MYSTIC ☀ open, gifts

[arcy]

It's with a strange sort of reluctance that Izuku finally decides on what to do for his clanmates. He's just -- look. They were most of all he had anymore. He hadn't a thing to his name, and he was just ... a burden, maybe. He wasn't a particularly good Tenderfoot in his own opinion, being a clumsy learner, with only lots of previous research to back him up this far. And he got into fights sometimes, though he's not sure anybody really realizes that. Except for the occasion where he tore open his eyes, but he couldn't be entirely blamed for that one. He hadn't started that one, basically. But here Izuku was anyways, and he felt ... more or less more accepted than he was used to. He'd just -- he's not sure. He thought it was like ... a one-time thing. UA, his old group. Here. He'd always figured that this would be it, just that and then Izuku would be torn down all over again, pushed into the dirt. And he kind of had, in almost all cases. Look, it'd -- only been two months here, but Izuku almost felt like it'd been longer. Was that a long time for a clan member, come to think of it? Not terribly long, but still long enough. Look, either way -- Izuku didn't want to let it all go to waste. Just -- the little shows of kindness, or the little things that showed that they valued Izuku at all. It was still just -- strange to him, see. Sure, he wasn't terribly, terribly close to anybody in the clan, but they tolerated his presence at all, and that meant something. He couldn't just make a ton of friends overnight, especially when Izuku doesn't go out of his way to interact with anybody.
In any case ... Izuku had spent a few days before now putting together some stuff. It'd been a mess. Izuku had actually passed out into his little nest of blankets(he just liked blankets, okay??), covered in ink and sticky notes. But!! He'd gotten stuff together!! He wasn't quite sure who'd show up, though, so he's kind of worried some of it will go to waste. Oh well -- he can just hunt down some of his clanmates and give it to them if it means that much to him.
"Um -- guys!" Izuku chirps, hesitantly raising his voice. He's just perched up a rock, with many little boxes on the ground next to him. His ears flatten just the slightest, nervous, but he grins nonetheless. It's fairly clear how much time and care Izuku had put into the boxes, and by extension whatever he'd put into them. Not only because of the box's decorations, but also just in the bright, hopeful way Izuku holds himself. "I've -- um, I've got gifts for everybody, if you wanna come over here," The maine coon folds in on himself a little, actually having to say it out loud. What if they didn't like it? After a long moment, though, he straightens up, though his tail is tightly curled around his paws.
//ok w this im onto posting the 200 posts thread lol
ok i scrapped this originally but we're back at it again. and i have No ideas as to what gifts izuku is gonna give so im ready to dIE!!!

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