#yamilicious

Venti 🍃

•Venti would joke around for the first two minutes. Until he realizes you are dead serious

•He will immediately pout and whine softly about how cruel you’re being.

•Tries to win you back with a song composed entirely on the spot about how amazing you are.

•If you leave him alone, he’ll sit in the corner strumming his lyre sadly just to make you feel guilty.

•The second you crack a smile, he beams, wrapping his arms around you and promising to be on his best behavior (watch ts last a week)

Xiao 👹

•The moment Xiao senses your anger directed at him, he completely freezes.

•He immediately assumes his karmic debt has finally pushed you away.

•He will spend hours atop Wangshu Inn replaying every single interaction he’s had with you to figure out what he did this time.

•He will eventually reappear in front of you, softly asking what he did wrong.

•Once the air is cleared, he’ll stay close to you for the rest of the day, holding your wrist or sleeve tightly so you don’t disappear again.

Kazuha 🍁

•Kazuha notices the shift in your mood before you can even say a word.

•He’ll give you the space you need, but will stay close enough when you’re ready to talk.

•He’d sit quietly and look at you with those soft, sad autumn eyes (how can you stay mad at him 😭)

•He takes full accountability of whatever he did.

•When you finally talk, he just wraps his arms around your waist, buries his face in your neck, and breathes a massive sigh of relief.

Heizou 🔎

•At first, Heizou would try to joke his way out of it.

•The moment he realizes you are genuinely mad, his playful demeanor vanishes entirely.

•He might pout and complain if he knows he did nothing wrong.

•Once he finds out why you’re mad, (which doesn’t take long) he’ll give you a sincere apology.

•When you finally smile, he’ll wrap his arms around your shoulders, flashing a dramatic grin, claiming that this case is officially closed.

Wanderer 🌀

•His immediate reaction is to act like he doesn’t care.

•Spoiler: He cares so much it’s killing him.

•He’ll confront you abruptly (bro is NOT the type to beat around the bush)

•Ignore him for too long and he starts thinking you’re going to abandon him like everyone else.

•Once the ice melts, he becomes glued to your side, though he will absolutely deny it if you call him out on it.

Aether ☀️

•He instantly looks like a dejected puppy when you ignore him.

•Tells Paimon to stay quiet because he needs 100% of his focus on fixing whatever he did to you.

•He just sits nearby, dejectedly playing with the end of his braid while looking at you with the most sorrowful eyes.

•He cancels all his daily commissions just to focus entirely on you.

•When you finally talk, he smiles so bright and might even shed a tear, wrapping you in a massive, warm hug.

Ifa 🐦

•As a doctor, he initially tries to analyze if you’re just tired, stressed, or actually mad at him.

•Once he realizes it’s definitely him, he lets out a sad sigh.

•He doesn’t force you to talk right away. He understands people need time to process, so he sits nearby reading a medical journal.

•He is incredibly mature about it, he’ll ask you for feedback on how he can be a better partner.

•The moment you break character and laugh, he lets out a soft, relieved chuckle and pulls you into his lap.

Varka 🗡

•This massive, booming man is completely paralyzed by your silence.

•He would try to win you back with grand gestures. (does NOT work)

•He just stands there scratching the back of his head, looking totally helpless “Uh…sweetheart? You’re killing me here.”

•He’d start asking Jean or Kaeya for relationship advice.

•When you finally forgive him, he’s so happy that he’ll loudly tell everyone that you two are back on perfect terms (much to your embarrassment).

➷Tamaki Suoh 🌹

For months, you sat on the plush sofa listening to Tamaki play the piano, letting him call you his “precious princess.”

But today, you walked right past his outstretched arms and sat at the small table in the corner, sliding your tea selection directly to the Shadow King.

“Kyoya-senpai,” you smiled, leaning in. “I was hoping we could discuss the book list for the upcoming cultural festival? Your taste is always so refined.”

Kyoya’s glasses caught the light as he smirked, his pen hovering over his clipboard. “An excellent choice. I have just the recommendations for you.”

Behind you, the world practically shattered, Tamaki dropped to his knees, a spotlight of pure despair shining down on him as he grew a literal patch of mushrooms in the corner of the room.

“My own princess…seduced by the dark, calculating clutches of my best friend! Kyoya, you fiend! What black magic did you use to steal her away from my loving gaze?!”

Kyoya didn’t even look up “She simply prefers intelligent conversation, Tamaki. Now keep it down, you’re disrupting my customer.”

➷Kyoya Ootori 📑

For a long time, you were Kyoya’s ideal guest, you appreciated his quiet efficiency and the premium high-grade tea he always reserved for you.

So, when you bypassed his table to join Hikaru and Kaoru on their couch, his pen paused.

“Hey there, stranger,” Hikaru grinned, leaning close to your left ear.

“We thought you’d never realize how boring it is over there,” Kaoru whispered against your right.

You laughed, a genuine, loud laugh that Kyoya rarely heard from you. “You guys promised to show me that magic trick, remember? Besides, a little chaos is fun”

Kyoya watched from across the room. His expression remained a perfectly calm mask, but his grip on his pen tightened, he opened his ledger, flipped to your specific page, and began aggressively calculating exactly what psychological shift caused a 51% drop in your daily engagement with him.

The twins caught his icy glare and just smirked, sandwiching you between them. They knew they’d pay for this later, but right now? Winning you over was worth it.

➷Hiitachin Twins 💕

Being the twins’ regular meant surviving a gauntlet of “Which one is Hikaru?” games, psychological mind-boggling, and loud, chaotic energy.

You adored them, but you were running on three hours of sleep and your head was pounding.

So when you sat down next to the towering, silent third-year, the twins immediately materialized on either side of you, pouting in perfect unison.

“Hey! What gives?” Hikaru whined. “Are we not entertaining anymore?”

“Did we push it too far with the fake argument last week?” Kaoru asked, looking genuinely slighted. “Why Mori-senpai?”

Mori didn’t say a word. He simply shifted his massive frame, subtly blocking the twins’ view of you and creating a literal human shield of peace. He poured you a cup of warm barley tea and pushed a small plate of delicate sweets toward you.

“Rest,” Mori said, his deep voice incredibly grounding.

The twins blinked, looking at Mori’s intimidating stature, then at your exhausted face.

Recognizing defeat against the club’s silent protector, they sighed. “Fine,” Hikaru grumbled. “But you’re coming back to us next week!”

➷Takashi Morinozuka 💭

Mori was a man of few words, but he noticed everything. You had been his regular for a long time, content to just sit in his protective, silent aura.

But today, you were sitting at Haruhi’s table, completely engrossed in a conversation about local supermarket sales and ordinary, everyday hobbies.

Mori stood by the window, his arms crossed, watching you laugh as Haruhi poured your tea. For the first time in his life, Mori was spiraling.

Haruhi felt a sudden chill run down her spine. She glanced over her shoulder, sweating slightly under Mori’s unblinking gaze “Uh…Mori-senpai? Do you need something?”

Mori stared for three more seconds, then slowly shook his head. “…No.” He reached into his pocket, pulled out a small piece of candy he had saved for you, dropped it onto Haruhi’s table, and walked away.

He mentally replayed your last five interactions, trying to find where he went wrong.

He didn’t realize that you just wanted to talk about ordinary things for once, leaving the poor, towering third-year silently vowing to practice his conversational skills in the mirror later that night.

➷Haruhi Fujioka 🌸

Haruhi was used to her guests being fiercely loyal because she treated them like real people.

So, when you booked Honey-senpai out of the blue because you wanted to see his new collection of plushies, it caught her completely off guard.

“Yay! You’re sitting with me and Usa-chan today!” Honey cheered, bouncing in his seat and immediately offering you a giant slice of strawberry shortcake. “We have so much cake to eat!”

Haruhi, who was hosting a guest at the very next table, kept losing her train of thought. Every time you laughed at something Honey said, or wiped a bit of frosting from the upperclassman’s cheek, Haruhi’s eyes darted over, her grip on her teacup tightened just a fraction.

“Haruhi-kun? Is everything alright?” her current guest asked.

“Oh! Yes, sorry,” Haruhi said quickly, forcing a smile, but her eyes drifted back to you. She felt a weird, unfamiliar prickle in her chest.

Since when did they like cute things that much anyway? I can talk about cake…sort of.

When your session ended, Haruhi casually intercepted you near the door. “So,” she started, crossing her arms and trying to sound nonchalant, though her brows were slightly knit together. “Did you have fun with Honey-senpai? I guess my conversations are a little too ordinary compared to a mountain of sweets.”

You blinked, realizing she was genuinely pouting. It was the cutest thing you’d ever seen.

➷Mitsukuni Haninozuka 🍰

Honey-senpai was devastated. You had traded his stuffed animals, pink frosted cakes, and sweet compliments for Tamaki’s grand, dramatic romanticism.

You were currently blushing as Tamaki kissed the back of your hand, playing the role of the tragic prince.

Honey stood a few feet away, holding Usa-chan by the ear, his large brown eyes welling up with tears. But beneath the tears, a fierce determination sparked.

The legendary martial arts champion was not giving up his favorite person without a fight.

He puffed out his cheeks and marched right up to Tamaki’s table, putting on his most weaponized, adorable pout.

“(Y/N)-chan!” Honey whined, tugging on you. “Why are you sitting with Tama-chan? He’s old and dramatic! Look, Usa-chan misses you so much, he’s crying!” He held up the stuffed bunny, mimicking a crying voice.

“And look! I saved the biggest strawberry from the cake just for you! If you come back, I’ll let you hold Usa-chan for the whole entire session!”

Tamaki gasped, clutching his chest. “Honey-senpai! That is foul play! You cannot use the bunny weapon against the King!”

Honey ignored him, looking up at you with big, trembling eyes that were completely impossible to say no to.

➷Tanjiro Kamado 👺

Tanjiro is usually a saint, but he is still human. When he saw a smooth-talking Kakushi lingering a bit too long around you, laughing loudly at your jokes, Tanjiro’s signature smile didn’t falter—but his scent completely changed. It went from sweet and comforting to a sharp, burning wood fire.

He didn’t make a scene. Instead, he walked right up, gently placed a hand on the small of your back, and tilted his head with a blindingly polite smile.

“Hello! I need to borrow my partner for a moment, we have a training session. Thank you for keeping them company!”

The sheer intensity of his polite aura practically forced the Kakushi to scramble away. Once alone, Tanjiro buried his face in your shoulder, his voice muffled and a little whiny.

“Your scent smelled like him for a second. Let me stay like this until it smells like just us again.”

➷Zenitsu Agatsuma ⚡

Zenitsu doesn’t do “subtle” jealousy. The moment he saw another slayer offering you a piece of sweet bean jelly, his heart rate spiked into a frantic, chaotic rhythm that you could practically hear.

He lunged forward, sobbing dramatically, and threw himself at your feet, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“WAAAAH! You’re going to leave me for him, aren’t you?! Just because he has better posture and doesn’t scream when he sees a spider! I knew it! I’m going to die alone on my next mission anyway, so just tell me now!”

The other slayer, completely terrified by the sudden mental breakdown, took his jelly and ran. You sighed, patting Zenitsu’s blonde hair. Once he realized the “threat” was gone, he immediately shifted from sobbing to smugly holding your hand, refusing to let go for the rest of the day.

➷Inosuke Hashibira 🐗

Inosuke doesn’t understand the complex emotion of romantic jealousy, he just knows it makes him want to fight. When a rookie slayer tried to flirt with you by showing off how many push-ups he could do, Inosuke flipped.

He stomped over, smoke practically billowing from his boar mask, and aggressively pointed at the poor guy.

“YOU THINK THAT’S IMPRESSIVE, YOU WEAKLING?! WATCH THIS!”

Inosuke proceeded to do one-handed, upside-down push-ups on a nearby rock, yelled at the top of his lungs, and then snatched you up like a sack of potatoes, slinging you over his shoulder.

He marched off into the woods, grumbling, “You don’t need to look at that loser. I’m the king of the mountains! Look at me!”

➷Genya Shinazugawa 💢

Genya turns into a stuttering, blushing mess when he’s jealous. He saw you chatting happily with a guy from the swordsmith village and immediately froze. His face flushed a dark, angry crimson, and he started cracking his knuckles nervously.

He wanted to be cool and walk over, but his anxiety gripped him. Instead, he just loomed in the background like an intimidating, 6-foot-tall shadow until the swordsmith felt the heavy glare and nervously excused himself.

When you walked over to Genya and asked if he was okay, he looked away, rubbing the back of his neck furiously.

“I-I wasn’t glaring! It’s just…you look nicer when you talk to me. Don’t laugh at that guy’s jokes, they weren’t even funny.”

➷Murata 🍙

Murata knows he’s an average guy, so his jealousy comes with a side of mild panic. When he saw a flashy, high-ranking slayer trying to sweet-talk you, Murata’s soul practically left his body.

He knew he couldn’t win in a fight, so he resorted to the ultimate weapon: awkward interruption. He stumbled into the conversation, entirely uninvited, with a stiff, nervous grin.

“Oh! Hey! Wow, look at the time, we actually have to go check on the…supply boxes! Yes, the boxes!”

He grabbed your wrist and pulled you away with surprising speed. Once out of sight, he let out a massive sigh of relief, fixing his hair. “Please don’t look at guys like that, my stress levels can’t handle it.”

➷Giyuu Tomioka 🌊

Giyuu is a man of few words, and his jealousy is quiet but incredibly heavy. When another Hashira (likely Tengen, just to mess with him) started teasing you and putting an arm around your shoulder, Giyuu’s eyes turned into ice.

He didn’t yell. He just walked over, his footsteps entirely silent, and stepped directly between you and the other person. He faced the offender, his hand resting deliberately on the hilt of his Nichirin sword.

The atmosphere grew so suffocatingly cold that the other person awkwardly backed away. Giyuu turned to you, his expression blank as always, but his grip on your hand was uncharacteristically tight.

“Let’s go. It’s too loud here.”

➷Sanemi Shinazugawa 🍃

Sanemi is a walking powder keg. Seeing anyone get too close to you is like tossing a match into a fireworks factory. When a merchant at the market tried to touch your hand while handing you change, Sanemi’s veins popped on his forehead.

He snatched your wrist, pulling you behind his scarred frame, and leaned down until he was inches from the merchant’s terrified face.

“You got a problem with your eyes, pal? Or maybe you just want to lose those fingers? Because if you touch them again, I’ll feed you your own teeth.”

After terrified apologies were made, Sanemi dragged you away, huffing and cursing under his breath. When you teased him about being protective, he shoved a box of ohagi into your hands to hide his blushing face. “Shut up! Just stay close to me so I don’t have to kill someone!”

➷Muichiro Tokito 🌫

Muichiro is usually spaced out, but his focus snaps into sharp, dangerous clarity when someone tries to flirt with you. He was staring at the clouds until a slayer started trying to charm you. Suddenly, Muichiro was standing right next to the guy, looking up at him with dead, empty eyes.

“Who are you? Why are you talking to them? You’re annoying. Leave before I throw a rock at your head.”

His voice was completely monotone, which somehow made the threat ten times scarier, the guy fled instantly.

Muichiro immediately reverted back to his soft, hazy self, tugging on your sleeve. “They were wasting your time. Look at that cloud, it looks like a radish. Let’s go look at it together.”

➷Kyojuro Rengoku 🔥

Rengoku’s jealousy is loud, bright, and impossible to ignore. He doesn’t get insecure; he just asserts his presence with the force of a solar flare. When he noticed someone trying to make a move on you at a festival, his booming laugh echoed through the crowd.

He marched over, slung a massive, heavy arm around your shoulders, and beamed at the stranger with a smile that carried a very clear, fiery warning.

“HA HA HA! HELLO THERE! ARE YOU ENJOYING THE FESTIVAL? MY PARTNER AND I WERE JUST ABOUT TO GO BUY SOME SOBA! HAVE A WONDERFUL NIGHT!”

The sheer volume and intense, unblinking eye contact were enough to make the person politely excuse themselves.

Rengoku looked down at you, his smile softening into something incredibly warm as he squeezed your shoulder. “You are far too captivating! I must keep you close, or everyone will try to steal you away!”

➷Goto 🧹

Goto is a background character and he knows it, so when he sees youl talking to a flashy, high-ranking Demon Slayer, his internal monologue goes into overdrive. ‘Great, look at that guy. He probably kills Lower Moons for breakfast. What do I have? A uniform that covers my face and a mop.’

Driven by a mix of irritation and sheer desperation, he walked over, carrying a massive stack of laundry as an excuse.

“Hey! Excuse me! High-ranking slayer person, don’t you have a demon to go hunt? And you—” he looked at you, his eyes narrowing above his mask, “—stop slacking! Shinobu-sama needs you in the butterfly estate right now!”

He practically shoved the laundry into your arms and escorted you away. Once out of earshot, he pulled his mask down to his chin, groaning.

“Seriously? A Hashira? Cut me some slack, my heart can’t take competing with people who can breathe fire.”

➷Izuku Midoriya 🥦

Izuku was helping you study in the dorm common room, his notebook open and pen flying. You mumbled something about how hard he works, reached over, and gently brushed a stray curl out of his eyes, smiling softly.

Izuku froze. The warmth of your fingers lingered on his skin, and suddenly, his brain short-circuited. He looked at your laughing face, then down at his notebook, where his heart was beating so hard he was sure you could hear it. Oh, he thought, his face turning an aggressive shade of crimson as he buried his face in his hands.

I’m completely in love with them.

➷Katsuki Bakugo 💥

It was a quiet Sunday afternoon, and you had somehow convinced him to teach you how to bake his mom’s spicy cookies. You were a total disaster, accidentally blowing flour right into his face.

He wiped his eyes, ready to yell, but stopped when he heard your breathless, bright laughter. The afternoon sun hit your eyes just right, and your hands were covered in dough. Katsuki’s chest tightened with a weird, heavy warmth.

He clicked his tongue, reached out, and roughly but gently wiped a smudge of flour off your cheek. “Stupid,” he muttered, turning away so you wouldn’t see the sudden, uncharacteristic blush creeping up his neck.

You’re driving me crazy.

➷Shoto Todoroki 🔥❄

You were sitting on his tatami mat, shivering slightly from the winter chill. Without a word, you scooted closer and pressed your freezing hands right against his left arm. Shoto blinked, looking down at your hands, then at your content smile as his quirk naturally warmed you up.

A strange, blooming sensation spread from his chest all the way to his fingertips. He didn’t pull away, instead, he rested his right hand over yours, carefully controlling his temperature to keep you perfectly cozy. In that quiet moment, Shoto realized he wanted to be your personal heater—and maybee your everything else—for the rest of his life.

➷Tenya Iida 🦿

You had noticed how exhausted he was from chopping his arms around and organizing class schedules, so you surprised him with a thermos of his favorite tea and a sticky note that read: “Don’t forget to take a break, Mr. Class Rep! You’re doing amazing” Tenya stared at the handwriting, his glasses slipping down his nose, his usual rigid posture melted completely.

He looked over at you across the room, chatting with Uraraka, and his heart did a violent loop-de-loop. He pushed his glasses up with one finger, a goofy, helpless smile breaking across his face. He was falling, fast, and no traffic laws could slow him down.

➷Eijiro Kirishima 💪

You were cheering for him during a sparring match, screaming his name louder than anyone else in the gym. When he won and jogged over, you didn’t care that he was sweaty—you just threw your arms around his neck, telling him how incredibly manly and amazing he was.

Kirishima’s heart practically leaped out of his ribs. Your bright smile was brighter than Crimson Riot’s brightest day. His hardening quirk completely failed him as his insides turned to absolute mush. He wrapped his big arms around you, burying his face in your shoulder, grinning like an idiot.

Yep, I’m done for, they’ve got me.

➷Denki Kaminari ⚡

You two were sitting on the floor of his room, playing a video game. You finally beat him after a week of trying, and you let out a triumphant yell, throwing your hands up and accidentally tackling him backward onto his bed. You were laughing right above him, your eyes sparkling.

Denki’s thumbs stopped moving on the controller, the playful banter died in his throat as he looked up at your face, so close to his. His heart did a massive zap—and it wasn’t his quirk. “Hey,” he whispered, his usual smooth persona completely vanishing, replaced by pure, adoration.

“You’re really pretty, you know that?”

➷Hanta Sero 🩹

It was raining cats and dogs, and you two were sharing a single, slightly broken umbrella on the walk back to the dorms. To keep you dry, Sero wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you flush against his side. You laughed, leaning into his warmth and wrapping your arm around his waist.

Sero looked down at how perfectly you fit right under his shoulder. The sound of the rain faded, replaced by the rhythm of his own racing pulse, he squeezed you a little tighter, a relaxed, incredibly tender smile spreading across his face.

He didn’t care if the walk took all night.

➷Fumikage Tokoyami 🌑

You were hanging out in his room, completely unfazed by the darkness and the gothic decor. In fact, you were sitting on his bed, gently braiding Dark Shadow’s tendrils of shadow while humming a soft tune. Dark Shadow was purring, leaning into your touch, and Tokoyami was completely captivated.

He watched the gentle curve of your smile in the dim lamplight, aprofound, overwhelming warmth flooded his usually brooding heart. “An angel in the abyss,” he murmured to himself. When you looked up and asked what he said, he simply crossed his arms, his feathers rustling softly as he hid a deep blush in his collar.

“Nothing, my dearest, pray, continue.”

➷Mirio Togata ☀️

You were at a local park, and a little kid had dropped their ice cream. Before Mirio could even step in, you were already kneeling in the dirt, wiping the kid’s tears, and offering them half of your own pastry to make them smile. Mirio stood there, his usual boisterous laugh dying down into something incredibly soft.

His chest swelled with a feeling so huge it caught in his throat. He’d always wanted to be a hero who saves people, but looking at you, he realized you had just saved him from ever being lonely again. He grinned, running a hand through his blonde hair, his eyes shining with pure devotion.

➷Tamaki Amajiki 🐙

You two were eating lunch on the roof, and Tamaki was having a particularly anxious day, pressing his forehead against the brick wall. Instead of crowding him, you slid down next to him, slipped your hand into his, and began softly telling him a ridiculous story about a cat you saw earlier.

Tamaki squeezed your hand back. He looked at your intertwined fingers, then at your kind, patient face. The overwhelming noise in his head completely silenced, you were his safe harbor. His face burned a furious red, and he hid behind his bangs, but he didn’t let go of your hand.

I want to stay right here, he thought. With them…forever.

➷Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead) 🐈‍⬛

It was late at night in the staff room, and Aizawa was drowning in grading. You quietly slipped in, set a fresh mug of black coffee on his desk, and draped your own yellow sleeping bag over his shoulders. Before you could pull away, you gently massaged his tight shoulders for just a few seconds, whispering, “Don’t stay up too late, Shota”

As the door clicked shut, Aizawa stared at the steam rising from the mug, he pulled the sleeping bag tighter around himself, inhaling your scent. A rare, genuine smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He was a logical man, but there was absolutely nothing logical about how deeply he had fallen for you.

➷Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic) 🎤

He was on air during his radio show, doing his usual loud, energetic routine. You were sitting in the glass booth across from him, reading a book, but every time he made a ridiculous joke, you’d look up and give him this silent, beautiful laugh that crinkled your eyes.

Hizashi missed a beat of his own sentence, his heart thumped wildly against his ribs. For a man who lived his life at maximum volume, the sweetest sound in the entire world was suddenly the quiet melody of your amusement. He grinned into the microphone, his eyes locked onto yours, dedicating every single love song on the playlist to you.

➷Keigo Takami (Hawks) 🐣

You two were eating yakitori on a skyscraper rooftop at sunset, as a sudden gust of wind blew, and you shivered. Without a word, Hawks commanded his feathers to detach, wrapping them around you like a warm, crimson blanket, you snuggled into them with a sigh of relief, looking over at him with absolute trust.

Hawks’s breath hitched. He was used to being a hero, a double agent, a fast flyer—but looking at you wrapped in his wings, looking at him like he was the only person in the sky, he felt completely grounded. He leaned back on his hands, a soft, hopelessly smitten smile on his face. Ah, he thought.

I’m grounded, and I don’t mind it at all.

➷Kurogiri 🌀

It had been a chaotic, stressful day at the hideout, with the League causing their usual destruction, after they all finally dispersed, you stayed behind to help him clean up the broken glass. As you handed him a polished glass, your fingers brushed against the misty edges of his form, and you didn’t flinch—you just smiled and thanked him for always taking care of everyone.

The dark mist around his face flickered violently. For a man whose existence was tied to duty and shadows, the genuine, gentle warmth of your appreciation sparked something long forgotten in his chest. A profound, quiet urge to protect your smile above all else took hold of him.

➷Dabi 💙

You were sitting on the couch of the decrepit hideout, patchworking a tear in his favorite coat. Dabi was leaning against the doorframe, a cynical smirk on his face, watching your focused expression. But then, you poked your finger with the needle, hissed, and instinctively pouted, blowing on the tiny drop of blood. Dabi’s smirk vanished, a bizarre, intense ache bloomed right where his scarred chest met his collarbone.

He walked over, grabbed your hand roughly but without using any heat, and sucked the tiny drop of blood from your finger, his blue eyes boring into yours “Careful, doll,” he rasped, his voice lower than usual “Can’t have you bleeding out on me”

He hated emotions, but he hated the thought of anyone else holding your hand even more.

➷Tomura Shigaraki 🎮

He was furiously playing a game, his stress levels through the roof. You walked up behind him, took his favorite gaming headset off, and replaced it with a pair of soft, fuzzy cat-ear headphones you bought him as a joke. Shigaraki froze, raising his hand to decay them, but stopped when you giggled and leaned down, your face right next to his, telling him he looked cute.

His pinky finger stayed carefully raised, but his heart utterly glitched out. The chaotic, angry noise in his brain ceased, he looked at your smiling face, his red eyes widening. A buff, he thought, his chest tightening in a way that didn’t feel like hatred at all. They’re a total cheat code.

He turned back to the screen, his face burning, but he left the fuzzy headphones on.

➷Adam 🎸

You were chatting with an exorcist in the dynamic court of Heaven when Adam flew down, wrapping a heavy arm around your shoulders. “What’s up, losers? Talking about how awesome I am?”

You smiled at the exorcist “Oh, we were just talking about how lucky I am to have you, Adam. Honestly, he’s the absolute best friend an angel could ask for.”

Adam froze, the golden glow around him literally flickered. He stared at you, his smirk dropping instantly. “Excuse me? Best friend? Babe, I am the original dick, I am your boyfriend. We literally did—” You cut him off with a laugh, but he spent the next three hours demanding you tell everyone in Heaven that he is, in fact, the alpha boyfriend.

➷Lute 🗡

Lute was polishing her sword while you conversed with a high-ranking angel. When the angel complimented your close bond with Lute, you sighed happily. “Yeah, Lute is amazing. I don’t know what I’d do without my bestie”

The sound of metal scraping stopped, Lute slowly raised her head, her eye narrowing into a lethal glare.

She didn’t say a word to you, instead she pointed her sword directly at the angel’s throat, but her words directed at you, “If you ever call me that civilian soft-ass title again, I will end you. And you,” she snapped, turning her fiercely blushing face to you, “are fixing this in our quarters, now.”

➷Lucifer Morningstar 🐤

While hosting a small gathering at the palace, a Hellborn noble asked how you and the King met. “Oh, we’ve been inseparable ever since,” you beamed. “Lucifer is my literal best friend.”

Lucifer, who was mid-sip of his champagne, choked. He coughed, frantically setting his glass down “Best…friend?!” his voice cracked, his eyes turning wide and slightly manic.

“But…but the rubber ducks? The romantic dinners? The matching pajamas?!” He looked so genuinely heartbroken and panicked that you had to immediately hug him and confess it was a prank before he started crying.

➷Charlie Morningstar 💕

Charlie was introducing you to a new resident at the hotel. “And this is my absolute favorite person!” she beamed, holding your hand.

You smiled at her words “Aw, thanks Charlie! You’re the absolute best friend I could ever ask for.”

Charlie’s optimistic smile faltered for a fraction of a second. Her eyes flooded with sympathetic tears “Oh…best friend is…” she awkwardly stood there, grabbing your hands. “Did I do something wrong? Are we taking a step back? I mean, I love being your best friend, but I thought we were…oh man, I need to call a feelings meeting.” You felt so guilty you ended the prank within five seconds.

➷Vaggie 🎀

You were talking to Husk at the bar when Vaggie walked up, resting a hand on your waist. You subtly leaned away and smiled at Husk “Yeah, Vaggie’s great. I’m so glad we’ve stayed such close friends through everything.”

Vaggie’s hand dropped, her eye widened in pure shock. She looked at Husk, who just raised an eyebrow and took a sip of his drink.

Vaggie crossed her arms, her defensive walls slamming right back up. “Friends? Right. Okay, cool, I guess ‘friends’ sleep in the same bed and share clothes. I’m going to go practice with my spear, alone.”

➷Alastor 🎙

You were talking to Rosie in Cannibal Town when Alastor materialized beside you. You smiled and said, “Rosie, you know my best friend, Alastor.” Alastor’s smile stretched impossibly wide, his radio static screeching like a car brake.

The air in the room grew noticeably colder. “Your…what, darling?” he purred, his eyes shifting into radio dials.

Rosie immediately started laughing, realizing what you were doing. Alastor caught on a moment later, leaning down to whisper in your ear, “A hilarious jest. Do never utter it again, or I might have to broadcast your public apology” He was incredibly petty for the rest of the day until you apologized with plenty of affection.

➷Husk 🥃

You were sitting at the bar counter while Husk poured you a drink. Angel Dust strolled by, winking at you. “So, how’s the love life with old whiskers here?”

You sighed dramatically. “Oh, Angel, we’re not dating. Husk is just my best friend, right Husky?”

Husk stopped mid-wipe with his rag. He stared at you, his ears twitching downward “Best friend? Is that what we’re doing now?” he grumbled, looking genuinely offended under his gruff exterior. “I don’t listen to your rambling at 3 AM because we’re pals, kid.” You reached over and grabbed his paw, laughing. He just pouted behind the bar, refusing to pour you another drink until you gave him a kiss.

➷Angel Dust 🕷

You were talking to Fat Nuggets on the couch when Angel walked into the room, striking a pose. You looked at the pig and said, “Look, Nugget, your uncle Angel, my best friend, is home!”

Angel dropped his dramatic pose instantly. “Woah, woah, hold the phone,” he said, walking over and shoving all four hands on his hips.

“Best friend?! Babe, I don’t let just ‘best friends’ do the things we do in my room. You’re downgrading me to the friend zone? After everything I’ve given you?!” He didn’t stop complaining until you pulled him down by his fluff and kissed him.

➷Cherri Bomb 💣

You and Cherri were leaning against a graffiti-covered wall, talking to a random sinner after a turf war “Yeah, we totally destroyed them,” Cherri laughed, wrapping an arm around your neck.

“We did,” you agreed, sliding out of her grip. “Honestly, there’s no one else I’d rather have as a best friend than Cherri” Cherri’s single eye went wide.

She pulled a live bomb out of her pocket, lit it, and threw it at the sinner you were talking to, sending them blasting away. She then grabbed the collar of your shirt, pulling you down to her eye level. “What did you just call me? Best friend? You think you can handle all this and just call me a pal?” You laughed as she started aggressively shaking you back and forth. “Say I’m your badass girlfriend right now or I’m putting a cherry bomb in your shoe!”

➷Sir Pentious 🐍

You were showing off one of his Egg Boiz to a guest “Pentious is amazing,” you said. “He’s my best friend.” Pentious dropped his wrench. His hood flared out completely, his eyes going wide with sheer shock.

“B-Best friend?!” he shrieked, his voice cracking painfully.

“But we have courted! We have held hands! I built you a death ray! Is a death ray not a symbol of monogamous commitment?!” He slithered away to his room to dramatically weep into his pillow until you had to drag him out to explain it was a joke.

➷Vox 📺

You were talking to a tech assistant in the main studio when Vox walked in, adjusting his bowtie. “Everything good here, darling?” You nodded “Yep! Just telling them what a great best friend you are.”

Vox’s screen instantly glitched into blue-and-red static. “Best friend?!” he echoed, his voice modulating wildly.

The lights in the studio flickered “I literally control the media in this ring, and you’re treating me like a high school pal?! I am your boyfriend! Delete that word from your vocabulary right now!” He immediately ordered a massive billboard outside the studio to display a photo of the two of you with the caption ‘DEFINITELY DATING!’

➷Velvette 💅

Velvette was scrolling through her phone while you were talking to one of her models. “Yeah, Velvette’s a total icon,” you said “I’m just lucky she lets her best friend hang around the studio.”

Velvette stopped typing, she slowly lowered her phone, her sharp eyes locking onto yours with terrifying intensity.

She stood up, her heels clicking loudly against the floor “Did you just use the ‘F’ word with me?” she asked, stepping right into your space. “Honey, my brand is not ‘friend.’ My brand is ‘it-couple.’ If this is a joke, it’s tacky, if it’s not, you’re sleeping on the couch, and I’m personally burning that vintage sweater you love.”

Classic (Sans) 🍦

•he loves how low-maintenance you are about some things.

•the “raccoon instincts” trip him up sometimes

•he thinks your whiskers are adorable.

•sometimes he has to stop you from raiding the trash at 2 AM.

•LOVESS petting your tail, but is still cautious of your boundaries.

•You’ll be sitting on the couch, and he’ll hand you a bag of chips. Instead of opening it, you wander over to the kitchen sink, dunk a chip in water, and then eat it. “Uh, baby? You know those are already clean, right?” He just chuckles and pulls you onto his lap, letting you use his oversized hoodie to wipe your wet hands.

Underswap (Blueberry) 🫐

•Blueberry takes your diet very seriously.

•He looked up what raccoons eat, and still decided that meant you needed a 5-star meal of fruits, nuts, and cooked proteins.

•He gets incredibly excited when you take a piece of fruit and instinctively wash it in the little bowl of water he sets out for you.

• Lovess brushing your big, fluffy striped tail.

•Would make obstacle courses filled with shiny things just for you.

•“MWEH HEH HEH, MAIDEN! I HAVE CONSTRUCTED A NEW FORAGING COURSE FOR YOU!” He has literally hidden shiny quarters and colorful buttons all over the living room. You scramble around, snatching them up and stuffing them into your pockets while your tail swishes excitedly. Blue clasps his hands together, his eye sockets turning into literal stars. “YOU ARE SO EFFICIENT! JUST MAKE SURE YOU WASH YOUR HANDS BEFORE DINNER! I MADE TACOS!”

Underfell (Red) 🍫

•Red pretends he hates your raccoon tendencies.

•is actually a massive sucker for you.

•enjoys how fluffy you are, just like his jacket.enjoys how fluffy you are, just like his jacket.

•likes making you sit on his lap while you nap.

•‘cause of your hybrid nature, you have a habit of hoarding shiny things—including his gold tooth (you literally tried to pry it out of his mouth while he was sleeping. “Ya can’t just take a guy’s tooth, sweetheart!” He scolds you, blushing furiously while you pout at him. He ends up buying you a pack of shiny brass rings and foil wrappers just to keep your paws busy so you’ll cuddle with him.

Swapfell (Blackberry) 🍇

•He tries to maintain an aura of absolute authority,

•It completely falls apart when you view his expensive stuff as the ultimate shiny prize.

•Pretends he hates it, but actually loves when you would show him shiny things you find. (Tsundere ahh 😭)

•Like Blue, he likes to carefully plan what you eat.

•He will be giving a stern lecture, only to look down and find you actively trying to steal the golden ring on his finger. He sighs, pinches the bridge of his nasal bone, and picks you up by the scruff “UNHAND MY RING, YOU GREMLIN. IF YOU WANT SOMETHING SHINY, YOU WILL BEHAVE.” He immediately buys you a shiny silver bracelet to match with him later.

Ink 🎨

•Ink thinks you are the most fascinating person in the multiverse.

•He forgets things constantly, but he never forgets to leave out “treasures” for you.

•Paints you in bright, neon colors to which his room is full of paintings of you.

•Sometimes he forgets you have raccoon instincts and gets startled when you grab his giant paintbrush and try to drag it into a dark corner.

•Loves to draw glowing stars for you to play with.

•You’re playing with a glowing star ink painted for you, softly snugged up above your hanging nest as he stares up at you in awe. “Don’t move! The lighting is perfect!” Ink beams, his eyes shifting into a yellow star and a pink circle. You tilt your head, your face looking down at him curiously. “You look perfect my love, just hold still!” You smile as you let him do his thing.

Error 🧶

•Error usually hates being touched, but you’re an exception thanks to how meticulous you are about cleanliness

•you would always try to steal his strings when he isn’t looking.

•secretly loves it when you would stare at the marks on his face in fascination.

•sometimes get annoyed when his yarn isn’t as fluffy as you.

•He’ll be knitting, and you’ll stealthily grab a glowing blue string and bolt. “g-gEt bAcK hErE, YoU dAmN—!” He crashes for a second, but his glitches soften when he finds you curled up in a pile of his stolen blue strings, fast asleep.

X-tale (Cross) ❌

•Cross is incredibly soft with you.

•He thinks the fort you would always make with pillows and blankets is the coziest place.

•Loves to just snuggle with you after a long day.

•He loves when you curl up against his chest, your fluffy tail wrapped around his waist.

•He does, however, have to constantly check his pockets because you will steal his chocolate wrappers (and sometimes the chocolate itself) if he isn’t looking.

•You are currently hiding inside his giant furry cloak, only your masked face and fluffy ears poking out from the collar. “Dude, Chara is laughing at me,” Cross mutters, his violet eye lights softened as he looks down at you. You let out a soft whine and dig deeper into his fluff, your striped tail wrapping around his arm. Cross sighs, a massive purple blush spreading across his face as he wraps his arms around you, securing you against his chest. “Okay, fine, you can stay in there. But you’re not allowed to steal my chocolate wrappers anymore.”

Dream 💫

•Dream is like a walking sun beam, and your raccoon instincts are naturally drawn to his bright, positive aura

•He would smile brightly whenever you bring him shiny objects.

•Like Blue, he loves brushing your fur.

•You think Dream’s crown is the shiniest thing to ever exist.

•He would try to make you a matching crown so you don’t steal his.

•You spend half your time trying to gently swipe the crown off his head. Dream just giggles, tilting his head down to make it easier for you. “Do you like it, project? You can hold it, just please don’t wash it in the sink!”

Nightmare 🌑

•Nightmare claims he keeps you around because you’re a “chaotic little menace,” which appeals to his dark nature.

•In reality, bro is down bad.

•You like to wrap up his slimy tendrils and just snuggle with him.

•He pretends to be annoyed, but his tendrils will gently secure you so you don’t fall.

•He also uses his shadows to steal high-end jewelry from jewelry stores just to watch your eyes light up.

•You are currently sitting on his throne, aggressively playing on a shiny silver pen you stole from his desk. “Unhand it this instant,” Nightmare commands, his single cyan eye narrowing. You pout, puffing up your tail until it’s twice its normal size, holding the pen tighter. Nightmare pinches the bridge of his nasal bone. One of his dark tendrils snakes forward, but instead of snatching the pen, it gently tickles your side. You squeak, dropping the pen, and the tendril immediately scoops you up, bringing you directly into his lap. “Mine,” he mutters, wrapping you in his dark aura.

Dusttale (Dust) 🌪

•Dust’s house is a bit chaotic, so you fit right in.

•he loves your chaotic energy.

•he finds it hilarious when Phantom Papyrus tries to talk to you, and you just stare aggressively at the empty air because you can sense the weird magic.

•with the help of Dust, you would sometimes try to talk to his Papyrus.

•would get shy whenever you would gift him shiny objects you find.

•You two are currently sitting in the ruins of Snowdin. You’re digging through a pile of snow, looking for lost gold coins, while Dust watches, his phantom brother floating nearby.

“he says you look stupid digging in the dirt,” Dust murmurs, his mismatched eye lights gleaming. Suddenly, you pull out a perfectly preserved, shiny glass marble. Your ears perk up and you hold it up to him like a prize. Dust blinks, a faint purple blush dusting his cheekbones. He takes it, turning it over in his skeletal hands. “Huh. not bad, bandit. tell ya what, let’s go find some more.”

Killer 🔪

•Killer treats you like a partner-in-crime.

•he loves your stealth, bro will literally use you to prank the others.

•“hey babe, go steal Nightmare’s favorite pen. I’ll give you a whole bag of shiny marbles.” You take the deal every time.

•you do the distractions while he does the chaos

•you two are a chaotic duo that the rest of the castle fears.

•You two just got back from a prank war with Horror, and you managed to steal Horror’s favorite shiny meat cleaver “pfft! look at you! you’re a literal criminal!” Killer laughs with his void-like eyes as he watches you proudly guard the cleaver under the couch. You grin excitedly, your tail thumping. Killer slides under the couch with you, pulling you against his chest. “we gotta hide out here till he cools down. but hey, good job on the loot, babe. you’ve got great taste in weapons.”

Horrortale (Axe) 🍴

•Axe completely understands the “scavenger” mindset.

•he loves that you aren’t picky about food, but he is fiercely protective of making sure you get the “good” stuff. •cooks massive meals for you, and he finds it absolutely endearing when you take your food to the sink to wash it.

•he loves petting your ears his massive hand.

•If you ever raid the trash because of your instincts, he gets sad thinking he didn’t feed you enough, so you have to reassure him with lots of tail-wags and cuddles.

•“good…clean food…” Axe rumbles, his deep voice vibrating through his chest as you happily wash the food he made for you. You finish washing it and take a happy bite, your ears twitching. Axe reaches out with a massive, scarred hand, gently stroking your ears. A rare, genuine smile tugs at his jagged jaw. “eat up, my love. i’ll get ya somethin’ shiny later if ya finish it all.”

Epictale (Epic) 😎

•Epic is the ultimate enabler to your shenanigans

•you want to raid the fridge at 3 AM? bro right there with you, wearing matching sunglasses.

•he loves your raccoon ears and will constantly scratch behind them

•just like Killer, both of you are an absolute menace together.

•likes making you shiny D.I.Y with foil and other things you can find at home.

•You two are currently sitting on the floor of his lab, surrounded by empty chip bags, wearing matching sunglasses. “bruh, look at this,” Epic says, holding up a completely empty, shiny aluminum foil ball he rolled up. Your eyes lock onto it, ears twitching “You want the forbidden orb, bruh?” You leap at him, and Epic laughs hysterically, letting you tackle him to the floor. He wraps his arms around you, snuggling his head in your tail as he enjoys this moment.

Fresh 🌈

•Fresh thinks your whole aesthetic is “totally radical, brah.”

•he doesn’t mind your hoarding instinct at all

•he gives you his brightest, most neon keychains and shiny 90s slap-bracelets.

•you love how bright he is (literally).

•he would give you a bunch of his stuff just so you two can match.

•Right now, you are literally clinging to him like a koala, staring intensely at the bright, reflective “YOLO” text on his glasses. “whoa there, radical bae! my eyes are up here, dawg!” Fresh says, his tone totally casual despite you trying to pry the sunglasses off his face with your tiny hands. You let out a frustrated sigh as Fresh chuckles, pulling a pair of brightly colored, neon-pink shutter shades from his fanny pack and slipping them onto your face. “there ya go, baby! now you’re matching the vibe!”

Operation: Confess to Hinata was supposed to be foolproof.

You had the crisp pink envelope tucked safely into your school bag, practicing your speech in the mirror three times this morning. You even made sure your hair didn’t do that weird flip on the side.

The only flaw in your flawless plan?

The rest of the student body.

The moment you stepped through the school gates, the sea of students parted as if you were Moses and they were a bunch of uniform-wearing waves. Gasping ensued, while someone in the distance dropped their bento box.

“Oh my gosh, it’s (Y/N)-san…”

“She’s so radiant today. Is that a halo?!”

“Did she just look at me? I can die happy.”

You offered a polite, tiny nod, trying to keep your composure while internally sweating bullets. In reality, you were just a normal person who happened to be blessed with an aggressively aesthetic face. But to Karasuno High, you were a localized deity, a goddess among mortals.

But all you wanted to do was find a 5’4 ginger middle blocker and tell him you liked his smile.

~~~

During the morning break, you spotted him. Hinata was bouncing down the hallway, aggressively mimicking a spike to an imaginary Kageyama.

Perfect.

You took a deep breath and stepped out of your classroom. “Hinata—”

“(Y/N)-SAN!!”

Before you could even take a second step, three classmates materialized out of thin air, dropping to their knees in front of you.

“Your left shoelace is slightly loose!” one boy cried out, tears in his eyes. “Please, allow us to tie it for you! A goddess should never have to bend down!”

“No, let me!” another shouted. “I have a master’s degree in knot-tying!”

By the time you managed to gently wave them off, stammering that you could tie your own shoes, Hinata had already bounded past, completely oblivious to your existence.

Damn it…

~~~

You spent the entirety of fourth period staring at the clock. The moment the bell rang, you grabbed your letter, zipped out the door, and headed straight for the courtyard where Hinata usually ate.

You saw him sitting on a bench, stuffing a meat bun into his face.

This was it.

“Hinata,” you called out softly.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over you, then another.

Then twelve more.

“Is it true, (Y/N)-san?! Are you eating lunch alone today?!”

“Please, accept this premium wagyu beef bento! My mother made it, but you deserve it more!”

“Do you require a fan? The sun is quite harsh on your flawless skin today!”

A literal wall of flesh and adoration formed between you and the courtyard. You tried to peer through the gaps of your impromptu fan club. You could see the back of Hinata’s bright orange head.

Look over here! your brain screamed. Hinata, please just turn around! I don’t want the premium wagyu, I want to talk about your weird volleyball sounds!

But Hinata just happily munched away, completely blocked from your sight by a human fortress of your own popularity.

~~~

The sun was setting, casting a golden hue over the school grounds. You stood outside the boy’s gymnasium, clutching the love letter behind your back, your knuckles turning white. You had evaded your adoring fans by hiding in a broom closet for twenty minutes, and you were running on pure adrenaline at this point.

The gym doors opened as the volleyball team started trickling out.

Finally, Hinata walked out, chatting with Sugawara.

This was your last chance. You took a step forward. “Hinata—”

“(Y/N)-SAN! WE FOUND HER!”

Shit.

Like a pack of hyper-focused bloodhounds, a group of students spotted you. Within three seconds, you were surrounded yet again.

“We were so worried! You disappeared after cleaning duty!”

“Are you hurt? Do you need a piggyback ride to the station?!”

“Please let us carry your schoolbag, (Y/N)-san!”

You stood frozen in the center of the crowd. Internally, you were on your knees, shaking your fists at the heavens, letting out a silent, Godzilla-esque roar.

HINATA, PLEASE! LOOK AT ME! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, NOTICE ME! I AM DYING HERE!

SAVE ME!!

On the outside, however, you just blinked your beautiful eyes, looking slightly overwhelmed.

Meanwhile, Five Feet Away…

Hinata was currently experiencing a minor existential crisis.

He was standing near the bicycle racks, staring at the massive crowd that had just formed around you. His heart was hammering against his ribs, and his hands were sweating.

Hidden securely behind his back, squeezed tightly in his fist, was a slightly crumpled, hand-written letter.

He looked at the letter, then looked back at you. You looked like a literal supermodel, you were surrounded by people offering you gifts, protection, and eternal devotion.

Man…Hinata thought, his shoulders dropping as a heavy sigh escaped his lips.

There’s just no way.

He slumped against the fence, a comical shadow of defeat washing over him. He looked down at his letter, which read ‘I like you a lot! Please go out with me!’ in big, messy handwriting.

She’s like a princess, Hinata thought despondently, watching a boy literally offer you a handkerchief just to step on. And I’m just a guy who hits a ball. She’s completely, totally, one-hundred-percent out of my league.

Why did I ever think I could confess to her today?

He shoved his letter deep into his school bag, resolving to try again another day—or, more realistically, when he grew at least three feet taller.

➷Ochaco Uraraka 🍡

You were sitting together on the grass outside the dorms, sharing a box of mochi. You noticed a bit of powdered sugar on the corner of her lip and, without thinking, reached over and gently wiped it away with your thumb. Ochaco froze, her face flushed a violent, bright pink, and before she could stop herself, her quirk activated from pure panic.

She started floating straight up into the air as you laughed and reached up to pull her back down by her ankles, she looked down at your smiling face, her heart hammering against her ribs. Oh no, she thought, floating helplessly in the sky and in her feelings.

I’m so in love with them.

➷Tsuyu Asui 🐸

It was a chilly, rainy afternoon, and Tsuyu was feeling a bit sluggish from the cold. You noticed her shivering in the common room, so you wrapped your favorite oversized hoodie around her shoulders and handed her a warm mug of tea. Tsuyu blinked, sinking into the soft, warm fabric that smelled exactly like you.

She let out a soft, contented “Ribbit,” her large eyes fixated on your caring smile. A deep, cozy warmth settled into her chest, completely chasing away the winter chill. She realized right then that being around you felt like the perfect, sunny spring day.

➷Mina Ashido 🌷

Mina was dragging you along to teach you a new dance routine in her room. You were completely uncoordinated, tripping over your own feet and tumbling directly into her arms. You both crashed onto her bed in a tangled heap of limbs.

You burst out laughing, apologizing for being so clumsy, but Mina’s usual loud laughter died in her throat. You were so close, your eyes sparkling and your face flushed from the exercise. Her heart did a wild, energetic gymnastics routine, she grinned, her cheeks turning a deep fuchsia.

“Guess I’ll just have to keep holding onto you so you don’t fall again,” she beamed, squeezing you tight.

➷Toru Hagakure 💎

You were helping her pick out clothes for a weekend outing. Even though you couldn’t see her face, you were treating her with so much care—holding up a pastel cardigan against her invisible form and saying, “This color would look absolutely stunning on you, Toru. It matches your bright personality.” Toru’s floating clothes went completely still.

A wave of intense, dizzying warmth rushed through her. Even though she was invisible to the rest of the world, you always saw her so clearly. She threw her invisible arms around your neck, hugging you tightly, her voice cracking with pure happiness.

“You are too sweet! I love you so much!”

➷Kyoka Jiro 🎸

You were sitting on her bed, listening to a rough draft of a new song she was writing on her acoustic guitar. When she finished, she looked up nervously, twirling her earphone jack around her finger. You didn’t just say it was good, you leaned in, your eyes shining, and precisely broke down your favorite chords, telling her how talented she was.

Jiro’s heart practically short-circuited. She looked down at her guitar, her earphone jacks swinging wildly as her heart rate spiked “Yeah? You really think so?” she mumbled, pulling her collar up to hide the deep blush creeping up her face.

Your voice was officially her favorite melody.

➷Momo Yaoyorozu ☕

Momo was hosting a study session, and she had gone a bit overboard, creating an entire library’s worth of custom study guides for you. When she handed them over, you didn’t look overwhelmed, you looked incredibly touched. You wrapped her in a sudden, warm hug and said, “Momo, you’re amazing! Thank you for taking such good care of me”

Momo’s breath caught as she felt her chest tighten in the most wonderful way possible. Her quirk accidentally sparked from her sudden spike of emotion, producing a tiny, glowing matryoshka doll between you two. She returned the hug, her heart bursting with a profound desire to give you the entire world.

➷Mei Hatsume 🔩

Mei was in the middle of a manic, 48-hour invention spree in the development studio. Her goggles were covered in soot, and she was running on pure caffeine. You walked in, quietly took the wrench out of her hand, and forced her to sit down while you gently wiped the grease off her cheeks with a damp cloth and offered her a homemade bento.

Mei stared at you through her crosshair eyes. For the first time in her life, her brain wasn’t calculating blueprints or gear ratios, for it was completely focused on the gentle curve of your mouth. “Wow,” she muttered aloud “My heart is running at 10,000 RPMs right now. You’re a highly dangerous invention!”

Nejire Hado 🌬

You two were walking through the school courtyard when a beautiful butterfly landed right on your nose. You went perfectly still, crossing your eyes to look at it, letting out a soft, delighted giggle, Nejire stopped in her tracks.

Usually, she was the one asking a million questions and bursting with energy, but looking at you in that moment, she completely forgot how to speak. Her heart felt light, like it was floating on her own wave motion output. She bounded over, her hands clasped together, her eyes wider and brighter than ever.

“You’re so cute! Can I keep you? No, wait, I just want to look at you forever!”

➷Melissa Shield 🤖

You were visiting her lab on I-Island, and she was eagerly showing you a new piece of hero tech she designed. In your excitement to see it, you leaned over her shoulder, your face just inches from hers, your hair brushing against her cheek, Melissa’s breath hitched. She looked at how genuinely interested you were in her world, your eyes reflecting the glow of the computer screen.

The gears in her brilliant mind ground to a halt. A soft, sweet warmth bloomed in her chest. She pushed her glasses up her nose, a breathless smile forming on her lips as she realized she wanted to engineer a future where she was always by your side.

➷Nemuri Kayama (Midnight) 💫

Nemuri was used to playing the role of the confident, sultry heroine who could charm anyone. But one evening, while you two were grading papers together, you noticed she looked tired. You quietly stood up, walked behind her chair, and began gently massaging the tension out of her shoulders, leaning down to whisper, “You work so hard, Nemuri. Let me take care of you for a change.”

Nemuri’s entire posture melted. The flirtatious persona completely vanished, replaced by a fierce, fluttering vulnerability in her chest. Her face flushed a real, genuine pink as she leaned back into your touch. Oh, she thought, her heart racing.

They’ve got me completely wrapped around their finger.

➷Emi Fukukado (Ms. Joke) 🤣

Emi was always the one making the jokes, trying to get a laugh out of everyone (especially Aizawa). But during a quiet moment at a cafe, she cracked a particularly cheesy pun, and you burst into a genuine, snorting laugh, covering your face in embarrassment.

Emi froze, her eyes widening. The sound of your laugh was the most beautiful thing she had ever heard, her heart did a massive flip-flop. She leaned her chin on her hands, staring at you with an incredibly soft, uncharacteristic tenderness. “Hey,” she said softly, her usual loud voice dropping to a sweet murmur.

“Keep laughing like that, and I might just have to marry you for real.”

➷Yu Takeyama (Mt. Lady) 🗻

Yu was complaining about her sore feet after a long day of patrolling in her giant form. You didn’t complain about her whining, instead, you patted your lap and told her to lay down. When she rested her head on your thighs, you began gently running your fingers through her blonde hair, massaging her scalp.

Yu’s eyes fluttered shut, a soft sigh escaping her lips. For someone who was always chasing cameras and attention, this quiet, hidden moment felt bigger than anything else. She opened one eye, looking up at your sweet, peaceful face, and felt a massive, immovable weight of affection anchor itself in her chest.

➷Kaina Tsutsumi (Lady Nagant) 🔫

Kaina was used to the dark, cynical reality of the world, keeping her heart heavily guarded. But you didn’t care about her past or the cold exterior she put up, you had noticed her hands were rough and calloused from years of wielding her rifle quirk, so you bought her a beautifully scented, soothing hand cream.

As you gently massaged the lotion into her hands, talking about a silly movie you wanted to watch with her, Kaina stared at your bent head. The icy walls around her heart shattered into dust as a terrifyingly beautiful warmth flooded her veins. She squeezed your hand gently, her eyes softening into something fiercely protective.

I’ll protect this person, she thought. No matter what.

➷Rumi Usagiyama (Mirko) 🐰

You two were at a local arcade, and you had just won a ridiculous, giant stuffed bunny from a claw machine after trying for an hour. You proudly turned around and shoved the plushie into her arms, grinning ear to ear. “For the number one hero!” you declared.

Rumi blinked at the fluffy toy, then at your triumphant, beaming face. Her long rabbit ears gave a sudden, violent twitch, and her heart thumped hard against her ribs—a rush of adrenaline that had absolutely nothing to do with fighting. She let out a loud, boisterous laugh, throwing an arm around your neck and pulling you into a headlock, burying her blushing face in your shoulder.

“Ha! You’re pretty smooth, kid. Guess you’re stuck with me now!”

➷Himiko Toga 🩸

Himiko’s definition of love had always been messy and chaotic, but then there was you. You were sitting with her in a safehouse, carefully applying a cute, sparkly band-aid over a scratch on her cheek. You didn’t look at her with fear, and you didn’t want to hurt her, you just smiled, booped her nose, and said, “There, all better, Himi” Himiko’s breath hitched.

Her heart felt like it was fluttering with a million butterflies, but for the first time, it didn’t make her want to draw blood, it just made her want to hold you. She lunged forward, wrapping her arms and legs around you like a koala, burying her face in your neck. “You’re so soft,” she whispered, her voice uncharacteristically gentle.

“I want to stay like this forever and ever.”