#Osamu Sato sensei

[dantelionwishes]

oh to be crushed in between the thighs of japan’s number one hero 

[korissideblog]

hehe <3 aito daddy issues fic <33

[cw: parental abandonment, religion mention]

[Ikuto is from the lovely @nicosbrainrot , Haru is from the spectacular @compoundhero and Sato is from the show stopping @dantelionwishes

Osamu Sato hated staying late at work, and yet as a teacher, it was a pretty common occurrence for him. 

Walking out of the school, Sato cringed as he saw the rain coming down hard. Luckily most of his walk to the parking lot could be covered by awnings… unluckily though, he noticed a student standing out in the rain. They wore the school’s uniform, but were missing the uniform’s blazer. Whoever it was seemed fairly preoccupied with something, at least until Sato called out to them. Wet hair swung as Sato called out to the student, who was soon identified by his short twin horns on his head, seemingly drowning in the mess of soaked locks. 

Aito Takao was easily one of Sato’s more sneaky students, and if overheard rumors were true, she easily could have stuck out of the dorms and off campus without being caught like this. Either Takao wanted to be caught, or he didn’t care. Either possibility terrified Sato for different reasons. 

Takao didn’t move from his position, so Sato called again, motioning for him to come out of the rain. The boy’s head tilted as if confused. Once again, Sato called out to him, only for Takao to feign confusion. Takao turned and held his hand to his ear as if trying to hear, and Sato rolled his eyes. Of course the little demon child would be the one to drag Sato out in all this wetness. Takao smiled weakly as Sato shielded himself from the rain, walking out from the safety of the awning into the punishing rain.

“Takao-san. You’re getting soaked.” Sato huffed, also getting soaked. “Why are you out here?”

“I'm thinking.” Takao said smoothly, as if it were obvious. For a second, Sato grinned. Thinking was fairly new to Takao, it seems some of her classmates were rubbing off on her. 

“Who are you napping with tonight?” Sato asks, to the seeming shock of the girl. “Aki-san told me the first week of school: He didn’t want to break any dorm rules.” he chuckled, Takao understanding immediately and rolling her eyes. 

“I’m with Haru tonight.” she said shortly. “He’s probably gonna be upset that I’m late, but I'll just say that I'm with Akihiko. He likes it when I ‘interact with my classmates and the community around me in productive ways!’” she said, changing his voice into a playful mocking of his moral compass of a classmate. 

Sato’s mouth flinched into a minuscule grin, but instantly went back into its usual bored look. “Don’t mock Aki-san. He’s good for you.” Takao retaliated the comment with a quick smack to Sato’s stomach with the back of her hand, before being quickly reprimanded with a flick to the back of the head. Takao was going to respond with another attack, but was stopped when a jacket was draped over his shoulders. “Keep you dry.” Sato said shortly, as if the girl wasn’t already soaked to the bone. 

“Thanks, coach.” Takao mumbled quietly, tugging the sleeves over his arms. “Your fingers are huge by the way.” Sato’s eyebrow quirked at that, looking over as Takao flicked a ring around her slightly smaller fingers. Sato’s engagement ring. 

The man quickly snatched the ring out of the boy’s hand and fit it back over his own finger, scowling a bit at her. “Don't steal, Takao. I didn’t even know you knew how to steal something that small.”

“I know a lot more than people give me credit for.” Aito said vaguely with a huff, stuffing her hands into the pockets of the jacket. In the small moment of silence, the rain around them seemed to get a bit heavier, as if trying to punish the girl for her sour attitude. That, or copy her mood.

“Well then, what do you know about that photograph you’re hiding from me?” Takao blinked in shock, before reaching into the pocket of her slacks and revealing the back of it to her teacher. So he was right. “See? I'm getting better at reading you, Takao-san.” Sato chuckled. Takao apparently didn’t see the humor in that, frowning as she stayed silent. Her whole body seemed to droop under the weight of the water, one hand clutched to her arm, her head low as though she was caught with some sort of contraband. It was just a picture… wasn’t it?

“Takao-san.” Sato said, raising his voice a bit above the soft playfulness of his last comment. “Is there something wrong?��� 

Takao’s fists balled up in frustration as she shoved the picture into the jacket pocket. Quickly he swiped his wet bangs out of the way of his eyes and-

And Sato felt a slight buzz inside of his nose, as if he were about to sneeze… but he didn’t. He only stared back as the boy’s sickly yellow eyes snarled their usual threat. The bark was much worse than the bite, at least in Sato’s case. It was rare for Takao to show his eyes to his teacher, so Sato knew he had something to say. 

If he didn’t know from just seeing his eyes, the puffiness- from either rainwater or tears, Sato couldn’t tell- was a good indicator that Takao needed someone to listen to her. 

“Mama doesn’t know that I know but…” Takao sniffled, trying to keep it together as the rain continued to pelt down. “The anniversary… of when my father left us… it’s coming up soon.” she said, wrapping her arms around herself in comfort. “Growing up, mama always made that day special for me… took me to a restaurant, or shopping, or an amusement park- whatever. It was always something. She thought that I could… I dunno- subconsciously tell that something bad happened today. She didn’t want me feeling bad so… we’d do something nice- something nice together.” he huffed, wiping his face clean with the sleeve of Sato’s jacket. He was definitely crying.. 

“But this year… this year I’m here at school and… and mama has a teacher thing she has to do and- and she’s gonna be away all week and-” he hiccuped, trying and failing to keep his voice still as tears stung his eyes. “And she’s sending me food and money- and I can hang out with any of my friends and-” her voice cracked as she held back a sob, holding herself tighter. “But I don't want my friends! I want my mama-” Thunder rolled and Takao shivered as she clutched her arms. If not for the jacket protecting her, her nails might have torn through her shirt by now. “What if she doesn’t come back coach?!” Takao asked, tears flowing freely down her face. “I am the model of perfection- from my actions to my movements to my looks to my thoughts, I am nothing but raw and ruthless in my perfection- even my ‘faults’ only make me more perfect- perfectly human in all ways, even mistakes. God made humanity in His image, and I am His near perfect twin.” again, lightning struck. Chastising or cheering, Sato couldn't tell- what he could tell though, was that it was getting dangerously close. He was about to stop Takao’s insistent narcissistic rambling when she looked at him with the wildest eyes he’d ever seen on a child her age, shaking and trembling as if to fight back screaming sobs. 

“So why was I not perfect enough for HIM!?” Takao shrieked, lightning striking a tree nearby, nearly deafening the two. 

In the silent ringing, Takao screamed and ran to Sato, burying himself in the man’s arms. “SATO!” the boy screamed, shaking like a leaf as he clutched his teacher’s torso in fear. “Take me back- back to the dorms!!” he trembled, tears warm against Sato’s chest- a shock after the coldness of the rain. “I’m scared- Sato, I’m so scared- please take me back!” she pleaded, Sato finally being in the state of mind to move his body and wrap his arms around the boy… and Takao was one. For just a fleeting moment… that’s all he was. Just a scared little boy, with no one to turn to but him. 

Sato had to get him to safety. 

Takao seemed petrified in her place, and as difficult as it was, Sato lifted the girl. Luckily she seemed to have the mind- or at least the instinct- to wrap her arms and legs around him and hold on like a lifeline as her teacher carried her under the awning and through the campus. It wasn’t long till both teacher and student were inside the dorms again, and Takao was finally lowered to the ground. 

She was still sobbing, holding onto Sato’s arm as she trembled lightly. She was in a delicate state though, so Sato allowed her to continue. 

“Takao kun!” The two looked up to see Takao’s long haired classmate- and napping buddy for the night- Hiroharu Aki. “She’s here, Maekawa-kun!” Aki called up the stairs before booking it to Takao’s side. “I woke up and realized that you hadn’t come to bed yet! You are absolutely soaked! Why were you out there!?” Aki asked, peppering the girl with questions as he removed the soaking jacket from her shoulders, Sato taking it without comment. 

“Aito!” Ikuto barked, sprinting down the stairs and tackling the girl in a hug, “We thought you’d run off somewhere- you’re soaking wet dude- hurry, we should get you out of all this before you get sick!” Maekawa, ever the worrier, tugged at his friend’s arm. 

Takao held on tightly to her teacher, though, looking up at him with covered eyes. Sato felt a slight tinge of nostalgia for it- being young and unable to express emotions because of a covered face. It made him smile a bit- not that Takao would know, seeing as his mouth was covered… well, maybe they would both know, in their own little way. “You three better hurry back. You’re way past curfew.” he said, in his sternest ‘you’re in trouble’ teacher voice. Both boys immediately started apologizing, Maekawa grabbing and pulling Takao quickly away towards their dorms. The girl looked back though, her hair flicking just out of the way enough that he could see her full expression. A smile… with very thankful eyes.

Sato left the dorm building, tossing the jacket over himself and fitting his arms through. It was already worthless to him as something to stop the rain, but it was just force of habit at this point. He slipped his hand into his pocket… but felt something there. The photograph… Takao had left it in his jacket pocket. 

Pulling it out and inspecting it felt like an invasion of privacy… but anyone would be curious, wouldn’t they? 

In the photo was a man sitting on a window nook with a young child, face buried in his chest as the man held him. Outside the window behind them was a raging storm, not unlike the one Sato was currently dodging above each awning. Aito Takao obviously bared quite the resemblance to her mother… but this man? The two of them could have been brothers. Between their soft droopy eyes, wide shoulders, and wavy hair just barely covering his deep brown eyes? It was impossible to deny who this picture was of. On the back of the photo was carefully written kanji, as if the writer was unused to the script. 

‘My two perfect boys. Aito hates the rain. He wants to nap with his daddy though’ 

…

Sato decided to return the picture after the weekend. The girl didn’t need reminding of something so terrible.

Sato then realized that he had spent nearly an hour with Takao, and on instinct he reached for his back pocket. It was a horrible instinct to have. He had just had such a touching moment with the boy, and here he was already suspecting him of-

His wallet.

The little bastard took his wallet.

[ayume-hikkido]

KNHA: MY IMMORTAL:

behold! The thing I spent the last 72 hours of my life doing!

featuring:

Amorette (@amor-core)

Sumiye (@smol-hibiscus)

Jimin (@art-is-drawing

Ikuto (@rescue-hero-cardiac)

Jetsam (@jetsam-kisa)

and brief mentions of both Ayume and Sato! (You're a fool if you think I'm tagging dante in this myself)

Find the Document (complete with authors notes of me suffering!) HERE

[gamergirlshelby]

I'm doing a little bit of writing about Tokiya and Sato's dynamic, since, from my perspective at least, the two have very similar personalities, so I feel like they'd get along at least a little bit. Plus Tokiya can learn a thing or two from Sato about not over using his quirk, and how to fight in situations where it might not be the most helpful.

Osamu Sato belongs to @dantelionwishes

The Fic is under the read more.

It had become quite the common occurrence for the students in classes 1-X and 1-Y to occasionally have one-on-one conversations with both of their teachers when it came to developing their capabilities so they could do their best when it comes to whatever field they are training for, whether that being hero work, or something else entirely.

Today was the day that Tokiya had to meet with Sato Sensei, the homeroom teacher for Class 1-X. Tokiya respected Sato Sensei because of how he was able to keep up with a bunch of teenagers with strong quirks while not having a quirk himself.

Tokiya had been slightly nervous about their meeting with Sato, since Sato had informed them that the two of them would be working on hand-to-hand combat without the use of quirks. Tokiya would usually go into any other exercise with at least a little bit of confidence, but Tokiya had not won a single match against any of their fellow classmates when it came to quirkless sparring. So going against a teacher who had specialized in this style of combat had made Tokiya uneasy about what was in his eyes, an inevitable failure.

Eventually Tokiya had reached the the gym, and once they entered they had found Sato Sensei waiting. "Ah Sensei you're early." Tokiya said, closing the door to the gym.

"It appears we both are." Sato had then turned to Tokiya. "I'm assuming you know why I called you down here."

"It's because of my poor performance during the hand-to-hand combat exercises correct?" Tokiya answered.

"That's correct, now please come with me." Sato then began to lead Tokiya away from the door to one of the spots designated for sparring. "Now I'm going to need you to come at me with all you got, alright?"

Tokiya then nodded and began to charge towards Sato. Once Tokiya was close enough he attempted to take a swing at Sato, but Sato had immediatley grabbed a hold of Tokiya and pinned him to the ground, causing Tokiya to make a loud grunt due to the sudden shift in position.

"That," Sato began, helping Tokiya up from the ground "was Judo. It is a type of martial art that relies on using the strength of your opponent against them. I think it would be beneficial if you tried to learn Judo since your quirk makes it hard for you to develop your muscles, and since Judo does not require the person using it to have impeccable physical strength, but to have a mastery over the technique."

"Ah," Tokiya then took a deep breath, in an attempt to recover from Sato grappling him to the ground. "I see. Will you be helping me out or-"

Sato had then interrupted Tokiya "As your teach, it is my job to help you if you need it. If you do not want my help I won't pester you, but know that I will be happy to help you Iori."

Tokiya was a bit taken aback, since Tokiya was used to having to learn concepts on his own, so it was surprising to have someone offer to help. "Thank you Sensei. I really appreciate it."

"Don't mention it. Like I said earlier, its my job to help my students." Sato then moved himself back to the opposite side of the designated area. "Now," Sato began, changing his position so he could face Tokiya's general direction, "I think we should get back to work."

[plutoeater]

FOUR IS A CROWD BUT ONE CAN BE SOUND

Hina doesn’t really pay much attention to Sato at first cause in her mind teachers are just background characters, so why bother? However if he shows her an ounce of fatherly love she might just roll over and die. Does not know how to handle praise to save her life.

Hina really likes Miss Me! She’s exciting and fun and all over the place. But again with the whole teachers are background characters thing, she doesn’t really notice Miss Me.

Hina LOVES Makoto. A very chaotic and borderline toxic duo. They wreak havoc and wield blackmail and I feel bad for their classmates.

Hikari… I’m sorry, who is that? Hina does not notice her at all. Likes her hero uniform though! Just not sure who it belongs to.

[dantelionwishes]

IM A BIT LATE TO RESPOND BUT YOU'RE KIDDING!!!! YOU'RE FUCKING WITH ME, YOU GUYS ARE ABSOLUTELY BONKERS INSANE!!!!!!!!!! HOW COULD U DO THIS TO ME!!!!! WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! /POS

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH THIS MEANS THE WHOLE WORLD TO ME BRB GONNA STAIN MY PILLOWS WITH SO MUCH TEARS AND [REDACTED]

SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY @dantelionwishes​

Here’s a gift that the carnival put together!!!  ( @you-may-call-me-meme​ @greyciees​ @eldritch-whispers​ @napstennoji​ @kamiart​ )

Some birthday messages aswell :)

[lintulady]

And with this I should, for now, be done with drawing for a bit, well at least the b-day related stuff.. Let’s hope I get some more ideas to create cause this is hella fun!

Momo fact! Whenever she isn’t sure what to buy for someone she gets them a small book of poetry since she likes poetry and hopes others might too!

Incase the cursive is unclear:  Hello Sato sensei.

I overheard your birthday was recently so I wanted to give you a small gift.

I may not be your student but I will be seeing you a lot so I wanted to do something nice!

So.

Happy birthday Sato Sensei

(I hope you like poetry)

@dantelionwishes

[glitchviper]

Conference

@dantelionwishes All the talk about parent-teacher conferences got me thinking and then I had this idea. So I obviously had to write about it. So here is the conference between Sato-sensei and Tsumi's wonderful mom Taeko Natsumi

Notes: This is kinda sad not gonna lie, y'all gonna get some insight about Tsumi's character (the sad portions of it cause y'all have only really got fun stuff with these). Also, the kid is probably supposed to be in the room during these conferences but it worked better without Tsumi in the room so yeah. Also it's unedited so it might be mildly incomprehensible

Sato sorted through some of the papers on his desk, sorting through the mess of notes he had prepared and taken during the night's conferences. Some went better than others and at this point, Sato was begging for a decent parent to come and save him. Sato didn't even look up as a quiet knock came from the classroom door. "Come in."

"You're Osamu Sato, correct?"

"Yes that would be me," Sato turned to see who had just entered his classroom. It was a woman who looked to be in about her mid-30s, she was decently tall with wavy black hair. Two black horns sprouted from her head and her eyes were a bright yellow that appeared to be dulled down by tiredness. "And I'm assuming that you're Tsutsumi's mother."

"Yes, Taeko Natsumi. I am so sorry that I'm late. Something happened at work last minute so I had to stay late but as soon as I got out I rushed right over," she apologized as she took a seat in one of the chairs positioned in front of Sato's desk for the conference.

Sato shook his head," No need to apologize. Now then let's just get right into it shall we."

Taeko nodded, she had been waiting for this conference since Tsumi told her about it the other week. This was her chance to make sure that everything was okay with her daughter.

"Now academically Tsumi is rather average, though she occasionally falls behind the curve. But it doesn't happen often enough for it to be of any actual concern. Though if you want I'm sure there's plenty of students who wouldn't mind lending her a hand with her studies," Sato explained.

Taeko thought for a second before shaking her head," That's fine. Like you said her grades don't sound like they're struggling. Plus I know she's never been all that interested in academics, so a tutor isn't necessary."

Sato nodded, "Now onto her hero training. Your daughter has a very powerful quirk, as I'm sure you're aware, and she is one of the most passionate students I've ever seen. I don't think anyone else in the class trains quite as much as her, and sometimes I wonder if there's anything I can teach her that she hasn't already started to teach herself," Sato chuckled a little at his overexaggerated praise. "Not to mention she's constantly aiming to help out all of her classmates, whether it is training-related or not. She's made it more than apparent that she already has the mind and heart to be a hero, I have no doubt of that in my mind."

Taeko smiled at the praise, it warmed her heart to hear how well Tsumi was doing. Not to mention that she was getting along with her classmates. She knew that Tsumi didn't have the best middle school, so the fact that Tsumi finally had people who she got along with and could call friends, it was almost enough to make her tear up.

Sato took a deep breath to prepare himself for what he wanted to bring up next. "Though that brings me onto what I really wanted to discuss with you. While Tsumi is really good at the hero thing, she doesn't seem to be very good at the being a kid thing," he paused," as I said she trains more than anyone else in class but that almost seems to be the only thing she does. I don't know the stories of all the scars she has but I see them and the occasional new ones and the dark circles around her eyes and I start to worry."

Taeko just looked down at her lap, seeming lost deep in thought. She didn't dare look Sato in the eye right now. Sato was about to continue but got cut off. "I know," Taeko didn't lookup.

"Tsumi's been like that for a while," she took a second to make sure she was collected before continuing," I used to think that the change started at middle school, but I know that it happened long before then. When Tsumi was around 6 years old she and her father got into an accident. Tsumi got messed up pretty bad but recovered fully, but her father wasn't as lucky. Tsumi herself was left with a massive scar, a reminder of what happened. That combined with all the other effects of the loss created the Tsumi we have today. Before it all went down she was quiet and cautious, but after the accident, she started to become more reckless. I guess as she got older that recklessness just changed targets and turned into what it is today."

"I am, so sorry for your loss," Sato paused, still processing what he was told.

"Thank you," Taeko gave a sorrowful smile. "I just know that event still has such a large effect on her life. She fights so adamantly to not let her life be a story of tragedy and rather be one of heroism, especially after middle school."

Even though Taeko didn't say anything about what happened to Tsumi during those years Sato could assume, especially with a quirk like hers.

Taeko spoke up again, a new emotion that Sato couldn't quite place in her voice," And I'm telling you all of this because I need your help. I want Tsumi to achieve her dream. More than anything else in this world I want her to be happy and that is what is going to make her happy, but I know I can't help her. At least not directly. But you, you can. So please he Tsutsumi achieve her dream while keeping her from tearing herself apart."

Tears started to form at the corner of her eyes," This is the only way that I know that I can assure she stays happy and healthy. So please, keep her safe and make my little girl a hero Mr. Sato."

Sato looked at her in stunned silence, all this woman wanted was the best life for her daughter. "Don't worry Mrs. Natsumi, you're daughter is in good hands. I'll make sure she is taken care of."

"Thank you," Taeko smiled. "Thank you so much."

[zed-the-buggy]

I was looking at the floor plan and noticed something... Hopefully they have lifts or something. wasn't supposed to finish this and i realize now they probably wouldn't be wearing uniforms rn but h-

[dantelionwishes]

looks like we've got the bakugo of our class.........

the non-quirk class miiiiight take a minute to warm up to,,,,

@dantelionwishes

[dantelionwishes]

you've activated my TRAP CARD: ACTOR AU

hikari kamino

horror genre movie actor!

has played several roles such as: the badass side character (TM), a paranormal detective's assistant, part of a main teen cast, final girl, and even a slasher! (HER HEIGHT IS INFAMOUS)

her height is very VERY real and so she gets cast as the antagonist quite often

has roles in movies similar in genre to slasher films, or stuff like psychological horror, or even plain old demon/ghost/monster movies

started out young as a child actress who was a possessed kid and she gained popularity from there

"have you tried getting a prosthetic on your face that is meant to be chopped off and bleed on-screen? have you tried walking in a heavy, hulking costume you can barely see or walk in while carrying another actor?"

she's so used to dark and broody sets that she jokes about how the bright and lively atmosphere of this series is so foreign to her

loved the wig so much she put red streaks in her hair

she's so used to being so scary and intimidating and chasing away her fellow cast members that she ends up stuttering her lines cos she literally has no idea how she ended up with this role (good thing the stuttering is in character, they end up keeping it)

actually pretty calm and scary, I'd imagine it's hard to approach her knowing she can easily pic you up or scare you half to death

makoto shiba

stand-up comedian!

bro they didn't have to audition HAHAHAHA they were selected for a role cos they were such a popular comedian

that acting? nah dude that's not acting that's just them 😭😭😭

likes doing instagram/facebook live when they get the makeup on them

DYED THEIR HAIR FOR THE ROLE COS HELL YEAH

probably does pranks on set (IM TELLING YOU ITS JUST. THE SAME)

childhood sweethearts with moa's actress and convinced the directors to make them kiss kiss fall in love

the most active one on social media for sure

just imagine john mulaney LITERALLY JUST REPLACE EVERY SCREENSHOT OF HIM WITH THEM AND THAT'S IT THATS THEM ALRIGHT

MOST OF THEIR LINES ARE JUST THEM CRACKING JOKES AND IT'S 100% OFF SCRIPT BUT ITS SO FUNNY THE DIRECTORS KEEP IT 💀💀💀💀💀

A lot of bloopers of them spouting different lines for the same scene HABSNWNEJ TOO MANY JOKES UP THEIR SLEEVE

probably really REALLY good at voice acting

osamu sato

popular romance actor!

VERY VERY VERY CHARISMATIC he's practically sparkling when he speaks and gives everyone bisexual panic

so him needing to be a scary strict teacher came outta nowhere

pretty boy who always comes out with a high ranking on most dateable/hottest bachelor

watch fans riot when they literally hide his face 24/7 with sato's mask LMAOOOOOOO

and all the piercings are fake HAHAHAHSH

closeted bisexual who had a LOT of roles starring as the main male bachelor to be paired with a female for a love team

got the role and was surprised his character was engaged with the series' all might so yes all their lovey dovey stuff was acting.......at FIRST

its revealed that toshinori actually picked sato's actor for all might's fiance cos he fancied him 😳😳😳

sato has a rule to never date co-workers from his romance movie roles but ...toshinori isn't from any of his romance movies 😏

paparazzi found them in a bar after hours once

miss me

famous idol/singer!

you know how miss me doesnt have a lot of content compared to the other three? haha HDSHGRSFG WATCH ME MAKE AN ACTOR AU EXPLANATION WHY

she's a very very very famous a-list idol/artist so the studio cant actually pay her so much for every single appearance she makes HAHJDGHJRF

imagine it like. lil nas x on a television show for a cameo every now and then or how nicki minaj was sugilite ONCE on steven universe HHGRJDGR

speaking of lil nas x she's probably popular AND infamous also because she really is trans and disabled! she fights for her rights and the haters hate her all the while she gets more and more popular from her very cool representative songs

does a lot of charity concerts

if there was an opening song and ending song, it's most likely she had performed them herself as part of her new album

[ayume-hikkido]

Any teacher or student would be cool..! Your choice 💕

hm. how about all of them.

makoto!

- bastard, both derogatory and affectionate

- ayume finds her a bit too loud to be honest.

- get out of her personal space right now or they will resort to underhanded tactics.

- underhanded tactics: being put on top of the fridge. shortie.

- ayume likes giving gifts to people, and buys them a long furby, a birthday gift.

- she/they gang

hikari!

- someone give this girl some cheap takeout right now

- a quirk that you don't have to manage much??? what is this

- pretty hair

- please stop crying oh god oh fuck i only said hi-

- did a double take upon seeing her in class for the first time, like wait a second

sato!

- father figure

- she doesn't like the fact he's strict but she certainly respects it

- oh he has bad breath? better leave mints on his desk

- really cool piercings

- jokes aside, ayume's really grateful towards him and UA as a whole. It gave her an opportunity she really needed. that one comic was originally supposed to feature Sato but I kept it up to interpretation in the end

- didnt realize the adoption papers were a joke at first and panicked

- sometimes ayume has to take often breaks during training and she's thankful Sato understands that.

Miss me!

- DISABLED TRANSFEM SOLIDARITY

- seriously miss me is legitimately one of her role models

- and also a reason she even applied to ua in the first place

- quirk specialization also has them like 👀

- she looks so fucking cool????

[kamiart]

HELLO AGAIN I'M NOT DEAD!!

And in fact, I'm currently doing a BNHA OC comeback with a bunch of my mutuals! With @dantelionwishes being the one behind the event in the first place :) (Dante ily /p)

In this case, here is my gal: Meet Rin Tsukikage, a tired and emotionally stunted trans girl with a heart of gold. She always strives to do her very best- even if her best ends up with her overworked, overclocked and constantly sleepy. 💤

Been looking forward to posting this all week, so I hope you all like her as much as I do! :D 💖💕

EDIT: I MAY BE STUPID, RIN'S ENGLISH NAME IS RIN TSUKIKAGE (Rin is the forename!!), AND OSAMU-SENSEI SHOULD BE SATO-SENSEI

THAT IS ALL, FORGIVE MY SHEER STUPIDITY

[dantelionwishes]

sato then tried to shrug it off as a joke 

Double adopted is a thing right?

Honestly idk if this is what he would say but it felt really funny in my head so here. @dantelionwishes 8'D

[dantelionwishes]

DANTE WHAT THE FUCK MY MUM WAS STANDING BEHIND ME MAN DO YOU KNOW HOW WEIRD IT IS TO EXPLAIN WHY THERE’S A DRAWING OF ALL MIGHT CRUSHING A MAN BETWEEN HIS THIGHS MY MUM KNOWS BNHA DANTE IM DYING HERE IDNWLDBSKDBWJ

so sorry im gonna do it again sato really wants it not me totally not me haha boyy what am i gonna do with youuu

[dantelionwishes]

"Watanabe."

Sato spoke in a firm tone as he leaned against the wall behind him, arms crossed with difficult-to-read expression across his face. He was never a fan of lecturing his students like this, but it needed to be done every now and then. Kids were getting more and more stubborn nowadays, and he's not sure who to blame.

"We've discussed this in the past during our classes. Have you forgotten? Tell me." The teacher waited for an answer from the injured boy, his voice loud and clear with instruction.

A soft huff came from the boy. He felt like he was somehow dying and dead at the same time. Everything hurt. Everything felt terrible.

"... I was winning." He croaked. Whether that was really true or not didnt seem to matter. Maybe he fried his brain a little...

"You were winning in a losing battle with yourself, Watanabe." The teacher had raised his voice a little with urgency, "So many times. I've told you to never overuse your quirk like that." Even while wearing the mask it was clear how loud his voice was getting as he spoke, a growing exasperated appearance on his usually calm face.

"Do you understand the risks you physically take when you pull of stunts like these, Watanabe? Do you?"

....

He turned his head away from his teacher, grunting lightly. Hell, even that simple movement hurt like hell-- "Everyone's quirks b-.. Backfires somehow." Sniff. "... 's not my fault-... Not my fault mine sucks." If he had just gone a little further he could have knocked her out of the ring. Could have proceeded. Hell, he might have won the entire event!

A sigh.

He was crying. Sato took a deep breath to calm himself down and massaged the bridge of his nose.

"You're not listening to me, you can't even answer my question." His brain really was that close to getting melted, his student's basically delusional at this point. He can't think of anything else. Sato really is grateful to have a co-teacher like Lucca to act as referee. Their special class of unique students were a bit stubborn, almost comparable to the current third years when they were younger.

"I've told everyone in class to not overuse their quirk, not just you." The teacher leafed through Taishiro's medical papers, briefly going through the history of his quirk. "Do you understand where I'm going, Watanabe?" Based on the student's expression alone, he knew he wasn't listening.

Previous records of burns. Overuse. Overheating in summer. Some brief notes about malnutrition and possible neglect from a few years back-

"......"

Was he listening? Tired? Or did he fuck himself up and needed longer to think? Oh lord.. ".... Ss.." ow

".... Sato-sensei... I-- gh... You don't get it at all." sniffle. Ow existing is painful. "... I-i have to."

"You don't." His voice stayed unyielding, but kinder. "You don't have to, Watanabe."

Sato set the papers beside away, handing it to Recovery Girl who watched with a worried expression. "It's...a high school event," he approached, sitting at the foot of the bed where his student rested. "Watanabe. It's a sports festival. You are a sixteen years old teenage student who shouldn't be focusing on studies and making friends."

"...."

Sniff

".... You d.. you don't get it-" It felt like no one did "You just-- S-sometimes you just gotta deal with a little pain- UGH-" Yoshie look what you did you fucked up the kid- He squeezed his eyes(?) Closed. "T-... To get where you need to.."

"A little." He repeated, "A little pain." Sato felt a nerve pop at how Tai's words, but let it slide. Take a deep breath, you're past your prime, Osamu. It's his story, not yours. Don't make it about you. The kid needs this. He needs you right now.

The teacher pointed to his pitch-black hands, his injuries, his bandages, his current state of being. There was even a constant, soft whirring of a fan as his student recovered in bed. "You're going to get yourself killed before you can get where you need to, Taishiro. I can't let you do this."

His hands twitched. There was an attempt to ball his fists, but the pain didn't do any favours.. If he kept this up then he'd lose the functions in his hands entirely, if not the hands themselves.

"W-" An attempt to sit up. Very short lived though. "Y-you're not kicking me out of the tournament are you?!" Owie his throat. "You can't do that!"

"Stay still, Watanabe-kun!" Recovery Girl raised her voice from her seat, upset. "You shouldn't move around so much in your condition. You're going to stay here until you've stabilized." She crossed her arms. "Anything happens to you, and it's going to be on me!"

"You heard the boss," Sato turned back to his student, putting a sympathetic hand on Tai's blanketed knee. "Please, you need all the rest you can get. You need this more than anything else right now."

B- but that's not fair!!!" He shook a little. Pain? Anger? Who knows. "I was so close-- You can't do this to me, Sensei!!!" Oop tears ahoy

"Close to dying, if that was your goal." The teacher's expression was solemn, serious. This conversation was getting nowhere, and his student continued to be stubborn and in denial. He wished he could stay here for him, but he's got his job as a homeroom teacher cut out for him. He has other students to tend to, but this one...he might not be enough for Tai.

"I don't want you risking your life out there, against your own classmates. It's. A sports festival. You're supposed to be having fun out there." Sato pointed to the window, where the stadium could be seen from the clinic, "You enrolled here to become a hero, didn't you? What's the point if you don't make it to fighting villains? You won't be anywhere close if everything ends here."

"If I can't handle a sports festival how am i going to handle villains?!??" Angy.. "I-its not my fault I was matched with someone powerful!!"

"No hero gets to choose who they'll fight on the battle field. That's exactly what you're here in UA, Watanabe." Sato raked his fingers through his own locks, giving his student a meaningful glance. "To learn."

The usually tired teacher's eyes began to blaze with passion. "You're going to exactly learn how to, without endangering yourself. I've been teaching you how to, haven't I?" He didn't enroll into education for nothing, after all. "Or perhaps my classes really are that boring, hm?" Sato passed a joking glare towards Taishiro, recalling his grades and current standing.

".. I was winning" Huff "You should be happy about that... One of your students was doing good.. And now you're blocking him from winning"

He's not listening. Teenagers really are a different breed, huh?

The bed shifted from Sato's weight as he slowly moved towards the other student before gently, softly, enveloping Taishiro in the warmest hug he could give without adding pain to his injuries.

"You've done amazingly, well beyond my expectations...and now you need to rest. I'm so sorry I have to stop you here, when you're so close. I really am." Sato brings a hand behind Taishiro's head, carefully caressing his brightly coloured hair. He strokes the back of his head gently, speaking in a voice just as tender.

"I'm more than happy, Watanabe. Thank you for being a proud, strong student of Class 1-X."

He flinches a little from the pressure. Ow- Injury--

Whens the last time someone pet his hair like this? Not since he was tiny, probably. It was nice. Reminded him of snoozing on his dads lap on the way home from the park.

...

Sniff.

Sniff sniff-

The tears were already there, of course, but this just made it worse, thick black tears pouring from his eyes(?) Mann.. Even after all of that. After almost melting himself alive. After being so stubborn..

He was still just a teenager.

Hic-

He trembled, hiccuping as his lip trembled... And finally fully giving into his tears. Wailing onto his teacher. Sorry Sato your shirt is gonna get stained

It's not the first time Sato's shirt got stained with black tears. If anything, he's just happy to be there for his students in their time of need. He continues speaking what's on his mind, all the while hugging and comforting him via headpats.

"You kids are going to be the future. You guys are going to protect us when the time is right," voice low and soothing, he kept going. "So as your teacher, I can't have you risking your life as early as now. It would be my fault if something bad happened to you, it meant I didn't teach right."

He leaned back, breaking the hug. Even with the mask, Sato's smile was evident as his eyes crinkled with encouragement and pride towards Taishiro. "So with that, please continue being a good student, 'kay? Study well and become a great hero."

Hic hic hic--

Oh he's a mess. Aw man the bandages are gonna get stained too. :C

He kept shaking. Pained. Both emotionally and physically. God he was so tired-- "I-i'm trying!!"

"Trying a bit too hard, I'd say." Sato laughed softly, if not a bit cocky.

"You'll need some extra remedial classes if you want to be a good hero. And maybe some extra focus." Before he could say anything else, there was a knock at the door. Ah, right on time. Recovery Girl glanced as Sato put away his phone into his pocket, did he contact someone?

"Come right in, sir. The door's open."

Sniff...

He lifted his head. Another doctor maybe? Who would- ...

"Taishiro-!"

Oh lord-

Yoshie wastes no time. He's still in his pizza place uniform. Pizza smell. Pizza man.. He dashes over to grab and hold his son, of course causing the kid a little more pain but- Hey he could deal. Proabbly-

"D- Dad?!"

"Tai- Taishiro i saw everything--" He grabbed his son by the shoulders, face full of concern.

"How could you do that to yourself?! Do you know how dangerous that was?!?!"

"Dad...-"

"No! You can't-- Son. You can't keep doing this!!"

"I was winni-" "YOU WERE KILLING YOURSELF, TAI."

...

Oh

Tai is pulled in for a tight hug again, his father tearing up as he holds his son protectively, tai looking stunned for a moment.

"You can't do that-- Why would--" A sniff. From Yoshie this time. "..You're my only son, Tai! You can't do that to yourself!"

The father turned his head a little, looking at the teacher. ".. I-is it possible for me to take him home? Watch over his recovery?"

Sato hummed, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well...it's a miracle the match ended before things for irreversible. It's another miracle that we've got such an amazing nurse on our side, too." He glances over to Recovery Girl for an opinion. "What do you say, Ma'am?"

"He's still a bit unstable, so we need to watch over him a bit more. He did too much work this festival, so..." The school nurse herself huffs, always with the tendency to scold those she heals up. "Learn to control yourself, young man! You're still a teenager, don't risk yourself at this age!" She raises her cane, gesturing to all the other students in the ward. "And that goes for all of you, too! Got that?!" A collective groan from the injured students follows, sounding like a "yes, ma'am."

The teacher decided to continue for her, "He should be okay to bring home by tomorrow." He placed a hand on Yoshie's shoulder, kind but firm. "Don't worry Watanabe-san, your son is in good hands."

"...."

A small nod, before he turns back to his son, cupping the students face.

"Tai.. I know it's not been easy. I know-.. I know i've not been the best father to you-" Two idiots be crying "... But this-..You can't do this. Not for my sake.." Looks like he saw the rin match. oop. "You have to do things for yourself. Make friends! ignore your work-- Hell, get another piercing- Just.. Don't give up your youth for me, Tai."

"D..."

All of this was for him.. All of this was.. All... "

... D-daaad-!!"And back to wailing he goes, his father chuckling a little through his own tears, holding him close. and letting his son cry it out. There was a lot of healing to be done, but at least this time he'd fight like hell to be around to help with it.

Sato watched as the two cried in each others arms, relieved that things turned out pretty well in the end. He excused himself from the clinic, waved goodbye to the nurse, father, and patient.

Now, then...

As soon as he closed the infirmary door behind him, Hikari, the redheaded girl from the other class was clutching her cellphone anxiously as she stuttered to find her voice. He wasn't well acquainted with her, but knew she did rather well in his class knowing that she received some sort of prior training from her pro hero relatives with that unfortunate quirk of hers. And she's the last of Class 1-Y standing...if anything, he's a bit worried considering Lucca's most anxious student is going to fight his scariest, angriest student.

"It's okay. He's doing well." He craned his neck as he looked up at the towering high schooler, "It's not your fault."

Taishiro didn't know Hikari's immunity to heat and fire. Trying to pull off a stunt like burning himself up in the inside to try and fry her only backfired completely. She couldn't do anything either, doing her damnedest to keep herself in the stage even if he kept rewounding time. Lucca must have noticed her student's distress in trying to get close to Taishiro to stop him. I really have to treat her to drinks sometime, it's tough being a teacher.

"S.....S-Sensei...."

A broken whimper stopped his trail of thought.

"Ah, sorry. You want me to escort you back to the stadium? Don't worry, I know Fuwa is scary and all, but--"

"........it's not th-that...."

Sato raised a brow and observed her movements. She's always trembling, but...she's shaking pretty badly. The student looks like she just finished crying, puffy eyes, nose and all. She clutched her phone close to her body before opening her mouth again. Hikari recalled the conversation she had on the phone and mustered up all the courage she had.

"I...I need to go home."