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Fairytale: 

a story about fairies or other mythical or magical beings, esp one of traditional origin told to children

This is the definition that is the most broad and easier for us to say what counts as a fairytale, some people think that the only “real” fairytales are those that come in the compilations of Perrault, the Grimm brothers, etc. etc. but as it is, they collected those tales from actual folktales from different regions, that is a very limited definittion.

In fact, if we go even further, some of these folktales come from many different mythologies as well, and using your own examples:

Beast and the Beauty for example, was very much inspired by the Psyche and Eros myth

The Swan Lake came to be first from a russian fairytale called “White Duck” and shapeshifting maidens are a common motif in many other european tales (The Six Swans, The Dove Girl etc.)

This obviously means, that we do not especifically ask for european fairytales or folktales, if you want to use one from any culture, you can too. Heck if you want to use, say, Little Red Riding Hood, Snow White, Cinderella etc but let’s say you wanna use an chinese aesthetic, you totally can that too!

This all sounds nice and dandy right? But we do have to put a line somewhere unfortunately, and that is the main characteristic of a fairytale is that it has its origins in the oral tradition passed through generations in many cultures (which is how religious beliefs, turn into legends, then myths or into folktales depending on the regions and lastly children fairytales or nursery rhymes.)

So that means that in this case, Alice in Wonderland does NOT count as a fairytale, not because it’s modern by the other tales standards... well, it is a little bit because of that, but mainly it’s because none of it was inspired by any folktale or oral tradition (Lewis Carroll was actually using mathematical concepts as inspiration for the characters... he could also have been high on opium, you know, Victorian England ^^’)  and because simply put, it’s a fantasy novel, maybe targeted at children, but a novel still.

That means, that for the same reasons, things like, Peter Pan or the Oz Wizard, Pinocchio etc. will not be counted.

Wow, that was long, but I hope we answered your question

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“I may have… Accidentally used my quirk on you.”

“Oh.” Izuku provides intelligently. “So, what should I be expecting?”

She pinks further and Izuku feels his blood run just a little cold,holding his breath and bracing himself for whatever is to come. The woman opensher mouth, a little squeak crawls from her lips and then promptly closes itagain, covering her face and turning around with one more embarrassed noisebefore facing him once again.

“Um well… My quirk is a little strange to say the least… It kind ofjust activates on its own when I’m agitated and well… You know… Anyway… IfI hit someone with it they start to get thrown into situations you mightfind… In a comedy romance Shoujo manga?” Izuku blinks at her, at a completeloss for words, wracking his brain for all the possible ways her quirk could beworking in such an odd manner, when she continues on. “You don’t happen to bein love with someone, do you?”

Startling at the question, Izuku feels his cheeks suddenly burning, a high-pitchednoise getting caught in his throat as he chokes on his own spit and a veryfamiliar face pops right into the forefront of his mind, hoards of paparazziand crazed fans chasing him down if the news of his private life got out. Hetries to keep his voice from cracking.

“T-that’s private information that I feel like should be kept that way.”He fails.

This is a gift for @levia-san / @obsucuria from @art-by-kou! I hope you enjoy! Happy Birthday!

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Word count: 1622

Pairings: TodoDeku (implied); Gen

Graduating from U.A. was, in and of itself, already an emotional journey for the students. After three whole years of constantly dealing with villain attacks on their everyday lives – that should have been spent studying to be better heroes, not having to learn it the hard way to avoid, well, dying, most like – it felt like a miracle that they had even made it there. Izuku cried like a baby, but that was nothing new, yet it got Ochako started, which in turn brought Tsuyu to tears, and soon even Tenya and Shouto had joined the group hug with misty eyes themselves.

Though, as emotional as that end of the line may have been, their future as heroes was a little uncertain, and that made it just a little scarier. They may have internships waiting for them in one agency or another, but there was no telling where they would go next. And, worst of all, they had no clue how often they would be able to see each other while diving headfirst into their new lives as aspiring pros. For all they knew, it could be weeks, months, before they could all hang out together again like this, without having to worry about saving lives and keeping their own at any given moment.

After this, everything was one huge mystery. Exciting, yet dangerous.

“Uraraka-san… Once we graduate… That could be it for us—as a group— as f-friends— as—”

Getting Izuku to stop crying after that sudden realisation had been no easy feat, but it also got them to thinking… What if they all did something together? One last hurrah, so to speak.

Izuku and Ochako made it their own personal mission to organise a trip that would be fresh in their memories for as long as they were apart and until they could make new and exciting ones to warm their hearts and keep them going.

“We need to go somewhere— somewhere exciting! Do something fun that we’ll never forget!”

“How about America?”

“You’re just saying that because of All Might, aren’t you?”

“N-no… Th-there’s lots of fun stuff to do in America! L-like uh… DISNEY WORLD!”

“Which just so happens to have an All Might themed section of the park.”

“Th-that’s not the point…”

Ochako had to convince Izuku that going to America was a little too much (and too expensive), especially when he wanted to visit almost every state that just so happened to be one of his favourite hero’s special moves. That just wasn’t happening with the short time-frame they had to work with. Considering they didn’t want to bring this up with the other three before having a solid idea, it was hard to explain why Izuku was moping for the good part of that week.

“GERMANY!”

“Deku-kun…”

“No, wait, listen! It’s perfect! It’s got so much history, so many wonderful sights too! Plus, I hear their food is great! Or was that the beer…? Both?”

“We can’t even drink yet…”

“Doesn’t matter. The point is, it’s a really cool country and I’ve always wanted to visit! Along with most of Europe. And Australia. Oh, and South Africa.”

“Yes, yes, you wanna go everywhere. Wait, didn’t you have a hero in your notebooks from Germany— gosh, what was her name… The Pied Piper!”

“She’s from Leipzig, to be more specific.”

“Are you…”

“Did you know there’s a lake in Leipzig with beaches and even a sauna? That could be fun.”

“I’m listening… And this better be good or you’re ending up floating to the ceiling again.”

Izuku valued the power of distraction dearly. Then, all they had to do was present their idea to the others and make sure everyone was on board and gather the funds. Ochako was still dreading that last part.

Lucky for her, Shouto was the first to accept as soon as the words “a week” and “together” were out of Izuku’s mouth and he said he’d take care of all expenses. Must be nice to have access to Endeavor’s bank account. Tsuyu and Tenya were quick to agree as well, after all this would likely be the last opportunity they had to spend such a long time together.

Tickets bought, hostels booked, bags packed, they made it out of graduation and set off for the airport, nervousness mixing with excitement that only grew the higher up in the sky they got.

Knowing their first day would go to waste, exhausted from the long travels, they made it a point to visit as many landmarks as physically possible the next day, Tenya’s suggestion, and if One for All or Engine were discreetly used to get to some places faster… Well, let’s just say that Shouto didn’t exactly mind being dragged along on Izuku’s back and Uraraka and Tsuyu felt pretty good floating behind Tenya while holding on to his shirt.

By the end of their first day, they were sat outside an ice cream shop, Izuku dozing off on Shouto’s left shoulder, much to the latter’s delight, while Tsuyu and Ochako shared some mint chocolate chip scoops with sighs of contentment.

“I would say we had a successful first day.” Tenya nodded to himself in satisfaction, wiping his glasses clean before placing them perfectly aligned on his face. “The riverside forest was lovely, and who knew that art could be so… abstract.”

“I think I liked the botanical garden the most, kero.” Tsuyu piped up, scrolling through her phone and deleting all of the blurry pictures.

“That was quite the experience.”

“I think my mom would’ve liked the flowers…” Shouto smiled fondly, already thinking of what he might bring her back.

Tenya hummed thoughtfully. “Although, I am disappointed we didn’t make it in time for the concert, I was looking forward to that.”

“Maybe next time, Iida-chan.”

“Yeah, Deku-kun’s out like a light, anyway.” Uraraka chimed with a small giggle while pointing her spoon at him.

“’m wake. Shh.” Izuku mumbled before turning to nuzzle his face into the crook of Shouto’s shoulder and urging a blush to his cheeks, the proximity still a little too much for him to handle.

“Careful there, Deku-kun, if you keep that up Todoroki-kun will roast you.”

“He’s practically smoking already, kero.”

“I am not…” Came Shouto’s muttered response as he conveniently brought his right hand to the back of his neck.

All the others pretended not to notice the string of steam rising from behind his back, laughing quietly amongst themselves.

Thankfully, their attentions were soon diverted at the sound of violins echoing across the plaza, quick staccatos filling the air with wonderful music that drew their attention right from the beginning. Izuku lifted his head up, rubbing at tired eyes to look towards the source of the harmony only to stop mid-movement, his eyes widening slightly and his mouth hanging open as he took in the scene.

Right at the centre of the square, stood four young women, their long black hair tied back in pretty ponytails, working the strings and bows expertly and producing one of the most beautiful renditions of Four Seasons they had ever heard. But as amazing as their playing may be, that wasn’t what had all five of them staring with bright eyes shining with wonder. In what Izuku assumed to be a mesmerising display of at least one of their quirks a myriad of vibrant colours came alive around them, dancing along with the music and taking on a million and one shapes with each bouncing note. They twisted and turned, swirling and mixing together before bursting like the most colourful supernova.

Without thinking, he stood and ran towards the players, pushing past the gathering crowds to get a closer look. The shorter woman noticed him approaching, smiling straight at him before nudging the one to her right in one of the song breaks. With a smirk of her own, she stared at the shape of a rainbow coloured phoenix before bringing her eyes back to him once more. The ethereal bird dove towards him as the music picked up in intensity and crashed against his chest, exploding into tiny flames that soon grew wings and fluttered all around him, new-born birds growing with each stroke of the girl’s bow, bouncing in time with her spiccato.

What Izuku wouldn’t give to have his notebook with him right there, to draw and write down everything he was seeing. But then he realised that he would be missing it all, the way the colours kept flying and merging, forming animals, flowers, dying stars, anything he could imagine, materialised in shining hues that filled him with a special kind of warmth. He couldn’t help but smile as the shapes kept returning to him, from reaching up and touching them and feeling a thousand tingles travel up his arm as the colours snaked around and painted his scars.

Shouto took as many pictures as his phone would let him in the much too short seconds Izuku became a beautiful canvas, hoping against hope that at least some of them came out right. Given his track record, he didn’t expect much, but at least the image would be burned into his mind for as long as he lived, and maybe that was enough.

After all this trip was supposed to be all about the memories they could make together.

“Looks like we got to see a concert anyway, Iida-chan.”

“It seems we did.” He smiled, adjusting his glasses on his face once more.

It might be their first day, but as soon as the music faded and the colours dissolved into tiny wisps that fell from the sky like drops of a dream, they knew they were bound to never forget it.