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wimble-warcrime · 2 years

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Call Me Alpha- part 6

synopsis: Your world is filled with sparkles and the smell of your alpha. Bakugous is filled with pain. And now you two have to work together. How fitting

Pairings: Mei Hatsume x reader, Bakugou Katsuki x reader

Warnings: descriptions of hospitals(again), Mei is horny on main.

Author Notes: I'm going to take an indefinite break on CMA, I've seemed to lost interest in it hopefully I will return to it at a later date. MY ASK BOX IS OPEN!! I WRITE (AND SOMETIMES DRAW) FOR BNHA, ONE PIECE AND DEMONSLAYER!!! COME SAY HI!!

When a fated pair are united, all other possible potential mates are washed away. Bonding or even mating with others causes a great deal of discomfort and sometimes pain for either person.

Of course, only those who know of the fated bond feel this kind of pain. And of course, it is more intense than if both parties knew of the bond.

So at 10:53 pm. Katsuki Bakugou awoke to indescribable amount of pain. Chest felt empty, his heart like someone was squeezing it, try to shatter it. His world felt like it was turned on its head. He was rushed to the hospital, after screaming his lungs out and terrifying his parents.

A sense of dread filled him from the moment the pain subsided. The doctors concluded it was a rare case of a one sided fated bond. The other side had yet to realise what was happening, so he was going to suffer until it did.

His morning after the nights trip to the hospital, he was tired. Worn out looking and dreadfully pale. He felt nothing. Like his hopes and dreams, his ideals and morals,all of his everything was sucked out of him. He felt like glass. And it was reflected in his appearance.

The day that awaited him was a hopeful one though. Today the three hero classes were going to be assigned their support student from the support program. He knew you were in the program. He just hoped you were assigned to him.

For you though, the bliss you felt waking up beside Mei, your alpha as of last night, was one you were enamored with. She was covered with a large duvet, and noticeable lack of clothing present underneath. The mark on her neck was pink and swollen, fresh. It smelled like you, which was unfortunate. A simple few spritzs of your perfume and all would well.

You went to get up, but a warm hand on your upper arm pulled you into a warmer, blanket clad chest. "Don't go. Little omega, stay here, sleep." Mei's morni g voice did something to you, which she surely sensed, ss she snapped her golden eyes open and sat up on to sniff at you. Her pupils were blown open wide. She was clearly ready to go another round, not at all tired from the three last night.

"Mei, we need to get ready to go. Class starts in an hour and today we'll be assigned our hero trainees." Her growl reverberated through her body and into yours. Not happy that you were discussing other people while she was 'in the mood'.

"Don't care. 'Mega will stay here." An alpha headspace was one that was tried kt to get put of; lust, fear and aggression were all ways to put an alpha in the headspace, but trying to get one out was risky. It would be best to let it pass on its own instead of forcing it.

You made to get up again, this time Mei let you, bit only to ogle your bare body as you found out once you got up. A smack on your ass was the biggest indicator. You just continued to your shared bathroom.

A shower to try and wash off last night's events was in order, not that your alpha would be particularly kind or receptive to the idea. You soaked for far longer than you should have, and byvthe time quarter to 8 rolled around, you were scrambling to shuck on some clean pants and a shirt. With how much time you'd spent srucbing and dousing your body in scented soaps and perfume, your alphas scent was sure to have dissipated a little.

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You were downstairs in the common room 5 minutes later, smelling freshly cleaned and bonded. Mei was there too, the look of for having cleared up from her eyes. She handed you a piece of cinnamon sugar toast and thermos of iced coffee.

"Sorry about last night. And this morning. I may have gone a little overboard with the scenting and marking." She was sheepish, and a blush covered her face a neck ever so faintly.

"I'm fine with that. It's my scent on you I'm worried about. I brought down some of my perfume, take it and just douse yourself in it. If someone asks later, I scented your clothes and you before we left. They'll know we're bonded just be looking at us, so reeking like each other won't be an issue." You handed her a small vial a clear liquid. The contents smelled like manufactured rain and coffee, but it was better than your omegan scent in your eyes.

Looking around to see if anyone was going to be bothering either of you, you noted that the kitchen and common room were silent and empty. Everyone must have been in class already. Mei sprayed the perfume all over her, making especially sure to coat your bond mark in the scent.

Once thoroughly scented, the two of you took off to class. It had started 2 minutes ago by the time you made it. The door whisked open to reveal a very displeased homeroom teacher. Just as you were about to bow and explain yourself, your teacher interupted;

"Yeah yeah, I got the memo. You two decided a sunday night would be great for bonding. Next time you two decide to moan like cats in heat for hours on end, do it at a more sensible time? Now get I here and got to your seats." He turned to address the rest of class as the you and Mei made a beline to your seats.

"Now, today we will be meeting with the hero class 1A to decide and assign your hero trainees. You will be responsible for their gear and suits. Designing, testing and building all of it. You will be getting help from your upperclassmen every week in the allotted time slots you were given before. Do with that what you will. But they are not allowed to build or design and items, only assist and help test." With that he jestured to all of you;

"Please make your way in an orderly fashion to the hero trainee department. Make sure to pair off, like we discussed at the beginning of the year. Stay together and no tomfoolery!"

You and Mei paired off, intertwining hands as you went. Your originally platonic relationship took a sudden romantic turn last night, and while you weren't complaining, you had a nagging feeling that a certain alpha would if he found out.

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You made your way as a class to the hero department, coming to a stop when the homeroom teacher, Aizawa, as he introduced himself, stepped outside of the classroom.

He led you all down to the training area. He explained that you were to observe each of the students, and decide which personality and quirk you would best work with. A tentative scan of the students and you didn't see that hauntingly familiar head of blonde hair. Your sigh of relief was breathed to soon though.

The days events progressed, and you made your way around the training area, speaking to the students whose quirks intrigued you. It was a first come first served situation, and you indecisiveness played a factor in your lack of a hero partner.

Aizawa and your teacher pulled you aside, stating that there were two other students, currently absent due to a fight between them that put them out of commission for a solid half day. You and another student, Holly, you get to pick from them, seeing as you were the only ones who didn't have a partner.

Mei's partner was an alpha; Tenya Iida. He was the class president, although it seemed that no one respected him as such. His exasperation and manic slicing he did with his arm when he got riled up were amusing.

You were talking with another 1A student, Eijirou Kirishima, while you waited for the two students to return. His quirk was one you were contemplating working with before Nahako, your classes class president, swiped him away. Of course, this didn't mean that you could no longer talk with him.

While you were distracted, Holly was buying herself, talking with the two boys who'd appeared while you were conversing. She'd been slick, stealing away the green haired omega known as Izuku Midoriya. Which left you, with your self proclaimed arch nemesis, Katsuki Bakugou.

His heart almost lept out of his chest when he saw you. Talking with shitty hair, but still, you were there, within arms reach. Of course, before he could go over and make himself known, a snake of a beta started talking them up. His heart ached, suddenly capable of feeling other things than just rage.

His eyes only saw you, he listened haphazardly to the beta speaking to them, before pulling away Deku. He stalked over to where you stood, eagerly awaiting your sweet scent.

Only to be met with an overwhelming maple and rain. Beta and alpha, but not you. You turned to meet his eyes, eyebrows quirking up at what you saw.

"What the hell are you doing here?" The hostility on your tone was meeker than he expected.

"This is my class. What the hell are you doing here?" He was still full of shit and attitude, just like last time.

Before you could explain yourself, the 1A homeroom teacher appeared, covered head to toe in a yellow sleeping bag.

"Mm, Bakugou, this is L/N. You two will be partners for the rest of the school year. I expect on good behavior from you too." He turned to hop away at this, soon addressing the whole class;

"Alright, now that everyone has a support partner and/or hero partner, you will be expected to get along with each other. Do not make me regret doing this." He paused to eye up some of the more raucous students.

A sychronis and loud "Yes Sensei" was heard. Great. Now your stuck with personal enemy #1, what could go wrong?

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starandcloud · 5 months

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Cold, like ice

Mei Hatsume x reader

Tw: Death of a loved one, Blood, Morgue

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This... was fucked...

She didn't know why she was here, she didn't know why she was pacing to much or where you were but... fuck she missed you.

So why the fuck was she at the morgue?

"Mei Hatsume?"

Her name brought her back and she looked at the person who called her name. Her heart raced and she quietly followed the man in the white coat, wondering why she was here.

"We would like you identify a body."

What...

"They were found just outside of the district..."

He said, his voice trailing off as he pulled the white cloth back and...

"Oh my gods..."

Mei said, her hand trembling as she covered her mouth. Her eyes welling with tears as she stared down at you. Dried blood came from your nose and your busted lip, the cloth covered your chest which... she just noticed was bare.

"Do you recognize them?" "Y-es"

Mei choked out as tears fell from her eyes. There you were... Her partner, her fiancé, her spouse to be... dead on that metal table what seemed to sneer at her.

"That's my Fiancé... we were to be married next week..." "Ah... I'm sorry for your loss..."

He said, as he covered you up again. Carefully making sure not to bump the table. Mei's finger's fidgeted with her wedding ring as she watched to be wheeled away...

Her love Her life Her world Gone, just like that

And so was she.

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connormurphysimp · 2 years

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MEI HATSUME X BORROWER!!!!!!!

PEOPLE WE NEED THIS!!!!

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cartoonfuel · 1 year

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Mind Games Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Is Tartarus Hiring?

Rating: Teen

TW: Graphic depictions of violence/gore, some sexual situations (usually brief, included for comedy and/or plot progression), MC is a bit unstable, mental health, 2 uses of the f-word, quirk addiction

Chapter 1: She’s Awake

Chapter 15: Mind Games

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Mei Hatsume was a spritely one, to say the least. When arriving at UA, you had naturally assumed Bakugou would be the one causing all the explosions, but nope. Hatsume clearly didn’t care for first impressions, having nearly blown you, Deku and Uraraka to bits showcasing one of her “super cute babies.” Not to mention it took her ten minutes to finally notice your missing appendage and realize why you were visiting. You yourself had almost forgotten in the meantime.

“Yowzah!” Hatsume exclaimed, poking you in the forearm. “That looks painful, what happened here?”

“Villains, Hatsume,” you grunted, growing tired of her assertiveness. You didn’t even bother reading her mind—it was simply too chaotic. With so many ideas flooding into her brain at once, you wondered if this girl ever got any sleep. “Villains happened. Don’t you remember the attack a few days ago?”

“Of course I do! Several of my classmates won’t stop talking about it. To have that many villains on our campus at one time? We seriously need to up our security game at this school. I mean, I honestly can’t believe the teachers allowed the villains to get so close!”

Uraraka nodded in agreement. “From what Deku was telling me, it sounds like the League of Villains had planned almost every little thing out in detail.”

You turned to Midoriya. “You think they know someone on the inside of UA?”

“I do wonder,” Midoriya replied, bringing a hand to his chin pensively. “Actually, that would make a lot of sense. But who would this person be? They couldn’t possibly be in our class, there’s no one that could fit that bill. Maybe another class? Or maybe a—no, not a teacher. All of the staff at UA has a long history of Pro Hero work and clean records.”

“Deku,” Uraraka tapped him. “You’re doing it again.”

“Your one-handed friend here showed up at an interesting time, maybe it’s her,” Hatsume shrugged, almost conceitedly. In response, Midoriya gave you a very intriguing look. His expression was unfamiliar to you, almost as if his trust in you did dip after hearing Hatume’s suggestion. Which was stupid—you brought up this traitor thing in the first place, what the hell kind of a strategy would that be?

“Whoa, slow down, Hatsume,” you growled. “What would the point of that be? The League literally kidnapped me, are you dumb? Which brings me to why I’m here. I need a new hand. It’s kind of challenging to go without one, especially since my right hand was dominant.”

“Ooooh!” Mei’s tune reverted back to nothing but giddiness as she grabbed your bandaged arm to inspect it. “What are ya thinking, then? I’m not giving you some boring old prosthetic, just so you’re aware.”

“Actually I did put thought into it. My quirk isn’t fully suited for battle or self-defense, so I’d love something that can broaden my horizons in that regard.”

“Go on,” Hatsume smirked at you.

“I was thinking a hand that transforms between some sort of long-range weapon and a regular old five-fingered hand.”

“I like it! I’ll get to work right away, everybody out!” Hatsume shouted boisterously. “My babies and I need some privacy!”

“W-wait, you don’t need more information?”

“I already got your left hand’s measurements and whatnot, so no need!” Huh? When did she do that? “Now, scram!” Mei Hatsume ushered the three of you out of the Support Department’s lab, her hand coming into contact with Deku’s waist a couple of times. With you and Uraraka on either side of him, his next thoughts were hard to ignore.

Why does this always happen to me?

With Hatsume behind me, Aya on my left and Ochako on my right…

It’s too much!

They’re all so close!

Hey, she needs to watch her hand!

Seriously, it’s like I’m the main character in an anime or something!

I mean I’m not really complaining but come on!

Having been effectively shoved into the hallway, you burst into laughter the moment Deku’s eyes met yours. To keep yourself from falling over, you leaned into Uraraka. Midoriya awkwardly scratched his head and asked, “What’s so funny?”

“You and women,” you chortled, feeling Uraraka stiffen. “That’s what’s funny—no, hilarious.”

“What are you—oh.” Deku’s entire face turned even redder than before, making you feel a bit maniacal. Ah, manipulation was fun, sometimes.

Your laughter finally began to die out. “Did you forget I got my quirk back or something?” You whispered to Uraraka to give her context, the color of her cheeks quickly matching Deku’s. Based on Uraraka’s thoughts, perhaps it was a good day to play matchmaker?

Nah, maybe later.

“So cute,” you chuckled to yourself, turning and wandering down the hall. “Well, I gotta run. I guess some of the UA staff want me at one of their meetings. I’ll be sure to let you know how it goes. Later!”

You wondered if leaving them alone together would spark anything or if they’d be too aloof to notice each other. Knowing those two, the latter was more likely.

Inside the UA conference room, you were greeted by Nezu, Aizawa, and All Might. Waving you over with his typical deadpan expression, Aizawa suggested you take a seat next to him. You couldn’t shake the feeling that something about the situation was making you feel very uncomfortable. Sick to your stomach, even. The room was dark, the thoughts were suspicious, heads were low.

“Welcome, Aya,” Nezu spoke up, smiling at you. “Thank you for taking the time to join us today.”

“Thank you for having me,” you responded, cautiously taking your seat. You quieted everyone’s thoughts, eager to focus on their words and actions instead. “What’s going on?”

“Well, we’ve all been wondering about something.” He paused, his beady eyes never leaving yours. “What’s all this about dismantling the hero ranking system?”

You swear your heart fell out of your chest at that moment. “What do you mean? Who told you about that?”

Your question triggered a matching thought among everyone present. You snickered quietly, your gaze focused on your lap.

Who else would’ve tattled on you but that shady Number Two Hero himself?

“Hawks, huh,” you comment before anyone could even reply to you, your eyes bulging out of your head. Even with everything you did for him, he goes and does this? What the fuck was he thinking?

The door to the room then swung open, the backstabbing devil himself striding on in and grabbing a seat across from you. “Sorry I’m late,” the Wing Hero apologized, casually sipping away at a can of coffee. You stared at him, eye twitching.

“We just need to address our concerns is all,” All Might cut in, ignoring Hawks’ tardiness.

“UA is a prestigious hero academy and all students’ values must align with the school’s,” Nezu added. “Your involvement with Class 1-A has been unique, something our school has never seen before.”

“What, a fucking TA?” you snarl, half-lidded eyes locking onto Nezu.

“Aya,” All Might snapped at you. “Everything will be alright, just let the principal finish.”

Oh, the power you held in your hands right now—well, hand. All Might and Hawks in the same room? You could reveal both their secrets to Nezu and unleash—

No, calm down and be patient. You can read minds, not tell the future.

“Fine,” you growl, setting an elbow on the table and resting your chin on the palm of your hand. “Get to the point.”

“Because of Hawks’ intel, we believe we must act on behalf of our students, putting their safety first and removing you from this institution.”

Before you could get a word in, Aizawa nudged you and said, “We also believe the bond you have with your quirk has grown exponentially. As much as I’d like for you to stay, it is likely time you pack up and go back into the world. This is good news—this was always part of the plan when we brought you in.”

Nezu jumped back into the conversation. “Yes, but due to your newly discovered stance on Heroes, you’re not to be fully trusted, which is why we are telling you this a little sooner.”

First, you raised an eyebrow at All Might. Why was he so quiet? You knew about one of the biggest secrets in all of Japan—Midoriya being in possession of One For All!

Then you narrowed your eyes at Hawks, the most double-dealing individual you knew. You were definitely going to have a word with him when this was over.

“So I’m a threat now? Just because of what I said? You don’t even have the right context! I was being pressured by the League of Villains! Maybe you Heroes are crazy.”

“We plan on helping you find an apartment,” Aizawa explained. “Somewhere in the area so you can continue visiting. UA can budget to help you financially as well.”

All Might grinned at you. “And even if there isn’t room in the budget, I’m happy to help as well. I hope you’re not getting the idea that we wish to be done with you forever, because we don’t.”

Oh. That sounded kinda nice. “What about General Studies?” you asked. “Why can’t I just enroll?”

“We simply too far into the year,” Nezu explained. “There’s always the next, but even by then you’ll already be eighteen.”

That’s right, your birthday was in about a month or so. You let out a long sigh. “Guess I’m stuck. Gonna need a job, too.”

“With your quirk, it won’t be hard to find one,” Hawks replied, finishing his coffee and leaning back in his seat. “Just slap it on a résumé.”

“There is another problem, though,” Nezu continued, grabbing a packet and flipping through several pages. “In preparation of his report, Hawks gathered some further information before coming to us. I see you have no employment history, were kicked out of elementary school, lived with multiple foster families, and have been charged with robbery, assault and battery.”

“The battery bit was my fault,” Hawks interrupted, earning a dramatic eye roll from you.

“To top things off, you’ve apparently spent time in an insane asylum. Though your quirk may be useful, be prepared for declined background checks and other issues when trying to find work. Come to think of it, have you even learned how to drive?”

“Self-taught but yes,” you pout. “Still need a damn license. Though you should know, a student in the Department of Support is making a prosthetic hand for me. Can I please remain on campus until she's done?”

The teachers and staff all exchanged glances. "Starting today, you have one week."

"Great. Is there anything else you stupid Pros want or am I good to leave?"

"You're excused," Nezu proclaimed.

Immediately, you shot out of your seat and leaned over the table, staring Hawks down. "A word in the hallway?"

To make matters worse, Hawks had the audacity to smile at you. “Sure,” was all he said, grinning ear to ear.

As soon as the door to the conference room was shut behind Hawks, you spun around and pinned him to the wall without any hesitation. Based on his annoying smirk, you could assume he let you pin him. “What do you think you’re doing reporting me like that?” you hissed, the man’s egotistical grin finally faltering.

“I was just doing my job,” Hawks retorted, bringing a finger to his lips and then pointing at his temple.

“Are you fu—” Instantaneously, the Number Two Hero panicked and covered your mouth with a gloved hand, staring at you intently.

The League is listening to us.

I need you to react to my thoughts and not my words.

Can you agree to that?

Can I remove my hand now?

You nodded.

“Pipe down, I was gonna report you anyway,” Hawks stated, folding his arms. “I mean, I needed to. Dismantling our entire hero system? Come on. Sounds like quite the threat, don’t you think?”

Dabi told me to report you to UA.

Don’t ask why, he wouldn’t tell me.

I wasn’t certain how the school would react.

I need to sell this, so I’m sorry you have to pay a bit of the price.

You blinked at him, wishing you could project your own thoughts and communicate with Hawks telepathically.

“If you aren’t going to say anything, then please get off.”

You backed away from Hawks and cleared your throat. “Alright, alright.”

“Thank you. You take care of yourself, you hear?”

Cheer up, buttercup!

“Sure,” you murmured, a bit startled this was the League’s handiwork.

See ya later.

The next thing you knew, you were standing alone in a desolate hallway.

Back in class, you impatiently slumped at Aizawa’s desk and kicked back as he taught Class 1-A about the most common lawsuits heroes face in society. Invasion of Privacy was a frequent lawsuit, in which many Pro Heroes get unnecessarily beat over the head for touching a person inappropriately. Confused? Sure, it sounds justifiable on the surface—but then Aizawa continued on, explaining that people won’t hesitant to make these lawsuits for the money.

“Oftentimes, civilians will make false claims about being touched inappropriately while caught in midair or moved out of the way of danger, among other things,” Mr. Aizawa stated, clicking through some slides showing lawsuit statistics. “Civil Rights lawsuits are also routine. For example, people would probably notice Grape Juice ‘choosing’ to save more women than men. No matter what, we must remember rescuing civilians is part of our job. We are meant to save whoever whenever. You will have eyes on you at all times, so act fairly and responsibly.”

Kirishima raised a hand. “So you mean to say that if I come into contact with someone’s waist, on purpose or not, I could end up getting sued for saving them?”

“That’s precisely it,” Aizawa nodded. “On top of everything else, Pro Heroes must be considerate of this. For the most part, people will be grateful and not bat an eye, but don’t be surprised if you save someone who’s a little catty. In other words, good luck running a successful agency if you’re getting sued all the time.”

Well, you really hoped Mineta would take this lesson to heart. For you, the lecture was useful but taxing. Why do people have to be so finicky?

Once all the students had filed out of the room after class, Aizawa approached you with a stack of papers. “Do you mind grading these assignments for me tonight?”

“I don’t mind,” you replied, taking the pile from him. “What, you have plans or something?”

“Yes, finding you an apartment to live in.” There was a pause. “I’m sorry about all that’s happening, Aya. It wasn’t really up to me.” The teacher turned around to pull out some more documents from inside his desk. “I made a résumé for you. There are a few copies here. I also emailed you the electronic version.”

You’d never had a résumé before. “Thanks,” you said, taking the paperwork from him and looking it over. Every single word on the sheet was positive. “Wow, this is really detailed. And nice of you.”

“It’s just about who you are. You’re a good kid and I wish you the best. Feel free to come and train with myself, Shinsou or Class 1-A anytime. All Might, Hawks and myself are your best references.”

“Hawks surprises me, but I’ll take it. Why didn’t you have a say in letting me stay?”

“I mean I had a say, but it was Principal Nezu who made the final decision. You’ve blossomed into a talented quirk-user and it does make sense for you move on from UA. We both know this isn’t truly where you want to be.”

“I guess you’re right,” you shrugged. “I’m just worried to tell everyone.”

“And that’s just it.” Reassuringly, Aizawa placed a hand on your shoulder and gently squeezed. “The relationships you’ve made here are why you feel the need to stay, but I believe there are bigger things in store for you.”

“What’s bigger than becoming a Pro Hero?”

Well, perhaps a vigilante’s line of work would best suit you.

The following day, you and Midoriya visited Mei Hatsume to check on your gear’s status.

“All done!” Hatsume sang, running to grab your prosthetic hand. Her bubbly attitude would normally make your head spin, but you were too excited to care. Hatsume popped out from behind a countertop, a fascinatingly silver and white robotic hand in her possession. “Ta-da!” the student proclaimed. “My newest baby! Check out what she can do!” Hatsume flipped a switch implanted in the metal, the hand transforming into knife-like weapon. “Not only does she do that, but there’s a third mode!” She changed the setting again, triggering the mechanical device to shift into a pistol-like gun. “Here’s that sexy long distance you were asking for!” Without warning, she turned and fired the gun, putting a hole in the wall. “Neat, right?”

“Neat?” Hatsume handed the tech to you, allowing you to finally check it out yourself. “This is amazing! How does the gun work? What ammo does it use? Also how to I attach this to myself?”

“Well first and foremost, this is based off a concept weapon proposed by US scientists!In terms of ammo, the gun setting harvests the sun's energy to power a constellation of chemical lasers mounted on the prosthetic’s metal base. Stored in battery cells, the solar power can be unleashed as a high-energy laser beam to fry ground, sea, air or space-based targets. Basically, the device is completely solar powered and uses power from the sun as ammo! Which unfortunately also means your ammo is slightly weaker at nighttime or in a super dark room. But, it’s unlimited, so there’s that!” Hatsume then demonstrated how to attach the hand to your body, the process being both easy and mostly painless. “Now it has to connect to your nervous system in order for you to control it, so make sure to press the power button once you’ve latched the hand onto yourself. You may feel a slight pinch each time, but it’s nothing to worry about.”

You wiggled your mechanical fingers, continuously messing around with your new appendage and testing out the device. “This is incredible! I should’ve lost a hand to a villain sooner!” you shouted, glancing over to see Deku grinning at you. “What?”

“Oh, I’ve just never seen you so happy,” he responded. “We should go train in the gym with some of the others! Y’know, if it’s available.”

Midoriya wasn’t wrong. You were feeling pretty ecstatic.

You wondered when a good time to tell him would be.

“Yes, let’s train,” you smiled at him, pumping your shiny new fist into the air. “Lead the way!”

Smiling back at you a few moments later, in addition to Midoriya, was Kirishima, Mina, Kaminari and Sero. Bakugou was also leaning against wall nearby, but wasn’t smiling or paying much attention, as per usual.

“Midoriya told us about your new upgrade!” Kirishima bounced over to you, curiously inspecting your arm. Mina, Sero and Kaminari mirrored him, doing the exact same. You showed them the three separate modes, taking your sweet time in order to build up their excitement.

“So cool!” Kaminari proclaimed, spinning in a celebratory circle. “Bakugou, check this out!”

Hands in his pockets, Bakugou sauntered over, the rest of his crew moving out of the way. “Am I supposed to be impressed or something?”

Unbelievable.

In an instant, you rolled your eyes and switched your hand to the necessary setting, aiming the device at Bakugou and pulling the trigger with your left hand. As you’d intended, the gun’s laser zipped just past him, missing the student’s head by an inch. Having caught his undivided attention, you got right to the point and began shouting at the blonde. “Teach me what you know!” you requested, flaunting your new weapon. “Please teach me how to fight, Bakugou-san!”

Just as you’d planned, calling him Bakugou-san went straight to his head.

“Tch,” he chuckled, small sparks flying out of his hands. “That’s the real reason you and Deku dragged me out here, eh?”

Mina stepped forward. “This’ll be fun! I can totally help with long-range attacks!”

“Me too!” Sero smiled, flexing.

Kirishima hardened, activating his quirk. “I’ll work with her on defense!”

“Kaminari, can you and I help her with offense?” Midoriya asked him.

“Of course!” Kaminari replied, full of energy.

“Wait, what does that leave me?!” Bakugou screamed in your face.

“How about battle strategy?” You shrugged, a sadistic glint in your eye. “Or are you not smart enough to do that, sensei?”

“Hmph! I’ll teach you how to become the best!”

“Better than you?”

“Of course not, stupid! But you can’t learn the best unless it comes from the best, so you better be grateful!”

You laughed, switching your hand into its five-fingered form and rubbing the back of your neck. “Of course, how could I forget?”

Training went smoothly and, more importantly, was a lot of fun. Mindscape was useful when it came to reading attacks early, being able to dodge and then moving in quickly once you spotted an opening. Eventually, Todoroki walked in too and apologized for being late. The fire and ice wielder got to work with you on quickly switching between the different modes of your hand, deciding when to use the gun for long-range attacks and the fist or blade for close combat.

After almost two full hours of training, you spontaneously decided now was the time.

“Hey,” you paused, looking around at every one of your friends. “I’m leaving,” you blatantly stated, catching them off guard.

Kirishima froze. “You’re what?”

“The hell does that mean, idiot?” Bakugou grunted in succession.

“Leaving to where?” Todoroki said, giving you a funny look.

“Thank you all for everything, but,” you sighed at the ground and then locked eyes with Midoriya, “I was told to leave UA.”

After breaking the news to all of them, you waited until evening to tell the rest of Class 1-A about being excommunicated from UA High. You thanked the group for being so friendly and supportive of you.

You just hoped they’d continue being supportive when learning about your next move.

“But it’ll be okay,” you said right after going over everything, standing up from the couch and placing both hands on your hips. “Because you all have your Hero Work-Studies and stuff, so everyone’s going to be pretty busy. I want to stay busy too, so in one month I turn eighteen and am gonna find out if Tartarus is hiring!”

The entire class stared at you in awe, Mineta dropping his tea on the carpet. “Huh?!”

~~~~~

Chapter 15: Mind Games

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faulty-writes · 1 year

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Thank for you previous answer ! The girls do deserve more attention 😔

Since your requests seems to be still open, may I please request something for Tenya and our favorite girlboss Mei dating a 1-A student who's a nepo baby and thus, their relationship being the subject of a lot of gossip ? (You write tenya really well I can't help myself but ask something for him)

I hope you're having a great week-end 😌

[ Ironically enough, Mei is my second favorite ship with Iida. The first would be Uraraka. Either way, this request sounds awesome! If you're familiar with My Hero Academia: Vigilantes, you'll recognize who the father of the "nepo baby" reader is. If you haven't read that manga, I suggest doing so because it is amazing. ]

Who could have imagined years and years after your father visited Japan, you'd make the choice to enroll at Yuuei. Of course, being from America and the child of the Playboy Hero: Captain Celebrity was a big deal.

From the start, you recalled how others stared at you. Bewildered at your existence. Well, all except one. "Hello!" he bellowed out, chopping his hand through the air. "My name is Tenya Iida. I am very honored to have a student of such high status join us at this prestigious learning establishment!"

You hated that your father's playboy reputation followed you, unlike him you preferred to remain loyal to the one you loved. Of course, this didn't stop rumors from starting the moment everyone found out that you and Tenya were dating. "I suppose that is rather troubling, but I do not believe rumors are made in just," Part of you wanted to know how long that perspective would last.

"Pardon, please step away from Y/n," he said, clenching his fists by his sides and staring daggers at Neito who had pinned you against the wall. "Oh, come now, they were flirting with me! And rumor has it they have a bit of a crush on me, heh. Perhaps you're too ordinary for them, after all as a bit of a celebrity baby myself, I think Y/n and I would make the perfect couple," Tenya naturally became infuriated with those words and explained the wrongs Neito had committed before politely dragging you away.

"It's somewhat disheartening to know our relationship has garnered so much attention," he stated, tapping his chin as he looked outside at the group of paparazzi. "It's not so bad once you get used to it kid!" your father, otherwise known as Captain Celebrity said, slapping Tenya on the shoulder with a bright smile. "Forgive me," he replied, shrugging your father's hand off. "But I do not wish to make Y/n go through such complications," although part of him hated the rumors that continued to circulate about your relationship.

"I...I am not quite sure how to respond to...such a thing," Tenya stated, looking at his phone. There was an article published with a picture of you and him. He was wearing his Ingenium suit with his arm wrapped around you, but it appeared as though you were in some weird love triangle because you were also holding onto Deku's hand. You frowned when you noticed the title of the article, 'Celebrity Student Love Affairs.'

Gossip was strenuous, to say the least, and you were more than certain Tenya would end your relationship due to the unwanted attention. But as usual, he used logic to make it work. "Perhaps this is but a taste of the inner workings of a hero's life. I am well aware that you are rather...famous in your own regard and I...I am quite honored to be with you and our romantic endeavor regardless of the challenges it presents," sometimes you wondered if he'd make a better poet than a hero student.

Mei was the bubbliest girl you had ever met, and when she found out you were a celebrity baby. Well, she took advantage of it as she often did with others if it meant her inventions, or "babies" as she called them, got attention. In the words of Shota Aizawa, "She's a born saleswoman" and boy did she sell you right into a relationship.

"Oh, try this on! It's baby number 5706!" she exclaimed excitedly with that bright smile that made your heart race. "Now strike a pose!" she demanded, holding her phone up. "Once they see my babies are used by a celebrity baby, there'll be no stopping the businesses that will contact me!" While you were happy to help Mei become more recognized, you had your hopes you were more than just an advertisement opportunity for her.

Mei was rarely serious, but when you brought up your suspicions that she was using your "relationship" to boost her ego for the first time you saw her frown. "Don't get me wrong, my babies are super important to me! And it's good to have someone in the spotlight to advertise them! But...you're my ultimate baby!"

"Yeah, I swear man! Y/n flirted with me yesterday!" Hanta announced, purposely allowing Mei to overhear. But she was either too busy with her current invention to bother or she was ignoring him. "Hey Hatsume!" he called, "How do you feel about that!?" She paused and turned to look at him with a smile. "Sorry, what was your name again?" she honestly didn't care about the rumors and even if you were flirting, she'd figure out a way to keep your heart. After all, she wasn't one to easily give up.

She handled the paparazzi pretty well or at least better than you imagined. In fact, she took the opportunity to hold you close and do just about anything publicly acceptable to show her affection for you. She also answered any curious questions or rumors about your relationship and what it was like to date the child of famous celebrity heroes. It all boiled down to her accepting you for who you were rather than your predetermined title as a celebrity baby.

She was strangely protective of you, especially when you invited her to high-class events that your parents attended. "That's the power of my latest baby!" She announced after successfully crushing the lens of a paparazzi member's camera who had tried to take scandalous pictures of you with someone else. They got frightened away and Mei proceeded to hold you close for the rest of the night.

#tenya x reader #mei x reader #iida x reader #mei hatsume x reader #iida x y/n #iida x you #bnha x you #bnha x self insert #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #tenya x y/n #faulty writes: tenya iida: 23 #faulty writes: tenya iida: headcanons: 23 #faulty writes: mei hatsume: 23 #faulty writes: mei hatsume: headcanons: 23

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frickingnerd · 11 months

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mei realizing her feelings for you

pairing: mei hatsume x gn!reader

tags: fluff, dense/oblivious mei, crushes

despite some thinking she was a little odd, mei got along well with everyone she came across

her honest and friendly nature just made it easy for her to make friends, without even trying

you had been no different, becoming a friend of hers after visiting her for help with your support items a few times

and yet, somehow you were different. something about you felt different than with everyone else

mei just brushed it off, thinking that perhaps with you she just was more eager to be friends

it wasn't until one of her classmates made a teasing comment about her change in attitude around you, that things slowly started to make sense

mei had never been this aware of it before, but perhaps they were right. she was acting differently around you!

when another classmate of hers added that she might just have a crush on you and that they shouldn't tease her about it, it finally clicked for mei

she had never even considered that she might be in love with you, but now that someone said it out loud, it just felt so right…

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randoimago · 2 years

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Hello, it's 🦖 anon. Can I request "Don't think I won't carry you if I have to!" headcanons for Hatsume?

"Don't think I won't carry you if I have to!"

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Characters: Mei Hatsume

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: Sure thing!!

Hatsume

She is always working in her workshop, hardly resting and relaxing. It does cut into dates and time with you quite a bit honestly. She still likes you, but she loves her work.

You finally telling her "Don't think I won't carry you if I have to!" to pull her away from her work so she can take a break causes her to laugh. She can't help but reply, "I'd like to see you try!"

If you can catch her to drag her away then she'll be delightfully impressed, but she'll also state that she let you do this. Do you know the amount of babies she has that would make it so she can easily pick you up as well?

The break is spent with her teasing you about what babies she'd use to lift you up or help her just mess with you.

#mha x reader #my hero academia x reader #mei hatsume x reader

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sakuraaachan · 11 months

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Virtual Experience - Izuku M.

Have you ever loved someone so much you created a fantasy virtual world to have sex with them? No?…..Okay.

Izuku Midoryia x Reader

Rating: mature, smut

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This is the full version of this story!

“Going stupid on that cock huh?”

You couldn’t speak, your body stuffed with Izuku’s cock. He relentlessly pounded into you while you held onto his shoulder for dear life.

He groans into your ear. ”Answer me baby.”

“Yes-yes- mhh!” You struggled to moan out, some drool coming out your mouth. Your nails start to poke into Izuku’s back. You're unable to see and only hold onto Izuku in hopes you won't get lost in the abyss of pleasure you were in.

You can hear Izuku chuckle, “relax baby you're gonna make me cum too fast.”

You close your eyes, doing your best to breathe while relaxing your muscles.

“THE TIME IS CURRENTLY 6:00PM, NOW SHUTTING DOWN”

The word goes black as you're brought back to reality. You remove the headset from your face, wiping some sweat from your forehead.

“How was that?” The intercom turns on, Mei Hatsumes voice speaking into it.

You look over at her through the glass doors, a smile on your face. “It felt so real Mei, your work is amazing.”

“Our work,” she corrects, pressing a button to release cold air into the chamber. “And of course it is a VR sexual experience you can actually feel, now that’s the future.”

The door makes a loud click as it unlocks. You grab a towel before exiting and heading up the stairs towards your shared office.

“So you're gonna tell me why you chose Deku as your male participant?”

You pause as you enter, looking at Mei with a shocked face. “You looked at the code didn’t you?”

“Duh! Now tell me everything.”

You sigh in defeat as you slumped into your chair, “so maybe being able to feel him up everytime he rips his suit was kinda getting to my head.”

“So that’s why you wanted to make this,” Mei allows a smirk to come over her face. “Pervert!” She shouts playfully, pointing a finger at you.

Pouting as you let out a small whine, you cross your arms. “Haven’t you ever wanted something so bad, but it was just out of reach?”

“You two are pretty close, so why would he reject you?”

“Have you seen the curves on Uraraka-san? You should have seen them in UA, it was disgusting how obvious it was that she was crushing on him,” you stare at the framed photo of you and Izuku at graduation.

“Doesn’t mean he liked her,” Mei mutters, shrugging her shoulders before abruptly turning your chair to face her. “Use the VR again.”

You raise a brow, “huh? I just got off and it’s 6:30.”

“Just go!” She persists, pulling you out the seat and pushing you out the officer door. “I wanna try something so get going!” She gives you one last push before slamming the door, you huff before going back down the stairs.

“Mei, can’t this wait for tomorrow?”

“Is someone talking?” She blankly ignores you, opening the glass chamber to the VR testing room.

“Mei!” You groan, reluctantly going into the room. “Whatever your testing, it better be worth it.”

She locks the door as you place the body pins on your chest, you take a deep breath before putting on the headset. The system loads you up before eventually you're placed in a different reality.

“Y/n? Are you okay?”

The system specs in your eyes, loading as you get used to your surroundings. “Oh! Yes, I’m fine,” you blink a few times as your vision clears.

You're in a fancy restaurant, one that was illuminated by an orange light setting. Across from you is Izuku Midoriya, dressed in a fancy black suit. He smiles at you, a little bit of concern in his eyes. “Are you sure? Maybe you had too much wine?”

You giggle at his caring nature, “It’s nothing Deku, I just spaced out a bit”

He places a hand over yours. “Please...just call me Izuku.” Your face heats up at the contact, and a smile melts onto your face.

The waiter comes up to the table, a few more behind him. “Here is your check Mr and Mrs, and a complimentary champagne on us,” the waitress places a tray down, smiling at the two of you.

They walk away and you reach for the check, but Izuku grabs it from you shaking his head slightly. “What type of man would I be if I let you pay?”

“Oh, it’s okay Izuku, you do so much for me already….let me pay you back at least.”

He places his card in the checkbook, placing it down by the edge of the table. “You can pay me back later, tonight.” His voice is deep, hotter than it was before.

“O-oh” You flush.

“Y/n? Hatsume-san?”

Mei slams her laptop shut as an uninvited guest enters the office. “Deku! What a surprise, come here for some more testing?”

Izuku shakes his head with a small chuckle, “I’m here to see Y/n, she wasn’t answering her phone.”

Opportunity rushes into Mei's head and her grin widens. “Y/n is just testing our latest invention,” she points out the large window and Izuku walks over to look out.

He arches a brow, “is there something wrong with her?”

You were a sight to see, sitting down on a couch with your legs spreaded. Neck craned back with your mouth opening from time to time.

“We're still working on the name but introducing Fantasy VR, this baby allows you to have sex with anyone of your choosing.”

“Like..transportation?” Izuku asks.

“Illusions, nobody’s actually in there. Just Y/n’s subconscious, and the code of whoever she is doing it with. ” Mei explains, watching your trembling body. “I wonder who it is.”

“Me too,” He whispers.

Your heart rate spikes up, sounding an alarm on Mei’s closed computer. The girl grabs a nearby tablet before turning off your simulation. Izuku watches as you pull the headset off, brushing the sweaty hairs out of your face.

“This is literally the best thing ever Mei, we gotta make it portable.” You let out a laugh of amusement, “having sex with I-”

“You have a visitor!” She interrupts you, pressing the AC button. Confused you look at the window, the man that had just “fucked” you standing next to your best friend.

Shit.

The door clicks as it unlocks and you pull it open before exiting. It was like the walk of shame as you went up the stairs, with every step more embarrassment built within you. “Heyyy Deku…” You enter the office, grabbing the towel you left at your desk. “What brings you here?”

You try your best to act nonchalant, despite the blush that creeps up your cheeks. Izuku raises an eyebrow, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern. "I tried calling you, but you didn't pick up. I was just worried. Are you okay?"

“Fuck, it’s friday isn’t it.” You facepalm, groaning into your hand. “Shit, I’m sorry”

“It’s okay, it seems like you’ve been busy.” He jokes, chuckling slightly at your flustered state.

You give him a sheepish smile, using the towel to wipe off the remaining sweat from your face. "Yeah, sorry about that. I was... testing out a new VR invention Mei and I have been working on.”

“Hey lovebirds calm it down a bit, I need to use Deku,” Mei interrupts the two of you, patting her plastic model of the VR headset. “I haven’t tried this baby on a male yet, since he’s here at perfect timing.”

You shake your head at her with a disapproving look, “no, it’s still just a prototype we don’t know what the after effects could be-.

“Sure.”

You turn to Izuku shocked, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Deku, you don’t have to do this, it’s just a prototype, the effects-.”

He shakes his head, “It’s fine, I owe it to you guys for always fixing my suit.” He glances out the window, “besides, I’ll be locked in a quirk-proof chamber, it’ll be fine.”

“Testroom 5” Mei tells Izuku as he exits.

“Are you insane?!” You whisper yell once the door shuts.

“This is your chance to see who Deku wet dreams about” She says suggestively, typing quickly on her laptop.

“I don’t want to invade his personal privacy,”

“You already invaded it when you made a device to have virtual sex with him.” She continues to type, “I saw an opportunity and I took it, you’ll stay single forever if you don’t take chances.”

“What if it fails, and he likes someone else…” Your voice drops, looking down to the floor.

“Then that’s it, at least you’d know”

“Hey, you guys ready?” Deku's voice interrupts the two of you, Mei clicks the mic button before speaking.

“Sending Y/n in to help you with the body pins”

“What is this fucked up romance going on in your head?” You question, crossing your arms at her. “Expect me to just confess my overlonging feelings for him as I help him with body pins?” You walk over to the office door, before mocking yourself “oh Deku, I’ve loved you since high school and I created a whole sexual fantasy land because of how badly I wanted to have sex with you, yeah that sounds fucking romantic.”

Mei spins to face you, “it’ll be something like that.”

You scoff at her before exiting and marching down the steps. “Alright hot stuff you know the drill, shirt off.” Deku complies immediately, tugging his shirt off overhead and giving you a view of his abs. He throws the cloth onto the couch in the room and you walk over and smooth a hand over his chest before placing the clips.

“So how does this work?” He breaks the silence.

You stick on the last pin “you can have sex with anyone of your choosing, just think of them while the VR loads your subconscious into the programmed reality.”

“Hey, I’m going to get some takeout,” Mei’s loud voice booms in the chamber, scaring the both of you.

“Okay!” You shout back, grabbing the headset and handing it to Izuku. “You’ll be in there for 30 to 60 minutes, and nothing will happen to you here…besides the moaning and whatnot but, that’s why we have soundproof chambers.”

He places the VR above his eyes, and you help fit the strap to his head size. It was hard trying to keep his green curls out the velcro strap, you have to note to make an easier way to put the headset on. “Also, try not to get into stressful situations, the headset will kick you out if your heart rate goes up too high, don’t want you to have a heart attack.”

He nods. “You said it could be anyone right?”

“Mhm!” You finished tightening it, stepping back a bit with a victorious grin. “You could have sex with Dynamight if you wanted-...” Izuku doesn’t look amused at your joke. “Yeah…that sounded better in my head- okay! So enjoy and I’ll be up there keeping an eye on your vitals.”

He lets out a hum before sliding the headset down, a second passes before you leave. You tug at the handle, but it wouldn't budge. Did Mei lock you in before she left?

“Fuck-fuck, Mei! I’ll kill you for this!” You shout, still roughly trying to open the door which still wouldn’t budge. “Aww fuck me” You curse, walking over to the couch in defeat. Now you’ll have to listen to Izuku fuck who ever he wants. “I’m going to murder you Mei Hatsume!”

As you sit on the couch, frustration and embarrassment wash over you. You can't believe Mei locked you in the room, leaving you to listen to whatever is happening inside the virtual reality chamber. You look at Izuku, who stands in front of you still unaware of your presence in the room. You should wake him up, savor the little bit of his privacy you haven’t invaded.

But…you’ve never tested interrupting the fantasy while the VR was still active. It could have very dangerous effects. Shit.

A bead of sweat drops down Izuku’s chest, and his fist clenches. You watch through your lashes, staring at the bead as it slowly moves through the maze of Izuku’s chest. How lucky.

Eyes landed on a boner sitting in Izuku’s pants, gosh and he was packing. Your eyes widen and you place a hand over your mouth to stop yourself from gasping.

“Puppy-” He groans out, his fist clenching again.

You feel a spark in your pussy, as you clench around nothing. He groans again, making you moan at the feeling it brought to you. “Shit-” you curse, crossing your legs before chewing on your bottom lip.

His hips seemed to thrust every now and then and more sweat rolled down his chest. It was a heavenly sight to see and you had a front row seat, but the throbbing in your cunt was becoming unbearable.

You uncross your legs and hand drifts in between your legs, pressing at your clothed clit to try and relieve some of the pressure. You moan, clasping a hand over your mouth before looking over Izuku to see if he had heard you.

He remained the same.

You hand teases the waistband of your sweat pants, and your eyes darted at the glass wall from time to time, making sure Mei wasn’t back at the office yet.

“Y-your such a good girl- taking my cock like this- ah..fuck.”

You unconsciously whine, allowing your fingers to do as they please as you listen to Izuku’s grunts and cries. It felt heavenly, the risk of getting caught adding more pleasure to it all.

“THE TIME IS CURRENTLY 8:30PM NOW SHUTTING DOWN”

Damn, you glared at the speaker. Taking your hand out your pants, still unsatisfied. Izuku should have taken off his headset by now, but he remained still.

“Deku?” You squeak, afraid of the questions he might ask.

The male remains unresponsive.

You arch a brow, swallowing your pride and getting up to take his headset off. “Hey, Deku…are you okay?”

You pull the VR above his eyes, and his dark green orbs immediately meet with yours. “Deku?” You ask again, but there still isn’t a response.

You're cut off when Izuku slams you against the glass wall of the chamber, the sound of the VR headset crashing to the ground making you cringe. “Midoriya-?”

“I’ve always wondered why you never call me by my first name.”

His mouth traces over your ear as he whispers into it, a shiver goes down your spine leaving you at a loss for words. “I don’t think you understand what you do to me Y/n.”

He moves so his face is in front of yours. His eyes were filled with lust, so different from the way he’d always look at you. “Say it.”

“W-what?” You quiver, feeling tiny in between Izuku’s arms and the wall. “Say what?”

“My name!” You squeeze your eyes shut as he shouts. He mutters an apology, taking a second to breath. “Please. Say my name.”

“Deku?”

“No.” He says in a faint whisper, “my first name.”

“I-izuku,” you hesitate, unable to figure out what could be the cause of Izuku’s sudden actions. It had to be a side effect from the headset, but what could you do? It didn’t seem like Izuku wanted to hurt you, so what..-Your lips never felt anything so warm and soft, your eyes widened as Izuku’s sudden kiss made your knees feel weak.

He caught you before you could fall, slotting himself in between your legs. Hypnotized by the drunk feeling his scent gave you, slowly you parted your lips and allowed Izuku’s tongue to slip inside.

He pulls away, moving his face into the nape of your neck. You gasp for air as finally you're able to think, but your thoughts are stolen from you as Izuku presses his boner into your clothed pussy.

“Ah-! Izuku-” You squeak in surprise, holding onto his shoulders.

“Who did you fuck?” He continues to rub himself against you, staring you directly in the eyes. “Come on puppy, tell me who you fucked with that damned machine.”

You can’t think, looking up at the ceiling as all the built up pressure from before was finally being let out. It felt wonderful, fantastic, so good you wanted to pull away from it.

“Who.” He stops humping you, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look down at him, “did you fuck?”

You hesitate, feeling embarrassed but Izuku wasn’t going to take silence for an answer. He presses himself up against you roughly, making you speak out. “You!” You shout, “I made the whole thing for you!”

He groaned in response, “gonna make you feel so good.”

Your back hits the soft couch in the room, Izuku’s body never straying too far from yours. He tugs at the ends of your sweatpants, and you lift your butt up to help him pull it off.

The garment is tossed to the side and his hands run up and down your thighs. He brings his face in between your legs, nudging his nose into your panties and taking a huge sniff. You let out a small gasp before he’s sliding your panties off.

He doesn’t wait before he starts to devour you. His tongue licked up the slit of your pussy as he pushed your thighs up against his shoulders.

“Oh shit-!” You squeak, propping yourself up onto your elbows to watch his green curls bounce as his head moves in between your legs. He sticks a finger inside of you before starting to suck on your clit making you drop your head back with a loud moan.

You drop onto your back, filled with helpless pleasure as your hands begin to reach for something to hold onto. Your hands find themselves in Izuku’s hair and you swear you can feel him smile into your pussy.

A feeling begins to coil in your stomach, you were close and Izuku wasn’t planning on stopping yet. You started to push his head down, moaning out desperately from him to make you cum.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as the feeling inside you finally comes undone, Izuku laps up your juices before tapping on your leg to let him go. Once he’s released, he crawls back over you with a sweet smile on his face, one that looks so innocent in contrast to his recent actions. You're both catching your breaths, chests heaving up and down in sync.

He kisses you, the taste of yourself still on his lips, but you're too spaced out to care, caught up in your own pleasure and excitement. Your hands begin to travel down his chest, starting to tug downwards at his pants.

He chuckles. “Can’t wait, can you?”

“Shut up and lose the pants.”

He pulls away slightly, pulling down his pants and taking his boxers with him. Your jaw slacks when you see his dick, it was bigger than how it looked on the VR. He takes pride in your reaction, a smirk reaching his lips as he crawls back on top of you.

“I never want to see you use that machine, ever again,” his mouth hovers over your ear, “when you want sex, you come to me, not some fucking piece of plastic.”

His hips move slightly before you feel the tip of his dick poking your entrance. His right hand comes up to lace fingers with yours, the two of you just staring at one another intently. Slowly his hips move forward and he starts to enter you. Your grip on his hand tightens and you hold onto his arm, pain seeping within your body as he ventures deeper inside.

He bottoms out inside you, staying completely still as you adjust to the size within you. His face is in the crook of your neck, distracting you with kissing and sweet nothings.

You gasp out the breath you hadn’t known you had been holding, a small string of curses coming out of your mouth.

“God fuck,” he whispers. “Waited too damn long.”

The feeling of pain subsided into an uncomfortable sensation, and your legs wrapped around Izuku, forcing him to move further into you. You both moan from pleasure, and Izuku takes it as his sign to start moving, going slow in case you're still adjusting.

You cry out for him, holding onto his arms as you pleaded for him to move faster, “please Izuku, god please.” He had you hypnotized, drunk off his kisses and intoxicated by his smell.

“Ah-mhmm, haaa-” You're unable to speak, your mouth hanging open as Izuku rocked in and out of you. He captures your mouth again, the kiss is messy which only adds more to your fantasy.

“Mm fuck” he curses as he pulls away from the kiss. You start to whine out broken praises, feeling the warmth of your upcoming orgasm starting to build up. You can’t think, not a single thought is able to process in your mind, tears begin to flow out your eyes and you cover your mouth with your hand.

Your voice threatens to scream out and the lack of oxygen makes you feel slightly light headed, the room spinning around you. He groans at your now muffled whimpers, his finger going down to your clit and starting playing with it.

It felt like time slowed down as your building up orgasm tumbled down, you stared Izuku in the eyes as your entire body just stopped functioning. He doesn’t stop though, but you can feel the long thick streams of cum spurt from his cock inside you, both of you sweaty messes.

A couple more thrusts for good measure before he collapsed on top of you. The world doesn’t come back to you yet, you basically been fucked dumb. You start to catch your breath, struggling with the heavy weight on top of your body.

“Izuku?” You whisper. No reply.

You move your head to look at him, the man was knocked out. A small groan escapes you as you start to wiggle, accidentally pushing Izuku off the couch and onto the floor when you attempt to lift him.

“Shit,” you curse.

Looking around the room, you had almost forgotten where you were, what you were doing, and you totally just took advantage of your best friend as he was not in his right mind. He was under the influence of the side effects of the VR and you completely took advantage of that!

Your hands begin to run through your hair as a million thoughts processed through your head at once. Holy shit, you actually just had sex with Izuku Midoryia, who is not only the number one hero, your best client, and your literal best friend.

Would he be disgusted? Mortified, maybe he would feel bad for you. “Fuck!” You curse again, hopping off the couch and searching for your clothes. Oh shit, Mei! Who knows how long you had been in here with him, what if she had seen you?!

You quickly put your clothes back on, before grabbing Izuku’s boxers and attempting to put them back on him. It was the least you could do, after you exploited him. You fold his pants up and place them neatly on the couch before walking over to the door and pulling at it again. It still wouldn’t budge!

Wait a minute…this was test chamber number 5 right?

Instead of pulling at the door, you give it a small push and it opens easily. “No…fucking-” you mutter under your breath.

You quickly exit the room, giving Izuku’s unconscious body one last look before you swiftly make your way to the exit. He’d be fine, those test chambers were one of the safest places in Musutafu.

“I’m sorry Izuku.”

It had been a week, a whole week of you arriving to work stupidly early and leaving just before Izuku’s patrol schedule would give him enough time to stop by. A whole week of ignoring all the messages you’d been receiving on your phone, most of them from Izuku.

It was a Wednesday morning, Mei would be coming in quite late since she had to run some errands across town. You were currently on a small break, taking small bites of your oatmeal as you watched your favorite show on your laptop.

But you couldn’t focus. A million thoughts and each of them were about Izuku, the way he made your body feel, the sounds that came out of him, how his tongue felt in between your legs.

There was no way you could ever look at Izuku the same again. How could you ever apologize for what you did, and to make matters worse, you just left him half-naked in that chamber.

What could he possibly have to say to you?

“Hey.”

You clicked the spacebar on your laptop, pausing the show and turning over to the door of your office. Izuku stood there dressed in his regular clothes with a bag strapped over his shoulder.

Your eyes widen but you're quick to mask your look of surprise with an awkward smile. “Hey.”

A moment of silence passes before you clear your throat. “It’s um, very early, what are you doing here?”

He doesn’t say anything, almost like he forgot himself. “Oh yeah…My suit, it’s um…ripped.”

You hate that Mei isn’t here so you can’t just throw this onto her. With a small sigh you get up from your chair, tossing your blanket aside and walking over to Izuku. “Come on, let’s get that fixed up.”

No matter what happens between you and Izuku, you still would never want him to go somewhere else to fix his suit. It’s like cheating on your hairdresser.

It was unbearably silent between you two. Your plan was to act like Friday never happened but it was easier said than done, just seeing Izuku made you want to clench your legs together.

“You haven’t been answering my messages, or calls.”

There it was, the elephant in the room. How were you supposed to act like nothing happened between you two, when you’ve been ignoring him for the whole week!

“My phone has been acting weird, I think it might be broken,” you mutter out a lame excuse as you take Izuku’s suit out the bag and lay it out on the table. Like hell he would believe that. Your best friend could make a whole new brand of phone that would be 100 times better than any phone you could buy now.

He only clicks his tongue and nods and you begin to look over the suit for the damage. “It’s over here,” you almost squeak as you feel a chest press up behind you, Izuku leaning over you to point at where the rips were.

“Thanks,” you mutter out breathlessly, his actions not helping to the throbbing in between your legs. The way his abs felt pressed against your back reminded you of how he held you up against that wall, humping himself in between your legs to pleasure himself and you.

You stop yourself before you lean back into Izuku, moving away from his arms and over to the waist of the suit. If you didn’t know any better, you could say the marks looked intentional. Just too clean to be from a battle, and too straight to not have been done on purpose.

Should you say something? Why would Izuku cut his suit on purpose? No, no, just fix the suit and get him out of here.

You walk over to the nearby computer, typing in a few codes before the table you had set the suit on begins to move, it descended into the floor before it was covered by a glass panel. Some robot hands appeared out from the side before beginning to work on the repairs.

You finish typing on the computer, “alright, should be about 5 minutes.”

“Can we talk?”

A strong smell of bleach enters your nose, the process of repairing is almost done, and is now on the cleaning cycle. The smell is so strong you can’t find yourself to reply to Izuku. “Is it just me, or does that bleach smell really strong?”

“No-”

The smell irritates your mind, it doesn’t help that your heart is racing too. “Geez, that smell is strong,” you breathe out, stumbling out of the cleaning room for some fresh air. Izuku follows behind and though you’ve left the heavily scented room your mind is beginning to spiral.

“Y/n, please, I just wanna talk-” he pleads, but you couldn’t listen if you wanted to run down by fatigue.

“Yesh, yeah, we can talk, just wait here” you put your hand up to stop him. “I’m gonna go get some water.”

He stands still as you make your way to the cafeteria in the building. The cleaning room was quite a ways away now but the annoying smell of lemon bleach clouded your nostrils. You don’t even make it to the cafeteria before you sprint into a nearby bathroom and start to puke your guts out. You attempted to keep your hair from falling into the toilet bowl, but it was quite difficult as you emptied your stomach into the toilet.

You weren’t used to throwing up, you never really drank to that point, and your stomach was normally quite strong when it came to bad food. You stop puking, and rest your face onto the side of the toilet as you catch your breath.

You rub your stomach, it was strange for you to just become sick all of a sudden. Weakly your hand comes up to flush the toilet, and you carefully lift yourself up off the floor. You trudge out the bathroom, leaning against the wall as you take a second to catch your breath.

A weird smell hits your nose, making you want to vomit all over again, and it was coming from outside the bathroom. You walk over to the door and open it, catching one of the building workers who was carrying a plate of food off guard. “Ma’am?” She asks.

“What is that? It smells terrible.”

She brings the plate in front of you, before taking off the cover to show a very beautifully plated breakfast. It looked absolutely delicious, but the sight and smell of it was going to make you throw up again.

“I think I’m gonna be sick,” you quickly run back into the bathroom as your mouth waters, starting to vomit into the toilet again. The worker follows, placing her tray of food onto the bathroom counter before walking over to help.

She grabs your hair and holds it up, a smooth hand running up and down your back. She lets out a small chuckle, “I was the same way when I first got pregnant.”

Pregnant?

“But--” You try to speak in between breaths, “I’m not pregnant?”

The worker only shushes you, continuing to rub your back. Her words still don’t leave your mind, and now that you think about it, you and Izuku definitely didn’t use a condom, and he was too out of his mind to pull out.

It’s way too early for you to be showing signs this heavily though right?

Right?

The vomiting stops and you sit there and take a moment to catch your breath. The worker stands up, “I’m going to get you some soup, my mother used to make it when I was pregnant, it doesn’t have any strong smells so you’ll be able to eat peacefully.”

She opens one of the cabinets in the bathroom and grabs you a few small white towels, placing them next to you before exiting. You flush the toilet again before slowly standing up, grabbing one of the towels and running some warm water on it.

You drag the cloth over your mouth, wiping away any residue that might be left from your previous puking session.

Pregnant? This couldn’t be real, the universe had to be just toying with you, punishing you for taking advantage of Izuku.

As you stand there, the weight of the possibility settling in, you can't help but feel overwhelmed. Thoughts race through your mind as you try to process the implications of the situation. The worker returns with a bowl of soup, and you gratefully accept it, hoping it will help settle your stomach.

The take out bowl, lifting the lid she had put on it to glance at the soup. She was right, it was odorless, and looked delicious. "Thank you," you manage to say, your voice still shaky.

She gives you a kind smile. "You're welcome, dear. Take your time and eat slowly. It'll help you feel better."

You leave the bathroom with the soup in hand, avoiding the cleaning room where you had left Izuku and entering your office.

Mei turned to you, her laptop was still closed which meant she probably just got here. “Whoa you look like shit.”

“Thanks,” you say swifty, grabbing your bag from a nearby couch. “I’m not feeling well so I’m gonna go home, I have a really bad stomach bug.”

Mei eyes you suspiciously, she had gotten into the habit of doing that after your refusal to tell her what happened last week. With the damages to the VR set, and your constant avoidance of Izuku, it was hard to say nothing happened.

“And this has nothing to do with Deku, who’s currently coming up to the office now.”

Shit. “Nope, nothing! Okay bye!” You burst out of the office and hurried to the elevators, spamming the button so you could get down to the garage floor.

As you anxiously wait for the elevator, your mind races with thoughts of how to handle the situation. You can't face Izuku right now, not when you're still processing the possibility of being pregnant. The elevator doors finally open, and you step inside, relieved to have a momentary escape.

Once you reach the ground floor, you rush to your car in the garage, hoping to make a quick getaway. You start the engine and speed out of the parking lot, the weight of the situation weighing heavily on your shoulders.

Driving aimlessly until you find yourself on a quiet street, parked by the side of the road. Tears well up in your eyes as you struggle to come to terms with everything. You feel mixed emotions. What will this mean for your relationship with Izuku? And if you are pregnant, what choices will you have to make?

You take a deep breath, trying to steady your emotions. It's clear that you can't continue avoiding Izuku or the situation at hand. Things had just gotten very serious and it was time to face the truth and have an honest conversation with him. You reach for your phone, intending to call him but stop when it rings. He was calling you.

You hesitate. Maybe you should wait. Just until you have some more information. The uncertainty of the situation weighs heavily on your decision-making process. Once Izuku’s call ends you quickly grab your phone, opening your search browser and searching up how early signs can show, and what the symptoms were.

The internet seemed to make it worse, listing each of your symptoms in many different articles. Before you know it you’re starting to cry, small sobs leaving your mouth.

You stared at one of the articles, a huge text practically mocking you. ‘It’s going to be okay!’ But it wasn’t, it was not going to be okay.

Was buying a pregnancy test always so awkward?

The long line on the one register that was open, the simple music they play to drown out the silence in the store.

Standing with a hoodie pulled over your head and a stack of pregnancy tests in your arms, each a different brand, you can't help but feel self-conscious. The aisle you found yourself in seemed so distant from your usual shopping routine, and the music playing in the store only amplifies the awkwardness of the moment.

The weight of your situation hangs heavily on your shoulders while you wait for your turn to make the purchase. You glance around, hoping that no one you know sees you here. The line seems to move at a snail's pace, prolonging your discomfort. Each passing second feels like an eternity as you become acutely aware of the cashier's gaze and the potential judgment of other customers.

You were next in line, but the grandma that was in front of you just decided she wanted to take her sweet time. Pulling out her phone in request that the cashier explain the store’s mobile app to her. You let out a small groan of frustration, starting to tap your foot on the ground.

“Y/n?”

You freeze. Hoping that maybe whoever called your name would figure it wasn’t you.

You almost jump at the small tap of your shoulder, slowly turning around to meet the face of Uraraka.

“Ohhh heyyy Uraraka,” you extended out the words, trying to act surprised. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh I was just patrolling around and wanted to grab a snack,” she says with a sweet smile. “What are you-“ she glances down at the unmistakable items in your hands.

You drop all the pregnancy tests onto the conveyor belt, “I’m just grabbing some items for a friend!” The transaction feels like it takes forever as you fumble for your wallet, your fingers seemingly incapable of functioning properly.

“You know, Deku has been asking about you.” Her voice turns into one of worry, “he says you haven’t been answering his calls.”

You feel a mix of relief and anxiety as Uraraka believes your hurried explanation and doesn't press further about the pregnancy tests. However, her mention of Izuku only adds to your growing unease.

"Yeah, I've just been really busy lately," you reply, attempting to sound nonchalant as you finally locate your wallet and pay for the items. "Lots of stuff going on, you know?"

Uraraka studies your face for a moment, her concern evident in her eyes. She reaches out and gently touches your arm.

"Y/n, if something's bothering you, you can always talk to me," she offers, her voice filled with sincerity.

“Well, I really have to go.” You tell the cashier to keep the change, grabbing your plastic bag. “Bye Uraraka,” you say quickly before walking out the store.

The one thing that could have gone wrong, went really fucking wrong. Uraraka would definitely tell Izuku that she saw you here. You purposely came out into the store when you knew Izuku would be across town patrolling so you wouldn’t have to run into him.

You look at the tests in your bag, it felt like the word ‘pregnancy’ that’s printed on the box was just mocking you. You throw the bag into the passenger seat of your car before getting in, leaning your head on the top of the steering wheel.

“Fuck…fuck!”

You contemplate your options, the right thing to do here was to stop being such a coward and tell Izuku straight up. But you weren’t going to do that, not yet. So you decided on locking yourself in your home until you gained the courage.

While navigating through the street you mind seems to torture you with all types of different sinarios , each of them ending with Izuku finding out and hating you forever.

You step out of the car, once you arrive home, and retrieve the bag of pregnancy tests from the passenger seat. As you enter your apartment, you close the door behind you, creating a barrier between yourself and the outside world. The familiar surroundings offer a temporary sanctuary, shielding you from the uncertainties that have been plaguing your mind.

You toss the bag onto the table, walking over to your fridge and taking out a gallon of water. You were going to need a lot of pee. As you chug down glass after glass, you find yourself pacing back and forth, your thoughts consumed. It is important that you stay honest with Izuku here, but fear grips you tightly.

Sitting down at the table, you reach for the bag of pregnancy tests and carefully examine them. Each test represents a potential answer to the question that has been haunting you. The longer you keep this secret, the harder it will be to face the consequences and find a resolution.

You take the bag and head to the bathroom. Filled with anxiety and hope, you follow the instructions carefully and lay out the multitude of tests you had on the counter.

You sat on the edge of your bathtub, biting down onto your knuckles as you awaited for some form of answer, but your wait was swiftly interrupted by a knock on your door.

Startled by the knock on the door, you quickly stand up, leaving the pregnancy tests on the counter. Your heart races, wondering who could be at your door at a time like this. The interruption adds another layer of tension to an already overwhelming situation.

Your heart almost stops as you peek through the peephole, it’s Deku and he’s holding many brown bags. You want to ignore his knocks, pretend like you weren’t home. But he calls out for you.

“I know you in there. Just open up please.”

Despite the fear inside you demanding you to say no, you opened the door to your friend. “Hey.”

"Hey, Izuku," you reply, trying to keep your voice steady. "What brings you here?"

Izuku shifts nervously, his gaze flickering from your face to the ground and back again. "I've been trying to reach you, but you haven't been answering my calls or messages," he says, his voice filled with genuine worry. "I was really concerned. Are you okay?"

You swallow hard, the weight of your secret pressing heavily upon you. You're not ready to face the potential consequences and the impact it may have on your relationship with him.

"I... I've just been dealing with some personal stuff," you manage to say, though your voice quivers slightly. "I needed some time alone."

Izuku's concern deepens, and he steps closer, his eyes searching yours for answers. "Y/n, you know you can always talk to me, right? I'm here for you."

His words are filled with sincerity, and a part of you longs to open up and let him in. But the fear of his reaction and the uncertain future holds you back. You can't bear to lose his friendship, especially not now. You change the subject.

“What cha got there?” You point to the brown bags in his hands.

“Oh- these, some grocery, figured we could make some dinner together.” He says sweetly, walking inside and placing the bags onto the countertop. “I got all the ingredients to make your favorite.”

A small smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you step closer to inspect the contents of the bags. Izuku's gesture brings a sense of comfort and normalcy to the moment.

As you unpack the groceries together, a sense of ease settles over the room. Throughout the cooking process, conversation flows easily between you. You discuss everyday topics, while he shares villain stories, and engage in laughter that momentarily lifts the weight from your heart.

“You should have seen Mei’s face, she looked more pissed than Bakugou” you chuckle as you chop the carrots. Izuku's laughter is warm, his peace bringing the same butterflies you felt in highschool to your stomach.

"She does have that fiery temper, doesn't she? It must have been quite a sight." He says, standing over by the large pot. You glance over at him, he looks silly with the apron you forced him to wear, but you couldn’t love him any less. It's in these moments that you realize how much you cherish his presence and the connection you share. But there is something important hanging in the air between you.

But for now, you choose to enjoy the simplicity of the present, relishing in the familiar banter that has always made your friendship special. Until a sharp pain shoots through your finger as your hand slips and the knife almost chops your thumb off.

“Shit!” You curse at the pain, holding your hand up and seeing the crimson blood flow out the wound.

“What happened?” Izuku turns around immediately, grabbing a paper towel to help you with the bleeding. “Where’s your first aid kit?”

“The bathroom,” you say, putting pressure on the wound as he leaves the kitchen and walks down the hallway. The pain throbs through your finger, causing you to wince, but none of that matters when you remember what you had laid out in the bathroom.

The pregnancy test!

You follow Izuku's hurried footsteps with your eyes, cursing him in your mind for his quickness. The pain in your injured finger momentarily fades into the background as your thoughts are consumed by the pregnancy tests laid out in the bathroom. But it’s too late.

He’d paused in the bathroom doorway, eyes set on the multiple pregnancy tests on the bathroom counter. You peaked over his broad shoulder, they still had yet to show results.

Izuku turns his head slightly, glancing at you with surprise, concern, and a hint of fear in his eyes. He opens his mouth to say something, but the words seem to escape him, lost in the moment. His brows furrowed in confusion, searching for an explanation that you have yet to give.

He finally summons the courage to speak. “You’re pregnant?”

“I-I don’t know yet,” you mutter.

He’s fully turned around now, looking at you with an intense eye. “Is this why you’ve been avoiding me? If you thought I wouldn’t take responsibility-”

“Wait- you remember that night?” The words escape your lips before you can stop yourself.

Izuku's expression softens. "Yes, I remember," he replies, his voice laced with vulnerability. "I've been trying to reach out to you, to talk about it, but you've been avoiding me."

Guilt gnaws at you, and you lower your gaze, unable to meet his eye. "I didn't know how to face you, Izuku. I was scared and confused. I took advantage of you…."

“Took advantage?” He repeats humorously. “Y/n…I was well aware of what I was doing. If anything, I took advantage of you.”

Now you were at a loss for words. You stutter as the guilt and self-blame that had been weighing heavily on you start to dissipate. “No, no, it was a side effect, from the VR.”

“Well, maybe it influenced me,” he shakes his head. “But it was you I had in that simulation, and when I saw you in the room with me, I couldn’t help myself.”

You stand there, stunned by Izuku's words. "Izuku," you say. "I didn't know. I thought I had crossed a line, that I had taken advantage of you."

He reaches out, gently wiping away a tear from your cheek. A wave of warmth spreads through your chest. The barriers that had kept you apart crumble, and a renewed sense of closeness envelops you both.

But the moment is interrupted by a loud beep from one of the electronic tests you had bought. With a quick glance at each other, you both swiftly made your way back into the bathroom, each test fading in a result.

Not Pregnant.

You could almost pass out from the relief you felt, another tear slipping out your eye. You begin to laugh at yourself, a self-deprecating laugh.

Izuku puts his hand on your shoulder, pulling you close. “What’s so funny?”

“I was so stressed out for nothing,” you say with a sigh. “I literally thought my life was over.”

He pouts, “and what’s so life ruining about being pregnant with my kid?”

You can't help but chuckle at Izuku's playful response, his words easing the tension that had built up inside you. You lean into his embrace, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort enveloping you.

"You're right," you reply, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Being pregnant with your child doesn't sound so bad after all."

“Great.” He says, lifting you up easily into his arms. “Then you won’t mind trying again.”

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