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Bruises (Miruko, Midnight)

Kinktober 2022 Day Twenty-Eight: Spanking, Choking

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

To you, it’s not just a job. At least, not anymore.

You see them every day. They’re in the ads that play on your TV. The news stories that show up in the paper. The interviews you hear over the radio. The video clips you watch on your phone. And they walk alongside you in the streets. Sometimes in costume. Sometimes not. Sometimes returning from a fight all safe and sound. Sometimes battered and beaten. Covered in bruises. But still alive. Still kicking. Despite all the dangers. Despite all the odds.

But that doesn’t change who they are. That doesn’t change the fact that they’re a Pro Hero. That they save people. That they save lives every single day. Performing a service that many are too afraid and too weak to do. And it's thoughts like these that make you think about how they have to live.

Maybe concealing their identity. Maybe never stepping out into the public. Avoiding this. Doing that. Things out of their control. Things that they have to so carefully control. All because of their job. All because of their lifestyle. The lifestyle that comes when you’re a Pro hero.

But that’s not you. It’s just not. You’re not a Pro hero. You’re nowhere close to being a Pro hero. You’re a hired whore. You do parties and private rooms and one-on-ones for cash. You keep identities secret, and you keep cocks warm. You spend most of your day naked with someone’s dick buried in between your thighs or your mouth sucking on someone’s clit. Sometimes the other way around. Sometimes in a different order. Sometimes not.

But you don’t have a job children aspire to have. You don’t have a job people send thank-you messages to through the TV. The bruises that you earn from work are the type you cover and hide with layers and layers of makeup and clothes. They’re nothing like ones earned from a battlefield. They are not something you can so easily wear with pride. Because you don’t save lives that they do. You don’t save the people like they do. But even then you’d like to think…

“You look so pretty like this, don't you bunny?”

You’d like to think that in your own special way, you save them.

“Yes…yes, I do,” You find yourself murmuring in between soft gasps of air as you answer Miruko’s question. The corner of said hero’s lips twitches upwards as her smile widens at your response. Your reward for your compliance is decided for you, and it’s decided quickly. It’s her hand adjusting its grip ever so slightly around your throat before starting to squeeze just a bit harder. And harder. And harder. “I…Miruko-”

You almost choke on her name, but you know it’s what she wants. It’s exactly what she wants as she grins down at you with a powerful look in her eyes. Your eyes flicker to her arm for a moment, sneaking a glance at your captor. Her gaze follows your eyes easily, and you know that from the way she subtly flexed her arms, letting her muscles strain and tense under your watchful eyes. It’s a show of power. A show of strength. A show of stability.

And a distraction from the hands of another coming down and laying a harsh slap to your ass.

You squeal at the impact, your head immediately trying to turn back to see the assailant. But your neck is still caught within Miruko’s firm grip. There’s nowhere for you to run as the Rabbit Hero's intense stare lays into you. And absolutely nowhere for you to hide as the woman she came here with comes up to your backside and places her hands on your bare flesh.

“Hey, pretty girl,” Midnight’s voice purrs directly in your ear. You can’t help but let out a soft noise of surprise- though the sound quickly melts into a pleasured moan as you feel her lips kiss the side of your jaw. Once. Twice. Three times as the R-rated Hero takes her sweet time pressing her into your back and kneading your ass with her hands. Drawing patterns into your skin. Squeezing it. Playing with it. Slapping it. And making it known that you weren’t just supposed to be servicing one client right now. “You didn’t forget about me, did you?”

You were supposed to be servicing two.

“N-no…” You stutter out in a harsh breath, almost yelping at the way Midnight’s left-hand makes contact with your raw ass cheek. She tuts her tongue at you- a sure sign that she doesn’t believe your little white lie as she reels back her right hand and hits that cheek now. This time you do- you do let out that whine you were holding in all this time, and the two women drink it in strides Miruko is quick to cut off the sound by adding more pressure and strength to the fist she has around your throat. “I- fuck…um…”

Behind you, Midnight continues her onslaught on your ass. Spreading your cheeks with perfectly manicured fingers before letting it all go and watching your backside jiggle and bounce with minimal effort. In between your desperate pants, the R-rated Hero asks for your color. And as you respond back with a whispered “green,” she hums approvingly, before pressing her lips against your shoulder- giving you the sweetest kiss as she goes back to focusing on your body. And as the Rabbit Hero flexes her fingers alongside your throat, she asks you if you’re enjoying yourself. If you missed them as much they missed you. And when you find yourself nodding along in her grip, the look in her eyes gets softer. Like as if that was what she needed from you more than anything at this moment. Not the sex. Not your body. But for someone to indulge her. For someone to indulge both of them. As if they were humans- not just heroes.

And at this point in your career, it’s something you know you shouldn’t be so horribly turned on by. Something that shouldn’t be making you make this big of a mess in your panties. Something that shouldn’t have you about to beg to feel more of. But you can’t help it. You just can’t. Like the two women in the room with you- you have wants. You have needs.

But that’s the thing. To you, it’s not just a job anymore. It’s a lifestyle.

At least, that’s what you tell yourself to justify all that you say and do.

Still, you know what you do is important in its own way. It’s a job you don’t tell people. It’s a job you don’t brag about. But you show up every day and you do it. And at the end of the day, your bruises may not show up in the same places. They may not show up in the same ways. But you know what you do is important. You know you’re saving people. You know that you’re saving them - in your own little way.

And sometimes you’ll come out safe and sound. Sometimes you’ll come out battered and beaten. Covered in those bruises. Sometimes on your neck. Sometimes on your ass. And sometimes, littered all around your body in spots you never think of. In spots you never see. But those are the fights you win. The fights that you came out alive. The fights that keep them still kicking.

Despite all the dangers. Despite all the odds.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THIS QUEEN RIGHT HERE!! YES, HER!!!

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#HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIRUKO!!#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #just kiya's thoughts #miruko #mirko #usagiyama rumi #rumi usagiyama #rabbit hero miruko #rabbit hero mirko #miruko bnha #mirko bnha #miruko mha #mirko mha #I'M SHIFTING INTO MIRUKO FANGIRL MODE #💜🐇🌙

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koishiro · 9 days

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Dating Rumi Usagiyama (Mirko) <3

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Rabbit Hero: Mirko 🐇

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USAGIYAMA RUMI AKA MIRUKO LOCKSCREENS!! (KIYA'S PURPLES EDITION) 💜🐇🌙

Happy Birthday to Me!

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stupidartist · 2 months

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Rumi "Mirko" Usagiyama From My hero acdademia

By Horikoshi Kōhei

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Could you do Male readerx Mount Lady x Miruko Sweat and sour. R is tired of Yu publicly denying that she is in a relationship because of her "brand". When she is confronted, Yu asked how people would react that she is sleeping with a quirkless nobody. R gets upset and leaves to his friend Rumi's house. She comfort him and suggests they make a sex tape as payback. Maybe end it with a, "He's mine now, bitch." (Could the smut be from the perspective of Yu watching the tape?) Thanks.

Sweet and Sour: Revenge Tape

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Takeyama didn’t know what to think of you after you ignored her texts for the past two days. She knew she messed up and she knew she embarrassed you but you always came back to her. You always answered when she called, always responded to her texts when she’d send one. But, after a disastrous night out where you tried to pull her into a kiss after eating out at a restaurant she’d been dying to try, you hadn’t responded to any of the messages she had sent.

“For the love of fuck, Y/n. Answer me!” She grew frustrated with you. It wasn’t normal for her to be ignored. What could be so important that you felt the need to ignore her?

More days went by and eventually, she gave up on calling you. You ignored all attempts to be contacted and didn’t bother to interact with any of the mutual friends you both had.

“Yu, have you ever thought of going to your ex’s house?” Nishiya rolled his eyes at his roommate and sighed when he watched her deflate.

“Yu, do you even like Y/n romantically?” Takeyama’s eyes widened, offense clear on her face.

“Yes! Of course, I do! Why would you ever assume I didn’t?” Takeyama yelled. She felt her eye twitch as Nishiya judged her with his gaze.

“Are you serious right now?” He sighed. The stress of having to deal with her complicated emotions was too much for him.

“Yes! I love Y/n. He’s my boyfriend!” She whined.

“If he’s your boyfriend then why don’t you let him kiss you in public?”

“Because-” She tried to clarify herself but Nishiya cut her off.

“Why don’t you let him hold you or hug you, then? Why isn’t he able to call you or acknowledge you as his girlfriend while you’re both out, huh?” He raised his brow at her all while looking smug.

He knew every single detail and event of your relationships. It was embarrassing how much he knew about you and Takeyama. He knew how much you devoted yourself to her and how little she gave back. He watched how Takeyama spent hours on the phone talking to you about something that caught her interest and how attentive she became any time you spoke. He had to watch how you both cuddled on the couch during a movie night and how loud you fucked in Takeyama’s bedroom afterward. It disgusted him to hear how casually Takeyama dismissed you for quirkless nobody when I’m public and during interviews.

“Oh, him? Yeah, no, he’s just some mega fan who I like to take pity on. Poor guy is quirkless so he likes being around heroes.” The mocking and annoying laugh she would let out was just as vile as her words. He could see that she loved you, that she truly wanted something with you besides getting a quick lay. He saw it but so did her manager.

Everyone around her told her that she had to pretend not to know you. Being seen with a quirkless was mildly disapproved of but dating willingly was the biggest insult to modern society. The hero world expected her to do her duty and to bring children into this world who would best her capabilities. But if they found out that a quirkless had managed to breed and fuck her full of their cum, the hero world would implode in a mix of joy and disgust. You were no one and nothing in their world and because of that, you were not allowed to be recognized as her partner.

“You know why. Do you think I’m happy with this? I want to be able to go out with my boyfriend on cute dates and be able to kiss him without feeling shame.”

“So you are shamed of him?” Takeyama covered her face as she thought to herself.

She wasn’t ashamed of you, not at all….at least that was what she told herself to cope with the circumstances. She was raised in a society that valued quirks and the type of quirk you possessed. She was practically destined to be a hero the moment her quirk manifested and spent her time being praised for doing the bare minimum. When she got with you, she was looking for an adventure, something new and foreign to her. She loved the simplicity of your life yet how difficult it was for you. The way you navigated life without a quirk made her completely enamored with you which sold her in the idea of committing herself fully to you. You were the “it” she had been looking for and once she got you in her bedroom after a night of clubbing, she knew that no one other than you would be able to satisfy her.

Takeyama still remembered what her first time with you was like. You were gentle with her even as you noticed all of the scars and cuts that littered her body. You kissed her softly, your hands wandered over her body as your mouth made its way towards her breasts. You sucked on her nipples and played with them as she gasped. You relished her broken moans and made it your duty to take care of her in every way. Your fingers slowly plunged inside her and thrust at an even pace. She remembered arching her back and squirting all over your hand and face. She had never had someone touch her so softly and treat her like a princess. So when you finally had your sex inside her, when you finally had her pussy lips spread and wrapped around you, she couldn’t help but scream for you. You felt right, so, so right inside her. You made her realize that ambition of fame and adoration from nameless fans meant nothing if you weren’t by her side.

“I’m used to being around people who are like me. We don’t live in a place or time where having a quirkless partner is acceptable by most.” She wanted you with everything she had

“I love him. I want all of him and I want to spend the rest of my life with him.” Nishiya watched as the blond cried to herself. He would offer comfort but he also knew that by doing so he would be enabling her behavior and minimizing the seriousness of the situation. You both needed to talk and that was up to her to do.

Days went by and there was still nothing from you. She reached out, she even visited your apartment but you didn’t answer her. She spent most of her time going from work and then heading back home to cry over your absence. She couldn’t drink no matter how much she wanted to drown her feelings in alcohol and it sucked because the more she looked at the pictures she had hanging on her walls of the two of you, the more of an asshole she felt.

Takeyama was daydreaming of the date you were supposed to be on but was quickly snapped out of it once a package was shoved in front of her by Nishiya.

“What’s this?” She grabbed the small package and turned it around to see it was addressed to her.

“I have no idea but it’s for you.” Nishiya sighed before leaving the shared apartment.

Tired and battered after a long patrol, Takeyama took off her hero costume before heading to the bathroom to bathe, the package still in her hand. She made sure that the water was scolding hot before making herself comfortable in the bath. She relaxed and basked in the warm water and closed her eyes. She thought of what you would do if you were there to see her. Would you join her or would you sit beside the tub and massage shampoo into her hair? She opened her eyes and reached out for that package that she had placed on top of the toilet cover. She ripped the thing open, not caring that water splashed out onto the tiled floor.

“What?” It was a display hologram that contained a video. Confused, she opened the hologram and pressed play.

The scene on the holographic screen was of you cuddling with Mirko. You had your head leaned against her own and your legs were tangled together. It looked normal apart from your hand that had wandered into Mirko’s underwear. She was in a sheer white top with panties and your hand was clearly playing with her clit. Mirko gasped as you quickened your pace and leaned into you in search of a kiss. You reciprocated and kissed her passionately. Takeyama watched as you slipped your fingers inside Mirko’s cunt with tears in her eyes.

Mirko screamed your name, her body responds to your every touch.

“Y/n, please. Make me yours. Please!” The dark-skinned woman moaned. You didn’t answer her but you instead shoved your tongue into her mouth before getting on top of her. Your back faces the camera but by the way, you brought your hand up to your mouth, Takeyama assumed you cleaned up your fingers with your mouth.

You pulled yourself out of your pants and moved Mirkos panties to the side before slapping her sex. The white-haired woman let out a yelp before lifting her legs up and flushed against her before reaching down and spreading her pussy lips for you.

“Fuck me, Y/n. Breed me, baby.” You grabbed her by the throat and shoved your dick inside of her slicked cunt.

You snapped your hips hard, the sound of your balls hitting her ass resonated throughout the entire room and was difficult to ignore. You growled as Mirko moaned like a bitch in heat and begged for your babies. Takeyama watched as you slapped the rabbit hero’s tits and cunt before sucking on her nipples with vigor. Slick drooled out of here while cum coated your cock as you continue your relentless pound into her now puffy pussy.

“Yeah? You want this dick to breed you, slut? You want daddy to fuck this cunt full?” You slapped her across the face and let out a growl when she only managed to choke out half of your name.

“Answer, slut.” You spat.

“Y-yes! Plea-se!!!!” Mirko arched as you continued to pound into her.

You changed your positioning so that your thrust would go deeper and began to unexpectedly snap your hips to get her to yell. Mirko grabbed onto you, her legs now pressed flush against her by your hands, as she obeyed all of your orders. You told her not to cum until you thoroughly bred her pussy full and she happily obliged because she wanted to feel your warm seed inside her. She thought about having your babies before, cute little hybrids that were a mix of you and her that she would show off to the world. Cute babies that you could both build a nest with and raise together. Children who she could show off to Takeyama since the blond never publicly acknowledged you.

Mirko begged for permission. You told her to hold it because you were close. She nodded and clenched so that her walls hugged your length and she quickly felt the urge to squirt. The knot that formed in her stomach began to loosen but with a quick spank to her leg, she tensed up and caused you to cum. You snapped your hips before completely burying yourself inside her wet and puffy cunt. You rubbed her clit and slapped it which got her over the edge too. She squirted all over your pelvis and came on your cock before collapsing and shaking under you. You laid on top of her and turned the both of you over so that she laid on top. This position allowed Takeyama to see that you had bred Mirko, your cum oozed out of the muscular woman’s sex. Mirko’s legs twitched and her tail wagged as you gently rubbed her ass and spread her. You groaned out loud before chuckling. Mirko turned her head around and weakly spoke to the camera with a dick-drunk grin.

“He’s mine now, stupid bitch.” You spanked Mirko’s ass and told her to cut it out before bringing her down for a kiss which she happily reciprocated.

Takeyama dropped the hologram onto the tiled floor and made herself comfortable inside her tub. She was crying in pure humiliation and horror at what she watched but she also hated the burning feeling she felt below her waist. She had played with herself while she watched you fuck another woman and impregnate her. She continued to clean herself before solemnly making her way to her bedroom. She would spend the rest of the night crying over you and how much of an amazing father you will be to Mirko’s children.

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Mirko & Hawks

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asleep-in-the-keep-sideblog · 3 months

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Asleep In The Keep: A DP x BNHA fic

Summary: The Hero Commission hosts another meeting to discuss the Phantom threat

Word count: 4758

Chapter 24: Meeting: Exposition

Shouta was shaking, a bitter cold settled into his chest. He couldn't help Phantom. The boy was right there but it was as if he couldn’t reach him. Shouta was the same when he was his age. He always had difficulty with letting people in, and when he finally did, one of them died. He knows it wasn’t his fault, but even now the guilt hangs over him like a heavy blanket.

He doesn’t know what Phantom has been through. Whether he was truly All For One’s son (a theory that's looking to be even more true) or not, the boy had clearly been abused. It made sense that he would be distrustful. He might not have ever had someone show him any kindness.

Where was Shouta supposed to go from here?

Shouta sighed and his breath frosted, despite it being almost summer. Was he doing the right thing? He wanted to help the boy, and he truly believed that UA would be the best thing for him, but he felt wrong for being underhanded. Shouta barely knew him, but Phantom deserved better than that.

A part of Shouta took over, the part that he sinks into after a hard day and leaves him raw. He was so determined before. He swore he would drag Phantom to UA even if the kid kicked and screamed. He barely knows this kid and he already feels so strongly about him. But now? Phantom needed to be the one to make that choice, otherwise he would just be a prisoner again. Freedom means the most to people who just got it.

The question rattled in his brain again, where was Shouta supposed to go from here? Back to the café. Again and again, until Phantom made his choice. If he decides to be alone, he will help him to the best of his ability. It had to be Phantom’s choice.

However, now wasn’t the time for that. Shouta checked his watch, a quarter till 3pm, just enough time to get there. He walked the familiar street to the Hero Commission headquarters. Another emergency meeting was called after the fight from last night. The topic was kept under wraps of course, but it wasn’t hard to guess. Whispers on the street say they’ve been having meetings all day, officials walking in and out in hurried groups with tightly held briefcases.

Shouta had no idea what was in store for him, or why he was called. Since Shouta had been posing as more loyal to the Commission than UA, he was able to get pieces of information here and there. He was kept on a tight leash, of course, but it did serve rather useful. The fact he was included however means they must have been desperate.

He allowed his body to go into auto-pilot mode, recalling everything that happened in the last two hours. He turned over the conversation in his head, finding anything he could’ve done differently. He couldn’t get the boy's face out of his mind, how scared, no- how angry he looked. He might not be able to recall his features, but he remembers his eyes and how electric they felt. Shouta stopped in his steps, half tempted to go back. If he did go back, he wouldn’t know what he would be able to do. Phantom was almost a force of nature in himself, who knew how he’d react if Shouta did something wrong again. An image popped into his mind, it was him holding Phantom when he was as wild as a star. Shouta had a suspicion that it wasn’t the warmth that helped him.

Shouta was at the steps of the headquarters. Dozens of personal; heroes and suits alike, walked in and out frantically like ants with a job. Shouta looked down at his watch again; 5 minutes left. Shouta rubbed the bridge of his nose, already feeling the headache that would come from such events. After preparing himself, he walked in. It was rude to be late.

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Mirai Sasaki sat in the meeting room. It was last minute- the summons being sent out only a few hours ago. Mirai, unfortunately, had no idea what the topic was about as he had already used his quirk on Lemillion. He trusted Bubble-Girl and Centipeder to look after him, but that wasn’t always enough.

Mirai had kept him on a tight leash since the Phantom incident, not allowing him to go on patrol without someone present. Phantom. The vigilante, or perhaps villain, knew about him somehow, or at least his quirk. When he was first spotted with Fat Gum, he posed as Lemillion to get closer to the heroes. Whether it was to help or cause destruction was left to be determined.

Mirai could see both sides. Phantom could’ve been posing as a helpless kid, a distraction to get closer. He was following Fat Gum for a reason, and unfortunately he vanished before they knew why. However, if the villain were truly All For One’s son, like Gran Torino suspected, it would be logical to look for heroes to protect him, especially if he used the Nomu attack as a way to break out. Mirai also had to take into consideration that the “vigilante” had been witnessed saving people throughout the night, even All Might’s protege. But the fact he used Lemillion, Miro’s identity did not entice the hero to trust him.

Before the night blew out, Fat Gum had contacted him to check on his sidekick. At the time, Lemillion was also out in the city, keeping people safe and directing them along his patrol route. Mirai had no way of knowing if the boy was safe or not, and he had not used his quirk on him that day. At first, Mirai had feared the worst. He wasn’t able to get in contact with Lemillion and it certainly didn’t help matters when Gran Torino informed him of the possible villain spawn. If Phantom was truly All For One’s son, he could have found Miro and taken his quirk.

In the end that wasn’t the case, but that didn’t ease Mirai’s panic. There was a reason Phantom had chosen Lemillion. It couldn’t have just been based off their shared quirk since apparently, Phantom had an arsenal at his disposal. So why Lemillion? It was a question that haunted Mirai as he slept.

Mirai fiddled with his tie pin. It was a smiling All Might chibi that was closer to a pin from a game shop than one used for ties. Miro had gotten it for him a few months into his internship. He said it was a thank you for taking him in and giving him a chance. Of course, Mirai already had this one; it was one of the more basic and mass produced designs of All Might’s Silver Age. Still, he wore it like it was the only one in the world.

It was important to Mirai to do what makes you happy, laughter was one of the best ways for that. Taking Miro in, although started off as a way to help All Might, helped Mirai more in the end. It was strange, knowing when you’re going to die. You start to let go of the big things and focus on what’s in front of you. He felt a strange sense of peace in between the panic that everything he knows will be gone. He didn’t want to die. For the first time since All Might left, he was happy. He still wanted to see the world Miro would bring in and achieve his goal.

Mirai checked his watch again. It was one minute before the meeting was set to begin. He looked around the room trying to find a pattern to the gathering of heroes.

It was quite the menagerie. There were less than 5 of them in the room, but most were too highly ranked for this to be an ordinary meeting. A few seats were left empty, either that be by tidiness or leftovers was yet to be revealed.

Most of the heroes sat with bored expressions- Rag Doll, and Endeavor being the exception. Rag Doll always had a smile on, she must’ve taken inspiration from All Might, as many other heroes did. Endeavor however- Mirai doesn’t think the man would smile even at the birth of his child. He looked angry- angrier than usual. The room was filled with an intense heat and tension radiating from the man. It could be he knew what the meeting was about.

At precisely 3 PM, Eraserhead walked through the door and took a seat. That seemed to be the signal to get the meeting started. A woman with blue hair and tired eyes stood at the front. Another woman sat beside her with a notebook, clearly ready to take notes.

“Good afternoon.” her tone was even, monotone, “Thank you for joining us today, despite the late notice. I am Jin Makoto, and will be directing this meeting.” Mirai thinks he’s heard that name before. While being relatively new to the Hero Commission, she was able to get promoted quickly. Despite her accomplishments, she had a bit of a temper and got annoyed easily.

“I’m sure many of you are curious as to why you were called here today, that or you’re just waiting for confirmation,” she eyed pointedly Endeavor, “I’m sure all of you are aware of the growing threat of the vigilante group, ‘Phantom’. Just last night, they attacked 3 pro-heroes unprovoked, causing several broken limbs.”

None of the heroes looked shocked, already knowing about it through the Hero-Network. Hawks played with one of his feathers, running his finger back and forth, watching the fibers separate and reform.

“They weren’t as high as a priority before due to them being only vigilantes,” That was a lie and everyone knew it. The Commission has been trying to catch him since he first appeared. This whole speech was a flimsy front. “-But now that they’ve attacked, not only one but three heroes, they have revealed their true colors.”

“What does this have to do with us?” Mirko asked, sitting up straight.

“Isn’t that obvious?” Hawks quipped, “They think we can take them down.” he pointedly looked at Ms. Makoto.

Despite Hawks being the #4 hero, not much was known of the young man. He came out of nowhere and set up his own agency near instantly. He seemed to have an easy going personality and was approved by the public, smiling and laughing with fans. However, the way he spoke, it was like there was a hidden joke that people hadn’t got yet. Mirai supposed that was a part of his charm- the cool boy act with a secret past.

“Hey, you didn’t have to give lip, it was a genuine question.” Mirko rolled her eyes, not offended in the slightest. She crossed her arms playfully.

“Hawks is correct. You each possess a quirk that the Commission believes would be greatly useful to track and take down Phantom. We have been trying to track them down, but one of them seems to have some sort of ‘flight’ quirk, and they move with striking efficiency. Thanks in large part to the sacrifice of the heroes last night, we finally have their location honed down.”

Eraserhead caught Mirai’s eye. His cold and always bored face cracked for just a second, his eyebrows furrowing.

“If we know where they are, why can’t we take him down now!” Endeavor exploded, pounding his fist onto the table, his flames waving around his face erratically.

Endeavor slipped, but from looking over the room, no one noticed. It was a guarded secret that Phantom was not a group, but a single person. If the public, or even heroes knew the extent of his power, panic would set in and they would turn against each other (or more importantly, the Commission).

Ms. Makoto shot him a poorly disguised glare. “It’s not that simple.” She reached her hand down to the other woman, who handed her a manilla folder. “After their fight with one of the Nomu’s, the ice that was left there couldn’t be melted by either natural heat or antifreeze,” heads all snapped to Endeavor, who’s beard got patches of blue, “In the end, it had to be chiseled out and the road had to be fixed.”

If that was the boy’s only quirk, he would be a danger in itself. That was on par with the Himura family, Endeavor’s own in-laws. Mirai had been reading reports of the group's stints, and it was clear it wasn’t his only quirk. The vigilante was the most successful Nomu, one of those things almost took out All Might. A chill went up Mirai’s spine. He had no way of knowing what the boy was capable of until he could use his quirk on him.

“What’s that have to do with finding his location?” Eraserhead spoke up for the first time. There was no waiver or hesitancy to his voice, but Mirai sensed there was something else in it.

“I was getting to that-” Ms. Makoto gave him the same glare as she did Endeavor. “You see, after they were extracted, it was sent to the Commission’s labs. There it was discovered that the ice, despite its temperature, was closer to a crystal or element and was bioluminescent. The sample also radiated a unique signature that matched something in our archives. Using this, researchers were sent out to find any matches. They did.” She smiled like a cat. She stepped off to the side and a holographic map was pulled up.

“The first and weakest sample was found here,” she pointed to a section on the map and it zoomed in to show a large warehouse with a broken roof. “This is just outside Musutafu. Here, we found a small patch of the ice and traces of radiation. They matched.” Her smile got bigger. “The sample was small since we assume it's from before the Hosu Nomu attacks, possibly hours.” The map zoomed out and she scrolled quickly to a section of Hosu. “Here is where the ice was first collected and it has the second largest signature. There were also a few other key areas in Hosu like an alley.”

They waited for her to show the alley but she simply moved along with the presentation. “The trial resumes back in Musutafu. It took some time, but the biggest signature was found a few hours ago,” She zoomed in on a shack, smaller than the warehouse but no less run down. “More ice was found at this location, not just patches, but in the very walls. We also found a few nick-nacks suggesting that this is where they have been residing since Hosu.”

Heroes faces around the table were shocked. Eraserhead in particular looked pale, but he tried to school his expressions quickly. Hawks was the only one not affected by the information. Mirai wasn’t free from its influence. So much information was revealed just now. While radiation wasn’t uncommon with emitter or some mutant quirks, it wasn’t on the scope that it could be used to track down a specific person. Not just that, but it seemed that Phantom was constantly emitting this radiation or signature even when the quirks are not in use if it's in the foundation of his house.

“Is the radiation dangerous?” Mirai asked. Even if Phantom himself wasn’t a threat, his very existence could be.

“Only in large doses, which is nowhere near what we’ve been able to find. The most effect it had on subjects who were overexposed were increased appetite, emotional dysregulation and a short burst of quirk power, similar to drugs.

Mirai froze. He’s been investigating the yakuza organization, Shie Hassaikai, for the past few months. They deal mainly in quirk boosting drugs called triggers, and they have been getting more and more violent as of late.

“This brings me to the final location and largest sample,” she zoomed in on an alley. “As I said, we were able to narrow down the location thanks in part to the heroes of last night. This is the alleyway that they encountered Phantom and it has the largest signature. Unlike the others where researchers experienced no ill adverse effects of the radiation, when left to marinate in here for too long, they started reporting the previously explained symptoms. Heroes who came to the scene after the fight also reported similar symptoms, but not on the level of the researchers since they were there longer.”

Hawks let out a low whistle. Everyone turned to him, taken aback by his disrespect.

“Gotta say, the kids sure do have some quirks. ” His voice had a sing-song quality.

“Hawks, if you cannot be respectful during the meeting, you will be asked to leave.” There was an edge to her voice that went more than just the surface level threat.

“Whatever, whatever.” He put his hands up in mock surrender and leaned back into his chair.

“Tell me again, why does this means we can’t go after him?!” Endeavor once again boomed over the table.

“Because you need to understand what you’re up against. Phantom must be taken down quickly and quietly. Their array of quirks leave too much unpredictability, and we don’t know for certain if they’re working with the League of Villains.”

“I say we should give them a chance.”

“Hawks, I will not ask again.” Ms. Makoto rubbed the bridge of her nose.

“What, come on. They’re just kids, right? What harm can they do?” His body language was open and playful, like he was making a joke about an annoying teacher. “In fact, I think we should extend an invitation to become a hero. I’m sure the Commission would be able to benefit greatly from that. Just think of the approval ratings.” He closed one of his eyes and looked at Ms. Makoto. She looked ready to burst.

“You may leave the room, Hawks.” She pointed towards the door, but the other woman reached up to touch her hand. Ms. Makoto looked down at her, but the woman just shook her head. “Very well, Hawks, you can stay. Just don’t push your luck.”

“Sure.” He smirked.

Ms. Makoto breathed in deeply and counted to three before she started again. “Okay, back to the map,” She zoomed out of the map so you could see both cities. Red lines were drawn over it in seemingly random patterns. “This is the trail of the radiation. As you can see, it starts from Musutafu, then Hosu, then back to Musutafu.” Most of the lines were in Musutafu and seemed to be around a 20 mile radius. “We compared the locations of radiation and overlaid it with Phantom sightings,” A green line popped up and sat perfectly over the first. “They’re the same, confirming the link.”

The second woman reaches for a briefcase on the ground. With a few clicks it opens, and she turns it around revealing a blocky machine. It’s a little larger than a cell phone with a screen and knobs.

“This is what you will be using to find Phantom. The light goes to green when it reaches 0.8, meaning that he may have been there. It only works in a radius of 10 feet, so it will mainly be used to map out their behavior or routes. There is a margin of error of course. The thing seems to spike when around large clusters of mutant holders or places where quirks are used a lot. The researchers kept being led to UA for example.”

Everyone looked to Eraserhead to comment, but he just remained silent, seemingly hyper focused on the map.

Instead, Mirko spoke up, “Is there a reason it flashes at 0.8 rather than 0.1?”

“There is actually, aside from when Phantom is in the area, the radiation is naturally reoccurring.”

“Why not just have it set to 0.1 then…” she mumbled.

“This machine is very crude, but the researchers are working on the samples to create any devices that could be used more efficiently against Phantom. They also believe it will help with the Nomus, should they attack again.”

“You each will be given one, and should anything happen to it, you will be responsible,” The other woman grabbed more brief cases and slid them across the table to each hero.

“Also-based on this map, it’s clear that Phantom is sticking close to Musutafu. We believe they’re trying to find something. The Commission trusts me telling you this because we want you to find out what. That is the second priority to finding Phantom of course.”

“As we saw during the Nomu attacks and again last night, if you do encounter any member from Phantom, call back-up. If you see one, the others are around.”

“Why all the fuss? We’ve each taken down several gangs by ourselves, and not to be mean, but Mt. Lady’s quirk isn’t suited for their quirks, and isn’t Kamui Woods still green?”

“While it's not that we don’t trust your abilities, the group still has a lot of unknowns about it. We haven’t confirmed if they’re working with anybody yet.”

“If you really trusted my abilities, you wouldn’t take issue with me sorting out the problem myself,” Endeavor stood up, graphing the briefcase with force, “If any member from the League shows up, then I’ll call for back-up. Otherwise, I can take care of this pest myself.” He glared down at Ms. Makoto in challenge. She met his gaze and held it. She looked like a chihuahua staring down a much larger dog.

Endeavor walked out of the room, a final glare and door slam left behind him. There was nothing she was able to do. She sucked in a growl.

“I think this concludes the meeting.” Her face was tight with a forced smile, like she just bit into a lemon. She bowed and rushed out of the room. The woman beside her gently gathered up her stuff and bowed to the rest of the heroes, but followed after.

“Ha!” Hawks let out a laugh, “I guess it's true that you should never meet your heroes.”

“He’s such a man,” Mirko rolled her eyes and tsked. “Just because they took two Nomus down in the time for you to get one, doesn’t mean it’s an insult to your pride.”

“Do you really think that's it?” Rag Doll cocked her head, “I thought it seemed more personal than that.”

“Nah, the old man’s always been like that,” Hawks agreed, “A hot head who’s flames can’t compare. He might not have the best approval ratings, but the fact that he’s so highly ranked proves his skill. I think that's a good thing. Getting too caught up in approval can slow a hero down.”

“What, not like you? Is that what you’re trying to say.” Mirko teased, “Careful Icarus, if you get too close you’ll melt.”

“I can’t tell if you’re referring to my ego or Endeavor,” He laughed back. “Still, I think that would be good for heroes. Not getting caught up with public appearances or drama gives us some free time.”

“Is that why you’re rushing everywhere, to save time?” Mirai wasn’t sure if they were flirting or not.

“Of course,” He winked at her and she laughed and waved him off.

“I need to leave,” Eraserhead suddenly stood up and marched towards the door.

“Come on Eraserhead, stay” Mirko called him back, “If anything we could work out a game plan to get these fuckers. I know they’re kids, man, but they could get themselves or hurt.”

“I still think they should be allowed to become pro’s, or at least one of them. Imagine how popular they would be?”

“They’d give you a run for your spot, oh great #4 hero.”

Eraserhead didn’t listen to them and just left.

“What a buzz kill,” Hawks wined, “whatever, we can always work it out ourselves”

“I think it’s time I take my leave as well,” Mirai excused himself and bowed.

“Not you too. I was excited to talk to you. I bet you got some pretty good stories about All Might” There was that look in his eye again, and Mirai had to work to ignore it.

“Another time perhaps.” And he left. He heard them still talk behind the door.

“Parties over I guess. Hey, you wanna get something to eat? I know a good chicken place.”

“As long as you’re buying bird-brain.”

“Uhh, am I invited?”

Mirai didn’t stay to hear the rest of it, he had a plan to make. Firstly, now that he had one of his own trackers, he could find Phantom before either UA or the Commission. He could find out for himself if the boy could be trusted, and then decided the best outcome with his quirk. Doubt swirled in his head since he didn’t know if he would be damning the boy or the world with this plan. What if his quirk shows him that Phantom was evil, but it was only by looking that it caused it. He couldn’t let that sway him. In this case the risks were greater than the maybe. Only problem with that plan was that he didn’t have enough sidekicks to delegate to Musutafu, not that he would ever send Mirio close to Phantom.

He also had his own investigation to take care of, although he could see how Phantom could become important in that. If Shie Hassaikai were to find out about the boy’s radiation, they could harness it into a more powerful drug. That was wrong. Using a human to further quirk drugs, regardless of their possible alignment was immoral.

He also had All For One to consider. If he was truly the villain's son, there were two outcomes. Outcome 1, If Phantom truly escaped with the Nomu’s, the League were sure to be looking for him. That would result in a lot of fighting and even death. If UA got him, it would put their students at risk. Class 1-A had already fought them before and succeeded, but that wasn’t going to be a certain every time. However if Phantom were to be captured by the Commission, they would be able to handle the League, but Phantom would not be in a world of good. Mirai had heard rumors about how they train heroes.

Outcome 2, is that Phantom was still affiliated with the League and it was just an act. If he joined UA, he could be using it to get closer to All Might and take him out, resulting in the loss of many children as he escaped. If he were to be captured by the Commision, the least harm would come to anyone.

Then they’re was the less likely 3 outcome that Phantom has no relation to the League or All For One and is just a phenomenon in nature. That would result in an unpredictable outcome. He also had to consider what it was that Phantom was looking for. It could be something as benign as a lost pet to something as major as a weapon.

Based on these, supporting the Commission is the most logical stance. He just didn’t have the resources to pursue Phantom himself, and there were too many risks in trusting UA. Still, would Mirai be able to live with that decision if Phantom had truly escaped All For One? He would be handing the kid from one abuser to another. He had too. There was too much at stake.

A thought flashed into his mind. The work studies. They were on track to happen in a few weeks, that would give him time to get a few sidekicks and possibly seek out Phantom himself. No, that would just be putting more children in harm's way. Mirai could always set up a task force of his own through the hero network. He’s done so before with equally risky missions. The only problem then was that he wasn’t allowed to inform other heroes of what he knows, otherwise he could lose his hero license.

A decision was made. They can’t afford Phantom being on the loose in case something happens, whether that be the League or other villains find him. Mirai had to support the Commission to protect the most lives. If UA were to capture Phantom, Mirai would offer his services to see the repercussions.

He only hopes that's the right choice.

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