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Hello, everyone, and welcome back to Spinaraki Week!  We’re very much looking forward to celebrating the anniversary of My Villain Academia with the pairing that arc did so much to advance.  Of course, let’s not discount the most recent developments, either—between the canon confirmation that they bonded over games, Spinner cradling Shigaraki in his arms, and Mr. Compress telling us out loud what we all already knew, it’s been an exciting time to be a Spinaraki fan!

So to old followers and new, please join us in one month’s time to celebrate this best of Canon Gamers relationships with art, fic, and whatever else you’re inspired to produce!

Spinaraki Week Level 2 Day 1: Chase

Give Myself To You

When Spinner had the idea to visit his hometown and show off his old hideaways to Tomura, he thought it would be romantic. He could turn these sad places where he went to cry into secluded havens where he could spend some quality alone time with the love of his life, and do something he's wanted to do since their third date. He was not expecting a neon orange pickup truck to interrupt the date by hurtling towards them at high speed.

In which Spinner's old bullies want to run him over with their truck, Tomura wants to beat the shit out of them for daring to try, and Spinner just wants to pop the question.

~~~~~

This was not how this date was supposed go. Spinner just wanted to show his boyfriend around his hometown, give him a tour of all the isolated spots he would hide away in before he eventually shut himself up inside the Iguchi house. It was gonna be a nice romantic getaway, where the places he associated with some of his worst memories could be re-contextualized as he turned them into secluded little havens where he could woo his boyfriend –and eventually propose to him– in peace.

There they were, sitting together at the edge of the forest that semi-surrounded the town, watching the sun start to set over the hilly meadow that lay below them. Tomura was fully relaxed for once, leaning heavily on his boyfriend as he reminisced about the utter disaster that was the one time they tried to go clubbing, while Spinner was mustering up his courage and fidgeting with the rings in his jacket’s pocket. Just as he turned to face Tomura and was about to start the speech he had been revising in his mind since –admittedly– their third date, he saw the unmistakable neon orange pickup truck that belonged to Spinner’s worst nightmares, Nōtarin, Iyaga, and Rase, speeding in the background. And the truck was gunning straight for them!

“Oh no.”

“Hm, what do you mean ‘oh no’?” asked Tomura, who also uttered an “oh no” once Spinner pointed towards the truck that was now only a hundred meters away. With reflexes that were still etched into his bones after years of dealing with the trio, Spinner clutched his boyfriend close and launched the both of them down the hill in a barrel roll, barely missing the thick tires of the truck as it blew past them.

“What the hell was that shit?” yelled Tomura, as Spinner shot up, grabbed his hand, and lead them towards one of the few trees that dotted the meadow.

“Those are the assholes I told you about, the ones who always went after me. One of them must’ve seen me and recognized me, and now they’re picking back up from where we last left off!”

“You last left off with them trying to turn you into roadkill?!”

As they ducked into the hollow, a chorus of brash voices with heavy country accents boomed across the meadow.

“Shuichi, you purse designer’s wet dream! Why don’t you let us mount your lizard head to the wall like the hunting trophy you are!”

“Nōtarin, I saw someone with him, hey gecko geek, do you mind if we mount your friend too?”

“Damn Iyaga, keep it in your pants. Though to be fair, compared to talon-hands you’d probably be a better fit!”

At this point Tomura was already struggling against Spinner to march out of the hollow and wreak vengeance. “C’mon Spinner, I’ll mount their heads on our base’s wall!”

“Would you just gimme a sec to cool down a bit?!” Tomura relented and stopped squirming, letting Spinner hold him as he tried to stop trembling.

“Ugh, I swear, they always know how to get under my skin. And I really thought I’d be over them by now.”

Tomura turned to face Spinner and squeezed him back, taking his boyfriend’s scaly beak and pressing it into his scarred neck. “You’ll be alright. You’re just a little stuck, I’m right here if you need a push you know.”

Spinner sighed as he nuzzled the curve of Tomura’s shoulder. “I know I’m not the pinnacle of dating material but damn, people can have different tastes.”

Tomura snorted, “Oh please, as if those hillbilly bitches know anything about ‘good taste’. If your loyalty and empathy for empty husks like me aren’t enough to prove ‘em wrong, then you having the muscles to be able to wield a giant ‘fuck you’ sword should’ve done the job. The fact they can’t see any of that just shows that their IQ scores are all in the negatives.”

Looking up and seeing Tomura’s self-assured smile, the smile graced his face whenever he was so sure that he was right, knowing that he truly believed that his boyfriend was really all that, melted Spinner’s heart into a puddle of goo.

“Marry me.”

Maybe melted it a little too much.

“Huh?”

Realizing what just came out of his mouth, Spinner blushed violently and tried to start some damage control. “Uh shoot I mean um-”

“Hey Nōtarin, let’s ram into that tree! I think I hear them over there!”

Hearing that brought Spinner back to his senses, and he dragged Tomura out of the hollow, Nōtarin swerving just enough to only nick one of the headlights off the truck before resuming the chase.

“Son of a bitch, I had it all planned out and I messed it up!”

“Had what planned out?” asked Tomura, still in a whirl from what he was pretty sure he heard Spinner blurt just seconds ago.

“You know what, it’s fine, I’ll just do it on the fly. Follow me!”

They booked it across the meadow, Spinner weaving them around the hidden hills and valleys camouflaged beneath the waist-high grass. The truck kept slowly gaining on them, but the constant bangs and thumps of the truck bouncing against the uneven ground and the arguing between the driver and his passengers betrayed how little the tormentors knew about the terrain.

“Dammit, stay still you lizard-fuck!”

“Nah, let him keep running. Makes the chase more exciting!”

“Maybe if you’d gotten your driver’s license, you’d actually be able to hit him Nōtarin!”

“Fuck off Rase!”

Jumping over a particularly thick mud puddle, Spinner finally began the speech that had been previously interrupted.

“I’m sure you already know that I fell for you pretty fast-”

“Understatement of the year, but I’m not one to talk.”

The neon orange paint was splattered with mud, with the new coat of brown getting bigger as the wheels spun, sluggishly making its way through the puddle.

Spinner laughed breathlessly as he continued, “-yeah, and I don’t think I’ll ever be able put how much the love you gave me in return means to me into words. I couldn’t do it even if the ocean was made of ink and the earth was paper, it just wouldn’t be enough.”

“Shuichi…”

“And, well, since I can’t use words, I thought I’d show my devotion with some kind of gift, but I don’t really have much to give you except myself. Still, I’ll give that to you for the rest of my life if you want it.”

By this point they had stopped just a few feet in front of a moss-covered boulder, one that blended in with the green grass and was in the direct pathway of the truck that continued driving towards them at top speed.

Ignoring the oncoming truck, Spinner took Tomura’s other hand into his own, and softly asked, “Tomura, will you marry me?”

The truck hit the rock, skyrocketing up and over the couple. The screams of the driver and his passengers fell on deaf ears as Tomura gazed into bright, cherry-petal eyes and answered the proposal:

“You’re more than enough for me, you’re more than I could ever dream of asking for. Of course I’ll marry you.”

Not even a moment after he accepted, a loud crash echoed across the meadow as the truck collided with the ground, flipping over as it did so. The bullies were quick to exit the wreck and make their way towards the still lovestruck duo to attack them. It was a farce from the start, the newly established fiancés barely paying them any attention as they began to brawl.

“Look at you all smiley and shit,” said Tomura as he kicked Rase across the field.

“Why wouldn’t I be all smiles? I’m gonna get to marry to the love of my life! You should see your face right now, looks like your smile’s gonna split your face in two with how big it is!” exclaimed Spinner, dodging Nōtarin’s sluggish punches with ease.

“Touché, fiancé. I bet you’ve already got a plan for everything that comes next, you gooey romantic.”

“Well, I was thinking we could have a small ceremony, just us and the league. Nothing too fancy, we’d just do the vows, ring exchange, ‘I do’s’, and sealing it with a kiss, all within fifteen minutes tops. That way we can splurge on the reception, the best music-” Nōtarin screamed as his arm was sliced by Spinner’s hunting knife.

“-the most delicious food and drinks-” Nōtarin gurgled as the knife ran through his neck.

“-and a cake so big that’ll make everyone sick. We’d just have to grab someone to officiate the thing and make it official.”

“We can get Giran to do it, he’s got just enough connections that he could make it happen.” Iyaga howled as his chest caved in.

“And for the honeymoon, I was thinking about taking a joyride on the coastline. We could stock up the van and make stops at all the beaches, and maybe get rid of a few heroes along the way if we’re up for it.”

“That sounds good to me, I’m certainly looking forward to having some fun alone time to ourselves!” Tomura cried happily, as Rase joined Iyaga in the pile of dust that lay at his feet.

~

By the time they came down from the high of the fight, the sun was dipping below the tree line, Tomura and Spinner sprawled out next to each other on the bloodstained earth.

“Ah shit,” said Tomura, “I just realized that there goes my future date idea of murdering your hometown bullies.”

Spinner chuckled at his fiancé’s annoyed tone, “That’s okay, we only murdered a couple of them. Next time we can take down the town leaders who encouraged everything, make a day out of it.”

“Hmm, alright, but I’m planning it. It’s only fair.”

Satisfied, Spinner let out a sigh before suddenly sitting up. “Oh right, I gotcha these,” he said as he pulled the rings out of his pocket.

“It’s just a pair of those plastic rings from the arcade we went to a while back, but I figure we’re not gonna wear these for too long because they’re just engagement rings. We can rob a jewelry store together to pick out the wedding rings.”

“Sounds perfect,” said Tomura, as they each took turns slipping the rings onto each other’s fingers. Taking a second to let the presence of a ring on his finger sink in, Tomura smiled and said, “I don’t think I’ve ever been more grateful that Re-Destro only snapped off my first three fingers.”

“Well, that’s one way to say you’re happy to be engaged,” Spinner joked.

“Hm. Then I’ll say it more romantically, just for you.” This time, it was Tomura who took Spinner’s hands into his own as he spoke his piece:

“Shuichi, you are one thing in this world that I could never hate, and the only person I will ever promise myself to. I’ll do whatever it takes to give you the life you want to live. I love you, and I’ll continue to love you until the stars grow cold, and even after that.”

If that speech hadn’t already swept Spinner off his feet, then the deep kiss Tomura initiated sent his heart skyward with how much it fluttered. When they both came down to earth, they went about flipping the thoroughly beat-up truck right side up, and as the last rays of sunlight disappeared beneath the horizon, the newly engaged couple drove off into the ink and lavender sky.

Spinaraki Week Level 2 Day 2: Canon Divergence

Now That You’re Alive and Kicking

When the heroes are closing in, and Shigaraki still won’t wake up, and there is no time left to think of a way to bring him back to consciousness, Spinner doesn’t think. He acts. A sequel to To Soothe This Aching Body.

~~~~~

When Spinner fantasized about his reunion with Shigaraki, after he was finally separated from his boss’s floating body and kicked out of the tank so Dr. Ujiko could begin the final stages of the surgery, he liked to imagine that he’d be there to help his boss out of the vat of stabilizing goo, that he’d be the first person to feel Shigaraki’s heartbeat return, and the first one his boss saw when he woke up from his death-like state. What was happening now was not what Spinner had in mind. Sure, he was once again holding Shigaraki close, just as he did when he last left him, but the threats of strangulation and sucker punches were incredibly unwelcome additions, especially because Shigaraki was showing no signs of waking up.

So much was happening and there was barely any time to do anything, even with the extra seconds that Mr. Compress was gracious enough to buy them. Lemillion was still dealing with the magician’s decision to hurl his bloody body at him and be as much of a nuisance as possible, but that distraction wasn’t going to last long. At this point, Spinner had finished quickly combing through his memories for anything that could help wake Shigaraki up from his unconscious state, but had only come up with one idea.

He remembered how his boss had linked his overwhelming feelings of rage to those cold hands he frequently attached to himself. Could it be possible for Shigaraki to use that rage as a means to overcome his own unconsciousness? Maybe it was, for Spinner had definitely seen him achieve the impossible with determination and spite alone on multiple occasions.

With that, Spinner rummaged through his boss’s pockets, pulled out the remaining hand, and began to gently angle Shigaraki’s head for the incoming hand. But just as he was about to place it onto the scarred face he was cradling, Spinner paused.

What if it… didn’t work? After all, didn’t Shigaraki also say that the hands on his body made him feel all kinds of sick to his stomach? He’d already been through so much during this fight alone, going up against almost every top hero, his serious injuries were proof of that! What if instead of powering Shigaraki up, he instead ended up feeling too awful to move? Spinner didn’t want that! And what if, what if…

What if Shigaraki just needed to feel an overpowering emotion in general to wake up? Did it have to be negative? How would Spinner even get a positive emotional response from him? What would he have to do? What could he do?

Lemillion had pushed Mr. Compress off of him. There was no time left, not even to enough to think. So, Spinner didn’t think, he let his impulsivity take over and dictate his next -and maybe final- move.

He dropped the hand, pulled Tomura’s face close… and kissed him.

Three things shortly followed. First, it immediately surprised Lemillion, who was most certainly not expecting to encounter anything remotely romantic on the battlefield, from villains even less so. Naturally, seeing the kiss threw him off somewhat, causing him to miss the punch he had tried to throw at them.

Secondly, Spinner’s actions proved to work perfectly, as the first thing Tomura became aware of as he woke up was the sensation of scaled lips pressed desperately to his own, and the first emotion he felt that had catapulted him into consciousness was overwhelming bliss.

Lastly, the kiss -and the love that Spinner had poured into it- triggered one of Tomura’s new quirks to activate, in an attempt to protect this moment from any outside interference. Within seconds, a forcefield rapidly expanded out from Tomura to cover the entire length of Gigantomachia and a bit beyond, hurling the heroes caught in its path far across the wreckage while keeping his allies safe and sound.

It took some time before Spinner and Tomura broke the kiss. How could they break the moment quickly when it was the best they had felt in a long time? Once it was over however, Spinner swiftly began to panic once again.

“Are you okay?!” Spinner questioned, moving his hands to support Tomura’s body as he started to sit up.

“Yes,” Tomura answered breathlessly, “Why wouldn’t I be when you’re here? But, are you alright?” He reached out, gently brushing his fingers against the necklace of dark bruising around Spinner’s strong neck.

“I’m fine, I’ve never felt better,” Spinner soothed, planting a kiss to his beloved’s temple, just as he did when he last saw him. And as Tomura knocked their foreheads together affectionately, Spinner went on, “Now that you’re alive and kicking.”

Spinaraki Week Level 2 Day 3: Folklore

The Dragon and the Beauty, or The Fall of Kakuri

A prophecy tells of the romance between a horrible dragon and a beautiful being, and how it will eventually cause the destruction of the isolated town of Kakuri. In their desperation to prevent it from coming true, the townspeople secure their own downfall.

~~~~~

When the dragon with wild, garnet eyes falls in love with the beauty whose eyes are full of cherry blossoms, this town shall collapse to the ground and lie forgotten in the dust.

It was a prophecy that came from a wandering fortune teller, who just so happened to being traveling through Kakuri on the day commemorating the first anniversary of the isolated town’s establishment. Built on top of what was once a meadow, and hidden within the center of a swampy forest, the town was isolated yet protected from much of the outside world. To hear that this natural protection was threatened struck fear into the superstitious inhabitants, and they proceeded to keep their eyes open for the dragon that would bring about ruin.

Many decades passed before the Iguchi family, who lived at the edge of Kakuri, welcomed their youngest son into the world. But the welcome was not a warm one, for the child was born with the appearance of a gecko, with scales of iridescent green and fingers that clung to everything he touched if he so willed it. This horrified the townspeople, who quickly took it upon themselves to torment the supposed dragon boy with the hopes of eventually driving him out of Kakuri. Unfortunately, their harassment only caused him to leave the Iguchi home less and less, until he completely shut himself up inside the house, only going out under the cover of darkness to hide his appearance.

Twenty-one years after the supposed dragon’s birth, a stranger arrived in the isolated settlement. The townspeople were not used to newcomers, and no one could really tell what business he had there, but that did not stop them from becoming captivated by the stranger’s ethereal appearance. His loose-fitting clothes could not hide that his body was lean yet clearly toned. His milky pale complexion was rivaled by his long, white locks that the sun’s rays playfully bounced off of, making it look like his hair was aglow with heaven’s light. He strolled along the streets with confident posturing, his long coat streaming behind him as he set a slightly brisk pace. Yes, he truly was a sight to behold.

Sadly, while a beauty mark was prominently displayed below the right of his lips, his hair hid the rest of his face, including his eyes. While the people of Kakuri certainly theorized about what he fully looked like, no one was brave enough to approach the ethereal stranger to get a closer look, some for fear of embarrassing themselves in his presence, others hesitant to walk next to someone who seemed to have the aura of a deity, an aura of someone who was of a class higher than human. So, the townspeople were content to dream about the possible shape of the ethereal stranger’s face, the gentle curve of his smile, and the soft color of his eyes.

One day, just after sunset, a group of young men noticed the ethereal stranger approaching the Iguchi house, which had long since abandoned by the whole family except the supposed dragon. They were inclined to pay the stranger no mind, until they saw him enter the house and close the door behind him. News of the incident spread through Kakuri within a few short hours, the rumors building to a crescendo as the townspeople collectively agreed that the beautiful stranger had been kidnapped by the dragon and was being tortured into submission. By the early morning, the people of Kakuri all gathered in the darkness and made their way to the house on the edge of town to confront the dragon and force him to give up the beauty. As if they knew of the unexpected guests, the beauty and the dragon were already standing outside the doorway, waiting for everyone to arrive.

The townspeople were just a moment from pouncing onto the dragon to finally slay him once and for all, then the sun started to peak over the horizon. The first light of dawn fell upon the scaled man’s face, his hair brushed back for the first time since he was young, and it was in that light where his eyes could finally be truly seen by the townspeople. They were softly lit with the morning glow, and were as pretty pink as the cherry blossoms that danced in the spring air.

As they realized the true nature of the supposed dragon’s eyes, the townspeople’s sights quickly shifted downwards, to where the ethereal stranger was now crouched protectively in front of him. The stranger’s hand was placed firmly on the earth, his fingers flexed, and his eyes -his finally visible eyes- were alight with a wild gleam, and shown like garnets in the early morning light!

The maw of the dragon opened wide in a smile that split his face in two, and the beauty stood by his dragon’s side as the morning sun refracted daylight off of his iridescent scales, and off the cloud of dust slowly rising into the air.

~

It’s said that the old Iguchi house remains standing to this day, surrounded by the meadow that regrew from the destruction of Kakuri. However, one must take heed not to go anywhere near the place where the town once stood, as everyone who has entered the encircling swamp since that day has never returned alive.

Spinaraki Week Level 2 Day 4: Epistolary

Let’s Stick Together, We Won’t Fall Apart

When fallapart42 and stickyfingers8 meet during an online game by chance, neither of them thought that they’d become each other’s most trusted friend within the span of a few short months. To be fair, they also didn’t think they’d be running away together either.

~~~~~

03/15/XX

fallapart42: how’d you do that trick shot earlier?

stickyfingers8: what?

fallapart42: you know, the one where you took out those five guys with headshots while parachuting down from the cliff

stickyfingers8: oh

stickyfingers8: i don’t know

fallapart42: so you did that based on sheer luck?

stickyfingers8: um

fallapart42: youre so freakin cool!

stickyfingers8: I am?

fallapart42: ye, very

fallapart42: Hey whats your name

stickyfingers8: …

stickyfingers8: You can call me Spinner

fallapart42: ok, i’m Tomura

fallapart42: you wanna play another round tomorrow?

stickyfingers8: yeah, i’d like that a lot!

~ 

03/28/XX

fallapart42: where u from

stickyfingers8: nowhere

fallapart42:

stickyfingers8: Hey!

fallapart42: i live with my sensei in Kamino Ward

stickyfingers8: your what?

fallapart42: oh trust me he’s great, he saved me from the streets when no one else cared

fallapart42: i owe him a lot

stickyfingers8: huh, that’s nice

stickyfingers8: i wasn’t lying, i am from the middle of nowhere

stickyfingers8: i’m from a mountain town, so i’ve never seen the city before

fallapart42: you should totally take a trip sometime, it’s cool

fallapart42: always something to see

fallapart42: and it’s a great place to go on walks

stickyfingers8: and maybe i’ll run into you

stickyfingers8: uh

stickyfingers8: did I say something wrong?

fallapart42:

stickyfingers8: wait really? you really want me to visit?

fallapart42: Hell Yeah! then i get to meet my best friend in person!

stickyfingers8: im your best friend?

fallapart42: ye of course you are

fallapart42: we like a lot of the same stuff, and youre fun to talk to, and I think we get each other really well, and i trust you a whole lot

fallapart42: (even more than sensei but don’t tell him that)

stickyfingers8: “get each other” or “get along with each other”

fallapart42: yes

stickyfingers8: i’ve never been someones best friend before

stickyfingers8: I won’t let you down, I’ll be the best best friend you ever had.

fallapart42: spinner you’re the only best friend i’ve ever had either

fallapart42: you already win by default

fallapart42: and I already know youre the best anyway

stickyfingers8: …wow

fallapart42: so what game do you wanna play next?

stickyfingers8: how about the horror game we tried last week

stickyfingers8: but this time with the mod that turns all the enemies into the monsters from Super Sentai

fallapart42: absolutely lets go

~

04/04/XX

fallapart42: spinner youre not gonna believe it

fallapart42: i got a new headphone and microphone set for my birthday today

stickyfingers8: tht nce

fallapart42: wtf

stickyfingers8: fngrs hrt so ls typ

stickyfingers8: t fin

fallapart42: your fingers hurt? what happened?

fallapart42: did they get caught in something?

fallapart42: spinner you didn’t go hard on a game without me did ya?

stickyfingers8: No

stickyfingers8: shdnt hv dn that ow

fallapart42: well what happened then?

stickyfingers8: rmmbr bllys I tld u bout

fallapart42: ye

stickyfingers8: …

stickyfingers8: beat me up, trd 2 pull fngrs off b/c they weird, lot bruise, hrd 2 mov m

fallapart42: THEY WHAT

stickyfingers8: least ddnt pnch face

fallapart42: How Dare!

fallapart42: what a bunch of cactus-dildos, what could they possibly bully you about your fingers for?

stickyfingers8: quirk

fallapart42: your quirk is sticky fingers? didnt realize your gamer-tag was so literal

stickyfingers8: no

stickyfingers8: gecko

stickyfingers8: gecko face

stickyfingers8: gecko scales

stickyfingers8: gecko fingers

fallapart42: oh, a heteromorphic quirk huh?

stickyfingers8: ugly

fallapart42: they think that?

stickyfingers8: it tru tho

fallapart42: hm

fallapart42: see, id agree with u and them on what youre saying

fallapart42: but then we’d all be wrong and fuck that

stickyfingers8: but

fallapart42: nope wrong

fallapart42: cant hear you over how wrong you are lalalalalala

stickyfingers8: dude

stickyfingers8: ow

fallapart42: no now your gonna stop and listen

fallapart42: theyre stupid

fallapart42: very stupid if they think that having scales isn’t cool

fallapart42: I bet theyre the kind of scales that go all rainbowy when the light hits em right

fallapart42: also you can probably climb buildings with your bare hands

fallapart42: how is that not a plus?

fallapart42: you can just exit any situation by climbing a wall

fallapart42: escape master supreme

fallapart42: besides, im sure you look just as cool as i think you are

fallapart42: which is VERY COOL for the record

fallapart42: in conclusion, youre not ugly

stickyfingers8: :) thnk

stickyfingers8: sry we cnt play tdy tho

fallapart42: well if you can’t use the controller then do you wanna use the voice chat and talk?

stickyfingers8: u ok w/ jst talk?

fallapart42: of course that’s fine

fallapart42: i’ll get to hear you for the first time

fallapart42: and with increased quality from the new headset

fallapart42: talking with you will be my best present yet!

stickyfingers8: ye gim sec

Call lasted for 5 hours

~

04/30/XX

fallapart42 is online

stickyfingers8: oh thank god i thought you were dead

stickyfingers8: its been four days what happened

stickyfingers8: did that errand you did for your sensei really take this long

stickyfingers8: tomura r u alright?

fallapart42: its sensei

stickyfingers8: ?

fallapart42: he wanted me to do a thing and i didnt

fallapart42: he wanted me to

fallapart42: um

fallapart42: he said he had to punish me for not

fallapart42: he put me in

fallapart42: he

fallapart42: he didn’t let me out until

stickyfingers8: Did he hurt you?

fallapart42: no he just

fallapart42: he

stickyfingers8: Did he make you feel bad?

fallapart42: kinda

stickyfingers8: Tomura, did he hurt you?

fallapart42: …

fallapart42: yeah

fallapart42: he

fallapart42: he hurt me

fallapart42: he hurt me

fallapart42: he promised he’d never hurt me and HE DID

stickyfingers8: oh Tomura

fallapart42: I HATE HIM

stickyfingers8: im here, im right here and i hear you

fallapart42: I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM

fallapart42: HES A FUCKING LIAR AND I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE SHIT WHEN HES AROUND

stickyfingers8: he’s an asshole, and he doesn’t deserve to have someone as amazing as you around

fallapart42: spinner…

stickyfingers8: yeah? you alright?

fallapart42: i dont think im safe here anymore

stickyfingers8: you don’t

fallapart42: no

fallapart42: this is my first time making him mad, whatll happen next time i fail?

stickyfingers8: dude you gotta gtfo there, you gotta run

fallapart42: but i dont know where to go

fallapart42: i dont have anywhere to go and I dont wanna end up on the streets again

fallapart42: i dont wanna be all alone again

stickyfingers8: You won’t be alone, I’m coming with you

fallapart42: … you are?

stickyfingers8: I don’t wanna be where I am either

stickyfingers8: its not just the bullies, the whole town is hounding me and my family cant really do anything to make em stop

stickyfingers8: its starting to escalate and i dont wanna find what theyll do next

stickyfingers8: so yeah, we’re both leaving

stickyfingers8: we’ll make a plan, meet up somewhere, and then we’ll figure out what comes next

stickyfingers8: and im really scared too but

stickyfingers8: if its with you i think im gonna be okay

stickyfingers8: I trust you

fallapart42: …

fallapart42: we got this

fallapart42: they won’t know what hit em and we’ll be gone without a trace

stickyfingers8: That’s the Tomura I know!

fallapart42: send me your location on googol maps im gonna start looking for a middle ground to set as our rendezvous

fallapart42: and gimme your number too so we can chat once we abandon our PCs

stickyfingers8: i can start grabbing all the spare bills and change i can get my hands on, we’re gonna need a head start on savings

fallapart42: so youre gonna develop some

fallapart42: sticky fingers?

stickyfingers8:

stickyfingers8: why are you like this

fallapart42: because you’ve been spoiling me lol

stickyfingers8: we wont be spoiled for long once we’re out

fallapart42: I’d rather live on the streets with the person I trust most, than get spoiled rotten by the asshole who’s running whichever layer of hell I’m currently in

stickyfingers8: with the shit you say during combat, im gonna go with circle 7

fallapart42: ha

 ~

 06/19/XX

Spinner🦎: Why did you choose a bridge?

Spinner🦎: There’s so many bridges

Spinner🦎: I keep checking under each one along the canal trying to find your dumbass!

Tomura✋: Calm down you’re fine, just wait until you get near the actual street

Tomura✋: Then you can start panicking if you can’t find me

Spinner🦎: You’re not helping!

Tomura✋: Spinner breathe, it’s all gonna be good

Tomura✋: We’ve already made it this far, even past the hard shit of actually getting out of our respective homes

Tomura✋: It’s all smooth sailing from here, relax

Spinner🦎: I’m trying but my adrenaline from the escape is adding onto the excitement of finally seeing you, so my heart’s kinda going crazy here

Tomura✋: Does it help to know I’m feeling the same way?

Spinner🦎: A little, yeah

Spinner🦎: Hey Tomura, you’re wearing a pair of red high-tops right?

Tomura✋: Yeah

Tomura✋: How’d you know?

Spinner🦎: Turn around

Spinaraki Week Level 2 Day 5: Strays + Rain

Sunshower Fortress

It’s been a few months since they ran away, and with the threats of being captured wearing off, Spinner and Tomura are ready to find a more permanent base of operations... after this storm clears up of course. A continuation of Day 4: Let’s Stick Together, We Won’t Fall Apart.

~~~~~

It only took about five minutes, from the start of the thundering down pour that had come right the fuck out of nowhere to finding the bridge and diving underneath it, but by then their backpacks and the belongings inside had been soaked. Spinner set about remedying that by setting the trash inside of the well-placed garbage can on fire with the last of his matches, while Tomura spread the bags and their contents around the jury-rigged heat source. Once those tasks were completed, they huddled close to the fire to feed off the warmth emanating from it, and from each other.

This wasn’t so bad. Sure, they weren’t living the most stable lifestyle. They couldn’t really hold down any jobs as they were constantly on the run, since they couldn’t risk getting caught by any cops who recognized Spinner as a missing person or by the goons Tomura’s sensei had at his disposal. Even if they hadn’t actually seen those threats yet, they didn’t want to chance it. And yeah, they occasionally had to “dine and dash” or go dumpster diving to keep their bellies full when the money they saved up got tight.

But they got by. Tomura may have been joking back then but Spinner really was an “escape master supreme”. The ability to traverse nearly any surface paired up with a quirk that made things disappear created a partnership where they could “get in and get out” of most any situation without a trace of evidence left behind. And it was worth it! They were two crazy teenage runaways on the move, touring the cities and seeing the sights, and always having each other’s backs.

Of course, deep down they both knew they couldn’t keep this up forever. Today had been a sunny August day, but the nice weather wasn’t going to stay that way for much longer. So, their mission for the day had been to investigate the area around the city they were currently hiding in, and scout out a secure shelter to settle into for the foreseeable future before the weather went to shit. Case in point, they were in the middle of arguing whether the cheap apartment or the empty larger-than-average dumpster was the better option when the sky abruptly opened up and dumped a good hundred gallons on them, forcing them to abandon the squabble and find cover.

Still, it was moments like this, nestled together and comfortably snug in the light of the fire and in each other’s arms, where everything felt right. Right in a way neither of them had ever felt in the life they had before they met.

About an hour later, their stuff was mostly dry and the sun started to come out once more, but the rain, while it had slowed down somewhat, carried on. The violent storm had transitioned neatly into a mellow sunshower. With a care he only showed to Spinner, Tomura untangled himself from him and jogged out to get a better look at the phenomenon, kicking at the grass to scatter the heavy drops of water that still clung on to them.

Spinner watched as Tomura catapulted himself into the nearest puddle, a big grin on the wild-eyed boy and a small sentimental smile on his own, and as the shallow water sprung to life around his friend, time slowed down to a crawl. It slowed down so Spinner could see the starry dewdrops that had gathered on Tomura’s pale eyelashes and how they framed his bejeweled and boyish eyes, which shone brightly from the reflection of the sun’s rays breaking through the storm clouds, and from his own unrestrained glee. In an instant, Spinner knew the reason why everything felt right with Tomura at his side, the reason that had unknowingly yet deeply rooted itself since they first met online all those months ago.

Time picked its pace back up once again, but Spinner felt like he was still in a trance as he stood up and walked out into the sunlight and rain. Tomura didn’t notice that his friend had come out from under the bridge to join him until he was nearly right in front of him.

“Hey, you alright?” he asked Spinner, who was still staring at him with wide rosy eyes and his mouth slightly hanging open in awe, as if he was seeing Tomura for the first time. Without a word Spinner slowly shuffled as close as he could and, placing his hands firmly onto the slightly taller boy’s shoulders for balance, raised himself up on his tiptoes to place a soft kiss on Tomura’s right cheek, catching the dark mole that contrasted with his otherwise pale skin.

Spinner stayed there for a moment or two, letting his lips linger before pulling back just as slowly as he came in. Once his face came back into view, Tomura felt like he couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. He could not do anything and would not do anything, not until he cataloged all the ways in which the sunlight scattered in the drizzle and flickered its colors onto Spinner’s face, took notice of how the soft reds and bright blues were refracted and enhanced as they bounced off his iridescent scales. And just like Spinner, Tomura instantly realized what made it feel so right to belong together. Cupping the cheeks that blushed petal pink, Tomura watched as Spinner’s similarly shaded eyes fluttered shut before leaning in and letting his own cherry red eyes close as well.

Their first kiss tasted like a raindrop. So did the next one, and the next, and the next, even long after the shower was over.

~

When the sky gave way from stormy afternoon to clear and quiet dusk, Spinner and Tomura found an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. It was spacious, wasn’t well lit, and there were piles of random boxes on the floor and chains hanging from the high ceiling, but it wasn’t so bad. Bring in some blankets and hammocks, throw a couple pillow here and there, figure out how to rewire some of the electrics without getting severely electrocuted, and this place would do just fine. Together they’d get by. Together they’d make this newly dubbed “Sunshower Fortress” a home.

Spinaraki Week Level 2 Day 6: Free Day

Stuck On You

Spinner wants to show his beloved boyfriend some good old fashioned love and affection. Unfortunately, his quirk decides to get in the way at the worst possible time.

~~~~~

Tomura Shigaraki was gorgeous, both inside and out, and the fact that Spinner seemed to be the only one to see that both thrilled him and frustrated him. Thrilled him because that meant he got to keep his boyfriend all to himself and no one was going to try to take him away. Frustrated him because come on, Tomura was an absolute catch and undoubtedly deserved to have crowds of people fawning over how perfect he was.

Take right now for example. It was the first time in a while that they got to have a break, and Spinner was trying to catch up on the new GTA game that he hadn’t been able to buy when everything went to hell. Tomura had been sitting flush against him on the couch, taking the time to mentally relax from the everything in his head, when Spinner had offhandedly mentioned that he’d probably need to pause the game to grab something to drink soon, and Tomura –thoughtful, compassionate, gorgeous Tomura– casually said that he’d go get something for him so he could keep playing.

It was during times like this where Spinner would be able to see the parallels in his relationship with those of the few couples he had seen in his town growing up, having never had any romantic experiences himself to compare anything to. In this particular moment, he saw a sentimental gesture often expressed by his mom to his dad. It went like this: Every time his dad was heavily invested in the show he was watching after a long day’s work, his mom would wordlessly grab a drink for him to sip on as he relaxed. Of course, that was only her half of the routine, because every time she turned to go back to taking care of the house, his dad would reach out and slap her butt –a love tap as he’d called it– with a cheeky grin, always eliciting a tiny snicker from his wife.

Spinner was well known to be the more impulsive one of the two. Hell, his impulsive act to blurt out a confession in the middle of a battle was what kickstarted their relationship in the first place. So, when he recognized the kind act Tomura was doing for him, he instantly wanted to show his appreciation and love for this wonderful man who made him happy every single day. And well, he already knew of at least one way to go about doing that. Without a second thought, Spinner reached out and gave his boyfriend a love tap.

Now, Spinner didn’t use his quirk that often, mainly because it wasn’t really useful except for certain situations. However, his quirk did have the tendency to unconsciously activate when his emotions ran high, and especially when he was feeling a little possessive. He could still remember the exasperated look on his mom’s face when she couldn’t get him to let go of whichever cool toy had caught his fancy at the store each week. Even with this knowledge, he wasn’t really ready for what happened next.

The moment his hand made contact with his boyfriend’s butt, he got stuck.

Spinner had all of two seconds to realize that his quirk had activated, and that Tomura was still walking with his hand firmly attached. All he could think as he started to be pulled off the couch by his own arm was ‘Well, shit’. And with that, Spinner was unceremoniously dragged off the couch and tumbled onto the floor, promptly taking Tomura down with him as he let out an undignified “oof”.

It took a moment for Spinner to come out of his dazed state, but once he did, he immediately started babbling apologies and half-baked explanations. “Oh shit! Oh fuck! I’m sorry! I can explain! It was an accident! My quirk just–”

“Whoa, whoa, calm down I’m fine!” Tomura assured his boyfriend, as he twisted around to reach out and hold Spinner’s beak shut. While the scaled man was forced to focus on his breathing, Tomura moved from lying on the floor to kneeling in front of his clearly embarrassed boyfriend.

“Now,” he asked as he let go of Spinner’s mouth, “What exactly happened that landed us here?”

Spinner covered his face with his hands and sighed, “You’re gonna think I’m a dumbass. I got all caught up in my feelings and I did something stupid because of them!”

Tomura gave him a skeptical look. “Spinner, how many times have I broken up with you because you did something stupid?”

“Um, zero?”

“That’s right, zero. Besides, you know there’s been plenty of times that both of us have done stupid shit ‘in the name of love’. Remember when I found Stain, shoved him into a box, gift wrapped it, and gave him to you as a birthday present?”

Spinner burst out laughing at the memory. The look of confusion on Stain’s face at the time was hilarious, though it couldn’t compare to how priceless it was to see the smug grin Tomura wore as he presented the gift. “I still can’t believe you willingly did that for me! I know how much you hate even hearing his name,” Spinner chuckled, “Okay, I’ll tell ya, just don’t laugh when I’m done. I don’t think I can get anymore mortified without having heart palpitations.”

So, Spinner spent the next few minutes laying out his thought process, from Tomura’s gesture, to how much it meant to him, to wanting to show his appreciation, and finally to the action itself. When he was done, the first thing out of Tomura’s mouth was, “Well, that explains why your hand is still attached to my ass.”

Spinner glanced down and, yep, his hand was still glued to his boyfriend’s butt, and he somehow didn’t notice it even when Tomura was maneuvering himself. “Oops,” said Spinner, “Hold on I can–”

“Nah, don’t bother. Freaking out about it is probably just gonna make your quirk grip harder from the stress.” Tomura said, clearly trying and somewhat failing to stop himself from snickering.

“Tomura!” Spinner whined, “I told you not to laugh yet!”

At this, Tomura couldn’t hold it in and started giggling, having just enough restraint to keep himself from laughing outright to spare Spinner’s feelings. “Sorry, I can’t help it! You just– you were trying to be all cute and affectionate and– oh my god! You’re so– you’re fucking adorable when you’re flustered!”

Hearing that only made Spinner flush up even more, but he couldn’t stop himself from smiling tenderly at the beautiful sounds floating from his boyfriend’s chapped lips. After getting a hold of himself, Tomura calmed down and softly smiled as he brushed his long, delicate fingers up and down Spinner’s scaly, muscled arm. “You can call yourself a dumbass all you want, but you’d still be my dumbass. I love you.”

 Tomura Shigaraki was gorgeous, both inside and out, and the fact that Spinner seemed to be the only one to see that both thrilled him and frustrated him. But right now, the thrill far outweighed the frustration, because that meant Spinner got to keep his boyfriend, this wonderful man who made him happy every single day, all to himself.

Especially because that meant he could do what he was doing right now, which was peppering a barrage of kisses onto every available surface of Tomura’s beautiful face, now free of all self-restraint to laugh as loudly as he pleased while he basked in his boyfriend’s expression of adoration.

The television had been displaying the “Wasted” screen for a while already, but Spinner wouldn’t be picking up the controller again any time soon.