#minadeku

[nowayjoseluis]

Hey everyone!

Thanks to @jisatsuTEATIME for managing to finish my second commission of the year.

I like the idea that Mina was drinking from her bottle just to have an excuse to kiss Mdoriya at night.

I hope to continue paying for art from great artists about things I like and share more stuff with other people.

Have a nice day.

[pansexualkiba]

"Man, I get that we're supposed to be wearing our sleepwear to simulate an emergency situation," Ojiro muttered, "But they should at least let Iida change out of that Ebeneezer Scrooge fit…"

"I thought the little nightcap was cute!" Ashido protested in her hot green zebra stripe pajamas. "Plus, it's a level of dress-down we don't normally see! It's cute!"

"But remember our first Rescue Training?" Ojiro pointed out. "How sensei said we could forego our costume if it meant we wouldn't-"

"Um- Halt- no, uh, Stop right there!" Midoriya's voice called out.

"Oh yeah, I forgot there's a Villain aspect." Ashido murmured. "Tailman, let's fend off this attacker wh-"

Ashido and Ojiro froze as they stared at Midoriya, who, for his pajamas, was wearing a green rabbit kigurumi, and if the collarbones were any indication, nothing else.

The three stared at one another.

"I see." Ashido recoiled, nose bleeding. "He's come right out of the gate with a powerful attack!"

"I haven't done anything yet?" Midoriya tilted his head in confusion, the rabbit ears flopping slightly with the movement.

"Hrk-" Ojiro coughed, a fatal blow delivered.

[orangefizzypops]

drawing every ship ever to this base (season 1 episode 2) click here to see ep 3

[poison332]

I meant to post this on New Year’s Day, but ended sleeping through the whole day, so sorry about that.

Anyway! A Concert Party at UA! To celebrate the New Year!

And look who’s singing!

Izuku and Kyoka!

Here’s their setlist!

Damn, these kids have range! And Ashido and Kirishima are exploding with excitement!

This a whole love square going on here!

Polyamory or not, you decide who’s with whom!

So, Happy New Year! 🥳✨🤩

and here’s to a fantastic 2025!

[alien-slushie]

*Midoriya fighting Monoma and Tetsutetsu*

Mina: Midoriya! Take off your shirt! It's restricting your movements!

[transfemmes]

I logged into my old account from when I was in like middle school to move a url and got jumpscared by the MinaDeku Native American x Colonizer au

[maggie-d]

Normally I credit artists but they asked to remain anonymous. They're amazing though and did a good job.

[misplacedgamer]

MHA fans after last night

[fizzychocolatemilk]

MinaDeku Headcanons

So, I read this super adorable fic called “The Density of Acid” by EvilMuffinLord on AO3 recently, and it inspired me to make this list of MinaDeku headcanons because the ship is super cute.

- Izuku realizes his feelings during the cultural festival, and he takes up dance afterwards, eventually getting super good at it.

- Mina doesn’t know that Izuku has been learning to dance until he suggests they go dancing as a date. At first, she is skeptical, but during the actual date she realizes oh shit, Midori is really good now. And she has the most fun dancing she’s ever had.

- There’s no set moment when Mina realizes her feelings. It’s just a buildup from time and proximity, but she admires Izuku’s genuine and determined personality and his kindness towards his friends.

- They’re a fun-loving couple. Lots of their dates are more active activities like dancing, going to the arcade, mini-golf, one time they even tried surfboarding together (Mina was better at it than Izuku). 

- But they can also be really domestic. They both really appreciate the sleepy Sunday mornings where they can both sleep in together, then make breakfast and enjoy it with happy chatter about their weeks. 

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Fic title: photos of the past, videos of the future

A general studies student named Hajime Aiko struggled against the crush of students in the tunnel, trying to get free. He reached out blindly, his heart beating rapidly as he worked. He hated being so close to people; he hated when they were touching him. He always felt terrified his Quirk would activate and he constantly checked his gloves…

His gloves! He stared in horror as someone yanked away from him, his glove ripped off, and his hand touched someone full onto his shoulder.

“FUCK!” He shouted, yanking his hand back. He stared in horror as the green-haired hero student he touched jerked his head back, eyes wide at the shout. “Fuck dude, tell me you’re aromantic!” Aiko begged.

“What?” The student called back. Just as above his head, a screen appeared. All Aiko could do was wince in horror. Shit.

“Oooh, looks like we have a Quirk misfire!” Midnight called out upon seeing the screen. The utter glee in her voice echoed through the stadium. “Hajime Aiko is a general studies student with a unique Quirk called Matchmaker! Upon touching someone with all five fingers, he’s able to show various partners for whoever he touched! All of these romantic partners are perfect for them! The screen will show the first meeting and then show their perfect future partners in whoever they’ve currently met!”

Aiko closed his eyes as the green-haired kid yanked away, face red. God, he hated his Quirk!

-0-

The screen above Izuku flickered and then showed the hallway outside 1A. The photo seemed to focus on Izuku and a tall purple-haired teen sitting on a group of students. He blinked, looking at the screen, startled, as Izuku whimpered, trying to get through the crowd of people.

God, this felt so embarrassing!

The screen showed a bedroom, where Izuku laid on the bed, snoring. The covers pooled around his waist, and his bare chest appeared above it. Scars covered him; some burn scars, but some others littered his body. The clock next to him blared, and he groaned. He opened his eyes to glare at the clock but pushed himself up anyway.

Izuku looked to be in his late twenties, with a lot more muscle packed onto him though he kept a somewhat lean appearance. His only clothing was a pair of sleep pants that hung low on his hips. He ran a hand through his undercut as he stumbled out of the room. He stumbled down the hall of the apartment he was in, pausing at a door with a sign hanging from it. It looked like a frog, with the name ‘Tomoe’ carved into it. He cautiously opened the door, poking his head inside.

The room was a little girl’s room, with toys scattered around the area. The room had purple and pinks everywhere and a large circular bed with princess curtains hanging from it. A small form slept on the bed, a stuffed animal curled up under an arm. Izuku smiled to himself and then pulled away from the door, closing it. He continued to walk down the hall. He found his way to a small kitchen done in monochromatic colours. The lights were already on, and a tall purple-haired man sat slumped at the kitchen table. A grey scarf was wrapped around his neck, and he wore a purple and black suit. A half-mask sat next to him on the counter.

“Hitoshi?” Izuku asked. The purple-haired man sat up and turned upon hearing him, a grin spreading across his face.

“Hey, Izu,” Hitoshi muttered back. “Isn’t today your day off?”

“Blame All Might and getting me used to five AM wake-ups,” Izuku replied, walking over to the other man. He wrapped his arm around Hitoshi’s shoulders and leaned in. Hitoshi copied him, the two trading a soft kiss. Izuku pulled away with a smile. “You just get in?”

“Yeah, we caught the guy we were after. Now he’s just been handed off for interrogation. Last hour was paperwork, ugh.” Hitoshi made a face. “I’m done with that.”

“Mhmm, and the fact it’s Tomoe’s first day of first grade has no reason to be part of why you’re back so early?” Izuku asked. Hitoshi laughed.

“Fine, you caught me. But can you blame me?” Hitoshi asked, looking tired. “We both had shitty ass childhoods full of bullying- I can worry about our kid who has a similar Quirk to mine on top of her mutation.”

“I’m worried too,” Izuku admitted. “But we can’t keep her safe all the time, Hitoshi. My mom tried, and look where it got us- I barely speak to her anymore.”

“Your mom went helicopter parent when you were a teenager and didn’t tell her about the bullying until someone leaked those videos,” Hitoshi grumbled. But he then sighed. “I get it, though.” He kissed his husband again, lifting a hand to his cheek to simply hold him there. His wedding ring was on his hand, glinting in the light of the kitchen.

“I love you,” Izuku said as they pulled away. Hitoshi smiled at him, his eyes soft and warm.

“I love you too,” Hitoshi replied. “...and your ass.” Izuku groaned, dropping his head back to stare at the ceiling.

“You just ruined it,” Izuku told Hitoshi as he pulled away. The purple-haired man grinned, reaching out to smack Izuku’s ass and earning a yelp from his husband.

“Did I?” Hitoshi purred, wagging his eyebrows.

“Yes,” Izuku said shortly. Hitoshi stood up to wrap his arms around his husband, showing he was much taller than the other.

“Did I?” Hitoshi said right into Izuku’s ear, purring it out. Izuku’s face went red.

“Hitoshi!”

The video stopped, leaving behind two blushing teenagers. Izuku managed to tear through the students and head to the robots just as Todoroki reached him. As he did, he thought about what the video just showed. He didn’t know the other student at all, but apparently, their pasts were similar. It made him feel comforted, knowing that he would be able to connect to someone. But hearing he didn’t speak with his mother anymore… that made his heart ache. How bad did it get?

Meanwhile, Shinsou Hitoshi wondered how bad it got for him and why if he compared his and the hero course students’ lives. Seeing himself obviously as a hero in the future thrilled him. Seeing him with a partner- a cute one at that- made him giddy with excitement that someone wanted him. Someone trusted him not to use his Quirk on them. But hearing that a hero course student, someone he’d written off as egotistical like that loud blonde kid, had a shitty life… it confused him. He would need to recheck his biases probably.

The screen above Izuku’s head flashed again, and various pictures began flickering again.

“It seems we get some more cute future couples!” Midnight cooed as Aizawa hummed.

“Kid’s been bullied. Didn’t expect that.”

“Well, it now paints a picture of him and Bakugou I’m not too sure about,” Present Mic murmured to his husband, who winced.

“Yeah, it does.” He’d have to look into it more, that’s for sure.

The screen flickered and then settled on a photo of Iuzku and a pink-skinned girl. Ashido Mina gasped, eyes wide.

“That’s me!” she said, seeing the photo from their first day at UA, standing in their gym uniforms. The screen began morphing into the video then.

Izuku was sitting on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table. He looked tired, head back on top of the sofa. He looked similar to the first video, though now he wore grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt. A pink-skinned woman came onto the video, dressed in leggings with a neon green swirl pattern and a bright neon blue crop top. She possessed an undercut, with the top long enough to be put into a ponytail.

“Ugh,” Ashido Mina groaned as she flopped onto the couch, placing her head into Izuku’s lap. “Why did we both become heroes again?”

“We wanted to save people,” Izuku replied, putting his hand on top of her head. He scratched her head, and she groaned.

“Best boyfriend,” Mina muttered. “I love you.”

“Love you too,” Izuku said in amusement. Mina sighed and cuddled closer but then stopped. She made a face as Izuku’s eyes widened.

“Babe, what is in your pocket?” Mina asked as she pushed herself up. “It feels like a box or something did… did…” Mina stared at the red face of Izuku as the man swallowed awkwardly. Then, finally, he glanced away from her, reaching up to rub the back of his neck. “Babe…”

“I uh, I’ve been trying to figure out how to ask.” He replied. Mina covered her mouth, looking startled for a second before tears trickled down her face, and she threw herself at him.

“I love you!” She sobbed. “You- I- I love you!”

“I love you to Mina, like hell I would do to you what your father did to your mother,” Izuku said soothingly. Mina buried her face into his shoulder, and he kept his arms around her. She ended up pulling back with a sniffle.

“I want to see it,” Mina demanded. Izuku grinned and reached into his pocket to pull out a ring box. He opened it to reveal a shiny ring with a decent-sized diamond. Mina squealed and held out her left hand.

“I haven’t asked!” Izuku laughed.

“And I will say yes!” Mina teased. Izuku chuckled, sliding the ring onto her finger, and Mina threw herself at him again for a kiss.

The screen went back to shuffling through photos while Izuku paused to cover his face and scream into his hands. On her part, Mina was covering her face and squealing into her hands. That was so CUTE! And hearing that Izuku wouldn’t be like her dad, just forcing her into a marriage, it felt so nice to hear!!

As the photos shuffled above Izuku’s head, he grabbed a piece of a robot from where Kacchan had destroyed one- something that somewhat went unnoticed given a boy was running around with what looked like his future above his head.

The photo stopped on a picture of that day, slightly awkward looking of Izuku and a blonde boy with purple eyes, a manic smile on his face.

“What?!” Monoma Neito yelled out as the video began.

Izuku, in the video, stood dressed in his hero costume- a very refined version with a utility belt. He had an undercut as he did in the last two videos and looked highly amused as he walked down a hallway. Upon reaching an apartment door, he grinned and opened it with a key, keeping his grin on his face.

Inside the apartment, a blonde wearing a suit stood looking very annoyed. He held a phone in his hand and glared at it in offence. Upon hearing the door open, he whirled around and glared.

“You dare!” the blonde shouted, pointing at him.

“I dare what, Neito?” Izuku asked, his tone completely innocent. He batted his eyes playfully at Neito, who scowled.

“You dare close the fiftieth analyst case this month! You beat my record of forty-eight!” the man shouted. Izuku grinned, waltzing into the room and closing the door behind himself.

“Oh, I dare. Whatcha going to do about it?” he taunted Neito. Neito scowled but then suddenly, the blonde moved. He shoved Izuku against the door and kissed him, hands going up to cup his cheeks. Izuku kissed back eagerly. His hands went to Neito’s hips, and the two kissed fiercely with Izuku pinned by the other. Izuku did pull back after a bit, though. “Babe, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong-” Neito shook his head, but Izuku moved his hands to cup his lover’s face, staring at him with concern. “Izuku, it’s fine-”

“No, it’s not. Usually, by now, you’re whispering all the nasty things you’re going to do to me tonight. But you’re not. So what’s wrong?” Izuku repeated. He studied Neito for a few more seconds. “...Bakugou or Kendo?”

“Izuku-”

“Which one?” Izuku asked. Neito sighed, dropping his hands from Izuku’s face to move to rest his head on Izuku’s shoulder. The green-haired man let him, holding him tightly.

“Bakugou. We had to work together, and he said some stuff about how we’re the same, but you’ve forgiven me and not him.” Neito sighed. “And then Kendo started up with the ‘you need to grow up Neito’ shit and tried to smack me again.”

“Babe,” Izuku wrapped his arms around Neito and hugged him tightly, the blonde hugging him back. “Bakugou is a dick. And Kendo needed to be told off when you were teenagers, not encouraged as Vlad-sensei did.”

“I-”

“No, Neito. Repeat after me- my class rep smacking me was not okay. My sensei failed me when he didn’t stop it.” Izuku said firmly.

“...My class rep smacking me was not okay. My sensei failed me when he didn’t stop it.” Neito repeated. He sighed. “You’re not refuting the Bakugou thing.”

“Bakugou abused me for years,” Izuku said bluntly. “He gaslighted me into thinking it was my fault, that he was right for it. Our teachers did the same. He told me to kill myself. He only focused on himself, calling everyone extras. It took his first apology, but him not changing at all after it, still treating me like shit for me to realize it wasn’t right.” Izuku leaned his head on Neito’s. “Meanwhile, you were a dick. But you only wanted your class to be acknowledged as also being talented. So you pumped up class B and not just yourself. And you never went as far as he did.” The lovers stood there for a few more minutes before Neito moved, leaning up to whisper into Izuku’s ear.

“Do you want to hear all the nasty things I plan for you?”

“Hell yeah.”

Izuku ran to the chasm as the screen above his head flickered again. He tried not to think about the very last part of the recent video. He really tried not to, but he couldn’t help thinking about it. He didn’t know who Neito was, other than a student in 1B possibly, but the last part really… hit him. He didn’t know if it was real or not. But the situation sat in his stomach and ached.

Neito felt a phantom pain in the back of his neck, but he felt himself focusing on the scene. His possible partner liked analysis. Good, he enjoyed it. They made a competition out of it. Excellent… his partner had someone hurt him. Someone in his class right then. Not good. At all.

But Midoriya… comforted him. He told him it wasn’t his fault what Kendo did. And it felt nice hearing that.

Meanwhile, two homeroom teachers were cursing up a storm. Vlad because he honestly hadn’t seen anything wrong with the smacks. He thought it was okay, but hearing one of his students would be affected that far into the future made him question everything.

Aizawa despised that he hadn’t recognized the signs of bullying. He should have- his own experience should have, but he’d gotten blinded by bias. Strong quirks? Rivalry. It had to be, and he’d been blind to the truth. What sort of teacher was he for that to happen?

The students themselves were all reacting. Many of 1B were trading nervous looks, while 1A mostly stopped in horror at hearing the words from Izuku. That happened to him? Truly? What the hell?!

Izuku just tried to ignore it all, focusing on running as the screen changed to show him and a boy with red and white hair on the first day of UA. Todoroki Shouto.

Izuku was back in his updated hero uniform, but he was opening the door of a house this time.

“I’m home,” he called out, entering the house.

“Papa!” voices cheered. Izuku beamed and knelt as three kids ran at him. One was an older child who looked like a patchwork doll, wearing an overall dress, while the other two were toddlers with blue hair dressed in white shirts. One had blue shorts on, and the other had red. Izuku swept them all up in a hug, twirling around with them in his grasp. The kids laughed gleefully.

“One day, you’re going to drop them,” a voice called. Shouto walked out of a doorway. He stood tall and lean, with his hair grown to hang down his back, pulled into a braid.

“Haven’t yet!” Izuku laughed, kneeling to let them go.

“Did you kick butt, Papa?” the oldest asked.

“I did!” Izuku laughed. “What about you, have a good day at school?”

“Miu was getting picked on, so I punched her bully in the face.” the girl chirped. She then pouted. “I got in trouble, though.”

“Oh?” Izuku looked up at Shouto, who shrugged.

“Dealt with it. Reminded them that you’re the number one hero, and you would have no issue cracking down on their school for discrimination.” Shouto grinned, showing off all his teeth. Izuku chuckled darkly as one of the toddlers gasped.

“One! We need to show Papa the pictures!” the toddler grabbed the other’s hand and dragged them off.

“One! Two! Wait, they’re not done drying-” the older child cried, running off. Izuku shook his head, chuckling.

“Man, those three are going to take over the world someday.” he laughed.

“Oh, big time,” Shouto said, walking forward to reach out and pull Izuku into a kiss, tilting his head down to do so. The two kissed lazily in the entrance hall, Izuku wrapping his arms around Shouto. They pulled away after a minute.

“Mmm, seems like you had a good day too,” Izuku muttered. Shouto shrugged.

“Visited Touya and Keigo. We cackled over tormenting the school for Miu and Tomoe.” Shouto said. “It offsets the call from Fuyumi.” Izuku winced.

“Shit, she still on your ass?” he asked. Shouto sighed.

“Apparently, the idea I can’t forgive Endeavour for the systematic abuse he put us through is still a bad thing.” He shrugged after he spoke, not looking bothered. “Natsuo is siding with me at least and telling her to go back to therapy if she can’t accept that we won’t forgive him.”

“That’s good,” Izuku replied. He leaned forward and kissed Shouto again, the other man kissing back. “Ever think we’d end up like this?” Izuku asked, pulling away. “Dealing with three kids, your ‘dead but not really’ oldest brother, and hero work?”

“I’m happily part-time,” Shouto reminded Izuku. “But honestly, I decided I wanted to either be your friend or marry you after our first sports festival, and you screamed at me my fire had nothing to do with Endeavour… and then you broke all your bones.”

“Okay, it was not ALL of them-”

The aftermath of that video shook the stadium. People screamed in shock, shouting it couldn’t be true. But a few stared at Endeavour, and one heard him mutter that it toughened the boy up.

“Shit,” Aizawa muttered, staring at the obstacle course. Todoroki and Bakugou were so focused on the end goal that they barely noticed anything else, while Midoriya seemed to be trying to ignore the screen, focusing on the race. “How many more damn revelations will there be?”

“I dunno, but the screen is flickering again, so we’ll have to see what happens next.” His husband replied. “At least this is helping us figure out information about our students?”

“I kinda hate you.”

“Fair.”

-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-

Notes:

-I used a wheel of names to pick out the order for the pairings. YES THERE ARE MORE. I CAN’T RESIST.

-Shinsou and Izuku would so adopt a kid in a shitty situation so boom, Tomoe is here! She will appear in others to cause if I don’t have to make up OCs I will.

-Ashido’s section is kinda short cause like I blanked on what exactly to do for it, so a cute proposal scene came to mind.

-Monoma is a LOT like Bakugou, he’s just actually pumping up his class and not just himself. Also- Bakugou is still a dick after the apology, gets called out for it and is still a dick. Therefore, the apology is meaningless. An apology ONLY works if you follow through.

-I usually let slapstick slide, but the fact it’s acknowledged fully in canon makes me really go WTF about Kendo. Not cool girl.

-Miu is the daughter of Dabi and Hawks. Tomoe (yeah I know) will punch a bitch for her cousin. One and Two are OCs I tend to shuffle between fandoms, a pair of twins.

[sauerkrauted]

Deku multishippers reading the last 5 chapters:

[nowayjoseluis]

I'm back!!

Almost New Year's Eve.

Gladly I got my Christmas present for myself, another comm from the amazing @omniiro; He still has slots open I think..go check It out.

I'm so in love with this one, these two having a cute, intimate moment It would be so beautiful.

[evilmuffinlord]

The Density of Acid 4- After School Analysis

With Midoriya's feelings out in the open, Mina struggles to understand how she could have missed something so major

Read it on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29496132/chapters/87323248

Or on FF.Net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13821747/4/The-Density-of-Acid

Teaser below cut;

Midoriya had a crush on her.

Mina’s brain refused to process that fact, no matter how many times she repeated it to herself. It was just so out of left field that she couldn’t believe it. Yet, somehow, it sounded so right that she had to believe it, especially when he had been staring at her with a terrified earnestness that was impossible to mistake. 

It had also made her panic. What could she say, when her friend confessed to her out of the blue with a face like that? The last thing she wanted to do was hurt him, but she also had no idea what to do, and in her panic she had said that  “she’d like to, but would have to think about it.” He’d taken it surprisingly well, not looking completely crushed by the cliched line, but Mina still cringed whenever she thought about it.

She risked a glance over at the boy in question, trying to be as subtle as she possibly could. He was trudging along on the opposite side of Tokoyami and Jirou as they made their way back to the observation room, about as far away from Mina as he could get. Apparently that wasn’t changing anytime soon, though she at least understood why he couldn’t stand next to her. He liked her so much that even brushing up against her made him blush, which was crazy to her.

How had she missed this? She was the guru of love, the mistress of romance! She could spot a potential pairing at  twenty meters and help them along the way to a proper relationship with ease! She’d done it a dozen times, after all. How could she miss a boy crushing on her? Especially since it seemed to have been going on for quite some time, if what she suspected about Uraraka and the other's comments in the locker room were true.

It also made her wonder what else she had missed. Were there other relationships going on that she was looking straight past, in her class or otherwise? Between Midoriya and Uraraka, she had missed at least two so far, and it was honestly a little soul crushing to discover. She’d prided herself on her skill for so long. Realizing it was just luck and guesswork was a real blow to her ego.

With a start, Mina realized Midoriya and Jirou were talking and, more importantly, Jirou had just said Mina’s name. Abandoning her previous thoughts, Mina tuned into the conversation so that she didn’t miss anything relevant.

“—really, really sorry!” Midoriya said plaintively.

“You should be,” Jirou replied in an exasperated tone. “I got a cramp in my arm because you two couldn’t stop flirting long enough to untie me! Do you have any idea how many times I called your name before you finally remembered I was there?”

“We weren’t flirting!” Midoriya practically shouted.

“You literally asked her out on top of me. You were absolutely flirting, and nobody could have possibly missed it. Right Mina?”

Mina felt her cheeks heat up at that. She was used to being the one doing the teasing, not being the target of it. Even if she might have deserved it in this case. She really had forgotten Jirou and Tokoyami were there in the excitement and confusion after the battle, which made everything twice as embarrassing. Her only consolation was that those two were probably the only ones who had been listening in. Aizawa usually muted the microphones between matches so he didn’t have to listen to anyone celebrating their victory.

“C-can we just forget about what happened?” Midoriya asked plaintively.

“Perhaps that would be for the best,” Tokoyami said. “To allow dark words to cross one’s lips is the first step towards darkness.”

“I thought you were pro-darkness,” Jirou said.

“I am a proponent of the gentle dark, yes. Not so the false darkness of rumor that obscures the light of decency.”

“I’ve listened to death metal bands that were less emo than you.”

Tokoyami looked extremely pleased to hear that, even if he tried to disguise his preening as scratching an itch.

He and Jirou continued to banter the rest of the way back to the observation room, soothing their nerves from the battle. After this long in the hero program, they were all used to losing a match or two and didn’t take it too seriously. Even still, coming down from the post-battle adrenaline took a while and they had all come up with ways to deal with it. 

Mina liked to chat with her friends, trading jokes or friendly banter. She and Jirou often verbally sparred with each other, since Jirou liked to snark at people and Mina was more than capable of clapping back with the best of them.

But not today. Not when she was feeling so emotionally mixed up and drained. Today she just wanted to get done with class, get some snacks, and veg out at home in front of her favorite show for a while. Maybe after that she’d start feeling like a real person again. 

She reached the observation room first, and stepped inside to a round of applause. Kirishima was the loudest, shooting her a big smile and a thumbs up between claps. The others were less enthusiastic, but no less sincere. 

Mina did her best to respond in kind, but she must not have done a very good job since several people looked at her with concern.

"Is everything alright?" Yaoyorozu asked. "You seem a little out of sorts."

"Pssssh, totally fine!" Mina deflected. "Nothing weird happened at all."

"T-that's right!" Midoriya said quickly.

"Mmmmmhmmm," Jirou hummed noncommittally. 

"Naught worth speaking of has occurred."

"Midoriya asked Ashido out!" Dark Shadow gleefully cried, emerging from Tokoyami's cloak for the first time since the match ended.

There was a beat where no one said anything, just stared openly at Mina and Midoriya. Her cheeks were absolutely burning, and she could hear the high-pitched whine that Midoriya made when he was especially embarrassed.

The silence was broken by the last person Mina would have expected. Aizawa let out a long suffering sigh and rubbed at his temples.

“And there’s the disruption. I knew this was going too smoothly…”

His words opened the floodgates, and suddenly everyone was rushing forward to congratulate the two of them or to tease Midoriya for his timing. It was impossibly embarrassing, but Mina did her best to endure it without looking too upset. Thankfully Aizawa cut them off before too much longer, but it was still an ordeal and a half.

And Mina got the feeling that it wasn’t over. She could feel several pairs of eyes fixed on her, waiting to hear the full story from her perspective. The girls were hungry for a story, and Mina couldn’t quite blame them. In different circumstances, she would absolutely be part of that group, planning how best to ambush the new couple and pry secrets out of them.

She just hoped the other girls would be gentle with her.

[a-clowns-words]

My last Mineta bully ask I promise.

Mineta: "Yes I'm gay. Yes I'm homophobic. Yes we exist."

NOOO PLEASE HE WOULD THOUGH-

OH MY GOD

CACKLING

[poison332]

It’s still leaves me giddy how Mina introduces herself to Izuku. She’s all smiling and hopping around, meanwhile Deku looks like he has no idea what’s happening right now!

Mina’s Birthday tomorrow!

And Izuku thought of a song just for her at the karaoke bar! Yay!

[were-all-going-to-hell-goodbye]

Mina: What did you guys get in your yearbook?

Kirishima: Prettiest Smile

Hagakure: Nicest Personality

Bakugou: "Most Likely to start a bar fight"

Izuku: “Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one”