#Rich izuku au

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Learning to belong ~ poly!MHA x fem!Reader (05)

Hi ! Hope you’ll enjoy this!

Warning: cursing, nsfw/smut

tags: aged-up characters ; Pack! Izuku Midoriya X Bakugo Katsuki X Shoto Todoroki X Kirishima Eijirou ; Omega!Izuku Midoriya ; Omega!Bakugo Katsuki ; Omega!Shoto Todoroki ; Omega!Kirishima Eijirou ; technically Beta!Reader ; afab!Reader ; modern Au ; post-UA ; Reader has a quirk ; non hero!Reader ; eventually smut ; bisexual!Reader

04 <- 05 -> 06

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This chapter is just smut, it can be skip for those who aren’t interested in reading it! If that’s the case, see you next time !

The minute Kirishima finally brought Todoroki home, he found himself shoved against the door. Todoroki was frantic, his impatience palpable, as if his entire being would combust if he didn’t feel Kirishima’s hands on him—if he didn’t claim his red-haired mate’s lips with his. He had tried so hard to keep his composure after the doctor fled his hospital room, he swallowed down the needy ache in his chest and ignored the damp slick soaking his pants as they passed the hospital’s front desk. He did everything he could to not hump the car’s backseat, by clutching the seat with white-knuckled hands.

But now, within the comfort of their home, with nothing left holding him back, that restraint snapped. He pressed against Kirishima with desperate force, his hands restless and hungry for more. One moment, his fingers clawed at the hem of Kirishima’s shirt, eager to slip beneath and feel the heat of his skin against his; the next, they tangled in his red locks, pulling him in for an eager kiss. All he knew was this—Kirishima’s taste, his lips, his touch, and the searing fire between them. The feel of his hardness against him was a lifeline, yet it was nowhere near enough.

“Shoto… your room,” Kirishima murmured, voice rough and unsteady. “He’ll kill us if… we ruin the living room.”

Todoroki rolled his eyes, irritation flaring at Kirishima’s attempt to slow him down. He could blow up the whole damn house if he wanted—he couldn’t care less. He didn’t bother to reply instead he buried his face in his mate neck, inhaling as the sweetness of mango and the brightness of passion fruit flooded his senses. Sun-drenched, rich and sweet mango entangled with the playful sharpness and brightness of passion fruits, sending thrills down his spine. Usually, Kirishima’s thoughtful nature was endearing, something he loved about his mate, but right now, it was just getting in the way.

He couldn’t help but nip and bite at Kirishima’s skin, his teeth grazing over the fading mate mark he’d left before. Each kiss and scrape carried a hint of impatience as his hips rolled against Kirishima, seeking any relief from the heat clawing through him. The soft whimpers and moans escaping Kirishima's lips sent a surge of pleasure through Todoroki. An insatiable need gripped him, swelling stronger with every heartbeat. It felt unbearable without Eijirou’s hands on his bare skin. He couldn’t stand the distance between them— everything in him urged him to remove every barrier separating their skins.

Before he could act on that impulse, Kirishima grabbed him by the wrist with a firm hold, dragging him toward the bedroom. Todoroki didn’t want to waste a single moment on the short walk to his bedroom, but his protests died in his throat as Kirishima pulled him inside. Swiftly, Kirishima stripped himself bare, tossing aside shirt, pants, and underwear—to be lost somewhere in the room. The sight of Kirishima naked, made Todoroki’s gut twist hunger. He felt his pulse pounding, each beat echoing in his chest and in his throbbing dick that had been crying for attention for so long. A sultry grin spread across his face, pleased by the sight.

Everything after this was a blur. Kirishima’s lips crashed against Todoroki’s, and even the roughness, the edge of pain, felt delicious in the moment. He hardly noticed Kirishima stripping him down, leaving him naked under his touch, skin met skin—feverish and flushed with lust—, as they tangled together. Kirishima’s hands were everywhere, gripping his waist, roaming along his back, and threading through his heterochromatic hair before trailing down to tease his sensitive nipple, igniting sparks of pleasure with each touch.

He only registered being laid down on the bed when his head met and rested on a soft pillow. His body moved instinctively as he spread his legs, pulling Kirishima closer and trapping him against him. Throbbing and leaking cocks pressed against each other, each straining for more. One again, their lips collided, the kiss deepening into a messy, ravaging frenzy—an unrestrained clash of mouths and mingled breaths that left no room for thought, only desperate moans and whimpers slipping away between kisses.

His hips bucked up as Kirishima began to open him, sliding his fingers into his slick, needy hole. His moans were swallowed by Kirishima’s mouth, in response, he spread his legs wider and rocked his hips insistently, trying to force his mate fingers deeper, to urge him faster.

“Eiji… stop teasing me,” Todoroki demanded, breaking their kiss. His voice was rough and trembling, and his words were a heated mix of command and plea.

“I just want to take care of you—you’re so sweet to me,” He murmured, voice thick with desire.

His gaze softened as he took in Todoroki’s flushed cheeks and parted lips, savoring the sight before him. A pleased, almost possessive purr rumbled in his chest as he trailed soft kisses along Todoroki’s forehead, cheeks, and neck, each one filled with a tenderness that barely masked the passion simmering beneath its surface. His fingers slid in and out of Todoroki’s demanding heat, slow and deliberate, coaxing out every shiver and whimper.

But Todoroki’s patience was running out. The gentleness felt too sweet, too slow, and he craved more—something only Kirishima could give him in the moment. When Kirishima added a third finger, Todoroki’s back arched as a loud moan escaped him, but it still wasn’t enough yet again. His hands gripped Kirishima’s shoulders, fingers pressing in, desperately pulling him closer.

“Enough of this—just take me already. I’m ready for you. I need you, now.” Frustration bubbled within him, it shouldn’t be that hard to get fucked by his mate.

With an apologetic smile, Kirishima aligned himself and pressed his cock against Todoroki’s entrance. The first stretch was painfully slow but breathtaking, and he shut his eyes tightly, surrendering himself to the sensation of his mate filling him up completely. The tingling pain was exhilarating, blending into waves of pleasure that left him breathless as Kirishima pressed deeper. The first thrust was blissful, a long-awaited relief that pulsed through him. Each rough thrust that followed sent sparks of ecstasy racing through his body, igniting every nerve as he arched into the sensation. Todoroki felt so full, so utterly taken; every time Kirishima hit that perfect spot inside him, his eyes rolled back, and he let out a high-pitched moan. The feeling was mind numbing, an electric rush that made him clench around Kirishima’s cock, stripping away any trace of his mate's initial caution.

“Eiji… yes, so good, so good… always so good for me,” Todoroki gasped, his words spilling out between moans and whimpers. His voice was thick, slurred, and barely coherent as he lost himself in the pleasure. “More, give me more!” He said with each syllable trembling with burning need.

Kirishima’s breath caught at the praise, almost sending him over the edge. It clouded his mind, driving him wild with the need to hear more, and made him chase his own relief now. He happily obliged to Todoroki's demand, fucking him faster and harder than before.

Once again, Todoroki's eyes shuttered closed as a chorus of "yes" and "more" echoed in the room. The sound of wet skin slamming against wet skin was deafening, the air heavy with the intoxicating scents of juicy mango, ripe berries, plump passion fruit, and hot honey intertwining around them. Yet, amid this burst of fruity aromas, Todoroki recalled the events of earlier that day. He couldn’t shake the image of the alpha—your confused eyes, filled with uncertainty, your finger grazing his nipple and sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. The taste of your skin, sweet and tantalizing, lingered on his tongue as if your essence was still with him and your scent. Somehow, just remembering it made him feel as if he could smell it—a mouthwatering peach scent that grew sweeter and richer as your body had responded to his touch.

Visions of you flooded his mind, his heat-fogged brain unable to resist picturing you there with him and Eijirou. He wondered if you tasted as sugary as you smelled, how much sweeter your peach could be, and if the scent would grow thicker, sun-drenched, and decadent at your core. Images of you sitting on his face, burying him between your thighs and drowning him in your pussy as he devour you like a starved man, all while Eijirou fucked him rough and relentless, filled his thoughts.

His tongue rolled out at the thought of this, ready to taste this imaginary pussy, while his desperate yet barely contained pleas for you lingered on his lips, and mixed with his cries to his mate. The words “Alpha, please! Eiji, don’t stop! More, more, more, alpha!” pounding in his mind.

Todoroki came in a silent scream, tears pouring down his face.

This chapter is once again too long. I wanted to include the heat sex scene and then the events that follow, but the smut ended up being too damn long.

I’ve never written MxM smut before, so I really need you all to tell me if it was worded poorly or came across as weird. It is so much more difficult to write smut than I thought 😭. Like I couldn’t decide between dick or cock, so I did both. I am not really satisfied with chapter to be honest, some parts are greats but others are too descriptive. I feel like. So, I count on you to give me feedback about this. Like seriously, don’t leave me hanging guys😔

I think Kirishima is the kind of lover who’s too worried about doing anything that might hurt his partner. I imagine he'd be so concerned that, at some point, you’d just have to push him onto his back and take control, fucking in the way he was too afraid to fuck you. But all that hesitation crumbles once you start fucking him though. Mister 'I’m just so scared I’ll hurt you 🥺' gets completely lost in the moment, gripping your hips so tightly it’s bruising as he thrusts into you, fast and hard. It’s funny how he gets so needy so fast once he’s buried inside you. His mind is blissfully clouded, utterly consumed by you, every thought turning to puddles at the way you envelop him—so warm, tight, and intoxicating

It doesn’t take much for him to get pussy drunk, looking up at you with a stupidly dazed expression as he sweetly pleads for a kiss…

But let’s save some of this for later.

This is me complaining, but anyway: I hate when people write poly fics with allegedly reader x character AND character x character, but they completely forget that the characters are in a relationship outside of the reader. We don’t see them do anything as a couple before the reader is included. It makes no sense and makes the story feel more like a harem (which I enjoy occasionally, but it's not what I'm looking for in a poly fic). So yeah, the boys are going to fuck without the reader. Multiple times, just so you know!

I didn’t do any cliffhanger this time, shame on me. But what I am supposed to do after a 1,5k words smut ?

This is a long ass note again, my problem is I work on those chapters a little bit every day, and everyday I have some shit i want to say, so the note keeps getting longer and longer.

As always, criticisms are welcome.

Big thank you to @cafekitsune who made the beautiful dividers

04 <- 05 -> 06

My apologies if I forgot anyone in the taglist

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[eva-616]

Mha Hierarchy AU ?!??

Scholarship kid Izuku

Rich but Nice Y/N (aka IT girl) (yah I’m like that)

Bully Bakugo who’s also our ex! But still has a soft spot for reader.

Possible Shoto having some tension?? (But with reader orr….)

Hmmmm the plot is plotting 😋😋😋😋

[sxp3rpoet]

hey, boy!

black!swedish! mcbling! reader x katsuki bakugo.

sypnosis; you've always had a little interest for katsuki, and always wanted to meet the infamous attractive firecracker, so mina decides to take you as her plus one for one of the most known parties in college. katsuki's birthday.

warnings; not edited, college au! characters are aged up as well. cursing, fluff, mature! bakugo. kinda very ooc! izuku midoriya, more fluff, mcbling! mina as well, because who's gonna be mcbling with you? love at frist sight type shit, modern fashion for the boys. slight! attention bather mina and reader. confident queens. and I think thats about it. Enjoy!

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“So, what’s the plan?” Mina asked, her voice laced with excitement as she fluffed up her short, cute strawberry-toned hair, each strand bouncing with a lively sheen under the soft glow of the vanity lights. She leaned closer to the mirror, examining her reflection with a keen eye, making sure every strand was in its rightful place. Her lips curled into a sly smile as she glanced at Y/n, who was busy adjusting her sleeveless cheetah print top, the fabric hugging her curves perfectly.

Y/n let out a cute, infectious giggle, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I’mma use my eyes, ja? So when he walks past me, I’ll hit him with the full blast of my charm. In a few seconds, he’ll be wrapped around my pinky finger. That cute lil shit.” She lifted her hand, showing off her manicured pinky, adorned with a thick, pink jade ring that caught the light and gleamed softly. Her confidence was unshakable, and Mina couldn’t help but chuckle, nodding as she applied a smooth layer of foundation to her already glowing skin.

“Babes, you don’t even have to look at him,” Mina said with a knowing grin, blending her makeup with expert precision. “You’re exactly Katsuki’s type. Just brush past him and don’t say anything. He’ll be hooked without you having to lift a finger.”

It was Y/n’s turn to laugh, the sound rich and melodious as she unscrewed the cap of her favorite lip gloss. The applicator glided smoothly across her plump, supple lips, leaving behind a glossy, irresistible sheen. Her pretty brown skin glowed, the warm undertones highlighted by the light of Mina’s vanity mirror. She posed slightly, tilting her head to admire her reflection, her fingers running through her curls that cascaded down her shoulders. Her style was effortlessly chic, and every detail of her look, from the subtle shimmer on her eyelids to the perfectly arched brows, screamed confidence.

“Done!” Mina exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement as she got up from her seat. She grabbed her Juicy Couture handbag, its hot pink fabric shimmering as it caught the light. Y/n followed suit, reaching for her matching lavender handbag, the delicate gold chain handle gleaming as she slung it over her shoulder. She sashayed out after Mina, her hips swaying gracefully in the tight skirt that accentuated her curves. The fabric hugged her body in all the right places, each step in her platform sandals echoing a confident, rhythmic click-clack against the floor.

As they neared the sleek, black Audi parked outside, Mina’s older brother leaned against the car, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in their dolled-up appearances. He opened the door with a smirk, watching as the two girls slid into the plush leather seats with practiced ease. The car roared to life as he pulled away from the curb, the engine’s low growl vibrating through the seats.

“Where is it you said you guys were going again?” Nuna voiced, smiling lightly at them.

“Katsuki’s birthday party, I told you this already.” Mina rolled her eyes playfully.

Nuna shot her a look through the rearview mirror, his brows slightly raised in mock disbelief. “Katsuki’s birthday party, huh? And you’re both dressed like you’re about to walk the runway. What are you two planning to do, steal the spotlight from the birthday boy?” His tone was teasing, but there was an undertone of protectiveness that Mina knew all too well.

Mina leaned back in her seat, crossing her legs as she waved her hand dismissively. Y/n let out a bemused chuckle.

“Please, Katsuki’s not even gonna notice. That boy’s too busy being all broody and intense. We’re just gonna show up, maybe steal a few hearts,” She said with a fleeting glance over Y/n, “have a good time, and make sure everyone knows we’re the best-dressed there.” She ruffeled her hair with a flourish, a playful grin on her lips.

“Where’s the venue, anyways? all you gave me was a google location.”

“It’s at his house,” Y/n chimed in, “It’s big as shit, he’s a lil rich boy,” Her voice lowered, “A fine ass one.”

Mina playfully hit her with the bag, smiling slyly, “Ouu, you hungry, hungry.”

“Shut up,” Y/n mummbled.

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“Birthday boy!” Kirishima called out, his voice cutting through the lively chatter of the party, instantly drawing attention to the tall, broad-shouldered figure of Katsuki Bakugo. Katsuki’s presence was impossible to miss; he stood out not just because of his height but also his unmistakable aura of confidence and intensity. He wore a slightly cropped white shirt adorned with a striking pink and grey skull graphic that seemed to sneer at the world, perfectly matched with forest green baggy cargo pants. The pants had the word “awaited” boldly stitched across the crotch area, adding a rebellious touch to his already edgy look. The fabric rustled softly as he moved, emphasizing his muscular build and the casual grace with which he carried himself.

Kirishima couldn’t help but chuckle as he made his way through the crowd, his fiery red hair catching the lights that danced across the room. His strong, confident stride drew appreciative stares from both girls and guys alike, but he only had eyes for his best friend at that moment. As they closed the distance, the two shared a hearty slap of palms, their bond evident in the easy camaraderie between them. A raucous laugh escaped Eijiro’s lips as he caught sight of the soft, almost contented smile tugging at Katsuki’s lips—a rare expression that he had learned to cherish.

“Enjoyin’ yourself?” Eijiro asked, a smirk playing on his lips as he observed his friend.

Katsuki mirrored the smirk, his sharp eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. “Can’t say I’m not,” he replied, his voice low but carrying the weight of his approval. The energy of the party buzzed around them, the lively atmosphere clearly lifting his spirits.

Eijiro’s smirk widened, a glint of pride in his eyes as he glanced around at their gathered friends. “Hmm, m’glad you’re havin’ fun,” he remarked, leaning in slightly. “Whole squad’s having fun as well, you can always count on Denki to send out invites.”

Katsuki snorted, his usual edge softened just enough to show he was in a good mood. “Only thing he’s good for, the dunce.”

Before Eijiro could respond, a familiar voice interjected, laced with playful indignation. “I heard that!” Denki Kaminari stumbled in beside Eijiro, his bright yellow swimming shorts clinging to his lean, fit form, droplets of water glistening on his toned skin. His hair was still damp from a recent dip in the pool, and he exuded an air of carefree mischief. Wagging a finger in Katsuki’s face, Denki grinned cheekily, a playful sneer curling his lips as he leaned in closer. “Watch ya tongue, boy.”

Katsuki’s sharp gaze softened slightly, his lips curling into a low chuckle that bordered on a growl. It was a sound that spoke of both amusement and warning, a reminder of the explosive personality behind that smirk. He swatted Denki’s finger away with a mock scowl, his voice dripping with sarcastic menace. “Tch, keep those fingers to yourself, Sparky. Or I might actually bite ‘em off.”

Denki, unfazed by the threat, struck a pose, flexing his arms and showing off his defined muscles with exaggerated bravado. His skin glistened under the lights, a testament to the hours spent in the gym and the pool. “Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, King Explosion Murder. I’m just glad you’re not sulking in a corner somewhere.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes, the smirk never leaving his face. “Like I’d waste my time doing that. Ain’t my style. Besides,” he added, his gaze sweeping across the buzzing party, the vibrant energy of the crowd infectious, “this ain’t half bad. You lot actually managed to pull off something decent for once.”

The room around them was alive with activity—people dancing to the pulsing beat of the music, laughter and conversations blending into a harmonious symphony of celebration. The lights overhead flickered in time with the music, casting playful shadows across the room. The air was thick with the scent of various perfumes, mixed with the smell of snacks and drinks being passed around. Every now and then, a cheer would erupt as someone dared to do something outrageous, the atmosphere charged with youthful exuberance.

Eijiro grinned, his sharp teeth flashing as he clapped Katsuki on the shoulder, the force of his hand a friendly reminder of their shared strength. “See? Told ya you’d enjoy it! We just needed to drag you outta your shell a bit. Now, what d’you say we make this party even better?”

Katsuki raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. “What the hell are you planning, Shitty Hair?”

Eijiro exchanged a knowing look with Denki, the two of them sharing a mischievous grin that promised nothing but trouble. “Well,” Eijiro began, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone, “there’s been a lotta talk about a certain girlie that Mina knows making an appearance tonight. Word is, she’s planning to steal the show.”

Katsuki’s eyes narrowed slightly, the flicker of interest in his gaze betraying his intrigue. “Who’re you talking about?” His tone was casual, but the sharp edge to his voice made it clear that he wasn’t one for games—at least, not when it came to surprises that involved him.

Denki leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, teasing whisper as if revealing a well-guarded secret. “You’ll see. Trust me, Bakugo, we figured you’d appreciate the company.”

Katsuki scoffed, crossing his arms over his broad chest, the muscles in his forearms flexing under the weight of his folded arms. The movement was casual, but the underlying tension suggested he was weighing the situation carefully. “I don’t need you two idiots setting me up with anyone. I’m here to have a good time, not to entertain your stupid matchmaking schemes.”

Eijiro laughed heartily, the sound deep and genuine as he clapped Katsuki on the back. “Relax, man! No one’s setting you up. We’re just saying, keep an eye out. You might be in for a surprise—and I don’t mean the kind that’ll piss you off.”

Katsuki huffed, the skeptical frown on his face making it clear that he wasn’t entirely convinced. Yet, despite his outward nonchalance, there was a glimmer of curiosity in his expression that he couldn’t quite hide. He glanced around the backyard, the vibrant party atmosphere in full swing—the bass of the music pulsed through the air, lights flickered like electric stars overhead, and the buzz of conversation mixed with bursts of laughter. His sharp eyes scanned the crowd with practiced ease, wondering just who or what Eijiro and Denki were hinting at.

Denki, ever the instigator, couldn’t resist adding one last quip as he playfully nudged Katsuki’s side. “Just don’t get too distracted, Bakugo. Wouldn’t want you to miss out on all the fun~!” His voice was sing-song, a clear indication that he was thoroughly enjoying the teasing.

Katsuki shot him a sideways glare, but the corner of his mouth twitched upward in a smirk that was impossible to suppress. “Tch, as if I’d let that happen. You two are underestimating me if you think I can’t handle a little surprise.”

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“Have fun, girls! Remember to use a condom!” Nuna shouted with a teasing grin as he sped away, his voice carrying over the rumble of the car engine. The taunt earned a collective eye roll from Mina and Y/n, though they couldn’t help the slight smiles tugging at the corners of their lips. The playful jab was typical of Nuna, always teasing, always protective in his own annoying way.

Mina’s hand immediately found Y/n’s, their fingers intertwining as Mina hooked her arm around Y/n’s inner elbow, pulling her close with a familiar sense of camaraderie. Together, they stepped forward in perfect sync, their movements fluid and confident as they approached the entrance to the party. The rhythm of their steps matched the pulsing bass that thumped from within, an infectious beat that seemed to vibrate through the air, setting the tone for the night.

The house loomed ahead of them, a sprawling mansion bathed in the soft glow of strategically placed lights that highlighted its modern, sleek architecture. The sound of laughter and conversation spilled out from the open doors, mingling with the music that reverberated through the ground beneath their feet. Every window glowed warmly, revealing glimpses of the vibrant party scene inside—people dancing, drinks being poured, and a general air of youthful abandon that made the night feel alive with possibility.

As they reached the entrance, heads began to turn, eyes drawn to the duo as they made their grand entrance. Mina, with her short, strawberry-toned hair perfectly styled, exuded an effortless charm that made her hard to ignore. Her outfit—a chic, off-shoulder top paired with a flirty mini skirt—accentuated her figure, giving her a playful yet confident vibe.

Beside her, Y/n was a vision of bold elegance. Her sleeveless cheetah-print crop top hugged her curves, the thin pink trim highlighting her silhouette in just the right way. The top was paired with a low-rise denim mini skirt, the dark wash of the fabric contrasting beautifully with her glowing brown skin. Her outfit was adorned with a series of sparkling accessories—a large, ornate belt with a silver buckle cinched around her waist, multiple bracelets clinking on her wrists, and a chain that dangled from her belt, adding a touch of edgy glamour to her look. The thick pink jade ring on her finger added a hint of mystique, perfectly complemented by her long, straight hair that flowed down her back with streaks of vibrant pink blending seamlessly into the dark strands. The shimmer from her belly button piercing caught the light as she moved, drawing even more attention to her already captivating presence.

The crowd seemed to part like the Red Sea, whispers following in the wake of Mina and Y/n as they made their way through the throng of partying college students. The ambient noise of laughter, music, and clinking glasses lowered to a murmur as curious eyes followed the duo’s confident strides.

Through the sea of faces, a familiar figure emerged—Eijiro Kirishima, standing tall and broad-shouldered, his red hair spiked up in its usual fashion. His brooding expression softened into a warm grin as he noticed the girls approaching.

"Hey Ei!" Mina called out, her voice bright and full of enthusiasm. She tugged Y/n along, clearly excited to make introductions.

"Hey Minaaa!" Kirishima’s grin widened, his sharp teeth flashing as he opened his arms in a welcoming gesture. He was always happy to see Mina, and tonight was no exception. His eyes, however, quickly shifted to Y/n, who stood slightly behind Mina, her presence impossible to ignore.

"I'm guessing this is Y/n?" Kirishima asked, his voice a mix of curiosity and friendliness. His gaze roamed over Y/n, taking in her striking outfit, the way the cheetah-print crop top hugged her figure, and the undeniable confidence in her posture. She seemed to carry herself with such ease, as if she owned the space around her.

"Right you are, hunk!" Mina chimed in, her tone playful as she tugged Y/n forward a bit more, making sure she was fully introduced. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, clearly enjoying the moment.

Y/n’s lips curved into a confident smile as she stepped forward, her glossy lips catching the light. "I'm Y/n," she said, her voice smooth and composed, the sound of her name rolling off her tongue with an effortless charm. She extended her hand toward Kirishima, her eyes locking onto his. "Nice to meet you…?"

Kirishima’s smile widened, his sharp teeth flashing as he reached out to take her hand in a firm, friendly shake. "Eijiro, Kirishima," he replied, his voice warm and welcoming. "But you can call me Eijiro, or Ei if you prefer. I don't mind either."

Y/n could feel the strength in his grip, a testament to his solid, dependable nature, while Kirishima couldn’t help but notice the cool confidence in her demeanor.

Mina watched the exchange with an amused smile, sensing the connection that was beginning to form. "Ei's one of the best."

Y/n nodded, her eyes still fixed on Kirishima. "I can tell," she replied, her voice carrying a hint of something more, a challenge perhaps, or maybe just the promise of an interesting night.

Kirishima let out a teasing grin, smiling as he brought out his arm, for her to hook her arm through, he did the same to Mina, who happily interlinked arms with the boy.

"Let's go where the party's at, alright ladies?"

"Let's go!" Mina squealed. Y/n, on the calmer side, smiled.

"Take me away, pojke."

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Katsuki Bakugo stood near the edge of the pulsating party, his back against the rough texture of the wall, his sharp eyes trained on Izuku Midoriya. The relentless thump of the bass reverberated through the air, the sound waves vibrating through his chest, but it was a mere background noise to him, a distant echo compared to the intensity of the conversation at hand. The world around him, filled with swirling bodies and flashing lights, was of little consequence as he mentally replayed the key moments of the basketball game they were discussing.

Izuku’s voice, filled with excitement, cut through the ambient noise like a knife. "That last quarter was insane," Midoriya hummed, his green eyes wide with the kind of unbridled enthusiasm that always managed to irk Bakugo just a little. "I didn’t think they’d be able to pull off that three-pointer, but the execution was flawless. What do you think, Kacchan?"

Katsuki grunted in response, his arms crossed over his chest. “It was decent,” he muttered, though his tone was grudgingly respectful. “But their defense in the third quarter was shit. Almost cost them the game. If I was their coach, I would’ve chewed ‘em out for slacking.”

Shoto nodded in agreement, his expression thoughtful. “Their offensive plays were strong, but they left themselves open too many times. It’s a miracle they didn’t lose control completely.”

Izuku, ever the optimist, grinned as he adjusted his grip on the drink in his hand. “True, but you’ve got to admit, their coordination was top-notch. That alley-oop in the second quarter? That was a thing of beauty. It’s not easy to pull something like that off under pressure.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Yeah, well, it doesn’t matter how pretty it looks if you don’t win. They got lucky.”

Before the conversation could continue, Katsuki’s keen senses picked up on a shift in the atmosphere. The steady hum of the party seemed to alter, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a sudden movement in the crowd. His attention snapped toward the commotion, his instincts immediately on high alert.

Mina Ashido and Eijiro Kirishima were cutting through the throng of people, their faces lit up with mischievous grins that spelled trouble from a mile away. Katsuki’s eyes narrowed, a mix of curiosity and irritation bubbling up inside him. Whatever they were up to, he wasn’t in the mood for their usual antics.

"Oi, what the hell’s got you two all excited?" Katsuki barked, his voice cutting through the noise with its usual edge. His gaze flicked between Mina and Kirishima as they came to a stop in front of him, their breathless laughter only adding to his suspicion.

But before either of them could respond, something strange happened.

The world around Katsuki seemed to slow down, the chaotic noise of the party fading into the background. The pounding bass of the music became a distant hum, the chattering voices and laughter around him blurring into an indistinct buzz. His sharp focus zeroed in on the figure who appeared just behind Mina, a figure that seemed to draw all the light and energy in the room toward her.

There she was—Y/n.

Everything about her demanded attention. She moved with a fluid grace, her steps confident and assured as she made her way through the crowd. Her outfit was bold, the kind that made it impossible for anyone to look away, and the way she carried herself—shoulders back, chin up, a slight sway to her hips—exuded a kind of power that Katsuki couldn’t help but admire. The light played off her glossy lips, accentuating the curve of her smile, and in that moment, Katsuki felt something deep within him stir.

It wasn’t just attraction—it was more profound than that, something that resonated with him on a level he didn’t fully understand. Time seemed to stretch, each second dragging out as Y/n approached, her gaze locking onto his with an intensity that matched his own. His heart, usually steady and strong, hammered in his chest, each beat a heavy thud that echoed in his ears.

Beside him, Izuku noticed the shift in Katsuki’s demeanor and couldn’t resist a knowing smirk, though he wisely kept quiet. Shoto, ever perceptive, simply observed, his expression unreadable.

As Y/n came closer, the air between them seemed to crackle with electricity, a palpable tension that Katsuki wasn’t used to feeling. Her presence was overwhelming, her confidence almost tangible, and he found himself unable to look away. There was something about her—something that made him feel like she was the only person in the room worth paying attention to.

And in that moment, Katsuki Bakugo—the boy who prided himself on being in control, who never let anyone see past his tough exterior—felt the ground shift beneath his feet. Because as Y/n drew near, as her gaze met his with an intensity that made his heart race, he realized that she had managed to do something no one else had ever done.

She had made him hesitate.

And he wasn’t sure whether to be pissed off or intrigued.

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Y/n, sensing that this was the moment, took a step forward, her chin held high. "Katsuki Bakugo," she said, her voice smooth and confident. "I’ve heard a lot about you."

Katsuki’s eyes narrowed slightly as he took in her appearance, from the confident way she stood to the way her glossy lips curved into a knowing smile. He crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze sharp and unyielding. "Yeah?" he replied, his tone guarded. "And what have you heard?"

Y/n met his stare without flinching, her own gaze steady and unwavering.

"Come find out, du sexiga odjur."

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word count: I dont know guys. I'm tired.

[comradekiwi]

bkdk regency era au confession request for @bakutogabaku :)

The castle halls were bustling with movement, maids and cooks and butlers shuffling to and fro as they prepared for the ball. It was easy to get caught underfoot, if you didn’t know your way around.

Fortunately, Izuku knew his way around quite well, and narrowly avoided crashing into a tray of cakes by ducking under it and into the hidden alcove behind the winter tapestry, the giant one of the Bakugou’s ancestral home. Izuku heaved a great sigh of relief, untensing. The crowds got a bit much for him, sometimes. He was only here to see Kacchan, anyway.

A hot hand gripped the back of his head. “Deku?”

Izuku startled, whipping around swiftly to the beloved sight of his childhood friend, if vague and blurry in the dark. Good thing Izuku would know those shoulders anywhere.

“Kacchan? I thought you’d have snuck out to the roof by now.” That was where he had been going, before the busy movement had overwhelmed him.

“Got sidetracked, same as you, it seems,” Kacchan said, sliding to sit on the floor. Izuku sat across from him, eyes adjusting to the dim light. Katsuki drew a candle up out of nowhere and lit it, setting it next to them against the wall of the small space just big enough for them to sit without touching.

Kacchan did not love crowds either, skilled as he was in commanding them. But he’d never admit to hiding from them, no, it was always “regrouping” or “getting sidetracked,” to Izuku’s endless endearment.

“Pity. The wind is lovely today. Good I found you, though, or I’d be sharing our picnic with my own self,” Izuku laughed, digging through his satchel for the lunch parcels his mother had packed for him and Katsuki.

Kacchan straightened up, the sight making Izuku’s heart clench, Kacchan in his regal adornments sitting up earnestly at the mention of his peasant mother’s homemade food. “Auntie made it?”

“Mm.”

“Fuck yeah,” Katsuki grinned wildly, teeth white in the dimness. Izuku decidedly did not swoon at the gleeful stretch of his large mouth, instead focusing on finding the fruit he knew he’d thrown into his bag.

“Wait–” Kacchan interrupted, staying his hand. He reached over to put everything Izuku had taken out back into his satchel. “Give me your coat.”

Izuku looked at the coat rolled up and clasped to his bag, then at Katsuki, deadpan.

“Kacchan, it’ll never fit.” Much to Izuku chagrin and secret delight, and Katsuki’s amusement and much more vocal delight, they were no longer around the same height like they’d been as children, Katsuki instead towering over him by at least a foot. And he was still growing. Curse his dragonsblood genes.

“It’s not for the chill, dumbass,” Kacchan rolled his eyes, “Just give it here.”

Izuku handed it over obediently, watching as Kacchan fashioned it into some sort of blasphemization of a shawl.

“Brilliant. I’ll let your mother know you’re all set for the ball, then,” Izuku giggled.

“Shut the fuck up,” Katsuki grouched, pushing Izuku with a hand to the face, “and let’s go.”

A picnic elsewhere, then. Izuku loved those.

Izuku peeked out the tapestry; the crowd had not lessened in the slightest, which meant too many people around for anyone to notice the prince, but also more people who could potentially notice the prince. Izuku glanced back at Kacchan, who had removed his own fancy coat, doing his best to look inconspicuous. Izuku glanced down at the coat in his hands, the rich material and embroidery twinkling in the candlelight.

“What are you going to do with–” Izuku was cut off as Katsuki shoved the outerwear at him abruptly, mumbling something while looking away. “Huh?”

“Put it on,” Katsuki repeated, a bit louder, staring Izuku down. “They’ve seen you in my things enough times to not pay you any mind. And it will distract them from me.”

Izuku blushed furiously at all the implications of that statement that Katsuki obviously did not mean and probably had not even considered, false as they were. Izuku in Katsuki’s clothes was simply a natural byproduct of the two of them growing up together, impromptu sleepovers in the castle, and Izuku’s slightly smaller stature when they were children that allowed for uninhibited clothes-sharing. Or, rather, clothes-giving, given Katsuki’s birthright of plenty and Izuku’s modest upbringing. Queen Mitsuki always thought he looked simply adorable in Katsuki’s clothes anyway, and the young prince Katsuki had never shared the sentiment but had always pushed his clothes onto Izuku anyway, often brusquely, often with pink cheeks. Izuku thought he was so sweet, to care about Izuku like that, even if he did not want to be vocal about it.

(Izuku was not poor, either, not by any means, but everyone was some degree of worse-off compared to the royal Bakugous.)

(The maids did not even talk, accustomed to the little green-haired boy adorned in their prince’s things as they chased each other around the castle with wooden swords and tiny battle cries. New servants learned quickly to expect a freckled face in random corners, reading or writing or sketching, leaning on their prince’s shoulder or chattering at him while he trained. It was the way of the world, to see a golden head held high followed by the curly one trailing after it, or next to it.)

Their current mission was a success, Izuku slipping out of the alcove swamped in Katsuki’s expensive coat and through the crowd like a minnow, stopped only once by one of the kindest butlers, who gave him a once over and a knowing smile before slipping two tarts into his hands and nudging him off. All the while, Kacchan must have ducked his way through the halls too, because Izuku found him leaning on the wall just inside the doorway of the stairwell leading up to their favourite tower.

Kacchan swept his gaze over his figure (as if checking for injuries – Kacchan was so silly sometimes), nodded to himself, and swept away up the stairs, dramatic as if waving his formal cape behind him. He did not look back, knowing Izuku would follow, which he did, rolling his eyes at his back.

They settled down by a huge open window overlooking the grounds, half next-to and half in-front of each other, so they could enjoy both the company and the view at once. Izuku unpacked their food again, handing Kacchan a parcel and avoiding staring at his strong fingers deftly untying the string so tiny under his hands.

Izuku turned his face to the sun, enjoying the air. Every part of the kingdom had its charm, but Izuku had a bit of bias for the castle grounds, perhaps because he spent half his childhood here running around. Something about the sectioned off luxury set him at peace, like nothing could harm him here on the Bakugou’s property.

“Izuku,” Kacchan said suddenly. Izuku looked up, moderately alarmed at his serious tone. Katsuki had his face turned away from him, eyes stubbornly fixed on something in the distance.

“Yes, Kacchan?”

Izuku squinted. Was… was Katsuki blushing?

The prince cleared his throat, fumbling for words uncharacteristically. Izuku was definitely alarmed. “Is something wrong?”

Kacchan finally looked at him, looked into his eyes for a second before the pinkness on his cheeks deepened and he looked away again, picking at his food.

“Izuku.” He said again. Izuku leaned forward, watching him plaintively.

Katsuki glanced at him and away quickly, squeezing his eyes shut as the pink spread. “Fucking – stop that.”

“Stop what?” Izuku wasn’t doing anything.

“Your stupid– nevermind,” he huffed, shaking his head and seeming to steel himself.

What in the world? Katsuki never had any issue telling him anything. Impatient, Izuku pushed, “Kacchan, what’s going o–”

“How would you court someone?”

All the blood in Izuku’s body curdled into ice.

What?

“How would I..” Izuku swallowed. “Oh, have you… have you finally found someone?”

Every year, around the time of the Sun Cycle festivities, Auntie Mitsuki would always ruffle Katsuki’s hair and jokingly ask when he’d get around to finding a future royal consort. Kacchan would always smack her hands away and glare, almost too sharply for the question at hand, and the queen would laugh and laugh and swing an arm around Izuku, who was usually present, and try to goad him into joining her in teasing his best friend. Izuku would laugh too, though increasingly weakly as the years passed and he grew more and more hopelessly, irrevocably, tortuously in love with Bakugou Katsuki. He had a feeling the queen knew about that, too, given how she always eyed him a touch too long whenever she brought up the subject of Kacchan’s future partner, features calculating. Izuku had grown alongside Kacchan enough to have picked up on skill of inscrutability necessary in the Court, but little got past Auntie Mitsuki, especially when it concerned her sons.

All this to say Izuku had considered the possibility of the queen actually pushing Kacchan to find a consort and found it lacking, so he had put the fear out of his mind, convincing himself the action was out of rationality rather than desperate self-preservation.

It seems he had been horribly, horribly mistaken.

Katsuki was clearly blushing now, face red and eyes slightly too-wide, even as he mustered up a face of impassiveness from some depths of practice from years in court. His clenched jaw and red face were the only things giving him away.

Izuku waited in the pause with bated breath, world at a standstill.

“...Yes.” Katsuki said, finally.

Ah.

Izuku’s heart cracked right down the middle, the pieces falling weightlessly out of his chest and over the tower ledge with nothing to catch them. Ah. Of course. How foolish of Izuku to think this day would not come, when Kacchan could so easily find someone as glorious as he, someone worthy of his affection and his future, in this wide and vast world.

Izuku swallowed tightly and promised himself not to cry in front of Kacchan.

“That’s. Nice.” He mumbled, then winced. Very subtle, Izuku. “Um! I would get them flowers probably, maybe, and …”

Katsuki was listening attentively, watching Izuku’s face and nodding along with more focus than he usually ever gave publicly to his stories.

(Not that he didn’t listen. He always did, just was almost shy about it, always doing something else as he lended an ear, sometimes working in pretense, sometimes actually. He seemed to get a lot of work done when simultaneously listening to Izuku, which was probably half of why Katsuki always dragged him along whenever he had duties to fulfill or training or homework.)

But seeing Katsuki devote such single-mindedness now, attentive in a way he rarely was, broke Izuku’s heart that much more, ground it into a fine dust. This must be very important to him, if Kacchan was taking it so seriously.

Izuku was torn between purposely sabotaging him, and helping him like a good best friend. Unfortunately, Kacchan’s happiness was the most important thing to him, and this was clearly something he cared about deeply, so despite the devil on his shoulder (that sounded suspiciously like Kacchan, actually), Izuku chose the latter with aching fingers.

“...and I think asking is good. You can ask them what they like and make it happen, they’d probably like that,” Izuku finished, letting out a quiet breath. Please no more.

Katsuki looked contemplative. “What about if it was you?”

Oh sweet mercy. “Huh?”

Katsuki cleared his throat, still horribly pink, and graciously did not laugh at Izuku’s squeak. “If someone asked you what you liked to be courted with. What would you say? Hypothetically.”

Oh, Kacchan, this was just cruel. Asking Izuku to fantasize about being courted by someone when the only person he’d want to be asked by was sitting cross-legged in front of him, asking for advice about courting someone else entirely.

Izuku stuffed his face with rice to stall and give himself an excuse in case he sounded choked up when he spoke. “Er, let’s see…” Oh, good, he sounded normal. “Well, one time Prince Todoroki tried courting me–”

Katsuki sat up straight immediately, face turning to stone. “He what.”

Izuku shivered at the deep rumble of his voice, and rolled his eyes. “See, this is why I didn’t tell you.”

Kacchan was notoriously possessive over his things, and Izuku liked to pretend to himself that his inclusion in that list could be in a romantic context, even if it was most certainly not. In truth, he’d kept notice of Shouto courting him away from Kacchan in a bid to keep up the secret fantasy of a jealous reaction in his head, to avoid Kacchan’s reaction in real life from squashing that hope. He would, Izuku knew, likely lash out in a possessive rage simply because he saw Todoroki as a threat for some reason, and not because it had anything to do with Izuku. And, if it did, it was simply because Kacchan had not really changed much from the four year old who had stomped up to Izuku under the willow in the town square and declared him his.

Izuku supposed he hadn’t changed much either from the four year old who had stood under the willow in town square and agreed.

In the present time, Kacchan leaned into Izuku’s space, seething. “You tell me everything.”

“You didn’t tell me you found someone,” Izuku shot back automatically, then winced at Kacchan’s taken aback expression. “Sorry.” He could feel dread curdling in his stomach, a creeping, sick fear that this heartbreak would turn into resentment, into the poisoning of his closeness with Kacchan, into a growing, necrotic distance between them until they were but estranged former–

“No, I’m… sorry.” Katsuki said lowly, and Izuku’s head whipped up, shocked. Kacchan rarely apologized out loud, preferring to show remorse through action.

He looked conflicted, rubbing a hand through spiky hair, rings glinting. “Is this– is your courtship with that bastard the same kind of thing, then?” Kacchan muttered, as if the words pained him.

Same– oh. Kacchan thought he’d kept Todoroki a secret for the same reason Katsuki had kept his own romantic interest a secret. For how precious and genuine it felt, probably.

“No, no, Kacchan,” Izuku hurried to amend, hating himself for it, for still pretending he meant anything to Kacchan worth apologizing for a courtship over. “It was nothing. He only tried to court me, I had little interest, and we parted as friends.”

Katsuki sat back reluctantly, grumbling something about “calling it” and “stupid fucking Todorokis.” He took a minute to calm himself, and Izuku waited patiently, well accustomed to Kacchan’s gradually developed ritual for dealing with his temper. After all, Izuku had helped him come up with it.

Kacchan finally breathed out slowly and reopened his eyes, looking into Izuku’s waiting ones. He cleared his throat. “Well?” he prompted. “What did the bastard do when he… then.”

Izuku stifled a giggle at his clearly still-grumpy pout, and at the jolly memory. He loved the prince of the neighboring kingdom dearly, if platonically, even more happily now that they’d discovered that was mutual. “There was a bouquet of roses, if I remember correctly. And an invite to accompany him in his fancy carriage to go into town. Oh, and Shouto–” here Katsuki’s eyebrows shot up at the familiar use of a given name– “Shouto bartered with his father to let him stay an extra week here in return for extra training, which was sweet. You know how he hates that.”

Once, when Kacchan and Izuku were quite small, they had pranked the Lady Ayako, sneaking a skunk-stink-soaked handkerchief into her purse in the middle of court. Among such respectable and high-class company she could not possibly make expressive faces in revulsion, out of propriety. Meaning Izuku and Kacchan got to giggle from the shadows, peeking from behind a massive curtain, as the Lady attempted to stifle her automatic twisted faces of disgust in the name of etiquette, resulting in the truly hilarious expression of what looked like, ultimately, constipation.

(The Lady Ayako had been a neutral figure in their lives, until she had one day turned up her nose at Izuku’s lovingly well-worn vest and made some snide remark about the quality of the young prince’s company. Coincidentally, Kacchan had devised the skunk prank the next day.)

(Perhaps even more curiously, when Uncle Masaru had swept back the curtain and unearthed the giggling children, he had merely frowned at them and sent them to bed with naught but a stern word about spying on people. The perpetrators of the smelly clutch were never found, and Lady Ayako was politely asked to leave early.)

Katsuki, at present, bore an expression remarkably similar to Lady Ayako’s that night.

“What a regular fuckin’ Romeo,” Izuku thought he heard him mutter under his breath.

“I could do way better than that,” Katsuki announced, loudly. Izuku smiled at him fondly.

“I’m sure you can, Kacchan,” he said, very bravely ignoring the broken pieces of his heart rattling around petulantly. “Whoever you ask will love whatever way you do it, because Kacchan’s amazing.”

I wouldn’t need anything, Izuku did not say. You could confess with a blade through my heart and I’d still collapse from happiness more than anything else. I would take anything, anything–

“When will you do it?” Izuku asked aloud, cutting off his internal spiraling.

“Hmm. Tomorrow,” Katsuki said decidedly. Izuku choked.

“To– that’s so soon! Needn’t you prepare?”

Katsuki shook his head, looking out over the grounds, eyes distant. “I have everything I need.”

…tbc :)

[mikeellee]

The HC of Ochako not liking Izuku anymore would have been alot better, if it was Momo who had a crush on Izuku

Momo feeling shame that a rich beautiful girl like her, fell for a plain looking guy. (Even if she didn't feel shame, she may have had snotty upper class friends telling her that)

As well as not wanting a relationship because it may interfere with her Hero Career

Her parents having had high expectations for her to be a Hero, since they put in alot money for her to attend UA. They may have viewed a relationship with Izuku as a negative for her.

I'm just rambling making HC's now, lol

Hi @kite2013

Can I ask with all sincerity here, why people think this ship would work? I'm not being a downer....I think anyone can be a better love interest than Ochako. Its just it's not the first time I heard someone saying how Momo could be a good fit for him.

I ...not sure.

She is rich, super rich. Her quirk is amazing. She sure has her struggles but what can she do about Izu feeling like a loser?

In the MHA game, she admire him a lot (in the gag manga, she seems to think he is cool) so here how I see...

I don't think a person feeling ashamed of liking someone else could work...especially as in media not owned by Hori...momo seems to admire him a lot. So...no shame, she admires him and is angry when she sees how is mistreated.

She may be a shelter and naive girl but she is not stupid.

In an au where Momo realizes Izu is hurting, she won't hide her feelings, instead, she makes an effort to help him

Meanwhile Ochako thinks Izu is plain.

[gentrychild]

Anyone AU where Inko was secretly stealing assets and goods from his husband in case of… stuff. This proves wise thought after Hisashi vanished from earth.

You know, usually, I would sight and explain to you that I don't like this kind of prompt because Izuku creating Anyone is strictly because he didn't have money after his father disappeared. Inko needed to take a work that left Izuku alone so he could have the space and the incentive to become a villain. However, I, for once, have an idea.

1 - Inko watched her husband becoming more and more distant and lying to her about his business trips and she saw the writing on the wall: he was seeing someone and was about to abandon Izuku and her and leave them destitute. So she sto- claimed! Yes, we're going to say that. She claimed some assets from him! About 90% of him. AFO was in the middle of trying to find out who was stealing all of his assets when All Might sneaked up on him. He kept himself busy in Tartarus trying to find out who dared to steal the money meant for his adorable son and his beautiful wife... and for his criminal empire. Seriously, that was a lot of money.

2 - Izuku doesn't get bullied because he is filthy rich but he still faces some discrimination because he is still quirkless and people don't like his attitude. He goes to great school, meets Aoyama there, and he probably meets Shouto at a hero gala (Shouto was trying to avoid his father and Izuku was busy stuffing his mouth full of shrimps). Alas, Aoyama mentions to Izuku that a terrifying man gave him a quirk and how he had nightmares about him for years and fears that man coming back.

3 - All that Izuku hears is that somewhere, there is a man who can give him a quirk. (The only thing his money cannot buy!) Izuku wants a quirk. Izuku breaks into Tartarus to get a quirk. Now, most people would try to convince the multiquirked fiend to make a deal but Izuku, either because he recognizes this man as his dad on a subconscious level or because he just has no sense, believes in the simple concept of quirk pinata. He gets twelve quirks out of a very confuses and very insulted AFO this way.

4 - Now, of course, this leads to AFO escaping Tartarus and All Might being very interested in the green menace that somehow broke in then broke out the most secure prison in Japan. Now, Izuku is found quickly in this AU, but since he has the Hell Lawyer on his payroll, he doesn't get in trouble because he just revealed that the HPSC had lied to All Might about AFO's demise. Izuku's heroic endeavor in exposing the corruption of society should be rewarded, not punished.

5 - Since Izuku has just broken into Tartarus and beat some quirks out of AFO and got away with it alive, All Might and Nedzu are tripping each other to get the kid as a successor. They reach a compromise by making Izuku enroll into UA. Izuku is overjoyed to be studying in All Might's alma matter with his good friend Shouto (who is begging him to calm down) and Yuuga (who is crying because he thought his chaotic friend wouldn't follow him to his high school).

+ 1 - All Might moves in with Inko and Izuku because he needs to protect them from AFO.

+ 2 - Aoyama is back at being AFO's mole.

[sugolara]

𝐋𝐲𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬

Feat. yandere! Izuku Midoriya x fem! reader

A series

cw: yandere themes, violence, suicidal thoughts, blood, gore, manipulation, stalking, kidnapping, quirkless! au, weapons, murder, angst, mental health, slow updates

˗ˏˋ+ ´ˎ˗ “All I‘ve ever asked was to have your heart, but you refused to even let me in. I destroyed myself, I let you destroy me for you. I was there when you had no one else, I took care of you, did everything for you, ruined my life for you. So the least you can do is let me have my way with you. I’ll jump through loops and loops to just be with you, so please, please let me have your heart.

I love you.

I love you, [̴̵̸̶̶̴̸̸̶̸̶̷̵̴̷̵̸̷̵̵̴̧̧̡̡̧̨̧̡̧̨̨̛̛̛̛͓̣̦͓͓͖̝͔̥͍̭͙̤͇̰̦͖̞̩̩̲̟̞̯͍͍̝̩̭̹̦̳̼̩͕̦̱̪̺̼͓̣̻͕̜̲̬̺̯͇̟̪̟͕͎̦͈̭̪̝̩͈̯̭̱̳̤̫̰͍̝̫͇̠̯̜̞͖̫̿̅̔̏͋̎͂̍̓̏͂̔̀̇͛̂̐̏́̔̀̈́͂̒̿̍̃̀͆͋͗̿̐͛́͊̂̂̈́͛̌͊̂̓̈́̀̓̈́͌͌͂̓́̃̎͐̌̃̄͒̽̎̿͗̄̃͊͑̍͗͛͌̒̆̓͂̅͋̂͛͗̔̌̊̈́̀̓̒̎̽͆̏̂̀̉̆͊̀̈́͘̚̚͘͘̕̕̕͘̕͘͜͜͜͜͝͝͝ͅp̸̵̵̸̸̷̷̸̷̵̵̴̴̵̴̴̷̸̢̧̡̧̧̧̛̛̛̦̣̞͈̥̭͎̣͍̟͓͚̲̝̙̪̹͎̳̬̺̟̹̹̥̦͍̬̙͙̩̰͖̙̫̫͔̦̭̩͉͓͎͍̣͓̦̬̞͕̻̺̩̲̭̣̪̘̬͍̹̣͇̬̹̩̩̙͉̪͕̯͔͔͈̙͔̺̑͋̋̌̎͛̓͌̔̋̑͗͂̈́̽̋̊̅͌͑̂̀͗̈́̌͆͒̇̑̽͒̏́́̒̒̽̋̋̌̏͌̈́͗̀͑̂͐̈́͐̂̓̒̿̃̋̇̊͗̈́̎͋͐̎̾̓͗̐̀̒̆̀͋͒̀͆͐̾́͛͆͗́́̿́̓̆́̎̑̽̊̿̀̽̊͊̚̚̚̚̚͘̚͜͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͝͝͝͝ͅǝ̴̶̵̶̶̶̶̷̶̵̷̵̷̵̴̨̨̢̧̨̰̜̱̫̞̟̘̣̙̲̞̞̬͙̲̱͓̘̺̬̦̭̘̠͖͕̣̱̠͇̩̭͇̥̤̬̜͕͖̰̜͉̺̠͕̟̳̭̹̯̣̭͈̯̫͚͙̦͇͂̋̄͒́̒́̐̀͐̀̂͒̂̾̂͌̀͛̂͌̒̎͒̏̏͂̉̈́̿̌̏̋̐̅̍̿̄̋̓͒̄̈́́̌̀͒̅̓̅̈́͋̏͂̈́̿̅͌̓̅̑̔̌͐́̀́̐͒̃͑̆͋̔̂̆̕͘̚͜͜͜͜͝͝͠͝͝ͅͅͅʇ̴̷̴̸̷̦̟͙͙̤̤̬̠̻̹̫̹̳̥͈̫̾͐̿̇̄̈́͋̆̑͌̐̚͘͘̚͜ɔ̴̶̴̸̵̵̴̶̴̵̵̸̷̶̢̨̢̢̙̱̬̘̫̣̺͙̰̙͍̻̞̫͈͓̱̺̺̜̫̭̬̜̣̭̦͕̝͔͉̠̳̣̳̠̤̤̜͕̬̱͍͖̻̘̭̯̭̺̪̰̝͖͇̹̺̦͕̦͖̳̘͕̘͓̻̱̃̎̄͒͆̑̋͆͑͆͂̅̄͒͋̓̀̏̊̀̇́̀̾̿̄̂͒̍̌́͊̈́̑̍̂̏̂̽̊͊̾͒̀̅͆̈́͋͆͛̏̑̒̾̌́̿̀́̈́̍̍̏͆̊̈́͋̀̽̂̏́͆̽̀̏̉͋͘͘̕̚͘̚͜͝͝͝͝ͅͅɐ̸̷̷̵̶̸̷̸̶̶̴̶̸̨̢̡̢̧̛̛̻̹̥̠̠̦̝̰͔̘̬̳̥̞̥̼̜̥̭̺̦̻̱̹̙̤̟̰͉͙̹͕̯͖̫̈́̎̌͒́̈́́̏̀̒̇͊̇̓͗̆̇̋̊̈́́͋͊̌͋̓̾̃͑̐̿̒͆͋̾͆̍͋̊̒̈́͌̓͆̔̎́͂́̂̑̈́̓͆̀͑̇̚͘͘̚̕͜͜͜͝͝͠͠͝p̴̷̶̷̴̷̶̢̢̧̢̢̡̧̛̛͈̼̪̜̰̥̦͇̤̘͍͕̟̻̥̤̭̥͍̝͖̪̪̠͕̞̼͈͗̀̓̓̐̃́͊̌̔̅͊͛̂̍͋̓̀̃̃̀͛̓̓͊̍̄͛̑̉̓̚͘͜͜͝ͅͅͅǝ̵̷̷̴̴̶̷̶̷̢̺̪͈̥̯̥̘̣͈̘̳̼͉̭̻̜͍̤͚̺̳̯̻̫̺̜̱̥͇̎̑̿͗̽͂̆̆̈́̋͋́͋͑͛͋̌͋̾́̓͌̆̐̾͂̂̊̏̽̕̕̚̚̕͜͝͝͝ɹ̴̵̴̵̸̵̧̡̛͕̱͍̣͕̦̻̼̯̹͍̙̥̜̰̱̜͚̺̲͚͖̞̜̲̱̪̍̓̊̈́̐̃̇̀́̅̉̇̿̄͗͊̈́̎̄̅̿́̆̅͂̊̑͐͘̚̕͜͜͠͝ͅ��̷̶̸̴̷̶̶̷̵̷̷̴̵̨̧̢̧̛̛͓̯̳͕̪̹͖̩͔͍̹̙͍̭͉͍̙̭̦̭̼̟͎̬̠̫̣͙̜̥̘̣͖͙̱̦̩͎̟̫̦͕̟̞̼͚̝̰̟̥͎̣̼͈͕̦̠͎̲̫̙̎̽̉̒̅͆̇͑̒̍̆̐͆͒̍͌̇̌̒̄͛̇͌̀́̆̊̈́͂̀̏̾͋̈́̀̉̍̌̾̊̈́̌͊͌̀̌̆̇̃̃͐͑̃̆͐͆͊̽̎̅͐̾̎͐̐͂͌̆̂̅͗̆͘̚͜͝͝͝͝͝. ”

D̴̦̟͙̹͈̲̻̆̈́̄̏̆͘ͅȍ̴͇̐͂͘͝ ̸͖͕͖̙̻̗͇́̆̓͊̊̀͝n̷̞̼̪̈́ó̴͙͎̼͓͖̘̦̠̱̿͗̐̌͑͠ͅt̵̜͈̰̝̰̳͓̝̗̋̃̉̏̀͒͘̕ ̵̫̻̦̑̋f̵̻̳̼̽͗̀̓̋̀̏̔͠o̷͔̼͠r̴̬̙͙̖͈̖̼͐͘͜͝ğ̵̩͈͔̉̋̆̂͌́͋͠ȩ̷̯̼̗͈͔͓͌̅̿t̷̻͕̭͖̤̫̑̈́̑̅͌̆́ ̷̡̧̣̮͈̋͒͐́̄͊̕̕ḿ̴̡͔̳͈͙̞̈́͂̿̊͜͝e̵͍̬̥͕̻̼͎̊͆̔.̶͖̗̼̬͖̼̼̞͖́̉̃͋̀̽

ON HOLD [till I figure out the plot]

playlist!

✿ Flesh and Bone - Brendan Benson ✿ Treehouse - Alex G ✿ Special Death - Mirah ✿ Empty Words - Bowery Electric ✿ Your face - Wisp ✿ 4:00 A.M - Taeko Onuki ✿ Me and the Devil - Soap&Skin ✿ You're Gonna Miss Me - Connie Francis ✿ Let Go - Ark Patrol ✿ (You Don’t Know) How Glad I Am - Nancy Wilson ✿ The Devil Within - Digital Daggers ✿ (I Don’t Think We Should) Take It Slow - LSD and the Search for God ✿ Beach Walk - Whitewoods ✿ Never Land [A Fragment] - The Sisters Of Mercy ✿ The Killing Moon - Echo And The Bunnymen ✿ Soulvaki Space Station - Slowdive ✿ Sing - Slowdive ✿ Miranda - Slowdive ✿ Melon Yellow - Slowdive ✿ Nausea - Craft Spells ✿ Various Types of Ads - Rory in early 20s ✿ Here She Comes - Slowdive ✿ Crazy For You - Slowdive ✿ A Quick One Before the Eternal Worm Devours Connecticut - Have A Nice Life ✿ Soundtrack for Your Backseat - sundiver ca ✿ Marigold - Nirvana ✿ Beat - Bowery Electric ✿ Salad Days - Mac DeMarco ✿ Sony - VHS ✿ Full Moon - The Black Ghosts ✿ Floating World - Bowery Electric ✿ Anemone - The Brian Jonestown Massacre ✿ "annihilate the sparrow, that stealer of speed, and our harvest will abound; we will watch our wealth flood in." - Red Sparowes ✿ There Are Some Remedies Worse Than Disease - This Will Destroy You ✿ You Are Here with Me (In This Sequence of Dreams) - Woods of Ypres ✿ A message of avarice rained down and carried us away into false dreams of endless riches. - Red Sparowes ✿ Maniac - John Maus ✿ oh my god - teen suicide ✿ everything is fine - teen suicide ✿ The Equalizer - Clinic ✿ Metal Heart - Cat Power ✿ millions starved and we became skinnier, while our leaders became fatter and fatter. - Red Sparowes ✿ Exquisite Tension - You'll Never Get To Heaven ✿ Audio 002 - Next To Blue ✿ as the light fades - a vow ✿ Tonight You Belong To Me - Patience & Prudence ✿ December Nostalgic - Rasmus H Thomsen ✿ Black Light - Bowery Electric ✿ Alice - Cocteau Twins ✿ Two of Hearts - Stacey Q

table of contents:

Lotus Flower

Yellow Tulip

Belladonna

Single Dahlia

Bells-of-Ireland

A Halloween Special

Begonia

Geranium

Clematis

Hibiscus

A Christmas Special

Holly

Grass

Coriander

Monkshood

A Valentine Special

Ì̶̢̩̬̩̝̱̝̙̺̉̿̋̒͌͝'̶̛̞͕̂̽͐͒̓͋̐̅̚͜l̵̘̙͗̇́̐̎͒̄͘ḻ̷̣́͊̔̀̽̿̚͜ ̸̧̡̜̯̖̠͉̥̰̖͋́̓͘n̸̪̻̤̙̫͙͂͗ḙ̸̺̥̭̏̽͌̎̈́͝͠v̴̧̙͔̮̙̰̲̄͘ê̷͈̓ŗ̸̛͈̜̟̙͚̤͙͉̯͌̔̑̽͠ ̵̜̰̬̹͊͌͂̌͗͋͠f̴̮͇̦͂̃͌̔͌̎̐̚ȯ̶̡͔r̴͔̼̖͐̅͒̑̕͝ġ̵́͌͑̈́̌̄ͅé̶̘͉̠̭͚͌̋̎̊̀̄̚͝͠ṭ̵̻̅̇͑̈́̆̽͊̇ ̸̫̳͎̗͙̅́̒͐̉̏͒͘y̷̪̝̔͛̓̕͠͠o̵̞̱̻̟̹͝ú̸̧̪̘͓̙̪̖̔͜.̶̮̭͓͍̝̗̍

[ririchanva]

Read your Childhood AU for Izuku growing in Paris...so add this as a bonus:

...Izuku getting the ladybug miraculous and Chloe getting the cat

//...*smirks* Nonnie, you have intrigued me with creative determination. And took time to draw this up for you~

*cracks knuckles and stretches back and arms* With that out of the way, I think this would be a VERY interesting concept. Only because if this is ONE of the paths Izuku goes on in the Childhood Friends AU, then perhaps it would play out like this:

If we're going back to Origins this time around...but with Izuku and Chloe instead of Marinette and Adrien...well...

That would mean Emilie is gone by this time (remember in Childhood Friends AU part one, Emilie was still alive when Izuku first moved to Paris. So it would be *count fingers* probably maybe nine years? Almost a decade would've passed. Let's assume a year before the beginning of the last year of collège, Emilie mysteriously vanished. Thus enters Hawkmoth.

BUT WAIT~!

We could maybe change that up a bit~

For example, considering we have Chat Noir!Chloe this time around, what if Hawkmoth was...I dunno...Audrey?

"But Riri, how?! Audrey is in New York at this time?!"

But that's the beauty of it~

People would think that Audrey is in New York, there is no possible way that The Queen of Style would be Hawkmoth.

"But what purpose would Audrey have the Miraculous?"

With Emilie alive, Gabriel wouldn't have use for the Miraculous.

This means that Tomoe Tsurugi might have to change targets.

And who better than a fellow woman in the rich and powerful?

Audrey would be perfect for the role considering that she is 1) Someone familiar in the "Cult of the Wealthy" if we've seen in the episode Gabriel Agreste , and 2) She is someone who also is an ambitious individual that might have goals in getting a wish.

What Audrey's wish might be, who knows?

So, in turn, Audrey is given the Butterfly Miraculous and is soon named: Queen Butterfly.

With that in mind, Audrey tries out her powers as Queen Butterfly.

Meanwhile, in Collège Françoise Dupont, a new school year has jut begun and Izuku is surprisingly in a different class than Marinette and Adrien.

Instead of being in Bustier's class, he ended up in the class of the infamous and strict Science Teacher, Olga Mendeleiev.

This caused Chloe to switch herself over to that class too.

And so, while on the way to school, Izuku spotted an old man trying to cross the road.

Naturally being the good boy he was, he helped him cross and even carried his bag for him.

"Thank you, young man. How may I ever repay you?"

Izuku assures the old man that no payment is necessary and soon waves goodbye before heading into school.

A smile was on the old man's face, straightening his posture as he walked away, satisfied and intrigued.

A few minutes later, Chloe was running late. Curses for her alarms not waking her up or Jean Claude not doing his job. Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!

And before she got out the car, she spotted an old man on the ground, groaning in pain.

Normally, Chloe would ignore the hermit of a geezer and go on her way.

But she then paused, strangely hearing a voice of Inko Midoriya in her head saying in a soft tone:

"Have a nice day, Chloe-chan! And remember, a kindness given, will receive kindness back~"

Groaning, Chloe reluctantly helped the old man up, and asked if he was okay. Even clicking her fingers to order her driver to take the man to the nearest clinic to help him.

As she stormed away to school, and the old man was driven to some local doctor...a voice spoke inside of the man's shirt once he was alone.

"Master...I don't think she'd be a good candicate."

The man would smile, stroking at his goatee, "Who knows? Sometimes the most unlikely people have the greatest destinies."

With being in a different class, Izuku was no longer Kim's target of bullying...but that means someone else became the target.

Ivan still turns into Stoneheart after being teased by Kim.

Izuku springs into action. While he doesn't have a quirk, it didn't mean he was going to stay still! All Might would do the same!

He rushed out the doors of the school, only to be knocked down by a girl with reddish brown hair and glasses as she ran past him.

Marinette spots him, and helps him up.

"I should follow after Alya. She's new in Paris and I don't want her to get into trouble on her first day here!"

"I'll go with you."

The two soon follow after Alya, but soon were captured by the police and escorted back to their homes to be safe.

Chloe, meanwhile, was already home when she saw something shining on her vanity desk.

At the same time, Izuku was in his own room when he saw the strange looking jewellery box.

"What's that doing here?"

The two of them open it at the same time.

When Chloe first saw Plagg, she immediately screamed and started throwing stuff at him while yelling "EWWWW SOME FLYING RAT IS IN MY ROOM!"

"I'm not a flying rat. That's Mullo. And I'm hungry!"

Meanwhile, Izuku was much calmer when faced to face with Tikki.

"So...lemme get this straight...you're a Kwami, a being that has powers to give me and become a superhero?"

Tikki would smile in pride, "That is correct!"

"....Alright, tell me what I should do, Tikki-san."

Tikki is ecstatic when explaining about the Miraculous and his role as the new Ladybug holder, even though it is a first in centuries to have a male as a holder. But she liked him because of how courageous and kind he was.

"Tikki-san, Spots On!"

Thus, Izuku transforms into Tīrumushi (literally translate into Teal Bug in Japanese)

Meanwhile, it took a few more minutes for Chloe to calm down, and Plagg was feeling a headache come on.

"So...I can turn into a hero with this tacky ring?"

"It's not tacky, and yes. All you have to say is Plagg, Claws Out! to transform and then--"

"PLAGG! CLAWS OUT!"

"Wait, hold on ya brat, Ineedtoexplaaaaaaaaain---!!!"

Thus, Chloe Bourgeois turns into Féline Noire.

With being instructed by Tikki on how to use his abilities as a Ladybug Hero, Tīrumushi easily found Stoneheart and mentally started strategising on how to defeat the Akuma.

"Although...did Tikki-san not say that I would have a partner?"

As if on cue, Féline Noire rushed into the scene and kept whacking the monster like villain with her bo-staff.

"AHHHH! MISS! YOU SHOULDN'T BE DOING THAT--"

But it was too late, as Stoneheart started to grow bigger with each hit that the cat heroine inflicted.

Looking frustrated, Tīrumushi used his yo-yo to grab at Féline Noire and pulled her away from the akuma and scolded her.

"Are you out of your mind?!" The Ladybug hero chided at the bored looking feline heroine, as he untied her and folded his arms, "Now the villain is going to be even harder to defeat now!"

This caused the blonde cat to roll her eyes as she scoffed, "Well, how else were we supposed to defeat this creep, huh? Hold hands and sing kum-ba-ya to it?" She said sarcastically.

"...Unbelievable. And you're supposed to be my partner?!"

"Partner?" Féline Noire looked him up and down for a moment then snorted, "Dressed like that? Surely not. Besides, I don't work with weirdos that don't have a fashion bone in their body.

Tīrumushi smacked a hand over his masked face as he groaned, rolling his eyes upwards, as if wondering to Kami-sama on how this girl has gotten a powerful object like the Miraculous of the Cat?

Remembering how All Might had many partners in his career, Tīrumushi realizes that if they were going to defeat Stoneheart...

"We're going to have to work together--"

"No thanks."

Tīrumushi's jaws dropped, "Excuse me?"

"Listen here, Mister Spots, and listen good."

"My name is Tīrumushi--"

"I don't care what sushi you are--"

Tīrumushi breathed in quietly to reign in his temper...which is a first.

"The name is Féline Noire~ Remember that after I defeat the monster and save the day~"

"W-wait, Féline Noire, you can't just--" And the male hero sighed as he watched her pole-vault away and after Stoneheart, "...Looks like I'm going to have to think of a plan and fast."

With that said, Tīrumushi swung his yo-yo and swung after them.

It was like she forgot his warning, because soon Féline Noire kept on attacking Stoneheart once more.

When Tīrumushi arrives in the football stadium where they were, he observed them at first.

But then his eyes widened when he saw that Alya and Marinette was there also, Alya filming the whole thing and Marinette looking nervous and worried.

When Stoneheart picked up a goat post and net to throw at Féline Noire, who dodged easily and---

It felt like the world was going in slow motion.

Seeing his childhood friend in danger. Marinette was in danger.

'What am I doing? Why am I running? Why can't I stop?'

"LUCKY CHARM!"

Tīrumushi activated his powers and soon grabbed the object that appeared before him, and it was like his body moved first before his brain. He didn't know why he just suddenly started to remember his past...before he came to Paris.

"Do you think...I could...be a hero, too?"

It was a question that he would ask himself at the time. Despite not having a quirk, could he live to be a hero like All Might?

No.

Memories of his book of heroes, notes he wrote himself on each person of their strengths, weaknesses...devising plan after plan of scenarios against villains of all shapes, sizes and backgrounds...

"I can be a hero now."

Tīrumushi kicked the goal post away from the girls, watching it fly to the side and landed in front of them heroically. Alya's eyes shined in amazement while Marinette looked in wonderment.

"Are you girls okay?" The hero would ask, looking over them in concern.

Alya squealed, but then her eyes widened and pointed behind him.

"BUG BOY, LOOK OUT!"

The Ladybug hero then turned around easily as he soon rushed at the monster, holding his Lucky Charm as he then picked up a hose and held it close, and had a big smile on his face. Like All Might would. To assure the citizens he could save them with a smile.

"COME AND GET ME, VILLAIN!"

Stoneheart roared, already having captured Féline Noire and now held her in his rock-like fist, and was now making a grab for Tīrumushi next. Smirking, he let himself be captured, and then turned his head to look at Marinette.

"MISS! TURN ON THE HOSE!"

Marinette snapped out of her daze as she rushed towards the faucet that connected the hose nearby, frantically turning on the water as she watched how Stoneheart's fist opened thanks to the object of Tīrumushi's (which seemed to be some sort of diver's suit) being filled with water.

Tīrumushi spotted a dark glowing ball of paper on the ground and soon picked it up, and broke it. He saw the butterfly fluttering away, and he narrowed his eyes as he twisted his yo-yo and reached to capture it.

"No more evil doing for you, little akuma!"

He caught it, purified it as Tikki had told him, and released it.

Tīrumushi smiled as he watched the white butterfly float away happily, and waved at it.

"Bye bye, little butterfly..."

Looking towards Stoneheart, he watched as the stones crumbled away and Ivan was back to normal. Quickly with fast reflexes, Tīrumushi caught Féline Noire in his arms after she was released, then looked down at the feline heroine with a small smile.

"Well, well...what was it you said about you saving the day~?"

He was expecting some sort of back talk from the cat, but he was surprised she was quiet. The green haired hero looked down at her and saw she was staring at him strangely, mouth parted and eyes were...were they sparkling?

"Wow..." She would murmur, Tīrumushi slowly placed her down and she then flustered for a moment, "That...you did...wow..."

"You said wow, twice."

A bright smile was featured on his face, while Féline Noire looked embarrassed and huffed.

"You did exceptionally. And I...I was totally useless..."

"Well, maybe next time you'd listen to me and we could've worked together like a team," He then offered a fist bump out to her, and softened his gaze towards her, "Hopefully we won't be seeing anymore villains like that Stoneheart fellow, anytime soon. But if we do? We'll be ready, together. Okay?"

Féline Noire looked at the offered fist, then had a small smile before she connected her own towards his.

"Pound it."

Needless to say, Tīrumushi and Féline Noire thought that this was a start of something amazing.

Alya rushed towards them to get an interview, but with Tīrumushi's earrings beeping, he knew he had to go before he transform.

So, he escaped, and left Féline Noire to deal with the reporter.

Who, in turn, made the TealBlog.

Marinette, on that day, felt her heart skip a beat at the hero.

"Wow...he really was...Miraculous."

[soupbowl18]

𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮

Singer!Sero X Nepo!Reader

AFAB!Reader. Quirkless AU. Everyone is 21+. Kinda angsty.

WARNINGS!

Drinks meantioned, Sero and reader use to sleep to together. Bad language.

Sero is rising up to fame and he was invited to do a surprise performance at the music awards after party. Little did they know, the song he’s about to perform is about the B list celebrity, Dj Present Mic, Daughter.

A/N: I’ve been playing Role Model By Brent Faiyaz and I’ve been FEINNING for Sero fic. Also I kinda rushed this.

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“OH MY FUCK! Y/N…HE’S ON TV RIGHT NOW!”

Mina screams from her walk in closet, you come in with a tight dress that has a shit load of sequins because who doesn’t like to be the most glamorous girl at the music awards after party. You’re only invited because you’re the daughter of the most well known Dj and producer, Present Mic, and he did a surprise guest host on tonight’s music awards. Putting your other earring on, you follow Mina’s voice, just to see rising star Sero Hanta on TV.

You roll your eyes, “He’s whatever” you say, going back to sit at the gigantic vanity, adding the final touches. “I heard he’s gonna be at the after party” Mina comes out of the closet with a two piece and her curly hair. You start to reminisce about the man on the tv. Who was presented with an award with best song of the year.

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“Sero Hanta” he said as he was dancing close to you, hands on your waist, his lips next to your ear, your hands on his chest. You put your head back a little to see his eyes, you smile. “You know, you look like you wanna go somewhere, do you wanna go somewhere?” You forrow your eyebrows.

“What?”

“You know, a lot of guys just try to pressure me into leaving with them to have a night one stand. But you’re different”

“Is that good or bad?”

“Good” you smile but then you thought of something that wasn’t even funny

He nods up, wanting to know what’s funny “What?”

“You can be somebody’s role model…”

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“If he performs at the party, I’m gonna lose my shit” She spins and flops on her back on her bed.

“Hope I’m not there when it happens” you laugh. “Has Ochaco here yet, my dad has been blowing my fucking phone” you said as you unlock your phone to text back your father. Your father has been expecting you to show up 30 minutes ago since he was one of the surprise guests host for the music awards, he just wanted to show off his sweet girl.

But let’s be real, you’re the most known maneater out there. No one has ever matched your energy, every celebrity you’ve ever met always came off strong and cocky. Yes, you’re the biggest party girl but doesn’t mean you’re gonna give yourself easy for any rich man in the room. So what’s better than to humble their little dicks by setting them up.

“Why do you find him not sexy!?” Mina pouts. You about to answer when Mina’s phone pings. “Oh she’s here”. You guys head out and get into Ochaco’s limo, heading to the after party.

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“Y/N Y/N! OVER HERE! OVER HERE!”

Paparazzi goes crazy. You grabs the girls hands and head quickly inside of the party.

“Jesus fuck! I hate the paps” you said walking faster, eager to get a drink.

“MINA! OVER HERE!” Mina turns around and sees producer Eijiro Kirishima waving over to where he’s at. Mina and Eijiro have been dating here and there, both busy with their careers but they go out on dates and sleep with each other when they have the chance. Mina doesn’t even bother to say bye, she B lined to him.

“What a thirsty hoe, she left us” Ochaco said closing her arms. “It’s fine girl, let’s get a drink before we head to the dance floor” you were about to head there until a tall guy with green hair gets in between

“Ochaco! How you doing love?” singer Izuku bends a little to hug Ochaco, Izuku has a big crush on Ochaco and Ochaco is too slow to realize she also has a crush on him as well.

“I’m not doing this” you thought.

“Alright bye guys” you walk away, a little mad that your girls are busy with their mans while you’re at the bar drinking

“Sweety!” You hear, you turn around and see your dad but behind him is a big ass light and camera crew. Next to him, a female reporter.

“Y/n! How do you feel about your father success in the music industry?” The reporter ask with her microphone point out to you

“I just wanna say I’m so proud of my daddy and I’m happy where we are right now and I’m just so grateful to have my dad by my side” you smile to the camera

“And how about you, Present Mic, how do you feel about your daughters rising fame in the modeling industry”

“I’m absolutely proud of her, I’m glad she found passion in something she can be happy and have fun. She’s the most ambitious woman I can ever ask. I love my daughter”

“That’s sweet to hear, alright Present Mic, Y/N, You have such a good night” says the reporter, they chat a little more with your father then they leave.

“How did I sound?” You ask

“Good, sweet girl” He kisses your forehead. “Alright sweet girl, I have to head on stage to present a surprise performance. Bye, enjoy, don’t party too hard” he says as he walks away.

“Surprise show?”

You walk to the tall stage and you see people who are excitedly talking amongst each other, guessing who’s gonna preform on stage. You see your father up there on stage.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we have a surprise performance for you tonight, please welcome, SERO HANTA!!”

“fuck”

Sero comes over on stage from behind the curtain. He gets in his spot to preform with microphone in hand. And before he took a breath, he sees you in the crowd.

“'ll be your role model

Don't leave the house tomorrow

I gotta meet with Audemars

Tell me what you want…”

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“C’mon baby, why don’t you wanna be with me?” Both of you are tangled in bed, Sero nibbling on your ear.

“Because your time ain’t enough” you set your self free from his arms and you sit up on the edge of the bed

That wasn’t the reason, he actually makes time for you. You’re just scared of commitment. You’re scared of being vulnerable just to be taken advantage of. You’re scared to share your time with someone just so it turns out to be all a waste of time. You’re scared of missing out on big things because you were busy with someone who you thought was worth your time.

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“You say you had enough 'cause my time ain't enough

Girl, it's never enough for you

But you can wait until after tomorrow

Flawless, lawless, baby, what you call this?”

“GIRL YOU SEEING THIS!” Mina came up and stood next to you, her eyes shining of excitement.

“Unfortunately” you said, looking at the guy you were pretty hooked up on until a month ago.

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You wake up on morning, not on your bed, but on his. You turn around and see Sero dead asleep. Lipstick kisses all over his face, neck, and body. You crack a smile even though you were hung over as hell. You got up slowly and you find your bra and dress on your floor and you grab your heels. Before you moved another inch to leave, you hear shuffling on the bed

“Where are you going, pretty?” He gets up slightly, rubbing his eyes

“I have to leave” you look for your phone on the floor

“Why so soon, I…wanted to hang out…a little longer” he hesitates with his words but he knew the answer 

“I can’t, I have to be in my jet in…” you find your phone under a sock and you check the time “fuck, 2 hours” you try to find your last item, your purse.

“Oh okay…maybe after” he gets up from bed and walks up to his drawer, grabbing your purse and walks up to you and hands it to you. You stop to grab your bag. “When you get back from wherever you’re going to of course”

“Sure, I’ll let you know…”

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“So you always double back after you leave?

This where you gon' go after you came with me

I done seen it all 'fore I turned twenty-three

I could teach you how to ball if you just let a man be

We be so high, that's why we so low-key

She wanna fly with you, let's make three”

The lyrics are so revealing. You know it’s about you. You look around, everyone is just enjoying themselves, smiling and dancing. They don’t know it’s about you, it’s like they’re making fun of you. Is this what I get for playing? Did I play a play a little far?

You stare at him. At the man you actually loved. You look at him with a somber look.

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“Please, I love you so much” Sero pleading with you in his hotel room.

“Sero, I- I can’t” you turn around hugging yourself, trying to keep yourself together

“Why not, who cares what people think. I want you only pretty” he comes up to you, he turns you around and hugs you. But you push away.

“Look, it’s just I have a lot of my plate and you’re becoming bigger. I wanna see you become platinum. And I know you wanna see me be a bigger nepo mode” you both laugh, knowing you just wanna play dress up and eat up the attention. “But can’t we just wait it out a little?”

He sighs, and looks at your suitcase next to the window.

“Okay…”

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“Uh, us against the globe

Don't let your attitude ruin what we got

Never stressing if you just lay low

I'll give you lessons, it's so much to know

Go full speed when I say go

Don't push me when I say no…”

He sings it casually but you know he’s hurt as fuck. He sees you, he knows that you’re aware of the atmosphere. It’s heavy, hot in a way. You stare in his eyes, refusing to show any affection. You know you can’t go back to whatever you guys were.

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“I can be your role model” you said, with a flirty tone and pretty eyes. You wanna show him how much you crave him. How everytime you fly internationally, you spend every waking second thinking about him. Working your cardio exercises listening to his songs that’s you can’t get enough.

“Y/N YOU’RE ON IN 5, LETS GO” the backstage manager yelled. You had to go out and walk the stage wearing lingerie wear.

“Then show me out there, pretty” he smile and plants a kiss your nose then smacks your ass.

Sero wants to be there for you no matter what. He wants follow you everywhere, even internationally. He wants to wake up to you every morning and fuck you every night. But you won’t let him. In the meantime, he will cheer you on from the crowd.

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“I can be your role model, Jimi Hendrix

Pop a pill with me before we end it…”

He looks at you, deep in your eyes.

“…You say you had enough 'cause my time ain't enough

Man, it's never enough for you

But you can wait until after tomorrow”

[aimportantdragoncollector]

For the ask game, Yoichi used to be his brother's right hand man but he was hit by a quirk and disappeared. After AFO has made a bloodbath in order to deal with his grief, he eventually settles down, retires and has a son. The thing is that Yoichi wasn't hit by a disappearing quirk but by a time traveling quirk and he appears on one of Izuku's birthday, kinda expecting... to keep working with his brother? Please!

This Yoichi will be a scandal at the Firsts Club.

All for One was super-happy to see his brother, deliriously so, but he's not willing to resume his business. He made a promise to his wife to retire. Also, he doesn't want to miss his son's childhood. This All for One came to blame his villainy for losing Yoichi and he fears seeing Izuku get hurt.

Yoichi hangs around for a while trying to persuade his brother to become villains together again. He teases his brother a lot for getting old and having old man habits. However, Yoichi is always very polite to Inko and calls her big sis.

Izuku thinks of Yoichi as a cool uncle who gives him presents at first, but also notices that Yoichi has low empathy and extreme levels of self-centeredness.

Yoichi is scandalized and disappointed that his brother never gave Izuku a quirk. All for One blamed the quirk he gave Yoichi for getting him involved in fighting and ultimately leading to his death so he decided not to risk history repeating itself. Izuku has a good relationship with his father in this AU, but he becomes angry when he learns his father could have given him a quirk.

Toshinori is quirkless and Izuku's favorite teacher. (Izuku did not get bullied in this AU due a more involved father.) Nana Shimura is the number one hero. Tenko Shimura is a spoiled rich kid.

Once Yoichi realizes his brother seriously won't join him, he takes over All for One's old forces. Gigantomachia is loyal to Yoichi as well and grateful not to be forgotten. Yoichi also takes over the MLA by seducing Re-Destro and then killing him to take his place as leader.

Yoichi kidnaps Izuku to use him as a replacement big brother to become a villain with him. Izuku goes along with this partly to avoid angering the dangerous madman and partly because Yoichi promised to give Izuku his quirk after he finishes his strength training. All for One and Inko are on the warpath.

Yoichi: I've kidnapped you to become my new villain partner.

Izuku: Come over here and I'll bite off your--

Yoichi: And I'm going to give you my quirk because it's very wrong that big brother never gave you one. I'll still have my flawless looks.

Izuku: I meant to say, what some people call kidnapping, I call uncle-nephew bonding! I'm excited to work with you, new favorite uncle. Hey, how long do I need to train before I get the quirk?

[histrynerdss]

someone give me rodydeku au where they'd met as kids for some silly reason (maybe eddie was rich n he visited japan, or maybe hisashi (thats izu's dads name right????) did who knows?) and don't recognize each other at all . but izuku recognizes rody after a while but is paranoid bcs rody doesn't recognize him bcs: he not quirkless

guys i want this au for some unknown reason it lurks in my brain and eats me up

[pikahlua]

If Bones kidnapped you to plot a MHA movie what would you make it about ?

Assuming I'm under duress and forced to follow the Bones movie formula (and that I'm forbidden from making the Fantasy AU movie), there are two options.

My preference: a movie sequel to the story proper. Can't do that without knowing how it ends though.

A movie that summarizes the themes of the final arc, much like how the first two movies tried to do (we don't talk about the third movie).

The Bones formula stipulates I must have some weird original central character, but this is often the reason their movies fail (imo). The easiest way out of this problem is to make the original character like a dog or cat or baby, someone that is necessarily one-dimensional so they don't come across as vapid. Unfortunately Bones tried both of these already and still somehow managed to screw it up. So, considering THAT and the themes of the final arc, my OC is gonna be a villain.

Let's go with two villains who are childhood friends.

Villain A grew up rich and with a powerful quirk that allows them to manipulate the things they touch, but because of a physical abnormality (perhaps heteromorphism) they become socially isolated from the rest of the world. Villain B, Villain A's childhood friend from before the abnormality took form, visits Villain A from time to time. As Villain A slips into loneliness and eventually madness, they come to take control of their home (a mansion). All the occupants living in the mansion take pity on Villain A and indulge their whims.

Cut to a present where the world has all gone to hell after AFO breaks out of prison. (We're gonna squeeze a few more days in there between Izuku's return to UA and the final battle with TomurAFO.) AFO encounters Villain A in their home and decides to leave another trap for Izuku. He boosts Villain A to be able to manipulate people as well as objects, and Villain A uses it to sate their loneliness. They convince Villain B, who is loyal to and feels bad for Villain A, to lure more people to Villain A for A to manipulate and play with, and over the month Villain A takes over the entire town.

At some point after Izuku returns to UA but before the fight with TomurAFO, Izuku and his search team come across Villain B seemingly in trouble and save them. It's actually a setup to lure them to the town. The team is comprised of Izuku, Katsuki, Shouto, Tenya, and Ochako at minimum. We can find bit parts for others if necessary :P

The plot is: Izuku's team gets lured by Villain B into a living labyrinth mansion controlled by Villain A.

Over the course of their struggle to escape, Izuku tries to prompt Villain B to talk so they can learn more about Villain A and figure out a solution. It is Shouto who picks up on all the clues from Villain B and the occasional traps they run into and determines how Villain A came to be this way and how Villain A may be lonely deep down--because Shouto relates to Villain A in many regards. Shouto believes they can try to reach Villain A in much the same way Izuku reached Shouto back in the sports festival. Izuku and Ochako are all for trying to save Villain A while Tenya secretly considers the logistical difficulty of this task and mentally vows to support and protect his friends. Katsuki keeps up his usual attitude but claims to be interested in taking down a power-boosted AFO-influenced villain who could have info on AFO's whereabouts.

Villain A becomes more unhinged and enraged by the heroes who won't play their game and loses control of the mansion. The mansion goes more and more berserk over time, which results in the group being forced apart.

Shouto and Ochako end up in one group that explores their admiration for Izuku and his heroism and what Izuku has done to inspire them. They get out of the mansion as it goes ballistic, and their main struggle is protecting the town from the chaos. Ochako and Shouto try to restore the wills of the people all under Villain A's control so that they can protect each other.

Katsuki and Tenya end up in group two. The tension between them is in how to handle the situation. Tenya expresses concern for the others, especially Izuku and Shouto, and wants to protect them from themselves because of how self-sacrificial they can be. Katsuki eventually gets across his view that anyone can be a danger to themself if they don't have friends there to keep them in check, but otherwise they are ALL capable of overcoming this ordeal together. Tenya decides to believe that supporting and aiding his friends can be the same as protecting them. Since the others were so adamant about saving the lonely, lost child in Villain A, Katsuki and Tenya work towards that goal. Tenya and Katsuki find Villain A, and Tenya carries Katsuki across the final leg to get Katsuki to Villain A before they are separated again.

Katsuki faces Villain A alone and attempts to find that lonely child trapped inside. Katsuki manages to bring that scared child out by appealing to how he was always so scared of Izuku but managed to get past that and strengthen their friendship in the end through understanding, but the mansion does not calm down as a result--rather it goes out of control as Villain A becomes emotionally unstable. Katsuki, emulating Izuku, steps in the way of a lethal blow from the mansion meant for Villain A, and he devotes all of his remaining strength to protecting Villain A just like All Might and Izuku would.

Izuku ends up in the final group with Villain B. Izuku spends that time coming to the conclusion that Villain B needs just as much saving as Villain A. By prying into Villain B's past, he decides that Villain B was motivated by their own heroic heart to save Villain A, but B just lacked the power to do so. Izuku steadily encourages Villain B to do the right thing and help stop Villain A, and he appeals to his and Villain B's mutual admiration of All Might to do so. When the house goes out of control, Izuku carries Villain B and attempts to find Villain A to hopefully stop all of this. Izuku uses all of OFA's quirks to avoid the mansion's attacks while searching for Villain A. They are only able to find him when Katsuki sends up a flare through all the chaos.

However, when Villain A sees their friend Villain B in trouble, they begin to internalize the blame for all the destruction. Izuku intends to bust through to Villain A and reunite Villain B no matter the cost, but Tenya shows up and reaffirms his vow to run alongside Izuku. Even though he knows Izuku would try to do this alone, he doesn't have to, and they are all stronger together, all that great shounen friendship action.

Izuku distracts the mansion while Tenya carries Villain B to get to Villain A. Down below, Shouto and Ochako convince the town to take action and defend the town, including Villain A whom they failed to care for. Ochako picks up a building and throws it at the mansion. (I NEED THIS SOMEHOW AND I'M GETTING IT NOW.) Shouto uses the debris from the resulting crash to create winding paths of ice, which Tenya uses to skate and boost across to help Villain B finally reach Villain A. HAVE YOUR GODDAMN SAKUGA.

Villain B overcomes their cowardice to try to connect with Villain A again. Even when Villain A apologizes to Villain B and Villain B gets Villain A unstuck from the house, there's nothing they can do to take back control of A's quirk (because of AFO's sabotage). But Katsuki, despite his grave injuries, gets them to hold onto him and he flies out of range of the debris of the house. Izuku OFAs the shit outta the mansion. Then, working together, Shouto freezes all the collapsing house debris into a ball to roll down an ice ramp and launch towards the sky, Ochako taps it to make it weightless, and Izuku launches it into outer space. Fuck that house.

Katsuki was only able to blast him and the villains out of range of the house but not to the ground, so he runs out of steam and falls. Izuku catches them. It's kinda gay. Especially when Villain A and B reconcile with each other and Katsuki gets to reflect on the savior Izuku is and his rescue-hero-cheesy goals that Katsuki has accepted and Izuku gets to reflect on Katsuki's insistence on doing things as a team. They both are secretly like "Awww it's his way of caring for me--and now I'm instantly repressing that thought." Izuku also forgets to pay attention to his landing and Tenya tries to catch them both and it's a dogpile of people landing on top of each other. INSERT COMIC RELIEF. (Ochako picks everyone up.)

The crux of what this movie needs that most of the other movies have failed at is BANTER. So we get Ochako and Shouto trying to be out-inspired-by-Izuku (lol not really this is a joke) as Shouto gets to make the townspeople feel at ease and Ochako sees the smiles on all the crowd as the town is saved. Tenya supports and keeps an eye out for his friends and transports people to Villain A because Ingenium would race across the land to take the hand of a lost child. Katsuki's dumb posturing collapses immediately in the face of his opportunities to oops-gotta-be-a-real-hero-now and he gets all deep with the villains and reaches their hearts or w/e, and Izuku finds victims to save everywhere all over the place all the time and brings people together in the way Katsuki and the rest of Class 1-A did for him when he ran off on his own.

And that's how you write a decent Bones filler where the characters actually get to be the characters they are and reflect on canon themes of the story without risking contradicting any canon and still building up a potentially emotional and meaningful story via some actually relevant OCs to showcase those themes with TONS OF KAIJUU HOUSE MONSTER PUNCHING because childhood homes are symbols of evil and trauma in MHA and apparently need to be destroyed. And Ochako throws a fucking building, finally.

Enjoy your disgusting happy fuzzy feels ❤️

[enterdivinity]

what sports mha boys would play! modern au

katsuki: tackle football in the fall, he doesn’t seem like a hockey guy for me. for spring season, lacrosse, typical rich guy shit

izuku: soccer in the fall, and tennis in the spring. i really see him in that so much

shoto: hockey in the fall/winter, duh. he literally makes ice on his right side. ice skating for the rest of the seasons.

eijirou: tackle football in the fall. him and katsuki definitely met through that sport. track and field in the spring. since it’s a long season, it would be great discipline.

tenya: cross country in the fall, no shit. track and field in the spring. he’s a runner through and through.

denki: cheer or diving all day everyday. i don’t see him in any other one. plus, guys do both of those sports so it wouldn’t be weird. he’s got a lean body and all that jazz.

[fruitypixel]

Tsua Jungle AU (No Quirks)

Visitors of the Jungle Cast

Midoriya's Group consists of the following people:

Archeologist! Izuku: A young intern training under All Might. Think of a mini Indiana Jones. A total sweetheart who will whip a bitch for stealing from ancient temples. Arrived in this jungle to explore lost cities.

Bionist! Ochako: Girlfriend of Izuku and botanist! She's the one who's in charge of driving vehicles ("Uraraka start the engine!" <<Midoya running for his life) and identifying edible foods they can eat. She came along because she wants to keep her bf safe, and explore the unknown!

Photographer! Shoto: A run away rich boy. Daddy disapproved of his choice in career, that among the obvious, Todoroki struck out on his own. Came to the jungle so he can make an online calendar.

Herpetologist! Tsuyu: The guide who owns her own nature blog. She keeps everyone calm under the most dangerous circumstances. She's also the main cook of the group. Is the one that suggested they come to the jungle for research.

Koda's Group has the following people:

Zoologist! Koji: A mute, sweet zoologist who loves animals. Prefers to study rather than go on adventures like Izuku's group does. Suggested they go to the jungle to study animals.

Writer! Momo: A rich girl who has a taste for the thrill. Got bored at home and decided to leave to get her groove back. Came to the jungle to get some inspiration for her next book.

Translator! Menzo: A translator that graduated from college a month ago. Like Tsu, he’s calm even in the most dangerous circumstances. He arrived with the group so he could build his resume.

Guide! Fumikage: The Survivor of the group after his plane crash landed months ago. Tells dark poetry and tells stories of tales of the jungle. Joins the group so he can not only get back to civilization, but test himself in the dark.

Ojiro's group consists of the following people:

Researcher! Mashirao: A budding researcher. Knows his stuff and keeps his cool unless it's too out of control. He wanted to go to the jungle so he could find the king of the jungle.

Explorer! Akinori: A newbie Explorer. Easily gets nervous and panics at the slightest hint of danger. Came to the jungle because he needs his explorer badge.

Explorer! Hagakure: A senior Explorer who knows what she's doing. Brave as all hell and is a good spy for the group. Came to the jungle to help Akinori get his explorer badge.

Inhabitants of the Jungle

Tarzan! Tenya: The Prince of the Jungle. A serious individual, but very curious of other people like him. Just as, even if not more feral than Tensei. Lives with his brother Tensei.

Tarzan! Tensei: The King of the Jungle. Mute due to his trauma, yet a very ferocious man who will stop at nothing to protect his home and his baby brother. Lives in a treehouse with Tenya.

Explorer! Aizawa: A grumpy ass explorer. Aizawa dislikes his job of discovering why he's still doing this is unclear. Lives in the jungle with Shinso so he can make a map of the place.

Explorer! Shinso: Another grumpy, yet much more curious Explorer. Often hides in his tent, but will go out if he has to. Lives in the jungle with Aizawa so he too gets his badge.

The Amazons tribe: An all women tribe deep in the jungle. This tribe is well known as discoverers and hunters, always out looking for the unknown. The tribe is ruled by Midnight.

Vlad King Tribe: A more welcoming, if not slightly territorial tribe. Just simple dwellers trying to live their lives in peace. Though sometimes it's not always simple. The tribe is led by Vlad King.

Bakugou's Tribe: A hostile and barbaric tribe. Only the strong will survive in this tribe filled with treasure hoarders and very territorial people. They will kill and/or capture intruders on sight. Ruled by Bakugou and Bakugou alone.

Antagonists

Treasure Seekers! LOV: A group of illegal treasure hunters who look for ancient treasures and uncover dangerous powers from them. They seek to plunder from them, not caring who or what is in their way. Each member has their own reasons for coming to the jungle other than looking for treasure.

Poacher! Stain: An absolute bastard and cold man. Always hunts big game no matter the cost. He also idolize Mr. Might, but for the wrong reasons. Came to the jungle to catch and kill rare animals.

Hunter! Overhaul: A wealthy yet ruthless businessman who owns several casinos. Overhaul is known to get rid of those who are in his way, no matter what. He came to the jungle so he could build his next big project: while also getting rid of animal life.

[adorable-deku]

ok so new au post bc it went haywire after the horses

so, all might has to be in a hospital for a while after the fight with all for one. this is a v secretive hospital where u basically have to be a hero, a politician, or heinously rich to get into. coincidentally, there is also a person who is both heinous and heinously rich who decided to send his son there.

ironically, doing the exact same thing that nana shimura did w her own children for exactly the same reason (otherwise what? trust trubasa with his kid?). izuku is kind of sickly, which is hereditary, and quirkless, which is also hereditary. all for one, father of the year, has a dragons hoard of quirks, including passive ones which just increase health. he weighs his options and without asking izuku (of course), figures hed be better off suffering the short lived pain of quirk transmission than suffering the long term pain of a crazy weak immune system.

after doing this, he sends izuku to the best hospital in the country to recover so, in the timespan where hes fucking up all might, in case anything goes awry (which it does). he also uses a quirk to change his eye and hair color, and remove the freckles.

so izuku has an illness nobody really understands (bc its a symptom of forced quirk transmission), but hes a tiny fucking trooper and the whole hospital loves him. hes a tiny ball of sunshine who talks like a little adult but stumbles on the adult words and gives nonsensical advice like kids do, but a little scarier

All might is in a kind of tucked away corner of the hospital that people arent supposed to go into, but izuku gets away with everything (historically) and loves to explore, so inevitably izuku ends up in toshinori's ward. maybe the door's open bc hes recently woken up or smth and the nurse is in there and this man sees a fluffy little dude w them Big Ole Eyes peeking in from the hallway. izuku skitters away after a short scolding from the nurse but ofc he returns later to talk to the thin man w the intense blue eyes whe looks haunted

at this point in life, izuku has encountered a lot of people who look haunted and hopeless, whether while around his father or at the hospital. he likes cheering them up. in a way, its selfless, bc he doesnt expect anything for it. but its also selfish in the way a child is; he wants them to smile for his own self satisfaction rather than bc its actually helping them. hes a bit emotionally stunted empathetically for obvious reasons

all might feels like hes lost all hope and thinks he could probably never use one for all every again. izuku thinks calling something impossible is just giving up on it. theyre both wrong but they help each other and grow together and become very close.

(unrelated but all might does not give izuku his real name. izuku asks and the first thing that pop into his head is captain america, the movie he watched before his shit got rocked, and steve was added into his glorious hall of monikers)

its also assisted by the fact that since izuku has come to the hospital, his father has not visited him even once, despite promising to. all might has never met izukus father *cough cough* but his impression of him already isnt very good. he gets so attached, despite telling himself thay he cant get attached bc look what happened to nana, right?

all for one gets his kid back many months later, when his brain damage is repaired enough for him to be awake a few hours a day, and his adorable mischievous child is going on and ON about becoming a hero. whoever 'steve' was, all for one was gonna beat their ass.

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I have been OBSESSED with a music based BNHA NoQuirks!AU for a couple of years now and I had to share...

Basically I've heard specific songs/artists and go "that's totally *specific characters* vibe" and have built a world around that and how I think each character would find catharsis through music. Drabbles for the "main" cast under the cut

Dabi/Touya Todoroki: Ran away from home as a teenager to upset his parents (his dad), but they didn't care. Specifically, they never reported it because Enji and Rei were caught up in their pending divorce and they figured he would come home eventually. He ends up joining a band (the LOV of COURSE) as their singer. His vibes are based off McCafferty and CORPSE.

Shoto Todoroki: His parents divorce gets REALLY ugly and through a weird chain of events he ends up under Touya's custody. He ADORES his rebellious brother and follows in his footsteps like a shadow (Touya says he hates it, but secretly is happy). He joins Bakugo's band after their original singer leaves. His vibes are Sub Urban and AFI.

Katsuki Bakugo: Same as cannon, his parents signed him up for drumming lessons to get out his excess energy. Started a band with Undercut-kun in middle school, but Bakugo took it WAY more seriously than his friends did. Eventually Undercut and Co walked out, leaving Bakugo to find new members in high school. His vibes are Blessthefall and NP.

Eijiro Kirishima: Wanted to become a musician to inspire people, just like his Idol Crimson Riot inspired him. He can sing, but gets embarrassed by his voice, so he sticks to the bass guitar when at all possible. Is part of Bakugo's band OFC. His vibes are Too Close To Touch and Dance Gavin Dance.

Hitoshi Shinso: Laid back and devil may care attitude. His foster fathers (Aizawa) are a promoter/manager and (Hizashi) a radio DJ. He has been dragged around the industry for years. Learns to play the guitar after meeting Bakugo and joins his band. His vibes are Current Joys.

Izuku Midoriya: In this AU he lives with his father, while his mother is in "America". His dad is pretty uninvolved with Izuku, and he still gets bullied in elementary and middle school. Izuku ends up turning to poetry as an outlet and falling in love with music. He has performance anxiety and selective mutism, so he would rather produce music. But when he does perform it's like the heavens open up. His vibes are Alec Benjamin and Cavetown.

Ochaco Uraraka: She is conflicted in her decision to get into music. She wants to become rich enough to buy her parents a house and take care of them, but she also knows that the music industry is not nice to the 99% that are not uber famous. Her vibes are Billie Eilish and Poppy.

Others in this AU include: Hawks, Jirou, Yamomo, Mina, Sero, Toga, Camie, and Kaminari. I may post another list of drabbles about them.