all might / toshinori yagi : - is not a fan of chocolate ( he can eat it, but doesnt necessarily like it ) - uses his quirk at least once a day to pose infront of his mirror - forgot his own birthday once and was surprised that others remembered ( he cried about that )
present mic / hizashi yamada : - makes his own songs / cover songs - lives off of coffee, because hes always super busy ( he has 3 jobs after all ) - has extra hair care, because of him always putting this much gel on his hair
eraserhead / aizawa shouta : - wears glasses - got confessed to in high school, but didnt know it was a confession so he just left ( poor girl,,,, ) - had a pet hamster called momo when he was little
mr. principal / nezu : - is somehow related to aizawas pet hamster - he has a personal therapist ( he has issues,,, ) - never finds his shoesize in the adults section
midnight / nemuri kayama : - only chose her outfit and appearance to be this way, so she would get recognized more easily - has at least once made her teachers fall asleep during class with her quirk - got heartbroken many times,,,,
thirteen : - often gets misgendered, because of her costume - is considered scary when it comes to her quirk - is super up-beat and likes j-pop culture
ectoplasm : - super nerdy, even in his free time ( the usual math enjoyers ) - draws smiley faces on good tests - has a good fashion style but fails to show it
( note : i really wanted to add thirteen and ectoplasm, because i really like them as character even though we didnt get to see a lot of them in the series ! really overlooked ! i lvoe them so much though !)
if anyone wants other headcanons, please request them !
midoriya : - tried to straighten his curly hair and had a similar hairstyle to bakugo after that ( it was really spikey-looking ) - buys java-chip frapucinos with 4 extra shots of coffee - he actually bought the same pair of shoes 3 times, but people think theyre the same pair
bakugo : - he does not look like it, but he loves romance ( as genre ) - went to detention at least once for giving midoriya a bald spot with his quirk - played doki doki literature club, his favourite was monika
todorki : - at the age of 11, he took some makeup from his sister to cover up his scar ( it did not work ) - his halloween costume is him wearing cat ears and simplified cat makeup - his favourite pokemon is leafeon
uraraka : - she cuts her bangs and hair herself - she casually learned how to play some songs on the guitar and piano - even though she might not look like it, she likes almost every music genre ( from country, to musicals, to j-pop to metal, everything except rap )
tenya : - lemon juice is bad for his quirk - he had really dry hands as kid, until his mother made a remark about his hands, ever since then he uses hand lotion almost daily - people assume he has a clear and innocent mind, but he gets every so little dirty joke ( he definetly isnt pure )
would you like any headcanons to other mha characters? let me know !
Proceed with Caution: This story will contain angst.
Word Count:2,615
The sun shining above birds chirped happily beside their own families. Small children are holding their mother’s hand as they walk across the busy street.
The tall purple walls that surround the grounds of U.A High School, which protects their students and staff from any uninvited citizens to enter into their property. The security of the school has improved ever since the incident with the League of Villains.
Students wearing their respected uniforms. They are chatting away with their friend groups from their dorms.
Meanwhile, you are holding hands with your green-haired boyfriend, whose cheeks were slightly flushed in red since he’s still not used to this kind of affection despite the fact you’ve been dating for almost twelve months.
Your first anniversary is coming up.
You cannot believe it has been so long. You can’t help but ponder on the reason why you even started to date him in the first place.
This writing piece is a collaboration with Spice @strawberryandspiceandchocolate. We had a lot of fun writing this together. We hope you guys enjoy it!
Kirishima Eijirou X Reader
This contains Angst and Fluff, along with a Timeskip.
synopsis: after turning down every christmas party invitation out of habit (except for the obligatory one his agency put on every year) shoto realizes he is in fact alone on christmas. he managed to not throw out the invitation for his apartment building’s party, so he finds himself there for the evening, thinking he’ll just steal some complimentary cookies and call it a night. He finds himself spending the day much better than expected, despite being by himself this year.
content:mentions of christmas and all that it brings, lonely shoto, todoroki-family-issues, strangers to more, alcohol, sassy shoto, funny shoto bc he truly is, fluff, pro hero au, mention of sibling-like relationship between shoto and katsuki bc um yes, mainly me talking about shoto and christmas
word count:1.7k
a/n: merry christmas if you celebrate and happy holidays!! I hope you guys like this <3
In retrospect, his situation really was really his own fault.
Every single one of his friends had invited him to some sort of Christmas party. Well, any friends that were currently in the country. His closest three friends had all gone abroad and were spending Christmas there, flying their families in as surprises. It was incredibly sweet, but it did not keep Shoto from deadpanning to them that he had been “abandoned.” Thankfully, as the foundations of his humor, his friends all laughed at his lack of enthusiasm and saw through his bad pout and wished him happy holidays. Shoto had never been very good at sarcasm, even all these years later.
His other friends, bless them, had all invited him to holiday parties. “It’s fun to go to all of them,” Kirishima had explained when Shoto had asked how it was possible to RSVP to every single one of them, as he and Denki had been doing right in front of him during their get-together at the bar they all liked two weeks ago. “Last year Denki and I managed to go to all of them twice!”
As he listened to their stories he’d decided he would not be participating. It seemed way too overwhelming for him, even on a day where he’d had three cups of coffee. No one took any offense, which Shoto had been very concerned about. But everyone who invited him knew him enough to understand his reasoning, which led to him feeling excellent about turning down every invitation until he realized, as he was at his agency’s yearly Christmas Eve party, that he had no party to go to tomorrow.
Shoto thought about calling his siblings, but instantly shut that idea down. They all had their own families to be with, and he really didn’t feel like being the odd uncle on Christmas. Plus he was pretty sure they’d caught on to the fact that he’dbeen the one to give everyone the cold at Thanksgiving, and he really did not want to be harassed about that.
For now, he decided, scanning the agency with careful eyes. He’d hunt for leftovers to take home with him.
Which meant he’d have to be the last one standing. He eyed his coworkers, sizing them up as threats. Some of them were already tipsy. He took a class of whatever was being served for himself and chugged it quickly, knowing he’d need a little alcohol in his system in order to survive however long this social event chose to be.
An hour and a half later, after he’d helped clean up and offered to take the leftovers with him, he successfully made his way home, not able to keep the small smile off his face. The leftovers were some finger sandwiches he’d grown very fond of, a bottle of sparkling cider, and half of a cheesecake. No Christmas cookies, but that was excusable. He’d look for some tomorrow. Plus, his leftover hunt was more of an odd tradition Shoto had started at every party he went to. Sometimes he failed, but more often than not he was successful. People were always more than willing to get rid of leftover food that would just sit in their fridge for a week, untouched.
The doorman of his apartment building helped him open the doors for him, which he thanked him for gratefully.
Skillfully balancing his treasures on one arm as he pressed the elevator button for his floor, Shoto saw the flyer for the Holiday party to be held in the lobby tomorrow evening. The art of the cookies is what caught his eye the most, and as he scanned the flyer he saw the bolded words: “Cookies will be provided.”
“Cookies?” he heard someone quietly say beside him. He jumped, almost dropping his things in shock before quickly regaining his composure.
“Sorry!” they cried, reaching forward as though to catch the things in his arms, dropping their arms to their side in relief when nothing fell. “I’m sorry.”
“That’s alright,” he replied. “I’m quite excited for the promise of cookies, too.”
Y/N—that was their name, Shoto wasn’t the type of hoodlum to forget the name of his own neighbor—smiled at him, almost nervously.
He resisted the urge to frown at himself. Most people thought he was too scary to approach, which was something he’d grown accustomed to over the years. Didn’t mean he liked it very much, though.
Thankfully, Y/N didn’t seem to be one of those people.
“Sorry, do you need help carrying that?” they asked, already moving to take the top two containers away from his pile, leaving him with the remaining two.
“Oh, thank you,” Shoto said, stepping into the newly arrived elevator with them and hitting the button for their floor.
“So, do you think you’ll be going to take advantage of the free cookies?” Y/N asked as the elevator made its journey upwards. And for once, Shoto wasn’t dreading the painstakingly slow speed the elevator went at. Y/N really was quite pleasant to be around, he quickly came to remember.
“Probably,” Shoto replied. “Will you?”
Y/N shrugged. “Most likely.”
If you go, I definitely will, was what Shoto wanted to say. But it sounded like something he’d tell his friends when he was younger when they both wanted to go do something but needed motivation to do so.
The elevator arrived at their floor, and Y/N patiently waited for Shoto to unlock his apartment and set down the things he was carrying on his table before handing what they were carrying over. Too late, he realized in horror his rude mistake.
“Oh I’m sorry, come in,” he hurriedly said, praying it wasn’t too late and that Y/N didn’t think he was the worst person in the world and that any chance of them sharing Christmas cookies was ruined all because he’d forgotten his manners. Fuyumi and Katsuki would be ashamed of him, being the siblings they were.
“Oh, no, that’s okay!” Y/N rushed. “I’ll see you tomorrow in the lobby!”
And with that they were gone, disappearing into their own apartment after giving Shoto another smile he had quickly grown to like.
Shoto went to sleep and arose the next morning feeling very excited for Christmas, a feeling he’d missed. He had his cup of hot chocolate in the morning while he watched the news and flipped through the channels before finding a cheesy holiday movie, and then settled in to open packages.
Some he’d ordered for himself, some had been shipped by family and friends. From Izuku he got a new pair of gloves (a running joke they had), from Ochaco a lovely keychain of a mini chibi version of himself, from Tenya a gorgeous planner for next year. Katsuki had gotten him a knife sharpener (Shoto laughed at that. He did have dull kitchen knives). Denki got him a delightfully horrible Christmas sweater, Kiri a new set of weights decorated to fit his quirk.
By the time he’d opened everything and put them in their respective places, it was only 10AM. He still had the whole day ahead of him. And Christmas cookies.
Since he’d worked on Christmas last year, this was the year he had the day off. So he spent the day in his apartment, called his siblings to wish them a Merry Christmas, watched cheesy holiday movies, and made himself his favorite foods.
When 6PM rolled around Shoto was already ready and heading towards the elevator, smiling to himself when he realized Y/N was already there, waiting for it.
They smiled and waved at him, grin growing when they noticed his new Christmas sweater. They were sporting one of their own.
“Apparently the apartment complex owners do this every year,” Y/N said as they entered the elevator, which was surprisingly full of other neighbors. They all nodded in greeting, offering smiles. Shoto loved Christmas, since it put people in good moods like these.
“Oh yes,” an upstairs neighbor said. A nice old lady Shoto usually helped with her groceries. “They do it so we won’t complain about small things they change, like the elevator music or the plants in the lobby. Keeps us happy.” He and Y/N shared a small smile as their neighbors chatted amongst themselves before they all arrived in the lobby.
The lobby was decked out, Christmas tree and all. There were even small gifts waiting for each of them (a hand towel, but a rather nice one, Shoto realized upon further inspection). He and Y/N mingled among the residents. Shoto was glad they stuck together. He was still a little drained from all the socializing he’d done yesterday—having a partner in it all helped his energy levels significantly.
It was like an unsaid agreement between the two of them, to be joined at the hip for the whole night. He found himself having a lot of fun, eating cookies and talking with the neighbors. A lot of them would shyly converse with him, a few little kids asked for autographs. It was hard not to feel the infectious spread of joy that was created with the Christmas lights all around him, with Feliz Navidad playing in the background, with Y/N, his newfound friend, smiling with him the whole evening.
As far as he was concerned, this was a great way to spend Christmas.
synopsis:izuku goes abroad on a hero mission and it breaks his heart to leave y/n, but he comes to realizations about the two of them while he’s away.
content: pro hero au, fluff, relationship discussions, i throw in some marriage talk
word count:1.5k
a/n:this song makes me feel warm and fuzzy but sad at the same time and after listening to it on repeat for awhile it reminded me of izuku :,)
It was three in the morning. He was on another plane going on another mission abroad, and all Izuku could think about was the way Y/N had cried at the airport the first time he’d left for an overseas mission a year ago.
“I’m so excited for you!” she had screamed when she heard the news, immediately jumping into his arms and rambling about all of the food he’d get to try and the amazing people he’d meet. And his nerves had vanished right then and there, and they both spent the night making a list of things he’d take with him, neither of them pausing to think what six months away meant for their relationship.
They’d been dating for two years, having officially gotten together after graduating high school. Y/N was currently in college studying to be a teacher, and was doing her training at UA. She was almost positive she’d go back to UA to teach, and was thrilled at the prospect of being a mentor to so many young aspiring heroes while doing some hero work at the same time. She was happy, and seeing her happy made Izuku happy.
Since he was in the limelight a lot, the relationship was hard on Y/N, no matter how hard she tried to insist it wasn’t. Izuku was an expert at avoiding the media, but it was still irritating when Y/N was referred to as nothing more than his girlfriend, when she was a part time hero and student, something he thought was far more impressive than what he was doing. The first chance he got he bought them a house near UA and Y/N’s university with a great security system to scare away any paparazzi who would be smart enough to find out where they lived (something no one had done so far).
His trip was something they’d both known would happen eventually, but they’d never explicitly discussed it. Izuku was scared to bring it up, terrified Y/N would mistake his feelings of unease for wanting to end their relationship, which was the last thing he wanted. Whenever he brought it up she’d wave it away, assuring him everything was going to be fine, and that he must remember to bring back a souvenirer, both for her and for the apartment. And, in a team effort with his mom, she’d made him a new scarf to take with him, because it was cold in New York, especially in the wintertime. They didn’t talk about the risks of the mission—they’d stopped discussing dangers on the job after a few months of dating, because it was so normal in both of their jobs they both overlooked it more often than not.
Y/N drove him to the airport, ignoring his advice for her to stay home and rest before her class the next day. Izuku was recognized by the staff, and paired with Y/N’s determined stare, it was enough for her to be allowed to wait with him at his gate until his flight left.
She sat with him for almost an hour, holding his hand the entire time and talking about her classes and the kids she was mentoring, knowing any other topic would make them both remember why they were here.
He was the last one to board the flight. He couldn’t bring himself to get up, to let go of Y/N’s hand. They’d never been apart longer than three weeks for over six years now, and letting go of her hand was the last thing he wanted to do at that moment.
“C’mon,” she’d said, standing up and pulling him along with him. Izuku clutched his boarding pass much harder than necessary, something Y/N had to have noticed. But her gaze was straight ahead, focused on the flight attendant waiting to check his pass and allow him onto the plane.
She turned to hug him, squeezing him tightly and pressing kisses along the side of his face. “I love you so much, have a safe flight, and call me as soon as you land.”
And then she was letting go of him and pushing him forward gently, and Izuku handed over his boarding pass and turned to look back at her.
She was standing right where he’d left her, wrapped up in his favorite All Might scarf. Her cheeks were glistening with tears, and with a startled realization that his vision was blurring, he realized he was crying, too. She waved at him until he couldn’t see her anymore, and it took all of Izuku’s willpower not to jump out of the plane and rush back into her arms. He felt like his heart was breaking, knowing she was crying because of him, knowing her heart would ache just as his was aching now because of him.
He called her the second he landed, and didn’t hang up until she fell asleep and he did too, in a bed 6,000 miles away from the only person he wanted to be with.
“My students keep asking about you!” Y/N chirped, smiling widely at him. She was in the kitchen, eating a late lunch. It was almost midnight for Izuku, but he hadn’t felt this awake all week.
Between both of their busy schedules, they only managed to video call once a week, the rest of their communication being text messages and the occasional quick phone call. But when they did video call, they stayed on the line until one of them fell asleep. Izuku was determined not to nod off for at least another hour. Seeing Y/N, even through a screen, was his biggest motivation to keep moving forward on his mission.
It was going well, all things considering. Winter was hell in New York, but Izuku dutifully took his new scarf everywhere he went and bundled up whenever he went outside. It had already been three months, and he had heard whispers around the agency where he was working that the mission might wrap up within the next month if things continued to go smoothly.
He hadn’t told Y/N, not wanting to get her hopes up in case he did have to stay the full six months.
“Really? Do you tell them I’m kicking ass over here in the states? And that I’ll bring them souvenirs if they’re nice to you?” He asked her now, fighting back a yawn. It was only 1AM, how weak was he? Sure he’d chased down a lead today—literally—but that was no excuse.
“Oh, they’re always nice to me,” Y/N rolled her eyes at him as she took a bite of her lunch. “So they’re all expecting gifts.”
He smiled. Y/N told him more about how life was going back home. She visited his mom weekly, cooking with her and oftentimes calling Izuku with her while she was there. As she was telling him about her last visit, he remembered what his mom had told him before he’d left.
“Y/N doesn’t say it,” she told him, eyes already welling with tears as she spoke. “But I know she worries for you as much as I do. She loves you with her whole heart and more, Izuku. I know you love her just as much.That kind of love is too special to let go. Do you understand?”
He did.
They’d both talked about it—marriage. Y/N had told him she’d agree to marry him in a heartbeat, but she understood that they also didn’t need to formally get married and she was perfectly content with how they were now.
He remembered reading columns about them that the newspapers would sometimes put out whenever he got interviewed on big talk shows and he talked about Y/N. The reporters would go crazy with it for a couple of weeks: speculating when a ring would be spotted on Y/N’s finger, when Dynamight would come home after years abroad to attend the wedding, when All Might would emerge from his peaceful retirement to officiate.
Izuku had been sure he was going to spend the rest of his life with Y/N when they’d moved in together, and the first thing she insisted they both do was plant a flower in the backyard. He’d been in love with her for over two years now, but finally moving in with her, seeing her plant the first flower in their new home together—that had solidified everything for him.
“Y/N,” he said now, quietly, as he found himself being overcome with sleep.
She looked up from her lunch, smile softening. “Yeah?”
“Love you so much,” he said. “Be lost without you.”
“I love you too, Izuku,” she replied.
He fell asleep before he could tell her he was going to marry her the second he got back, that he’d buy her a bouquet of flowers to match the ones in their garden in the backyard.
But he had a feeling she already knew. And it made him love her even more.
synopsis: y/n, with a new spider-based quirk recently given to her, is determined to free a little girl she saw on the street. eri. after eri is rescued, y/n meets her again, in the safety of their new home of ua, alongside her rescuers. one of which helps reignites y/n’s dwindling dream, and reminds her of why she wanted to be a hero.
a/n:thanks to the anon who sent in the request that inspired this!! I deviated from it a bit, hope that’s okay!! This is like the 4th spider-man related thing i’ve written, but i love the concept so idc >:)
The first time she sees her is on her second day of UA, on her way back home from school. She was just about to make it onto the street before a man grabbed her and snatched her back into the shadows, almost too quick for Y/N to see anything. Almost. She’d still seen the frantic look in the little girl’s eyes, the bandages wrapped around her arms.
On instinct Y/N follows after them, sprinting across the street to the alley, sure she didn’t imagine it. The little girl had white hair. Impossible to miss, even from a dark alley.
But when she makes it into the alley they’ve vanished. There’s doors leading to who knows where on either side of the alley’s walls, and Y/N desperately yanks at them, wishing the radioactive spider had given her lockpicking skills, too. None of them budge. Y/N calls the police, waiting impatiently for them to arrive. There isn’t a lot of foot traffic along near the alley—at least, not when she saw the little girl. She might be the only witness, and the police might not believe her.
She still stayed and gave her statement, describing the little girl with as much detail as possible. The police took down everything she said, and Y/N hoped they’d look into it. There wasn’t anything she could do. Her body hadn’t automatically reacted with her quirk, because she’d only received her spider abilities a month ago, and they were not second nature to her yet. If she’d swung across the alley with her webs, or at least grabbed the arm of the man with them, would she have been able to do something?
The next few weeks are a blur. UA was notorious for being a hero school, but the general studies course was jam packed with college preparatory courses. Y/N wasn’t able to apply for the hero course since her quirk arrived… late, so she stuck with general studies. After school, she’d walk the same route where she’d seen the little girl every day, sometimes circling back to walk a different route with more alleys. Y/N couldn’t swing from place to place like she wanted to, since a hero on patrol might scold her for it, or she’d get in the way of a mission in place, so she stuck to walking. She’d checked in with the police about the report she’d made, but they told her they hadn’t found anything. So it was up to her to find the little girl again, and save her from whatever was happening to her.
Y/N started training with her quirk at home, avoiding her parents by practicing on the roof or in the safety of her locked room, getting the hang of the sticky touch and the web shooting. The reflexes were a great added bonus—she dominated in PE class. But she needed to train herself to react instinctively with her quirk, especially if she wanted to follow through on her dream of becoming a hero. She didn’t want to fall behind, even though the odds were literally stacked against her.
The little girl found her the next week.
Y/N was walking along a route behind the alley where she’d first seen her when she felt someone bump into her, lightly enough where Y/N may have mistaken it for the wind. But she glanced down and there she was, big red eyes staring right back at her, as surprised as she was.
There’s no one else on the street—it’s mainly filled with warehouses to begin with, and people are still at work. It’s just Y/N and the little girl.
“Hi,” Y/N dropped to her knees quickly, eye level with the little girl. “I’m Y/N, I’m here to help you. What’s your name?”
She was trembling, and an arm’s length away from Y/N. Her bandages looked new, as though they had just been replaced.
Before she could reply, Y/N sees a shadow approaching from the alley, and she scoops the little girl up, ready to sling away with her webs. She turns to latch onto a building across the street and is met with a man standing in front of her, smiling cruelly down at both of them. “There you are, Eri.”
The man reaches up with lightning speed, before Y/N can even react, and touches his fingers to her temples. She vaguely felt the man take Eri from her before she blacked out, feeling her energy drain out of her as her vision faded to darkness.
She woke up to someone lightly shaking her shoulder. Y/N sat up with a gasp, wildly looking around her. “Where is she? Did he take her?”
The workday seems to be over, because the street looks busier than before. The lady who woke her up helps her to her feet, asking if she needs to go to a hospital. Y/N thanked her before stumbling away, still feeling a bit light headed. She knew there was a police station around here somewhere. The woman who helped her insisted on going with her, and Y/N let her help her walk the few blocks there.
The police took both of their statements, and Y/N goes home long after the sun has set, exhausted and fearing the wrath of her worried parents.
Y/N had plans to go back to the police station at least once a week to bother them into taking her seriously, but then the Heights Alliance dorms were built, and she found herself moving into the dorms.
When they were allowed to return home on breaks or odd weekends, Y/N was sure to take the same routes as before, searching every alley for Eri. A few times she thinks she’s seen her, and she calls out to her, slinging across streets to the alley, only to find it empty. Y/N was starting to think she imagined it, but every time it happened, she finds bandages on the alley’s floor. Eri’s had come looking for her, but either was too scared to ask for help or was dragged back to wherever they kept her.
The police tell Y/N to stop calling, assuring her they are on the case. And she believes them, because this is the first time they’ve told her that. She’s practically on a first name basis with the receptionist at the station, who was always very blunt on where they were in the investigation. The next time Y/N calls, she’s told Eri is safe, but they aren’t allowed to say anything more.
Y/N is pretty sure she scares her dorm neighbor with her loud cheers.
“Hey, Midoriya!”
Izuku screamed, almost dropping his notebooks. He was on his way to his dorm, and hadn’t even noticed Mirio. Even without his quirk he was surprisingly sneaky.
“Yes?” Izuku squeaked, still a bit startled.
“Eri-chan’s been asking for someone lately, and no one knows who it is.” Mirio falls into step beside him as Izuku leads him to a nearby bench where they can sit.
It’d been a while since Izuku saw Eri. She was getting acclimated to her new life living on campus, and was doing better than ever.
“Really? What’s their name?” Izuku adjusts his notebooks to set them on his lap. Mirio leans back into the bench, looking thoughtful.
“Y/N, Eri-chan says. She keeps asking for her. Aizawa can’t get much else out of her, I think she’s still a little shaky, especially when it comes to her memories.” Izuku nods.
“So, how’re your classes going?” They fall into an easy conversation after that, until eventually Mirio heads back to his own dorm for the night. Izuku gets his homework done for the day, the name Y/N in the back of his mind for the rest of the night.
A few weeks later, Izuku found himself wandering around the school during lunch. He was in the mood for a walk, but his allergies had been acting up lately, so he was stuck inside as much as possible. He didn’t even really know where he was—he’d never been in this part of the school before. After some vague snooping into classrooms he figured out it was the general studies branch of the school. He brightened, thinking maybe he’d see Shinso around somewhere.
“Y/N!” he heard someone call from down the hallway. He whirled around, almost activating his quirk in his haste. Someone was at the end of the hall, looking at someone else out of sight. “Wait up!”
Izuku bolted down the hallway, but when he rounded the corner there was no one else there. He kept searching nearby classrooms in vain, sure this couldn’t be a coincidence.
Aizawa had told him and Mirio not even a few days ago that Eri had finally shared who Y/N was, and why she wanted to find her. She’d been the first person to try and save her, but they’d both been caught every time. Eri wanted to thank her for all of her attempts. She’d even made her a card already, with a picture of the two of them. Aizawa had shown it to them, and although it was the drawing of a little kid, the UA uniform was unmistakable. Aizawa said he’d search for a Y/N in the school records that weekend. It was Friday today, which meant he hadn’t yet.
“Midoriya?”
Izuku whirled around, mid inspection of an empty classroom.
“Shinso-kun!”
He quickly explained he was searching for someone named Y/N, and if there was anyone with that name in the general studies program.
“Oh, Y/N. I was about to go borrow their notes. I can take you to them.”
But the bell rings just as Izuku begins to practically glow in thanks. He thanks Shinso for his help, telling him he’ll meet Y/N soon, and hurries back to class, suddenly desperate for the end of the day so he can find Aizawa and ask him about the Y/N search.
But Mirio found him first, right after classes are over for the week.
“Aizawa says he might’ve found Y/N! I’ll come get you tomorrow, he’s taking Eri to meet her in the staff room. She’s taken a liking to it, she’ll feel safe there.”
Izuku could barely sleep that night. He was so excited—both for Y/N, who’d feel so relieved at knowing Eri was safe, and for Eri, who was going to be able to thank Y/N. He finally fell asleep at around two in the morning, but not before going through at least five of his hero journals before he got sleepy.
Mirio kept his promise and showed up at the dorms just after breakfast, and Izuku hurried to clean off his dishes before leaving with him.
It felt odd to be on campus on a weekend, but every door Mirio opened for them was unlocked, probably thanks to Aizawa. Izuku unconsciously sped up, scared he’ll have missed the reunion. He’d become invested in this, determined to see Eri smile more as she learns how to be happy and interact more with others.
He found Eri sitting on the couch, looking nervous and staring intently down at the note in her lap. Izuku took the seat beside her after greeting her and Aizawa, starting a small conversation with her while Mirio and Aizawa conversed quietly before Mirio hurried out the door, probably to fetch Y/N. Aizawa sat himself down at the table and sipped his coffee quietly while Izuku talked with Eri. She relaxed after a few minutes, opening her note and sharing her drawing once more, her eyes shining with excitement.
“I’m back, and I’ve brought a friend!” Izuku whipped around at the same time Eri did.
Behind a grinning Mirio was a girl, who tentatively peeked around him, her eyes searching the room before landing briefly on Izuku, and then on Eri beside him.
He heard her sharp intake of breath and watched, transfixed for some reason, as she walked forward slowly toward Eri, who had got up from the couch and was walking toward Y/N slowly.
“For you,” Eri said, thrusting the note out in front of her. “To thank you.”
Y/N took it gently, as though scared Eri would suddenly bolt. She unfolded it and read it quietly, a smile growing on her face and tears starting to slide down her cheeks.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t save you sooner,” she said, barely loud enough for Izuku to hear from his seat on the couch. Eri offered her a tissue from her pocket, and Y/N took it with a quiet thanks, wiping away her tears as Aizawa started to explain how Eri had ended up at UA.
Eri led Y/N over to where Izuku sat on the couch and she sat down in between them, beaming at them both as Aizawa talked. Y/N glanced at Izuku when he was mentioned in the story, smiling, which he brightly mirrored back to her.
“I’m glad someone was looking out for her,” Y/N said, looking at Izuku with shining eyes he found very hard to meet the gaze of without blushing. He could practically feel Mirio’s knowing smile from across the room where he sat at the long table with Aizawa, talking again now that the long story was over. Eri was busy showing Y/N her outfit and matching bows, and Y/N was complimenting them. Izuku wandered over to his teacher and upperclassmen.
“I’ll take Eri back soon,” Aizawa murmured. “Mirio, walk these two back to the dorms for me.”
“I can walk Y/N back,” Izuku blurted, almost surprising himself. Mirio’s smile returned, and Izuku rushed to finish. “That way Mirio-senpai can head back with Eri-chan, I know he was supposed to spend the day playing with her.”
“Fine by me,” Aizawa sighed, moving to wash his empty coffee mug in the sink. “Straight back to your dorm, Midoriya.”
“Yes, sir,” Izuku replied quickly, knowing the meaning behind the tone and knowing glare Aizawa sent him. No more spontaneous meetings with villains on campus alone.
After a tearful goodbye with promises to visit often, Izuku and Y/N parted ways from Eri and co, walking the opposite way towards the dorms. He was bursting with questions. Eri had only mentioned Y/N had tried to save her multiple times, but often Eri had only caught a glimpse from her across the street before she was taken back inside. What was Y/N’s quirk like? How had she found Eri the first time? Had she had to fight against Chisaki’s men? Why had she filed two police reports, as she’d briefly mentioned—
“This is my stop.”
Izuku stopped in front of the dorm building, where a giant 1-C Alliance sign adorned the entrance above. Y/N smiled at him, moving to enter her dorm building. “Thanks for walking me. Shinso had mentioned you were looking for me, but we both had no idea why. I would’ve never imagined Eri was involved.”
Izuku could only nod, his voice caught in his throat. He hated the way he froze up around attractive people. He resisted the urge to sprint away from Y/N in the hopes of hiding his blush but fought against the instinct. “I heard someone call your name during lunch, and I remembered how Eri-chan had been asking for a Y/N. It’s very nice finally meeting you.”
“It’s nice to meet you, too.” Y/N had stopped moving towards the dorm entrance, turning to face Izuku again. “I watched you at the sports festival. Has… Has your quirk always been like that?” Izuku didn’t miss the hesitation in her voice, or the way she subconsciously moved to rub at her wrists, which were wrapped in bandages.
“It’s much better now, I’ve been getting the hang of it!” Izuku reassured her brightly. “It just took some getting used to.”
“I can understand that,” Y/N replied, laughing quietly. “Mine is a bit like that, lately. I think I’ve just been over exerting myself.”
“Ah, your wrists?” Izuku asked, pointing at her hands. “I can offer you pointers! If you’d like, that is. I’m not sure how helpful I’d be, but I love learning about different quirks, and I know about a lot, so I think I’d know something to help you out somehow!” He quickly shut himself up, realizing in horror he’d been rambling.
But Y/N is looking at him with that same look in their eye as before, after hearing how he’d been involved in Eri’s rescue. “Would you? I don’t want to be a bother.”
“You’re not a bother!” Izuku hurriedly said. “Does tomorrow work for you, in the afternoon? I know a spot behind the 1-A dorms that’s perfect for sparring and quirk usage.”
“No problem! I’ll come get you after lunch tomorrow!” He waved goodbye, waiting for Y/N to walk inside before jogging back to the 1-A dorms, feeling beyond giddy with himself.
Y/N’s quirk, Izuku quickly decides, is beyond cool. He’s already filled almost two pages with information about it, complete with a sketch of Y/N mid-swing with her webs.
Her main issue is her wrists, she tells him. At first she was fine, but after using her quirk more often, she’s started to feel the strain, and sometimes her skin would crack and bleed. Similar to Sero and his quirk repercussions, Izuku thought to himself.
Izuku does his best to help her, telling her all he can on how to treat her injuries after over exertion, something he is very knowledgeable in, and after seeing her in action for a while, he copies her moves (minus the webs). It’s similar to how he’s adjusted to flying through the air, but Y/N has the added momentum thanks to her webs, and thus uses more of her strength to change directions or stop.
Together, lying on the grass, they write out a workout routine for her while consulting online resources. Shoulder to shoulder on the grass, Izuku forgets about his nerves as he scribbles in his notebook, talking ambiably with an equally enthusiastic Y/N.
After they work out the plan, Y/N offered to show him her “spidey-senses.” Izuku is excited to see them in action and before he knows it they’re sparring. Y/N’s reactions are instantaneous, moving right as Izuku swings to tap her. He only landed a tap once, when she’s laughing at the determined set of his eyebrows and too distracted to doge properly.
They both tire themselves out and lay back down on the grass, panting.
“Hey, Midoriya.”
“Hm?” Izuku hums from his place beside her, still catching his breath.
“I wanted to be a hero. That’s why I applied to UA. But I wasn’t ready for the hero course, so I went with general studies.” Izuku turned his head to look at her. She was staring up at the sky, twiddling her fingers resting on her stomach. “But after meeting Eri, and you, I think I’m going to work for it. With all I’ve got. I’d be happy just working as a nobody in a hero agency if it means I get to help people.”
Izuku resisted the urge to start crying. “I believe in you, Y/N. And so does Eri-chan.”
He yelped when he felt her slap his arm gently. He turned to see her covering her face with her hands.
“Gonna make me cry again,” she mumbled from beneath her hands. Izuku laughed, rolling away from her when she reached out to smack him again.
Their training sessions become a weekly tradition. Every weekend they meet behind the 1-A dorms and stay there for an hour. Mainly they spar together, making a game out of how many times they manage to touch each other. After they get tired they lay in the grass, pointing clouds out to one another and talking about their weeks. Y/N’s been sticking to the workout routine Izuku helped her make, and she tells him it’s been a great help. He notices the difference in her moves, how she doesn’t hesitate as much anymore, trusts herself to listen to her instincts.
After a particularly tiring session, wherein Izuku won, Y/N plopped herself onto the ground, laughing to herself. Izuku sat beside her, stealing glances at her since her eyes were closed and there was no one around to tease him about it. She looked so at peace whenever they finished training, despite the sweat sticking to her forehead and the heavy breaths that escaped her lips.
“Hey, Midoriya.”
“Yeah?” He hurried to glance elsewhere, up at the clouds.
“I’ve never told anyone this,” she paused before continuing, “but I was born quirkless.”
He almost gave himself whiplash as he turned to face her. Her eyes were still closed, but he knows she could still feel his movements despite her sense of vision being obstructed.
“I got my quirk a month before school started, after a spider bit me. It was so scary to figure out alone. You’ve helped me alot.” She smiled at that, reaching over to pat his hand lightly. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” he said, almost automatically. His brain was still processing what she’d said.
“You’re like me, aren’t you?” He froze, his body going rigid in shock.
“It’s okay if you can’t tell me,” Y/N said, eyes still closed. “It’s just nice to know I’m not alone.”
Izuku didn’t trust himself to say anything. He reached out to take her hand, intertwining their fingers. Y/N’s smile returned, and she squeezed his hand lightly.
“I’m glad I found you,” she said, opening her eyes to meet his gaze.
“I’m glad I found you,” he echoed, moving to lay down beside her to look up at the clouds. He was careful not to let go of her hand.
Warnings: self doubt and worth, mild angst, unintentional hurtful comments.
+ Equality is majorly important in relationships. Bakugo and Kaminari always tried to make sure you felt equal even though you joined the relationship later and it makes you love them even more. Sometimes though you can’t help but think otherwise. Unintentionally, they raise the doubts in you. It isn’t until one catastrophic day that everything snowballs and you let those doubts win.
I joined the relationship late. Bakugo and Kaminari were already in a relationship for a while when I joined. Though their relationship was the last thing everyone and even themselves expected, they were a strong couple. Everyone was even more shocked when Kami revealed the news that the 3 of us were together.
So, I was still sometimes feeling like I’m gaining my footing or finding my place in the relationship. I feel like I don’t belong sometimes but the boys always seem to push those doubts away. Well most of those doubts away. I get to see a side to the boys that noone else does. A soft and sweetest Bakugo with the natural goofy Kaminari that isn’t afraid to show when he is feeling down.
“I am starving!” I yelled out as Tsu, Sato, Shoji, and I walked into the dorms.
“Agreed.” Tsu laughed and quickly slipped into the kitchen after changing out of her shoes. I chuckled and put on my slippers. I looked around and searched for my two boys.
“They disappeared a while ago.” Tokoyami said from the couch. I sat on the arm next to him while Shoji sat close on his otherside. “They were in the kitchen before slipping upstairs.”
“Thanks, Yami.” Tsu came back and handed me an orange before plopping on the floor in front of the boys. “Thanks Tsu. I’ll see you guys later.”
“Bye.” I trotted up the stairs and checked Kami’s room first. They weren’t there so I went to Bakugo’s.
I softly knocked but the sound of a movie or something told me they wouldn’t hear. I slipped in and saw a dark room illuminated by Bakugo’s laptop. I walked in but froze when I saw Kami and Bakugo deep in conversation. They were in each other’s arms and speaking softly to each other. It was times like these, where they were so close and soft with one another, did I feel like I was intruding on the relationship. I went to step back out.
“Baby?” I heard Bakugo call a little shocked and confused. I looked at them and smiled. “Shit, I forgot you were going to be back this early.” His statement sent a small ache through me. Were they talking about or doing something they didn’t want me to be a part of. “I would have made more food for all of us.”
“We’re sorry.” Kami apologized. My eyes caught sight of the empty bowls on Baku’s desk. Relief filled me a little.
“Oh that’s okay. I’ll get something a little bit later.”
“Are you sure? I can go make something real quick.” He went to get up but I shook my head.
“Yes I’m sure.” I walked to the bed and Kami quickly snatched me, pulling me down between them. “Eep!”
“Careful Spark plug.” Bakugo growled but wrapped his arms around us nonetheless.
“He he. Sorry!” He snuggled up against me, squishing me between the two.
*Time Skip *
Today had been a long one and I just wanted to lay down to nap. I trudged up the stairs to the front door. I silently made my way in, through the common room, and went to go to my room. I decided at the last second to go to Kami’s room. I didn’t even think to knock so when I walked in, I was met with screaming.
“What?! Hey!” Kami squealed. He quickly covered something up.
“Ever heard of knocking?” Bakugo snapped. I paused and looked at them shocked. I gulped and took a step back at the defensiveness.
“I, I, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize… I’m sorry.” I stuttered. They’re gazes softened as they looked me over. They shared a look and I went to leave. I just grab the door knob when Kami darted forward.
“Wait baby. Don’t go.” Kami gently grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a hug. I went stiff before hugging back. “Just let us get this all put away and we can cuddle. I can tell you’re completely worn out.”
“Yeah.” I whispered. I heard Bakugo moving throughout the room as Kami held me. My thoughts were turning back to my doubts. Did they really see me as their equal in the relationship? Did they even really want me? I started to sniffle when Bakugo spoke up.
“Alright dumbasses. Get over here.” Kami guided me over and Bakugo pulled me into his lap and laid us down. I was out in no time flat.
*Another Time Skip*
It was a rare Saturday that Kami and I had gotten Bakugo to actually have a lazy day with us. I was lounging on a bean bag Kami had gotten while he was sprawled out on his bed. Bakugo was at the table complaining under his breath. It caused me to giggle.
“Come on, Blasty! You can’t complain all day.” I teased. He gave me a side eye.
“They’re right, Kacchan.” I got up and sat on Bakugo’s lap. His hands found my waist and I dipped my head to kiss him gently. He leant into me and I felt him loosen up.
“It’s okay to be lazy and take a break every now and again.” I whispered. He groaned and let his head fall back. I laughed out loud. I was surprised I didn’t hear Kami laughing or complaining where his kiss was. I looked over and saw him glued to his phone. “You’ve been glued to your phone for most of the day. What’s got you so distracted?”
“Oh nothing really. Hey Blasty, I need to talk to you real quick.” He got up from the bed.
“What is it, Spark Plug?” He looked at Kami.
“Privately.” Kami urged. A rock settled in my stomach Bakugo nodded and lifted me from his lap. He stood up and Kami came over to kiss me. It was a hungry kiss and I tried to chase him when he pulled away. “We’ll be right back.”
“Okay…” I watched as they left the room.
I stayed there kneeling before plopping down on my side on the floor. I sighed and looked around the room. I got up and poked around his desk. I remembered the thing that they were working on when I walked in the other day and they freaked. I looked at the closet and went to peek. I was just about to see inside when the door slammed shut.
“Hey!” Bakugo snapped. I stumbled back and saw him seething. “Stay out of there! You can’t just go around and poking through Kaminari’s Shit.”
“Bakugo…” Kami looked at him then me. I started trembling at Bakugo’s tone.
“Why can’t you stay out of anything. God, you’re so annoying.” I gasped at his words. I tried to find something to say when Bakugo proceeded to look in the closet. He could go through Kaminari’s things but not me? My fears were starting to plague my mind and I started to cry when I came to a realization. I wasn’t equal…
“Bakugo…” Kami spoke up. He was watching me with somber, panicked eyes.
“What!” He turned and glared at him before following his gaze to me. His face dropped. “Baby…”
“I knew it.” I sniffled, wrapping my arms around my stomach. “I should have known.” Clenching my teeth before I laughed humorlessly, refusing to look at them. “I’m not equal in this relationship. You guys don’t see me the same way you see each other. Damn, I’m so stupid.”
“Baby… no…”
“L/N…”
“I'm…I’m gonna go.” I wiped at my face furiously. “You two can go back to the way you were before I came. Just forget… forget this ever happened.” I darted for the door, running past them.
“No! Wait!” Kami tried to grab me but I was too quick.
“Y/N!” Bakugo exclaimed. He almost sounded desperate but he was probably just relieved. I ran as fast as I could and ran from the building, needing to be away from everyone and everything for awhile. I didn’t get far before I ran into someone. “Umph!”
“Crap.” I was falling back until a black shadow wrapped around me. I looked through my tears and saw Dark Shadow. “Are you alright, L/N?” I looked at Tokoyami and just shook my head.
Warnings: unwanted touches, attempted assault, vague mention of wounds, language
Author’s note: This is a draft I had done. I am still working on requests, I just haven’t had much energy to write this week. Requests are still open. Look at guidelines post for the rules.
+One day, Kiri & Mineta get hit with a quirk that switches their bodies. You are in your dorm when it happens so you have no clue. Somehow, Mineta, in your boyfriend’s body, gets away from everyone. He ends up at your door. Since you have no Clue, you let him in. He immediately latches on to you.
I groaned, bored out of my mind. I was laying on my bed with my head hanging over the edge. I rolled over and grabbed my phone to play a game. I didn’t get that far because of a knock on my door. I set my phone on my head board.
“Coming!” I ran to the door and opened it to see Kiri. “Oh hey love. Surprise visit?”
“Yeah, something like that.” He stepped in and quickly wrapped his arms around me.
“Okay.” I giggled as he held me tight. He pulled back and looked down at me. His eyes raked up and down me. “What?”
“Nothing. Just admiring the view.” He smirked before kissing me. I groaned and kissed back. I thread my fingers into his hair. He then picked me up so I wrapped my legs around his waist. He walked to the bed and sat down, keeping me in his lap.
“Mmm.” I quietly moaned as he attached himself to my neck. I felt his hands roaming everywhere. The sound from my phone pulled my attention for a second. I finally grabbed it when it kept going off. I saw multiple texts from Mina.
Y/N!
Y/N Please!
Please Answer!
Dammit Y/N! Mineta & Kiri got hit with a quirk that switched their bodies! So if you see Kiri it is not him it is the Grape! Be careful!
I gasped at the text. I looked at the red head in front of me, mortified. I dropped my phone and pushed his shoulders back or tried to. He gripped onto my back and kept going on my neck. I kept trying before I decided to yell.
“Mineta!” I yelled with another push.
“What?” He asked, pulling back. Kiri’s ruby eyes widened at his mistake.
“You little pervert!” I screamed. I tried to get out of his lap but he grabbed my waist tightly. He used Kiri’s strength and pulled me back down.
“No, no, no! Please!” I flinched and fought against his grip. It was starting to hurt.
“Let me go, Mineta.” I said firmly.
We fought for a minute before I was able to get out of his grip. I turned away to run but he wrapped his arms around me from behind. He lifted me into the air and dropped me to the floor hard. He followed me to the floor and took my wrists to pin me down. As he did, Kiri’s quirk activated in his hands.
“Ah!” I screamed as my skin tore. I felt him reattach his lips to my neck. “Please stop!” I sobbed out and tears were quickly coming to my eyes. I struggled against him and he took one hardened hand and pushed me still by my chest.
“Enough squirming.” I whimpered at the pain on my chest and the tone I never heard my Kiri use. Before he did anything else, my door burst open. Kiri’s quirk was deactivated and was thrown off me.
“Y/N!” I heard Mina scream. I sat up and reached for the pink girl. I was immediately incased by hers and Ojirio’s arms. They blocked any view of Mineta but could hear Aizawa yelling.
“Just because you’re in their body doesn’t mean you get to take advantage of the situation! Especially not with their partner.”
“I want out. I want out.” I started to repeat over and over.
“Okay, okay. Come on, we’ll take you somewhere else.” Mina said softly. The two helped me up and guided me from the room.
“Take her to my actual room.” I heard the faint voice of Mineta but remembered that it was actually Kiri. I looked over my shoulder and saw the small frame. His eyes held nothing but pain and anger. I wanted to run to Kiri so badly but I didn’t.
“Here we are.” Ojiro said and set me down the bed. They got to work on cleaning my wrists and chest but I sat there numbly.
“I almost feel sorry for Mineta if Kiri gets ahold of him after they switch back. Almost.” Mina said. I laughed before setting my head on her shoulder. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and just held me. I saw one of Kiri’s hoodies and made a noise, reaching for it. Ojiro gave it to me gingerly. I slipped it on and cuddle into it on Mina’s lap.
Eventually, after I was all bandaged up, they both left. I was curled up under Kiri’s camo blanket, slowly falling asleep to his scent. At some point, I was aroused by the sound of someone entering the room. I pushed up and rubbed my eyes before turning to see Bakugo & Kirishima’s body. I froze.
“Uh…” My eyes darted between Bakugo and him.
“Relax. It’s really him.” Bakugo said. I was still unconvinced.
“You sure?” Bakugo sighed before looking at “Kiri” for help. “Kiri” was rubbing the back of his neck. He met my eyes.
“It’s okay, Sundrop. It’s me.” I immediately relaxed and reached for him at the private nickname he had for me. He had given it to me after he found out my childhood obsession with the drink. He ran to me and wrapped me in his arms.
“I’ve never been happier to hear that silly nickname.” I mumbled into his chest. He quickly sat down next to me and moved me into his lap. I felt tears hit my shoulders and I squeezed him tight. I heard a cough and looked at the door.
“You okay if I…” Bakugo trailed off and jabbed his thumb towards the door. I nodded. “I’m right next door if you dumbass… dummies need anything.”
“Okay.” I croaked before burying my face in red hair.
“Thanks Bakugo.” Kiri said as he pulled up from my neck. I closed my eyes as he walked out. I felt Kiri tap my shoulder. I looked at him. “Get up for a second.”
“Okay.” I stood up from the bed. He pulled the covers back and leant against the headboard. He looked at me with sad eyes and a smile.
“Come here. Please?” He opened his arms and gave me the option to say no. I knelt on the bed and grabbed his hands. He guided me to straddle his lap. He gently took my wrists and stared at the bandages. I saw tears welling up.
“Hey, it’s alright. It wasn’t you.”
“But it was my fucking body! My Quirk! I’m the one that shielded Mineta from the hit and then we switched.” He kept going on and on, getting himself worked up until I placed my lips on his. I kissed him softly and he returned with eagerness, holding my face firmly but gently.
“It wasn’t you.” I whispered. I pulled away slightly. His hands moved back to my hands. “You were being the hero you always wanted to be while trying to protect him. You can’t control him even in your own body.”
“Y/N…”
“It may have been your quirk but it was not you.” I laced my fingers through his and set my forehead on his. “I will never be afraid of you or your quirk as long as it’s you in here.” I pecked his nose.
“Alright.” He nodded and grip on my hands tightened before wrapping his arms around my hips. “I will always protect you in one way or another. I promise.” He pulled the blanket up and over us. We both fell asleep wrapped in each other.
Muttering and mumbling shook me from my sleep state. I felt a warm hand on my forehead but it was gone in the next second. We must have switched places while asleep because I was on my back for a weight on my chest. I opened my eyes and saw Kiri still asleep on my chest, snoring slightly. I looked towards the door. There stood the silhouette of Aizawa and Principle Nezu.
“Are they alright at least?” Nezu said softly.
“Yes. Just some injuries on their wrists and chest. They are going to be emotionally troubled for a while but they have plenty of support.” Aizawa said. I saw him pause and look at us. “I know it is unorthodox but I know these kids. It would be best if they stay here with Kirishima for a while.” His statement gave me a little hope and relaxation.
“I agree with you.” Nezu agreed and I completely relaxed, nuzzling into Kiri’s hair. “Mr. Mineta will not be returning to UA. They don’t have to worry about seeing them again.” I heard retreating footsteps. I felt a hand on my head again.
“Get some sleep, L/N. Everything will be alright.” I looked at him and nodded.
“Goodnight, Aizawa-sensei.” I snuggled back in and held onto Kiri tight. I felt him squirm before getting comfortable again with a kiss to my collarbone. The combined comfort of his body against mine and the rhythmic sound of his breathing lulled me to sleep.
Warnings: Arguments, accusations, feelings against partners, angsty
Iida: I sat at my desk working on my notes for an Upcoming Math test. Every now and again I would look towards the door. Iida was supposed to help me but he had yet to show up.
“I think he bailed again.” I muttered under my breath. I set down my pencil and leaned back. I ran my hands through my hair, brushing out the knots I found.
I pulled myself back to my desk. I stared at the numbers on the page. My gaze drifted to the door before going to my phone. I grabbed it and pulled up Iida’s contact. I pressed the call button and let it ring. I almost gave up when he finally answered.
“I’m Sorry for not answering sooner, darling. I was speaking Yaoyorozu.” My heart panged a little at her name.
“Oh, did I interrupt something?” I asked.
“Nothing too Major. We were taking a short break. We were discussing some class activities and the responsibility schedule for the next month before bringing it to Aizawa-sensei.”
“O-Oh, um,…” I bit my thumb nail, completely deflating.
“Is something wrong, darling?” I panicked.
“Oh no! I just hadn’t seen you since the end of the day, so I was a little worried is all.”
“Oh, alright. Are you sure that’s all?”
“Yeah. I hope your planning goes well. Talk to you later.” I hung up the phone. I stared down at my notebook, thinking of all the times this same scenario has played out. I only forced myself out of my head when I registered the few drops on my paper.
Sometime later, I ventured out to go get some dinner. I hung out with Kaminari and Sero as I ate. I was heading back up when Iida and Momo came in.
“Darling, it’s lovely to see you.”
“Yeah, you too.” I went to pass him when he stopped me.
“Is everything alright? You seem off and sounded so on the Phone.” I tried to brush him off but he persisted. I sighed and pulled him to the side.
“Shouldn’t you be with them?”
“I-I-I don’t understand. What …”
“I mean I get you made a commitment to your role as Class Prez but… I thought you had made a commitment to me too.” I said quietly. “So, shouldn’t you be with Momo or Deku or Aizawa to fulfill your responsibilities?” I choked ofthe question. I quickly turned and walked always, muttering. “Since that is all you seem to do.”
Aizawa: Everyone knows how Shota is. Every chance he gets, he will take a nap. Yamada even warned me when Shota and I started dating about it. Now we are living together and it’s only slightly different. He stays awake but is very mellow. He also always has a cat with him.
“I’m home, love.” I heard him coming from the front hall. “Where are you?”
“Laundry room.” I called back. I caught onto the neary silent footsteps coming close. I felt him wrap his arms around me from behind. “Hi.” I kissed his cheek.
“Hi.” He rested his head on my shoulder. I continued to sort the laundry. We stood in silence for a little bit. I happened to look down and saw one of our cats sitting there rubbing his head on Sho’s leg.
“Okay. You should go take a bath. Relax.” He nodded. We went to walk out and I saw his shirt and capture weapon were filthy. “Hold on.” I flicked my hand and pulled the clothes off. They flew into my hand. “Thank you.”
“Welcome.” He walked out.
A little while later, I walked into our room and heard Shota mumbling. I peeked in and saw him petting the cats. He was mindlessly talking to them as he sat in the bath. I shook my head amused and moved on.
I was in the kitchen when he came out. I looked at him and choked on my drink, laughing at the cat that was on his shoulder. I gave him a questioning look but he just shrugged. I just continued to make dinner. It was after dinner when he finally came to me.
“I’m exhausted.” I was sitting on the couch with my legs across the cushions. He laid down next to them and cuddled into my stomach. I looked around and surprisingly didn’t see a cat.
“Shouldn’t you be with one of the cats? I mean you have been with them since you got home.” I teased. I began to massage his head. He just gave me a half-hearted annoyed look before dropping his head back down.
We sat there cuddling as I read a book, both hands rubbing his back and head. It was not long before I felt his breathing start to even out. That was until one of the cats jumped onto his back. I laughed as he groaned but he fell asleep nonetheless with a cat sleeping on his back.
Amajiki: Class 3-A was having a Senior picnic of sorts. The whole day had activities to do or you just relax. It was basically a last hooray for us students before graduation. I had got pulled away by a few of my friends right off the bat.
“I want to go to the photo booth!” I laughed as my friend dragged me off. We did a few things until taking a small break.
“Hey, Y/N.” I turned and saw Tamaki.
“Tama!” I hugged him tight before giving him a swift kiss. He held me tight.
“Are you having fun?” He asked quietly.
“Yes, are you? How long have you been here?”
“Only for a little bit.” He said. He looked around admiring the decor. “Want to…”
“L/N! Come on, we’re going to bob for apples.” I turned and saw my friends waving me over. I looked back at Tamaki. He gave me a smile and motioned for me to go.
“Are you sure?” I ask. He nodded and pushed me by the hips to go. “I promise we’ll get some time for us in a little while.”
“Alright.”
Periodically throughout the day, you had seen Tamaki. A few times he went to see you and your friends drug you away. Other times you tried to go to him but your friends wouldn’t let you go so easily. It was starting to really irk Me. By the time I got to go to do anything with Tama it was getting dark.
3rd pov
Tamaki watched as Y/N ran around with their friends. At first he was okay but as the day drew on, he became more aggravated. He waited for them to come back but they never did. Even Mirio and Nej noticed the boy was acting strangely. so when night fell and they saw Y/N heading their way, they left.
Y/N’s POV
“Alright, I’m going to go spend some time with Tama. See you guys later. They all said goodbye and I walked over to said boy. I saw Mirio and Nej walk away.
"Bye buddy.” Mirio called.
“Tama!” He looked up at me before away. I kept trying to talk to him but he kept ignoring me. “Tama?” I could see by the way he was sitting he was annoyed. I went to touch him but he jumped away before snapping.
“Shouldn’t you be with them?” He snapped, turning back towards me and pointing at the group. I jumped back shocked. “You’ve spent most of the day with them, why not finish it too?” His voice cracked. I stared at him, spooked by his unusual behavior. He stormed off.
“L/N?” Is everything alright?“ I jumped at the hand on my shoulder.
” Uh, yeah, actually I’m not feeling very well. I’m just going to go back to my dorm. Bye.“ I quickly left before anyone saw me cry.
Hawks: I walked around the empty penthouse trying to figure out what to do until my friends called. My office was shut down for the week due to deep cleaning and inspections. Although I still have worked remotely. A few of my coworkers and I have gone out most evenings though. Hawks usually works late so I never lose the time I get to spend with him.
"Come On, I’m getting stir Crazy.” I muttered checking my phone for the hundredth time. As if by magic it went off with the text I was waiting on. I quickly got ready and left.
3rd POV
Hawks flew through the sky, eager to get home to his partner. In the back of his mind a thought nagged at him but he ignored it. He landed on the balcony and Slipped inside.
“Baby!” He ran his fingers through his hair to get out the knots and shrugged off his jacket. When he got no response he sighed.
He walked through the apartment and found no one. He didn’t find a note or anything. His wings fluttered and tensed in irritation. He sat at a barstool and calmed himself down.
The urge to go and see if they’re Okay was strong but he didn’t.
“Unbelievable.” He muttered. “Could have at least given me a heads up. Plus this is the third time this week.” He got up and made dinner for himself. A few hours passed before he heard the door. He was sitting on the couch on his tablet and didn’t ever look at them.
Y/N’s PoV
“Hey honey!” I chirped. He didn’t react which struck me as odd. “Keigo? Are you alright?”
“Fine.” He said curtly. My confusion grew. I walked around the couch and sat next to him. He still wouldn’t look at me.
“Keigo…” I went to touch his hand but he pulled it away.
“Shouldn’t you be with them?” He nearly growled.
“Who?” I almost didn’t want to ask.
“Whoever you’re going out with every evening! I’ve come home early for the past week for you to only find you’re not here.” He stood with his back to me. “So shouldn’t you be with them?” He stormed into our room, slamming the door.
Dabi: You had been waiting at the street corner, shivering, that Dabi had suggested. You had been standing there for nearly an hour & a half before walking the couple of blocks to the LOV bar. You were upset because Dabi had PROMISED but it turns out his word is shit.
“And you have a stick in your ass!” I paused at the first statement I heard coming through the door. I moved farther inside just in time to hear Shiggy’s reply. I tried to shake off the cold but still could feel the chill. Normally I would ask Dabi to help me warm up.
“Oh yeah? At least I have some self respect unlike your burned bacon ass!” I chuckled slightly but remembered why I was here in the first place. I leant against the far wall staring at the two. Dabi must have felt my stare because he looked my way.
“What are you standing over there for? You look like a creep.” He snorts before going back to arguing with Shiggy. I stared at him agape for a minute before scoffing. I looked off to the side in disbelief at the Man.
“Some promise…” I grumbled. Dabi had promised that we would have the night to ourselves no LOV but here we are. I should have known this is how this would go.
“Come have a drink, babe!” Dabi held up a beer before taking a swig. I rolled my eyes and pushed off the wall. I walked through the bar and he smiled. He went to wrap an arm around me but I shoved it away. I walked on past and into the back towards the bedrooms. “Hey!”
“Hiya Y/N!” Toga skipped up to me with her crazy smile. Normally, I would stop to talk but I wasn’t in the mood.
“Hi. Bye.” I walked past her and up the stairs to Dabi’s room. His room had the minimum since he didn’t stay here 24/7 like most.
I closed the door and sat on the bed. I wrapped my cold hands in the blanket. I would have just left but I needed to warm up. It took at least ten minutes before I could feel my fingertips. It took another ten to feel completely warm. The door opened not long after that.
“There you are.” Dabi walked in. I looked at him with no emotion. He cocked his head to the side watching me with curiosity in his eyes. “Why are you cooped up in here when…”
“Shouldn’t you be with them down there?” I interrupted him. He narrowed his eyes on me. I got up from the bed in a huff. “It’s not like there’s any reason for you not to be with them tonight.”
“What are you getting at?” He growled.
“Nothing at all. See ya later, Dabi.” I said while rounded around him and out the door. I pulled my coat tighter around me as I walked outside.
“Y/N!” I heard Dabi yell from the bar door. I just shook my head and walked home.
Shiggy: The crisp night beach air usually is normally an instant soother for me. Tonight though, I could barely ever catch a whiff of the salty air. I was leaning against a fence a good ways away from the beach. I was walking for Shiggy to come and take a midnight walk with me.
“Where are you?” I asked out loud. I looked up and down the street trying to find the familiar, lanky form coming my way. I looked up at a public clock and read 1:30am. I sighed angrily pushing off the fence.
I looked in the direction of the beach longingly before walking back to the hideout in a huff. Even though we were both villains, we liked to do some normal coupley things. We may have to adjust so we Weren’t caught but it worked.
“If he’s here doing something stupid…” I muttered as I walked in. I bypassed everyone in search of my boyfriend. I searched and eventually heard him yelling from his room. I waved towards him and saw the door open.
“You motherfucker!” I heard his raspy voice yell. I peered in and saw him sitting there with his headset on and Game controller in his hand. From the scattered mess of wrappers, food bags, and drinks, I knew he had been there for a while.
“Seriously?” I asked out loud, annoyed. I went unheard which just made me more mad. I thought about storming in and yelling at him but chose to just leave.
It’s a couple of days before I come back. I needed time to calm down. I was still mad mind you but I didn’t think I would blow up like that bratty UA student. I was sitting at the bar with Dabi when Shigaraki came back from somewhere.
“Well look who showed up.” He said. I just looked at him before turning back to Dabi. I ignored him, causing Dabi to laugh. He keeps trying to talk to me, irritating me beyond no end.
“Shouldn’t you be with your precious video games? I mean they are your escape.” I snapped at him and whipped around to look at him. His red eyes narrowed at me and glared.
“Who shit in your wheaties?” He snarled. I rolled my eyes and pushed past him. “Where are you going?” I glared at the clock and chuckled at the irony.
“Midnight walk.” I shot back and slammed the door behind me.
Warnings: Smut, Smut Smut. If you are not 18 or older, please do not read.
Authors Note: Requests are still OPEN! Refer to guidelines on my blog for rules. This is my birthday present to myself, LOL.
+Denki comes home late one night and is in a certain mood. You wake up to him coming into the room. He crawls into bad with you and proceeds to make a mess of you and himself.
I had fallen asleep early that night. We had been messing around a bit but Denki had to go out on a late mission and told me not to wait up. So I threw on one of his shirts and went to bed. I was woken up by the bedroom door shutting and opened my eyes. I was laying on my stomach and saw the clock read 2:30am.
“Denki?” I called out in a sleepy voice. I pushed up on my elbows slightly, rubbing my eyes.
“It’s me baby…” I felt the bed dip and Denki crawl over me. I turned over to look at him. Once level with my eyes, he leant on his forearm next to my head with his other hand on my waist.
“What…” I went to ask, setting my hand on his chest.
“Sh, baby…” He leant in close, ghosting a breath over my lips before kissing me hungrily. I whimpered underneath him, barely being able to keep up with his pace. His hand lightly traveled down my leg and back up, catching the hem of my (his) shirt with his thumb. He pulled away and I tried to follow his lips.
“Hey!”
“Haha. Soon enough sweet darlin’.” He said. I watched him look me over in the dark. “I love it when you wear my clothes.” He leant down and traced the shirt collar with his tongue. I gasped, arching my back and squirming under him. “Oh, do you like that?”
“Yes!” I tried to pull him into a kiss but he kept his distance. I whined and he just laughed in response. His hand moved back down and traveled between my legs, purposely missing the spot I needed him most. He pushed my thighs apart and slotted his hips between my legs. I could feel his hard length pushing against me.
“What should I do next darling?” He kissed my neck and slowly rolled his hips into mine. My mouth dropped open before I bit my lip.
“Anything, please. Just… touch me, love me, kiss me.” I grabbed onto his neck. He let me pull him down this time. My kiss to him is very needy. I whined against his lips as he rubbed circles into my hips. I bucked up into him and he gasped against my lips.
“Shit baby.” He pulled away as his hips moved against mine. I kissed down his jaw before searching his neck for his sweet spot. He gave a particularly hard thrust when I nibbled just above his collar bone. I attacked that spot and shivered as he moaned.
“Denki, please. I need you.” He pushed up onto his hands, still grinding against me.
“Uh, do you know? I couldn’t tell.” He joked. I hit him in the chest before running my fingers through his hair. I toyed with the black bolt.
“I want you.” I whispered.
“Then you’ll have me.” He smiled. He hooked his thumbs in my underwear before pulling them off. I watched as he pulled off his own clothes. I trailed my eyes down his toned chest until I got to his v-line. He was just about to pull off his briefs.
“Let me…” I sat up and pushed his hands away. He stood up on his knees and I pulled them off. His cock bobbed before standing at attention. I looked up at him through my lashes before licking a long stripe from base to tip.
“Shit” He hissed and I felt him grip my hair. I wrapped my hand around his shaft before slowly pumping him. I teased the tip with my tongue before blowing on it. My head was pulled back roughly. “Now, no teasing.”
“I’m sorry.” I tried to go back to his cock but he instead pushed me down. He lowered himself back down. He kissed me and I felt his fingers at my entrance. I moaned as he slipped two fingers in. I bucked against his hand. “More.”
“Patience baby. Don’t want to hurt you.” He whispered. He slowly prepped me adding another finger for a bit before pulling them out completely. He then reached behind my head and came back with a condom.
“Denki, hurry.”
“Impatient tonight?” He asked while slipping it on.
“You’re the one that woke me up and got me all hot and bothered so take responsibility.” I snapped, yanking on his hair. He hissed and dropped down to hover just above me.
“I will then.” He smirked and pushed in in one go.
“Ah, Denki!” I moaned out, my hand finding more purchase in his hair. He grinded his hips slowly against mine while I adjusted to his size. His fingers had nothing on his dick. I gasped and he get his forehead on mine. “Pl-lease.”
“Alright.” He pulled his hips back slightly and pushed forward again. I whined and bucked up into him more. He chuckled and pinned down my hips.
“Denki!” I went to protest but was cut off by a hard thrust. A moan forced it way out of my lungs as he set an ungodly pace. I clutched onto his back, nails scratching his back.
“Dammit Y/N…” He said breathlessly. He angled his thrusts and lifted my hips higher.
“Ah! Denki, right there!” I gasped. He straightened up and I ran my nails down his chest.
“That feel good, baby?” He asked breathlessly. I nodded furiously, basically mewling at the pleasure.
As he went fast and harder, I couldn’t form a coherent sentence, just moans of his name. I hiked my legs up higher on his waist pulling him closer. I reached up and cupped his cheek. He opened his eyes to meet mine and his were completely clouded with lust. I’m sure mine matched his.
I slightly tugged on his hair and he seemed to get the hint because he dropped down and planted his lips on mine. His hand traveled down and rubbed me slightly. I gasped and tightened around him.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He gasped against my lips. His hips stuttered before he picked up his pace. The sound of slapping skin, heavy breathing, and muffled moans were filling the room. It wasn’t long until I felt that familiar warmth tightening in my belly.
“I’m close, Denks.” I said, pulling away from his sweet lips.
“Are you know?” He asked. I nodded with a whimper. “Mmm…” Suddenly he tapped my thigh, sending a small voltage through me.
“Denki!” My back arched off the bed.
“God dammit, that was hot! Got to admit I’m close too, babe.” He nipped at my neck and ear. “How about we cum together?”
“Yes.” I nodded furiously.
“Come on then baby…cum with me.” He gave one hard thrust hitting all the right places and I fell over the edge.
“Denki!” I screamed.
“Shit, Y/N!” His hips sputtered before going still, cumming hard. He lightly kissed at my neck, grinding his hips as we both came down. He pushed up and pulled out slowly. I whined from the sensitivity. “I’m sorry baby.” He kisses my chest and tummy before getting up.
“Fuck.” I moved up the bed and laid better on the pillows. “Denki.”
“I’m coming back, my love. Patience.” He called from the other room.
“Okay.” I murmured as I tried to pull the blanket over me slightly. Denks came back with stuff to clean me up. He shushed and cooed at me as I flinched from the sensitivity. He disappeared for a moment before coming back and he hopped into bed with me.
“Damn, you always amaze my baby.” He whispers as he cuddles up to me, burying us in the blankets. I bury my head in his neck and completely relax into his arms.
“I try.” I joked. He chuckles and nuzzles into my hair and breaths in. “Did something happen at work that you needed some relief from?”
“No. Just wanted my darling baby.”
“Okay.” I kissed his collarbone. “But know that I will be getting you back for the teasing later.” I felt him shiver under me and smirked.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” He said in an excited tone before we both drifted off.
+You and Kiri have been pining after each other for a long time. Kiri had figured out you return his feelings and has been trying to figure out a way to confess to you. His attempt goes terribly wrong and you avoid him at all costs. This tears Kiri apart until the rest of the Bakusquad steps in and forces you two to talk things out.
2870 words
Angst to fluff, Warnings: super makes you want to cry because Kiri is sad.
I sighed as I watched Kiri joking around with the rest of the Bakusquad. I admired the smile that crossed his face and nearly swooned at the sparkle in his eyes. As he looked my way, I snapped out of it and looked away, looking around the room with wandering eyes. I looked back and met his eyes. He smiled and gave a small wave. I waved back. He chuckled before Kaminari ran into him from a push by Bakugo. He caught the yellow haired boy before putting himself between the two.
“Calm down, Bakubro!” He tried to calm the angry blonde. Kaminari slinked away and I turned away from the red head to watch the electric boy slink up behind me.
“I am not going to protect you.” I said looking over my shoulder as he placed himself right behind my back.
“No, I know. Kiri’s already doing that.” He placed his hands on my shoulders before peeking over my shoulder. I looked back as Kiri held Bakugo back from running at Kami. My eyes darted down to his exposed bicep. I watched as his arm flexed from the strain of holding the strong boy back. I tilted my head to the side while staring. “You keep staring like that and he is bound to notice.”
“What!” I nearly screeched, looking back at him. He just smiled, letting go of my shoulders and setting his chin on my shoulder. I felt him cross his arms over his chest before he gave me a smug look. I narrowed my eyes at him.
“You literally stare at him all the time and I am seriously surprised you have not been caught. Especially by the man in question.” He mused. I looked between him and the red head who now was laughing and roughhousing with the loud blonde. I sighed and looked down. Kami hummed in smug question.
“Fine. Maybe I do.” I admitted. “But! You say absolutely nothing! Nothing!” I turned around quick. Kami stumbled as he was thrown off balance by my movement away from him. “Promise me, Kami!”
“Well, I mean maybe it would hel…” He smiled while wiggling his eyebrows.
“Kaminari!” I exclaimed. He flinched and threw up his hands in surrender.
“I promise.” He squeaked.
“Hey, you two alright over there?” Kiri called. We turned to see him holding Bakugo in a headlock. He was smiling and had one eyebrow lifted in question. My eyes darted to Kiri’s arm where his bicep was rippling from the strain of holding Bakugo. I gulped and nodded.
“We’re fine!” I threw a glare at the electric blonde. He smirked. I turned back and smiled at the red head.
“Well, actually…” Kami started but I threw my arm out and hit him in the stomach. He gave out a gurgled yelp before falling back and toppling over the back of the couch.
“Like I said, we’re fine.” I chirped as a loud groan echoed behind me. Bakugo burst out laughing as Kiri let him go. I walked past the two as Kami yelled at me. I went to go into the kitchen but turned before entering. I looked back at Kirishima and watched as he helps Kami get up.
3RD POV
Right after Kiri helped the blonde up, his eyes darted to see Y/N’s disappearing figure. He sighed and placed an arm on Kami’s shoulder. He stared off into the distance, thinking about the solar & lunar manipulator. Kaminari groaned out loud.
“Oh My God! I just had this conversation with Y/N! You keep this up and they are going to notice.” He exclaimed.
“And that’s a bad thing?” Kiri looked at his friend with a smirk.
“Right, you know about their feelings.” He muttered before turning back to the red head. “That is not fair on their part, Kiri. They don’t know about your feelings for them yet you’re here knowing about theirs and not doing a thing about it.”
“I know, I know.” He said before he was hit on the back of his head. Kiri groaned as he lurched forward. He turned to see Bakugo standing there with his arm raised, drinking from a water bottle.
“Just tell them you dipshit.” Was all he said before he walked off towards his room. Kiri stood there in shock.
“He’s right Bro. You just need to tell Y/N.” Kami said with a smile before walking to the stairs. In the same moment, Y/N walked out of the kitchen.
“Hey Kiri, you alright? You look kind of, well, you have that look of constipation on your face kind of.” They giggled. The sound made Kiri smile instantly.
“Yeah. I’m alright.” He walked over. “Just a few things on my mind.”
“Anything I can help with?” They offered. Kiri was nearly entranced by their gorgeous (e/c) eyes that were filled with worry and care for him.
“Maybe but not right now. It’s getting late.” He said, reaching up and brushing hair back over their shoulder. Y/N’s eyes darted to his hand before looking up at him with bright yet slightly shy eyes. A slight glaze of red went over their cheeks.
“Yeah.” Y/N bit the inside of their cheek. Kiri was all giddy inside and was reeling from their reaction.
“But how about we train together tomorrow after school?” Kiri offered.
“Yes, for sure.” Y/N took a step back. “Night Kiri.”
“Night Y/N.” They disappeared upstairs and Kiri’s legs gave out on him. He fell back over the arm of one of the couches. He smiled uncontrollably. He punched the air in excitement.
“You alright there Kirishima?” He jumped in surprise before rolling off the couch. He stood up and saw Uraraka standing there with as questioning look.
“Yeah, totally fine.” He said little nervously, scratching the back of his neck. She looked at him in worry. He relaxed and gave her a smile. “Really I am. I am just excited.”
“If you’re sure.” She shook her head before going upstairs. Kiri went up to his room and barely was able to go to sleep that night.
The next day was an easy on for once. Aizawa wasn’t as hard on them today, normal classes weren’t too hard, and no villain attacks. Both Kiri and Y/N nearly bolted for the training area they agreed on. They trained quirks on both offense and defense for a few hours before switching off to hand to hand.
Y/N’s POV
“You seem like you’re running down there, L/N. You doing alright?” Kiri gave me a teasing smile. He then ran his tongue out and over his lip. I got distracted by it for a second before shaking my head.
“I’m doing fine. Not running down at all. I think you need your eyes checked.” He laughed before lunging at me. I took a small step back before timing my jump just right. I launched myself over Kiri’s back and used his shoulder as launch pad.
What is didn’t expect was for him to stop short enough to swivel around and shoulder chuck my side on my landing. I went somersaulting before landing on my knees. I looked up at him in surprise.
“What? I’ve been working on it.” He said. “Can’t handle it?”
“You wish.” I crossed my arms. He smirked and held his arms out, waiting. I rolled back in quick and came up with my feet against his chest. I heard him groan before stumbling back. We danced around the mat until Kiri got me slammed up against the padded wall. “Umph!”
“Gotcha.” He said in my ear. I groaned before looking at him. I froze when I realized how close we were. I’m pretty sure my face was already red from the exertion but I felt the blush burn. I met his eyes and he smile wide. I glanced down at his pearly white sharp teeth.
“Um…” I didn’t realize I was staring until his chuckled. I dropped my head and looked away. I mentally kicked myself but froze when he grabbed my chin and made me look at him. He was still smiling and booped my nose.
“Damn you’re cute.” The blushed intensified. I stuttered.
“I am.”
“Mm hmm.” He nodded. He moved in even closer. I had to look up to keep eye contact with him. “You know, I have notices you’re stares and looks on me.
“You have?” I was starting to panic a little bit but also get a little excited. I mean he was standing this close with a smile on his face, had to be good thing right?
“Yep. I have also seen how you act around me. You are laid back, cool minded, and confident around everyone else but around me you get flustered, shy, and sometimes even panicky sometimes. I mean it’s absolutely adorable.” His last statements threw me off. He sounded almost mocking.
“Wait what?” I snapped. I pushed him back. He stumbled and looked at me confused. He went to say something but I held up my hand. “Are you making fun of me?” His confused look changed to panic in a second.
“W-what? No of course not!” He stuttered.
“Yes you are!” I pushed him again and he fell on his ass. He looked up at me in panic. “What? Hate that I’m not playing along? It’s not nice or, or, or manly to play with someone’s feelings! It’s not right to tease me.” Tears were streaming down my face. “You’re not who I thought you were.” I said in a hushed tone before running out of the training area crying.
“Y/N!” I ignored him and kept going.
3rd POV
Kiri watched as they ran away, too shocked and ashamed to fully comprehend what just happened. Once he finally got his ass in gear, he was up and out the door but he was too late.
“Y/N!” He called out in desperation. He ran down the side of the building a bit before stopping altogether. He was breathing heavy and pacing in place, anger at himself growing. He became so pissed off and before he could stop himself he punch the wall, quirk activated. He looked at the cracks and crater. “You are an idiot.” He muttered to himself as the picture of you crying. Just the sight brought tears to his eyes.
Kiri went and gather his and Y/N’s things before making his way back to the dorms. He gathered himself enough to not have anyone ask him questions right now. He wouldn’t be able to handle it. He asks your dorm neighbor to bring your stuff to you before trudging to clean up and hide in his room.
A couple of weeks went by with by with Y/N avoiding Kiri like the plague. He would try to go up to them and explain what he had done, what he really meant but you wouldn’t have any of it. The only time you let him near you was during class training or internship.
He would try to catch you to explain but you would just walk away. There times where he almost broke down in tears watching you walk away. There were times where he actually did. He would go hide in an empty stairwell or a janitor’s closet or where ever he could hide from prying eyes. It tore him up knowing he made you this upset. The rest of the class was starting to catch on to the rift that had fell between you.
They grow especially concerned when Kiri becomes a shell of his former else. He isn’t as cheerful or smilely like normal. He just walks around like a zombie. He doesn’t talk about being manly anymore and even he started to lack in training. What got everyone really, really worried was his eyes grew dull and he got paler.
Everyone else has had enough when he stopped spiking his hair and his black roots started to show and he didn’t even try to hide it. They had tried not to get involved in what ever happened between you two but enough was enough.
“Put me down Bakugo!” I beat on his back as he carried me over his shoulder. I looked at Mina and Kami with narrowed eyes. “What is the meaning of this?”
“We’re worried about Kiri. Whatever happened between you two has really affected him.” Mina said.
“He isn’t himself and we’re even starting to get scared for him. He’s just not our Kirishima anymore.” Kami said with a sad smile and fear in his eyes. I stopped squirming at their words.
“Woah!” I yelped as Bakugo threw me off his shoulder and to my feet.
“Enough is enough! Get in there and fix Shitty hair.” He growled. I could see the worry even in his eyes. Mina opened the door and Bakugo shoved me in. I tumbled to the floor as they slammed the door.
“Real nice guys!” I yelled but whirled around when I heard a surprised whimper. I saw Kiri sitting up in his bed, face riddled with shock.
“Y/N?” He asked in disbelief. I finally actually looked at him for the first time in weeks. I could see why everyone was worried. He was pale, his normal lively eyes were dull, and so much more. I had noticed he was acting different but didn’t realize how much.
“Hi.” I stood up. He jumped up in an energy I haven’t heard from in him in so long. The next thing I knew he was on his knees in front of me, face buried in my stomach. He was holding my legs while crying his eyes out.
“I’m so so sorry. That’s not what I meant at all.” His shaky voice came through muffled. I somehow understood him as he explain what happened, what he really meant by his behavior. I covered my mouth and started crying too at my misjudgment of him. “I was only trying to show my feelings for you.”
“Shit.” I whispered to myself. I started crying harder, my whole body shaking. I felt him still before looking up at me.
“No, no, no!” He cried before pulling me down in his lap. He wrapped his arms around me and I cried into his shoulder. “Shit! I’m sorry! Why do I keep screwing up?! I can’t even apologize right. I’m such a…”
“No, Kiri, no!” I stopped him before he could down talk himself anymore. “I’m just upset at myself for jumping to conclusions. I should have known better and not yelled at you like that.”
“Really?” I nodded and cupped his face. I gave him a watery smile. He let out a big breath of relief. He set his forehead on mine.
“I’m sorry for avoiding you. I should have let you explain.”
“It’s alright. I don’t blame you entirely. I should have just been plain honest with you, not try to be…well, be like Kami and flirt my way through. It wasn’t manly of me.” I chuckled with a big smile.
“There’s my Eijiro Kirishima. The manlest out there.” He smiled before burying his head in my neck, holding my tight. I ran my fingers through his hair and frowned at the sight of his roots. “Hey Ei?”
“Hmm?” He lifted his head to look at me.
“How about we both get cleaned up and then I help you with your hair?” I ask. “Sound good for our first activity as a couple?”
“A couple?” His eyes lit up at the word. I nodded. He shot up with me in his arms. I clung to him as he nodded profusely. I laughed as he held me tight. “Come on, let’s go.”
A little while later we made our way down to the common room hand and hand. Kiri kept nuzzling or kissing my hand, kissing my cheek, and giving me surprise hugs all the way down the four flights of stairs. We finally got to the common room and were greeted by loud hollers and cheers.
“Yes! Finally!” I heard Kaminari scream. We chuckled and made over to the couch where Sero, Kami, Jiro, and Mina sat.
“Hey guys.” Kiri said softly.
“Finally, our shark boy back to normal. Even the red spikey hair.” Mina teased.
“Yeah and I have the red hands to prove it.” I held up my stained red blotched hands. They all laughed.
“Hey shitty hair.” We both looked at the kitchen. Bakugo stood there with a smirk on his face. “Get your ass in the kitchen and eat. You need the energy.”
“Coming Bakugo.” Kiri laughed as Bakugo went back in the kitchen. Kiri brought my hand to his lips. “Caring in his own way.”
“Yeah, he’s a hard one to read but he definitely cares for his friends. Trust me, I got the hint quite well.” I looked at Mina and Kami with raised eyebrows. Kiri looked between me, them, and the kitchen.
“Wait, what did you guys do?” Kiri asked suspiciously. I bit my lip, trying to keep quiet.
“Nothing that wasn’t helpful to the situation.” Kami rushed his words out before sharing a look with Mina.
“Bye!” She exclaimed and they both darted for their respective stairs.
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+You and the Big Three are invited to a party. Mirio and Nejiere were going and so were you. You were still trying to convince Tamaki though. Eventually you relent and go to leave. You didn’t mean for him to hear it but he heard you mutter, “I don’t wanna go without you.” He grows guilty before Mustering up the courage to show up.
I finished adjusting my (skirt/dress parts) and walked over to my boyfriend. He looked up from his tablet and Smiled at me. I twirled for him before holding out my hands in silent question.
“You look very cute, bunny.” He said sweetly. I bounced in glee before going over to him. He set his hand on my waist as I leant down to peck his lips. His fingers played with the accent pieces on my waist. “I hope you have fun tonight.”
“Thank you.” I said. I went to brush my hair out one last time. “Are you sure you won’t Come?” I sat down next to him. He poked down the sleeves of his sweater over his hands.
“No.” He shook his head. My shoulders slumped and a pout came across my face.
“Please?” I asked cutely. I saw the ghost of a smile but he shook his head again. I pouted more before laying my head in his lap. His fingers immediately found purchase in my hair.
“Sorry.” He said.
“No, don’t be.” I looked up at him. I cupped his cheek and rubbed my thumb over his cheek. “I know you don’t like big crowds. I won’t make you do something you don’t like.”
“Thank you bunny.” He pecked my forehead. He looked back at his tablet, pushing his hair behind his ear. “It’s getting close to time. You better get moving.”
“Okay. I’ll see you later. ” I got up and turned to kiss him. I went to pull away but he kept me in place. “Tama…” I giggled against his lips. He pulled away finally with a blush. I walked towards the door grabbing my shoes on the way.
“I’m sure you’ll have fun. Mirio and Nejire Will be there so you’ll still have company.”
“You’re right. I’ll see you afterwards.” I said waving. I turned to the door and silently sighed. “But I don’t want to go without you.” I mumbled.
3rd POV
Tamaki’s shoulders slumped as he heard the wards leave their lips. He knew they didn’t mean for him to hear it but he had. He sat there for a while feeling bad about this situation. He was taken out of his bubble by a text from Mirio.
They’re so cute but they’re missing you. Attached was a pic of you. You were talking with someone but he could see the small pout still present on your lips. Tamaki sighed before locking his phone. He didn’t text back but ran to his room to get changed.
He took in a shaky breath as he approached the party. He grip the Sleeves of his shirt as he walked in. Tamaki’s eyes darted around the crowded room searching for you and your other friends. He finally saw your (h/c) hair and slipped through the crowd.
Y/N’s POV
I laughed at the joke before holding my nose when the feeling of liquid coming out hit. Mirio laughed at me, nearly falling to the floor. I hit him in the chest to help before feeling arms wrap around me.
“Hey! What do you…” I stopped when I felt the person bury their head in between my shoulder blades. A smile came across my face and leant my head back against his. “Hi, baby.”
“Hi, bu-bunny.” He muttered into my shirt. I set my hands over his. He lifted his head and reburied his face in my hair. Mirio finally stood up straight and looked back at me. His eyes widened in glee as he saw his best friend hiding behind me.
“Hey there Tama! Glad you could make it.” He said before turning back to the conversation. I could feel Tama relax a bit behind me at Mirio not making a big deal of his arrival. I turned to face him and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Hey there.” I whispered to him. He smiled and tightened his grip.
“Hi.” He stayed in close. I pecked his lips.
“I thought you didn’t want to come. What changed your mind?” I asked before my stomach dropped. I held his face. “Is something wrong?”
“No, no.” He smiled. “I just felt too bad. You really wanted me to come and…” He paused. “I heard you when you left the room. How you didn’t want to go without me…”
“Awe, Tama.” I smiled, relaxing. “That didn’t mom you had to come. I would have been fine.” I ran a hand through his hair. He hummed and leant into my hand.
“I know.” He opened his eyes. “Mirio also sent me a picture of you and I could see you were a little lonely.”
“He did, did he?” I shook my head in disbelief but sniced none the less. I kiss his nose. “Well I’m glad you’re here. Now let’s go get something to drink.”
We got drinks and came quickly. Tama seemed to be having a decent time. While still attached to me, he was talking to Nejiere. Mirio was on my other side. I waited for him to have a break in conversation before I smacked him in the back of the head.
“Ow! What was that for?” He rubbed the sore spot, looking at me in betrayal.
“You know what that was for. I told you to leave him alone!” I chided. His expression morphed from betrayal to to cheeky shock.
“Well…” I hit him again. “Ow!” He yelped and covered his head to protect himself. “Sorry! But you have to admit he is enjoying himself. So, not sorry really.” He then disappeared through the wall.
“Seriously.” I groaned. Tama turned to me.
“What up bunny?” He asked.
“Just your ridiculous best friend. Drives me nuts.” He chuckled. He nuzzled his nose into my hair. I relaxed into him. He tucked my head under his chin. We just stood there for a while before I heard his stomach rumble. “Wanna bail and go get some food?”
“Please.” He said immediately. I laughed and grabbed his hand. We walked out and I shot a text to the blonde idiot letting him know.
“Hey Tama?” I spoke up after a bit of quiet walking.
“Yes bunny?”
“How about next time there’s a party, you try and convince me to stay instead of me trying to convince you to go?” He laughed and pulled me into his side more.
“I think I can do that, love.” He said. I smiled and joined in on laughing.
Hi! If you cannot do this that is so okay, I know you said there’s not a guarantee on characters, but could you possibly do a Tensei Iida x reader? If not then totally disregard the following lol
Romantic/fluff, reader has a quirk called Photosynthesis that can make plants sentient and move at her will. Storyline follows the two before the Stain incident, where Tensei has a day off of hero duty and spends the day with the reader.
@tadahoni I hope you like it!! It took me a hot minute since I’ve never written for him. This turned out very cute & playful & I love it!!
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Day Off - Tensei Iida (Pre-Stain)
I groaned as I woke up. I blocked out the Sun out of my eyes before turning over. I arched my back, stretching out my stiff muscles until my back popped.
“Awe, that felt good.” I muttered. I laid back, relaxing my body. I started to doze off when I smelt food cooking. I shot up, holding the blanket to my chest. I finally remembered. “He’s home. It’s his day off!” I threw off the blankets, jumped from the bed, and threw on one of his shirts. I ran out the door and down the hall towards the Kitchen.
“Because you live and breathe. Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help.” I heard him singing softly as I approached.
“Tensei!” I exclaimed as I walked in. He turned to me with a big smile. He was shirtless with a pair of sweatpants on, Spatula in hand.
“Good morning sweetheart. Did you forget I had the day off?” I nodded before going over to hug him. He held me close to his chest and I breathed him in deep. He picked me up and set me down on the counter. “I know I work alot but…”
“Nope.” I placed a finger on his lips. “You have a responsibility as Ingenium and I understand. It’s okay.” He smiled before Kissing me. The sweet kiss turned into a slow make out session. He laughs against my lips.
“As much as I love this, baby. I don’t want to burn breakfast.”
“Mmm.” I whined, pulling him into a deep kiss before letting go. He backed up and my arms fell to my lap. He finished up the eggs. I looked up at the hanging planter. I stood up on the counter to get a good look at my herbs. I saw my parsley and waved my hand over it. The green haze fell from my hand and the plant grew. I plucked a couple pieces as Tensei spoke up.
“Alright, it’s all finished but could you…” I looked down at him and he was staring at me. I held out the parsley. “Yeah, that. Thank you.”
“Welcome.” I got down and sat at the bar. He set a plate in front of me before sitting down. We ate while making small talk.
“So what do we want to do today?” He asked while taking the dishes. I went to answer but was cut off by him groaning in pain. He grabbed his shoulder.
“Tensei?”
“It’s alright. I just had a run in with a villian with a nasty punch yesterday. So I’m a little sore.” He smiled back at me.
“Alright, how about a hot bath first?” I cocked my head to the side.
“I could go for that.” He smirked.
A little while later after a long hot bath and a massage he plopped onto the couch. I laughed at his sprawled out position. I waved my hand and the plants by the window shut the curtains. He looked at them before looking back at me.
“I never thought I would have a house full of so many plants. But here we are.”
“And your brother complains about them being overgrown every time he comes over.” I comment. He laughed while opening his arms. I laid down on his chest.
“I try to tell him to relax but he’s so uptight. I have no clue where it comes from.” He shrugs.
“I can think of where. Plus, he is only trying work hard and live up to and be like his older brother. I could only imagine how he was when you told me when he got to be class president.” I said. “I love the kid but damn.”
“Tell me about it.” He chuckles before kissing my head. “But I love him too. And I am so God Damn proud of him. He’s doing so well.”
“Especially with what he and his classmates have already faced.” I added. “He’s going to be an amazing hero someday.”
“Yes.” We sat there in comfortable silence until he perked up. “Did you finish that book we were reading together?”
“No, I was waiting for you.”
“Awesome. Can you possibly… read it to me?” He asked shyly.
“What? Is the great Ingerion not able to read a book?”
“Of course I can!” He exclaimed. “I have a very high reading level, it’s just… I like it when you read to me. The sound of your voice soothes me.” He blushed.
“Alright, cool guy. Let me just find…” I sat up and looked around for the book. I saw it on the top shelf of a bookshelf next to the TV. At the appearance of the green hue around my hand, the vine plant on top of the bookshelf grabbed the book for me. It stretched Across the room to give it to me.
“That always amazes me.” He said. I smiled before patting my lap. He moved and set his head in my lap.
We sat there as I read out loud. It was a long while before we moved from that spot. We moved on from the book to watching some TV. There were a couple lacy make outs mixed in here and there. Before we knew it, it was lunch time.
“Do you wanna order in?” He asked as he got up. I nodded. “What do you wa…” His phone began ringing. He looked at it and groaned.
“Go ahead.” I said as my phone went off too. It was a text from Hawks. “I gotta take of something too.” I called the birdman as he spoke with some of his sidekicks. Luckily, neither of the calls took long.
“I’m gonna order some (F/Food) . Is that okay?”
“Yeah! How about in the meantime… We make my mom’s famous brownie cookies for dessert?” His eyes widened in excitement.
“Yes!” He nodded before swiftly making the call. He pranced over into the kitchen.
“You sure you’re the Oldest?” I asked. He gave me a glare before pulling out ingredients we needed. Baking with him is an adventure. There’s dancing, sampling, messes, and food fights. Let’s just say, when the food came, Tensei’s hair was more white than dark blue.
“He looked at me like I was crazy before I told him we were baking cookies.” I laughed as he set the take out containers down.
“Well you do have flour I mean, everywhere.” He brushed off his clothes while rolling his eyes.
“Who’s fault is that?” I bit my lip and darted my eyes around the room.
“Lilie’s.” I pointed to the Easter Lily in the corner.
“Yeah. Sure.” He came up behind me and took over panning the cookies. I let my arms drop and leant back into him. I turned my head and nuzzled into his neck. He hummed in delight before hugging me tight. “Thank you, Love.”
“For what?”
“You always make my days off amazing.” He said. “I’m always so relaxed and energized for the next day. It’s miraculous. I love you.” He nosed my cheek. I sighed and rubbed my thumbs over his hands.
“I love you too Tensei. I love doing this for you.” I turned and rubbed my nose against his before ghosting my lips over his. Our moment was interrupted by the sound of the oven. Tensei took the cookie sheet and put it in.
“How about we eat?” He asked. I nodded.
“You know, we should send some of the cookies to Tenya. He’s probably really stressed with school and I know how much he likes them.”
3rd POV
Tensei watched and listened to his partner talk about their worries for his brother, for him, and about other things that they were thinking about. He could listen to them talk all day. Hence him asking them to read to him earlier. As he admired them more, his mind went back to the little box he had hidden in the back of his drawers.
Maybe today’s the day… He thought to himself as he got a Kiss on the head. They’re attention made him forget, even for a moment, about the nasty, red eyed murderous villian that has plaguing the hero world.
First time trying to hold their hand. Does it go right or wrong?
+Neither you nor Shigaraki were the type to hold hands. For some of the same reasons and some different. For one of Shiggy’s, well obviously his quirk and for you, you were not the type to be all touchy feely in cutesy stuff. Neither of you were really the affectionate types. That is until a day comes that You need a little physical touch.
The day couldn’t go by and end fast enough. Nothing was going right, I was nearly caught by some heroes, and to top it off, it started to storm. As soon as I walked in the door, I threw my soaked coat in some random direction. I shook my hair out, ignoring the displeased yell towards me.
“Ugh!” I threw myself into a booth completely annoyed with the world. My fingers aggressively rapped against the table top. I had been on edge all day, from the moment I woke up.
“Well some one’s in a bad mood.” A deep voice said from across the bar. I glanced toward the bar and saw the black hair male next to our leader. It surprised me to see him out of his room and away from his video games.
“Not now Dabi.” I growled under my breath. A drink was placed in front of me and I saw the black purple Wisps out of the corner of my eye. I took a long drink before leaning back into my seat.
“Awe, is someone also a bit touchy? Oh, everyone! Look out!” He laughed. I rubbed my eyes before burying my face in my hands. I just felt like I really needed a hug, a loving touch, or something.
“Dadi just leave them alone.” Kurogiri said.
“What? I’m not doing anything.” He grumbled. I rolled my eyes and just took another drink. I heard an argument between multiple people ensue. I was left alone for a little while but I could feel eyes on me. Frustration was quickly growing in me. I looked up and around the room. Across the bar, there was a recruit that had been around for a few weeks with his eyes glued on me.
“Great. Him.” I groaned and looked away. It was not even a minute and he was standing next to the table. “Can I help you with something?”
“Nooo… but I think I could help. Get those frustrations out I mean.” He gave me a big smile which I’m sure he meant to be sexy but failed miserably.
“Really?” I asked sarcastically, unimpressed. He nodded, ignoring my sarcasm. He leant down so his face was close with mine.
“Really, really.” He smirked. He reached to touch me. “I have so many ideas.”
“Haha. Careful there, recruit.” I warned, pushing his hand away. His touch was revolting. The frustration was about to snap.
“Oh come on, sweetie. Just come with me and…” He reached out again. I snapped. I shoved him back and shot out of my seat. He stumbled and I grabbed his neck tight. Black webbed out on his skin.
“Walk for a mile and then walk into traffic you pathetic nitwit.” I growled. I shoved him away and he walked out the door. I sighed. That was the first time my quirk worked right allday. I finally noticed the room was silent. “Anyone else?” Gazes immediately moved away from me. Tears fought their way to the surface. I felt like I was going to fall apart, that there is nothing to hold me together.
“Y/N.” A presence came up behind me.
“What!” I turned to see Shiggy next to me. His eyes went from me to the door. “I don’t want to hear it! Can’t you all just leave me alone for one goddamn minute!” I yelled, throwing my hands up and stomping off. I walked to an unused back hall and leant against a wall. There was a big window in front of me, showing me the storm outside.
“Y/N..” I jumped and yelled out. The tears finally broke though.
“What Tomura!?” I yelled. “I know I messed up so what could it be you are here for?” I slammed back into and slid down the wall. “Because it only seems that people come to me when they want something, want to tease on me, or make me their punching bag! So what possibly could you be here for! Huh?”
“Y/N.”
“What?” I looked up and saw he was sitting next to me on my left. He reached up and pried my hand from my hair. I gasped because I didn’t ever know I was doing it, the ache setting in. His next action shocked me more. He took my right hand in his left and began to rub circles. “Shigaraki?”
“Just take it.” He slowly wrapped his right arm around my shoulders. I set my head on his shoulder cautiously. When he didn’t react beyond pulling me in more, I let my full weight on him. I noticed he had on his two finger gloves and a small smile came to my face.
I gripped his hand and placed my other hand over his and traced random shapes. Underneath, I was soaking in all the soft attention and touches. Shiggy normally hated to wear the gloves so he never really did this soft stuff. Sure we’ve done some more spicy touching but never this.
“Thank you.” I whispered. “I know you hate wearing the gloves.”
“I don’t hate wearing them. I just had no reason too.” His raspy voice said softly into my ear. He moved his arm off my shoulder and brought it forward to set his other hand with the others. “Now I do.”
“Huh?” I lifted my head to look at him.
“I am not a very… touchy person but with you I want to be. I just didn’t know how to ask you.” He said. “With anyone else, I’m not interested. But with you, I want to have everything.So I don’t hate it.”
“I feel the same.” I admitted after a minute of silence. “I had to admit it to myself as well. I haven’t been close enough to anyone in such a long time that I didn’t know what to do.”
“So we are meant for each other.” He laughed and so did I.
“You know, if you hadn’t sent that shit head on his way, I would have dusted him.” I laughed hard, leaning into him more.
“I am just happy my quirk worked. It’s been acting up all day.” I held up my free hand. Black swirled on my fingertips. Tomura let go of my one hand and placed his finger tips against mine, all five. He tapped them before gently lacing his fingers with mine.
“Things happen and I will be… Will be here for you the best I can.” He said. “I know I am far from a great man but…”
“If I wanted a great man, I would not be here.” I said a matter of factly. He laughed. “The dark, brooding, crazy type that has a side obsession of video games myself. They’re more fun.”
“Damn. That specific, huh?” He asked.
“Actually, now that you mention it, I like them to have light blueish hair with a hand problem.”
“Watch it.” He warned with no threat behind it. “You know, now that I’ve gotter a taste of this I won’t go back.”
“Same.” I tightened my grip on his hand.“I hate to admit it but I need a little physical touch every now and then.”
“I couldn’t agree more.” He whispered. I nearly fell asleep when a loud clash of thunder and lightning spooked us both. “Ugh! Can we, maybe move somewhere more comfortable than the floor?”
“Oh, fine you big baby.” I got up and looked down at him expectedly. He got up and took my hand. I yawned as I’ve walked through the halls, hand in hand.
Warnings: Mental Abuse/manipulation, name calling, injury
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+ After Hawks breaks the down, he takes you to the hospital. At one point, your mother tries to come into the room but Hawks won’t let her in. You are confused why he is being so nice to you. He explains his feelings you and more. Eventually, you have to speak up to your mother but you don’t back down this time.
I groaned as I woke up to my head throbbing. I tried to move but the little bit I did sent pain across my abdomen. I cried out and tensed as the pain persisted on staying. I felt something soft on my arm and finally caught on to a voice speaking.
“Hey, it’s okay. Sh. Just stay still for me.” I choked on a sob. “Hey, hey. Can I get a doctor in here?!” The person yelled. I was finally able to open my eyes and saw a blur of red. I blinked to clear my eyes and my gaze locked on gold irises. My gaze then moved to the red wings.
“Hawks?” I stuttered.
“Yeah, it’s me kid.” He looked behind him. I saw another figure round the bed as Hawks tried to calm me down.
“Miss L/N. Where is the pain?”
“My side and head.” I saw as another flare came through. I cried softly and heard another comfort from Hawks.
“Okay Miss L/N, we’re going to give you some pain medication and it should kick in very quickly.” I nodded. I just kept my eyes closed. “Alright, I will be back to check upon you in a little bit.”
“Okay.” I laid there making a sound of discomfort and pain every now and again. Hawks kept cooing comforts at me while rubbing circles into my arm and hand. “What happened?”
“Well, I came to check on you after my patrol and heard you fall inside your apartment. I had to break the door down to get to you.” He explained. “You’re wound got so much worse. Enough that it made you pass out and get sick.”
“Oh.” I looked away.
“Where was your mother?”
“Out. She took the advice of rest and relaxation from the doctor as a free pass to have a night out with her boyfriend.” I said.
“Damn. Did she know about your wound?”
“No.” I said. “Even if she did, it would be nothing but an inconvenience to her.”
“What do you mean by that?” He asked.
“She’s a very busy woman and it would just be something to disrupt her day. Throw off the schedule.” I said. “It’s nothing new. Her work is very important to her. So…” I shrugged.
“Really? That’s bullshit.” He said in disbelief. “You are her child. You should be her priority even if you are an adult! I bet you haven’t left home because she won’t let you basically.”
“That’s not true!” I exclaimed.
“It isn’t? Alright. How about this? Every time you brought up leaving home, she would say something about missing you too much or how the house would be too empty or the nice house would go to ‘waste’? Then after so many times of her saying this, you never brought it up again. She was guilt tripping you kid!”
“I um, uh…” I didn’t know what to say. He was right.
“Am I right?”
“I um,…Yes. You are.” I whispered.
“See?” He softened and reached up to cop my face. “I got all of that from meeting her once and your reactions to her. You need to…”
“That’s my child in there!” Both our heads whipped to the door. It was my mother. I gulped, immediately thinking of how mad she was going to be. Hawks must have noticed my apprehension.
“Hey, hey. It’s alright.” He brought my hand up to his lips. “Do you want to see her? Honestly?” He looked at me in question. I took a breath and shook my head. “Okay, I’ll get rid of her.”
“O-okay.” He got up and walked to the door. He walked out.
“Oh Hawks! You’re here? How are they?”
“They are okay. No thanks to you.” He said.
“W-what?” She stuttered.
“You knew they were hurt and you made them act like they weren’t.”
“I did not…”
“I’m not done!” I saw his wings puff up. “You made them feel like they couldn’t speak up about themselves and their well being. They have a major wound on their side and then you made them clean house. Not to mention, at the accident site you made a point to make sure the attention stayed on you.”
“This is ridiculous. Let me see them.” I saw her try and push her way past him. He spread his wings out so she couldn’t get in. “Hey!”
“They do not want you to come in. I won’t get in.” He said.
“I’m their mother.”
“Then you should have acted like it!” He snapped. “You should have been more concerned by then instead of treating them like a personal assistant. Now I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” He backed up into the room and She began to yell.
“I cannot believe this! This is my child! You are being ungrateful and I am very disappointed!” She screamed. “You’re the hero! You’re supposed to be protecting people.”
“I am.” He said before slamming the door. He stood there for a moment. I saw his shoulders rise and fall before he came back over and sat next to me. He finally looked up at me. “Hey, hey. Don’t cry. It’ll be alright.”
“I’m sorry.” I covered my face.
“No, don’t be. You have every right to be Upset.” He said, retaking my hand. This time he laid his wing over me almost automatically giving me comfort. I uncover my face and look at him.
“She is going to have a cow.” I said in a hoarse voice.
“She already is.” He glanced back at the door before tucking his wing in closer. I set a hand on it. We sat in a comfortable silence. He kept his wing over me and continued to hold my hand. I even began to gently run my fingers through his feathers.
“Why are you doing this? Why one you helping me so…personally?” He lifted his head from where he laid it to look at me. “Why did you show up at my home? I didn’t think heroes usually did after accident check ins.” He took a moment to gather his words.
“I don’t know how to explain it. When I first met you, I felt something spark inside of me. I felt this immediate need to get to know you, to be close to you. That’s why I showed up to your apartment. I knew you were hurt so it bothered me as soon as you ran. I couldn’t stop thinking about you for the rest of my shift.”
“Really?” I looked up at him in disbelief.
“Yeah.” He brought my hand up and Kissed it. Before he could say anything else, the door opened up. I jumped and looked Over. It was just a doctor.
“You are awake.” He smiled. “How are you feeling?”
“Alright.” I said before squirming. “I’m a little sore in my side and arm.”
“I would imagine.” He chuckled. He went through a few tests and did a check up before administering a dose of pain meds. “Now, you should eat and then get some rest. You shouldn’t have to be in here long. Hawks?”
“Of course.” He got up and they walked to the door after the doctor handed me a Menu.
“The mother was escorted out by security.” I barely heard the doctor say.
“I’m sorry for the disturbance.” Hawks said. The doctor waved him off.
“It’s alright.” He said. “We see the type all the time.” He looked back at me. “I just don’t recommend…” I couldn’t hear the rest. Hawks nodded before the doctor left. His phone went off and he groaned after looking it
“I’m sorry kid but I’ve got to fly. I’m needed across town.” He walked over. “You eat and sleep. I’ll be back later.” He went to walk away but I grabbed his sleeve.
“Promise?” My voice shook. He looked at me shocked before his gaze softened. He cupped my cheek and leant down. He gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek.
“I promise.” He whispered in my ear. He pulled back and rubbed his thumb over my cheek. “Bye.” I nodded and he went to turn away but stopped again. He reached for his wing.
“What are you doing?”
“Giving you a feather.” He held out the feather. “I can feel what my feather feels and can control it. So if you need me, give it a hard squeeze, okay?”
“Okay.” I gently took the feather.
“See you in a while, baby.” He walked out the door.
I ate and got some more rest after he left. I laid the feather next to my head on the pillow. I woke up the next morning and Hawks had yet to come back. From What heard, he got pulled into a major villain heist. I finally took notice that my phone was on the table. I turned it on and a crap ton of messages came through. Most from my mother.
“Great.” I muttered. I went through them, rolling my eyes. Just as I went to play one of my games , a call came through from her. “Hello?”
“It’s about time you answered you ungrateful little brat.” She Spat.
“Hello mother.” She mocked me before going on.
“I cannot believe you have done this. You were barely ever hurt and you have milked this. You have got the #2 hero wrapped around your finger and you are wasting his time. My god!” I gripped onto the red feather as she went on. “You have gone way too far to get attention. Do you know how this makes me look? You over dramatic Child. You…”
“Over-dramatic?!” I exclaimed, interrupting her. I am the one being over-dramatic?“ The rushed sound of my door being opened stole my attention long enough to see Hawks coming in alarmed. "I was majorly wounded mom! Bad enough that I should have gone to the hospital immediately! But because of YOU, I hid it and ran away from someone who was just trying to help me! You have me so messed up that I put everything else, especially you before myself.”
“How dare…”
“I’m not done! You knew I was hurt but you didn’t care enough or at all to even be the slightest bit concerned. I’m not even a child to you but more of a, a, an indentured servant. I have had enough of it.” Hawks sat down next to me.
“Is that so?”
“Yes it is. I am moving out.” I said with no hesitation. It was silent on the other line. I looked at Hawks and he was smiling. He took my hand that was holding his feather. He kissed it. I brought the phone down and put it on speaker.
“N-now my baby. there’s no need to go that far. We can work this out.” Hawks raised an eyebrow, both of us knowing what she was doing.
“No, you had 21 years to 'work’ on this. I am your child, not someone for you to order around.” I said calmly. “I am moving out and that’s the end of it.”
“Well don’t expect your…”
“And if any of their belongings are missing or damaged, I will hold you personally responsible, Mrs. L/N.” Hawks chipped in. I heard her gasping, trying to find something to say. “I will be coming to collect their stuff so be prepared.” He took the phone and hung it up. I let out a shaky breath.
“I just snapped.” I said. “She called me over-dramatic and I snapped.” He laughed.
“And I’m so proud of you! You stood up for yourself.” He said. “You can be your own person now.”
“Now to find out who that is.” I bit at my nails. He gently grabbed that hand and brought it down. “And to find a place to live.”
“You’ll stay with me.” He said gently. He wasn’t looking at me but I knew he was serious. “I meant what I said. I want to be close to you. I have more room then I know what to do with and you can have your privacy but I want you near.”
“Alright.” I said. His head shot up in shock.
“Wait, seriously? No arguments? I mean you are essentially moving in with a Stranger.”
“Yeah. You’ve already done so much and I feel I can trust you. Like a…Spark of something” I said. He chuckled before nodding. “Thank you, Hawks.”
“Keigo.”
“Huh?” I wondered why he gave me the random name.
“You can call me Keigo. My name’s Keigo Takami. I think it’s okay for you to know.”
“Oh, well… It’s a pleasure Keigo.” I said. I reached up and cupped his face. His winging puffed a little before relaxing, one coming Up and laying over me again. He nuzzled into my hand. “I look forward to the future I have with you.”
✧･ﾟ: * Prompt ~ Shoto notices you’re cold during movie night, and so he gives you his sweatshirt ~
✧･ﾟ: * Character/Pairing ~ Shoto Todoroki x gn!reader ~
✧･ﾟ: * Content ~ little bit of idiots to lovers, confession (and some sweater-thievery) ~
✧･ﾟ: * Type ~ Request, drabble, fluff ~
✧･ﾟ: * Author’s Note ~ I always love the idea of Shoto as your own personal AC/Heating unit, and getting their sweater just makes my heart melt, so this one was really fun! I kinda ran with it a little, hope you like it! ~
A/N : BAhaha I didn’t even get 10 notes but f/ck it I’ll write it anyways. This might be hella long so lemme know if you want to be added to a taglist. There’s gonna be a traitor so stay to find out!!!
I really hope I get at least like 3 readers on this T^T
Also it’s not going to be strictly Danganronpa like class trials, more just a play or die
Warnings : Swearing, mentions of shooting & bombing
@saralight-42 suggested including the entire class so your wish shall be my command! I really do be bringing in the background characters asdfghjkl
Chapter 1
The start; two little piggies and a pack of wolves
The day had just started like any other.
It was at least another 10 minutes before class started and most of your classmates were already there by the time you walked through the doors.
“Y/N!” Mina called, waving you over as you dumped your bag down next to your seat.
“Morning.” you replied with a smile, pulling a chair to sit next to Kaminari as you listened to them talk about their weekend. Kirishima began talking about a new shop that had opened up near the shopping centre.
The conversations started fading to background noise as you felt a sense of dread wash over you. Nothing had seemed ever so slightly out of place as you entered the classroom, yet the feeling of utter despair still weighed heavy on you as you turned around to try and spot anything peculiar.
There was of course something wrong with the door. A wire, you supposed, chalking it up to another one of Kaminari’s pranks.
Your eyes fell on a small bear perched on top of the teacher’s table, it’s features pulled up in in a large grin as it’s eyes remained still and empty.
“Hey guy, do you know who’s that is-”
Your question was cut short when the door suddenly slammed shut, a click sounding throughout the classroom as it was locked in place. A small shriek left your mouth at the jump scare and you put your hand over your racing heart.
“Um, is this a joke?” Uraraka asked nervously. You could hear your classmates mumble in agreement as your eyes remained on the bear.
“Where is Aizawa senpai?” Midoriya asked.
“I’m not sure.” Todoroki responded.
“Uh guys, should we be worried about that creepy bear?” Hagakure asked, bring everyone’s attention to it as well. At the mention of itself, the bear’s eyes light up, a red glow in one as it jumped up and stood on the table.
“Upupupup…” it started to laugh, bringing it’s hands to it’s mouth as it giggled at the perplexed expressions on everyone’s faces. “Welcome everyone! My name is Monokuma” it cheered. “And we’re going to play a game.”
“No we’re fucking not.” you heard Bakugou curse, his hands clenched in fists as he obviously raged at the stuffed bear. Your friends tried to calm him down and Kirishima put a hand on his shoulder, gently pulling him back.
“The rules are simple.” it continues. “Out of the 20 students in this class, 2 carry a bomb with them.”
“A bomb?” several people gasped, quietly talking among themselves as they questioned if it was telling the truth.
“Yes! However they do not know that they have the bombs, so this way no one can spoil the game. You have three hours to correctly identify them.”
“So we just have to find the right people?” Todoroki asked, a blank look on his face.
“Yes!” it nodded. “And then you just shoot them.”
“I’m so sorry what?” you asked loudly, everyone’s eyes on you at your outburst as they agreed. “We need to kill our friends?”
It nodded excitedly. “Correct! You will have a gun with three bullets and if you can shoot the two people before the time limit is up, everyone else will survive!”
“And if we don’t…?”
“The bombs will activate!” it laughs. “Alrighty, the time starts now!” Monokuma brought out a massive timer, setting it down next to it on the table before also getting out a gun and tossing it towards the middle of the classroom, it hitting a desk before falling to the floor with a loud clatter.
“This is utter bullshit.” Bakugou stated, stepping forward aggressively.
“Bakugou, I think it would be best if we stayed calm.” Iida called out. “We are not yet aware of the repercussions of harming this bear.”
“Calm my ass.” he shouted back. “You losers can kill yourselves all you want but don’t drag me down with you.” He stormed towards the door, a hand reaching for the door handle as you quickly rushed out of your seat and tackled him into the wall beside the door, a massive bear snapping at the air at which his hand would’ve been.
“Holy shit.” you cursed, getting up off him and pulling him to his feet. “Stop being such a pissy kid and listen to Iida.”
“Are you alright Kacchan, Y/N?” Midoriya asked, rushing to where you two stood as an unreadable expression cast across Bakugou’s face. It was rage perhaps, more so disbelief, helplessness, possibly even pity for their current predicament.
He stormed off back to his seat, his friends crowding around him worriedly as Midoriya sent you a slightly pitiful look. You smiled as reassuringly as you could, but the worried gaze in his eyes showed everything.
“Well, that was unfortunate.” the bear called out, shaking it’s head slightly. “We could’ve witnessed some nice hand biting but you missy, just had to get in the way.”
“Well I’m sorry for caring about my friends.” you snapped, leaning back against the wall as you now faced the rest of your classmates.
“But how did you know Y/N?” Yaoyorozu questioned.
“The wire.” you said. “I noticed it when I walked in this morning. Though I thought it was Denki messing around though.”
“W-what?” Kaminari responded, putting both his hands up. “I didn’t do anything I promise. I’m as clueless as the rest of you.”
“That’s something someone guilty would say don’t you think?” Tokoyami asked.
“N-no! I would never-” he began before you cut him off.
“No, I don’t think he has the brain capacity to pull off something like that.” you said. “Also the door closed so harshly could the perpetrator have been someone from the outside?”
“Perhaps.” Todoroki nodded, “however we shouldn’t rule out anything. If they managed to easily install and hide such a dangerous trap in the door then I think it’s possible they altered the door to slam shut and lock.”
“I didn’t even realise the door could be locked.” Sero said.
“I don’t think it originally could.” Yaoyorozu said, biting her finger as she thought about their situation.
“Well what the fuck are we going to do about this?” Bakugou demanded, his arms folded as he leaned back in his chair.
“Is there any way to tell the two people apart?” Shoji asked.
“Well Monokuma, is there?” you inquired.
“Upupup, would you like that to be the first of your three free questions?” it responded.
“Well do we?” you asked, turning back to the rest of the class.
“Well we’ll need to start somewhere so sure?” Tokoyami said.
“W-wait wait wait. You guys aren’t being serious right?” Uraraka cut in, waving her hands in the air frantically as she tried to get everyone’s attention. “I mean, there must be another way to get out of this without killing our friends right?”
“I agree.” Jirou spoke up. “You guys are diving too quickly into this without realising that you’re basically asking for people to be killed.”
“Like I said, this is all so fucking dumb to begin with.” Bakugou grumbled.
“So there must be a way to get out of this without anyone dying.” Asui said, but when no one else responded, she continued. “Guys…?”
A brief silence engulfed the room as everyone remained awkward and pitiful towards themselves.
It lasted for a good minute or two before Uraraka responded. “Y-yes, of course! We just need to work together and everyone can survive.”
The class remained silent as her eyes darted, pleading that this nightmare of a situation was solvable. But most looked away, shuffling or biting on their nails as no one wanted to address the obvious.
The stillness was cut through when Monokuma began laughing again.
“Alrighty, 5 minutes have already passed, chop chop!”
