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boxofshadows · 10 months

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Oh, Your Love is Sunlight

Midnight/Nemuri Kayama x gn! reader

content: best friends to lovers, reader struggles with emotions and understanding romance vs platonic feelings, reader's gender is completely unimportant for the plot, reader can be seen as autistic if that resonates w/ you, fluff, confession, bath scene (sfw but there is nudity), brief discussion of romantic & sexual attraction, reader can also be seen as aroace-spec if that resonates w/ you. Self indulgent fic

AN: hi! This is my first x reader fic ever! I tried my best, but I do take polite criticism. Please feel free to drop by and throw something in my ask box.

Although this is x reader, I do not use y/n or (your name) in this fic. I find that it makes it more enjoyable, and there was no real need because this was in first person.

It was a cold winter's night. Most of UA was fast asleep. Not you though, no. You were waiting for someone. Nemuri Kayama, your best friend. The staff had decided on having a movie night, due to much of her insistence. And then like cruel karma, she got called away as soon as the movie started. It’d been nearly six hours since you'd seen her last, everyone else had already gone to bed. You refused to let her come home alone, knowing she would likely be disappointed and a bit sad. She’d consistently been there for you no matter what, so it was safe to say she deserved this at the least.

You were pulled out of your thoughts as the very topic of your musings waltzed right through the front door.

"Nem- what the fuck happened to you?" You say, looking at your slightly battered friend. She had definitely seen better days, her hair was a mess and her makeup had gone runny, she looked tired, overwhelmed, and, overall, drenched.

Why the fuck was she soaking wet in 3°c weather? (That's 37°f btw)

"So, I got caught up on call helping with villains, right? Calls just kept coming in, yknow? Everything was going fine until the last group." She starts gesturing with her hands as she speaks. "They- they all had really powerful quirks, so I was doing my thing, and then one of them started a fire. The villains went down, and BackDraft started handling the fires. Except he burst a fucking fire hydrant and drenched me!" She says weakly, her shoulders slouching. "And then! And then my key card doesn't work because it's drenched, so I had to call Nedzu and tell him this whole story."

"Oh, Nem, I'm so sorry," You say softly, walking over to her as she sits down to take the frustratingly tall boots off. She struggles with the zipper for a minute before sighing in defeat. "Here, let me help. You've obviously had a rough night." You sit down besides her, lifting the fabric of the boot away from her leg before pulling it down.

You can see it in the way her eyes shine that she wants nothing more than to cry in frustration, and frankly you don't blame her. She'd been looking forward to being here for the movie night. "I didn't even get to be here for the stupid movie," She says wrought with emotion as you unzip the other boot. "I must look like a mess right now, crying over what is literally my job," she says, chuckling wetly.

"Well, I think it's fair that you're upset. You were looking forward to this. And if it means anything, I still think you look pretty, even drenched in water and dirt." You chuckle, setting the boots aside and handing her a pair of slippers. "We can always watch a movie, just the two of us, if you want."

"I would like that, yeah," she says, powder blue eyes staring into yours.

"C'mon, Nem, let me take care of you."

"First things first, let's get you warm." You say, gently nudging her towards the communal baths. They weren't exactly communal, more so bigger bathtubs meant to hold two or three people at a time. Not all of the staff were exactly comfortable showing themselves off.

You start the faucet on the bath, turning the water to a moderate 36°c. (roughly 97°f) she chuckles quietly at your insistence. "Are you just trying to see me naked?" She taunts, taking off accessories.

"No! You just need to warm up before you get sick, and you're also covered in sweat and dirt," You say, blushing furiously.

"Awwww you're no fun. Are you at least gonna get into the tub with me?" She asks. Her voice intones in a way you're familiar with, but not enough to the point that you know what it means. You've heard other people use a similar tone before, but that was in romantic settings. Clearly, she meant something else since the two of you were only friends.

"Do you want me to?" You ask, tilting your head owlishly.

"Sure, why not? I need help with my hair. I think there's a rock in my hair somewhere." She says, her eyes grow soft as she observes you.

"Alright, I'll be right back." When you come back to the bath, Nemuri is already in the tub. Her dirty clothes are in the bucket, and she seems to have put a bath bomb in the tub from her collection. You have bathed together before, as all friends do, but you couldn't help but be stunned by her beauty every time. The way her long slate black hair clings to her pale skin in a sharp contrast, while also managing to make her baby blue eyes pop. The way her face was littered with faint freckles and moles like a constellation that you desperately wanted to connect with your fingers. She's breathtaking, you felt lucky to have such a pretty friend.

"Well, are you just gonna ogle at me, or are you gonna get in, hun?" She says with a chuckle. "I don't bite- unless you want me too?" Your face lights up like a fire, not realizing you'd been staring.

"Sorry, I had to get you some of my clothes because I don't have your room key. I know they're not your style exactly, but it's better than walking around naked." You mutter the last part, setting the dry clothes and towels aside.

"Oh, it's fine, your clothes are plenty comfortable enough." She waves her hands, scooting back into the pool of warm water.

"Alright, do you mind..." You trail off with your face still incredibly red. Heroes had to change costumes around each other all the time, you had even done it a couple times behind a dumpster. For some reason, changing in front of Nemuri like this was much more tense. Maybe it was because you guys were such good friends.

"Oh! Of course," she says, closing her eyes and turning around. Nemuri was such a good friend, sometimes even the smallest gestures made your heart flutter. Undressing quickly, you feel something bubble in your stomach. This feeling always happens whenever you're naked or not fully dressed around Nemuri. Sometimes it happens even when you are fully dressed. Nemuri was just so pretty, you were probably just insecure.

You enter the water with a slight splash, quickly making yourself comfortable in the water. "Okay, I'm done."

"Okay," She says with a smile.

"Do you... want help?" You murmur, moving a bit closer to her.

"That'd be lovely, starlight. I can't really reach my back very well. I'll help you with yours if you want." She turns around to lean against the rim of the tub. This moment feels… strange. Oddly intimate for two friends. The special nickname she'd given you, starlight, made your heart flutter. You resist the urge to kiss her.

Kiss her? You were only friends. Sure, it was a little weird, but friends did this sort of thing all the time, you were sure of it. You again shake yourself of your thoughts and move closer. "Sure, Nem" You quickly grab the bottle of passion fruit body wash and pump a bit of the goopy purple soap into the palm of your hand, rubbing them together to create a nice lather.

You massage the soap across her left shoulder, going over any scrapes or bruises carefully. The large mass of her hair lays across her right shoulder as you massage the tissue of her upper and lower back. Nemuri sighs softly as you work out a tense not in the middle of her back with your thumb. once the left side of her back is done, you dump warm water out of a cup over her body to wash the suds away. "Does that feel alright?" You ask, instinctively holding one of her hips for stability as you scoop the mass of her hair to the other shoulder.

"Feels amazing, sweetheart." She sighs bonelessly, making your stomach summersault so hard you think it's attempting a new record. You run the pad of your thumb down her spine, applying gentle pressure throughout before repeating the same steps on her other shoulder. Her breath stutters occasionally as she continues washing her front and legs. You wonder occasionally if you're hurting her based on the way she reacts, but you know she'd say something if you were. She looks completely blissed out by the time you're done massaging her scalp and neck, and you almost wonder if she's fallen asleep.

"Still with me, Nem?" You ask softly.

"Course I am, babes," She says dreamily. "'S my turn now, yeah?" She turns around quickly, very nearly ending up right on top of you. She's still practically in your lap, at which point you turn around as fast as you can so that she doesn't see your face go red again for the umpteenth time tonight.

"Can you scoot a bit closer? I can't reach well like this," she asks, resting her soft hands on your bare shoulders.

"Y-yeah," you stammer, scooting back. Her legs drape along yours. You instinctively scrunch your shoulders as she tries to massage them.

"Calm down hun, I won't hurt you." She says quietly, running a hand down the small of your back. You know she wouldn't hurt you. You trust Nemuri more than you trust yourself sometimes. You want nothing more than to relax into her and enjoy this, but something feels caught in your throat, like your lungs have been squeezed too tight.

"Ah, I know, I'm just sensitive, sorry," you apologize and try to straighten your shoulders. It's not exactly a lie, but you also don't know what the truth is.

"It's alright, darling, don't worry." She almost seems to know something is wrong, even without telling her directly. Your face throbbed again at the nickname.

You felt the need for something, some way to understand why you were feeling like this. This couldn't be normal, you were sure people didn't usually act like this around their close friends. Maybe Nem would know, she was well versed in relationships. Nemuri had done an entire podcast on relationship advice, and she had been teaching you how to tell the difference. It was still incredibly hard to do though, so sometimes you deferred to her to understand.

"Nem, this is really off topic, but I have a question," you say as she works soap into your scalp and through your hair. You rub soap on one of your legs, before lowering it back into the water to get rid of the suds.

"Shoot away starlight," she says while massaging out a knot in your neck.

"So you know about relationships, right, and you know how much I struggle with telling the difference between romantic and platonic, whatever it is." You explain, cleaning your other leg and your front.

"Mhm, you couldn't tell if someone was interested in you if they asked to bathe with you." She says, carding her hands through your soaking wet hair.

"Yeah, exactly. So I've been having these feelings around someone, where it feels like my stomach is flipping around." You mutter, hoping she hasn't caught on just yet. "I want to spend the rest of my life with this person, and it feels way more intense than friendship, and seeing them undressed makes me feel kinda weird."

"That would be a romantic attraction, yes. Although that ‘strange feeling’ could be sexual attraction. Not everyone experiences the two the exact same way." She dumps water over your back and scalp, washing away the soap.

Oh.

She pulls the plug to the tub, standing up abruptly. You follow suit, choosing to avoid looking at her body to avoid that strange feeling again.. "What, uh, what do I do with that?"

"Well, you could tell this mysterious person.”

"That's a horrible idea," You mutter, pulling a tank top over your head.

“Why?" She asks sincerely, gathering up both of your laundry and dumping it down the chute.

"I doubt yo-they'd like me like that. They're beautiful and amazing, and I'm-" you gesture at your entire body.

"Anyone would be lucky to have you, babes, trust me." Nemuri turns the light to the bath segment off, heading out.

"Maybe someday. Or, maybe I just... Bury these feelings forever! That could work, right?" You ask, following behind her.

"No. The more you repress it, the more it's gonna hurt." She says solemnly.

"Here, I made us both high protein smoothies while I was waiting for you, in case you weren't hungry." You hand her the cup with a smile.

"Thank you, dear." She smiles at you, making your heart flutter again.

"Okay, Nem. Hypothetically, If I tell this person, and they don't like me back, what do I do?"

"If they hypothetically don't like you back, you could always stay friends, it's not really a big deal," Nemuri says, sipping her drink as you walk to her room.

"Okay," you say, shutting her bedroom door behind you. You barely make it through a movie before Nemuri decides to lay down to "relax her eyes." In her defense, the clock had just ticked over to two AM, and she had morning classes. Maybe while she slept, you could get some practice. You had no idea what to say to "confess." It's not like you were admitting a crime.

"I think I have a romantic attraction to you, Nemuri." You muttered, trying to keep quiet as you watched her sleep. That sounded too... robotic. She was beautiful, ethereal, you couldn't quite understand how someone so perfect wanted to spend so much time around you.

"Nemuri, I think- I think I'm in l-love with you." You flinch as you end the sentence, your heart racing.

Yeah. That felt right, love. Love was the right word to describe how she made you feel. "Nemuri, I think I'm in love with you," You say again, this time much more confident. "You're- You're amazing, beautiful, a competent hero and teacher, and I'm glad to spend every day with you." Your heart pounds in your chest. That felt good to say, like a weight had been lifted off of your back.

"mm.. I love you too, starlight." She says back, causing you to fly out of the bed in shock.

"Y-you heard me?" You squeak, covering your face, although it's not like she can see you anyways, you're hanging half way off the bed. The bed creaks, and then she's looming over you.

Tired blue eyes peer into yours that are currently peeking through your hands. The way she looks at you feels different now. Like she could pick you apart in seconds "Mhm, I wasn't deep asleep yet, silly." She says with a giggle. She pulls you up with her and sideways onto the bed with surprising ease. "For your information babes, I kinda knew the whole time. You aren't exactly... Subtle, darling." Nemuri kisses the side of your face.

"Wait, does this mean you like me too?" You ask, your mouth falling into an ‘o’ shape.

"What do you think 'I love you too' means, hun?"

"Oh." She peppers kisses across your face as you lay chest to chest.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to realize." She giggles into your now dry hair.

You smile lopsidedly at all of the affection, yawning quietly. "Can we figure the rest of this out tomorrow...? I'm tired... And you have class in like five hours."

"'Course, starlight, I'm just a little excited, sorry. good night, I love you." She says, pulling the blanket over you both as your limbs intertwine.

"Night night Nem, I love you too." You respond back, carding through her still-damp raven hair with your fingers.

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theomenroom · 3 months

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Character agency and Nem's penultimate heart event

I really don't like this one, it's a shallow power fantasy. and I was thinking about how to re-tool it into a more realistic depiction of abuse, and I think the simplest way to do it would be to increase Nem's agency in it.

Rather than making it be Sol convincing Nem that she deserves better than how Vace is treating her, make it that Nem is already thinking about leaving (maybe Vace has recently escalated past a line she thought she'd never allow someone to cross), but has real reasons to feel trapped.

All her friends, except Sol, are Helios now. She's not on speaking terms with Cal, and she was never close with Dys or Marz or Tang. She and her mom have grown apart, because her mom keeps trying to baby her and she's outgrown that. Her social status in that group was bolstered enormously by dating Vace; she tells you as much. She might lose all of her friends if she leaves him.

and she's seen what happens to people who Vace directs his anger at. Even if Vace doesn't do anything, his cronies still beat them up to try to impress Vace; that's a big part of Rex's deal.

and then there's the fact that he's a control freak with anger issues, a history of violence, an enjoyment of inflicting suffering, and access to the colony's armory. If she leaves him without assuming he might try to kill her that's leaving things to chance in an un-soldierly way.

Let Nem be the agent here wanting to leave, and let Sol help her brainstorm and offer things to keep her safe to make it so that she can leave, instead of Sol convincing her to leave and she's gone the next day.

Maybe Nem needs to transfer to expedition support or something to get away from Vace, and after this, going foraging in the valley boosts friendship with her. Utopia would love to get someone transferred from a combat role to the survey team instead of the other way around, and Rhett would probably understand.

Maybe Sol helps her work out an arrangement so she's never left alone in the colony, which could involve having to reconcile her with her mom or with Cal.

Put Nem and what she wants and needs at the center, and let Sol help her with real obstacles.

#i was a teenage exocolonist #iwatex #anemone exocolonist #abuse discussion #exocolonist meta

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brainicusrotticus · 6 months

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nem and vace do NOT end up together at any point in my doc!sol au, for a couple reasons:

• that relationship is bad. yes, i am obsessed with the problematic one. but nem deserves better, and vace is going to be better, but not in a relationship

• it is, admittedly, in the way of solivaceous

• the catalyst event for nem being vulnerable to vace is kom’s death (hence why it’s the only unpreventable one). but i say screw that, kom’s living. doc!sol goes full triage, thanks the wormhole they wanted to learn old-fashioned medicine (non-medbed), and definitely almost dies doing it.

nem still does lean into being a soldier. kom ends up permanently injured (not sure how yet, maybe paraplegia and a years-long side project between sol, instance, and tang to create a cybernetic frame that can read and act on the nervous system) and she wants to take up the mantle so he doesn’t feel guilty over not being able to protect the colony. (it wouldn’t work. but also this man absolutely makes someone in engineering [congruence? yeah, probably] soup up a wheelchair for him, steals a gun from the garrison, and gets out there anyway)

nem and vace do end up as good friends! kom actually has a good influence on vace, both because he gets (begrudging) respect and because he gives a shithead teenager the shovel talk about the whole colony within a month of helios landing. vace kind of sees him like a big brother, too.

also nem loves women. she would make a tiktok using a sound that just screams about how much she loves women while shaking the camera so violently you only get about two cumulative seconds of her crazy eyes in between the rapid flipping of very dark bedrooom at 2 AM and multicolored fairy lights strung along the walls.

#iwatex #iwate #i was a teenage exocolonist #sol #solane #solana #solanaceae #vace #olivaceous #nem #anemone #kom #kombucha #seriously my man deserves a chance to get a happy ending #nem and vace are the most chaotic friends ever tho #they’ve definitely gotten too competitive and broken things #rhett once banned them from the garrison and only let them do lookout duty for a whole month.#tarnishedgold #meta

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chkn-kit · 1 year

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10 more songs I want in proseka + groups that would fit them

I'M MAKING THE SECOND PART NOW. Here's the previous post.

Again, there units chosen for each song is very much based off vibes and my own interpretations so feel free to switch them around!

And just to make sure everyone's on the same page:

SPOILERS FOR THE JP VERSION

Kisaragi attention - JIN

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Unit: MORE MORE JUMP! Singers: MMJ + Rin

First of all, I gotta say that if I COULD add all kagepro songs in the game, I would. The fact that we have an idol character in the series but no MMJ covers is a crime and that's why I'm adding this song.

Haruka, Shizuku, and Airi have all shown hesitation toward being an idol in the main story. One because of the public attention not being what they wanted out of it (Airi), and another because they don't feel like they deserve to be called an idol anymore (Haruka and Shizuku). To be fair, at this point Kisaragi attention seems a little out of character, but the three of them all experienced a lot of hesitation toward their occupations and got over it. I also think Minori (and MMJ Rin) embody the clumsy and insecure nature of the MC in the song.

Dream-eating monochrome baku - Nem

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Unit: Wonderlands x Showtime Singers: Rui, Tsukasa, Len

Hmm remember what I said last time about not wanting to repeat the same pairings over and over again-

I couldn't NOT give this song to these three. I think the vibe of the song fits them so well and Rui especially would sound good in the chorus. Also I want to hear the little 'oh!'s in the song LMAO. They already added it's a wonderful cat life so... I vote for this one too :D

A happy death - Kikuo

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Unit: Nightcord at 25:00 Singers: Kanade, Mafuyu, (+ Miku)

I think people forget how pretty this song is since it gets overshadowed by Kikuo's other works, but I think it deserves a spot on here. (Not that it isn't a popular song of course but it's just not the first song people think of when they think of Kikuo.)

Kanade's character and her whole 'wanting to save people with her music' somewhat falls into place with the song. 'Saving' is being represented by killing the 'you' in the song, which is definitely not what we're trying to do-

But if we really want to go into the nitty gritty, we can say that we are saving Mafuyu by killing the 'good girl' persona she is putting up. Let's not take the song too literally haha.

(+ Kanade would sound nice singing this song.)

Sugar Guitar - Police Piccadilly

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Unit: Leo/Need Singers: L/N + Len

The sound fits well since its instrumental is pretty straightforward for bands. The theme of 'trying to find what you want to do in the future and going for it' fits well since L/N is still trying to find their sound and identity and what they want their band to be (I mean, 'resonating with you' was literally all about what they wanted to do in the future).

Also, it's a bop.

What else can you ask for?

Shinitai Juudai, Koroshitai Nijuudai - Nashimoto-P

(I must add that there is no official translation of the title but I think most people know the song as 'Wanting To Die In My Teens, Wanting To Kill In My Twenties') Unit: Nightcord at 25:00 Singers: Mizuki, Mafuyu, KAITO

I wanted to add in a Nashimoto-P song but I think most of them fall in a genre that don't line up with the game. It was either this one or AaAaAaAAaAaAAa, but after Mafuyu's character development on JP, I think this one fits better.

The N25 crew have all grown to a point where they can do a little reflection on themselves. And as we all know

"you must fight your mother, Mafuyu"

LOL

Kire carry on - Police Piccadilly

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Unit: Leo/Need Singers: L/N + MEIKO

I can't believe I repeated the same producer in the same list with the same unit.

But the vibes on this one just *chefs kiss* immaculate.

Corruption - Parsley Onuma

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(I put Onuma's self-cover in the post because the Miku version has some gore/body horror in the thumbnail/video in case people don't want to see that.

If you want the original you can just click here instead. The tuning is really nice!)

Unit: VIVID BAD SQUAD Singers: Akito & Toya

Hmmm I love this song sm. The main reason I put this song with VBS is because of how it sounds. I noticed a lot of VBS' songs are more rhythmic...? In nature? I'm not sure how to describe it because I never took music classes (all the terminology is above me).

The themes in the song are what lead me to giving it to the good ol' BAD DOGS with no vocaloids added into the mix. From what I'm getting, the MC despises the life they've been living and they feel like they're stuck in a loop of breaking, fixing, and masking themselves. They start to hate the person they're becoming. I think they end up leading a life of anger and spite, but instead find their salvation (the 'you' in the song) which is probably what the 'corruption' in the title refers to.

The song is pretty hard to interpret considering that the story is told from the MC's perspective, but nevertheless, I think it has enough tie-ins with Akito and Toya that I gave it to them.

Toya needed an escape from his home-life which stemmed from spite and in turn brought him to Akito. Akito needed something to help fulfill his desire to be worth something more which brought him to music (and to Toya).

Now sidenote: the themes are also N25 themes, but I don't know how many other people have noticed this but Toya's and Mafuyu's stories are incredibly similar. They would literally be in the same position storywise if it wasn't for the fact that Toya had the Tenmas to open his eyes earlier on in his life.

But that's a whole different tangent for a different day OOP

Yuukei Yesterday - JIN

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Unit: MORE MORE JUMP! Singers: Minori, Haruka, Miku

FINE. ANOTHER KAGEPRO SONG FOR MMJ. SUE ME! (Don't)

Yuukei yesterday is just so upbeat and wholesome. I think it fits with Minori's awkwardness when interacting with Haruka even if she isn't a tsundere like the MC of the song. I think her vocals would be really cute in the chorus ueueue

Common world domination - Pinocchio-P

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Unit: Wonderlands x Showtime Singers: WxS + Rin

I had to double check if this song was in the game or not. I think it could work nicely as a WxS cover since the song is so nonsensical and upbeat. I think any of the WxS members could sound great taking the lead in this song.

But despite that I also think they could also just add the original in the game as a VIRTUAL SINGER song instead of a unit cover :0

My discovery - Seeeeecun

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Unit: VIVID BAD SQUAD Singers: VBS + KAITO

With 'Light up the fire' being... a thing... and Taiga essentially saying all their efforts are going to waste since it's impossible for them to surpass RAD WEEKEND I think adding this song could be interesting.

From what I'm getting, the MC is reflecting on how useless they've become with their future amounting to nothing despite their best efforts. They see themselves as a failure and see their past confidence as nothing but a falsely inflated ego.

I really wanted to add this producer to the list because I think their music is very interesting. I think the word for what they add is 'dissonance'? Anyway, go take a look if you've got time :D

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If you read this entire thing I APPLAUD YOU. Especially if you listened to the songs as well. Please discuss the choices or songs with me, I love talking about this stuff! I'd love to hear about suggestions from other people as well.

#project sekai #pjsekai #proseka #colorful stage #leo/need #l/n #more more jump #mmj #wonderlands x showtime #wxs #vivid bad squad #vbs #nightcord at 25:00 #n25 #vocaloid #i tricked yall into reading my rambling about toya and vbs for 500 words #I WILL LITERALLY WRITE AN ESSAY ABOUT THE TOYA MAFUYU THING IF EVEN ONE PERSON ASKS

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justsalpals · 2 years

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So I just had one of my most heart wrenching iwatec playthroughs. I went in intending to be a big military asshole, so all of that was expected. What really punched me in the face was my interpersonal relationships.

I chose to focus on Vace, Nem, Rex, and Tammy. Nem, my best friend since childhood (because I've always loved her, and it felt correct on my military playthrough). Vace and Rex I both intended to sleep with, because I was curious about any drama. Tammy, just an absolute sweetheart, because I liked the idea of this asshole version of Sol having a secret soft side. Sol who was happy to shoot any xenos in sight, but would move heaven and earth for shy little Tammy and dreamed of having a million kids of their own.

In the end, I became Vace's sidepiece. Nem, my best friend all my life, screamed and cried at the betrayal before cutting me off completely. (She was right to, I think. She wasn't wrong when she said Vace and I were so similar, earlier in the playthrough. I wonder if she covered her matching tattoo. I don't think she would.)

Rex came to me, Vace having beat the shit out of him in warning to stay away from me. We still met, in secret. When he greeted me nearly every time calling me one of Vace's cronies, I realized that I was no better than those Helios kids who only loved him in private. (He sometimes reached out in concern, knowing I was with Vace. Even Nem did once. Despite it all, they still cared about me.)

And then, light among the dark, was Tammy. IMMEDIATELY after that tragic scene with Rex, she threw me a "birthday" party. I'd seen this scene before, but in the new context I legit almost teared up. In the midst of all this turmoil, she was my shining star. I truly did not deserve her.

In the end, Vace was cheating on me. I shouldn't have been surprised. He cheated on Nem with me, and I continued to see Rex that whole time. I think the family dinners with Tammy were one of the only reasons this Sol got up to see another day.

And then they died young in combat. It was probably the only end they ever saw for themselves. They died so terribly alone, still dreaming of a big family they'd never have and loves they wouldn't push away.

Edit: I forgot to include how much it utterly ruined me during the final glow attack, when after all this? Sol threw themselves over Nem and she pleaded with them to live. :')

#i was a teenage exocolonist #iwatec #iwatex

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numerolock · 2 years

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Don’t look at me like that Nem, I am trying to save you, you deserve so much better.

#i was a teenage exocolonist #iwatex

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midnightpink · 2 years

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I'll Still Love You Anyway

read it here on ao3

In a world of soulmates, Bruce Wayne is born without any marks on his body. He gets used to the idea of being alone.

Until his soul marks start showing up.

How the hell does he have so many kids?!

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Bruce curses, running a hand back through his hair. This isn’t… No. He isn’t supposed to have a soulmate. He is the Dark Knight, for crying out loud.

“Don’t tell him,” Bruce orders.

Alfred blinks. “Why not? You’ve found one of your soulmates. This is cause for celebration-”

“The Wayne family is a family of choice. He shouldn’t feel like he has to stay just because we’re…" Bruce stumbles. "And besides. He’s going to expect me to be some…some overly-doting-parent type and I can’t do that. There’s so much…so much about being someone’s soulmate. You’re supposed to be this…this…perfect person. You’re supposed to complete someone else. How the hell am I supposed to do that?”

by: PechoraFlow

Words: 40970 , Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Collections: vegalphalyra's batfam, jason’s homecoming AUs

Fandom: Batman - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Robin (DCU), Titus | Damian Wayne's Dog, Alfred the Cat (DCU)

Relationship: Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne

Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, somewhat canon compliant, I simplified some plot points, Platonic Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Found Family, why isnt that a tag, Hurt/Comfort, Whump, of course there's whump do you not know me, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily is a Mess (DCU), Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Bruce Wayne Tries, Dick Grayson Gets a Hug, Dick Grayson Has Issues, Dick Grayson Tries to Be a Good Older Sibling, Jason Todd Deserves Better, Jason Todd Has a Heart, Feels, Heavy Angst, But also, One Big Happy Family, ish, Angst with a Happy Ending, Dick Grayson has a Temper, this is one hundred percent true and also not a tag for some reason???, w o w this is long, Bruce Wayne loves his dumb kids, no beta we die lie nem, Family Drama, Platonic Cuddling, No Romance, Parenthood, do not fuck with Alfred, that is your only warning, t for language, Good Sibling Jason Todd, Tim Drake Gets a Hug, Tim Drake Needs a Break, Damian Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Damian Wayne is a Little Shit, Damian Wayne Loves Dick Grayson, Diana (Wonder Woman) & Clark Kent & Bruce Wayne Friendship, Justice League only appears briefly, so that includes, Superman - Freeform, wonder woman - Freeform, Green Lantern - Freeform, The Flash - Freeform, Mentioned Teen Titans (DCU), Martian Manhunter - Freeform, Batdad

#batfamily #fic rec #bruce wayne #batman #dick grayson #nightwing #jason todd #red hood #tim drake #red robin #damian wayne #robin #platonic soulmates

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goldenhydreigon47 · 3 years

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Alright so its time to hyperfixate even more on Omori by giving my rankings for a few characters, specifically the main cast in both Faraway and Headspace, and a few of the side characters, so without further ado...

*(INHALES)*

Sunny: Emo and very adorable. Lots of headcanons for him after the PGE ranging from keeping him his usual shy self to making him very sociable and talkative. 80/10

Omori: Garbage Boy Stink Man but we still love this little gremlin. 9/10

Kel: Buries all of his trauma deep down, all to help his friends. False smiles at any sadness. Honestly written really well. 150/10

Headspace Kel: Kel but annoying and no sadness. 20/10

Aubrey: BEST. GIRL. Has the best writing, the best music, the best headcanons, the best sprites, and BY FAR the best character arc. Is also extremely relatable. 200/10

Headspace Aubrey: Aubrey but much more upbeat and also clingy. Veeeeeeeery clingy (Touch Starved Aubrey my beloved). 25/10

Hero: Best brother figure in gaming and I will not take Mario as a rebuttal. Plus, he's literally the perfect man (other than my boyfriend, but I digress). 100/10

Headspace Hero: Kinda boring ngl. Still the most useful for battles though. 20/10

Basil: Adorable. Must protecc at all costs. Also, when he's written well, he has some of the best moments in the game. 175/10

Headspace Basil: Basil but even more adorable. 23/10

Mari: Sunny but with Hero's caring and Kel's goofieness. Just a shame she doesn't have a larger role imo (granted I know why but still), but that's what the fics are for :). 50/10

Kim: Feral lesbian gremlin. We stan. 120/10

Berley: Feral lesbian gremlin: Dinosaur fursona edition. 20/10

Angel: Kel but more hyper. 100/10

Nem: Puzl. 3/10

The Maverick: Weeb and also a complete doofus. 150/10

Mikal: No wonder he uses The Maverick persona. Mikal is so... so boring. 1/10

Vance: The other good big brother archetype in this game: 60/10

Van: He looks like a Snorlax. 5/10

Charlene: Basil but tall, female, and shyer. Still like her a lot as a character though. 50/10

Sharleen: Pretty much the same as her Faraway version. 5/10

Mincy: THE

THE SCRUNKLY ARTIST. 80/10

Cris: Honestly? She doesn't say much but doesn't have to. Again, that's what the fics are for. 70/10

Daphne: Mari but even more of a chaotic goofball. 70/10

Doughie: Same as her Faraway variant. 20/10

Bowen: Hero but with more silliness and similar to Sunny's design. 65/10

Biscuit: Same as Faraway Variant. 15/10

Captain Spaceboy: Transmasc Icon. We stan. 65/10

Sweetheart: I want to punch hed but also she's hilarious. 75/10

Pluto: WHEN I FLEX, I FEEL MY BEST!

💪💪💪💪/10

Jawsum: Giovanni but nicer and a shark. 60/10

Slime Girls: Splatoon 3 looks great/j. 17/10

Humphrey: Wipe that shit-eating grin off your face! -7/10

Stranger: Basil but emo. 10/10

SOMETHING: 👁. ????/10

Sunny's Parents and Basil's Parents: Y'know if you could come back and support your kid after the incident, that'd be greaaaaaaat. -50/10

Aubrey's Mother: Fuck you. Hope you die a slow death via alcohol poisoning in a jail cell. You deserve nothing but pain after how you treated Aubrey. -999,999,999,999/10

Kel and Hero's Parents: Your one benefit is that your better than the other parents of the main cast. 0/10

Polly: She's doing her best and needs more appreciation. 40/10

Angel's Sister: If you took Candace from Phineas and Ferb's obnoxiousness and combined it with the wrath and punishments of Vickie from The Fairly Odd Parents, you'd get Angel's sister. 1/10

Mewo: Adorable. 10/10

Hector: DOGGO. 20/10

Bun-Bun: WHY ARE ALL OF THE BUNNIES SO ADORABLE?! 30/10

Sprout Mole: They go •○•. 15/10

Sally: Adorable. 10/10

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gender-i-hardly-know-er · 3 years

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a bunch of playlists no one asked for but im gonna provide anyway

if any of the artists wish for me to not use their work on the covers of these, feel free to dm me and i'll change it!

numero uno- logan sanders is so fucking sad- he really is, so sorry king, you deserve better. cover art by @causeimanartist

next up- analogical but im projecting really hard onto both of them- they just love each other so much, guys- mostly songs that make me thing of me & my partner bc projecting, but yk,, them. cover art by @sleepy-starling

trois- loceit but its mostly songs i associate with my partner- i love nem and ne loves janus, ne loves me and i love logan- cover art by @loaffofbred

another one- intrulogical vibes but if they were both allowed to go feral- dont you just love it when them? cover art by @razmerry

and finally- logince but its mostly really angsty- roman and logan are both assholes, but theyre also both some of the sweetest bitches out there. they can kiss ig- cover art by @aidensm8

all of these are still ongoing, i add songs as a hear them (if you have any suggestions for any of them id love to hear some! dms/asks should be open)

i might make more, thinkin about making a roceit one, but these are what ive got rn, enjoy ig

#logan sanders #virgil sanders #janus sanders #remus sanders #roman sanders #analogical #loceit #intrulogical #logince

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notepadsandtealeaves · 4 years

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Shouta Aizawa x GN!Reader in: Loving You Always

From Your Hero, With Love 💌 || VDE 2021

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT || 18+ ONLY ||

|| ao3 version | event m.list | bnha tag | main blog ||

|| rdr vde (ladies) | rdr vde (gents) | batboys vde ||

|| from keigo 💌 | from shouta 💌 ||

____, you’ve got my heart in your hands.

More than that, you’ve weighed and examined it, and despite all its many flaws you’ve found me worthy of cradling yours in return. There is no higher honor, no greater gift than being loved by you and loving you in return.

His love for you runs deep and true…

↠ Requested By: My burning desire to receive a love letter lol ↠ Reader Gender: Neutral ↠ Content Type: SFW fluff ((but my blog’s 18+ if minors want to consume my sfw stuff while still respecting my wishes of them staying out of this space, they can head over to my AO3)) ↠ CWs: None ↠ Betas? Nah, we don’t do that here. ((tho we should, honestly)) ↠ Total WC: 1k~

Yes, I know that the holiday is celebrated a bit differently in Japan, with Valentine’s Day being more so guy-centric and White Day being aimed at the ladies, but shhhh~

Just go with it and (hopefully) enjoy!!

|| Loving You Always

To my love,

I bet you’re surprised to be getting something like this, yeah? I know that I’m not the most traditionally romantic guy around, just like I know that you don’t mind—we wouldn’t have made it to this point if you did. Still, just because I’m not the type to shower you in letters, gifts, and lavish dates 24/7 doesn’t mean that you don’t deserve that. Again, that’s not necessarily our style as a couple, but it’s nice to indulge every once in a while.

To that end I’ve reserved us a table at some high end restaurant downtown. It’s got the All Might seal of approval so it should be safe and secure, and he swears by their menu as well. I figured if nothing else this’ll give us a reason to get all dressed up. I know how much you love seeing me in a suit which is a ‘dreadfully rare occurrence’—I believe that’s how you put it, yes? I’ll even wear my hair up in that way you seem to like so much, maybe use a dab or two of that cologne you got me for my birthday. Who knows? I’m feeling fancy.

Speaking of fancy, I did get you something. Well, several somethings, but this particular one is my favorite of the bunch. If you haven’t already, open the largest box and try not to be too shocked.

I already know what you’re thinking, so let me just say that yes, you are worth it, and it’s my money besides. I can do with it what I want, and I want to spoil you. Also, if it helps you to accept things better this is a gift to me as much as it is to you. I know that we don’t often go to events that require eveningwear, but whenever we do the best part is always you. You wear your clothes so well, love; your taste is impeccable, and seeing your gorgeous frame draped in such fine materials and accessories is truly a delight. I noticed that you tend to favor this particular color combination, and with good reason—it compliments you beautifully—so that part was easy to get right at least.

As for the rest… I’m not the most stylish person in the world, so I did end up asking Nem and Hizashi for a few pointers. They were as terrible about the whole thing as you’d expect, but the end results will be more than worth it, I’m sure.

That said what you wear tonight is ultimately up to you, but I am hoping that you’ll be so kind as to indulge your perpetually sleep-deprived lover by doing him the absolute honor of wearing the outfit that he’s chosen for you.

Aside from the dinner and gifts, I don’t have too much else planned—well aside from the breakfast that I will be bringing you shortly if I haven’t shown up already. Figured it would be better that way, as plans are great and all, but they can be restricting. If the whole point is for us to enjoy ourselves and each other then we should be free to do so without the rigidity of a fixed schedule. So the day is ours to do with as we please; I have no real preferences as to how we spend our time, though I do have a few ideas as to what we can get up too. Unfortunately with today being a Sunday we can’t get into anything too crazy, but I promise you that won’t stop us from having our fun…

But the sole purpose of this letter is not just to inform you of the day’s events. I could have done that in person, no writing needed, but rather to let you know just how much you mean to me.

Feelings are interesting things. Before you came along I mostly viewed them as an inconvenience. It’s a constant balancing act, knowing when it’s okay to care, how deep that care should run, etc.—one that my tired self wasn’t overly fond of. People and relationships ran along the same lines. Both required more upkeep than what my schedule (and the capacity of those damned feelings I did my best to ignore) allowed for. As a result only a select few have ever been allowed to get close to me, but even with as well as those idiots I call friends know me, their knowledge pales in comparison to yours.

____, you’ve got my heart in your hands.

I know that by now you’ve learned to speak Shouta fluently. You know that my ‘I love you’s’ oftentimes manifest themselves in the form of a mug of your favorite blend, or a quick press of lips against your temple before a patrol, or a blanket tucked around your sleeping form. My every little tick and habit has been well documented and defined, but even so it is still good for me to show my affections in a more… let’s say direct way. I know that I don’t explicitly say it enough, and I’m fairly certain that prior to this letter I’ve never written it down, but–

____, I love you. So very, very much.

Honestly I felt like constantly saying the words would cheapen them somehow, but recently I’ve realized that that is impossible to do. So long as I still feel the burn of it in my heart and can see that same flame reflected back at me in the pool of your eyes the sentiment can never be lessened. I promise you that from this moment on that I will say it—hm, I was going to say ‘as often as I feel it’, but that would be truly excessive, wouldn’t it? Wouldn’t want you to get tired of hearing it, after all (though I’m sure you would say that’s impossible). In any case, just trust me when I say that you’ll be hearing the phrase a lot more from here on out, starting now.

Loving you always, Shouta

© notepadsandtealeaves, 2021 || Please do not repost, translate, or otherwise alter or distribute my works without my express permission. And for the love of god keep it away from Youtube and TikTok lol…

#((Immy does fan fiction: Plus Ultra Babies))#shouta aizawa x reader #shouta aizawa x you #shouta aizawa imagine #aizawa x reader #aizawa x you #aizawa imagine #eraserhead x reader #eraserhead x you #eraserhead imagine #does aizawa is sugar daddy?? maybe #i love the idea of sho being secretly loaded--be this by birth or him just not spending what he’s earned in excess #once he’s in a relationship i see him as being prone to spoiling his partner regardless of their overall dynamic #he likes providing for people it’s his primary love language; add to that his loving of seeing them smile and…#the gifts aren’t always super elaborate/expensive; usually it’s just things that remind him of them/things he knows they need #though he will not hesitate to drop a stack (or several) if something catches either of their eye #definitely has them model it for him afterwards and--well let my thirst ass stop right there lmao...

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@cantillat said: 👫 👫 👫 👫 👫 one for Saber, one for Archer, Arthur, one for Nem with Aiguille and a dealer's choice!

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship (Accepting!)

Yuuki x Saber!

She would die for Saber. She knows fundamentally that there’s no point in dying for him, it means they both would die but a part of her would still jump in front of whatever was coming for him just to save him. To Her, Saber is not just a Servant. He’s a person, with feelings and emotions. (That can be said for all her Servants, but Saber is fundamentally different. ) He’s her partner and lover. A mix that shouldn’t have happened, yet did.

He makes her stronger, and not just Physically. A strength that comes from the love and support one has when their partner is fully behind them. She learned how to cook food so they could be similar to a real couple, cooking and living together despite all the constant battles.

She thinks back on the day she summoned him, becoming a Master in the process. She recalls how clumsily they fought but still managed to become a team, and she vows that Saber will never have to go through another battle with her like that again. She practices learning how to hone her magecraft and to fight by his side better so he will never have to endure fighting alone ever again. She’ll always be there, at his side, ready to fight with him as one.

I also hc that Yuuki beats Saber to lunch every other day so that he can take a break and enjoy her food instead. She’s as giddy as a school girl, learning to be the perfect wife so that she can be a compliment to him as his partner. Despite all the constant fighting and changing of bases, she’s always coming up with new recipe ideas and trying to get him to eat them with her. She’ll serve him first and make sure that he’s comfy. He deserves a break, after all Saber is looking after her and she knows how big of a chore that can be.

Yuuki x Archer!

After experiencing Archer’s Memories for when he passed, she decided he wasn’t going to be alone anymore and she would see him for what he’s accomplished. Yuuki would ensure that Archer would always know that he is wanted by her, and that she chose him for him and nothing else.

Despite her hiding her decision for becoming a Master/Servant duo for Spite, it was the courage needed to get her into gear. She wants to prove to him that she is a wonderful Woman, and a talented mage and Master. She’ll prove him wrong, and make him eat his words!

She has a specific spot in her Servant Notebook that is a page of Archer, his likes and dislikes, and sketches of his emblems and weapons. She’s even gone so far as to make a few items for him, but is stored in a drawer until she can perfect them a bit more. She’s burnt herself and cut up her fingers in attempts to get the perfect resin looking set of Kansho and Bakuya.

She’s practicing her Archery form, and reading up on the culture behind it to see if she can end up surprising him and learning a thing or two beyond asking him. She wants to make him proud of her, and she figures the best way is to read up on his interests and make a better show to not seem so helpless without him.

Yuuki x Arthur!

Absolutely afraid of boars. After Arthur killed so many boars to try and make her a meal, she’s terrified he’ll go out and kill more boars and she’ll have to eat them again. It’s so much food... Yuuki know’s why he makes so much food, and it’s still hard for her. She feels like she’s going to explode!

Yuuki’s terrified that Arthur’s going to do something and hurt himself in a way she won’t ever be able to recover. He’s the perfect Knight, right? So that’s what Knights do. She loves that he’s her Knight and partner, but she doesn’t want to lose him to his chivalry.

The last thing Yuuki wants Arthur to see her as, is a damsel in distress. She tries really hard to be someone strong, to be his equal and to try and get him to lean on her as his Master, and friend.

She tries really hard to get Arthur to smile. Like, genuinely smile and laugh. He has a great responsibility after all, and while he easily can be a goof ball, she wants to make him smile and laugh along with her, because he deserves to have that weight lifted off his shoulders every once and a while too.

Nem x Aiguille! (The forbidden romance, a brute is the real princess he’s been looking for?!)

Despite Nem being well Nem, She actually wants to be seen as a different woman. Being with Aiguille changes her, and in a way she has never been. His softness, his determination and how he was treated in a semi-similar way and is yet different touches her poor edgy heart.

Nem always shows disdain but she’s always going to be the first person to beat the crap out of whoever speaks ill of Aiguille or threatens his safety. She’s not gonna let anyone talk down to him.

Nem would say she dislikes singing the “Fairytale” style songs that Aiguille is most likely used to, but in her free time she’s looking them up and trying to practice them. Her voice is rusty from lack of proper use, but she’ll push herself to move the castle for him.

She’s entirely too abrasive because she doesn’t want him to see what she’s like underneath, truly broken and afraid. She’s gotten by being aggressive, brutish and curt, but a part of her doesn’t mind being softer and gentler, but only for Aiguille and only when it’s them alone. If he told anyone else, she’d deny it profusely. Only He gets to see it.

Dealers choice! ( Yuuki x Angra )

Regardless of the fact that he can be a menace, Yuuki genuinely adores Angra. They started off as a weird pair, she wanting to prove something to him, and Angra probably only entertained her, thinking she’d grow tired of him eventually. Spoiler: It didn’t work.

She finds ways to include him, including making sure to spend time with him at places like the beach at times that are better for him, so evening/sunset time. It does make them more romantic in the end, so bonus points for her there!

I also hc that part of this relationship also helps Yuuki tap into those emotions she doesn’t normally feel, jealousy, anger, etc. Angra is the “root of all Evil” in Zoroastrian religion, and it makes her face those emotions and feel a bit more human. He reminds her that it’s okay to be anger, and jealous and sad. No one has to be fuzzy warm and happy all the time, and she’s included in that. That her strength comes from the scope of being herself, not just what she thinks people needs to see.

She constantly watches Angra when she can, and replicates his curse marks/glyphs/tattoos in her sketch book. They are marks of all evil, yet she finds them beautiful in a way. They represent the trials he’s had pushed onto him and over-came in a way. They have a beauty to her that she finds inexplainable. To her, they’re part of Angra and his past, and it’s something she will never forget.

#cantillat #The Magus Answers all— {Asks} §#Yuuki's Favored Saber–§#Yuuki's NAMELESS Archer–§#Yuuki's King of Knights— {Proto Arthur} §#Aiguille!? A Villain!? — {Aiguille} §

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sproutsgcrden · 3 years

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when the seafoam floats | chapter one

the entrance exam

summary: Aizawa Michi isn't sure of a lot of things in her life, but she is sure that Midoriya Izuku is going to be a great hero. Following him from Aldera Middle School to Yuuei High only cements that fact, even if he does have a strange new quirk.

author's note: this is a longtime coming! i've been planning Michi's story for over a year now, and i'm so excited to finally be able to share it! keep in mind that this a retelling of canon with an oc-- some things will be different, some things will be the same. i update every monday on ao3.

masterlist | read on ao3 | next chapter

want to be tagged? send in an ask and let me know!

art done by emmythetaciturn!

father | sent 06:48

good luck. don’t die. i’ll get you a kit-kat later

loudmouth | sent 07:03

HAVE FUN TODAY MIMI! YOU’RE GONNA ROCK THIS 😎😝👏💪🗣

nem | sent 07:06

You’re going to do amazing today, my little mimichan 💕💕

Missed Call | izukun💚 | 07:49

izukun💚 | sent 07:49

Hey! I’m here! Call me when you’re close? 😊

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Michi clicked the call back button, bringing the phone up to her ear as the familiar dial tone rang. The black skirt of her middle school uniform swayed gently in the wind as she continued her trek up the path that led to Yuuei High School. Her seafoam green hair, wavy as it was, was pulled back into her usual half-bun. Even if it was completely down, it would barely reach her shoulders. Her narrowed brown eyes began to search for the familiar green hair of her friend among the throng of middle school students in her way.

A click sound through the phone, and through the static and background noise Michi could make out a meek voice. Her lips formed a small grin, and her pace sped up. If she bumped into anyone, well, she could apologize later.

“Hello? Micchan?”

Michi excused herself past a couple who were walking extremely slow for her tastes, and tightened her bag to her shoulder with her free hand. “Hey Izukun! I’m about to pass the gates, so I’ll probably see you within a minute or two. Where are you at?” The golden gates seemed to dazzle in the sun. The young girl had been here many times with her father, but for some reason the entrance seemed especially intimidating today.

“Oh, I’m on the left side of the walkway, right by a pillar…” Michi could hear Izuku’s hesitance through the phone. “Are uh, are you nervous at all?”

“Nervous? Izukun, of course I’m nervous. This is the biggest entrance exam in the entire country. I doubt my quirk will be useful during the physical- but hey, that’s why we trained, yeah? If anyone can pull this off, it’s us!” Just then, Michi passed through the gate. She saw a glimpse of green hair behind one of the pillars, and changed her direction. “Anyways, I’m right behind you.”

A muffled and surprised screech sounded through her phone’s speaker, causing Michi to look up at the source of the noise. Izuku had turned around so quickly that he tripped, but luckily a nearby girl helped him. After hanging up her phone and putting it in her bag, Michi quickly ran towards the duo before her.

“Are you okay?” The cheerful voice of the brunette standing in front of Izuku carried through the open air. “Sorry for using my quirk on you without asking first! I know that some people may not like that, but I figured it would be better than falling!” The girl helped Izuku stand straight and released her quirk just as Michi caught up to them.

Leaning over, Michi gave Izuku a once over, just to make sure he didn’t actually hit anything before he was caught. When she didn’t see anything wrong, she nodded and turned to the brunette standing beside her. “Thanks for catching him. He can be a little clumsy- nerves aren’t really helping today.”

“Oh, it’s no problem! This whole thing is way nerve-wracking!” The two turned to Izuku, who was too busy staring off into space to be aware of anything around them. “Anyways- my name is Uraraka Ochako! Good luck in the exam!”

Michi bowed respectfully..“Aizawa Michi. And this is Midoriya Izuku. Good luck to you as well.” Uraraka nodded, and walked into the building, brown hair bouncing gracefully. Michi watched her walk inside before she turned her attention to her friend, who was muttering too quietly for her to catch on to what he was saying.

With a huff of amusement, she slapped his shoulder and began to guide him into the building. “Izukun, I know you don’t have much experience with girls, but you could at least try to introduce yourself to the one who saved you from eating the sidewalk.” Michi laughed as Izuku’s face went from shocked to embarrassed.

“Oh gosh, you’re right. I was too busy trying to figure out her quirk to even say anything! Do you think she noticed?” Their shoes scruffed against the paved stairs as they continued their walk, eventually reaching the door and going inside. “I mean, what do you think it was? I think it could be some sort of gravity manipulation based on how I floated- that’s perfect for rescue work! She would be an amazing hero, I really hope she makes it in- is that- Thirteen?!”

Thirteen was stationed at a long table at the end of the entrance hall, clearly meant to be a check-in. They pointed directions for the potential students in front of Izuku and Michi as they handed out pamphlets. Izuku began to shake, from nerves or excitement Michi couldn’t tell. She assumed a mixture of both. It wasn’t everyday you got to meet such influential heroes in person- at least for the normal civilian.

As the duo eventually made their way to the front of the line, Thirteen greeted them enthusiastically. “Welcome to Yuuei, Hero Hopefuls! Can you please give me your school I.D.s so we can get you checked in and ready to go?” Michi and Izuku, of course, already had their identification available. Thirteen quickly took them, and checked the two of them into the system. After handing a freshly printed packet to each of them, along with their I.D.s, Thirteen pointed them down the hall.

“Those packets include the booklets you will use in the written exam, along with information regarding the physical you’ll take after. Your proctor will explain everything in more detail once they’re ready to start the exam. Aizawa-san, you’ll be in room 1-E, right down the hall after taking the first left. Midoriya-san, you’ll be in room 1-G, just a few doors further down. Good luck to the both of you!”

Michi led the way to their respective rooms, clearly having some knowledge on where to go. Izuku followed her lead, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. “Uh, Micchan?” The girl in question absentmindedly nodded her head, gesturing for Izuku to continue his question. “Well, I was just thinking, isn’t it a bit strange that we haven’t seen Kacchan yet?”

“Why would you want him to see you today of all days?”

“I don’t! I just-” Izuku sighed, causing Michi to pause and pull him to the side of the hall. “If he does see me, I’d rather it be before everything starts? At least it wouldn’t be so embarrassing if he yelled at me in an empty hallway versus a classroom.”

Michi nodded in understanding, waiting a moment before speaking. “I don’t think he’d go too overboard today, Izuku. At least, not on campus? Yuuei is very strict in their policies, so he’d likely be barred from taking the exam if he started screaming at you for nothing.” She gave him a reassuring grin. “And if he did, I’d punch him in the face. Again.”

“Micchan! You can’t just talk about how you punched Kacchan!”

“Why not? The asshole deserved it for what he said. And you know it.”

“I mean, maybe he did. But I’m sure you’ll be barred from taking the exam for talking about how you assaulted another student so openly!”

“Yeah... But I could still make it into general studies, probably. Besides, my old man already knows I cracked open Bakugou’s nose.”

“Micchan!” Izuku’s eyes were wide, but he couldn’t mask the giggles leaving his mouth quite fast enough. Michi smiled in response- a large, open-mouthed smile that rarely came from the normally stoic girl. Once Izuku calmed down, he began to talk once more. “Oh yeah. I forgot you mentioned your dad taught here. I’m still upset you won’t tell me which hero he is.”

Michi huffed, a small ounce of suppressed laughter. “Dad doesn’t like me sharing his hero identity, Izukun. But, to give you a clue…”

Izuku leaned in closely, ready to hear whatever could possibly clue him in on the mysterious hero.

“You have a few pages dedicated to him in one of your notebooks! I think number eleven?”

Green eyes widened comically as Izuku took in the implications of his friend’s words. “You mean I already wrote about your dad and you won’t tell me which hero he is?!”

“I thought it was funny.” Michi shrugged with a small grin. “Plus, like I said, dad doesn’t like people knowing his hero identity.”

“I still- I wrote about your dad and you never said anything!”

“I would’ve corrected you on your analysis had you been wrong, but you actually broke down his abilities quite well! I wanted to take a picture and show it to him, but that would’ve been too on the nose.”

Michi slapped her shell-shocked friend on the shoulder, trying to snap him out of his stupor. “We have a test to take, remember? Let’s focus on that!”

Izuku, getting over his shock and embarrassment, shook his head clear of his thoughts and nodded towards his friend. Michi walked a little further with him to make sure that he made it to the correct room before hurrying to her own. It was time for the exam to get started.

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Michi groaned as she tightened the seafoam-colored half bun sitting on top of her head, turning her back quickly to pop it as she made her way towards the large auditorium Snipe had pointed her group in. The written test hadn’t been as difficult as she thought it could’ve been. Thanks to the endless nights she and Izuku spent studying every subject they could get their grubby little hands on, she didn’t have nearly the amount of trouble she expected to have on the math section. It really wasn’t one of her strong suits. Quirk Science and Quirks Laws, however, were a speciality of hers. Her father debated the laws with his coworkers frequently enough for her to pick up on, and Quirk Science definitely helped explain her own quirks’ functions. Sparing a quick glance down to her pamphlet, Michi took the stairs near the entrance to find her seat.

The row her seat was in wasn’t hard to find, but Michi did a double take once she found it. With narrowed eyes, she slammed her bag on the table with a bit more force than necessary. Of course they would sit her near him. She only hoped that Izuku got placed on her side instead of the empty seat on his side.

“Real mature, guard dog.” the grating voice of Bakugou Katsuki sounded from her right. She barely spared him a look of contempt before setting her gaze on the stage below. His ashen blond hair was as explosive as ever, red eyes set in the permanent glare she was used to seeing from him. The sight of his crooked nose was enough to almost make her lose her cool, letting out a short cackle.

“Yeah, as if you know anything about maturity. Want a reminder of how your nose got permanently tilted to the side?”

Bakugou snarled, turning away from Michi to face the stage once more.

It was the first day of their third year, and of course Izuku was the first one assigned to classroom cleanup. Michi offered to stay behind with him, but she ran to the restroom right after class was dismissed. She knew she should’ve waited until Bakugou and his cronies left for the day, a fact she cursed herself for months after the event.

Her shoes tapped against the linoleum floor as she hurried back to their class, knowing the sooner they got the cleaning done, the sooner they could go get some katsudon and celebrate their first day being over. She didn’t expect her vision to turn red in rage the moment she entered the room.

“If you really want to be a hero so bad- maybe you should take a swan dawn off the roof of the building and pray for a quirk in the next life!”

Fingers and the chain smoker had already turned towards the door, eyes widened in fear. Not knowing of the danger that awaited him, Bakugou turned towards the exit with a smug smirk. And that’s when he was met with a sharp crack against his nose. Blood leaked through the torn skin on the bridge, as well as one of his nostrils. He spluttered, hand moving up to catch the blood and cover his nose as his shocked eyes met Michi’s glowing red ones. Her seafoam hair, normally tied back in a half bun, floated towards the ceiling.

“If you ever say anything like that again, I won’t stop at your nose.”

The feeling of someone tapping her left shoulder brought her out of the flashback, and she turned to see Izuku smiling down at her. He set his bag down beside his chair softly, scooting his chair closer to hers as he sat down. His documents were placed on the table in a neat stack. He was about to say something to the girl beside him, when he seemed to realize that Bakugou was only two seats over. Michi knew he’d probably start freaking out, so she turned to face him completely, blocking out his view of Bakugou.

“How do you think you did on the written portion, Izukun?” The lights dimmed before going back to their original brightness, signalling that the presentation was about to begin.

The young boy fiddled with his papers, shaking his head slightly. “I think I did okay? There were a few questions on the beginnings of quirks that I had a bit of trouble with, but other than that it seemed easier than expected?”

“Yeah. Good thing we studied for the math section. I totally would’ve failed if we hadn’t gone over a majority of it.” Michi flicked her eyes towards the stage once more, seeing the silhouette of a man with very large hair walk up to the podium.

Izuku, Michi, and the rest of the participants crowded into the room focused their attention to the newcomer as the lights dimmed. His bright yellow hair, gelled up to the high heavens, was only accented by the artificial lights beaming down on him. Headphones covered his ears, and the collar of his leather jacket did little to hide the speaker connected around the man’s neck. Michi chuckled as she heard her green-haired friend let out a squeak in surprise.

“YOOOOO YUUEI HOPEFULS! HOW ARE WE FEELING TODAY?” The man certainly didn’t need the mic connected to the podium as his voice echoed clearly throughout the entire auditorium.

“That’s Present Mic! His quirk control is absolutely incredible- his rescue stats as well! I listen to his radio show every morning! I can’t believe he’s a teacher here! It’s totally crazy that all the teachers here are pros- guess that’s Yuuei for you!” Izuku was nearly bouncing in his seat, gushing over the Voice Hero with the quietest voice he could possibly muster.

“Will you stop nerding out, freak?”

Michi glared at Bakugou. “You really want me to mess up your nose again, sweaty hands?”

“Micchan! Kacchan!”

The two stopped glaring at each other and turned forwards again, paying attention to Present Mic, much to Izuku’s relief.

“WELCOME TO TODAY’S LIVE SHOW! EVERYBODY SAY HEY!”

If Michi had been paying attention to detail, she would’ve realized that no one in their position would ever reply. Tension and nerves were extremely palpable in the air; everyone was too scared to even say anything at this point in the exam. All except Michi- who was used to the loud, booming calls made by her father’s best friend. So when she replied with a decent-volume, she lifted her head, surprised to see over a thousand faces staring back at her.

Blood immediately rushed to her cheeks as she realized that she was the only one in the entire room to reply to the loudmouthed hero. She felt Izuku’s concerned gaze as she tried to block out the obnoxious sound of Bakugou trying (and failing) to hold in laughter.

“THANK YOU EXAMINEE 8978!” If Michi were any closer, she would be able to see the wink he sent her way, but from the distance she was at, she could barely see his exaggerated movements. “I’M HERE TO PRESENT THE GUIDELINES OF YOUR PRACTICAL! ARE YOU READY?!”

The large screen behind Present Mic lit up, showcasing a map of the ten different battle centers. “THIS IS HOW THE TEST IS GONNA GO, LISTENERS! YOU’LL BE EXPERIENCING TEN MINUTE LONG ‘MOCK CITYSCAPE MANEUVERS’! BRING ALONG WHATEVER YOU WANT! YOU’LL HEAD TO YOUR ASSIGNED LOCATION AFTER THIS PRESENTATION, YA DIG?”

Bakugou shuffled beside Michi, taking a quick glance at the paperwork laid out in front of each of them. “That’s so kids from the same middle school can’t help each other out, yeah?”

“Yeah. It makes sense, too. Especially considering that each consecutive I.D. number is assigned to a different location!”

“Get your eyes off of my paper, nerd!” Izuku shuddered as Bakugou whisper-screamed at him. The ashen blond grunted as he looked away. “I’ll crush all these losers. Fortunately for you, you’ll get to live another day.”

Michi felt a sinister grin form on her face as she spoke through clenched teeth. “Broken. Nose.”

They grew silent once more as Present Mic continued to speak.

“Each site is filled with three kinds of faux villains! Points are awarded for defeating each according to their respective difficulty levels!!! Use your quirks to disable these villains, and earn your points! That’s your goal, listeners!!” There was a short pause before the hero continued. “Of course, playing the antihero and attacking other examinees is prohibited!”

Michi elbowed Bakugou at the reminder, making him scowl at her.

“Excuse me! May I ask a question!”A voice sounded from below, nearly right in front of the stage. A figure was lit up by a stage light: a tall student with dark blue hair and glasses. He didn’t pause to let the hero reply before he continued on with his question. “There appear to be no fewer than four varieties of faux villains on this handout! Such a blatant error, if it is one, is highly unbecoming for Yuuei! Japan’s top academy! We’re all here today in the hopes of being molded into model heroes!”

“And you! With the curly hair!” His finger pointed towards Izuku, making the green haired boy cower behind Michi. “You’ve been muttering this whole time! It’s distracting!! If this is some sort of game to you, then please leave immediately!”

Izuku let out an embarrassed “Sorry,” in reply, making Michi glare down at the kid who singled her friend out. If it wasn’t going to create even more of a scene and cause Izuku to become even more of a nervous wreck, she’d totally give this guy a piece of her mind. Just who did he think he was?!

“Alright! Examinee 7111! Great catch, thank you!” Present Mic increased his volume, trying to lead the attention back to himself. “But the fourth villain variety gets you zero points! He’s more of an obstacle! There’s only one at each site! A gimmick of sorts that’ll rampage around in close quarters.”

“Thank you, sir! I apologize for the interruption!”

The presenting hero nodded, gesturing to the entire room with his hands. “That’s all from me, folks!” He went on to describe a quote from Napoleon, of all people. Michi knew this was the school of schools, but she also knew Mic was being forced to spew the random educational fact to them all. “PLUS ULTRA!!! Break a leg, listeners!”

With that, the main lights turned back on and the other potential students began to shuffle their way to their respective buses. The small shuttles would take them to and from campus to their testing sites. Bakugou, bag already slung across his shoulder and papers in his grasp, sped past Izuku and Michi as soon as the lights turned back on. The two shrugged as they gathered their things and made their way down and out to the buses.

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The shuttles, while as large as they could be, were still completely cramped. Michi found herself wishing that the battle centers were closer so that they could just walk to where they needed to be. She wasn’t much of a people person in the first place, even more-so when she was surrounded by random people with no room to herself. Luckily, she was able to grab a window seat near the back. The kid that sat immediately next to her didn’t seem too awful, either.

“Hey! Name’s Sero Hanta!” His deep black hair reached just above his shoulders, and his smile was so obviously genuine. Michi nodded, eyes flickering down to the round shape of his elbows before meeting his own. “This is totally crazy, right?”

“Aizawa Michi.” She sat up a bit straighter to provide more room for the both of them as she nodded. “Tell me about it. Didn’t know we were fighting robots… I’m going to have to be creative.”

Sero lifted his arms to give her a better view of his elbows. “I get ya! My quirk’s called Tape! I produce organic tape from my elbows.” He dropped his arms once she had gotten a good look. “What’s yours?”

“It’s called Erasure.” Michi held up her hands for Sero to see. “If I touch someone with all five fingers, I can erase their quirk. Or, I make them unable to use it? It’s not very effective on those with mutations, however.”

“Oh no shit?” Sero turned to face Michi fully, lifting his elbow to her still raised hand. “Try it on me! I wanna see what happens with my quirk!”

The young girl nodded, and placed her entire hand on the boy’s elbows. Michi felt her hair begin to float upwards, and she could tell by the look on Sero’s face that her normally brown eyes had begun to glow red. “You can move your elbow. I can still have my quirk activated if I let go.”

Sero tilted his arm away from her, moving it back and forth with furrowed brows. He shook his arm a few times, in an attempt to try to use his quirk. “It’s so weird. I know my quirk’s still here, it just feels like I forgot how to use it.” He knocked his knuckles against his elbow. “Yeah, I can’t get anything to come out.”

Michi nodded and deactivated her quirk; the feeling of her hair floating back down to normal tickled the back of her neck. In an instant, tape shot out of Sero’s elbows in a similar fashion to a grenade getting launched. He quickly grabbed the end before it could get far, and retracted it. She sheepishly scratched the back of her neck, turning her gaze to the floor.

“Sorry. I should’ve warned you before I let it go.”

“Eh, don’t worry about it!!” The shuttle came to a stop in front of their battle center, and the two of them stood as they waited their turn to make their way to the gate. “That’s a pretty great quirk though. It sucks that you don’t have a way to use it against the robots.”

Michi shrugged, following Sero as he began to walk through the aisle. “I have a few ideas of what I can do. Either way, if I don’t manage to bag enough villain points, I’m confident I’ll make it into general education. I can just fight my way into the hero course from there.”

The duo had made their way to the gate by the time Michi finished her short speech, and started to stretch while they waited for the countdown to begin. It wasn’t a long wait before a loud buzzer sounded through the area, and as soon as the gates opened up, Michi sprinted her way through it. She barely acknowledged Present Mic’s voice as she surpassed those in her group, heading straight for the nearest one-pointer.

The one-pointers were the smallest of the bunch, and therefore the easiest ones to test her theory on. Logically, these robots had to have a manual shut-off. Michi had no doubt that the exam proctors were controlling these things from a central room somewhere on campus, but that didn’t mean that there weren’t other ways to make sure they were running properly.

Thanking her dad for the parkour lessons, Michi narrowly dodged the robot’s fist before hopping onto it. Using its arm as a leverage point, she swung herself towards its neck. It didn’t take long for her to maneuver herself so she was able to look down at its back. Taking a moment to look around, her eyes lit up as soon as she glanced at a small switch between the neck piece and the back of the robot. Dodging another hit from the bot, she swung herself around once more. Hanging one arm around its neck from the back, Michi was able to stick her hand down far enough to toggle the switch. She heard a small click and immediately did a backflip off the bot and ran to find a new enemy to take on.

The other examinees were beginning to catch up to her, but she did her best to ignore them and keep to the plan she had. Now that she knew for sure that the robots had a toggle for power, Michi felt much more comfortable going after the two and three pointers. She would just have to make sure to dodge their attacks as well as she could. Without any quirk enhancements, taking a hit from one of the bigger bots was sure to at least crack a rib or two.

As Michi kicked off the two-pointer she just eliminated to land on the arm of a nearby three-pointer, she found herself regretful that she hadn’t practiced more with a capture weapon. Her father’s capture scarf, while useful, was extraordinarily complicated to learn how to handle. Even after practicing with a smaller version for about two years now, she still didn’t feel confident in handling it. At least, not confident enough to take it along for the most important exam she would probably ever take.

The three-pointer shut down with a flick of a button, and Michi jumped down to the ground as it collapsed in on itself. The ten-minutes they were allowed were quickly running out, and the examinees had fully taken advantage of every second. The young girl ran down the back alleyways of the mock city in hopes of finding a straggler or two, but it seemed to be in vain. She was sure that there were probably some more targets near the open streets, but quite frankly it was a bloodbath between the others and she really didn’t want any part of it.

Just as she was about to enter another alley, the ground began to rumble. Something big was approaching, and approaching fast. Looking out onto the main road, she spotted the biggest robot she had ever seen in her life. It easily doubled the largest buildings in the area, and the insane amount of weapons situated on its arms made it a terrifying sight to behold. That’s the zero-pointer?

Michi stared at the giant, watching it move closer and closer as other examinees rushed past her to get to safety. No wonder Present Mic said to avoid that thing! There’s no stopping it unless you want to break yourself! Michi set her foot back, hesitantly getting ready to make an escape, before she heard a terrified scream break out in front of her. A kid with strange looking balls on top of his head was cowered underneath a few pieces of rubble. It didn’t seem to be crushing him, but Michi knew sooner or later that the zero-pointer would.

With a sigh, Michi forced herself forward, running towards the other examinee as fast as she could. She came to a stop right beside the boy, eyes flickering between him and the zero-pointer. As she took a closer look, she noticed that similar balls to what he had as hair were wedged in between the wall and the pieces of rubble about to fall on him. She also noticed that his pant leg was caught in between the street and the piece of rubble as well.

“Hey!” The kid met her calm gaze with watery eyes and snot dripping down his nose. She tried not to grimace at the sight. “Those ball things are your quirk, right? Can you get them to unstick? I’d reach around to rip off the part of your pants that are stuck but I can’t reach and we really don’t have the time to mess around here.”

“I- I can’t!!” The kid was pretty much inconsolable. “I made sure they’d be super sticky for the exam today!”

Michi gritted her teeth, looking around for something she could use to help push the heavy rubble away, at least to the point where he was able to get his pant leg out of there. A metal pipe glinted in the alleyway she came from, and she made sure to tell the crying boy that she’d be back soon. Pushing herself up once more, Michi sprinted to the alleyway and bent down to pick up the pipe. A ripping sound came from above her, and she looked up to see Sero grinning down at her with a sweaty face.

“Need help?” Sero dropped down from the roof to stand beside Michi as she stood to face him, gripping the pipe tight between her hands.

“Actually, yeah.” She gestured for him to follow her as she turned to run back to the boy in trouble. “We need to move this rubble so he can move but his quirk got caught up in the mess. So we need to separate this main piece from those balls attached to the wall.”

Sero nodded, taking a furtive glance to the approaching zero-pointer which was only getting closer. Tape from both of his elbows shot out, attaching to the flat side of the rubble. “I’ll pull; you can stick that pipe up at the top and push it my way.”

Michi did as he said, jamming the pipe as far as she could between the wall and the debris. As soon as Sero called out, Michi began to push the pipe. The young girl relied more on her speed than her strength, so she wasn’t very used to dealing with this much weight. Sweat dripped down her face as she pushed harder, finally beginning to see the rubble move in the direction they wanted it to. After a minute or so of this, she felt the trapped boy grab onto her leg and pull himself out of the hole he had essentially dug for himself. Once he was a safe distance away, Sero and Michi both stopped their efforts.

The duo sent small smiles to one another, grateful that they were able to help. Unfortunately, that feeling didn’t last that long. Michi, about to ask the other boy if he was okay, suddenly froze as she felt a hand travel up her thigh.

“Oi, what the fuck!” She kicked the boy away from her, which wasn’t hard to do as he was still gripping onto her leg. Sero, who saw what had just occurred, came to stand by Michi’s side. Their glares combined sent the kid into another crying fit.

“I just wanted to say thank you!”

“Yeah, that came across real well when you tried to cop a feel.”

The boy, mouth open and ready to respond with some pathetic excuse, suddenly stopped as a loud sonic boom echoed around them. Almost immediately after, Present Mic’s obnoxious yelling sounded through the area.

“TIME’S UP, LISTENERS! PLEASE MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE FRONT GATES!”

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The shuttles had taken them back to the main campus rather quickly. Those who had minor injuries were informed to wait for Recovery Girl to come back- apparently somebody had majorly hurt themselves in one of the other battle centers. Michi suspected it had to do with whatever caused that explosion at the very end of the test.

Michi walked through the crowded group of waiting students, searching for a glimpse of familiar green hair. Her brows furrowed as she saw no sight of him, and she pulled out her phone to see if he had texted her. The lock screen lit up, showing a photo of herself and Izuku on their first day of their third year. She was barely smiling, and he was red-faced and sweating buckets. The picture always did make her grin, but when she saw that there weren’t any notifications, she pulled up her messaging app. She was in the midst of typing up something to send to Izukun when she felt a hand land on her shoulder.

“Examinee 8978!” Present Mic stood beside her, shooting her a wink through his orange-tinted glasses. “Someone’s looking for you. Lemme take you to them, ya dig?!”

Michi nodded, following the tall hero as he led the way towards the less crowded hallway. As soon as they were out of earshot from most of the other examinees, Present Mic grinned down at her.

“What?”

“Nothin’. I’m just so proud of you! Saving people already!” The hero wiped a fake tear from under his eye, cackling when Michi groaned. They made another turn, and Michi grew more concerned when she realized they were heading in the direction of Recovery Girl’s office.

The young girl adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder. “It would’ve been better had that loser not tried to grab my ass.”

“And Mineta Minorou will face consequences for those actions. If I have anything to say about it, he won’t step foot in the school again.” A deep, exhausted voice sounded from in front of them as Eraserhead turned the corner they were approaching. His eyebags were very pronounced today, only seeming more prominent from the shadows his long, unkempt hair cast upon his face.

As Michi and Present Mic walked closer, he stopped them to hand Michi a kit-kat bar and pat her head. “Good job, kid.” All Michi did was nod her head, trying to hide her forming grin.

Of course, the moment was ruined once Mic opened his mouth. “Why can’t you two act like a normal father and daughter for once?! Give her a hug, cry! Show some emotion!”

Both Aizawas felt their eyes twitch, turning towards Mic with matching glares.

“Okay, okay!” Mic began waving his hands and backing up. “I’ll shut up! I gotta go check on the other listeners anyways since this case may take Chiyo a while!” With that, Mic sped away back towards the lobby where a majority of students were still waiting, leaving Michi and Eraserhead alone before the nurse’s office.

Michi blinked, turning to her dad in hopes of hearing an explanation. He sighed, eyes closing as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Your friend. I thought he was quirkless.”

“He is, though?” Michi crinkled her nose in confusion, “He has the extra toe joint and the special shoes and everything.”

“Then how did he level an entire zero-pointer with one punch?”

“What did you say?!”

All her father did was sigh again, and open the door to Recovery Girl’s office. Immediately, Michi rushed in, ignoring the elder woman’s protests. She couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw Izuku laying on the stretcher with a nervous smile.

“H-Hey, Micchan! How did your test go?”

She was going to kill him.

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Alienfam AU - Chapter One

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Chapter One: The house lay still and empty beneath the overhanging trees when Hitoshi approached on the road.

Just as he'd planned. He didn't want to talk things out right now, just wanted to quietly fume for a while because didn't he deserve it? Having a parent who always tried to understand everything sucked sometimes.

And some things couldn't be fixed by talking.

Hitoshi unlocked the front door and toed his shoes off. He was immediately greeted by the welcoming meow of their cat, Coffee. For once, he didn't immediately lean down to scratch her head, and she seemed mildly perplexed at that.

Hitoshi just ignored her and moved past into the kitchen living room combo. There was a covered bowl of something sitting on the counter, along with a note.

The note read 'if you need to talk, text any time. i'll see you tomorrow otherwise.'

Short and to the point. Hitoshi looked at it for a long moment. Then he crumpled it up and tossed it in the trash.

He ignored the food, too, instead grabbing a pack of cookies from the snack drawer - he deserved comfort food right now.

He hated fighting with his dad. He didn't want to snap at him, ever, but it had been happening more and more lately. Sometimes, Hitoshi couldn't stand his worried looks, his prying questions, his 'your teacher called again' this and 'you don't need to shut me out' that.

Hitoshi wasn't six anymore. He knew his dad couldn't just magically make everything better.

Besides, it was fine. He was fine. He just wanted to be left alone for a change, was that too much to ask?

Except... no, that wasn't quite right, was it?

The crux of the problem was that Hitoshi didn't have anyone. Aside from his father and the cat, that was. Maybe Aunt Nem when she wasn't off traveling.

And Hitoshi didn't like to socialize, either. But sometimes... sometimes he just felt entirely alone in the world. Mostly when everyone else in school ganged up on him, calling him names, whispering about him, even throwing things at him or breaking his stuff, sometimes. He hadn't told his dad about the broken spinner keychain yet. He didn't want him to get angry and make a fuss with the school. No, this was Hitoshi's own problem to deal with and he was doing just fine.

He sat on his bed and booted up his laptop, wrapped in a comforting cocoon of blanket, cookies in his lap. Maybe a good horror movie or something would help. No way was he sleeping yet, despite being bone-tired. He wouldn't be able to, anyways.

Hopefully he'd collapse some time close to the early morning hours so he wouldn't have to pretend to be asleep when his dad checked on him. He never quite believed he was all that convincing.

Hitoshi clicked his way around Netflix aimlessly, nothing really catching his eye. Not even his usual comfort movies seemed to hit the spot. There was just... nothing. Staring at the one slightly off colored spot on the ceiling all night was starting to sound tempting.

But he had to think back to the insults thrown at him by a handful of boys in his class today. Well. Not at him. More like they'd all grouped together and talked about him so loudly he'd be sure to hear.

'Obviously she didn't want him. If I were stuck with him, I'd try to get rid of him, too.'

Since they'd learned about his mother, things had only gotten worse.

It was fucking unfair. Hitoshi had done nothing to them and he couldn't understand how they didn't even have the common fucking decency to not make digs at family stuff like that.

He didn't even miss his mom. He hadn't known her. His dad had always been enough.

But the fact that they had dared... he'd gotten so angry. He hadn't gotten physical, he'd never been the type and the martial arts classes his dad had signed him up for helped channel any of that sort of energy into something safe. But he had cursed quite a bit as he'd shot back at the boys, talking about how one of their dads was probably fucking his secretary who always picked him up from school, and how another would die alone in a ditch somewhere by twenty-five, high out of his mind.

They had laughed. But the teacher who had overheard him hadn't been so amused.

And neither had his father.

Hitoshi closed his laptop forcefully and fell back on the bed. No one gave a shit about his opinion. He couldn't even fight back - all they ever did was laugh and not at all take him seriously. That feeling of complete and utter powerlessness, combined with how much he just wanted a single friend... it was overwhelming enough that he felt his throat tighten painfully now, and tears shooting into his eyes.

It wasn't fucking fair.

The universe had it out for him specifically.

... said universe chose that moment to make itself known.

The bright light outside the window flashed up so suddenly, and was so strong, that Hitoshi instinctively wrenched his arm up to protect his face and still only saw little dots of light for a good few seconds, long enough to almost panic. A cacophony of noise followed, cracking, frantic beeping, something... impacting.

Then silence.

His vision returned, and Hitoshi was left blinking into the darkness of his room. The hair on his arms stood on end. Not only from whatever shock this had been, but because the air felt almost charged with... something.

He slowly sat up and looked towards the window.

Nothing. He couldn't have just imagined this, could he?

When he stood, his knees buckled underneath him for a moment. Huh. He walked over to the window and peered outside.

There was no more glow.

But the forest that started beneath their house seemed... oddly shaped against the dark night sky. He couldn't see much, but it seemed like some trees had been forcefully bent out of the way of... something moving through them. As he watched, one of them slowly leaned further to the side and finally, with a loud crack, broke and fell.

Hitoshi stared for a long moment, his own heartbeat loud in his ears. A... meteor? Did that kind of thing happen outside of tv? Didn't people have ways to predict their flight patterns now, so they would've been warned?

Except... what if it wasn't a meteor?

Hitoshi wished his dad was here, but only briefly, as he scrambled to find his phone buried under his sheets. He shoved it into his pocket and all but sprinted to the front door to pull on his shoes.

Hitoshi didn't believe in aliens. He didn't believe in much of anything, really. Only in himself and his dad and maybe that cats had nine lives.

But he wanted to know what was going on, and if it was something weird, the area would be off limits soon enough. He just wanted to be the first to get a look. Just one look.

The event had shaken him from his self-pitying stupor, so he felt like he had to keep the momentum going.

Coffee was nowhere in sight even though she normally tried to slip out at night if he wasn't careful about the door. T he crash must have freaked her out, too. Hitoshi made a mental note to check on her when he got back, even as he rounded the house and jogged towards the edge of the woods.

The faint smell of smoke lay in the air. Was something burning? There was a... metallic note to it. It almost bit into Hitoshi's nose as he breathed.

He climbed over the low fence separating their backyard from the woods, and then he was off, following the path he'd followed hundreds of times in his life, deeper into the woods.

The smoke in the air got thicker as he walked, until it was bad enough that he had to stifle coughs, but there was a faint flickering of light visible through the underbrush now, and he just wanted to catch a glimpse. Then he'd turn around. Just a glimpse.

Hitoshi climbed over a fallen tree, pushing through the branches that made up its crown. As his feet hit the forest floor again, his field of vision was finally cleared.

And... fuck.

Hitoshi stared.

Coughed against the smoke.

Kept staring.

That... wasn't a meteor.

In front of him sat a crater, with smoldering fires dotting it here and there, and there was an object resting in the middle of it. But said object was not a large rock like he'd expected.

It was a spaceship.

It was undoubtedly, irrefutably, a spaceship.

Or what was left of one anyway.

It didn't look like just some piece of space station trash, either - there were thrusters and what looked like a windshield, or whatever you would call that on a spaceship... fuck, it was a spaceship.

Hitoshi shook his head. His eyes were stinging from the smoke, but they weren't fooling him.

He really needed to get out of here. What if the authorities came and decided to silence him or something, because he'd seen too much? A Men in Black style mindwipe would be the best outcome in that scenario.

He took a slow step backwards, not taking his eyes off the wreck.

And then the latch on its side opened with the hissing of decompressed air.

Hitoshi should have bolted right there, but for the first time he understood why deer didn't just run off the street when a car came barreling towards them. He felt rooted to the ground.

A hand appeared, grasping onto the edge of the opening Hitoshi couldn't quite see into from this position. Then a second hand. There was a soft noise of effort, and then out came tumbling a small figure.

The alien hit the ground with a pained, high-pitched cry, and stayed curled up there, face turned away from where Hitoshi was standing.

It looked... human. At least its shape did. There were four limbs and the hands had looked just like normal hands, even if they were small.

The alien had silvery white hair that was splayed about it in a messy tangle now, and it was wearing some kind of white, shapeless tunic.

It wasn't moving, but Hitoshi could see it still breathing.

He closed his eyes and counted to ten.

Then he begun his descent into the crater.

#j writes #alienfam au #this is a lot shorter than i thought it was but i love it a lot anyway

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