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Hey guys.

Posting to say that I probably won’t pick up the SMAU until late December. As the end of the semester approaches, I’ve realized that I need to prioritize my schoolwork and mental health over everything else, so I won’t have time to focus on the SMAU.

I will most likely pick it up, but at the same time I’m not satisfied with the story I’ve started, and I may stick to doing some shorter one shot stuff.

If you live in the US you also will understand how stressful tomorrow is going to be for many of us, myself included. Please take it easy on yourselves and if you haven’t yet, please vote.

Thank you all for reading, I’ll try and upload some shorter things in the meantime.

Love all y’all

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ooooo reader dragging bf tomura to a Halloween party actually 😈

hiii sorry i usually like to add lil more plot to these things but brain not braining rn so enjoy this lil scenario type thing <3

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homebody // tomura shigaraki

"i wanna go home." he mumbles into your neck as your hands run up and down his back. "people are looking at me weird."

you release a long exhale, your fingers finding their way under his mask and into the knotted locks of hair pressed against the nape of his neck.

"who? i'll kill them." you coo. "show them you're all mine."

"hot. would be even hotter if i could hear that again in private." he breathes out a nervous chuckle.

you couldn't blame him for the constant push and pull of trying to socialize with a bunch of drunkards. his own friend group was sometimes too much for him, and you knew if he could have it his way, you'd be intertwined with each other on the couch running through bad horror movies and indulging in the candy bucket that you swore would be reserved for the trick-or-treaters.

"don't piss me off." you whisper against his ear, pressing a kiss against his masked jaw. "take a shot with me. it'll make you feel better."

tomura stands up straight, meeting your eyes with his own bloodshot ones from the build up of multiple sleepless nights.

"you don't need to drink anymore." he groans. "your demons are already starting to come out."

"is that a problem?"

"yes." he deadpans. "if you start crying or embarrassing me, i'm leaving you here."

a lie.

you press your lips together into a tight line, leaving your conversation to falter into a silent staring contest between you two.

tomura thought for a moment. maybe if you did drink a little over your capacity, it'd be easier to convince you to go home. it could really only go one of two ways- you'd be so inebriated, you'd let him throw you over his shoulder and go on your merry way, or you'd be so inebriated, you'd really throw a fit and do anything to not leave this dingy apartment.

his thumb came up to brush across your bitten, swollen bottom lip. it was almost impossible to say no to you when you looked at him with those eyes. he could be as mean and cold as he'd like, but when you're standing here pressed against him with that stupid fake blood splattered across your face, and glitter on your cheekbones, he was ready to crumble.

thank god for the mask.

"shots it is." he sighs, heartbeat speeding up at the sight of your growing wicked smile.

"good boy." you slap a hand against his chest, pushing past him towards the kitchen counter lined with bottles of liquor.

"right. before i forget." you begin.

you turn back to tomura, pressing his back against the wall as you reach up and pull his mask over the bridge of his nose. his eyes widen and breath stifles for a moment as you lean up and press your lips against his.

"as promised." you mutter

it was a quick kiss, lingering for only a second before you turned back on your heels, leaving his lips parted, mask undone, and face hot.

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Chapter 6 - Black Eye

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A/n- sorry for the long wait and short chapter!!! From now on updates will be on Thursdays and occasionally Saturday/sunday. Next chapter WILL have a written portion!!!

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Hey yall, next part probably won’t be out until Thursday. Sorry for the delays 😭 my school work and mental health just have to come first. I am brainstorming the entire week tho!!!

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Part 5 - Non-Celebrity Commoners

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“I don’t think I can watch another episode of this Bakugo.”

You push yourself off your now-cramped twin bed to stretch as you and Bakugo had been sitting there for hours watching episode after episode of his favorite show. Had he asked you what you wanted to watch? No. Did you care that much? Also no.

It seemed to keep him sated and non-combative, which was perfect. You just needed SOMEONE around to ease the fear of being snatched out of your bed at any moment.

“You have no attention span. I don’t know how you’ve even made it this far in life when you can’t even watch a 20 minute episode without playing with your phone or some shit.”

The blond haired man pushes himself off your bed as well, placing his feet on the ground and walking over to your desk chair to sit.

“I just need to do something else. Like anything else. I know it’s late but I don’t think I can sleep.”

You sit on the soft rug Mina had supplied to your dorm room and rest your head in your hands, going over the things you’ve heard that last few days.

A liability. That’s what they called you. The commission didn’t care if you were safe. They only cared if you lost your power and it got into the wrong hands.

They cared even more that you didn’t ruin the “reputation” of any of their precious heroes in training. Or put them in any danger.

As if it wasn’t literally their whole job to protect those who couldn’t protect themselves.

And you COULD protect yourself. You were trained in self defense and martial arts. It was part of the intense regiment the commission had you on ever since you were a child.

But you couldn’t stand up to something like the league.

“Stop spiraling birdbrain. I don’t think I can handle another idiot who worries like it’s their job. Deku is enough.”

You scoff at the man in front of you’s harsh words and shake your head.

“Easier said than done. I just need a distraction.”

“Why do they call you that stupid nickname anyways hm?”

You look up at him in annoyance.

“Dove? It’s an alias. I can’t use my real name. It’s classified information.”

“Does anyone know it?”

“I mean Shoto does. But he won’t tell. Plus the commission and the rest of his family. There’s a reason that Hawks and I don’t reveal that stuff.”

Bakugo looks at you skeptically before rolling his eyes.

“Can’t be that damn big of a deal. Probably just don’t want everyone to know you’re some government funded hero project. The both of you.”

He wasn’t entirely wrong, but the sentiment pissed you off. He knew nothing about how you were raised. He had a normal childhood with normal friends in a normal school. He wouldn’t get it.

“I don’t have to explain anything to you anyways, Bakugo. Maybe one day if I trust you and the rest of 1A enough I’ll explain it. Not now though.”

“You’re giving me a headache. Can you fix that with your freak quirk?”

“I could if I wanted to, but you’re making it extremely difficult to care.”

You can hear Bakugo throwing some smartass comment back your way, but you don’t fully register the words he’s saying.

Your thought process was interrupted by a text from a number you didn’t recognize.

"Hey! Pay attention when I talk to you, birdbrain. I still have questions for yo-"

"You should leave, Bakugo."

Your hands shook as you shut off your phone and stood up, walking to the door to signal to the hotheaded man who was currently staring daggers into you that it was better that he go.

"The hell? Thought you were scared to spend the night alone. You suddenly grow a pair or someth-"

"Leave. Please. I don't need the company anymore. It's better that I be alone."

Your mind raced with the possible implications of the message you had received. Obviously, it was the league...

But what the hell did your brother have to do with it?

"Fine then. Don't come asking for my help again, you hear me?"

You close the door behind Bakugo as he leaves your room and stomps off to his own.

Climbing into your bed and wrapping yourself in your covers, all you can do is lay there in shock and try to wrap your mind around the situation at hand.

How many things have I truly been lied to about?

A/N- Guyssssss disregard the times and dates I forgot to change them :')

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Heyyy everyone following for the SMAU, I won’t be posting today because it’s been a really long class day and I have things to catch up on. Tomorrow though!!! It will be out!!!!!

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Chapter 4 - Liability

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Izuku lays on the bench next to you as you carefully pluck a soft feather from the back of your wings. You'd need one big enough to wrap his forearm, so it took a bit more effort as you strained to pull it out from the root.

"Does that hurt?" An expression of concern covers the green-haired man's face as you cringe at the sore feeling following the removal.

"Just a bit. I've been off duty for a while due to all the backlash and stuff... so my feathers grew in a bit thicker, and I'm not used to taking them out anymore. Quirk still works like a charm, though."

You carefully wrap his arm, and within a few seconds, it's as good as new.

"holy shit..."

"I guess it takes less time than I expected now. huh.."

Just as Izuku is about to start his energetic tirade about how awesome and helpful your quirk is, a cold hand rests on your shoulder, and a familiar stoic voice speaks in your ear.

"As I said, I need to talk to you. I can't keep this a secret any longer."

Shoto guides you out of the tent and into a more private storage room within the training facility. His face is unreadable, but he has an air of uncertainty that makes you nervous. Shoto is rarely worried like this.

"I'm talking to you here because I know the commission has your phone tapped, and you technically aren't supposed to know about this."

You weren't new to your government-assigned guardians at the commission hiding things from you. Ever since you were a little girl, they kept you entirely out of the know. They proclaimed it was for your own good, but you knew the truth. Like everyone else in the hero world, they saw you as an asset. One that must be kept in perfect order. That meant not informing you of certain important things to avoid stressing your mind...

...or prompting you to think for yourself.

"Is my brother in danger? Or you and the other students?" The words of Mr. Takahashi echoed in your brain.

You'll only become a liability to these people.

"No. Actually, this time, it's only you."

You stiffen at his response.

"Me?"

"Last night, when I was on the phone, I was getting exclusive intel from my father. We have confirmation that All for One and the League of Villains plan to ambush the school with the goal of taking you hostage."

"So what, they want to hold me for ransom or lure in my brother to take him out?"

"They want your quirk."

A chill runs through your body at the thought. The league was extremely powerful. Each member had a quirk that could take you out in seconds. All for One, taking your quirk would be detrimental to the heroes.

The League of Villains would be practically invincible.

"You weren't supposed to know because the commission thought you'd try and surround yourself with us. The way my father was talking about it made it seem like they were more concerned with bad publicity for hero students than your safety."

That tracks.

"So what? They were just gonna let me get taken?"

"Most likely. I'm not sure what the plan was from there. Just be prepared. I'll try to stick by you when I can, but when it happens, I'm not sure what I'm allowed to do."

Great. So the commission was planning on using you as human bait to get the League right where they want them.

This whole plan sounded half-baked to you. All for One could steal a quirk in a matter of seconds. How could they guarantee he wouldn't execute his own plan before you were taken to safety?

"Fuck. Shoto, I don't know what to do now."

"I know. I'll be here. I won't let anything bad happen to you."

Overcome with the need to be close to your dearest friend in your moment of need, you wrap your arms around the tall, split-haired man's neck in a much-needed embrace.

Cautiously, he wraps his around your back, resting his chin on your head as he attempts to soothe your worry.

His heart nearly beats out of his chest at your touch.

"Y/n?"

"Yeah, Sho?"

"I promised to protect you when we were children... you're always looking after me when I overwork myself and get injured. It's time I put those words into action again."

You look up into his two-toned eyes and feel your heart slow with his breathing.

"To hell with what the commission tells me to do. Anyone who tries to bring harm to my...

...my best friend...

...will meet my flames."

A/n- Finally conflicttttttt!! I'll reveal more of your backstory as we go along!! Obviously the whole Hawks backstory has a massive hand in all of it. Plussssss more todoroki family interaction coming soon (in unexpected ways)

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18+ MDNI!!!!

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Soft Sex with Dabi

Dabi is not the most… open with his emotions.

He loves you, he knows it and so do you. He shows it in his own way.

He loves feeling like your protector, swears he’d kill anyone who would even dare to look at you wrong. He’s proven it before too, having burnt multiple guys who have tried hitting on you to ash.

He loves to show you off, having you sat comfortably in his lap during League meetings (much to Shigarakis displeasure) and making sure you’re securely in his arms when the league is lounging in the bar. They all need to know you’re his.

Most of all, he loves fucking you into his bed so hard that your makeup stays on his pillow and you can barely walk for days. That’s how he expresses his love the most. He’s rough and unforgiving, leaving marks and handprints on your body and bruising your cervix with every thrust.

Don’t get it twisted, you love when he does that too. You love him in all ways, but your expression tends to be much softer.

You care for the man who never got the attention he deserved and so desperately craved. In quiet moments you run your fingers through his box-dyed hair and massage his scalp until he eventually falls asleep against your chest, his relaxed expression almost giving him an innocent boyish look despite all his hardships.

You make sure he eats after missions, making him food so he can come home and relax, not having to think about his next meal.

You let him talk to you for hours about his life before he was “Dabi.” You’re the only one he wants to tell about it. He vents about his family, how they wronged him, how much he actually misses his mother.

You love him purely, in the softest way you possibly can, because you know he needs it.

So one night, when Dabi starts to slide his hands up your thighs and under your skirt in the middle of the bar, and the two of you get to making out on his bed, you make a proposition to him:

“Can I take care of you tonight, love?”

He lets out a little scoff at your statement before realizing that you’re serious. He’s not used to relinquishing control, and he’s definitely not accustomed to doing anything gentle.

“Babe, you know how I am. I’m gonna get restless the second you start to tease and you’ll end up pinned-“

“Just let me baby, I wanna try something…”

His eyes widen at your insistence. Never have you been so persistent at getting what you want in bed before. Every time before now had consisted of you giving yourself to him completely, letting him make a mess of you and claim you as his own.

“Jus’ wanna show you how much I love you, Dabi…”

He can’t say no to you. Not when you’re pleading this way. Looking down at him so sweetly from your place on his lap. Professing your love for him.

“Sure, doll, go ahead. But if I decide it’s not my style you’re getting flipped straight onto your stomach.”

You giggle at his “threat” and he thinks it’s the most angelic sound he’s ever heard.

Slowly but surely you begin to kiss down the scars on his neck, making your way to his collarbone and the bit of chest that his low cut shirt exposed.

You slide your hands under his shirt to feel his marred chest. Soft skin meeting rough scars with only a haphazardly placed row of staples patch it together.

A soft gasp leaves his lips as you grind softly down on his painfully hard bulge.

“You’re killin’ me doll face. Can’t just tease like this…”

“You’re really pretty, Touya.”

He stops in his tracks and stares into your eyes at the mention of that name. You’ve only called him that a few times before, never in bed, only ever when he was having one of his rare vulnerable moments.

You wanted to see him. All of him. Raw and unmasked and at your mercy. Not that you wanted to take advantage of him, no, quite the opposite.

You slowly lift his shirt above his head and push on his chest until his back meets the admittedly worn out mattress.

He looks at you like you’re the only thing in the world that could ever save him. Like you could forgive every sin he’s ever committed.

You kiss down his chest until you reach the button of his jeans. Instead of unbuttoning it and touching him where he needs you most, you reach to interlace your fingers with his.

He pauses before locking his digits in yours, reciprocating the incredibly soft action.

This isn’t his style. Not at all. Something in him aches at the gentleness. It almost feels like guilt.

He can’t seem to get a word out.

“Is this okay Touya?”

“Mmhm- keep goin doll…”

If he spoke just a word more he might have choked on it. You remove your dominant hand from his, still holding the other, and skillfully unbutton his jeans with one hand. Reluctantly he releases your other hand so you can pull his pants and boxers down.

“I’m not gonna suck you off, not just yet. Wanna be close to you love. Need to feel you inside of me…”

All he can do is nod as you straddle his hips and line him up with your entrance. As you slowly sink down onto him, you guide his hands to your waist.

“Hold onto me, grab me, squeeze me, whatever you want baby, just let me take care of you right now.”

For the first time in his relationship with you he feels like he has no clue what to do.

Well, that’s not entirely true.

He’s felt clueless about how to be a good boyfriend before. He never thought he could ever make someone happy, never thought he could be enough for someone to call him their love, their everything.

He felt clueless the first time you kissed him, before he even asked you to be his girl. It had never felt like that before. You had poured every ounce of care and compassion you had for him into that kiss and he could feel it all. The only thing he knew after that was that you had to be his. One way or another.

But he has never felt clueless when it came to you wrapped around him, taking him so sweetly. Not until now. Now he had no control, and that left him without any knowledge of what to do.

You lean down to kiss his forehead as you reach the base of his aching cock.

“You feel so good baby, always feel so good.”

Your breathing is heavy now and he can tell you’re losing your composure. A small smirk appears on his face as he guides his hands up your torso to softly squeeze your breasts.

“Can ya move now doll? Please?”

Never has Dabi begged. He swore off begging that day at Sekoto peak.

But he’d do anything for you.

You begin to slowly ride him, laying your chest against his while he wraps his arms around you in a tight embrace. Your speed increases as he kisses the top of your head.

“Fuck baby. Just like that doll. Please don’t stop… feels so good… I-“

“You’re so— ngh- fucking perfect Touya. Amazing. I love you so much.”

He can’t help but let a tear slip from his eye at your words. Given the context it shouldn’t be making him feel so sensitive.

But he is loved. You love him. Someone out there loves him. And that someone is giving every part of themself to him in this moment.

And consuming every part of him in the process.

“Fuck… y/n…I love you too.”

With that you clench around him, reaching your high and spurring on his release as well. You collapse against his chest to catch your breath.

You feel something wet fall onto your head.

“M’ sorry doll, don’t mean to get all fuckin’ soft on you n’ shit-“

“Don’t apologize. I love you. I mean it. Just wanted you to feel it.”

Dabi is crying, something you’ve never seen him do before, yet he smiles softly down at you.

“I dunno what I did to deserve ya doll.”

“You don’t have to do anything. You’re perfect how you are.”

You’re tearing up now too. He chuckles softly, wiping your tears with his thumb.

“Well shit. Now I’ve made you cry too. We should get cleaned up hm?”

You nod at his suggestion and kiss his wet cheeks.

“Wanna stay here for just a moment longer. Let me love on my man.”

His hand runs through your sweaty hair.

“I really do love you doll.”

“I love you too, but you already know that.”

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Chapter 3 - Rise and Shine

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Warnings!!- Mentions of alcohol consumption, suggestive comments

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Shigaraki x Idol!reader

Gosh just a little drabble because I’m feeling like thinking about Shiggy rn…

Tomura who is obsessed with idols, but you in particular are his favorite idol.

He’d watch you on YouTube, preforming on stage with the other members of your group. Hitting every single dance move and singing every sweet beautiful note. He’d feel like it was just for him.

He would know all your fan chants and he’d own tons of merch pertaining to your group, but more specifically you. He would practically have a shrine.

Meeting him for the first time would almost be cute. He’d shyly approach you after seeing you walking around the streets of Mustafu on a day off, saying how he loves you and would like an autograph.

Of course you recognize him. You know exactly who he is. He was too blinded by adoration to think about who he was either.

But in that moment, you didn’t care… he was just so… sweet. Nothing like the image of a despicable and deprived villain that came to mind at the mention of the name Tomura Shigaraki.

So you give him your autograph… and you sit and talk with him for a few minutes.

Then thirty minutes.

Then five hours.

You end up following him back to the headquarters of the paranormal liberation front. You follow him through the doors, down the hall, and up the elevator to his penthouse suite at the building.

He is a notoriously evil man. He hurts other people for his own gain. He has killed.

But something makes you stay.

You stay and play video games with him for hours.

You stay as he lays on his messy bed and you play with his ragged hair.

You stay the entire night and wake up next to him. In his arms.

He looks sweet like this… asleep with you. The sun shines on his face just so.

You kiss his forehead and curl back into his chest, not caring where you were for the moment.

Something in you changed after meeting the leader of the league of villains and head of the paranormal liberation front.

You’re used to making people happy.

You want to make him feel cared for.

You want to show him love.

A/N - this man makes me cry I think about him all the time :( lemme make it better smh

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Chapter 2 - Truth or Dare

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Suggestive content, alcohol consumption, NSFW implications MDNI

Kirishima's room is huge. His whole dorm is huge, for that matter. It's laid out almost like an apartment, with a central living room and two bedrooms, one for him and one for his blonde, hotheaded roommate who you've just learned was named Bakugo, each with an attached bathroom.

Only 1A students were left at the gathering now, with you tagging along as the "guest of honor," as Kirishima had put it when you timidly opened the door to his bedroom to join the game of truth or dare he and Mina were currently setting up.

The timidity came from the fact that Kirishima's door was not the first one you had opened. You had been greeted by Katsuki Bakugo's displeased yell when you accidentally intruded on him, changing out of a shirt that an extremely drunk Denki had spilled some insane concoction of liquor and various juices on.

You had frozen in shock at the door, eyes locked on the bulging muscles of the future pro-hero's back.

Damn. If he wasn't such an asshole about everything, I would have a huge crush on him

You shook the drunken, ill-advised and altogether thirsty thought from your clouded brain and quickly exited the room before he could attempt to berate you further.

Now you were seated on the edge of Kirishima's bed, surrounded by people you barely knew, and about to play a game that you knew might put you in a few awkward situations.

"Hey h-hot stuuuffff.... you gonna plaaay with us?" you turn your head to see the same, very drunk Denki, who ruined Bakugo's t-shirt approaching your side, stumbling and slurring his words.

"You're this drunk, and it's only...11:30..." you read out to him from your phone, which was now pinging with several messages from various unknown numbers.

Who the hell is texting me this much?

"Sorry about him. He always gets this way. I'll get Jiro to force him to drink some water and sober up." The redheaded man whose bed you were currently sitting on thankfully thwarts Denki's intoxicated plan to try and flirt with you, guiding him to the kitchen while he whines in disappointment.

"Thanks, Kirishima. Poor guy definitely needs to take a break."

you decide to finally check your phone to see what all texts from unknown numbers was about while you wait for the game to start.

"Alright!! Ladies and Gentlemen, it is time to play the game of truth or dare!"

Mina's voice booms through the room, evoking excited jeers from the students who remained at the party.

"Today, we have a newbie! Not only is she new to UA, but she's never played truth or dare before! Like ever! In her entire life!"

The partygoers make various exaggerated noises of shock and cheer you on as you laugh along with them, your awkwardness having been eased by the alcohol and vibes.

"You're in for a wild ride, Dove," Kirishima says softly into your ear. "Promise I won't let them make you do anything you don't want to. That's just not my style."

You feel your face heat up at the proximity. His breath fanning against your neck and face. He smells nice, a little like beer and sweat, but mostly nice, and you're inclined to trust him as he scoots a little bit closer to you on his bed.

Mina begins to explain the rules to the group as a recap for them and an introduction for you. They're pretty simple; one person starts by asking whoever they want the question, "truth or dare." The person asked then picks their poison; if they pick truth, they must answer a "juicy" question (Mina's phrasing), and if they pick dare, they must complete a dare (obviously). The catch is that if you refuse to complete your challenge, you have to drink.

With bottles and solo cups in everybody's hands, the game starts.

"Mina," Kirishima starts, "truth or dare."

Mina ponders the question for a second before deciding, "Hmmmm... let's start this game off with a bang. Dare."

"I dare you to give the hottest person in the room a kiss on the cheek." Kirishima responds, leaning back on his elbows with a satisfied smirk on his face.

"Alright, if you say so." Mina begins to walk slowly and dramatically across the circle to where you and Kirishima sit, inching closer and closer to Kirishima before turning her face at the last minute to plant a kiss on your face, leaving a pink lipstick mark on your cheek.

"My roomie is obvi the hottest here. No question." Mina giggles, sitting down as Kirishima pouts.

"Alright, my turn to ask then." Mina turns to look at Bakugo and daringly chooses him. "Boomboy. Truth or dare?"

"Truth. And don't call me that shit." He scoffs out, making Mina stifle a laugh.

"What's your body count?" The room goes quiet in anticipation of his response.

"That's a stupid question. Ask another."

"Thats not how the game works Kacchan."

"Fine. One." Bakugo replies, looking down into his drink and swirling the dark liquid.

"That's not true Kacchan. You have to tell the truth."

With that last comment, Izuku had properly pissed Bakugo off.

He takes a long drink from his cup, face contorting at the taste of the alcohol after, and continues on to his turn.

After a few rounds of chaotic fun, with Shinso being asked if he's ever used his quirk in bed (he chose to drink) and Kirishima being made to lift as many classmates as he could, finally, it was your turn to be asked a question.

"Dove, truth or dare."

"Truth, I'm not so confident I can handle a dare just yet."

"Who do you think has the hottest body in 1A?"

You stare back at (well, more like through) Hagakure who had chosen the question for you, then look around the room.

"Well, if we're talking girls, that's impossible. Everyone here is gorgeous."

"Guys then?" Hagakure keeps prying, trying to get you to spill something juicy.

"It's gotta be between Bakugo and Kirishima. I can't choose. Is that good enough?"

Both men's eyes go wide at your statement, with Kirishima sporting a bright pink blush and Bakugo turning away in embarrassment.

Kirishima suddenly feels completely sober looking at you. He knows he has a nice body; he works hard on it every single day. What surprised him wasn't the implications of your statement. It was the fact that you were saying it.

On the other side of the room, though he put on a tough face, Bakugo felt just a twinge of the same thing his best friend was feeling.

Except you were already next to Kirishima.

And this whole damn thing was way too stupid for him.

"My turn to ask!" You announce in delight, scanning the room for whoever would be your first victim.

"Sho, truth or dare?"

He thinks for a second before deciding his fate.

"Truth."

"I'm gonna go easy on you. Have you ever had a crush on anyone in this room?"

You were sure this would be a no-brainer for your stoic and driven best friend. For as long as you've known him, which is basically your entire life, he has never once expressed romantic feelings for anyone. He didn't even seem like the type to have time for a relationship.

Shoto Todoroki lifts his cup to his mouth and chooses to drink.

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A/N- Aaaaaaaa I promise this is gonna be a much slower burn than this chapter is making it out to be, I just wanted to establish some stuff right off the bat. I have a taglist now!!! So just lmk if you wanna be added.

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Chapter 1 - Girl Time

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"Is it weird? Y'know, going to school with a bunch of normies after basically having worked in the field for years already?"

After Todoroki left to rest in his room before the night's get-together, you and Mina got to talking about anything and everything while painting each other's nails. You were glad to have made a friend already, someone who wouldn't treat you differently due to your status.

"Maybe a little. I wouldn't consider you guys normies, though." Mina let out a small, amused hum in response as she finished brushing the pink polish onto your pinky nail. "so you've seen our work?" she jokes, blowing on your nails lightly to accelerate the drying process.

Of course, you'd seen their work. Class 1A had become something of a media spectacle in the past year. Villain activity had been ramping up, and they were called on to help tamp down any beginnings of an uprising. News outlets were constantly covering their interactions with the League of Villains, a group that was being dubbed the biggest threat to hero society since the original reign of All for One.

You let out a soft chuckle as Mina leans in to attend to your response.

"You guys are pretty damn incredible. Some of the strongest heroes I've ever encountered, and I've been around quite a few. I'm really excited to be learning alongside everyone-"

"And using that totally amazing healing quirk!" she interrupts, smiling up at you momentarily before going back to applying a clear coat on each of your nails.

"It seems I'll need to use it quite a bit. Class 1A has an affinity for getting hurt. Honestly, that's better for me though... I need the training."

"You're basically a pro already, though!" Mina responds, screwing on the lid of the nail polish bottle and walking across the room to place it back in her vanity.

"It never hurts to get some more training, " you say, looking down at your freshly painted nails, admiring the color and design Mina had created.

A knock on the door rings through the room.

"Ladies, whenever you're ready, you can come over to my dorm! We've got pizza and drinks, and Mirio was awesome enough to go grab us a couple cases of beer." Kirishima's muffled voice calls out from the other side of the door, his volume lowering at the end of his sentence to try and be discreet.

"What kind?" Mina calls out, straightening her clothes as she stands up.

"I dunno, he's just bringing it. I'm gonna go get the others. See ya there!" You hear his footsteps getting further away before he knocks on another door, gathering more people for the supposedly "small" get-together.

"You comin'?" Mina asks, holding her hand out to help you up from where you're seated on the floor.

"Yup, you lead the way."

A/N- Hope you guys like the chapter!! It's kinda short, but they'll get a bit longer as I put more out! Lmk what ya'll think and if you want a tag list.

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Dekusquad

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You and Shoto have been friends since you were kids due to his proximity to the hero world. He is also the only person at UA to know you and Hawks' legal names (Besides UA administration)

Hawks most definitely started chatting to Endeavor about how "kids grow up so fast" and started tearing up a little due to you moving out.

Shinso has two cats and posts them all the time. He got special permission from the university to have them in the dorms.

A/N—I'm working on the first chapter now!! The timeline of this fic will make a bit more sense as we progress; everyone is just going to have to suspend their disbelief a teensy bit, lol.

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Bakusquad

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The five people Bakugo follows are Denki, MIna, Kirishima, Izuku, and All Might.

MIna posts OOTD's all the time. She's kinda a micro-celebrity.

Denki's tweets lowkey blow up all the time because he says the funniest shit. Sometimes, it's on purpose; most of the time, it's not.

Kirishima has more followers than any of them because he's genuinely made a ton of friends during his internship and patrols. Like EVERYONE likes him. Plus, he's basically the newest hero-in-training heartthrob.

Kirishima also posts thirst traps all the time, but it is entirely unintentional. Most of them are just him trying to show off his gains.

A/N- Heyyyy I know literally EVERYTHING looks different, but I finally found a good app to use!!!! And sadly, Bakugo's Twitter handle had to change cuz my app told me the original was too long. Anywayssssss first chapter coming later today!!

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Hey shawties I’m gonna work on finishing the profiles and getting the first chapter out by tomorrow!!! I have been overloaded with assignments recently (and was kinda using this story to procrastinate) but I will have time to work on it tomorrow. Thanks for the support so far!!!

ALSO the screenshots are about to look a little bit different just because I don’t like how the app I was using looked lol

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Support Squad

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Mei and Maina work on a lot of support projects together since their personalities are pretty opposite

Mei takes the lead, and Maina does all the behind-the-scenes, but essential, work to make sure Mei's inventions don't literally blow up in her face

Since you aren't directly fighting villains on the front lines, but you have to deal with civilians and heroes so often, you have to get both your hero and support license

Aizawa reluctantly gave the girls your number when Mei started begging for details about the "new girl" and insisting that she didn't want you to feel lonely

Mei and Maina room together... Maina keeps her side neat and tidy, while Mei's side looks like a tornado ran through it. Most of the time, she sleeps on top of a pile of sheets, blankets, and clothes that cover her mattress

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Pro Hero Gang + Dove (Y/N)

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Y/N only goes by the pseudonym "Dove" for now because, just like Hawks, her identity needs to stay concealed

Almost all heroes have social media accounts; these are just some of the most prominent (and story-relevant) ones

Aizawa refuses to have any social media other than LinkedIn

Endeavor doesn't believe in PR teams. He is also fond of minion memes (when appropriate)

Mirko is well-known and beloved for having zero filter on her Twitter

Y/N is a junior in college already because the university deemed her skills to be on par with those of junior-level students, and she enrolled in college later than most.