Fushiguro adored that boy - maybe even loved him but it wasn't the right world for them to live in, so it ended. It ended beautifully. ♡ warning: charecter death/ emo smut / angst/ hurt&comfort ♡ ☆COMPLETED☆ ♡ cover art belongs to @/11101AM on twt + insta

i dont own the characters- obv :3 anyway this is my first fic so idk wtf im doing bbg title based on the song by artic monkeys hehehehehehehehehehe sorry i think I'm manic :)

Two years have passed since Yoshiki and 'Hikaru' have moved to Tokyo. They have managed to create a life together in the city, and everything feels like a dream. But like all dreams, they must come to an end. Or the monster's journey to love.

Hikaru's presence had always brought comfort to Yoshiki, they had become each other's sanctuary, and it was supposed to stay that way. So when Hikaru confessed, Yoshiki crushed his feelings right away-but that only made Hikaru grow greedier for his affection. He was willing to go to great lengths just to have him-even if it meant throwing their friendship out the window.

... It wasn't that he was annoyed. Okay, maybe he was a little annoyed, but that was because a certain explosive punk decided to test the flammability of his sheets at 2 in the morning. Every single morning. (In which Bakugou's quirk wakes Kirishima up, and Kirishima gets way too invested in his bro's well-being.) **NOW REVISED AS OF 1/2/2023**

Yuji is hit by a cursed technique that makes him say every thought that comes into his mind. This would be fine, except for the fact that his most prominent thought is how much he wants to make out with his best friend. Megumi is not amused. Gojo and Nobara are having a blast. Yuji just wants to cuddle. --- "Yuji-kun, I'm so glad you're alive," Gojo said, tears streaming down his cheeks. "You're a gift to this world." "You're a terrible teacher," Megumi said, scowling at him. "Fushiguro, why would you say that? Gojo-sensei is awesome and wonderful. He's a great teacher. I want to hug him."