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billiethepumpkin · 28 days

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An Expanded Family: How They'd Be as Step-Parents

Warnings: Rated R. This content is intended for readers ages 18 years or older. If you are a minor, do not interact.

Contains: GN!Reader. Multiple family situations. Deceased parents. Coparenting. Absent parent. Blended families. Adoption of a younger sibling. Step-parent behavior.

Featuring: Izuku Midoriya. Ochaco Uraraka. Tenya Iida. Momo Yaoyorozu. Shoto Todoroki. Mirio Togata. Hitoshi Shinsou.

Author's Note: All characters are written to be adults because I am an old fuck :)

Izuku Midoriya

It had been the first thing he learned about you. You were a parent. Parenthood was deeply engrained in the way you operated, especially in the Pro Hero space.

When you started dating, though, it became so much more complicated than that.

He started overthinking immediately.

Deku was a lot of things. A lot of little kids looked up to him. He met people every day, but the pressure of meeting your little one was extremely high.

Sometimes you'd catch him mumbling to himself, practicing how to talk to a little kid. He knew that screwing this up might mean losing you forever.

But there is literally no possible way that he could screw it up. In any universe.

He decided to go with you and your four year old son to a playground. He put together a picnic and everything.

Izuku was perfect.

You were sure you fell in love with him all over again, watching him on the playground with your baby.

He was a little awkward at first, but as soon as your son asked him to play tag, Midoriya was all over it.

Your baby had him climbing up slides, going down fireman's poles, swinging on swings, the works.

And you couldn't tell who was having more fun: Izuku or your son.

Sometimes, Deku would come over and babysit for you while you had to run off to work or to run an errand.

Izuku always just treated them like playdates or sleepovers, though.

He asks your son's permission for everything first. Especially when he's about to take big steps in the relationship, like moving in.

But when Deku asked your son if he could move in with you guys, your son got all wide eyed and excited.

"Yeah!" he exclaimed, smiling wide. "It'll be like a big sleepover!"

Midoriya knew your son had another parent, whether they were involved or not. He wasn't really trying to take over the father role.

It just fit him so well.

Soon, he found himself making pancakes and packing lunches and planning birthday parties.

Midoriya loved the life he had with you and your son. He loved it much more than he had anticipated.

And when you saw how much he loved your son, and how much your son loved him, it sealed the deal for you, too.

Ochaco Uraraka

Ochaco was surprised to find out you had kids. You were always so put together.

Not that parents can't be put together, she supposed, but you just didn't really seem like the parent type when she met you.

But whenever she came over while your twin daughters were there, she immediately saw a different side of you.

It made her fall that much more in love with you.

The first time you asked her to babysit, you were on your way to the hospital to see your sister have her own baby. Their other parent was never really in the picture, and everyone else that you would normally ask to watch the babies was also going to the hospital.

Uraraka volunteered almost immediately.

She had been with the twins and you enough times that she thought she had the hang of it.

However, they were only three years old, and whenever it came time to feed them, Ochaco realized she knew so little about children.

Nothing she offered seemed to satisfy them. It took her a while to figure out what they wanted, with their picky palates.

But she did it, eventually.

She knew the routine. Dinner. Bath time. Show on the couch. Then bedtime in the room they shared.

That night, you came home to find your two girls asleep with their heads on Ochaco's lap, her head leaned back on the couch as she dozed, too.

You merely giggled and brought your two girls to their own beds, then brought Ochaco into bed with you.

After that, it took her a while to feel comfortable watching the girls without you.

But she was very good at following your parenting style whenever it was the two of you!

And, man they loved her.

Any chance they got, they dragged Ochaco into the floor to play with them.

Coloring books, ball games, dress up, anything they could convince her to do.

With your permission, she had even floated them a couple of times.

And it warmed your heart when you heard one of them ask her, "Ochaco, will you be my Mama?"

Tenya Iida

You only got your baby every other week.

Your son was still a newborn, and his other parent was still very much a part of his life.

You wanted to make as much of the time you had with him as possible. So originally, Iida wouldn't come over during the weeks that you had him.

However, all of that changed when his dad wanted to switch weeks for a family event that you'd had going on.

You'd been so absent minded about it that you had forgotten to tell Iida.

Tenya had offered to just go back home and to reschedule his visit for the following week. But you thought that was as good a time as any for him to meet your son.

Iida met your baby while he was sleeping.

He was quiet and attentive, taking in the entire nursery. He didn't think you had shown him that part of your house before.

And even though he loved you and your son, it took a long time for him to really feel like he was part of your family.

I mean, you were seemingly still really close with the baby's other parent. He was never going to be able to step inside the bubble of your family.

Especially because Iida never really did the whole "step-father" thing.

At least, not in the way that anybody else usually did it.

He was more clinical, more calculating, the way he was with everything.

He didn't give the baby any baths or diaper changes for the first six months that you knew him, at least. He felt like it was inappropriate for him, as someone who isn't even related to the baby, to be doing those things for him.

He would do almost everything else, though. Feeding, playing, walks, different learning exercises, cleaning, more feeding.

You knew that everything he ever said or did was only because he cared about you and your baby.

However, he was always insecure about it. He never thought he'd be able to get your ex to trust him, and he never wanted to give either of you a reason not to.

Until you had a conversation with him about it.

You had a heart to heart about how it felt like you were doing a lot of things alone in your relationship and that you needed him to do a little more.

It was then that he told you how much he worried about things like diaper changes.

After you had a long talk about it, he revealed that he had no problem with those kinds of things. He just worried that it would affect the baby's development, to have a stranger around for intimate moments like diaper changes.

After that, he started to help more. He became stronger and stronger as a caregiver for your baby.

He would never be the baby's father. You both knew that. And Iida wasn't trying to be his father. All Tenya wanted was to love both of you for as long as he could.

Momo Yaoyorozu

You had a ten year old daughter when you and Momo started dating.

In fact, Momo met your daughter almost right away. She didn't have much of a choice because you had a really hard time finding childcare for her while you were away.

Your ex wasn't in the picture and didn't want to be. You didn't want them to be either. And your family didn't exactly raise kids the way you wanted your daughter to be raised. So it was just you and your daughter for the last ten years.

Until Momo came along.

She started out as just a really good friend.

Plus, now your daughter had someone else to look up to in her real life. Momo was smart and powerful, and you wanted your baby to have a woman in her life to look up to. Momo was perfect.

And then it became so much more than that.

Soon, Momo was over every single day. She picked up your daughter from school when you couldn't. She helped with homework and studying. She made dinner and taught your daughter everything she could about math and science and chemistry and hero work, everything she could get out of her system

And your daughter really didn't know how to feel about Momo because she just came on so strong all the time.

I mean, your daughter did like Momo.

It was just hard for her not to have some big feelings. She only had one real parent, and she didn't like any of her other family because of how mean they were all the time.

And Momo went from her parent's friend that sometimes tutored her to the person that sometimes steals her only parent.

And sure, it was cool to have a superhero as a stepmom.

But really your daughter missed the days when it was just the two of you.

When you noticed, you were heartbroken. You apologized over and over, and you promised your daughter that you could plan more days for just the two of you.

Momo was fully supportive of you having more alone time with your daughter. She knew it was important for your daughter to have that bonding time.

Momo just wasn't really sure how to react at the news that your daughter wanted her around less. She hadn't really considered how much she cared for you and your family until then.

Somehow, even though Momo knew how important it was for your daughter to have you as a support system, she still felt rejected and sad. She didn't want to leave you alone.

Momo pulled away for a while. Not because she was angry or anything, but because she didn't know how much space she was supposed to give you to be with your daughter.

Eventually, your daughter did start asking about her again.

"When is Momo coming back over?" she asked one time on the way home from school. "I miss her."

It took a long time, but you eventually learned to balance your time with Momo and your time with your daughter.

Shoto Todoroki

You took in your younger brother when your parents passed away.

You were happy to do so. The two of you had always been close, and you were happy to be the one who takes care of him.

But he was a bitter, emotional thirteen year old boy whose parents had just passed away. And there was nothing you could do to ease his pain.

You did everything you could think of. You started both of you in therapy. You spent quality time together. You made his favorite meals. You invited his friends over. But nothing consoled him.

He was mean and angry. He was sad and anxious. He insisted on being alone the majority of the time.

And you spent so much time trying to help him heal that you ended up isolating yourself.

That was when you met Shoto. He was a good shoulder to lean on. He was never judgmental of you or your situation. He always listened and never spoke until the time was right.

Todoroki also put you first, the way that you were never able to. And you fell in love with him months after your brother moved in with you.

You were extremely careful of the way you presented your relationship to Shoto to your brother. You thought it would be too quick of a change for him so soon after the last one.

Your worry actually led to you keeping it a secret for a little over a month.

It wasn't on purpose. You always meant to tell your brother that you had a boyfriend. But at first he just wasn't responsive to anything you said.

But then he met Shoto on accident.

Shoto went into your apartment to grab something you needed for work. It was only meant to be a quick trip to the apartment, and your brother wasn't meant to be there.

But he was. Your brother had skipped school. Apparently it's something he'd been doing for a while. He would just walk home after you left for work.

Shoto found him, and they struck up a deal. Todoroki would teach him some skills in combat and he would avoid telling you about the skipping class if your brother would stop skipping school altogether.

Suddenly, Todoroki became best friends with your younger brother.

Your brother became more social, more active. He started talking to you again. He started getting better grades in school. He started joining you for family dinners.

And when you were finally able to tell your brother about the nature of your relationship with Shoto, it turned out that he already knew.

Apparently, he overheard you on the phone with Todoroki one night.

Todoroki became increasingly protective over your brother.

He took your brother to nightly training sessions to help him work off his emotions.

Your brother even convinced Shoto to try going to therapy himself, something he had considered but never actually went through with.

After that day, they started becoming closer. Almost brotherly, almost the relationship you knew Shoto was missing from his siblings.

You knew they both needed each other.

And Todoroki was so spoiling for the both of you. He took you both on trips. He bought you gifts for holidays. He took you to dinner and to his Pro Hero parties and banquets.

Every once in a while, he would work late, and he would refuse to come back to your place because he didn't want to wake up your brother.

And one day, when Todoroki had been at his own apartment for several nights after being on late night patrols, you heard your brother ask you from the other room, "When is Shoto coming home?"

And ever since then, the three of you became a happy family.

Mirio Togata

You and your daughter met Mirio in the park.

Your daughter had been just six years old. Her other parent had passed away when she was an infant.

Your parents lived far away, and your partner's parents couldn't bear to look at your daughter now that they'd had to bury their own child. And you couldn't really blame them because of how much she looked like her other parent.

It was just the two of you, you and your baby.

Mirio had brought is own daughter, one from a previous marriage.

Their divorce had been amicable, though his ex-wife had since made some poor life choices and was no longer able to visit or take his daughter on the weekends. So they spent their days visiting parks and playgrounds.

You met because your daughter had taken quite a fall off of the swings and scraped up her hands, and Mirio's daughter had helped her up. Mirio, then, helped her find you so you could bring her home.

You were thankful, and you took your daughter home after a brief exchange of niceties.

From then on, you always noticed him at the playgrounds you frequented. Your daughter became very good friends with his, and you found it in your best interest to become friends with Mirio.

The rest is history.

You found out that your daughters would be going to the same elementary school. And from then on, they did everything together.

Meaning that you and Mirio now did everything together, too.

Mirio was particularly doting on your daughter.

He would play with her whenever she asked, no matter how silly the game was.

He would give her piggyback rides into school.

He would nurture her whenever she needed loving.

But he also never neglected his own daughter. He made sure they still went out on their father-daughter dates to cafes and parks and playgrounds.

Watching him love the kids so much created a longing in your heart that was so strong you couldn't deny that you had feelings for him.

Eventually, things spiraled until the two of you were much, much more than friends.

You hadn't exactly explained anything to your daughters yet, but during a play date, they walked in on the two of you kissing.

It was innocent enough. Nothing got remotely steamy. But it was just an innocent moment.

You both startled when you heard "OoooooOOOOoooh!" from the two tiny voices peaking around the corner.

You all started laughing, and your daughters came bounding in the room. "You loooooove Mirio!" your daughter teased.

"Yeah, I guess I do!" you said with a smile, looking at him lovingly.

Mirio was just as doting and loving on your girls as he had been the entire time.

A couple of months into your relationship, you discovered that you were pregnant. And then a few months later, you welcomed a new baby boy into the family.

At first, your girls were so loving and doting on their brother. They "helped" feed him, change him, and bathe him, which really meant just talking to him and giving him lots of kisses.

But you could tell that something with your own baby girl had gone awry.

She would cling to you all hours of the day. She always wanted to be cuddling you, right by your side every minute of the day.

Eventually, she let it slip that she thought you and Mirio loved the new baby most.

You decided that you had to do something. Your baby had to know that you loved her just as much as the rest of the family.

So you set up a special time after the baby was laid down for bed at night where you all did something together.

Sometimes you'd watch a show and cuddle under blankets on the couch. Sometimes you'd play board games together. And sometimes you would take turns reading parts of books.

You each took your girls out on solo adventures whenever you could, making sure to spend time with them just as you did one another.

You did your best to make sure that your family unit all felt loved the way they deserved.

Hitoshi Shinsou

Shinsou actually met your eight year old son first.

You had been holiday shopping on one of the busiest nights of the year.

You knew you shouldn't have brought him with you. You knew you should've just waited until your parents could watch him.

But now, here you were, frantically running around the shopping center, waiting for your eyes to lock with his.

You couldn't help but shame yourself while you searched for him.

First, you got pregnant in high school. You knew you weren't mature enough to have a child, and all of this proved it. You were still a child yourself. You had no business raising a kid all on your own.

And then you saw it.

You saw your son being led through the crowd with a man with purple hair, and you finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fast forward to a year and a half later, and you and that man were moving into the same apartment.

Shinsou had proven to be an amazing parent, even if he really hadn't seen himself as a parent before.

He knew he wasn't really the "step-dad" type, and he never pretended to be.

He just wanted to care for you and your son as much as possible.

Hitoshi really struggled at first.

Sometimes, when he was over, he just couldn't understand why he could wake you up in the night with some love and affection.

Eventually, you explained that your son's face was peacefully sleeping on the other side of the wall between your bedrooms. "What the hell would you do if he walked in, 'Toshi?" you had eventually asked.

The look on his face seemed like he'd seen a ghost when you asked.

It took him a long time to get used to the schedule, too.

You and your kid got up so freaking early.

And yeah, he knew it was for school. But that didn't mean he wasn't grumpy about the alarm buzzing on your bedside table at six every morning.

One morning, though, he had been awake when your son had woken up from a nightmare.

You would have been happy to wake up and be there for your son. But Hitoshi also knew this was his chance to really bond with him in a way he hadn't been able to. So he got up and led your son into the kitchen.

Hitoshi took the time to heat up some milk with honey and cinnamon mixed in, just like in that movie he had watched with you and your son recently... Oh, what was it called?... He couldn't remember.

They talked about the dream. Shinsou told your son all the ways that he remembered to be brave when he was afraid.

And ever since then, your son went to Shinsou for everything. It was like he was obsessed with your boyfriend.

Ever since then, they were best friends, always getting into one thing or another together.

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burned-out-match · 1 year

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masterlist??

MHA!!

shiggy being in love

dabi and shigaraki’s ideal types lol

hawks, shiggy with a short s/o

hawks, shiggy, aizawa with an insecure s/o

hawk’s and aizawa’s ideal types

domestic! hawks

hawks mating for life??

aizawa and hawks as dads!

shiggy with a mentally ill s/o

if shigaraki had a different childhood...

shigaraki redemption arc?

endeavor thoughts

bakugou, shiggy, shoto being jealous

shiggy, aizawa, hawks with a flirtatious s/o

bakugou and todoroki hearing you gush over them

toga, shinsou, tamaki with an s/o who has a shrinking quirk

shinsou, bakugou, kiri with an s/o who snaps

hawks with an oblivious s/o

kiri, bakugou, izuku with a chubby s/o!!

shinsou, ms. joke, toga with a stuttering s/o

bakugou with a pregnant partner

shinsou, aizawa, monoma with an avid reader! s/o

toga, shinsou, denki with an s/o with glasses

momo and ochako with an s/o with an opposite quirk

aizawa meeting a motherly s/o

bakugou, kiri, shoto with a twin sister

hawks after an argument and breakup

present mic, aizawa, midnight with an s/o with long hair

dabi, shinsou, miruko with an s/o who loves the rain

shinsou, denki, tamaki genderbent

shinsou, bakugou, tsu with a mega quirk s/o

toga, bakugou, dabi when u fart

shigaraki, bakugou, shoto when you ask for a kith

shinsou with a lying s/o

hawks, aizawa, shinsou with a writer s/o

tsu, shinsou, uraraka holding hands

tsu on a swimming date

mina and jirou with a singer

kiri, iida, all might as boyfrens

hawks in a relationship

hawks with an owl quirk s/o

bubble tea date with denki, shinsou, mina

hawks, bakugou, dabi when their s/o opens up

monoma with a pained s/o

shinsou, monoma, kuroiro with a shadow quirk s/o

all might fluff

midnight and mic with a villain s/o

bakugou, denki, shinsou when their s/o visits from the future

more hawks relationship fluff

hawks breakup angst

shigaraki and hawks with a singer

aizawa, shinsou, jirou with a cat-quirk s/o

kinoko komori appreciation

momo, izuku, neijire with an s/o who possesses people

shigaraki and his gamer

aizawa, izuku, bakugou with a quirkless s/o

shiggy x reader fluff fic

random class 1a hcs

bakugou angst, tw:abuse

HxH!!

kurapika with a short s/o

can illumi love??

yandere illumi

can hisoka love??

kurapika and leorio as boyfrens

leorio, hisoka, kurapika with a tall s/o

kite, illumi, chrollo with a pregnant s/o

hisoka’s type

hisoka hcs

illumi brainrot

Genshin Impact!!

childe x reader sample fic??

HSR!!

thoughts about sampo

hsr shitpost number 1

hsr shitpost number 2

hsr shitpost number 3

hsr shitpost number 4

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hopelessdelusional · 11 months

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

all of the girls you’ve loved before

EDIT: just realized i fucked up one of the text messages, that migraine was ROUGH

the title kinda doesn’t fit the chapter but it kinda does but i’m so dehydrated and sleep deprived idk

anyways welcome to season two!! thank you all to the folks who have been around for a while-and if ur just now stopping in hello! i’m Ro and i write smaus and fanfiction! rn i’m writing a lot of mha bc brainriot but i pinky promise i’ll do some more fandoms once this series is over 🫶

pls enjoy i love u all💚💚💚💚💚💚💚 once again i’m asking for ideas for fics or just questions abt me!!! if you wanna know what fandoms i’m in or what ships/ x readers i’ll write and make smau’s over i can answer!!! just send me a note for my inbox and it’ll be answered!!

fun facts! ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

- GUESS WHO FIGURED OUT HOW TO ADD MORE PHOTOOOOOOOOS “prepare to be sick of me”

- y/n and bkg have been talking non STOP bro like texting calling all that shit, hitoshi is SICK of walking out into the living room or kitchen and seeing y/n on the phone with bkg (even tho she has to deal with him and kaminari but whatever)

- whenever bakugou doesn’t know how to respond to anything he SPRINTS to his friend group, it’s very amusing

- hitoshi and y/n are best friends and spend a lot of time together, thus they are slowly becoming the same person! including their set of questions they like to ask ppl bc it’s “fun”

- when momo is super busy her assistant sometimes reads her messages just in case there’s no emergency or anything and always giggles when it’s one of her friend’s having a meltdown (especially with the gc name, very entertaining to see ur boss be in a gc like that)

- bakugou also asked y/n a bunch of questions one night and that’s what lead to them ranking all the t.s albums (it ended in chaos)

- (bakugou listened to taylor swift after that call)

- hitoshi and shoto know literally everything abt each other, either as dirt or just out of love, no one knows

- (it’s out of love)

- mina and kirishima have been going on a lot of dates recently….who knows what will happen………

- i did random users guys 😁😁😁😁 how do we feel😁😁😁😁

- y/n sees said tweet and… goes a little silly if you will

- yeah toshi and kami are so gay even random strangers can tell bruh

-kami is a bit of an idiot for not just, texting, toshi but whatever we still love him

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p1nkch3rries · 2 years

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𝐘/𝐍 𝐋/𝐍

✿Y/N L/N✿

Age: 15

Power/Quirk: Psychic Energy Manipulation, Mental Manipulation, Telepathy, Levitation, Chaos Magic

✿POWERS✿

Psychic Energy Manipulation

Telekinesis: Y/n has the ability to move, levitate, and otherwise manipulate objects using her psionic energy in a remote manner without the need for her energy to first be projected from her hands. Y/n uses this energy to affect and control molecules and particles, allowing her to fully control matter and energy.

Force-Field Generation: Y/n is able to create highly durable barriers of red energy that she can shape and manipulate as needed. She can use it to grab and break apart targets, protect others from enemy fire, contain a target or cover, and deflect attacks from enemies

Disintegration: Y/n is capable of using her energy in such an acute telekinetic way that she is able to completely disintegrate objects. (CURRENTLY UNKNOWN TO Y/N)

Mental Manipulation

Emotion Manipulation: With her mental powers, Y/n often used it in order to elicit fear or emotional pain in a person in the form of nightmarish hallucinations that could stun and weaken even an individual as powerful as Thor. These visions can depict things that a person fears, regrets, or general disturbances, though the nature of it is not up to Y/n. She is able to know what her victim is seeing and be inside the vision with them.

Telepathy

Due to her ability to interact mentally with others, Y/n can read minds, communicate telepathically and experience the memories and thoughts of others. She can also sense the minds and emotions of those around her.

Levitation

Y/n is able to use this power to move through the air and simulate flight, in order to hover and safely float back to the ground. The use of this power manifests as a blast of psionic energy expelled from her hands onto the ground to propel herself up in the air, with a second blast used to slow her momentum as she approaches the ground allowing her to land safely.

Chaos Magic

(CURRENTLY UNKNOWN TO Y/N)

Reality Warping: Y/n can warp reality. Y/n's reality-warping abilities began initially on a small scale, however, as time progressed, her powers have grown exponentially. Y/n can also create small zones where reality follows her wishes and rules. The areas are surrounded by a partially invisible force field and appear normal from the outside.

Conjuration: The power to create or to uncreate something or someone from nothing.

Transmutation: The ability to change the physical properties of creatures, things, or conditions.

Energy Absorption: The ability to absorb any energy or magic and transform it into Chaos Magic, amplifying Y/n's own magic to an even greater extent. She is capable of absorbing magic and energy without killing her target.

Spell Casting: Y/n was able to cast runes to keep others from using their magic.

Astral Projection: Unlike traditional astral projection, Y/n is able to project her astral form without losing consciousness of her physical self. She can accomplish this by manifesting the Scarlet Witch outside of her own body.

Teleportation: Y/n can transport others from one place to another. She is also able to disappear and reappear, leaving behind a trail of red smoke.

Illusion Manipulation: Y/n could cast very life-like illusions of herself and others. She also cast an illusion to transform landscapes into appearing as others.

✿BACKSTORY✿

Y/n L/n was born as a mutant in a world where the mutant population was very low. When she developed her mutant powers, her parents abandoned her, fearing what she could do. While growing up, she often hid to avoid getting caught and killed for her abilities. At age 10, S.H.I.E.L.D found and recruited her to train under the Avengers' guidance to hone and improve her powers. She was taught hand-to-hand combat by Natasha Romanoff, who also taught her multiple languages. At 13, she was recognized as a full-fledged Avenger responsible for going on patrol and missions. At 14, the young girl was hit with the traumatic events of the Blip, dying, and coming back to fight Thanos.

✿RELATIONSHIPS✿

Spiderman: Friend (Alive)

Stephen Strange: Mentor/Father Figure (Alive)

Wong: Mentor/Close Friend (Alive)

America Chavez: Close Friend (Alive)

Clint Barton: Close Friend (Alive)

Bucky Barnes: Friend (Alive)

Sam Wilson: Close Friend (Alive)

Bruce Banner: Friend (Alive)

Scott Lang: Friend (Alive)

Thor: Friend (Alive)

Tony Stark: Close Friend (Dead)

Steve Rodgers: Father Figure (Dead)

Vision: Friend (Dead)

Natasha Romanoff: Close Friend (Dead)

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ine-sane · 1 year

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A little late but at last, I bring you some of the ships I like!

If you want to see more of the process here is the link to my TikTok >>> https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMYBHR4RW/

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awesomewithaustim · 2 months

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Chapters: 18/? Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Midoriya Izuku/Reader, Todoroki Shouto/Reader, Kirishima Eijirou/Reader, Shinsou Hitoshi/Reader, Kaminari Denki/Reader, Amajiki Tamaki/Reader, Sero Hanta/Reader, Iida Tenya/Reader, Ashido Mina/Reader, Tokoyami Fumikage/Reader, Yaoyorozu Momo/Reader, Uraraka Ochako/Reader, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia)/Reader, Jirou Kyouka/Reader, Asui Tsuyu/Reader, Shouji Mezou/Reader, Ojiro Mashirao/Reader Characters: Reader Series: Part 1 of A-Z

#bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #midoriya x reader #todoroki x reader #kirishima ejiro x reader #shinsou x reader #kaminari x reader #tamaki amajiki x reader #sero x reader #iida x reader #mina x reader #tokoyami x reader #momo x reader #uraraka x reader #jirou x reader #asui x reader #mezo shoji x reader #ojiro x reader

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aweskeetskeet · 3 months

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Fell first, fell harder (MHA ship head cannons )

Kaminari fell first, shinso fell harder

Kirishima fell first, Bakugo fell harder

Deku fell first, todoroki fell harder

Aizawa fell first, hizashi fell harder

Jiro fell first, Yaoyurozu fell harder

Dabi fell first, hawks fell harder

#denki kaminari #hitoshi shinsou #kaminari x shinsou #kirishima eijirou #katsuki bakugo #bakugo x kirishima #aizawa shouta #present mic #aizawa x hizashi #momo yaoyorozu #kyoka jiro #yaoyorozu x jiro #midoriya izuku #shoto todoroki #deku x todoroki

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iamashippinggod · 9 months

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I Don't Say What's On My Mind Quite As Much As You'd Like Me To

Part five of my mini-fic series is here! @julybreakbingo

Bingo Prompt: “You should be with someone that respects you.” Fandom: My Hero Academia Ships: Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi Content Warning: Explicit Language Tags: Shinsou Hitoshi is an Insomniac, Adopted Shinsou Hitoshi, Adopted Eri, Married Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi, Class 1-A, Established Relationships, Shinsou Hitoshi replaces Mineta Minoru, Shinsou Hitoshi has Social Anxiety, Kaminari Denki has ADHD, Pansexual Kaminari Denki, Bisexual Jirou Kyouka, Gay Shinsou Hitoshi, Late Night Conversations, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Stargazing, Latino Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Bakugou Katsuki is a good friend. Side Note: This is cross-platformed on AO3. What? Two posts within a few days of each other? Shocker. Anyway, welcome (or welcome back), here's part five! I hope you all enjoy <3 P.S: Also, translation for Sero: "Aye, date un respiro, hombre." = "Aye, take a break, man." "Ok, guapo." = "Ok, handsome." I apologize if those aren't the correct translations, I used Google Translate for Sero's spanish.

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Summary: “... You should be with someone that respects you, Kaminari, not someone who’s gonna make you question if what you said or did was wrong or make you feel like shit for something you can’t help.”

“Like who?”

Me.

Hitoshi has officially been in Class 1-A for a full month now.

For the most part, everything was just about the same as before he was transferred into the Hero Course, with the addition of training and his new acquaintances (not friends, not yet). He still had his normal classes like English and Mathematics, but now he also has the addition of Heroics with All Might and afternoon training in Gym Gemma. He’s gotten better at changing the pitch of his voice changer at a faster speed mid fight. He’s even succeeded in capturing Bakugou mid-fight, and that in itself is a win considering how tough of an opponent he can be.

And he no longer stays in his room, sure there are days where he separates himself from his class to recharge his social battery, but he finds himself joining everyone downstairs more often than not, especially if Kaminari is around.

Speaking of, he supposed that he has him to thank for that little change.

He still finds being around his classmates for longer than a few hours after classes have ended to be a pain, but he finds it more bearable when Kaminari is around. Maybe it’s because the blond knows how to steer a conversation, forcing the attention onto him rather than the insomniac. Either way, it helps him feel more comfortable when there’s more than just the two of them in the room.

He still wouldn’t admit it out loud if you confronted him, but he actually enjoys Kaminari’s company. More than he thought he would. Ever since that one Sunday night a few weeks back, he finds himself wanting to be around Kaminari more.

A part of him doesn’t like it, mostly because it’s weird to have a friend who doesn’t make comments about his Quirk and doesn’t imply all of the villainous acts he could do with it, it’s new. But that’s also why he does like it. Kaminari isn’t like everyone else.

And he likes to think that because they’ve been hanging out so much, and that Hitoshi actually enjoys his company, that he has gotten to know the blond well enough to know when something is wrong.

Like now, for instance.

Everyone in the class could sense that something was off with Kaminari and Jirou’s dynamic. Though the dark-haired girl wasn’t affectionate like her counterpart, she did joke around with Kaminari, even though some of the jokes she made something in Hitoshi’s stomach churn. And Kaminari knows she doesn’t like public displays of affection, so he finds other ways to swoon her during class; little gifts like snacks would find their way onto the corner of her desk at random hours of the day, an extra pen in case she forgot hers, offering to carry her bag when going to their next class, stuff like that.

But for the past couple of days, there has been none of that. They wouldn’t even look at each other for more than a few seconds.

Everyone knows something happened, they were all at the ramen shop last Friday, they all saw her storm out with Momo trailing after her, eventually watching Kaminari follow after them both. Hitoshi saw the concern and worry on Kaminari’s face that night, but mostly an expression of pure confusion.

But it was Sunday morning that he knew something went wrong between them.

Hitoshi had spent Saturday night at the family apartment on campus for diner, he and Eri had stayed up until it was close to midnight watching movies before Shouta had shooed them off to bed for the night, Hitoshi found it a bit hypocritical how he shooed them off to bed only to stay up to grade papers until Hizashi had come down to collect him.

The next morning, Hitoshi had made his way to the kitchen, following the smell of freshly cooked bacon. He knew his Dad wouldn’t be there, he hosted tutoring sessions in the mornings on the weekends, and knew that if he wasn’t in the kitchen, that he was at the school for one of his tutoring sessions.

Half way through breakfast, his Pops spoke up.

“Are you heading back to the dorms soon?” Hizashi asked, making Hitoshi look up from his plate.

The purple-haired teen nodded, “Yeah, probably once we’re done eating. I left my homework at my dorm, and I need to see if Midoriya will let me borrow his notes again.”

“Can you do me a favor and take your father his lunch, please?”

“Won’t he be done by lunch?” Hitoshi asked.

Hizashi reaches over to pick up his glass, “Yeah, he’ll be done tutoring by then, but he has a meeting with a detective for a case. You know he won’t take care of himself if I don’t send him something to eat.”

So that’s how he found himself wandering the halls of the main school building until he reached his father’s classroom, a bento box in one hand, and his phone in the other while he looked at the news.

“Another sighting of the villain known at Dabi has been spotted down at the port last night, our sources tell us that he as well as the League of Villains are connected to the recent explosion in downtown Tokyo. Police are still refusing to make any statements, but are continuing their investigation–”

Hitoshi had shut off his screen, deciding that it was best to not read any more of that article.

For all of his hopes to follow in his parents’ footsteps, there were days where he wished that they weren’t in the Hero business, especially when he reads news like that. What the hell would they be in Tokyo for anyway?

Hitoshi had stopped outside his father’s classroom, raising a hand to knock when he heard two voices from the otherside.

“It’s B.”

“It’s A.” He hears his father correct.

There is a grumble from the otherside. “This is hopeless…”

A pause, followed by the sound of footsteps. “It may not seem like much, but you have improved since last weekend.” Hitoshi hears a scoff. “... Are you alright?”

“What do you mean?”

“To put it lightly? You look like shit, kid.” Hitoshi smirked at that.

He hears a laugh. He recognizes that laugh, and he smiles at the sound without realizing it. “It’s nothing to worry about.” A pause, followed by a sigh. “Really, Sensei, I’m fine. I just…” He hears him trail off. He sounded tired. “Why numbers? I understand letters like the back of my hand, but numbers? What maniac came to the conclusion that math was a necessity? Who?”

Hitoshi knocks, “Dad?” he calls out, sliding the door open. He’s met with the sight of Kaminari hunched over his desk, and his father leaning back against the podium. He stops and examines Kaminari.

Kaminari did look like shit.

Normally, the blond greets him with a smile, a grin, a fucking smirk, his lips would be turned upwards no matter what. But he was met with a frown instead.

Hitoshi clears his throat, tearing his eyes away and holds up the bento. “Pops asked me to bring you lunch. And to remind you to take your meds.”

“Of course he did.” Shouta pushes off from the podium, hiding the small smile creeping its way onto his face with his scarf. “Thank you.”

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Kaminari looking at him, but when he goes to return the look, the blond looks away.

Weird.

That night, Hitoshi texts Kaminari first.

I’m hopping on mc, you joining?

He was met with the thumbs-down emoji, followed by; can’t. homework.

This makes Hitoshi frown. Kaminari normally sends him a paragraph for a reply. Are you okay?

Three dots. i’m fine. He didn’t even capitalize the I. Before Hitoshi could think of a response, Kaminari adds, i’ll text you later. The purple-haired teen stared at his phone for a moment, reading over Kaminari’s responses before he eventually shuts off his screen and goes to log onto Minecraft, expecting that follow up he was promised.

But that follow up never came. And it doesn’t for a few days.

From an outside perspective, Kaminari probably seems like his normal self. Cracking jokes, poking fun with his classmates, holding conversations with Sero and Mina over the most random of subjects that have zero context or meaning. Kaminari did seem fine.

Hitoshi knew he wasn’t. From his perspective, Kaminari was mimicking him and his sleep schedule, as the blond seemed exhausted, quieter in the past week alone. And he wondered if the rest of his friend’s squad had noticed too (he says “his friend’s” as he doesn’t see himself as a part of their group yet), and just hasn’t said anything.

Hitoshi sees the way he’s sluggish during training, how his response time is off by a few seconds. And he’s definitely noticed the way he avoids Jirou at all costs, and the looks Jirou gives him in return. Speaking of the earjack hero in training, he noticed how she has simmered down in the past week, the daggers in her eyes were more like dull blades used for show now.

It all comes to a head Thursday morning.

Hitoshi had walked into class, rubbing away the remaining sleep from his eyes. As usual, he walks into the endless chatter of his classmates, some still waking themselves to pay attention to today’s lesson plan, others engaging in conversations that either have zero meaning behind it or are discussing homework or something along those lines.

As he sits down, he looks to his right and sees the hyperactive blond being not so hyperactive. Kaminari had his arms folded across his desk and was currently resting his forehead on top of his folded arms, he looked as though he was half-way to being asleep.

Hitoshi thought about reaching over, giving him a shake and asking to see if he was okay. But he already knows that he’s not okay, he hasn’t been okay for the past week, ever since that night in the ramen shop. What good would asking him do if he already knew the answer?

“Hey, Ji. How are you holding up?”

Behind him, he hears Hagakure. Casting Kaminari a subtle but concerned look, he peaks over his shoulder to see the invisible girl talking to Jirou.

Now that he’s giving her a good look over, she was almost as bad as Kaminari, but her eyes weren’t as puffy as his. The girl shrugs, “I’m fine.”

Hitoshi almost scoffs. Why does everyone keep saying that when they clearly aren’t fine?

If he could see the invisible girl’s face, he would probably see a frown. “Have you spoken to him since the break up?”

Hitoshi snaps his head forward, eyes wide in shock. “No… We decided to give each other some space for a bit.” He hears Jirou say. He looks over to his right, seeing Kaminari peeking over his arms, eyes trained on the back of Ojiro’s chair. Did he hear them too?

Apparently the whole class heard.

“Wait what?” Uraraka spoke up, Hitoshi looked and saw her looking directly at the girls. “You and Kaminari broke up?” Looking past the three of them, he could see Momo staring at them blankly, like she was already expecting this reaction. She already knew.

But Uraraka’s question stirred up the entire class.

“What? Kami, why didn’t you say anything?” Mina frowned at the electric blond, who only shrugged in response and buried his head further into his arms.

Bakugou’s frown (one that is practically tattooed on his face) deepened, and reached back and across to poke at Kaminari. “Oi,” He was quiet. “Pikachu?”

“I’m fine.” They hear him mutter. Behind them, most of the class was asking Jirou the questions. Only those from their group (minus Jirou, obviously) were checking in on Kaminari.

The commotion hadn’t died down when Shouta had walked into the classroom. Even Iida hadn’t bothered telling everyone to get to their seats when he noticed the teacher walking in.

For that half an hour, the classroom was tense. If Hitoshi was paying attention to his dad, he would have seen him casting a questioning look in his direction. But Hitoshi didn’t pay attention, he kept his attention on Kaminari instead.

Throughout the entire day, Hitoshi noticed how Kaminari seemed distant from everyone. The blond kept his head down during classes, and he hadn’t even shown up for lunch, Bakugou had to go and drag him into the cafeteria just to make sure he ate.

In between classes, Kaminari would walk with a notebook and pen in his hand, scribbling things down. Hitoshi had peaked over his shoulder out of curiosity and saw that it was one of his extra assignments. He’s worse than Midoriya. And the green-haired boy would be switching between three assignments while maintaining a conversation with Todoroki in between his unnatural muttering.

“Aye, date un respiro, hombre.” Sero clasps a hand on the blond’s shoulder, slightly shaking him from his thoughts before switching back to Japanese. “Seriously, don’t stress yourself. We’re doing a study group at Bakugou’s tonight so just join us.”

Kaminari looked as though he was giving it some thought before shaking his head. “No, it’s fine. I kind of want to get it done before Ectoplasm’s class.”

I don’t want to be around people, right now. Was what Hitoshi heard. He’s well rehearsed in avoiding people, and that was the oldest line in the book. And judging by the look Sero was giving him, he didn’t believe him either.

Sero gives him a small smile, giving his shoulder a light squeeze. “Ok, guapo. If you change your mind, we’ll be in Bakugou’s room until seven.”

Kaminari nods before speeding away from the black-haired teen. Sero frowned as he watched him walk away, and so did Hitoshi.

When afternoon training came, Kaminari had been excused from the class and was given a permission slip to head back to the dorms early. He knew his father noticed Kaminari’s exhaustion, he was practically mimicking Hitoshi even if he didn’t mean to.

So during practice, Hitoshi was paired with Bakugou, who he quickly learned was hard of hearing due to his Quirk. About halfway through the round, Hitoshi had to switch to sign-language (something he had picked up for his Pops, who also was hard of hearing as a result of his Quirk), which took the angry teen by surprise.

Hiding around the corner to avoid Tokoyami and Dark Shadow, the two of them had a silent conversation.

“Which should we go after first?” Hitoshi signed, ignoring the wide-eyed look on Bakugou’s face.

“Since when can you fucking sign?” Bakugou asked.

Hitoshi shrugged. “Does it matter?”

Bakugou didn't reply right away, instead, he grabbed Hitoshi by the wrist and moved them until they were higher up with an advantage. Hitoshi felt a tap on his shoulder, he looked over in time to make out Bakugou’s question. “Have you spoken to Pikachu today?”

With furrowed brows, Hitoshi looked between Bakugou and Tokoyami below them. “No. Have you?” He was met with a shake of the head. “How long were they together?”

“A couple of months. Not sure what happened though.” Bakugou pauses. “... Don’t say anything, but I’m glad they broke up.”

“Why?”

Bakugou scoffs. “Because they don’t work well as a couple.” He replies. “You should talk to him.”

Before Hitoshi could question him further, acid was sprayed in their direction.

Unfortunately for Tokoyami and Mina, they had fallen for Hitoshi’s voice changer, and were deemed subdued, leaving him and Bakugou as the winner of this training match.

Mina was pouting all the way back to the entrance of Ground Beta. “No fair, how we’re we supposed to tell if that was you or one of us?” She questioned.

But Hitoshi hadn’t been paying attention to the pink-haired girl, so Bakugou responded for him, “That was the point, Racoon Eyes.” The angry teen rolled his eyes. “You guys aren’t meant to know if it’s him or not. That’s what makes him fucking better.”

Mina stopped, mouth gaping at Bakugou. “Did… Did you just compliment someone that wasn’t you or Kiri?”

“Go to hell!” Bakugou sped up, but not before the rush of red colored his cheeks. Mina kept up her teasing while they made their way back.

Hitoshi didn’t speak up again until they were in the locker room. Their match was the last one for the day, and as a result, they were the last ones in the locker room. Tokoyami left first, Dark Shadow peeking out to say goodbye before leaving them alone.

As Hitoshi pulled his shirt down over his head, he looked in Bakugou’s direction, watching as he reached for a pair of hearing aids. Once his shirt was one, he started signing again.

“I thought you got your hearing back when you were talking to Mina?”

Bakugou shook his head. “I can read lips, as long as they’re not moving too fast.”

Hitoshi nods, and waits for Bakugou to put in his hearing aids before he speaks. “What did you mean earlier?” Bakugou gives him a questioning look. “About Kaminari and Jirou not working as a couple.”

“Tsk.” The blond reaches for his bag, pulling the strap onto his shoulder. “Ears had a tendency to take her shitty jokes too far. Pikachu may seem laid back and doesn’t fucking care about what people say about him, but he does.”

“Why didn’t-”

“-He fucking say anything?”

“Or any of you?”

Bakugou shrugs, “We’ve tried. She came into our group not too long after they started dating, so we had a little more time to know what was okay to joke about and what he didn’t want us to talk about. But whenever one of us would try to fucking correct her, Pikachu would shrug it off, saying that it was a shitty joke.” He explained.

“Why me?” Confused, Hitoshi asked, “You said that I should talk to him, but shouldn’t one of you do that? You’ve known him longer.”

“That’s why it should be you.” Still clearly confused, Bakugou sighed and continued. “He has a tendency to fucking brush shit off, if one of us tried to talk to him, he’d fucking plaster a smile on his face and throw a joke or two. He won’t fucking talk.”

“That doesn’t explain why I should be the one to talk to him. What good could I do if the people he’s known longer can’t get him to open up.”

“Damn, you really are dense.” Bakugou mutters, shaking his head. “It’s different with you. ‘No clue why, but he’s taken a fucking liking to you. He’ll talk to you. I know it.”

When they had gotten back to the dorms, there was no sign of the electric blond. When Bakugou had asked (to know how much to cook for dinner), Kirishima had told them that he was still in his room. Hitoshi confirms this when walking into his room, hearing the sound of music coming through the door across the hall.

The music stays on until it gets closer to midnight, 11:43 shining in red LED tells him the time. Hitoshi had finished his homework a while ago, and he was back on his Switch playing Mario Kart, trying to beat his best speed when he heard the music cut off abruptly.

The teen looks up from the device and looks toward his door. He waits, expecting the music to come back on with a change in song, but the noise never comes.

“What good could I do if the people he’s known longer can’t get him to open up.” “He’ll talk to you. I know it.” Just what the hell did he mean by that?

Out of curiosity, Hitoshi disregards his Switch and reaches for his phone, unlocking it and opening his chat with the blond.

What are we listening to tonight?

Instead of seeing the three dots dancing at the bottom of the screen, he sees the grayed-out check mark underneath his message turn green, indicating that it had been seen. But he receives no response.

Hitoshi frowns, laying on his back as he stares at the screen, still expecting those three dots to appear at any moment.

So Hitoshi starts typing again. Any chance I can make a request? We could be the dorm’s personal radio show. He jokes. But the only indication that Kaminari has seen his text is that green checkmark underneath his message.

He sighs, shutting off his screen. Clearly Kaminari didn’t want to talk. Then again, he could have not even been looking at his phone, he could just have their chat open and that’s why they were being marked as read.

No, that’s a stupid explanation. Besides, if their messages were open, that would mean Kaminari was planning on texting him back, so why hasn’t he? “What good could I do if the people he’s known longer can’t get him to open up.” “He’ll talk to you. I know it.”

He opens his eyes to the sound of his phone ringing. When did he even close them?

Hitoshi raises his phone, eyes widening slightly when he sees Kaminari’s name on his screen. Without thinking, he immediately swipes his thumb right to answer. “Hey-”

“Step into the hallway.” Hitoshi almost drops his phone from how rough Kaminari sounded.

Curiously (and more so out of concern), he does as told. Swinging open his door and stepping out, frowning at the sight of an empty hallway. “Where are you?”

“Across from Iida’s room.” Kaminari tells him, Hitoshi walks until he’s standing in front of Iida’s room, and across from his door is an open window.

The purple-haired teen hangs up and immediately climbs through it, leading him to the roof that connects both wings of Height Alliance. His feet (thankfully covered by the fluffy socks that Eri had picked out for him at the mall) hit the asphalt, and ahead of him, Kaminari is lowering his phone from his ear.

The blond was laying on his back, his knees drawn up as he looked up at the sky. Tonight, the skies were clear, the school was high enough away from the rest of the city that looking up from here, they could see stars shining brightly.

Hitoshi is hesitant to move at first, unsure as to why Kaminari was out here, let alone inviting him out here with him. But he finds himself moving toward him anyway, eventually sitting down next to the other teen, drawing up his knees to rest his arms on.

Neither of them say anything at first. But neither of them seemed to mind the silence, it was a comfortable silence that greeted them, aside from the sound of crickets that echoed in the grass below, and the familiar commotion of their classmates getting ready for bed (unless you were Bakugou, then you were already asleep).

“Did you know that electricity has a sound?” Hitoshi looks behind him, looking down at Kaminari, who hadn’t looked to meet his gaze. “Most people don’t even notice that there’s a sound until it’s been cut off. It’s quiet, barely noticeable in general. But when the power cuts off, you can hear the silence. It’s kind of nerve racking.” Kaminari explains.

“Is that why you’re out here?”

The question makes Kaminari bend his head to look at Hitoshi. But he nods. “It’s too loud. Most of the time, I can ignore it. But with my Quirk… it’s hard to sometimes.” “Can’t you still hear it out here though?”

Kaminari shrugs. “Yeah, it's not as bad though.”

Another round of silence falls over them for a minute. Kaminari looks back up at the sky, and Hitoshi lies down next to him to do the same.

“What did you mean earlier? About Kaminari and Jirou not working as a couple.”

His conversation with Bakugou rang in his ears again, nagging at him. He finds himself turning his head to look at the blond laying next to him, Bakugou talking in his ear again.

“Tsk. Ears had a tendency to take her shitty jokes too far. Pikachu may seem laid back and doesn’t fucking care about what people say about him, but he does.”

He couldn’t help but to think that there was some truth in Bakugou’s words. “She came into our group not too long after they started dating, so we had a little more time to know what was okay to joke about and what he didn’t want us to talk about. But whenever one of us would try to fucking correct her, Pikachu would shrug it off, saying that it was a shitty joke.”

He bites back a sigh. Just how many times had you shrugged shit off, Kaminari? He wanted to ask him. But he knows better. If the roles were reversed, he wouldn’t want to explain it either. Besides, for the most part, he and Jirou seemed to really have liked each other.

“... I’m sorry to hear about the break up.” He thought that was a good way to start. “How are you holding up?”

“I’m fine.”

It sounded forced. So Hitoshi pressed. “Okay, now the truth this time.” He found himself repeating the same words his Pops’ used on him a while back, keeping his voice soft in hopes of making Kaminari comfortable enough to talk.

The blond didn’t say anything at first, Hitoshi thinks he wasn’t going to say anything at all. He doesn’t blame him though.

But then Kaminari sighs, his eyes squeezing shut as he brings his hands up to cover his face. “Not fine.” He groans, clearly not wanting to talk about it.

“What happened with you two, anyway?” Hitoshi presses, hearing him sigh again. “I’m not going to force you to talk about it but… it’s not good to bottle things up-”

“What would you know?” There was a snap in the blond’s voice, who dropped his hands from his face in favor of sending him a glare. “You’ve never been in a relationship before, remember?”

“No, but I have experience with heartbreak.” He kept his voice even. He watches Kaminari deflate a little. “And I know first hand the consequences of bottling things up. Eventually, that bottle cracks, and it keeps cracking until you’re saying all the things you didn’t want to say anyway. So, let it out.”

Kaminari goes quiet, just like he has been over the past week. But Hitoshi doesn’t push anymore, he wants him to open up on his own.

It’s kind of funny when you look at this, he’s using the same tactics Hizashi and Shouta had used on him when he came to live with them a little over a year ago. Even though the situations are different, it feels like the right move. It’s hard to describe.

“... I fucked up.” Hitoshi looks toward the blond again, finding a look of guilt on his face. “And I didn’t even realize how much I had fucked up until it was over.”

“What do you mean?”

“She was jealous-” He cuts himself off, closing his eyes to think. “I um, I talked to Momo after homeroom, and I asked her how Ky- Jirou was doing,” Hitoshi could tell that it was hard to call her by her family name after getting so used to using her given name. “And I know she’s just looking out for her, I do. But she called me out for not being there when I should’ve been.”

He knew it wasn’t the full story. And he knew that he probably wouldn’t get it, at least, not anytime soon. So Hitoshi nods, processing what he was told, Bakugou’s words from earlier ringing in his ears. “You know… she wasn’t…” He trails off, unsure how to word this. “I noticed how she treated you,” He starts, which as a reward, Kaminari turns to look at him. “I noticed the comments she makes, how you just laugh them off when no one else does-”

“She was only joking when she called me dumb.”

“Bullshit.” Kaminari’s eyes lock with his. “You don’t call someone you care about an idiot or make fun of them for how their Quirk affects them, especially when they have no control over it.”

“I wasn’t exactly the perfect boyfriend-”

“Well maybe she wasn’t the perfect girlfriend, either.” Disbelief crosses the blond’s face. “Jirou is a nice girl, and she’s a good friend. That I don’t doubt… But-”

“But what?”

“I think you two were a bit toxic with each other, not on purpose, but you brought out different sides to each other that weren’t healthy.”

Kaminari is quiet again. Hitoshi sighs, looking up at the sky. Above them, he can see the blinking lights of an airplane in the darkness.

“... You should be with someone that respects you, Kaminari, not someone who’s gonna make you question if what you said or did was wrong or make you feel like shit for something you can’t help.”

“Like who?”

Me. Hitoshi freezes, but says nothing in response to Kaminari’s question. Nope. No. I’m not doing this. “Someone…” Me. “Someone like Sero, or Mina?”

Kaminari blinks at him before a laugh leaves his lips. And if that laugh did not make something in his chest flip… “Oh please. First of all, they’re into each other and are in denial.”

Hitoshi huffs out a laugh of his own. “And secondly?”

Kaminari holds his breath, wetting his lips. “... I- They’re practically family.”

“Maybe you can ask Mina to set you up with Aoyama.”

“Dude, that’s mean.” He turns his head in time to watch Kaminari laugh at the sky above them. He swallows, but doesn’t say anything. “Hey,” The blond looks toward him again, a grin on his face. “Denki.”

“Uh?”

“Call me Denki.”

Hitoshi looks confused. “Why?”

“You tell everyone to call you by your given name, it’s only fair that someone lets you call them by theirs, right?” He looks more relaxed now, genuinely carefree. I like it.

Hitoshi breathes out, “Nice to meet you, Denki.”

A gentle breeze cuts through them, reminding them both that it was autumn, almost winter. Hitoshi watches Kami- Denki, shiver, making him notice that he was only wearing sweats and a t-shirt.

“We should go inside.” He tells him, sitting up on his elbows.

Denki sits up, shaking his head. “No,” He drags out.

“We’re not even supposed to be out here. And just because I’m the teacher’s kid, doesn’t mean I get special privileges.”

Then he pouts. Denki Kaminari was pouting, it made Hitoshi crack a smile as he stood up. “Boo.” Denki huffs, moving to stand up. He wobbles, and out of reflex, Hitoshi moves to steady him, his hands on his waist.

How he manages to bite down the blush that threatened to show itself, he doesn’t know. But Denki wasn’t as lucky. The blond looks up at him, a grin on his lips and a taunt in his eyes. “Damn, I just got out of a relationship, ‘Toshi. Patience.” He laughs.

Hitoshi doesn’t respond, his grip on Denki’s hips were loose, he could easily slip away from him but he didn’t. Now, it was no longer Bakugou’s voice echoing in his ear, but Denki’s.

“Like who?” Me.

“Hitoshi?” Denki looks up at him, brows furrowed. He brings Hitoshi out of his thoughts long enough for him to notice Denki’s hands hovering over his chest. Fucking hell…

Hitoshi drops his hands and steps back, biting down the gulp. “Right, sorry. Come on,” He nods toward the window they crawled out of. “If we don’t freeze, my dad will definitely give us detention.”

Denki stares at him for a moment, before rolling his eyes and begins making his way toward the window. “I’m pretty sure your dad would stick us in a freezer for detention just to make a point.”

“If only you knew how much of a softy he actually is.”

Once they made their way back inside, and Hitoshi had closed the window behind them, they made their way back to their rooms. Both stopped in front of their doors, and Hitoshi finally had a clearer look now that they were in the light, he frowned at the sight of the growing eyebags under his eyes.

Yeah, nope.

As Denki opened his door, Hitoshi slid past him, and the purple-haired boy immediately went to the mess of papers that lay scattered around his bed. Denki watched as he picked up his papers, confused.

“What are you doing?”

“Making sure you don’t pass out in class tomorrow.” Hitoshi told him, grabbing an empty folding (which he assumed was where these papers were from) to store his homework. “This is coming with me and-” He adds as Denki opens his mouth to argue. “- I will help you finish it or fix it before class tomorrow. Okay?”

“Hypocrite.” Hitoshi raises a brow at him. “I know damn well that you don’t sleep either.”

“I’m better than I used to be.” He admits, a bit shyly at that. “But just because I do it, doesn’t mean I’m gonna let you do the same shit. Now go to bed.”

Denki scoffs, playfully rolling his eyes to add to the dramatics. “Fine, dad. I’m going to sleep.”

And just to play along, Hitoshi pats Denki on the head, telling him “goodnight” before heading back to his room across the hall.

As the door shuts, he leans back against the wood and looks down at the folder in his hands. “... You should be with someone that respects you, Kaminari, not someone who’s gonna make you question if what you said or did was wrong or make you feel like shit for something you can’t help.”

“Like who?”

Me.

A sigh leaves him. Hitoshi sets the folder down on the corner of his desk before jumping into bed. I’m not dealing with this.

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mercurykiwi · 4 months

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Don’t reblog. Take a screenshot and upload it, but tag all your OTPs

#mista x giorno #twidash #jotakak #kiribaku #erasermic #denki x shinsou #jolyne x ermes x ff #batarou #saitama x genos #momo x jirou #bayonetta x jeanne

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vrisrezis · 2 years

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The worst thing abt being with certain characters ? Write ur favs ! Bnha preferably

Bakugou is very jealous and not in the funny cute way. Sure, it’s funny and cute the first couple times but after awhile it becomes repetitive. It’s often, and it can be exhausting. You may feel like he doesn’t trust you as well because of it, in reality he’s just scared of losing you but he can’t confront it properly.

Kirishima tries so hard to do everything for the both of you. It’s sweet how considerate and selfless he can be, but you just wish he would let you shoulder his burdens like how he shoulders yours. He’s your rock, (literally) but on a whole other level and he won’t ever let you return the favor. It sometimes feels like he doesn’t trust you. Maybe one day he will open up, since being honest is manly.

Kaminari doesn’t listen and he forgets a lot of things. He tries to listen, he really does. But he just can’t sometimes. Whether it be because he’s too busy admiring how attractive you are or because what you’re talking about is too goddamn boring, he can’t focus on the words coming out of your mouth. He may forget important things that he didn’t mean to forget and it comes across as him just not caring. He cares so much but he’s extremely forgetful, unfortunately.

Todoroki is perfect. The worst thing about being with him isn’t even him, it’s his father. Even after he redeemed himself, he’s very hard on you. He believes his son deserves only the best, the strongest. You have to deal with his father constantly, it’s extremely tiresome and the worst part is you have to keep it to yourself.

Dabi lies, a lot. Even when he starts being himself and becomes open and vulnerable, that takes a very long time and he has a terrible habit of lying to you. If you’re not a villain alongside him, you have no idea about his double life. Even if you are? He doesn’t tell you what he’s up to while he’s gone. He truly means well, behind the mask is a soft and caring man, in his own way. But through and through he’s a liar. Even you don’t know his true identity for the longest time.

Shigaraki… where do I even begin? He’s exhausting to deal with, he’s childish to a fault. When you argue he expects you to apologize and he doesn’t ever think he did anything wrong. He’s extremely insensitive, and it takes a huge fuckup for him to realize he did something wrong and even then is too embarrassed to apologize. When he’s mad he’s not against yelling at you and saying he’ll kill you (even though he doesn’t mean it). Through and through you’re dating a man child.

Toga is pretty perfect in a relationship, if you ignore the fact she’s crazy. She’s very obsessive and jealous, and would definitely kill anyone that she felt showed any romantic interest in you, even if you two were friends. Makes her sound like a yandere but.. yknow.. I guess she kinda is? Her obsessive nature makes her overbearing to be with at times and it can feel isolating.

Hawks is swarmed by fans constantly, and many fans can be flirtatious. He tries to make sure the public eye likes him, so he often flirts back so there’s no hard feelings. You know he doesn’t like those people at all, but it can still be frustrating to see him flirt with random people. On top of this, he probably keeps your relationship a secret. He does it to protect you, but you can’t help but feel like this relationship isn’t important to him.

Sero is practically perfect, however when he’s feeling a particular emotion he assumes things. If he were to get jealous, it’s rare, but when he is he assumes you don’t like him anymore. When he’s sad he assumes you think he’s a pathetic failure, and etc. once you talk to him about it though, he tries to understand that it’s just in his head. It’s hard not to act upon these feelings though.

Mina is just .. a bit much at times. She constantly wants to go out and will not understand you if you just wanna stay home and chill out for once. Mina likes to be out and about, so you will find she lacks the understanding of just wanting to relax. But honestly is that really that bad compared to the others.

Jirou is not the most open and vulnerable, as it’s very hard for her to be. She will open up if needed but you have to coax her into opening up. She won’t voice her affections, and tries her hardest to remain stoic despite the blush on her cheeks. It may feel like she doesn’t trust you at times, because she’s very open with momo. However, she just had a hard time because she likes you so much.

Ochako gets very insecure, which isn’t a bad thing or anything until you consider the fact that she gets insecure over very small things. She gets insecure if you don’t call her certain pet names that day or something else pretty small and she thinks the worst possible thing and tries to avoid you.

Momo doesn’t do it on purpose, but she may make you feel guilty since she constantly wants to do things for you and constantly wants to buy you things as well. She absolutely refuses to let you do things for her at all, it’s only cause she loves you though, of course. But sometimes she makes you feel like she’s infantilizing you.

Monoma is just exhausting in general, but you kinda know what you signed up for when you started dating him. Due to his inferiority complex, he gets jealous very often. He tries not to resort to his.. usual self.. especially since he tries to act different when you’re around but sometimes he can’t help but gossip and shit talk people he’s jealous of, even if they’re close to you. It just gets exhausting to constantly hear about people you’re close to.

Shinsou is pretty much the perfect boyfriend so honestly the worst thing about dating him would probably be what people say about him and his quirk. It can be upsetting hearing people think of your boyfriend as a villain or somebody will villain potential, especially when you know him to be different and much more kind than what meets the surface.

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burned-out-match · 9 months

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masterlist :3

(plus a bit of blog nav... hi! i'm match. i write random simp-enabling content. i post when i want to. no schedule. send an ask if you want to. just don't send nsfw stuff plz. i try to keep my blog minor-friendly (no explicit content) but some things are suggestive, so keep that in mind. happy scrolling, and happy simping.)

MHA!!

shiggy being in love

dabi and shigaraki’s ideal types lol

hawks, shiggy with a short s/o

hawks, shiggy, aizawa with an insecure s/o

hawk’s and aizawa’s ideal types

domestic! hawks

hawks mating for life??

aizawa and hawks as dads!

shiggy with a mentally ill s/o

if shigaraki had a different childhood...

shigaraki redemption arc?

endeavor thoughts

bakugou, shiggy, shoto being jealous

shiggy, aizawa, hawks with a flirtatious s/o

bakugou and todoroki hearing you gush over them

toga, shinsou, tamaki with an s/o who has a shrinking quirk

shinsou, bakugou, kiri with an s/o who snaps

hawks with an oblivious s/o

kiri, bakugou, izuku with a chubby s/o!!

shinsou, ms. joke, toga with a stuttering s/o

bakugou with a pregnant partner

shinsou, aizawa, monoma with an avid reader! s/o

toga, shinsou, denki with an s/o with glasses

momo and ochako with an s/o with an opposite quirk

aizawa meeting a motherly s/o

bakugou, kiri, shoto with a twin sister

hawks after an argument and breakup

present mic, aizawa, midnight with an s/o with long hair

dabi, shinsou, miruko with an s/o who loves the rain

shinsou, denki, tamaki genderbent

shinsou, bakugou, tsu with a mega quirk s/o

toga, bakugou, dabi when u fart

shigaraki, bakugou, shoto when you ask for a kith

shinsou with a lying s/o

hawks, aizawa, shinsou with a writer s/o

tsu, shinsou, uraraka holding hands

tsu on a swimming date

mina and jirou with a singer

kiri, iida, all might as boyfrens

hawks in a relationship

hawks with an owl quirk s/o

bubble tea date with denki, shinsou, mina

hawks, bakugou, dabi when their s/o opens up

monoma with a pained s/o

shinsou, monoma, kuroiro with a shadow quirk s/o

all might fluff

midnight and mic with a villain s/o

bakugou, denki, shinsou when their s/o visits from the future

more hawks relationship fluff

hawks breakup angst

shigaraki and hawks with a singer

aizawa, shinsou, jirou with a cat-quirk s/o

kinoko komori appreciation

momo, izuku, neijire with an s/o who possesses people

shigaraki and his gamer

aizawa, izuku, bakugou with a quirkless s/o

shiggy x reader fluff fic

random class 1a hcs

HxH!!

kurapika with a short s/o

can illumi love??

yandere illumi

can hisoka love??

kurapika and leorio as boyfrens

leorio, hisoka, kurapika with a tall s/o

kite, illumi, chrollo with a pregnant s/o

hisoka’s type

hisoka hcs

illumi brainrot

kite with a tall s/o

Genshin Impact!!

childe x reader sample fic?? (don't even look here it's not good i'm working on the content)

sumeru shitpost

liyue shitpost

general shitpost

favs

wriothesley thoughts

diluc rant

wriothesley x reader fluff

husbando shitpost

HSR!!

thoughts about sampo

more thoughts about sampo

hsr shitpost number 1

hsr shitpost number 2

hsr shitpost number 3

hsr shitpost number 4

jing yuan royal arranged marriage au pt.1

random hcs

gepard x librarian reader

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hopelessdelusional · 11 months

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You turned off the engine of the car, taking in the area that surrounded you and your best friend. You knew that Kaminari had been able to make a career off of just YouTube alone but this exceeded your expectations as to how he lived. Sure it wasn’t the most impressive neighborhood you’ve been invited to, but it sure as hell didn’t seem like a neighborhood you or Hitoshi could afford to live at in this moment in your lives.

You take a breath, then turn to Hitoshi who was busying himself on his phone, probably being too invested by people arguing on twitter.

“Hey.”

His brown eyes were suddenly looking into your eyes, there was an anxious look in his eyes, but he hid it well. Hitoshi rose an eyebrow at you, probably already annoyed by the fact that he knows you’re going to say something that might make him feel emotions.

“Thank you for coming with, I love you.”

A small blush fell on his cheeks before he reached out and shoved your face away from him. You started laughing at his emotional constipation, which only made him continue to mess with you. You were quickly able to get his hands away from you, just one of the pros of why you go to the gym. The two of you headed out of the car and walked up the driveway, making small comments about the interesting decorations that littered the front porch. In a way it reminded you of the shared home you had with Hitoshi, admiring the pride flag that hung proudly blowing in the wind. Hitoshi rang the doorbell, and after hearing an absurd amount of noise coming from the other side of the door (Taylor’s version from the vault) the door swung right open.

“Hey y/n!”

Kaminari had a wide grin on his face, and was wearing black sweatpants and a band t-shirt. You quickly greeted the blond back, before squinting at his shirt to get a better look. Your eyes widened as a sly smile spread across your face realizing it was a Foo Fighters shirt, knowing that was one of Hitoshi’s favorite bands. You were tempted to point it out for your best friend but you made the conclusion that even if you said something you didn’t think either of them would notice.

To say that Kaminari had heart eyes, was an understatement. You don’t think you’ve even seen someone in a rom-com look that head over heals, and of course looking at your best friend you swear you could see hearts circling around Hitoshi’s head.

“Hey Shinsou, I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“You can call me Hitoshi.”

To a stranger, Hitoshi maybe just looked a little off his game, but after knowing this man for seven years you could easily tell how flustered he truly was. Kaminari was flushed with a big goofy grin on his face while Hitoshi’s posture was unlike you’ve ever seen him stand. It was pretty funny, seeing them give each other heart eyes.

“Oh, well uhm Hitoshi-“

“Hey Guys! Welcome to the crib!”

Kirishima, as loud and energetic as ever, popped up out of what seemed like nowhere. He was wearing gym clothes, athletic shorts and a tank top, but from what you can tell that’s probably just what his entire closet is full of. Kirishima’s grin stretched across his face with his arm draping around Kaminari. Though there was a sudden interruption, Kaminari didn’t seem to want to look away, while Hitoshi started to look away and peek into the home.

“How many people are here right now?”

You watched as Kaminari’s face fell, his love trance quickly falling, suddenly nervous to make Hitoshi uncomfortable.

“Yeah oh god y/n I completely forgot to tell you.”

You were honestly surprised that Kaminari would be taking to you again. You smiled politely grabbing for Hitoshi’s arm to keep him from bursting into the house uninvited. Hitoshi has a habit of not caring what others think of him, not that you think Kaminari would care. The blond would probably let Hitoshi do whatever he wanted and he would still be looking at your best friend like he was the only thing that matters in the world.

“It’s okay, you gave me a heads up beforehand. Now, can we come in?”

Kaminari’s face flushed, shoving Kirishima out of the way making you snort. You let go of Hitoshi and let him go in first, following close behind him.

Immediately you found ruby red eyes glaring into yours. It was almost laughable how quickly you spotted him, and as soon as you found comfortable eye contact he looked away.

You rolled your eyes. You should have known better he wouldn’t actually act like he knows you, especially because just a couple weeks ago your tongue was practically in his throat.

“Hey y/n! Shinsou! Come sit with us!”

Mina was sitting on the floor, back to the couch with Sero sitting on the couch behind her. You honestly have never really talked to Sero, but he always seemed like the kind of person you could come up to and strike up a conversation with no problem.

This time around, Hitoshi stays behind you, letting you make the first move. You wanted to laugh at how awkward the two of you were being, desperately hoping that they didn’t notice.

After a little more small talk, you all were able to sit around the coffee table, keeping your distance with Bakugou, and open up your laptop and start up the editing software.

“Holy shit! I forget how beautiful Katsuki is!”

It seemed those words left Kaminari’s mouth before he thought through the consequences of what could happen. Immediately the whole room bursted into laughter. Bakugou’s face went bright red, but you were probably the only person to notice because your eyes immediately fell to his figure when Kaminari made that comment. He caught you staring, but you challenged him with keeping eye contact and a wild smile.

“Yeah he’s definitely perfect for his job.” You kept eye contact, enjoying how his blush became more apparent.

His friends made a couple more jokes, but Kaminari quickly recovered and started to talk you through editing. Hitoshi sat on the chair behind you while you and Kaminari sat on the floor. Hitoshi and Kaminari were obnoxiously flirting the entire time, and you soon noticed that Kirishima and Mina also seemed to be head over heels with each other.

Besides all the flirting, it really was a nice time. Having serious conversations about your job and being able to talk to people who actually seemed to be interested in you. You also worried that they wouldn’t get you and Hitoshi’s rude comments or dry humor, but thankfully the two of you fit right in.

You noticed Bakugou seemed to get more and more comfortable, being able to read his body language throughout the hang out. Watching his biceps flex underneath his cuffed t-shirt sleeve, even enjoying the fact he was wearing (gray) sweatpants.

Suddenly, the fact that you’ve been so bold hits you like a punch to the gut and you feel yourself get shy. You weren’t interested in a relationship right now. Especially not with your client that the only spark you created was when the two of you were drunkenly making out at a party like a couple of horny high schoolers.

“Hey y/n did you know that Katsuki can cook?”

You snapped out of your inner thoughts, turning your head to Mina and the wicked smile she was shooting you. You cocked an eyebrow at her, putting your elbow up on Hitoshi’s lap behind you. He immediately put his hands on your arm, fiddling with the bracelets on your wrist.

“Wow so he can pose in front of a camera and make a meal? Now that’s a whole package.”

Kaminari and Sero were giggling like a kid. You honestly were enjoying how well this evening was going, especially how happy your best friend seemed to be.

Mina chuckled at your comment but continued. “It’s more than a meal y/n, it’s an experience.”

Her smile was wide, and there was a sparkle in your eye as she leaned toward you. When Kirishima came into the house with you, he stole Sero’s spot behind Mina, making him able to take her shoulders and lean her away.

You smiled gently at their domestic lifestyle, then turned to Bakugou.

“You wanna show me what you got?”

Thirty minutes later, filled with constant bickering between you and the ash blond, dinner was on the table for your friends. The two of you served something simple yet delicious, panang curry. Everyone seemed very happy for actual food in front of them, and the whole group ate so much they were scraping the food off their plate. You and Bakugou shared a small victory smile, and you soon realized how well you two work together.

Throughout the process of making the food, Bakugou always had something to say at your style of cooking, but you did catch him looking at how you did certain things. Besides that fact, it was quite nice being able to cook with someone who didn’t have a chance to burn down the whole house (aka your entire friend group), and being able to watch everyone interact with each other and yourself. Sero was sat in a seat that made him closer to you, starting up casual conversation with you. You couldn’t say you didn’t blame him, given the fact that Mina and Kirishima were annoyingly flirting, along with now Hitoshi and Kaminari. However, you felt as if you were possibly doing the same with the so-called cook that was right next to you. There was plenty of space for the two of you to be far away from each other and not brushing hands by accident, but you always found Bakugou right next to you. His body heat radiating off of him and onto you. You unwillingly thought of what it would like to be with him, your delusional mind making up some sort of fantasy living with him and doing this every night. You desperately shooed that thought away, not wanting to catch feelings for him. You had been through so much this past year, you didn’t want all your hard work to be ruined by some relationship. You were the type to put your all into someone, and somehow it always ended up with you being heart broken.

“I knew that Denki had a thing for purple hair over there, but I didn’t think it was that sickening.”

Bakugou’s voice was low, head down but near you so you could hear. The two of you decided to clean up the mess you made, wiping the counter and washing the dishes. The group insisted on helping out but you and Bakugou made them sit and watch the movie they picked out. Turns out neither you or Bakugou enjoyed the movie so it worked out. (You decided not to think about that yet another common interest you two shared).

You smiled at his comment, grateful that someone else noticed how disgustingly in love they seemed.

“I always had a thought Toshi liked Kaminari, but I never pushed it because he isn’t really the type to talk about feelings like that, so I never asked.”

Your focus was on the dish in your hands, but out of the corner of your eye you noticed Bakugou’s head rise to look at you.

“Really? Little miss ‘let’s make a dream board on how I feel about this certain color’ is best friends with someone who doesn’t like to talk about his feelings?”

His words were teasing, but just like that conversation a couple days ago in the meeting room, his tone was curious, wanting to know more.

You just chuckled, putting the plate on the drying rack next to the sink. You watched as Bakugou moved to the oven, where there were towels resting on the handle. It honestly cracked you up to see the built, handsome and ever stoic man with using a dish towel that said “when in doubt, pull out” with an oven on it but clearly the boys bought it for a completely different reason. You made a mental note to ask the boys where they got it from.

“Well you know what they say Bakugou, opposites attract.”

You smiled sweetly at him, but not really thinking about him. Your mind went back to the first day you and your best friend met.

It was the summer before college, you were moving in early because you were desperate to leave the house. Turns out your roommate and soon to be close friend, Ochako, had the same idea. The two of you got along very quickly, and she soon explained to you that her friend group from high school were still very close and she asked you if you wanted to hang out with them. You were not yet the person you were today, still shy and an anxious mess. You felt as if that idea was a bad one. You feared that you would be awkward and out of place the whole time. Let’s be honest, an entire friend group that can survive high school and still want to hang out together were very close. You felt as if you’d be interrupting those good vibes and would stick out like a sore thumb. However, that was when you realized Ochako was a very persuasive person, and somehow you found yourself at a small coffee shop with six other people. At the time, Izuku and Shoto were a new couple, and Momo and Jirou weren’t even together, neither was Ochako and Tenya.

Then, there was Hitoshi. Ochako explained that he came in a little later, someone Izuku had to practically force to hang out with them. Surely but slowly the two of you gravitated together, the more Ochako invited you to hang out with them, the more you and Hitoshi were able to form a friendship. Soon enough, the two of you started to hang out on your own, having much more in common than you thought.

The two of you went through hell together, surviving petty fights, miscommunications, and having to deal with each others toxic partners at the time. It scared you shitless when you felt as if you were going to lose him. Though he wasn’t big on feelings, he always put that aside and reassured you.

Your eyes found him sitting on the couch, looking much more comfortable than he did when the two of you first arrived. You felt your heart swell, so happy that you were lucky enough to have someone like that in your life, and most importantly that he was happy and safe.

You turned back to Bakugou, now handing him another dish. There was a different look in his eyes that you couldn’t say you recognized.

“Yeah?” He whispered, making you aware of the comment you made about you and Hitoshi’s relationship.

“Yeah,” you said back, but more nonchalant. “And that’s what’s going to make Kaminari and Hitoshi such an amazing couple.”

You went back to doing the dishes, wanting to keep talking so you can distract yourself from thinking about the way Bakugou looked at you. “I can’t believe they’ve been secretly pining over each other for ten fucking years, I mean come on, that’s just pathetic.”

Bakugou snorted, allowing you to fathom that he was next to you, towel on his shoulder leaning on the counter with his arms crossed which perfectly showed just how ripped he is. You felt a little claustrophobic at this sudden closeness, but the demon on your shoulder convinced you to stay within this close proximity that the blond created.

“Yeah, having to watch all these idiots fall in love with each other. Including your idiots.”

You allowed yourself to laugh at that, but it also made you not able to be that close to Bakugou. So, you shoved a pan into his chest and made him put it away. You sighed a breath of relief, feeling your face flush. His smell still lingered around you, leaving you to remind yourself just how addicting that smell was.

“It was quite painful to see Ochako and Tenya in the same room as each other. I mean it was just so obvious!”

In the middle of your frustration, because your hands were still wet from washing dishes, water splashed everywhere, including the man standing next to you. His face wrinkled immediately, you had to cover your mouth in order to keep in the laughter that would surely shake the house. There was no better description of his face other than a cat getting flicked by water. It was just so funning to see a man who looked like that look so…cute.

“And that’s why you shouldn’t stand so close to me.”

You were able to compose yourself from laughter and embarrassment, using Bakugou’s towel to dry your hands. He huffed at you, and snatched the towel away from you to dramatically wipe his face. Because your friends were still watching the movie you wanted to stay quiet, you had to lean over to cover your face to make your laughter quieter. Without even realizing it, you leaned forward into Bakugou’s chest, your face literally being smothered by him. You wanted to panic, but you were still giggling so you stayed there for a couple more moments. Finally catching a breath, you were able to resort back to your normal posture, now being able to see Bakugou’s face. His cheeks and the tips of his ears were bright red, but he had the smallest smile at your uncontrollable giggling. Jokingly, you shoved him away, busying yourself in an attempt to not fully comprehend what has just happened.

“So how were you when we were in high school? Any annoying relationships?”

His voice wobbled a bit, but he played it cool. Obviously that stunt you pulled also affected him.

“Oh you know, I grew up in the south so there wasn’t many dating options. I actually had to lower my standards in order to ‘get some.’

You rolled your eyes as you thought back to all the people you dated, and for some reason continued to talk out loud.

“I dated like two guys in high school, both traumatized me to the bone. As for girls, I never actually officially ‘dated’ them because, you know, homophobia.”

Your hands moved as you explained the sad stories of your dating life, worried that you were being annoying. However you glanced at Bakugou and realized that he was staring at you with that look in his eyes again, having fully caught his attention with your blabbering.

“Had a couple of situationships with girls, it was so awful. It made me so frustrated that we couldn’t just date, you know? And the college happened and I officially dated a girl, and it was good until she cheated on me, with her ex.”

Bakugou winced at that last part, and you laughed it off, regretting even telling him this. Why were you telling him this?

“But it’s okay! I met another guy and it was a really good time, we had to break up just due to a loss of spark, and after that I just…haven’t dated since. Honestly I don’t know when I want to start dating again, after all the shit I’ve been through I just can’t risk dating right now.” You chuckled, reminiscing all of your past exes.

However, what you didn’t realize was that Bakugou had gone stiff, taken aback by what you had just said. Suddenly, the mood in the room shifted, and Bakugou began to distance himself from you.

“What about you, man? Any crazy exes you wanna vent about?”

You turned to look at him, but his face was far away from you now, and there was a very different look set upon his face. You furrowed your eyebrows at the change in his attitude, and watched him hang up the towel.

“Nah, I’ve always been the crazy one.”

He looked back up at you, and the two of you maintained eye contact. You felt like you just lost the connection that was starting the grow between the two of you. The past hour and a half of bonding and bickering like and old married couple was now long gone, as there was an ocean between you two.

“I think I’m gonna head home, gotta get up early tomorrow.”

Before you could even think of a reply, he left, leaving you standing in the kitchen alone, feeling emotions you haven’t felt in a long time. A shiver went down your spine.

What the fuck happened?

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐖 • 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎

SOUNDS OF FOOTSTEPS CAN be heard through the hallways as Y/n makes her way to find her classroom, aka Class 1-A. While walking, she slightly tugged her skirt in annoyance, not liking that she had to wear a uniform. Don't get her wrong; she loved how it looked and thought it was pretty, but that doesn't mean the material the uniform was made of was comfortable.

While walking, Y/n thought about all she had done in the last few weeks of being on Earth-112086. She had to learn about the history of quirks and the laws that were provided to restrict them with the help of Aizawa. She also brushed up on her Japanese with All Might since the last time she spoke the language was when Nat was still around.

Nezu gave Y/n a rundown of the school and explained to her that she could only use one of her powers so as not to raise suspicion. The power she decided on was one of the more useful ones, her Psychic Energy Manipulation. She believes that power will be able to cause the most damage to her enemies and is the best one at protecting others from danger.

Y/n also met the rest of the U.A. faculty and some notable pro heroes charted in the top 10 in the Hero Billboard Chart JP. And during all this happening, Y/n realized truly how different this world was from her own. She was already shocked at the idea of people becoming heroes to be famous since back home, most heroes didn't choose or want a life that involved crime fighting. The puzzle pieces of life just happened to fall like that.

Y/n was also shocked that they had schools specifically designed to train teens to become full-fledged heroes. They go through fake scenarios and fight one another to grasp the idea of what it's like to be put on the spot. It prepared the students for anything and honestly impressed Y/n with how organized it was.

But what shocked the young mutant the most was how everyone accepted the idea of powers. No one had to run and hide for developing a superhuman ability; they were actually praised for having such a thing instead. It felt weird for her to see, but it also made her feel safe and protected. However, she must not let her guard down.

Y/n's thoughts finally broke when she encountered a humongous door with the letters "1-A" painted red. She would be guessing that the reason to have such a large door would be for people with quirks that enhance their height. But then again, this school is uber rich, so they could have large doors for the hell of it.

Y/n took a deep breath before sliding the door open and walking inside the almost empty classroom, with the exception of a few students littered about. She got here early to hopefully not bump into anyone and snag a good seat in the back, which is exactly what she does. As she takes her seat, Y/n whips out a book, The Foster Theory, which Thor highly recommended. This is probably because his ex-girlfriend wrote it.

The young girl was able to read the first few pages until more and more students started showing up, which meant more noise. She gave up on reading after not being able to focus on the book anymore and decided to look out the window instead. Y/n admired how green the grass looked and how today would have been a perfect day for a walk with how clear the skies were.

'Now I can get used to this. What a peaceful da–'

"Take your feet off of that desk now!"

"Huh?!"

"It's the first day, and you're already disrespecting this academy by scuffing school property, you cretin!"

"You're kidding me, right? Your old school put a stick up your ass? Or were you born with it?"

'Nevermind... I was expecting too much.'

Y/n reluctantly looked away from nature's beauty and looked over at the two boys causing a scene on the first day. The first boy looked like a stereotypical rule follower with his nicely combed blue hair and spotless glasses. The second boy looked like a wannabe delinquent with his spiky platinum blonde hair, baggy pants, and lack of a tie. What a rebel...

Pulling her gaze away, Y/n noticed a plain-looking, green-haired boy standing at the door's entrance. He seemed to be on the verge of passing out as if seeing the rule follower and wannabe delinquent was like the equivalent of seeing Thanos himself. It didn't help his situation when glasses and blondie stopped bickering and aimed their attention at him.

"It's him."

Those two words caused the entire class to shift their gaze at the helpless boy, and his nervousness seemed to go from 50 to 100 quickly. "Uh, hi."

Of course, the green-haired boy's torturing didn't stop there, as glasses started stiffly marching his way over to the poor boy. "Good morning! My name is Tenya Iida fro–"

Y/n decided she didn't care for the commotion anymore and redirected her gaze back to the peaceful outside setting. She chose her area of focus to be the two young birds flying around outside, playing with one another. But, her peace was interrupted again when she heard Aizawa's voice ring through the air.

"If you're just here to make friends, then you can pack up your stuff now."

Outside the main door, Y/n saw Aizawa lying on the floor in his yellow sleeping bag. His appearance left the whole class shocked and slightly unnerved. He sometimes did this when teaching the young girl quirk history, so she probably shouldn't have been surprised that he would do this to his own students too.

"Welcome to UA's hero course." Aizawa unzipped his sleeping bag and stood up. "It took eight seconds before you all shut up. That's not gonna work. Time is precious. Rational students would understand that."

'Wow! He is amazing at first impressions... not.'

"Hello. I'm Shota Aizawa. Your teacher."

Everyone's faces became even more shocked when Aizawa uttered his last sentence. While everyone was frozen in surprise, the pro hero dug through his sleeping bag to pull out what looked to be a school p.e. uniform.

"Right, let's get to it. Put these on and head outside."

"What? A quirk assessment test?"

"But orientation! We're gonna miss it!" A girl with a brown bob and pink cheeks said, disappointed.

Unlike everyone else, Y/n didn't seem to mind the idea of missing orientation. Even though she was robbed of her to go to a regular school, she understood that orientation usually consisted of sitting with your class and listening to someone speak for an hour or two about the rules.

"If you really wanna make the big leagues, you can't waste time on pointless ceremonies. Here at UA, we're not tethered to traditions. That means I get to run my class however I see fit." said Aizawa.

"You've been taking standardized tests most of your lives. But you never got to use your quirks in physical exams before. The country's still trying to pretend we're all created equal by not letting those with the most power excel. It's not rational. One day, the Ministry of Education will learn."

The more Y/n thought about it, the more she agreed with his judgment. A mutant in her world who develops a power that enhances strength would have to make their test results go up gradually to make it look natural. But in a world full of superpowered people, shouldn't it be normalized to use that power in those tests?

"Bakugo, you managed to get the most points on the entrance exam. What was your farthest distance throw with a softball when you were in junior high?" Aizawa said, looking at the wannabe delinquent.

"Sixty-seven meters, I think."

"Right. Try doing it with your quirk. Anything goes, just stay in the circle. Go on. You're wasting our time."

While Bakugo was stretching his arms to get ready for the throw, Y/n started wondering what his quirk exactly was. She thought of him cocky and confident, so that must mean his quirk is a powerful one. Powerful enough that it makes you think you're the biggest hotshot at school.

As Bakugo started throwing his ball, an enormous explosion erupted from his hand that caused the ball to shoot through the air at a rapid speed, leaving a fire trail behind it.

"DIE!"

'Holy shit, dude. That's one loud and flashy power. No wonder he was cocky; he probably got praised for developing such a quirk.'

"All of you need to know your maximum capabilities." said Aizawa.

While speaking, the ball falls from the sky and hits the ground, and a beep could be heard from the device Aizawa used to calculate the distance of the throw. He looks down at the machine and then turns towards the class, showing Bakugo's results.

705.2 meters.

"It's the most rational way of figuring out your potential as a pro hero."

Y/n looked at the results in awe, but her feeling of awe was less from Bakugo's results and more from this world. At this moment, she finally realized that no one would look down on her for being a mutant and instead treat her as an equal. But her purpose in that world isn't to feel accepted; she's here to complete a mission... Only a mission.

"So this looks fun, huh?"

'Wait, what? Oh, I spaced out, didn't I?'

"You have three years here to become a hero. You think it's all gonna be games and play time?"

The tension rose as Aizawa smirked, glaring at his class.

"Idiots. Today you'll compete in eight physical tests to gauge your potential. Whoever comes in last has none, and will be expelled immediately. Like I said, I get to decide how this class runs. Understand? If that's a problem, you can head home right now."

'Okay, so this day just went from 0 to 100 quickly.'

"You can't send one of us home! I mean, we just got here! Even if it wasn't the first day, that isn't fair!" Yelled the girl with pink cheeks. Her protest of Aizawa's teaching methods seems to strike a nerve with him.

"Oh, and you think natural disasters are? Or power-hungry villains? Hm? Or catastrophic accidents that wipe out whole cities? No, the world is full of unfairness."

'He's right. Life was never fair back in my world. It isn't fair for the mutants who get hunted down and killed. It isn't fair for the people whose lives were affected by Thanos and the Blip. It isn't fair for Morgan, who has to grow up without her father. Nothing in life was fair.'

"It's a hero's job to combat that unfairness. If you wanna be a pro, you're gonna have to push yourself to the brink. For the next three years, UA will throw one terrible hardship after another at you. So, go beyond. Plus Ultra-style. Show me it's no mistake that you're here."

TEST #1

"Runners, on your marks."

(Y/N) knelt into a standing sprint start, wrapping her red psionic energy around her feet, eyes shifting to red. She was racing against a boy with tape rolls for elbows and black hair falling to his shoulders. The young girl was trying to understand the use of his quirk but decided against it as she had a test to focus on.

"Ready? Go!"

After the confirmation, Y/n lifted a foot off the ground and had her psionic energy push her through the air. She didn't, however, expect her classmate to shoot his tape to a nearby wall and swing through the air like Spiderman. With that swing, the black-haired boy passed her by a few milliseconds.

"4.05 seconds."

"4.15 seconds."

TEST #2

Red energy wraps around the grip strength dynamometer and squeezes down on the machine's handle. The energy vanishes the moment a beep is heard ringing through the air. The device reads 200 kilograms.

'Not too shabby. Though maybe I do need to work on my actual arm strength. I can't always rely on my powers.'

As Y/n puts her dynamometer down, the tape boy's voice is heard exclaiming in shock. Her attention shifts to three boys in her class, the main focus being a boy with multiple arms attached to one another.

"Wow! You hit 540 kilograms? You're such a beast!"

Y/n sweatdrops a little at this statement.

'540 kilograms? Talk about some brute strength.'

TEST #3

The standing long jump was probably the most straightforward test for the young mutant to complete. The objective was to jump across the sandbox and land as far away from the starting point as possible. Y/n levitated herself over and across the box, softly landing on the other side.

TEST #4

The repeated side steps seem to be only helpful for the short boy that could bounce off the purple balls on his head. For this test, Y/n purely relied on the training she received as an Avenger and didn't use her powers. So, she tried her best.

TEST #5

(Y/N) held the ball tight as she wrapped her psionic energy around it, eyes turning red. The moment she threw the ball, a trail of red followed behind it, causing it to fly through the air faster. Once it hit the ground, Aizawa turned to the class and showed her result.

750 meters.

Her score received a collective gasp from the class. Satisfied with her results, Y/n walked back to her classmates as the girl with pink cheeks took her place on the field. The brunette grabbed the ball, and she simply tossed it. After waiting a few minutes for any sign of it falling, Aizawa showed everyone her results. Now the class was even more surprised by what they saw.

"Infinity?!"

As the brunette walked back to her fellow students, Y/n couldn't help but praise the girl for her results. "Wow, that's an amazing quirk you have there! I didn't even know infinity could be possible when throwing a softball."

Pink cheeks blushed a bit at the comment and smiled. "Thank you! But I think my quirk is nothing compared to yours. Those red wispies that come out of your hand are so pretty, and they've helped you in almost every test so far! Oh, I'm Ochako Uraraka, by the way!"

"I'm Y/n L/n. It's really nice to meet you, Uraraka. " Y/n smiled.

Before the two girls could talk to one another more, their attention was taken away by the green-haired boy that walked up to the white circle with the ball in his hand. He looked petrified. He seemed to be contemplating his next move, not wanting to get a bad test result.

'I wonder what his quirk is. His results have been average to low for the previous test, and he's currently the one lagging behind.'

"If Midoriya doesn't shape up soon, he's the one going home." said Iida, arms crossed.

"Huh? Of course, he is. He's a quirkless loser." retaliated Bakugo.

Y/n was confused for a second about why having no power would make you unable to be a hero. Her world had tons of non-superhuman heroes/vigilantes. But then she remembered something that she learned while studying quirk history.

'In this world, there has never been a quirkless hero. So that must mean he has to have a quirk to be in this school.' Now that's a cultural shock for me.

Looking back over at Midoriya, Y/n notices the glint of determination in his eyes. When he threw the ball, streaks of red glowed from his arm. But that seemed to do nothing since... the ball only went 46 meters.

'Well, that was anticlimatic.'

Midoriya looked down at the hand he threw with in utter disbelief, wondering why his quirk wasn't working. He was so sure that he was trying to use it while throwing that ball. However, his question gets answered when he sees Aizawa's scarf and hair start to float, his eyes glowing red.

"I erased your quirk. The judges for this exam were not rational enough. Someone like you should never be allowed to enroll at this school."

Midoriya seemed confused. "Wait, you did what to my-"

And then the realization hit him.

"Ah! Those goggles. I know you! You can look at someone and cancel out their powers. The Erasure Hero: Eraser Head!"

'Right, Aizawa's quirk erases people's powers. He tested out his quirk on me to see if it would do the same effect on mutants. It did. I guess mutations and quirks work the same in the human body.'

Aizawa continued talking to Midoriya but lowered his voice so that only the greenette could hear. Not being able to hear them and not wanting to eavesdrop, Y/n looked over at Uraraka.

"Do you have any idea what they are talking about? I can't hear them." Uraraka asked, looking concerned for the boy.

"Whatever it is, Mr. Aizawa only wants Midoriya to know." responded Y/n.

Suddenly, Aizawa's scarf was wrapped around the poor boy's body, pulling him close and glaring at him. The probability of their teacher's words being advice was slim. After a few moments, he let the boy go. The tension was high, and everyone wondered if anything Aizawa said to Midoriya was even good or helpful.

"I wonder if our teacher gave him some advice." said Iida.

"Probably told him to start packing."

"Do you just dedicate yourself to being the biggest asshole towards Midoriya? Or were you just born that?" Y/n asked, smirking a bit at how easy it was to make Bakugo angry.

"What did you say to me, you extra?!"

"It was just a question. No need to get pissy about it."

Y/n looked back a Midoriya, worried if the poor boy would even use his quirk. He was looking at the ball in his hand, a million thoughts going through his mind. Then that look of determination returned in his eyes as he threw the softball. The speed and power that was used in that throw was amazing.

'If he had such a powerful quirk all this time, why did he decide now to use it?'

Y/n's eyes drifted down to Midoriya's now broken finger. Her question was answered by seeing how damaged it was.

'Oh... That must be it. He doesn't know how to control his power.'

The softball hit the ground with a light thud, and another beep is heard from the device in Aizawa's hand. The teacher looked down at the machine and then back up at Midoriya in shock as if he wasn't expecting anything to come from the boy's throw. Aizawa turned the device over to the class and showed the results.

705.3 meters.

"He threw it over 700 meters!"

"Nice, he's finally showing us his true power!"

"But his finger appears to be broken now. Just like in the exam. This quirk is very odd."

"It wasn't a very pretty throw."

As more and more students voiced their opinions about Midoriya's results and his self-destructive quirk, Y/n decided to look over at Bakugo, who was the only one quiet. She was expecting him to say something, considering that he obviously didn't like the green-haired boy, but the only thing she saw was his face of pure shock. But that didn't last long.

Bakugo's open palms started bursting with small explosions, and his once-shocked expression turned to one of anger. He charged toward Midoriya, hand reaching toward him with the intent of using his quirk.

"Hey! Deku, you bastard! Tell me how you did that, or you're dead!"

Bakugo's running abruptly stopped when the fabric of Aizawa's scarf went around and restrained the boy. No matter how hard he pulled, the blonde couldn't escape his current trap.

"What? Why the hell is your damn scarf so strong?"

"Because it's a capture weapon made out of carbon fiber and special metal alloy. Stand down. It'd be wise to avoid making me use my quirk so much. It gives me serious dry eye. You're wasting my time now. Whoever's next can step up."

Bakugo's restraints were free once Aizawa was done speaking, but the boy didn't move. He didn't even look at Midoriya, who slowly started walking away from him and going over to the rest of the students. The blonde just kept glaring at the ground.

"Ouch, is your finger okay?" asked Uraraka, concerned for Midoriya's finger.

"Sure. Fine!"

Y/n wasn't paying attention to the two students' conversation, too busy keeping her attention and gaze on Bakugo. He seemed furious, but not like before. His anger was now concerning and seemed to be coming from a place of insecurity. Unconsciously, her eyes flickered red as she started listening in on the blonde's thoughts.

'Until the exam, he was nothing. A little bug I could crush if I wanted to. Just an annoying bug that I can smash into the ground.'

"All right, time to give you your results. I've ranked you all from best to worst. You should probably have a good idea of your standing already. I'll just pull up the whole list. It's not worth going over each individual's score." explained Aizawa.

Midoriya feared seeing his ranking, not wanting to be the one in last place, and getting expelled. When Y/n looked over at him, she felt bad, knowing that he would probably end up last. However, she also knew Aizawa wasn't going to expel him. The mutant saw the look in the teacher's eyes. She didn't even need to read his mind to know that he was going to break his own rule.

Once the beep was heard, everyone immediately looked for their names as the hologram turned on with the rankings displayed. Midoriya, whose eyes were closed, started slowly opening them. And when he found his name, his heart dropped to his stomach.

He was in the last place...

Then the hologram vanished.

"And I was lying, no one's going home. That was just a rational deception to make sure you gave it your all in the tests."

Midoriya, Uraraka, and Iida all yelled in shock, causing Y/n to stifle her laugh. She knew Aizawa wouldn't turn away a student with so much hidden potential. It honestly would be foolish if he did so. Once everyone settled down from their state of both relief and panic, Aizawa started speaking again.

"That's it. We're done for the day. Pick up a syllabus in the classroom. Read it over before tomorrow morning."

Y/n felt drained, not having been mentally or physically prepared to do so much on the first day. But, even though she was tired and just wanted to sleep, she was excited about what was coming from this school. Except, she wasn't supposed to be. She was supposed to be looking for multiversal anomalies, but she found none in the past few weeks of being in this world.

These anomalies have been hiding in spots that Y/n can't seem to find, and it was frustrating her. She felt selfish for having a good time at U.A. when people from her world were out there possibly plotting against this world. If only she could get some type of lead in this mission.

"L/n! Wait up!"

Y/n turned towards the voice and was greeted by the happy aura that Uraraka naturally seemed to have around her. The mutant smiled a bit and slightly waved her hand at the brunette.

"You know, Uraraka, you can just call me by Y/n. There is no need for formalities."

"Oh, okay! Well then, you can call me Ochako!"

Y/n chuckled a bit at her enthusiasm as the two girls continued walking together. They had some nice small talk about what happened at school until Ochako noticed Iida and Midoriya a few feet in front of them, also talking to one another. The brunette called out to the two boys with her bright smile and happy aura.

"Hey! Wait up, you two! Are you going to the station? We'll join you guys!"

She started running up to the duo, and Y/n followed suit.

"I'm Ochaco Uraraka. Let's see, you are Tenya Iida. And your name is... Deku, right? Midoriya?"

"Deku?!"

"Uh, yeah, isn't that what Bakugo called you? Right?"

"Uh, well, my name's actually Izuku. Deku's what Kacchan calls me to make fun of me." Midoriya says, a little panicked and embarrassed.

'I knew that guy was an asshole.'

"Oh, I didn't realize that! I'm sorry. But you know what? I like Deku. It could make a great hero name! Plus, I think it sounds kinda cute."

"Deku it is!"

Iida and Y/n deadpanned at Midoriya's quick acceptance of the insulting nickname, and when they pointed it out, the boy started blushing even more. Luckily for the freckled boy, the attention drifted away from him when Iida realized he was never introduced to Y/n.

"I'm sorry, I've never properly introduced myself to you. How rude of me! I'm Tenya Iida."

"Oh, it's alright! I'm Y/n L/n, but you can just call me Y/n."

Iida was shocked at the idea of calling a girl he had just met by her first name. After all, the norm in Japan is to call people by their last name since it is the respectful thing to do. Of course, that doesn't apply if you are close to one another.

"But isn't that a bit too forward? We don't want to be disrespectful." asked Midoriya.

"Oh, well, I'm actually a transfer from America, so it's normal to call friends by their first name. But if you both are uncomfortable with doing so, that's understandable."

"A transfer? I would have never guessed. Your Japanese is really good, and you barely have an accent!" gushed Ochako.

"Well, if calling you by your first name is what you are comfortable with, then it is our responsibility as your classmates to respect that!"

Y/n chuckled a bit at Iida's response but thanked him for being considerate. After introductions, the four students continued their way to the train station, getting to know each other better. The young mutant was having a great time being around kids her age since she usually was with much older people. She liked it here.

'Yeah, I can get used to this.'

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~~~12:00Am~~~

A good buzz had settled nicely over everyone, the spiked punch warming many bodies and loosening a lot of inhibitions. Some of the students had called it a night, the ones that remained had stayed on the dance floor swaying to the mellow music, others were still drinking and doing stupid stuff, the rest had found themselves just sitting around and talking to each other. YN sat criss-crossed near Fumikage, smiling at his dark eyes while resting her cheek on her palm. She noticed him acting a little shy and flushed around her, attributing his actions to being buzzed.

“Everyone is either wasted or definitely getting there.” YN laughed and pointed out their classmates. Fumikage let out a deep chuckle, leaning back against the wall.

“I suppose you’re right. I’m feeling quite… buzzed? Drunk? I had more than enough of the punch. The darkness is even more comforting.” He replied with his usual deep tone and dramatic sentences.

“Is Dark Shadow okay? Is the alcohol affecting her or anything?” YN leaned forward slightly, not noticing how close her face got to his.

“She’s … She’s fine. Thank you for asking.” Fumikage stuttered slightly.

“Man, I’m hungry.” They both heard Mina say. She was sitting on the couch with Hanta, who gasped in joy.

“What do you want? You want something to eat?” He started to get excited. Mina laughed and tried to say no. “Are you hungry right now?”

“No. I just meant in general.” Mina laughed.

“Oh okay. I was bout to go right now.” Hanta smiled.

“I could go for some American food.” Izuku mentioned. Several incoherent voices agreed.

“YN. You’re half American, right? What food goes great at this hour?” Mina asked.

“I guess some burgers would go great. Is there a McDonalds nearby? They got some good milkshakes now.” YN suggested, now realizing how hungry she was for some fast food.

“Let’s sneak out and do this!” Denki shouted, earning a myriad of shushes.

“Dumbass! How are we gonna sneak out if you're shouting?!” Katsuki whisper shouted.

~~~12:30AM~~~

They decided to go in two groups. The ones that chose to go that is. Uraraka chose to stay back and clean as one of her gifts to Mina. YN got into the car Momo was driving, her and Izuku were the only sober ones so they got designated driver duty. She situated herself between Hitoshi and Kyoka, who had Mina on her lap. Denki sat farthest from her, Shouto was in shotgun, Monoma was in one of the trunks, and Fumikage was… on the roof? Maybe he was brooding.

“Where to now?” Moma asked.

“Your mother’s butt?” Mina snarked. Everyone let out a breathy laugh, while poor Momo rolled her eyes and started driving. Denki rolled down his window and shook around with tiny shocks going up his body.

“All these whores getting McDonald’s after their….” He shorted out a bit. “Drunk night!” He pointed at the car Izuku was driving, pausing a bit before realizing he was in the same citation. “Wait! We’re going to McDonalds?!”

They all started laughing really loudly, waking up Hitoshi who was asleep against the window. YN patted his back, pulling out her phone to see Hanta trying to snap her. When answering she saw her his snap.

“I’m passing the phone to the person that… yells at us wherever we go.” The screen blurred a bit before she saw Katsuki with both Ejirou and Tetsutetsu on his sides, he didn’t look happy.

“I’m throwing the phone out the window.” He deadpanned before the video blurred and shook from someone trying to grab it. YN laughed and rested her head back on the seat, smiling at Mina who started recording on her phone. Shouto turned up the radio, YN didn’t recognize the song but it definitely got Hitoshi emotional.

“Cause I’m under your spell! AAAAAHHHHH” Hitoshi sang and cried. He was caught in his emotions and was immersed in the song.

“Sing your heart out baby.” Mina encouraged.

“Sing Shouto!” Denki tried to make the quiet boy sing.

“I can’t. I don’t know how to read.” Shouto mentioned. His grip on his juice box tightened as everyone in the car stared at him confused.

“Sho.. What?” YN asked.

“I’m not convinced I know how to read. I’ve just memorized a lot of words.” He stated.

“Sho, baby, that’s basically what reading is.” YN said.

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The laughter was interrupted by Denki screaming in excitement. They were finally at Mcdonalds. YN leant forward to the front seats to get a closer look at the ordering screen, it was definitely smashed.

“Sho… Sho ask them what happened to their ordering screen….” YN whispered, patting the boy on his face.

“Hey what to your win…. What happened to your ordering screen?” Shouto stumbled his words out.

“Somebody got McMad.” A voice replied.

“Somebody got McMad?!” YN was just astounded.

She fell back to her seat, and just couldn’t stop herself from giggling. Her head was swimming in good jokes and fun.

~~~1:00Am~~~

YN was balancing herself on the lines on the road. Occasionally stumbling, but maintaining her balance fairly well. In one hand she held a cheeseburger, and in the other she held her shoes. Her head was not focused, due to the spiked gatorade Mina gave her. YN recalled in her mind that it tasted like candy so she kept downing without pacing.

“Fumi! Fumi, look at me!” she shouted. “I’m so good at this! I could be a tightrope walker!”

Her concentration was broken when she heard loud sobbing. Poor TetsuTetsu was sobbing his eyes out to Katsuki and Ejirou. YN tried to make her way over to comfort him, but her legs were so shaky from balancing that she just stumbled to the ground.

“If there is a God, he’d not f*kcin real! Or he’s not a good God!” TetsuTetsu sobbed. “He created bears and was like “NO HUGGING! You can’t hug bears!” What the f*ck!”

The threw himself onto the ground, back rubbing against the pavement, and continued to cry. YN finally got herself up and walked back towards the restaurant. Finding herself next to Izuku and Hanta. Having no context for their conversation, she heard only the end.

“You are Japanese.” Izuku reasoned.

“Nu uh!” Hanta argued.

“What are you then?” YN asked.

“I’m literally….Mexican.” Hanta stated. Izuku just burst into laughter. “YN knows I’m Mexican. She sees everything. Like a camera!”

“I’m a butterfly~” YN sang and began twirling around. Eventually she bumped into the arms of Fumikage.

“Let’s try not to make ourselves vomit. Hmm?” He reasoned, though he was certainly swaying from the alcohol.

~~~2:00 AM~~~

Fumikage had invited YN to sit with him in the M sign, but she was still cognizant enough to choose the roof of the McDonalds rather than the untable looking sign. She still sat on the edge, or near the edge to talk to her broody friend. With her on the roof were Hitoshi and Denki. The latter having short circuited himself out 20 minutes ago, so he wasn’t really listening to Hitoshi’s rant. Hitoshi didn’t seem to notice that, or YN who sat on the roof.

“Then..then YN just walked away! She teased me! Saying “oh I’m not gonna be one of your hoes or some shiii..” What does that even Mean?!” Hitoshi grumbled and shouted. “I have no hoes Kaminari! These bitches don’t f8ck with me! So why the f8ck do I have this reputation huh?! I don’t have any hoes, these bitches don’t f8ck with me Kaminari!”

Fumikage stared unimpressed at Hitoshi’s ranting. YN didn’t even register most of what he was saying, instead choosing to lay her head on her folded arms and look at her friends on the ground. Mina seemed to be crying about some ghost grabbing her ass.

~~~3:00 AM~~~

A whole hour had passed, YN was still on the roof with her friends staring down at the others on the ground. Hanta, Izuku, and Kyoka were sitting around the car, and Hanta seemed to be having some sort of panic attack. Her attention was then focused on the one person none of them wanted to catch them.

“Shouta Aizawa!!!” Hanta shouted in a drunken panic.

“You’re all grounded.” He was not happy.

Hopefully they’d all enjoyed their night out. Cause tomorrow the hangover and the punishment from their teacher would make them regret it.

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