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daisynik7 · 5 months

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Men who are just too fucking tired.

He comes home, shoulders hunched as he shuffles through the front door, eyes bloodshot and heavy from exhaustion. He sees you beaming at him, uplifting his spirit just enough to return a weak smile as he presses a kiss to your lips. It’s in the croak in his throat, the lack of spring in his step, the way he slumps into your embrace, in desperate need for a fucking break.

You’d do anything for your man, and right now, you don’t want him to think anymore. You want to empty his brains, clear his mind of stress, ease the worries out of his otherwise strong and sturdy body that’s been withered down mentally. He doesn’t say it explicitly, but you know he wants it. He needs it.

So, you give it to him. You take control tonight, leading him into the bedroom, coaxing him to relax against the pillows while you do all the work. He could fall asleep this instant if it wasn’t for his pretty plaything performing a private striptease for him. It gives him life to see you naked at the foot of the bed, nipples peaked, eyes wide with lust, removing his own clothes now. You tease the erection growing in his boxers as you shimmy his pants off, palm brushing against the bulge. He sucks in a breath, heart racing with anticipation and excitement, lifting his arms to help you hoist his shirt off. He pulls you in for a kiss, languid and sloppy, letting you explore his mouth. And he doesn’t say it. He doesn’t have to it, especially when his fingers toy with your throbbing clit. He wants a taste of you. That’s what he craves the most when he’s tired like this.

You straddle his face, lowering yourself slowly until your pussy meets his mouth, his tongue quick to swirl around your clit. He doesn’t rush, doesn’t need to. He likes savoring you like this. Doesn’t have to think about anything else, just his lips on this sweet cunt of yours. And when it begins to be too much for you, he can’t help but smile, finding the smallest boost of energy to squeeze your ass cheeks and bounce you on his face as you approach your orgasm.

He watches you carefully as you slide down his body, sinking onto his hard cock. He moans, low and guttural, when you rock your hips back and forth on his lap, riding him. The tension in his body has faded, and all he can think about now is how fucking good you feel around him. With his eyes closed, getting lost in the pleasure, he whimpers, “Please.”

He’s too cute, begging like this. And you don’t have the heart to tease him, something you might do if you were feeling particularly naughty. No, right now, you’re going to give him exactly what he wants, what he needs. You throw your ass back, swallowing his entire length with each stroke, waiting for that euphoric sensation of his cock pulsing inside you, shooting his hot load deep into your womb.

He's completely drained now as he reaches his arms towards you, what little energy he has left reserved to cuddling you lovingly until he falls asleep, finally at peace.

Shouta Aizawa, Choso Kamo, Detective Tsukauchi, Kishibe, Levi Ackerman, Nanami Kento, Reiner Braun + your favorite tired man who needs a fucking break

#LOL yes this is inspired by that post I made earlier #aizawa smut #choso smut #tsukauchi smut #kishibe smut #levi smut #nanami smut #reiner smut #I've never done one of these before so idk how else to tag #this was fun #mha smut #jjk smut #csm smut #aot smut

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nightshadow1607 · 1 year

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Kirishima: I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff.

Sero: I witnessed the dumb stuff.

Mina: I recorded the dumb stuff.

Kaminari: I joined in on the dumb stuff.

Bakugou: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!!

Iida: You need to stop with this jaywalking

Bakugou: Miss me with that gay shit

Iida: What 'gay shit'? THE LAW??

Vigilante Shinsou: Are you sure this is the right direction?

Informant Kaminari: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest!

Vigilante Izuku: In that case, we're definitely lost.

Vigilante/Villain Izuku: It goes against my moral compass

Shinsou: Your moral compass is a FUCKING ROULETTE WHEEL

Kendo: Do you know where Monoma is?

Shiozaki: Off somewhere. Disappointing God

Villains: You're violent

Vigilante Izuku: Yeah, but I'm short so it's cute

Tsukauchi: You have the right to remain silent

Villain Izuku: But do I have the ability

Vigilante Izuku: Don't worry, I have a couple knives up my sleeve

Aizawa, concerned: You mean cards

Vigilante Izuku: Nope

Bakugou: How's the biggest asshole in the world doing?

Shinsou, not looking from his cellphone: I don't know, Bakugou. How are you today?

Bakugou: Fuck you, Eye-bags

Izuku: Do not tell Aizawa-sensei about this

Todoroki: You want me to LIE to Aizawa-sensei?

Izuku: It- It's okay! You don't have to-

Todoroki "ride or die" Shouto: Oh, no, I'm going to

Kurogiri: have a good day

Shigaraki: don't tell me what to do

Young Dabi: Dear diary

Young Dabi: My teen angst bullshit now has a bodycount

Eri: I made a marshmallow Aizawa-san. His arms are crossed because the other marshmallow make him annoyed. Do you like it?

Aizawa, choking up: It's fine

Aizawa to Class 1-A (+ Shinsou): If I'd ever had a child, I imagine they might have been something like you... which is perhaps why I've never had kids

Bakugou: And how do you think you can stop me?

Izuku: I'll tell All Might

Bakugou:

Bakugou: You sick bastard

incorrect quotes because why not? (part 8)

sorry for the delay ;-;

#kirishima eijirou #sero hanta #ashido mina #kaminari denki #bakugou katsuki #iida tenya #shinsou hitoshi #vigilante izuku #itsuka kendou #shiozaki ibara #detective tsukauchi #todoroki shouto #kurogiri #shigaraki tomura #dabi #mha eri #aizawa shouta #dadzawa #incorrect qoute bnha

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timdrakesmother · 12 days

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Naomasa Tsukauchi’s Quirk and How Horikoshi Could Fuck Us Over With It: A Shower Thought

So I was thinking about how fanon often times makes little details about characters and everyone just rolls with it, to the point that if you told someone it’s not canon they’d be in genuine shock.

Example: Tsukauchi’s “quirk”

Now, anyone that’s read any MHA fanfiction with our favorite detective in it knows that his quirk is lie detector

Except it isn’t

Tsukauchi’s quirk has never been revealed in canon, someone just made it up one day and everyone took it as canon.

(I find this so funny because everyone in the MHA fandom has subconsciously agreed on the specifics of his quirk, from its name to how it detects things to what it detects.)

Now, onto my shower thought:

Since Tsukauchi’s quirk has never been confirmed, in reality it could be a myriad of things.

In other words, Horikoshi has a myriad of ways to fuck us over should he confirm Tsukauchi’s quirk

I think the best way that he could do this is to make Tsukauchi quirkless.

Not only would it portray how the quirkless actually exist in society and how they’re treated as adults in present time, but it would also make multiple things in canon better.

The main example that I thought of with this is All Might’s first meeting with Izuku, especially considering how many people hate on AM for telling Izuku he couldn’t be a hero (which in my opinion was fair, but go off ig).

The amount of fics I’ve read where Izuku offs himself or becomes a vigilante because of All Might telling him he should be a police officer instead—

Anyway, that’s a rant for another day.

If Tsukauchi was quirkless, this would change everything about how All Mights words to Izuku should be perceived.

Imagine AM meeting a bright eyed quirkless kid with a fierce need to help people and immediately thinks of one certain detecive friend, so when asked if the kid could be like him, wanting to spare the kid from heartbreak and the stresses of being a hero, tries to set the boy on the same path of said friend, who to All Might is a hero in his own right.

Izuku: Can I be a hero like you, even if I don’t have a quirk?

All Might: *in pain because of hero work* *doesn’t want kid to deal with this shit* uh no not really

All Might: *thinks of his best friend who’s super cool and just like the kid* but you could be a hero in other ways, like a police officer!

All Might: *begrudgingly because his friend is awesome and people should know that* they don’t get nearly as much credit or popularity as they should, but they still do good, honest work!

All Might: *happy that he’s sent a find young man his friend’s way*

Izuku: *dreams crushed* *eyeing the edge of the building*

#mha #naomasa tsukauchi #detective tsukauchi #mha tsukauchi #quirkless #all might #bnha #mha theory #yagi toshinori #ass might #Dadmight #I love all might so this should be canon #shower thoughts #canon vs fanon

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greenhappyseed · 1 year

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MHA Ch.385 leak reactions:

Mt Lady falls first, and I could swear Horikoshi is trying to troll us all for thinking he’d kill another female pro hero.

AFO takes out Machia with a freakin laser beam (but is it a belly button laser???)

Oh hey, Mineta’s there.

AFO takes out Dark Shadow and flattens poor Tokoyami (he’s alive, but unconscious, and AFO wants his quirk)

AFO is taking damage but rewinding/healing quickly.

AFO TOUCHES HAWKS AS HAWKS STABS HIM IN THE HEART LIKE A VAMPIRE, BUT A PIERCED CHEST DOESN’T STOP AFO (another inneresting AFO-Bakugo parallel!!!)

AFO also chokes the chicken Hawks. He really likes that force choke move — we’ve seen it a few times now from AFO and TomurAFO (MORE parallels….)

Maybe Red Bull gave AFO wiiiings? Nope, AFO stole Hawks’s Fierce Wings quirk. (But that means AFO now has a Hawks vestige inside him, hehehe….)

Hawks says it’s unfair AFO’s number of quirks isn’t decreasing? How would he know? Is Hawks trying to stall and keep AFO talking? Or is his vestige communicating with him?!?!?!

Is Mineta the last one standing to face AFO? OH MY GOD, IT’S AFO vs MINETA AND MINETA WITH THE SACRIFICE PLAY — HE’S YELLING TAKE MY STICKY BALLS AND NOT DARK SHADOW!

AFO uses the moment to escape and head towards Shigaraki when…….

Cut to the evacuees, where Natsuo prepares to protect Rei and Fuyumi (awwwww) because the shelters stopped moving and La Brava doesn’t know why (cue Tsukauchi aging another 5 years). Inside the shelters some people are watching the livestream of the battle, so they know what’s happening. AFO’s spies make their move in the shelters and they’re stopped by the combo of Gunhead, Kendo and Tetsutetsu from 1B, and Death Arms (back on duty for the moment)!

Death Arms talks about how a “thorny path” awaits him…which is exactly what AFO’s hologram message told Izuku after Nagant….and what Iida said to Nezu and Endeavor. Given that Death Arms didn’t move a muscle to rescue Bakugo from the slime villain in Chapter One, it’s good that he got his “my body moved on its own” moment.

WE END WITH STAAAAAIIIIIIINNNNNN IN KAMINOOOOOO!!!!!!!! HE IS WATCHING SHOTO AND IIDA!!!!!!!

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neonscandal · 4 months

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In the midst of all out war, All Might readies himself to enter the fray against All For One.

Tsukauchi, desperately through comms: All Might, you can't! You're not built for this anymore. We can't lose the Symbol of Peace like this!

All Might, looking back nostalgically for what may be his last monologue: My students have lended themselves toward this outcome, I will stop him here. Of course I want to be remembered as a hero. But this world doesn't need a Symbol of Peace with the earnest bravery those young heroes have shown. You're in good hands. But if those kids, those zygotes, can remember me as a good teacher along with all the lessons I bestowed-

*Record Scratch* Feral Deku's neck snaps in the direction of All Might and AFO. Present Mic and Aizawa's descent down the wormhole pauses. Dynamight's eyes shoot open. In unison: Wait a minute, did he think he was a good teacher???

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shdo-xplosion · 1 year

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11. 💙 QUID PRO QUO - k. bakugou

power imbalance, manipulation, coercion, forced blow job. this actually turned a little darker than i planned, so sorry! in fact, to be safe, i’m going to call this non-con.

@touyatodorokislut’s event ask!

Doing this right behind the police station probably isn’t a great idea, but Bakugou can’t help himself, especially with the threat of never running into you again hanging over his head.

You’re so cute, still visibly shaken by the attempted villain attack that Bakugou had saved you from. He was only too happy to go to the station with you after all was said and done, give report to Tsukauchi while reassuring you that you were safe. It was all over.

Little did you know the plans he had for you. Or the hard on he’s been hiding since picking you up off the ground and carrying you to safety.

He can’t remember the last time he’d felt such a primal attraction to someone so quickly—without knowing anything about them. But something about you has him short of breath and hot all over.

So he ushers you into the alley after the report is written up, sweet talks you for a little bit, and then lowers his voice.

“That rescue was pretty taxing, ya know. Kinda feels like you owe me one.”

You laugh quietly, but Bakugou can tell you’re nervous. Whether it’s because of the attack or the dark or him looming over you, he’s not sure.

“Yeah, I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t shown up,” you admit. “If I could tip you for saving me I would, but…”

“You don’t gotta give me money,” he snickers.

“Well, I’m a pretty good cook!” you try. “I can drop off some food at your agency, make you and your sidekicks lunch for a few days?”

Fuck, you’re adorable. And naive. It makes Bakugou’s dick twitch.

“Nah, that’s okay. We all stay pretty well fed.”

You blink at him, apprehensive when you ask, “what… what can I do for you then? As a thank you…” He thinks you have a vague idea of where this might be going, so maybe you’re not as innocent as he thought.

“Nothing much. Just help me unwind after a long shift.”

You gulp. He smirks.

“I, um… I don’t really know what…”

Bakugou takes a step toward you, his voice all gravel when he suggests (more like commands), “how ‘bout you get on your knees for me?”

Your eyes are wide, a glimmer of fear lighting them up brighter than any of the street lamps.

“Come on, sweetheart. I’ll make it quick.”

“But, I—my boyfriend…”

“He doesn’t have to know. And remember… you owe me,” he grins, slowly beginning to unbuckle his belt.

Bottom lip trembling, you stare at him for a little longer as if you can change his mind with nothing more than a look, but when Bakugou doesn’t budge you nod to yourself, take your cardigan off to lay on the asphalt, then kneel on it. Smart. Your knees will be bruised, but at least they won’t be bloody.

You wet your lips when Bakugou pulls his throbbing cock free, and when he guides his tip into your waiting mouth he can feel that it’s dry with panic. Doesn’t matter. One sudden thrust just a little too deep makes you gag, saliva immediately pooling into your mouth.

“There we go, that’s a good pet.”

Tears are already gathering at your waterline, falling when Bakugou starts moving his hips. He puts a rough hand on the back of your head to hold you in place so that he can set his own pace. He alternates between shorter thrusts that make the ridge of his cock pop in and out of your lips, putting pressure just where he likes it, and fucking deep enough for his tip to slide into your tight throat.

You feel so good, muscles constricting when you gag on his length. Drool leaks from the corners of your mouth, dripping down your chin. The sound is what’s really getting him off, though, the lewd schlick schlick like music to Bakugou’s ears. In and out, in and out, harder, faster—he’s using both hands to hold your head now, hips pistoning as he feels the white heat growing inside of him.

“Feel so good, taking my cock like a pro,” he grunts. Pro is a loose term, though. You’re struggling just like everyone else does, shoulders heaving with gags every time he pushes in too deep. Your whole face is drenched now, spit and tears and Bakugou’s own pre he keeps wiping on your lips.

“M’about to cum,” he warns. “You gonna be good an’ swallow for me? Be my biggest fan, yeah?”

He holds your head tightly as he climaxes, groaning and shoving his cock deeper into your throat. He can feel you try to pull back, but he won’t let you, and he feels your throat tighten around him as you’re forced to swallow.

“Good, good, drink it all, baby.”

And, you do. Every last drop until Bakugou is spent. He pulls out of your mouth with a huff, falling back against the wall as you scramble to your feet.

After you wipe your face as best you can, you glare at him and spit, “do me a favor and never save me again.”

event masterlist ✿

#doves welcome event ✿#bakugou smut #bakugou x reader #tw coercion #bnha x reader #tw dark content #tw noncon

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thebnha-auhoard · 11 months

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Crack au where everything is the same but Tsukauchi, Yagi, Hisashi, and Inko are all married

They’ve been married before Izuku was born and honestly this just means that Izuku has 3 dads and a mom. He’s going to learn so much out-of-pocket things and so much things about the criminal justice system and heroics. It’s great.

Izuku is going to learn about heroics, police work, the law, and finance. He’s going to learn so much and he’s going to be such a bean.

This also means that Bakugou is going to go and know immediately that Yagi is All Might. Yeah it’s supposed to be a secret but Kacchan is Izuku’s best friend! They can both keep a secret.

Naturally, this leads to Bakugou now doubling down on becoming Number 1 with the added bonus of his second dream being to beat up the Number 1 Hero

Other things include:

-Izuku and Melissa Shield meeting each other because of Yagi taking him to visit David and the two of them becoming best friends almost immediately. It’s great and from then on they regularly video call each other and Izuku always comes to Yagi’s visits to David

-Good parents Hisashi, Inko, Naomasa, and Toshinori that’s important. That’s very important.

-Bakugou constantly talking shit about All Might and saying that he’s an average hero. He eats dinner with the Midoriya family every day.

-Actually just go and take all of Bakugou’s energy on bullying Midoriya and put that on Yagi. Bakugou’s new target is to take the spot of Izuku’s Hero Dad and make sure that he fucking retires early because Bakugou. That old man better watch his back because every time that man stops Bakugou is getting closer.

-Sir Nighteye being that weird uncle that you kind of just have around. He gets better but for a while Izuku and Katsuki told him that his vibes are terrible and to get out of their house

-Gran Torino being that Grandpa that would go and let you do all the irresponsible shit. He keeps the kids safe but boy oh boy there has been several instances of a heart attack

-Midoriya Inko being a kid of All For One, a result of a One-Night Stand. She cut contact with him a while ago don’t worry. She would go and rip out one of his glands with her Quirk if he ever contacts her again

-Now please imagine All For One finding out that the All Might, the Detective that helped All Might, and the the most Average Man in exsitance all are married to his Daughter.

-Shinsou Hitoshi also being a kid of All For One, this time on purpose. Don’t worry he runs away and meets Tsukauchi. In fact you can read a fic about it here. (Many Kudos to Mod Boreal and their Writing.)

-Izuku still getting One For All not because of the fact he’s All For One’s Grand Kid but because he display qualities of being truly heroic. He wants to be a hero and wants to save as many people as he can, no matter the cost

-No one in the class knowing who Izuku’s dads are and thinking it’s just Inko

-Naturally, Katsuki’s goes and spreads rumors that Izuku’s dads are in America for “work”. Izuku is screaming inside because that actually is correct. Hisashi is in America for work but not Naomasa and Toshinori!

-Izuku says this but he starts calling Toshinori “dad” whenever he can. The man coughs up blood every time Izuku says it

-In the corner, Todoroki Shouto starts making conspiracy theory boards.

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mikasa-imadebiscults · 7 months

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Can I get a dadzawa comfort fic where the readers mom was a villian and dad was actually good and they recently had to fight there mom when they escaped police and after beating her reader has a meltdown in the dorm commen area in the middle of the night

🍁

(Hello, 🍁 Anon!! I really hope you enjoy this, I’m kinda proud of this fanfic)

A Good Person..

(Warning: This is PLATONIC, swearing, and mentions of injuries)

The school day went by painfully slow, seconds felt like minutes and minutes felt like hours. You were in English class, tapping your pencil against the desk lightly as you listened to Present Mic teach about todays grammar lessons until Principal Nezu’s voice came on the intercom.

“Y/N L/N, please report to my office, I repeat, Y/N L/N please report to my office. Thank you.”

You were confused by this, why would Principal Nezu want to speak with you out of all people? You put your pencil down and got up from your desk, your fellow classmates giving you confused and concerned looks as you walked by.

You arrived at the Principal’s office and knocked on the door, opening it when you heard Nezu’s voice give you permission to come on in.

When you walked in you saw a couple police officers standing in the office while Principal Nezu was sitting down on his chair. “Have a seat, L/N.” Nezu calmly said, gesturing to the chair in front of him.

A man with short hair stepped closer to you, “My name is Detective Tsukauchi, we found out what happened to your mother.” He said, looking at you with empathetic dark eyes.

“Is everything alright? Is she okay?” You questioned, concern lacing your voice as you saw the detective’s facial expression. You hadn’t seen your mother in a few months now, you and your father were scared for her well-being so you guys filed a missing person report.

“Well I’m very sorry to inform you but it turns out that your mother is a villain. She committed about twenty counts of murder, six counts of arson, and possession and use of illegal Quirk enhancing drugs.” Tsukauchi explained.

“No..no this can’t be..” You mutter, struggling to find the right words to say.

“I know that this is most likely going to impact your mental health terribly, so I grant you permission to take a couple weeks off of school if you desire. I will inform your teachers of the situation so they are not left in the dark.” Nezu informed.

You felt tears start to build up in your eyes but you denied them to fall. You couldn’t believe it. “Thank you Principal Nezu, I think I really need that break. Is there anything else I need to know?”

....

You left Nezu’s office, it’s been about two hours. The police interrogated you, asking a few questions about your family history before allowing you to leave. The school day still hasn’t ended but you really didn’t have the energy to finish up the day so you just went back to the dorms, not even bothering to retrieve your backpack.

As you were walking outside to your dorm, you felt a strangely familiar presence nearby. Thinking that it was just paranoia, you decide to ignore it.

All of a sudden, you hear a voice from behind you, “Y/N.”

Your eyes widened at the voice, turning around quickly you saw her. You saw your mother. She looked disappointed in you, disappointed and disgusted at the looks of a future hero.

“Why mother, why would you do this?!” You exclaimed, tears threatened to fall from your eyes.

“You don’t need to know, but I need to get rid of you. You’re way too dangerous so I’m not sorry for what I’m about to do.”

Before you even had time to process a little of what she had just said, she sprinted towards you preparing for an attack. No matter who she was to you, you’re forced to fight her here and now.

You managed to swiftly dodge her attack and use your Quirk to knock her off balance and throw her off. Without any hesitation, you ran towards her at the fastest speed you’ve ever ran before and hit her hard on her neck, causing a brief loud cracking noise to fill the air and your mother to instantly lose consciousness.

You see your mother on the ground, questions started racing through your head, why in the world would she do this to you? Those questions running through your head stops when you heard the sounds of sirens. Looking behind you, you saw police cars coming to the scene.

Most likely a bystander walking by witnessed what was happening and contacted the authorities. You huff in annoyance, you were already so so tired you didn’t want to deal with the lectures that the police are gonna give you for fighting without a Heroes License.

....

You had finally arrived at your dorm room. After that shit show that happened and the long lecture from the police, you were exhausted. You take your phone from your back pocket and place it on your bedside table, you decide to take a nap for a few hours to relieve the fatigue feeling you felt.

As soon as you closed your eyes you heard your phone ring, “God dammit, can’t catch a break today.” You look at the number and it was your father.

“Hello?”

“I’ve heard about the fight between you and your mother. As you already know, the police took her to the hospital so they could treat her wounds.” He took a deep breath in before speaking once more, “I received intel that you hit her so hard that she unfortunately is now paralyzed from the spinal injury.”

What? No way in hell. This is a dream, right? This isn’t happening you are just asleep having a god awful nightmare.

“O-oh..I..see. I got to go now, bye.” You barely managed to say as your throat began to tense up. You end the call and place your phone on the bed, getting up to go to the kitchen so that you can get a drink to help with your tensed up throat.

You went to the dorm room kitchen and got a glass of water, bringing the glass up to your lips to take a sip you began to think-

How could you do this to her? Couldn’t you just have controlled yourself and gone a lot more gentle? What was fucking wrong with you? You are a terrible person. You aren’t a hero. You aren’t a human being anymore. You are a monster.

*BANG!!* The glass you were holding slipped out of your hand and shattered all over the ground, but the loud intrusive thoughts were consuming your mind. It consumed your mind so much that you didn’t even notice your homeroom teacher standing nearby.

Warm tears flooded your vision before rolling down your cheeks, your legs became more and more wobbly by the second.

“L/N-” Aizawa cut himself off as he ran towards you, catching you before you fell on the shattered glass. He walked you to the common room couches and sat you down.

“Nezu informed me of the situation with your mother so I came to check up on you. Don’t worry about making up any assignments, right now just focus on getting better.” He said, putting his hand on your shoulder.

You couldn’t say anything so you got up from the light green couch and hugged your teacher tightly, which caught him by surprise but he returned the gesture.

“I’m the whole reason why she’s paralyzed. I should’ve just ran from the fight and went to a Pro Hero but instead I seriously injured her. I seriously injured my own mother. I’m a monster.” You confess, you couldn’t even hold your own thoughts in anymore.

Aizawa’s face softened as he heard your words, “L/N, you are not a monster. You are a human being, you make mistakes and that’s normal. Take all of those mistakes and learn from them to grow stronger.”

There was silence for a minute, the only noises existing in the large room were the sounds of you sniffing and sobbing, until Aizawa spoke up.

“Listen I’m here problem child, don’t ever feel like you have to go through this alone. You have your classmates, your father, and me here if you ever need to talk.”

You wanted to say something, but couldn’t. All you could do at the moment was cry until there were no tears left. You are glad Aizawa actually comforted you instead of just saying to just calm down so you are grateful for him. Grateful that a caring and thoughtful person like Mr Aizawa is your teacher.

Masterlist

#mha scenarios #mha comfort #mha x reader #mha x y/n #aizawa shota #dadzawa #aizawa comfort #aizawa fluff #aizawa x reader #aizawa x y/n

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pocketramblr · 5 months

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5 headcanons for an AU where All might deflates in front of the crowd after defeating the sludge villain?

OOOOOOH now that's fun

1- it's quiet, for a moment, as everyone stares and tries to process what they just saw. Izuku, who saw the truth already, still is stunned for a second. And then he realizes everyone else sees too, and his feet move before he can think more about it.

2- Izuku needs everyone to stop looking at All Might as the crowd begins to murmur, shaking itself. Izuku knows that Kacchan is very good at being loud and the center of attention. So, 2+2=4, he gives Bakugou a little push into a hero and a civilian and let's that work out.

3- As the explosion begins, Izuku grabs All Might's hand and runs, down between two buildings that still smell like smoke and sewage. Mt Lady grows for crowd control, and sees where they go- but the look in their eyes makes her turn back to the crowd and block a few civilians from following. She pretends everything is normal, and she's an actress. If that really was All Might- and it had to be, she felt that power- he'll be grateful when she contacts his agency later to demand what happened. If it isn't, then she can point out that letting non-heroes follow a villainous impersonator of that power level would have been disastrous.

4- they go a few buildings further when All Might's feet drag and Izuku's burst of motion slows. He pants, and stops at the street. "Go one way, All Might, sir, I'll tell them you went the other way." He can still hear Kacchan shouting above the other voices, and Mt Lady arguing back, but they don't have a lot of time. "Yeah, no." Toshinori says, and drags Izuku instead into a store, heading for the clearance section and hats.

5- the good news is, most people had put their phones down at this point and weren't filming. The TV cameras had turned away to show the people cheering and the blond victim fine. The bad news is that some people still were filming, and the TV crew went back, catching sight of All Might's skinny back fleeing the scene as the crowd erupted. As Toshinori pays for a change of clothes for both him and Izuku, his phone starts to ring. He mutes it as they change and put on the hats. Izuku asks where they are running too, but Toshinori just goes two buildings down to a ramen shop and sits at a table. He points out that no is going to look for All Might at a restaurant a block from the crime scene, much less expect him to be casually eating there in an Endeavor hoodie and a ball cap. He thinks the bright orange FG jacket izuku is now wearing to hide his school uniform clashes horribly with the lilac beanie, but it works to make the few curls escaping to look less green. As they eat, Toshinori tells Izuku about OfA, and makes his offer. Izuku bursts into tears because he just ruined All Might's secret, revealed it to everyone, he doesn't deserve his quirk, and now that it's in the open All Might can pick someone else, the best choice. Toshinori disagrees, because all Izuku did was inspire him to save that other boy, which was more important. Izuku agrees to be his successor, numbers are exchanged, and after eating Toshinori walks him home just in case- but it seems Izuku wasn't identified, probably because Bakugou could only scream "Deku" when shoved, so Izuku gets a quiet night of pure stress to himself while Toshinori heads to ask Tsukauchi for a ride to Might Tower for a very loud and very long night of pure stress and demanding answers.

#that said. bakugou IS going to be Right Outside when Izuku leaves the next morning to demand answers.#and Izuku will apologize and say he just panicked because All Might needed help and then left when there wasn't a crowd to mob him #but like. bakugou knows Izuku isn't telling the truth. and Izuku knows he can't say ANYTHING or he'll end up saying EVERYTHING and all #anyone can talk about as school is All Might (at least they don't remember Bakugou dying in slime ten seconds prior ig)#and Bakugou can't corner Izuku for answers in school in public and suspects he can't force them out with explosions but maybe threats will #work. so izuku skips at the very end of the day so he can't be cornered twenty minutes later and so he can get a head start running to meet #Toshinori who. you know. has maybe slept two hours at the most since they last met #well. good luck to everyone there!#pocket talks to people #anon #ask game #great ask keep them coming

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class1akids · 3 months

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Do you think traitor!tsukauchi should’ve been kept or traitor!aoyama was the right choice? I think traitor!aoyama could’ve been fine but looking back at its sloppy execution, I wonder if it was a last minute decision. I can only guess that hori wanted to tie in some theme about students deciding to still be a hero despite acts of villainy but after aoyama’s fight conclusion, it didn’t work for me.

I have no problem with traitor!Aoyama, but I think in terms of pacing, it would have been better to have the reveal sometime in Act 2 (maybe around the Cultural Festival arc), when the consequences are still fresh (Bakugou's kidnapping aftermath, the dorm system, the other students being resentful, etc.).

It would have been good to have a bit longer process on what to do with Aoyama, on the class deciding or not to support him, a clash of ideas. Also, at that point Aoyama would have been quirkless alone as Deku's OFA was still a secret, which could have added some extra angst for Deku.

It felt really weak in Act 3, past the point of Deku already deciding to save Tomura. If someone who caused such mass-scale destruction, it would have felt stupid not to forgive Aoyama.

Tsukauchi to me would have been a weak choice. The Class really needed some drama and clash of ideas, also an impetus to think about who is a villain. Now of course the execution was terrible, and the plot point did not serve at all the purpose it was created for. But it's not about swapping the person, but dedicating enough time to explore the topic properly.

#c1a asks #aoyama yuuga #naomasa tsukauchi #traitor plot

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dgalerab · 1 year

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Oboro sits by Shouta's hospital bed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Of course he knows that every time they go out on patrol, there's a chance...

...

Of course he knows that. He tries to be an optimist, but in their line of work optimism needs to be colored with realism.

He just wasn't expecting to be hit with that possibility during a random class with the first years.

He'd always thought Shouta would make a good teacher, but if he's honest with himself, the UA position had been a relief in more ways than one. Less time on patrol. Less time in the thick of things.

Less time that Shouta manages to be as shitty at taking care of himself as he is competent at hero work - something they've had many a screaming argument about. (The fact that they scream at each other whenever they argue doesn't really fill the space Hizashi left behind, but Oboro still gets a sense of satisfaction every time he gets Shouta to raise his voice.)

"You really had to take on all those villains, didn't you, Shouta?" Oboro sighs to his friend's bandaged face. He can barely see one eye peeking out from between the layers of gauze, squeezed shut in a nightmare.

It doesn't surprise Oboro. Shouta's new class is loud, frantic, powerful. Of course he'd do anything to protect them. So would Oboro.

He just wishes that maybe sometimes Shouta could put himself a little bit higher up the priority list. It's not like Oboro hasn't told him a million times that he doesn't want to lose two best friends.

He shakes his head. He shouldn't be thinking of what happened to Hizashi right now. It can't be good luck to do so when Shouta is still hooked up to all these machines, both arms broken and skull fractured.

(And yet it's so hard not to.)

As if he hears Oboro's thoughts, Shouta croaks a weak, "Yamada..." beside him.

"You're not dead yet, Eraser," he reassures, leaning back to massage his neck.

He hears the heartbeat monitor speed up, and Shouta's cast thump against his arm, and when he looks down his heart skips a beat.

Shouta's good eye is wide open in horror as he struggles against his injuries and bandages to try to grab at Oboro. "He was there," he gasps. "Oboro, he was there."

"Hey, hey, calm down," Oboro says, nudging him back down before he hurts himself. "That's... That's quite the near death experience, but you're okay, you're..."

"No!" Shouta grits out. "He was there. He was at USJ."

A chill runs through Oboro. The students had mentioned some sort of sonic blast when they'd explained what had happened, but...

He shakes himself. He's not the one concussed and on pain killers here. He takes a deep breath and puts on his rescue voice.

"One of the villains had a voice quirk," he says. "It wasn't him, Shouta. You took some hits to the head so I know it all seems confusing, but..."

"I saw him!" Shouta cries, voice low and insistent. "I saw him, it was his face, his... his... It was something else but it was him."

Oboro wants to protest. Wants to insist that it's some sort of twisted near death experience, but...

He pulls out his phone and calls their contacts at the police department.

---

"You were right," Tsukauchi confirms. "There's no human DNA in the ashes you gave me."

It had been a harrowing ordeal to get them. Reassuring the Yamadas that it was probably nothing, just a strange fluke in an old case. It had already felt awful to lie to them, but now it feels worse.

This isn't nothing.

"We saw the body," Oboro says. "Over a dozen people watched him die, there's no way that..."

Tsukauchi shakes his head. "He did die. UA oversaw all that, and I know the people involved. It seems somewhere between the autopsy and the cremation, however, the body... went missing."

Oboro looks to Shouta, who's staring out the window in silence, still vaguely mummified.

"Say something," Oboro pleads.

"He had scars on his face. Bandages over his limbs, too, and claws. It was like someone replaced his arms and legs with... something else," Shouta murmurs.

"Sewed pieces of his corpse together with... what? Other corpses?"

Shouta shrugs.

Normally this is when one or the other of them would start yelling. Oboro craves that cathartsis, but...

Right now, it feels impossible.

"Is it still him?" Oboro asks.

"I think that question is above my pay grade," Tsukauchi says, not unkindly. "But we're looking into this with as much effort as we can. We'll do whatever it takes to get you answers."

With thar, he leaves them to themselves.

"The sports festival starts tomorrow," Shouta says, and Oboro thanks every god who might be listening that he doesn't have to start the conversation.

"I guess so," They've commentated every year since they started teaching, in honor of Hizashi who had begged and pleaded his way into commentating even as a first year, and then again as a second year when the first year was a mess. "I suppose that comes first, then..."

It's quiet. They usually work rather hard not to let it get this quiet unless they're on patrol and stealth is of the essence. Oboro wracks his brain for what to say.

Their eyes meet, and it becomes clear. "We're going to find him, right?" Oboro asks.

"Obviously," Shouta says.

---

They spend the next few days obsessively going over everything they know (which admittedly isn't much). They've planned for everything - how to catch him, how to test his memory, how to handle the cops if he responds, how to handle him if he doesn't.

They spend almost every waking moment pelting each other with what ifs and emergency plans.

It somewhat helps to quiet the horror as Shouta slowly heals and gets his bandages off.

They're going to figure this out. If they got through Hizashi being dead, they can get through him being... whatever he is now.

... is what he thinks until they come back from patrol one night, crashing into their respective bedrooms, only for Oboro to wake in the middle of the night to Shouta shouting for him frantically.

He grabs his quarterstaff from beside the bed and runs to Shouta's bedroom.

Ah, he thinks, as he looks up at the creature all but racing across his best friend's ceiling, tail lashing and eyes glinting green in the dark, giggling and swiping at Shouta like a small child trying to pull a cat's tail, entirely unafraid of the knife Shouta brandishes at him. Perhaps we've forgotten how much spontaneity Hizashi brought to our trio.

#bnha #erasermic #nomu!mic au

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anonauthorsworkshop · 9 months

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helloo, i stumbled upon ur mha x scp au and AHDSIHDSGISDGJ UR WRITING??? IS SO GOOD?? (also im new here hi, can i be 🎭 anon) more mha x scp au pls /nf tho

hii 🎭 anon :) i get a lot of requests for this au haha, sure!

previous part here

AU where MC is transported into the MHA universe with a SCP-summoning quirk. essentially a MHA and SCP crossover. you can read the rest of the parts under the tag #pp mha au

(note: i have never watched or read mha in my life and all of my knowledge is from fanfics and lazily googled questions! sorry in advance for any mischaracterizations or anything that just... doesn't make any sense? lol)

You lean forward, nearly falling off of your chair in the process. Squinting your eyes into narrow lines, you focus on one, crucial objective:

Trying to figure out what the hell is sitting right in front of you.

He looks like a cat, sort of. He reminds you of Josie, or, well, 529, with his feline-esque features and all.

Oh, you really should summon Josie here again sometime. It's been quite a while since you last have. That cat makes a good cuddle buddy. Even if she's missing the entire other half of her body.

You hum in thought, continuing to careen forward from your chair. No! This thing across from you is nothing like Josie. His ears look more like a bear, like 1048. Or could he be a dog? No, no... You've got it! He's definitely a rat!

Leaning back, you return to a proper sitting position and internally applaud yourself for finding the solution to your own ridiculous question. A rat, you think to yourself, face smug. Reminds me of a certain mask that drips black snot.

Wait a minute. The satisfied expression you adorn falters as you inspect the rat closer. What if it's not a rat, but a mouse?!

No, you're getting sidetracked! You take another bite of the banana you have graciously been given by your... captors? Do they count as captors if you willingly went with them?

The clearing of a throat. "Excuse me. If you could please answer the question..."

Oh, right. They're not really your 'captors,' just your interrogators, (that provide you with free food, might you add).

"What was the question again?" you ask, before not-so-elegantly stuffing the rest of the banana down your throat. You couldn't help but cave into your stomach's hunger; you haven't tasted this quality of fresh food in years! No more scavenging for meals or rummaging through garbage bins!

The man in uniform raises an inquiring eyebrow. You examine the badge attached to his right breast pocket: 'Detective Tsukauchi.'

He gestures to his side. "He asked you for your name."

Your eyes follow his hand's movements, and you find yourself gazing at the rat once more. "Oh, I wasn't paying attention." You admit shamelessly, grabbing another banana from the bowl placed before you. "I'm Y/N."

"Pleasure to meet you, Y/N." The rat smiles. You absentmindedly nod in response. "I'm Nezu, the principal of U.A. High. The man beside me is Detective Tsukauchi," you glance at the final stranger, "and this is Aizawa, a teacher at this school. He is also the one who found you. We would like to ask you some questions, as you are already aware."

"Sure," you comply, shoving another banana into your mouth. "I don't mind."

"How old are you?"

"Fifteen, I think."

"Who are your parents?"

You shrug, nonchalantly reaching for another banana. "Don't have any."

Nezu's grin widens slightly, and you watch him place a paw below his jaw. "Would you be comfortable telling us about what happened in that alley?"

Cocking your head to the side, you carefully peel off the banana's skin. "Which one?"

The detective speaks up. "The one you were found in."

Chewing another bite of your food, you tap a finger to your chin in thought. "Well, I was asleep until I heard a bunch of noise." Slowly, you turn to Nezu, replicating his ear-to-ear smile as you dramatically retell your experience.

"I looked up from my home, my beloved alleyway cardboard box, and saw two groups of people fighting. I decided to hide in my box until it was all over, but then one of them crashed into my home. They crumpled my box, and my hiding spot was revealed! The two groups started arguing about 'gang territory,' or whatever, and one of them decided to use me as a hostage and pointed a gun to my head."

You sink your teeth into your banana once more, oblivious to the horrified looks from every adult in the room.

"Oh, but it was fine," you casually continue, mouth half-full, "since, you know, I took care of it and all."

"When you say that you 'took care of it,'" the detective asks cautiously, "do you mean that you used your quirk?"

"My... quirk?" You scratch the back of your neck. "I guess it's my quirk? Don't know too much about 'quirks,' to be honest. I've never been to a doctor, or whatever specialist you go to for checking those out."

"Could you describe to us what it was that you exactly did?"

You gulp down the rest of your banana before replying. "You mean, in that alley? I summoned, or, like, conjured up one of those, uh." You pause, replacing 'SCPs' with another word to prevent further confusion. "Creatures? One of those creatures."

Tsukauchi looks you in the eye. "These creatures that you summon." You glance at the detective's hands, and you notice that they're trembling. "What do they do? What do they look like?"

"Usually I summon them to help and protect me." You explain with a shrug, "Oftentimes I encounter people who want to hurt me for some reason. There's a bunch of, er, 'creatures,' that I can summon, and they don't typically look like your perception of what's 'normal.'"

You continue, "There are endless possibilities, really. One looks like a teddy bear, just covered in human ears." Tsukauchi's eyes widen, as if his suspicions have been confirmed. "There's some that are long and bony. Some of them have these gigantic claws and razor-sharp mouths. Some of them are all gooey and acidic-"

"I believe that's enough." You turn to the side, taking a brief glimpse at Aizawa, who is standing beside you. Those were the only words he's spoken this entire time.

Turning back to the other two, you're about to grab another banana when you catch sight of the detective. You stare awkwardly, your hand paused mid-air. He seems to have completely spun on his heel to face away from you, hands clutching the wall as he gags and dry heaves. You scoot back in your chair uncomfortably.

"...And you do not have a home, correct?" Nezu stands up from his seat, approaching yours.

"Well, I did, but like I said, my cardboard box was destroyed because of those two rival gangs, or whoever they were."

"I see." He raises a paw so as to pet the top of your head. You clumsily bend down in your chair, allowing the two-foot-tall principal to reach your height. "We can arrange something for you. You may stay in a personal dorm here for free, if you would like." He smiles, "So long as you attend this school, the police force has also gladly agreed to erase your criminal record!"

You gawk at him. "C-criminal record?" Well, you guess you usually do end up leaving a mess of dead bodies behind, but it's always in self-defense!

"You should know it is illegal to use your quirk unlicensed and in public, Y/N."

Surveying the room, you dart your eyes from person to person. In the corner of the room, the detective, who is on the verge of vomiting up his insides. The man beside you, Aizawa, who refuses to look at you. The one standing in front of you, Nezu, who is blackmailing you, but is also offering you free shelter and free food...

You huff, grabbing Nezu's paw and shaking it wildly. "It's a deal, then."

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fancycat-thesilvertux · 1 year

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You said that you have an AU for a LMK x BnHA crossover.

Could you tell me about it?

Absolutely!

So this AU takes place after S3.

MK’s thoughts after defeating the Lady Bone Demon aren’t very pretty. We see in canon that he’s hard on himself, and while coming down from the high of defeating such a terrifying villain such as LBD, all the trauma catches up to MK.

He begins having thoughts of ‘if only I’d been better, if only I’d been stronger, smarter, a better hero.’ He begins to think that maybe, he could’ve spared his loved ones so much trauma if only he’d been better, begins to think that they shouldn’t have had to suffer so much trauma in the first place all because of him.

Ever hear the saying “be careful what you wish for”? That’s the catalyst for this AU.

Working out this part but I hat I thought up for it was that a demon goes after an artifact that can grant any wish, a sort of genie’s lamp but it can only grant one wish instead of three.

The demon gets defeated and the artifact is in MK’s hands. They thought the wish had to be spoken aloud to work but here’s the catch - wishes don’t come true when spoken aloud. To quote Puss In Boots: The Last Wish, birthday wish rule.

MK’s thought of if only I could be a better hero activates the artifact, causing him to be sent to where he could be a better hero - the Boku no Hero Academiaverse, seeing as there’s hero schools.

I thought about MK being happened across either option A) Dadzawa, option B) Mama Joke, or C) Papa Tsukauchi. And yes, I did mean to call them those.

Aizawa is such a dad, adopting without the paperwork his class, even though he doesn’t admit it, and MK in the same class as 1A would be hilarious since I do have thoughts on who he’d be friends with. This AU DOES start before the BnHA events, since I don’t want to land MK right into the middle of the school year, especially since I feel certain events and behaviors could be thwarted with him there.

That said, even if I don’t go the Dadzawa route, I still planned for MK to have those relationships with 1A students since his presence would help I think with a lot of them. But MK and Shinsou and Eri being siblings would be just perfect in my book.

Ms. Joke, despite being a goofball, takes her job both as a pro hero and a teacher especially seriously. I feel like since she deeply values her students and believes in them that she’d be good in helping MK find confidence in himself as a hero. (That, and he’s got too many dads, let him collect moms!)

Detective Tsukauchi’s Quirk let’s him know if someone is lying. MK lies a lot regarding his own well-being, so having someone that’ll not let him get away with that would do him well. Plus, Tsukauchi is a friend of All Might’s, and I did have plans for MK and Midoriya having a friendship since they have a great deal of similarities and would be helpful towards one another.

That’s pretty much what I have for the AU though.

#original idea?#bnha x lmk AU #lmk au #bnha au #crossover au #I have thoughts and my thoughts lead me to AUs like this one #thanks for asking!

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the19thduckpotato · 9 months

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Shifting irritably in his hospital bed, Sorahiko resigned himself to another bland day of "rest and relaxation".

Until, that is, he heard the hesitant knock at the door. His good eye squinted at the shadow on the other side of the window then crinkled in glee. There was only one person he knew that tall and gangly.

He quickly laid back against his pillows and called out in a weak voice: "Who's there? Come in, come in...."

And sure enough, here came the kid, he of impossible stature and extraordinary fame. World's Most Famous hero and yet he still crouched behind the door as if Sorahiko was going to sit up and pitch things at his head.

Good.

He noted the large envelope in one hand and a faint forehead crease formed. Depending on what yer about, I just might throw things at you.

But instead, he merely croaked out: "Toshinori...? Is that you?"

"Hello." The blond bowed his head in greeting then tried a hesitant smile, his face a mess of worry and guilt and fear. His grip on the envelope tightened then relaxed as he placed it at the foot of the bed. Looking about, he drew a chair up to Sorahiko's side. "Forgive me for not visiting sooner."

Sorahiko coughed and waved a limp hand. "No worries my boy," he rasped out. "Generally, you tend to wait till someone's on their deathbed till you say hi, doncha?"

Toshinori's mouth dropped open as he paled, his ears turning red. "Wh--"

"Well you don't have to worry, I still got plenty of years in me!" Sorahiko cackled and kicked at the envelope before Toshinori could snatch it away.

Hurt radiated out from the kid's glance as he knelt for the envelope. Sorahiko liked that just fine. He could always tell when the kid was about to do something stupid and/or dangerous and this smacked of both plus a third thing.

If yer gonna try and do what I think you are, then you got another thing coming. We didn't desperately claw our way to this point just for you to throw it all away in a fit of existential crisis.

The former Number One frowned at the envelope then looked to the door.

"Toshinori!" Sorahiko barked. "I'm not getting any younger so if ya got something to say then say it. The fact that you had the guts to come here means you did at least one thing right so far."

The old man found himself pinned by a stony gaze, blue eyes now unreadable. Ah hell, he's gone into defensive mode. All right, let's rein it back a little else I'm never gonna talk him down.

With a grunt, he held out a gnarled hand. "Whatcha got there?"

Toshinori continued to stare at him, one thumb rubbing against the envelope. Then, as if deciding something, the kid put it back on the bed beside Sorahiko.

"What's this, yer last will and testament," Sorahiko quipped.

"Yes," the blond replied quietly.

Sorahiko's heart froze at that

"Sorahiko, I've had to make a difficult decision"

as the single word hung in the air

she sobbed in his arms, the last remnants of her life given away

and the old man wearily stared down at the envelope.

Given away so she would focus only on fighting.

Sorahiko forced a lazy grin. "I was just kidding, Doom and Gloom."

"Well, I'm not."

His chest ached as he saw that look again, the look that had been in her eyes now echoed in her student's. Cold. Detached. Devoid of any joy.

It's happening again.

"Oh yeah?" Sorahiko laid his fingers on the envelope. "Give me a preview," he added casually, as if they were discussing nothing more than the weather.

"Izu--ah, young Midoriya will inherit Might Tower and all its resources therein."

Sorahiko's good eye widened and Toshinori gave a wistful smile. "Kid deserves it after all he's done, after all he's been through..."

Torino grunted. "I'm surprised Tsukauchi agreed to this."

"He, ah... doesn't know."

Shit. There went my first plan.

"He'd put me under lock and key if he knew what I've been up to."

He's been planning this. Shit on a brick, kid's a clever lil piss. Time to outwit him.

"Why's that? Because he wouldn't want a national treasure to just walk into a massive bomb of a trap?"

Toshinori smiled softly at that; then the detached look returned.

Sorahiko hated that look. She wore that look when she shut him out, shut them all out.

"Listen," Toshinori said. "Things are going to happen that--"

"--that you think you aren't strong enough to overcome."

A glint of anger appeared in the detached look.

"And you think, well la dee dah, if I set my affairs in order, I can blanelessly walk straight into the arms of that demon and die some glorious bloody death and fuck the rest of us, huh?"

Sorahiko realized he was starting to get angry and took some satisfaction in seeing the same in the kid.

Oh Nana, if we had had this kind of talk, would you still be alive?

His path was clear now. He wasn't letting Nana's kid follow in her footsteps. Not this time.

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greenhappyseed · 5 months

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MHA #406 review lite

Yeah, normally I do a “leak reactions” post but the timing for that didn’t work out, so instead I’m looking at the full chapter! (Reminder for newcomers: I don’t look at leaked images or fanscans until after the official chapter is out.)

Aoyama and Hagakure are adorable — love how he puts his jacket around her and is using his bare hands to direct his navel laser. Now update me on how Fatgum is doing!!!

We finally get our first view of Gashly and, I believe, our first Ryukyu sighting during this battle!

Tsukauchi is falling apart more and more each chapter. Horikoshi is delighting in torturing this man.

Nagant’s lying down on a rooftop. All Might and Edgeshot are lying down on rooftops. Is the Rooftop Trio on a rooftop?? Only time will tell.

Speaking of not looking so good, Izuku is huffing and has some really dark rings around his eyes. He dramatically says “it ends here, go beyond” and…we cut to Bakugo and AFO just as Izuku looks like his middle finger is about to Gearshift + Air Force flick Tomura into next year.

Love how Bakugo calls AFO a filler character as AFO calls him a pointless pebble. I especially like how the English translation uses the “pebble in my path” phrase that Bakugo previously used to describe Izuku. (I haven’t checked yet to see if the Spanish versions use the same lines.)

I know there’s a lot of discourse surrounding Bakugo’s power up, but it reads to me like it’s not a new “power” so to speak. Rather he’s using his honed instinct and insight into his own body (remember how he’s always coming up with new ultimate moves on his own?). But, instead of focusing on the outcome (e.g., victory, or being the strongest) he’s focusing on the process. Much like All Might recapturing his own smile from the joy of helping others, Katsuki is finding joy in the simple act of pushing himself and his quirk. That’s something AFO doesn’t understand. As much as he wants to live forever and mess around with quirks forever, he really only enjoys simple quirks that combine well with others. AFO doesn’t like the process of exploring his quirks or honing his skills with them.

Seeing Mitsuki and Masaru cry is giving me FEELINGS. Horikoshi didn’t have to include them but he did and oof.

AFO talks about “the hatred I harbor” for Second, whose name is revealed as Kudo. Kudo is, apparently, the one that AFO loathes “above all others” — even All Might, apparently?? — because it Kudo hadn’t reached out his hand to Yoichi, then OFA wouldn’t have been created. This is AFO’s side of the story we heard from Yoichi way back in Chapter 310: “The moment you [Kudo] reached out your hand to me was when One for All was truly born.” After Chapter 369 came out last year, I wrote some meta about why AFO might be crying while he force chokes Kudo, and ventured a guess that AFO harbored a deep hatred for Kudo, either because he created OFA or possibly because they knew each other. I don’t think there’s anything in 406 that changes those posts significantly, though it does seem that AFO’s hatred for Kudo lies primarily in the fact that he reached out his hand to Yoichi….though AFO still knew an awful lot about Gearshift and how it was “supposed” to work…

Ugh, I really, really want the OFA/AFO backstory now. Like if it’s 3-8 chapters of backstory I’m ok with that as a breather/precursor for Izuku vs Tomura (see bullet #5 above re Izuku about to exhaust his body from overuse of Gearshift).

Finally…I LOVE KATSUKI CALLING HIMSELF “KACCHAN”!!!! Izuku reclaimed “Deku” a long time ago with help from Ochako, and now Katsuki is embracing “Kacchan” with help from Izuku. Yes, Bakugo’s hero name is still Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, and that name was fully approved by All Might last chapter. In 406, however, Katsuki is referring to himself as a civilian and using the name “Kacchan” with no fear whatsoever of sounding diminutive in front of AFO (or the cameras) …and it’s absolutely beautiful and I love it. He’s not posturing one bit, he’s free to be fully himself, and even his parents can tell. He gleefully taunts AFO about being senile despite AFO looking like a child, which is just the perfect amount of teen boy prickishness that this fight needs.

#bnha 406 #mha 406 #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #Katsuki bakugo #kacchan #kacchan bakugou #gemg dynamight #AFO #all for one

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Life had gotten tough when he was four. Izuku knows why, of course, since he hasn’t been able to go more than a few hours without someone mentioning his quirkless status like it was the world ending, but he is also left to wonder why a mutation(or lack thereof) is the cause for so much trouble.

Yes, he can’t do something like turn into a cat or make flowers grow, but he can still do work like everyone else. A quirk isn’t needed for everyday life, and most people with quirks end up working office jobs or other jobs where they don’t even use it. Heroes and those like them are the only people who use them every day, yet there are still so many who don’t use their quirk in their main fighting style.

So, he never really understood the prejudice against him. Still, as much as he found it unfair and just plain stupid, he couldn’t stop others from thinking the opposite. That was made abundantly clear after a rooftop conversation in his teen years. Still, he did consider himself pretty lucky. Somehow, with the help of Tsukauchi who he had met at some café, he was able to get a job doing analysis for the police department.

He had met Tsukauchi after spilling his coffee on him, and after apologizing profusely and rambling a bit, he realized he had said a few things about the man without ever being told by him. He spent his free time doing some questionable activities, one of which was hacking into the police files, so when he had spouted off something along the lines of how he was so sorry and how cool it was to be meeting the man with a lie detector quirk, and how he could use it in so many scenarios, and what would happen if a person believed they were telling the truth but were not then would that come as a truth or lie, it didn’t really register to him that he was talking to the man himself until after his work spiel.

Still, Tsukauchi was impressed with his ideas, and after a few lunch dates where Izuku’s analysis abilities were shown more and more, when Izuku had offhandedly mentioned needed a new job, Tsukauchi had offered to put in a good word for him if he wanted to try out for a position of analysis and records.

When Izuku had asked him years later why he offered even though they hadn’t known each other that long, Tsukaushi had just said even he could see how good Izuku was with analysis after a few conversations about it.

So, with luck, Tsukauchi’s recommendation and praise, and his outstanding analysis skills that he had spent years honing, he was able to get that analysis and records job.

It wasn’t much, and he was still mistreated by his coworkers and society, but it was enough for him. He did the analysis sent by in by heroes, allowing him to continue his longest lasting hobby, and when he had time, he managed some of the analysis and involved crime records.

His office was more like a big closet and was filled with filing cabinets, desk constantly cluttered with notes and small trinkets he had found around the office and outside. It was more than he could ever ask for, and more than he thought he was ever going to be allowed to have.

It allowed him to pay rent on his run-down apartment, buy some overpriced food, and continue his other hobby.

Well, he couldn’t exactly call going out every night and stopping crime a hobby, even though it wasn’t a job but it also required more tome and effort than a simple hobby. And his current job at the police department was nice in with the fact that it allowed him easier access to flies he otherwise would have gotten by hacking.

Many heroes and police officers called him a vigilante, and had been ever since they noticed his work.

It started when he had walked past a mugging in his early teens, and found he just couldn’t stop trying to help. When he had gone home that night, the incident still on his mind, he searched up and researched some laws. Finding out that it was only illegal and considered vigilantism if a quirk was used helped him decide to make this a more permanent part of his life.

After a few more times stopping small and petty crimes, it had turned into him seeking out crimes to stop, and that had led to something resembling aa patrol route.

By the time he was in his late teens, the patrol routes were solid and while they changed, they still allowed him to help so many people.

This was also when he adopted the name Leporidae, given to him by people who had mentioned how his fighting style was like he was a rabbit, but how he was also like a hare. Finding it fitting, he began to leave his name along with the criminal at the police department.

He kept up his routes and training for a while, but once a few years had passed, the police were fed up with his constant evasion and started to get more heroes involved in trying to get him off the streets.

So, instead of dealing with new young heroes who were will breaking into the ring like he had when he first begun, he started to see more and more seasoned and experienced pros. Still, this allowed him to get more practice with his analysis and use it in more particle and physical ways.

Thankfully, this job really was helpful in a way he didn’t know he had needed until he got the job. Learning some of the plans to bring him into custody and which heroes were on the case helped him plan around that.

The real surprise though had started a few months into the job.

Looking through the newest case files for his vigilante persona, he saw the hero Eraserhead had been assigned to his case.

Now, when Izuku had come home from that incident on the roof with his former favorite hero with his dreams crushed, he was desperate for anything that would give him a slight hope and needed a new hero to fill his then vacant favorite hero spot.

That night while perusing the hero forums was when he had stumbled upon the underground hero Eraserhead.

He was still new to the underground hero circuit, but he hid his hero work better than most beginner underground heroes.

His fighting style and quirk drew Izuku in and just a quickly as that spot had been vacated by All Might, it was filled with Eraserhead.

Izuku had begun training after that night even if he felt he couldn’t not be a hero, and he also began to take his analysis skills more seriously and began to finetune and hone them.

Now, even after all these years have passed, Izuku still has to say that not only had Eraserhead stayed his favorite hero, but he has also taken the spot of Izuku’s longest lasting crush.

Still, even with his knowledge of Eraserhead being put on his case, he never expected to meet the man so soon after.

It had been a week since he read the files, and was on his normal patrol after a long and stressful day.

His landlord had upped his rent last minute, and had shut off his utilities that morning without telling him why. Staying behind to talk to him, Izuku was running late for his job.

When he had gotten to the office, the secretary named Aoki had begun hounding him on his work and his punctuality. After being yelled at for a bit, he was given an analysis case for a takedown needed by a hero that had to be done before he left for work.

So, he spent his entire day working on that file and finishing it right before it was needed, only to find out that it really was not needed for 2 more days, and Aoki had just felt like he needed to worry over this case for no reason.

Going home, he has thankfully sorted out the raised rent, so he took a very much needed shower.

Relaxing for a bit until he went out for patrol, Izuku did begin to hunt for a new apartment closer to where he worked.

Not only was he looking to see if there was a place with lowered rent, even if it was as shabby and run down as his current apartment, he had also wanted to be closer so he would spend less time walking to and from the police department each and every day.

After a few hours of this and a small meal, it was time for Leporidae to patrol.

Getting into his normal gear, he started his night like normal.

He took down some petty criminals using a bo staff. He had a taser and some escrima sticks, along with a small knife, but he normally stuck to his staff and tried to cause as little harm and damage to all parties involved. He had also packed smokeballs and some small things that will help him to cause distractions for a quick getaway or takedown as usual.

Once he was done, he would tie up the criminals and send out a tip to the police along with sending them the crimes committed, and then he fled.

It was on the fourth fight that it went differently.

Seeing two men trying to rob a woman, he jumped down and began fighting them. What he had somehow missed was a third that was just out of his sight.

Taking the two down quickly, he was about to turn to address the woman when he heard a sudden noise.

Spinning around to it, he saw a woman who was lifting up the surrounding trashcans into the air.

She must have a telekinetic quirk, some kind of metal manipulation or telekinesis seeing as it’s the surrounding cans and metal bits that are being lifted up, Izuku theorizes. Before Izuku could move, someone dropped down and white shot out towards the woman mugger.

Stalling a bit and taking a second pr process, Izuku can only stand and stare for a bit was he watches the Eraserhead take down the villain.

Holy shit, he thinks, he is somehow so much hotter in person.

Quickly shaking himself from his train of thought, he checks over the woman and makes sure she is ok before sending her off. She had just left as soon as Eraserhead had gotten the third mugger and tied them all up.

Seeing his chance, Izuku is about to try and escape when he hears a “Leporidae” being spoken by a deep, gravelly voice.

“H-hey Eraserhead,” Izuku nervously begins, “F-fancy seeing you here, uh do you come to this alley often?”

He isn’t really sure what to say, seeing as Eraserhead is just staring at him with an intense look. It is making a blush begin to rise under his mask, and just as he is about to try and say something else Eraserhead began to speak.

“Leporidae,” he begins with again, “ You’re going to come with me. I’m taking you and the muggers to the station.”

“W-while that sounds like a l-lot of fun,” Izuku responds, “I-I’m afraid I’ve got to reschedule on you. I’ve got places to be, things to do, but hey maybe next time. I’ll catch you later! Or maybe not, who knows!”

With that said, Izuku reached into the pocket on his utility belt holding his smoke bombs and made a quick getaway after throwing one down. After running and weaving through the ally ways and rooftops for a bit, he finally slowed down once he felt he was far enough away and Eraserhead couldn’t see or find him.

That was close, Izuku thought, way too close for comfort, even if it was a once in a lifetime meeting.

After that incident the night had passed liked normal, if not a bit slow. After deciding to call to a night, Izuku laid in bed at home thinking back on the interaction.

A blush rose again when he thought back to that intense stare he was given, even if he knew it was just Eraser scrutinizing him and waiting for his next move.

Finally drifting asleep, Izuku thought to himself as his eyes slipped closed, today really was a lot, hopefully tomorrow will end up being a bit tamer.

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The draft! things are bound to change a bit, and in thinking about rewriting the scene where they are talking a bit but this is the general gist. Hopefully i can make this first chapter into something i really like, but there wont e any major changes.

#aideku #mha #bnha #love me (or die trying)

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