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literaryobsession · 2 years

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lost || mirio x fem!reader

summary: you saw Mirio Togata’s journey from entering UA to the Shie Hassakai mission

warning: mentions of fighting and death

word count: 2155

chapters: i , ii , iv , v , vi , vii , viii

CHAPTER V- DEKU

"He wants you to introduce Izuku to Sir Nighteye?"

Mirio finally told us the reason why All Might called for him. He left quickly early that day and when Mirio returned, it was time for classes and simply no time for gossip. So we opted to wait until we were back at our dorm.

"Oh right, the first years are allowed to work under agencies that would take them." Nejire remembered aloud, "But not a lot of heroes want to take in first years right now."

Tamaki nodded, "Fat Gum is also quite strict on who he's taking on especially after the attacks made to the hero class. Everyone is on high alert." He bit his lower lip and sighed, "But it will be such a loss if the first years don't get to experience what we have experienced before."

"He's right." Mirio started indulging on his rice, "I have been thinking about it and basically, I'll just have to introduce him to Sir. It will be up to Sir Nighteye if he'd want to have Midoriya around." Then he stopped to ask for my insight, "What do you think, Y/N?"

"You guys are right." Although work-study is such a pain to go through, especially when you're new to it, I think they have to experience it or else they'd lose a lot of valuable time. "But is this just for the boy or do you guys want to introduce the other students to your agencies as well?"

I looked at my friends. They all seem to be in deep thought. Their actions as the Big Three are so important that it can make or break their image.

Nejire pressed a finger on her chin, "We can. We have to but who should we choose?"

Tamaki sunk on his chair, already dreading it. "Troublesome."

"Maybe Eraser Head can help you pick. We can start of with a small number. I mean...if your agencies agree. Let's all ask first." I suggested, chewing on my rice. The Pro Heroes are the ones to allow them anyway, it will be out of our hands after introducing them.

"We can do that. Brilliant as always, Y/N!" Mirio agreed before going off for his third bowl of rice.

"I actually really like the frog girl." Nejire started musing, "And the gravity one, I think they're a perfect addition to the agency."

Then Tamaki breathed out, "They have a lot of classes to make up for, do you think they can do it?" He glanced at us with doubt heavy on his eyes.

"Well, if they want to, they can." I pointed out, finishing my dinner. "We have done it before. They can if they want to. Let's just try, okay?"

Not before long, I felt two strong arms wrap around my shoulders from behind.

"As always, she's right!"

In surprise, I hit Mirio's head with chopsticks. "Mirio Togata!" I yelled out in frustration. Everyone having dinner in the dorm started laughing at our antics. It was quite a habit for him to be physically clingy towards me and I would always be flustered. Everyone in class seem to find it amusing.

Mirio let me go before rubbing his ear, "Sorry." He sent me an apologetic grin. "I'm feeling quite touchy today."

***

Sir Nighteye glanced at us when Mirio finished. He leaned back on his chair before folding his long fingers on his lap, he was quiet.

"So you see, Sir, I bet he's going to be a great addition to the agency!" Mirio stood before him, completely unfazed under Sir Nighteye's scrutiny. "Do you think Y/N and I can bring him over tomorrow?"

Sir Nighteye then transferred his eyes to me. I could have buckled if not for the months of experience I have under him. "What do you think, North Star?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I have seen him before, Sir Nighteye. I think his aura will please you." I informed him, "Midoriya is an energetic boy. He analyzes and he catches on quickly." I had Mirio tell me all about the boy just in case Sir Nighteye would ask me about him.

I was right to come prepared.

Sir Nighteye then nodded, "Bring him over. I'll judge him for myself." He then turned back to his computer.

Mirio gave me a triumphant grin before we left Sir Nighteye's office. "Ah, that got me all sweaty!" He laughed as soon as we were out of the office. "I thought he was going to say no."

Bubble Girl glanced at us from her work station, "I was sure he'd say yes to you two." She gave us a thumbs up before turning her attention to me, "North Star, the additional Shie Hassaikai files are here."

Mirio perked up when he heard, "Is that the yakuza? Are we looking at their cases now?" I haven't exactly told Mirio about it since I don't have much details yet.

I nodded before taking the folder from Bubble Girl, "We're receiving reports of activity around the vicinity and Sir Nighteye wants to know what they're up to. We're suspecting two places where they are located but we can't be too sure unless I get to know one of their glows." I explained to Mirio, who was nodding in understanding.

Mirio asked for the file from my hand and I offered them to him, "So we already have information about them. What are we waiting for? We should go and investigate."

I shook my head, "Too early. Too soon. Sir Nighteye feels there is more to this than criminal activity."

"Specially after the incident with the League of Villains." Bubble Girl added. "Make sure you give Sir Nighteye the files immediately, North Star. We're still waiting for more."

"Sure thing, Bubble Girl." I took the file from Mirio and left them.

We were all early on the train the next day, as Nighteye's agency was an hour away from UA.

"Are you ready, Midoriya?" I glanced over the younger boy who was with us. Mirio looked at him too, flashing him a big confident smile.

"Ah, a bit nervous." Midoriya chuckled softly.

I gave him a smile, understanding how nervous he was. I was too when I first came to meet Sir Nighteye. Mirio also brought me to him simply because he talked too much about me when they first met. Sir Nighteye was curious about the star that Mirio kept on mentioning so I had to come over. He employed me right at that moment.

Mirio didn't have that problem since Sir Nighteye asked specifically for him. The reason why? We don't know but I had always assumed it was because Mirio reminded him so much of All Might.

"Just breathe in and breathe out. Don't forget." I shared the tip with him. Midoriya was hunched on his seat, giving me a sense that he was more worried than he let on.

Mirio leaned down a bit to join in on our conversation. Since I was not that tall, I could easily talk to Midoriya unlike him who had to bend down.

"Listen to Y/N, she gives awesome advice." Mirio winked at me and I rolled my eyes at his play flirting. "She's pretty too, don't you think?"

"Yes." Then Midoriya flushed, "Well, it isn't as though I think she's pretty and I want to be her boyfriend. I admire her and I think it is so amazing that you have such a talented girlfriend! I like you two together! Don't take it the wrong way, senpai!"

"Oh, no no...you have it all-"

But as to be expected, Mirio took it all in a stride, "I'm so lucky, aren't I?"

I wanted to hit him but we were in front of a first year so I will let it slide. But how can he not see how his words were affecting me? How can he not notice how my heart practically wants to jump over to him, offering itself to him?

Midoriya nodded enthusiastically, humoring Mirio.

"Do you like anyone, Midoriya?" Mirio changed the subject and I was just so grateful that he did. The entire train ride focused on Midoriya and the gravity girl that Nejire once mentioned during dinner.

When we arrived in the agency, Mirio and I reminded Midoriya that Sir Nighteye was a strict man but he honored energy and humor above all. If he wanted to be accepted, he had to make Sir Nighteye laugh.

I walked behind the two, putting my bag on my table just outside Sir's office, noting that the reports Bubble Girl usually leaves for me to discuss with Sir Nighteye were not there. Did she report to him herself?

When I jogged over to Mirio and Midoriya, we found Bubble Girl strapped to the tickle machine that Sir Nighteye had in his office. He only used it when things are boring and he needed to bring the humor back in his office.

"Just tell me what will happen, okay Mirio? I'll just check my e-mails." I whispered to Mirio as he and Midoriya watched the scene unfold.

I left Sir's office and went back to my table. Mirio was tasked to introduce the first year to the agency so I won't meddle anymore. I just hope Midoriya will do well on the first impression he will leave on Sir Nighteye. It was crucial.

After a few minutes, Mirio was escorting Bubble Girl out of the office.

"How was it?" I watched as Mirio helped Bubble Girl to her seat, since the other was out of breath.

"Ah, it isn't too good, Midoriya kind of offended Sir Nighteye." Mirio answered me, "They had a discussion about All Might and one thing led to another." It was a well-known fact that Sir Nighteye was a big fan of All Might - his office had a lot of memorabilia just in case someone forgets this fact.

And no one must bring up All Might unless they're ready for a heated discussion.

"Oh no." I bit my lower lip. Let's just hope you find your way out of this, Midoriya.

We heard movement in the office, I feared for the worst but knew Sir Nighteye was a rational man. As soon as the sounds died down, the three of us decided to interrupt.

"I'm hiring him, Mirio." Sir Nighteye announced.

I looked around the room, Sir Nighteye's All Might memorabilia seemed unharmed. There were foot tracks everywhere, even the ceiling. What were they-

Wait. Was he... Whatever Sir Nighteye told Midoriya to do, the young boy did it with the goal to not ruin the merchandise. I stared at the boy on the floor, wondering what kind of abilities he had.

As soon as Midoriya received the stamp, we started cleaning up.

"Sorry." Midoriya piped from the side, cleaning up his shoe prints from the wall. He and Mirio were straightening up the place while I fixed the documents - it was a good thing I know everything on these papers.

"Don't worry about it. You're gonna have such a great time here! Sir is an amazing mentor!" Mirio told him as he fixed the standee, "You alright there, star?" He glanced over to me, walking over and crouching down. "Wow, that's a lot of files. Do you need help?"

"No no, I'm good. Just make sure everything is okay." I told him without tearing my eyes away from the files in my hand.

"Why are you looking, Midoriya?" Beside me, Mirio was grinning from ear to ear at a flustered Midoriya.

"Nothing! I wasn't staring!" The boy denied pretty loudly.

I laughed at his obvious embarassment, does he act a lot like this when he's blushing?

"You're wondering how I managed to get such a pretty girlfriend huh? Or maybe why she even agreed to go out with me?" Mirio supplied different questions, "Or why I was calling her star?"

In his embarrassment, Midoriya managed to mumble, "The last one."

Mirio stood up, loving that he could tell the story again. While he answered the first year, Mirio went back to cleaning up. I listened to how he told the younger boy about the story of how we met, how amazed he was that I could always find him, and that I could tell where he was even when he was doing his best to hide from me.

His voice was always a mixture of being proud, and being ecstatic that he has met someone like me. It felt good that he always sounded that way whenever people asked, Nejire confirms that it was the same manner he answers even if I'm not around. She says that it was even more livelier especially if I'm not around.

And he always ends the story with the same statement he told Midoriya,

"As much as I want to hide myself from everyone else, star always sees me."

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha mirio #mirio x reader #mirio x you #mirio togata

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ibuprofenshot · 1 year

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Would I be friends with MHA characters?

OK I know no one cares abt my relationship with fictional characters so I'm posting this on my dump blog for funsies DONT JUDGE ME IM DELULU OK ok thank you things u should know abt me: I'm introverted and I wont start a conversation with some person I don't know also if you're looking at this STREAM 말하자면 by Kim Sung Jae it's so good ty and rest in peace CLASS 1-A (I'm going to follow seat number order and I'm only doing main characters)

Mina: 100% YES - MINAAA I just KNOW she listens to KPOP - the friend I share the most common interests with (kpop, dancing) - other than that, she's friends with everyone so why wouldn't she be mine? Tsuyu: tbh yeah - I know I said I was an introvert - I don't care - comfortable silence type friendship - She's jus like me fr - I just would OK? Iida: yes - I like people who look out for me so I'll be attracted to him anyways - Big brother yes Ochaco: YES - I love her sm SHES SO NICE - def will be treating her EVERYWHERE - We just get along idk I get her she gets me this is a beautiful AFAB between AFAB relationship Denki: uhmmm yes i think -Look he's nice and all but he's a man and I am wary of men so maybe not as best of friends compared to Mina -He's fun though so plus points for that I think he's pretty funny Kirishima: yeah tbh (2) - again big brother vibes - super helpful super cool - probably won't be around him for much because he's tagging along with Bakugo all the time though Jiro: yes! - super cool super awesome SUPER COOL AGAIN - she jus like me fr (2) - music taste chef's kiss

Tokoyami: no I think - man is too emo for me but I get the hype go and live your wonderful emo life my guy - I like dark shadow though so we might get along

Todoroki: yes>>? -He seems nice but we're both introverts so auhmm -just like Tsuyu friendship -We r both dumbasses when it comes to social cues Bakugo: HELL NO - NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO - SCARY - MEAN - MAN - I will cry Deku: yea :9 - nerd to nerd communication - we probably have so much in common aside from heroes - I just KNOW we'd be good friends Mineta: no - kys Momo: YES - TEA PARTIES - FANCY OUTFITS - SO NICE AND SMART - will lend me reviewers and notes and help me review bcs she's so - I love her

CLASS 1-B (if i can remember anyone other than monoma and kendo)

Kuroiro: tbh yeah - I feel like we get along idk - he's cute why not Kendo: yes!! - Super nice - my AFAB senses are tingling ok I just can't explain it Monoma: yes? idk - he told me that he wanted to have henchmen and I just tagged along idk - he's fun to watch

damn thats really it from 1-B

THE BIG THREE

Mirio: no - I know he's nice - I know he gets naked when he uses his quirk - I dont like naked men Nejire: yes - AFAB tingles again - she probably helped me around the school on my first day Tamaki: no - He wouldn't want to be friends with anyone - I'll leave him alone for his own sake

OTHER HERO ACADEMY STUDENTS

Shinso: no - He's pretty cool but idk I dont think he or I would strike a conversation with one another Mei: yes - I like her inventions I like her veryyy much - interesting to watch - entertaining

ok im tired now bye

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ao3feed-hitoshi-shinsou · 2 years

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Sleep Tight and We Will Show You the Way

Sleep Tight And We Will Show You The Way by he xSunnySideUpx her

We won, we finally did it! The LOV lost, All For One is dead! Izuku is the number one hero and is married to Uraraka, and is the symbol of peace! Him and Kacchan made up, all is well...

Then he wakes up.

Then he remembers who he really is, and then he remembers that it was the same dream he's been having over and over.

Then he realizes... that wasn't a dream.

Then he realizes... that was a quirk.

Words: 3126, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Akaguro Chizome | Stain, Midoriya Izuku, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko, Midoriya Hisashi, Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Rei, Todoroki Natsuo, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Shinsou Hitoshi, Tokoyami Fumikage, Hagakure Tooru, Toga Himiko, Toogata Mirio, Amajiki Tamaki, Hadou Nejire, Monoma Neito, Satou Rikidou, Gran Torino, Ishiyama Ken | Cementoss, Toyomitsu Taishirou | Fat Gum, Ectoplasm, Other Character Tags to Be Added, maybe

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi, Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku, Iida Tenya & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Kirishima Eijirou & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Eri & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Toga Himiko, Hatsume Mei & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Nedzu, Midoriya Izuku & Tsukauchi Naomasa, midoriya izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Toogata Mirio, League of Villains & Midoriya Izuku, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight & Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-B & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Sasaki Mirai | Sir Nighteye, Mr. Brave & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Takagi Ken | Rock Lock, Sasaki Mirai | Sir Nighteye/Tsukauchi Naomasa, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Fukukado Emi | Ms. Joke/Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added, maybe, Amajiki Tamaki & Midoriya Izuku, Hadou Nejire & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & U.A.'s Big Three, Hatsume Mei & Midoriya Izuku & Monoma Neito & Shinsou Hitoshi

Additional Tags: Smart Midoriya Izuku, Analyst Midoriya Izuku, Parental Sasaki Mirai | Sir Nighteye, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead | Dadzawa, Parental Tsukauchi Naomasa, Yagi Toshinori | All Might Being an Asshole, Bakugou Katsuki Bashing, Yagi Toshinori | All Might Bashing, Yagi Toshinori | All Might Being an Idiot, Midoriya Izuku Has a Quirk Similar to Sasaki Mirai | Sir Nighteye, Genius Hatsume Mei, Chaotic Hatsume Mei, Monoma Neito is a Good Friend, Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Maybe

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45476152

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Shindeku Plus #♧#Shindeku #Akaguro Chizome #Stain #Yagi Toshinori #Inko Midoriya #⚣#R:T #A:He Sunny #Quirk AU #Dadzawa

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proxissima · 7 months

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Izuku Midoriya vs Mirio Togata

POV Izuku:

It's not only naturally strong heroes at the top of the UA ranks. You made it to where you are now through hard work and determination! As one of the Big Three, you're closer to being the next number one hero, closer than any of the Pros!

You were chosen to be the original candidate as his successor... You're peerless, in both body and spirit. But All Might is convinced... that I can be the greatest hero! I will be the number one hero!

Togata's attacks are precision predictions refined by training. I can do that too... I have to! I'll absorb everything I can! I'll write down and learn every move of this fight! I have to get better if I want to become number one!

POV Mirio:

Your ridiculous goal, analytical skills and battle style... Huh, I have no doubt in my mind, Sir would like you. I'd love to help you out, but I think I'll take the win today!

Come on, Midoriya, you can't forget to smile! Sir says that all the time. Never forget about the humour! Remember this was just a practice match, not the end of the world. So let's laugh together. Haha!

You're pretty smart, but even if you try to plan and accurately guess where I appear with my quirk... You're still gonna lose, I've trained time and time again to punish those counters. This is what it means to turn experience into power!

Credit to RageVG on Reddit for extracting the files from the game.

[General Overview]

#midoriya izuku #mirio togata #bnha #voice lines #my hero one's justice 2 #oj2 #mhoj2 #justin briner #ricco fajardo

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comicgeekscomicgeek · 2 years

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Their Hero Academia - Chapter 96: Towering Inferno

Continuing my nextgen MHA fic!

Earlier chapters can be found here or by searching the “their hero academia” tag.

As soon as the Green Dagger gave the start signal, the four towers exploded into a flurry of action, with the students from the starting groups scattering like spooked cats, trying to get their bearings. They only had three minutes before the Shiketsu students would be released. Two minutes after that, they would have to contend with the U.A. students. And two minutes after that, SSZ would be unleashed upon the field.

It took Izuku back to his own school days, and the Licensing Exams, both the Provisional and Professional one. Everyone was so desperate to prove themselves and that could easily override more critical thinking skills. If someone was being completely objective, the smartest move would be to stake out the door and mob the competitors entering later. On the other hand, that would require teenagers being pushed into competition with one another choosing to cooperate with students who were ultimately the opposition, and he just couldn’t see that happening this early.

He sighed. He’d been at this for more than two decades, and in that time there had been a shift in how Hero society functioned in Japan. There was certainly still a degree of competition for rankings among Heroes, but the rankings weren’t treated with quite as much importance these days (He honestly hadn’t tried to take All Might’s place as the new Number One. That had just kind of happened! He was grateful to trade it off with Mirio sometimes).. And cooperation was way up compared to when he was a kid, with many Hero teams and partnerships out there.

But at the end of the day… it was still human nature to want to be the best, to be the star. He’d half stumbled into his own fame, but for the countless others in the profession, well, sometimes it was a struggle for a Pro-Hero to even get recognized. Throw a bunch of teenagers together like this and their own victory was going to be first in their minds. Add in the public hierarchy with U.A. and Shiketsu as the big two Hero schools in Japan, and the mix of animosity and envy towards SSZ as ‘outsiders’ and ‘the elite’, and it was all but certain.

Multiple screens around the area displayed different views from the four towers. In the upper left of the towers, tagged as Tower One on the big screen, Izuku watched as the red Seijin ninja found himself being backed into a corner by the girl from Seiai who was generating tendrils made out of some kind of energy. She’d created eight of them all together and while he’d pulled a weapon from within the folds of his uniform—some kind of kusarigama—he was just barely able to parry her attacks.

If Izuku remembered right, the ninja’s Quirk was touch-based. He’d taken down Toshi with it, at least. A bad matchup for him, then. He tried not to smile as one of the Seiai girl’s tendrils slipped past his guard and smacked the sensor on his chest. It let out a high pitched beep and started blinking red.

Above the monitors showing the towers, there were scoreboards, showing the competitors, grouped by school. A red x appeared next to the red ninja’s name.

This was the tower Toshi had been assigned to, so it was where he was going to be paying the most attention.

In the meantime, the Ketsubusu student who was dressed like an old-timey circus strongman had made his way to a higher level. But the strongman didn’t see Kayda Tsuchinoko, the daughter of Tsu’s friend Habuko Mongoose, sneaking her way through the rafters. The Ketsubusu student was strong, but so was Tsuchinoko’s snake tail. If she could take him by surprise, she might have a chance.

Tower Two was going to be one to watch as well. With both Nozomi and Haimawari in it, the action was likely to be fast and furious. There, a Seiai girl had fled from the action and retreated to the top floor. From there, she’d activated her Quirk and was projecting her consciousness into a construct made from the material of the tower. If she could keep her actual body protected, she stood the best chance of running roughshod over everyone else.

Which could be a challenge in and of itself. The Ketsubusu boy in the costume with the arrows has some kind of “push” power, while the girl from Isamu Academy had force blasts, making them well balanced against each other. Both were currently running and gunning, exchanging blasts and dodging the buzzsaws thrown by the green Seijin ninja.

Tower Three, at least objectively, seemed like a broader mismatch of abilities, and was also tilted towards female competitors. Other than Shinji and Ushimaru, everyone there was female. The girl from Ketsubusu had some kind of mental Quirk. She’d been able to make the others run away from her at the outset, but he hadn’t gotten a good look at what she could do at any point in the Festival so far. The Seiai girl had whipped up a cloud of steam, obscuring the entirety of the first floor. The Isamu Academy girl was firing nets randomly in the cloud, hoping to hit someone. Meanwhile, the purple Seijin had pulled a chain from her arsenal and had animated it with her Quirk, turning it into a makeshift fan to give herself a bit of space. There weren’t any clear winners here, at least as far as Izuku was concerned. But Shinji would likely waste little time in dominating the field once he was released.

At least Tower Four was a little more mixed. The Ketsubusu samurai, his armor freshly repaired from Mineta’s kick, had leapt right into the fight, using his energy slashes to scatter the rest. The animal shifter from Isamu Academy had given himself ape-like characteristics and was hanging from the exposed rafters, dodging out of the way of the Seijin ninja’s fireballs. And the Seiai girl was using her heat-generating touch to do damage to the steps, keeping the others from following after her. Kocho was in this one, and her Quirk would give her lots of advantages here. But so was Tatsuma. From what Izuku had seen in the first event, there might not be anything left by the time the others were released.

“We’ve seen first blood drawn already, but things are about to get more intense! It’s time for Shiketsu to join the fight!” Present Mic’s voice rang out.

***

Mika fought down the urge to cheer as Shinji rushed out. It probably wasn’t good to be rooting for the competition, even if the competition was your giant and super hot boyfriend.

“Can’t believe they’re making me wait,” Spencer grumbled. He looked over to the Festival worker monitoring them, who was staring intently at a countdown displayed on a handheld device. “You sure I can’t forfeit my advantage here?”

The worker shook his head. “Sorry kid, rules are rules.”

Spencer kicked the ground in frustration. “Aw, dagnabbit.”

“What, don’t you want to spend more time with me?”

“Later, Mimi,” he replied, giving her a charming smile that made her heart do a few flutters. “Never mix business and pleasure. And the business here’s fighting.”

Outside, Shinji was more than proving his power. He’d opened with a massive blast of wind, blowing all of the steam out of the tower. The girl from Seiai with the net launching Quirk made the mistake of attacking him head-on, firing a pair of nets from the openings in her hands. Shinji just threw back his head and laughed. She couldn’t hear it, but she knew the body language well enough. He threw his arm up in an arc, letting loose a mini tornado almost as tall as he was. It raced out and sucked up the nets and slammed right into the girl, setting off one of her sensors and throwing her into the nearby wall.

The Seijin purple ninja was a little smarter, trying to sneak up behind him. She used her object control Quirk to send one of her chains to wrap him up, pinning his arms to his sides.

Under most circumstances, that would probably have been a smart move. Shinji did use his arms to help direct his Quirk. But that was all it did. Direct his Quirk. He had more than enough control with it to fly, after all. A fierce wind whipped up around his body, pushing the chains away before shattering them.

Shinji was big. And he was loud. And he laughed often. Those were the things people saw, forgetting that Shiketsu was at least as difficult to get into as U.A. and even more rigorous in how it policed and educated its students. It got people to badly underestimate him.

Unlike Mika, it wasn’t something he purposefully cultivated. It was just how things worked out. And it had worked out to his advantage here.

The worker’s device beeped. “Mineta, you’re up in five seconds. Get ready.”

Mika gave Spencer a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll try and leave you somebody to fight.”

The Texan grinned, teeth bared. “Mmm, you’re too good to me, Mimi.”

***

Once, when she was small, Koharu had been channel chasing and had caught a few moments of a sci-fi horror movie, where some terrible monster had gotten loose inside of a space station. It had slaughtered most of the crew and had been chasing the remaining members around. It had been absolutely inappropriate for a child and had given her nightmares for weeks.

When the Nomu had dropped out of the sky during her internship, she’d felt a very similar fear.

What she saw when she flew out of the gate wasn’t quite that bad… but only by a few degrees.

Tatsuma, in her full draconic form, stomped heavily after the competitors from Seiai and Seijin. The samurai from Ketsubutsu was already on the ground, all three of his sensors blinking. His armor had been shattered again, his helmet lay a few feet away, and his sword had shattered itself on her scaly hide. She felt bad for the guy. He’d tried his best to stand his ground, and he’d gotten curb-stomped for it.

The girl from Seiai was just flat out running now, while the Seijin ninja was trying to pepper Tatsuma with fireballs. But using fire against a dragon was just as ineffective as it sounded; the attacks splashed against her scales like nothing.

Tatsuma had one sensor somewhere on her back, between her wings, one on her upper right arm, and one on her stomach, as though daring someone to get close enough to try and hit it. With the increased size of her dragon-form, it made for a very small target.

The shapeshifter from Isamu Academy seemed to have made himself scarce. Koharu couldn’t blame him.

Maybe she ought to just fly to the top? Once she had a high enough vantage point, she could spread her scales and unleash some of her powders over the whole thing....

A screech like a bird of prey shattered any thoughts of strategy right before something slammed into her.

***

“Stand still, dammit!” the girl from Isamu Academy shouted, filling the air with force blasts. She was getting madder and madder, barely even bothering to aim her shots.

Sorry!” Isamu shouted back at the girl from his namesake school. “Can’t do that!” He kept himself slow, zipping along the ground, moving side to side at the same time. It was a lot of concentration, but so far he was managing

He could understand her desperation. She was down to her last sensor. The Ketsubusu guy had gotten both her and the green ninja with a massive spray of scrap from his repelling power. Isamu’d nearly gotten hit then as well, but had managed to push his repulsion field out through his whole body, protecting himself.

Pow! He slammed into the Isamu Academy girl’s legs, flipping her over his back and knocking her down. He spun around, slid into a stop, and stood. There. Her last sensor was on her upper left arm. He charged up a low level pulse and fired it off with a soft pup. The energy pulse splashed into the sensor and set it off with a high pitched beep.

“Damn…” the girl groaned.

But he didn’t have time to rest or celebrate his victory. The sound of metal on metal made him spin. He had just enough time to throw himself out of the way of a punch thrown by the Seiai girl. Or rather, by the construct body she was controlling with her Quirk. He rolled and fired a volley of energy pulses at her as he came up, but it did nothing to slow her down. Behind him, he heard the Isamu Academy girl running away.

He kept the volley up, a constant barrage of shots, but she just kept walking, slowly pushing against them.

Wait! This was just a construct, right? He gained next to nothing by fighting it. It didn’t have sensors, her real body, wherever that was, did. They were on the second floor of the tower, and he knew at least some of the fighting was on the ground floor. If she was smart, she’d have gone to high ground…

“And now it’s time for SSZ!” came the voice of Present Mic.

The chill that ran up his spine had nothing to do with fear. Definitely not. Not at all. Nope.

A high pitched whistle made everything stop.

“What the hell is that?” the construct demanded, stopping suddenly. She looked around in alarm.

Oh shit,” Isamu thought.

“A nightmare,” he said out loud.

***

“HAAAARRRAAAH!” the Ketsubusu strongman let out a roar, his muscles becoming even bigger than before. He swung a meaty fist in a wide arc, but Toshi was already moving before the blow could hit him.

A quick gravity bounce sent him up and over the bigger student and as he dropped, he increased his gravity and kicked, slamming his feet into his back. It sent him flying, but didn’t knock him down. And unfortunately, the sensor there’d already been triggered, probably when Tsuchinoko had gone after him. So all it bought him was time.

The strongman spun and growled, dropping into a fighting stance. “Pretty fancy footwork, Mini-Deku. Your dad teach you that one?”

“Actually, no,” Toshi replied. He bounced lightly on the balls of his feet. A lot of his fighting style came from Great-Grandpa Torino, studying what little footage there was of the man. He couldn’t match Nozomi’s mid-air redirection, but he could bounce just fine.

He launched himself, towards the nearest wall at low gravity and bounced off it, launching himself at the wall on the opposite side. There, he bounced again, towards the back wall and back towards the muscleman.

Despite his size, the Ketsubusu student was faster than he looked. He spun and caught Toshi’s head in his hand, swinging him around and slamming him into the wall. Stars exploded behind Toshi’s eyes for a second. He’d been cycling his gravity up in prep for impact and the guy’d still managed to fling him around like it was nothing.

“Imagine somebody like me getting one over on somebody like you,” the strongman said. He cracked his knuckle. “I’m going to enjoy this.” He flexed again, growing even more muscular still. Once more, he let out a bellow.

“HAAAARRRAAAH!”

Both of them stopped at the second scream, which was tinny and high-pitched, a sound like a cartoon mouse would make.

Both Toshi and the Ketsubusu competitor looked behind him to see… a miniature version of the Ketsubusu student, maybe only about waist high, flexing and letting out another tiny bellow of rage.

“HAAAARRRAAAH!”

The tiny version let out another warcry, before breaking out into laughter. Both Toshi and the Ketsubusu student could only watch with fascination as his body stretched and reshaped itself, into a muscular, dark-skinned boy. It was the shapeshifter from SSZ, the one who’d been clowning around during the opening ceremonies by turning into Quirky the Quirkasaurus. Not quite the same, but still clearly the same person. The crowd was audibly in hysterics.

Everyone continued to stare at each other for a moment, before the shapeshifter broke into a toothy grin and laughed, throwing his head back, before doubling over with laughter. “Sorry,” he said after a moment, “but I just could not resist. You should have seen your faces!”

“What?” the Ketsubusu strongman said, flatly.

The shapeshifter cut off his laughter and pointed at the strongman. “You! That’s what you look like. All brute force and no style. Where’s your sense of showmanship? You dress like you’re part of the circus, but you have all the charm of a drunken office party!” The strongman seemed to deflate slightly.

Toshi, however, was quicker to recover his wits. And with one of the Ketsubusu guy’s sensors exposed now that his attention was on the shapeshifter, he increased his gravity and drove a punch right at it.

THWACK!

The impact sent the Ketsubusu strongman flying.

Toshi spared the shapeshifter a quick glance. His form was changing again, but Toshi couldn’t tell into what, just that it was horrible. “Sorry,” Toshi said, “but I… gotta bounce!”

Shifting his gravity, he launched himself into a bounding jump to put some distance between him and the shapeshifter.

As he bounced away, he could hear the shapeshifter call out. “I will give you a five second head start just for that pun!”

***

Koharu slammed the heel of her hand into the nose of the Isamu Academy animal shifter, forcing him to release her from his taloned feet. He looked disoriented, flapping his wing-arms hard, as though staying airborne was all he could manage. She hadn’t broken his nose–thank goodness–but that had definitely hurt. His Quirk didn’t seem as versatile as SSZ’s shapeshifter; it looked like he could only take on animal characteristics, like she’d seen him do back during the first event. That was something, at least. It meant there were limits.

He’d put his sensors all on his front. One on each shoulder and one dead center of his chest. While he was still stunned, she fired a blast of String Shot at him, hitting him with enough mass to knock him back as it expanded into a net. It hit him dead on in his center mass, triggering the sensor and pinning him to the wall.

He struggled against it for a moment before his shape began to change again, taking on the muscles and dark fur of a gorilla. Before, her String Shot and Mineta’s balls had pinned him pretty decisively. Here, he had more leverage and her String Shot began to tear.

Which was when the rumbling started. She was flying, so she couldn’t feel it, but she could certainly hear it. And worse, the whole structure seemed to be suddenly shaking.

The sounds of battle that had been filling the structure had come to a clumsy halt. Just moments ago, she’d been able to hear Tatsuma’s heavy footfalls on the floor above and the screaming of the other competitors as they tried to avoid her or stop her without success. The sound of her flame breath had been even scarier, truth be told.

What she hadn’t heard or seen, she realized, was SSZ’s competitor entering the tower, even with the doors open. Maybe she’d just been distracted by her own fight, but she didn’t think so.

She’d seen Torino and Ushimaru during the first event and the other boy was a very good shapeshifter. The other girl had some kind of water power, right? She remembered it now, the girl rolling out like a small wave during the opening ceremony.

If the ocean ever disappears, don't go looking for it.

It was a lesson drilled into every school child, especially those who lived in coastal cities and island communities.

“High ground!” she yelled. “Get to higher ground!” She flapped her wings hard, heading for the staircase. Going outside would make her too exposed.

“What?” the animalistic shapeshifter asked, confused.

Over her shoulder Koharu could see the arena floor had been ripped open, and a massive wave of water was spilling out from the entry gates, flooding the first floor. The Isamu Academy student was swept away and slammed around. And worse, the water was following her, heading up the stairs!

***

“That’s where you put your sensors?” the purple ninja demanded. One of hers was already glowing. “What is wrong with you?” She’d ditched her chain weapons from earlier and now held a pair of boomerangs. But she also had the high ground, so to speak, having been coming down the stairway as Mika was going up it.

Spencer and Shinji had been going at it when she’d left the bottom floor. And not in the hot way she’d had liked to see and would hopefully be dreaming about tonight. She and everyone else down there had wisely decided to scatter from the ensuing slugfest.

“What?” Mika asked, batting her eyelashes innocently. So she’d put two of her sensors on her boobs and the other on her butt. Psychological warfare was a legitimate tactic for keeping people from trying to touch them! And the officiants hadn’t said a word about it, even if they’d given her a look, so obviously it was fine, right? She was reasonably sure it was fine.

Also, she hadn’t completely heard the ninja over the howling of the wind and the way that ninja mask muffled her speech. Plus there was some kind of rumble and shaking that she didn’t know the cause of. But she was very good at reading people’s reactions to her antics.

The ninja threw her boomerangs, which were glowing as they left her hands. Mika dodged under them, firing off a volley of her balls. The ninja dodged as well, so that all they did was hit the wall. “Guess we both missed,” she started to say.

SMACK!

Something slammed into her ass, making her yelp and her sensor there go off. The boomerangs sailed around her, landing back in the ninja’s hands.

Right. Boomerangs came back. And an object control quirk. Stupid!

“Hey, at least buy me dinner first!” she yelled, firing more balls at the ninja.

“By the gods,” the ninja said, “Don’t you ever shut up?!” She dodged the volley, but one of the balls struck one of her boomerangs, knocking it out of her hand. The ninja let out a cry of pain and tucked her hand against her body.

It was just the distraction Mika needed. “Only if my mouth’s otherwise occupied!” Mika brought her head low and charged up the steps, catching the ninja off guard as she headbutted her in the stomach.

Mika kept her speed up, hooves clanging on the metal of the steps, until she reached the top of the stairs. She stopped suddenly there, letting momentum launch the ninja. She landed on the ground in a heap, another of her sensors now blinking.

~*F~*E~*A~*R~*~

It hit her like a blow to the head. Sudden, overwhelming, fear. No, not fear. Terror. The kind of fear reserved for a plant eater suddenly sensing a wolf. The kind of fear that provoked stampedes out on the prairie. The kind of fear that stirred up something ancient and primal in her, and played the sound of ancient hoofbeats in her mind.

Mika ran.

***

Deku being the Symbol of Hope or not, operations at Might Tower were played fairly close to the vest, and as a result, information about what students had interned there recently wasn’t publicly available. The I. Island footage on the other hand, was all over the internet, if you knew where to look. A lot of it was about as high quality as Bigfoot sightings, but if you knew what you were looking for, there were things that stood out.

The same things that had been standing out in public footage of the Shield for a little while now. One For All was about as well understood as the inside of a cat’s head, but Nana Shimura and Sorahiko Torino had kept careful records of everything they’d been able to learn. And all of that had been passed down to The Six Wind Hero - Cyclone, Nozomi Torino. The moth girl was worthy of closer inspection at another time (she’d received Uncle Izuku’s approval, after all), but right now, she was in the same field as Haimawari. She’d agreed to participate in the National Festival partially because the Headmaster requested it, and partially as a training exercise for herself, but now her priorities had shifted.

“Six seconds until entry.” She took a few rapid breaths as the officiant gave her the warning, stretching her lungs.

None of the competitors in the tower had been eliminated yet, and from the screens available, and what she could hear, she was fairly certain she had a fixed location on where her target was.

The roar of the crowd swelled, but her focus remained on the countdown “--one, and… go!”

A high-pitched whistle tore through the air, the exhaust ports her Quirk left across her skin tearing against the air as she burst out of the starting gate. Most of her propulsion came from the soles of her feet, but the ports on her arms allowed her to fine tune her steering. No sooner had the excitement of her and her teammates entering pushed the crowd into further enthusiasm, she clocked the glint of a metal blade flying at her. The ninja student had let themself fall behind as the fighting headed up the stairs, likely waiting to ambush new entrants. A reasonable tactic.

Unfortunately, it meant he was between her and her objective.

The propulsion from her feet abruptly cut off, and she expelled air from one side of her arms, flipping her harshly over the path of the incoming weapon. Her mid-air position was an awkward sight to behold, but she simply let out another blast from her feet and resumed her forward path. She pivoted again, diving under a second blade, then shoved her palms into the ground. Another blast of air, and she flew upwards into her attacker.

“Oh for fu–”

Whatever the Seijin student was about to say turned into something you might hear from a children’s squeaky toy, as Nozomi’s fist met his abdomen. Nothing added from her Quirk except the momentum behind her flight path. ‘Practical training’ was what Uncle Izuku used to jokingly call her signature uppercut. For a brief moment, she could feel the shape of his ribs against her wrist, before the impact sent the boy flying away from her. She hadn’t hit a sensor, but maybe the impact would trigger one of them. Not her concern.

The ‘pup’ of Haimawari’s Quirk was audible one floor up, interspersed with heavy crashing sounds. Not easy to hear, but if you were already listening for it, you could catch it. He hadn’t pressed his advance further yet.

A floor to ceiling bounce let her build up speed before she flew up and just beyond the edge of the tower, grabbing onto an edge to come swinging around. And there he was. Haimawari, fighting some creature made of garbage.

“Hey, U.A.” It wasn’t the teasing tone she reserved for Toshi, and she certainly wasn’t smiling the way she did for him. She landed in a crouch at the edge of the floor, and shifted into a runner’s starting stance.

“I’ve got something to find out from you.” She took a deep breath, and a thought and a split-second scream later, the distance between the two of them vanished.

***

As Toshi headed for the next set of stairs, something thick and warm wrapped around his body. Not the shapeshifter from SSZ. He’d left him behind when the red ninja had interrupted their chase. The laughing shapeshifter had said something about not being able to resist messing with such a humorless guy.

Toshi looked down to see red, scaly coils wrapped around him, leading up to the ceiling, where they were attached to a red-haired girl in place of legs, who was hanging in the rafters. Kayda Tsuchinoko. They’d met a few times over the years, though the last time was probably more than five years ago, owing to their families mutual friendship with Aunt Tsu and Uncle Rikido, but he wouldn’t say he really knew her. Sato probably did.

“Midoriya, right?” Tsuchinoko asked. “Can’t believe I actually caught you. That’s going to win me some prestige back at school even if I don’t win this thing!”

Toshi tensed against her coils. Contrary to how it often looked, he didn’t actually have super-strength. He just used his ability to adjust his gravity to give power to his punches or his jumps, but he couldn’t actually lift a car over his head or break out of chains or anything like that.

Beep!

The tip of her tail pressed against the sensor on his chest. She’d missed the others, at least.

“Good job!” he said. And it was. He hadn’t been looking up. A big mistake, obviously, and she’d taken advantage of it.

“But not good enough!”

He canceled his gravity just enough to make himself float and activated the CO2 jets in his boots. He hadn’t used them during the first event, because he only had a limited supply and because they’d been out in the open, where it was easy to get around by jumping. The sudden acceleration was like being shoved forward by being hit by a truck, but Tsuchinoko let out a yelp. She was dragged from her position in the rafters and trailed behind him, still wrapped around his middle.

As the edge of the Tower approached, he cut his jets and returned his gravity to normal, landing on his feet. He increased his gravity to turn himself into the unmovable object and Tsuchinoko snapped around him, her tail releasing as her upper body went flying by.

Toshi grabbed her tail as her upper body went sailing out into the open air and let himself fall backwards, dragging her back inside. He released her and got quickly to her feet.

She stared at him with eyes with slit pupils. “You saved me? Why?”

Why had he done that? It would have been a nice, easy victory. One person closer to guaranteeing he’d be in the final round. But…

“My body just moved on its own,” Toshi said. “Instinct, I guess.”

“Still got me, though,” Tsuchinoko said. She pointed to a sensor on her tail. “Guess even an accidental tag counts.”

They probably should have fought. It was the smart thing to do. To try and get another strike in that way.

But…

Toshi gave her a smile, before bouncing off. “Good luck!”

***

As Koharu flew, the water followed. It has swept up the Isamu Academy animal shifter (who’d managed to survive by taking on shark characteristics) and slammed him into a wall, setting off one of his sensors. And it had continued to flow even as she’d climbed higher.

It was only when she reached the top floor, open to the sky, that she understood the severity of what had happened. Up in the air, she could see the arena itself had been damaged. The ground had been torn up and exposed pipes shot water into the air in pitiful sprays. The water girl from SSZ – Amani, that was her name – must have pulled more water from the plumbing in order to get that much liquid.

A stupid part of her brain wondered if the toilets were still working after that stunt. Another part called it all overkill. And yet a third wondered if SSZ taught its students to use such over the top measures or if it was just Amani. And then she remembered Ushimaru and Torino, and decided that making that big of an impact might just have been their thing.

Other than the Ketsubusu samurai, who’d been eliminated early, and the Isamu Academy shapeshifter, it looked like everyone else had made it to the roof. Tatsuma was there in her dragon form, the girl from Seiai with the heat touch, and the blue ninja with his fireballs. Tatsuma’s sensors were completely untouched, but both of the others had only one left.

In a show of surprising teamwork, the Seiai girl dropped to her knees and unleashed a wave of heat into the roof, projecting it towards the stairs. Tatsuma and the ninja both unleashed their own firepower on the advancing water as well. It sizzled and steamed, but still rose up in a massive column. It towered over them for a moment, before it came crashing down.

The Seiai girl was swept away, falling off the tower. She screamed as she fell, making Koharu wince in sympathy. That was a long way down. The ninja was swept away too, but he pulled a grappling hook from somewhere and threw it, snagging a spot along the edge of the tower.

And Tatsuma? She stood there and took all of it, not being moved in the slightest. The only thing she did to defend herself was to flip her wings in front of herself, protecting her sensors. It was impressive and terrifying all at the same time.

The water pooled and pulled itself towards one spot, rising up and becoming Amani, now magnified in scale enough to look the dragon in the eyes. Koharu couldn’t make out any sign of the SSZ student inside the mass, it seemed that she wasn’t just controlling the water, but was one with it. Midoriya would probably have some really helpful insight as to what that meant and how to counter it, but she was at a loss. Amani and Tatsuma were sizing each other up, like a pair of wolves who had suddenly stumbled into each other’s territory. Tatsuma’s throat swelled as she drewin a breath, preparing to let loose another fire attack, while Amani’s enlarged figure once again collapsed into a roiling mass of water, only her head visible. All three of her sensors floated and bounced inside her watery mass.

This was not a fight she stood any chance in. Both of them outclassed her on every possible level. Neither of them were even paying any attention to her, even though her instincts were screaming that would change in an instant if she made a move on either of them.

But…

She flapped hard, flying past them. As she did, she released a cloud of her Paralytic Powder. It probably wouldn’t do anything to either of them, but at least it would make her feel like she’d done something.

She swooped down outside the tower, to where the blue ninja was pulling himself back up. She flapped her wings harder, arms extended out in front of her, as she dove towards him.

“Hai-yah!” With one hand still hanging onto his climbing rope, he threw a volley of fireballs at her with his other.

Internally thankful for the flying drills she’d been put through at the training camp, Koharu dodged them easily. Down to his last sensor, he was getting desperate, his aim erratic. And then she flared her wings, flipping upward, and slowing her descent. As she did, she unleashed her sleep powder, filling the air with orange-yellow powder. His mask helped him some. Most people went to sleep almost immediately, but he was able to throw another few fireballs, his aim even worse than before. His other hand began to slip, until, finally, he started to fall.

She swooped down again, and grabbed his arm, bringing him to a stop with a sudden jerk. His sudden weight made her wings ache as she fought to keep from dropping. Gritting her teeth, she brought them both into the third floor of the tower and dropped him on the still wet ground. His last sensor was on his head, attached to the side of his ninja headgear. She gave it a hard slap. It let out a high pitched beep and she breathed a sigh of relief.. The ceiling dripped on her head.

“That’s three eliminated for Tower Four!” came the voice of Present Mic. “And… Amani has walked off the tower? Talk about making a splash!”

“Yes, but I don’t think Tatsuma liked that, Mic… But with Shiketsu, SSZ, U.A., and Isamu Academy in the final round for this tower, she’s likely to get a second chance to even the score!

***

Driven by unrelenting fear, Mika took a running leap off the side of the tower and began to fall. In that instant, all the induced and irrational fear vanished, leaving her mind as clear as it ever was.

***

(Back at U.A., Chihiro Kaminari suddenly felt the urge to make a sarcastic comment and wasn’t sure why.)

***

Unfortunately, it was replaced by very real and very rational fear. Mika was a tall girl, with dense bones and muscles, and ample amounts of body fat in a number of places considered conventionally attractive by society. All of which meant that she fell very quickly.

Okay brain, she thought, I know I’m usually drowning you with thoughts of hot bodies, but right now, I can’t boobily breast my way out of this, so I need you to do math. You’re falling at x speed, the floors are x meters apart, angle of descent…

She quickly fired a number of balls from her horns, covering the ground below.

BOING!

Grateful for the fact that she didn’t stick to her balls (No, no time to laugh!), Mika instead bounced off them like a trampoline, hitting at just the right angle that she went sailing back into the ground floor of the tower. She slid along the floor until she collided with the central pillar.

“Let’s… not do that again,” she said, quickly getting back on her hooves.

There wasn’t anyone near her on the ground floor at the moment and she was ashamed to admit she’d lost track of who’d been tagged and who hadn’t. She could still hear the sounds of high-speed winds, backed up by a booming laugh, which meant Shinji was still in the game at least. The sound of heavy footfalls, like hammers on anvils, accompanied by delighted Texan yelling, told her that Spencer probably was too.

Quickly, Mika peered around the central pillar to check the other side of the floor. There, as she’d expected, Shinji and Spencer were still duking it out.

“Holy hurricanes!” Shinji bellowed. “I haven’t had this good a fight since I went up against Tatsuma! You are indeed a worthy adversary, friend!”

He shot both arms out, unleashing a massive funnel of wind.

Spencer, meanwhile, was glowing as he ran headlong into the funnel, his arms out in front of him. The wind funnel brought him to a stop momentarily, the glow around him getting brighter as he pushed against it. Little by little, he was actually making headway against the gale, his feet actually leaving footprints in the metal floor.

“You ain’t… so bad… yourself… pardner,” Spencer grunted. He started glowing brighter as he pushed forward.

Shinji planted his feet and kept up the blast of wind for another moment, until he abruptly stopped. Spencer, surprised by the lack of resistance, tumbled forward. Meanwhile, Shinji sidestepped him and thumped him on the back as he stumbled past him, hitting one of the three sensors that were in a triangular shape on Spencer’s back.

Back when they’d been waiting to be released, Spencer had explained that “If they’re seeing my back, then I deserve to get hit.” Mika could respect it, even if she didn’t follow the logic.

Spencer quickly spun and prepared to attack again, while Shinji rose up on a small tornado and shot away from him. He let out a laugh of his own. “You are good, big fellah. Not many people’s pulled that one off. You got me once. But that’s all you’re gonna get.”

“You’ll forgive me if I disagree!” Shinji shouted, whipping up more winds.

Out of the corner of her eye, Mika spotted someone coming down the far stairwell. Not the purple ninja, but the girl from Ketsubusu, all in black, save for the blank white mask that only showed her eyes. She had to have been the one who’d caused her to go over the tower edge. The Isamu Academy girl had been the one firing the nets and the girl from Seiai had been the one making the steam. And she hadn’t seen either of them in a while.

The Ketsubusu girl began to raise her hands to the sides of her head, her line of sight focusing on Shinji and Spencer. She hadn’t noticed Mika yet. Good.

Lowering her head to aim, Mika fired a pair of balls at the girl. One hit her left arm, breaking her stance and concentration. The other hit her in the stomach, doubling her over and tripping her sensor.

“And that’s three down in Tower Three,” Mount Lady announced. “U.A., SSZ, Shiketsu, and Seijin take this one!”

“Great shot, babe!” Shinji called out, his fight with Spencer already forgotten.

She heard a massive clang that sounded like Spencer kicking the floor. “Ain’t gonna lie, that was nice shootin’, Mimi.” She caught a disappointed tone in his voice.

She walked around the corner. “But you wanted to fight more, didn’t you,?” she asked, a smile tugging at her lips.

“See? You just get me, Mimi.”

***

Toshi was shifting through gravity in high gear, bouncing off walls and the ceiling as quickly as he could. Ahead of him, he could see the red ninja creeping along. Concentrating, he poured on the speed.

“Meteor… Smash!”

He slammed into the ninja before he could react, knocking him down and triggering a sensor. The ninja snapped back up, trying to strike at Toshi (And probably employ that nerve paralysis Quirk of his again), but Toshi had lowered his gravity quickly enough immediately after impact that he went flying out of the way, flipping and landing in a crouch.

The red ninja looked down at the sensor as though it had personally offended him. It was his second strike.

There was a strange sound and a subtle feeling of a change in air pressure, coming from behind him. He didn’t think, he just lowered his gravity and jumped straight up. His head bumped the ceiling, but it was a small price to pay. A bright blue beam sailed under him and struck the red ninja before he could get out of the way, tagging the last of his sensors. It was a force beam and slammed him backwards.

The ninja slumped against the wall. “All my ninja arts,” he muttered, “useless…”

Toshi looked behind him, to where the beam had come from. It was the Shiketsu competitor, the girl with the three eyes. He hadn’t seen her at all during the first event, but why hide such a simple Quirk?

Wait. She did have three eyes, didn’t she? But then why did she only have one eye now?

“Thank you,” the cyclopean girl said, “for setting him up for me. But my gratitude extends no further. We are still competitors here.” She brought her hands up and released a double-barreled blast.

Toshi turned and bounced, heading toward the stairs. He beams flashed around him, but fortunately none of them hit. Was her depth perception poor with only one eye? If so, that was a bad combination with an Emitter-type Quick like that. He poured on a little more speed…

SMACK!

He impacted hard with something solid and unbendable, where there should have been empty air, and fell backwards, landing on his butt. He looked up, blinking away stars, to see a pinkish energy field in front of the stairs. And just behind it, clearly generating it, was… the cyclopean girl?

Did she have any energy manipulating Quick then? But then why were there two of her? And each one only had one eye. Which meant that there was probably a third one running around somewhere too, no doubt with a unique ability all her own.

At least now he understood why they hadn’t seen much of her during the first event. With a Quirk like that, it was probably great for intelligence gathering, on top of the offensive abilities.

“Good job, To,” the one who’d fired the beams said, coming up behind him. “I knew we could lead him into a trap.”

“Of course, Ko,” the force field wielding one said.

“All right!” a voice called out. It was another one of the girls. She seemed a little unsteady though and leaned against the wall to guide herself as she approached. “We got him!”

Both of the other girls gave each other a look, then nodded. The force field generating one encased the third’s legs in a block of pink energy and the blasting one hit her with blasts from both hands. The blasts rocked the third girl’s body, tagging one of the sensors as well.

“Well,” the third said, her voice suddenly and surprisingly deep and accented, “it was worth a shot.” And then… the third girl changed. Her form blurred and shifted until she became SSZ’s shapeshifter. He tried to change form again, starting to become something big and monstrous, but more force fields held all his limbs in place while the other blasted him again and again.

Which was when someone else let out a war cry and Toshi barely had time to dodge out of the way. It was the actual other cyclops girl, this one clearly with some kind of strength Quirk. He bounced out of the way of her strikes, rebounding off the walls and ceiling, before barreling back towards her. She parried each time, deflecting his strikes and sending him flying until he could right himself. Her reflexes were good; her strength was even better. This could go badly for him, especially if the other two took down the shapeshifter and joined the fight.

A beep told him that the other cyclopes must have finally taken down the shapeshifter. Toshi paused just long enough to look.

“Th–th–that’s all, folks,” the shapeshifter said, a pig snout suddenly appearing on his face.

“Let me guess,” Toshi said, carefulling looking between the one-eyed girls, “mental connection between your selves he didn’t have?”

The two one-eyed girls looked him over. “Smart,” the blasting one said. “Not a lot of people who can figure that one out.”

Both of them got ready to fight again.

“And with that, it’s three down for Tower One!” Present Mic announced. “After such a strong showing, who could have predicted SSZ wouldn’t make it to the finals for this tower?! U.A., Shiketsu, Isamu Academy, and Seiai are going on to the next round!”

***

Torino tore through the constructed body of the Seiai girl like a missile, shattering it into a thousand pieces. “Good,” she said. “Just the two of us now.” And she launched again.

There was a time, when faced with an opponent with a personal mad on for him, that Isamu might have panicked and tried to run. Which was not to say he wasn’t still afraid, but a full term at U.A. with Aizawa for a homeroom teacher,, an internship under Deku, the events of the Tokyo invasion, the I. Island affair, and the summer training camp had changed his initial reactions from one of flight to one of fight.

At the speed Torino was traveling, he barely had time to do anything but react. But he threw up both hands and projected his repulsion field outward, as hard as he could. Torino slammed into it with a mighty crack and bounced off, flipping in the air, before she landed on her feet.

“Good reflexes,” she said. And then she was moving again, ricocheting around until she became a blur. His helmet sensors attempted to track her, but she flickered in and out from tracking. The sounds of her rebounding off the various surfaces became a staccato rhythm as he waited for the next strike, from whatever direction it would come. He was getting dizzy from turning to try and follow her.

She struck again and again, and each time, he just barely managed to get a repulsion shield up in time to deflect her blow.

“Your defense is acceptable, but where’s your offense?”

He could have pushed his field through his whole body. That would have offered some protection, but it might not have been enough, not all spread out like that. But he’d already been slow a couple times, now, getting his shield up with microseconds to spare. He had to get lucky every time. She only had to get lucky once.

And so did he.

He sucked in a breath and called up his Quirk into his hands. A few months ago, he’d have never dared try this, for fear of completely exhausting himself. But the more he’d trained, the greater his energy reserves, it seemed, especially since the start of the summer.

He let loose, spinning, arms out, filling the air with rapid fire, low-power blasts from his Quirk. “MACHINE-GUN SHOOT STYLE: MAXI-BLAM!”

Much as a disco ball filled a room with light, his arms filled the air with small pulses of energy as he spun in place, waving his arms through the air. None of them carried more physical power than one of his punches might – he was going for quantity over quality here – but that was hopefully all that he needed.

Isamu was well aware that this was a trick he would probably have only used under desperate measures in the field. It was too wild, too undirected, too dangerous to have used on the streets of a city unless he had no other choice.

But if this wasn’t desperate, then what was?

It was almost deafening, between the screaming whistle of Torino jetting around, the sound of his blasts hitting the metal structure of the tower, and the sounds his blasts made on their own.

KA-POW!

But there was a very distinct sound his blasts made when they hit someone.

He had shut his eyes shut before spinning, to avoid the resulting dizziness otherwise. As he opened them, Torino was nowhere in sight. Then there was a soft crumbling sound from above, and a piece of grit clattered off his helmet. He abruptly looked up, and Torino was clutching onto the ceiling, perched on one of the beams.

“Plus Ultra offensive effort,” Torino said. He’d managed, through sheer luck, to tag one of her sensors. And from the way her other arm was cradling her midsection, it looked like it had hurt.“But your follow through leaves much to be desired.”

Torino released her side and brought up an arm in front of her, gloved palm open. “Air Force - Ten Percent.” The fabric of her glove abruptly swelled like a balloon, before there was the shrrrp of velcro coming undone. The glove flew off her hand and tumbled clumsily but at high speed straight down. Isamu raised his hands in front of him in reflex, bringing up a shield, the glove slapping against it.

While his arms were still raised, he felt his stomach drop as there was a sound of impact on the floor in front of and below him. It was immediately followed by an impact, and a crunching sound as one of his sensors was triggered and smashed. Then his brain registered the impact.

Isamu’s costume was designed like motorcycle gear, to cushion impacts and protect his bones and vital organs from being smashed if he smeared himself on the pavement or ran into a wall. The blow knocked all the air out of him in one massive puff of breath and it was only by virtue of the padding that the blow was slowed just enough that he didn’t also lose his lunch. Throwing up in his helmet would have been very, very bad.

He sank to his knees, holding his stomach. But he managed to bring his head up to see Torino towering over him. She took his helmeted head in her ungloved hand. “You’re skilled. I’ll give you that. And you’ve found a lot of uses for your Quirk. But you lack a killer instinct. That will cost you, every time.”

She drew back her other fist to give him another punch. “And I can keep this up as long as necessary until you tap into what you were given.”

Which was when he activated his Quirk again, extending an adhesion field through his helmet. Torino’s eyes widened in surprise and then Isamu took off at full speed, dragging her along with him as he zipped along on all fours. She threw off his balance something terrible, and between her body and her cape, she created a hell of a lot of drag. But he didn’t particularly care where he was going. He zipped left and right at random intervals, turning sharply near corners to try and bang her against the wall.

Torino fired her own air jets, trying to change their direction, but he kept his own thrust up, matching her burst for burst, at least for the moment.

But he was so fixated on her, that he wasn’t completely watching the road ahead. It was only when his own proximity alarms started screaming that he looked to see a long, fleshy tube stretching out ahead of him.

“Look out, you idiot!” Torino yelled.

Both of them slammed into the thick tube and bounced off, separating in the process as they skidded to a stop.

The tube retracted, but the rest of what it was attached to rounded the corner. Miyahara, Shiketsu’s stretching rubber man.

“I don’t know what you two were getting up to,” he said, “but that was way too easy.”

Miyahara started extending his arms. “I finished off the ninja, and somebody got the girl with the force blasts, so this is for all the marbles.”

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Isamu would give Miyahara credit, he had a lot of confidence for someone who was facing two-to-one odds against two people with high mobility and range. Even as his arms stretched out to ensnare them, Isamu and Torino moved.

They hadn’t planned it, hadn’t spoken to each other, but their Quirks made it perfect for her to go high and him to go low. Pressed so low to the ground that the zipper on his jacket scraped against the floor, he slammed into Miyahara’s legs at the same time that Torino slammed into his head.

Isamu kept going, while Torino bounced around for another strike, now aiming for his midsection. This time though, Miyahara elasticized himself against the impact and he stretched against her blow, until he snapped back, sending her flying like a pellet from a slingshot.

There were a lot of flying heroes that that probably would have worked on. But Torino’s skill and particular Quirk let her almost immediately stop herself, rocketing back again.

Isamu, for his part, drew himself up and fired off a volley of energy pulses. They were physical impacts, so they stretched Miyahara’s body out as they hit (Which was something he was probably going to be seeing in his nightmares.), but did little or not damage.

He may have read this one wrong. The rubber man may have, in fact, been more qualified to deal with them than he’d thought.

“Sorry,” Miyahara said, though he did not, in fact, actually sound sorry. “I’m pretty much punch proof.”

His arm shot out and Isamu was forced to duck and slide again, keeping just out of his way. Miyahara was good, though, stretching out of the way of Torino’s rapid fire strikes at the same time, his rubbery body moving like a snake.

He got lucky and his hand wrapped around Torino, elongated fingers pinning her arms to her sides.

“Fine,” Torino gave him a once-over, before a smile pulled at one side of her mouth. “Let’s see what your limits actually are.”

As it turned out, holding on to someone who could effectively fly by shooting air out of holes in their body was not a good way to limit the use of their Quirk. Torino jetted off again, around and around the central column of the floor, back and forth, this way and that, with Miyahara’s arm stretching and being pulled along the entire way.

Miyahara’s look of alarm swiftly became a grimace of pain as he tried to resist the pull, stretching out his other arm to grab onto a ceiling beam in an attempt to anchor himself.

That was when Isamu took his shot. A repulsion pulse, dead center mass, tagging one of Miyahara’s sensors. More importantly though, it knocked him off his feet and he went flying, his other arm reeling him in like a fishing line. Miyahara banged against the tower structure several times by the time Torino stopped, collapsing in a heap at her feet, all of his sensors lit up.

Isamu had far too much of a sense of self-preservation to point out that she’d copied the same basic strategy he’d used on her.

“And that’s it for Tower Two!” came the voice of Mount Lady. “With that brutal takedown, SSZ, U.A., Seiai, and Ketsubusu will be advancing to the final round!”

“And with that,” Present Mic added, “Round Two is over and we have our tower champions! They all fought an amazing fight, but what will happen in Round Three? We’ll find out after a short break! …and I’d also like to give a big thanks to our dedicated maintenance staff, who I’m sure will have the arena grounds handled just fine.”

The look Torino was giving him, though, suggested that her interest in him was far from satisfied.

Great.

Just great.

#my hero academia #their hero academia #fan fiction #fan fic #my writing #toshi midoriya #isamu haimawari #mika (tha)#koharu kocho

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lemillionism · 5 years

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TAG DUMP !!

#main verse. ( A LITTLE BIT OLDER A LITTLE BIT WISER. )#quirkless. ( NOTHING I’VE DONE UP TO NOW WILL EVER BE USELESS! I WILL ALWAYS BE LEMILLION! )#plus ultra. ( EAT THIS )#Mirio. ( number one of the big three )#nejire. ( she'll shine the brightest )#tamaki. ( eat the sun !! )#the big three. ( we'll save this world )#Deku. ( blockhead? you’re a blockhead? )#sir nighteye. ( i'll make you proud )#aizawa. ( show me your guidance )#nsfw. ( look a w a y )#out of character.#headcanon. ( writing the story )#musing. ( piecing it all together )

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Pack Headcanons

A/N: This is just to introduce packs that I'm going to use in future Omegaverse stories.

Gender Neutral

Bakusquad Pack:

Formed during the student's second year at UA. They are all currently pro heroes and live together in a house. Bakugo owns an agency where the others work at with him.

Bakugo--Alpha

He is the primary leader of the pack, so he dictates how things are done.

Bakugo does give Kirishima chances to "temporarily" take over through fights.

He's very soft towards the Omega in his pack.

Likes the number of pack members there are because it's easier to keep track of everyone (He already struggles enough having to watch over Denki).

Kirishima--Alpha

Kirishima doesn't mind being under Bakugo's rules as he has a lot of respect for him.

Fights with Bakugo for fun on most occasions, but he sometimes will get into a standoff with Bakugo if he's being a little too rough with the Omega.

Kirishima is also comfortable with their packs size.

Denki--Beta

Denki really looks up to Kirishima and Bakugo because of their skills.

He does get jealous of the two alpha's, especially when they drag you away from him when he tries to hog you.

Denki does make it onto the charts when it comes to hero work thanks to Bakugo and Kirishima's support.

He's very territorial when it comes to new people, so he really doesn't want any additions to the pack.

Reader--Omega

You are the more level headed one of the pack, so you keep everyone functioning together (Your technically the REAL leader of the pack).

You hold so much power over the others in the pack, and can make them stop arguing by simply walking into the room.

You have to be very careful in your day-to-day life as omegas have become quite rare.

Big-Three Pack:

The pack was formed during the student's third year at UA. They currently live in a large apartment close to the hero agencies they work for. They are highly ranked heroes.

Mirio--Alpha

Mirio is a really good Alpha by treating his pack with kindness, only being stern with them when it's necessary.

He is very protective of you and Tamaki, and makes sure the two of you always have everything that you want.

There's not a lot he has to do in terms of leading since Shinso and Tamaki do pretty well on their own, and Mirio doesn't have to worry about any arguing or fighting between them.

Shinso--Alpha

Shinso likes to be left to his own devices, but he always seeks you out when he actually wants to get some rest (The others leave you two alone during these times).

He is the most aggressive when it comes to protecting you and Tamaki as he will snarl at anyone if they get too close.

Likes to go to cat cafes with you (Tamaki and Mirio join when they can).

Absolutely loves the company you give him during most nights while he finishing some things.

Tamaki--Beta

Most of the time, Tamaki will find himself drawn to you since your presence helps him calm down.

He'll follow close behind Mirio and Shinso when you aren't around, but if you are, his arm is hooked onto yours.

Whenever Tamaki's anxiety gets extremely high, Mirio, Shinso, and You all cuddle together in your nest to help calm him down.

He's very timid, but if someone does something to upset you he does a complete 180.

You--Omega

You are outgoing, but still somewhat introverted, so you can keep up with Mirio's bright personality and Tamaki's timid one.

You tend to be more of a night owl, so you spend most nights sitting with Shinso and talking to him as he finishes work.

Every once in a while you can be pretty clumsy, which causes the others to sometimes be on alert to prevent any mishaps.

Pro-Hero Pack

This interesting combination came to be because of you, after you caught the attention of these three alphas. You live with Hawks, while Dabi and Aizawa "drop by" for a long while. There's no alpha in charge either, since they all think they're in charge.

Aizawa--Alpha

He's the more level-headed alpha in the pack, but that doesn't mean he can't be aggressive.

Likes to just relax with you, until Dabi or Hawks interrupts (Dabi is the worst about this though).

Aizawa will sometimes take you to his house when he gets tired of the other two bickering, but it never ends in him willingly taking you back to Hawk's house.

He treats you very delicately.

Hawks--Alpha

He gets along pretty well with Aizawa, but not with Dabi.

Hawks gets pretty jealous when it comes to the others spending time with you, but he'll just pick you up and fly off somewhere when it becomes too much for him to handle.

He really likes to flex in front of you by buying anything you want, and he loves to see you smile when he gets you something (He probably gets a lot of shiny things for you).

Hawks, because of his bird type mutation, nests, which means that the two of you will build nests together.

Dabi--Alpha

Dabi is highly mischievous with everything he does and Hawks is usually his target when he messes with others.

He doesn't really care much for Aizawa, so he doesn't make much conversation with him, unless it's about you.

Dabi doesn't really know how to act around you at first, but he really likes the comfort you bring him, which is something he hasn't been able to feel in a long time.

He doesn't see any judgement in your eyes when you look at him, nor disgust or pity towards his physical appearance, which is what made him fall for you.

You--Omega

You tend to be more nice than you should be towards the three, and they do take advantage of it quite often.

The main reason why the alphas have been able to survive together in this pack is because of their love for you.

They may fight and argue a lot, but as soon as they pick up on your discomfort, they're swarming you and apologizing over and over.

You were confused at first when the four of you got together, but they have proved that they are more than worthy enough to be in a pack with.

#mha omegaverse #mha fanfiction #bakugo x reader #kirishima x reader #denki x reader #shinso x reader #mirio x reader #tamaki x reader #aizawa x reader #hawks x reader #dabi x reader #alpha mha x omega reader #omega reader

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thelonglist · 3 years

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Masterlist - Part 4 - BNHA fan fic recs

I feel like crap after my Covid booster shot so i’m not getting out of the house today. On the bright side its the perfect time to get around to finally making part four of this masterlist series. I was thinking that I would make either a list for non-bnha fics or a list of bnha animatics next. If you have an opinion on the matter feel free to message me or comment about it. Once again thank you to all the amazing authors for writing these fics! Without further ado, here is list number 4. Enjoy!

Here are links for Part Three, Part Two and Part One

For reference:

L - longer fic (100,000+ words)

O - One shot

& - ongoing

# - Complete

! - favorites

Thank you!

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Fics that do not quite fit in to the following categories -

! Beyond the Broken Horizon - L & tododdeku Shiketsu Izuku

Noisy As The Dead - & izuku & past ofa users ghosts

Izuku Adopts Dabi as His Emotional Support Bastard and Society Suffers the Consequences - &

No One Sleeps - O# 5+1 fic Izuku sleep walks

The friendship between a nightmarish bunny and a little girl - # noumu izuku

Wunderterror - & afo & izuku

! Through the grapevine - O # 5+1 fic ingenium hears about izuku from others

Permanent Membership Guaranteed - & vampire ofa

always just out of reach - O # v sad Izuku doesn’t exist but people still remember him

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Quirks cause plot (and problems) -

Feral - & Izuku is hit by an anger quirk

In which the Bakusquad try to start a prank war but end up really, really confused instead -O # bakudeku

He's my twin. Kinda. - & dimension travel

Remembrance - # time travel izuku is sent to when Nana was still alive

A fishy situation - # izuku gets turned in to a mermaid

Like Minded. - O # Aizawa and Izuku enter each other’s mindscapes

Don't Miss Me (But I'll Miss You) - & Izuku has a forgetting quirk

Is It Wish Fulfilment If You're Thirty? - & time travel fix it

Eject Aspect - O # overhaul arc

Bakugou's Week from Hell - # bakugo is stuck in a time loop to save Izuku’s life

as small as an elephant - & izuku and aizawa are turned in to cats

The Worst Things (get better) - & class 1A gets hit by a worst memory quirk

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Space AUs -

Midoriya Izuku's Guide to Escaping Your Home Planet Twice - & space au izu is a space bandit

! Accidental Human Acquisition - & space au humans are space orcs alien eri, aizawa , bakugo and human izuku get captured by space overhaul

Theseus' Ship - O # space au creepy afo

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Cryptid/BAMF Izuku -

! death upon desire - & immortal Izuku

North Side of the Tree - & forest spirit izuku

! What's Your Plague? - & bakudeku apocolypse au

Nihil. - Izuocha reincarnation

This is (the real) me - O # scary Izuku during class Mirio fight

T.A.G. (The Assassin's Game) - # scary izu

Not All Cures Can Heal All People - O # Izuku & Shigaraki red shoe theory quirkless clinic

Accident Prone - & quirkless vigilante izuku

midoriya izuku kills people and bakugou katsuki absolutely called it - & eldritch Izuku

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Dad for one -

Teeth and Claws - O # vampires Dfo

Just Watch Me - & dfo izuku and shigaraki

Objectively Speaking, it Could've Gone Worse - O # dfo

Faith Becomes You - O # spirit afo and Izuku

Please Be A Hero - O # crack Izuku wants to beat all might

! The Brains, the Brawn, and the Wallet - # crack big bro Tomura

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Crack -

Shouta's Guide To House-Training Two Idiots - & all might and izuku go live with Aizawa to hide from Afo

! Mutuals - O # shouto & izuku have tumblr blogs

What’s The Right Age To Give Your Child Their First Firearm? And Other Questions by Midoriya Hisashi - O #

The Son of All for One Must be a Demon - # izuku collects dads

Overachieving - & Izuku accidentally starts a mysterious quirk analysis firm

don't look back into the sun - O # dustbunny this would be in the cute section but this ship is pure crack so i’m putting it here

Cats on Cats on Cats - O # dustbunny same here

The Perils of Parent Teacher Interviews and Small Glass Bottles - O # Dfo/inko parent teacher conferences

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Dark: shades spanning from pitch black to light grey -

between all these undefinable, impossible odds - O # russian roulette suicidal izuku

! Cain - O # extreme bakugo bashing

Hero Analysis for the Future, No. 13 - O # Kirishima and mina read Izuku’s suicide notebook

Prisoner - O # evil ofa

You're Not Alone - & creepy Dfo

Don't Swallow the Cap - O # semi-immortal izu

Killing Time - & zombie au

Poor Unfortunate Soulmates - H eri & deku are platonic pain sharing soulmates

bloody smiles and bruised knees - O # izuku & dabi

The Darker Sides of Deku - L H

Shattered minds - & unethical human experimentation super soldier Izuku

How To Decipher A Midoriya's Mumbles - O # crack jiro hears izukus mutters

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Cute<3 -

Tuning in For Your Radio Static. - O # erasermic welcome to nightvale crossover

First Impressions - O # Izuku sees ghosts shinso and izuku

Say Goodbye to Yesterday (It's a New Day) - O # ghost Oboro

i'm having a secret conversation about you with the tiny stars in the pitch-black sky - O# deku & eri

fault lines (drawn on my heart) - # tododeku soulmate au

Class 1-d(A)ycare - O # daycare au

Peptalk Talk Them to Plus Ultra! - O # mic pep talks izu before the entrance exams

Green Tea with the Demon King - & izuocha

! Childrearing for Cosmic Horrors - O # Dfo & yoichi baby izuku

People Watching - O # izuocha modern au collage au

Rule Breaker - O # Aizawa adopts traumatized baby izu

Still to Life - O # aizawa adopts baby izu

! Never Even Saw it Coming - O # izuocha ghost izuku blind ochako no quirks au

! Home is Where... - & the cutest izumomo

! Time was an abstract thing - O # Izumomo Izuku and Momo get trapped under rubble

! Like Shakespeare in the Park - O # bio dadmight kid izuku aizawa finds lost kid izuku in the park

you've been talking in your sleep (things you'd never say to me) - O # izuku talks in his sleep

Sleepytime Hotline - O # Shindeku all night radio show contest

Deku Fan Club Origins - O # everyone loves izuku

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Sickfics -

A Family of Choice - & sick orphan midoriya’s secrets are exposed and is adopted by aizawa

Absent - O # sick Izuku dfo

giving up the fight - O # Sick Izuku survival training

Man, You're Sick - O # sick bakugo

Gifts and Talents - & sick Izuku

Puppy Love - O # sick Izuku izuocha nurse ochako

Somethings Never Change - O # Bakugo takes care of sick izuku

I Don't Deserve It - # sick shouto tododeku

It's The Little Things (That Make You Break Out of Prison Without Thinking About the Consequences) - O # dfo takes care of sick Izuku

Get Well Soon, Midoriya! - class 1A takes care of sick Izuku

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Fantasy -

Sunshine Riptide - O# kirideku

Honour among thieves is the ancestor of all honour. - & tododeku

Complicated Answers - O #

Even Spiders Undergo Metamorphosis - O # creepy dfo

Lairbreaker - O # dragon Izuku and dekusquad of bandits

#bnha fic recs #tododeku #IzuOcha #midoriya izuku #dad for one #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha fanfic recs #fic recs #bakudeku #time travel au

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BnHA Ch.355 - Review, parallels & comparisons

I didn’t love this chapter as a whole, but I still think there’s some good stuff worth noting. First, Jiro! She’s clearly not prepared for the unholy monster that is AFO. (And, to be slightly fair, AFO is using some new quirks we haven’t seen before, like whatever turns his arm into a semi-sentient demigorgon that bites his opponents.) Plus she’s flying on a classmate’s back. It would be abnormal if she wasn’t terrified.

Throughout the manga, Jiro has never been treated as one of the “strong ones.” She’s got tons of attitude, but she’s not angry or confrontational. Personality-wise, she seems best-suited for reconnaissance not battle. E.g., she’s the only character in the last arc that asked after All Might. (In the School Festival arc, it’s Bakugo who prompts her to stop giving a shit about what other people think.) But her quirk works well against AFO because she can really mess up his infrared/radio wave sensing, so Jiro HAS to step into the battle role. She finds a truly critical mission put on her plate before she’s ready, much like Kaminari in the war. And, like Kaminari, she rose to the occasion — that panel of her screaming at AFO sure did look like her triumphant solo moment in the school festival.

Other than her quirk, battling AFO is a HUGE leap for Jiro. Remember, she was taken out by Mirio in 1 second, and she felt weak compared to Bakugo on the bus to USJ……..

She got super nervous before the provisional licensing exam. Her big arc centered around her singing and bringing people together (which she was initially too shy to do), not on her quirk or heroic skills. But together with Tokoyami and Hawks, she’s able to fly and land a critical hit on AFO.

As for the Twitter feud over “feminism”, I just don’t see anything wrong with how Jiro is portrayed. In this chapter, Jiro is being treated with respect by everyone around her and the narrative is giving her a chance to be a critical battle hero. Now, if ONLY the female characters get hurt in this final arc, or HK overly focuses on female characters getting mauled, then perhaps there’s something to dig into. But Jiro losing one of her earphone jacks and then overcoming her fears and pain to land a badass combo hit on AFO? I am fine with this.

I feel like I should talk about Endeavor and Hawks, but meh. What stands out to me is how Enji pictures his sons in his head. He sees Shoto as a surly, angry kid glaring up at him. Meanwhile, Toya is manic with wide eyes and an enormous grin, looking down on Enji from above. This is how his sons look at him. This is what he sees. And yeah, it’s what he deserves.

Moving to AFO, you can laugh at AFO’s “fowl” pun all you want — it hides that his battle strategy is wrong, wrong, WRONG. He assumed the heroes would stall him until Endeavor was back in the fight. He assumed the heroes would leave the heavy hits for the Number One. But when Endeavor got hurt, it was a combo of the #2 and two students (one who placed at the Sports Festival, but the other largely unknown) that cracked his helmet. Hell, even AFO’s pun references a DUO, but there’s THREE heroes who are involved. And AFO also assumes the “children” just so happened to be paired with the “big shots,” as if Tokoyami and Jiro werent chosen strategically. As if Hawks’s wings can’t pick up on sound vibrations. That’s how little attention AFO pays to the “extras.”

Look at the laundry list of what AFO says — motives, words, deeds, abilities, (quirk) power. What did he leave out? Willpower. Hatred. Feelings. Emotion. That’s why Jiro’s rallying cry has to be “you made my friends cry,” and that’s why a closeup of her anguished face is right next to Hawks moving into the stream of her Legato move for the final slash. (It would make more sense, generally, for her to draw inspiration from Momo, Kaminari, or even Bakugo rather than Izuku and Aoyama, but in the context of a true hero selflessly “raging for the sake of others” I do see why it has to be those two.)

The vestige part is interesting. AFO has a big smile as he says, “Their very wills…they were spurred on by this?” AFO sure wasn’t smiling when New Order revolted. He was grimacing, cursing, and screaming. I don’t know what he just realized, but I’m guessing it’s not good for the heroes if he’s grinning. There HAS to be more to AFO right now than just “he knows he’s won even if this body dies”. Like we all knew that at the outset of this fight — AFO original recipe is still very dangerous, so the heroes have to separate him from Tomura and kill him, but that diverts resources from Tomura, so AFO’s got the heroes outwitted no matter what happens to this body. But also, AFO doesn’t take chances unless he HAS to, so he won’t let his original body die just to fully “vest” in Tomura. He’s gonna hang on as long as he can and take down as many heroes as possible, right??? And surely he’s got some sneaky game-clearing moves nobody’s ever seen, yeah???

#bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha 355 #mha 355 #AFO #all for one #kyoka jiro #jirou kyouka #earphone jack #hawks #fumikage tokoyami #mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha meta #mha meta #vestiges #AFO’s vestiges

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H*lding H*nds Imagines

I am once again making content for me and me alone because I have an unhealthy obsession for BNHA blond boys

BNHA Blond Boys X GN!Reader h*nd h*lding moments

Characters: All Might, Present Mic, Fatgum, Twice, Aoyama, Ojiro, Kaminari, Bakugo, Honenuki, Monoma, Mirio

All Might

Knuckle brush

You handed him things before

Stacks of papers to grade, coffee after a long day, a napkin when he goes into a coughing fit

But something about this time turns his face a deep red

He withdrew quickly, in a jerking manner that dragged more attention than you’re sure he meant it to

He cleared this throat and thanked you quietly before shuffling off

It took a few moments to really set on you

You’d made contact

Such little contact you’d barely even felt it

He was cold, his skin rough and calloused, wrinkled and dry

How you managed to notice so much with such brief contact is astounding

And also incomparable to how much he noticed

He’s thinking about it all day, glancing at where the contact was made, shuffling, flushing to himself, holding his knuckles to his lips

Do it on purpose next time you hand him a stack of papers and he’ll drop them

Present Mic

In a crowd

It’s LOUD

You and Hizashi are trying to get home after a live show

The crowd is huge and still hyped from the concert

The quarters are tight, the space is limited, and without his towering hair spike it’s hard to keep track of your loud blond

Eventually a strong clasp from a hand horribly decorated in rings, fingerless gloves, and black nail polish claps on your wrist as your continued to be pulled though a crowd

When the world finally starts to calm and you have room to breath his hand slides to connect to your palm

Fingers intertwine with yours as a series of “Y’all good?”s start, followed quickly by an excited narration of the chaos that just ensued

He’d taken your hand so causally you barely even noticed

The two of you walked in a much calmer crowd, hand in hand, as Hizashi randomly picked bystanders out of his vocal range and made up their life stories to tell you

Fatgum

Big hands

You laid idly on the couch in Fatgum’s office, the interns long sense gone home

A pile of paperwork blocked your view of your hard working hero as he sat at his desk

You slumped and slid off the couch, boredom rising as you phone lie dead on the table nearby

A loud groan drives a “Just a bit longer, gumdrop” from behind the piles of unfinished work, a bit longer could be years for all you cared

Sliding across the hardwood floor on your back, you found yourself beside Taishiro’s desk, looking up at him from an angle you were rather use to

He was focused, with a smile still on his face as he worked, writing with one hand, the other causually turning Takoyaki in the grill built into his desk

You sat up, watching quietly. He was typically pretty observant, but he may not yet have noticed your approach

When his hand stopped turning and released, you took your chance

Both your hands snatched his wrist, sitting up a bit to rest yourself on his lap, you examined his large palm

He chuckled, “What’cha doin’, cupcake?”

His hand was massive in your own, enough to make anyone feel like a child. It could engulf you, hold half your torso and still have a pinkie to spare

You pressed on his palm, he hummed and returned to work, leaving you to admire as you pleased

His knuckles were scarred, several gashes and scrapes from punching at materials harder than even his fat could handle

Old burns from cooking, white spots on his finger tips from a time before he learned patients

You leaned back on him, holding his hand in your own, and watched him work

He seemed much more blissed from your company

Twice

Not enough hands

Jin’s a very physical person

He hangs off you every chance he can get, coddling and loving on you

He finds it annoying

So it’s not surprise as you two settled down for a movie night he was instantly on your lap like a cat

He lays over you like a blanket, limbs tangled every which way, head on your chest, looking at you more than the movie

One of your hands lay idly by your head, that one he has his own over, fingers tangled messily, almost uncomfortably

His other arm trapped under you, a hug from below, resting also uncomfortably against your spine

Leaving your free hand to tangle in his hair, a rare sight to have his mask off, though it probably wouldn’t last the whole movie, it should be cherished until then

When you notice his staring at you more than the screen, you choose to join him

You slide your hand from his hair to his cheek, he leans into it with the most lovestruck puppydog look a man his age could muster

He then starts to fidget around, moving like he’s stuck

It doesn’t take long from there for him to start getting frustrated with himself, splitting an argument for two between just him

You gently lift his head to regain eye contact and ask what’s wrong

He nearly starts crying

“I want to hold your cheek too but I don’t have enough hands!!”

He’s not willing to remove your hand from his hold or pull his other arm out from under you to compromise his own needs

He does eventually start crying over his lack of extra limbs to love you with

Aoyama

Standing ovation

Roaring applause rippled thought the auditorium

It wasn’t a big show, or a big stage, but it was your first written play, and seeing it go over so well was enough to bring a tear to your eyes

You joined the audience in standing to applause as the actors took the stage for the final bow

Only the lead, your star, wasn’t there with them

You blinked once, twice, three times before panic set in

There’s no way Yuga Aoyama would miss the chance to stand center stage in a spotlight. If he wasn’t on stage something must have happened

You tried your best not to look around too fervently, not wanting to startle anyone else

When a hand clasped yours

“And let’s not forget the playwright~✨”

Before you could question how he said that with his mouth, you were dragged onto the stage by your previously mentioned star, with his own mic in hand you don’t remember giving him

He held your arm up above his head as he runway walked his way along the stage, you closely in toe

You were going to go on stage eventually but you’d planned to be a lot more quiet about it, when more people had left early not wanting to sit though the applause

But instead, here you were, center stage, hand held high like you’d just won a boxing match by your own and only Aoyama

How he could stand being this bright all the time way beyond you

For now though, it was rather nice

Ojiro

Lost and found

You stepped out of your class stretching, ready for a well deserved lunch break when you heard your classmates muttering

“Isn’t he from the hero course?”

“What’s he doing?”

Being nosy wasn’t usually your strong suit, but the mutterings has peaked your interest

You followed the eyes of those speaking to find a blond boy sitting in the floor of the hall, knees pulled to his chest to keep his legs from disrupting the flow of traffic, with his tail resting over his feet to protect them from being stepped on

He smiled and gave a light wave to your class as the dispersed

You alone approached him, curiosity peaking. Why was he sitting out here in the hall?

When question he very sheepishly answered, “I, uh.. I got lost on my way to class”

There was several things wrong with that

Number one being, he’d been at this school half a year now. He has one classroom, a big classroom, in the hero course. It’s not easy to miss??

Number two, it was noon. Lunchtime. He has one classroom. How long had he been lost???

These questions had answers and he was, while slightly embarrassed, happy to share he had, in fact, been lost all morning. Not just in finding his class, but also in finding the exit to the building, any teachers he knew, or his phone to call for help

You began to feel sorry for the guy, as this seemed to be a common occurrence in his daily life

With a sigh, you offered your hand to help him up

It was lunch, for all courses, so surely he’d see his hero course classmates in the cafeteria. No one turns up Lunchrush’s food after all

He smiled and took your hand, lifting himself from the floor with a thankyou

“I’m Ojiro, by the way. You are...?”

He was rather polite to talk to the entire walk, his grip on your hand was soft, gentle, and his smile never seemed to waver

Kaminari

Swing yer partner round and round

“Oh this is my JAM!”

Mina excitedly turned up your shitty little radio before kicking herself up off the floor, grabbing Sero all in one quick motion

The two danced horribly off beat, you quickly guess Mina had never heard this song before in her life, just wanted to get moving

“Come on you two, it’s dance break time!”

You found yourself enraptured with her energy, already forgetting the homework you all were doing

Kaminari took your hand much like how Mina took Sero’s and began to dance just as off beat and spuratic as queen pinkie had

You laughed, stumbling with every step, same as the others, the giggling energy filling a previously silent room

Denki’s fingers dug into your knuckles as he smirked, suddenly spinning on his heel and dragging you with him

The two of you became a tornado in your tiny dorm room, barely keeping from knocking into your tea table as you spun like a couple of children

You could hear Mina cheer and laugh, a brief glanced told you Sero was recording this silly moment

You looked across the way at your dance partner

Spinning, laughing his head off like this was the most fun he’d ever had, eyes closed, caring not for his surroundings

You decided to let go

The momentum sent you both toppling, you safely into Mina, who was more then ready to catch you

Denki got the much less desirable aforementioned tea table, which sent him toppling backwards over the also aforementioned homework

If you all could have laughed any louder, you would

Bakugo

Sweaty hands

You always knew when Bakugo was going to hold your hand

He may think he’s smooth, wiping his hand on the pocket of his pants before reaching behind himself to grab at you

But you’d always notice

It was a good indicator you were walking too slow for his liking, or the area up ahead was crowed, or that he simply felt you were too far away

You couldn’t initiate holding hands, when he didn’t actively want to be in contact he’d keep his hands shoved deep in his pockets

So you just had to wait for him to wipe himself off and reach for you

You were free to wrap yourself around his arm whenever, though

He’ll look pissed, but won’t say a word

And if you move away, he’ll wipe his hand on his pants, and offer it to you, a silent plea for you to come back

Honenuki

Magic hands

You stretched out over the couch of the 1-B common room with a whine, the rest of your class in a similar state

Training was hell today, sparing with class 1-A was never a joke, and with Monoma egging the whole game up to be more than it should have been, it all just escalated to a point you all wish it hadn’t

“Alright, next.”

Honenuki, a godsend, your blessed angel, helped Tsuburaba off the second common room couch, his typically wide eyes closed and relaxed as he wobbled his way across the room

You happily took his place, stretching out on your stomach before your classmate with the magic powers of massage

His hands pressed into your back and you instantly relaxed, letting out a low hum as you snuggled the pillow under your chin

Honenuki returned your hum, his hands pressing into all your tenses spots, almost instantly releasing them from their knots

You’d probably have fallen asleep, if it wasn’t over so fast

He had the entire class to get though after all, though he hated to rush an art form

You took his hand as he helped you stand, the actual minute of his touch enough to wobble your legs

Kissing his knuckle and thanking him for sharing his magic, you found yourself plopped peacefully on the couch beside Tsuburaba

Honenuki chuckled at you as he called next, happy to be of service

Monoma

He’s showing off

You’d known for a while now Monoma didn’t know how to shut the fuck up

He’d brag about anything, over anyone, to everyone

He’d always loudly bragged about how much better his class was, how much stronger his friendships were, how absolutely amazing his partner was

You being said partner didn’t make said bragging less annoying

The two of you had been together less than an hour and he was already boasting about your perfection to all who would hear

Some genuine, loving, almost gaggingly sweet comments

Others just to rub it in the face of class 1-A as much as possible

A week into this relationship and people were starting to think you must be come kind of god with how Monoma spoke about you

You’d been on two dates with the guy

Now here you were, holding his hand on the walk to class, and regretting every step

As every single person who passed must take note of the fact you were holding his hand

And also must be aware how blessed he is to be holding your hand in return

And really you started to understand the concerned look Kendo gave you when you told her you’d agreed to date Neito Monoma

Still his words were genuine, no matter how they came across, and he truly had a million and one things to say about you

So you could hold though the embarrassment his overexcited bragging may cause

He just wants to show you off

Mirio

Quietly

You sat by his bed side, holding gently to his limp hand

Moments ago he was inconsolable, crying and screaming his lungs out

His quirk gone

His teacher gone

Everything he worked so hard for seemed to vanish in an instant

His grip, still so strong, had left your hand bruised, circulation cut off

It wasn’t a concern you really had

Sleeping, his pain was still so obvious

Bags under his eyes, dried streaks of tears still down his keeps

And your hand still tightly gripped in his

What would happen next, where he would go, who you all would become

They were all problems for the future

Tomorrow you could work on a solution

Tonight, you could hold his hand

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