#bnha reverse au

[corvyskreacher]

Reverse AUs go hard~

(Charge Bolt)

I had this design sitting in my salvaged photoshop files for about a year before I started rewatching MHA soo..yeah, time to take another crack at it!

As always during character redesign, I first evaluated what I liked and disliked about the previous iteration. In this instance, I looked at my design choices and wrote down features I liked or disliked, and things that stance or clothing told me personality wise.

Then, I speculated how I might adapt and show these attributes I wanted.

For Iguchi, I decided to shift from straight up anxiety to insecurity, shown by dying his hair and taking on the fashion sense of his favorite hero, as well as giving him a scar on his tail from an anxiety chewing that geckos and lizards tend to do in real life. I also took into account physical aspects of his quirk, such as a geckos vision and the shape of their feet, and how that would affect clothes he wore.

Overall I'm really happy with the design, and cant wait to further explore his personality :}

[darkcrowprincess]

Oooooo I like this au!!

Pro Hero Touya & Villain shouto postcard print design I did for November’s patreon rewards and also a side of Dabihawks with Villain Hawks

[scarlettphantoms]

doodls

[poisonkkay]

I hope that we meet in another life

our beloveds in canon + some AUs I created for them 🫶 don't know if I'll ever get to talk more about the ones that are not Cyberpunk but still

[kikyoupdates]

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❝ You don't know how or why, but you've been isekai'd into the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. Although your first instinct is to stay away from the plot, you've been blessed with an abnormal amount of cursed energy, and for better or worse, you find yourself sucked into the storyline. You decide that you may as well use your newfound powers for the greater good, and if you're lucky, you might succeed in rewriting some of the characters' fates. But it turns out that your presence in this world is an even bigger deal than you first thought, and soon, everyone wants to make you theirs.❞

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❝ You never believed reincarnation was possible, least of all in the fictional world of Jujutsu Kaisen. However, from the moment you meet Gojo Satoru, it’s impossible to deny. Whether it’s a miracle or some kind of curse, you find yourself growing up alongside the strongest jujutsu sorcerer. Unfortunately, you know what the future holds in store. You know exactly what kind of tragedies await. Perhaps that’s why you were brought into this world. If it means saving people from a gruesome fate, you’ll gladly suffer in their place. You’ll do whatever it takes. All for the sake of a better tomorrow. ❞

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❝ You didn’t accomplish anything in your previous life. Looking back on it, you feel nothing but regret, and you yearn for the chance to do things differently. As it turns out, your wish is answered, and you are reborn into your favorite fictional world. This time, you resolve to make a change, and you have the means to do it. You won’t be content with just sitting on the sidelines and letting life pass you by. You will live boldly and vibrantly, as if every moment is your last. No matter what it takes, you are going to leave your mark. ❞

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❝ You are the product of a series of twisted experiments, an anomaly that shouldn’t have ever existed in the first place. Thankfully, you are taken into the arms of a hero and given a new purpose in life. But as you soon discover, it isn’t easy to deny your true nature, especially when you were made to destroy. ❞

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❝ You awaken one day with virtually no memories. The only thing guiding you is some strange system that likes to dictate your every move, and for some reason, it insists that you make certain people fall in love with you. Desperate for answers, you decide to go along with its demands. After all, how hard can it be? ❞

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❝ Your Quirk is rather unique. It plays out almost like a game, giving you missions and goals that help you become stronger. On top of that, you also have the ability to charm those around you. It sounds innocent enough on paper, and you can’t help but revel in the attention everyone keeps showering you with. But what happens when their feelings give way to something more sinister? ❞

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❝ As punishment for your sins, you, a young vampire, are banished — not just from your home, but to a different world entirely. Now, you find yourself in a foreign place where Quirks and heroes are the norm. In addition to coming to terms with your new life, you must also face your greatest challenge: controlling your massive thirst for blood. ❞

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❝ Ever since your Quirk first manifested, you’ve been the apple of everyone’s eye. With the goal of becoming a hero, you enroll to U.A. and soon find yourself drawing the attention of many. Will you form genuine connections with others, or is this all just your power's will? ❞

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❝ Desperate for money to pay off your debts, you sign up for a program that allows you to sell your blood to vampires. At first, everything is fine, and you’re finally able to make ends meet. But they soon begin craving more than just your blood. ❞

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❝ Hoping to try something new and earn a bit of money on the side, you join an app that lets people hire you for your dating services. The idea is pretty straightforward — you pose as the client's girlfriend for a brief period of time, and in turn, you receive payment. But you didn't foresee everyone getting so attached to you, and suddenly, they're no longer satisfied with a fabricated relationship. ❞

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❝ Reincarnation isn't as great as it sounds, especially when you've been reborn as none other than the villainess. Fated to die if you stand in the heroine's way, you immediately resolve to distance yourself from the plot. As long as you have nothing to do with any of the relevant characters, surely, you'll be able to avoid an untimely death. But in a horrible turn of events, the heroine ends up wanting to get close to you. Are you really doomed to meet the villainess' tragic end? Or is there an even more sinister fate that awaits you? ❞

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❝ A desperate cry on your deathbed leads to you being given a fresh start at life. You're overjoyed at having finally obtained a healthy body and a real chance at living normally, only to discover that you've been transported into a yandere game, where danger lurks at every corner. Determined to protect your new life at any cost, you vow to stay as far away from the major characters of the game as possible. But things don't always go as planned. ❞

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❝ Following your mother’s recent passing, you are visited by a group of men claiming that your father abandoned all his debt and obligations, leaving you to take his place.❞

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❝ Your parents are thrilled to have secured an engagement for you with the royal family. Your suitor, the crown prince, has agreed to be wed to you. It seems as though your entire future has been assured, so why is it that from this moment onward, your life starts to fall apart at the seams? ❞

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[thehusbandoden]

M'love -Alpha Mate!Todoroki Shoto x Female!Omega Reader

A/n: I haven't written for my beloved Shoto in so long haha

General info:

Genre: fluff/reverse comfort \\ wc: 312 \\ female omega reader \\ posted: 03/25/24

You and Shoto became mates right after high school. You were both broke and didn’t have the means to get your own place. The burning need to be close to one another stopped you from living separately, so you moved into Shoto’s family home. It was awkward, and constantly toxic, but it was the best you could currently do. 

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You walk into the Japanese style house, taking your shoes off at the doorway. You stumble into the room you share with your beloved alpha, Shoto. He was laying in bed, asleep. You take your hero gear off before pulling on one of his t-shirts and a pair of his sweatpants.  

You sigh, inhaling the familiar scent of your alpha. You relaxed further, crawling into bed. He shifts, instinctually pulling you to his chest. You giggle softly, purring at the way his face pressed against your neck. You felt like you were in heaven.  

Shoto’s heterochromatic eyes found yours as he slowly woke up. You smile, pressing your cheek against his. “Did I wake you?” You whisper. Shoto sleepily nodded, pulling himself up to lay his head on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around you.  

You frown slightly, Shoto usually leaned on you like this when he needed comfort, opting to pull you onto his chest most of the time. 

“Is everything alright?” You purr into his ear. His brows relax as he hears your soothing purrs.  

“Just my father...” he murmured.  

“What happened this time? Do you want to talk about it?” You kiss his forehead gently, lightly scenting him to help him relax.  

“He was just complaining about you again, m’love. Don’t worry about it though, his opinion doesn’t matter to me.” He looks up at you like you hung the moon, his warm hand finding your cheek. You lean into his touch, purring.  

“Love you.” You murmur, petting his hair soothingly. He smiles up at you, blessing you with the rare sight of his smile.  

“I love you more.”  

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[poppy5991]

I’d love to see an episode of MHA that’s a flipped alternate universe where the heroes are villains and vice versa. I just think it would be interesting to see the writers’ take on how different characters could have ended up on a different path.

For example:

Ochako who ends up pursuing villainy as a means of pulling her family out of poverty. Feels derision for heroes who make a ton of money off marketing and appearances, but don’t actually help people in need when it’s not a flashy photo-op.

Iida who ends up becoming a vigilante after Stain paralyzes or kills his brother. Decides that the only real path to justice is to pursue it himself outside the law.

Hawks who never gets found by the hero commission and is forced into becoming a thief like his father to survive. Faces discrimination as a heteromorph.

Enji who sees his father murdered and instead of pursuing heroism to make himself physically strong enough that he won’t ever feel that weak and helpless again, ends up pursuing dangerous solutions to the limitations of his fire quirk in the underground black market for quirk modifications and augmentations.

Izuku who gets involved in the same black market after All Might tells him that he can’t be a hero without a quirk. Resents the way he was treated for being quirkless.

Toga who gets picked up by the hero commission and ends up a disguise hero/spy/assassin. Disillusioned with the commission like Nagent, but dependent on them for a blood supply because they’ve dosed her to the point that she suffers withdrawals without it.

Tomura being found by All Might, growing up as the prodigal grandson of Nana, becoming a search & rescue hero.

Twice who gets help as an orphaned teenager and becomes a non-profit worker who uses his quirk to check up on homeless teens across the city.

[vidmochka]

Taming the barbarian

[angie-starz]

A little bit about this AU:

Kai originally was taken in by all for one as a potential vessel with tomura, I want them to grow up as somewhat 'brothers'. Until kai leaves/escapes. He gets into trouble with some rival organisation of the SH because they think he's working for Hari.

Hari at this point has capitalised on the smaller owned business in non-SH territory, pissing off the clans of that area. He offered Kai the job twice and he rejected both times until he came around was threatened into accepting the third time and accepted

[thr0wnawayy]

Writing Exercise: Invertia

Lavender rays snuck through the blinds of the Ninth's room.

The Ninth.

Izumi still had trouble processing that the events of the past semester were grounded in reality.

But the beating of her heart, the rising and falling of her chest as she slowly came into consciousness. It reminded her that she was alive, she was real.

The pink haired protege stiffly raised herself into a sitting position, her neck popped as she looked to her limited edition 'All Blight - Incinerator collab' calender that had been given to her by that overly cheery classmate, Shoto Himura.

It was the Sports Festival today. Well, fuck.

Izumi ripped of the bedsheets and trudged to to bathroom.

Her pink hair shot in every direction, one wiry eye peered behind the rats nest, glaring at itself like death.

Deku broke contact to grab a comb and try to fashion her hair into something salvageable.

Izumi hissed through her teeth as she realized her mental mistake. Nevertheless, she continued taming her hair.

Her mother was likely out of the house again. Not that Izumi minded, that was natural given her position as the head of a major lawfirm.

Izumi had been taught more than enough to survive on her own. Born in a time where Heroes were only just exploding onto the mainstream meant more risks of a break in.

Cooking, cleaning and self preservation were all skills Izumi had learned by age 9, such was the life of a middle class woman and her unexpected daughter.

Izumi snapped back to the present, finding that she had been on autopilot again and was now standing in the kitchen, fully dressed in a crimson "Woop Weep' band tee and black cargo pants.

Izumi grabbed the necessary items, looking out the window to see the familar crimson sky, perfectly clear. Izumi knew she had plenty of time, maintaining a perfect schedule and living in Musutafu helped with that.

As the pot began to boil and the soba lay in wait, Izumi found her thoughts returning to the subject of her "friends".

Izumi never really had friends, so she didn't know if Shoto, Uraraka or Ida counted.

Shoto was the latest addition. Completely the opposite of what one would expect from Incinerator's son. The number 2 was as unwavering and intense as the Black-Fire she weilded. Shoto was, well, Shoto. Talkative and energetic, a boy who could see a butterfly pass by and have a million questions.

Ida was more in-line with what Izumi had come to expect from a Legacy kid, although Ida's 'devil may care' attitude to most things was something Izumi could appreciate. The ginger haired delinquent seemed to take things in stride, though she supposes coming from a long line of Villains will do that to you.

Uraraka was the most mysterious for Izumi, the one code she couldn't crack.

Izumi was blunt, she spoke her mind and gave no quarter. Uraraka's tounge was barbed and honeyed. She had a way to get you hooked on whatever she was offering.

Thats how Izumi wound up agreeing to train her in hand to hand combat. Techniques she had spent years honing on bullies, earning her 10 suspensions by the time she was in 6th grade (all off record of course, lawyer mom)

The lid rumbles. Izumi listlessly places the soba strands in.

As she waits for breakfast, She looks at this little bobble head her mother had bought her as a gag gift a few years ago. A very familair face stares back at her.

"Toroshinori..." Izumi answers to the open air.

She still remembers that day on the roof. Izumi had clung to the 'Blight of villainy' himself, and she knew they'd tear her apart if they ever found out what she'd shouted at him.

"Why do the bad ones always become heroes!?"

Izumi had been tired, the world's worst manipulator had told her to kill herself. Her mother had been overworked and every day it seemed like another so-called "hero" forgot what side of the law they stood on.

She'd almost opened the door to the stairwell when he spoke.

He'd poofed in a cloud of smoke, the smell of ash filling the air. The man who restored order, was laid bare in front of her. A man who despite hardship after hardship, kept on going.

They hadn't realized the stairwell door had locked until that point, trapped up there until All Blight could recharge.

He gave her his story and Izumi gave hers. Two souls, hurt by the world and looking to reshape itm

He said that he "liked her moxie" and offered to keep on touch. Who was Izumi to refuse?

Izumi looked up at the oven clock, right on time. She turned off the heat, strained the soba and grabbed her seasoning.

By this point it was automatic. Izumi knew just the way she liked her Soba, what techniques and intracies. The craftsmanship of a homemade meal was simply enjoyable to her.

Izumi ate, enjoying the serine silence of the house. Absorbing it, because the Sports Festival was going to be louder than Tear Lord's charity guitar tours.

And just like that Izumi felt her mood sour again. She was going to have to deal with those idiots again. Most of her classmates were alright, but then there were those.

Kaminari was the textbook definition of a misogynist. Constantly trying to mask it through a false veneer of chivalry. Mineta, the paranoid, who was more than likely going to go on a killing spree sometime in the future.

And then of course, Bakugo. The leech of U.Gen, constantly riding on the coat-tails of everyone else. Thinking he's playing 4d chess with his "rumors" when it's little more that locker room gossip.

He is simply repungent.

Izumi shrugs it off as she grabs her supplies. 'Eh, he'll probably have a breakdown the moment he washes out'.

U.Gen was no joke, failing here meant expulsion, effectively immediately. Only the top 50 would go on to the next semester and the only reason she knew that was thanks to Toshinori's messages, which she always appreciated.

The decision came into place following the Ice Hero: Endeavor's, forced retirement. No one knows exactly what happend, Shoto seems to buffer whenever she asks. But the bottom line was Endeavor shouldn't have gotten through at all.

Since then, U.Gen has had two major exams in the first year. Each at the end of the semester. The first, the SF, was meant to weed out incapable or/and unresouceful heroes. The schematics on the next one are vaug, but Izumi knew it had something to do with one's character.

-And would you look at that, she's already in the train. She really needs to stop getting lost in her own head, it's not beneficial.

The tram was packed, no suprise there. Mostly with people either going to work or going to have fun.

What else are they gonna go to? With her to the Sports Festival? That hasn't been open to the public since Izumi was a toddler.

Izumi snorted at the mental image of her in a TerraRiser onesie, complete with the black cape.

The speaker dinged, letting her know that her station was coming up. The concrete practically shifted beneath her feet as she leapt out the tram car.

It didn't take Izumi long to find the bus, Her English Teacher: Silencer mutely greeting her with a soft smile and a head nod, miming tapping a watch to tell her that it was time to haul ass.

It wasn't much different to one's that sent them to the DWJ, it was kind of nostalgic. Even if it relatively recent. Izumi took in a deep breath of filtered air as the bus began to move.

Showtime.

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Kamino Ward District.

The Drousy Djin Diner.

Thunk, Thunk, Thunk

Gloved fingers met the screen of a TouchPad.

Thunk, Thunk, Thunk.

Eerie bright blue eyes pwwred from behind Reddish-Brown locks. The Sports Festival was today...

A black haired girl twirled a clearly stolen pistol in her hand, her expression bored as sin.

A white haired vigilante postured with his back against the wall, waiting for his partner in business and crime to speak.

A dead man watches eagerly from behind the counter. His body as youthful as the day he "died".

The Brunette shifts upright, all eyes suddenly on him. He grins.

"Who's ready to make their mark?"

[corvyskreacher]

Click for redraw

I think I may take a detour for an adult Kaminari design...Jellyfish cuts are my new weakness.

Full design

[scarlettphantoms]

rr!touya doodles because i missed the silly guy :33

[poisonkkay]

—Why do you only call me when you're high?

[kikyoupdates]

Bloodthirst ⭑˚💋⭑ 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

bnha x vampire!reader

reverse harem, my hero academia x fem!reader, my vampire!reader, slowburn

As punishment for your sins, you, a young vampire, are banished — not just from your home, but to a different world entirely. Now, you find yourself in a foreign place where Quirks and heroes are the norm. In addition to coming to terms with your new life, you must also face your greatest challenge: controlling your massive thirst for blood.

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“He l-looked at her w-with a, um... I’m not sure how to read this next part.”  

“Sorrowful,” the teacher said, awkwardly clearing his throat. “Keep going, please.” 

You nodded. “He looked at her with a sorrowful explanation—”  

“Expression,” the teacher corrected.  

“With a sorrowful expression, and g-grabbed her by the ham—”  

“Hand.” 

“Grabbed her by the hand, then let out a... happy? Let out a happy sigh.”  

“A heavy sigh,” the teacher corrected once more, and he proceeded to echo the passage with a sigh of his own. “That was, um... a good attempt, [Name]. Perhaps you felt a bit nervous reading in front of your new classmates? It’s alright. You’ll get used to it soon.”

Katsuki couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Even an elementary schooler would have had no problem reading that passage. Were you illiterate or something? He’d always known Izuku was pathetic, but what was he thinking, hanging out with a bum like you?

“Dumbass doesn’t even know how to read,” Katsuki muttered. 

“I heard that, Bakugou,” the teacher frowned. “What do I keep saying about being nice?”  

“Yeah, yeah. My bad, or whatever.”  

Despite the fact that you’d just publicly embarrassed yourself, you didn’t look particularly torn up about it. Actually, it looked to Katsuki like you were proud, which baffled him beyond measure, because that display just now was definitely not something to take pride in. 

“That was so good!” Izuku congratulated you, grinning ear-to-ear. “You’re learning so quick, [Name]! I can’t even believe how much progress you’ve made already!” 

You stuck up your nose in the air. “I guess I’m even smarter than I initially gave myself credit for. I should never have doubted my abilities.” 

Katsuki watched the exchange unfold with his mouth gaping open from disbelief. Was this meant to be satire? Some sarcastic routine that he just wasn’t getting? Was he the idiot for not understanding what the hell you two were going on about?  

It wasn’t just that you were illiterate, though. You seemed to lack basic knowledge in pretty much all departments, to the point that it had Katsuki wondering how the hell you’d even passed your previous classes. 

“[Name],” the teacher said. Katsuki almost felt sorry for you, because it seemed like the dude was calling on you a lot more than the others. Probably since you were new. “Can you tell me what year the Edo period began?” 

“What’s that?” you replied shamelessly. 

Countless students began mumbling amongst themselves. They couldn’t tell if you were trying to be funny, or really just that ignorant. 

“Come on,” the teacher sighed. “You’ve learned about this before. The Edo period. Really rack your brain. I’ll give you a hint. It started sometime during the 17th century.” 

“17th century,” you mumbled to yourself. Back in your world, a century was measured as a period of a hundred years. There was no way of knowing if the same was true of this world, but you decided there was no harm in giving it a shot. “So, that means... it started around the year 1700? Right?” 

Everyone stared at you in bewilderment. Katsuki couldn’t help but face-palm.  

“No, you idiot!” he snapped. “The 17th century started in the 1600s! How the hell do you not know basic shit like this?” 

“Huh?” you blinked. “But... the number seventeen...”

“It ended in 1700! For fuck’s sake!”  

“Oh,” you replied simply. “I guess that makes sense. I’ll keep that in mind for next time.”  

Katsuki was close to ripping out all his hair. Watching you flounder like a fucking dipshit was actually stressing him out. You couldn’t read or write properly, you didn’t know the most common things in terms of history—not just Japanese history, but major global events too—and every time the teacher spoke, your eyes were glossy and wide, as if you were a newborn only just coming to terms with the world around you.

Honestly, you belonged back with the preschoolers, not here with kids that were less than a year away from entering high school.

During the very last period of the day, math, the teacher decided to call on you once again.  

“[Name],” he said. “Please come up to the board and solve this equation for me.”  

Katsuki enjoyed tormenting people as much as the next dickhead, but this was getting a bit painful to watch, even for him.  

You really were thick-skinned, though. As you walked up to the board, your eyes didn’t betray the slightest twinge of nervousness or any other discomfort. Maybe that was one of the benefits of being an idiot. You didn’t even realize just how much others were judging you for it.

The teacher wasn’t testing you like this to be sadistic or anything. He seemed genuinely perplexed as to how you’d even made it to middle school. It was a mystery how you hadn’t been held back up until now. He seemed to be wondering if your placement in this class was some sort of mistake.

That was probably why he gave you a relatively simple equation to solve. If you couldn’t do something like this, then clearly, there was an issue.

“Oh, this is easy!” you grinned, and your carefree attitude made Katsuki scoff in his seat.  

Yeah, right. You’re just gonna royally fuck it up like you’ve done with everything else— 

“All done!” 

The teacher blinked. “Huh? That quick? Oh... y-yes. That’s the right answer. I suppose this one was fairly straightforward, after all.”

Katsuki furrowed his brows. Well, whatever. What you’d just done was nothing impressive. It was the bare minimum, honestly.  

“Let’s try something a bit more complicated,” the teacher suggested. He gave you another equation to solve—this time, one that would probably give half the class a bit of trouble. Katsuki had always been smart, so it was child’s play for him, but he doubted you’d be able to figure it out, with your pea-brain and all.

Except you did. And super quickly, as a matter of fact.  

Katsuki grimaced. “How the fuck can she do that, but she doesn’t know the most basic shit?”  

“Good job, [Name]!” The teacher looked relieved to know that you weren’t completely hopeless. “Um... maybe just one more to try out. This is one is very difficult, though. Even third-year highschoolers would struggle to solve it, so don’t feel discouraged if it doesn’t make any sense.”

The equation on the board was difficult to make sense of, even for Katsuki. He gritted his teeth in annoyance. Well, the teacher did say it was something that wouldn’t be covered until the final year of high school, so there was no helping it. 

“This one’s easy too,” you beamed, and proceeded to make quick work of solving it.  

Now, the teacher—as well as the entire class—was stunned to silence. 

“I-Incredible,” he mumbled in astonishment. “[Name], it seems like you’re gifted when it comes to math. Very nice job! I didn’t realize we had such an advanced student in our class!” 

For the millionth time that day, Katsuki was lost for words.  

“Are you cheating or some shit?!” he couldn’t help but cry out. “There’s no way you can’t read or write and don’t know basic history but can solve complicated problems like that one!”

You merely scratched your head. “How would I cheat? It’s math. Plus, I showed my steps. How would I know to do that if I’d just guessed the answer or something?”  

“That’s... well...”

Katsuki didn’t know what to say. It just didn’t make any sense! And that stupid asshole Izuku was still beaming over at you, looking immeasurably proud. You two dipshits were driving him up the fucking wall! 

Before Katsuki could offer up any more protests, the last bell of the day began to chime. Students eagerly got up from their seats and started packing their belongings into their bags. The teacher was trying to remind them of some homework that was due for next class, but everyone was excited to leave and didn’t really pay him much attention.  

You happily bounded over to Izuku. “School’s out! These past few days have been a lot of fun. So much more fun than I ever imagined!”  

“Yeah,” he smiled back. “I’m glad you’ve been enjoying yourself. And you’re doing a really great job. You should be super proud.”

“Thank you! Let’s head home.”  

“Yep!”  

The two of you were basically attached at the hip, and it made Katsuki sick to his goddamn stomach.  

Since he was remarkably petty, he decided to follow you. 

“Oops,” he chuckled, bumping into you, hard, once you’d gotten out of the building.  

His two underlings echoed his amusement. “Aw. What are you going to do, illiterate girl? Start another fight? Lick more blood off your fingers like the creep that you are?”

“K-Kacchan,” Izuku swallowed nervously. Ah. There it was. That stupid noble look in his eyes that Katsuki just couldn’t stand. As if he was godsent, doing the whole world a favor, all the while looking down on those around him. 

Katsuki narrowed his eyes. “What is it? Say what’s on your mind, shitty Deku.” 

“We really don’t need to do this right now,” Izuku trembled. “Just... let us go, okay?”  

Izuku was shaking like a leaf in the wind, and it brought a smirk to Katsuki’s lips. Right. That was the way it was supposed to be. He needed to realize his place. He was below him. It had always been that way, and it would always continue to be. 

You, however, didn’t appear fazed in the slightest. Katsuki had expected as much, since you clearly had more of a backbone that Izuku. But you needed to learn your place too. He didn’t want you getting any funny ideas and thinking you were actually a match for him. 

“What’s your problem?” you finally said. “Izuku hasn’t ever done anything to you. I don’t get what’s fun about going out of your way to make people feel bad. Is your life really that pathetic? Are you just bored out of your mind with nothing better to do?” 

Katsuki couldn’t help the disbelieving scoff that left his lips. You were actually serious? You really wanted to do this? 

Alright, then. He was done playing nice.

“I’ve been meaning to kick your ass anyways,” he grimaced. He roughly grabbed you by the collar of your shirt and pulled you in, close enough that he was pretty much breathing down your neck. “Try me, bitch,” he spat. “Last time was a fluke. I was going easy on you ‘cause you’re a girl, but I really shouldn’t have. You caught me in a humble mood that day, that’s all.”  

You still didn’t look scared. Actually, you were smiling. 

Katsuki’s forehead veins were about to pop. “I’m seriously going to beat the shit out of you,” he threatened. 

But he didn’t get a chance to. Because you’d already bit him right in the neck.  

“Fucking hell, that hurts!”

It hurt more than anything he’d ever felt before. He knew he wasn’t just imagining how sharp your damn teeth were. He could feel them prodding deep underneath the top layer of his skin, and it didn’t stop just at that. There was a sickening squelching sound, right by his ear. 

You were sucking his blood, like the fucking freak that you were. 

Katsuki tried to push you off, but his strength was failing him. This sensation was just way too strange. It made him want to puke, but somehow also made his head feel all light and fluttery. His cheeks were burning up. His entire body was burning up, for that matter. You were siphoning blood directly from his body, and the realization that your lips were pressed against his skin didn’t help in the slightest.  

“Get the hell off me!” he screamed, finally mustering up the power to blow you back. He was panting heavily, cheeks flushed like never before. He could see your face clearly now. He could see the way your lips were painted red with his blood, and that all-too pleased look in your eyes. 

“Yum,” you said simply, swiping your tongue across your lips to lap up the leftovers.  

“H-Holy shit,” one of his lackeys muttered. “I always knew she was some kind of weirdo, but she really, really is insane. Katsuki... we should go. I’m not looking to get bitten by her too.”  

Katsuki was still beet red. It was the first time a girl had ever been so close to him. In a way, you’d just kissed his neck. At the very least, your lips had connected directly with his skin. If that wasn’t a kiss, then what was? 

Fuck... talk about the shittiest first kiss ever. 

“You’re a freak,” he managed to say, but his voice came out sounding shaky and hoarse. His heart was racing right now, and it made him feel absolutely disgusting.

“Fine by me,” you smiled. “Pick on Izuku again and I’ll bite you even harder next time. It’s your call.”  

Katsuki angrily wiped his hand across the spot on his neck that you’d bitten into. There was a bit of blood glazing the surface, no doubt paired with some of your saliva. It felt wet and slimy.  

Yeah. This was officially the worst day of his life. 

“How fucking dare you,” he gritted out. “You’re going to pay for this. Just you wait.”  

He stormed off before he could hear what else you had to say, his two lackeys quickly following suit.  

You were still smiling, because you’d just killed two birds with one stone. You’d managed to put a bully in his place and gotten to drink some yummy blood. It wasn’t much, but it was honest work.

Izuku looked like he was on the verge of passing out. “[N-Name]… you can’t just do stuff like that. Especially without warning me. You’re going to give a heart attack one of these days...”

“Well, it looked like he was about to start a fight, so I decided to strike first and catch him off-guard.”  

“What if someone catches you doing that? I don’t want you to get in trouble.”  

“I was actually thinking about this, and I figure we can just say it has something to do with my Quirk. Most people probably wouldn’t just assume I'm a vampire, after all. Can’t I pretend like my Quirk has to do with drinking blood? Like the more blood I drink, the stronger I get, or something like that.”

“That could work,” he acknowledged. “But people still aren’t supposed to use their Quirks to inflict harm onto others. I get that since we were dealing with Kacchan, it’s a bit of a different case, but still. Just be careful, okay? I wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to you.”

You hummed in agreement. “Alright. I won’t be so hasty to do that next time. I’ll just punch him in the face like I did before.”  

“Um, no. Please don’t do that either.”

“Anyways!” you chirped. “I’m super relieved that math is the same here as it is back home. Dealing with numbers is a lot easier than trying to make sense of all this new information.”

“Still, that question you solved at the end of class looked really hard,” Izuku remarked, clearly impressed. “We’re the same age, aren’t we? But it seems like you’re a lot more advanced.”  

“My parents made sure I was always on top of my studies,” you shrugged. “It’s the same education the rest of my siblings received, so I never thought much of it. Math is fine and all, but I hope I’ll be able to do well in my other subjects too, once I actually get used to reading and writing.”

“I’m sure you will. And, um...” For some reason, he’d turned awfully red. “A-About before, when you drank Kacchan’s blood. I know you have to drink blood to survive, so I just wanted to make sure that you know I’ll always give you mine, whenever you need it. Just don’t be afraid to ask me for help... okay?”  

Goodness. He really was an angel.  

“Of course,” you grinned back. “I know I can always count on you, Izuku. Plus, your blood tastes the best by far.”  

“I-It does?” he stammered, somehow getting even more red.  

“Yep! You’re my favorite!”  

“Oh... I see.”

He didn’t say anything else apart from that, perhaps because he was too flustered to think of a response. But judging by the wobbly little smile on his lips, he seemed to be taking it as a compliment rather than being put off by your words.  

Katsuki had never in his life suffered such humiliation before.  

“Fucking hell!” he cried out, slamming the front door as he angrily barged into his house. Naturally, he was making a ton of noise, and this drew the attention of his parents. More specifically, his mother, Mitsuki, who came stomping towards him. 

“Katsuki, you little piece of shit!” she snapped. “What’s the matter with you, yelling and slamming doors the second you get home?!”  

“Piss off,” he grimaced. “I’m not in the mood.”  

“Is that how you talk to your mother?!”  

She proceeded to grab him by the ear and pull on it, which of course just made Katsuki’s shitty mood even worse. Normally, he would’ve snapped back at her again, but given everything that had already transpired today, he was feeling more deflated than he would’ve liked to admit.

Not only had you held your own in a fight against him before, but you’d somehow managed to completely overwhelm him back at school. It was the second time. The second time that Katsuki hadn’t emerged victorious against you. 

Mitsuki must have noticed her son’s downcast expression, because she finally let go of his ear and frowned. “Seriously, what’s going on? You’re even more irritable than usual. Is there something weighing on your mind?”  

In response to her question, Katsuki’s cheeks instantly turned red. 

“J-Just leave me alone,” he muttered, then shoved his hands into his pockets and retreated to the comfort of his room—making sure to slam that door shut as well. 

Mitsuki was left with a blank look in her eyes.  

A look that quickly turned into realization.  

“Well, this is new. He’s red as a tomato,” she mused. “I bet it has something to do with a girl.” 

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