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This AU is really cute. Love any idea where the villains as kids are given a different setting, it's so cute.
Dichotomy au by @mymhameme
You're au is really cute and I love your incorporation of overhaul in the AU. Him being the doctors assistant is such a fantastic idea.
Oboro is also such a fun idea to mess around in aswell considering he escaped with the kids and chisaki.
Fic idea!
Aizawa grew up with Shigaraki, they were 10 and 4 when they first met. 2 years after they met Shigaraki disappeared, and Aizawa thought he died to a villain that attacked Shigarak’s family.
Other things
-Aizawa still thinks about Shigaraki sometimes
-Midoriya Inko is a Shimura
-Midoriya Izuku sometimes reminds Aizawa of
Shimura
-Shigaraki used to mumble
-Aizawa finds out Shigaraki is Shimura the same time all might does
Yuko (OC) with Chisaki Kai and Shigaraki Tomura! Generated from https://picrew.me , artist is on the pic!!
Yuko from my mha book, Villain Arc. Feel free to check it out on quotev or ao3!
Phew. Finished. Had no idea for the BG so have just a random color.
Also yes. Izuku is obviously the most powerful member, have you seen how cute he is? he can even placate his big bro once he gets older, something even their dad can’t necessarily do.
Inko is hard to draw, regardless of which form it is, her younger slimmer version like what she is in this fic given the timing, or the canonical, cute chubby chibi-esque one.
…Then again I draw ladies rarely in general nowadays.
Based on my fic Family Secrets to any new person stumbling upon this piece)
I'm gonna show my brother pictures of Shigaraki and tell him he's the anti covid villain
This is canon now
we healing from this ending so have the inko adopts tenko/izuku-tenko siblings au
other scribbles of it ....... also lol if u think about it this au is kinda the equivalent of the afo-yoichi-kudou dynamic but lighthearted and slice of life ish
AND HERES THE VERY OLD VERSION OF THIS AU LOL i had this around 2022 and had a whole thread about it. im not sure if i even posted this here but whatever. sorry its kinda erm Cringey
This has me sobbing while curled up into a ball. They were so tiny
If only...
(have you catch up with BNHA recently)
What could’ve been of me…a tenko shimura (tomura shigaraki) drabble
Sooo uh I decided to write something for the first time!! I never really thought I will be writing anything esp for shigaraki but I fear the shigaraki brainrot is too strong…slight season 7 spoilers (?) idk rlly bec it’s just a little scenario I had, I just want the best for him …sign , hope you like it 🫶🏼
what happens if the world crumbled from the inside out before tenko’s palm could even graze its surface…only to realise that he should’ve worked toward destroying all for one , not the world. He should’ve been training into a hero and make a change, a difference. Maybe he could’ve been working closely with eraserhead, while all getting secretly excited because he likes the hero and he dreamt of somehow being just like him : cool and mysterious but also stoic. He could’ve even been assigned as a sub-teacher alongside aizawa, for class a. Maybe he would recognise exactly what was holding todoroki shoto, the son of endeavour, back from using his fire quirk. After all, a victim could easily recognise another. He would help him, guide him, have a chat with him (which isn’t really a chat since he downright gave him a full speech with priceless advice) and shrugs it off at the end as if it wasn’t just the best advice shoto heard. Maybe tenko would’ve changed the way society viewed heros. As one.
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THE PRICE OF A MOMENT
warnings: angst, character death, tomura cries, english is not my first language, hurt to comfort, I didn't lie, i really like angst, but i guess I'll spare you guys and give you comfort..this time, maybe ooc? insecure tomura, vomitting, nickname 'Tomu' is used, it's cringe...
pairings: tomura shigaraki x GN!reader
it was cold, like it always was during the rainy month of july, the slight hum of the air conditioning and the quiet patter of rain outside only added to the empty atmosphere as he could head the faint ticking of a clock in his head, he didn't even own one. the room was silent, the only sounds being the faint ruffle of his body shifting against the fabric of the bed he was always so used to laying his body down on to recover from the toils of a particularly tiring day, yet he felt like a stranger to it. he writhed and desperately tried to find a position he was comfortable in to no avail. he laid on his side, hands somewhat curled up to his chest while his pale greasy baby blue hair cascaded around his scarred face, barely hiding the hideous skin formed from his fingers tearing at it at a last and desperate attempt at control.
he lay quietly dry and hopeless breaths left his lips, he stared at his partner, his sanguine eyes boring into them emptily. he has been looking, observing, drinking in every single detail he could about their face, their body, even down to the breaths that leave those perfect lips, he's been staring for hours on end, his eyes ached to finally close and to rest but he couldn't. his hands twitched as he let out a deep sigh. they were beautiful, he envied it, not because he himself wanted to be beautiful but their heart so pure and full of love for him twisted a knot into a chest that stoked the flames of his ever growing hatred, yet he could never bring himself to hate them. he let out a bitter laugh, he hated himself. he hated everything but them and it sickened him to his burning core filled with nothing but resentment for the world around him.
yet everytime their lips pressed against his, a praise echoing from nothing but the very bottom their heart and their soft and gentle hands so delicately intertwining with his own rough and calloused fingers, the same hands that have hurt so many, that have taken lives and have had blood spill on them, the hands that were supposed to bring down the lazy and inconsiderate rats they call the 'Hero Society' wrapped around theirs, every, single time they kissed the tip of his fingers up to his knuckles , whispering the reassurance that they weren't afraid of his destructive and horrifying quirk,
it made his heart race, his cheeks pink and his jaw clench, his mouth going dryer than it was before, he was disgusting, he knew that, he knew that all too well. his body littered with scars yet theirs was so..perfect. he bit his lip in envy, his fingers aching to slot between theirs, wanting to hear that bittersweet voice he hated but loved oh so much.
"I love you, so much, Tomura."
their voice echoed in his mind, he was getting antsy. he shifted over and pressed their body against his, for the first time he let himself actually properly melt against them, his face nuzzled against the crook of their neck, they smelled so intoxicating, as if just their scent alone could grant him that high that he gets from being around them, their body warm while shaky hands trembled, eager to wrap around their waist while he held a breath in his throat, his pinky hovering over the fabric of their nightwear as grit his teeth, he shouldn't care. he doesn't need to care, not for someone like them, not for someone who made him so weak.
finally, his hands sunk into their back instead, the tips of four of his fingers pressed into them while his pinky hovered. he was shaking, he's done this before but why does this feel so different? bile began crawling up his throat as his heart beat full of fear, a gag leaving his lips as he gripped them tighter, he needed them, he needed them now more than he ever did. the wretched and wiry frames of his thin body slotted so perfectly against theirs as he silently pleaded them for help, to chase away the monsters tearing at his mind, to soothe his fingers from destroying the skin that wraps around his cruel cage of flesh and bones, his heart clawed at his chest to jump into your own, seeking the warm comfort you yourself gave him.
every few nights or so he'd think, his mind would shatter to reveal a broken part of himself, one that he never got to truly destroy and reform into what he would've liked, it gnawed at him from the inside out, everytime he'd look at himself in the mirror and wonder if they're just a sick joke, how, how did they even take a second glance at him? how could they look at him without disgust gleaming through their eyes? how could they so effortlessly press their lips against is and whisper 'i love you' to him? he was a shut in, greasy and messy hair, pale and disgustingly yellow skin, sanguine eyes surrounded by skin torn by his own fingers, his attitude just as bad as his looks, yet..
they still find it in themselves to hold him, to squeeze him tight and whisper reassurance, praise and comfort into his ears, soothing the rage that burned inside of his chest, even if it was just for a little while. it made him feel..human. it made him feel...like him. as if he was made for this, not whatever master had out for him. he squeezed tighter around them, letting out a choked sigh as he felt a tear spill down onto his face, he wanted to cry, to scream to so like a little child and have them hold him, whisper that everything was going to be okay, that eventually everything will go his way just like it always has been, and it always will be.
with a silent whimper he gripped harder, letting his pinky follow along with the rest of his fingers as he gripped them tight. the faint noise of cracking began, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no—! he wanted to scream out, berate them for being so fragile against his quirk, yet his words were stuck in his mouth as he felt the once warm body against him harden and fall apart into a mess of ash on his bed. bile spilled from his lips as he expelled it onto the bed, the fluids from his stomach mixing with the ashes of the person meant so dearly— it made him scream, it made him reach up and claw at his neck and face, his heart was beating so fast it would burst out of his chest at this point. he frantically whispered demands, demands to the mix of ash and vomit on his bed that they stop playing games, that this wasn't funny and that this was all their fault that it happened, why? why did they have to get so close knowing that this would happen? as he squirmed on the bed and screamed out- begging for them to get serious— he snapped out of it.
"Tomu..?" a familiar voice whispered into the shell of his ear. his eyes shot open as he panted, he could feel his heart beat so fast in his chest it hurt as he took in his surroundings, the big 'defeat' flashing in his face on his computer screen while he felt a warm tear fall down his cheek. "You fell asleep at your computer again, you must've had some crazy dream huh?" they giggled, pressing their lips to his cheek. "Come to bed, it's cold without you."
he heard that in his dream too.
—Ake 2024
FINDING TENKO BEFORE AFO HCS!
A/N: i hate you little gross boy tenko..ugh!! go eat a soup ugly! (I will probably be making 2-3 side pieces based off of this!)
warnings: fluff.. :sob:
he's so inlove with you it's not even funny, he follows you around like you have your own personal tail.
he sleeps beside you until he's around 8-10yrs old before he decided he was 'too big' to be in the same bed as you, (he still comes in sometimes)
you've sparked his hope that heroes are still the same people as he thought they were, although it's a little different now, he'll ask for All might merch here and there but he does like different heroes.
speaking of heroes, he makes you play All Might while he's either a sidekick or civilian, sometimes he'll be All might too to show how he saw you on the day that you saved him.
he loves helping out with chores, like i said he's REALLY clingy and wants any bit of approval from you.
that being said, he will grow up a little spoiled but a huge (parent)'s boy, he does get bullied for it a little though ):
he once got into a fight with other students because they were picking on how you looked (you know how cruel kids can be)
he'll come to you for help with anything and if you have any illnesses/injuries (chronic or longtime, or even just a cold,) he'll freak out and act like you'll die, ESPECIALLY when he was younger, there's a bunch of times he's cried over this.
he is an ipad kid.
he plays alot of games on it, but once he got older you realized how toxic the gaming space was (if you weren't a past gamer yourself) and tried to get him to stop but he saw how worried you were and tried to keep it a secret instead.
easily jealous of ANYONE! adults? that's his parent! not your friend! other kids? that's his parent! not yours!
helping him come over his quirk was a little scary (and pricey) but now with his specialized gloves he's not afraid to hug you anymore <3
he loves it when you give him baths or help apply medicine to his itches, even though it rarely itches anymore, he still loves it.
please give him some TLC, especially on that ugly lil' frog face of his. he loves hugs, any kind of physical affection makes him so happy because your not afraid of him.
please don't baby him infront of his friends, don't wipe his cheeks, don't cut the crusts off of his sandwich, don't take the meat off the bones for him, he loves you dearly but he's put on a tough guy act at school, don't let it show that he's really a big softie inside!
he loves onezies(?).
if you have any pets like a corgi, he's gonna call it something stupidly cute. 'MonMon', 'fluffy' 'small', 'little (insert animal)'.
please get him an emotional support corgi omg.
go eat a soup ugly
—Ake 2024
Request for tomura as a grocery store worker who just stocks the dairy aisle because he scares off the customers and can’t do register…always wears a mask and the hood of his hoodie up and avoids eye contact with everyone…emits such a strong aura of hatred and misanthropy that everyone just naturally avoids him.
Reader can’t get enough of him. You want to crack him open and devour him. He’s such a creep and it turns you on so much buuuuuuuut you can’t stand the fact that he never notices you, so you make an effort to wear shorter and shorter skirts every time, lower cut tops, but he still pays you no attention, even though you flashed your lacy thong while bending down to grab something and brushed your bare thigh against his clothed arm…
Unbeknownst to you Tomura has noticed everything, dreams of fucking you in all sorts of degenerate, disgusting ways…how do you think he’ll finally break and decide to teach reader a lesson? (Literally was thinking with only my p*ssy when writing this ask omg but pls have fun with this!)
A/N: i was literally only thinking w my tdick for this one this is banger bro mwah plz send me more asks from your wrinkle noodle of wisdom...i made reader gyaru/mcbling..also this is tenko, you do meet the shimura fam
WARNINGS: nsfw, creep!Tenko, Groceryworker!Au!tomura x reader, bimbo!reader, masturbation, mon mention! bi!reader, reader has just a liiiitle bit of chub
it was just supposed to be a regular day.
that's what Tenko expected as he stocked the shelves, putting some stuff here and there but he mostly hung around the tech section, seeing all the new goodies the shop had he'd definitely ask father to buy when he gets the chance. he'd atleast make a light effort to help customers but end up making them think that he's about to follow them out the store and mug them. he wears his uniform over his hoodie so people know he's a worker but to no avail. he keeps his long shaggy black hair over his face so people don't get even more scared of him but that usually ends up worsening the situation, so he's made less and less efforts to interact with the customers, their fault for not wanting his help.
he lets out a sigh as he sees the new stock for this month, cheap headphones, cheap everything really. phonecases here and there, nothing of interest really comes around unless he thinks it looks cool enough to buy even though he knows it'll break in like a week max. he hears customers come in and out of the store as the bell dings and he can hear his coworker ring people up, and he heard the sound of heels clacking towards him, god, probably another cubicle working mother here to buy her son or daughter something just to get them to shut up, but when he looked up from the hanging racks, he saw someone he doesn't usually see around this area.
kamino ward is a place where thugs run rampant and crime barely goes unchecked because the criminals pay off the police to keep their lips shut, which is why he thinks all cops are useless. he scratched his neck as he stared at them, letting out a small 'ah', his crimson eyes dilated a bit as he eyed her up and down.
you..were hot, really, really fucking hot. leopard print tights around your legs with a dangerously short skirt that barely hid anything, nails covered in all sorts of accessories as your makeup made you stand out even more. you were looking for some new headphones since your pet chewed up your last pair, and sadly you really liked those.
some other guys were already eyeing you up and down, but you knew the attention you picked up from wearing this fashion style, and you somewhat liked it, however you told yourself you only dress like this for the girls and the girls only. you bent over and checked the rack, looking for a nice pair that you could use for awhile before you order online. you let out a small hum as you saw one with a design you liked, so you looked over for a worker before you saw one, he was an odd looking guy, lanky, a black hoodie with a worker uniform ontop, he certainly stood out to you.
he was staring and somewhat infatuated with you, he doesn't see many pretty girls around this area and spotting you..it made his heart race a little, it kind of reminded him how father and mother were pressuring him to get his life together and find a wife already, aswell as Hana, who was constantly bugging him about finding a girlfriend who she could bond with. it all pissed him off to no end but you made him think a little harder on it. he knew for sure someone like you wouldn't even turn a second glance to him so when you looked over and locked eyes, he was surprised.
what surprised him even more was you walking towards him, holding some girly phonecase and a pack of headphones in your hand as you came up to him, he wasn't looking at your chest, he was looking at your makeup he swears, please don't come over just to berate him for staring..who wouldn't..?
"Hi- uh..are you allowed to open this? I would like to do a soundtest before i purchase these." you would say to him nonchalantly but he somewhat stared at you with wide eyes as he just nodded, it scared you a little bit his lanky build, his haircut, fuck, just his expression made you want to bite your lip and smile, this guy was hot, really, really fucking hot. his voice jumped into his throat without warning and he suddenly couldn't get any words out without looking down at the floor, trying to avoid eye-contact as he tugged on his hood and tried not to stare at your chest instead. "I-it's against store policy, no, you can't." he said gruffly, his raspy and scratchy voice surprised you but you couldn't say you didn't like it.
"Hm, alright, thank you anyway." you would end up saying with a small smile, going over to the counter to check your items out while Tenko blinked, twitching his fingers to make sure he was still awake and in reality, surprisingly though he was. it was a nice fantasy to imagine himself asking you for your number but he knew all too well that you would never say yes to the likes of him. who would really? he had flat greasy hair, a messed up face, a lanky build and pale yellow teeth, he wouldn't exactly call that ideal for a partner someone like you would want.
little did he know that you'd become a regular at this damn grocery shop.
after a few days, he'd see you every few days or so, and it surprised him. you always came to the tech section atleast once to ask him for help or some opinions on things and all those times you did he always seemed dumbfounded, he was a little rude but that didn't scare you off, did it? nor' did it scare you when you wore skirts that practically had your whole ass out, tops that barely covered your chest or left a perfectly wide window for all to see in just to try and get him to look at you with those cute black eyes of his, his faint blush that spread down to his collarbones made you bite your lip whenever you turned around him him and it felt great.
he was upset with you, and himself. whenever you'd come into the store, he'd have a boner straining against his pants but luckily his jeans were big enough that it wasn't visible and his hoodie covered his crotch when he put his hands in the front pocket. he wasn't sure why you got him so hard, he's seen all sorts of girls do all sorts of things on porn sites, so why is it that you get him way harder than any of them? within a few days, he'd notice that he cums harder loads whenever he watches something that had an actress where she shared a similiarity to you. he didn't even know your name for god's sakes and here he was, hands in his front pocket as he tried to keep his cool.
you were wearing a tube top and a short skirt, showing thong that rested on your hips and a belly button piercing dangling on your stomach as you looked over at him, you weren't wearing a bra or whatever as he could directly see your nipples poking against the fabric of your top, it made his breath hitch as he saw you come closer again. "What is it this time?" is his usual reply, but he blush off put his hissy tone. "oh, I'm looking for a new phone case, mind helping me find stuff and scanning it with your little..machine? I'm on a budget!" you'd reply with a small smile, it'd become your daily routine at some point.
he'd lead you around and show you the new stock, but what he didn't expect was to see you bend down, an arched back as you began 'searching' through the catalogue of phonecases as you made light chatter. he could barely reply as all the blood used in his head went straight down to his dick as it painfully strained against his pants. he could see the string between your folds and barely covering your holes, he could see it yet it wasn't enough, he needed to see all of it. the lace barely even covered you. he was snapped out of his trance as he felt you back up and all of a sudden, your plush ass was pressed against his arm, he wishes he rolled up his sleeve but it was too late now. the slight jiggle made him almost cum in his pants as he barely held back.
"uh, your stock is ugly as always, what a shame, i was planning on getting a new phone and wanted a case from here, it's cheap and good quality." you would ramble on about it and even press yourself against him even more before you stood up straight and sighed, he seems so nonchalant and aloof as always, were you ever gonna catch his attention?
it was late and you were parading around with your ass out at night in one of the most dangerous cities no less, so you'd finally decided enough for today as you headed home. Tenko soon followed after and clocked out around an hour or so later. so the moment he got home, he skipped dinner and went straight to his room, ignoring how mother and Hana called for him. with the click of a lock, he plopped himself down onto his bed, palming his half hard erection to get it back up as he let out a quiet groan, closing his eyes and arching his back. pulling his hood off of his body and taking his uniform off as he hurried to get down to just his boxers.
he could feel his cock twitch and ache as he let out a small whimper and wrapped his hand around it, spreading his own precum around his cock as his skinny legs trembled. be bit his lip and tried to swallow a groan but it left his lips anyway as he began stroking himself to the thought of you. he wondered how tight your pussy would be, the kind of things you like in bed.
would you like it from the front? or the back? would you let him fuck you raw? would you let him cum inside of you? if he asked nicely would you get under his desk and suck him off while he played games? what kinds of kinks do you have? is his size okay?
he gripped his dick a little harder as he let out labored breaths, stroking faster as he imagined himself putting it in, he was a virgin but he had a dream. would you watch with him as it slides in or would you be too busy throwing your head back and moaning? would you let him eat you out till you squirt into his mouth? so many questions left him even more erect than before as he humped his fist, gritting his teeth as he kept his eyes closed, trying to picture you and what happened earlier that day.
he tried to imagine the sounds you would make, what kinds of degenerate shit would you let him do to you? would you let him choke you? would you let him slide between your titties? would you let you call him mommy? he was so close to cumming and he knew it. his legs shook a little as he let out another whimper.
his number one fantasy with you is losing his virginity in that tight pussy of yours, he's played it out a million times in his mind, the foreplay, how it would happen, and how he'd cum deep inside of you while you praised him and called him your good boy, the second one that gets him off the most is having you stroke him from behind as you grip his dick through his boxers and place sweet kisses along his scarred neck while gently teasing at his nipples.
but one thing made him cum the fastest, and it was imagining your voice whispering a praise into his ear followed by 'i love you'. he could feel his load bust onto his chest as his cock twitched and leaked cum, he panted softly, opening his eyes to see the mess he made and his softening cock. he closed his eyes again and rested for a bit, trying to recover from that sudden orgasm and the high he got. but poor Tenko never really gets a break.
"Tenko! mom said it's your turn to feed mon, and you should eat dinner, it's really good what mom cooked.."
he wanted to eat something right now but he wasn't exactly thinking about mother's cooking.
"I'll be out soon, Hana."
—Ake 2024
I HATE TOU ALL FOR ONE I HATE YOU I HATE YOU IQQ I HATY YOU SOCMUCCH I DHTEX YOU ALL DORCONE
The entire manga ending is a burning trash fire that falls on its head in all of the established thematic purposes, but what was done with Shigaraki's character might be one of the stupidest and plain evil writing decisions.
Shigaraki was established as an immature and arrogant AFO's heir and since they were separated after Kamino, his journey was all about learning to stand on his own, developing his own agenda, establishing and chasing the goals he set out for himself. In other words, since AFO's imprisonment, Shigaraki was gradually healing from years of grooming, brainwashing and social isolation.
His backstory revealed in the My Villain Academy arc had challenged the readers and their views of this character, showing his extreme trauma, his guilt as a 5 years old boy who had killed his entire family in a quirk accident. It also finally explained Shigaraki's fervent devotion to AFO, the only one who had reached out, who wanted to help, who cared.
Of course we were aware AFO's motives can't be pure. He was preparing Shigaraki as a future vessel for himself, a means to achieve his dream of living forever.
Then, by the last war arc, Shigaraki has all the agency, individuality, autonomy ripped away by AFO stealing his body. He spends the entire second war fighting for control, silenced by AFO and the narrative barely giving him any chance to talk. One of his main goals was protecting his comrades and their dreams - this is taken from him as well, the League spent the entire second war separated, not even getting one final chance to see each other. Shigaraki dies while thinking of his friends, of his goal to save them, which he will never be able to achieve. While Izuku was at least given a chance to directly confront Shigaraki on his final quest of trying to save him, Shigaraki spent the entire time even before the second war delirious, and until his death, he had never even learned what happened to his friends, the people who chose to follow him, trusted him and supported him.
The very last thing that happens to Shigaraki before his death, is learning that his entire life, everything that had happened to him, was caused by AFO and his schemes. This strips Shigaraki of the last of his agency, turning him into a martyr. His story is no longer one about the unfairness of the heroes-adoring society and hypocrisy, good VS bad victim, trauma and coping with it. His story is about becoming a victim of a creep who had been grooming him since he was 5. One who had tried his best to make a life for himself outside of his abuser, and then had this life cruelly taken from him. Shigaraki doesn't even get to talk or react to the fact he has to sacrifice himself for AFO to die. Izuku doesn't ask him, doesn't apologize to him, he just presents the fact plainly. Shigaraki just has to deal with it.
He went from a victim to a martyr and the story barely even acknowledges it. Deku and Shigaraki were the only people who had learned the truth and neither talks about it or is allowed to share this with the world. Shigaraki died an unwilling martyr, and is remembered as a monster no better than AFO. The public draws no line between the abuser and his victim. Izuku or Allmight don't exhibit any intention to reveal the truth, and we already have Dabi's example on how this turns out.
What is the point of this character ending? Life is unfair and everything is horrible? Just deal with your trauma without causing problems for others, or you will be punished? Always abandon your ideals and your friends if a cop tells you to, or you will be murdered?
Can you do a part 2 to the grocery worker Tenko AU? Maybe where he finally talks to the reader it where she asks him out?
A/N: i never knew the grocery worker one would want a part two! this is great and i will be cooking, yes this can have unlimited parts and just keep asking and I'll deliver🙏
Warnings: quirkless!au, creep!tenko, no tomura :(, maybe, maybe a little bit of angst, Shimura family alive and well, his dad still sucks, HANA!! MON!! uhm our boys a lil dirty...BUT LIKE NATURAL I SWEAR, reader has a pet, little cliff hanger cause i do want to do a little bit of a timeskip, this is technically part 2.5 only lol
he lied restless and awake on his bed, he had dinner and didn't really feel like playing a game, not like he had anyone to play with, really. all his pings from online groups were either server announcements or just desperate attempts to get the server alive again. he laid on his side, thinking about the girl from the grocery, while he did genuinely find her infatuating, she was also infuriating. was she just a cruel joke on him? why else would she come in every day and only ask him for assistance? all his coworkers were available, but she only ever came to him. it made him feel special but also made him hurt because he knew that it could never be, he'd be stuck people watching attractive girls for the rest of his life because why would any of them choose him of all people? he self loathed for a little while longer as he heard the clock tick, he had a last shift and it was friday, a few more weeks before college started and he'd be juggling both of those headache inducing things.
he hated it, he hated alot of things, but there was just one thing he couldn't possibly bring himself to hate. her. she was kind to him, she never made fun of him, she always made an attempt to steer and make the conversation about him, he felt seen, heard. whenever she'd speak to him he felt bad because most of the time he got a boner, but he just couldn't control it, he really couldn't. she was pretty. and she was giving him attention. he wondered if it would scare her away if she found out how he felt about her. he wondered if she'd stop coming to see him, insult him, all of the horrible things girls usually do around him.
he doesn't mean it, he really doesn't but he just feels..empty. his big sister, Hana is the pride and joy of their family, meanwhile he was just..stuck. stuck being a man-child and stuck in her shadow. he got good grades, a scholarship even, yet that was never good enough for father. mother would try and ease him but he knew it wasn't good enough for her either, so why in the world would he ever be good enough for someone like you?
the clock ticked around one in the morning, he had a shift to work soon, he shouldn't stay up dwelling on silly things that he already knows the answer to. he closed his heavy eyes but his mind was so noisy. he eventually did fall asleep, but even then it felt like he was just lying down with no actual rest to it. when he woke up his body was aching, he could feel the familiar sensation of a dry mouth and the taste of morning breath mixed with whatever energy drink he pounded last night before going to bed, it felt like motivation just wasn't with him today, last night he couldn't even find the motivation to jerk off, one of his usual routines so he doesn't blow a fuse at work or at dinner with the family. his eyes ached even when he shut them, and he let out a groan.
He didn't even really want to shower but going into work feeling all sticky might actually make his shift a miserable hell. he could see mon sleeping at his feet, the one good thing in his life in the current moment. when he sat up he could feel his back crack when he twisted himself, a low groan leaving his lips as mon woke up and tilted his head at Tenko. wondering if he was alright. he lazily grabbed his phone off the nightstand, no new notifications. as per usual. his contacts so empty he couldn't even scroll, it was just 'dad', 'mom', and 'hana'. no new messages from them either. his fingers went to reach for his neck, a small sigh leaving his lips as he got ready.
when he got into the shower he bathed with hot water as usual, honestly just blanking out as the water cascaded down his scarred body, his eyes unfocusing on the several bottles of shampoo or bodyscrub Hana used. before he finally snapped out of it, scrubbing his hair in with the 3-in-1 he usually gets from the grocery he works at. he scrubbed his head down, no matter how hard he scrubbed like what mom said he could never stop dandruff from forming on his head, he's stopped caring about it awhile ago but he still wonders from time to time.
his fingers ran through his black hair so he could gett he last of the shampoo out, letting out a small sigh while he thought back to you. he remembers a scenario, you and him, not doing anything inherently sexual, just holding eachother under the hot water. he wondered if you liked it hot, or maybe a nice warm. he could imagine himself holding you, pressing you against his chest while you two didn't exchange any words. just the silence, the intimacy and the tenderness of it all would usually have him grabbing for the shampoo and pumping it, but today he just..wasn't feeling it.
when he put his uniform on, mon was used to the usual routine so he barked a little, wanting a bit of pets before Tenko started his shift. he went down for a bite of breakfast, he made sure that his shift starts almost exactly when father leaves for work but much to his unpleasant surprise, his father was still there, eating breakfast with hana, mom and his grandparents. he guided mon down the stairs to follow behind him as he tried to sneak by and not draw attention.
"Tenko, come, let's have breakfast, and mom has to tell you something." hana called out, smiling at him. she's been trying to get closer to her little brother, ans Tenko's taken notice but what he could assume was that she wanted something. so much for sneaking by.
"I'm fine, i have to catch the metro, I'll be late for work." he huffed, sliding his beat up red shoes on and giving mon some pats, cupping his fluffy cheeks and muttering a small goodbye to mon, only mon as he shut the door behind him.
Kotaro sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, he couldn't actually remember the last time this family had a complete dinner together, and he was getting more..worried wasn't the right word. nor was concerned. dissatisfied, disappointed fit what he was looking for. "do you even think he's actually going to work?" took a sip of his water, feeling the usual exhaustion creeping up on him as Hana grit her teeth.
"He's trying, Kotaro. he's doing his best." Nao defended, although Tenko wasn't exactly living up to expectation, she acknowledged her son's hard work. "Give him a chance, dad." Hana butted in, hoping to give Tenko some good word in their father's eyes. "I passed by the store he works at, he's working, he's helping customers and restocking stuff." she sighed. "Work that won't ever mean anything."
Tenko stood outside the door, his ear pressed against the wood as he listened into the faint conversation. a frown growing on his face as he took in their words, he was used to hearing his father's disapproval, neglect or just straight up insults about his life choices, but hearing it from behind his back made his chest twist a little tighter.
whatever, he didn't have time for this. he put his hood up when he saw slight drizzles falling onto the front lawn, hands in his pockets as he began walking, 'Work that won't ever mean anything'. is what he thought about. he was trying, he really was. he was doing good in school, but dad stopped caring when Hana won her 3rd competition. he tried getting atleast a better more stable corporate job, like Hana, she was working with dad in his company. but he was always denied, something about his youth or bullshit like that. his english was good, great even. but he knew by the way his employers looked at him it wasn't that.
he was so lost in his thoughts he barely registered the honking to his right, before the car gently bumped against his hip and the driver began yelling at him. he simply growled at the obscenities and went on his way, he's heard worse online. he minded his business and went to work, that was until-
"Oh, you're..Shimura, right?" she spoke up, tapping onto his shoulder, she'd recognize this outfit anywhere. when he turned around he was faced with you but you were actually wearing casual clothing this time, nothing too extreme nothing too tight or revealing. just a simple shirt and oversized pants. "are you..on your way to work?" you were buying pet food and some simple groceries to make it for a few days and managed to bump into him, mystery guy. well, not really mystery if you actually went out of your way to ask his coworkers what the creepy cutie in the back's name was.
if he wasn't feeling it this morning or last night, he was definitely feeling it now.
—Ake 2024
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this is canon and you can’t prove otherwise
Tomura: “With everything going on, I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to confess my feelings for you.“
You: “Aww, Tomura—“
Tomura: “However, after giving my emotions a lot of thought— and playing out our potential life together on The Sims— I’ve decided to let you know how I feel.”
Get a load of this train wreck His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet But little do we know, the stars Welcome him with open arms
(Home by Cavetown)
The Identity of Deku's Dad
Has anybody else been so hyped after reading the latest chapters of MHA (418-422) because of the hints that the identity of Deku's father will be revealed soon?
In chapter 422, The U.S. president is shown, stating that all American heroes are to come to Japan, so perhaps Deku's father might be on that list of people arriving to help out.
I know there is still the possibility of the reveal being Dad for One, which is an interesting theory in my opinion, but the other chance that it might be an individual who works with heroes or is one of them also seems very intriguing.
It could also be the president himself, given how he is always in the shadows, but I honestly feel there is a slim chance for that to be true.
I can't be certain how Horikoshi will put the puzzle pieces of who Izuku's father is together, but I feel the president panels might be a piece of the puzzle somehow. His face is in the shadows...
...but again so was AFO's face for a long time.
I still feel really strongly about the DFO theory. On one hand I do see how people might be displeased by it, because AFO does insert himself in a lot of characters lives and influences them from the background, but precisely because of that I find him a very interesting and fleshed out character. So desperate for attention and love, even when he has it he doesn't know how to respond to it. He is also quite a charming character, which I feel you would have to be to impress the lovely Inko Midoriya. She is just too amazing, I also feel that he would be drawn to her as well because of that. Or perhaps because she bears resemblance to a certain Shimura? But again, Inko is very different to Nana, as in, she appears much softer as a character than Nana does, and I feel AFO would crave that from a person given that he wasn't taken care of and had to help his brother out and grew up in a very feral state and an incredibly hostile environment for anybody, let alone a child. Even though he does end up using people, I do think that that is because of his defense mechanism and constant living on survival mode affecting him.
AFO is also someone who doesn't want people to know the real him, his weaknesses and inner thoughts, his human side. The memories he does share with Deku and Tomura are only to traumatize them and break them up; in short: they are carefully curated.
If DFO does come into play, I feel that Tomura/Tenko will have a hand in the reveal. Perhaps helping or saving Izuku from within the vestige world? Maybe he will be able to help by seeing Izuku's memories and altering them like Deku did for him, because in the case that does end up happening, Deku will be the one needing a helping hand in coping with the reveal, and who better than the boy who that man was a father figure to as well. And in the end Deku and Tomura could also together "defeat" AFO by seeing his memories and saving the defenseless child he once was.
This is probably overthinking, but I wanted to share my thoughts with you guys. I love trying to guess what will happen and still being surprised by Horikoshi's amazing execution each time. I would love to read what you guys have to say on the topic.
Sketches celebrating the start of S6 from Nagatomo
