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Wandering Cloud 🧡💚🧡 ( ‾́ ◡ ‾́ )
@pocketrabi.bsky.social
28 | She/they | 🇮🇹 | artist, sometimes I write | MHA and KH are killing me | DGM in my ❤️ | Do NOT repost my works, pls
Hi, Elly 🥺
Thank you 🥺
March 29, 2025 at 12:06 PM
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March 29, 2025 at 12:06 PM
☁️🧡💚mha✏️📝 art is up
January 27, 2025 at 12:42 PM
Sorry, I'm quite busy and can't look after him.
Don't give him too many sweets and be kind 🥺
January 27, 2025 at 12:41 PM
And this one was clearly handmade. By Katsuki.

Hanta choked behind them.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
Usually filled with material that could absorb someone's scent and hold it for months, scented pillows were used by everyone these days as comfort items, or to help babies sleep alone at night, but Tsuyu knew exactly what they were made first for.
They were The perfect courting gift.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
Securely held in the arms of a now-sleeping Izuku was a scented pillow. Or, rather, what looked like a plushie.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
Momo put her hand to her mouth. "Katsuki's been having trouble with his arm since yesterday," she said.
Shouto's eyes sparkled. He nodded. "And that's why Recovery Girl yelled at Katsuki the other day," he added.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
A pillow, small and flat, in the shape of a grenade. It wasn't perfect, and the stitching was a little rough in some places, but it looked cute and soft.
"Oh," she could only say when a spicy scent invaded her nose. Cinnamon, with a sweet undertone.
She knew that scent.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
She heard the rustling of blankets, and Izuku almost fell out of the nest on his face.

"Be careful," she softly chided, but he was too focused on reaching for the small thing to listen.

A sad whine, then a content purr as Izuku hugged his treasure, close to his chest.
Momo and Shouto moved closer.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
Izuku blinked slowly and scrunched his nose, his brain trying to process everything.
Tsuyu let him, and out of the corner of her eye she noticed Shouto, Hanta, Tenya, and Momo staring at them from the table, papers scattered all around them.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
Izuku let out a sleepy 'mmmrp?', and the girl smiled.

“I’m sorry,” she apologized, and pointed to the floor. “You dropped something.”
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
For when she had reached out to gently adjust the blanket on the other, something had rolled out of the boy’s arms, stopping her.

Something her instincts were telling her not to touch.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
She felt sorry about waking the other up, Izuku had carried away the rubble from the mall that morning and he was visibly exhausted, but she had to.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
"Izuku?" Tsuyu whispered, nudging gently the boy' shoulder.
The Omega was sleeping inside the pack nest in the common room, with a blissful expression on his face.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
Then, something happened a week later.

Or, rather, something popped up.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
Plus, Izuku and Katsuki were childhood friends - as the first loved to say now and there -, grown up with both families, so it made sense that they had visited both together.

And All Might, of course.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
They were just kids, all of them, even if they had looked big and unstoppable during the War.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
Maybe they just missed their family. It was only logical, after what had happened a few months ago - all the pain, anger, guilt, and despair. Everything was still fresh, and heavy on their tired shoulders -.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
It was strange.
The pack thought they were on their first date, the class was so sure about it, but maybe it was too soon for their friends.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM
Only after a few days did they find out that the two had lunch with Izuku's mother, and then an early dinner with Katsuki's parents.
And after that, on Monday, they had lunch with All Might in the latter's office.
December 27, 2024 at 9:03 AM