#erasure is a mental quirk

[loving-n0t-heyting]

Hi! So, seeing you in my notes reminded me that I meant to ask you about that Instrumentality poll. Being as I am tumblr user 人類補完計画, I have, asyoumightimagine, a lot of interest in the topic, and I'd be very curious to hear *your* thoughts on Shinji's choice - in part because you mentioned in the tags that you were wondering whether your take aligned with the consensus view, but also because I feel like you're among the most distinctive & intellectually honest philosophical voices I've encountered on here, and I do wonder how your faith, along with your overall view on things, influences your take(s) re:EoE.

I was going to wait until the poll finally closed but i think its been plateauing for a couple of days now anyway so i might as well. This is all going to be pretty vague and mysticism-y ofc, especially given the vagueness and mysticism of the source material itself, and im going off of memory on top of that (i am not putting myself thru the emotional hurdle of rewatching EoE just for a post, sorry)

So, first off, my interpretation of shinjis ultimate choice is to reject instrumentality for all of humanity, to retain our ATFs and our individuality. And i lean towards thinking this was a mistake, on his part. I sometimes see ppl suggest that he offered everyone a choice to either join or refuse instrumentality, but i tend to think this is just projection; idr anything in the text to clearly support this

Im not really sure how to go about arguing for this position directly, beyond rebutting objections. To the extent we are given a clear explanation of what an ATF is, it is smth like the secrecy of our own thoughts and desires and personality; ie, others ignorance of those things. Ignorance is a terrible thing, just generally, in itself! Like impotence. Its terrible in proportion to the importance/value of the things one is ignorant of, and ppl are about the most valuable things there are. Thats much of whats so bad about death, which is why it makes perfect sense the dead get to join in HI as well. So, putting it all together, the presence of ATFs is a terrible imposition, and their removal thru HI is a great blessing, maybe even the greatest possible blessing. And this shows itself in the end of strife and discord and the beginning of real unity of spirit and will, but its already present in the mere dissolution of interpersonal ignorance

The narrative itself frames this as an erasure of individuality, but im not sure how to understand this. Is the idea supposed to be that we would not survive the loss of our ATFs? Im not sure thats even intelligible: the loss of our ATFs is just the lifting of certain kinds of ignorance or, in other words, the instilling of certain kinds of knowledge. Knowledge in whom? In those undergoing human instrumentality. So clearly we survive HI, if it involves us coming into knowledge, and thus being around to know these things. Is this supposed to mean our distinctive contributions to the diversity of human experience etc would all be destroyed in favour of some uniform replacement? I dont see why that would be necessary; we can certainly imagine ways ppls varying idiosyncratic quirks can all "make it into" some sufficiently rich collaborative work. Why should HI not be the same? I suppose the fact it involves everyones bodies into a homogeneous sea of yellow goop speaks against this, but my inclination is to read this as a sort of pupal stage from which a mature instrumentalised humanity can emerge. Tho thats admittedly a bit of a reach

Theres yet another negative interpretation of the "destruction of individuality" i sometimes hear: that it would somehow rob us each of our agency and ability to shape the world in accord with our desires and beliefs. This goes along with a worry that the inauguration of HI would necessarily be a violation of consent and mental autonomy, which strikes me as misguided for much the same reason. Our ignorance of one another is not an individual condition of oneself in particular one can opt in or out of irrespective of the choices of others; if my not being able to retsin my ATF is a violation of my "autonomy", why is my retaining my ATF not in turn a violation of the autonomy of the others being thereby kept ignorant of my deepest self? Mutual ignorance of one anothers mental states (including that very ignorance) is in no interesting way reducible to the ignorant subjects each having certain "individual" or "intrinsic" or "internal" states that can individually and unilaterally be shifted without affecting those of the others; it is an "external" relation. So thinking about HI in terms of individual, unilaterally revocable consent is confused; the fact it is changing is irreducibly collective, and thus consent to it and only be given or refused collectively if at all. Hopefully thats not too opaque

This reply feeds into my answer to the worry about the dilution of ones agency and control over the world. This objection makes sense against a background view on which, for an agent A to control the answer to a question Q and a distinct agent A* to control the answer to a question Q*, Q and Q* must be modally independent: any answer to the latter must be compossible with any answer to the former. Or that, if this isnt true, this is bc As control over Q or A*s over Q* must be only "limited" or "partial" or w/e. My rejection of this assumption (which is i think what lies behind the last objection about autonomy) is probably my deepest, most abstract anti-liberal commitment. Its a conception of control or freedom that i think ultimately requires a debilitatingly narrow view of what full freedom could look like, or of what facts can amount to states of a person. (For example, i think it prolly requires you to say that knowing that the sun rises, a property entailing the "external" fact that the sun rises, is not actually a state of a person, in some important sense, rather than smth like a conjunction of a state of a person and a state of the horizon/sun.) But going all the way into this would probably take a lengthy book; mb i will try to work it out slightly more precisely at some point tho

You asked how my feeling about EoE connect with my faith, and broader view of the world. This illiberal assumption is close to the heart of it. I am always tempted in this context to quote marxs comments in the 1848 manuscripts about the whole of nature being the "inorganic body of man", and i dont think im alone in seeing connections between those passages and remarks like pauls about the mystical body of the church ("So we, being many, are one body in Christ, and every one members one of another." Now there is smth for mereologists to chew on!!) And this is a trend you see elsewhere in the Christian tradition, like dantes description of the celestial eagle in paradiso xviii-xx. I was surprised, when talking to an atheist friend about my tentative support for HI, that they said my christianity made sense of my disagreement with them about this point; not bc i dont think theres a connection but bc idt of these emphases on the unity of the mystical body as particularly prominent in outsiders impressions of Christian belief

Anyway, hopefully that was at least somewhat illuminating. Thx for the kind words ^^

[chickenfriedawesome]

thinking about monoma (because when am i not thinking about monoma) and trying to figure out what his quirk awakening would look like. i've seen some reddit posts talk about how maybe he'd be able to copy by sight instead of touch or hold onto a copy forever (both very busted, both very fun), but i've come up with a few ideas of my own as well. namely,

1) Quirk Awakening: Latency -- when Monoma copies a quirk, he's able to hold onto it until he needs to use it. the timer doesn't start running until he activates the quirk, and it only runs when the quirk is actively in use. (very fun because the villains never know what quirks that he has on hand. i reckon he'd have one spot dedicated to Erasure for any sort of emergency)

2) Quirk Awakening: Dual Wield -- Monoma becomes able to use multiple quirks at once. honestly, i think this is something he could train himself to do as is (so not necessarily a quirk awakening, per se), but in any case it would be very cool.

3) Quirk Awakening: All-for-One -- Monoma just straight up steals quirks. would never happen, but would be a fic that i would 1000% be into. in this scenario, Copy was always been capable of stealing; Monoma just had a mental block that kept him from doing so. in an incredibly stressful situation though, that mental block would get obliterated.

[greenhappyseed]

BnHA Ch. 370 leak reactions:

Koda protecting Present Mic, yeeeeaaaah! After torturing Mic with bugs in the final exam, it’s good to see Koda use his animal powers to help the indoorsy DJ hero!

Mic is thinking about Shirakumo’s popularity, ehhh? (Is it confirmed that Kurogiri is in Central Hospital? Will need to wait for officials for this!)

Holy shit, the PLF is referring to “Incident 66” and “the Great Purge of Jeda”!!! Horikoshi really is referencing the Star Wars genocide where Palpatine secretly implanted code into the clone soldiers to force them to obey his will and kill their Jedi masters, while politically positioning the Jedi as criminals for failing to end the clone wars. That in turn enabled Darth Vader (Palpatine’s apprentice) to mass slaughter Jedi at their temple and go on to hunt down (almost) every surviving Jedi.

Spinner finally has power — both physical kaiju power and political power in the form of followers — but the trade off seems to be his mental capacity, which is tragic. Maybe he can be rewound??? Ooohh, or TomurAFO can remove whatever quirk AFO gave Spinner (if Erasure ever lets up or he can use the AFO quirk despite Erasure).

Shoji showing some real willpower of his own! I really want the official translation on this because Shoji saying the PLF’s actions have consequences sounds very similar to what Ochako told Toga.

Shoji finally takes off his mask and…I guess he’s “supposed” to have a shocking appearance, but I think he’s just as cute as the rest of the 1-A kids! So what if he has lots of teeth? Ectoplasm and Honenuki in 1-B also have exposed teeth, and IMO they look scarier than Shoji.

[aheckinmess]

(One-shot series 3/3 chapters posted - posted regularly on Saturdays. If anyone knows who to credit for the Hizashi fanart, please let me know!)

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Tags: Graphic violence, Hizashi Yamada x OC, Present Mic, Present Mic saves the day, Hizashi Yamada is a ray of sunshine, angst, hurt/comfort, smut, fluff, pro hero to the rescue, learning how to people again, no longer a puppet, wedding time

Word Count: 5,127 words

Summary: One year after breaking free of a horrible life, Ichijiku has made great strides in her mental health and trauma, as well as her relationship with Hizashi. As their impending wedding approaches, Ichijiku starts worrying about the possible roadblocks intimacy could create. One apathetic Aizawa lends his aide and advice.

Author's Note: I haven't posted fanfiction in years, but after a two-year obsession with My Hero Academia, I have more than enough content to share. This first series is pretty dark, but there's some comfort and sweetness along the way. Enjoy.

Content Warning: Smut included in this chapter.

Chapter 3: Harmonious Happenings

Ichijiku (Tigress)

"Are you ready to head home?"

"No. I need to walk around a little bit. I want to talk to you about something, but I'm not sure how to bring up the subject."

"Is this about physical intimacy with Hizashi?"

I look up at Shouta with shock and disbelief. I knew even before we became friends that he was good at reading Hizashi's mind, but damn! Is he sure erasure is his only quirk? Telepathy seems to come in at a close second. But I can't help it. Such a topic while walking down the street makes my cheeks turn pink. "Y-Yes. Am I that obvious?"

"That...was just a lucky guess." He admits with a drawl. "You've been acting a little off since he proposed to you. It's been, what, six months?" As if you're not keeping count, Logic Boi. He's your best friend.

"Yeah...the wedding will be coming up any day now." That's brought on a whole new wave of conflicted emotions. "I guess I'm just starting to get really anxious. I'm scared."

"About the preparations or about marrying Hizashi?"

"Well, a little of both. But mostly the marrying Zashi part." I admit, fidgeting with the ends of my sleeves in the autumn breeze. "This time last year I almost cut him out of my life entirely for similar reasons. But it's not the same. I'm scared because if he ends up like Kigai–"

"I'll personally wring his neck for you." Shouta finishes for me. "Hizashi is one of the most easy-going people I know. He won't take advantage of you like that. You've been with him long enough to know that. There's something else you're afraid of then, right?"

Damn Logic Boi.

"Right..." I sigh, wondering if this is a conversation I should be having with him and not my therapist. Ms. Sheila said having friends and confidants to talk to are just as important. "I'm worried that...I won't be able to be that intimate with him like he wants right away."

"Okay. Why does that worry you?"

"Because I," Warmth starts creeping into my neck. "Because I've...been able to tell that he gets excited...ahem and I've been privy to that too. So I'm scared that he'll think he's obligated to it once we're married."

"When he first wanted to kiss you, did he seem to think he was obligated to it?"

I blink up at him. "You know about that?"

"Ichi, Hizashi was bouncing off the walls before he went to that hibachi place with you. I'm surprised you got through the first three minutes without him confessing his love on the spot." It sounds so amusing with his dry delivery.

"Oh." Was I really that oblivious? Wow, guess you really are more stupider than I thought. You were still hypervigilant and afraid. It's only natural you'd have missed the signs. "Well...no, he didn't seem to think he was obligated to it, I don't guess."

"Then what makes you think he'd feel obligated to sex?" His tone isn't judgmental, just curious. I'm grateful for it.

"Well, it's different than a kiss, you know? I mean people kiss each other all the time. It's a lot easier to say no...or to stop if it gets too scary." My poor sleeves go through the wringer as I start rambling. A man passing by yells so loudly that I flinch. "B-But it's much harder with sex. If I think I'm okay to start but have to stop, I can't just tell him no in the middle like when we kiss."

"Why not?"

"Because then he'll be mad." I whimper. Eucalyptus tickles my nostrils and I grip my chest and the front of my shirt. "He'll be mad and then he'll hit me and leave me alone."

"Ichi, you're gripping your shirt. Take a deep breath." Shouta instructs.

"Shit. Not now. I'm sorry." I put my face in my hands and grip my hair. "I'm so sorry."

"Take a deep breath. You're safe. He's not here now and you're walking on the sidewalk with me. There's a fire hydrant coming up and a woman rocking her baby while she waits on the bench for a bus. The streets are chatty but not bustling and the wind is cold. Someone's selling fried rice because I can smell it from here. Breathe." He says, immersing me in my present surroundings like my therapist has advised me to do.

Rough sidewalk. Red fire hydrant. Baby crying. Screeching bus tires. Cold wind. Fried rice...with shrimp and broccoli. The visual and sensual cues help me the most. It helps ground me in the present. I inhale and I exhale and the eucalyptus starts to fade. Kigai's hand ghosts my shoulder but I focus on the white lines drawn on the crosswalk and a little girl's cheerful laugh as she swings her doll around. It was the guy yelling that sent me out of it. We're still in the present. Everything is okay. That's it, Little One. Good job.

"Thank you." I take one final breath and glance at him for a moment before I regroup and go back to my original conversation. "Anyway...it's just not the same, Shouta."

"Of course it's the same. You're allowed to tell him to stop at all times. Whether that's before or during the act." Shouta reassures me.

This is new information that makes me pause. You're being a little tease, aren't you? Telling me you want it and changing your mind? Bullshit! You're mine and you'll do exactly as I tell you! I nearly halt right in the middle of the sidewalk, but I power through, needing to have this conversation. I need to talk to someone and hopefully get some coping strategies before I have to pull through this with Zashi. Shouta's probably one of the best people to do that with. He knows him so well.

"Kigai...stopped caring about what I had to say the first time I tried to resist." I admit, tapping my teeth together in my mouth as I purposefully avoid eye contact.

"That's rape." Shouta's voice changes. He still sounds apathetic, but I've learned there are certain intonations where I can tell he's upset. This is one of those times. "Only a scumbag would do that."

"So if I decide to try but...we're in the middle...erm, doing stuff and I get uncomfortable...I can tell him to stop?" I rub my arms nervously, but not because I'm flustered about the subject now. It's because ghostly memories haunt the edge of my mind. "He won't...be angry with me?"

"Let me make this abundantly clear," Shouta begins as I unlock my door to my house and he helps me bring in my wedding finds. I have him set them on the counter while I close and lock the door. "Hizashi can be balls deep inside you and you're allowed to tell him to stop. Knowing Hizashi, who knows about your situation, he'll communicate with you how he needs to stop. If he needs to pull back entirely, if he just needs to wait for you to take a breath and continue, that sort of thing. Hizashi's not going to be angry at you for needing time to work through anything. You lived through hell for three years, Ichijiku. Both he and I and our other friends know that takes time to get over."

I can't help but laugh. Not only because it feels like a weight's been lifted from my shoulders, but also because I'd never expected to hear Shouta Aizawa say the words balls deep inside you to me of all people.

"That's encouraging to know. Thanks, Shouta."

"Of course. And if he ends up whining about it, I'll threaten to cut the circulation from his testicles and he won't have to worry about it at all."

. . . . .

Time flashes by until I'm adorned in a beautiful white dress with my hair twirled and curled in intricate fashion to frame my features. Anxieties ripple through my skin until I see Hizashi standing at the end of the aisle. My heart grows and swells inside my chest until I make it to his side, glowing with joy that he looks so awed and proud as I step up beside him. I give Shouta and Oboro a wave. Nemuri winks at me when I turn back to that side.

And then everything rushes by in a blur. We repeat our vows to the ordained and God, exchange a kiss that makes me dizzy, and then suddenly my last name is Yamada. The after party flurries by because I'd asked for a smaller ceremony, to which Hizashi thankfully obliged.

It's when we start getting closer to our honeymoon destination that I start getting nervous. Just breathe, Cub, remember what Shouta said. He won't do anything you're not ready for. That's the problem. I want to be ready for that. I have a high libido. I'm more than ready physically...but...I'm not at the same time. It frustrates me. Why wouldn't it frustrate him? Everything is going to be okay. When we finally make it to the beach house, Hizashi fully picks me up bridal style to walk me through the threshold. "I heard this was a tradition, so I thought I'd treat you." He laughs, setting me down once we get inside. He looks around. "Damn. This place is nice!"

He's not wrong. I look around and instantly feel the comfort of being in a large space to call my own for the next two weeks. "Oh, look!" There's a little basket setting on the coffee table in the living space. When I pad over to look at it, I flush with a nervous chuckle. "Eeps. It's from Nemuri." I can already see the pink thong sticking out in a folded flower and quickly walk in the other direction. "Y-You can look at that. I'm going to go try and get out of this dress."

"Would you like some help? Can you reach the zipper?" He asks as he also forgoes the gift offering for now.

I swallow, take a deep breath, and nod. "Yes, please." As much as I'm scared of what might come next, I can't get my dress off alone.

We make our way to the room we'll be staying in. My anxiety heightens as I'm innately aware of how close Hizashi is. I pull him into the master bathroom so I can start working on getting all of the pins out of my hair while watching him as he works the zipper.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asks me once he's got the dress hanging open for me to step out. I notice he's looking me over from the back, but he doesn't touch me. "Your breathing is off."

"I'm a little nervous." I don't feel the need to elaborate.

I wring my fingers and twist my newly acquired ring as I look down at it. Then I step out of my dress and start looking for my overnight bag full of clothes.

"Nervous?" Hizashi asks before his eyes widen and he seems to understand. "Oh! Oh. Hey, you don't have to be nervous, lovebug." He crosses over to me as I rifle through my bag and kisses my cheek, but doesn't even move to hug me while I'm half naked in front of him. "I won't do anything you don't want to. You excite me, sure, but tonight doesn't have to be about anything sexual if you don't want it to be." He chuckles to lighten the atmosphere. "Just don't mind me if my body responds. I'm a big boy, I'll be able to handle it even if I can't help what my body does."

I start pulling on some lounge clothes, exhausted from the long social day. When I turn to him, I carefully plant myself against his chest.

"That's...that's the problem. I want...I want you. I'm just scared of wanting you, because I'm scared of how I'll respond. I'm scared I'll disappoint you. I'm scared you'll be mad and it'll ruin everything." I swallow thickly.

He's quiet for a moment, which means a lot coming from Hizashi because he's usually so vocal. It makes me feel good to know he's really thinking this over and choosing his words carefully for me. His hands rub my back and I feel him plant a kiss on the top of my head. Safe. He's safe.

"Well, let's talk about how you want to address it then." He holds my chin delicately to make me look up at him. "Is it something you'd like to try tonight? Or something you want to try sometime this week? Or even further down the line?" He pauses before adding. "Before you answer, know that any of your answers are acceptable, lovebug. I'm willing to work with you. I know it's hard for you."

My eyes get glassy. How is he so wonderful? I have to push forward again to hug him tight, sniffling as I'm overwhelmed with affection that over three years ago I thought didn't exist - or if it did, I thought I'd never get to have it.

"I want..." I take a deep breath and gauge the swirling emotions in my gut. "I want to try...tonight...and throughout the week?" I pause again. "I don't want...to let Kigai influence how I react to you because I know you're not him." I squeeze him in my arms and am rewarded with a squeeze back. "But I don't know...how...to try it. I don't know what I'll be comfortable with or if I'll freak out. And that scares me."

"Hmm," He hugs me for a moment as he thinks. "Why don't we start with baby steps, lovebug? Would you like to try a shower together? That way you can just get used to me in your general vicinity without making any moves on you? Or do you need a smaller step than that?"

I think it over. That should be fine to start...knowing if I can handle him naked in my proximity...that would be good to know to begin with. And if you can't, just tell him that. He'll slow down for you. He's already made that pretty clear. Right...right. "I think we can try that." I agree, before pulling back and fidgeting with my pajama sleeves.

"Alright, well...how do you want to start this, then?" He asks, before he leans over to start the shower. "I guess to start with I'll let you choose the water temperature."

"Thanks." I focus heavily on my breathing for the next few moments, reaching in and adjusting the nozzles until I'm ready to turn on the shower. When that's done, I take a deep breath. "Okay...okay." Ms. Sheila said a good tip was to relax and start with what I'm comfortable with. "Can I have a kiss?"

Hizashi finally breaks into a smile and leans down to close the distance and set his hands on my hips to pull me closer. I'm used to this by now, it feels safe and familiar. I tug at his lip and run my hands along his chest over his shirt. As I feel more comfortable, I tentatively move my fingers under his shirt to do the same thing, just against his skin.

We're okay. We've done some of this before. I'm safe. This is Zashi. I move my fingers up his chest and around his neck. helping him wiggle out of his shirt. When I pull back for air, I'm rewarded with a delectably handsome sight that fills me full of longing...and fear.

I have to remember to breathe as I drink him in. Even though it's just his top half, I can already feel my tummy flipping and warmth make my body tingle. My fingers tremble when I rub my fingers over his abs.

"Are you okay?" He asks me through heavy breaths. "Do you need a minute or can I take off the rest?"

I squeak and hide behind my hands for a moment. It's okay. He's okay. He's safe. Breathe.

"Y-Yeah. If...if I need you to stop, I'll tell you." I promise.

I'm both fully and not at all prepared for when he pulls down the rest of his clothes. My breath gets shaky, but not for reasons I thought it'd be. My body is flooded with desire and eagerness. A soft sound escapes me when his cock starts to harden. Glory, glory what a hell of a way to die, indeed. I want it. You're mine, slut. Shut your fucking mouth, fiend. I tense involuntarily for a moment.

Hizashi clears his throat and asks, "Do you want me to watch you undress too? Or would you rather I hop in the shower first and wait for you?"

"Can, um," I hold my shoulder shyly and flush darkly. "Can you hop in first?"

He kisses my cheek. "Of course." And then he takes off his glasses and disappears behind the curtain.

It takes me a few moments to re-coordinate my mind and breathe, but when I do, I feel comfortable enough to strip down and ready myself. It's going to be fine. It's going to be okay. He won't hurt you, Cub. He's safe. And then I step into the shower.

As promised, Hizashi keeps his distance. He doesn't even look at me for a while as he just lets the water run over him. When he finally does catch my eyes, I don't miss how his eyes widen. He makes a little grunt and his cock twitches again, but to his credit he restrains himself.

"Didn't know it was possible for you to look even more gorgeous without clothes, but here we are." He teases with a wink, before going back to getting cleaned off.

His comment simultaneously fuels my lust and allays my fears. He...he didn't just grab me and have his way. He's being very careful and sweet and...god, it's hot. I manage to make it through the entirety of the shower without feeling too uncomfortable or having a panic attack. The closest I get to panic is when he asks about a scar on my back where Kigai threw a book at me. Somehow, though, I manage to get through an explanation without crying.

When we hop out and dry off, my emotions begin growing more intense. There's a wet place between my legs that I simply can't dry off. We get dry and I stand up on my toes to pull him into a fiery kiss that draws a moan from deep inside. God, that feels better than I ever expected.

His response is eager but hesitant. He doesn't fully touch me until I guide his hands to my bare hips. His arousal presses against my belly in a mutual desire as I move my arms back around his neck and grip him tight. All of the hot and heavy needs rolling around my body have me seeing stars. I pull back with heavy pants and press my forehead against his to look at him hungrily.

"W-Why don't...we move this to the bed?" My neck heats up as I ask.

"Are you sure?" Worry flickers in his eyes.

"I'm sure. I'll tell you if I'm not."

"Then, may I carry you?" He asks first, hands hovering until I nod. Only then does he pick me up with a flourish and carry me over to the bed. He gently lays me across the pillows. "How do you want me?"

Not Kigai. Not Kigai. Not Kigai. I remind myself as he looks down at me so softly. I rub his arms and pull at him to urge him further down. Okay. It's fine. This feels good. He feels warm. "Kiss me more?" I request.

"Happily." He obliges, tasting like spearmint gum and wedding cake.

We make out like this for at least five minutes, though it feels like an eternity of blissful intimacy. I can feel Hizashi get harder the longer we go, and I could swear I've accumulated a little puddle between my thighs by now. So I brave the waters and skim my fingers along his sides, up his arms, and guide him to squeeze a breast.

The jolt of excitement I feel draws a moan from me. The surprise I feel is so palpable my eyes flash open and I grip his hair to pull him closer. I like that. I'm not scared of him. I want more. This is nothing like it was with Kigai. Good job, Little One. But be mindful; don't let your guard down. I heed the tiger's voice. As much as I want to go feral and pick up the pace, I want to be cautious. I've learned through therapy and non-sexual experiences that even when it starts out easy, sometimes my trauma hits me out of nowhere.

Thankfully, Hizashi's gentle hands help keep me in a right frame of mind. He squeezes my breasts again before pulling back for a moment, rubbing his thumb slowly over my nipples.

"Is this okay, lovebug?"

"Yes." I purr, arching up into his hands eagerly. "I like that a lot."

"Tell me if it becomes too much." He reminds me, before he kisses the little valley between both breasts. "Is that okay?"

"Mhmm..." I massage the hand massaging me. "You can use your mouth, I think. It should be okay."

Even though I assure him, he still moves slowly as he puts his tongue to work. He starts on the least sensitive spot on the soft flesh outside of my boob and slowly works back in to my nipple, asking before he moves in each time. Once he seems to think I've been properly doted upon up there, he pulls back with that familiar worried glaze in his eyes.

"You think you'll be okay if I work my way down? I don't want to rush you."

I gauge my emotions and arousal. My heart's haywire, but not from fear. I'm pretty sure I'll orgasm if he plays his cards right (something Kigai never managed despite touting his conquest of me anytime he could).

"I think it'll be okay. But can you keep moving slowly?" I plead, looking up at him with all the fondness and vulnerability I can muster.

"Of course. I never want to hurt you." He kisses me sweetly, moves up to press another kiss on my forehead, and then moves his hand to rub over my belly while he move his head down so our tongues can dance again.

Soon, his fingers find their mark.

"Fuck, you're soaked." His cock twitches against my thigh as I flush and hide my face behind my hands. His soothing voice lilts into my ear to comfort me. "Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm glad I make you feel so good. Can I move my fingers?"

"Mhmm..." Even though I don't really say words, my voice still quivers. Not Kigai! I take a few deep breaths to drive my orgasm away so I can talk better."Just...start with my clit a little bit. Don't go straight in yet. I-I need a little more work-up so it'll feel better."

"You got it, lovebug."

His fingers play me like an instrument. And I've learned by now just how good he is at playing any instrument he gets his hands on. He plucks and presses my buttons experimentally until I'm singing out his composition. His finger rings around my clit as he bites my neck. The flurry of pleasure rushing down between my legs surprises me. I didn't think I'd like biting, but color me hot and bothered!

"Zashi!" I yelp out as my back comes off the bed. Endorphins rush through my body as I nearly cum right then. "A-Almost. So close." I pant, trembling under his hands.

"Good, lovebug. Do you want me to rub your clit some more or cum on my fingers?"

I squeak in embarrassment and I give him a half-lidded smile. "I want to feel your fingers...to see if it's going to be okay."

"I'll go slowly. Tell me if you're uncomfortable at any point." He coos, before a finger caresses my entrance. We watch each other as my orgasm builds and he seeks to please me without hurting me.

"I'm going to two now..." He breathes, eyes dilated and hungry as he pushes in another digit and I moan.

My fingers grip his hair and the sheets. So close. Almost there. Please. He keeps the pace slow until I beg him to move a little faster, unable to wait any longer. Almost as soon as he picks up the pace, I'm driven over the edge.

Only right before I cry out his name, I stop. If Kigai knows I'm feeling this good...he'll get jealous. Instinctively, I find my head lulling back as I stare blankly at the ceiling even as sweet bliss floods my senses. You know how good I made you feel, little whore? And you're giving HIM your orgasm?! STOP! You only brought my cub sorrow, bastard. At least Hizashi knows how to please her before himself, you selfish fuckboy.

"Ichan?" Hizashi notices the change instantly and pulls back completely. He turns on his side and covers his bottom half under the covers as he looks at me. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Was that too much? I should have–" But he never finishes.

A sob bursts out of my chest. I cover my face with my hands as the aftershocks of my orgasm bleed into the discordant notes of trauma wracking my body. I want to focus on the pleasure but only pain drips down my cheeks.

"He never made me orgasm." I blubber out, whimpers trickling out of my throat. "I-It felt...like I was going to get in trouble because that was the first time...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry."

"Hey, shh..." He rubs my shoulder and kisses my cheek. "I'm here. No one's going to hurt you. You're allowed to feel good, lovebug. I'm glad I could make you feel good."

I sniffle as I turn over each of his words, breathing through each of them.

"You're not upset...that you didn't orgasm first...?" I ask fearfully.

"Ichan, if I had my way, I'd make you orgasm until my name was the only thing you could say. It's my pleasure to make you feel good. If I orgasm, that's an icing on the cake, but your happiness will always come first for me." He places his hand at my cheek as he looks at me in earnest.

In a tentative attempt at shouldering past the trauma Kigai left and recapturing the mood, I wrap my arms around his neck and tug at his lip with my teeth.

"Thank you." The sentiment hangs in the air like a comforting shroud for a few moments as we just hold each other. I stare up into the tender yellow of his eyes until I think I'm ready to continue. "I'm ready to try more...if you are?"

"I'm ready only if you're sure you're okay." He kisses my forehead again and combs his fingers through my hair. "How do you want me?"

Kigai's voice still tickles my ears as I think about my next request, but I grit my teeth, take a deep breath, and surge forward. You're mine, whore. You don't get to tell me that I'm yours anymore. Because I'm not! "Can...can you kiss me a little more and then...maybe try...going inside?"

It's a big step. I know it's a big step. But my stubborn determination and Shouta's reassurance ringing in my head that Hizashi will stop anytime I ask him makes the decision. Besides, I've always been driven by my emotions. And right now I'm high on feel-good hormones.

"Are you sure, lovebug? I can move slower if you need me to." Even as he says it, I can tell from his expression that he's eager. And who could blame him? I feel the same.

"I'm sure. I'll tell you if it's too much." I promise.

He doesn't go in right away, even after I reassure him. He's good to me and smatters kisses all over every inch of skin he finds while his fingers work me up again. I close my eyes and allow myself to feel good for once. This...this is what intimacy is supposed to feel like.

"I'm going to move in, lovebug." His voice is strained and I feel his hand on my cheek.

I open my eyes and give him a flushed grin. "Okay, Zashi. I'm okay."

As he moves in, I go from okay to good to great to exquisite. It takes some time - he's still very hesitant - but by the time he's fully buried himself inside me, my thoughts are a mixture of electricity and heady clouds. I start realizing why people call it cloud nine.

"Shit..." He breathes in my ear, sending a pleasant tremor straight down my shoulders and spine. He tries to move away from me but I hold him closer. "You okay?"

"Can you...talk in my ear some more...?" I squeak out, my hips already moving to try and get some friction. We've learned auditory cues are a big trigger for me. I wonder if having some positive auditory cues will help me relax? It's worth a shot. But be on your guard.

I can hear him smirk before he chuckles and gets in close again.

"Like this?" He purrs softly, sending my eyes rolling in my head. "Do you want me to tell you how much I love you? How sweet and loveable you are? How gorgeous?" With each word, he washes away my inhibitions and I feel my muscles relaxing. "I'm going to move now, lovebug. You still okay?"

"Yes." I groan, craning my neck over to indulge in a hot kiss.

I pull back and start trailing my fingers around the shells of his ears resulting in a response that makes me feel good inside. I feel his hips spasm and the high-pitched whine he unleashes in my ear has my body shuddering against him.

"So good...touch me more." His pace grows, and so does my need. "Make me feel good with those delicate fingers. Let me make you feel good, too."

"Zashiiiii..." I whine, moving up to lick his ear to see if that makes him feel good too. I'm not disappointed with the sounds he makes. "You feel good...it doesn't hurt...I love you so much." I whimper as he moves faster and harder.

When we're both at our limit and our orgasm begins to clash together in perfect harmony, Kigai's voice tries to interrupt again. No! You're not in control of me anymore. She's not your puppet!

So when we finally break together? Hizashi's name is the only one in my mind and on my lips.

[princess-of-the-corner]

True. I think the only person I could see him honestly offering the Regen Quirk to (for a limited time, so they can heal) who would accept, would be Aizawa. Like, just for the eye, ya know? Or at least who'd honestly think about it. I mean, yeah, Monoma can borrow it, but unless there's a way for Aizawa to permanently give someone Erasure . . . (Meanwhile, I see him offering it to Mirko, & her being "unless I'm bleeding out, no, & maybe not even then")

Yeah I think Aizawa might be the only one who'd take it and/or who Izuku would really think to give it to? Like?

Izuku has a very complicated understanding of Quirks and how they relate to a person and he's really come to realize that Quirks aren't just a tool or a power someone has, it's a part of them. And to be unable to use their Quirk is devastating to the physical and mental health

Losing a limb fucking sucks of course, but you can get by without it. Losing your Quirk, whether literally or metaphorically, is losing a part of yourself.

[violetlunette]

Do you still like Erasermic? Is there anything you dislike about this ship?

Oh, I still adore Erasermic! I love the dynamic in canon when they’re together, and I think there’s a lot of potential and fun fanon-wise.

Notes: *Very slight Shinsou critical and Eri Critical (very slight) *A bit lengthy *All opinion based

Erasermic is my favorite pairing of BNHA (with Erasernight as a close second). I love how on the surface they’re opposites but when you look at them they have a lot in common;

They both value their loved ones more than anything and are protective of them, are more intelligent than others give them credit for, and both like cats. They are both passive (Mic more than Aizawa, as the latter will take the lead if placed in a position where he has to), and both wear black. (They also have similar smiles.)

While not often seen, the two share respect and admiration for one another. Mic admires Aizawa’s underdog tendencies and how he overcomes his weaknesses. Mic, on other hand, is the only Aizawa actively reaches out to for help, such as watching over his kids at the hospital and getting the doctor to help Oboro. (He also has a fair knowledge of Hizashi’s skills.) And the opposite traits are a good contrast like how gold stands out against black and vice versa which can be fun for conflict and whatnot.

What I don’t like? Well, petty things out of the way first;

I don’t like how, in fanon, Shinsou and Eri are always the Erasemic kids. In fact, I hate it. Shinsou is too much like Aizawa to be interesting, and I just don’t like him personality-wise. Eri is a character that I don’t like for meta reasons (she just has too many writing tropes that I hate). And on top of that, there's nothing character-wise to build on. I can buy Aizawa as an uncle to Eri, but that’s it. (Plus, big brother Mirio is superior and one of the few good things that came of the Overhaul Arc.)

The reason I like the Class 1-A kids as the Erasermic children (with a few exceptions) is they all have their own personalities and can offer far more interesting interactions with both parties. (Again, in my opinion. This is clearly a matter of different tastes.)

I also dislike how fanon seems to play up Hizashi as being a pure-hearted beam of sunshine, who is always happy and just a saint. Don’t get me wrong Mic has a good heart and is caring toward others but he’s not a saint. He plays favorites, he’s petty at times, he holds grudges, he gets bitter, and he’s willing to kill to protect the ones he loves.

And while we’re on the subject, Aizawa isn’t a saint either. Again, he has a good heart, but he’s more than willing to torture someone and—in his own words-- “deal with things quietly.” Don’t get me wrong, those things are a last resort but they are willing to do what they have to.

I also dislike it when they overpower Mic. Yes, he has a powerful quirk and can throw a mean punch, but in hand-to-hand combat, Aizawa can take him. (Also, fanfic writers screw this up, but Mic’s quirk is VOICE. This means that it’s always active, so when Aizawa uses erasure it MUTES him. It doesn't turn the volume down or force him to talk normally. A minor annoyance, but still.)

But I’m getting way off topic.

The major problem I have with the pair is that’s in canon is that Mic has to do all the legwork in their relationship. Mic is the one always reaching out, offering comfort, offering support that’s physical, emotional, and mental. Yet on the few occasions, he reaches out and wants the same support, he’s shot down. And don’t misunderstand, I’m not saying that Aizawa is a bad friend and I get why he tends to shoot Mic down at times. Mic can take care of himself most of the time, and the times he reaches out are times when Aizawa isn’t able to deal with his own pain, so he’s not able to offer the comfort Hizashi needs. I just wish we got to see more of Aizawa reaching out and being a friend to Hizashi, showing he cares. Right now we get snippets that he appreciates him, but even then Mic is lumped in with Oboro.

When he thinks about what he wants to protect he thinks of a young Hizashi with Oboro. Then the one time he reaches out to Mic he turns it to saving Oboro. Then later, when Aizawa’s talking to Mic and requests that Mic help Koda and Shoji, he’s also requesting he protect Oboro as well.

And I get it with all three, I do;

In the first scene, he’s thinking back to the time he was happiest and in the second, they had just come back from seeing Kurogiri and were talking about the hospital raid (and he makes sure to say that if Mic goes, he’ll go too). And with the third, again, it was the situation.

However, what I want is to see Aizawa caring about Mic and Mic alone, like we see Mic caring about Aizawa. Right now, he seems to be lumped with Oboro in Aizawa’s mind.

And again, Mic does more for Aizawa than the latter does for him. Seriously, if you think about it the scale is very unbalanced.

So, to sum it up;

Fanon things I don’t like about Erasermic:

*Shinsou and Eri as their kids (they don’t appeal to me as characters, and the interactions they, in canon or can have potentially, are meh with both.)

*Hizashi and Aizawa are too out of character or too saintified (or bastardized in some cases)

“Canon” things I don’t like about Erasermic:

*Mic does all the lifting in the relationship

*At times it looks like Aizawa is always mentally lumping Hizashi with Oboro. (Very minor and overthinking.)

[decarbry]

does AFO communicate with yabureme directly at all?? How’s their relationship?

There is no direct mental communication like with Shigaraki. But if Shigaraki is the prince you have to treat as the king, AFO is the ACTUAL king. In technical terms there’s a lot less forgiveness in disobeying AFO vs disobeying Shigaraki and they made sure to address that in the programming. It’s the difference between thinking that he’s choosing to follow an order (like with Shigaraki) and absolute control with your voice. Picture Drago’s Alpha controlling Toothless in HTTYD2. No thought, just obey. No chance of logic coming into it.

THAT BEING SAID, Yabureme’s personal opinion of AFO is very positive. All the memories he has of him involve what he saw as kindness and care (read: masterful manipulation). AFO was present for much of his development and Yabureme’s warped memory read AFO’s pride as pride in him rather than pride in AFO himself. It’s an almost parent-child relationship. When the quirks were taking hold there was an incident where innumerable eyes opened all over Yabureme’s body; thankfully it was only the doctor in the room at the time and Erasure only had a hold for about five seconds before they closed on their own, but after that the doctor insisted and AFO stopped showing up in the nomu’s blurry pink-water memories until after he was removed from the capsule and he had control over his quirks.

Tangentially related, he also has a very positive opinion of Garaki and the laboratories. Since he doesn’t have any regeneration quirks Kurogiri has to take him to the doctor anytime he needs actual help with bad injuries and he associates those times with care and painlessnees. Especially compared to his time around the league, which tends to not be as positive. Plus, he has nostalgia for the development capsule he was in for the warmth and quiet and safety it provided, like a literal womb. Yabureme had an unexpectedly peaceful “birth” and he credits both Garaki and AFO for it.

[agentreaper180]

Nanomachine - (Quirk)

Nanomachine/Nanites - Transformation Quirk (Remains subject to change)

The user is capable of transforming their biological cells into nanomachines, and is capable of influencing them to the users will. They are capable of creating a wide range of contraptions, however for the most part, they must remain attached to the users body. In addition, the quirk comes with a special organ, located near the liver, who's sole purpose is to produce modified STEM cells.

The influence runs similar to a neural network, where they must make a conscious effort to imagine what they want the nanites to create. This is another reason the nanites must remain affixed to the users body. However, the nanites are still capable of functioning for a short time after disconnection, they merely repeat the last action they received for the duration. Once the nanomachines deactivate, they take on a form similar to a weakened version of steel, however after a few days they will start rotting similar to regular, dead cells.

The user must thoroughly understand the technology being created. For instance, if they wish to create a plasma cannon, they must understand how it works and it's components in order for the nanites to produce it.

The nanomachines are capable of different functions as well, most notably their ability to produce plasma jets, allowing the user boosts of speed and damage.

The special organ, called the Marrow, is incredibly helpful, allowing the quirk user to create objects larger than the maximum amount of their cells, as well as quickly regenerating any lost nanites. However, the organ itself has a weakness, as it never stops production. If the amount is too high, it may cause medical issues, and if it's too low then the quirk may not work correctly. The number of cells can be regulated through a form of defecation (Gathering an amount of nanites in a specific area, then simply cutting that area off)

Converting cells to nanomachines puts drain the user’s energy, and the nanites themselves drain approximately 1.5x the amount of energy, meaning that it’s tougher to run with cells converted to nanomachines than it is to run normally. Transforming into regular cells is also an expenditure of energy, and if the user doesn't have enough, the excess nanites will simply slough off, leaving the user with nasty scars and skinned areas.

In addition to the energy increase, the nanites also feature two other notably weaknesses: They are vulnerably to electric and EMP-style attacks, which may short circuit the nanites, and they rely heavily on the users mental state, requiring focus to create complex devices such as plasma cannons.

Furthermore, if the quirk is forced to end (Such as through Erasure), and if the user has anything outside of a human shape, then the nanites can have a disastrous result, turning any appendages into random masses of flesh, blood veins, and bone.

Awakening

If the user awakens using this quirk, then the requirement of remaining attached is no longer relevant. The user now has a psychic-like connection to each and every one of their nanites, capable of transforming their entire body into a cloud.

Their nanites are even capable of directly producing more by "eating" material, duplicating at a lessened energy cost.

Despite this, the quirk does have limitations. At first, it feels incredibly strange to be any other shape than human, and the nanites can be initially harder to control. However, with training, this can be surpassed.

The basic senses would be muted unless the user creates some form of sensory input, outside of a basic sense of location and temperature. (For instance, as a nanite cloud, they cannot see. If they form the nanites into a camera, however, the sense is restored. Even without the camera, they would be able to tell the nanites current general location, and if it's cold or hot)

An incredible strength that can be unlocked through extensive training and risk is a degree of self-biomancy. The user would be capable of altering their own cells through transforming them back and forth between nanites, possibly creating new life or significantly altering their appearance.

[roaring-nova]

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I'm a fanfiction writer, with a small amount of identities. One being - https://archiveofourown.org/users/FlyingSoup

Im currently reading this- Ill-Gotten Gains (264252 words) by ghostmaybite Chapters: 43/? Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi, (eventually), Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakugou Katsuki, Kurogiri (My Hero Academia), Shinsou Hitoshi, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Sensei | All For One Additional Tags: Sensei | All For One is Midoriya Hisashi, Midoriya Izuku Has a Quirk, Midoriya Izuku Has All for One Quirk, Midoriya Izuku & Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko Are Siblings, (of a sort), Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Parental Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Minor Character Death, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Canon-Typical Violence, POV Multiple, Family Feels, Self-Worth Issues, Mental Health Issues, Healing, Slow Build, AKA the trolley problem fic Summary: When his father and Tomura start planning the USJ attack, Izuku makes a plan of his own. It’s simple, only four steps: 1. Steal Eraserhead’s quirk 2. Use it to kill All for One 3. Give Erasure back, hopefully 4. Go to jail, probably He’s prepared for the plan to fail at any time, but surprisingly, it’s not until step 4 that things fall through.

[quirkwizard]

Erasure + Fat Absorption?

The Grumpy Dad and Fun Uncle.

New Quirk Name: Stuffed

This Transformation type Quirk alters the user's fat reserves, causing them to become larger and prevent the health issues that come up with it. The user's fat reverses have a special effect on Quirks, causing them to cancel them out on contact with their body. This applies to both direct and indirect methods of attack, such as keeping "Overhaul" from taking apart their body or causing the spikes sent out by "Overhaul" to fall apart on contact with them. The user can even apply this when in contact with others, preventing them from activating their abilities as long as the user stays in contact with them. The user can choose not to activate this power, such as by letting them receive the positive benefit of an ally's Quirk while still protecting themselves from another power. This gives the user a good mix of defense and support, keeping them safe from the effects of Quirks. If nothing else, the user can act as a massive meat shield. Though the Quirk does rapidly burn through the user's fat reserves to fuel it, requiring the user to stock up and potentially letting opponents burn out the user. The user cannot protect themselves from mental affects, such as "Sloshed", and cannot protect them from regular physical affects, like someone punching them.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

shirakumo for equal opportunity asshole? to finish the rooftop gang

This is a tricky one but: Aizawa becomes a Nomu instead, and Shirakumo has come to believe only physical Quirks work for heroes. He's completely convinced any mental Quirks or erasure Quirks are completely useless, look at how his friend died? So we have a hero who refuses to consider people who don't have a physical Quirk they can use in combat as heroes.

I don't think he'd be a homeroom teacher here, instead let's have Midnight be teaching 1A. Oboro instead teachers art, and his views are known. You get the 'ignore him he's never got over the death of his friend' comments from people, but for some? It's hard not to hear that voice over and over again saying they can't be a hero.

Shinsou wouldn't have anyone training him. He'd grow bitter. Kouda hears Shirakumo wondering how he can be a hero with just talking to animals and wilts.

It's like the Present Mic post: Shirakumo is toxic but it's all framed in a way that doesn't seem like it. Until someone snaps and calls him out.

[pocketramblr]

So in the new au is eraser dead or did he just get his quirk stolen? Is he a quirkless hero? And was the erasing quirk in place of the disintegration or a new quirk he got later after becoming obsessed with eraser?

So I think the timeline is going to go like this:

Garvey is an AfO experiment to see if it can steal quirks and bring them to him, absorbing them. But it didn't exactly work- it could absorb some powers, but not take them, or it could sever the quirk from the person, like the bullets in eject aspect

Erasure is severed from Aizawa in the fight, though the quirk vestige does manage to help take down Garvey while Aizawa is stunned from having his quirk ripped out and Shirakumo is covering for him. Both boys make it out alive, but Erasure leaves, trying to track down where Garvey came from

As a disembodied quirk vestige, Erasure can choose to be visible or not, and ends up stalking AfO trying to find answers- all of its memories are fuzzy and confusing before it was ejected. Eventually, it follows AfO as he runs into a young boy and walks him home, slipping a quirk in as he does. Erasure knows this is bad, and waits. This was indeed very bad, and when Tenko activates Decay, Erasure appears to try and help him. Tenko freaks out more. Erasure, desperate, manages to merge with Tenko, giving him now both Erasure and Decay, which at least lets him control the danger, kinda. Except now Erasure can only been seen by Tenko, so it barely manages to herd the kid into running away and trusting it.

Meanwhile no, Aizawa did not become a hero. He does have cats though, and Shirakumo. So like he probably isn't in any worse a mental state than his canon counterpart, low bar though that is.

[lethxia]

thinking about aizawa's quirk. theories about his quirk are all so good because there always was a possibility that erasure could've been in the hands of afo and garaki and that it could've very well also been modified into something more... deadly. if erasure targets the quirk gene and shuts it off, whos to say it couldn't be changed to kill people with one look? if erasure was a mental-based quirk that switches off people's control over their quirk, what else could it switch off? free will? self preservation?

[anti-katsuki-lounge]

What do you think would be the opposite of One for All? Not in terms of how it's passed down since that's All for One, I mean physically. Would it be reflexes or mentality since, One for All is more about physical aspects of things like strength and other stuff. I'm thinking about doing this, "What if One for All wasn't the only quirk that was passed down and what if it's opposite in ways One for All can't be."

Well the thing about OFA is that it’s a quirk with “limitless potential”. I put it in quotes because people seem to not understand what that means. OFA is a quirk that is constantly growing, changing, and evolving. However, it’s a quirk that grows with time. It doesn’t grant the user unlimited power, it’s a quirk that constantly grows. Each user has a limit. All Might had his, and Izuku has his. But sometimes that limit can be breached, and if it never is, the next user will have a higher ceiling cap as their limit.

In terms of what would be the opposite of that, that’s tough. OFA serves as a universal power up that enhances many aspects of a person. If a user has an intelligence enhancing quirk, it would allow it to grow even more. Thing is that all the quirks (except smokescreen) that OFA gives Izuku are quirks that enhance the user physically. If I had to pick something that would be the opposite of that, I’d say a quirk that saps away any potential a person has could work. Maybe something line Erasure, except that instead of needing to make eye contact, the user creates an invisible dome which makes quirks targeting the user ineffective.

[eraseur-a]

i think often about all the time that aizawa would have spent alone in that hospital room after the plw. he had so much to reflect on and i think he spent a lot of his time doing just that. reflecting on the battle, on his actions, on the future. this was also the first moment of rest he has had in so long. sure a lot of it was disturbed by his emotions and the stress of everything but this was the first time in actually forever that he was forced to stop. i think he spent many moments alone crying, but in a often in a cathartic way. finally resting and rehabilitating meant he could begin to process his emotions, too. and relative isolation made him feel like he could truly be vulnerable. but also, that isolation and intensity of emotion can be stifling, and he often had to mentally drag himself out of potential spirals.

as soon as he realized he lost an eye, he knew that erasure was done for. it's a quirk dependent on the use of his eyes, which had already suffered damage.

was cutting off his leg necessary if erasure was going to be debilitated anyway? it didn't take long for him to come up with the idea for monoma to use his quirk, but he feels like maybe more of a liability. his quirk is still present, so it can still be stolen. he just has to trust his team to not allow that to get to that point. at least this way he can be still be at least somewhat useful still

after that speech from deku about how important he is and how needed he is, while life-changingly inspirational and loving (it made him feel loved as a person and not just a useful tool because of his quirk. logically and quietly he's known that he is appreciated for all the other aspects of himself, but hearing that on the battlefield and from his student was life-changing), once he's in the hospital i think he would actually feel... guilty isn't quite the right word. afraid, maybe. because if he is such a cornerstone of their lives and he is now removed from them, he doesn't want them to be destabilized.

however, i hc that he has this haunting latent understanding of the suddenness of death and that one of his motivations for pushing his class so hard and remaining detached from them is knowing that in a sudden moment he could be dead. they have to be able to hold their own without him and not be devastated by his loss.

[aidendh]

Incarnate Ideas p1

RAU = Incarnate from birth

REAU = My heroes reborn

Haikyuu! RAU Tsukishima

My persona / Aiden

Pink eyes, stubborn, loves his brother

Kei Tsukishima

Akiteru Tsukishima(brother)

Talks brother into cheering team on together

'Short Cut' unconscious teleportation

Bnha REAU Sero

Error / Erratum

mentally unstable, magic, refuses to take part in fights unless life or death, possessive over friends,hates being touched, loves chocolate

Bnha REAU Kaminari

Clef RWBY oc

Bnha REAU Kaminari

Meliodis /, SDS

Bnha REAU Kaminari

Mentei Fuantaru / Asylum Monoma AU

Bnha RAU Shoto Todoroki

Ban /, Sds

Bnha REAU Mashirao Ojiro

Chujitsu Tsubasa / EWP AU

Bnha REAU Katsuki Bakugo

Katsuki Bakugo / EWP AU

Bnha REAU Shoto Todoroki

Unstable! RAU! Dabi/Toya

Bnha REAU Hanta Sero

Peter Parker / Spider Man

Bnha REAU Neito Monoma

Discord /(camp) mlp

Bnha RAU Neito Monoma

Often predicts things

Knows a lot

Suspected of traitor but not

Sometimes booted from lunch table

Mutuals with Hitoshi as ↑ lunch buddies

BSD RAU Kenji Miyazawa

Brown tuft?

Takes life or death seriously (dasi won't suicide talk around him again)

BSD RAU Junichiro Tanizaki

BSD RAU Chuya Nakahara

Dasi knows he's an incarnate but neither have said it out loud

When Dasi leaves the Port Mafia, Chuya joins him

Often teased for being girly

Gay bean

BSD/Bnha RAU! Junichiro → Midoriya

Memory vauge until 5

Late bloomer; Light Snow

Protective of mother

BSD! REAU Shoto Todoroki

Osamu Dazai (burned to death)(out of control suicide)

Ability doesn't work on Quirks, but on stuff like

BSD! RAU! REAU! Toshinori Yagi

RAU! Fyodor Dostoevsky

Won't attack those he sees as his children

REAU Todoroki/Clawacorn

went through the stages alone and was absent for 2 days, keeps fighting style but needs to unlock Todoroki soul magic and ask Momo for 2 sword

REAU Todoroki/Nastu

went through the stages with fuyomi and was absent for 2 days, stuck with previous life persona as dominant, still can stomouch fire

REAU Sero/Sans

REAU Bakugo/Chara(misunderstood)

REAU Kaminari/Kirito

REAU Kirishima/Killer Mage

Enjoys causing pain, fear of hurting others, Bakugo reminds him of past sister, watched his family tourchered and was then killed, only calmer around Bakugo

{MAKE INTO OC ↑}, black or red hair in low ponytail, earth dragon slayer magic(former/emergency's) and dark magic

REAU Kirishima/Sadao(Satan) DIAPT

REAU Bakugo/Kyo Sohma (Fruits Basket)

cat curse, still has beads, closer to Koda and Kirishima, more affectionate towards family as curse is excepted, told no one about monster/beads

REAU Iida/Aren

Nanbaka! RAU! Uno

CSD! RAU! Crackle/Graham

- Only looses memories of time at VILE but not the show

Or

?Only gains memories when the erasure happens?

CSD! RAU! Player

REAU! Izuku Midoriya

RAU! Chuuya Nakahara

Argue with Bakugo

SF 1) 1st cos ability 2) 1st Untouched in air

3) vs HS) "I'M 5CM'S TALLER!" W,

RAU! Junichiro → Asahi

No memories

Persona

Locked ability

RAU! Byakuya Togami

Gay, but hides it bc upbringing

Suke Harris//Akutagawa → RAU! Byakuya Togami

Left family

Ultimate Cosplayer

Real Name, Byakuya Togami

Uses fake name

OC! Hesko → Gundham Tanaka

REAU! Shoto Todoroki

(Isaac 'Zack' Foster)

Gets Zack's urges

Pyrophobia

Doesn't want to be a hero

¿Transfered to gened?

Still eats soda with cereal in dorms

'Homeless' bc 'flame' hero

Mina/Rachel (Camp)

Targeted at camp to be kidnapped

At Kamino, Mina saves him and gets Momo to make a scythe

Kills Shigaraki

Mina and Shoto are now on the run but still leave hint for their friends

Mina now has the dead eyes but still likes to emote

Allmight isn't alowd around Shoto (Smiles)