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"Maybe I should tell him that he's about to get blown to bits by the strongest demon that's ever lived...?"

in a spur of the moment, tanjiro gently cups zenitsu’s cheeks. “can i…” a blush is creeping up his own face, own cheeks tinted pink. “can i kiss your cheeks?”

       he could hear the way that tanjiro's heart was racing in his chest, and when he felt those warm callaused hands upon his cheeks, there was a skip of his heart in turn--sure that tanjiro could smell the nervousness inside of his soul.

       he wanted to kiss his cheeks, his cheeks! out of everyone he's ever known in their little group of young slayers he was the one tanjiro wanted to kiss? zenitsu's heart was pounding inside his chest as he gave him a nod.

03. pulls the other into a desperate hug and wont let go. - izuku hugging ryuusuke… sobs

non-verbal actions meme. // accepting.

what just happened?

the forest is on fire. smoke hangs heavy in the air, rendering it hard to breathe. but for ryuusuke, whose quirk is the production and manipulation of dragon-like fire, ash and cinder neither hinder his breathing nor disturb his eyes. no, the only impact the burning woods have on him is a creeping sense of dread ( not that he would ever admit it ). it is a primal fear that settles deep in his gut and refuses to let go, and within minutes of the fire starting, the reason becomes clear.

one villain. two. three -- more? and one of them has a fire quirk that is definitely stronger than his own. if it was a little fire, he could manipulate it like he does his own . . . but this is completely beyond him. within minutes fighting is breaking out all around them -- classmates getting hurt, villains whose goals are unclear. the only thing ryuusuke knows is that their lives are in danger and they will only survive by giving it everything they have.

what is happening?

he would be more than happy to take on that fire user himself -- he is more likely to be resistant to the flames than his classmates, and a part of himself wants to rage at the notion of someone coming into his territory and setting it ablaze. unfortunately . . . ryuusuke cannot find him. that, and he knows he is not supposed to be using his quirk without authorization.

what is happening?

then the notice comes in. they are granted emergency usage of their quirks to defend themselves in this time of crisis. one thing he knows is that there are a lot of unknowns here, and that his classmates are likely to get hurt. the first thing he needs to do is team up with others.

as he travels through the forest, ryuusuke can hear the sounds of fighting from multiple areas. he chooses the source that sounds the closest, and heads off in that direction. the sound of explosions and crackling ice tell him that he is probably heading toward katsuki and todoroki, among others. it annoys him to have to potentially share space with katsuki, but this is no time to be petty. he continues on.

and that's when his world got a whole lot smaller.

what just happened?

it is nearly impossible to describe the sensation that overtakes him. the world swirls around him and then disappears into a sea of blurry colors and motion. he moves his limbs, but seemingly to no avail -- it is almost as if he is floating. he can feel that he is moving somehow, but he has no control, and has no idea where he is. it is disorienting, and makes him feel nauseated. instinctively, he feels that this is probably a villain's attack, but he cannot seem to figure it out in this moment.

before he can start to adjust to . . . whatever that quirk was, it releases. the world snaps back into place and he falls to the ground somewhere he was not before. he lifts his head, regaining his bearings, just in time to see a masked man phasing through a portal. that man had katsuki in hand, and would take him through the portal. the next thing he notices is izuku. he seems like a mess, devastated by what ryuusuke now recognizes to be villains departing with katsuki. the sound of him standing up must get izuku's attention, as the next thing he knows, izuku is there in front of him, embracing him. it is an awkward embrace, though, and ryuusuke notices just how messed up izuku's body is. cuts and bruises everywhere, and his arms . . . it makes ryuusuke's breath catch in his throat when he notices those mangled arms. when he speaks his words are breathless, dazed, and confused.

sometimes on a quiet day like this , tenko let ' s his thoughts run with him . the idea of what if - the possibility of what if miss inko didn ' t find him . the darkness that wrapped around him , engulfed him , slowly && carefully threaded itself away when she took him in . gave him a home . a family . the day that izuku was born , well it was something . he was an older brother again . only six year olds was tenko , when his little born was into this world . a promise to himself to Be ALWAYS with him , even though he shows it the best he can , they have a six years different between one another . while tenko is only twenty , his brother is only fourteen , young in ready for the world .

though the blue hair brother never saw an issue with his brother being quirkless , but the angry he felt when the doctor was very blunt with it - the soft urge to just decay his hand away was there . opting himself to carry his brother that day , hearing him breakdown later on that night . can he be a hero too even if he is a quirkless . tch . something he still never cared about . heroes didn ' t save him . they only cared about the FAME . the GLORY . the LIMELIGHT even if it was only fifteen seconds .

it would be better if they all just died . except for all might . izuku seemed to take a grander for him than the rest .

game in hand as he just came home from a session with his . . . friends ( if he could call them that ) as he turned his head to see his younger brother come home . quiet . that was strange . usually izuku always greets him when he is home . tenko sits there , watching the green hair sibling as he shuffles on past to his room . getting up , he walks over to where izuku went ( tenko has ALWAYS been silent when it came to walking - only those who were trained very well would know if we were around ) as he stood by his doorway , looking over his desk as he saw his notebook . he writes && noodles in that nearly every day when it comes to heroes ( && maybe villains alike ? ) . its damage . more like messed up if anything . he watches as izuku walks past him , a tight smile on his face as he hums to himself .

he gently grabs the notebook in hand , dusting over it as he studies . he ' s not stupid . he knows things have been rough for him . it makes me itch , a twitch , a moment where the dark thoughts seep in his head for a moment before he closes his eyes , counting to ten before setting the book down . this won 't true izuku up , && he knows it . “ . . . did you hear ? " he speaks , his voice raspy as he walk away from his little brother ' s room . his hand in his pocket as he keeps his gaze from @starshinc . just something that he has always done even as a child , maintaining eye contact sometimes is a bit straining for him . mom did say about him needing glasses . . . “ all might was around . . . saving another day . here . i took a photo for you while i was out . you can add it to your all might collection . . . " he pulls out a photo . pinched between his fingers, half way gloved - it was something he wore in under to keep his quirk under the wraps . a reminder that somewhere deep in his mind , && only in his mind - that his quirk can still hurt people that he cares about .

“ i thought you might like it . . . mom won ' t be back for sometime so , i ' ll cook dinner . what are you feeling ? " he looks over at his little brother now - the photo still in his hands as he waits for him to take it . while he does not care for all might , izuku does , && that is enough for him .

❝ for the last time, dammit -- keep up! we're never gonna get anywhere with you playing it safe! ❞

It seemed like a normal day for Momo. She went about and did all her usual things. Now as it was night time, she was having trouble falling asleep, she decided some walking around might help get her tired.

She stopped when she heard someone talking, to her surprise it was Izuku.

"Izuku?" She asked. She joined him on the couch and listened to what he had said.

As soon as he'd heard the news, he'd practically come racing over to the vet's office - the initial dread and fear that he'd first had in his gut when he'd seen the text had continued to sit within him like a heavy boulder. He wanted to text back, to call, to ask what had happened - but to do so would waste precious time, time where he could be at Izuku's side so instead he did what he always did - he ran.

He'd taken off running faster than he ever had before - the erratic up and down bobbing of his school bag against his shoulder being an echo of his racing heart, of his worry for poor Ramen - when he eventually reached the glass doors he had fumbled with them for several moments before racing into the waiting room to slide next to Izuku.