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haruka-norikoyo · 5 months ago

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Monoma x reader who is Mirio’s younger sibling

Okay, ya’ll know how Mirio out-of-pocketly told Eri that Monoma is the bad part of UA? Like bro was being insane but damn— Eri was scared of him for a while cause of that 😭

So like, what if he kept that energy up cause reader, his younger sibling, is dating Monoma? He would be hilarious as a passive aggressively protective older brother. Poor Neito, LMFAO

Part 1/?

Other parts:

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It’s bedtime for the students of class 1-B. Most of the students in the dorm are sound asleep, or at least, in their rooms getting ready for bed. But for Monoma, this hour is his only opportunity to sneak into the common room window now that everyone lives in dorms to meet with his significant other. Why the secrecy? Well, you so happened to have been put into 1-A after you both graduated middle school.

“I might not be able to bring you back until the dorms, but I could at least walk you halfway, you know?” Monoma says was he rests his arm out the window, his fingers threading against your up-stretched hand. “I wouldn’t want you walking on your own.” “Well, you could always be the one to visit me,” you tease, knowing he would never be caught dead within the premises of your class’ dorm. He scoffs, squeezing your hand as he looks away. “I would if your stupid classmates didn’t have godforsaken sleep schedules…”

Unlike his classmates at 1-B, Ashido, Kaminari, Kirishima, Hagakure and Sero wake up in the most random hours, or stay in the common room and play uno until the devil’s hour. Tokoyami is basically nocturnal. Aoyama sometimes goes out of his room for a midnight cheese. Koda has a pet rabbit, so he sometimes wakes up to get food in the kitchen for it. Bakugo sleeps at 8:00pm on the dot, but he, Iida, Midoriya, and YaoMomo are early risers, which too, throws a wrench in your star crossed lovers charade. Technically there is a curfew, but Aizawa himself cherishes his few of hours of sleep, so he doesn’t bother badgering them to go to sleep. If they end up coming to class sleepy, well…

Your only solace is the 1-B dorm, where everyone goes to bed at a reasonable time, with the nigh nocturnal students like Kuroiro at least staying at their rooms. “I guess that’s true…” you smile wryly. “But you know, we could always make our relationship… known..?” You look up at him a little hopefully. The two of you got together near the end of middle school, so you never got the chance to announce it to anyone, especially here at UA with the class rivalry going on. Monoma rests his chin on his hand. “…you know I’d look like the biggest idiot if after all I’ve said, I turned out to be dating someone from 1-A.”

“Yeah, but you’re my idiot,” you smile sweetly, standing on your tiptoes to lean in and peck his cheek. “Mwah.”

“Gee thanks,” He rolls his eyes, pink dusting his cheeks. He pauses a second, moving your hand up to plant a delicate kiss on your knuckles. “…I’ll think about it.”

You smile. “Thank you, Neito.” As you withdrew your hand, his fingers follow yours for another second of your fleeting touch. You squeeze his hand one more time, and let go, using it to wave. “See you again tomorrow.”

Monoma sighs, and smiles. “See you again.” He waves. You retreat back to your dorm, and his hand which was holding yours remained reaching longingly. Maybe the humiliation he imagines would be worthwhile if he gets to spend another moment with you. But, he’ll think about that another time.

He yawns, heading back to his room. The lights are all off, but he manages with the flashlight on his phone. The dorm hallway is nothing eerie. At least, as long as he doesn’t notice the pair of eyes watching him. Monoma reaches his room. He’d already brushed his teeth and changed to his sleepwear previous to meeting with you, so all that’s left to do is go to bed. He reaches for the covers.

“Hello.”

“Wh— eahhh!!!” Monoma screams, tripping on his own feet as he drew back from the face within his pillows. Wait a second, where is the body?!

He calms down, taking deep breaths as he stared at the face peeking out. The face stares back. He stays staring.

“What’re your intentions with my younger sibling?”

“Huh?” Monoma blinks. Bitch who the fuck? He doesn’t know anyone in particular who’s a younger sibling that he might’ve wronged. He doesn’t think a villain would get into UA— is this just 1-A messing with him? “Who even are you?”

“My name is Togata Mirio, nice to finally meet you,” he responds, still with only his face peeking out of the pillows. “Togata..? You don’t happen to be… (y/n)’s… older brother..?”

“Ah jeez, you’re already in first name basis?”

Monoma stares at the face poking out of his pillows. (Y/n) did mention having an older brother who’s in the hero course… but they look nothing alike!

“I bet you’re thinking that we don’t look anything alike, huh?”

Can he read my mind?! Monoma shakes his head. This is his first time meeting his partner’s family, he’s gotta pull himself together. Standing up, he dusts himself off. “I assume that you’re here to see if I’m worthy of (y/n).”

Mirio stays silent, his unreadable smile remaining on his face

Monoma takes a deep breath. “I intend to cherish (y/n), and treat them with all the respect they deserve. I’ll continue striving to be a hero by their side so that I may be the one to protect them when they’re too focused of protecting others. I intend to spend the rest of my life with (y/n).” He sweats. Mirio’s expression did not change at all in the time he’d said all that. “I see. Those are very big claims,” Mirio says. “I don’t doubt (y/n)’s judgement. They’re a capable kid. However…”

Monoma gulps.

“To be frank, I do not like you, or anyone with the chance of breaking my little sibling’s heart for that matter. If you ever hurt (y/n), I’ll pummel you till your mama don’t know ya.”

Huh? “Hold on a second, that phrase…” He smiles wryly, his formalities going out the window at this revalation. It’s the phrase he’d been teaching the abroad student, Tsunotori, while Kendo wasn’t looking.

“Yep, that’s right Monoma Neito. I’m in your walls. Haha, literally.”

With one eye twitching as he smiles, he asks, “That’s a breech of privacy, is it not, Onii-san? Why would you tell me this as an aspiring hero?”

“Because no one,” he could see the evil intent in those round blue eyes. “will ever believe you.”

“You evil bastard—”

“Monoma!” yells Awase, who’s in the room beside his. “The walls are thin! Stop talking to yourself! It’s 12:00 am, go to bed!”

He turns. “I’m not talking to myself I— wait…” Monoma turns back to his pillows, and the face is gone. He snaps his head around his room. “Holy crap he’s in my walls…”

“Are you going insane?” Monoma shakes his head after looking around one more time. He shuts off the lights and tucks himself under his bedsheets. He stares at the ceiling, half expectingly to see Mirio’s face appear to stare down at him, but it seems like he’s left. Or did he?

He may never know.

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faulty-writes · 1 year ago

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Maybe some headcanons where Bakugou, Tamaki, and Mirio are hit by a quirk that makes them behave mostly the opposite of themselves for a few days to a week.

Bakugou is kind and gentle towards the reader and so visibly in love. He's become quite the gentleman!

Tamaki is super energetic, extremely romantic, and declares his affections in front of at least his entire class.

And Mirio is so very, very gloomy but he's practically attached to the reader and says they're, "One of the precious few rays of light left in this gray, gray world."

[ I really like this request. Hah, personality changes are the best! ]

Katsuki's behavior shocked everyone, including you. Being his usual hot-headed self, he ended up in a quirk accident that changed his personality. When Mr. Aizawa assured you, the effects would be only temporary, you were grateful because Katsuki acting so…sweet, and gentle was just as frightful as when he was his usual self.

Normally, he would be protective of you, but now it's different. "Here, I don't want you to get wet," he said, holding the umbrella over you while he got soaked. "Nothing will happen to me, but someone like you shouldn't be caught out in the rain," he smiled sweetly at you while you trembled in response.

If someone talked to you in the wrong way, he'd pull you close and say, "Please don't speak that way to Y/n, they mean a lot to me, yeah?" Despite this, his loving gaze resembled his angry one and you tried to believe that the real Katsuki Bakugou was still somewhere inside him.

"Let's cuddle!" he would announce bluntly, no matter who was around. If you didn't respond fast enough, he'd pull you into his lap by force. He'd have his arms wrapped tightly around your waist as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

There was more thought put into your dates and he showed a greater interest in your hobbies. He would take you to your favorite restaurant or spend the evening in the dorm reading or watching a movie. He didn't get angry when others commented on how romantic or sappy he was, unlike before.

He could only react in anger when the effects of the quirk wore off and everyone shared the stories of what he did. "What the hell do you mean I did all that!?" He demanded, explosions sounding from his hands. It was only natural for you to smile because you missed the hotheaded Katsuki.

"Stay close to me, I love you so much…you're so kind and sweet and I can't bear to be apart from you!" To say Tamaki's reaction was surprising would be an understatement. It was like his hero persona times a thousand when he talked so bluntly about his affection for you. But his sudden personality change was credited to a quirk incident.

"I got these for you! They're so gorgeous, just like you. I…I just wanted to thank you for being my biggest fan and….love. I love you so much! I don't care who knows it!" He said after marching over to your desk in the morning and presenting you with the largest bouquet of flowers you had ever seen.

"Wow, another love letter for you! Guess this quirk accident brought out the more loving side of Amajiki, huh?" Nejire teased. It was clear she meant no harm, but Tamaki's love letters were beginning to get out of control. Since the incident, you must have found one to two in your locker every day.

During training exercises, it was normal for friends to cheer for you, but Tamaki took that to another level. The fact that he shouted your name enthusiastically and formed letters with his tentacles was endearing, but it was also distracting.

"Don't rub it off this time, okay!" He said, pressing a small kiss against your cheek. "I just want to kiss you forever!" he exclaimed trailing kisses across your reddened face. You hoped you wouldn't have to adjust to his lack of shame when it came to public affection.

"T-that's horrifying! W-why would I d-do all that!?" He squeaked out, hiding his face behind his hands as he appeared to be close to a panic attack. While part of you missed the proud and outspoken Tamaki, this version was the one you loved.

A quirk incident transformed Mirio into an emotional rollercoaster in a whole new way, and all the good parts of his personality vanished, leaving only doom and gloom behind.

As a result, he lost all his confidence and motivation, not to mention he questioned his purpose as a hero. "Don't get me wrong…having a quirk is great…but…my quirk is just so lame compared to others and if I don't have a cool, flashy quirk..then what's the point?" You wondered whether those were his real thoughts or if his mind was also thrown back to middle school.

"You're truly my only source of sunshine…the rest of this world is…dull and gray to me…" Mirio sought your company whenever and wherever he could, he didn't care if others were watching when he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, almost as if he was trying to hide from the gray world he described.

As his self-confidence dwindled, he refused to attend class and skipped hero training. To your surprise, he began discussing new dreams unrelated to his previous lifelong dream of becoming a hero. These included exploring new interests and hobbies and you could only remain supportive.

"I can't stand this gloomy world without you. If you left…I don't know what I'd do…I'd just wither away," you assumed this was his way of expressing his gratitude that you hadn't abandoned him during the long week following the quirk accident.

"Hah! Wow, really? I can't believe that quirk accident made me think so negatively about becoming a hero and yes, my quirk may not be flashy but I can still save the world," he said after all the quirk effects wore off. Then he poked your nose and with a cheesy grin said, "Thanks for putting up with me! I totally owe you one!"

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lets-get-kraken-boys · 2 years ago

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For the yandere class 1a I would not last a bit. Like I would just start bawling my eyes out. How do you think the class would react?

(I love your writing please take care of yourself)

Oh no because SAME. I am the biggest crybaby. I feel you, boo.

However, considering the class, there's lots of ways they'd react!

Also, I wrote an imagine for Class 3-A's Big Three because I'm extra like that and HO MAH GOD, they really stole the show on this one. I AM SO SORRY I DIDN'T FOLLOW YOUR ORIGINAL IDEA! But I still hope you all like it~

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Characters Featured → Izuku (Deku), Shoto, Bakugo, The Big Three {Mirio, Tamaki, and Nejire}, and some of the members of Class 1-A

Length -> 3.1K Words

(Plz forgive me. I splurged and gave all my love to the three main boys. I left the other class members in the dust. I just have a lot of creativity coming out for them right now! If there is a specific character you'd like, please send me another request!)

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Deku is THE crybaby of the My Hero Academia universe, so I feel like you two would just cry a puddle together. In all honesty, while it hurts to see you filled with sorrow, he's thrilled that you feel close enough to them that you'd show enough vulnerability to cry! Even if your tears aren't about whether or not you trust the class or feel it is "safe" to cry, it doesn't matter to him. He'll cradle your head into the crook of his neck, rub your back, and hush your sobs with soft sighs. Deku loves having you close, he views it as a "bonding experience", so feel free to cry all you want! He's not leaving your side any time soon, so the two of you can cry together for as long as you'd like!

This is going to sound a little strange, but this vibe fits my image of SPECIFICALLY Yandere Izuku (or, at least, in my image of him)! You know Gyutaro from Demon Slayer? And you know how he acts when he is comforting Daki? That is kind of how I am envisioning him coddling you. Slightly teasing, but it comes mostly from a place of love and concern. The sadness in his voice (whether it is faked to amp up his teasing or not, in Gyutaro's case) adds to the image I have of Deku crying alongside you. Izuku is totally one of those people who is like, "Don't cry, because if you cry, then I'LL cry *proceeds to cry*."

"Aww, no, it's okay!" Izuku sits down next to you as you are crumpled on the ground, exhausted and upset. He loops his strong arms around your shoulders and holds on tight. He feels tears well up in his own eyes, but he can't seem to shake the giddy joy bubbling in his stomach from being close to his one and only. He sniffles, but a wide smile stretches up his cheeks, "It's alright, dear. Let it out. I'll sit with you as long as you need~!"

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Shoto has always been stoic because of the harsh environment he grew up in where any emotion shown is an exploitative weakness (thanks, Endeavor), so he's going to freeze up when he sees tears bubbling down your cheeks. Even as a Yandere, emotions are hard for him to wrap his head around. He can barely understand the soul-crushing feelings he has for you! So, even though you are his everything in this world, he will be rather reserved on the comforting aspect of things. Shoto is thankful in these moments that he has the rest of his class, specifically those who are more in-tune with emotional responses like Izuku, Uraraka, and Mina, to rely on.

Though, he will try to help in his own Shoto-way! Would another inconceivably expensive gift help dry your crocodile tears? Don't worry, it's his dad's card that's paying for it all! What would you like? A couple new games for your video game console so you can play together? The finest, richest, and sweetest chocolates in all of Japan? How about an all expense paid trip on the family yacht for the weekend with the whole class included? Anything you want is yours, all you have to do is name it! Though, these gifts do not come freely—he will tax you AT LEAST a two hour cuddle session in your room per each gift. IDK, seems pretty fair to me!

"Here," Shoto clears his throat, a pristine, mint green box with a perfectly constructed golden bow resting on the lid sits in his outstretched hand. You rub your eye with the heel of your palm, sniffling to clear your nose as your eyes bounce back-and-forth between Shoto's unnerving, stoic expression and the small box. On the outside, his face shows indifference, but on the inside, his poor heart is doing a dozen cartwheels after running a ten mile race. The look you're giving him (mind you, is simply a look of pure confusion) is just too cute! Don't you know what you do to him?!?!

"It's your favorite sweets. For you. Don't worry about the money, it isn't a concern." Shoto looks away, a soft dusting of blush coating his cheeks. You almost want to accept it just to get him out of your personal bubble, but you think back on the pile of all his previous expensive gifts that are stacked high in the corner of your dorm, and decide to try to deny it. Before you can utter a shaky rejection, he snatches your wrist and begins dragging you off in the direction of your dorm room, no doubt getting you ready for your practically daily cuddle session.

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Bakugo is a tricky one because it depends on the situation he catches you crying in. On one hand, he doesn't like to see you sad. There's some primal anger (it's different from his typical Bakugo-rage) that gets spun up to 100% in him whenever he sees you racked with sobs and curling in on yourself. The statements sprinting laps in his mind revolve solely around "tell me who hurt you so I know who to murder". Don't think he'll go soft on you because you're the extra who has his heart doing flips. Even if you are hesitant to reveal who mistreated you in fear of their, or your own, safety, Bakugo won't let up. He will poke, prod, threaten, and glare the answer right out of you. Once he has a name, you'd better get out of this rabid dog's way, because he will mow down any obstacle in his path on his way to the enemy. If you enjoyed the company of the person who made your sensitive self sad, you're going to have to find a lovely bouquet for their funeral.

HOWEVER! If HE was the one who made you cry...he is going to tease you about it. FRIENDS, LET ME EXPLAIN let me cook! Since becoming infatuated with you, he has learned to lighten up the bullying nature of his words. He isn't perfect, but he has certainly gotten better with his communication, BUT ONLY FOR YOU r.i.p to Deku's sanity bc he tried for YEARS to get this Pomeranian to change with no success, and you stroll along and make Bakugo clean up his act in SECONDS. That being said, he is, and will probs forever be, a sadist at heart—and he flourishes off of that devilish, delicious satisfaction over being the one responsible for making you have so much of an emotional response to his words that you actually CRY.

You'd be standing there, face tilted towards the ground. You’re attempting to shield the tears leaking down your pudgy cheeks from his judgmental view, but he’d know. It’s like a sixth sense he has—being able to just know when someone is showing their weaknesses to him. Being a brat is in his nature, and he’s the type of person who if you give him an inch, he’ll take the mile. Bakugo would feel an unconscious teasing sneer creep up onto his face at this pleasant view in front of him.

"Haaa???," he'd shove his hands into his pants pockets, lean down to catch your eye sight with his, forcing you to witness the glee he feels at your expense, "You're crying? Already? Ha! What a weakling. It's a wonder you made it this far without us to carry you through your mistakes. You should just give up on the whole independence thing, stop making a fool of yourself." He then confidently struts over to your side, nudging you forward with a gentle shove of his shoulder against yours as a warning to start walking back to the classroom. Katsuki watches with a side eye as even bigger tears gloop down your face, but only now he says nothing. He wishes you could understand where his mean words were coming from.

Trust me, Bakugo does say all of these things with twisted love in hopes that you'll stop being so determined to get away from him them. Bakugo's abrasive and brash, but he's no idiot. He sees how badly you want to get away from them, but he just can't find it inside himself to do the heroic thing and let you go. If this is how you react to the teasing of someone who loves you, then how can you survive in the real world against not-so-caring strangers?! The conclusion he comes to is that you can't. Don’t worry—he doesn’t mind becoming the one to take care of you, even if he is forced to be the big, bad wolf in your eyes.

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YOU DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS, BUT I WANTED TO WRITE ABOUT THE OTHER BIG THREE TOO BECAUSE I LOVE THEM AND I HAVE A SPARK OF CREATIVITY FOR THIS SCENARIO. PLEASE ACCEPT THIS AS MY SUBMISSION FOR CLASS 1-A AND PARDON MY LAZINESS FOR NOT WRITING THE REST OF THE STUDENTS IN THIS IMAGINE!

Our beloved Class 3-A Big Three also happen to have their eyes on you! Trust me when I say if you thought your classmates were overbearing, you're going to face a whole different overprotective beast with these three.

Mirio and Nejire basically share the same brain cell when they are together, so they just pass it on to whoever needs it most in the moment. However, when it comes to a mopey you, it is all hands on deck. They split the brain cell so they can effectively help you! They are all questions all the time, so you will be bombarded with them yelling all of these sentences in a matter of a few seconds:

"Oh no! Oh, my baby! What's wrong, sweetheart gumdrop darling???" - Nejire

"Who do I have to teach a lesson to? Don't give me that, sunshine! You're too nice for your own good! It is our job as heroes to enforce good citizenship, after all." - Mirio

"What can I get you? A warm tea? A blanket? You want a hug? I can do that easy! Hehe!" - Nejire

"Wait, I wanted to hug them first!" - Mirio

"Give it a rest, Mirio! They need comfort right now, not a fight!" - Nejire

Yeah, they're just two kids bickering over their favorite toy. They genuinely want to help you! Honest! It's just hard to not fight over you when you are simply the cutest thing they've ever seen. Nejire is also going to squeal from the cuteness you're exuding. She thinks your puffy, sad eyes and cheeks warm from an embarrassed flush is the most adorable look on you, so she isn't going to be that upset with you being down.

Tamaki is similar to Todoroki in the sense that he has no idea how to comfort emotional people, but instead of finding the courage to say or do something to help you, he is going to be HIGHLY on edge. He'll inch close when you first run up to the three of them in the hall to see what is wrong, as he is concerned why you are crying so much, but if you spare him even ONE glance, he will scamper away and face the wall in apprehension. Idiot! How could he look at you so brazenly?! Is he shameless?!?! He is such a terrible lover friend. Oh, you must hate him now for seeing you in such a vulnerable state. No! He doesn't want that! He...he l-l-loves you! He doesn't want you to go away! Oh no, what if yOU NEVER SPEAK TO HIM AGAIN OH GOD—he basically flies off the handle with worry. He's staring at the wall, shaking, afraid to do anything that may upset his flower any further.

Mirio actually has to be the one to come over and check on the poor shaking leaf of a boy for Tamaki to find the courage to say anything to you. Granted, Tamaki doesn't actually tell you the words he wishes to share with you himself.

Nejire is in the process of chatting your ears off to kingdom come and swinging you around in a tight hug when Mirio jogs back from his brief chat with the statue-esque Amajiki. Mirio shines a gorgeous smile at you as he relays Tamaki's message, "Hi, again, love! Tamaki wants to tell you that he is upset that you are crying, and to please use his handkerchief to clean your face! He insists." Mirio pries off Nejire's vice grip from you, and gently places the neat handkerchief in your palm. It is simple, white cotton with an intricate lace design stitched on the edges. You do notice that there is a dainty lilac flower embroidered with thin string on each of the four corners of the cloth.

You quietly thank Mirio, and send another thank you over Mirio's shoulder to the still shaking Tamaki. Tamaki does acknowledge your thanks with a violently tremoring thumbs up. You wipe the long tear streaks off your face, blow your nose, and take a couple of deep breaths to calm your fragile heart.

"So, what's going on, lovebug? Why all the tears?" Nejire has finally chilled out enough to ask serious questions instead of just fawning over your cuteness.

"It...it's—I don't—ugh...I-I'm s-sorry...," you're hiccupping for air, tripping all over your sentence as you feel the hot tears of embarrassment come back. You grit your teeth as another shuddering sob comes out. You can't believe you're crumbling like this in front of your superiors. Your upper classmates. You should know better than this! You're not a baby anymore! They are practically your teachers! How stupid you must look wailing and moaning like a newborn. You turn to run away, but two pairs of callused, powerful hands grab your shoulders and arms.

"No, baby, it's okay! You don't have to be sorry. Please tell us what's going on." Nejire pulls you close to her again, cupping your head into her shoulder and rubbing your back as encouragement.

"You're okay, (Y/N), no one is going to hurt you. Not while we're here. What's up?" Mirio stood beside you as a comforting hulk of a man that made you feel warm and safe. The fluttery feeling of seeing you with glassy eyes and running to him for safety like he was your hero and true love began wearing off, and the new feeling of wanting to bring immense harm to whoever had the nerve to mess with his sunshine took over. This situation wasn't just you tripping over your own two feet in the hallway in front of your teachers or something simple like that. This must be serious. He needs you to tell him what happened now before he does something irresponsible and with little thought behind his actions.

Even Tamaki perked up to hear what you were going to say. Again, he truly does want to help! He's trying to be brave for you. He didn't peel entirely away from the wall, but he did tilt his head to the side to better hear your tale.

Inhaling a few more deep breaths, you opened up, "It's...my class. They just—they won't leave me alone! Mina and Hagakure always want to play games with me, hug me, poke me, ANYTHING! They never give me space! Momo and Iida won't stop asking me if I want a private study session even though my grades are beyond fine. They even tried to force their way into my room last night to "check up" on me after I didn't want to have dinner with all of them!"

You continued after gently blowing your nose again into Tamaki's handkerchief, "I feel like I'm being watched all the time, even when I'm not around any of them! Last night, I woke up at like 3 AM and I SWEAR I saw Tokoyami's Dark Shadow in the corner of my room just...watching me. I tried asking him about it today, but he kept brushing me off. But he didn't deny any of what I said! I'm...scared. Not to mention Sero, Denki, and Kirishima won't stop messing with me! They keep tugging on my vest, breaking off buttons on my shirt, pulling at my bottoms, touching my hair—I keep asking them to back off, but they just won't stop." You hiccupped through your tears again, but it looked like you had more to say, so the three of them stayed quiet.

You started again, now with a much quieter voice, "But the worst is those three. Midoriya, Todoroki, and Bakugo. I'm always bothered by at least one of them all the time. Izuku hangs all over me and it's like he doesn't listen to a thing I say! I ask him to leave me alone, he says I don't know what I want and continues to push me. Todoroki won't stop giving me things I don't need or want that I can't repay back. Shoto says I only need to pay him back in "quality time"—which is basically him holding me prisoner in my own bed every other night. And Bakugo...I swear, I don't know if he sees me as an enemy or a doll to be tossed around. He's always talking down to me, insulting my fighting style or pointing out if I'm distracted. He goes out of his way to make fun of my appearance or if I say the wrong thing. He's...actually the reason I came looking for you three. I just don't know what to do anymore."

It was safe to say the three of them were livid to hear about all the torture you were being unwillingly dragged through. Mirio and Tamaki most of all. Mirio was infuriated to hear how Izuku had been treating you. Him, who Mirio had full trust in and respect—both of those qualities had tanked in a matter of a few minutes of hearing your recollection. Tamaki couldn't believe how Kirishima was behaving when he'd sworn to be the "manliest man to ever step foot in the Hero Alliance". Nejire was more upset to hear how her girls were having so much fun playing with little cute you without inviting her, but she was beyond fuming when she discovered how the disgusting boys were getting close to you. She felt like her words could melt metal with how fiery they felt building up in her throat.

"Hmm, how awful," Mirio had a terrifyingly dark look in his eye, one that made a shiver scamper up your spine. You'd never seen him so upset. All your tears dried as you heard him utter to his two friends that were now standing at his sides, "I think it's time we paid another educational visit to our promising young heroes, hmm~?"

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You know, I do this every time. I start writing, I don't stop writing, and when I'm done, it's hardly an imagine anymore. This is practically a whole bloody fic at this point! And I get so mad at myself for doing it too because this took me all day to write LMAOOOO. BUT! I hope you all like it! I adore The Big Three, so I hope to write for them again. They are cool hehe :3

With Love,

Kraken 🐙

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linphd · 2 years ago

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Tamaki and Shindo with a Bimbo girl? Please 🙂 (i send it again cause i write himbo instead of bimbo)

Hi ! I actually wrote headcanons like these on my Saiki blog so idk if you come from there or not but I’m glad I got the request ! The second part will be with Shoto, Bakugou and Tokoyami !

Their S/O is a bimbo | Headcanons

female reader

-> Makeup, long nails, extravagant personality and fashionable outfits. Yep, here you are. Maybe you’re just a little bit dumb, but if you got into U.A you’re clearly very clever !

-> Tamaki Amajiki, Tenya Iida, Yo Shindo.

warning : sometimes just a little bit suggestive but it’s really really barely there !

Tamaki Amajiki

how you started dating :

You fell first, but he fell harder. It’s not that he didn’t like you to begin with, but it’s true that your personality was a bit much for him to handle. But with the help of Mirio and Nejire, he became more and more accustomed to you and ended up forming a real friendship with you.

So indeed, you had to be initiating flirting and be very straightforward for him to understand that you liked him. And he built up the courage to confess -you couldn’t be happier. But it was true that dating you did come with some disadvantage for him. You were… eye catching.

Every time this would happen, you would take a bit of distance from him so he would feel more at ease. But throughout time, he started feeling bad for you having to adapt to his shyness, and managed to try to ignore the stares.

while dating :

One thing that you do that he absolutely loves -but embarrasses him a lot if you tease him in public- is to trace his long ears with the tip of your fingers, because your long nails are tickling him. Immediately turns those ear tips all read, Tamaki melting in your touch.

Would love cuddling you. Would like it less when you would sit on his lap because you were so attractive and he was still a young adult. But it was alright, your sweet little words would make him focus on your love again, forgetting about his pants getting just a bit tighter.

Often giggles when you quickly peck him and he gets a lipstick stain on his skin. One time he hadn’t noticed and it’s Mirio who pointed it out, turning him fully red -but at least the lipstick stain wasn’t visible anymore. Moreover, he doesn’t mind you wearing revealing clothes. He likes them, and he doesn’t see what the problem is if you go outside like that.

Sure, he would hear some comments, but it was your choice. Although one time, a student from another school started flirting with you, and Tamaki did have to go scold him. Still doesn’t know how he got brave enough to do that, even more in front of everyone at the party, but the look you gave him made him realize it was worth not being awkward all the time.

Tenya Iida

how you started dating :

Tenya had never met anyone like you before. You were wearing your school uniform and following the school rules, usually, so he didn’t notice much about your makeup and nails. But it’s when you guys ended up at the mall that he realized you were wearing a full glam. Very attractive eye catching and extravagant.

« (Y/N) ! You shouldn’t wear that outside ! We’re still U.A students and this is just a mall, we have to show a perfect image ! I can… I can literally see half your breast- you should change ! » he started, becoming redder and redder as he talked. « Why ? Scared you might like it ? » you replied, earning a gasp.

But he did like it. As he got used to you, inside and outside school walls, he barely even noticed your exuberant style anymore. Well- he did notice how beautiful you were, and how you were shining in a room full of people because of how different and eye catching you were. Damn it- he was gonna confess during this party.

while dating :

You absolutely love teasing him about inappropriate behavior. Sitting on a table only for him to scold you so you could bend just enough to give him a good look on your boobs « Whaaaat ? Ohhh, I’m sorry baby, I’ll get off. » too late, he was already blushing way too much.

Paired together during a training ? « It’s funny how it’s only the two of us… stuck underground… no teacher in sight…. », « (Y/N) ?! WHAT ARE YOU EVEN INSINUATING ?! » and you would giggle. Still asks you to cover up a bit when you see his family, but one time his brother caught you both outside on a date with a deep neckline and he didn’t say anything.

Overall, the relationship is a lot of you teasing him because you know it flusters him and him acting like it’s so inappropriate when he loves you just how you are and you literally caught his eye because of how you act and look.

Absolutely adores when he gets to pick you up and hug you, he feels very strong and protective. You often have a loud personality so when you get sleepy or sick he loves to be seen as the more extrovert one -even though he misses every each of your blabber when you get quiet.

Yo Shindo

(really went with fanon shindo ngl)

how you started dating :

You met at the provisional license exam. As he was about to fight against you, he pointed out how flattering your hero costume was. « Isn’t it rather slutty ? » he asked. You arched an eyebrow, replying : « Have you seen yourself ? »

It was after the exam that he walked up to you. « You’re kinda strong. And very hot-» he started before your cut him off. « I would have preferred very strong and kinda hot ? » he brushed it off. « Y’know my quirk is vibration, right ? We could see each other again. » he offered.

« Do I really look like the type of girl that would hook up randomly ? » he looked at you up and down. « Not forcefully. But I’ve seen how you looked at me. And we don’t have to hook up, let’s just plan a date, sweetheart. » And how it worked, you still wonder.

while dating :

PDA ? You guys invented it. You’re both head over heels for each other and your personalities -and looks- match so much you couldn’t even imagine not being all over each other at any given occasion. Sometimes you do realize it embarrasses others and you try to stop it, but Shindou is too irresistible to say no to.

Loves it when you trace over his abs with your fingers. Loves the little scratching sensation your pointy nails give him. In return, he uses his vibrating quirk to massage your shoulders and back. Adores the little hums you make during the massages. And obviously, loves when you wear revealing clothes, as he can get a better view on your body.

Probably buys you a lot of makeup. He knows how to find a specific color you don’t have, and he knows that you would always like it. When he runs out of idea of something to give you or when he just has some money to spare, he loves paying for your nails beforehand and you get the surprise when the nail artist tells you that it has already been paid.

Probably keeps lipstick stains on his neck and cheeks only to show off with a smug face. You find it weird, but he tells you it makes everyone jealous -even more people from U.A, as you didn’t date them, but him, someone from another hero school. He really fell for your looks but fell harder for your personality.

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frickingnerd · 1 year ago

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workplace crushes

pairing: mirai sasaki / sir nighteye x gn!reader (+mirio togata)

summary: mirio can't help but point out sir nighteye's crush on you

tags: silly & wholesome fluff, mirio teasing sir nighteye about his crush, use of y/n, colleagues to lovers, sidekick!reader

"are you seeing anyone?"

sir nighteye looked up from his paperwork and at the blonde boy, grinning at him.

"mirio, if you're trying to ask me out, then i'd like to inform you that this relationship would be highly inappropriate…"

mirio just laughed and shook his head. for a man as humorous as sir nighteye, he surely hadn't expected him to give such a serious reply.

"i'm not asking because of me! it's just… i've worked here for a while now and you've seemed so different recently. in a positive way, of course! i was just wondering if it had anything to do with your new sidekick… y/n was their name, right~?"

sir nighteye didn't reply, but mirio could see his eyes wander towards your desk for just a short moment. the grin on mirio's face got bigger as he noticed, before chuckling quietly and taking a step back.

"i see how it is~ no further question, boss! i'll get back to work then~"

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strawhatkia · 1 year ago

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lip gloss, lil mama.

INCLUDES ! sero hanta, katsuki bakugo, mirio togata, hitoshi shinsou and hawks x black!reader

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! only after you apply lip gloss, do they wanna kiss from you or, the boys actively mess up your lip gloss !

WARNINGS ! before the war arc, highschoolers are still in highschool, cursing, def self-indulgent on shinsou's part, lemme know if i missed anything!

WORD COUNT ! 1.4k+

A/N ! this is an old request from my deleted account but it's a favorite of mine 🤍 original request look like this -> ”head cannons of Y/N applying a coat of lip gloss on in her room or with her friends and suddenly Bakugo, Shinsou, Hawks, Sero, and Mirio barging in like “My lip gloss senses are tingling” and Y/N’s like “Aht Aht! I just put this coat on, stay back!” She’s just struggling to keep these fools from kissing her and ruining her lip gloss. It don’t matter if she running, struggling, or dodging they kisses (they ruin it with kisses anyways smh)”

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— ☾⋆⁺₊🕸✧ SERO HANTA !

this mofo is the most annoying lil tease ever

the minute you pull out your lip gloss, all of sudden you have his undivided attention

let’s say you were at your desk and he was on the bed on his phone, not paying you any mind

you check to see if he is watching you and luckily he isn’t so you proceed to put it on

and if I know black women as well as I think I do, considering I am one you put a good amount of that bitch; lips all shiny and shit dripping diamonds

but halfway through, you look up and this motherfucker is staring right back at you

he done sat all the way up, resting on his knees and waiting on you to finish

he has the audacity to smile when you make eye contact annoying lil shit, even to start giggle when you glare back at him

he’s the type to let you finish, put the cap on, put the lip gloss away and then swoop in and fuck it all up

i can not tell you how angry i am right now

“what? got something to say, baby?” “nigga, fuck you.”

It’s war that you never win unless you know for sure that he is unaware

newsflash: that shit never happens either

you don't even have the option of running unless you ready to be taped to the floor

all he gotta do is whip some out and boom! ya ass is grass!

as soon as you put the lip gloss down, he casually walks over, grabs your cheeks and smashes his lips straight into yours before calmly going to sit back down

lil fucker doesn’t even bother wiping it off for a while either

“thanks for sharing, my love.” fuck this nigga bro

but it’s not like you can argue as much, his kisses are so sweet and if you ever wanted a kiss, just put on some lip gloss; win-win when intentional

plus, all the shawties want this man (can't blame them) so lowkey the lip gloss smears let them bitches know he not single !

— ☾⋆⁺₊🌟🫨✧ MIRIO TOGATA !

as soon as he knows that your about to put some on- he’s there, boi can sense it through the walls and shit

he just knows and now that he does, he will stop at nothing to get to you

even if you successfully get far away to put it on and have it on for a couple of minutes, the second you are in his line of sight it’s over

running away is like an unfair game of tag, that bitch cheats

his quirk makes it so easy to get to you and the lil gremlin is so fucking fast (although class 1-a praises your ability to get as far as you did)

“sunshine~ !” “aht, go play with tamaki or some shit! i just put this on!” “no can do, sunshine!”

once he’s got you in a pretty tight hold, he grabs your face and messily kisses you and wipes the extra lip gloss off

He then nuzzles into your neck and places kisses there, asking for forgiveness

“Aww come on, sunshine! You know I can’t resist and plus you can just put more on later!” mirio, lemme go before i slap up upside the head. i can't stand you.” “that’s why you’re sitting in my lap!” “LET ME GO-”

he’s a big ole ball of happiness and just laughs at your frustration, knowing that you can’t stay mad forever (brat knows you love him too much)

— ☾⋆⁺₊🪶🪽✧ KEIGO TAMAKI / HAWKS !

he comes out of no where and he knows what you doing, shawty

and when he does, one by one, little feathers start filtering into the room, circling around you

little by little, you start to see the feathers around the vanity you're sitting at

one look in the mirror and you see him standing by the doorway with that sly as smirk ouu i could smack him

“…keigo tamaki.” “yes, dove?” “ you betta get yo feathers outta here, boy” “aw but i think they like you~”

cornball ass nigga

ofc he doesn't move from his position and neither do his feathers- and don't bother trying to drag it out either, he's been a hero for too long to not know the waiting game

once you’re finished, the feathers stop circling around and just stop in the air, waiting for yo ass to move.

you can try to look for a way out but you not succeeding, them feathers are acting like a barrier, moving when you move and the one controlling them is cheesing like an idiot

“keigo, baby, come on. i just put this on.” “yeah well, you can just put more on later- i'll even buy you more.” “...bird brain.” “i love you too~”

fortunately, he’s much more neater than the others but that just means he’s taking everything with him when he moves away

and ofc you can't move until all the feathers back off, one wrong move and they will swarm you honey (im telling you the one controlling them don't know how to fucking act)

when the feathers are gone, is when you finally get some hits in

“GOD DAMN IT, KEIGO! THAT’S THE FOURTH TIME TODAY, NIGGA!!” “aww come on, dove! it’s fun to tease you like this!”

he’s laughing so loudly and having such a good time that you pipe down and admit defeat for the fourth time that day (he's beautiful when he's happy so just let it go stink)

— ☾⋆⁺₊🧨💢✧ KATSUKI BAKUGO !

THIS NIGGA BRO

HE DOESNT EVEN LET YOU PUT IT ON PROPERLY BEFORE HE SWOOPS IN MESSES IT UP

it’s absolutely futile to run from him, he’ll get way too excited and start chasing you down like some animal

“whatcha got there, huh?” “AHT! go on somewhere, bakugo! go mind yo business!”

he just loves fucking with you and making you angry, it's his favorite past time

it's just you two running all through the dorms, jumping over tables and couches, ducking between people, screaming at the top of your lungs, causing chaos and giving iida a heart attack

once Bakugo has caught you because he will and throws you over his shoulder like a bag of fucking potatoes wit his rude ass, he treks all the back to his dorm and proceeds to literally smash his lips into yours

after he's done with his short tyranny, he just play-fights you as you try to hit him, smiling like he won the lottery

“WHY THE FUCK DO YOU ALWAYS DO THIS!” “STOP YELLING, DUMBASS!! IT’S NOT THE END OF WORLD AND PLUS YOU GOT MORE!!” “THAT IS NOT THE POINT, NIGGA!!”

after a while he kinda forces cuddles upon you until you not angry anymore and it's hard to be when he starts rubbing ya back and sides, pulling you into his chest

do not get it twisted. he does it on purpose b/c he knows that it's real soothing- damn near his tactic every time he does this doesn't stop it from feeling good tho

eventually and as planned, it ends in y'all taking a nap after running around the dorm god knows how many times

“bakugo, i’m still upset witchu nigga.” “no you’re not, now go to sleep”

— ☾⋆⁺₊🐈‍⬛🌀✧ HITOSHI SHINSOU !

ouuuu new contender !

he is the most excited you have ever seen him

the moment you even pull out the lil clear tube of gloss, he's right behind you waiting with a small smile

anyone looking from afar would think it's just a bf looking at his gf reapplying her lip gloss vv lovingly...little do they know

that man is waiting behind you with a damn vengeance and best believe you not even getting far this is time i remind you who his teacher is: AIZAWA !!

"toshi?" "...yes, pretty?" "i swear if you mess up my gloss, we gon have some problems." "what are you talking about? i would never do such a thing." liar.

the moment your compact mirror closes shut is the exact same moment he wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you in close

and he does the whole works: arm around your waist, that hand rubbing your lower back, one hand holding your face as his thumb rubs against the top of your cheekbone while gently getting you to look up at him you guys im being very self indulgent with this

he's just so soft and so so so cute when his lil smirk that when he does kiss you, he doesn't take all of it off, just a lil bit !

he chuckles when he backs away, using his thumb to wipe away any that might have smeared

AND THEN PROCEEDS TO WALK AWAY

"...i hope aizawa whoop yo ass during training today." "ouch, that hurts pretty. it's too bad i'd do it again as long as i get to kiss you." fuck this nigga bro

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serxinns · 7 months ago

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Yandere Big 3 version reaction of you wearing revealing clothing

I know this is my 3rd time writing something out of @lets-get-kraken-boys fics but I just can't help it! (Well if she gets uncomfortable with it then yea

DISCLAIMER!!: This idea and concept is NOT MINE was inspired by this fic by @lets-get-kraken-boys please go read their work 1st for context!

Now just like Yan class 1a, they know exactly EVERYTHING about you to the day you brush your teeth or when you go to this exact cafe or store! These 3 know it all so when they saw your skirt riding up hair looking more gorgeous than ever your cleavage/pecs showing oh boy oh boy they were in it for a ride

Mirio was beaming red smiling uncontrollably tamaki was covering his face all red and muttering stuff while Neijire was squealing jumping up and down in delight while holding mirio's hand while he stood there

• Mirio was a blushing mess was red as a tomato, sweat all over his face whenever he tried to talk to you he cleared his throat tried he kept his composer he did! but your skin looks just so soft he imagines him just touching it gently caressing it against his hands he just wanted to squeeze and touch those soft pecs/cleavage while being wrapped around in those thighs! Whenever you tried to ask him about his behaviors he talked very fast to the point you could barely comprehend "What me? Nervous ahahahimfinejustfinenothingtobeworriedaboutactuallyjustfinejusthappymiriohere!" That was when you reached up to him the two of you were face to face he can clearly see your chest now your delicate hand was now on his forehead!?!?, Yep you done it, you broke him a good job! Now his face is red like a tomato hes talkijg fast again to the point you couldn't understand him, When Izuku told him you changed he didn't think this no wonder why he was flustered when he saw him! You look like an absolute god/Goddess! " you're gonna be hearing a lot of corny jokes and compliments from him and Neijire for the rest of the day

•Tamaki was just panicking a whole messing his mind was swirling all around with questions like "What are you wearing?!" "Are you trying to tease him" "Do you just love torturing him" he wanted to say how beautiful no.. how drop-dead GORGEOUS his flower is but all that came out were mutters and stuttering, he kept avoiding trying to look at your precious pecs/ cleavage just looking at them making him imagine him wanting to stuff his face in them all day while you wrapped your arms around him...which made him almost fainting having to lean onto mirio in case he had to faint, his sudden behavior which made you nervous a bit, and whenever you told him what's wrong he immediately panicked but Mirio managed to calm despise him being a blushing mess while neijire squealing, pinching your, cheeks and offering you to take pictures with her when he finally comes to his senses and calm, mirio then explained how he was just overwhelmed about how good you looked and he didn't wanna hurt your feelings at all! He did manage to say that you looked beautiful

Neijire was like a hyper-happy dog ready to pounce she's just devouring how Hot your outfit looks! Oops..did she say that out loud neijire is just GUSHING over you squishing your cheeks and praising you over and over again how Amazing you look! She started begging you to let her pick out the outfits for you she started to imagine you in various styles! Goth, scene,gyaru you would look good in everything! Her cheeks start to flush up just imagining you in cute stockings in a skirt or even big long boots and a suit and tie she's like you were a fashion idol and she was your number one fan! She just wanted to cuddle in your marvelousness and forget the day away or imagine herself in those cheesy romance mangas she reads! She tried to calm, down remembering not to scare her cute little lovebug

But that's when the three realized a bunch of students started staring at those parts as well blushing and some even drooling safe to say they were pissed the fuck off how DARE these nasty disgusting perverts to look at you in such a filthy way!?, Mirio took off his uniform jacket and put it on you and if you had a skirt neijire would wrap it around your legs and thighs and quickly escort you out the hallway while the 3 of them glared daggers at them if they ever took a single glance at you

That's when they all questioned about your sudden appearance were you late to school and you came out like that? They were starting to get nervous but that was when you started wearing these types of stuff frequently and started to change your hair a bit when mirio one day decided to ask you about this change you explained how you were tried looking like an introvert and wanted to express yourself! To try and look different thru quickly assured you that you looked beautiful in any way and they'll be right on your side supporting you

So not only you got your classmates drooling all over you but your senpais too!

Neijire would plan a shopping hangout for the 4 of you your classmates tried to join for themselves but got denied every time "Hey can I come with-" "Sorry this is a senpai-only trip! "They Let you pick any outfit you're comfortable with! And perform a mini fashion show!

They loved you just the way you are if you wanted to wear something less revealing their love for you never changes! Any outfit looks absolutely amazing on you!

#yandere bnha #yandere ua #tw yandere #yandere x reader #tw obsessive behavior #yandere class 1a #yandere mha #yandere mirio x reader #yandere tamaki #yandere neijire #yandere big 3 #yandere class 1a mentioned

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unloved-cadillac · 2 years ago

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Tamaki getting jealous of his s/o hanging out with 1A kids and snatching her up and running away with her

C/n: back on the Suneater train let’s goooooo. Thanks for requesting and I hope that you enjoy🤍

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Stealing Her. (Tamaki x Reader)

In UA, it’s always best for the first years to watch the third years train so they could pick up on fighting techniques and how to handle themselves in villain situations. But they didn’t say you had hang around them all the time.

Y/n was the star of the first years. She was kind, sweet and really strong. She could easily take on 10 villains at a time. But her demeanor was so motherly and she always looked out for the young ones.

Tamaki hated it.

She was always with the first years, teaching them and showing them her quirk and Tamaki had to sit back and watch. At first it was cute but now they were taking up all of her time. All of their time together.

“Y/n, show us how to hit someone so they’re out cold.” Mina says and goes into a fighting stance. “Yeah! And show us how to knock the air out of someone!” Ochako says making Kirishima flinch and Y/n laughs.

“Geez the girls are tougher than the boys.” Mirio says as he sits next to Tamaki. “Yeah. But they’re all greedy for her attention.” He grumbles and Mirio looks at his best friend. “Oohhh sounds like someone’s jealoussss.” He teases and bumps Tamaki’s shoulder. “I hate to admit it, Mirio but I am. I haven’t been with her for weeks.”

Mirio nods in understanding then hands Tamaki a package. “What’s this?” He asks and Mirio gets up, stretching as he does. “Something to help you out. Use it wisely.” Is all he says before jogging to Y/n and the first years. Tamaki opens the package and chuckles to himself.

“Oh hey Mirio!” Mina says and Y/n turns to see him. “Hey kiddos. Learning a lot from Y/n?”

“Yeah!”

“Enjoying listening to her?”

“Yeah!”

“Good. Now stand back.” He says and gently pushes them away. Y/n looks at them and Mirio and chuckles. “Why? I don’t under-WHOAAAA!” Y/n is suddenly scooped up by someone and gone into the sky. “Was that Hawks?” Kaminari asks and Mirio chuckles. “Nah. Hawks has red wings. Those were black.”

In the sky, Y/n looks up to see her kidnapper. She laughs. “Honey, where are we going?” She asks but wasn’t expecting an answer cause Tamaki couldn’t talk. Instead they flew to one of the mountains just a few minutes away from the dorm and laid her gently on the ground before sitting next to her.

“Wow,” she says as she looks at him, “a crow. Not bad.” Tamaki lays his head on her lap and breathes out, transforming back into himself. “God, that took a lot of energy.” He croaks out and Y/n runs a hand through his hair. “Mind telling me what that was about?”

He blushes as he looks away. “We haven’t..hung out in a while. I was missing you.” His voice was mumbled but Y/n heard him clearly. Suddenly, she laughed and quickly laid on top of Tamaki. She kissed his nose, then his cheeks, his forehead and finally his lips.

“Mm.” He hums against her lips. Pulling away, Y/n smiles at her boyfriend who now had flushed cheeks. “You’re so cute. Turning into a crow to take me away from them cause you missed me. I love you.” She whispers and he touches her bottom lip with his thumb. It’s silent until Y/n’s phone vibrates. She takes it out of her pocket and shakes her head.

“We need a day off,” Y/n says and looks at Tamaki, “just you and me. We’ll finish train. Go back to my home, eat and watch movies. I owe you that. I’m sorry for neglecting you, my love.”

Tamaki smiles and kisses your forehead. “No. I was being dramatic, that’s all. They all love you. Almost as much as I do.”

“Almost as much as you?”

“No one could love you as much as I do.”

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“sobs I WANT HIM.”

🖤🤍Thanks for reading🤍🖤

-Caddy.

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spinji · 1 year ago

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Wanting to stay in touch, Izuku and Rody start mailing letters to each other almost immediately after Izuku gets back to Japan. Izuku sends one first, Rody teases him for being so impatient in his reply; a reply that he wrote and sent as soon as he possibly could but Izuku didn't need to know that. They talk like this for a few months, about their lives and their thoughts, comfortable and open just like when they were traveling together across Otheon; like it was just the two of them again.

Maybe Rody got too comfortable, maybe Izuku's honest nature wore his walls down too much, but on his next letter Rody confesses...everything. How he felt for Izuku, how long he'd been dealing with these intimate feelings in his chest, how yes, actually, he really really wanted to see Izuku again! It's all laid bare before he can overthink it. His handwriting is sloppy and he nearly rips the whole thing up more than once.

It sits fully written, addressed, and sealed on his desk for days before he finally breaks. Rody drops it in the post box and forces himself to focus on something else. It would be at least a week before he got Izuku's awkward but kind let down so he had no reason to dwell on it now. What's done is done.

Then the war breaks out.

The letter doesn't make it to Japan, the borders having shut before it could leave port. Rody has to try and hide the crushing knot in his chest when the old tv at the bar only passively mentions the devastation in Jaku. He has to stand there, mopping the floor, and hope Izuku wasn't involved.

Where was his school again? Was it close to there? Did they send him to fight again? Detailed information is almost impossible to find. Rody's only internet access is the public library and any articles he can find with any details are all in Japanese. He almost tries learning the language himself to fill the gaps in the automatic translations but he gets too frustrated too fast.

He catches the broadcast of the fight with Shigaraki by chance, butting into some random guy's personal space as he streamed the live coverage on his phone. He has to pretend he's just curious and unknowing and not screaming for Izuku to win; to survive.

The dust clears, the fight ends. Izuku is barely conscious but he lived and stood tall long enough that others could get him to the hospital. The room is sterile and peaceful, one by one his worries about his classmates and teachers wash away as they stabilize, heal, and come out of surgery okay. His more unscathed classmates come to check in and give him updates; Mandalay brings Kota and Mirio brings Eri. His mom makes time every single day to see him.

It's been almost a week, he'll be discharged any day now, and his mom comes to see him again with something gently held in her hand.

He got a letter in the mail.

#is this anything?#rodydeku #rddk #mass murder duo #rody soul #izuku midoriya #mha spoilers #mha manga spoilers

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yanderenightmare · 10 months ago

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TW: NSFW, noncon/dubcon

fem reader

Thinking about massive beefcakes again...

Big, brawny warriors who're carved with both muscles and battle scars – who still have some blood on their hands they couldn't bother washing off before claiming their pretty little war prize.

Oh, but he's so gentle with you. No threats on his lips, just a smile as he lets his large hands do all the talking – that, and the bloody axe he left leaning against the wall of your humble hut. So big, you wouldn't even be able to carry it if you used both hands.

And speaking about needing to use both hands...

You straddle his lap while working his massive cock – trembling as you wrap your fingers around the base, one hand stacked on top of the other, fingertips curling around his shaft – unable to reach around it while rubbing over fat veins that pulse beneath your soft touch.

He coos at you – tells you you’re doing so, so good for him, how he’s going to reward you real soon – how he won't hurt you so long as you do what he wants.

Oh, and you're so scared – so very scared of those large scathed paws holding you steady at the hips as he rubs his thick manhood against your stomach – throbbing between your ribs – a good measurement for how far inside he would try to push.

There’s just no way you can possibly cram all of that inside you, is there?

You hadn't even noticed you were crying. Fat tears slip from brimming in your eyes, sliding down your cheeks and splattering on the hair of his broad chest.

He told you to breathe, and you realized you’d been holding it in. He told you to relax – but tears only kept falling when his hand reached under to cup your scared little sex – his calloused fingers a strange type of friction on the lips of your pussy, ticklish in a sense, sending energy splurging through your core.

Oh, but ain't you just the sweetest little thing. “You’re so wet, baby~” He hummed, voice thick with heat as his finger slid playfully through the slick pooling from your slit.

You whimpered at his teasing, and he hushed you – cooing at you while his fat fingers started prepping your tight little hole for him with a thumb rubbing over your clit – still nothing harsh – just grazing the slit, letting your body know to prepare itself for him.

You almost wished he would just push you down, tower over you, and do it all swiftly – because you weren't sure just how much of this your poor heart could take. You heard its pitter-pattering in your head, felt it drum in your fingertips, in your toes, thumping where his hands were taunting your tender flesh – petting the silk as it wept for more.

You felt something curl – coil – wind like an adder in your gut along with butterflies. Soon, glossing his entire hand with arousal.

You heard the chuckle as he filled you up with one of his digits – long and thick with muscle, bumpy at the knuckles as it eased inside you – swirling around your velvet walls, all wet and fluttering for him – then followed by another – still with his thumb drawing sweet circles into your swollen clit, making you clench around the two fingers tightly with an ever-so-sweet moan spilling from your lips.

He groaned at the sensitivity – the stimuli and response at his fingertips – how impressionable you were for him. So sweet and pliant – knowing you were but a sheep caught on wolf claws.

His eyes were heavy-lidded, a sloppy grin showing teeth as his lips brushed up your collar with wet praise – his tongue hot as he licked up your throat with warm breath ever so very intimately – puffing like a hound as he bit your earlobe playfully, letting you know with thick rust, “I think you’re ready to take me.”

Oh, how he loved the way you tensed – knowing he had you completely in his palm – hooked right on his fingers – and soon on his cock.

BNHA – Bakugou, Deku, Kirishima, Enji, AFO, All Might, Mirio

JJK – Sukuna, Toji, Kenjaku

DS – Doma

HxH – Uvogin

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blakeswritingimagines · 2 years ago

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Nicknames

Izuku Midoriya:

Angel - 372649/10, So smiley as he says this to you and just enjoys it himself.

Love of my life - 7/10, Only said either when it's both of you or during interviews as his hero persona no in between.

Cutie Patootie - 8/10, Uses this as a teasing nickname towards you, but does think it's cute for you.

Katsuki Bakugo:

Short stack - 20/10, Loves to make fun of you and will even say it when talking about you as well.

Dumbass - 6/10, In his mind, he's saying it with affection, but to most people, he's just being mean, so he tries to say it around just you or friends.

Babe - 10/10, After enough time with you, he'll give you a cuter nickname but does enjoy this one the most for you.

Shoto Todoroki:

My Beloved - 10000000/10, Dude is old school but does say it with nothing but pure adoration towards you.

Pumpkin- 8.4/10, Thinks it cute for you but honestly enjoys it more than you probably do.

Sweetie - 8/10, Usually says it when he needs your attention but still uses it around friends or around his family to rub it in that he's living a high life with you.

Tenya Ida:

Dear - 500/10, Another old school but also likes how proper it sounds he'll also use it to get your attention or as his hero persona.

Petal - 6/10, More in public use especially since he thinks you're the sweetest thing in his life even when he first said it when he wasn't even trying too.

Lovebug - 5/10, Only used in private between you both since he thinks it's special for you, nor does he care what aesthetic you have your getting this cute nickname.

Fumikage Tokoyami:

Light of my life - 7.8/10, Pun on his quirk but does truly believe it and adores seeing you react to him saying it.

My heart - 9/10, Used whenever private or public he's calling you this just because he can.

Dove - 5/10, Pun on himself and thinks it's funny but does enjoying using it on you mainly in private.

Hitoshi Shinso:

Other half - 7/10, Honestly surprised toy actually even agreed to be with him since most everyone thinks he's got a villain quirk but loves proving to himself that your actually his.

Lovely - 6/10, Used whenever but mainly when you're going through a tough time and he wants to help.

Bunny - 1946582/10, Uses it literally whenever he can in private or public, just you both or around friends he does not care he likes calling you by this too much.

Denki Kaminari:

Honey bunch - 10/10, Thinks you're the cutest thing he's ever seen, so he tried several other nicknames before landing on this one.

Hot stuff - 8/10, Teases you heavily with this nickname and just likes how fun it is to mess with you.

Dude - 50/10, Of course meant in a romantic way but normally says without thinking so most people think your just friends.

Eijiro Kirishima:

Baby - 9/10, Practically does baby you on the daily because he can, but tends to take care of you like you're made of glass, especially because of his quirk.

Princess/ Prince - 20/10, Thinks you're the most special thing in his life other than his hero work and loves to make it known.

Shortie - 6/10, Regardless of your height, he calls you this just to tease you and have fun with it.

Mashirao Ojiro:

Angel - 200/10, Introduces you as such to others but also just likes seeing your reaction to it or teasing you with it.

Sunflower - 7/10, Simply enjoys calling you Sunflower and loves getting to use it when he can.

Cuddle bear - 5/10, Only says it between you both since he feels it's more of a private thing for you both.

Mirio Togata:

Darling - 8/10, Main one he calls you by and even tells everyone time and time again that your his darling.

Sunshine - 6.6, Says this only when it's just the two of you and loves to make sure you believe it.

My Love - 8/10, Just enjoys saying this one to you and teasing you with it if he can.

Tamaki Amajiki:

Sweetheart - 2736588/10, First nickname he ever called you even as flustered and nervous he still said it and now it's stuck.

Dear - 8/10, How he introduces you to others but also just loves saying it to you seeing your reaction to it.

Honey - 6/10, Loves calling you this sweet nickname more so when you're alone but will say it when he's trying to get your attention.

#izuku mydoria x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #tenya iida x reader #fumikage tokoyami x reader #hitoshi shinso x reader #denki kaminari x reader #eijiro kirishima x reader #mashirao ojiro x reader #mirio togata x reader #tamaki amaiji x reader #my hero academia headcanons #my hero headcanons #my hero academia #bnha fanfiction #bnha #bnha headcannons

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faulty-writes · 2 years ago

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Can you do head-canons with sir night-eye, Aizawa, and all might where the student (general neutral & platonic.) they are teaching never trusts them.

Not in an f you way they just never take their advice seriously, playfully deflect reprimands, tease them (etc.)?

And as it turns out, every adult figure in their life always let them down or never really cared! Thank you!

[ Hello! Yes, I can do headcanons. I apologize for the long wait. ]

Mirio was the one that had introduced you to him, and from the start, you immediately gave Sir Nighteye the cold shoulder and purposely did everything you could to avoid his teachings or worse, his lectures.

When you went completely against his orders trying to apprehend a villain, he called you into his office and tried to intimidate you with his stare. Of course, it didn't work and his question, "Why did you do something so disrespectful?" never got an answer.

Whenever he threatened to put you into that God-awful tickle device of his, you'd always 'playfully' threaten him by saying you'd report him for harassment or worse, take him on with your own quirk.

"I believe it's time for you to leave" he'd say whenever you decided to purposely distract him when he was working, you'd do little things like knock on his desk or play music on your phone at full volume. Yeah, it was good to feel on top.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah" you'd always dismiss his requests, even if they were meant to try and connect with you by waving him off. Eventually, you thought he'd give up, but sadly that never happened.

He seemed to get highly defensive whenever you happened to insult one of Mirio's jokes, "Frankly, if you don't have a humorous comeback be quiet," and your usual reply to this was "Shut up!"

"Why do you continue to disregard my orders!?" he shouted while you lay in the hospital bed after a mission gone wrong and despite being in pain, you snapped "That's none of your business!" back at him.

Sir Nighteye put your internship on hold after supposedly being done with your disrespect. Not that such a thing surprised you, after all, what more did you expect from an adult? They only used and abused you, and continuously let you down.

Part of you wondered if Sir Nighteye knew just how hurt you were, especially with how he looked at you some days. But it was doubtful he'd ever try to open you up and even if he did, you'd refuse.

You always thought he was a fake, the way he sulked around and gave inspiration like "Don't say you can't, say you will" was all so cliche and you weren't a stranger in letting Mr. Aizawa know precisely how you felt about him.

You hardly paid attention during class, purposely propping your feet up and causing disruption. Despite the punishments, he gave you, like detention and threats of expulsion both of you were too stubborn to be broken.

"If you have a problem, you can say it in front of the rest of the class Y/n," even when he tried to single you out or attempt to embarrass you during class you never missed the opportunity to turn the embarrassment back onto him.

It was clear that you weren't just any old student, he had dealt with troublemakers in the past but you came off as a little different. More closed off with a hesitation to trust anyone but your fellow students. As your teacher, he felt it was his responsibility to help you stop hiding your pain or face it.

"That sounds a little extreme, yo!" Hizashi replied. "It's clear that Y/n is in some kind of pain, I wouldn't be a hero or a teacher if I ignored it," he shrugged and pointed a finger at Shota. "It's your funeral," he advised.

Trying to force an answer out of you wasn't the best idea, "Just leave me alone! You don't know anything!" you snarled, ready to take your teacher on regardless of the rules you were supposed to follow while on Yuuei High property. "I know enough to say you won't use your quirk against me and that something is wrong," he replied nonchalantly.

You tried to avoid him after this, but he didn't give up and went as far as to bring your family and your past mentors up. "What do you want me to say!? That none of them cared, that they all left me alone!? Is that what you want!?" you snapped at him, but he only remained quiet and laid his hand on your head as if trying to comfort you.

He seemed intent on proving that he wasn't like the rest of the adults that let you down. He'd take extra time to talk to you after class and constantly ask if you were alright. Frankly, you found it a little annoying, and no matter how hard he tried you knew you couldn't let yourself fall for his act.

"I just don't know what to do with the kid anymore," Toshinori confessed one day in the teacher's lounge. "Who, yo?" Hizashi replied making the former number-one hero sigh in response. "Y/n..." he said, turning his glance elsewhere. "That kid, unlike young Midoriya...is troubled," he concluded.

"Is that name really necessary?" he asked when you bluntly called him a "Stringbean hero" in front of the class. Of course, this wasn't the first time you had teased him and it was odd that you were one of the few people that didn't look up to him.

"Hey! Young Y/n!" he called one day in the hallway, hoping that his attempts to get closer to you would work. Unfortunately, you only cast him a glare that immediately caused him to stop. "What a face..." he muttered, but somehow he felt as though there was some pain behind your expression.

On occasion, you and he would get into a bickering match. Usually, in the presence of others, and 9 times out of 10, Izuku would try to break it up. "H-hey, why don't you um...take a break? After all, he's still A-All Might and he d-deserves respect," you hated that. Nobody deserved respect, it had to be earned and as far as you knew, he had done nothing for you.

"Look young Y/n!" he snapped one day after you had disregarded his advice during training which resulted in not only yourself being harmed, but your fellow hero students. "I might not know what's going on, but clearly you have something against me...or authority..." his fingers tightened on your shoulders. "But please, don't let it be the death of you," he said, leaving you feeling both angry and almost guilty.

You couldn't get that concerned, pitiful look of his out of your mind and eventually snapped "What is your problem!?" at him one day. "I don't need anyone to care about me so stop it!" you growled and stomped away before he had the chance to reply.

"I know I failed many people as a hero, but as your teacher, I want to help you succeed. Of course, in the end, it's your choice," he said to you one evening when he pulled you aside to talk. "Either way, I'll be here," he said, patting your shoulder before walking away. But you knew he'd never understand how you felt.

#aizawa x reader #toshinori x reader #shota x reader #all might x reader #bnha x reader #aizawa x you #toshinori x y/n #bnha fanfiction #all might x you #all might x y/n #toshinori x you #faulty writes: toshinori yagi: 23 #shouta aizawa x reader #faulty writes: mirai sasaki: 23 #faulty writes: shota aizawa: 23 #faulty writes: toshinori yagi: headcanons: 23 #faulty writes: shota aizawa: headcanons: 23 #faulty writes: mirai sasaki: headcanons: 23

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mytheoristavenue · 5 months ago

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You were obsessed with him, with whole band honestly, but the young pianist/singer had captivated you body and soul. That's what lead you to where you currently were, vibrating with excitement in a long line to the meet and greet table.

"I can't believe you spent that much in tickets just to meet these guys," your friend, who you'd dragged to the show with you scoffed, shifting their weight to the other side. "They're music isn't even that good."

You couldn't disagree more, but you weren't here for the music and they knew that. "Did I bitch and moan when you dragged me to that Fallen Angels concert so you could drool all over their drummer?" You sassed back, sticking your tongue out.

"Mezo Shoji's a sex icon." They argued. "You know he has a vibrating tongue stud, right?"

"Oh, I'm so sure." You rolled your eyes. "And even if he does, he's not using it on you."

"Right," they smirked, crossing their arms. "Just like just like you're never gonna get to lick Tamaki Amajiki's lip ring."

"(F/F/N) (F/L/N)!" You shrieked, slapping your hand over their mouth as people in line began to give you disgusted looks.

"Oh no, not the full government name!" They teased, snickering. In you flustered state, you hadn't realized how short the line had gotten until your friend nudged your shoulder. "Look we're next."

You froze as the person in front of you stepped put of the way, followed by the band for a photo op. They looked even more amazing in person than online. You watched them pose with the fan. Tamaki stood in the middle with the fan, his arm draped around their shoulder with a bright smile. Mirio did the same, his hand reaching over to rest on Tamaki's shoulder from the other side of the stranger, and Hado hugged the singer's side, throwing up a cheeky peace sign.

That was going to be the two of you in a moment, you realized as the group began to walk back to the table. You were frozen, holding up the line as you realized they were staring at you, waiting for you to step forward. "C'mon," your friend nudged you again pushing you toward the table.

"Hey there!" The guitarist beamed, becoming you forward, extending a hand to shake. "Thanks for coming out, how are you guys doing tonight?" You meekly took his hand, speechless.

"Sorry about my friend, they're just kind of star struck, they're a big fan." Your friend explained with a smirk.

"Oh, well thank you!" Mirio grinned, shaking your hand with a sturdy grip. "We love our fans and we appreciate all your support!"

"Do you have something for us to sign?" Hado piped up, with a giggle, which only grew sweeter by how you shyly pushed the well worn vinyl copy of their first record out in front of you. "Awe, you're so shy!" She gushed, taking it from you and signing it before passing it to the singer. "Just like our Amajiki, isn't that right!" She nudged him, making him produce a timid smile as he peered up at you. "Amajiki, you have to talk to your fans, ya know!" She chided with puffed cheeks. "These people paid alot to meet you!"

"S-Sorry for that..." he finally spoke up, indigo eyes settling on yours timidly. "I-If it were up to me this would all be free..." he confessed before muttering under his breath to Hado. "Knowing people pay so much just to see us stresses me out..." He smiled up at you, finishing his signature and passing the record to Mirio. "Thanks for the support, we couldn't be here if it weren't for fans like you..."

"Oh yeah, they're a die hard fan for sure!" Your friend laughs, nudging your back in an effort to get you to talk. "Aren't ya?"

"M-Mhm... " you finally hummed, nodding bashfully. "Y-You guys are my favorite band, you're music has gotten me through so much..."

Tamaki's eyes lit up and he gave you a sunshine smile. "I-I'm so happy to hear that!" He beamed with a small laugh. "Knowing I can make a difference in someone's day means the world to me..."

"Hate to cut this short," Mirio piped up again, standing and motioning for his friends to do the same. "We're limited for 3 minutes per person. Ready for the picture?"

You paled, realizing how you squandered your few minutes of time with Tamaki as you stepped aside and followed the group over to the photo backdrop.

Tamaki stepped into the dead center, with you on his left and your friend on his right with Hado on your side and Mirio on theirs. You smiled brightly at the camera, preparing for the photographer to snap the picture. Suddenly a blush crept across your face when you felt a hard slip around your waist, pulling you close until your hips bumped with theirs. Cold steel rings and beaded bracelets told you who it was, though given the positioning it should've been obvious.

Snap.

You and your friend stepped stepped away after saying your goodbyes and you couldn't shake the heat in your face. That couldn't have possibly really happened, right?

Weeks later, you got an e-mail from The Butterfly Gazzette, the bands newsletter. It thanked you for you unending support, and attached was the photo you paid for. Sure enough, there he stood in the middle, hand on your hip and other arm slung around your friends shoulder. You cringed at your shocked and flustered face, contrasted with his innocent smile.

#tamaki amajiki #tamaki x reader #mha #mha x reader #amajiki x reader

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izvmimi · 8 months ago

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All Roads Lead to Love? - Chapter IV

cw: alcohol mention. melodramatic. Please see masterlist warnings. Masterlist

The highlight of your week is the fact that you get a single lead on your plan to manage little mister Minamoto based on a meta-analysis of management of children with time-bending quirks, and while it’s not exactly the same, it’s enough to give you hope that you won’t have to quell his uniqueness while keeping him safe.

Pleased with yourself, you practically prance out of the door of your apartment, excited to meet your friends for Sunday brunch. You’ve agreed that this would be a boyfriend-free zone, which has relieved you of the concern of Camilla and Akira having to lock eyes again any longer than necessary, although perhaps it’s safer keeping you away from Katsuki than anything. There were a few things you weren’t particularly excited to forgive him for, particularly when it comes to how comfortable he was bullying Izuku in high school and being generally rude, but Runa swears he isn’t all that bad, and you reluctantly believe her. Watching him behave on television also supports the idea of maturity settling in and he was polite at your last reunion so you’re not unwilling to bury the hatchet after all.

Your friends are chatting away, coffee and mimosas set at the table by the time you arrive.

“Hey!” Runa beams as you slip into the seat just beside her. Camilla blows you a kiss, and you recognize a floral blouse from your last excursion already on her, as well as the earrings that look suspiciously like the ones promoted heavily by a jewelry shop Mirio did an ad for recently.

“You started drinks without me,” you pout, but move on quickly, reaching for the menu before you. It’s an upscale place and quieter than you’re used to but are thankful for.

“If you show up on time, there’ll be nothing to complain about!” Runa teases. You give her a sharp look, but she’s too busy deciding on something childish you’ll make fun of her for ordering. Camilla’s first question is how your dates went, and you grimace.

“Great,” you answer.

“Just great?” she repeats. You give her another look - you’re giving a lot of looks right now - and she raises her hands in defeat, then glances at Runa. Runa’s complexion is already deepening in color as she melts and you sigh.

“Just say what you need to say,” you encourage her, and her eyes are practically watery.

“You mean it?” she asks.

“It’s not like if I say ‘don’t gush about Bakugou’ that’s gonna stop you in the next ten minutes so go ahead.” You say defeated.

Camilla and Runa both laugh, and Runa tells you all about her date last night. You think again to the picture she sent and the bleached blonde haired girl with Izuku.

As if she can read your mind, Runa slips in that Izuku’s date and him didn’t hit it off at all, despite you not asking in the slightest.

“I mean not everyone has to fall in love with him,” you reply flippantly, and Camilla raises an eyebrow.

“That’s funny coming from Miss In-Every-Lifetime-But-This-One.”

Your eyes widen and you look to Runa who giggles.

“You told her.” Your voice is venomous, right hand tight around a butter knife.

“You were going to tell her anyway, let’s be real.” Camilla replies. One part of you, deeply embarrassed and hot all over, wants to put her French toast up her nostril, the other, more sane part of you, realizes she’s right. Runa pats your shoulder.

“I mean I understand. It’d be nice to see what that kid sees in other universes for me,” she jokes.

“I hope your destiny is Mineta,” you hiss. She looks shocked and you feel righteously satisfied. Popping a powdered pancake bite in your mouth, you ask, “how is he anyway?”

…

Brunch is shorter than usual, roughly about an hour of chatter about work, other friends, and love lives, but Camilla checks her clock and says she has to leave abruptly once the clock strikes 1 pm. Runa glances at her, and her excuse is made up just as fast.

“I forgot to feed my cat.”

You tilt your head at the both of them, but they’re hurrying up, and you’re kind enough to offer to foot the bill and get your money back from them later eventually. Camilla takes Runa’s hand quickly and ushers her out, and you give both of them a dumbfounded look but you receive a text message that distracts you while you wave them off, waiting for the waiter.

Movie tonight?

Akira follows it up with a kissing dog emoji, and you snort through your nose. He hadn’t really apologized after your mini spat, and hadn’t replied to your good night text. This is presented as a peace offering, which makes you sigh. There’s no real reason to be mad at him however, so you choose to let it go, but you’re not ready to answer his text yet.

The waitress returns with another steaming cup of coffee instead of the check, which surprises you.

“Oh, I actually didn’t order this drink-” you start but she looks confused, and you decide to laugh it off instead, nervous. You figure Camilla probably ordered something and accidentally forgot about it. Now forced to drink it as the waitress clears your other dishes, your mind drifts to your tenuous relationship and then, again your clones.

Don’t let us convince you how to feel.

Don’t let momentum steer you in the wrong direction.

You let out a sigh.

When you look up, just like at the grocery store, just like at the open mic night, just like in your dreams a couple of nights ago, when the person chopping vegetables on your kitchen counter was not Akira, or another old fling, or even some random passerby in the street but Izuku, he is looking right at you again, surprised to meet eyes once again.

—

Your reaction is immediate and exaggerated.

The chair practically knocks over as you rise to your feet far too quickly, and Izuku is by your side too fast, unnaturally so, but you haven’t tipped over, and your coffee cup has rattled but hasn’t spilled.

“Hey, ___, are you okay-”

Your face turns to him and instead of shock, it’s anger. Your lower lip pulled between your teeth, eyebrows furrowed, annoyed, combative.

Izuku blinks. He didn't expect to see you here. All he had been told is that Runa wanted to meet him in person, for something, she didn’t specify what, but Katsuki had thought it wasn’t strange, and he was hoping just maybe that it was to help him out with you, and here you are, but here you’re clearly upset he’s around and…

“Why are you here?” you ask, the edge to your voice sharp as a knife. Your voice hasn’t raised, but it’s harsh; it’s not the you that politely avoids him, or nods disaffectedly to get him to stop talking to you. It’s direct, it’s mean.

He deflates.

“I… I was asked to come meet Runa here.”

You snort.

“Why won’t they fucking-”

You bite your lip again, and your nostrils flare, as you let your clenched fist drop by your side. Izuku doesn’t understand. What is it about him that you dislike so much that this scenario, him meeting you in a coffee shop after years of not speaking more than a few words, is simply unbearable to you?

“I, um… is she here?” Izuku asks. He’s taken a step back, and he’s looking around for his friend’s girlfriend and when you scoff, he turns back to look at you.

“Of course she isn’t here, did you really think-” you scoff again and cross your arms over your chest. Izuku’s eyes scan your closed posture, the fact that you’ve stopped looking at him, now looking away, barely noticing the glares and curious glances that you’re getting from other patrons now. You’re standing bone straight, planted and haven’t moved. He wants to ask you to sit, but it seems like that will only agitate you. You’re thinking about something, something distressing, he can tell, but he doesn’t know what.

“I-I’ll call her,” Izuku proposes. He pulls out his phone, but you’ve already grabbed your bag and are attempting to walk out the door. The waitress runs after you, yelling a “Miss, Miss, you forgot to pay,” which stops you in your tracks. He can see that you’re embarrassed now as you rummage through your purse, and Runa’s not picking up. He walks over, and offers.

“Hey, whatever the tab is, I can take care-”

“No.”

Your voice is forceful and he naturally recoils. Again, that natural aversion to him that comes on so suddenly so naturally. He can’t remember the last time someone disliked him so much, not since he was in middle school and Katsuki wouldn’t let him breathe. He can feel his ears warm and his heart race as you pass a credit card to the waitress, who immediately leaves the scene sensing the tension.

Izuku tries again.

“Hey, I wasn’t trying to undermine you or anything but-”

Your eyes move to him again, and for the first time, you speak truthfully, the vitriol you’ve been holding in, festering for how many years, you can barely count, pouring out all at once.

“You need to get used to people not liking you.”

Izuku looks like he’s been hit, but the dam has broken, and you can’t hold it in anymore.

“I’ve been perfectly polite and cordial to you. I don’t know why you keep showing up. Stop being nice to me and leave me alone. I have a boyfriend and I’m not interested in making new friends. Please leave me be, no matter what my friends think.” Your words are whispered in semi-hushed tones and harsh, and the message harsher.

Izuku swallows hard, made pale, his heart pounding in his chest. Rejection hurts, but something about this feels different, as though he has been told no before knowing how to form the question correctly. He hasn’t asked you for anything all these years, not much more than acknowledgement, and it’s true - you have given him that, you’ve been nothing but kind and cordial, just disinterested. The measure of a man is his ability to accept a no graciously. Izuku can do that. He can accept this shouted plea to disappear from your sight even if he doesn’t truly understand it.

He has never understood you. He’s always wanted to, but perhaps the truth is that he can’t.

Izuku pulls at the collar of his shirt. He’s looking around, and you’ve had the kindness to not yell but eyes are on him again.

Izuku Midoriya, number one Pro Hero and Japan’s symbol of hope, being told to fuck off forever. He takes in a deep breath, fighting the urge to cry, unsure of why he’s so emotional these days, and why when he looks at your eyes specifically, he feels as though he’s being appraised for everything he’s worth.

“Okay. I’m sorry.”

This breaks your heart. As Izuku turns to leave, you are already regretting your outburst, a lump now in your throat. You can remember every one of your love stories, seeing it written in the fabric hanging off his back for a moment and your head begins to spin.

You’re not following the script. There is no script. You have a boyfriend. You are happy. You don’t need him. You don’t even want him.

Your clones are happy, but you are happy. The waitress returns and asks you to sign the check. Izuku sits at your table, and calls Runa again, and you depart.

—

Runa still doesn’t pick up.

Izuku’s so wired he’s practically sweating, and he can’t remember the last time he’s been set ablaze with embarrassment and even his last battle didn’t have his heart racing like this.

She said no. She doesn’t want anything to do with you. People are allowed to dislike you, he repeats to himself over and over again, but it’s one thing to receive hate from anonymous commenters on online forums, or have an angry citizen spit in your face - it’s another entirely to have your longstanding high school crush reduce you to nothing in a room full of people.

People are staring at him, and it’s not unusual, but he has to leave. If someone were to ask him for an autograph right now, he just might implode into himself.

Taking a deep breath in, he licks his wounds figuratively as he’s well-practiced over years. There will be other women, even if it won’t be you. After all, perhaps this is a rebound and splitting with Ochaco hurts him more than he thinks he does. How unfair of him to redirect unresolved feelings onto you, who are no longer much more than a stranger to him?

Izuku leaves the restaurant and can still see you, arms crossed as you wait for something, a taxi perhaps, and watches you for a moment. Your hands rub the side of your arms for comfort and while again, you’re mostly perfectly still, he can practically sense the unease wafting from your body.

He’s the pushiest person he knows, but he knows better than to scare you. He should leave, and yet he remains transfixed in place, his heart pounding as he decides how to salvage the situation.

It cannot be as simple as you having hated him all these years. He must have done something. He remembers a cheerful you, eager to hear whatever he had to say, excited to study his Quirk, playfully messing up his unruly hair, until suddenly you weren’t. After the meta war, you’d squeezed his hand and whispered a word of thanks when his body still hurt so much, days into recovery at the hospital, that he could barely feel or hear you, and then something changed.

You sigh and murmur something under your breath, and he tunes in, concentrating all his might to hear even the faintest of clues in your voice.

“I’m going crazy. He didn’t deserve that.”

He didn’t deserve it, but Izuku is willing to bear it. For you.

—

“___.”

Your heart skips a beat and half as you jump, then turn towards him. Stomach sinking deep, you remind yourself that you should have gotten further away, rather than hover right outside of the place you behaved poorly, but your mind was too full of thoughts that once the fresh air hit your face, you’d slowed down and let yourself recover.

“I’m sorry,” is the first thing that comes out of your mouth before he can say anything else, and then you look away, embarrassment overtaking your ability to look him in the eye.

Izuku has his hands raised in peace as he approaches, and it’s practically ridiculous. There’s nothing you can do to hurt him, not in a million years, and you want to ask him to put his hands down, yet he has the right to protect himself the way he sees fit, you’ve only been hostile to him so far after all.

“I feel like I’m overstepping here,” he starts, and you slowly shake your head, biting your lip, “but whatever… this is, it feels like more than indifference.”

Your eyes shift back to him, and he’s looking straight at you, and you finally register what he looks like in his entirety today. He’s dressed nicely but casually in a striped button-down and corduroy pants, as though he were joining you on brunch too, a welcome change from seeing him in his Hero suit or in a business suit for interviews. You can see a tiny bit of hair wax poorly distributed in a front lock you want so badly to fix and the deep concern for you drawn on his handsome features.

One of your greatest vices and virtues in life is your attention to detail.

You want to lie and say it’s nothing more than just a bad day, but your throat is suddenly dry. The sound of the cars passing and people bustling through the street going on with their lives continues to fill your ears, but seems to slow as you think.

There are five worlds where you’re far from indifferent to him. Where he is your everything.

“How did I wrong you? I’ll apologize and make it right.”

And what would that lead to? You think of the ring on Red’s finger, the poorly-hidden baby bump Salty sported. You think of the affection with which your clones spoke of him, and then you think of Akira.

You promised Akira he had nothing to worry about.

“You’ve done nothing, I just… My boyfriend gets uncomfortable when I talk to… Heroes.”

Izuku blinks for a moment, and you can see him exhale with his whole body, keeping his emotions in check.

“... okay.”

He won’t argue with you about it, no matter how much it aggravates him.

The lame excuse has an awful aftertaste, bitter on your tongue. The very implication that you’d stop talking to him because of a man is embarrassing enough, the fact that he won’t even bother arguing about it is somehow worse.

There is another pause where the two of you stand, and you make a terrible decision.

“There’s a good reason,” you add, finally. Izuku gives you a look and again your cheeks warm but you decide to push through. In a world of Quirks that literally bend the laws of physics, it’s not unreasonable for you to explain a disaster like this in the most clinical way possible.

“You have to keep an open mind.”

Izuku nods and for a moment, his soft demeanor disarms you. Your heart has stopped racing, and you look for the nearest coffee shop.

“Let’s sit down somewhere and I’ll explain. I have a lot to tell you.”

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