shitty tomura x trans masc def self harming reader **read desc**

chapter five

If you wanted me to describe how the nest few days went after that strange interaction with Shigaraki was, i wouldnt be able to pinpoint it. It wasnt bad but also not good. It was just more like a strange dream i had. The events played out in my head like a vague and weird movie i saw.

But if i really had to give out a rundown, it would be this: Kurogiri managed to coax me out of my room, promising me more medical supplies for my destroyed arms. I then had to introduce myself to the rest of the league, which i think my brain intentionally made that memory fuzzy. Either that or at the time i was doing that i was kinda lightheaded. Could have been both honestly.

"Y-yea- Just call me [y/n] and i guess ill be here for a bit so like..get used to me?" I tried saying as clearly as possible. The rush of adrenaline to my head was making my vision slightly blurry, so i couldnt read everyones facial expressions. 

One thing though was that blonde hair girl and this man in a black and grey suit, both coming up to me and shaking my hands. They were a bit over excited about my official joining of the league, but im going to have to trust Shigaraki that they wont hurt me. Especially uhh- Toga right here. 

On the other hand, Twice i think his name was? Pretty sure i can trust him despite his polar ways. He kinda got to me when he complimented my hair, which i didnt expect at all due to it looking probably its worst since i came here. 

Toga though, im a little suspicious about but since she acknowledges my joining i dont think i have to worry about her slitting my throat in the middle of the night. Of course though she also had to compliment me, but it was my bandages she complimented. Cant say for sure how uncomfortable it was but i got some validation juice from my brain so- yay?

Everyone else just told me what to call them, nothing much though that Spinner guy could maybe be a friend who knows. Dabi just seems straight up scary, and Moon fish..we dont talk about Moon fish. Magneto, shes kinda become my ride or die.

I guess Shigaraki told everyone im trans which was a bit annoying, but at least i dont have to say anything else on that. Either way it seems like the league doesnt mind, and in fact supports it. When i realized that the literal league of villains accepts me better than that shitty school i was sent to. Said school was also supposedly founded by a pro hero, one that a lot of people support and follow in their mentality. 

When i thought about this longer, the more i realized maybe it was a really good thing that i ended up here. I actually feel valid and supported here. 

I was explaining all of that to Magneto, who was stitching up my arms. I really liked her, we bonded over both having previously having gender issues, and being supported by the underground groups. 

"Well, you seemed to have recovered a good amount, tell you what. Once you feel like your ready, you can tag along to one of our missions. Your quirk seems like itll be useful for sure." She suggested. I looked down at my knees again but nodded, theres no doubt about it that i had violent urges to get back at the people who hurt me. I still need to research more about this leagues mentality, more importantly of Stain too.

"Hey, when you joined, how long did it take for you..be able to let go, and hurt like- regular civilians?" I asked, not sure how else to word it. She paused and thought about it a little bit. 

"Well, it didnt take that long in all honesty. Once i realized i would be able to do this with nearly no consequences with the help of the league it didnt take long for me to go berserk"

"..So i guess i can trust in you guys that i wont have to worry much about getting caught by other villains, right?"

she nodded happily, finishing up the last of the stitches. It was nice to think ill have people backing me up while i try to figure out how to loosen these chains. I thanked her and went back into my bleak room, flopping on to my bed and wincing slightly as my quirk wore off. 

"So..what exactly is wrong with these heros?" I asked myself. It was a little difficult to find the answer myself but i soon got myself a good list to get angry about. I had to dig through my bag to find a notebook i kept and wrote all of them down, remembering what i could when i heard about the stain situation. 

I looked back down at my bandaged up arms again, some memories rushing back to me. Maybe this could be another shitty mechanism to add to the list. I needed to heal up a bit more before i would go out into the field and cause some chaos. But for now i think i got how im going to deal with myself cut out for me.