study date ft. midoriya izuku

notes — heart been owned by this cinnamon roll nowadays and it shows <33

you know you’re not supposed to mess around while your green haired boyfriend diligently reviews his notes from the earlier lessons in class. you know you shouldn’t even start planning on grabbing his attention away from it when you were the one that suggested to study the topic in your room earlier in the first place.

boredom manifested inside you quicker than you thought it would be which is why you’re now sprawled at your bed staring at izuku’s broad back, having the urge to ruffle his mop of broccoli hair. you debated on just browsing on your phone or messaging some friends to annoy them, but then decided observing the aspiring hero albeit creepily, was better. he must’ve sensed your heated gaze directed at him because you notice he stopped his self rambling and became a bit tense as he then slowly looked at you.

with a timid voice he hesitantly asks if there’s something wrong, which you answered with a little shake of your head. he raises an eyebrow at that as if telling you he knows there’s something else you want to say. you don’t reply and just kept your eyes on the freckles on his face, wanting to count them again. it’s a simple past time you find yourself doing — admiring the patches that are littered on different parts of his skin — only when he’s asleep. though sometimes he’s awake on those instances and pretends he isn’t. midoriya doesn’t know that you know of this, and you don’t have the heart to tell him anytime soon, because you realize he likes it a lot when you touch him so lovingly but is just too shy to tell you.

for a moment you’re so lost in thought, you fail to recognize the hand that cradles your cheek. it snapped you back to the present when you feel it apply the slightest pressure. you end up staring at izuku who was now hovering slightly above you, curiosity in his expression with a hint of concern, his notes completely forgotten.

when your name leaves his lips in a whisper, you knew you were done for.

nothing else mattered except him and his goddamn shy smile and that endearing blush that formed when he sees the way you visibly brightened at his full attentiveness finally directed at you.

with the exams coming up as well as other more pressing things to boot that comes with being a hero in training, it’s not a surprise that izuku and you haven’t been able to get some time alone together for quite awhile. the last nice uninterrupted date you remembered you two shared happened a few weeks ago.

so it’s not your fault that you’ve been missing him — very much, to be exact.

you totally didn’t pretend to invite him to study just to gawk at him stupidly. also definitely didn’t plan to watch a new all might documentary film as you snuggle under your blanket and catch up with each other. you didn’t anticipate the situation in which your boyfriend would have believed your idea so easily (like you don’t even study that diligently why doesn’t he think it’s suspicious you would start now), which then resulted to you absently staring at your book for half an hour until you gave up on it.

not bothering to hide the longing laced in your tone as you say his name back, you give him a pout and invite him with open arms that makes his heart flutter. he gives you the chance to wrap your arms around his neck as he positions himself to lay on your chest, careful not to put all his weight on you. you feel rather than hear him sigh with contentment and it makes you happy to know that he shares your unsaid sentiments.

you stay like this for some time, just basking on each other’s company and listening to each other’s breathing. he gives an appreciative hum when you place a chaste kiss on his green curls. you want him to know what you’re feeling right now and how hard you hoped for a sweet moment like this again with the love of your life. however, before you could get a chance to speak, he tightens his hold on your waist and stares at you again.

the look he gives you tells you enough — izuku’s figured everything out. he’s one of the smartest people you know so it wouldn’t be hard for him to connect two and two together.

when he sees you try to speak up for the second time, he lowers himself to give you a peck on the lips. you’re in disbelief yet also extremely flustered at what he’d done that it ultimately shuts you down. if you hadn’t caught his reddening ears, you’d have thought izuku had improved with initiating physical intimacy between you two.

“i miss you.” he murmurs gently in your ear, placing another innocent peck underneath it. you laugh wholeheartedly at his darling confession — ‘so he wanted to be the first one to say that line huh?’

with a grin and newly found energy, you squish his cheeks and gave him an eskimo kiss which in turn makes both of you giggle like lovesick idiots (which you both are).

izuku and you ended up doing what you planned, the green haired boy pointed out the fact you could’ve just asked him because he would’ve agreed in a heartbeat instead of putting an act to actually do school-related activities. you chose to ignore his comments so you could leave fleeting kisses on the scars of his fingers in peace.

everything else outside this secluded room of yours could wait for a moment.

right now, you’re pretty much enjoying the time you have with izuku as he once again starts his rambling of opinions for you to hear on the new all might documentary film he had already watched a couple of times alone.

Paring: Dabi x Female Hero Reader 
Characters: Dabi, Izuku Midoriya, Tomura Shigaraki, Kurogiri, Keigo Takami
Rating: SFW with some themes

Hi there! Welcome to the final part of this lil story thing. Please make sure you have read both Part 1andPart 2 before reading this. Hope you enjoy <3

The days seemed to blur together after your run-in with him.As you glanced around the city, your mind took you back to that day…

“Be mine.”
Your jaw dropped from pure shock. “Fucking pardon?!” You spewed. 
“I want you to be mine.” Those were the last words you expected to hear from this… villain. 
“Are you mental? Absolutely not!” You whined with furrowed brows. You ducked your head underneath his arms and free yourself from his poorly thought-out trap. 
“Why not?” He asked. His voice almost sounding genuinely intrigued. 
“Why not?!” You mock. “Listen here buttercup–” You wave your finger in his face, pointing directly at the smiling man that stood by your fingertip. “YOU are a bad guy. A criminal. I am a hero. The one you’re supposed to be avoiding. Starting to pick up what I’m putting down?” 
Dabi poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue. “Yeah I get it. So… your answer?”
His defiance was nothing less than irritating. “Did you not hear me the first time? No.”
“Hm. Okay.” His eyes lowered as he inhaled deeply. “I’m gonna give you a week to think it over. Change your mind, come find me. If your answer is still the same, then I’ll leave you alone.” Your mouth opened as if it were to say something, but nothing came out. “Sound good, Princess?” 
“I…” You were at a loss for words. He really wasn’t giving up. One last flash of his cocky smile and he was gone…

“Y/N!” A voice calls out. You turn to see a bubbly Izuku Midoriya. “Hey you okay? You’ve been acting kinda off lately. Hero work getting too much?” He was sweet. Always worrying about you.
“Hey Zu, I’m alright. Just a lot of things on my mind.”
Midoriya nodded with a slight frown. His bottom lip pursed into a pout. “I get that… Well I hope you’re okay! Always here if you need me!” He beamed.
“ThanksDeku.” He laughs as you impersonate the angry pomeranian that is Bakugo. You ruffle his hair and smile to him. “Hey…” Midoriya’s eyes quickly shot up to yours. “Can I ask you something?”
“Of course!”
“If you had to make a choice…” You pause gathering your thoughts. “And one of the outcomes is so morally wrong but you know deep down… you want it, what would you do?”
Midoriya spoke no words to you. He mumbled at the speed of light to himself before snapping out of it. “I think… if it isn’t hurting anybody then it can’t be too awful.”
An odd sense of guilt washed over you. Dabi was a villain. IS a villain. “Thanks.” You urge yourself to say.
“No problem!”
As you trail off into the distance, you pull out your phone. “Hey, Keigo? I need a favour.”

Dabi lazily slouched himself over the bar. Yawning at the lacking excitement going on the in league.
“What’s up with scars over there?” Shigaraki hisses to Kurogiri.
Kurogiri shrugs whilst cleaning a glass. “Wouldn’t know. He seems bored to me.” With all the heroes quickly putting stops to every plan they demised, it was no wonder there wasn’t much to do. 
The door to the bar swung open. They turned to see a grinning Hawks standing beside you, a lowranking hero that they knew was powerful. “Hey hey hey! How we doin’ folks?” Hawks boasted. 
“Y/N…” Dabi smirked as he lifted his head from the bar.
“You’re coming with me.” You say, gripping him by the collar.
“Yes ma’am.” He chuckles, sending a quick ‘it’s fine’ signal to the other league members. 

“So… looks like you’ve come to find me–”
“Zip it pyromaniac.” You say, staring him down with your arms folded over your chest. “You better listen real close, understand.” He licked his teeth with a smoulder and nods. “If this is happening, I have a few rules.”
“Why of course Miss Goody.”
You roll your eyes. “I’m not going to protect you.” He seems taken aback. “You so much as pickpocket someone or graffiti something, I will take you in. Don’t think that this…” You hesitate as you reach the word. “relationship… is a ticket to doing whatever the hell you want, because it’s not.” Dabi remains silent, nodding gently along with your words. “I will try and lure you into traps. I will do whatever i can in my power to take you down. Am I understood?” You take a deep breath and await his response.
“That’s all?” He asks smugly. “Understood every word from your cute little mouth.” 
You frown as your cheeks flush. “W-well good!” You scramble after your confidence. “As long as I’m protecting the streets, I don’t want to hear your name even muttered.”
“Can’t promise that, Princess.” Dabi lifts his hand to your face. Thumb grazing over your bottom lip. “So. The verdict?” He raises an eyebrow.
“I guess we can give it a shot.” You mumble under your breath.
“So cute–” He grips his hands beneath your thighs and lifts you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. “I can’t wait to corrupt my pretty little doll.” One last smirk, one you had seen so many times in the past few years. Holding you steady with one arm, he used his free one to pull you in to his lips by the nape of your neck. 
You pull back from the kiss. “You’d better not be using me.” You growl.
“Never, Princess.”

Bnha Class 1-a x reader Masterlist

No quirks au 

Warnings : swearing, gun, bombs, death, gore, mentions of killing oneself

Chapter 1 - The start; two little piggies and a pack of wolves 

Chapter 2 - The catalyst; one down many to go

Chapter 3- 

Coming soon

If you’re interested I’m more than happy to add you to a taglist!!

the day before the world ends || midoriya izuku.

pairing: deku x reader

wc: 2004

genre: y’all up for sum v soft fluff from our boy??

details: deku and the reader are second years

(Y/N)

It was dismissal time. Most of the students go to either go to their dorms or go out with their friends, but here I am.

The peaceful library of UA.

I love reading books and all. I love the scent of old and new books and I’m more comfortable reading by pages than scrolling on my phone. It has a very relaxing atmosphere, allowing me to calm myself after a hard training for us to become heroes in the near future.

I wasn’t alone. Beside me is Izuku, also reading for further research. Seriously, this guy is into a lot of research about quirks, heroes and the likes, but I don’t know why. He has his powerful one, and he could pursue on being a pro hero. Although, he still keeps on writing down information for additional knowledge. What a lovely nerd.

I finished the book, so I got up and started to find an interesting one to read next. I inspected the titles in the spine one by one, and there, I found it but it has no title, which made me wonder. The problem is, it is on the 2nd row from the top of the shelf, making it hard to reach for me. Yes, I’m short, but I think this is just normal for girls. Footsteps approached behind me as I stood on my tiptoes to reach the said book. A hand grabbed it with no effort and then gave it to me. It must be nice to be tall enough to reach these high-ass shelves.

“You could’ve just called me if you can’t reach it,“ Izuku chuckled.

"I don’t want to disturb you. You seemed to be busy jotting down some details for your hero notes.”

“Nope, if it’s you who called, it won’t bother me.”

I sighed and dusted the book in my hand. It was a hard bound cover, but it only has curly border designs and the title was scrapped off. I smiled. It feels like I’ve seen this book before.

“Hey, that looks familiar…” He muttered.

“It is, but I don’t remember what’s its title though.”

He pressed his fingers in his chin, thinking. “Yeah, that book is old, but we had read it at somewhere…”

I gasped, "Oh, right! I remember now!”

“It’s ‘The Day Before the World Ends’!” We chorused and laughed.

“I missed reading this book,” I said.

“Yeah, me too,” He replied. “I think it was last year when we found it?”

-izuku, a year ago -

Aizawa-sensei left the room as he finished his lesson and we waited for the next class. I sighed, having my brain squished for the topic, but I think I understood most of the lesson. My classmates shifted their seats beside their friends to chatter.

I looked around to search for my friends. Uraraka-san was talking to the girls, Iida-kun is outside to run an errand from a teacher, and Todoroki was sleeping on in desk.

I happened to pass behind Kirishima, “Hey guys! What are you talking about?”

“Nothing much, just about (L/N)-san.” Kaminari replied.

“(L/N)-san?” I sat beside them, glancing at the said girl, “Is there something wrong with her?”

“No, she’s perfectly okay but dude, how can she be so hot and cute at the same time! She’s got the wits too, she’s a whole package!” Kaminari said in adoration, “Apparently she grew up in another country and her accent sounds sexy~”

“And she’s popular too… even the classes from other departments look up to her.” The rednette sighed.

I looked at her. She was having a conversation with Uraraka and Yaoyorozu. I think she’s pretty too but, I just absentmindedly ran my mouth, "I think she’s average.”

“Really, Midoriya?” Both of them seemed to be very unconvinced.

I HAD THE WRONG WORDS. SHE’S DEFINITELY PRETTY, but as to not further embarrass myself, I continued.

“Y-Yeah, I think she looks f-feminine.”

"Midoriya has a poor taste in girls.” Kaminari teased.

“W-What? I-It’s not like that!” I stuttered.

They laughed, “Then, what do you think of Uraraka?”

“Well,” I fidgeted, not knowing the right thing to say,” S-She’s pretty normal too.”

They put their heads in their desks, “Why did we bother to ask…”

I chuckled nervously and scratched my hair, "I’m sorry if I don’t seem to be hitting the topic. I-I’m not really good with girls…”

“You think we are too? If I were good with girls, I probably won’t be single right now.” Kaminari laughed.

“Is that so… w-why are you guys talking about them? Do you happen to like Uraraka-san or (L/N)-san?

"Hey, we’re just discussing, t’s not like I have serious feelings for them!”

"I think… I like her.”

Kirishima and I stopped as we heard Kaminari. Lovestruck, he was looking directly at (L/N) when he muttered those words.

I asked, “You… like her, Kaminari?”

He was awakened from reality, "Huh? What? Did I said something?”

“Yeah. You said you like (L/N)-san.” Kirishima poked his arm.

“WHAT. I DIDN’T SAY SUCH A THING!”

“Yes you did, dumbass. Midoriya can testify.”

The blondie covered his face, “How embarrassing!”

"Kaminari, if you really like her, then why don’t you just tell her right away?” I asked without thinking.

“Midoriya, its not very easy to confess, you know.”

Upon imagining if I were in that situation, I blushed, “Oh, right.“

I reached the library right after the dismissal to finish my assignments and read some books about quirks. I know I have my own now, but it’s definitely an ace if I study more about heroes and the quirks, and later on, I’ll start my training.

I was picking a book when someone talked to me.

"Was that a manga?”

“H-Huh?”

I turned around and saw the slender figure of (L/N)-san.

“The one that you’ve been reading a while ago. Was that manga?”

“U-Uh… that was Hirokita’s.”

“Hirokita’s? What’s that?” She went confused.

“H-He’s the author of the book. Its The Origin of The Quirks and its Diversity.”

“Oh, I thought Horikita’s was the title. You must really like these kinds of books. Is it good?”

She was talking to me, I can’t believe it! I turned around a little so she can’t see me blushing.

“Yes. D-Do you read a lot of books? It doesn’t seem like it t-to be honest.”

“Yeah. I don’t read in the classroom but, I like fantasy, hero, and classic novels very much.”

W-We’re actually the same!

“T-Then, let’s read t-together!” I blurted out.

Her eyes seemed to sparkle, “Really?”

I nodded, “I recommend these…H-Here, that’s o-one of J.K Rowling’s novels. I-Its very awesome! So are F.S Fitzgerald novels on the lower section!”

"Thanks. I’ll definitely read these!” She said as she picked up the book I pointed to.

"B-But, can I ask a favor, Midoriya-kun?”

“Favor? What is it, (L/N)?”

“Can you teach me the recent lesson in Math and English? I don’t quite get it. Pretty please?”

My eyes averted to the side, “S-Sure! But you could’ve asked Iida-kun. I bet he got the lesson more than me!”

“I asked him first, but he said he has to attend his strict training regiment. I’m thankful you agreed, Midoriya-kun!”

I haven’t talked to (L/N)-san since I am nervous, but here I am, agreeing to teach her. I am praying to god so that nothing awkward can possibly happen.

After that chat, our meetings and conversations became more frequent. Of course, I was very flustered at first, but soon we became partners in a test against teachers, talked in the class, and stayed in the library a lot, before parting for our own quirk and technique training. We read and share ideas to each other. Before I even knew it, I realized that it was so much fun to be with her, that I’ll never be nervous anymore even if I got trapped in a room with her.

It’s been a long time since I spend time with someone with the same interests as me. I am glad to meet another friend.

Friend…

The second I knew, she was climbing on the shelf trying to reach a book at the top, standing on a chair.

“(L/N)-san! Be careful! You can lose balance and that part is dusty!”

“I’ll be alright-”

Her reply was cut off when she pulled the book from the shelf and a cloud of very fine dust appeared in front of her. The chair shook as she blew the dust off, but I held it and assisted her to get down.

“I told you its high and dusty! Y-You could’ve fallen!”

“Well, I didn’t, thanks to you.” She smiled.

I sighed in relief I was about to reply when I accidentally caught a sight of her skirt that I shouldn’t see. I internally screamed and quickly moved away, making a weird noise.

“Is there something wrong, Deku-kun!”

“I-IT’S NOTHING!!”

She ‘hmmed’, scanning the book in her hands.

“A-Anyway, what’s the book that you want to check out?” I continued, calming myself.

"I caught my attention. Look, it doesn’t have a title.” She pointed.

She gave me the book and I turned the pages to search for the title. “Oh, I’ve read this book in my middle school. It’s about the day before the end of the world.”

She put her fingers on her chin as she repeated the title, “How interesting yet terrifying to think of.”

"Yeah. Its genre is fantasy, although we know that it will eventually come but I hope it won’t be very soon. I’m still fascinated about how authors write these.”

“Me too. The author’s imagination must be amazing.” She agreed.

“What will you do if the world’s going to end tomorrow, (L/N)-san?” I asked.

“Hmm, if that’s the case, then I’ll spend time with all my loved ones and eat a lot of sweets all day.” She cheerfully replied.

“Sweets? I saw you eating a bunch these past days.”

“Then I’ll eat the ones that I had never tasted before! Or any cuisine I’ve never tried too! If the world’s going to end, at least let me leave peacefully with a full stomach.” We chuckled.

Our laughs ceased, and before we knew it, piles of books fell on where (L/N)-san pulled the said material off.

"Oops. I’m sorry…” She mumbled.

I sighed, “I guess we have to clean these or the librarian will scold us.”

“Yeah, sure.”

We picked up the books on the floor and dusted them as well. It’ll be a waste if we left them with their titles covered with these. We chattered as we work and soon enough, we were almost finished. I put the remaining books on their shelves.

“Uhm, Midoriya-kun…” She called.

“What is it? I turned to her direction.

"I was wondering… what you’d do if the world’s going to end tomorrow?”

I inhaled before I answered.

“I’d tell you that I like you.”

Her eyes widened when she heard my statement.

I faced the shelves, “Then I turn into the cosmic dust. The end.”

Silence engulfed the space for minutes. I didn’t dare to say another word, nor does she.

I MIGHT HAVE SAID THAT WITHOUT STUTTERING, BUT I’M PANICKING INTERNALLY. WHAT DO I DO? WHY THE HECK DID I SAY THAT, THAT WASN’T UNCALLED FOR. OH NO OH NO OH NO SHE’LL THINK I’M A WEIRDO AND AVOID ME. I AM INDEED ATTRACTED TO HER BUT I DON’T EVEN PLAN TO DO THIS IZUKU YOU IDIOT —

“Are you teasing me?” She asked again, interrupting my internal chaos.

“No.” I tried my best to sound calm. 

Her hand clung to my arm in the middle of my panicking. I accidentally faced her, exposing my embarrassed self.

“W-Why are you blushing?” Asked (L/N).

“N-No I-I’m not!!” I defensed, covering my entire face.

Her lips formed a wide smile, “You’re lying! Its crimson red!”

I slowly took my hands off my face,

“I-Its crimson red…”

She leaned on the shelf, giggling, “I didn’t expect that but… I like you too. Very much.”

“M-Me too…”

-izuku, present - 

*inwardly cringing*

I have never felt so embarrassed upon remembering a memory. It felt like it just happened yesterday. But, oh well. That turned out alright somehow.

“I have been meaning to reread this!” (Y/N) said, carefully turning the pages. 

“Did you forget already?”

“You think I did? I just thought it would be fun to look back!” She playfully hit my arm, "Hey, Izuku.”

“Yes?” I replied.

“What will you do if the world’s going to end tomorrow this time?”

I smiled at her as I gave her my best answer.

“I’ll hug you and tell you I love you with all my heart for the last time, then we’ll turn into cosmic dust.”

Breaking news! Deku has legs!

I just had a sad realization about the MHA universe and I think it’s so very sad.

TW: Mentions of suicide

I was watching a TikTok about which anime world you’d want to live in and I said “Fairy Tail” because you can actually pick witch magic you study and your life won’t be flashing before your eyes every two seconds.

I also thought about My Hero Academia universe and how I wasn’t going to risk be part of the 20% of the quirkless population. I actually said aloud “I’d rather die than be in a world were people can fly and breathe fire when I’m quirkless”. It hit me that a lot of people (especially kids) have actually committed suicide because of that reason. We all want to be accepted by society so they probably felt hopeless. And remember when Bakugo told Deku to jump off the roof? In that scene I think he actually contemplated doing it.

I just really think it’s sad that some people will off themselves because they don’t feel like they belong anywhere. I know we are all quirkless in this world, but a lot of people feel like they don’t fit in. I want you to know that you don’t have to be special for your life to have worth. I want you alive and I love you. Even if I don’t know you, I want you to keep living. If not for me, then do it for your future. ❤️❤️❤️

A Deku sketch as a practice tonight ayee

Deku

Some Izuku because

Macadamia nut? Ain’t that, that one anime?

A Collector’s Course

Oh my gosh I actually finished Chapter 1 in one day? Craziest damn thing I’ve ever seen. 

                Chapter 1

“How many quirks do you have?”

The sudden question from my future teacher broke the very, very,awkward silence. We were flying first class from Los Angeles to Japan in eleven hours of complete and utter silence. All I could do really was admire the plane. It wasn’t too extravagant but it definitely wasn’t coach. My cream leather seat was flush to one accompanied by Mr. Shouta Aizawa. The one and only Pro Hero, Eraserhead. Who seemed to relax a little more once he ripped the tie off his neck.

Wait, he asked me a question.

“What do you me-,” “When I was trying to erase your quirk yesterday, I could still feel another. Nezu said you were something else,” he pulled the top layer of his hair out of its restraints. “So tell me, (Y/N) (L/N), how many quirks do you reallyhave?” I felt him shift, causing me to look his way.

Dry, worn, eyes bore into mine.

I know what he’s doing.

“Mr. Aizawa, I stared death in the face out of whim to save lives of people I don’t even know. Stop trying to intimidate me, there’s no use for me to lie to you.”

I knew I was on the right track when his right eyebrow twitched just the tiniest bit.

And he backed down.

I relaxed some more myself and let my gaze drift to the cotton ball scenery outside. “I have two so far. The Siren’s Call from my mother and Lioness from my father. I use Siren’s Call more so I assume that’s the one you erased since it’s more familiar in my body system.” The silence from earlier made its appearance again, only to be ripped away. “Your transcript says something interesting. To be quite honest, I thought you’d try to take mine by now.” “I’m not like the others. If there are any. I don’t know how or why I am one so don’t ask.” Well that came out a little too brash. “Sorry. Just please, don’t tell anyone who doesn’t need to know. Society doesn’t like our background and the last thing U.A. needs is the general population finding out they’re training a Collector. To become a hero no less.” I crossed my arms.

Once again, the silence is back.

“Principal Nezu has requested that the staff keep your quirk a secret. You have no need to worry. We understand you’re in your second year but you will be placed in my 1-A Hero Class. Nezu wants you with that particular bunch of students. They know of a transfer student but not when you’re to join us.” I snickered in response, “You know, I’ve never been the new student. I’ve always wondered what it was like.”

And it was just like I imagined..awkward.

…

“Hey Sui,” Mina leaned her chair back practically almost falling on top of Asui, “who do you think is gonna teach class today?” “No idea, Mr. Aizawa is still in the hospital recovering from his injuries.” The small screech of the classroom door opened up revealing Mr. Aizawa the Mummy. “Morning class.” Everybody practically fell out of their seats. “Mr. Aizawa,” a voice erupted from the back of the class, “I’m glad you’re okay!” Iida exclaimed with one stiff arm. “My well being is irrelevant,” Mummy Aizawa limped to the front of the class, “what’s more important is that your fight isn’t over yet.”

Just after you and Mr. Aizawa had landed, you found your sister’s coordinates and parted ways with your teacher. It was an easy night of relaxation for you, getting unpacked the next day. However, for Mr. Aizawa, it was quite the opposite. What was supposed to be a great learning experience for class 1-A, turned into an ambush from the League of Villians.

The room filled with tension for what Mr. Mummy was to say next, everybody expecting the worst.

“The U.A. Sports Festival is about to start.”

“Oh yes! Let’s go kick some ass!” Kirishima lunged out of his seat. All tension gone. “Also, in regards to the new transfer student,” Mr. Aizawa announced before he loses the class completely, “you will meet her the morning of the festival. She is still settling in with her new life in Japan. She is a second year but will be joining our class.” Kaminari shoved the red brick known as Kirishima back into his seat. “Wait a second, the transfer student will compete in the festival?” “How does somebody even transfer here without taking the entrance exam?” Jirou added.

Aizawa sighed, “She’s quite the character. U.A. saw her potential and thinks she’ll fit in well. She managed to stop a school massacre in her hometown with no casualties. Bring your ‘A’ game, the pros know who she is. You better not slack off on your training. Class is dismissed.” Bakugo slammed his back into his chair, a little harder and he would’ve knocked the wind out of himself. “This is bullshit. That transfer better know what’s coming.” He sneered.

…

Oh I’m so nervous.

“Don’t sweat it sis, you’ll be fine.” My sister squeezed my shoulder on her way to the kitchen. “Wait I said that out loud?” She giggled, “No, sister’s instinct.” She winked. “Want a soda?” “No, I might throw up.” I groaned.

How could U.A. go out of their way to recruit me then say my first day is going to be a fucking competition?

“I’m gonna lose my mind.” May handed me the soda I had originally declined. “Oh relax. You’re fantastic at hand to hand combat. Not to mention your Siren Call is super cool.” “But I only know one song! How am I supposed to use the same moves twice, somebody will pick up eventually!” I slammed my forehead onto the table. “I can’t even use my Lioness quirk. They can’t know I have more than one quirk, it’s almost unheard of! They’ll know something is up.” “Well,” she nudged me, “they don’t know your quirk yet. You could whip either of them out like a secret weapon. Choose which one you wanna use. I know you’ll do stellar with whichever one.” She beamed at me.

My sister is such a sweetheart. Regardless of her quirklessness. She’s not even a Collector. We always said I stole her quirk. Kind of like the joke that one twin ate the other in the womb. Everybody always laughed it off, but it hurts me. She never says it but I know she wants a quirk. I remember daydreaming what her quirk would be after mine had erupted. The wide gleam of admiration in her bright, hopeful eyes.

I sighed, “Thanks sis. You really are something special. I’m going to head to bed, the competition is tomorrow. I don’t wanna ruin my first impression.”

“Well in that case, maybe you shouldn’t wake up tomorrow.”

“May!!” She cackled at me.

Here’s the final installment of my BakuDeku story “Waste it on me”. Its 18+ultra! Like hardcore… so enjoy!

Holy hell a part 2 AND a part 3 in the same day! There’s some confessing going on so you don’t want to miss it!

Part 2 of my BakuDeku texting story is up! Enjoy, like, subscribe and comment pretty please!

Hey guys so I made my first ever texting video featuring BakuDeku! It’s 18+/explicit so read at your own discretion. Please sub for more texting videos and animatics as well! I hope you will like and comment and tell me what you think!

So tumblr flagged my preview video which was literally just me drawing for 40 seconds with Slipknot playing in the background. Did I get flagged for the music? No idea, so here’s a preview image of what I’m working on currently…an animatic music video featuring villain Deku! I hope you will watch it when it’s completed!

Literally the war going on in my head right now. Who do I ship Bakugou with? Can I ship BOTH? Is that even ALLOWED???

New header for my social media accounts.

For all of the TodoDeku fans!

Just some Deku selfies for fun.

My OTP looking fresh.

“You are my everything, master Tomura”

Not so innocent are we?

My first test of my villain Deku cosplay!

I had way too much fun with this. More from my villain deku au story.

Some goodies I found today. Look at these precious beans. Also, sexiest Kaminari ever?

‪Just gonna leave this here. ‬

‪

Broccoli-Chan doing a stretch is absolutely cute.

My piece for the@bnha-poly-ships-zine

I want to cry!!!

Thank you very much!

Denki Kaminari & Izuku Midoriya icons

Like / Save if you use