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yandere-class-1a · 11 months ago

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Also can you do normal yandere class 1a head canons if that's ok? (and can u add mic and aizawa)

Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to complete this ask, I got burned out about halfway through and needed to take a little break. I hope you like them though! I wasn't exactly sure how you wanted me to do them so I did all of class 1-A (+ platonic Aizawa and Mic) separately, they do have some connections in them though. There are a lot of words (3,895 to be exact) so I'm gonna be adding a read more button.

Shoji is absolutely the type of yandere to try and protect you from the bad in the world. If anyone so much as looks at you wrong he will turn into a big guard dog. He wraps you up in his arms and death glares at the person that looked at you funny. If you comment on it he will turn back into the big teddy bear that you know and love. He will not limit your internet access but you bet he will watch over you if you look up triggering or problematic things for your mental health. He won't restrict it but he will have a big talk with you about how it's better to consume positive media instead of negative media. He loves to cuddle you with all his arms, and it's absolutely heavenly. He might be the tallest in class, but no way does this man not like being the little spoon. He loves feeling you wrapped around him actually a little bit more than him being wrapped around you, he just loves the comfort you give him.

Koda is absolutely a cinnamon roll yandere. He doesn't want to hurt you or anybody else for that matter. He feels like the type of yandere to worship the very ground you walk on. If you give him a gift he will put it on a special shelf and cherish it forever. Once he accidentally forgot to put it up on his shelf and one of his animal friends accidentally broke it, he cried for hours until you managed to calm him down. Whenever you can't sleep Koda will send over a bird with a beautiful song to lull you to sleep. If you confront him about it he will try and deny it at first but end up cracking under your gaze. He tells you how he just wants to make sure you get a good amount of sleep, he didn't mean to upset you. If you aren't angry at him he will be so happy, if you are he will honestly turn into the poutiest baby you've ever seen.

Sato is the type of yandere to give you anything and everything you want, especially if it's something to do with baking. He and you probably have a designated day to bake at least one thing. If you don't feel like baking that day Sato will definitely sit you up on the counter and just talk to you well he bakes. If you love to lick the spoon he will definitely bakes the batter specially without eggs so you can eat as much of it as you want. He might look big and scary to some people but he is actually a absolute sweetheart. If you get tired from walking, even just a little bit, Sato will pick you up and cradle you like a baby so you don't have to walk. He feels like the type of boyfriend that will give you his shoes if yours are hurting your feet. Either that or he will carry around a extra pair of shoes in his bag. He doesn't care what people think when he does stuff for you, your his precious angel and he's willing to do anything for you.

Ida's obsession with you stems from a deep-rooted sense of duty and responsibility. He becomes fixated on protecting you at all costs, believing it's his duty to keep you safe, even if it means resorting to extreme measures. Now Ida does not want to hurt anyone, however if they were to hurt you then he most definitely would be willing to bend his morality a little bit. He is smart enough to do full background checks on anyone close to you and is willing to use that against them if they try and hurt you. He will have Aizawa set up security cameras all throughout the dorms saying he wants to protect his classmates as class representative. He does use the cameras for that, however he mostly uses them to keep tabs on you. On a side note he keeps the kitchen stashed with all your favorite foods so you never go hungry.

Sero is the type of yandere to be possessive of you but still lets you have friends (He definitely doesn't have Ida run background checks on them or anything like that... oh who am I kidding he most definitely does). He will definitely get close to all your friends and family if you want. If someone you grew up with shows him your baby pictures you he will definitely internally fan boy. He has a pretty laid back attitude, so he's not super controlling or manipulative. However this man definitely makes up for it with his obsessive ways. He will definitely want to do the spiderman kiss at some point or another, once you start dating it happens all the time. ⚠️Next part of Sero's headcanons continues slightly suggestive things, just thoughts and not actually doing anything⚠️ He's best friends with denki so we can guarantee he's at least a little bit of a pervert, at least to you. He would love to either see you shirtless or in a sports bra depending on your gender. He knows you're not ready for the next step so he's not gonna force you, for now he's fine with just resting his head on your chest or sitting you on his lap.

Todoroki is the type of yandere to be so obsessive for you that it hurts his heart to not be with you. He can be so possessive sometimes that he'll lock the two of you in a room and hide the key. He knows it's a bit over the top, he just can't help it. To him you are a living breathing God, you are so amazing that he just has to be next to you. However he does know that you might try and grow distant if he gets too possessive... To make up for this he tries to be as lenient with you as possible in most things. He will definitely stalk you, but he's pretty open about it. He will be like "He darling! You went to the ice cream shop yesterday and left your notebook. Don't worry though, I picked it up for you". Him and the class decide that kidnapping was out of the question... but sleepovers with the class that "accidentally" last for a week aren't uncommon. Todoroki will invite you over to his dorm all the time, sometimes just to cuddle. He desperately craves physical affection... Please give him some.

Momo is one of the yanderes with more common sense. She makes sure to match how fast she eases you into her yandere tendencies and how well you take them. If your reactions are on the more positive side she will move up a few levels in about two to three weeks. However if you seem uncomfortable she will ease them onto you slowly, conditioning you so it all feels normal. She feels like the type of yandere to invite you with her instead of stalking you, though she's not against it either. Like if she goes to the Mall or even the Library she will definitely invite you. If you don't really want to go she will tell you that you can get your favorite food or stop at your favorite place on the way. If she goes shopping by herself you can 100% guarantee that she returns with at least two gifts for you. If you go shopping with her however you both will definitely come back with bags full of gifts.

Bakugo is on the extremely possessive yandere side. He used to want you to be only his, but after a lot of convincing from the class he realized that they all loved you as much as him so maybe just maybe they could share you. He still can't be in the same room when Izuku's or Todoroki are being lovey with you though, he's working on it though. He used to call you only his and use words like my darling, now he calls you the only theirs and names like our darling. If anyone that isn't in class 1-A gets too close to you, even simple things like brushing against you in the hallways, he will quickly and without thinking grab your hand and not let go until he feels better. Bakugo here is definitely not shy about pda (public display of affection). He will hug and kiss you all he wants no matter where you are, though it's a bit more rough out in public to keep up his tough boy appearance.

Kirishima is the type of yandere to obsess over every little thing you do. He notices every little detail about you and points them out to other classmates. Like one day you came into class and Kirishima just casually tells the bakusquad that your breath smells slightly different than it normally does, probably because you ran out of your favorite scented toothpaste and had to replace it with your second favorite. They all looked at him funny. Not because of the obsessive sound of that sentence, but because he somehow managed to notice something that no one else did. The minute you walk into the room Kirishima's eyes find you. He can somehow keep a good conversation with a person well-watching. He is always telling you how manly you are, even for the littlest things. He is almost constantly wanting to give you affection. His affection ranges from quick kisses on the nose to cuddling for hours. He wants to wash you in the bath soooo badly. Not in a perverted way of course! He just wants to take care of you, you're his darling after all! He would have Momo make a bathing suit to cover up your privates so he could even just wash your hair for you.

Ojiro is the type of yandere who literally just wants to take care of you. He will buy you whatever snacks you want, no matter how hard they are to find. He hates to see you sad so he will almost always have a funny or cute video saved on his phone to cheer you up. He honestly buys the most thoughtful gifts in all of class 1-A. He will teach you martial arts if you ask him to, though he's absolutely gonna baby you if you get hurt during training. He likes when you play with his tail. He will definitely wrap his tail around you while you're both sitting down. He is extremely shy about telling you his love for you. Him and Koda can sit together for hours and just talk about you, but when it comes to actually telling you about it he gets all shy. He once managed to get out the words I like you but before you could even respond he tried to cover it up with a like a friend.

Aoyama is the type of yandere to constantly compliment you and not be shy about his obsession. He loves to do Mini fashion shows for himself and You. He will invite the whole class and they all show up. Bakugo might take a bit more convincing but he cracks when Aoyama shows him one of the dresses/suits you will be wearing. If your having a self conscious day where you don't like something about yourself fo to Ayoama. He is always ready with a list of things he loves about you. The list doesn't have only things about your body either... It has little habits you do, your tone of voice, your passions, your different styles, your personality, ect. He is always ready to make you any type of clothes you want. He can make the comfiest bra's and/or panties if your comfortable with that. He knows how to make binders and breast forms for trangender darlings as well. He gives you your favorite type of cheese randomly, and if you don't like the taste of cheese he buys cheese scented candles for you.

Denki is the type of yandere to follow you around like a lost puppy. He is super duper protective of you to the point that he will do his best to remove anyone and anything that has the potential to harm you. At some point you got a splinter in your foot and this boy convinced everyone that soft carpeted floors were a necessity to have in the dorms. He may not be good at numbers or other academic things, however he is amazing with people. He would never hurt you, that includes manipulating you, but he'a not above manipulating other people. Half the time nobody even notices he's manipulating them, and if they do, Denki will manipulate them more to think it's all in their head. Denki is a naturally cuddly person so cuddle sessions are a must have. If you ask him for cuddles he will drop everything he's doing and cuddle you. He isn't the type to get jealous cause he knows you love class 1-A and only them romantically. He is more the type to get to show the other person that you belong to him.

Izuku is the type to know everything about you, even things you don't know. Izuku definitely has at least 3 notebooks full of all your information. The first one starts of pretty standard, just your name and quirk, same as everyone else. It then gets more in detail about your quirk until it's basically entirely explained as far as to your family tree to compare the quirks to your own. It then sorta just kept on going from there. He definitely has a secret shrine to you. It has little things like pens that you left behind up to pictures of you at all times of the day. He keeps it hidden in a locked drawer so no one can find out about it. He’s a huge stalker. He almost always knows where you are and when he doesn't he panics and searches the entire city for you. He likes to watch you sleep secretly, only for about half an hour though.

Mina is the classic type of stalker that watches you from a tree. She will absolutely positively have a wall covered with photos of you in her room. Now she's not a complete idiot, so she buys a pretty tapestry and covers up the pictures with it. She is super bubbly and friendly so she has no problem talking to you. She will listen to you talk about something you love for hours if it would make you happy! Of course if you preferred to listen she has tons of stories to tell you, even if she might bend them a little bit to make herself sound more amazing. She definitely sends you good morning and good night texts, just not at normal times. Her good morning texts range from 4:00 in the morning to 12:00 noon. Her good night texts are around 10:00 in the nighttime to 2:00 in the morning. She definitely posts all about you on her social media's. If your not comfortable with pictures she will just post all about how amazing and beautiful/handsome you are. If someone says something like "Oooo what's their number" or "I bet I could date them" Mina will instantly block them. If they something more, suggestive to straight up filthy, Mina will not hesitate to break their online profile. She has a passion for coding and knows how to hack into accounts without leaving a trail.

Tokoyami is the type of edgy but soft yandere. Tokoyami loves it when you listen to his poetry. He could go on for hours with edgy (yet very cute) poetics about how you are his beautiful Shining star. Darkshadow also likes to talk to you. However theirs are more asking you questions and listening to your answer so they can store it in their mind. Tokoyami is really shy when it comes to physical affection, Dark Shadow is definitely not though. Tokoyami will be sitting next to you in the common room and Dark shadow will just pop up and be like "Tokoyami wants to hold your hand but he's too scared to ask". Tokoyami isn't that great with speaking words, mostly prefering to write instead. He will write cute little notes for you and leave them on your desk. He makes handmade black envelopes and seals them with a red wax stamp. Dark shadow likes to put little random questions at the back of the card, like what's your favorite color or do you have any pets. Dark shadow likes to write in pretty pink glittery gel pens just to mess with Tokoyami.

Uraraka is the type of yandere to be so caring that you hardly see the obsessiveness because you're too happy from all the love she gives you. But let me tell you that the obsessiveness is 100% there. She's very careful that nothing can hurt you. If you do somehow manage to get hurt she will take care of the wound extremely tenderly. It could range from a splinter to a broken leg, it doesn't matter because she treats you so sweetly it's impossible to top it. At times she will become quite clingy, wanting cuddles and kisses galore. If your just not a touchy person or maybe you don't like skin on skin contact she will try and back off. However she needs some type of contact or she gets super pouty and sometimes depressed. If you want to bring her out of this state all you have to do is link your pinkies. It's not much but it makes her super happy that you're even touching her. Be careful as when her emotions get super high her quirk gets out of control and you might float up to the ceiling.

Jiro is like the edgy to everyone except you girlfriend. Once you found a cute and fluffy pink key chain and gave it to her. She paused for a second and you panicked thinking you messed up. When you offered to take it back she snapped out of it and hugged it to her chest tightly. She gently smiled at you and said she absolutely loved it. After that she placed it on her bookbag and hasn't taken it off since. She is super flirty to you but if you so much as say she looks pretty she will turn into a blushing mess and not be able to look at you for at least 10 minutes. If you ask her to teach you and instrument she will absolutely agree. If you are a slow learner it's ok, She has all the patience in the world for you. If you learn quickly she will eventually start playing musica with you. It doesn't matter what type of music you like she definitely has a playlist of all your favorite songs that she listens to when she misses you.

Hagakure is definitely the type of yandere to stalk you any chance she gets. She would have major problems approaching you cause she thinks you're too good for her. She honestly thinks that you are absolutely one of the most perfect beings in the universe. Her quirk literally makes her invisible so she could stand directly next to you and you would never know. It may sound a bit creepy, and she is well aware of this, but she likes to watch you sleep. She loves how peaceful you look when you're having a good dream. If you were to sleep walk/sleep talk she will let you do whatever it is you do as she finds it adorable. If she thinks you might hurt yourself in your sleep she will gently lead you back to bed and tuck you in tightly. She will sometimes follow you for hours. When people ask her what she likes to do her reponse is "being with y/n". It sounds normal enough to not cause suspicion but it's still the truth, she does love being with you! You just Don't know she's there most of the time...

Tsu is the type of yandere to be extremely sweet to almost everyone but if they so much as look at you wrong that switch flips fast. So basically Tsu is overprotective central. She will protect you from any harm that comes your way. She has a dead serious glare that is honestly scarrier that original Bakugo. She loves to cuddle up next to you in the sunshine on a warm day. She doesn't like intense heat but she loves sunlight. She will curl up next to the pool and just sunbathe with you if you want. If you love swimming she will take you swimming all the time. She uses her excuse of being able to breath under water as a way to kiss you. Let me explain, she will press your lips together and blow air into your mouth so you can stay underwater with her. She will 100% take selfies with you any chance she gets. She actually has a locked folder on her phone called 🐸 ~ My Darling ~ 🐸 with over 500 pictures of you.

Aizawa is like a father type yandere to you. He's gonna be super duper protective of you. If a villain tries to attack you while your in class (because Class 1-A is just a villain attack magnet) you’re the first one he thinks about protecting. He knows it's wrong to have a favorite student but he just can't help it. Your just such an amazing person to him how could he not favorite you?! He absolutely is not afraid to show his favoritism to anyone. If Nezu comments on it aizawa will just be like "What are you gonna do, fire me? Who else would be willing to take care of those problems children?". If you accidentally mess something up he will just simply forgive you and tell you it's ok. Like once you and denki had a sleepover and forgot to do homework... Denki had to do 10 laps around the field and you got asked if you needed help on any of the questions. He definitely teaches you privately different skills that aren't related to your quirk.

Present Mic is like an extremely proud father. At any game or contest that he announces he scream out praise at every little thing you do. He's been asked about it before and his answer was just pure confusion. He doesn't understand that he might be focusing more on you than the actual thing he's supposed to be announcing, he just thinks that you're doing amazing and wants everyone to know. Mic is extremely handsy with you, of course in a fatherly type of way. He will often be seen with some type of contact with you. He will pat your back, ruffle your hair, hold your hand in crowded areas, ect. He will hangout with you and Aizawa in your dorm room as you all take turns picking a song to listen to. If you really like a certain band or singer Mic will get you both tickets to one of their concerts.

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honey-milk126 · 5 months ago

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Dating the MHA characters. (Pt.2)

Includes:Koji Koda,Mina Ashido,Tsuyu Asui, Ochaco Uraraka, Momo Yaoyorozu, Kyoka Jiro, Neito Monoma, Shota Aizawa, All Might.

A/n: sorry if I get the ages wrong, I googled them, I don't own the gifs, they do not belong to me at all!

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Koji Koda (16)

1. Loves to look at animals with you.

2. Buys you flowers every Friday.

3. Is still super shy with you.

4. Will talk with you, but not so often. (Like twice a day)

5. Amazing at keeping secrets.

6. Will get rid of bugs for you. (Even though he hates them)

7. Teaches you sign language. (If you don't know it.)

8. Loves to cuddle.

9. Tries to be protective of you. (Especially when mineta is around)

10. Gets you a ton of stuffed animals.

11. Loves to get you snacks.

12. Loves to cook for you.

13. Loves to brush your hair.

14. Loves to put flowers in your hair. (& make you flower crowns)

15. Loves Romance movies.

16. Nicknames for you: baby, puppy, my love, sweets, sweetheart.

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Mina Ashido (15)

1. Loves carnival dates

2. Loves to roller skate with you.

3. Loves to dance with you.

4. Loves to show you off.

5. Loves walks around the park.

6. You have bakugo to protect you from mineta.

7. Loves to cuddle you, while watching movies.

8. Loves to star gaze.

9. Likes to train with you.

10. Loves to try new foods.

11. Loves roller coasters. (But won't force you to go on them, if you don't like them)

12. Loves ice cream dates.

13. Loves to prank people. (Helps you prank mineta)

14. Loves to do your hair and nails.

15. Nicknames for you: babe, baby, pumpkin, my shooting star, my love, sweetie.

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Tsuyu Asui (15)

1. Loves to swim.

2. Will teach you how to swim, if you don't know how to.

3. Loves to teach you about her quirk. (Answers your questions happily)

4. Loves to cuddle.

5. Loves to dance in the rain.

6. Gets you frog plushies.

7. Hopes you like frogs.

8. Will take care of you if you get sick.

9. Loves to watch random movies.

10. Will people watch with you. (You judge them)

11. Has yelled a mineta for bugging you.

12. Loves to sleep on your chest.

13. Loves tik tok complications on YouTube.

14. Loves to walk in the rain.

15. Nicknames for you: babe, sweetie, my love, sweet heart, love, dear, baby.

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Ochaco Uraraka (15)

1. Gets embarrassed easily. (So no pda)

2. Loves movies.

3. Loves to walk around town

4. Loves to joke around.

5. Tries to spoil you, but loves it when you get her stuff. (Kinda)

6. Loves to look at animals with you

7. She lives to pick you flowers.

8. Hopes you like her parents.

9. Tries to live comfortably

10. Will fight for your safety

11. Has made mineta float to space for a day.

12. Hates when villains attack on date nights.

13. Loves to cuddle.

14. Will sleep on your chest.

15. Nicknames for you: My baby, love, dear, my star, my flame.

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Momo Yaoyorozu (15)

1. Loves to spoil you.

2. Gets you anything you look at.

3. Loves picnic dates.

4. Loves to cuddle

5. Loves to look at animals

6. Loves romance movies.

7. Loves to read with you.

8. Will help you study.

9. Loves to look at Christmas lights with you.

10. Loves to cook for you.

11. Loves when you do her hair.

12. Loves to get you flowers.

13. Loves to gossip and have tea with you.

14. Loves to go to cafe's with you.

15. Nicknames for you: babe, my flower, baby, my love, sweetie.

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Kyoka Jiro (15)

1. Loves to play you music

2. Loves to teach you how to play.

3. Will write you songs.

4. Loves to steal your clothes

5. Loves to wear your hoodies

6. Loves to sleep on your chest.

7. Loves to star gaze with you.

8. Loves to go to concerts with you.

9. Likes to watch scary movies with you

10. Loves to go on walks with you

11. Likes to write you notes

12. Loves to pick flowers.

13. Likes to make flower crowns.

14. Loves to dance with you

15. Nicknames for you: babe, my rock star, pumpkin, sweetie, love.

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Neito Monoma (16)

1. Gives you his clothes to wear.

2. You guys have inside jokes.

3. Has threatened class 1-A. (For you)

4. Has paid someone to send mineta away. (For your safety)

5. Loves to cuddle with you.

6. Loves when you sleep on his chest

7. Loves to mess with your hair.

8. Hopes you like his family.

9. Loves your family.

10. Loves to get you flowers.

11. Loves to make you notes.

12. Writes you love notes.

13. Loves to go o walks with you.

14. Has a ton of pictures of you.

15. Loves to star gaze with you.

16. Nicknames for you: babe, my love, sweet heart, dear, my queen.

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Shota Aizawa ( Age : 31, head cannons : 15)

1. Loves to sleep with you.

2. Loves when you make him lunch.

3. Loves to look at cats with you.

4. Loves when you mess with his hair.

5. Loves to fall asleep to movies.

6. Loves to cuddle.

7. Loves when you sleep on his chest.

8. Loves to get you flowers.

9. Tries to keep you safe. (No late night walks)

10. Loves when you wash his hair.

11. Gets you a kitten.

12. Loves to feed the stray kittens with you.

13. Loves to cook for you.

14. Loves to watch movies with you.

15. Nicknames for you: baby, kitty, my love, sweetie, my kitten.

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All Might ( Age: 58, head cannons : 14)

1. Loves when you cook for him.

2. Loves to cuddle.

3. Loves to watch movies with you.

4. Hates when he has to leave for work.

5. Tries to hire you a bodyguard.

6. Loves when you make him lunch.

7. Loves to go on walks with you.

8. Hates the paparazzi, especially when he's with you.

9. Tries to keep you safe.

10. Loves to have a movie night.

11. Loves when you wear his clothes.

12. Loves to get you new things. (He's spoiling you)

13. Keeps you away from the news.

14. Nicknames for you: babe, my love, dear, sweetie, sweet heart.

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End, let me know if I missed someone you wanna get head cannons for!

There will be a pt. 3 for the villians, and anyone else I missed.

I hope you enjoyed this!

(I kinda ran out of ideas for them sorry)

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im-ovulating · 1 year ago

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Now, hear me out....

I just can't get this idea out of my head:

It's a mini smut series. Each part is for a different underrated 1A boy, but interconnected. There will be two different endings, each with two different outcomes.

As I was getting ready to post this, I realized that the idea was akin to Aberration by @bakuhoes-dumbass , so to be on the safe side, I reached out and got permission. Aberration is so attention grabbing and (personally) keeps the you on the edge of your seat. It's 10x better than anything I'm gonna write for this, so check it out! Thanks again to @bakuhoes-dumbass for giving me the green light!

**Y/n is the new psychiatrist for the Yuei Institute for Dangerous Individuals (YIDI). But she's also the warden's niece -giving her more loopholes to wiggle through than your average psychotherapist. Cue the jailbird shenanigans when they get a whiff of their new toy.

Warnings: Contains slight passive hybristophillia, various talk of criminal behavior and non consensual/dubiously consented to actions and scenarios, do not read if you are sensitive to said topics!

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Prologue: A deeper introduction to the jailbirds

Let's get to know the inmates, shall we?

Chapter 1: Shoji Mezo- Convicted on multiple counts of gang-related torture; currently serving 3 life sentences with no chance of parole. Time incarcerated: 6 years, 4 months.

In which your first session with the sadist derails an a way you never expected. As it turns out, the jailbirds are missing more than just their freedom.

Chapter 2: Ojiro Mashirao- Convicted on 1 count of 1st degree murder following a confession refusal; currently serving 20 years with no chance of parole. Time incarcerated: 2 years, 9 months.

You survived your first day. What more could go wrong? A lot, apparently. After the surprisingly saucey session (ooh alliteration) with Shoji, you can confidently say you're better prepared for the type of inmates you're dealing with. Or so you thought...

Chapter 3: Tokoyami Fumikage- Convicted for the attempted murder of his best friend, claiming "the shadows told him to do it"; currently serving 15 years with a chance of parole after 5 years. Time incarcerated: 4 years, 8 months.

Your new deal is firmly in place, and you're prepared to do what you agreed to. You just didn't expect your end of the deal to be enforced again so soon. It's all in the name of helping... Right?

Chapter 4: Koji Koda- Convicted of arson, assault, and non-peaceful protesting of multiple animal testing facilities; currently serving 40 years with a chance of parole for $15,000 bond. Time incarcerated: 3 years, 7 months.

Animal rights activists can't be too scary... can they? You're a little less than a month into your new job, and it's going relatively smooth. The deal is going as planned, and you seem to be making progress. Turns out this activist isn't scary after all... He's downright terrifying.

Chapter 5 : Rikidou Sato- Convicted for drug trafficking and the assault of 5 police officers; currently serving 90 years with a chance of parole after 40 years. Time incarcerated: 1 month, 3 weeks, 2 days.

Marking the last day of your first month is your final first session. After today, you can confidently say that you know what to expect with your assigned inmates. That doesn't mean what you're to expect will be easy. Withdrawal really brings out the worst in people, doesn't it?

Epilogue 1: Every action has consequences... Unfortunately, Y/n engaged in the same action with 5 different people. So, which one is the reason for this consequence?

Mentions pregnancy and abortion, if you are sensitive to either of those topics, I'd advise you to redirect to Epilogue 2 for the second ending. Open ended/up to interpretation of the reader. Can be read for any of the inmates

Epilogue 2: Every action has consequences...Unfortunately, Y/n's bleeding heart is her consequence. But for whom does it bleed?

Contains an individual ending for each inmate. 'Pick your own ending' style

"Jailbirds" Coming Soon

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yandere-x-reader · 11 months ago

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🌸 The nicknames Koda, Sato, and Ayoama use for you

➼ Koda calls you Lovebug, Dovey, Bunny Boo, Cuddly Koala, Panda Bear, Wolfie, Sweet Pea, Deerling, Lovebird, Little lamb, Butterfly, Cuddle Bear, Lovebird, Little Chickadee, Kitty Cat, Dolphin Darling, little Duckling, precious Pup, Hummingbird, Nightingale, Little Bear, Thumper, pretty Swan, firefly, Honeybee, Axolotl.

➼ Sato calls you Sugar Plum, Honey Bun, Sweet Pea, Cupcake, Cookie Crumb, Jelly Bean, Marshmallow, Cinnamon Roll, Pumpkin Spice, Candy Apple, Vanilla, Blueberry Muffin, Sugar Cookie, Honeydew, Cocoa Bean, Buttercup, Coconut, Apple Pie, Snickerdoodle, Strawberry Shortcake, Peppermint, Carrot Cake, white chocolate, Honeycomb, Candy Corn, chocolate chip.

➼ Aoyama calls you darling, Sparkle, Glitterbug, Shimmer, Twinkle, Gleam, Radiant star, Glimmer, Dazzle, Sunshine, Firefly, Glow, Aurora, Stardust, Moonbeam, starlight, Flash, Brilliance, Shiny girl/boy, Crystal, Sparkling Gem, Gleaming Star, Shining Beacon, Radiant Spark.

Let me know which nicknames were your favorite and who I should do next ♡/Platonic heart

#koji koda x reader #rikido sato x reader #yuga aoyama x reader #nicknames

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zapreportsblog · 1 year ago

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↱ quiet bonds ↰

➘ summary : Koji Koda and (y/n) are two of the quiets kids in class 1A who knew when alone with one another they would have so much to say

➘ summary : Koji Koda x reader, Bnha x reader

➘ a/n : this dapper young lad needs more viewing

Koji Koda and (y/n) had always been the quiet ones in Class 1-A. While the boisterous personalities of their classmates filled the air, they found solace in their shared silence. Both found comfort in observing the world around them, their thoughts often flowing more freely than their words.

Though they rarely spoke up in class, there was an unspoken understanding between them. An understanding that their quietness didn't equate to loneliness or isolation.

They were content in each other's company, finding a sense of belonging in the midst of their introverted natures.

Their bond grew stronger over time, forged during moments of shared eye contact and subtle nods of agreement during class discussions. A single look could convey a multitude of emotions, and they both found a sense of camaraderie in that.

It was after school, once the hustle and bustle of the day had faded away, that Koji and (y/n) truly came alive.

They would find themselves sitting beneath the shade of a tree in the campus courtyard, away from the noise and chaos. The serene atmosphere allowed them to let down their guard and truly be themselves.

Their conversations were a symphony of laughter, sharing stories, dreams, and their perspectives on the world. From the mundane to the profound, they explored every topic that came to mind.

Their words flowed effortlessly, unhindered by the constraints of a noisy classroom.

As they talked, Koji and (y/n) discovered common interests they had never known they shared. Their quiet nature didn't prevent them from being curious souls, eager to learn about each other's lives.

They found joy in simple pleasures: the way the wind rustled the leaves, the patterns of the clouds, and the songs of birds echoing through the air.

While their classmates might have seen them as "the quiet ones," Koji and (y/n) knew better. In each other's presence, they were anything but silent.

Their friendship was a reminder that connections could be built on more than just words – sometimes, it was the unspoken moments that carried the most weight.

As the weeks went on and the months rolled by, Koji and (y/n)'s friendship deepened. They became each other's confidants, sharing their hopes, fears, and aspirations without reservation. The quiet moments they spent together felt like a sanctuary from the world, a place where their voices could finally be heard.

One day, as they sat beneath their favorite tree, Koji turned to (y/n) with a shy smile. "You know," he began, his voice barely above a whisper, "I've always admired your ability to express so much without saying much at all."

(y/n) chuckled softly, a warm blush gracing their cheeks. "And I've always admired your kindness, Koji. You have a way of making everyone feel comfortable, even without many words."

Their exchange of compliments brought a gentle warmth to the air, solidifying the genuine bond they had formed. Despite their quiet demeanors, they had found in each other a place where their voices could flourish.

As the seasons changed, Koji and (y/n) began to take small steps beyond their comfort zones. They occasionally shared their thoughts during class discussions, offering insights that surprised their classmates and even themselves. The newfound confidence they drew from each other's presence began to ripple into other aspects of their lives.

One day, Koji proposed an idea that made (y/n)'s eyes light up. "What if we started a small nature club?" he suggested.

"We could explore the campus grounds, observe the local wildlife, and maybe even help with the school garden."

The idea resonated with (y/n), and soon enough, they had gathered a small group of like-minded classmates who shared their appreciation for the quiet beauty of the world around them.

Together, they embarked on journeys of discovery, finding their voices not only in their friendship but also in their shared passion for nature.

Their efforts didn't go unnoticed by their peers and teachers. The transformation that Koji and (y/n) had undergone was inspiring, a testament to the power of friendship and the courage to step outside of one's comfort zone.

Their classmates began to see them not just as the quiet kids, but as individuals with a unique perspective and a meaningful contribution to make.

The journey of self-discovery and friendship continued to weave its threads through their lives. Through every smile, every shared laugh, and every moment of reflection, Koji and (y/n) found a deeper connection that defied the constraints of their initial silence.

In each other's company, they had found a safe haven where they could be their true selves, where words flowed freely and unburdened by expectations.

And as they continued to explore the world around them, their voices grew stronger, their bond tighter, and their friendship an embodiment of the quiet strength that had always existed within them.

#x reader #x reader oneshot #x reader one shot #bnha imagine #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x you #koji koda #Koji Koda imagine #Koji Koda imagines #Koji Koda x reader #Koji Koda x y/n #Koji Koda x you #my hero academia #my hero academia imagine #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia imagines #my hero academia masterlist

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frickingnerd · 1 year ago

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dating kouji kouda

pairing: kouji koda x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, established relationship, soft boy!kouji

kouji is such a soft and gentle boyfriend!

you are going to be his first partner and he's going to try his hardest to make you happy!

he's always carrying your bags, holding the doors open for you and buying you flowers and chocolate

the honeymoon phase just never seems to end with him!

since he is training to be a hero, he's trying so hard to protect you and keep you away from the things he has to face every day

and yet, you still end up being the one to protect and take care of him in your everyday life

you might not be able to physically defend him, but you certainly can help him by ordering his food for him and making sure the waitress doesn't put any pickles on it!

the two of you often go on dates to the zoo or have picnics in the park. sometimes you'll even go hiking in the woods or to a vegan restaurant!

kouji gets along well with your friends, but he's going to be a bit nervous the first time you introduce him to them as your boyfriend

he's a bit insecure about the guys in your friend group. it's not like he doesn't trust you, but his self esteem isn't that high and sometimes he worries you'll leave him for someone else

you always assure him that you'll never be able to find anyone better than him!

he'll get really flustered and his cheeks turn pink when you say that

sometimes he'll still blush when you kiss him or hold his hand

he just can't believe how lucky he was to end up dating someone as amazing as you!

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n1ght0f-nyx · 3 months ago

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Pt 2- the birth

the mha boys holding their newborn for the first time

requested by @thrivingaintmything tags/warnings- pregnancy and childbirth, aged up (post-canon) nothing overly negative, super corny, this will probably be continued characters- izuku midoryria, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, denki kamanari, ejirio Kirishima, fumikage tokoyami, koji koda, mezo shoji, tamaki amajiki, hanta sero, tenya iida

izuku midoryria

izuku’s hands shook slightly as he cradled the tiny bundle against his chest. The delivery had been long and exhausting, but he hadn’t left your side for a second. Now, as he stared down at his newborn, the reality of it all was still sinking in.

The baby made a small noise, and Izuku’s breath hitched. His instincts kicked in, and he adjusted his hold, gently rocking back and forth. “Hey, it’s okay,” he whispered, his voice soft but steady. He was tired—more exhausted than he’d ever been—but there was no room for that now.

He was already overthinking, cataloging every piece of advice he’d read about newborn care, every tip he’d received from friends. But when the baby settled against him, breathing evenly, he allowed himself a moment to just feel. His hand brushed over the baby’s head, a tiny smile playing on his lips.

“Welcome to the world,” he murmured, his heart full and his mind finally quiet.

katsuki bakugo

Bakugo was quieter than usual, his explosive energy tempered as he paced the room, rocking the newborn in his arms. It was strange, feeling something so small and fragile in his grasp, but he held them with a surprising gentleness, his movements careful and precise.

He hadn’t left your side since you went into labor, but now that the baby was here, he found himself even more on edge. Every sound the baby made, every shift in their tiny body, had him on high alert. It wasn’t fear—Bakugo didn’t do fear—it was more of an intense need to protect.

He refused to hand the baby off to anyone else, his jaw set in determination. When the baby fussed, he’d bounce them gently, muttering under his breath about how “stubborn” they were, but there was a softness in his voice that hadn’t been there before. When you looked at him, he’d grunt something about needing to be strong, for both of you, but the way he cradled the baby said everything his words couldn’t.

shoto todoroki

Shoto held his daughter with a steady hand, his eyes focused on her tiny face as she blinked up at him, her mismatched eyes—one blue, one the colour of yours—mirroring his own heterochromia. He sat beside your hospital bed, the room filled with the quiet sounds of her breathing and the steady beeping of the machines.

“She’s so small,” he murmured, mostly telling himself, his voice low and calm. He didn’t say much, but you could see the wheels turning in his head, a million thoughts running through his mind.

He was meticulous in how he held her, careful not to let his temperature fluctuate. You noticed how he glanced at the thermostat in the room more than once, making sure the temperature was perfect for her. It was just like him to worry about things like that.

When she started fussing, he didn’t panic. He gently rocked her, his movements precise, almost methodical, as he figured out what she needed. When she finally settled, he gave you a small nod, as if to say, “I’ve got this.”

There was no grand declaration of love or overwhelming emotion—just a quiet, unspoken resolve to do things right, to be the father she needed. As he cradled her, you could see the determination in his eyes, a promise that he would protect her, no matter what.

denki kamanari

Denki had always been the life of the party, the one with the jokes and the energy, but now, holding his newborn, he was struck silent. The delivery had been intense—he’d been a mix of excitement and nerves, trying to keep the mood light, but now all that energy had drained away, leaving only awe.

He stared down at the baby, a goofy smile spreading across his face. “Hey, little one,” he whispered, his voice almost reverent. He wiggled a finger near the baby’s tiny hand, and when the baby grasped it, Denki’s grin widened. “You’ve got a strong grip there. Just like your mom.”

As the baby squirmed, Denki rocked them gently, the reality of fatherhood sinking in. “I’m gonna be the best dad ever,” he promised quietly, his usual bravado tempered with genuine sincerity.

Denki was a mix of exhaustion and excitement, his eyes wide with wonder as he held the baby close to his chest. “Look at this little spark,” he whispered his shit pun, his voice filled with awe. The baby was calm in his arms, tiny fingers gripping his shirt, and Denki couldn’t stop smiling.

He was clumsy at first, struggling to figure out how to hold the baby without feeling like he was going to drop them. But once he found his rhythm, he was all in, doting on the newborn with a tenderness that surprised even him.

When the baby cried, Denki’s initial reaction was panic—frantic searches through baby books and quick Google searches on his phone. But after a few trial-and-error attempts, he figured out how to soothe them, usually by softly humming a rhythmless tune he made up on the spot.

ejirio Kirishima

Kirishima was all nerves and excitement as he held his daughter, his hands surprisingly steady for someone who had been pacing the room only moments before. He looked down at her, a grin spreading across his face as she grabbed onto his finger with that weird strength that newborns often have

“Look at that grip,” he whispered, his voice full of awe. “She’s gonna be tough, just like her mom.”

Despite his usual upbeat nature, he was careful, his rough exterior softened as he cradled her in his arms. You noticed how his eyes flickered with concern every time she made a noise, ready to jump into action if she so much as whimpered.

When it came time to change her, he didn’t shy away, though his hands fumbled a bit with the tiny buttons and straps. “I’ve got this, I can do this,” he muttered under his breath, his face scrunched in concentration. It wasn’t perfect, but he managed, and when he was done, he looked up at you with a wide grin, proud of himself for getting it right.

His enthusiasm was infectious, and despite the exhaustion, you found yourself smiling along with him. There was no doubt in your mind that he was going to be a great dad—determined, loving, and always ready to tackle whatever came his way, just like he tackled everything else in life.

fumikage tokoyami

Tokoyami cradled the baby in his arms with a quiet reverence, his usually stoic face softened by the sight before him. The room was dimly lit, Dark Shadow hovering nearby, unusually subdued as it peered curiously at the newborn. Tokoyami glanced at the spirit and whispered, “Gently,” as if reminding both himself and his companion of the delicate life they now cared for.

He moved with careful precision, every action deliberate as he rocked the baby in a soothing rhythm. His usual brooding nature was still present, but there was a new lightness to him, as if the weight of fatherhood had given him a deeper sense of purpose.

When the baby cried, Tokoyami didn’t panic. He approached the situation with the same calm he brought to battle, analyzing what the baby needed and responding accordingly. Whether it was a feeding or a change, he handled it with a quiet efficiency. In the stillness of the night, he would hum low, calming melodies to the baby, his deep voice resonating through the room. He wasn’t one for grand gestures, but his actions spoke volumes.

koji koda

Koda was a bundle of nerves as he held the baby for the first time, his large hands surprisingly gentle around the tiny, delicate body. He had been quiet throughout the delivery, not out of lack of emotion, but because he was overwhelmed by the gravity of the moment.

Now, with the baby cradled against his chest, he was in awe. He didn’t say much, only murmuring soft reassurances, both to the baby and to himself. He was naturally nurturing, and it showed in the way he instinctively rocked the baby, his movements slow and deliberate.

He had always been a man of few words, and this moment was no different. He didn’t need to speak to express the overwhelming love and protectiveness he felt. It was there in the way he held her, so gently, as if she was the most precious thing in the world.

A small bird fluttered onto the windowsill of the room, chirping quietly. Koda glanced at it, then back at his daughter, his shy smile growing. He had always been more comfortable with animals, but as he sat there, he realized that he had never felt more at peace than he did now, holding his little girl.

When the baby fussed, he’d mumbled quiet, high-pitched words, the same way he did when talking to animals. It worked, the baby quieting as they settled against him. He wasn’t overly confident, but he was determined to be the best father he could be. He knew he had a lot to learn, but he approached it with the same gentle determination he brought to everything else in life.

Koda didn’t need to say it out loud—you could see it in his eyes, the quiet determination to be there for her, to protect her with all the strength he had.

mezo shoji

Shoji held his daughter carefully, all six of his tentacle arms prepared for anything with practised precision as he adjusted her swaddle, making sure she was comfortable. His eyes, usually so calm and composed, were filled with a quiet intensity as he looked down at her, taking in every detail of her tiny features.

He was a man of action, not words, and this moment was no different. He didn’t need to say anything to convey how much he cared—you could see it in the way he moved, the way he held her with such gentle strength.

She fussed a bit, her tiny fists waving in the air, and Shoji immediately shifted, one of his hands reaching out to gently rock her. His movements were smooth, almost instinctive, as if he had been preparing for this moment his entire life.

When she finally settled, he looked up at you, his eyes meeting yours. There was no need for words—the connection between the two of you, and now the three of you, was stronger than ever. He gave you a small nod, his way of saying, “We’re in this together.”

As he sat there, holding his daughter, Shoji couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. He knew that this was just the beginning, and he was ready for whatever challenges lay ahead.

tamaki amajiki

Tamaki was hesitant at first, his usual anxiety heightened by the sheer responsibility of holding their newborn. His hands trembled slightly as he adjusted the blanket around the baby, his expression a mix of awe and fear. “she's.. so small,” he murmured, more to himself than to you.

But despite his nerves, Tamaki was surprisingly capable. Once he got over the initial shock, he found himself falling into a rhythm, his natural sensitivity making him attuned to the baby’s needs. He wasn’t the most confident, but he was gentle and caring, always making sure the baby was comfortable.

Tamaki sat in the corner of the hospital room, his daughter cradled carefully in his arms. He was quiet, more so than usual, his eyes wide with a mixture of awe and fear. He had always been nervous, but this was a different kind of nervousness—a deep, bone-shaking fear of not being enough, of not knowing how to handle this new responsibility.

She was so small, so delicate, and he couldn’t help but feel like he was going to mess something up. His hands shook slightly as he held her, his mind racing with a thousand worries. Was she comfortable? Was she too warm? Too cold?

When she started to fuss, he froze, his heart pounding in his chest. He glanced at you, panic in his eyes, but you gave him a reassuring smile, reminding him that he wasn’t alone in this. Taking a deep breath, he gently rocked her, his movements hesitant at first but gradually becoming more confident as she began to settle.

Tamaki’s anxiety didn’t disappear, but as he sat there, holding his daughter, he felt a small spark of something else—something like hope. He wasn’t sure if he could do this, but he was determined to try, to be there for her in every way he could.

When she finally drifted off to sleep, Tamaki let out a shaky breath, relief washing over him. He looked up at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and determination. “I… I’ll do my best,” he whispered, you couldnt tell if he was promising you or himself, but it was still a promise

hanta sero

Sero was all grins as he held his daughter, his easygoing nature shining through even in this moment of overwhelming responsibility. He looked down at her, his eyes wide with wonder as she blinked up at him, her tiny hands grasping at the air.

“Hey there, little one,” he said softly, his voice filled with a mixture of excitement and disbelief. He still couldn’t quite believe that he was holding his daughter, that this tiny person was his.

He sat cross-legged on the floor beside your hospital bed, his daughter in his arms, gently rocking her as she slept. The usual grin was gone, replaced by a look of quiet focus. He hadn’t said much since she was born, too wrapped up in making sure she was okay.

You noticed how he kept things light, making little jokes to keep the mood relaxed.

“You’ve got her smile,” he commented, glancing up at you with a tired but genuine grin of his own. He shifted slightly, adjusting her in his arms so she was more comfortable.

Sero wasn’t one to overthink things—he just did what needed to be done. When she started to squirm, he didn’t panic, just adjusted his hold and softly whispered to her until she calmed down. It was natural, almost instinctive, the way he moved, his usual laid-back demeanor tempered with a new sense of purpose.

As the night wore on, you caught him humming softly to her, a quiet tune you recognized from when he used to sing to you. It wasn’t perfect, but it was real—just like him.

tenya iida

Tenya had been the picture of control throughout the entire birth—focused, organized, and completely in command. But now, as he stood by the hospital bed, holding his newborn daughter, there was a hint of vulnerability in his eyes.

He was gentle, cradling her with an almost surprising tenderness given his usual precision. He looked down at her, and for a moment, the disciplined, determined hero you knew was replaced by a new father, unsure but filled with a quiet determination.

“She’s so small,” he said, his voice low, almost in awe. You saw him swallow hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he tried to keep his emotions in check.

He didn’t fumble—Tenya never fumbled—but there was a carefulness in his movements, as if he was afraid of doing something wrong. When she stirred and let out a small cry, he immediately began to soothe her, his hand gently rubbing her back as he whispered reassurances.

Throughout the night, Tenya was a constant presence, attentive and thorough. He checked on both you and the baby regularly, making sure everything was just right. There was no grand gesture, no sweeping declarations—just Tenya, being there, steady and reliable, just as he’d always been.

izuku midoryria, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, denki kamanari, ejirio Kirishima, fumikage tokoyami, koji koda, mezo shoji, tamaki amajiki, hanta sero, tenya iida

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mytheoristavenue · 5 months ago

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MHA - How they comfort you - I

Dedicated to my dear friend @marsoverthestars.

Summary: Your peers notice you've hit a rough patch lately and want to help.

Warnings: Pure fluff, comfort, mentions of depression, mentions of unhealthy habits.

It was no secret: you were going through it. Life was ju8st currently putting you through the wringer and you were beginning to feel like a damp, laundered rag. Due to having a quirk heavily affected by your emotions, every soul around you could feel your upset, as if your depressive mood chipped the very paint off the walls. Luckily for you, they know just the trick to help you out of your funk!

Yuga Aoyama:

"Out of bed, mon amie." Yuga chirped, letting himself into your room, throwing the curtains open. You hissed at the sudden flood of light.

"Aoyama, shut the curtains!" you protested, pulling your comforter over your head and rolling over.

"Not today, cheri," He persisted, tearing your covers from you.

"You've been locked away in this dungeon for far too long, my dear, and I'm afraid you're beginning to smell." He smirked, pulling you out of bed by your wrist, forcefully but with care.

"Gee, thanks..." you grumbled, rubbing your eyes, nonchalantly sniffing your underarm before wincing. "Fuck, I do smell."

"Langauge, amie," He reminded, sifting through your dresser. "But yes, you do, and worse than that, you're loosing your sparkle and that simply won't do." He stood straight, a bundle of clothes in his arms, smiling warmly. "For this time only, I will grant you access to my luxury bath salts, so make sure and enjoy them while you can."

He shooed you out of your own room, shoving your clothes into your arms. "No off with you, towels warm and the bathwater is boiling. Go take care of yourself, darling."

Mina Ashido:

Mina hadn't seen any sign of you in days, worrying her to bits. She knew you tended to seclude yourself when you were down, and she did try to respect that. She'd comb through TikTok, bombarding your inbox with memes, edits of your favorite characters, and 'us' slideshows, but when you would simply heart them (if you responded at all), she couldn't take it anymore.

"(Y/N), are you in there?" She asked cautiously from the hall, knocking softly. "Can I come in, please? I miss you!"

You trudge to the door, wrapped in melancholy and a stale blanket. "What is it, Mina?" To your surprise, she threw her arms around you, tearing up as she saw your disheveled state.

"Whatever it is, I'm sorry!" she lamented, squeezing you tightly. "Whatever is bothering you, we can talk about it, please don't shut yourself away from me!" You'd never seen her so upset outside of battle. She was typically so bubbly, was she that concerned. "Everyone's so worried about you..."

"M-Me...?"" you repeat, not having realized how important you were to others.

"Please, if you won't come out, at least let me in..." she begged, pulling back with an earnest look, onyx scaleras glistening with worry. To her relief and yous, you relented, letting her inside.

Tsuyu Asui:

Tsu had noticed you withdrawing from your peers long before you actually had. First, you wouldn't talk as much in class, then you began eating lunch alone and declining invites out, and then, one day, you disappeared entirely.

She wasn't entirely sure how to go about comforting you, but it was obvious to her you were having a hard time. At first, she just left you alone, thinking you might have needed space, but then she began to wonder if there was something more she could do. Then it came to her, she was a big sister, she was so good at giving comfort to others. She'd just do for you what she'd do her her siblings.

"You you like a hug, ribbit?" the question caught you off guard as you stood in the kitchen, drink in hand, one of the rare occasions you left your room.

"What?"

"I've noticed you've been having a hard time, would you like a hug, ribbit?" She asked, offering you her arms. "I know being part frog, I'm a little awkward to hug, but when my little siblings were upset, I'd-" You didn't care how her slouched back back it odd for you to do it, you wrapped your arms around her, tears streamiong down your face.

"Yes, a hug would be wonderful, Tsu..." you answered with a sniffle. "Thank you." She happily enveloped you in a warm embrace, stroking her thumbs over your shoulders.

"Happy to help, ribbit," she beamed, resting her head on your shoulder. "I'm happy to give you as many hugs as you like, anytime you like..."

Tenya Iida:

Tenya was smart, obviously, but he was still a novice when it came to relationships with his peers and handling interactions. That's why when you began skipping class, he, as class president took it upon himself to hand deliver your homework, along with a stern talking to about attendance. That earned him a door slamming in his face, to nobody's suprise.

Now he knows better. Though it goes against his morals, he cuts you slack, visiting you every day briefly. Papers slide under your door in stacks. Neatly written notes, mock tests, and graded homework, all with nothing less than A's. You haven't done your homework in a week. Among the pages, one day, a letter appears, reading:

"I understand I am still learning how to be a friend, and you are teaching me new ways to be a better one. I appreciate that. I also understand I can't take your woes off your plate, so, even though I find it wrong, I will take on what of your burdens I can. I hope we can talk soon, but until then, take all the time away from school that you need. You will have perfect grades to come back to."

Ochako Uraraka:

'Good morning!' 'Goodnight!' 'How do you feel today?' It seemed like your phone never stopped dinging from how many times a day she texted you. Not only that but she'd check in on you in person multiple times a day as well, especially if you didn't answer any of her texts. She'd bring you breakfast in the mornings and dinner in the evening, catch you up on current events.

Eventually, you wound up letting her stay longer each time, texting her back longer replies. Before you knew it, you were texting/talking for hours. She'd send you a meme and you'd send one back. She'd tell you who liked who in the toher classes and you actually began to care.

You didn't even notice when the worries of your depressive episode began to fade into the background, the excitement of waking up to a good morning text lighting up your day each and every time.

Mashirao Ojiro:

It wasn't clear how it came to this, but here you were, cradled in Mashiroa's lap, tail curled around you securely. "Shhh, it's okay, let it out." he murmured, chin resting atop your head, thumbs stoking your skin with such care as he rocked you back and forth, letting you cry and vent your frustrations.

He hadn't needed to ask, he didn't beg you to talk. He simply knocked on your door and engulfed you in a warm, wordless embrace, the moment you opened it, holding you against him until you stopped resisting. You were rewarded for your surrender with his fingers gently raking through your hair. And then, you ended up like this.

"It's all gonna be okay, I promise." He swore, pressing a kiss to your temple as he felt your breathing calm. You'd cried yourself to sleep in his arms. He was just glad to see your pain fading away, even if momentarily.

Denki Kaminari:

"Why'd you stop answering your phone?" Denki asked, leaning into your doorway. "I've been worried sick."

"It died," you said dismissively. In truth, you doom-scrolled the battery to death.

"Charge it, maybe?" he deadpanned, cocking a brow at you.

"Lost my brick." you answered numbly, moving to shut the door, simply wanting to crawl back into bed, only to have his foot come between it and the frame.

"Bullshit," he called, pushing his way into your room, kicking out of his shoes and crawling into your bed without care in the world. "C'mon," he patted the space beside you, rolling his eyes at your befuddled expression. He swiped your chord off the nightstand, popping it in his mouth. "Bring me your phone." he said, words muffled by the charged between his teeth.

Your shoulders slumped as you came closer, handing it over, watching him plug the chord into it before holding the power button and bringing it back to life. Reluctantly, you crawled under the covers with him. "What are you doing?" you asked as he opened the Youtube app.

"You look like you could use a laugh," he smirked fingers tapping across the keyboard. The search bar read 'kids getting hurt'.

Eijiro Kirishima:

Eijiro sat on the outside of your door, rapping softly against it near the bottom. "Talk to me, please?" He asked, defeated. "I wanna help..." He had been at this for hours, listening to you cry on the other side of the locked door. He finally sighed, shifting into a more comfortable position. "We don't have to talk, if you don't wanna, we could just chill..."

Ten minutes pass and still, your only response to his coaxing are sobs not even meant for him. "I'm not exactly cuddly, but I could give you a hug?" he offered, knowing it was futile. "We could watch a movie, just lay in bed." he swallowed hard, rolling his stiff neck. "Just let me know you're okay..."

Still, he got no answer and part of him began to wonder if he was doing more harm than good. "Want me to just go...?"

"...No..." your soft voice came from the other side- inches away. When had you moved closer? It didn't matter. His fingers slipped under the crack of the door as a sympathetic smile crept across his face, widening when he felt yours graze them.

"I'm not goin' anywhere," he reassured kindly. "We don't gotta talk, I'll stay out here all night if I have to. Until you're ready for more than company."

Koji Koda:

Koji had no idea how to help soothe your pain as shy as he was. He could hardly talk to you in person, what could he possibly do? Well, he did have your social media, and he knew your favorite animal...

At exact times, staggered throughout the day, your phone would buzz, always with a message from him saying something like: 'I hope you're doing okay today!" with an attachment of a cute video or picture of your favorite animal. Sometimes they'd come with a little factoid about the animal.

It wasn't much, but he put a good deal of effort into this ritual, always making sure the messages, facts, and media were never the same. Little did he know, his efforts weren't in vain, they meant everything to you.

Rikido Sato:

Rikido had many flaws, but if there was one thing he was an expert at, it was keeping an index of everyone's tastes, and baking. That's why when he noticed you beginning to pull away from your friends, he was quick to jump into action. He wasn't one for confrontation, but acts of service were how he showed he cared.

He knew you favored a certain flavor, and he challenged himself to see how far he could take that knowledge. What all could he do with the extract of one flavor?

You were taken back when you began finding treats waiting for you outside your room every day. Poundcake on Monday, cupcakes on Tuesday, tarts on Wednesday, and so on and so forth. After a week or so, he was beginning to sweat, having scoured the internet and every book on his shelf for new recipes.

On the eighth day, while setting a beautifully wrapped box of cookies at your door, he jumped out of his skin, looking up to find your feet in front of him. "Sato..." you muttered, smiling sadly down at him as he bashfully stood, hulking over you.

"S-Sorry to bug you, just uh..." he explained sheepishly, lifting the package off the floor and handing it over directly. "I-I made you some cookies and..."

"Thank you..." you smiled, holding them to your chest. "You're so sweet." He was delighted to see such a genuine look of joy in your tired eyes. He felt like he'd found you after a long search.

"There you are..." he smiled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Missed you..."

I hope these help lift yall's spirits! There will be more, I promise!

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thehighlordishere · 11 months ago

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𝐌𝐇𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Adults or heroes here

Prompts

Múltiple

-Kissing them under the mistletoe

Izuku

Bakugo

-having a crush on you

Todoroki

-Ice skating (Christmas theme) reblog

Includes: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Denki kaminari, Ejiro Kirishima, and Sero Hanta.

Kirishima

Iida

Kaminari

Momo

xfembutchreader

Ochaco

Asui

Jiro

xfembutchreader

Tokoyami

Mina

Hagakure

Shoji

WHY IS THERE SO MANY

Aoyama

Ojiro

Sato

Sero

Koda

HOW MANY MORE?!

Oh, no more ahah

I WILL WRITE FOR OTHER STUDENTS! Just send request

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sweet1delusi0ns · 4 months ago

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Class 1A boys being called pretty──☆*:・ﾟ

MHA + fem!reader

Established ! Relationships

Characters: Izuku, katsuki, Shoto, Tenya, Eijirou, Denki, Sero, Tokoyami, Aoyama, Ojiro, Sato, Shoji, Koji!

IZUKU~

“Hey pretty boy!” “Erm no. I prefer…handsome” “speak up!” “I said I prefer to be called handsome.” He grumbles “Well pretty Boy rolls off the tongue better so I’m sticking to it. Now get to class, pretty boy~” “but- I..- fine…thanks for the compliment…” he walks away mopey but flustered by the compliment. Later he says how he doesn’t mind you calling him that, but he’s stubborn so he mumbles while explaining that he doesn’t mind

KATSUKI~

“How’s your day pretty boy?” You sneak up in hun so he didn’t realize it was you “WHO SAID THAT? IM GUNNA K- oh” he turns around to see you with an unimpressed look “sorry…was that you who called me that?” “Uh yeah…?” “Hm. Whatever, I GUESS it’s fine.” Later he asks you to call him pretty again while cuddling after school but shhh don’t tell anyone-

SHOTO~

“Hey babe!” He was currently sitting in the lunch room alone waiting for you “hi y/n…” “youre looking very pretty today~ you almost sparkle” you joke “I sparkle? Is there glitter on me?” “No…it’s a joke. But you do look pretty!” “Oh…thank you love…” he whispers that last part since he’s somewhat caught off guard, he never really thought someone would call him attractive let alone pretty

TENYA~

Rarely do you see him without glasses so when he took them off to clean them you had to say something. “You’re really pretty…” “hm?” “You. You’re really pretty” his jaw drops along with his glasses. He picks them up and puts them back on before turning away from you to calm down “why would y/n say that, is it just because I’m her boyfriend or is it genuine?” He whispered “I can hear you pretty boy!” “AGH!”

EIJIROU~

“You’re kinda pretty…” You say holding your cheek “what?” “You’re kinda pretty.” “What no really…?” “Yeah really~” “ah jeez…thanks y/n…” it really made him feel better, like REALLY he wouldn’t leave you alone for the rest of the week. Through out the day you could hear him say “do it again!” “Please!!!” “Just call me pretty one more time?” But not in front of anyone! He can’t be caught being soft even though it’s obvious

DENKI~

“How was class pretty boy?” He just sits there with a dumb look at he thinks for a second “what?!” “How was your class?” “NO! The other thing.” “Pretty boy?” “Huehehehe yeah” he sits there biting his lip looking dumb “ok I’m never calling you that again.” “NO that’s NOT fair!” “Then stop being stupid.”

SERO~

“Aw Man cant You Call me anything else? Maybe dashing or something?” “Aw whyy? You don’t like being called pretty?” “Well…not in front of everyone, no.” He whispers “but I guess it’s ok…please call me that in private later…” “don’t worry I will!”

TOKOYAMI~

“You’re honestly kinda pretty…never really thought about it but you’re really majestic” he blinks a few times before responding “I literally have a bird head how is that pretty?” “Birds are really pretty…don’t you think?” You say softly “Uhm…yes some bird are very beautiful” you flash a smile “exactly” he closes his eyes and crosses his arms, once you look away he smiles

AOYAMA~

Dude he loves it?! “Hey pretty boy” “well I am quiet pretty aren’t I?” He winks “just take the compliment.” He pouts “fine…just say it again” “ugh…you’re very pretty..and sparkly” “you are the love of my life~!” He says with actual tears in his eyes

OJIRO~

“Why pretty?” “Why not?” “i guess you have a point” you nod, he starts to fiddle with his tail before speaking “you really think I’m attractive? Let alone pretty?” You scoff “hell yeah!” “Wow…thanks!” He hugs his tail with a dumb smile

SATO~

“You look reallyyy pretty when you’re focused on baking!” He looks away from the counter and over to you “what?” “You look pretty Sato!” He inhaled and gives you a wiggly smile “thanks y/n! I’ll make you some cookies too…” he says almost shyly

SHOJI~

He was changing his mask infront of you and you decided to speak up “you know all those scars look really pretty on you” “…w-what?” “You look pretty! With and without your mask” “uhm well..I uh- you know…thank you.” He lets his head fall in embarrassment, but also feeling confident after what you said. “Even prettier when you blush” “STOP”

KOJI~

“Hey pretty boy!” “*squeals*” end of story.

Jk; “hey pretty boy!” He looks over at you, before covering his face with his hands, letting out a whiny “stop,stop,stop…” “haha! I’m just trying to compliment you! You deserve it?” “*squealing noises* stop…” “why?” “He peaks his eye out of his hands “because…I can’t handle it…”

Hi….this ain’t proof read😋

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yandere-class-1a · 11 months ago

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Class 1a as mermaids and mermaid and reader as a human-like one day reader finds a trapped mermaid and they save them and now that mermaids tell the other mermaids about the humans and their will to meet the reader

Author Note: I tired my best to work on this and keep it from going to far of track so I really hope you like it. I actually headcanoned what each on of their tails would look like so if you want that just send in another ask! It's perfectly fine if you have your own ideas though ♡

On a warm summer night, as the moon cast its gentle glow upon the beach and the wind sung a sweet lullaby, you some how found yourselves tossing and turning, unable to drift of into your dream world for the third time this week. Frustrated, you decided to go on a late-night stroll along the deserted shoreline of the pink sand beach. You weren't sure the actual name, maybe it was the romantic settings or probably the pink tinted sand, but most people called it Soulmates Beach.

As you walked along the shore line and in the moons soft glow, the rhythmic crashing of the waves provided a soothing soundtrack to your thoughts. Almost forgetting your frustration at not being able to sleep you become lost in the beauty of the night. That was until your eyes caught sight of something peculiar in the water. A glimmering pink and yellow tail, trapped in a net, struggled against the unforgiving holds of captivity.

You paused for a second thinking it might be a large fish if some kind. However you quickly dashed towards the thrashing net as you saw a human arm hand grab at the net from the inside. To your amazement you discovered it was a living breathing mermaid. You freeze for a second once again. No way is that a real mermaid, you thought to yourself, it's every kids dream to meet some type of mystic creature! However you quickly snap out of it once you hear a distressed chirp come from Mina.

It took you a few minutes and using a shell as a knife but you finally manage to free her from the entanglement. Grateful and relieved Mina let out a small thank you purr before swimming deep into the ocean and returning to her mermaid pack. The news spread like wildfire among the members of her mer-pack, each one if them instantly amazed by the very idea of a human saving a mermaid.

Driven by a mix of curiosity and thankfulness at saving Mina, they all set their sights on meeting the stunning human that mina had told them so much about. They didn't even know you, heck Mina was the only one that hhad even seen you, and yet they all felt some sorta warm and fuzzy feeling when one of them would mention you. They had all decide to name you Shinning Star. They thought it was perfectly fitting as you lit up their worlds just by being mentioned.

Days later, the encounter with Mina still planted deeply in your brain, you returned to the beach. You weren't expecting to see her again, after all if you had been caught by humans you would be pretty scared to come back up to the surface so you don'treally blame her. You sit at the edge of the beach, on a small stone that was oddly shaped like a chair. You gently start to hum a song as you close your eyes.

After a few minutes of sitting there with your eyes closed you are met with a loud and continuous splashing sound accompanied by small chirps. Your eyes open faster than you ever thought they could, and there is a absaloutly amazing sight.

Emerging from the depths of the beutifull blue ocean are not one, not two, no not even three, but nineteen whole mer-people. All of their beutifull tails glinting under the sunlight. With eager eyes they gently call for you to come close to them. You knew it was risky but you are absaloutly amazed by what your seeing, so without thinking you gently walk over to them and smile a amazed smile at them. Your hands are fidgeting from how excited you are at this opportunity.

Izuku is the first to greet you. His tail is a beutifull emerald green with freckles of red and white. He flicked it happily as you step closer. In the excitedness he let's out tons of happy chirps and goes to lean forward to touch you. Unlucky for him he was as far as the water would let him go and he face planted in the sand. You rush over to him and check on him.

Izuku thinks it's absaloutly adorable, your in the presence of real life merpeople and your worried that he got a little sand in his eye. He chirps happily and snuggles his head gently into your stomach, a sign of love and respect in mermaid body language, not like you know that though. You chuckle as Izuku hops up and turns to the rest of the mer-pack before chirping out somthing unreadable to humans. They all greet you one by one.

As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks turn into months you and the group of mer-people forged a unique bond. You all had a absaloute blast, even though somtimes it seemd asif they never wanted you to leave. Mer-pack 1-A, once captivated by your heroism, now found themselves captivated by your very presence.

With each passing day, their heart grew fonder for you. Their once pure curiosity and admiration for you blossoming into something more. In your company they all found found acceptance, understanding, and a love stronger than anything they had ever felt before.

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hanta-seros-wifey · 3 months ago

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lacrosse and cheer~ hanta sero x f!reader

summary: in a quirkless AU, hanta sero and our dear reader find themselves in a fake relationship to ward off exes (toru hagakure & juzo honenuki). maybe they’ll fall in love?

authors note: okay this has been BREWING for the past couple of weeks and i’ve finalized the plot and everything. weekly updates, our lovely class 1A will be aged up to 3rd years, class 1B appreciation alright, reader is part of the dekusquad.

chapter 0: playlist

talk- hozier

cartier- bazzi

so high school- taylor swift

would that i- hozier

not like us- kendrick lamar (for the vibe mainly)

chasing cars- snow patrol

babydoll- dominic fike

end of beginning- djo

the alchemy- taylor swift

from eden- hozier

chapter 1: the contract will be published sometime tomorrow. reminder: weekly updates!!

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coveholdenmyluv · 3 months ago

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I. Midoriya - New Beginnings

Synopsis. Stained and calloused, the commission has nurtured your palms into silent artillery and trained you to fight the wolves they throw you in with. Not at all accounting for the possibility that you too might learn to bite the hand that feeds you.

- or alternatively - in which the hero commission recruits YOU to go undercover as a student in UA to keep a certain class, who already seems to be a magnet for trouble, in check…

It’s safe to say you get a little more than what your briefing covered.

A story of the finding of self love, a family, and a new beginning.

Series masterlist.

Chapter warnings. Class A shenanigans at one point, reveal of reader’s quirk, this chapter is full of action idek if I did it justice, abuse of carotid artery to knock ppl tf out, not many warnings.

Chapter synopsis. It’s time to meet the trouble makers! You plan to show them that you are leagues above their skill level.

2| The Color of Vitality. 8.9K words

The air felt stale, the room oppressive, and your uniform fit constrictively. Glancing around the office you stand in, you note the large mahogany desk before you, and you're drawn to the broad glass window behind it, or more specifically, the landscape it overlooks. It almost reminded you of the view you were more accustomed to in the HPSC headquarters, though you noticed you preferred this greenery over the latter.

City buildings consisting of cement and glass panes were replaced by vibrant lively leaves and chocolate colored tree trunks. The warmth that enters in the form of vivid rays of sunlight highlight the specs of dust that waft around your figure, and although the scenery was nothing short of mesmerizing, it surely was not aiding your current state.

Your limbs are jittery, and you can feel yourself begin to perspire, but your uniform was supposed to be a perfect fit, even tailored to your body specifically... so why did your collar feel as though it was getting tighter by the second?

You confirmed numerous times that all details were finalized, preparations taken care of, analyzed every file in scrutiny, and attended each meeting pertaining to your mission. Your objective was shallow, perhaps the most straightforward it has ever been - nothing more than keeping tabs on the students, blending in as one, guiding them on the paths that would best benefit hero society, and if they were to not fit that mould? Taking care of the situation immediately.

A mission that includes classmates, classes, and attending one of, if not the, most prestigious academy in Japan.

"Am I... nervous?" You mutter to yourself, bewildered by the mere possibility. "There's no way in hell. I've completed assignments that required hundreds of files to be ingrained into my subconscious, encountered countless life threatening situations, and I did so impeccably... So, why is such an elementary task making my stomach feel as if I've drunk expired milk?"

Heeding the crease forming itself between your brows, your gaze bounces off of the walls of the vacant room. It was clearly lived in, the personal touches had described so. Inspirational posters and golden plaques decorated the surfaces, giving clue to just how successful the institution has become over the years, which didn't surprise you, considering the first-rate list of alumni it held in its arsenal. Though, UA hadn't always had its names spoken about in such a favorable manner as it is now. It was once deemed a school for wistful teens with dreams bigger than they would ever become.

The drastic turnaround to those whispers was instantaneous, taking a sharp turn when the current principle rose to the vanguard. Those golden plaques with his name engraved within them spoke for themselves.

The silver door handle jiggles from behind you, and the abrupt swing of the door causes your posture to fix itself, surmising that the new arrival was surely the man himself. The pressure you felt on your back only furthers your thoughts, he feels exactly like you had thought he would, exuding power, competence, and business with every step he takes. You haven't even seen his face, but you were sure it was one that could make even the strongest of heroes lower their head when subjected to his stern gaze.

You prepared yourself, you had to, for you would not give him the satisfaction of knowing he had the same effect on you. You were not like the other students, no, you were far better.

You had years of experience in your arsenal and have undergone exponential training that even Endeavor himself would break a sweat at, or at least that's what you think. You are nowhere near the level of your new "classmates", if you could even consider them as such, and though this man would have no way of knowing this fact, you are going to make sure he heeds it.

You won't be intimidated and intend to stand your ground, not cracking under an ounce of pressure. You are your own army and he will know so by the time you have taken your leave in the abrupt meeting-

"Good morning and happy Friday, miss Aeron! It's an honor to have you as a new addition to our found family."

Turning your neck in surprise at the sound of his buoyant voice, your confusion only furthers when you find nothing in your line of sight. Was this a surprise attack? Your gaze bounces repeatedly off of the walls, attempting to catch sight of the suspect, but of course, your eyes hail nothing.

Unexpectedly, the chair to the desk in front of you begins to move, followed by two silky white paws anchoring themselves onto the edge of the desk and a body matching in color finally unveils itself. "I hope the walk here didn't bring you too much trouble in the task of navigating yourself to my office." Says the unique animal before you, sitting prettily on leather.

Completely taken off kilter, your breath staggers at the surprise of the fact that this small creature, who for some reason reminds you of your own furry companion at home, is the principal to the institute that practically breeds A-list heroes.

"No, I was fine. The signs you have displayed on your walls aided me well enough. And the pleasure is all mine, I assure you." You replied, disregarding the fact that you were lying out of your ass. You did get lost, in fact, three times. You thanked your past self for arriving earlier than the agreed upon meeting time, though he did not need to know that.

"I'm glad." He smiles warmly, "You can call me Principal Nezu, and let me welcome you to what is to be your new second home, UA High School! I assure you, we will do everything in our power to make your transfer from homeschool to public school go as smoothly as possible." He reassures.

"Thank you, Principal Nezu." Calling him such an infamous name felt weird to your tongue. "It's very much appreciated. Although, if you don't mind me asking, why summon me on a Friday? I was under the impression that I would be starting in the upcoming semester."

The principal only chuckles softly, his fur crinkling around his eyes as he does so. "My apologies, miss Aeron. Unfortunately, I am not the one at fault for that. Forgive me, the man can be very persuading." He informs you as one of his paws makes its way across the desk to press a sleek black button. "Let EraserHead know he can join us now, please and thank you." He speaks into a speaker.

'EraserHead?' You questioned internally, 'Why would he want me here, of all days? Surely such a successful underground hero and teacher wouldn't throw me into class on such a day just for the hell of it, right?'

For the second time that day, the door opens abruptly, though this time eerily slowly, nearly causing you to crawl out of your own skin. So far, your experience in this school has not gone how you had imagined it would. Your nerves wouldn't shut up and caused your posture to appear rigid, you hate this feeling of being on edge, as if you were awaiting to be attacked at any second. And though you've grown used to it, it has never been as intense as it is now.

The cause for your vigilance enters the room in the form of a tall and lanky male with under eyes hinting at his horrid sleep schedule, his unruly hair and uneven chin scruff portrayed his lack of care for vanity or societal expectations. In other words, he was truly the human personification of what the commission has relentlessly warned you of becoming, for how could a true hero ever be loved if not aided by what they had to display in regards to societal norms?

"I hope you don't mind, but EraserHead here enjoys torturing his students and, surprisingly, it makes for great training regiment, so I allow it! I'll allow him to explain the rest." Principal Nezu continues, gesturing to the man who places himself at your side.

As he shifts his body to face your own, you feel the weight of his piercing gaze on the side of your face awaiting you to do the same. "You can look at me, you know? I'm not medusa." His deep but smooth voice tells you.

The truth was, the man scared you.

Not for his intimidating presence or his lofty height, but for the fact that he was everything you strived not to be. He placed a seed of doubt into your mind. The president has always proclaimed that a hero not driven by the people was not a hero at all. You believe that to be true, or at least, you think you still do. Appearances and attitudes have everything to do with the people. But, this man was a teacher of heroism at the school gifted with the title of being the best at exactly that, heroism. UA would never allow someone not worthy of being deemed a hero to lay a foot on campus, right?

'This is so confusing.' You think to yourself, 'Madam President always speaks the truth, so for now, I'll be wary of this man.' You decide as you finally allow yourself to return the potent stare he wore. 'I'll add EraserHead to the list of people I need to find out more about. There's no way this guy is a true hero.'

"You can call me Mr. Aizawa." He begins, his heavily lidded eyes so dark that even black holes couldn't replicate the depth of which his irises held.

'I won't be doing that.'

"As of today, I am your homeroom teacher, and as your homeroom teacher it's part of my job to be honest with you. So, I'll give it to you straight." He continues, and that heavily lidded stare morphs itself into serpentine slits paired with a mischievous grin that drew chills to your spine. "You won't be participating in any actual classes today, instead, you'll be joining us in our practical exams for finals."

"Oh... what does that mean-"

"Where you'll be put to the test and go up against your new classmates." He finishes.

"...cOme again?" Your voice crack was almost humiliating.

The principal was not joking when he told you EraserHead enjoyed torturing his students. Unfortunately, the fact that you were merely a new addition does not exempt your from the same treatment.

'So this is UA. I should've known they wouldn't cut me any slack.'

"Think of this as a quirk apprehension test. I'll be watching from the sidelines and evaluating your performance. I simply need to see where you're at with the ability to control your quirk as well as your combat abilities." His statement was exactly that, a statement laced with finality, implying there was no argument to be had.

You were clearly taken aback by the news of what you were to partake in, having not been prepared to enter combat at all today, though you didn't mind the notion. In fact, you don't think you dislike it.

This is the perfect opportunity to claim your place above the class in regard to your abilities, by the end of today they'll know where they stand in this superhuman society - anywhere below your feet. It might have not been covered in your briefing, but you doubted the addition of informing these students of just what Vitality was capable of was not welcome.

This was beginning to excite you.

"Where do I suit up?"

The sky was vivid and clear, with only a small amount of drifting fluffy clouds doing little to obstruct the intense rays of sunlight. Before a small building with only two automatic sliding doors acting as an entrance and exit, stood various teachers and students alike.

"Now, we will begin the practical exams." EraserHead begins, "Of course, it is very possible to fail this exam. So, if you want to go to training camp, don't make any stupid mistakes."

"There are a lot of teachers here..." Jirou hesitatingly mumbles.

Though, her teacher pays her no mind and continues his explanation, "I expect that you all have gathered your own information from outside sources as to what you will be doing."

Kaminari juts his fingers and creates finger guns, "We're fighting those big'ole metal robots! Like the ones from the entrance exam, right? Piece of cake!"

"More like s'mores! Fireworks and camp fires, here we come!" Ashido exclaims buoyantly.

"Actually!" Interrupts a voice from within EraserHead's scarf, still wrapped snugly around his neck, and a white paw emerges from between the lines of cloth. "For various reasons, the test will be entirely different this year." Principal Nezu announces, unveiling himself in the process, thwarting the teen's cries of enjoyment.

"Wait, Principal Nezu? You're changing things?" Yaoyorozu asks.

"From now on, we want to focus on hero work and person to person combat! So, what does that mean for you?" He ends the suspense by pointing a paw in their direction. "You students will be venturing the world of teamwork, and your opponents will be none other than your esteemed UA teachers! Well, secondly. Isn't that fabulous?"

"We're fighting the teachers?!" Uraraka shrieks in terror.

"Yes, additionally your partners and opponents have already been chosen and they were determined at my discretion." EraserHead continues flatly. "Based on various factors including combat styles, grades, and interpersonal relationships. Though, before you fight us, you'll have to complete the first test."

"First?!"

"The second is simply a chance to redeem yourselves when you inevitably fail the first." The principal adds gleefully. "After all, she won't have the burden of a handicap that the heroes do."

An aura of silence emerges onto the crowd of students, only being disrupted by an obnoxious growl.

"What'ja say about me?!"

Midoriya hesitantly lifts a finger in question. "Um, what exactly is the first test, Mr. Aizawa? And what does he mean, we'll inevitably fail?"

A mischievous grin forms across the instructors face, displaying the rare sight of his pearly whites. "That's a great question, Midoriya. The test is fairly similar to the second, only instead of working in pairs, you will all be working together as a class and there will be no escape route. Both require you to secure the handcuffs onto your opponents before the time runs out." He explains, and holds out the handcuffs in topic. "When it comes time to fighting against us teachers, we'll be wearing ultra compressed weights as a sort of handicap. Like the principal briefly mentioned before, your opponent for the first exam won't be given that burden."

"Wait, opponent? As in, we'll only have one opponent for the first exam?" Yaoyorozu asks dubiously.

"Yes."

"So, what you're alluding to is that, all the twenty of us have to do is apprehend one person?" Todoroki asks, uncertainty obvious in his tone. "I'm assuming it's not a teacher since we'll be fighting against you in the second test, and unless this is another pro we are speaking about, don't you think that's a bit unfair to them? What is their obvious advantage?" He adds.

"I appreciate the concern, pretty boy." Abruptly, almost startling the entire class, the sliding doors of the building frame your exit and entrance onto the platform they stand on. "But, I assure you, I can handle myself just fine."

Donning your all black body suit, with your matching fingerless gloves and combat boots, your eyes glide across the group before you, displaying mild distaste for the sight. Lime green, mimicking the abnormal color of your irises, accents litter your suit arbitrarily, decorating your boots, gloves, utility belt, and the grey detailed lines matching those of Hawks' own hero suit on your torso. Your hero alias was printed in small letters at the very edge of your long sleeves, leaving no question to whom its owner was.

"I thought I told you to wait for my signal, Aeron." EraserHead scolds, throwing a petulant frown your way.

Cocking your head, you retort, "Sorry to ruin your fantasy of a dramatic entrance, teach, but I think my idea was better. Just look at their faces." You jut your chin towards the students, "Plus, you were taking too long."

"I've told you plenty of times, it's Mr. Aizawa to you, Aeron. It'd do you well to learn respect."

"Wait a minute..." Ashido interrupts your conversation, "Aeron... give me a sec, I almost got it..." She squints her eyes at your face, inspecting it for an ounce of recognition.

Shifting uncomfortably, you glare back at the girl, taking her stance as a form of threat. "What are you looking at-"

"Oh wow! You're Aeron! Hawks' sister! Of course, there's no one else with that solar symbol on their face!" She exclaims, pointing at the green mark in the shape of a sun between your brows, a detail that the awakening of your quirk had brought along with it.

"I'm... what?-"

"Hold on," Kaminari comments, "You're telling me this uber hottie is related to the number three hero? They look nothing alike."

"Siblings don't have to look alike, dunce face." Bakugo reminds the boy. "Maybe she has a deadbeat that never came back with the milk."

EraserHead takes that as his cue to step in before this conversation turned too personal. "Whether or not she has a deadbeat does not concern any of you." He says in a stern voice.

"Yeah, I definitely don't have a deadbeat." You confirm, before you tilt your head and ponder to yourself, "Although, I'm sure both of them are dead." You add.

Todoroki hums in agreement, "I wish my dad was dead."

The awkward silence that follows after your failed attempt to withhold a short snort is deafening, though the dual toned boy hadn't seemed to mind. It seemed both of your brief trauma dumps were amusing to no one but yourselves.

"...I literally don't know how to respond to that." EraserHead utters.

"I'm not related to Hawks, by the way. Just close to the guy." You say, swiftly altering the subject.

"This is going to be just as much of a test for her as it is for you all. So, to answer your question, Todoroki; her advantage is the time limit. I'm sure that's all she needs."

"What is it that she is going to be tested on, sir? And, how does she pass?" Midoriya asks and for some reason, his voice births a scowl onto your lips.

"The first question is irrelevant for now, and as for the second, all that she would have to do is evade the handcuffs until time runs out. Either that or knock you all unconscious, quirk or no quirk." He answers.

The green haired boy places his chin between his thumb and index as he begins to mutter incoherently, "Knocking us unconscious with or without her quirk implies that her quirk holds the ability to knock us unconscious. Perhaps her ability is similar to Ms. Midnight's, in which she simply needs to approach a certain proximity for it to be effective? If that is the case then it will be difficult to get close enough to place the handcuffs on her, whether we go for her wrists or legs. Unless there is a way that we can somehow avoid being affected, just like how we could simply hold our breaths if Ms. Midnight was to be our opponent instead-"

"Shut the fuck up, Deku."

"Language." EraserHead states with a roll of his eyes, "Alright, we don't have time for this. You have two tests to get through, so let's get this over with. We've already prepared the stage, which means we're just wasting valuable time here, let's go."

"All we have to do is put the handcuffs on her before the timer goes off. This could even be a one man job... so please, no extra shit, guys." Kirishima says, not without side eyeing some students in particular.

All twenty students have gathered in the location their teacher has designated as the battle field for their first test. You have already separated from the group and left for your own designated start location in the field. The class is simply awaiting the chime of the buzzer to indicate the commencement of the exam.

The ground chosen was decorated with empty buildings, houses, and what looked to be massive pipes interlaced within each other. All in all, it truly was a match made in heaven for your specific fighting style and you doubt your new instructor was ignorant in this fact. Of course, being blindsided by your presence meant that the class was not aware of such information, unfortunately for them.

"Speak for yourself," Starts Mineta, "All I'm gonna do is find a way to destroy her hero costume-" Though, the small teen is unable to complete his sentence as tape encompasses his lips.

"You are such a little scumbag." Sero scolds, obviously disgusted by his classmates intentions.

"It's just one person, how hard can it be? Plus! It's safe to say that we have more experience than the average Joe." Hagakure reassures, her invisible shoulders shrugging, not that anyone could tell so.

"Uh, do you guys live under a rock or something?" Kaminari asks sarcastically, "Sure there aren't that many photos of her online, bar some candids that the paps have taken, but there's been definite buzz about a young hero in training that's been seen to be real close to the number three. People are already guessing that she'll crack the top twenty within six weeks of her official debut! Some say that Hawks trained her himself!" He exclaims.

"I'm genuinely surprised, and a little worried, that some of you are this clueless." Ashido adds, "But, that's why I'm here! What would you guys do without me?"

"Can you two shut the hell up? I absolutely give zero fucks about who she's trained with, I'll annihilate her either way." Bakugo grits at his two classmates.

"No, Kacchan. It'd be stupid to just go in and attempt to cuff her. What we need to do is try to guess her quirk and then-"

"Did I ask for your opinion?!"

"No... but, Kacchan-"

"Listen idiot, we don't know what the hell her quirk is. Chances are, we won't be able to guess it. The best bet we have is to go in, scope out her abilities, and then work around whatever the fuck we find."

"But, that's the thing. I'm thinking that her quirk has to be similar to Ms. Midnight's, in which neither of them have to get too close. If we go in blind, we'll be wiped out in two seconds."

"Bitch, please. No damn extra could wipe me out."

"Kacchan! You shouldn't say-"

"I'm going in."

"Wait!-"

Unbeknownst to most of the group, being distracted by their own classmates, the blaring buzzer has already rung. Despite how deafening the sound seemed to be, it was as if it had never even existed with how the teens had blatantly ignored the signal, preferring to continue arguing and prohibiting each other from speaking.

Some akin to oil and water.

First, it was the simple swing of a leg, and in an instant, Koda was down. Sato and Hagakure were next, and in noticing the commotion, Ojiro sprung into action by swinging his tail at the attacker. Though, his efforts were all for naught as you swiftly dodged the large mass and knocked him to the floor with the use of your legs. He lands with a grunt and you seize the opportunity to climb atop of his body and strike his carotid artery to knock him unconscious. By then, a few more students had noticed Ojiro's tumble and moved to stop you.

Upon rushing towards you and activating their quirks, Iida takes the liberty of announcing your arrival. "She has arrived class!-"

Before the class representative could complete his warning, you arise from the ground and the dainty sun on your forehead begins to swell in brightness.

One by one, bodies fell slack onto the dirt.

"Night night." You said and with each step you took through the crowd, more students fall slump. - Aeron, one of the few students admitted into the hero course by recommendation.

Quirk: Vitality; she can basically do whatever she pleases with the energy around her. Including materializing and the taking or giving of physical energy. It is through sedulous training that she is able to control the amount and from whom she does or doesn't affect. Though she usually uses this quirk to aid her in combat, her main source of energy originates from the sun and moon. Range and drawbacks are unknown to any records. - Thirteen students remain unaffected due to their further proximity, and two of those students had yet to seize their bickering.

"What the fuck is that-" Kaminari begins, though interrupted by a boisterous shout.

"Dark Shadow!" Tokoyami commands, stepping forward and allowing his shadow to materialize and grow in size.

Discharging your energy into your palm, you swiftly sculpt it until it resembles several green daggers and throw them head on to the dark entity. The light emitting from the small weapons forces Dark Shadow to hesitate upon noticing just how bright they seemed to shine, ultimately terrifying the poor thing and coercing it back to its owner with nothing but eyes full of lachrymose.

'Aww, it's kind of cute... kind of.' You entertain yourself internally.

The being thrusting itself into its owners arms disrupts the boy's eyesight, giving you a vivid opening that you don't miss. Kicking the center of his chest, your leg does not leave Tokoyami's body until the boy is laid on the ground and you've stolen enough of his energy to knock him unconscious.

Before you're given the chance to celebrate, another shout rings clear in your ears.

"One million volts!"

Holding his hands above his head, the electricity charging in Kaminari's palms is promptly brought down and released into the open air around him, not halting his assault until he feels his brain turn into mush. As he takes in his surroundings, albeit as thoroughly as his winded body could, he's startled to find... nothing?

"Time for bed, Chargebolt." You drawl by his ear, and the boy has no chance to protest as his body drops like deadweight.

To avoid his strong attack was simple really, you were the personification of the words agile and nimble on your feet.

Though again, before you're allowed to even think of thrusting a fist in the air in victory, another ambush rains down on you in the form of... tape? You forgot about that quirk.

The sticky but durable ribbon snakes itself around your waist snuggly, and you're pulled up into the air. Your assailant cackles without restraint at your yelp, and another piece of white tape attempts to glide its way over to you, though this one is accompanied by a pair handcuffs. Noticing its direct trail towards your left ankle, you avoid its path by simply moving your leg and grasping the tape around your waist to pull you forward and away. Now clear from the handcuffs you are to avoid, you enwreathe your wrist in the tape that lays in your palm and yank with all your might, pulling Sero in your direction.

"Hey." You greet. "Bondage isn't really my thing, to be honest. Or at least, I'd prefer it if I'm not on the receiving end."

"Ah, shit." He grits, before foregoing the tape that held onto the handcuffs and releasing the responsibility onto whichever classmate caught the object first. "You know, I didn't have much hope of succeeding in the first place." The boy admits.

"Smart on your part." You reply, and the unfortunate student falls unconscious at the touch of your palm.

Free falling back onto the large pipes that Sero had used to veil himself, you grab onto his body and hold him close as you stick your landing, only placing him as gently as you could manage onto the surface when you spot the handcuffs on the ground.

"Such an easy dub. Good job, Aeron, you're as sharp as ever. Oh, why thank you, Aeron." You mutter to yourself, and hop off of your post, aiming to grasp them into your safe hold.

All this garners you is another assault hindering your path to victory. Bright blue laser beams wipe the boastful grin off of your face and force you to dodge spurious attacks, though it seems the students don't deem that enough since sudden balls of acid begin to rain from the sky.

Not allowing yourself to be deterred, your body evades the ambush in the shape of your acrobatic talents. Growing tired of performing backbends midair, your eyes scour the battlefield for your assailants, before spotting a fluff of pink hair squatting atop of a small building, as well as the origin of the almost blinding bright beams of light that were being released arbitrarily. Neither of the two seemed to be putting much thought behind their attacks, so you gathered it shouldn't be too hard to make your way towards them. The boy at the bottom seemed to even have his eyes squeezed shut in fright.

"Closing your eyes leaves you with too many blind spots, surely you know that." You argue, figuring you might as well offer him the obvious advice. "Especially if you have your hands preoccupied behind your head like that. For instance," You begin, before you propel yourself off of the closest surface for a boost of speed, and swoop in behind the boy to strike at the back of his knees. "Your limbs should be your best friends during battle, never a hindrance. Your body is one of the only things in the world that you have complete control of, don't waste that potential, idiot." You chide.

Stealing his energy proved to be as easy as you had expected since he didn't put up much of a fight after you had him splayed on the ground, only uttering a faint, "Je suis... désolé..." as he succumbed to the calls of slumber.

"Don't apologize." You answer, shaking your head as you prepare to take down the remaining assailant.

Ashido remained on her post, mindlessly tossing out the acid that she materializes out of her palms. Sneaking up on the girl was out of the question since, unlike her classmate, her unique eyes were not hidden behind her eyelids. So you guessed there wouldn't be a problem with simply making your way towards her, evading her ambush as you went.

"Not fair! I thought aerobics was my thing!" Ashido whines, before she too displays her talents as she begins to dodge your own retaliating attacks. Though, her panicked frown suddenly morphs into an excited grin, "What's your favorite move? I love bridges, they're just so nice when my muscles feel too tight!" She exclaims.

Placing your hands onto the ground, you thrust your legs in her direction as an answer, aiming at her stomach. Of course, such a simple move did not phase the girl as she simply performs her own favorite maneuver instead.

She's fast.

"Wow! That was like an inverted donkey kick in the air! Your upper body strength must be through the roof!" She squeals in excitement, already having recovered her stance and repeatedly dodging your attacks. Back and forth, the both of you all but bounced off the surfaces around you, simply awaiting one of your quirks to finally land a hit on the other.

If this were to go on any longer, the rest of the students would be allowed time to gather and even conjure up a viable plan to defeat you.

'Okay, time to end this.'

Dropping low to the ground unexpectedly, counting on taking the girl off her guard, you sweep your legs her way and luckily, you catch her ankles, forcing the teen to fall on her back and she lands with a coherent 'ack'.

"Sorry Ashido, but endurance and aerial acrobatics are literally my entire brand." You tell her as you slowly drain her of her energy.

The girl sighs in defeat and nods her head, "Yeah, that's fine. I've gotta respect your talent. Maybe we can practice together sometime? You were amazing!"

"We'll see." You answer, before you decide to just put the poor girl out of her misery and will your quirk to work faster. Once she falls unconscious, you rise from your spot on the ground, "I really like your hero costume, by the way."

Taking the time to catch your breath, you place your hands on your hips, before you are forced to watch a tall and sturdy wall of ice emerge before you, effectively blocking your path towards the remaining eight students.

On the other side of the barrier stands a nervous Uraraka, nibbling on her manicured fingernails. "Holy crap, she's scary!" She exclaims.

"You've got to admit, that's a heavily versatile quirk." Kirishima comments.

"Though, it's her combat prowess that likely sets her apart from us. Whether it was Hawks or not, there's no doubt she's had professional training." Todoroki adds.

Yaoyorozu nods in agreement, "We'll have to be wary of her agility." She warns and looks toward the girl on the ground that had her earlobes placed on the surfaces around her. "Jirou, alert us if you hear her and from which direction she is coming from, alright?"

"Got it."

Midoriya stood only aways away from the ice with his chin in his fingers as he mutters, "It seems my hypothesis was correct, in which her quirk is very similar to Miss Midnight's. But, the main difference is that I don't see a way we could avoid the effects. The way it works is activated by either touch or proximity - when she approached Sero, he fell limp, but he did so slowly; When she grabbed ahold of him, he was immediately out. So, I'm guessing actual skin to skin contact speeds the process up dramatically, hence her fingerless gloves. In a battle of endurance, she's damn near indomitable. That being said, everyone has limits. We need to find out what those limits are and as fast as humanly possible-"

"Found ya, you damn human generator!"

Jirou nearly spasms on the ground due to her surprise, "How did I not hear her?!"

You stood on a huge pipe as the boy uses his explosions to grow closer to your form, and as you watch him, you wonder just how stupid he must be to charge straight towards you.

Unfortunately for you, he was anything but stupid.

"I hope you know, I have great aim!" He grits and throws the handcuffs, that you hadn't even realized he had in his possession, with the utmost precision that allows the detainers to curve in their path, making a bee-line towards your ankles.

Swiftly, you grab the small black staff attached to your hip and place both hands on either of its ends, pulling them apart and revealing a pair of nun chucks.

"That's great, kid. So do I!" You satirize, your tone almost sounding like you were mocking his attempt. Reeling your weapon back, you thrust it forward so that they collide with the cuffs, causing them to spiral like a pair of yo-yo's back to the aggressor.

Not expecting your quick reaction, Bakugo's eyes widen as he registers the objects barreling his way, having not foreseen a way to dodge in time. "Shit." A coherent crack, or was it a crunch?, could be heard at the moment of impact.

Music to your ears.

The blond grunts and ricochets towards the ground, having lost his momentum.

"Kacchan!" Midoriya yells, activating his own quirk and using it to bounce off of multiple surfaces to enhance his speed towards his classmate and reach for the boy.

Challenging his attempt, you jump off of the metal pipe you stand on and race him in his mission of grabbing his friend. Though, as you grow closer, you notice a change in the air. As if someone has suddenly applied pressure all around your body.

Throughout the time you've honed your own ability, you've grown sensitive to the energy that surrounds you. Energy is not specific to physical. Energy is a vague description of your quirk, therefore your abilities extend to far more than the manipulation of a persons state of consciousness. After years of extensive training, you've grown the aptitude of sensing auras. Specifically, the aura of power that comes with an individuals quirk.

And in those years, you've never felt anything that compares to that of Midoriya's.

Faltering in your attempt, your hand instinctively retreats back to your own body. "What the hell is with you-" You begin to utter, though you aren't given the chance to complete your sentence, before Midoriya notices your fumble and shoves Bakugo back towards the ground and into the safety of the care of his classmates, resolving to body slamming you onto the rough concrete below you.

Skidding harshly across the ground, you land on your back with a heavy weight settled atop of you, "Ouch, that's going to bruise." You wheeze in pain as your eyes sting with moisture. "You ever heard of a gentle touch?" You ask, though your comment was mostly to taunt the boy, considering you hadn't expected any of the students to actually take it easy on you. In fact, that would have probably offended you.

"I'm sorry," He utters and your surprised at the fact that he has the audacity to sound genuine. "But, if we can't find a path around your quirk, we'll have to force our way through it instead, and this is our only chance!"

"I didn't need your damn help, Deku!" Bakugo, unsurprisingly having a fast recovery, yells, already making his way towards you once again.

Not wanting to get tagged teamed, you activate your quirk in an attempt to deprive Midoriya of his consciousness, but you notice the significant delay in which you feel his energy flowing into yourself. The cooling feeling it is supposed to bring you is nothing but a mere draft of the wind. Why the hell is this taking so long? That doesn't matter now in this instant, touching the boy should speed up the process dramatically.

The second your palm is a centimeter away from his face, Midoriya takes ahold of both of your wrists and pins you to the ground.

"The physical technicality of your quirk, it means direct skin to skin, doesn't it?" He asks as he struggles to keep you beneath him, "Five percent!" He yells and his grip somehow tightens, causing your wrists to ache.

"No way... your power increased?!" You grit through your clenched teeth, still struggling against his restraints.

"It's amazing how well of a fight you are putting up against one fo- ehm, my quirk! Especially after I've ramped up to five percent!"

"And now you're mocking me? You've got some balls." You pant.

"No, I'm not mocking, I didn't mean it like that!"

"You know what? I don't mind acknowledging them personally."

The boy physically stutters, the green aura of light electricity surrounding him even dimming for a split second, "What does that me-"

Using your knee, you hit Midoriya in his crotch area, causing him to groan and his face to contort in pain as he doubles over. "Oh crap." He rasps.

Flipping him onto his back so that your positions are reversed, you shove your palm onto his face. "You left multiple weak spots wide open. Next time, make sure to restrain my entire body, otherwise you'll get this same outcome, rookie."

He lifts a hand and gives you a faint thumbs up in acknowledgement, before he succumbs into a deep slumber.

"What a dirty move!" Kirishima winces as the sight.

The hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention as you sense a presence growing closer and you act immediately by twisting your torso and planting a palm on the ground, coming face to face with your attacker.

"You lose." Bakugo says as he propels towards you with the handcuffs, yet again. "I won't miss this time!"

As he nears you, you swing your legs his way and wrap them around his torso. "What the hell?!-" He exclaims and goes to place the handcuffs around any limb he can reach, though he isn't successful seeing as you use your hold on him to drop you both onto the floor. Instead of stealing his energy, you decide to target the object of desire amongst the group of teens you are currently engaging in combat with.

"Nuh-uh, you are not stealing this victory from me again." The blond retorts, noticing your attempt and pulling the handcuffs away from your reach and above his head.

"I don't want to steal victory, I want to steal those handcuffs." You reply, grabbing the opposite end of the cuffs and yanking them away.

"It's the same thing, give those back and get off of me, you weight a ton." He insults, which has your jaw dropping in offense, and fights you for custody. Though, when he realizes your current objective is to simply pry them away so that you could run and hide them for an easy victory, he decides to deal you the same damage you had paid him just a few moments earlier.

"Ow! You asshole!" You cry as he lands a strike on your nose, "You know what? I change my mind." You decide, and lay your palm on his chest. He realizes you aim to steal his energy, and as a last ditch effort to thwart your attempt, he releases an explosion towards your face, though it only reaches your ear before he falls limp.

The ringing that the explosion deals you is enough to force a wince and a whine of pain out of you, causing you to roll off of his chest and clutch your head in agony.

"Midoriya and Bakugo?!" Mineta yells from afar, "You both had an uber hottie sitting on top of you and you decide to pass out?! You guys are so ungrateful!" He finishes, before getting interrupted by the sound of Jirou's sound waves which effectively shove you back and cause you to skid across the ground, yet again.

"Shit." You heave. "I'm over heating, and that sound wave Jirou just hit me with is not helping the pain in my damn head." You utter aloud, and decide it'd be best if you disperse the energy you've taken so far, as to halt the rise in temperature in your body.

And just as you're regaining your breath, a net gets thrown upon you.

Inspecting your surroundings, you notice Yaoyorozu approaching. "It's done." She announces, and suddenly a thick block of ice forms at your heels, enveloping you feet and rendering them immobile.

"Who the hell-"

"Everyone's got a limit." A cool and monotone says from behind you, and the rest of the students begin to surround where you sit. "I wonder if you've reached yours, Aeron."

'Baby Todoroki. I should've known he'd be the one to take a step back and think.'

Uraraka hands the handcuffs to Jirou who in turn hands them to Yaoyorozu, and the girl begins to open them for detainment. Once she reaches a close enough proximity, you slip your hands through the holes of the netting and offer your wrists in surrender.

She stares at them dubiously, questioning your motives and if she should trust that'd you'd be willing to hang up your coat and know when you're being held by the throat.

"Come on, it's not like I'll bite you." You purr, tilting your head and wiggling your wrists in invitation.

Deciding to take her chances, she moves to enclose the metal restraints around you. But, before she can render you harmless, you take ahold of her left hand and pull her towards you, twisting her arm so that her back presses up against you instead. Placing your palm onto her forehead, she goes unconscious.

Thrusting her aside and before any of the other students can reach you, you quickly pour as much energy as you could into your hands and repeatedly smash the ice around your ankles until it shatters around you, slicing and bloodying your knuckles.

Having the fastest reaction time out of the classmates left, Todoroki slides himself behind you and wraps his arm around your neck, slowly applying heat where his hand laid on your head. "Kirishima, Now!-" He begins.

Doubling over, the boy's body follows your direction allowing you to reach behind yourself and yank him forwards by the back of his hero costume. The puzzled teen falls before you, his bi-colored eyes questioning how the hell you were able to handle his entire body weight with a single arm.

"What? Never seen a girl with great arms?"

"Not recently, no-"

You don't allow the boy to finish his sentence, before you place your hand over his face and leave it there until he begins to snore.

"I'm slowing down," You notice, "I need to take care of the others quick."

You aren't given much else of a choice as Kirishima barrels in your direction. "You still have some left in you?!" He shrieks, and attempts to swerve your form in search for the handcuffs.

Standing from the ground, you materialize your energy into the shape of a spear and use the sharp blade to slice through the net that captured you, releasing yourself from their trap. Kirishima, shocked at your ability to liberate yourself, instead lands a punch on your stomach, causing you to groan but not deter.

Grabbing the arm he used to hit you, you pull the same maneuver you used on Yaoyorozu only instead of knocking him unconscious using your quirk, you strike his carotid and he falls to the floor.

Uraraka approaches you next from the sky, reaching a hand towards you. Once she makes contact, you feel your body grow weightless and your feet lift from the floor.

"Jirou! The cuffs!" She yells to the purple haired girl.

"Not so fast, cheeks." You counter and grab her arm to pull her close. "Making me float won't grant you victory, I'm a very adaptable girl."

"I didn't count on that." She retorts, "Gunhead Martial Arts!" She yells as she uses your grip to her advantage.

Twisting your arm, she forces your back against her chest, attempting to join your wrists behind your back. Noticing her technique, you swing your legs up above your head and find yourself upside down above the girl. Rotating your hand in her grasp, you force yourself against her back and strike her neck.

"Gotcha," You boast, and as she loses grip on her consciousness, so does her quirk with it's affect on the gravity, causing you to begin to plummet.

Grabbing hold of her body, you break both of your falls by rolling back onto the ground. As soon as you stand to your full height, Jirou tries her hand at apprehending you but fails miserably as you simply swipe your leg and pull the earth from under her. The impact having been enough to render the girl harmless.

You stay still and allow yourself a moment to catch your breath, inspecting your surroundings as you do so.

"Is that all of them? I feel like I'm missing one-"

"For the titties!" Mineta yells as he hurls his purple balls at you.

He runs towards you and a few of his balls attach themselves onto the bottom of your legs. Leaping from the ground, eyes trained on your breasts as one of his weapons lays in his hands, you realize he intends to latch himself onto you.

Reaching your hand out, you halt his attempt mid-way as you grab hold of his face and absorb his energy. Though before he can fully fall under your spell, he makes his last move and places the ball in his hand onto your arm.

"What was the point of that?" You ask between heaves.

Looking around you, you confirm that he was truly the last of the students left.

"This was... harder than I thought it was going to be. Surprisingly." You utter to yourself as Mineta swings loosely from your arm.

The sound of the microphone crackling loudly throughout the field makes you wince.

"All twenty students are down and with four whole minutes to spare! Aeron wins this round! Great job!" A voice that you recognize as Principle Nezu's, announces.

Smiling wearily at the praise, your eyelids begin to droop. "Yay..." You whisper in an attempt to celebrate your victory, before falling to the ground and laying against the girl with pink cheeks.

You too join your new classmates in a much needed rest.

"She's joining our class?!" Class 1A exclaims in sync.

Aizawa had just broken the news to his students, all of which were now conscious.

You laid upon a bed in recovery girls room, amongst the many teens, snoozing your day away. The main side effect of your quirk was your constant need for naps, due to the relentless fluctuating trend of your body's energy. So it's no wonder why you're out cold after you single handedly defeated twenty heroes in training.

"Please, quiet down." He scolds the group, many of which were currently eating the calorie bar recovery girl had given them. "I know it's sudden, but that's just the way things are. Do your best to make her feel welcome. All of you."

"Well, it is pretty out of nowhere, but we can't deny that she rocked our shit."

"Language, Kaminari... but yes, yes she did." The teacher agrees. "You should all take this as even more motivation to pass your next exam that allows you to attend the summer training camp. Use this as an opportunity to better yourselves. Speaking of which, you have half an hour to prepare. I'll be in the teachers lounge if you need me." Aizawa informs them, before wearily dragging himself towards the door.

"Aww, she's adorable when she's sleeping! Way less scary." Uraraka squeals as she gazes at your drooling form.

"The sun imprinted on her forehead glows, like when she uses her quirk, while she sleeps." Midoriya points out.

"Does anyone have a sharpie?" Bakugo asks, glaring at your resting face in irritation.

Iida gasps before exclaiming, "Bakugo, you will do no such thing!" He then reaches into his pocket and hands the item he retrieved to the blond beside him. "Here, use a washable marker."

"I call dibs on going after him." Sero declares and causes everyone else to groan in despair, to which he simply sticks his tongue out in their direction. "Yeah, deal with it."

Tokoyami vehemently shakes his head in disagreement. "I will preform no traitorous act, I have too much respect for Aeron." He states.

"She probably wouldn't even be able to tell it was you, just blame it on Kaminari." Jiro offers, causing the blond in topic to whine coherently.

Tokoyami seems to mull the decision over in his head, debating if it was worth the risk, before finally deciding. "Fine, but only because she stepped on me earlier."

"The bitch broke my nose." Bakugo states angrily as he doodles devil horns onto your forehead. His nose had already been healed by recovery girl but that didn't mean he couldn't still be salty about your assault.

"I don't know, I'd say she fixed it." Todoroki mutters.

"Say that shit to my face Ice Spice!"

"Please use your inside voices class, we should let the girl have her rest." Yaoyorozu attempts to quell the rowdy group of students.

"She means you Bakugo, ribbit."

"Kacchan I thought you were making her evil, what is that- Kacchan, ew!"

"Bakugo please refrain from drawing anything inappropriate!" Iida reminds the boy as he chops the air, but to no avail.

Unbeknownst to his students, Aizawa stood just outside of the door observing the class's antics with a slight smile threatening to grace his lips.

From the moment Principal Nezu had informed him of the new student he would have to guide, he knew there was more to be known of the situation. He was wary and dubious, but as he gazes at your snoring figure being doodled on heavily by the teens surrounding you, he feels he has nothing to lose even more sleep about.

Perhaps it will take a while for you to find your place amongst the already large group of teens, but he doubts most of his students would ever mind aiding you in finding your place. And if you found that you didn't fit the moulding, he figured you could learn to make your own spot within. After all, there was no malicious intent being sensed by the man, or any need to watch his or his student's backs around you. In fact, the way the children seemed to be enamored and comfortable around you in such a short amount of time serves as further proof for his observations.

Though, he can't help but chuckle at the thought of the journey he is sure you have ahead of you. You clearly have a lot to learn.

"Never be the last one snoozing around teenagers, Aeron. You'll learn eventually." He mutters to himself.

Fun fact: these chapters a couple of years old. I’ve had them pre written but they underwent many stages of heavy editing. Though, I still get really insecure sometimes, but that comes with the territory of writing fanfiction!

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