#Kaminari x OC

[skymar13]

please please PLEASE do something about whiney virgin!kaminari x fem!reader where he gets pussy for the first time, i would literally FOLD

Virgin!Denki Kaminari x Fem! Reader

University AU

:Smut MDI , all characters aged up!

TW: Obvious smut warnings, unwrapped (pls wrap it kids) loss of virginity m/f oral.

Not proof read because I HATE reading my own writing.

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Denki kaminari was somebody who talked about sex 24/7, all day everyday. Mixing this fact with the idea that he was incredibly thirsty people assumed that their classes whore couldn’t be a virgin it was simply impossible.

You had been under this impression so you decided to never asked fighting that simply it’s do more damage than it would good. And kaminari couldn’t tell his experienced girlfriend that he had absolutely no idea where the clit was. He’d watched pornos but he never really focused on the parts that matter, only focused on burning off some steam. He was growing impatient as you’d only gotten to 2nd base and he needed to feel what it’s like being inside someone, inside you to be more specific.

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You and Kaminari were laying on your bed making out. You were straddling his lap while he held your waist pulling you impossibly closer. You feel his tent tight from under you, so you break the kiss raising an eyebrow at you boyfriend making him turn into a hot blushing mess. “I’m sorry it’s just it was so good and you’re so-“ “Denki why’re you apologizing? I’m happy my boyfriend is turned on by me.” You continued to kiss down his jaw his movements being paused from shock and astonishment, but he soon followed your previous actions. You started to grind down on his hips making him let out a loud groan. “Sensitive are we?” You joked but his reaction being one of embarressment. “What’s wrong Denki? It’s okay if you’re uhm..vocal?” You said trying to make the atmosphere lighter to no avail. He looked at the floor for second before his eyes went back to yours. “I’ve never gotten this far with someone before, I’m a total virgin.” He said rushed but you heard him clearly “that’s okay we can go slow.” You said with a kind smile “I don’t want to go slow unless you do?” He said with a wanting look in his eyes as if he’d shatter if you said you didn’t want to do this with him. “Okay I’ll follow your lead” you said with a nod. With your approval he smashed his lips onto yours his hands gabbing at every ounce of skin that he could making you groan into the kiss. You rolled your hips into his you both let out a soft whimper. He pulled away from you lifting up his shirt over his head then discarding it somewhere on the floor. You did the same with yours leaving you in a bra and your pj bottoms. He looked at your covered breasts practically drooling. “What never seen boobs before?” You teased making his face go into fake hurt. “I’ve seen boobs trust me I’ve just never had sex, get your facts straight hun.” He said sarcastically before his hands were back on you. You placed your hands on abdomen feeling his abs then moving to his back then eventually tangling your hands in his hair tugging slightly making him lift his head exposing his neck to you. You left open mouth kisses up and down finding his sweet spot and sucking slightly on the spot. You let of his neck with a small ‘pop’ looking at him as he had a dazed expression. You got off his lap sinking to your knees and motioning for him to move towards the edge of the bed. He did so without even thinking anticipating on what you were going to do. You began to unbuckle his belt then the button of his jeans then the zipper. You played at the hem of his boxers making direct eye contact. “Stop teasing me and do something it hurts so bad!” He whined and my did it make you wet. “Say please don’t be rude babe!” You said laughing to yourself. “Oh my god please [name] please I need it so bad please.” With out saying another word you brought out his member, it was prettier that you’d expected. He wasn’t the thickest but he had good length and well trimmed with a pretty pink tip already leaking pre. You began leaving kitten licks up and down his shaft. He let out low groans and moans. “I need more please stop teasing me already.” He hissed out with saying anything you took him in full bobbing your head up and down sucking him in the right ways. He let out a sigh of relief getting in pleasure. He tangled his hands in your hair pushing your head down and pulling your head up lightly. You tapped his thigh signaling you needed air. You came off his dick a string of saliva connecting the two of you. Your hand went to massage his balls, he let out a loud moan quickly covering his mouth. “Don’t be ashamed let them know.” You giggled out at his embarrassment quickly spitting on his shaft and continuing your previous actions. You felt him twitch in your mouth knowing his was close. You bobbed your head fast sucking with more pressure turning him into a groaning mess. He looked pretty like this: fake read mouth slack and eyes shut. An imagine you burned into your mind. Just as he was about to cum you pulled off quickly replacing your mouth with your hands. “Where do you want to cum?”

You had barely any chance to finish before he yelped out “your face. Please please let me cum on your face.” You nodded quickly pushing him to his orgasm. He stuck to his wishes white ropes coating your face. You brought a finger up to the mess taking a stripe of his cum and tasting it. “So yummy babe, want a taste?” You asked coming up to kiss his lips. He groaned into the taste of you noticing the sticky substance he grabbed a nearby cloth helping you wipe off the mess he’d made. “Your turn.” He said switching yalls position and pushing you on your back lightly. He took your previous seat on the floor pulling you closer to the edge. “Can I uh..take these off?” He pulled at the waist band of your panties and pajama pants, you nodded with a weak “yes please” with that he slid them throwing them somewhere across the room immediately diving in. “Hey babe. You’re licking my thigh.” You let out. “I’m sorry I havnt done this before I just want to reciprocate it! Can you show me?” He said embarrassed face red not do to the heat. With your fingers you directed him to where he should be focusing on. And he knew what he was doing after that. Eliciting moans and whimpers from you. He added one of his digits into your hole making you arch your back at the contact. After a couple pumps he added a second. “Is this good?” He questioned. “You can go fast but yes you got!” You said trying to contain your moans. He did as you wished pumping his fingers in and out of you faster, his tongue circling your clit with more force you quickly came on his face. He carried you through your orgasm his face coming up to yours sloppily making out with you groaning at the taste of yourself on his tongue. With the same rag you helped him clean up your juices.

He pulled you in with open mouth kisses swiping your lips when you opened your mouth he immediately shoved his tongue in li king your cavity. He broke away a mixture of seriousness and list clouding his eyes. “Can I fuck you?” He asked you nodded your head fast without warning his directed his tip to meet your opening. He gave himself a count down and slowly started to push himself into you making sure to give you time time to adjust. He arched your back the contact making you both groan. At first you’d hissed at the stretch but the pain turning into pleasure. He slowly rocked his hips into yours feeling your walls clench down on him. “T’s way better than m-my hand” he let out making you let out a mixture of a moan and a laugh. Your hands came up to rest on his shoulders. Your own hips moving to meet his. He began to push into you at a fast pace feeling like he needed to be deeper. You could feel the knot in your stomach beginning to form and you knew he was close too, his cock twitching ever so slightly. With a few more thrusts you knew you were about to cum. “Denki I-I’m gonna cum” you let out trying to hold off your own orgasm. “Me t-too.” He hissed out. After two more sloppy thrusts you felt the knot un do and you released all over his shaft. Your vision going black and your mouth slack. He tried to pull out but your walls keeping him in. “I need to cum so bad. Can I cum in you? Please?” You gave a tired nod not even realizing the question. He released his load inside of you with a loud groan. His body falling limp on yours. After a few minutes of catching your breaths he finally pulled out. You grabbed the rag and helped him clean up before cleaning yourself. “I love you so much” he said out of nowhere. “I love you too.” You responded. After you cleaned up you slid your pajamas back on and changed the sheets.

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The was written in a rush lowkey. I lost my first draft. But anyways as always requests wanted!!

[feralfangirll]

Denki brainrot bc it’s been so long and I have so many drafts…

Can’t stop thinking about Denki sliding his shaft along your pussy folds, teasing you mercilessly for hours just because you’re his little girlfriend and he loves to make you squirm…

The thick vein along the bottom of his heavy cock parts your pretty little lips ever so slightly, eliciting a hiss from him and a whimper from you. You bite your lip and buck slightly as the tip nudges your sensitive bundle of nerves, slipping over it painfully slowly as his impressive length continues to move upward through your slick folds. His cock is so pretty, pink shiny tip wet from your juices running through your slit over and over. He’s been at this for what feels like hours… or days… you aren’t sure anymore as your head falls back dizzy with lust. You’ve nearly cum so many times but he never lets you get there. Fucking tease…

Finally with a groan, his heavy balls settle over your cunt, resting in the recess of your tight hole, not yet stretched enough to let him in but wet enough he could slip in if he’s not careful. The soft, pudgy skin of his nuts rests heavy against your pussy and your chest heaves at the thought of him finally pumping his load into you. Silver lines your eyes as you wordlessly beg and whine for him to give you reprieve from the aching in your core. Usually he’s the one begging and whining for release but this was revenge. He wanted payback for you ruining him the night before. He only replies with a rumbling chuckle from deep within his chest and resumes his painfully slow torture against your aching cunt.

[larz-barz]

Amaya’s hoodie says “Chargebolt’s kitten” btw >:3

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[yukxxri]

"I heard that gossiping helps strengthen friendships. Let's try it with some coffee~♥︎"

[aheckinmess]

Mind Over Mischief [Kaminari]

(One-Shot 7/? in a collection of My Hero Academia one-shots posted regularly on Saturdays and sometimes Sundays.)

Read on AO3.

Tags: Kaminari x OC, Pro Hero Chargebolt x OC, Denki Kaminari, Original Female Character, Ichijiku Aoki, Kaminari and Kirishima are Besties, Kaminari Angst, Saving Original Character, OC is In Trouble, Because She Saved Kaminari, And I Mean Who Wouldn't, But Now She a Little Silly, And Kaminari a Little Dumb, So Here We Are

Word Count: 1,810 words

Summary: While Chargebolt and Tigress are fighting a group of villains, Tigress takes a hit for Chargebolt. It results in a concussion and Kirishima having to stand guard.

Ichijiku (Tigress)

It’s overcast and smells like lavender the day I lose my mind. Denki draws a bath with lavender epsom salts prepared after the humid day of patrolling results in a grimy, sore body.

“C’mon, Ichichan, Shinsou said the smells would help.” He pulls on my arm. “Please?”

I stand and stare at the tub of water, unmoving. Denki pulls me again and I shift forward a few steps.

“Ichi, please.” His hand caresses my cheek.

I tilt my head as I look at him. Lavender invades my nostrils and my head throbs with splitting pain, pulling a shriek from my chest. Denki tries to soothe me, but it’s too late.

My head cracks against the sink before darkness swallows me.

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5 hours earlier. . .

“Chargebolt, how many volts do you think you’ve got left?” I bark across the street, flipping around the large teddy bear villain in front of me.

“Ehh…heh…a couple hundred…or twelve.” His laughter tells me all I need to know as he bobs and weaves around his attacker.

He’s getting low on energy. A few more low-level bursts or one high-level and he’s done! We have to figure out how– But there’s no time to think. Teddy Bear lands a hit that sends me careening back into a nearby bench. Pain crackles all through my back, but I grunt and force myself to my feet.

“Don’t you know when to quit?” Teddy Bear laughs, suddenly pinning me down. My muscles strain and I grit my teeth to keep his weight from crushing me. “You ever heard of mind control, kid? Once your electric friend goes stupid, his mind’ll be easier for my pal to take over with just one dart! And you’re gonna lay here and watch!”

Like hell I am! I twitch under his weight before unleashing a roar through my mask. As expected, my quirk compels him to run. I’m freed from my prison, and as soon as I see Denki in the sights of a man with a dart, I bolt across the street and shove him to the ground.

“Chargebolt, you have to call Menticide for help. This guy can–” I stop.

Denki looks at me with horror, before rushing the guy throwing darts.

“Attack him.” The man smirks.

I do. No! No, stop! We can’t do this. Not to Denki! How do we stop it? There’s got to be some rules. Denki, call Menticide! I plead in my head, while my body leaps at him. I’ve got him pinned and he starts begging.

“Tigress, please! It’s me!”

Seeing his pleading face, I focus hard on keeping my body still. I can’t fully shake the mind control, but I manage to stall myself long enough for Denki to turn the tables and get me on my back.

“Menticide? Yes! You’re in the area?” Denki’s phone is out and he’s shouting directions to Shinsou as Teddy Bear and his pal tear down the street. “Tigress was hit with a dart. Come find us when you’re done, please!”

With no directions to follow, I sigh and look up at the sky overrun by clouds.

“Tigress, come on.” Denki slowly starts moving off of me. When I make no movement, he pulls at my arm to help me up. “Tigress? Sweet! I guess you’re better now, huh?”

I stare wordlessly at him. He extends a hand to me, which I take.

“Are you okay?” He asks, leading me down the street.

A few civilians watch on, whispering as their eyes stay focused on the two of us. I don’t say a word, following the trail of our two attackers.

“I know that must have been tough. But you can’t just keep it all bottled up, you know? You gotta let it all out of you, otherwise you’ll just explode.” Denki nudges me. “You know you can talk to me, love. We’re in this together.”

Still, I say nothing. I look down at my feet as I trudge forward with him. Right, left, right, left. If I could answer you, I would. But I took that dart in the leg, and now I’ve failed you. Don’t be so hard on yourself, Little One.

Silence stretches between us until we see a familiar tangled mess of purple hair walking in our direction. His mask covers his face, but it doesn’t hide the concern on his expression.

“Chargebolt! I’ve got those two under control. They weren’t much of a threat once I used my quirk.” Shinsou takes a step closer to me and looks me over. “It looks like Tigress doesn’t have any directions to follow, but right now that means she’s just a hollow shell. She won’t be a threat, but we need to find a way to bring her mind back.”

“Huh? I thought she was fine? She’s been kinda quiet but…” Denki turns to me and clarity dawns on him. “Oh, shit. How are we going to bring her back? Will she be stuck like this forever?”

“Unlikely. Worst case scenario? It’s long-term and takes a while for the dart to wear off. But I’ve learned a few things from my own quirk about what helps people take back control.” Shinsou waves a hand in front of my face. I mimic the motion. “Yeah. She’s basically just copying our motions at this point. Let’s get her somewhere safe before I start telling you how to help. Too many civilians right now.”

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For the next few hours, I’m left in Denki’s agency under the watchful eye of Kirishima.

“She’s not a threat right now, but at least until I finish up my patrol, can you keep an eye on her? I’m hoping the quirk wears off, but I don’t want to take a chance of leaving her without a guardian in case the opposite happens.” Denki runs his fingers through my hair as I scout the lobby.

“Dang, this sucks. So, she can’t recognize us anymore?” Kirishima frowns.

“She can recognize us, but she’s not in control of her body functions.” Shinsou reassures. “It’s similar to my quirk. Your mind is still your own for the most part. I don’t control your thoughts, just your actions.”

“So she has to watch herself be a completely different person?!”

“In essence, yes. But once we get done with patrol, we’ll go to the store and Chargebolt can grab some items to help with her status. Try talking to her about things only the two of you would know. It might help her break the control easier.” Shinsou advises.

And then they’re gone.

Kirishima remains quiet and awkward after the two heroes leave. I sit obediently in my chair. Every few moments my body instinctively glances around, but otherwise I’m motionless.

“Hm, this is really weird to witness. Usually you’re so mobile!” Kirishima finally sits beside me, crossing his arms. “Hey! Remember that time you were getting so excited during our Mario Kart tournament that you knocked over Bakugo’s tea? I’ve never seen him look so guilty for yelling at someone when you started crying! But boy did he pay for it later when you let loose your tiger on him.”

I blink at him with a neutral expression. I remember! I felt so bad for knocking it over. I think that’s why I didn’t mind ripping him a new one later.

It goes like this for a while until Shinsou and Denki return. Denki disappears for a few minutes in the back and then walks out in his casual attire. Shinsou hands Kirishima several bags.

“This is for Chargebolt. Make sure he gets these when he comes out. I have to head out, but I’ll keep you updated if he doesn’t.” Shinsou fist bumps Kirishima before stepping out.

When Denki makes it to my side, Kirishima hands him the bags.

“Shinsou told me to give these to you. Do you need help getting her home?”

“Nah, I should be fine. I want to try these remedies right away.”

“Okay, if you’re sure. Keep me updated, okay?”

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Present

It’s overcast and smells like lavender the day I lose my mind. Denki draws a bath with lavender epsom salts prepared after the humid day of patrolling results in a grimy, sore body. That stupid Teddy Bear gave me a run for my money. He hit so hard! Ugh.

“C’mon, Ichichan, Shinsou said the smells would help.” He pulls on my arm. “Please?”

I stand and stare at the tub of water, unmoving. Denki pulls me again and I shift forward a few steps. Come on, please! We have to get back in our right mind.

“Ichi, please.” His hand caresses my cheek. A muscle twitches in my cheek and my finger spasms.

I tilt my head as I look at him. Lavender invades my nostrils and my head throbs with splitting pain, pulling a shriek from my chest. Denki tries to soothe me, but it’s too late.

My head cracks against the sink before darkness swallows me.

When I wake up, I grunt and look over to find Recovery Girl at my bed.

“She has a mild concussion it seems like, so make sure you notify me the second she wakes up.” She tells Denki.

“Denki…?” I whimper, blinking. How did I get here?

“Ichichan!” Denki rushes to my side and grabs my hand. “You’re back! You can talk again!”

Talk again? What…wait! I wince as memories from earlier flutter through my mind. I struggle, but I raise my arm and flex my fingers.

“I can…move.” I sigh happily, before sharp pain sparks through my temple. “Is the mind control why my head hurts?”

“Mind control? You didn’t tell me about that, Denki!” Recovery Girl smacks my husband with her cane. “You didn’t think that it was pertinent to tell me that whenever she had a concussion?!”

“I didn’t think about it!” Denki shields himself. “I was already worried.”

For the next few moments, Recovery Girl goes through a series of questions with me. Apparently, they’re meant to test my short-term and long-term memory, as well as my ability to complete complex tasks. When I pass those, I’m told to walk down the hall of our house.

“With some rest, she should be fine, Denki.” Recovery Girl says at the end of it all. “But keep an eye on her and make sure she’s not doing strenuous tasks.”

“Got it!”

Once she steps out, I instantly find Denki’s chest to sink into. My arms squeeze him tight.

“I’m sorry.”

“It wasn’t you, lovely. I’m not holding it against you.” Denki sighs in relief and then pulls back to kiss my forehead. “The lavender must have worked then. What do you have that smells like lavender?”

“It’s in the pillow mist you use to help you fall asleep.”

“How’d you know that?”

“I hug your pillow when you’re gone and I miss you.”

[passerine-writes]

Silent Sparks - Volt 61

Warnings: Takai, attempted sl*t shaming, emotionssssWord count: 6194

Notes: Italics - Tsukare signing Bold italics - Family member/friend signing 'Italics with apostrophes' - Thoughts

Masterlist

Volt 60 | Timeline | Volt 62

I woke up in a cold sweat with my breath stuck in my throat. My hearing aids were still on from falling asleep during the show. The usually comforting arm around my shoulders felt terrifying but I still looked back to look and check it was still Denki. I think he sensed my unease seeing as how he slowly moved his arms off my body.

"Hey, nothing happened. Look at me, yeah? Follow my breathing, in and out. In and out, you're safe." I slowly nodded and let my head hang in shame, the back of my hand furiously wiping the tears from my eyes. I followed his enunciated breathing despite my embarrassment, knowing it would be one of the few things to help right now. "Don't even apologize, it's not something you did on purpose." I nodded slightly and looked at the clock next to my bed. Seeing I managed to get about four and a half hours of sleep, I was content with that.

"Did you get to sleep yet?" He shook his head and checked his phone, eyes blowing wide at the fact that it was almost 3:30 in the morning. "If you wanna head to your dorm and get some sleep you can, thank you for helping me calm down and stuff."

"Do you want me to stay?" I looked up at him with wide eyes, surely looking like a lovesick puppy. "Hey, if you want me to stay, I gladly will. But if you need or want some alone time to unwind, that's okay too." My lower lip trembled and I pleaded with my body to not let the dam break. So I quickly nodded my head, not trusting my voice to be steady enough to answer him. His arms extended softly and I pulled him into a tight hug. He held me to his chest, one hand rubbing small circles in my back and the other one running through my hair. "It'll be okay one day, I promise." He told me, continuing on to whisper sweet nothings to me until he felt that I was calmed enough. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

"It's just flashbacks." He nodded, patiently waiting to see if I was going to elaborate more. "From uh, from Kamino."

"C'mere." He said quietly, silently asking me to unfold my legs. His warm hand quickly went behind the back of my knees and he pulled me to sit in his lap, thighs straddling his. "Just relax. Okay? I'm not going anywhere." I nodded and buried my face into the nape of his neck.

We sat there for almost half an hour until I calmed down fully. My breathing no longer stuttering and my eyes not threatening anymore tears.

"You should get some sleep." I whispered to the blond, not wanting to break the quiet atmosphere.

"Probably." He mumbled back. I slid out of his lap, turned off my light and flicked on my lamp, laying down on the bed and offering open arms to him. He sent me a tired smile and got comfortable, laying on my chest with our legs tangled together. I put my hearing aids on the charger and started running my fingers through his hair.

"Night Denks." I whispered to the barely conscious blond, taking a shot in the dark and placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. The vibrations of him saying something going through my body but I didn't bother to ask him, letting him get his sleep instead.

I stayed up the rest of the night and waited for my alarm to start flashing at me until Kaminari woke up as well. His eyes peaked open but he quickly shut them again and curled closer to my chest.

"Denks, c'mon. We have to go get ready." He grumbled a bit and held me tighter. "I know, but it's that or you face the wrath of my Dad." He shot up like the speed of light and I couldn't stop myself from giggling.

We went downstairs to eat, a few of our classmates not so subtly staring at my exposed skin. I swallowed to lump in my throat and sat with my brother and Midoriya, picking at my breakfast. My appetite had been gone for hours, so I wasn't too surprised.

"Tsukare. I noticed the scar on your neck is still healing. If you'd like, I have a cream that might help soften it and speed up the healing time." I gave Momo a tight lipped smile with a nod.

"Thank you. That's very thoughtful of you. Sorry, uh, would you excuse me? I should probably go get dressed." She cheerfully nodded and I walked away, ignoring the sets of eyes on me as I retreated. Bakugou stared at me with an unknown emotion in his eye as we crossed paths at the elevator.

I walked to homeroom alone, already exhausted with social interaction but I shouldn't have work a tank top in the commons, that's my fault I suppose. I sat there blasting my music, scrolling through my phone and texting Nakami before Kiri and Mina came running towards my desk.

"Tsukabro!"

"Tsukababes!" They both yelled in excitement.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked cautiously as I turned down my music.

"What happened this morning? Everything okay? You kinda booked before we could ever say a word to you." Kiri asked gently leaning back against Denki's currently unoccupied desk. Mina hopping up and sitting on my desk.

"Yeah, yeah I uh, I'm okay." I mumbled, sending a small smile that I knew didn't convince them. The duo shared a look and turned back to me.

"Look, Tsukababes, we're worried about you, like a lot." Mina said gently, placing a hand on mine. "You've been more distant and quiet and stuff."

"Yeah, I'm fine, just tired." Mina looked to Kiri while the red head stared at me with a look of concern.

"We're having our own bro talk later." Kirishima told me, leaving no room for debate.

"Fine but you gotta find a different name, Hitoshi and I already use that." He groaned dramatically but rubbed his chin in thought.

"I got it! Dude talk!" I let out a small laugh but nodded.

"Alright. That works I guess." I said, laughing softly to myself. The bell rang and everyone scrambled to their seats, Dad slinking into the classroom, clearly tired.

"Today we have an assembly of sorts outside, all students do. Seeing as all of you meant to be here are, we're ready to go." He stated simply, all of us getting up and heading to the designated area.

"Listen up, everyone!" Iida exclaimed as we walked. "Stay in line and move promptly into position! I want to see order!" I bit back a small chuckle from his enthusiasm over the structure of a line in the hallway.

"Uh. You're the only one who's not in line." Hanta told him as he passed and I slightly snorted.

"I heard a little rumor about Class 1-A. Two people! You had two people fail the licensing exam, you losers!" Monoma called out maniacally down the hallway.

"Shut the hell up, you're as unoriginal as ever, thought that should only extend to your quirk. Not your whole personality." I snapped at him, my voice dull and making me appear nihilistic. Denki looked back at me and shared a look with our friends, all of them rushing up to where we stood near the front.

"Bet you were the only one in your class to fail. Just like in the final, huh?" Kiri asked, clearly having my back.

Monoma laughed awkwardly and turned around. Not giving an answer.

"Actually. Every one of us passed. We've pulled ahead of you big shots." He said, gesturing to the rest of his class behind him theatrically.

"Shocking that you managed to make the cut." I stated blandly, waving to Kendo. She waved back softly, the interaction earning me a glare from Monoma.

"Accordin' ta teacher Vlad, we'll have classes together this semester— doesn't that sound like it'll be fun? I'm lookin' forward to it." A girl with horns said happily. Monoma whispering something in her ear. "Touch me and I'll pummel ya until your mama doesn't know ya!" She said happily, not realizing it was a threat.

"Nice try, Monoma. But I think my brother and I have the upper hand. You're the exchange student, right? From America?" I asked in English. She nodded happily. "Word of advice, you might not wanna repeat whatever Monoma tells you to. He's trying to be a bad influence with the fact you're still learning the language. You seem nice, and I don't want to see you get hurt by someone like that." She blinked at me twice before glancing back at Monoma, the rest of the students staring at me in disbelief.

"What about the competition between classes?" She asked me innocently.

"It's a joking feud that's been going on for years. Monoma takes it too seriously, your teacher even admitted that." She looked at me wide eyed for a moment before nodding in confirmation.

"Hey, we're trying to get through back here." A chill ran through my body and I immediately tensed up. "Hey, sweetheart." Denki nodded his head forward and we kept walking, his hand finding mine and intertwining our fingers together. My brother quickly came up to my other side and made sure Takai kept his distance.

"You okay?" Denki asked softly, to which I quickly nodded my head.

"Hi there! It's the adorable small mammal you all know and love, the principal." Nedzu announced from his special block to give him the height he needed. The rest of the teachers lined up beside him. "You may notice the fur I'm so proud of has deteriorated in quality. I haven't been taking care of it. This is something that can happen to humans, too. Even if you eat a balanced diet full of vitamins and minerals, you won't have a mane as luscious locks unless you're getting lots of sleep. That's the secret!" I bit back my laughter at the irony for me but tried my hardest to focus. "Disturbances in your normal resting patterns are terrible for your hair. So if you want to improve your furs..." I got distracted by Denki fidgeting with Ojiro's tail. I tried to focus but found it difficult, so I pulled out a fidget cube. "My own sleep cycle has been upset by the incidents that took place over summer vacation, which I'm sure everyone here knows about already." My stomach churned and I looked to the ground in shame. "We lost a pillar of hope. The ramifications of which have appeared faster than I could have ever imagined." I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as he made it about All Might, for once I was thankful for him being mentioned. "And there will likely be even more chaos throughout our world in the near future. In particular, this will be most apparent to those of you studying in the hero course. You must approach extracurricular activities, like the hero work studies available to second and third years, with a greater sense of caution..." I thought about the work studies we would do next year and started thinking about when we would visit Uncle Oboro's tombstone, it's almost that time of the year again. I don't exactly know what happened, I just know he was close friends with our dads and Auntie Nem and something happened to him during his work study. Pops told me he's the reason for Dad's eyes being covered now. But that's about it. Then I started thinking about the Big Three and how their studies are going until Uncle Seki started speaking into the mic.

"Now, we'll hear from the extra curricular guidance teacher. Please give Mr. Hound Dog your attention." Ryo stood on the stage behind him and moved to the mic.

"Yesterday... Two students—" After that, it turned into him barking and snarling, clearly upset about what happened. Whenever he got strong emotions, his language skills got muted and his brain flipped his dialect switch, as I like to say at least.

"Alright.." Uncle Seki stated slowly, stepping back up to the mic. "As you just heard, there were students fighting last night. I know you're not used to life in the dorms, but let's all be a little more respectful moving forward. That's it. Back to the classrooms, starting with the third years." He directed, I started tapping my fingers anxiously, not wanting Takai to try and pull anything. I jumped a bit when two arms wrapped around my waist and pulled my back flush to a toned chest.

"Relax. I won't let anything happen. I'll keep you safe." Denki whispered to me, just loud enough for my hearing aids to pick up. I let out a slow breath and nodded, relaxing into the warmth of his body until we had to start walking.

"Hey, sweetheart." I heard the eerie voice behind me and I kept walking. A hand gripped onto my wrist tightly, I quickly jabbed my elbow into his diaphragm and watched him sputter for a second. "'Now, that wasn't nice. Neither was getting me suspended." I gripped onto Denki's hand a little tighter. "What? You have him on a leash or something? He's always following you around."

"He's always with me cause he's my boyfriend. So leave me the fuck alone already." I bit back, trying my hardest to hide my nerves.

"C'mon, stop being such a-"

"You don't want to finish that." My brother stated firmly.

"Oh? I don't? And what are you gonna do, freak show?" Takai retaliated.

"Watch your fucking mouth." I told him, my tone laced with venom.

"You're clearly all bark no bite, shortstack. So I don't think I will. You gotta stop being such a whore begging for attention. Stop being a prude afterwards and leading people on. If you're gonna act like that, pick one and stick with it, or just be a normal person about it." He reached out to try and grab me but before anything could happen, Hitoshi sent a right hook to his face, completely knocking him down. Multiple students around us gasped loudly at the display of violence.

"Don't you dare try and talk to my brother like that when you can't even understand the word 'no'. You're pathetic." He spat out as Takai slowly got back up, wiping the blood from his nose on the back of his hand.

"You're gonna regret that." He threatened with a wild look in his eyes.

"Sure. Cause you scare me." The two went toe to toe.

Dad! I quickly signed and pulled my brother back, our Dad's capture weapon wrapping around Takai and further pulling the two apart.

"Both of you, go with Nedzu to his office. Onryo, Kaminari, I'm sure you'll both be talked to later. Get back to the classroom." I gave him a small nod and with a final glance at Hitoshi, I walked away.

"I could get used to hearing you call me that." Denki casually said on our walk back.

"Call you what?" I asked coyly, a smirk on both of our faces.

"You know what I'm talking about." He teased, both of our faces pink.

'Is he just being a flirt? Or is he actually flirting with me?' I thought to myself, worried about interpreting the situation wrong.

"Do I?" I asked playfully, not know how to flirt and just hoping I didn't screw things up.

"I think you do." He replied.

"I think you should just say it if you could get used to hearing it so much." We both blushed harder, glancing at one another as we walked into the classroom.

"Kaminari! Tsukare! You both are late! And where is Shinsou?" Iida exclaimed loudly as soon as we entered.

"Toshi's with the principal." I said blandly, watching as Iida spluttered for words. Not know whether to scold him or praise him in his absence. Denki and I took our seats, my attention being diverted as my Dad came into the classroom.

"Okay. Starting today we'll resume our regular classes and training schedule." He paused briefly, eyes glancing towards me. "I know a lot has happened recently," his voice grew slightly somber, the small pitch of change notable to those who knew him, "however, you need to switch gears and focus on your school duties. We're lecturing today, but this semester you'll have even harsher training than before." I saw Mina turn and whisper something to Tsu. "Like to share, Ashido?" Dad asked, using his quirk to scare her.

"Excuse me, sir. May I ask a question?" Tsu asked politely while raising her hand. "What were those things the principal was talking about during the opening ceremonies? I've never heard the term hero work studies before." She said quizzically, clearly intrigued yet equally confused.

"I know, right? Hey, Tsuka, do you know what they are?" Sero asked while turning towards me.

"They're so exciting! You get to work side by side with actual heroes, it's like interning but more hands on because we have our provisional licenses!" Dad sighed at my slightly overzealous explanation.

"I was planning to talk more about those at a later date, but I guess telling you now is more logical. Onryo's explanation covered most of it. More simply put, it's work outside of class." He explained and I was worried that he was upset about them.

"Wait! Then why did we work so hard at the Sports Festival?!" Uraraka yelled out, my hearing aids whining in my ears from the feedback.

"Uraraka, take it down a few notches, please." I asked her blandly, gritting my teeth in discomfort. "The answer is right there anyways, connections, relationships, experiences. It's all a chain of events." She looked at me confused and Dad gestured for me to explain. "Bust your ass in the sports festival, get a hero to recruit you, go to internships. When we do our work studies, we can reach out to who we worked with in our internships from the festival to train under them further. But it also shows you who you don't want to work with, which makes you rely on personal connections and getting in through the upperclassman or emailing the agency." She hummed and sat back down.

"That's correct. The only real downside is those who didn't get scouted or any offers will have a much harder time securing someone for a work study." Dad concluded.

"That.. makes a lot more sense now. Thanks, Tsukare!" I gave her a tense thumbs up. The door slid open and my brother walked in with the same, bland look on his face.

"Hitoshi, please take your seat. We're covering what work studies are." My brother simply nodded and trekked to his seat. My mind starting to run in circles.

"I have a question." I said while raising my hand. "Not a lot of first years get their provisional licenses, outside of us and Class B, I'd say we were the only first years there outside of Inasa. That, mixed with the influx in crime since what's happened, does that mean we might do work studies this year instead of next year?" I asked blatantly, a few whispers starting up around the classroom.

"It's being discussed at the moment. However, nothing is currently definitive. We'll explain more about the work study positions and what that program entails at a later date, but for now... We've got other things to worry about. That's all. Sorry to keep you waiting, Mic." The door slammed open to reveal Pops.

"First period is English! In other words, it's time to jam! And since I get to do this now.." Pops yelled as he marched over to Hitoshi and I, give each of us a hug. "Now I get to embarrass you both a little bit more!" I groaned and let my head bounce onto the desk.

"This is so unfair." I grumbled out, Denki reaching over and rubbing my back. The gesture causing Pops' eyes to widen in shock, his brain clearly buffering.

Classes dragged on for the first day back, my meds being ineffective today. Or maybe that was because I was currently sitting in detention with Monoma. We thankfully had the same idea of not sitting near each other, but whenever Uncle Ecto had his back turned, he would throw something at me. I tried my hardest to just sit and read the textbooks and assignments, but that clearly wasn't happening. I raised my hand, Uncle Ecto looking at me curiously for a moment.

"Yes, Onryo?" I stood up and went to his desk, hoping he would allow what I was going to ask.

"I know some of my accommodations for my educational plans don't apply in here, like listening to music. My meds haven't been working today and I can't focus on it. Is it okay if I listen to an audio version of my textbook?" He pondered it, clearly entertaining the thought but he gave me a curt nod and I scurried back to my seat. I fished my phone out and selected what I needed, keeping the volume low incase I needed to hear anything around me.

"Mr. Ectoplasm, I hate to be a snitch but Tsukare is on his phone." Monoma almost sang out like he was about to win an award.

"I'm aware Monoma, I gave Onryo permission to use it for schoolwork. Is that all?" He drawled back, clearly unamused with the blonds antics.

"But, sir, that's not allowed in detention, and it's unfair behavior. I know who his father is and I don't appreciate him getting unfair treatment." I sighed and raised my hand, pausing the audiobook.

"Since you seem so intrigued with my personal life, I have a 504 and an IEP, I have ADHD and my medication didn't want to work today, so I asked him if I could listen to the audio version of it because I'm painfully aware of the fact I can't listen to music in here. If you have an issue with that, take it up with Recovery Girl and Nedzu since they signed off on my educational plans. Don't bring my Dad into it because you're jealous and insecure of where you stand in the world." I said blandly, not having the energy to deal with him.

"That's enough, both of you. Back to work." I took a deep breath and tried to speed through my homework. In the hour and a half I was there, I got all of it done. So, for the most part, I was pleased. "Onryo, Principal Nedzu would like to speak with you." Uncle Ecto told me as we left, Monoma looking at me as though I was in trouble.

I sighed but went to his office. Seeing Dad, Pops, Hitoshi, Takai, two women I didn't know and Nedzu all sitting there was definitely nerve wracking.

"Onryo, thank you for making it here on such short notice. Please take a seat." I pulled up a chair and sat beside Hitoshi. "I assume you all know why we're here?" I nodded, my lips plastered into a thin line. "Alright. I have already spoken with Hitoshi and Takai earlier after the incident. Mic, Aizawa, did either of you see or hear anything that happened?" Pops shook his head and looked to Dad.

"All I saw was Onryo calling me over before holding his brother back. I got over there and held Takai back with my capture weapon." Dad stated vaguely.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little lost." The red headed woman said in a breath whilst shaking her head. "You 'saw' him calling you over? And why are both of you here? I thought we agreed both parents would be here." I raised my hand facetiously, not enjoying her attitude. She looked at me and sighed before waiting for an answer.

"Questions I actually know the answer to! We're all fluent in sign language, I'm hard of hearing and whatnot, so I used sign language to call him over since he was the closest teacher to us. And they're our dads. Before you ask, no we don't get special treatment, I actually just got out of detention." The women looked at me in shock before turning to our parents.

"The names Yamada Hizashi, better known as Present Mic, and this is Aizawa Shouta."

"My name is Takai Sumi." The redheaded one said before gesturing to the brunette. "This is my wife, Kairi. I apologize if I came off abrasive, you know how protective you can be over your kids." Dad gave her a small nod in response.

"If I may, why exactly are we all here?" Kairi asked softly, hands folded delicately in her lap.

"I was wondering what happened as well, we were not happy getting a phone call from the nurse saying that Shitsurei received a broken nose. Is this another bullying situation? I don't see how it could be, considering they also have gay parents." I laughed a little bit, failing to cover it in time.

"Sorry, I'm not laughing at you or the history. I'm trying not to laugh at the irony." The two looked at me curiously before turning to Nedzu.

"Onryo, please." The principal said lightly so I did the best to stifle my laughter. "Which of you would like to start?" He asked, looking between my brother, Takai and I.

"Can we just, skip this so I can get my punishment and move on?" Takai tried to divert the conversation.

"May I ask a personal question?" Everyone looked at me confused. "Do you know why he was suspended?" Takai went to interrupt but I held up a hand and silenced him. "Not now, the adults are talking."

"You have no business talking to our son like that." Sumi snapped at me.

"Woah, tone it back, sarcasm is one of the things I'm fluent in, sorry it didn't translate well. I'm asking so I know how much to tell you." Kairi placed a hand on her wifes shoulder and looked at me.

"He told us it was for cheating on a large test." I raised an eyebrow in shock.

"Oh this is gonna be fun." I said sardonically, not looking forward to any of this. I glanced at Takai and clenched my shaking hands into fists, his eyes already focused on me. I looked at Dad and Pops anxiously, the reality of everything finally washing over me.

"Onryo, would you like to take a minute out in the hall?" Nedzu asked, I shook my head and took a trembling breath.

"Takai has been harassing me for a while. Uh, I thought it was a joking student pissing match for a bit. But it only got worse, Nedzu probably still has the security footage, but he got suspended because I finally had enough of him trying to flirt with me when he pinned me against some lockers. I've turned him down and made it clear I wasn't interested multiple times, but it reached a point where I couldn't act like it wasn't an issue anymore." I took a deep breath and focused on anything aside from the grey haired male staring at me. "I'm not telling you this because I want to ruin his life, I simply just want this to stop. We had our start of the term ceremony today and he caught up to my brother, my boyfriend and I to simply harass me. I ignored him but he grabbed my wrist and I sent my elbow into his stomach. He kept antagonizing my brother and myself before he called me a whore and a prude, saying I was begging for attention and then leading him on afterwards. That was the tipping point for my brother and he punched him. He got back up and that's when I called our Dad over before holding Hitoshi back." I wrung my fingers together nervously, for once, I was worried about what could happen.

"Shitsurei? Is this true?" Kairi asked and Takai didn't answer, answering by omission. "Tsukare, I am so sorry for our sons behavior. We raised him better than this." She took a deep breath and held her wifes hand tightly. I spared a glance at Dad and Pops and if looks could kill, nobody would ever be able to find Takai's body.

"What would everyone like out of this?" Nedzu asked calmly.

"I'd like to not get a punishment, but I know that's not gonna happen." Takai said in a light hearted way, but every sent him a dark look.

"I just want you to stop. It would be one thing if you were in my class and we had to work together, but I just want this to stop. School was one of my only safe places outside of home, I don't want to keep worrying about whether or not you're going to try and start something. I've made myself clear on more than one occasion that I'm not interested, I'm in a relationship. I don't like you in that way and I never will." I said in a calm voice, masking all of my inner worries. "I don't want to ruin your life, I just want this to stop."

"I want him to stop without feeling like I need to resort to violence to ensure he does." Hitoshi stated, getting right to the point.

"Shouta? Mic?" The principal asked.

"As teachers, we want to see every student that comes here succeed. However, we have to draw a line somewhere. But as parents, I would like to petition for him to be expelled." Dad said sternly, Pops nodding beside him.

"Alright. Kairi? Sumi? What do you both think?"

"We want to protect him, he's our son. But he deserves a punishment. Whatever you deem fitting, he'll accept the consequences." Nedzu tapped his paw pads together for a moment as he thought.

"Before I make my decision, I would like to address something. Shitsurei, the only reason you are not being expelled is because Onryo petitioned for your future to not be ruined. So I'm doing the next best thing. You're being expelled." His eyes went wide but Nedzu held up a paw. "Allow me to explain. We're a prestigious school, so not all of our methods may seem conventional. I know you originally applied for the hero course, and Shouta has a very unique punishment. You will be expelled and then reinstated at U.A. It will go on your permanent record but after wards, you will still receive an education here. However, do to the severity of the situation, that's not all the punishment you will be earning. I was hoping the first bout would be enough, considering I only had you suspended until the end of this week, barred from summer activities and on house arrest with the exception of the ceremony today. That seems to not have been enough though. So, you will be receiving an expulsion, followed by a month long out of school suspension. Meaning you will be home for the next month, not in the dorms. Kairi, Sumi, I can assume you'll follow up with reprimanding him at home?" The two women nodded fervently. "Now, Hitoshi. This is your first offense at any school, while you were trying to protect your brother you did throw the first punch. To avoid any altercations with another student in detention, next week monday and next week tuesday you will be in detention. I usually would only do one day, however you did break his nose. Shouta, Mic, do you have comments, concerns?" Our parents shook their heads, Sumi and Kairi doing the same. "Wonderful, since we're all in agreement, Sumi, Kairi, Shitsurei, you are all free to leave. Onryo, if you have a moment, would you mind staying?" I looked at him and my family confused but waited impatiently. "I'd like to test your IQ, it will only take about twenty or so minutes." I shrugged and fiddled with my fingers.

"Sure, I guess. I have nothing better to do."

My family decided to wait in the hall while Nedzu set me up on a laptop, the test timed and rather than it taking twenty minutes, it only took twelve minutes. A lot of the questions were multiple choice, patterns, matching, stuff like that. He called them back in and looked at me with so much pride I felt like I could cry.

"For adults in Japan, the national average is about 106, those with intelligence quirks have not been grouped in seeing how there is an unfair biological advantage. Teenagers usually score lower for obvious reasons, however, Onryo scored 148 on this test. He falls in the genius range. I'm very proud to see this, and maybe in your future years I can take you on as my protégé." I stared at him in disbelief, not expecting this.

"I feel like I need to take the test again, there's no way I could've scored in the genius range. I forget the simplest things on a day to day basis, that must've been luck." Nedzu shook his head with a soft smile.

"You don't have to try and play down your smarts. This is something you've worked for and have clearly earned." I bit back my smile but nodded. "Hitoshi, another day I would like to test yours as well, if that's something you'd be interested in." My brother gave him a thumbs up.

Once we got into the dorms, all attention was on us. Bakugou and Izuku were still cleaning since they were on house arrest and Sero thought it'd be a good idea to tease the angry blond.

I took off my shoes and started heading to my dorm, only realizing something was off when I saw a pouting Denki.

"Sorry my hearing aids died a little while ago, did you say something?" His pout slowly turned into a smile as he came closer to me.

"I was just wondering how your day was going." He said happily. "Woah, you finally got your IQ tested?" I turned to my brother who sat there smirking. I flipped him off but turned back towards Denki and nodded. "What'd you get?" I gestured for my brother to tell him and watched his eyes widen. Kiri, Mina and Sero all coming over to congratulate me.

"Guys, it's not that big of a deal. Really." Mina rolled her eyes at my words.

"Uh, yeah it is Tsukababes, you're super smart! That's something to celebrate!" I simply shrugged and rung my fingers in my hand.

"It's really not that big." I dismissed, not enjoying being the center of attention as more people in our class came over to congratulate me. "I'm gonna uh, go shower real quick. 'Scuse me." I took a shaky breath once I managed to get to the safety of my room, completely overwhelmed with social interaction. I grabbed what I needed and snuck back downstairs, succeeding at being a wallflower on my way to the baths. While soaking in the faux spring sounded nice, I didn't want to chance falling asleep when I was in here alone. I got in and let the hot water cascade down my back, trying to relax even though it did nothing to soothe my tense muscles. I rushed through it, despite enjoying the bit of solace for once. I stepped out of the cubicle with my towel wrapped around my waist, not expecting to see Sero and Bakugou doing skin care together.

"I'm not even gonna ask what's going on, all I gotta say is don't let Mina find out. She'll be jealous." Sero sent me a thumbs up, but I could see his gaze turn worried at the sight of all my scars. Bakugou landed a firm slap on the back of his head, and I sent him a nod in thanks. I went to the mock locker room cubicle and changed into my pajamas, a simple long sleeve shirt and basketball shorts.

I walked out drying my hair with a small towel, faintly hearing Mina's squeals as she ran over to me. Talking so fast that I couldn't read her lips, especially since she was bouncing in place.

"Woah, slow down, what are you saying?" She took a deep breath, slapped her hands on her cheeks and turned towards me fully.

"Can I please, please, please, pretty please use my curly hair product on your hair?" She asked, still bouncing in excitement. I shrugged and said yes, not seeing the harm in it.

I sat down in front of one of the couches, Mina sitting on it behind me with a plethora of products by her side. Her hands continuously ran through my hair and eventually, I passed out where I sat.

[searenbound]

Commission for @laurenmarieie

They requested an OC x Kaminari love letter with nsfw, I took the personal liberality to make this a proposal letter instead of a confessional.

Warnings: I don’t know how I ended up writing erotic poetry but yeah, erotic poetry, also if you disagree with Kaminari being actually well read and a poetic romantic then keep it to yourself

Pairing: Denki Kaminari x Tenchu Yaoyorozu (OC)

Why he writes it.

It’s been a long time coming honestly, you don’t date someone since you were second year and well past graduation when you’re both established in your respective fields without falling madly in love and wanting to marry them all the time. At least that’s how it feels for him and in his experience he has a much better time explaining his depth of feelings through written word. It’s something they share, plus isn’t it cute? He leaves her love notes all the time! Isn’t it special to expect a silly note and find his proposal instead?

How the letter actually looks.

He’s quite the romantic at heart, but no one until Tenchu has given him the opportunity to romance them like this. He pulls out all the stops on this one. Careful calligraphy that he’s perfected over time, on special vintage style writing paper with the gold trimming on bordering it. Spritzed with her favorite cologne of his and tucked into a white envelope, sitting on her writing desk with a rose laid across it.

How he gives it to Tenchu.

He doesn’t make it a big secret she needs to find out like some might. They’re the anxious type and he doesn’t want them worrying themselves into insecurities they’ve worked passed. Instead he says he’s left something on her desk accidentally and since it’s not uncommon for him she shrugs it off. Only to be surprised with his gift and then him knelt with a ring when she’s finished reading it.

What it says

How should I even start this?

Should I compare you to a muse that inspires me?

You’re so much more to me.

Should I compare your beauty to that of goddess?

It wouldn’t land quite right because you are a goddess in my eyes.

Should I tell you how I live to adore and worship you?

How the sweet nectar that flows from between the plump lips between your thighs is enough to nourish my for days?

How your touch makes me ache and yearn for relief, for release in that sacred place you’ve allowed me entry?

Ask for forgiveness that I so greedily spoil myself on you and hardly ever allow you to return the favor?

I’m sure you know, and I’m sure you don’t mind.

I’m certain as well, that you believe yourself to be the selfish one. You’re not princess.

Selfish is the man before you who takes the treasures of having you as a wife without gracing you with the title.

So Tenchu Yaoyorozu, please do me the honor of calling you my wife. Will you marry me?

[fandom-joiner]

Rescue

Villains before this

A/N: I'm going to try and get back into writing. I'm trying to publish chapters on Mondays. It definitely won't be every Monday because I have a lot with school, work, and just life in general, but I'm going to do my best and work on it whenever I have time. I feel like this is pretty crappy but I'm hoping the chapters will get better when I get back to a consistent writing schedule.

Third Person P.o.V

“Oh, Midoriya, you’re awake!” Denki exclaimed when he opened the door.

“Did you see the news? The media’s swarming the school right now.”

“It’s way worse than in the spring.” Most of Class 1-A entered Izuku’s hospital room.

“We’ve got a melon!” Minoru announced. “We bought it together! A big melon!” Katsuki stood in the corner, away from the large group around Izuku’s hospital bed.

“I caused you trouble, Midoriya…” Fumikage spoke up.

“No, I did, too…” Izuku mumbled. “Did everyone from Class A come?”

“No, Jiro-kun and Hagakure-kun are still being monitored,” Tenya answered. “So is Yaoyorozu-kun. Though Hiva healed her head, they wanted to watch her to be sure there were no lasting effects. That’s why you’re still here as well.” Izuku nodded. Even after Hiva’s healing, his arm felt stiff and hard to move. “So, everyone but those three came…”

“Seventeen of us…” Ochako added.

“Because Hiva’s not here,” Shoto finished.

“Hey, Todoroki!” Mina gasped. Hanta bit his lip, and Denki gave him a little nudge and a comforting smile.

“All Might said, ‘I can’t save the people I can’t reach,’” Izuku quoted. “That’s why he will always save those he can reach… I had to save her… That’s what my Quirk is for… It’s exactly like what Aizawa-sensei said to me. My body… wouldn't move… It was all I could do to save Kota… Even then, I had Veeves to help me… I couldn’t save someone right in front of me…”

“Then let’s save her this time,” Eijiro stated. Katsuki straightened up at this while others gasped. “Actually, Todoroki and I were here yesterday, too. On our way to your room, we saw All Might and a police officer talking to Yaoyorozu.”

“Does that mean you’re going to have Yaoyorozu-kun make another receiver?” Tenya guessed.

“What if it does?” Shoto challenged. Tenya grit his teeth before shouting.

“This is as All Might said! This is something we should leave to the pros! This isn’t the place for us to act, you idiots!”

“We know that!” Eijiro yelled back. “But I couldn’t do anything! After I heard that my friend was being targeted! After I had her right in front of me! I couldn't do anything! I didn’t do anything! If I don’t do anything now, I won’t be a hero or a man anymore!”

“Kirishima, we’re in a hospital,” Denki reminded. “Calm down. We all feel strongly about this, but-”

“It’s not your fault,” Hanta cut in. “It’s- ow!” Hanta pouted down at the one responsible for pinching the back of his hand, and Denki glared up at him.

“Iida-chan is correct,” Tsuyu suddenly spoke up.

“Iida, all of you, you’re all correct. I know that… But!” Eijiro turned to Izuku and held out his hand. “Hey, Midoriya, your hand can still reach! We can go save her!” Katsuki sighed.

“You know she’d never let us help her,” he mumbled. Eijiro turned to him, somewhat surprised he’d sign up for this task.

“What do you mean?” he asked. The blonde sighed again, this time with an eye roll as well.

“She knew what she was doing,” Katsuki explained. “She didn’t act like it, but her mind was much clearer than you all thought.”

“Are you trying to say she’s a villain?” Eijiro questioned. “That she joined them willingly?”

“I’m saying she’s important to them, and she knows it. The only ones in danger will be the morons trying to save her. If the villains don’t kill you, she will for ruining her plan.”

“It’s not a job for her to be doing!” Tenya exclaimed. “It’s for the pros.”

“If she makes one mistake, she could be in danger,” Shoto argued. “Think of who she’s trapped there with. She’ll forgive us when she realizes what could actually go wrong.” Katsuki shook his head.

“You’re acting selfishly,” he spat.

“You, the most selfish person in this room, cannot accuse me of acting selfishly,” Shoto replied. Katsuki pushed off the wall, and Shoto’s stance changed to match his.

“So, in short,” Mina spoke up, attempting to stop their possible fight, “you’re planning on getting the receiver from Yao-momo, following it, and going to save Hiva yourselves?”

“Yeah,” Eijiro said.

“Even though the villains said we were targets to be killed, they took Hiva without killing her,” Shoto continued.

“Because she’s important!” Katsuki repeated.

“They probably let her live, but that doesn’t mean they won’t kill her eventually,” Shoto went on. “Kirishima and I are going.”

“Do you really think they could kill her?” Katsuki questioned. “It’s Hiva. We should be worried about the villains.”

“Hey, that’s what Shinso said!” Denki exclaimed.

“Don’t go overboard with your messing around!” Katsuki groaned at Tenya.

“Wait, calm down,” Mezo ordered. “I understand Kirishima’s frustration at not being able to do anything and Todoroki’s frustration at having her stolen in front of his very eyes. I’m frustrated too. But this isn’t a situation where we should act on our emotions. Right?” 'Squidward gets it.' Katsuki thought as he fell back against the wall.

“L-Let’s leave this to All Might…” Yuga stuttered. “Aizawa-sensei’s permission to fight at the training camp has been rescinded, too.”

“Aoyama’s right,” Fumikage agreed. “I can’t say much since I was the one who needed saving, though…”

“But-”

“Everyone, we’re all shocked by Hiva’s kidnapping,” Tsuyu interrupted Eijiro. “But let’s think things through calmly. No matter how just your feelings, if you’re saying you’ll fight again… That you’ll break the rules… Those acts are the same as those of villains.” It was silent until there was a knock on the door. Yuga jumped at the sound, and a doctor slid the door open.

“Sorry to interrupt… it’s time for Midoriya-kun’s exam.”

“Wh-Why don’t we go?” Hanta suggested with a thumb pointed over his shoulder. “I want to see how Jiro and Hagakure are doing, too.”

“Oh, yeah,” Mashirao agreed.

“Deku-kun, feel better soon,” Ochako said on her way out.

“Thanks, all of you.”

“We talked to Yaoyorozu yesterday,” Eijiro mumbled to Izuku before leaving. “If we go, we go right away. Tonight. Since you were seriously injured, I don’t know if you can move, but we still wanted to invite you because you’re probably the most frustrated out of everyone.” He turned to Katsuki, who was still leaning against the wall to listen. “You are as well.” Katsuki scoffed and finally pushed off the wall to walk out.

“Hiva doesn’t need the help of extras like you,” he insulted. “All you’ll do is piss her off and ruin what she was ready to die for.”

“If you change your mind,” Eijiro turned from the blonde to Izuku, “we’ll be waiting in front of the hospital tonight.” Katsuki scoffed again and finally exited.

“Bakugo.” He huffed at Shoto’s voice. “We need you there.”

“Too bad.”

“Maybe you’re right,” Shoto continued anyway. “Maybe she doesn’t need the help of us ‘extras', but she does need yours.” Katsuki hesitated but shook the quick sinking feeling away. “I think you owe it to her.” Shoto walked away, but Katsuki stayed frozen as that guilty sinking feeling made a quick return.

“Damn it,” he growled, finally walking off.

---

Hanta and Denki ran down the sidewalk. “Perfect!” Denki shouted when he saw Hitoshi on the small front lawn. Hitoshi turned to see where the sudden sound came from and stepped back when the two nearly ran into him. Denki put a hand on Hitoshi’s shoulder to steady himself as Hanta doubled over and gasped for breath. “I knew we’d find you here.”

“I live here,” Hitoshi pointed out. “I feel like you practically live here.”

“Correct.” Hitoshi raised an eyebrow and looked down at Hanta, who was now lying on his back.

“This family makes us do a lot of cardio,” Hanta panted. “How are you right in the middle of everything?”

“For convenience,” Denki replied.

“What is going on?” Hitoshi asked.

“Todoroki and Kirishima.” Hitoshi nodded at Denki to continue. “They’re planning a rescue.” Hitoshi squinted at him.

“Rescue?” Denki nodded.

“For Hiva,” Hanta added, still on the ground. “They’re trying to make Yao-momo make another receiver, so they can find where the villains are and hopefully where Hiva is.”

“That’s stupid,” Hitoshi said. Denki nodded.

“That’s what we said,” he agreed. “She’d be angry we even thought of it. You in?”

“No!” Hitoshi exclaimed.

“Really?”

“You didn’t make a good argument, sparky,” Hanta stated.

“You really didn’t,” Hitoshi confirmed. “Even if you did, I’d still say no. I’m not getting in her way.” Hitoshi sighed and looked around before crouching down to Hanta, motioning Denki to do the same. “Besides, I happened to hear those two talking,” Hitoshi nodded towards the house to show he meant his parents, “and it sounds like the heroes are planning their own rescue. She’s gonna be home and fine by the end of the night.” The other two sighed, relieved smiles crossing their faces. “So come in.” Denki tilted his head, and Hanta angled his back to get a better look at the purple-haired teen. “Don’t you lover boys wanna see her when she gets back?” Hitoshi stood and walked towards the door.

“‘Boys’?” Hanta repeated.

“You’re not exactly a master at hiding your crushes,” Denki said, holding a hand out to help Hanta up from the ground.

---

Katsuki laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling. “Damn it, icyhot.” He sat up and sighed. “‘I think you owe it to her’? What’s he trying to say?” He sighed again and rubbed a hand over his face. “God damn it!” Katsuki dramatically rolled out of bed and stomped down the stairs, cursing Shoto for successfully guilt-tripping him.

---

Katsuki got to the hospital in time to see his classmates frozen on the sidewalk as they spoke. “Oi!” he called when they started walking again. All eyes landed on him, and he glared as he marched up to the group. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Kacchan!” Izuku gasped.

“I thought you weren’t coming,” Eijiro said. “You were against it almost as much as Iida.” Katsuki clicked his tongue at the redhead and turned to Momo.

“Minds change,” he muttered. “Where are we going?” Shoto tilted his head at the odd behavior. “Stop staring at me, icyhot!”

---

The coordinates on the receiver indicate Camino Ward, Yokohama City in Kanagawa Prefecture,” Momo informed from her seat on the train. Since we’re leaving from Nagano, it will take about two hours. We should arrive around ten o’clock.”

“Um, did you tell everyone that we would leave tonight?” Izuku asked.

“Yeah,” Shoto answered. “They tried even harder to stop us when we told them, though.”

“After that, Uraraka said something pretty harsh, too,” Eijiro added. “‘I think Hiva will feel humiliated that she had to be saved by everyone,’ she said.” He looked at the blonde beside him. “So, what you’d been saying, basically.”

“Just to make sure, you know that what we’re doing is selfish and that no one wants us to do it, right?” Shoto asked from Katsuki’s other side. “You can still turn back if you want to.” Katsuki’s eyes went wide with fury.

“Wow, it’s almost as if someone said that!” he cried sarcastically. “I can’t imagine who!”

“If I were hesitating then I wouldn’t’ve said I’d do it in the first place!” Ejiro stated, ignoring Katsuki's words. “She’s not someone who’d let the villains do whatever they want with her.”

“What about you, Midoriya?” Shoto questioned.

“I… I cannot turn back.”

“I see… Alright.”

---

“So, this is Camino Ward?” Izuku wondered. “There are a lot of people.”

“So those guys are hiding somewhere in this city?” Eijiro asked. “Okay, where are they, Yaoyorozu?!” Katsuki grabbed the back of Eijiro’s shirt when he tried to run off.

“Wait a minute!” Momo ordered. “From here on out, we must be very, very careful. The villains know what we look like, remember? We must also consider that we may be attacked at any moment.”

“Got it!” Izuku exclaimed before crossing his arms over his face. “Gotta be covert!”

“That makes you stand out more, Midoriya,” Shoto told him.

“But at this rate, we won’t be able to scout very easily,” Tenya said.

“Then what are we supposed to do?” Eijiro questioned.

“If it’s something you guys are all worried about,” Katsuki turned to Momo as he spoke, “why don’t you just make us some disguises?” Momo pointed behind her instead of agreeing.

“I have a similar suggestion.” Katsuki’s eye twitched as he reluctantly followed the rest of the group into the store.

---

“Hey, you!” Izuku yelled as he exited the changing room. Shoto stepped out in his own disguise, and Momo did the same a moment later.

“What are these clothes?” Tenya asked.

“I’ll tell ya later,” Eijiro answered. Katsuki swiped the curtain out of his way with an aggravated sigh. He had a disguise similar to Eijiro’s, with a fedora over his spiky blonde hair that he wanted to throw to the ground. He cringed as Izuku and Tenya shouted as they exited the shop.

“Kids would stand out in the shopping district at night, right?” Momo guessed.

“And you didn’t just use your Quirk because…?” Katsuki trailed off, voice clearly showing his annoyance.

“Th-Th-That’s against the rules!” Momo stuttered. “If I make anything I want with my Quirk, then circulation of money and… That’s right, as a citizen of this nation, I must increase the flow of money in the economy!”

“I see,” Shoto said, accepting the excuse.

“So, you just wanted to shop,” Katsuki corrected. Momo smiled guiltily.

“Everyone, our destination is this way-” Momo was interrupted by a stranger shouting.

“Woah, it’s U.A.!”

“H-Hey!” Izuku exclaimed as he turned, tensing at the image on the screen.

“And now, please watch a clip from U.A. High School’s apology press conference that just occurred.”

“Aizawa-sensei…” Izuku muttered as he and the others pushed through the crowd for a better look.

“And even the principal!” Momo gasped.

“We deeply apologize for the incident that allowed harm to come to 28 first years of the hero course because of our unpreparedness,” Shota stated. “We apologize for causing unease in society due to our negligence in properly defending ourselves as a place of learning. We are truly sorry.” All three men on screen, Shota, Nezu, and Vlad, bowed.

“Aizawa-sensei, who hates being on TV, is…” Eijiro stopped speaking when a reporter stood to ask a question.

“I’m from Yomiuri TV. Since the beginning of the year, U.A. High School students have had four encounters with villains. This time, there were even students injured. How did you explain to their families, and what are some specific countermeasures you are taking?”

“Treating them like the bad guy…?” Izuku whispered.

“After what happened, it’s easy to do,” Katsuki mumbled to himself. “A hero in training did more than the professionals.” Nezu decided to answer the reporter’s question.

“We will increase policing in the surrounding area and review the security within the school, ensuring the students’ safety with a strong position. That is what we told them.”

“Huh? What are these guys saying?”

“They’re not being protected at all.”

“Hero schools aren’t usually defeated by villains…”

“How’s that supposed to ensure anything?”

“Aren’t they just trying to protect themselves?” Katsuki watched the others look around worriedly as the people muttered.

“Hey!” The teens’ eyes shifted to him. “Let’s go. You’re getting distracted.” He pointed in the direction Momo did before. “This way, right?”

---

“This is the spot the receiver is showing,” Momo told the group.

“So that’s their hideout,” Eijiro guessed. “It really looks like one!”

“I don’t know if it’s their hideout or not, but from what I can see on the receiver, the villain has not left here for the past day,” Momo informed. “Also, just because the villain is here doesn’t mean Hiva is. We are here with very little to go on. Please think about that objectively.”

“We don’t have anyone who excels at sneaking around, like Jiro-kun or Hagakure-kun, with us,” Tenya continued. “If I think it’s even the least bit dangerous, I will stop you immediately. Because I’m your friend, I will not hesitate to call the police, either.”

“Snitch,” Katsuki scoffed to himself, earning a nudge to the shoulder from Eijiro.

“Thanks, Iida-kun,” Izuku muttered. “What can we do with what we have…? I’ve gotta think. The prerequisite is that we not use our Quirks or fight with the villains. On top of that, we need to figure out if Veeves is in that building or not.”

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen that muttering,” Eijiro mumbled.

“It really feels like Midoriya-san,” Momo added.

“Like Iida-kun said, we don’t have anyone with a good scouting Quirk like Jiro or Shoji, so…”

---

“There’s no reaction even though we’ve gotten this close,” Momo observed.

“The lights aren’t on, either,” Eijiro pointed out. “It doesn’t look like anyone’s in there.”

“To hide a tree, use the forest…” Shoto said. “I guess they’re hiding as an abandoned warehouse.”

“Hey, what’re ya doin’, hostess?” Momo jumped at the sudden voice, and the others whipped around. “Come drink wit’ us!” Katsuki grabbed the drunk by his collar and pulled him closer to glare down into his eyes.

“What did you say?” he growled. His friend pulled him away and then slapped the back of his head.

“Yeah, stop that idiot!”

“Let’s get away from here for now,” Shoto suggested as he walked off. Katsuki watched the duo angrily and stuck to the end of the group, mumbling about ‘those dumbasses’.

---

“There aren’t many people walking by, but there are some,” Shoto began.

“We can’t do anything to stand out,” Momo continued. Shoto gave Katsuki a look, and the blonde raised an eyebrow, silently daring him to say something. “What should we do?”

“Let’s try going around to the back,” Izuku suggested. “No matter how little information we have on this place, it’s all we’ve got.” The group crossed the street and ducked into the small alley.

“This is very narrow…” Momo complained. “I feel like I will get stuck…”

“We can’t move until we know for sure it’s safe,” Izuku told her and the others. “No one will see us here, and at that height, we should be able to see inside, too!”

“Will we be able to see anything in this darkness?” Shoto asked, eyeing the window with the others.

“I can make a night vision scope-”

“Wait, Yaoyorozu!” Eijiro cut her off. “Actually, I brought one with me…”

“Wow, why?” Izuku questioned. Katsuki wished there was enough space to lean back and give the boy an ‘are you stupid’ look from behind Momo.

“When I thought about what we’d have to do, I thought we’d need it.”

“But Isn’t that super expensive?” Izuku pried. “I did research on them online when I was thinking about my costume, but if I remember correctly, they cost around fifty thousand yen…”

“Who cares how much they cost? Stop talking about it!”

“Okay, then Midoriya and Kirishima, you two look through it,” Shoto ordered. “Iida and I will carry you on our shoulders.”

“It’s really cramped,” Izuku whispered.

“Don’t lean forward so much,” Tenya advised. “I want to make sure we can run the second we think it’s dangerous.”

“Iida, can you move back a little?” Eijiro requested.

“Tell us what you see, Kirishima-kun, what’s inside?”

“It’s just dirty… I don’t really see anything…” Eijiro suddenly gasped and nearly fell backward from shock.

“Kirishima-kun?!” Izuku worried.

“What’s wrong? What can you see, Kirishima?” Shoto asked.

“In the back on the left…! Midoriya, look in the back on the left!” Katsuki looked from the boys to Momo and back up. Izuku took the scope and did as told.

“No way… Are those… all…”

“Spit it out, Deku!” Katsuki growled.

“Nomu?!” Katsuki shut his mouth quickly at that.

“Hey!” All attention went to Eijiro and then over to where he had been looking to see a truck rising in the air.

“That’s…!” Izuku was cut off when Mount Lady’s attack knocked him and the others to the ground.

“Wh-What happened?!” Tenya groaned. He lifted Eijiro onto his shoulders again, and Katsuki raised Momo so she could get a good view.

“Mout Lady and Gang Orca…” Eijiro identified, “… and even the number four hero, Best Jeanist?”

“Mr. Tiger is there, too,” Momo added. Katsuki and Tenya let the two down.

“Ugh, are these really alive?” Mount Lay gagged. “Is it really okay for our job to be this easy, Jeanist-san? Maybe we should’ve gone with All Might.”

“Don’t think about difficulty and importance together, newcomer,” Jeanist lectured. “Riot squad, get the Maidens ready. They might still be here. Please continue to give it your all.”

“Yes, sir!”

“The heroes were already moving way before we were!” Tenya whispered.

“Wow…!”

“Now, let us fall back immediately. There’s nothing left for us to do now.”

“Since she said ‘with All Might,' does that mean Veeves is there too?” Izuku wondered.

“If All Might is there, then there’s even more reason to rest easy,” Momo assured. “Now, hurry!”

“Right,” Shoto mumbled. Izuku froze, and Shoto stopped to look back at him. The sound of footsteps could be heard, and the rest of the students came to a stop.

“Sorry, Tiger. She’s always had a good Quirk. It was the perfect opportunity, so I took it.”

“Are you with the League?” Gang Orca questioned.

“Alright, someone…” Tiger spoke up.

“After my body turned into this, I also depleted a lot of what I’d stocked up…” the voice continued.

“Stop! Don’t move!” Gang Orca ordered. The footsteps continued forward, so Jeanist pinned his limbs together.

“Wait, Best Jeanist-san, what if he was an ordinary citizen?!” Mount Lady stressed.

“Think about the situation,” Jeanist replied. “That instant of hesitation could decide the fight. Don't let the villains do anything.” A large attack suddenly went off like an explosion, creating a cloud that blocked everything from view.

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Watts the date?

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Here we are again with the time based quirk and time hopping children.

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You examined the path you took to the teacher’s office, Aizawa sensei made it clear that you needed to be there after classes finished, you complied. You had wanted to practice pausing specific people using your classmates as tests. Not the nicest thing to do, but no one would willing let you pause them. Opening the door, you walk to Aizawa sensei’s desk, usually, he would be at his cubicle avoiding any questions from us. You notice a chair pulled up next to him, peeking up a little bit you see a toddler.

“You adopt more kids, sensei?” you joke.

Aizawa sensei had taken most of the reasonability of caring for Eri a young girl that Izuku, your cousin, had saved during his first year. When he looked at you, he wasn’t amused.

“Actually, according to this recording, this little one will be yours in the future,” he sighs.

In his hand was a little box and you watch it carefully. “What exactly do you mean?”

He pushed it a little and a projection popped up.

“Hello, I’m terribly sorry, if you are seeing this you have my youngest son, he has a time-hopping quirk and has gotten into many situations. Since this is such a new development, we are trying to create a support item to prevent this from happening without activation. Until he can return please leave him in the care of a Yarai family member. The disadvantage to this quirk is he appears close to someone of the same blood. Thank you and I apologize again for the inconvenience. Kaminari Mayuri.”

You blinked a few times. Well, you fit the requirement of leaving him with a Yarai family member, but did you really grow your hair that long? When did you need to stop using your support item?

“Understood sensei,” you pinch the bridge of your nose. “What will I do with him during classes?”

Sensei groans. “You will be in the dorms during school hours. Tomorrow afternoon I have given you permission to go and purchase anything necessary to care for him. And since it the third to last day before summer break you won’t have to worry about missing too much. I’ll leave the other student responsible for this with the task to deliver you your missed work.”

With another nod, you crouch down so that you are eye level with the toddler. He donned a simple black shirt that made his yellow freckles shine brighter on his arms and face. His hair looked like Kaminari’s indeed, but only in color, he had the same loose waves you hold. But what really gave it away was his large sea glass colored irises.

“Hi, baby boy, What’s your name?”

“Momma calls me Warai,” he whispers.

You raise a brow, you never call anyone by their given or surname unless it was an adult or teacher. “No, I think I would call you Rairai, right?”

His eyes go wide, and he launches his little body from the chair into my arms. Standing up slowly you bow bidding your sensei goodbye.

“Momma, you’re in school right now, right?” he asks.

“Yes, I am, how old are you Rairai?” you reply.

Holding up two little fingers you grin.

You ruffle his hair a bit. “How did you end up here?”

His face lit up. “Well, I was playing hide and seek with Aneue. I hid behind the big tree and then I was here.”

You feel guilty, no one can pick their quirk and for some reason the way his quirk manifested it can cause a lot of problems for him. And this was because you had a quirk that related to time.

“Momma are you sad, please don’t make that face. I’m practicing to control better. That way Momma doesn’t need to apologize all the time,” he states excitedly.

“Keep working on It, Rairai. Wanna go see Papa?” you offer.

Quiet. He seemed really excited to talk a moment ago. You were walking away from the main school building to the dorm, you pause sitting down on the step.

“Wanna tell me what happened?” you ask.

“I’ve only see pictures, He’s working really far away,” a small voice was all he could use to explain.

What? What is future me thinking? He’s only two, maybe there’s a situation? Did he run away with another girl? No, then I would have changed all our names. Alright, well just don’t tell Kaminari. He’s a good friend right now since we are going to end up married with two kids in the future you can tolerate him, right? Picking yourself up again still holding onto the toddler.

“Well, promise me you won’t tell him,” You hold out your pinky.

He locks his pinky with yours and smiles. “I promise.”

The walk back to the dorm was only you are informing him to have fun, that you would be with him the entire time that he was. So, you didn’t know why you were so angry walking into the main room? Kaminari lay in one of the couches reading something off his phone.

“Welcome back Yuri,” your cousin grins.

“Thank you, Zuzu,” you smile walking over to the blond.

Gently you place Warai on Kaminari’s stomach. He blinks at the toddler and waves a little.

“Who is this?” he asks.

You grin ruffling his hair. “Cute ain’t he? He’s your kid Kaminari.”

Turning away from the boy you grab your glass down and get water. A confused yell reaches your ears as you finish. Poor Warai was being held like a doll by Kaminari as he follows after you.

“He’s my kid?” Kaminari asks bewildered.

You were enjoying his panic a little too much. “Mhmm, pretty cute right. I wonder what our daughter looks like. I bet she’s got the same eyes as you and my hair color.”

“Mhmm, Aneue has hair just like you Momma,” Warai grins.

Walking toward the confused male you gently lift up the toddler and readjust his arms. “If you hold him like that you could hurt his arms.”

“Oh, wait why are you so calm about this?”

“Hmm, well because this is something that happens often in my family. There is always going to be a time hopper eventually and they can’t always control it at the beginning.” You explain.

“Why did you tell me then?”

“More fun that way, Aizawa sensei told me that you would be giving me my missed work.” You smile.

Both of you moved to his room since you weren’t keen on Kaminari going into your room especially with your cleaning tendencies. He let you and Warai sit on the bed, while he used his desk chair.

“So let me get this straight, he is our son from the future. Our second child with a time-hopping quirk because of how his quirk manifested. Until he returns to his time via his own quirk we are to look after him?” he states.

“Technically I am, but I’m not gonna forfeit my grades just because we couldn’t control ourselves as adults.” You explain. “I’ll tutor you if that would help persuade you.”

He frowns. “A kiss.”

Rolling your eyes, you walk over and kiss his cheek. “That’s all you get until we actually date.”

“Momma you broke Papa,” Warai points.

“It’s fine, Papa will be fine. Let's get ready to eat dinner,” you suggest.

Placing him on the ground you walk to the door. Just as the two of you are about to walk out you almost run into a solid form. Stepping back a little bit you notice the wobbling lip of the toddler next to you. His crying hurt you, trying to calm him down you got down and shushed him, and then you notice the blonde standing at the door.

“Watch where the fuck you’re walking, dumbass remote,” Bakugou growls.

“Geez be a bit nicer Bakugou, she’s got a kid with her,” Kirishima frowns.

Louder, it only made Warai cry louder. You pick him up and try to pull his attention from Bakugou.

“Look, baby, it’s uncle Tsuki. He’s not scary see?” you gesture to the male.

“Uncle Tsuki is nicer,” Warai wails.

“Gad damn it,” you hiss. “Alright, Warai sit with Papa for a little bit.”

Placing the toddler in Denki’s arms you walk out of the room. Dragging the two downstairs you send a class text to get everyone in the common room. Once everyone is there you cross your arms.

“Um, Yuri? What’s all this about?” Izuku questions.

Warai has calmed down and was quietly sitting in Kaminari’s arms.

“I have a time-based quirk everyone knows this right? This is a family quirk besides the occasional fire quirk, but that’s what it is. This is my son from the future. You are not allowed to ask him questions about the future, because he is only two years old,” you explain.”I rather explain with everyone in the room rather than explain it five to twenty different times. I plead for your cooperation and apologize for the inconvenience.”

“I didn’t mean to scare the kid,” Bakugou huffs.

You roll your eyes and wave your hand to dismiss that. “I know Tsuki, anyways I’d appreciate no questions about the future concerning Warai.”

“Yarai-san,” someone grabs my attention.

“Call me Yuri, but what’s up Tsu?” You look toward your frog classmate.

“Who’s his dad?” She asks.

Bakugo snickers. “You can tell by looking at him. He belongs to dumbass right there.”

“Rather rude seeing as he’s holding my future child, but yes. Apparently Sparkle pants and I are going to get married in the future and have two kids, Warai is the second child.” You reply. “That’s really all I wanted to say. By the way, don’t make him cry, I’ll know.”

Taking the toddler back from Denki, I walk out of the common room. Touching his forehead, I raise a brow. He’s a little warm, probably exhaustion or a slight fever. Footsteps follow me.

“Wait, Mayuri. I had something else I wanted to say?” Kaminari’s voice adds.

“Hmm?”

“Could I spend time with him too?”

“You’ll have plenty of time to help me during the summer holiday.” You offer as we make your way into the kitchen.

“Momma, I’m hungry,” Warai pouts.

You nod. “I’m working on it Rairai, what do you want to eat?”

“Hmm, hamburger,” he grins.

“Today is cafeteria dinner day,” Kaminari reminds me.

You nod and look at the little kid, after all this time you realize that he didn’t have shoes on. “Let me wash Warai’s feet and give him a pair of my socks. Could you get a tray for me please?”

“Sure, give me your ID, I’ll grab it for you. What are you gonna drink?”

“Wat-”

“Juice,” Warai shouts.

“I’ll grab water too,” Kaminari nods as he walks away.

Up in my room, I sit the toddler on the little bathroom sink and clean his feet, getting wet in the process. Once out of the bathroom I peel off the wet t-shirt and throw it in the little hamper. Warai sits on my futon and grins, I chuckle and pull out some socks and a clean shirt. Once ready We leave to follow the stragglers to dinner.

“Warai, are you comfortable here so far?” Izuku walks next to us as we get out the door.

“It’s fun,” Warai answers.

“He just got here, Zuzu. Maybe I should have put him down for a nap when we got to the dorms,” you realize.

Izuku nods sympathetically. “Have fun putting him to sleep. Yuri.”

Once in the cafeteria, you make a beeline for the grinning blond, you notice him flag you down and you try to hold back a groan. Sitting down with the toddler in your lap, you see everyone at the table staring except your childhood friend.

“What?”

“He’s so small,” Ashido gushes as you adjust his hair.

“Most two-year-olds are,” you point out as you retrieve the extra tray from Kaminari.

Warai wastes no time and starts to eat, or at least tries to.

“Momma chopsticks are still a little hard to use,” he pouts.

You nod and sit the toddler in the male’s lap. “Hold him, I’m gonna ask for a fork.”

“Wait, Yu-”

You got up from the seat and take your student ID off the table as you walk back toward the lines. The lines weren’t usually full of people this late, did some classes have extra training after or something? You were almost to the utensil rack when you felt a sudden pain on your rear. Holding back a yelp you look back to see who it is.

“Man, I never realized that the second-year hero course girls were so shapely,” someone chuckles.

You had changed into a pair of running shorts after getting your uniform shirt wet, you didn’t want to stay in your uniform all way and wanted to be comfortable while looking after Warai. Not wanting to give them the attention they so desired you quickly grab the fork and make your way quickly to the table. Taking your seat, you notice the silence of the usually rowdy table.

“What’s got you so pissed?” Bakugou questions.

Shaking your head, you hand the fork to the toddler and watch as he eats. Kaminari seemed to have tried to feed Warai, but it wasn’t working well for him. I was just starting to calm down when I heard a voice behind me.

“So, you gonna keep quiet about what that pig did?” Shinso’s low monotonous voice rings.

“It happened once. He didn’t try it again so it will be fine,” you huff.

“What happened?” Bakugou asks again.

Shinso leans on the table ruffling Warai’s hair. “Some third-year jerk slapped her behind.”

The force with which Kaminari pulled away from the table shocked me, Warai was in my arms in a second.

“Kami, it’s fine honestly. Maybe my shorts are a bit short,” you mumble.

Kaminari usually has a calm look so your heart stopped when you saw the spark in his eyes. “That’s no excuse. Besides, who gave them permission to harass younger students?”

You couldn’t stop him, or could you? “Shinso? Could you hold Warai for me?”

“I’m not really good with kids,” he states.

“Just feed him, I’ll be back before you know it,” You place your future child in Shinso’s arms.

Quickly you fast forward your movements alone to quickly catch up to Kaminari. He had a frown on his face as he spoke. Just as you saw one of the third years stand up you almost slip.

“Pause,” You call out locking eyes with Kaminari.

He frowns at your action. “Why would you do that?”

“Because I don’t want you getting in trouble. You still have to help me look after Warai, and it’s hard to take your boyfriend on a shopping date tomorrow if he’s hurt,” you rush.

“Boyfri-. When did that happen?” confusion covered his features.

“Right now,” you grin grabbing the boy. “Rewind.”

Walking back the table you take your previous seat.

“Play.”

“I’ll never get used to your quirk,” he shakes his head.

“Warai, are you being good?” You ask as Shinso hands over the yawning toddler.

His eyes seem to light up and he nuzzles into you. You finish dinner and quickly go back to the dorms. Aizawa sensei was standing at the door.

“So, what happened in the cafeteria?”

“Some jerk was sexually harassing, Yarai,” Bakugou huffs. “If Dunce face hadn’t gotten up, I would have blown his ass to bits.”

“Let’s be happy we avoided physical violence,” you mumble as you adjust your hold on the sleepy child. “Um, by the way, would Kaminari be able to come with us when we go tomorrow?”

Aizawa sensei looks you over and nods. “I don’t see why not.”

“G’night sensei,” you yawn walking into the common room.

“Yarai, are you not going to come today?” Ashido asks.

“I’ll just shower in my room, I gotta bathe Warai too. And he seems a little fussy to be around others,” you point out.

Warai was clutching to your shirt tightly and hiding his face from anyone, he had gotten quieter after eating dinner. So, bringing him in the shared bath with the other girls might not be the best idea. Making your way to your room you struggle a little to open the door, Warai was still refusing to let go of your shirt so you opted for sitting with him until he let go on his own.

An hour later you sat in the bathroom trying to hold the giggly child still. He seemed to like baths, but he was not enjoying the part of washing his hair. You were reluctant to use your normal shampoo on his hair, but that wasn’t the problem. As he played in the shallow bath water you wash out your hair, hearing a sneeze you jump as you see the electricity spike.

“What the hell?!” you gasp putting the showerhead down. “Bless you.”

“Sorry Momma, I didn’t mean to sneeze,” he pouts.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about that,” you chuckle nervously.

Once cleaned and drying his hair with your compact hairdryer you think about his sneeze. Pulling your own hair back, you pick up the sleepy kid and take him down with you as you grab a cup of tea. Peeking into the common room, you notice the bright blond hair of Kaminari. He had a serious face on as he glared at his phone.

“Whatcha doing?”

“Just looking up some date stuff,” he states as he looks up. “I mean nothing.”

“Too late. I got Sensei’s permission, you can come with us,” you smirk. “Um, I have a quick question?”

“What is it?” he tilts his head as you sit next to him.

You look at the half-asleep toddler in your arms. “Have you ever sneezed in the bath? Warai sneezed and I was washing my hair and it kind of shocked me.”

He blinks a few times. “He made the lights flicker?”

“What?”

“I haven’t sneezed in the bath since I was a kid, but yeah I’ve done it. Made myself go stupid a few times,” he explains.

“Oh, well he only apologized,” you frown stroking Warai’s back.

“He’s got a bit of my quirk then, I guess he has sneezed with someone else in the bath,” he frowns.

You lean back on the chair. “I’m hoping he can sleep through the night.”

“Want me to stay on call in case he wakes up, I can knock on your door to wake you up or something,” he offers.

Shaking your head, you get up from the chair. “No that’s alright, I don’t want you to hear me talking in my sleep.”

He chuckles and looks at you for a moment. “You look so comfortable holding him.”

“I’ve gotten used to it, he refuses to walk. Maybe after shopping, I’ll take him to the park to run off energy, or we can play hide n seek in the dorm,” you state.

“Possibly the hide and seek would work better,” he nods.

After a nod, you change your mind on the tea and go back into your room. Warai slept through the night fine, you knew he wasn’t an infant, but you remember your mom telling you often that you hated sleeping at night as a child. Night terrors that lasted into teenage years didn’t help either. Instead of waking up to your alarm you woke up to a text.

Voltagious Jolteon: ‘Morning Sunshine, hope you have a good day’

You glare at the message and see the sleeping child. Picking him up you make your way out of the room with your phone. Classes had just started, so you just needed to eat food and entertain Warai when he woke up.

“Momma, I gotta go peepee,” he mumbles.

You quickly take him back to your room and you help him go to the bathroom. Once he’s finished you go down to the kitchen and make him something to eat, opting for toast yourself. Once you finish eating you stretch in the common room until Warai finishes. Cleaning him up you take him back to your room and get him dressed in his previous clothes. There was a box by the main entrance when you came back down. Walking up to it you peek at it, once sure it was for you, you open it and see a message on your phone.

Best Mom: ‘I hope you got all the clothes we sent you, hope we aren’t too late.’

Opening the box you chuckle at the clothes perfect for Warai.

You: ‘Thanks mom, your clairvoyance never ceases to amaze me.’

Hauling the box upstairs you place everything on your dresser, poking out from under the clothes is long ears, you gently pull and out pops your old stuffed toy. Chuckling you grab the small bear off your bed and hold them to Warai.

“Rairai, which one?”

“Bear, he looks like Sparks,” he cheers.

Handing over the bear you place your old rabbit in his place. Before taking him back downstairs, you grab a spare bag and put your wallet in you go back downstairs. The rest of the time before lunch was spent sitting around reading and watching a little bit of TV, lucky for you no one hides the remote anymore.

After lunch, you smile at Warai. “Wanna play hide and seek?”

“No thank you, adventure. I wanna go to Papa’s room,” he asks.

“Uh…” You pick up your phone and think for a moment. “We can’t go when Papa isn’t back. We can go to his room when he gets back.”

“Fine, I still wanna adventure,” he whines.

Desperate times, you think to yourself. Setting the small child on the couch you hold up your finger.

“When there is a 1 right here turn around okay?” you point to the screen of your phone.

“Are we going on an adventure?” he pouts.

“Mhmm,” you nod.

He focuses on the TV and you quickly go to the spare sheets closet, for some reason or another you ended buying several sheets for no reason at all. So in combination with the hundreds of hooks around the dorm walls you started building, you finished quicker than you expected.

“Warai? Momma can’t seem to find her way out of this blanket fort, do you think you can help me?”

Truthfully you knew where to go, but when you and Izuku played as kids you would often pretend not to know how to get back to be the hero. Warai found you quickly, and a confused voice brought you back when picking up the sleepy toddler. Walking from under the mess of sheets attached to the walls you sent a weak smile.

“Sorry, I’ll clean up after I lay him down for his nap,” you chuckle.

Warai was passed out in your arms, so it wasn’t too tricky putting him in the middle of your futon when you got to your room. Back downstairs you quickly fold and put all the sheets away.

“Seems like the two of you had fun?” Sero laughs.

You shake your head. “He was calm most of the time, that was until he wanted to take an adventure into Papa’s room.”

Kaminari put his bag down and raised a brow. “You could have taken him in my room.”

Unamused you shook your head, “Kaminari, last time I went into your room you had a magazine on your dresser.”

“Oh, got it. Um sorry, I thought I cleaned up,” he rushes away.

Leaving his bag on one of the chairs, you sat down for a moment closing your eyes. But this only lasted a moment before you bolt up and walk up to your room, he should be fine. You can hear him from downstairs. He was really tired, and it’s not like night terrors are hereditary right? Looking at your makeshift bed from the door you heaved a sigh. He’s fine. Why are you so worried?

“Hey, Yarai. You wanna look at the homework while he sleeps?” Kaminari’s voice startles you.

You look back to him and nod. Walking back down to the common room you watch as Kaminari pulls out the work.

“Not gonna miss a lot my ass,” you mumble as you look through the papers.

After thirty minutes you woke up Warai from his nap and left with Kaminari. Walking off campus with Warai clinging to you wasn’t a problem for you. Kaminari didn’t seem to mind it either.

“Where did you want to go first?” he asks adjusting his hold on your bag.

“I was thinking we could take a trip to the department store. I needed to get something, and we can grab some activity books or pictures books for him,” you explain.

He nods. “Alright sounds good, you grabbed your train pass, right?”

“Mhmm, you have yours?”

“Yup.”

Although walking on the street was fine on the train was another monster. One student forked over a seat for you to sit down, and you tried to cover your embarrassment. Kaminari tried to make light conversation with you, but you could still hear a few women talking about you. The reason was that everyone knew UA’s students especially the hero class students. Stepping off the subway and into the fresh air took the stress off you.

“Maybe we should have left when you got back,” you mumble looking up at the sky.

“We’re fine as long as we get back before curfew,” he chuckles.

Walking into the department store you place Warai down, he was wearing the shoes that your mother had sent and was ecstatic. Getting to the level with children’s things you picked up two sippy cups for him and a little eating set,

“Kaminari? Do we still have the thermometer in the kitchen?” you ask.

“Yeah, I think so,” he mutters.

It was only a moment before you notice the things you had, almost everything. Paying for those things it was time for you to grab him some other things.

“Do you think you can handle taking him down to clothes and buying a swimsuit?” you ask.

“What for?”

“I was going to ask to visit a public pool over break so he can swim and run off energy. The sheet tent will only work so many times,” you reply.

“Alright, what are you getting?”

“Picture books and activity books, maybe a book for me. I’m not sure. After we can get ready to go,” you nod.

“Call me if there any problems,” he waves.

Warai is in his arms and waves to you. You send a small wave back, so cute. Picking the books for Warai was easy, but the book for you would have to wait. After paying, you make your way out to look for Kaminari. Great, you thought of what to do but not where to meet after. Reluctantly you call the blond.

“Pick up the phone,” you whisper leaning on a wall.

“Hey, Sunshine. Um, we’re still looking for a swimsuit. He said he wants a Volt one,” Kaminari answers.

You blink a few times and start your walk down to the kids' swim clothes. “That might not be from our time period.”

“Oh, you’re right,” he sighs. “Sorry bud, want to get an All-might one or Hawks?”

“They made a Hawks theme suit?” you roll your eyes.

“Yeah, apparently.” You hear behind you and over the phone.

Hanging up you walk to the two. “How about we find one that you might wear Kami?”

“Sounds good in theory,” he laughs.

You nod and start looking through the racks. It was only a moment before you found one that Warai lit up at. After paying for it you insured Kaminari’s help to carry the bags, all you had to do was ride the train back. The train wasn’t as full of passengers as last time, and you found yourself leaning into Kaminari during the ride.

“You’re late,” Aizawa sensei’s voice scolds.

“Sorry sensei,” you apologize.

He sighs. “I’m going to come to the dorm tomorrow morning because you have been given the assignment of looking after Eri.”

You raise a brow. “Did you want me to babysit since I’m already doing that?”

“Assignment,” he confirms.

Smothering a chuckle, you went inside the dorm and made your way to your room. Kaminari was following behind you diligently and places the bags by your door.

Brushing the bangs of the sleepy toddler. “You are on bath duty. I need to do some cleaning up and rearranging, please.”

“Dinner then bath?” he confirms.

You nod, you really didn’t want to leave this in his hands since he had class tomorrow and Kaminari is a child in his own right. Both cleaning up your room and taking everything apart to put away took longer than you thought. Luckily for you, shelf-stable snacks were in your room, so to substitute for dinner you drank the vitamin jelly and place the remaining toys in the box all the clothes had come in. A spare drawer now holds all Warai’s clothes, and small shoes sit in your closet next to your own. You had just finished when there was a knock at the door.

“Come in,” you call.

The door opens and Kaminari walks in, he stays in the doorway and you wave a hand closer. Taking that as an okay he walks in, Warai was sound asleep gripping tightly to Kaminari’s shirt. It was a bit of a struggle laying him in the futon, but once he was down, he grabbed Sparky the bear and was back asleep. About to kick the male from your room you notice an emotion dance in his eyes that stops you.

“What’s up?” you whisper.

He shakes his head and walks to the door; you follow after him and watch as he walks to his room.

The next morning you got dressed and up with everyone else, Sensei was at the door with Eri as the others left for breakfast. Eri was only a little bit older and she had a grin plastered to her face.

“Papa let me bring my kitty along,” Eri grins presenting the stuffed toy.

“How nice,” you smile as Warai attempts to bolt up the stairs.

You manage to catch up with the toddler as he tries to climb. Waving Eri on to follow you, the three of you go up to your room. You make a mental note to take the elevator for the rest of Warai’s stay Warai leads the two of you to your room and proudly presents the bear.

“Momma gave me Sparky,” he grins holding the bear.

“Yes, let’s get back downstairs. Did you have anything you wanted to do today Eri?” You ask as the three of you make your way to the elevator.

“Papa told me I can help you, since looking after someone little is a lot of work,” she grins.

“Your school finishes early?” You ask.

Eri nods excitedly, after tutoring Aizawa sensei has informed the class at the beginning of the year that Eri was attending a school like normal. You had only a slim knowledge at the time about the little girl but you were still happy for her none the less.

“How old is he?” Eri asks.

“I’m two, my name is Warai, but momma calls me Rairai,” he grins.

“You’re his momma?” She asks.

You nod a little bit, you saw no reason to explain farther and complicate the matter to her. Once in the bottom level again you started making breakfast, after placing the food down for the two kids you cleaned your mess. They were both really calm, and you used the spare dorm rooms as assistance to entertain.

“Mayuri, did you have fun?” Your boyfriend was holding Warai gingerly and you sit up seeing Sensei holding Eri.

“I say that you passed this assignment,” he nods before taking his leave.

Kaminari took a seat next to you and you lean against him.

“I’m so glad classes are over,” he grins.

“I’m going to use you until you break you know that right,” you yawn.

He tensed at your words. “What?”

“You will be helping me as much as possible, I won’t hold you down. But expect to be tired when he leaves,” you add.

Summer break started, everyone didn’t have to worry about too much unless they needed their internship hours. Using the distance to your house in Hokkaido as an excuse you had gathered your hours during the spring. No one topped how many hours Bakugou and Izuku had but you were high on the list.

Only a week after classes were finished you sat in your room watching the toddler rest. Every day you would take him to one of the training grounds and you both would run around like nuts. Kaminari was playing with his friends and you saw no reason to bother him.

“Yuri,” Izuku grins.

“What’s up?” You ask pushing off the floor.

“Mom wants to know if you wanna visit. Aunty already told her about the situation. She really wants to see him too,” Izuku explains.

“Um sure, I don’t mind visiting Aunty Inko,” you nod. “I’ll tell Kami that he has a break.”

“Alright, we leave tomorrow afternoon. We can even go to the pool if you want,” he suggests.

“Sounds good to me,” you nod. “Bye Zuzu.”

He waves and you sit back down at your desk, Warai would wake up in a little bit and then you would ask Kaminari if he wanted to spend time with Warai before you left.

Warai immediately got up and started looking for Kaminari, something you found concerning. You follow after the toddler and assist when necessary. Knocking on the door you wait for the male to answer.

The door opens slowly, and you see the grinning blond. “Oh, hey baby, hey little man.” Plucking the toddler off the ground he sends you a smile.

“Hey, sorry we don’t spend as much time with you. I don’t wanna bother Tsuki or anyone else,” you point out.

“You wouldn’t be a bother, is there something else?” He asks.

“Oh, Zuzu asked if I wanted to visit Aunty with Warai. We’re going tomorrow it won’t be for long,” you explain.

Warai smiles. “Grandma Inko, yay!”

“How about you call her Aunty tomorrow, she might flood the apartment if you call her grandma,” you state weakly.

“Oh, I was gonna ask if you want to swing by my family home, we live by a pool and that way two birds one stone,” he states.

“When were you gonna go?” You ask.

“Tomorrow,” he squeaks.

“How about we spend two days at my aunt’s house and two days at yours. I don’t wanna be a bother,” you state again.

He frowns and hugs you with his free arm. “Say that again and I’m showering you in kisses. You are not a bother. Come in my room, I bet Warai doesn’t want to just spend time with Papa.”

You shrug and follow into the room. He was getting ready to leave, you guess, clothes were haphazardly hanging out of a suitcase sitting by his bed. With a quick kick, he slides the case under his bed.

“Don’t forget that it’s there,” you joke as you walk in.

Kaminari’s room was a lot warmer than yours so you look at him confused. He sits on the bed and smiles at you, leading you to take a seat next to him as Warai smiles.

“Daddy, did you know? My favorite hero his name is Charge bolt,” he grins. “But sometimes people call him Volt.”

“That’s a really cool hero name,” you nod.

“That’s my hero name, Charge Bolt,” Kaminari points out. “Midnight helped us all pick ours. Maybe she’ll give you a one on one to pick yours.”

“I have a hero name,” you cross your arms.

“What is it?”

“Record,” you sigh. “It was my little cousin’s idea. I kind of like it.”

“Daddy who’s your favorite hero?” Warai asks bringing the attention back to him.

Kaminari laughs and pauses. “I could be like our three biggest fanboys and say All Might, but that would be a lie. So, I guess Hawks, he’s got a really laid-back attitude and seems like an overall chill guy.”

“I like Midnight, I think it’s because she helped tutor me before officially transferring into the hero department,” you admit.

“Momma, did you used to like All Might too?” Hands grip your fingers as you nod.

“Your uncle Zuzu likes All Might a lot, ever since we were your age. Aunty might lend me some of his old pajamas,” you realize.

Kaminari smirks. “Send me pictures.”

“Why? I can just show you in person. Aunty’s house is only a bus ride away from the school. Where do you live by the way?”

“It might be a little bit to get to my house, you’ll probably want to ride the train,” Kaminari winces.

“Rai likes trains,” grins the toddler.

“Yes, you do,” you chuckle.

You only stay in the room for a little bit longer, in an effort to preserve finances some of your classmates thought it’d be good to cook dinner for the dorm every once in a while. You opted for today making Curry.

The next afternoon you were standing in the front door of your Aunt’s apartment, her face went white as a sheet when she laid eyes on the toddler in your arms.

“He looks just like you did when you were that age,” she coos hugging you both tightly.

“Hi, Aunty. How are you?” You laugh hugging her back.

“I’d be better if your cousin would stop giving me mini heart attacks,” she frowns.

“I can’t help it, mom, was there any real reason you wanted Yuri yo to come with me?” He raises a brow putting the bags down.

Aunty Inko quickly walks into the spare room and pulls out the box. We both marvel at it and chuckle.

“Look Warai, Uncle Zuzu used to be so small,” you hold up the little AllMight pajamas that you remember from pictures.

The two days at your cousin’s house continue like that, it was relaxing. It was the morning of the third day when you had agreed with Kaminari to meet at the train station. Izuku follows you to the station and waves when you pass the gate. Warai was sleeping, a pleasurable thing seeing as you had to figure out how to hold your bag during the train ride. All worked out when you got on, not may people were getting on at this time and in no time you were approaching the stop. Warai was only half awake and when you stepped into the platform, he lost it.

“Let me help you,” Kaminari’s voice was sleepy too as he picked the crying child from my arms.

Warai seemed to calm down and you heave a sigh. “I was scared he’d scream during the ride here. Someone was nice enough to let me have the bag in the seat.”

“Well come on, my mom is kind of excited to meet you. I told her about the situation,” he admits.

“Kami you didn’t have to do that,” you argue.

He stops mid step. “Denki.”

“Kami.”

“Denki, my parents share my surname too you know,” he corrects.

“Den-kun,” you offer.

“That works, come on. I bet you haven’t eaten yet either,” he jokes.

You quicken your step. “Are you sure you don’t have like a future seeing quirk or something?”

The walk to his house was a bit of a hike, but after stopping for food you both find that the toddler that had been sound asleep was ready to bolt with every step. Letting the toddler walk, really waddle, it wasn’t long before you got to Kaminari’s house.

“Hello,” you whisper bowing to his parents.

“Hi, we’re Denki’s parents. I hope you don’t mind he explained the situation, but do you really have a time-based quirk?” His mother asks.

You nod, you tried to put the bag down slowly, but it didn’t work. Pausing it mid drop you change your hold on the bag before playing it again.

“I can pause, play and fast forward things, I don’t usually rewind unless it’s necessary,” you explain adjusting your goggles.

“And you have a support item?” His father points out.

“Sorry, I can wear the more normal ones if it will make you more comfortable. Without my goggles I can’t tell how long I can use my quirk,” you explain.

“Momma did nothing wrong,” Warai pouts clinging to my leg.

“You’re right, sorry. I’m just worried. Denki seems to have taken being a hero a little more seriously,” his mom admits.

You look at the male as he looks away. He grabbed your hand before you could even take your shoes off all the way. Luckily you grabbed Warai before entering, as Denki drags the two of you up.

“We don’t have a clean spare room for you. But you can sleep in my room,” he offers.

“Papa, was that your momma and papa?” Warai asks.

“Mhmm, they will warm up to you Yuri, I promise,” he grins as he opens the door.

The room was mostly empty, probably due to most of his things being at the school. But it was nice, as your eyes lay on the bed in the corner you frown a bit.

“Do you have a futon we can use instead?” You ask sheepishly.

“Yeah, I do,” he nods.

You breathe a sigh of relief. “Alright, cool. So, what have you been doing until now?”

“Reading, practicing,” he shrugs.

“Rai wants to practice too,” the toddler jumps up and down.

You giggle and nod. “Alright let’s practice together, what are you practicing?”

Denki looks away, and quickly shuffles to his closet. It was only a moment before a small table was placed in the open space and a few books.

“I’m drawing a manga, it’s a little something I started first year,” he admits. “It’s more like a collection of doujins though.”

You pick up one of the little books, they were really well kept and beautifully drawn. Putting it down you grin,

“That’s really cool Den-kun,” you praise as Warai climbs into your lap.

Another one is thrusted into your face and you chuckle, looking carefully you blink.

“Is that me? Like Future me?” you ask pointing to the picture.

“Yeah, Warai showed me the little message thing,” he shrugs.

A knock at the door makes us all turn.

“Yes?” Denki answers.

The door opens and his father places the backpack on the ground.

“You forgot this when you dragged her up the stairs,” he states.

“Thank you,” you mumble as he closes the door.

The afternoon was full of drawing and a nap. You did not expect to pass out from the all the hustle and bustle of everything, but it happened. Waking up to Warai pulling your goggles off you almost jump.

“Mommy your goggles were on too tight,” he states as he holds them.

You nod and go into your backpack, pulling out the glasses case you put the other pair on. “Is this better?”

He nods, “Daddy went downstairs.”

Standing up you follow the toddler down the stairs, seeing Denki you almost step out of the hallway but let Warai run to him first. Maybe you should let him spend his stay here with Denki. About to turn around you almost run into his mother.

“I’m sorry,” you mutter.

“It’s fine dear, could I talk to you for a bit?” she asks.

You follow her to the kitchen and wait. “Sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing? I should be the one to apologize,” she sighs. “I never thought that by going to school Denki would take this seriously.”

“But… I’m sorry. I thought you’d hate me,” you state.

“Why would I? I am secure in knowing my son will be happy in the future and it’s because of you,”

[juliachildd]

The Husband of my OC!

[yowumi]

first time with mha men

featuring. izuku m. katsuki b. shoto t. denki k. fumikage t. eijiro k. touya t. hanta s. (aged up 18+)

summary. reader/mha men help lose his/your virginity (f! reader)

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izuku midoriya

- it’s his first time, your experienced

- he leans more towards sub, but he can be a soft dom when needed to

- lets you guide him through it

- gets nervous and overstimulated quickly

- moaning mess, gets shy about it at first but you reassure him that you like it and he goes crazy with it, he mumbles, whines and whimpers a lot

- i feel like he would lean more on the girthy side and is average

- he can only hold out for so long so he cums quick but he has the stamina to hold out for 4 or 5 rounds

- gives the best aftercare, bathes with you, cuddles, snacks, anything you want.

“are you sure about this, izuku?” you ask wanting to make sure he’s comfortable. “mhm, please keep going” he says while he’s shaking, you can tell he can’t control it but he can’t help it, he’s never been touched by a woman before. you put your hands around his neck slowly moving them down to his shoulders where you held yourself up as you grinder against his dick, you both have been doing this for a while, feeling each others naked bodies rut against each other. “are you ready for me?” you whisper against his ear. he mumbles lowly while nodding his head, shutting his eyes waiting for it. you plop yourself down on his dick and you lost him. he starts shaking and hid in the crook of your neck as he whined, it all felt like so much. he’s never felt this good in his life, he thought to himself. he felt your tight pussy squeeze around you and he swears he sees stars, “f-fuck, it’s so much y/n…i don’t know if i can hold up much longer..” he mumbles, kissing you rapidly against your neck.

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katsuki bakugou

- it’s your first time, he’s experienced

- he can’t help his rough demeanor and is used to being aggressive so it takes a lot out of him to be gentle but he wants both of you to have a good experience

- he likes being in charge but he’s all about your pleasure, loves fingering you, loves having his tongue inside of you, loves doing anything that will make you feel good

- tries his best to reassure that he won’t hurt you, “i’ll go easy on ya’ don’t gotta worry babe” “i’m gonna take care of you sweet girl”

- grunts, groans, and every now and then he will moan and hear a slight whimper when he cums

- he will be submissive if you make it a challenge like saying “you probably wouldn’t be any good submissive anyways”

- girthy, veiny and a little above average, he’s a chunk of meat

- he’s a good cook so he will cook for you afterwards and watch you fall asleep as you watch a movie together.

he’s already made you cum twice from his fingers and tongue, he gets up licking your juices off your fingers as he leans in to give you kisses on your neck as he lays you on your back. being the only one naked, you start to softly tug and look down at his sweatpants where you can see his noticeable bulge begging to be freed. a small smirk appears on his face as he releases himself from his sweats, seeing his hard cock springing out. you blush at the sight and he teases you, “like what you see?” which only makes you try and hide your face. he presses his tip against your entrance, “you sure about this?” he asks pressing light kisses on your cheeks. you nod but that wasn’t enough for him, “nuh uh, wanna hear it from that pretty mouth of yours” he looks you in your eyes. “yes, want you to take my virginity kats” and he smiles as he enters you, causing both of you to tense up and moan. “fuck, sucking me in so much babe” he waits for you to become comfortable around his length before starting up his thrusts.

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shoto todoroki

- it’s both of your first time

- he doesn’t exactly have a preference, he doesn’t have a high sex drive so he’s okay with whatever you want, he doesn’t particularly know what to do but he trusts you with his body. once you guys get used to having sex more often, he gets comfortable initiating and taking charge.

- he doesn’t know if he’s supposed to make sounds, he’s never watched porn but when you hit certain spots, he will start breathing hard and if you listen closely you can hear a slight moan.

- before you two had sex, you had given him a blow job and the sensation of putting his cock inside your mouth was weird at first but eventually he got used to it and learned to like it as he would involuntarily buck his hips forward to get deeper in your mouth.

- his cock is a bit more on the skinny side but he’s long, longer than katsuki and izuku. with a bright pink tip and pale base.

- he falls asleep after sex, he isn’t aware of aftercare but you both just end up napping afterwards and he will wrap his arm around you in habit.

shotos eyes follow as you trail your fingers down his bare chest as he towers on top of you. his eyes moves down to your bare chest in front of him and you give him a light smile. “do you want to touch them shoto?” you ask and he turns his eyes back at you and a slight blush appeared on his face, “can i put my mouth on your breast?” he asks for permission as you nod petting his hair as he smiles before trailing kisses down your chest before grabbing one and sucking softly on the nipple as he plays with the other one. he doesn’t know what about sucking your tits fascinated him so much but he started to grind his hips down on your clothed panties. after a while of repeating this motion, he lifts his face up and asks, “i want to have sexual intercourse with you, if that’s okay”. you tell him that’s okay and he starts taking off your panties and pulling down his pants after. you grab his dick in your hand and put it in between the lips of your pussy, gliding the tip against your wetness and he starts breathing harder as he grinds his hips down against it, “i want you to put it inside me now” you tell him as you wrap your hands in his hair as he puts his head down to your neck and you press a soft kiss against his cheek. “okay. i’m putting it in now, i promise i’ll go slow”

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denki kaminari

- it’s both of your first times

- it’s chaotic. you both think you know what your doing, you both DO NOT.

- y’all both don’t have a preference, after a while of having sex more often you will both switch roles but the first time is just pure chaos, y’all are both too busy trying to figure it out than actually getting to that

- denki does all of the above, moans, groans, whines, whimpers, barks, you resist the urge to slap him from the childish remarks he makes (he is so brainrotted it isn’t even funny)

- “zoo wee mama, you’re bad as fuck ma” “denki please stop talking”

- his shit is girthy and average, not anything too special, he calls it his lightning rod

- he’s a baby after sex so he demands you do everything for him and baby him because he claims he did all the work like the alpha male he is (he didn’t do shit)

“fuck y/n this feels so good, you’re so tight” he says as he grunts against your neck leaving a small smack on your ass, “denki, that’s my thigh.” you say plainly as he stops and looks down laughing, “oh shit, my fault, i’ll put it in now!” he says leaving a quick kiss on your lips as he makes sure to guide his dick down to try and find your hole “oh i found it!” “that’s my ass denki, we aren’t quite there yet” you roll your eyes at him. he finally finds your pussy and enters himself in slowly, “oh shit this is so much better than your thigh, fuckkkk” he moans as he rolls his eyes back, you feel a shock inside you and let out a small yelp, “DENKI! control your goddamn quirk” you say slapping his arm and he laughs a little, “don’t slap me, i might do it again” he jokes as he kisses your neck. “YOU PERV!”

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eijiro kirishima

- it’s your first time, he’s experienced

- he’s a soft dom, he’s the sweetest in bed for sure, he’s very careful and considerate

- he’s pretty confident with himself and makes noise in bed but sometimes he likes to stay silent so he can listen closely to your moans and admire the way he’s making you feel

- “you’re beautiful y/n, can’t believe i have such a pretty girl”

- he is the BIGGEST, he has a monster dick, it’s huge, longer than any of the boys, he is PACKING, he’s girthy and veiny too.

- he can only cum about 1 or 2 times but he can hold out for a WHILE.

- he’s educated on sex and how to treat a woman from getting advice from his friends, online, he even asked aizawa for advice which only ended up with aizawa saying “just don’t be a dumbass and don’t ask denki for advice for godsake, can i nap in peace now?”

he takes out his dick from his boxers as you stare unashamed at the thing that’s gonna go inside you. you would be scared if it weren’t kirishima going inside you. he’s a sweet and nice boy so you’re sure he will be as gentle as possible. “i hope you aren’t disappointed, it’s okay if you don’t want to do it or anything” he says reassuring you thinking you’re staring at him because it isn’t enough (he’s so dick blind 💔) “no no, it’s perfect kirishima…you’re perfect” you smile as you kiss him. he starts and he puts lube on his dick so it will hopefully be a little easier on you as he slowly enters you as you moan around his chest. kissing and touching his sensitive chest as you play with his nipples and he moans. “i love when you do that, you know” he says burying his head in your neck as you hum against his ear, “i know baby”

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touya todoroki

- it’s his first time, your experienced (based this more on before he became ‘dabi’ in the sense of he is still living with his father and has a lot of anger build up)

- he’s either a MEAN dom or a BRATTY sub (he has a lot of daddy and mommy issues so it depends on the day type shit)

- when he’s mean he will grunt or straight up start laughing mid sex, when he’s bratty he whines and complains.

- “hey ain’t it supposed to be my first time, yet you’re the one acting like a bitch in heat” “atta girl, move that ass for me”

- he was a sexually frustrated teenager so he watched a lot of porn as he would abuse the shit out of his dick, he’s masterbated in front of you a few times and you’ve given him oral but he didn’t want to rush into sex, that was until the day his father didn’t show up and he was filled with anger coming home to you with anger and a hard cock

- has a breeding kink, wants to fill you up any chance he gets, loves seeing you covered in cum

- his cock is long, girthy and fat, his tip is always a redish color from how hard he gets and he has veins running up his shaft.

- uh what is aftercare?

touya walked through the door, eyes red probably from crying beforehand, “touya are you okay? what’s wrong?” you ask concerned from his quiet demeanor. usually he would’ve cried in your arms or angrily rant about what happened but he just stood at the door quietly before finally speaking. “strip.” he said bluntly staring at you in the dark room, “huh?” you asked again wondering if you heard right. “I said…” he walked closer towards you like you were his prey before continuing, “strip for me.” you felt yourself throb as you removed your clothes letting them fall to the floor as he picked you up and turned you on the couch, holding your legs up in a mating press as he removed his abused red cock from his pants, “you’re gonna let me breed you tonight, ain’t that right baby” he said more in a demanding tone than asking permission. you nod and he leaves a slap on your ass, “use your words.” and you moan, “yes touya, want you to breed me, want it so bad” and he lets out a cocky laugh, “yeah, that’s a good fucking girl” he says as he slides his cock into you without warning, thrusting hard as you squeeze around him.

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hanta sero

- your first time, he’s experienced

- he’s a soft dom, he isn’t too hard on you but he likes being in charge but he won’t mind you riding him once you get used to his cock.

- he’s a moaner, likes praising you

- “damn girl, you’ve been hiding this from me all this time?” “don’t get shy on me, i gotcha” “would never hurt my lady” “just a little longer ma”

- he knows you his so once you get used to his cock, he isn’t shy in letting the bakusquad try you out, he knows that you know who you belong to.

- he will massage you (he’s great with his hands) afterwards or help you bathe, he likes taking care of his girl

- he has a skinny cock but it’s LONG and damn does he know how to use it.

- he gives GOOD oral. he loves when you sit on his face.

“goddamn baby, you feel so good” he says as he has his cock stuffed in your hole while thrusting into you as he admires the way you moan for him. “sero, want more please, p-please” you moan out as he stares goes down to your nipple softly biting on your nipple enough for you to moan out and arch your back, “more of what, ma?” he asks as he sucks the skin of your breasts, “put it all in, don’t hold back p-please hanta” you whine as you pull his hair sending sero into a frenzy as he pulls out leaving you confused, “w-wha-“ your words cut off as he slams his cock inside of you fucking you deep as he hits your g spot, “that better baby?” he cockily asks against your ear, nibbling softly.

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[ryuupark]

control [denki kaminari x oc chuya tanaka]

[ i highly recommend listening to the song i used for inspo when reading each of these stories.]

[song: CONTROL by: Zoe Wees]

don’t know if you get ‘cause i can’t express how thankful i am

that you were always with me when it hurts, i know that you understand 

i don’t wanna lose control

nothing i can do anymore

trying everyday when i hold my breath

spinning out in space, pressing on my chest

Sitting in his room, Denki felt defeated. Since moving into the dorms at UA and seeing all of his amazing classmates having the math homework done. 

It wasn’t until it was time for dinner and everyone in class 1a had gathered in the common room to eat together like they did every single night after class that people started to worry about Denki who had not come to eat. “Where’s Kaminari?” someone asked, but no one knew. 

Chuya Tanaka had entered class 1a late due to a family issue, with her parents being heroes who were severely injured. Her quirk was called electricity generation it was very similar to Denki’s except that she has that ability to aim her discharges where Denki can’t without outside help. Her entrance into the class made Denki feel even worse, and the worse part is that she was a nice girl but he couldn’t help comparing himself to her and making her out to be a bad person in his head. He hated himself for that. 

“It’s her fault that he’s like this.” Bakugo rolled his eyes and pointed at Chuya. “She basically has his quirk but is a million times more skilled and controlled.” Everyone else quickly told Bakugo to shut up and tried to explain that it had nothing to do with Chuya, but she knew it did. 

When she first joined the class and met everyone, she was so excited to meet Denki because they had such similar quirks, but he always avoided her. She knew that her presence was making him uncomfortable. “I’ll go check on him,” 

“You’ll just make it worse. You’re no better than a glorified battery pack.” Bakugo spat, this was his way of showing that he does care about Denki. 

“You’re right, and I might not help. But I haven’t always been this in control of my quirk, you’re only seeing how I am now. Not how I used to be, and you have no idea what I went through to get it like this. For Denki, I’m glad he can’t control it well yet, it means that he must not have been tortured the same way I was.” Chuya explained before she got up and went to Denki’s room. 

“Kaminari?” She knocked on the door and there was only a faint, “come in”

When she opened the door she could just feel how upset he was, even if he put on his smile to try and hide it. He was never rude to her, or let his negative feelings out in the open, instead he just always avoided her. 

“You didn’t come to dinner, and I know I haven’t been here long but I don't remember anyone ever missing dinner. Are you feeling okay?” 

Denki sat up in his bed, still under the covers and patted the edge of the bed for Chuya to come sit. “The first time I ever used my quick I hurt my whole class. It manifested in the middle of the day and I sent out so much discharge all over the place that my whole class was temporarily paralyzed. Luckily I was only a child so the wattage was still fairly low and no one suffered any long term damage. But since then… Have I not improved at all? No matter what I do…If Yaoyorozu isn’t around to make a covering to protect others from my wattage I can’t do anything except hurt others.” 

“I’m sorry, I know that since I’ve come you have been comparing yourself to me. Or better yet you’ve been hearing the others comparing us. But I don’t want you to compare yourself to me, there is no point. We may have similar quirks but we are different people and even if they are similar they are different. Your quirk is amazing Kaminari, don’t forget that.” 

“I don’t even know why I’m here, I want to be a hero… but what kind of hero could I be? My quirk can hurt civilians or people I’m trying to rescue. I can’t control where I want my discharge to go…not like you…” Denki hid his head under the blanket refusing to look at Chuya. 

“Didn’t I just say to stop comparing yourself to me?” Chuya took the blanket to uncover Denki’s head. “Kaminari, when I was younger, I also could not control where the discharge from my quirk went, I hurt my best friend growing up, I hurt them so much that they parents would let them near me again. I grew up known as the lightning bolt, everyone was afraid of me. I trained for hours every day until I wore myself down trying to control it. I’m glad that you didn’t have to go through what I did. If I learned anything in my life, it’s that it’s okay to be a little out of control.”

“But…” Denki pulled the blanket out of Chuya’s hands trying to cover himself again as if the soft blanket would protect his fragile heart and emotions. 

“No buts Kaminari! I’m sure with some more training and some help from the support students you can feel more confident in your abilities. I won’t say to make you better, because even though I  don’t know you well yet, I think you’re pretty cool Kaminari. Oh and also, you can call me Chu.” She tugged on the blanket so he couldn’t hide himself. "People tend to think that having a quirk like ours is only useful to charge phones… like a glorified battery…" Chuya mumbled, maybe to Denki or maybe to herself, she wasn't sure. 

Hearing what Chuya said about feeling like a battery, Denki wanted to break down into tears. However, he managed to control himself. He knew exactly how she was feeling, at school people used him to charge their phones, to light up buildings, and charge a car once. Denki knew that it was useful for rescue missions, but other than that what could he do? And even then if he used too much wattage he becomes an idiot, as his classmates like to call him. 

"I don't want to lose control again." A single tear fell onto the blanket. Chuya grabbed his hand and just smiled. "I try every single day to not lose control, I hold my breath and just hope for the best. I'm scared of hurting everyone around me. I panic when I need to fight…" This time, it was more than a single tear. Denki couldn't explain why he suddenly felt so comfortable around Chuya, the new girl he had been avoiding. Maybe it was because she knew what he was going through, or maybe it was because unlike everyone else she could see him as more than an idiot classmate. 

"If you ever lose control, I'll be with you. I can't be hurt by electricity, I can redirect it too. Don't be afraid anymore. And come eat some dinner, I saw Bakugo saving you a plate. But don't tell him I saw him," Chuya let out a small laugh and pulled the blanket off of Denki. "Come on Kaminari," 

"Denki. You can call me Denki…Chu."

A few days later class 1A was doing some training and suddenly the league of villains appeared out of nowhere. The sudden attack scattered the students. Denki was alone with Shoji, Tokoyami, and Chuya. Denki panicked not knowing how to help, he couldn't let out an attack because his classmates were too close to him. 

Useless…useless…

You can't even help your friends.

Denki's thoughts ran wild. It wasn't until Chuya screamed that Denki was pulled from his thoughts. Shoji and Tokoyami were fighting but Chuya was laying on the floor behind some lower ranked villains. Just due to the sheer difference in numbers the others were starting to become overwhelmed. 

Chuya tried to get up and fight more, but she could barely stand. As she fell back onto her knees she called out to Denki. Since they spoke in his room a few nights ago the pair had been training to help him control his electricity. Denki looked around nervously as Tokoyami and Shoji were still fighting but he decided to trust Chuya who trusted his abilities and he let out a stong current of electricity.

Denki watched as Tokoyami and Shoji didn't even flinch. Did they trust him? Were they not afraid of him making a dumb mistake? 

Chuya saw Denki and noticed how his attack would hit Shoji and Tokoyami. She could see how he was trying to control it, but his quirk is one that can’t easily be controlled. mustered all the strength that she had left and redirected the current to take out the villains who were left surrounding them before collapsing back down. "I knew you could do it…" She said quietly as Shoji hurried over to her. 

"I'm sorry we couldn't protect you," Shoji said quietly. 

"You guys did protect me, I'm sorry I wasn't more helpful." But in all honesty it wasn't her fault. Someone came from behind and stabbed her side. Looking down at herself she didn't even notice how much she was bleeding. 

Tokoyami and Denki came over and saw the state she was in. Denki froze and just took her hand. Shoji picked her up to cover her and bring her back to the school but Denki never let go of her hand. As she began to lose consciousness she heard only the beginning of their conversation and was able to smile despite her current state. 

"When did you and Tanaka come up with such a move? You guys both really saved us back there," Tokoyami began. The three boys continue talking while Tokoyami and Shoji praise Kaminari and Chuya. 

Once they are back at the school the teachers direct Shoji to take Chuya to Recovery Girl and Denki followed. Tokoyami stayed to give his report on who attacked them and where the rest of the scattered students went. 

In the nurse’s office, Shoji had left Denki alone with Chuya. “I never want to lose control… thank you Chu, I can’t express how thankful I am. Thank you for holding my hand that night so many days ago and believing in me.”

[yukxxri]

⚡ x 🐍 = ❤

[with-my-calamitous-love]

I DONT LIKE ANYONE EXCEPT SOMETIMES YOU

shinso x reader

thoughts about how shinso would act in a relationship. same premise as the kirishima ver.

inspired by backburner

hitoshi shinso, who’s facetimes with you always run late into the night. you ramble on about your day while he hums in response, knowing that you know he’s not the talkative type. he never asks “how was your day?” he always says “tell me about your day.” because he really, truly wants to hear about your day. you could have cured a disease or simply just gotten out of bed, and he’d still want to hear every single detail simply because its from you.

hitoshi shinso, who loves to cook. only you're aware of it, because he doesn't always like sharing personal details with others, but you never complained- it just means more for you. you're always the first person that gets to try his food, though he claims you're not a very good critic. but you can't help it, everything he makes tastes so good. and with every compliment you shower him in, he'll hit you with a 'yeah, yeah, whatever.' and then next moment, make you more so you can always stay fed during long days at UA and long hours during hero-training. its his silent way of telling you he loves you.

hitoshi shinso, whose cats love you more than they love him. he has three triplets, a black british short hair, a siamese, and a grey ragdoll- pepper, lexi, and mustache- he absolutely hates the last name, but he had just adopted the kitten and you named it for its white streak right below its nose. he'll deny it forever, but he gets pouty and huffs in annoyance whenever he sees the cats run to you, even after he's fed and taken care of them for all of their lives. but he also cant deny the way his heart skips a beat whenever he seems them cuddled up with you on his bed, wearing one of his big t-shirts. it softens his heart in a way that nothing else does- your love fills his heart more strongly and more passionately than anything does.

hitoshi shinso, who is the closed-off, funny but quiet dickhead of his friend group. he's known for his out-of-pocket roasts at the right times and his nonchalant nature that contrasts with the loud, spunkiness of his multicolored-haired friends. but with you, he softens. the few times he's brought you along with him to movie night or training sessions, you've softened his heart enough for the love in him to seep out towards others as well. whenever you crack a joke, make someone else at the table smile, and draw laughs and happiness from their chests, a blush blooms across his cheeks. obviously, he fell for you, how could he not?

hitoshi shinso, who's favorite activity with you is your sunday-ritual. you'll wake up together, either in the same bed or over the phone, and bike down to the coast. you'll bug him about wearing a helmet, but he always complains that it ruins your hair. he'd never admit that its because he thinks you're absolutely adorable when you dote on him. afterwards he'll share a smoothie with you- he hates all the flavors except for mixed berry, which is the one he always insists on getting. he hates the the overpricing for what the product actually is, but loves the smile it puts on your face after a tiring bike-ride. and afterwards, you two will go back to either his of your place. his place if your parents aren't home, and his place when his parents are home, and binge watch a long t.v show of your choosing. he'll always complain that its stupid, poorly written or drawn out, but get pouty whenever you watch an episode without him. it's the one thing he looks forwards to at the end of a long week, drawn out with endless studies, training, and burnout. you're his safe place, and he needs it more than he'll admit.

hitoshi shinso, who somehow remembers every tiny detail about you. his mind works like gears, arranging formulas and deciphering codes, but the intellect of his mind makes you its priority. he remembers the way you pick your nails and cuticles when you have anxiety, and how placing his warm palm over yours soothes some of those thoughts. he remembers how prefer to tie your hair back during training but how you somehow always forget a hair tie- and he knows how you always give him a peck on his cheek once he shows off the one he's been keeping on his wrist for you. he remembers how you can't sleep without your nightly calls, and how he needs to hear your voice before he drifts of too- maybe more than you need it. he remembers the first day you met, the first thing he said to you, the first time he ever felt love for you. he remembers all of it and keeps it embedded in his heart. hitoshi shinso may seem like he hates everyone, but the one exception to that is you. and he'll remember that forever.

[passerine-writes]

Silent Sparks - Volt 46

Warnings: Feelings, transphobia, religious fueled detestment, chaos, pure and utter chaos Word count: 6422

Notes: Italics - Tsukare signing Bold italics - Family member/friend signing 'Italics with apostrophes' - Thoughts

Masterlist

Volt 45 | Volt 47

"We should play truth or dare!" Mina said excitedly, we all hesitantly agreed after a lot of persuasion. We sat in a circle in the center of the basement, all of us changed and ready for bed but too awake after a day of fun. "Okay, rules are simple. Spin the flat iron, whoever the corded end lands on has to answer truth or dare but if they choose to back out, they have to take a sip of the concoction of death!" I looked at the half full red solo cup on the end table, a mix of soy sauce, teriyaki sauce, ketchup, mustard, salsa, apple juice, hot sauce, ginger salad dressing and lemon juice sitting intimidatingly by itself. All of us had emergency drinks just in case so we wouldn't upchuck anything, but also an emergency trash can on standby. "I'll go first!" She leaned forward and spun the straightener, the object pointing to Kirishima. "Truth or dare!"

"Ah, shoot, uh, truth I guess?" He blurted out, clearly unprepared for whatever the girl might have in store.

"Boringgg! Fine, uh, if you were to get any piercing, what would it be?" Kirishima thought about this for a moment.

"Probably my eyebrow." The girl nodded in approval before Kiri spun, Denki up next. "Alright, truth or dare man?"

"I'm not scared, I'll go with dare." He said with a smirk, leaning back on his palms.

"Alright, I dare you to burp the alphabet without throwing up." Denki went upstairs and came back with a can of soda.

None of us could contain our laughter as he finished it without puking. I excused myself to go grab a soda as well after asking Sero, needing something to help me sleep tonight. I came back down and saw Mina and Sero dancing.

"I dared them to a dance off, to see who would fail first at copying the others move." Denki filled me in and I nodded, watching as Mina won Sero's dare.

I didn't get a turn for a while, somehow the flat iron always landing on Mina or Denki rather than me, until it did.

"Tsukababes! Finally! Truth or dare?"

"Easy, truth. I don't trust where you would take a dare." She poured but nodded.

"Who do you like?" She asked without missing much of a beat.

'I should've thought this through more.'

All eyes were on me and the sip of death looked tempting right now.

"A guy." I finally spluttered out. Sero snorting out laughter at my aversion.

"Well duh, but that's not who."

"Eh, it counts. Me saying 'a guy' is a valid answer because it's a key descriptor and definer of the 'who' which is what you were asking. If you wanted me to say the person, then you should've asked something else." She glared and pointed a finger at me. I spun the straightener and it landed on Kiri. "Truth or dare, bro?"

"I trust you Tsukabro, so dare."

"I dare you to let Mina do your makeup." Mina squealed in excitement and dug out her makeup. As she was doing his, we continued playing. He spun the flat iron before she even started, the appliance landing on Mina.

"Truth or dare, Min."

"Dare, duh."

"I dare you not to do my makeup." She groaned and put all of her stuff back.

"You're no fun!" She pouted but spun her straightener anyways, almost bouncing with joy when it landed on Denki. "Someone fun! Truth or dare!"

"Obviously dare. C'mon you already knew that." She got a glint in her eye and I immediately felt concerned on the multitude of ways she could take this.

"I dare you to kiss who you think the hottest person in the room is. Of course, only if they're okay with it." Everyone was watching what his next move would be.

I stared at my lap, not wanting to know who he would choose until I felt a familiar hand on top of mine. I glanced up at him and nervously licked my lips like earlier. We were already sitting fairly close, not letting the awkward tension break our normal.

"Is this okay?" His voice was soft and quiet, a mere whisper but I heard it all the same. My eyes glanced down to his lips without thinking and I nodded.

His free hand came up and cupped my cheek before leaning in. I met him in the middle, finally working up the courage to lean forward as well. Every bit of it felt like fireworks erupting inside my entire body. It was slow and gentle, our lips slowly moving together after a moment and he pulled away. My face and neck were bright red as was his. We stared at each other for a minute, trying to figure out what this meant and where we stood, my mind all over the place. Without looking, I knew Mina got a picture of it. Slowly, he moved back into his spot fully but his hand stayed on mine.

"It's my turn next, yeah?" Denki broke the silence and spun the hair straightener, the object pointing to Sero. "Truth or dare, man?"

"After the last dare, I'm going with truth cause the only one I wanna kiss is Todoroki." I bit back a giggle but nodded in respect.

"Is your binder still on?" Sero's eyes darted to the floor at the question, giving a clear answer. "Go take it off and put on a hoodie, please." Sero looked torn but I was slightly confused.

"Can I ask a question? Cause I'm a little lost." The pair of best friends nodded. "Is it bad if you wear it for too long?" Sero sighed and sadly nodded.

"Yeah, if I wear it too long it can cause some damage to my ribs. I'm already pushing it with wearing it during hero training." He said in a dull tone, a complete opposite to how he usually is.

"Go take it off, okay? Trust me, broken ribs are not fun. You're still a man, nothings gonna change that, but hurting yourself is only going to make things worse." He sighed and stood up, going up the stairs and coming down a few minutes later in a very baggy hoodie.

"It's off." He stated in a somber voice.

"You know we only push it because we care bro, yeah?" Sero nodded, confirming Kiri's words.

"If it makes you feel any better, apparently I have the biggest chest here." My comment got our friend to finally laugh.

"You're not wrong. We all know it too." I gave him a wide smile and a thumbs up. "Alright, so who's sleeping where? We have one queen size air mattress, the couch and the love seat. I would grab old mattresses, but most of them are toddler mattresses."

"Mina, who's your cuddle buddy tonight?" I asked the pink haired girl.

"Depends on who I sleep next to."

"We can always push everything together so that we aren't separated too much." I suggested, everyone shocked that I offered that.

"Yes! More cuddles!" Mina cheered with her hands raised, pumped at the suggestion.

As the air mattress was being inflated, Kiri and I moved the couch over, sliding it parallel to the loveseat. Mina and Denki set out spare blankets and throw pillows. Just as the air mattress got set up, I took out my ears and put them on the charger. I got settled in on the loveseat, opting to allowing Kirishima to be comfier on the couch. Mina slept beside him with Sero in the middle and Denki right beside me.

We sat up for a little bit, mostly on our phones doing whatever, sometimes I would look over and join the conversation but for the most part, I sat in a comfortable silence with my friends.

I don't remember falling asleep, but I remember briefly waking up. Mostly to turn over and get comfortable again, my eyes immediately drooping shut again. When I fully woke up, I wasn't expecting to be warm.

Or on Denki.

I went to stretch and found myself unable to move, his arms wrapped around me. One draped over my waist and his free hand in front of me as he scrolled on his phone. My head laid on his chest, my body curled into his side with our legs tangled together. His arm left, the rush of cool air sending a chill across my side until it returned along with my phone.

From Pikachu: Good morning :)

To Pikachu: Good morning

To Pikachu: When did I fall asleep? I don't remember

From Pikachu: About 11

To Pikachu: I can't believe I slept for ten hours

From Pikachu: Me neither but I'm glad you got sleep

To Pikachu: When did you go to bed?

From Pikachu: I was up until about 1, that's when you rolled onto me

To Pikachu: Sorry about that, I hope you weren't uncomfortable or anything

From Pikachu: Why would I be uncomfortable?

To Pikachu: I don't know, I just don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything

From Pikachu: Well I promise I wasn't uncomfortable, I wouldn't complain about getting to cuddle with you

From Pikachu: Unless you were uncomfortable?

To Pikachu: I toootally was, hence why I'm still laying on you

I could feel the vibrations and slight jostling in his chest from laughter.

From Pikachu: Well I'm glad you weren't either

From Pikachu: I think that's the first time you've ever fallen asleep before me

To Pikachu: Yeah I was tired yesterday, I pulled an all nighter the other night

From Pikachu: What??? Why??

To Pikachu: Just couldn't sleep, it happens sometimes

From Pikachu: I guess, but I'm really happy you caught up on some sleep last night then

To Pikachu: Me too :)

From Pikachu: Soooo

To Pikachu: Soooo?

From Pikachu: Who's your crush?

To Pikachu: Take a guess

From Pikachu: I don't know, that's why I'm asking

To Pikachu: You should know

From Pikachu: How would I know??

To Pikachu: It should be obvious enough for you to guess

From Pikachu: Just tell meeeee

From Pikachu: Pleaseeeee

To Pikachu: You gotta guessss

From Pikachu: Why won't you tell meee

From Pikachu: Is it really that bad?

From Pikachu: I can literally see you reading these

From Pikachu: C'mon, talk to me

From Pikachu: Why not tell me?

To Pikachu: Fear? Judgement? I don't know, maybe a mix of the two. I'd rather just keep it to myself because I don't think it's going anywhere and the more people I tell who it is, the more real my feelings are and the more it's going to hurt in the long run

From Pikachu: I'm sorry for pushing so much, I didn't mean to make you upset

To Pikachu: You're okay, I know you didn't mean anything by it

From Pikachu: Still, I'm sorry

From Pikachu: Forgive me?

To Pikachu: You're forgiven, Denks

From Pikachu: Phew, okay

To Pikachu: Mina probably got pictures of us to add to her collection

From Pikachu: You mean to add to your collection?

To Pikachu: And what about yours?

From Pikachu: Okay so OUR collection

To Pikachu: I didn't know you saved the pictures she took

From Pikachu: Of course I do! What, you don't?

To Pikachu: I never said that

Denki ruffled my hair a bit and I put my phone down, noticing Sero sit up and start talking.

"Uno momento, estoy agarrando mis audífonos." (One moment, I'm grabbing my hearing aids.) I told the two that I knew were awake, not even realizing I was talking in Spanish until I turned back around to a confused looking Denki. "Sorry, language switch." I mumbled, still half asleep to a degree. "What were you saying Sero?"

"I was just wondering when you two woke up."

"I woke up a little while ago."

"I woke up probably an hour ago." Denki stated, Sero looking at him in disbelief.

"I didn't hear you wake up, I've been up for about an hour and a half." I gestured to our phones and he realized why.

"Should we wake those two up?" I pointed to a sleeping Mina and Kirishima. The girl being spooned by Kirishima while curling into Sero's side, the red heads arm reaching over her waist and onto the other boys.

"Please, I've been overheating this whole time." I couldn't help my small laugh at his words but got up to help wake the two up.

I circled around and poked Kiri's stomach rapidly, watching his muscles flex through his shirt before he woke up confused. His arm moving and waking up Mina in the process.

"What time is it?" The red head asked groggily.

"Almost ten in the morning." He hummed and rubbed his face, his usually gelled hair sticking all over the place. "Time to wake up." He nodded and stretched his arms, reminding me of the morning stiffness in my spine. "Hey Hanta? Can I borrow your legs for support?" He looked at me curiously but slowly nodded. I sat down near his feet and placed one hand on his shins to help me balance as I turned. The relieving pops going up my spine making me sigh before I turned and repeated it on the other side. "Thank you." Everyone looked at me with wide eyes.

"How the— what was that?" Kirishima asked.

"I cracked my back, that reminds me." I propped my chin on my hand and cracked my neck both ways. "I almost forgot about my neck." Mina fake gagged while everyone else was just looking mortified. "It's okay, I do it all the time. Hey, Hanta, where's the bathroom?" He slowly blinked before processing what I had asked him.

"I'll show you, you three meet us up there when you're ready, yeah?" They all agreed and we walked upstairs, my friend showing me where to go as he got caught up talking to Hinata.

I did my business and came back out to see Hanta no longer looking cheerful, but stressed.

"What's up?" He shook his head but I nudged his arm in silent retaliation. "What's wrong?" He sighed and leaned against the wall.

"My mom just let me know that my tío and his new wife are coming to visit for a few days." I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"So, what's the issue?"

"Issue one, they'll be here in a few hours. Issue two, he's kinda..."

"Not accepting?" He nodded grimly and looked to the floor stressed. "You want me to stay after the others head out? Run some sort of interference?"

"You don't gotta, I couldn't ask you to do that."

"Well you aren't asking, I offered. If you want I can text my parents and let them know. Only if you want me to though." He nodded and gave me a sad smile.

"Thank you." I held out my fist and received a fist bump.

"Course. Let's get this show on the road."

After an hour or two, Kirishima and Mina left, both of them having to go home early and catch the train back to Chiba. Denki left after a little while too, saying how he had to start packing so he wouldn't cram pack on the last night and forget something. So I sat on the couch with Hanta, his twin little sisters joining us. Hana, the one with her ears pierced, slowly came up to me with a curious look on her face.

"Hey kiddo." I greeted with a small smile, not wanting to scare either of them.

"Hi." She looked at her older brother and he gestured it was okay for her to ask whatever was on her mind. "Do you know how to braid hair?" I stifled a confused laugh and nodded.

"I do actually. Do you want me to braid your hair?" Her eyes lit up and she ran to grab what was needed. "Do you want me to braid your hair too, Hikari?"

"Yes please." She mumbled before running off to her sister.

"I didn't know you could braid hair."

"Ah, yeah, I learned after I got adopted. I lost my fidget cube one day and my Pops let me fidget with his hair. He got the bright idea I could braid it and pulled up a few videos for me to learn from." My friend laughed at my simplified story, the twins running back around the corner. "You two ready?" They happily nodded. "Should I do different braids to tell them apart easier?" I whispered to Sero who rapidly nodded. "Okay, who wants to go first?" Hikari plopped in front of me on the floor and I couldn't help but laugh before I started brushing through her hair.

It took probably fifteen minutes for each of them, but I gave Hikari two dutch braids and Hana two french braids.

"Thank you!" The two cheered together, Himari peaking into the living room in disbelief.

"You two look so pretty! Why don't you go show your dad?" The two skipped out of the room and Himari stood next to her son.

"Is tío bringing his kids?" Hanta asked, the subtle look of discomfort already on his face.

"No, they're staying at home with your tía, said they'll come next year." He sighed but nodded. "You should go get changed." Hanta glared at the ground.

"I'm not dressing like a girl for him, it's his problem if he can't get over himself." Himari sighed and rubbed his back.

"You know your tío just sees things differently."

"You two grew up together, your personality should have rubbed off on him." She huffed out a sad laugh at his statement. "I'm not dressing as a girl. I'm not putting myself through that." Himari nodded and gave him a side hug.

"Okay, but you two should still go get changed out of pajamas. They'll be here soon. I'll call you both down when they get here, okay?" Hanta nodded and I gave her a thumbs up before trekking up to his room. He already put his binder on earlier, so he changed comfortably in front of me. Opting for a graphic t-shirt, a zip up hoodie and joggers. I went for a thin, grey long sleeve and ripped jeans.

"You okay?" I asked him hesitantly and he sighed.

"Yeah. Just, not a fan of when he visits. It was more tolerable when he was still married to my tía or when he at least brought the kids, but I don't like his new wife. Plus he insists on using my deadname." I nodded along, easily keeping up.

"I'm sorry dude. If it gets too outta hand I can ask if you can crash at my house for a day or two." He looked at me in shock.

"Really?" I nodded and he sat down beside me on his bed. "Maybe, I think it might be awkward sleeping at my teachers house." I snorted, causing him to laugh as well.

"It's weird for me going to school and having all my family as teachers. Trust me, it fades after a while." He nodded and flopped back on his bed, I followed suit and we sat in a comfortable silence until we were called down. "You ready?" He sighed but stood up, not giving me a verbal answer.

(A/N: anything typed in bold from here on out is someone talking in spanish. i'm not trusting google translate to be right and that's a lot to copy and paste.)

Hanta and I awkwardly stood to the side as his uncle greeted all of his siblings. He looked almost nothing like Hanta's mom, for obvious reasons. A woman stood to the side, looking irked that none of the kids happily hugged her like they did their uncle. I saw a boy I didn't recognize and put together that he was Hanta's brother, Hiroshi.

"Hello Hitomi." His uncle said blandly and I repressed a visual cringe at the use of his deadname. Hanta didn't say anything, just stood kicked back against the wall with an indifferent look on his face. "It's rude to ignore people."

"And it's rude to disregard a simple request." His uncle sighed and shook his head before acknowledging me.

"Who's this?"

"I'm Tsukare Onryo." His eyes widened at my use of his native tongue, unprepared for me to respond.

"It's nice to meet you, Tsukare. I'm Antonio Garcia, Hitomi's uncle." My eyes narrowed as I looked at the ground. He beckoned his wife over, she looked pretty but I could already tell she was stuck up. "This is my wife, Valeria." I sent her a nod in acknowledgement. "How did you two meet?"

"He's one of my good friends, Hanta and I are in the same class at school." That singular sentence earned me a shocked looked from Hanta and two glares from the adults in front of me.

"Her name is Hitomi, and you will address her as such. She is a girl, despite any of the lies she's convinced you of." He vehemently exclaimed, a vein nearly bulging out of his neck.

"I won't. You aren't my father, and you aren't his. You have no authority over me, and you can stop trying to make a display because of your negative prerogative and judgement of Himari's parenting. If you have an issue with the respect and human decency I'm giving to one of my friends then you can challenge my parents on how they raised me." He glared at me before turning around and walking away with his wife. I turned to my friend who was starting to shake. I pulled him around the corner and hugged him. "You okay?" He nodded and hugged me tighter before letting go completely.

"I don't think anyone has told him off in a while." I laughed and nodded.

"Yeah. But hey, you say the word and we're outta here. Okay?" He nodded and eventually went and rejoined his family. The twins came up and sat between us, happily chatting away.

"What's in your ear?" Hana asked curiously.

"These are my hearings aids. My ears don't work too good, so they help 'em out. Y'know how earbuds work?" The two little girls nodded. "Well, they're kinda like that. But instead of getting the sounds from your phone or computer, it gets the sounds from the world." They lit up, enthusiastic at that.

"Can we see them?" I nodded and took my ears out, placing one in each of their open palms and watching closely as they held them. Hana handed my left one back first, Hikari going to do the same until their tío showed up behind them.

Hanta tapped me on the shoulder and pointed to the man who was glaring at me.

"Don't ignore me. What did you give them?" I put my left hearing aid back in and lightly grabbed the other one from Hikari before he could, watching as he went to reach for it.

"They're my hearing aids, Hana and Hikari were curious on what they were and wanted to see them." Antonio scoffed as I put my second one in.

"You're not deaf, those were earbuds. You're just attached to your phone like every other kid your age. It's disgusting that you would lie about something like that." I rolled my eyes, not wanting to deal with this.

"Kids, I know it's early but dinners ready. Come eat." Himari said as she popped her head into the living room, quickly leaving again.

We all sat at the table somehow. Hanta and I squished at the end corner, the twins beside me. His dad at the head with Hinata on his lap, his mom beside them, Antonio and Valeria across from us and Hiroshi at the end beside Hanta. Hanta checked his phone briefly, staring at the screen for a moment before he got scolded by his mom.

"Honey, no phones when we're eating. You know the rule." Hanta apologized under his breath and pocketed his phone, Antonio sending a look towards me.

"Tsukare. That means no earbuds as well. Take them out." He chided, thinking he had something on me.

"Oh don't be silly, Antonio. Those are his hearings aids. Speaking of those, how did you lose your hearing? Were you born deaf?" It took everything in me not to smirk so I took a bite of food instead to bide time.

"No, I was born with my hearing. About two months ago I lost over half of my hearing during our internships, then less than a month ago I lost a little more in my right ear from a classmate setting off a loud explosion with his quirk." Himari, Hiroto, Antonio and Valeria looked at me in disbelief. "In my left ear, I have about forty percent of my hearing and in my right I have about twenty percent."

"Oh goodness. I'm so sorry to hear that." Himari's eyes widened as she realized what she said and she tried to backpedal but I was laughing.

"It's okay! No need to apologize. I came to terms with it a long time ago. My quirk is sound based so I was expecting to lose it eventually." Himari sent me a soft smile and nod.

"Tsukare! Can I put one in my ear?" Hana asked cheerfully beside me, Hikari joining and asking as well.

"Sorry but they won't fit. They're a little too big for you, plus they were specially made to fit in my ear." They looked at me with wide eyes and dropped jaws, clearly amazed at that.

"Tsukare, you mentioned that your quirk is sound based and that could contribute to your hearing loss. Do you know of any genetic factors from your birth parents that might contribute to that?" Hiroto asked politely. Antonio looked confused but before he could ask, Hanta explained.

"Tsuka's adopted." Antonio glared at his nephew before aggressively eating more.

"I don't know much about them honestly, I mostly base it off of my dad since he has such a similar quirk." I explained, almost saying Pops out of habit but catching myself so I wouldn't run any risks.

"But he's not your real dad, is he?" Antonio asked sarcastically, earning a glare from half the table.

"He is my dad. My birth parents signed me away legally. So he is just as much of my dad as Hiroto is to any of his kids , unless you're also saying nobody here is really family to you, then you can take up that dull prerogative with everyone here." Antonio glared at me and went to speak but was cut off once more.

"How did you lose your hearing?" Hana asked curiously.

"Well, your big brother and I had to do these internships at school. That's why he was gone for a week a while ago. But, when I was on mine, I was following around Endeavour. We were walking down the street and a kid about your age came up and talked to us. I saw a car coming really really fast, so I scooped him up and got us out of the way. The car crashed into the building and there was a huge explosion. It was like it was right out of a movie!" Hana, Hikari and Hinata laughed at my over exemplified rendition of what happened, enjoying my mild theatrics and not realizing the actuality of it.

"That didn't actually happen. You don't have to lie to try and impress anyone." Valeria said, her voice alone making me want to snap at her.

"It did happen, I recorded it. It was on the news and everything." Hanta said with a smirk.

"I remember seeing that on the news, your hero name is Sonus, right?" Himari asked curiously to which I nodded.

"How are your grades Hitomi?" Antonio asked, obviously wanting to change the subject. Hanta ignored him, munching on his dinner. "Don't ignore me Hitomi. Answer the question." He still got silence.

"Hanta, answer his question." Hiroto said softly.

"Stop being delusional already. Her name is Hitomi, she is a girl. Don't fuel her idiocy." Antonio snapped. Himari looked around at the table and saw most of us were done.

"Kids, why don't you go play for a bit, yeah? We have to have a grown up talk." Hanta nudged me and gestured for me to follow him, all of the kids in front of us. My hand was on his back, rubbing soothing circles to try and ground him, until I felt him stop moving. One look behind me, I saw Antonio had his hand grasped firmly on Hanta's wrist. Immediately, I turned and yanked it off.

"Don't even think about that." I seethed, Antonio pausing as I properly snapped.

"Why are you filling the children's heads with these immoral acts? It's a disgrace. My nieces and nephews shouldn't have any part in this." Antonio yelled at his sister.

"Don't you talk to my wife like that in our own house." Hiroto snapped back, clearly just as fed up with this as the rest of us.

"I see why Antonio was worried about me coming, he warned me you two would act like this." Valeria said as if she had any input.

"You stay out of this, as far as I'm concerned, you're not apart of this family or this discussion." Hanta and I tried not to laugh at Himari's retort. "And you. Antonio, you have no right to come into our house and act like you run the place."

"Then do a better job. This is disgusting behavior that you should have put a stop to a long time ago. Hitomi, enough is enough. Stop this. Stop giving in to this sin already."

"His name is Hanta. It is that simple." Hiroto said calmly, so Hanta and I tried to slip out again. However Antonio grabbed his wrist once more. I grabbed his as well, yanking it off with a harsh tug.

"Hitomi, please. Stop this already. You're tearing our family apart." Antonio pleaded and went to take a step forward but I stood between him and Hanta.

"You're not going near him. You're going to shut your mouth and you're going to listen. You have no right to try and manhandle him and yank him around like that because you're throwing a bigger temper tantrum then Hinata. You can cry 'sin' all you want but let's face the truth. By the sounds of it, you're christian or catholic, so let's make a few things clear. It is not a sin. Because your God is about love and acceptance. You want to talk about sin? Fine. Then in the eyes of your God, you're a sinner. To him you would be an adulterous, judgmental man with no morals or ethics. To him, you did one of the big no-no's, you got a divorce and got remarried. You also have constantly been doing another no-no, you've been judging him. As far as I'm concerned, he's more of a man then you will ever be. He is kind and compassionate, he is trustworthy, patient, respectful. So Hanta and I are going to leave the kitchen now and you are not going to touch him." Antonio froze at my tangent, Hanta and I walking out and immediately to his room.

"Hey, you o-" he tackled me in a hug and I slowly hugged him back, "-kay..?"

"Thank you." I heard a small sniffle from him and held him tighter.

"Of course. I got your back." He nodded and let go, rushing to pack his bag.

I texted my parents to ask, thankfully Pops responded saying it was okay for him to stay the night. A small tap on the door grabbed our attention, Hiroshi slowly coming in.

"Hey." He mumbled. Hanta immediately dried his eyes and waved.

"Hey kiddo." My friend responded.

"Can I ask you something?" Hiroshi asked while he looked at me. I pointed at myself to be sure and he nodded.

"Sure. What's up?" He chewed on his bottom lip for a moment, gesturing for Hanta to cover his ears, so he did.

"Do you think.. Do you think Hi- H- Hanta thinks I'm like Tío Antonio?" I shook my head and crouched down to his level from where he sat on Hanta's bed.

"No, not at all. Because Hanta knows you don't like change. And he knows you're trying your best despite that. It takes time and change is hard enough to begin with." He nodded and stared at his hands. "What about change scares you so much?"

"I don't like uncertainty. I like to know what's going on." I gave him a lopsided smile.

"Which is why you were eavesdropping?" He blushed from embarrassment and nodded. "Well, there's a few things I'm certain about. I know Hanta cares about his family because he carries just about everything in his backpack that might be needed for when he goes outside with you or his friends. I know he loves being your big brother. I know he's a goofball. But I am one hundred and ten percent certain, that he loves all of you, despite the hiccups and mistakes, because he knows you're trying and putting in an effort. And I know he isn't mad at you at all." Hiroshi nodded slowly and gave me a small side hug before standing up and tackling Hanta in one.

"Love you dude." He mumbled into Hanta's chest once his older brother moved his hands.

"I love you too." Hanta mumbled back into his younger brother's hair before he left the room. "What did you two talk about?"

"I'll explain later, we should head back to my place." He nodded and we went downstairs, his mom coming out of the kitchen looking stressed.

"I'm gonna sleep at Tsukare's tonight." Himari nodded and hugged him. She turned to me and I bowed.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted in your household earlier." She gave me a soft smile and a hug once I stood back up.

"Don't apologize. I'm glad my son has friends like you. And Hanta, text me when you get to his house please. We'll talk more about everything when you come home." Hanta nodded and they bid their goodbyes.

"That was the first time he hugged me on his own terms since I came out." Hanta told me as we walked down my street, the train ride draining both of us almost as much as his uncle.

"Really?"

"Yeah. What'd you say to get him to do that?"

"Just told him the truth. That change is scary but you love him and you know he's trying and that even though change is scary, you can tell he's been trying anyways." He gave me a soft smile and a pat in the back before we walked into my house. "Dad! Pops! I'm home and I have Hanta with me!" I called out as we took our shoes off. Dad walked past the entryway with a mug of coffee.

"Hello. Did you have fun?" He asked me. I looked at Sero and we both laughed. "Oh no." Dad sighed and took another sip of his coffee. "Should I ask?"

"Maybe later. Where's Pops and Toshi?"

"Pops is taking a shower and Hitoshi is taking a nap." I nodded and guided Sero through the house. "Sero, are you allergic to cats?" My friend shook his head right before Mittens came up and started rubbing against his legs.

"That's Mittens, and that," I pointed to our other cat in her cat tree, "that's Spots. They won't scratch or anything if you pick them up." He nodded and slowly picked up Mittens, cradling her to his chest.

"Sero." He looked up at Dad's voice. "I take it he knows?" Sero paused for a moment before nodding. "Alright. I expect you to take your binder off tonight. Onryo and Hitoshi both have spare hoodies if you would like one, if those don't fit then you can ask either me or Mic. Understood?" Sero sighed and nodded.

"Yes, sir."

"I forgot he would know. Which.. wait, holy shit. Dad do you think that means All Might knows?" His eyebrows furrowed in confusion before the realization dawned on him.

"If he read his file, then yes. He clearly didn't think ahead about his actions and potentially turning the countries future heroes against him." I chuckled under my breath.

"Yeah. Still don't know why Izuku idolizes him so much." Dad shrugged but Sero looked a little lost. "I'll explain later." My friend nodded and Pops walked into the living room.

"Hey little listeners, do you have fun at Sero's house?" Pops asked, the two of us laughing again. "Oh gods. Sho, should I ask?"

"I don't even know, that's up to you." Pops looked worried for a moment and asked.

"My uncle came to town with his new wife and he's not accepting or anything. It didn't go too well and Tsukare said some things." My parents each raised an eyebrow to me.

"I may or may not have snapped and told him that he was a sinner for being an adulterous, judgmental man with no morals or ethics and Hanta's more of a man then he'll ever be." Pops slowly started cackling, keeling over in fits of laughter while Dad just smirked. Hanta pulled out his phone and showed me the message his mom sent about how they kicked his uncle and his new wife out. I fist pumped the air. "Yes! Now I don't have to threaten him with Pops!" This piqued my parents interest and I clamped my mouth shut.

"Uh, he tried getting physical. Tsuka pulled his hand off before he could do any real damage and stood between us." Pops immediately pulled me into a hug.

You are so lucky you didn't get hurt.

I know Pops. But I couldn't just stand there and see how far he would take it. The furthest he got was grabbing Hanta's wrist.

"These next two and a half years are going to be torturous with how you and Midoriya like to handle things." I sent Dad a wide smile and two thumbs up, the anxiety slowly dissipating as Hanta and I settled in for the night.

[blondieeu]

"Black wives are for grown folk." todoroki s.

to me, shoto screams the “black wives are for grown folk” thing going on right now.

shoto first understood it while attending a jazz themed party that was thrown by the agency for someone’s quirk. when he saw you in the corner of the room he knew he needed to come up to you with his best game, come up respectful.

"excuse me ma'am? you look timeless in that dress."

he's older now, in his early 30’s and he’s killing it as #3 hero. his rebellious face is long gone and he’s accomplished so much in the past twenty years, as well as being married!

i can see him being married to a dark skinned woman who knows how to handle herself well, independence being so sexy to him. she’s got this beautiful fro that covers half her face and she’s always wearing a pretty maroon colored lipstick.

and he takes you outttttt, since you've been with him you've visited france, nigeria, rome, the bahamas, trinidad and tobago, bora bora, the whole europe in general, one time he even took you to puerto rico!

whenever the two of you go out onto the red carpet for pictures, he's got a hand around your waist that's unmoving and even from time to time fixing your fro since over the years of being together you taught him how to do your hair.

if someone talks to his wife a certain way, he's very quick to correct them or even scold them because "a women with such beauty shouldn't be spoken to so casually and should be treated with respect." as he says. even if it's the reporters, interviewers, shoto wouldn't even have cared if it was his father.

"so todoroki, with your career at its peak whats something you and your woman-"

"my wife."

"um, yeah sorry. your wife, are looking forward to?"

"children"

blondieeu xx