𝘛 𝘏 𝘌 𝘘 𝘜 𝘈 𝘋 𝘙 𝘜 𝘗 𝘓 𝘌 𝘛 𝘚

𝘳 𝘦 𝘲 𝘶 𝘴 𝘵 𝘳 𝘶 𝘭 𝘦 𝘴 !

don’t ask for:

anything nsfw. it will be deleted immediately and you’ll probably get blocked bc i am not comfortable with it, and you didn’t respect my boundaries </3

with that said!

i do write things containing:

typical canon violence, blood, tense battle scenes, tragic backstories, mental illnesses like depression, panic attacks, general angst, but also tooth rooting fLUUFFF, romantic relationships, and a tinyyy bit of smooching is alright (but i’m watching you so don’t be gross 🫵🤨)

characters i love writing for !

platonic or romantic:

mha — izuku midoriya, touya todoroki, keigo takami

dr stone — senku, gen, tsukasa, ukyo, hyoga, moz (i can fix him, no really i can!! 🙂‍↕️) xeno, stanley, so pretty much the majority of the dudes LOL

in a parent/sibling/guardian way:

mha — shota aizawa, nemuri kayama, hizashi yamada, toshinori yagi, emi fukukado, enji todoroki *mostly meaning endeavor as a parent bc the family drama is just too good (◞‸◟)

dr stone — byakuya, lillian, xeno, stanley (dad or big brother stan is such a fun concept to me pls)

i like writing stories where the mc is a canon-character’s-relative, i think it’s fun :3 so if you have any ideas for that genre, send it in!

any requests with these characters are extraaa welcome! but i still love other main and side characters, and will most likely write for them if requested <3

now, if you want to request something from another series, here is my complete list that I’ll write for! (and the ones with hearts are ones i especially love and wanna write abt hehe)

FINISHED/CAUGHT UP WITH:

voltron (ik it’s not an anime but it still counts!) ❦

vigilantes (mha’s prequel manga/SOON TO BE ANIME) ❦

assassination classroom ❦

the promised neverland ❦

horimiya

look back

bunny girl senpai

darling in the franxx

classroom of the elite

too many losing heroines

quintessential quintuplets

IN PROGRESS OF WATCHING:

haikyuu!! ❦

spy x family

moriarty the patriot

insomniacs after school

case file nº221: kabukicho

snow white with the red hair ❦

bottom tier character tomozaki

well that’s it! tl:dr, pls send in your big brained ideas ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

love, logan <3

𝘏 𝘐 𝘛 𝘖 𝘔 𝘐 𝘚 𝘏 𝘐 𝘕 𝘚 𝘖

☹︎ ☹︎ ☹︎

art of my oc from my story glowing eyes <3

credits: me anddd pinterest for the background reference

update! she got her hair bleached ☆〜（ゝ。∂）(she’s mentally unstable and will be changing it again at the next minor inconvenience)

anyways UA uniform tomi <333 btw i defff picture her voice sounding like mai from atla

ALSO i am totally open to hero name suggestions if anyone has one! i have a few ideas but none that i’m crazy abt yet :,)

𝘐 𝘛 𝘖 𝘙 𝘐 𝘐 𝘙 𝘈 𝘕

⚠︎︎ ⚠︎︎ ⚠︎︎

art of my oc from my story amber alert <3

credits: me anddd pinterest for the references/backgrounds

brooo i haven’t drawn her since like, 2023? some of these drawings make me cringe a tiny bit, since i think hope that i’m at least a little better at drawing now

but i’m still glad i made these! she was always so fun to draw and i really miss her, so here’s an art dump for yall :,)

p.s. she may or may not be a pizza delivery girl that uses a gun to help rescue midoriya after seeing his name on an amber alert OKAY BYE!

𝟷 ✩ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭

cw: mentions of underage drinking • very brief mentions of throwing up/dealing with hangover • senku not getting paid enough for this stuff </3

third person pov • june 3rd 2019 • 12:48 pm

SUN SHONE through the glass door and the sheer green curtains covering it. Light bathed the tidied living room in a soft afternoon glow, easy enough on the eyes to sleep comfortably.

Not that Isabella really needed help with that, she was a heavy sleeper.

On the couch is where her physically exhausted body lay, unconscious to the world around her. She'd had a long night the previous day, what with her concert and the after-party following it.

The show went off without any problems, which was always appreciated by the young performer. The after-party, however.. was a slightly different story. It was also an additional reason the prima donna was so knocked out.

Keys jangled in the front door, before unlocking and allowing it to be opened. Immediately after, a younger boy let himself in, spotting the superstar spilled all over his sofa.

He sighed and shook his head. Sometimes, she was ten billion percent annoying. Luckily for her, she wasn't totally a dumb blonde, like some in the world painted her out to be. He still called her that to tease her, of course.

But really, the sixteen-year-old had simply made a few choices her older sister wouldn't approve of.

Tearing his wired red eyes away from the softly snoring girl, he moved to the kitchen and quickly concocted something he'd researched about last night.

Because if there was one thing to know about Senku Ishigami, it's his abundant knowledge. He'd always put it to use one way or another.

Though, he would roll his eyes if anyone fawned over the fact he knew his roommate would have a raging hangover today.

Given his front row seat of last night's antics, it was the most obvious thing in the world.

So to that end, he finished the rather gross elixir and waltzed over to the couch. The young scientist analyzed her passed out self, almost chuckling at the fact that Bella still resided in her sparkly concert attire from yesterday.

Senku vividly remembered how the doorknob rattled at around one in the morning. He'd been working on this mind boggling phenomenon with petrified birds, until a fidgeting noise broke him from his thoughts.

He curiously looked outside of his room, before heading to the front entrance and looking through the peephole.

And there she was—Isabella Weinberg: America's little darling, back against the second floor railing, laughing to herself.

"Never a dull moment with you, huh?" he murmured to himself while opening the door.

Immediately, this made her smile widely at him from the ground where she sat.

"Hey! Y'got the door open!" she cheered in a tone too loud for the hour it was.

Senku snickered and knelt in front of her, easily smelling the alcohol, but asking anyways, "Are you drunk, Dawn?"

Dawn: a nickname that's a play on her middle name.

Another giggle bubbled from her glossed up lips as she shook her head childishly. "Noo, Lilly and I agreed I wouldn't drink until—" hiccup, "I'm twenty!"

Senku, for good reason, didn't believe her. This moved him to eye the dolled-up (and slightly disheveled) girl from head to toe. That's when his observant irises caught the lavender colored paper sticking out of her purse.

He grabbed it and she gasped, not aware it was even planted on her. "Woah Senku! Did you just do a magic trick..?! I didn't know you knew magic..?"

He ignored her for a moment while reading the letter.

'Hello bella's friend~ this is from bella's other friend. She said you'd take care of her so I dropped her off here. Apparently she didn't realize her drinks had alcohol in them until she was already a smidge tipsy, oopsie! Anywhooo, you two have fun!'

Senku rolled his eyes after finishing the note, pushing Bel's warm forehead back with his palm as she tried to glance at the words.

And then his gaze caught the additional message at the bottom.

'P.S. she's quite the affectionate drunk, so keep yourself safe~ ꨄ'

As if on cue, she sighed and wrapped both her arms around the younger boy's neck, bringing him into a too-close-for-comfort hug.

"Senkuuu, you're so cool," Bella gushed, burying her face into his neck. "I mean—you're totally a huge nerd and it's super funny. But like, you're also just so cool."

With another small gasp—sounding as if she was Columbus discovering America—the smaller girl pulled back. Not fully though, as she put her hands on his shoulders to keep them nearly nose to nose.

"And cute!"

He was understanding, but that made him scrunch up his face more than the hug did.

"Oh, but um, Rocket Man…" She lowered her voice into a loud whisper now, cupping her lips with one hand. "When you open your mouth it makes you a liiittle scary to some people because you have like—no filter."

He blinked, face deadpan while looking at the Texas born star.

"Right, I'm the one with no filter," he sighed softly as he fought off a smile.

Another thing about Senku Ishigami: he was never good at fighting. Not without a weapon of science at his hands.

And seeing as the only thing in arms reach was the girl that'd been living with him for a few days, he rolled his eyes, smirk tugging in the corner as he pulled her to her feet.

"Come on, idiot," he snickered in that evil way he always did. "You're going to be so embarrassed tomorrow."

Senku walked the younger Weinberg sister inside with her arm over his gangly shoulder. But after a second, he realized he wasn't breaking a sweat, making his analytical mind act up when he side-eyed her.

"Jeez Bell, what diet does your manager have you on now? You weigh like two kilograms."

"Okay. So. I'm American, right? And I think I may be drunk, so," she slurred her words right before she tripped in her glittery platforms, tumbling to the ground.

Senku had tried to catch her, but she slipped through his fingers in an instant.

Groaning and laying her head back on the Ishigami's floor, Bella slung an arm over her closed eyes.

"M'too tired to use the metric thingy.. just speak American to me please," she mumbled in a slight whine.

"You mean English?"

"English? I'm not British, Gami..? But I do like their accents—oh! And their TV shows."

Senku's expression once again went deadpan as he stared dumbfounded at the girl who was literally bleeding from a cut on her lip—thanks to the fall—and yet was rattling off her favorite British series.

Doctor Who and Downton Abbey, apparently.

A heavy sigh left the unique-haired boy as he pulled out his phone to research hangover cures in a hurry.

Glancing back to the suddenly snoring starlet, his intuition told him this was just the calm before the storm.

"This is gonna be a long night."

And it was.

Given the fact that she woke up an hour later to puke was bad enough. Thankfully Senku put a bucket by the couch he'd managed to drag her onto. But then, when Bella was slightly more alert, she made him help her remove her smudged makeup.

It had to be done before it 'ruined her skin forever' as she put it, begging for his help. Only threatening Senku with smothering him in affection kicked the unorthodox boy into high gear as he wiped her makeup off.

After that, like the mouse who was given a cookie, she also asked him to get her tooth brush and bring it to her on the couch. She could take an everything shower tomorrow, but that needed to be dealt with ASAP.

He did so, because he's a deceptively decent person, but it wasn't without rolling his eyes and getting onto her. Namely for being irresponsible and not asking what the after-party's drinks were made of before consuming them.

Then finally, with some mildly embarrassing declarations of platonic love for the scientist, she passed out again.

Until now.

It was half past noon and time for a rude awakening.

Senku gently put the dark and lethal-looking drink on the coffee table, followed by picking up the two small saucepans next to the glass.

He smirked and shrugged a shoulder up to make sure his necessary earplugs were firmly in place, when finally—

CLANK! CLANK! CLANK! CLANK!

A sharp gasp came from Bella, who instantly shot awake in shock at the eardrum-slaughtering noises.

The sudden movement caused her to fall from the couch entirely, landing on her face for the second time in twenty-four hours.

"What the—where am—?!" she stopped.

Upon pushing herself onto her knees and recognizing the familiar floor (along with the cackling laughs of a mad scientist) Bell's expression darkened.

Slowly turning her head to the teenager clutching his stomach from the fit of laughter, Bella looked deadly as the boy's beloved hydrofluoric acid.

"Senku Ishigami—I swear on my mother's grave, once I get my hearing back I'll be fixin' to ring your little neck!"

Wiping a tear from his scarlet eyes, the fifteen-year-old in question yanked the insidious mystery drink from the coffee table and shoved it in her face.

"Yeah yeah, you say that, but if you kill me now then who'll drag your sorry self to space in a few years, eh?"

Furrowed brows accompanied a suspicious look on Bella's face.

"Is that poison..? 'Cus it sure-fire looks like poison."

Senku rolled his eyes at her southern toned doubts.

"Yes, I'm going to poison one of the few people who go to science exhibits with me and understand over half of what's going on. That sounds like such a logical and beneficial idea!"

His sarcasm and fake smile were definitely off the charts with that one.

"No, you dumb blonde," he dropped the act, flicking her now normal temperature forehead. "It's a mixture of things that'll ten billion percent eliminate the hangover that I know you have."

Senku then swiped two pills off the table and put them in her hand. He finally rested his hands on his hips, a confidence she'd grown used to radiating from him.

"Pair that drink with four-hundred milligrams of ibuprofen and you'll be sure to send that hangover straight to hell," he assured darkly, making Bella look down at her open palm.

Scoffing lightly, the olivine-eyed girl glanced back up at him through her untamed bangs.

"Y'couldn't have done this without the pans, huh?" Bell chuckled, momentarily ignoring the debilitating pain in her head. "You just had to be somewhat annoying because heaven forbid you—"

"Hi, yeah, that's cool—can you chug the drink already? I mean I know you can, given your state last night," Senku cut in, snickering at his own dig.

Continuing with a pinky in his ear, he sardonically sucked in air through his teeth. "But I'm kindaaa on a time crunch here, gotta be back at school in ten minutes. Not all of us are high-school drop outs, y'know?"

"Hey! I got my G.E.D. thank you very much," the world traveler defended her early leave from formal education.

She's still very studious of course, and Senku knows that. He really likes that about her, and in fact, she was studying medical science the day they met, a little over a year ago.

But that's not going to stop him from taking jabs at her any chance he gets, no way! Where's the fun in that?

Sniffing the greenish-brown liquid, Bella had to hold back a gag as she eyed the expectant Senku.

"Do I even want to know what's in here?"

He thought about her question for a moment, holding his chin in a fake ponderous air.

"Probably not," he concluded with a shrug, before grinning mischievously and joining Bella on the floor. "But I'll tell you anyways!"

Sitting criss-crossed in front of her, Senku leaned forward to the girl who wasn't prepared for a passionate nerd spiel this soon after waking up.

"The drink is a mix of coconut water for electrolytes, spinach for magnesium, ginger for nausea relief, banana for potassium, lemon juice for detox," he rattled off, raising each finger with every new ingredient.

"Then I added honey for energy, apple cider vinegar for digestion, parsley as a diuretic, and yogurt for probiotics. It's basically a scientifically balanced hangover cure!"

He was clearly proud of his creation—disgusting as the drink sounded—so Bella could only give a resigned sigh.

As she looked back down at what might be waste product from a witch's cauldron, the southern belle shivered. "I think you forgot to add the part where you sprinkled in eye of newt, Sen."

"Oh come on, just pretend it's Dom Pérignon—which is what I'm assuming is your new favorite drink, yeah?"

He smirked as she gave him a pointed look that didn't hold any real anger.

"You're never letting me live last night down, are you?"

"You called me cute, dude," he emphasized, laughing while crossing his arms, leaning further forward with a smirk. "So no—not even if Hell froze over."

"I was afraid’a that.."

Sighing melodramatically, the folk-pop sensation took a brave and hesitant sip of it, nearly throwing up (again) after the first two drops of it breached her esophagus.

Luckily for both parties, she kept it down and was able to down the whole glass in one go.

Placing the cup on the table, Bella wiped her mouth with a scrunched up face at the disgusting drink.

"If that doesn't work I'm so sabotaging your next science project."

Senku snorted out a laugh as he rose to his feet. "Trust me, will you? By the time I get home from school you'll be good as new."

As he made his way to the front door, Isabella didn't even need to see his face to tell what expression came over him. No, his next words and tone painted the picture clearly.

"And then, we'll be pulling an all nighter to figure out why one of those petrified swallows have higher brain activity levels than the others."

He turned around after his shoes were put on, flashing one last devious grin to his roommate.

"This'll be exhilarating, you off-brand Rapunzel—get excited!"

The door shut, and a dark blonde eyebrow raised from the nickname, but for only about two seconds.

A short snicker followed, and Bella rolled her pale green eyes.

"Well ain't that rich coming from a vegetable cosplayer," she breathed out, humor lingering in the expelled carbon dioxide.

It was then, after the Scientist left, that the Star decided to scrape herself off the surprisingly comfortable floor.

As Bells pushed herself up, she decided if she'd passed out here in a drunken haze, that her neck wouldn't have been in much pain.

Although— "Son of a one-legged armadillo! What did I do to my knees?!"

They both had one big square bandage over them. 'Oh,' she thought, looking down at the flooring. 'Didn't I fall on my face last night?'

"Asinine carpet burn.." Bell pouted, sitting on the couch and examining her covered kneecaps. It looked like Senku must've doctored them up.

A knowing grin crept onto her lips for a moment, thinking how he may call her less than flattering nicknames, but at least he shows that he still cares by—

"Wait a second," Bella's brows furrowed as she stood up to look in the mirror hanging above the couch.

Two sage irises widened, seeing a small butterfly style bandage on her busted lip from the night prior.

"Huh, he touched my lips while I was passed out?" she thought aloud, staring at the material before chuckling slightly.

"Eh," the teenager shrugged, unbothered as she plopped back on the couch.

'He's Senku, that nerd's probably never been kissed and couldn't be happier about it. He definitely didn't do anything while I was unconscious.'

Bella then evilly chuckled to herself, rolling over onto the sofa for nap part two. 'And if I find out he did do something, I'll show him exactly what we do to smarmy weasels in Texas.'

Oh, and by the way, if there's one thing to know about Isabella Weinberg?

She goes by Bella, and her middle name is Donna.

So, when necessary, she can be just as pretty and all the more poisonous than deadly nightshade itself.

But we'll digress for now; more on Ms. Belladonna later.

12:59 pm • june 3rd 2019 • to be continued

. ☾ 。.・✩・. 𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑫𝑬・✩・゜・☽ .

hello and welcome! my name's logan, nice to meetcha <3

this is my first time writing for dr stone since 2021, and with season 4 in progress, i have to admit the hyper fixation is back and defffinitely stronger than before, so buckle up!

i have sooo much planned, (already evil giggling) i really am exhilarated AND excited

anywho, hopefully this first chapter was fun and this book will be something y'all will enjoy ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

lastly, here is the story's pinterest board and spotify playlist for anyone interested

alrighty that's all i got for everyone today, stay safe, stay street, and i'll catch you later! ☆〜（ゝ。∂）

♪ 2902 words, end of chapter ♪

THIS WAS SO GOOD WAITTT 😭 got me kicking my feet and twirling my hair?! from the opening sequence i was hookeddd 🙂‍↕️ your writing is literally so good AH 🙈 (AND YES YES ON THE PART TWOO!! only if u feel inspired tho ofc 🫶🏻)

Request by @jishthefish23 hear me out, teenage reader who saves fresh out of coma dabi from getting killed in an alley one rainy night, but dude still passes out so she brings him back to her apartment so he can rest and heal up (she has water/healing quirk, katara style? 😋) and he wakes up to her making breakfasts or smth, basically cuteness ensues 🙂‍↕️ she’d probably have to be a runaway that dabbles in something illegal to afford an apartment herself, maybe she’s besties w/ giran who hooks her up with jobs idk, BUT I’M SURE U GET THE IDEA LOL (bonus points if he lights a candle for her with his quirk BYE) okay i yapped sorry fam 😔🙏🏻 no pressure to do this either btw!! just wanted to throw the idea out there 💆🏻‍♀️

Nah u know what’s so awesome about this is that literally yesterday I was thinking of writing an x reader where reader has a quirk like Katara 😭😭😭 thx for the request 🙌🙌🙌

Teen Touya x Water/healing quirk gn! Reader lets goooooooo

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Winter was one thing, winter rain was another, something you were quickly coming to dislike as your clothes got more and more soaked in freezing water. Sure, you could use your quirk to dry your clothes, whipping away the cold moisture within seconds, but then you’d only end up getting soaked all over again. Besides, you were a bit distracted, hands in your pockets as you stopped by a familiar alley, the kind where you usually saw people robbed, or worse. You’d seen the scene a million times before, but this time you shivered at the sight, and the cold creeping over your skin. Because cornered in that alley, shivering and clearly trying not to cry, was a boy not much older than you, with…burns? He was surrounded by three men- Men you’d seen, and scarily enough met before, men you didn’t want to run into twice.

You shivered again, a reminder of your own predicament. You were going to turn around, walk away and turn the other cheek to danger like you usually did, it was safer that way. For you, and for the person being hurt. But his scared eyes made contact with yours, the moment lasting long enough to convince you. You technically had the advantage anyways, water everywhere and all. So, slowly, you stepped into the alleyway, clearing your throat. Slowly, the three criminals turned to look at you, their sneers now pointed to you as the frantic boy looked down at his hands, cursing slightly. Was he having trouble with his quirk? Whatever, you could handle them on your own.

“Leave him alone.”

Simple sentence, not something you’d call ‘fighting words’, but they sure took it that way, immediately attacking you instead with their various quirks. But, as mentioned, you’d run into them before.

Touya, bruised and bleeding, watched as you manipulated the water around you- an incredible quirk, he quickly thought- and within five minutes, took each of them to the ground, making sure they were unconscious, and swiping one’s wallet, before you walked up to him, pulling out your phone and turning on the flashlight as you spoke to him.

“hey, I beat em so you’re safe no- wow they beat the shit outta you.”

Touya covered his eyes, adjusting to the light as he tried to stand, his voice almost as shaky as his freezing body was.

“..they..they came out of nowhere…”

“yeah, those guys are just bullies…do you got a place to-”

Before you could finish the question, he collapsed in front of you, and you barely caught him before he hit his head. Even if he did have a place to stay, he was too hurt to get there tonight, and you’d never forgive yourself if you left him in the cold. So, gently, you tugged him up over your shoulder, and carried him back to your apartment.

Once you got there, you laid him on your couch, carefully checking his injuries. “Poor thing… you got a cracked rib… how hard did those assholes hit you?” You spoke quietly, despite his current unconscious state. You slid off his shirt, folding it and setting it to the side as you opened a water bottle, pouring it out into the palm of your hand, using your quirk to make a little bubble-like shape around your hands as you gently placed them against his bruised and burnt skin.

“looots of work to do…”

You spoke quietly, careful not to wake him as your quirk worked its magic, healing his bruises, his cracked rib- a much more difficult task- as well as his blackened eye, and bloody nose. He was a bit dirty, and it seemed to you like he had been out in the rain all night. So, you wrapped him up in blankets once you were done, taking a long look at him before leaving the room for the night.

While Touya slept like a baby on your couch, you counted the cash in the wallet you’d swiped off of one of the men who’d attacked him. It was actually more than you’d expected, a pleasant surprise. while you did this, you also called your friend Giran, someone who’d actually helped you get this apartment, and the jobs you’d be doing for the next few days. But, till then, you supposed you’d be taking care of the white haired assumed runaway in your living room.

𐬼𐬿♥︎next morning♥︎𐬿𐬼

Touya blinked awake, feeling…comfortable. It was weird, he didn’t realize it’d been so long since he felt comfortable like this, and he didn’t even know where he was. He glanced down at the blankets that covered him, and saw his shirt neatly folded to the side. Was he home? Had dad found him? No, no this looked like a small apartment, nothing like the traditional decor of his home. But it sure felt like a home, especially as the smell of pancakes hit his senses, leading him to sit up and get a better look around, his eyes landing on you in the kitchen. You, who’d saved him the night previous. He was almost sad he wasn’t home, but at the same time he was too grateful, and hungry to care about that at the moment.

“well, good morning sleeping beauty! How’d ya sleep?”

He was taken aback by your cheery smile as your eyes landed on him, and all he could really do was sheepishly nod. What’d you call him?

“you were knocked out cold last night, and, well, I didn’t want to just leave you in the rain, so welcome to my apartment. I’m y/n by the way.”

You knelt by the couch, holding out a hand with that same cheery smile, leaving him even more confused than before. Since he’d woken up, he’d constantly been treated so… crossly, that your cheery compassion was both much appreciated and very confounding. But nonetheless, Touyas hand slid against yours, and he carefully shook it.

”I-uh…I’m Touya… hi…”

He watched as you stood with a smile, walking back towards the kitchen. “Well, Touya, it’s nice to meet you. I made pancakes, if you want some.”

He nodded sheepishly, his hunger getting the best of him. But why was he so nervous? Why were you so…intimidating? No… you were far too sweet to be intimidating to him, but still, he got this weird feeling in his chest every time you even looked in his direction.

He winced as he stood up, his whole body familiarly achy from the incident the night before. “Careful getting up, I healed you but there’s nothing that I can do about soreness…”

Healed him? Was that why his shirt was on the floor? He smiled a bit, glancing over at you. The more you spoke, the more he realized he’d found a friend, and for that he was truly glad for the first time in what felt like forever.

“so do you want maple syrup? Or like, I’ve got whipped cream? Or both, it’s up to you”

you glanced over at him with a smile as he followed you into the kitchen. How absurd was it that you found him adorable? His wide eyed glances, even the way he shuffled into the kitchen after you. You were having trouble keeping yourself from blushing every time he looked over at you. His eyes went a bit wider as you asked him the question, and he glanced down at the stack of pancakes. “Uh… syrup please…”

He too was having a hard time. Why was he acting like this? I mean, sure, he was a guest, and should be polite, his mother taught him well in that respect, but why was he having such a hard time looking you in the eyes?

You helped him make his pancakes, quietly concerned as you glanced at his shaky hands, and back up at his burns. He’d clearly been through some serious damage…maybe he could stay with you a bit longer so you could make sure he was oka-

You didn’t realize till the strong smell hit your nose that you’d burned your own pancakes. You sighed, turning to toss the overly cooked pancake. “Sorry about the smell…here” you shuffled around for a moment, finding a candle. That’d have to do for the moment. “Lemme just find my lighter…”

Touya watched you quietly for a moment your struggle to find said lighter was apparent. He glanced down at his hand. He’d had trouble using his quirk again last night. What if it still didn’t work now? What if it did, and he lost control? He stepped a bit closer to you and the candle, taking a deep breath. Calm your nerves, Touya…

“here!”

you stood up straight, lighter in hand. He was almost disappointed he couldn’t help, but when you tried to light it and it refused to work, his confidence came melting back. He watched your hand, which was wrapped around the candle, stepping a bit closer once more.

“..I can help”

you looked up at him, a confused expression painting your face. But quietly you watched as he held up his hand. He focused on it for a moment, and then with a little spark, he’d successfully lit a tiny flame on the tip of his index finger. His other hand met yours, pulling it and the candle closer as he carefully lit the wick.

You smiled, and he smiled too, proud that he’d managed to use his quirk without burning down your apartment, and also glad you seemed to like his quirk. But quickly, he extinguished the flame with a gentle huff of air, the tip of his finger smoking slightly.

“Ta-daaa!”

He smiled sheepishly and you couldn’t help but giggle. Yeah, maybe you could let him stay a bit longer.

“Nice quirk, Touya! Thanks”

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This was stuck in my head while I wrote it, the vibes are vibing ngl 🙏🙏🙏

Should I do a part two? 😗😗😗

𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི ❅-ˏ❄︎ˋ⋆ 𝘸 𝘦 𝘭 𝘤 𝘰 𝘮 𝘦 𝘪 𝘯 .ᐟ ⋆ˊ❄︎ˎ-❅

❅-ˏ❄︎ˋ⋆ 𝘺 𝘰 𝘶 ' 𝘷 𝘦 𝘨 𝘰 𝘵 𝘮 𝘢 𝘪 𝘭 .ᐟ ⋆ˊ❄︎ˎ-❅ 𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི

❅ hello! ☆〜（ゝ。∂）

❄︎ i’m logan, your average 8teen year old girl who writes about the silly little worlds in her head, and hopes you’ll like some of them :)

❅ dr stone and my hero academia centered blog! but you can find other things i’m down to write for in the ‘request rules’ section :3

❄︎ FEEL FREE TO SEND SFW REQUESTS ^-^

writing masterlist .ᐟ ⋆ . * ❄︎

request rules .ᐟ ⋆ . * ❄︎

about me .ᐟ ⋆ . * ❄︎

my art .ᐟ ⋆ . * ❄︎

𝘪 𝘵 ' 𝘴 𝘤 𝘰 𝘭 𝘥 𝘰 𝘶 𝘵 𝘵 𝘩 𝘦 𝘳 𝘦 ,

𝘴 𝘰 𝘴 𝘵 𝘢 𝘺 𝘢 𝘸 𝘩 𝘪 𝘭 𝘦 .ᐟ

✦ * .·:·. ⋆ ✧ ❄︎ ❅ ❄︎ ✧ ⋆ .·:·. * ✦

alrighty that's all i got for everyone today! stay safe, stay street, and i'll catch you later /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

ℒℴ𝓋ℯ, ℒℴℊ𝒶𝓃 ❦

💌 𝘞 𝘙 𝘐 𝘛 𝘐 𝘕 𝘎 𝘔 𝘈 𝘚 𝘛 𝘌 𝘙 𝘓 𝘐 𝘚 𝘛 💌

🌸 🎀 𝘖 𝘗 𝘌 𝘕 ! 🎟️ 🩷

💌 fic series!

mha — glowing eyes

mha — AMBER ALERT

mha — project: poseidon

(i’ll be posting ^ this one ^ ((on tumblr)) soon hehe)

dr stone — NIGHTSHADE

💌 requests!

— tba (send me some! <3 )

💌 drabbles!

— tba (cooking them up rn pooks <3 )

💌 story sneak peeks!

mha — midnight rain / cowboy like me / clara bow

THAT’S WHAT I’M SAYINNNNN 🗣️🗣️🗣️ i literally have him as my oc’s best friend bc HE’S SO UNDERRATED??? LAUGHING RIGHT IN THE VILLAINS FACES AND LOOKING CRAZIER THAN THE THEM??? HELLO??? iconic. it’s just iconic. more heroes needed to act like neito monoma thank you goodnight.

I feel like Monoma is way too underrated like do yall realize that without him the entire plot against AFO would have fallen apart and instead of panicking and stressing over it he was CACKLING LIKE A MANIAC THE WHOLE WAY AND HAVING THE TIME OF HIS FREAKIN LIFE

maybe this is the hill I’ll die on NEITO WAS GREAT OKAY THERE I SAID IT MAYBE HE WAS ON TO SOMETHIN CALLIN CLASS 1-A OVERRATED (even tho we all know he was just saying it bc he didn’t get in XD)

idk just a thought cos I was watching it with my sister and she was talkin shit the whole time he was on screen 🥲

𝘈 𝘉 𝘖 𝘜 𝘛 𝘔 𝘌 !

❄︎ hi hi hiiii :D

❅ as stated in the navigation, you can call me logan :) i’m eighteen, and here’s some of my lore so far!

❄︎ my fav color is purple, i digitally draw on occasion, i cosplay and go to cons with my right hand man (my dad), and i loooove writing >:3

❅ i’ve been writing stories since 2020, and posting since 2021! but tbh i’m only just recently starting to feel more confident/happy with my writing

❄︎ i’m currently acting as an editor for my brother’s first original story, and it’s been so fun! will definitely be linking it here when he posts it (๑>◡<๑)

❅ i also love writing music/songs, and taught myself to play ukulele and (acoustic + electric) guitar!

❅ sometimes i write and sing songs for my characters which is probs nerdy but idc! it’s actually so fun to be able to make my own soundtrack for them ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

❄︎ some of my big likes include: • vigilantes (mha) • the sonic franchise • concerts • twenty one pilots • karaoke • dutch bros • fall/winter • kamojis and emojis • when people comment on my writing <333

❅ some of my big dislikes: • seafood.. the texture is nauseating to me :( • really hot weather for months on end • negative soul draining people like get that out of my space i’m trying to be happy here? </3

❄︎ final notes! i do have some mental and physical health conditions so if i disappear for a second, i’m probably just goin thru a bad week (；ω；) but writing helps me work through a lot of my issues, so i’ll do my best to snap back asap :3

alrighty that's all i got for everyone today, stay safe, stay street, and i'll catch you later <3

love, logan ❦

☆ UPCOMING STORY SNEAK PEEKS ☆

story 1: midnight rain

midnight: it was a noun to some, simply meaning the middle period of night. but to a little girl, it was her mother's hero name.

gifted a strong quirk hailing from her father's side, and a stronger personality from midnight herself, that little girl grows into the strongest storms you pray to only see in your nightmares.

and yet, like both her parents, she looks like a daydream all the same.

though, it didn’t start out like that; in fact, at the start, nemuri wasn’t sure if she even could raise a child herself.

and she couldn’t.

but with the help of her two well-meaning, slightly idiotic friends, the task seemed just a bit less daunting.

story 2: cowboy like me

a young con artist, the best of her kind, gets a job when a fellow con man introduces her to a villain in need of her deception skills.

the job requirements? infiltrate UA and weasel her way into shoto todoroki—as well as his family's—life.

for a year and a half.

it was a long con, and she was never a fan of those. especially when the chances of being caught by the number two hero were astronomically high.

but when the criminal dropped a stolen and stuffed moneybag at her feet? of course he became her newest employer.

the girl may as well have been walking into a burning lions den. still, she’d obviously bring her A-game and not rest until every last one of them was completely fooled.

forever is the sweetest con, right?

story 3: clara bow

the general public had their doubts about the H.P.S.C. and a small few had the guts to voice it. one day, the words caught flame and began to negatively sway opinions of the organization.

the president knew she had to act quickly to maintain their pristine image of innocence. and what better way to convey that, than with a bright-eyed poster child?

now, she wouldn't use hawks for this; his big hero debut was already scheduled for his eighteenth birthday.

instead, enter project: poseidon.

it all started with the adoption of a five year old who gained her quirk and lost her father—a dear member of the H.P.S.C.—in the same night. what seemed like kindness, was only twisted preservation of the status quo.

but hey, what do you know? the media is a sorry sucker for motherly madam president and her abundant, charitable heart.

the whole country watched the young profitable girl at the woman’s side, raised in the dazzling, blinding spotlight.

and wow.

it's hell on earth to be heavenly.

AND THAT'S THE NEW IDEASSSS !! >:3

yes they're all taylor themed, sorry if you don't like her, but i'll respect those opinions. pls show the same courtesy, otherwiseeee

*cutely blocks you ! ☆〜 (ゝ。∂)*

ANYWAYS LMK IF YOU HAD A FAVORITE ONE THAT YOU WANNA SEE MORE OF !! IT WOULD HELP ME KNOW WHAT TO POST FIRST BC I'M INDECISIVE AS HECKKKK :)))

okie bye hehehe <333