I Cosplayed Eri Again. I Love Her Pre Rescue Look

Marlo

TW: Suicide, christianity, self harm

The next day Adora looks over the guardian requests and she notices one for a trans man. Adora remembers trans being someone who was born as the wrong gender, they face a lot of harassment for finding their true selves. It seems like the paper has been waiting for someone for a while. Without a second thought, Adora grabs the page reading it through.

“Job Wanted Posted XxXx Female Trans Name(s): Macey, Marlo Suffers from body dysphoria, depression, suicidal ideation Upper level”

It’s an upper-level job but no one has taken it. There are plenty of upper-level angels, actually, there are not a lot of lower-level angels as it’s rare for someone to decide to become one and continue pass training. Adora is certain that she will be allowed the job since no other angels have taken it so far.

Walking up to Alice to have the role checked she skimmed it and denied her.

“What?!?” Adora said shocked.

“This job is for upper angels Adora, you can’t handle it,”

“I can I swear. And no one else is taking it! This person needs help.” Adora begs.

“You can’t jump into big projects before you’re ready. It will just lead to failure. If you want I can push her to priority but-” Alice continues dismissively but Adora cuts her off.

“Her? They go by him? Will the other angels even help if they don’t respect his decisions?” Adora scolds her eye glowing fiercely.

Alice looks up from the sheet, seemingly sizing Adora up. “If this mission fails?”

“It won’t fail, I promise,” Adora says.

“But if you do fail, you will take a year off, and have to write a report on why you don’t haggle jobs along with your jobs report,” Alice says writing down her approval.

“Yes ma’am,” Adora says smiling. 

She’s given the job location and sets off. Adora was shocked to find a large home and her target person had long brown hair. He was wearing some pyjama pants and a tank top that flattened his mid-sized chest, a binder. His arms were covered with red scars, self-inflicted she’s sure.

Well, Adora can see the first solution, he has to cut his hair. Why is it so long? Adora looks around the room and sees a pair of scissors lying on the floor. His room is messy too, she could probably help him with that too. Adora has the scissors glint catch Marlo’s eye and he looks over from his crouch on the bed.

Grabbing the scissors he turns it back and forth in his hands. Listening close to outside his room Adora can tell he’s thinking hard. She smiles excited about his transformation but before she can think he begins cutting open the scars on his arm.

“NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” she yells out holding onto his arms.

He feels a slight warmth but nothing else continuing, letting the blood drip down his skin. Adora panics turning Marlo’s attention to the first aid kit underneath his bed. He sighs softly setting the scissors down before cleaning up the cuts. 

“That wasn’t supposed to happen. You were supposed to cut your hair. Your hair!” she screams worried watching him intently.

Marlo lays back down on his bed covering his face. He huffs and pulls off his binder stretching his ribs and arms. “Shitty day, shitty body,” he mutters before lying down and falling asleep.

Asleep? How can he fall asleep at a time like this? He just sliced open his skin and he’s acting like nothing happened? Adora is so confused,  but she decides to look at his past and relationships a bit more while he sleeps.

He has a dad. No mom, she died when he was young and was a church girl. His father is a church person too, high belief in Christianity. Marlo has yet to tell his dad about being trans, his name, or his pronouns but he uses them online. Marlo has a couple of friends online, they’re a bit unstable as well though and not always available. He’s in his final year of high school at least but Adora doesn’t think that will be the end of her mission this time.

How should she approach this case? It’s a lot harder than last time, naturally as it’s for upper-level angels. His haircut was supposed to help him but that didn’t work out. She took a peek inside his closet to see many blouses and dresses. More masculine clothes would help out too but how could he get them? Well either way Marlo was sleeping in filth and needed some serious help cleaning his room.

Angels can’t do much-moving things around, less humans will get suspicious, so she begins little by little. Things that would be hard to notice if you weren’t a master memoriser. Adora also brings in one of his dad’s shirts, lying on the closet floor among many other clothes.

In the morning Marlo gets up groaning and stretching. He looks down at the floor, barely less cluttered than before filling him with dread. Heading to the closet he grabs the first thing, a navy blue dress. Adora watches confused as Marlo changes into the blue dress rather than the shirt on the floor but she has no time to think as Marlo is already leaving the room.

She hurries after him down the stairs and into the kitchen. It was nice and full, big and bright. He grabs a granola bar and his backpack leaving the house in a hurry. Balancing the granola bar in his mouth and the backpack on his shoulder Marlo pulls out a big black hoody pulling it on.

Adora smiles, this hides his figure a lot more than that dress, and it hides his arms. It must be a favourite if it’s in his backpack she guesses. Marlo waits down the street with some other students keeping his head down. They must be waiting for the bus, Adora scans the crowd of students and surrounding houses. The neighbourhood was good, full of nice houses and kids who mind their own business.

The bus arrives and at school, Adora notices that Marlo hasn’t told anyone he’s trans. He meets up with two friends once off the bus, a girl named Lynne and a boy named Olive. They’re twins.

“Macey, how are you? I can’t believe the amount of homework they saddled us with!” Lynne shouts over as he walks to the two.

“I’m fine, I’m just tired, I was up working it all night,” he hums out.

“I know right, I wanna get out and live my life! I’m a senior now I’m supposed to be going out and having fun not staying in all night with homework!” she responds ecstatic to have her friend now. Lynne is a standard pretty, she has long blonde hair she puts up in a high ponytail. She has bright green eyes that beam with her even brighter smile.

“You’re a senior in high school, not college, chill out. You still have plenty of time to have fun and party,” said her fraternal twin Olive. Olive’s hair, though blonde had a dirtier tint to it. His green eyes were bright but kind and not as intimidating.

Lynne rolls her eyes and sits down chatting with Marlo until the first bell rings.  Marlo and Olive head to Science for their first class. Adora watches and listens closely towards the other students when Marlo takes his seat. There are no outward remarks that stand out to her right away.

Later on, after lunch with Lynne and Olive, Marlo goes to PE. He enters the ladies'  locker room and Adora follows. After taking off the hoodie Adora notices snickering behind Marlo. He grits his teeth and finishes changing out as fast as he can.

“Why would she mutilate herself like that? Bless her heart,” one of the girls says from the locker room before Adora allows out Marlo.

“Stupid girls, stupid school, stupid life,” Marlo mutters under his breath starting the laps. He wraps his arms around his chest tightly trying to his the scars somewhat, though it was useless.

The rest of the school day went by with little to say: some snide remarks here and there but nothing like with Theo. Before going inside Marlo takes off his hoody shoving it back into his backpack.

Adora hasn’t given up, she’s certain she’ll be able to find a way to help Marlo. Some of the girls at his school have short hair, like really short hair, She wonders if it’s possible to give Marlo one of those. How to get him a short haircut was the problem though, he can’t cut his hair, and she can’t do it herself without repercussions.

Days pass as Adora follows Marlo around. She tries her best to help him out, lying around magazines with short haircuts. That caused him to get yelled at by his father. Having him reach out to his online friends, helped a bit but Marlo can’t rely on online friends only. Bringing out his binder more, bruised his ribs.

Adora was at her wit’s end trying to figure out what to do. Nearly every night Marlo is self-harming and Adora is struggling to keep him safe. At home, Marlo was often alone or being yelled at by his father. At school, Marlo is being teased by other girls. His school friends provide support too but Marlo has started distancing himself from them no matter how much Adora tries to guide him towards them.

“You okay Macey?” Lynne asks. “You’ve seemed far away lately,”

Marlo winces hearing that name. “Yeah I’m fine, I’ve just been thinking a lot recently,”

“Well, you can tell us anything! We’ll always be your friend,” Lynne responded gently grasping onto Marlo’s hand.

Adora smiles bright hoping Marlo tells them. She emits energy to help the twins feel Maro needs support. 

“If you need help, we’ll be here too. You don’t have to suffer silently.” Oliver adds.

Marlo mulls over his thoughts as Adora encourages him to share. “You’d stay my friend no matter what?”

“Of course, I mean unless you’re a killer or something,” Lynne giggles. 

“Even if it goes against your religion,” Marlo mutters.

“What do you mean? We go to church together! What are you talking about,” Lynne asks.

Marlo fidgets avoiding eye contact. The twins watch glancing at each other for a second. Adora has seen what amazing friends Lynne and Oliver are just throughout these past few days and lays her hand on Marlo’s shoulder for comfort. “I think…no, I know. I know I’m trans. I’m a boy,” he says quickly forming the words.

Lynne and Oliver stared at him for a second before uncomfortably shifting in their seats. “Are you sure, I mean, we’ve all had thoughts like that before. I think you’re just having a test from God.” Oliver says.

“Oh yeah, totally, it’s just a test! You’ll grow out of it soon with enough faith Macey don’t worry. We can do a prayer group together if you want.” Lynne adds smiling brightly.

Marlo stays silent before shaking his head. “Oh thanks, I’ll be fine,” he says before getting up and leaving the table.

Adora is shocked staring at the twins. How could they say it was a test, God does not make tests like these. She quickly follows Marlo going to his next class silently. She tries comforting him but it seems to be pointless.

The rest of the day Marlo can’t stop fidgeting. He’s picking at his hoodie, at his skin, his hair. He’s looking back and forth between people. Adora has a bad feeling but doesn’t know how to stop it. On the way home, Marlo is quick to leave the bus and run inside.

He doesn’t take his hoodie like usual before going to his room. Pulling out his phone he messages his online friends a small ‘i love you’ before tossing his phone down. 

“God please forgive me for I have sinned,” Marlo begins speaking grabbing his scissors.

“No no no! You’ve done good! You’ve done good Marlo” Adora cries out grabbing his hand.

A sigh escaped his lips continuing his prayer, “if this is a test I’m sorry for failing. I’m sorry for sinning, I’m sorry for not believing,” Marlo begins cutting up his arm opening scars and losing blood.

“No! Marlo no, please! Don’t do this!”

Falling to his knees Marlo takes the scissors to his hair. He cuts it shakily right underneath his ear. Blood is smeared and stained on his skin and hair. Marlo smiles into the mirror slicing open his neck, crying, as he waits for his last breath.

“Marlo please,” Adora cries holding onto him, holding him close. “You’re such a nice boy. You don’t deserve this. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry I failed you. I’m sorry,” she sobs and gasps petting his new short hair as it becomes crusty.

Marlo’s spirit stands from his body as he looks down. "Who are you?"

Waited so long for the Dr I was able to make this and I'm still waiting -_- (30 min late now) and not even see by a nurse

CG Kirishima Head Cannons

Loves anything to do with sharks. Finds a shark stuffy? Gets it for his little. Baby shark? Play it all the time? His little made him a shark drawing? Its going on the fridge. And the books, he loves finding more and more shark books for his little.

Calls his little: Baby Shark, pebble, baby, and little one

Likes to be called: Daddy shark, Boulder, and Dada

Pixar for DAYS. Loves putting on Brave or Toy Story

I don't know why but I feel like he would make hot cocoa as a little drink

Loves to read to his little, before bed, after a hard day, date night. Just loves to read

Colouring dates!

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Can you tell I'm slightly obsessed with the idea of CG Kiri? Give me more ideas, these are really fun to make! =)

I keep forgetting to post pictures. I look cool sometimes lmao here's some sad girl drag.

Shigaraki Raises Eri AU

AU: Before the heroes find out about Eri and her situation Shigaraki decides to intervene by kidnapping Eri to raise her in the league.

The leader of the League of Villains walks through the make of the Shie Hissaki base. They enter a conference room and him and Overhaul begin discussing collaboration possibilities.

"And you're making Quirk removal bullets?" he questions.

"Yes," Overhaul responds.

Shigaraki silently nods when the twos' attention is draw towards the small panting at the door.

A small girl is in the door holding her sides as she catches her breathe.

Overhaul raises from his chair glaring at the child for interrupting. "ERI!" he shouts.

She flinches looking up at him. Her red eyes remind the Leagues leader of himself when he was younger. They were wide and filled with fear. As though she believed she was the worst person in the world.

Shigaraki looks at the child examining her. Long silver hair, a large horn sprouting from her forehead, presumably her quirk. She was dressed in a long raggedy white dress and covered in bandages. He wonders what the bandages are covering.

"Why didn't you keep her in her room. You useless man!" Overhaul yells now turning his anger to the assistant in charge of watching the girl who quickly ran in after her. Overhaul removes his glove causing the small girl to flinch running away from the door as he kills the assistant with his quirk.

Shigaraki watches Overhaul silently before realizing the small red eyes watching him. He looks over to the girl watching him inching forward every now and then.

"Eri, what are you doing in here!" Overhaul snaps. She jumps turning to him silently. Eri refuses to answer him.

A couple weeks pass and Shigaraki can't get the fearful red eyes out of his mind.

"Kurogiri, we need to go to Shie Hissaki," He calls out.

"Why do we need to go back there?" Toga calls out pouting.

"Because we need to take that girl. She's in trouble," He explains getting up.

"There's a girl there?" Toga questions.

Shigaraki nods silently, "Dabi and Toga, you're coming with me, Kurogiri just bring us there and back"

"Why are we coming with?" Dabi asks glaring at his leader.

"Because we may need your quirks. Now let's do this quickly," Shigaraki says.

Groaning annoyed Dabi and Toga follow Shigaraki as Kurogiri transports them to Overhaul's headquarters.

"Stay in the shadows as much you can," Shigaraki says as they begin walking.

It didn't take long before they heard quiet sobs behind a door. Shigaraki slowly opens it to see the child crying in her bed shaking.

Hearing the door open Eri looks up gasping scared.

Toga gasps softly smiling, "she's so cute!" she squeals.

"Shhh!" Dabi scolds as Shigaraki slowly walks forward to the girl.

"Calm down, we won't hurt you. We want to get you out of here. Okay?" he says, voice soft to try and ease the girl's mind.

Eri pauses before looking past Shigaraki to his two companions before hearing a shot.

"The league of villains are in Eri's room!" Shouts someone.

"Shit," Shigaraki mumbles before scooping up the small kid and calling Kurogiri in to get them.

As Kurogiri appears Shigaraki and Toga goes through. Dabi lights up the doorway to Eri's room before following the two through.

Eri shakes gasping softly as she's gently set down on the LOV's floor. "W-where am I?" she questions.

"We're going to take care of you now so that you don't get hurt," Shigaraki responds grabbing a bag of essentials in case the Shie Hissaki goes to their base.

A week later Eri is calming down again and more comfortable around all of the League. Especially Shigaraki.

Shigaraki does his best to make Eri both happy and healing. After moving to a new hideout Shigaraki gently takes of Eri's bandages. The villains surrounding watching Eri get her bandages taken off gasp softly.

"What did he do to you?" Shigaraki says darkly. Seeing so many scars on this little girl fills him with rage.

"You poor girl," Dabi mutters looking down at her.

Eri tears up staring at the scars and her arms and legs.

"Don't cry, it's not your fault," Shigaraki says softly.

Through the days' everyone from the League of Villians finds ways to bond with Eri, doing their best to give her a better childhood than them.

Spinner plays card games and checkers mostly with Eri.

Dabi does whatever Eri wants. He wants to make sure she is as happy as possible. Usually, they end up playing dress-up and having Tea parties.

Toga always joins them in but she also gives Eri makeovers and draws with her.

Kurogiri is less of a kid person. Eri usually ends up helping him cook.

Twice does his best to play with Eri but he struggles to be around the child as he's scared of either hurting or scaring her.

Mr. Compress and Eri make many plays and musicals to show off to the rest of the league.

Finally, Shigaraki does everything with Eri. He plays dress-up, does her hair, cook and bak with her, even includes her in his plans and let's her help.

Kirishima Period Pain Comfort

Idk about you but I feel like I've been being stabbed and torn apart the past couple of days sooooo I want Kiri. Can you tell who my comfort character is

CW: Period, pain, AFAB reader

Y/n whimpers to themselves curled into a ball in their bed. Kirishima walks in sighing with some chamomile tea. He hates watching his love in so much pain.

"Hey Pebble, I brought some tea," he hums sitting beside them.

Y/n looks up slightly and sits up wincing.

"Have you taken medicine?" He asks.

They simply nod silently. So much pain makes y/n feel both tired and a bit depressive. "I lost my heating pad," y/n whines.

"Oh no, I'll go look for it okay? You sip your tea and rest." He says getting up quickly. Kirishima kisses his partner's forehead before looking for the heating pad.

Y/n curls up slightly more taking a sip of their tea.

Kirishima comes back chuckling, "The heating pad was hiding under your desk," he hums plugging it in.

"Thank you for finding it, Kiriiiiii" Y/n says softly.

"Of course Pebble," He says turning on the heating pad before pulling his partner onto his lap. Kirishima pets y/n as they finally feel a bit more comfortable.

I'm doing goretober with makeup in my Insta and cosplay tt. I'll post them here every five days so not to spam <3

CG Kirishima x Y/n

Synopsis: Y/n ends up breaking down crying while trying to study because of built up stress. Fortunately for them, their partner Kirishima got home right in time to help them calm down and regress.

CW (?): SFW Age regression, mild break down, gender neutral reader

Y/n was sitting at their desk crying and double breathing. They were trying to study and take notes for the upcoming History final. All the dates and people and events were jumbling up in their mind.

"Pebble, I'm home." Y/n's partner, Kirishima, calls out to the home.

Due to the sobbing Y/n didn't hear their partner enter the house.

Walking to their bedroom Kirishima sees his partner crying and shaking over their computer.

"Pebble, what's wrong! Why are you crying!" he exclaims running over.

Y/n jumps in shock. Wiping their eyes y/n tries their best to give a reassuring smile. "I'm just really stressed Ei".

"It's okay. I know you've got a lot on your plate. I think you should take a break Baby Shark. How about we do that? Okay?" Kirishima says softly.

He makes sure the notes are saved before shutting y/n's computer and gently carries his partner to the bed.

"But the finals are so soon. I need to make sure I'm prepared," They argue.

"I know, but you're going to burn yourself out even more if you continue studying. Come on Baby Shark, let's calm down and relax a little. I can go make us some hot cocoa while you pick out a movie okay?" Kirishima convinces.

Slowly they nod. Kirishima kisses y/n's forehead grabbing the pacifier on the bedside table placing it gently in the littles' mouth.

Calming down y/n looks through the many animated movies they have while Kirishima makes them hot cocoa and snacks.

Y/n and Kirishima cuddle the rest of the night binging animated movies. Before falling asleep Kirishima makes sure to take y/n's pacifier out of their mouth and decided to read "The crayons' book of feelings" reminding the little one that it's okay to have feelings and take breaks to feel better.

Kirishima Birthday Date

CW: Gender-neutral reader, Reader's birthday, "Pebble" & other nicknames

A/n: happy birthday to me for another 10 minutes. Enjoy this short fic

The music plays loudly through the kitchen speaker as Kirishima grabs the ingredients for the cupcakes out of the cabinet. His beautiful partner dances along humming grabbing some eggs from the fridge and placing them in a small bowl so they can get up to room temperature.

"Pebble, this is going to be the best birthday ever! I'll make sure of it!" Kirishima beams.

"You said that last year too," the birthday partner hums.

"And I delivered didn't I?" he hums.

"Of course, you always do," they respond Eskimo kissing him.

Kirishima and y/n begin whisking the dry ingredients together and then adding the wet.

"It looks so good already!" Y/n beams.

"you always have had a magic touch when it comes to baking," their boyfriend comments swiping his finger into the batter licking it off. "Tastes great,"

"Hey!" Y/n giggles batting his hand away again, "that has raw egg and flour dorkus. You could get sick,"

"Could," Kiri hums.

Rolling their eyes y/n fills up the cupcake tins placing them in the oven.

"Hey Google, set a timer for 18 minutes," Kirishima calls out. The timer sets and the two clean up.

"Hey, baby~" Kirishima calls out.

"Yes, my love," y/n giggles back.

"I love you. Happy birthday to you~, happy birthday to you," he begins singing.

Y/n laughs gently at him kissing the sturdy hero. "So silly"

The cupcakes finish cooling and being frosted. Y/n and Kirishima grab one each eating them at the dining table.

"Did you have a good birthday?" Kirishima questions.

"Best one yet, all thanks to you my big strong love," y/n responds happily eating the cupcake.