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[agentark88]

Think: Chapter Ninety-Five: The Dead Speak

My Hero Academia Fan Fiction by Agent ARK 88

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fan fiction using characters and settings from My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia created by Kohei Horikoshi. I do not claim any ownership of characters present in this piece that are owned and created by Kohei Horikoshi. I do not own My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia.

Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

Warnings: This work contains mild language, blood, mentions of death, and violence.

Please be aware this piece is in second person perspective, following my original character, Think, Anna Kokoro, who is a transfer student from America.

Chapter Ninety-Five: The Dead Speak

You charged forward, fear numbing your damaged quirk. You shot out your mind to grab Katsuki as he fell from the air, but Shoto grabbed him first with Endeavor in his other hand.

Deku launched another attack toward Shigaraki, breaking through the ensuing dark energy quirk to get to him. Shigaraki grabbed Midoriya by the face. Deep red energy pulsed and entangled over Deku’s head. You fell to your knees, watching in horror as it appeared that Shigaraki was actually going to do it. He was going to take Deku’s quirk. And, all you could do was look on.

Seconds, seconds went by as you struggled to hold on to your senses, battled to keep your head together along with your emotions. All you could do was watch, watch as Deku fought alone against an unstoppable force. Your quirk. If only you could use your quirk, and it was stable enough for you to do something, anything.

A bright light burst out from Deku and Shigaraki, blinding you. You shielded your face with your arm. The radiance faded. Your quirk clicked into place again suddenly, as if your desperate calls had been heard.

“I’ve got him!” you called out.

Deku fell back from Shigaraki. You grabbed him with your mind, helping him safely to the ground. Shoto landed with Bakugo and Endeavor only feet from you.

You choked on a noise, wanting desperately to run to Katsuki. Blood dripped from his parted mouth. His chest heaved with exertion just to breathe. At the same time, you fretted over Deku. A broken mess beside you.

“Kacchan… Is he…?” Deku managed, having trouble breathing himself.

“He’s alive,” you said, biting back a sob.

“We’ll patch you up. Don’t move,” Shoto said toward Midoriya.

The earth shook. Shoto and you snapped your heads back to see Shigaraki supporting his limp body with those large black tendrils that he’d used to stab Katsuki with. Yellow energy crashed into Shigaraki as Nejire arrived on the scene, and, once again, Shigaraki was knocked down. Iida slid in between you and the fallen villain.

“A giant is crashing through the city as we speak. He’s on his way here,” Iida warned.

“Please, get the injured to safety,” Shoto said.

“Shigaraki wants my quirk. I can’t be taken away. He would just follow me,” Deku murmured. “Get Kacchan and Endeavor out of here, Iida. Please,” Midoriya begged, clutching his abdomen.

Your gaze trailed back to Shigaraki, getting back up again while supported by even more black tendrils flowing out of his spine. Gigantomachia crashed through the remaining buildings beside you, heading straight for Shigaraki. Shoto and Nejire attacked Shigaraki while they still had the chance, while it seemed as if Shigaraki wasn’t healing as fast. Through a torrent of fire and yellow energy waves, it appeared as if the two heroes may actually make some progress. Gigantomachia didn’t hesitate to break through the two of them to get to his, “Master!” which he continued to repeat, even when Shigaraki was in his open hand.

Shoto was sent flying with a single swipe of the giant’s hand. Your chest tightened, and tears burned at your eyes as you watched him bounce across the ground. Iida had a hold of Bakugo, trying to carry him out. You were still knelt down in front of Midoriya, trying your best to patch him up with the little medical supplies that you carried in your belt. Relief washed through you as you watched Shoto get back up. Gigantomachia had frozen in place now that he had Shigaraki in hand.

Your hands shook as you tended to a severely wounded Izuku Midoriya. You could barely press bandages to his skin. Then, a gloved hand met yours.

“Let me help. Anna, let me patch him up,” Kobura’s voice came out shakily. “Give me what you can.”

Shinso dropped down next to you, clenching his fist in worry. “What is going on here? Why haven’t they called in more heroes for support?” He took out his own supplies, handing it over to Kobura and pushing more space between the two of you.

“The comms are shot,” you explained, your voice wavering. You glanced between Doku and Hitoshi. “You’re trusting him?”

“No, I’m allowing him to help,” Shinso said harshly. “There’s a difference. Besides, he won’t be able to stab me in the back as long as I’m behind him.”

Kobura exhaled sharply, rolling his eyes. Kobura examined Midoriya, making quick work with what little the two of you had to close up some of his injuries and support others.

“Mr. Aizawa. I saw him,” Shinso said under his breath. He winced. “I should have been here to protect my teacher. Someone should have been here to protect him.”

Your stomach turned. He’d cut off his leg without hesitation. “They tried,” you said back. “We tried,” you corrected.

“The kid is beat to shit. That’s the best I can do without better supplies. I’d use my quirk on him to close his wounds, but my guess is he doesn’t have the same resistances you do.” Kobura tilted his head to the side. His stare moved back to Gigantomachia, and his eyes widened. Kobura reached back for you instinctually. His gaze jumped from Gigantomachia back to Shoto and Endeavor. “That burnt asshole is going to do it now?”

“What’s the matter?” you asked. Your gaze followed his, and you spotted Dabi walking to the edge of Gigantomachia’s back with his grin widening.

“We have to go now,” Kobura said. “Shit is about to hit the fan.”

You pulled your arm free from Kobura’s grasp. “I’m not leaving my friends behind. That hasn’t changed.”

Kobura gave you an exasperated look, his green eyes pleading for you to come with him. “Listen. Remember when I told you that I know everything about The League of Villains?” Kobura pointed toward Dabi, who was now holding some kind of bottle above his head. “Spoiler alert. That asshole is Enji Todoroki’s dead son, a.k.a. Endeavor’s dead son, a.k.a. a really bad thing is about to happen, and he’s about to burn everything and everyone down with him for his own selfish sadistic vengeance-motivated reasons.”

“My name is Toya Todoroki!” Dabi announced, laughing and smiling. He poured the bottle out onto his hair, revealing white hair instead of black. His body swayed, and he clapped. “I mean, you should call me by my real name since you and mom gave it to me.”

“Shoto’s dead brother?” you asked breathlessly. “How can that be…” You watched on in horror, as “Dabi” continued to explain his story, rambling on and on about his ultimate plan to ruin his father, Endeavor, for what he’d done to him and his family. You knew what Shoto had gone through as a child. You’d experienced the abuse as he relived it in that hallway ages ago. You knew how cruel Endeavor could be, but you didn’t know about this. You didn’t know about Dabi. You didn’t know the years and years that it went on for.

Kobura tugged on your arm. “He’s going to turn this place into his own burn barrel. Please. We need to go.”

Shinso shook himself out of shock, finally forcing Kobura’s hand off of you. “She said she’s not leaving.”

Kobura narrowed his eyes at Shinso, but he didn’t move to grab you again. “You have no idea what this psychopath his capable of. Trust me. I’ve slept in the room next to this serial killer, and he has no qualms going totally nuclear. He’s been building this secret since the day he was presumed dead. He’s not going to hold back. Plus, he’s not a huge fan of me or Anna. If he spots us, he will kill us.”

Dabi became louder and more theatric as he continued on with his speech. “When is it enough for you heroes? I can’t wait for the world to see who you really are, who all the Pro Heroes really are. It’s being broadcast on national television as we speak, the paternity test and the murders. Everyone will know about you, and everyone will know about what Hawks did too.” Dabi tsked, shaking his finger. “Hawks killed Best Jeanist, then he went and killed Twice. Where do you heroes draw the line? The public might not believe me, but they’ll believe video evidence of it for sure. At the very least, they’ll start questioning their dear Pro Heroes now won’t they?”

“Twice… is… dead…” Kobura staggered. “He can’t be…” Tears. You saw tears in his eyes. Doku clutched at his chest, looking off distantly. “He was killed? I-I wasn’t there to protect him…” Kobura shivered. Tears dripped down his swollen cheeks, and he clenched his teeth. “There’s a recording of his death, and that burnt bastard decided to broadcast it on TV?” Kobura shook with anger. “Was he there when it happened? Could he have saved him?”

Shock had you in an icelike grip. A Pro Hero killed a villain? Killed Twice no less? Out of the entire League he always seemed the gentlest. Why would Hawks kill him? There must have been a reason, or… You remembered how Heart of Hearts reacted whenever Hawks was around, how she never trusted him. She had said he would do anything for The Commission. He was their Pro Hero puppet.

“That bastard, Dabi, probably watched him die,” Doku said under his breath. “Jin was our friend. Twice was everyone’s friend!” Kobura shouted in outrage. “You just watched him die, didn’t you?!”

You grabbed Kobura by the back of his shirt. You didn’t want Dabi to attack him. Doku had been right; if Dabi saw the two of you, you’d be in the direct line of fire.

“Wait. You said—” you started.

“Dance with your son in hell, Endeavor!” Dabi launched himself off of Gigantomachia’s back, a blue comet of rage and fire headed straight for Endeavor and Shoto.

Endeavor was just kneeling there, doing nothing. Shoto shouted at him to help, and Endeavor was still doing nothing. Your fingers left the fabric of Kobura’s shirt. Your heart broke for Shoto. You ran toward him, gaining the fading control of your quirk back again. You’d shield him as best as you could. He didn’t have to take on this burden alone. This wasn’t Shoto’s fault. His father should be doing something.

Cables descended from the sky, ripping Dabi from the air as it entwined around his burning body. Dabi’s flames momentarily extinguished in surprise. Best Jeanist appeared out of nowhere, wrapping and restraining The League of Villains in these strange fabric cables, along with Gigantomachia. Best Jeanist was alive.

“I saw your body! You were dead!” Dabi shouted. When Best Jeanist gave him nothing in response, he only laughed, grinning again. “No matter. It doesn’t change my past nor my plans!” Dabi reignited himself. His blue flames engulfed the cables around him.

You kept moving towards Todoroki. If you were close enough, no matter how much of your quirk you could use, you’d be able to protect him. Dabi’s gaze shifted as he spotted you. His smile grew so wide a few staples snapped free.

“You,” he seethed through his teeth. He burned so hot that the cables melted away from him.

Dabi wasted no time taking out Nejire with a single blast of his quirk. He hadn’t even looked at her in the air when he did it. She shrieked, falling from the sky.

“Another bright future burned to a crisp because of your mistakes, Endeavor,” Dabi said. His eyes flashed. “Should I destroy another?”

You’d already formed the mental shield around you, standing firm. A blast of Dabi’s fire crashed into the protective wall, and the heat melted everything around you. Your stance weakened as you began to overheat. The air grew suffocating. Your quirk shuddered and rumbled, ripping thoughts from the air around you. Fear and panic blasted through your emotions. You hit Dabi’s mind, and you rattled his thoughts with Mind Break. The fire barely wavered its hold.

You kept in his head, shouting what you could to get him to stop, but it was splitting your thoughts in half. Aching, pulsing, burns covered your skin as you picked up on his thoughts. Hurt, it hurt to use your quirk. It hurt to watch your father begin to ignore you. Other thoughts, anger and rage. Hours of planning his vengeance. Hawks. You saw Hawks appear over and over again, Best Jeanist’s corpse, and you nearly burned Twice. You didn’t care that you almost killed him. You just wanted to see the traitor Hawks die by your hand too, Endeavor’s pet spy. Then, you watched Twice be cut down in front of you. You watched him be stabbed. You were smiling. You felt your lips tugging upward. You knew there were cameras. You had the evidence you needed to bury the Pro Heroes.

There was yelling outside the blue roaring fire, as your mind smacked back into your own head, but there was little you could hear beneath the attack. A wave of ice curved around the front of your mental shield, giving you a moment of reprieve as your mental shield flickered and died out.

"Why won’t you just die?!” Dabi hissed. Shoto launched at him with a blast of his own fire, and Dabi’s attention shifted yet again. “So impatient, Little Brother! I guess I’ll just have to kill you first!”

You collapsed, gasping for air. You were on a pedestal of damaged earth, the curved edges smoldering. The ice ahead of you melted fast, faster than you’d expected, shrouding you in a protective cloud of steam. You pressed your fingers into your temples. Having been inside two sadistic minds in one day was doing a number on your mental fortitude. Kobura was right. Dabi had watched what had happened. Dabi may have even helped the process along, intentionally or not.

As the smoke cleared, you got back to your feet to move again. Shoto and Dabi were locked in a battle of fire. If that wasn’t bad enough, Gigantomachia began to move, snapping the cables free around him. Best Jeanist continued to restrain him over and over again, but it was barely holding. On the horizon, Nomus appeared.

You stumbled back, falling from your perch and catching yourself into a run. Kobura was already rushing toward you. Best Jeanist must have mistaken him for an ally and hadn’t restrained him. Doku looked different in average clothes and without his piercings. It probably helped Shinso and you had been in close proximity to him at the point of Best Jeanist’s arrival too.

As you ran, you spotted the bloodied knife Aizawa used to sever the lower half of his leg. You changed direction, skidding to a stop and lifting the weapon into your trembling hands. Kobura met you there, shaking his head and checking you over fretfully.

“Anna, what were you thinking? He could have killed you. Please stop running head first into danger like that,” he begged you. He hadn’t even focused on what was in your hands. His eyes were too busy scanning you over for injury.

“I…” you clenched the handle of the knife. Was this the right thing to do? If the heroes saw Kobura with a weapon, he could be targeted. You gulped, your dry throat burning. “I’m not going to backdown from this fight. I can help.” You turned the knife’s blade away from him, shoving the hilt into his hand. “But, I need you too.”

“What?” he asked, nearly dropping the weapon. “I can’t…”

“This is my compromise. I’m not leaving. If you want to help, you can. I know you hate that I won’t leave, so I’m giving you the option to help.” You shut your eyes, releasing the knife into his hold. “Don’t make me regret this.”

“That’s my team, my comrades,” Kobura said pointedly. “The League is my family. I can’t fight them. Besides, the heroes will turn on me the moment they realize who I am.”

You pointed toward Dabi. “He watched Twice die. I saw it while I was in his twisted mind. I barely affected him, shouting in his head. He’s running on hatred and vengeance for his path,” you rasped out, putting a hand to your throat.

“I knew it. That damn bastard,” Kobura growled through his teeth. He looked down at the knife in his hand. “He has no right to call Twice his friend when he did nothing to protect him.”

A horrid monstrous cry rippled out of the throat of an approaching Nomu. Deku screamed for Best Jeanist to look out, but he was trapped in a physical struggle with the giant he was holding at bay.

“It’s your choice,” you said.

You rallied your buzzing mind, air rushing through your tender sun-burnt skin, as you pushed yourself into the air with a single mind blast. You zipped out past Best Jeanist to meet the Nomus, before they could strike. Your bravery wavered as they grew closer. You emptied your utility pockets. The assorted projectiles began to float as you grabbed hold of each one and whipped them around you. You gulped, your throat burning again. There were so many, too many to fight on your own.

Just before they came into range, another hero met a Nomu’s path. He hit the Nomu out of the air.

You gasped in surprise. “Le Million!” you called out.

“Sorry, I’m late to the party!” Mirio smiled at you, giving a wink. “It took me a bit to get here with my permeation quirk. Thanks to Eri’s training, she was able to get my quirk working again, and I’m back in action!” He turned back around with a grin still on his face. “Still, I might need some help here!” he called out nervously.

You shook off your original surprise, turning one of your projectiles into a wrecking ball while throwing the rubber bullet balls at oncoming Nomus.

“Watch it, Big Brain!” Bakugo shouted, springing over you to get a blast at a Nomu that was far too close.

“Katsuki?”

Bakugo bit down into a smile, blood still dripping from his mouth. “Don’t be too surprised to see me.”

Iida kicked past Bakugo, chopping his hands in his direction. “I told him to take it easy. Of course, he wouldn’t listen.”

Bakugo clicked his tongue, blasting another Nomu in the face. “I told you I’m fine.” He clutched at his stomach as he moved wrong. Red stained his glove as he pulled it away.

Your focus wavered, as you bit back your worried words. Katsuki shouldn’t be fighting. His organs had to have been punctured. It would only be a matter of time before he passed out. A wave of insufferable heat washed over you, and you attempted to shield yourself with your arm. A fury of blue and orange flames collided overhead. You looked back at Endeavor who still wasn’t doing anything.

You winced when you saw Midoriya using the last bits of his strength to use Blackwhip on Dabi to hold him back from Shoto. Both of Deku’s arms were broken, so he had to use Blackwhip from his mouth. What was he doing? At this rate, he wouldn’t be able to recover.

The earth rumbled. Gigantomachia roared. The cables snapped beside you, and you had to leap out of the way to avoid being hit by one. You readied your quirk, but it sputtered. You clambered back, trying to get out of way of the monster breaking free. Endeavor finally moved, leaping from the ground and giving Gigantomachia a face full of fire. Then, they both collapsed.

“What? How come the giant just fell over?” you asked.

“The sedative actually worked,” Le Million said, indicating something that no one else knew about. “The drug must have needed time to take effect.”

With one threat down, you shifted your focus back toward Shoto. Deku was falling. You helped him land with a strand of your mind. Hopefully, he wouldn’t push himself anymore. Your boots pounded against the ground as you trailed the two fighting above. You could do something to give Shoto the upper hand.

You skidded to a halt beneath them. You raised your hand, and two of your blue projectiles moved upward. You engaged the button upon impact, hitting Dabi with an extinguishing ball, normally equipped for fighting fires in rescue zones, but should be just as effective against him. Shoto gave himself some space, creating ice to cool himself down thanks to the distraction you’d made.

Dabi’s cerulean eyes shifted, his intense glare falling on you again. “Little pest,” he seethed. He used his flames to keep airborne, setting his whole arm on fire to launch back at you. “It will bring me so much joy to hear you screaming while you burn alive.” He reached back his arm to throw the flames at you.

You formed another barrier above you, knowing full well that you wouldn’t be able to run out of range in time. As his arm was on the down swing, a knife plunged into Dabi’s shoulder, saving you from withstanding a torrent of fire.

“That’s for Twice, burnt bastard,” Kobura growled out. “He deserved better than you using him for your petty family revenge.”

“Thought you were in Tartarus, you snake.” Dabi grabbed hold of the knife plunged into his shoulder. “You’re going to wish you were still locked up once I’m done with you.” He yanked the blade free, taking in a sharp breath. He dropped the blade to the ground. An error on his part because Kobura would easily be able to throw it with precise accuracy again.

Kobura weakly grinned, watching Dabi wince. The enflamed villain couldn’t lift his right arm anymore. Kobura must have cut a vital muscle or ligament in his shoulder. Shoto put pressure on Dabi again from the air, before Dabi could spout out another threat. The two collided with a nuclear fusion of flames. Somehow Dabi seemed to be burning even hotter than before.

The blue flames grew more and more intense, until eventually they overpowered Shoto’s. You cried out as Shoto was hit. His body fell backwards toward the ground. His eyes were closed. He must have been unconscious. You caught him once with your quirk, but he slipped from your grasp as your quirk wavered again. You ran toward where he was falling, putting all your focus in trying to slow his descent. You put out your arms to catch him, and he crashed into you.

You had little time to worry about what might be broken from the impact as you prepared for a second attack from Dabi. You shifted Shoto off of you carefully but quickly. As you looked to the sky again, however, Mr. Compress had already placed Dabi into a marble for what you could only assume was a grand escape. The villainous magician was covered in blood, half-naked. He must have used his quirk to cut himself free from the cable binds, even if it meant taking pieces of his own body into his marbles.

Kobura ran up beside you, helping you to your feet. Shoto remained out cold, his breathing hoarse and uneven.

“Looks like Mr. Compress has come up with an escape plan,” Kobura said.

“We can’t let them leave. If Shigaraki has time to fully develop All for One’s power, we’re all dead.”

“I know,” Doku said.

“You’re not going with them?” you asked.

“I don’t deserve to. I betrayed them. Compress might sneak me into one of his marbles to be fair, but I’m not going to call out to him.” Kobura shrugged. “Dabi already hated my guts, but Shigaraki wouldn’t stand for it if he actually found out that I attacked one of The League.” He looked down thoughtfully. “I’ll miss Toga the most.” Doku grinned bitterly. “Looks like I’m an outcast again.”

You winced. Your hand went to his shoulder, and his gaze shifted back on you. A small smile spread over his lips, and you finally noticed the newly sharp fangs that had formed in his mouth. You were surprised, worried about what pain he was in.

“They’ll take you back,” you said, biting into your bottom lip. “But, if they don’t…” you trailed off. You wanted to tell him that he would never be an outcast again. You understood him, at least in some small way. He hadn’t made the best choices in life, but you’d seen him change. “You’re not the same scared little boy anymore. You no longer have to look at yourself as an outcast. You found people that I believe finally understand you.”

“Yeah, and one of them is dead,” he stated flatly, angrily.

You clenched your jaw. Twice’s death was a hard pill to swallow, and it was even worse that Hawks had committed the crime. “Two of those people are still alive.”

Doku’s eyes widened as he realized what you were saying. You had said two. One of those people being you. Your hand left his shoulder, as you ran back toward the back of Gigantomachia. The battle wasn’t over yet, and you couldn’t stand there with Doku and watch the world burn.

Before you were out of earshot, you heard him. Kobura said his final words to you, as an unknown future lay ahead of you, knowing full-well that you wouldn’t turn back.

“I will always love you, Sweet Anna,” he said.

You didn’t know what Kobura and your future would be, but you did know this was where your paths split for now. He would most likely go underground. He wouldn’t be accepted as a villain or a hero, so hiding was probably his best option. There was a part of you that wanted to turn back. That part of you knew that this may be the last time you would ever see him again.

You shot a mind blast behind you to spring you up to Mr. Compress, who was doing one final monologue before his great escape. You’d never actually seen his face before under the mask that he usually wore, and you were surprised to see brown hair and hazel eyes. You reached him a little too late because Mirio permeated out of nowhere, hitting him right in the jaw. The punch was powerful enough to knock him unconscious. You and Mirio stood over Mr. Compress, ready to spring for Shigaraki and Spinner.

Spinner placed a grayed dismembered hand onto Shigaraki’s face. An image flashed into your mind, the same image of Shigaraki’s family. It was the same memory that he ended up enjoying. The memory of finally crushing them between his fingers, turning them to dust.

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[sydasrev]

hello!!! could i please request BNHA angst where Aizawa has a daughter but never pays attention to her, even since a young age. Aizawas always worried with school work or with hero duties or with this class. TYSM! <3

the ending could be whatever you wsnt

Thank you for this request!

PART1 

CW: Angst, depression, Parent Neglect, Self-Harm, etc.

I hope this was good! It was kinda rushed. </3

Angst to fluff

word count: 471

I’ve decided to make this a series, because if I decided to write this whole thing down it would be about 1000+ words, and it would take like a month to write and fix everything up !

ever since you were a baby, you were passed around. Handed to one person and then the next. You were always applauded for being able to take care of yourself at such a young age. During your elementary years you would be lucky to see him a few times a month, But as the years grew the amount of times you saw your father lessened, you'd usually see him every other month, but your conversations together always ended up in someone arguing. You lived by “yourself” and your cat, Soari. Sometimes you had one of your friends check on you if you needed something, and of course, your dad would drop by every now and then to check up on the house and to see if it was clean. You really tried your best to be the best daughter you could. you’d leave dinner in the fridge for your father to bring to lunch, tell him about your achievements, but he always seemed tired, stressed out or uninterested.

you were now in High-School, attending Yokosuka High School, a school for people who don’t use their quirks. Your grades are not the best. But who would care? Clearly not your father. You could have good grades if you wanted. But there was no point.

Your father would usually get calls from the school every now and then about punching another student, failing a class, concerning scars on your legs/arms.

MAY 27, 2018.

Today, Mr. Ito, your principal called you into the office. You had no idea what it was about. Probably about  grades or something between those lines.

“Y/N, I’ve called you here to talk about your grades and how you’re doing at home.” Mr. Ito said with a cheeky smile.  Huh? Why does he want to know about my home life? I’m doing perfectly fine on my own. You thought to yourself.

“So, it seems you’re failing 3 classes out of the 7 you have. What’s going on with that?”  God. This was so embarrassing. You just kept your mouth closed and looked down into your lap.

“Ok, then. Don’t speak if you don’t want to. But I’ve also wanted to tell you if you needed anyone to talk to, you could always talk to Ms. Satori, our counselor. She’s located at B11 on the 2nd floor.”

You looked up

“Is that all?” You asked Mr. Ito with an annoyed tone in your voice.

“oh!” He exclaimed 

“No actually, I forgot to tell you, I’ll be calling your father later to talk about so after school activities to get you more active!”  “uhm.. ok. Goodbye Mr. Ito.” You said.  as you walked out his office you headed straight to the bathroom, you didn’t wanna go to 5th period, nor 7th. You just wanted school to be over.

#bnha angst #aizawa x daughter #sydasrev #aizawa x reader #aizawa x rea #aizawa x reader angst #tw: depression #part 1 #mha angst

[call-memissbrightside]

TW: Cheating, manipulation

Shoto would sleep with your best friend while dating you… and oh god the hurt you felt when you found out made your chest so heavy, you couldn’t breath. God, he’d say it was a temporary fix, nothing serious. He sees nothing wrong with his actions but he still is a gentleman and apologizes and expects you to forgive him because he said sorry. That’s the way the world works. You mess up, you apologize, and you move on. Shoto couldn’t understand what was so difficult for you to comprehend. He thinks it may have to do with the fact that you’re quirkless or maybe lower class, you’re too dumb to get it. Shoto doesn’t even know why he’s trying to make things right, he’s not sure if he even loves you but the look you give him, with your teary eyes and your wobbling lips… it makes guilt boil in his stomach and he doesn’t like that so just fucking forgive him already-

He bristled with more annoyance when you blocked his number.

#shoto x y/n #bnha shoto todoroki #shoto todoroki #mha todoroki #shoto todoroki x rea #todoroki x y/n #todoroki x reader #todoroki angst

[dekatsu]

recommend fanfics??

only completed ones please!

If this is about bkdk, weirdly enough, I never went really deep into this ship's fics. I have read more dabi x hawks and shigaraki x natsuo fics than bkdk lol

Anyway, here are three chaptered bkdk fics I really loved reading:

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3.

the last dragon-blood king

This one ticked all my favourite tags and the story stayed wonderful till the end. I quite enjoyed it!!

Two Oneshots I liked:

orange you glad we finally met

i wish i may i wish i might

Also, there is this a/b/o bkdk fic which I started really early on when it was still updating and wanted to pick up when it finished but never got around to. If I'm not wrong it's "how to train your shitty omega"? I just remember really enjoying the imaginary the author built. It was really mangaesque. The author literally brought manga panels alive in their words, and I still haven't figured how they managed that. I can't vouch for the ending but while I was reading it, it was pretty nice.

Here are three non bnha fic recs which are just straight up incredible:

Look my friend. I didn't read the Dr. Stone manga, so there were some characters I just didn't know but I could still enjoy the story and what stood out the most to me about this story was, and will forever be, the way the author changes their writing style from chapter one, senku's pov to chapter two, gen's pov. From the wording to the world view, it changed completely to represent each character and left me actually intrigued about how the author managed to be so authentic to both of those very different characters. Man, I really nerded so hard over this fic.

If you don't mind recommendations across all fandoms, I have a whole library in my bookmarks ranging from tony x loki all the way to madara x tobirama. Hell, there is even a really popular drarry fic which basically perfectly shows you how to initiate someone into a cult and I bet you at least 75% of the readers don't even recognize it.

Just drop another ask with a ship you like and I might be able to help.

Thanks for the ask! It really brought back some wonderful fics

#fic rec #fic recs #rn

[writinginthedarkwood]

Kitsune Todoroki: A Mischievous Encounter

Your village is starving, you make the journey to the abandoned shrine to plead with the god that may or may not be there...

~Some supernatural smut for ya (also kind of fluffy? idk)~

Kinks for Kinktober! -  Master/ Slave

Shoto Todoroki x Reader Halloween special!

My feet are exhausted, I’ve been walking for too long today. A day’s journey seemed like such an easy task before I actually started the path through this over grown wood. I sighed and tightened my boots, the sole has been wearing thin for months now, but they’re holding up okay. I took a sip from my leather pouch, the tangy flavor of the leather tainted the fresh water, but I couldn’t restrain myself and gulped it down anyway. The tree’s are blowing gently, the sun is shining threw the tree’s and hitting the banks of the river, reflecting off of the exposed stones of the low water. “The drought is effecting the forest all this way west too...” I mumbled into my pouch before taking one last sip.

Something loud moved through the bush behind me, I snapped around and stared at the foliage line. Was something hunting me this whole time? I don’t have a blade to protect me, the biggest predators on this side of the mountain are supposed to be the foxes. My heart pounded in my chest, but nothing appeared. The sound was gone before I fully turned around. I guess I should keep moving, no use sitting around waiting to lose sunlight. I brushed some dirt off of my pants, brother won’t miss these, and besides how would I make this journey in anything else? My family is one of the richest in town, to be caught in these clothes would be embarrassing for my grandparents.

The sun started to die down, it’s that time of day right before sunset. The sky is turning golden, soon it will turn pink and then all of the light will disappear. Panic set in my chest, I took a deep breath. I need to keep my head, I should have reached the shrine an hour ago. The plan was to find the shrine, make the offering, sleep until early morning and head home. “This was so stupid...” I started to curse myself. What made me think I could actually make a difference? I tried everything to help, even learning how to work the fields much to my families disapproval. People are hungry, tired. Live stock are dropping like flies. Even the inn keepers cat got sick and died this week, the gods have forgotten about us.

Tears gathered in my eyes. I swept one off of my cheek, I feel helpless. I walked for what felt like another hour, but judging by the sun its only been a few more minutes. Something peered through the tree’s just up ahead. Is that it? I pulled back a low hanging tree branch and stepped into a clearing. An old, older than anything in our village, building sat run down and falling apart. It was made of crumbling stone. The sloped roof was falling to the ground, the whole place barely standing. I carefully stepped through the doorway, there it was. The shrine! Compared to the building, this fountain looked untouched. It was smooth, made of a stone I didn’t recognize. It might have once flowed with water, the smooth stone was bone dry. A little bonzai tree sat on a pedestal, its roots grew out of its pot, the clay container close to bursting. It was overgrown, but healthy. Is someone taking care of this place? I looked around. Cobwebs and rotting wood indicated nobody had been here for a long time, the tree sat happily here, all alone. I pulled out the tiny statue from your napsack. My families most precious heirloom. A porcelain statue of a bowing dog, my families symbol.  My grandmother will be devastated that its gone, but it will be worth it. I laid the statue down in front of the fountain and closed my eyes. I bowed down and took a deep breath. Please, please help my village. I pleaded silently, the sound of trickling water made me pry my head up off of the floor. It’s much brighter in here now, the floor is less cold. The fountain was running, gently, a stream flowed out of the bonzai’s pedestal. I gasped is a god listening? I shut my eyes tight and clasped my hands in front of me. “I’ll do anything to save our home, I’m pleading to anyone that’s listening!” 

“Deal.” A low, calm voice answered me from behind. I screamed and twisted myself around and fell on my backside. The shrine was lovely now, the walls fixed, the roof hanging in place where it should be. Lanterns hung on the wall, burning with a low red flame. A young man was relaxing at a kotatsu, he wore a white robe, red flowers danced on one side, the other had blue split down the middle. He was lovely, his hair was also split down the middle, red on one side, white on the other. His face is flawless, an angular jaw, clear skin. You noticed a deep scar over his right eye, but it didn’t take away from his impossible beauty. He took a sip of tea, he wasn’t looking up at you. “Who... who are you?” I gathered myself and relaxed on my knee’s, trying to mask how scared I am. How did everything change?

“I should be asking you that question.” He set his cup down and poured himself another drink. “You are the one barging into my home uninvited.” He said plainly. He pointed to the spot beside him at his blanketed table. “Please, have a seat.” I obeyed, standing up and joining him at his tea table. My hands shook slightly as he handed me a cup. It was freezing cold, the tea was barely steeping. The glass had frost along the rim. “Oh, uhm, thank you.” I set the cup down. “My name is “Y/N, of the Y/L/N family. I live in the village at the base of this mountain.” He took a long sip of his tea and then set it down. “This tea is terrible.” He exclaimed, setting the cup down sort of hard. I’m not quite sure how to respond. “Oh no its deliciou-” I grabbed my own cup and took a sip. I swallowed hard and tried to mask my look of disgust. This tea is awful, I’ve never tasted anything so rancid. Besides the fact that its freezing cold. He sighed and shook his head. “Well, hopefully you can make a better cup than I.” You noticed as he bowed his head down slightly, he had two pointed ears atop his head. They were the same color as his hair. His eyes are heterochromic, he peered into yours curiously. “Can you make a decent cup of tea?” He asked.

“My mother and father never complain when I make them a cup. I’ve been known to do well in the kitchen.” I held my hands in my lap, his stare is piercing. A small smile turned the corners of his mouth upward, his teeth were pointed behind his beautiful mouth. “Oh wonderful, you’ll make a perfect servant.” Suddenly fear coursed through every bone in my body, I fell back on my wrist and placed another over my mouth, muffling a scream. He leaned forward, his smile fading. “Where are you going?” He reached for my ankle to pull me back to the table. I pulled myself away, trying to stand up and flee. He moved quicker than me, grabbing my leg and pulling me to him. He hovered over me, his hair falling in his face as he studied mine. “Are you alright, you look a little pale.” One of his ears twitched, and he blinked quickly a few times. “You’re not a human.” I spilled out, my voice shaking. “Ah, I guess that could be intimidating for some. Don’t worry Y/N. You’ll get used to it.” His face stayed serious, but his tone was light. He moved himself off of me and helped me sit up. “My name is Shoto. You may address me as Master.” He thought for a moment. “Or Shoto.” I couldn’t help but crack a smile. He seemed regal, like a prince, but very down to earth at the same time. “I apologize, I’ve never had a servant before.”

I thought for a moment. Putting pieces together that I haven’t quite grasped from our conversation so far. “Wait, I’m not your servant.” I said as light hearted as possible, not wanting to make him upset. He cocked his head at me puzzled. “Did you not just say that you would do anything to save your home, for anyone that was listening?”

I nodded my head yes, not liking where this is going. “Well I was listening. I took you on that deal.” He paused for a moment. “It should be raining now, nothing too harsh.” I stood up and opened the screen door, it was drizzling. The sound of the water hitting the roof with little ‘pings’ was music to my ears. “You did this?” I asked, sticking my hand out to gather some of the drops. It was real, it was really raining after months of harsh sun. “Yes, I can call on rains in times of joy.” He stood up and joined me in the doorway, he’s so much taller than I could tell before. His body is strong, his chest slightly exposed from his robe. “It’s been so long sense I’ve had a visitor. It’s not like I could just let you slip away.” He put a hand on my shoulder, his fingers freezing cold. “Such a lovely face, we’ll have to put you in more fitting attire.” He played with the strings on my tunic. “I can’t be your servant.” I said looking outside and not at him. “My family doesn’t know where I am, I left without telling them.”

“Ah, I understand.” He said sweetly. He snapped his fingers and the rain stopped, the moon shone through the dissipating storm clouds. “Wait! That wasn’t enough rain.”

“I’ve named my price. Your village will prosper, healthy children will be born. Rains will fall, crops will grow. Your village will be taken care of for generations if you just...” He cupped my face with both of his hands so that I was looking him in the eyes. “Stay with me, please.” His voice was so deep and raspy, my heart fluttered. “What kind of responsibilities will I have?” I felt hypnotized by his beautiful eyes, so old and wise. “You’re to take care of all of the shrines needs.” He spoke softer. “Along with all of my needs as well.” He closed any space between us. His chest pressed gently on mine, his right hand traveled to the back of my neck and held me there, the other still resting on my cheek. “I can train you to be my shrine maiden, my mystical woman of the wood.” His breath tickled your face, he spoke so closely to your mouth. “If you just stay here with me... forever.” I closed my eyes, my eyelids heavy and drunk with his seductive words. He spoke warm honey into my ears, I drank him in. “I’ll... I’ll do it.... Master...” I sighed into his kiss. He placed his lips onto mine gently, pressing down and sliding around my mouth. I kissed him back, hungry for more. He hesitated, he started reaching for my tunic, tempted to pull it off of me. He resisted and pulled away, out of breath he staggered further back into the shrine. “I deeply apologize.” He straightened himself out and I stepped away from the door frame and shut it behind me. “I don’t want to hurt you, I just haven’t ever seen anyone so-” He took a deep breath, calming his voice. “So beautiful.” My face burned. “Any other spirit will be feverishly jealous of me, I’ll do everything I can to protect you from any unwanted advances.” He bowed his head slightly, sealing his promise. “You don’t have to be sorry Master Shoto.” I feel lightly embarrassed, losing control of myself and my urges. “I didn’t mind...” I gulped, trying not to seem any less lady like than I already appeared. He put his hand behind his neck and let out a breathy chuckle. “Oh, that makes me feel less monstrous. I try not to be like some of the other more... animalistic creatures of these forests.”

I played with my thumb nail, tempted to picking it off. “What kind of things live out here Master Shoto?” I asked, my curiosity killing me. He’s unlike anything I have ever seen, could other people like him really be out here? “Lot’s of spirits, some a little less wicked than others. We get together for festivities quite a bit... hopefully you’re a good hostess.” My heart pounded at the thought of more spirits coming here. “They’ll be coming here...?” He sat back down with the tea and I joined him. “Of course, this is a regular hot spot for all manners of spirits. tengu, Oni.  Other kitsune.” He put a hand on my lap and rubbed my knuckles. “I wonder how they’ll react when they smell you...” He trailed off in thought for a moment. “What do you mean?” Do I smell bad? I take special attention to my hygiene, I suppose I have been hiking all day. “Well your scent is very intoxicating. I’ve never smelled a human so alluring.” My cheeks flushed again, he compliments so sincerely. “Will they try and hurt me?”

He took no time to think about that. “Oh most definitely, most of the lot takes no consideration for their primal urges.” He said bluntly. “Your scent combined with your raw beauty, I’ll have to beat them off with a broom.” I let out a light squeak, my heart sinking into my stomach. “What should I do to make myself less... desirable?” I never thought I was particularly prettier than any of the other women in the village, just from different status. I’m not callused from hard work, wrinkled from sunshine or bloated from bad food. My mother always calls me beautiful... and my parents had many suitors in line for my marriage. I look in the mirror often, and sometimes I feel insecure.

“There’s nothing you can do, especially sense you’ve never been taken by a man.” He spoke matter of factually. I blushed wildly, completely flustered. “What would you know about that!” I raised my voice and the fox spirit chuckled. “No need to get embarrassed, I can smell it on you.” He leaned toward me and  took a deep breath through his nose. He placed a hand on the floor beside me, I leaned back on my hands as he invaded my personal space. He placed his nose along just below my jaw line and took another deep breath. “I missed the only logical solution to all of our troubles.” He purred, his voice right in my ear. “I’ll just make you smell like me, so that no lusty tengu will try and touch you...” I froze, his entire demeanor changed. His breath grew heavier, he touched my side and used his legs to pry mine open and place himself between my hips. I tried to speak, but my voice came out shaky. “I- I thought that you didn’t want to succumb to your primal... uhm, urges.” He laid me down on my back and pressed his hips firmly onto mine. “Oh don’t worry darling, I’ve thought this over very thoroughly.” He placed soft kisses on my neck, one after the other. His lips just barely touching my skin. “This isn’t just for me... for my needs.” He crooned in my ear. I let out a small moan and clamped a hand over my mouth, horrified. I’ve never made a sound like that before. He pulled my hand off of my mouth and pinned it about my head. He traced his finger tips down my arm and gripped my other hand, forcing both of my wrists into one of his strong hands. “I need to keep my sweet servant girl safe.” He used his free hand to hold himself up off of the floor. He stared down at me, his face held some type of sincere innocence, like taking advantage of me isn’t his intention. “I’ll just mark you as mine.” He pulled my cloth pants down and my breath caught in my throat. His eyes rolled partly back into his head, he looked overwhelmed by me. He let go of my hands and fell on his elbow, smashing his lips onto mine. His hands ran over my body, he ripped my tunic over my head and threw it away from us. Looking down at me with a crazed look in his eye. “How are you this magnificent?” He pulled at the tie around his robe. He exposed himself, his body incredibly toned and hard. I reached out and ran a finger over his abs. I blushed, but I couldn’t look away. “You’ve never seen a man in this state.” He grinned. “What do you think?” He was kneeling, but he was still looming so tall over me. “What do you mean?” I stammered out, partially breathless. “Tell me how much you enjoy looking at my body.” He oozed with confidence now. “My slave.” His sharp teeth flashed, enjoying every moment of this. “I like looking at your body-” He gripped my chin and forced me to look in his eyes. “Say it again.” He spoke almost in a whisper. “I love looking at your body Master Shoto.” I tried to drip my words with as much sweetness as possible. Shoto reacted, pleased with me. He let go of my chin and touched me on the outside of my heat. He swirled his finger around, I whimpered pathetically. My slit grew wetter, I tried to cover my face in embarrassment again. “Stop that, I want to see every look on your face as I claim you.” He took his finger away and put it in his mouth, tasting me. “Tell me what you want Y/N.” I stuttered, not answering him fast enough. He placed two fingers on the most sensitive part of my body. He pressed down on my clit and rubbed up and down, his fingers grew colder. I gasped, his touch so drastic compared to my warmth. My stomach felt nauseous, I craved something. Anything other than this torture. “Master Shoto, I want-” I gasped again, he gathered some of my moisture on the tips of his finger to lubricate his touch. He rubbed even slower, letting the temperature gradient do most of the work. “Tell me what you want or I’ll stop.” It was an empty threat, his want was worse than mine, his member dripping in anticipation. “I want you to claim me Master!” I pleaded gripping onto my own hair and squirming underneath him. “As you wish, Y/N.”

I cried out, his staff’s tip punctured through my innocence. He pressed himself close to me, he held my face close to his, keeping his lips on my cheek for comfort. He moved his hips slowly, gently working his way in through my resistant walls. “You need to breathe Y/N. If you relax it will hurt less...” He whispered so sweetly in my ear. I took a shaky deep breath. “Just like that darling, I can feel you getting wetter...” He moved more of himself in, his whole length filling my entire body. I moaned, every second he’s in me gets better and better. “What a good girl, getting so wet for her master.” He gripped onto my hair at the base of my neck and thrusted in me harder, starting to get an even pace. He couldn’t help himself, groaning in my ear, repeating how much of a good girl I am. My body started to heat up even further, the pressure in my core building up to an unbearable point. “Master... I-” I screamed out, my mouth releasing a lewd sound. This made Shoto smile and chuckle. “You finished on me-” He groaned softly in my ear. “I’m flattered.” My body is shaking, my breath falling out of me in whiny gasps. “Want me to make you do it again?” He said mischievously, his tone almost feeling like he was mocking me. Teasing me for being so inexperienced, or for needing more like a greedy beggar. “Yes master.” I said through chattering teeth. “Beg me...” He kissed my jaw right under my ear. He slowed down, holding his cock in my body completely still. I squirmed, my hips rocking. He gripped my pelvis and pinned me down, forcing me to hold still. “If I sit here still long enough I’ll eventually climax...” He grinned wolfishly, I could feel him twitch. “I want more Master...” I whined like a child begging for more dessert. “Be specific.” He was toying with me, his eyes glazed with pleasure. “I want to feel like that again, please do it again Master Shoto.” I couldn’t care how unlady like it might sound to beg. He pulled himself mostly out, and slammed back into me hard. The sound of our bodies mashing together was almost as loud as my moans. He pounded into me, his hips flailing wildly. I scraped my nails down his back and hid my face on his shoulder. His neck bringing me comfort as I felt my bodies tension build back up again. He effortlessly kept his pace, barely seeming winded. I hadn’t noticed how long it was before he finally came close to his own release. My voice grew hoarse, crying out over and over again every time he brought me to the edge and let me go. My entrance is getting sore, I’m still slick but I’m using muscles I’m not used too. “Can you take anymore of me slave?” Sweat had started to pool on his forehead, just the slightest hint of his stamina dying down. “Y-yes” I said slightly unsure. I can hardly move, my head flat on the floor and my mouth dripping with drool. My clit throbbed, my thigh muscles ached. Tears had been running from my eyes for a bit now, my climax bringing the salty streams out to run down my face. “I think you’re lying my darling...” His voice was shaky, he kissed my forehead and I buried my face in his chest. “I’ve about given you everything I have.” He slammed his hips into me one more time and let out a heavy sigh. He pulsed in my body, he let his weight go onto me. Pressing us flat onto the floor. He held me like that for a moment before pulling out. I closed my shaking legs and my groin muscles thanked me. Being stuck in that position for so long caused my whole body to cramp. “You’re such a good girl, you took me for hours.” He helped sit me up. “Was it really that long?” I leaned onto his shoulder and he rubbed my back. “Time moves a little strange here, but yes its been awhile.” He played with my hair and traced along my spine. I started to doze off in his arms. “Don’t worry I’ll train you to last even longer.” He said sweetly. I couldn’t even respond. “Sleep now love, tomorrow you’ll have to learn all of the shrines duties.” He chuckled at my groan of protest. “Goodnight Y/N...” He talked into my hair. “My darling...”

HEY YOU READING! Hi you should follow me if you liked this story! I’m planning on building other characters in the same world and possibly even doing a part 2 for this one? I think Kaminari Denki is going to be a Tengu... it should be shocking~ (I’ll see myself out for that stupid pun)

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[sooty-writing]

Hospital Visit (Soulmate AU! Tenya Iida x Blind! Reader)

Ahhh, a new one shot out so soon? Who would’ve known. Anyway, this was requested by PleantyOfGarbage on Quotev! I post stuff on there under a collection called “Beyond Platonic” with all of the stories being one shots or imagines, no headcanons. Hope you like this one!

Genra: comfort, fluff

Word Count: 1527

Sounds of shifting bed sheets hit the ears of a young girl. Her head, naturally at a slight tilt to the side, stared blankly at the blindingly white walls of her hospital room. What fabric was this? The roughness was similar to nylon, but when it rubbed against itself, it sounded like that of wool. What could this be? Yy/n)’s hazy (e/c) eyes squinted, running her hand over the sheet.

       Polyester? No, it can’t be. Maybe a special fabric from Best Jeanist? Dad did mention that new brand he was making for charity. Maybe I got one, she thought. Her posture slouched, legs crossed over each other. The past two days had been almost hell for her. The nights were the worst, being almost completely void of any noise besides the pumping of machines and the occasional nurse walking around. Judging on the amount of inactivity, it must’ve been around 12 o’clock, in the dead of night.

       That meant one thing: her operation’s less than 12 hours away. The first operation of two that’ll hopefully make her see again at last.

       Ever since the development of her Telekinesis Quirk, all she vividly remembered were constant migraines and the feeling of burning in her eyes. Though, the pain was alongside the words her doctor uttered almost a decade ago. The explanation behind the odd feeling in her eyes.

       “It seems the quirk your damages the nerves in your eyes, making it so that the signals that travel through them to the part of your brain that lets you see are becoming weaker. I’m sorry, but at this rate, you most likely will go blind.”

       Those words posed as a reminder that in this world of amazing powers, there were some less fortunate than others. Though that never held her back on dreams of her own, such as ones as basic as meeting her soulmate. From birth, two people were bound together by a birthmark the color of the other’s eyes. (Y/n) just so happened to have a dark, desaturated red blotch on her right arm. She kept the strange mark close in her memories, being one of the most clear images she had.

       (Y/n) turned her head to the right, gazing at her arm. What was this person like? Would they be a boy or a girl? Kind? Understanding? Respectful? Or would they be rude and brash? She had a distinct classmate from daycare with those negative qualities, and they sure made her happy she wasn’t the sucker stuck with him for life. Rambling thoughts drifted away as sleep overtook her, everything eventually fading.

       A knock on the door brought the girl out of her slumber. Sitting up, she rubbed the tiredness away from her eyes.

       “Who is it?” she called out as loud as she could, though incoherently.

       “It’s your nurse, Jill? Someone’s here to meet you. Would it be alright to let them inside?” the lady asked, her voice slightly wavering.

       (Y/n)’s ears twitched at the shuffling of a new set of feet, obviously much larger than the woman she had been assigned with. They’re  shoes were flat and generic, most likely dress shoes for a suit or uniform. Strange squeaking pecked at her ears, a grimace forming without meaning to. She blocked out the noise with her hands, glaring at the wall the door was located on. The heavy object slid to the side before the two people entered the room. Paper rustled in the grasp of one of them, slightly over powering the wheels of a cart. Her breath was filled with the scent of pancakes, being the best one in the room.

       “I brought you breakfast a bit late, I hope you don’t mind. Oh, and let me introduce you to your guest.” Jill stepped off to the side after placing the plate in your lap.  

       “(L/n) this is Iida Tenya. He goes to your middle school.”

       “It’s a pleasure to meet you miss (L/n), I am Tenya of the Iida family, and class Vice-President. We missed you on your first day, I apologize for not visiting earlier,” his voice was strong, cutting through the air with precision. Well this was new.

       “Uh, nice to meet you was well. And call me (Y/n),” she tilted her head while speaking, “thanks for the meal, Jill.”

       Humming in satisfaction, the nurse exited. Once the door had shut, Iida pushed forward a small bouquet of flowers in a planter with paper around it. Now the crackling made sense.

       “F-for you. A gift for welcome and good luck,” he proudly stated through the stammering.

       “Thanks again.”

       As she reached out to take the pot from him, her  fingers brushed up against his. A tingling sensation shot through her arms, causing her to jerk her hands away. A gasp came from the male as there was sudden movement, most likely him doing the same. What was that? Just then, the mark on her right arm felt as if it was burning. Panic set in instantly. All the past memories of constant pain within her body sent herself into overdrive. Breathing rapid, all noised were blocked out. Clattering of the plastic plate went unnoticed, all focus directed at what she felt.

       Why? Why, why, why why? Why now?! The words played on repeat in (Y/n)’s mind.

       Two large hands wrapped around her smaller face, bringing it up. Rough thumbs grazed over her cheeks, wiping away the wetness she had not realized been released. The palms were soft, though, and the contrast in feeling was comforting. Never had she felt hands as different as these. Never had she felt so secure.

       “Deep breaths, follow me,” Iida’s voice was calm, soothing really. Doing as he said, the previous feelings of anxiety melted away. Unconsciously, (Y/n) leaned her cheek deeper into his hand. They were so safe.

       “Better..?” he started, treading lightly.

       “Yes… I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened. One second I was trying to take the flowers, and the next… All I felt was burning from my mark.”

       Iida’s breath hitched. Hesitantly, he brought both his hands away from your face to rub over his. The feeling of them lingered on your heated cheeks. A knot tied in her gut, and a lump formed in her throat. His deep-voiced murmured sent shivers down her spine.

       “No, it can’t be, but that’s the only explanation…” he mumbled louder than his other statements.

       “Hm?” she hummed, limbs feeling heavy.

       “Excuse what I’m about to say, but… I do believe we may have some kind of… connection to each other,” Iida cleared his throat in the middle of each pause.

       “Are you saying that we’re soulmates, Iida?”

       He froze. The air in the room was as still as its inhabitants. Though, there was a hopeful tension upon the magic word being said. Had they really been found? This girl in front of him>

       “Y… Yes, I am.”

       A small, warm smile graced (Y/n)’s lips. One of the few she’d been able to show since coming into the hospital. She knew what he was speaking about when mentioning a connection- she could feel it the instant they touched.

       “Well, I’m happy that my soulmate ended up being such a kind and honest man,” she tilted her head to the side slightly, strands of hair falling to better frame her face.

       Iida’s cheeks broke out into colors of pinks and reds. How soft she felt when he touched her cheeks, how relieving it was to have her relax in his embrace. The memories came back to him. Now with how perfect her voice sounded, he knew, but still couldn’t quite process it. She was his soulmate? Just from the past few moments, he knew she was more deserving of someone better.

       “Nonsense, all I was doing what I felt I could do,” he politely dismissed her, waving his hand.

       “If you insist, but I still stand by my words, for the record,” (Y/n) bent down, picking up the food on the floor.

       “Oh- no, let me get it!”

       Hands bumped into each other once again. They’re marks felt warm yet again, but opposed to the first time, it was much gentler. Almost as if being hit by rays of sunlight while drying off from the water at the beach. A soothing feeling that spread to their hearts. Taking the dropped items, Iida readjusted them in his arms.

       “I’ll bring these down to the cafeteria and try to bring up a new plate. From what I’m aware, you must be awake during your surgery due to complications with your quirk. Rest for the time being, you need all the strength you can have. Your health is very important to the people who care about you,” Iida turned, a sort of strictness in his voice, “and… me now.”

       (Y/n)’s heart fluttered- she had really gotten lucky.

       “Alright, don’t worry, I will,” she shook her head with a chuckle,”and Iida-”

       “Tenya.”

       She paused.

       “Please… Call me Tenya.”

       She smiled, “well then… Tenya, I look forward to seeing you afterwards.”

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Hoped you like it! Remember, requests are open!

- Soot

#bnha #mha #iida #iida tenya #iida x reader #mha x reader #bnha x rea #x reader #tenya iida #soulmate #soulmateau #soulmate au

[smileybokuto]

I.F.L.Y | Chapter Eight | date? maybe? | Part 2 |

| Chapter Eight | date? maybe? | Part 2 |

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❥ Synopsis: Most people have one soulmates there number showing up one their wrist whenever they both turned 18. Others have two - one on each wrist - some have more. This meaning one of two things either you decide to pick one and break the others heart or you find some way to make it work. Y/n L/n woke up on their 18th birthday scared their soulmate was not 18 yet. However Y/n was surprised to find not one or two but four numbers on her wrist. What will they do?

❥ N/A: Omg they are rich rich. 🤭

#dabi x y/n #dabi my hero academia #dabi is touya #smau bnha bakugou bakugou katsuki bakugou x reader katsuki bakugō katsuki bakugo x reader bakugou fluff bakugou bakugou x gender neutral rea #smau #bnha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugō #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou #bakugou x gender neutral reader #dabi #dabi x reader #dabi x bakugou #dabi x tamaki #bakugou x tamaki #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha #mha #mha dabi #touya todoroki #mha tamaki #tamaki amajiki #tamaki amakiji #tamaki x gender neutral reader #tamaki x shinsou #bnha dabi #bakugou x shinsou

[goddess-of-geeks]

Simp List

*The people I plan to write for (its literally a master-list)

Marvel

Loki

Bucky Barnes

Natasha Romanoff

Matt Murdock

Avatar the Last Airbender

Zuko

Grace and Power (hiatus)

Azula

Suki

Sokka

The Legend of Korra

Korra

Asami

Lin Beifong

Kuvira

I’ll write for other charters in these series if you request it!

#Mcu #x reader #Avatar the last airbender x reader #the legend of korra #The legend of Korra x reader #natasha romanoff #Natasha Romanoff x reader #bucky barnes #The winter soldier #bucky barnes x reader #loki (marvel) #Loki x Rea #asami x reader #korra x reader #lin beifong #lin beifong x reader #mha #bnha #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugo x reader #shoto torodoki #shoto x reader #mha hawks

[princessnicoletx]

Stoner!Hawks x Reader

Request:  Stoner Hawks being on patrol with him and maybe having a fire quirk (Dabi’s sis blue flames but you know Endevor don’t know that maybe she knows Dabi is her brother and knew that he ran away and never told her dad about it and how often she sees him but n e way she’s a hero did the whole UA thing) and being on patrol on top a building Keigo rolls a joint and moves on in readers direction like “can you spark it?🥺” maybe just smoking maybe some smut

~~~~~❤~~~~~     Warnings: Slight smut at the end, drug use (It’s legal in some places but I still feel like I need to say something)     ~~~~~❤~~~~~

Blue fire danced on Y/N’s finger tips as they sat on the roof of a skyscraper. Red feathers were relaxing next to them as the wind blew gently. Leaning on their elbows, Y/N looked over at the pro hero Hawks. He was currently doing something only her knew about, rolling a joint. No one knew how much of a stoner he was, except Y/N. Giving him a smile, Y/N looked up at the night sky.

“Is it weird?” Hawks asked randomly.

“Is what weird?”

“I mean being a pro hero you’re bound to work with Endeavor eventually,”

Y/N let out a dry chuckle, “He wouldn’t know I was his kid if I showed him a birth certificate. A ‘happy’ accident sent off to an orphanage. It just so happened I have a similar fire quirk. That’s the story and I would appreciate it if you keep it that way,”

He began rolling up the paper around the green, “Yeah, of course, but you do know Dabi is going to ask me questions now that I have to work with him, right?”

“Oh, I’ve already talked to Dabi. Despite being a psychopath he’s actually pretty chill with me. He smokes too, by the way. That should get you guys on good terms at first,”

Hawks chuckled as his blonde hair flew in his face from the wind, “You talked with that psycho?”

“Yeah, we actually talk often,”

“That’s not very pro hero of you,” Hawks teased. “UA would be disappointed in you.”

“Fuck UA,” Y/N sighed, “Honestly fuck being a hero sometimes.”

Hawks shook his head with a smile, “That’s why we get these few moments to just smoke and forget about everything... Hey um, can I ask a favor?”

Y/N looked over with a raised eyebrow, “Huh?”

His mouth was in a small pout as he put the joint between them with puppy like eyes, “I lost my lighter.”

“I am your personal lighter,” Y/N giggled as they put a finger to the joint, igniting it with a small blue flame.

He took two long puffs before passing it to Y/N. Taking it, they puffed it for a bit before passing it back. They sat like that for a few minutes. It was a comfortable silence as they smoked together. Letting their feet dangle on the side of the building, Y/N looked down at the city below. Their smile faded as they thought about their father.

“It would ruin his family if they learned Endeavor had a kid with someone else,” Y/N said with a sigh, “Damn, I could destroy a whole family.”

Hawks shook his head, passing her the joint, “You didn’t do anything.”

“Wouldn’t it be ironic that he learned the one child he didn’t know he had actually inherited both traits from my mom and dad?”

Hawks shook his head, “I think you’re thinking about it too hard.”

“Maybe,” Y/N took a long drag of the joint which was nearing the end of it’s life, “Maybe I need a distraction.”

Hawks grabbed the joint Y/N offered before scooting closer to her, “I can offer you a distraction.”

Throwing the roach end of the joint into the sky, Hawks leaned close to Y/N. Turning, Y/N had a confused look on their face before Hawks kissed them. Eyes wide, Y/N was shocked at first. But a split second later they melted into the kiss. Grabbing him by the jacket, Y/N pulled the hero closer. He happily obliged as he grabbed Y/N by their waist, pulling them away from the edge of the building and onto his lap. 

“Fuck,” Hawks groaned as Y/N straddled him.

One hand in his hair, Y/N used their free hand to lightly tug at his jacket. It didn’t take long for them to get his jacket off. His hands roamed their body, grabbing at their leather jacket. Y/N basically ripped the jacket off as their lips never left Hawks. He groaned as Y/N’s teeth softly grazed his bottom lip. Soft curses escaped his tongue as he grabbed their hips tightly. Red feathers incased them as Hawks moved Y/N. He moved to be on top, leaving kisses leading from their lips, down their neck, and stopping at the start of their white tank top. His hands were cold against Y/N’s naturally hot skin as he slowly took their shirt off. 

“Is this distracting enough?” Hawks asked teasingly.

Pretending to think for a moment, Y/N gave him a teasing grin, “I suppose it is.”

Letting out a chuckle, Hawks watched as Y/N eagerly went for his pants. Happily doing what Y/N wanted, it was soon just the two of them with no clothes on. Their clothes were their bed as Y/N slowly spun Hawks back to the ground. Climbing on top of him, Y/N’s hand trailed down from his chest to his already hard cock. Their mouth watered at the thought of Hawks as Y/N looked into his eyes.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Hawks asked.

#mha hawks #bnha hawks #mha #bnha #my hero academia #my hero academia hawks #keigo tamaki #keigo tamaki x reader #hawks x reader #mha hawks x rea #fanfiction #anime #my hero academia fanfiction

[call-memissbrightside]

Shoto would be that boyfriend that would buy you your favorite Starbucks drink everyday, no hesitation.

He would also buy you those shoes you've been eyeing but can't currently afford. Shoto hates how stressed your TA job makes you, and he can't understand why you don't just quit.

"I need the money!" You yell, frustrated by his pestering.

Money? That's why they're stressed? The dual-haired man is confused.

He's rich, filthy rich. But you're not dating him because of his money, and he doesn't flaunt it all that much (if you don't count the starbucks)

BUT

You're his, and he is yours, and what is his is yours, so he might just hand you $100 to get some take out. And you refuse, because you can't just take his money, but he insists because he's not doing it to show you that he's well off and you're poor, he's doing it because he just wants you to be happy.

And if paying your rent makes you less stressed, and more available to give him all the hugs and kisses his heart desires, he will gladly throw money at your problems.

#lmao i wish #shoto torodoki #bnha shoto todoroki #shoto todoroki x rea #shoto todoroki #bnha x reader #todoroki x reader

[3centsofbutter]

Memoirs of a Medic - BNHA  part 2

If you missed part 1! 

Chisaki Kai / Eri

Part 2

Everything was shady about the Hassaikai, it was organised crime for god’s sake!

Prostitution, drug trafficking, arms smuggling. You were no stranger to the ins and outs of the criminal underworld, as a main child of the Hassaikai, you were never sheltered to the activities that the gang partook in, even encouraged to sit in on meetings and learn the ways of the trade. To the world, you were the scum of society, to be fair they weren’t wrong, but at least you had standards. 

They did not.  

“Heya! I’m Himiko Toga and this is Twice. Overhaul said you’d look after us for the rest of our stay, so I hope we can get well acquainted!”

You hated so-called villains, they made your blood boil. They were filth that ruined the Yakuza and led the Hassakai to the state it was currently in. There was an honour in organized crime, you only killed when necessary, Yakuza were sophisticated and had ideals, unlike villains who enjoyed bringing disorder to society and killed on a whim. You supposed that occasionally both lines of work overlapped in similarities but they were in a whole different league of evil.

You refused to talk to Kai after he even suggested that the Hassakai should have worked with the league. It had been a week since then and this morning they showed up. Hari told you that Kai worked out a deal with them a few days ago and that two of their members were to be integrated as active members of the gang. You expected Hari or Irinaka to be their babysitter but Kai had appointed you as some form of a cruel joke. 

“Ne, you look kinda angry y’know. Don’t worry, we’re extra fun to be around!” 

They were national criminals wanted by the law and they were batshit crazy, must’ve been the screws loose that made them turn out like this. They played with death for fun, you didn’t want to make friends with the likes of them. Her carefree persona and the ridiculously sickeningly sweet facade was testing your patience. 

“This is your room, mine is a few doors over. I’ll be off now.” 

Of course, it didn’t end there. 

“Ne, I heard the source is here, can we see her?” 

The smirk that danced on Toga’s lips was menacing. Her gaze suggested she knew more than she should’ve, it was unnerving. You knew Kai wouldn’t tell them anything about Eri, they shouldn’t have even known she was in this building. Twice stood beside her visibly panicking, Toga remained unmoved, eyes burning into yours. 

“Toga-chan we shouldn’t medd- I am curious too”

Twice’s split personality didn’t make the situation any better. You could feel your palms getting sticky with sweat, you pulled at the hem of your jacket, bunching your hands in the fabric in an attempt to discreetly wipe away the sweat. You noticed the slight glint of amusement in Toga’s eyes as they flitted from your hands back to your face. You couldn’t let them know she was here, you couldn’t let them sense your fear. Screw Kai’s partnership with them, they couldn’t be trusted, they were villains for crying out loud! You sucked in a breath and stared straight into Toga’s eyes. The atmosphere was thick with tension. 

“Unfortunately for you, you don’t have those privileges.” 

You turned on your heel and hastily made an exit. You knew that she sensed your distress, you were aware that you did a terrible job of hiding it. You hoped that it was enough to at least confuse her so that Kai could make an intervention before anything serious happened. 

~

Toga knew she was a bad person; she killed for fun, and she supposed drinking blood wasn’t necessarily considered moral, she had been told by others that she was a ‘crazy bitch’ but she wasn’t stupid. The woman didn’t seem like she belonged here, she didn’t seem like the type to work for Overhaul, she didn’t seem like the type to condone cell harvesting on children. But Toga knew how unfair life could be for the unfortunate and knew not to underestimate her abilities. Life took no prisoners and the innocent often adapted to survive. 

“Ne Jin, don’t you think she’s kinda cute?”

“Not as cute as you, Himiko-chan!”

She would be fun to play with

~

“Kai what the fuck is wrong with you.” 

“I am unaware of what I have done wrong.”

You knew under his stupid face mask he was smirking. His lazy eyes creased at the corners, he was having too much fun watching your outburst. It was not often that you gave in to your emotions but Kai always knew how to stir your pot in the worst way possible. You slammed your hand on his desk and grabbed the beak of his mask yanking it towards your face. You glared him down burning holes through his skull, he lazily gazed back at your’s unfazed. 

“I don’t want anything to do with those villains, they ruined us, give them to Hari, at least he tolerates them.”

“I thought you were most fitting for the job, Yasuko.”

“Well, you thought wrong, shit-stick. So leave me be”

Kai sighed and shook his head. 

“You have always given in to emotions too easily, you’re going to get premature wrinkles if you keep on scowling like that.”

He caressed the side of your face, fingertips barely brushing the surface of your skin. For a second you were caught up in the nostalgia, his eyes looked kinder and his face much younger. But the illusion dissipated as quickly as it appeared. 

“Your oily fingers will make my skin break out, hands-off.” 

“Alright my dear cyclamen, you win,” He let out a chuckle “I will ask Nemoto to take over.”

You let go of his mask, releasing the breath you didn’t know you were holding in. You both stood in the comfort of silence for a moment, carefully considering how you were going to bring up the next topic. 

“I know you’re worried about Eri.” 

He always knew how to read you like a book. It was almost sad how little privacy you were granted while around him.

“The league knows about the source and may target her for their benefit. Toga asked me about her whereabouts” 

Kai paused thoughtfully, he didn’t anticipate that the league would be in possession of such information, though he couldn’t say that it was completely unexpected. The intentions of the league were still hazy so it was best not to take any chances. 

“We’ll move Eri to the Hakata ward base, Haruki will look after her there for the time being. We’ll move her back in one week if nothing suspicious arises.” 

You inclined your head in agreement and made your exit. You would miss seeing the child for a while but it was definitely for the best. Haruki was the old head of the Hakata ward sub-clan. He was in his mid-50s and had greying hair grown out to meet his shoulders. He was one of the old man’s closest friends and his loyalty towards the Hassaikai was unparalleled. Eri would be safe there, he was a stern man but he had a soft spot reserved for his dear friend’s granddaughter. 

“Yasuko-chan!”

The devil. 

“Ne ne where are you going I’m so bored.”

Toga was leaning on the concrete wall, hands crossed on her chest, she looked almost dangerous but her childish demeanour prevented any real alarm to sound in your head. She was like a cat, she came and went as she pleased and never listened to anyone, her cute exterior masked the claws sheathed under the fluff.

“Good afternoon Toga-san, I have a few errands to run for Kai this morning out of the base so I won’t be sticking around for too long” 

“Maaaaaa, I hate it here! I just want to go outside and grab some takoyaki!” 

“Takoyaki does sound really nice right about now.”

Himiko supposed her path of a villain was somewhat predetermined by her quirk. There was no way anyone with a lust for blood could be a civilian, and never a hero. She always wondered what type of life she would’ve led if she hadn’t killed Saito and drank his blood. It wouldn’t have been as gratifying as her life was now, being able to satisfy her cravings for blood whenever she pleased. She supposed she missed her parents and her younger siblings, she missed walking the streets with her middle school friends without having to stick to the shadows and evade pro heroes that littered the streets. A normal life sounded nice compared to constantly being on the run, that’s why she couldn’t understand why this woman didn’t choose that life.

“Yasuko-chan, why did you give up your life as a civilian to be here? You don’t really look like you belong here y’know.”

From what the files Shigaraki had given her said, she was the medic of the organisation and had a regeneration quirk. From that and the short interaction before, she couldn’t see why she was living in an underground labyrinth participating in illegal activity.

“Toga-san, my life was never mine to choose.” 

Oh? That was something she didn’t expect. 

“Now tell me why you villains exist to ruin everything society has built for your own pleasure.”

Toga was a villain. Villains ruined the Hassakai. Villains were the reason Kai became who he was. Villains were the reason your father was put under a coma. 

“I don’t know why, but all I know is that all I’ve wanted was a normal life, but some things out of your control don’t allow for that, ne?” 

You didn’t expect anything serious to come out of her mouth, but you could consider this a pleasant surprise. Toga’s face was still smiling but you could tell there was something a bit more, akin to a slight sadness or longing. For a second you saw yourself in her eyes, much younger and more brash, fighting life headfirst harbouring resentment for people who were born in much better circumstances than you were. Now 26, you still held that resentment but lost your fight and became complacent to everything that happened. 

“I suppose we both share that in common.”

No one chose this life on purpose, but only the strongest would survive.

“I’ll be off now, Toga-san.”

You wondered how long you would last. 

A small box of hot takoyaki was sent to Toga’s room later that evening. 

~

As you made your way down one of the more quiet shopping districts in town, you let your thoughts wander as you watched civilians walk past you. At this time of day, only the elderly and housewives with young children were dotted around the place. Pretending to be a normal civilian was something you enjoyed to do every so often, it amused you how people walked past you oblivious to the life you led. 

“Ah, Yasuko! My favourite customer how are you, young lass?”

Nakamura Kaemon was the owner of a small mochi store you frequented. You, Hari, and Kai loved the mochi there ever since you were all brought into the Hassaikai. The old man used to bring them all together whenever work allowed and it held a bit of sentiment even now. The store had been slowly losing its customers over the years and you were probably the reason his store was still in business. Every week you would order 6 dozens for the base and secretly paying the utility bills for his shop. 

“Ah hello oji-san, things have been the same as always.” 

He disappeared into the kitchen and took out the boxes of mochi and placed it on the counter. 

“There’s an extra box here?” 

“Last week you said you missed the discontinued strawberry daifuku, so I decided to whip up a batch just for you. Don’t worry it’s free of charge.” 

You looked at the box of pink mochi and began to water at the mouth. The red bean mochi was really good but nothing compared to strawberry daifuku.

“They were the old man’s favourite weren’t they?”

Father always did enjoy eating the strawberry daifuku, Kai would always say that eating pink things were girly but the old man would always laugh and say if he was girly so be it. After he was put in his comatose state, you seemed to gravitate towards them until they were discontinued. 

“Yeah, they were.”

“Well then, I guess I’ll just have to sell them again then.”

“Thanks oji-san!”

~

After your trip to the shopping district, you came home to find a pot of red cyclamens on top of your dresser. 

Ah, Kai. 

He always teased you with the nickname cyclamen ever since you were both children. 

“Kai! Look at those flowers aren’t they pretty!” 

It was a cold winters night on the streets of Japan. It was your first winter without a roof over your head and your frail body wasn’t faring well with the cold. You and Kai were outside a florist sharing a blanket Kai had stolen from the charity shop. 

“They’re just flowers, Yasu.”

You wouldn’t hear any of it. The tiny pot of flowers that sat in the window display strangely fascinated you. You were absolutely enamoured by the little petals and the heart-shaped leaves. To be honest it was the first flowers that you had seen that were alive. 

Kai had never seen you worked up over something as menial as that and both of you had been through hell and back. 

“We can’t have flowers like that, Yasu”

“I know, but they’re so pretty!” 

Kai sighed and took out two bobby pins from his back pocket and began to pick at the padlocked door. 

“Kai! What are you doing we’re gonna get caught!”

“Then we better run fast after we get this stupid weed.”

The padlock fell and Kai quickly dashed in and out of the store and held the small pot under his arm as you both fled into the night. 

“Stupid red weed!”

The cyclamen managed to stick with you all these years and was planted in the front garden of the base as it had outgrown its pot quite a bit. It was a beautiful blooming bush that you regularly tended to whenever you had the chance. 

Eri loved the colour. 

A white folded card sat next to the pot. A message from Kai. 

“Happy birthday, Cyclamen.”

Part 3 

Masterlist of all my stuff

A/N: IF YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED SO YOU DON’T MISS PART 3 PLEASE TELL ME I don’t think anyone was waiting on this but it took me so long to write because this is the calm before the storm I guess :O. Anywho I was pleasantly surprised with how many people actually read it and liked it so thanks, I appreciate you guys a lot. The people who reblogged, I love you. I’d love to hear your feedback and talk to any of you, my asks and dms are always open. Might take a while but next chapter may be the last and its gonna be damn hard to write.

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[lovelybnhaimagines]

I loved this scenario, it’s so cute!!! If the format is weird, I apologize 😭 I write these on my phone

Midoriya Izuku

His classmates just stare at him in awe. For a while now, he’s been obsessed with a certain third year student. At first they figured Midoriya was filling out his notebook for a future hero. But...this was different.

He was mumbling to himself nothing but praise for you.

“Ummm Deku, you’re mumbling again,” Uraraka was the first to speak. Midoriya perked up, embarrassed that he’s being going on about you. He’s been trying to hide your relationship with him, but he sometimes lets it slip.

“YEAH! T-totally, I was just writing notes”

“Seems like a lot of notes.” Kaminari said, “Wow, you’ve written a lot about (Y/N. Have you been watching her a lot?”

Midoriya went silent earning a devilish grin from the lightning boy, “Someone has a crush on a third year. You really like the older women huh Midoriya?”

“N-No, it’s not like that!”

“Then what is it like?” Sero pipped in. Soon the entire class (except for Bakugou) was staring. Midoriya couldn’t handle this pressure and was starting to feel dizzy.

“I bet you like her boobs Midoriya,” Mineta said like the creep he is. Instead of embarrassment, he felt anger. He wasn’t going to let anyone objectify you like that.

“Don’t talk about my girlfriend like that!” He yelled. The room went silent. Midoriya realized what he said and was mortified. He let your relationship. He knew you wouldn’t be mad, but he knew that dating a first year was weird.

The class erupted in cheering and hollering. Kaminari and Kirishima threw their arms around him stating how cool and manly Midoriya was. This was only stopped by Aizawa walking into the class, ordering them to settle down.

Through the day, Midoriya was a recluse.

—

Midoriya was over at your dorm room. He told you everything that happened. You weren’t mad at him.

“Izuku, you don’t have to worry about your classmates. They are good people” he knew you were trying to comfort him.

“But I know word will get out to your class, and I’m worried that’ll it will hurt your chances.”

You gave a chuckle, “well, I’m a first year. You’re almost a real hero. I’ll just drag you down.”

You walked over to him, pulling him into a hug and placing a kiss on his cheek.

“I think people will be jealous that I’m dating the next symbol of freedom.”

Now, Midoriya broke out into a smile, “Thanks (Y/N)”

#bnha #boku no hero academia imagines #my hero academia #my hero academia imagines #bnha imagines #boku no hero academia #bnha imagine #izuku midoriya #izuku midoriya imagine #midoriya izuku #midoriya x rea

[just-alittle-deactivated]

Tired Morning on the Gayest Month of the Year

You woke up with lightly gently hitting your face, your chest tightening with excitement. It was your favorite month of the year. Not because of the weather, or because of anything like that. It was finally pride month, you waited all year, every year, for this month, and now you finally have someone to share it with.

You smiled gently to yourself, running your fingers across the arm slung around your abdomen. You rolled over, your face immediately greeted with a tuft of ash blond hair. You pushed it out of the way, pressing gentle kisses to Katsuki’s face until his eyebrow twitched.

“Good morning,” you smile, pressing a kiss under Katsuki’s eye.

All you got was a small groan and Katsuki pulling you closer to him. You rolled your eyes, far too excited for a lazy morning in bed.

“Happy pride month,” you whispered, your smile evident in your voice. Katsuki opened his eyes at that, lazily meeting your gaze. He raised his eyebrows at you slightly, giving a sigh.

“What’s so happy about it?”

“I finally have you to spend it with!” You beamed, pressing more kisses to his face.

“Don’t go and get sappy on me there, handsome. I’m not always pleasant to be around,” Katsuki argues, pushing your face away with the palm of his hand, making your laugh. Despite his words, you can hear him smile.

“That’s right, so you better cherish me because I’m pretty sure no other man on earth is willing to put up with your sour attitude.”

You shift over your lover, effectively straddling him to press a soft kiss to his lips. His hands fall gently to your hips, rubbing small circles on your hip bones.

“I guess you’re right,” Katsuki sighs. “I guess I am pretty lucky to have you. Now get off me you dick I gotta take a shower.”

#bnha #bnha x reader #bnha bakugou #katsuki bakugou #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou x rea #mha bakugou #reader insert #x reader #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia #my hero academia bakugou #my hero academia bakugou x reader #male reader #only gay shit this month #im so sorry this was supposed to be a request but it took a different turn #pride month tag #my writing

[fandomsonrequests]

Y’ALL I’m adding BNHA & FFXV to my fandoms :)

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[little-fairy-forest]

okay hi this only my second time making an ask so i hope it’s okay, but i noticed in one post you mentioned ireland and i got really happy since it’s been impossible for me to find fanfics and stuff with an irish s/o especially for bnha ...

so if it’s not a lot of trouble could you do bakugou, todoroki and midoriya with an irish s/o

i just feel like bakugou would love the curssing and creative comebacks and stuff

i don’t wanna sounds like i’m asking for a lot but if it makes sense like could u mention things like the way we talk and the accent (for me it’s kilkenny so south west and i live in the country)

for some reason i cant think of anything else but you can add what you want aswell since i’m guessing you are also from ireland (WHICH IM SO HAPPY ABOUT FIRST IRISH PERSON IVE SEEN THAT MAKES AMAZING FICS MWAH <3 love u

- anon c 💗

Oh my goodness my first anon-

🍀 Hello!

I've also had trouble finding stories that mention foreign readers and not from a specific place since its normally said e.g. America so I'm more then happy to make more Irish!reader content :)

Boys with an Irish! s/o

Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki, fluff

Bakugou

When he heard you speak for the first time he knew you were Irish, the accent is very well known

He liked how you casually slipped in a few curse words no matter who you were talking to

When you first joined U.A you greeting everyone normally and then you started to talk to everyone as if you known them for years, calling them "girly, babes, hun,pal" etc...

He didn't like how you gave Deku a big hug when you seen him after the weekend and gave him a very quick kiss on the cheek. Yeah, that's not happening

He asked you out and then from then on you were his little "clover" or "weird voice" or even "leprechaun" if your short

He was very concerned when you started to call Mina "my gal" he wasn't happy either poor thing didn't know that's what girls call there besties

"Why the fuck did you call racoon eyes 'my gal' or even fucking worse 'hun'?"

Yeah you had to explain that Irish people love everyone and treat them like there family even if you only met them twice.

He was amazed that you never mentioned Ireland had snack called "spice bag" or "chicken fillet roll" yeah go make it for him now please

Learned Irish to communicate with you, definitely wasn't using this incase he had to meet your family back home one day "babe we don't speak Irish every day" "tch doesn't matter it's an easy language anyway"

Has made some mental notes to take you on certain mountainous routes such as the Cliffs of Moher and Steps to heaven

All in all you two are literally joint at the hip and he is never letting you go :)

He tried to flirt once and oh god "babe your like my pot of gold at the end of the rainbow" "suki' your too big to be a leprechaun" "are you calling me fat?!"

Midoriya

When he heard you were from Ireland, he instantly looked up Irish Heroes to start a conversation with you at lunch

He loved the way you said certain words with your accent such as "water" or "three"

He was very flustered when you called him "Izuku" rather then Deku or Midoriya, he later found out that you seen him as a good friend from day one and you didn't mean to seem rude :)

Listens to you talk about Irish culture and he goes out if his way to include your culture in the dorms so you feel comfortable e.g. Having Irish tea (lions or Barry's I won't judge)

He asked you out in irish, but unfortunately he wasnt very good at the pronunciation but it was the thought that counts xo

You call him "gruaig glas" (green hair) he has no idea what that means but he thinks it's something sincere- He calls you "angel voice" and "pet"

He really wants you to bring back Irish hero merch back from when you visit home, and of course you do complete with an Irish heros book over the years and a matching notebook :)

He asks All Might if he has ever been to Ireland and if he has ever met any heros

Loves the look of the 'claddagh ring' and he buys you one for your anniversary x

Really like the wacky woolies merch, has a mug and a teddy :) (so cute-)

Asks his mom to make you Irish soda bread, and yes it was amazing!

His way of flirting was a cute attempt "You should kiss me like the Blarney stone because...em...oh no I forgo-" "because it gives you the gift of the gob?" "Eh y-yeah.."

Todoroki

Thought you were an angel with your accent, seriously he could be lulled to sleep

He didn't know how to get close to you since Japanese and Irish culture are very different

He decided to ask if you have tried many Japanese foods here yet and you said no, cue this slick mf asking you out on a date ;)

He is stuck by your side like a little lamb <3 your new nickname given by the class are little bow peep and their little lamb :,)

He loved the sound of the harp, he played it to help him sleep

It takes him a while to understand the slang you might say "your friends new bird? What kind?" "Oh! Sorry shouto my friends new 'bird' is his girlfriend" "his girlfriend? But she isnt an animal, unless her quirk-" "sho baby its slang"

He loves listening to Myths and Legends stories from Irish mythology, his favourite would be 'Oisín and Tír na nóg"

Tried Sheppard's pie, he liked it but soba still has a place in his heart

Fuyumi loved talking about anything to do with Ireland with you since she never really got to travel with taking care of her siblings and schoolwork

Endeavor, wasn't the happiest that shouto wasn't dating a Japanese girl (honestly endeavor just seems racist-) so it took him a while to get use to you...

Rei loved you! Seriously she loved the clovers you brought her. She loved hearing about your life back at home <3

Shouto really loves you for who you are and not where your from, this man is a simple man really :) just once you can make cold soba ;)

Thank you anon c 💗

Please sent me requests it helps me know what exactly people want me to write rather then just writing something no one will read :)

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[just-mirko]

BINARY  

BNHA HACKER AU - CHAPTER 5

MASTERLIST

Mirko x F!Reader

Warnings: i got carried away. umm a little blood. a little fighting. 

WC: 2.2k

(A/N: this one is dedicated to @sushi044123 thank you for the little message, things like that always make me wanna write more <3)

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I went to sleep quickly. I woke up early. I slept well. The next day started fine. I made coffee and pondered over the empty desk once more. I was ignorant.

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             I would have never suspected any change when I stepped out into the halls and began walking to class. While on my way there, I met with Mirko, who was wearing casual yoga pants and a loose tank top. Along with that was a black bomber jacket that adorned her shoulders Her long, flawless platinum hair was pulled into a long brain. Even when put up, her hair reached her waist.

             The hood of the jacket was once again, over her head, and… once again… seemed to be hiding something. Eh never mind maybe shes a catgirl. You can never really judge.

             Soon every student had congregated in the classroom. It was a stark contrast to the nice elegant theme of the main room. Instead, we were in the penthouse at the top of the large building we entered on the first day. The elegant and crisp post-sunrise glow filled the room which was almost fully surrounded glass windows. Maybe only four other skyscrapers challenged the height of the one we were in.

             I walked up to one of the windows, noticing a slight mature difference as the glass was icy cold and on the other side, was covered in a thin layer of mist. Even as someone who isn't afraid of heights, looking down at the world below which was engulfed in a thin layer of grey fog, overcame me with fear. To think that this thin layer of glass would protect me from the bustling world below.

             How strange. We were hidden from society. The outcasts who preferred to be anonymous robin hoods than gaudy and fake heroes. But with 3 of the four walls in this room window, I felt as though I was on display to the whole world. A steel pedestal specially made for all of us.

             After admiring the view, I stole a glance at Mirko. Unlike me, she didn't look at the ground below, but above, up to the clouds which we so very close. They never looked that large from the city floor.

             “Students! You’re finally here!” A chipper and high squeaky voice alerted me. My footsteps were short as I stepped back from the side of the room. The students turned to the short little mouse. Small groups had formed, mostly of 2-3 people awkwardly standing next to each other from a partial distance…

              for that one wooden guy and the blonde. They were standing pretty close-

             “You can all remove your masks now! They were a temporary thing, now that new have completely erased all traces of who you were previous to this school, you are perfectly safe from outsides and other students. As far as the world knows, you currently don't exist.”

             His sweet attitude didn’t deter me from the almost translucent threat in his voice. Hesitantly, people began to take them off and reveal their faces. After about half the classroom had removed theirs, I undid the ribbon that held it to my head and let it fall into my hand. A tingle of cool metal spread on my skin. I placed it on the ground next to my feet and glanced up at my peers.

             Most fit what I expected, they were still strangers, but now I had a chance at remembering them.

             A rush of embarrassment coursed up into my brain when I took the liberty to Look up at Mirko, I traced my gaze over her face and her perfect features while she took me in as well. Our eyes met for a second too long while I drowned in a crimson abyss. My cheeks almost flushed the same shade as her eyes. I turned away and heard her quietly chuckle:

             “cute”

             Now I was red.

             “Now that we have had time to familiarize ourselves to the minimum, I would also like to say the same for quirks!”

             Mirko’s flashed a wide grin, canines showing.

             “You are all now safe to show quirks, as that has also been cleaned from reality.”

             In my peripheral vision was a quick flash of dirty blonde. When I glanced over, Hawks turned his head away, a distant look. I didn’t look away though, and if he was as smart as he acted, he noticed. The daggers I was shooting from my eyes aimed at the briefcase in his hand.

             “So, my little criminal prodigies, though many of you are already masters in your main craft, we want to reach past those horizons-”

             He cleared his throat and redirected my attention to his short stature. With a sigh he continued;

             “Those horizons being combat, tactical, hardware engineering, and friendship! Within the combat course, we will be going over-” I felt a short soft tap on my shoulder. It was Mirko.

             “in tactical we want to utilize your current stren-”

             “Hey, pssst”

             She whispered, but when I turned to her she was still looking ahead to Nezu. Ruby eyes glowing in the ethereal morning light.

             “engineering will be taught for obvious rea-”

             Her hand brushed across mine and my heartbeat quickly spiked. The ghost of her touch remained on the back of my wrist even when she moved. Mirko’s gaze was still stagnant, but in a hushed tone she quietly mumbled,

             “This was in your jacket’s hood”

             Her knuckles bumped into mine once more, though they were more demanding, silently telling me to open my hand. There was a moment of confusion when something extremely soft was placed in my hand. It was light, and there was no weight to it. Soft and light. Closing my fingers around it, I brought it up and looked at it while I was cupped in my grasp.

             A single red feather and a tiny one as that sat in my palm; soft and warm. Hawks. Whatever emotion I was feeling numb all my other senses. Was it fear? Anger? A little confusion. There was some kind of shuffling around me that was dulled by my thoughts. Nezu probably gave the class some kind of directions, as they were talking among themselves. In short sentences and simple words. Surface level stuff.

             Across the classroom, Hawks moved to chat with a tall guy with white hair that fell over his shoulders. He seemed knowingly more anxious now. His hand was fidgeting at his side. He knew I had the feather, but he wasn’t looking at me? Could he feel through them? It would make sense, seeing as he could control them at will.

             Turning the feather in my hand I saw him physically tense up a little bit. Brushing the vane (the soft part of a feather) with one of my fingers, his hand stilled, his actions were choppy as he laughed with the other guy. Oh, he knew what I was doing. I dropped it to the ground and turned to Mirko, a little smile on my face, she had one too. I was about to talk about the feather with her when she shot me a knowing look and a curt shake of her head.

             “What are we doing again?” I sheepishly asked, having zoned out the whole assembly.

             “Pairing up for combat assessments, you're with me.” She playfully nudged my shoulder when I groaned, annoyed.

             When I looked down at my shoes distraughtly I could see the little feather blowing softly away from me in Hawk’s direction. For good measure I stepped on it and crushed it beneath my feet, relishing in the wince I could see him make as he as stretching for warm-ups.

             Mirko at the least seemed amused at what I was doing with Hawks but still wanted to begin training. She was practically bouncing on the balls of her feet in excitement.

             “So basically, we get five minutes to spar with any technique we want, no biting, clawing, hair pulling, dirty plays- and then we fight there.”

             She motioned over her shoulder to black mats in the center of the room. The borderline feral look in her eyes makes me feel way to arou-scared to fight her. (Woah there Clarissa this is a family-friendly account).

             “Wait are you s-serious? Fight each other?” I stumbled out. She was a foot taller than me and more fit.

             “Aww c’mon, I’ll go easy on you, whoever is immobile first wins?”

             “I guess.”

             ‘You can do this (y/n)’ I had to say to myself, though it wasn’t that convincing. I've done kickboxing before, so I readied myself into a prep stance. My legs were a little farther apart than my shoulders, and my hands were loose fists in front of my torse. I instinctively bent my knees and began swaying a little to prepare. I wasn’t going to throw the first fight.

             Mirko was turned around, removing her jacket to reveal toned arms that flexed as she placed it on the ground. I gulped.

             “Are you ready Bunny?” She inquired, calmly, even relaxed.

             “Whenever you are” I replied with confidence. I can do this.

             Her hand reached up to the beanie that was sat atop her head. Before touching it though she looked over her shoulder to stare me down. “Are quirks on the table?”

             This was a variable I hadn’t expected, but I wasn’t going to let that phase me.

             “Bet.” I softly smiled and she aggressively smirked.

             “Okay Bunny,” She paused, turning towards me and throwing the hat to the ground,

             “Lets fight”

             Ears sprang up from her perfect hair and she lunged at me with incredible power, her leg aimed right towards my torso. I was shocked by the ears. A rabbit quirk? I didn’t have time to think when she landed a solid kick on the side of my hip.

             Ouch

             Her style of fighting was low and she probably intended to wipe me out, so I would have to aim for her upper body to counter.

             “Oh shiiii-” I quickly dodged to the left, using my arm to block her leg and push it the other direction.

             I tried to get closer and close the gap as she seemed like a mid-distance fighter. Ducking under her swinging leg that was in a circular high kick I tried knocking her to the ground with a punch to her shoulder, that should send her off balance, but she caught my hand and kicked out the back of my legs. My knees hit the floor and I was temporarily stunned. I recovered with a quick little roll the hopped up.

             I faked out a right hook and grabbed her blocking arm, and attempted to get her in a headlock. She was ahead of me though. Once I tried to wrap my arm about her neck-

             A firm grasp settled on my wrist and pried back my hand at an excruciatingly painful angle. I hissed through my teeth and let go, holding my hand which was sharply stinging with pain. A little bit harder and I would have tapped out and forfeited the match.

              Just as I looked back up to attempt to cut my losses and aim for her head, she was running towards me. My legs were thrown out from beneath me and the breath was knocked out of my lungs, making breathing difficult. She sat on my stomach, effectively weighing me down, I couldn't get up anymore. I blindly swung a punch, hoping it would hit something that would give me leverage.

             My fist connected with her upper lip. She didn’t budge from above me though, in fact, she pressed down harder as she sat on my stomach. Each breathe getting more and more labored.

              She pinned me to the ground, one hand holding my arms above me, the other reaching up towards her lip. Red came back on her fingers.

             “Fuck (y/n) that hurt like a bitch.”

             Her grip on my hands tightened to a bruising hold that pushed my wrists together and dug them into the sparring mat. The previous sprain I suffered roared by to life and a groan resonated in my chest. That drew a dry laugh from her, obviously it was painful though. Her hand slammed next to my head, lowering herself a little closer to me. We were both tired and panting. My entire back was throbbing from being so aggressively pushed to the ground.

             She gazed at my face with indistinguishable emotion. Her teeth were barred in a mix between a grimace and a smile. The blood that was smeared beneath her mouth where I had injured her; the red blood matched her wild eyes.

“I win,” She said quietly...

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