BNHA oneshots

Wishes (Shigaraki Tomura)

At first, he thought he was just tired. Seeing an angel on the water? Yea, he wasn't stupid. 

And then he saw her again.

She was gorgeous. Her skin was a bit lighter than tan, and she was wearing a long dress that hung off her shoulders. It stopped at her knees in the front, yet the back trialed feet behind her. She walked in the water, no on the water. She must have been a few feet out, knee deep atleast. Yet she glided above it, her small feet reached forward. She was literally standing on the water, but she wasn't the slightest wet. 

He never saw her face. Yet around her head was a band of light. Her dress was white, and it glowed. The band matched one that she wore around her upper arm. She wore three more on the bottom of the opposite lower leg. Her sleeves were weird. They didn't connect to the dress. The top of her dress seemed like a tube top, dipping slightly to slow her cleavage. Her sleeves started just below the band on her arm. It hit the elbows and then flared out, stopping at the wrist. 

Her hair was brown, reaching just below the dip in her dress. It had beach waves, and the tips seemed blonde. They looked perfect, but then again, she looked perfect. 

The third time he saw her, she seemed to be sitting on the water, knees tucked to the side. She was wearing the same outfit and facing the beach. 

Yet her face was down, looking at the water. The moon seemed to shine brighter every time she was out. She didn't go out every night. This was the third time within two months. he checked every night before he went to bed. 

The fourth time he saw her, she was dancing on the water. He was entranced. She had graceful movements, like a ballerina. She would dip low and then bring herself so far over her back she was almost in a backbend. She twirled, taking a few steps ahead. She repeated the same thing, a repetition dance. 

He got a little to close, and made noise. She whipped her head around, and spotted him. She quickly turned around and in a fluid motion picked up her dress and ran further into the ocean. He tried to follow, getting waist deep but she was faster. Every step of his she seemed to launch herself ten. And with each step, she sunk a little further into the ocean.  He only got shoulder deep before she was gone. He huffed, before walking back to the bar. 

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"Why are you so wet?" Kurogiri asked. 

"Fell into the ocean." He mumbled out, ignoring Dabi and Toga's loud laughter as he hunkered down in his room.

She did not come back for three weeks, and it almost killed him. Most nights, he sat at the water front, sighing and watching the moon fade. 

Exactly on the dot of week three, she slowly emerged from the water. He, sitting at the bank, froze. She seemed to freeze to. When he didn't move, she fully emerged, still standing far enough away from him to where he had to swim to get to her. 

But, god, her face. She was naturally beautiful. She had full lips, drawn into a pout almost. She had a button nose, but it was her eyes that attracted him the most. Pure white. There was no pupil, just the white. They seemed to glow sharply. Her head tilted at him, but she seemed to deem him safe as she approached him. 

"Hello." Her voice was angelic, and he almost ran away. It sounded like honey, loud as a rushing waterfall. 

"Um...Hi?" He squeaked back, confused at the whole ordeal. She giggled, which sounded like a thousand birds chirping a sweet tune. 

"What's your name?" Her booming voice echoed the beach. There was a slight shockwave of it, that he ignored. 

"Shigaraki. Shigaraki Tomura." He replied, regaining a bit of sense. With both of them closer, he finally noticed that she was taller than him. Like, majorly taller. She must have been eight feet tall, her breasts were the size of his head. It made him blush at the thought.