Comp Sci Class - A Normal AU DDLC Fic

MangaSuna Week, an rarepair event for Manga Fukidashi and Setsuna Tokage. March 10-17.

Prompts will be revealed on Valentine's Day.

Not gonna lie, I loved this episode where 1-A performed and Jiro became confident in her talents/hobbies. It was so... happy? Amazing? I dunno, I guess I loved it because it put a smile on my face.

(I mean that in a happy way! When I read it over it sounded kinda depressing, so...)

UwU

It’s been a while since I’ve done a post about Uraraka, so here are some wallpapers in her honor!

Hope you like them!

If any of you have any requests for something I could post (such as a fic or something) feel free to ask! You may be as specific as you like and I will see if I can do it! Other than that, I’ll try my best to make it!

I love your MHA wallpapers! Do you have any villain ones?

Nope, not yet, but I can try and look for some!

Icons for one of my favorite characters: Melissa Shield!

Newly Brewed Tea and a Morning City View — TodoMomo

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[A/N]

This has been in my drafts for a really long time, so take it.

And just a warning: it’s cringy.

Anyways, hope you all enjoy, and I love you all!

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The left side of the early morning sky was a dark lavender shade; the temperature cold and bitter, but the right side showed a baby blue that was easy on the eyes, and the feeled temperature that was gradually getting warmer by the half-hour. Yao-momo watched the usual morning doves soar gracefully in the sky that reminded her of her other half. The one that was still fast asleep back inside. After two long weeks of hard, non-stop hero work, the two could finally get the sweet relaxation they both well-deserved.

She sipped her tea thoughtfully, the boiled water warming her up from the inside out almost instantly. She gazed upon the view of her apartment balcony, located on the thirteenth floor. The town - regardless that it was 6:30 in the morning - was just beginning to buzz with its usual life and energy. A few cars began appearing on the road and driving to wherever the errand-runners and work-women needed to be, and the lights of small corner stores and pharmacies were starting to be switched on; preparing for their day of demanding customers.

Yao-momo yawned and stretched out her legs, tugging her knitted, vanilla sweater over her shoulders and stood up - empty teacup in hand. Even though it was her first day to finally relax and take it easy, she always made a schedule. And that schedule had started right now.

Yao-momo went back inside, put the kettle on boil, picked a tea bag at random and set it down in her cup.

“Good morning.”

Yao-momo quickly glanced behind her. “Oh, good morning, Shoto.”

Yao-momo heard the scraping of a chair, and assumed Shoto had dragged himself to the kitchen table tiredly.

“Why’re you up so early?” Shoto asked, his morning-voice deep and rough. 

Ding.

Yao-momo turned back around and took another teacup from the cupboard, then poured the boiling water into both of them and dipped the tea bags in and out of the hot water to let the herbs seep in.

“I found it hard to sleep, so I got up and made myself some tea.” Yao-momo explained, turning around with two full cups of tea in each hand and sat across from Shoto, placing his cup in front of him, along with a tender kiss on his head.

“Why did you get out of bed?” Asked Yao-momo in return, but Shoto had already nestled his head on his arms - dozed off. Yao-momo turned to look out the kitchen window; apricot sunshine was now peeking out of little-fall clouds, officially starting the day for many. Yao-momo gingerly took a sip of her tea, but winced as she took a rather big one and burned her tongue. She threatened to spit it out, but resisted and swallowed it with - quite literally - hot pain sinking down inside her chest.

She looked back at Shoto; his breathing done in long, heavy sighs. Yao-momo began to worry that he would accidentally fall on the floor thinking that he was in bed, but shook her worries away with a literal shake of her head. He wasn’t stupid, after all. There would always be that thought that reminded him that he wasn’t in his bed lingering in the back of his mind - just like sleeping on an airplane.

Yao-momo sighed and stood, then walked towards the window, getting a better view for herself. The streets below her were now packed with ant-sized people bustling together to form a thick crowd. She remembered being a part of that crowd just a week ago, patrolling the streets like the hero she trained to be. Shoto had been patrolling in a different part of the town.

But wherever they were, they both worked equally hard, and it was safe to say that one of them was extremely exhausted - no doubt.

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{Warning: harsh words that may be sensitive to viewers}

When someone says your OTP is stupid and pointless.

BNHA Rarepair Horror Fest #2!

This event was organized by: @bnhararepairhub

Rarepair: Kurea Boyansu (Clair Voyance) x Fuyumi Todoroki

Prompt/Title: Is Somebody Watching Me?

It was the final week before Halloween, so to do something nice for her kindergarten class, Fuyumi was baking cookies for her students. All alone, humming to herself in her spacious kitchen. All alone, with only the clanking of pots and pans to reply. All alone, where she heard the oven timer beep and the front door open.

She placed a tray of soon-to-be cookies inside the oven and began preparing another batch.

She felt the hair on her neck creep up. Something didn’t feel right…

…

Was someone there?

She called out, “Kurea?”

There was no response.

Still feeling slightly uncomfortable, she shrugged it off and resumed baking.

Suddenly, two hands grabbed her shoulders.

Fuyumi let out a scream, only to be met with her girlfriend, Kurea, laughing her butt off.

“Haha! You should’ve seen the look on your face!”

Fuyumi pouted, “that wasn’t funny! I thought someone broke in!”

Boyansu rolled her eyes, “no one’s ever going to break in,” she assured, “not with your pro-hero girlfriend around.” She put one arm around Fuyumi and planted a kiss on her cheek.

“Can I lick the beaters when you’re done?”

Fuyumi sighed, “of course you can.”