#BNHA Fic Prompt

[fan-love-ang-shortstoryprompts]

Prompts that got taken down on AO3 #5

Jack of All Trades Quirk for Deku

He lies about having a quirk, and his parents pay off the doctor. Basically, he says that he's got a little bit of everything, and he works to keep it that way.

A little bit of strength enhancement (working out and Dagobah beach),

a little bit of speed (he runs and walks with weights on his wrists and ankles, as well as a weighted vest, plus carrying a heavy backpack on his back or arms, so that when he does without, he seems so much faster than everyone else (at least everyone baseline/not speed or leg quirked)),

a bit of a good aim with anything he picks up (he literally just practices with every weapon and object he can get his hands on, firing and throwing everything until he can do it with very little to no mistakes (archery, knives, bricks, food, etc) and he researches physics and such so that he can know how to calculate to get better),

his analysis is a mental and intelligence enhancement (he also gets amazing grades to prove),

a little bit of emotional manipulation (he learns how to weaponize his baby face, tears, and sunshine smile, as well as rallying people and making people angry etc, works even better if the person is caught off guard or open to the idea first (or emotionally unstable AKA shigaraki),

a little bit of a healing factor (he just naturally scars and heals faster, nothing provable, besides, i do it too!)

practices swimming to hold his breath longer and swim faster than average,

a little bit of a tech/tinkering ability (again, practice),

etc, come up with more.

You decide how it's revealed, or if it ever is, if he's smart enough to struggle when zawa uses quirk, if he tells zawa immediately, if Nedzu is fooled, if he becomes the Jack of All Trades or Card Deck Hero, or if he becomes a Quirkless hero, etc! Feel free to add on!

[mha-fic-recs]

Prompt #11

Universe: Canon Divergence

Timeline: Pre-Paranormal Liberation War Arc.

Prompt: Aoyama Yuga and Hawks stared at each other, frozen in place. Under normal circumstances the two being in proximity of each other wouldn't be that weird or worrisome, with Aoyama being UA student and Hawks being a pro-hero. However, both of them were standing in the current League of Villains Base.

[ichxraaa]

chubby reader who is discouraged cause they’ll never experience a belly bulge meets demise when their boyfriend eavesdrops their call with a friend, worried that maybe that’s something they (the boyfriend) would be into

his cock so far up bullying your cunt as you need to open your mouth to try and breathe while your eyes roll back with the pure raw strength that is fucking you against the bed, you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve come, but he doesn’t care, all he cares about is the way your ass feels and looks as he thrusts into you and the perfect rhythm of the squelching lascivious sounds as he pistons inside you.

“you shouldn’t worry about stupid shit like that, i will fuck you so deep and good that you will feel me inside you for days”.

why is this toji, and bakugō and gojo in a way more condescending approach, and also porco, cause you know he’s savage, also eren cause he lacks delicacy and of course yaku cause he has no filter and no intention of letting you say something like that ever again.

[im-only-here-for-the-fandom]

Dcxdp prompt: where is my baby?

Dan and Dani are hurt badley, their cores are cracked/broken, Danny takes them to frostbite and offers to give them a piece of his own core so they could heal because he is their mother/original they can fully adapt to his core, with him being extremely powerful and a perfect halfa he would be able to recover eventualy.

Due to plot reasons after the surgery Danny and kids are attacked, danny is currently very weak and has an unstable space core, as a last resort he sends them to another dimension they end up transported to mha/dc, (Danny is not lucid through this )

Danny wakes up disoriented with memory loss not knowing how he got there(whether he forgets about the attack or not is up to you)and where his kids are, he is hysterical, heros think he is a villain but its just that his core is on the fritz and his distress is causing his powers to become uncontrollable

He gets calmed down and taken in by aizawa/martain manhunter(or any hero you think fits), they have lie detector detective/wonder woman’s lasso of truth to interrogate him, danny’s talking is incomprehensible he says the date and place is wrong, he dosent know where he is or where his kids are, he gets confused about his age (like is he 14 or 19),barley remembers his name and facts about his family except his kids,

(and maybe for plot reasons he vaguely has knowledge about mha like what quirks are/heros/villains/basic history/and the like or not up to you)

But what he does know is that he has 2 kids a girl and a boy, dan either has black hair grey eyes or white hair red eyes and dani either has black hair blue eyes or white hair green eyes, that they are hurt, they are missing and that he desperately wants/needs to find them.

so i hope you like this and decide to write something because i can’t write a proper fic and would really like to read your idea’s

[tsumuus]

prompt 1, acts of service with bakugo please and thank you?!❤️❤️❤️

₊✩‧₊˚ katsuki bakugou + prompt 1 ˚₊✩‧₊

₊✩‧₊˚ acts of service ˚₊✩‧₊

Being with Bakugou Katsuki was a whirlwind- loud, intense, and full of fire. But beneath all the bluster and attitude, you had come to know the man who showed his love not through soft words or constant affection, but through the things he did. He was fiercely independent and not the type to coddle or fuss. So when it came to expressing love, he did it in the only way he knew how- by taking action.

And, luckily for him, that was exactly how you received love. Nothing made you feel more cherished than when someone went out of their way to do something for you, even if it was small. Whether it was picking up something you needed, handling a task you were dreading, or just making life a little easier, those gestures meant the world to you.

The thing was, Bakugou wasn’t the type to make a show of it. He wasn’t about grand romantic gestures or heartfelt declarations. Most people wouldn’t even notice when he did something thoughtful because, well, Katsuki wasn’t exactly subtle. He grumbled, scowled, and muttered insults under his breath while doing something helpful, making it hard to realize that he was showing care at all.

But you noticed.

It started with little things. He’d pick up your favorite drink after a long day without being asked, grumbling about how “it’s not a big deal” when you thanked him. He’d fix things around your apartment that weren’t even broken, just so you wouldn’t have to deal with them later. When you felt overwhelmed by something, he was the first one to step in, handling it without even asking. He'd complain that you were “useless” for letting it pile up, but the next thing you knew, the task was done.

You loved it- loved that he showed he cared in a way that felt so naturally like him. But sometimes, you wondered if he even knew he was doing it. It wasn’t like he’d ever say, “I’m doing this because I love you.” That just wasn’t Bakugou’s style. So, while you deeply appreciated every little thing he did, you never brought it up, not wanting to make a big deal of it.

One evening, you came home exhausted, the weight of the day pressing heavily on your shoulders. You hadn’t had time to get groceries, your apartment was a mess, and you were dreading the pile of laundry waiting for you. All you wanted was to collapse into bed and ignore everything. But when you stepped inside, you were greeted by the faint sound of the washing machine running and the smell of dinner cooking.

You blinked in surprise, setting down your bag and kicking off your shoes as you made your way to the kitchen. There, in front of the stove, was Katsuki, stirring a pot of something that smelled delicious, his usual scowl on his face as he muttered to himself.

“Katsuki?” you asked, bewildered. “What are you doing?”

He didn’t look up, his attention still on the food in front of him. “What’s it look like I’m doin’? I’m makin’ dinner.”

You blinked, a smile tugging at your lips despite how tired you were. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“Tch. I know,” he grumbled, finally glancing over at you. “But you weren’t gonna do it, were you? You’ve been draggin’ ass all week.”

His bluntness made you laugh softly. “Yeah, I’ve been a little overwhelmed.”

He grunted in acknowledgment, turning back to the stove. “Figured as much.”

You walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind and leaning your head against his back. It was one of the few ways you allowed yourself to show affection physically, knowing he wasn’t the most touchy person. He didn’t push you away, though. In fact, he relaxed slightly under your touch.

“You didn’t have to do the laundry either,” you mumbled into his shirt, peeking around to see the laundry baskets neatly stacked and the machine still going.

“Told you, it ain’t a big deal,” he muttered. “I didn’t want you complainin’ about it later.”

You smiled, knowing full well that wasn’t the real reason. Katsuki did things for you because he cared, even if he’d never admit it out loud. He wasn’t the type to say “I love you” with words. Instead, he showed it by making sure your day was a little easier, your load a little lighter.

Later, when you sat down to eat the dinner he had cooked—a perfect blend of flavors you loved, seasoned just the way you liked- you couldn’t help but watch him from across the table. He ate in silence, occasionally glancing up at you, his eyes narrowing whenever he caught you staring.

“What?” he asked, a bit more defensively than necessary.

You shook your head, smiling softly. “Nothing. Just… thanks for all of this. You don’t know how much it means to me.”

He clicked his tongue, looking away. “You don’t need to keep thankin’ me. I ain’t doin’ anything special.”

“But it is special,” you said quietly, your heart full as you watched him. “It’s just how you show it.”

He frowned, clearly uncomfortable with the praise, and shoved another bite of food into his mouth as if to avoid answering. But you saw the faint flush on his cheeks and the way his jaw clenched a little less tightly. Katsuki might not have been one for sentiment, but he knew. He understood.

After dinner, when he wordlessly started washing the dishes while you put things away, you couldn’t help but feel a rush of warmth. These were the moments that mattered to you- the quiet, unspoken ways he cared for you. You had never expected him to change who he was or suddenly become a romantic, touchy person. That wasn’t what you needed. You needed someone who showed up, who saw what you needed and took care of it, even when you didn’t ask.

And Bakugou Katsuki did exactly that.

Later that night, as you both settled into bed, Katsuki grumbled something about you hogging the blankets, but you knew better. When you fell asleep, you were tucked neatly into his side, and though he’d never admit it, his hand rested lightly on your hip, a silent reassurance that he was there.

You didn’t need grand gestures or constant words of affection. Bakugou’s love was in every action, every small thing he did without asking for thanks. And for you, that was more than enough.

a/n ugh katsuki bakugou the man that you are

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[ayeliiss]

Teacher Izuku, who has planned an oral exercise for his students to improve their skills in quirks analyzing. He's prepared a list of 20 pro-heroes (matching his pupils' number) and asked each of them to choose one for their presentation.

Bad news: none chose pro-hero Dynamight, who is obviously at the top of the list.

It's not that they dislike him or anything. It's just that they know how obsessed Izuku-sensei is with Dynamight. They're scared of providing wrong information to the person who knows this extraordinary hero better than anyone, and risk their lives the worst punishment ever after that.

But when Izuku senses the lack of enthusiasm from his students toward the Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, he doesn't understand and feels downcast. He expected them to fight—figuratively—to be the lucky one handling Dynamight's name with great care.

Izuku has no choice: while he'd initially decided to leave the choice up to them, now, he's changed the rules and turned to a lucky draw. Like this, a poor victim was picked and had to live with the most intense pressure they'd ever experienced in their short life. When presentation time came, what had to happen happened; from their first slide, briefly introducing Dynamight's body and constitution, Izuku-sensei stood with such vigor that his chair flew right against the wall behind—as if the fate of the world were at stake. As if a villain had appeared and was ready to put his student's life at risk.

Nope. They had simply mistaken Dynamight's weight, and Izuku couldn't let such misinformation be spread around, especially knowing that Dynamight's weight was much less than what had just been told! After rectification, Izuku didn't sit back. Most naturally, he started rambling about other facts regarding his childhood friend's body, and ended up giving a whole ass presentation instead of his student, who was still awkwardly standing next to the projection screen, waiting for this all to end. It only ended when the bell rang and Izuku realized he'd ruined his student's hard work. What grade was he even supposed to give him now? xxx sorry, it's not really elaborated but this shit popped up in my mind at 3am while trying to sleep and I ended up laughing with myself like a crazy hag in my bed lol. I wanna write a fic like this so bad... I'm keeping it in mind teehee.

[themirrorghost]

I can't write for the life of me, but I've just thought of a tasty soulmate-fic premise (romantic or platonic!):

When their eyes are closed, a soulmate can see what their other half sees.

Whether it's super clear, or just impressions, or perhaps the more one stares at something the clearer it gets, just imagine the potential.

Soulmates taking turns to close their eyes and communicate through notes to find eachother. Soulmates who know when the other's fallen asleep because it's completely dark on the other side. Soulmates who can't sleep because their other half is somewhere way too bright and have to write passive-aggressive notes asking if they could "please turn the lights down!" Soulmates who are bored and would rather watch the others everyday life, no matter how mundane. Soulmates who's friends and/or family make fun of them for zoning out to watch through their other halves eyes instead of paying attention.

And then, on the other hand? The angst potential is delicious-

Soulmates who are so desperate to stop their other half from knowing that they wear a blindfold, or straight up blind themselves, to prevent it. Soulmates who hate the thought of someone intruding on their private lives, whether they're meant to be together or not. Soulmates who have terrible home/work lives and hope against hope that their other half doesn't find out or worse. Soulmates who are abused or get into fights often, trying their damnedest to protect their eyes above all else. Soulmates who's eyes are damaged, accidentally or otherwise, terrified of the thought that their other half won't ever be able to find them.

There are so so many ways you can swing this:

One soulmate afraid that their other half had died, having never been able to see through their eyes. Their soulmate was born blind, and managed to see things they thought they never could/would thanks to their soulmate.

Soulmates that met during childhood, living their lives as a whole, using their connection for simple, silly, domestic reasons.

Familial soulmates! Twins who aren't quite psychic but know what the other is doing all of the time. Siblings who are stuck with eachother and pretend to hate it, but are secretly glad they'll always have the other. Found family where it feels like they've always had the other and are impossible to separate.

Long-distance soulmates, teaching eachother about where they were born/grew up, showing eachother things precious to eachother.

Daytime Vs Nighttime soulmates who are barely ever awake at the same time, treasuring those in-between moments.

Soulmates with nightmares, one waking up in a panic, blinking hard and trying to calm down as quickly as possible. The other getting glimpses of the aftermath as they blink, perhaps rushing to their side if they can, comforting their distressed soulmate.

College/University AU soulmates knowing too much about their other halves area of study. Writing eachother notes to go to bed or to eat when they both forget and stay up studying way too late.

Assassin/Spy AU soulmates, using their bond to complete their missions as effectively as possible. Or perhaps the assassin/spy's soulmate is their target. Especially tasty if you throw in undercover work.

I could write a million of these prompts-

[thebest-medicine]

Hii!! Could I mabye get 98 with lee!todoroki and ler!bakugo? Thank you :p /nf! <3

Prompt 98 - “There it is. That laugh is music to my ears!”

A/N: references their antics with Mr Smiley

…

“You know, I don’t think we heard you actually laugh out loud during the whole ordeal with Smiley.” Bakugo commented.

“Hm?” Todoroki acknowledged. “I guess not.”

“What, do you just never laugh or something?”

Todoroki glanced over at his classmate. “No.” He said calmly. “It just takes a lot to make me laugh, I suppose.”

“Well that idiot’s quirk worked on me, are you saying you’re better than me?!”

“Bakugo…” Shoto sighed. “Not everything is a competition.”

“Shut up. I wanna hear that laugh.”

Todoroki stared at him now, confused. “What-?”

Then, Bakugo was on him, pushing him back onto the futon. There was a confused, tangled battle of limbs that left Shoto face up on the cushions with Bakugo over him. But that wasn’t the worst of it. Bakugo’s fingers began a swift, calculated swarm of tickling all along Shoto’s middle.

“No- what are you do—?” Todoroki sucked in a gasp of a breath, then slammed his hands up to his mouth on instinct, like he had when Mr. Smiley’s quirk affected him. The sensations were new, foreign, something he had only experienced a few times between siblings or with his mother. Fingers danced along and squeezed his sides. It was electric, tingly, unbearable, embarrassing, and so, so, so ticklish. He was already twitching with held in laughter.

“Come onnnnnnnnn Icy-Hot. I wanna hear that laugh.” Katsuki grinned. He snuck his hands up along Shoto’s ribs and toward his armpits, taking advantage of the other student’s urge to cover his face. “You know you want to~. You know this fucking tickles, and it’s only gonna get worse.” He teased.

Todoroki was shaking now, his body trying to twist out of the way of Bakugo’s tickling fingers but making no progress. The explosive teen gave him no quarter; he always fought hard to get his goals.

When Bakugo wiggled his way into Todoroki’s armpits, the half-and-half student shouted behind his hands. His eyes were squeezed shut and he tried desperately to press his arms down to his sides. Bakugo caught sight of his wide, wobbling smile. It almost looked like he wanted to say something, protest, plead, bargain… but they could both tell that the moment he opened his mouth, the only thing coming out would be laughter.

“You really wanna drag this out? I could go all day.” Bakugo reminded him.

Todoroki shook his head.

“Come on, laugh already!” Bakugo chastised him. He dug into the center of his armpits, growing annoyed.

Todoroki opened his mouth to breath, his cheeks red, and the dam he was trying his hardest to hold back finally broke. “Heh- ahaha- nohohohooho- B-Bakugohoho!” He giggled at first, trying to suppress it. That quickly descended into cackling laughter as Bakugo kept it up, using his fingers under his arms and stretching his thumbs to dig into the tops of his ribs.

“There it is.” Bakugo smirked triumphantly as Shoto laughed and squirmed under him. “That laugh is music to my fucking ears.”

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[read this & further MHA drabbles on ao3]

[phantoms-world-and-more]

De-aged Dan and Ellie with parent Danny in the bnha world

Please! I am begging!

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[the-anime-enthusiast]

MHA CHARACTERS TYPE IN WOMEN

#3 Shoto Todoroki

SHOTO TODOROKI - PHYSICAL

Bro does not care 😭🙏 I personally believe that romance is very hard for him to understand and emerse himself in, so whenever he finally meets someone nice he barely pays attention to the physical ✋😌

Besides that I still gotta provide some grounds of his attraction so to start I think he likes slim women, not like super skinny, he's okay with some chub but he prefers athleticism (I blame his dad), someone who looks like they run cross country 🫡

LEGS LEGS LEGS you got long legs? Folded. 8 different ways. 🫡 He likes em bigger, skinny, muscle, bro does not care, he just likes them 🙂‍↔️ Finds himself laying next to you at night rubbing them, not even in a sexual way, just like giving massages and touching them 🧍‍♀️

Long hair 😉 He prefers someone with natural color, just any natural color honestly, BUT AN ABSOLUTE SUCKER FOR LONG STRAIGHT BLACK HAIR ‼️(momo cough cough) He's a very traditional man and finds beauty in traditional women 🤧

Small boobs ✋😌 He's never been a sexual person but loves em, something easy to grab 🌚

If you dress like a mom or a teacher he's puddy 🧍‍♀️ I believe he has a hard time expressing his feelings and understanding his own thoughts so this, he just kinda rolls with 😭 You got a thin maxi skirt, cardigan, SOME GLASSES? He's done for. K.O.‼️

Features don't matter a lot for him buuutt HE LOVES BEAUTY MARKS‼️ Like a lil mole on the face like Marilyn Monroe, he's checked out. His fav random feature he likes 🌞

SHOTO TODOROKI - MENTAL

Smart women 🙇‍♀️ Loves a big brain and someone who can just as logical as he is, seeing things for what they are on face surface 🙂‍↕️

motherly women 😭 He doesn't get it either but if you cook and clean for him ✋ Play with his hair til he falls asleep in your arms ✋ KISS HIS FOREHEAD ✋ He's a pile of puddy for you to play with bro 😭 He loves it 😌

SWEET AND GENTLE WHO DONT UNDERSTAND THEIR OWN STRENGTH‼️ He loves to give reassurance to the people he loves and ABSOLUTELY LOVES giving compliments, making you feel good about yourself, so when you often doubt yourself he kinda likes it 😭 Gives him an excuse to constantly tell you how great your doing and when you accept his compliments with warmth and love he practically dies 🫶

SHOTO TODOROKI - RANDOM

Had a crush on Kiyoko from HAIKYUU 🧍‍♀️ Watched it when he was like 12 and that was the first time he ever had a lil crush on somebody 🤭

LOVED watching the Geisha as a kid, always admired them so much, thought they were the most beautiful women he's ever seen too ❤️

BOARD GAMES‼️ Loves playing some board games with his s/o 🤩 Loves to play Mahjong, complex card games, even some of the new stuff like cards against humanity, but only when someone there to help him understand what's so funny about the game 😭🫶

Making tea and sweets are fav past time for him and his girl, Indulging her in her baking fantasies 😚 (stealing his dad's credit card information and buying her all the expensive supplies she needs) 🌝🎂

TRADITIONAL CLOTHING ‼️ GETS THIS BOY GOOOOIIIINNNGGGG ‼️ He loves it so so much, in an innocent way even, something about it lights the fire in his soul 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️

THATS THE POST ‼️‼️Again, I've never been a huge fan of SHOTO but trust me ✋ I get it so HERES SOME HEAD CANNONS FOR YALL ‼️ Hope you enjoyed, I've always loved the idea that he's OBSESSED. with traditionalist things so writing about it was SO MUCH FUN ‼️

the Geisha thing is my fav ☺️ Just little SHOTO watching them go down the street with his mom, awestruck by their beauty 😭🫶🫶

THANKYOU FOR THE SUPPORT AND LOVE, IM SO SO GLAD YALL ENJOY MY DRABBLES ‼️ BYE BYE POOKIES 😚😚 (LEMME KNOW WHO ELSE I SHOULD DO, ILL DO ANY ME CHARACTER‼️) (literally any 👁️👁️)

YOURS TRULY ‼️ SMUDGE 😉

[fan-love-ang-shortstoryprompts]

Prompts that got taken down on AO3 #7

Izuku calls into Put Your Hands Up Radio, makes friends with/talks to mic, because he calls so often he becomes a regular caller at night.

He calls to talk

analysis,

request songs,

talk about his bullying (but makes it vague enough that if Kacchan were to listen, he wouldn't realize it's him),

talks about being quirkless and still wanting to be a hero,

asking for homework help

more is up to you, these are just ones I really want to read/see.

It's rarer to see Dadmic, so dadmic while izu is growing up and calling, dadmic gets even more prominent once he gets to UA, mic learns about OFA, helps him with control because Present Mic has a very powerful/dangerous quirk too. 

A bit of Dadzawa is allowed nearer to the end, but I would prefer the main focus be Dadmic. There are plenty of prompts in this work that I made dadzawa, so please please just take a bit of dadmic

[arbiterlexultionis]

Instant Eternity Pt. 2

So, Danny has the infi-map and uses it to go on vacations and the like to enjoy his now eternal life. The infinite realms are Infinite, really and truly. But locations within the realms correlate to spaces in the “real” world, so what happens when you travel beyond what should be the ends of the “real” universe in the realms? You find other universes. All universes, realities, multi and Omni verses connect with the Infinite Realms, hence the name kind of implying the existence of infinite realms. With the infimap Danny’s able to visit and explore these other planes of existence to his hearts content, and over the course of his travels makes a number of close friends.

He can’t just say goodbye forever, can’t leave them with no way to call for aid or call for small talk so, he comes up with a bit of a crazy plan to make sure all his new friends can meet each other and stay in contact. A combination of the infi-map, Fenton portal technology, time medallions/assistance from clockwork, help from the yeti’s and maybe even some help from Dr. Strange or Dr. Fate all come together to make a private club that connects to who knows how many dimensions. In a Ghost King AU his royal palace has all the normal palace stuff but surrounding Phantom’s Keep is a whole town for inter-dimensional travelers. The portals themselves are all in a massive tower, either leaning tower of Pisa style or a massive clock tower because of how much Clockwork helped out, arranged kind of like how all the statues of the avatars are arranged in the air temple in ATLA.

Danny’s sitting at his desk in his office while 7 Gokus, 13 Vegitas, 4 Beeruses(Beerusi? A pod of Beerus? Flock?) 10 Piccolos and 1 Gohan crowd the rest of his office. “Two Hundred and Forty. 2-4-fucking-0. That is the number of of Territories that have lodged official complaints about the ruckus your fights have been causing! Queen Patet sent a fifty seven page long letter asking me to give every single one of your dimensions eternal travel bans to all of your dimensions and every dimension where even one of you exist. Because the shockwaves from your fights were still strong enough to shatter glass when they reached her Territory. The territory of Vitrum, which makes Fucking Everything from glass! Including the Goddamn Buildings! They build their cities in massive glass orbs! More than thirteen hundred buildings torn down in one day. Including every single hospital they had. You fought for nine days straight. Get out. Get the crap baskets out of my office. Now. Go home. Let the Bulmas know that they’re paying the reparations.” They all file out of the office, Vegitas and the flock of Beerus mumbling about how they shouldn’t have made their buildings out of glass if they didn’t want them to get broken. The one(1) brain cell the group had, otherwise known as Gohan, was apparently the only one with manners, profusely apologizing and offering to help with the clean up even as he got shooed out of the office.

More then a dozen Quirckless!Izuku vigilantes come together to form a great big club to share intel that match’s across their various worlds, analyze quirks, train and give each other therapy. It’s all going well. Then the Batmen stop developing contingency plans for literally all the beings they meet here juuust long enough for their adoption senses to start tingling. The Dad Mights, Dadzawas and Dad for Ones put aside their differences to combat this new threat. The Spider-men are sitting in a corner grateful that their spider senses and Peter tingles helped them avoid all that nonsense. Until the Iron Dads show up. Then they’re all to busy running and cursing their Parker luck to be grateful.

Passing through a gateway to another universe that isn’t yours require approval from no less then half the visitors from that verse and/or Danny himself. Same thing goes for leaving the compound to explore the Realms.

All the adoption addicts from across the multiverse take one look at Danny, listen to all the rumors about his parents and go “Mine!”. Luckily for Danny he doesn’t really have to to worry to much, doesn’t even notice really, because 2.3 seconds after they did that they all turned to each other and went “No! Not yours, Mine!” The infighting has kept them busy ever sense. However, according to an ancient, sacred prophecy(something that Clockwork mentioned in passing 2 months ago) they will eventually all decide that Danny having a proper support network is more important then who his favorite supporter is. So he’s going to get parented so hard by all three hundred and eighty of them. More moms, dads, ma’s, pa’s aunts and uncles then he’ll know what to do with.

[terrible-my-hero-academia-aus]

AU Where...

Bakugo is a top ranked pro hero with CelebrityChildhoodFriend!Midoriya who is famous for such a completely different job/career from a Hero that the rest of Bakugo's class, who stayed in touch after UA, have no idea they're friends.

Through a series of events, this is all eventually revealed to the pro hero friend group

Whether Midoriya has a quirk or not is up to the author

Midoriya wasn't interested in being a hero growing up

Whether AFO exists in this au is up to interpretation

Appearance of LoV members as Midoriya's co workers/employees or friends??

BodyguardTouyaBodyguard TouyaBodyguardTouya 👀

Stylist Toga

Personal Assistant Spinner

Manager Compress

Co-worker/WorkBFF Tenko??

Use of canon villain names to protect Midoriya's staff from the public spotlight??

Midoriya didn't attend UA

Shinsou got into 1A

Bakugo has made vague references to Midoriya in the past but no-one knew what he was talking about

Bakugo and Midoriya stayed friends in this au

Bakugo has a Midoriya Merch ShineTM

Midoriya is still a hero fanboy

They trade merch, Midoriya gives his to Bakugo in return for merch for his hero shrine and All Mights' signature

Midoriya's celebrity status can be anything the author chooses as long as it doesn't relate to hero work. So things like a singer, dancer, actor, sportsman, model, YouTuber are all good, but nothing like a hero analyst or support worker for this au

Unbeknownst to even Bakugo, Izuku has met Shouto through Touya but somehow neither Shouto nor Izuku recognised each other's professional identity and both thought the other was a regular civilian.

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Giving you piggyback rides with... Prohero!Kirishima with fellow Pro fem!reader! I'd like to ask for a short fic.

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A piggyback ride - Kirishima x Reader

Synopsis: during a fight against villains, you injured your knee. Eijiro made sure your knee was treated, and afterwards, he ensured you got back home safely A/N: thank you, love! Trust me, if I could, I would give you everything! Nevertheless, I hope you'll enjoy this tiny, fluffy fic ♥

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You sat on the cold pavement, your knee throbbing in pain as the adrenaline from the battle subsided. The successful mission had left the city center safe, but it had taken a toll on you. Your fellow Prohero, Kirishima, rushed to your side with concern etched on his face.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Kirishima's deep voice resonated with worry as he knelt beside you, his red hair falling gently over his eyes.

"I'll be fine, just twisted my knee during the fight," you replied, trying to put on a brave face despite the pain.

Kirishima's strong and chiseled features softened as he examined your injury. "You shouldn't push yourself too hard, you know? Let me help you back to the agency."

You nodded, appreciating his concern. As a fellow Prohero, you had shared countless battles and trained together. Kirishima was known for his unwavering determination and strength, making him an invaluable asset during missions. Today, he had proved once again why he was the hero you admired the most.

Gently, Kirishima scooped you up into his arms, carrying you as if you weighed nothing at all. His muscles flexed under his costume, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of safety being held in his arms.

"Are you comfortable?" Kirishima asked with a hint of worry as he began to walk towards the agency's headquarters.

You smiled warmly. "Yes, thank you, Kirishima. You're a lifesaver."

He chuckled, his smile infectious. "Just doing my duty as your partner," he said, and you could hear the genuine care in his voice.

The streets were still filled with the aftermath of the battle, but you didn't mind. The sight of Kirishima, the hero with a heart of gold, carrying you through the chaos made everything seem peaceful. People cheered and thanked both of you for saving the city, and their words only served to strengthen your admiration for Kirishima.

As you approached the agency's headquarters, Kirishima gently set you down on a nearby bench. He crouched down in front of you, concern etched on his face once more. "Is there anything I can get you? Water, first aid?" he asked, his eyes locked onto yours.

"Just some water would be great," you replied, touched by his thoughtfulness.

Kirishima dashed inside and returned with a bottle of water. As you sipped the cool liquid, he sat down beside you, leaning in slightly. "You were amazing out there," he said, admiration evident in his voice. "Your dedication and courage inspire me every day, truly, Y/N."

Blushing, you looked away. "Thanks, Eijiro. But I couldn't have done it without you. You were incredible out there too."

His face turned a faint shade of pink, and he scratched the back of his head. "Heh, thanks. We make a great team, don't we?"

"We really do," you agreed, a soft smile on your lips.

After a while, your knee felt better, and you knew you should head inside for proper medical attention. However, you couldn't help but feel reluctant to leave Kirishima's side. Being carried by him had brought a new sense of intimacy, and you found yourself enjoying his company more than ever.

As if reading your mind, Kirishima stood up and extended a hand to help you up. "Come on, let's get that knee checked out."

You took his hand, and he pulled you up with ease. Inside the agency, you received the medical care you needed, and your knee was wrapped in bandages. As you emerged from the infirmary, Kirishima was waiting for you with that warm smile of his.

"I guess I should head home now," you said with a hint of reluctance. "It's been a long day."

"Actually," Kirishima began, "I thought maybe I could walk you home. Or, um, carry you home again if you're still in pain."

You couldn't help but smile at his offer. "I'd love that, Eijiro. But I don't want to cause you problems…"

He grinned back, a twinkle in his eyes. "Are ya joking? Hop on." Kirishima crouched down, gesturing for you to hop on his back.

With a light leap, you hopped onto Kirishima's back, wrapping your arms around his neck as he stood back up. The world shifted as you were lifted into the air, and you couldn't help but feel giddy like a child again. This time, you didn't mind the pain in your knee as much, for the joy of being with Kirishima far outweighed any discomfort.

As he carried you through the city once again, you couldn't help but reflect on how lucky you were to have such a caring and strong partner. With Kirishima by your side, you felt invincible, both in battle and in life. You rested your chin on his shoulder, enjoying the view from a different perspective.

After reaching your apartment, Kirishima gently set you down on the ground, ensuring you were steady on your feet. The pain in your knee had subsided a bit, but you knew you still needed to take it easy.

"Thank you so much for carrying me all the way here, Eijiro," you said, grateful for his support and care.

He blushed at your words, his ears turning slightly red as well. "Ah, it was nothing, really. I couldn't just leave you to struggle, you know?"

You smiled warmly and, feeling a rush of affection, leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on his cheek.

Kirishima's blush deepened, and he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "You don't have to thank me," he mumbled, his voice a mix of embarrassment and delight.

"But I want to," you replied, gazing into his eyes. "You're always there for me, Kirishima. I appreciate everything you do, big or small."

His bashful demeanor melted away, replaced by a warm and genuine smile. "Well, I'm glad I can be there for you. You mean a lot to me, and I'll always support you, no matter what."

You felt your heart swell with affection for the amazing hero standing before you. Without a second thought, you reached out and took his hand in yours, interlocking your fingers.

"Thank you for being the best partner and friend anyone could ask for," you said, sincerity lacing every word.

Kirishima's smile grew wider, his grip on your hand tightening gently. "And thank you for being an incredible hero and an even more incredible person. I'm lucky to have you in my life."

Your heart skipped a beat, and you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with emotion. In that moment, you realized just how deep your feelings ran for Kirishima, and you knew that the kiss you had shared earlier was just the beginning of something special.

As the evening turned into night, you both stood there, hand in hand, basking in the newfound connection between you. There were no words necessary, for the unspoken understanding and affection were enough to fill the air around you.

With a soft smile, Kirishima leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead, a silent promise of his support and love. And in that simple gesture, you knew that you had found someone who would stand by your side through thick and thin.

From that day on, giving you piggyback rides became a cherished tradition between you and Kirishima. Whether it was after a mission or simply spending time together, being carried by him symbolized the unwavering support and love you shared. And as the days turned into months and months into years, your bond with Kirishima only grew stronger, proving that heroes not only save the world but also each other's hearts. You faced countless battles together, each victory strengthening the love between you. And on quieter days, you'd steal moments of tranquility, simply enjoying each other's company, knowing that you were each other's safe haven in a world filled with chaos. Together, you found strength in each other's presence, and with Kirishima by your side, you knew that anything was possible. You had not only found a hero but a partner, a confidant, and a love that would endure any obstacle.

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monoma,, please,,, for your #2 prompt. the quote one. I like the quote you had as an example,, the first one. you can choose whos who (:

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₊✩‧₊˚ “im not in love with you anymore” “i never knew you were” ˚₊✩‧₊

Late nights at U.A. always had a certain stillness to them. Most students had long gone to bed, the quiet halls lit only by the soft glow of the moon filtering through the windows. But for you, these late-night conversations with Neito Monoma were a routine. They often started with playful banter, little arguments that no one else understood, but somehow always ended in meaningful talks that stretched into the early morning.

You were perched on the edge of his dorm bed, cross-legged and twirling a loose thread from your jacket. Monoma was lying beside you, his arms behind his head as he gazed up at the ceiling, his usually sharp and teasing tone softened by the late hour.

"I'm glad I never lost you," Monoma said suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence between you. You looked over at him, a small smile tugging at your lips.

"Why would you ever lose me?" you asked, half-joking.

"Because of my feelings," he replied quietly, and your heart gave a tiny skip at the unexpected seriousness in his voice. You shifted slightly, leaning closer.

"Your feelings?"

Monoma sighed, sitting up slightly so that he could face you. His eyes, usually brimming with mischief, were focused on you with an intensity that made your stomach twist. "I'm not in love with you anymore."

The words hung in the air, sinking into the quiet room, and you felt your breath catch. "I didn’t know you ever were," you whispered, your confusion clear in your voice.

Monoma blinked, clearly taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" you asked, your voice softer now, almost afraid to break whatever fragile thing was hanging between you. "You're not in love with me anymore? You were in love with me?"

His brows furrowed. "Yes, we've talked about this. You always turned me down, so I decided it was best to get over it before I ruined everything."

Your head spun, struggling to grasp what he was saying. "We talked about this?"

Monoma nodded, his expression a mix of confusion and frustration. "Yes, multiple times."

You stared at him, your mind racing back through all the conversations you’d had, trying to remember any moment that even hinted at a confession. "We’ve never once discussed this, Neito."

His confusion mirrored your own, and suddenly it felt like you were on two different planes of understanding. You never noticed. You had never realized he was trying to tell you how he felt all those times. And now, the weight of what you hadn't known crushed your chest.

Silence fell between you, thick and uncomfortable.

"I didn't know," you whispered, feeling a dull ache form in your chest. Over the last few months, you had started seeing him differently. He was your best friend, but the longer you spent with him, the more you realized that your feelings had changed. And now, hearing that he had moved on while you were only just catching up—it hurt.

"I didn’t know you were in love with me." You forced a small laugh, but it was hollow. "And now it doesn’t even matter anymore."

Monoma’s face shifted into confusion again. "What? What do you mean?"

You swallowed hard, pushing yourself up off his bed. "It's late. I should go." Your voice cracked, and you hated yourself for it, but the reality of the situation was too overwhelming. You needed to be alone to process it.

Monoma sat up quickly, his eyes wide with concern. "Wait-"

"I'll see you tomorrow," you cut him off, forcing a small smile before slipping out of his room. Your heart pounded in your chest as you made your way down the dimly lit hallway, trying to sort through everything that had just unfolded. He wasn’t in love with you anymore. But the ache in your chest was because you had fallen for him, and now it was too late.

Over the next few days, you couldn’t help but pull away from Monoma. It wasn’t intentional at first, but every time you saw him, a sinking feeling dragged you down, reminding you that whatever chance you might’ve had was gone. Conversations were shorter, and you didn’t stay for your usual late-night talks.

It didn’t take long for Monoma to notice. On the fifth day, your phone buzzed with a message from him.

Monoma: Come over, we need to talk.

Your heart skipped a beat, but you brushed it off. This was normal, right? The two of you talked all the time. There was nothing unusual about him asking you over. Still, as you made your way to his dorm, you couldn’t help the knot that twisted tighter in your stomach.

When you arrived, Monoma wasted no time. As soon as the door clicked shut, he turned to face you, his expression serious. "You've been avoiding me."

"I haven’t-"

"Yes, you have." His voice was firm, but there was something softer underneath, something that felt like worry. "What's going on?"

You swallowed hard, unable to look him in the eyes. "I didn’t know," you whispered.

"Didn’t know what?"

"About your feelings," you continued, your voice trembling slightly. "And when I finally realized I..." You trailed off, biting your lip. "I didn’t know you had moved on. It just... it hurt. Because I started to realize I have feelings for you too."

Monoma froze, his breath catching as your words sank in.

"But then you told me you weren’t in love with me anymore, so I thought-" You took a deep breath, forcing yourself to look at him, your heart aching as you saw the shock in his eyes. "I thought I’d just get out of your way."

The silence was deafening, and for a moment, you regretted saying anything at all. But then Monoma stepped forward, closing the gap between you in two strides. Before you could say anything else, he cupped your face in his hands and kissed you.

It was sudden, and yet it felt like something that had been waiting to happen for a long time. When he pulled away, his voice was a soft murmur. "I never moved on."

You blinked up at him, your heart racing. "But you said-"

"I tried," Monoma admitted, his thumb brushing your cheek. "I tried to get over it because I didn’t want to lose you as a friend. But I never could. You’re too important to me."

A smile tugged at the corners of your lips, and before you could stop yourself, you kissed him again. When you pulled back, you saw the soft look in his eyes, the same one you had always been too blind to notice.

"I guess we’re both pretty terrible at talking about feelings," you teased, your voice light.

Monoma chuckled softly, pulling you closer. "Guess we’ll just have to make up for lost time."

a/n longer then expected but legit could not leave it angsty, just had to end it with sme fluff

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