#samejima is a squishy boy

[aerialsquid]

Noodling Part IV: The Noodle Thickens

@rainbowmic when you called Samejima a ‘soft boy’ you were right, but not the way you expected.

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"I meant it with respect, I swear! I mean, I've studied you so much, and it's helped me get so much stronger with my Quirk, you've been such an inspiration--"

"One moment," interrupted Aizawa. "Exactly how does your Quirk work?"

Yagi shot Aizawa a thankful look as Samejima peeled himself away from his fanboy crying into Yagi’s bony forearm. 

"My Quirk is Bodysculpting. Look." Samejima pressed at his cheek with two fingers. The skin resisted for a moment, then gave in and allowed itself to be molded like firm clay. Further pressing allowed him to rearrange his face entirely, until All Might's face was staring back at Yagi from atop Samejima's shoulders.

Yagi blanched, but Samejima didn't seem to notice. "I can make any face I want," he continued, pressing now at his hair until it stood up into two proud golden spikes. "I can even make multiple faces! I just can't change my skin or hair color, and I can't make clothes. I've got a few rotating cam gigs these days but All Might commissioned pieces bring in some really good paychecks - this is the first time I've done an Eraserhead one, though."

The absolute glee on Samejima's face as he carefully massaged a portion of his arm into resembling Aizawa's face was unnerving, and Aizawa had seen a lot of messed-up Quirks in his time. This one wasn't harmful, or even particularly grotesque, just...that was his face grinning out of a fleshy ball on the end of someone's arm and nothing made that not messed up.

At least that explained how they'd gotten both Yagi and his own face in the same shot for some of the kisses - Samejima had literally been making out with his own hand during the close-ups, and the rest of the time only one face had been visible at once.

"So you need to be able to see something and intentionally copy it, right?" he said, trying to tear his gaze away from where Samejima was showing off the Aizawa-hand's facial expression range. It grinned, then stuck a flesh-colored tongue out at the pair of them, and Aizawa saw Yagi wince so hard his hair trembled.

"Right. I learned to imitate All Might from watching him on TV. I do a lot of research for the different personas I use, it actually takes a lot of practice." Samejima ran his hand down the length of his forearm and smoothed out the Aizawa-hand's face, delicately tugging on his fingers as if adjusting a glove until they were the right length again. Watching the process was unnerving, but looking away? Impossible. It was a trainwreck with his face on it.

"So you're experienced shaping yourself into All Might. How did you imitate me, then?"

"Ah! So Kuroda did the body doubling for the scenes from the back, but--"

"I mean, what did you watch to imitate me? I'm not on TV very much."

"Your press conference thing, the public apology"

"And for All Might's current body?"

"His retirement speech, but also some of the Kamino footage."

"So you intentionally looked up footage of the two of us during some of the worst, most demoralizing moments of our professional lives...and you used it to make porn. For personal profit."

Samejima's jaw worked.

"I...I suppose I didn't think about it…" The poor man's lip was quivering. He ran a hand down his face, fingers pressing into the skin to wear down the sharp edges of Yagi's features. His skin slowly began to fade back from All Might's chiseled bone structure into the softer, rounder shape they'd seen earlier.

"I am so sorry…"

Yagi, soft-heart that he was, reached out and set a gentle hand on Samejima's shoulder. "I understand you needed to make a living. But perhaps your 'All Most' can also retire, now that the real thing is stepping back?" he said soothingly.

"There must be someone else the cape-chaser community is getting off to," Aizawa added. "Go make yourself Endeavor's problem. Or Hawks. Or Endeavor. Actually, please do Endeavor." Because an angry, humiliated Endeavor would be a lot less charitable than Yagi and Aizawa considered that to be a 'whoever loses, I win' battle.

"Of course. Y-yes, All Might." Samejima stood up straighter, nearly saluting in his patriotic hero-loving adoration and fanboyishness. "Anything for you. Anything you want."

"Ah-"

"What we'd really like is the name of your buyer, Pornographer-sama."

"Right. Of course. Yeah, fuck them. I never wanted this to be blackmail, I just thought they thought you were cute." Samejima waved a hand to his partner, who turned back to the computer and started pulling up All Most's financial records. For someone who made such a trashy living, Kuroda kept remarkably precise records of exactly how much money was coming in thanks to impersonations of All Might's dick.

Toshi laughed bitterly. "This body? Cute? When they have my muscle form to look at instead? That seems unlikely, even for a fan. Or a fetishist."

Samejima gave Yagi a look that Aizawa struggled to categorize. Not pity, not rage, just narrowed eyes with a frown that seemed almost sad. "Yeah, dude," he said, slower. "Not everything's about the muscles. Lots of bodies are beautiful, and people like a pretty broad range of bodies. I think you have a good form either way."

"And not everyone prefers muscles," Aizawa put in. "Some people like slender limbs. And jawlines."

"There's slender and then there's a gangly scarecrow." Yagi gestured at his bony frame in its overlarge clothes. "I mean, look at me."

Aizawa took a step forward, lowering his voice until it was barely audible for Samejima and a harsh hiss for Yagi. "I do look at you," he said, every word firm and enunciated. "Frequently. What's your point, All Might?"

Yagi wet his lips, eyes flicking from the staring Samejima to the smaller man glowering up at him through tendrils of dark hair. "I…"

"Found it!" Kuroda called out, breaking the icy tension. Both men immediately took a step backwards to put plausible deniability between themselves. "I got the record of their deposit to our account. Guy actually used a credit card, I guess he didn't think about hiding his tracks."

"Is there a name on the card?" asked Aizawa, steadfastly refusing to break eye contact with Yagi.

"It's only giving me last name and then first initial, is that good enough?"

They gathered back around the screen, Yagi bending over the two shorter men like a curious stork.

Tsukuda, J was written neatly next to a string of Xes hiding all but the last four digits of the credit card number and the date of the payment to All Most's account. The amount transferred over was enough to have covered Aizawa's rent for a full month, but that wasn't the part that enraged him.

"Fuck," Aizawa muttered.

"Hm?"

"You weren't the blackmail target, Yagi," Aizawa muttered, as Yagi made confused noises. "I was. You were just...collateral damage."

He stood up straight, nearly knocking Samejima under his jaw with the top of his head. The two pornographers hung back as irritation rolled off Aizawa in waves.

Midnight having an affair would be irrelevant, Cementoss having one would be comedic, but the Symbol of Peace? No establishment would want to bear that shame, or the black mark of letting it be leaked out. If the school was run by the kind of people who were more concerned with their image than keeping good teachers, they'd have covered it up by firing the lowest-ranked person in the social hierarchy - it took two to have an affair, and you only had to fire one to break it up. It would protect All Might and the school while ruining Aizawa's career as a teacher.

"Who's Tsukuda?" asked Yagi, concerned. "A villain? A defeated foe?"

"Tsukuda Jeido was one of my students at UA a few years ago."

"So she's a hero?"

"No. I expelled her halfway through her second year." His fingers slid into the capture weapon around his neck and tightened into the folds of the fabric. "The usual story. High pressure parents, someone great at taking tests and terrible about handling the real world, a strong Quirk with a badly matched personality. I gave her every chance, but eventually expelling her seemed the kindest option." The capture weapon lifted and coiled around his fingers, ready for action.

"Looks like I still have a few lessons to teach her."

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