#class 1 b

[mishy-mashy]

I was gonna make a post at some point questioning if Kuroiro had a crush on Komori, with proof, since his wiki page never confirmed it in his Trivia

But nah, it's canon

(And now I also know his Relationships page says he seems to have a small crush on Komori- but this page is not "seems". This is definitive)

[ohmewhatsthis]

[seizuki]

I can't help but think, If Monoma were to be a literal NPC Hori wouldn't put much effort into his hero name and probably gave his hero name: Copyright

[captainjade101]

Mha as random things that are said at school.

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Toga: right right but *jazz hands* platonic cannibalism

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Middle school Bakugo: Fun fact

Middle school Deku: Yeah

Bakugo:I hate you and hope you die

Deku:...Oh

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Aziawa: What's some big social issues going on in the world

Iida: the war

Jiro: Climate change

Momo: pay gap

Denki: traffic

Aziawa: ...... Want to explain that

Denki: no

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Denki and mina jumping in circles and clapping like the Wii bowling people when you throw the ball backwards: I just wanna be part of your symphony

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Pony: I took a shot of lemon then washed it down with some vinegar

Class 1-b: ?

Pony smiling: everything hurts

[k-nayee]

Love Struck BNHA ii

wc: 3.1k a/n: i just had to make a part two y'all Song Inspiration: Someone New by Hozier; recommend you listen while reading!! AU: Love Sick

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A month had passed since your arrival, and though the class had somewhat adjusted to your flirty antics, you still caused a storm of reactions wherever you went—flustered faces, embarrassed murmurs, and the occasional outburst of frustration from Bakugo.

Now the class was gathered in the homeroom, anxiously waiting for Aizawa to return with the results of their final exams.

You weren't there at the moment, having been called out of the room a few minutes earlier by Aizawa.

But somehow, you were still the topic of conversation.

"I swear, she's everywhere," Bakugo grumbled from the back of the room, a faint flush of pink on his cheeks as he glared at nothing in particular. "Always trying to drag me on dates. Treating me like I'm her damn boyfriend or something."

Kirishima let out a low whistle at Bakugo's expense. "Aw come on Baku-bro. You know ya love it."

"Shut it shitty hair!" Bakugo snapped, though the pink tint on his face deepened as he continued his rant. "I can't even get five minutes of peace at home without her showing up."

Mina perked up interested. "Wait she's been to your house?"

Bakugo scowled deepened.

"Yeah once." He said it as though it was the most annoying thing in the world, but the way his eyes flicked to the side betrayed just how he really felt.

"Twiceactually," Kirishima chimed in with a grin. "The second time was when you invited her to met your mom right?"

At that Bakugo's face turned beet red.

"Shut the hell up Shitty Hair!" he snapped, fists clenching. "I didn't invite her. She just showed up outta nowhere!"

"Your mom seemed to like her though," Kaminari teased, wiggling his eyebrows. "Heard you two were out shopping and ran into her, Momma Bakugo even let her tag along."

"Yeah and she practically made herself part of the family," Bakugo muttered, glancing away as if that would hide his embarrassment. "Even called me Kacchan in front of my old hag!"

Surprised glances were exchanged before the entire class broke into laughter, clearly not expecting that.

"Well," Todoroki began, voice calm but thoughtful. "It's not just Bakugo. She managed to charm my father too."

The class collectively froze, the laughter dying almost instantly. Everyone turned to stare at Todoroki in utter disbelief.

The dual-quirk user nod completely unbothered by the surprised looks. "I don't know how but she did. They were on speaking terms after just one visit."

His eyes narrowing slightly as though recalling the memory. "She even got him to compliment my ice quirk."

"I'm telling you," Kirishima chimed in again with a grin on his face. "She's unstoppable. got everyone wrapped around her finger."

Momo finally spoke up with a light blush on her cheeks and shaky smile. "She's...very affectionate. S-she once helped me choose a new hairstyle and now my parents think we're best friends."

"Same with mine!" Kaminari added with a laugh. "Visited my family too and now my mom keeps asking when we're going to hang out again."

Izuku, who had been listening quietly, let out a nervous laugh. "She uh...also told my mom that we were close. Now she keeps asking me about my lovely girlfriend and when I'm going to bring her over for dinner again."

The greenette's face flushed a deep red as he rubbed the back of his neck. "It's been...complicated."

"Definitely," Sero nodded his head. "My mom's been talking about her non-stop since she came by. She's convinced we're a thing."

Mina's eyes sparkled with amusement as she leaned back in her chair grinning from ear to ear. "Man! I guess she's making her rounds huh? Sounds like half our parents are planning weddings already."

Everyone laughed though there was a clear sense of disbelief in the air.

It was one thing to be flustered by your constant flirting, but to somehow worm your way into their families' hearts?

Now that was next-level.

The conversation continued with each student pitching in their own stories about how you'd somehow charmed your way into their lives.

Even those who weren't as affected by your flirty energy couldn't help but admit that you had a strange way of endearing yourself to people.

It was a kind of spell you cast—whether you meant to or not.

"Hey speaking of ____, has anyone seen her today?" Ojiro softly asked, glancing around the room as if you might suddenly appear from thin air. "She wasn't at lunch."

Before anyone could answer the door to the classroom slid open with a sudden heavy creak.

Aizawa stepped inside, his usual tired expression in place with a thick folder of exam results tucked under his arm. "I have the exam results."

Anxiety rippled through the room as Aizawa slowly made his way to the front of the class.

He rubbed the back of his neck already looking exasperated.

"And before you start freaking out I'll say this upfront—no one's getting left behind. Even if you failed, you're still going to the training camp."

There was an immediate sigh of relief followed by a few scattered cheers of excitement.

"Remember however," Aizawa continued, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. "You'll still need to work harder if you failed. So prepare yourselves. Now..." 

Right as he could start listing off those who passed and those who needed to improve, Shouji hesitantly raised one of his many hands.

"Um...where's ____?"

Aizawa releases a long suffering sigh as if mentally preparing himself for what was about to happen. "She's—"

The classroom door swings open with a bang, slamming against the wall.

"Right here~!" you sang, your voice echoing through the room.

All heads turned toward you, and for a moment, time seemed to stop.

You strutted into the room and twirl to show off your your hero costume for the very first time.

The outfit was a corset-styled bodysuit that hugged your frame as fishnet stockings and golden straps crisscrossed your thighs in intricate designs.

The soft pink of the fabric complemented your pink curls that were styled in an intricate updo, making you look like a goddess descending from Olympus.

"You like?" you asked with a soft giggle, your eyes twinkling with playful mischief. "It's my new hero costume! Isn't it just fabulous?!"

Izuku was the first to break the silence, though it took him a moment to recover.

His face turned an impressive shade of red as he stuttered, "Y-you look...beautiful!"

That was all it took for you to squeal in delight, practically bounding across the room to pull Izuku into a tight hug.

"Aww thank you my strawberry!" you gushed squeezing him against your chest. "Always know how to make a girl feel special."

Izuku's face turned a deep shade of crimson as he flailed helplessly in your embrace.

His muffled protests were barely audible as he was buried against you.

"Oi hands off Deku!" Bakugo barked from his seat, his face betraying the slightest flush as he tried (and failed) to tear his gaze away from your outfit.

Denki and Mineta—not wanting to miss their chance of a hug of their own—immediately jumped in with compliments of their own.

"You look like a goddess—"

"My queen! You're so perfect—"

Aizawa shot them both a deadly glare effectively silencing their outbursts.

You pull back from Izuku who looked ready faint any second and spun around dramatically.

"And I've officially picked my hero name!" you declared, striking a pose. "You can all call me Venus: The Love-Struck Hero!"

The class blinked, still trying to process everything when you turned to Aizawa, your eyes gleaming with admiration.

"What do you think Sensei~?" voice soft and sweet you gaze up at him with heart-shaped pupils.

You fluttered your lashes at him, waiting for his response with a look that made half the class blush just from watching.

Aizawa barely spared you a glance.  He says nothing, simply releasing a sigh of regret.

"I can tell from the way you sighed, it was your way of saying 'It's beautiful, you are gorgeous my lover.'" You clasped your hands together and swoon. "Oh I knew you'd love it!"

Gushing with a lovestruck expression you spin in a circle one last time before finally taking your seat.

"Anyway," Aizawa continued, clearly eager to move on from your dramatic entrance. "Like I said, get ready for training camp. We're going for two weeks so start preparing now."

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Browsing through the mall, you hum softly to yourself as your heels clicked rhythmically against the polished floor—drawing a few curious glances from passersby, but you barely notice.

Instead you're focused on your phone checking for any new messages from the others.

You were supposed to meet a few of your classmates to pick up essentials for the upcoming training camp.

Nothing.

You glance around again hoping to spot someone, but the sea of unfamiliar faces only added to your growing disappointment.

With a sigh you turning on your heel to check another area of the mall.

Just as you move, you collide with something—no, someone.

You stumble back a bit and immediately look up to apologize, but the words got caught in your throat.

He was tall, wearing a dark [video game] hoodie that covered most of his face with a posture that screamed stay away.

There were parts you could see—pale skin, chapped lips, and bluish disheveled hair.

But his gaze...that's made your breath hitch.

Sharp and intense glowing shade of red glaring from beneath the shadows of his hood.

You could feel the disgust and hatred radiating off of him as he looked over your appearance.

It made you heart sing.

'Wait...' your eyes widened '[video game]?!'

"Watch where you're going you wh—" you gasped loudly, completely cutting him off.

"Oh my gosh! You play[video game]?!"

Shigaraki—though you didn't know who he was yet—scowl faltered for a brief moment, brows knitting together in confusion.

"What?" he muttered completely caught off guard by your sudden burst of energy.

You didn't wait for him to respond. Your step closer with a same smile that often left your classmates flustered.

"Oh my gosh! Are you a gamer?" an almost dreamy expression appears. "Cause I just love gamer boys~"

He goes rigid when you latch onto his arm, the warmth of your hands seeping through the fabric.

He stared down at you, utterly stunned and unsure how to process what was happening. "Wh-what the hell...?"

He tried to pull back but you only clung tighter to his arm.

Look through your lashes, your voice lower to a playful purr. "Are you trying to hide your adorable face from me? Cause it's totally not working."

Shigaraki's face flushed slightly under his hood.

You were flirting with him. Like...actually flirting.

And you weren't even fazed by the dark aura he knew he projected.

He wasn't used to this...this overwhelming, completely unfiltered affection being thrown at him like a tidal wave.

No one's ever talked to him like this.

He was supposed to be a villain, someone people feared—and yet here you were, looking at him like he was some kind of prize.

Your heart-shaped pupils gleaming as you reached up to playfully tug on the edge of his hoodie.

"What's your name cutie?" youstepping even closer until your chest pushed against his arm. "Or should I just call you mine?"

That broke him out of his stupor—at least partially.

"It's…T-Tomura," he stammered, his voice uncharacteristically weak.

"Tomura," you let the syllables roll off your tongue a delighted lilt.

"Mmm, I love the way it sounds..." gazing up at him through lidded eyes, your voice dropping into a sultry tone. "Maybe I'll scream it someday."

Shigaraki.exe stopped working.

His mind went completely blank.

And for a split second he forgot who he was and what he was supposed to be doing in the first place.

He was supposed to be planning something—something villainous?, but here he was; standing in the middle of a mall completely flustered by some cute random girl.

His breath hitched and he struggled to think clearly. He was the leader of the League of Villains.

He had faced countless heroes, struck fear into the hearts of everyone he encountered.

But none of that had prepared him for...this.

Meanwhile you continued to beam up at him, utterly oblivious to the fact that you were currently clinging to one of the most dangerous villains in Japan.

Instead you saw him as just another cute guy you could fluster.

Just as you were about to continue your playful teasing a voice broke through the moment.

"____!"

You turn your head at the sound, brightening immediately at the sight of Izuku and Uraraka rushing toward you.

Instinctively letting go of Shigaraki's arm you give them an excited wave. "Hey guys! I was wondering when you'd show up!"

You missed the shift in Shigaraki's demeanor the moment he saw them.

He stiffened, immediately recognizing the two UA students instantly.

His earlier confusion vanished, replaced by something far more dangerous—a cold, calculating look that crept into his crimson eyes.

Izuku and Uraraka, on the other hand, were oblivious at first.

They didn't seem to realize who was standing next to you, his face hidden beneath his hoodie.

Just as they were only a few feet away, everything happened in a blur.

Before you could take another step toward them a firm hand suddenly yanked you backward.

Your eyes widened as Shigaraki pulled you against him, one arm snaking around your waist while the other wrapped around your throat in a firm grip.

His pinky hovered ominously over your skin, the threat of his quirk clear as day.

"Take one more step," Shigaraki snarled, voice dangerously low as he glared at them, "and I'll turn her into dust."

The pair of students both froze in terror, their eyes locking onto the teen's hand as he held you captive.

You blinked up at him, surprised but still not panicking—your heart-shaped pupils shining as you assessed the situation.

Izuku's face paled as he took an instinctive step back, his fists clenching in panic.

"H-Hand Guy..." he muttered under his breath with a shaky voice. "Please, let her go!"

A wide-eyed Uraraka raised her hands in a placating gesture. "We can talk. You don't have to do this!"

Shigaraki's grip tightened ever so slightly around your neck.

"Talk? You really think I care about talking?" The anger in his voice was palpable, and it sent a shiver through the air.

The heros-in-training were clearly panicking, their faces tight with worry.

But you? You remained oddly calm.

Shigaraki's eyes narrowed at the lack of fear on your face. He didn't like it.

"Sorry doll," his voice was laced with twisted amusement as he tightened his grip, pinky now fully pressed against your neck. "Looks like you're gonna have to die after all."

He waited, the anticipation of watching you turn to dust making his pulse quicken.

He imagined the fear and pain on their faces as they watched their friend disintegrate

No dust.

Shigaraki blinked, confusion clouding his face as he glanced down at his hand still fully closed around your neck.

No crumbling skin.

You were still standing there; very much whole and unharmed.

"What the...?" Shigaraki muttered in disbelief, mind racing as he stared at his own fingers then back at you.

He tightened his grip slightly as if to test it, but still—nothing. No decay.

Izuku and Uraraka were frozen too, their confused expressions mirroring the leader of LoV as they watched in stunned silence.

You simply smiled sweetly; your dreamy expression only deepening as you gazed at him through half-lidded eyes.

"Don't worry," you purred, lifting your hand to gently place it over his to pressing tighter against your throat. "I don't break that easily."

His brain once again malfunctioned as he tried to process what was happening.

You shouldn't be standing. You shouldn't be alive.

But you were.

"Wh-what are you...?" Shigaraki's voice faltered, his eyes flickering between you and his hand once again, his mind in complete disarray.

You giggled and give his hand an affectionate squeeze.

"My quirk," your tone dripped with amusement, "makes me immune to destructive quirks like yours. You can touch me all you want and I can touch you..."

You leaned closer, voice dropping to a whisper. "...safely~"

The color drained from his face as he stared at you utterly speechless.

For a moment his brain completely short-circuited—unable to comprehend how you were immune to his decay.

No one was immune to his decay. No one. So wh—

Alarms suddenly blared through the mall as the security system was triggered.

Shigaraki flinched at the noise, his gaze darting around as chaos erupted around you.

People began scattering and rushing for the exits as the mall descended into panic.

It was the distraction he needed.

Without another word Shigaraki released you and disappeared into the crowd.

"Aw...he ran away," you muttered sounding almost disappointed.

"____!" Izuku rushed over, his face pale with fear as he immediately began checking you for injuries. "A-are you okay?!"

Uraraka wasn't too far behind; grabbing your arm her wide eyes scanning your face as if searching for any signs of distress. "We saw him grab you! We thought—are you hurt?"

You waved them off with a sheepish smile and brush away their concern with a flick of your wrist. "Nah I'm fine! He couldn't hurt me even if he wanted to."

You winked playfully adding, "My quirk keeps me safe from destructive quirks. Like...Tomura's decay."

Izuku blinked, clearly struggling to wrap his head around that. "Wait...your quirk makes you immune to...?"

You twirl a strand of pink hair between your fingers with a nod. "Yup! It's based on love remember? You know how some people can't touch others because of how dangerous their quirks are? Well mine lets me; so those like Tomura or even Minoru's sticky hair—it just doesn't work on me."

You smiled brightly. "I can touch them and they can touch me. No problem!"

Uraraka let out a small sigh of relief, though her hands were still trembling from the encounter. "That's...incredible."

You give wink of reassurance. "I told him I don't break that easily."

As the mall security continued to search for Shigaraki in the distance you glance around the aftermath.

"You guys. Do you...do you think I scared him away?" you asked pouting a little as you turned back to your classmates.

Izuku could only stare at you, completely floored at your casual attitude after such a dangerous encounter. "You...you're really something else ____."

You grinned, reaching out to ruffle his messy green hair. "Aww you're just saying that because you like me."

"Huh?!" Izuku flushed bright red, stammering, "N-no! That's not what I—I mean, yeah I do like you but—No wait I didn't mean it like—"

[uwukillmenowowo]

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

WOOOOO!! I don’t mind at all :D

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

HHHHHNNNNNGGGGG

COMPETITION

(Yandere BNHA X F!Reader!)

Notes:

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

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

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

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

I hope it's still good tho :)

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

{Your POV}

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

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

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

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

{Third POV}

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

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

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

{Your POV}

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

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

{Third POV}

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Request for Pt.2]

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

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

[citrus-sours]

vote ibara, dont let misogyny win

[dax-enfinity]

got a crack fic idea:

class 1-b going to the beach on a friday since vlad is honestly a great guy and his class got good grades so he decides that they deserve to have some fun too

*cue absolute chaos but at least they don’t get banned from the beach*

[crystalandrage]

Bro, what the hellllllll!??//Kinoko Komori//Translating//Funny//MHA//My Hero Academia//Boku No Hero Academia//Class 1-B

[myheroacademia-headcanons]

Can you do Monoma with OCD headcanons?

He is my comfort character and I have been having a rough mental health month (I have OCD and Depression, just in case you need to know)

Sorry if this request makes you uncomfortable.

-He is constantly checks his pocket watches, even when not mimicing a quirk, to make sure they are still ticking in sync and have the correct times.

- When he copies quirks and has to set the watches for each it causes him anxiety to hear them tick down. Especially if they are out of sync. 

-Whenever he copies a quirt that physically changes something about his body it bothers him, like a slight itch or tickle. He has to fight the urge to scratch it even after the quirk is gone, sometimes for hours.

-He dislikes that his quirk requires touching people, particularly those he doesn’t know or get along with. He has grown to be okay with touching his friends in class 1-B, but carries disinfectant wipes in the pockets of his costume which he uses secretly each time he has to touch a villian or member of class 1-A.

-He often comes off as manic, but this is a result of the accumulated anxiety of all the small annoyances in the environment (watch noises, germs, class 1-A existing, etc.)

-He methodically sorts people, specifically heros, into classifications of main chatacter and side character. He looks up to his classmates and sees them as main characters, meanwhile seeing himself as a side character to them. He uses his intelligence, and his quirk to build them up, but this view of himself also causes him significant self esteem issues and depression. 

- His admiration of his friends, and his self esteem issues lead him to be agressive towards class 1-A, as he feels they are upstaging his classmates who deserve acknowledgement. 

-He keeps all his insecurities and other issues to himself, trying not to burden his classmates with them. But the rest of his friends know. That’s why they put up with his more obnoxious behaviors, because they understand his actions are built on caring about them. 

-Mod Kendo

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A little meme from my MHA Pokemon AU idea where Izuku and his friends end up as teachers (for Pokemon Stuff) at UA:

I can totally see Izuku liking Monoma and Shinso as students here (and no, he is not biased, shut up Nezu)

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[feverdreamsandlucidnightmares]

Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

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The 'Boku No Hero Academia' Characters as Sushi Rolls 'cause I'm craving sushi at the moment

Katsuki Bakugou: Dynamite Roll

Hanta Sero: Spider Roll

Shoto Todoroki: Boston Roll

Camie Utsushimi: OMG Roll

Tsuyu Asui: Tsunami Roll

Izuku Midoriya: California Roll

Momo Yaoyorozu: Magical Roll

Eijirou Kirishima: Spicy Crunchy Salmon Roll

Mashirao Ojiro: Shrimp Tempera Roll

All Might: Sake Roll

Tenya Iida: 911 Roll

Himiko Toga: Crazy Girl Roll

Endeavor: Volcano Roll

Denki Kaminari: Golden Dragon Roll

Fumikage Tokoyami: Black Dragon Roll

Mezo Shouji: Spicy Beach Maki Roll

Itsuka Kendo: Salmon&Avacado Roll

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu: Deep Fried Dynamite Tempera Roll

Yuga Aoyama: Christmas Roll

Neito Monoma: Alaska Roll

Yui Kodai: Spider Hand Roll

Shota Aizawa: Philadelphia Roll

Ryukyu: Phoenix Roll

Present Mic: Rainbow Tobiko Roll

Nana Shimura: Dynasty Roll

Mina Ashido: Fruits Roll

Ochaco Uraraka: Sweet Potato Tempera Roll

Mei Hatsume: Crazy Tuna Roll

Miruko: Full Moon Roll

Hiryu Rin: Green Dragon Roll

Koji Koda: Vegetable Roll

Kyoka Jiro: Rock 'n Roll

Rikido Sato: Deluxe Rainbow Roll

Hitoshi Shinso: Eel Cucumber Roll

Nejire Hado: Spiral Roll

Tamaki Amajiki: Rising Sun Roll

Mirio Togata: Golden Snapper Roll

Tomura Shigaraki: Spicy California Hand Roll

Twice: Ex-boyfriend Roll

Dabi: Smoked Salmon Roll

Eri: White Tuna Roll

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Love Struck BNHA i

wc: 3.6k a/n: i know, i know. i just keep getting inspired by songs.😩 Song Inspiration: Someone New by Hozier; recommend you listen while reading!!

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It was the aftermath of the internships and Class 1-A, for once, had a moment to breathe.

Everyone was a little on edge after everything that had happened recently, but they were slowly getting back to their routines.

Just as the class was settling down the door to their classroom slid open with an ominous creak.

Aizawa stood at the threshold, his tired eyes surveying the room.

"It has come to my attention we have a new transfer student. And yes I've just found out today after being called to Nezu's, so don't ask any questions cause I'm just as lost as you." he mutters darkly before pausing for a moment. "Just forewarning: she might be...a little overwhelming."

Before they could even process what that meant a dramatic voice pierces the air from just outside the door.

"There you are my rugged, handsome man! Did you miss me? Because I missed you!"

Everyone blinked in confusion as they turned their heads toward the door.

What the hell was this? Aizawa handsome? Whoever was saying that was clearly laying it on thick.

The Underground Hero's face dropped from pure exhaustion. Without a word, he reach his arm back outside the door and gently pulled.

You stumbled into the room with a giggle, clinging to Aizawa's arm like an affectionate schoolgirl.

The class stared slack-jawed.

You were gorgeous; pink curls with pink eyes to match and a shape that made every set of eyes (except Aizawa lol) widen.

"Sensei," you teased with a flutter of your lashes, "don't act so grumpy. I know you missed me."

Your body  was practically draped over their teacher as you gazed up at him with starry eyes.

"Just...get inside," Aizawa muttered, trying to shake you off as he dragged you further into the room. But you didn't seem to notice.

Then it happened—you turned your head and, for the first time, laid eyes on the entire 1-A.

Your smile faded for just a heartbeat as your eyes widened, taking in the sight of all the students staring back at you.

It was a strange silence as your gaze darted from one face to another like they were the most fascinating thing you'd ever seen.

"So many pretty faces," you murmured to yourself in awe.

Your voice dropped into a dreamy tone and your eyes sparkled like you had just found a room full of treasures.

Without warning you gasped loudly and covered your mouth in mock surprise. "Are you kidding me?! No one told me Class 1-A was full of such cuties! Aizawa-sensei you should have warned me!"

"I don't know where to start...Everyone here is so—" Your breath hitched as your eyes gleamed with pure admiration. "Beautiful."

The class was now fully immersed in your presence; half-flattered while the other half-in shock.

Pink tinges of embarrassment began to blossom on cheeks around the room.

Izuku's eyes widened in panic as he caught your gaze causing his freckles to glow a deeper red.

Momo blinked rapidly, unsure how to react to such blatant adoration.

Even Todoroki who is usually unbothered by attention, seemed slightly uncomfortable under your puppy-eyed gaze.

"I... I don't understand what's happening," Iida muttered from the back as he adjusted his glasses in confusion.

They had no idea how to respond to this, especially with the way you were looking at them—made it feel like you were falling in love with each of them on the spot.

And then came the scream.

"My Goddess!"

All heads whipped around to see Mineta launch himself from his desk, hearts practically bursting from his eyes.

He sprinted across the room with an intensity that caught everyone off guard; his arms outstretched and drool already dribbling from his mouth.

"M-my Queen! My radiant, beautiful Queen has arrived!"

Some of the class immediately moved to stop him—Kirishima started forward, Bakugo cracked his knuckles in annoyance, even Aizawa lifted a hand as if preparing to pull Mineta back.

But before anyone could stop him you did something no one expected: you dropped to your knees with arms open.

"My lil grape juice!"

To everyone's utter disbelief you caught Mineta in a massive hug and bury his face into your chest without a second thought.

He lets out a muffled squeal of pure ecstasy before melting into your embrace, wriggling with joy as if he had ascended to some higher plane of existence.

Kaminari looked between you and Mineta in disbelief. "Wait—what?!"

"We were childhood besties," you announced proudly, arms still wrapped tightly around Mineta. "Oh I've missed you so much my lil grape juice. Isn't he just the cutest?! I could just drink you up!"

"I volunteer as tribute!" Mineta wailed in joy, earning a few groans from the class.

Kirishima gave a small, hesitant laugh, scratching the back of his head. "I...didn't see that coming."

Iida's hand shot into the air. "Aizawa-sensei! I don't believe this is appropriate behavior between students, especially on school grounds!"

Visibly exhausted and rubbing his temples, Aizawa finally pried you off Mineta (sending the perverted boy back to his seat) with a deadpan look. "Enough. Get on with the introduction."

Giving a playful pout you obey and turn back to the class with a wink that sent another wave of blushing throughout the room. "My name is ____, but you can can me yours if you want! I like nice walks on the beach, dancing to slow music, hmm what else..."

"Alright that's enough," he muttered already done with you. "Take your seat. Let's get started."

You nod with a mock salute before heading toward the nearest empty chair. 

As you sat down, you rested your chin in your hand and cast one last look around the room.

Every face was so unique, so fascinating, so adorable.

You bit your lip, already falling a little bit in love with each and every one of them.

This was going to be fun.

.*.·:·.☽✧✧☾.·:·.*

The lunch bell rang and before any of the students had a chance to approach you, Mineta grabbed your hand and dragged you toward the cafeteria. "Come on my Goddess! Let me treat you!"

You couldn't help but laugh, your usual dramatic flair momentarily replaced by genuine fondness as you followed along, letting him lead the way.

Mineta was positively glowing with pride and excitement.

The other students gave you both curious glances as they passed by, but Mineta didn't seem to care—he was too wrapped up in the joy of showing you off.

The entire cafeteria had their eyes on you the moment you entered anyway, and you were perfectly fine with that.

In fact, you thrived on it.

He wasted no time, quickly spotting an empty table near the window and practically launching himself into a chair before you.

Or, rather, onto your lap.

Mineta climbed onto your thighs as if this was the most natural thing in the world, beaming like a child on their birthday.

He gazed up at you with those large, adoring eyes that made you chuckle softly.

"Ah, perfect," Mineta sighed dreamily as you adjusted him to sit more comfortably on your lap. "This is how it should always be."

"Well I did miss pampering you," you teased, grabbing a fork and scooping a bite of food toward his mouth.

His eyes sparkled with glee and opened wide like an eager little bird.

As you fed him, you couldn't help but coo at the sight—this tiny ball of energy content and blissed out in your lap, soaking up the attention as if he were royalty.

And, to him, maybe he was.

His head was resting against your chest, legs dangling over yours. And every time you raised another bite of food to his lips, he'd wiggle in delight.

"You have no idea how much I've missed this," Mineta practically moaned after swallowing another bite. "A total babe, feeding me? This is the life."

"Oh I bet it is," you purr with a playful wink, offering him another forkful, which he accepted with hearts practically radiating from his eyes.

It was a scene straight out of some kind of bizarre fanfiction, and you could practically feel the bewildered stares from all around the room.

Some of the girls were openly gaping while a few of the boys exchanged envious, disbelieving looks.

You were blissfully unaware of the reactions, too focused on Mineta's adorable expressions as you continued feeding him.

Each bite was accompanied by exaggerated praise from him, his words flowing with all the enthusiasm of someone in absolute heaven.

"Oh, I love when you feed me ____! This is the best thing ever!" Mineta exclaimed between bites, cuddling closer to you.

You chuckled softly. "You really know how to flatter me Minoru."

Just as you were about to feed him another bite, the cafeteria doors swung open.

You glanced up from Mineta to see a familiar group of students approaching and instantly brightened.

They approached curiously, finding the dynamic between you and Mineta a little off-putting.

It wasn't every day that someone gave Mineta such doting attention after all.

"Yo," Kaminari greeted with his usual carefree grin, casually waving a hand as he led the group closer to your table.

Mina, Sero, and Kirishima flanked him—and just behind was Bakugo with his usual scowl as if he'd rather be anywhere else.

He was pointedly not looking directly at you, as if avoiding eye contact would make this interaction shorter.

"Wow! So it's true," Mina's pink eyes gleamed with amusement as she took in the sight of Mineta on your lap. "You really do spoil him."

"Like a King," you say with a playful wink, offering Mineta another bite of food.

He accepted it with a dreamy sigh, practically melting further into your arms.

Kirishima scratched the back of his neck, laughing awkwardly. "Man this is...different. I mean, I've seen a lot, but this—"

"I know right?" Kaminari snickered. "No wonder Grape Juice has been so hyped about you coming here. He's practically living the dream!"

Sero nodded, shooting a teasing look at Mineta. "Gotta admit, I'm kinda impressed. Didn't think you'd actually manage to convince someone to—"

"We're childhood friends!" Mineta interrupted, puffing out his chest with pride as if this fact somehow made him the luckiest guy alive. "We go way back. She's always been this amazing!"

You chuckled, ruffling his hair affectionately before turning your attention to the rest of the group.

"Well, don't just stand there! Come on, come on!" You waved them over, gesturing to the empty seats at the table. "I've been dying to meet all of you."

Kaminari slid into a seat next to you without hesitation while Mina plopped down across the table, her smile widening as she rested her chin on her hands.

Kirishima sat beside Mina, though he was still laughing awkwardly at the whole scene while Sero casually took a seat on your other side.

Bakugo, meanwhile, remained standing. His arms were crossed as he glared down at the table, clearly not interested in participating in whatever this was.

You, however, weren't about to let him off the hook so easily.

"I've heard so much about you all," your eyes shined as you leaned in slightly, making sure to make eye contact with each of them. "I watched the Sports Festival, and I have to say...I fell for all of you."

Mina blinked in surprise and Sero nearly fell out his seat.

Even Kirishima looked momentarily flustered by your bold statement.

"Wait, all of us?" Kaminari asked, voice rising slightly in hope and disbelief.

You nodded vigorously, placing a hand over your heart. "Every. Single. One. I just couldn't resist. I was swooning the whole time."

Mina broke into a fit of giggles. "Oh my God you're too much!"

Kirishima  flushed red, rubbing the back of his neck with a sharp sheepish grin. "I-I don't even know what to say to that."

Sero snickered as he leaned back in his seat. "Well you've got good taste that's for sure."

Bakugo, on the other hand, bristled visibly.

His scowl deepened as he shot you a sharp glare, crimson eyes narrowing in disbelief. "What kind of dumbass falls for everyone?!"

You turn your attention to the explosive blond.

"Oh don't worry Kacchan," you coo, leaning forward ever so slightly, "I fell for you hard during that explosion. So powerful, so fierce. It was kinda hot."

Bakugo's cheeks tinted the faintest shade of pink and he immediately averted his eyes, scowling harder as if willing the embarrassment away.

 "You're annoying," he growled under his breath, though the redness in his face betrayed his words.

Kaminari laughed so hard he nearly fell out of his chair. "Bro she's got you blushing!"

Mina was already snapping photos with her phone, giggling uncontrollably. "Oh this is too good!"

Sero grinned elbowing Kirishima. "Looks like Bakugo's not immune either."

"Shut the hell up!" Bakugo barked with fists clenched at his sides, the pink flush deepening. "I'm not—"

"Oh don't be shy," you flutter your lashes at him teasingly. "It's okay to take a compliment you know. You deserve it, don't you my strong dynamightie~"

"Shut up!" he snapped again, his voice a little too loud causing a few heads to turn in your direction. 

You couldn't help but laugh at his reaction thoroughly enjoying how easily you had gotten under his skin.

But your attention shifted just as quickly as it had landed on the temperamental teen.

You turned to Mina with a sly grin.

"And you?" you say, leaning forward slightly. "That pink skin? The wild hair? You're absolutely stunning. I'm already obsessed."

"Okay stop! You're gonna make me  blush!" She flushed, flipping her hair back with dramatic flair. "

Sero snickered, elbowing Kirishima who was still looking a little red. "She's gonna make us all blush at this rate."

"What can I say? I like what I like." You catch the red-head's gaze, sending him a soft approving look that only made him blush harder.

"Well," Kirishima his smile widened, "welcome to the class 1-A ____. I think you're gonna fit in just fine."

You grinned, leaning back in your seat with Mineta still draped over your lap. "Oh I know I will."

.*.·:·.☽✧✧☾.·:·.*

The post-lunch lull settled over Class 1-A, though the air still buzzed with curiosity.

And although it wasn't technically a free period, Aizawa had disappeared somewhere (likely to mentally prepare himself for handling your presence again).

This gave them a little time to breathe—and for some of the more curious students, time to finally approach you.

You had (unsurprisingly) garnered quite a bit of attention with your earlier theatrics in class and during lunch.

That and the fact that Mineta claimed you as his childhood bestie only added to the intrigue.

Sitting comfortably at your desk humming a tune while casually twirling a strand of pink hair between your fingers, you notice the cautious approach of a small group of students—Izuku, Uraraka, Iida, and Asui.

You smiled to yourself. They were all so adorable in their own unique ways.

Izuku was the first to speak up, his voice wavering slightly as he rubbed the back of his neck in nervousness. "Uh, h-hey, ____. We...well, we had a few questions."

You tilted your head curiously. "Questions? How mysterious."

Caught off guard by the way your eyes gleamed with amusement, Izuku  quickly fumble with his words as he continued. "W-well, we were just wondering...about your quirk."

Ah the classic question. You had expected this sooner or later.

You watch him with lidded eyes you lean forward just slightly, resting your chin in your hand.

"Oh?" you purred, voice dripping with amusement. "You want to know about my quirk?"

Izuku blinked, a hint of pink already blooming on his freckled cheeks. "Uh, yeah," he stammered, his grip on the notebook tightening. "I-It'd be really helpful to—"

"Well," you interrupted, leaning in even closer, until your face was just a breath away from his, heart-shaped pupils shimmering playfully.

Izuku stiffened instantly, his blush deepening. "I might tell you...but only if I get a little kiss out of it."

For a moment the world seemed to stop. Izuku's eyes widened in pure, unfiltered shock as his face immediately turned into an intense shade of crimson.

"A-a k-kiss?!" he sputtered, his voice pitching up several octaves as his brain scrambled to process what you'd just said.

You hummed softly, leaning in so close that your lips were barely brushing the corner of his mouth.

"Just a little one," you teased, your breath warm against his skin. "Come on, Midoriya-chan...What's the harm?"

The effect was immediate; Izuku's brain completely short-circuited and his knees buckled.

He swayed on the spot, face a deep burning red as his vision swam.

"W-wait—" he mumbled before his legs gave out beneath him and he collapsed, fainting right into Iida's waiting arms.

"Midoriya!" Iida cried, catching him just in time and carefully lowering him into a chair. "Are you alright?!"

Izuku's eyes fluttered weakly, his face still bright red as he mumbled incoherently.

Uraraka, who had been watching the scene, looked utterly floored.

 Her wide brown eyes darted between you and Izuku's limp form as her cheeks flushed with a mixture of surprise and something else—something that felt a lot like...jealousy.

"H-Hey! That wasn't fair!" she blurted out, her voice a little louder than she intended. "You can't just—just—"

You straightened up. "Oh? You sound upset."

"Are you..." Standing up from your seat with a graceful motion you step toward her with a smirk. "...perhaps jealous?"

"J-jealous?!" Uraraka stammers, her face turning an even deeper shade of red. "N-no! I'm not—I mean, I—"

You reached out and gently took her hand in yours, lifting it slowly to your lips.

"It's okay," your voice soft and almost affectionate. "You could always take his place you know."

Uraraka's eyes widened, her heart practically leaping out of her chest as you leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her fingertips.

The room seemed to tilt for a moment, and all she could do was stand there frozen in place as your lips lingered on her skin.

"What do you say?" you whispered, your eyes gleaming as you raised an eyebrow suggestively.

Uraraka blinked rapidly as her mind tried to process what was happening.

For a brief dizzying moment she felt like she might actually pass out. Her lips parted as if to respond, but no words came out.

Finally, you let out a soft amused laugh and press a kiss on her cheek.

The look of pure shock that crossed her face was priceless.

She stared at you speechless as if she couldn't quite believe what had just happened.

You gave her a fond smile, your tone softening. "I couldn't help it," you teased gently. "You're just too pretty."

It was around this moment that Izuku stirred back to consciousness, groaning as Iida helped him sit up.

"M-Midoriya!" Uraraka quickly rushed to his side, her face still red as she helped him sit up properly. "Are you okay?"

He blinked a few times, still looking dazed as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. "W-what...happened?"

You smiled brightly at him, waving your fingers in a little greeting. "Welcome back my stawberry! I was just about to explain my quirk."

Izuku's eyes widened, his face once again turning red as he scrambled to sit up straighter even though his legs still wobbled a bit. "Y-yes! I-I'd love to know!"

You chuckled, amused by his eagerness despite what had just happened. "Alright alright. Since you're all sooo curious."

"My quirk," you lean back slightly as you start speaking, "is called Love." You paused for dramatic effect, watching their expressions shift from curiosity to fascination. "Basically I can make people feel the emotions they associate with love. It doesn't mean they are in love, but it triggers the same hormones and feelings you'd experience when falling for someone: affection, admiration, desire, all those good things."

Asui's eyes narrowing thoughtfully with a croak. "So ribbit you can make people ribbit fall for you?"

You shook your head. "Not exactly. Simply make them feel what they'd naturally feel when they're infatuated or attracted to someone. It's not mind control or anything like that, but it does make them more susceptible to me. Easier to get them to listen, to trust, and well..." You smirk. "...fluster."

Izuku's quirk-fanatic brain already began to process and analyze the information.

"That's... amazing," he muttered as he pulled out his notebook and scribbling furiously. "So it's a psychological effect that triggers the brain's response to love hormones, like oxytocin and dopamine—"

Iida gave a chop in the air at the revelation. "Such complexities to a quirk as yours!"

"Oh trust me," you say with a wink, "it can be. Especially because I can't help but find everyone attractive. You all have something about you that's just so cute or hot in your own way."

You gestured around the room. "I see it in everyone...even little Minoru."

Mineta, who had been eavesdropping from across the room, immediately puffed up with pride, earning groans from the rest of the students.

Uraraka look at you in amazement. "So...you can't help but...fall for people?"

You nodded, expression softening slightly. "That's the downside. I feel drawn to people all the time. It's exhausting sometimes, but I've learned to live with it. It's kind of fun too."

The quartet stared at you for a moment clearly trying to absorb everything you'd just told them.

Finally you clapped your hands together, breaking the tension with a bright smile.

"Well now that the secret's out," you said with a playful grin, "I suppose we'll just have to see who's next to fall for me."

With a wink, you saunter away; leaving them staring after you in a daze, completely unsure of what had just happened—or what to expect next.

[mhabirthdays]

Happy Birthday

Kojiro Bondo (Plamo) – December 23rd