#stop playing with my boy iida

[miruac]

dating tenya iida headcanons - part two

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warnings: not proofread, extremely self indulgent, reader has a little bit of anxiety and theyre a lil insecure

a/n: listened to chappell roan while writing this. casual came on again and i imagined iida to it and i got sad so here u guys go

last time we were here it was a couple weeks when you two came back from your date

he got you that gift basket of things you eyed while window shopping, and your heart soard

this man loves to see you happy

as of now, it had been two months since your date, and you guys haven't gone out yet due to midterm exams coming up

but you've been setting for group study sessions with your classmates, in the dorm lounge

everyone's going insane and they're all pretty serious about studying

especially iida, he doesn't glance up at you much or now since his nose is always deep into his notes

he didn't realize but you felt a little distant, and a little scared that his feelings for you went away

you got up from your spot beside him and went back up to your room, to try and get some space

he didn't realize you were gone until his hand swung down and tried to hold yours

after asking around he found out you went up to your room to 'rest up'

he knocked on the door anad called for you, and you opened the door just a tiny crack

he was worried, and asked if he did something wrong

after you told him, he nodded and looked so upset with himself

"thank you for telling me, i'm sorry i made you feel like that. but rest assured, i still harbour deep affection for you. we may be busy now, but i will try my best to keep up with you."

IM SOBBING I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

the next day when you're heading down to your study sesh, he's waiting for you with a smile and blush on his face

his hand hovers over yours. and he's slightly shaking

you grip onto his, and you two are being all gross and cute while engaging in minimal pda(he approves this one time)

guys i dunno why i'm thinking of so many sad headcanons help

when youre sad or upset, he'll hold your hand or hold you in his arms

if youre crying or don't want to talk about it, he'll wait until you're ready

he won't push you, he just wants to mkae sure you know that he's there for you to fall back on

he does the thing where he's looking into your eyes as he caresses your cheek while wiping away your tears with his thumb(IM PHYSICALLY SICK. IM GOING TO BARF I NEED TO BE IN HIS ARMS)

he's so patient with you :(((

ok im done i dont wanna cry anymore

he always tries to cheer you up by telling you a funny story, or by reassurement. it depends on what you need

OK IM DONE IM DONE BACK TO HAPPINESS

now that exams are done, summer break is here!!!

majority of class 1-a went home for break, including you and iida

you two frequently messaged the other, until you came back to the dorms with a couple weeks left of the break

you didnt know but while he was home he bought a couple of souvenirs for you, HE GOT YOU A LITTLE BLUE BEAR WITH GLASSES THAT LOOKED LIKE HIM

as a celebratory 'summer's almost over' event, the class had a little dinner party

varied from bakugous murderous attempt of trying to get everyone to eat sichuan chili hotpot to satos sweet desserts

after the dinner, the class went outside to take a little breather(and to light some sparklers and play around with some fireworks WHICH THEY WERE SUPERVISED BY AIZAWA AND ALL MIGHT)

when everyone went in, you stayed outside for a little longer to look up at the pretty moon and stars

iida saw you from the window, and went outside to try

he was worried you'd get cold

like he had never seen your eyes sparkle like that, the way how all your features reflected upon the moonlight

this boy's heart did FLIPS LIKE CONTINUOUS 360S EVERYWHEREE

his face was so red stop hes so cute

he could not stop staring until you asked him what was up

"can i... kiss you.....?"

"what's with the informal speech all of a sudden?"

"apologies, may i kiss you?"

"yes, yes you may."

IM GONNA CRYYY HES SO CUTE

obvi he hasnt had his first kiss so when you guys did kiss he froze up and his hands literally hovered over you because he didn't know where to put them and if you were okay with it

after like ten seconds you both pulled away and LORD his face was REDDD

he had an awkward smile on his face AGHGHGHGHGHGHG I LOVE AWKWARD NERDSS

after composing himself he ushered you back inside in fear that you'll catch a cold

but when he got back to his dorm that night, he looked at himself in the mirror and smiled so triumphantly

he still felt your lips on his, and maybe he realized he wanted to feel them more often

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2nd a/n: hi guys!!!! part one got a lot of love which made me really happy, its so hard being an iida lover but you guys make it worth it <33 i also got a couple of dishes stuck together when i was washing them earlier and my parents got mad at me so this i decided to work on this to let out my anger AND HEY IT WORKED ok idk what im saying | fun fact i was listening to casual by chappell roan when i was writing the sad n sorta angsty part of this headcanon, because iida would NEVER partake in casual activity(i did a rant about this earlier im done ok goodbye) anyways THAT CONCLUDES MY RANT send me a plunger emoji if you guys got this far(in honor of the fallen dishes)

[ickyblickyy]

★彡 EXPLOSIVE HEARTS 彡★

pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader

sypnosis: upon losing feelings for your boyfriend monoma, you start developing a new attraction towards the football team's quarterback. the only problem is, you two have never met. but that's where your bestest friends come in.

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THREE. undying love

NOVEMBER 27TH

1:47 PM

you hear the ring of the bell as soon as you and your friends enter the cozy cafe that recently opened up. it was cute; baby blue colored walls decorated with fairy lights and soft music playing in the background. the space gave you peace of mind, taking away all the stress that was bubbling up deep inside you.

you all made your way to a booth that was big enough to accommodate all six of you. after getting yourselves situated, you found yourself sitting in between shinsou and todoroki with midoriya sitting in front of you, uraraka and iida on either side of him.

you noticed a menu on the table and picked it up. you looked through the menu and decided on what you wanted, spicy ramen and strawberry boba. everyone took their turn looking through the menu and after several minutes, everyone knew what they wanted to order. midoriya and uraraka offered to go make the orders in line while the rest of you stayed back, to which you all agreed.

“so,” shinsou started, breaking the silence and turning to look at you. you look at him with a raise of your eyebrows, indicating that you were listening.

“when are you going to confess your undying love to bakugou?” shinsou asked, smirking at the way your nose scrunched up and the very obvious blush creeping onto your face.

“hitoshi, be serious. we don’t even know each other,” you replied, rolling your eyes as your best friend attempted to wriggle his eyebrows, making him look dumb.

“if you wanted to, you could get to know him, l/n,” iida said, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

“yeah, one of these days you two are bound to talk since we’re friends with his friends,” shinsou added.

“yeah, but—” you started before todoroki cut you off.

“speak of the devil,” the boy said and you all looked over to where his gaze was pointed at. a pink-haired girl with four guys following behind her was approaching your table, all of whom you were familiar with due to having at least one class with them.

however, one guy in particular caught your eye; his spiky ash-blond hair and his piercing red gaze were pleasing to the eye. you thought his eyes were the prettiest thing ever (that’s a lie—even though you liked bakugou’s eyes, no one could compete with the beauty of todoroki’s eyes).

shinsou smirked when he saw exactly who your eyes landed on first and started obnoxiously nudging your side with his elbow. you looked at him with creased eyebrows before lightly slapping his arm, muttering something along the lines of how he needed to behave for once.

“hey, guys!” mina exclaimed, stopping by your table.

“hey, mina!” you smiled at her, always pleased to see your happy-go-lucky friend. you liked that about mina, she always brought positivity into your life.

“these are my friends. i’m sure you know them,” mina said, pointing to the boys behind her. the boys you recognized as kirishima, kaminari, and sero all greeted you while bakugou stayed silent.

“hey, boys,” you said back, not noticing the way bakugou’s eyes landed on you.

“d’ya mind if we sit with you guys?” kirishima asked, scratching the back of his neck. “the place is real packed and there’s no tables left.”

“of course, kirishima! the more the merrier!” iida exclaimed, scooting over to make space for the group.

“this’ll be a great opportunity to catch up, won’t it?” shinsou asked with a smirk on his face, subtly winking at you.

and this is how you found yourself sitting between shinsou and todoroki once again. however, now there was kaminari on shinsou’s left and sero next to kaminari. across from sero was uraraka with midoriya on her right and bakugou on his right. next to bakugou was kirishima, mina, and iida. it was a pretty packed table, but you didn’t mind at all.

what you did mind was that somehow, bakugou ended up across from you. shinsou was having the time of his life watching your reactions every time you and bakugou made eye contact by accident.

when your food came, you were delighted, having been ready to eat since you left the dorms. as you were sipping on your boba, you heard bakugou kiss his teeth which made you look up at him.

“what’s wrong?” kirishima asked, a concerned expression on his face.

“they got my fuckin’ order wrong. i asked for spicy ramen and they gave me katsudon,” bakugou replied with an obviously annoyed tone. “how the fuck do you even mix that up?”

you don’t know what came over you, nor do you care to even understand, but a surge of confidence suddenly bursts through you. you pushed your untouched bowl of spicy ramen towards bakugou before speaking.

“you can have mine.”

everyone paused to look at you, only your friends staring at you in utter shock. you would never willingly give someone your food, even if it was just a trade. shinsou and todorki shared a knowing look before shinsou started smirking, causing todoroki to roll his eyes.

“nah, it’s fine, l/n. we don’t want to trouble you, especially after invading your hangout,” kirishima said, furrowing his eyebrows. “we can just fix his order.”

“no, really, it’s fine. the line is long anyway,” you said, pointing to the line behind your table for emphasis. “we can just switch and finally enjoy our food in peace.”

kirishima looked at bakugou who just sat in silence, staring at y/n. kirishima didn’t miss the blush spreading across bakugou’s cheeks either. he just nodded at you with a smile on his face and started digging in.

you finally looked at bakugou again and he quickly looked away, trying to hide the blush he knew was on his face. he pushed his bowl towards you and said, “thanks or whatever.”

you smiled softly at him before you took the bowl and immediately started eating. soon after, everyone was immersed in their own conversations while enjoying their food. bakugou couldn’t keep his eyes off of you which didn’t go unnoticed by everyone besides you.

as you were talking to shinsou and scrolling through instagram, you suddenly got a text from one of your cheer sisters that read, ‘bro wtf’, followed by a picture. you stopped talking and furrowed your eyebrows which caught shinsou’s attention. he looked down at your phone to see what made you stop, but as soon as you clicked the message, the smirk that was always etched onto his face dropped to a frown.

the picture that she sent made your heart drop to your stomach. it was a picture of monoma making out with a girl that was sitting on his lap. midoriya had noticed your mood switch even though he was a little far from you. he had caught shinsou’s eye and had silently asked what was wrong. shinsou mouthed, ‘monoma’, and midoriya frowned.

with a tilt of his head towards the door, midoriya silently asked shinsou to console you elsewhere, knowing full well how you felt about showing your vulnerability around people. shinsou nodded before tugging on your sleeve.

“guys, ‘m gonna take y/n back to her dorm. she’s not feeling well,” shinsou said. he turned to look at kaminari and sero and they silently got up to let you and shinsou go.

“aww, feel better, babe,” mina pouted as she watched you pick your boba up. “i’ll see you back at the dorms later.”

you mumbled a ‘thanks’ before you got up to leave with shinsou. however, bakugou suddenly stopped you with a call of your name. everyone, besides you, raised their eyebrows in confusion at bakugou. he never called anyone by their name upon first meeting them, usually making up some nickname for them based off of their appearance.

bakugou held his hand out towards you with money in it. you tilted your head to the side before asking, “what’s this for?”

“for the food,” bakugou huffed.

you chuckled before putting your hands up in a defensive manner. “it’s fine! our food was the same amount of money anyways. you don’t owe m—”

bakugou cut you off with a glare, “just take it before i change my mind.”

you nodded sheepishly and took the money before thanking him. after that encounter, you and shinsou bid your friends goodbye before walking out of the cafe.

todoroki noticed something that no one else did. he saw the way bakugou’s growing annoyance faded away into a little frown as he watched you and shinsou leave. it wasn’t his usual frown that he kept on his face everywhere he went, no, it was much deeper than that.

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[serxinns]

The Aftermath....

Part 2 of class 1a imagine if you wanna see part 1 go here

DISCLAIMER: this concept and idea are NOT MINE this belongs to @lets-get-kraken-boys if you wanna see the original go here

this is the alternate aftermath of what my imagined fic and what happened after that please enjoy

Mirio, Neijire, and Tamaki all surrounded you comforting you and trying to calm you down Tamaki handed you a flower-themed handkerchief you slowly grabbed it and cleaned your face after minutes of rubbing your back, silence and more of your empty sobs Mirio broke the silence "now sunshine are you ready to talk ?" You looked up and quietly nodded

you explained how your classmates have been tormenting how Todoroki always dragging you into your dorm and cuddling you and u swore you felt him smelling your hair how Mina and Hakagure would lock you in their rooms and play and touch you everywhere even if you told them to stop and started crying once

How izuku would follow you around like some lost puppy and make you eat lunch with him even tho you would rather eat alone.

How kiri sero and denki would rip up your poor clothed to the point where you have to smack their hands and tells them to stop

iida and momo trying to break in your room whenever you didn't wanna eat dinner with your classmates or didn't want to do a study date

how Bakugo would relentlessly verbally assault you calling you all sorts of names shaming your fashion and clothing and how he would degrade you for basically everything you do! How you eat how you study how your grades are for just no reason!

The three of them were livid Mirio and Tamaki now loosing trust for Midoriya and Kirishima tamaki felt more betrayed since he actually liked Kirishima so did Mirio but now that's out of the drain and that bakugo kid just telling all these horrible lies to you you were the most talented, nicest, and greatest person of all how could egoistic lowlife just hurt their darlings feelings..

And Neijire was more jealous about how her girls were playing with her but that'll be for another time but those perverted male classmates of yours ripping your delicate clothes and putting their filthy hands on your soft clean hair and that stupid white and hair kid dragging you off and locking you away to do who knows what! She was gonna make sure those pests were gonna feel her wrath

The 3 of them realized you were still there and slowly calmed themselves down "And may I ask why are your clothes covered in..blood sorry if that was too personal" Neijire hesitated worried that it'd make you cry again you sniffled "You won't get mad at me when I tell would you?" Mirio gently grabbed both of your shoulders and looked at you with a gentle smile "Of course not! We would never get mad at you sunshine!"

You hesitated for a moment you took a deep breath and told them everything about how he kept harassing you and wanted your arm hard and started to degrade you for every single thing, and how you beat Katsuki until unconsciousness, the more you told them the more you cried "i-i didn't mean to I just wanted to go to my room and be left alone! But he yanked my arm back and kept shaming me for being a "crybaby" and the more insults he spew the angrier I got and then I snapped! I swear I didn't mean to dont hate me..!"

The more you talked about it the worse your crying got to the point you started babbling out "I didn't mean to" or "Please don't hate me" The 3 of them hugged you tightly you were going through so much! It pains them to see you like this the 3 of them looked at each other and nodded they were gonna make your classmates pay a punishment they'll never forget!, after you were done crying you heard the announcement and it was principal nezu

"Y/n l/n wherever you are please come to my office immediately y/n l/n please come directly to my office"

"They must've found out.." you slowly chuckled "I'm probably gonna get house arrest for a few days.." not like you were scared or gonna hate it heck you'll finally have some alone time without your classmates always invading you stood up thanking the big 3 while they stared at you sympathetically and also thinking of a plan

You went to the office and just as you predicted you got house arrest for 3-5 days but Katsuki a week detention and cleaning dorms duty due to the evidence of him harassing you and some of your classmates managed to confess what happened and the security cameras the two of you were both told to keep Far away from each other which you didn't mind actually but katsuki sneered and looked down grumbling to himself which patches and ice bags while your classmates were bummed out the they couldn't see you for a while

For the next 2 days Most of your classmates were trying to get in your room and hang out with you or tried to comfort you which ofc you didn't and locked the door Mina and Hakagure wanted to come in a play a little "game" but you ignored them turn up some music on your headphones untill they thought you were sleeping,

momo and Iida wanted to do study lessons with you or tried to convince you to come out your room to eat dinner but you lied saying you need to stay in and was worried you wouod get in trouble and get more days after them pestering you alot they finally left you alone

Kirishima, Sero, and Denki kept pressuring you to try and play a game with them or convince you to open the door to play one of your favorite games on a console but you refused to say you like playing on your device more and you didn't play that game anymore (that was a lie) but they kept pestering you even gaslight you saying how your room is all crampy and boring to be in and how fun it would be if they joined you in the room but you declined you didn't want those weridos anywhere around you so defeated they went off

But on the 3rd day, everything was quiet there was no knocking no classmates trying to barge in, nothing just complete silence which you were glad and brushed it off prob thought Aizawa caught them telling them not to bother you but you were so wrong

It was the day after your house arrest it was fun while it lasted you hoped that Bakugo didn't get pissed about the incident nor want to hunt you down knowing him and you dread your classmates are gonna be more clingy and obsessive than ever your mentality prepared yourself took a deep breath strangely nobody was knocking on your door to offer to walk with them

To your surprise, everyone was a bit quiet heck more silent than ever most still said hi or waved but the classmates who kept harassing you kept their heads down like Izuku and Shoto glaring down their desks in shame and envy muttering something bandages on their bodies

Kirishima, Sero, and Denki stood in utter silent looking exhausted and tried you noticed there were bandages on their hands and feet even in clean clothing you could tell they been through hell and back and were those nail marks on their wrist?

Mina and Hakagure looked as if they were about to snap at anyone whispering stuff saying "How dare they" or "We didn't do anything wrong" under their breath, Hakagure was looking at you in shame and guilt and gave you a small note saying sorry then quickly going back to their desk

Bakugo was the worst of all he looked like he had gone through hell and back of course the bandages on his face were you doing but he was clutching his stomach a bit he avoided contact with you even when training he prob said like something under his breath or something that you can barely hear but when you turned back he quickly walks away

Momo and Iida looked pissed as well momo biting her nails In anger and frustration when you asked what was going on with her she looked at you with a warm but unusual smile saying it was nothing, Iida on the other hand looked uptight busy distracting himself by reading a whole study book on his own his aura was tense and he looked like it was very annoyed with something

Lastly, it was Tokoyami the poor dark shadow was fearing for his life shivering and whimpering a bit while Tokoyami was busy comforting him saying "It's ok it's it's over now" When Tokoyami saw me he weakly waved with a small worried smile dark shadow looked at you mouthing an "I'm sorry" which you awkwardly smiled and puts thumbs up saying it's all good

One day at lunch you'd decided to sit by your best friends Jirou and Tsuyu they were both chatting with Shoji and Koda you slowly walked up to them at their table they all looked at you in shock "Oh hey y/n you out of house arrest *kero*" she said bluntly but you knew she was worried "Yea..finally took it off of me but guys I really wanna say I'm sorry-"

"no need.." shoji interrupted you "It wasn't your fault he had it coming for a while now and it seems like you were in a bad mood" Shoji reassured you "yea plus he and the others got what they deserved as well good" Jiro said in a silly venomous tone "got what they deserved? What do you mean? Were they doing normal training?" They all looked at each other worriedly and then looked at you back "You didn't know? *kero*" You nodded your head "I couldn't after class I had to go straight into my room

Tsuyu and the others looked around to see if everyone wasn't listening when the coast seemed to be Cleary she leaned closely to you "ok I'm gonna whisper it you what happened and you can't tell anyone this ok" you nodded Eagar to find out what happened and this is what she told you

Apparently, on your 3rd day of house arrest, the big 3 came into the classroom for an "educational visit" Everyone was confused at 1st about why but that's when it got serious Mirio explained how Mina, hakagure, bakugo, momo, Iida, izuku, shoto, bakugo, and tokoyami were gonna have "special training" but mirio said it with an angry and serious tone, chill went up to there spine, that's when everyone else knew that it was gonna be serious and the students who were called looked nervous and surprised and some even cautious but this was just the beginning.

While everyone else was training the boys were getting harsh lectures from Mirio, especially at Izuku, Shoto, and Bakugo about Boundaries and other stuff, and were getting harsh training by having to fight Mirio without their quirks they were repeatedly getting punched in the stomach over and over again until one of them threw up

Kirishima Sero and Denki were lifting heavy objects until their bodies couldn't take them and if they fell neijire would grab their clothes harshly on purpose and snatch them up until their clothes were turning into ripped clothing

Mina and Hakagure were also getting the same punishment by Mirio but Neijire told Him to go easy a bit but was still upset how they didn't let her join playing with cute little you so payback I guess, also Tamaki ripped them a new one about keeping their hands to themselves while using a glare they never see him do before

You were shocked by all this progressing all half of you were saying this was karma this was deserved but the other hand told you they took it a bit too far but what comes around goes around I guess you were gonna have to talk to them about what the hell happened "serves them right in my opinion" Jiro shrugged carelessly while the other agreed "they should've went a bit easier on the, but what goes around comes around I guess *kero*" everyone else nodded while eating their food while you were wondering what the fuck just happened

"Y/n! You're here!" Your thoughts were interrupted by a familiar A familiar bubbly voice called you in it was Neijire alongside Mirio and Tamaki "Ah Senpais!!" Everyone at your table was shocked and bowed a bit while you waved happily at them "I see you're out of that house arrest good you back we've been worried about you sunshine!" Mirio said with his usual smile while Tamaki shyly waved back to you "we hope your doing ok.." Tamaki quietly said and you smiled "thanks guys! I'm doing so much better honestly that house arrest was surely a need! Probably shouleve begged for more" you jokingly said

"now now let's not get into more trouble! You don't wanna get detention or worse!" Neijire said with a laugh while you playfully rolled their eyes "anyways sunshine we were just wondering you wanted to join us for a sleepover this weekend!" Neijire said 3 eagerly wanting to know the answer "Actually y/n is bus this wee-" "I mean yea i guess i own yall one"

You interrupted them while the others at your table and the rest of your classmates glared jealously and deadly at them, bakugo was about to walk over there a cuss them out but Mirio looked his way and gave a warning glare which stopped him in his tracks and went back as he growled to himself talking among the other bakusqud "alright see ya! We're gonna have so much fun!" They walked back to their table while you notice how everyone in your class was glaring at them

"Those 3rd years think they could steal our darling just because they came to them.." the others agreed trying to plot some plan "I gonna blast them off to HELL when I get my hands on them!" Bakugo sneered while still glaring at them "cmon Bakubro you know what will happen if you do" Kirishima said trying to calm down his friend "Kiris right we can't take action just yet, especially this state"

Midoriya looked down he felt guilty about how he treated you but he wasn't gonna stand there and let them steal them away from you! "It was your guy's fault anyway for going too far just remember that," said Jirou as the others glared at her "This wouldn't have happened if all would just not taken it too far"

The class may not have a plan now but when they do they're gonna make sure those 3 know who theyre messing with and Mirio tamaki and neijire will be ready for when's that's to come

You on the other hand were thankful for the 3 but are gonna talk about how far their punishment was tho but one thing it did made you a bit confident and brave and not letting the others push you around you around anymore not again

[haruka-norikoyo]

Monoma x reader who’s Mirio’s younger sibling Part 2

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Not much romance in this part, mostly focused on the brother sibling dynamic of Mirio and reader. But I do have a third part ready to go! Well, that one’s not centered around reader and Monoma’s relationship either… nor was the first part, now that I think of it..?

Other parts: Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

Part 2/?

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“Everyone listen up! Form an orderly line and promptly make your way to school grounds!” Iida announces despite being the only one not in the line as Sero calls him out for. “…the dilemma of a class rep…”

You yawn, stretching your arms over your head. You stop right before your classroom, seeing Neito leaning against the wall by the lockers. Your face lights up upon seeing him, casting a bright smile at his direction, which he returns lovingly. Not for long, though, as Kaminari nears.

“I heard! Class A!” His sweet smile disappears, replaced by the demeaning sneer your classmates know him for. He dramatically projects his voice like he’s in a play. “Two people! Two people didn’t pass the provincial licensing exam in your class!” “It’s class B’s Monoma!” Sero exclaims as if Neito is a surprise boss of an RPG dungeon.

Kaminari backs away slightly, paling at the very sight of him. “…He’s as crazy as usual.”

You sigh with an exasperated smile. Ah… all my friends think my boyfriend’s insane… You wonder what their reactions will be, once the cat’s out of the bag. Mina in particular, who has a vague inkling that you’re dating someone— you swear, she can smell romance anywhere— would flip the moment she finds out.

Kirishima steps in, smiling in friendly challenge. “I bet you’re the only one in your class who didn’t pass, huh? Like with the final?”

Neito continues cackling, before abruptly stopping and turning around.

“Which is it?!”

Ah… he’s so cute… You feel like walking up to him and squishing his cheeks, but you compose yourself. You can’t just steal his moment by giving in. Though your expression makes it obvious that you’re having cuteness aggression. It’s a wonder how no one put two and two together with the amount of times this happens.

“We…” Neito waits for the rest of his classmates to show up for dramatic effect. With his usual flair, he turns, smiling triumphantly. “…all passed! We’ve pulled ahead of you, class A.”

Todoroki apologizes with a gloomy aura. While Kirishima attempts to cheer him up, Tsunotori walks up to greet everyone.

“According to Vlad teacher, we will all be having same classes this semester. I’m looking forward to it!”

You beam. Ah, that means I’d be able to have classes with Neito..! You turn to look at him to convey your excitement, but he isn’t looking, much to your disappointment. He’s too busy whispering something to Tsunotori to notice your annoyed gaze.

She nods, and looks back at Kirishima and Kaminari saying, “Touch me, and I’ll pummel ya till your mama don’t know ya!” much to the boys’ concern.

Hm? I feel like I’ve heard that phrase before. Like, specifically… You think about where you’ve heard it as Kendo knocks out Neito, cutting his manic laughter off.

Your classes are blocking the way for other students, so Iida immediately herds your class back into a single file line to make your way to the assembly.

***

“Say, I heard from Midnight-sensei that the rooftop’s sometimes open after school hours. Wanna check if it’s open today?” Neito asks.

Among the crowd of everyone that attends UA, you were able to slip away from the line Iida was hoping the class would make. Now, you walk side by side with Monoma among the second years and third years, away from the eyes of your classmates.

“Ah, sorry. I can’t today. I have plans with my brother, you see. Wanna do it tomorrow?”

“Oh, ah, mm… your brother… Y-Yeah, we can do it tomorrow…”

You tilt your head in confusion as Neito averts his eyes, now walking all stiff. “What?”

“What what?”

“What’s got you all nervous?”

“Hah, please, I’m not nervous,” he shrugs, visibly shaking.

You scoff, chopping your hand over his head. He always complain about it giving him PTSD from the amount of times Kendo would do that, but he doesn’t say a word now. “Do you know how long we’ve known each other? Don’t act like I’m stupid.”

“Wha— I’m not! You’re the most intelligent person I know and you’re—”

“So what’s got you nervous?”

You lean into him, and he leans back. You scrutinize his tense smile. It’s as if someone is holding him at gunpoint. This isn’t like him at all.

“(Y/n)-chan!” a cheerful voice calls out.

“Ah, would you look at that! Your classmates. I would love to walk all the way with you, but it seems they have come to part us once again, my dearest.”

“Neito, that’s not my classmates—” He gives you a chaste kiss on the cheek before promptly speeding away like a deer who just spotted a lion, leaving you dumbfounded in the crowd of second and third years. “…what the hell was that?” you wonder aloud, your hand reaching up to your cheek with a small blush.

“(Y/n)-chan!” the cheerful voice calls out again, making her way towards you. “It’s been a while..!”

You snap out of your confusion, smiling as Hado jumps up and hugs you. “Hado-senpai, hi.”

“Hey hey, you know—” She asks you questions left and right about was said at the assembly. What you thought of All Might retiring, the work study, and about the problem children rumored to be in your class. Behind her followed Tamaki and your brother. “Hado… don’t bombard them with questions like that…” Tamaki meekly says, causing her to huff and hug you tighter.

“Oof…” you wiggle yourself so that your not suffocating in Hado’s embrace, smiling at the boys. “Tamaki-senpai. Nii-chan.”

They both offer you a wave.

“Hey (y/n), how’re the dorms?” your brother asks.

“Tis great. Bakugo and Midoriya ended up fighting, though. Which honestly, doesn’t surprise me too much…”

Hado finally releases her grip on you, allowing you to breathe properly. She’s strong as hell, you know? “Aha! So it is students from your class who’re the problem children! I was right!” “Don’t sound so happy about it…”

“Ooh! And and— were you walking with someone just now? I thought I saw someone leave. Oh, but you’re really far away from the first years, why’re you all the way over here?”

“Yeah (y/n), tell us,” Mirio leans in. His smile is the same as ever, but there’s something menacing to it at the moment… You grimace. You had been purposefully vague about details of your dating situation with them, considering Mirio’s history with boys that have a crush on you. “Well, I mentioned having a boyfriend, right?”

Hado nods. “Mhm! The super secret one that you refuse to tell us about!” She huffs, still salty that you hadn’t told her after all this time.

“Well, actually, he goes to UA too. I was with him just now,” you shrug. Hopefully if you act casual about it, they’d be casual too. “Haha, romancing in school grounds, (y/n)? What scandalous behavior.” Mirio seems to have mellowed out quite a bit though, once he started attending UA. He can’t exactly be a hero while sneaking around at night to scare kids just cause they have a crush on his little sibling, can he? …right?

Still, you grumble at his teasing. “Scandalous? We were just walking beside each other.” “Ah! But since you’re all the way over here… Don’t tell me he’s a second year? Or no, third year? Ah, is it someone we know?!”

“That’s all I’m gonna say, Hado-senpai…”

“No fair!”

“It’s not our business, you know..?”

“Oh come on Tamaki, I know you wanna know too!”

“I mean, as long as he makes (y/n) happy, right?”

You huff, “I’ll be heading to class…”

“Oh, yeah sure. We should probably be going too. See ya, (y/n)-chan!”

***

Three days later, Aizawa speaks to class 1-A about the work study, stating that there will be guests who have experienced it first hand that’ll teach you about it.

“The big three!” the class echoes what Aizawa had said.

“The students who are closest to being pros…”

“Ah, (y/n), heyo.”

“(Y/n)-chan, surprise..!”

You blink as two of the three wave at you, Tamaki being filled with too much anxiety to greet you. “Nii-chan, you could’ve told me you guys were coming.”

“NII-CHAN?!!!???”

As it happens, your brother and his friends are the ones to do so. Now, you’re always happy to spend time with your older brother, however…

“Come on (y/n), I’m sure it won’t be that bad,” Jiro says as the class walks to the gym. “We have the whole class jumping him. We’re not small fries, you know?”

You grimace, already feeling your stomach hurt. And you haven’t even started! “You don’t get it. We’re gonna die.”

“Don’t say that (y/n)! You’re making me nervous!” Hagakure exclaims.

“You should be.”

“That guy’s your brother, right? I’m sure he won’t go too hard on you,” Tokoyami says like the only child he is. One would’ve thought Dark Shadow would be like a sort of sibling to him, but you suppose it isn’t the same since that’s his quirk.

“Yeah, he’ll try to hold back, but he doesn’t know how to.”

Your classmates around you shake their heads, chalking it up to any usual sibling thing. But they have not been through the horrors of training with Mirio, no. This is but a glimpse.

Jiro, who had been the most dismissive of your terrified mutterings, screams as Mirio’s clothes slip off. She was promptly knocked out like the rest of the long ranged fighters. But he also decided to tie her back to back with Kaminari with her own earphone jacks as if flashing her wasn’t enough.

…your brother’s a psychopath. And now he turns to you, crumpling your classmates at his wake. “Pleheeheese. Stop slowly walking like thaaaat…” You cry out, backing away bit by bit.

“Come on, (y/n)! Show some spirit! You’re in the hero course now!”

“I wanna drop OUUUUUTTTTTT!!!!!”

Of course, he’s chanting motivational messages to you as he steps closer to your demise. Kirishima uses this as an opening to lunge at him while distracted, but he immediately gets knocked out. While your friend gets the punched out of him, you charge in. For the split second you’re out of Mirio’s view, you’re close enough to power your quirk—

“Using your classmate as sacrifice? That’s mean, (y/n).”

“YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S MEA— ACK!” Your whole body shoots back as Mirio’s fist connect with your stomach.

“POWER!!!!” he yells, basically emoting over your body sprawled on the gym floor while your soul seeps out of your mouth.

***

You’re still curled up into a ball when his footsteps approach you. “…I hate you.”

“I love you too my flesh and blood, now get up,” Mirio says enthusiastically, picking you up by the collar like some kind of cat. He turns to the rest of your classmates. “I tried to make it so you won’t see my willy. Sorry if you got a peek.”

“A ‘peek’ you say. Jiro was violated.” Begrudgingly, you stand on your shaky feet among the rest of your classmates in the same condition. He gave a hero like speech on what it took to make his quirk noteworthy, and what it’ll be like in the work study compared to the interns. You won’t be guests this time, you’ll be treated like real sidekicks. Your classmates found it inspirational while you’re still grumbling in pain. “You’ll be going now?” you ask, as Mirio, Hado, and Tamaki move to the gym door. “Yep. We were invited to go to class 1-B too.”

You smile wryly. Will Neito be okay? Mirio was able to hold back on your class, but there’s still a chance that he’ll get carried away now that he’s not worried. Then again, it’s not like he knows he’s your boyfriend, it’ll probably be fine.

“Well, we’ll be off now. See ya later alligator.”

Tamaki smiles and waves at you.

“Bye (y/n)-chan! Mirio’s gonna pummel some more kids till their mama don’t know ‘em!”

“You make it sound bad. I held back, didn’t I?”

You chuckle, waving at them until they left the gym. You stand there for a moment before heading back to your classmates. “That was pretty valuable information, but my stomach still hurts…” Jiro complains. It took a few minutes to untangle her earphone jacks from Kaminari earlier. “So do my ears.”

You look at her apologetically. “Yeah, nii-chan’s sometimes got a twisted sense of humor.”

“I feel bad that class B will face him next.”

Mina pipes in. “You think he’ll really pummel them till their mama don’t know ‘em?”

“What’s with people saying that phrase..?”

That phrase… Yeah that’s right, you did hear it from Mirio at one point. It’s pretty gruesome, but not exactly out of character for him to be out of pocket. And it’s the same thing Neito taught his American classmate to say. You stand there as your friends chatter.

Wait.

The same thing as Neito?

No way, right?

There was when Neito seemed petrified at the mention of your brother a few days ago too.

There’s a sinking feeling in your stomach. If being in the hero course has taught you anything, it’s to trust your gut.

“AH!” you shriek, causing your surrounding classmates to jump.

“W-Woah! What is it Togata?!”

“(Y/n)! You scared me.”

“He’s gonna kill him!!!” you spare no time for explanation, bolting it to Aizawa. “Sensei!!! Sensei, please, can you excuse me from class?! It’s an emergency! An emergency!” Aizawa’s eye twitches at the ruckus you’re making. “What? What’re you talking about?”

“I’ll be back!”

“What?! Togata, explain—”

“No time!”

And you were out the door.

“…can someone tell me what’s going on?” Aizawa looks around at the class, who were as dumbfounded as their teacher. He sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose in annoyance. “Everyone, head back to class. I’ll go see what’s happening…”

[syngasm]

“LIKE A SECRET”

includes : smut (if you squint and read slowly), mentions of justin bieber, s1-s3 iida (my baby, my calm before the storm) slight internalized homophobia

pairing : iida x male reader

this just makes my heart swell, and throb a little bit

———

“You’ve barely eaten your food?” Iida is shaken from his trance with that, he looks up at his food, of which he’s separated in categories of most controversial to least, which confuses him as he realizes he’s doing it.

“Sorry, I just have a lot on my mind.” He grins, and begins to eat, his mother kisses his head. He hums, attempting to distract himself.

Distracting himself from the boy in his bedroom.

“Class Prez!” A voice shouted, he opened his window, and it was him. His eyes had a mischievous glint in them, he slid his body into the window, he slid his headphones off (which quietly played “Sorry” by Justin Bieber) and then dusted himself off. “So, where were we?”

Before Iida could protest, his lips were pressed against yours. You pulled him against your body, grinding against him as you kissed him, he couldn’t help but moan at the touch, and harden with the grind.

“It’s time for dinner, Iida!” His mother shouted, he pushed you off of him onto the bed. “Fuck!” He covers his mouth when he sees how you flinch when your head hits the wall. “I’m sorry, I..I have to go.”

You wave him away, and take the opportunity to go through his room.

As soon as the last bite is gone, he’s rushing away from the table, hoping you hadn’t done anything too bad, unsupervised.

He finds you in his bed, reading his journal. “That’s private!” He takes it from your hands, and stuffs it in a drawer. “You were gone for so long.” You stand up, and place your face in his neck, kissing it. “Missed you, Tenya.”

He mumbles something about how long he was gone, but it falls on deaf ears as his moans replace it. “Is your door locked?” Iida steps back and almost locks it.

“No, no. This..This can’t happen.” You furrow your eyebrows, and step closer. “My siblings are next door, and I’m not gay. I can't be, I have to marry for the best odds at a good quirk and-“ You place your palm over his boner, which was clearly hidden in his waistband

“Listen to me!” He grabs your arm and stops you. “I’m sorry, but this can’t be.” His fingertips trail up your arm. “How bad is it..if no one knows?” You whisper, it was your last option.

“Like a secret.”

He looks you in your eyes, and then pulls you back toward him, locking the door.

“A secret.” He whispers out.

—

The next day, you’re sliding a pair of his uniform pants on, and you begin leaving through the window. He grabs your arm, half asleep and rubbing his face with the other hand. “Iida.”

“We can walk to school, like friends.” He doesn’t look at you, pretending to stretch. You grin and kiss his hand, and exit, touching the ground.

You stand at his door and wait for him to come out. He comes and his hand moved to hold yours, but retracted just as fast. “Fix your tie.”

You watch as he tries to walk as normally as possible, and you grin. Walking up behind him, and giving his butt a light slap, you keen as he stifles a squeak and glares.

[arlertaddict]

Boys who...

Boys who you tie up, use multiple sex toys on, and are overstimulated until they're crying and begging.

🔞 NSFW 🔞 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 🔞 AGELESS BLOGS DNI 🔞 18+ 🔞 SMUT 🔞 ADULT CONTENT 🔞

Warnings: nsfw, gender neutral reader, dom reader, multifandom, multicharacter, sub characters, bondage, anal play & fingering, sex toys, prostate massager, wand vibrator, crying, dacryphilia, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, fucked dumb, precum, slight spit/drool, they cum in your mouth, this could possibly be considered dubcon.

Boys who let you tie them tight to te bed frame, not worried in the slightest because they're sure you'll be nice.

Boys who are just a little hesitant when you lube up a finger and circle it around the rim of his hole because he's still getting used to the sensation, but are quickly squirming and crying for you to please just put it in already.

Boys who try to stay quiet but can't help but whimper and whine as your fingers continually prob and rub at his prostate as you thrust them in and out.

Boys who were oh so confident at first and are now pathetically and uncontrollably bucking and swivelling their hips into nothing.

Boys who thought having something stuffed into his hole wouldn't affect him too much, but are proven wrong when you push a prostate massager into him and he feels a pleasure like an electric currently buzz through his body.

Boys who have never used toys before realising what they were missing out on.

Boys whose cocks leak a steady drool of precum onto their bellies when you graze a wand style vibrator over his balls and down his taint.

Boys who can't help but unsuccessfully try to thrash around when you turn on another wand vibrator, this time, one that has an attached sleeve to go around his pretty cock that you use to jerk him off to add to the sensation of the vibration, the rumbles of which he can feel in his tummy like butterflies.

Boys who are close to cumming within only a few minutes of having three toys used on him at the same time, but who can blame him?

Boys who are close but not quite at the edge yet suddenly thrown off it when you lean down to lick and suckle at the wet tip of his cock.

Boys who can't fathom the fact that even with his cum on your tongue and dripping down your chin, you haven't moved to turn a single toy off.

Boys who whine that it's too much and beg you to please turn it off, it hurts even if his cock is still hard, the tip still flushed red, his balls somehow still full.

Boys who have tears running down their face and drool dripping down their chin when they cum for the second time in a row.

Boys who cry out in both pleasure and pain when you still don't let up and only move to lightly pinch his nipples as you leave the toys to continue bzzz bzzz bzzz-ing.

Boys who lose all control of their bodies as they clench their jaw, their thighs tremble, legs thrash, hips jump, and hands clench around nothing, knuckles white at the headboard he's still tied to.

Boys who are so overstimulated that their begging cries of please, please, please! are unintelligible gibberish to your ears.

Boys who have become so dumb that they have no choice but to submit to your every whim and want, now simply your plaything to do with what you wish.

Boys who, despite the crying and begging for that to be the end, wouldn't choose to stop you if given the option anyway.

Boys.

—

My Hero Academia: Hawks, Shouto, Denki, Shigiraki, Bakugou, Iida, Kirishima, Aizawa, Shinsou.

Attack on Titan: Eren, Reiner, Jean, Armin.

Blue Lock: Chigiri, Bachira, Nagi, Reo.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo, Yuuji, Yuuta.

Your Turn to Die: Joe, Alice, Kai.

Tokyo Revengers: Sanzu, Baji, Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Inui, Rindou, Kokonoi.

Bungou Stray Dogs: Ranpo, Dazai, Chuuya, Akutagawa, Atsushi.

Tokyo Ghoul: Hide, Haise, Juuzo, Naki.

Chainsaw Man: Denji.

Death Note: Matt, Mello, L.

Buddy Daddies: Rei, Kazuki.

Black Clover: Yuno, Magna, Finral, Klaus.

Fruits Basket: Haru, Yuki, Kyo, Shigure.

Danganronpa: Hajime, Nagito, Kazuichi, Gundham, Leon, Mondo, Taka, Fuyuhiko.

Sk8 the Infinity: Reki, Joe, Cherry.

Demon Slayer: Inosuke, Obanai, Douma.

Or your fave!

Hope you enjoyed this lil thing, it's nothing special but I had fun writing it!!

Follow for more, I'm busy but working on ✨️ things ✨️

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cw: fmk game, make out session towards the end, -MNDI!!-

wc: 2.1K

an: this just popped into my mind a few days ago and i feel like this is how shoto would react to this game. i hope you all like it :))

only a few weeks left before your high school years at ua end, but that didn’t stop you from having fun before your big exams. momo invited you girls to stay at her house (mansion) for the night so the boys can have the dormitory for themselves.

after many hours of playing different games, all boys were chilling around the common room, all sofas occupied. in the middle, a few of the coffee tables were pushed together and on top there were different types of snacks, sodas and a few boxes of pizza. they were all consumed in a comfortable atmosphere, before kaminari came up with an idea.

“we could play fck, marry, kiss” he exclaimed with a huge smirk lingering in his face as he looked around the room to see his friends’ reaction. most looked at him with a bewildered expression and bakugou yelled at him for his ‘stupid idea’, but that only egged him on. “okay, i’ll go first. eijiro, fck, marry, kiss with ochaco, mina and momo” kaminari winked and kirishima’s face was slightly coated in with a soft blush.

“i’ll kiss ocaco, fck momo and marry mina” he answered unsurely, not wanting to offend anyone. he then realised that everyone was looking at him expectantly so he turned towards midoriya “umm, ocaco, (y/n) and jiro”

the greenette started to stutter out words that eventually turned into mumbles but bakugou barked at him to stop. midoriya stayed silent for a while after that before shyly saying his answer. “kiss jiro, fck (y/n) and marry ochaco.” midoriya’s face was on fire when he said the words and before anyone could tease him, he turned towards iida and asked him a question. then iida asked sero who after answering, felt a bit bold and asked bakugou. bakugou nearly exploded the room before answering and then he turned towards todoroki.

“oi, icyhot! (y/n), smart girl and that frog girl” bakugou smirked at the bi coloured boy, rather curious about todoroki’s answer. todoroki seemed to be in his thoughts during the game so when he finally said what’s on his mind, the eyes in the room went wide.

“if you marry someone, doesn’t it mean that you get to do both things with them? if i marry (y/n), then it doesn’t matter if i choose momo to fck or tsu to kiss, because i get to do all that with (y/n) if i marry her” todoroki quietly explains, his face is slightly flushed at the thought of you.

he isn’t really sure when he started to feel slightly more towards you than a friend, but he knows just how much he cares for you and wants to be around and with you. todoroki admires you for many things, such as your little ways of making sure everyone is taking care of themselves, when you pick flowers for his mum or how you go out of your way (even on the most tiresome days) to make him some cold soba when he feels down. you always have this kind of glow to yourself, where everyone feels safer and not afraid to be themselves, knowing you wouldn’t judge them. also, let’s not talk about your beauty, todoroki is absolutely smitten, he thinks you’re beautiful and mesmerising and everything you do is pretty (awesome) as well.

“now that we look at it that way, shoto is right. IM MARRYING KYOKA NO MATTER WHAT!” kaminari jumped up and down while ‘claiming’ jiro and the his friends only laughed at him.

“shoto-kun, are you not afraid that your indirect admittance is going to get out and (y/n) will know about your crush on her?” midoriya turned towards shoto and whispered to him.

todoroki only leaned back into the pillowy cushions and hummed softly before a small smile spread across his lips.

“i trust her enough to not make a big deal about it and whatever her response is, i will respect it” he quietly replied and just like that, the night went on.

you girls returned from your girls’ night the next day, well into the afternoon. you were quite relieved to be back, hoping the boys didn’t cause any ruckus and after many hours of gossiping, make up and hair styling, it was relaxing to do something else. it isn’t like you hate spending time with girl friends, you love them so much and you’re so grateful for them (and the boys too), but after many hours of socialisation, you just want to wind down.

after catching up with the boys about how your nights went (they left the fmk game out), you head towards your room, unaware of todoroki following you at first but when you feel his presence, you turn around to find him with a soft expression adorning his face.

“shoto, how was your night with the boys?” you ask him with a big smile and the two of you continue to head towards the elevators.

“it was fun, the others beat me in the games however” he frowned but it quickly disappeared and was replaced with a small smile when he heard you laugh. “how was your night with the girls?” he returns your question.

“it’s okay shoto, i’m not so good at playing video games either” you reassure him as you step into the elevator. “it was amazing, although the amount of make up and hairstyles that was done on me was quite tiring. i feel exhausted” you reply to his question.

“did you not get enough sleep last night (y/n)?” todoroki turns to you, slight concerned.

“sleep is the last thing on the list during sleepovers. it’s alright though, i’m sure i’ll be well rested tomorrow” you gently rub his arm and the worry in his head instantly dissipates, heart beating slightly quicker. “i’ll see you tomorrow shoto, have a good night” you say, when the two of you step out of the elevator, your arms wrap around his torso, hugging him close to you. todoroki’s arms are around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him before you let go and walk backwards to your room with a small wave.

todoroki hopes that nothing will change between the two of you if you come to learn about his crush.

it does change many things when mina practically jumps on you the second you open you door. it’s the next day, you’re busy studying in your room when you hear someone, not knocking but banging on your door. you can barely understand a word she’s saying, mina is too excited, throwing her thoughts at you when she steps inside and you have to drag her by the arms to your bed to get her attention.

“mina, i can’t understand a word you’re saying. what’s up?” you ask her with eyebrows furrowed, your face is morphed into a confused one.

“shoto has a crush on you!” she exclaims, excitedly grabbing your arms and her lips spread into a wide grin across her face. your confusion grows more at her words, not knowing if you heard her wrong. did she just say that your best friend and longtime crush liked you? ain’t no way.

“what?” you weakly let out, unsure how you should react to the information you just received. if it’s true then your whole relationship with todoroki will change for the better and if not then you hope that at least he stays your friend. “how do you know and from who?” you ask, your curiosity taking over you.

before she could reply, the girls come into your room, excitedly asking if she told you yet, all of them knowing about your crush on the bicoloured boy. when they settle down around you two, mina begins to explain where and from who she knows it from.

“okay, so on saturday after getting bored of the games, denki apparently popped up with the idea of paying ‘fck, marry, kiss’ and all boys were asked the question with different girls. so kacchan felt like he had to challenge shoto and asked him who would he choose out of tsu, momo and you.” she began and her hands were flying around while she was explaining the events that took place on saturday that todoroki seemingly left out when the two of you talked the other day, well, no one told you they played that game until now.

“okay, and?” you ask, still confused how they all gathered that todoroki likes you from a stupid game.

“WHAT DO MEAN ‘AND’? shoto said, he’d marry you because he would get to do the other two things with you if you guys are married, so it doesn’t matter if he chose tsu or momo to kiss or have sex with. AND HE WAS BLUSHING” mina is practically yelling at you now and you back away from her on your bed “if this doesn’t mean he likes you then i don’t know what. he literally didn’t care about the other two things or the other two girls, i’m sorry tsu/momo, but you. he likes you back (y/n).” she quieted down a tad bit but she was still loud enough to get her point across.

the girls were looking at you with excitement, you on the other hand weren’t sure how to feel. it could be a misinterpretation for all you know and you could come out of it badly if it is a mistake. a reassuring hand made its way to yours and you look at the owner.

“izuku has been helping him to confess to you all day, but it was easier if you heard about the game from us. it isn’t a joke (y/n)-chan, he’s been crushing on you for a long time now” uraraka gives you a warm smile as she looks up at you from her seat on the floor and you know she wouldn’t lie to you, mainly if midoriya knew about it too, then it must be true.

“what should i do now?” you ask your friends shakily, unaware of todoroki standing outside the door, waiting for you with midoriya. they all stand up with a smile and open the door to let your crush in and you abruptly stand up with wide eyes while they all leave you two alone.

“i was planning for my confession to be more romantic” he stands infront of you with a sincere look and his smile is bigger than what he usually lets you see. todoroki takes one of your hands to pull you closer while the other tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and tenderly holds your cheek. “a few birds told me that you’d might feel the same. is it true?” he leans down to your height to get closer to you and you can only swallow before nodding shyly. “good, because i really want to take you out tomorrow” his lips are now touching yours and you feel them as he talks. “is that alright?” he whispers and you can only respond with your lips smashing against his.

your cup his cheeks and his hands find their way to your waist and pulling you close, deepening the kiss. the two of you only pull away for a short while before kissing each other again, this time he slips his tongue through and you feel your legs get slightly wobbly as you pull him down even more to your height but he’s leaning into you so much that your leaning backwards, not breaking the kiss.

it turns more hungry by the second, his tongue not leaving yours and his hands wander down to your butt, squeezing and caressing it. you let out small moans, though they get swallowed up by todoroki and you pull on his hair, making him groan into the kiss. trying to make an attempt to pull away and take a break but you’re unable to when he chases after you and catches you in another make out session. you only manage to break away from him after he’s heaving from being breathless and you loosen your arms around his neck with a small grin. todoroki mimics your expression and leans his forehead against yours.

“i can’t wait to marry you one day” he mumbles against your lips softly and you feel your face growing red by the second as you giggle.

(five years later, the story of how the two of you got together was told by kaminari at your wedding, unaware of your first child growing inside you. safe to say, todoroki did get to do all the things with you, and he wouldn’t change it for the world)

[megukins]

Naughty Mischief

𓆩♡𓆪 Katsuki x satan's daughter!reader

𓆩♡𓆪 genre: smut

𓆩♡𓆪 a/n: I wrote this trash a while ago so I'm sorry if it's bad. Also you guys are like 18-19 here and you participate in it too so your bf won't be the only one.

𓆩♡𓆪 synopsis: You tease the fuck out of you boyfriend during NNN to see how long he can last before he cracks.

𓆩♡𓆪 warnings: smut, dubcon, mentions of cum, dry humping, marking, masochism, rough sex, public sex

𓆩♡𓆪 words: 1.9k

You knew what you were doing was tormenting him. Which is why you got a kick out of it. You told your boyfriend about the challenge No Nut November where you go a whole month without cumming or masturbating.

You knew it was a lunch break right now, so it was your chance to send a bold message. You run to the bathroom, pull your shirt down a little to show some cleavage and stick your fingers in your mouth back and forth, sending a "I wish this was your fat cock instead." 😩 You shake with anticipation to await the hot head's reaction. Five minutes passed and still no response.

"The fuck is he doing, taking a shit?" You mumble.

You tap your foot impatient, finally receiving a response after around 10 minutes, which read "Wtf, you didn't even give a warning! Two can play at that game"

You roll your eyes which was typical of him since he's so competitive.

You've been sending your boyfriend daring messages all of yesterday through today, knowing the impact it had on him. He avoided making eye contact with you as it would only make it worse. His friends were worried about him trying to ask him what's up.

"What's the matter, Bakugo? I've noticed you've been avoiding Y/N. Did you two get into a fight or something?" Kirishima asks, Kaminari standing over his desk too to see what's up.

"It's none of your fucking business!" He scowled.

"Typical reaction from him..." Kaminari mumbles.

Mr. Aizawa walks into the class with his usual expression and monotonous tone.

"All right, everyone settle down. We'll be having a training course today, so get your hero gear on."

Everyone rushes to get changed.

You take this time to tease him again, which was perfect. Your outfit was quite revealing, almost more revealing than Momo's since your quirk is demonic powers and you're the daughter of satan.

It didn't help the situation at all. All the boys were staring at you, a few either having nose bleeds or blushing red. You always wore a cloak over your hero costume so they had no idea what you truly looked like underneath. The costume accentuates your curves.

"Whoa, I had no idea Y/N was that sexy without her cloak on." Mineta practically drools.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing wearing something revealing like that!?"

He wraps his arms around you to cover your exposed flesh.

"It's part of my hero costume, Katsu. Is that a problem?"

"Hell yeah it's a problem! Take it off!"

"Mm, what happens if I don't?" You place a finger on your chin.

"Then I'll fucking take it off myself!"

"And let everyone see me naked? I thought only you could see me exposed."

"Enough you two." Aizawa speaks up, you two break apart.

He then explains how today would go and what to expect from you all. Everyone had to split up in pairs. It's 5 groups because the number is uneven, Todoroki, and Momo, Deku, Mineta and Uraraka, Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari, Tokoyami, and Shoji, You and Bakugo, Iida, Tooru, and Ojiro, Tsuyu, Jiro, and Mina, and Sato, Aoyama, and Koda.

You two wander off in the woods somewhere, afraid you're lost.

"Uhh, Katsu? Are we lost? We probably should've stayed close by." You say, receiving no answer.

He shoves you up against a tree, pinning your wrists.

"Now we're alone. Listen here you little shit, I'm tired of your bullshit! It's driving me insane!"

He grips your wrists harder.

"Katsuki stop gripping my wrists so hard! The little messages you gave me made me on edge as well!" You confess, biting your lip hard trying your hardest not to look at his muscular figure.

"Look at me when I'm speaking to ya!" He grabs your chin. "This is all your fucking fault. I've had to endure so many hard ons and couldn't relieve myself because of this damn challenge." He spat.

"You don't have to do it if it's too much for you~" You tease.

You narrow your eyes towards his crotch seeing that he has a boner right now. He cups your left asscheek hard, eliciting a moan from you.

"I should punish you for not covering up, letting them see you like this. That damn nerd got a nosebleed and I saw Icyhot staring too. Shit, even Shitty hair had a nosebleed. I bet you enjoyed the attention being on you." He starts.

His large hand cups your other cheek, activating his quirk. You push your head into his chest to muffle your moans. He lifts your head up, pulling on your tail.

"If I were to just pull on your tail-"

"KATSUUU NOT THE TAIL!" You squeal, beating on his chest.

"So that is one of your weak spots." He gives his signature shit eating grin.

He rubs it up and down slowly.

"S-seriously, stop! What if someone catches us!"

"Then I wouldn't give a fuck. The poor fucker would just have a nice show." He says bluntly.

He continues pulling on it, enjoying the face your making.

"Ka-tsu-ki stoppp..."

"What if I don't want to?"

"Then I'll make you cum right now so you can lose this stupid challenge. Be ashame if that were to happen. I mean, it is only the sixth day." You say hoping it works.

"I'm not losing that fucking fast, if anything you are!" He retorts.

"How so?"

"Your sex drive is higher than mine! Your fucking horny every single time you look at me!"

"That's so not true at all!" You fold your arms.

"Oh yeah? Then look at me right now. Go ahead, prove me wrong which you can't, you never can."

He puts his hands on his hips waiting impatiently.

"Uhh I can't because um-"

"Because you proved my point! Every time I'm near Shitty hair and the others you tug on my arm so we can go into the bathroom to either make out or so I can eat you out!"

"What about when you want me to blow you hm?"

"It occurs every once in a while! With you, you always expect me to eat you out which ends up messy then they wanna know what the fuck I was doing all this time." He finally finishes.

"It's not my fault you're so damn fine."

You don't dare look him in the eyes knowing it would boost his already huge ego even more.

"That so?" He smirks, cupping your chin forcing you to make eye contact with him.

Your eyes shut tight not wanting to succumb to him.

"Fine you win! Asshole." You mumble the last part.

"Of course I did. I always win no matter what." He flaunts.

"Give me your hand right quick."

He raises his brow but doesn't question and complied anyway. You make him grab your breasts, tweaking your nipples and start to grind against his crotch, moaning.

"Fuck!" He nearly chokes, letting go of your nipples.

"What's the matter, my 'big' explosive king?" You say in a tone trying to sound innocent yet seductive.

"If you wanna make me cum, you gotta try harder than that, babygirl~"

He pins you against a tree again. He bites your neck hard to leave noticeable hickeys so they know you belong to him and only him. He discards his costume, yours following soon after.

"Katsuki..."

You look at him with lust in your eyes, licking your lips. He smashes his lips against yours, the kiss starting out passionate but soon getting sloppier and spicer. You ruffle your hands through his spiky locks, your tongues doing the salsa.

"I can't handle this shit anymore."

He bends you over, slamming his cock slowly into your asshole while pulling onto your tail. You hiss at the new feeling but then gets used to it.

"Wait Katsu, w-we're doing this right now?" You bite your lip trying not to moan.

"You need to learn your fucking lesson. The only way I can do that is by fucking you since your so horny all the time." He explains, speeding up his thrusts.

He flips you around to face him, placing his hands on your shoulders and rams his fat balls inside your pussy.

"A-ahhh~ do it harder..." You practically drool as your masochist natures starts to kick in.

"Tch, fucking masochist."

"Well you're fucking this masochist." You say back smoothly.

He ignores you, adding more force into his ramming. He rams into you at a more animalistic way, your ass, thighs, and boobs jiggling uncontrollably. Your eyes start to roll into the back of your head as you felt like you were in heaven.

"Fuckk me faster daddy~" You say desperately, knowing that got him for sure.

"I'm gonna fuck a baby into you if you fucking call me that again."

He rams faster, sweat dripping all down his face and arms. Your tongue hangs out, you end up moaning his name louder and louder for everyone to hear. You felt he was close, as he tries his hardest to hold it in, but ends up failing and pulls out of you quickly, his cum dripping over your tummy. The sight was too much for you to bare, as you cum right after him, both of you all sweaty and panting hard.

"Looks like we both lost." You chuckle.

"I'll win next year for sure!"

"Good luck with that... Let's hurry and put our clothes back on before someone sees us." You rush to put them on, admiring his nude body.

"Take a picture, it lasts longer." He says, eventually putting his clothes back on.

"I could say the same thing to you earlier." You roll your eyes.

"Damn I probably should've nutted on your ass instead." He cups both cheeks again, squeezing them roughly.

"Leave my ass alone!" You squeal while puffing up your cheeks.

You two were the last ones to return back to the location Aizawa requested.

"What took you guys so long?" He folds his arms, tapping his finger on his arm.

"We got lost and almost got ambushed!" You blurt out.

"Is that why you were screaming earlier?" Bakugo asks, smirking.

"Yes, it was." You glare at him.

"As long as you guys are back then everything is okay." Deku sighs in relief.

"It's not like anything could happen as long as Bakugo is with her." Iida says, relieved nothing happened to you two.

"What exactly were you two doing?" Tsuyu asks, curious.

"N-nothing at all!" You immediately get flustered at the memory.

"Judging by the stuttering I'd say it was something naughty." Mina smirks, nudging your arm.

You walk up to Bakugo whispering something that would get him riled up.

"Next year I'll go above and beyond, this was just childs play." You whisper to him, seeing how it's still November but it's no point since you both lost on the sixth day.

"Then I'll make sure to have you cum the first day!" He says confidently, everyone staring at him weirdly.

You hide your face in your arms from embarrassment.

"I feel like living under a rock for the rest of my life..." You groan trying to erase the embarrassing vibe you're feeling off.

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[bakugosatoru]

Damn Idiot

Requests Open! Warnings: None (Underage Drinking if you SQUINT) Genre: Fluff Fic Type: Drabble (1k Words) Fandom: My Hero Acadamia Ship: BakuDeku Authors note: I got drunk on new years and watched the MHA Stage play. This is the result Synopsis: Drunk Izuku is rescued by Iida and dumped on Bakugos doorstep.

Okay so maybe Izuku had a tiny bit too much to drink. He leaned his weight against the person to his left, being mostly dragged down a hallway he vaguely recognized. Who was even holding him up at this point? He lulled his head to the side, glancing up at the tall figure next to him.

“Iida where are -hic- where are we going” Midoriya slurred as he recognised the person dragging him as his friend, and his class president. Even in his current state, he shuddered to think of the scolding he would be receiving for this. 

“I’m getting you back to your partner Midoriya, it was unwise for you to let yourself become this inebriated, it is unbecoming of a young hero” Iida explained, as uptight as usual, even after a 5 hour bar crawl.

“S’ not my faultttt. Denki kept getting me new drinks” Izuku deflected, rolling his eyes. Iida didn’t respond, stopping in front of one of the doors and helping Izuku to steady himself before knocking on the door. 

“Bakugo, it is Tenya Iida, I have your partner here, he is quite inebriated so-” Iida was swiftly cut off as the door swung open, a disgruntled Katsuki framing the doorway in boxers and a tank top. He had clearly been asleep. Bakugo began to open his mouth to verbally destroy whoever dared disturb his rest, but paused when his eyes fell to his swaying boyfriend who was barely being held up by Iida at this point. He let out a sigh before scooping the smaller boy into his arms and lifting him up effortlessly, cradling him against his chest.

“The fuck happened?” Bakugo asked, more curious than pissed. Izuku wasn’t exactly a lightweight so seeing him this drunk was definitely new.

“I only joined the evening about an hour ago when I got a slightly concerning video sent to me from Mina of some of our friends throwing a traffic cone onto a roof. I rushed over to make sure that they would stop behaving like young hooligans at once and found most of them in various states of intoxication. It appears Denki may have been trying to get people to outdrink him. I didn’t believe it wise to leave young Midoriya unattended at his dorm but I also need to get back to Momo and Sero, who are both also quite inebriated” Iida explained, pinching the bridge of his nose thinking of it all. 

Bakugo grunted, looking down at his boyfriend, who had wrapped his arms around his neck and buried his face into the crook of his shoulder. 

“We’ll thank’s for bringing the shitty nerd home, I'll take care of it. Oh, and Iida, tell Dunce Face when I see him, he’s a dead man.” Bakugo growled as Iida nodded and made his way back to the elevator. Katsuki sighed as he shut the door and carried a barely lucid Izuku back over to his bed. He laid the green haired boy gently against the pillows before dipping to the bathroom to grab a cup of water.

“Here, idiot, drink this” Katsuki urged Izuku to sit up, before helping him take slow sips of the water. He scowled at the smaller boy, but the harshness of the expression was dampened slightly by him wiping a stray water droplet from Izuku's chin.

“Kacchannnnn, come -hic- back” Izuku whined as his boyfriend stood up from the bed.

“Give me a second dumbass, I’m getting you a change of clothes.” He grumbled as he pulled out an oversized All-Might shirt and a fresh pair of boxers from the closet.

“These are mine but they’ll fit you” He grumbled, helping Izuku pull his stained shirt off his frame. Was that vomit? Whatever, Katsuki thought, a problem for tomorrow. He threw the soiled shirt to the floor and tugged the new shirt over Izukus head, before helping him shed the rest of his clothes and put on the new boxers.

Izuku let out a small giggle as Bakugo finally relaxed into the bed next to him. He shifted himself into Bakugos arms, who let out a quiet murmur of annoyance, while also wrapping his arm around the smaller boy's waist to pull him flush to his side.

“Thank you for taking care of me Kacchan” Izuku mumbled, resting his head against Bakugos chest, his arms wrapping around him tightly.

“Yea whatever” Bakugo grunted, holding the nerd tightly to him.

“You have to be more careful… What if Iida hadn’t come and got you? Why didn't you call me…?” He added, his voice sounding strained.

“I didn’t want to bother you” Izuku mumbled, clearly about to fall asleep. He was quickly shaken back awake by Bakugo grabbing his chin gently and tilting his face to meet his eyes.

“Never forget what I’m about to tell you, okay shitty nerd? You could never bother me. Ever. I would have been there in a heartbeat to get you. I know I said it wasn't my thing going drinking with all the extras but… next time you go, tell me. I don’t want you going alone anymore. I don’t care if you’re with Shitty Hair and Dunce Face, I don’t trust any of those extras to make sure you’re alright” Bakugo sighed as he let go of Izuku’s face and buried his nose into his green curls, holding him tighter.

Izuku opened his mouth to protest. To tell Bakugo he didn't need protecting, that he had only got a little drunk, that he wasn't a child. But then he felt Bakugo press a soft kiss onto his head, and suddenly it didn’t matter anymore.

He was here, he was safe.

He didn’t need anything else.

[pansexualkiba]

The whole of 1-A stared at their desks, silence ringing throughout the classroom. Some were simply stunned, while others, like Bakugou, were seething.

Midoriya Izuku had died. It had been sudden, and it had been violent. One second, Midoriya was helpiMidoriya interrupted the paragraph by slamming the door open.

"Sorry I'm late!" Midoriya apologized cheerfully. "The trains were stopped 'cause someone tied some lady to the tracks-"

"DEKU!" Uraraka screamed, launching herself from her desk and tackle-hugging the green-haired boy.

"What the FUCK?!" Bakugou screeched.

"You're alive?!" Kirishima shouted.

"Perhaps this is merely a spirit or possibly a ghost-" Tokoyami speculated.

"Midobaaaaaabe!" Kaminari cried as he rushed to hug Midoriya, narrowly avoiding Todoroki's ice spear.

"Guys?" Midoriya asked. "I-"

"Hang on." Shouji interrupted. He thumbed a faint bump on the back of Midoriya's neck. "What is this?"

"They chipped you like a dog?" Kouda wondered.

"Deserved." Bakugou grumbled.

"Oh, that's my personality and memory chip, or PMC." Midoriya explained, as if this wasn't something completely insane.

The class stared at him.

"Memory chip?" Aoyama asked.

"Yeah!" Midoriya explained. "I'm a clone of the real Midoriya with all of his memories and personality! So I'm essentially the same person!"

"HUH?!"

"Did Hatsume-kun do this?!" Iida demanded.

"If she had perfected cloning technology, don't you think you have bigger problems than a clone of Midoriya-chan, kero?" Asui pointed out.

Iida sat down, thoroughly haunted.

"Wait, maybe Twice?" Kirishima wondered.

"Bubaigawara was extrajudicially murdered by Hawks." Uraraka disagreed. "And I haven't broken Himiko out of jail yet, so it can't be her."

"I am going to ignore that you said that." Aizawa grumbled from the desk, where he had pulled out a bottle of rum and begun drinking straight from the bottle.

"Guys." Midoriya said, catching their attention. "It's my cloning machine. I built it back when I was thirteen."

"THIRTEEN?!"

"Yeah." Midoriya shrugged. "See, I got really into trying to figure out Quirks that rapidly generate or transmute biomass, and I hit a wall in my research that I just couldn't satisfy by hacking into medical databases like usual-"

"HUH?!" Everyone screamed. Midoriya ignored them to continue rambling.

"So I figured that if people can do all kinds of crazy stuff with their cells naturally, then why can't I figure out a way to mimic them? Anyways, it turns out it's not so bad once you get into the swing of things." Midoriya explained.

"The swing of-" Ojiro stuttered. "Midoriya, that's a crime. You're a criminal."

"So's Kacchan, but you don't see me complaining." Midoriya pointed out.

"I SAID I WAS SORRY!"

"Wait, this all sounds expensive." Uraraka pointed out. "How did you get the materials?"

"Sold scrap I found while picking up litter." Midoriya casually explained. "The rest came from me using Kacchan's gaming PC to mine bitcoin."

"Is THAT why my shit started running like ass?!" Bakugou realized angrily.

"Don't take it personally." Midoriya assured Bakugou. "I also used all the computers at Aldera."

"I don't care about that." Bakugou shook his head. "What I care about is you COST ME A TOURNAMENT WIN."

"Kacchan, are you still playing Apex-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT VALORANT-"

[manias-wordcount]

Can I get Twilight Princess Link, Zuko, Tenya, Bachira, Goro, and Dazai with a hypermobile fem s/o with knee problems? I hope this is fine.

Hypermobility Update: The number of dislocations is now like 5, I have to wear a knee brace every day bc that’s what the orthopedist said (I wear my knee sleeve under it to make things easier), I have certain physical therapy exercises to do to make my knees stronger, and the aforementioned knee sleeve is now a shower essential.

Hypermobile S/o with knee problems HCs (TP Link, Zuko, Tenya Iida, Meguru Bachira, Goro Akechi, Osamu Dazai)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿!! 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼!!

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

Twilight Princess Link

You grew up together so you know he knows all about your knee problems

And He was there for every little bump and fall and incident

Naturally, he goes out of his way to prevent every little bump and fall and incident

From grabbing your hand and helping you cross rocky paths as slowly as possible to straight up picking you up and carrying you himself if he doesn’t like your odds

And as he grew up, he learned what exactly he needs to do to make you comfortable as soon as sometime happens to you

He’s not a doctor or a healer so he knows he can’t take the pain away

But he’s always ready with something to set your knee or a favorite snack for you to focus on if the pain gets too much

As much as he wants to protect you though, he knows better than to stop you from doing anything you want, it’s just not fair to you (Read: he’s whipped)

But if you ever feel like you’re being watched like a hawk while doing something you’re probably not supposed to…

…just know that Link is somewhere nearby

Zuko

Zuko really didn’t understand, at least at first

As a firebender, he’s been training his body all this life

Plus everyone who’s his age and comes from a noble family lives a more than physical life so hearing you say that you always had to be really careful when you played with him was weird

So it took you dislocating your knee in front of him when the two of you were younger for fully understand the risks you face when you’re not careful

He felt helpless watching all the adults care and tend to you while he didn’t know what to do as just a young little prince

After that, he was a little more considerate of your hypermobility

As considerate as a boy as brash and blunt as he is can be LMAO

But he’s quick to stop you from doing anything he deems dangerous 

And he’s even quicker to grab your hand or have you hold onto his arm if he’s worried something will happen

You’ve shown him time and time again that you’re not weak and that you can handle yourself, but can you blame a prince for not wanting his future queen to get hurt WHAHA <3

Tenya Iida

You’re the daughter of a family friend, so you’ve been close to Tenya all your life

So it was pretty much a given that the two of you would start dating eventually

You both were good for each other!

You helped Tenya not seem so much like a robot when socializing with his peers

And he’s always prepared to help you take care of your knees and any other hypermobility issues that come up

It helps when your boyfriend and his family have a quirk that focuses on the legs so much

But like the gentleman he is, he’ll help you put on your knee sleeve and knee brace if you’ve taken it off 

And he’s more than willing to do your physical therapy exercises with you too <3

Since he’s a worrywart, don’t expect him to be too okay with the idea of doing anything that can get you hurt in front of him

But give him the puppy dog eyes for long enough and he’ll maybe bend the rules just a little bit for you hehe

Meguru Bachira

You’re one of the managers of his high school team!

But because of your knee troubles, you’ve never been able to play much so you’re stuck on books and supporting the players as best you can

Naturally, Bachira gravitated to you because you’re such a little sweetheart <3 and you gravitated to him because how could you not? He’s adorable!!!

But he really, really, really, really wanted to play soccer with you

For the longest time, you kept saying no for a number of reasons but his enthusiasm got to you and one day after practice, you finally said yes!

Of course, you ended up dislocating your knee within 5 minutes of playing with him and Bachira freaked the hell out!!!!!\

Near tears, shouting, flailing arms, even asking the monster what he should do

All his panicking luckily caught the attention of a sports trainer, and you were able to get the help you needed…with a guilt-ridden Bachira by your side until the very end

But don’t worry- you know homeboy is going to apologize like crazy while piling every single gift he could find into your hands because he’s so so sorry and you’re so so sweet to him

In fact, it’s almost as if he was hurt more by you dislocating your knee than you were HAHA

Goro Akechi

He only heard of your hypermobility issues when he saw you wearing a knee brace one day with a pained expression on your face

Naturally, he was more than ready to take names and kick asses at the thought of someone hurting you

He even thought that this happened because of a run-in with a rabid fan

So of course it came as a surprise that you’re hypermobile and you hadn’t told him yet

And he was a little frustrated that you didn’t tell him at first

But then he got a little understanding when you pointed out that you didn’t want to bother him since he usually has so much on his plate

ANYWAYS PREPARE FOR OVERLY DOTING GORO

This man is going to be on every single medical website, google forums, asking his personal trainer, the whole entire nine yards

Got any pain? He’s looking up what medication for you to take. Had a fall? He’s the one calling the ambulance for you (even if you’re back up on your feet within seconds)

He might not have known anything about hypermobility before, but he sure as hell knows just about everything now

Osamu Dazai

Asshole to the world…….

…sweetheart to his girl <3

No seriously, you work with him and the rest of the Armed Detective Agency

And he’s more than happy coming into work every day and seeing you sitting at your desk already (because you actually get to work on time) filling out paperwork (because of a mess he made)

But the second the fighting starts, he’s immediately trying to find the fastest way to get you out of the crossfire

Of course, that doesn’t always happen so easily- sometimes you have to run alongside him as you’re both ducking and dodging for cover

But the moment you two have some peace, he’s immediately checking in on you

I’m talking about dropping to his knees in front of you in some dingey alleyway, checking your brace himself talking about “How’s your knee?? Are you hurt”

And whatever you say? Doesn’t matter. If he’s hurt and bleeding out? Doesn’t matter. If he has a 5-mile run to get you to safety? Doesn’t matter

You know Mr. I-Wanna-Die-So-Bad will be picking you up in a heartbeat and running as far as he needs to if it means getting you out of danger <3

[catalysted]

act out : izuku midoriya

act one, scene two. “cast list”

y/n chuckled slightly as she set her phone on her desk, face down. she needed to start paying attention in class, after all, if she fails any classes, she can’t be in the play. she begrudgingly lifted her gaze up towards the board where her teacher stood, lazily flipping through a powerpoint slide. and of course, just as she decided to start paying attention, her phone starts going off. it buzzes at least four times, and embarrassingly, it takes a lot of strength for y/n not to flip her phone back over and see what’s going on. thankfully, she has at least some willpower and is able to successfully leave her phone alone for the last ten minutes of class.

“oh my goshhh you guys”, izuku stated, covering his face with his hands to hide the growing blush that was rapidly spreading across his cheeks. “it is so totally not like that!”

“i don’t know deku”, uraraka started with a sly smirk, “this girl you’ve never actually talked to randomly follows you on twitter almost immediately after you audition for the play she auditioned for, sounds like she thinks you’re cute.”

“you’ve conveniently left out the part where her friend, who is also my friend, tagged her in a tweet of mine.��� he sighed, “she probably just wanted a new mutual.”

“i have to agree with midoriya, uraraka.” iida chimed in. “it doesn’t seem like there is anything to read into for this situation.”

“whatever.” uraraka pouted, “you guys are no fun.” she crossed her arms, playfully looking away from her friends to emphasize her “disappointment” with their disagreement. just as she turned, she heard the unmistakable ping of a twitter notification sound from izuku’s phone. “oh my god that’s her isn’t it?”

“oh please, i’m sure it’s probably not—“, izuku started, “oh it is her.”

“i told you!!!” uraraka yelled, immediately lunging for the boys phone.

“stoppp uraraka!! it was just twitter telling me she made a tweet!”

“ugh. that’s no fun.” uraraka slumped, going back to pouting again. as izuku read the newest y/n tweet, he laughed slightly, regaining uraraka’s attention. “what did she tweet, deku?”, she asked.

“here, you can read it.” he said, handing the pink-cheeked girl his phone.

“okay!!” uraraka said, jumping at the opportunity to use midoriya’s phone. after awhile, she finally finishes reading, and hands izuku’s phone back to him while giggling.

“see, now you know why i was laughing!” midoriya said as playful attempt at proving himself right.

“mhm! that y/n sure is funny!”, uraraka said, smiling.

“clearly you want to die” y/n said, poking her finger playfully into her best friends chest.

“i did not say that”. kaminari stated, purposely using a unamused tone. “clearly you suck at listening”

“yo rude” y/n scoffed, “and we’re supposed to be best friends.”

“come on kaminari,” kirishima chastised, “don’t be mean.”

“she literally said that i should die!?” kaminari exclaimed, laughing as he did. “clearly you are playing favorites.”

“GUYS!” y/n interrupted. “CAST LIST IS OUT!”

“who’d you get?” kaminari asked, leaning over to get a better look at y/n’s phone screen.

“I GOT MARTHA!”

“oh look! midoriya got mortimer!” kirishima grinned.

“oh damn…” y/n sulked slightly. “that means he has a love interest.”

“oooh who?” kaminari asked, eager for whatever drama might be about to ensue.

“some girl named hagakure.” y/n said.

“oh hey we know her!” kirishima said, looking to kaminari. “remember? she’s in our chemistry class.”

“oh right,” kaminari started, “she is isn’t she?”

“cool, great you know her. can you guys like give me the scoop on her? like is prettier, funnier or like in any way better than me?”

“oh stop y/n.” kirishima said. “you’re great, no need to worry about hagakure. i’m sure you can get midoriya to like you.”

“i didn’t even say that was what i wanted to do??”

“it’s obvious.”

with all the commotion caused by the released cast list, y/n had failed to see the twitter notification that someone had retweeted her tweet.

a/n: sorry this took so long.. i lowk do work full time and it’s just hard to find the time to write. in case you don’t recognize the cast list from the picture, the play that is mentioned in this fic is called arsenic and old lace! it’s one i did when i was in hs! i figured it would be easier to write about a play i participated in lol

taglist: @urfav-cupidon

[butterfly-writer]

Took things for granted.

Tenya Iida x GN!Reader

Summary: Sometimes, Tenya took things for granted and Y/N had enough.

★☽A/N: No words for today everyone :3

Contents: Platonic relationship - angst? - Tenya acting a bit spoiled - Y/N having terrible parents.

★ — — — ★

★ Sometimes, Tenya took things for granted.

★ There was this one time, Bakugou broke Tenya Iida’s glasses. Tenya just scolded him softly and put on brand new glasses!

★ Whenever Iida and Y/N went out and hung out. Y/N always complains how the things they see around shops were way too overpriced, but Iida always says that it wasn’t overpriced and it was “According to its quality.” The quality wasn’t even that great!

★ Y/N honestly had enough and decided to distance themself from hangouts with Iida involved. That includes some Deku Squad hangouts.

★ And Iida seems to notice that.

★ — ★

“C’mon N/N!! Just this once? You never hang out with us as often anymore!!” Uraraka pleaded, tugging onto Y/N’s sweater. “I’m really busy, Ochako-” “I won’t take that as an excuse!! You’re coming and that’s it!!” The brunette cut off the H/C’s words and dragged them to their dorm to change their pants, Uraraka stood guard outside so Y/N wouldn’t escape this hangout. (Reader was wearing pajama pants. Can’t blame them, pajama pants are amazing.

Once the H/C hair was done changing. The squad went out to the mall. It was bustling with people, looking to shop with various items. “I heard there’s a discount at Build-A-Bear! C’mon Deku!!” Uraraka grabbed Midoriya’s arm and dragged him towards the workshop. Tsuyu said she was gonna go ahead and buy some clothes since she gave away her old ones. Y/N nodded and decided to go on their own, but a blue haired boy wouldn’t let them.

“Wait! L/N!” The boy called out but they chose to ignore his calls. The boy ended up following Y/N’s fast pace who was trying to get away from him. “What is up with you?” He asked in an upset tone, finally catching up to Y/N. “Fucking leave me alone, Iida.” They spat, “Hey! Language!!” He scolded but the H/C just won’t hear it, putting their headphones/earphones on and played music and walked again, leaving Iida behind. ‘Oh, c’mon!!’ He said to himself furiously and sprinted towards Y/N.

★ — ★

After so many times of getting ditched by Y/N everytime the squad decided to go and hangout to shops and malls, he decided to put a stop to this “nonsense.”

He waited ‘till Y/N excused themself to his room and made his move.

“L/N!” He called out to Y/N who turned around to see the blue haired boy behind. “What is it?” L/N asked, already annoyed. “I should ask you that. You've been ignoring me every time we go out.” He said. “It’s none of your business.” The other student responded. “Well it is. As your friend-” “As your friend? I really don’t care.” Y/N said, cutting him off. Y/N sighed in frustration and went back to walking to their dorm room. "Don't you dare walk away! I'm still talking to you!!" But Y/N only responded with "Who are you? My dad?"

Iida continued to follow them back to their dorm where he finally got his answer.

"L/N, I had enough of your sickening attitude! You have been avoiding me and I need to know why!" Iida spilled all his worries. Y/N stayed silent with a shock face by his words. Iida just opened the door behind them and grabbed them inside.

Iida was stronger than L/N so he easily placed L/N onto their bed but they just stood right back up with a angered face. "What is up with you?!" They yelled at him, "I should ask the same thing! For months, you have been avoiding me! Did I do something wrong? Have have I done to make you so angry?" He asked, he kept in asking and asking and that surely ticked L/N off.

"You are fucking spoiled!" L/N finally spoke with a harsh voice. "How am I spoiled?" He asked, "Really? Do you really have to ask?!" They asked with an angered tone. "You always had expensive things and honestly practically show off!! Every time I'm with you and I complain about something that is way overpriced, you say "Oh! It's not that expensive!" And not to mention that you always obliviously show off how much MONEY you have!" They said, frustrated. "That's because my parents work hard! They always tried to-"

"That's easy for you to say for someone who had EVERYTHING they've ever wanted!! YOU never had to work hard for once in your life! Everything was given to you on a silver plate, YOU DON'T KNOW THE FEELING OF HAVING TO WORK JUST FOR RENT WHEN YOUR PARENTS WASTE AWAY!!"

Y/N took heavy breaths after letting all that out. Iida just stared at them in a state of shock. He didn't know they felt like that. "I- I didn't know that.." He muttered softly with his head down, "Of course you didn't know. Now, is that all?" They asked. "Yeah. I guess." Iida said before bowing and leaving the H/C's dorm.

After that day, Iida tried his best to fix his attitude and eventually stopped this habit of his.

★ — — — ★

[serxinns]

Give me the reader being batman(idk what gender they are) we just need to be saving the city.

• You always hid that you were the Bat, Ever since ur father retired you were eager to take his place, it was no surprising there whenever your classmates asked you who was your parents you always told them that they died and u lived with your "Grandpa" (Aka Alfred ) and they all believed it plus even if you'll tell them they'll be even WORSE

•Now your classmates were already obsessed and overbearing with you they bicker with each other about who would hang out with you Mina would pinch your cheeks telling you how adorable you are tsuyu loves to cuddle with you and if you tried to leave she'd guilt trip you to stay longer, Hakagure love watching you even if you're not talking to her but if you are she acts like she doesn't deserve to talk to someone like you, Jirou is Making you a bunch of playlist involving love songs and your fav songs are now hers too

And the boys aren't any better

•Bakugo would force you to walk with him to class while holding hands and glaring at anyone who looked funny, Todoroki would always need help with something in his room whether be a broken lamp or some work he would always be something in his dorm room and while you're helping him he'll invite you to spend the night or to just watch you, Izuku would try to squeeze information out of you by asking a bunch of questions about everything, Sero and Denki would try to invite you to play video games with them and would try to impress you with their skills making it a big completion

•But they always question your strange habits, Like how you'll go to bed early, Or how you mostly don't use your work as much and use your fighting skills, and whenever you see the bat on TV you always 1st one to see it

•One day you were heading to bed early while talking to Kirishima and Tokoyami the 2 men got curious and took a peak in your room to their shock you were to be seen but there was another costume on your bed that looked similar to "the bats" hero costume kiri took the mask and examine it and theories were true they were gonna have to tell the class

•The next day you were bombarded with questions, squealing and wonder everyone was holding put autographs and stuff it was crazy

"HOW DID YOU BEAT 5 NOMUS BY YOURSELF"

"Troublesome extra STOP BEING RECKLESS"

"Y/n you have no reason to be fighting crime late at night it is unhealthy"

"CAN YOU SIGH MY NOTEBOOK"

You were shocked and confusion by this sudden attention so you questioned it and to your horror kiri sheepishly told you that he peaked into your room and saw it defeated you told them about how you were bat kid and sternly told them to NOT Tell anyone about it

To this day on the class all promise to protect you and keep it a secret

•Like How Kirishima and denki would beg you to let them see your gadgets and if you accepted it they'll play fight it with each other which u scolded them not too but Kiri will worship your weapons like crazy

•Ojiro would offer you to train to where it's just the two of you

•Izuku and ochako is just be obsessing over you Like lovesick puppies Izuku is just writing down everything about you and finally gets to add more info about the bar hero section while Ochako is just sighing dreamily doodling you with love hearts and cute little letters

•iida will forbid you from sneaking outside and scold you about how it is way past your bedtime and that school is important and if you still manage to sneak out he's going HUNT MODE heck even some of your classmates will join in cause they're extremely worried for you especially when you're fighting all these villains

Your classmates see a devoted to protecting you no matter how dangerous after all you are their batty little darling~

[viburnt]

Hey! I don't know if you're still on the wave of the Puppy Boy AU but if you are I have a few suggestions, if you don't mind...

1) Iida as a Border Collie. They're intelligent and diligent dogs and I think it's perfect for him

2) Denki as a Pomeranian. The fluffliest ball of fur ever.

I don't know if you write for them, if you don't just ignore this ramble of mine.

Kajsakjsaj *keyboard smash* BABY THAT'S SO GOOD, I HADNT THOUGHT ABOUT THEEEEM AAAAAAAAAH

Also I'm back from my vacations in Baja, I'll be more active now

MHA Puppyboy! AU Part 3(?

Iida + Border Collie

Border Collies are very fancy dogs that love to follow instructions. They are smart, intelligent, and capable but they also have energy and are willing to protect. Iida is all about following rules and being a very smart student (he's the class rep after all), but he's proven to be fierce when the moment requires it. Border Collies are also (normally) pure blood dogs, which fits Tenya a lot since he comes from a well known family.

He has fluffy ears and tail, the color is a deep black with some white specks around the edges. Did I mention this breed loves to run? They are very good athletes, just like Tenya. He's just the kind of puppy that pulls on his leash if you don't move fast enough.

Talking about leashes and collars, Iida is OK with them. He won't use them during school or work because it's against the dress code, but he'll more than indulge if you wan to collar him up! Iida is very serious about it, so if you want him, you'll have him for life.

Loves, loves, loves praise. In a normal amount... Tell him he did a good job, that he is the best, and that he is a great example to others; his tail won't stop wagging for hours, and he takes your words with such pride!

Sheds, a lot. He tries to keep his fur clean and brushed but he just has too much fur. You WILL find some random dog hair in your stuff.

Can get a little controlling of you, after all the breed is made to guide and handle sheep, so you'll find out he tends to place his hand on the back of your neck or on the lower back to guide you around. A collie for 1A's sheep, what a puppy he is!

May or may not have a tiny doll of you he tucks in his bed when he misses you.

Your face gets warm when you feel Iida's hand unconsciously slide to the back of your neck, his roughed-up fingers grazing that tender skin of yours. It sends shivers down your spine, and Tenya notices it because you've suddenly stopped walking. "Is something the matter? Are you feeling OK?" Your eyes finds his and nod, "Yeah! I just remembered something," you utter, trying to suppress the smile that threats to form on your lips. He tilts his head in and oh so adorable way, worrying something bad had happened, furry ears flopping with worry. "What did you remember?"

"That you're a Collie." You giggle, pointing out the way he had been guiding you through the mall. He flushes and apologizes, but you tell him it's more than OK.

Kaminari + Pomeranian

Denki is by definition, energy. He is cheeky, he plays pranks, and he's just a cutie. This puppy likes the attention, and Pomeraninas just happen to be just like him. The fluffy fur kind of reminds you of the way Kami's hair gets, specially with the use of his quirk.

Short fuzzy tail and tiny perky ears that stand up from his already flash hair, brown/creamy color. This puppy boy will do anything to catch your eye: jokes, drawings, nicknames. He wants you all to himself, and is not shy about it.

This puppy boy doesn't mind being a couch potato, he'd much rather stay home with you and play videogames or read manga. He won't say no if you want more physical activities like going for a walk or something alike (he wants to be good for you) but Denki enjoys being domesticity more.

He wears a choker already, so collars are a BIG yes from him. Want to add a leash for that? Kaminari will gladly sport it for you. Want to put a name tag too? Hell, he'll be flustered but will feel SO GOOD with it.

Kaminari is a particularly tricky puppy because he has the tendency to be all over your place and use your stuff: hoodies? Shirts? Jewelry? He'll take whatever he can from you, but if you say he can't he'll get sad and moody. Whining and begging you to let him use your things and hang in your room. Capricious with you, that much is true.

Lives for the way you pet him though, he's the kind that is sneaks around to get his head under the reassuring warmth of your hand. He just knows ALL the tiktok trends that involve hugs, pats, cuddling, etc.

"Kami, you need to go back to your room... It's past curfew," you yawn, feeling the tight grip of his arms around your waist. He groans and whines, shaking his head. "I don't wanna, you're warm," he mutters, nuzzling against you. You can see his tail wagging against the blankets and smile; he opens his groggy eyes and looks up to your still half-asleep face. "No harm if I stay, right?" He says with a smirk, toying with the hem of pajamas. Denki hears you hum with a knowing smile, "Fine, fine... what a needy little puppy you are."

"Yup, but you like it."

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Pulling on the Strings of Destiny: Chapter 21

Summary: Four days pass for Japan, and everyone is on edge.  They wonder, and wait. What will happen next for them? Will Midoriya  keep rising? What sort of things would she face. They all turned towards  the screens, wondering. None more so then the future class 1-A, more so  as they get a glimpse into their first sports festival, first  internship and their final exams. Watch as Midoriya’s future continues  to unfold, as she learns more about her family, society and herself.

Warnings: References to underage pregnancy and the assualt of a minor. References to child harm. Toga Himiko to, she is her own warning.

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 Izumi stood with her friends outside, Tomoe asleep, and Eri peering at the two other teens. She didn’t quite know how to react to the news that Bakugou could continue to refuse to believe he was receiving consequences.

 Honestly, it was a bit sad that he still refused to listen. But when the entire world tells you that no consequences are coming, it would be hard to accept them when they come. Years of being told his thought process was suitable, and then only now being told it wasn't?

 No, Izumi wasn't surprised now that she thought of it.

 “Hi,” Eri suddenly said. “I’m Eri.”

 “Hi, Eri!” Uraraka beamed. “I’m Uraraka!”

 “I’m Iida,” Iida introduced himself, still slightly shaken. Whatever had happened, he wasn't sure how to deal with it.

 Eri looked at them with big eyes, obviously looking up to them like she did Izumi, though not to the same extent.

 It did not fill Izumi with glee, knowing she was the favourite. It did not.

 (Okay, it did, and Hizashi could stop his cooing.)

 They sat together, waiting for the screen to start as Eri played with her hands, at least until Uraraka decided to offer to braid the girl’s hair, much to her delight.

 She never had braids. That was not acceptable to Izumi or Uraraka, and they kept their hair short.

 “It's nice,” Eri said while Uraraka finger combed her hair. Iida had been roped in so Izumi could do small braids in his hair, and Hizashi was busy doing Shouta’s hair with a grin.

 It was nice, Izumi smiling to herself as the screen turned on.

 It also was a nicer distraction from… everything so far.

The screen turns on to show Midoriya and Tomoe on a train.

"In the days after the sports festival ended, we recovered from our injuries, and then, our normal classes started right back up again," Midoriya narrates. “I ended up taking the train when Shouta and Hizashi needed to go in early so that the bandages were fully removed. That's when I got my first brush of having fans.”

"Hey, you. Excuse me. You're Midoriya from class 1-A! Great job in the sports festival. I rooted for you!" one of the other people on the train says. Midoriya looks up in surprise from where she’d been on her phone.

 “Ooo!” Ochako grinned at Midoriya as the brunette braided Eri’s hair. “Getting recognized already?”

 Midoriya just blushed, hands pausing in their administration of braiding Iida’s hair. It caused a small spike of jealousy, seeing Midoriya braid the boy’s hair, even as short as it was.

 Ochako tried not to let it play on her mind. So she had a crush. It was a cute girl who was kind, strong and intelligent. The odds were she’d crush anyway.

 She just didn't want to mess it up. Midoriya was going through a lot right then, and she didn't need Ochako trying to force something.

 She could wait. And see, really. Maybe she and Midoriya will get together in the future! That would be… very nice to see.

"You won it all!" another of the passengers says. “That’s so cool, kid!”

"Uh... Uh..." Midoriya tries, looking around nervously. “Thanks.”

 “You have so much potential! Oh, this is your daughter? She’s so cute!” A woman says, cooing at Tomoe, who is just yawning. “Shouldn’t she be in daycare?”

 The woman speaking winced. She knew that answer now, of course.

 “Uh, there were issues at her last daycare. Both because of her mutation and her Quirk,” Midoriya says.

 “Damn, kid, that sucks,” a man says. He has a pair of wolf ears coming from his head and a tail. “I got my fair share of comments when I was a kid, including being banned due to other kids’ allergies from some places.”

 “It's all bullshit,” the man grumbled with a dirty look at the screen. It was bullshit.

 In another part of Japan, in a post office, a woman hummed. “Well… I know I'm allergic to cats, and there was a Quirked kid who set it off since she was a cat heteromorph, so it’s not always discrimination.”

 “Not wrong,” a coworker said, his extra three arms sorting the mail they were going through. Fan mail was picking up with everything going on, and unsurprisingly, a lot was going to Midoriya, All Might and Aizawa. “But at the same time, what if, despite the ears and tail, it was more human hair than animal?”

 “Also not wrong,” the first woman said. Her hair changed colours as she thought. “You know that girl also had a pet cat. The girl who set off my allergies.”

 “… I'm just gonna say that's like Mickey having a pet dog while his friend is one. Also a bit funny,” the man said. “So it could have been that. I know I was denied a few places due to a lack of uniform to fit me; never mind that we could have fixed it ourselves.”

 “So unless testing is done, which is expensive…” the woman paused before shaking her head. “No, no, that's just being a dick. It gets tested when they get registered, doesn’t it?”

 “It does.” The man agreed.

 “Well then,” the woman looked thoughtful as they kept working. She had a fair amount to think about. She'd never been discriminatory, or at least she hoped she'd never been to anyone. But she had thought the cat girl caused her allergies. But if she had a pet cat to…

 Ugh, she should look this stuff up.

 “Really? Oh, that's awful,” says the woman.

 “It happens,” Midoriya tells her. “Tomoe has a sort of puppetry Quirk and already they were calling her a villain.”

 “Only villains are those who discriminate against a cute kid.” The woman says darkly as the train pulls to a stop. Midoriya gets off and heads through the soft rain to UA.

"I feel like I'm barely awake," Midoriya says with a yawn.

"Good morning, Midoriya! Tomoe!" Iida says as he jogs past the two. He is fully dressed in a rain jacket.

"Ah... Whoa, Iida? You really went all out with the rain gear," Midoriya tells him as Tomoe makes some grabby hands at the boy who stops to take her stiffly.

 “Getting rain in my engines is unpleasant,” Tenya told the girls as he felt Midoriya tug his hair a little to show Eri his braids.

 “… okay how do you shower or bathe then?” Uraraka asked.

 “Leg guards,” he said with a shrug.

 “Huh.”

"Why on earth are you walking so slowly? You'll be late," Iida asks.

"Late? There’s still fifteen minutes until the first bell," Midoriya says with a laugh, though she does pick up speed.

"UA students should always arrive twenty minutes early, don't you think?" Iida states. The two friends jog into UA and begin to remove their rain gear. Tomoe is placed on a bench, where she curls up with a yawn.

 “Tomoe is so cute!” Toru cooed inside, smiling widely. The toddler was just so adorable; she wanted to squish her cheeks!

 Her phone buzzed, but she ignored it. It was probably her parents trying to harass her about making Midoriya give up Tomoe or something again.

 She didn't have time to deal with that when there was a cute baby to coo over.

"So, Iida. How are you?” Midoriya asks. Iida shakes his head.

"If it's about my brother, don't be concerned. I'm sorry if I made you worry. Everything'll be fine," Iida says calmly. Midoriya frowns.

 “Iida, don’t shut me out. You’re one of my best friends.” She says to him. He pauses, and his shoulders rise to his ears.

 “I am fine-“

 “Iida,” Midoriya hesitates but reaches out to place a hand on her friend’s arm. You don’t have to be fine.” He doesn’t look at her. Tomoe whines from the bench, and Iida glances at the toddler, his face tired. “I am here if you need me,” Midoriya says before she removes her hand to pick up her daughter.

 “We both are in the future,” Uraraka pointed at Iida with a scowl as Izumi finished a braid.

 “Don’t hide yourself away,” Hizashi said from his spot, braiding Shouta’s hair, too. “You need to lean on friends.”

 “Easier said than done,” Iida sighed. “I don't know what's going through future me’s head other than revenge.”

 “Which isn't a good idea since we’re kids, and going up against Stain is suicide,” Izumi pointed out.

 “I know.”

 Iida doesn’t say anything, but he manages to smile at Tomoe. It’s a very tired one, but there as the group walks to the classroom.

 "It's so weird that people recognize us from TV. Everyone wanted to talk to me on my way here," Ashido says, lifting her arms up in amazement.

"Yeah, me, too!" Kirishima agrees with a big smile.

"People on the street were staring at me! It was kind of embarrassing," Hagakure says.

"Sure, but isn't that pretty normal for you?" Ojiro asks.

"You won't believe what a bunch of elementary school brats yelled at me," Sero groans, leaning on his desk and nodding. Tsu smirks, leaning toward.

"Nice try?" She asks, causing Sero to make a rude gesture at her.

 “Oh, come on,” Hanta said as the class laughed.

 “No one is ever going to let you live it down,” Tsu told him, and he sighed.

 “Well, in this timeline-”

 “People will still know.”

 “Dammit.”

"All it took was one sports festival, and suddenly we're like celebrities," Kaminari says in amazement.

 Midoriya sets up the playpen to put Tomoe in. The toddler is obviously tired. The teenager frowns. She’s so tired still. Could she be going through more of a Quirk awakening? What else is there for her to get?

 “Well, that doctor said it was possible,” Izumi mused out loud. “Maybe a low-level empathy Quirk? If she can control a body, it makes sense she can feel emotions too.”

 “Oh, most likely,” agreed Uraraka.

 “Or something else related to the body,” Iida offered.

 “...Overhaul said my curse was bad,” Eri said softly. “But you love Tomoe’s… Quirk.” she looked at Izumi with big eyes. Uraraka’s hands froze from where she was braiding the child’s hair, looking pained.

 “Because there are no bad Quirks. Just bad people and you, Eri, aren’t bad,” Izumi told the little girl.

 “It made daddy vanish,” Eri said.

 “And my Quirk nearly made my daddy float into space,” Uraraka said. “I had to learn to control it, and it took a long time.”

 “Training is what every child needs for their Quirk. It doesn’t matter what it is; you need to know your own Quirk,” Izumi told Eri. The little girl looked lost, so the teens and adults didn’t press, letting her sit quietly.

"Morning," Aizawa says, walking into the classroom without bandages.

"Good morning, Aizawa-sensei!" the students reply as Izumi sits down.

"Ribbit? Aizawa-sensei, you don't have bandages anymore. That's good news," Asui says.

"The old lady went a little overboard in her treatment. Anyway. We have a big class today on Hero Informatics," Aizawa says as he rubs under his eye where a scar lays. The class mostly trades nervous looks as Bakugou glares at nothing, his shoulders tight.

“Don’t be a pop quiz, don’t be a pop quiz,” Kaminari mutters, Kirishima crossing his fingers, hoping for the same.

 “Aizawa doesn’t give pop quizzes,” Midnight says as she struts back into the common room. Shouta and Hizashi had the kids outside well in hand. “Oh sure, he’ll spring things on you, and he doesn’t believe in letting you kids do long-term planning until the second semester, but he never does pop quizzes. Those are my domain,” she smirks and winks at the class. A few boys flush, and a couple of the girls. Aww, cute.

 It always amazed her, sexual attraction. Being aromantic and asexual, Midnight struggled with understanding why teens were like that. Or why people were in general. She’s done it, but ugh. Gross. Give her cats, ice cream and a documentary, and she is happy.

 But the entire thing was shiny to look into. Why did some people find her breasts more attractive than her ass? Why was it the other way around for others? What was the obsession with wanting a woman to step on them? Why did some guys claim to want a submissive woman but hunt down independent ones? Why did people like BDSM?

 Midnight enjoyed researching it, even writing papers under another name.

 Still, she never let any student entertain being with her. She had confessions from nervous kids convinced she paid them close attention, but all she could say was, "Ew." She was upfront and honest. Sometimes, the kids were embarrassed to hell and back that they made such a huge mistake; other times, they got angry.

 Only once did someone try to make a claim she tried something. That was shot down hard. The media didn’t even get wind of it, with the parents trying to go to Nezu only for him to reveal everything. The parents had been pissed at their son.

 People like that brat made situations like Midoriya’s so worse, more so when no one believed them. Fake allegations were rare, luckily, but they happened enough that Midnight personally attributed anyone turned away because someone thought they were lying about being assaulted to these false accusations. Add in the whole ‘woman's bodies don’t belong to them’ bullshit, too, and you have why society still sucked in regards to the victims of sexual assault.

 “He seems like the guy to love pop quizzes,” Hagakure piped up.

 “He does, but he actually hates them. He’s fine throwing you into a fight with little preparedness as long as it’s safe enough, but he thinks tests like that need to be studied for,” Midnight told the class. It was true. Shouta was a softy like that.

"You need codenames. It's time to pick your hero identities," Aizawa says. The class falls silent before they cheer and jump up. Tomoe blinks at everyone from her playpen, looking grumpy and tired, but she cheers along with them.

 “HOLY SHIT!” the future class 1A cheered as outside Uraraka let out a squeal of excitement, startling Eri.

 “Huh?” the girl jumped.

 “Sorry, Eri! It's just—we get our hero names!” Uraraka cheered. Eri blinked at the teenager, frowning.

 “Like… Limitless?”

 “Yeah,” Limitless said, smiling at her as Aizawa seemed to be hiding an eye roll. Did he not like hero names?

 “It’s a codename,” Aizawa said. Eri looked at him curiously as the teens glanced at him, too. “In the first day of Quirks they were used to keep identities secret, given how people reacted to Quirks then. Now they're used to market themselves.”

 “Or in the case of undergrounds like Sho here, to also protect their identity. Few people… well before connected him to Eraserhead.” Yamada said.

 “I am known for my distaste of limelight heroics, which yes, I know I need to work on, Hizashi,” Aizawa said to his husband, who beamed at the black-haired man. But hero codename classes are… difficult to get people to take seriously.”

 “They pick really stupid names?” Limitless asked. “Like Pinhead?”

 “Or a sidekick at my brother’s agency who goes by... Well, a curse word.” Iida glanced at Eri, who frowned.

 “Like fuck or shit?” she had to know. Uraraka began giggling while Limitless snickered.

 “… he goes by Fuckface. I believe it was a bet,” Iida snorted, and that caused the group to laugh, with Yamada mentioning he knew the guy.

 Eri smiled, surrounded by laughter. It was nice.

 Much better than Overhaul.

 Aizawa rolls his eyes before activating his quirk. The students all sit back down, quiet. "This is related to the pro hero draft picks that I mentioned the last time we were in class together. Normally, students in the first year don’t get many offers. Not until their second or third year, actually, but your class is different. In fact, by extending offers to first-years like you, pros are essentially investing in your potential. Any offers can be rescinded if their interest in you dies down before graduation, though," Aizawa tells them.

 Bakugou growls, clenching his fists and causing some of the class to side-eye him.

"So, what you're saying is, we'll still have to prove ourselves after we've gotten recruited?" Hagakure asks.

 “Correct. Along with this, though, we have a new student.” Aizawa nods to the door, which opens to reveal Shinsou. “He will be on a strict training program to get him to where you lot are and will be tested at the end of the semester if his transfer is worthy.”

 Hitoshi grinned at the screen, his dad patting his shoulder as they drove to UA, where Nezu was waiting. He’d have to work hard to keep up with the others, especially when it came to physical training, but he’d managed to bulk up quickly in the future. Not that he knew how it had been possible.

 Was it something from his mother’s family? He’d never met them, but the idea that there was some leftover mutation from an ancestor wasn’t an impossible thought. His dad often talked about how random mutations might continue through the generations. Any of his future classmates (in the hero course, how cool was that?) with a mutation not connected to their Quirk could have had their parents pass it on. Like that Koda guy. Or maybe Ashido?

 Hitoshi decided not to focus on that, though, as they approached UA. It was almost time.

 “Hello,” Shinsou says as Midoriya pumps a fist.

 “Yes!” She says.

 “Hito!” Tomoe cheers, too, and Shinsou grins a little, looking very happy. Bakugou snarls and causes Ashido to give him a nasty look.

 “Oh shut up, Blasty,” she says.

 “Ashido,” Aizawa says.

 “Name calling, no matter what isn’t allowed,” both Aizawa and Midnight said. Mina only heard the latter.

 “He doesn’t-”

 “Don’t stoop to his level,” Jirou interjected. Mina winced, having to admit that was right. Sure, he was a complete jerk, but calling him names as he called them wasn’t cool.

 She could probably think of them, though!

The pink girl quiets down. The teacher looks over the students before moving Shouji to sit where Mineta had been. Shinsou takes that spot, so there is some distance between Bakugou. "Now, here are the totals for those of you who got offers. In past years, it's been more spread out. In past years, it's been more spread out. But there's a pretty big gap this time," Aizawa informs them, pressing a button on a remote to cause the screen to extend from the ceiling and the numbers to appear.

 Todoroki: 4,123.

Midoriya: 4,100.

Shinsou: 500

Tokoyami: 360

Iida: 301

Yaoyorozu: 108.

Uraraka: 100.

Asui: 90

Sero: 14.

Ashido: 12

Kirishima: 10.

Kaminari: 8

"Gah! That's not fair," Kaminari says.

 “Yeah!” Denki pouted at the screen. “Why am I last?” he didn’t look at Ashido, who was also thrown out in the first round, or Kirishima. But he did think about it.

 “Any reason,” Midnight informed him. “Heroes often look for certain things in their students. Admittedly, your showing…”

 “Wasn’t great,” Denki shook his head. He got it; he did. It didn't feel good, though.

 Around Japan, similar conversations were starting up. Heroes discussed what would have impressed them over others.

 “I mean,” Pause began, the sidekick tilting back in her chair. “I’d love to get a hold of Shinsou for his Quirk. I think we’d do well training him.”

 “He’s not that impressive,” Blind Spot said.

 “Oh?” Pause asked.

 “I’d rather go with someone who was already in the hero course. Such as Koda,” Blind Spot shrugged. “I know then he’s worked his ass off already and isn’t rushing to play catch up. Perhaps it’s cruel but I would rather work with someone who put in the effort before with a non-physical Quirk compared to afterwards.”

 “You don’t have a physical Quirk. Hell, neither do I,” Pause pointed out.

 “And we both worked our fingers to the bone to get where we are now, both of us got into our hero courses,” Blind Spot shook her head. “Might just be bias though.”

 “Better be dude, Shinsou’s done really well for himself,” Pause frowned at her boss, unhappy with the other woman’s words. On one hand, she got it. She did. Shinsou dropped the ball and only began working towards his goal fully afterwards.

 On the other hand, he was an angry teenager. Even if all he got were snide comments or remarks about not using his Quirk on them from other kids, it could still wear you down. The assumption that since you have such a Quirk you’ll automatically use it on people is painful. Pause, with her own Quirk, knew that feeling.

 Other heroes debated over who they would prefer as an intern. Hawks, on patrol, even got asked by a reporter.

 “Oh, Tokoyami,” Hawks said instantly.

 “Why?” asked the reporter.

 “Birds,” Hawks said, playing into his persona. It was the truth though. There were very few avian Quirked people out there. It would be nice to impart some wisdom to one.

 “Asui and Shouji,” Selkie told Sirius as they drove the boat to Dagobah beach. “Those are the two I’d like to have under my wing.”

 “Makes sense,” Sirius nodded. “Asui for her suitability in water, Shouji for his mutation.”

 “Us extreme heteromorphs stick together,” Selkie said.

"What about the real star? Moi?" Aoyama asks, crossing his arms as the others all begin complaining.

"Todoroki got the most, ahead of Midoriya?" Jirou asks.

"Yeah, it's the opposite of how they placed in the festival," Kirishima remarks.

 “Nepotism,” Todoroki announces dryly. “My father makes me an attractive option.”

 That got a fair amount of cursing and complaints from everyone watching. Enji, sitting in his office still, frowned. He did not like the sound of Shouto only getting ahead because of him. Enji honed his masterpiece’s strength, but it was Shouto’s power.

 The hero did not acknowledge his hypocrisy at that moment. He was too busy angry over Creepy and his actions, mixed in with the assurance that he had not been harming his family. It was training and focusing on his masterpiece.

 Elsewhere, Dabi snorted to himself. Poor Shouto, the little brat, having to deal with the fame of a hero father. Little fucker.

 “Well, that's dumb,” Kaminari says.

"People want us!" Uraraka says as she goes to shake Iida’s shoulders, grinning. She looks at the boy when he barely reacts before turning to Midoriya. “You got so many!”

“I did,” Midoriya says in surprise.

 “I really did, wow,” Izumi laughed, unable to stop her admiration of it. She had impressed that many people? That seemed unbelievable to think about.

 "Despite these results, you'll all be interning with pros. Got it? Even those of you who didn't get any offers," Aizawa says.

 “How is that?” Hagakure asks.

"We provide packets of heroes who all have open slots for you to choose from, agencies we have worked with before,” Aizawa says. “You already got to experience combat with real villains during the attack on the USJ facility. But it'll still be helpful to see pros at work. Up close and personal, in the field,” he smirks as he clicks his remote to reveal what they will do today.

 Hero Names, is written on the board, causing the class to cheer, even Bakugou looking excited despite his anger.

"And for us to go into the field, we need hero names!" Sato says

"Things are suddenly getting a lot more fun!" Uraraka says excitedly.

"These hero names will likely be temporary, but take them seriously or..." Aizawa starts.

"... you'll have hell to pay later! What you pick today could be your codename for life. You better be careful, or you'll be stuck with something utterly indecent," Midnight finishes as she opens the classroom door to strut inside. She is wearing tight jeans and a sweater that hugs her figure, smirking at the class.

"It's Midnight!" the class cheers.

 “Who isn't in the weird bodysock thing,” Midoriya thinks. “I think Shouta says she lost a bet, but she isn't going to wear it other than for PR purposes now.”

 “Good, that thing is ugly,” a fair amount of people agreed. Some disagreed, liking how it hugged the woman’s body.

 Squirt leaned back in his chair, thinking. He and Midnight weren’t close. His sibling had been her friend over him, and before… everything, Squirt had barely paid attention to the woman. He was gay, very gay, and her sexiness did nothing but make his nose wrinkle. The few times Info Dropper brought the woman around, Squirt hadn’t even talked to her. It was before he stopped talking at all, and he knew he’d been a chatterbox then, though careful about saying names.

 His Quirk was a name-based one like ID’s, after all.

 Tapping his fingers together, he grabbed some paper and began to draw. Midnight needed a better outfit; he’d probably get to know her better now. A little brother not paying attention to his sibling’s older friends was one thing, but he’d get to know her as an adult.

 Maybe he should make some actual friends instead of just people who pretended to like him for the fame his name gave them or the connections to heroes he brought around.

"Yeah. She's got a good point. Midnight is going to have final approval over your names. It's not my forte," Aizawa says, grabbing his sleeping bag.

The screen goes black, and the words "In Shota Aizawa's case" appear before changing to show a high school-aged Aizawa and Present Mic in their classroom.

"Hm? So you haven't decided on a codename yet?" Mic asks.

"It doesn't matter what I choose. I don't wanna be in the spotlight anyway," Aizawa replies.

"Bro. I got it! How about Eraserhead?!" Mic asks.

"Sure, whatever," Aizawa shrugs with a roll of his eyes.

 “Awww,” a few people cooed at the idea of Aizawa choosing the name his husband gave him. Miss Joke, though, sulked a little.

 Another reminder of the countless red flags she ignored. Sure, Aizawa hadn’t said anything, but she really should have seen that he wasn’t interested sooner. She knew this story, and it never stood out to her! Ugh.

"The name you give yourself is important. It helps reinforce your image and shows what kind of hero you wanna be in the future. A codename tells people exactly what you represent. Take All Might, for example," Aizawa says as the screen returns to the current class.

 Midnight goes around passing out whiteboards as she lectures the class. “Now hero names first started as a way to hide your identity…”

“All Might... Ah. My hero name... I need something that embodies the kind of hero I wanna be one day,” Midoriya thinks as she grabs a whiteboard.

 “Hero names tend to be short and punchy with a title in front. Such as my ‘R-Rated Hero: Midnight,’” the older woman says to the class. “While you certainly can try to use a sentence, I suggest against it. The media and others will find a way to shorten it to make it easier for them. Stick to two or three words.”

 The screen shows her lecturing, writing on the board, shaking her head, or nodding when the kids ask questions, though no voice is spoken. Eventually, the teenagers are shown writing things down while on the board are notes; avoid Quirk names for safety reasons, underground heroes need them vague, and swearing isn't good.

“I didn’t know that.”

 “Wait, do people actually use swear words?”

 “Cool!”

 “We can’t use our Quirk names?” Kyoka asked Midnight.

 “It’s not a good idea. Oftentimes, Quirk names can give away what your powers do, and that can lead to deaths or worse,” she told the girl, who nodded in understanding.

After a few minutes, Midnight asks, "Now, students, who among you is ready to share?" Aizawa is asleep in his sleeping bag next to her.

“We're presenting these?” Kirishima thinks, gripping his whiteboard wide-eyed.

“Oh, great! Who's got the balls to go first?” Sero thinks. He’s answered by Aoyama, who walks to the front.

 “Hold your breath,” he says to the class. “The Shining Hero: Can’t Stop Twinkling!”

 If this had been an anime, most of Japan would have sweat drops staring at the name. Chloe slapped her face as she groaned at her little brother. Seriously?

 The class all collapse, rolling their eyes as Midnight shakes her head.

 “That sort of title is a bit too much. They will shorten it,” she says.

 “Yeah, to Twink,” Ashido jokes. Aoyama makes a face.

 “And I'm not one, so I should change it…”

 “There is no way you’re not one,” Ashido shoots back—Aoyama winks, making Ashido’s mouth drop. “There is no way!” she says as he goes back to think about it more.

 “You are so a twink!” Minda pointed at Aoyama, who smirked.

 “I assure you I am not,” he teased.

 “Wait, how would you know that?” Kaminari asked. Aoyama just winked, confusing the boy a bit more, as did others. A few, though, understood and covered their faces with their hands, trying not to laugh.

 An ex-boyfriend of Aoyama, who watched the thing on a live stream, snorted. Yeah, he wasn’t a twink. The guy was pretty built under his fancy clothing, and his other temperaments weren’t that twinkish either.

 “Do you wish to present?” Midnight asks the girl, smirking.

 “Yeah!” Ashido beams. She stands up and heads to the front of the room. "My code name: Alien Queen!" Ashido shows the hero's name.

"Hold on. Like that horrible monster with the acidic blood? I don't think so," Midnight tells her.

 “Just because you're scared of the movies,” Aizawa pipes up. Midnight sighs, looking out at the class.

 “Am I the only one with that reaction?”

 “Uhh yeah,” says Sero. “I didn't even know of a villain with that name.”

 “Hearing Alien Queen doesn't make me think of Predator,” Kaminari chimes in.

 “Alright,” Midnight says. Ashido pumps a fist and goes to sit down.

 “YES!” Mina jumped up to dance around. “Alien Queen is here to kick ass and take names!”

 “You don’t like the movies?” Kaminari asked Midnight, who sighed.

 “No, I don’t, but it is a bias, I see. I’ll work on it,” she allowed. Honestly, the movies were old enough that even with the remake twenty years back, it should be fine.

 “That’s a good name,” civilians were saying. “Nice punch.”

 “Yeah! I like it!”

 The class is getting more excited now as Tsu holds a hand up.

 “Is it okay if I go next, ribbit?”

"Come on up!" Midnight replies, letting the frog girl stand and move to the front.

"I've had this name in mind since grade school. Rainy Season Hero: Froppy!" Asui says, showing off her whiteboard.

"That's delightful! It makes you sound approachable. What a great example of a name everyone will love!" Midnight tells her. Ashido makes a face but joins in with chanting alongside the rest of the class.

"Froppy! Froppy! Froppy! Froppy!" the class cheers.

 The chant is repeated with a fair amount of Japan, including the future class 1A. Tsu’s siblings also got involved, cheering their sister’s future name.

 “That’s adorable,” Selkie laughed. “I want her as an intern even more now!” He made his trademark cute pose, making Sirius groan.

 “Boss…”

 Kirishima stands up and goes to the front of the room, beaming. "I've got mine, too. The Sturdy Hero: Red Riot!" Kirishima reveals his board with a grin.

"Red Riot? Interesting. You're paying homage to the Chivalrous Hero, Crimson Riot, yes?" Midnight asks.

"That's right. He may be kind of old school, but someday, I wanna be just like he was. Crimson is my idol," Kirishima replies.

"Hm. If you're bearing the name of someone you admire, you have that much more to live up to," Midnight warns him. “Old Crimson doesn't mind when people use part of his name or draw inspiration like some do, but you have to be ready for the challenge.

"I accept the challenge," Kirishima says firmly.

 Eijiro beamed on the screen, grinning at the approval of his name.

 “That’s so cool, dude!” Sero said, pumping a fist.

 “Yeah!” Ashido agreed. “That’s epic!”

 “Nice name Kirishima!” was the general reaction of the class. It was a similar reaction among the population, people all admiring his wish.

 One of them smiled. “I wonder if I can get his mailing address,” a retired hero murmured to himself, wincing as he carefully moved his arm. Damn injuries. “Bet he’d be happy to get an autograph,” the former hero Crimson Riot smiled.

 “Thats so cool,” Midoriya thinks. She giggles for a second. “Man I'm not going to take inspiration from All Might though, no matter how I used to think Lady Might was cool.” the scene changes to show a younger Midoriya in an All Might onesie with her mother. It’s before her diagnosis and she looks so happy.

 “Mama!” the little girl waves a piece of paper.

 “Oh no,” Izumi groaned, covering her face. Iida and Uraraka laughed, smiling at her.

 “I called myself Ingenium Jr.” Iida told her.

 “I called myself Fourteen,” Uraraka said. Izumi felt better at that, but why show this?

 "Ah. You want me to help you pick out your hero name?" Mrs. Midoriya asks as she takes the paper to go and sit on the couch.

"Yeah! I can't decide which one I like most!" Midoriya tells her.

 "Let's see here. There's Lady Might and Might Girl. Oh, All Might Junior?" Mrs. Midoriya asks.

"That's me!" Midoriya says, striking a pose.

"Lady Might or Captain All Might. Ooh, I like Super All Might!" Mrs. Midoriya laughs.

"Super!" Midoriya yells.

"Super!" Mrs. Midoriya cheers as she picks up her daughter to spin her around. 

 “Awww,” was the general consensus. Toshinori felt his face warm as he laughed, happy his successor had looked up to him so much even back then. A few felt sad though. Civilians saw how Mrs. Midoriya was once, how she had supported her daughter before her diagnosis.

 “Where did it go wrong?” Mitsuki wondered out loud. Masaru looked at his wife in confusion. “When did Inko start… hurting Izumi?” Mitsuki clarified.

 “I don’t know,” Masaru said, looking at the screen. “Even if it wasn’t physical…”

 “I remember us being so happy to have our kids the same age. Oh sure, we joked about them falling in love, but that is a fucking joke right now in itself,” Mitsuki glared at nothing, the spike of anger at her son aching in her heart. “But she wanted to give Izumi the world. Instead, she hurt Izumi in fear. I knew about her being a populationist, sure, and I figured she’d be going on about compatibility and shit later, but…”

 “You never expected how it turned out?” Masaru asked.

 “Never,” Mitsuki said. “I mean… I don’t know. I knew Inko wasn’t okay. But I just…” she sighed. “I don’t know. And now she’s dead.”

 Inko was dead. It hit her then. Her best friend was dead. Her husband murdered her. The anger and sadness flared up, but he was struck down by the horrifying thought that he did it because Inko hurt their daughter.

 That was the chilling thought. He did it out of love. But also was a big-time villain. Mistuki hated him but also understood it. Inko’s abuse of Izumi wasn’t physical, and perhaps, given time, they could have had a reconciliation. A remaking of their family. Inko showed she had realized she was wrong.

Or could it have? Mitsuki remembered her mother. She’d been a bystander in the abuse Mitsuki faced from her father. The woman was just there.

 She’d contacted Mitsuki three years back, just by email. Mitsuki had been unable to respond. The pain in her heart was too much. Even years later, even after the therapy Mitsuki went through (and maybe she should go back to it now, not slap on the label of things being fine), she still felt too angry at her mother.

 They would never know now, though, because Inko was dead.

 The screen moves back to show Midoriya looking sad. “Mom…” she shakes her head.

"I loved coming up with all those names. They never failed to put a smile on my face back then. But... I’m not him. I am me, and I can never be him. I can’t be the hero he is, not without sacrificing myself," Midoriya thinks as she stares at her whiteboard. “But I also want a name that describes me. How I am. I want a name to mean something…” She frowns and stares at her whiteboard as other students speak.

"Man. I still haven't been able to think of anything that's cool enough," Kaminari says. Jirou grins, opening her mouth but closing it.

“I’m not going to be a bully,” she thinks. “But it could be a good name…” she reaches out to tap him on his shoulder.

 "Hey, I've got one. How does Jammingway sound to you?" Jirou asks.

 “Oh, I like that!” Kaminari said though he frowned. “Is this a reference to my whey mode, though?”

 “A bit, sorry,” Kyoka winced. “Or I assume so. But it is a good name,” she pointed out.

 “Yeah, like-” Kaminari was cut off by the screen, which said what he was going to say.

"Ha! It's like Hemmingway, who wrote 'A Farewell to Arms,' right? Real clever. I like it," Kaminari says thoughtfully. “And includes my electricity, but I don’t just jam things…”

 “... I feel like I should get Cementoss to come and talk to you if you like that stuff,” Midnight said. Elsewhere in the school, said hero had perked up. A student liking Hemmingway?

 He needed to meet that kid.

 “It’s just a thought,” Jirou says. “Though I wonder what to use for mine. I was going to go with my Quirk name, but Midnight-sensei is right that it can be a security risk.”

 “Well, what about something the opposite? Like.. Silent or something?” Kaminari says. Jirou nods slowly, writing something down on her board. She stands up to present it.

 “The Recon Hero: Silence,” she announces.

 “That’s a good one!” Midnight says. “While most would be able to guess part of your Quirk from one look at you, adding Silence can throw them off, so they are unaware of your ability to use your heartbeat!”

 “Wooo!” the class cheered. Kaminari grinned at Jirou, who laughed and nodded at the boy.

 “Nice name,” Sato told her. She smiled at him.

 “Thanks, Sato.”

 Elsewhere, others were talking about how cool it was. It sounded like a perfect name for her.

 Shoji is shown to have replaced Jirou. “The Tentacle Hero: Tentacole.”

"Oh, I like what you're doing with that. A nice portmanteau," Midnight tells him before the screen changes to Sero showing his hero name.

"The Taping Hero: Cellophane!" Sero announces.

"That's on the nose. But it’s catchy and fun! Good work!" Midnight says.

 The class cheered for the names, with the kids outside coming in. Then, Eri nervously hid behind Izumi. None of the students reacted too much, all catching onto the defensive posture and how the girl was clutching Izumi’s pants.

 “Nice names, guys!” Izumi told the class, everyone grinning.

 “Ooo! We should make Twitter accounts with them!” Ashido suddenly squealed. That prompted a dash for their phones, and Midnight quickly talked about PR concerns. Izumi led Eri to the couch, and the two sat beside one another.

 “Don’t worry, they’re nice,” the teen whispered, adjusting Tomoe in her arms. Eri nodded slowly.

 She knew they were friendly; she saw them on the screen. But it was still scary.

"Martial Arts Hero: Tailman," Ojiro says, standing before the class.

 “Try again,” Midnight says. “Tailman isn't bad, but it’s not great either. Actually, most ‘man’ names have even been taken by other heroes if I remember right.”

 “There is a Taleman in Europe, but his Quirk is different,” Midoriya offers. Midnight nods at the girl in remembrance. Ojiro nods and moves to sit down. Sato quickly erases his board with a sigh.

 “I was thinking Sugarman,” the student admitted.

 “Not bad, but it has been used,” Midnight said. “Adding ‘man’ to a hero name has been done since before Quirks. The list goes on: Spider-Man, Superman, Iron Man, Batman, Plastic Man.”

 “Taleman in Europe has a Quirk that when he reads out a book, he can force people into ‘roles,’” Izumi mused. “Like if he read a fairy tale like Kintaro, he could put people in those roles. His wife writes short stories he uses.”

 “That sounds devious,” Tokoyami said. “To be able to control people like that with the written word.”

 “Yeah, he found out by reading some fairy tale as a kid,” Izumi said. “Apparently, he had to finish it, and they were lucky it wasn’t one where the bad guy died in the end.” The whole class shuddered at that thought.

 They were lucky he was on their side.

 "Stun Gun Hero. I am Chargebolt. Electric, don't ya think?" Kaminari asks, standing at the front of the room with a giant grin.

"Ooo! Very!" Midnight says.

"The Stealth Hero: Invisible Girl!" Hagakure announces.

"That is a little too close to an old comic book hero. Maybe try again?" Midnight asks. Hagakure nods.

 “Damn,” the invisible girl snapped her fingers.

 “You also don’t want to add girl anyway,” Midoriya told her. “I mean, what happens when you’re an adult? Imagine the patronizing.” All the females in the room, including Midnight, winced in horror.

 “I can imagine it,” Toru grumbled, just seeing some old male hero going, ‘There’s a good girl’ or something. Or someone saying, stand aside, girlie. Ugh. “Thanks for preventing that mistake, Midnight-sensei.”

 “Of course, that’s what the class is for!” Their teacher beamed.

Yaoyarozu walks up next with her board.

 "I hope that I can live up to this name. The Everything Hero. I'm Pandora!" Yaoyorozu looks at Uraraka and Midoriya, who beam at her, obviously understanding where she’d taken inspiration.

 Both girls beamed at the taller one, who smiled back amidst the cheers.

"Great classic reference!” Midnight says as Todoroki get us. He barely has a second to present his name before Midnight shakes her head. “You are not just using your name. Try again.”

 “Fine,” Todoroki moves back to his seat. Shinsou gets up then to present his.

 “Blink,” the purple teen says.

 “Oo! I like it!” Midnight beams. “Like Jirou’s, it's a misdirection from your Quirk!”

 “I like it, Hitoshi.”

 “Thanks, Dad.”

"Jet-Black Hero: Tsukuyomi," Tokoyami announces next, the screen changing to show him dramatically posing as Dark Shadow looms.

"Ah, God of the night!" Midnight says. Kouda stands next, and he signs his name.

 "Petting Hero: Anima." Midnight translates out loud, clapping. “I love it!”

"King Explosion Murder," Bakugo announces from the front of the class. Everyone groans as Midnight sighs.

"I'm gonna say that one's a little too violent," Midnight tells him.

"Huh, whaddaya mean?" Bakugo demands.

 “You’re trying to be a hero while yelling about murder,” Jirou says dryly. Bakugou glares at her but stomps off as Uraraka stands up.

 Katsuki crossed his arms, glaring. The pun was perfect! What the hell were they on about?

 “That kid,” a few civilians muttered, making faces. Wanting murder in his name? Seriously? What kind of hero wanted that?

 Stain scoffed, glaring at the screen. That child was indeed a false hero. Only wanting the fame of it. He would not kill him; killing children wasn’t worth it. But a maiming could help…

 "Okay. My turn," Uraraka whispers to herself, walking to the front of the room. "This is the name I thought of, Uravity!" she declares, showing off her whiteboard.

"I just love that!" Midnight tells her.

"Whew!" Uraraka sighs in relief as she walks back to her seat. Midoriya flashes a thumbs up that’s returned.

 “You’re all doing well, not nearly as many refusals as I’ve had before,” Midnight says. “Of the originals who need to present, we have Iida Sato and Midoriya,” she nods at the three. “Then we have Todoroki, Ojiro, Aoyama and Hagakure.”

 Iida clutches the board, not looking up as the screen moves to show him sitting by his brother’s bedside. All around the older man are beeping hospital machines. 

"Tenya. I wasn't sure if I wanted to say anything yesterday. But, I... I can't feel my legs. They're useless," Ingenium croaks out.

 “NO!” Tenya blurted out, staring at the screen in horror. He couldn’t believe it. Tensei… Tensei was paralyzed? “There has to be something; it can’t-” he shook his head, hands shaking. Shouta came to place a hand on his shoulder, but the teenager barely noticed, too busy feeling himself break.

 Tensei couldn’t be like that. It couldn’t happen; none of it could.

 In Hosu, Tensei himself stopped, staring at the screen. He felt his face pale as Native reached to clasp his shoulder, much like his brother was being supported.

 “Easy Ingenium,” Native muttered. “Easy.”

 “I…” Tensei swallowed. “I always thought I’d die or retire at age forty when I slowed down.”

 “You will now; we won’t let this happen, I promise,” Native said.

 Many people were covering their mouths, horrified. Stain only felt a slight pang. He’d been wrong in the future and cost the world a hero. But… no, no, he had to be right. There was something else.

 His views were perfect. He couldn’t be wrong. The only true hero was All Might and maybe Limitless. Everyone else was trash; they were just fakes in it for merch and the like. Stain stomped past a sign promoting All Might bags, barely noticing it as he glared at one with Ingenium on it. More had been popping up the last few hours. All thanks to the hero capitalizing on Limitless’ story. How pathetic was it? 

 He was led astray perhaps, but he still did the right thing. He knew it.

"What? No!” Iida says, standing up. “There are other doctors- we-”

 “Asked ID. They ran through each doctor and the only one possibly able to help… they live to far away. They have a time window and they won’t be able to make it in time.” Ingenium sighs. “My hero time is over.”

"No! You still have so many people to help and inspire, brother. This can't be true," Iida says, shaking his head.

"I'm sorry. I'm afraid it is. That's why I want you to take the name Ingenium," the hero tells his brother.

 Tenya choked, eyes watering. No, he couldn’t. He blindly moved to sit on the couch next to Eri and Midoriya, the two looking at him worriedly. Tomoe was still asleep, and Tenya stared at her. A horrible thought occurred.

 Midoriya, in the same position as Tensei with Tomoe carrying her name. Maybe even One for All to.

 How… how was this just? How could Stain do that? How could he decide Tensei was trash? That he was worthy of death?

 This man was nothing, just another villain like Shigaraki or Midoriya’s father. Wanting to do what they wanted without care.

 Tenya’s hands balled into fists. He wouldn’t let it happen. He would make sure of it. He would not let Stain claim Tensei’s career. He would not let it happen.

 Even if he had to kill the man first.

The screen goes back to the classroom, showing Iida refusing to look up.

"Will you do that? For me, Tenya," Ingenium asks, his voice echoing.

 ‘I… I can’t…’ Iida thinks, shaking his head. “Midnight-sensei, can I have some time?”

 The teacher purses her lips, nodding slowly. The class all trade looks, even Bakugou not saying a thing before Aoyama stands up again.

 “I am the Dazzling Hero: Starlight!” he says.

 “Magnifique!” Yuuga beamed. He really liked the name; it felt perfect. He looked at his fellow students, who were congratulating him, and a sense of horror struck him.

 He was going to be a spy. He would be reporting to All for One. He would be betraying them. Yet here they were, cheering him on. Only years of acting camps and drama lessons (and he suddenly realized why he was signed up for them with the sickening twist his classmates would one-day feel) kept it off his face.

 What would he do? What about Chloe? Hayato? His niece and nephew?

 What could he do?

 “It's beautiful!” Midnight cheers as Sato also gets up.

 “I’m the hero: Sugar Time!” he grins. “And it's a built-in catchphrase,” he jokes.

 “I will pay you to shout that and go into battle,” Jirou says.

 “Bet!” Sato points at her as the other students laugh.

 “Oh yes, please.”

 “I love that idea.” civilians laughed, imagining it. Some heroes were even chuckling, imagining the teenager bursting on the scene shouting that.

 “It works!” Midnight cheers.

 Ojiro gets up and then declares himself K.O. for knockout. It is permitted with a cheer as Hagakure goes next.

 “Prism!” she cheers. The class applauds, and then Midoriya stands up. She walks to the front of the class and reveals it. Limitless.

 No one stopped cheering, smiling widely at the screen. There it was. The name, the name she would choose for herself.

 Izumi felt her face nearly burst; her smile was so broad that everyone cheered. Tomoe didn’t twitch oddly, but maybe she was just tired. Eri was bouncing, as even Iida managed a cheer, as ragged as it was.

 Her name was there. This was one of her milestones, her hero name. Limitless because that’s what she was.

 What she always had been.

 The tears started and didn’t stop, but no one seemed to mind.

 “That’s…” Midnight blinks. “A very heavy title.”

 “I was born Quirkless,” Midoriya says. “I was out down constantly my whole life for it, and everyone has treated me like trash. They said I wouldn't be a hero. That I wasn't like them. Getting a quirk… coming here… someone told me I was limitless,” she glances at Aizawa, who looks a little stunned. “I want to remind myself and others of that.”

 “Well then… I love it!” Midnight gives a thumbs up, grinning. Midoriya beams and turns to smile at Aizawa, who hides his face in his scarf.

 “Problem child,” he grumbles. It gets a laugh as she goes to sit back down.

 The screen changes to show the small form of All Might frowning at something in his hand. “This just came in for Midoriya?” he asks.

 “It did,” Cementoss says. “I never heard of a Gran Torino, and she has a lot of offers, so I wondered if I should give it to her.”

 “Hold it back,” All Might says. ‘Gran Torino is too rough for her now… but I got to talk to him, don’t I?’ the hero shudders.

 Toshinori sighed, his cheer gone. Gran Torino. Meanwhile, Sorahiko flinched, his gaze dropping down.

 Fuck. It looked like he would need to do this, wouldn’t he?

 He walks away to grab his cell phone and duck into an empty meeting room attached to the staff room, dialling a number.

 “Hello?” an older man says over the phone.

 “Sensei?” All Might asks as the screen changes back to the classroom, where everyone groans at Bakugou’s new name.

 “Lord Explosion Murder!” he glares at the groans.

 “Are you joking me?!” Kyoka threw her hands up, mimicked by a lot of Japan. How bad was this kid?

 Katsuki glared harder at the screen, not happy. He didn’t see anything wrong with it! It was powerful and cool! It was great!

 “Dude, the entire issue is the murder!” Jirou throws her arms out. He gives her a nasty look but moves to sit down as Midnight shakes her head.

 “Would you like some time to Todoroki? You, Iida and Bakugou run the risk of being named by the papers,” she warns.

 “I’m not sure what I want,” Todoroki says. Midnight nods, moving on with the lesson.

 “Now, as said, these aren't hard yes or no names. I changed my name three times as a teenager, and I’ve known people who changed their hero codename as an adult. You may also gain a second name, such as if you work with a hero team with a theme such as the Fae Court,” Midnight lectures. “Some names won’t stick, and some will, but they are beacons for how you want to be as a hero.”

 The screen goes back to All Might.

 “-you would hurt her too much.”

 “I wouldn't hurt that kid-”

 “You hurt me.” All Might says. He clenches a hand. “I was hurting when Nana died, and you just did not care. You let your own hurt and grief get in the way.”

 Everyone watching froze. Melissa dropped the wrench she held, staring in horror at her uncle-father-whatever. Did he…

 “All Might was abused?” snarled Stain.

 It couldn’t be. It couldn’t be true.

 He… no.

 “… I did, yeah. I did that.” the voice sighs. “I fucked up badly. I… you needed a teacher who…”

 “I won't deny I am who I am because of you, sensei, but I also know me being terrified of you for years is wrong,” All Might says.

 “I know Nana would try to murder me for some of my shit,” the voice laughs. “I stand by the sharks.”

 “Of course,” All Might rolls his eyes, though he is half smiling.

 “I’m sorry, Toshinori. I messed up and it's on me what I did,” the other man on the phone says.

 “… that’s what I needed to hear.” All Might says. “For now. I think we need this face-to-face.”

 “Agreed. I gotta apologize a lot more, and we need to talk about how we’re going forward, you zygote,” the other man teases cautiously. All Might laughs, half smiling.

 “Aye,” Toshinori said. His shoulders dropped when the old man apologized, and his heart lightened.

 He couldn’t describe it. It wasn’t like young Midoriya and her mother, and to be fair, he would never say ‘if they had a reason you understand it’s okay’ to anyone to make them forgive their abuser, but…

 Gran Torino had apologized, and he had a reason. Grief wasn’t pretty, and All Might could hardly blame the man for hurting. He never apologized either, so… hearing it made All Might understand. He promised to talk about it, acknowledging he would do it. That was what made it real. Not a ‘sorry for everything’ but never a promise to change. An acceptance of the blame and knowing it was on you. That was an apology.

 If Gran Torino didn’t change and act better, All Might would walk away again. He would know the older man didn’t mean it.

 But if he tried, he would have.

 Sorahiko covered his eyes, trying not to cry. His son forgave him, and he accepted it. His heart felt light.

 He would make sure he was worthy of this. He’d change everything; he’d work himself to the bone. He would make sure he was worthy.

 A few tears escaped, and Sorahiko gave up the fight. He was going to cry.

 ‘We aren’t okay yet. It’s going to take more than just a sorry. But it's a start. We’ll see if he changes or stays the same. That's how we know people change: when they try their best to keep it up.’

The screen flips back to the classroom, where people are finishing their notes. Aizawa is now standing by Midnight.

 "Now that everyone's decided on their hero names, we can discuss your upcoming internships. They'll last for one week. As for who you'll be working with, those of you who were on the board will choose from among your offers. Everyone else will have a different list. You have a lot to think about. Around 40 agencies across the country have agreed to take on interns from your class. Each agency has a different specialty that its heroes focus on. Keep that in mind," he tells them.

"Imagine you were Thirteen. You'd want to choose a place that focuses on rescuing people, not fighting villains. Understand?" Midnight looks around the room to make sure they do. “But then again, this is also your first internship. You don't have to stay with them forever, and I highly suggest checking out other styles of hero work.” Midnight advises.

 “It is a good idea to check out a branch you haven't been exposed to if you want. It is your first year, and another internship week like this occurs in the next two semesters. Then, after you get your provisional licenses for the second year, there will be two each semester or more, depending on if you end up signing on for an extended period of time,” Aizawa says.

 “I had six different places I interned at during my high school career. Half of them…” Midnight makes a face. “Not good.”

 “Ugh, yeah,” Midnight made a face. “Sexism and harassment galore,” the heroine tried to change the subject from the realization brought before. No one likes to hear anyone was abused, but somehow, the idea All Might was abused felt worse. Like it being true meant there was nothing good in the world.

 Midnight could tell you almost a third of the people she knew were abused. Shouta, one of them, gave his parents. Hizashi’s mom hurt him, too. Even Midnight would say she’d had some shit tossed her way from family. Never her parents but others? Yeah. Ms. Joke was too, and so was Snipe (and his hell story sent shivers down her spine); Cementoss had been buried alive by a pair of cousins- the list went on.

 But All Might? It just felt wrong.

 Which was the issue. They deified him, made him bigger than a man. And when the shine wasn't there, the happy story missing, the world went sideways.

 It wasn't right. But she wouldn't help the feeling.

 No one could.

 “Our normal teacher for helping out with internships has retired, and his replacement is currently in the middle of an investigation, so they are not here, but ask your teachers for advice,” Aizawa says.

 “Some heroes offer internships for prestige, as Todoroki pointed out, while some have alternative motives. I already went through the offers to remove heroes I know from my own experience are not a good environment for girls or boys,” Midnight says darkly. The class shudders, Midoriya’s shoulders going up.

 “And I went through to remove ones I know are Quirkist towards mutations or ‘villain’ Quirks,” Aizawa says. “Other than that, you have two days. Your internship week will begin Saturday to next, and after that, you’ll have a week before midterms.”

 “We only have two days?!” Sero asks as Kaminari blurts out,

 “Wait, midterms are in two weeks?!?”

 “Oh god,” Denki said. “That and internship?! That close?!?”

 “It’s supposed to stimulate paperwork,” Aizawa replied. His tone indicated that he wasn't sure he agreed with that. Denki got it. On the one hand, it was probably good for learning to balance work. On the other hand, it meant the students who needed extra help didn't get it.

 Denki needed a bit of extra help, but he thought the week between then would help—maybe.

 Aizawa ignores the chaos as he goes back to laying in his sleeping bag. “You have the next while before English to start. I am here and willing to offer advice as is Midnight.”

 “He's just dozing after a night of worrying over Midoriya,” Midnight teases. “With her big interview tonight.”

 Midoriya groans as she covers her face as the class bursts into noise asking questions. Tomoe makes a grumpy noise which quiets them, but a few people keep poking at Midoriya as others open the briefings on the agencies.

 “Selkie offered!” Tsu says, smiling.

 “Sel!” Tomoe says, beaming. Midoriya latches onto the change of subject quickly.

 “She loves Selkie.”

 Said hero, who’d been happy the frog girl wanted him, punched a hand into the air.

 “I got to get that kid some merch!”

 “Of all of us Captain?” Sirius asked. Selkie laughed, nodding.

 “I’ll get her an autograph,” Tsu says as Shouji speaks up from where his new spot is.

 “Selkie is on the list of people taking interns who don't get offers. Can two of us go?”

 “Two are allowed,” Midnight confirms. “Some agencies do offer specific internships but also have others.”

 "I want to fight crime and bad guys in a big city," Kirishima says. “What about you, Bakugou?”

 “I have to work with fucking Present Mic cause of bullshit,” Bakugou grumbles. Kirishima hesitates, eyes flickering.

 “Well- he's awesome! You'll have a good time!”

 Bakugou scowls, not answering.

 It was BULLSHIT. He shouldn't be punished like that. It was limiting him from learning proper heroics! Who gave a fuck about looking good for the camera?!?

 Katsuki glared at the screen, anger bubbling inside. He was pissed right off that his choice got yanked from him. He should be going with a combat hero! He should be out beating villains!

 He slumped further in his seat. Stupid Eyebags. Stupid Deku. It was their fault. Eyebags cheated and-

 Deku did nothing, the voice inside whispered. But you blame her anyway. How is that heroic?

 Katsuki glared. It was Deku’s fault. She was always at fault because-because she looked down on him!

 She doesn’t.

 She was a liar! She did! Everyone was against him for no reason! He was the best!

 He was!

The screen moves to show the class at lunchtime, with little Tomoe eating a cookie that Sato seems to be thanked for, as the teenager blushes with a smile.

 “Any ideas for your internship?” he asks Midoriya as Jirou steals a cookie from his bag for himself, grinning at the mock glare he shoots.

 “Not sure. I need a place where I can take Tomoe for part of it,” Midoriya says. “She's never been away from me for longer than a day, and I'm cautious about trying a full week right now. Not… so soon.” Midoriya shakes her head. It’s been a few weeks, but I can't risk her freaking out.

 “Oof, that’s gonna cut down the potential list,” a sidekick for Wash remarked to her boss. “Not a lot of heroes have daycares attached or are near.”

 “I would argue that most heroes are married, and one parent stays home, but even then…” Wash frowned. “A lot of heroes marry each other. Easier to do that when people know your job.”

 “Yeah,” the sidekick nodded.

 Unknown to them, quite a few heroes would be adding daycares to their facilities because they also realized that daycares were a lacking resource for their workers' kids. Others debated reaching out to daycares and asking if they were willing to make a deal to accept the heroes' kids along with a security presence.

 “Makes sense,” Uraraka says, bulldozing over any comments. Ojiro looks disapproving when he walks out, shaking his head. Uraraka glares at him. “I already know where I'm going!”

 “Oh?” Midoriya asks. “Which one?”

"The one that the Battle Hero: Gunhead runs," Uraraka replies.

 “Taking Aizawa-sensei’s advice?” asked Jirou.

 “Yeah. I need more hand-to-hand moves, and Gunhead is known to be good at martial arts.” Uraraka says. “I’ll also look into the extra lessons offered by that one teacher- Gas Attack?”

 “Oh yeah! Shouta- I mean, Aizawa-sensei told me she's going to offer more lessons, too. Apparently, her ‘problem children’ in her class have settled down,” Midoriya says.

 “Because I got in after I got my head on straight,” Shinsou says. “Gas Attack told me that she had worried about me until I ‘wisened up.’ She is now shoving it into all the kid's faces who complained too much about the entrance exam without trying. So, thanks, Midoriya. I think she'd have blocked my transfer if I had been like I was before.”

 “Blocking a transfer? She can do that?” was the common question amongst the public. One reporter, though, noticed that Gas Attack, a hero not well known, admittedly, began posting on Twitter.

Gas ‘Em @officalGasAtttack

Yes, I have the power to block people from transferring. A little-known fact about 1C is that we are where the waitlisted kids go. Often, these kids nearly got in, or admittedly, we think they have great potential, so they are placed into my class (1/?).

Gas ‘Em @officalGasAtttack

As a pro-hero, particularly one who is a military officer with a highly dangerous Quirk, I keep an eye on potential students we deem ‘almost ready’. These students tend to be kids with a lot of potential, but often, they need a firm kick in the pants (2/?).

Gas ‘Em @officalGasAtttack

If we think they aren’t ready, I will block them. I’ve done so multiple times. If you hear how rare it is for a Gen Ed kid to get into the Hero course, this is true—and it’s because half the time, they aren’t ready. The other half, they try and wash out (3/?)..

Gas ‘Em @officalGasAtttack

Heroics aren’t for everyone. I don't mean to say no one can become a hero, but I am saying that unless you’re willing to put in the work, you WILL fail. I don’t see the point in letting certain students into the hero course if they’re going to crash and burn (4/?).

Gas ‘Em @officalGasAtttack

Because they didn’t give their all, I would refuse a transfer if Shinsou had never bothered TRYING to exercise and work hard. A useful Quirk is not the most important thing about heroics. It’s drive, power and the determination to see things through (5/6)

Gas ‘Em @officalGasAtttack

I’d rather have a bunch of kids pissed off at me than have some kid run into danger, getting KILLED because they were allowed into the hero course half-assing it (6/6)

 The reporter smiled. She had a story, it seemed. And it should be a good one.

 “Welcome, Shinsou,” Midorita says. “Who are you going with?”

 “I got assigned one to help me get on track with you guys. Midnight-sensei,” Shinsou explains. “Aizawa-sensei will be teaching me to use a capture scarf since he's one of the few in Japan who has one, but he says it's the second semester he runs his underground lessons for first years.”

 “Underground classes?” Ashido asks.

 “You didn't know?” Shinsou asks. “It's in the syllabus.”

 “No.” Ashido frowns. “Who reads that?”

 “Underground heroes,” Shinsou says dryly. The pink girl has to give a nod.

 “Wait, you don’t tell us on purpose?” Mina asked.

 “Underground heroes often have to search for information. A good underground hero will hunt down any bit of info they can,” Aizawa said. “It’s just for the first round of extra lessons, not the next. I want to see who is willing to look.”

 “Yeah, but…” Mina trailed off. She didn’t have an answer to that. It wasn’t like he was focusing on only one student; he just let them find the information themselves and then would tell them if they hadn’t. For an underground hero, she supposed it made sense.

 It didn’t seem fair, though, still.

 “What are extra lessons?” Kaminari asked.

 “Extra lessons are sort of clubs,” Midnight said. “UA has clubs, but with how intense heroics are, we also offer extra lessons after school. They’re graded and everything. Aizawa teaches underground heroics; Mic teaches how to manage an agency. I teach PR lessons, Gas Attack, and a few others teach martial arts- the list goes on. You are also encouraged to do a club or two for stress management, but extra lessons are highly encouraged.”

 “We don’t see any clubs,” Mina said.

 “Clubs for hero students start in the second semester. We just don’t see any extra lessons due to the nature of the… show,” Midnight winced, and Mina got it.

 Sure, it looked like an anime, but it wasn’t. It was a Quirk showing them the future.

 God, it still felt weird to think that.

 “Come on, let's get lunch,” Midoriya says. Todoroki, who'd been hovering, walks forward.

 “May I eat with you?” he asks. Midoriya blinks but nods with a smile.

 Fuyumi had to crack a smile. Her little brother is making friends. It felt good to see, even through all the other shit going on.

 Sadly, only one of her other brothers agreed.

 “Of course!” she pauses as she gets up. “I have to walk to my interview by myself today since Aizawa-sensei is running extra lessons for second-year underground hopefuls, and Mic-sensei is going to his radio show. Do you want to join me and Uraraka walking to the station?”

 “Ah, yes,” Todoroki nods. Ashido smirks, wagging her eyebrows at Jiro who shakes her head as Sato checks his phone.

 “Ah man, thinking about this afternoon reminds me I gotta help out in the bakery.” he says.

 “Do you have tomorrow off?” Jiro asks. He nods, agreeing he does. “Want to hang out? You were texting about video game music last night, I want to see what you mean by I've never heard a sound track like Baldur’s Gate or Mass Effect.”

 “Oh yeah!” the two walk out, leaving behind the others.

 “Iida?” Midoriya says, turning to the blue-haired teen. He startles and stands.

 “Ah, yes. Lunch.”

 “Unc!” Tomoe makes grabby hands at the boy, and he hesitates before going to grab her. She laughs, smiling as she leans her head against his.

 He looks about to cry for a second before his face glazes over. Midoriya and Uraraka trade worried looks.

 The screen morphs again to show the end of the day. Iida is already gone when the girls grab their things from the locker room. Todoroki is with them, awkwardly holding Tomoe, who is now calling him Sho-Sho.

 “AWWW!” a lot of the female population cooed. “Sho-sho!”

 “That is adorable!” Fuyumi giggled. She beamed at the screen, her eyes shining. She should call Shouto that…

 “Sho-sho,” Ashido teased Shouto, who tried not to let on how much he didn’t mind it. Hearing Tomoe call him that was adorable. He would prefer not to let anyone else call him that, though.

 “I hope he’s okay,” Midoriya says to Uraraka. “Iida, I mean.”

 “Same, what happened is…” Uraraka sighs. “Bad.

 “Yeah.” Midoriya agrees. “Let’s go.” the three students walk out of UA, Tomoe poking at Todoroki’s face.

 “Split!” she says, reaching up to touch his hair.

 “Yeah, he has two colours,” Midoriya says to her daughter, who beams. Todoroki gives a shaky smile before the screen changes, showing him and Midoriya, though it’s a bit of a split screen. In one, Midoriya enters a building with the words ‘Japanese Equality News’ on the entrance sign, while Todoroki enters a hospital. The screen shows them both stopping to get directions from a secretary and then heading further in. The screen zooms in to focus on Todoroki as he reaches a hallway of doors.

 Todoroki stops at one, hesitantly lifting his hand to lay on the doorknob before he opens it to reveal a patient's room where a white-haired woman is sitting. Her hands are clutched together, and as the door opens, she turns to reveal herself. Todoroki Rei looks back at her son.

 The humorous mood fell, and everyone stared. No one spoke. Shouto took in a shaky breath, Rei mimicking her son.

 Neither knew what to think. After years of pain, they were finally face-to-face in the future. Rei was not in the same place her future self was, nor was Shouto.

 Neither wanted to see what would happen. They wanted it private; they wanted to know themselves. They didn’t want it splashed everywhere.

 The rest of the family, bearing one, agreed. Fuyumi winced, praying the scene changed. Natsuo cursed under his breath, and Enji stared only in horror.

 Dabi scoffed. Oh, look, confronting the insane bitch, how utterly awful for poor baby Shouto who got everything. Where was Rei snapping about Dabi’s treatment? Why was it Shouto who got everything? Why was it HIM?

 Dabi dug a cigarette out of his pocket to smoke, stomping down the street. Fucking Shouto.

 He would enjoy burning him.

 The screen moves again to show Midoriya and Tomoe in front of the reporter who gave her the business card. “Ready,” she says.

 The screen moves to show Present Mic laughing at Aizawa, the two men cooking. “Awww, she chose to use the name you gave her,” he teases.

 “Stop it, Hizashi,” Aizawa grumbles.

 “Nope! It’s so cute! Look at you all blushing and embarrassed since she decided to honour you,” the voice hero laughs again. Aizawa is blushing, and he gently knocks into his husband.

 “It was nice, that’s all,” Aizawa grumbles.

 “Yeah.” Yamada laughs. He hums as he stirs something in his frying pan. “Do you think this will be permanent?”

 “What?” Izumi and Shouta asked, their question mimicked twice with Hisashi in his lair and from the screen

 “What?” Aizawa asks.

 “Izumi here with us. She’s sixteen, sure, but… do you think…” Yamada hesitates. “Do you think she’ll stay?”

 “Are you saying you’re already attached?” Aizawa asks.

 “Like you aren’t?” Mic snorts as he stirs the pan more. “She’s… a good kid. Tomoe is adorable, too, and… it feels more like home here than before.”

 “...It does,” Aizawa says under his breath. “We can’t… we can’t push her.”

 “I’m not saying that!” Mic shakes his head quickly. “I am saying that if she wants to be… our kid as it is, we should let her make the choice. But we should also… let her know we want her to?”

 The screen shows Midoriya right at the entrance to the apartment, her eyes wide, and obviously, she’s overheard. A heavy blush colours her face before she shuts the door firmly. “I’m back!” she calls out.

 “Welcome home!” Mic calls out. Midoriya smiles, adjusting Tomoe to her grasp before fully entering the apartment.

 Izumi’s face was warm as she looked at her teachers. Hisashi was smiling, but Shouta looked red.

 It was too early now. It was, even with how nice they were. She wasn't a child clutching to them after a death. She was a single teen mom struggling with trust.

 But… knowing they cared that fast in the future, hearing them talk about it… it filled her with warmth. She had to look away, cheeks red, from the two men.

 She hadn't had anyone like that before, who cared instantly. Well, except for Iida and Uraraka, but this was different. These men were acting like her parents and wanted her to be their kid.

 Inko had been a good mom once, and Izumi wouldn't deny it. But then the diagnosis came, and suddenly, things changed. Inko’s love for Izumi changed. Hisashi cared, but… he wasn't there. He left and said it wasn't because of her status but because a part of Izumi still felt worried.

 Yet these men… God, it twisted her inside, and she almost felt like she couldn’t breathe. They cared. They cared so much.

 It felt amazing.

 Hizashi and Shouta felt something similar. They'd talked about kids, fantasized about them, debated adoption or surrogacy, and talked about it one way and back, but… they'd never really felt the way about kids until they met Izumi. And Eri, actually. Something about the two girls caught their attention: Izumi, with her drive and mind, and Eri, with her determination to save herself.

 Those girls made them want to be parents. Yes, maybe it was too early, but they couldn't say they didn't feel that way about them.

 (In his lair, Hisashi snarled. That was HIS daughter. Not those fools. They better watch themselves. Making them into Nomu or not, they walked a fragile line!)

 The screen goes back to the scene with the reporter, and Midoriya is talking,

 “I grew up Quirkless. People hated me. It’s not as bad as some of the Wild Islands and their views on the Quirkless, but it wasn’t good,” she says. “I was bullied daily, and my own mother thought I was a weak thing, thinking she had to marry me off to protect me.”

 The screen moves to show the students in class taking notes as Midoriya keeps speaking.

 “And you still wanted to be a hero,” the reporter says rhetorically.

 “Yes,” Midoriya’s voice speaks. “More than anything, I wanted to save people. I wanted to make them smile in relief, to know they aren’t alone and they don’t need to be afraid. I’m, well, here.”

 “Ah, All Might’s creed,” the reporter laughs as the screen flips to show the lair of Sensei, the interview playing on a screen. “There were plenty of issues, though.”

 “Oh hell,” muttered a woman on the streets. She'd been on her lunch, enjoying the show. But now her shoulders felt stiff. Seeing that a villain was observing the interview made her nervous.

 It also made her ponder the sports festival. Others thought about it, but the fact that villains could be seeing the future generation of heroes' Quirks was alarming. Sure, some Quirks were pretty straightforward, but not all were. And they just broadcasted them to villains.

 The three responsible for this were the ones at fault the most, but she needed to be honest—so was EVERYONE involved in allowing the sports festival to be broadcast like it was all the time? How many kids died or were hurt? How many heroes didn't make it past their first year?

 All for what? Entertainment?

 The woman turned around and headed back to work. Screw lunch; she was going to ask the lawyers at the law firm she worked at what she could do.

 “Yes. Because of my dream, I was targeted more. I won’t give names; I truly believe the students can change. I don’t want to be friends with them or be around them, not really, but we’re all kids,” Midoriya says with a shake of her head. “But I was targeted verbally and physically, some even using their Quirks on me.”

 “You think they can change, but don’t give Bakugou-” Eijiro began, but Midoriya interrupted him.

 “I do think they can change. I just don't think I have any responsibility to them,” she told him. “I… I've given up hoping Bakugou will go back to Kacchan. I don't owe him forgiveness or friendship. I don't know about my future self, but I do hope the kids I know from Aldera will become better people. We’re kids.”

 Eijiro frowned, not sure how to react. He got it, yeah, but… it felt like a double standard how she said it. She could be more or less forgiving of the kids from Aldera, but Bakugou? How was that fair?

 But… no, that wasn't it. She wasn't forgiving; she just thought they could change. She wanted nothing to do with any of them. And could he blame her?

 “Is it hypocritical?” mused Chang, the woman propping her feet on her desk. After the fifth email from someone in the Commission trying to find fault, they'd decided to break open the secret alcohol stash. She sipped her glass.

 “Nah,” Fujioka shook her head. “Kid wants nothing to do with Bakugou, and she isn't saying he can’t change- she just doesn't say he is now.”

 “Because he isn't. He’s like any other kid allowed to run around without care. Just doesn't want to change,” one of the male members of the staff tossed in. “Because he never had to and because if he does, it means he's wrong.”

 “Or because he thinks it's everyone but his own damn fault,” Chang sighed. She drained the rest of her drink before sitting up. “Whatever. Hypocrite or not, kid had the right of it. She doesn't owe anyone anything. Forgiveness or friendship.”

 The screen morphs to show the horrified faces of Aldera teachers, watching their phones.

 “The teachers encouraged it, and often I’d be pointed as like a freak for my differences. Mutation Quirk kids also got the same stuff happening, but well… I was the bottom of the totem pole. I don’t blame them for not wanting to face worse.” the screen flashes at these words to show a wincing girl with bright green skin before morphing to show a man in an office, the man having a long nose.

 The girl shown looked down in shame. She'd never done anything. But she admittedly hadn't been pleasant either.

 Meanwhile, Rikiya raised an eyebrow. What was he doing?

 “And it hurt,” the reporter says softly.

 “It did. But I think the worst is how… how Yamanaka-sensei had to have been known to touch me. It’s one thing I can’t shake, this knowledge that they had to know. I was twelve, a baby, really.” the girl says. The long-nosed man is nodding, wrinkling his nose as he writes on some paper. The note ‘offer a sponsorship’ is seen.

 “Ah,” Rikiya leaned back with a hum. From what the future played, he would be interested in someone like her. A girl with a powerful meta ability downtrodden by society. Sure, her views about anyone being heroes were wrong. But that could be trained.

 Sadly, this new version of her wouldn't be the type to bend, would she? No, she was too comfortable with her thoughts of equality, as if all Quirks were the same. Pity.

 The screen changes again to show Mrs. Bakugou looking at her phone sadly.

 “And he hurt me. I will never regret Tomoe and the fact that I fought to keep her so hard. But I… I can’t help but feel angry at society for what they let happen. No child should go through what I did.” Midoriya is shown again, kissing Tomoe’s hair in the interview.

 “Your daughter has quite the Quirk,” the reporter says.

 “She has a mutation Quirk and an emitter. Or, well, she has a full-body mutation with an additional Quirk. It happens, and for Quirkless or False Negative kids like me, our children are much more prone to it happening in a non-heteromorph family,” Midoriya says. “I have to put her in vests saying she’s a child. I’ve had hard arguments on the trains with people who refuse to listen until my daughter is sobbing since their kids decided she was a… toy and grabbed her. She can’t hear the… D-O-L-L word without panicking. She’s two. She’s a two-year-old baby girl, and she has panic attacks over a word.”

 “That’s awful,” the reporter says.

 “It is. And worse is when she developed her Quirk. A worker at the daycare nearly hit her. A daycare that I struggled to keep her in because of how they treated her just for her mutation. Her having a puppetry Quirk…” Midoriya shakes her head as it changes to show the man with green lizard-like skin. He is watching the interview. “It’s awful, and it should change. I want to have it change.”

 “There she goes again,” Spinner laughed, unable to help it. He could see why his future self would latch so hard onto her. She was trying to speak out. She cared.

 It had been a while since someone had cared about him like that. Sure, it wasn't personal. She didn't know him. But she wanted to make a difference in the world. She wanted to speak out against those who harmed others and support the people left behind by society because they didn't fit the idea of normal.

  This was a true hero—someone they needed in society.

 With that, Spinner fully stepped away from a path he was unaware he'd been near. The daycare helped, but watching this now, he made his choice.

 He would support Midoriya. He would support Limitless.

 “And you believe being a hero is the way to do that?”

 “It’s one way. I’m not going to sit here and say that being a hero is the end of all jobs and that you're worthless if you’re not. There are so many jobs you can make a difference in and, in fact, be a hero in. Doctors are heroes in their own way.” Midoriya says as the screen shows a few doctors watching the interview. “Firefighters, the guy who hands out extra food to people in need, a random person on a street who can spare some cash for the homeless, they’re heroes too.”

 “Do you think heroics is the best way for you to make change?” the reporter asks as the screen shows a woman looking over papers. A smirk overtakes her as she reads a paper and writes something on it.

 “It’s one way. For me, I think it is my only way,” Midoriya insists. “I’m a hero who grew up Quirkless, and I remember how it is. My daughter is hated by people for what she is. I’m going to be a hero who saves everyone because that’s what we’re supposed to do. It doesn’t matter what Quirk status or class status is. It matters who we are.”

 “Do you think anyone can be a hero?” the reporter asks as the screen shows a blonde girl listening to the interview. Her hair is in space buns, and she has blood splattered on her as she smiles widely.

 “Izu-chan is so sweet,” the girl coos as Midoriya continues.

 “Okay, I do not want to be called sweet by her,” Izumi said. The blood splatter did not look like a bystander, more like the aggressor. Also, why wouldn't she wash it off?

 Himiko giggled from where she'd hid after spotting herself. There she was! She was on screen, and Izu-chan would be watching! Ooo, she hoped the other girl thought she was cute! Himiko smiled dreamily at the thought.

 “I recognize her,” Native suddenly said.

 “The kid or the woman 'cause the woman is the one I cheated on ID with,” Tensei said, grateful for the distraction. He wondered why the woman had been shown, though maybe she’d be poking her nose into Tensei’s situation. She had a habit of trying to involve herself even now.

 “The kid. Toga Himiko- I was in Tokyo when she made her first kill. Near her area, so we all got the alerts.” Native hummed. “Blood Quirk, her parents purposely starved her.”

 “She needs to drink blood?” Tensei asked.

 “Yeah. Not much mind, and from the reports of the Quirk Counselor she went to before her parents changed them, she displayed some sociopathic tendencies before she started killing.” Native said. “So it's not a need for blood-driving her- not like the serial killer a few years ago. But I won't say she is completely at fault. The counsellor that her parents sent her to practiced Quirk suppression.”

 “Tell me he and the parents are in jail.” Tensei almost begged.

 “The counsellor is. The parents took off, saying they didn't want to be connected to a monster.” Native sighed. “They got away with it because one of those anti-groups helped. The Confederation of Quirks.”

 “The nut jobs who think only certain Quirks are good ones?” Tensei asked. While society did have a view of Quirk's, with some being ‘heroic’ and others ‘villainous,’ the hate groups took it way too far at times with their actions. The Confederation preached Quirk suppression of all undesirable Quirks, meaning they believed that pretending you didn't have a Quirk of some type was better.

 Sometimes, it didn't cause any issues. Tensei knew of a girl who could make people deaf by humming and who'd been raised by parents who were part of the Confederation. She hadn't been allowed to hum.

 ID themself had been banned from speaking names by a teacher who had also believed in it, though given they tended to use nicknames anyway unless trying to get info, it wasn't a huge deal.

 But they didn't have needs attached to their Quirks. If Toga needed blood and they denied it to her, it was abuse. It would be abuse no matter what, but Quirk suppression made it also discrimination, like how people would be hurt for being gay or the such by their parents.

 Assholes, Tensei would make a note to try and find them himself to deal with them.

 “I do. Everyone can be a hero if they are willing to put in the effort to do so. It’s not easy; not even halfway through my first semester would I say it’s easy. It’s hard, and I mess up a lot of things.” Midoriya says. “But we have to try.”

 The screen shows the students at the train station with Aizawa. Midoriya has a bag, her costume case, and Tomoe with her, and another bag of things for the toddler is on her back. Tomoe is wearing a Selkie brand backpack with a leash attachment that Midoriya holds. Aizawa and Present Mic are checking things off a list as further away, Vlad King is with Snipe doing the same.

"Everyone has their costumes, right? Remember, you don't have permission to wear them out in public yet unless your supervisor says so and don't lose them or anything," Aizawa tells his students.

"Gotcha," Ashido cheers.

 “Remember Ashido, some heroes may be more particular about respect,” Aizawa warns the girl, who nods in understanding. "Make sure you mind your manners with the other heroes during your internships. Now get to it," Aizawa tells the group.

"Yes, sir!" the students reply.

 Iida tries to walk off, but Midoriya calls out, “Hey, wait, Iida! We’re both going to Hosu! " He pauses, eyes wide. “See you guys,” she tells Todoroki, Aoyama, Uraraka, Yaoyorozu, and Shinsou, who are with her, before she walks up to Iida.

 “Wait, Hosu!?!” Momo asked. “Isn't that where your brother was attacked?!” she asked Iida. He looked pale.

 “Yes… I think… I believe I may be going after him,” he admitted, swallowing nervously.

 “Why the hell would we be allowed to go?!” Midoriya asked, the girl looking shocked. I don't… how? I should know, too. Why am I going to Hosu?”

 Momo looked at the two, baffled. It shouldn't be allowed, them going, but here they were.

 “Ah, I did not know…” he hesitates.

 “Yeah, you missed our internship discussions,” Midoriya says. “I’m going with Native. He’s one of the few heroes who have a daycare attached to his agency, and he’s close enough that Shouta can swing by halfway through the week to pick Tomoe up.”

 “Unc!” Tomoe hugs Iida’s leg with a big smile. He looks at the little girl, his face flickering.

 “Todoroki is going with Wash since they both have Quirks requiring careful precision,” Midoriya says. “He was going to go with his dad because of the fire, but Wash has a fire-based sidekick for advice. Uraraka is with Gunhead, Aoyama is going with Pause- she’s a hero whose specialization is about attracting attention before striking.”

 “I know her,” Iida says, walking with Tomoe happily attached to his leg. The girl cheers when he moves, making both teens smile.

 “Yaoyorozu was going to go with Uwambi, but since the woman is currently running her ad campaign to promote herself in readiness of the mutant rights campaign going on, Yaoyorozu didn’t want to get dragged in. She’s going with her cousin Fatgum, and so is Sato after Yaoyorozu apparently called her uncle up about it.” Midoriya lists.

 “That’s smart,” Iida says. Midoriya hesitates.

 “Iida, we’re friends,” she says. “If you want to talk… I’m here.”

 “...Thank you, Midoriya, I’ll remember that,” Iida says. The screen shows his face, though, with his narrowed eyes and firm mouth.

 It goes black.

 When the timer showed up, the reactions were varied: shock, confusion, and fear. The kids were walking into a war zone without anyone stopping them, and no one could understand why.

 Izumi did propose that maybe Stain had already finished his pattern of three kills before moving on, but they didn't know if it was true. She did not understand why she may risk her daughter if it hadn't been that. Serial killers like Stain followed patterns, and she could see how she'd do that.

 It was the only thing to make sense.

 Tensei felt his heart stop hearing that Tenya would be in Hosu, and his mind screamed at him as he tried to breathe. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

 God, what would happen?

 All they could do was wait for the next episode.

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Notes:

GUESS WHO IS BACK? First off, sorry for the long wait. I was in my last semester of school, and honestly, I was not okay mentally. I needed to take some time to get my head on straight. I’m better now, and happily, I got a promotion that is having me move back home to my parents. This might seem like a downgrade, but for me, it isn’t because I need a change of space. I’m so tired, guys.

 Now, here are a few notes: No, I don’t have a Discord, and I won’t be making one. I don’t like Discord much, and creating a channel fills me with ‘ugh’ energy. My tumblr, though, is open for people to bug me.

 Second, I know how the manga ends and am not happy with it. Now that my knee-jerk reaction is over, I will say I didn’t like 70% of it. But this is also because I don’t like how certain arcs ended and the underlying hints of ‘everyone didn’t talk to Izuku, ’ which could be us reading too much into it. That being said- it isn’t canon here.

 Now, off to the actual notes/commentary I make

Eri, being cute, is always fun to write. I will say I kind of am sad I can’t make her the foul-mouth kid I have in POP.

-The discussion about allergies and stuff was more about me going: wait, wouldn’t it be a reasonable complaint? And then it spiralled into this. It would be a sensible issue if the person has the same fur as a cat, and it’s not just hair that looks like fur. But there’s also the: well, what if- thing. So yeah.

-Midnight musing over sex and her moment was inspired by me reading some Reddit stories of false accusations and how awful they are. I think anyone making a false accusation should be jailed. That’s just messed up, and it makes things worse for actual victims.

-I am seriously surprised no one guessed what this chapter was about. Like seriously.

-I changed the names for funsies, but I also think most canon names are dumb.

-Mitsuki’s moment was me also spiralling in my writing. Plus the fact that I don’t think abusers (and Inko was emotionally/mentally abusive) deserve forgiveness even if they have changed. Mitsuki also knows this, given her history. Reconciliation is possible even in these cases, but it’s also something I firmly think is a ‘you don’t have to’ thing. I think kids should get to choose if they want to reconcile with their abusive families. I’ve heard of people who are made to go back to their parents who have changed but are miserable because they can’t forgive them or forget. Would Izumi be able to? Actually, yeah, I think so. Much later.

-Will I always point out the hypocrisy of Stain? Yes. Do I like it? Oh yeah.

-Full disclosure: I wouldn’t say I like Toga and never will. She's a character I wish was a full-on villain with no shame. She’d be much more likeable to me. It's why I love Dabi so much: he is 100% just an asshole. Though if Toga did need blood to live in canon, I'd be much more understanding. She doesn't, though, and just decided to start murdering people on her own wishes. That's not someone who ‘just had a hard life’ that's a sociopath. And she isn't a fun one.

-Izumi isn't a hypocrite, and I wasn't trying to write to her as such. If the kids from Aldera actually changed, she would be the one person who would accept it. She just doesn't wish to be friends or interact with them. Bakugou, as he is, is not changing, so she has little patience. And if he did change- he's gone too far now. She'd be happy but never want to be his friend again.

-I added a lot of my headcanons here: 1C being a waitlist class where students who almost make heroics are placed and the idea that the teacher can deny their entrance into the hero course for reasons. I wrote a Shinsou critical piece on that before. With the newly added headcanon that Shinsou was probably going to be denied a transfer if he hadn’t shaped up.

-Extra Lessons are also a headcanon knowing how big clubs are in high schools. Being hero students, they have to focus a lot on their studies, so they have these extra lessons (also as a fuck you to the school system since HPSC pushes forward the idea of a very simplistic hero curriculum to force more graduations). They can do clubs to,  but it’s required that someone take extra lessons.

 The whole bit with Aizawa hiding it in the syllabus is more a headcanon for myself. Mostly as an answer to the idea ‘why wouldn’t he also train his students.’