And we're back! This is chapter is heavy on the world building and there are several pov changes going on. Civilians, Heroes, and Villains, oh my! :) Time to see how all of them react to this shocking turn of events. With a little domestic fluff near the end to somewhat lighten the mood.
I've decided to fix the -nette/-net thing when it comes to genders in this. Got part way through editing part 1 for that and other things. To save myself work in the future, I'm going to start using them now in this part. :) So if you notice that change, that's why.
Warning for mention of suicide in the paragraph starting with [While in prison...]. It's in the second sentence but that's it.
Linktree to all the things!
End notes for the chapter are under the line.
Hoo boy, this chapter was a pain to edit. There are so many factors at play but I think I found a balance to all the deferring sides? I want to thank everyone who commented last chapter. I had most of the societal and character views down, but you gave me more to think about and add. :) Such as the Hero Commission's meddling and the start of the MLA showing up. Specific shout outs to dannythebookworm, Rijus_Hope, thePanopticon_isJust_azkaban, and Veriea for bringing up points I hadn't thought about! Those factors really made sense and though I haven't replied to your comments yet they still helped! :D
For the MLA pov, apologies if it seems weird or OOC. I'm not as familiar with that arc or the characters involved. Though the second half of season five very much helped me get a better feel for their characters. So I hope that turned out alright. ^____^ Goes to prove that not everyone is attracted to the trouble magnet in a good way. ;)
Soooooo, about the Fun Facts. Honestly, I've got nothing for this chapter. XD I like them to be connected to the chapter in some way and I can't think of any. I did say I have a finite amount of them. I still have more but none that make sense with this chapter. So this will be the first without since chapter 3 of part 1 other than double updates. Sorry about that, but it doesn't really take away anything from the story! The fun facts are meant as just little extra nuggets of knowledge. From now on, I'll include fun facts when it makes sense to the chapter but it won't necessarily be every one. Thanks for understanding! ^___^
That's all for now! Next update Izuku and Aizawa have a little chat. About what you may ask? You'll find out next Tuesday! ^_____^ I know, yet another cliffhanger to tantalize you. ;) Hee hee! Let your imaginations run wild and let me know of typos or weirdness! Tah!
Where is the fluff for Shigaraki??? I’ve had enough of the angst life is tough as it is give me something funny or overly sweet that make my gums hurt i dont know. Something funny???
What happened to hello? how are you? and some cringy joke 3
So i present today crack written by yours truly
me attempting to make you laugh or chuckle a little giggle even
Take a bow
2:09 ─────●── 3:25
↺ |◁ || ▷| ♡
Narrator: It was a good day. At least that’s what Shigaraki thought till a blood curdling scream resonated through the thin shitty walls Shigaraki didn't get what he paid for but that is beside the point. Now like any good leader he didn’t go check what the noise was he sent someone else aka Kurogiri who is always subjected to some sort of torture without a pay even being given don’t worry I head the minimum wage is being lifted in the England so at least the poor are somewhat winning a noble sacrifice. Now the lilac will o wisp begrudgingly places down the glass to the counter and warps all suspecting perpetrators into the room.
(stage directions ) Enter the bar room thing : Y/N Dabi Mr Compress Spinner Toga Twice
Silence then came the screams of disgust fear and everything in-between.
Shigaraki: Stop Stop l’ll dust all of you SHUT UP
What happened Y/n?
Toga & Twice in sync : Ha Simp
Y/N: yeah you wouldn’t dust us
Shigaraki : Answer the question or i’ll start dusting each and everyone of you
Y/N: there was a crime!
Mr Compress: A crime against nation
Spinner: it was truly shocking act
Shigaraki: Yes thats what we do as villains’ are you all stupid?
Kurogiri: now now hear them out
Dabi : It wasn’t even that serious
Collective gasp from Y/N Compress Spinner Toga and Twice
Y/N : wasn’t that SeRioUs? Um Dabi takes a bite of a baguette from one side and the other end of it
Shigaraki and kurogiri : So
Toga: but it gets worse
Twice: Better! No Worse! Terrible!
Y/N : Dabi tell them. Tell them what you did right in front of me say it!
Dabi: okay 🙄 I took a bite of it in the middle too
Kurogiri drops the glass and Tomura just stares * Law and order sound effect*
Shigaraki : what the fuck
Y/N : i know right! and he sees nothing wrong with it
Spinner: it was horrible
Mr Compress: A crime against humanity at this point
Y/N: Right and in Black history month too
Toga: He didn’t even apologise for his behaviour
Twice: His wrong doings!
Y/N : He has to go! He’s crazy and not the casual i want to over throw the government but just plain crazy
Toga & Twice: the death chair!
Spinner and Compress: Has to go
Dabi: you guys are being dramatic everybod-
Y/N : Every who??? Not me! Lets not normalise this behaviour
Kurogiri : He has to go im afraid
Shigaraki: I knew this crazy mother f-
Shiagarki: Crazy bastard was weird
Dabi: says the one with wrinkled skin plus its not that deep
Y/N: Aren’t stables literally keeping you together... anyway like Rihanna said
And don't tell me you're sorry 'cause you're not
Baby , when I know you're only sorry you got caught
Toga & Twice with Y/N :
But you put on quite a show (Ooh, oh)
Really had me going
But now it's time to go (Ooh, oh)
Curtain's finally closing
That was quite a show (Ooh, oh)
But it's over now (But it's over now)
Go on and take a bow
Narrator: In the end he stayed because they need him but since then Dabi has been shamed into never committing such a heinous crime again. Tomura is still a cute lazy bastard who keeps asking for the walls to be repaired . Kurogiri hasn’t seen his paycheck. Toga and Twice are robbing a bank while Spinner is playing LOL and Y/N has just doing what they do best which is Y/Ning at life.
That’s it folks come back next______ for the next episode of The Real Villains of Yokohama
And its a wrap
A friend actually eats like that i felt hate crimed/j
Shigaraki slam his fist on his desk, waking you up from the nap you ere taking after not sleeping a lot the night before. You heard him smashing his keyboard, swearing, probably at the person he was playing with. You turn around, looking at him, the light of the screen helping you seeing him, he was scratching his neck, the gloves hiding two of his finger so he couldn't decay the mouse or controler.
You decide to get up, slowly walking to his chair, putting your hand son his shoulder, massaging them lightly, he slightly turn his head, enough to be able to see you, he stop writing on his keboard "Sorry baby" he say "It's okay" you answer, kising his neck where he previously was scratching. He turn his chair, now facing you, opening his arms so you could place yourself on him, putting your legs at his side, your chest against his and your face in his neck, leaving little kiss everywhere in his neck.
It still amaze him how easily and fast you could calm him down, him the boss of the most wanted villains in Japan, the dangerous man that killed lot of people and will keept doing it if needed. He was melting as soon as your hands were touching hi or that your lips lingered on his skin, and he hope it'll stay like that for eternity.
Your innocent eyes lost their shine that day... The day you lost yourself.
Posting a color drawing for the first time here,[I feel a little nervous hehe... ^^] Whatever, I also have a small comics in process that I hope to finish these days. My job consumes me but my love for Tomura is stronger ಥ_ಥ
I'm still very much a believer of the AFO gave Tenko/Tomura the decay quirk because it's impossible to be a coincidence and it always sounded like Tenko was targeted specifically and I don't believe the hands Tomura had on him were from his actual family members either.
This day’s prompts were difficult, none of them really inspired me much for some reason, so I took a more literal approach with Tomura’s shirt and the chat.
I know this isn’t that spooky-vibed, but I accidentally did a thing with some effects layers, and I really loved the colorful vaporwave-like feel so I stuck with it. Maybe tomorrow’s prompt will go back to spooky town, hopefully anyway lmao
Kinda had some shigaraki x pro hero(?) ideas so why not
Shigaraki already stays up late thinking about anything and everything. From what the league should do next, to the very few, distant memories he could barely remember at all.
Those old pictures master had given him along with the hands though, he found himself looking at them more every night.
He had no idea who anyone was, no idea what was going on, and no idea where they even were. The only thing master had told him was that he would understand one day. That he’d finally figure out who was in that picture with a little boy that looked strangely identical to him, though the hair color was different.
They all seemed so familiar, yet so strange. He wanted to know who they were, he wanted to know why that one little boy looked so familiar, he wanted to know everything. All that master had told him though was that when he figured it out, those hands he wore would make much more sense.
One face seemed familiar though. Yours.
How could be ignore you? The biggest pain in his ass, aside from All Might of course. The same hero that had ruined his plans countless times, rendering all of his planning and his preparation useless.
He’s tried so many times to just decay you. He’s gotten so close to you, so close to ending you and his biggest problem. One touch and you would’ve been gone. One touch and you would’ve crumbled at his feet, eliminating one of the most irritating people he’s ever dealt with.
Yet he could never bring himself to do it.
Maybe it was guilt, or how you stood so close to that little boy. How you held onto his arm like he was your whole world in the picture that seemed to just confuse him more. You seemed so familiar. So strange but comforting, just as the hands were to him. The only difference was that he didn’t know what you were to him (except a pain in the ass).
Every time he got close, close enough that he could just reach out and kill you, he just couldn’t. Hell, it almost hurt him seeing you quivering like that. You tried to act brave, but every time, he could see right past those ‘determined’ eyes.
It hurt seeing you so scared, and he didn’t know why.
He’s killed dozens of people and never felt anything. He’s terrorized and ruined hundreds of civilians, tearing them away from their families. They didn’t do anything wrong to him, so why were you so hard to kill?
It never really sat right with him. The idea of you crumbling at his feet should’ve been appealing, almost like heaven, but there was always that guilt that lingered in him, the feeling that he might’ve made a mistake.
You’ve haunted his thoughts for as long as he can remember, since you were put in magazines as UA’s top student, to the day you became a Pro Hero. Those interviews with you catching his eye. The fresh wounds on your arms angering him.
He shouldn’t be that angry. He shouldn’t care that much. And yet, every scratch only served to piss him off more, no matter how small they were. He grew tired of seeing you all beaten up, and he didn’t know why.
So instead of waiting to figure out who you were and why you meant so much, he just watched you, memorizing whatever ‘normal’ part of your schedule you had, for the most part at least, carving every little detail into his memory.
The next time he had you alone, instead of decaying you like master would’ve liked him too, he gave you an option. You could either die alone, or you could spare yourself and follow him. He wouldn’t hurt you, it was nothing but an empty threat, but you didn’t need to know that.
He tended to the cuts you obtained trying to flee, cleaning off the dried blood on your limbs, careful not to make it worse, one of his fingers bandaged and held away just as an extra precaution.
He’d give you his clothes instead of the hero costume you wore. Maybe they weren’t the best, but it had to be better than a torn, stained costume.
The first night with him is rough. Not just for you, but for him too. He doesn’t know what to do. You look so sad huddled on his bed. He told you he’d kill you if you tried to leave, but all that did was scare you even more.
When he’s had enough of your quiet sobs, he’ll go over to you, sitting right in front of you, not quite sure what to do himself. He’ll whisper whatever he thinks would take your mind off of everything, whatever might give you the same sense of familiarity he feels with you, but his attempts never work.
He doesn’t know you the way he wished he did. Not anymore at least. He wants to comfort you, he wants to tell you that he’ll take care of you, but you don’t want him to get close to you. It hurts when you push him away.
When he’s finally somewhat ready to try to sleep, he crawls over to you, huddled on his side of the bed. Normally he’d be pissed, but if it’s just for one night, he can deal with it.
He’ll lay down next to you, staring at you, committing every little detail of you to his memory, like he’ll never see you again.
It’s comforting having you so close, almost in the same sense the hands are, but you’re different. You’re warm and alive, unlike the lifeless remains of people he used to know.
When you’re asleep, he’ll finally reach out to you, his finger still bandaged, just in case. He’ll move closer, stopping every time in case you wake up, until he can feel your breath against him. He’ll wrap his arms around you, just testing out the feeling of it. Eventually it turns into nuzzling his face into you, his arms pressing you tightly against his chest. You’re so warm. It’s so different than what he’s used to.
And once hero society has forgotten about you, he’ll take you around the city, but only with him around. He always lets you pick since you’ve been around the city more than him. He doesn’t like being around so many people, but if it lets him see that same smile he loved so long ago, it’s worth it.
He always holds you close after a long mission, just to feel the warmth of your skin against his, and oftentimes, he’ll fall asleep like that.
He feels safe for the first time in a long time, like nothing will ever go wrong with you around, and he’s determined to keep you around. He’ll do whatever you want, he’ll do whatever it takes, just don’t leave.
the best dynamic is character a who’s scorned and hates everybody and everything and doesn’t trust anyone and character b who is a total sunshine and loves without judgement and shows character a that they deserve love just as much as anyone else and y’all cannot change my mind