#could work on it during the school day since ita for her last class

[wall-eye]

My sister, at 9pm: mom I have this thing due tomorrow and I can't get it done can you help me

Mom: when did you get this? Last friday? You should have been working on this way earlier I mean come on

Sister: you don't understand

Me, getting up from my bed despite having to wake up ridiculously early tomorrow: mom get out of here, you don't understand. What's this? What's the problem?

[natache]

Ita Rina

First and Forgotten Yugoslav Film Star who provocated Gestapo

Ita Rina was born on 7 July 1907 in the small town of Divača (then Austro-Hungarian Empire, later Yugoslavia, now Slovenia) as Italina Lida Kravanja. She was called Ida Kravanja for short. She was named after a journalist Finzi Haydée, Jewish family friend from Trieste. The first daughter of Jožef a railroad worker and Marija Kravanja, Rina had a younger sister Danica. Shortly after the outbreak of the World War I, the family moved to Ljubljana, where Rina matriculated in 1923. She was not a good student; she repeated the third grade of elementary school. However, her dream was to be an actress.

In October 1926, Slovenski narod (Slovenian People) magazine organized a beauty pageant, and Rina entered the competition. She was crowned Miss Slovenia and was to travel to the final event for Miss Yugoslavia, which was supposed to be held on 20 December 1926 in Zagreb. However, her mother did not want to let her go to Zagreb. After a group visit from the Slovenian delegation, Marija Kravanja relented. Unfortunately, when Rina arrived in Zagreb, the jury was already choosing the most beautiful of three finalists. She was, however, noticed by Adolf Müller, the owner of Balkan Palace cinema in Zagreb. He immediately sent her photographs to German film producer Peter Ostermayer. As her mother did not want to let her go to Berlin, Rina ran away from home.

Her escape was enabled by a family friend, a painter Alojz Malota and his wife Hedvig Šarc. They invited her to come with them on a trip to Austria, and instead she went to Berlin. She has said that she felt very lonely and scared during the train ride and thought about returning home.

“That was my longest and hardest journey. I huddled myself in a corner of a coupe and looked around myself in fear. I only knew few words in German...”

Rina arrived in Berlin in 1927. Shortly after she had her first audition, following which she had classes in acting, diction, dancing.

"They would shine a spotlight on me" she later said "cameras would buzz. There were cables everywhere. Some complete strangers would stare at me, whispering amongst themselves. They told me to scream, to laugh, wave and cry. I think I looked most natural in scenes where I was crying. All I had to do was remember how far away from home I've gone and how I've deceived my mother."

"You don't know how to walk!" a director was yelling. I've dedicated all my strength on walking as gracefully as possible, and I thought to myself "how's it possible that I, who have climbed Triglav thrice, all of sudden am incapable of walking." I must admit, first few steps on film were harder than any danger definitely mountaineering.

After several small film roles in 1927 and 1928, the critics finally noticed her in the 1928 film The Last Supper. The same year, Rina met at a Yugoslav embassy party, her future husband Miodrag ��orđević, a shy engineering student from Belgrade, son of a general director of the Royal Post Office.

He asked her out to dinner in a little more upscale restaurant. What he would find out later is that his students account was not enough to pay for the meal. He went to the phone in an attempted to call a friend who could lend him money. Ita figured out what was going on, and since she was already rich, secretly passed him a few bank notes, to spare him the embarrassment. She always liked him, and they understood each other well.

 

Around that time newspapers in Yugoslavia started to sensationalize her love life, as a counter she published an open letter.

Cenjeni g. urednik!

Vsikdar sem bila ljubeznjiva napram g. dopisniku Vašega lista. Želela sem na ta način izražati simpatije, ki sem jih gojila do “Vremena”. Toda nežentlementski dopis Vašega dopisnika od 15. t. m. je zlorabil to mojo ljubeznivost in me prisilil, da Vas naprošam zaradi istine za uvrstitev naslednjih vrstic: Prišla sem domov na oddih, da se pripravim za bodoče delo, ne pa da se zaljubljam kakor goska. Zaradi tega ne potrebujem nikakih senzacij, zlasti pa ne senzacij, ki gredo preko meja dopustnega. Čudim se prostosti, ki si jo jemlje g. Ambrož, da izmišlja kar imena mojih idealov. Prava senzacija bi bila šele, ko bi g. Ambrož nekoliko srečneje uganil moje ideale. Kar pa piše g. Ambrož, je bilo doslej meni in vsem mojim znancem docela neznano. Odpotovala bom tedaj, ko me pokliče novo delo. Senzacijonalni odhod avtomobilov itd. je prosta glupost. 

Da končam. Žal mi je, da se je edini g. O. Ambrož smatral za najpametnejšega od vseh tukajšnjih novinarjev in da je segel po tako nehvaležnem poslu. Naši javnosti je treba servirati resnico o mojem delu in moji osebi, ne pa glupih izmišljotin. Prejmite g. urednik izraze itd.

Ita Rina.

Her breakthrough into European stardom came after taking a role in a controversial film Erotikon by a Czechoslovakian director Gustav Mahaty. As soon as she read the script about a seduced and then abandoned daughter of a guard of a railroad station, she understood it as her big chance, and she was right.

Erotikon premiered in Prague. Czechoslovakian censors cut out the scene of her giving birth to a child, but the movie garnered great success with film critics and audiences across Europe. At the premiere in Paris in Moulin Rouge and the film goers carried her out of the theatre on their hands.

The films success angered the puritans. Especially the french catholic theologian, abbot Betteleme who wrote: "... First, they lie next to each other, and then one to another ... It is true that the cover hides their figures, but it certainly does not hide their movements... The protagonists are shown in particularly long shots, especially Ita... A viewer can recognize her excitement, then her expression of anxiety mixed with longing, then the pain and at the end... I blush while describing the scenes". He went though streets of Paris tearing down the posters that were plastered all over. That only raised the popularity of the film.

In 1930, Rina acted in three films, most notable being the first talking Czechoslovakian film Tonka of the Gallows, which is often named her best role. Meanwhile, she married Miodrag Đorđević in 1931. Although she had announced her retirement from her film career, but she actually continued her acting until the outbreak of World War II. Her last prewar film was crime drama Zentrale Rio.

The situation in Germany was getting tense, especially for anybody who was considered undesirable which included actors who were foreign. She left Germany on the insistence of the then ambassador of Yugoslavia Ivo Andrić. In 1939, very close to the start of WW2 every time she went to work or went home, there was a man who sat in the car. In the beginning he was very quiet and she thought he was an assistant of the producer and that he might represent some new custume, a way of saying thanks to the actors. And then he spoke. At first there were talks of the superiority of the German race, but later his changes because more apparent. "I argued with him in that car" she told to the operator in the studio and retold him the whole conversation. "How could you have dared, that man is from Gestapo." said the operator. The story was retold to Ivo Andrić, and he ordered her and her husband to urgently leave Germany. The taping of the film was mostly done. That night they packed all of their belongs. In the morning she taped a few leftover scenes and absconded for Belgrade that same day.

"Only on the road I understood what's going on. Tanks everywhere, soldiers."

They went to live in Belgrade. She didn't act as the war was starting to rage and had her first child Milan in 1940 and thee years later a daughter Tijana. Her in-laws disagreed with the marriage to a controversial actress at first. And they had a permanent table for themselves and their friends at the local tavern.

After the bombing of Belgrade they moved to Vrnjačka Banja. Life during wartime was hard and she laboured and sold all of her possessions to keep family fed. She even rescued her husband from jail where he landed after he, in a tavern proclaimed that Hitler will have the same fate Napoleon did in Russia.

They moved back to Belgrade after the end of World War II in 1945. Although she was promised several roles in Yugoslav films, all projects were cancelled and she was treated unfavorably. After receipt of a letter she had written to President Tito, Rina began working as a co–production advisor in Avala Film. But she soon left Avala Film and moved to Lovćen Film.

She returned to the silver screen once, in the 1960 film War, about nuclear war fallout, directed by Veljko Bulajić. This was her last role. She got her role not though a studio, but through her husband asking nicely.

“Before the shooting of the film War began, I was approached by a very likable gentleman, that was the husband of Mrs. Ita Rine Miodrag, and in a very discreet, shy way, asked if we can talk and during that conversation, suggested to cast Ita. Honestly speaking, I have already completely forgotten about her. There was war, and they she didn't work for a very long time. She wasn't listed anywhere in cinematography as an active actress. I remembered her from her films. I suggested we meet. So we met, I don't know where in Zagreb or Belgrade, I cannot remember, but she impressed me. She made a strong impression, of a smart woman, an actress who didn't want to be in a film for no other reason, but to be filmed. She wanted to know about her role. I really liked that, so we made a deal.” 

As she suffered from asthma, Rina and her husband moved to Budva (then Yugoslavia, now Montenegro) in 1967. There, she took care of her husband, who was ill with sclerosis. Rina died on 10 May 1979 from an asthmatic attack during the great earthquake that leveled the capital of Montenegro. She was buried a few days later in Belgrade, in the presence of numerous film artists, admirers, friends and family. Her husband died next year.

Best source is in Slovene here:

[bolbianddolanhouse]

BNHA self insert AU

Nani the heck is this? Read here!

Chapter 17: Prepare To Get Your Shit Rocked

I wake up not feeling like lechuga, but more like day old salad. It’s the weekend and my whole day was free to cause chaos. I could spend it trying to see if I need anything to pack for the internship, but I wanted to do something fun to keep my mind off things. After breakfast, I just floated around trying to occupy myself before figuring out what to do/where to go. 

“What are you doing?” asked Iida as I was idly floating in the commons room.

“I’m just floatin’, trying to figure out what to do.”

“Well, um, want to hear about the weird dream I had?”

“Sure!” I got excited and dropped myself on the couch, Iida sat next to me.

“Imagine this! I dreamt that I was living with my spouse in our new house, beautiful home with a backyard. But what made it weird was that instead of children, we had dogs! And they talked and everything, even called me dad. Could you imagine having 4 dogs?!”

“That sounds like what I want! The multiple dogs part, not sure about everything else.”

“Why do you want more than one dog? We took care of Mr Muffins for an hour and a half and we couldn’t handle it!”

“Wait...Tenya, have you ever had a pet?”

“No, my parents didn’t allow me or my brother to have pets. Especially in the house!”

“Chaotic idea, but what if we go as a class to adopt a pet?”

“Is it against house rules?”

“It isn’t because we can play it off as Koda needing it to practice his quirk.”

“Hmmm, playing with loopholes...I’m in!”

“What are you two plotting?” said a very suspicious Aizawa “another one of your master plans Miss Palma?”

“Sort of? I was saying that we should go as a class to go adopt a pet.”

“We can go to the rescue shelter as a class BUT we’re going as community service, no guarantee that we’re going to adopt a pet.”

“I’ll take that compromise!” I said standing up “anything to escape my boredom.”

And like that we got everyone to join in on our little ‘community service’ trip to the rescue shelter. The people at the shelter just let us play with their animals, as they don’t get as many visitors and they too wanted to escape their boredom. 

“Don’t push! Everyone gets a hug!” I scolded the dogs as I was hugging one of the smaller pups.

“Look how sweet these cats are!” said Midoriya in the middle of the cat play pen “we should convince sensei to get a cat.”

Everyone was in agreement and we start searching for a cat to adopt.

“Ok lets wrap it up here” said Aizawa waking up from his nap “before you get attached.”

“Aw but sensei, can’t we adopt one of these lil babies?” begged Koda.

“We’re not getting a class pet and thats-”

“But sensei! Are you saying you’re gonna say no that this sweet little kitty?” I said picking up a one year old black with white and orange splotches cat “Look at him! He doesn’t have home and wants to cuddle up when you nap nap!”

He looks at the cat with his serious face and the cat stared back. The cat let his little tongue peek out and that won him over. “Fine, we’ll get him” he sighed in defeat as he picked up the cat from my arms “just hurry up and choose his bowls and stuff as I sign the papers.”

I couldn’t believe that worked and we all scurried to get his bowls, bed, toys, food and collar. When we got to the dorms, we gave the cat a tour of the place and settled him in.

“What should we name him?” asked Mina as she pet the cat “I was thinking maybe, Baby.”

“tch, it should be something cool! Like Lord Explosion Murd-”

“We are NOT calling this sweet little boy your hero name reject, Bakugo!” I scolded “anyways I was thinking Captain Pancakes.”

“WAIT!” spoke up Sero “lets call him Cat-ptain!”

“You know what Sero, that has to be one of the dumbest things you have ever said in my line of hearing...BUT I’m into it so I’m all for Catptain.” I said to roast as a cover to me liking the name. Not everyone was into it but we couldn’t come up with a better name, so Catptain it was. The first night was great but the cat seemed to like Aizawa a whole lot and mainly followed him and napped with him. The next 2 weeks goes by smoothly and with a lot of work getting done before starting to prep for the internship. That all soon changed when I was running late on a Wednesday, 1 and a half weeks before internship.

-Wednesday, teleporting in the intel wing-

“Oh jeez I have 2 minutes!” I said dead sprinting to my homeroom “why did I think it was ok to do a peel off mask?!” I dash in 30 seconds before the tardy technicality but something was off about everybody, they were all huddling over the side counter.

“Palma-san, he’s dead!” said Yuka with tears in her eyes.

I didn’t need anymore context and I dropped my coffee tumbler “ZIPPY NO!” I start bawling “our sweet little boy! who’s responsible for this?!”

“We reviewed the security footage” Hansai wiped his eyes “it was nobody’s fault but his own, he broke out of his glass containment and chewed on a cord and electrocuted himself to death.”

I was a little less angry but I walked over to see Jin holding his lifeless body in his towel like a mother that lost a child. I walk over to him and put my hand on his shoulder, we didn’t speak but we just leaned on each other in mourning of Zippy. That lizard was like a son to Jin, he was the one that taught Zippy how to shoot a gun and be an agent like us. Diya was understanding and let us have all of homeroom and weapons to make funeral plans for our class pet. We called the support and costume department to make us a lizard sized coffin. Mei on the other side of the phone call cried when we requested the coffin, they were working on a lizard sized vehicle so Zippy could do vehicle training with us during 2nd year. We planned and requested the school auditorium to hold the open casket funeral and burial in the school garden (a neglected part of the school since the conversion from a regular high school to a hero academy). Surprisingly, Nezu approved and we got to work on who to invite and arrangements. The time passed and we got the flyers ready for distribution in time for me to go to the hero class. I made my way to my class sad and puffy faced, it was hard to hide my feelings. I made it 5 minutes early to class and I walked up to the front of the class to announce the funeral.

“May I get everyone’s attention please?” I said trying to hold it together, everyone stopped to listen “Its with a heavy heart that I announce that one of the intelligence program’s own, Special Agent 69, has passed away early this morning.”

“Oh no! what happened?!” asked Uraraka concerned. 

“They got electrocuted to death by their own error, no foul play nor villainous activity.” I explained with tears falling down my face “And our class 1-A would like to invite you to the funeral this Saturday at the school auditorium, 12pm-3pm, refreshments will be provided.”

“We will be there!” exclaimed Iida “it’s such a tragedy that a fellow student got their life cut short so young.”

“Were you close to them?” asked Tokoyami.

“Yes but my buddy Jin was the closest to him” I choked back tears “he treated him like family since they both don’t have a family of their own so to see that he passed this morning was heart breaking” I broke at the last few words and started bawling again. It was hard to focus in class that day but I didn’t want to skip as there wasn’t that many weeks left in the semester. I didn’t wait for anybody to comfort me after class as I was helping my class make the memorial service, flower arrangements and refreshments. Everyone was pulling their weight in making everything happen on time. We got the whole intelligence program to come attend along with some hero classes, general ed and the staff. The night before, I was getting my black dress ready for the next day when I got a knock on the door.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Tokoyami and Iida”

I start sweating as I fear that Iida found out about mine and Tokoyami’s little ‘sessions’. “Come in”

“Hey~are you feeling okay?” coo’d Tokoyami “tomorrow’s the day and Iida-kun and I were talking and wondering if you needed any...comforting.”

I sweat even harder “Comfort me...how?”

“Like have us cook you dinner or go do something you like to do” Iida said chopping slowly at me “you’ve been crying and working so much to arrange this funeral that you haven’t really taken care of yourself.”

“I haven’t seen you smile or eaten properly in days, I’m worried that you’re going to get sick” Tokoyami held my hand “please Ita, let us ease your sadness.”

“That’s very nice of you two but I’ll be alright” I said stretching my back “Everything is in place and I’ll be back to my usual self after this weekend.”

“I have acquired dark chocolates and DDR” said Tokoyami as he pulled out a box of chocolates and Dance Dance Revolution for the game console I have “If you come out and play me, we’ll order pizza.”

A bitch weak for a boy that knows what I like “Oh Toko! it’s like you got me by my weak spots~” I walk toward the boys “you win this time, but I’ll beat both of ya asses at DDR! Hope you got Pizza Hut on speed dial.” 

As we walked out of my room, Iida looks at Tokoyami with suspicion “How did you know that was going to work?”

Tokoyami gets cocky “heh I spend alot of quality time with her” he sets the dance mats up in the commons room “I know a lot more than her inner thoughts, she has very...soft needs and wishes.”

Iida didn’t pick up on his tone “Is that so?” he checked if she was in earshot “then do you know anything about her past? Anything about a boy?”

“Hmmm, nothing about a boy” he stopped to face Iida “all she’s mentioned is that it was pretty dangerous were she attended school and she was a promising number 1 arts student of the district.”

“Yo! Food thief struck again” I said walking in with my cut mango with chamoy, chile and limon “they must like spicy food if they ate my mango in plum sauce and red chili.”

“I was wondering what that was” said Iida “but I didn’t want to be insensitive if it was something that’s in your culture. I know you like oddly spiced sweet things.”

Others came out of their rooms to play and hang out, overall a really nice time that I didn’t need but appreciated it. As I was taking a breather to pet Catptain, Tokoyami was rubbing my shoulders like he usually does when we have our sessions. I didn’t think much of it or who would see but Iida took notice and got envious. He didn’t make a fuss about it until it was curfew for them and we cleaned up to go to our rooms.

“Good night everyone! See y’all tomorrow at the auditorium.”

“Ita, allow me to carry you to bed” said Iida as he picked me up.

“My legs are fine Tenya!”

“You danced a whole lot, let me ease your pain” he carried my to my room, a whole 15 feet away “now lets set you down on your bed, close the door and-”

“What are you doing?” I asked concerned as he closed my door “you’re acting a bit strange.”

“I saw Tokoyami giving you a shoulder rub and thought that you wanted more” he said not doing a good job at hiding that he was jealous “let me just-”

I gently push his hands away “Tenya, did you get jealous?”

“I just want to tend to you like you tended to me”

“I’m fine, really” I said to make him understand “I didn’t want the shoulder rub but I couldn’t move since the cat was on my lap.”

“Oh...I see now” he blushed hard that he misinterpreted the gesture “sorry that I pushed myself onto you again.”

“What you need is a shoulder rub” I levitated him onto my desk chair and pulled it toward me to give him the rub “everyone tells me I give good rub downs and after this, you’ll be sleeping like a baby.”

The mere touch of her hands on his shoulders got him flushed and heart racing. She couldn’t tell but Iida was getting a sort of high off her touch. The way she moved her fingers to soothe his shoulder blades and back of the neck made him give soft moans of approval. She got to the scalp and gave a scalp massage too, it made his head tilt back to see her look back at him. His face read ‘pure bliss’ to her and he got his first taste of intimacy.

“I really enjoyed that” he said still looking at her with his head tilted back “didn’t know I needed something like that.”

“Glad you feel that way” I said putting my hands on his face to cradle it “anytime you want a nice rub down, I got you.”

He left to his room with all the nice and warm tingly feelings from the taste of first love intimacy. Maybe I shouldn’t worry about pursuing her heart he thought as he laid in bed she seems to like my company when we’re behind closed doors or prying eyes. And I feel like a man worth her time when that does happen, perhaps her heart is already in my direction.

-The next day, in the auditorium-

“Ok flowers are all set up!” I yelled from the stage to the audio table “are all the refreshments laid out?”

“Refreshments ready to serve!” yelled Hansai back “do we have the casket ready?”

“Casket arrival in T-minus 5 minutes!” yelled Yuka in response “do we have Zippy ready?”

“Our sweet Prince is ready to be honored” Jin powered through tears to yell back “do we have the music and video ready for viewing?”

“We are ready for viewing!” Mimi bellowed from the tech box “stand by for an audio test.”

“Good job kids!” said Diya walking onto the stage “I’m impressed with all the effort put into honoring your own. Wish everyone was like this.”

“Thanks sensei!” we chanted in unison.

“Its still 20 minutes until people are expected to roll in” I said checking my phone for the time “I’ll go and check on the greeting crew.” I teleported to the front doors to check on our other 2 classmates and Muffin 2.0 and tell them we’re ready to start bringing in people. I start heading back to see how our set up looks, it was like quaint memorial service with cookies. People start coming in right at 12 and they seat themselves.

“Palma-san looks so classy in her dress and veil” Momo whispered to Mina “too bad its an open casket funeral and not a social mixer.”

“I wonder who’s the student that died” said Amajiki to Mirio “Palma-san looked so sad when she gave us the invitation, they sounded close.”

“Is it just me or are funerals supposed to have refreshments?” asked Mirio to the other 2 “seems a little out of place but these mini cupcakes and cucumber water were too tempting not to take.”

“Iida-kun are you crying already?” asked Sato.

“It’s just that it’s so sad that someone so young and in the middle of their training just gone like that! Didn’t even get to finish the year with us.” said a teary eyed Iida.

Once all the staff member got seated and we weren’t expecting anyone else, we closed the doors and got things started.

“Good afternoon fellow students and staff, good to see everyone coming together to celebrate the life of Special Agent 69, or better know in the intel program as Zippy.” I said at the podium to get things started “He was an amazing team player and always boosted morale when things got difficult on the field. Now a moment of silence as we bring in the casket and present the body.” I step away and everyone watched as Muffin 2.0 walked in carrying the small casket followed by Jin. He got the casket and placed it on the presentation table and opened the casket to reveal Zippy the Lizard in his custom jumpsuit. Everyone saw and gasped that it was a lizard and not a student like they assumed. “And now its time for some words from Jin Matsui.”

“Thank you Itati, Zippy was like a son to me. I myself was also alone in this world to fend for myself so when he ran in our classroom on the first day of classes and he ran into my arms, I saw myself in him and decided to give this lizard a home. I shared my meals with him, trained him to do agent things, shared secrets that I only tell my best friends but most importantly, he made me feel like I wasn’t unloveable or incapable of making my own family. He became my family and gave me the strength to keep going.” 

He stepped back to wipe his tears and I took over the podium again “Touching words Jin, and now, a video in memory of Zippy.” The screen lowered as the lights dimmed a bit to show a slide-show like video of our selfies with Zippy, videos of him training with us, shooting his gun, parachuting off the school roof and receiving his license to kill along with some candids Jin took when he’d take him to his room on weekends and holidays. The entire video was to the song I Will Remember You By Sarah McLachlan , there wasn’t a single person that didn’t either cry or look in confusion on how a lizard was trainable enough to shoot a gun.

“I can’t believe this reptilian lead a much more successful year than me!” angrily muttered Bakugo.

“I can’t believe this lizard is getting more love and attention than I ever had” Todoroki whispered to Midoriya “I wish I were in a casket too.”

The video ended with a group picture with all of us at the display ceremony with Zippy in Jin’s arms. The lights dimmed back on and I stepped up to the podium again “We are opening the stage if you would like to pay your respects, if you don’t know what to say, we have an ‘F’ button so you can pay respects without words.” To our surprise, there was quite bit of people lining up to pay respects, everyone else was getting more refreshments to wait out until the burial. 

“Rest in paradise fellow animal comrade” said Nezu going up to the body.

“Hope you look after them up there, rest in paradise little lizard” Midnight said to pay her respects.

Even All Might payed respects “Young lizard! You brought morale and team work to your human companions, great qualities of a hero, rest in power.” 

Aizawa came up with Catptain and just pressed F, the cat also pressed F and it made me fuckin lose it in laughter. We got hundreds of F’s and we announced that we’ll be moving the procession to the school garden for burial. Our class marched with Jin in the front with the casket, we all sang Ain’t No Mountain High Enough on the way to school garden. Diya dug the hole and Mimi placed the tombstone, while they were doing that, Hansai announced the final song.

“And now a live performance from Agent 19, Itati Palma, and Muffin 2.0″

“Palma-san is going to sing again?” people in the audience were muttering as I walked next to the tombstone.

“This was one of his favorite songs” I said as I pointed to the sky “this one’s for you Zippy! My heart will go on!” Muffin 2.0 pulls out a recorder and starts playing My Heart Will Go On while I sang the vocals as they lowered the casket.

“Bye Bye Zip” whispered Jin as he tossed in Zippy’s laser gun “You’ll need this to flex on the other animals and God.” As they refill the hole and the song finishes, Jin takes his 4th swig of his flask and gets bold “ITS NOT FAIR! He didn’t even get to hit that reptilian pussy!”

“Jin stop! You’re hysterical!” I said as Mimi contained him from jumping into the grave. The funeral ends and all the invited guests depart but all of intel 1-A to have one final ritual. We circled around the grave and took out our flasks to pour one out for the homie Zippy. “TO ZIPPY! DICKS OUT!” we chant as we take a sip in honor of him. I walk to the auditorium to help clean up when I see Shinso waiting at the entrance.

“OH hello Shinso”

“Hey, I was hoping to run into you” he started “that was quite a service you guys put together, sorry for your loss.”

“Thank you for your kind words, that lizard will be missed and remembered always.”

“Yea urm, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Oh?”

“I was wondering if you could give me some one on one time.”

I got intrigued, he’s heard of my personal time with 1-B “Gladly! Are you trying to get into the hero A class too?”

“Yea and my quirk isn’t one of the most heavy hitting and I heard that you use your quirk to help unlock new techniques.”

“Its all true, I’m curious to see what you have” I said giving him a once over “how does tomorrow sound? Or if you want to have Sunday to yourself, I can do Monday or Wednesday after school.”

“Monday after school sounds good, thank you for accommodating me into your schedule.”

“No problem! Make sure you meet me in gym 3, dressed out and ready to start at 4pm sharp! I administer tardy punishment if you’re late.”

“Right! See you then.”

I clean up the auditorium and go to the low key kick back at the intel dorms. We just drank beer and cooked some food to just get our minds back to the upcoming internship. We exchanged were we ultimately chose to go for our internship, Mimi was going with a seaside branch and Jin was going to Hokkaido. Talking about it made me excited to go again. Fast forward to Monday after school, I change into my pink track pants and white fire-proof tank top with matching shoes. While I was changing, I was getting curious on what kind of quirk that boy has, was it fire? Something to do with inflation? I keep thinking possibilities as I walk into the gym floor, It was just 5 minutes until it was time.

“I’m here!” panted Shinso as he ran in “I didn’t know we had so many gyms!”

“Oh yea hehe we have like 6 gyms” I recalled but then refocused “you’re on time, lets get started!” I sat down in the middle and pointed to the space in front of me “come, sit and discuss what you want to work into with me.”

“Um ok well” he said as he sat down “I have a sort of manipulative quirk and it’s great as it is but I don’t know where to start to make it better.”

“Manipulative? is it like hypnotism?”

“Yes and No”

“Um, well lets have a spar to see how it affects me and how you work it into your fighting” I levitated up to my feet “take your stance and I’ll count us down.” We take our sides of the marked lines, he takes his stance and it’s a bit strange but it’s fixable “ready? 3,2,1 GO.” As I try to circle and mirror him, I see he doesn’t move but his eyes follow me, like he’s scared of me.

“I don’t like your pants, they’re too pink.”

I yelled back “nobody said you had to like them” for a second I felt my body tense but then I shook it off and kept moving.

“How did that not affect you?!”

“What?!” I said as I looked around to see if he deployed a sneak attack, nothing “what did you do?!”

“I’ve got my quirk activated and you’re answering my answers but you aren’t brainwashed shell of a person” he said like his world is collapsing “what are you?”

I cocked my head to the side in confusion “Your quirk is Brainwash?” I think about it a little and didn’t get it either “ask me another question.”

“Umm ok.... Do you want to grab dinner after this?”

“No thanks, its my turn to cook dinner” I answered and again, slight tension but no mind control “hmmm, why doesn’t it work on me? Or at least, not fully.”

“I don’t understand” Shinso fell to his knees “I’ve spent my whole life having people fear me because of my quirk and how villainous it is BUT HERE YOU ARE un-phased by my abilities like a gust of wind to a brick wall!” he started to cry in frustration “AM I JUST A DELUSIONAL WEAKLING TAKEN PITY BY YOU?!”

“No thats not it at all I-” I couldn’t finish my sentence, I was frozen in place. I saw everything Shinso commanded me to do, he had me crawl and do a cartwheel. I broke out of my controlled state when he held my hand.

“I can’t believe it worked that time!” he looked at my excitedly “what do you think was the thing that made you fully in my control?”

“Think it was fully on truths” I realized and came up with something “quickly, ask me a question.”

“Ok...um, What are you cooking for dinner?”

“Fruit salad and left over pizza” a quick on the fly answer “Ask me that same question now.”

“What are you cooking for dinner?”

“I’m not actually cooking anything for dinner, I just didn’t want to go out tonig-” boom, I figured it out! Shinso squeezed my hand to break me out of his control.

“You lied the last few times?” he asked me like I just killed his pet fish “why would you lie to me?”

I breathed out “Look, it’s not that I lied to hurt you. I lie to hide my feelings, my next move and my past, its like my defense mechanism. When you said you didn’t like my pants, I got a little offended because I think they’re a cute shade of pink and they make my butt look good. When you asked me to dinner, I said that because I didn’t want to go out this week as I have an internship to go to this weekend. And when you degraded yourself because I wasn’t responding to your quirk, I really wanted to reassure you that maybe I was the problem and that you aren’t a pity to me, I want to help you because you asked me and dammit I’m going to work you into the best fighter on the field!”

Shinso was taken back by the gesture “If it doesn’t fully work on some people, then what do we work on?”

“For now” I said getting in fighting position “lets test your close range, dodge my attacks.”

We train for an hour and I arrange another session on Wednesday, same time. I couldn’t shake what Shinso said when he was degrading himself. Poor dude really needs all the help and confidence to take the advancement exam.

-Thursday, in the dorms-

I come back late from my one-on-one time with Monoma and I was not having it.

“Palma-san its nearly dinner time, is everything alright?” asked Jiro, she was in the commons room along with some of the other girls and Aoyama.

“Yea, I’m good but Monoma is really getting on my nerves” I groaned as I put my duffle bag down “like, whats the point of asking me for help if they’re just going to degrade me and not follow my advice!?”

“I’m surprised you’ve lasted this long without refusing your services” said Momo “Why do you still insist on offering to help him anyways?”

“We have the same quirk and I know how hard it is to develop techniques for it” I took off my shoes and sighed “he doesn’t even have mastery in the quirks he has available to him, don’t even get me STARTED on his close range.” I start making my way to my room “I’ll be out soon for dinner.”

“Ok Palma-san, I’ll save you a seat” Uraraka promised and waited until I closed my door to talk to the others “alright so is it just me or is Monoma requesting her help too many time for it just needing help.”

“Kendo-san said that he’s talking about asking her out” Momo recalled “but if Monoma is this irritating to her, I don’t think she would say yes.”

After dinner, I started packing for my 2 week internship. I was asked to pack different changes of clothes for plain clothes and under-cover work, it was a lot to pack and I was wondering just how was high profile was this agency. Everything was ready right on time to go, I had to surrender my earpiece as it can’t reach to the others.

“Welp, have fun and be safe you two” I said to Mimi and Jin “text me when you get to your destination?”

“Yea, I’ll miss you guys” Mimi said as she brought us in for a hug “It’s going to be our first time being separated for a long period of time!”

“Oh shit you right” Jin realized “but this time we’ll be reunited and it’ll be all good.”

Because of how small our program is, not everyone is taking the train to their destinations. Mine is just 4 cities east of the school, so I got picked up by my scouter in a town car. Mimi’s is in Osaka, she had to take the train. Jin got picked up and taken to a private air hanger to get flown to Hokkaido. 

“Miss Palma, you are going to like Best Jeanist” said Jinko jeans man “he’s very excited to meet you.”

“He is?” I questioned “I thought agents aren’t supposed to interact with the head hero of the agency?”

“Well, you see, we have a developing agent squadron. It’s not very big but he interacts with them personally, he’s very picky on who he wants on his team.”

“Oh ok I see now” I turn to the window “I hope I don’t disappoint then.” Another hour in the car and we arrive in a corporate looking building, I didn’t know what I was expecting but I was getting excited.

“Alright here we are Miss Palma, we’re going to get you settled in your quarters then have a full tour as requested by you for quirk purposes.”

“Okay, thank you for considering them!” I said getting my luggage “In America, usually requests like that get ignored.”

“You’ll be happy to hear that we fulfilled all your requests” he leads me into the building “the boss himself made sure of it, he even got you your own quarters”

“Oh? I didn’t request that, I’m fine co-habiting with the others.”

“He did that because we don’t have any other females on the team, out of respect for you and how young you are” he turned to the living quarters “he made a room just for you” he opened a door with the sign that said ‘Agent 19, UA Intel’ “Here��s your quarters, furnished for comfort and a bouquet of lily, lavender and white sage. Get settled and come out to the blue door down the hall for the tour.”

“Alright thank you umm, Mr. Jinko Jeans?”

“Oh?! OH! that was close, I’m Jinko Punky, Best Jeanist’s right hand side-kick.”

“Jinko Punky huh? Alright thank you, I’ll be quick.”

I leave my door open in case of anything and to let others know that I’ve arrived. I hear people walk past my room as I put things away, I can’t see them but they see me. I hear them say things like ‘she’s so tiny?!’ ‘reminds me of my daughter’ ‘boss wouldn’t tell us about her abilities, wonder what she has?’ ‘Boss gave her flowers too! Is she royalty or something?’. I finish and I send a text to the others saying that I got settled. I walked out and see all the others, all men that tower in height to me, all wearing denim something.

“So you’re Agent 19?” said the man in a jean jumpsuit “so small and soft around the edges, like a puppy.”

“What is your name Agent?” asked sternly the man in a jean vest.

“Um, I’m not comfortable giving such information at the moment.”

“Let her be, she’s doesn’t have to tell us anything” defended a man in jorts.

The man in the jean vest walked in front of the only exit, blocking it “She’s not allowed to the leave until she gives us a name!” he turns to me “I don’t trust you one bit agent! I don’t know how you gained the interest of Jinko BUT you are not going to be treated special here!”

Playtime was over, I was going in with my true self “Please sir, I need to report to Jinko Punky for a tour and I do not wish to keep him waiting.”

“Then you better start talking little girl.”

I was going in for the kill, I sighed and levitated him to the side and opened the door “I did ask nicely” I walked to the hallway and turned back to the others “sorry about that y’all! I promise I’m sweeter than this.” I walk down the hall to the blue door, meanwhile the others were murmuring about what I did.

“She’s a telepathic! And so polite” commented the jorts man “I feel like I was in the presence of a unicorn! I can’t wait to see her full power!”

“Shut it! I don’t care what she is” growled jean vest man “don’t get fooled, it could be a ruse to take us down from the inside!”

I get my tour of the place, got aquatinted with the other agents. I told them about my encounter earlier and they said not to worry about him, it happens all the time when an agent comes through to relay information. I feel more welcomed as they invited me to eat at their little area during every meals. I go to bed and see that Mimi and Jin got situated already too, Diya sent a group text letting us know that everyone got situated and all updates about each other will be sent in a daily text from him. It got me in a better state of mind as I drifted to sleep...what could happen in the next 2 weeks?

-End Chapter 17-

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About me

Rules: You were tagged to answer the questionnaire to get to know you better. After you answer, tag 20 of your followers. And the circle goes on.

Name: Yvan Nickname: Navy (just my name backwards, but it also turns out I like naval stuff too :D) Zodiac Sign: Leo Height: 163 cm Ethnicity: Asian Orientation: Sexual orientation? Heterosexual. Political orientation? Center leaning slightly left (where I live, which might correspond differently wherever you are) Favorite Fruit(s): Lychee, blueberries, grapes Favorite Season: Summer/autumn  Favorite Book(s):  

manga (mostly shoujo obviously and I should probably make a recommendations page): Horimiya, Orange, Love So Life, Koe no Katachi, Tonari no Kaibutsu-kun, Ouran High School Host Club, Lovely Complex, Bokura Ga Ita, Monkey High, Ao Haru Ride, Hirunaka no Ryuusei, Hana-kun To Koisuru Watashi, Kono Oto Tomare, QQ Sweeper, etc...

books: Star Wars: Lost Stars, The Outsiders, various books on history :D Favorite Flower(s): Poppy Favorite Animal(s): cat, dog (shiba inu breed)  Favorite Beverage: sparkling juice, lychee juice lol Average Hours of Sleep: 7 (5-6 during school days, 8 during my days off) Favorite Fictional Characters: Kageyama, Hinata and Yachi from Haikyuu!!, heroines from shoujo mangas listed above \(^o^)/ Number of Blankets You Sleep with: 0-1 at the height of summer, 2 during spring/autumn, 2 thick ones during the cold winters brrr~ >.< Dream Trip: An overseas trip with close friends. I’d also like to go visit uncommon tourist spots in Japan (mainly Shikoku, northern Tohoku and Hokkaido) Number of Followers: 8099 A- age: 19 B- birthplace: Montreal C- current time: 3:37 AM D- drink you last drank: plain water E- easiest person to talk to: my sis ;D F- favorite song: If I Die Young - The Band Perry G- grossest memory: I was playing on the computer a few years back and I felt an itch on my leg. I looked down and there was a spider crawling up my leg! D8 H- horror yes or no? I don’t mind a little horror (not too much gore) and I actually enjoy thriller-horror type stories mwahaha >:D I- in love? I haven’t felt it IRL in years... J- jealous of people? Sometimes I envy people who can steadily work towards their futures with no regrets, because I have essentially no goal in life (studying in something I don’t even like that much, no grand ambition for myself, just living today is good enough, etc) x.x K- killed someone? IRL? Nope. But I play FPS and RTS games so does that count? L- love at first sight or should i walk past again? I believe in love at first sight (there has to be a grain of truth in those shoujo mangas right?) but I haven’t really been in a relationship so... (*cries in my corner alone hugging all my shoujo mangas*)  :'( M- middle name: Err I can’t really remember it at the moment or if I even have one... N- number of siblings: 1 older sister but sometimes she thinks I should’ve been the older brother lol O- one wish? I want my parents to live long healthy lives, my sister to enjoy her life to the fullest and have my friends succeed in all their endeavours. P- person you last called? Phone call? Probably a customer service representative LOL. If you can include internet-based calls, it would be a friend from my sophomore year of high school who’s my go-to gaming buddy ever since Overwatch released last year. ^^  Q- question you’re always asked: Why are you so silent/look so bored all the time? I dunno why but I’m just expressionless, introverted and terribly shy most of the time. I guess you could call me a kuudere.

R- reason to smile: reading shoujo mangas, spending quality time with family and friends S- song you last sang: Enchanted - Taylor Swift T- time you woke up: 7:30 (ugh summer classes. totally not a morning person here) U- underwear color: Do I really need to answer this? Generic blue, black and gray underwear. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ V- vacation: I’ve been to many places when I was younger but I honestly didn’t appreciate most of them because I was too young (and also because I was a pathetic whiny little kid back then and sometimes I still think I am one even now). I’ll be going to Japan for 2 weeks later this year though. 8D W- worst habit: I don’t look in people’s eyes enough when I talk to them (especially when I’m under pressure/stressed) X- x-rays: yes for my orthodontist :) Y- your favourite food: pasta

No Z because it was a zodiac question that was already asked beforehand. I edited some typos but otherwise the questions are authentic AFAIK :) I was tagged by @mayawhiterose-art.

I tag:

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[lalobalives]

I’ve been thinking about writing this for weeks. The weeks building up to my 43rd birthday on December 9th. 

One of the things I love (and also sometimes feel conflicted about) about Facebooks “On this day” feature is what it reminds me of… For me this year it made me stare at the truth: I’ve been depressed the last two birthdays and holiday seasons. 

In 2016, I turned 41, the age my brother was when he died. 

In 2017, turning 42 hit me hard because it meant that I’ve lived longer than him and that feels so unfair. 

How could the person who loved me and had my back like no one else, just be gone like that, so young? And, yes, though I’m so grateful to be alive, I’ve also felt guilty about that. 

Carlos loved the holidays. He loved the gluttony of Thanksgiving and he loved to go shopping for presents, to visit the tree in Rockefeller Center and Santaland in Macy’s. He loved the lights of the city, the carols that blared from speakers in every store we went to, the gaudy window displays. As kids when we went to visit family in Long Island, on our way home, no matter how late it was, he’d wake me so we could look at the houses decorated with all their lights, Santas and mangers. He said when he had a house, he would decorate it every year with a million lights and all the reindeer. He never got that house…

On Christmas in 2016, I had it out with my sister and we haven’t talked since. I’ve never had a close sister relationship with her, but it still hit me and made me think and wonder and be real damn sad. It’s not that I missed the relationship we had, because we never really had one. It’s just that made me feel even more like an orphan. It made me miss my brother more, and long for the sister I never had… 

I’ve know since childhood that my sister is violent and malicious. She’s been this way my whole life. My secrets were never safe with her. She spewed them to whomever would listen when she was mad, and used them as arsenal when we argued. A few weeks ago, she reminded me of how vicious she can be. I won’t go into it again, as I’ve already written about it and posted some of the messages I received during three days long smear campaign she and her husband engaged, which also included texting and calling family to tell them how horrible I am. 

It’s fascinating to see someone defend themselves against accusations of being abusive by being abusive.

A beautiful thing came out of it though. That week my therapist cancelled because he was sick, and this was the last time I would see him for a month because of Thanksgiving and him being away. So I had to take care of myself through it, and the thing is: I COULD!

I realized just how much I’ve grown and healed through therapy and my own dedicated work. I had the tools to care for myself and that was amazingly affirming. Sometimes you have to go through something to really testify to your own evolution.

One of the major things I’ve done over this 42nd year of my life is learn to take care of myself. 

Last school year (fall 2017 – spring 2018), I took a sabbatical from most of my teaching artist gigs to write and grow Writing Our Lives. I did it because I was starting to resent some of my teaching and I needed a break. What came out of that was some hard writing and serious healing. 

This fall, I only returned to one of those teaching gigs: the one that was most supportive, where I trusted my supervisor and knew she had my back. She still does. This was one way I took care of myself.

This fall I also walked away from a friendship that was unhealthy and unkind. This situation made me reassess my view of sister friendships. I’ve blamed my relationship with my mother for so long for my issues with women, but I now see my relationship with my sister is just as much to blame. I started an essay about it that I know will be a slow drip because the subject matter is so hard but the beginning of it goes like this: “I haven’t always trusted women. What I’m saying is I haven’t always trusted myself…”

See, if I’m going to write about my distrust of women, I have to look at myself. This is what it looks like to be personally accountable. 

I’ve come to this: I want women friends who are supportive, gentle, I gotchu sister-friends; who don’t pretend they can live my life better than me and aren’t jealous of me or the work I do. I won’t accept anything less because I don’t deserve anything less.

This year I also resigned from a long held position to give myself what I’ve given that organization. I’ve long been self-sacrificial, and this was me making an effort to stop that. This too is me taking care of myself. 

I worked on my memoir and published some of my hardest and best essays yet, including “Splintered Doors” in The Rumpus and “What I Told Myself” in Roxane Gay’s anthology Not That Bad, which is a NYTimes bestseller. That last essay took me seven years to write! And “Splintered Doors” was featured in the May 28th edition of Memoir Monday, a weekly newsletter that I’ve been subscribed to for years. I’ve cried many real thug tears over these successes. 

“Memoir Monday is a weekly newsletter and monthly reading series co-curated by Narratively, Catapult, Granta, Guernica, The Rumpus, Longreads and Tin House. We’ve brought together the heavy-hitters of online memoir to provide the very best new first-person writing all in one place, so you’ll always be well-read and in the know.”

The focus on Writing Our Lives over this past year has also borne much fruit. I brought the classes online last fall and have since taught various multi-week classes including an Intro to the Personal Essay Class, Writing Fiction from Real Life, and Experimenting with Personal Essay Form.

I also created and taught the first Advanced Personal Essay Writing Workshop where students revised a personal essay several times, and researched lit journals, magazines and websites. On the final day, the writers submitted their essay for publication, and this past week one of those essays, “For Ibi, Ntozake and Every Colored Girl Who Has Ever Changed Her Name” by Nia Ita, was published in La Galería Magazine.

This year I also launched the Writing The Mother Wound Class, a class I’ve been subconsciously creating for so many years. It’s my first multi-genre class, and though it was difficult work to hold that space and do that work, it helped me step up my game. I also learned a great deal about my ability to set and maintain boundaries. See, a space isn’t safe if I don’t feel safe. In other words, I can’t put my students’ needs above my own. We all have to matter in the classroom. Period.  

The plan for the Writing the Mother Wound Class was to examine how writers have written about the mother wound in essays, poems, novel excerpts, memoirs and short stories. But then a playwright registered for the class, so I felt inclined (and yes, obligated and challenged) to hunt for plays that spoke to that wound. I embarked on some deep research that led me to some Cherrie Moraga plays. Already a Moraga fan, I went down the rabbit hole hard, and when I came up for air, I had some brilliant new ideas and exercises that were like nothing I’d done before. 

As a rule, I do the exercises I give students to get an inside to the experience and also to see if they work. Out of those playwriting exercises came a scene involving a character I’d been working with in fiction. I thought I’d started a new novel, but this fall that character, Milagros aka Millie, told her story through a six act play called A Lesson in Miracles! It’s my first play, something I’ve really never thought of doing, and it’s glorious! I performed the first act of the play in October when I featured at the Nuyorican Poets House during its famed Friday night slam, and got rave reviews! 

My 42nd year was about taking risks and stepping into my relentleness in a whole new, deeper way. 

In April, I traveled to Boston for Grub Street’s The Muse & the Marketplace Writing Conference, where I facilitated a craft talk titled “What Is Your Voice and How Do You Reclaim It?” I was also taught a few online classes for them.

In June I announced a partnership with Tin House. When I created Writing Our Lives, one of goals was to eventually get my writers published. The partnership with Tin House made that goal come to fruition. After a months long process that included an open submission period, two essays were chosen out of the dozens that were submitted for publication in Tin House’s Flash Fidelity series. On December 10th, one of those essays, Hair Like a Cactus Needle by Yollotl Lopez, was featured in the December 10th edition of Memoir Monday.

Because this year has been so phenomenal for Writing Our Lives and my writers, I decided it’s time to have the first WOL Reading & Showcase. It’s taking place on December 21st at Word Up Bookstore in Washington Heights, and it’s sure to be lit!

***

The magic of this year wasn’t limited to my professional life. I traveled quite a bit beginning with a train ride to Tampa for AWP with my brujermana Lizz. We bonded and laughed and wrote and shared stories and love. We re-sealed a sisterhood that has carried me for years. This woman is my person and I am so blessed to have her.

In July I went to Puerto Rico for the first time in years, and visited the house in Lares that Millie left us. It was an emotional trip I’m still unpacking. There’s just something deeply holy about that island and the resilience of its people.

After only eight days back in NYC, we headed to Michigan for a week a half of camping, and that’s where my bae asked me to marry her in the most epic way. I even had back up dancers, and Katia made sure my brujermana was there and one of her best friends, Yaya, was there. It really was an epic proposal.

See, before I met Katia, when I wrote a list of what I wanted in a partner, at the top was “must be romantic.” Katia is totally that. She asked me to marry her in Michigan because that’s where we met in 2015.

I was wearing my brother’s jean shirt, and my daughter was one of the back up dancers. She screamed with joy when I said yes, and when I ran to her to show her my ring, we threw our arms around one another and cried. It was epic and I get teary eyes every time I see the video. (I’m not sharing it yet because I want to keep that one close and untainted but below are a few pictures of us at our engagement party.)

***

For a while now, I’ve been trying to write an essay about how I was born without enzymes. I’ve heard so many stories over the years about mami’s “carreras con Vanessa.”

I’m 43 now, so I’m not even sure if the records of that era even exist anymore, but from my research and what mom has told me, it sounds like I had a TFP deficiency. 

Symptoms showed up for me when I was just weeks old. I’ve heard stories about how sick I’d get: the clammy, cold skin, listlessness, diarrhea, vomiting, weakness, shakiness, fevers. Mom didn’t know what was wrong with me and the doctors she took me to couldn’t tell her. Then the doctors at Elmhurst Hospital told her that I wasn’t going to make it. That there was nothing they could do. That’s when she took me out of there. She had to sign a release form so she couldn’t sue the hospital if something happened to me. She says she took me back there when I was two; a chunky, bright eyed toddler by then. They didn’t believe it was me. 

But it was a visiting enzyme specialist at Columbia Presbyterian Baby Hospital who took one look at me and knew I was born with an enzyme deficiency. 

Simply said, all biological reactions within human cells depend on enzymes. Enzymes speed up biochemical reactions. Their power as catalysts enable biological reactions to occur in milliseconds, but how slowly would these reactions occur in the absence of enzymes? 

In 1995, Dr. Richard Wolfenden reported that without a particular enzyme, a biological transformation he deemed “absolutely essential” in creating the building blocks of DNA and RNA would take 78 million years.” (Dr. Wolfenden, is Alumni Distinguished Professor Biochemistry and Biophysics and Chemistry at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill; and holds posts in both the School of Medicine and in the College of Arts and Sciences and is a member of the National Academy of Sciences.) Source

That means that we wouldn’t survive without enzymes because it simply would take too long for these life-sustaining biochemical reactions to occur without them. 

The doctor who saved me knew this. He put me on a special diet that introduced enzymes and amino acids to my body, then left it to me to basically teach itself to recreate them.

I think about the profundity of that. There’s a metaphor there.

Dr. Babatunde Samuel writes: “A chemical reaction without an enzyme is like a drive over a mountain. The enzyme bores a tunnel through it so that passage is far quicker and takes much less energy.” Source 

I was born without the ability to make things easier for myself. I had to teach myself this skill. I had to teach myself how to create shortcuts. How to dig tunnels. How to create my own pathways.

I had to do this when I was months old. 

It was at months old that I taught myself how to create a life for myself, and I’ve had to do this so many times over the years: at 13 when I left home and never moved back; in college at Columbia University; when I left abusive relationship after abusive relationship; when I became a single mom; when I quit an editing job to live this writing and teaching life; when my brother died… 

At months old, I taught my body a skill that has carried me throughout my life: to create my own pathways. Oof!

***

I read an article in the NYTimes this morning “Can We Really Inherit Trauma” where the author claims that the evidence that trauma can be passed from one generation to the next is circumstantial. 

“The idea is that trauma can leave a chemical mark on a person’s genes, which then is passed down to subsequent generation. The mark doesn’t directly damage the gene; there’s no mutation. Instead it alters the mechanism by which the gene is converted into functioning proteins, or expressed. The alteration isn’t genetic. It’s epigenetic.” 

The claim in this essay however is that there simply isn’t enough evidence to prove this. 

“The idea that we carry some biological trace of our ancestors’ pain has a strong emotional appeal. It resonates with the feelings that arise when one views images of famine, war or slavery. And it seems to buttress psychodynamic narratives about trauma, and how its legacy can reverberate through families and down the ages. But for now, and for many scientists, the research in epigenetics falls well short of demonstrating that past human cruelties affect our physiology today, in any predictable or consistent way.” 

Here’s what I know: There’s a long history of trauma in my family, much that I don’t know but feel in my bones. Some I do know involving extreme poverty, rape, incest, abandonment, colonialism, unmothered daughters, immigration, etc. 

My mother has told me stories of how when my father found out she was pregnant with me, he tried to kick me out of her. She spent the rest of her pregnancy bleeding, in and out of the hospital, sometimes for weeks at a time. They only released her because she had my brother and sister to tend to, but mom never followed the doctor’s orders that she remain on bedrest. 

I was born with a metabolic disorder. I didn’t have the enzymes necessary to live. I had to teach my body to create them. That’s enough evidence for me. 

And isn’t that what my writing is: my way of creating a new life for myself and my daughter. A more healed life. A more whole and full one. One where I’m no longer ruled by my traumas. 

I know that this work I’ve taken on over the years has certainly healed so much of what I’ve carried. I saw clear evidence of that a few weeks ago when I had to deal with that situation with my sister. 

My daughter won’t carry that shit. Nah. Because if it’s true that we carry our ancestor’s traumas in our genes, then it follows that we also carry their wisdom. This writing is me unpacking my genes to locate it… I am imagining myself making a caldero of sopa. It’s ritual. It’s ceremony. It’s holy… It’s a way for me to call my ancestors to the table; how I ask them to speak to me through these stories. 

I don’t need everyone to believe that to be true for me to know in my heart (and my genes) that it is. This is one of the blessings that this year has gifted me: a surety in myself and my work that no one can take from me. I feel more grounded and badass. I see where I’ve been, what I’ve been through, and how I’ve not just survived, but created a life that I’m proud of. I’ve thrived and that feels hella dope. Word. 

A testimony for my 42nd year of life I’ve been thinking about writing this for weeks. The weeks building up to my 43rd birthday on December 9th. 

[bolbianddolanhouse]

BNHA self insert AU

Nani the heck is this? Read here!

Chapter 8: They call me Mother

What happened during the in between time of move in day and the 1st day of second term? Total. Fuckery….This is the last chapter in what happened in those 11 days.

It’s day 7 and it’s a very important day! Robo-dog is going to be activated for the first time. I wake up very excited to start my day that I didn’t care about the dumb shit happening behind me in the boy’s bathroom while I did my routine. I played Japan by Famous Dex ft Keith Ape and Verbal and danced while waiting for my detox mud mask to finish drying. 

“Woah Palma-san contain your ass!” said Kirishima.

“Oh sorry yall! I’m just so excited for today! My project is ready for activation and test run. My group mates just finished it last night and asked me to come over after breakfast.”

“Project? must be pretty important if you’re this excited.” said Sato drying his hair.

Iida walks in shirtless and he’s peeling and a bit red.

“Oh dear you really are burnt Tenya” I said cringing at the sight of the skin flakes on his shoulders.

“Yea I don’t understand! I was wearing sunscreen and everything!” he said aggressively chopping “are my precautions just a joke to the sun!”

I start wheeze laughing “I can’t believe you’re cursing the sun!” I said as I wiped my tears “never thought I’d see the day were you curse the space orb!”

All the boys stop and stare at me laughing so hard that I was in tears. They all thought it was the most genuine thing to ever see a girl do.

“Here, I have something that will help” I say as I take out 2 bottles of product out of my personal care caddy “This is aloe vera body wash and this is cooling aloe vera gel. Put on the gel after showering with the body wash to stop the peeling and reduce the redness. It has a neutral scent so you won’t smell feminine or anything.”

Iida looks at the products and uses them in his morning shower. When he got out, Ita already left the bathroom.

“Now that Palma-san is gone, way to go Iida!” said Kaminari “You and her are finally getting causal with the first names, proud of you big guy!”

“We’ve been on first name basis for months now, it’s just how she likes to be addressed.” retorted Iida.

“Ok but what’s with the whole lending products?” Sero said with a sly look.

“She just knows how to soothe a sunburn! she’s a very knowledgable person.”

“Just the other day I asked her how do I get rid of a bruise and she told me to stop being a little bitch and suck it up. No advice or remedy prepared and handed to me.” said Midoriya 

“Yeah I was there! I high fived her and laughed, she’s so funny!” said Bakugo with a smile.

“Well...”

“JUST ADMIT IT! She’s showing you care and favoritism because she likes you” exploded Kirishima “what are you waiting for Iida-kun? Claim your girl!”

“I’m working on it Kirishima! I already set the day and have the note ready but..”

“But what?!” said the boys in the bathroom.

“I’m just afraid that she’ll say no and I ruined the good thing we had together. She’s still hurting over the life she left behind.”

Meanwhile, I was happily getting dressed and drinking my coffee. Everyone at this point knows why I’m so happy and excited and wished me luck before heading out.

“Ok, You two ready?” asked Jin, putting on his safety googles.

“Ready!” Mimi and I say, also putting on safety googles.

“Term 1 project: Robo-dog, ready for initial activation!” Jin dramatically says as he flips the switch on in the robot’s mouth.

The small robot started to twitch it’s nose and tail before opening it’s eyes. They glowed brightly for a few seconds then dimmed to a soft glow.

“Hello, are you my creators?” spoke the robot.

“Oh my goodness! Yes, yes we are your creators! I’m Jin Matsui! I made your frame and intelligence.”

“I’m Mimi Oleshin, I made your extendable features.”

“And I’m Itati Palma, I designed you and made your fur coat, after my beloved pet, Mr. Muffins” I said tearing up because I miss my sweet little muffin.

“Oh! then is my name Mr. Muffins?” 

We look at each other, Jin spoke up “Is that what you want to be called?”

“Yes! Because Itati looked nostalgic when they talked to me, I want to be Mr. Muffins 2.0″

“If that’s what you want, then so be it. Happy birthday Mr. Muffins 2.0 and welcome to the world.” Jin said as he held our hands like a proud father.

“Thank you Jin, what is my purpose?”

“We created you to be a security dog for the homes and families of working Heroes. You are made for security and comfort along with the potential to be a personal tasker.” said Mimi.

“We built you with weaponry and expendable arms to protect and assist. Your data and any saved information gets sent to us via cloud storage. And while we created you, we aren’t done perfecting you so we may add more commands, settings and weaponry over time.” I said.

“Do you have any questions for us Mr. Muffins?” asked Jin

“Yes, am I first of my kind?”

“yes you are, but we hope to make another in the future.”

“Who am I assigned to protect?”

We look at each other, this robot really through us in a loop with this one.

“Who do you want to protect, out of the three of us?” asked Jin.

“I can’t say, maybe all of you. Since you’re a family unit. Jin is the paternal figure, Itati the maternal figure and Mimi the neutral figure.

We start to tear up because we didn’t really think of it that way but we felt very unified. We decided to take turns with testing out the robo-dog, starting with me because I was in different dorms. Therefore, I can test out the security features better than the other two. I teleport Muffin 2.0 and I to the hero dorms to introduce him to the others, I had to have some fun with it!

“Oh you’re back! how did it go?” asked Shoji.

“EVEN BETTER THAN I THOUGHT! I want to introduce yall to him!”

Everyone gathered around and saw the very life-like dog, wagging it’s tail at my feet.

“AH! SO CUTE!” squealed the girls and Koda.

“Yall, this is my term-1 project, Robo-Dog. We designed him to be a home security device for the homes and families of working Heroes.”

“This little thing is supposed to protect a house?” said Bakugo scornfully “Looks like one good kick and the intruder has it’s way.”

“Actually, I’m too heavy to be kicked over. I weight 86 pounds” said the robot.

“Did that thing just talk!?” screamed Mineta

“Yup! This puppy is built with artificial intelligence. Why don’t you introduce yourself to everyone?” I asked the robot.

“Gladly! Hello, my name is Mr. Muffins 2.0 and today is my birthday. I am assigned to protect my creators and I am the first of my kind.”

Everyone was floored with how well it spoke. Kirishima looked uneasy.

“Question for the creator, What if it turns against you and kills you?”

“Well I guess I’ll let it kill me because look at his little cute face!” I said petting it’s head “My groupmates and I are going to take turns testing out it’s features before the term starts. And before you ask, yes I have full permission to have this robot in our dorms.”

Everyone went about their day as I played around with the commands in my room. 2 days pass and the hero course goes to take their licensing exam. Not to my surprise, Bakugo and Todoroki didn’t pass and we all teased them that a lizard did better than them. The events of the Midoriya and Bakugo fight unfolded and the opening ceremony started. I was in block formation with my small class. Even though we didn’t need to, we wanted to look more distinguished by being in formation and having group chants when we see other departments to flex on them. I spot Mirio, Nejire and Amajiki, I remembered our little run in and my suspicion of them snooping into my file, I hatch a plan to go investigate. I find Midnight in the staff room with Nezu after the ceremony.

“Hello Midnight, principal Nezu.”

“Oh Itati! What a pleasant surprise, come in!”

“Thank you, I wanted to talk to you about something I have a strong suspicion in.”

“Oh? What or who does it involve?” asked Nezu.

“It involves my school file information and these 3 upperclassmen that have been seeking me out for the most of term 1.”

“3 upperclassmen? Do you know their names?” asked Midnight

“Yes actually, Togata Mirio, Hado Nejire and Tamaki Amajiki.”

“Those 3? actually, now that I recall, Nejire and Amajiki sometimes help out in the records office during their free period.” said Nezu.

“That’s right! but why are they targeting her? She’s just a first year and her file is incomplete. It only has her country, briefing of her asylum, quirk catagories, program, last name and list of languages spoken on the cover page. Everything else after is test scores and medical records.” listed Midnight.

“What could they get from that to seek her out?” said Nezu in deep thought.

“I’ve overheard them in passing that they want to convince me to become a hero because of my rumored abilities and the information about me ‘saving’ my school from a gang attack. They think I’m at my free will to change programs but I really feel like I’m getting cornered because they finally did a few days ago when I went on a personal shopping day.”

“What did they do?” Midnight asked a little worried.

I told them what happened and what question they asked me and how I answered them.

“That is unsettling but I am glad you didn’t give them the full truth to protect yourself and gave them the slip to get to the dorms safely.” Nezu said proudly

“Thank you and that’s all that’s happened so far, if anything else happens I will let you know.”

“But what about your file?” asked Midnight as I stood up to leave.

“keep it incomplete until they graduate, if they try to see it anytime after that, its a federal crime.”

“That’s possible but that also means you can’t move into the correct dorms until then.” said Nezu.

“then so be it, I just don’t want them to know more about me.”

I leave and walk out of the building thinking how I was going handle all this? Then I hear somebody calling me from behind me.

“PALMA-CHAN! PALMA-CHAN! OVER HERE!” it was Nejire, f u c k

“OH hi!” I said turning around. I see the other 2 boys were with her, triple f u c k.

“Come spend time with us! We’re going to get takoyaki!” she said jumping excitedly.

FUCK THEY GOT ME WITH THE FOOD BRIBE! “Um ok! teleporting over!” I thought I might have some fun with this if I can stretch the truth and throw them off.

“Wow thats fast!” said Mirio “Hi Palma-san, its been awhile.”

“Umm hi your hair looks- g-good today” said Amajiki looking down “and your socks are cute, pink is your color.”

I get flushed and the other 2 noticed, Nejire gets a look in her eye that I don’t understand.

“Yea you’re such a cute one! don’t you think so, Mirio?” she said stressing the last part.

“uhh yeah I agree hehe” he said blushing and giving Nejire a ‘cut it out!’ look.

“Come on lets go get some food! I’m starving!” she said grabbing my hand.

We get to the place and I get to be alone with Amajiki as the other 2 ordered, he looked like he was gonna pass out.

“are you ok?”

“I’m-finee” he said shakily “I just get nervous around people I don’t know well, especially somebody as cute as you.”

I tried to change the subject because I was NOT about to be involved in a fucking love triangle with upperclassmen, FUCK. THAT!

“Oh hehehe, sooooo what is your quirk? if you don’t mind me asking?”

“oh it’s Manifest, I can copy the ability of anything I eat as long as it’s in my digestive system.”

“That sounds so interesting!” I said as the other two came back with the food.

“Yea, watch this” he said eating a takoyaki “oh jeez its kinda hot.” But then after he swallows it, his hand turned into a cluster of tentacles.

“Oh my goodness! thats so cool! may I- touch it?” I said oogling at the sight.

“Um sure” he said letting me trace the tentacles with my finger. He gets flushed as I gently touch his transformed hand. I get a sinister idea, I want to test out this quirk for myself, so goal of today is to copy the quirk and take it to the dorms to see what I can transform into. Only thing is to find a way to touch his face without it looking weird. 

“Oh sorry, I’ve lingered too long on your hand hehehe” I said as I retracted my hands from his.

“Mirio has a cool quirk too” Nejire said as she took a bite of food.

“It’s not that cool but I have Permeate, I can phase through anything, watch.” he said as he phased his hand through the table we were seated at.

“AH! that’s wicked! I like it.” I said thinking, that’s a quirk I want to test out too but I need to get close enough to these boys without getting found out or catch feelings. “may I- put my hand through yours?”

“sure! here.” he said holding his hand out so I can phase my hand through.

“He can do that with his whole body too! But at the end he’s naked because he phases right through his clothes!” said Nejire not knowing how embarrassing that fact really is.

“Nejire! you’re embarrassing me! she didn’t need to know that” Mirio said blushing hard.

We had good conversation and I was think on how I was going to touch his face or what reason I was going to put in to have me touch his face. Suddenly I felt the wind pick up and some leaves and small debris were being pushed by the wind. There was my excuse! If I could discreetly levitate a leaf onto his face while the wind was blowing, I have means to touch his face! I barely got it right and I got a slightly damp leaf of his face.

“Oh Amajiki-san, here let me...” I said as I reached over and brushed the leaf off and wiping the dampness with my thumb with my hand resting on his jaw. I looked at his eyes and he started trembling.

“Oh um thanks Palma-san” he said diverting his gaze away. 

“The wind is picking up pretty quick, we should get going” said Mirio standing up.

I say my goodbyes and teleported out. Meanwhile the 3rd years were walking home and trying to figure out what I told them.

“She seems to be opening up to us!” said Amajiki “told you inviting her to some food was a good idea!”

“Yea! Did you see how handsy she was getting with you two?!” Nejire said stirring the pot “she seems to like you Amajiki-kun”

“What! no, she’s just being nice” he responded “she likes Mirio from the way she look at him when he talks.”

“You really think so Amajiki? Because I was thinking maybe I ask her to be my girlfriend.” said Mirio confidently.

“For real Mirio?! You’re going to ask her?!” Nejire screamed with a twinkle in her eye.

“Yes! I really like her and maybe having me as her boyfriend will convince her to become a hero too!” said Mirio pumping his fist “next time I see her, I will ask her and make her feel special!”

Meanwhile, I was at the dorms eating random things to see how the quirk works. I tested it out and I can maintain the quirk for 4 hours but after it wears off, going to the toilet is awkward and disgusting. I go to bed hoping I don’t need to get my stomach pumped because I ate weird shit. School starts and we presented Muffin 2.0, we got the best grade in the class. Diya sensei asked us to present it to the board later in the term, we agreed. We got into blade work in weapons class, Jin is surprisingly really good at using blades. 

-Hero 1-A classroom, before I arrive-

“She’s going to arrive any second now! How are you feeling Iida-kun?” asked Kaminari.

“I’m getting very nervous.” said Iida as he took out a medium sized box out of his bag with shaky hands.

“You can do it Iida-kun! Theres no way she’ll say no!” said Uraraka.

“Ok, I can do this!” he said getting up and making the slow and shaky walk to her desk. Everyone is waiting in suspense because it’s less than a minute until class starts and Palma-san hasn’t arrived yet and Iida is still making his way to her desk. Before he could reach to her desk, Aizawa started class and he ran back to his seat. 

“Ok class lets get started, we have some upperclassmen coming in to talk about the internships I mentioned yesterday.” He said as the 3 upperclassmen walk in. Before they could introduced themselves, I teleport in.

“OOF SORRY I’M LATE I-” I say in a panic as I pan to the 3 upperclassmen and think F U C K they know that I’m one hero class now.

“Perfect timing Miss Palma, please have a seat” said Aizawa “why don’t you introduce yourselves?”

The 3 upperclassmen introduced themselves and the girls turned to me when they heard Mirio’s name. Their expressions were a mix of shock and amazement that one of the BIG 3 was my person of interest. When they mentioned that they wanted to demonstrate their abilities on the class, I raised my hand,

“Yes Miss Palma?” asked Aizawa.

“Since I’m not under the hero course rubric to be in an internship, may I opt out of this activity?”

“Yes you may opt out, you may be excused.” said Aizawa as he wrote up an excuse slip for me.

“Thank you sensei, have fun everybody! Remember the finishing moves we practiced!” I said getting up and heading toward the door.

“Palma-chan! Join us for lunch in the patio later!” said Nejire.

“Oh uh alright, see you then!” I said as I walked down the hall to the workrooms so I can tinker with Muffin 2.0 some more. When it was lunch time I told Mimi and Jin what’s going down and they’re on lookout for me, just in case. I get to the patio and see just Mirio and I get uneasy and wonder where are the other 2.

“Oh Palma-san, there you are.” said Mirio as he turned to face me.

“Hi, where are the other 2?” I ask.

“They had to do something internship related, but let’s enjoy lunch together!”

“Um ok” I said sitting at the stone table under the shade “how was your demonstration?”

“It went great! Everyone got a little roughed up but they got the point I was making.”

“oh cool, some of things the hero course does seem really interesting” I said opening my container of fruit salad “but it seems everyone in 1-A is still a bit too underdeveloped to upkeep with these exams and trials.”

“Aizawa mentioned you are demolishing your classmates in spars and strategy tests” he said taking a bite of food “it’s so interesting to see an already powerful student that’ll make a promising hero.”

We have more hero conversation but it’s all praising my power and reasons to be one. I don’t show interest but I could tell he was trying to tell me something else.

“Hey Palma-san, quick question”

“yea?”

“You don’t happen to have a person of interest do you?”

Oh jeez what the fuck is he getting at?! “I do but it’s silly, I know they’ll never see me more than a friend.”

“So you’re single? Why would anybody not ask you out or confess?! You’re like the perfect girl.” he said blushing a bit and diverting his gaze.

Oh shit, I have entered the infatuation zone “Oh I don’t know about all that! I like to think I’m pretty decent.”

“I going to say it! Palma-san” he outbursts as he stood and did a parallel bow with his hand out “will you go out with me with the intention of being my girlfriend.”

Oh what the hell?! I think, If I say yes, I can copy his quirk and practice it and master it for however long we stay together because there is NO WAY we’re lasting longer than 5 months, thats just the dating rule. “Oh Mirio! so suddenly! I-” I say as surprised as I could.

“Please Palma-san, you’ve captured my heart with your beauty and power. I would be honored to have you has my girlfriend and I’ll be your knight and protect you!”

Oh jeez what a load of crap! I want to gag! “Then yes” I said carefully putting my hand on his “I accept this courtship.”

He looks up and gets happy that I said yes, he then sits next to me for the rest of lunch. He walks me to my wing and exchanged numbers. Mimi and Jin elbow and tease me on my acting in the patio, they know that I only said yes for the clout and quirk copying. It’s after school and I get a text from Mirio,

[Hey Palma-san, it’s Mirio :) would you like to walk home with me?]

I scream internally because that’s some cute shit, but I still don’t feel bad for just saying yes for non-love reasons.

[Sure :3 Meet me near the parking lot. See you soon!]

I turn to Mimi and Jin and show them the texts.

“Ahhh! I’m so jealous that you managed to get yourself a man with status!” squealed Mimi.

“At least it’s not that glasses weirdo, he caused you so much stress!” said Jin as he wave commands Muffin 2.0 to follow him.

We get to the front door of the school and I spot Mirio, I say wish me luck as they portal away to the dorms. I teleport to Mirio to start the walk home.

“I can walk you all the way home, I don’t mind walking 5 miles as long as your by my side.” 

“Oh you’re too sweet! I actually live in dorms with the hero class.” I explained the shortened version of the situation.

“Oh I see and you usually teleport to and from school huh?” he said realizing things “how is dorming with boys then?”

“It’s a bit annoying but I made myself clear that I wasn’t a piece of meat to stare at when I use the bathroom in the morning. They always want to sit with them during meals and down time and talk about boy things.”

“If I were there, you would never get bothered.” he said putting his arm around me.

I blush and we just talk about upcoming events and that we should go together to some of them. We get to the dorms and I turn to face him and he does the bow again.

“Thank you for saying yes Palma-san! I hope you have a nice evening!”

“Oh you don’t have to bow to me!” I said lifting his head up with a gentle hand and caressing his cheek “text me when you get home safely, ok?”

“Y-yes! um, bye! see you tomorrow!” he said as he walked away completely flushed.

I teleport in and hope nobody saw me with Mirio. I see everyone still in uniform laid out on the commons room, looking pretty roughed up.

“Oh my god! yall look like you got ran over by a bus!” I said dropping my things and running over to see the damage. They looked pretty bad so I levitated all of  them to their rooms and made dinner. It was the least I could do but I also wanted to try out the quirk in private so they couldn’t bother me. They come out of their rooms to eat, I made them a healthy orange chicken with carrots and green beans and plenty of rice.

“That smells divine! Did you cook this Palma-san?” asked Hagakure.

“Yes I did and there’s plenty for everyone! so dig in yall.” I said taking off my apron.

“The chicken is the perfect amount of tangy and savory! And these veggies are perfectly seasoned!” said Kirishima with a mouthful of food.

“So delicious! Thanks mom” said Sero not thinking what he was saying, but it was too late, everyone heard him call me mom.

“Did you just call me mom? Just for that, yall wash ya own dishes.” I said walking to my room and hearing all the groans and teasing.

I get to my room and start to control the quirk, it wasn’t as uncontrollable as I thought. With this first round, I could maintain it for one hour before I get exhausted. Meanwhile, down the hall in Ojiro’s room, the boys are plotting.

“Iida-kun you coward! Today was the day and you blew it!” said Kaminari.

“The day isn’t over! He can still knock on her door and ask!” said Shoji.

“You know her! She doesn’t like to be disturbed after 8pm.” retorted Todoroki.

“Guys forget all that! Did you see that Mirio guy eyeing her up in class?!” snidely remarked Mineta “he was basically looking at her he knows her.”

“Shut up Mineta he wasn’t looking at her like that!” spoke up Tokoyami.

“BUT did you see how that girl asked her to join them for lunch?! I looked out to the patio and it was only Mirio there with Palma-san!” said Mineta trying to get Iida to reacting.

“I’ll just try again in a few days.” said Iida, ignoring everyone’s input.

“NO ASK HER TOMORROW!” yelled everyone in the room. 

Fast forward to thursday and somehow, everyone knows about me and Mirio being together. We both didn’t care but wonder how people found out. Either way, we just kept doing our thing.

“Hey what are you doing saturday?” I asked on our walk home.

“Hmm I have to do something with my dad in the morning but I have the rest of the late afternoon and evening free.”

“Oh cool! I was wondering if you wanted to go to a party with me, it’s held at a third year intel’s house and they’re having a bonfire.”

“I haven’t been to a causal party before, I might go.”

“Oh ok let me know if you want to go so I can send you the address.”

“Is this your first party?”

“Oh heavens no, even back in America I was getting invited to parties. This party is my 5th party I’ve gone to this school year.”

Mirio starts to overthink when I said that. Was I a popular girl? Was I pity invite? What do I do to get invited again and again? He drops me off at the dorms and goes home. I get greeted by all the girls swarming me.

“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE DATING MIRIO!” they all say in shock. I was unfazed.

“Yea, we’ve been talking a lot since knowing their name but really yall, it’s not a huge deal.”

“But what about Iid-” Mina started but Uraraka and Momo covered their mouth because they didn’t want me to find out what happened. Meanwhile, in the boy’s side, in Shoji’s room.

“Bro he’s not getting up, poor thing.” said Kirishima as they look at a face down Iida on the floor.

“Tch, we warned him that he was going to lose her to somebody else if he didn’t say anything. But way to go Palma-san for dating the number 1 student of the school!” said Bakugo, twisting the knife.

“Kacchan! but it’s true, we did warn you Iida-kun.” Midoriya said gently as he put a blanket on him.

“I have destroyed the thing Iida-san” said Todoroki “I can’t believe you wrote an entire essay to her and she didn’t even get a chance to read it!”

“Come on Iida-kun you have to eat something, here’s some peeled apple and canned orange juice, your favorite.” said Tokoyami holding out the items.

“I’m not hungry, my heart ache is making me immobile” said Iida weakly “just leave me here to perish or until tomorrow for school.” 

“Ok lover boy, how are you going to get over her?” said Aoyama “or are you going to win her back?”

“I wouldn’t dare interfere with her happiness, if he makes her happy then I have to respect that” Iida said as he rolled on his side “I made a promise to her that I’d be sweet and considerate of her feelings and decisions. I just didn’t think she’d be kissing random boys and date upperclassmen.”  

The boys just left him to his moping. The air of sadness lingered on him into the next day. Even I noticed but everyone I’ve asked about it said to not worry about it, so I didn’t. Day of the party comes and I get real excited and did all my chores with visible excitement.

“Palma-san is Mirio going with you?” asked Jiro.

“I’m not even sure, he hasn’t responded to me if he was gonna go” I said while styling my hair.

“Then why are you getting all dressed up?” asked Momo.

“Because I want to, weather or not Mirio comes, I’m going to have fun with my classmates and upperclassmen in my department.”

“I wish I was cool enough to get invited to parties” pouted Mina “and have a boyfriend, you’re so lucky!”

Then I get a text, it’s from Mirio

[Hey can you send me the address to the party, Nejire convinced me to go]

“Ah! he’s going!” I squealed and the girls all squealed and jumped around in my room.

I finish getting ready and I head to the kitchen to chug some water because I know I was gonna be drinking and took the precaution.

“Woah Palma-san you’re lookin’ good” said Kaminari “Mirio is one lucky guy.”

“I don’t think Mirio will be able to keep his hands to himself tonight! Tell me Palma-san, are you going to come back with love marks?” Bakugo asked trying to provoke Iida that was trying not to say anything.

“Mayhaps or mayhaps he’s gonna have them, yall will see tomorrow.” I say before teleporting out.

At the party, everything was pretty chill and Mirio comes a bit late.

“Sorry I’m late, I didn’t know what to wear.” he said nervously.

“Oh don’t worry about your outfit! you look fine, come to the yard! We just lit the fire pit.” I said dragging him to the backyard. We sit with the others around the fire and we talk about dumb shit. Mirio doesn’t talk but has his arm around me as he listens to me talk. Mimi and Jin look at me from the kitchen window and signal me to make a move already. I give them the ‘let me work my magic!’ look and I turn to Mirio to start the magic

“Hey you want to go to the tree over there? I’m feeling too toasty here.”

“Oh sure, here let me help you up.”

I look at Mimi and Jin and they give me the thumbs up because they know what’s gonna happen next.

“Ok so I HAVE to ask, is it true that you get completely naked when you use your quirk? Everyone in 1-A told me they saw your dick and whole ass.”

“They told you?!” he said as he turned red “but yea, I get naked and it’s a bit embarrassing when everyone sees but I try my best to not show too much of my privates.”

“show me” I said so serious and boldly even I was surprised “please?”

“Um ok, it’s only fair.” he said as he looked around to see if anybody was looking and activated his quirk. I saw as his clothes just fell right through him and just stared right at his junk. I couldn’t believe it but I wasn’t going to do anything lewd or sexual. The goal of the night was to kiss him, so I worked up something to go in for the kiss.

“They really do just fall off” I said trying not to look at his junk again “turn around, I wanna see how muscular is your butt.” And this boy does a full spin for me and I just knew he was getting into it. Now for phase 2, keep it pg 13.

“I’ve been working hard for my muscles, want to feel?”

“yes but can you put your pants on? Just trying to be respectful”

“Oh right hehe I forgot” he said as he put his pants on quickly “here get close and feel.”

I didn’t care for the muscles, I just let my hand run until he gave into his temptation to kiss me. Mission successful! He even let a nice mark on me. As the night progressed, I started drinking a bit more and he had to leave since it was nearing midnight. I didn’t remember him leaving or what happened after a certain point but I woke up on the couch in his hoodie. I checked my phone and I have a text from him, when he got home safely.

[Just got home safe. I left some cash in the pocket of the hoodie so you can get a latte in the morning before heading to the dorms. Take care, see you later 💟]

What a sweetheart, I check the pocket and there was enough cash to get myself 2 large lattes and a bitch teleported into the commons room, double fisting 2 large lattes.

“Good morning Palma-san! I see you’re in the best mood” said Sero “Is that Mirio’s hoodie?”

“Yea hehe” I said with so much satisfaction “I don’t remember what happened before he left so my classmates told me he put his hoodie on me and kissed me good bye. In the morning I woke up and he sent me a text saying he left some cash in the pocket so I can buy myself coffee before I head to the dorms.”

“What a gentleman” Bakugo said with a smirk “but show us the damage!”

I took off the hoodie and all the boys hollered at the sight of me with the mix of hickeys, light scratch marks and a bite mark on my ear. I go to the bathroom to freshen up and the boys let me have my privacy as I took a well deserved bath. I had everything where I want them and these next few weeks are going to be interesting.

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Chapter 6: All Tea, All Shade

What happened during the in between time of move in day and the 1st day of second term? Total. Fuckery....These next chapters is what happened in those 11 days.

I wake up and I feel better and much more energized than the day before, where I totally dropped in still drunk. I start my routine and head to the bathroom, still forgetting it’s not the co-ed system like in the intelligence program. I walk in and see alot of shirt-less and boy butt, fuck.

“AHH PALMA-SAN WHAT THE-”

“guys chill, I can’t go use the girl’s bathroom so better get used to me in here in the mornings.”

“The school really messed up huh?” said Kaminari “but I could get used to, this” he said looking at my lower half. I then I take a switch-blade out of my pajama shorts.

“Let me make myself clear buckos” I say as a flip open the knife “if any of yall try me, touch me or I catch you oogling me! I will cut you a new, functioning butthole! Got it?!”

The boys nod and divert their gaze away from me. I then play some Teriyaki Boyz on my phone and just do my thing.

“She’s really establishing herself here” said Kirishima to Sero.

“Bro she has it bad” said Sero turning off the water “I kinda feel terrible that they can’t do anything about it but live through it.”

“Guys just give her respect” said Koda “she’s like this because she doesn’t trust us to look away.”

Iida then walks in “WHO’S PLAYING MUSIC IN HERE-” he gaze stopped at me doing my exfoliating while there’s full on nudity going on behind me. “ITA SHIELD YOUR EYES!” he said covering my eyes.

“Tenya what the hell?!” I screamed while struggling out of his arms.

“The boy’s bathroom is no place for a lady!” he said struggling to keep his hand on my face.

“IIDA SHE HAS A KNIFE! STOP!” everyone yelled at him to let me go.

I teleport out of his grip and facing the open showers. I see the full on nudity and was unfazed as Todoroki, Mineta and Tokoyami try to cover themselves with their hands.

“Yo no offense, but why Mineta’s dick so small?” I said tilting my head sideways “I expected it to be bigger if he’s such a perv, bold moves baby carrot dick.”

The boys go ballistic with the roasting I just served with a side of disappointment. Mineta never really recovered from that roast. I finish up my skincare and teleport to my room to change to go drink some coffee. When I walked in the dining area, the boys had food and coffee ready for me.

“Palma-san! we made some food, come sit with us!” said Sato

“Yea! sit next to me!” said Kirishima patting the chair next to him

“No sit next to us!” said Ojiro pulling up a chair with his tail.

“oh boys! I prefer to eat sitting on the counter” I say as I walk over to the counter.

“Oh then allow me” said Midoriya offering his cupped hands as a boost.

“No I got it” as I levitated onto the counter “did yall forget I have telekinesis?”

We chat and I tell them of one of my greatest adventures I had back home. Then the girls walk in.

“That smells good! So sweet of you boys to make breakfast.” said Mina

“We actually didn’t make enough for you girls, sorry!” said Kaminari.

“Then why does Palma-san get a plate?” questioned Momo.

“Palma-san is one of the bros now!” said Kirishima “after what happened in the bathroom earlier, she can stay”

Iida stepped in quickly with the explanation, “she asked Mineta-san why were his genitals so small if he acts all big.”

“AH! IIDA-KUN! NOW ALL THE GIRLS KNOW!” Mineta spoke up.

I was smiling so smugly that I have established myself well with the boys that I didn’t care I was getting the attention. I go about my day, finishing my robo-dog coat for a fitting with Mimi and Jin, then I get hard knocks on my door.

“who is it?”

“Aoyama, Tokoyami and Midoriya”

“oh! uh come in” I say thinking what the hell they want.

“Hey Palma-san, I have some questions for my notes on you” Midoriya started.

“I came in to take a closer look at your stationary collection” Aoyama said taking a seat at my desk that’s mostly stationary.

“I just wanted to try something and hear the questions Midoriya was gonna ask” Tokoyami said nesting himself on my bed.

“ok ask away”

“Ok on your copy quirk, I see you can do double quirks but how do you control both?”

“Oh jeez um it might be because I was exposed to it at a young age and just taught myself how to summon one and then the other, then perfect them separately and finally mentally split my body to wield both at the same time. But it does take time so I don’t exhaust myself.”

“ok ok interesting” he said as he scribbled “which quirks have you copied that you have mastery in?”

“oof um... All elemental, metal manipulation, gaseous body, rampage, super speed, elasticity, erasure, electricity and transformation type quirks.”

“wait, erasure?”

“yeah, my mother and Mr. Aizawa have the same quirk. I got my telekinesis from her as well but hers is extremely powerful that she can teleport anything by just looking at it!”

“oh thats my next question! When you teleport, whats the extension?”

“I can teleport 2 miles at a time but only if I’ve been or passed that place before. I can teleport myself but if I want to teleport with something, It has to be pressed against my chest in order for it to come with me. I can teleport other items without traveling with it but the same rule applies.”

“I see, when you do close combat, I see that you use full body and don’t use quirks. Who taught you to do that?”

“Oh I know what you’re talking about, I learned that in some self defense classes my mother enrolled me in as a child but mostly from street rule fighting my siblings and I engage in daily. I hardly use my quirks when I do close range combat because I plan alot of my strategies as if my quirks were erased at some point of the fight, in turn I don’t depend on them.”

“Wow at a young age you self trained to be an excellent fighter! I wish I had siblings to spar with when I was younger.”

“NO YOU DON’T! We didn’t spar, we fist fought over bathroom time, slapped each other over the last slice of pizza, screamed hateful words when we get in trouble over shit we didn’t do. All that, everyday, since birth.”

The boys look at me like was telling them a war flashback.

“Ok so let me try something” spoke up Tokoyami “I want to see if you can copy my quirk and mutation.”

“I know I can also copy mutations but I haven’t copied one like yours and I’ve been meaning to ask you if I could try it but I get shy every time.”

Tokoyami blushed at my statement, then Aoyama stood up “Oh Midoriya, thats our cue to leave.” he said as he dragged Midoriya out my room and closed the door.

“That was weird but, may I?” I said as I put my hands up to cradle his face.

He stuck his head into my hands and looked at my face. I felt his feathers and how soft and well groomed they were. His beak was soft and warm, I couldn’t stop tracing it with my finger.

“Oh uh sorry I lingered on your face!” I said taking my hands away “you have soft feathers and your beak so warm, I wanted to muzzle up to it.”

Tokoyami blushed hard “uh thank you Palma-san!”

“hehe ok I’m going to try to activate the mutation first” I say before closing my eyes to focus. I feel the tingle on my face as it transformed. “did it work? how do I look?”

Tokoyami has his mouth open as he puts his hands on my face and feels it. “You look so adorable, like a song bird!”

I turn to look in my mirror and I gasp, I do look like a song bird. Like a black canary with a small, pinky toned beak. “Oh my goodness! I am adorable! we match now.”

“yeah, we do... but uh try to do the emitter part”

“oh right!” I snap out of it and closed my eyes again and felt a weak sensation rise to my chest. A rose colored mist came out from my chest that morphed into something similar like dark shadow. I couldn’t hold the form for very long and I burped hard, turning me back to normal. 

“are you alright?! can you breathe?”

“I’m ok but that took alot of my energy to summon that emitter” I say panting and sweating a bit.

“Here let me, muzzle you to make you feel better” as he brings his beak to my nose and muzzles me gently. When he pulled his face away, he saw my blushed expression and kissed my forehead.”There, feel better Palma-san?”

“um yea a whole lot better now.”

“Good! I’ll get out of your feathers now” as he turned to leave my room “lets spend the evening together if you aren’t busy after dinner time.”

I slink into my chair, oh boy he really likes me or I’m just saying that because I crave intimacy. I teleport to the intelligence dorms for the fitting, its too short on the legs but it’s fixable. Jin is still working on the AI and Mimi is designing the paws, teeth and eyes to be compatible with the functions we want. All on schedule. I teleport back to see that Iida was looking for me.

“There you are! Where did you sneak off to?”

“To the intelligence dorms, I was doing a coat fitting for my project.”

“I see, I was going to ask you if you wanted to try something with me”

“sure! what is it?”

“Lets go outside, I wanted to see how you were going to manifest my quirk”

Oh jeez, now that we’re living together EVERYONE wants to see how I copy quirks. But its not too bad, its all training to me. We get outside where the Baku-squad was training, they seemed happy that I was outside with them.

“ok, you ready Tenya?” I say lifting my hands up to touch his face. He takes my hands and puts them on his face, his eye contact was soft and different this time. Almost like he was going to speak his mind but held back for whatever reason. “Alright, I think I’m ready to activate your quirk.” He drops my hands and stands back as I close my eyes to focus. I felt my whole body tremble like a motor and the sting of something protruding out of my limbs and ribs.

“Ita! I’ve never seen that before!” Iida exclaimed.

“I feel so... heavy?” I say trying to feel my limbs. I produced a triple engine set, on my arms, ribcage and legs.

“Does it hurt?”

“No, I just feel heavy. I’m going to try to propel myself.” I start the pistons and despite feeling heavy, I dashed forward about 10 meters in 3 seconds.

“Be careful Ita! Don’t use that reciprocate for too long!” he yelled as he ran after me.

“Ok! uh lets see if I can jump.” I jump and my arm engine rocketed and balanced me in a prefect lateral jump.

“Ita! That was so graceful, just like how Tensei would do” he said inspecting the engines on my body “And such perfectly produced pistons! You’re so gifted, my family could never!”

I start to not feel well as my body started to tremble and sputter. I was over doing it for the initial activation and my body had enough. I drop to my knees and let out a painful groan as I doubled over. The pistons retracted back into my body and I was feeling lighter but weakened.

“Ita! Are you ok?! Do you need medical assistance?!” Iida said dropping down to my side. The Baku-squad ran over to see if I was alright.

“I’m in a bit of pain but I’ll be fine! I recover pretty quick, just lemme-”

“We saw what happened! Are you good Palma-san?” asked Mina.

“Give her some room to breathe! She’s struggling to breathe” demanded Iida “Somebody open the door so I can carry her inside.”

“oh what? noooo~ I’m fine! I swear!” I say quickly standing up “See?! I can walk just fine, just walkin’ it off like I always do!” as I take a few wobbly steps toward the door. Ha! I opened the door and think hell yea! Itati Palma, master of excuses! I get to the bathroom to see the damage, I have some big pockmarks where the pistons were and I was bruising up. I took the opportunity to take a quick shower and spend the rest of the day indoors. I get in my room and change into lounge wear and to brush out my hair, I get a text, it’s from my parents.

[Hola mija, como estas?]

[Hola! estoy bien, los extraño mucho!] 

[Nostros tambien mija, como es vida en los dormitorios?]

[Mas o menos, nadien sabe como compartir espacio]

[Sorry mami! aguantate! te amo mucho]

[Gracias, te amo mas!]

I get a knock at my door.

“who is it?”

“It’s the girls! come out to the shared space!”

“ok! I’ll come out in a bit.”

I finish braiding my hair and get my phone to head to the shared space. I get there and all the girls are just hanging out and I really don’t know if I want part of it.

“Palma-san! did you do that braid?!” asked Hagakure.

“Wow its so pretty and evenly done!” observed Uraraka.

“oh thank you, I did do this braid on myself.”

“If I bring my hair stuff out, will you braid mine?” asked Momo.

“sure! I’m not busy right now”

Momo and Mina scramble to get their stuff. I sit them between my legs to brush and braid the girl’s hair.

“Is this how it feels to have an older sister?” asked Jiro.

“HA! no~ at least in my experience.”

“What kind of sister are you Ita-san, kero?”

“I’m the dutiful sister, I help around the house and just in general act like a mother. Since I’m the middle child, life is a bit unfair because the older and younger ones get the most praise for doing almost nothing, I take it as I have to do the absolute best in anything so I can outshine my siblings.”

“What did you want to be when you grow up if you weren’t here?” asked Mina.

“Hmm, well, I was studying music since I’m apparently very musically gifted and love to perform. But if I had to choose a non-performance art career, It would be medicine, in the quirk sector.”

“Medicine? Like a doctor? for quirks?” mumbled the girls.

“Yea! I want to contribute to medicine with the help of my copy quirk to help people understand the constant flow of new and combined quirks/mutations without having to do too much work on the patient themselves. I could just copy, test out in lab, run possibilities of limitations and give the results back to the patient at a later time.”

“WOW a noble cause! Copy is a rare quirk and super useful in that field, so why join the intelligence if you could’ve stayed home to be a doctor?” asked Uraraka.

“Oh jeez, uhhh lets just say God had other plans for me. I don’t want to get into it right now.” I say as I finish braiding Momo’s hair.

“Hey who else is hungry?” asked Mina “I could really go for some home-cooking!”

“Oh Palma-san, do you know how to cook?” asked Hagakure.

“Of course I do! What do you guys want to cook? I can help.”

After a mini-debate we settled with stir fry, mainly because their wasn’t that much meat left to make anything else. I do the cooking part while Momo and Asui cut and prepare the ingredients, since I know how to cook for big family dinners. When all the girls saw how well I cooked everything and tasted it, they just had to invite all the boys to join us.

“It’s so yummy! I swear!” Uraraka said as she feeds Midoriya the noodles and meat.

“Palma-san cooked, you should’ve seen her work the big wok!” exclaimed Mina “cooking for a big family back home really came in handy here.”

“MMMH! this is delicious!” Kaminari said with his mouth full “what can’t you do Palma-san?!”

“Oh stop yall~ its a simple dish! I can make more complex dishes or even some dishes from my culture but we are actually running out of alot of things in the fridge and pantry.”

“Already? We’ve only been here for 2 days” said Shoji “are we going food shopping soon then?”

As everyone talked about who was going to do the shopping, Iida walks up to me in the kitchen as I clean up.

“The food was really good! thank you for dinner.”

“Oh you’re welcome!”

“Do you need any help cleaning up?”

“No I’m almost done, thank you though.”

“Oh, alright, um do you have plans after dinner?”

“Uhhhh oh! I do actually! Tokoyami wanted to spend some time with me, not sure what exactly.”

“oh...I see”

“Aww don’t give me that tone! We can spend quality time tomorrow! I like your company”

Iida gets flushed and notices that all the girls had their hair braided, “did you braid their hair?”

“yea, they saw mine and asked me to braid theirs” I said as I took off my apron “we had some nice conversation before we cooked dinner.”

The shopping debate was settled and everyone parted to do their thing, Tokoyami approached me.

“Palma-san, are you still available to spend time with me?”

“Yes, let me just do something real quick in my room.”

“alright, just knock on my door when you finish.”

I nod and teleport to my room, did he just say his door? It’s not like I’ll get in trouble or that I mind if things went there, but it’s a bit soon for that. I then remember the muzzle and forehead kiss, suddenly I have to wear my black satin pj set. I try not to take too much time or too much noise to prevent any unwanted attention. I levitate to his door and knock, he opens the door on the first knock.

“oh come in!”

“thanks, you opened the door suspiciously fast” I said as I sat on the rug on the floor.

“I’m just a bit shaken up from the 1st night were Aizawa busted me.”

“I remember that, ha I saw the whole thing from the bathtub near the sinks.”

“You saw?! Like, everything?” he nervously asked as he sat next to me.

“yea... and to be honest, it scared me a bit because I thought I was going to get seen”

“But the lights were dimmed and I didn’t see anybody or any water noise.”

I then explained what I did to prevent getting seen. The subject changed to life in America and how school was growing up. I talked about all the crime around the time I did my 1st year of high school, graciously omitting the big event that led me to my current situation. I didn’t want him to know, or anybody really even though it doesn’t matter. Since I got hailed as a hero in the whole situation, I feel like it’s false praise. I wasn’t trying to be the hero, the anti-hero system failed me and I was just trying to distract the leader so somebody else could step in and finish the job. In part of avoiding the subject, I showed him some pictures of my sweet little boy, Mr. Muffins.

“I didn’t think you were a dog person Palma-san”

“oh? why?”

“I don’t know, most girls like cats and from the way you pet dark shadow, I thought you had a cat back home.”

“no, I like animals but since my family is big and we lived in a house, we had dogs to guard and comfort us.”

“Do you miss Mr Muffins?”

“Everyday. He’s always so happy to see me when I come home from school, sticks by my side when I get sad or upset, he does this thing where he curls up on my foot when I sit at the table to do homework.” tears fall from my eyes, I didn’t even notice when I got teary “When I came over here and spent my days alone, I really needed his comfort. I know it sounds weird but he knows me and knows that I need somebody to be patient with me, to listen when I’m ready and let me know that I’m going to be ok.”

“Oh Palma-san, I didn’t mean to make you cry” he said wiping my tears “here, let me, comfort you.” He held me close and muzzled me gently. I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t like it or if it was unwanted. I really liked this closeness, he was touching me in a way that was borderline sensual, but I didn’t push him away. I let him run his hands over my back and hips as he pulled me closer. I started to run my hands on him too, just to see what he’d do. He kissed my neck and that suddenly made him realize what he’s done.

“I didn’t know you were into that Tokoyami.”

“Palma-san! I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me! forgive me I-”

“It’s ok! But I have to admit, I was really getting into this... closeness” I said putting my arms around his neck.

“Well, if you don’t have a problem with it” he said running his hand up my top “mind if we keep going? You feel so warm and nice to be held against. I won’t go too far and I won’t speak of what happens in here!”

“thats what I like to hear” I said tracing his beak “I HAVE to ask, how do you kiss with this beak?”

“Like this-” as he goes in for the kill. We didn’t kid ourselves with the gentleness anymore, things got hot and heavy. While we didn’t give into anything below the belt, we did move things to the bed, for comfort reasons. We talked and had make-out breaks in between until we both fell asleep in each other’s arms. I was the first one to wake up, I check the time and it’s 9:50am. I think well its not late but I should get up and teleport to my room and freshen up. Then there was a knock at the door, now Tokoyami was awake.

“Tokoyami? are you up?”

“uhh yea DON’T COME IN! I’m not decent”

“um ok, but have you seen Palma-san? She’s not in her room and her door is open. We’re getting worried.”

“Not since dinner. I’ll come out to help with the search.” 

We hear the person walk away, “I can’t believe you did that, thanks though” I said relieved.

“yea but what about you? Where are you going to go?”

“Don’t worry I’ll just teleport in commons room face down and come up with something.”

“Alright, good luck Palma-san!”

“please, after last night, you can definitely call me Ita”

Tokoyami puts on a shirt and runs out of his room as I hide near the closet. I wait 5 mins and teleport in as planned.

“oof I really gotta stop doing that”

“PALMA-SAN! YOU’RE ALIVE!” said everyone that was in the commons room.

“Psh! of course I’m alive! yall know I’m allowed to sneak out”

“But we got worried!” said Mina, hugging me.

“Yea! your door was half opened and Aoyama was the one that noticed because the hall started to smell like your bouquet of flowers.” explained Shoji “then he started asking us if we’ve seen you then we started searching for you.”

“well I’m here now! Thanks for worrying about me, yall are-”

“ARE THOSE HICKEYS?!” yelled Mineta “Palma-san, did you sneak out to see a boy?”

“what hickeys?” I said confused even though I damn well know I do have them.

“Right there! on neck and chest.” he said pointing and causing everyone to gather to the commons room “And you’re wearing satin night wear!”

Everyone was mumbling, fuck I better say something that diverts any attention to what actually happened.

“Ok Ok! I’ll admit! I did sneak out but it wasn’t to see a boy, things just sort of... lead there.”

“ooooh who was it? tell us!” coaxed Mina.

“You guys don’t know him! It was somebody’s friend from the East side hero school, he was so hot” I said playing it cool.

“Did you... and him...” said Kirishima doing the suggestive hand motions.

“Oh god no! We just got too rough with our little session. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to-” I saw that Iida ran in, fuck me right?!

“ITA WHAT HAPPENED?! YOU’RE HURT!” he said putting his hands on my shoulders “bruises and bite marks?! You poor thing, you were alone weren’t you?!”

“Um no they’re not-” he cut me short by putting his hoodie on me, I could smell the panic sweat on it. I guess he took off on foot to search for me.

 “Stop looking at her like that! She’s been through too much already. Come” he said grabbing my hand and lead me to the bathroom. I flash a look to Tokoyami and he mouthed back ‘sorry!’. We get to the bathroom and he takes a closer look at the ‘damage’. “Who did this to you? Who would dare!”

“They’re not fight related, it’s not a big deal!”

“Not a big deal?! Ita you’re clearly hurt!” he said putting a cold cloth on my hickeys “I feared the worst when Aoyama said your door was open, I checked your car and all over the block, I even knocked on the intelligence dorms to see if you were there or if Mimi and Jin saw you last night.”

“You were that worried about me? I’m....sorry” I said as I was starting to feel guilty about what I did the night before and how careless I was about closing my door to make everyone scared like that. Before I could say anything else he pulled me in for a hug.

“Don’t run off like that without telling any of us, we’re still recovering with what happened with Bakugo and we don’t want to lose another” he said trembling “I still haven’t spent the summer with you or carried out my promises to you. Now that you’re here, in my arms, nothing will hurt you! I won’t let them.” I start crying because that’s what my dad would tell me when I come home tear-stained and upset, I miss my dad. I miss my home. I miss my friends. We finish our emotional embrace and Bakugo walks in

“Did you tell him what those are?” he said looking at me “and did you tell her?” looking at Iida.

“I suddenly need to go to my room okthanksbye!” I said teleporting out.

“Wait what do you mean Bakugo?”

“urgh! open your eyes four eyes! she got hickeys and bite marks from making-out with some East-side dude at a party last night.”

Suddenly it all clicked in Iida’s head, that explains the placement and the provocative night wear.

“oh....”

“tch, looks like you didn’t speak up fast enough nerd. Now she’s kissing dudes from a lesser school.”

Meanwhile, I get to my room and change into leggings and t-shirt but one of the hickeys was still visible. I didn’t care now, I just wanted coffee. I walk to the kitchen and everyone has cleared out, except for Aizawa. I was internally screaming as to the impending questions he might ask me about the lies I told everyone.

“Rough morning?” he said looking at the peeking hickey.

“ugh tell me about it!” I said pouring myself a cup of coffee.

“Mind telling me the details?” he said taking a sip.

Deep breath in, sip “Ok so like, after dinner, Tokoyami and I were spending some time together and after going a little too far with the comforting, we just started to really get into the kissing. No sex nor taking off clothes, just a 4 hour kissing and talking session until we fell asleep. I woke up in his room, still fully clothed but by then everyone was already searching for me. To save face, Tokoyami said they didn’t see me last night and joined the search as I hid in the room. Then I teleported in the commons room, pretending I just came back from a party. When confronted with the hickeys, I made up something about being at said party with a random dude. Unforeseen to my calculations, Iida dragged me to the bathroom to look over the ‘damage’ and try to get the story out of me.”

“wow, another well thought out heist! Impressive, neither you or Tokoyami are in trouble. I just wanted to see if what Tokoyami told me was true, I couldn’t believe it.” Aizawa said pointing to the counter.

I turn to where he was pointing ,and there he was, Tokoyami peeking from behind.

“Sorry, I panicked” he said standing up.

“Didn’t think it would be with Tokoyami, no offense kid, but you could be with somebody better.” He said walking away.

I sat there blown away from the fucking roast Aizawa gave to Tokoyami. I love dorming. This whole thing didn’t stop me from doing the same thing later that night. Before teleporting into his room I get a knock on the door.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Tenya”

Oh jeez “come in!”

I was in the middle of undoing my braid and he walked in looking at me like I’m making a big mistake.

“again? you’re going to go see that boy again?”

“well, what if I am?!” I said fluffing up my hair “I’ve been craving that type of intimacy for months!”

“Is he your boyfriend now or something?” he asked with a hint of sadness.

“what? no! this is just physical and probably won’t last.” I said applying lip gloss “I don’t even know his name.”

“That doesn’t sound safe Ita” he said putting his hand on my resting hand “please, don’t go! If it’s intimacy you want, I can give it to you.”

“huh? no. Tenya, I’m not the girl you want. I party, sneak out, kiss boys I don’t know, I hate authority... I’m just a wild and free soul. You’re the type to be with your one true love and you change for them. Don’t waste you kisses on me, I’m not the one.”

“What if I do want to give you kisses!”

“Then do it! What’s stopping you?! Who’s stopping you?!”

“FINE! COME HERE!” He said pulling me in. Oh shit, this boy really aboutta do the thing. He has his hand on my lower back and the other holding my hand. He came in close for the kiss but then pulled away. “I can’t do it, my heart and mind aren’t agreeing with this.”

“I told you, now, can you leave? I need to meet up with him soon.”

Iida slowly leaves the room and closes the door behind him. He starts walking down to his room but then turns back to my room but by the time he opened the door, I was already gone. He angrily slams the door and seats himself in front of the door. I could hear everything, as I just teleported next door.  20 minutes into everything, theres a knock at Tokoyami’s door.

“fuck who is it?”

“Sorry to disrupt, it’s Iida”

We look at each other, fuck. “ok say let me put on pants and I’ll teleport to the girl’s side.”

“give me a second to put on pants”

“ok now you can come in”

“Oh I forget how dark your room is” Iida said taken back by the dim mood lights “but I have to tell you something that has been bothering me.”

“Oh sure Iida-kun, is it Ita-san?”

“yes! wait- did you just first name her?” Iida said catching Tokoyami’s casualness “since when?”

“Umm since we came back from camp” a bold faced lie but he did NOT want to ruin what he’s been doing with her so soon “well anyways whats on your mind?”

How everything played out is that Iida just said what he’s been saying about me, I teleported to the girls side and all they did was check me for new marks and if I was going to date this boy. I then teleported to the intelligence dorms because Tokoyami texted me saying that I shouldn’t come back to his room because Iida was going to sit in front of my room until I come back. So I crashed on their couch and played some beer pong. I teleported back to the commons room at around 8am, nobody is up yet. I go to my room and see a very knocked out Iida, I felt bad that he really stayed the whole night waiting to prove a point. Feeling pretty cucked by his actions, I levitated him to his room and tucked him into bed like last night’s argument didn’t happen. I took the opportunity to shower while everyone was still asleep. I came out of my room once I heard some people get up to start their day. I had my coffee and pretended last night with Iida didn’t happen and it was all just a weird dream. I didn’t feel like a terrible person, I just need to be left to my wildness at night.

-End Chapter 6-

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BHNA self insert AU

Nani the heck is this? Read here!

Chapter 5: Y’all Hear Sumthin?

The events of the Forest Camp Arc happened. This is what happened during those times but in my [self insert] perspective.

It’s nearing the end of the semester and everything is more focused on final exams. Iida and I are becoming better friends, most of 1-A ask me to help them with close combat and finishers, final project is coming along and I haven’t told anybody that I was actually Tboone. I don’t have to do the hero licensing or the camp due to my core study being secret service, so I opt’ed out of them to focus on my final project. Kirishima is turning around on me being a spy because of my good standing with everyone, but his guard is still up when I’m around.

-Tuesday, in homeroom-

“Yo Jin, I brought that egg beater we need for our project”

“Yeeesss! this baby is going come to life today!”

“Can’t believe we’ve been working on this project for like 2 weeks and its near completion” said Mimi, still sleepy.

“Right?! Jin coming in clutch with the robotics and my stupid idea.” I said looking at our project rough sketch of a robot dog.

“Nah B, Ita and Mimi coming in clutch with the spare parts and designing” Jin rebutted “also Mimi, you got the progress report ready to turn in today?”

“You know I do baby boi” she said taking out a packet of 6 papers from her binder.

“yee yee!” Jin and I holler.

We work more on our robo-dog in homeroom and then Diya sensei did his student check-ins. Time to time he does check-ins for the class to make sure we’re on track, mental health check, any personal conflict is addressed and advice is given to help us improve. He calls me over.

“Hello Miss Palma, how are you holding up since last time?”

“Hello sensei, I am doing so much better thank you.”

“Great! I have to say, you’d been really hanging in there and improving in your emotions and mental health. I am so glad you have that fighting spirit in you.”

“Thank you sensei, I really have to thank the friends I’ve been making here. They’ve held me together through the difficult firsts”

“Good good, now, is there any conflicts going on?”

“Just the same one, the whole spy thing but it’s starting to waver and the guy is less suspicious of me”

“Okay glad that’s going away, anything else?”

“Nope”

“Alright Miss Palma, my parting advice to you is; Even monkeys fall from trees, be the helpful bystander to help the fallen monkeys back up the tree. Another thing, don’t let go of those two, you three have the best team chemistry of the class and have full potential to be the Big 3 of the department.”

“Oh thank you sensei. I appreciate your advice and kind words.” I say as I bow.

Weapons class was just review on what we faltered in the licensing exam. It was just mostly us training Zippy how to use a parachute. I still don’t know how Diya sensei is letting us have this lizard and being chaotic by letting us commit fraud as a group to give this lizard a license to kill. Zippy can kill me and I’d ok with it.

-In the Hero course classroom, before I arrived-

“Why are your notes in green glitter pen Aoyama-san?” asked Hagakure peering over Aoyama’s shoulder.

“Palma-san gave me three of their glitter pens” said Aoyama scribbling the last of their notes “They had a bunch of extras in their bag and gave me some when I saw how sparkly her notes were.”

“She does have the prettiest stationary,” chimed in Asui “I wonder how her room looks like, kero.”

“Its clean, bright and fragrant” said Iida not thinking of the reactions of the others “she expresses herself through her clothes and work.”

“WAIT! Iida what did you say?” said Midoriya that suddenly was interested in the subject “clean, bright and fragrant? Di-did you go to her place?”

Everyone’s faces perked up and faced Iida, nobody was saying anything but they were all thinking the same thing.

Iida cleared his throat “yes I did go to her place but only to study english! Nothing else.”

“I can’t believe her parents let her bring a boy into their room!” exclaimed Mineta.

“Actually, I didn’t step into her room, we studied in the living room” Iida explained.

“You have to tell us how her family is like! Did they greet you nicely? Did you stay for dinner?” squabbled the girls.

“Um I didn’t see their family, Ita lives alone” Iida said bluntly “she told me that she couldn’t bring her family over and they can’t visit her because it’s too expensive to bring all 4 of them over from America.”

The room went silent, everyone couldn’t believe that Ita was truly alone this whole time. They sort of felt bad that they haven’t spent down time with them outside of class and only asked them for training practice for hours after school. I then walk in, loudly slurping down my coffee.

“Hello everyone!” I say with a tired smile.

“Palma-san! forgive me!” said Uraraka and Midoriya.

“Oh guys its alright! I wasn’t seriously hurt after yesterday’s training session, just a bit bruised” I said assuming that they’re apologizing for roughing me up a bit yesterday with the wrestling moves.

“Not for that!” said Uraraka “why didn’t you tell us that you’re alone here?”

“I’m not alone, I have friends here”

“That not what they meant” spoke up Todoroki “she meant why didn’t you mention that you came to Japan by yourself? And that you live alone this whole time.”

I turn red “who told you all this?”

“Iida-kun did” said Sato.

I turn my gaze to him, he fixed his glasses and I saw that he had a face of regret. Fuck he wasn’t thinking before speaking again.

“Well it’s true, I do live alone. And it’s pretty close by the school, by downtown but don’t see whats the big deal?”

“The big deal is that this whole time we haven’t been good people to you!” said Momo “all we do is ask you for training practice and not ask what are you doing after or if you need company.”

“It’s ok, really” I said in a disarming manner “I don’t really want that much company, I like this alone lifestyle! Back in America, I had to live with my parents and 2 siblings in one house and I hardly had a break or time to myself.”

I then take out my phone. “see, this is my family. I did all the chores, half of all the cooking, all the linen laundry, care for the dogs AND go to school and do all my things there! Do you understand how liberating it is to not wake up to chaos and dodge fire fits when the food isn’t cooked to their liking?!”

Everyone looked at my parents and siblings, there was a planter on fire in the background along with some scrap metal. They saw how short my mother is and the curly hair that runs in the family and how much stronger my siblings were in comparison because they were tossing me around like I was a ball as my father and mother were sitting in patio chairs, looking at us. 

“Don’t you miss them though?” said Asui “at least your mother, kero?”

“I do miss them but not the living conditions” I say as I walk to my seat “I talk to them on the phone and text daily, so it’s not like I’m completely separated from them.”

Class starts and sensei announces that the class will be used for extra practice for the upcoming exams. I have the option to practice with them or not and I choose yes but on alternating days because I want to work on my final project. I have special ground rules for practice combat with the hero class: 

No real ammo

Net gun ok

No lasers

No real blades

No explosives

Stun and Flash tools ok

Must forfeit all pocket items

  “Ok Miss Palma” said Aizawa sensei, holding out his hand “forfeit your pocket items and brief them for me.”

“Here’s my pocket sand” as I take a plastic baggie of sand out of the pocket of my costume “used for crude blindness technique, may cause permanent damage”

“Here’s my mini harmonica” as I take out an inch long, 6 hole harmonica “used for distraction, disabling and/or temporary deafness”

“Here’s the final item, a four piece chicken nugget from Mcdonalds” as I take out a box with said nuggets “used for bait, decoy, ration, projectile and/or distraction.”

Everyone looks at me like they want to know the connection between the 3 items and why are they used for combat? We head to the locker rooms and I have to use the 1-A girl’s locker room because reasons. So I’m in there and I ask if I could play music because it pumps me up for a good fight. The girl say yes thinking I was gonna play something pop, I play Let it Go by Higher Brothers ft BlocBoy JB. I was just getting lit, strapping on my weapons on my body and putting on my steel toe boots. The girls take a good look of my body, I didn’t care if they saw that I had two tattoos, the school knows I have them and they’re non affiliated with any gangs.

“why are most of ya’ll costumes skin tight?” I said as I cock one of my paint guns.

“Why do you have like 5 guns on you?” said Kirishima.

“Shut ya mouf nipple boy” I said with the roasting hand gesture “at least my chest will be covered if I get shot.”

I see the other boys and I get my roast on.

“Boi they did you dirty with that diaper, Why do you look like a literal robot, You still look like broccoli, that just looks like street clothes, did some of yall not get creative?”

The training slowly turned into ‘Don’t let Palma-san find you’ because I capture and counter anything they throw at me. Kirishima thought he could attack me from the sky, but made the mistake of announcing himself with a battle cry. As cool as I could, I just aimed my paint gun on his nipples and shot him while he was in the air. He cried “my nipples!” and then I hit him with the net gun to soften his fall. Momo thought a wall would stop me, she forgot I could levitate and she wasted all her energy in a pointless wall. When we had to pack up, I was the last one to get to the locker room because I dropped one of my weapons in the heat of my tussle with Tokoyami. I get there, not knowing there was some boys following me. 

“Yo! she’s the only one in there!” said Kaminari to Mineta

“Imagine what kind of frilly underwear she wears!” Mineta said peering into the cracked locker room door.

I start to take of my visor and utility belt, letting out a stressed out groan. It gets the attention of Iida that thinks I’m in pain and runs to the direction of the noise. He sees the two pervs peeking in,

“I can’t believe you two! Peeking on whoever is in there so non-discreetly!”

“Iida-san! We were just-” 

“Enough!” Iida said as Mineta tripped over and opened the door wide open.

I had my skirt, under shirt and hair re-done at that point, only my shoulders and neck were exposed. I hear the noise of somebody falling behind me and I just thought it was Uraraka because she left her uniform blazer on the bench.

“Ochako be more careful, you almost-” I stop and see that it was Iida, Mineta and Kaminari.

“Ok I expected Mineta and Kaminari” I say pointing at them with my pink lip balm “but Iida? What did he do?”

As the other two explained, Iida couldn’t stop staring at my two tattoos. I could tell he was overthinking the worst. He snaps out of it and drags the other two out without saying anything. I finish getting dressed and teleport out to the commons room, just in case Iida was waiting to confront me outside the gym. Lunch passes then Jin and I work on the robo-dog in our intelligence workrooms. Suddenly the P.A. activates

“Itati Palma to the principal’s office, Itati Palma to the principal’s office”

“What did you do?!” Jin said worriedly 

“ugh it’s glasses, he saw my tattoos while I was getting dressed to go to lunch”

“oh Neptune, good luck with that mess”

I teleport to the principal’s office, I know I wasn’t in any actual trouble, I was the one being peeked and walked in on. I slide the door open and see The Rat, Iida, Midnight and All Might. Great, now American Stereotype Man is going to know about my little body art incident.

“Oh Miss Palma that was fast, please sit down” said principal Nezu, a Powerful Rat.

“Thank you and hello to everyone else”

Iida doesn’t look at me or said hello back. Just when I thought we were friends but its not the worst thing to end a friendship.

“As you know, Miss Palma got peeked on after training with 1-A and Mr. Iida here caught a glimpse of her body art.”

“Her tattoos?” Midnight spoke up “did he see her breasts? anything below the belt?”

“NO I just saw her fully clothed with exposed neck and shoulders” Iida started “I got sight of her tattoos on both shoulders and needed to tell somebody in the staff.”

I sit uncomfortably because I know whats coming next.

“Tattoos!? On a young teen?! Are you involved in gang activity young lady?!” scolded All Might.

“No Yagi” spoke up the Rat “Miss Palma’s tattoo’s are ceremonial, non affiliated with any organized crime.”

“Itati, would you like to explain the stories behind the tattoos and placement?” coaxed Midnight “I love the way you say the story.”

I sit up and cleared my throat “I got my crossbones tattoo when I left the united states to signify leaving my old life behind. And I got my sugar skull tattoo when I completed basics in Austria before going to Japan, to signify my culture and roots. I got them on my shoulders so I can never forget who I am, where I came from and remind me why I should keep fighting to be the best I can be.”

Iida’s attitude changed after hearing me explain “Well that would mean you should cover them up that much more.”

“I do, you walked in on me” I said sassing him “besides, I don’t care who sees, its art I WANT people to look when I wear something that shows them off”

The meeting was dismissed and I head to the hallway to teleport out, then Iida grabs my shoulder.

“Wait Ita”

“Oh what is it?”

“I’m- I’m sorry, I’ve been such a bad friend, I just wanted to protect you”

“Tenya, I used a gun on you in training, like, I shot you right in the neck while you were trying to whirlwind me. I THINK I can protect myself.”

“Right BUT I really feel bad now, your secret is safe with me!”

“Yes but are you forgetting that Kaminari and Mineta saw too?”

Iida’s face went white “Oh no! you’re right!” he panicked “what now? They can’t keep this secret we-”

“I’m just going to ‘fess up” I said as I put my hand on his mouth “I don’t want to hide myself anymore now that I know people care about me being alone.”

Iida holds my hand that covered his mouth “you really are the bravest one of us all”. I feel the sweatiness of his hand and I politely pull my hand away to wipe it on my sleeve.

“Well see you later! I was in the middle of my project”

I teleport out as that lemon haired boy walked down the hall with his 2 friends.

“See Mirio! That was her!”

“Teleportation? Interesting but I feel like that isn’t her only quirk, her file said 2 quirks in the psychic and mimic categories.”

“I still feel we shouldn’t have read her file, it felt wrong plus it was incomplete.”

“In any case, we now have a face to the name so we can appropriately approach her later.”

Nobody really believed Mineta and Kaminari that they saw my tattoos and Iida denied it to further protect me. My final project is near completion and looking promising, meanwhile, the events of the shopping center happened. The day of forest camp training comes and I go to the school to see the class off.

“Good luck everyone!”

“Thanks Palma-san”

“Oh Sato-san!” I said as I took out a treat box out of my tote bag “here’s your order of cookies!”

“Oh yea thanks! Here’s the rest of the money I owe for them” Sato said taking out a few bills from his pocket.

“You sold Sato-san some of your cookies?” asked Todoroki

“I’ve been selling cookies to him since my 1st day with yall” I said putting the cash in my wallet “And also to the staff, some other students in my program and the people that work at my complex. Its nice to have some pocket money, I’m currently saving up to buy a fancy pantsuit for presentations.”

“I’D LIKE TO MAKE AN ORDER!” Iida said raising his hand, making a scene.

“Oh alright, you want to text me it and what day you want them by?” I said a bit startled.

“Oh right because I’m leaving for a while hehe” he said realizing his mistake “ well, um surprise me and I’ll go get them when we come back”

They board the bus and Iida gave me a tight hug “I promise we’ll be safe so we can spend the rest of the hot weather together” hugging me tighter.

“oof you’re squeezing the soul outta me Tenya” I say breathlessly “I’m looking forward to that, take care now.” He lets go and boards the bus. I wave them out and head home to work on my project. Some days pass and word gets out that there was a villain attack and Bakugo got taken. I get worried as did the rest of the school when it shut down until further notice. The Bakugo rescue unfolded and Mimi, Jin and I watched it on TV at Mimi’s place.

“Man fuck these kids” Jin said “because of their little stunt, we might get stricter rules on all departments.”

“They fucking would ruin everything because of their heroics” I groan out.

“What now bbys? I’m scared! I don’t want us to get hurt or separated.” Mimi said in near tears.

We hug Mimi and just hold each other because we feel the same way... What now?

-3 days later, at my apartment-

I get a visit from Midnight. And they lay the news on me that there’s going to be dorms for 1-A Hero and intelligence programs, due to the nature of our training and program structure.

“That’s good news, but what about my situation here?”

“we worked it out with your case manager and if there’s an occasion to not have the dorms, you can come back to the protected complex.”

“Ok good! I was worried for a bit there” I said relieved.

“but there is one thing the district messed up on and we kinda can’t fix”

“oh? what is it?”

“Since your file is incomplete with personal information like quirks, core program, photo ID, ethnicity and gender ID; they put your assigned dorm in the boys section of the hero section .” Midnight broke the news to me gently.

“That’s a big mix-up, oh boy” I said taking it surprisingly well.

“Yea, sorry sweetheart but Nezu and I are working hard to get you in the right dorms.” Midnight said as she gathered her files “if anything happens while you’re in the boys dorms, its on terms to get you moved where you belong.”

“Thank you Midnight, I’ll keep that in mind while I start packing up here.”

“You’re welcome, oh! and you’ll have a parking space as well so you can bring your car too.”

Oh jeez my car! I’m gonna get exposed real fast. I see Midnight off and start packing, as I only have 3 days until move in day. Morning of, I make some cookies and do a last quick clean of everything before loading up my car. I say my goodbye to the juicer and left a note for the next person ‘to the next tenant, this thing doesn’t fit in my luggage. Hope you make good use of it like I have!’ I have a good laugh and leave. The dorms are closer to the school, like less than 2 miles away, so I could just teleport to school. I drive up extra early so nobody would see me in my car. Midnight let me in early to move in and it wasn’t too bad, it was like the size of my room back home. I get a text while I was putting my clothes away, it was Mimi.

[BBYGRL! did you move in yet?]

[yee I’m in the middle of putting away my clothes]

[already? you work fast! you should come over to kickback!]

[:3 yee yee! will do when nobody notices]

[litty! see you l8er then!]

[UwU]

I hear the others walk up and down the hall and I just hope nobody notices my name plate. I then hear the following outside in the hall,

“Palma-san? what the?”

“Do you think they’re a trap?”

“No can’t be, maybe just a mistake!”

“SHHH! you don’t want Iida to hear you, he might get defensive again!”

“UGH! those two need to get together already!”

“Can’t believe neither of them have made a move”

“I saw them holding hands the other day”

“REALLY?! damn so sneaky”

“oh shit he’s coming shhh shhh shhh!”

I turn my lights to dim so nobody knows I’m here, that failed miserably. As I finished my decor and put my fresh flowers in a vase on my window ledge, Iida kicks the door open.

“ITA!”

I turn around slowly with my ‘bitch are you foreal’ face. “hi, have you ever heard of knocking, you should try it sometime.”

“oh sorry but- why are you here? in the boys dorms?”

I explain the situation and how I got here with my car.

“Oh I see now” Iida said in deep thought “So you just are going to live with it until they move you to the intelligence dorms”

“yeah, thats the plan” I said as I fix my flowers “its going to be strange living with yall, but I love new and positive experiences.”

Iida looks at me fixing my flowers and to the rest of my room, tones of pink and orange candy colors with the fragrant flowers makes him associate them with her. He was falling deeper and it was hard deny it but it’s going to take a backseat to the issues at hand. The room contest starts and when everyone saw my room, they were floored with how different it was than they expected.

“Iida-kun was right! it does smell fragrant in here!” said Momo

“You have a makeup vanity?! Such pretty colors and sparkly things, you have to do my makeup someday!” squealed Hagakure.

“What’s that stand for?” asked Jiro.

“oh that? its my music stand, I play the saxophone and I’m really good at it so from time to time you’ll hear me play jazz music to upkeep my chops.”

“what can’t you do Palma-san?!” said Midoriya “you’re like the perfect student, daughter, sister, future wife to a certain person that won’t speak up-”

“I don’t know about all that but I’m terrible at math! If any of yall can help me with that, I’d love you forever!”

“aw shit I’m bad at math too!” Kaminari muttered under their breath.

We see the other rooms and I see that I’m only 5 doors away from Iida and I’m right across from Aoyama. I get ready to sneak to the intelligence dorms, but then remembered that I can’t use the bathrooms the same time as the boys and it’s inconvenient to use the girl’s the floor up. I wait until everyone gets in their dorms to take a shower, I go in the bathroom and see that theres open showers BUT there’s also bathtubs. The plan was to take a shallow bath (a bath with the water to waist level when sitting down in the tub), rinse and dry quickly to teleport back to the room, then sneak out. I take the bath and I dim the lights to a minimum just so anyone that enters won’t see me but give me enough time to dip into the tub to hide. I was about to rinse and I hear somebody walk in but didn’t turn the lights on. I hear them muttering and panting while they were pacing near the sinks, they start talking at normal level and I knew it was Tokoyami

“ok dark shadow I get it! She’s right next to my room but I shouldn’t”

“hehehehe you chicken of a man, that glasses wearing robot isn’t going to claim her”

“I wouldn’t dare, they belong together! She’s just being nice to me”

“STUPID! she wants the bird-”

Suddenly Aizawa busts in and scolds Tokoyami for still being up. Phew there’s my chance to finish up. I teleport to my room, shit Aizawa is on patrol, suddenly I get an idea: solo operation STEAL AND SNEAK, code name- Double S. The plan is to teleport in front of somebody’s dorm-room, knock and give them the sobbing and tears, say I sleep-teleported and I need to calm down a bit, copy their quirk then use said quirk to sneak to the intelligence dorms. Now whom do I go to? Hagakure! The plan was risky but she took the excuse and it worked better in my favor. I sneaked out invisible and naked to the intelligence dorms, teleported back to my dorm to change and teleported back to kickback until 4am. I took a 3 hour nap and said to myself ‘better teleport to my dorm before anybody gets concerned, its still early enough not to be sus’ problem is, when I drink and get tipsy or black out drunk, my teleportation isn’t as accurate. So when I teleported, I teleported 3 feet above the shared space in front of the dining area, in front of everyone.

I groan as I hit the floor hard, “oof, that’s not what I meant to do-” I look up to see everyone in 1-A trying to enjoy breakfast, fuck what do I say?!

“Oh hi yall~hehehe funny how we uhhh just uhhh-”

“Ita what happened?!” Iida said, running toward me “were you in danger? are you hurt?”

“oh what nooooo~” I said stumbling to stand up “I just dropped in to eat som fawkin’ food.”

“Palma-san you smell like flammables” said Todoroki “and you’re not wearing sleepwear.”

“oh that’s just my morning scent! hehehe~ and yall don’t wear crop tops and velvet shorts to bed? its like super-”

“Did you sneak out?” Uraraka confronted me “your makeup is smeared, your hair is messed up and you’re missing a sandal.”

I look down and saw that I was in fact, wearing one sandal. FUCK! they’re on to me.

“hahahaha well would you look at that!” I said as I did finger guns “better uhhh wash up before-”

Suddenly Jin portals in “Yo! found your sandal bitch! it was in the freezer” and proceeds to throw my cold sandal at me.

“THANKS JIN I TOTALLY NEEDED YOUR PRESENCE RIGHT NOW!”

“You’re welcome, I love you baby girl~” he sassed me as he portaled out.

Turn to everybody and they had their eyes wide open, they could not believe that I pulled off such a thing.

“hehehe I’ll go and uh defrost my sandal” I say walking away to my room. I literally could’ve pulled it off if Jin didn’t portal in. I change, wipe off my makeup, contemplate if I should even leave my room for the day, then walked back to the dining area. Everyone is still there, including Aizawa, fuck me right in the pussy with a rake mom! Now I’m deep trouble.

“Good morning Miss Palma, rough night?” said Aizawa, sipping coffee.

“Oh good morning! I guess you could say that” I said going into the open kitchen to pour myself coffee.

“Hm, from the sound of your dorm-mates, sounds like you just came back from an adventure!” he said putting his cup down “mind telling me the details?”

I take a deep breath and a sip “Ok so what happened after you scolded Tokoyami for still being up, I was in the bathroom at the same time and cleaned up to go sneak into the intelligence dorms with my classmates to kickback and celebrate the move in. In order to sneak out, I had to bypass the security robots and others that might hear, so I teleported to Hagakure’s dorm and tricked them to let me touch their face to copy their quirk to get to the dorms invisible, teleport back to my dorm to change and teleport again to the kickback.”

“wow, that was quite the plan Miss Palma and well thought out” he said standing up “you aren’t in trouble, I just wanted to see if it was true because that’s quite a heist you pulled on everyone.” He turns to the others “Miss Palma here has different rules and regulations from the rest of you, if any of you sneak out, it won’t matter how you pull it off you will get in trouble.” He walks to the sink and rinses his cup and Iida speaks up.

“Sensei! what do you mean she’s not in trouble? She clearly violated many rules!”

“She’s technically not my student, she’s part of the Intelligence 1-A and they  basically have one rule, don’t damage school property.” He says as he turns off the water. “So she can violate curfew, drink alcohol, smoke, sneak out, etc. And I trust her, she has a good head on her shoulders to think things through.”

Aizawa walks away and I have everyone’s eyes on me, I suddenly became envied by the class. I don’t pay any mind to it and continued my day like I usually do when I lived alone. There was a knock on my door while I was working on the fur coat for robo-dog.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Ochako and Asui”

“oh come in!”

They walk in and see me with my sewing machine and the fur pelt I was working on.

“We need to talk, real girl talk”

“oh ummm alright” 

“You have a crush, don’t you Palma-chan, kero”

“ok 1) I do, 2) Just call me Ita, I hate being called chan”

“AHHH! I told you Asui! She does have a crush!”

“who is it Ita-san? kero”

“oh jeez, can you keep a secret?”

They do the mouth zipper motion.

“Ok so I don’t know his name but I’ve seen them a few times at school.”

“oooh! can you describe them?”

“yea, he’s tall, strong body, lemon-yellow hair, blue eyes, very nice and is always seen with 2 other people.”

“hmm, they might be an upper class man BUT what do you think of Iida-kun?”

“Iida, he’s nice but a bit over protective of me. I think of him as the parent-peer”

“But what about all that hugging and hand holding? and having lunch under the tree, kero?”

“He hugs me alot, but everyone that’s close to me does that. He holds my hand when it gets crowded and I’m falling behind him, sometimes when I injure them. He sometimes brings me food but we spend time alone so he can talk to me about his personal things. It’s not a huge deal, people do that to me because they care, I’m used to it.”

“Do you realize that he has an unbearable crush on you?”

“what? I don’t think he does”

“He does! He was going to confess that day when he downed that iced coffee, kero.”

“Yea! he had a note and everything but he got cold feet and didn’t give it to you.”

“I still don’t believe it! Look, the signs might point to that but I want him to tell me himself, when he’s ready. Iida seems like the type to love for the long run, and to be quite honest, I’m a wild and free soul and I know I’m too young to be settling like that. I already had my first kiss and boyfriend back when I was in middle school”

“But if he does confess, would you give him a chance?”

“I would actually, it’s not a far step for friends to become loves BUT he has to tell me or he’ll lose me to somebody else. I don’t wait around if everyone wants a piece of me.” 

They leave after a while and I sit and think, this whole dorming thing is going to be a living nightmare for me. Meanwhile, the girls go to Iida to tell him what I just said,

“Iida-kun, you have to tell her before its too late!”

“I KNOW but I short circuit whenever I want to tell her” said Iida with fast chops.

“She has a crush on an upper-classman, kero”

“Really?”

“yup, you have some competition BUT the good news is that she’ll give you a chance.”

“all you need to do is tell her, kero”

Iida starts to contemplate “OK! I’ll tell her when second term starts! No excuses!”

-End Chapter 5-

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