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Miraculous Holder! Reader in BNHA Intro

Alright, so in this fic all of the heroes who naturally have powers from Miraculous Ladybug don’t exist. The movies from Miraculous Ladybug won’t be canon, and the only ones who are allowed powers are the Reader and those who are born with a Quirk. If that made any sense.

“Get back here! I won’t let you take their Miraculous Hawk Moth!” You shouted as you hopped from rooftop to rooftop, chasing after your biggest adversary.

Ladybug’s earrings had been pulled from her head and had been sent flying off of the Eiffel Tower during her fight against Hawk Moth. Fortunately, her identity wasn’t revealed and you were able to catch them before anything bad could happen. It actually gave your own Kwamii enough time to cool down as you quickly put in the earrings and became Ladybug. You didn’t have too much time to dwell on being the new Ladybug as Hawk Moth was already chasing after Chat Noir dead set on claiming his Miraculous as well.

“Chat Noir run! He’s already plucked the earrings from Ladybug he’s after you now too!” You said, throwing your yo-yo, wrapping it around a light post and leaping through the air to land in between Chat Noir and Hawk Moth. Using your body, you shielded your feline friend from the enemy as he gazed at you laughing mockingly. “Oh, and what are you going to do about it? You’re not Ladybug, you don’t have any of her skills, what can you hope to accomplish by wearing her mask? You are nothing but a scared little mouse playing in a game too big for you to even attempt to comprehend.”

You grit your teeth and glared harshly at him, becoming angrier at his condescending tone than you already are. “It’s funny that you believe that. Want to know something? You are never getting your hands on any more Miraculous.”

Hawk Moth chuckled before throwing his head back and letting out loud, booming laughter, unaware that he had fallen into your trap.

“Really? And do you think that you can keep them safe from me?” He asked as he began to step closer towards the both of you making both you and Chat take a few steps backwards. A gentle hand on your wrist brings you out of your staring match with the enemy before you and you are met with the worried green eyes of the boy you loved.

“Milady, what are you doing? We can’t run forever. I can help you, there’s no need to do this alone.” You falter a little at his words, knowing that they are meant for the original Ladybug and not for you. You loved Chat Noir when he first became one of Paris’s beloved heroes, and when you became MultiMouse the love you tried to keep bottled up for him only seemed to overflow. But to hear the nickname meant for her directed at you only seemed to break your heart a little more.

You had to do this alone. No one else should get hurt because of the decisions you make right here and now.

That includes Chat Noir.

You placed one of your hands over his own, mentally counting in your head as you turned to face him. “I’m sorry Chat. I wish that things could have been different.” You whispered to him as you glanced behind him briefly to see a body of water behind him. Confident that he would be fine and survive, you forced your lips against his own, distracting him momentarily as you ripped his Miraculous off of his finger and shoving him into the water, swiftly putting his ring on as you faced Hawk Moth all on your own.

If there was one thing the Ladybug before you and yourself could agree on, it was that identities should always be kept secret. So that those close to you don’t suffer from your actions.

“If I can’t protect them, they will go down with me. You will have to pry them from my corpse! Plagg, Tikki combine!”

“No!” He screamed as a bright green light enveloped you.

Parts of the original Chat Noir costume covered sections on the Ladybug costume. Black cat ears appeared on your head, the edges of your mask became a solid black, your pupils became slits like a cat’s eye, your hair became braided and long to act as a tail, from your mid thigh and down became solid black and the bottom of your feet had green kitty paw prints, and from your elbows to your fingers became solid black and you now had sharp claws.

“You fool! Have you any idea as to what you have done!?” He screamed hysterically as he advanced towards you bringing his cane down to strike you. You reacted swiftly and pulled out the baton from your back to block his strikes.

Pushing back against him, you hit him directly in his chest causing him to go flying backwards into a chimney. “I am aware as to what could happen if these Miraculous are paired together. Fortunately for you, I’m not going to use the wish that is supposed to come with it.” You dodged an oncoming strike from him as you brought the baton up to defend from his flurry of attacks. “In the hands of someone like you, your wish could break our reality and harm millions of innocent people. Fluff now!”

As you shouted to the rabbit kwamii, she lead the others towards you carrying the Miracle Box that had housed them for centuries. Fluff quickly brought you her Miraculous and you had quickly combined Plagg, Tikki and Fluff to create a portal for the kwamiis to escape into.

“What are you doing!? Give me the Miraculous Box and your Miraculous!” He shouted as he lunged at you, pretending to swing at you as he made a grab at the earrings. Seizing this opportunity, you grabbed his Miraculous and pushed him away from you. As he was encumbered by a bright purple light and detransformed to reveal Gabriel Agreste. A purple kwamii popped out from the broach as you walked away from the man on his knees, leaving him wondering as to what had just happened.

“You! You! What are you doing to the Miracle Box!? Where are you taking my Miraculous!? What about my wish!?” He asked bewildered as he scrambled to his feet to try and catch up to you as you had closed the portal behind Nooroo.

You turned your attention to him, only now realizing that there were multiple cameras on the both of you. You ignored them and turned your attention to the broken man before you. “The Miraculous were a gift that was presented to the world. A gift that you and countless of others have abused for your own selfish gains. Until the world can prove that it can change, Miraculous will be taken away and protected so that no one may misuse them again. All Guardians are hereby dismissed.” You declared coldly as you locked eyes with him and the cameras briefly before opening up a portal below you above the water. Before you entered it, you turned your attention to Gabriel Agreste one last time to reveal the last Miraculous of the Miracle Box that had been long forgotten.

The Peacock Miraculous.

It seemed to do the trick as he gasped and frantically searched his person to try and find where you had taken it off of him.

“Only when the world can prove itself will ALL of the Miraculous return.” And with that you leapt off of the rooftop, into the portal and were gone from Paris as the portal sealed shut and disappeared behind you.

Your declaration had left the other Miraculous Wielders and Guardians of their boxes in a panic. The whole world blew up and fell apart at the disappearances of all Miraculous. Guardians fought frantically to try and ward you off, but you were ruthless and relentless as you took them all away. There was nothing that anyone had said nor done that could change your mind as you hid away all of the Miraculous from around the world.

And the world had changed in regard to the loss of the Miraculous that had once inhabited. Streets had flooded with chaos and confusion, crime rates had fluctuated, and then for a while there was nothing. It was as though they had never been presented to the world.

Social media, the news and talk shows had all wondered if Miraculous had all existed in the first place. Some even went as far as to claim that it was something that someone had come up with in the spur of the moment and that many people had put their faith in it. Those who knew that the Miraculous were real were all eagerly awaiting it’s return to the world.

Almost an entire century had passed before something new was presented to the world. Quirks. Suddenly the topic of quirks had dominated over society that the topic of Miraculous had been long forgotten to the world.

In fact, it wasn’t until a young green haired male was trying to survive middle school that Miraculous had presented itself to the world again.

A Melancholic Ring

Hullo, again! *✲ﾟ*｡✧٩(･ิᴗ･ิ๑)۶*✲ﾟ*｡✧

I am still working (yes, still) with The Ghost Author (I don’t have time ;;), but in the meanwhile I wrote this little piece.

Hope you like it! ♡

TW: There isa mayor character death, so please do be careful. 

PS: Some of the story backround is after the drabble. 

They needed to reach Ba Sing Se in four days, and they were in time, so Master Aizawa decided to rest for the night under a roof and in the morning try to buy or trade at the market. Thus, they were currently on a peasant’s home who had accepted a coin for their staying the night.

They were given a storage room, two straw mattress and some sheets to use. Izuku had taken the opportunity to go the the town’s public bathroom. Warm water sounded great after days of using any lake or pond they could find.

As he got back to the house and entered their room, he was taken aback by his Master: Master Aizawa was caresing a ring, an odd ring; as it seemed to be made of different colours, or materials. But with the lack of a lit candle, Izuku couldn’t be sure. What he was sure of was the expression on his teacher; the moonlight showed him that much. It differed from the bored expression he seemed to have as default. It almost looked….

‘Melancholic.’

Ups.

‘…’

‘S-Sorry for intruding, Master Aizawa.’ Izuku anxiously looked anywhere but at his teacher, waiting for his scolding. But Master Aizawa simply hid his ring.

‘Hmph. At this point, I’m not surprised. You never listen.’ The default expression was there again, yet not quite, Izuku noticed.

‘I’m-’

‘…your predecessor never did, either.’

A heavy silence filled the air.

‘…you mean, the former Avatar? Did you know him??’

‘…you could say so… yes, we were close.’

‘That’s amazing, Master Aizawa! I didn’t know!’

Which was saying something, because Izuku was All Might’s biggest fan: born in an air village, he easily learnt to control the four elements to become the next Symbol of Peace.

Izuku beamed, though he immediately regretted it. He had said something wrong; it definitely felt that way by Master Aizawa’s expression.

Hurt.

He is hurting.

‘Yeah, not many do.’ Master Aizawa looked at the ring, ‘It was less noisy that way.’

Not only Master Aizawa’s expression remained melancholic, but the air around them seemed to have turned shifted melancholic too.

‘Umm…’ Izuku wasn’t sure if it was wise to voice his question.

‘What is it.’

‘Ah- umm, I don’t want to intrude, but-’

‘Just ask. Don’t delay it.’

‘How was he like? I mean, I’ve heard stories, and I’ve yet to be on the Avatar mode, so…’

He was faced with a heavy silence, again. But this time, it felt more fragile.

He shouldn’t’ve asked.

‘So, I-I mean, what I wanted to say is, y-you don’t have to answer that, Master Aizawa! I shouldn't’ve ask-’

‘Kind. He was very kind. And gentle. Also illogical. Always sacrificing himself for others… He, too, was awkward when he didn’t know what to say, but whenever someone was in need he had all the right words. He saved not only people’s lives, but their hearts, too. Never stop smiling. Even when it rained… and all he needed was to let go…’

After a heavy silence, Izuku whispered, ‘That sounds sad…’

‘It’s the life he chose to live as Avatar; it’s illogical to feel sad. He wanted to bring peace and he did it. He knew there would have to be a price. That price, that decision… you say you want to be like him… I hope that when the time comes, you know what you’re getting yourself into. Or at least are ready enough to face the consequences of your decisions.’

‘Until that moment, I’ll train you so that you don’t rush into foolish and illogical actions.’

‘Y-Yes, Master Aizawa!’ Izuku rushed to say.

‘That’s what he would’ve wanted me to do.’ Izuku thought he heard his Master lament.

‘Now come on,’ his Master said as Izuku was pushed on by an air flow, ‘you still can’t go into Avatar mode, we need to change that. So go to sleep. We got a long day ahead.’

As Izuku rushed to follow his Master to their spot on the mattress, he couldn’t help thinking that there was more to the relationship they had. A story hiding sacrifice and loss for Aizawa, too…

He stopped walking.

‘Could that ring be…?’

Toshinori was the Avatar. Nana trained him while he was on his Avatar form.

Aizawa is an air bender, he was a night police in an earth town. His movements are always smooth and highly controlled. He takes no risks, makes no noise, he’s the best at his job. 

They met once Aizawa was patrolling and fell in love, eventually.

They both new Toshinori wanted to be more than the Avatar -someone who happened to be born with the ability to control the four elements-, he wanted to be a pillar, a Symbolfor people to live happily. The meaning of Avatar changed: Avatar meant a guardian of freedom, a Symbol of Peace. And the next Avatars in line were supposed to continue on that.

Toshinori fought a tremendous villain and defeated him, but the consequences were severe. He lived some years hiding his pain, until he couldn’t go on any more. He officially retired as the symbol of peace, though still an Avatar until death visited.

Toshinori died and left Shota behind ;; 

‘I wish it didn’t have to be like this. I wish I weren’t leaving you behind, Shouta.’

‘Worry about yourself. You need to rest.’

‘…Shouta, we both know… I won’t be here tomorrow….’

‘….I know.’

‘Just, lie with me one last time, would you?’ Toshinori whispered.

Shouta’s voice broke. ‘Always.’

They talked all night. Aizawa did most of the talking, though. They remembered the moment they met; their bad beginning, how they fell for each other, their calm nights together as well as the spicy nights… the people they met in their lives…. and wondered who the next Avatar would be after that night.

To honour him, Shouta finds Izuku and trains him: Izuku is the next avatar.

Shouta’s training starts with him, but ends up adding some more students in the end: Shoto, Katsuki and Tsuyu.

¡Hullo, again! *✲ﾟ*｡✧٩(･ิᴗ･ิ๑)۶*✲ﾟ*｡✧

Wow, it’s so strange to post more than 3 things in less than a year ^ ^)”

Anyway! This is a short idea I’m currently working & researching on, hopefully to post at least a one-shot :9 

Hope you like it!  ♡

Toshinori was a highly respected detective, but got severely wounded while taking down a mafia boss: his greatest achievement also meant his retirement, due to health issues. Because of his utter dedication, Toshinori hadn’t preoccupied himself with making meaningful friendships -as dear ones could be at risk-, he hadn’t thought of his after-retirement; meaning no hobbies, no interest, nothing beyond his now-former job.

Months pass and it’s only when he goes home that reality strikes him: he had dedicated his whole life to be a detective; one that would be a pillar for people to feel safe and smile.

And that was no more.

‘I guess it’s time for new things, huh?’

Months after his recovery, he meets Aizawa on a library he frequents.

He accidentally reads what Aizawa was writing and is immediately impressed by the script. However, Aizawa -who had left a minute to look for a book- is not happy to see him peeking at his stuff. Toshinori tells him how marvelous he thinks it is and Aizawa says ‘well, that’s a first’, which confuses Toshinori. Turns out that no publisher wants him due to his looks and ‘unwillingness’ towards the media.

Somehow, Aizawa ends up hearing Toshinori’s story (against his will) and comes with the following idea:

‘Would you be the author?’

‘H-Huh? I’m afraid I do not follow, young man.’

‘Young man…? I mean, could you be my “ghost author”?’

‘Me?!? Why?? This is yourwork, I could never-’

‘I don’t care about fame and all that, just wanna write. But I have to eat, too.’

‘So… you want me, a stranger you’ve just met, to be your “ghost author”?’

‘It’s not like I don’t know who you are, detective.’

They decide to live together so as not to raise any suspicions and, a month after they start living together, Toshinori goes to Yamada -Aizawa’s friend and editor- as the ‘author’ of the novel.

Here is the secondpart! ヽ(´ω｀○)ﾉ.+ﾟ*｡:ﾟ+

Hope you like it! ♡

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‘Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.’

Izuku is born with a quirk that allows him to project himself -as a tiny bunny- in other people’s dreams. Also, he can control his own dreams. Though, he never realises that this ability is a quirk: he always thought it as normal. Hence, he lives his life tagged as ‘quirkless.’

Once, he accidentally ends up in a different kind of dream; one he cannot control (it had happened before, but in some he was able to more or less interfere.) This dream, however, with a dark forest on fire, scares him. Looking at his surroundings, he sees a boy of his age: hair parted by a red and white colour, whose eyes looked defeated and sad. Despite his fear, Izuku makes up his mind, gathers courage and does his best to help the kid.

(ᴗ˳ᴗ)

From that moment on, they form a friendship in Shouto’s dream. Even when Izuku thinks Shouto is a product of his wild imagination, he can’t help but being fond of Shouto*.

(ᴗ˳ᴗ)

The day Izuku receives All Might’s quirk, Shouto asks him who he is and he can’t help but feeling confused.

This is just a dream, right?

Shouto waits some minutes, but seeing there’s no answer, says that he will find him in real life then.

This is just…. a dream, right?

And he doesn’t want to hope for fear of this being nothing more than that. A dream. He would love to meet Shouto outside his dreams. Every time he wakes up, his heart looks for him in every corner, but, sadly…

This is just a dream…

(ᴗ˳ᴗ)

He’s proven wrong when he meets the boy he spends his dreams with on his first day in UA. That’s the day he discovers he has, in fact, a quirk.

Since he accepted the One for All, however, he has to keep it a secret. He only tells this to All Might, Todoroki -as he already discovered something was off, although he doesn’t ask- and, after their fight, Kacchan.

(ᴗ˳ᴗ)

When he moves to UA, he finds a box full of his drawings as a kid. There, the drawings detail all kinds of dreams. His, and mostly, Todoroki’s. When he sees them, he realises how deep in love of Todoroki he is.

(°ᴗ°)

Ah, you’re real.

‘I’ll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours.’

―Bob Dylan

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I wrote this drabble (more like an idea that’s been written down) and its pair a while ago.

Hope you like it! ♡

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♡ Enjoy! ♡

‘In my dreams, I met a precious friend. In these dreams, I’m safe with him.’

Since his scar on his right side, Shouto’s dreams are full of terrors.

If not a suffocating darkness -without up, down, left or right; just an endless void-, most of those dreams are in a forest on fire. There, no matter how much he runs, fights, screams, cries, or even uses his ice, the flames would always burn him. And so, each day, he forces himself to sleep less, so that the fire won’t catch him for long. But soon enough, he realises there’s no escape from it; not in his dreams, nor in real life.

That is, until he showed up.

(ᴗ˳ᴗ)

The fire is aiming its flames to burn Shouto, as usual, when a glowing green ball magically appears from the sky. The tiny green ball puts out the fire by hopping across the flames. Shocked as he is, Shouto reacts late: if that… thingkeeps jumping around, the flames are going to burn it. But, as he thinks that, a soft voice whispers in his mind:

‘Only if you wish so.’

What?

‘These flames, when I put them out, there weren’t hot. They didn’t want to burn me… and they don’t want to burn you.’

‘What would youknow?! Who are you anyways?!’

‘My name is-…. Is mine as these flames are yours.’

‘That’s a lie! These…. This hellfireis my father’s.’

The green ball jumps close to his face and he finally sees what it is:

A green bunny.

Afloatinggreen bunny.

‘How are you doing that?’

‘Doing what?’ It says as it jumps around him in the air. ‘Mmm… I do what I can do.’ It whispers inside his mind. ‘Oh, right! Those are not your father’s. They are yourflames, you can control them. That much I can tell…’

‘But-’ Just when he’s about to reproach the bunny, he wakes up.

But they don’t feel like mine…

(ᴗ˳ᴗ)

From that moment on, Shouto, step by step, and with the help of a fluffy green bunny, learns how to control his dreams. Slowly but surely, his terrors become a moment in which he could relax and feel safe. Slowly but surely, his dreams become longer, just like in the past. Slowly but surely, he becomes too attached of the fantasy instead of the reality.

Until, on his first day of class in UA, he meets a boy, whose green hair and eyes, reassembled the bunny’s ones.

(°ᴗ°)

Ah, I’ve found you.

‘You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.’

―Dr. Seuss

Once upon a time, there was a village. And in this village, surrounded by a great enchanted forest, people could cast spells and perform magic, externalmagic. There were, however, a few people who had a particularity; always from the soul and always pure. Depending on the particularity was how one would develop the most as a magician. This was called inner magic. The purest magic of them all that bloomed at a young age in magi-

‘Mirio, what are you doing?’

Hello!

If you remember this story 「ただいま」I just wanted to let you know that  there’s a sort of short introduction piece  °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

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bySoundlessWay

In this village surrounded by a magic forest, the battle against All for One has ended.
Now, it’s time to heal.

Words: 631, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

• Fandoms:僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
• Rating:General Audiences
• Warnings:No Archive Warnings Apply
• Categories:M/M,Multi
• Characters:Todoroki Shouto,Midoriya Izuku,Bakugou Katsuki
• Relationships:Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto
• Additional Tags: Drabble,Short & Sweet,Alternate Universe - Fantasy,(this is vague though)

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