#smart hizashi yamada

[ask-eraser-and-mic]

Got a question for Mic, how many languages do you know/can speak?

Shouta: "Could have been worse; you could have been addicted to drugs."

Hizashi: "Or cats, like some people."

Shouta: "No further comment."

[xenophilderdragon]

Erasermic that doesn’t know each other’s tells when they lie because they just don’t lie to each other. They don’t see a point in genuinely trying to lie in the career they’re in, so they’ve just never learned that Shouta’s left shoulder dips a little bit or how Hizashi’s foot taps out a rhythm in 3/4 time signature.

[mimez-meme]

I LOVE HIM AND HIS ABILITY’S HES SO UNDERRATED AND POWERFUL IN SO MANY WAYYSSS

Mic, Todoroki, Izuku, and Bakugo are in a town where an artist destroys property and homes to create artwork. Due to a quirk- they’re caught in a fog that disables their ability to see.

As usual, Mic says something loud and obnoxious- but that’s normal. But then he asks for silence- and everybody is just standing there, awkwardly, wondering why they aren’t doing anything.

And after a minute of complete silence- he tells Todoroki exactly where the three criminals ran off to. Not just which direction. He knows- in meters- not rounded up at all- exactly where the three of them are. Because he *heard* them. 31.6 meters ahead.

AND HES RIGHT. IM GOING CRAZY. People always find him so irritating and never take him seriously when bro does crazy shit like this- 😭.

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH

[njsecretchild]

shouta and hizashi aizawa-yamada are happily married for 20 years and are raising a son for another 17 years. their izuku is a kind and smart kid, who wears his heart on his sleeve and trusts his parents with everything!

but wait... where did those prada loafers come from? is this bag fendi? where did he get a chanel blazer? how did he manage to save up enough to buy the newest iphone with his allowance?

or: shouta and hizashi start finding designer clothes in their son's wardrobe and confront him about it. what they don't expect is a literal sugar daddy

[reallyromealone]

BABYHAUL 3

Fluff, male reader, baby reader, reader is adopted by Yamada and Aizawa, domestic, cute

🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐Yamada was exhausted as he held little (name) in his arms, making coffee while Aizawa made breakfast for them all. It was back to school already and nobody was nearly awake for this, little (name) staring dazed and confused before being seated in his high chair.

"We have... Apple and carrot" Shouts mumbled as everyone began eating, (name) smacking his hands on the plastic table for food "yeah yeah, open wide" the exhausted hero said and (name) opened up when the little spoon got close to his mouth and looked very happy when tasting his food before looking at Shotas food curiously when he ate some of his own breakfast "ABABABA!" He tried reaching for some of it but sadly his chubby baby arm couldn't reach "here, a little bit" Shouta handed (name) a small bit that was cooled off on chopsticks and (name) looked very excited as he shoved it in his mouth.

Getting dressed and preparing (name)s baby bag the family headed off to school, Yamada grinning at the fact he managed to get the itty bitty babe in a onesie that looked like the uniform, Shouta having to explain that an actual mini uniform probably won't go well with the choking hazards via buttons and tie that the babe would most definitely try to eat.

Aizawa took (name) first as he collected his belongings, his new son looking at the students happily as they passed. Aizawa had Shinso hold his stuff as (name) kept insisting on trying to play with it.

Shinso found his new brother fascinating, the babe most definitely had a quirk that could fundamentally do anything! He could be anything!

And currently the little one was "helping" their dad prepare for class.

The students started filing in, at first not noticing the tiny addition strapped to their teachers chest, Aizawa currently writing things on the smart board "President, you can give attendance" Aizawa said passively as he turned to grab the work to be passed out off the podium and the class froze at the infant who was staring back curiously before looking around.

"Sir?" It was kaminari who spoke up with a raised hand and Aizawa grunted as a response to the blond "what's with the baby?"

Aizawa knew they wouldn't focus until he addressed the tiny elephant in the room so with a sign he scanned the class "this is my son, the U.A daycare is under maintenance so he's here" Aizawa said simply and Izuku seemed fixated on the small babe.

He looked... Familiar.

"How old is he?" Mina asked curiously and the teacher sighed "he's under a year old"

(Name) stretched his little arms and the class cooed "now" Aizawa got to business and popped a pacifier in little (name)s mouth before getting on with class.

(Name) mimicked Aizawas hand movements much to the classes amusement as Aizawa let him hold onto his finger.

"Is that him?" Nemuri asked with a soft excitement as she stepped towards the duo, Aizawa going to the staff room to get the heroics notes. "This is (name)" Aizawa said simply and Nem squealed softly but stopped when (name) looked a little startled at the sound "he's so little... Look at his little socks" she said and Aizawa took him out of his carrier a d let the other hold him, (name) immediately trying to grab her glasses to no avail "he does that with Hisashi" Aizawa said as his son began fussing.

"I think someone needs a nap" Nem said softly and Aizawa took him back and put him in the Carrier though this time facing Aizawa and began soothing the boy.

Hizashi smiled as he held his new youngest son, little (name) waking from his nap mid class and looked at the Gen-Ed students half awake, looking like he just woke from a damn good nap and clothes slightly disheveled.

"Good morning sunshine" (name) let his dad clean the drool from his cheek before popping a pacifier in his mouth "oh-- we finished early... Well I suppose you all can talk amongst yourselves" Hizashi said but his students just looked fixated on the baby who gave them some half awake side eye "sir? Is that your son?" One student asked and Hizashi grinned "yes he his! This is my youngest son (name)!" He waved (name)s sleepy arm and the boy just let him do what he wanted "how old is he?" Another asked and the blond adjusted (name) before speaking "a few months, he's a wiggly little guy" (name) gave a prime example as he whined to be put down and his dad complied, gently setting the boy down and (name) began army crawling around his little blanket set out "he's not good at the whole moving thing yet"

(Name) wiggled on the floor till his arm got caught under him and the class stiffened as his little lip wobbled and then a cry broke out as Hizashi lifted the itty bitty into his arms and tried to soothe the babe who was absolutely loosing it to no avail till his son came up "can I try?" hizashi let Hitoshi hold the itty bitty as the bell rang, the blond letting the students leave.

When it was just the trio, Hitoshi held (name) close and pat his little back gently and... Started reciting words meanings from the dictionary?

It seemed to work as (name) calmed down "how" Hizashi asked his son who shrugged "works on Eri"

The two laughed as (name) looked around confused "it's lunch time baby, they went bye bye"

"Why does he have tear marks?" Shouta asked as he took the babe "lil guy crawled on his own arm and lost his mind" Hizashi said teasingly and Shouta nodded "bound to cry eventually"

"The machine beeped!" Midnight said as her and powerloader made tea and Shouta wandered to the bottle warmer and (name) began bouncing at the machine he quickly learned holds his food "yeah yeah, keep your diaper on"

(Name) made content sounds as he ate, the teachers talking about classes and students and upcoming events "I still can't believe you two are going to be the hosts for the sports festival" Snipe snorted and Aizawa shrugged "it's only logical"

When (name) finished his bottle, Aizawa burped him and let him look around in his arms, everyone waving at him and to the adults surprise he clumsily waved back "I am pretty sure that was his first wave" Hizashi said excitedly and the teachers cooed and thankfully Vlad had video of it all and sent it to the blond.

"So is he eating solids?" Powerloader asked and Shouta nodded "he's a monster with custard" at the mention (name) looked at him curiously and the man chuckled "papa!" Little Eris voice rang as she ran in excitedly "Hi baby! Nedzu let you out early?" With the help of nedzu and a Quirk specialist Eri had been learning to control her quirk in a safe environment "yeah! He said since I got a new baby brother that I could have extra lunch with him!"

Eri smiled as Shouta crouched so she could see the little babe whom she vowed to protect in her little heart and though he shared features with her abuser she was very aware that they were not one in the same and during her captivity she often grew curious about the little baby.

A few weeks passed, the dorms fully finished and the family moved though Shinsou was in the student dorms though his training he would hopefully be joining the Hero course.

It was the weekend and the Yamazawa family were hanging out at the in school park for teachers who were parents, little (name) having the time of his life on the baby swing as he was gently pushed by Hizashi as Shouta pushed Eri on a big kid swing "higher!" She squealed as Shouta pushed her only a smudge higher "could the Yamada/Aizawa please report the Principal Nedzus office"

Hitoshi met with his family in casual clothes, it being the weekend and not needing a uniform at this moment as they knocked on it "enter please!" Nedzu said as they walked in, eyebrows raising at the man sitting in formal attire "what's going on?"

"Well due to the... Departure of Overhaul, he's been declared deceased due to the video spread of you know what" Nedzu spoke carefully as there were two tiny sets of ears through one was far more interested in his dad's capture weapon.

"So what?"

"So now we must read the things that's been left behind for our dear (name)!"

A will reading?

"Yes! It seems our dear (name) has been left quite a fair amount!"

The family sat as the lawyer began reading, the babe left estates and and priceless things in vaults quite literally anything and everything"and finally (name) Chisaki is left a total sum of 65,154,375,000 Yen (450m), here are the codes for the safes along with deeds to the estate's"

The Yamazawa family was... Shocked to say the least.

"Holy shi--""language" Shouta said though he wasn't much better, the tiny baby in his arms in little shorts and a blue striped shirts and matching shoes was absolutely loaded, the lawyer leaving them.

"My my, isn't this interesting" Nedzu said with a content smile and watched the family look shocked save for the littles who didn't have a clue on what was happening though (name) was very curious about the cookies and treats on Nedzus desk "I-I don't know... What?" Yamada was speechless as he processed the fact his baby was a multi millionaire "could we possibly have the homes and material items left behind be appraised and checked? To make sure they aren't stolen" Hitoshi brought up and the other adults genuinely considered it "since you two are his legal adults, we could do that" Nedzu said handing the teen a cookie for his excellent point "that would be good seeing as he was a criminal" Shouta agreed with his sons point.

"I will make arrangements"

So much stolen items.

So so much stolen items.

All the estate's, vaults and everything checked and the amount of stolen items was astounding and they barely dented it.

Generations of stolen goods from the crime family.

And all while this happened, (name) was excited that he got new blocks as Yamada worked with a lawyer to draft trust funds and such so the money would be accessible to (name) when he was 18.

[tae-st4rxr0cs]

I wrote a song as Teen Hizashi Yamada because I can

Those red eyes.

When they look at me so mesmerizing

Those red eyes something about them makes my knees weak 

those red eyes! Though usually black when they pop I just snap

Those red eyes... I'd give anything anything to stare at them all-day

Im usually not up for confrontation or fighting unless nessacary

Im usually quick to anger no matter how much I protest I think its becoming an issue

But nothing seems to calm me down when I start

Except...

Those red eyes!

Their so hypnotizing so mesmerizing

THOSE RED EYES!!!! 

I could drown in oh yes drown in them

Those red eyes! Though usually black when they pop I just snap those.. red eyes... I love them.. I love them. I love **HIm**...

Im usually the kind of guy to stay in my line..

I do as I'm told because though Im bold I'm not strong..

And its true. Im annoying. Im loud. I may be smart, I may be good at what I do but whats the use.. when I'm not with.. *you*...

Those red eyes...

Somethng about them are so mesmerizing those red eyes they make my knees so weak those red eyes when they glare at me oh I scream those red eyes...

Those red eyes.

Those red eyes...

They don't feel the same.

He doesn't feel the same your just confused your just a fool your just... not that cool.

I should just stay as usual flamboyant. And straightforward keep these feelings to yourself to yourself they do not help

I know it hurts

But it'll hurt more when he rejects with...

Those....Red...Eyes...

Oh..

[ao3feed-erasermic]

Solid Silence

Use the related link post to read Solid Silence on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/67631761 by 2beeHonest_withy0u, TheNameAthena Kenka has spent her life in and out of places, now he has somehow landed herself in the best hero school in Japan and she has no idea what bullshit will ensue. Words: 4284, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M, Multi Characters: Original Female Character(s), Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Iida Tenya, Sero Hanta, Eri (My Hero Academia), Shinsou Hitoshi, League of Villains (My Hero Academia), Original Male Character(s) Relationships: Iida Tenya/Sero Hanta/OC, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks/OC, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Additional Tags: Original Character(s), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Beta Read, Years of our life were spent you better enjoy, please?, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead | Dadzawa, class division, Like social class not school related, Homelessness, Raccoons were paid actors, Child Neglect, Found Family, Trauma, Polyamory, Iida has a red eye fuck you, Nepotism, Daddy Issues, Orphans, Crack Treated Seriously, Idiot MC, Smart other MC, There are a lot of K names, OC POV, Fuck you our universe prevails, Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Yes I am beta we still die like men, Just a Girl, She/Him pronouns (not just bad writing), Inconsistencies will be noticed and ignored, Blindness, Glasses, Eventual Romance, Established Relationship, I'm Bad At Tagging, Tags Are Hard, Tags May Change, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead and Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Adopt Eri and Shinsou Hitoshi, Character Death, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Canonical Character Death, Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Manga Spoilers, Corrupt Hero Public Safety Commission (My Hero Academia), Hero Public Safety Commission Bashing (My Hero Academia), Undercover Missions, Angst with a Happy Ending, Sadly it will probably be happy, Not Canon Compliant, Cross-Posted on Wattpad Use the related link post to read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/67631761

[chimaerakirin]

Where Villains Are Heroes

Are you satisfied? That's the question that rings in their ears after the great saviors of society send them flaking away into dust on the wind. And no, of course they're not. How could they be? So when they're offered a chance to try again somewhere else, they take it. They have, very literally, nothing left to lose. Tomura wants to see a world where the Villains have their own heroes. Kurogiri just wants to do a better job at taking care of Tomura. And whatever god-voice thing is asking has just the right destination in mind! This place is weird, though. What the hell is a Devil Fruit, and why is the map nothing but islands? Good thing neither of them gets seasick...

A BNHA x One Piece crossover, picking up post-canon and mid-timeskip respectively. Currently rated somewhere between T and M. Will eventually reach E when I get around to writing more of it.

Index

<- 1 - 3 - 4 - 5 ->

Adjustment

The party is more or less over at that point, at least as far as Tenko is concerned. There's nothing else to see, nothing that can top the fire-dancing. Which means that Kurogiri is done too, because he doesn't seem inclined to let Tenko out of his sight for now. Only a pointed comment about how he hasn't had a bath in even longer than a meal gets him out of the room so that Tenko can fall into his borrowed bed and pass out.

It's close to noon by the time he wakes up the next morning, and that's to the smell of omurice and coffee. It takes him a few blinks to recognize the cloudy blue-white hair and tanned face holding the plate out to him.

"Giri?"

"Yep."

"So that wasn't a dream…" He sits up and shoves his hair out of his face, then takes the plate. The food tastes a bit different, but he's pretty sure they don't have Kagome or Kewpie here so the ketchup is probably homemade. Oh well. At least it's not Heinz.

"Yeah, that would have sucked. The god-voice said I could try again, if it turned around and said syke I'd have a problem to take out on it."

Tenko blinks. "God-voice?"

"Yeah, the one that asked if I was satisfied. I told it hell no, not when I basically failed at protecting you before I even started. I would've needed to find you before he did for that, and I was still fucking around on the school roof with Shou and Yamada then. But the voice said it doesn't do time travel and sent me here instead."

That sounds familiar, sort of. "Did it ask where you wanted to go?"

"Nah. It just said 'elsewhere' and that you'd be there. I didn't really care past that. Why? Did it ask you that?"

Tenko stares at the omurice. The ketchup is sort of smeared, like it was overpoured in an attempt at art then scraped around with a fork. "I told it I figured I'd end up in hell after what I did. It said that wasn't its business, and that anywhere could be Heaven or Hell. Then it said… There was something I told Midoriya at the end. Right before Se— All For One crawled out of his Quirk. I told him it didn't matter if I stopped hating everything, I still had to destroy it, 'cuz the villains needed their own hero. And it told me it could show me a world where the Heroes are villains. Then I woke up on the beach here. Did Mata show you the books?"

"Yeah, I haven't finished them yet though. Why?"

"Did you see the part about the World Government and the Marines versus the Pirates?"

Kurogiri cringes hard enough to almost spill his coffee. "No. World Government? Seriously?"

"Yeah, I almost dusted the book when I read how it's run."

"I can imagine… Holy rodents, Nezu would have a field day."

Tenko furrows his eyebrows. He's not sure what's weirder, the swear or the mention of the UA Principal. "Huh?"

Kurogiri sits down on the table next to the window. "Okay so, what you have to know about me being a Hero student is, there were three of us. Aizawa Shouta, Eraserhead, and Yamada Hizashi, Present Mic. Out of the three of us, I was the dumb one."

"And Eraserhead was the smart one?" he guesses.

"Nope. Yamada was. Our year, he had the highest score on the written part of the entrance exam. And UA has an accelerated curriculum, the reason the entrance exam has such a reputation for being difficult is because the first year covers most of a normal high school's course load. The second two years are basically university material. The math section of that entrance exam starts with algebra and geometry like you'd expect, but then it goes into trig and pre-calculus." Kurogiri rubs his forehead like he's got a headache. "And Yamada's score on all of that was nearly perfect. Which got Nezu's attention. First semester finals our first year, the Rat God rigged his paper tests, then we came back from summer break to be told he'd completely tested out of English and was being skipped to third year math, so that he'd have a free slot in his schedule for personal lessons. Quirk science, tactics and strategy, psychology, and politics."

Tenko thinks about the absolutely batshit level design that UA ended up with, both the fortress as a whole with its segment replacement system and the flying boss arena, all built to withstand Decay, and shivers. Rat God sounds about right. "And your point is?"

"The three of us shared everything, so Shou and I caught a lot of spillover from those lessons. Nezu hated the HPSC as much as All For One hated All Might. Maybe more, since they had to interact with each other regularly and familiarity breeds contempt. Yamada was in the room for one of their phone calls, Nezu greeted the Commission President by calling her a witch that missed her appointment with the stake. The phrasing for 'goodbye' was even worse. The rivalry between UA and Shiketsu is at least half because Nezu keeps UA independent while Shiketsu supports the Commission." Kurogiri takes a sip of his drink. "The Commission is power-hungry in a way that even All For One didn't reach, because All For One never deluded himself that what he was doing was for anyone else's best interests. The Witch considered herself to be the only person in Japan who had any idea what was good for everyone."

"And yet she had Hawks assassinate Twice." The most genuinely good member of the League.

"She did? Oh damn it… I knew Nezu suspected Lady Nagant was a wetworks agent, something about the list of people she supposedly murdered, I shouldn't be surprised she wasn't the only one." Kurogiri shakes his head. "Yeah, that's the kind of thing she'd do. She was all about expanding the role of Heroes and molding the public perception of them, because the Heroes' power was her power and she was a massive control freak. The words 'World Government' would be a wet dream for her, as long as she was at the top of it. So call it bias, but I can't imagine anything good coming out of a system like that."

"Oh you're gonna hate how right you are." Tenko nods sagely. "I asked Mata, and there aren't any Pro Heroes here, but there are Marines that are called Heroes as some kind of earned title, and no one actually has any idea what the biggest one did to get it. Meanwhile, the planet is ninety percent ocean and almost all the land is islands, so there's pirates all over the place, but you don't have to decide you're a pirate to be called one, you just have to piss off the government."

"Oh joy." Kurogiri groans and drains his cup, then slams it down on the table. "What kind of parrot do you want?"

"What."

"I read the FAQ book, tech levels mean this place has Colorbeard-type pirates, not Somali ones, right?"

"The ones that aren't Guybrush Threepwood, yeah."

"Ah yes. Pro tip, rubber chickens do not make good zipline hooks. Trust me."

Tenko almost spits out his omurice. "Giri what the fuck."

"Nope, there is no context for that forthcoming, sorry. But I know you. There's no video games around here to occupy you, not even a Dungeons & Dragons group. You're not going to be able to just sit here fishing for the rest of your life. Sooner or later, we're gonna be leaving this place, and you can't go further than the konbini without getting into trouble."

"Hey!"

"To— Tenko, the last time you went to the mall on your own you didn't even make it as far as the game store before taking a hostage and getting the place shut down."

"That wasn't my fault!" he screeches. "They had Stain merch and Midoriya was there so I had to ask him about it! Stain merch, Giri!"

Kurogiri pinches the bridge of his nose. The white stripe must not be paint, because it doesn't smudge. "Kid, I love you to death and back, literally, but you have the impulse control of a cat in a laser factory."

"I didn't destroy the merch, did I?"

Kurogiri raises a finger, opens his mouth, then lowers the finger and closes his mouth again. "…You're improving, and I'm proud of you. That still doesn't mean I think you can go anywhere near a government representative who's throwing their weight around and not high-five them in the face when said weight lands on you. Hence, parrot."

High-five them in the face? Tenko mouths the words to himself, then snickers. "Damn, All For One fucked up so bad with the butler programming. You're good at trash-talk."

"Thanks, Madame Arpeggio said it was my best skill."

"Who the fuck?"

"Practical Hero Arts teacher at UA way back when."

"What the fuck."

"Branding, basically. How to design a theme that matches what kind of Hero you want to be, then stick with it. How to make an impression so civvies remember and recognize you. Hey, don't make that face, it's practical for a reason. It's like a police uniform, a civilian sees it and knows someone's here to help, but for Heroes it's more… individualized." Kurogiri grins in reminiscence. "Shouta sucked at her class. Not surprised he went underground."

Tenko shrugs. "He's cooler that way. And his Quirk makes him better as an ambush predator anyway. I figured him out in under five minutes."

"Would have been less than one if he hadn't upgraded those goggles I gave him."

Wait. What. "YOU GAVE HIM THOSE?!"

Kurogiri pulls the goggles off his forehead — he's wearing them without the aviator hat, along with a sleeveless shirt, short-sleeved button-up, and cargo shorts — and tosses them to him.

"I gave him these, specifically. There was this robber who got away the first time because he could vent smoke out of his shoulders… Looked a lot like Majin Buu, now that I think about it. Anyway, I loaned Shou those goggles for the rematch, and he had a pair added to his costume. The rave grill must have been his own idea."

He gives the goggles back and finishes the last few bites of his omurice. "So you're suggesting we go pirate preemptively?"

"Pretty much."

"Then we should probably ask Mata about it. Do you know where she is?"

~WVAH~

There are no waves on the water in the Calm Belt. This does not, apparently, prevent Hawaiki people from surfing when they really want to. It helps to have a dial on the back of the board for propulsion, though on flat water that makes it look a bit more like skateboarding than proper surfing.

"Huh. She's good," Kurogiri comments.

"What?" Tenko tears his eyes away from Mata to glance at him. "How can you tell?"

"That's a shortboard. No more than two meters. They have less buoyancy so you have to crawl right up to the edge of a wave to catch it for a ride down. It takes more skill." Kurogiri blinks, then turns to a guy in board shorts standing next to a rack of surfboards. "Do you ever get big waves around here for traditional surfing?"

"When the Taniwha go into the Reinga to die, yeah. We have a whole festival for it when it happens. Good eating for weeks, too." The guy hums. "You know your stuff, but they haven't got Taolf wood where you come from, do they? More than makes up for the low-mass buoyancy penalty. A chunk of that the size of a dinner plate could keep a six-meter Devil Fruit user from sinking. Of course, that makes the board even harder to control, so you're dead on about her skill. Hers is a solid slab."

"How the hell do you know about surfing, Giri?" Tenko demands.

"Oh, right. So, my mom's great grandparents left Japan around the Dawn of Quirks to get away from the Meta Hunts. Grandpa could predict the weather perfectly, I think. America didn't degrade as much because it was already just barely hovering over rock bottom, plus the cultural gun fetishism meant that whoop-dee-do, you have twelve-centimeter steel fingernails, I've got a nine-millimeter under my pillow, get out of my house, so the inherent threat of superpowers didn't drive everyone as nuts as in Japan, where you needed a license for your grandpa's pocket knife. Mom was the first one to come back from Hawai'i, and I spent summers with my cousins there up until the end of middle school, when I had to start getting ready for the UA entrance exam." Kurogiri snaps his fingers, then takes a seat on the hovering cloud that appears. "I was never great on a real board, but I did learn, and it was useful for my Quirk."

The surfer guy eyes the cloud. "You could always do that, right? You didn't eat a nasty-tasting fruit since you got here?"

"No?" Kurogiri pops another cloud into existence and reaches into it. Up to his elbow. Even though it's only about the size of a basketball. Then he pulls out a bento and cracks it open to get at the onigiri inside. "Where we come from, most people have one ability or another by the age of four. It's normal."

"Oh, okay then. You should probably read the book on Devil Fruits if you haven't yet."

Tenko stares, taking the onigiri he's offered on autopilot. "Giri what the fuck."

"What?"

"You have inventory space?!"

"Of course. Didn't you wonder why I hated using portal cuts?"

"You said you didn't like cleaning out the— Ohhhh…" Guts can't get trapped in a space that doesn't exist, which means Warp Gate had an inside. Now he's picturing Cloud as an actual Inventory system with slots for modifier gear, slots that All For One filled up with Aperture Science Quirks.

He's still snickering from that when Mata pulls some kind of kick-flip to bleed momentum and skids onto the sand next to the board rack.

"Share the joke?" she asks.

He coughs. "Oh. Uh, too much context, sorry. Not your surfing though, that was great."

She shrugs at the first part, then smiles at the second. "Thanks. Were you interested in learning, or did you need something else?"

"We had some questions? Uh, have." Stupid English.

"If I can help. Is there a problem with the books, or something else?" She picks up her board and checks the dial on the back. Apparently satisfied, she pulls the bullshit shell off and hands it to the guy separately from the board.

"Mostly something else, I think," Kurogiri says, scratching his hair. "I guess you could call it career opportunities?"

That clearly baffles her, but she nods slowly. "All right, let me get the salt out of my hair and I'll meet you in the library, does that work?"

"No problem!" Kurogiri says cheerfully.

Fifteen minutes later, they're sitting in the library with coffee and notepaper. Mata's hair is braided with strips of some fluffy fabric, probably a drying tactic, and she's looking at them with a slightly dumbfounded expression.

"You want… to be pirates."

"More like… we acknowledge the inevitability?" Kurogiri taps a pen on the table. "We definitely want to leave this place sooner or later. Don't get me wrong, your home is great and all, smells like my childhood, but unless you're hiding a PlayStation somewhere, my boy is not going to be able to sit still for long. And we both have an inherent distrust for societal authorities, which means that if a Marine says to duck, we're probably going to jump instead on principle."

"Systemic corruption problems where you came from?" she asks, like it's not news.

"Systemic corruption, aesthetic-based morality with prejudice against the weak, unpleasant, or unnerving, and catastrophic levels of bystander syndrome," Kurogiri elaborates.

She raises an eyebrow. "Aesthetic morality?"

"When almost everyone has some kind of special ability, your place in the hierarchy revolves around whether your own ability is powerful, flashy, good-looking, and has braindead-obvious uses in fighting crime. If you look impressive punching out a robber, then no one cares if you destroy half the bank in the process. If you can't use your power to break a machine, you're not worth the effort of teaching you to use it."

Tenko blinks. "Wait, what?" He doesn't think any of that was wrong but he's still missing something.

"Shouta had to win the Sports Festival to get into the Hero Course because the practical entrance exam was about destroying robots," Kurogiri informs him. "There was a whole points system, the bigger the robot the more it was worth, except for the giant arena hazard, and a hidden condition for helping other test-takers. According to the spy in 1-A they hadn't changed it since I participated."

Tenko's brain stalls out for a minute. The test to get into the Hero Course is a kill-count competition involving robots? And they didn't actually tell anyone they'd benefit from helping anyone else? Suddenly the muzzled brat from the Sports Festival getting the high score makes more sense. "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. I'd fucking wreck that kind of test."

"I'd say your Quirk is a direct upgrade to Thirteen's Black Hole in terms of Rescue utility, actually, since you can be more precise. She's pure AoE. But we're getting off-topic." Kurogiri cheerfully leaves him reeling at the idea that Decay might be useful for Heroics and turns back to Mata. "So basically, we're gonna end up pissing off the Marines sooner or later, and we're not too worried about it. The question is, if you'll forgive some excessive colloquialism, how use boat?"

Mata stares at them both for a minute, taking a sip of her coffee while she thinks. "You want to know how to sail?"

"Pretty much. Not assuming you can teach us, but you'd know where we can learn, or know someone who knows. And, y'know, whatever else we might need to learn to survive out there?" Tenko tries. "New world, new rules, that kind of shit. Like mana."

"Mana I actually can teach you, except for Rangatira's. I don't have that one, so I wouldn't be able to help even if one of you does have it." She sets the coffee cup down again. "There are many aspects of sailing you'd need to know. I can teach you some of it, depending on where you want to go and how. If you want a typical Pakeha ship, I can't help and I'm not sure anyone in Hawaiki could, but if you want a sailing waka, I do know those. Four Blues navigation is easy enough to learn if you want to go to the South, but if you want to enter the Line things are a bit more complicated, normal compasses don't work there and even the sun and stars aren't necessarily reliable, not to mention the weather."

Kurogiri frowns. "How can the sun and stars not be reliable?"

"Every island on the Grand Line has its own specific seasonal climate. Drum Island is a winter island, for example, while most of Hawaiki is summer islands. But there are a few islands that have unchanging light levels. The Judicial Island of Enies Lobby is always daytime, the sun very literally never sets there. You can't use sunrise or sunset to orient yourself near it. And I've heard of an island on the edge of the North Blue where it's always night."

"And the weather?"

Mata smiles wryly. "Imagine what having tropical temperatures mere days of sailing away from an arctic climate, then a lovely spring environment at right angles a similar distance away, does to the currents in both sea and sky. And that's assuming the precipitation is all water-based. I've heard that's not a guarantee in the New World."

There's a moment of silence. Then, "Does it rain exploding chocolate milk anywhere?"

"Giri what the fuck."

Kurogiri shrugs.

"I can't tell you yes on that… oddly specific example," Mata says bemusedly. "But I can't tell you no either. Only one crew ever completely mapped the Grand Line, and they didn't publish their work. Beyond navigation concerns, there's also crew to think about. Some crews are over a thousand people, others are pretty small. It's generally considered suicidal not to have a doctor, cook, or shipwright to go with the navigator."

"I'll be the cook," Kurogiri says.

"And the doctor," Tenko adds.

"Wha— Tenko, I'm not qualified for that."

"I got shot seven times at the USJ and you're the one that did all the real treatment. Robotnik waited two weeks to get off his ass, only looked at my hand for two minutes to check the muscles were healing straight, then he bitched about the waste of time and fucked off back to his lab! You know I wouldn't trust anyone else."

"Okay, I can do first aid—"

"Gunshots, Giri."

"—intensive first aid, but if someone needs surgery, I can't do that!"

"You don't need to figure it out on the spot," Mata cuts in before he can protest any further. "Learning the basics of mana is likely to take at least a couple of months. Mastery can take years. Sailing takes more than a ten-minute demonstration too. You'd also need more familiarity in general with world culture, and current important figures."

"And uh… Probably start-up capital." Kurogiri scratches the back of his head. "I don't think I can trade music out there."

"That's even more weirdly specific," Tenko deadpans. "Trading music?"

Kurogiri blinks at him. "Didn't I mention?" He doesn't wait for an answer. Instead, he pops a cloud into being over the table and starts digging into it. Then things start thunking onto the notepads. Seashells, mostly. A weird flat pumpkin, for some reason, but mostly seashells. No, wait. Tenko can see buttons on some of them, and that one looks like a disposable camera, then that looks almost like a printer of all fucking things. Dials. They're dials.

"Oh, a conache, nice. Wait." Mata's eyebrows shoot up. "Is that a string dial?" She reaches for one of the smaller shells, a cone-shaped one about two finger-joints long.

"Yeah, a few of those. All of them are small though. The jet and reject dials are pretty small too. This one's not though." Kurogiri pulls out a dial that's as big as the pumpkin. "Breath, I think they called this one?"

"How in Nika's name did you get all of this?" She taps the button on one, then jerks her hand back and sticks her finger in her mouth. "Ow! An axe dial?!"

"One of everything, more or less. And I traded. Apparently they don't deal with other sky islands that much, so they don't get new stuff very often. I played some music for them to record with tone dials, a few hours' worth — they really liked Johnny Cash for some reason — and they gave me these."

"Huh. We knew they were isolated…" Mata mumbles around her finger.

Tenko looks at her. "Huh? And how'd the shell cut you? I thought you were tougher than normal."

"Axe dials store slashing force and release it as cutting waves of air. They're powerful enough to punch through iron, most Pakeha would lose their finger from that. They're rare though, and string dials are even rarer, they were only found on Birka and that place was destroyed almost a decade ago."

"Huh. Then how'd that farm get them?" Kurogiri asks.

"Choir Grange isn't a farm so much as a… wildlife reserve, I think Saltborn call it? A hundred or so years ago, a few Skypieans realized that jet dials were going extinct from overhunting, and decided to take precautions. They gathered as many rare breeds of sky nautilus as they could and set up cloud aquariums to preserve them in as close to their natural habitats as possible. They're above the Calm Belt so the other sky islands don't get near them, except for Weatheria every couple of years."

"And Hawaiki gets dials from them?" Tenko guesses. "What kind of preserve sells its endangered animals?"

"We have a trade agreement with them," she explains. "Cloud really isn't great for growing food. They literally worship dirt, they call it Vearth, and volcanic soil is extremely fertile. We send a few buckets up with the gigasina when they come overhead, they send useful common ones back down."

Kurogiri frowns at his loot. "Useful?"

She gives him an apologetic look. "Milky dials, the ones that emit cloud? They don't work down at sea level. It's fairly basic atmospheric science, the clouds can't… form… What."

Kurogiri takes his finger off the button of a dial that just produced a small sphere of cloud. Or more specifically, of Cloud. "See, they actually did mention that. Didn't wanna give me something I couldn't use. But since my Clouds don't actually care about atmospheric pressure… It's really useful, to be honest. I can still control them after the dial spits them out, so it lets me bypass my usual limits. I never did finish my training. Raw output was supposed to be third year, first and second were control and creativity."

Mata blinks. "Well… If they work for you, I guess. This is certainly a first. Anyway, I suppose you could sell some of those to get money? Dials aren't unheard of down here, but they're still difficult to get because they can't be bred in the Blue Seas and the normal routes to the White Seas are all somewhere between risky and lethal. A jet dial in particular would probably be worth a few million beri at least."

"Think yen," Tenko says when Kurogiri opens his mouth to ask.

Kurogiri blinks and picks up a particular shell, a palm-sized spiral. "I could buy a car for that much… Neh, I think I'd save that for a last resort. I'm not sure how to get back up there anyway. What other options are there?"

"Well… There is one way I think of to get a lot fast. You can swim, right?"

"Absolutely."

Tenko looks away. "I can… not drown, mostly," he mutters.

"Brazil, I swear to Nezu," Kurogiri grumbles.

"Okay, why the fuck would you pick Brazil? Why not Hawai'i?" That's been bothering him. He's not even going to bother asking about Nezu.

"Hawai'i would lead All For One back to Michael-jii and my cousins, and America's too close to him anyway. Brazil's on the exact opposite side of the planet from Japan, it has the biggest Japanese immigrant community in the world, All For One won't go near it because it has its own triple-S overlord and Lady Serafina loses her shit if anyone bothers the Quirked animals in the Amazon but has a soft spot for Nezu, and it has both a decent-sized gaming culture and an obsession with football."

Tenko stares at him. "Football."

"It's Decay-proof. Only the goalie touches the ball by hand and proper gear for that includes gloves. I'd be a shitty parent if I didn't at least try to get you to have fun outside and exercise. Which includes swimming, dammit, he didn't let me overrule you on lessons for that! And he can't say it would have broken cover to take you to a pool, I know for a fact one of the Doctor's hospitals had a fancy current one in the physical therapy unit."

That is… amazingly well thought out, honestly. If he ever wanted to play football he'd load up one of the FIFA games, but Giri isn't wrong that he could theoretically have played it as a kid despite his Quirk, and the rest of the logic is solid. It doesn't change the fact he still can't swim for shit. Dog paddling at best. "I can learn now, can't I?"

"You didn't want to because of the chlorine. I'm not sure the salt will be much better," Kurogiri observes.

He's well past giving a shit about pain, he hardly feels it anymore after all that surgery, but his skin does still bother him more than a little, and now he's thinking about it so he has to scratch…

"Is it just dry?" Mata asks suddenly. "If your skin is only dry, we've got remedies for that. It's not exactly a rare problem."

"It is 'just' dry, but it's a rare severity," Kurogiri tells her slowly.

She smiles wryly. "Hawaiki skin is tough. Dryness is one of the few things that can damage it, and we do live on a beach."

"I hate lotion," Tenko warns her.

"We have options."

Kurogiri gives him a look that's half expectant, half pleading, and he groans. "All right…"

[xdrakesboyfriend]

8,10,12,14,22 for Present Mic for the ask game :)

8: make him into a sunshine character whos an idiot :/ he canonically has the 6th highest intelligence state (only being beat by characters such as all might n nezu, who have 6/5 int stats), outranking aizawa (the fandom’s “smart one” when it comes to anything erasermic) n he can be pretty mean as seen w the traitor aoyama scene (if im remembering that scene correctly even a little) n his interactions w kurogiri/kuroboro.

hes also not happy all the time or feminine </3, he just has an upbeat persona to hide his actual feelings n parts of his real personality n just has long blonde hair. at this point i think ppl just see long hair or blond n assume that the character’s femme. regardless, that dude is smart as fuck, a bit of an asshole n mostly leans more towards being masc than femme (is really only femme in terms of being a bit flamboyant when present mic, but as hizashi yamada hes not. does that make sense) <3.

10: uuummm prolly not i fear that i would stress about that man n that will lead to arguments in the off chance im confrontational. i would develop an anxiety disorder (assuming that i dont already have one. i need to see a diagnostician) trying to make sure that man actually cares for himself

12: he has 2 moms n 3 older sisters :) his two oldest sisters have quirks (the eldest got their mom’s boomburst quirk n the second eldest got their mama’s vocal/siren quirk) while the third is quirkless. mom is a trans lesbian/trans n bi (i havent decided on a sexuality for her) n mama is a cis lesbian

14: uuuhhh ,,, really any fashion aesthetic that involves ALOT of leather n casual wear, wince i think hizashi dresses more causally n comfortable outside of his present mic persona. think leather pants n jackets, comfortable shirts (some of which are prolly baggy), prolly some graphic tees n sunglasses (n just regular glasses), ALSO JEWELRY, ESPECIALLY NECKLACES !!

22: i looovvve when ppl give him insecurities or when they make him feel uncared for in him n aizawas friendship (cause i love the hc that aizawa decided to “not care” about anything or anyone (even tho he still cares deeply) as a part of his coping mechanisms) which sucks for hizashi cause aizawa is HIS coping mechanism.

in terms of something i dont like….. prolly when they make him overly bubbly or nice (tho he is a genuinely nice person. but hes also bitchy n grumpy. hes both), which just loops back around into 8 tbh

[aupromptsforthesoul]

Erasermic JJK Reincarnation AU: Aizawa Shouta is Nanami Kento. Haibara Yuu is his dumbass husband Yamada Hizashi. Their dynamic is entirely unique and beautiful for a sorcerer duo and they cause chaos wherever they go. A Nanami who delights in chaos (while staying lowkey) and is determined to be a good teacher to the upcoming generation, and a Haibara who is overly loud, weirdly smart for such a dumbass, and has a weird habit of being selectively mute when he's not talking Way Too Loud. These kids have been married since they saw each other and nobody understands why. Somehow they are the most responsible people in the school.

Aizawa is just glad he doesn't get dry eye anymore. Somehow always has eyedrops on hand for Gojo. Hizashi loves not accidentally leveling buildings when he gets excited! Also sometimes Panics about talking and goes selectively mute!

They were not expecting their son to show up at the school freshly traumatized yet again and with cigarette burns over his eye. He is ALSO selectively mute.

Hitoshi wasn't dumb enough to actually believe anything Mahito said, he built his entire hero career out of manipulating people, but he got a bit caught up in double crossing the curse and shit got a bit out of control. His mom's in the hospital and now he's going to hero school 2: electric boogaloo? At least his dads are here???

[ao3feed-kiribaku]

All the Ways to Fall

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/d4U18HG by Sphinx9711 (Angela_Spiteri10) After being rejected by All Might and overlooked by U.A. as a hero course candidate, Izuku Midoriya enters U.A.'s Support Department. But as he proves himself as a genius analyst with cutting-edge inventions, the heroes and villains alike begin to take notice. With relationships budding, alliances shifting, and a traitor revealed, the world realises power isn’t always born from quirks. Sometimes, it’s the clever ones you need to watch out for. Words: 1078, Chapters: 1/32, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen, M/M Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Kaminari Denki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Maijima Higari | Power Loader, Snipe (My Hero Academia), Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Shirakumo Oboro, Hatsume Mei, Midoriya Inko, Nedzu (My Hero Academia), Class 1-F (My Hero Academia), Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Class 1-B (My Hero Academia), Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Mineta Minoru Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Maijima Higari | Power Loader/Snipe, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight/Shirakumo Oboro Additional Tags: Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, BAMF Midoriya Izuku, Support Department Midoriya Izuku, Slow Burn, Analyst Midoriya Izuku, Smart Midoriya Izuku, Scary Midoriya Izuku, Confident Midoriya Izuku, Chaotic Midoriya Izuku, Chaotic Hatsume Mei, Traitor Mineta Minoru, Crack Treated Seriously, Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, League of Villains Redemption (My Hero Academia), Yagi Toshinori | All Might Bashing, Bad Parent Midoriya Inko, Angst with a Happy Ending, Shouto Todoroki is snarky, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor Faces Consequences read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/d4U18HG

[fresitaisdaydreaming]

I was checking my notes and came across a few prompts and fics i wrote,,, so I'm posting some of them!

Starting with the oldest one lmao

(shindeku, gender swapped deku, dadzawa, erasermic 💀)

Puppy Love!

Chapter 5 "hi"

"Hey boys! Need a ride?"

The car window opened to greet them with the green eyes and bright blonde hair of his husband.

The older man nodded at shinsou and they both got in the car with the ravenette's husband

"hey"

"hey" he smiled as they greeted each other with a kiss, wich in return made the younger boy sitting in the back of the car look away uncomfortable.

"i got off work early at the radio station so i came to pick you up" hizashi said as he started to drive away

"where are you going kid?" he motioned to shinso looking at him from the rear-view mirror.

"um, could you drop me at the cafe in gatoaishi street"

"sure" hizashi smiled "your parents work there don't they? At the cat cafe?"

"yeah, my moms own the place"

"oh that's lovely! Me and shouta love that place" his green eyes lit up at the mention of their favorite place.

Shou and him love to spend their few free days at the cozy stablishment.

"we've never seen you there" shouta cracked an eye open with his head resting in the window at his side.

"im usually at the back" the boy shrugged and the adult nodded in understanding.

"oh! you don't mind if we pass for our daughter in the way do you?" hizashi asked "we're picking her up from dance class and then dropping her with a friend " he smiled.

"sure" replied shinso.

Izumi, as it is friday, had decided to go out with her friends after her extracurricular.

Even though they had accorded to not tell everyone about their familiar connection, it wasn't exactly a secret, as it was impossible to hide it from the green haired girl friends when they needed to come and drop her off, it had been a shock to all of them, they were specially, uncomfortable when they decided to have a sleep over at their house only to realize that it was their teachers house and that izumi yamazawa stands for yamada-aizawa.

So, not al lot of people knew, but they weren't trying to hide it either.

Taking a turn they come across the place she's coming out of dance class, waving goodbye to her teacher and other classmates.

The car stops infront of her and shinso goes wide eyed.

"hey pops! Hi dad" she smiles at the as she enters the car only to stop on her tracks at the sight of the unexpected passanger in the other side of the back seat.

She freezes as her forest color eyes widen as big as a deer in the headlight.

"hi" the lavander haired boy breathes, looking like he just saw a ghost.

"hi" responds the girl, her voice raising almost 8 octaves.

"izumi, this is shinso, he's the boy that's been training with your dad" the blonde explains.

"you fought him at the sports festival, you remember, right?" Shouta adds.

"No, yeah, I i remember him.." izumi and shinso exchange looks, eyes still widen in surprise.

Shinso must be surprised that the girl she fought was his teachers daughter all along, it does come as a shocker as there is no resembles between her and her dad.

"shinso, this is our daughter, izumi yamada-aizawa" says Shouta.

"I see.. it's nice to formally meet you" he offers his hand with a smirk as izumi gives him a weak smile as she shakes her hand which only makes him chuckle.

"I guess that makes sense, of course it was aizawa-sensei's daughter to beat me"

"wha- but, you did amazing! It doesn't matter who's daughter I am, you could've totally beat me"

Shinsou blushes at izumi's response.

"I'm just saying.. If hadn't know what your quirk was I would have totally lost" she shrugged.

"well, I mean- That just undermines your analityc skills, even if you hadn't been told what my quirk was before the battles started, you would've still figure it out"

Izumi looks at the lavander eyes staring deep into her, his compliment not going unnoticed, making her cheeks flush in pink.

"I know right! My little girl is so smart, did you know she has more than 12 notebooks on quirk analysis?" hizashi says excitedly "she has two of them dedicated to just us" he beams proudly with a smile.

"dad!" izumi reddens impossibly more and shinso smiles at the comment of the girl's energetic father, both haven forgotten that they were in the car with both teachers.

"what? It's cute" hizashi shrugs.

Shouta smiles a little when he sees the pout in izumi's face.

The car stops at a small coffee shop, it reads 'Ta-neko', through the windows you can see few people enjoying their coffee and pastries, a a cat sleeping in a counter where a woman is taking orders from customers.

"where here!"

"thanks for the ride, sensei"

"oh, no problem, we were going to drop off izumi with her friends anyways" hizashi smiles then looks at the green-haired girl "where did you say the place was, izumi?"

The two teens in the back share a look between them with startled faces.

"oh um.. A few blocks away actually!" she stutters.

"I can just walk from here, don't worry"

She grabs the handle of the door intending to get out and shinso shuffles to

go with her.

"are you sure? We can just take you there" Shouta glances at her.

"yeah, itsokeybyedadbyepopsloveyou"

"Okey, have fun hanging with the squad!" hizashi waves the two of them as they both get out the car.

While the drive back home Shouta thought about how weird izumi was acting during the whole ride, he wonders how she feels about the boy.

While he knows his daughter is not usually one to dislike people, he can't help but think that she was perhaps intimidated by being in a car with the person she fought in the sports festival.

It was a though match after all, not in the physical sense but in a mental way, even while knowing that shinsou's quirk needs a verbal response in order to activate, some of the things he said for him to get a response from izumi could have been a little harsh. It's not strange she feels a little uncomfortable around him.

Shinso has had a problem with how people persive his quirk as 'villainous', and though he can relate, he has developed a sort of inferiority complex due to this. He has tackled this problem with him in the time they've been training and he has honestly gotten better at not comparing himself and assuming things about other people who have more flashy quirks.

I'm sure they won't have any problems, but looking at how izumi reacted it's best to keep them apart in class. He's gonna have to change sits this Monday.

....

"so... Hanging out with the squad" the purple-haired boy grins.

"technically, we are" the greenette shrugged.

"just a little later" she smirks.

"sure"

....

God, he wished they would've just dropped her at the place and not let her walk to there, because now he doesn't know where she was or who gave izumi a bouquet of flowers that left her singing love song all day....

He opens the door to yet another song blasting in her pink stereo, violating his ear drums, izumi is walking around her room, in her pink flowered nightgown, tossing her head and swaying her hips to the rhythm of the song with phone in hand, no doubt texting her friends.

♫ I LIKE SHINY THINGS BUT I'D MARRY YOU WITH PAPER RINGS, UH-HUH THAT'S RIGHT, DARLING ♫

At his left he can see a vase of water with flowers in it, looking at it it's more clear that it's not a bouquet of flowers but more a mixture of plants with tiny little white and pink flowers likely ripped from someone's garden. It was kind of cute. But he still intended to ask who his daughter was hanging with.