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youngcollectedtired · 3 months

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Me as a Hero | Hawks x Gen Z!Hero!OC

[Facing the Public]

So I came up with this idea or concept that I really want to just have fun with. It's me as a hero but also as gen z and this series will more than likely include just different things, I think would be funny or interesting to explore in the MHA world. Season 6 really opened a lot up for some of these ideas so I'm really excited to see where this series takes me. For now, I've tried writing this with head cannons, but it is not an x reader until I can get my format together. This is going to be very unserious and kind of a word vomit, but I think it's a cool idea so yeah. I'm mainly using this as an excuse to write small ideas into a short story to get me back into writing :))

Hope you enjoy :))

Character Info

Hero Name: Atlas

Quirk: Atlas Moth

Physique: Chubby, 5'5

I personally pictured her as black/mixed. So do with that what you will.

Little background: Atlas became a hero very young. She graduated high school (UA) early due to the hero commission. Her moth wings give her flight, durability, and silk weapons that stem from her wings. As part moth she is naturally chubby due to her quirk Atlas Moth taking after the largest moth in the world. She faces daily criticism but does her best to ignore it. She met Hawks shortly after graduation and because of the similarity in their quirks they teamed up often and now work alongside one another as partners. She works at UA part time and is close with Class 1a. There will be very brief mentions of season 6 (not in great detail) just if you've seen season 6 you'll know what I'm talking about.

We find Hawks and Atlas after saving daycare students from a villain, but they were unable to prevent the substantial damage that was done to the school and the surrounding buildings.

A group of kids had walked by thanking Hawks and I profusely for everything we had done. I turned to Hawks and was not surprised to find him already looking at me.

"What?" He asked.

I just gently smiled, "that's why we do what we do. For them, for us." And a smile also reached his face.

Because of the work we'd both done I knew there was quite a bit of media coverage. A reporter in fact had walked over to us both, a mic in hand and a camera following.

Keigo grabbed my hand, and I knew exactly why.

The reporter seemed nice enough, giving a quick hello before starting with: “So Ms. Atlas civilians are confused about your original mission statement that you made when you first became a hero at 17. 'You promised us we’d be safe however the damage you’ve left behind shows otherwise.' Some people say. What do you have to say in regard to that?”

Hawks gripped my hand tighter, and I looked at him for the corner of my eye. He was shaking his head.

I know what he’s thinking. And I’m not going to listen :))))

Atlas: Well I’d say, “are you a hero?"

Reporter: Excuse me?

Atlas: Are you any of your critics out there heroes?

Reporter: I’m not sure I take your meaning.

Atlas: Well let me spell it out for you. A lot of you civilians have a lot to say about how a heroes job should be done but I don’t see any of you out here. Did you go to hero school?

Reporter: *Shocked and Silenced*

Atlas: Do you see this *points to fresh scars* or this *points to hawks fresh scars* if you can’t see it or just refuse to its blood. Blood, we spilled trying to protect all of you. Which should tell you SURPRISE we’re not perfect.

Hawks: Okay thank you so much, we gotta go Atlas, you know more bad people to put away.

Atlas: Wait wait I’m not done one more thing.

Hawks: are you gonna be nice?

Atlas: of courseeeee

Hawks: *rolls his eyes because how much worse could it get*

Atlas: Everyday you look at a hero and you think we’re more than you and that we’re better. But we’re human just like you, which means we’re all equals, and I can still beat your as-

Hawks: OKAY time to go. Thanks for the interview *grabs my hood and drags me away* We have got to work on your publicity!

Atlas: *screaming one more time* and if I hear one more person say something about my boy DEKU OR CLASS 1A ITS ON SIGHT!!!

Reporter: okay uh back to you at the station.

Later at UA

Class 1a was spread out in there dorm common room around Hawks and I. We'd brought treats for them as usual. They knew me both as Hawk's hero partner and there HR instructor (ironically).

Kirishima: I know we’re supposed to respect the public and all that because that's what you taught us but WOW ATLAS THAT WAS SO MANLY

Aizawa: I should be scolding you but I can’t lie. I’m proud of you.

Bakugo: Heh them idiots had it coming!

Atlas: See hawks it wasn’t all that bad

Hawks: Atlas, you told the civilians that you can still beat them up and you told them they could catch your hands?? What part of what I just said is not THAT bad?

Midoriya: Thanks Ms. Atlas but you didn’t have to ruin your reputation for me.

Atlas: Don’t worry Izuku I’ve just been waiting for the right time to speak my mind. Besides you shouldn’t have to take all there crap. You’re doing your best and that’s all that matters. All of you. Just because they’re the people you’re meant to save doesn’t give them the right to talk bad about you. Any one of you could have become villains and then they’d really have something to say but you didn’t. All of you choose the high road. For whatever reason.

The class soaked in your words.

Atlas: Now me personally you know being a chubby hero with a cute quirk I’m already publicly criticized so I could care less what the public thinks of me. But you know that’s just me. Each of you will have to decide how much of the public life you’ll let dictate how you live your life. But that’s your decision and yours alone. Okay now I’m off my soap opera.

Hawks: Don’t worry. It was a pretty cute one watching you get all passionate.

Atlas: Shut up Keigo

Girls of class 1a: aweeee

Hawks and I finished the night as we usually did, me in the kitchen cooking dinner for everyone with Sato and Momo. And Hawks losing a game of uno.

I won't even lie to you I've been wanting a way to voice my frustrations with the civilians from season 6. In all movies and shows I've always personally disliked the civilian's reactions when the hero makes a mistake (examples; transformers dark of the moon, Captain America civil war, Batman Vs. Superman). While it is realistic it still pisses me off.

Anyways that was super fun. I'm excited for other ideas I have. Next one will more than likely be x reader because it just flows better that way.

Thanks for reading my ideas byeeeee :)))

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youngcollectedtired · 3 months

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Just finished mha season 6. And yes I’m behind okay. Like leave me alone.

Just have a few things to say uhhh

I couldn’t be a hero. Cause someone in public would come up to me and call me a false hero and I’d slap the ever loving crap out of them. Anyone would say something about Deku and it would be overrrr. Don’t play with me.

Ochago is THAT girl. That is all.

Bakugo’s apology????

Dabi is bat crazy. And idk I find it hilarious.

Twice did not deserve his end.

Class 1a has come so far. It’s unreal??? I’ve read so many reaction short stories and books and I love them so much because just imagine season 1 class 1a seeing themselves in season 6???

I used to have a crush on hawks just based on looks when I started season 1. And then I lost interest when I didn’t see him for like 3 seasons?? But I’m in love. I was a shigaraki girly. And let me just say. He did his thing. He did his thug thizzle (His voice change in season 5 ruined my lifeeee) But idk hawks???? Is just so boyfriend???? And baby hawks>>>>>

And I feel like season 6 is FanFiction or something because that entire season gave me everything I wanted to explore in an mha world. An assassin who worked for the hero commission??? Check. Deku as a vigilante??? Check. Shigaraki having a power increase??? Check. Tartarus having a prison break and all the villains getting loose??? Check. The list goes onnnn.

And did I look back at my old FanFiction seven though I’m an adult who no longer has the time to write??? Yes. Did I start writing a prologue to a book I’ll never finish?? Nooooo what are you talking about? Have faith in me. (Yeah… I did)

Yeah for now that’s all I got. I’m sure I have more thoughts but I’m tired rn.

#mha #mha season 6#bnha deku #bnha hawks #class 1a #bnha spoilers #bnha #my hero academia #my hero acedamia #bakugou katsuki #ochako uraraka #shigaraki tomura #mha dabi

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youngcollectedtired · 8 months

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Hi. miguel is absoLUTELY Spider-Man. He had a whole comic series called Spider-Man 2099. He was the first Non Peter Parker Spider-Man. Anything you see about him not being Spider-Man is incorrect.

Okay I guess what I saw was him not being Peter Parker but still considered Spider-Man.

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youngcollectedtired · 8 months

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!!!Across the spiderverse spoilers!!!

Okay I just watched the movie at home. I got to see it 4 times in theater and hopefully everyone’s seen it now. I’m just curious about everyone else’s theories. I’ve seen a lot of different good ones.

I’m mainly curious about what everyone thinks about Miguel, is he telling the truth? Who’s gonna die in the next movie? Any theories for how the next movies plot is gonna go? Any plot twists? Extra side points I could have missed to give me a hint in the movie.

I’m gonna just give a small rundown of what I think.

I don’t think any of the spiders are gonna die just for the simple fact that they’re not mentoring anyone or anything so if they do die (Gwen, hobie, pav, the whole band basically) who’s gonna replace them.

I do think Miguel has to die. He’s too far gone. Like he’s done some crazy stuff mannnn. How is he gonna go back to being good friendly neighborhood Spider-Man with not only a body count (I know Spider-Man’s killed before but mannnn he got like 100+ people on that list) but also morals that just won’t fit who he is anymore. Also side note: I know a little bout his background. How he’s not technically a Spider-Man and all that about alchemax but I never read the comics or played the video games myself.

I’m curious if he’s gonna die like realizing he was wrong or will he just die. Like maybe he’s killed protecting miles and he’s like “I’m sorry I was wrong” and then he dies. (I don’t want him to die because I love him and he deserves some chances but also like come on now)

I can’t wrap my head around Miguel being right as far as the multiverse goes. I feel like he’s partly right but something isn’t adding up. Miguel has to be getting his information from somewhere. And why would marvel admit to a multiverse with rules about innocent people who have to die because the story says so. While having Spider-Man the literal hero whos morals rest on being the friendly neighborhood hero and who helps the little guy at the center of this multiverse story. And we know Spider-Man isn’t just gonna let his people die right. SO LIKE WHATS THE PLAN???

I also know and agree with earth 42 miles being the prowler but not a bad guy. (I think they confirmed that) and this reminds of the fact that Miguel at one point said that there’s a world out there without a Spider-Man to save them but earth 42 miles did what he needed to do. He took care of his own okayyyy.

Also can we just talk about the fact that they’re admitting a spiderverse exists which admits to the Spider-Man heroes that they’re just stories. Which also just again points to the fact that we exist. Like is marvel ready for the heroes hypothetically to start asking “why does my life have to go this way?”

To top it all off. The third movie has at least three plots. First miles has to get away from or convince earth 42 miles to help him. Gwen and the others have to find miles. Then they gotta deal with Miguel in the mean time. And then also deal with spot. And figure out the truth behind the anomalies. That’s a lot of to do’s on the list.

With all of this in MY MIND IS BREAKING THINKING OF THESE POSSIBILITIES.

Anyways what are your thoughts? I hope I made sense. 🫡

#spiderverse 2 #spider man: across the spider verse #across the spider verse spoilers #across the spiderverse #prowler miles #miles morales #hobie brown #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderman #miguel spiderverse #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderman #into the spider verse #spiderverse spoilers #spider gwen #spider man 2099 #spider man atsv #spider man across the spiderverse spoilers #spider man

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youngcollectedtired · 1 year

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Something that’s definitely talked about a lot is being bigger sized. But growing up I didn’t see a lot of dark skinned women on media so unfortunately I hated being black. And I also happen to live in a southern area where everyone’s type is skinny and white. So I didn’t get any attention which technically I don’t need to know I’m good enough or pretty because of boys attention. But sometimes it’s nice right?

And then when I was 11 I was diagnosed with a chronic illness. Taking steroids and infusion medication which made me gain more weight. So there’s just something about being curvy, black, and chronically ill that as I get older now at 20 I wonder if I’ll ever get over that. I love fashion, buying clothes and actually wearing things that fit me. And seeing all these beautiful girls and they’re amazing outfits on social media really makes me happy. But every now and then I’m reminded by how lonely I am. Because even just at 20 it seems everyone around me is dating and or married. It has had some kind of relationship or situationship.

So I’m just saying all of that to say that I’m better than I was. I’m comfortable in my skin and I love my style. But some days I’m reminded of how lonely I am. Even at work my coworkers talk so happily about they’re husbands and boyfriends and how easy it is to be happy. And it feels like a slap to the face every time.

How badly I want someone. Someone to make me smile and laugh. Someone I can be unashamed with. Someone who brings me any flower even wild flowers because they know I just love flowers. Someone I can make lunch for and surprise on my days off. Someone who will surprise me with the best place to watch the stars because they know every time I get home late enough I take a moment to look at the night sky. Someone that will hold me when we argue to remind me that he doesn’t hate me. That it’s okay because I know it’ll never be perfect.

I just really feel like I got the bitter end of the deal sometimes. And now I have to start infusions again and who’s going to want to spend the rest of there life with a constantly sick girl. If they didn’t try to get close to me before they definitely won’t now.

Anyone relate?

#thoughts #plus-size #midsize #curvy size #curvy #sad thoughts #thinking out loud #feeling insecure #lupus warrior #lupuslife #living with lupus #chronic illness #systemic lupus erythematosus #why am i so insecure #insecure #seriously though #my thoughts

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youngcollectedtired · 1 year

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one of things I’ve learned that I wish my younger self knew is that being cool is overrated. and not in the way like “just be yourself that’s good enough” no.

we want to be cool because of how society treats cool people. and maybe because of how we treat cool people. but I’ve noticed that societies view of cool changes. everyday something is uncool. everyday something becomes cool. between music, style, movies, books, everything and everyone has a standard for cool. i tried for a LONG time to look cool. act cool. feel cool. i put so much time in effort into trying to fit in. and now looking back i just wish someone told me. being cool today is not the same as it was a year ago. so why bother trying to be “cool” when you have to keep changing to fit the rules of cool?

and I say all of that to say I think being cool is being happy. i think being cool is having fun. i think being cool is feeling good. i think being cool is being who you wished you were (or would become) when you were young. because all that matters about being cool is being yourself. so maybe it is in the way that being yourself is cool.

i say all of that and believe all that BUT acting on that is hard. some days I’m so happy just being me. and some days I wanna fit in again. so take it easy. don’t push yourself to be yourself and don’t push yourself to fit in cool standards.

You are cool because you’re you.

#thoughts #society #random rant #just ranting #random ramblings #small rant #thinking out loud

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youngcollectedtired · 1 year

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Let me preface this by saying I just saw black panther 2 the Monday after thanksgiving. Usually we see all marvel movies opening night but I didn’t have the money to take my sister and our friend so we waited. I watched the trailers, thought I knew what was happening. I had heard that the villain was hot but from the trailers I don’t remember finding anyone super hot. So let me tell you what a surprise it was for me to walk in unprepared.

I’m only gonna say this ONCE. The power Namor has over me and my obsessions is ridiculous. First of all I should be stronger than this and second of all I am NOT apparently NOT stronger than this. Never before has the fluff tag had me in a chokehold UNTIL THIS MAN resurfaced from the water. Have I written any stories? What noooo (yes I have I’ve written four already) and you know what I’m not even mad.

Namor is the most beautiful hunk I’ve seen in my entire life and I am dying for more fluff. More tropes. More x readers more text post memes. I want more of him on my timeline in my LIFE. On a side note the water queen by tacotime on archive of our own has me also in a choke hold. It’s Shuri and Namor and typically I don’t read fanfics like that with preexisting characters as the main characters (because I’m selfish and I wanna imagine myself in the story) but IT IS THE MOST BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN STORY IVE READ IN A LONG TIME. And I’m from the era of 2016 WATTPAD where in the marvel stories Clint hid in the vents and Thor would fight anyone for the last pop tart. Which in my opinion is the best era of fanfiction. So when I say run to archive of our own I MEAN RUN.

Anyways uh black panther was like 10/10 totally recommend great movie. And other than Namor who totally ruined me I love how we unpacked apart of Shuri I didn’t know I needed. Beautifully done.

#black panther #black panther wakanda forever #wakanda forever #namor #black panther shuri #black panther namor #namor fluff #marvel #mcu #namor marvel #black panther 2 #wakanda

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youngcollectedtired · 2 years

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Southern United States. Snow White with the red hair 😚 second favorite to this day

That post about death note being "everyone's first anime" (untrue statement) made me curious and now I want to gather data for science

Can you reblog this and tell me where are you from and what was your starter anime?

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youngcollectedtired · 2 years

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"There's no way y/n is your girlfriend!" Eddie Munson x reader

!!Stranger Things Season 4 Part 2 Spoilers. Read at your own risk!!

Summary: 1986 was Eddie's year. Eddie Munson graduated on May 8th of 1986. Max never fell asleep and Eleven discovered her strength without Mike's help. The world is free of Vecna and dark secrets. Hawkin's Indiana is joined again by the Byers. And the town is cleansed of its darkness. Still, Eddie is labeled a liar as Lucas denies the fact that Eddie has a girlfriend. However, he especially doesn't believe it when Eddie claims he's dating you. His ex-babysitter plus medical records clerk who loves butterflies, lavender flowers, and stuffed crust pizza. The one girl in Hawkin's who's never touched a weed blunt in her entire life.

Warnings? None. Except for Eddie's beautiful eyes.

Pairings: Eddie

Notes: lowkey forgot nancy and robin exist in this one. sorry guyssss

No one believed Eddie. Eddie didn’t exactly have the truthful kind of reputation. The entire town still believed he was in fact a murderer.

It was only because of hopper and his girlfriend y/n that he was free.

But now. Here he was again. Being titled a liar.

“I’m just saying man,” Lucas waved his hands, “there’s no way y/n is your girlfriend! She’s like preppy and all 'i care about everyone' and you’re not. Her favorite animal is a butterfly!” Lucas snickered.

From beside him, Max shoved his side, “What!” He asked causing her to glare at him, “sorry babe I mean come on… look at her.”

He wasn’t exactly wrong. The picture of you and Eddie was undeniable but it looked staged. It was from graduation a few months ago. 7 months to be exact.

You were holding both of your hats in one hand, his hands holding both of your diplomas. To Eddie you looked downright gorgeous wearing a fitted cream and rose covered dress with ruffles that flared at your knees.

Your navy gown covered the top of the dress but the straps were think and ruffled too.

You leaned over your lips barely touching his cheek as you grinned wildly. From this angel you looked up your eyes content with staring at the corner of his eyes.

Eddie kept this picture in his wallet. It was the only one he bothered keeping knowing how much you loved pictures. You kept almost all of the pictures you guys had together and he didn’t mind. He knew it was your way of remembering.

“Come on man, she’s obviously real, don’t hate on Eddie now,” Dustin rolled his eyes attempting to back Eddie up.

Dustin turned to apologize to Eddie only to see him grinning.

Even Steve was confused. “Bro, you good?” Steve questioned causing Eddie to chuckle.

“Oh man you guys are gonna be begging for my forgiveness,” he slowly stands with a stretch.

“What? Why?” Mike questions from the booth behind the group. El was seated in front of him eagerly sipping on her vanilla shake.

Eddie fully stood now grabbing the grocery bag with the diners logo printed on it, “why do you think I didn’t eat with you hooligans? I’m bringing y/n lunch. It was just gonna be us so why don’t you come along?” He offered.

The curiosity on there faces was humorous. Without waiting on a response he began making his way towards the door.

Lucas stood up quickly, causing Dustin to turn to him, “I thought you said you didn’t believe, him?” He stated.

Causing Lucas to chuckle, “I don’t but I do wanna see Eddie embarrass himself,” he left the booth with Max behind him.

“You just don’t believe Eddie because you won’t admit Eddie is good at flirting,” Max slipped out taking the lead in front of Lucas.

Lucas scoffed while holding the door open, “He’s not that good at flirting,” and the two of them left.

The others realizing the time was short followed them too, Mike shaking his head, “There’s no way Eddie ended up with her. He deserves better,” he snickered holding El’s hand.

Steve rolled his eyes, “And so does el,” he whispered causing Will to chuckle. Having heard the older boy.

Everyone exited the diner.

Eddie walked down the street eager to see you. He knew he was coming a little early but he wanted to watch you work too. He was thankful the diner was only a few blocks away.

The building titled Family Clinic made Eddie stop. He entered the building Lucas caught up enough to hold the door for the others.

The lobby was spread out. On one end were windows covered in shades. On the other end was a glass sitting on top of a desk. On either side of the desk were two doors where the nurses normally called out for patients.

On one side of the front desk, a couple exited the clinic. They waved at you as you threw over your shoulder, “Have a good one,” with a wave.

Eddie didn’t bother to announce his presence just yet. The receptionist waved at him but said nothing knowing what he liked to do.

He nodded a greeting to the older woman and took a seat in his favorite chair you perfectly seated in his view.

“That means nothing,” Lucas scoffed as he sat next to Eddie.

Eddie didn’t even bother to reply. His eyes only on you.

Your morning was long. So long in fact that you asked off for the afternoon. You worked hard, your title as the Front Desk Coordinator giving you access to all kinds of duties. But you didn’t mind. You learned a lot. And you were thankful for the opportunity you received after your freshmen year in high school. A friend of your father's needed help so at 15 you started working.

Your mother and father divorced when you were 14. You’d seen it coming a mile away. With your father’s desperation for respect and order and your mother's anxious and loud personality, it was a miracle to you that they stayed together so long. Your mom moved to Mississippi with a teaching position. And your father finished raising you both in Hawkins. You could tell he was adamant for more and he was meant for more.

So you and your sister stayed in Hawkins when your father moved to New York for a job opportunity. You were old enough and eager to make decisions. So you remained in Hawkins with Eddie. Your sister loved her home and her friends. So with the promise to visit her father twice a year, she stayed with you. Your mother visited when you moved into your new place for a week. She had yet to meet Eddie but was eager to meet him the next time she visited. Which you hoped was soon.

Your hard working skills were the only reason they allowed you freedom. You worked hard. And they trusted that. But you were also a family friend. Which made it ten times easier to trust you.

In front of you was a stack of sealed envelopes. The patients from the year before who needed their yearly appointments were about to get a letter with the date and time of appointment.

You’d called almost everyone on your list to verbally give the appointment to as many as you could.

There were two patients left. But you decided to quit. Knowing they’d get a letter anyways. The clock turned from 12:59 to 1:00 and you stood up. You we’re thankful it was Thursday your last workday of the week.

You stood up, “Alright miss Jackson I’m gonna go. I’ll see you Monday.”

She responded, “Have a good weekend."

You didn’t bring much, so you fixed up your paperwork. It sat neatly on your shelves. You then set the envelopes in the basket, grabbed your purse, and exited the front desk door.

You sighed holding back a yawn as you recognized what you thought to be patients. However a familiar leather jacket caught your eye.

Eddie stood up just as you recognized him.

The biggest smile the others have ever seen stretched across your face as you ran towards him.

“Eddie!!” You exclaimed your heart pumping as you embraced him. The familiar smell of peppermint filled your nose as you inhaled his scent.

He chuckled, lifting you up into a hug, “hey baby,” he responded his face falling into the space of your neck.

You sighed. The stress of the day washing away. As he set you down you took a moment to admire him. His skin was soft under your hands, you held his face between your fingertips your eyes gazing into his brown ones. His cheeks moved under your hands giggling at your attention.

He shyly looked down away from your gaze as you softly smiled content in this moment.

Someone cleared there throat from behind you, “I finished that paperwork for, oh-,” Dr. Jones stopped himself at seeing you both.

Since graduation Eddie hadn’t changed very much. Dr Jones knew of your relationship with the town 'freak' but never considered it his business.

Now though. Seeing how lovingly Eddie held onto you. How even though Eddie wasn’t looking into your eyes he was still looking at you. With nothing but heart eyes.

Dr Jones grinned. He knew his friend Samuel your father didn’t like Eddie at first glance. But seeing how well he took care of you and how happy you were to see him probably fixed that right up.

You turned to face your boss, your hands dropping to tug on Eddie’s as you stepped forward, “yes sir?” You asked gripping Eddie’s right hand tighter behind you.

He squeezed to let you know he was still there.

Dr bones shook his head, “I was just gonna say I signed your paperwork. It’ll be on your desk when you return Monday, hi Eddie,” he waved to your boyfriend.

Eddie tilted his head in acknowledgment, “Hello Dr. Jones. Good to see you,” he waved with his free hand.

You smiled the interaction enough to make you warm, “I’ll open Monday morning just so I can fax those for you,” you stated causing him to nod.

“I’d stop you, but you’d do it anyways,” he called out as he stepped back into the office.

Now the foyer was empty. Save for the others.

“Hey guys,” you smiled waving at the kids and Steve and Jonathan, now you turned to Eddie pulling him towards the door for outside, “come on I’m hungry.”

Dustin snickered, causing Lucas to lick his lips his mouth dry from keeping it open, “that doesn’t mean anything! He could be paying her,” he defended himself before racing after the couple.

Steve shook his head, “he’s gonna be even more embarrassed once he realizes how obviously they’re in love,” he rubbed the area between his eyebrows a tired look in his eyes.

Max laughed, “more fun for me,” before following her boyfriend.

El paused confusion on her face, “Why is it hard for him to see? They’ve been dating for two years now,” she followed slowly after Mike.

Mike paused, “Wait. What?” He turned slowly to face her.

El nodded, “Y/n had dad run a background check on him when he asked her out and then she also helped to free Eddie from the charges against him,” she stated nonchalantly as she passed Mike.

Steve and Jonathan knew what she meant, and Dustin already knew the story. He’d been third wheeling you guys since he was a freshman. He never hated it. In fact, he loved to see you and Eddie happy and even invited himself on many of your dates.

Eddie never tried keeping you a secret. And you never tried keeping him a secret. The dynamics in your relationship just allowed that to happen. You weren't very big on PDA. You had your different interests in high school and with the world falling apart in '85 there were plenty of opportunities for you both to be distracted. Dustin also knew your relationship was intimate for a reason which is why he and the others decided to allow you guys peace. They didn't talk about your relationship outside of those who knew.

You and Eddie were grateful they didn't.

Lucas was walking fast beside Eddie. You were leaned into his right side your fingers clasped together.

“No because this doesn’t make sense! You guys were never making out in the hallways we never saw you guys together!! And first of all why does Eddie only have one picture of you??” Lucas spoke rapidly attempting to make sense of the situation.

You could only find this funny. Your box braids fell over your shoulder as Lucas finally whispered, “and how did I not know Eddie liked chocolate??” It seemed as if his entire life was falling apart with that last question.

You choked on your spit, the laughter falling from your lips causing you to stop walking. Your stomach hurt as you leaned forward, wheezing with laughter.

Eddie was embarrassed. “Dude come on, I liked all ladies!” He attempted to assure, “but y/n is the one for me,” he added as you attempted to pull yourself together.

“HAHA LUCAS you should have seen your face,” you couldn’t catch your breathe, “please!! It was so… so so funny. It looks like you don’t know what’s right and wrong or what’s black and white anymore,” You choked as you fell to a crouch holding your stomach.

Now Lucas was embarrassed. “Can you blame me?? The guy I looked up to for at least the first few months of highschool has secretly been dating my old babysitter. I mean come on it’s like I’ve been lied to!! I didn’t even know Eddie was your type,” he whined at the end defending himself.

Eddie snorted at that. “Don’t worry Sinclair I wasn’t. You can imagine my surprise when I got a letter in the mail saying someone was looking into my back ground history,” Eddie slung his hand around you now as you stood.

You shrugged, “Can you blame me? The only thing I knew about you was that you sold drugs to students. But babe you know I already admired you,” you added as leaned back into his side.

Lucas was even more confused. “Wait if he wasn’t your type…. Why did you admire him?” He asked putting the pieces together. The others had joined them also eager to hear the story.

Eddie turned you wondering what you would say.

You stared at him as you spoke, “two things. First, he was so passionate and straightforward about who he was,” Eddie smiled at you, “He didn’t dare change to fit into society's idea of a man. And when he was threatened by others he continued being himself without harming or putting others at risk,” you looked down as if remembering something. You looked back up, catching his eyes that were now concerned, “and second his eyes. They were the most beautiful, soft, and life-filled eyes I’ve seen in my entire life. I knew there was nothing dangerous behind those eyes even before I did that background check. I just did that so my dad wouldn’t second guess me,” you cleared your throat. Your dad had a habit of pulling the 'I'm best friends with the police chief' card at any boy who could inconvenience you.

Eddie leaned forward his arms wrapping around you as he hugged you.

He pulled back your body turning to face the others as he pulled you close again tucking you into him.

The others minus Mike were staring at you both in awe. (mike what an ahole) It was as if they’d seen real love. For the first time. And they had.

Eddie smiled, “That was nothing. You should see the letters she writes me, I never knew someone could be so beautiful in words,” he leaned closer to you whispering the last bit as he kissed your cheek.

Your cheeks burned. They were warm to the touch. And the others could even see your skin shift to a soft pink your cheeks and nose darkening at their gazes.

Max sighed, “Wow.”

Lucas shook his head, “Wait. How did you get the police to let you see his records? I didn’t even know civilians could run background checks,” he looked between the both of you now.

Jonathan sighed, “Hopper did it for her, Lucas.” He was bored of the back and forth, a part of him wondering why you didn't just explain everything from the top. Including your role in the fight.

Lucas was even more confused. Ever since you stopped babysitting them when they turned 14 he’d stopped keeping up with you. He realized now that was mostly his fault as Dustin had easily kept up with you.

The eyes moved from Jonathan to you waiting on an explanation.

You sighed, “You see when I was a kid I wanted to be a detective. Hopper and my dad were friends so Hopper would let me solve cases that were already solved with the evidence they started off with. Since we didn’t have too many cases in our town he let me branch into other cases in other towns. I got really good and before I knew it I was ten and eleven figuring out the cases before the officers did," you smiled fondly at the memory, "When I became a freshman my uncle needed my help with the clinic he owns so I quit my dream to become a medical records clerk. So I started working there when I was about 15. Because hopper and I worked together when I was younger I built a connection and voila any guy I was interested in whether I liked it or not had a background check run on them. So when I was old enough to date I decided to go ahead and do it on my own.” You sucked in a breath long-winded.

Max’s eyes widened, “woah. That’s so cool. I thought you could only have one career,” she mumbled in thought.

You shook your head, “some people think that way, but I think you have enough time to try it all,” you finished with a smile.

Mike spoke up next, “So wait El says you got Eddie’s charges dropped how’d that happen?” He asked now.

No one really knew what made the charges drop. Not even Eddie. All the town knew was that Eddie wasn’t guilty.

Only you and Hopper carried the truth on your shoulders.

You didn’t feel comfortable answering that question in public, “why don’t you guys come by Eddie and I place tonight for dinner?” You asked holding the basket closely in your hands. The envelopes shifted with the weight reminding you that you needed to take them to the post office.

“WAIT. YOU and EDDIE LIVE TOGETHER??”

Lucas was clearly distraught.

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youngcollectedtired · 2 years

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okay. since xmen and stranger things are lowkey similar and in the same decade.... why is no one writing about it. like I'm just saying wouldn't it be cool to have Charles Xavier input on this fight. or imagine El meeting Peter maximoff. i'm just saying. not all crossovers can be done right but some of them can be. in fact where are all the stranger things crossovers. like even just for fun my dudes.

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things x you #xmen #x men days of future past #x men dark phoenix #el is strong #eleven hopper #el jane hopper #jean grey #mutants #stranger things fanart #stranger things idea

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youngcollectedtired · 2 years

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everybody’s talkin’ up a storm (act like they don’t notice)

summary: The one where the boys don’t know that Eddie Munson is dating the pretty assistant librarian that always helps them out. Dustin has a crush on her. Mike thinks it’s fake. Erica just wants to get home to watch Thundercats.

“Uh, Eddie?” Lucas started, voice small. “Do you have someone over?”

Eddie blinked. “Uh. Just my girlfriend,” he said flippantly, tossing himself onto the sofa and taking a slow drag of his cigarette. “Keep it down for a while, would ya? She had a long night.”

There was silence.

“Your what?”

warnings: none! wholesome fluff here lmao. a lot of d&d references – curse of strahd is a banger

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youngcollectedtired · 2 years

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ᵢₗₗᵤₛᵢₒₙₛ ᵣₑₐdₑᵣ ₓ ₛₕᵢgₐᵣₐₖᵢ [ˢ⁵]

Warnings? Mafia aesthetic?

Pairings? Shigaraki, Dabi, Hawks???

Part 1/?

Quirk? Think Emma frost from x-men.

When Shigaraki becomes leader of the meta-liberation army he seeks allies of anyone he can find. The deeper he dives, he's thrown into the whispers of an all too familiar quirk. Creating a meeting, Shigaraki finds himself facing someone he thought he'd never see a again.

no manga spoilers thanks. note: [did i come up with this because of charlie's angels 2.... probably. do i regret it? not one bit.]

Shigaraki was always eager for new allies. Which is why today he and his league were standing outside a hotel room. He asked them to dress there best, having heard rumors of this group.

He had yet to see a leaders face and that kept him wondering.

The hotel was lavish but no heroes or civilians were seen in sight. A few guards walked by as they made there way up ignoring them.

“Shigaraki? Where even are we?” Toga whined, “and why did you make me put on these pants?“ She pulled on the black slacks.

“We’re meeting an ally Toga,” Shigaraki answered adjusting his red coat. It wasn’t everyday he brought it out from the closet.

“Wow this place is so nice! This is no place for a criminal!” Twice spoke from Toga’s side.

Dabi groaned, "Do we really have to dress to impress?" He pulled on his tie, his throat feeling constrictive.

The door opened, "No you guys didn't," a female voice chuckled, "but I am impressed."

Shigaraki felt his mouth open, partially in shock, "Y/N?" It was woman he hadn't seen in years.

"You know her?" Toga asked, as the female turned to face them completely.

Blushes spread across the group, as her leather jacket split, showing black lingerie. Her heels wrapped around her ankle, with a red butterfly fastening the straps. In her right hand was a knife, that she tossed easily as if it were a ball. She had barely aged.

"Hi shiggy," the girl or woman waved.

The man in question rolled his eyes, "Yes, I know her," he walked deeper into the room, ignoring her appearance, "She and I grew up together," he sighed out sitting down on the couch in front of her. He leaned back and closed his eyes causing her to chuckle.

"Somethings never change," she leaned over him, "You look good."

He didn't bother with the compliment. The others hesitantly followed his direction.

"Why am I not surprised?" He asked relaxed his hand lazily covering his eyes.

She shrugged, "Why don't you introduce me to your friends?"

If Shigaraki were honest he didn't know how to introduce you. Were you his friend? His enemy? His lover?

"This is y/n,” he gestured lazily, “she’s an old friend. There's more of us but they're on missions.”

You laughed, “come shiggy we were more than that,” you stood up now to face his friends.

“Pleasure to meet you guys, please sit,” you stepped away from the couches giving them the chance to sit.

Shigaraki cracked open his eye examining the room, “how long did it take you to build this place?”

You shrugged, “not long. After your master abandoned me,” you sneered, “I had a quirk, no identity and an odd skillset which so happened to be murder. I had to make a name for myself,” you threw the knife onto the desk in front of you.

Shigaraki barely glanced in your direction. The story his master told him was that you’d abandoned him. He’d never questioned it. Looking back it was sudden. For now he’d question her about that later.

Dabi grinned, “I didn’t know shigaraki had friends, hot ones at that,” he smirked looking you up and down.

“Likewise,” you winked.

Shigaraki groaned, “okay enough flirting. Because that’s gross,” he gagged, “moving on. You know what I want. Or what I wanted. So why the secrecy? The games? You could have just met me at my own base.”

You shook your head, “more fun this way. Besides can you really say you didn’t want to get some fresh air.”

Toga bubbled over, “oooo I like her. I like her a lot. I’m TOGA pleasure to meet ya,” she grinned her eyes wide and licking her lips.

Couldn’t tell if it was because you were hot or if you looked like meat to her. Either way you smiled at her. She was adorable.

Twice the man with a mask couldn’t help but stare at you. He’d been silent this whole time. “What kind of quirk do you have? YOU IDIOT THATS NOT A WAY TO ASK A GIRL OUT!” He finally spoke.

Shigaraki’s group had made you laugh more now than you had in your life. You were even more happy you reached out to him.

“It’s called seduce. Well I guess technically it’s illusions but I focus on the lust we all possess. I can create either live illusions or hallucinations of your biggest desires. Either by touching you or focusing on your voice,” you explained, “and because I know your deepest desires I'm also an empath.” You added as an afterthought.

“Illusions you say?” Dabi turned to you more interested than he was before.

You stalked closer to him, now leaning over him you allowed your fingers to caress his skin. It was softer than you thought considering what his skin was made of, “yes.” You whispered.

His eyes glossed over as he fell back, his head hitting the couch. But it didn't wake him. He had a lazy smirk on his face.

You moved to sit between him and Toga who was too busy cackling at his dumb expression, "while he's occupied, let's talk business," you lifted your leg up to rest it on the table, your heels scratching against the glass.

Shigaraki leaned forward, "Go on."

#mha x reader #mha x villain reader #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x villain reader #league of villains x y/n #league of villains x reader #league of villains #mha season 5 #bnha x reader #bnha x villain reader #mha reader insert #mha x plus sized reader #dabi #toga #twice #shigaraki x older lover #all for one mha #afo is a terrible father

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𝖙𝖔𝖝𝖎𝖈

Warnings? Adorable Mikasa, hot Levi ackerman

Pairings? Levi Ackerman

Part 1/?

Reader needs a date for a dinner when her best friend can't make it. Her sister and friends all help her get ready while Erwin and Hange convince Levi to take a leap of faith on old feelings. Modern AOT x Reader. No spoilers for aot season 4 part 2 please.

note: [side characters are my real friends and this is a real scenario. replace the names with whoever you'd like.]

You rushed home, not surprised to see everyone already spread across your living room. You'd left in the morning to do some shopping for the sleepover and also to pamper yourself for your nights events.

Your roommate moved out a few months ago and you found paying for a 3 bedroom apartment on your own not as bad as you would have thought to be. You made enough to pay the bills and self-indulge. Your job as a professor good to keep you on your feet. And you got Friday's off.

"Hey can you put these groceries up?" You asked your sister dumping them on the counter, "hey guys!" You waved to your friends.

Eren was laying on the ground, his head tilted backwards as he waved. Mikasa and Armin were in the middle of a card game. Levi was sipping from your favorite mug, you could see the familiar tea string coming out of the side. Connie, Sasha, and Jean were laughing at a movie. And your friend Jazz was teaching Hange how to make origami. You recognized the pattern for a bird.

All of this took a few seconds and then you took your personal bags to your bedroom throwing the target, torid, and walmart bag on the bed. You had two hours to shower, do your nails, and get dressed for tonight's event.

You were meeting your friend and her boyfriend for a double date, with your non existent boyfriend. Instead your best friend was to take his place and he was still at work. Which made you even more stressed. He was supposed to meet you at your place and you'd ride together, however as you shut the door to your bedroom and stripped it seemed as if that was unlikely.

You heard your door creak open and you turned quickly tying your robe. You were relieved to see it was just Mikasa.

You smiled, "Sup?"

She shook her head, "nothing, can i hang in here? I haven't seen you all day," she smiled a bit. You could tell she was a bit shy. She was a few years younger than you, not by much but you could tell she looked up to you.

You smiled widely, "of course! I'm gonna play some music and hop in the shower, but feel free to sit in my bed," you gestured to it barely made. She thanked you and moved towards it. The door was slightly creaked open not that you minded. You were completely covered.

You plugged your phone into it's charger and hit shuffle on your playlist.

Busy on the weekend

Caught up in your own small world

Well, I might wanna see it then

Call it hesitation, girl

You shut the bathroom door behind you and began your routine. You brushed through your hair running conditioner between your hands. You scrubbed your legs in sugar and shaved. You took a moment in the warmth knowing you'd need to get it out.

Still the water kept you captivated. Until the fourth song started. You knew it was time for you start your hair. Your rinsed the conditioner and turned off the water. Wrapping yourself in a towel.

You nearly slipped coming out of the shower, but your hands found the counter. You cracked open the door letting the steam free as your hair hung at your sides. It was longer than you remember. You knew it would take a while to do. As the steam was set free, you opened your bags on the bed.

Mikasa leaned forward, "What are you getting dressed for?" She asked curiously her eyes scanning the lingerie almost confused.

As your dried off to the best of your ability without flashing her you explained, "my friend and her boyfriend invited me to a dinner date. We're getting all dressed up and since I do not have a boyfriend I invited Avi," you gave a dry chuckle.

She nodded thoughts filling her mind. "So what are you wearing?"

You turned to your closet pulling out the dress you'd spend weeks mulling over purchasing. Her eyes widened greatly.

"Oh my goodness," her cheeks grew red, "you're gonna look freaking amazing!" She complimented.

You smiled, "We hope, I need to do my hair and finish my makeup," you made a face attempting fear. She laughed as you hung the dress back up.

"I'm not doing much for my makeup, I'm bad at it anyway," you spoke as you organized your makeup on the bed.

"Make up?" You heard Jean ask from outside your room.

You laughed opening the door to see everyone minus Levi sticking there head in your doorframe.

"Did I hear something about a date?" Eren smirked staring you up and down.

Jean rolled his eyes, "Shut up you idiot she doesn't have a boyfriend," he pushed Eren away. Who instantly soured his expression, the two began arguing as Armin shook his head.

"She said she was going with her best friend," Armin pointed, to you.

At the same time your phone buzzed, you read it before your anxiety rose, "Unfortunately he encountered an Emergency at work," you whispered, as your stomach dropped.

Your skin grew cold, "this is bad," you whined as your sister winced for you.

"Do you have to have a date?" Connie asked curiously.

You shook your head, "Normally no, but this friend of mine is very proud of her and boyfriend and takes any opportunity to make fun of me for my lack of one," you sat on your bed disinterested now, "now I don't even have a fake date." You cradled your head in your hands.

Mikasa moved from the pillows to sit next to you on the edge, "Hey now, don't completely loose hope!" She had her hand on your back.

Jazz sat next to you, "Yeah keep getting dressed, we'll think of something," she assured you.

Anna called out, "I know you really want to do this dinner, even though she's a bitch. So let me do your makeup, we'll make her boy friend fall in love with you," you heard her tone. It sounded quite evil.

Within seconds Anna grabbed your attention as the others made a beeline for Levi.

An hour later, with 30 minutes to spare before your departure time, your makeup was finished. They hadn't let you leave your room. You thought you'd heard the start of an argument, but it was resolved quickly. The music drowned out the rest of the noise. And the others were thankful you loved your playlists too much to try and turn it down.

Now you stood in front of your dress. Your curly hair dried, but resting on top of your head in a cotton shirt. Your makeup was beautiful. The foundation a perfect match, the sharp eyeliner to your liking. Your lashes and extensions fluttered as you adjusted your big glasses to your face. For a moment, staring your dress down you squeezed your freshly painted nails together. Knowing how exposed you'd be in this dress. It was a bodycon black dress, with mesh over shoulder sleeves and butterfly patterns.

You now had it on and focused on securing your jewelry around your neck. The square neckline left room for a simple gold drop down necklace. With a purple butterfly pendant falling right above the fabric. You fastened your gold mini butterfly earrings along your ear. You had a few different piercings and you were happy you'd had a chance to show them off.

You pulled the cotton shirt free and your hair laid along your shoulders still damp. Your style for tonight required dried hair, so turning on your fan you began diffusing your roots.

You knew flipping to the highest heat setting was bad in the long run but for now you didn't care. Because within 10 minutes your hair was dry. Leaving some curly strands to frame your face you pulled the rest of it back, twisting it and clipping a gold butterfly clip around it. The curls fell over it and now examining yourself in the mirror, you felt flawless.

"You ready?" Jazz asked pushing open the door, but before you could answer she finally looked at you. Her eyes widening and her mouth gasping.

Eren heard her, confused he entered the bathroom too, "wha-," he too was silenced into shock.

Suddenly you felt sick, "Is it bad?" You asked nervously.

"OH hell no," Eren laughed, "You're definitely making your friends boyfriend jealous tonight," he smirked, "you look hot."

You could tell at least from his perspective he wasn't lying. Still his obvious confession didn't stop the blush from warming your cheeks.

"Thanks," you mumbled unsure of how to respond.

Jazz shook her head, "He's not lying.”

You shook your head focusing on making sure you had everything. To focused to notice that you had exited your room. You felt pretty but the confidence dwindled as you realized you didn’t have a date.

You looked up to hear Hange giggling madly. And you finally saw why.

Levi was awkwardly standing his eyes downcast to his shoes. You could tell he was trying to make since of what he was wearing. He had on a black suit with a black turtle neck and a leather belt. On his middle finger was a simple silver band. And his hair was styled to perfection.

“Wow,” you muttered without realizing it. He looked up and his eyes scanned you.

You both looked at one another.

“Levi will be your date for tonight,” Jean presented as he gestured to him.

Your eyes bulged. “How did you even find a suit so fast? I’m so sorry you’re being roped into this,” you shook your head, “thank you.”

He rolled his eyes, “who said I was being roped into anything? Don’t apologize,” he offered his arm for you, “let’s go we should have already been on our way.”

And he was back. Back to your friend. You chuckled, “alright let me get my keys.”

He shook his head, “no need, I’ll drive.” He explained as he pulled you out the door.

“Have fun!!” Hange screeched the others wincing at her as they shut the door.

He opened the passenger door of his black car for you. You climbed in the night feeling more normal than anything.

You’d met Levi in college and you’d become fast friends. In the midst of that, you’d never admit to yourself or anyone else but you’d fallen for him.

Then life happened. You moved away he stayed behind. You traveled the world. He started teaching. When you came back for a visit he made you stay. Now you worked together. Your sister and her friends his students, Erwin and Hange his teacher friends.

A group of friends who became family. You’d never change it for anything.

Now onto dealing with your 𝖙𝖔𝖝𝖎𝖈 friend. Great. You couldn't even prepare Levi for the onslaught of torture.

#levi x you #levi x reader #levi squad #mikasa #aot x y/n #aot x reader #aot modern au #aot x poc!reader #aot x black reader #levi x black reader #levi ackerman #snk #snk levi #no spoilers #aot no spoilers #snk no spoilers

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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐰

Warnings? Black Widow Spoilers, Bakugo being put in his place

Pairings? Sero, Hawks, Shinso????

Part 1/?

Quirk? Quirkless/ Unknown

Severely Unedited

Principle Nezu has a past. Class 3a otherwise known as 1a can only graduate if they help take down the Red Room with other heroes. Somehow fighting a bunch of little girls is much harder than it seems.

Also bakugo loses to a little girl.

Load up on guns, bring your friends It's fun to lose and to pretend

It had only been a week since you’d been free. And you spent that entire week traveling around the world quietly inactivating widows.

You had to admit Dreykov’s plan was excellent. In a world full of quirks, what or who do you least expect to rise up and actually take over the world? Quirkless females. It made sense.

It was a perfect plan. But you knew they needed to be free. A lot of them were old friends and the rest were new friends. Girls who now trusted you and always had your back. They convinced you to appeal to principle Nezu, a mutual experiment and controlled soldier. The hero commission unfortunately only allowed you to walk free if they could use your skillsets for their personal gain. So you took the bullet for the others signing most of your life over to them.

Which is how you got here.

You were adjusting the folders in front of you, as you heard Nezu asking everyone to sit down. The conference room was one of UA’s biggest which allows two entrances. You stood outside the one no one else walked through.

Principle Nezu insisted for everyone to wear there hero suits which included you too. Not so much hero as it is spy but it’ll work.

It was a simple black one piece, made into a turtle neck. On your thigh was a holster with a gun. In your boot was a dagger and on your back were dual baton weapons that could be put together or kept separate.

“We have a hero in need of our help, I call the Widow into this conference room,” that meant you.

Taking a deep breath you pushed the door open and walked through.

You could see two heroes you recognized. Eraserhead and Hawks. One you knew as an underground hero and other from the news media.

Everyone else was a face you’d never seen before.

“Hello,” you bowed, “I am a spy who now works for the hero commission,” you stood at the end of the table your files sitting on it, “but before that I was raised by a man named Dreykov with a group of other girls,” from your files you pulled out a picture showing the heroes.

“He trained me and 600 other females to become widows,” you stopped as Principle Nezu turned on the screen behind you.

You weren’t sure how you could explain it. But you were thankful he put something together. The camera was blurry and someone seemed to be carrying it. The camera appeared to be hidden, otherwise theres no way it could have gotten out.

There were men in black suits, carrying huge guns. The camera glitched, a hand moved into view grabbing onto a young girl. Behind her were other little girls.

You could recognized a few. The man behind the camera grabbed another girl pulling her with him as they entered a facility. The second girl he pulled had a gold chain on her hand. Your hand moved to your wrist, the familiar gold chain somehow still with you after all those years.

Along the walls were other girls holding stuffed animals, some fiddling with their hair, others crying and even some screaming for help. Your heart stung as you remembered the screams.

The camera glitched again, showing you. A few years older sitting in front of an old tv, there was a juice box in your hand and you sipped slowly watching the cartoon. It switched again, to you firing a pistol at a target system. And then you in hand to hand combat with another widow.

Syringes, files, and red flashed across the screen and you looked down. The video ended.

Eraserhead sighed, "So it's real," he looked to you, "I've only heard stories."

Hawks leaned forward, "How is the man controlling them?"

Princple Nezu shook his head, "This group is the same group I escaped from many years ago, they had me working on a chemical to control minds. I didn't realize I succeeded," he stared off into the distance, "I fear my work has come back to haunt me."

A boy with green hair turned to the principle, "How do we have this footage?"

You took that as your cue, "I was freed by a serum an older widow created to combat the mind control, I was able to free other widows who was able to find an old guard of Dreykov's who defected. He'd stolen the footage to one day use as evidence."

The heroes nodded, "What quirks did Dreykov collect into his army?" One tall firey man asked, his voice loud and commanding.

You tilted your head almost confused. You'd heard of the term before and you were positive you knew what it was, "Quirks... that's a power right?" You turned to Nezu who nodded, "Right, Dreykov only choose quirkless girls. Easier to control and less unstable," you explained.

One kid burst out laughing, "Then what's the big deal? A bunch of quirkless girls against a group of heroes? I could just blast them in seconds," he slapped his knee.

In the second he began talking. You backed up against the wall he was sitting near and you found yourself inches from behind him. The heels you wore couldn't be heard even against the tile and you were almost grateful for your training.

As he finished his sentence, your foot kicked his chair, causing him to sputter out words in shock. He attempted to stand and the heroes around you almost stood but Principle Nezu lifted his hand stopping them. As he stood, his hand turned to face you, but you caught his wrist, and your knee raised hitting his side right above his hip. He grunted in pain and in that moment, you jumped up, your legs wrapping around his neck and threw yourself down throwing him towards the wall.

The boy coughed violently, the dent in the wall enough to show your strength. He would never admit it, but that hurt.

"How did you do that?" Someone asked. He seemed to be one of his friends as he moved over to help him.

The boy ripped his hand away not accepting any of the help.

You ignored him, "I was able to free all the widows planted around the world undercover, but there's still three classes that follow Dreykov wherever he goes. Around the world there are facilities stationed where he collects the girls and starts there training, those locations have been given to us. Once we hit them, his security will tighten but we'll be able to take him down once and for all."

Principle Nezu began speaking, "The Hero Commision has given us permission to engage the targets, students of Class 1-a this will be your final exam in UA. Complete each mission and you'll graduate as full fledge heroes."

You noticed the students nodding there heads serious and ready to start.

Some of them appeared to be familiar. Some of them were considered threats and you remembered seeing some of their files when you were under.

#mha reader insert #mha x reader #red room #blackwidow #black widow #mha x marvel #mha x black widow #bnha x reader #bnha #mha #bnha x oc #shinso x reader #sero x reader #hawks x reader #black widow movie #black widow spoilers #bw spoilers #dreykova

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