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Confessing - Tenya Iida

A/N: Takes place after the war, reader is in the hero course, Iida’s eyes are red like in the manga because I say so, I tried to keep it as in-character as possible..

Warnings: None!

It was unlike Tenya to be so jittery.

He couldn’t help it, though. Not when you were standing right in front of him, in all your glory, looking better than he thought was humanly possible.

It had all started his first year at U.A. You were a classmate, another hardworking student on their path to becoming a hero. At first, you were simply admirable like the rest of the hero course students. Tenya had never paid anymore mind to you than everyone else. However, as the year went on his affections for you turned to be more than that of “just a classmate.” He adored you. His normally calm attitude seemed to vanish whenever you were near. You could turn him to goo just by looking at him. He was putty in your hands.

“Iida, you can go. It’s okay.”

You looked up at where he stood by the doorframe. He was still in his hero costume, but his helmet sat on a chair nearby. He seemed to loom over you.

“Nonsense,” he said firmly. “It is my responsibility as class president to ensure the safety of my classmates.”

“I’m in Recover Girl’s good hands.”

His cheeks were pink, and his eyes always seemed to meet every inch of your face except your eyes. No matter what, Iida never made eye contact with you.

Except that one time.

The war had ended not even an hour ago. Iida was exhausted. Battered. Bruised. Aching. Hurting all over. Yet still, he ran to you. His big hands clasped you on the shoulders tightly. They shook.

“Are you hurt?” He had asked so adamantly. You couldn’t ignore the way it drove you a little crazy.

“Of course you are,” He nodded, his eyes dancing around the room. “I’m simply to make sure you get to your dorm safely.”

“Why do you do that?” You asked suddenly. His eyes flickered to yours, then away again. It seemed he was looking at your nose this time.

“What do you mean?” He asked slowly, almost nervously.

“You never look me in the eye, Iida.”

Tenya hesitated. His breath got caught in his throat. His heart was skipping beats. What seemed like thousands of questions raced through his mind. Were you catching on to his feelings? Were you upset? Uncomfortable? And most importantly, if he revealed his truest affections to you, how could you react?

“I do apologize,” he stammered stiffly. “I don’t mean anything impolite by it.”

“What aren’t you telling me?”

You couldn’t help but be hopeful. Iida was the perfect guy. He was smart, polite, responsible, kind, and—in your humble opinion—incredibly handsome. Tenya Iida was completely and utterly tantalizing.

You watched him intently. He wiped his hands on the pants of his suit nervously—having already taken off some of his armor. He stood up straight and stiff and took a breath.

“(Y/N).” Slowly, he stepped forward. His soft red eyes finally met yours.

“Iida?”

“I would…like to get to know you better,” he muttered softly. Then he sighed. “I would like to take you out. I would like to spend all the time in the world with you. And I,” he hesitated, “would like you to call me Tenya.”

At this point, Tenya was convinced he should turn around and sprint the other way. He had no way of knowing what was going on inside your head. Was the feeling mutual? Were you happy? Were you nervous? He could feel the beads of sweat dripping down his back. He pulled at the fabric around his neck.

You sighed loudly. A huge weight seemed to lift off your shoulders.

“Tenya.”

Late Night Loving ~ M. Fushiguro

A/N: It’s certainly been a while…I’m trying to get back into writing again. I’ve recently been rewatching JJK so I just had to get back on here. Enjoy this blurb!

Summary: After a long day of killing curses, you and your lover find peace in one another.

I hope you're doing well. Today, I’m reaching out with a heartfelt request. My family is going through an incredibly difficult time, and I need your help to make our story heard.

🔄 A simple reblog of my pinned post can spread awareness.

💖 A small $5 donation could bring hope where it’s desperately needed.

@nasr-daher

Even the smallest act of kindness can create ripples of change. Your support means the world—thank you for standing with us! 🙏✨

I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.

💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.

🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.

@sajagz, thank you for listening.

Even gentle support creates strength.

From one heart to another — thank you 🤍

I’m reaching out with a quiet hope in my heart. These days are heavy, and my family is living through a reality filled with uncertainty—but I’m still here, doing my best to hold on and keep going.

If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post.

A simple share could help it reach someone who might be able to make a difference.

If you’re able to give, even the smallest kindness can bring light into the darkest places.

Your time, your voice, your compassion — it all matters more than you know.

With deep gratitude,

@nadinfamily

Dear humanity,

Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.

I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉

Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.

My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.

Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others

I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.

I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺

Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.

So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.

Please Donate now:👇

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I’m a survivor from Gaza, holding on to hope in a world that has fallen apart around me. 💔

The life I once knew — my home, my family, my sense of safety — has been shattered by war. Today, I live among the ruins, trying to find a path forward through the rubble and heartbreak. 🏚

Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty. What was once ordinary — a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of — now feels like a distant memory. 🕊️

I share my story not to seek pity, but to keep hope alive — to believe that even in the darkest places, kindness can still find a way. 🤍

If my story touches your heart, please consider sharing it or offering support. Every voice, every act of care, brings me one step closer to safety. ✨

Thank you for taking the time to listen. 🙏

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Warnings: None!

A/N: hey guys 😛

He’s definitely a tough love kind of guy

He focuses on your needs and what’s good for you, even if you don’t like it

Katsuki pushes you to be better, but in the eyes of other people it sometimes seems like he doesn’t treat you well

Acts of service is how he shows his love

He cooks for you, he’ll sometimes do and fold your laundry, he’ll tidy up your room..

You never have to worry about changing your sheets because he does it whenever he changes his

Sometimes if you’re not around, he’ll go into your sock drawer and match up all the pairs

He’ll iron your uniform, too.

He’s honestly big about boundaries-if he does something that you say you don’t like he won’t do it again unless you say he can

He’s not too good with love, so he’s just trying not to mess it up

He’s not the touchiest person, but he’ll let you cling to him if you want to

He’ll hold your hand in public if you want him to but typically that’s as far as he goes

Other people assume it’s because he sees PDA as weakness, when in reality he just thinks affection is something that should be private

He’s much more open to it in private. When it’s just you two he’ll gladly hold you and kiss you

He gives those really painful massages that have you writhing in pain (it’s worth it)

You and Katsuki have the worst arguments..when it happens the entire dorm can hear it

He didn’t grow up with gentle love (just look at his mother) so he has to learn how to disagree calmly

Katsuki not having some super sad backstory does not mean he has a healthy relationship with his feeling

But, truth be told, he hates yelling at you. Especially if you’re not the yelling type of person

There’s a lot of patience required on both sides of the relationship

It gets better with time though!