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heli-writes · 2 months

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Between then and now

Part 1: The return

Pairing: Toshinori Yagi x Reader

Summary: When a whirlwind affair between you and All Might was found out by his manager, it was made sure that no one ever knew about you or your relationship with All Might. Even twenty years later, Toshinori Yagi still thinks of you. His retirement leaves him lonely in a cold city apartment and he wonders what could’ve been. Maybe it’s time to rekindle? But is that what you want?

Disclaimers: -

Note: I’ve been writing this piece since October 2022. So glad, it’s finally done!

Heli’s Masterlist

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

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Twenty years ago, Japan.

You giggle when Toshinori pulls you into him. He’s only wearing sweatpants and his skin feels hot under yours.

“C’mon y/n, we still have a few minutes, right?” Toshinori whines.

“No, the driver will be here soon. You still have to get dressed and do your hair!” You run your hand through his messy hair.

“Well, and who’s fault is it that my hair is all a mess?” he grins.

“Besides the point.”, you shrug, “The actual point is that I am responsible for getting you to your event on time.”

He sighs. “All right, all right.”

Toshinori bends over to pick up his shirt from the ground. “Just so you know, Mr. Kanno can be really glad to have you. Without you, neither of us would have any overview about where I have to be when.” he smiles.

“Just don’t let him find out that half of the time you are late because of me.” you sheepishly reply.

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“Yagi-san, seriously! How could you possibly think this was a good idea at this crucial time of your career!”. Naoto Kannos voice boomed through the empty office.

“Kanno-san, you need to calm down. It’s not that bad. It’s not like y/n can’t be trusted.” Toshinori said slightly embarrassed.

“I would never tell anything to the press.” you said quietly.

“Y/n, this is not about whether you talk to the press or not. Eventually, they will find out. Are you even aware of what this could mean for All Might? For yourself?” Kanno massages his temple.

“Look,” Toshinori said, “We’re careful. And there is no reason why a hero cannot be in a relationship.”

“There are a thousand reasons why a hero shouldn’t be in a relationship, Yagi-san! You of all people should be aware of that.” Kanno states shaking his head.

Your heart beats loudly and leaves an aching pain in your chest. Toshinori presses your hand.

“I’m sorry you two. But you know this has to end.”

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After a night-long fight and seemingly endless discussions, it eventually did end. You went overseas to work for the American branch of All Might’s hero agency and he stayed behind to fight villains in Japan. When he and Kanno brought you to the airport, you didn’t know that things would get to be a lot worse in America than you anticipated standing at the boarding gate to fly into the unknown.

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The present day, Japan.

He knew the end of his career was coming. He knew for a good few years. He knew when he chose young Midoriya as his successor and he knew during his final fight with All for One. What he didn’t know then, was how much his life changed after his retirement. Sure, he still has his position at UA. He still has to train young Midoriya.

However, his days are significantly slower and quieter. Nothing could have prepared him for those empty nights in his empty apartment. He has no hobbies, no friends and no family to fill his time. He never had time or the head space to cultivate either of these things. And now all that waits for him at the end of the day is his cold apartment in a city that’s always bright. His home, however, isn’t that bright.

These days, he often finds himself thinking of you. It’s been such a long time. What were you up to? He knows you left his agency in America only a couple of months after you started there. He can’t begrudge you for that. After all, that’s what Kanno wanted for both of you: a clean cut. Where did you go after that? Did you find a fulfilling job? Did you meet someone special? Did you get married and have kids of your own? Are you happy?

He really hopes so. He really hopes that you are happy. The last time he saw you, you weren’t. You were holding back tears. Your broken heart is written all over your face. If things only were different back then, maybe you would be lying right next to him right now.

What a silly thought. He truly has become a pitiful old man. Sick and lonely. So far from what he used to be.

Laying in his bed, he stares at the dark ceiling. He turns over and grabs his phone. He opens social media and types in your name into the search bar. No results. He turns off his phone discouragedly. This was a stupid idea anyway.

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The present day, America.

“When do we have to be at the airport again, Mom?”

“Jesus, Takeo, you are an adult. How can you still rely on your mother to be punctual?” you sigh, dragging your suitcase down the stairs.

Your son walks around the corner and gives you a lopsided grin. “Hey, you have to be at the airport too, you know!”

Takeo takes your suitcase and lifts it above his head as if it weighs nothing.

You sigh. “Stop that. Put it down. I feel like I shouldn’t have signed up for this.”

“Hey, this was your decision. No one asked you to follow me overseas! I certainly can imagine something better than your mother following you around.” your son pouts while putting your suitcase close by the door.

“I am not following you around! I always wanted to return to Japan eventually. Just never had a good reason. And what better reason do I have than you?” you mumble embarrassed.

“It’s ok, mom. I didn’t mean it like that.” He nudges you. “We’ll be living in different cities anyway. Far enough apart, so I can my freshman year at university in peace.”

You give him a suspicious side-eye. “And how exactly do you plan to enjoy your first year? Studying I hope.”

You pull your jacket from a nearby chair and start to put it on. Your son is already halfway through the doof when you hear him say: “Geez, mom, let me live a little.”

You hear a car door open and close outside. Your heart does that thing again. When it pulls itself together leaving behind a small ache. You take a look around the almost empty house. It will be the last time you see it. The new owners are moving in next week and you will have left the country by then. It’s strange. You choose to leave this place so that you can return to your home country. And yet, it makes you feel awfully melancholic. There are so many memories connected to this place. Most of your adult life. Your son’s childhood.

“Are you ready?” your son asks behind you.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” you say.

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The weather is cold and rainy when you land in Tokyo. You get your son settled into his student accommodation. After that, you take the train to Musutafu. Your family lives in Musutafu. While you don’t have any contact with them anymore, the place holds a dear place in your heart. You always knew that that was the place where you wanted to grow old and find your final rest.

With All Might retiring, you finally felt safe enough to return home. Your new home is a small apartment on the third floor. You’re glad it came with furniture so that you had no heavy lifting to do. Your other belongings arrived a week ago. The landlord was kind enough to let the delivery crew put it in the apartment.

It’s almost midnight when you arrive at the place that will be your home from now on.

After opening the door, you turn on the light in the hallway. You close the door and walk into the living room. In the middle of the room, several boxes are stacked on top of each other. All my life in just a couple of boxes, you think.

You leave your suitcase standing behind you and open the box closest to you. Kitchen utensils. You open a few more boxes until you find what you’ve been looking for. You pull out a framed picture of your son and you on his first day of kindergarten. Carefully, you wipe over the picture. Then you put it on the windowsill at the right side of the room. Contently, you look at the mess that’s in your living room.

I’ll take care of the rest tomorrow, you think and you pull your suitcase behind you into the bedroom.

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It’s your first real day back in Japan. Before you tackle the unpacked boxes that are stacked in your apartment, you are in desperate need of breakfast and coffee. Although breakfast is relative since the long flight and time difference made you sleep well into the early afternoon. After a quick shower and some fresh clothes, you set out to find the nearest grocery shop.

Your apartment is in a different part of the city than you grew up in. It’s a safety measure really. You don’t want to run into family while out and about. It would be awkward for all parties involved. Still, you feel anxious when you set foot in front of your apartment. It feels as if you’re being watched. As if someone would jump at you around the next corner and yell: “Hey, aren’t you the one that got pregnant out of wedlock?”.

It’s silly, you know that. Most people in this city probably have forgotten you, those who don’t either won’t recognize you anymore or don’t want to recognize you anymore.

Nevertheless, this place brings back memories you’ve tried to forget for a long time.

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Twenty years ago, America.

“Pregnant? pregnant?”, your mother’s voice booms through the speaker of your phone. “Who’s pregnant?”, your bother asks in the background. “Yuto, get out of the kitchen. And tell your father he needs to come in here immediately”, your mother yells at him. She sounds shrill and on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

“Y/n tell me that this is not true!”, your mother yells into the phone again. You massage your temples. This was going just as you thought it would. “Mom, it’s true. I’m pregnant.”, you tell her.

You can hear shuffling at the other end of the line. “Are you sure? Or are you just late? You know, the women in our family have very irregular cycles.”, your mother rambles. “Mom, I’m sure. I’ve been to the doctor already. They did blood work. I’m most definitely pregnant.”, you tell her.

You know that you’ve been pregnant for a couple of weeks already. When your period was late after a month in America, you did a test from the drugstore. When it came back positive, you went into panic mode. You ignored the problem for another week or two in hopes that it’s a false alarm and that your period eventually does start. When it didn’t, you had to face reality and make a doctor’s appointment.

Now the first trimester is almost over and you start showing. You put off telling your family for a while now but you can’t hide it forever.

“But y/n... how could this happen?”, your mother asks desperately. “Well, I’m sure you have an idea of how this can happen.”, you answer dryly. You can hear your mother take a sharp breath. Somewhere in the background, a door opens. “Give me a moment.”, your mother mumbles. For a few minutes, you hear quiet talking in the background. Someone slams something onto a table or another surface.

“Y/n, this is serious”. Your father must’ve picked up the phone. “How far along are you?”, he asks. “I’m in the 14th week.”, you tell him matter-of-factly. “That’s too late.”, you hear your mother say closely to the phone. She must be pressing her ear onto the other side of it.

You feel anger rising in your stomach. “Too late for what, mom?”, you challenge her. You know exactly what she means. “To get rid of it.”, your father says irritatedly. “I’m not going to get rid of my child.”, you tell him. You’re not surprised your parents would propose this. Nevertheless, it makes you angry.

“Alright, then when’s the wedding?”. Your father sounds calm but challenging as well. “There will be no wedding.”, you reply coldly. You hear your mother sob in the background. Your father grinds his teeth.

There’s more shuffling. Your mother must’ve ripped the phone out of your father’s grip. “But who, y/n? Who is the father? He must take responsibility for this!”, your mother asks. You can practically hear the tears in her voice. “There is no father.”, you tell her. “Of course, there is a father!”, your father booms. “Or are you Virgin Mary?”

You almost laugh at that. To be the Virgin Mary would be easier than the situation you’re in. Of course, there is a father but it’s not like cou can talk about him. “The father isn’t in the picture. He doesn’t want anything to do with this.”, you say. It hurts saying these words.

“Goddamit!”, your father swears. It makes you flinch. Your father never swears. He’s too sophisticated for that. Your mother wails in the background. “At least he could pay child support.”, he says. “I don’t need his money.”, you explain.

“Oh no, I think you will.”, your father says angrily, “Because we won’t be paying for your bastard child”. You feel tears pricking in your eyes. You don’t want their money. You make good money on your own. What you do want is their support.

“I knew it was a bad idea when you said you’d be going to America! I told you to quit when they transferred you there! You could’ve come work for me and your brother and you wouldn’t be in this situation!”, he scolds. “But no! It’s always been like this! We gave you everything! We paid for your education at one of the top universities in the country. With that degree, you could’ve worked for any company! You could’ve joined the family business and worked for your brother. But no, you chose to work for that All Might. Y/n, I knew that would be your downfall!”, he continues not giving you a chance to say something.

You grind your teeth and stop listening. What your father says is true. You could’ve gotten literally any job you wanted. If it weren’t for your degree, it would’ve been for the connections of your father. And of course, they wanted you to work for the family. Keep you close, keep you under their control. It makes you sick. The whole reason why you started working for All Might’s hero agency was to get some independence. Make your own decisions.

“... and now you got knocked up by some foreigner! What a disgrace! How are we supposed to explain this to our business partners? Do you comprehend what this means for the family?”, your father rambles.

Ah of course, what would it mean for the family? That’s the only thing that matters. Hot tears stream down your cheeks. You feel a big lump in your throat. One that you can’t swallow down.

“... you hear that, y/n? What do you think are we supposed to do now?”, your father yells into the phone.

“Nothing.”, you manage to reply, “You do nothing. You tell them your daughter took a job in America and decided to stay there.”

“Damn right, that's what you’ll do! You won’t set foot into our neighborhood with that brat of yours.”, your father bites back. Anger and determination start to settle in your stomach. It makes the lump in your throat melt away.

“Don’t worry, dad. I won’t. I will do as I said. I’ll stay here and I won’t return to Japan. There’s nothing and nobody left for me there anyway.”, you say and slam the phone down.

That’s the last time you ever spoke to your father. Your mother spoke to you a couple of times afterward. You’ve tried talking to her but she was unreasonable. After she gave up the idea of abortion, she tried talking you into adoption. Giving birth in America, giving the baby away and then returning home to Japan into the lap of the family. You refused. Despite everything, you loved that baby growing inside of you. Eventually, you stopped picking up the phone when she called. Your brother didn’t even try to talk to you. The reason for that you don’t know.

When your son was born, you sent them a card and a picture. In return, they sent you papers of disinheritance.

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nights-legacy · 3 months

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Rachel

Nickname ( honey

Toshinori Yagi( my hero academia

She

My chacter is a pro hero her hero name is siren her quirks are she has the ability to control men women and creatures and make them do whatever she wants and she can control water she teaches at the ua and her and Toshinori Yagi like eacthother she younger then him she around Aizawa age she bff with him and mic anyway her and toshinori dance around eacthother alot and act like a married couple but they don't start dateimg till after the league of villans attack usj center and Toshinori finally confess to her and they start rk date he treats her like a queen when he retires she stays being a hero until after the war with the league of villians when Toshinori ask her to marry him and she says yes and she tells him she also pregnant *

Here you go! I hope you like it!! 😁

Masterlist ~ MHA Masterlist ~ #2

Give You So Much More - All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem! Reader

1923 words

Warnings: none except slight spoilers if you haven't seen MHA. (If there is any, please let me know so I can add.)

+Yagi and Siren have played the cat and mouse game ever since they met. Yagi never made a move because he thought he was too much her senior. They flirt on the constant nothing ever comes until after the USJ incident. The scare motivates him to confess.

"Who do you think for class roasters?" I asked effectively starting the meeting. Deliberations started up. We were in the days between the Entrance Exam and announcing to the students about admission.

"I want Bakugou and Iida in 1-A, no question." Aizawa said. No one argued with him. We all made notes.

"What about Monoma Neito and Midoriya Izuku?" I asked. I saw Yagi perk up and looked at him. He hadn't shown that much interest in the whole time we've been sorting. I lightly kicked him for his attention. He looked at me and I raised my eyebrow in question. He gave me a smile and waved me off.

"I'll take Monoma. He's got a great quirk but needs some humbling." Vlad said. "I think Midoriya should be in 1-A."

"No." Aizawa denied immediately. Everyone made a complaint. I saw Yagi deflate a little.

"Aizawa, he had the highest rescue score. In all my years working here and when I went here, I don't ever remember someone getting a perfect in rescue." I defended the young man. I shared a look with Yagi. "Sure he didn't do well in combat but that can be taught. That can be learned. His fervor to rescue can't be. He has amazing potential."

"Siren..."

"No Aizawa. You need to give that kid a chance. He's got something special." I gave him a firm look. He sighed heavily.

"Fine. Midoriya is in class 1-A."

"Yes!" Mic cheered. There were others who gave sounds of excitement. I looked at Yagi and he looked relieved.

"Okay. Let's take a break." Nezu said. After a few minutes, I found Yagi outside. I walked up to him.

"Now tell me why I vouched for Midoriya so hard." I bumped my hip against his. He chuckled and looked at me.

"What do you mean?" He asked coyly.

"I mean, when he was mentioned you perked up and when Airawa said no, you deflated." I said. I poked his chest. He just smiled but he didn't answer. "Come on. Don't make me sing to make you tell me."

"Fine, fine." He glared playfully. "I just see something in young Midoriya. It kind of reminds me of a younger me."

"Uh huh..." I narrowed my eyes on him. He wasn't telling me everything. "Fine, don't tell me everything but I didn't lie when I vouched for him. I believe in him."

"Thank you." I nodded and turned to go back inside.

"You can thank me by buying me lunch."

"You got it!" He called after me.

*Time Skip*

After a long first day, I was alone in the teachers lounge. I was lazily stirring my tea free handed with my quirk. I was writing notes on the students' beginning progress. It wasn't the best for any of them but what do expect for a Criminal tactics and psychology class. I looked over my shoulder when the door opened.

"Hey there handsome." I said when I saw All Might. He smiled at me before in a poof, he was just Yagi again. "How was your first day?"

"It was decent." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Want some tea?" I ask. He nods. I got up and walked over to the cabinet to grab his favorite tea. "I can make it. You don't have to."

"It's fine." I said waving my hand at him. I waved my hand and water came from the facet into the kettle. I turned on the heat to start it. I went back to the table and grabbed my cup.

"How was your first day? How did they do in class?" He asked, stepping up closer as I leant against the side of the table. I took a drink of my tea.

"Only a handful of all of them had any idea of what my class was about." We chucked.

"Who were those few?"

"Todoroki, Iida. No surprise there." I laughed. "Monoma, Kuroiro... Oh, and surprisingly Kaminari." I said, glancing at my notes.

"Well at least you're not starting from scratch with everyone."

"You said it." I said. The kettle started to whistle. I set my cup down and walked over. I turned off the heat before realizing I didn't get a cup out. I sigh and open the cabinet. All the rest of the cups were on higher shelves. I stood on my tip toes to try and reach one. Before I could resort to climbing on the counter, a hand reached past mine and grabbed a cup.

"I got it." Yagi said softly behind me. I looked at him over my shoulder where he stood right behind me.

"Okay." I reached for his tea and handed it to him. He put it in the cup and I poured some hot water in his cup.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." We stared at each other for a moment. I bit my lip as my heart started to beat faster.

"You know, Rachel. I..."

"Siren!" Mic's voice echoed into the room and I sighed. Yagi coughed a little and stepped back. Mic and Aizawa walked into the teachers lounge. "Oh, hey All Might."

"Hi Mic." Yagi greeted before turning to fix up his tea. "Thanks for the Tea Rachel."

"No problem." I nodded and walked back over to the table. Yagi bid all of us goodbye before leaving the room. It was silent for a Minute.

"Sooo..."

"Don't even." I interrupted Mic. Aizawa laughed as Mic complained.

*Day of USJ incident*

The rest of the staff and I rushed towards the USJ. Upon hearing the story from Iida, we all jumped into action. After arriving, the main villains unfortunately got away. I had sung the remaining villains into custody and the police vans. I glanced over at the ambulance where All Might and Midoriya were at. I wanted to go check on him so bad but had a job to do.

"Go on." I turned to see Mic. "Go on and check on him. I know you need to."

"Fine. But only if you go with Aizawa." I say. He hesitated.

"Go you two. We got this." Midnight pushed us both in our respective direction. We didn't argue and ran off. Both Yagi and Midoriya were half conscious when I joined them in the ambulance. I accompanied them back to UA and I waited in the corner of the room until they were deemed stable and okay.

"You both are insane." I sat on a chair between them and propped my feet on the edge of Yagi's bed. "Being reckless with your quirk is almost identical in both of you."

"I, I, I. Um..." Midoriya started to stutter.

"Relax, Midoriya. I know about the quirk transfer."

"You do?!' Yagi asked surprised.

"Yes."

"How?!" Midoriya squeaked.

"I figured it out." I said. "I did a little research after the selection meeting. I wanted to know what was so special about you. To my surprise, you were quirkless until right after the Entrance exam. Then I studied your quirk from the footage and since then and noticed the similarities to a certain someone. Not to mention Aizawa being suspicious about you two and coming to me for my opinion."

"Oh..." I looked at Yagi.

"Also, All might here wasn't very sly about his concern and interest for you." I smirked at Yagi. He chuckled and nodded. "Don't worry your secret is safe with me."

"Thank you." They both said.

After a while, Midoriya was allowed to go home and it was just me and Yagi. It was silent as I made a phone call to check on Aizawa. I looked at Yagi to see him sipping of the tea I made him as I talked to Mic

"He's stable and resting." I said after hanging up the phone.

"Good." Yagi nodded. He looked off into space. I went and knelt next to him.

"What's on your mind?" I asked gently.

"That's the closest I have been to death since the accident." He said while placing a hand on his scar. "And all I could think about was making sure those kids were safe and how I never..." He trailed off.

"Never what?" I set my hand on his. He turned and looked me in the eye.

"Never told you how I truly felt about you." He admitted. I looked at him in anticipation, willing him to continue. "I have had feelings for you for a while. I was content with the flirting and dancing we have been doing. I never acted on my feelings because of our age difference and..." I cut him off by leaning up and kissing him. I felt him freeze for a second before returning the kiss.

"About time you said something. I was beginning to think it was just me." I admitted. He chuckles.

"Definitely not." He leant forward and kissed me sweetly. "Now how about after I heal up and rest, I take you on a proper date."

"Sounds amazing."

“I plan to give you so much, Honey.”

*Fast Forward*

I return home only to smell the familiar cologne in the foyer. I glance down to see Toshinori's shoes. I smiled and quickly kicked off my shoes to go find him. I found him on the balcony. He was just standing there with his eyes closed. I lean against the doorway.

"Darling?" I call out to him softly. He looks over at me and smiles.

"You're alright."

"Of course." I walked over and wrapped my arms around him. He pulls me into his side. "Everyone is. Maybe a little bruised and some with broken bones but we're all alive."

"Thank god." He buries his face in my hair. He sighed heavily. "It's over."

"Yes. At least for now."

"Yes." He nodded pulling back. "But I know the future is in good hands. Young Midoriya, Young Bakugou, and the rest will keep the world safe."

"I'm confident in them as well." I agreed. "Confident enough that I am thinking of retiring or reducing my time as a hero."

"Really?" He looked at me surprised.

"Yes. I've done my time. I'll continue to teach of course but I want to start a normal life." We stood there in silence before he pulled my chin up to kiss me.

"Honey?"

"Yes?"

"I have a question for you."

"Okay."

"Marry me?" He said simply. I was stunned for a second before smiling. I kissed him softly. I didn't care that it was a simple proposal. I didn't need an extravagant proposal from the man I love. I just need the man.

"I would love to. Yes." He smiled wide and hugged me tight. I chuckled and hugged him back.

"You've made me the happiest man alive, Honey." I nuzzled his neck.

"Toshinori."

"Yes?"

"There is another reason I'm cutting back on hero work."

"What is it?" He asked, giving me a questioning look. I could see the worry growing in his eyes and on his face. I chuckled.

"Well." I took his hand and placed it on my stomach. He looks between his hand and my eyes.

"Are you ..."

"Pregnant." I nodded. "I found out just before everything. I didn't have time to tell you."

"Oh my..." I saw tears fill his eyes and he set his forehead on my shoulder. He laughed. "I never thought I would have any of this."

"Now you do. And I plan to give you much more." He lifted his head and looked into my eyes.

"I love you Rachel."

"And I love you."

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weshney · 4 months

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Portal Panic Chapter 18

The Big Kahuna

Danny Phantom x Boku no Hero Academia

Ao3 | FFn | Youtube Audiobook

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"I guess I should start with the big kahuna. I'm not from this dimension."

Truth.

Oh.

"Where I'm from, all humans are quirkless, and ghosts are the ones with superpowers."

Truth. Truth.

Oh shit.

This was not AT ALL how Nezu had expected this conversation to start.

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Artwork this chapter!

Original line art by @mha-stuff-i-guess found here, colored by me~!

Whole artwork by @xxxnightcorequeenxxx found here!

Tags:

Mystery, Angst and Humor, Misunderstandings, No Romance, Friendship, Swearing, Slow Build, Rare Characters, Author Regrets Nothing, Except When The Characters Push Me Around And Give Me More Work, Like 5 Different Major Interwoven Plots At This Point

College Age Danny Fenton (20), Danny Fenton Gets a Hug, Or Three, Mostly From the Same Person But It's Fine, Danny's Fenton's Clones Are Little Shits, But Just to Him, Meddling Clockwork (Danny Phantom), Ghost Obsessions But They're Really Just Hyper-Fixation, Valerie Gray Jack & Maddie Fenton Know Danny's Secret, Supportive Jazz Jack and Maddie Fenton, dyslexic Jack Fenton, Phantom Planet Who?, no beta reader we die like danny

Mineta Minoru Doesn't Exist, Pre-Overhaul Arc (My Hero Academia), Well Kind Of, Midoriya Inko is a Ray of Sunshine, Bakugou Katsuki Needs a Hug, Eventual Happy Ending, Kirishima Eijirou is a Good Friend, One Main OC Needed For PlotTM, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, All Might's Trying Not To Have Heart Attack Buuuut, Retired Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Loosely Follows BNHA Canon, But in the Background

#portal panic #danny phantom #my hero academia #dp crossover #bnha #dp x bnha #mha fanart #bnha fanart

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mx-pastelwriting · 2 years

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Hii! May I request some jealous All Might, please? Preferably in his skinny form after retirement and he doesn't feel likes he's enough? 😭

Oh I love skinny all might he's so cute! Also I just learned that he's 7'3" in his big form then in his skinny form he's 7'2"!

Skinny!All Might (Toshinori Yagi) x GN! Reader

Summary: Request Up Top!

Warning: Insecure skinny Toshi, Endeavor, Angst, Fluff, Established Relationship

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Your footsteps echoed through the All Might Hero building hallway as you walked confidently to your boyfriend's old office. You were somewhat glad that he had to choose to retire after seeing him come home weaker every day.

You both knew he couldn't keep it up for long. Though you were sad that he wouldn't be able to show off his big smile while saving Japan for everyone to see, you were more glad he was now taking it easy.

Finally getting to his office door, you reach to open the door, but it opens up wide, showing Endeavor in his hero's suit with his mad face staring down at you. He looks back to Toshi, who was in big All Might form. You sigh as your face turns red as you walk past Endeavor, who has closed the door behind him. You look back to make sure you've locked the door.

"So, what's up with him?" You watched as Toshi poofed into his small form, coughing up a bit of blood as he did so. He sighs and sinks into his seat as he looks down, "He wanted to know if I would ever come out of retirement." "I told him no, of course, but he's still mad about it as he says I put him in the first spot unfairly." He groaned before rubbing his neck.

"He said I was weak for doing that." He didn't look up at you; he only sighed again, "Maybe he was right." You could help but feel pity for the man you love. You quickly made your way to him. You turned his chair, so he could face you. "Toshi, you're the strongest man anyone knows, don't listen to him." "He thinks everything is either below or above him; what he thinks doesn't matter."

"But I saw the way your face turn red, face it you miss the big me" he says, gesturing to the door where Endeavor once stood. You scoffed before kissing his lips "I couldn't care about him as you're the one I love" You cup is face kissing his lips, then cheeks.

You could see his smile start to grow across his face at your words. He laughs a bit before putting his hand on yours, then taking it and placing a kiss on it. A smile also grew on your face as you gazed into his eyes, "Come on, handsome, let's go home".

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Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is and grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!

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short-black-diamond · 1 year

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Hercules? -But make it MHA!

Brainrot over Hercules! Deku, who is absolutely smitten for Meg! reader. This is also turning into a Bakugo! x reader, plus...Dabi x reader???, but I don’t know if I should make a part 2 out of it...

Yara is your name here, and you are a woman. Your pronouns are she/her in this story plus, you are thick and soft, so chubby!reader.

Read! :D

Also, not proofread...

...

Like, imagine.

Okay, so, deku is like, he was thin and lanky and in his hometown, he didn’t get much recognition. He was just some nerd who wanted to see gladiators and fighters, and become one some day.

His daily life consists of studying about the history od dungeons and heroes, getting bullied by his childhood friend by not being able to attend the ‘Hero Course’ because he was too thin, and he looked ffragile.

Like a girl.

Then, one day, something tragic happens like Katsuki bullying him or telling him to take a swan dive, because it had been both their dream to become a fighter and hunt the dungeons. But, since Izuku couldn’t really train because of the circumstances - he and his mother were mere peasants who had to work on the field- and Katsuki’s parents were proud inhabitants working in the city of athen.

so, like, after that, Izuku encounters a dungeon on his way home from selling vegetables, and nearly fucking suffocates if it weren’t for you and Yagi Toshinori (=all might) to save him.

He didn’t see your face though, because of the mask you wore. He couldn’t even distinguish wether or not you were a woman or a man, your cape or ‘toga’ (?) covering your feminine silhouette from pervy or prying eyes.

But, he gets to know Yagi Toshinori and that he had been one of the greatest gladiators the world has ever seen. He had a mighty body, and was known as ‘All Might’ by the folks. But, as time went by, he also got older and eventually couldn’t fight anymore, and the people also forgot about him.

But that didn’t mean that he couldn’t pass down his legacy to an aspiring hero. You knew the older man’s intentions and tried to stop him, but Yagi didn’t budge. And so, Izuku trained day and night, learning from the older man’s tricks and tics, unaware of your frequent visits in your casual appeal when you helped out Inko without even her noticing.

[ you: ‘Okay, cabbage and tomatoes there, cucumbers and peppers here.’ ...done. I hope that’ll be enough and not too suspicious-oh shit, she’s coming- *jumps into a nearby bush and fucks off into the forest*

Inko: Who did that? Was that Izuku? I told him to not do all the hard work!]

Soon, the townspeople found out that some new hero was fighting and killing off monsters and beasts and they could only wonder if it was their well-loved Bakugo, also known as ‘Dynamight’, because he had the murderous intent and tendency to blow the nightmares off.

It wasn’t Bakugo, but Deku, who became a man with a bulking body-like the one of a greek god- and even got a few inches taller than his childhood best friend.

That of course, made Bakugo mad and he demanded to know how the hell Izuku managed to become a true gladiator in such a short time. Cue to Izuku having to lie at the fiery blonde because Yagi wanted to keep it a secret - but also because the retired hero thought that nobody remembered him.

It all then came crashing down when Yagi ordered you to make connections with the two young men. You, a sight for sore eyes, with the most beautiful eyes and most extraordinary hair, your skin glowing etherally in the sun, your ‘dress’ (??) underlining your curves amazingly. It was really a bonus that you were chubby too, gaining the attention of nearly the entire town- or places where you shouldn’t be...

You had to talk to the two men. You knew katsuki, unfortunately, and you had to fear that he might’ve fallen in love with you.

Now, Katsuki had seen plenty of pretty women in his life, he looked and smirked and flirted - but nothing too serious, never. BUT.

But.

He felt like a hopeless romantic whenever he caught sight of you. Katsuki always made new excuses whenever he went by your little library which you owned with your father. Yagi Toshinori.

He wanted to thank the gods whenever he caught a wiff of your scent, wanting to have the same one as you, searching in various markets which selled parfume for the scent smell as yours. He wanted to stare at these beautiful orbs of yours for the rest of his life. Bakugo wanted to write you thousands of poems in which he declared his love for you.

But he never had the time, constantly being called for another attack (he spent the nights reading romance novels and imagining himself as the hero and you the love interest). He was also brutish, loud, mean, egoistical, arrogant, and only cared for the cheers that came after the draw of a monster’s blood which he drew from his sword or hands.

However, Bakugo tried to be as nice, polite, calm, peaceful and gentle with you as he could muster. But internally, he fought and restrained himself for looking you in the eyes, in fear of losing himself in them. So he’d look at your hands, shoulders collarbone. Bad idea. He thought about how your hands would feel in his hair, massaging his neck, holding his face, his hands - He’d blush.

Even when he’d go more south, his thoughts wouldn’t be any better. Free shoulders, visible collar, large chest - he wanted to bury his face in you. inhale you. kiss you. mark you all over. touch your soft thighs, tummy, arms.

So he always looked/turned away when he talked to you. You kinda found it unpolite, but at least he didn’t yell at you or ask you out.

...

With Izuku howerver, that, that was another story. You actually never met him first, just heard his failed attempts for crying for help, your father right next to you. And without wasting a second, you put on your disguise as you ran towards the source and slaughetred the demon, making the poor freckled boy fall to the groun with an ‘oof!’ sound.

His face landed on mud, and when Yagi helped him to his feet while you were checking the place for any other intruders, Izuku thanked you. And then you turned around. You shouldn’t have done that though.

He had the most genuine and pure smile you’ve ever seen, innocent eyes looking up at you through teary eyes, cute nose which was adorned with freckles and unnaturally dark green hair. He was pretty thin, but he was cute, and you fell for him the moment you properly layed eyes on him.

Sadly, you couldn’t ask the boy in front of you if he had a partner because your dad was right next to you, so you just casually replied with an “it’s alright. As long as you’re not hurt.”

Izuku found you pretty cool -in your disguise- and could even talk to you whenever he ran into you or when you tipped his shoulder from behind. He’d always talk about the different classes of fighters, demons, dungeons and more.

But when you met him in your normal being, said boy couldn’t talk. He only stuttered out a “g-g-gg-ood m-m-morining..Yara...”, too scared to embarass himself and stumble over his feet, let alone his own words.

you loved it. Him. For his nerdiness. sweetness, kindness. he was also so smart. He had you write a few rolls again because they didn’t have the right grammar or were simply wrong. your wrist was so tired and still you met him again the next day.

...

“And, did you talk with the two boys?“, your father asked eagerly as you poured him some wine into his chalice. you poured yourself some tea.

“Yes, father.“

“were they nice to you?“

“yes.“

“Did they bring you flowers?“

“yes...?“

“Do you like any of them?“

“I-Father!?“

“Yara, you’re already old enough to get married, you know? I know that you like at least one of the two guys.“, Yagi explained, taking a long sip from his wine.

You were left speechless, but your thoughts did get consumed by a certain shy boy. But, you had to brush it off, telling your father that you’d be going out for some fresh air.

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“So, you’ve fallen for our new hero, what now?“, the god of the underworld asked, soft blue fire lighting up his dark spiky hair.

You looked around yourself, disgusted by the many spiders and whatnot in the cave Dabi has made himself at home at.

“I don’t know what I should do, but you should definitely change your....apartment.“

Dabi was taken aback by your lack of taste, but he quickly brushed it off, about to introduce his new plan to you.

“We’ll talk about that later. what’s more important is that you’re going to help me-“

“I don’t care! I’m not gonna help you hurt him.“, you answered coldly, turning around.

Dabi rolled his eyes, massaging his forehead. “Can’t believe you’re getting so worked up about some...guy!”

“This one is different, h-he is honest and he’s sweet-“

“Please-“

“he would never do anything like that!“

“He’s a GUY!“

You smiled, turning away again and looking at the view in front of you. “You can’t beat him, he has no weaknesses. He’s gonna-“

You shouldn’t have turned around. You shouldn’t have been so proud, so...cocky.

You flinched at the devilish grin Dabi gave you. He went up behind you, softly touching your arms in the process as a mirror appeared in front of you - Dabi’s doing.

“I think he does, Yara.“, he whispered, enjoying the way you weren’t doing anything to stop him. “I truly think he does.“, Dabi murmured as he kissed your neck as you watched your and his reflection in horror.

“You’re...going to use me again?“, you asked bitterly, bite and tears boiling in your gut and head. you also hated yourself of how...well, your body answered to Dabi’s touches and kisses.

“Only for a bit. Trust me. I won’t even tear a strand of hair from your body, look how well I’m treating you now...!“

He hugged oyu from behind, his body heat making you tired and sleepy, but you still blushed from the body contact he gave you.

“What about Katsuki?“, you tried to reason, knowing that Dabi won’t be able to withstand the two greatest heores of Athen.

That made him halt in his steps before he pulled you even closer to himself, brushing some loose hair behind your ear as he watched your every move through the mirror. “well, my angel. You’ve gotta decide.”, he only murmured, before he stepped away from you.

You hated to admit it but you missed Dabi’s presence on you. “Decide what?”, you were very coutious about the way Dabi circled you, looking you up and down.

“well, I know for sure that nearly all of Athen have fallen for your beauty. Especially Deku and Dynamight.“

Shit.

“So, which one do you want to stay alive?“

...

how was that? Should I continueeeeee???????

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wallfl0wer-babe · 2 months

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How The Mighty Do Fall (Toshinori Yagi AKA All Might x Male Reader) +18

+18 CONTENT MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

(Aladdin AU)

As requested by @princeasimdiya12

Content Warning- hypnosis, dub-con, public nudity, stripping, chastity cage, dom male reader, sub character, exhibitionism, anal

Synopsis- Toshinori Yagi, the beloved Prince of Agrabah, with you for his trusted advisor and secret lover. Fed up with being his dirty secret you take matters into your own hands, abusing Toshiniri’s trust and exposing him for what he really is, a filthy plaything belonging to you alone.

(A/n: This is my first time writing for a male reader so I apologize if it isn’t very good.)

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The day was sweltering hot, like every day in the Kingdom of Agrabah. Just the sight of the golden sands causing your feet to hurt, as you looked out at the endless dry sea surrounding the kingdom. “My dear does something trouble you?” You did your best to restrain the frustration threatening to make itself known from showing to your king and lover Toshinori. Worried that the hurtful words you were struggling to hold back would spill from your lips if you dared to speak you simply nodded, you back still turned away from the king with hair as gold as the sand. “Dearest I know something is wrong, please tell me so I might ease your worries.” The feeling of his arms pulling you into his chest and his soft lips littering kisses along your neck would usually make your body feel a sense of warmth and comfort, but in this moment it only brought you naseau and disgust.

“Worry not my dear, everyone has been sent away, it is only us two that remain.” The way he said such heart-stabbing words with such kindness and obliviness had you last thin thread of restraint snapping. “You say that as if it is I ashamed to be revealed to the world as your lover when you know it is you who is ashamed of me.” Toshinori didn’t look angry or shocked at your outburst only calm and sympathetic and it only served as fuel for your pain ridden rage. “Come now dearest-“ “Forgive me your majesty, but I’ve had a long day and seemed to have forgotten my place, I think it’s only right that I retire before things get out of hand.” You spoke through clenched teeth. Not even waiting for his answer before turning your heel and with as much decorum as you could muster, making your way toward your chambers.

Letting the tears of fury and heartache fall freely as soon as you closed your doors behind you. How lucky he was that he never had to worry about the man he loves never belonging to him while he belonged to them entirely. It was maddening that feeling and you would do everything in your power to change that as you had grown tired to being a mere plaything and dirty secret of the man you so dearly loved and adored.

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It had been a few weeks since that night and It had only taken a simple tearful apology to convince Toshinori everything was well once more, completely unaware that you had set your plan into motion. It was out of love that you did this. It was for the both of you and your future after all.

From the shadows came the kingdoms best blacksmith. He had been easier to enchant than you had thought, for such a skilled and renowned craftsman he was exceptionally weak-willed. “I have what you asked great regent(y/n).” Taking the heavy bundle from the man you peaked under the cloth, revealing a beautifully crafted golden chastity cage embellished with beautiful engravings and a matching buttplug embellished with a diamond you had chosen yourself. “And the key?” you questioned. As if it were a command he swiftly pulled the key from his pocket and dropped it into your awaiting palm. “You’ve done well.” Tucking the bundle under your arm you pulled out a large sack of gold from beneath your cloak along with your staff. The gems In the eyes of your snake staff glowing as you spoke, entrancing the man. “You will take your payment and forget about ever making this for me. You will forget that I ever came to you at all. You will never question how you came to get this money and you will go on with your life.” “Yes your greatness.” The man nodded, taking the sack of gold from you and leaving. You smiled to yourself, turning the key over in your hand, tomorrow would be the beginning of your new life with Toshinori.

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“My dearest one, how glad I am to be alone with you at last.” Toshinori said, falling into the comfort of your bed with a sigh. “As am I Toshi. It’s been far too long since I’ve had you to myself.” Toshinori chuckled, “aww is my handsome man jealous, you know I’d give you all my time if I could.” Your eye twitched, yet again you were reminded that you would always come second to your lovers kingdom and title. “I love you Toshinori.” “I love you as well dearest.” The eyes of your staff started to glow, “you want to prove you love me. Toshinori’s gaze became lost as he repeated your words. “You’re going to share this truth with the royal council tomorrow and you’re going to obey me from this moment forward unless I command otherwise, understood.” “Yes dearest master.” A satisfied grin graced your features as you gripped his chin. “That’s my good boy.”

You captured his lips in a sinful kiss full of teeth and tongue. The room filled with whimpers as Toshinori desperately tried to get off on you thigh wedged between his legs. You immediately retracted your lips and leg at the realization. “Dearest Master, please, I need it.” You laughed, wiping his tears of frustration away with your thumb. “I know sweet boy, but I need you nice and pent up for me for the council meeting tomorrow.” Toshinori whined, reaching out a greedy hand to squeeze your leaking cock through your pants only to receive a harsh slap across the face. “Stay still filthy brat.” Toshibori’s body instantly froze, small needy whines still escaping his mouth. “Look what you did you naughty slut, now I have to punish you.” The silk sheets rustled as you stood up, leaving a needy and panting Toshinori frozen on the bed. You knelt before the large chest at the foot of your bed. Using the tip of your staff to unlock it. You gently pulled out the wrapped bundle and unfolded the fabric to reveal the exquisitely crafted chastity cage and buttplug before carrying it over to the temporarily paralyzed Toshinori. You sweetly kissed down his navel before pulling down his pants and boxers. His cock was red and angry with precum spilling from the tip. “Aw poor thing. Look at you so desperate and pathetic for me.” The fear and excitement was evident in his eyes as you grabbed his throbbing cock and slid the chastity cage over it before finally locking it into place and tucking the key back under your tunic. You then roughly shoved the plug into his unprepared ass, tearing a painful yell from Toshinori at the sudden intrusion.

You softly caressed Toshinori’s face before gripping his chin. “Watch me.” You commanded, straddling his chest and releasing your own leaking cock. You let out a shuddering moan as you began to slowly stroke it. Toshinori drooled as he hungrily watched you chase your release, letting out increasingly louder moans as you desperately fucked your cock into your fist. Your cock throbbed, so close to the verge of release. You roughly grabbed Toshinori’s tear-stained face. “Beg me to bless you with my release, for me to drown that whore body of yours in my cum.” “Please Dearest Master, cleanse this filthy body of mine with your delicious fluids. Please I beg you have mercy on this cock-hungry fool and grace me with the divine sight of your ecstasy.” With a quick caress to the twist of your wrist combined with the desperate and downright filthy begging of Toshinori, white hot pleasure washed over you and painted the sculpted tan body of Toshinori with your thick cum.

Whimpers escaped Toshinori as he drooled over your softening cock he was unable to taste or feel. With a smirk you grabbed Toshinori’s head, tangling your fingers into his long golden locks and jerked his face to you cum covered shaft. “Clean it.” You commanded, swiping your thumb across the slick bottom lip of his mouth lovingly. Toshinori didn’t show an ounce of hesitation as he eagerly lapped at the sticky seed coating your shaft, littering it with soft kisses as he did. “That’s my good boy, I love how obedient you are.” Your cock was left gleaming with saliva as you pulled a dirty and disappointed Toshinori away. “Don’t fret my beloved I’ll give everything I have and more tomorrow, I promise.” Toshinori nodded with vigor at your promise watching you as you fetched a towel from the baths. You gently cleaned your seed from his body with the damp towel, enjoying the way he watched you with eyes full of nothing but love and admiration. Tossing the rag onto the bedside table you kissed him on his forehead and trapped him in a firm embrace, letting the peacefulness of sleep overcome the both of you.

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It was nearly time for the Sultans Council to meet, the giddiness you felt immeasurable. After so long you would finally be freed from the shadows and free to live openly as Toshinori’s lover. You had prepared everything, having given Toshinori your instructions earlier this morning it was only a matter of time until you both got what you’ve wanted for so long. A knock on the large doors of Toshinori’s chamber grabbed both his and your attention. “Your majesty all of your council has arrived and awaits you in the meeting chamber.” You anxiously watched Toshinori in anticipation of whether he would heed your earlier commands. “Thank you, I’ll take my leave then.” Relief washed over you as he spoke in his usual royal and respectable manner all the while looking at you as a puppy would look to its master for approval. “You heard her, our audience awaits.” You said, your lips curving into a sick smile.

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“Your majesty, what an honor it is to be in your presence once again. And you as well Grand Advisor (Y/n).” You offered a nod in appreciation, watching Toshinori and his council quietly in the background as you typically would, except now instead of a timid serveant to the king you were a cobra waiting to strike. “Do you wish to begin todays council you majesty?” One of the men asked. Toshinori gave you a brief subtle glance before nodding. “I do, let us all take our seats and commence with the council.” The men bowed, taking their respective seats at the fine crafted marble table. “This meeting will not take long, but trust me when I say it will monumental and become part of history.” The room was briefly filled with the curious murmurs before dying down as Toshinori raised his hand to demand silence. “I intend to marry before the next fortnight.” Looks of excitement came over the men as they greedily awaited an opportunity to offer up their daughters, unknowing such an opportunity would never present itself. “Grand Advisor (Y/n), my most trusted advisor, and longtime lover is to become my husband.” The room erupted in gasps, looks of disgust making its way on the mens faces. “Your majesty forgive me but such a thing is unacceptable, and frankly vulgar. Not to mention you wouldn’t be able to produce an heir.” “Gentlemen am I not the Sultan?” The men nervously held their tongues at the dangerous look that overcame Toshinori’s eyes, nodding obediently. “Than are you claiming to know better than your Sultan, who has done so much for the kingdom in which you and your family’s reside, quite comfortably might I add.” “Of course not your majesty, we just worry for the kingdom is all.” Toshinori scoffed “Have I not done everything to ensure the kingdom strived throughout my entire reign?” “Yes your majesty, but—“ “I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t believe it to be what is best for the kingdom and myself.”

A twisted smile pulled at your lips at Toshinori’s next words, “Perhaps you need a demonstration of our devotion to each other.” Toshinori stood from his seat, climbing into your lap. “You did well my good boy, now why don’t you give them a show, strip.” You, demanded in a faint whisper that could only be heard by Toshinori. He eagerly nodded, crawling on top of the table and teasingly peeling the fine silks from his body as the council members watched in shock as their esteemed Sultan stripped himself like a common street whore. As Toshinori untied the laces of his breeches, revealing his cock, confined in the chastity cage the men all collectively gasped in outrage and disgust several shooting up from their seats to take their leave. Taking your staff and slamming the end of it on the ground creating a strong vibration and clang that for a brief moment captured the attention by all the room, the brief moment you needed to complete your plan. “You will return to your seats and enjoy the rest of the display you should consider yourselves lucky to witness. You will accept and respect this decision and me as Toshinori’s husband and use your influence to spread this acceptance and respect throughout the kingdom.” As you uttered the last of your commands the glowing of your staffs gem eyes faded. The effect was instantaneous, as you had known it would be as the men, despite being the most powerful and influential in the country were no match for you.

As the last man took his seat you beckoned Toshinori over with you finger, a command he eagerly obeyed, looking at you with pure adoration. Gripping his chin your jerked his head to look up at you. “Be a good boy and get in position for me.” Desperate for the pleasure he had been torturously denied for so long Toshinori turned around, presenting his ass stuffed with a jewel plug. “That’s a good boy.” You placed a few kisses onto his naked back, trailing down to his ass. He moaned as you pulled his cheeks apart to better reveal the expensive jewel between them. You sensually massaged around the stone with your thumb in an attempt to soothe Toshinori’s quivering body. “Dearest master, please.” Your cock twitched at the sound of his desperate begging and unable to handle the anticipation any longer you pulled it from his hole. Letting the plug fall to the floor you spat a glob of spit on his hole, admiring the way it swallowed up two of your thick fingers so greedily. Toshinori’s eyes rolled into the back of his head at the way your fingered massaged his walls with skill and precision. “Being such a good slut for me Toshi, my good patient boy.” Toshinori whined, shaking his ass in hopes you would finally fill him up the way he’d been needing since yesterday.

The council watched with glassy stares, some with envious looks as the pumped their leaking cocks at the scene. You couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at their pathetic states after they had made such a fuss not long ago. “I think they’re ready for the main event, what does my needy slut think?” “Yes, yes, please fill me up, need it, been so good.” He babbled, the promise of pleasure bringing him to the brink of madness. Pulling your spit soaked finger from his now stretched hole you landed a harsh slap onto his ass, reveling in the shocked yelp that escaped his throat. “Poor thing, I’ve left you neglected for too long haven’t I.” Toshinori whimpered, nodding his head with tears of frustration in his eyes as his cock painfully throbbed inside the chastity cage. “Well in that case I guess you won’t mind if I get right to it.” Harshly gripping his hips you roughly pulled him back, impaling him on your cock. You let out a loud groan as his walls wrapped themselves around your cock, seeming to grow snugger with every thrust. “Ha shit~” you groaned your pace pace growing more and more brutal with the goal of making Toshinori’s screams of pleasure grow louder. You were so lost and pleasure that it took several attempts from Toshinori to catch your attention. “Off, ‘lease ‘eedit off!” He slurred frantically. With your mind hazy from pleasure it took you a while to realize he was referring to the chastity cage suffocating his cock. Pulling yourself from the embrace of his walls you hurriedly ripped off your clothes, soaked with sweat, and shoved Toshinori on his back. Tearing the key from your neck you swiftly unlocked the cage and Released Toshinori’s angry weeping cock from it.

“You’re such a whiny whore for me~” without warning you shoved your cock back inside of him, your eyes rolling back at the sensation of his walls clamping around your dick. Toshinori let out a loud string of moans in relief, desperately fisting his weaping cock in tandem with your sloppy violent thrusts. With a growl you folded Toshinori in half, throwing his legs over your shoulders. The claps of your balls smacking against his ass echoed throughout the room as his hole greedily swallowed your entire length, drowning out the sounds of the council men hugrily pumping their raw cum-covered cocks to the lewd sight, whines and groans escaping them as they overstimulated themselves.

“Dearest Master, ‘lease.” Toshinori panted his cock twitching as he painfully teetered in the edge of release. “Gah fuck, don’t you dare come before me you sel- fuck! -ish whore” you groaned, your own release quickly approaching. “You can’t cum until I do!” He whimpered, clenching tighter around your cock, until your release washed over you in powerful waves of mind-numbing pleasure. Your seed flooded his twitching hole as you spilled inside him with a low groan, a direct contrast to the pathetic wines he let out as his angry cock sprayed release onto both of your sweaty bodies. Pulling your softening cock from his twitching walls with a shudder, your bodies sticky from his cum you turned your focus to the pathetic sight of the whiny overstimulated council, their clothes soiled from sweat and their releases. Uttering a tired “You’re dismissed” the men unsteadily rose to their feet and made their way out of the room.

Enjoying the rooms silence that came with their silence, save for the labored breathing of Toshinori. “Sleep my pet.” You spoke, planting a soft kiss on the forehead of the exhausted Toshinori. A wicked smile of satisfaction graced your features as you reveled in your power and the fate befitting your greatness that awaited.

#x male reader #yagi toshinori #fanfiction #+18 content #no minors allowed #reader insert #smut #bnha #mha toshinori #bnha toshinori #toshinori yagi x reader

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xgummibearx · 6 months

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Hit by a Quirk

All Might x F reader.

author’s note: I AM FINALLY GONNA TRY TO FINISH THIS SERIES, I have been procrastinating on this one cause I admit I do not like Endeavor and I felt like I had to write one for him but...I kinda don’t want to. SO, instead I am gonna write another All Might X reader and I’ll write the Endeavor one if people request it.

In case you were unfamiliar with this series, this little blurb explains the general concept. I have written stories in the series so far for: Fatgum, Aizawa, Present Mic, Hawkes, and Nighteye.

https://at.tumblr.com/xgummibearx/hit-with-a-quirk-pro-heroes-x-teacher-reader/pbaoi17qx9e5

OKAY, here ya go:

Summary: All Might has been reverted to his early childhood years, and...there are many that would love to get their hands on a helpless, defenseless All Might. You can’t let that happen.

Note: The reader for this is I suppose, kinda aged up? I’m picturing they grew up with All Might.

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Cameras were flashing in the distance as Kamui ran to the scene, a villain in a large trenchoat was being lead quivering and shaking under Midnight’s watchful eye. Pink smoke was slowly ebbing away as the villiain was lead in daze to a well armoured vehicle. “The media! They’re coming, someone uploaded a video of civillians coming across Hawkes and Endeavor after their attack...this place is going to be blown up with paparazzi any minute...” He looked around frantically, another sleek black vehicle pulling up. “Where’s All Might?!” Midnight was opening the door of the black car to reveal Nezu, looking around to access the damage. He had lost two, and according to Midnight’s report now three crucial staff members -not to mention one if his own students-to this attack.

Special ops agents fanned out as another spoke with the police, asking the villian questions about his encounter with the retired Number One hero. Midnight approached Nezu as he peered around trash cans and casually walked around. “Sir, what have you heard about the other heroes? Is there any information?” She asked gently as Nezu paused at a wall that was...quite busted, and sure enough there was Toshinori. In a dark yellow suit that was now much, much too big. He was bruised, and shaking, his eyes wide with fear and confusion. Midnight stepped forward immediately but Nezu gently offered his hand.

“I can take things from here, the other heroes are fine...In fact, I have made arrangements for most of them, but little Taishiro is currently passed out in the back seat of the staff car, would you mind taking him to our quirk specialist? I already texted you her address...I’ll need to meet you back at the school right away.” Midnight nodded, looking up at All Might one more time with worry. "That stubborn goat...he's supposed to be retired." Se thought, walking back to the staff car.

Nezu approached Toshinori, smiling gently. “Hello Yagi..."

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He was sitting in what appeared to be a a waiting room, with other children passed out all around him. Yagi was unfamiliar with any of them, or even where he was. He was the eldest of the other four in the room...well, three now as he watched a nice looking lady lead the boy that had been passed out on the floor out of the building. He had heard the boy's name, "shouta". There was something so familiar about that name.

Yagi was too tired to think about it, his eyes closing from exhaustion.

There was a gentle tap on his shoulder, and his eyes met a gentle face. She was wearing a hero costume, and her hair was a mess. Most of the heroes attacked that night were being monitored by early quirk development specialists, essentially workers who had studied and trained to handle working with children with still developing quirks. With the rise of quirks that were becoming more powerful with each generation, it was becoming a popular profession and held in the same regard as child workers, Educational Assistants, and teachers. Most public schools had at least two or three on hand, but this...this was a special case.

"He is at his most vulnerable...he's only just retired, we don't think the media discovered that he was part of the attack but we cannot take any chances!" Nezu had insisted. "If the wrong people find out that All Might has been reduced to this there is no telling what could happen."

Yagi turned his tired gaze up to (x), he yawned. "Mrs. (L/N)?" He asked, "Why are you dressed like that...aren't you a bank teller?" Yagi mumbled. (x) couldn't help but chuckle, she supposed that she did resemble her mother a bit.

"It seems his memory is still pretty good..." She thought. "Well Yagi, I had a costume party to attend to with work, but I was heading home...did you want to come with me?" Yagi nodded, taking her hand. (x) didn't know how to feel, did this even count as lying? If she tried to explain everything that would probably just confuse him, and scare him even more. She looked in the rearview mirror, as Yagi slept in the backseat to her car. It really had been almost a lifetime ago since she had last seen him like this, his face unburdened and free. They would chase frogs along the rivers, and come home with handfuls of snails. As she tucked him into bed, and closed the door one thought was stuck on repeat. "I won't let anyone hurt you Yagi..." She clenched her fist. "I promise..."

"Excuse me, Mrs. (L/N)... where is (x)?" The morning had come warm, bright, and sunny. She had honestly forgotten how soft spoken and polite he had been as a child. Bright blue eyes hidden behind that mess of long blond hair.

"(x) is back home, I'm house sitting for my sister at the moment." She gently explained, seeing Yagi nod, and not even question her words...the conflicted guilt continued. She was unsure how long she could keep this up.

Keeping him entertained was thankfully easy, as a child his favorite place had always been the library, sitting in squashy bean bag chairs to read his favorite picture books. "And when the prince found the Sleeping beauty in her tower...he found the sight of her, alone in her chambers so sad and beautiful that he thought to depart from her with a kiss." (x) blew a raspberry on Yagi's cheek. His giggles were so loud, they found themselves outside the library with the book in hand and stern librarian closing the door behind. (x) sighed. "Nothing for it I suppose...it was getting close to closing time anyway..." Yagi shrugged.

"Yeah...but could we read the story before bed?" He asked. (X) nodded with a gentle smile. Bedtime...how long would this last anyway? She held his hand tight, her mind wandering as they walked home. As glad as she was to see her friend so bright, she missed him...the him she had grown old with, their memories and history...what if he didn't change back?

"Excuse me miss?" She turned, her hand still gripping onto Yagi's tightly. A tall man stood, with piercing eyes that seemed to see right through her. "I could use some help, I seem to be a bit lost..." He smiled, approaching slowly. "I came in from Saitama; my brother lives here in Musutafu." (x) stared him down. She didn't trust him. "Well, there is the transit train station about two blocks from here that way." She gestured down the street. "You should be able to find a map, and if you have a working cell phone you could call your brother and have him send you the address."

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind..." An arm suddenly hit her square in the back, catching her by surprise. She let go of Yagi's ahand and her blood ran cold.

"MISS (L/N)!" Her head whipped around as the man asking for directions grabbed her by the arm. She could see another individual, seemingly they had snuck in from behind to hit her and they had grabbed him.

"TOSHINORI!" She screamed, her other arm restrained as the kidnapper made for a waiting car.

"So, the rumours were right, he really was turned into a helpless little brat just like the others...I know a lot of people who would pay big bucks to bring the retired golden boy to safety, thanks for delivering the package hag." (X) snarled, her eyes flashing with rage as the car sped off.

"You haven't done your homework... DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM YOU SCUM!?" With a roar she broke from the assailant's hold. All he saw were stars and a flash of golden light as her fist collided with his face. She didn't even bother to take the time to see his body fall to the ground before she was off like a shot. She had a simple power up type quirk, nothing to write home about but she was not one to be reckoned with. "White...the car was white, blocked out windows..." They would be speeding. Her heart was racing as she screamed into her communicator, a direct line to the Fat Office hero agency. " This is (H/N) I was ambushed! Golden Eagle was taken! I repeat, Golden Eagle has been taken, I am in pursuit!" Her eyes caught a vehicle, a white car diving into a back street. "I HAVE VISUAL! Locking in my coordinates, send reinforcements as soon as you can!"

In the car, Yagi was shaking. His attacker was still holding him with an iron grip. "Dammit...that old hag is still after us!" Yagi craned his neck, his eyes wide as he looked out the back window. There she was, surrounded in gold and scarlet flames like a comet. "I guess the boss couldn't take her...dammit I thought they hired some daycare bitch like they did for the others! Not a pro!" Yagi's eyes flashed with anger at the insult.

"How dare they! (X) is an amazing hero, she's..." He froze, looking back. "(X)...that's (X)! Wait...why am I..." He looked down at his hands that suddenly felt too small. Yagi looked up as one of the other men in the car grabbed a huge looking gun.

"Doesn't matter, I'll take care of this!" Yagi watched in horror, covering his ears as it went off. His screams were drowned as the back window was broken, bullets raining down on (x).

"NO! (X) LOOK OUT!" She was too late, two of the bullet piercing her shoulders and making her fall to the ground, sliding painfully across the pavement. Yagi was shaking, tears rolling down his eyes. "YOU MONSTERS!" He screamed, he was met with laughter as one of them picked him up by the hair.

"Pipe down you brat!" They screamed into his face, throwing him to the floor of the car. He sobbed, his head aching where they had pulled as he felt the rumble of the car underneath. There had to be something he could do, there had to be. He was surrounded by smoke.

"Please...one last bit of strength..." was his last thought before the attacker's found themselves met with blue eyes that glowed like headlights, his memories flooding back as he towered over them. "One hit...I have one hit, make it count!" All Might, fully grown and already steaming as he strained to get in that one hit leaped to the front seat, crushing the steering wheel in one punch before falling to his knees.

(x) looked up, shaking as she watched in horror. The car swerved violently to the left, turning sideways. "YAGI! NO, YAGI!" She screamed, limping as she ran towards the vehicle, and overhead searchlights splashed over the scene like beacons as police sirens closed in. She froze, a figure climbing out of the window on the other side. He was frail looking, and thin with familiar golden hair. "Yagi...that's him!" Relief washed over as she tried to pick up the pace. With a wince she tripped, falling over onto the pavement once more.

"(x)! Hold on, don't strain yourself!" He coughed, turning his face as spat blood to the ground. "Could the say the same for myself I guess..." He cursed, kneeling beside her as the police inspected the vehicle, pulling out three unconscious but still very much alive men. (X) Cradled her arm, the blood from the two bullet wounds staining her clothes. "Shit...can we get some paramedics over here!?" Toshinori shouted, helping her sit up.

"You're here..." She took his hand, leaning against him as he held the back of her head with a small chuckle and a firm squeeze of her hand.

"Yeah...I'm here."

Author's Note:

OKAY that finally concludes the hit by a quirk series, with this out of the way I am looking forward to focusing on my other fic ideas! However, I am always open to ideas and suggestions! I also will be doing an announcement on some possible changes to the blog to expand our options outside of just My Hero.

#all might #allmight x reader #bnha #mha #female reader #bnha fanfiction #anime

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the-smooth-operator · 1 year

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SCARED TO LOVE

Warnings: gn!reader, age gap, imperfect English (especially punctuation).

Genre: sfw, angst with a smidge of hope at the end.

Pairing: Toshinori Yagi x reader.

Word count: 354.

Summary: Yagi drowns in doubts and sorrows.

It's bruisingly palpable he's not the same boisterous man from a bright poster he used to be. There's no-one to blame, but the time and the fate. He knows it all too well and yet he doesn't. He's no longer the Symbol of Peace, however the weight of now crushed expectations is still there pinning his hunched tired shoulders lower and lower to the ground. To the grave of his pride and fame.

It's bruisingly palpable he's not the same invicible gutsy hero smiling dazzly from every TV channel he used to be. His now quirklessness and sore body sing in a mocking chorus wounding his unbelievably tenacious spirit. His eyes still shine. Toshinori Yagi doesn't.

It's bruisingly palpable he's not allowed to have these embarrassing feelings toward his young colleague. Young. Oh, they're so young. Yagi can see from afar the brightness of the flames their life fire burn with, can feel its heat with his thin freezing limbs. He knows such fire needs fresh wood, not ashes and smoldering corners.

He can't help letting his heart to increase its pace any time he sees them. He can't help chasing their image with hopelessly adoring eyes any time they enter the territory of U.A. High School. He can't help feeling tremendously guilty.

Yagi's never had a family of his own and during his hero era he couldn't consider it an option. Someone like him had no right to make innocent souls targets for a great number of scumbags seeking for any sort of warped pathetic revenge. After all, there were times when he wasn't the pitied one.

It's bruisingly palpable Toshinori Yagi has nothing to offer now. He's not All Might anymore. Some people try to reassure him that he's still as valuable as he was before his retirement. But Yagi knows the truth, although no-one says it without sugar-covering. He's a filthy old cripple. Or so he feels.

"Yunno, I've never been a huge fan of Buff Might. You're way better in your true form, Yagi-san. Seem more like a real human, I guess", they say, and he's suddenly out of breath.

#bnha #toshinori yagi x reader #bnha x reader #all might x reader #small might x reader #toshinori yagi #all might #bnha imagines #mha #mha x reader #mha imagines #small might

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crowborn666-writes · 1 year

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Are You Lonely? (Part 2)

All Might/Yagi Toshinori x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Romantic, Pining Resolved

Summary: Two lonely heroes, finally seeing each other’s loneliness.

Part 1 here

Requested by @avitute

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“How could he like me, Nemuri? He’s got bigger things to deal with than finding a lover.” You sighed, stirring your drink around with your straw.

Nemuri gave you her best deadpan stare, shaking her head. “Honey, he’s retired now, and have you seen the way he looks at you?”

“I’m sure it’s nothing special…” you argued, busying yourself with your drink.

“(Y/n)…” She sighed, taking a sip of her drink as her mind wandered in thought. “Why can’t you just trust me? I know what two oblivious lovesick fools look like.”

“You do?”

Nemuri gestured off towards Shouta and Hizashi.

“Oh… but how are you so sure…?”

“Just trust me!” She pressed, “Go tell him.”

“Oh b-but I…”

“Too nervous?”

“Yeah…”

“Well, the school dance is coming up, so maybe you can dance with him then.” Nemuri stood up from her chair, pulling you along with her.

The annual school dance had come up, and you, Toshinori and few other teachers were chaperones for the event. Hizashi, of course, handled the music, and Shouta made sure no fights started. You and Toshinori stood by the snack table, making sure it was well stocked.

Students came and went, taking a break from dancing and giving hellos your way.

“Sensei!”

You looked up from the crate of snacks you were digging into, seeing Mina trotting up with a wide grin.

“Hello Mina,” you greeted, setting the chip bags on the table in front of you before pushing the crate back under the tablecloth, “how are you doing?”

“I’m doing great! Hey, you and All Might should come dance!”

You laughed, if only to save yourself from blushing at how forward she was. “But this is your dance, Mina! You should go have fun.”

“And you both have been standing here this whole time! You at least need a break!”

“We’ll take a break soon, Mina.” Toshinori piped up, giving her a gentle smile, “Head back to the dance floor.”

Mina puffed out her cheeks, but nonetheless turned to head back to Sero and Denki.

“You two should take a break.” Nemuri was there, patting your shoulders. “Me and Cementoss will take over.”

“Thanks, ‘Muri.” You sighed, moving to exit the gymnasium with Toshinori behind you.

You and Toshinori decided to take a walk around the school together. You passed by the library, as your eyes scanned the shelves within, you could envision an old memory. You had been trying to reach a book on a high shelf when Toshinori had grabbed it for you, given his much taller height.

It seemed back then, and sometimes still now, that Toshinori was always around when you needed help of any kind.

As if on cue, Toshinori’s arm reached out to grasp yours.

“Stairs.” He intoned, pulling your attention from the poster you were staring at.

“Oh, thank you.”

The walk was quiet, yet comfortable.

“Oh look at the garden.” It was Toshinori’s turn to get distracted, yet he pulled your attention with him as easy as a hot knife through butter.

The garden was in full bloom this time of year, full of brilliant blues reds and violets.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

“Not as beautiful as you, (Y/n).”

You paused, turning to look up at him with wide eyes. Did you hear him correctly?

Judging by the warm expression he was making towards you, you’d say yes.

“You like me…?”

“More than a friend.” He confirmed.

Your eyes watered, your hands reaching for his face until you stopped yourself. “This is some cruel dream, isn’t it? It’d be my luck, I’m just asleep in my bed, and this is just some cruel dream my mind has conjured up.”

“It’s not a dream, (Y/n). Here.” Toshinori reached to finish what you started and pulled you in for a kiss.

Tears fell and you immediately reciprocated the kiss, throwing your arms around his neck.

“Are we a thing now?” You whispered the question as you both parted from the kiss.

Brushing away your tears, he murmured back. “Only if you want to be.”

“I’d love to be your partner.” You breathed, pressing another kiss to his lips.

#mha #bnha #all might #all might x reader #toshinori x reader #mha toshinori #bnha toshinori #yagi toshinori

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karume-everything-else · 1 year

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Flame and Strength

Requested by Anonymous 🔥

Reader (22 yr fem) x All Might (Toshinori Yagi) [HTTYD x BNHA]

AO3 post (Reminisce)

The city looked so very different from all the way up here. Sure, as All Might he had glimpses of this view. But this was much different, it was better.

Gaining your trust had been no easy feat, nor had earning the respect of your dragons. Somehow it was possible. Leading to Toshinori holding onto your sides carefully, his knees just barely dug into the sides of the massive Stormcutter dragon you called Shovelic.

Flying with Shovelic was much smoother than either of your other dragons. And with all the sway Toshinori had as All Might, he was more than able to help set up a full sanctuary.

The smooth descent back towards terra firma was a bittersweet relief. Though, in helping you exercise all your dragons, Toshinori still had a couple of things to do. It was relaxing to have something other than teaching during his forced retirement. And with the sanctuary being much better guarded, the Pro Hero courses were allowed to visit.

That was due to the phenomenon that brought you here not being a one-off situation. As far as they knew, dragons were still appearing in random places globally, and you were the only person able to tame them... for now. Every Pro Hero needed to learn how to deal with dragons.

Letting out a deep sigh, Toshinori turned to you. Quick to offer his help in removing the banded saddle. All the woven straps were quick to tangle after all, and with just how large these saddles had to be it was easy to end up tied up in one if not assisted.

"Thanks, Toshi." You sighed, "Could you make sure Rose Whip isn't stuck in the fence again?"

"Of course, sweetheart." He nodded, "Assuming Spike isn't waiting nearby to ambush me."

Even as he turned, completely serious, Toshinori couldn't help but smile a little as you chuckled. Despite all your personal dragons accepting him and respecting him to some degree, the baby of all your dragons was just being stubborn.

At the very least it was minor occurrences, singed clothing at worst. Toshi was still worried about being smacked with his little tail. One wrong move and the little troublemaker could draw blood, or worse.

But the way the sky darkened suddenly was not good. As the shadow of a gargantuan dragon slid across the land. Before Toshinori could even blink, you were rushing into action. Hopping on the back of Jay and taking off without a second thought.

Rose Whip had indeed gotten stuck in the fence, but with a few well-executed tugs, she was freed from her stubbornness. Toshinori wasted no time in following after you, shocked upon seeing this gigantic white dragon attacking U.A. itself. It wasn't logical, no one had ever even seen a dragon this size before, and yet...

Here one was, just being an absolute menace.

You leapt off Jay and onto the back of the massive creature, stroking the space between its spines and whispering soothing words to it. Slowly convincing it to stop, be still, no one was here to hurt it. Calming it down enough that you could guide it back to the sanctuary, making sure it couldn't hurt anyone else.

It wasn't long before Toshinori landed Rose Whip, nor did it take long for other Pro Heros to show up. Joking about how your "quirk" was dragon-taming. Though, when you got a good look at the Screaming Death, you recognized it as one you had helped when you were barely five years old.

Had that been why it was so easy to tame? Had it been looking for you? Or did this mean your home was in greater danger than you thought? This was less than ideal, and you still didn't have enough answers to know for sure. If a dragon this size could be brought through whatever kind of portal was causing this... what was stopping your whole village from coming through?

#x reader #bnha #all might #all might x reader #all might x you #httyd au #issekai #toshinori yagi x reader #bnha toshinori #mha toshinori #yagi toshinori #toshinori x y/n #ask #anon ask

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harukaprism · 2 years

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Pairing: Toshinori Yagi [All Might] x F!Reader

Warnings: None, straight fluff

Word Count: 879

Dawn's notes: Happy birthday All Might. Yes, I love this old man.

Your husband has been working himself to the bone with his hellish schedule of being a full-time teacher and dealing with being a retired hero. So you decided to make this birthday a special one for him!

You woke up early that day and slipped out of bed and made your way to the kitchen before your silly husband could drag his butt out of bed. You quickly pulled up the recipe for his favorite from America, courtesy of David Shield of course. You quickly went to work making his breakfast and coffee just the way he liked it.

Slowly you heard the dragging of his big feet down the hallway. “Dear where were you?” Suddenly those skinny arms wrapped around your waist as you were finishing putting the fruit on his plate.

“Happy birthday Toshi.” You hummed as you leaned into his chest behind you. You watched his crazy blonde hair fall past your face as he stared at the masterpiece that you had made. “I know it’s nothing like you would eat in America, but David said this was your go to thing to eat while in college.”

His arms tightened around your waist as his face was buried into your neck. “Thank you, my love.” You quickly ushered him to sit down and served him breakfast. Those sunken blue orbs light up the second he bit into it. “This is amazing! It brings back so many memories, there was this one-time David and I got drunk after a party and we strolled into a local diner, I completely forgot my English, so he ordered it for me in a drunken haze. We ended up passing out in the booth but the people who ran the shop were kind enough to let us stay.”

You leaned on your open palm staring at the man you loved with a warm smile, basking in the sunlight that filtered into your home, who cared if he couldn’t turn into All Might anymore. He was still your Toshi.

He finally looked at your face and the apples of his cheeks matched the apples sitting on the table. “What do I have whipped cream on my face?”

Shaking your head, you got up and refilled his coffee. “No, my love, I’m just admiring the man I love.” The rest of your morning was spent with him indulging on the food you had made and endless cups of coffee. “You should get going Toshi, work is calling.” Placing a kiss on his lips you sent him on his way; now the rest of your plan could commence.

After a quick shower and doing your makeup, you quickly called David. “Hey have you landed yet?”

“Yes! I am getting my bags now, are you sure it’s alright to surprise him like this?” His voice sounded happy but with a tinge of worry.

“When was the last time the two of you have occupied the same room? This party has to be perfect, everyone is going to be here. I want him to actually enjoy a birthday party that isn’t just the two of us.” You let out a sigh as you fixed your lipstick.

“Isn’t there a surprise at his desk waiting for him too?” You heard him chuckle.

“Yes, and I am waiting for the text and video from Hizashi. Anyway I have to go see you soon!” With that you hung up and started hanging up decorations and getting snacks ready. You had invited all of his hero friends, and some of class A1. They loved their teacher so much and you couldn’t exclude them.

Slowly everyone started to trickle into your lively home, David, Gran Torino, the other teachers and a few students. Everyone mingled around and you waited by the door for your husband. Slowly the door opened and there stood your tall blonde sunflower. His eyes widened as he looked over the sea of people looking happy to be there. “What is this?..”

After everything was set up your phone pinged with a incoming video from the one and only Present Mic, showing your darling husband being covered in confetti with balloons falling down from the ceiling; you had persuaded (bribed) some of the students to set it up for you since you.

You could hear the hoots and hollers from the students as everything unfolded, Aizawa even smiled a bit as he watched. WIth that finally taken care of you got in your car and drove to your local bakery and picked up the big birthday cake that you had ordered, and with that you finished getting everything ready back at home.

You threw your arms around his neck hugging him close. “Happy birthday darling.” After the two of you hugged you watched as he took his time to speak to everyone, thanking them for their gifts and time. Everyone was happy.

Soon enough the kids went home and it was just the adults, you found yourself in the arms of your husband, sleeves rolled up as the two of you swayed to the music playing. “Did you have a good birthday?”

“All thanks to you.” Toshinori lifted your chin with two fingers and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. “Thank you, I love you.”

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heli-writes · 8 days

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Between then and now

Part 2: The known in the unknown

Pairing: Toshinori Yagi x Reader

Disclaimers: -

Note: I finally found some time to work on this!

Heli’s Masterlist

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

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The present day, Japan.

It feels weird walking the streets of your hometown again. It's been so long since you've been here. The city changed a lot since you've been wandering around these streets with your friends. While everything seems familiar, most things also feel unknown.

You wander the streets that once were so familiar to you. The TV store where you used to watch the latest hero news after school with your friends has been replaced with a multimedia store. The kiosk, where you and your brother bought sour candy and picture cards hoping to pull a Gran Torino or a Crimson Riot, is also long gone. However, there are some places that are still the same. There's still the library where you and your girls studied hard for your entrance exams to get into university. It's also where you had your first kiss, just behind the business administration section.

Of course, the old university building is still the same. You can't remember how many tears of stress you've shed here and of course tears of joy on your graduation day. That's also where you've met All Might for the first time. He was invited as a guest of honor and had to give a speech to all the graduates. Similar to you who had to give a speech since you graduated summa cum laude. You remember of nervous you were that day.

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Twenty-two years ago, Japan.

Dear comrades-in-arms, teachers and parents, Today we celebrate the success of a new generation and the bright future... the bright future...

You keep mumbling to yourself going through your cards over and over again. You're sitting behind the stage you have to go on in a few minutes. You groan frustratedly. No matter how well you know the speech you've written, there is no way you will deliver it successfully. First of all, you're not a motivational speaker and second of all, you are way too nervous.

„My, my, someone's nervous!“, a booming voice says right behind you and you jump up in your seat.

When you turn around, you're met with the largest man you've ever seen. Of course, you know who he is. All might, an upcoming hero. He made quite the name for himself, especially during his time in America. The girls in your semester fawn over his good looks. Upon closer inspection, you think he looks quite silly. You mean that grin will haunt you in your nightmares. And what...

„What's up with your hair?“, you blurt out before you can stop yourself.

All Might's creepy smile disappears for a second and he looks stunned but as quickly as it disappears, as quickly it returns. It seriously gives you IT-clown vibes.

„Whatever do you mean? Do you not like my hair, dear citizen?“, he asks you in his perfect-practiced hero voice. You think he sounds fake.

„Uhm, no, I don't.“, you tell him. Again, you don't really think when you answer him.

Now, All Might is taken aback.

„Oh, really? I-i mean you don't find it flashy?“, he says in his normal voice. You're surprised at how timid and soft-spoken he sounds.

„No.“, you tell him with a pointed look.

„Oh, well, alright. That's a first.“, he mumbles.

You turn fully towards him. You look up at him crossing your arms.

„Really? No one told you before that it looks like the antennae of an insect? You know, like a cockroach?“, you explain bluntly.

All Might stares at you stunned for a few seconds before starting to laugh. It's not his booming hero laugh, but an honest one. You think it suits him better than the laugh you've heard on TV.

„You sure are an honest one.“, he tells you wiping the side of his eye.

You shrug. „Should I be dishonest instead? Sounds like a villain's trait.“, you point out. All Might gives you that pretty laugh again.

„I suppose that's true.“, he agrees with you.

There's a moment of silence. Suddenly, the speaker on stage announces you and your speech. Surprisingly, you don't feel nervous anymore. It's probably because you don't have to go on stage with a cockroach hairstyle. Your hair is perfectly styled by the hairstylist your father paid for.

„Break a leg.“, All Might encourages you and gives you two thumbs-up. You give him a smile before going on stage and delivering your speech.

Your speech went well that day. Your parents were proud of you and your mother even cried a little. After the formal celebration and dinner with your family, you celebrate with your friends. Needless to say, all of you are absolutely plastered by the end of the night.

That might be the reason you don't remember much about All Might's speech. Something about being a hero in your own story or so.

What you do remember is the way he laughs when he finds something truly funny.

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The present day, Japan.

You smile fondly at the memory. You've been so deep in thought that you didn't notice how far your legs have taken you. You shake your head trying to push the thoughts out of your head and to gain a sense of reality. Right, food!, you tell yourself.

It's been so long since you've been here last, you don't really know where a supermarket is. A quick Google search later, you're finally on your way with a fixed destiny. Luckily, the city's big and so there are plenty of stores to choose from.

You end up getting more things than you initially planned. Having to get all the essentials from salt to butter, your bags are stuffed full. You drag them with you, trying to find the fastest way home. Unfortunately for you, the streets you once knew like the back of your hand faded in your memory. While you were confident that you'd find your way back home without Google Maps, you're not so sure anymore. Actually, you're lost.

Since the bags are getting heavy on your shoulders, you decide to find a bench to sit down for a moment. Maybe also check the map to see where you should actually be heading. Eventually, you find a map and plop down with a heavy groan. Your back isn't what it used to be. You're still denying it but you can't help but notice little things about your body that changed. Your back is one thing.

Once you've caught your breath, you realize what's in front of you. You ended up in a little square and in the middle of the square, there is a giant golden All Might statue. You almost burst out laughing. I forgot they have these in Japan. They really do worship him, you think to yourself. It's really comical to you. How the people of Japan look up to him like he's a god that became human. It's probably you know that he is in fact very human.

In contrast to everybody else, you know what his hair looked like in the morning. You know how the skin on top of hot milk makes him gag. How he laughs at his own burps. How his face looks like when he's intimate with someone. You know how he cries.

~*~*~*~ *~*

Twenty years ago, Japan.

„Y-y/n... I don't know what to say.“

You stare past his face. You look at the rising sun behind the skyline that can be seen from Tashinor's apartment. You can't look at him. Tears are already about to spill out of your eyes. You know there's no stopping if you look at him now.

You feel his large hand brushing your arm. „Say something.“, he begs. You can hear his own tears in his voice.

You feel the water in your eyes overflowing. Quickly you turn around so that he doesn't see. „What do you want me to say? We've argued all night. I think everything has been said.“, you point out.

There's silence behind you. You can hear him sigh. Now he's probably brushing his hand over his face. He always does this when he's stressed or upset.

„I love you.“, he says quietly. You let out a choked laugh.

„Not enough, apparently.“, you tell him. It drips in a harsh bitterness that's rarely in your mouth.

„Don't be like that.“, Toshinoris says pointedly. He almost sounds annoyed. It makes you angry. You twirl around.

„Like what? Hurt?“, you say sharply. You don't mean to attack him. You don't mean to start arguing again. You've been at it all night. Both of you know that there is no room for conversation anymore. However, no one is ready to let it rest. Because you probably know that the decision's made and if you go now, nothing will ever be the same anymore. To keep arguing right now is to keep holding on for a little while longer.

„I don't want to hurt you.“, he says quietly. You sigh. You look at him defeatedly.

„I know.“, you whisper back at him. He takes a step closer to you and engulfs you in a big hug.

„I know no words I can say can make it better. You're right. I hurt you. I choose my career over you. I know it's unfair and cruel of me but you also need to understand that my hands are tied. I can't back out now. I've come too far and too many people rely on me.“, he tells you.

You press your face into his chest. You don't want to hear this. You know this. There is no need to repeat it again.

„Hey, look at me.“, Toshinori says and puts his index finger under your chin making you raise your head. You look at him with teary eyes. His heart aches to see you like this.

The two of you have been sneaking around for almost a year now. Given the nature of his job, he's never been one for serious, long-term relationships. This is the longest he's ever been with someone before. His mind is made up but it doesn't mean he's happy about it.

He loves you, he really does. It's like he didn't realize just how much he loves you until he was about to end it. Kanno's been putting pressure on him ever since finding out and after you've been almost caught by paparazzi last week, he knows it's time.

Gently, he brushes his hand through your hair. He leans forward and presses a soft kiss onto your forehead. You feel yourself melt against him. It's like you can't stay angry at him. He pushes his hand deeper into your hair, scratching the skin lightly. Meanwhile, he pushes your chin further up and meets your lips in a soaring kiss.

You kiss each other hungrily. Instinctively, you wrap your arms around Toshinori's neck. Toshinori's hand wanders down to your hip and pulls it against his own. You almost groan into the kiss.

You need to stop. This won't be good for either of you. You try pushing him away but he's bigger and stronger than you and his lips are so, so soft on yours. It won't take long until you give in to him. You always do.

It's probably why you also gave into continuing to work for him in America. That and the prospect of someday. That someday you can transfer back to Japan. That someday, when the buzz around him slows down and he can come back to you.

It's just that that day never came.

~*~*~*~ *~*

The present day, Japan.

Your eyes still get glossy when you think about that night. Embarrassed, you wipe ferociously at your eyes. How silly, you haven't seen that man in twenty years. You don't even know what kind of person he is today.

Of course, you've seen the fight at Kamino Ward. Actually, because of the time difference you didn't see it live. You saw the news after you had woken up and then spent the next hour in front of your screen. You were late for work that morning.

It was heartbreaking to watch. You remember being shocked to see him like that on your phone in the dusk light of your bedroom. It was what everybody talked about at the office that day. Everybody was shocked. People were worried about the security and stability of Japan. Meanwhile, you were worried about the man you once loved.

You assumed Toshinori eventually would have to retire. Eventually, everyone gets old. You're surprised that he held onto his job for as long as he did. He did have some brutal fights during his career, they must've left some permanent damage.

You take a deep sigh. It's ridiculous how nostalgic this city makes you feel. It's been only one morning, you keep drifting off indulging in reminiscences. Suddenly, your stomach rumbles. Right, of course, that's why you went out in the first place. Also, you probably should get your groceries into a fridge soon.

Quickly, you look at your phone figuring out your route back home. You see Takeo sent you a message with a picture but you decide to open it once you're home. You just hope he didn't manage to burn down his dorm already.

~*~*~*~ *~*

Japan, the same day.

After a longer way home than anticipated, you finally make it back. After a hearty meal, you finally check your son's message. It's a picture of him and his new roommate setting up a picnic on campus. You're sure they keep the alcohol bottles out of sight. You have to laugh and roll your eyes. You remember how it was for you to move into your first apartment. Unlike your son, you moved out of your parents' home only after you graduated from uni. You've missed out on a lot of things because of that. You've never had a roommate and your parents rarely let you go out to party.

You send your son a selfie of yourself in the middle of cardboxes to which he only responds 'Get to work, mom! ;)'. You sigh deeply and lock your phone. He's right, you need to tackle these boxes. Your new job starts on Monday and by then you'd like to be settled into your new home.

You start with the kitchen boxes first. In your head, they're the easiest to unpack. The layout of the kitchen kind of already tells you what goes where. You already dread the junk boxes in which all kinds of stuff are that have no real place. Considering your limited furniture, those will be the hardest to tidy up.

You try to get around these boxes by unpacking the bedroom and bathroom boxes next. You take your time with your clothes. You've already sorted through your clothes before you got here and you got rid of a great amount of them. You gave some old clothes you don't wear anymore to the charity shop. However, there are some clothes you can't get rid of. Like the T-shirt you gave birth into. Or that old blazer you wore to your interview at All Might's hero agency.

You can't help but to try on these random clothes. Before you know it you're standing in sweatpants, Takeo's birth T-shirt and the old blazer in front of your mirror. You almost laugh at how ridiculous that combination looks on you. Carefully, you stroke over the black fabric of your blazer thinking back to your interview that changed the course of your life.

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Twenty-two years ago, Japan.

„So, Miss l/n, what would you say is your biggest weakness?“

Nervously, you shift in your seat. You really don't know how you ended up in this seat. Looking back at it, it was probably an act of rebellion. After your graduation, your father secured a job for you at his company. He didn't even bother to ask you whether or not you wanted to work for him. It made you mad. You tried to talk to him but he always just brushed you off.

Since he never gave you a real job offer and you never really accepted a job at his company or signed a contract, you took matters into your own hands. You applied to many different companies. Having a business administration degree, it was open to you in what kind of area and what kind of company you wanted to work for. You don't really know what you want to do with your life. So far, your life has been presented to you. Everything was planned and followed through. It's the first time in your life, you're deciding where things are going.

That being said, you applied to All Might's hero agency just because you could. You didn't really expect to hear back from them. Hundreds of well-educated people from Japan and abroad must've applied for this position. Then again, it was only an interview. One you didn't really prepare for since you did not take this application that seriously anyway.

„Miss l/n?“, the interviewer in front of you asks again.

You're ripped out of your thoughts.

„E-excuse me, I've been thinking about an appropriate answer.“, you tell them. You take a deep breath.

„In all honesty, I probably have a lot of weaknesses. I'm a perfectionist. I can't drop a project until it's not only done but done perfectly. That can be time-consuming and sometimes I get lost in details. I'm also a people pleaser. I don't like having conflict with others so I always try to avoid it or try to mediate if I get involved in it against my will.“, you tell the three interviewers in front of you.

The interviewers quickly scribble something in their notes. You're trying not to stare at their papers. You really want to know what they're writing down about you.

„Would you say that, despite these weaknesses, you're still able to stand your ground and make your opinion heard?“, the other interviewer asks.

„Well, it sure doesn't come naturally to me. However, I grew up in a family of businessmen. You learn from an early age to stay your ground.“, you tell them.

The third interviewer goes through your application portfolio.

„Right... you wrote that your father works in finances. I actually do recognize your name...“, the interviewer trails off. The other two take a look at your portfolio as well and exchange knowing looks.

You shift in your seat. You hoped this wouldn't come up. You wanted to get your first job due to your own skills and the impressions you leave behind. Not because of your family.

Luckily the interviewers don't dwell on this for long and continue with their standardized interview questions. You're glad when they're finally done. When they let you go and call in another candidate, the others, that are still waiting for their interview, start bombarding you with questions.

„How was it?“, „What kind of questions did they ask?“, „Is All Might there too?“

Your head is still swirling from the interview, so you give them some half-assed answers. Quickly you stumble towards the elevator and press the button energetically. The moment the doors open, you quickly scramble inside. You start going through your back trying to find your deodorant. You've sweat so much, other people must smell you from five meters away.

„Exciting day today?“, a voice says behind you.

Oh no. No. No. You must be kidding me!, you think to yourself. You turn around in slow motion and there he is. Standing in front of you in full size. He's a lot bigger than you remember.

„A-all Might...“, you stutter.

„Oh... wait! I never forget a face. We met before, didn't we?“, he says cheerily.

You feel cold sweat drip down your neck. Oh hell no, your potential new boss can't possibly remember the last time you saw him. You feel absolutely mortified. Meanwhile, All Might crooks his head and stares at you intensely.

„Oh, you must be mista-...“, you start but get interrupted by the much larger hero. He snaps his fingers and his eyes light up in recognition.

„Now, I know! You're the one who called me a cockroach!“, he says triumphantly. He grins and seems to be very pleased by the fact that he remembers you.

At the same time, you're face falls. Your mouth hangs open. Apparently, this is happening.

„I did not!!“, you exclaim before you can find a polite way to tell him he must confuse you with someone.

All Might snaps his fingers again and gives you another grin.

„So, it is you!“, he booms. You feel your face heat up.

„Sir, with all due respect, I did not call you a cockroach!“, you defend yourself. You really didn't.

„Oh, right, just my hair.“, he contemplates.

You're not sure what to say at that. He's right. You did say that. But to be fair it was during a very vulnerable moment. Your face must look like a tomato by now.

„I'm very sorry if that offended you. I didn't mean it in a demeaning way.“, you try to save your neck.

„So cockroaches are a good thing?“, he teases you. You think about that for a moment.

„W-well, they sure are a success of evolution. I mean nothing can kill these guys. So, in a way, they are like you...“, you trail off.

All Might gawks at you and you realize what you just said. Now you actually compared him to a cockroach.

„Y-you know, because no villain can defeat you...“, you add a bit more quiet. You look at your shoes embarrassedly. I guess there goes any chance of getting that job, you think.

Then, All Might lets out that gorgeous laugh again that you remember. And he can't seem to stop laughing. Embarrassed, you stand next to him. You're even more embarrassed when the elevator door opens again and one of the interviewers is standing in front of you.

You shrink under the man's gaze while All Might tries to catch his breath.

„All Might, has this woman been bothering you? I can assure you, we can exclude her from the ongoing applicant selection.“, the man says cooly.

All Might wipes the side of his face and turns to you. „You applied for the assistant position?“, he asks you. You can only nod at that. He turns back to the interviewer.

„Hire her, Kanno-san!“

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The present day, Japan.

Eventually, you put your clothes away and start tackling those junk boxes that you've been avoiding all day. You manage to find a place for most things. Also, you christen your new junk drawer by shoving all things you don't find a new place for in said drawer.

Most of the boxes are empty now. You fold them and put them into the hallway so you can take them out tomorrow. The only boxes left now are the boxes filled with pictures. Carefully, you open the box. There are some picture frames you still need to hang on the wall. There's Takeo on his first day of kindergarten. There's you and Takeo under a Christmas tree in your house in America. And there's Takeo and you just a few months ago when he graduated high school.

Takeo graduated at the age of nineteen. He's been held back a year because his English was too bad. At least that's what his teachers told you. Of course, you spoke Japanese with him at home but you don't think that was the reason he was held back. The truth is that Takeo was a sensitive child. It didn't help that he was born without a quirk. It was an invitation to others to pick on him.

You remember that he cried a lot during his first year in school. Other children's quirks manifested already in kindergarten. During the first year of primary school, he still held onto hope that his quirk would present eventually. Still, he already got dubbed quirkless. He also was the only Asian kid in class. And the only kid with a single working mother. You got lucky and found a job quite fast after quitting All Might's agency. However, it required you to move to a suburban area. A lot of the other mothers lead a more traditional life with being married and having multiple kids. Also, most of them were white. So, similar to your son, you didn't make many friends.

People respected you since you had a job at a well-respected hero agency. You also tried to get involved in the local community. But it was hard to bond with the other women over mac and cheese and the Superbowl barbeque when you don't really care for American football or food that you never ate before coming to the USA.

It was hard on your son too. He tried to fit in. Tried to play with the other kids. However, he couldn't keep up with them when they had quirk competition or went to the park throwing baseballs with their dads.

It probably was during that first year of primary school when Takeo asked for the first time where his dad was because „I must have one“, as he put it. Of course, you knew this question would eventually come. However, you still weren't prepared. You gave him a speech on how sometimes things don't work out the way you want them to and that you're still very happy to be his mom.

Back then, that was enough. The conversation came up a couple of times later. Especially during his early teen years, these talks became more heated. Partly that was your fault because you gave only very vague answers about your son's origin. However, as he grew up, he must've accepted it or understood that his father's absence was not your choice.

After you've put up the picture frames, you send Takeo another picture of your now neat apartment. In response, he sends a picture of his dorm room which already looks like a mess. You roll your eyes before putting your phone away again.

Only then you notice how the sun already started to set. You sigh before getting up and cook yourself some dinner.

~*~*~*~ *~*

The present day, Japan, the other side of Musutafu.

Instant Ramen, once again.

Toshinori pours the hot water into the plastic pot. He really shouldn't eat this stuff anymore. Ever since his stomach injury, he has trouble digesting processed food. He can't help it though. He never learned how to cook healthy food for himself. And these days he's too tired to make anything else than something quick and easy. Toshinori sets a five-minute-timer before plopping down on his couch.

Staring at the ceiling, he massages his temples. It still feels unreal to him how quickly his body deteriorated. Only a couple of years ago, he handled a full schedule with no problems. Now, a mere day at school wears him down like this. He stares at the ceiling until the timer goes off.

He eats his ramen cup in front of the TV show. There aren't any shows that really interest him so he keeps skipping channels. After his dinner, he grades a few more papers and then goes to bed. Before the light's off, he scrolls through his phone a bit. With his private account, he follows young Midoriya. He likes a post of him and his classmates having a movie night in the dorms. He thinks back to his own school days. He remembers already being so focused on his hero career in High School that he only had a few friends during his time at school. The only time he truly enjoyed his youth was during his time in America. David introduced him to college life and made sure that Toshinori visited his fair share of frat parties.

Sometimes he wonders what it would've been like if he met you back then. When he wasn't already an established figure in the hero society. When he was just Toshinori most of the time. He could've gotten to know you as himself. It's not that you never got to know the real Toshinori. You did. Sometimes he thinks that you're the only one who got to know the real him after Shimura-sensei.

He closes social media and puts his phone on his nightstand. He turns on his uninjured side to sleep but he feels restless. After a couple of minutes, he gives up. It's something you always used to scold him for. „You're too impatient, Toshi. You need to give your body and mind to calm down a bit after a long day.“, you probably would say.

Toshinori gets up and walks over to his balcony. He pushes the sliding door open and takes in a breath of fresh night air. He steps outside barefoot. That's another thing y/n would scold me for, he thinks. He walks over to the railing. A soft breeze lifts up his shirt and he peers down the balcony into the dark void beneath. Only a few streetlights illuminate the empty street below. He leans back again and watches the skyline in front of him.

He remembers all the nights he couldn't sleep before. After a long villain fight when the adrenaline in his veins kept him from sleeping. Or after a big media event when his brain overflowed with impressions and thoughts and he just couldn't find any rest. There were nights that were easier to handle and those that were not. The easier ones usually were connected to you.

Part of him wished you were here right now. Joining him on the balcony only a few minutes after he slid out of bed. Wrapping your delicate arms around him from the back. Leaning your face against his back, softly whispering: „What's on your mind, Toshi?“.

He runs a hand through his hair. What is on his mind? He's not sure. Nothing out of the ordinary happened today. And yet, he feels so restless. Maybe it's because he's not used to this. This... calmness. All his life, there always was something. Even when there was nothing, he was on call just waiting for something to happen. And it always did. Now there really is nothing. No emergencies, no villains to fight, no nothing. Well, actually, that was all still happening but it's not like he could do anything about it. Not in his quirkless state. Which sucks even more. Seeing all the fights and emergencies on TV and not being able to do anything about it.

Toshinori shivers. It's getting cold outside and he's only wearing a thin pyjama. He takes a last look at the illuminated city before slipping back inside. Pulling on the curtains, he blends out the city and its villains, heroes and all emergencies that are not his responsibility anymore.

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