#WHERE IS MINA. YOUR BOY NEEDS A HUG

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When, however, the conviction had come to me that I was helpless I sat down quietly—as quietly as I have ever done anything in my life—and began to think over what was best to be done.

I know it's late but I was thinking about this line again, and him specifically saying he sat down in his helpless misery as quietly as he'd ever done anything in his life broke my freakin' heart.

Something about the gentle despair of it all, the holding his feelings in tight tight tight, the image of him ceasing his frantic rush to just slow down. Stare at the latest lock. Turn around and slowly walk back into his room and once there shutting the door so gently it doesn't even click in the lock, then slowly just sliding down a wall and staring at the floor and even his breathing is so soft and silent... All this in my mind's eye knowing that Jonathan regularly understates things, so how bad must he have felt here! But he still sat there and put his mind to work and came up with a plan to figure out what he can do and... he's so CAREFUL, he knows he is in terrible danger and he is trying so so hard to make it out safe.

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Hitoshi had so many other things he could be doing - studying for a class he actually took, for example. Instead, he sat stuffing his face with chips as you ranted at him about something called 'The Doppler Effect'.

This poor psych major's head was about to explode.

You faltered at the bewilderment on your friend's face and slumped down next to him with a groan. "I'm so fucked, 'toshi."

"You're notttt," He yawned. Hitoshi lifted his arms up to stretch, and you looked away quickly - ever since Mina pointed his happy trail you crumbled a little inside.

It was extremely distracting.

You cleared your throat, and pushed yourself up, snatching the bowl away from him.

"Hey!"

"'Scuse me?" You huff, "I need to eat too so I'm not drunk after two shots tonight."

Hitoshi froze. There was a pause. His voice came out meek, like a scared mouse.

"What."

You snorted at his blank face. His eyebags weren't as bad today, but they still cast a shadow on his pale face. The panic on his face made him look like a horror movie character at that moment.

"We're going out tonight? With Mina and Denki?"

Hitoshi's eyes widened, and let out a small 'fuck' under his breath. He desperately avoided your gaze, but still he shook his head in protest.

"Nope."

"Fuck you mean 'nope'?" You scoffed. It was a struggle getting Shinsou to come out with you all, but you knew he did actually enjoy everyone's company. His intense lack of energy balanced the other three of you surprisingly well.

He slumped back into the cushions and smothered himself in one of the pillows, groaning into it like a teenage girl. You chuckled at the adult baby and poked his shoulder. "You're coming. You even agreed on the group chat!"

"BUT I DON'T WANT TO-"

"TOO BAD."

:::

As Hitoshi stood at the entrance of 'The Three Boars' he'd never wanted to turn into a turtle and sink into his shell more.

You, on the other hand, stood beside him with a bright grin. And a very small outfit, he'd noted when he picked you up. He'd spent the Uber over gulping every time your skirt rode up and good god when you walked in front of him-

"Ready?"

He broke out of trance and looked at you. A frown crept on his face, but no real ill intent sat behind it because the smile on yours stopped it. He nodded.

Your hand brushed against his, and for some reason the hairs on the back of his neck stood attention. Your fingers reached out hesitantly, like you wanted to curl them into his palm and tug him along. But you didn’t.

Instead, you strode forward in front him and he found himself staring up, because he know if he didn’t, his eyes would find themselves glued to the backs of your thighs.

It was loud in the bar with music thrumming through the floor and people hollering at each other at the tops of their lungs. Two people managed to stand out in the crowd though - those two obviously being your two friends.

Mina and Denki are scream-laughing at strangers dancing, clearly already off their tits. Mina catches your eye and screams - the whole bar jumps at the shrill sound, but she pays no mind and hurtles towards you.

You laugh and hug her. "Y/n, I have a secret, c'mere," she mumbles. You stifle a laugh and lend her your ear. She cups her hand around your ear and... makes a fart noise.

Denki comes up behind up the two of you and cackles at the both of you. Shinsou can't help but let out a little snort at the sight. Seeing you smile would always make him the smile, anyways.

"Should we get drinks?" You ask. It's pointed at Shinsou, but Mina screeches 'yes' and drags you to the bar. You send a ‘sorry’ look at Hitoshi, and he just shrugs with a smile. You order your drinks and sit with Mina at the stools.

She's patting her hair back into place, eyes searching for the yellow-haired boy in the crowd. God knows where he's taken poor Shinsou.

You can see the look on her face - it's more obvious now she's drunk. Furrowed brows, jutted out lip and she's curled into herself a little bit more. "You still haven't told him?" You pry.

She jumps at your question and moves a pink curl from her eye. "No..."

"He's crazy about you," You sigh. The bartender puts your drinks down, you thank him, and take a sip- fuck, it's strong.

She raises a brow and rests her clumsy head against her hand. "Nahhhhh, he isn't."

"Yes, he is!"

"No, he isn't!"

"Mina-"

"Plus, can you even talk?"

That shuts you up, and your face twists in confusion. You let out a breathless laugh, "You're so drunk, dude-"

"Okayyy?" She says, an evil grin lighting up her dark eyes. "Hitoshi still has a big, fat crush on youuuuu," she sings. Her finger comes up and boops your nose, much to your dismay.

You waft her finger away and take a glance at the boy across the room. Both boys are sat down, Denki on some rant that includes waving his arms around like a car dealership blow-up. Your eyes drift to the purple haired boy.

He's sat back in his chair, his jacket off and arms straining at the short sleeves of his cotton shirt, and he does his signature stretch - the one that you 'hate' so much. Your eyes betray you, and your glancing down at the dark strip of hair leading to his belt-

"Jesus, just ask him out already. The whole room can feel you eye-fucking him, Y/n," Mina slurs. You snap your attention back to her with hot cheeks and shove her lightly. She's stuck between giggling at you and looking at something behind you.

A hand on your shoulder makes you jump out of your skin. You let out a small shout, and spin around. A tall guy looms over with a leering smile - it makes your skin crawl - and eyes drawing everywhere but your face.

He’s got dark, greasy hair and black eyes that look like pits into whatever ‘soul’ he has. There’s an air around him filled with arrogance, douchery, and frankly, danger.

"You single?" He drawls. He's uncomfortably close - nearly caging you in against the bar, with one hand on the counter behind you. The other hand is busy holding an empty pint of beer that you're thinking hasn't been his first.

Mina's watching the both of you with wide eyes, mouth opening and closing like a fish. You shake your head and laugh with anxiety. "I'm not interested, sorry," You mutter and slide off the stool.

Mina joins you and you're pushing through the crowd. She's in front of you, and you're nearly at the table, but there's a hand on your arm. It's holding tight.

A yelp leaves your lips but Mina's already through the crowd, probably at the table. You’re pulled back into the chest of the guy, and his face reeks of alcohol. A horrible grin spreads across yellow teeth and he flips his dark hair out of his face.

"I asked if you're single, so answer the question, sweetheart." He slurs, nose almost touching yours.

You tried to wrench your arm out of his grip, panic rising. The thrumming in your ears is getting louder, but your throat is so dry that nothing will come out. The few sips you had of your drink are making you foggy, but you know you need to move.

You managed to push some words out. "Listen, I just wanna sit with my friends-"

He presses himself against you, and your heart feels like it's going to burst out of your chest when he moves his mouth next to your ear. "Why can't we be friends?"

There’s a beat where you’re not really sure what happens, but something does.

You blink and you're free, a waft of air making you shiver for a second.

There's a back in front of you - a back you recognise immediately as Shinsou's, and his familiar smell of lavender and cedarwood fills your brain with the same feeling second-hand smoke from Denki’s blunts do.

The guy scoffs loudly and peers around Shinsou, gesturing at you with a pointed finger.

"She didn't fuckin' tell me she had a boyfriend! She was leadin' me on-"

Hitoshi let’s put a groan and puts his hands to his temples, “Shut the fuck up? Please?". He’s scowling, arms crossed, looming over Creep Mcgee. It's apparent he's a foot taller than the moron, the width of his shoulder making the two of them look like a comical before and after gym-plan ad.

If you hadn't been so shaken, you'd have laughed.

Instead, you found your hand subconsciously wrapping around Shinsou's bicep and glancing up at him. His gaze was steely and dark through narrowed eyes, and his tongue poked through his cheek.

The guy moved to say something again, but Shinsou shook his head. It was a warning, if anything.

Creep McGee just sighed and left, muttering things about you.

A few people had been watching, but they got bored and went back to their dancing and drinking. He looked down at you and his face softened, clenched jaw turning into a small smile on his lips.

"You okay?"

You nodded and tightened your grip on his arm. Your legs were shaking a bit, but you were alive so you couldn't complain.

He gave you a once-over and took your hand off his arm, holding it instead in his own. He looked at it for a second, and Mina's earlier words flashed in your mind.

"Hitoshi still has a big, fat crush on youuuuuu."

The memory made your face go hot again. Shinsou huffed, and started leading you to the door.

"No- I don't want to ruin it, I wanna stay for a bit-"

Hitoshi let out a chuckle in front of you and looked back with a smile you thought you'd swoon over. "We're jus' gettin' you some air, kay?"

His voice was soft and warm and felt like a million hugs and lit you on fire. You nodded obediently and let him lead you outside to sit on the curb a few steps from the door.

You sat clumsily, tugging your skirt down while Shinsou shook his head at you.

"Why do you even wear that stuff? It's always stressful for you," He asked as you finally sat next to him.

"'Cus it's cute? What, do I look bad?" You asked with a cheeky smile, nudging him.

He went quiet for a minute and looked out into the street, eyes following the passing cars. "Nah. You look beautiful." He admitted quietly.

Your heart jumps into your throat at his words. Your hair stands on end, and you feel like you've been electrocuted by Denki with the tingles and shivers flying across your skin.

You turn into Mina for a minute, and open-an-close your mouth like a fish. "...Thanks, boyfriend."

Hitoshi snorts and pushes your shoulder with a teasing smile. "Yeah, you wish, Y/n."

"Yeah, I do," you reply without a beat. You don't even realise what you've said before Shinsou turns to you with wide eyes.

Your hands fly up to smack your mouth in panic. What the fuck? Why would you say that! Y/n, for fuck's sake-

But a grin breaks out on his face, lighting up his violet eyes and they shine in the lamppost's light above him. Fuck, he looks like an angel with the white light halo-ing him, outlining his silhouette like a movie screenshot.

"Yeah?" He asks, and his voice has lowered a bit. His teasing tone is gone, and there's something different, you've never heard before - it's electrifying.

Hitoshi's inched forwards, and his eyes are flitting from your eyes to your bitten lips, making your body shake in anticipation. You know you're doing the same, watching his gaze on you darken and his lips form a shit-eating smirk he'll use to annoy you later.

But you don't give a fuck, because you nod.

He moves fluidly, hand snaking up to cup your neck, half in your hair, and rush you towards his lips. A muttered 'fuck' leaves his mouth before he kisses you, and it's everything you've ever imagined.

He tastes like tobacco - a habit he pretends he doesn't indulge in - and minty gum, making your head spin more than it already is. He's soft, moving with your mouth slowly and taking you in.

Your hand rests on his chest, and you can feel his heart hammer at an unhealthy rate. Air is rushing out of you, so you force yourself to separate from Hitoshi. It’s reluctant, and you wish you could spend all your time against the soft pillows that are his lips, but unfortunately you require oxygen to survive. A cruel reality.

You're both panting into the cold air, staring at each other. A little giggle escapes you, and Hitoshi laughs, and then you both end up in a fit of laughter with your hands still cradling the other.

"Boyfriend?" Hitoshi asks contemplatively, pretending to think it over. You snort and hit him on the chest.

"Take me out on a date, first, pushy."

He grins and pecks your nose, hand still cradling the back of your neck. "I guess I'll have to, then."

"Well, in that case... can you go get me another drink? I left mine on the bar-"

"Good God, Y/n."

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𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

izuku midoriya x reader ! (fem)

synopsis: when an innocent religious boy comes into your hands the only thing you can do is ruin his pure mind.

word count: 3.5k

warnings/tw: all characters are 18+, no quirks, college AU, corruption, mentions religion, a little bit of disrespect about religion, praise, oral (m!), hickeys, masturbation(?), facial, finger sucking, hair pulling, piv, unprotected sex, and... I'll let you figure it out.

a/n: gah this is a virgin izuku book >///<... stay tuned for the end... trust me, you want to read it. oh and please like, comment. and re-blog ily ! don't copy my work. not proofread. who wants a part 2 ?…

song: HEAVEN AND BACK [Chase Atlantic]

You yawned, moving through the crowded party. Sighing, you tried looking for your roommate, Mina Ashido. You must admit, you already have had a couple of drinks so you were pretty buzzed, walking around all the flashing lights didn't make your mind feel any more at ease.

"Y/n?~" a voice asked you. It was a feminine voice, a voice you knew way too well.

You turned around to see your roommate. She looked drunk off her ass. Her hair was frizzing up, her shirt covered in alcohol, and her eyes barely open. You shook your head, snapping a picture of her to show her in the morning.

You giggled, watching her stumble into your arms.

"Mina, are you ready to go home?" you asked, only a bit concerned for her well-being. She can get a little crazy at parties

"Y/n~ Noooooo, I don't wanna go home yet~ *hic* Plus you still haven't even met my *hic* friends~" she slurred, furrowing her eyebrows.

The whole reason you were at the party is to meet Mina's 'Out of town' friends. Oh, trust me, you've met her main group, sleeping with all of them whenever you feel like it. You couldn't help yourself! You regularly call Bakugou over to fuck you whenever you want him to, but that's a whole different story.

"Mina? Oh! Mina! There you are," a familiar face said, sighing in relief. The familiar face was none other than Shoto Todoroki, you've met him a few times, he didn't go to your university. Not to say that you two fucked or anything but you guys definitely did some hand stuff not too long ago.

Shoto is from a Christian school, he doesn't believe in the ways of God but he is forced to go. Every weekend he comes to your university's parties to disobey his father and obey his own beliefs. He is an atheist, not caring for religions, you can say the same thing.

"Aw, Shoto! I didn't know you were here," you teased, giving the boy a tight hug. You adored his sensitive reactions to your slightest touch. He hugged you back.

"I didn't see you here, glad to know you're here though," he smiled, holding on to your waist. Was he being more bold today? You rolled your eyes, taking his hands away from your waist, the only thing on your mind was making sure Mina got home safely. You shouldn't get distracted by Shoto's charms.

"Where's *hic* Zu... Zuku... And Chako?" Mina cried, shaking Shoto's shoulders. Shoto looked at your calm face, pausing his train of thought before turning back to Mina.

"He's upstairs, he needed some air. You know how he gets around crowded places. And Ochako is with Jirou and Hagakure," Shoto replied, shrugging.

Mina shook her head, too dazed to say anything to Shoto.

"Zuku?" you questioned. You were unfamiliar with the name. You knew Ochako, only due to her relations with your girl friends.

"Izuku," Shoto corrected. "He's a friend of ours from my school, could you go and grab him? I think he's ready to go home, he doesn't do so well around big crowds. I'll try and get Mina out of the house too, she looks really... Not well..." he muttered.

Mina whined, protesting against him. Of course she wanted to stay but she needed to leave, she was well over being blacked out.

"Don't make us call Sero, you know he will whoop your ass," you commented, sternly.

Mina shut her mouth, quickly. "Yes ma'am," She was ready to comply with whatever you guys said.

"He's in the last room down the hallway," Shoto explained, picking up Mina. He tossed her over his shoulder, trying to get through the crowd.

You nodded. All you have to do is grab Shoto's friend, you trust Shoto enough to leave him with Mina. You know he'd never do anything to make a woman uncomfortable, ever.

You made your way upstairs. The bass of the music made the entire house shake. You were surprised the party hadn't gotten a noise complaint yet. Moans and groans filled the hallway you walked through, horny adults probably filled every single room available for access. You made a mental note to call Bakugou over tonight for some fun.

Eventually you reached the last door of the hallway. Slowly, you opened the wooden door. The room seemed empty from the looks of it, you decided to look around. A huge bed was in the middle of the room, furniture organized around. The room did have a nice color pallet, white and gold. The two colors that embody purity, you loved them.

"Izuku?" you called out, exploring the dim lighted room.

The door to the balcony opened, stepping into the room with you was a fluffy green haired boy. The darkness of the room was hard to really see any features of him. The moonlight from outside did let you see the little freckles displayed on his face though.

"U-um... Who... Are you?" the male asked, shutting the door behind him quickly.

"Are you Izuku?" you asked, wondering if you might have gotten the wrong room.

The boy nodded his head.

"Oh, Shoto wanted me to come and grab you," you conversed. You walked over to a bedside table, turning on the lamp that was on it. You didn't really enjoy being in the dark. Once you turned around you finally saw the man you were speaking too. His eyes averted from your figure, you were in a proactive outfit that showed all of your natural curves. He wore a regular shirt and jeans but what had your full attention was the silver cross that dangled from him neck. One word... Innocence.

A sinister smirk appeared on your lips. "Or we can stay here and get to know each other," you suggested, shrugging. You sat on the bed, waiting for Izuku to join you. Izuku was flustered by your boldness. He took a deep breath, thinking back on what Shoto had told him about meeting new people. He never really came out to parties, usually the only places he went that had lots of people is church.

He made his way to your lustful energy. Izuku sat on the bed with you. "I'm Y/n," you greeted.

"I'm Izuku Midoriya," he said, giving an unsure smile.

His emerald colored eyes were a sight to see, they were beautiful. You shook your head, snapping back into reality. Izuku just stared at your own hypnotizing gaze.

"I heard you go to Shoto's school. You believe in God?" you asked, curiously.

"W-what?! Of course I do! God is my ruler. He is my only God," Izuku rambled. You thought his little ramble about God was adorable. He seemed very passionate about his religious beliefs.

All you could do was shrug. "I can't relate but I respect your beliefs,"

"Why can't you relate? Do you not believe in our lord and savior?"

You shook your head 'no', earning an audible gasp from Izuku.

"What? W-why not?"

You began to feel annoyed by the way he was talking. "Izuku, don't you ever have temptations?" you questioned, trying to explain how you feel.

Izuku began to look off to the side. "We aren't supposed to..."

"Well! We are human! We can't help how we feel," you interrupted, laughing.

Izuku cocked his eyebrow. "I never follow my temptations. They must be kept away, giving into them is a sin,"

You rolled your eyes at the word 'sin'. It rolled off his tongue so smoothly, you were buzzed from the party earlier so maybe that's why you decided to say...

"Have you ever sinned?"

Izuku looked at you, his mouth hung agape. You bet he never expected you to ask him such a personal question.

"O-of course not!" he said, furrowing his eyebrows. He seemed offended by the question.

You hummed to yourself, leaning close to the poor boy's face. Suddenly, you found yourself straddling his empty lap. He didn't dare touch or look at you, he was easily embarrassed. His face was a beet red hue. His hands nor face paid attention to the temptation of your body.

"You've never..." you thought. Smirking, you leaned into his ear, "Touched yourself?" you finished. Your breath was close against his neck, making him shiver underneath you.

Izuku's heart beat felt rapid. He had no words, seemingly. Taking a deep breath, he shook his head. He did not partake in such sinful acts.

You almost laughed in his face thinking he was joking. But on further inspection, he seemed dead serious. This made you excited. You loved sleeping with virgins. They always had the whiniest moans and the warmest cum. You loved taking advantage of them, making sure to make them feel pathetic.

Your hand crept up to his face, grabbing his cheek. "Do you want me to show you how to touch yourself, Izuku?" you asked, as innocently as you could.

And with that, you felt something hard underneath you, this boy had gotten a boner, a boner that you wanted to get rid of.

"I...I shouldn't," Izuku mumbled, feeling as if he were spinning.

Your lips found their way on his neck, sucking on his soft skin softly. He let out a whimper, his whimper made you want to go insane. But! You know you should take it slow, it is his first time after all.

"Do you want me to touch you?" you asked, feeling your core already to start to burn.

"N..N..."

"It's a sin to lie, isn't it?" you teased, not really knowing if it was a sin or not.

"Touch me,"

With that being said, you smashed your lips against his. Izuku let you kiss him. But what got him more interested was when you slipped your tongue into his mouth. He seemed like a natural to you. Your tongues were in sync, making you want him even more.

After releasing your kiss to breathe in some air, you looked into his eyes. Lust. He was being lustful in this moment with you. It made you eager to ruin him.

"What do you want me to do to you?" you asked, pushing his back on to the bed. He laid under you as you sucked on his skin, making sure to leave purple marks. They way he crumbled under your touch felt so sexy to you.

"D...Do w-whatever you want to me," he moaned, finally having the courage to put his hands on your waist. They ran up and down your hips. grinding your body slightly on his hard clothed cock.

You smiled, removing your clothes, only having a bra and panties on, this would be his first time seeing a woman naked. You felt excited knowing that. You helped Izuku get him own clothes off, leaving him in his boxers. The tent built up in them almost had you drooling at the sight.

He couldn't look you in the eyes, he stared at the ground, holding his cheeks to relieve them as they were burning. You were stood up, Izuku's legs draped over the bedside, he was anticipating for more.

Getting on your knees, you made sure Izuku kept his eyes directly on you.

"I'm going to show you how to please yourself, kay?" you said, pecking his lips.

"H-ow do I do that...?" he asked, almost stuttering.

Instead of explaining, you grabbed his hand. You wanted to tease him before touching him. You let your warm tongue touch the pads of his finger tips. You noticed his dick twitch due to your action. You began to suck softly and slowly, Izuku was in a trance, wishing it were his cock instead.

"Let me see it now, Zuku,"

Izuku felt his blush come back to him, he must've felt too embarrassed to pull out his cock, he kept stuttering and rambling on and on. You rolled your eyes, playfully, finding your own hands to be the one to reveal his dick. His dick was long and thick, you've never seen such a perfect one.

He whined as your soft hands started pumping his dick slowly.

"This is how to please yourself, give me your hand," you ordered.

Without any thought Izuku gave you his hand. You wrapped his own hand around his dick, making him pump it himself.

"Does that feel good baby?" you asked, ready to make him feel even more relieved.

"Y-yes," he moaned.

You grazed your thumb over the tip making him feel jolts of pleasure.

After watching him pump his cock in front of you a few times, you were ready to wrap your lips around his length. You wanted him to cry out your name- No- You needed him to cry out your name.

You took off Izuku's hand from his own length, giving him your full attention.

"Keep your eyes on me Izuku," you said, in a serious tone.

He nodded his head, fast.

You stuck out your tongue to lick the tip of his dick. He tossed his head back, making you feel more heated. In an instant, you took his whole tip in your mouth, sucking on it soft and slow. He groaned, trying to stop the urge to grab your hair. You noticed his hand hovering over your head, was he trying to be respectful? You rolled your eyes, grabbing his hand and placing it in your own hair.

"You can pull my hair baby, don't be shy,"

Izuku blushed at your words but found his fingers gripping right where your scalp is. You loved it, he's learning so easily.

Your wet tongue ran up and down his shaft, earning moans and groans from Izuku. He started to gain more confidence, moving your head down further. He wanted you to take him fully but he was too shy to say.

After a few minutes of pants, moaning, and suckling noises, you felt Izuku get more tense and sloppy as he moved your head. He was close to cumming.

"This... Feels so good," he moaned, his hips rutting upwards on instinct.

"You're such a good boy, does the good boy wanna cum?" you asked, rubbing his dick in your hands. Both of your hands rubbed him in all the right ways.

"C-cum?" Izuku questioned.

Oh of course! He is a virgin, he doesn't know about these things. The cross around his neck was connected to his chest due to the sweat. You laughed in your head, knowing you're stealing one of God's little angels.

"You'll understand when it happens, for now, just lay back and let me make you feel good, hm?"

Izuku understood, laying back down, propping himself on his elbows to look at your face.

You continued to suck on him, anticipating to feel his warm cum on your face.

"W-wait!" Izuku shouted, a look on his face signified he was unfamiliar by the feeling.

You knew what this meant, you kept using your hands and tongue faster.

"A-ah no! Something... Ah~ No I think I'm going to-"

You took out his cock from your mouth, rubbing it up and down while he shot his hot cum on your face. He felt ecstasy.

"S-so good!" he praised, panting.

You licked up all of the cum you could off of his dick, making sure he watched. His face was red.

"That was too good," Izuku said, sitting upwards. He got up to grab his shirt off of the floor. You sighed, understanding he was ready to leave.

"What? Leaving too so-"

He wiped the cum off of your body, feeling embarrassed that you have his sperm all over your cute face. Your cheeks burned up, no one has taken care of you after doing something like that.

"S-sorry about that," he apologized, rubbing the back of his neck.

You gave him a smile, feeling an unfamiliar sensation deep down in your heart. "It's no problem," you said, taking a seat on the bed.

Izuku sat next to you.

"T-thanks for that... I've never done anything like that before," he sighed.

"You think we're done?" you giggled. Of course you weren't!

"Are we not?" Izuku asked, confused.

You shook your head, straddling Izuku's lap. This time instead of being so shy, he seemed less anxious, comfortable, and familiar. His hands gripped your waist, guiding your hips to grind against his dick, causing him to get hard once again.

"Let me ruin you Izuku," you whispered, kissing him passionately. He kissed you back, wanting everything from you. He needed you.

"Please y/n... Ruin me,"

All you could do was smile at his words, he was ready for you and only you.

You got off Izuku, slowly removing your panties. After removing them you sat back down on Izuku's lap.

"What are we doing next?" he asked, fiddling with his hands.

You honestly didn't need foreplay, you were ready for him. You were ready to ruin him, to make him connected to you by soul ties.

"Izuku, lay down," you demanded.

Izuku did exactly what you said, laying down right in the center of the bed, his body propped into the soft, silky pillows.

You crawled over to him like a hunter stalking its prey. You had no hesitation to pounce on him. You hovered yourself over his dick, wanting to see his facial expressions as you put it in. Though you weren't a fan of riding, you always were when it came to virgins.

Your eyes landed upon the cross around Izuku's neck. God can't help his poor soul now.

Slowly, you began to sink down on Izuku's cock.

"Warm... So good," he whispered.

Your gummy walls held onto his dick tightly. The lewd noises you were making were beyond comprehension.

"I can't... Too much," Izuku whined, closing his eyes, holding on to your hips.

"You can take it baby, so big and ready to fill me up," you said, finally pushing yourself on his dick fully.

He let out a moan.

You allowed him to get familiar with the sensation of your walls, not wanting him to cum so quickly.

You began to move yourself up and down, Izuku's hands attached to your hips as you rode him.

His dick filled you up, hitting all the right spots. You moaned, sinking down on his cock.

Moans and whimpers could be heard throughout the room. This feeling is one that you could never give up.

Over time you began to pick up the pace, Izuku was huffing and taking deep breaths as you sped up. He was so sensitive after you made him cum earlier, he wanted to try and make you feel good too, which is why it's taking everything in him not to cum right then and there.

"F-fuck Izuku~" you moaned, feeling the knot in your stomach ready to be released.

You felt yourself moving faster, wanting to chase your own orgasm.

"G-god! So good! I can't hold it in," Izuku whimpered.

You smirked at his words. "God can't help you Izuku," you said, slyly.

For some odd reason that turned Izuku on even more, rutting his hips upwards. He hugged your waist, slamming you down on his cock. You were surprised by his actions but didn't care, he was eager, it's his first time, of course he was.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, feeling your orgasm near closer and closer. You couldn't help your eyes rolling back, it all was too much!

His dick hit your favorite spot, earning loud moans.

"Right there Izuku~" you panted, almost sounding like you were whining.

Izuku understood, moving your hips faster. Fucking into you as much as he could, hitting your spot over and over, continuously.

"Gon-Gonna cum!" you cried, ready to become undone.

Izuku just couldn't contain himself, his dick went in as much as it could, his hot seed pumping inside of you. The warmth of his cum made you reach your climax.

You both panted for air. You got off of the boy, laying beside him. That fucking session was a pretty damn good one.

"Thank you Y/n. I've never felt so alive," Izuku said, turning to face you. He had a smile plastered on him. His smile made your heart flutter.

Your stamina was all used up, you could barely look him in his eyes. You were happy to be of assistance for him.

"You were such a good boy," you said, leaning into kiss him.

He grabbed your cheeks, kissing you until you fell asleep. He wanted to take such good care of you after you helped him out. He placed a cover on top of you, admiring your cute face.

"Asleep already?" Izuku asked.

You didn't hear a word he said, already fast to sleep. You were insanely worn out.

He giggled slightly, kissing the top of your forehead.

...

"Fucking idiot," he muttered, rolling his eyes and getting off of the bed in search for his boxers. "When Shoto said it'd be this easy... I didn't think he meant this easy," he commented, ripping off the cross necklace from his neck. He threw it somewhere in the room, not caring for things like 'God'.

Once he found his boxers, he walked over the the dresser, taking out his phone, hidden behind some perfumes, which was recording the whole scene between the two of you.

"Too damn easy," he smirked, checking the video quickly to see if it captured everything, and trust me, it did.

3 Missed calls from Ochako <3

Izuku scoffed at his notifications, dialing the missing call back. He didn't want to deal with her bullshit right now, he wanted to smoke a quick cigarette before having to be by her side all night. The phone number answered quickly.

"Where are you babe? You've been missing for awhile now," the girl said, sounding worried.

"I just needed some air, I'll meet up with you in a bit,"

"Okay honey, bye, I love you,"

"I love you too,"

-

[januaryrabbit]

how seventeen would act around their s/o while drunk heheee

pairing: seventeen x gn reader, established relationship, fluff

word count: 1.8k

warnings: alcohol, cursing, mentions of sleeping over and physical affection w/ the boys but it’s meant in a fluffy context, not a suggestive/mature one!

other disclaimers: lowercase intended, probably typos, setting is hanging out with all the boys and with you!!!!!

a/n: i just realized in my wip post i said "crush" instead of "s/o"........WOOPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT ANYWAY hello everyone, i’m finally back with another post! i;m sorry for the very long hiatus, i p much always have something going on in my life lol @-@ but i have time now to actually write!!! i hope you enjoy this one hehe -mina

✩‧₊˚clingy drunks:

mingyu: this man will not leave you alone. he is in love with you. and he’s cheesy! in a sweet way :) will kiss your hand every few mins, lean on you, or put his arm around you so you lean on him hehe. i think he would also want you to reciprocate the clinginess too hehe,,,it makes him feel loved :3 i can see him moving your hand to his hair to ask you to play with it, and if you stopped, he would just take your hand and put it back in his hair LOl. he strikes me as someone who would take care of you (kinda like how he takes care of drunk hoshi hehe) and makes sure you're ok, even if he's drunk himself :]

seungcheol: omg omg HES GOING TO DOTE ON YOU SO MUCH!!! “jagi are you ok” “jagi do you need water” “jagi i’ll walk you to the bathroom, be careful”...he doesn’t realize that he himself is wobbling around and spilling water, LMAO. he just wants to help his baby!!! would def ask where you’re going if you get up, ask you to stay over with him, etcetc. would always have an arm around you and constantly LOL. would also go on a random rant about how protective he is of you HAHAHA!! like “Y/N . IF ANYONE MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE. TELL ME RIGHT AWAY . I WILL DEFEND YOU TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH  EVEN IF IT’S MY OWN FRIENDS I DONT CARE WHO I HAVE TO BEAT UP (svt: BRO WTF?????) . GOD I LOVE U SOMUCH .” pls give him some water and a kiss!!!

junhui: i don’t think he’d necessarily be like talkative or doting, but i think he’s the type to just want to be around you and would sit really close to you :3 he almost gives me like Protective Bf vibes in the way that he’d just wanna be by your side to make sure you’re feeling ok too. plus, junnie just likes your company! i can picture him sending a lot of smiles toward you every few minutes because he’s so happy you;re his partner and he feels so comfy with you next to him :) also he likes leaning his head on your shoulder and he WILL show you cat pics the entire night…..pls comment on all of them or he’ll get sad. he also gives me the vibes of someone who has lazy days with his s/o after a night of drinking hehe…napping, hotpot and movies :)))

✩‧₊˚loud/emotional/(verbally) affectionate drunks:

soonyoung: MESSY U WILL HAVE TO CARE HIM !!!! did you see him on lee youngji’s show?? so cuteeee :( he would just shower you w/ affection heheh. im picturing him hugging you from behind like how he hugged the ice in the youngji ep and he would nestle his head into the crook of your neck and reach over to kiss your cheek :3c he would announce like every 20min how much he loves you to the whole room like "THIS IS MY PARTNER I LOVE THEM VERY MUCH THANKS!!!" and would post blurry pics of the two of you on his story with typos "i lvoe tehfm sonmchch" HAHA!! youll definitely have to sober up to take care of him hehe. would definitely start crying bc he loves you so much and YOU have to comfort him……you and mingyu get him to the car that night because he can’t walk by himself. the next morning hes like babe that was so fun round 2 of drinking tonight???????????? (horanghae pose)

seungkwan: BRUH KWAN GETS INTO (JOKE) ARGUMENTS WHILE HE’S DRUNK I HAVE NO DOUBTS!!! 90% of the time he’s trying to pick a fight with mingyu or chan i just know it I KNOW IT TO BE TRUE!! but with his s/o, i think he’s the type to be like HONEY THIS ONE IS FOR YOU and he starts belting a love ballad and singing directly to you HAHA!!! (vernon: why are u always trying to outsing everyone. no one else is singing.) seungkwan ignores vern’s comment and keeps going tho. he almost moves himself to tears by how much he loves you and how much love he’s pouring into his performance LOL. you tell him you love him too and that he doesnt have to sing VERY LOUDLY IN PUBLIC to profess his love !!! its not that serious pls sit down!!! and hes like MY LOVE FOR YOU IS SERIOUS . and that’s how you end up with a pouty and drunk kwan!!!!!!!!!

chan: oh my sweet chan,,he would just shower you with affection LMAO like “i love you. you’re amazing. you look so beautiful right now, you know that?” type of thing. he’s just the biggest simp hehe. i think hes also the type to just wanna have fun, he'd prob cheer you on if you took a shot like FUCK YEAH BABE GO OFF!!!! but i also think that he would be doing EVERYTHING for you. "i'll pour your shot!!!!! don't lift a finger SERIOUSLY!!!!!" asks you every 30min if youve had water. (you: yes. i had some 30min ago. when you GAVE ME SOME.) gets you snacks. if you needed to throw up he WILL hold your hair with a drink in the other hand (for him)!!!! he also helps you put your jacket on at the end of the night. it doesn't matter how drunk he is, he's firm on taking care of YOU!!! <3

✩‧₊˚(physically) affectionate drunks:

wonwoo: he’s all smiles for you hehe. clings onto your arm whenever you’re near him. he wouldn't be too loud or anything, but i think he'd shyly whisper compliments to you now and then about how you look nice or how much he loves you. i think he’d be one of the more chill people, he just feels happier than usual bc of the alcohol hehehhe. usually, wonu is pretty good at keeping himself composed when you show him affection. but when he’s drunk, i think he’d react a little more…he strikes me as someone who’s more verbally/physically affectionate when it’s just you two, but around friends/family he tones it down. but when he’s drunk i think he would be comfortable having you sit on his lap or having an arm around you <3

jihoon: i am convinced lee jihoon is a different man when he’s drunk!!!!!!!!!  i have a hot-ish take when it comes to drunk uji…omg woozi would SOOOO open up physically and emotionally to you..and he’d be the type to always, Always have an arm around your waist and constantly hold your hand, looking at you with a smile that leads all the way up to his eyes. he’s someone who has dealt with a lot in his life, but in this moment, he’s so grateful to be here with his friends, and someone he loves that also loves him for who he is. the reason i think he’d be like this is juts because like. he doesn’t drink much, but when he does, feelings he’s been keeping to himself finally come up to the surface. also his face, neck and ears are constantly bright red because of the alcohol LOL. but ALSO they'd be red the next day when he realizes how he behaved in front of you hehe…. don't tease him too much about it or he'll die of embarrassment!

seokmin: dont ask me why bc idk but i think he would ruffle your hair constantly because youre so cute. then he would get distracted and talk to the bros for a bit, look at you again and remember how cute you are and ruffle it again sorry i dont make the rules!!!!!!! dk is definitely the loud/funny drunk hehe…hes the type to be giggly/try to make everyone laugh :) but i think he’d definitely try to make you laugh the most !! mostly in terms of physical affection though, i think he’d just dote on you a lot…like you know in the dingo video how he kept kissing woozi??? yeah he does that to you. along with the hair ruffles. and the attempts to get you to laugh. good luck. you’re going to drown in affection from this man LOL. 

✩‧₊˚happy/chill drunks:

vernon: HE WILL CARE YOU this man is all vibes. he’s just here to have a good time lol. you’ll probably be the drunk one who needs to be taken care of :3 but if he was somehow convinced to get really drunk, i think he would still just be vibes. but happier vibes. i think he would just laugh at everything and keep a hand constantly on your knee heheh. also i think he would encourage seungkwan’s antics more when he’s drunk i’m just saying .

minghao: minghao is just relishing in the moment of enjoying his time with his friends and partner~ he doesn't strike me as someone who drinks much, kinda like vernon. he'd be more focused on having a good time with everyone! i think he's the type to have hangover remedies ready for you at home for the next day. i think he would also be the type of bf to know when to cut you off LMAO like “y/n’s had 4 shots….hyung STOP pouring them another one!!!!!!!!” he just seems like he'd be prepared to take care of his partner :) you're so lucky!! he’s also the type to observe you and take pictures/videos if you’re doing something funny while you’re drunk LMAO!!!!

joshua: josh is a giggly drunk i have no doubts. also in the dingo video that man was RED af!!! would probably be like “im fine im SO SOBER RIGHT NOW…BABE TELL THEM HOW SOBER I AM!!!” he is not sober. i also think he would be the type to compare hands with you LMAO. you’re just like ???? you know how big both our hands are???? you’re literally my bf???? and hes like I JUST WANTED TO CHECK OK!!! tbh he seems so fun to be around LMAO like he on the way to the hangout hes like “babe lets match each other if u drink i drink” and ur like HELLO SIR???????? WHO IS DRIVING US HOME?????? (jeonghan does and he sleeps over.)  he just wants to have FUN and let loose with the homies and his partner!!!! consequences are for TOMORROW, y/n!!!!!! (he might start sulking if you don’t agree to match him but it’s fine you both know your limits hehe)

jeonghan: i see him as someone who doesn’t go too wild when drinking. kinda like vernon and minghao, i think he’s more there for vibes than getting fucked up lol. if anything, he’s doting on you because he finds you so cute, especially when you’re drunk hehehe. HE would be the one to ask you to do aegyo or something and when you do he just dies of cuteness lmao. i think he would also tease you in silly ways, like convincing you that he and s.coups are actually long lost brothers who found each other in college, or that seungkwan is a natural blonde. and of course you believe him which is the funniest shit ever to him!!!! LMAO!!!!! your shock and wonder at his blatant lies is the cutest thing to him. don’t worry tho he’ll tell you the next day nothing he said was true, except for when he said he loves you :)

[lebbys-world]

Hello, this is my first time requesting any sort of writing, but I've had this idea for a couple days now.

So the idea is, a todoroki x reader. Where reader (preferably fem) is obsessed with mugs, and it's pretty unexpected with people, because she has a resting-B*-face, and is very guarded due to seeing how twisted and weird people can be.

Anyway, in my mind maybe it's todoroki, deku, and bakugo's turn to go on the weekly shopping run, and they're down the dish isle (for some reason), and todoroki sees this mug he thinks reader would like because it has her favorite character on it. So they finish the trip, and he brings the mug to reader, she's so happy and excited about this mug that she's just sitting there unable to express how happy she is so she's tears up a bit, but looks at him and out of nowhere basically tackles, this man into a hug.

That was my idea you don't have to use it, but I just thought this was so cute and had to see it written. Thank you, have a nice day/evening/night ☺️

A Mug for a Hug

Todoroki x fem!reader, established relationship, collections/hyperfixations, fluff !!

notes: thanks so much for the request !! i hope i was able to put your idea into words, even just a bit !! i also used third person for this one, just for the sake of switching perspectives between the reader, Todoroki, and narration !!

Come the end of the week, each of the class 1-A students were given their usual chores for around heights alliance - the method coordinated and conducted by none other than the class president himself.

Insisting that everyone pull their weight, Ida charted who would make dinner, clean the common room, take out the trash, gather groceries, and the like.

This week, Y/N's eyes scanned the posting, her duty was to help make meals every other day, alongside Mina.

Smiling to herself, she fortunately seemed to get one of the best outcomes of this random chore raffle.

As her eyes carried on looking over the paper, they landed on a pair of three names listed below “buying snacks and groceries”:

Midoriya, Bakugo, & Todoroki 

Oh goodness.

Those three definitely won't make it back with the food intact. 

Seemingly noticing the situation he was in himself, Todoroki looked blankly at the board, then looked over to Y/N. 

“Hey, Sho, please try to keep all the food intact, okay?” Y/N chuckled, egging her boyfriend on a bit. “If you don’t, Mina and I won’t be able to make dinner for everyone.”

He smiled softly, “I’ll do my best, but you might have to bring it up with Bakugo. I’m sure he’s the one who really needs that warning.”

“Yeah, I’ll warn him as well.” She rolled her eyes, brows furrowing already at the thought of the conversation.

“Well, good luck. I’ll see you when I get back, alright?”

“Yeah.” She smiled, waving him off as he went down the hall.

Later that day, post-warning scolding, the three boys had managed to, rather uneventfully, gather all the groceries they needed.

As Bakugo yelled at Midoriya for the shopping list, Todoroki made his way down the adjacent aisle, biding his time as the other two double checked the cart.

The shelves of the neighboring aisle were lined with glass, a variety of unique ceramics sitting on top.

There were hand-made bowls, hand-painted plates, printed jars, and, yet, one thing in particular caught his eye.

Near the end-cap of the aisle was a small row of mugs, each with a custom print of a character across it.

He picked up one, smiling to himself, as he thought about the collection Y/N had in her room.

Keeping her interests to herself, Todoroki reminisced of the time she happily went around showing off her trinkets and collection to him.

It made him feel truly a part of her life - being trusted to see such an open and earnest side of her.

He picked up the mug with her f/c on it, running his hand over it gently, before going back to the others to finish checking out.

By the time the trio made it back to the dorms, evening had crept its way in.

In the kitchen stood Y/N and Mina, carefully preparing a broth for dinner while waiting for the remaining ingredients to make their way back.

The two laughing to themselves, Mina happily remarked when she saw the other three walking towards the kitchen, bags of groceries in tow.

“Well it took you boys long enough!” 

“Seriously,” Y/N chimed in, a smile on her face, “did you get lost in that store or what?”

“JUST TAKE THE DAMN GROCERIES-” 

A loud thunk was heard as some of the bags hit the table, Bakugo storming off.

Midoriya’s face paled as he went to make sure all the jars were still intact, rapidly apologizing for the actions that weren't his own. 

“Again, I’m really sorry about Kacchan! I hope you guys can make something good with what we bought, though! Please let me know if you need any help!”

The freckled boy bowed again, and ran off after Bakugo, likely insisting the hot-head apologize as well.

Left behind to help unload the dishelved bags, Todoroki put things away in the pantry one by one, chiming into the girls’ conversation.

As he reached the end of the bags, he carefully unwrapped the ceramic mug he had tucked safely away, and softly reached out for Y/N.

“Hey, I thought I’d get you something while we were out.” He smiled, showing it to her as she turned to meet his face. 

“I thought a mug with your f/c would be a good addition to your collection… though, if you already have it, I can return it and find you a different one..” he trailed off.

Awestruck, Y/N stood for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Her eyes watered, as her heart warmed.

She hadn’t known that Shoto would care so much about her interests like that.

No one ever did before - in fact, it was usually the exact opposite.

People would normally shy away whenever she became more open, so she often put up a mask, keeping what made her happy safe and away from anyone who dared taint it.

But, when she started dating Shoto, she settled on being herself.

She wanted to be herself, with him.

So she tried, and gave him a glimpse into her world.

He seemed happy when seeing her collection, and listening to her rant, even asking a few questions along the way.

Yet. after that, he hadn't brought it up again.

So, Y/N let it be.

But here he stood, smiling at her, a brand new f/c mug in his hands for her collection. 

He cared.

He really cared.

A tear fell down her cheek as she ran into him, wrapping her arms tightly around his body.

Todoroki stumbled a bit at the sudden hug, adjusting himself so as to not damage the mug at all. 

“Sho..” Y/N looked up at him, smiling wide, “thank you.”

“Of course,” his eyes shone back, as he quickly tightened the embrace.

The two haphazardly let go of each other, as Todoroki passed the new mug along to Y/N.

Within seconds her energy had shot through the roof, and she couldn’t stop talking about this f/c mug.

“I mean, HOW DID YOU FIND THIS??” She asked, carefully looking at the print. “This one was a limited run, and somehow you stumbled into it at the GROCERY store??”

“Well it was just sitting on the shelf..”

“Really??”

She ran over to Mina, proudly showing off the newest prized piece of her collection. 

“Mina, just look at what Shoto got me! Isn’t it the best?”

Mina laughed at her enthusiasm, “it really is! Why don't we wash it off and you can use it as your glass for dinner tonight?”

Y/N stood with her mouth wide open, her invisible tail wagging at the idea. 

“HOW DID I NOT THINK OF THAT??”

As the kitchen continued to fill with the warm aroma of food and the sweet sound of three friends laughing together, Y/N hugged her boyfriend once more, new mug in hand, and new, real, memories being made together.

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Nayeon x Reader: It's always you

Permanent Taglist: @cwpiqwon @justme-idle

A/N: Does this make complete sense? Not exactly A/N2: Also, thanks to my illusion bois for helping me proofread/helping me do this(my bad @alcoholfreenayeon, ms spout is not gonna do well in this fic)

"Hey Babe, Happy 2nd Anniversary. You're finally awake, what were you dreaming about? You were mumbling, and smiling a lot" Nayeon whispers after leaving a kiss on your forehead. She saw your eyes flutter open, stretching your arms groggily. “You. It’s always you.” You mumble with a sheepish smile, Nayeon playfully giggling before flicking you on the forehead.

“Flirt.” Nayeon said with a blush, yelping as you suddenly wrapped your arms around her waist, pulling her back onto the bed with you. After a short while of tussling, Nayeon finally got up. “Alright get up, We can’t spend the whole of our anniversary in bed.” Nayeon goes to her dresser, tying her hair up into a ponytail before reaching around her drawers. “Why not, I’d think we’d enjoy that very much.” You say, earning you a shirt to the face. “I will spray you with the hose.” Nayeon chides, but still unable to hide her smile in the mirror. “Besides, I’ve made plans for our 2nd anniversary seeing as we’re both on leave.” Nayeon said as she began her makeup routine. “Oh, do tell.” You say, wrapping your arms around her midriff, throwing her into a back hug as you rested your chin on her shoulder. “No spoilers, but I guarantee you’re in for a surprise.”  Nayeon said, leaning her head toward yours. “I swear, if we’re going to that one restaurant where I accidentally ordered the most spicy instead of the least and didn’t want to return it,  I’-” You began, but you were quickly stopped by a finger to the lip. “No need for swearing, my dear, and we’re having dinner there.” Nayeon said, sticking her tongue out as you rolled your eyes. “Well good luck then, you’ll be eating dinner with someone wearing a penguin mask.” You retorted, causing Nayeon to scrunch her nose in confusion. “What penguin mask? Oh, you mea- I swear to god you’ve been spending too much time with Mina.” Nayeon replied, a look of mock horror as you waved the penguin mask in front of Nayeon. “If I see that mask in our car later, I’m locking you out.” Nayeon retorts, causing you to make a theatrical gesture of placing the mask on, eliciting a face palm from Nayeon. “I don’t know why I married you sometimes.” Nayeon playfully jabbed. “Because you love me.” You say, before making a cacophony of weird penguin noises. “You’re right, because you’re my weirdo.”

The day went by in a breeze, almost a whirlwind of nostalgia and fun to be had. The date began with a trip to the beach, where you had first met Nayeon, who, despite her fear of the sea, was peer pressured into going for a swim with Jihyo and Sana, and promptly ran away from the sea, where she had fallen for you, both metaphorically and physically. Your back was bruised for a week, but on the bright side, you got a bruised back and her number, so you called it a win and moved on. The day continued with a bicycle ride through a nearby park followed by a picnic, the park where the two of you had your first date. Nayeon even went all out to recreate the exact date, the same picnic mat, the same burritos you had(that she made herself. She insists it's not as good, you know for a fact that it's amazing), everything short of time travelling and bringing you back to the exact day of your first date. After that picnic lunch, the final destination before dinner was a recreation centre, where the two of you engaged in sports like pool, darts, axe throwing, all of which she had lost to you. (She insists she was being chivalrous, you’re on the fence about that) “What a day.” You say with a tired but still jovial tone. “Day’s not over bub.” Nayeon says as she starts the car. As the car coasted down the highway, the two of you belting whatever songs were being played on the radio. Just as the two of you were singing out, you felt a strong jerk forward, the car spinning rapidly as you crashed into the road barrier. The events that soon came next were hazy, your ears ringing and feeling blood trickle down your forehead. You felt arms wrap around you, dragging you out of the car. “I’ve got you baby.” Was the little you could hear as you saw Nayeon above you, in much worse shape than you were, but she persevered as she dragged you out of the car wreckage, an unholy meld of your black sedan and the other’s blue van, collapsing just as she pulled you out to safety. The next hours were a whirlwind of chaos, as the ambulance arrived, whisking both you and Nayeon to the hospital. After some scans and treatments, the doctor diagnosed that your injuries were rather minimal, and that you would just need to stay for a short while for monitoring. “That’s good to hear Doc. How’s Nayeon? The lady I came in with.” You asked. “Oh, I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this, but it’s not looking good. Her side of the car hit the barrier so she bore the brunt of the impact. She has pretty severe internal injuries, and the doctors are planning a surgery now. “Where is she?” You quickly asked, trying to get up from your bed, but your body still weak from the crash, you barely got one foot on the ground before you almost collapsed. “You can’t leave yet, your body is still weak.” “Doc, I need to see her, please.” You plead, as the doctor hesitated for a moment, before agreeing, bringing you a wheelchair. As you were wheeled to Nayeon’s ward, you began to hear rapid beeping from Nayeon’s ward. That couldn’t be good. A whole horde of doctors and nurses quickly swarmed into the room, though you were forced to stay out of the room. It was all going to be okay, you kept repeating to yourself, but as time passed, you felt hope slipping away, especially as you peered into the ward, seeing Nayeon’s lifeless body being shocked, an attempt to kickstart her heart.

“Time of Death, 2208.” You heard the doctor say, and you felt your world crash around you.

You couldn’t speak. You couldn’t even think. As you sat in the wheelchair, your mind flashed back to the last time you had seen her. When she had pulled you out of the wreckage. The doctor said she had suffered much worse injuries than you did. But…she still saved you, she still pushed herself to the limit, exerted herself to make sure you weren’t in danger. Could that exertion have killed her? “Are you related to the patient?” The doctor asked as she walked out of Nayeon’s ward

“She is…was my wife.” Was all you could say before being overwhelmed by a tidal wave of emotions. “Oh, I’m really sorry for your loss. She fought hard, but during the crash, she suffered numerous internal injuries. She suffered an injury to the chest during the injury that caused damage to her heart. We were able to stabilise her for a short while, but eventually her heart gave up. I’m really sorry for your loss.” The doctor said, bowing slightly before walking away. “You can see her if you want?” The doctor who wheeled you here asked. “It was my fault.” You could only whisper. If it was Nayeon’s heart that gave out, then her saving you was most likely what killed her. Looking out of the window with tears in your eyes, you noticed a shooting star. Or was it falling. Like Nayeon, a fallen angel, a fallen star, the love of your life. Oh, what you would give up to save her. At that moment, the star froze in the sky. Everything froze, the beeping in the monitors stopped, the chatter of the nurses stopped. You looked around in confusion, what in the world was happening? Through the frozen bodies, a child walked through the crowd of bodies, a small packet of chips in hand. “Hey kid, do you know what’s going on?” You ask, realising that the only ones not frozen were you and the kid. “Watch who you’re calling kid, I’m like a thousand years old!” The kid snorted. “What?” You asked in confusion. This all felt like a fever dream. What was this kid talking about? “Duh, you wished upon a shooting star, all that nonsense, now here I am. You get one wish. Make it quick, these things have validation periods and they’re a bitch if you stall.” You look at the child in confusion, but the possibilities swarm your mind. Could you bring back Nayeon from the dead? “I can’t bring her back. Not in any way that you’d want anyways.” The child says, seemingly having read your mind. “Can I go back in time to save her then? Let me wake up this morning again, and let me sleep to go back again.” You ask the child, and the child looks at you with a little concern. “Are you sure you want to make this wish. Go back to this morning, and loop yourself. I’m not permitted to give you ideas for other wishes, but I hope you think through this clearly.” “I’m sure.” You say resolutely. Anything for Nayeon. “Alright, if you insist. What was the first thing you did or said today?” The child asked, a piece of paper appearing in his hand.

“I said to Nayeon, “You, it’s always you.”” You tell the child, looking at him in confusion. “Alright, listen to me carefully. Once the loop begins, you will be looped to this morning, but you won’t have control over anything until your first action. Thankfully, it was this morning so you have the whole day to do what you need. Before time can continue and you continue on your looped day, you need to say the first thing you said. Only then will the day continue. But until you do, you’ll be trapped in that moment.” The kid explains to which you nod

“Wait, how-” You were about to ask, but with a snap of a finger, you woke up in bed once again

And the Cycle begins

Day 2

"Hey Babe, Happy 2nd Anniversary. You're finally awake, what were you dreaming about? You were mumbling, and smiling a lot" Nayeon whispers after leaving a kiss on your forehead. You wanted to throw Nayeon into a hug, but you found yourself locked in place. After a short struggle, you remembered what the kid had said. “You. It’s always you.” You say to Nayeon,  who playfully giggles before flicking you on the forehead. Worried, you quickly pull her into a hug. “You’re okay. You’re okay.” You mutter under your breath. Hearing this, Nayeon’s playful demeanour disappeared in a second, quickly sitting on the bed next to you, holding both your hands in hers. “Are you okay? Did you have a nightmare?” Nayeon asked, before putting her hand to your cheek, gently caressing it in an attempt to calm you down. “Yeh, a nightmare. Something like that.” You muttered under your breath. “Well, whatever that nightmare was, you don’t need to worry, I’m here, I’ll always be here alright?” Nayeon whispered, her hand patting your back. She was right. You were going to make this alright. Taking a deep breath, you pull Nayeon toward you, leaving a long kiss on her forehead. “Thank you, my love.” You say, collecting your thoughts. You had to act normal. You did not know what little errant act of yours would alter the day in unforeseen ways, and you weren’t sure if that alteration would be better or worse. Besides, once you saved Nayeon, you didn’t want this day to be one where she had all her plans for your second anniversary ruined. You’d just save her before the car crash. “Everything okay now?” Nayeon asked worriedly. “Of course, let’s go get dressed, we have a long day ahead. I assume you have plans for the day?” You asked, causing Nayeon to smile in excitement, almost jumping for joy on the bed. “Definitely, We can’t spend the whole of our anniversary in bed.” Nayeon goes to her dresser, tying her hair up into a ponytail before reaching around her drawers. “Why not, I’d think we’d enjoy that very much.” You say, earning you a shirt to the face. Good, everything was going as it was. The day proceeded as expected, the beach, the park, the recreation centre, everything. Then, came the moment where everything had gone wrong. “Hey Babe, I’ll drive. Just key in the location.” You say as the two of you left the recreation centre. “So you can uncover my final surprise? Nuh uh.” Nayeon said, sticking her tongue out, causing you to giggle. “I know it’s THAT restaurant.” You say, causing Nayeon to pout. “Aish, did Jihyo tell you?” She asked, to which you shrugged. “Ugh, fine.” Nayeon said, tossing you the keys as you got in the car. As you drove down the highway, you and Nayeon sang the songs that came up on the Radio. But as you were driving, an all too familiar song popped up. The song you were waiting for. As soon as you heard that song, you began to nervously glance in the mirrors, trying to spot the van. Soon enough, it pulled up upon the horizon. The van was speeding, and fast. Keeping an eye on it, just as you saw the van reach you, you quickly swerved out of the way. “What was that?” Nayeon asked, hand grasping the handle at the ceiling of the car. “I did it.” You exhaled to yourself. “Babe look out!” You heard Nayeon shout, seeing a motorcycle on the wrong side of the road, speeding towards you. The crash was not as major as the previous one. But it was more than enough to cause damage. After the collision, the motorcyclist and his bike flipped, crashing into the car, the impact of which knocking you out, the last thing you heard being the distressed screams of Nayeon. Waking up in the hospital, you sat up with a splitting headache, an IV drip stuck into your hand. “What happened?” You lightly groaned as you asked the doctor next to you, before noticing Nayeon in the bed next to you, swarmed with doctors

“What's happening?” You try to ask, but your injuries stripped you of any energy to even speak out. “Hands off. Clear.” You heard, and realisation dawned upon you. No. This couldn’t be happening again. “Time of Death, 2208.” You heard the doctor say, and you felt your world crash around you, all over again “How could this happen?” You mutter to yourself. You couldn’t let this happen again.

Day 3 "Hey Babe, Happy 2nd Anniversary. You're finally awake, what were you dreaming about? You were mumbling, and smiling a lot" Nayeon whispers after leaving a kiss on your forehead. You knew what had to be done this time. “You, it’s always you.” You say, leaning onto Nayeon with a sigh. “Are you alright?” Nayeon asked worriedly. “I just need a hug for a moment.” You whisper, Nayeon nodding as she holds you closer.

Okay, you anticipated not succeeding right away, you just had to try again

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“Hey Babe, I’ll drive. Just key in the location.” You say as the two of you left the recreation centre. “So you can uncover my final surprise? Nuh uh.” Nayeon said, sticking her tongue out, causing you to give her a small smile. “Jihyo told me.” You stuck your tongue out at her, causing her to roll her eyes. “Ugh, fine.” Nayeon said, tossing you the keys as you got in the car. As you drove, Nayeon began to sing the song on the radio, but instead of turning down the highway, you continued along a different route. “We’re talking about the same restaurant right? Shouldn’t we go by the highway? If we go this way, we’re only going one big round, no?” Nayeon asked, looking at you in confusion. “Just wanted to take the scenic route.” You reply, fingers tensing around the steering wheel. “Are you okay, baby? We can go to another restaurant if you’re uncomfortable. I just thought we could have a laugh there, but if you don’t like it…” Nayeon trailed off, seemingly associating your bad mood with her choice of dinner location. “No baby, its not that, I promise.” You reply, eyes still darting about “Pinky promise?” Nayeon said in that voice, the voice you knew, and she knew, you couldn’t resist. “Of course baby.” You say with a smile, left hand extending your pinky out, Nayeon smiling as her pinky hooked yours. Your heart threatened to jump out of your chest all through the drive there.Whenever a car so much as crossed your periphery, your mind immediately thought, how is this car going to mess with me. But through the ride, nothing happened. It was safe. Words could not describe your relief as you finally parked at the restaurant. “Baby, is everything alright? You’ve been acting weird ever since we began driving here.” Nayeon asked you while in line at the registration counter. “Just was a little paranoid. Heard about a few too many car accidents recently, so I was a little on edge.” You replied, Nayeon shooting you a weird look. There hadn’t been any news about that recently. As you were about to get to your turn at the registration counter, you saw a woman in a hoodie walking out of the restaurant, suddenly bumping into you. Without a word, she hastened her stride, and runs off. “What the hell was that?” Nayeon asked, eyebrows furrowed. “I don’t know, something wrong with that one probably. Ignore her, lets enjoy dinner.” You say, Nayeon smiling, nodding as she gave you a kiss on the cheek before walking into the restaurant with you. Once you were at your seats, you began to read through the menu. While you were reading the menu, however, you extended your leg, accidentally kicking a bag. That was odd. Looking down, you noticed a small bag on the ground. “Hi, Sir?” You raised your hand, beckoning a waiter over to you. “Hi, are you ready to order?” The waiter asked, taking out a small notepad. “Not yet, there’s a bag here, I think a previous client left it here.” “I’ll look into it.” The server picked the bag up, slowly walking over to the main counter. Looking at the bag, Nayeon’s eyebrows furrowed. She had noticed some wires protruding from the bag, and she heard a faint ticking sound… Nayeon’s eyes widened in realisation, especially hearing the ticking sound grow faster. “Get down!” Nayeon shouted, lunging at you, using her hand to keep your body low, draping her body over yours. Before your could even be confused, you heard a loud boom, the force pushing you to the ground. As the dust settled, chairs and tables in a frenzied disarray, you felt yourself get pulled onto a stretcher, your mind still a mess. Through all the mess, you were set down next to an ambulance, paramedics swarming the area, tending to the wounded. Seeing as you didn’t suffer any serious injuries, you were left there, pretty low on the priority list. Looking around, you tried to find her, but all of a sudden, through all the noise, as if a mocking tune meant to twist the knife in your heart “Im Nayeon, Time of Death, 2208.”

Day 4

"Hey Babe, Happy 2nd Anniversary. You're finally awake, what were you dreaming about? You were mumbling, and smiling a lot" Nayeon whispers after leaving a kiss on your forehead. Your mind was still a mess. It seemed like the universe was conspiring to kill the love of your life. Well, not if you had anything to say about it. Because you’d try over, and over, and over again, until Nayeon was finally safe “You, it’s always you.” You whisper

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Day ???

"Hey Babe, Happy 2nd Anniversary. You're finally awake, what were you dreaming about? You were mumbling, and smiling a lot" Nayeon whispers after leaving a kiss on your forehead. “You, it’s always you.” You say, a tone that all but said you were defeated. “I’ve gotta go.” You say, quickly getting up from the bed, going to get dressed. “Don’t you remember what today is?” Nayeon asked, parts shocked, parts angry. Looking at her, your eyelids drooped, and you looked absolutely defeated. “This is a throwaway day anyways. I’ll see you at the hospital.” You sigh, walking out of your apartment.

Walking to the bar, you went towards an unmarked room, pounding your fist against the door. “Open up dipshit, it’s me, Y/N. Don’t say you’re busy, don’t say come back later, I’m not in the mood.” You shout out. Opening the door, the aforementioned dipshit stuck his head out of the door. “Have I become that predictable? And of course, come on in.” He said, a hand gesturing into the room. “Also, do me a favour, tell your secretary that you’ll be receiving a call in roughly 37 minutes, just tell him to come back another time.” You say, crashing onto the couch. Looking at you in confusion, he finally nodded, texting his secretary, then sitting opposite to you. “Groundhog day, Nayeon, I’m going insane.” You say, the three pieces of information being enough for the other man. “That explains a lot. What’s the sitch?” He asked, pulling a whiteboard from the side of his office out. “I’ve tried everything. No matter what I do, Nayeon ends up dying in the hospital, Time of death, 2208.” You say with a sigh, hanging your head low.

“Oookay, you my friend, need a drink.” He said, sliding you a shot of gin. “No, I need to have my head on straight for this one. I need to brainstorm a way to save Nayeon.” You decline. “Alright, tell me the details, we’ll try to plan something.”  He said, patting you on the back. “I know what Nayeon means to you. We’ll figure this out alright?” He said, to which you nodded, though masking a considerable amount of doubt. The same amount you’ve had the last 20 times you were here. “Hang on.” You raise a hand, halting him in his step as you pulled out a piece of paper. Scribbling around 30 or so lines down, you handed the paper to him. “What’s this?” He asked, scanning through the paper “Your last 30 ideas.” You deadpanned, letting out a sigh. A look of realisation dawned upon him. “Oh, we have a mountain to climb then.”

“Alright, so what happens if you go home after the recreation centre then?” “We get robbed, the robber's a trigger happy little shit. Tried it out like 20 different ways, no matter what I arm myself with, even calling the cops, the robber can’t miss. In another life, she’d probably be a sniper.” You sighed. “If you drive around?” “Car crash, blue van, black SUV, a goddamn 5 tonner. You name it, it crashed into me. When I don’t crash, I’m not kidding when I say this, we get crushed by a landslide.” 

“Okay okay, scrap that, what’s the furthest you’ve gotten in your day without getting into an accident.” He asked, fingers massaging his forehead. “The loop is similar to the second one. I ran out of ideas, so I went back with that plan. I took the wheel, and we drove to the restaurant that we originally booked, but I took a roundabout way. We got there without an accident, but once we got there, surprise surprise, there was a bomb there. There was this one lady who bumped into me, dressed shady as hell, she’s the one who planted the bomb. I tried to take her down once, but that just resulted in the bomb blowing up earlier and killing Nayeon all the same. For this one, I called the cops prior, and they had cleared the place, successfully apprehended the criminal, then disposed of the bomb.  Then, surprise surprise, the damn restaurant caught on fire. That’s the furthest I ever made it. This is the closest to 2208 I can make it without Nayeon injured or in the hospital, but that fire was too big, I couldn’t get Nayeon out of it fast enough without the fumes getting to her or us getting trapped under debris. There were other similar situations like this at the restaurant, but there’s usually some minor differences. Once, the bomber’s friends came back to shoot the place up, the other time, some stupid ass kid ran into Nayeon and she fell, hitting her head.” “Okay, Okay, so we work off of that. Tomorrow, before you start your little date adventure, call me. Tell me code black, and tell me what to do. I’ll get some of the boys to prepare. We know this route can go wrong in a few ways. So, first, call the cops, secure the bomber. That much is obvious. Continue the date as is. We can’t really prevent the fire, given we don’t work there, but I’ll get Samuel there with a fire extinguisher. He’ll hand it off to you before you go in, along with some gas masks. Wouldn’t want the fumes to mess you up. For the shooters, I’ll have some of my boys guard outside, they see any rolling, they’ll call the cops. And for the dumbass kid. Well, just trip him if you see him.” He shrugged, causing you to nod. You knew there was no way to cover all your bases. The universe would try to throw anything it could at you, but this would work. “Alright, thanks bro.” You say, pulling him into a hug “No problem. I know I won’t remember this, but you should go visit mom soon, she’s been pretty bored recently.” He said, tightly embracing you. Once out of the hug, he put his hand on your shoulder. “This is gonna work, kid. Have faith alright? But, y’know, stay on your toes too.” He said with a small smile. “I really hope so, because I really don’t know how many more of these loops I can take before going insane.” You say, letting out a hoarse chuckle. “And, 3,2,1.” You say, looking at your watch. Right on cue, your phone began to ring. With a sigh, you picked up the phone. “Yes Natasha? Don’t worry how I know your name, yes, I’m Mrs Nayeon’s partner, I’ll be there in a short while.” You say, then hanging up the phone. “After this loop ends, Drinks on me.” He patted you on the back. “I look forward to it.”

Day ???+1

"Hey Babe, Happy 2nd Anniversary. You're finally awake, what were you dreaming about? You were mumbling, and smiling a lot" Nayeon whispers after leaving a kiss on your forehead. 

“You, it’s always you.” You say, leaning onto Nayeon with a sigh. “Are you alright?” Nayeon asked worriedly. “I just need a hug for a moment.” You whisper, Nayeon nodding as she holds you closer.

As you leaned on Nayeon’s shoulder, you closed your eyes, taking a deep breath. Today was the day. You were going to save Nayeon today. “Hey babe, you can go get dressed first, I gotta call Darius” You said, Nayeon nodding. “Alright babe, say Hi to him for me.” Nayeon said with a hum, walking to her dresser. “Code Black, I’ll send you the details.” “Roger that.”

After typing out what you had discussed with Darius, you sent it to him, getting a thumbs up from him. “Hey babe, how do I look?” Nayeon asked, drawing your attention. She stood there, twirling around with that cute smile on her face. “Perfect, as always.”

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“Nay, I gotta go take a call, can you wait for me by the car?” You ask, Nayeon nodding Once Nayeon was out of earshot, you took your phone out, dialling the police.

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“Hey Babe, I’ll drive. Just key in the location.” You say as the two of you left the recreation centre. “So you can uncover my final surprise? Nuh uh.” Nayeon said, sticking her tongue out, causing you to give her a small smile. “Jihyo told me.” You stuck your tongue out at her, causing her to roll her eyes. “Ugh, fine.” Nayeon said, tossing you the keys as you got in the car.

As you drove, Nayeon began to sing the song on the radio, though pausing as she noticed you turning to the longer route. “We’re talking about the same restaurant right? Shouldn’t we go by the highway? If we go this way, we’re only going one big round, no?” Nayeon asked, looking at you in confusion. “Just taking the more Scenic route babe, don’t worry about it.” You say with a small smile.

As expected, much to your delight, the ride there was a smooth one, though your mental preparations for the upcoming dinner from hell caused you to tense up quite a little. Reaching the restaurant, Nayeon’s eyebrow furrowed. “Hmm, why are there so many police cars?” Nayeon looked around curiously. “Maybe there was some disputes here. They’re leaving now, so we should be fine.” You reassure Nayeon, who nods. Walking out to the counter, you see Samuel, a friend of Darius’, someone you had seen in passing but never really interacted with. “The package has been set under your table. Here are the masks, godspeed my friend.” Samuel says, handing you the small pouch. You quickly take it, grabbing them and shoving them into your pocket. “Thank you so much for this.” You thank Samuel, who returned a small smile. “Anytime.”

“Who was that just now? At the counter?” Nayeon asked as she browsed through the menu “Oh, just a friend of Darius’. We were just exchanging pleasantries.” You reply, Nayeon seemingly satisfied with this answer. Looking around the restaurant, you seeked to remove the first and most minute possibility of messing up. “Hey kid.” You beckon the boy over to you. “Here’s 10$, do me a favour, stay seated at your table alright?” You whisper, the boy nodding, taking the money before running back to his seat. “You’re acting weird today.” Nayeon said in a joking tone, but you knew there was some serious concern behind that. “Don’t worry about it babe, let’s order.” You reassure her. As the dinner went on surprisingly incident free, for now at least, you got a message from Darius. “All clear so far. Besides, I heard on the news that the cops had made a big arrest on some of the members associated with the bombers, so you’re only left with the fire. Good luck.” As if a goddamn hex had been placed, almost instantaneously, you heard shouts from the kitchen, followed by some sparks. “Babe, I need you to listen to me very carefully, I need you to do exactly as I say for the next 5 minutes alright? Put this mask on.” You say to her, quickly taking the masks from your pocket. Nayeon looked in fear at the flames that were rapidly spreading, looking to you and nodding. “Stay behind me, and when I say run for the exit, run.” You say, taking the bag off the fire extinguisher. “How did y-” “Question for another time, let’s go!” You say, standing up as you pulled the pin on the fire extinguisher, spraying the gas at the sources of fire around you. As you were putting out the flames around you, your main priority was to put out the flames leading to the door, aiming to make a safe passage for Nayeon and other people in the restaurant. “Go!” You shout out, Nayeon making a dash for the exit, you follow close as you continue extinguishing the fire around you. When you were just about to reach the exit, you heard a loud creak, seeing the banner above Nayeon about to fall. “No!” You scream out, lunging at her, draping your body over hers. The large banner crashed upon your back, knocking you unconscious, your last thought before you blacked out, a jumbled slurry of fear and pain.

“Can you hear me?” You heard a doctor ask as you were slowly regaining consciousness. “Yeh doc, I can hear you.” You groggily reply, before your mind immediately sharpened. “Where’s Nayeon? My wife.” You ask, before hearing a cough to your side. “Look around sometimes, baby.” Nayeon said weakly, though with a smile on her face. “No, No.” You mutter, the memories of your first loop rushing in to your mind. “Nay, are you alright? Are you feeling off in any way?” You quickly ask. “Other than a mild concussion and some scrapes, I’m fine, thanks to you. My hero.” Nayeon said, a smile on her face. You looked around in confusion, till you finally saw it. 2210. You had made it. “Yes!” You exclaim in excitement, before your wounds promptly put you back on the bed. “Calm down my friend. So, about your injury. We’ve done some scans, nothing serious, but we’d still like to keep you for observation for one day. And, it was very heroic what you did there, not just saving your wife, but you and the fire extinguisher. I heard from the other patrons who I attended to earlier, if not for you, most of them would have died in there, but thanks to you, the worst injury someone suffered was a mild burn. So, great job, and rest up.” The doctor smiled, gently patting you on the back before leaving the ward. “So, my hero, mind telling me how you had those masks ready for us? And that fire extinguisher too?” Nayeon asked, curious. “Story for another day my love, for now, let’s just rest, alright? And, happy 2nd.” You say, causing Nayeon to chuckle. “What an eventful 2nd anniversary it’s been.” She says, to which you smirk. “You have no idea. Good night babe.” You say, before shutting your eyes, a smile as you could already feel the beautiful horizon of the next day to come, it’s rays shining upon you

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“You. It’s always you.”

[uwukillmenowowo]

Hello I have a request can you do a various Yandere MHA x Reader (like class 1a vs class 1b type of stuff) if that's comfortable with you!

WOOOOO!! I don’t mind at all :D

Haha I hope this is good- This is rlly my first time writing a Yandere Varius X Reader soooo......

HHHHHNNNNNGGGGG

COMPETITION

(Yandere BNHA X F!Reader!)

Notes:

Reader/ [Y/n] will be female for the sake of ✨Cliche writing~!✨

[Y/n]'s quirk allows her to manipulate water Juvia Lockser style [I chose water because it goes well with a lot of the class's quirks]

[Y/n]'s personality is the classic "Naive, innocent, strawberry milk sweetheart"

I may have left out something but I forgot what it was... :(

I hope it's still good tho :)

Lately all your friends have been acting weird. They want to do stuff like hanging out with you more, have a spar, have a snack, study, stuff like that. At first you found it cute and spent time with whoever asked first... but now... things have become... rough.

{Your POV}

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"[Y/n]-Chaann~!" I yelped as I suddenly got hugged from behind. "Mina..?" I questioned. I heard her laugh and when I turned around, I saw the whole Bakusquad there. "What's up guys?" I asked as I tilted my head.

"Oh! We were planning to hit up the arcade. You wanna join?" Kriishima asked as he slung his arm around Kaminari. I groaned and rubbed my arm. "Sorry guys, I have something going on." They looked dissappointed but Bakugo just seemed pissed. More so than usual. "AH?! What could be more important? You're already hella smart and your quirk is kick ass!" I chuckled and blushed at the praise. "Yeah... True... It is only grocery shopping...but-"

"Then we can go to the arcade and then we can walk with you to the store."Kaminari suggested. "O-Oh! You don't have to! I mean- I still have-" Before I was able to finish my sentence, the door to the class opened and I saw Tetsutetsu, Kuroiro, Shiozaki, and Kendo. "Good afternoon. Is [Y/n]-San here?" I smiled and told the people in front of me goodbye before I jogged to the door. "Sorry! Just saying my goodbyes. We can go now." I told Kendo.

She smiled at me and in return, Tetsutetsu linked our arms and dragged me and the 1-B students away.

{Third POV}

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It was silence for a while as class 1-A stared at the door that was left open. "WHAT THE FUCK?! WHY IS SHE HANGING OUT WITH THOSE CLASS B NOBODIES?!?" Screamed the blonde haired boy as he activated his quirk. "*hmph* Bakugo, calm down, we all agreed that we wouldn't act against each other until [Y/n] gave an answer." A black haired male ran into front of Bakugo to stop his quirk. "*Tch*... Dammit four eyes-" Bakugo glared at the class president before groaning and exited the class.

"Bakugo? Where are you going?!" Yaoyorozu asked, worried that [Y/n] might see all their true colours. "MAKING SURE THOSE EXTRAS DON'T DO STUPID SHIT!"

Everyone else in the class sighed. They also wanted to do the same but they know it will be suspicious.

{Your POV}

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I thanked Shiozaki as she bought us all ice cream. "You really didn't have to buy these..." I smiled and licked my [Fav. Flavor] ice cream. "And Tetsutetsu, you don't have to hold my grocery bags." But Tetsutetsu and Shiozaki just looked more proud and happy with themselves. "We can walk you home too is you want?" Kendo asked as she stood behind me.

I sweatdropped. "Oh! That's too much! It's getting dark so I can't! You guys need to get home too so-" "I'm sure it'll be fine. We live in the same area anyways." Kuroiro said, looking at the others. "Are you sre? If it gets too late than you guys can stay over for the night..." That made the four of them smile. "Oh we won't take long, I'm sure" I smiled back and sighed. "Okay, fine. Let's go."

{Third POV}

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"SHE'S GONNA- *MMPHHH*" Bakugo flailed around as the other grabbed him, covering his mouth and pulled him back into their hiding space. "Shhhhuuu! Bakubro she's gonna hear you!" Kirishima whispered and he used his quirk and hugged Bakugo to trap him. "Ahh! What should we do?!" Ashido asked as she gripped her hair.

"Don't worry. I texted the chat." "YOU DID WHAT?!?" The Bakusquad all glared at Kaminari. "Huh? What was that?" The Bakusquad all ducked into the alleyway, tightly holding onto the explosive Pomeranian. "[Y/n]... We should go. They could be a thief, or a villain." They heard a member of Class B suggest. "Hmm... Okay. Let's hurry."

They heard the group that they were tailing start to jog and they all shared their annoyance. "*Tch* It's no use. They're all at [Y/n]'s home so there's no point in tailing them anymore." Sero groaned and facepalmed. "That sucks. 'Cause Midoriya, Todoroki, and Iida are already on their way. So are Uraraka, Yaoyorozu, and Jiro." The Bakusquad grit their teeth while Bakugo activated his quirk, letting out muffled yells. "This stupid idiot-" Sero sighed and smacked the back of Kaminari's head. "Hey!"

But before Kaminari could respond, the three boys he mentioned earlier just arrived, along with Uraraka, Yaoyorozu, and Jiro arrived. "Where are they?!" Midoriya asked as he kept a straight face.

"Simple~ Anywhere where no class 1-A morons are!" Out came a voice that 1-A was all too familiar with. "OF COURSE IT'S YOU, COPYCAT!" Bakugo yelled, getting out of Kirishima's grip. The "Copycat" just laughed and from both side of the ally, came more students from class 1-B. "An ambush?! So you knew?" Yaoyorozu stated firmly, reaching for her stomach and pulled out a spear while the other class 1-A activated their quirks.

"Whoa... Whoa... Settle down! You wouldn't want dearest to find out about this little thing do you~?" Kaibara chuckled as he pulled out his phone with a video that the 1-A students knew all too much about. A video of... a certain person who... let's just say tried to do bad stuff to our dear reader. "How?" Iida demanded, getting into a fighting position.

Monoma stepped forwards. "Relax~ We won't actually do anything yet." He laughed as he clapped twice. At the signal, Class 1-B all charged at 1-A. Because of the small allyway they were in, class 1-A had trouble controlling their quirks. I mean, sure they have control but their anger of being blackmailed messed with them.

"You tell her and I swear on All Might's name I will completely mmmmmmhh- frick you up." Uraraka exclaimed, pouting. "Ohhhh no~ We're so scared" Kodai responded with sarcasm. After a great stare off, they all launched their attacks both sides determined to beat the other to prove the strength of their love.

[Request for Pt.2]

AAAHHHHH!!! THIS WAS BAD IT HAD MORE RIVALRY THAN... STUFF

THIS WAS HONESTLY MY FIRST TIME WRITING A YANDERE x READER- SOOOOOO I HAD NO CLUE WHAT TO DO WITH THE PLOT MY MIND JUST WENT. "Okay, fight, love, hate, fight, kill, blood, love, jelly jelly, tsun tsun, fight, jelly, hate, love, blood, tsun tsun, blood, fight, kill, jelly jelly."

[i-am-baechu]

♡ Summary: Yoongi is the famous cold bad boy of the campus. All the girls liked him and all the boys envied him. Y/N was just another girl with a case of social anxiety, why would Yoongi even look at her?  

♡ Pairing: Crush situation: Non idol! Yoongi x Reader 

♡ Rating: Pg - 14 

♡ Genre: Fluff, romance, and angst

Y/N walked across the campus with her headphones and her head looking down at the cement beneath her. She just got out of her class and was now heading to another one when she saw the popular people hanging out at the back of the building. She looked up and her eyes landed on the one and only, Min Yoongi. It was crazy because she has known Yoongi since grade school but she knew he had no idea who she was. They only talked three times and all those times were because they were in small groups for class. Other than that, they never interacted. They didn’t have a reason for it. She was just the younger junior who had a crush on her senior. 

She looked away and shook her head when she saw Mina hugging his arm. It was annoying to watch but she had no right to feel upset. He wasn’t hers and never will be. She continued her way until she felt an arm around her shoulder. She pushed down her headphones and saw Umji giving her a frown “You didn’t text me last night! Y/N, I was worried.” 

Y/N let out a small laugh, “I fell asleep last night. I was so tired from work.”

Umji nodded her head and removed her arm, “Okay, I’ll allow it.”

“Umji, leave her alone. She needs sleep and not you annoying her.”

Y/N turned her head and saw Chang-kyun giving her a teasing smirk, “Oppa, where were you? You missed out on the quiz.”

Chang-kyun gave her a small shrug and chuckled, “I had to help Shownu with moving. I already told the professor, don’t worry about me Y/N.” 

Umji looked Chang-kyun up and down with a small smirk, “You helped him? You're built like a pole.” 

Chang-kyun rolled his eyes and flicked her forehead, “Shut up. Don’t you have math?”

“Yes....I’ll see you guys after class? We’re meeting in the lunchroom, right?” 

Y/N nodded her head and gave her a smile, “Good luck on your test.”

“I need all the luck, bye~.” 

Y/N and Chang-kyun waved goodbye to Umji (who was running to her class now). Y/N turned towards Chang-kyun and smiled, “How was moving?” 

“Shownu has a lot of things. It’s going to be two days at least until he's moved fully and that’s me being positive.” 

“Oppa, I can always ask my brother to help you. He comes back tomorrow”

“Nah, I don’t want to bother him. Let’s go to class before we’re late at being early.” 

Y/N pouted at this, “Don’t make fun of me. I just like being early.” 

“I know you do.” 

The two continued to walk but Y/N glanced over her shoulder to see Yoongi smoking with his friends. He was chuckling at something and she wondered what his real laugh sounded like. She bet it sounded sweet. She quickly looked away when she saw him turning his head in her direction. That would be embarrassing if she was caught looking at him. 

They sat in the middle of the classroom and Y/N took out all her supplies for the class. She took her Liberal Arts class very seriously, it was her major after all. Chang-kyun on the other hand didn’t really care for the class but needed it for his general education. Chang-kyun and Y/N have known each other since they were in diapers. He saw her as his little sister whom he had protected because of how quiet she was. Y/N saw him as a person she admired and could count on no matter what. They were always together, no matter what. 

Professor Kwon entered the room and smiled at Y/N, “Y/N, you're always here before me. One of these days I’m going to ask you to be late.” 

Y/N let out a small laugh as she felt her face get warm, “I just like being early, professor.” 

“I’m glad you're so dedicated. Chang-kyun, you should learn from her.” 

Chang-kyun rolled his eyes and locked his phone, “I’m here early too. That shows I’m dedicated to some degree.” 

“Sure. Y/N, can you take these papers to Professor Jun.”

Y/N glanced at Chang-kyun who just nodded his head at her, “Uh, sure. It’s room 345 A?” 

“Yes, his class ended ten minutes ago. You should be fine.”

She nodded her head and wiped her hands on her jeans. Chang-kyun gave her an encouraging smile and she walked to the front to get the papers. Walking in the halls felt like a headache after a long day. Each time her shoe hit the floor, the sound of her heel was amplified in her ears and it made her feel sick. It was as if the hallway was longer and narrower than what she remembered. Her cream sweater can’t give her comfort at this moment. She stood in front of the door and took a deep breath before gently knocking on the dark wood. 

The door opened and she looked up with her eyes wide. Standing in front of her was Yoongi looking down at her with a raised eyebrow, “What?” 

She swallowed some spit and looked down from his stare, “I-I have some papers for Professor Jun...it's from Professor Kwon.” She didn’t hear anything and she thought Yoongi had left, so she looked up. She saw Yoongi staring at her with an expression that she couldn’t make out. She felt her face get warm and handed him the papers, “Thank you...please make sure he gets it...umm...have a good day. Bye.” 

She heard a chuckle and she brought the papers back to her with her shaky hands. Yoongi leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, “If you want the papers delivered then you should do it.”

She nodded her head and continued to look down at the floor, “Can I come in?” 

“I guess.”

With that, Yoongi moved away from the door and Y/N felt her heartbeat restored. She watched him go back to the front with his other friends and she realized that the class was not over. She swallowed spit again and entered the class. She bowed at the people seated at the front as she avoided Yoongi’s stare. 

Professor Jun smiled at her, “Ah, Y/N. Is that from Professor Kwon?”

Y/N's head snapped at the older man and nodded her head, “Yes, it is. I’m sorry for disturbing your class, Professor.”

“Nonsense, you can never disturb me. Thank you for the papers, tell your brother I say hi.” 

Y/N handed the papers and nodded her head, “Will do, Professor.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

Y/N nodded her head and walked away as fast as she could. She turned around to close the door and she saw Yoongi looking at her. Her eyes widened and she closed the door as fast as she could. She leaned against the wood and clenched her chest, her heart was beating faster and she hated that. She didn’t dare to check her Apple watch. She smacked her cheeks and nodded her head. She walked away with hands clawing at her sweater to hide her shaky hands. She felt like she was practically running back to her room. 

When she came back Professor Kwon wasn’t in the room and Chang-kyun was on his phone. She ran back to her seat causing him to look up with a worried look, “Is everything okay?”

“How long was I gone?”

Chang-kyun raised his eyebrow and glanced at his phone, “It was like eight minutes, why?”

Her eyes widened and she slumped in her seat, “It felt like it was longer...like an hour.” 

Chang-kyun rolled his eyes and put his phone in his pocket, “Why? What happened?” 

“Professor Jun’s class wasn’t over...Yoongi was there. It was awkward and I hated it.”

Chang-kyun nodded his head at this and rubbed her shoulders gently, “It’s over now. Next time, I’ll deliver the papers to him. Okay?”

“Okay...” Why was Yoongi staring at me? Was it because my sweater had flowers in different colors? Was my hair too messy? I shouldn’t be thinking this...Mina was sitting next to him and it's obvious they're together.

“Y/N? You good?” 

Y/N shook her head and looked at Chang-kyun with a small smile, “Yea-Yeah. I was just thinking of today’s lesson.” 

“Nerd.” 

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Y/N tied her apron and looked at herself in the mirror with a small smile. After hanging out with Chang-kyun and Umji, Y/N had a shift at My Dear Cafe. Her sister-in-law, Irene, owned the cafe and Y/N wanted to help out whenever she could. Plus, she needed the money. She tightened her ponytail and headed out to the front to see Irene looking at the computer.

“Hi, unnie.” 

Irene looked up from the screen and gave her a smile, “Ah, Y/N. I’m sorry to put you in this position but I have a new person coming in. Can you train them?” 

Y/N blinked her eyes and slowly nodded her head, “I-I’ll do my best.” 

Irene smiled at this and nodded her head, “I have to do paperwork for the employee and then I have a conference meeting at four. Again, I'm sorry.” 

Y/N shook her head and gave her a reassuring smile, “It’s okay...you overwork yourself, unnie.” 

Irene let out a laugh and rubbed the back of her neck, “Tonight, I want us to have dinner with Henry.”

“Oppa? He’s back from his trip?”

Irene frowned at this and crossed her arms over her chest, “Did he not text you? You're his little sister and he didn’t tell you!?” 

“It’s okay unnie, he probably fell asleep when he came home.”

“Don't excuse him. I’ll scold him, don't worry.” Before Y/N said something, the door opened. She turned towards the door and she saw Yoongi with his hands in his pocket. Y/N felt frozen in her spot as she stared at him with nerves and confusion. Why was he here? “Ah, Yoongi. Thank you for coming in early. This is Y/N, she will be your trainer.” 

Y/N looked at Irene with wide eyes and then back at Yoongi who was looking at her with a blank expression. She had to train Yoongi, alone. How was she going to talk to him? She could barely look him in his eyes. She wished Chang-kyun or Umji was here to comfort her or take care of the training instead. 

“H-Hello.” 

“Mmmm...”

Y/N wanted to run to the back and clock out but her feet were frozen to the tile below her. Yoongi cracked his neck and looked at Irene, “Do you want me to change?” 

“You can head towards the back and on the right side is for the men. For now, just put it in any locker, we’ll assign you one later.”

Yoongi nodded his head and looked at Y/N, “Bye, teacher.”

He walked away with a chuckle that lingered in the air. Y/N’s face felt warm and she fell to the floor with her face on her knees, “Y/N? Is everything okay? Do you want me to train him instead, I don’t want you uncomfortable.” 

“No...I can do it. I just wasn’t expecting him.”

Irene placed the papers on the counter and went to Y/N’s level rubbing her back gently, “Who was that?”

Y/N looked up at her and frowned, “He’s my senior...”

Irene nodded her head at this and sighed, “Do you like him?

“I-I...I mean...he’s not bad-looking?”

Irene let out a small laugh and helped Y/N up, “You got this, Y/N. Just be your amazing self, okay?”

“I’m not that amazing...I’m just me.”

Irene rolled her eyes and gently hit her shoulder, “Which is amazing. Are you sure you want to train him? I can put off the paperwork for tonight.”

Y/N shook her head at this, “I can do it. Don’t worry.” 

“Where do I clock in?”

Y/N turned to see Yoongi leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest (which seems like his normal stance). Y/N swallowed some spit and gave him a small smile (the best she could make), “I can show you...” 

Y/N walked past him not making eye contact and headed towards the back. She wasn’t even sure if he was behind her. She glanced over her shoulder to see him walking with his hands in his pocket. He looked so uninterested in everything. She stood in front of the computer and moved to the side so he could see the screen, “You're going to use your Employee ID...”

Yoongi nodded his head and moved forward with his cologne entering her nose. He smelled like old books and firewood, it was comforting, “Now what?” 

She shook her head and looked at the screen, “You're going to check if the date is right and then just click shift start.” 

He did what she said and turned towards her, “My name is Yoongi.”

Y/N nodded her head. I knew he wouldn’t remember me... “I-I’m Y/N.”

Training Yoongi wasn’t hard, it was clear that he had worked in a cafe before. He knew how to make almost all the drinks and the only thing he didn’t know how to do was register. Which was fair because every store is different. Yoongi wasn’t much of a talker nor was Y/N. The atmosphere around them was silent but it was still comforting somehow. 

Y/N reached out for a glass but didn’t see Yoongi’s hand. She touched his knuckles and looked up with an embarrassed look, “So-Sorry. I didn’t see you.”

“It’s fine. By the way, did you do Professor Kwon's homework?”

Y/N washed a dirty glass and looked at him, “Oh, yeah. I already finished it, why?”

“Are you a Liberal Arts major?”

Y/N nodded her head and turned her attention to the sink, “Yes...why?”

“That’s my major too.” 

“O-Oh that’s cool.” Why did I say that?

Before Yoongi could say another, the door opened. She looked up to see the rest of Yoongi’s friends talking loudly. Her eyes landed on Mina and she bit her lip.

“Yoongi, you look so cute in your apron.”

Yoongi scoffed as Y/N watched from the sidelines, “Shut it Tae, what do you guys want?”

Mina leaned forward placing her hand on top of his, “You know what I like, Yoon.”

Y/N looked away and opened the fridge to let the cold air touch her face. Maybe if her face was frozen she couldn’t cry, “Y/N?”

She turned around and saw Jungkook giving her a small smile. Jungkook was nice and she hung out with him a couple of times. Chang-kyun was more of his friend but she still saw him as a friend still, “Oh, Kook? It’s been a while.” 

Jungkook let out a small laugh and nodded his head, “Yeah, sorry I’ve been busy. How are you doing?”

“You know Y/N, Jungkook?”

Y/N looked at Yoongi and saw him looking at Jungkook with a raised eyebrow, “Of course I do, hyung. Chang-kyun is her best friend.” 

“You never told me that.”

“You never asked. Neh, noona, can I have banana milk?” 

She glanced at Yoongi and then gave her full attention to Jungkook, “Of course you can. Chang-kyun mentioned that you had a soccer game last week, how was that?”

“We won, noona, you should come to one.” 

Y/N let out a nervous laugh and shook her head, “I-I don’t do good with other people.”

“So you're a loner.” 

Her laughing stopped and she looked at Mina who was sending her a small smirk. She felt her face turn red and she turned around to get Jungkook’s banana milk. She wasn’t sure how to answer or if should’ve answered. She just wanted out of the situation. She placed the banana milk on the counter, “That will be ₩3,272, Kook.”

He took out the money and gave her a small smile, “Thank you noona. Maybe I'll see you at Chang-kyun’s tomorrow, maybe?”

Y/N shrugged her shoulders and gave him the change. She didn’t say anything but turned away and went towards the bathroom. When she was a few feet away she heard Mina say, “Jungkook, why are you friends with her?” 

She shook her head and rushed to the bathroom. She slammed the stall and brought her knees to her chest. She knew she should’ve clocked out or had Irene on the floor instead. She sighed to herself and left the stall. She splashed water on her face and glanced at herself in the mirror. She wished the water made her feel better. She walked out of the bathroom to see it empty again and it made her feel better. 

She started to refill everything that needed ignoring Yoongi’s stare. He let out a small cough and she glanced at him, “I’m sorry about her. She can be a bitch sometimes.”

Y/N shrugged her shoulders, “It’s fine.”

“It’s not fine. She shouldn’t talk to you like that, Y/N. I’m saying sorry because I know she won’t.” 

Y/N saw the intensity in his eyes and nodded her head, “Okay...you don’t normally talk that much...”

Yoongi shrugged his shoulders, “If something is wrong then it’s wrong. I’ll speak up.” 

Y/N nodded her head, “That’s a good trait.” 

Yoongi handed her a glass filled with a mystery drink. She glanced at the glass and then at him, “It’s a special drink. Drink it because it won’t happen again.” 

She nodded her head and took a sip. She immediately smiled at the taste, “It’s good.”

“Cherish it because I won’t do it again.” 

And she would cherish it. Even though it was a small thing, it made her feel seen. 

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“Umji, are you sure this is okay?”

“Y/N, it's going to be okay. You deserve a break from school. Plus, Chang-kyun is going to be there. You have no worries.” 

Tonight, Jungkook invited Chang-kyun to a small party. Umji was excited because she desperately needed a break but for Y/N, she didn’t care. She was better off being at home by herself with her music playing as she cleaned. She was dressed in a white long sleeve with a mini black dress on top. It was simple and that’s all she needed. She could easily blend in the background. 

Y/N nodded her head, “I suppose. Don’t get too drunk.”

Umji rolled her eyes and slapped her shoulder, “Let me have fun. I don’t go out that much.”

“I know you don’t but I can’t help but worry for you.”

Umji smiled at this and kissed Y/N’s cheek, “I know, thanks for always caring.” 

The two headed towards Jungkook’s dorm with Y/N rubbed her arms in a nervous manner. When they entered, it wasn’t a lot of people but there were new faces. Faces that belonged in magazines. Umji intertwined their fingers together and gave her a small smile, “It’s going to be okay, unnie.” 

Y/N nodded her head and her eyes landed on Chang-kyun who was talking with Jungkook. She smiled and Umji went straight to him, “Oppa, I want vodka.”

Chang-kyun raised his eyebrow at Umji and shook his head, “You and vodka don’t mix well. Remember what happened last year?”

Umji pouted at this and shook her head, “I’ve gotten better. I’m only having one drink.” 

Chang-kyun rolled his eyes and nodded his head, “Fine.” 

Umji smiled at this and looked at Y/N, “I won.”

Y/N shook her head and bowed her head at Jungkook, “Hi, Kook.”

“Hey, noona. I’m surprised to see you here.” 

Y/N let out a nervous laugh and nodded her head, “I’m shocked to be here too...”

Chang-kyun handed her a bottle of water and ruffled her hair, “The balcony is that way. I might get shit-faced but if you need somewhere to escape just head towards there. Okay?” 

“Okay.” 

Y/N tried her best to stand with everyone else but it was doing much for her. She stood up from the couch and let the laughter of everyone be her background music. She opened the sliding door and closed it shut. She sat on the black chair to stare at the stars with a small sigh escaping. 

“Hello again.”

She turned her head and saw Yoongi smirking at her with smoke escaping his lips. She didn’t even know he was here but thinking about why wouldn’t he. He’s one of Jungkook’s close friends. She waved at him and looked back at the sky, “Hello...” 

Yoongi stared at her and sighed, “You know I remembered you.”

Y/N looked at him with a confused look, “What?”

“I only wanted to introduce myself because I thought you wouldn’t remember me.” 

Y/N shook her head and turned towards him, “N-No, how could I forget you?” 

Yoongi raised his eyebrow at this and leaned towards her, “What does that mean?”

Y/N’s face felt warm and she looked away, “That I couldn’t forget you...I was so sure you would have forgotten me.”

“How could I forget about the girl that saved me in Literature?” 

“What are you talking about?” 

Y/N was always ahead with her studies. She was a freshman in a senior class, and every teacher was always impressed with her. She sat at the table with Yoongi and she couldn’t help her heart beat faster than usual. If Chang-kyun saw her now, he would make fun of her. The book they were reading was Pride and Prejudice and the teacher put them in small groups, hence why she was with Yoongi. 

Yoongi was too busy talking to his friends to notice the teacher glaring at him, “Mr. Min since you're in a talking mood. Why is Mr. Darcy infatuated with Elizabeth?” 

Yoongi cursed under his breath and looked at his paper as if they had an answer. Y/N saw him struggling and grabbed a sticky note without the teacher noticing. She placed it on his lap without looking at him and Yoongi glanced at her. He looked down to make it seem like he was looking at his paper, “Elizabeth was a breath of fresh air. Mr. Darcy was used to getting things he wanted and women only saw him for his fortune. When he met Elizabeth it was different. She fought back against him and it made him realize that’s what he wanted in a wife.” 

The teacher nodded her head at this and moved on. Y/N looked away and didn’t realize Yoongi was looking at her with a smile. 

“You remember that?” 

Yoongi nodded his head, “Of course, I remember. I saw you as Mr. Darcy.”

Y/N raised her eyebrow at this, “Why?”

“You're intelligent and you always got things because of it. I saw myself as Elizabeth, the breath of fresh air.”

Y/N’s face felt hotter and she stared at him with shock, “Wh-What?” 

“I think you know what that means.” 

She continued to stare at him and looked down, “What about Mina?” 

Yoongi's eyebrows furrowed at this and looked at her with confusion, “What about her?”

“She likes you...and I thought you liked her...”

Yoongi scoffed at this and pulled his chair closer to her. She heard this and turned her head to see him so close to her. His nose touching hers, “Mina has nothing to do with us right now. I’m only focused on you.” 

She glanced at his lips and then back to his dark brown eyes, “O-On me?” 

“Always on you...Always on you, Y/N.” He leaned forward and placed his lips on hers. Her eyes widened at the action but they quickly closed as she returned the kiss. The kiss was quick and when they leaned away he placed his forehead against hers, “It’s always been you.” 

[aryxchse]

realistic friends to lovers with bakugou katsuki

a/n: i watched the boys around me and how they treated the girls they think serious about, so i came up with this. this is realistic in my opinion of course, you may not think like that. but hope u guys enjoy, i wasn't writing abt my husband in a VERY long time 🫶🏻

warnings: bad grammar, not proofreaded

- bakugou wasn't the serious relationship type.

- he wasn't a people guy either, but when he wants someone he knows how to get that someone.

- with that face, a few beautiful words were enough to get what he wanted.

- and his sharp tongue was also enough to send them away.

- he was acting like this, because he knew how no one can deal with his character.

- until he met you.

- the first moment he saw you, realised that he found the one.

- he didn't wanted you, he needed you.

- you were like his oxygen to breath or, water to drink when he's so thirsty. the first bite of the food when he's so hungry or the moment he sits down after a very long day.

- you felt so.. comfortable. so... pure.

- but, he didn't even talk to you.

- he didn't text, call, or invite you to events.

- you have to make the first move.

- of course, that doesn't mean he doesn't do cute things.

- for example;

- once he gave you his earrings just because you like them even though they were very expensive.

- when you talk bad about yourself he complements you agressively. complements you because he needs you to know how he sees you, does it agressively because how stupid you are to think you're ugly or unworthy.

- how can you think those bad things about yourself when you're literally the definition of angel in his eyes.

- he buys you stuff and constantly pays your bills when you guys go to a restaurant.

- walks behind you when there's creepy-like men around and gives them death stares.

- literally so nice to you. bullies mina [ in a innocent way, but you know, he's kinda mean. ] in front of you for talking stupid, but when you make a dumb joke that's literally not funny, he's laughing his ass off.

- or when he bullies uraraka for her outfit in a joking way but mesmerized when you walk into the room.

- just, nice. very, very, nice.

- and so shy.

- but still, you have to text him first.

- he needs to be sure that you love him too, because he's so serious about you and you're the only one he felt this way.

- he doesn't wanna get his heart broken because he won't know what to do with it.

- and he'd be a mess.

- and you understand this and usually make the first moves.

- like, you invite him somewhere, calling him and asking where he is or what he's doing. starting conversations basically.

- but one day, you get angry.

- the voices in your head becomes too loud at some point.

- he was so comfortable around mina and the other girls, why can't he be with you? he was so confident and relaxed around them it makes you think that he actually hates you, not loves you.

- yes he'd done very beautiful things, yes he's so nice to you but he's not doing anything if you don't do it.

- and because of this, one day you snapped.

- he was talking with his group as usual, you were already feeling like a burden but staying anyway, watching the man you love talk so confident with his friends.

- you were sitting alone and they were standing in front of you together, of course you were included by the girls but not by the man you love.

- he wasn't talking with you very much but he was keeping an eye on you.

- sometimes he would blink at you when you're staring at him and asks what you're doing. checks you in his way and then turning into the conversation again.

- and you were so bored of this.

- you sighed angryly and get off, saying nothing.

- leaving all the confused looks behind.

- it was after five minutes you left, bakugou followed you.

- "hey, what happened back there?" you rolled your eyes, hugged yourself because of the cold.

- bakugou noticed that and tried to gave you his jacket. key word; tried.

- "here, take my jacke-"

- "i don't want it."

- well, you can say that he was both confused and afraid.

- "you'll get cold."

- "do you even care?" you said sharply.

- he doesn't know what's going on, but one thing he knows that, you were so pissed.

- "what do you mean?" he asks, carefully picking his words.

- "i'm suprised that you even tried to gave me your jacket when i didn't even asked," you laughed sarcastically. "you know, you usually don't do things without someone telling you."

- oh. so that's what this is about.

- he had a confused look on his face, but a grin followed after.

- "tell me exactly, what is your problem?"

- "you, bakugou! you're my problem!"

- the last name treatment. this is bad.

- "why?"

- you sighed, calming yourself down. "i'm sorry if i misunderstand your feelings towards me but, if you do love me, i don't believe it."

- first of all, how dare you don't believe his feelings?

- second of all, how did you understand about his feelings?

- he knew he didn't showed you enough, but you seemed to not care about it so much.

- apparently, you were good at acting.

- "if you were so upset about this, why you acted like you didn't care?"

- "because, i didn't wanted to ruin things between us, i wasn't sure that you loved me." you said, a disappointed look on your face.

- he couldn't believe what he done.

- he adored you so much, so much that you were messing with his nature, and now you were telling him that you didn't believe he loves you?

- god, what a shitty night he thinked.

- he got closer and hold you by the waist, pulling you closer to him while putting his jacket on top of your shoulders.

- "i'm sorry i acted like an ass," he says. he was hold your face in his hands now. "i wasn't sure that you loved me too."

- "it's okay," you said, even though it was like an hell to you. "you did act like an ass though."

- he laughed. "i'm sorry angel," he said, thumb moving around your jawline. "i do love you, very much."

- you relaxed at his touches. "i love you too, asshole."

- you both kissed after, finally being together after a VERY LONG time 🫶🏻

edit: i know you may think that yn easly forgive bakugou but, who can be mad at him when he gave you his puppy eyes 🥹🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 (this is my way of saying srry haha)

and WOW I MADE SM SPELLING MISTAKES😭

[blushsani]

je t’aime | c.j

choi jongho x afab reader 𓏲ּ genre : angst & fluff 𓏲ּ synopsis : you find yourself needing your husband's time more. the nail in the coffin is when jongho misses your son's tennis match. 𓏲ּ details : husband!jongho . slight arguing . domestic fluff . 𓏲ּ wc : 1.6k 𓏲ּ notes : guys i swear the next thing i post won't be angst 🙏😭 | also this was only briefly proofread so i do apologise if there are any mistakes i haven't caught!

there’s one specific thought that hasn’t stopped persistently running through your mind, and it’s actively fueling your frustration.

it was just one day.

it was just one day and yet he didn't make it.

he "couldn't" make it. his words, not yours.

“jongho, i’ve been telling you about this for two weeks. i’ve been reminding you continuously since then and each time you reassured me that you’d make it, no matter what.” you firmly say, voice thick with disappointment. there’s no raising of your voice.

the response you receive is silence.

from where you’re sat on the couch, elbows dug into knees, you choose to turn your gaze away from him.

the silence continues.

oddly enough, it’s one of the very few things he’s done tonight that hasn’t pissed you off. this particular moment of silence feels rather needed.

“hi…i’m so sorry–i know this isn’t the right moment–”

“hey mina–please. you’re absolutely fine love.” you raise a gentle, playful eyebrow at you and jongho’s babysitter, quick as always to reassure the young girl.

you acknowledge in the back of your mind that she obviously heard your argument with your husband. how much she heard is unbeknownst to you, but that doesn’t bother you as much as you imagined it would because honestly? you just want tonight to end.

“jae’s–uhm–fast asleep. i’ll see myself out–and i’ll call you tomorrow to let you know how he was.” mina nervously affirms as she walks backwards in the direction of the door.

as soon as you first met mina, in great need of a babysitter, the very first thing you noticed about her was how nervous she was. poor girl couldn’t have been more flustered. despite that, her nerves never once got in the way of you being able to tell that she was a sweetheart and truly everything you’ve been looking for in a childminder. 

it’s always fascinated you how well children can read someone’s presence. so when it took less than fifteen minutes for your little boy to get used to mina and be his bright, clingy self with her, you knew your decision was made.

she’s now remained jae’s babysitter for almost seven months. you can tell that slowly but surely, she’s coming out of her shell and evidently growing more comfortable with you and your family.

it’s just times like these where as a mother, you find your protective and nurturing side stepping forward when you see mina in her moments of slight anxiety. you’re always the quickest in the room to reassure the girl. 

so you stand up, copying her as you also walk towards the door. you watch as she grabs her belongings.

a genuine, little smile of yours appears for the first time tonight. “thank you as always for tonight mina.”

she’s often easy to read, so you can almost instantly tell she feels bad. despite her doing nothing wrong whatsoever, it’s noticeable that she feels bad for ending up stepping in an awkward, tense moment between the family.

as per usual, you bring her in for a hug to say goodbye. 

as you pull away, hands on her shoulders, you take the chance to cease her overthinking mind. “please don’t fret your head over that back there by the way, it was just an already awkward moment you happened to walk into. nothing more.”

you can’t help but take notice of the way her shoulders slump so slightly but so noticeably out of relief.

she tilts her head a little bit as she smiles before speaking, “thank you y/n. i…needed that. i hope you guys are okay.”

it’s after a few exchanges of well wishes and one more quick hug to say goodbye that you find yourself back in the living room with jongho. 

your arms are crossed as you sit yourself back down on the couch, glancing everywhere but at the man in front of you.

focusing so much on your number one mission to not look in jongho’s direction leads you to failure. eventually, he’s in your precise line of vision as he crouches down in front of you, pulling up the material of his pants as he does so.

“look at me. please.” jongho says lightly. you follow through with what he asks of you.

he takes your hands in his gingerly. there’s evident remorsement painting his features, and honestly? it gladdens you. it shows you that he understands; he understands why you’re this upset.

“i love you so much. i love you so, so much. i need to show you that more.” he nods affirmingly. it feels like a nod more to himself than to you.

“you and jae are my two favourite people, i couldn’t stress that enough even if i tried. you both deserve more from me. more time, more attention.” you’ve been wanting to hear him say that he recognises that for the longest time. 

you end up trying to stop a smile from making too much of an appearance, and in doing so, the more you try, the quicker your smile ultimately does catch up to you. so you do the next best thing; you lower your head instead.

jongho isn’t exactly letting that happen though.

“i haven’t seen that smile enough these days. look at me y/n, let me see it.” he says as he hooks a finger underneath your chin, forcing your gaze to be met with his again.

it’s little things like this that you missed more than you realised. he makes you shy, like you’re a teenager all over again. 

“y/n you’ve–you’ve just given me so much, and so much time as my wife, as my best friend, as my partner. i want to and will do the same for you.” you continue listening with softening eyes.

“you and jae are my top priority y/n. always. as a father, as a husband, i will do better. i promise.”

“i’m so sorry baby.” he doesn’t waste a single second to lean forward and embrace you. it’s so warm and gentle and loving. 

you’re almost embarrassed at how quickly you are to embrace him just as tightly. almost.

you snuggle into jongho’s neck before murmuring out a soft “thank you”.

the fact he’s someone you can trust to hold himself accountable for his mistakes and work forwards from them means more to you than you can put into words.

you feel the calming sensation of jongho moving his hand under your shirt and rubbing your back. if you thought before that you couldn’t possibly melt any further into him, you just easily proved yourself wrong.

everything you’ve just heard from jongho is everything you’ve been needing to hear for longer than you’d like to admit. you just wanted him a little bit more, and so did your little boy.

waking up this morning with jae and seeing how excited he was for his tennis match  and for daddy to finally be able to make it to one after many many unattended ones just to be once again let down absolutely broke your heart, and you decided enough was enough. you weren’t going to allow your boy to keep going through that.

you pull away to look at him, jongho’s hand slipping from under your shirt as you do so. “jae was so excited to see you today jjong.”

you hear jongho let out a small sigh as he stands back up to take a seat beside you to your right on the couch, gently taking your hands into his. “i know. i’m so sorry. i wanna sit down and talk to him tomorrow. we can have a talk about how he’s been feeling. get everything off his chest you know.”

you smile upon hearing jongho’s words. 

you can’t put into words how happy it makes you to know you have someone by your side who listens and hears both you and your son. jongho isn’t shy about owning up to his mistakes and doing better from them. you couldn’t have asked for a better father for your child.

you nod, humming in agreement before responding. “i think that’s exactly what he needs. thank you.”

with a raise of your right hand, jongho presses a long peck, deep peck to the back of your hand.

“thank you for hearing me.” you say.

“thank you. thank you for talking to me and holding me accountable. you and jae need me present more and now i know that’s what i need to work on.”

“i think i’ve just been so focused on wanting to do the best i can for you both. i want to provide for our family as much as possible, you both deserve the best and i wanna give that to you.”

you give jongho’s hand a squeeze, showing him a loving smile that can be slightly heard in your voice. “i hear that. i really do love. and i genuinely don’t think i could ever show you just how grateful i am of you. just need you here with me a little more. just need you here with us…a little more.”

“c’mere.” jongho wraps his arms around your middle, pulling you into his arms once again. softening into his embrace, you hold jongho just as close as he holds you.

“i’m here y/n. i’ll be here.”

it’s later on when you’re in bed, beside jongho, on the very edge of falling asleep that you faintly hear your husband’s voice. 

“thank you for always making me become a better person. a better husband and a better father.”

maybe he thought you were asleep, but you’re glad you were awake to hear him.

with a kiss pressed to his lips, you find jongho’s hand under the covers and place them into yours. 

“love you jjong.”

“love you baby. so much.”

- yours sincerely, qei .

[bainutwater85]

“ME AND YOU ISNT THE ANSWER. I COULD’VE BEEN RIGHT BUT I WAS WRONG.”

prop: y/n thinks bakugo doesn’t like her due to his attitude towards her, and because of other females flooding over him. She looses feelings but he still has them— just waited later till the end of the school year to say something.

cw: angst no comfort, swearing, bakugo mad and disappointed. Black!reader, jealousy (on readers end)

feeling so deprived of love you are easy to get but you only wanted one person and you’ve been tagging him since middle school. No one never knew of course— not even izuku and he was one of your close friends. Seeing bakugo walk into the room is like walking into a freshly renovated house and seeing the makeover it got— amazed and wowed.

You can’t help but stare— i mean who wouldn’t? he’s the finest boy ever and heavily blessed with those genes. But when you take a look at yourself in the mirror you frown up your face wondering who would get with someone like you. Your different, yeah..obviously; you stand out more from your peers SPECIFICALLY your female peers— right alongside mina but she’s confident in her skin unlike you. No you don’t get teased as much like you used to in elementary and middle school. You would stare in the mirror for almost an hour trying to see why you’re different and if you really look worth bakugous time.

Class ends and you walk right alongside mina, speaking and asking her about the work and if she has anything to do later on tonight. Happily she told you that she and her group (bakugo, denki, sero, kirishima) were gonna go to the mall and that YOU could come with them. How could you turn down this golden opportunity..until well you were actually in the mall— with them.

everyone wondered off to their favorite shops and you were next to bakugo snd kirishima following them like a lost dog while mina and denki went off to get some food! sigh..you hug your sides tightly and continue to lag behind with caution, not speaking. until you seen a shop that piqued your interest. You stop and stare until bakugo looks back and sees you rambling through your purse. He and kirishima turn around.

“do you have enough money y/n?” kirishima asks “uh, let me see”

“why would you come to the mall with no money?..dumbass” bakugo interrupts as he sizes you up and down. You didn’t know exactly what to say, neither did kiri cause he wasn’t paying no mind to the interaction “i’ll just go ask mina for some money..or uhm nevermind i’ll just go see where they are.” you walk away. Is he always this rude to..everyone? you figured he’s only like that when he’s around his friends but you and him aren’t even acquaintances! You look embarrassed walking away like a fucking dork.

since that day on, not only mina but kirishima, denki and sero kept inviting you to their hangouts. But bakugo being the same ol bakugo. always had an attitude when you came around. you figured he didn’t like you so you just stopped trying and eventually started declining their invitations to hangout.

bakugous POV.

i feel like i messed up when we were in the mall. I can’t be talking to her like i talk to my other friends. She’s probably annoyed by my mean banter.. even tho i meant no harm. She walked off before i could give her the money for it.

She’s something different, i never felt this mixed about girl in my entire life. She doesn’t swarm around me and foam at the mouth like everyone else, she knows her worth and i like that. But then that means she doesn’t need me, i can’t believe i fucking scared her off. I figured my attitude was the reason why she stopped coming around..but that’s not stopping me. i want her still and i know i’ll get her one of these days.

narrators POV.

it’s been weeks since you last hung out with them. There’s no bad blood you just don’t wanna be around someone who’s bothered by you just being there. Yeah it hurt you a bit but you kept quiet as usual..that’s why you couldn’t tell him how much you’ve liked him. There’s been times where he’d try and talk to you but you just were uninterested..not even nervous just uninterested. Only giving him half assed replies, fake smiles and nervous laughs before departing ways and minding your business. What’s up with him?

may 24th. last day of school and summer was finally herez You’re infront of the school pickup line waiting for your parent to come pick you up. Seeing their car pull up to you— before you could never open the door mina comes up to you. “HEY!! y/n can i ask you something real quick?”

“yeah..” you reply, suspicious. “do you like bakugo? cause he likes you..like a lot— LIKEE reall BAD-“

“no.” i interrupted her. “well not anymore, i thought he didn’t like me so i kinda just lost interest and moved on.” i added before opening the car door

“oh..” mina says shocked and suprised “ok..i’ll tell him that! bye y/n!” and your car drove off as you put the seatbelt on. You didn’t even bother to look back. But bakugo wish he could’ve, his fave was blank and he seemed like he didn’t care but he was mad at himself and disappointed inside when mina told him.

[badbf-cb]

We’re Back…

“Like hell I’m just going to sit around and let you handle it,” Minji sneered at Jaebeom across the table. Her usual sweet and comforting voice dripped with malice. She threw a crumpled note to her friend and leaned on his desk. “You didn’t handle it then! I can’t this happen again. Not with her.”

Tag Minzy- Youre it.

Im coming for what’s mine -HJ

Jaebeom couldn’t be upset with her. For months she had been getting letters from Hanjae, her living nightmare. JB held his hand to steady Wonho from approaching the angry woman. “I get you’re mad but Min… You have to let me do this. I know he’s working with Choi now. He reached out to my father. We just need-”

Her frustrated cry cut off the older man. “Need to what? He humiliated you last time! Your brother got shot! Hongjoong almost lost his eye! Fuck, Jaebeom- Taeyong almost died on the kitchen table.” She pointed an accusatory finger at each man in the room. “Did you forget what happened to Lisa?” Her eyes searched the room but felt relief knowing her young friend wasn’t around for this meeting.

“ENOUGH!” JB’s voice boomed through the room. Everyone but Minji took a step back and recoiled. “Everyone out, except you, Dr. Gong.” One by one they all left the two alone.

Even after an hour of being locked up alone and Changkyun’s best efforts to listen at the door… No one knew what happened behind the door. All they can agree on is a few windows rattled when Mingi left the office, slamming the door behind her.

Minji signed a note and folded it quickly before tucking inside Yoona’s little back pack. “Ok, baby. Be good for Auntie Em ok? I promise I’ll see you soon.” She stole a kiss from the little girl as Chanyeol carried her off. Having purposely let the girl skip nap time, Minji knew that she would be sleeping before she arrived. “Bye baby,” she whispered, swiping her tears away.

One down… two to go. With Yoona away, she needed to get the others out of the house. She knew that she couldn’t keep Lisa out of this but at least Mina and Sunmi could be sent out… with a little persuasion.

“I’m not playing doctor with anyone,” Sunmi protested as she looked through the ‘care package’ Mina held. “I don’t care how cute they are!”

Mina laughed and pulled her friend from the house. “Stop! I know you missed him. Maybe he missed us… or you.” She swung the bag to her friend and grabbed the tray of cookies and brownies, making sure to grab the one marked ‘For Jake’. “Min, are you sure you can’t come?”

“No, sorry,” Minji kept the answer short. “They’ve been through a lot and just need an extra hand. Since Lisa has to go… just make sure Kyun is ok while she’s gone. Tell the boys I send my love.” She kissed her friend on the cheek and sent them on their way.

“What do you mean he isn’t here?” Jaebeom asked looking for Chanyeol. “Where is he?” He didn’t need to ask more when he saw the satisfied look Minji had on her face. “Seriously? You did this didn’t you?” His question only answered with a shrug.

“Is this going to take long? I have more important things to do,” Lisa whined and grabbed Jungkook as she walked from the house and tothe third of the four identical waiting cars.

Wonho sighed heavily as he tried to usher Changkyun out. “Your dad doesn’t pay me to babysit you. Get the fuck out of here,” he barked at the middle sibling. The second car waiting for them.

To everyone’s surprise, Hanse and Gyu were the most cooperative pair. It was almost unsettling. The last car designated for them.

“I’ll be waiting. We need to make this as smooth as possible. I can’t miss this,” Hongjoong warns JB. He kisses Minji on the cheek and leans against the first car patiently.

JB looked around the oddly empty house and faced Minji. “You don’t trust me? Touché. Taeyong will be here soon… you can’t stop that. Hyunjin will stay with you until we get back since you won’t listen to me.”

“I’m counting on it. I just need to see where his loyalty lies. Good luck JB,” Minji hugs him tightly. “It’s been an honor knowing you as a friend and boss.”

“I don’t know what you’re doing Minji… Just be careful. You’re playing with fire and we both know this isn’t going to end well,” JB said from the door. He wasn’t able to look back at his friend.

Minji stood outside with Hyunjin and watched the four cars leave with her friends. She looked up and down the street for the pair of lights that brought Taeyong with them. “Game on,” she whispered as the crumpled note fell from her hands.

[emmaelix]

There Goes My Life: Eijiro Kirishima x Fem! Reader

I DO NOT OWN MHA THE ANIME OR THE MANGA. NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS ARE MINE EXCEPT FOR Y/N. MEMES ARE NOT MINE. 

Full Title: There Goes My Life: Ejiro Kirishima X Fem! Reader

Y/n: Your Name. Y/H/C: Your Hair Color. Y/E/C: Your Eye Color. Y/S/C: Your Skin Color

Ships in This One-Shot: Kirishima X Reader/ You, Mineta X Trash (I'm kidding but really I'm not)

Your Quirk: Super Strength. Your power is very simple, when you activate it your muscles become more powerful and your stamina is increased. You become weary, and nauseous, and can develop a migraine when you use your quirk too much. 

So I recently posted an MHA boys as dads fic. This is a bit of backstory for that fic, as well as inspired by 'There goes my life' by Kenny Chesney. I might do more of these for the other boys from that post.

TW: Pregnancy

Y/n stood in front of her boyfriend's door, fist clenching and unclenching as she tried to calm herself down. They were eighteen, adults, about to go to college.

And be parents. Y/n wanted this baby, but she had also wanted to be married and out of school first. She knew her boyfriend wouldn't dump her as soon as he heard, but she also didn't want to be a burden. It felt like she was going to ruin Eijiro's life, and maybe even his career.

You couldn't be a Pro if you had a kid. But Y/n thought of Rock Lock and silently debated herself at Kirishima's door. Finally, Y/n knocked. Once, light enough that if Kiri was sleeping he wouldn't hear it. Y/n's nerves got the best of her and she started back towards her own dorm room when the door opened and warm light spilled from Kirishima's open door.

Oh well, running wouldn't be an option now, Eiji would catch up to her. Y/n turned around - albeit as slowly as possible - to face her boyfriend. When he saw the look on Y/n's face he ran to her, hugging her and picking her up to bring inside.

"You shouldn't be out past curfew," Eijiro said, setting Y/n down in front of his couch. "What's wrong?"

Y/n tried to say 'nothing' but the words wouldn't come out. Instead, she hiccuped and started crying as Kirishima quickly walked back to her to hug her again, this time sitting down on the couch with Y/n on his lap.

Y/n buried her face in her boyfriend's chest, his Crimson Riot t-shirt getting wet where her face was. Eijiro took Y/n's face and gently took it away from his chest, looking at Y/n with a worried expression on his face. "What's wrong, Pebble?"

Y/n had a thought, 'Wouldn't he be the most amazing dad?' Kiri's strong arms held her as she kept opening and closing her mouth, trying to figure out what to say. Y/n took a shaky breath. "Kiri, I'm-" Y/n stopped. How would he react? "I think I'm pregnant."

Instead of yelling, throwing her off his lap, or getting mad Eijiro smiled faintly pulling Y/n into a tight hug. He stroked along her back, whispering to her, gently. "Do you need anything to eat, Pebs?"

Y/n started crying again instead of answering him, so relieved by his reaction she couldn't speak for a while. Finally, she said, "What will the class think? Your friends, Mr. Aizawa?"

Eijiro pulled back from holding Y/n in his arms. "If they say anything that makes you feel like they don't like you," he made a slashing motion with his hand, "they can suck it. You're perfect, no matter what you look like."

After about four months Y/n had started showing. People had given Y/n weird looks, but a glare from her boyfriend always seemed to shut them up.

One day in particular she, Kiri, Mina, Denki, and Bakugo were all going to a restaurant to celebrate all of them passing their math test that day. When they got in it was oddly empty, but Y/n chalked it up to being a slower day. It was four pm on a Tuesday, after all.

When they all sat down, a waitress came over and took their orders, smiling at Y/n. Bakugo reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone. Mina huffed and slapped it away from him, glaring at Denki, who promptly stopped reaching for his own phone.

"We're here to celebrate. But, Kiri, do you want to go first?" Mina asked, nodding slightly towards Y/n. Kirishima made a noise of agreement, before reaching into his own pocket. Y/n went to stop him, thinking he was getting out his phone, when she noticed he was holding a box.

Y/n stopped in her tracks when her boyfriend opened up the box to reveal a ring. Before Kirishima could say anything Y/n laughed out a yes before wrapping her - fiancé, now - in a hug and kissing him as the food arrived.

Y/n's mother, father, younger sister, and the rest of 1-A all came out from behind tables and chairs, holding streamers. "Don't do that!" Iida yelled when someone started throwing confetti.

Y/n wanted to cry. She had such amazing friends.

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Y/n held her daughter in her arms, gently rocking her as she put a single bun in the oven. She smiled in spite of herself, remembering how nervous she'd been the first time she'd told her husband she was pregnant. That was almost five years ago, and now they were expecting a - planned - baby.

Y/n set Sara down when she heard the door open and let her daughter run to greet Kirishima.

This was her dream.

[lilspidermonkey]

Bakugou x reader Butterfly Chapter V

Just a warning of a painfully bad fight scene, a good friend said that I could totally just skip it and go "Wow I can't believe we just witnessed such an awesome fight scene. Let's never talk about it again." which was extremely tempting, ngl, but voila, here we are, I hate it too, so don't worry.

Bakugou sat on the roof, his knees to his chest as he crossed his arms over them, glaring off into the distance. He looked down at his hand, the strip of photos from the photo booth you, him, and the Bakusquad in his hold. His eyes lingered on the picture of you smiling at him as you forced him to pull a face for the photo. Grumbling to himself, the boy put the photos back down and continued to look off into the distance. Hearing a sigh, the boy jolted his head behind him, but seeing Aizawa standing there, the boy went back to staring off to his staring. Aizawa walked over to the boy, standing beside him with his hands in his pockets, “So this is where you’ve been.” He said. Bakugou just hummed in response. Aizawa looked down at the boy, “You’ve been up here for a while.” He said. “Hoping to spot her coming?” Bakugou huffed and turned away from his teacher, “Something like that.” The boy looked down at the photos in his hand. “She was just here.” Aizawa sighed, “She’ll be back right here.” He said. Bakugou groaned, “You don’t know that. If her father has her, who knows what could be happening to her. And I’m just sitting here, doing nothing but wanting to see her turn the corner.” He said. The man stared off, “(Y/n)’s strong, we’ll get her back.” He said. Bakugou hummed, “She was right there, right next to me.” He glared at the ground. “Why didn’t she wake me up? Why the hell did I not feel her leave my side and be with her? I could be there for her.” Aizawa sighed, “This isn’t your fault.” Watching the boy just turn away from him again, the man put his hand atop the boy’s head. “We’ll get her back.” Bakugou looked up at the man, sighed, and nodded. Aizawa turned and looked off to behind the boy, “Stay here if you want, keep an eye out. But don’t forget to get some sleep. If things go bad, you’ll need your energy.” He said, taking his leave. After a while longer of being on the roof, Bakugou went back to his room, laying in his bed. He looked at his phone, going through the messages between the two of you. Looking at the group chat messages and seeing the group photos that you were in with him and the others. Growling in anger the boy shot back up, “For fucks sake, I can’t do this.” He said. Climbing back up to the roof, the boy dropped back down, “You stupid girl, I can’t do this. You’re an idiot for leaving on your own.” He grumbled as he hugged his knees. “Just hurry up and come back, you stupid butterfly girl.” The boy nearly jumped out of his skin feeling arms being wrapped around him. He looked to see pink arms being wrapped around him, turning his head, Mina was hugging him from behind. Soon other arms were wrapped around him, looking from the other side, he saw Kaminari’s hair in his vision. The boy struggled in their hold, “What’re you lot doing? Get off me!” he said. Kirishima walked around, putting his hand on Bakugou, “We’re here man, it’s okay.” He said. Sero smiled, coming up from behind Kirishima, “This isn’t on you.” He said. Mina lifted her head, tears in her eyes, “We miss her too.” She said, wiping at her arms. Bakugou sighed, “I don’t miss her.” He said. But he placed his hand on the girl’s arm, giving it a tight squeeze. Getting up, the boy looked at his friends, “How the hell did you guys know I was here? Why aren’t you all in bed? Do you know how late it is?” he asked. Kaminari screwed his face up, “We should be saying that to you! Mister goes to bed earlier than my grandad!” he said. Sero smiled, “Mister Aizawa told us.” He said. Bakugou grumbled, of course that old man did. Mina hugged Kirishima, “Let’s go, we can all stay together.” She said. As the others went on ahead, Bakugou turned to look one last time. His eye caught something moving, and he stopped completely. Kirishima looked, “What’s up man?” he asked. But Bakugou just stared wide-eyed, soon a glare showing, “We gotta go get Aizawa.” He said. “Now!” The others looked to where Bakugou was looking, panic in their eyes as they all rushed off. Getting the others and Aizawa, all of them rushed out to the front of the dorms. A man stood there, a smile on his face as he stood there casually. Bakugou glared, taking a step forward, but Aizawa threw out his arm to stop the boy. The man stepped forward, “Who the hell are you?” he asked. The stranger grinned, “I’m sure you’ve all heard all about me.” He said. He looked over to the glaring students. “I see you’ve all gotten attached to a particular caterpillar that you all looked after.” Aizawa glared, “State your business, now!” he yelled. The man grinned, “I see you got attached to my darling caterpillar, but you have to understand, she’s mine.” He said. Bakugou growled, “She’s not yours! You abused her and left her!” he yelled. Aizawa held the boy back, “What he said, you lost your rights to her. Where is she?” he asked. The man smiled, “Seems you all got too attached. She’s my Caterpillar, I raised her and her powers, so she belongs to me.” He waved his hand. “If she wanted to be here with you lot, why did she come back to me then?” Bakugou glared, “You tricked her! There’s no way she’d return to you of her own free will! She’s petrified of you!” he yelled. Your father grinned, “Is that so?” he turned, “Isn’t that right Aoi!” The man named Aoi turned the corner, a feral grin on his face, “That’s right sir.” Bakugou glared, “You’re the one that (Y/n) ran into!” he spat. Aoi shrugged, “Coincidences sure happen every day.” He said. Your father smiled, “Now, I’m sure you all missed my darling caterpillar, but you’ll all be happy to know that she’s doing just fine.” He said. Aizawa glared, “Enough of this! Where is she!?” he asked. Your father laughed, “Wanting me to bring the guest of honor so soon? Guess that’s okay, my dear Caterpillar! Come greet your friends!” he yelled out. The others watched as you walked around the corner, knee-high boots covering your legs, short shorts with belts and chains around your waist, and a sleeveless cropped turtleneck. You walked towards your father; your eyes closed. Stopping beside your father the man smiled, “My dear.” He said. Bakugou stepped past Aizawa, pushing past the man’s arm, “(Y/n)…” he mumbled. You opened your eyes, showing your glowing purple eyes, no emotion on your face. The boy shook his head, “(Y/n)?” he called to you. Your father put his hand on your shoulder, “She’s not your (Y/n) anymore, she’s becoming my butterfly, just like I promised her.” He said. Aizawa stood beside Bakugou, “(Y/n), come to us, we’ll stop him together.” He said. You tilted your head to the side, your father moving behind you, “Seems they want you back, but what do you think will happen to your family?” he said. You jerked your head back straight, lifting your hands, a purple mist flying from your palms and fingertips. Aizawa narrowed his eyes, “(Y/n), don’t do this.” He said. Bakugou grit his teeth, “He’s not your family, we are!” he called. You stepped forward, “My family is my blood.” You said. Your father smiled, “Protect your father, become a butterfly.” He grinned. “Protect your mother.” Hearing the mention of your mother, you stepped forward, “For my mother!” you called. You shot your power out, Aizawa pulled back Bakugou as the power hit, making the two and the students behind them hit the ground. Aizawa got up, “Enough! Don’t make us do this!” he called. Mina got her knees, “(Y/n)! We are your family, you know us!” she called. You titled your head, “Know you? I know no one but my family.” You said. Aoi smiled from behind your father, “She doesn’t know any of you anymore. She has one thing in mind, her family.” He said. Your father grinned widely, “Show them what you will do for your family!!” he called. You gritted your teeth and shot your hand out, Aizawa and some of the others dodged your attack, the others flying back to the ground. Aizawa shot off to the side, his eyes beginning to glow. You spun your hands together and shot an energy ball toward the man, hitting him. A bubble formed around the man, shock, and confusion as he floated in the bubble. With a click of your finger, the bubble dusted with a purple sheen, making it solid so that it wasn’t visible. Bakugou put his hand to the bubble, trying to blast it, but it had zero effect. Todoroki came around, “We don’t want to fight you, but we will if that is what it takes to stop you, (Y/n)!” he called. You crossed your arms in front of your face, the purple mist circling you, lifting you up into the air, “You attack,” you said, snapping your arms down and energy balls circling your palms appeared, “And I’ll defend!!” The others shot off, Bakugou, Todoroki, and Uraraka aiming for you, working together, while the others went for your father and Aoi. A battle erupted, and your father fought off the other students with ease, Aoi staying close behind him as he just stood and kept quiet. You picked off the students that came after you with ease as well. Their attacks were relentless, but you could tell that their attacks were pulled back. You growled, forming a long blade from your arm. You shot an energy ball at Uraraka, sending the girl to the ground with a hard thump, the energy turning into a sticky substance, keeping her on the ground as she cried out in pain. Attacking Todoroki and Bakugou, you dodged their coming attacks, slicing Todoroki’s cheek and then his arm, forming a bubble around him and sending it crashing to the ground, disbanding the bubble, it turned into a ring, wrapping tightly around the boy, restricting his arms to his body tightly and keeping him to the ground as if his body weighed more than he could lift. Bakugou burst at you, doing his best to dodge your attacks, but you sliced his arms and his chin. He growled, “Snap out of it!!” he said. Landing a shot on you, your arm darkened with a bruise. He reached out and grabbed your arms, pinning your hands together. “Stop it already!” You glared and growled in his face, head butting the boy, slipping a hand out of his hold, and punched him with force that sent him back to the ground. The boy looked shocked, his hand to his face in awe at your strength. You glared down at him, “Touch me again, and I’ll tear your hands off and shove them down your pathic throat!” you yelled. Bakugou glared and shot back off the ground and attacked you again. You struggled to get the boy away, forming a wall between the two of you. Hearing a groan, you looked to see your father being pushed back. You growled, “Enough!!” you called. Sending the students on the ground back, caging them in bubbles, rendering them powerless. Bakugou looked at your eyes, seeing a small waver in them. He pushed against the wall, “You don’t want to do this!” he called. “You just need to snap out of it!” You glared at him, “What the hell would you know? You’re nothing to me! Why would I choose to protect you, over my flesh and blood! The man who raised me and helped me become powerful!?” you yelled. Bakugou huffed, “You want to protect him!? You want to stand there and tell me you’d rather protect the man who abused you, beat you till you were unconscious, starved you, and kept you from everything outside your house walls!?” he yelled. You faltered back, and Bakugou kept pushing, the wall wavering. You shook your head, “He did it to protect me! To keep me strong! So I could become his butterfly!!” you yelled. Bakugou yelled out, blasting a hole in the wall. To your surprise, he took the opportunity to grab you by the shirt pulling you closer, “He did that for himself! He hurt you! He’s abusing your power, and he hurt your mother!!” he yelled. You gasped, images floating in your head. Little you cowering in a corner, your mother standing in front of you, being sent to the ground by your father, kicking her while she was on the ground. Then walking to you to drag you by your hair as your mother reached out weakly to you. You shook your head, “I’m his butterfly, he did it for me, for her… he didn’t mean it, it was to be strong, becoming strong means you have to go through pain.” You huffed, your breath becoming sharp and painful. Your father glared up at you, “Butterfly! Don’t let him clip your wings!” he yelled. “Do not fail me!!” You flinched at his words, you grabbed Bakugou's hand that had hold of you, the mist flowing around him, he winced at the pain that the mist brought to his hand and arm. But it was evident that you weren’t putting through your full power. Your father glared harder, “Don’t make me put you back!!” he yelled. You flinched, fear taking over, “I don’t want to go back, not the tank, not the hole…” you mumbled. Your father gritted his teeth, “Then kill that boy, and prove it to me!!” he yelled. You looked at Bakugou as he glared at his hand, but when he looked back at you his eyes softened a little, he wasn’t attacking you when he could be. Faltering your breath hitched, “Why won't you attack me with your full power!? Any of you!?” you called. “You think I’m so weak, that I’m not worth your efforts!?” you yelled. Bakugou glared, “I’m not him, none of us are, we actually care about you and your wellbeing! We’re not going to hurt you just to get our way!!” he called. “We just want you to come back!” You looked back to your father, at his glare he turned back to Aoi, who was slumped over his hand to his head, “Aoi! What’s wrong with her!?” he called. Aoi groaned, “She’s fighting back, she’s afraid.” He said. Your father seemed furious, “Afraid?” he glared up at you. “You’re afraid!? Fear is weakness!! I won’t let you be controlled by your weakness!! You will kill this boy and the rest of these pathetic whelps, or so help me, I’ll do you away like your mother!!” You jolted, a pain going through your head. The pain was intense, it took over your whole body. You grumbled to your knees as you and Bakugou were sent to the ground, your powers no longer keeping the wall up that kept the boy in the air, and the mist that kept you in the air. Hitting the ground hard, Bakugou groaned, but he was quick to get to his feet rushing over to you. You were curled in on your body, crying out in pain. A wall kept Bakugou from getting to you, the boy looked to your father who had his hand up, keeping the wall between the two of you. The man walked over to your body, kicking your face, “Enough! Get up!” he yelled. As you gasped for breath, the man continued his assaults on you, “On your feet! You’ve been through worse than this! Get up!” he yelled. Bakugou bashed against the wall, “Fuck off! Leave her alone!!” he yelled. The other students fought against the bubbles they were in, the walls faltering, but not too weak enough to break. Bakugou bashed against the wall harder, “(Y/n)!!” he called. Your father lifted you up by your hair, “On your feet, now!” he called. Following his orders, you stood to your feet, shaking from the pain as blood trickled down your head and lips. The man pushed you, and you fell to your knees, “You’re going to be punished for this!” he called. He snapped his fingers towards you, a loud sharp snapping sound echoing as you cried out. He did the same thing six times before he grabbed your ear, “You’re a pathetic butterfly, kill them, or I’ll kill your mother!!” he yelled. Panic took over your body, you turned to him, tears streaming down your face, “No, I just got her back! Don’t take her away from me! Not again!” you called. The man kicked you away from him, “Then do as I tell you!” he said. You got back to your feet, walking towards Bakugou. The wall was still between you, the boy could see your pupils again, your tears streaming down your face sending a cold feeling through his veins. The boy bashed against the wall again, “(Y/n), you okay?” he asked in a panic. You shivered, “Why do you care so much!?” you yelled. “Why would you not fight to kill me like I would to you?” you sobbed. The boy screwed his face as he bent to meet your eye level, “Because I care about you, butterfly! I wouldn’t put you through this shit, no matter what! This is not how you treat the people you care about!” he yelled. You shook your head, “I can’t lose my mother, not again.” You sobbed. The boy shook his head, “(Y/n), he already said it, she’s already gone. He took her from you long before all this. They’re screwing with your head, fight them.” He smoothed his hand against the wall. “Come back.” You raised your shaking hand, placing it where his was. Even though the wall was there, you could almost feel the warmth of his hand through it, you could feel all your memories and feelings return. It was painful, but it was welcomed. Aoi gasped as he shot to your dad, “I lost her!!” he yelled. You turned to your dad as he stood right in front of you, “Stop this, now.” You said. The man glared down at you, “You dare raise from your knees to me? I’ll snap your wings I gave you with a snap of my fingers.” He lowered his head. “Back to your knees or die.” He said. You glared back at him, “I’d rather die on my feet, than live on my knees.” You said. The man glared, “Pathetic.” He said. He raised his hand and pushed a blade into your side. Your eyes shot open wide, the pain felt just as cold as the blade that pierced your flesh, the warm blood that seeped past the blade felt hot. You gasped as your eyes watered, putting a hand to his should. You glared up at him, “This is for my mother.” You said. Purple glowed on your hand where you placed it on your father, a blade forming and piercing his shoulder. The man’s eyes shot wide, as he fell to his knees. You swung out your arm, putting the man in a bubble and forcing it to fly back, making Aoi collide and join in the bubble. The two were trapped. the wall between you and Bakugou fell, but as the boy rushed to your side, you put your hand up, stopping him from reaching out to you. You turned and released your new family from their cages, including Aizawa. Once they were released, others started rushing over, other heroes and sirens in the distance making their way over. You sighed as the heroes reprimanded the two villains from your bubble, “They couldn’t have come any sooner?” you laughed. Aizawa rushed over to you, “(Y/n)!” he called. You put your hand up to stop him, “I’m fine.” You said. You looked to your other classmates and friends, “I’m so sorry.” You said. Bakugou ignored your hand that stopped him from coming closer to you, putting his hand on your side that wasn’t injured, supporting you. You winced, your vision becoming spotty. You smiled through the pain, “I think I’m going to pass out.” You mumbled, your knees becoming weak in the boy's hold. Bakugou glared slightly, “You idiot, we’ll take care of you.” He said. You reached up and pinched his cheek weakly, “Baku…” but you didn’t finish as you lost consciousness.

Waking up in the hospital, the bright lights made your head throb as nausea overwhelmed you. Leaning up to swallow the feeling, you felt a sharp pain go through your side. About to fling your hand to your side, you felt a small tug. Looking to your side, you saw Bakugou, fast asleep on the edge of your bed, his hand gripping yours in his sleep. You smiled down at him, reaching over with your other free hand to play with his hair. Sighing in relief you looked to the window, Aizawa was asleep in the other free seat, sitting up in it, his arms crossed over his chest as his head hung low. You smiled widely, stretching your back and feeling it crack, you groaned out. Hearing your groan, Aizawa blinked his eyes open. Seeing you up, he stood from his chair and walked over, “How you feeling?” he asked. You smiled, but remembering the events from before, you looked down, your smile dropping, “I’m fine.” You said. The man reached over and rubbed the top of your head, “What’s on your mind?” he asked. You continued to look down, “I’m sorry, I hurt you.” You glanced over at Bakugou and put your fingers through his hair again. “All of you.” Aizawa sighed, “It wasn’t your fault.” He said. “Don’t think too much about it. No one blames you for it, no one.” He said. You smiled and looked back up at him, “Thank you.” You said. “But I’m still sorry, nothing’s going to change that.” The man rolled his eyes, “Right, you are forgiven. Even if there’s nothing to forgive.” He said. You grinned, but soon bit your lip, looking down, “What about…my father?” you asked. The boy next to you stirred, both you and Aizawa looked to Bakugou. Aizawa sighed, “We’ll talk about that later, I’ll leave you two to it.” He said. “I’ll let the others know that you are up and fine, so that they will finally get off my back.” And with that, the man left. You looked at the boy that was beside you, groaning in his slumber. You smiled and ruffled his hair more, making the boy blink his eyes open, once spotting you, his eyes softened with a sigh. You smiled, “Morning sunshine.” You said. Bakugou stared at you, “You’re still here.” He sighed. But soon he shot up out of his seat, pressing close to you, panic in his eyes. “Are you okay? Are you in pain? I’m going to get a doctor!” You smiled and put your hand up, “Hey, calm down! I’m fine!” you said, pulling the boy back down by his hand to sit back down. “If anything, I’m just feeling a little drained, that’s all.” The boy sat in his seat as you urged him, a sigh leaving him. You looked to him, rubbing the back of your neck, “I’m sorry, for all the trouble and worry and pain I put you through.” You said. Bakugou huffed, “It wasn’t your fault.” He said. He looked away, his eyes on your hand that was still in his. You leaned down to catch his eyes, “Hey, what’s up?” you asked. The boy looked at you and sighed, shaking his head, “Why didn’t you wake me up? Why’d you just leave like that?” he sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “When I woke up, you were just gone. It scared the hell out of me.” You gripped his hand, “I’m sorry…it was something I felt I needed to do. I saw my mother, and my instincts just took over. I just ran to her.” You said. “But it…it wasn’t her.” Bakugou gripped your hand back, “I’m sorry. Just never do that again. Wake me up next time.” He said. You smiled at him, titling your head back, “You make it out like I’m going to be sleeping in your bed again.” You said. Bakugou’s ears turned red as his cheeks dusted pink, rubbing the back of his head, “Jesus, I mean like if you ever not want to be alone, just like it was that night.” He said through gritted teeth. You laughed, “Oh, sure, definitely.” You said mockingly. Bakugou gritted his teeth and leaned over to mess with your hair. You laughed and backed away, but the boy leaned up onto the bed to mess with you more. You cried out with laughter, reaching up to mess with his own hair. Soon you ended up dragging the boy onto the bed, the two of you just sitting and talking together. To be more comfortable, you released your legs from under the blankets and rested your thighs over Bakugou, legs on either side of his hips, his legs in the same way, but under your legs. You leaned forward, “I can only imagine what the others are like right now.” You said. Bakugou sighed, leaning his head back, “Probably either going out of their minds with worry, or they're planning a welcome back or a get better party.” He said. You laughed, “So true! Hopefully they’re a little less worried now though, Aizawa was just here and said he’d let them know that I was okay.” You said. The boy looked at you, “I was wondering where he went, he tried to get me to go back to the dorm, just like I tried to get him to go back. But he wouldn’t leave without seeing you wake up first.” He explained. You grinned, “Sounds like him, and you.” You laughed. You looked around, “Hold on, where’s my phone?” Bakugou reached back into his pocket, pulling out your phone, “Aizawa told me to give it back to you. You left it in my room when you left, and he had to go through it with the cops to see if there were any clues as to where you could’ve gone.” He said. You smiled and reached for it, “Understandable, thank you.” You said, but the boy pulled the phone back from your reach. You gaped at him, “Hey! Give it!” The boy grinned, “Nah, gonna need something in return.” He said. You raised your eyebrow at him, “It’s my phone, why should I give you anything in return for my property?” you asked. The boy shrugged, “I’m the one holding it, aren’t I?” he said. You pouted and rolled your eyes, “Fine, what do you want?” you asked. Bakugou looked to you, “Promise you won’t run off like that again. Not without me at least. I can’t protect you if you run off without me.” He said. Seeing the seriousness in his eyes, your pout dropped as you smiled at him, “I promise.” You said. The boy gave a half smile as he handed the phone back to you, “Good girl.” He said. You felt your stomach do flips as your cheeks warmed, “Whatever, Baku-babes.” You said, sticking your tongue out to him. Sending a message out to the 1-A dorm group chat that you were okay, you both laughed together at the responses that rushed in. You leaned towards Bakugou, resting your head on his shoulder, the boy went redgit at first, but soon caged you in his arms, “You all good?” he asked. You hummed against him, “Yeah, I’m just really happy.” You said. The boy’s returned hum vibrated through his chest, and you smiled at the feeling. You nuzzled into his neck, “I can’t believe I was so close to destroying all this.” You mumbled. The boy huffed, “Don’t flatter yourself, you could never destroy us.” He said. You pouted against him, “You calling me weak?” you huffed. Bakugou huffed a laugh, “Nah, you’re plenty strong. But your will is stronger. You would never let yourself become a puppet to destroy the people you care about.” He said. You soon smiled, bringing your arms up to bring the boy into a hug. He tightened his arms around you as well, hugging you back as the two of you just sat there for a while till the comfort eventually soothed you to sleep.

Being brought out of the hospital, it was just as Bakugou said, the others organized a small party for your return. You and Bakugou laughed together, having called the others on their actions. The party flew by, and you were comfortably waking up in your own bed, rushing downstairs, and going on your run with Bakugou as you always did. He took it easy on you as the wound on your side was still a little sore. But afterward, as the two of you were catching your breaths, you snuck up and wrapped your arms around Bakugou’s waist from behind, laughing. The boy stopped drinking his water, and looked down at you, putting his arm around your shoulder, “What’re you doing, butterfly girl?” he asked. You giggled and released him, “Common! Let’s go to the bubble tea place!” you called. Bakugou rolled his neck, “Why should I?” he asked. You pouted, “Common Baku-babes, you promised to treat me to bubble tea!” you said. The boy groaned, “You want to cash that in now?” he asked. Nodding you smiled, “Yes! I’m cashing that in now! Let’s go!” you said. Bakugou groaned, “Fine, whatever, even though you still don’t deserve it.” He said. You smiled and walked ahead of him to go inside, “I so do!” you called. Going upstairs to take a shower and get dressed you took a little extra time to try and pick an outfit. A knock on your door interrupted you and you turned to it, “Who is it?” you called. “It’s Mina and Jirou! Can we come in?” Mina’s cheery voice called through the door. You smiled, “Sure! Come in! I’m just in my underwear though if that doesn’t bother you guys!” you called back. Mina opened the door and shrugged, “Please, we get dressed in front of each other all the time, like we would care!” she said. You smiled at her, “Hey, it’s always good to give a head’s up just in case!” you said, reaching over to a dress and putting it to your body, looking in the mirror. Mina sat on your bed and Jirou sat in your desk chair, “You look happy.” Jirou said. You smiled at her through the mirror, “Why wouldn’t I be?” you asked. Pouting at the dress, you shook your head and through the dress back onto your bed. Lifting up two different skirts you hummed, “Can you guys help me choose an outfit? I don’t know why I’m struggling so badly right now.” You said. Mina grinned, “Ooo, got something special you’re going to?” she asked. You shrugged, “Just going to get bubble tea, Bakugou promised me he’d treat me, and I’m cashing that in today.” You said. Jirou smiled after sharing a look with Mina, “Wanting to look nice for him?” she asked. You blushed and pouted, “Not exactly, I just want to look nice, you know, just as a general thing.” You said. Mina grinned, laying on the bed and kicking her legs up, “Common! It’s so obvious! You have the biggest crush on the ticking time bomb!” she said. You groaned, “Is it really that obvious?” you asked. Jirou lifted her hand and pinched her fingers close together, “Just a bit.” She said. Mina squealed, “It’s super cute! Me and the boys are taking bets on who makes the first move!” she said. You gawked at her, “Hey!” you waved her off. “Just help me pick an outfit already! And yes, I am trying to look somewhat cute, so help would be greatly appreciated.” The girls helped you in picking an outfit and joined you in going downstairs, making jokes at you, and also encouraging you at the same time. They helped you choose a cute orange and black tartan skirt, black combat boots, and a black short-sleeved crop that had a low V-neck that hugged your body nicely. Jirou smiled, “Sure you won’t get cold without a jacket?” she asked. You waved her off, “I’m sure it’ll be fine, the weather is really nice, and we won't be gone out that long.” You said. Mina nudged you, “Or so you think~” she sang. You rolled your eyes and nudged her back jokingly. Meeting up with Bakugou, he was wearing black skinny jeans with rips in the knees and one small one across his thigh, black runners, a long white shirt, and a big buffy bomber jacket with small chains that hung off it. You smiled at the boy and skipped over to him, “Ready?” you asked. The boy looked you up and down, making you feel nervous under his eyes, “Yeah, you?” he asked. You nodded, “Yep, I’m just going to quickly let Aizawa know where we’re going.” You said. Bakugou nodded back, “Gotta let the father-figure know, huh?” he said. You smiled and nodded, “Yep!” you said and stuck your tongue out to him and skipped off. Going to Aizawa’s room, you happily walked in with his permission. The man looked up and down, “You look nice, going out?” he asked. You nodded, “Yep! Bakugou’s taking me out to get bubble tea, is that okay?” you asked. The man nodded, “Of course, especially if he’s with you.” He said. You titled your head, “What do you mean?” you asked. Aizawa gave a half smile, “I know that he’ll take care of you. You will with him too.” He said. You smiled, “Right!” you said, but your smile soon dropped as you inched closer to the man who was sitting at his desk. “I just wanted to quickly ask, I know it’s kinda silly, but, how’s my father? You know, since he’s been put away?” The man sighed and reached his hand out to you, guiding you to sit down on his bed, “He’s been asking you a lot. You are allowed to visit him, but I don’t have to if you don’t want to.” He said. You nodded, “Right, thank you.” You said. The man gave another sigh, “There’s something else you should know about, but I really don’t know if you’ll want to hear it now.” The man gave you a nervous look. “It could really bring you down.” You looked a little taken aback, but you took a breath and moved some hair behind your ear, “I’ll hear it, if I don’t hear it now, it’ll be nagging me all day.” You said. The man sighed and nodded, “Your father has given up some information, about your mother.” He said. You held your breath, “What information?” you asked. The man looked down, “He told us about…what happened with how she passed away. And where he…buried her.” He said. You closed your eyes, your emotions raging inside you, but you nodded, “Where?” you asked. The man looked at you, “We’ve recovered the body already, and we’re organizing to have a proper burial, if that’s what you want.” He said. You smiled and nodded, “Thank you, I’d love that.” you said. The man reached over and put his hand on your shoulder, “You okay? You can tell me.” He said. You smiled, “I’m okay, if anything, knowing actually makes me feel a lot better about it.” You said. The man nodded, “If you’re sure.” He said. You smiled widely and reached over, giving the man a hug, “Thank you.” You said. The man gave you a pat on the back, “Now, go have fun on your date.” He said separating from you. You flushed as you went to the door, pouting as you turned to the man, “It’s not a date! He owes me bubble tea, and he’s paying up!” you said. The man snorted and went back to his laptop, “Sure, have fun.” He said. You stuck your tongue out at him and left his room. Bakugou was leaning against the couch as you approached, looking at his phone. Seeing you approach he put his phone back in his pocket, “You get the okay to go?” he asked. You flipped your hair, “But of course! Who do you think I am?” you said. The boy rolled his eyes, “Common let’s get going.” He said. You smiled and followed after the boy, rolling your eyes at the others that pulled teasing faces and thumbs up at the two of you. Bakugou took you to a bubble tea place that you hadn’t been to, and you were over the moon. You both got different flavors and you were happily sipping your drink as the two of you sat together at a small grass spot. Bakugou nudged you, “Don’t drink too fast, you’ll make yourself sick.” He said. You stuck your tongue out, “Let me enjoy the good things about life!” you said. The boy scoffed, “Bubble tea?” he asked. You nodded, “Of course!” you looked at his and smiled. “Let me have a taste!” Bakugou looked to his and then yours, “Nothing's free.” He said, holding his hand out for yours. You happily handed yours to him as he handed yours to him. You both sipped each other’s drinks and you hummed happily, pacing your hand to your cheek in delight. Bakugou grinned, “Like it?” he asked. You nodded, “It’s so yummy!” you said. Hearing a small cry your head perked up, spotting a little girl who was by herself by a light pole, she looked around, lost as tears were in her eyes as she sobbed to herself. You got to your feet, rushing over the small girl, Bakugou following close behind. Leaning down to the little girl’s height you smiled at her, “Hey, you okay?” you asked. The little girl hid behind the poll and sniffled, “I can’t find where my mum went.” She sobbed quietly. You looked back up at Bakugou, and he sighed, getting down to the girl’s height as well, “Where did you see her last?” he asked. The small girl shrugged, “She was right beside me, and I walked on ahead because I wanted to chase the birds.” She wiped at her small nose. “But when I turned around, she was gone.” You smiled at her and reached to hold her small hands with your own, “We’ll help you.” You said. She sniffled again, “Aren’t heroes supposed to help?” she asked. Bakugou huffed a laugh, “You’re right about that, we’re heroes. We go to UA where we train to become heroes.” He said. The girl perked up, “Really?” she asked. You hummed, reaching out to wipe the small girl's tear stains away, “You got it, common, let’s go find her!” you said. The two of you and Bakugou brought the small girl along with the two of you, bringing her around to places she last saw her mum. Bakugou even got the small girl a small bubble tea to make her feel better. You ran around with the girl, waving to Bakugou to hurry up as the boy just smiled and shook his head. The boy even had the girl up on his shoulders, letting her tug his hair to hold her balance. When you both were in a crowded part of the town, you heard a small yell, “Airi!” You both turned seeing a woman with a hero beside her come running. The small girl on Bakugou’s shoulders started jumping, “Mummy!!” she yelled. Bakugou placed the small girl onto the ground, the both of you keeping your eyes on the girl as she ran to her mother. The woman hugged the small girl, stroking her hair and giving her kisses, “You silly girl! You are never letting go of my hand! Not till you’re at least 17!” she called. You smiled at them, the mother thanking the two of you repeatedly, along with the hero. Walking together, you and Bakugou left the two together, the boy nudged you as you kept your eyes on the ground, “What’s wrong?” he asked. You hummed, shrugging, “Nothing, I’m really happy we helped her find her mother. It felt really good.” You said. Bakugou held your hand, making you look to him, “Hey, I can tell something's bothering you.” He said. You smiled at him, “Let’s sit.” You said. You both sat back on the grass where you were before, you brought your knees together, hugging your knees. Bakugou reached over and held your hand again, bringing your knees down, “Tell me what’s wrong.” He said. You smiled, “You really know how to get me.” You said, giving his hand a small squeeze. The boy shifted closer to you, “Talk.” He said. You sighed, “Before we came out today, Aizawa told me that my father told them where he put my mother. And that they were going to organize a proper burial, which I was really happy about. I really was, but then when we helped that little girl find her mother, it felt amazing.” You looked down. “But it also hurt. Finding my mother, it’s amazing, but I’ll never get to hug her again, or have her stroke my hair and kiss my forehead.” Bakugou sighed, “I’m sorry.” He said. You nudged him, “It’s okay, it’s going to hurt. I am happy, genuinely, it’s so much better than not knowing where she was, and giving her the proper burial she deserves.” You said. Bakugou nodded, “You’re not going to be able to help the hurt.” He said. You nodded, “Exactly, but I know it’ll get better.” You smiled at him. “I’ve got you, right?” The boy’s eyes softened at you, “Of course.” He said. You chuckled, “And, you know, the others too.” You said. Bakugou scoffed, “Just not as good as me, as it should be.” He said. Laughing you leaned against him, “Shut up.” You laughed. The boy leaned his head against yours, nuzzling your hair a bit. You hummed, but a small stomach grumble made the both of you freeze. Bakugou growled, “You really know how to ruin the mood, don’t you?” he said. You hit his chest, “Hey! Give me a break! I can’t help it!” you said. “The stomach wants, what the stomach wants.” Bakugou raised an eyebrow, “Isn’t that saying meant for the heart?” he asked. You shrugged, “Same thing.” You said. The boy huffed, “It really isn’t.” he said. He got up and held his hand out to you. “Common.” He said. You raised your eyebrow this time, “Where?” you asked. Bakugou scrunched up his face, “To get food, dummy.” He said. A grin plastered on your face as you took his hand. Bakugou took you to get food, the two of you being probably the loudest people in the place, laughing together and sharing food and having fun. At one point, you were laughing so much to the point you couldn’t stop yourself; you thought you were going to get a stitch from laughing so much, especially seeing Bakugou do his best to hold back his laughter. On your way back to the dorms the sun was already setting, Bakugou had given you his jacket, you protested saying that he’d get cold but being the stubborn brat he was, he insisted. Walking up on a brick fence, you held your arms out to balance yourself, and Bakugou held his hand out for you to hold as extra balance. You excepted his hand as he kept you up. Reaching the end Bakugou jerked you off the wall, making you fall. He caught you in his arms and you squealed as he spun you around, the both of you laughing. You happily wrapped your arms around his neck. The boy kept you up in the air as he looked up at you, you smiling down at him. A few certain words were suddenly echoing in your head. Bringing one hand back from around his neck, you cupped his cheek, “Did you mean what you said?” you asked him. Bakugou raised his eyebrow, “I say a lot of things, gonna need to be more specific.” He laughed. You shook your head as you rolled your eyes, “When my father attacked, you said that you cared about me, do you?” you asked. Bakugou looked between your eyes, “Yeah, I do.” He said. “Why else would I be spending my free time, money, and jacket on you?” You smiled and looked down then back into his eyes, “When you say care about me, do you mean, like, more than like how the others do? I mean, as in, like, I don’t know.” You shook your head. Bakugou pounced you in his hold, “Hey,” he cut you off. “You’re rambling.” You looked down, “Right.” You chuckled. Bakugou titled his head to catch your eye, “I do.” He said. You looked him in the eyes, brows furrowed in confusion, “What?” you asked. He leaned into your hand, “Care about you, more than anyone.” He said. You grinned, “Yeah?” you asked. The boy rolled his eyes, “Yeah.” He confirmed. You giggled in his hold, but the boy shook you a little in his hold, “You gonna just make me be the only one to say it?” he asked. You shook your head with a grin, “You big dummy, of course I do.” You said. The boy grinned, and you giggled bringing your forehead down to his. You bit your lip as you looked down at him, the boy shaking his head as he leaned his head back, placing a kiss on your lips. You hummed into the kiss, catching you by surprise, but you more than happily kissed him back. The boy placed you on the brick wall, sitting you down on it as he kept his arms around you, kissing you more. You brought him in closer, hugging him tighter to you. When the two of you pulled apart, Bakugou put his forehead against yours, smiling down at you. You smiled back up at him, cupping his face, and gave him another quick kiss to his lips, the boy lifted you up and spun you around the both of you laughing. Hearing something in the distance, you both turned your heads in confusion, but you saw nothing and didn’t hear anything else. You both looked at each other and just shrugged hugging each other and heading back to the dorms, hand in hand. Walking into the front doors of the dorm you both smiled, separating from each other, not wanting the attention of you two being together to blow the others up. Looking around you titled your head, “Where’s Mina and the others?” you asked. Jirou twirled her ear jack around her finger, “They, ah, went out.” She said. As if on cue, the door swung open, and in came the others, laughing and grinning to themselves. You went over to them, “Hey, where’d you guys go?” you asked. Kirishima bit his lip, “Oh, you know, just out for a stroll.” He said. Bakugou looked over, “A stroll?” he asked, not believing them for a second. You looked over at Kaminari, “Why do you what twigs and leaves in your hair?” you asked. The boy smiled, eyes wide, “Whaaaat? There’re twigs in my hair?” he asked, fake shocked. You put your hands on your hips, “Spill, what did you guys do?” you asked. Sero wrapped his arm around Kaminari, “What’re you talking about? We just went for a stroll!” he said. Mina rubbed the back of her head, “Yep! A very casual walk!” she said. You and Bakugou watched them with disbelief on your faces. You shrugged, “You know what? I don’t even want to know.” You said. You pulled Bakugou by his arm, “Let’s go.” You said. Jirou typed away at her phone, “Told you you’d get cold.” She said as you went past her. You stuck your tongue out at her, looking to see the rest of the Bakusquad looking all excited after the two of you, to which you just squinted at them in a warning. Dragging Bakugou you went up to the roof again, the two of you sitting side by side, very closely together as you hugged his arm. You smiled up at him, “Sure you don’t want your jacket back?” you asked. The boy huffed, “Just keep it for now, idiot.” He said. You giggled, and looked up at the sky, “A little bird told me that you were up here for hours, looking for me, is that true?” you asked. Bakugou scoffed, “Multiple birds I bet.” He said, scowling. You laughed, “I mean, first it was one big, tired, dad bird, but then serval other birds also confirmed it.” You said. The boy grumbled, “Damn nuisances.” He muttered. You smiled, nuzzling into his arm, “Sorry.” You whispered. The boy leaned his head down, putting his face against your hair, “Stop apologizing already.” He said. You shrugged, “I will, maybe, eventually.” You said. Bakugou huffed a laugh, “Stubborn.” He said. Laughing you looked up at him, “Says you, I can name several times you have been stubborn.” you shrugged. “Guess I learn from the best.” He just shook his head, giving your head a small peck, “Whatever, Butterfly.” He said. You grinned up at him and he dipped his head down to kiss your lips. You hummed in the kiss, bringing your hand up to cup his face, rubbing your thumb over his cheek as he leaned his head against yours. You sighed happily, “You know that the others were totally up to something, right?” you asked. Bakugou scoffed, “When aren’t they?” he asked back. You chuckled, “You’re not wrong, but something is telling me that they were following us.” You said. The boy groaned, shaking his head against yours, “Don’t say it, those fuckers don’t know their place.” He said. You smiled, “And knowing Mina, she would’ve taken pictures.” You said. Your head perked up and pulled back from him. “Oh my god, do you think they caught us kissing?” The boy scrunched up his face as he groaned in realization, “For fucks sake, they’re not going to leave us the fuck alone over that.” He said. You grinned, kissing the boy's sour face, “You’re not wrong. But I feel like Kiri will at least be on our side to calm them down enough to let us come forth with it on our own.” You said. The boy looked up in thought, and nodded, “Not wrong.” He said. You grinned, leaning against the boy again. The cold air blew, and you felt a shiver go up your back, but you also felt Bakugou do a small shiver. You smiled, “I knew you were cold.” You said. The boy groaned, “Shut up, I’m more tired than anything.” He said. Leaning your head back, you placed your chin on his shoulder, “Want to go to sleep?” you asked. The boy looked down at you, “Maybe not yet.” He said. You grinned, “Who knew you could be a total cheese ball.” You laughed. The boy groaned, “Shut your face.” He said. You pulled him to stand up, “Common, go to bed if you’re tired, we had a long day after all.” You said. Bakugou looked down at you, his hand on your waist, “Fine.” He said. He continued to look down at you, not making a move to leave. You smiled, “What?” you asked. Bakugou continued to look at you, “You going to be okay?” he asked. You leaned your head against his chest, hugging him, “I’ll be okay.” You said. The boy hugged you back, “Alright.” He said. Giving him a kiss, you walked off to the side of the girls’ dorms, “Goodnight.” You said. The boy put his hands in his pockets, “Night.” He said, going his own way. Reaching the edge of the roof, you bit your lip and swung around, “Hey.” You called. The boy turned, “Yeah?” he asked. You smiled, swinging your arms behind your back, “Maybe I…don’t want to be alone tonight.” You said. The boy grinned, rolling his eyes, “Common.” He said, reaching his hand to you. You grinned, jogging over to the boy, and grabbing his hand as he took you to his room. Giving each other some privacy to change, Bakugou lent you some shorts that were way too long on you and a shirt that dwarfed your form. Bakugou lifted the blanket, “You’re against the wall this time.” He demanded. You grinned, getting into the bed, “I thought you liked the wall?” you asked. The boy rolled his eyes as he got into the bed with you, “I couldn’t give two shit’s anymore, plus if you decided to just leave randomly again, you’d have to get around me first. So, I’d definitely wake up before your stupid disappearing act.” He said. You rolled your eyes, laying in the bed, “You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?” you asked. The boy shook his head as he laid down beside you, bringing you closer to him, “Nah.” He said. You grinned, hugging him back, nuzzling your face against him, “Goodnight, Baku-Babes.” You whispered. The boy nuzzled your hair as he sighed, “Night, Butterfly.”

[typhea]

✮﹒❄️﹐BNHA BOYS + LOVE STORY

﹐♡﹒featuring : kaminari, hanta ♡

 ﹐♡﹒infos : fluff, a lil bit of angst, toxic in sero’s part, sero being a cheater, denki’s part is rushed af, HORRIBLEEE SHIPS im sorry nejire is so pretty 😭

﹐♡﹒summary : how u fell in love, your relationship, how they confessed smth like that ♡

×﹒⚡️﹐⊢﹒𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐈

──﹐fake dating

you finally became a pro-hero but it has his drawbacks. your fans and the medias followed you everywhere. and strangely, where you are is where red riot is. they didn’t last long to spread a false rumor saying you two were dating. you needed someone’s help, but every pro-heroes were taken. expect denki.

it was your lucky day, you were patrolling with denki. you were getting ready to ask him the impossible. the stress buildup in your stomach, but you dive in “uh kaminari, can i ask you something?” you muttered, “anything, i’m listening.” he answered, “you know.. about the rumor saying i’m dating eijirou, you know that it’s fake, right?” “um i didn’t know but whatever, what do you mean?” “i need, you take deep breath, i need you to be my boyfriend for a couple of weeks just to shut down that rumor” you look away in embarrassment, denki stopped walking to look straight at you in shock. “w-we just have to pretend! just for the medias, only if you’re okay with it—” “of course, i’m okay with! ahem, i mean, as long as i help you, i can do that.” he recalled, scratching his hair. you smiled at him, thanking him billion times. you didn’t missed the opportunity to tell eijirou that “it’s okay now! i’ve fixed it, the rumor will be shut down in no time!”

you and denki got closer to know more about each other, to feel more comfortable holding hands in front of the journalists. and denki was no longer faking it, the way he took your hand became more and more sincerely. the nicknames he used to call you, were more and more truly. now he’s used to take you home. once you arrive, you sigh in relief, “thank you, kaminari.” you said, “i think you can call me denki now” he suggested. you just smiled at him, but you didn’t notice how fast his heart was thumping and how red his cheeks was. “you’re really pretty, you know that?” he tells you, placing his hand on your cheek. you freeze in shock, and your cheeks starts to heat up. “let’s stop this, y/n.” “w-what? we can’t! they’re still—” “i want it to be real, i want to proudly say you’re mine without lying.” not a single word comes out your mouth, you wanted it to be real too. you wanted to be his, so bad. you get closer to his lips and kiss him in response. a sweet, passionate and warm kiss.

×﹒🧻﹐⊢﹒𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀

──﹐friends with benefits [toxic]

people always shipped you two but you kept saying that hanta was just a friend. even if you’ve already kissed him a lot of times, slept with him, even he has shared his clothes with you, you find a way to think it is all friendly. you couldn’t allow yourself, for your pride, to date a such a filthy cheater. so, if you two are just friends, then he can get a girlfriend, no?

“yeah, of course hanta can get a girlfriend! i don’t care lol” yes, you care. and it pissed you off more than anything, hanta knows that and plays with it. you don’t even know her name and you obviously don’t want to know. you’ve been more distant with him since he’s in a relationship and every conversations you two have turns out being about her. you don’t know how many people said “oh, where is sero?” “you’re not with sero today?” because every time you turn to look at him, he’s hugging his lovely girlfriend. and you hate how he grins at you when he sees your angry face. of course, at that party that mina hosted he was going with his girlfriend and you were going alone.

the party was going to end and you couldn’t help but stare at them during all the party. how he laughed, how he held her waist tightly, you were so jealous. he finally comes to you saying with that annoying grin “having fun, pretty?” he asked staring right into your eyes, “what are you trying to do, hanta?” then he started laughing, that laugh that turns your stomach upside down and make you flustered “what do you mean? you don’t like nejire?” you didn’t answer, just looking at him with that pissed off look. “well if you don’t like her, i’ll dump her” “what?” “i’ll dump her for you” he tells you, putting his hands on your hips. you frown, “what the hell, did you even loved her?” he laughs again, “nah, you’re the one i truly have eyes for.” you were so upset with him and so sad for nejire, you really were. so, why are you smiling? “you’re such a scumbag, hanta.” “and that’s why you love me, princesa.”

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[itsupermanti]

My Hero Superman AU; Adventures of Eri Midoriya, The Supergirl

Eri(nervously): Hey Papa.

Izuku(turns to her): Yes sweetie?

Eri: Since you don’t really need One for All, can I have it?

Izuku(double take): Why?! You could end up breaking your bones!

Eri(explaining): So? I can use my quirk to heal myself.

Izuku(making the same realization): Oh my god, your right!

Eri(hopeful): So can I have it?

Izuku(relenting): Fine, but we’ll be training to help you control it young lady.

Eri(hugs him): Thank you!

Izuku(muttering to himself): What’s the worst that can happen?

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An Hour After the Transfer;

Eri(floating with her Great Grandma Nana’s quirk in her room): …

Eri(realization): Wait a minute…

Eri(then uses her father’s telekinesis to push herself forward): …

Eri: *Eyes light up with amazement*

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An Hour After That;

Eri(at the training grounds): *Lifts up a building with ease thanks to use of telekinesis while touching it*…

Eri(smiling): So cool!🤩

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Two Hours After That;

Eri: Hey Auntie Momo?

Momo(turns around from pulling Shouto away from his conspiracy board): Yes Sweetie?

Eri(acting shy): Can make me a copy of Mama’s costume? With Papa’s symbol on it?

Momo(cooing at her before making the costume): Of course dear! My pleasure.

Eri(thinking to herself): Sucker!

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Literally 20 Hours after that;

Ochaco(looking around in worry): Has anyone seen Eri?

Jirou(turning to her): Not recently.

Mina(reassuring her): I’m sure she’s fine.

TV Reporter: We interrupt this broadcast to bring you live coverage of a Villain attack in downtown Musutafu.*Helicopter gets hit* We’re going down!

Momo(worried): Oh no!

Helicopter is caught by a white and pink blur.

Helicopter Pilot(thankful): Thanks Super-

Helicopter Pilot(confused): Who the heck are you?

Eri(putting helicopter down): Isn’t it obvious?

Eri(shows off her costume with a red cape): I’m Supergirl, daughter of Superboy and Uravity!

Ochaco(starts panicking): MY BABY!!!

Momo(concerned); Oh boy.

Eri: *Proceeds to defeat the villain and flies off when her father shows up to scold her*

Ochaco: *hyperventilating into paper bag while everyone tries to comfort her*

Inko(rubbing her back): Don’t worry dear, it’ll get easier.

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After visiting Her grandma’s Amazonian Tribe;

Eri(hovering over her Aunt Mina’s shoulders): ALL HAIL PRINCESSES MIN-EL AND ERI-EL!!!

Mina(facepalming not wanting to be reminded of the praise): Please stop!

Inko(comforting her): Don’t worry, she’s just excited about being declared an actual princess.

Mina(turning to her): But I’m not! I didn’t think that I was secretly a clone child of the two strongest people on the planet, much less that I would end up an Amazonian Princess!

Inko(hugging her): Then don’t be a princess, and don’t try to be me either. Just be yourself and know that we’re here to support you now.

Mina(accepts hug): Thanks.

Eri(accepting baked goods from Sato): Princess Eri accepts your offerings loyal subject!

Sato(bowing head): Thank you, your majesty.

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Eri(flying around on with a jar full of cookies on a sugar high): HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Izuku+Denki+Tenya(chasing after her): GET BACK HER YOUNG LADY!!!

Tenya(goes crashing after trying to turn to chase her around a corner): Argh!

Izuku+Denki(chase her around a corner only for her to disappear): !!!

Denki(as Shazam looking around): WHERE THE HECK DID SHE GO?!?!

Izuku(listening around): I can still hear her.

Izuku(realizing where she is): …

Izuku(looks up and uses his super vision): !!!

Izuku(still looking up): You’ve got to be kidding me…

Denki(turns to him): What? Where is she?

Izuku(turns to him with a deadpan look on his face): She’s on the moon…

Denki: …

Eri(eating cookies on the moon): HAHAHAHAHA!!!

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Eri(grumbling to herself): This isn’t fair…

Ochaco(scolding her): I’ll tell you what isn’t fair,

Ochaco: Nearly giving me a heart attack from worry young lady!

Izuku: What makes you think you can do all of this?

Eri(looks at them): I’m the strongest 7 year old on the planet, nothing can hurt me!

Izuku(worried): But you don’t have my invulnerability!

Eri(nonchalant): But I can mimic it.

Izuku+Ochaco(confused): How?

Eri: I just make a force field around me with Papa’s powers.

Izuku+Ochaco: …

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Hisashi+Inko(dumbfounded): SHE DOES WHAT?!?!

Izuku(explaining): Apparently she uses her copy of my telekinesis to mimic most of our powers.

Izuku: She hovers with Float and pushes herself telekinetically, she makes a telekinetic field around her body for invulnerability that is strong enough to survive in space, and she inherited a copy of our ability to survive and absorb sunlight.

Hisashi(in disbelief): Oh my Rao…

Inko(reassuring): At least it can’t get worse.

Ochaco(walking in with Eri in her arms, still wearing her costume): It just got worse.

Hisashi+Izuku(shocked): HOW?!

Ochaco: She just figured out heat vision.

Ochaco: She nearly set Monoma on fire.

Eri: I just looked at him really hard and thought of him catching fire.

Izuku(worried): Oh no, she figured out how to vibrate molecules to the point they catch fire.

Inko(also worried): What does THAT mean?

Ochaco(sighing): It means she was right.

Izuku: She really is the strongest 7 year old on the planet. NOTHING can hurt her!

Eri(eyes glowing with telekinetic power): HahahahahaHAHAHAHA!

Hisashi+Inko: …

Hisashi+Inko(facepalm): GODDAMNIT!!!