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Hopefully your requests r open, if so can you make a mha proheros (specifically midnight, aizawa, and all might - if you write for them) x reader whos goth and wears trad goth makeup alot? Thanks!
S/o who is Goth HCs (Midnight, Easerhead, All Might)
𝗔/𝗡: 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆!
𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩
𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?
𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?
Nemuri Kayama (Midnight)
You know she’ll be coming home with shit for you to try, right?
She’s literally your biggest hype girl when it comes to your style
So you know your girlfriend is gonna get you hooked up with her connections
And as a big-name pro-hero?
Expect a lot of shopping sprees from foreign, world-renowned brands (with custom-made ideas whenever you want)
She’ll literally take makeup and clothes brand deals that she knows you like or if they have products you want to try
She probably knew just a little bit about gothic style before meeting you
But after meeting you she knows all the lingo and the terms and probably has her own favorite subcategory
(My money is on romantics tbh)
But all-in-all, she probably likes this about you so much because you’re bold and you're owning up to what you like and you just don't give a shit about looking like anyone else <3
Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead)
It’s a little funny looking between the two of you
When the two of you go out, he’s never recognized
But he looks like a complete slob who never shaves or combs his hair so he gets a lot of looks anyways
But you?
Your makeup is done and it’s perfect and your outfit is complicated but amazing which earns you a lot of looks too
But for different reasons of course (cough cough people don't see traditional goth makeup that often in some societies and they think you're really hot cough cough)
And all in all? If it weren’t for the fact that the two of you were both wearing black, nobody would be able to tell that you’re together
Despite the fact that he’s almost never put together, he thinks the amount of effort that you put into your appearance because you like the style really admirable
He always makes sure to compliment a new makeup look on you
And it’s always genuine because he has no idea how you’re able to do all that with just a few brushes and shit WHAHAHA
Toshinori Yagi (All Might)
You and your skin and (barely) bones boyfriend are eye-catching, that’s for sure
Seriously, you’re the very picture of emo/goth girlfriend and golden retriever boyfriend sometimes
Now he definitely didn’t know shit about goth subculture before meeting you
Except for the fact that it’s just a lot of black
But he’s very supportive at least!
You’re definitely very different from anyone else he’d proabbly go after
But people don't choose who they fall for WHAHAH
So be patient with him as he tries to understand your style and all the makeup
But just know that he’ll never stop being amazed when he looks at you
Because you seriously got a giant ass golden retriever when you started dating him- man will get excited about everything regarding you <3 WHAHAHHA
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They finally meet...(If anyone’s been reading both my stories you may know who I mean...)
Endeavour: I have issues.
Bombarda: Finally, you admit it! The first step to redemption is accept-
Endeavour: With you.
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Fuzzy Feelings Causing Heart Palpitations
Fuzzy Feelings Causing Heart Palpitations
by Blancfortune
Toshnori stared down at his successor, stuck in confused helplessness.
The child certainly couldn't work like this –not to mention he was already unconscious again– but Toshinori also couldn't send him home to an empty house. He would have accompanied the boy and taken care of him in his home but he didn't actually know where his successor lived.
Staying outside on a hazy beach was no option. Which left him with only one.
Words: 682, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 70 of Fic Fight 2 - Here we go again
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: Gen
Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Yagi Toshinori | All Might
Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Yagi Toshinori | All Might
Additional Tags: Sick Fic, Overworking, Fever, Warm and Fuzzy Feelings, no beta we die like anything, NWA Fic Fight Team 1-A
Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39961167
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Gettin’ inspirations from the Discord Chats
Kids do the darnedest things
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Toshinori. I’m trying out different styles for him sksksksksks
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Oh God, imagine the social media reaction to tinyMight, the feral adorable badass. Imagine his bullies and unfortunate small-time villains from 40+ years ago finding out who they tried to beat up. Imagine those few who have seen Yagi but don't know he's All Might wondering if skeleton man is All Might's twin or something. Imagine the shenanigans if the de-aging takes longer to undo. Interactions with Gran, Izuku, the other teachers.
Sequel to this.
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Toshinori felt his smile grow progressively more fixed the longer the detective stared at him with that haunted expression. Was he in some kind of trouble? It sounded as if the villain had swapped him for another rookie hero, one named All Might (cool name!), but that shouldn't be Toshinori's responsibility. Maybe the quirk also linked them, somehow? That would explain why the villains had been trying to kill him, and why the banana hero- Present Mic didn't want him to leave. On the other hand...
Oh, he should just ask. That would be easier.
He opened his mouth to do just that when the detective spoke instead.
"This is going to be so much paperwork," he said.
"I'm sorry?" said Toshinori.
"Yagi," continued the detective, "I love you like a brother, but ever since I met you, my paperwork load has tripled. Tripled."
"I've only just met you?"
If possible, the detective looked even more haunted.
Luckily, at this point, Present Mic opened the door to the car and slid into the seat next to the detective. "Thanks for coming, Detective Tsukauchi," he said. "Anyway, we have confirmation on the quirk that did this to you, and, well. It isn't time travel."
"Thank god," said Detective Tsukauchi.
"Um. I thought it was teleportation...?"
"You've been de-aged by about forty years," said Present Mic, all in a rush.
What. What?
The car started up in the silence.
"Are you telling me that I'm in the future? Oh my gosh, that's an amazing quirk."
"No, no, you're in the present. You're not-- It isn't going to send you back to the past when it wears off. You'll just, you know, go back to your normal age."
"Wow. That's still a really cool quirk. Does it have to be forty years, or can he adjust the amount of time? Like, he could use it on people with degenerative mental diseases, give their families one last time with them. Or, or for witness statements! It would be pretty good for a hero, too, you could de-age villains into kids and then they couldn't fight anymore... but maybe it'd be a little unethical... Hmm..."
"You don't seem very, uh, alarmed?" said Present Mic.
"What would I be alarmed about?"
"All of your friends and family being forty years older?" suggested Present Mic.
"Haha, I don't have any of those," said Toshinori, smiling as large as he could and giving the hero two thumbs up.
Present Mic and Detective Tsukauchi just stared at him.
Then Tsukauch turned to Present Mic. "You said it'll wear off? When?"
"Uh. The quirk registry wasn't entirely clear about that. But it does wear off."
"The press is going to be a nightmare," said Tsukauchi, rubbing his face.
"Why?" asked Toshinori.
The hero and detective exchanged another glance. Toshinori could practically hear them mentally screaming you tell him, no, you tell him at each other.
Tsukauchi coughed into his fist. "Well, Toshi- excuse me, Yagi-kun, you're... You've realized those two were trying to kill you?"
"It was... sort of hard not to, honestly," said Toshinori. "Is it because I'm a hero or something?"
"How did you-?"
Toshinori silently pinched the fabric of the overlarge jumpsuit leg between his fingers and raised an eyebrow.
"Right. Well. You're the Number One hero."
"Wow," said Toshinori. It seemed to be something he kept saying, today. "How did I do that without a quirk?"
"What?"
"He's a late bloomer," said Tsukauchi, quickly. "A late bloomer. You're a late bloomer."
"Uh. Okay?"
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"UA is so cool," said Toshinori, shielding his eyes against the sun as he looked up at the building.
"Haha, yeah," said Tsukauchi.
"Did I really go to school here?"
"You teach here, too!" said Present Mic.
"That's so cool," said Toshinori. "I can't believe I'm going to be a hero for over thirty years. That's like, the longest any hero has ever served."
"There are a couple who've served for longer, now, actually," said Present Mic. "Like Yoroi Musha, Recovery Girl, and Gran Torino."
"Yoroi Musha is still a hero?" asked Toshnori. "Like, actively? That's so long."
The gate behind them beeped, and Toshinori turned around just in time to take the bottom of a boot straight to the face. Needless to say, he fell over.
"Gran Torino!"
"Holy crap! I thought he'd dodge! Toshinori, you idiot, are you alright?"
"Ow," said Toshinori, trying and failing to recognize the voice that was referring to him so familiarly.
"Gran Torino, you really can't go around kicking people like that."
"Yagi-kun? Are you okay? Should we get Recovery Girl?"
Toshinori raised a shaking hand, thumb up. "I think I have a concussion."
.
When they got to the infirmary, it was already occupied by a couple students and... a strange homeless-looking man, but that didn't make sense. Maybe an undercover hero was stopping here for some reason? But why?
The students, one small and green, other with a mix of red and white hair, stared at him openly.
"Oops, sorry," said Present Mic. "Didn't think that anyone would be here before noon."
The homeless man sighed deeply. "Neither did I," he said, "and yet..." He fixed a baleful glare on the two students.
"I-I'm sorry, Aizawa-sensei," squeaked the green one. "I tried to get out of the way of the door, but I didn't want to run into Todoroki-kun, and-"
"It isn't your fault, problem child," said Aizawa with a sigh heavy enough to crush an elephant, who... was a teacher, evidently. Man. Standards for teachers' dress had really fallen in forty years, hadn't they? "The first year support class shouldn't have been doing anything with explosives of that caliber. Anyway, who's-"
"Are you Midoriya-kun's secret brother?" asked the red and white student.
"Who?" asked Toshinori.
"Todoroki-kun! You can't just ask people that!"
"You have to admit, he looks just like your father-"
"All Might is not my father."
"Riiiiiight," said Present Mic, guiding Toshinori to a bed with a hand on his back. "Now, why don't you just relax here while I go get Recovery Girl?"
"Coward," whispered Tsukauchi.
Present Mic shrugged and disappeared.
"So," said Aizawa, exhibiting a well-practiced air of boredom. "Are you related to All Might?"
"Eraserhead-san," said Tsukauchi, through clenched teeth, "may I introduce you to Yagi Toshinori? Yagi-kun, this is Aizawa-san. He's in charge of class 1-A."
Aizawa went pale. "Please tell me it isn't time travel."
"If it was time travel, we would be in an underground bunker or something," said Tsukauchi. "No, it was an age-regression quirk."
The green student inhaled sharply, then let off a small, "Oh."
"Wait," said the red and white student- Todoroki?- narrowing his eyes.
"Don't say it," urged the green haired boy.
"What do you think about quirks, Yagi-san?"
"Quirks are great!" said Toshinori. "I sure wish I-"
"Had a note book to write about them in!" interrupted Tsukauchi, loudly.
Toshinori frowned up at him, confused. What did he say?
Todoroki rubbed his chin with a finger. "To... analyze the quirks in?" he asked.
"Um," said Toshinori. "Yes?"
"See, Midoriya-kun?" said Todoroki, turning to the other boy. "He's just like you. You're the same." He touched his pointer fingers together.
Midoriya, for his part, looked extremely flustered.
"The same," repeated Todoroki. He looked back at Toshinori. "Do you happen to have a brother? A twin, perhaps?"
"Uh, I don't think so? But, then, I was a doorstop baby, so..."
Todoroki nodded sagely. "So you must have reunited with your long lost brother, the skeleton man, later in life-"
"Stop calling him that!" hissed Midoriya, yanking on his friend's uniform jacket.
"I wouldn't have to, if you'd just tell me your uncle's name-"
"He isn't my uncle."
Both Aizawa and Tsukauchi looked like they wanted to die. Or at least be somewhere else.
"Uh," said Toshinori, wanting to change the subject even with his concussion. "What are your quirks, anyway?"
"My quirk is called Half-Hot, Half-Cold," said Todoroki. He raised his hands. "It allows me to make fire from my left side, and ice from my right."
"Oh, neat," said Toshinori. "There must be so many applications like that! I mean, combat is obvious, but it might be even better for rescue work- Lots of casualties in natural disasters are because of exposure, you'd be ideal to counteract that in any weather. Or if a victim is going into shock! Plus, it'd be useful to have in everyday life, if they ever change the public quirk usage law- Did they change that?"
"No," said Aizawa.
"Actually, yes," said Tsukauchi, "but probably not in the way you're thinking..."
"Don't use your quirk in public," said Aizawa.
"You don't have to worry about that, because-"
"Don't use your quirk in public," said Tsukauchi, interrupting again. "Please."
"He does have a hero license, though, so technically-"
"Problem child."
"Sorry."
"Oh, oh, and what's your quirk?"
"Please do not fall out of the bed, To- Yagi-kun," said Tsukauchi.
"I'm not going to," said Toshinori.
"Well," said Midoriya, who had a very complicated expression on his face, "my quirk is, uh, a strength enhancer..."
"Just like yours," said Todoroki, as if he had just made an irrefutable point.
Oh, yeah. Toshinori's older self had a quirk. Maybe that's what Tsukauchi was trying to keep him from talking about? He wished they had told him beforehand if it was some kind of secret.
Also: was Todoroki implying that Midoriya was Toshinori's son? That'd be, like... Wow. If this was forty years in the future, and Midoriya was about the same age as him, that meant he'd had Midoriya when he was forty? Hm. He wasn't sure how to feel about that...
Luckily, before he could start in on a spiral about whether the idea of himself at forty or the idea that he had kids was the thought that was bothering him, Present Mic came back with a little old woman who was, apparently, Recovery Girl.
Wow. Yeah. That was sure a change in... everything. Yep. Really driving home the whole 'forty years in the future' thing. It sure was.
Recovery Girl sighed deeply. "What did you get yourself into this time, Toshinori?"
"Gran Torino kicked him in the head," said Tsukauchi.
"I'm going to skin that man alive one of these days," said Recovery Girl. "But I was talking about the other thing. Although, I suppose that's rather obvious. Do you mind if I heal you, dear? It will probably knock you out for a little bit."
"Sure," said Toshinori, who was beginning to strongly desire an escape from the increasingly awkward conversations around him. "Knock me out. Please."
"Alright, then."
And then she did.
#boku no hero academia#fic#prompt fill#ask#answer#bnha#this prompt has been marinating for#uh#a while#oops
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MightDad au headcanons?
Okay! To be clear, this is for my existing Stepdad Might AU.
First and biggest change is, All Might starts teaching at UA a bit earlier, to give himself cover for why All Might is suddenly in Musutafu all the time that doesn’t lead anyone to suspect he’s recently acquired a family there. This is rather a blow to All for One’s plans, as Shigaraki isn’t yet ready to challenge All Might, and also means that All Might has a bit more time to come to grips with teaching before Izuku gets to UA.
Much as we all might wish otherwise, Bakugou is aware that Izuku has a stepdad because his mother and Inko were at one point friends even if I suspect they grew apart over time because of the bullying. And said stepdad being a gaunt, skeletal-looking Quirkless secretary would be cause enough for sneering on its own, but that he’s All Might’s secretary just makes the bullying worse, especially because this means Izuku has a) met All Might, even if Bakugou doesn’t know Toshinori is All Might, and b) has connections in that world that Bakugou doesn’t, all of which is going to contribute to Bakugou’s inferiority complex and make him lash out.
Toshinori takes Inko’s name. He’s not that attached to ‘Yagi’ as a surname, and he kind of likes sharing a name with his wife and stepson anyway, and obviously Izuku isn’t changing his. This may cause a lot of trouble in a few years’ time when his identity is revealed, as there’s really no hiding that Midoriya Toshinori has a family.
Inko is able to attend the Sports Festival in person, because while I do maintain that parents ought to have got discounted tickets, here she’s married to All Might, which can get her in partly through his position as a teacher and partly because he must be getting a pretty decent salary. She and Toshnori end up watching most of the festival together in the stands, until he’s needed for the prizegiving ceremony, not-all-that-quietly freaking out about their son’s utter lack of self-preservation.
Izuku begins training a bit earlier here, probably by a year or two, and thus receives One for All a few months ahead of schedule, and thus has somewhat better control by the start of his time at UA. He still pushes himself too far because...it’s Izuku, that is what he does...but not quite so hard so fast as in canon. At least up until the USJ, anyway.
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As Long as You’ll Have Me
Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Toshinori Yagi | All Might (EraserMight)
Note: Originally my piece for the Erasermight zine that was cancelled, now gets to be my piece for Erasermight Day 2020! Warning for mentions of blood
Shouta kicks at him.“I can’t believe you made me get in the shower at three in the morning."
One hand cradling Shouta’s chin, Toshinori spreads antibiotic ointment over the cut and places a bandage over it. “You could have saved us both the trouble if you had at least tried to clean up first. Or slept on the couch.”
AO3: (X)
It takes Toshinori ages to fall asleep on his own. Falling asleep has always been difficult for the retired hero. He’s full of a restless, endless kind of energy he could never quite completely sate even after a long day of hero work, and the older he got, the more complications he had with his health and his running thoughts. Shouta made things easier, somehow. Reassuring and soothing in his own astute, stubborn, pragmatic kind of way.
So, on nights when Shouta works, falling asleep takes ages. And it is both unsurprising, and incredibly frustrating when Toshinori startles awake, after what feels like only a few minutes of sleep. He lies still for a moment, cataloguing the differences in the room and what could have woken him, realizing belatedly it is probably thanks to the wet, heavy form suddenly pressing against his back.
“Shouta?”
The form groans an affirmative.
He chuckles, relieved by the easy answer to his concern, and glances over his shoulder. In the dark he can’t make out any more than the general lump that is Shouta, hanging half off the bed next to him. His capture weapon lies almost entirely unwound in a pile next to him.
“Why are you all wet? I didn’t think it was supposed to rain tonight.”
“Didn’t rain,” Shouta grunts.
“What? Then why are you all wet?”
Shouta doesn’t answer and Toshinori sits up, ignoring the whined protest as Shouta slumps further onto the bed. Leaning over, he turns on a bedside lamp. The light is dim, but it still stings his eyes as it comes on; even Shouta flinches at the change–despite being face-down in the mattress.
At first there’s nothing startling about the image of the dark-haired hero lying sprawled in such a way, or rather there’s nothing unfamiliar about it, but then he sees the color pooling under him.
Toshinori reaches for him. “Is that blood?”
“Not mine.” Shouta grunts again, words muffled by the blankets.
Toshinori tosses the blankets off himself, all but leaping from the bed.
Shouta says something else, but Toshinori can hardly make out the sound, let alone piece together the words between his exhausted slurring and the buffer of fabric under him.
Grabbing him under the arms, Toshinori hauls him off the bed.
That wakes him, and Shouta squirms in his hold. “What are you doing?”
“You’re getting in the shower, right now.”
Shouta sags against him, not making any move to get away, but certainly not making the trek to the bathroom any easier. “I just want to sleep.”
Toshinori ignores his whining, kicking open the bathroom door and pushing on the light switch with his elbow. Shouta flinches again at the harsher light, but still doesn’t fight Toshinori’s hold, letting him manhandle him into the walk-in shower. Toshinori hits the lever to turn the water on. Shouta sways unsteadily under the spray, but he doesn’t immediately fall over, so Toshinori considers it a win.
“Take off your jumpsuit,” He orders. “Just leave it in the shower for now. I’ll be back in a moment.”
He strips the soiled sheets off the bed, tossing them into the corner to be dealt with later. In the morning he’ll regret it, but for now he has more pressing concerns. What’s one more blood stain anyways?
He hangs Shouta’s capture weapon as best he can on its hook on the wall – made for easy, emergency access – but it needs to be washed before he can let the filthy thing anywhere near Shouta’s face again. He pulls a clean fitted sheet onto the mattress and grabs a few spare blankets from the closet before he returns to the bathroom. Shouta’s only managed to get his jumpsuit half-off, but at least he tried, which is more than Toshinori can get from him some nights.
The water falling off him runs red and brown.
Stripping off his own light-weight sleep clothes, Toshinori joins him in the shower. Carefully, he helps peel the jumpsuit the rest of the way off, kicking it to the corner of the shower. Shouta sags against him as he reaches for shampoo, but Toshinori can already feel him becoming more alert under the spray.
“How does this even happen?” He asks, though not expecting much of an answer as he pours a generous amount of soap onto Shouta’s head.
“Explosion and regeneration quirk duo.”
He grimaces, working the soap into Shouta’s hair. The lather turns a dark, rusty color under his hands. “That sounds… well, dreadful, honestly.”
Shouta snorts against his shoulder. “No kidding.”
Toshinori pushes him further under the spray, tilting his head to catch the most of it, and waits until the water finally runs clear before he pulls Shouta back and pours more shampoo into his hands. He washes his hair once more, just to be safe.
Toshnori lathers up a washcloth with body wash and nudges it into Shouta’s hand. “Wash yourself off.”
Shouta only grunts in reply, but he takes the washcloth.
Toshinori grabs conditioner, pouring a generous amount onto the ends of Shouta’s thick hair.
He lets silence settle over them as he combs his fingers through Shouta’s hair, wincing in sympathy as he hits a particularly nasty snag. Shouta, however, seems unbothered. The quiet breaks only once for Shouta to ask for more body wash.
He can tell Shouta’s more awake by the time Toshinori finally deems him clean enough by the way dark eyes follow him around the bathroom as he slings a towel around his own waist before dropping one over Shouta’s head and wrapping a second one around him, but Shouta still lets Toshinori fuss over him, and guide him to sit on the edge of the bathtub.
“Stay there, I'm getting the first aid kit.”
“I'm fine.”
“Shut up.”
Shouta huffs a quiet laugh, somewhere between fond and exasperated, and shuts up.
First aid kit in tow, Toshinori crouches before Shouta, looking him over for the most pressing injuries, and ignoring the pointed look he gets for the way his knees pop as they bend. There's a scrape on Shouta’s cheek, and similar, small cuts scattered over his arms. The worst of it seems to be the already-darkening purple bruise curling around his ribs and over his shoulder, and a jagged cut on his leg.
Toshinori starts with his leg, settling onto the floor with a damp cloth to clean the wound, Shouta’s foot propped in his lap.
“This should really have stitches,” he mutters, even as he grabs a handful of butterfly closures from the kit.
“It’s fine.”
Toshinori rolls his eyes rather than arguing. He finishes wrapping Shouta’s calf in gauze, and looks up with an overly sweet smile. Shouta kicks at him with his uninjured leg.
“I can’t believe you made me get in the shower at three in the morning,” he mutters, as Toshinori moves from his leg to his cheek.
One hand cradling Shouta’s chin, he spreads antibiotic ointment over the cut and places a bandage over it. “You could have saved us both the trouble if you had at least tried to clean up first. Or slept on the couch.”
“You would have wondered where I was,” Shouta sighs, and it sounds like a complaint, even as he nudges Toshinori’s leg, so he knows it’s not. “And the last thing Eri needs to wake up to is me covered in guts on the couch.”
Toshinori makes a face. “Oh, only I get that privilege?”
“You can handle it, better than a six-year-old, anyways.”
Toshinori huffs but doesn’t protest. Getting to his feet, he settles between Shouta’s legs to towel off his hair. Shouta reaches out to grab his hip. It’s not a particularly strong touch, but it’s grounding, cementing the two of them in this moment together. The silence is warm and comfortable; and Toshinori can't help but think, even as his eyes sting from being woken suddenly from an already short sleep, and his pulse is only just now back to normal from his initial shock and horror of seeing Shouta return home exhausted and bloodied, that this is what happiness-at least his happiness-feels like; being able to savor this simple moment in time with someone he loves.
“Let’s get married.”
Toshinori chokes on a cough, biting his tongue in the process. He stumbles back, hiding his face in the crook of his arm, just to be safe. The last thing they need is for Shouta to be covered in yet another person’s blood for the night.
Shouta, meanwhile, hasn’t moved at all, his arm still out-stretched, as if Toshinori hadn’t stepped away, though the towel has fallen from his head. He matches Toshinori’s wide-eyed look with one of his own, as if he is just as surprised by the words that have come from his mouth.
“What?” Toshinori asks when he’s sure it’s safe for him to speak, hesitantly lowering his arm.
Shouta’s shoulders hunch and he ducks his head, but there’s no scarf to hide in like there is when he’s dressed. Toshinori can see the ends of his hair start to lift as he glances around the bathroom, as if looking for an answer, or somewhere to hide, a familiar compliment to the faint flush to his cheeks. “I mean… do you want to get married?...Eventually?”
“To you?”
Shouta arches a brow, his surprised expression transforming into something a little more familiar as his hair settles back around his shoulders. “I’m sorry, did you have someone else in mind?”
Toshinori sputters, finally crossing the distance between them once again. “Of course not! I just… didn’t,” his hand goes to cradle Shouta’s jaw again, and Shouta’s hand settles back on his hip but his grip is tighter now, as if he truly had anything to worry about with Toshinori’s slip or him slipping away. “Did you mean it?”
“I did,” Shouta admits. “I didn’t think it would come out today, or like that. But I’ve thought about it before.”
Toshinori feels like his world is spinning. “Really?”
“I love you, Toshinori. And maybe neither of us planned this, but we've made a life together. We’re raising a child together,” he shakes his head. “Hell, we’re raising multiple children. Why shouldn't we?”
Toshinori doesn't have the words, doesn't know if he'll ever have the words to properly express his awe, how he never expected to have even a fraction of this life they’ve made together, let alone get married, or have a family, but he surges forward, holding Shouta's face between his hands to kiss him senseless. They teeter precariously on the edge of the tub, but Shouta reacts just in time to save them from a painful tumble into the porcelain, throwing his arms around Toshinori's shoulders and pushing his weight against him. Toshinori takes it in stride, stepping back to accommodate and pulling Shouta off the tub. They stumble for a few feet before they bump and settle against the sink. It’s as good a place as any to catch their breath.
Shouta pushes Toshinori’s bangs behind his ears. “So, I’m assuming I can take that as a yes?”
Toshinori can’t help himself as he laughs, pressing another quick kiss to Shouta’s lips, and then the tip of his nose and the top of his head, for good measure. “Of course, my love,” he whispers into still-damp hair, savoring the scent of their shared shampoo, of the feeling of Shouta in his arms and his strong hands against his back.
They stumble back to bed, hands straying against naked bodies, but exhaustion hovers over them, lulling their sudden excitement to something soft and gentle. They both drift off to sleep within minutes of climbing into bed. They’ve both been falling asleep easier and sleeping better since getting together, not just Toshinori, and only in this moment does that suddenly seem like a bad thing.
In the morning, when sunlight pools in through the window, the curtains left open from Shouta’s late night entrance, Toshinori is the first to wake. The warm rays brush against his face in a gentle caress. Shouta lies beside him, bathed in the light but seemingly unaware of its warm touch or the way he glows under it.
He doesn’t look particularly comfortable, on his back with one arm shoved under the pillow and another stretched out between them, but comfort has never seemed to be Shouta’s biggest concern. Toshinori follows the sunbeams dancing across his lover (his fiancé now?) – trailing over a relaxed, calloused palm and up the pale expanse of his arm. He presses a soft kiss to the crook of his elbow, fingers brushing gently over the edges of the scar left by Shigaraki.
When he looks up, Shouta is watching him through hooded eyes.
“What are you doing?”
Toshinori continues on, pressing a kiss to his bicep, and another to his shoulder before he noses against his chin. “Good morning, love.”
“You have morning breath,” Shouta complains, nose wrinkling in displeasure.
Toshinori snorts, ignoring the complaint as he leans over for a kiss. “Yours is worse. At least I brushed my teeth last night.”
“Then you definitely shouldn’t be kissing me,” Shouta replies, even as he tilts his chin up to meet Toshinori.
Toshinori gives him nothing more than a quick peck before he starts to pull away. Shouta’s hand comes out from under his pillow before he can get much distance, pulling him back down for a proper kiss. Toshinori’s smug smile interrupts things a few times, but Shouta learned ages ago how to fix or work around such a problem.
Eventually, they break apart so Toshinori can catch his breath. Shoving his pillows against the headboard, he shifts to lean against it. Shouta stays prone besides him, reaching out to trace random patterns against his arm.
Shouta clears his throat suddenly, breaking the silence, and pulling his hand back. “Did I have a strangely vivid dream, or did I actually ask you to marry me when I came back last night?”
Toshinori nearly flinches at the question. He looks away, hopefully fast enough for Shouta not to see the flash of hurt in his eyes. He coughs, once, clearing his throat. “Not in so many words, but yes, that happened. If you didn’t mean…” Toshinori struggles to find the words he wants, without showcasing rather clearly the sinking feeling in his chest. “Rather, I understand if… Shouta?” Toshinori trails off as Shouta wordlessly slips out of bed and pads across the room to their shared dresser, crouching to access the bottom drawer– the one Toshinori never bothers with.
After rummaging around for a few moments, he pulls something out and returns to the bed, slipping back under the sheets. He cradles a small, black box between his hands.
“I kept thinking,” Shouta sighs, looking moments away from rubbing at his temples like he does when he has a particularly difficult student or a frustrating fight. “I thought, eventually, I would figure out something profound to say, or a special way to ask, because you deserve at least that much, Toshinori. Even just once. I certainly didn’t think I would just blurt it out, in the middle of the night, after you had just spent the last thirty minutes washing someone else’s blood out of my hair.”
“Shouta…” Toshinori reaches for him, but Shouta holds up a hand, requesting patience, a moment to collect his thoughts, and Toshinori’s hand drops back between them.
Eventually, Shouta reaches over and grabs his hand. “I love you, Toshinori. This is it for me. For as long as you’ll have me, and all my bad habits, late nights and shitty moods, I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” Letting go of him once more, Shouta opens the box in his hands, turning it to face Toshinori.
A thin gold band sits nestled in a bed of velvet. The surface is a plain, bright gold, but when Toshinori looks closer, he sees a pattern etched into the inside of the ring.
“Is that a-”
“Sunflower.”
When Toshinori looks up again, Shouta is watching him with a familiar, awkward look, which he thinks is supposed to be a smile but looks more like a grimace, that he wore the first time he asked Toshinori out for drinks with the clarification that it was actually a date this time, and again when he suggested they move in together, because Toshinori’s apartment was bigger and Eri needed her own room, and they spent all their time together anyways. It’s one of Toshinori’s favorite expressions.
“The simple band felt like too…little for you,” Shouta mutters when Toshinori still doesn’t say anything else. “But I wasn’t sure what…nothing else seemed-”
“It’s perfect.”
“Really?”
“Shouta,” Toshinori leans over, cupping Shouta’s face. The ring box falls out of his hands between them as Toshinori pulls him into a kiss that has Shouta grasping desperately at his shoulders, blunt nails digging sharp and familiar into his skin. He tries to pour everything can’t say now into the kiss, but they’ll have the rest of their lives together for him to show and tell and prove to Shouta everything he can’t in this moment. “Let’s get married.”
#bnha#mha#erasermight#allhead#eraserhead#all might#aizawa shouta#yagi toshinori#erasermight day#fic#established relationship#fluff#rita writes#1.20.2020
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Relationships:
Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako, Sasaki Mirai | Sir Nighteye/Yagi Toshinori | All Might
Additional Tags:
Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmates, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Getting Together, Pre-Relationship, Slow Burn, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence
Summary:
A look into what Toshinori Yagi does in his downtime when he's not at UA or fighting villains; along with a look into his past with his former soulmate, Mirai Sasaki and their falling out.
Notes:
UPDATE 1/27/2020 - This chapter has been updated a lot from the original version I posted. A lot of the same beats are here, just moved around a little to fix the flow and scenes have been added. I recommend if you're an old reader to reread this chapter! Enjoy!
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Nightmight Excerpt
“Have you seen my glasses--?” Mirai looked up, surprised to see Toshinori lounging on their bed and wearing his glasses with a playful grin on his face.
Toshinori took the photo the moment Mirai started to laugh. His expression softened. Nighteye’s laugh felt like music to his ears. He’d taken several photos, determined to capture this moment no matter how many photos it took. A blush formed on Mirai’s face, and he started to look rather flustered.
“Give them back,” he asked curtly, hand opened towards him.
“Kiss first.” Toshinori tilted his head and puckered his lips.
Mirai sighed and pretended to be annoyed as he sat on the bed beside him. He rested a thumb on his, parting his lips as he leaned forward. Toshinori jumped back when he suddenly felt a cool spray of mint hit his mouth rather than the warmth of Mirai’s lips.
“You haven’t brushed your teeth yet, heathen.” Mirai stared at him with a blank expression, holding a mouth spray in one hand, while taking his glasses back on with the other. Toshinori could only stare at him, baffled, before he burst out laughing.
“Well since you helped me freshen up~” Mischief shined in his eyes.
Mirai’s eyes widen and he had no time to defend himself as he was tackled onto the bed. He turned his head quickly, making Toshinori miss his mark as he planted a kiss on his cheek. That didn’t deter Toshinori as he pecked several kisses across along Mirai’s cheek, jaw and nose; anywhere he could reach while his beloved squirmed beneath him.
“Brush your teeth!” Mirai yelled, curling his fingers around his, but was now trying and failing to stop himself from laughing.
Toshinori rested his head against his and laughed heartedly. Mirai leaned up to finally kiss him, but failed as they came to realize it was almost impossible to kiss while laughing. The realization only caused them to laugh even more. Toshinori gave up and buried his face in Mirai’s neck and waited to calm down.
“I can’t believe I fall for your charm every time,” Mirai finally breathed, his laughter subsiding, running his fingers through his golden locks.
Toshinori turned to look up at him with a grin. Toshinori rolled back onto the bed, pulling Mirai over him.
“You know you love it.”
“Unfortunately.” Mirai settled against him, tracing a knuckle against his cheek. His expression held no amusement. Toshinori’s grin only grew and Mirai cracked, returning the fond look as he leaned down to place a proper kiss on his lips.
Toshinori blushed, surprised by how much something so curt felt like an “I love you,” and accepted the kiss eagerly. He slipped a hand beneath Mirai’s shirt along his back until he found what he’d been searching for. He traced his fingers along his soulmark, earning a soft sigh from Mirai.
“We’re going to be late for work, Toshinori.” Mirai hummed, though his eyes remained closed.
“Ten more minutes.”
“Five.”
As far as Toshnori remembered, it’d been much longer than five minutes.
#nightmight#toshinori yagi#mirai sasaki#bnha#bnha fic#i can't get over how much i enjoyed making this rewrite
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Selftober Day 14; Vacation
SO. this isn’t exactly fall-themed, but suckers I made it anyways. Today’s f/o is…
…Toshinori Yagi!
So please enjoy! This one was very fun ♥︎
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Heroes didn’t get vacations.
Well, at least, not when you were at the top. Smaller heroes usually were able to set aside time, but when you’re one of the top heroes in the world- or number one? Then ‘rest’ wasn’t usually a concept that you were familiar with. But somehow, by some kind of magic, Bronwen had pulled one together. One week, off to a small private island off the coast of Japan. Not so far away it would cause worry for Toshnori, but yet not so close it would end up as autograph signings and photo shoots, mixed in with stopping petty crime as it came up. In essence, like every day other day, just spent in another city. The location wasn’t publicly disclosed in order to avoid press, so hopefully they could spend the entire week with one another- no fans and no paparazzi rushing in on speedboats. Just them, enjoying a little sun on a comfortable little island.
“Okay Toshi, we’re here!” Bronwen beamed pulling her boyfriend- who was currently in his true form- along and onto the sandy beaches of the small island, “We should get everything unpacked so we can get this week started!”
“S-Slow down a little, dear, there’s no hurry.” Toshinori said, nearly tripping over himself at her sudden tug of his arm as she ran down towards their villa, “It’s just the two of us here, isn’t it? You don’t need to rush.”
Bronwen complied with his request, slowing a bit as she tugged their bags along, but looked back towards him with a warm glint in her eye, “But Toshi… we never get to take a break like this. As heroes, even just a day is valuable. So an entire week? Can we really afford to lose any of that daylight? I…It’s probably selfish, but I can’t help but want to dive into it. I have you all to myself for a whole week- no villains, no anything. Wasting even a second seems, you know… like I’m taking it for granted. Taking you for granted.”
The brunette looked forward again, leaving a shocked Toshinori to be pulled along behind her. He never really realized just how much of their time had been poured into being heroes- poured into their jobs. Sure, it wasn’t like the had no time for each other. The only thing was it was usually at night, and unless they wanted to be swarmed by cameras, often confined inside. But with her, he was happy no matter where they were. She kept him grounded- acted as his anchor- his number one supporter and greatest inspiration. A shining beacon, who despite being someone that he thought could pick just about anyone in the world, smiled and embraced him. Not for his title as the number one hero, not for what he had done, not even because he rescued her. No; all because she saw the man behind the muscles, behind the fame and flashing cameras, and asked to get to know him. Without judgement. A person like that was already someone he felt blessed to have… but the more that Toshinori thought about it, the more he could see where she was coming from.
In some ways, Bronwen was sharing Toshinori with the rest of the world. He was the Symbol of Peace, a hero admired by all, constantly in the spotlight. While she, too, drew attention herself- third place definitely wasn’t something to scoff at- it wasn’t as much as him. Furthermore, with the world knowing they were together, there was even more of a draw to them both as the public tried to scrounge up whatever drama they could. Since they had gotten together, he’d seen at least three articles trying to claim they’d broken up, every single one being something he’d personally stepped up to deny. There was a strain there for sure. It’s be hard for anyone- but they stuck together, because their love for one another beat everything else. Yet, a strain like that would get to anyone before they needed a break. So Bronwen saying this now; it made perfect sense. As much as he unconditionally adored her, she was human- as was he.
“You aren’t taking me for granted. But, I can see what you mean. I am very excited to be here with you, after all,” He confessed as they stepped inside the cozy little villa and she placed down their bags, “but you don’t need to feel rushed. I’d rather you be happy and comfortable than barreling headfirst into things- it doesn’t suit you.”
Bronwen visibly relaxed a little, but laughed softly as she pulled out swimsuits from her bag, “Oh? And it suits you? I… for sure get it though. I know I’m normally so organized, but I have to confess- emotionally I’m completely exhausted. I just want to recharge with my favourite guy. So, dearest Yagi…”
She placed his swimsuit into his hands, walking off deeper into the building in order to change herself.
“…Go put that on. We’re having a day on the beaches, you and I, and it’s going to be a blast- got it?”
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The day had flown by like a rocket shot off into orbit. After both of them had changed into their swimwear, the heroic couple had gone straight to the south side of the island, in order to relax on the sparkling sandy shores. Bronwen had a bag packed in record time, packed with all the beach essentials, and a picnic basket for when they would take some time for lunch. The sun was high in the sky by the time she’d laid down the beach towels and prepared the umbrellas, the duo starting their day off quite simply. Bronwen drew, Toshinori read the book she’d recommended him. It was peaceful, the breeze light and sun warm, but not scalding quite yet.
Then the day drifted on. Eventually, the hours ticked by, and the time had come for their picnic. Everything- aside from a few treats Bronwen had snagged before they left- was handmade, Bronwen’s handiwork made clear by the hearts and other cute shapes that everything took. A message was even buried at the bottom of the basket, reading ‘Love you, Toshi’ in carefully done cursive letters. But while it earned her a blush, and gave Bronwen the chance to kiss his cheek, there was still time in the day. They advanced from their little spots on the shore, going a bit closer towards the sea- with sandcastles in mind.
The sun moved forward. Laughter filled the air as poor attempts at sandcastles started to line the coast, eventually Bronwen taking Toshi’s hand, the two working together to make something better than the sad blobs that the waves would hopefully wash away. By the time they had finished their masterpiece- a passible multi-level sandcastle- the sky was starting to paint itself orange with the passionate tones of the setting sun. Bronwen had moved back to their cozy little alcove, but Toshinori had decided to stay in the water. Spotting shells, walking along it, feeling the waves as they rose and crashed onto the shores… but it wasn’t as fun without her there.
“Bronwen! Come here- don’t worry, it’s shallow,” He promised, knowing just how nervous being in the ocean made her. She just shook her head, adjusting the strap of her red and black one piece with a giggle.
“I’d rather stay away from the murder zone, sorry darling!”
Well, that didn’t seem to work. Seemed as if he’d need to be more persuasive. “But it’s awfully warm out. You should cool off at least a little- you overheat easily.”
She couldn’t deny that. A few minutes too long in a hot tub and the poor woman was in serious trouble. But even despite how convincing he was, Bronwen was stubborn.
“But the ocean is scary~!” She whined, dragging out the word ‘scary’ as if it would somehow send the anxiety away, “It’s gonna swallow me up and I’ll die instantly! Or the murder fish will come out of nowhere! You don’t want me to die by the murder fish, do you?”
Still a failure. But then… he got an idea. Toshinori didn’t just need convincing- he needed to take it up a notch. Changing into his muscle form- the white and red striped swimsuit adapting with him- Toshinori made his way over to Bronwen; a bright grin on his face, putting the very sun to shame. Quickly enough he’d reached her, Bronwen a bit surprised by it all. Should he really be straining himself like that?
“Well, fear not, my love, for I am here!” He started with a laugh, scooping Bronwen up into his arms as if she were a princess, “We can’t let your fear stop you from enjoying the rest of our day!”
Her face went bright red, attempting to stutter out a proper sentence only for it to end up jumbled into an absolute mess of wasted breath. But Toshinori didn’t stop, advancing towards the sea with another laugh.
“If you think the ocean will harm you, then I will just have to protect you! So long as I am here, then nothing will ever happen to either of us! It’s a hero’s promise!” Toshinori proclaimed, slowly walking deeper into the water while also keeping her close to him, “See? You have nothing to fear.”
“E-Easy for you to say! You’re big and strong, I am small and vulnerable!” She squeaked, shivering a bit as some of her long hair was submerged into the bright blue ocean water, “Nooooooo! The waves are gonna eat me!”
“You aren’t weak or vulnerable.”
Bronwen adopted a look of confusion, tilting her head up from it’s spot of being buried in his chest. He sounded awful serious, considering the upbeat, cheery the from before. “Huh?”
“You are the farthest thing from weak. You are strong- in every way. Especially your spirit,” He said, gently lowering Bronwen into the water, but still holding on to her so her arms could stay wrapped around his shoulders. “Fear or not, joking or not, you should never say you are weak. You are as strong as you are beautiful, sunlight.”
Her heart seemed to stop for a moment. Her lips curled into a gentle smile, and for a second, Bronwen completely forgot that she was partly submerged in ocean water. “Oh Toshi…” She sighed, unable to stop the tears from welling up in her eyes, “You’re far too sweet to me. What did I ever do to find someone like you?”
“I ask the same question every day.”
With a beaming smile, Bronwen pulled Toshinori into a kiss; short, but sweet. It was over as quickly as it had happened, Bronwen resting her forehead against his with a gentle sigh. “You always know exactly what to say.”
“There! Over there! The tip- the rumours were too! They’re on vacation here! Get some pictures- now!” “Yes m’am! You heard her- get snapping.”
The moment was completely destroyed by the semi-distant whirr of a motorboat engine. Looking out towards the sea, sure enough, were reporters. Just their luck, on a week long getaway, they’re discovered on day one. Charming. With a mutual sigh, Bronwen just kissed his cheek before activating her quirk- long, spider-like limbs of bone extending from her back- Bronwen moved Toshinori out of the water. She gathered their things as quickly as possible, rushing deeper into the island with shouts following after them. Bronwen just rolled her eyes, continuing on as quickly as she could, Toshinori running by her side back towards the villa.
Heroes didn’t get vacations.
But, that didn’t mean that with one another, Bronwen and Toshinori felt like they did anyways.
#self insert#self ship#selftober#self tober 2019#romantic; i need a hero#the starlight selection#the dreamer’s diary of escapism
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Could you possibly do an imagine where they're show casing all the new heroes and a small but bad ass girl comes out and stuns all might. They start to get to know each other but one day she catches him in his small form and he gets insecure but fluff ending!!!
Toshinori Yagi x Fem! Reader
Note: none.
You weren’t supposed to be as bad ass and strong as you were. You were a five foot girl who looked like she couldn’t harm a fly. Once a agency signed you and seen your work, they were immediately taken back. You didn’t cause damage, your quirk was strong and you didn’t even come from U.A. High School. You hailed from Ketsubutsu Academy and not a lot of people paid attention to them.
The agency that signed you was the same one that signed All Might when he first became a hero. Soon enough, they started show casing their top heroes in order to gain some leverage on other agencies.
You were among the first ones to be invited. Your quirk had the ability to trick villains into thinking that they were dead. You were a grim reaper of sorts but without actually killing anyone. It was first seen as a dangerous quirk because if you let it get out of hand, you could actually kill them but after training and learning how to control it, it wasn’t bad.
The day of the event came and you were told to dress in business formal clothes but to make sure that your identity was hidden. In the end, you sported a black and white knee high dress with a mouth guard and a domino mask. It looked bad ass as hell and you were seriously considering your hero uniform.
They lined up six different people and you happened to be dead last. Everyone at the show case was extremely tall but they all had quirks that you had seen before. Your quirk was a unique one that would make you stand out. Hearing everyones name and watching their hype video, you finally heard your name.
“(your hero name), she graduated from Ketsubutsu Academy and went on to travel the world for hero work. After finally signing to our agency, we groomed her to the best damn hero anyone has seen on such a small girl. With the ability to trick villains into thinking that they’re dead, she has captured and turned in over 30+ villains.”
They went on to explain your quirk even more and while everyone was stunned, you couldn’t help but laugh. After the video, they were playing “Dark Ages” by Thomas Bergersen as you stepped out.
The crowd didn’t expect you to be so small and you stood in line with the other heroes.
“Please welcome you’re newest top heroes!”
All Might sat in the crowd over looking the heroes that would soon replace him. The one he couldn’t wrap his around was you. Your quirk was so unique but you were so tiny. You looked like one of his students, height wise.
Once the showcase was over, there was a cocktail dinner in order to get older heroes to interact with the newer ones. All Might spoke to the newest heroes first in order to get to talk to you more. He noticed you with Present Mic and Midnight.
“Ah! All Might! Have you met (your hero name)!” Present Mic asked enthusiastically.
All Might nodded no but he noticed your face was struck with shock.
“Holy shit, you’re All Might. The symbol of peace! Jesus fucking christ, I’m about to pass out,” You said without realizing what you actually said. “I am so sorry but I’m a huge fan. I’m so excited to finally meet you.”
All Might laughed at your amusement, “Nice to meet you! It’s such a pleasure meeting someone with your unique quirk! You’ll do a great service to this agency!”
Your mouth dropped in surprise and soon realized that Midnight and Present Mic had left which left you and All Might.
“You really did inspire me to become a hero! I was entering college when your first came on the scene and I can tell you that everyone in the room was so admired by your work when you defeated the villain,” You confessed. “I hope to reach your level of hero work one day.”
All Might felt himself already slowly falling for you. No one had ever gushed about his work like that before. No one besides Izuku.
“With time, training and work, you will reach great things,” All Might boasted. “Would you mind if I treated you for a drink.”
You immediately accepted the offer and the two of you made your way to the bar. Sitting down and talking over some whisky, the conversation continued for over two hours.
All Might looked down to his watch and seen that he had to leave before his body left, “I have some late night patrolling to do. I hope to see you around!”
You nodded and waved him off. Just as you were about to get up, you noticed that All Might had left his number on a napkin. You felt yourself squealing internally and immediately put the napkin in your pocket.
After texting each other and setting up a date, you felt a bit scared for actually going on a date with him. What if others seen it as some kind of way to be more popular? That you were only using All Might in order to gain popularity from the rest of the world.
The date went smoothly as a first date could go. The two of you went to a secret restaurant that Midnight had offered. It was an exclusive club for heroes who wanted to date other heroes without getting caught.
After a few more dates, the two of you started to date. The topic of revealing each others real identities was mentioned but you knew that it had to happen if the relationship was going to be serious. You had no problem revealing your real self to All Might but he was the one who hesitated.
The world knew about the relationship between you and All Might. The two of you exposed it and it got great reception from the public. The two of you teamed up a lot more and some of the public basically praised the ground you walked on.
All Might did have his issues though. He could tell that a few new heroes had their eyes on you. You were attractive, smart, funny and knew how to interact with a crowd. You were everything that All Might used to be. Since he knew that he had to retire soon, you were going to be by yourself and working with other heroes.
The time that it really hit him was when you and Hawks were teaming up. You were kicking the villains ass while Hawks saved people. It seemed that the two of you worked a lot faster and while you did work at a great pace with All Might, he still felt that insecurity in the back of his mind.
You were getting ready for a date and you knew that something was up with All Might. He was starting to leave dates a lot faster and not really participating in battles unless it was a serious one.
Slipping on the domino mask, you heard the doorbell. You quickly put on your shoes and ran to the door. You seen All Might standing at your doorway with flowers in his hand.
“All Might, they’re beautiful,” You whispered as you ushered him inside. “Let me put this in a cup and we can head out.”
It didn’t take less than a minute before you heard coughing fit. Quickly turning around, you were greeted to someone else. A frail man with blood streaming down his face.
“All Might?!” You screamed in a questioning tone. “What the hell, get in here!”
You grabbed him by the wrist and brought him inside. Grabbing a towel, you wiped his mouth.
“All Might, what in the hell is going on,” You asked as you sat him down. “You better tell me what’s going on or I’m going to force it out of you.”
He sighed, “I’m Toshinori Yagi, the eighth person who held the One for All quirk.”
You nodded, “Is this the real you?”
“Yes it is and if this relationship is willing to continue, you’re going to have to accept me for what I really look like. I might not be the muscular guy you fell in love with but this is who I am,” Toshinori confessed.
You hugged him and kissed his cheek, “Toshnori, I don’t care how you look. Yeah, i might have fell in love with the muscular you but you look far better now. This is the real you.”
You slowly took off your domino mask and ripped off your mouth guard, “If this is what kept you from me, I’m sorry. We agreed to be together and when people fall in love, we have to fall in love with everything.”
Toshinori sighed of relief, “Now can we go out like regular people instead of hiding behind masks and mouth guards?”
“Duh, now let’s get you some fresh clothes and go do something fun. The amusement park literally opened a few days ago and I’ve been dying to ride some rides,” You confessed as you immediately got up to your feet.
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Do you know offhand any fanfictions or fancomics about the other teachers finding out about All Might's true form for the first time? I've been going through the Yagi Toshnori | All Might tag on ao3 from the beginning to find some but I could only find one.
nope dont read much all might fanfiction
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Illustration for Chapter 3
And my favorite illustration so far. I could fall for him all over again !!
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Favorite doja cat lyrics to describe your relationships
x Nathanael Abcott (Oc) [Tag: Drugged Love💵👜 ]
I, I feel like fuckin' somethin'
But we could be corny, fuck it
x Russia // Ivan Braginski (Hetalia) [Tag: 🌻Optimistic Tragedy🌻 ]
Plan a motherfuckin' wedding
You the type I wanna marry (Yeah) and keep you merry
I'll put the ring on when you ready
x Willy Wonka (CaTCF) [Tag: Dark Candies🍫🍬 ] (This ship is like high key ruined for me)
Maybe you don't want what you need most (Oh, oh, oh)
Is it crazy I'm not scared to be alone?
x Alastor (Hazbin Hotel ) [Tag: 🔻Red Thread🔻 ]
Damn papa, you a rare breed, no comparing
And it's motherfuckin' scary
Tryna keep him 'cause I found him
Let a ho know I ain't motherfuckin' sharing
x Kurt Wanger (X-Men Movies) [Tag: Night Eyes✨🌃 ]
Tell me what it's 'bout to be
Really feel it's bound to bе
I can't tell no one, but they all know
x BumbleBee (TF) [Tag: The Hive🍯🐝 ]
Can we stay up all night? Fuck a jet lag
You bring your fine ass and overnight bag
x Michelangelo (TMNT) [Tag: Orange Soda🧡🥤 ]
I can be your sugar when you're fiendin' for that sweet spot
Put me in your mouth, baby, and eat it 'til your teeth rot
x Dominique Dalmatia (Disney Villain Recruit) [Tag: Paws & Prints🐾🐕 ]
I wanna touch on you (On you)
You see me in my room (My room)
Wish you were here right now (Right now)
All of the things I'd do
x Mettaton (Undertale) [Tag: Glamorous Disco🕺🎇💃 ]
Tell me, what must I do? (Do tell, my love)
'Cause luckily I'm good at reading
I wouldn't bug him, but he won't stop cheesin'
x Vlad Masters (Danny Phantom) [Tag: 📖Ghost Stories👻 ]
Said play with my pussy, but don't play with my emotions (Emotions)
x Yagi Toshnori (BNHA) [Tag: S.I.D🌻💪 ]
Tell me your schedule (Yeah)
I got a lotta new tricks for you, baby
Just sayin' I'm flexible (I will)
x Taishiro Toyomitsu (BNHA) [Tag: Food Fight🥡🥢 ]
Feel that slow high setting in
Let it take you to a place you ain't never been
Like floating on cotton candy clouds
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Indulge us with a fun yet random fact about you and your F/os! >:3
x Nathanael Abcott
x Nate sleep walks really bad due to him being possess sometimes I walk up to him running into something. Sometimes I walk up to him in the kitchen cooking, the most spooky one is when he sits in the living room and chants in his native tongue and sometimes they are prayers other times they aren’t. When he isn’t doing the latter I normally sneak up behind him and tap his shoulder and start a conversation with him before sending him back to bed. In the morning I’ll ask him about late night and it bugs him so much when he can’t remember anything.
x Willy Wonka
x Wonka once allowed me to cut his hair....I didn’t tell him I didn’t know what I was doing. I gave him a karen haircut and he was so devistated that he wouldn’t talk to me until his hair grew back. I told him I was sorry but everytime he looked at me I felt he was gonna ask for my manager.
x Alastor
x He has a fluffy tail that I like to tie ribbions around it. He sings when he cooks and even though my not the best to be a duet I always sing with him if i know the words. Sometimes we get so caught up in goofing off we burn the food.
x Kurt Wanger
x Kurt has tried to help me learn even the smallest bit of conversational german but as a silly American, I sound really bad. He tries his best with correcting me but dear lord I’m a mess. Hopefully, if he takes me to German I’m a lot better by then because I’m going to sound like a silly American and he is gonna be so internally embressed by me confidently fucking up his mother tongue.
x BumbleBee (TF)
x Bumblebee calling OP dad on accident and me doing the same but purposefully. When Bee is in his holoform we’ll wear shirts that say we’re OP dumbass kids and if found leave us be. I took Bee to get his tongue peirced and he scared the dude when he glitched out when the needle went through his tongue.
x Michelangelo
x Mickey stole Donnie’s human disguised bracelet and we took a road tip out of the state. Half way towards the midwest during the day when it broke and or ran out of power and BAM giant turtle man in the front seat. He had to play it cool like it was a custom.
x Dominique Dalmatia
x I sometimes forget he still has somewhat dog brain so if I say a random command he does it. We were shopping and he got distracted by something shiny and put it in his mouth and I called out “Sit and spit it out” and he dropped to his ass and did so.
x Mettaton
x When Mtt needs to charge his body and goes back into his box form. I repaint his nails and do his makeup to make sure when he get back in his fancy form he is freshie fresh. He showers me in kisses everytime he boots up and looks in the mirror.
x Yagi Toshnori
x this man gets backrubs and messages anytime he asks for them. Now that doesn’t mean I haven’t fucked something up tho, I tried to set the mood with turning the lights off and lighting candels. Everytime was going great until I knocked the candle over into the oil and nearly set his apartment on fire. After that he has banned me from using real candles.
x Taishiro Toyomitsu
x The first time I saw his skinny form I thought he was a stranger trying to talk to me and I panicked and punched him in his balls and took off running. When he made it home after recovering and eating I told him what happen and he looked at me and told me it was him and I felt so bad.
[Thank you for the ask babe!! @honeypeachiepie 💕💕💕]
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