#bnha requests

[namjoon-koya]

Hello how are you? can i ask you for an imagine or headcanons please with Aizawa and Hawks if you don't mind where his girlfriend Y/N who is a pro hero (top 10 and with a strong quirk) got in the way during the fight with Stain and the students of UA and was found injured

Aizawa and Hawks finding you injured.

Warning: mentions of panic attacks in Aizawa’s hcs.

Hawks and you were patrolling different areas that night, usually the both of you would share coms so you two could continue to speak with each other. It wasn’t supposed to be different, it was supposed to be the two of you talking about what to do once you guys got back home. He thought to himself as he raced to go find you, the last thing he heard was a muffling sound before you completely cut off.

That’s when he got an alert, for pro-heroes to stay on high alert for a villain killing pro-heroes. Hawks felt a lump in his throat as he rushed to find you, and once he did he almost wanted to cry. Thankfully you were surrounded by other pro-heroes, but he could see the slashes on your arms and few faint ones on your cheek.

He landed quickly a few pro-heroes tried to stop him, but he pushed them aside. Not caring if a few even glared at him for that, he noticed Endeavor was next to you his large hand gently holding onto your wrist almost like if he was trying to find a pulse, he felt his heart sink fuck please no. “She’ll be okay.” Endeavor spoke up “we need to get her to the hospital.” Once endeavor got up away from you, he noticed hawks “you shouldn’t underestimate her, without her the u.a students would’ve gotten hurt.”

Relief settled into him when he realized that you were just exhausted, but still he didn’t like seeing you like this. Endeavor was able to fill hawks in with a few details about the battle, stating Stain’s quirk is able to make people paralyzed temporarily. He stayed with you at the hospital, even if his agency told him he needed to do a task for them he ignored their texts and calls.

Shit do they not understand that YOU got attacked? Hell he’s not leaving your side until you wake up, and once you did Hawks would gently hold onto your hand. Squeezing it a few times and would relax when you would squeeze his back, it was a reassurance to him.

Stain is going to get FUCKED UP, not only for harming his students, but for also harming you. He’s lucky Aizawa wasn’t there to deliver a blow to his face like he did with dabi, Aizawa has always been the type to never show much of his emotions. The only time he did is when he was around you, you could literally kiss the scar on his face and he’d automatically melt into you.

So it was definitely a scary event to the person who had to break the news to Aizawa of you being near the area, in which stain was attacking pro-heroes. Aizawa didn’t hesitate to quickly jump into action and go find you, if you got angry at him then he could handle it. He’d rather not sit there and grade papers knowing you’re somewhere not safe, or probably getting attacked by stain.

Yet once he did find you, his stomach sank. He could see the blood oozing from your arms as you had your back against a brick wall, a few pro-heroes surrounded you as some of them tried to stop the bleeding. Aizawa felt like he failed you, he wasn’t fast enough if he was here sooner he wouldn’t have to see the scene in front of him unfolding. He pushed by and kneeled beside you, he hand gently brushing against your forehead. You only shifted, but didn’t open your eyes.

He felt like he’s going to have a panic attack, how long did it take the ambulance to come?! Once they did arrive and took you to the hospital he didn’t leave your side once, even while he had to be grading school work he waited in the lobby. Until the nurses told him where your room number was, he stayed at your bedside. Only leaving to get coffee from the cafeteria and occasionally food, he didn’t want to leave your side for too long in case you woke up.

When you did wake up, Aizawa would press so many kisses against your face even while you complained about his stubble scratching your face. He was just happy to have you back.

[chainelunaire]

hiii! i really enjoy your headcanons, they are so on point! can i please request reactions to break up w bnha boys??🥺🥺🥺 dabi esp! thank you 😓

hi! thank you so much for requesting! it's an interesting one for me, so hope you'll like it!

so, how they would react to a break up?

shigaraki

good lord, his reaction is the worst out of three of them, and probably out of everyone in general. if it's not him initiating it in the first place, then it's really bad for you. he'll be all kinds of a messed up, it won't be pretty at all. his mood swings would be extreme at this point, he'll change from quiet and calm to deranged in a blink of an eye. this is probably the closest you ever been to death when in relationship with him, because he truly wants you dead. he wants you to never ever exist anymore, he wants to rip your face off - that's how mad he is. he feels so betrayed and hurt and insulted, it'll take all his will not to end you right on the spot. he does not do that only because he's learnt from his mistakes so even when he's mad, he's pretty in control of his impulses. actually, don't try to avoid him after breaking the news, because he won't take it well. you don't have the right to feel scared anymore, you owe him that. see, league is very dear to his heart, so he'll do his best not to lose his cool in front of them, he'll force himself to be at least calm around you. he doesn't want his friends to witness his outbursts anymore, so he'll focus on them and pretend you're not even here. he's quite lucky he has this support, actually, it really helps him a lot. with time, he'll be able to overcome his bitterness, but by that time you'll be either kicked out of the league or kept at the distance so far from him he won't be able to meet you often. and when he does meet you, he won't even be petty, he'll be just straight up rude. you won't forget some of his words even on your deathbed. he's truly evil with them, since he's already decided to let you live. at some point he probably will understand why you did that, but he'll never forgive you for betraying his trust. the worst part? he saw that coming. he's just always right and yet he's still hoping for the best. every time he sees your face, he's reminded of the humiliation he went through. he's ashamed, insulted, it's all coming back, so yeah. better stay away from him from now on.

dabi

he won't show how shocked or hurt he is, because first and foremost, he doesn't feel so himself, yet. and he's known for his odd reactions, so you'll probably miss the whole point. you see how chill he is with his "sure, see ya later", you feel relieved because no one is offended, everything's great. no-no-no. his true reaction will be much later, when the sense behind your words finally got through his skull. that's when the show begins. if he loves you - and he does, otherwise there would be no relationship - he'll try to do something about it. he tried so hard to make it work, he really did. relationships are very difficult to him, because he was not really taught how to express properly that he cares, he always viewed that as being weak. he'll ask you why and he won't let you live until he's got his answer. he will actually try to reason with you and he can be pretty convincing. what's surprising, he's not even mad, he's in his 'look at me' mode, which means he won't give up, he refuses to become a failure once again. he'll go great lengths just to prove you that you both can still do it, he will actually try to change his behaviour, but it's not the problem. it's such a horrible scene to look at, actually, it's unbearable to see how desperate and pitiful he'll be at times, when he still craves your attention. at some point he might even beg you, and he genuinely might not remember this later. but the main problem is, he can't grasp on a simple fact that you don't really want to do anything about him anymore. and the moment he gets it, like, really gets it, it's over for you. he himself can't really comprehend what he feels about you now, hatred or it's still love. his feelings are very strong and he's pretty emotionally driven so like with shigaraki you better keep your distance. it won't help much with your own feelings tho, because of his inability of showing emotions of consciousness, he'll blame you as well as his family for what he'll become. unlike shigaraki, he has no one to hold on to, and he's far from being as composed as hawks. so the things he'll do... you'll probably regret you've met him.

hawks

his reaction is quite plain and simple, especially in comparison to the two above. he'll ask why, of course, but he won't argue with your feelings. he can't really force you to be with him nor simply love him. so he'll let you go without making a scene, really peaceful to you, and to him - well. just like for dabi, it takes a lot for him to start a relationship. he's not trusting at all, he's bad with understanding his own (let alone others) feelings. so he actually needs to take this all into consideration and in the end still chose you, for him to get in a realtionship. and now you've ended it all - not your fault, but he definitely feels, like it's on him. even when it's not. his confidence is slowly lowering, slowly he'll become even more closed off. unlike shigaraki or dabi, there's no need to avoid him, but meeting him is pretty awkward for sure. he doesn't like to be near you anymore, he won't shout it in your face, but you'll definitely feel the change. with time, he becomes more and more aloof near you, and not in a calming and peaceful way. if you work together, and you get scolded, he'll just watch. he won't cheer you up later, in fact, he won't say a word to you. if you need help, he won't land a hand anymore. you thought you were ready for it, but that's not quite what you were expecting. because he'll continue to watch you living your life, until one day he feels like he can't quite figure out, what was that he'd find so endearing in you before. the first time after you two break up he feels some sort of relief. now he can move on.

[sweet-honey-tears]

Sugar Doesn't Rot

. Shinso x GN!Reader

Reader is kidnapped and Shinso saves them

Hello! This was a request from one of you beautiful people! I hope you like it 💫

Warning: Mention of blood, bruises

Anyone who didn't know you would probably be concerned about how much sugar you ingested. Hell, Shinso once saw you open three sugar packets and pour them straight into your mouth, watching how your body shivered in likely disgust. It was like a daily vitamin for you. You had your healthy everyday gummies, some Vitamin D, allergy pill, whatever else, and then at least three sugar packets. Not counting the ones you'd ingest later before training, or in the middle of training.

Your quirk allowed you unbelievable speed, but at the cost of sugar or really the glucose produced (I don't know biology please don't kill me if this doesn't make sense). You could run almost a mile in your first UA years, close to topping Lida's best speed. That was until you inevitably crashed. Body collapsing into a tired delirious state. In one instance going cold, and becoming lightheaded- your sugar level had dropped too fast for you to even notice and stop.

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“ Hero Photo at your service!'' Your hero name, to your absolute corny pleasure, was short for photosynthesis. A joke about how your body turned the sugar into liquid fuel like a plant— Shinso smiled lightly when you told him the reason why you chose such a name. “I don't want some poor parents having to worry about their toddler downing sugar packets because they see a hero do it. So, let's just make them think I get my energy from the sun!”

“Ironic considering the amount of vitamin D I see you take.”

“Oh shut it Shinso!”

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Shinso smiled warmly at you from across the table. The warmth of the morning light on you causing an ethereal glow as you pour what you had believed to be sugar into your hot coffee. But the twisted look on your face and splash of coughing told him otherwise. A wicked smirk playing on his lip, “Salt?”

“Shut it!”

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Curled up with him under a blanket, your face puzzled as you stared at the half-completed sudoku puzzle. Shinso watched you with a lazy smile as you filled in more squares. It was one of the hardest puzzles in the book. He'd need to get you another one, maybe as a gift? Your birthday was too far away and he wanted to get you one of the stupidly hard wooden 3D puzzles he saw on YouTube. He remembers the stars in your eyes as you watched the man struggle to open it.

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“Go in around the back. Denki along with Uraraka takes the left flank. Uraraka you'll lift the metal materials in the air and ensure they don't touch you or any civilians. Denki, try and channel your spark to hit the metal scraps as a conductor. While that goes on-” Shinso watched from the back of the room as you schooled the loud, irritating Bakugou on his battle plan.

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“What?”

“They were taken, not sure by who, likely (Enter Villians, maybe Lov? Up to you).”

“When.”

“Three days ago”

Shinso was silent, Aizawa watching him, his fingers twitching as he waited for his student to crack. “Why wait so long to tell me?” It wasn't a fair question and Shinso knew that. While sections of people knew you were an item, larger ones didn't. And there wasn't a reason to tell him of your disappearance, he was only a student.

“Their quirk, we know you know more about it.” Aizawa scuffled lightly, regardless of your ranking, you were still a student and a child no less. How did they not know more about your quirk? Or did they not care to learn about you?

“We know they use sunlight-”

“No” Shinsos voice was strained, anger washing through him. “Their quirk evolves around sugar”

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You rested, eyes closed in the darkness of the room. Pitch dark, not even possible to see your body that rested tied in the chair. Your body felt stiff and sore, bruises forming on your pale cheeks and ribs from the beatings. No, the lack of light didn't affect your quirk, your immune system, and overall emotions, yes. It was like a void, a cold room where you questioned if your icey body even was touching the wooden chair. But the lack of food played heavily. Regardless, even if your captors were right about the darkness, the lack of food would weaken anyone. Your body, after all the training and muscle growth, needed more food.

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Drool dribbled from the corner of your mouth, body slumped in exhaustion. It took too much energy to even close your mouth.

Another day, another unanswered question, another beating. Every once in a while they'd ask a question you would know an answer to, but even then said you were clueless. How many days have you been in this room? The lack of light messed up your clock, to where time felt pointless. You struggled to latch onto hope. Days must have passed, and you were feeling closer and closer to death. Withdrawing from your superfood, sugar, torturing your body. You had never gone so long without it. And for a moment, you wondered if your body could. Your mind flashed to the doctors telling you to ingest as much as you could, the irrigation in their voice as they backtracked on every once of advice they had ever given. “Your energy, not just your quirk, depends on it.” interesting… You were so young when you heard that information, and you only remember it now.

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10 days. Shinso rested in the car, body stiff and tense. Eyes set on the headrest in front of him. Eye hollow, yet filled and swirled with sickening fear and anguish.

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12 days. The door swung open, shining blinding light onto you. A high-pitched cry left your chapped lips as it flashed your unprepared eyes. It felt like your skin was melting at its harshness. As though it was a flame held up to your skin. “Y/N '' a voice nearly screamed. Your head swirled up, vision blinded by the light and head now pounding, what little energy you had straining. “In-show?” your small voice cracked. Swollen tongue struggling to say the name. “I'm here! I'm here! I got you!”

Shino's eyes watered lightly at your appearance. Pale, you were sickly pale. Your hair was greasy, which he cared little about, except that it seemed matted with blood. Your cheeks were bruised and your eyes sunk in. And you were cold, so cold.

Then you cried, whimpering out in vain as you tried to grasp onto him once free. He held you close, your two bodies resting on the ground for a second as he cradled your frail self. “I love you - I love you” he repeated into your hair, not caring at the smell or cracked blood.

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You lay in the hospital bed, sugar packets and sugar bags splayed open. You looked healthier and more alive. Your colors coming back and your bruises slowly fading. Shinso sat beside you, fingers carefully rubbing your hand. Too worried to fully hold your hand due to the red marks you received from struggling in your binds. “I love you,” you whispered out through cracked lips.

Shinso smiled, leaning down to kiss you until you moved your head away. “N-no.” He froze, fear raking his body. You must have felt it, the sudden tension in his body, and quickly you spoke. “My- my lips are cracked and- and I smell awful.” he won't lie, you kind of did. You smelt like a sterilized hospital room, like the cheap but effective soap the infirmary used. He cocked an eyebrow and laughed slightly.

“And I'm supposed to care?”

“Sh-shut it!”

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Azawia leaned into the small area you two shared, making sure both of you were okay. The image of Shinso's red eyes and angered face never leaves his mind. How he carried your nearly limp body in his arms, your skin bruised and the usual smirk you so often had gone and replaced by a busted lip. But now, instead, he found you nuzzled into Shinso’s shoulder. The lanky male hunched over your bed, arms wrapped tightly around you as he buried his face into your hair. Azawia looked away and walked out of the medical wing, his body finally relaxing. You both where safe, you both were okay

[cyfics]

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Title: Denki’s Day!

Warnings: NSFW!, breeding mention, marking mention, praise, hair pulling, etc..

Pairings: FOX hybrid! Denki X Reader

Pronouns: she/her AFAB

Synopsis: a chapter from my story “Day Job” on aO3

Word count: 1.1K

Note: unedited + not proof read!

On aO3 as Cyfics

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Your hands pet the small fox laying beside you, his head nuzzling up against you leaning into your touch. “Y/n, I enjoy the time we spent together last night. Thank you.” Shoto bowed at you before turning into his cat self and quickly walking away. Perhaps he was embarrassed thinking about the events of last night.

“Y/n! Katsuki and I wanna play in the backyard please!” Eijiro wagged his tail at you upon seeing your face “Sure Eijiro just make sure not to get lost!” Eijiro yipped at you before skipping away and going outside with Katsuki.

“Keep petting me Y/n!” Denki pouted as you started losing focus while paying him attention, “sorry Denki!” You continued scratching his head. Mindlessly you started thinking about last night, was Denki’s ears like his too? You didn’t dare try it, but you kept the thought in mind.

You and Denki were alone on the couch now with the wolves outside and Izuku upstairs sleeping in his burrow, it was late in the afternoon but the small boy enjoyed taking naps. “You’re so cute Denki!” You exclaimed happily as you rubbed his cute cheeks, the fox bathed in your praise and curled up against you.

“Yes! Yes I’m cute aren’t I!” He rolled around playfully, after a long time of petting him he decided to sit up. He transformed into his human self before laying down on your lap “I’ve never been pet in this form before!” Denki told you “my father didn’t pet you?” You began to frown.

“No he did! He just never pet us when we were transformed!” Denki explained, you sighed in relief and reached out to play with his hair. You combed your fingers through his blonde locks until coming into contact with a knot and accidentally tugging on his hair, Denki yelped and covered his face.

“Oh my god Denki I’m so sorry are you alright?” You removed your hand to caress his cheek, Denki slightly uncovered his face to reveal a pink blushing boy underneath it. “Denki, you’re all red..” you commented, a smirk beginning to tug at your lips “did.. did you like that?” You ask him.

“Maybe..” Denki removed his hands and glanced away, “You want me to do it again?” Denki was surprised at your question but eagerly straddled your lap and lowered his head against your chest. “Yes! Yes please! Please pull my hair!” Denki begged and shoved his hair into your hands.

He didn’t need to ask you twice that’s for sure. You locked fingers with his blonde hair and tugged it backwards making the boy gasp, he whined and pressed himself against you impatiently. You began to think of doing all this on the couch was a good idea, you risked the idea of either Shoto or the wolves catching you in the act- but if you did it upstairs there’s a chance you’d wake up Izuku! He has sensitive ears.

“Hehe- please touch me Y/n!” Denki moved his head to now be up against your neck, his hips up against yours. He started sniffing at your neck before beginning to give light kitten licks “h-hey.. what’re you doing?” You didn’t hate it but it sure felt weird.

“Let me mark you..” Denki pleaded “No Denki I don’t think that’s a good idea.” You shook your head, Denki whined and pouted. He removed his head off of your shoulder and looked at you disappointedly “I’m sorry Denki..” You caressed his face. He slapped your hand away before jumping on top of you.

“If you won’t let me mark you what else can I do instead?” His face began to transform into a sinister smile “W-Woah’ I guess you can um.. you could touch me?” You suddenly grew embarrassed having the boy on top of you like this. “Touch you? If I do will you touch me back?” He giggled to himself before hands coming up and grabbing at your breasts.

“S-sure Denki.” Now you weren’t sure what you were doing or why, you had just had sex last night so you sure weren’t dick depraved. Maybe you were one of those people who had a fetish for hybrids? You never would’ve pictured yourself as one of those people though..

Denki pulled your shirt up and placed it between your teeth, you held it up with your jaw as you watched him fondle you. Denki pulled at your bra until it eventually somehow unlatched and fell to the floor, Denki sat back and started drooling as he ogled your chest. His mouth was salivating, and his tongue was craving the taste of you.

He grew closer and took one of your nipples into his mouth, using his fingers to rub at the other one. You covered your mouth to stop you from yelping, his actions making your breasts feel really good. Denki was having the time of his life fondling you, dick pressed hard up against his pants as he was rutting against you.

You stopped him in his actions before quickly tugging your pants down to your thighs, slipping your panties to the side and hushing at him to be quiet as he quickly followed along and dropped his own pants. Denki eagerly got his cock out and lined it up with your entrance, spitting on his own dick beforehand to use as a bit of lube.

Denki thrusted into your wet cavern, slick building up and coating his dick in it. Denki was trying hard not to moan but you could still hear his breathy sighs and hard breathing, he sounded breathless. You dug your nails into his shoulders gently.

You buried your face into the crook of his neck to muffle any of your own moans.

Denki thrusted up against you, his hips rocking against yours. Your pussy was pulsing against him and you were trying not to cry out from how good it felt, he was a bit shorter than Shoto in dick size but was for sure wider.

“G-gonna cum..” Denki panted, realisation hit you that he wasn’t wearing a condom and you panicked for a moment “Denki pull out!” You whispered loudly and waved at him to get out of you, Denki hurriedly did as you said and pulled out before cumming onto your stomach.

Denki bashfully rubbed the back of his neck, you didn’t share much reaction though.

Denki started putting his dick back in his pants and sat beside you, you sighed and tried to wipe up his cum with anything remotely close to you. You couldn’t find anything except for your bra that was discarded on the floor so you picked it up and used it to wipe the cum off of you. “I’m sorry Y/n, don’t be mad please..” Denki hugged at your arm tightly.

You got your clothes back on before leaning into his touch and starting to cuddle with him, you could never be mad at a cutie like him.

[aikrus]

Don’t Let Me Fall (Too Far From Grace)

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cw: Major religious trauma for Y/n, enjoy. Swears, violence, cults, misogyny, self-mutilation, public abuse, parental abuse, attempted murder, self-defense, poison

A/n: a short glimpse into the makings of dadzawa; with an angsty Y/n religious quirk struggle

 summary: There’s a part of Shouta that hates his job. While he can handle the annoying brats, unstable quirks, rude comments, life-threatening danger, and annoying hours, there’s just some things not even Shouta could tolerate.  There’s a girl in his class. She’s nice but a little too quiet for it to sit right. He’s a teacher, been one for years and was a hero for much longer-- He knows the signs when he sees them.

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“Brother Haruka,”

“Father Y/l/n; it’s always a pleasure.” Clasped forearms greeted one another, eye to eye they examined the other. Smiles filled each room and yet the tension was so thick, thick, thick; she looked to her mother but found a void in her place.

It crept into Y/n’s throat like sludge, chocking on the breath that filled her lungs as she swallowed for the fiftieth time that service. The eyes that followed, the eyes that glared, the eyes that widened, all at her, at her, at her. She kept her head down. 

The family of five- a strong pastor father, the beautiful but sickly motherly wife, the silent eldest son, and the perfect youngest daughter. And Y/n, lost somewhere in the mess of facades they seemed to exchange so rapidly.

Or maybe lost was the wrong word, seeing as everyone could find her, the daughter of the pastor, the picture-perfect symbol of what they stood for, quirkless, pure, devine; up until four months ago. 

Four months ago, when her world changed.

1-A kept a keen eye on Y/n, her silent passing and downcast eyes demanded attention from the rowdy bunch, but it was her appearance that caught them off guard the most. 

Denki had asked about them once, resulting in a panic attack and mute classmate which lasted a week before she would speak in a quiet, fragile tone. It got worse before it got better. 

She could feel them-- the eyes, eyes, eyes. Following her, ridiculing her, judging her. It broke Shouta’s heart.

“She’s just a girl, our little girl,”

“It’s a heathen!”

“She’s done nothing wrong,”

“It’s got horns god bless me!”

“Dear, she’s still our Y/n, our little angel,”

Her knees were pulled to her chest, listening silently at the top of the stairs to the hushed and not so hidden argument of her parents. Y/n’s father damning her, and her mom, desperately trying to cling to her life.

“That thing’s no angel-- it’s the devil.”

“What are you doing out here, kid?”  Aizawa cringed inside watching the girls entire body stiffen. 

“I’m sorry sir, I'll go back inside.” Her wide eyes became fixed on the floor, shoulders slouched but still full of twisted anxiety.

“You’re not in trouble, Y/l/n.”

“I’m not?” Her face stayed down, but she was finally looking directly at him, so Shouta counted this as a win.

“No,” he walked to the railing she had previously been leaning against, “There’s no rules against being on the rooftop. I just thought you might get cold.” He gestured to her head when he said that, causing her to flinch softly.

“I see.”

She still scurried away, leaving the concerned teacher by himself on the rooftop.

The horns that began to grew from the front corners of Y/n’s skull had been easily hideable when she noticed the growths. She teased her hair, wore headbands, dawned a head-scarf for modesty, but then her sister accidentally pulled it off her head during dinner, exposing them to the entire family. 

That was the first night Emi had crawled into Y/n’s bed and cried since she was six and saw her big sister be punished for the first time. Punished. 

The Shinja were many things, devote, united, pure, and forgiving. They believed in one thing above all else, God’s eternal and limitless magnanimity. For a sin their must be penitence, must be a beg for forgiveness. 

For Y/n, this meant one thing.

It started small, Y/n found a scarf waiting for her on the railing when she made her way to the roof that night. It was nice, it was warm; something Y/n struggled with being. 

Then Aizawa would stop by when it turned past midnight, sending the quiet girl back inside to stop her from catching a cold. And now, they coexist.

“Was--” she paused before shaking her head, looking back out to the grounds behind UA. 

“What is it, kid?” He paused for an answer before breaking, “You can ask questions you know.”

“Was Iida right?”

Silence. 

“That’s really up to you. At the end of the day, you decide what kind of hero you want to be. Your hero uniform is a big part of that identity, so if you think that’s a necessary part of that then you should keep it.”

Y/n played with the delicate silver cross dangling from the chain across her neck before looking up to the sky, just like Aizawa saw her do earlier during class.

“Kay.”

The conversation from the classroom had been a tense one to say the least. Iida, in his self-correct but oblivious way, asked the quiet girl, “Don’t you think it may be offensive to wear a cross as part of your hero costume? Won’t people feel imposed upon? Besides, very few people are catholic after the development of the quirk gene. Would it not, perhaps, be a better choice to remove that aspect from your uniform?”

Y/n had, at the time, only responded briefly, “Why would people be offended by a necklace?”  Everyone looked up to the mounds above her head. No one said a thing. 

A few days later he finally broke, “It was surprising I suppose. Not like I care, but people aren’t really religious anymore.”

She tried not to think about it, and she continued to try not to think about it long after she had left the rooftop. People aren't really religious anymore. Y/n tried to think through what makes a religion a religion, where things started to turn after quirks were made. Some religions embraced them as a new moral test of god, others claimed it disproved God entirely. Some drew strange connections claiming the bible predicted it all along.

Y/n is sitting in her room when it happens. She's absent-mindedly rolling her silver cross necklace between her fingers while ignoring her homework when she things- it would be so much easier if I wasn't religious anymore.

It felt dirty, like a dangerous secret. What does it mean to be religious on a personal level? She isn't allowed on the campound, let alone in the church. She doesn't read the scripture any more, nor does she pray genuinely. After a few cafeteria visits with Kaminari keeping her company she's even began to speak the lord's name in vain. Yet Y/n is so sure, in her heart and center of everything, that there is spirit within her.

She thinks about the religion she learned about the first time someone called her hometown a cult. She googled what the word meant and learned about a different group, a group that drank poison and passed away as a whole. Y/n can't think of another species that would do that and thinks they must have spirit.

The eyes from the pews followed her as she walked, head bowed as she pushed forward, past every person she ever knew, towards her father. Her father who forgave her, who actually forgave her. Forgave her monstrous appearance, was willing to look past the disgusting curse she had. She loves her father. So she kneeled willingly before the cross and bowed her head fifty times before turning on her knees towards her father.

A hush fell over the chapel.

She accepted the holy blade from her father.

She lifted it above her head. 

The scream echoed through the room, bounding back towards her from the walls it landed on. The blade moved back and forth, until her world became deathly still.

Her father placed his hand upon her head, gently ending the assault. “You’re doing well, my child.” Each following day was ended with her in the privacy of her family's bunker, penance following shortly after. 

She was repenting for her sins, but there was a silent acknowledgment among everyone. For Y/n, who never stopped sinning, there must be constant repentance. Nothing short of unyielding devotion. The days blurred together, so did her memory. 

Y/n looked up at the board, eyes coated with gloss and filled to the brim with pain, pain, misery. ‘Quirkless Study.’ A lesson on discrimination, of differences, of acceptance. Forty seven minutes of something she’d kill to get out of-- something she’d die to get out of. 

The class wasn’t today, thank God, but it was soon. Soon, being tomorrow. Tomorrow, class, quirkless, pure thing, stuck, school, mistake, thing, thing, thing. Words echoed through her head, too fast for Y/n too pick them apart, too fast to be remembered, just fast enough to hurt. 

Y/n stayed on the roof from after school to midnight, far too long in the cold, too long without eating, too long for no body to have noticed.

“Fucking hell, kid. Why are you out here?”

Aizawa-Sensai dropped in and wrapped his scarf around Y/n’s shaking body, noting both the absent look in her eyes and the festering fear lying just beneath the surface.

"Y/l/n? Are you with me?"

What a silly question. Of course she was with him, they're on the same rooftop– he's got a hand lying gently on her shoulder.

"Because you seem a little far away."

And didn't that make so much sense. Because they were right next to each other, much like how her dad was right in front of her, yet both of them were miles away from where Y/n was.

"I'm sorry, sensei."

He froze, "it's Allright, Y/n, it's going to be okay."

The need to gasp for air clued her in that she'd started to cry. The warm tears burned her frigid skin.

"Hey, hey," Aizawas voice rumbled deep in his chest, "careful there." He tapped her knuckles which had turned white with the force she had been digging her nails into her arms.

"I don't want to go to school tommorow."

She winced but he didn't answer her. Saying the words out loud felt different than the mantra from her head. It all seems a little silly now. Y/n wanted to be a hero after all, and here she was; scared to go to class.

The man leveled his eyes with her and sighed, raising a hand between her two curled horns and patting the top of her head.

"It's not silly, Y/n."

She wrinkled her nose at him, unsure of his meaning and was floored when he began to laugh. "You mutter, but that's okay. You don't have to be a hero yet; not today and not tomorrow. For now you are still a child, and you deserve to feel the safety that should come with that."

It felt odd, to feel so cold you want to shiver and yet melt from the inside out. Maybe, maybe that was true. Maybe she will be a hero in a few years, maybe less. But tonight she wasn't, tonight she could feel as little as that sentence made her. Small and safe, so fucking fragile but perfectly protected.

It made her want to cry.

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and there we have it. I know it's a little random but I feel like sometimes we carry the weight of lifetimes with us and forget how young we are in the grand scheme of things. It's okay. We'll figure this out together.

[thetraingotsetonfireonmidnight]

Hear me out fake boyfriend but with Bakugo and he just shows you that he’s madly in love with you and you feel the same

I'm very much listening

𝕱𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝕯𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕭𝖆𝖐𝖚𝖌𝖔𝖚

Warnings: immature humor

You both needed to fake date each other to get your parents off your case

But to make sure no one was suspicious, you had to keep up the act

Being pros had its consequences, one of them being that everyone was filming your every move

If you suddenly stopped acting like a couple, the media would jump on you for it, and your parents would find out.

On top of that, Bakugou needed this fake relationship to boost his approval rating.

He said he'd rather roll over on the floor and croak before giving in and dating someone

But someone making a small comment about how it'd be impossible for Bakugou to get anyone to fake date him fired him up

You were the only one he would find himself tolerating, so he settled for you

He didn't really ask you, he kinda just said it

"You and I are going to fake date."

And you had nothing better to do so you agreed.

At first, bakugou was extremely hard to work with.

he'd death grip your hand anytime you were walking together in public.

His posture was terrible. Bent over like a rotten banana while walking in the most ridiculous way possible.

Bringing his knees waist high with each step and bringing them down harshly as if the street had murdered his whole family.

His mouth would be curled into a snarl as if he were taking the fattest shit known to man.

You made the mistake of asking him to try to smile for the paparazzi

His smile was horrendous

The second he curled his lips and revealed his gritting fangs at you, you felt your smile slip from your face as the thought of turning around and running ran through your mind.

Don't get you started on when you needed to kiss his cheek.

You warned him that you would need to do so at some point, he agreed that it would make the relationship more convincing

But he still didn't make it any easier

Everytime you pressed a kiss to his cheek, he'd growl like a feral dog

Anytime he had to kiss your cheek, he'd mash his face into your cheek and then wipe his mouth

The worst part? The public bought it.

They would have been more shocked if he had been affectionate with you, because why would the Great-Explosion-Murder-God-long ass name-Mcgee-Dynamite be loving

Though the lie was working, Bakugou's PR team wasn't pleased

They told him that the whole point of the fake relationship was to make the public see a softer side to him. No one would like him more if they saw him barking at his partner for kissing his cheek.

If anything, that gave haters more ground to dislike him.

So Bakugou decided to try a bit more for you.

Meet you in the middle.

It was only fair because you weren't gaining much from fake dating him

He owed you that much.

To help your "chemistry", he started hanging out with you more privately.

If he knew you better, he might feel better about being openly affectionate.

As you two got to know each other better, you realized you got along with him more than you had expected.

It took Bakugou awhile to realize he liked you.

It wasn't until he was at the store thinking about what you wanted for dinner that he realized he went and fell for you

Its not like you two lived together

So why was he thinking about what you'd want for dinner as if he'd be eating with you?

Had you really become such a huge part of his life ?

He wanted to run away from this feeling

But couldn't bring himself to.

His feelings for you become more and more obvious when he starts showing affection when it's not needed

He'll grab your hand even though no one can see it

This time he's much more gentle with your hand.

He even let's you grab his arm now. He says he prefers it anyway cause his quirk makes hand holding awkward

"Plus I don't think you'd wanna get blown up at a Whole Foods of all places." He smiles

You tried to ignore the fact that his words implied that he wouldn't have minded blowing you up when you first had started "dating" him, and tried to focus on the fact that he was clearly more comfortable around you.

He no longer growled when you kissed his cheek.

In fact, sometimes he'd stare at you looking offended if you tried to say goodbye with out kissing him.

Neither of you addressed the fact that you had started kissing his cheek even when no one was looking.

He'd casually throw his arm around you

He started kissing your cheek back

He's been buying you gifts as well

He claims that it's only so you can't say he owes you, but you knew better

If that had really been the case, he would've started buying you things a long time ago.

But the most surprising?

He's started openly talking about you in interviews.

Usually, he'd tell people to screw off if they asked about you

Or he'd give basic and short answers if his PR team had just gotten done yelling at him.

But now he talked about you fondly

Praising and bragging about you

"Your partner seems to be climbing the charts! You must be proud of them."

"Who wouldn't be?"

Somewhere along the line, the relationship stopped being fake.

The dates, the kisses, the hand holding

It all became real

And neither of you were complaining

[vampyrsm]

heyyy do you accept request? sorry if you don't, but if you do, can we get a part 2 for infidelity one just wanna see bakugo and yn living their best lives while shoto and momo burns in hell with their regret HAHA

hi! i do indeed do requests! and of course, yn and bakugo deserve the world after what shoto & momo did smh, hope this is what you wanted! (here's the first part for anyone wanting to read!)

cw; tiny amount of past angst, shoto gets what he deserves. (1.1k word count)

Every hero knew not to read too far into social media, to not feed into the buzz of the reporters who were just looking for a scoop and the chance to put a spotlight on the heroes who were less than savoury.

But you couldn't exactly help yourself, not when you opened your Twitter that morning to find 'Shoto Todoroki' trending once again. It had been like this for the last 6 months of your life, ever since that confrontation in front of Shoto's agency.

He had been on a direct path to ruining his own career, multiple scandals had actually come to light once some reporter managed to get enough information out of bystanders who watched the initial fight.

Today's scandal happened to be about both Shoto and Momo apparently, the latter making your lips naturally turn down into a frown. Sure you were in a much better place now but the thought of the Everything Hero still made you a little bitter.

You continued to scroll through the numerous tweets of fans, some yours and some theirs. Clicking on one of the top news outlets' tweets, you instantly widened your eyes at what you were seeing. Momo had been spotted with not just another man, but a woman too. It took everything in you to not start laughing at what Shoto could possibly be thinking. Maybe it was some form of karma, you hoped it was. He deserved to feel just a bit of the pain he put you through.

A tiny part of you did feel some sort of sympathy for him, it was an awful feeling to discover someone you thought you loved cheat on you and discard a relationship as if it meant nothing, but you figured that just came from a place deep inside of you that once loved him.

But you were in a much better place now, what you once thought was love was nothing compared to what you felt now.

Speaking of said love, you smiled at the feeling of a pair of arms snaking their way around your waist and pulling you back into a solid wall of pure, warm, muscle. A heavy head rested on top of your own, chin digging into the crown of your head uncomfortably but you made no move to shove the lump of a man off of you.

"Mornin' love." You said quietly, you were currently standing just in front of the kitchen island in your shared apartment with Katsuki, some thought perhaps you were just using him as a rebound but if anyone knew the two of you from high school - they knew it was genuine what you both felt for each other.

He remained quiet, you knew what he was doing. You had told him to stop doing it, but he never did. He was reading your phone over your shoulder, or rather over your head. You were still halfway through the article, a picture of both Momo and Shoto seeming to be mid-shouting match outside some fancy restaurant.

His hands continued to hold you close before he finally offered his input, "He's just getting what he deserves," you tilted your head slightly so his head fell from the perch on your head and he was forced to meet your gaze. "So stop reading into it, I know what you're like in that head of yours." He knew you so well, perhaps too well...

"I know," you reply, eyes dropping back to look at the picture of the two heroes arguing. It was eerily similar to the picture that surfaced from your initial fight with Shoto. Katsuki did a great job with helping you in the fallout, his own PR team worked with your own in making sure your image wasn't dragged through the mud and that Shoto was in fact the one who cheated.

Of course, they couldn't stop all the hate, most of it coming from his fans who tried to say you weren't good enough for the Fire and Ice hero. Some say that they always wanted him and Momo to be together, that you were just a bed warmer. It kept you up a lot of nights, and in turn that meant Katsuki was up a lot of nights comforting you. Telling you that they were all idiots, and they were wrong. Shoto was in the wrong, not you.

Katsuki laid a single kiss behind your ear before straightening out to his full height. His hands lingered for a moment longer, a final peck to the crown of your hair before he stepped around you to go about his morning routine.

"So the Commission sent us an invit—" you start, wanting to change the topic.

"No." he responded quickly, he was such a baby about these sorts of things so you pouted. He must've known you were pouting because he glared over his shoulder, giving you a challenging look. "We're not goin' to some shitty party. They're all the same corporate bullshit."

"But Katsuki!" you all but whined, he seemed very adamant on sticking this one out, until you smirked at a fleeting idea. It was maybe a bit childish of you to think of, but you couldn't bring yourself to care about the possible outcome. You knew Katsuki well, he was very competitive, always had been, and always loved to prove that he was the best at everything.

He must've thought you were done with the topic, continuing to fix up the bento box he was going to take to work until he felt your arms slither around his waist, your forehead against his back muscles.

"Don't you wanna rub it in Shoto's face that we're so much better than him?"

He froze in your grip, hands hovering over the onigiri he was organising to fit more in. He fell right into your trap, you smiled against his back at your tiny, perhaps a little petty, victory.

"C'mon.. it'll be fun watching him squirm all night, I'll even wear that red—"

"Fine! We'll go." he turned in your grip, a large finger pointed in your face. "But only because I want to show that icyhot bastard he made the biggest mistake of his life giving you up." his words warmed your heart, smiling so brightly up at him that his face broke out into a bright blush.

He groaned, shoving your face away and peeling you off of his body as he grumbled the entire time about you 'always managing to make him say such embarrassing sappy shit'. You both knew he loved being soft with you though.

You smiled to yourself, setting back against the counter and glancing at the forgotten article on your phone. That tinge of guilt was snuffed away completely with the love Katsuki offered you.

hope this was good enough! needed a break from the angst i've been writing so this was a nice little fluffy piece :)

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Yo what up, I'm a fictive introject of Denki Kaminari!✌

This isn't an RP blog but I'm totally cool with answering asks, headcanon request things and short fiction/fluff requests so send them in! Spicy ones are maybe okay, just nothing super NSFW okayyy?? ✌

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I prefer writing for Kaminari (obviouslyyyy lol) but I'll also write for Bakugou, Kirishima, Midoriya, Shouto and possibly some other classmates from class 1-A. Feel free to send in things for other and I may or may not write them, I have to be in the right mood to write for some of the others.

[Edited on 04/29/2024]

[aspiring-writer-hidden-voice]

ice-joestar sent me a request the other day!

Please tell me if you are not comfortable with this request ~

Genre : comedy. Fandom : bnha. Characters : kirishima, izuku, bakugo and shinsou.

Request : * please listen the song Captain save a hoe - E-40 * and reader whenever possible when he sees her boyfriend hero shouts "I wanna be saaaaaved" 🤣🙈

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Thank you so much for the request! I had fun while writing this! So I present:

Being saved by the heroes in a different sort of way!

Eijiro Kirishima

“Another day, another dollar, another caffeinated grind of the mill.” You sigh heavily while slipping out onto the busy streets full of people. To them, just like the bosses at your three part time jobs, you were a replaceable cog in a never stopping machine that was the economy. The large hoop earrings you wore glittered subtly in the weak sunlight coming in through the clouds hanging low enough to obscure the view of every towering building around. Today was one of the extremely rare days you had off from all the work so you’d setup a time to meet up with your super secret boyfriend that no one knew about. A quick glance was spared over your shoulder as the call of your name rose above the traffic. Groaning, you turned to face the three men who came to a stop a short distance from you. “Seriously? What do I have to do for you three to take the hint that I’m not interested?”

“Doll face, c’mon, you know he’ll pay good money for your time!” They chorused.

A twitch appeared in your brow. “I don’t care if he’s offering the freakin’ Taj Mahal! I’m busy!” You were just about to turn away when they dared remind you of the family debt still owed and mention of forgiveness if you agreed to the marriage interview. Did no one seriously understand that’s exactly why you would rather work so much it it meant that you’d be free from marrying someone like their don? “I’ll settle the debt on my terms, not yours or anyone else’s.”

They surrounded you with serious expressions. “You’re coming with us even if we have to drag you.”

Your gaze darted around the crowd until it locked upon a familiar head of long crimson hair. Making a break for it, you slipped past the trio and all but tackled the unsuspecting man who grunted from your weight colliding with his that sent you both to the ground in a heap. Snuggling up to his side you stiffened when three pairs of hands made to pull you back up. “I need to be saaaaaaved, Sharky!”

Each pair of foreign hands instantly vanished from your behind as he all but slung you over his shoulder while standing, relief filling you when spotting the goons disappearing from sight. It was short lived due to the sudden smack to your behind courtesy of the red head’s palm meeting it. “Hey!”

“That’s for making me wait.” He grinned, those ruby eyes of his side eyeing you as he began walking. “Wish you’d just let me marry you already and then they wouldn’t even think of coming anywhere near ya.”

“And let you inherit my family debt? Not on my watch.” Your tongue stuck out between pursed lips. “And what the heck was that back there? Thought you wouldn’t have crumbled like that in a million years!”

“You caught me by surprise!” A smirk raised his lips when three other goons dressed in a similar manner to the previous ones appeared ahead. “Guess they can’t take a hint that you’re not interested. Should I knock them to Kingdom Come?”

“And get yourself thrown in jail?! No!” That devious glint in his eyes should have been your warning that he was scheming something devious but it wasn’t as if you had the strength to stop him anyways as he set you on your feet. “What are you—” Pain seared as his teeth suddenly took hold of your shoulder.

Whatever signal it sent the new three instantly made themselves scarce but not before the resounding impact of your palm against his cheek filled the air. Swallowing the lump that had risen in your throat, you fixed him with a glare. “Bite me like that again and I’ll let my kids loose at your agency, buddy!”

As if on cue, a boy and girl around the age of ten came catapulting as if from thin air to land duo kicks to the pro hero’s core, their combined momentum causing him to knock into a nearby light post. “Leave our mama alone, you shark!”

A smirk raised your lips when Eijiro swept them both up to playfully gnaw on their shoulders and earning fits of laughter. Looked like if things continued he might be the one who needed saving.

Shinsou

A hand drug down the span of your face while sighing in exasperation as a small bell rang. The chair across from you became vacant as a break was announced, giving you a brief reprieve from the seemingly endless candidates. How had you let your friend convince you this was a good idea in the first place?

“Another drink?”

Oh, yeah, the free open bar. The empty glass disappeared but was quickly replaced by a full one courtesy of a waiter who bowed then departed with a friendly smile. Your lips pursed once taking a sip then fell into a frown when one of the candidates approached your table. They wore a tan corduroy- seriously? -suit with a fuzzy caterpillar stache beneath their long nose. Before their mouth could open your hand had risen with a shake of your head. “Sorry, it’s a no from me and not because of your strange obsession with antique dolls but the fact you live in a building that was once an abandoned asylum which earns my answer.” The table’s surface met that of your forehead when they took the hint to leave and did so, leaving you finally alone to your thoughts within the canopied space once the curtains had been closed. “Ugh, not a single one piqued my interest and the ones that almost did were promising psychopaths.” Your gaze flittered up to the curtains made of chiffon, searching for your friend and gaping when finding them beelining for the exit with one on each arm. That traitor! The table met your forehead again with a drawn out whine. “I wanna be saaaaaved!”

“See your friend ditched ya. Mine did too.” A voice from the booth behind you commented, their shadow shifting closer to your own.

“Greatest in the world they are.” You sighed once downing the rest of your drink. “And I heard they don’t let anyone leave unless they’ve got a partner so no escape for me.”

A disinterested grunt was his answer as you picked at an invisible piece of lint on the seat. “Keep a secret?”

“Not like I’ve got anyone to share it with currently.”

“I’m supposed to be looking for a villain known for targeting couples in the area but doesn’t look like they’re here tonight.”

A laugh bubbled up your throat. “I can one up ya, buddy, my friend brought me here to meet some guy whose got a brainwashing quirk just so that I wouldn’t feel so bad about my own. I can make people act like any animal I name so long as I maintain eye contact.”

The curtains shifted as a laugh sounded but it wasn’t mocking or degrading. If anything it sounded as if he was interested and excited. “That I’d kill to see.” A finger appeared within the curtain’s split, pulling it back to reveal a young man with tousled navy hair and heavily shadowed eyes. Even so you couldn’t help but think he was handsome. “Shinsou’s my name. Think you’re friend was talking about me, I’m the one with the brainwashing quirk.” The smallest of smiles lifted his mouth’s corner as you offered him your hand with a self introduction. His hand was a bit bigger than your own but not overly so as he shook it with just enough grip to relay sincerity. “Couldn’t help but overhear your earlier statement. Whaddya say that we save each other and get the heck out of here?”

You both shared a smile when a figure came to a stop before your table, looked like tonight was going to be exciting after all. Maybe the two of you should work undercover more.

Deku

“Seriously?!”

Tenya slid the glasses he wore back up the ridge of his nose. “Affirmative. You wrongly answered the last several practice questions repeatedly.” That bright light glare appeared across the lenses. “Perhaps we should review the material again.”

Your arms rose to cover your head as it fell to rest upon the table. “I can’t think straight anymore! I can’t even remember my own name by this point!”

“An exaggeration if I’ve ever heard one,” he sighed while looking at the nearby clock, “though I do suppose a break is in order.”

“Freedom!” You crow loudly while standing, stretching arms above your head while walking towards the nearby door that would lead to the outside patio.

The cool night air felt so good against your skin as the door slid closed behind you, earning a blissful sigh from between your lips as you took a deep breath. Cedar, pine, even the faintest hints of the coming frost teased your nose with each inhale you took. Stars twinkled above your head from their blanket of night as you took a few steps away from the dorm to stand on bare soil. A sound came from your right, which you promptly ignored thinking that it was a small animal or a classmate returning from an errand, but felt annoyance fill you when the presence didn’t dissipate. “Oh, come on, Tenya, I just got out here. Break can’t be over already!”

“Sorry to disappoint,” a different voice than you expected came with a chuckle, “but I can leave you alone if that’s what you need.”

Your hands instantly latched onto his wrists before the forest haired teen could move away, almost about to cry in relief knowing it was Deku who had come to find you. A wide grin lifted your lips as he tilted his head at your display of excitement when an idea occurred to you. “I need to be saaaaaved, Deku, and you’re the perfect person to do it!”

Within his freckled cheeks rose a bright red blush capable of rivaling Kirishima’s hair at your words. “I- You- What?!”

His gaze and yours remained steadfast until it dawned on you just how he was taking them. A shriek slipped up your throat while releasing his wrists, turning away so that he couldn’t see your blush with a squeak. “That’s not what I meant and you know it! D-don’t go twisting my words like that!”

“S-s-sorry! It won’t happen again!”

With a sigh, you faced him once ensuring that your face had returned to normal and bristled when the call of your name came from inside. “Now seriously, I need you to come in and save me from Tenya’s study session!”

His emerald gaze flittered between you and the dorm door, the gears within his mind visibly cranking before they came to a halt, and a grin nearly split his face in two. “I’ve got a better idea.”

Not in a million years had you expected him to do what came next.

Textbooks and various other notes were laid out across the table you’d been using, Tenya and Deku on either side of you. The spectacled classmate looked to be in better spirits while bouncing between the various papers while Deku’s calming presence seemed to fuel your motivation to succeed in the night’s study session. If something wasn’t clicking via Tenya’s explanation, Deku would bounce in with his own that would fill in the missing pieces you needed. The problems and questions which had tripped you so badly before now seemed like minor little skips like hop-scotch. Anytime that you began to feel overwhelmed he was ready with a smile and briefest of nudges that were his knee against your own that gave silent encouragement.

Night gave way to daytime, meaning that the day of the big test had arrived, but you picked up that pencil with purpose and confidence. It may have taken you a bit longer than you’d liked yet the satisfaction that rose upon handing it to the sensei was more than you could almost bare. Patiently you waited outside his classroom with two drinks in hand; one for him and the other for yourself. He perked the moment his gaze found you, hurrying across the hall once closing the door behind him, and grinned widely when you offered him the sweet treat.

A blush tinted his cheeks when you winked. “Thanks for being my hero and saving me, Deku.”

The biggest and brightest grin you’d ever seen on him appeared as the sun outside came out from behind the clouds, blinding you by the glare off of his pristine white teeth.

“Ah, I’m blinded by the light!”

“S-sorry!”

Katsuki

Anger filled you as the gathering crowd down below began pointing their phones upwards in your direction. Flaming cheeks aside, you were grateful for the breeze that swept by which cooled your skin slightly against the sun’s harsh light. The clothing you wore was becoming tighter with each passing second the longer you remained in this embarrassing position. It had just been a normal day of work when a villain all of sudden came crashing through the nearby wall where you were standing. Guess no one would blame you for holding a grudge agains them yet it was the hero who had come barreling in after who fueled your current anger and resentment. If it hadn’t been for them then you wouldn’t be dangling by the strength of your jacket’s fibers which had been skewered by a support beam while the rest of the building was almost rendered to ruin.

“I already said I’m sorry so forgive me already.”

“Like hell I will!” You shout back venomously at the speaker while several of your coworkers encouraged forgiveness. “Are you all serious?! He was the one who made me wind up in this situation! My favorite skirt is ruined too!”

A drawn out huff sounded from the lone figure who stared up at you with bright carmine eyes. “I��ll buy you another one, damnit, so quit your complaining!”

With your own huff, you crossed your arms and faced away from them with a snap of your neck. “I wouldn’t be in this mess if Deku or Red Riot had been here instead.”

“Son of a—Take that back!”

“No!” Brief satisfaction filled you when silence fell until suspense filled gasped sounded, earning your interest.

Out of nowhere a hand took hold of your chin, causing your head to turn towards the building’s wall that you’d fallen out of and find yourself transfixed by bright red eyes shining with amusement. Dynamight, otherwise known as Katsuki Bakugo, trailed a gloved thumb across your lips as his own lifted into a smirk. It was still warm from the explosions that he’d set off earlier, causing the faint traces of charcoal and salty sweat to tickle your nose. “I said take it back.”

“Make me.” The retort had slipped out of your mouth before consciously aware it was about to, surprising yourself and him judging from the widening of his gaze. Fuse had been lit on your temper, being as it had already been one hell of a long day for you, so you were just getting started. “You were sloppy, rushing, and inconsiderate of the innocents who were around you! That villain was just trying to steal some food from the nearby grocery store across the street, right? There was no need for you to go berserk on them like that! And as far as I’m concerned, you’re the one who needs a giant helping of humble pie because that was just pathetic!”

His expression became one that you knew all too well which meant he had something planned for you before he released and turned away. “Fine then. Hang here all night for all I care. I’m not gonna lift a finger until I hear the magic words.” That smirk raising his lips became more devious when he pointed downward where a few male members from the workplace were gathered.

It didn’t take long for you to understand why they were directly beneath where you were hanging thanks to a breeze that swept through. A brief shimmy of your hips and thighs revealed your worst fear: the tights you’d opted to wore had torn to reveal the underlying underwear! You now knew a whole different level of embarrassment and humiliation as they continued to stare up at you despite how vigilant you tried to fold your legs. How long have you been hanging up here with the whole city block getting a view of your underwear?!

“I’m waiting.”

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you sheepishly hung your head. “I’m sorry, okay, I didn’t mean all that. It’s just been—”

“I wanna hear you say it.”

For a split second you had no idea what he was insinuating until spotting the smirk he wore. “N-no way!”

He leaned against the nearby slab of concrete. “I ain’t moving until you say it loud enough for them side characters to hear.”

Pride abandoned you when a wolf whistle sounded from below. The humble pie that was meant for him instead shoved its way into your own gullet as you took a deep inhale. “I need you to saaaaaave me, Dynamight!” You practically screamed at the top of your lungs.

By the look on his face he definitely hadn’t expected you to shout, let alone scream, the phrase he wanted to hear. Especially not with as much emotion that was behind it. A flush bloomed within his cheeks from beneath the mask that spread down his neck and to the tips of his ears as he remained frozen in place. The next whistle though broke him free of the stupor and he effortlessly freed your coat from its confinement, easily hoisting you up into his arms so that he could carry you while preserving what was left of your decency by tucking an arm beneath your behind. Hiding your face within the crook of his neck, you failed to witness the warning glares he shot any who attempted to approach before placing you upon your feet. He kept you from walking away by the fingers that lingered around your wrist, ensuring that you saw his raised eyebrow that asked if you were truly okay then released once you’d nodded.

Later you found a replacement for your ruined skit and panty hose waiting for you courtesy of a delivery person as your residence.

[sparkles-and-trash]

mha comfort/fluff drabbles and headcanon requests open ~

hello friends <3

I've wanted to open requests again for a while, and considering how things are going in canon, and the manga being on break until the new year, I figured some lighthearted ones could be fun!

I write for most ships, but my main ones are dabihawks, tododeku, bakutodo, momojiro, kiribaku, and shinkami!

I have very few notp's tho, so if you want to request something not mentioned, go for it! <3

the requests doesn't have to be ship related btw, and as long as he concept isn't too angst or sad, mostly anything goes!

if you don't have a request of your own, you can also let me know if there anything from my wipe's list you wanna see sooner than later!

Christmas themed requests are also welcome <3

masterlist - wip list - ao3

[namjoon-koya]

Thank you for taking my request? It was beautifully written.

I was wondering if I can another Headcannon of Aizawa, FatGum and Hawks seeing their s/o coming back a long mission and were about to greet them but Eri runs over to them first, their s/o kneels down arms open and gives Eri great big hug?

Just something sweet and adorable.

Thank you and take your time writing it.

a/n: sorry I’m late on this again😭 but I hope you enjoy it! This was a really cute request! Also I only wrote for Aizawa and Hawks just because I was struggling a little bit to figure out what to write for Fatgum, but I hope you enjoy it!

Aizawa:

People usually never saw Aizawa smile or at least act happy, he was always sleeping in his sleeping bag or just had a plain look on his face, but not this time. You were gone for a few weeks for a mission and it required you to be away from home, Aizawa wasn’t happy to hear you say you were leaving; but he understood that it was part of being a hero. Even while a few of his coworkers didn’t notice the glee in his eyes it was Toshinori and Hizashi who did notice.

“Are you excited that they’re finally coming back?” Eri asked as she continued to draw onto a piece of paper, he wanted to say hell yeah; but instead settled on saying yes to her question. He knows you wouldn’t appreciate hearing Eri say hell yes, if you asked her if she wanted pancakes for breakfast. “Done! Do you think they’ll like it?” Eri asked showing Aizawa the drawing she was working on, it could make out a family on the drawing.

It was Eri, you and him together holding hands, in the background it read “WELCOME BACK!” He knew anything Eri gave you, you would love it. “They definitely will” he said gently smiling at Eri. He heard the door click open and that’s when he saw you walk through the door, he wanted to run over to you and hold you in his arms. Even while it was just a few weeks of you being away, it almost felt like you were gone for a year.

Aizawa was getting ready to walk over to you, but that’s when he saw small flash run right past him. Eri beat him to you first, she was quick to open her arms wide open and you were quick to catch her in yours. You picked her up and gently spun her around “Eri! I missed you so much!” You said happily, “I missed you too! I’m happy you’re back home”

You looked over at Aizawa and saw a warm pleasant smile on his face, you knew he was taking in the scene in front of him. “Aren’t you going to say you missed me?” You asked him, Aizawa gave you a teasing look “course I didn’t miss you, it was quiet without you.” “Liar! You told me you didn’t like the house being quiet since they weren’t home” Eri that little traitor, but she was right. It was too quiet without you and he disliked it, he walks over to you and gently plants a soft kiss on your lips.

“Welcome back”

Hawks:

Hawks was excited to see you again, both of you did hero work. Yet most of the time it was you who had to leave on a mission trip, mostly because the hero commission told him he has to stay behind while you had to go. He didn’t like it, but he knew you wouldn’t argue against it. Aizawa, All Might and Eri were waiting for your arrival at the airport, while hawks never really formed a bond with Eri. You did you were there when they rescued Eri from overhaul and were there when she was recovering in the hospital, Hawks saw how gentle you were towards her which made his heart explode.

He felt a nudge against his shoulder, it was All Might getting his attention “here they come” he said winking at Hawks, shit if only he could fly towards you already and hold you in his arms. He missed you a lot, more than you could even imagine. At nights without you next to him he felt restless it was too cold without you next to him, when hawks saw you he felt his feathers fluff up at the sight of you. (His feathers did the same thing when he first noticed you during a meeting and of course it’s noticeable and he was EMBARRASSED because endeavor asked him about it)

When you got a bit closer Hawks was getting ready to run up to you until he saw someone else had beat him to you first, it was Eri she had his arms wide open and you were quick to drop your things and give her a hug back. Hawks was a bit jealous just because he wanted to give you a hug first, but seeing how happy you made Eri made him happy as well. You told him the things she went through when you and the others saved her, it was obvious you being there made her feel safe. “sorry I couldn’t hold her back, Eri was really just excited to see them again” Aizawa said as he walked over to Hawks, “don’t apologize it’s fine”

Once the both of you locked eyes onto each other that’s when he walked over to you, “hey there dove, it’s nice to see you again” he said planting a kiss on your forehead “what no kiss on the lips?” “Hey there’s a kid right in front of us” you rolled your eyes at him, “I really did miss you” he said again “so did I”

[chainelunaire]

I have a question to ask? Remember that Carrie Underwood song “before he cheats” How would your Best friend the LOV members? Dabi, Shigaraki, Spinner, (separately) help you get revenge on your cheating EX?

this is fun, thank you for asking!

dabi: i think since he's a bit of an asshole he would at first try to some sort of... tease you about it? he's so nonchalant and aloof about any crap in his life, he assumes everyone around him are the same. well, it sure does sound like he's straight up mocking you, so when he sees how much this whole situation truly hurts you he finally stops. he doesn't like seeing you in pain, he claims that he doesn't care, but yeah he does. also, out of the three he's the best companion for a revenge. don't get me wrong, he'll happily help, but he won't do anything himself. this has some deeper meaning actually rather than his laziness. he believes it is important to not take the satisfaction from you, he knows the importance of this firsthand. this revenge is yours to take, it's your moment of pride. it's his gift for you, if you will. he'll help with planning everything tho. he's calculating and calm when he needs to be; very patient and can teach you a thing or two about waiting for the exactly right moment. sometimes he's almost too slow for your liking, but on the other hand everything he'd planned for you goes exactly like he predicted, so you better listen. due to his sadistic nature, he's not above playing with the victim, and he will teach you that too. big fan of creating suspense, some sort of pressure. like those old hollywood noir films come to mind. he will absolutely help to scare your poor ex from the shadows, slowly driving him crazy with anxiety. not only is he proud of your dark side shining so brightly, but he really finds it fun. depends on you, if you want for things to get really violent or not, but he'll at least try to persuade you to let go and enjoy the ride. and if you listen to him, things can get messy (only slightly, bc dabi really enjoys clean work and he's too lazy to go after anybody else than this scumbag). shigaraki could be annoyed for a day or two, but... actually, no, he won't be pissed at all. great job you two.

shigaraki: oh. he's beyond excited. not because of your suffering, of course, but bc now The Real Game begins. has his own ways to comfort you, the most obvious one being trashing you ex with the most degrading insults you may only think of. will never let you think that was your fault, he literally feels his blood boil every time he hears something like that. you don't even have to ask him to help you, one day he's suddenly in your room with an insanely throughout plan and most batshit crazy glimmer in his eyes, so you better take the chance while you can. he finds great joy in helping you by planning everything for you, it really is a new game to him. but this time he's doing it for a friend, for someone he finds dear, so he kinda wants to take the burden off your shoulders. unlike dabi, he will get involved directly in this mess, he doesn't think he's taking anything from you - quite the opposite. he's given you the opportunity. and, he probably won't admit it, but he's really willing to do all the work for you, if it's too painful for you now. he doesn't want to, but he could. buuut, he'd still rather wait (even though he's not a fan of waiting) and you do the main act yourself. he's not patient at all tho. he also prefers the revenge to be fast and brutal. not a fan of theatrics, he's a straight to a point kind of guy. also, unlike dabi, he absolutely will go after every single one person involved, jesus christ even your ex's parents included, this whole thing gets soooo messy omg. at some point it really feels like the whole city knows you were cheated on. he doesn't find it embarrassing at all, there's nothing to be ashamed of. at the very end, you'll be the one who's having the last laugh, so he's kinda right. whether you like it or not, things will get really violent when he's involved, and he won't stop until the last person who had offended you is down. he's like a hell hound, some sort of a death reaper. and even if your ex thinks he can escape, because he's the last in shigaraki's list, well... not really. no one can run away from shigaraki tomura, and in the end you find great satisfaction in this knowledge.

spinner: the only decent one who at least tries (once) to convince you not to do it. he does this mostly on autopilot, because he's a considerate friend. he feels nothing towards that shithead, but he's worried that you would regret it later. actually, the only one that expresses his worries about you to you, verbally. he's surprisingly good at communicating his feelings, and he feels awful for you, he really-really does. he doesn't want to make it even worse (even though he really wants to throw some particularly heavy things at some faces). when he's finally sure you won't change your mind, he's all about business. he's not a big fan of a bloodbath, but he believes in power public humiliation holds. sadly, he knows it firsthand. he's very meticious with all the blackmail and he's great with timing. the cleanest work one could imagine (only dabi compares, but he has understandably more experience). he too is great in driving your ex crazy with anxiety, but in a much more subtle way. he won't scare anyone directly, but his actions create a very negative, anxious environment to your ex. the whole thing is building up rather slowly, but consictently. if you want things to go a little more bloody, spinner may ask dabi or shigaraki for help actually, without revealing the main reason. it's still less messy if the whole gang was involved, but now it's definitely much scarier for your ex. he will set traps and will get your ex recorded, he will collect every piece of information he could find, and he will reveal it at the right moment. he's not above some fake leaks either - everything will work. he would definitely make sure that almost everyone in city knows your ex's dirty laundry. it's so not pretty in general, bc believe it or not, spinner is great at understanding people and how they think and behave. he knows that the crowd is always hungry and all he needs to do is to throw it a bone. it may even look like he's not done much, because it's your ex's surroundings who are tearing him apart, not you or spinner. as i said, he's not at all as sadistic as those two above, but he too will find some sick sort of enjoyment at the end. he really, really knows how it feels, and he knows very well that death can feel like a much more merciful option. living with such hate is a lot harder, than just dying, and spinner just proved you that.

[sweet-honey-tears]

Bartender Shinso

Shinso x fem!Reader part 2

This is part 2 of Bartender Shinso- sorry for the wait! It’s more suggestive then the last one- but still not straight up smut. If there’s a tag I should use- please let me know. Also thank you for the request!🤍 part 1

Warning: Extremely Suggestive themes(is a warning for when it starts), drinking, mention of being self-conscious, pet names (Kitty, kitten,babygirl) the author doesn't know much about bartending

Dating Shinso is a little funny.

Your first date is in the morning, and he’s 15 minutes late. You’re chewing your lip, staring down at your Luke-warm coffee.

“ Y/N! I’m so sorry!” You hear Shinso shout as he runs toward you.

You look up and you realize why he was late. His eyes have such dark circles he could almost pull off a vampire. His lavender hair is mused from running. His purple flannel is almost hanging off his shoulder and he’s wearing black jeans with a black shirt with the club's names on it. He’s also wearing his work shoes. Something you’ve only ever caught glimpses of from over the counter. The shoes are purple, with messily drawn cats on them. He told you his little sister did them. He must have just got out of work- or very recently did. You mentally slap yourself for picking a date in the morning of all times.

“Shit- sorry. I-”

“It’s okay Sin.” Shin, the name makes him smile but his guilt creeps on still. “You just got out, didn’t you?”

He looks at you surprised but gives a tired grin. “That obvious?”

“You’re wearing your work shoe…. And the Club's name is on your shirt” You smile sweetly. He looks down, seeming shocked at his own clothing. His cheeks darkened in embarrassment. “I got out at 3 am… then ran around cause Eri has a cold and…” his voice trails off as he shakes his head, a tired smile. It causes your cheeks to darken. “Come on, let's go get coffee and some breakfast,” you ask with a small smile. “Or dinner, for you?” Shisno laughed again. You asked if he wanted to cancel, and he said no. You both just sat and talked.

Dating Shinso is funny. It’s almost like dating a vampire. Mostly at night, before his shift, or early morning when the sky’s still dark.

“Kitten, go home. I know you're tired,”

He says softly to you. Leaning over the counter to cup your cheek.

“No. I wanna be here when you get off shift.”

“Babygirl, they'll kick you out for closing.”

You shrug. “Then I'll wait till then.”

They do the first few times- then they just stop. Watching you take a broom and help sweep up or wash the counters, just wanting to help out to get Shinso home sooner. The owner laughs, asking if you want a job.

The bouncers know you by name, and the waiters smile at you constantly. “Aw, Shinso’s Sweetheart is here!” one of the girls always says. Her song voice holds nothing but love and adoration at the sight.

Shinso’s busy and tired, juggling college classes(I can't come up with just one subject so you pick- ) and work- so you'll usually help him out. Whether it be getting groceries or doing small tasks so he can rest or study.

You met Eri without Shinso due to this The young teenager spotted you at the grocery store. Quietly and slowly walking up to you. She had apparently seen a photo of you on Shinso’s home screen when he came to visit and wanted to see if it really was you. The two of you chatted nicely, your eyes glancing over her shoulder to see a dark-haired man leaning on the shopping cart. His eyes lazily watching the two of you.

“Ah yeah, that's Azawia. He can be scary looking but he's a good guy. He worked with social services while in the police force before he became a teacher.”

A year or two later when you move into his appointment , you’re still trying to stay up for him. Waiting till the wee hours of the night and early morning to see him.

He smiles when he sees you fast asleep on the couch. Your cat Purrbon (like bourbon but with purr) fast asleep on your chest. No matter how tired he is, he’ll pick your sleeping form up and carry you to bed. Tucking you in before getting ready himself.

Shinso usually wakes up much later than you do, which is no surprise considering your different jobs. And on days you really can’t stay up, he’ll check his phone to see a wall of messages. Spanning from “I love you” to dinner ideas or random thoughts.

“I don’t expect you to read them shin! I know it’s a lot. I just miss you and… well I need to get it out somehow and Purrbon and only take so many snuggles!” You’re embarrassed, anxious, worried he’s angry.

Ah, that’s right- Shinso remembers the time you got drunk with the girls and he came home from work to find the pretty calico cat covered in lipstick marks. (You’re friends drove you home)

Shinso smiles at the thought. “I don’t mind if you send them then. They’re nice to look back to on very late nights.”

Those late nights, he’ll come home to a meal wrapped in plastic wrap in the fridge.

On some very early mornings, he’ll come home to find you sleepily at the stove in a bathrobe.

“Oh Shiny, you’re home.”

“What are you doing up?” He doesn’t mean to, but his voice is sharp and tired and he watches your shoulders drop. “No kitty I- I’m sorry it was a long night. Someone started a fight…” he mumbles into your shoulder, his arms around your waist as he presses himself into your back.

“It’s okay Shin, it’s late and I know you’re tired.” Your sweet sleepy voice says and his heart aches. He watches you make him eggs and rice, sitting down with him in the comfortable silence.

SPICE

Shinso’s also forced you to love yourself more. The love bites on your hips and thighs are hard to hide on some days.

“I’m not moving till you say it kitty.”

“Sh-shin- shin please this is embarrassing”

“Nah uh, kitty. Say it or nothing.”

His heart aches when he watches you struggle to see yourself in the way he does.

“Oh kitty you’re so fucking pretty. Fuck”

He comes up behind you in the mirror, his ringed hands resting on your waist. You’re both dressed for the club. He finally has a day off from working at a club and now he’s being dragged to a different one. Mostly at the constant harassment of his and your friends but still. He squeezes your waist.

“Kitty… imma have to be with you the whole night. Won’t be able to let you out of my sight.”

“What do you mean?”

“The other guys won’t be able to stop staring at you.” His rough voice whispers. “But they can’t have you.”He pulls your back flush to his chest, gripping your waist. He rests his chin on your shoulder. “You’re my pretty kitty. Only mine.” His rough voice whispers into your ear. “And I can’t wait remind you tonight. When I get that little dress off you and pound-“

“Shin!”

[cyfics]

Hello,

I hope you are doing alright and staying healthy.

May I send in a request that contains angst? So, basically, Reader has a quirk similar to death. It turns their hands into a charcoal black colour when activated, and they don't like to use it and basically despise it. So, one day, they are being picked on about their quirk, and in a fit of anger, they accidentally almost touch another student while their quirk is activated, stopping themselves midway.

Their next day is spent with them zoning out about the accident until someone snaps them out of it. They cover it up and brush everyone off, though the whole day they are in an odd mood and displaying odd behaviour. Eventually, they find themselves on the rooftop in a crouched position just thinking things over in their head until the (preferred character) runs up the stairs, thinking they were going to jump, but finds them kind of chilling

I'm not sure what character to ask for, preferably someone from Class 1A. You can choose which character this will fit better.

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Title: Death’s Door

Warnings: Angst! Mentions of d34th, mentions of unaliving urself

Pairings: Red Riot x Reader

Pronouns: They/Them

Synopsis: ^^^read request abv

Word count: 1.6k

Note: unedited + not proof read!

On aO3 as Cyfics

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You were pacing around your room for about an hour already, trying to figure out how you could possibly escape from your duties. You didn’t wanna go to school at all, not when you knew you’d be relentlessly made fun of.

You were already called all of the names in the book ranging from being called a villain to just being called a generally shitty human being for something you can’t even control. It made you sad at first when you’d hear things like this but eventually it started to numb you.

“I can’t skip today, can I?” You sighed to yourself, forcing yourself to stop procrastinating and to get ready. You threw your clothes on messily, your shirt being pulled over your head messing up your hair and leaving bits sticking out. Your shirt was now crumpled and needed to be ironed but you figured that could be done another day.

You dragged your feet across the floor and slung your bag over your shoulder, giving yourself one last look in the mirror. You looked like some beautiful broken mess, for a moment you looked at your hands. You watched as they began to fade to a darkened colour, the black spreading up your wrists.

You considered your thoughts very carefully for a moment, slowly reaching your hand up to your neck before quickly redacting and pulling away. You shook away the thoughts and continued on, leaving your room and locking up the house as you waited for the school bus.

You stood in front of the bus stop and waited nervously, occasionally the bus driver would ignore you and drive off, not wanting to come into contact with someone like you. You shifted your weight on each foot, swinging your arms slightly as you waited.

The bus pulled up and abruptly stopped, you popped on in as the doors opened up and started looking for a seat. Every seat was taken by at least one person, you attempted to sit by a random kid but they placed their bag down in the empty space before you could sit down.

The bus took off without you finding a seat, causing you to fall down onto the bus floor and fling around violently. You quickly stood up and dusted yourself off, signing before grabbing onto a pole to steady yourself. It was certain you weren’t getting a seat.

You got off the bus, wishing you could escape the faint giggling and laughter at your misfortune from the bus incident. You rolled your eyes and entered the school building, dragging your soft fingertips against the brick wall as you found your classroom and entered.

You walked inside and took your seat, you were fairly early compared to everyone else as you don’t really have friends. You stared blankly down at the desk in front of you for a while before something snapped you out of your thoughts.

A group of kids started to huddle around you, one of the kids in front slamming their hand on your desk to get your attention. You winced and reluctantly looked up at them “what’re you doing back in school? Shouldn’t you be in prison?” One of the kids asked with a harsh tone.

“No- I’m not a bad guy—“ you were cut off by another kid “You’re a murderer!” They exclaimed “I’m not!” You shouted “you’re a villain! How can you even go to school with a quirk like that?” One of the kids berated you: it was all so much for you to handle.

“Are you gonna kill us?” They asked, “You probably would since you’re a villain.” Another spoke “Murders and villains like you should die, why don’t you just use your quirk on yourself?” A kid from behind snickered as he then pushed your head into the desk.

You kicked your own chair back and stood up abruptly, turning around and allowing your quirk to bottle up in your fists. Your hands began to crack as your softened skin grew darker, you balled your firsts up and raised your hands. Were you really about to kill these kids?

“Oh my god! They’re gonna kill us, run!” A blonde kid shoved them out of the way and fled, the others following soon after “let’s tell a teacher!” They continued to shout even after making it down the hallway, it was pitiful.

You stared at your own hands in disbelief; were you really just about to kill them?

You rushed home immediately, not even waiting for the school day to end let alone start. You picked the pace up and didn’t stop walking, your legs were aching and hurting and yet you couldn’t stop. You needed to get home now.

You entered your home and slammed the door shut behind you, breathing heavily and clutching your chest. You slid down to the floor and huddled up against your knees, you held onto your head and started to freak out about what just happened.

Eventually you fell asleep where you were sitting, you were stressed and unable to move. When you woke up it was already the next day, the sun shining through your living room windows onto your saddened face.

You didn’t go to school that day, you just couldn’t. Instead you decided to stay home “Y/n? What are you doing down there in your school uniform? Why haven’t you left yet?” Your guardian came out of their room to talk to you.

“I just.. I fell asleep sorry, I think I’m sick.” You coughed as you lied straight to their face “sick? Well that’d make sense as to why you left school so early yesterday, go straight up to bed- no school!” They demanded.

You nodded tiredly and went up to your room to lay down, you slumped onto your bed and looked up at the wall. Your guardian walked in to check on you only to see you staring at the roof with glassy eyes “Y/n, are you alright?” They asked you as they approached.

“Sure, ‘m right.” You turned over so your back was facing towards them “whatever you say, but I’m getting your other guardian to come check on you again.” They stood up and left as quickly as they entered.

You listened to the sound of them leaving, their shoes hitting the floor “Hey Kid. What’s going on, you sick?” Your other guardian entered the room and sat on the edge of your bed. “Something like that yeah.” You sighed.

“It’s not like you to get sick, something happen?” They asked “No ‘m fine.” You answered and sent them out the door as well.

After a while of laying there feeling sorry for yourself you decided to get up and go outside to the roof, slipping your shoes off; carefully stepping out the window and sitting upon the roof tiles.

“I- almost killed someone..” you started to freak out yet again, your hands coming up to your head as your buried your face in your knees. You began to sob uncontrollably, whining about how bad of a person you are to yourself quietly.

You squeaked when you heard the sound of something land by you, you moved your hands and looked up to see what it was. You almost fell off the roof upon seeing the pro hero Red Riot!

“Hey! What’cha doin kid?” He asked you as he crouched down “don’t call me kid- we’re practically the same age!” You rolled your eyes “you trying to kill yourself up here..?” Red riot asked “No- but I should. It’s end everyone’s worry.” You spoke up.

“Wanna talk about it?” He sat down beside you “everyone makes fun of me and is scared of me because of my quirk, maybe it is villainous to keep living- cause at the moment me being alive just simply is scaring a lot of people..” you explained.

“What’s your quirk? I’m sure it’s not that bad!” Red riot gave you a toothy grin, “if I activate my quirk I can kill someone with a simple touch.” You answered dimly. “Well you’ve never used it have you?” He asked “I have once- it was when it first developed. I killed my kindergarten teacher.” You grimaced thinking about it.

“Oh- I’m so sorry! But that was an accident! You couldn’t help it!” Red riot comforted you “Everyone still gets upset about it- including me. Besides.. I almost killed someone today when I got upset.” You admitted.

“You did? Well you must have great restraint and self control! Did you know that having those things are the first two steps to being a hero?” Red Riot flexed a bit. “I could never be a hero, not with a quirk like mine.” You lowered your head.

“I’m sure you could! You’d just need some way to train it- maybe you need to figure out another way to use it! Does it only work on humans?” He asked you.

“Animals too. Anything alive.” You answered “right! So it wouldn’t work on things like wires?” He asked “It could.. I haven’t tried before, why?” You asked him “Maybe you could be some sort of pro hero that specialises in taking down like machines and stuff! I don’t know- in all honesty I’m still a dumb kid.” Red riot admired as he looked up at the sun.

“It’s okay, me too.” You smiled at him.

[xxjoycexx]

Requests are open!!Hello! My name is Joyce and I will be taking x reader requests from the following fandoms!!

Black butler

Demon slayer

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