we dig deep and share the things that trouble us, it’s therapeutic. It’s been a week since the night I snapped at him, and he educated me, and though it was great I’m still having a hard time accepting myself, it doesn’t help that the one helping me looks like a chiseled statue and acts like a gentleman. Not everything is perfect though, for one my father is in contact with another kingdom, for an arranged marriage. My other problem is my fault, I realized a few days ago that the knight I see every day, doesn’t realize I’m the next king of this kingdom. I mean I know I didn’t tell him my last name, but I thought he might have pieced it together, but it becomes clear that he thinks I’m sort of servant of the castle. I feel guilty about it, and I’ve decided to tell him tonight. I’m more nervous than I thought I would be, it probably has to do with the fact that I’ve been having romantic dreams about him, or that I’m afraid that he’ll hate me because I’m a Kaminari. Either way, I don’t feel any better until I see him smiling at me like a puppy. He’s been looked in this prison for over a month and he still smiles, he still jokes, still laughs, he’s so strong. I try to level my breath but when I look at the rest of him I see the new cuts and bruises, I forget about the previous plan and run back up the stairs. I quietly rushed to grab medical supplies and hoped  I grabbed the right stuff and rushed back to the dungeon. I unlocked the cell door, Kirishima’s eyes widened at my action, this was something I never did, I ignored his shocked face and movements and grabbed his huge arm, and pulled him to the guard bench. I sat him down and then I sat down, I then realized that I don’t know what I’m doing, and the adrenaline of wanting to help wore off.  Luckily Kirishima talked before I could embarrass myself.

“If you clean my wounds and wrap them, the guards will notice.”

I looked up at him and he was blushing, it was cute, it relaxed me.

“You’re right, it was instinct, I didn’t even realize what I was dining until, well now.”

I couldn’t hold my nervous laughter back or the blush that filled my face. I decided that I’m not going to give up.

“I’m still going to help your wounds I just won’t wrap them, I know these guards, they won’t notice if I clean the wounds a little.”

“I’ll take your word on it.”

I started working on cleaning his wounds in silence, he didn’t wince once. Then I got to the biggest gash, I assume they used a whip for torture today. While I cleaned the big cut he winced.

“Sorry I’m so weak.”

I laughed thinking it was a joke until I looked up at him to see a face full of sorrow

“You’re not weak, you haven’t winced until now, and even if you did I wouldn’t think you were weak. When I got down here I was thinking about how strong you were for smiling in such a terrible situation, and when I grabbed you I felt those muscles, it’s almost insane how swole you are.”

I reached and grabbed his biceps again squeezing it, and I was right he is insanely swole. When I looked up at the knight his face was even redder than before, that’s when I realized how intimate this situation was, especially since I know that he likes males, like myself. He looked away and cleared his throat.

“Thanks, umm, so do you help all the prisoners? You said you moved on instinct.”

“What no, you’re the only prisoner I help, I meant instinct  to help someone I care about.”

“Care about?”

Why did I say that, now he’s going to think I’m a creep. I go back to cleaning the wound. 

“I mean I guess, you’ve helped me in the past week so I should help you.”

“Oh I, kind of hoped that you cared about me more than that.”

I felt heat rise to my cheeks.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

I asked jokingly hoping to clear the air.

“It means that I care about you more than I should and I hoped you felt the same but you seem to think of me as just someone to rant to.”

“That’s not true, I see you as more than someone to rant to, you’re my … friend”

“I don’t see you as just a friend”

This is exactly why I didn’t want to say he was my friend, once I say it he can deny it, and then I just have to avoid him because he doesn’t want to be my friend. I’m broken from my thoughts when I feel a large hand on my chin. The knight lifts my head towards his, what's he planning, he just said he didn’t want to be my friend, is he going to hurt me for thinking he was my friend.

“Can I kiss you?”

The voice and words he said made my brain go blank.

“What? I mean yes or no, I don’t know.”

He removes his hand, and I miss it even though it was rough and dirty.

“I’m sorry, you just said that you see me as a friend and I just tried to kiss you.” 

He sounded so broken, I couldn’t tell if it was because he didn’t kiss me or because he tried to kiss me and was ashamed.

“I said yes.”

Kirishima’s eyes widened but then he shook his head, as if to get rid of his thoughts, he looked like puppy even more.

“Yeah you did but you also said no and then I don’t know, that’s not clear consent, and I’m not going to kiss someone without consent.”

“Well I consent or whatever.”

It was silent after that for a few seconds, as I waited to grab my chin again and kiss me, but he didn't. 

“So kiss me.”

And then he did and I dropped the cloth I was holding, it was like he was waiting for me to say that it wasn’t rushed through it. His lips were soft on mine, unlike his hand that were now on my face. When he pulled back, I started laughing, I was just so happy and nervously but I think he was taking it the wrong way because he had a look of fear on his face.

“Why are you laughing?”

It was kind of cute to see him less confident than normal but I didn’t want him to have the wrong idea.

“That was my first kiss, and I’m just excited that it was with someone like you.”

He started to blush again, but more in an ashamed way.

“I took your first kiss, that’s kind of scary to think of.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, don’t get me wrong I’m so happy I kissed you and that I was your first but it nerve-racking.”

“Well, it was a good first kiss.”

He blushed even more and I’m starting to forget what he looks like not blushing. I went back to cleaning the wound. Cleaning his wound in silence made me realize that I still haven’t told him my real name. Then I started to feel guilt for allowing him to kiss me without him knowing the truth.

“There all done. Um before you go back in, I wanted to tell you something.”

“ Thanks and of course, but can we kiss again?”

“Yea-”

That was enough consent for him cause he kissed me again. And while he kissed me the guilty I felt left, I started to think about why he needs to know. I decided to hold off on to the truth for another night. When he broke away he was grinning ear to ear, and I noticed how sharp his teeth are, which I’m surprised I didn’t notice before, or when we were kissing.

“Wow, I’m going to be addicted to that. What did you want to say.”

“Oh um, well I was thinking, what if we run away?”

What did I just say, I can’t run away I’m the prince, and I just meet him, I don’t have a plan

“Well it would be nice to get away from the torture but I think well need more time and a solid plan first, but I would love to run away if I get to be with you.”

That worked out well for me, and maybe if I give it more thought, running away with a hot knight would be pretty exhilarating.

“Yeah, you’re right.  And I’m sorry but I have to lock you up again.”

I pushed him back to the cell, he went willingly. Even if his words were different 

“How rude of you, you’re just using my body. I let it slide, but I want another kiss.”

I kissed him on the check through the cell as I looked it back up

“Wow, you really are addicted.”

I laughed, and I started to realize how happy he makes me and could make me if we ran away.

“Yep, and I hope you are, and if not you will be, no man can resist my charm.”

I was already walking back to the stairs but I knew he was flexing his arms with a wide grin. Acting as if he hasn’t been tortured for the past month.

“Good night Kirishima!”

“Good night my love!”

For the rest of the night I thought about him, his face, his lips that he used to kiss me, his voice that he used to call me the nickname he gave me ‘my love’, it might be fast but I’m not ready to slow down.

Hi could you please do the requested fic with

Kirishima

– Blair 🤍

Thank you for the request Blair, hope you like it.

3: Hanahaki Disease 5: Unrequited love 9: Reader dies ( not graphic) 15: Rejection 

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You had estimated that you had less than a week. Even if the surgery was still an option you wouldn't have taken it. Even if it was painful you refused to lose the ability to love, even if the feeling wasn't reciprocated. The flowers you coughed up were the same color as the blood that came with it, the same as the hair dye he used, the same as the color he claimed for his hero name. Red Riot or the boy who inspired to be Crimson Riot, the kindest boy you knew, Eijiro Kirishima. No one would blame you for falling for someone like Kirishima, that was if anyone knew. The thing is that no one knew about your crush, some even believed you liked someone else. People had caught on to the way you looked at the Bakusqaud group, especially the two best friends Bakugou and Kirishima. Even the redhead himself had noticed it, though he got the wrong idea. He had invited you to his room, just you and him, your pretty sure just being here was going to make your life shorter but you loved him and couldn't deny him.

"I’ve noticed the way you look at Bakugou."

Being in his room and here his voice made the flower in your thought act up, trying to not could up blood and flowers in front of Kirishima you coughed with your mouth closed. Once you realized what Kirishima had said you stopped coughing and became slightly annoyed. Bakugou, it was a common mistake that people made when considering who you were fonding over, but you didn’t quite understand why. Why crush on jerk face angry pomeranian when his best friend was perfect boyfriend material, Kirishima was the definition of a golden retriever boyfriend. His name also annoyed you because you couldn’t help be a little jealous of how much time the two spent together. While you processed what to say, Kirishima continued.

“It’s not hard to tell that you have a crush on him and I wanted to tell…”

“I don’t like Bakugou!”

You interrupted him, immediately having to close your mouth to stop the petals coved in blood from falling at and onto your crush’s floor.

“You don’t have to lie to me.”

“I’m not, I don’t like Bakugou, I’m in love with you!”

You announced tired of others and him assuming you loved the blonde. 

“Oh, I’m sorry but I don’t feel the same.”

You coughed more but you refused to open your mouth.

“I invited you here to tell you that I’m dating Bakugou because I was afraid what would happen if Bakugou was the one to reject you because he can be kind of harsh. But now I have to reject you, and it’s harder than I thought, I’m sorry L/N I just don’t love you, I love Katsuki.”

He used your last name, he used Bakugou first name. That was enough sign for you that it was over, your crush, your future, your life. You couldn’t take it, you ran out of his room, heading for yours, maybe you could die in the comfort of your room. While you ran you questioned why? Bakugou was a jerk, Kiri even said so, so why did he love him and not you? Were you not enough? Were you not mean enough? Were you too clingy? These question all battled to find the truth and to be your last thought as you races to die somewhere you could feel at peace. The running and heavy breathing did not make your situation any better, you began to cough ferociously. Your legs gave in while the flower climbed through your throat and the questions that fought to be your last thought all lost. Your final thought was something you would never know the answer to.

“Did he chase after me?”

It wasn’t just your final thought but your final words, and who better hear them than the person who had what you wanted. Katsuki Bakugou had seen someone in pain and dying, and though you thought he was cold-hearted and rude, he was still an inspiring hero, and a hero doesn’t let someone die. He was too late to save you but not too late for him to hear your last question. 

When Kirishima discovered that you had passed he interrogated the doctors and recovery girl what caused it, Bakugou had begged them not to tell Kirishima because he knew the guilt Kirishima would be burdened with if he knew that his inability to reciprocate your feeling is what put you six feet under, never to be seen again, never to love again. That’s the thing about the hanahaki disease, you had refused surgery because you wanted to be able to love again, but even so, you ended up something you never wanted to be, a person who could give no love.

Starter event

Ive decided to do an event because i want to.

So there are 2 options

Option 1: Match up

This is my first match up but i think it would be fun, all you need to do is send me some information about yourself. I don't know much about zodiacs or Mbti or whatever so instead i want you to include this in your match up about your self

Who you kin? Hobbies? Favorite anime? Top love language? things you want in a relationship? Cute things you want to do with a romantic partner? Gender Preferences and any other preferences ( like Pro-hero or Villain) and what Fandom you want match ups from?

I'm gonna limit it to 3 match ups/fandoms. So you can ask for match ups from more then one fandom

Fandoms I will do match ups for

Mystic Messenger

AOT(only characters that are in season 1-3)

MHA

Haikyuu ( not well versed in minor characters, ive only watched up to season 2)

Ohshc

Option 2 :Short angst fic

Send in a request, either based on some prompts or come up wit your own. You can request x reader fic or a ship.

Prompts

Cheating

Misunderstanding

Hanahaki disease

Soulmates

Unrequited love

Fake love

Used

Lead on

Reader Dies

Character dies ( if ship tell me which one)

Neglected

Second choose

Breck-up

Forced break-up

Rejection

You can mix and match, and most are up to your interpterion, just tell me what that interpterion is. For this im only taking MHA characters because i only now how to right them.

Also my request are open even if its not form this even

heey so I'd like a match-up with any aot female character and mha (pro heroes). my love language is words of affirmation, I love painting and im kinda good at it, I write and read books and i love taking care of animals!

I am kind of shy in public and I'd describe myself as an introvert but as soon as I get to know someone with the same interests as me I quickly open up and become more confident. my favourite anime is devilman crybaby !

For AOT I match you with Sasha Braus

I love introverts x extroverts and Sasha would be a person to enter your life and become important without you realizing it. I think she would be great at complementing you, she would also want to hang your paintings in her room and if you wouldn't let her she would steal them so she could do it anyways. I think she would sit and listen to you talk about animals and the book you are currently reading, and she's always looking at you when you are doing stuff. I think she would also be a fan of devilman crybaby and other animes similar to that, I can see her yelling at the screen when something doesn't go the way she wants it to, and then crying 2 seconds later.

For MHA I match you with Ryuko Tatsuma

I think she would share your interest in books and animals. I can picture the two of you reading your books in the same area, or she reads while you paint. I think she would complement you very obviously and out of the blue like she didn't think she just blurts it out. Like you’re talking about something and she stops you and just says  “I love your voice” and she would get flustered after realizing what she said. I like the idea of her having reptile pets or a medium-sized fluffy dog, I see her being passionate about the proper care of certain animals that she has, often correcting people and educating them on what they need to fix.

Thats all thank you for summiting and I hope you like your matches.

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