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Pulling on the Strings of Destiny: Act 2 Chapter 8

Summary: Four days pass for Japan, and everyone is on edge. They wonder, and wait. What will happen next for them? Will Midoriya keep rising? What sort of things would she face. They all turned towards the screens, wondering. None more so then the future class 1-A, more so as they get a glimpse into their first sports festival, first internship and their final exams. Watch as Midoriya’s future continues to unfold, as she learns more about her family, society and herself.

Warnings: References to underage pregnancy and the assualt of a minor. References to child harm. Toga Himiko to, she is her own warning.

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The excitement in the classroom felt intoxicating as everyone wanted to see what would happen.

“This is so exciting!” Ashido squealed. “Ooh, would they keep the same sports festival this time around? Or not?”

“Probably not,” voiced Sato. “They wouldn’t want any cheating.”

“I wonder what everyone else is thinking, ribbit.” Asui voice.

“What do you mean?” asked Sero curiously.

“Well, all of Japan is watching,” she said. “I wonder what they’re thinking or if they’re betting about the festival, ribbit.”

“I wonder who the guy is, the one in his lair,” Ojiro said. “Is he connected to the League of Villains?”

“Probably,” Kaminari said, shrugging. “But he isn’t important right now! I wanna know if we should make bets!”

“Seriously?” Jirou asked him.

“Hey, come on! It’ll be fun!” Kaminari cheered, leaning back in his seat.

“No betting money,” Aizawa said blankly.

“...But we can bet?”

“Go for it.” was all that came from the teacher before everyone began loudly arguing who’d win. By the time the show started, they’d all written their bets on the board with permission.

At the top was Izumi, who’d protested while flushed red, followed by Todoroki and Yaoyorozu. Kirishima argued for Bakugou; they did put up with some grumbles but a general acceptance. The guy was strong, after all.

“I look forward to seeing the predictions come true!” Nezu chirped. Aizawa shuddered. Something about how the principal spoke made him uneasy.

The screen shows Midoriya stepping off the stage and walking back to her friends.

“You know, maybe 1A isn’t all that bad. Or at least she isn’t.” A general studies student remarks. “I mean, I’m here for fun mostly. Might as well have it and not worry.”

“Yeah!” another agrees.

Bakugou crosses his arms, glaring at her with displeasure written all over his face. She needs to stop whining. Boohoo, people didn’t like your stalker ass! Who cares! He glares as he thinks. However, voices come through the screen.

“I didn’t stalk you.” Midoriya’s tired voice is joined by the harsh tones of Bakugou’s mother.

“Grow up, Katsuki. Izu-chan isn’t this big bad villain or just a character in your backstory. She’s her own person, and you have hurt her enough.”

Bakugou shakes his head, briefly looking off-put. Then, another voice speaks, this one of his father.

“It’s not about you, Katsuki,” the screen shows the blonde looking at his father, the blonde looking angry as he glares at the older man. “Izumi and what she does has nothing to do with you. It’s not a slight; it’s simply none of your business. Why are you so obsessed with the idea that it is?”

The screen returns to Bakugou, who shakes his head angrily.

Bakugou flinched. It had always made sense. Deku had to be following him around and looking down on him. There wasn’t any other explanation. Why else did she want to be a hero?

The other kids at school wanted to be heroes, too. So did a lot of extras.

But… it… shouldn’t he have a chance now? He was watching the future! He could get better! It wasn’t fair that he wouldn’t get to go to UA! With the truth revealed, he bet his future self would come around and become a better person. It would show them all that he was a future hero! It would.

Yeah, he messed up and deserved punishment but not being barred from UA! It wasn’t fair! He was the future number-one hero! Even if he’d been wrong, it was still true he was the best! He might need to work on his attitude, but he would! He knew he would! Maybe Shitty-hair had it right; he just needed someone around who was a good influence.

The thought had him latching onto it fiercely, unable to take more earth-shattering ideas. He was wrong; he could accept it. But losing everything and being a…. a VILLAIN was too much. He couldn’t lose everything like he was then. He couldn’t have his entire life shattered in front of him into a million pieces.

He just couldn’t.

“Fucking Deku,” he grumbles darkly. "You’re going to be a stepping stone today, don’t you forget. I’m better than you.” Kirishima briefly glances at the other, a frown on his face.

"Without further ado, it's time for us to get started!" Midnight announces. She cracks her whip with a grin on her face.

"UA really doesn't believe in letting us catch a breath, huh?" Uraraka asks Midoriya, who shrugs in response.

"This is where you begin feeling the pain! The first fateful game of the festival! What could it be? Ta-dah!" Midnight says as the screen flips through the various options before landing on the words Obstacle Course.

“Oh, that’s a crowd favourite,” Midnight declared as she strolled into the room. “I passed Endeavour on my way in; he looked mad.”

“I wouldn’t allow him to stay longer,” Nezu said casually.

“Well then, alright. But that is a crowd favourite.” Midnight said with a wave.

“It is!” Izumi agreed, unable to stop it. “It’s been used about ten times in the past two decades, and I’ve seen how it goes. People love it! It’s also a great way to really get general education students into the final brackets cause most hero course students tend to focus on brawn over speed.”

“Exactly!” Midnight chirped. “An obstacle course requires different thought processes and creative thinking a good forty percent of the time! Sadly we won’t be able to use it now that you guys know…” she pouted playfully.

“So you guys do arrange it all prior!” Izumi said eagerly.

“I never said that!” Midnight gasped, clutching her hand to her chest as if she was wounded.

“Oh, quite. We’ve never said anything about it.” Nezu hummed.

“That means yes.” Kaminari joke whispered, prompting giggles.

"Obstacle Course?” Midoriya murmurs. The rest of the students all grin, eager for the next moment.

"All eleven classes will participate in this treacherous contest.” Midnight says dramatically. “The track is four kilometres around the outside of the stadium. I don't wish to restrain anyone, at least in this game. Other than the basics; while you can attack other contestants, you cannot attempt extreme harm and may not leave the course. Otherwise, you're free to do whatever your heart desires. Now, take your places, contestants," Midnight tells the students. They move to the starting line, ready to go.

Midoriya takes a breath, putting her shoulders back. She waits.

“BEGIN!” Midnight shouts.

The screen switches to Aizawa and Present Mic in the announcer's box.

"And we're off to a racing start! How about some colour commentary, mummy man?" Present Mic asks.

“Mummy?” Tomoe asks.

“Ah, if any listeners can hear that, we’ve got a special guest in the box today!” Mic says to the crowd. “Midoriya has entrusted me and my companion with her daughter today! Well, more me- Mummy Man can’t really lift a fly right now.”

"How did you talk me into this?" Aizawa groans out dramatically.

"You get to spend time with an adorable child, that’s how. Now, in your opinion, what should we be paying attention to in the early stages of the race?" asks Present Mic.

"The doorway," Aizawa deadpans as the screen morphs to show the course. The doorway at the beginning is packed full of students trying to force their way through.

"Hey, hey," one of the students says.

"This is too narrow!" another yells.

I get it! They're testing us, seeing how we get through, Midoriya thinks to herself. She glances at Todoroki, eyes widening at the look on his face. I’m not the only one- she jumps just as Todoroki freezes the tunnel, some students caught in the backlash.

“Whoa!” the class said at once, staring at the screen. Around Japan, people agreed, staring in awe. Of course, they’d already known his power but seeing it like this was another thing.

Endeavour smirked. His Shouto would show them how strong he was. If only he would use the fire Endeavour gave him! Such a waste otherwise.

"Apologies," he says as he uses the ice to skate ahead of the competition. Midoriya lands on the ice with a huff.

“Overkill,” she mutters.

"Ow! No, fair!" one of the general studies students yells.

"So cold!" says another student.

"Here I come!" Kirishima yells out as he rips himself from the ice. Yaoyorozu, Aoyama and Bakugou climb out soon after using their Quirks, Yaoyorozu making skates as Midoriya goes green to smash a foot down, freeing Uraraka and Iida from the ice. The green-haired girl runs down the ice, purposely cacking it beneath her feet to free others.

"Nice trick, Todoroki!" Yaoyorozu calls after the red-and-white boy.

"I won't let you get away so easily! You icy-hot bastard!" Bakugo yells angrily.

"You froze me in place once before; it won't happen again," Ojiro announces as he uses his tail to jump over the ice. Tokoyami and Dark Shadow seem to glide over the ice, Dark Shadow cackling as she does so.

"Close one," Ashido says as she flings her acid to skate upon. “But not close enough!”

"Gotta wait for the right time to show off my quirk!" Uraraka says as she runs across the ice, following Midoriya.

"Well, I’m happy I got my ass beat by Midoriya now,” Shinsou mutters as he carefully moves across the ice.

“Very good,” Recovery Girl said to her grandson. “Your beanpole self wouldn’t have managed to get through that easily.”

“I could have possibly brainwashed people to help,” Shinsou mused.

“I suppose,” Recovery Girl mused. “As long as you didn’t just abandon them without caring what happened to them in the end.” her grandson gave her a horrified look.

“That’s a dick move; I wouldn’t do that!” Shinsou said, shaking his head. “It’s a race, so I would just brainwash someone to make them slow down, but if I use them like that, I’d at least make sure they can keep going.”

“That sounds good,” Hoshi interrupted the both of them. “Let’s just keep watching, guys.”

"I didn't expect so many people to dodge that. Especially those from other classes," Todoroki says as Tetsutetsu appears along with Monoma on the ice. Todoroki gets through the tunnel, finding himself confronted with giant robots.

"Targets acquired. Terminate them," one says.

"It's those robots from the entrance exam!" Midoriya yelps in surprise. She skids to a stop, her actions mimicked by the others.

"Oo! Enemies have shown up out of nowhere! I bet we're in for a treat here! A test of strength and cunning! it's a Robo inferno!" Present Mic says, his voice echoing.

"The zero-point villains from the practical test?" Kaminari says.

"Seriously?" another voice shouts. “Those things nearly killed me!”

"So this is what the other students faced in their entrance exams," Todoroki says as he studies them shrewdly.

"Where does the school even get the funding for these things?" Yaoyorozu asks. “I mean, these alone must have cost a couple million each.”

"They obviously went through a lot of trouble, but I wish they had prepared something a little more difficult. Especially since my dear old dad is watching," Todoroki says calmly as he activates his quirk. He slams his foot to the ground, causing ice to shoot out. The ice wraps around all of the zero-pointers, preventing them from moving. He sighs, rolling his eyes before he begins to run once more.

"Dude, he stopped the robots!" one of the students cries out.

"Look! between their legs! We can get through," another student shouts. Midoriya’s eyes widen.

“WAIT!” she calls out just as the robots begin to fall. “EVERYONE BACK!” The students all jump back, staring in shock as the robots tumble down. Kirishima runs forward to grab a student frozen in shock, turning to throw her at the crowd. The silver-haired 1B student dives at Monoma as the blonde stares at the falling robots himself.

“Oh no!” Japan shouted, the comments coming from the class as well. Todoroki choked, eyes staring at the screen in horror. No, he didn’t mean to hurt anyone! He didn’t want to!

Stain sneered at the screen. Of course, the son of Endeavour would be a false hero, jeopardizing the safety of others in order to promote himself better. Stain would deal with that soon enough after finishing with Hosu. His first targets may be wrong, but he knew other fakes would be in plentiful supply. He’d just need to watch.

Dabi scoffed at the screen, glaring at Todoroki. Of course, the brat would end up like dear old dad so carelessly hurting other people. Little brat, it just cemented Dabi’s choices even more.

“You know him?” Z asked, looking at Dabi curiously. He scoffed.

“I know his father and know he’s just like him.”

“Fair enough,” Z shrugged.

The robots crash down, the students staring in horror. However, one robot shakes and rumbles before part of it breaks open, revealing Kirishima in his hardening form.

"I'm alive!" Kirishima cries out as he drags himself out.

"Kirishima from class 1-A! What a hardcore debut for this rookie!" Present Mic calls out.

"Todoroki, I can't believe you pulled something like that. Jeez. Anyone but me would've been killed!" Kirishima shouts as another robot shakes, letting out the silver-haired teenager and Monoma.

"Class 1-A has two giant jerks in it! I'll smash that ice guy when I get my hands on him!" The silver-haired teen yells as he breaks through, his body now steel. Monoma as well is steel, looking shaken.

“Oh, thank god,” breathed Japan. Todoroki slumped forward at his desk, relief washing off of him. He hadn’t messed up; he didn’t kill anyone. They were all okay.

No blood was on his hands.

"Tetsutetsu and Monoma from class 1-B were also stuck underneath! What are the odds?" Present Mic calls out.

The screen freezes on Tetsutetsu.

"Tetsutetsu Tetsutestsu! Quirk steel! This makes his entire body hard as steel! So he can be the ultimate shield or a devastating weapon!" Mic’s voiceover reads.

Everyone looked at Kirishima, who blinked at the screen in surprise.

“Is he your cousin?” Todoroki asked in a bit of a croaked voice.

“Ah… no. Man, that’s a little weird.” Kirishima muttered.

“Not really,” Izumi said. “There are plenty of Quirks similar to one another. How many strength Quirks are out there? Crimson Riot had a hard head, right? I think there are a few others too.”

“Quirks can both differ and resemble another person’s easily.” Yaoyorozu voiced. “Despite what many think, Quirk Science is less cold hard fact and more random chance.”

“There are millions of people in the world,” Izumi agreed. “Some Quirks really aren’t that unique.”

“Most aren’t. They may be gaining power, but frankly, they’re easy to guess,” Nezu voiced, looking at the two teen girls curiously.

“Oh, no doubt, but I would say it’s a little different with some,” Izumi said.

“Agreed,” Yaoyorozu voiced. “Something like…”

The rest of the future class stared as three intelligent beings discussed Quirks, eyes wide.

That was pretty scary.

The screen shows the students pulling themselves out of the robot debris.

"That's Todoroki from Class 1-A pulling ahead to an early lead with a devastating display! Amazing! He's one we should watch; it almost seems unfair! Thoughts?" Present Mic says, the screen switching to the announcer booth to show Mic turning to Aizawa.

"His attack was both offensive and defensive," Aizawa comments blandly.

"No wonder he was let in on recommendations! He'd never even fought those Robo infernos before, but they didn't stand a chance against his chart-topping moves!" Present Mic cries out. “Are the rest of the students ready for more robots?” Behind Mic and Aizawa, Tomoe appears to have gotten bored. She pushes toys to the playpen's side and stands on them, peering over the edge.

“Tomoe!” Izumi moaned.

“Mama?” the little girl asked from the playpen.

“Sorry baby, I was sighing at screen Tomoe.” Izumi told her. The girl blinked at her mother before Dark Shadow grabbed a toy.

“Look, Tomoe, she’s dancing!” the little one became distracted by Dark Shadow’s words, making the class laugh.

The screen switches back to the obstacle course. More miniature robots from the entrance exams have appeared, advancing on the students. Midoriya is shown watching the robots closely.

“Just got to get past these, huh?” she mutters. “Well, did it once already.”

"The first-year students are already off to one rocking start! And it's only the first round! Talk about a cruel obstacle course! Our players are racing against each other in a vicious battle where anything goes so long as they stay on the track!" Present Mic yells as he swings his arms around excitedly, the screen back to them

"Watch it," Aizawa says as he ducks under Present Mic's arms. Behind them, Tomoe uses the toys stacked against the side of the playpen and the top to lever herself out, a look of concentration on her face.

“Holy crap,” the class stared at the screen, Izumi sighing deeply.

“That is incredibly intelligent of her,” Yaoyorozu said in surprise.

“She’s always been like this. A problem solver,” Izuku said. “It’s minorly terrifying at times; I won’t lie.”

“I wonder what other parts of her Quirk are undiscovered,” Nezu mused. “It could be simply she is a gifted child, but who can say?”

“The future probably will tell us,” Izumi shrugged. “I won’t worry until it happens.”

"We'll continue to bring you live updates and pulse-pounding action thanks to the camera robots placed around the course!" Present Mic says happily.

"Why do you need me here?" Aizawa groans as he slumps backwards. Tomoe manages to heave herself onto the top of the playpen. She pauses, looks down, and then slowly dangles off the side. Neither hero notices.

Ignoring Aizawa, Present Mic continues to speak, "The stakes are high! We've got a whole school of top-notch students trying to be heroes, but do they really stand a chance with our heavy metal swarm of Robo infernos?"

“Robo!” Tomoe says, toddling towards them. She falls and then huffs, crawling the rest of the way. Mic glances back, performing a double take.

“Ah! Tomoe! How did you get out of your playpen!”

The screen switches to Midoriya, who is running the course. She pauses, hearing that, before glancing at one of the flying cameras.

“What the…”

“I would be so confused,” laughed a mother. “Hearing that? I’m surprised she’s not panicking.”

“It’s probably because she knows Tomoe is safe with her teachers.”

“Still! It’s funny.”

“Not disagreeing.”

"Our quirks are basically the same! So how am I supposed to stand out now?" Kirishima asks as he finally gets out of the robot debris. He looks angry and upset. Tetsutetsu ends up beside him, scowling.

"You damn copycat!" Tetsutetsu yells back at the redhead.

"We're racing each other, but we can team up for now. Let's carve a path," one of the students says to the rest as his arm turns green. Other students join in, Midoriya among them. However, a handful gets around the robots themselves, one of which is Bakugou, who uses his Quirk to propel himself into the air. He flies through the air with a snarl.

No way am I letting Todoroki beat me, Bakugo thinks as he dodges around the broken robots and the ones attempting to attack.

"Class 1-A's Bakugo is rocketing over the obstacles! Clever!" Present Mix says. “And we now have another announcer with us!”

“Mama!” Tomoe says, and Midoriya pauses to wave at a camera, blowing a kiss quickly. “Auni! Unc!” Uraraka pauses to blow her own kisses while Iida only nods to the camera in acknowledgement.

“Awww!”

“This year, we must make sure she cheers for us all!”

“Pretty sure her mom will get the most cheers, Ashido.”

“Still gonna try!”

"I figured he’s just trying to blast his way through these things with his quirk.” Sero remarks as he uses his tape to swing himself over the robots, not helping the other students. “I'm impressed.” Tokoyami follows, Dark Shadow helping him pull up to the top of the robots.

"Let's land," Tokoyami says with a grin.

"Aye, aye!" Dark Shadow cackles out.

"Heh," Bakugo says as he briefly lands on the destroyed robot before jumping off. The other two boys, plus Dark Shadow, followed swiftly. Sero and Tokoyami soon follow him.

The screen shows the teachers sitting in their stands in the stadium once more.

"Looks like all the pack leaders are from class 1-A. At least for now," Snipe says to the others, leaning back in his seat with one leg over the other.

"It's not that 1-B and the other students are doing poorly. It's just that 1-A has learned not to hesitate." All Might muses out loud.

The screen moves to the obstacle course again. Iida slams his foot into one of the robots, causing it to fly back. His face is stern, eyebrows bunched together. Behind him, Jiro uses her earphone jacks to pierce a robot, overriding the sound in them to send a shock wave into two of the robots, causing them to break.

Kaminari jumps onto one of the robots while activating his Quirk to fry it. Ojiro uses his tail to smash another robot while the floating uniform of Hagakure grabs a piece of metal to hit another before dropping the makeshift weapon. Midoriya is near them, green lightning crackling around her as she grabs a robot to throw it hard against others.

“Look at them go!”

“Go 1A!” cheered Japan. Everyone wanted to see those kids do well and make it through the games.

“Go, Izumi!” Shigaraki cried, pumping a fist into the air. That was his little sister! She would crush the competition! He could tell!

The screen moves to the announcer’s box. Tomoe sits on Mic’s lap, her rabbit in her arms, watching the screen showing the obstacle course curiously. Aizawa, though is murmuring to himself, his voice soft.

"They've seen what the real world is like.” Aizawa leans forward to continue his speech. "They've felt the fear of facing villains.” The screen swaps back to the course where robots are floating. Uraraka lets a group of students run under them before she presses her fingers together.

"Release!" she says before continuing her run. Aizawa’s voice continues to speak.

"Yet they fight on, trying to overcome that fear. They've grown. All of them.” Shouji is seen throwing a robot while covering for Aoyama, who lets his lazer fly sharply.

The screen moves back to the announcer’s box where Tomoe is watching, entranced, eyes wide and mouth opened at the screen.

“Like me…” she breathes out at seeing so many mutation Quirks.

"And they know that they have to act quickly if they want to stay alive," Aizawa finishes his thoughts before the screen returns to the obstacle course. Midoriya mimics Hagakure though her piece is bigger, using it with deadly precision as she beheads the robot. She pauses before she drops it, studying it before she uses the part that’s somewhat sticking out of it like a handle to sling it on her back.

“Never know when you need a shield,” she mutters as she begins to run. More zero-pointers appear but are swiftly taken care of by the sound of a cannon. Midoriya looks to see Yaoyorozu with her shirt open, revealing the crop top underneath. She stands beside the weapon she’s made with a smile.

"A piece of cake," Yaoyorozu says before she takes off.

"The path is clear!" Sato points out as he runs by the knocked-over robots.

"Wow, she beat a zero-pointer so easily! No wonder she got in on recommendations!" Midoriya says, eyes wide. “That is so cool!”

Endeavour glowered at the screen, reminded that his son had not taken his rightful place as the top participant there. With UA taking over his schooling and housing, it would be hard to train him. Perhaps twelve hours on Saturday and Sunday when he had access to him. It may enable the proper amount of training. He doubted anyone would be able to push Shouto enough at UA.

The screen showed the teachers sitting in the stands. Snipe stares at the screen before turning to the others.

“Dibs.”

“You can’t call dibs on a student, Snipe.” Vlad remarks.

“Tough. Dibs. Second year that girl is mine. D-I-B-S.” Snipe sounded out the word with a cackle in his voice.

The red face of Yaoyorozu, even as she beams at the screen, causes the class all laugh. Though elsewhere in the school, Snipe was pumping a fist into the air.

That girl would be his intern, and it would be epic! Man, he wondered what kind of sniper he could make her into with that Quirk! A terrifying one, no doubt.

All Might shakes his head at Snipe as Mic speaks over the sound system.

"For those of you who thought that the first obstacle was easy. Let's see how you feel about the second one!"

The screen moves back to the students who are standing in front of a large canyon filled with columns of rocks. There were ropes connecting them, and it looked like it would be a very long fall if someone did indeed fall. Nevertheless, Todoroki and Bakugou barely hesitate before using their quirks to get over the canyon, though the other students stall briefly.

"Uh..." one student looks at the canyon nervously. “I really don’t like the look of this….”

"If they take a spill, they're out! If they wanna pass this test, they have to get creative. It's the fall!" Present Mic yells out.

“Ouch?” Tomoe asks.

“Ah, don’t worry, Tomoe! We won’t let them get that hurt!” Mic tells the toddler, letting the students relax a bit.

"When do they even have time to build something like this?" Uraraka asks Asui, who shrugs as an answer. She walks over to the edge, squinting as she tries to judge the distance.

“What are you doing?” Ashido asks as she reaches the other two girls.

"Ribbit!" Asui replies as she jumps. She lands on a wire and grins. "Ribbit. This is my moment. Easy peasy.” She begins to cross it quickly.

"She's fast!" Ashido comments. The pink-haired girl from support steps forward with a crazed grin.

"Yes. Finally. This is my chance to show off what I can do. My support items are gonna steal the spotlight from these wannabe heroes. Everyone! Observe what my brilliant gadgets can do! Wire arrows and hover soles!"

"Hey! How come you got to bring all that stuff?" Ashido asks, looking not only at the other girl's backpack but also at the boots and goggles.

"Students in the hero course get all kinds of combat training for their quirks. In order to keep things fair and give us a fighting chance, we're allowed to bring whatever gadgets we want into the games, so long as we develop them ourselves in the past few months. So sit back and enjoy the show," The girl replies as she shoots one of her wire arrows at one of the columns in the canyon. "For those of us in the support course, this is the perfect obstacle to show off our ingenious ideas and creations to any companies out there who might want to recruit us! I hope employers are watching! My super cute little babies are sure to make a splash," the girl says as she uses the arrow to yank her into the canyon. She falls, but her boots activate, creating a slingshot effect that throws her halfway across the canyon.

The screen pauses on her briefly.

“Hatsume Mei! Quirk: Zoom! She can focus her eyes like a magnifying glass and see things super close up! She’s got a passion for support and may beat out the old record for most explosions in the support labs for a first year by a mile!”

“Those investors better be watching!” Hatsume squealed, bouncing on her toes. She was going to make it so big at the festival! She just knew it!

"Wow!" Uraraka says once the screen goes back to playing.

"Talk about annoying," Ashido comments. “I know Midoriya already told us but like how is it fair that someone can bring so many inventions!” The pink girl throws her hands up as Uraraka starts running. Ashido sighs.

“I’m with you,” Shinsou tells her once he reaches the girl. “Us general education students aren’t allowed anything.”

"Ugh, this is so unfair!" Ashido whines, trading a grimace with Shinsou before she begins to run forward, the purple-haired teenager following.

The screen moves to show Todoroki using his ice to skate over the wire. The red-and-white teen keeps a blank face as he skates, ignoring everything around her.

"Looks like Todoroki is still skating by easily!" Present Mic yells over the crowd’s cheers. Todoroki looks behind him to see Bakugou using his Quirk to fly, a snarl on his face as he glares.

Todoroki looks behind him and sees Bakugou using his explosions to fly through the sky. He's finally getting fired up, Todoroki thinks. A dark look crosses his face. You’re too much like my bastard of a father, Bakugou. You get angry whenever someone dares dismisses you or looks to someone else as better. Pity you really are nothing of note compared to Midoriya.

Endeavour growled, glaring at the screen. His son should know better than to think that about him!

The words affected the rest of Japan as people traded looks to one another. Could Endeavour be a lousy father? From the sounds of it, he showed his temper in front of his kids. Not a bad thing, but how he did it could be the issue. Everyone knew he was hot-tempered, especially concerning the hero ranking, so it could be that. Just hot-tempered and his son being a brat?

In the classroom, Izumi looked at Todorokie nervously.

The screen flashes to show the students running still. Then, it stops on Iida as he glares at the ropes.

"My older brother's probably watching this. I can't let him see me look foolish. I've got this!" Iida cries out. He moves to land on one of the ropes, holding his arms out. As Iida goes so, he activates his Quirk to skate along. It looks ridiculous, him standing so straight as he skates, yelling along the way.

The class burst into laughter as Iida went red, covering his face. Elsewhere Tensei died in laughter, clutching his stomach as he laughed harder and harder.

Man, his brother was always just like that. Unintentionally hilarious and so severe.

“Unc!” Tomoe’s giggles fill the air as Iida moves.

"Boy, does he look foolish!" Present Mic laughs. Midoriya reaches the canyon, backing up a bit before she goes green again, launching herself over the canyon to land on a column. She does it again and again.

“Bunny Mama!” Tomoe laughs.

“You really like bunnies, huh? You like Miruko?”

“Pretty bunny!” Tomoe says in response to the question. “Mama thinks so.”

Midoriya fumbles on her next landing, causing her to land right on her face hard.

“Tomoe,” she groans before she presses herself up to continue her jumps.

“Wow, she rated you out on live TV,” laughed Uraraka as Izumi covered her face.

“I didn’t even know I was bi until a few days ago.” she moaned. “Why meeeeeee?”

“Because apparently, it’s your fate to get embarrassed like that,” Uraraka teased.

The screen moves to the stadium, showing the crowd. A woman turns to one of her friends.

“The student in the first place is so far ahead!” she says eagerly.

"His quirk is really powerful, but it's his natural athletic talent and keen judgment keeping him in first place," her friend agrees, clapping his hands together.

"I'm not surprised. Don't you know who his father is? The flame hero, Endeavor!" a third friend says as they look at the screens eagerly.

"Wait, for real? That guy's second only to All Might himself," the woman says in awe.

"Everyone will be fighting to have him as a sidekick for sure," the man comments.

In another section of the stadium, a man who looks like a giant rabbit hums. He looks at his friend, a woman with short hair who slurped on her drink, her grey eyes burrowing into the screen.

“What do you think of the girl who gave the speech?” he asks.

“Dunno yet. She’s doing pretty good so far, though.” The woman says, removing her straw from her mouth. “What about you, Kaze?”

“The kid sounds like she has a strong moral compass.” Kaze hums. “But I’d like to wait and see.”

“Yeah. Endeadvour’s kid looks good,” the woman remarks.

“Please stop calling him that in public.”

“Why? I hate him.” The woman grins, putting her straw back into her mouth as Kaze sighs.

Todoroki smirked at the screen as the class withheld their snickers. None knew that Todoroki would have been thrilled for them to laugh.

Natsuo was laughing long and hard as he sat in his apartment. His girlfriend watched in amusement as he did so, worrying a little when he fell over.

Fuyumi held back her laughter, covering her mouth to try and stifle it. Recent reveals of her father’s attitude or not; she preferred not laughing at the humiliation her father could face.

Dabi howled in amusement, Z joining him in a high-pitched cackle as she shook her head.

“Oh god, that’s hilarious. Endeadvour,” she said.

As for the hero himself, he fumed, ignoring the snickers from random civilians. The name was not amusing. At all. He would find these people and deal with them.

The screen moves back to the second obstacle. Todoroki is still in the lead.

"The leader’s putting distance between himself and the students stuck at the fall! But, unfortunately, it hasn't been announced how many competitors will make it to the next round, so there's no time to relax," Present Mic announces.

The screen shows Midoriya's old apartment. Her mother sits on their couch, watching the sports festival. Her hands are clenched in her skirt as she observes the screen. Her eyebrows press together with her mouth open slightly as she watches.

Hisashi raised an eyebrow, wondering why his foolish former wife would still be watching the festival.

The scene moves to show the final obstacle of the course. It looks like a barren field, or it would if not for the sign declaring mines were located there.

"And now, we're finally approaching the last obstacle. Everybody had better tread carefully. You're stepping onto a minefield! If you look carefully, you can see where those little bombs are buried, so keep your eyes on the ground, folks. By the way, those land mines were designed for the games so that they might be loud and flashy, but they're not all that powerful. Just enough to make you wet your pants!" Present Mic chirps.

"Get a hold of yourself," Aizawa tells him. Tomoe giggles.

“Radio Man loud Zawa.”

“He is indeed.” Aizawa grunts.

“The child speaks the truth,” Shouta declared, much to Hizashi’s protests. The class just laughed as Midnight nodded her agreement. Nezu left the room, calling out he needed to do some paperwork to bring the rest of the school back the next day. Though he did state,

“And Present Mic needs to control his volume better.”

“Hey!”

The screen showed Midoriya running between the second and final obstacle. She looks slightly stressed. Someone already made it to the last obstacle? Faster. I can do this! Midoriya thinks.

The screen moves to reveal Todoroki slowly maneuvering through the minefield as people behind him step on a few mines, getting thrown back.

"Very clever. Those in the lead are actually at a disadvantage here as we don’t have anyone to follow for safe passage. Guess it makes for good entertainment," Todoroki says to himself.

"Ha, ha, ha! It's over. Bastard! Your declaration of war was to the wrong person!" Bakugo yells as he uses his explosions to fly over the mines to where Todoroki is in first place. The blonde grins and launches a blast at the other boy, causing the crowd to scream in delight.

"Just like that, a new student takes the lead! The media here is going crazy! There's nothing they love more than an upset!" Present Mic calls over the sound system.

The two boys fight as the other students slowly gain ground on the others. In particular, Iida uses his engines to run on the mines, moving before they blow up.

"Hey, hey, hey! The rest of the competitors are catching up, too! And what's this? Can our two leaders fight each other and stay in front of the competition?" Present Mic cheers. Midoriya reaches the third obstacle and pauses.

"Crap. They're so far ahead,” she says. She looks at the minefield and then grins. She has been wearing the metal for the last bit. “This isn't over yet!" Midoriya declares as she begins using the piece of metal to dig up some mines. People pass her as she does, mostly ignoring her though Jirou does a double take.

“What is Midoriya doing?” she wonders out loud as she runs.

I have to think about this. These land mines go off if you step on them, Midoriya thinks to herself. She continues to dig. They're not that powerful, but they can turn into a massive pain if you detonate a bunch of them. You can't just rush through. It's better to slow down and avoid them altogether. That way, you won't risk injuring yourself with one. Even the people who are good at jumping should be careful.

“Oh…” Izumi muses, her mind connecting the dots.

“What are you planning?” Shouta asked.

“You’ll see. I could be doing something else; who knows.” Izumi shrugged.

At her thoughts, she glances up to see Asui land on a mine, causing the girl to fly back. Midoriya winces. And there are even more of them to watch for in the front. No one's going to be able to go through this very quickly. I can use this to my advantage! Everyone was most careful around the entrance. There will be plenty of landmines still buried around there. Okay, I can do this, I can't be impatient, or I'll just blow myself up; Midoriya finishes her thoughts as other students pick their way through the minefield.

"Todoroki and Bakugo are neck and neck for the lead and knocking on the finish line!" Present Mic narrates the race.

"Thanks for the idea Bakugou," Midoriya grins as she pushes the mines into a small pile.

“Oh!” Yaoyorozu said out loud. “You’re going to use the explosives!”

“The robot piece is going to be a landing pad,” Izumi grinned. “Or, well, a plane, perhaps.”

“What?” Shouta asked, but the screen showed what he should see.

Midoriya takes a few steps back before moving the metal in front of her. Then, nodding, she jumps onto the pile of mines while her skin flickers with green lightning. An explosion rocks the screen, and many students look back in shock.

"What's with the huge explosion in the back?! That was way more powerful than it should be!" Present Mic shouts.

"Huh?" Uraraka gapes as she looks up to see Midoriya flying through the sky, a trail of green following her.

"Incredible!" Present Mic states as Tomoe cheers.

“Mama!”

The screen moves to the teachers, their mouths dropped open but for All Might, who stands up, pumping a fist in the air.

"Yes!" All Might cheers. “That’s my girl!”

“Yeah, it is!” Toshinori cheered loudly. Izumi flushed as the class cooed.

In his lair, Hisashi growled at the idea that HIS daughter could be ANYTHING of All Might’s. Izumi was his daughter, his true heir. Not All Might’s girl.

He would have to deal with All Might. While Eraserhead and Present Mic would be fitting Nomu for his daughter’s protection, All Might would serve better as an example. Perhaps gutted? His head displayed? Or maybe the old-style blood eagle?

The options were endless.

The screen moves to show Midoriya flying through the air. She grins, lightning flickering across her skin.

"What just happened? Whatever the case, class 1-A's Midoriya Izumi is suddenly in hot pursuit of first place!" Present Mic says.

"Midoriya?" Iida’s mouth drops open as he stares at the flying image of Midoriya.

"Strike pursuit! The lead is hers!" Present Mic shouts as Midoriya flies over Bakugo and Todoroki.

“I flew over them just like I planned. But there was more force than I expected! And... I didn't think about how I was gonna land!” Midoriya groans out, closing her eyes.

“This is the second time…” Shouta groaned a common thought.

Twice Midoriya threw herself into action without thinking about her landing. She would end up hurt if she didn’t think things through better!

"Deku! What the hell do you think you're doing, huh?" Bakugo yells, propelling himself forwards with his explosions, rage clear in his eyes.

This ice path will end up helping others. But there's no time to worry about them! Todoroki thinks as he creates ice to cover the top of the minefield, letting him run across the field toward the other two students.

"Look at that plot twist! Those two aren't fighting anymore. They're chasing Midoriya! That's what having a common enemy will do in this competition. This fight is still far from over, though!" Present Mic yells out in joy as the screen switches to the teacher’s seats, where All Might watches eagerly.

“Come on; you can do it.” He whispers.

The screen goes back to Midoriya, who looks pained.

Oh, no. I'm losing speed. This is bad. They'll get ahead of me again. If I don't time this landing right, there's no way I'll be able to keep the lead. I just... have to hold on and keep going. Midoriya’s eyes narrow. I have a chance here. I have to reach out and take it! The only way to stay ahead is to take another leap. One for All could help, but I also have to take them out of the running! I can show the world who I am! Midoriya thinks quickly as she grabs the metal handle. With a quick application of her Quirk, she bends the metal to create a longer handle as she heads toward the two boys. She grins for a second right before she lands on their shoulders, forcing them forwards a bit. As she does, she slams the metal piece down onto the minefield, causing another explosion.

“...”

“Did you just use them as LITERAL stepping stones?” Uraraka asked in an even tone.

“... Apparently.”

“....”

The class, including the teachers, erupted into laughter. Even Todoroki snorted, though it was more at the sight of Bakugou’s shocked face than what happened to him.

People around Japan were howling in laughter, slumping over desks at the scene. Seeing the girl not only use her former bully but the guy who challenged her so brazenly as stepping stones was terrific. A very nice way of getting back at them.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Bakugou yelled, even as his mother died laughing outside his door. Fucking Deku! This PROVED part of her looked down on him, right? Why else would she do that?! And GRIN?! UGH!

He would not admit she looked hot, grinning like that. Nope.

She lets go of the metal, tumbling through the air and causing her to land at the end of the field. She doesn’t hesitate, getting right up from her landing and running towards the end, ignoring the shouts behind her and the crowd's screams.

"In a stunning move, Midoriya has blasted past her classmates from 1-A! I can't believe it. She cleared that minefield in an instant! Eraserhead, your students are amazing! What the heck are you teaching them?" Present Mic says.

"This has nothing to do with me," Aizawa responds. Midoriya runs harder as Bakugou and Todoroki slowly gain on her. "Each of them is powered by their own drive to succeed," Aizawa finishes. “And she CAME like that.”

"There you have it, Eraserhead is a terrible teacher," Present Mic says jokingly.

"I'm what?" Aizawa asks.

"Who would've imagined at the beginning of this race that the climax would be a non-stop mega-mix of surprises? But, of course, the first to make it back to the stadium is the first-place winner! Midoriya Izumi is our champion!" Present Mic yells just as Midoriya passes the finish line.

The screen shows Midoriya Inko, the woman staring at the screen in complete shock.

“She won?” the green-haired woman whispers. Tears begin to well up in her eyes. “She won!”

The screen switches to Kamui Woods and Death Arms patrolling UA’s grounds. Death Arms turns around to see the screen showing the first years.

"Hey, it's that kid," Death Arms says, nodding to it.

"Oh yeah! She fought the sludge monster," Kamui Woods says in surprise.

The screen moves to show Shigaraki sitting in a dark room, watching the sports festival on a computer. He growls, scratching at his neck.

“Not enough that I had to listen to you speak, is it? I have to see you here.” He glares at the screen as the door to his room opens, letting Kurogiri in.

“Master Shigaraki, Sensei has agreed to let you deal with the scum you wished to earlier.”

“What?” Shigaraki asks in surprise, his hand falling from his neck. “Why now?”

“I do not know,” Kurogiri says blankly. “He simply wishes us to grab the scum to bring to him.”

“Huh, well then, that’s good.” Shigaraki grins. “Stupid NPCs thinking we’d work with scum like that…” he stands up, and the screen changes as he begins to walk away from the computer. Instead, it shows the stadium where Midoriya stands. She’s smiling with tears forming in her eyes that she wipes away quickly.

“Wait, they’re gonna deal with Yamanaka?” Izumi asked out loud. She blinked in shock at the screen. “What…”

“Who knows?” Uraraka said, wiping some tears caused by her laughter out of her eyes. “People like them are weird.” Iida coughed, nodding.

Unknown to everyone in the class and in general Japan, most people had the same thought.

Yamanaka deserved it.

This sports festival is a competition where everyone aims for the top. All Might’s thoughts echo through the screen as Midoriya grins, looking happy as the cheers of the crowd and Tomoe’s own cheers echo. For professional heroes, popularity plays a huge part in their careers, so they have to want to be the best. It's a bloodthirsty world. You state that you do not want to be at the top, and I respect that though I know that you will still rise high. At your core, you want to help others. That's why I chose you, Young Midoriya. And through this, you will rise in the ranks, completely unstoppable. You are a fighter! Still, maybe cool it with the waterworks; All Might is shown as he ends his thoughts, chuckling. He walks out of the teacher’s stands, passing by a group of management students.

"This is interesting," one of them says as he taps on a tablet.

"I think it's obvious that Midoriya's stock is about to go up," another remarks. “First place in the entrance exams, first place in the obstacle course, a single mother who faced terrible odds and came out on top? Everyone loves the underdog.”

"Not so fast,” a third says. He looks at his notes. “She’s a late bloomer and, according to my sources, has been known to state she plans to wait for a few years and take the university route. Not many agencies would be willing to take that on, and how can you market that?”

"They definitely have their work cut out," the second one says after a moment.

“Good!” Harumi grinned, her tail twitching. “I like a challenge!”

“Hell yeah!” Yue said, pumping her fists into the air. “We’re gonna crush it.”

"Well, she doesn't have much going for her appearance-wise, not in the face.” The first remarks. “Her arms are nicely shaped though, so something is going for her there. But the focus would be mostly on her skills and quick thinking.”

“Her daughter sounds adorable, though. Maybe work on the cute angle?” the second asks.

And this is why we mostly avoided the business course students, All Might thinks with a shake of his head.

“Amen,” all pro-heroes in Japan said amidst sqwuacks of offence from said students.

“Even you, Aizawa-sensei?” asked Ashido.

“Business course students think doing spreadsheets is fun,” the man said dryly. The hisses of disgust the class let out caused the man to laugh a little more.

"The business course! There's really no benefit to them participating in the sports festival. So, they cultivate their instincts by selling things or running market simulations! They have a lot of free time," Present Mic narrates as the screen shows the course walking around and selling popcorn. Some are even conducting surveys of the crowd. The screen moves back to the students finishing the course. Bakugou is shown staring at Midoriya; his eyes narrow as he glares at her.

"Deku... No way. Not again," Bakugo snarls.

"The contestants are pouring in one after the other! Let's hear some applause for all our competitors as we prepare the results!" Present Mic’s voice rings out, followed by many cheers.

"Midoriya! That was amazing!" Uraraka laughs as she runs up to the other girl, who grins.

"Oh, thank you!" Midoriya replies.

"I can't believe you got first place; I'm jealous!" Uraraka giggles.

"Uh... It was nothing!" Midoriya tells her. It was sheer luck. After all, I really mishandled that situation with the mines. I should have figured out a better way to land; it could have really gone wrong. I was just lucky, that's all. My actual ability will be tested after this. What comes next? Midoriya thinks as she observes the rest of the students.

“Izumi,” Toshinori sighed loudly. “You have MORE than proved yourself.”

“I keep making mistakes!” Izumi argued. “I could have-”

“Could have, would have, should have,” the skinny man waved a hand. “You’re young and in school to be a hero. You are doing the best you can with what you have; it is more than enough, Izumi. Never think otherwise.”

“You are Limitless,” Uraraka said, smiling at her friend.

“Indeed,” Iida said, looking at her with a proud smile. Izumi felt her face flush before she looked at her friends with a bright smile, unable to stop it.

“Thank you,” she breathed out. The class didn’t interrupt, feeling it was private between the three. Something about them just screamed best friends for life. They needed quiet moments with each other.

“The first game for the first years is finally over, and what a game it was! Now let's take a quick look at the standings, shall we?" Midnight cracks her whip as various students are shown with numbers beside them.

Midoriya is in first, followed by Todoroki and Bakugou. Next, the screen goes to a shocked Iida, who has the number six beside them, before slipping to Tokoyami, who has seven. Sero and Kirishima follow him at eight and nine, respectively. Monoma is in at ten, followed by Tetsutetsu, Ojiro, Asui, Shouji, Sato, Uraraka and Yaoyorozu. Ashido is nineteen, followed by Kouda and Jiro, with Kamianri at twenty-four. Shinsou is twenty-seventh, with Hagakure in at thiry-eight. The last two students show, at forty-one and forty-two, are Hatsume and Aoyama.

"Only the top 42 will advance to the next round. But don't be too let down if you didn't make the cut! We've prepared other opportunities for you to shine. Now the real fun is about to begin. The chance to fully move yourselves into the limelight! Give it your best! Let's see what we have in store for you next.” Midnight cracks her whip as the selection screen begins switching through various events. “What could it be? The waiting is torture. Prepare yourselves... for this!" Midnight says as the screen lands on the words Cavalry Battle.

"Cavalry battle? I'm terrible at those," Kaminari whines as he clutches his head.

"Huh? It's not an individual event. I wonder how they'll split us up," Asui comments to herself.

"Allow me to explain. The participants will form teams of two-to-four people as they see fit. In theory, it's basically the same as a regular playground game. But there is one difference. Each player has been assigned a point value based on the results from the obstacle course," Midnight tells the students along with the crowd as the screen behind her shoes a cartoon image of Thirteen and Present Mic carrying All Might.

"I get it, a point-based system like the entrance exams. That seems pretty simple," Sato nods his head as he speaks.

"So that means each team will have a different point value based on which students are on it," Uraraka points out.

"Uh-huh!" Ashido agrees eagerly

"Now, then. The point assignments go up by increments of five, starting from the bottom. So, for example, 42nd place is worth five points, and 41st ten. And the point value assigned to the first-place contestant is... ten million!" Midnight finished her speech with a crack of her whip and a grin.

"Ten million?" Midoriya blurts out, eyes wide.

“WHAT?!” Izumi shouted, interrupting her moment with her friends. The rest of the class hissed in sympathy.

“Revelry in the dark,” Tokoyami muttered. “You will be hard-pressed there, Midoriya.”

“It’s gonna be tough,” Ashido said. “Especially since we’re all coming for you!” Izumi opened and closed her mouth.

“I’m gonna die,” she whispered out loud. Uraraka smirked and began humming a funeral dirge. Iida laughed a little as she did so. “Wow, you two ROCK,” Izumi said as sarcastically as she could, even as a grin threatened to pull at her lips.

"Really?" Shinso asks.

"In other words, if you take down her team," Hastume murmurs.

"You'll win the cavalry game and take the lead yourself," all of the students say while turning to look at Midoriya.

"That's right. It's survival of the fittest, with a chance for those at the bottom to overthrow the top!" Midnight tells them.

Midoriya stands there, staring at the crowd with a shocked look, eyes wide and mouth dropped open.

“Oh hell.”

The screen switches to a prison cell, empty but for the words painted on the wall;

WE DON’T HOLD WITH RAPISTS.

The class traded looks, no one wanting to say it even as they thought the exact words they had earlier. He deserved it.

“Well, the timer is on now,” Kaminari announced, pulling his phone out. “I’m going to see how Twitter is handling the chaos.”

“Ooo, what’s your handle?”

“ElectricBoy,” Kaminari said plainly.

“Booo!” Ashido said jokingly.

“That is kinda lame,” Jirou hesitantly offered.

“Look, I wanted it to be kinda connected to me as a future pro, but not?” Kaminari shrugged. He scrolled through the phone as Tomoe whined.

“Wanna nap, baby?” Izumi said, getting up to check on her. Dark Shadow hesitantly stopped playing, looking at the toddler, who nodded. “Blanket over the pen?”

“Yes,” Tomoe muttered. Izumi smiled, and when Dark Shadow left the pen, she placed the blanket overtop.

“Hey, there’s a bunch of people cheering on Midoriya and a few going Todoroki would,” Kaminari said. “And a few saying Bakugou and going on about how this will prove he’s changed and can be a good person…” he squinted at the screen. “Hey, Midoriya, was Bakugou abused?”

“No?” Izumi said in confusion.

“A bunch of people claim he has to have been for his actions to make sense,” Kaminari said.

“... That doesn’t make sense,” Izumi said slowly. “Are they just like slapping the ‘bullies have abusive home lives’ trope onto him?”

“From the looks of it, yeah.” Kaminari snorted. “Like that would excuse him. I’ve known bullies with abusive homes, and they sure as hell knew better. They just liked hurting others to make themselves feel good, and because everyone knew their dads beat them, they got away with it.”

“It sucks,” Jirou voiced. “Abuse isn’t a get-out-of-jail card. You do something; you own up to it. A shitty upbringing doesn’t let you do what you want.”

“But… doesn’t it mean that they don’t know better?” Kirishima asked. The class frowned at that, looking at him thoughtfully.

“No,” Shouta spoke up. He sat on the teacher’s desk. “Just because someone is abused doesn’t mean they don’t grow up in a bubble. The actions they commit they know hurt other people. And to act out their aggression is wrong. By not stopping it, you only continue the cycle.”

“So, what? Because they’re hurt-” Kirishima began.

“No,” Shouta shook his head. “They’re hurt, and we can help. But they need to WANT to change. If you don’t want to, you’re screaming into the dark. Even then, wanting to change isn’t enough. Sometimes you have to face what you did and realize what you broke.” he sighed again. “And somethings you can never fix.”

The words sat heavily in the air, the class trading looks. They didn’t know how to react. They were always told to try and fix things and to help others. But what happened when a teacher, a hero, said to you that you couldn’t?

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-As an aside: I know some people have copied my writing out the series for their own reading the stories fic. I really don’t mind however: please do not use any extra canon pieces I have included. I don’t mind them taking the canon parts, transcribing SUCKS. But anything not canon I want to keep my own.

-Adding some more ‘Baugou is having feelings’ to this story. He’s very upset with Midoriya but like there’s a lot going on now so he’s confused as fuck in the future. Of course this defaults to anger. He’s still convinced Izumi’s been fucking with him because it’s Bakugou though. (This comment was written about my rewrite of the canon)

-A small aside for the Bakugou part: Bakugou is aware he’s wrong now and had a very large part of his identity destroyed due to this. Him being given an idea he could in fact still get what he wanted had him latching onto it. He’s aware his attitude needs work now, but now believes things will work out.

You’ll have to see how it goes though…

-The bit with Shinsou and RG talking about abandoning his companions is slightly a ‘take that’ at some fics that make Shinsou a complete uncaring monster who only thinks of himself. Like I get that people may think he’s over hyped but… wow. Ya’ll don’t need to go that far.

-I nixed Shinsou brainwashing people to carry him because in this AU he’s been exposed to Izumi and he’s got actual training now. (Written about the canon rewrite)

-there’s a fic where some people actually get trapped under the robots but I went with mostly canon. I stuck Monoma in there for funsies though!

-Nixed a few things in conversations and added some more, it was a lot of fun to imagine Tomoe managing to get out of her playpen to contribute to the chaos.

-Kaze is an OC from Narutojacksondemigod WHO EVEN GAVE ART. His friend is from zeldomnyo and named Mochi Tamiki. In this world they’re both vigilantes and are besties.

-Will I keep ranting that abuse is NOT an excuse it is a reason? Yes. And will I keep banging pots and pans that some things cannot be forgiven?

YES.

#bnha #bnha au #pulling on the strings of destiny #tw mention of rape #female midoriya izuku

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[excerpts of upcoming works.]

so as i discovered on @dream-theory the other day, i have over 63,000 words of wips right now??

i'm trying to rev myself up to post more, so here are a few excerpts from some of my favorite unfinished works, ranging from smut to fucked up smut! if anything here looks interesting to you, lmk so i'll be extra motivated to finish it ♥︎

pairings included in this post: [BNHA] Hawks x reader ✧ [BNHA] Todoroki x reader ✧ [BNHA] Overhaul x reader ✧ [BNHA] Shigaraki x reader (iwcb p4!) ✧ [KNY] Sanemi x reader (x Rengoku).

cw for all works: 18+, f!reader, all characters are adults. (btw these are the usual shitty first drafts, please have mercy 😭)

[BNHA] Hawks x reader /// Champagne Room

Summary: A petty thief gets more than she bargained for when she tries to take advantage of a pro.

Warnings: stripper!reader, love-drunk Hawks

Status: 2.5k words written out of ~5k total

You wouldn’t call yourself a villain, but sometimes you get jobs. At first it was all anonymous: letters in your mailbox with no return address, voicemails from blocked numbers. A time and a date, a name, a list of questions. And a number. Your reward. You ignored the requests at first, but then the numbers got bigger and bigger—and hey, if they knew your phone number and your address you were already screwed, so…

You made it happen. You did your thing (seduction, interrogation, et cetera) same as usual, except this time you did it on command. It was just one time, and then then two times, and—wow, the money was good. Way better than what you were getting skimming cards. You’re saving up for a house now. You’re gonna retire early. Maybe all the times you got called a tease or a slut or a bitch in high school because of your quirk were worth it, because now the newspapers are starting to call you Heartbreaker. For a villain name, it has a nice ring to it.

Hawks isn’t a job like those, though. He’s more of a vanity project, an impulse target. You’ll go easy on him—you’ll just get his savings account info and take a few rent payments out of it. No harm, no foul. Won’t even make a dent in his hero income, you’re nice like that.

“So…Keigo…do you trust me?” You rub your ass against the stiff bulge and trace fingers down the rigid bones at the top of his wings. You’re laying your quirk on so thick you can almost smell it in the air, you can almost taste it. So can he.

Hawks breathes in and his whole body trembles. “Course I do, angel, of course…fuck, I…” He blinks quickly. You can see it bearing down onto him, pushing away his self-interest: your influence, your charisma. Your quirk. The lights change and the melted gold of his eyes is slashed pink-purple-blue in the reflection. Wings curl around you, closing you in like an embrace.

“Can you do something for me?”

“…sure, if you want…?” Anything you want, anything for you, his hands say, hovering, almost touching your thighs, but Hawks won’t touch you until you give him permission, he can’t.

“Anything?” you ask, staring deep into his eyes like this is a romance novel and not a private room where you’re about to steal from the #2 hero. It’s like hypnosis, to be honest. Needs a connection.

“Anything, angel,” he breathes.

[BNHA] Todoroki x reader /// Experience

Summary: Todoroki knows his relationship with his boss will only work as long as there are no strings attached, but the arrangement gets a lot more complicated when her ex comes back into the picture.

Warnings: office relationship, alcohol mention

Status: 5.3k words written out of 8k (??? who fucking knows) total

They’re both laughing now, giggling like schoolchildren testing out curse words for the first time. The look on Todoroki’s face must not be as neutral as he wants it to be, because Kaminari notices—turns toward him and asks, “what do you think, Todoroki?”

It’s harmless. Todoroki knows that, knows Kaminari and Ashido don’t mean anything by it. It’s the same thing the other students do in university with good-looking professors and TAs, the way they’ve always done. And even though Todoroki doesn’t really understand the way they see you (hot for teacher? ice princess?) he can’t really admit he disagrees.

“Todoroki? You okay?” Ashido frowns and waves her hand in front of his face. “You’re totally zoned out tonight.”

“…I should go,” Todoroki says, standing suddenly and collecting his coat from the seat next to him. Ashido and Kaminari protest (“it’s early! you’re not even drunk yet!”), but he ignores them. “I have to go back to the office.”

“What? Don’t tell me you’re going to work even more,” Kaminari moans while Ashido nods ruefully along with him. “You’re making the rest of us look bad.”

Todoroki doesn’t need to work. He needs one of the account files for a deadline this weekend, and that’s what he tells them while he calls a car to take him back. He could get it tomorrow, Saturday—which is what he was planning to when he left this evening—but he wants to be there now, for some reason…it’s past 9PM on a Friday, and there’s no reason that you’d still be there, but…

There you are, sitting alone in your office, facing the view of the late-night skyline through your window. The sky is flat purple-black—there’s too much pollution to see the stars here in the city, Todoroki knows that—but the surrounding buildings are shimmering in the dark. You turn when you hear the door to the office open, and the expression on your face is like you’ve been caught in a private moment, something you didn’t intend for him to see.

“…Todoroki.” Your mouth moves around his name like you’re testing it. “You’re back.”

“I need to pick up the Steubens file,” he says slowly, hoping you can’t hear any hint of uncertainty in his voice. He didn’t drink much (two, two and half maybe, and his tolerance is always better than people think it is) but he doesn’t want you to think he’s been irresponsible.

“You should take a break this weekend. Don’t worry about the deadline, I’ll take care of it,” you tell him, letting your gaze flick over him. You frown a bit and he wonders what you’re seeing—his dress shirt unbuttoned under his collarbones and the sleeves rolled up past his forearms; his hair a little rumpled out of the style he puts it in for work. “Were you out with the interns? You didn’t need to come back to the office.”

Todoroki pulls long fingers through his hair and you follow the movement. “I don’t mind.”

You have this way of looking at him—always appraising, evaluating him against some secret standard that he may or may not measure up to. Kaminari’s theorized that it’s an intimidation tactic. It makes the other interns squirm, but Todoroki doesn’t have trouble holding your gaze. “If you insist,” you say finally. “But you shouldn’t work too hard. You should enjoy life while you’re young.”

The file is in the cabinet at your right, exactly where Todoroki knows you keep it. He should just take it. He should leave the office and go home, go to sleep. He should stop—standing here, in front of your desk, looking down at you, wanting you. Your hands, your voice, the soft bow of your lips… Maybe he’s less sober than he thought he was. He wants to touch you. He wants to be touched.

“(Y/N),” he says. It isn’t supposed to sound like it does, like a sigh. “I’m sorry…I’ve been drinking.”

You’ve already turned back to the screen of your computer, but you still shrug. “Why are you sorry? You’re an adult, what you do on you own time isn’t any of my business. As long as you’re getting your work done…”

“Not for that,” Todoroki says. “I’m sorry for this.” And he leans down, folds his hand under your chin, and kisses you.

You’re stiff for a second—he can feel the surprised intake of breath with your mouth against his—but he pushes closer to you and you relax, fraction by fraction. Your mouth tastes fresh and sweet, like peppermint. His hand finds the desk—bracing himself, he feels like his knees might give out—and the edge of one of your documents bites into the side of his palm. Let this be real, he thinks. Don’t let her move.

Closer, he has to be closer to you.

Todoroki kisses you harder.

[BNHA] Overhaul x reader /// do no harm

Summary: He'd forgotten what it feels like to want something this badly. (—over the course of his imprisonment in Tartarus, Chisaki develops a fixation on a young researcher sent to rebuild his arms.)

Warnings!!!!: prison setting, ableism, mentions of injury and unethical medical/prison practices, mentions of drug addiction, Chisaki's mental state is not healthy, this one's gonna be pretty fucked ngl

Status: 1.8 words written out of an infinite amount total...seriously I have no idea for this one, it's been marinating in my head since I first created this blog :x

Red—

Lights, cold. His eyes are already open. In the exam room. Someone’s speaking, not the doctor, not one of the nurses, someone else.

Someone else?

White, white. Someone’s hand hovering over his shoulder, latex gloves brushing his skin. Not a doctor. You don’t feel like a doctor. You keep— skimming over his chest, too nervous to really touch him. Your hands are warm in the center, cold at the fingertips. You touch him like you’re afraid. You feel—

He can—he can smell you. Everything here smells sterile and chemical and he got used to it, let it fade into the background until the millisecond of metallic blood smell after they take the needle out of his leg makes him ill. Overhaul breathes in and smells you, smells the soap you washed your hair with. Something—something sweet? He can’t— he can’t— why are you so close? You want him to lie down. Why are you touching him? You’re not a nurse, not a doctor. He feels dizzy breathing you in.

Your voice. You’re telling him to lie down again. He’s trying to ignore you like he ignores everything here but your voice is—

softer, lighter. Different. Don’t look. Don’t listen. Close your eyes, Overhaul thinks to himself, ignore her.

“Please,” you say. “Chisaki.”

You’re touching him now, getting ready to push him flat on his back like an invalid, and with the phantom limbs he can feel sometimes itching and aching in thin air, he wants to wrap his fingers around your wrist and break it.

You pleaded. You said his name. He hasn’t heard his own name in—a year? Two? How long has it been?

He lies down.

He wants to sleep again. He knows what they give him—he knows the name of the drug cocktail and all the chemical compounds that make it up and he knows the effects it can have when taken long-term. It’s a sedative, it makes him feel numb and sometimes if he’s numb enough he can even manage to enjoy it. But if he’s not he feels himself lying there while the drugs crawl through his circulatory system and into his brain, eating away at the parts of himself that he used to think were worth keeping. God, god, it feels filthy. He would purge himself—rip himself to shreds and put them back together clean—if he could.

He wants to sleep, but the smell of your soap—

“Chisaki, do you know why I’m here?”

I don’t know, he thinks. I don’t care.

“It’s about your arms.”

Overhaul doesn’t have arms. The prostheses are controlled externally by people who think Shigaraki should have finished the job. He can barely feed himself without assistance, can’t even piss without getting permission from one of the penal officers to activate the bionics. They’re not his arms.

“I’m here to see if I can…fix them.”

Overhaul closes his eyes. Black.

[BNHA] Shigaraki x reader /// it will come back [pt. 4]

Summary: You have a bad habit of picking up strays, and the half-dead villain you find bleeding out in a dumpster is no exception. [Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3]

Warnings: mentions of injury, pain, fear, this is an extremely rough draft ngl I really need to edit :/

Status: 5.2k words written out of maybe 8k total

His bedroom looks like you would’ve thought it would look like if you had ever thought about it. Nice computer with two monitors, some books, lots of gaming stuff. A map above the computer pinned with documents, newspaper clippings, pictures, some of which extend past the wall and onto the ceiling. Serial killer shit. Fitting. The window is blocked out with heavy curtains, and the only light in the room comes from the purplish gleam of the monitors. Tomura sets you and your bag down on his unmade bed and pulls your ankle into his lap along with some ice cubes in a towel, a roll of Ace bandages, a white plastic pharmacy bottle that rattles when he drops it on the mattress.

“Um—I can do that,” you say, but Tomura ignores you, peeling your sock down and wrapping the bandages around your ankle. “You don’t have to—it doesn’t have to be that tight.”

He ignores that too. You’re almost glad that you’re in pain. It’s giving you something to focus on besides his hands.

“Why were you at the bar?” Tomura asks.

“I…don’t know, I got lost on my way back from work.”

“You don’t get lost.” He coils the bandage around one more time before tucking the edge under to hold it in place. “Were you looking for me?”

You inhale, counting out three beats to make sure it doesn’t sound too fast. “It was just a coincidence.” He doesn’t look convinced, so you shrug, hoping you look more nonchalant than you feel. “Really.”

Does he know?

He couldn’t. There’s no way. Stop talking, don’t tell him anything he doesn’t need to know. Stop thinking about him killing kids.

Tomura’s done wrapping your ankle, but he’s not moving away from you. “You shouldn’t go out in the rain like that. You could get sick.”

“You’re…you’re one to talk.”

“You’re different than me. You break so easily.” His grip moves up from your ankle and his hands are cold from the ice. Your ankle feels stiff, achy. You can’t remember the last time you were in this much pain.

How much will it hurt if Tomura touches you? You can’t take your eyes off his hand, stark white and threaded with blue veins against the dark fabric of your skirt. You saw the cast Aizawa was wearing, the gauze taped on his face, the way he winced a little bit whenever he moved quickly back at the hospital. You can’t even imagine how that feels…to have your living body flake off into dust, from your skin all the way down to your bones.

Oh god. Oh god, oh god. Don’t cry. You’ll get out of this. He’s not going to hurt you. Just play along.

Tomura runs a hand over your ankle again and a sound comes out of your mouth that you can’t even categorize. “Is it really that bad?” he asks, and it’s almost worse to know that he’s asking out of genuine curiosity. God knows what he’s been through in the past week—the gunshots. the infection—must have felt a thousand times worse.

You try to slow your breathing but you’re having a hard time remembering what it’s supposed to sound like. “I think I need to see a doctor."

“You’re acting weird.”

You let out a high, tense laugh. “It really hurts, Tomura, what do you expect?”

“No…you’ve been acting weird since I called you earlier.” Red eyes narrow into slits and move over the strained look on your face. “Maybe you did get sick.”

“Sure. Maybe.”

Tomura lifts the back of his hand to his own forehead and then reaches out to you to compare your temperature to his, only—you don’t see that. What you see is the leader of the League of Villains with his hand out, so close to your head that you can make out the dirt under his fingernails. You see the police sketch of his villain costume from one of the articles you read, those grey embalmed hands trapped in rigor mortis around his limbs and his face. You see the news photo of the kids from UA. High school first-years, but some of them looked younger. Like the green-haired kid…you would have guessed 13 years old, 14 maybe. They did an interview with the girl—the cute one with big eyes and a frog quirk? The one he almost killed? She said she could smell the dead hands on Shigaraki’s costume when he was two inches away from her face: chemical antiseptic almost like perfume, layered over something rotting.

Tomura’s not wearing his costume now. He’s never worn it in front of you. But you almost feel like you can smell it anyway.

[KNY] Sanemi x reader x Rengoku /// to the hilt

Summary: After an injury that ends your career as a demon slayer, you struggle to adjust to your newfound vulnerability and the protectiveness of the the two Hashira who consider you their responsibility. (—Sanemi makes threats, and Rengoku enforces them.)

Warnings: protective/patronizing behavior, mentions of injury, dependent reader, possibly coercive vibes??, Rengoku doesn't make an appearance in this excerpt (he shows up later)

Status: 2.8k words written out of 6–7k total

"How many times do I have to tell you you’re not strong enough to be using your hands?” Sanemi's voice is thin with anger, and he lets you hear it. Of course he’s angry. It’s like you’re doing this on purpose, making yourself sicker, forcing him to force you to give up already. The flash of pain that passes over your face is almost enough to make him feel guilty, but you should know better by now. What’s the point of trying to go through the motions? You’ll never fight again. “You don’t need to be useful.”

“I know! I’m not… I know I’m not healed enough, I get it. Do we have to talk about this?”

He glares—do you really understand?—but he lets it go. Settles back, keeps the peace, for your sake. For now. “Just keep eating.”

You oblige gratefully, digging into the food that’s left as quickly as you seem to be able to. Sanemi watches and keeps his mouth shut even when you fumble. He’s too angry with you, too pushy sometimes. He knows. But how else is he supposed to keep you from making your injury worse? If you didn’t need him—him and Rengoku, at least—you’d just leave. Sanemi’s never suggested it himself (to be honest, he doesn’t even let himself think about the possibility of you leaving the dojo), but you could. You’re here because you want to be. Because you’re not strong enough to set your own limits, follow the boundaries you’ve been given in order to heal. You need them. You need them to keep you safe.

Through the window, the moon is rising little by little, saturating the courtyard outside with watery light. There’s a lamp in your bedroom but it’s unlit—seems like you prefer the dim light of the outdoors and the faint glow of the hallway through your door. Were you just sitting here in the dark before he came?

The image comes to his mind too easily—you sitting at the window in your thin kimono for hours, staring blankly as the world outside dips into night. It doesn’t fit you…or at least it doesn’t fit the person you’re supposed to be.

(the person you were before.)

“Why is it so fucking dark in here? It’s depressing,” he asks, stacking your discarded dishes and setting the tray to the side once you’ve finished. The only thing left is the sake bowl, which you lift to your mouth very carefully before patting your lips dry and offering it back to Sanemi.

He takes it, still waiting for your response, but you wait for him to drink before you answer. “It isn’t that dark with the moon out like this.”

You’re right, in a way. By now Sanemi’s vision has adjusted enough so that he can see everything from the moonlight alone—weeds poking out from the stone slabs outside, rippling movement from the wisteria flowers, and…

…the unbound hair unfurling like a halo around your face, your rumpled kimono baring a little too much of your throat, the shadows that your eyelashes paint down over your cheekbones when you close your eyes. Sanemi exhales, shifts back and takes another sip from the bowl. “Are you tired? Did you want to sleep?”

“No, I—“ you turn to the side, looking deeper into the bedroom so your face is caught in shadow for a second. Like after all of this, you can’t look him in the eye when you say it. “You’re leaving for a mission tomorrow, aren’t you? I thought…maybe you would come. And we could have a drink.”

Ah…she doesn’t want to say it. That’s fine. Sanemi knows what you need.

You extend a hand out for the bowl that the two of you have been trading back and forth, but your fingers don’t meet the ceramic—he’s already reaching out for you, pulling you in toward him, and when you bite your lip and nod he lies you down until your back meets the tatami below. Here, right here. Your body underneath his, the only place where he can really convince himself you’re safe.

You fumble to untie the sash of your kimono, slipping awkwardly over the bindings every time you try to get ahold of them, but Sanemi settles himself over you and pins your wrists down and forces your trembling hands into stillness. “Let me,” he says.

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xoxo-teddybear · 3 years

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It’s Too Late - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: angst, cursing

Summary: You’ve always made it clear to him about what you feel for him. It’s always been known so you’ve never had to say it. Until months had passed and yet nothing’s been reciprocated or cleared up on his end. He didn’t express any emotions of desire or love towards you so when you finally confess, you get an answer you halfway anticipated. And when it breaks you and you move on, finally taking 1 step forward, Bakugou comes back and pushes you 2 steps back.

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

“I just-“

“Love me?” Bakugou said with a raised brow and his hands in his pockets. “You love me? Is that what you’re gonna say?”

“..Yes. I love you, Katsuki.” You openly confessed to your best friend with a tired voice. You and Bakugou had been friends since childhood. You grew to love him as a friend, then a best friend, but now you wish to have him as a significant other. You’ve always been clear about your feelings. Telling others you liked the blonde, putting in a little extra effort to show some comfort and affection, or even just canceling everything for him. But you never said anything specific until now.

Your best friend continued to stare at you with a blank face. You were almost offended by it but you saw the gears in his mind trying to move. He was trying to say something but it’s like something else was stopping him. “Katsuki?”

“I don’t love you, Y/N. Why you think I would is ridiculous.” His words made you grow shock. He was lying now? You get it. This whole confession wasn’t cute or anything similar to what you would see in a cartoon. There was no blushing from either ends, no smiles. This was holding a dark element of hurt but you hoped that despite all that, he would still be able to find the light you always brought with you, just for him.

“…I know you love me too, Katsuki.” You said calmly.

“Don’t tell me what I feel.” He responded in the same cold tone but with a little more harshness.

“I’m just saying the truth. It’s the one thing you seem to be running from. I’ve accepted it, I’ve embraced it because I want it. I know you do to so why can’t you just admit it?” You asked before a block of silence filled the dialogue. “….I know you told Kaminari you love me.”

“That spark plug heard me wrong.” He defended.

“You also told Kirishima you love me too.” You added on. “You tell Kirishima, you tell Kaminari, you tell everyone and anything but me. Why can’t you just tell me?”

Bakugou looked at you in silence before squeezing his eyes shut in frustration. Frustration and anger with himself. Why couldn’t he just man up and say it to you? Why couldn’t he tell you? You were right here letting him know exactly how you felt! Letting him know you felt the same way he did so why wasn’t he saying anything to help?!

“You can’t run. You have to stay and hear it out ‘till the end.” You began making his shut eyes tremble. “Bakugou Katsuki. I love you. I love you so much that it hurts when you just walk away from it. So tell me what I know. Tell me you love me back so that everything we went through, the gossip, the lies, the secrets, everything will have been for something. So that we could end up right here where we are now with a purpose and happy ending. Please.”

Finally, after collecting himself and coming up with an answer, he speaks.

“Maybe it was.” He said with a softer tone..almost hurt. “And maybe I did love you…but it doesn’t matter-“

“Why not?!”

“Because I don’t love you anymore. It was a crush. It was for a short period of time. I’ve moved on so maybe you should too.” He said and began to walk away. “You know Damn well feelings don’t help you achieve anything. I don’t want love or a relationship, I want to be a hero. That’s all.”

There it is. He said it. He wants to be a hero. Only if he was smart enough to say the rest. He wants to be a hero to protect you. He wants to become strong enough to keep you safe in his arms. Let him achieve this dream first so he can move on to his second dream. You. You will always be his dream. He knows he still loves you and he knows he will forever and always love you..but he’s accepted that he can’t be with you. Not yet. Let him secure everything first. Let him become a hero and make shit tons of money so he can provide for you and protect you. Let him become so domestically secure that he can give you the love he knows you deserve. Let him grow first so he can be good enough for you. Please.

—

He shouldn’t have disregarded you in that moment. He should’ve told you right then and there that he loved you too. He should’ve been smart enough to be able to multitask a relationship with you and his career. He could’ve done it! But now he’s here, 2 years later sneakily watching as Todoroki asks you to be his girlfriend at the hero gala he’s brought you to as his date.

As if his night couldn’t get worse. After your confession, you distanced yourself from Bakugou after his harsh replies. He’s tried to reach out to you and stay in touch but you didn’t let him. Despite that, when 2 years passed and the hero gala came up and he’s still been so in love with you, he asked you to be his date..but you said no. You said no and shut the door on him and the roses he brought to your house that day. Then when he thought it couldn’t get worse, you show up. Looking as beautiful as ever in a red dress that matched the tie of his tux and reached the ground. It had a slit in it to reveal the smooth skin of your leg. You were the pinnacle of perfection. And he was now ready to make you his. But before he could reach you, your date did. Todoroki. He stepped up from behind you and snaked his arm around your waist before moving with you deeper into the event. The sight of you two made him nauseous. But it got even worse when the night continued and the two-toned hair colored boy was pulling you to a corner and confessing to you. Nobody but Bakugou saw and it was making his blood boil. He wasn’t about to lose you to this icy-hot bastard. So before you could answer the calm hero, the blonde came rushing in and dragging you away forcefully by the wrist.

Bakugou pulled you into the empty parking lot of the event and looked at you while saying nothing.

“What the hell was that Bakugou?!” You shouted.

“That’s not my name.” He replied swiftly.

“I’m pretty sure it fucking is. Why did you bring me out here?” You asked.

“I fucking saved you from that idiot and his pathetic excuse of a confession! You’re welcome!” He shouted. You gawked at him before slanting your eyes.

“I didn’t need your help.” You said calmly. Afterwords, a block of silence returned and Bakugou couldn’t help but feel like it was that one moment all those years ago when you confessed to him. Growing tired of this, you attempted to walk back inside. “If you’ll excuse me-“

“Are you going to say yes to him?” Bakugou asked from behind you now. You turned to him, shocked at the whimper in his voice, and noticed he wasn’t even facing you. He had his back turned to you as he looked to the ground.

“I don’t think that concerns you.” You said and began to walk away. Until you felt Bakugou hold onto your arm.

“I think it fucking does!” He exclaimed. You turned to look at him in shock and noticed a fire in his eyes that you never saw before. “You can’t be his girlfriend, Y/N. You can’t be his!”

“You’re in no position to tell me who I can and can’t be with.” You replied.

“I actually am because you’re mine!” He shouted. You looked at him with wide eyes and shaky breath as you stared at him.

“W-what?”

Bakugou smiled as he took your nervousness and shaking as a sign of happiness. “You’re mine. I love you too, Y/-“

*SMACK*

“The hell-“

“Don’t you dare say you love me, Bakugou.” You said coldly.

“What?” He asked in shock.

“You had years to tell me how you felt. Before I confessed and even after! But you can’t just tell me that you love me when I’ve already happily moved on!” You shouted.

“…moved on?” He winced. You moved on? You didn’t want him anymore? Didn’t love him anymore? “W-..WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU MOVE ON?!”

“Are you fucking serious?! Why?! Because I loved you and gave you my entire being just for you to stomp on my heart-“

“You can’t move on! Not when I love you too! Not when I’ve loved you for years! Not when I’ve loved you from even before you fucking told me! That’s right!” He exclaimed as he stepped closer. “I’ve always loved you Y/N! Always! So you can’t move on!”

You stared at him and bit your cheek before turning around. “Too fucking late.”

“..N-No.” He whimpered. Without being in control, he ran to you and pulled you back before forcing a kiss onto your lips. To Bakugou, it was heaven on earth. You tasted the exact way he always imagined. Addictive and sweet. Your lips were soft. So soft. So perfect. So..you. You are heaven on earth for him.

You were surprised and infuriated by his actions so you of course pushed him off the best you could but not without a fight. The more you pushed back the tighter he held on, the more you pulled away, his lips would find yours again and steal your breath. Eventually, you ended up having to use a small amount of your quirk on him to keep him at bay. “Y/N please! You can’t be with him! Please! You have to love me! I didn’t work my ass off for years to not have you by my side in the end!”

“The hell are you talking about?!” You shouted.

“I did all of this for you! Because I love you! I didn’t tell you then because I wasn’t ready for you! You were too good for me! I had to change! I had to fix myself! And I did! I’m a hero now, I have money now, I can provide for you, love you, and take care of you now! I did this for us!” He shouted as tears trickled down his cheeks as he confessed with a smile. You only looked at him as if he were crazy.

“It didn’t matter if you were a hero or not, or had money or not. You didn’t have to change for me! I loved you because of you! And I was ready to have you just the way you were, Bakugou.”

“So please say you’ll have me now.” He begged.

“I can’t.”

“Yes you can! Y/N I’m right here. I’m not running anymore. I’m not going anywhere. Just tell me that you love me too and we can be together! Please.” He exclaimed while you shook your head with small tears pricking the corner of your eyes.

“….it’s too late now, Katsuki.”

At least in the end, you finally said his name.

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myherowritings · 3 years

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PART 3. ACCIDENTAL SUGAR DADDY?

SUMMARY. Todoroki Shouto was a wealthy, young CEO who inherited his father’s enterprise. You were a barista at a local cafe who wouldn’t mind some extra cash. One day, Shouto came in during an early morning shift and tipped you such a large sum of money, you were certain it had to have been an accident. To your surprise and complete pleasure: It was not.

PAIRING. ceo!todoroki shouto x barista!reader

WORD COUNT. 2.4k

GENRE. ceo/barista au, fluff, eventual smut

WARNINGS. none in this chapter

A/N. happy new year y’all! :3 i hope you have a good 2021 and here is some flirty ceo!shouto for u to enjoy as we enter the new year hehe ;) thank you for reading and i hope you enjoy! xx sof

SERIES MASTERLIST

“I heard you dropped by this weekend,” you said as a greeting, a playful smile on your lips. “Looking for me?”

If the tips of his ears didn’t tinge pink, you would have guessed Shouto was completely unaffected by your words.

“Mn.” He drew his attention away from your gaze and pointedly adjusted his cufflinks. “Good morning to you too.”

You laughed, accepting you wouldn’t get anything out of your attempt at teasing. “Morning, Shouto. How was your weekend?”

The cafe was quite busy this hour, but Miyazaki took over the other register to alleviate the stress (though, what she really said was so you and pretty boy—who happened to be rich rich—could talk). Whatever the reason, you were glad for a small break whenever you could get it.

“You could say it was busy,” he replied, sounding a bit tired. For the first time since you met him, you actually noticed how exhausted he looked. You wanted to put cucumbers on his eyes and lay his head down on your lap to coax him to sleep. Nonetheless, he smiled softly at you. “And yours? I hope you were able to have time to rest and relax.”

You nodded. “I just slept a lot and caught up on the shows I missed throughout the week.”

“The real way a weekend should be spent.”

His voice was teasing but he didn’t sound mocking. Just...somewhat playful. There was something about his tone that made you want to hear it again.

“Something tells me you need a weekend away where you could just relax and do nothing,” you commented, tapping the back of your pen to your chin. “Do you not have any days off at work?”

He considered this. “Depends what you mean by day off.”

“If you have to ask that, that probably means you don’t have a day off, huh?” you said with a frown, holding your hand over your chest as you sighed dramatically. “You poor thing. Overworked and tired. Maybe I should steal you away one weekend and get you to just relax.”

You were only half-serious.

“Maybe you should,” agreed Shouto, sounding full-serious.

“Maybe I will,” you blurted before you could stop yourself. Maybe you could if you actually had his number… Then, feeling shameful you said, “But, ah, anyway, what can I get for you today? We actually have cheese danishes again!”

His face brightened. “You do? I’ll take five dozen.”

With a laugh you took down his order. You really weren’t sure where all these pastries were going when he bought it, but judging from his expression, you figured it must be somewhere good.

“And for your drink?”

“This time I’ll have a large green tea with almond milk, please.”

You nodded but tilted your head to the side in question. “No coffee with extra shots of espresso today?”

“I add too much sugar and creamer to my coffee,” he admitted sheepishly. “And with all the baked goods I’ve been eating I realized I may have had an excess amount of sweets lately.”

With an understanding laugh you patted his hand that was resting on the counter woefully. “I can definitely relate to that. If too many sweets are bad for you they shouldn’t have made it taste so good.”

Shouto glanced down at where your hands touched, an expression you couldn’t quite discern on his face. Averting your gaze, you quickly pulled your hand back. Was that inappropriate of you? Did he find it too pushy?

“Oh— Sorry about that,” you said, rubbing your elbow with your opposite hand. “Got a bit ahead of myself there.”

“No, it’s fine.” He blinked once. “I didn’t mind.”

Unsure if he meant anything by that and unsure if you were reading too much into things, you simply brushed the topic off and moved on to getting his order in telling him the price.

“Paying by card again, I’m assuming?” you asked before hitting the appropriate button on the screen.

“Correct.”

By now the sight of the sleek and pretty credit card was one you grew rather fond of as he scanned over the payment terminal and signed his name. Was it weird you wanted to examine his signature more closely? Shouto seemed like the type of person who would have a fancy signature that somehow looked like art.

As per routine, you told him his order would be ready for pick up at his right and, before he left the register, he thanked you and gave you another $100.

Did it feel any less strange than the first time he tipped you? Not really, no. But you still weren’t going to complain about a generous tip from a willing customer.

Before he left with his cheese danishes and cup of tea in hand, he stopped by next to you with a small smile.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N.”

You grinned back. “Can’t wait, Shouto!”

— ✩ —

This went on for a whole other week. By this point, he had given you over $1,000 in tip and you were starting to feel like you should give him something in return despite him assuring you he didn’t expect anything.

When you told your friends about the nice guy you met while you were working and they asked for the details, the first thing they said in response to your situation was, “Sugar daddy?”

Before they planted that thought into your head, you just took it as a rich businessman who hated the rich and believed in redistribution of wealth—you couldn’t complain about that. That made him even more appealing, if you must say. But once Kaminari and Ashido whispered those two words, you couldn’t help but see the comparisons.

You had no issues with sugar daddies or sugar babies; as long as they were two consenting adults, what did it matter to you? It just wasn’t something you were looking for at the time and you didn’t want Shouto to get the wrong impression or involve yourself in something you weren’t ready to.

As you commuted to work for your next morning shift, you told yourself today was the day you’d thank him one final time for the tips, but tell him you couldn’t accept anymore. You were sure he’d be understanding but you also hoped it wouldn’t deter him from coming to see you. That was the last thing you’d want.

“Mrs. Miyazaki,” you said between customers. “When Shouto comes in, do you think I can step away from the register to talk to him for a little? I promise it’ll be brief!”

She waved her hand dismissively. “That’s not a problem. Are you finally going to ask him out or something?”

You scratched the back of your neck. “Or something, yeah.”

Thankfully, by the time Shouto arrived today, it was later than he normally came, meaning rush hour was almost dying down.

“Good morning! Someone’s a little late today,” you teased. “Overslept?”

“I wish,” he sighed wistfully. “I had a meeting early this morning and it just ended. Didn’t have a chance to pick up some coffee or pastries beforehand.”

You frowned. “I’m sorry to hear that. I hope whoever was hosting the meeting at least provided you guys drinks and snacks!”

He paused. “He did, but… I just thought yours were better.”

Smiling at the compliment, you preened. “Well, I can’t say I’m not surprised. And I’m glad you were able to drop by still. Would’ve missed you too much otherwise.”

Again, you were only half-serious.

“Hm. I would’ve missed you too.”

And again, he seemed full-serious. Not that you minded.

After taking his order and watching him pay, you pulled him to the side, looking over at your boss so she knew what was going on. She gave you a brief nod as you turned your attention to Shouto.

A lapse of silence went by and he spoke up, “Did you have something you wanted to say?”

“Yeah, actually.” You wrung your fingers nervously, hoping you wouldn’t say anything to offend him since you knew his actions were coming from a kind place. “I just wanted to say… I’m not really looking for a sugar daddy right now.”

He blinked once. Then twice. “Pardon?”

You stared at him, unsure what to say.

“I— Sorry. I wasn’t… It’s not my intention to be a...sugar daddy either.” Shouto’s face flushed a bright pink that made your own cheeks warm up in response.

“But the—the money? I just… I guess I thought…” You winced.

So he wasn’t trying to pick up a sugar baby… Well, this was awkward. But regardless, you think you’ve gotten close enough to him to the point where it would feel weird accepting money from him.

“I’m sorry if I was unclear. It really is just a tip to show appreciation for your service here.”

You shook your head. “No! Sorry, that makes sense! My friends just said… And then I…” you trailed off, feeling a million times more flustered than when you started. “Sorry about that. The sugar daddy mishap aside, I still wanted to say that I really appreciate the tips you gave, but I don’t think I can accept them anymore.”

Slowly, he nodded, adjusting the collar of his dress shirt. “I understand. Did something happen?”

“No, nothing happened!” you were quick to assure. “I really am thankful, but… I think we’ve gotten too close for me to be comfortable accepting that much money, you know?”

Shouto tilted his head to the side, listening intently.

“Like,” you tried to explain, fiddling with your apron, “over the past few weeks I just think we’ve gotten to know each other more and I think of you as a friend of sorts now.” You peered at him through your lashes, hoping your words were making sense. “I think as a relationship develops—for me, at least—adding money into the mix can cause weird power imbalances if not communicated properly. And I just don’t want that for us.”

He thought through your words for a while before agreeing. “I get what you mean. I wouldn’t want to unintentionally make you feel like you owe me anything, so if you’re not comfortable with it, I can stop.”

“Thanks, Shouto,” you said with a beam, glad he was so receptive. Really though, what else did you expect? From your interactions with him you took him to be kindhearted and open. Of course he wouldn’t be upset over this. “But just to be clear, this doesn’t mean you should stop coming! Right? I don’t want to stop being your friend or anything!”

With a small laugh, he nodded. “Sure. I wouldn’t want to part with my favorite cafe. And I’d like to keep being friends as well.”

Those words warmed your heart. You really were nervous about this confrontation earlier; you didn’t want voicing your opinion to mean ending your friendship. (Although, if you sharing what you were comfortable with was enough to end a relationship, then you supposed it was bound to be a toxic and stifling one in the long run and it was good to know in the beginning to end it before it could grow.) Turns out, however, that you didn’t even need to worry about that. He was understanding and sweet and you were glad to have gotten this out of the way.

“Well, as new friends,” you said, gently nudging his side, “maybe we should get to know each other more? Exchange numbers… Hang out outside of this cafe…” You ran through some suggestions, almost bouncing on your feet in excitement. “I mean, I know you’re always so busy and might not have much free time to hang out. But— If you’re ever free one weekend…”

“I’d enjoy that,” he cut in, saving you from blabbering your mouth off and accidentally embarrassing yourself. “Didn’t you say you’d steal me away from work to relax? I’m still holding you to that.”

The beginnings of a smirk formed on his face as he looked at your flustered expression. Was he teasing you?

You huffed, pretending to be insulted by his playful mocking. “Guess I’ll really have to do it then.”

“Guess so.”

“Maybe you should give me your number first so we could plan it.”

“Okay.”

He handed you his phone and you handed him yours, both of your adding your numbers to the contact list. Smiling, you held the phone in front of the two of you to take a contact picture of yourself for Shouto’s phone. To your complete surprise, he laughed before promptly following suit and taking a selfie for his contact image.

“Cute,” you said when he handed you back your phone.

“You too.”

Placing your device back in your pocket, you looked at him, hand on hip. “Since when did you become such a smooth-talker? Am I going to have to guard my heart now?”

His only response was a shrug, but you could see hints of a smile playing on his face. The two of you seemed to be smiling a lot lately, you couldn’t help but notice.

“I should probably let you go to work now—and I should go back to mine.” You gestured to the growing line at the front of the store. Your manager looked like she had things under control, but you didn’t want to take advantage of her kindness. “You should text me later though. If you want.”

“I’ll do that,” Shouto promised, picking up his drink and pastry boxes from the side counter. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N. And… I’ll message you soon.”

As you watched him leave the store, you were certain you had a silly look on your face as you stared in a trance.

“I’ll turn my phone off silent just for you!” you said to his back, hoping he understood what a momentous occasion this was. Your phone was always on silent (unless you were playing a game, of course). But for Shouto, you could handle hearing the obnoxious ringtone and text tone.

With an amused expression he nodded before waving goodbye.

Later on that day, at the end of your shift, you noticed a new message from a certain someone that made your stomach flutter.

Shouto: Hi there. It’s Shouto :)

You never knew those four simple words would be enough to keep the grin plastered on your face up until the moment your head hit your pillow to fall asleep. But, damn— Were you glad that happened to be the case.

a/n: whY WAS SHOUTO AND Y/N EXCHANGING NUMBERS SO CUTE idk that scene got me all blushy and :DDD HFJDKSF like taking a selfie with shouto and getting his number? only goal in life BFHFGF,, also y/n said no more tips how we feeling? ;o

what to expect in the next part:

an unwanted visitor ಥ_ಥ

shouto has a...proposition for y/n

FLIRTING FLUFF SO MUCH CUTENESS U MIGHT CRY

y/n struggles with their fEeLiNGs~

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realcube · 3 years

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how they use their quirk during sex

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thank you to anon for this request

characters ♡ bakugo, kirishima, kaminari, dabi & tamaki

content warning ♡ slapping, electrostimulation, fire play, masturbation, mentions of voyeur, choking, oral (giving + receiving), blood kink, mention of knife play, unconventional organism eating & vagina-having reader - minors dni

katsuki bakugo

♡ he likes to ensure that his slaps leave a mark

♡ just so everyone knows that you’re his

♡ just seeing you all marked up from his explosions and hand just gets him so hard tbh

♡ also, he loves squeezing you - it makes him feel powerful and dominant - so sometimes he just grabs a handful of your tit, squeezes it then proceeds to make you yelp by setting off a lil’ explosion in his hand

♡ he’s no villain, but he definitely wants to hear you scream in pain or pleasure - either or both works

♡ so whenever he is hitting it from behind and you feel a zing through your body after he spanks your thigh, mentally prepare yourself for trouble in regards to sitting down - for the next week or so

♡ it’s a hard thing to do though because he needs to be 100% that he won’t seriously burn you or harm you, or else he literally wouldn’t be able to look himself in the mirror for the rest of...his life

♡ so yeah, if he’s not completely confident in the fact he’ll be able to smack you without burning you, he just won’t do it

♡ also, the little crackles and pops from miniature, involuntary explosions going off as he approaches his climax not only entertain you, but they also drown out his moans

♡ not that he’s ashamed of the sounds he makes - he’s loud and proud - it’s just that the explosions help balance out the noise so it’s not just his grunts echoing throughout the room

♡ plus, they add ambience

eijiro kirishima

♡ he hardens his back to avoid getting scratches on it lol

♡ it’s not that he doesn’t like getting marked up by you or anything, it’s just a hero instinct tbh

♡ but honestly, you like the feeling of your nails digging into his back then suddenly, the skin becomes sniffer around your fingers

♡ sometimes he accidentally employs his quirk while he is choking you because he gets so into it

♡ or just as he is about to slap your thigh/ass

♡ he also has a bad habit of hardening when you are trying to give him hickeys

♡ so yeah, you’ll probably be left with bruises, hand prints and bite mark scattered across your inner thigh and torso after sex with kirishima and he leaves unscathed

♡ also, idk if this is apart of his quirk but his pointy-ass teeth definitely come in handy - especially if you have a blood/biting kink

♡ kiri is willing to go full vampire for you <3

♡ also, you don’t need knives to do knife play with kiri - he is the knife (well, his teeth are)

♡ he says sternly that he doesn’t enjoy knife/blood play but then he gets oddly aroused when drawing blood from your thigh or nibbling at your slit while he eats you out

denki kaminari

♡ i am so sorry but i can’t stop thinking about kami playfully zapping you during sex AAAA

♡ like if you are into electrostimulation- kaminari is basically your sex soulmate

♡ also if you aren’t like super into electrostim but you give consent for him to lightly zap you from time to time, he will take advantage of that

♡ like just as you’re approaching your orgasm, he’ll shock you slightly so your moans are even louder and your pleasure is escalated

♡ or sometimes during the foreplay, when he is just fondling with your breasts, he’ll give it a lil’ zap so you perk up and whine for him

♡ he just loves seeing the way your whole body juts in reactions and how your nipples erect at the shock

♡ whenever he slaps your thigh/ass, it’ll always send somewhat of a current through your body, which arouses you even more

♡ tickles your clit with electric sometimes just to add some flare

♡ he might make you beg for his touch if you’re needy enough, then simply run his charged hand over your body teasingly

♡ but if you’re into full-on electrostimulation, he’s extreme picky about the times he is able to utilise his quirk bc now he’ll have to send larger currents (instead of just lil zaps which i assume are easily to control) so ofc he needs to be in the right headspace or he could potentially harm you and obviously, that’s the last him he wants to do

♡ so yeah, he probably trains his quirk extra to ensure that he can produce exactly the right amount of electricity for you

♡ omg and he is probably into mutual masturbation/voyeur !! bc you are like his goddess so ofc he gets off to seeing you touch yourself even if he isn’t the one providing the pleasure. also it really brings out his inner perv

♡ so if you like to use toys when you masturbate, literally do not worry about any of them running out of charge/battery while you’re pleasuring yourself, kaminari has you covered bb 💅

♡ also, outside of sex he probably playfully zaps you all the time - like if he is standing behind you, he’ll tap your shoulder followed by a little electric shock. which makes you jump and turn around to see him standing, whistling and averting his gaze unsuspectingly

♡ ‘what, kami? and ouch.’

♡ his eyes widened as he inhaled sharply with an offended look on his face, ‘eh, what?! i didn’t do anything!’

♡ you blinked rapidly, ‘who else has an electricity quirk nearby?’

dabi

♡ he mostly uses his quirk during the actual act of peneration

♡ he rarely uses it during foreplay

♡ maybe just to set the mood by using his finger to light the candles on his bedside table or sumn

♡ or, if you’re into fire play, he’ll drag his glowing finger across your chest to trace your curves while leaving a pale marks behind, shooting an erotic burning sensation through your body

♡ or LORD he (lightly) burns his name into your skin !! so everyone knows you are his >:)

♡ i believe that - unlike the other boys - dabi is able to control his quirk pretty well all throughout sex, no matter what mood he is in

♡ so angry make-up sex with added fireplay isn’t completely out of the question

♡ though, he is a bit cruel so if he’s got your ass in his hands while he’s approaching his orgasm, he will purposefully burn marks into your skin

♡ however, everything comes with a price

♡ so although he can control his quirk at almost all times, he does not know how to deal with the aftermath pffft

♡ he’ll look at your bright red ass and how you are struggling to sit down and be like ‘put some aloe vera on it idfk 🤷‍♂️’

♡ anyway, just expect there to be burn marks on every part of your body that dabi touched

♡ the most painful ones are probably the ones he leave on your hips, while he holds your pretty figure in place and drills into you from behind

♡ or perhaps the ones he makes on the back of your head as he forces you take more of his cock into your mouth

♡ then again, the burns on your neck once he has finished roughly choking you like a slut while pounding into your cunt, were also problematic

♡ but the handprints he leaves on your torso as he feels around the bulge his massive cock makes in your stomach also hurt quite bad

♡ god knows, but you’re just generally in pain after sex with dabi tbh

tamaki amajiki

♡ suneater more like pussyeater amarite

♡ this might be a lil bestiality-esque bc he is like a human who develops features of an animal but like..he is still a human, after all, so he can consent

♡ but anyway, tw for anyone who doesn’t want to read anything of the sort !!

♡ ok, so, let’s get this out of the way first - tentacles 😍 KJVDKFVZDI

♡ he uses them exactly how you imagine he would; he simultaneous holds you down, massages your breast, covers your mouth, chokes you, slithers one up your cunt and one up your ass - just..everything...

♡ like if the tentacles are out, you know you are getting overstimulated that night

♡ also sometimes - if he’s feeling especially bold - he’ll slip one of his tentacles under your skirt while in public then just watch as you desperately try to stifle moans from how good he feels squirming inside you

♡ you both like it a little more than you’d like to admit tbh

♡ also, one time he ate goose just so he could manifest wings and try fuck you mid-air lmao

♡ that would’ve brought a whole new meaning to ‘flying fuck’

♡ unfortunately, it didn’t work as well as he had hoped as his wings couldn’t support both of your weight so it was more like him hovering over the bed while drilling into you from above

♡ it was definitely a new angle though, so you couldn’t complain

♡ he’ll pinch your clit and squeeze your tits with his lobster claws but that’s about it - he generally doesn’t tend to manifest those during sex

♡ one of his dirtiest secrets is that one time, he paid crazy money for a dish with elephant meat in it, in hopes that he’d get a monster cock

♡ (no, the thought never occurred to him that perhaps horse would be a better, cheaper alternative)

♡ bc he highkey has a size kink but you’ve already kinda gotten use to his size so he needed to amp it up...

♡ but no- all he got was a trunk 😭

♡ however, it wasn’t all bad bc at least he made good use of that trunk-

♡ (he shoved it so far up you, he hoped to see it come out your mouth 🥰)

♡ anyway, rapid-fire round:

♡ he once ate rabbit so he could develop bunny ears and a tail so he could be your cute lil’ bunny boy 🥺 while you peg him

♡ buffalo wings get him riled up tbh - only top energy after he has buffalo wings

♡ honestly, the beak he manifests after eating chicken lowkey destroys your cunt-

♡ the leathery skin he gets after eating crocodile makes him feel badass

♡ oh! and the sharp teeth too- like kirishima, he will go full-vampire if you want him too

♡ his quirk is so versatile, just let your imagination run wild lmao ✨

♡ plus, he is pretty whipped for you so he's basically down to try anything

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Ayo... DOM! Deku with a choking and overstim kink. Like the baku AND DekuSquad both thinks that the reader leads the relationship and is top in bed cuz the difference in personalities and PDA. But the reader just goes along with it cuz she knows that it’s the exact opposite and she wanna get fucked fucked. So in the end the next school day they see the reader limping to school and Deku smiling cheeky. Bro Deku makes me😩 May you do a request to that? It’s ok if you won’t 😊

Question of the Day: What nicknames do y'all find not cringy during a steamy moment?

Cursing, squirting

It wasn’t your fault that people viewed you as the one in charge when it came to the sexual side of you and Izuku’s relationship. You were naturally more energetic and rivaled Bakugou in the terms of attitude and prowess, meanwhile, Deku was one of softer energy. Always smiling awkwardly and blushing at every little joke and jab. Very few people have seen Deku in his prime when he is focused on a goal and will do anything to get there. This attitude graciously carried over to his love life, something you were faithfully reminded of on one faithful day.

As usual, You, and the usual majority of class 1-A sat around each other during lunch. Deku being the nerd he was, sat leaning against you while writing something in his notebook, dusting it every so often when the wind blew flowers off the tree above you. An ethical argument between Mineta and Denki is what started the whole ordeal.

“What do you mean, Mineta?! Deku is totally the submissive one in his and Y/n’s relationship, no doubt about it!” Mineta shook his head adamantly. “I’m telling you, dude, it’s the super nice ones you have to worry about.” Denki gasped, offended, “I can’t believe you are saying this right now, have you no shame!”

Jirou rolled her eyes as she had no choice but to listen to the boy’s stupid conversation. “You do know Y/n is sitting right here right?” Based on the wide look on both of their eyes, they did not in fact realize that. Quickly looking at each other with narrowed features they dig in their pockets in order to retrieve their wallets. “20 bucks that say Y/n is topping Deku.” Mineta scoffed, “40 says you’re wrong.” they both shake on it before scooting closer to you. “So Y/n, which one of us is right.”

Looking between the two boys you open your mouth to answer the truth until you feel Deku shift his weight. He was looking at you, everyone was looking at you, all eager to hear who was right. A hand placed subtly on your back makes your smile widen, for a different reason than everyone else would guess. “Well, I can’t exactly say Denki is wrong, but I can’t say that he’s right.”

The blond whines in annoyance, “Oh come on what does that even mean!?!” While his attention is distracted, Mineta snatches the money from his hands, “That means you’re wrong now pay up.” Denki snaps out of his stupor in order to chase after his smaller classmate, “No the hell it doesn’t!” Now, with everyone’s attention being distracted to the slapstick comedy the two ensue, you realize that the hand you previously felt is gone. Deku is back to scribbling away in his notebook, giving you a false sense of relief.

“Man, Snipe is so aggressive when it comes to history!” Kirishima slouches in his chair knocking Bakugou’s hand as he eats out of a Yogurt cup. “Watch it shitty hair!” is the usual response, as the class congregates together. Asui calls you over to show you something but Deku steps in front of you before you fully stand. “Y/n since we have free time right now, I was hoping you could come and help me with something real quick.” He scratched the back of his head and looked over your head.

On the outside, it was just Deku being shy Deku, nothing suspicious about the ever-present blush he always sported was in full bloom. But from your point of view, it was obvious there was a different intent behind those eyes. “We’ll be back guys.” Deku mutters a hand settled comfortably on your waist as you walk out the door. From the corner of your eye, you could see Jirou watching the two of you leave with an eyebrow raised.

Deku guided you down the school halls, thumb rubbing shapes into your side. He said nothing as you walked, only waving and making small conversation with any familiar face you two passed by. After a long time, you two reach an unfamiliar classroom that Deku curiously peeks inside of. “So what are we doing?” “You’ll see.” Deku ushers the two of you inside before closing and locking the door shut. The mood seems to shift almost immediately.

Deku has a lazy smile on his face as he tugs on his school tie, “So what was that conversation you and Kaminari were having earlier?” Your arms tingle with goosebumps, “I don’t know what you’re referring to.” While Izuku talked, his uniform coat is placed neatly on a nearby desk table, the sleeve of his collared shirt was rolled up and out of the way. “Yeah, I figured you would say that, that’s why I wrote it down to help refresh your memory.”

Deku sits down on a desk, motioning you over to him with a twitch of his fingers. A small notebook you hadn’t noticed till now was pulled from his back pocket before being flipped through. When you stood in front of him, his hand resumed its place on your waist so he could pull you much closer. “According to my notes, Kaminari and Mineta were debating on who was in charge of our relationship.” The more he spoke, the more aware you became of his fingers tapping randomly on your back, each touch tickled your spine, “And in response, you encouraged Kaminari’s theory that you were the one in charge.” Deku snapped the notebook closed with one hand before placing it on the other side of your waist forcing you to face him. “Is that right?”

You are silent when Deku’s scarred hands undo your shirt buttons from the bottom up. “I just thought it was interesting that your answer was different from what my memory recalls.” Izuku sucks in a breath when he sees your black lace bra. The fabric covering your chest conveniently hid the faded hickeys he knew he left 3 weeks ago. “Take this off for me?” The soft tone took you off guard making you pause confused as Deku gently tugged off your shirt and tie. He stands up folding your clothes as you fiddle with your bra straps. “I’m done?” You turn around to hand him your bra but squeak out in surprise when his hand grips your neck.

He keeps his hand there as he backs you up, forcing you to sit on the desk he was previously on. “I’m curious….” Deku trails off in his speech, using the time to kiss you deeply, hand never leaving your neck. “Since you are always the one in charge, I figure that maybe I should finally put in the work and make you feel good?” Deku pulls the chair from underneath the desk and sits down, legs spread. “Well, what are you waiting for, come here?” Your stomach flips as you slide off the table, the stale cool air of the classroom makes your skin prickle with goosebumps as Deku faces you the opposite way in order for you to sit comfortably in his lap.

“Deku what if we get caught?” You nervously glance at the classroom door, the lack of a peeking window putting you somewhat at ease. You were the only one exposed and if someone were to come through that door, they would see your half-naked body in all its glory. A hovering hand grabs the ends of your faux locs to pull your head back so he could whisper in your ear. “I’m sure they’ll understand that I’m just trying to pay you back for all my laziness.”

You bite your lips coyly. He was annoyed, you could definitely hear it now from his sarcastic remarks. But that didn’t make you regret your earlier choice, not one bit, and Deku knew that. The real excitement came from seeing how long it would last.

The gentleness returned when he grabbed your chest, massaging and pulling at them for his own enjoyment before releasing them in order to slide down your stomach. As expected he pinches the skin hard between his fingers and then releases before you even have enough time to complain.

“Just relax okay?” Deku places each of your thighs atop of his, successfully spreading your legs apart. You suppressed laughter whenever his fingers grazed your skin just lightly enough that it tickled, there was no need to give him a reason to be more upset. “Wearing briefs again today?”

Your pussy is palmed without restriction as deft fingers rub at the soft cotton protecting it. “Now how am I supposed to get to you now huh?” You knew the unspoken answer, and Deku knew you hated it as he clenched his fingers into the fabric until it ripped, “Oops.” You shook your head pouting at the unfair treatment, “Why do you always have to do that, now I have to be extra careful of my skirt!”

Strike one was raising your voice.

The touch was quick but still ever so stinging. Deku slapped your pussy in response before using his other hand to hold your neck, firmly tipping it up to the ceiling. “If you would have stopped wearing underwear entirely we wouldn’t be having this conversation, you know I like easy access.” The lack of visible reaction meant nothing since you could almost feel the blood rushed to your face. Deku kisses your neck determined to add marks that you could never hide. Your dark skin peppered with purple bruises while Izuku simultaneously rolled your skirt up to your waist.

You were already wet, the small nibbles here and there were enough for your clit to twitch excitedly as Izuku’s fingers danced around it. “Please touch me!” A warm chuckle vibrated from his chest at your desperate plea, “Calm down and relax Princess. I’ll get you where you need to be.” Deku continues to ignore your clit. His fingers, ever precise, slide between your folds in order to collect your arousal. The feeling adds some pleasure but only enough to make you more desperate. “Look at you.”

Deku observed your hips buck every whenever he got close to your clit. The small nerve swelling with blood and begging to be touched, and who would he be to deny that. It was heaven on earth when he finally put pressure on it. “Mhm!” His fingers combined with your wetness as extra lubrication provided the most pleasurable feeling. You wanted to clamp your legs shut and trap him there, but his much thicker thighs kept you wide open and on display.

Deku was never one to do anything half-assed, so while his fingers flicked and pulled at your clit, his other hand got to work. However, your twitching made you clench down whenever his finger barely pushed inside, “You gotta calm down baby, how else am I going to make you cum?” Soft soothing words made you just enough for him to push his index finger inside. Your cunt was tight, warm, and irresistible. The steady pump of his fingers has you closing your eyes as you relax against him like jelly.

Deku knew your pussy like the back of his hand at this point, every ripple, nook, and cranny he knew how to touch in order to make your toes curl. He adds another finger to the mixture, then another, and a fourth one until you are gushing around his digits and onto the floor. You were a slutty mess and no intelligible words could leave your mouth but “please” and “thank you”.

And while exhibitionism was one thing he had no problem with, Deku respected the fact that you would probably not be too keen to it. “You’re being too loud puppy.” Deku retracts his hand in favor of shoving his fingers in your mouth. You could taste yourself as he pushed them in further, rubbing it along your tongue as drool rolled down his forearm.

The sound of his finger fucking your pussy was wet and sticky, It took a large effort on his part to hold you against him every time your back arched away. “I’m cumming!” Your stomach contorted beautifully against his estranged wrist. “There you go.” Izuku kissed on the shell of your ear as you adjusted past your orgasms. “Are you done?”

You turn your head to kiss him, “Yeah..” He nodded, patting your cheek, “That’s good.” Izuku helps you stand up, helping you when you wobbled ever so slightly. You look at him unsure of the constant smile adorning his face, “Now what?” Izuku slouched a little bit more, “Now you get on your knees of course!”

You only have a moment to ponder what he said before a hand on your shoulder is forcing you down to your knees. It was quick enough for you not to feel the pain of your knees slamming down, but not quick enough to see the smirk crossing your initially sweet lover.

He was already hard as a rock when you pulled him out, cockhead with a steady stream of pre coming out the tip. You admired it with a small kitten lick around the edge, pleased when it bobs from your ministrations. “You are taking too long now put it in your fucking mouth.” Your head is pressed down less than gracefully and you are forced to open your mouth less his dick be smeared against your face.

Your mouth spreads as best it could while Deku sheathed all the way down to the base. He pulls out once again as if testing the waters before letting you up for a quick breath. “For someone in charge, you aren’t very good at this.” Deku uses a patronizing finger to wipe stray saliva off your chin before gripping your chin. “Maybe this will help you learn.” Using one hand Deku uses his cock to tap your mouth expectantly. Your mouth opens on reflex and his cock is pushed back in. Deku sighs with satisfaction, “Fuck, your mouth has always been good for this.” The tempo isn’t as bruising as it was in the beginning but it was still harsh.

Tears collected in your eyes ruining the mascara Momo had put on your eyes. Your throat burned from the constant friction and lack of air. “You hear that? This was what you should have said when they had asked you who was in charge.” Deku looked at you, his curly green hair covering his eyes as shook from his arm movement. “Look at those pretty lips.” Deku flinched after you swiped your tongue on the underside of his cock.

His voice sped up in the momentum and pitched in tone, “Y-You tryna make me cum fast huh!?” You bobbed your head faster despite the tight grip on your scalp trying to pull you away, “F-Fuck Y/n stop it!” Izuku’s voice caved and his hips jerked against your chin as he emptied his balls. You wipe your face with a large grin, brown eyes daring green ones. Izuku laughed, “You wanted this huh?” You don’t respond, skin tingling in the thought of what would come next. Deku stared at you, hands gripping his knees as his dick continued to spurt cum. “Fine.”

Deku stands up before dropping to his knees in front of you. Your calves are grabbed and raised until they are placed on his left shoulder. He slides inside of you with little to no resistance and you both groan at the intrusion. “I try to be nice to you.” Your neck is grabbed again with much familiarity, “But you always test my patience.” Deku leans over you to make sure you are listening. His eyes were a light green as sunlight cast itself inside of the classroom. The sound of your hips meeting is sloppy but neither of you are bothered by it.

You moaned as his abdomen rubbed against your clit the faster he went. “Deku!” Your voice is ragged and you’re practically wheezing at this point from the tight grip he has on every inch of your body. “Shut up.” He releases your neck and spreads your legs apart resting each on its respective shoulder. With entranced eyes Izuku watches you suck him in, sneering at how unintentionally greedy you were. The sound of spit startles you as it hits Deku’s cock before being pushed inside you.

You spasm at a particularly hard thrust, you didn’t know what it hit but your spine lit to flames each time it was grazed. “D-Deku!” You reach a hand out near any piece of skin you could reach, switching from his hands to his stomach. It was too much, the feeling of pleasure made it damn near impossible to think. Deku didn’t want you to think. Every time you seemed to think, you always caused him trouble. “I told you to be quiet.” Your mouth is covered almost completely by his hand only giving you the grace of air between his index and middle finger. You cum and you cum hard, so hard that Deku slips out and almost slips into your opposite hole.

Your leg is dragged back and Deku enters you again, this time only focused on himself. You feel him piston in and out of your cunt grunting obscenities as he closed his eyes with bliss. “Come on, I want one more like that. I need you to break for me.” In the distance, you hear the hour bell ring and the sound of students leaving their classroom. You have no energy to warn Deku, not that it would have mattered. Based on the pleasured look on his face and the heightened sound of his whines, the idea of getting caught only made him feel better. “I’m gonna, o-h fuck I’m gonna fucking cum.”

You let out a scream when a thumb finds your clit and your weak hands could do nothing to keep him from forcing another orgasm from you. “Don’t fucking run from it, cum for me puppy, oh god!” He covers your mouth to stifle your noises and that’s when the sensation begins.

The sensation is strange, it starts in your lungs like air before trickling down to your loins. The feeling of holding it back is painful but you still do it for only a moment of sanity. When it releases, it gushes like a waterfall, and for a moment you wonder if you had peed. When Deku feels it, he too is unable to hold back and finally cums inside of you with a reserved grunt when he realizes the danger of discovery.

Wasting no time and feeling no fatigue, Deku moves fast to find his own pants and shirt taking barely any time to pull your skirt down before giving you 4 minutes tops to learn how to breathe again. “Stand up.” You huff as you prop yourself up on your elbow, “You could at least help a girl out after fucking me an inch of my life.” Deku shrugs, “Logically speaking you did this to yourself.” “Logically speaking I should shove my foot up your ass.”

On the way back to class, Deku took pleasure in watching you walk bowlegged. You of course didn’t share the sediment as you did your best to hold in any cum Deku graciously left behind. He opens the door for you and you walk in doing your best to walk right but the limp was clear and true. Bakugou looked bored, the rest had blushes on their faces as you struggled to sit down properly. Denki, of course, was heartbroken as he handed Mineta back his part of the bet. “I told you, dude, it’s always the silent ones.”

From the back of the class, Asui and Jirou shoot each other an impressed look as they eyes the dark lovebites traveling below your shirt collar.

#deku smut #deku x black reader #mha x black reader #mha smut #bnha x poc!reader #bnha smut

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espressokiri · 3 years

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Heyy, I’m Muslim and I’m also a huge simp for Todoroki, Bakugo, Iida, and Kaminari. Soooo can I have them with a Muslim (possibly hijabi) s/o?

Todoroki Shoto, Bakugou Katsuki, Iida Tenya, and Kaminari Denki x Hijabi!reader

In which reader is a hijabi Muslim.

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff (literally half these ideas came from late night talks with my bestie @that-weirdo-in-the-corner)

Note: My first headcanon <3 I hope you like it!

Todoroki Shoto

We’re all aware of this mans lack of physical affection and aloof nature, along with his social awkwardness. That’s a recipe for odd encounters and hilarious misunderstandings.

This man gained interest in you when he noticed you were elegant even while in training/battles, along with your sweet nature and fashionable modest wear.

He researched about your religion and had found out that only women who are married are allowed to go out alone with their partners.

Poor boy didn’t read/research enough.

He decides to get to know you from a distance, respecting your boundaries and it wasn’t that hard to avoid physical contact as he himself was not one to initiate it.

When you did get closer and formed an emotional bond, you’ll be met with the weirdest encounter;

“Shoto, what are you doing?” You blinked, not understanding what the half-and-half male was doing bent on one knee with a ring box outside your family home.

“I read that we can only go out on dates together if you’re married.”

You want to smack your head on the wall but you were flattered at the same time.

Had to tell him that you were allowed on dates if you were chaperoned by a family member or friends.

Had Fuyumi chaperone you two, she was very delighted but had kept watch from a distance.

Shoto has the best time learning about your religion, curiously asking questions and gains a deeper understanding of how things were in your perspective.

He keeps a respectful distance even during dates, making sure he wasn’t crossing boundaries.

Would scour the whole of Japan to find halal food.

Tells you that he called Endeavour shaytaan and you choke on the water you were sipping on, laughing out loud.

Fasts with you one day and is betrayed at how full he felt after one bite.

Hands you Endeavour’s exclusive credit card for Eid.

Todoroki is just very genuine and he tries his best to keep you comfortable around him, also carries hijab pins in his backpack just in case you need some.

Bakugou Katsuki

Oh God.

Listen, he’s very respectful in his own way but it took him time to work through it with his competitive nature.

Man has done his research thoroughly and he is ready to commit.

“I can cook us a vegetarian meal that won’t be boring to the tastebuds like the crap they sell out there.”

That’s his way of asking you out, making sure his parents would be home too because he knows two people of different genders should not be left alone.

Makes the best damn vegetarian dish. Vegetarian because he has yet to figure out what halal is.

Tries to learn some words, does excellent but his way of speaking is even more aggressive than an Emirati accent. He has your Arab friends shaking in their shoes.

It’s Ramadan? Prepare for three am calls that consist of him yelling at you to get up. Yes, he breaks his sleep pattern to wake you up to eat. Yes, he makes you video call him so he makes sure you eat well and hydrate. Yes, he ends up fasting with you so you don’t feel alone. Will he tell you that? No.

Sometimes he makes Iftar for you and brings it in a bento, giving it to you after school so you can have a good meal.

Watches you with wide eyes and mouth open in shock when he sees you eating when you’re supposed to be fasting;

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO EAT YET!”

“I- I’m on my period?”

“SO?”

“We’re not allowed to fast while we’re on our period.”

He stays quiet the rest of the day.

Admires different styles of hijab you do.

Eid? He’s the best dressed alongside you.

Bakugou would be a good partner, respectable, and tries his best to understand and make you feel comfortable in his own way.

Iida Tenya

This boy knows everything already.

Has done research the second he realized there was a Muslim classmate, and as a good fellow class president it was his duty to make sure everyone was comfortable.

Has extra scarves with a small tin full of pins for you kept under his desk in case of emergencies or if they get damaged in training (which wouldn’t happen as Hatsume had created one that would resist damage.) It was a nice thought.

He does slowly wants to get to know you more as your sweet nature made him feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Keeps a respectful distance at all time.

“Asalam Alaikum, Y/n! It has come to my attention that Ramadan is nearing soon so I have made a list of dietary necessities you may need to intake in order to help your quirk during the holy month.”

“Iida, that’s so sweet of you! You didn’t have to! Also, how did you pronounce that so well?”

“As you class president and friend, I am honoured to do such! To answer your question, I had listened to someone say it on repeat before I practiced.”

This man has every word on repeat just to soak it in his brain.

Averts his eyes even if he sees your ankle, angry at himself for accidentally glancing.

Sir, I promise it’s not a sin to look at an ankle accidentally.

Sees your Hijab bunching up and start showing bits of your neck and shoulder? Grabs the end of the scarf and pulls it down to cover again, avoiding touching your skin.

Checks the ingredients list of the snacks you’re buying for gelatine or alcohol, making sure it’s halal/vegetarian/vegan friendly.

Upset you can’t find halal gummies? This man goes online and orders a bag of certified halal sweets for you to enjoy because you deserve simple joys like this.

Makes sure you pray on time, has the MuslimPro app on his phone to keep track.

He also scrolls through the app to learn more.

Iida is a perfect gentleman and he’s also making sure that you stay spiritually on track and don’t get distracted <3

Kaminari Denki

This man is a physically affectionate person.

He will make the mistake of bounding over to you and slinging an arm around your shoulder or pull you into a hug.

But he will learn and try to control the affectionate urges, limiting himself to hand holding if you allow it.

He thinks you look wonderful with the different coloured hijabs.

Tries making you wear a yellow and black one to match his hair.

Forgets that you can’t eat everything and anything, especially casual things like gummies.

Will apologize profusely when he realizes after you tell him it has gelatine.

Tries to stave off of gelatine infused products.

“Not even water???”

“Denki, I swear to God I’m going to smack you.”

Yes he’s that guy.

Tries fasting with you, just sleeps through the whole day till it was time to eat.

When he see’s you dozing off in class because of staying up all night either because of suhoor or special night prayers during the last ten days, he’ll zap you to keep you paying attention.

He is honestly your hype man when it comes to modest fashion, especially during Eid. This boy will dramatically kneel on the floor and look at you like you’re the light of his life.

Get’s excited when you hand him Eid money because you love him and he has cute child-like tendencies.

Tries greeting your family members, comes out as gibberish.

“Asalamasjdaskjdhashjs”

“Not quite there yet, Denki. A-plus for effort.”

He’s a fun guy who tries to better himself around you, making sure he’s aware of his actions and makes an effort to not mess up around you because he’s never felt so in love with a person as he has with you.

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fantasydaydreamers · 3 years

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"The Walkdown Challenge"

Summary: Based on the TikTok fantasy that your favorite character hits every beat in this song👀💦: Walkdown - FNF Chop

Words: 1,675

Warnings: Lemon

Author's Note: I need to go touch some grass but I don't wanna.

It was a normal weekend in the 1A dorms and everyone was spending their time in the lounge area, either on their phone or watching TV. You, however, were seated on the couch next to your boyfriend scrolling through TikTok videos aimlessly, watching whatever came on your 'for you page.'

The next video that popped up was a group of guys dancing to an upbeat song that had you subconsciously bopping your head along. Not bad...Sero is a better dancer though. Swiping to the next video, you see a girl with her hand over her mouth, eyes wide in shock with the same song playing in the background. Quirking an eyebrow, you read along to the words flashing across the screen.

'Imagine your bf hitting every beat while you two-ADGJSDLKJD'

The closed caption had you raising both of your eyebrows as you turned the volume up on your phone to the max.

"Oh you kiss that bitch on the lips

clip so long bitch it hang out the glick

big chop walk down don't hang out the whip

got money on my mind, don't think 'bout a bitch

drum drum go dumb when I slide with the stick"

"(Y/n)! You saw that video too?!" Mina calls from across the room where she was currently on her phone as well. You shoot her a warning look before glancing to your boyfriend next to you who was still absorbed in his own phone. Seeing him still absorbed in his own world, you turn back to Mina relieved. She snickers and you stick your tongue out at her before turning your attention back to your phone and add the song to your playlist.

Mina grins mischievously, still looking at you cuddled up next to your boyfriend, and finds the same TikTok, sending it to your man without your knowledge.

Mina: don't watch this video now, but trust me, (Y/n) was looking at iiiitttt~😏if you know what i meann👀

~*~*~*~*

It wasn't until later that night, you were with your man in your dorm and things were starting to get hot and heavy. It seemed different than normal and you couldn't figure out why. His gaze was intense and dark as he loomed above you, giving you deep strokes which already had your eyes rolling back in your head. A laugh escapes his breathless lips as he leans over you and reaches for his phone.

"What are you doing?" You ask weakly, thinking he's about to take a picture of you. He stilled his movements, gripping your thigh as he took deep breaths feeling you clench around his cock, craving the friction.

"Trying something."

That was the only answer he gave you before the speaker in your room connected. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as silence filled the room as your breathing started to even out. Just then, a familiar beat came blasting through your speakers and you looked up at him with wide eyes seeing a dangerous smirk on his lips.

Bakugou

The first few lines started and Bakugou remained still listening to the beat, his head tilting to the side in concentration as he threw his phone off to the side. The smirk was prominent on his lips as he brought his focus back to you. The hand gripping your thigh trails down to behind your knee before your leg was roughly put on his shoulder.

Letting out a squeal at the stretch, Bakugou leaned further down, the feeling of him reaching deeper inside making your toes curl. "(Y/n)," he chuckles darkly, "I'm going to fucking wreck you." His hips snap against yours sharply, making your hands scramble for support. His chuckle turned into a laugh as he picked up the pace of his thrusts, matching the song perfectly. You could feel the wind being knocked out of your chest, as Bakugou's cock filled you up with deep and powerful thrusts.

"Dirty...fucking...slut." Bakugou growls, his hand flexing on your raised leg before moving to your throat. The shift in his weight caused your body to stretch out even more, the burn in your hamstrings quickly forgotten by your oxygen supply being cut off.

The pleasure was overwhelming and the idea of Bakugou using you as he pleases pushed you closer to the edge, his cock kissing your cervix as he leaned down. "Open your mouth."

Already letting out broken groans, you widen your mouth more and stick out your tongue drunkenly. The hand on your throat angles your head up and Bakugou spits in your mouth. "Swallow and cum for me like the good little slut you are, (Y/n)."

You weren't even sure how far you got into the song, all you know is that he sped up for the last few thrusts causing a scream to escape your mouth, that only broke off at the end as Bakugou rode you through your orgasm, making you blackout.

Todoroki

Todoroki gently placed his phone back down, staring at you like you were his prey. His piercing gaze had you shuddering as his hands landed behind your knees, pulling them up to your chest in a mating press. The angle had his cock hitting deeper, that sweet spot inside of you making you cry out.

"It's right there, isn't it?" Todoroki whispers, his cool breath fanning gently across your face from the proximity. He rolls his hips experimentally, watching you squirm underneath him as you gasp and let out choked moans. Tears start to form in your eyes because everything felt like it was too much. Todoroki was pressing into you everywhere and his cock brushed against that special spot every time he rolled his hips.

"Are you ready, baby?" Todoroki sighed as he stopped the roll of his hips as you whimpered out futility. He was motionless for a second and the feeling of his hips pulling back didn't prepare you for the force of him coming back in. Your breath was forced from your chest as Todoroki railed into your dripping cunt with steady movements. You couldn't look away from him, his own moans filling the space between you two.

Your legs kicked uselessly in the air every time he thrusted in, your body no longer functioning as Todoroki held you down. "You look so beautiful, (Y/n). Cum for me, baby."

The deepest groan left his mouth, your vision going white as the last thing you remember feeling was Todoroki's cum filling you so deep that you shuddered violently before passing out.

Kaminari

Kaminari laughed, tossing his phone over his shoulder. "Get on your hands and knees." The way that sentence left Kaminari's mouth had you shivering and listening, your limbs already shakey from your pleasure. His cock slipped out, as he allowed you to position yourself for him, presenting your drooling lips, puffy with arousal.

Kaminari hums and you feel his cock slide back in with no warning, already setting the pace to the song. You screamed from the abrupt feeling, your walls spasming around him violently. "Yes~ (Y/n), you tightened up real nice for me~ you like it hard and rough? You like this cock so deep inside you lose your mind?"

Just then, Kamianri pulled you up by your shoulders, your back against his chest, arching slightly at the new angle. Your head fell back as one of his hands trails back down to your hips, moving you with him in time to the beat.

"I'm going to get you so addicted to my cock, that your pussy will only be satisfied by me." Filth dripped from Kamianri's mouth and into your ear as the other hand held you back against his chest by your neck. You couldn't do anything besides stare at the ceiling as he relentlessly thrusted into you, wet slapping noises filling the room as broken cries fell from your mouth and moans fell from Kaminari's.

"I'll make you cum extra hard for me because I know my baby loves my quirk so much~ why don't I play with your cute little clit?" The hand on your hip moves down and the first gentle shock had you over the edge instantly, Kaminari still keeping the pace of the song as you rode out your pleasure, your vision going dark.

Bonus:

Hawks

"Heh~ baby bird you're trembling already? The song just started." Keigo grinned from behind you, his gaze locked onto yours in the mirror. You were currently on all fours, forced to look at yourself getting railed and pulled apart. What you thought would just lead to a normal love-making session quickly turned into more when Keigo opened up his phone and showed you a video on TikTok.

"I bet I can make you cum to this song," he declared, mischievousness glinting in his eyes. You shot him the most ridiculous look, weirded out that he seemed so determined. What made you more turned off was the fact that he just showed you a TikTok video. Like...what?

Keigo watched the appalled emotions flash across your face and almost smirked, but waited patiently for you to answer. Rolling your eyes, you cross your arms over your chest, not believing a word coming from his mouth. "Okay. Bet."

That's what led you to your current situation, after what seemed like countless foreplay, your body was trembling as Keigo gripped the back of your neck with one hand and your hip with the other, thrusting into your body at the speed of the song blasting throughout the speakers in his house.

The rhythmic thrusts hit your g-spot every time, Keigo's angle precise as he panted and chuckled at your reflection. "Clenching down so soon? You gonna cum for me baby bird? I know you like this fat cock hitting you nice and deep...yeahh~ look at you drooling and crying for me. Say my name, baby bird. Say it."

With a few last thrusts in quick secession, you scream out Keigo's name as you cum, his upper body draping over your back to growl in your ear.

"The song isn't over yet, (Y/n)."

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redheadedpineapple · 3 years

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BNHA bois responding to getting gifts outta nowhere

Day 13: Gift/Present Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki, Shotou Todoroki GN!Reader

────── 〔Kirishima Eijirou〕──────

this precious boy literally expects you to exist and that’s enough for him

but nahnahnah, you go ahead and be THAT awesome and THAT kind

and THEN you buy him gifts? all for the sake of you seeing it and thinking of him?

his heart goes doki doki

will freak out and get all red in the face and thank you so many times

100% ends in lots of cuddles and "i love you"s and "what'd i do to deserve you"s

followed by immediately wanting to reciprocate

he’s not the most artsy guy, but when he had the idea, he couldn’t let it go

when you said you got him the gift just cause you thought he'd like it when you saw it at the store, he thought of what you liked

He needed a lot of help from Mina and Momo, and while Momo offered to simply, uh, pop the gift out of her skin, Kirishima knew it wouldn’t be the same. So, with the minor help of material gathering from Momo and the craftiness of Mina, he was finally done with the gift.

The stitchwork was a bit messy, but he was really proud of the creation. He still thought it was pretty cute, and he could only hope you felt the same.

He couldn’t wait to see your reaction, and barely contained all his excitement into a bright, confident grin as he offered you the gift box.

“You didn’t have to give me anything back!” you exclaimed, looking down at the box.

That only prompted his grin to widen. “I wanted to though! Open it, open it.”

“Okay, okay.” Carefully peeling away the ribbon and wrapping paper, your excitement only grew as you tried to keep the mess to a minimum despite your bubbling anticipation. The little teddy bear in a red hoodie made your heart melt, and as you picked it up out of the box and hugged it, it smelled just like Eijirou.

He stared at you, expectantly and a tad embarrassed how much you were hugging it and smiling.

“I made it myself! I know you really liked the red hoodie I wear, but since it had a bunch of tears and holes and burns in it, I thought I could put it to better use… Plus I can always get more hoodies.”

“I love it so, so much! It’s so cute, I--- Awh, baby…” You pushed yourself into his arms and hugged him tight. “You’re so sweet… I love you so much.”

He couldn’t contain how happy he was that you liked his gift, giggling and hugging you and resting his cheek on the top of your head. “I love you too!”

────── 〔Bakugou Katsuki〕──────

okok look,,, he struggles accepting and portraying love

but gifts? he can do gifts

at first, when you present it to him, he’s internally trying to figure out if he’s missed an important date

“aah? for me?”

“no, the other bakugou katsuki right behind you.”

and he’ll roll his eyes because oh shush, but he opens it and tries to hide a wide smile

“i got it just cause i thought of you when i saw it!”

“you’re such a dork”

will ruffle your hair, pretending like he’s not touched

you’ll poke his cheek and insist he loves you

and he’ll kiss your forehead and you’ll both move on with your days

he cherishes the gift, though, and will keep it in a special place at all times.

if it’s jewelry, he says fuck it and wears it every day.

if it’s a stuffed animal, you bet your ass he sleeps with it.

a keychain? added to his keys.

a random trinket? it’s now on his nightstand or in his car, where he sees it often.

and it’s his turn to show his love to you.

Bakugou understands the value of handmade stuff, but hell if he’s gonna figure out how to be all craftsy and do that shit. Nah, he’ll pick up extra hours to get the cash he needs to buy you something lavish.

He really isn’t good with showing how he loves you, he can be pretty stubborn and sometimes doesn’t really get how to cuddle you or randomly show you he’s there and loves you through little touches, but he comprehends stuff like this really well. It’s straightforward.

He puts a lot of thought into what he wants to get you, spending hours just browsing online shops. If anyone saw him, he probably looked like he was playing some video game, a focused, unintentional pout tracing his lips. But finally, after lots of research, he finally knows what he’s going to get you.

Honestly, you really don’t expect much in return from Bakugou; not because he’s an asshole or anything (although yes, he is at times), but more because he doesn’t exactly get reciprocating in gifts or anything. Some random classmate he hardly knows gets him a present? Hell if he’s buying shit back for them. Someone buys him lunch? Cool, he gets free lunch.

So when he presents you with a gift box weeks later, you’re pleasantly surprised, and a little lost for words.

“Well? Go on, open it.”

You don’t keep him waiting, tearing through the pretty poorly taped on wrapping paper. (He tried his best, it probably took him all he had not to explode the entire damn box out of annoyance to the sticky tape and crinkly wrapping paper that just didn’t do what he wanted it to.)

Opening the box, you couldn’t contain a gasp, even if you wanted to. Smiling, you unfolded the clothes and inspected the shoes. It was a couple outfits that matched the aesthetic you’d been on about loving, talking about how you never thought you could pull it off. Katsuki always told you that you could easily, and that you shouldn’t worry, but you always waved it off.

As you got to the bottom of the box, you found a smaller box, the type that snaps open with a dull and velvety ‘click.’ It did just as you expected when you opened it, and inside held a pair of promise rings, matching the aesthetic of the clothes.

“Oh, Katsu… I love it so much!” You gawked at everything he got you, pulling out one of the rings and trying it on. Perfect fit.

He chuckled. He already knew that---he knew you’d love it the moment he added it to his cart. He plucked the other ring and fit it on his ring finger.

“Sometimes, you do too much… You’re too good to me,” you shyly insist, smiling nonetheless.

He initiates a hug---something he rarely does---pulling your form into his. “Nah, baby. That’s what I should be saying to you,” he murmurs into your hair, threading his fingers through the strands. “I l-la-lu-ah fuck. I love you, ya dorkface.”

“Pfft…” You laugh at his words, as if he’s not the true dork between you two. “I love you too, more than anything.”

────── 〔Shoto Todoroki〕──────

this boy is so confused

you,,, got a gift??? for him?? just because you thought he might like it?

he hugs you because for one, he really does like it, and two, the fact that you’re thinking of him and will spend your hard earned money for him means a lot

he doesn’t try and stop the soft smile that takes over for the rest of the day

every time he sees the gift you got him, he smiles

it reminds him of you

he’s kinda like bakugou in that he doesn’t know how to do the cuddle-touchy-sweetheart part of a relationship that well and is better with gifts

but he doesn’t want to just use dear old dad’s money, it doesn’t feel right. it’s not as sentimental.

he thinks about getting you a bunch of things and giving you them periodically

but he doesn’t want to make you think you have to return the favour and run yourself dry

and he most certainly doesn’t want the relationship to turn materialistic

While it takes him a while to figure out what to get you, once he settles on the idea, he’s very happy with it. He picks up a couple one-time jobs for some cash. He considered babysitting before he realised he has no clue how to take care of another human being, let alone a tiny one with the brain capacity of Kaminari. So he goes around doing favours for local businesses and households, cleaning or organising or restocking ice for a local ice cream parlor.

When he’s certain he has more than enough money, he buys a few things for you. He carefully placed the items in a cute tote bag and headed off to your house for the movie date you’d planned.

At first, you thought he just brought snacks in his sister’s bag or something, but when he pushed the bag into your arms, looking away slightly with a pinkish tint to his cheeks, you realised what was up.

“Awh, Shoto! How sweet…” You peered into the bag and fell short of breath.

“Uhm… I know how passionate you are about your hobby, so I just wanted to get you some better materials and tools, and I thought maybe you could teach me a little so we could do it together…”

Your eyes lit up at the thought, and you jumped onto Shoto to give him a bear hug. “Yes! That sounds amazing, I’d love to! Thank you so much Sho, it means a lot.”

He plants a kiss on your neck and wraps his arms around you. “Of course, anything to see that pretty smile of yours.”

#mha #bnha #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha fluff #todoroki x reader #mha fluff #bakugou x reader #kirishima x reader #kirishima fluff #bakugou fluff #todoroki fluff #bnha x y/n

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txdoroki · 3 years

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Hello ^^~

May I request Todoroki, Bakugo, Midoriya and Denki's reaction to the readers confession? In which they also have a crush on the reader? 💜

hi! yes ofc,, sorry it took so long for me to get back to you! been busy >,<

since it’s so long it’ll be under the cut :^

include todoroki, bakugou, midoriya, denki, kirishima :P

might do a pt 3, lmk what characters yall wanna see ^-^

part 2 has been done

words: 1696

not edited btw i wrote this at 4am lmk if something doesnt make sense and i’ll fix it ahhhhhhhhhh

todoroki would be like 0-0 the entire time.

“hey todoroki, wanna go out on a date with me? we could go to the movies or wherever, it’s your choice,” you smiled up at him while he walked beside you, carrying both of your bags of schoolwork and books while he stared off at the road in front of you both.

he had always made an effort to do small, caring things for you. he’d hold the door, carry your books, or walk you home after school among many other things. you didn’t think much of it, you’d both been friends for a while, so you figured he was just being kind. no, no that wasn’t it.. he was just bad at showing he wanted to be more than just kind. more than just your friend from a while ago.

he was taken aback by your question, and internally cursed at himself for not asking you weeks ago.

“um, todoroki?” you softly shook his arm when he seemed to have zoned out on the ground, but your bright smile didn’t fade. he adored that from you, he loved how eager you were to spend time with him. to talk with him. to try and learn about him. to do anything at all with him. you were so sweet and understanding, always.

“oh, yeah sure,” he nodded at you, glancing down at you from sheer nervousness that you’d be laughing at him. that it’d be a prank.

when you picked up on how on the edge he seemed to be, you leaned into him a bit, a goofy attempt at ensuring you wanted to go and it wasn’t a forced thing.

“you know, i’ve liked you for a while,” you grinned at him, winking when you saw his eyes quickly flash between content and joy.

“me too,”

bakugou would be like ??!??!?!?!?!?!!???!?!!? who???? me??!?!?!?!?!!?? how??!?!?!?!?!?! screaming internally but on the outside like duhhhh

“hey, bakugou, i have a crush on you, by the way,” you whispered in his ear from behind the beanbag chair he was seated in. him and denki were in the middle of a wii tennis match, mina, sero, and kirishima all focusing on it to see who won.

“what? fucking dumbass, hold on a sec,” he scoffed when you ran your hair through his hair, ruffling it while he tried batting your hand away with his free one.

he tried to maintain focus on the match, lowkey trying to impress you with him winning. it was difficult, his mind kept drifting off to you and your cute face and your cute- back to the game, he’s gotta win. for you. after what felt like forever, he finally won, then dragged you out of denki’s dorm.

“ooo sneaky link?” you heard mina giggle, and the three boys that remained in the dorm roared with laughter.

it got louder when bakugou screamed over his shoulder as he took you by the hand away from the dorm, “fuck off, extra, hell no,”

once you were both out of earshot he smirked, “so, you think i’m hot?” he rolled his eyes when you giggled and nodded, and a blush covered both of your faces, “well, you’re okay, i guess,”

“so when’s the date?” you smiled at him, chuckling when he pulled out his phone to check his fucking calendar app. such an old man.

after a few seconds, he pulled up a date on his phone and turned it to you. only a week from then.. ”february 14,” he winked at you and walked away, not even turning back, “see you at the dorm, dumbass,”

midoriya would be like ≧◉◡◉≦

“all might’s spot as the top hero will not be easily passed by endeavor, or anyone else. he’s great for many reasons, would you like to hear them?” he only paused for a second, turning his head to see your amused nod before immediately continuing, “well first of all his quirk is-”

“midoriya, i wanna date you, if you want,” you interrupted and slowly put a hand on his arm, softly smiling at him.

“huh?” the small sentence shook him from his ranting, and he turned his entire body to look at you. your cheeks heated from the disoriented stare he gave you. he was that shaken up by something you’d said? “really?”

“yes, of course. you’re very handsome and very passionate and ve-”

“yeah of course i’ll date you, thank you, y/n,” he kissed your forehead before turning back to the school hallway, ignoring the excited giggles of his classmates, “okay, so all might’s quirk is obvi....” his mind started wandering to how excited he was at the thought of dating you. it was a dream come true. “oh, sorry, so his quirk is obviously very good for hero w-”

“midoriya, can we go to your dorm after school?” you interrupted him again, smiling sweetly at him. sometimes it was difficult for him to not talk about heroes and all about them all, but you understood and tried helping out with other things.

“oh, of course, sweetie.. hah, can i call you sweetie? or would you prefer just y/n?” he began going on and on about the different things he wanted to call you if you were comfortable, not stopping until you grabbed his wrist and dragged him to both of yours next bell.

ugh, calculus.

denki is like oh.? hehehehehehehehe

you were sprawled out on your best friend’s bed, laying starfish on your back as you huffed about how frustrated and annoying today was. although you held back the most important part. it was especially frustrating how much you adored him. the good ole denki kaminari. you had these feelings for quite a while, trying your best not to confess. i mean, he was a class flirt, he wouldn’t like you back, right?

nah. he hadn’t flirted with anyone other than you in months. and you were the only one that didn’t pick up on it.

“c’mon, y/n, i know you aren’t telling the full story. say what’s on your mind,” denki lightly ran his fingers up and down your right leg. it tickled but not enough to be uncomfortable.

“i can’t,” you groaned, giggling when he rolled his eyes and persisted, saying no matter what he wouldn’t tell anyone.

“if you tell me, i’ll give you five bucks, y/n,” he chuckled when you sighed and finally nodded. when you sat up, he turned so you could tell he was listening to what you had to say.

“fine, but only for the money,” you giggled, “i uh.. i’ve been interested in you for a really long time now.. but i understand if you don-”

wait what

he kissed you, moving his hand up to cup your cheek. your eyes slowly closed, leaning into his touch.

holy shit he kissed you???

when you were let go, your cheeks felt burning hot.

“denk-”

he kissed you again, and you melted into it. it felt like fireworks, euphoria filling your body.

“so does this mean you like me back?” you nervously played with your hands, trying your best to disregard the harsh red blush that was thrown on your face.

“well, duh, took ya long enough,” he chuckled, brushing some of your hair out of your face.

you cried out when you heard the click of his phone camera, and went to hide yourself.

“awe you look so beautiful, y/n. can’t wait to brag about you, baby,” he winked at you, typing something into his phone.

later that day you checked snapchat and saw on his private story the photo of you plus a caption, it read,

“they finally realized, big dummy. y/n if you see this, you’re lucky you’re a good kisser ;)”

you shook your head and ran to his dorm, pounding on the door. you were gonna beat him up.

kirishima is a big ole softie duhhh everyone knows this. he best boy, no arguing!!

you sighed as kirishima held you to his chest, the lovely feeling of your growing feelings for him hummed in your chest. you had tried hard to push it back, how would that work out? would he reciprocate? was this only platonic?

“are you alright, y/n?” he whispered into your neck when he heard the sigh, trying to hide the deep red hue on his cheeks from you.

you both had agreed not to catch feelings for each other, fine at first with just cuddles and sweet compliments. no specific ties to the affections, just a way for the both of you to feel loved. an ideal thing to have, except that both of you were slowly breaking the agreement.

you both ached for each other, but neither of you wanted to be the first to admit it. it was simply too risky.

“y-yeah, sorry, just thinking,”

“awe, no need to be sorry, pumpkin, what’s that pretty brain of yours thinking of?” he ran his fingers through your hair, appreciating the shivers of content that had you moving a small bit in his hold.

when you didn’t respond, he cocked an eyebrow, wondering if you hadn’t heard him or if you just chose to be quiet.

“pebble, what’re you thinking about?” he asked again, gently running his hand up and down your arm.

too deep in your thoughts to actually comprehend you were saying this out loud and not in your head, you whispered, “i wanna date you, i don’t want this to be just platonic. i need to be with you, kiri,”

“oh? you need to?” he smirked, chuckling when your eyes widened as you realized you had actually said that out loud, “well, if it’s a need.. i can make it happen, of course,”

“w-wait what?”

“you said you need to be with me, you weren’t lying, were you?” you slowly shook your head no, avoiding his gaze that bore into your skin, “let’s do that then, how’s that sound, pumpkin?”

“good,” you smiled into his chest, trying to move your hand to your arm to pinch you. were you dreaming?

you weren’t, this was real.

the man you’d liked for a while liked you back, oh hell yeah.

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stillness-in-green · 2 years

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Brand's being anti-capitalist is actually kinda funny since he's one of the few Advisers that's in a business suit XD

It’s exceptionally funny for a guy who used to work under (and I say this with only the greatest of affections) a bunch of upper management types and a politician. But you’d better believe I was obsessively taking notes about it anyway!

The Japanese word there translates somewhat more literally as "mammonist"—what Viz uses—or, if you don’t want to put a Bible-derived term in the mouth of a Japanese character, just “money-worshipper.” And that is extra funny to me because it was not even twenty-five chapters ago that we were told about Nedzu’s “deep pockets” such that he could afford to pay for the upgrades to U.A.’s security systems,(1) so it’s not like Brand’s even wrong.

I mean, obviously we’re meant to see Brand as wrong about his summation of the heroes’ motives, but with this most recent chapter especially, I am once again left shaking my head that, on one side of this fight, we have the wealthy, handsome, popular, elite, well-educated, powerful heroes who had ample time to lay battle plans, painstakingly plot out where all their people would be, and allocate all the resources they could possibly need to build “a coffin in the sky”…

Meanwhile, on the other side, we have the guy who has spent most of the last month writhing on the ground in a cave, probably eating canned food when he could eat at all, fighting against his own power, barely able to communicate, and promptly separated from all of his friends and allies so the heroes could immediately seal off his quirk(s) and start bouncing him off of electrified walls as a warm-up before they have Deku and company beat him into a thin paste.

Fuckin’ hell, when you phrase it like that, the heroes sound like Yu-Gi-Oh! villains. This is Seto Kaiba level excess. This is Marvel villain Arcade killing people in a place literally named Murderworld. Yet somehow, it’s the heroes I’m supposed to be rooting for? Horikoshi, you can’t possibly be serious, can you?

Yes, yes, Shigaraki is a murderous terrorist, a big threat, blah blah blah. But look, this is a damn shonen story. It matters who the underdog is, and right now, the underdog is Shigaraki Tomura.

Tangent onto my fave aside, I would love to see more villains continue to call out heroes for all of the resources they endlessly dole out on beating up villains without ever even contemplating dropping some of those resources on trying de-escalation tactics now and again. And as to Brand and his business suit, I suppose he can still wear a sharp suit for work and have exceptionally strong opinions on where one’s money ought to be going. Presumably making obscene buckets of money is fine as long as it’s being used to fund as worthy a cause as Liberation!

I hope we get some more good stuff out of him; I’m going to be extremely annoyed if he gets taken down by Crust’s dad or whatever. I’d initially been strongly hoping he was a clone—now that Toga has Twice’s blood on hand, if she were running this like a power gamer, then technically any, even every villain on the field right now could be a clone! I’m not really expecting that to be the case at this point, though I’d be thrilled if it were, but I was high-key annoyed that Brand was on the cliffhanger page of 341 with the Sludge Villain and the heteromorph uprising, suggesting he’d be with them, only to have him get ‘ported in by AFO maybe, what, a day or two later at best? Sigh.

In any case, I’ll certainly be keeping an eye out for him and the rest. Thanks for the ask, @shockersalvage!

1: “Way more than a few hundred million yen!” said Kaminari, a number that roughs to $1.75 million. And that’s before even getting into the specialized battlefields and upgrades we’re just now finding out about!

#bnha #shockersalvage #plf advisors #how does this story want to lay out BJ explaining IN DETAIL how they plan to kill Shigaraki up here #and then expect me not to be cheering for Shigaraki to tear this whole place down around the heroes' ears?#cripes did Deku even TRY to float the saving-Shigaraki idea at all?#stillness answers #stillness has salt #concentrated salt

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wonderwomanfantasy · 3 years

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Omega worth fighting for

I’m going back to work soon so I might start posting less, we’ll see i guess

kirishima x reader bakugou x reader (not really)

warnings: ABO things, swearing, minior angst,

word count: 1,100 (about)

summary: Kirishima is a good friend, but even he has a limit,

Kirishima was always more observant than anyone gave him credit for. Sure he may not do the best on tests but no one could say he wasn’t smart. He knew off the top of his head what Mina’s favorite flower was, and he could tell whether or not Kaminari had woken up on time just by looking at his choker. And of course, he knew almost everything about you.

It wasn’t like he’s set out to memorize obscure facts about you, he just sorta noticed you all the time, and ended up remembering stuff. He’d seen you at lunch picking the bean sprouts out of your lunch to eat them first. He’d accidentally bumped into you at the library and seen that you had a pink crayon bandaid on your elbow, and you explained that you’d fallen on your way to school and a passing child had given it to you. Just little details like that, little things no one else would notice, but he did.

Maybe it was more that he sought you out, craved knowing you rather than just happening upon you occasionally. You were the only Omega that awoke such feelings in him. So knowing that he should have known he wasn’t the only one to fall for you.

Kirishima might be the only person, save of course for Midoriya, who could see right through Bakugou’s mean and nasty front. That’s why they were best friends after all. His knack for picking up on the smallest hints made it so Kirishima was the only one who could call the violent blonde out without getting blown to high hell.

He should have realized it all sooner. But he had kind of been ignoring the obvious. Bakugou couldn’t be staring at you, he was just spacing off. It was a coincidence that Bakugou asked you to train with him, it was just your quirk. Of course, Bakugou got mad whenever Kaminari teased him about having a crush on you, he was just pissed that Kaminari even spoke to him.

But it got to the point that everyone could tell Bakugou had a thing for you, and Kirishima couldn’t deny it anymore.

It was time for the school festival again and class 3B was putting on a dunk tank. You were sat inside on a paddle in a cute blue swimsuit smiling and waving, inviting people to try and knock you into the water.

Bakugou blatantly stared at your revealing outfit, his eyes wide with awe and his cheeks dusted pink. It was clear he was bewitched and had been for a while.

“What a rigged game,” Mineta grumbled walking away from the tank, having spent all of his money trying to knock you in. Bkgou snapped back to reality.

“You’re just weak you stupid extra,” he snapped slamming down a bill on the ticket table and picking up a baseball. Kirishima looked at you and saw you looked genuinely scared now, clutching the edge of your false bottom seat.

“Go easy yeah? You don’t want to hurt them,” Kiri said but bakugou just shrugged him off winding back and throwing the ball at the target with everything he had. There was a loud ding than a shriek as you fell plummeting into the water.

You swarm to the top, breaching the water with a good-natured laugh, you congratulated bakugou as you got back in the chair. Kirishima couldn’t help but watch as the water rolled down your chest making your skin glitter in the sun. God, he was so whipped. And so was his best friend.

“You should ask them out soon don’t want someone to beat you to the punch right?” Kirishima pushed elbowing the blonde in the side once they were out of earshot. Bakugou grunted.

“Fuck off, no one would go after an omega I want,” he snapped, not even denying he liked you.

“I might, I’m not scared of you,” Kiri shot back, and his friend hit him with a piercing glare.

“You wouldn’t.”

Bakugou was right of course, Kirishima wouldn’t ask you out. Not while his best friend had the hots for you, he wouldn’t hurt him like that. Besides he didn’t even have a reason for thinking you might like him back. You probably wanted a stronger, more accomplished Alpha than him anyway, you’d be happy with Bakugou.

Kirishima wasn’t expecting it to hurt so much when he finally settled on giving up on you, but it was like a knife to the chest every time he saw Bakugou talking to you or god forbid touching you. His inner alpha demanded he go over and rip you away from him and it pained him to turn away.

He had known that he liked you, but he assumed that was it, just a crush. But if it were just a crush, it wouldn’t hurt like this right? But he didn’t have any claim over you or any reason to get jealous like this. But god he wished he did.

He resolved to just avoid you to the best of his ability, which was a lot easier said than done.

“Hey, Kirishima!” you greeted happily, waving as you sprinted towards him. Kirishima could smell your sweet scent as you got closer to him, it had been a while since he had been close enough to smell you and it nearly took him off his feet.

“Hey,” he greeted trying to sound calm.

“Sorry to bug you but I was wondering if you could help me carry some boxes back to class I’m not strong enough to get them by myself,” you explained, and your soft pleading eyes broke him.

“No problem,” he said following you like a lost puppy as you took him to the boxes you needed to move.

“Thank you, so much Kirishima!” once he’s successfully moved everything you needed.

“Like I said, it’s not a problem,” he said rubbing the back of his neck.

“Still, maybe, I could buy you lunch or something as a thank you,” you offered and he froze.

“L-Like a date?” he stuttered his face going as red as his hair. This was so not manly, he was supposed to be the one to ask you our- no he wasn’t supposed to ask you out at all so Bakugou could have you.

“Yeah, like a date, I really like you Kirishima,” you said looking up at him shyly.

“But- but Bakugou,” he said lamely. His heart was hammering in his chest, the only reason it hurt so damn much to see his best friend flirt with you was that you seemed to be reciprocating those feelings.

“Oh yeah, he asked me out a few days ago, but I turned him down, he’s not really my type,” you explained.

“And I’m your type,” he asked. You nodded. His whole body felt light and tingly.

“Okay, yeah let’s go out,” he said, a wide grin on his face, just this once, he got to be selfish.

#Kirishima Eijirou #kirishima x reader #kirishima imagine #bnha kirishima #alpha kirishima #my hero academia #my hero acadamy #my hero academia imagine #my hero academia abo #my hero academia head cannon

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mha-quotes-and-such · 3 years

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my headcanons about what 1-A students would be if not in the hero course (but some of them are stupid)

-kirishima: firefighter. he toughens his skin as an extra layer of protection against flames and can just,, walk through them if someone is trapped on the other side.

-kouda: hed have a degree in zoology. next question.

-bakugou: hed still want to fight people but I dont think he'd like being on the ground too much so wrestling isnt an option. he would box.

-tsu: marine biologist. she would be the best in her field and also volunteer everywhere she could on the weekends.

-jirou: an exterminator (hear me out... get it?) she can hear exactly where pests are in walls, floors, ceilings, etc. and we know she isnt bothered by bugs as seen with her working with kouda against present mic.

-mina: alas, she is Too Dummy Stupid (and proud of it!!) to understand chemistry so she would open her own dance studio for little kids.

-sero: works in an office. 9-5. but hes constantly high so it makes it bearable when people make jokes about his elbows. he's still punched a guy over it, though.

-hagakure: government agent. she is harder to pin down because she isn't given much personality (that I've seen) but her quirk would be good for undercover missions or whatever the government does.

-uraraka: manifesting that she'd be the CEO of a successful company and Get That Bread but pay her workers so far above the minimum wage.

-kaminari: youtuber. I'm not going to elaborate.

-iida: probably something boring but Professional like a lawyer. except his own morals get in the way sometimes so he fudges a few cases if he thinks someone is truly guilty regardless of evidence presented.

-tokoyami: stand up comedian. the constant back and forth between him and dark shadow would be very entertaining to watch and his delivery for jokes would be perfect. the audience laughs at him for being emo.

-ojiro: some form of martial arts instructor I dont know what he trained in but he would teach it to younger kids looking to learn.

-shouji: this man is a jack of all trades huh? anyway he would probably be a first responder. he's just Like That and his quirk is useful for listening for survivors of natural disasters and such.

-todoroki: this boy is a trust fund baby he'll most likely never work a day in his life. although he would donate a lot of his dad's money to charity. he volunteers at hospitals.

-aoyama: he's a model why do you ask (he also has his own fashion line, not a lot of people buy from it though).

-satou: some of these are SO easy. professional chef/baker, obviously.

-yaoyorozu: she is also a trust fund baby, but she values hard work so. theres a lot of things she could do with her quirk but for some reason I see her as a writer??

-midoriya: there is nothing that will stop this boy from becoming a hero. that bring said, he would be a teacher. good with kids, is passionate about learning... need I go on?

-mineta: dead. and I killed him.

I could totally see Kirishima as a firefighter! I definitely think he’d want to use his quirk to help people, same with Shouji. I could see him as anything from disaster relief to paramedic

He would need some healthy way to get out his anger, so boxing works, but I could also see him doing most types of fighting (some of the more disciplined ones not so much)

Tsu would totally wanna do something with water (and animals!) I could see anything from marine biologist, to working at an aquarium, and maybe even a sailor (she does have experience after all)

Jirou would do something related to her quirk. While I think she’d probably pursue music (maybe not in a band, she could totally do sound engineering or something) I do think exterminator works

Hagakure would make a great spy and Uraraka a great manager. You can’t convince me other wise

Iida would be an absolutely terrifying lawyer which would work well

Todoroki and Yaoyorozu would both probably do a lot of volunteering and philanthropy (is it still philanthropy if it’s technically not your money??) And Yaoyorozu could totally be a writer or journalist!

As for Mineta, thank you you’ve done us all a great service

#I wrote this in chunks so sorry if it’s a little incoherent #not a quote #ask #head canon appreciation day #long post

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yaomomvs · 3 years

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Hellow! Love your drabbles 😳 I saw your reqs were open for Shouto-kun: so can I ask a Drabble in which the reader is crushing on Shoto but feels completely unworthy of him, notably because she's from a very lower condition, something people often remind her while telling how Momo and him would make the perfect couple, because they're both from higher condition.. While reader is admittedly a hard-working person but has always been bullied for her modest origins? If you feel inspired ;o thanks :3

if i was a rich girl, yeah gwen stefani said that too

pairing: shoto todoroki x reader

little bit of angst? fluff!

warnings: self issues?? curse words??? not a warning but bakugou is reader’s best friend. also memories are in italics

plot: you couldn’t help comparing yourself to yaomomo, and clearly, your classmates comments didn’t help at all

notes: aaaa tysm i can’t believe this is my first request hopefully i did justice you your amazing idea! sorry for the delay i was in my last week b4 holiday vacation, hope you enjoy!

“i’m just sayin, todoroki and momo would definitely would look as an amazing couple wouldn’t they?”

it was kaminari’s words that were the final drop that broke the glass.

no, don’t misunderstand the situation, yaoyorozu was one of the sweetest, loveliest and most intelligent girls you’ve ever met.

but also one of the richest.

see, the thing is that you were not born in a “i have it all” family type of environment. you lived well, yes. but it’s for sure that your family did struggle way too many times in their way of spending money.

that’s why when you got into UA tears couldn’t stop falling through your face, you were finally able to do something about that. you always wanted to become the greatest hero, you thought that being able to rescue people from danger was the most selfless thing to do, you were familiar with that, so ever since you were little that was your goal. and besides that, you wanted to help you family so they wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore.

also because of that your friendship with uraraka was a great one. you understood what was like to face little things that the others didn’t, and you suddenly became close that you almost considered her a sister.

she was the most important friend to you, well, along with other person.

your eyes started itching, currently at the common room table where you and your friends were having dinner.

kaminari was on the sofa among with bakugou and mina, but it was easy to hear them. so that comment took everyone’s attention, even shouto’s.

“i mean you are not wrong” asido agreed, excited they finally were talking about romance in that boring school. “can you imagine how rich the todomomo’s family would be?”

“todomomo?” todoroki asked visibly confused.

“a ship name! for you and yaoyorozu!” she answered

your eyes were a little bit red now, and the knot on your throat was growing more everytime you looked over to see shouto’s expression.

uraraka noticed this, so she gently placed her hand over yours. how could she handle the situation?

“she’s so fancy!” you overheared some girls in the cafeteria drooling over the way that momo seated.

“i can’t believe this is her whole house” jirou exclaimed cheerfully when you visited her to study form an exam.

“an intelligent girl is always a classy girl” you listened kirishima while he looked stunned the way yaoyorozu handled, not only professional but also gracefully, a mistaken order at the cafeteria.

you always admired the way she was because of her origin, not in a bad way but you were obviously impressed, and if you were honest with yourself, sometimes it made you feel small.

but until now you never thought about this new insecurity, one that came up with the fact that todoroki and momo would actually look great together.

you tried to take those thoughts away, but your dear classmates were not helping at all.

the rambling of momo being a super match to shouto was getting louder and louder every second to you.

“think about it!”

“so when is the first date happening uh todoroki” kaminari still teased.

“but” midoriya interrupted “you know uhm wouldn’t it matter the way todoroki-kun actually feels about momo”

you stared at him.

but you finally had it when you spotted a slight red tint on todoroki’s face.

he was blushing.

“uh..” todoroki’s face was absolutely fuzzy. what could he say?

“i have to go” you announced way more loud than you expected, with a broken voice only two people were able to decipher.

bakugou took over a glance to you, knowing well what was going to happen next, with a tired groan he yelled. “well done idiots”

you ran out of the common room and took the elevator to go you your room.

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“be careful” a voice said over your shoulder while grabbing your back before you touched the ground.

you looked above just to find a pair of beautiful heterochromatic eyes. and also a half red and half white hair type of thing. you were embarrassed that being your first day at school you were already tripping with everything. but fortunately he catched you right before something disastrous happened.

“come on, on the first day? if you have something to tell me god do it right now!” you remembered saying yo the sky. “that was weird, i’m sorry, (l/n) (y/n), sorry for bothering you but thanks for saving me” you laughed.

“do you think god would take my complaints along with yours?” he asked serious, was that his way of making a joke? “todoroki shouto” you smiled.

“DON’T GIVE UP!” you remembered yelling from the bleachers at the sports festival “YOU OWE US!”

todorki heard you from above during his fight with bakugou. he saw you there, almost crying and although he did not understand why were you so invested on it, that gave him the extra strength to stand up to bakugou at least for a little more minutes.

“did you know that seahorses once they find their mate they keep it for life?” you randomly said one day while eating lunch with him. currently doing some extra work so you could be ar least on top 10 of your class “how romantic is that, right todoroki-kun?”

he glanced at you, confused but still admiring. you knew so many things that it was actually impressive to him. he didn’t know why but that day, his heart skipped a bit.

if i was a rich girl, na na na na na na na na na na na, see i’d have all the money in the world if i was a wealthy girl.

“if i was a rich girl”, yeah gwen stefani said that too you thought.

the song may seem stupid but your current mood made you put in on speaker.

if i was a rich girl i’d sure have a chance you thought too

“so i guess i do have a crush on him huh” you admitted to yourself.

“about time you made it, idiot” you heard bakugou say “was it hard playing dumb all this time? i mean it’s in your blood”

he was standing at your door arms crossed with that awfully big brother look on his face. you rolled your eyes.

“is it hard messing around being a dickhead? i mean it’s in your blood”

“well you shouldn’t be using that language in front of your lover boy” he said.

“what the fuck are you talking about-”

your body stopped working when he pulled out todoroki out of the wall letting him come out at sight.

the icyhot boy had his hands in his pockets giving that gorgeous look. you blushed, how could he do nothing and still look good?

“why are you feeling this way?” he abruptly asked.

“todoroki-kun?...”

“i’m not dumb, whenever she’s around you act so self conscious” he began “what’s worse is that i see you working so hard everyday but you are so blind that you don’t see what i see”

if anybody could hear the conversation, they would actually say that he was being rude, but you knew him he was just expressing his feelings, weird way tho.

“is it about the money? believe me, yaoyorozu is an incredible girl but you don’t have to compare yourself because how different she is to you in terms of money” your eyes were widened.

why was he talking so much all of a sudden?

“you don’t understand todo...”

“i know what it feels to mad, and seeing you this way it just does it to me over and over again. because everyone has their own opinion on perfect, but to me, you are that definition”

your heart froze at that last thing, his expression was so serious that if you weren’t listening carefully you would have thought that he was mad at you for any other reason. but that’s why you liked him so miches, deep down you understood shouto more than anyone else”

so you didn’t know any other answer that hug him in gratitude.

he was shocked, he never received some kind of display of pure love affection before.

but something in the way you did made him feel better. almost as if your hugs were some magical potion to the answer of everything he needed.

he felt so warm with you between his arms that he didn’t mind staying like this for a couple more minutes.

“wanna go out sometime?” your typical you started coming back again.

the confident and smart girl he learned to care about.

a soft smile crossed his face.

“anytime you want”

and so you thought, you did not have anything to worry about anymore.

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if your asks are open & my request isn't too much. could you write a secret relationship one shot with mina & a skater fem! reader? so like the bakusquad wants to have a movie night, but like mina declines since girly had a date with her cute skatergirl planned on that day already & like she snitches out to the date & like both of them snitch into minas room later & cuddle & kiss, reader on her lap clinging like a fucking koala on her & how her classmates would find out, react. please my bisexual ass needs more girlxgirl content here, espacially with the mha girls 😔✊

(✨) paring(s) — Ashido x fem!skater!reader (⚠️) warning(s) — none! (🔖) word count — 2.3k (💌) yami's note — yuhh fr tho 🤧 we need more mha girls but dw i gotchu 😌✨

“What? Why?” Kirishima questioned, poking his head out from behind Bakugo, “We’ve been planning this for weeks! You can't just flunk on us like this!!” Kaminari exclaimed, causing Mina to rethink the amount of time that went into tonight's now somewhat ruined plans “Aha~ yeah... sorry about that guys. Maybe another time.” she scratched the back of her head.

Mina was about to leave before being stopped by a hard grip on her wrist “Oi, raccoon eyes. You better have a good excuse for this.” Bakugo glared, his crimson eyes almost seemed as if they could pierce holes in her soul. ‘Why does Bakugo of all people care!?’ She fumbled on her words, trying to find a reasonable excuse that would reward her the get-out-of-jail-free card without spilling the beans on anything private. “Uh- well- I uhm…”

“Bakugo, leave her alone. Forcing yourself into her business isn’t very manly of you.” Kirishima chimed, ‘Right before I was about to get blown to bits! Thanks, Kirishima!’ Mina sighed in her head, before checking the time. 2:54pm. She promised to meet her date at 3pm.

Before anyone knew it, Mina was dashing down to the common room and out the door, almost appearing as a pink blur to everyone around her.

“Wha-what was that??” “I think that was Mina~” “Where is she going that fast!?” “I don't know,,” “Mina’s fast but I didn't think she would be able to pull off those kinds of speeds.” the class-A girls conversed, wondering in concern what's got Mina in such a rush.

“Shit! I'm gonna be late! This isn't even the first time!!” Mina panicked, still racing over to the park the two of you had planned to meet at.

Mina recalled the time she came almost 20 minutes late to a date because she didn't know what to wear, digging through her closet to find something she thought you would like. Dresses, skirts, sweaters, shorts, jeans, you name it, she probably tried it.

To say the least, Mina was nervous.

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Mina continued to race towards the park she had agreed to meet at. Her pace began to slow as her stamina got closer to reaching its limit. “Hey, Mina!!” she heard a familiar voice call out. “Y/n!! Hi!” huffed out as she came to a stop. Mina took a moment to gather her breath, her hands on her knees as she pants. “Did you seriously run all the way here from your dorm?” y/n questioned after a minute of silence.

“Of course I did! I didn’t want to be late,,, again.”

“You’re a riot.”

“Thanks!”

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The weather outside was nice and the view the park offered was wonderful. Flowers of all sorts bloomed on the flowerbeds. Mina could see daffodils, tulips, alliums, sunflowers, all of different colours. The clouds created gorgeous patterns in the sky, larger ones blocking out the sun and giving the area a slightly darker atmosphere, nobody seemed to mind though. Trees shaded parts of the park, most of the adults seemed to linger around there, watching the children play together.

Mina and y/n took a seat at one of the benches that was shaded by a tall and broad tree, the smell of nature flowing around it, their hands intertwined. Mina wasn’t the best in some compartments, but one thing she is good at is conversation. It's hard to find a dull moment with her, maybe that’s why people like being around her so much. y/n definitely wasn’t at her level when it came to social skills but the conversations between them flowed so effortlessly, the two of them just seemed to click in the best way possible. Two puzzle pieces that were meant to be together, created to be together.

“Hey! Mina, look!!” y/n pointed to an ice cream parlor across the park, a small line of children with their parent’s 5 dollar bills in their hands “Let’s get popsicles!”

“Sure! Last one there has to pay!!” Mina ran off towards the parler.

“Hey-! No fair!!” y/n ran after her, taking an extra moment to pick up her skateboard, the thought of riding it to pass Mina not crossing her mind. Mina was a fast runner, most of the men in her class not able to compete without their quirks, same thing goes for y/n. It was possible her skateboard wouldn’t even be able to put up a rewarding fight.

Mina waited by the parler, almost mockingly stretching her arms as she waited for her date to catch up. “Took you long enough~!” Mina giggled

“Yeah yeah, whatever,” y/n got out a $15 bill from her pocket before immediately having it taken from her hands. “I was joking! Let me pay instead!” Mina pleaded “I wanna make it up to you for coming late,”

“Babes, you were a minute late..”

“I made you wait an extra minute!! And what about all those other times I-” Mina was cut off by the Parler man clearing his throat to get their attention. She shoved her money onto the counter before ordering y/n’s favourite flavor and a strawberry popsicle for herself. The Parler man took the money before opening his parler and handing them the requested flavoured popsicles.

“Thanks, sir!” Mina chirps before taking y/n’s hand, bringing her back to the bench the two of them were sitting at before. The two of them unwrapped their cold treats, enjoying and sharing them with each other.

Conversation continued to flow between the two, time quickly passing by. Parents began taking their children home, young adults began walking home from their jobs, the city seemed alive.

Wind blew on the three branches of the park, a chill starting to coat the air.

“It’s probably gonna get cold soon, maybe we should get inside.” y/n proposed

“Yeah... Hey! You should come to the dorms!” Mina was quick to suggest, she’s always wanted to bring y/n to her room. The idea of having y/n close to her body, sharing snacks and watching funny videos on instagram always brought warmth to her heart. The idea of getting caught never really crossed her mind.

“Are you sure? Your classmates are definitely gonna find out.”

“No they won’t, I promise!”

“Mina, they’re heroes-in-training…”

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When mina was set on a decision, it was hard to get her to settle for something else, that’s something y/n’s learned many times. Mina dragged her partner to the UA dorm buildings, planning out loud what they could do together. Face masks, tiktoks, nails, and dancing are only a few of the activities that came into question.

“I like the sound of face masks, I've been needing one for a while, my acne’s been acting up.” y/n groaned. “Dancing also sounds pretty fun, do you have any new playlists?”

“I always have new playlists! Plus, Jirou recommended me some new songs the other day, her music taste actually isn’t that bad,” Mina giggled, “For a goth, that is.” y/n laughed at her comment.

Mina talked about her classmates often, sometimes even gossiping about them. She never said anything hurtful, though, it was usually just a few mentions after finding something that reminded her of them. She once found a icyhot packet in the store and went on about this hot and talented guy in her class, a frog jumping around near a pond caused her to ramble on about her friend Tsu, and the taste of a tea served to her at a cafe reminded her of the tea her friend Momo would serve at the tutor sessions she hosted.

Soon enough, the couple was standing in front of Heights Alliance, preparing a plan to get inside without being noticed. “Everyone’s usually elsewhere at this time, probably in their rooms or off training or something~” Mina opens the door to the building, “We should be good.”

Mina peeps her head inside, making sure no one was in the common room before she proceeded. She motioned for y/n to come inside, before walking further inside the building. “C’mon, my room is this way!” Mina took y/n’s hand, passing by the common room and to the elevator. y/n couldn’t help but look around, she had never been in the Dormitories until this point, it was much nicer, and bigger, than she expected. The elevator ride was quiet, the fear of having classmates hear them while they continued their loud conversation through the halls on their minds.

The elevator stopped at the selected floor, Mina took y/n’s hand again before leading her to their destination just around the corner. “Here is it! Come on in!” Mina smiled before unlocking and opening her room door.

“Oh wow, so… pink.” y/n gasped “Yeah!! Do you like it?”

“Of course I do! Your whole room just reminds me of you, I love it!” y/n wrapped her hands around her date “And I love you too!”

“I love you more!!” Mina giggled, returning the hug. Her embrace was warm, warmer than one might expect, that might be the result of such a pure heart.

“Whatcha wanna do? I have a bunch of stuff here,” Mina pulls out a box from under her bed and begins to dig through it, “I have face masks and beauty supplies here, snacks and candy hidden around my room, we could also watch some movies or find a show to binge!”

“Face masks are a good idea, and I’m down to watch a movie while we wait for them to dry.” y/n gets down beside her on the ground, watching her sift through her box of stuff.

“Awesome! What movie should we watch? I have a bunch of DVD’s on my shelf but we could always find something on Netflix. Oh and pick your favourite face mask!” Mina presented about 12 different face masks for y/n to choose from.

“Oh~ I like that one! It’s my favourite colour, and it has a nice scent.” y/n picked up the f/c bottle, reading the labels on the back and admiring the smell emitting from it. “Nice choice! I’ll go with this one!” Mina holds up a pink, sparkly bottle with grapefruits and strawberries on the front. “This one’s my favourite, I use it all the time!”

“I can see why,” y/n laughs, Mina joining in.

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The two of them sat comfortably on Mina’s bed, y/n on her lap and arms wrapped around her. A movie the couple had agreed on plays in front of them on Mina’s laptop as they wait for their face masks to dry, sharing candy she had hid around her room. Mina occasionally placed soft kisses on y/n’s cheeks, jaw and neck, it was her favourite thing to do in this position. While Mina enjoyed receiving affection, she seemed to love giving affection even more.

Soon enough, the movie ended and credits began to roll, giving y/n and Mina a moment to stretch after sitting in one position for over an hour. “That was a good movie.” y/n said between stretches. “Yeah, I’m gonna recommend it to Hagakure, she’s been looking for good movies to watch lately.” Mina got out her phone to check the time, “We still have a few hours, wanna watch another one while we wait for our nails to dry?”

“We’re gonna do nails too?”

“Yeah!”

“Sure.”

Uhm i’m not sure how to continue and end this so i’ll do HCs for this part LMAOO

I gotta get better at writing smh

Anyways, after Mina took you to her dorm for the first time you started coming over more often

The two of you always have a shitton of fun when you do

Not like you ever not have fun with Mina

Although this one time was different~

Your skateboard had dirt and mud on it from riding after a storm, so you had left it by the door to avoid tracking any of it in Mina’s room

But it so happened Denki was walking by and found it in the hallway floor

And seeing it was outside Mina’s door he decided to not knock and ask if it was hers

He caught yall cuddling while binging your favourite anime

“Yo, Mina, is this skateboard you-”

He went 👁️👄👁️

After an eternity a few seconds of pure silence Denki’s like BHJNBHJVHJ WHO’S THAT???? AND WHY ARE YOU SO CLOSE TO THEM-??/?????

Mina sighs and explains the whole thing about how yall have been dating in secret and going on dates and stuff

The look on the boy’s face was literally surprised pikachu

Mina asked him to keep a secret but c'mon now we all know Mr. Kaminari cannot keep a secret for the life of him👩🏾‍🦯 big mouth headass

He told everyone.

the look on Mina’s face when Sero brought up her secret girlfriend the next day was priceless

“H-hOW YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT!?”

“Denki told me.”

Denki: *choke*

He knows he’s ‘bouta get his ass beat.

As for reactions, they’re mainly looking pretty positive ✨

Denki, kirishima, bakugou and sero are the first people to find out, and probably one of the only people Mina talks about you to besides the other class a girls

They’re happy for her (although bakuhoe wouldn’t admit it- he pretends he don’t care but c'mon we know better than that), and definitely wanna meet you sometime soon

All the class A girls and basically screaming

Cuz like- wHAT

How could Mina keep such a big secret grrrrr >:((

She ends up bringing you and the rest of the girls to her room to meet you

Expect expect like 30 questions from each of them about various different topics that may or may not matter

Remember the boys who didn't care about seeing the girl’s rooms in that one episode? Yea this squad is still on their shit🧘🏾‍♀️

Okay well they do care, just not as much dnjskbjdkn

Sato would bake you a yummy cupcake!

You ain’t neva eating something that delicious ever again just sayin~

Everyone else would silently wish to meet you one day

Tenya is probably the only person you should look out for

if you don’t have Aizawa’s permission to be on campus he probably won’t let you inside🖐🏾

aizawa don’t care tho so getting permission isn’t a problem

Overall, 1-A’s reaction to Mina’s girlfriend is pretty positive! 😗✌🏾

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