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truly-morgan · 3 years

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Fanfic idea am too tired to write for now pt.1

So I have many fanfiction Idea, yet my dumb ass is just way too tired in so many ways to actually write anything for now, so I decided “Why not just make a list and see what people enjoy, might give me motivation”. This might be a multi-fandom post, depending on how many idea I can brings back from my bad memory.

After all, what better than writing a fanfic is to just dumb down the plot and ramble about me ideas.

TodoBakuDeku

Soulmate marks AU

They are all soulmates, and two of them a really dumb. The two first to notice are Midoriya and Todoroki. Somewhere after the sport festival, they happen to be changing at the same time for X reason and one of them notice they have a matching marks. We have two dorks unsure what to do, but they decided “Hey, lets give it a chance, we are already on a good start”.

Everything goes well, everyone do kinda notice how close they have become, but hey maybe it just how they are with close friend (especially with poor Shouto being a novice at friendship). But, one day when they are all changing after a sport class, Kirishima points out how similar Bakugo’s mark is to Midoriya’s one, making our explosive boy mad but then realise they have the same. Somehow these two childhood friend either never actually notice it (tbf, Bakugo’s mark isn’t that visible) or just erased that information from their memory if it was ever discovered.

And then we have Todoroki and Midoriya unsure what to do since they weren’t expecting to add a third person (after all it is rather rare thing to happen, but not in my fanfic), while Bakugo is just confused at how this situation as escalated quickly. Then we simply have a couples chapter seeing how thing are evolving between them, maybe some jealous Bakugo who didn’t want any of that at first but didn’t like seeing them this close when he could be a parts of it.

And somehow I wanna have Kirishima trying to help his friends, because of course he would, despite being confused by missing the part where Todoroki is also part of the equation.

Fantasy AU

This one would probably need to be cut in two parts? Like I imagine them meeting on a first quest and kind of slowly falling for each other that way? Like, Midoriya was already on this quest with Iida and Uraraka, joined later by prince Todoroki after Midoriya broke the ice (dum dum tss). They probably meet Bakugo on the way, already acquainted with Midoriya because of past event and decide to tag along “Because I was already going there, anyway Deku would get himself kill if he went alone”. So they ends up kind of bonding over the thing they live through and after killing the demon or something.

Second part is something I feel has more seriousness to it, happening a couple years later, where their relationship is something along the line of “I have no clue what relationship I have with these two exactly, there seems to be something but am not sure, but one thing I know is I am ready to die or kill for them”.

This would happen where Todoroki’s kingdom is dragged into war against the dragonkin because they are allies of the one going against them for land and riches. Todoroki has no choice but to actually follow his dad and obviously Bakugo will take care of his kind. I was imagining this whole scene going where Todoroki asks Midoriya to choice what he knew he wouldn’t regrets doing later on (so obviously going with Bakugo). A truly difficult choice, but the both understand, especially Bakugo, that he has obligation and no real choice in the matter if he wants things to change later on.

So we have this whole war going on, learning that Todoroki was working a little more in the background to actually help or makes thing less bad for the dragonkin when he his the one in commands.

One of the rare fanfic where I had some ideas about how to end this story, despite it being rather unsure yet.

BakuDeku

a/b/o

I was going to make a follow up to Bond where we see some snippet from their daily lives as official mates (yet hidden from the public for obvious reason). I already had a couple of ideas for this one, not sure if it actually count as a fanfiction since all the chapter would be rather “unrelated” to one another, each a little story that doesn’t exactly have a follow up in another chapter.

AllEraserMic

Everyone dies trilogy

I am an angtsy bitch and already started this mini-serie with They Both Knew. It was suppose to only be one story at first, then I wondered “How would the different duo react to on of them dying”. So I already did the Toshinori one, am missing Aizawa and Hizashi. This is purely to write angst since it had been a while since I actually wrote angst (I swear I wanted to cry when writing in on the bus something, the hospital scene was the worst).

So yeah, this is at least already kind of started I suppose.

Soulmate Marks AU

(Can y’all see what kind of jam I like?). This one is an idea that has already be seen quite many time in this ship dynamic, where Both Aizawa and Hizashi are in a nice relationship after discovering they were soulmates when studying at UA. So what happens when Toshinori realise that they are both his soulmate? Of course he can’t tell them, after all he wouldn’t want to break that happy couple.

Of course he’s not the most subtle man on earth about it and the couple does notice how weird he seems to act and how much more than before he make sure that his marks stay hidden.

EraserMic

Villain!Mic

This would most likely be based around the Villain Mic Au created by @corndog-patrol because I just really love her Villain!Mic so much (this is the kind of villain I really love too) and it gave me ideas. Go check her little comics about this AU, it’s absolutely lovely.

This would most likely be a slow burn (because that’s my speciality at this point), with different accounters they have throughout Eraserhead patrols, where he slowly get a better understanding of how Mic actually is, which mean not really a villain, despite Mic trying to convince him otherwise.

I like the idea of working with a Mic who is convince his quirk cannot be use for good because he was convince early on that his quirk is dangerous (painfully proved by his now bad hearing), yet still act in more ways that would be seen a heroic rather than villainous.

Am not an original person when it comes to AU apparently, but I just really like this idea and wanted to play with it a little bit.

If you want a good fanfic that is already written in that setting please go check out Villainous Heroics by Ibelieveinahappilyeverafter. I hope I won’t get subconsciously inspired by it (or at least not too much) when I write this.

BillDip

Reversed a/b/o Dynamic

So I already started it, this is probably cheating, but I don’t have the energy to write right now so fuck it ╮(￣ω￣;)╭. So this is an AU reversing the abo usual dynamic and omega are instead treated very well, coming from a twitter tread i had seen.

The twins are both actors (Mabel the film industry and Dipper more on the theater scene) and Bill is the CEO of the studio for which Mabel’s work. He basically meets Dipper when he was going to greet Mabel and fall head over heel for him, making him want to court him.

This is a rather fluff oriented story, where they slowly get to know each other better and Bill trying to court Dipper because in this house we respect omegas. This is a much more light hearted story than some of the one presented higher in this post. I was only going to start really writing it after finishing my two other AU (the 20′s speakeasy and zombie apocalypse ones), but when i get back into writing I might do that.

Lets make a deal AU

So I already presented this one in a previous list, but I really wanna get to write it down at some point.

This is where Dipper as a lot of confidence issue, comparing himself with his family and not seeing anything good in himself. I wanted to play on Bill not necessarily doing weirdmagedon that year and instead taking interest in Dipper.

I wanted to see Bill slowly pulling Dipper in after getting interested in him and thinking his great mind could help him in his plan. Also what better thing than to have one of the wheel sign on your side?

This is more on a Dark!Dipper AU kind of vibe, where the relationship is probably not as wholesome and good as the other one I’ve written until now, but I wanted to see something different.

Welp, can y’all tell I got interested in bnha lately? (if some of my many doodle of it wasn.t telling). I feel like I write for only two fandom despite loving many show. It just sometimes I feel like I would really be able to do it well? Like I’ve read many Hannibal fanfic, but I don’t think I would be able to write one whom is really good.

Anyway, these are the idea I really wanna write at some point, might get to do it in my not so existent free time or if I don’t feel like reading on the bus.

#fanfiction ideas #fanfiction i want to write #todobakudeku #tododeku #todobaku #bakudeku #allerasermic #erasermic #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #billdip #gravity falls #alternate universe

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izukyu · 4 years

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★ 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐯𝐚'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ★

★ 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐔𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝: June 23rd, 2020.

★ 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬.

- 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝟏-𝐀

Mina Ashido.

➔ what are mina’s kisses like?

Tsuyu Asui.

➔ Something Else - Tsuyu + Rainy Nights.

➔ at what point did tsuyu know she loved her s/o?

Tenya Iida.

➔ Selflessness and Bandages - In which you get injured and your boyfriend has something to say about it.

Ochaco Uraraka.

➔ Quiet, Floating Grief - Ochaco + Late Nights.

➔ Perfume and Deleted Convos - In which you forget your sweater in her dorm.

➔ at what point did ochaco know she loved her s/o?

Eijiro Kirishima.

➔ Smudge Of Heart - In which he invites you over when he dyes his hair red and a confession ensues.

➔ red, crimson, vermillion - out of all the crazy ideas your fully-grown boyfriend could come up with, dyeing your hair the same shade as his was probably one you couldn’t have predicted.

➔ having a s/o who gets anger outbursts.

➔ having a s/o who seems emotionless but is actually a sweetheart.

Mezo Shouji.

➔ what does shouji get excited about?

Kyoka Jiro.

➔ Different Kind of Upbeat - Jiro + Learning A Song For Her.

Hanta Sero.

➔ The Correlation Between Sunlight and Warmth - In which Hanta takes you on a picnic date and fluffy shenanigans ensue.

➔ what does hanta get excited about?

Shouto Todoroki.

➔ Forevermore Solace - It was your last year at U.A., and Shouto wants to make sure you both are clear on something.

➔ Warmth - In which a movie night with him turns into cuddles.

➔ home & warmth - sometimes home isn’t just a place, sometimes warmth doesn’t have to do with temperature, and sometimes introductions seem scarier than they truly are.

➔ screen brightness - leaving your homework for last minute was probably not a good idea, but at least you have shouto to motivate you when it gets hard.

➔ what’s it like waking up with shouto todoroki?

➔ his girlfriend seeing him shirtless for the first time.

➔ first kiss.

➔ seeing his s/o in theatre productions.

➔ having a s/o who’s really short.

➔ having a chubby and non-binary s/o.

➔ [emergency request] when his s/o is feeling suicidal.

➔ what are shouto’s kisses like?

➔ what does shouto get excited about?

➔ what does shouto look for in a person?

Katsuki Bakugo.

➔ Ruby Stare - In which he feels guilty and finds it hard to even look you in the eye.

➔ what’s it like waking up with katsuki bakugo?

➔ having a s/o who gets anger outbursts.

➔ having a s/o who seems emotionless but is actually a sweetheart.

➔ how does katsuki spice up the relationship?

➔ writing a love letter to his s/o who likes old-fashioned & cliché stuff.

➔ writing a letter to a long-time penpal of his.

➔ the one in which izuku writes you a letter and a certain bakugo isn’t too happy about it.

➔ being katsuki’s second-year friend.

Izuku Midoriya.

➔ Hopes and Dreams - Ever since Izuku Midoriya was a little kid, he set his heart on becoming a pro-hero. Now, with the news of getting into the prestige hero school of his dreams, he can only think of one person to celebrate with.

➔ what’s it like waking up with izuku midoriya?

➔ having a s/o who seems emotionless but is actually a sweetheart.

➔ having a s/o who’s really short.

➔ telling him he’s going to be a dad.

➔ having a s/o who’s scared of pregnancy.

➔ comforting his s/o with movies and cuddles after a bad day.

➔ what are izuku’s kisses like?

➔ what does izuku get excited about?

➔ what does izuku look for in a person?

➔ how and when does izuku propose to his s/o?

➔ how does izuku spice up the relationship?

➔ how did izuku court his s/o?

➔ the one in which izuku writes you a letter and a certain bakugo isn’t too happy about it.

➔ monster, monster high - running into your long-lost childhood friend and confronting a highly-marketed cryptid was sadly not in your bucket list for visiting your hometown, but a little thrill never killed anyone, right? (vampire! deku) (fave!)

Momo Yaoyorozu.

➔ Forgotten Tea, Newfound Peace - Momo + Study Dates.

➔ having a s/o who gets anger outbursts.

➔ at what point did momo know she loved her s/o?

- 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝟏-𝐁.

Neito Monoma.

➔ what does neito get excited about?

➔ what are mornings like with neito?

➔ what are neito’s kisses like?

- 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬.

Hitoshi Shinsou.

➔ Boxes Laced With Latitude - In which you try to help Hitoshi move into his new dorm.

➔ Sunday Morning - In which you spend a lazy morning with your fiancé. (fave!)

➔ having a s/o who’s really short.

➔ how does shinsou spice up the relationship?

- 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞.

Mirio Togata.

➔ Friday Night - Aspiring Pro Hero Mirio Togata, exhausted from his training, questions what’s really in store for him.

➔ Mistletoe - In which you find yourself under the mistletoe with your best friend.

➔ Cuddling, No Mistletoe - (continuation of Mistletoe) In which you have a movie night with your boyfriend.

➔ 1 A.M. - In which you cuddle with Mirio and oh my god, are we not going to talk about his arms?

➔ Starlit Touch - In which you play with his hair and Mirio realizes he’s truly whipped for you.

➔ Strumming Of Heart - In which you don’t believe Mirio can actually play guitar.

➔ spring days - spring’s just around the corner - time to care for your plants and mess around with your boyfriend!

➔ baby hotline! - weekends and cuddles, what more could you ask for?

➔ getting a #1 dad shirt from his pregnant s/o. (fave!)

➔ what are mornings like with mirio?

➔ what is mirio’s sleep schedule like and how does it revolve around his s/o?

➔ what are mirio’s kisses like?

➔ at what point did mirio know he loved his s/o?

➔ how experienced is mirio with relationships?

➔ would mirio want a family?

➔ what is mirio’s favourite thing to do with his s/o?

➔ writing a letter to his s/o who’s been sick for awhile.

Tamaki Amajiki.

➔ Impossible Year - In which Fat Gum drags him to a hero reunion and he can’t seem to take his eyes off of you.

➔ hugging his s/o instead of facing a wall.

➔ his s/o plays with his sensitive ears.

➔ what is tamaki’s favourite place to take his s/o?

➔ what does tamaki get excited about?

➔ what are tamaki’s kisses like?

➔ what is tamaki’s favourite thing to do with his s/o?

- 𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬.

Oboro Shirakumo.

➔ Umbrellas Are Overrated - In which you forget your umbrella on a rainy day, but a certain cloud boy comes to your rescue.

➔ a cat tore my homework apart - who would’ve guessed a run-in with the school’s resident kitten would score you a date with a cute cloud guy?

★ 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬/𝐏𝐫𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬.

- 𝐔.𝐀. 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬.

Shouta Aizawa (Eraserhead).

➔ Knots - In which he’s tired and you play with his hair.

➔ Visiting Hours (younger aizawa) - In which spending an evening in the hospital with you makes him realize a thing or two. (fave!)

➔ Winter Woe - i literaly don’t even have a summary for this. it’s just fluffy ooc aizawa comforting the reader.

➔ having a s/o who’s intimidating but similar to Present Mic.

➔ Class 1A meeting his baby. (fave!)

➔ comforting his student who’s not a fan of the holidays.

➔ does shouta get jealous?

Hizashi Yamada.

➔ how does hizashi spice up his relationship?

➔ how and when does hizashi propose to his s/o?

➔ how romantic is hizashi? how does he show affection?

➔ writing a letter for his s/o who’s overseas.

Toshinori Yagi (All Might).

➔ Every Single Thing - In which Toshinori reminisces on the friendship you two had years ago, along with his slight crush on you.

- 𝐏𝐫𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬.

Keigo Takami (Hawks).

➔ Winter Solstice - “Winter is the time for comfort – it is the time for home.” - Edith Sitwell.

➔ when his s/o has an ear infection.

➔ on canvas - hawks needed to gain the public’s hearts once again, and attending a charity event seemed like the way to go, but falling for the cute artist in charge of him wasn’t something he planned on.

Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fat Gum).

➔ Secret Recipe - In which he arrives late at night and in a dire need of your baking.

★ 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬. - 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬.

Dabi.

➔ when his s/o has an ear infection.

Jin Bubaigawara (Twice).

➔ writing a love letter after being confessed to.

Shuichi Iguchi (Spinner).

➔ writing a love letter in which he confesses.

★ 𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭.

prompt list.

event tag (*tea parlor).

event masterlist.

★ 𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭.

prompt list.

event tag (*lounge of charm).

event masterlist.

★ 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭.

an event in which you get to send in roleplay starters/interactions for any character!

event tag (guavasleepover).

schedule: [TBA]

★ 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐭.

Mirio And His #1 Dad Shirt by @poppyplanter80 <3

★ 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

#masterlist #masterpost #bnha x reader #mha x reader #guava.msg

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feifood · 3 years

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YOU'RE HOLDING AN EVENT? OMFG I CAN'T LET THIS PASS WITHOUT REQUESTING SO CAN I PLEASE HAVE AIZAWA WITH PROMPT NUMBER 27+28? THANK YOU SO MUCH! 💜

VERY NICE CHOICE ANON LOVE ME SOME AIZAWA SENSEI god this man is so perfect I love him so much adfhdjfh OKAY ANYWAYS I hope you enjoy !!

Shouta Aizawa [fluff]: 27. “Are they really ‘just a friend’?” 28. “Are you flirting with me?”

Word count: 955 words Warnings: None Summary: Aizawa hates coffee but maybe a little bit less after a barista catches his eye ;))

The sweet yet bitter aroma of coffee in the warm air fills Shota’s lungs to the brim the moment he walks in. As someone who preferred to consume jelly packets rather than coffee, it would be an understatement to say he did not want to be here. But since he was a man who stayed true to his words, he let Midnight and Present Mic drag him to this new café that opened up on school grounds.

The café has definitely gained an insane amount of popularity in a short amount of time. With all staff and students forced to move into the U.A. dorms due to the villain attacks, Principal Nezu wanted to ease the stress with a new food court.

Making their way further into the crowded space, Aizawa kept his head low and let his hair cover his face. He hated large crowds more than anything. After he took a seat at the table that Hizashi got, the tired teacher suddenly perked his head up at the sight of you.

He couldn’t help but stare at you. The barista behind the counter. With your bright smile and red apron, there you were just a few meters away from him greeting new customers and taking their orders.

“Shota we’re gonna go order what would you like?” Midnight’s voice snaps him out of his trance.

“Um,” his mind scrambled from discovering your existence, "I’ll just have whatever you’re having,” he couldn’t think of something to respond with.

The rest of the time he spent at the café passed by faster than he’d like to admit. Nezu needs to extend lunch hours, he complains in his head as he gives you one last glance before making his way out the door.

You were stuck inside his head for the rest of the week, if Shota wasn’t mentally exhausted enough from being a pro hero and teacher at once, he was definitely worn out now after daydreaming about you all day. He didn’t even know your name! He would remind himself. How could he be so crazy about someone just from looking at them?

As the next week came around, he knew he had to do something about this little obsession.

“You wanna what?” Midnight says in shock. The three now at the teachers lounge during lunch hours.

“I wanna go back to that café again,” Shota admits to his friends.

“And you want us to come with you?” Hizashi asks for clarification, to which Aizawa nods. “I’m on lunch patrol this week, but you can go with Midnight.”

“Why do you want to go anyways?” Nemuri adds, “I thought you hated crowded places? And coffee?”

The dark haired man responds with a shrug, he can’t have them know what’s going on yet.

There he is again, you say to yourself. The teachers known as pro hero Eraser and Midnight have become frequent customers lately and Aizawa doesn’t fail to catch your attention every time. As much as you’d like to hope he’s coming in to see you, your minds convinced you that he’s with Midnight. I mean, have you seen her? The conversation in your mind continues, who wouldn’t want to be with Midnight? Unbeknownst to you, Shota’s freaking out on the other side of the room.

“I want to get to know the barista,” he finally reveals to Midnight, taking a sip of his coffee and then wincing at the bitter taste he still hasn’t gotten familiar to.

“WAIT,” she says a little bit too loudly, “do you like the barista? Is that why we’ve been coming here so often? SHOUTA’S INTERESTED IN SOMEONE?”

“Keep it down,” he loudly whispers, “okay maybe I am. So what? It’s not like I have a chance.”

Midnight pouts, “why not? Shota you need to know your worth. You’re a great person, you just have to prove it to them.”

She has a point, he reassures himself, here goes nothing.

Standing up to make his way to the counter, your eyes lock with his and you give him a soft smile. God if only he had the same quirk as the journalist who can pull cameras out of his skin, Shota would’ve already taken enough to fill a photobook.

“Hello! In the mood to order again?” You greet him.

The teacher buries himself further into his scarf to hide the pink tint forming on his cheeks, “y-yes.”

“Great! What would you like?” He freezes in place at the question. Shota didn’t think he would actually make it this far as to talk to you, so much so that he has no idea what he even wants to order. Glancing between you and the countertop in embarrassment, he tries to straighten out the messy thoughts in his mind.

“Y-you,” he blurts out. Oh no. He braces himself for your response, this is the end.

“Huh?” You tilt your head and raise an eyebrow, “Are you flirting with me?”

Shota swears he’s never been in more of an awkward situation in his life, “yes,” he answers, keeping his head down from the same situation. That is, until you begin chuckling.

“You had your eye on me the whole time? I thought you were already with that other teacher you always come in with!”

Aizawa’s eyes finally meet yours, “who, Midnight? She joins me for emotional support,” he laughs at himself.

“Is she really ‘just a friend’?”

“Yes,” Shota nods, a little bit too aggressively, “positive.”

A few moments later, Midnight watches as Eraser practically prances back to their table with a grin on his face. “How did it go?” She asks in excitement.

Shota doesn’t respond, simply turns his coffee cup to reveal your number written on the sleeve.

#fei.aizawa #fei.NewYearsEvent #aizawa #mha #bnha #eraserhead #fluff #cafe #dont bully me but i may or may not have a huge crush on aizawa #moving on

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drabbles-drabbles-everywhere · 4 years

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The Scars That Have Been Left Behind

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Chapter Two

“So from what I gathered, the Agaki’s are the last stop for troubled children. If this place doesn’t work out then they’re sent to Kamino ward and from what I’ve heard about the place, it’s not pleasant. Anyways, it looks like they have three other charges. A 14 year old boy, Tokui Hiro, a 17 year old girl Rai Makkiko and a 4 year old girl, Okuda Kumi, who was recently adopted, but seems her parents house is currently without water and electricity due to a villain attack so they couldn’t take her in yet. The police are meeting us there, with a few paramedics, just in case any of them is hurt,” Sachiko, Hizashi’s mom, rattled off as they pulled up to the house. There were three cop cars and one ambulance, all with their lights off for now. “Zashi, try to stay calm. I have no idea what we’ll find, but we both know that it’s not going to be anything good,”

“I know, I’ll do my best, but I’m at least going to scare the shit out of him,” Hizashi muttered, climbing out of the car.

“I can deal with that, but no open threats. We have to think about this like we’re going to court. Which we might have to,” Hizashi nodded as they walked to the door, two police officers following close behind them. Hizashi rolled his shoulders before knocking on the door, pushing his emotions down and putting on his Present Mic persona. It took a few minutes, but the door finally swung open, revealing a young girl, Kumi, if Mic remembered correctly.

“Well hello little listener, can you get your caretakers please?” Hizashi smiled, trying no to flinch at the sight of another muzzle wrapped around the incredibly pale face of the girl. She stared wide-eyed for a second, but nodded slightly before heading deeper into the house, little thumps audible on the stairs as she went.

“What do you want?” a voice yelled from deeper in the house. Mic’s smile faltered, turning into a scowl, before being forced back into a smile as louder, heavier thumps could be heard descending the stairs. The footsteps seemed to falter as a short blonde woman came towards them, followed by a taller man, not as tall as Hizashi, with almost fiery red hair followed after her.

“How can we help you?” Mrs. Agaki asked, forcing a bright smile as she stood in front of Mic and Sachiko.

“Good morning, sorry for bothering you so early in the morning, but I’m afraid this couldn’t wait. I’m Yamada Sachiko, this is Present Mic, officer Hosoi, and officer Komatsu. I’ll be taking over for Morimura Maki, I’m now responsible for Shinsou Hitoshi. One of your wards that ended up in the hospital, found by Pro hero Mrs.Joke, who was thankfully in the area Shinsou was stumbling through, half conscious, covered in bruises, cuts and what appeared to be burn marks, along with a broken arm and sprained ankle. A villain attack was unlikely, based on the fact that the kid was alive and walking around. There was no way any villain would let him get away. That paired with the fact that he is malnourished, and severely underweight for his age group, the logical answer was abuse and neglect. Therefore, we’ve come to do a home visit and talk with the other three children in the house. So if you’d kindly call the children down, Present Mic and Officer Komatsu will talk to them while Officer Hosoi and myself talk with you too. Mic, Komatsu, please take a look at the children's rooms as well,” Sachiko flashed the Agaki’s a kind smile as she walked past them into the house. They both stood there, shell shocked, but keeping their faces neutral as they waved the other three inside, closing the door after them.

“Oh, Mic, remember to pack a bag for Shinsou as well. After talking with the others, you and Komatsu will make the decision if they need to be removed as well,” Mic and Komatsu nodded, waiting expectantly to be lead to where the children’s rooms are.

“They’re upstairs, first door on the left,” Mrs. Agaki supplied. Mic nodded, but made no move to leave, instead holding his hand out towards them, palm up.

“We need to take Kumi’s muzzle off,” the pair hesitated, neither moving to hand the key to the man. “Now!” Mic shouted, startling the two at the anger in his voice, a smile still on his face, though it wasn’t the friendly one he wore earlier. Mr, Agaki fumbled in his pocket, hand shaking as he dropped the key in Hizashi’s hand. “Thank you,” Hizashi spun on his heel, walking towards the stairs, taking two at a time till he reached the landing, eyes automatically flicking to the door, where three pairs of eyes stared back at him, all of them wide open, staring at him in awe.

“You’re Present Mic,” the eldest, Makkiko, whispered as if Mic would disappear if she spoke any louder.

“I am indeed,” he flashed them his signature smirk, striking a pose and holding it for a second. “And this is officer Komatsu. We’re here to talk about Mr. and Mrs. Agaki and how well you children are taken care of. Ah, I also need to pack a bag for Shinsou, if you would kindly show me where his stuff is at.”

“He’s not coming back?” the boy, Hiro, asked, his voice hopeful.

“Shinsou won’t be coming back. In fact, from what I heard a nice couple has agreed to take him in,” the smile that spread across Hiro and Makkiko’s face was a little bittersweet for Hizashi.

“Good, he didn’t deserve to be treated like that,” Makkiko growled.

“I agree. No kid deserves to go through what Shinsou went through. Which reminds me,” Hizashi crouched in front of Kumi, his smile softening as he held up the ket, pinched between his fingers. Kumi hesitated, but eventually turned, moving her light blue hair out of the way, while Hizashi unlocked and removed the awful device. “There we go kid,” Kumi turned back around, a bright smile on her face, even though she rubbed at the irritated cuts on her cheeks and around her jaw. Hizashi couldn’t help the flair of anger, gripping the muzzle harder, hearing the thing crack under the pressure.

“THAnk you,” everyone seemed to flinch at the sound, Kumi’s voice shouting at him before dropping, her eyes going wide in fear. Hizashi just continued to smile, not even flinching at the sound.

“Hey, hey don’t even worry little listener. I used to have control issues with my quirk too. It’s normal at your age,” Kumi seemed taken aback by his response, but merely smiled up at him in response. “Now then, I have a few questions to ask you guys before we have a look around. Please answer honestly and to the best of you ability,” all three kids nodded in understanding, moving back to let the adults in, the three kids sitting on one bed, while Hizashi sat across from them on the other bed and Komatsu looked around the room. The bedroom was bare, nothing hanging on the walls, very few toys were spread around the room. It looked like almost nobody lived in the bedroom, as if it was only there for guests. “How do your caregivers treat you?”

“They ignore us for the most part. Only ever talking to us to scold us or to tell us about the chores that need to be done. We mostly stay in our room, we’re not really allowed to be in many parts of the house. Mainly just our room, the kitchen, and the bathroom. Though they have taken our kitchen privileges away before. It’s lasted a week at the most, a couple hours at least,” Makkiko responded, almost like she was rattling off a recipe.

“They take your kitchen privileges? So you have to wait for them to cook then?” Komatsu asked, quietly jotting down notes as the kids talked.

“No. They don’t cook. Well not for us anyway, Makkiko and I are responsible for making breakfast and dinner for everyone. Makkiko’s in charge of making Kumi’s lunch and after school snack. So if one of us has our privileges taken away we don’t get to eat, and if both of us have it taken away, Kumi doesn’t eat either. So we try to make sure at least one of us is allowed in the kitchen. So we take the blame for each other sometimes, depending on who already isn’t allowed in the kitchen,” Hiro replied, shrugging as if it was normal to not be able to eat after getting in trouble. “Though there are times when they just, ground us from eating. Mainly Shinsou or Kumi, but Makkiko and I always sneak them snacks, if we can that is.” Hizashi was getting more and more angry as they talked. How could anyone treat children like that?

“What else happens when you get in trouble?”

“Well, sometimes we’re just grounded, other times we’re locked in our room. If they’re really angry they hit us. Not as bad as they do to Shinsou though. They’ve had it out for him since he got here. If things are really really bad, you get locked in the closet. I’ve only been in there a few times, same with Hiro and Kumi, but Shinsou was put in there a lot. At least twice a week, sometimes more. He’s terrified of small spaces and the dark because of it. He’d be put in there for the littlest things too. Sometimes with no warning,” Makkiko’s voice dropped and she couldn’t help but fidget, pulling on the sleeve of her shirt. “They don’t like his quirk. He can brainwash someone by getting them to answer a question, and because he’s so young he obviously can’t control it, so he used to do it by accident, until they started muzzling him. Then they just seemed like hurt him for fun. ALways calling him a villain, telling him he wouldn’t amount to anything, that there was no way he’d be a hero with such a villainous quirk.”

“Have they ever hurt you like Shinsou?” Hizashi asked, his hands gripping the material of his pants in a white knuckle grip.

“Sometimes. Especially when we lose control of our quirks. We try to take the blame for most of the things Kumi does, but Shinsou and her get the worst of it,” Hiro whispered. “They’ve broken bones before. Kumi just got her cast of a few days ago from a broken arm Mr.Agaki gave her after she broke a window at school from her quirk. He’s given us burns before, with his quirk. Makkiko has passed out from dehydration within the last month.” The boy fell silent, gaze fixed on the ground.

“I’ve heard enough. Kid’s, please pack your bags. We’re going to take you to the hospital to get checked out and then find you somewhere else to stay. Please pack a bag of Shinosu’s stuff too. Meet us downstairs when you’re done. Komatsu, please stay with them and escort them out when they’re done.” Hizashi flashed them a reassuring smile, before turning on his heel, stalking down the stairs. His whole body was shaking as he tried to contain his anger, he walked through the dining room, shaking his hands out as he approached the kitchen, where his mother still stood, talking to the other police officer, the Agaki’s stood near them, an unknown look on their faces as he approached.

“Sachiko, the children are getting their bags packed as we speak. We should get them checked out at the hospital one they’re done. From what I was informed of there may be some burns and other, older wounds that may need to be checked on. Kumi apparently had a broken arm a few weeks ago and I want to make sure the bone was set right and Makkiko passed out from dehydration at some point recently,” Hizashi listed off, paying no mind to the other adults in the room.

“What? You can’t take them! You have no proof!” Mrs.Agaki screeched, eyes flickering to the children as they came down the stairs, Kumi smiling as she was carried down by Komatsu, the young officer making faces at the little girl as they walked down. Kumi giggled, covering her mouth with her little hands, making a face back at the normally stoic officer.

“We didn’t need any Shinsou was enough proof. Did you really think we’d come here without any?” Hizashi, tilted his head back, a sadistic smirk on his face and furry flashing in his green eyes as he looked at the woman. He smirked even wider as she shivered at his look. “Anyways! We should be on our way, Kids, if you’d kindly follow Komatsu and Mrs. Yamada,” ha paused, pointing to his mother. “We’ll be going now. The three of you are welcome to ride with Sachiko and me, if you want, or you can ride with Komatsu. It’s up to you,” Hizashi spoke, smiling brightly at them and ushering everyone out the door.

“Hey! We’re not done!” Mr.Agaki yelled, grabbing Hizashi’s wrist as he passed. Hizashi could feel his skin heat up at his touch, going from slightly warm to burning in a matter of seconds, but Hizashi didn’t even flinch.

“Please, do give me more evidence against you. It’ll make this so much easier,” Hizashi watched the anger be replaced by shock, realization spreading across his face as he let go. “That’s what I thought,” he growled, before stalking out of the house, glad he had on a short sleeve t-shirt, as his usual leather jacket would be rubbing his burn skin raw.

Once outside MIc dropped into the passenger seat of his mother’s car, his whole body vibrating with adrenaline and his arm burning and painful. The skin red, and already blistering. He groaned at the pain, slamming his head into the dashboard to try to distract himself from it. He could go see the paramedics, but he just wanted to get out of there, and they were going to the hospital anyways.

“Stop that,” his mother scolded, sliding into the seat next to him, after helping the kids put their stuff in the trunk and making sure they were buckled in, before they pulled out of the driveway. “Slamming your head into my dashboard won’t help you any. I swear, somethings never change,” She chuckled, reaching over to smooth his hair down. Hizashi sighed, leaning into the touch, calming down at the familiar sensation.

“I swear I’ll never let anybody hurt him again,” Hizashi growled, sitting up and leaning his head against the cool window instead.

“I know hun and no one ever will. Not with you and Sho by his side.”

“You’re taking Shinsou in?” Makkiko asked, surprise lacing her voice as she sat up straighter.

“Ah, thought you’d be asleep. I guess you’ve caught me. Yes, my partner and I are trying to adopt him. Hopefully it will be before he gets released from the hospital,” Hizashi smiled at her through the rearview mirror. The car lapsed into silence, Makkiko obviously wanted to ask something, but seemed to be hesitating, trying to figure out if it was safe to ask it.

“Present MIc?” She started, voice a little shaky as she did. “Do-Do you think we could see Shinosu? We weren’t supposed to talk to each other, but it was easy for us to communicate since he mostly signs and, well I, kinda see him as a little brother,” the last words were muttered. As if she would get in trouble for such a statement.

“Of course you can!” Hizashi beamed at her. “We’ll get you checked out and then you can come see him. Though I’m not sure if he’ll be awake. But I know he’ll appreciate a familiar when he does wake up,” Makkiko smile brightly at him, before turning to look back out the window. It was nearing 6 in the morning, the sun starting to rise and fill the sky with color.

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‘What happened to your arm?’ Half an hour later found Hizashi trudging back into the room, arm wrapped, but still painful even with the added burn cream. All the kids had been checked out, Kumi’s arm was fine, though her cast had come off to early. Makkiko was still dehydrated, which they were helping with an iv drip, but she was still allowed to walk around, and Hiro was mostly fine, just a few almost infected burns on his back and upper shoulder. But all in all the kids would be fine, Kumi would be picked up by her new parents with in the hour, but for now all three kids followed Hizashi into Shinsou room, where both the boy and Shouta were awake and enjoying their breakfast.

“Mr.Agaki, he reminds me of a certain temperamental pro hero who also has a fire quirk,” Hizashi replied, slumping in the chair next to the bed. “I swear I’ve never hated someone so much.” Hizashi sighed, running his hand through his hair, breaking up the gel that kept it up. “Sho, do you have any of those-” A small squeeze packet landed in his lap, smacking him in the chest before it fell. “Thanks love,” Hizashi muttered, opening the packet and slurping it down within a few minutes.

“Ugh, I can’t believe you eat those awful things too,” Hizashi’s Mimi gagged, snatching the empty packet from him. “I swear your both children,” she muttered, throwing the packet away and tossing a menu to him. “Order an actual breakfast for yourself and the other kids before I tell your mother,” Hizashi groaned, but grabbed the menu from her, selecting what he wanted and letting kids get whatever they wanted, on the order that they got fresh fruit with it.

“I normally don’t Mimi, but god I needed a pick me up.”

‘There’s nothing wrong with them. It’s just like drinking a few cups of coffee,’ Shouta scowled.

“I’m just poking fun darling. But seriously don’t let Sachiko see you with those. She’ll rip you a new one for sure.”

“Jitsuko, are you letting those boys eat those stupid energy jelly packets again?” Sachiko asked, walking into the room, a nurse following behind her with a tray of food.

“You know our boys Sachi, they’ll do whatever they want,” Sachiko hummed in agreement, draping herself over her wifes back. “My dear, I do believe we should go. It’s early and I’m exhausted,” Jitsuko nodded, quickly saying their goodbyes and leaving the other 6 in the room.

“Is Mrs. Yamada your mom?” Kumi asked, making sure her voice was extra quiet, as to not set off her quirk again.

“She is indeed. A wonderful woman who helped me train my voice quirk. Maybe I could help you, if that’s okay with your family of course.” Hizashi smiled at the little girl, who smiled back before shoving a bite of pancake in her mouth, causing Hizashi to snort with amusement.

‘Voice quirk?’ Shouta asked, smiling at the little girl. Hizashi nodded back, pushing his fruit around his plate. ‘Are you going to introduce me? Or are you gonna continue playing with your food?’

“Right! So, that’s Tokui Hiro, Rai Makkiko, and Okuda Kumi. Kids, this is Aizawa. They were also in the care of the Agaki’s. Makkiko wanted to see Shinsou and I didn’t want to leave the others alone.”

‘Well it’s nice to meet them,’

“It’s nice to meet you Mr. Aizawa,” Shouta jumped slightly, he didn’t think any of the kids knew sign, though it made sense now that he thought about it. She smiled, before turning to Shinsou. “I’m glad you’re okay. I was worried,”

‘I didn’t mean to do it. I slipped up and used my quirk on him. It was an accident.’ Shinsou quickly signed, as if she was blaming him. ‘I’m sorry Kiko,’ Shinsou dropped his head. Absently picking at the skin our his muzzle.

“Stop that, you’re going to make it worse. Besides, I’m not mad at you. Just glad you’re okay and being looked after. A little bird told me you’re getting adopted,” Makkiko smiled, at the surprise, but skeptical look on his face. It quickly turned to a frown, sadness filling his eyes.

‘Who told you that? They’re a liar. Who would want me? A mistake, a villain, a waste of-’

“Enough,” the whole group jumped at Shouta’s rough, scratchy voice. “Sorry,” Shouta cleared his throat, taking a drink of his water. ‘Shinsou, you are none of those things. You’re not a mistake, nor a waste of space, and you definitely aren’t a villain,’ Shouta paused, tilting Shinsou’s face so he would meet his eyes. ‘Do you think I’m a villain?’ Shinsou’s eyes went wide as he fiercely shook his head ‘no’. Well, when I was young, everyone told me I would be nothing more than a villain. That I’d never get into the hero course, so I might as well give up and just become a villain. I believed them too ya know. Why wouldn’t I? After all it was my parents who told me that after all,’ Shinsou’s eyes grew even wider as he listened, after all, none of this was known about the underground hero. ‘I wasn’t going to even apply to Yuuei, but then I met a certain loud blonde, who was being picked on for the muzzle he was forced to wear. They were using their quirks on him and it didn’t sit right with me, so I erased them, and they ran off after seeing me. Even back then I was quite intimidating and the fact my eyes turn red with my quirk helped a lot. Naturally, I asked if he was okay and he just nodded at me. Now even if I didn’t like to talk, I hated the silence and I could tell that this loud blonde loved to talk. So naturally, I picked the lock of his muzzle and he immediately started shouting about how cool my quirk was and that I’d make a great hero. I didn’t believe him, not that day at least, but after seeing him time and time again, he wore me down and I tried out with him. I didn’t make it into the hero course though. It isn’t really a fair test though. But I was accepted into the general studies course. But that same blond wouldn’t let me give up. He helped me train, showing me what they were being taught, and eventually I participated in the sports festival, and came in first, even beating that loud blond. Who didn’t care in the slightest. Afterwards I was transferred to the hero course. Where I made my dreams come true, made a few new friends, and became closer with the love of my life. A crazy, loud blond, who honestly looks like a cockatiel sometimes,’ Shouta snorted at the afronted look on his husbands face.

“I do not look like a cockatiel!” Hizashi squacked, scowling as Shouta laughed.

‘I beg to differ, even Nemuri agrees. Tensi does too, hell even little Tenya does and he’s five!’

“Seriously?!” Hizashi shouted. Shouta just snorted another laugh at him, turning back to Shinsou.

‘You can be whatever you want kid, and we’re going to help you. Makkiko wasn’t lying. We already submitted the paperwork. We’re adopting you kid. If you want that, we won’t force you into anything,’

‘YES!’ Shinsou signed excitedly, but immediately shrunk into himself after. ‘I mean, if you want to and if it’s not a huge bother,’ Shinsou’s hands were slow as he signed, as if they were going to take their offer off the table if he moved to quickly.

“We wouldn’t offer if we weren’t being serious. You agreed, now you’re stuck with us kid,” Hizashi joked, smiling softly at him. “We’ll help you achieve anything and everything you put your heart into and no one will ever, hurt you again. Not on our watch.”

‘Yeah kid, the cockatiel is right. You’re stuck with us and we’ll do whatever it takes to achieve your dreams. No matter what,’ Shouta smiled at him, Shinso offering a small hopeful look, as much as he could behind that godforsaken muzzle.

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~Thank You~ (Present Mic X Teen! Reader)

Authors Note: Just want to be clear real quick. This is a PLATONIC relationship. If you see any 'Teen! Reader' or 'Child! Reader' it will always be platonic. This is my first time writing for Bnha and I'm excited. Present Mic and Aizawa are my favorites, so I will probably write about them the most.

Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Present Mic X Teen! Reader (Platonic) Warnings: Anxiety, Platonic Reader

Anyway, please enjoy~

~~~~~3rd P.O.V.~~~~~ Being a shy and quiet kid was ruff. Yea sure, there were a lot of anxious filled teens around your age. For you tho, you had it hard.

Why? Because your quirk involved you to stand up and sing in front of people.

Why do I bring this up now? You have to sing in front of millions of people this second.

You've advanced far enough into the Sports Festival to the point where you're competing in the 1 vs. 1 matches. You have no idea how you got this far without using your quirk. Pure luck would be your guess.

"Aaaaaaall right party goers! Let's bring out our next contestants!" That all to familiar voice echoed through the arena followed by cheers from the large crowd. Anxiety rose as you walked onto the dirt ground where everyone in the world could see you. Your head was down as you nervously rubbed your arm. That was a habit you developed at a young age.

"First up on the court is from class 1B! They haven't used their quirk at ALL in the competition, so who knows what this kid can do! L/n Y/n!" Present Mic, your idol, introduced you as the fans went wild.

You shook while tears threaten to spill as you stood in front of your opponent, Mina Ashido.

"Let the fight BEGIN!" and so it started. Your opponent was quick to react as if millions of people weren't watching her every move. She threw some kind of liquid at you, but you dodged the attack. You pulled down a mic, that was sitting on your ear, toward your mouth. Thanks to your friend, Mei Hatsume, that made a portable mic and speakers so everyone can hear you sing.

You took a deep breath as you watched where your opponent was going to attack you next. As you did so, a soft hum left your mouth. You could barely hear yourself through all the noise, so you sang louder.

A soft melody came through the speakers attached to your arms. They were like sweat bans with built-in speakers. the stadium went quiet as you sang. Your opponent stopped, let out a yawn, and rubbed her eyes as if she was about to fall asleep. You could see the gears in her head turn. In an instant, Mina covered her ears. She figured it out.

As you kept singing, your throat grew sore. This is what happens when you use your voice too much. Mina found an opportunity as you took a small rest. She threw her acid at both of your wrist bans. You stared in horror as the material melted. The small pain lingered on your wrists as you tried to shake it off.

As you did so, Mina came skating full speed with a smirk that plastered on her face.

"Huh?... Aah!"

You were thrown into the dirt by her attack. You groaned in pain from the impact and the many times you rolled.

"Mina Ashido is the winner!" Midnight announced to everyone. The crowd went wild as they stood up. You looked at how far she threw you, but you wished you hadn't. The only thing that crossed the line was your hand. Your eyes widened as tears piled into them. You tried to hide your face with shaky hands as you bolted toward the exit, leaving your opponent to celebrate.

"Poor kid." Mic looked at his bandaged covered friend as he leaned back into the chair. "That was expected. Y/n was anxious stepping into the arena in the first place. Not to mention they are one of the quieter kids. Their quirk doesn't quite fit their personality." Aizawa mumbled threw his wrappings. Hizashi looked at your document as an idea popped into his head.

~~~~~School~~~~~ "Oh cool! Look at how many people want to intern me!"

Your classmates were looking at their intern request papers as you sat in the back of the class with nothing on your desk. No request paper to be seen. A deep sigh escaped your lips as you slouched in the seat. Your fingers tangled themselves in your hair as you thought about how weak you looked in the Sports Festival.

A knock came from the door as class 1A's homeroom teacher stepped in. He spoke to your teacher before heading your way with a paper in hand. "Here." Aizawa placed the paper on your desk. you gave him a confused look as you looked at it. "It got mixed in my student's request forms." You looked at the piece of paper closer. Your eye's widened as you read what was on it. Standing up, you bowed and mumbled a small thank you. Aizawa stood they're stone-faced like always. You could feel a single pat on your head as you're still in a bowing position. "No need to thank me kid, just the school misplacing papers." With that, he walked out of the classroom. A smile grew on your face as you sat back down. "What was that about Y/n?" Everyone crowded around your desk, curious about why the 1A teacher was in their room. "Waoh! You got a request! Who is it?" Kendo asked.

"Present Mic"

~~~~~Intern Day~~~~~ Let's just say, you're a nervous wreck. Not only are you going to spend days with your idol, but you are also standing in front of his house. You clutched your bag that contains your suit and a couple of other essential needs.

When you finally got the courage, you rang the doorbell. You nervously hugged the case closer to yourself as your courage disappeared. The door opened to reveal Present Mic in all his glory. As a reaction to this, you bowed in front of him. "Good afternoon, sir." You spoke with a quiet voice. Mic rose an eyebrow. "Hey now. No more of that 'sir' business, ya hear? Makes me sound old." Mic slung an arm on your shoulder as he pushed you inside. "Sorry." you nervously laughed as you hugged your bag tighter. "How's about we see your kick'en hero's outfit! Then we can grab some grub! How's that sound trainy?" Mic playfully ruffled your hair. "That sounds like a start." You rub your arm as you make your way toward the nearby bathroom.

While you changed, Mic frowned while thinking. "I need to get this kid to let loose a little. Maybe open their shell a bit." Mic tapped his chin while thinking on how he's going to train you.

He heard a click from the bathroom. You were standing in the doorway, your hero's costume fitting perfectly. "Huh, this suit kinda gets me excited to go out and fight crime." A smile rested on your face as you did a twirl. "I'm glad you're already working on your first lesson! Self-confidence!" Mic gave you two thumbs up. You nervously laugh while rubbing the back of your neck. "I guess I have a little problem with that." Mic opened the door that led to the outside world. His arm wrapped around your shoulder as he confidently walked out the door.

"As a hero, not only do you need to be trusting in your teammates, but you need to be confident in yourself! You dig?" Mic waved his hands in the air while he talked. You let out a chuckle as you followed the path of the sidewalk. "Hey! Where are you going?" You turn toward the loud voice to find the man holding a helmet while standing next to a parked motorcycle on the side of the road. "Huh, I wouldn't have guessed you were cool enough to have a motorcycle." You jokingly laugh while stepping towards the vehicle. "Hey, their watch your mouth ya hear!" You smiled at his animated hands waving through the air. When he saw you chuckle under your breath, he knew you were slowly breaking your shyness shell. He held out the helmet toward your figure for you to take and place on your head. Mic patted the seat behind him, gesturing for you to sit. You did so while being careful about trying to not fall and make a fool out of yourself.

"Hang on tight!" The engines roared as the two of you took off into the streets. You let out a frightened yelp as you grabbed onto Mic so you don't immediately fall off of the moving vehicle. Because well, that would be bad. Mic's laughed over the noise but also making sure you were alright.

As the two of you drive, you had the courage to open your eyes to look at the beautiful buildings pass by. People and flower displays seem to become a blur as you drive by. A laugh escaped your lips while you straightened your posture on the vehicle.

The motorcycle came to a stop by a small outdoor cafe area. As soon as Mic parked, you hopped off and took off the helmet. "You know, you should really be wearing one of these." You placed the piece of protective gear where you were sitting. "And ruin THIS hair? Not a chance. Can't be fighting villains with helmet hair." He, once again, ruffled your already messy hair. The both of you snickered while taking a seat in one of many empty tables.

The waiter placed your food on the table and walked away with a sweet smile. "So what are we going to be doing for my first lesson?" You asked while taking a bite of your food. "Well, I have a gig at this club," "Your taking me clubbing?" You playfully rose an eyebrow as Mic stopped eating for a second. "I wouldn't call it clubbing. It's more of an uuh... educational experience." He waved his fork around as he tried to explain. "But I'm underaged. How am I supposed to get in?" You took a nervous sip on your drink. "I have a buddy that owes me a favor. Plus, I wouldn't let you leave the DJ booth. You don't seem like the kind of kid that would take advantage of this situation and try to go drink." You let out a sigh of relief. Knowing that he trust's you makes you feel better. "I'm taking that you're not going to get drunk?" You jokingly ask with a small smile. Mic placed a hand on his heart like I somehow offended him. "Of course I'm not going to drink! That would just be irresponsible of me to do! Plus I would get in trouble." Mic mumbled the last part, but you could still hear it. "Good. I was hoping I didn't have to drag your drunk butt back to your house." You chuckled as you finished your meal. Mic playfully pouted and checked his watch. "We better moving or we'll be late!" The two stood and jumped back onto the motorcycle.

You pulled up to rather large building with music already blaring from inside. Anxiousness started to rise as you looked inside one of the windows. People, probably already drunk, were dancing like there was no tomorrow while others sat at the bar drinking like animals. Mic seemed to notice your nervousness and pates your shoulder. "Don't worry. You don't have to interact with any of those people. And if someone tries to talk or even have the nerve to flirt with you, just give me a holer. I'll take care of them for you." Mic cracked his knuckles and adjusted his Directional Speaker. You gave a small laugh as you thought he was kinda acting like an overprotective parent in a way. "If it makes you feel any better, I can give you my number. I want to take every precaution to make sure you're safe." You nodded as you handed off your phone to Mic. He quickly typed his number in and gave your phone back while adding a little pat on your head.

As you walked in, the music got more intense and the flashing lights seem to be brighter. Since you entered through the back, you didn't have to swim through the sea of people to get to the DJ booth. The booth was set up on a stage where everyone can see. They're where different buttons along with a turntable. Speakers were on either side of the large table with some scattered along the pub. "You might want to put these on." mic handed you a pair of headphones that were connected to the sound system. You placed one on your ear while the other was on the side of your head. "EVERYBODY SAY HEY!" Mic screamed, not even needing to use a microphone. The crowd responded with a cheer while waving their arms in the air. You felt more nervous when everyone looked toward the DJ booth in excitement. "LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!"

As the night went on, you became more comfortable and eventually started to enjoy yourself. Well, that is, until someone wanted to crash the party. A man jumped onto the stage where you and Mic have been all night. Usually, security would push people back if they got to close, but someone had gotten past and they didn't look like they wanted an autograph. Mic noticed the man walking closer and threw one arm in front of you. "Hey dude, you're not supposed to be up here-" The man practically threw the table towards the wall, which caused the music to come to a pause. Everyone looked in horror whiles others run out of the pub. Mic fully threw himself in front of you protectively. Mic was about to attack, but the villain swiftly threw him out of the way. 'He's fast AND strong?!' you thought with a panic.

The man turned toward you and laughed. "I was only going after the hero but I guess I could use the kid as a warmup." The villain ran at you and threw you onto his shoulder. 'Quick! I gotta think! What did Hatsume say my hero costume had?'

"Your suit is equipped with all kinds of my babies! You have miniature speakers that are connected to your headset. You just need to place it close to the victim's ear. I also made your shoulder speakers with a stronger yet lightweight metal. There should be a dial on the right side of the headset so you can adjust the volume to your liking!"

'That's it!' You grabbed one of the small speakers from your belt with your free hand. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as the man throws you across the room. Little did the villain know, as he tossed you aside, you had placed the device right by his ear.

You groan as your body hit the wall, leaving a hole in it. Your vision became a blur for a second before shaking your head. You herd Mic yell at the villain trying to attack him. This was your chance to get to somewhere quiet. You pulled your body off of the ground and ran toward the nearest exit. Looking around, you spotted a ladder leading up to the roof. You felt bad for leaving Mic in their alone, but you needed the room to be quiet. As soon as you made it onto the roof, you started to sing a soft melody. The room below you seems to go quite as a large 'SMACK' could be heard. You let out a sigh while taking a seat on the edge of the building.

As Mic was fighting, he noticed the villain become drowsy before he fell into a deep sleep. Mic rose an eyebrow in confusion. He carefully tied the man up, but he noticed something by his ear. "Clever kid," Mic mumbled while putting the small device in his pocket. He felt his phone buzz in his back pocket. It was a message from you.

Mic Drop: Sorry, I didn't mean to bail on you. I'm on the roof of the club trying to calm down from the fight.

Once the police took the villain away, Mic stepped onto the roof and sat next to you. "I'm guessing this is yours." He pulled out the microphone and placed it in your hands. "You did a good job! And I didn't even notice you snuck out! That's impressive." He ruffled your hair while you're looking out at the city. The building was rather tall so you could see the night lights of the city. "Tho, maybe don't stand on the building with a fight going on inside. The building could have collapsed." You groaned and placed your hands on your tired face. "That's a good point." Mic noticed your mood change and gave you a pat on the back. "Hey chin up! You're still in training so you can only learn from your mistakes." You let out a sigh and looked at the cockatoo man. "Your right." Silence consumed both of you.

"You know," you started "I've always admired you. That's why I was even more nervous when I first arrived at your house." "Hm?" Mic tilted his head as you continued. "I don't really have the best household. My parents don't really support me on becoming a hero. They even laughed in my face for even thinking about such things. They said my quirk wasn't good enough and I will never overcome my shyness. That and their both never around. always at parties or work." You paused for a moment before continuing. "That's when I saw you on T.V. Helping all those people while defeating the bad guy. Not to mention we both have a quirk involving out voices." You let out a chuckle. "you gave me hope on my dream. Thank you." A soft smile came across your face as you looked up. Small tears could be seen in Mic's eyes even if they were trying to hide behind his glasses. Soon enough, he engulfed you in a hug. Your body stiffened for a moment, but eventually relaxed and hugged back. "You're not the only one with a broken family." He mumbled as both of you let go. "As a child, I made my parents bleed from the ears so they put me up for adoption. I jumped foster home to foster home. They always took me back or exchanged me for someone else. In some cases, I was even gagged to try to get me to be quiet." Mic leaned back on his hands while looking off into the night. Your eyes soften at the man sitting next to you. "I'm sorry that happened to you. At least we have each other... right?" You asked while nervously rubbing your arm, trying to decide if that was the right thing to say. Mic chuckled and held out his fist to you. "Right." You both bumped fist with a smile.

A yawn escaped your lips as your stretched your arms. "I could use a movie and some food." Mic laughed and nodded. "That sounds like a plan!"

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