#the ua gang answers

[twst-ua-gang]

[unknown number has entered the group chat.]

HEYYYYYY GANGGG!!!!!!!!

Oh, right! Name stuff!

[unknown number has changed their name to UrGirlMina]

yo (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

— @ramshackleprefect-mina

Yo?! Mina!!

I didn’t realize you were here! It’s good to see you!!

How many people did you send this link to round face?!

Just you guys! But maybe she got in from the shared server in Ramshackle.

Regardless, it’s great to have you here with us now Ashido! How have you been?

Dinner is ready. Oh and hello Ashido.

There’s Todoroki! We’ll be down in a few!

[lostiolite]

HEARR ME OUT... mha x sweet home where hyun has a quirk that's like his abilities when he was turning in sweet home, but the more he uses them the more he loses self control of his abilities and people call his quirk villainous because of it 😲

EATING THIS SHIT UP OH MY GOD

WOULD HE GO TO UA? HAVE A LIL SHINSO MOMENT? WOULD HE JOIN THE LEAGUE OR SHIE HASSAIKAI?? OR WOULD THE REST OF THE SWEET HOME CAST EXIST AND THEY JOIN TOGETHER AND HAVE THEIR OWN LIKE... VIGILANTE THINGS

Maybe he actually killed that bully instead of pushing him into the road?

He could be part of the league and found by ofa after his family dies and used a tool, but i also rlly like the hassaikai- what if overhaul uses him as a pawn as well? (Like in this tiktok) Or what if hes villan turned good with the help of deku??? Having his own tomura moment, "the hurt little boy who wants to do good is still in there"

Honestly i like his quirk idea. Because hyunsu so genuinely wants to do good deep in his heart but has gone about it in unnerving ways and has done bad/mean things. His quirk is a knight but a monsterous one at that. I think the way his knight look should reflect his mental state, the more monsterous = more fucked up

His villain name would be BLLK and his hero name would be ryan

I HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT THE MLA MUCH UHM

I also think hyuk would have his jinx/deku moment, (like this tik tok from the same creator) . Honestly hyuk could be quirkless but i could also see him having some facade quirk, (like camie, or NEO FROM RWBY) he puts on facades to keep others safe and calm, so maybe he his quirk also emits a feeling of destress or calmness to specific people. Like a calm feeling to protect and calm somone down while simultaneously emotionally torturing his enemy. if he paired up with somone who could decipher others deepest fears he would be op.

Lol i think euns power could be somthing relating to her curiosity. Being able to ask a question and get people to answer like nemoto but with her own personal twist. Maybe shes able to get people in an emotional state to talk about things of maybe her quirk can gaslight people into thinking they said somthing but that would have to be something that happens rarely with a cooldown.

I feel like jisu would have some energy boost (like trumpet) quirk, able to lift ppls spirits with music, (or any music related quirk)

Gyuhwans quirk could be quirk canceling or weakening within a radius or when he notices you

[ofinkandpaper]

A Changed World

Yandere!Villian!MHA x Reader

Hello! Finally, after nearly an entire year, I have finally finished chapter two with the gracious help and beta reading of @cupidcreates ❤️ So many things have been going on in my personal life and I really appreciate y'all's patience with this. Also, to clarify why I tag certain characters though they don't appear in a this chapter: they are referenced and are an important character to the story as a whole, so it makes it easier for me to keep track of what tags I should put on each chapter when they're all the same.

Note: The characters are aged up. As the story progresses, I will tag each chapter with respective trigger and content warnings, which may include mentions of murder, assault, cannibalism, stalking, torture, arson, terrorism, and other felonies, Yandere themes, Sexual assault, Mental illness, abuse. I do not own MHA nor do these personalities represent the writers, characters or VAs of the show. This is strictly fiction and for entertainment purposes only.

**Trigger Warnings: Implied Stalking/Being Watched

Word Count: 3,566

Taglist: @lolawassad @letskidaddle @youngbeansprout @bakuhoes-dumbass @cupidcreates

"Okay, so here's what I'm thinking." You glanced up from your computer for a moment, pausing in writing the few reports Tamaki had asked you for to give Kendo the small amount of attention you knew would be needed for her to continue talking.

Her casual drone, when comfortable, made for nice background noise and gave you a sense of peace.

"You could always move in with me! Sure, you may have to deal with Monoma every once in a while, but he's mellowed out a bit since we graduated so he isn't as much of a nuisance as he used to be." The thought made you scoff, but gave you a tiny bit of hope for the blonde man. Even with as much hate as he spewed at your fellow classmates, you had a small soft spot for him. As far as you could recall, you were one of the few that he had actually confided in when it came to his quirk insecurity - whether a copying quirk was a good fit for hero work or not, and not having much support about it in his childhood. Sometimes it made you wonder, a little dejectedly, if he had been making a jab at your own quirk. Sure it wasn't anything fancy like Hawks' was, but you liked it well enough.

"You of all people know I don't actually mind being around him, Itsuka." You huffed a laugh and went back to typing, "Besides, I can tell you right now I'm not a good roommate. Partially due to my quirk and partially due to how much I enjoy being alone sometimes."

"Oh please, if I could handle you in the UA dorms, I can handle you in a regular living situation." You could almost feel the force of her eye roll as you hear her flop back onto your bed. You glance at the clock to check the time before continuing to type, making a silent promise to finish this one report and send what you have done while promising Tamaki you would finish the rest tomorrow.

You wanted at least a few hours with your friend while she was here, you know?

"Honestly, I think you only managed that because of Monoma and Tetsutetsu." You smirk and glance her way again. Again, she scoffed and waved a hand dismissively as she turned her attention to her phone. Once more, back to the paperwork grind, you pushed through the last few sentences before sending them off to their respective destinations.

"Oh. There was one other thing I wanted to ask about." You swivel to face Kendo, frowning as she sat up and gave you the most serious look you've seen on her the entire day.

"What's up?"

"Are you really okay living here? With all the gang activity?"

The sudden weight of her questions caused a slight tension to rise over your body and your expression to fall a touch. You turned away from her as you thought of an answer, staring blankly at your keyboard. You could hear her shifting - uncomfortably, you assumed - as she tried to wait patiently for your response.

It was hard to think of an answer that didn't sound like there was some lie to it. Sure, you were used to the gangs, and appreciated that they didn't make your life as much of hell as they probably could… but that didn't mean you were entirely comfortable with them getting away with strong arming innocent civilians just because they knew the local heroes weren't supported enough to be able to stand up confidently and fully against them.

In all honesty, you had half a mind sometimes to leave Tamaki's agency and join the local one to add some backbone to the force.

"It's alright… it's not exactly what I would really want, but it's what I can afford at the moment.” You pause and give a shrug, “And the gangs haven’t been too bad recently. Just wish the hero agency in this area had a bit more support so they could actually do something about it all.”

Kendo was quiet as she took in your words, and with your attention away from her, her expression neutralized. It would have been easy for you to see the thoughts that swirled behind her eyes; thinking of how she could help and who she could talk to about either easing the situation in your neighborhood or getting you to move elsewhere. Having known you since your schooling days, she knew you were a stubborn one - she could almost put you on par with Midorya and Bakugo, if she were being completely honest.

Maybe a talk with Nejire was in order.

She forced a smile on her lips as she stood and went over, humming as she placed a hand on your shoulder. You looked up at her, finding a soft smile coming easy to you in response to her own.

“Well, while you figure out what you want to really do - don’t lie to me, I can tell you’re thinking about it - remember you have a plethora of people who have your back if you ever wanna move out.”

You sigh and nod, softly mentioning Tamaki’s offer to help you move closer to his agency. There was a sudden, but subtle, stiffness in her hand, though before you could really question it, she relaxed and moved away towards the bedroom door.

“Why haven’t you taken him up on it yet? Oh, and did you want any tea?” She pauses at the door, waiting for your answer. You hum and nod, standing to follow her to the kitchen. This small moment made you glad she still felt comfortable enough with you to know she could make use of your home-space as if it were her own.

“I don’t know… if I’m being honest, I just really don’t want to feel like I’m taking advantage of his kindness. Like, getting me an entire house? That’s a lot - way too much! I could never just casually go ‘oh sure, thanks boss!’ to something like that.” You hoisted yourself up onto the counter, swinging your legs a little as you watch Kendo shuffling around getting the kettle and mugs set up. She raised a brow and glanced your way for a moment as she turned the oven on to start boiling the water.

“A house? I thought his offer was for an apartment.” You make an elongated noise, accompanied by the shrug of your shoulders and one of your hands swaying side to side in a ‘maybe’ gesture.

“House, apartment… he’s offered a few different options, including moving in with him,” Again you shrug, “But, again, it's nothing that I can easily accept from him. Not only do I not wanna  seem like a burden that needs to be protected, but I also don’t want to step on his toes and feel like I’m taking advantage of his kindness.”

She seemed to fall quiet in her thoughts as she watched the kettle, waiting for the whistle to signal that the water was ready. You let yourself relax a little further and rest your head against the edge of the cabinets while surveying the rest of the kitchen casually. Would it really be so bad if you decided to take one of them up on their offer to move in? Well, Tamaki did offer first - but Kendo was, as you felt, a closer friend. Glancing up at the ceiling, you contemplated if there had been anyone else that you could recall offering you a place to stay that wasn’t infested with more gang activity than a single hero could handle; you pull a blank as the kettle begins to whistle. Kendo picks it up and softly asks you to hold the tea bag strings in place as she pours. You were glad to do it; it gave your mind something else to focus on, and your hands something to do.

“I don’t think he would ever consider it as being taken advantage of. He is the one that offered in the first place.” She smiled and set the kettle on a cool stove burner before picking up and handing you one of the mugs. You gave her a soft thanks, accompanied by a roll of your eyes.

“That is true, but he is still my boss. If it isn’t the thought of taking advantage of his kindness, then I could only imagine what the more immature members of the agency would think if they caught wind.” That got a responsive giggle as the red haired girl shook her head almost wildly; you were pretty sure that if she hadn’t had that cup of tea in her hands, pressed against her chest, she would be waving her hands all over the place.

“I don’t even want to think about that! I’ve seen some of the members of your agency - I’m honestly surprised Suneater hasn’t said anything to them about their behaviour yet.” For some reason, her calling Tamaki by his hero name gave you pause to ponder slightly - had you been the only one to call him by his name this entire time? And why did it feel weird to hear him being referred to as anything beyond his name? You shake the thoughts before you could dive too far down that specific rabbit hole.

“I’m not sure, but I do recall him talking to a few at one point. Must’ve been really bad considering how they ended up acting like absolutely perfect angels after their private conversation with him.” You sipped your tea and let your mind wander again for a moment. What had those few done that caused Tamaki to actually reprimand them like he had, and not any of the other kinds of offenders? Kendo shrugged and took a sip of her own tea. However, before she could speak, her phone began to ring from the bedroom. Excusing herself, she set down her mug and darted off to answer it - you hoped you hadn’t kept her for too long. She hadn’t even mentioned if she was on call for hero work today or not before coming over to hang out.

You continued to nurse your tea, carefully leaping down from the counter so as not to knock her mug over in the process or spill any of yours.  You meander  into the living room and ponder if you wanted to either watch TV or grab a book to read. Or, as the thought came, you could go grab your own phone and either mindlessly scroll through social media or read fanfiction of your favorite shows and movies. You had a bit of a guilty pleasure when it came to reader inserts - though you weren’t sure why you called it guilty when it was a perfectly acceptable form of written media for your consumption!

You turned towards the bedroom as Kendo came back out, a pout on her lips as she went to her mug to take a few more quick sips before dumping the rest. Your brows furrowed in silent question when she finally turned towards you.

“Got called in to help with a few rougher captures.” She sighed and shook her head, “Guess the newbies weren’t as well trained in the area as we thought they were.”

“That’s understandable, was anyone hurt?”

“No casualties yet, but if you want I can keep you up to date on the progress?” You nod and she smiled, returning it before striding over to grab her bag. Instead of her usual hug and verbal goodbyes, she gave you a quiet wave as she slipped out the door. You sigh and glance around the room again before sitting down and flicking the TV on to see if there was anything good on at the moment, or if you were going to have to switch over to one of your streaming services.

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The moment the door shut behind her, Kendo sighed and pulled her phone out to redial Nejire-Chan.

Hello~?

“Just left their apartment, everything seems to be fine.” She spoke softly as she moved away from the door, keeping her head down as an unexpectedly deep frown found a home on her lips. She heard Nejire hum from the other end for a moment or two before she spoke again.

I’m glad to hear it! Gotta make sure Suneater’s little star stays safe… though, you seem to be troubled by something? The question almost caused Kendo to laugh, even over the phone no one could keep even a single thought from the woman’s notice.

“Did you know he had offered them to move in with him?” There was a pause on the other end before a playful groan.

Seriously? Talk about a bold move - never would’ve expected something like that from him! There was a giggle But, at the same time, too forward of a question when he doesn’t even know if they like him back or not.

“Well, from the sounds of it, they were really giving it some thought after I offered to let them move in with me.” There was another giggle and the clicking of the lavender headed hero’s tongue.

Now, don’t go around making promises you can’t keep. You have orders to keep an eye on them, not make moves! This got a full laugh instead of the usual giggles as Kendo’s cheeks burned from a flustered embarrassment. She hadn’t thought about it like that when she first offered, but there was a flutter in her chest at the thought of the domestic kind of life she could have with one of her best friends. Did she have a crush on them? She wasn’t sure, and didn’t even know where to begin trying to figure that out. Instead, she cleared her throat and decided to pull the topic in a different direction.

“Have you heard word from Monoma yet about..?”

Not yet, but I’m sure it won’t take long for LeMillion and Deku to show back up on the radar. I’m still curious as to what they were needed for over in America. Kendo could practically hear the pout through the phone call, which brought the smile back to her lips and pulled her mind from her previous thoughts.

She looked around her before walking up to the bus stop and sitting down, wrapping her arms around her bag to keep it close to her chest while she swung her legs. She got an odd fulfilled sensation whenever her feet would scrape against the concrete beneath her.

“I’m sure they’ll tell us all about it when they come home - if it wasn’t too confidential at least.” Nejire-Chan hummed in agreement. As she heard the other hero take a breath to begin speaking again, there was a soft voice on the other end catching her attention. Nejire pardoned herself for a moment and lowered the phone just enough to muffle the conversation, though Kendo could still hear it relatively well. Just as she’d been told before, it was about those villains she had to help get put into the system.

At least she hadn’t needed to tell them a lie when she had to leave, now that she thought about it.

Hey, I need to talk to you later. Let me know when you make it in! As she was hanging up, Nejire’s voice could be heard instructing the sidekick on what they should do in regards to whatever the question was they had asked.

Pulling the phone fully from her ear, she glanced around the bus stop and down both ways of the street for any sign of the bus before looking back down at her phone to scroll through her camera roll on a whim, also because she figured it was better than pulling a book up and getting sucked into the story while she was supposed to be at least somewhat focused on watching for when the bus came.

It felt like so long since any of them were in UA, and she was glad she was able to get so many memories saved into her phone during their time… it also felt a little weird that, now that she was thinking about it, that she managed to still have the same phone that she had all through school. Just that responsible with it, she supposed.

Scrolling through, there were plenty of pictures of Class B - a decent chunk  of which were just evidence  of times when Tetsutetsu and Monoma would steal her phone for impromptu photo sessions with the rest of the class. The memories made her eyes roll with a fond smile on her lips; she hadn’t heard much from Tetsu in a while, but that was to be expected when he was constantly on the job with Kirishima. Meanwhile, it was nearly impossible for her to get away from…

She blinked in surprise, opening one photo she had no recollection of finding before now. It was a selfie of Monoma and Tetsu on either side of… them. All three of them were smiling wide, as though laughing about something, and Monoma actually, genuinely, looked happier than she had ever really seen him before. Her smile came back, fonder than before, and her cheeks flushed a soft pink. For all the trouble he caused them, she really couldn’t imagine not having him as a friend. Any of them, really. She cleared her throat and put her phone down to keep herself from going emotionally overboard from the nostalgia, and just in time for the bus to arrive as well.

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The rush of the air outside the airplane cabin was calming, though his leg continued to jitter as he watched the clouds pass by. He was eager to get home and sleep in his own bed, patrol his own streets… see his friends. Needless to say, he was homesick, but he was on the track back home so it wasn’t too bad anymore. It had been months since they were last in Japan, and as much as he loved being over in America to learn and do some network connecting, he was more than ready to be back. Not to mention he was ready to have authentic Japanese  food again from his favorite restaurants . Maybe he could drop by his mom’s place and get something homemade…

“You’re looking a lot better there, Deku!” The green haired man blinked and looked up at his traveling companion, his smile brighter than the sun - as per usual. Deku returned the smile, though a softer version, and nodded.

“I’m excited to be back home. I wonder how everyone’s doing.” He turned back to the window as Mirio sat across from him and looked out his own window. One of the perks of being a top five pro hero: getting to take a private plane instead of flying commercial - not that there was anything wrong with it! He just… wasn’t comfortable with tight spaces with very little options for maneuverability.

“I’m sure they’re doing just fine, though I’m also sure you knew that.” Mirio chuckled and turned his attention to Deku, “Especially with how you’ve been constantly exchanging emails with almost everyone during our time abroad.” Deku laughed and rubbed the back of his head. It was hard not to constantly be checking for new messages during their away time. Was that clingy of him? He didn’t really think so, and he was pretty sure someone would’ve told him to chill out with the instant replies. Even Bakugo hadn’t told him off about how quick he was to respond, which was a little bit of a surprise.

“Fair. How has Suneater and Nejire-Chan been, by the way? I know you’ve been keeping up with them.” Deku turned from the window and looked at Mirio, who he was surprised to see had a conspiratorial  smile and was raising his eyebrows up and down.

“Nejire told me Tamaki has a crush on one of his sidekicks!” The blonde was moving to pull out his phone to flip through his messages while Deku tried to pick up his jaw from the floor.

“That’s great! Who is it?” Mirio held his phone out to him. On the screen was a picture of Tamaki and a hero dressed in a black and white suit with white owl wings.

“She hasn’t given me their name yet, wanting me to introduce myself to them in person first so I don’t spook them or let on that they were talked about behind their back. Not that talking about a friend’s crush is all that unusual.” Mirio chuckled and shrugged as Deku handed back the phone. He smiled and nodded.

“It would probably be odd if you called them out by name without them having met you before.”

The two continued to talk, from the mystery hero to how the agencies were doing and the crime rates that they’ve been hearing about. Not to mention going over profits from their side hustle and how things were going on that front… though, it was a little hard to focus on the rest of it when the hero Tamiki was pictured with kept slipping into his thoughts.

He would probably have to go with Mirio to greet them when they landed…

[dark-elf-writes]

i absolutely adore the varia with every fiber of my being, but i keep thinking about them showing up at ua to start some shit with tsuna and the gang, and immediately getting jumped by the barely tame herolings that are class 1a

Tsuna, standing between both sides trying to prevent outright murder: Can we all just get along

Izuku, all but snarling at Xanxus: Tsuna that man tried to SHOOT. YOU.

Tsuna, scrambling for an answer that isn’t mafia related: Don’t all siblings fight?

Literally everyone: 👁️👄👁️

[deusvervewrites]

...Ippan Jousei brings up a lot of interesting world building questions, because her size isn't something that can just be turned off.

Horikoshi said that she's somewhere between 2.6-3 meters tall (shifting around due to panel composition), or about 8.5-9.8 ft. The longest commercially available bed, an Alaskan King, is 9ft on each side.

She most definitely needs custom made clothes, and I doubt there's too much variety for people over 8ft tall. (There's barely any cute stuff above a 2XL, I shudder to think about what's available at a 12XL.)

Most buildings are not equipped to deal with her height, and regular furniture isn't designed with her weight in mind. Don't get me started on standard public transportation.

Worst part? She's not a hero. She doesn't get the fat paychecks to deal with these inconveniences, and you know all of this is just adding up. Someone like Gang Orca has the money to keep up with their lifestyle, or you have a Mount Lady situation where she's constantly paying for accidental damages.

We have answers to some of these and we can infer more!

Other than Ippan, we don't actually see anyone nearly as tall as she is. However, the design of the interior of UA implies that it's at the very least not uncommon for Quirks to result in a much larger body that might need such accommodations.

Additionally, when the class goes to the mall, we get marketers advertising various stores and services.

Additionally, the Volume 2 Profile for Ojiro explains that he can have clothing custom-ordered to fit his tail.

We also know that there are companies like Detnerat that specialize in selling products specifically for people whose Quirks might otherwise make it difficult to find clothing or highly-specific household necessities.

However, we also see lots of buildings and public transport that simple is not designed for her to fit, so we can also infer that while things are changing to be more inclusive, designing with people like her in mind is still not mainstream, and perhaps certain infrastructure was specifically designed with pre-Quirk standards in mind to deliberately exclude people like her.

[kakusu-shipping]

for your mha s/i

🩺Doctor: What is the worst injury that you/your self-insert has sustained in canon? If so, what was the cause and did you recover? What was your f/os reaction?

🔥Flame: Do you/your self-insert have an enemy? If so, who is it and why are they so hated? What was a particularly heated moment between you two?

@i-put-the-s4p-in-s4pphic

I actually have FOUR My Hero Academia Self Inserts, none of which I've talked about sense I stopped watching the show a while ago... So to make up for it I'll talk about all four of them!!!

Thankyou so much for your ask!!!

🩺Doctor: What is the worst injury that your self-insert has sustained in canon?

Hero - Luckily a lot of his injure have been pretty minor compared to Taishiro's. Not to say he hasn't been injured, both as a Hero and a Pro Baseball Player, but nothing that really stands out as too impactful. Taishiro plays it tough but he's a big ol worrier when someone he cares about gets hurt, so he'll fuss over Gumball if he so much as sprains and ankle though.

Villain - Complete opposite of Gumball, he's sustained so many Critical Injuries it's rather difficult to pinpoint on of importance. AFO found him both easy to fix and rather entertaining to break. When he started living with the League his rate of injury decreased, but the amount of worry increases. Jin especially freaked out when he as so much got a paper cut.

Student - This S/I is still sort of a WIP but if I were to guess, his worst injury would probably be something caused by the Hero Commission, probably while tagging along behind Hawks for training, before he was adopted by Nezu. He probably doesn't talk about those times much though, so neither Nezu nor Ojiro know about it.

Civilian - This S/I is also in WIP even though they're the oldest MHA S/I I have, they're probably the least finished just due to proximity to a Main Character combined with how far behind the series I've fallen. I image they might be injured during the War Arc for some reason but.. That'll just have to wait and see. Sorry for the non-answer!

🔥Flame: Do your self-inserts have any enemies? If so, who is it and why are they so hated?

Hero - Less of an enemy and more of a Rival; He and Shishido don't get along, much in the way Shishido and Gang Orca don't get along. It only got worse after he stole one of Shishido's Interns, Shoda, after a HLB match. He thought the kid made a good pitcher, what can he say!

Villain - MANY. Comes with the Villain territory. While he never actively met him, he does share the rest of the League's hatred for Kai Chisaki, both for killing one of his son's beloved friends, but also for being responsible for his brother's death. He was also the one set to keep eyes on the UA spy, and while he doesn't consider them enemies, he wouldn't be surprised to find out they think of him as such. He wouldn't blame them for it, either. (he's also constantly ready to throw down with Endeavor, though the opportunity never presented itself)

Student - Like Nezu probably the Hero Commission in General is Enemy number 1 to him, but the one person he puts the most blame on is Hawks, just do to proximity. Nezu's tried to convince him Hawks is like them, a victim of the Commission, but that's a hard pill to swallow when you're 14 years old and were constantly threatened if you couldn't keep up with someone twice your age. He'll probably be bitter about it for a long time.

Civilian - His wonderful beautiful person son, Neito Monoma's, parents. He's of course, very polite and calm and put together on the outside, but they drive him crazy. That's his perfect son boy boy son. They don't appreciate him like he does. If there wasn't an active war going on he'd fight them for custody and win. Neito pretends not to see the cracks in his not-legally-adopted father's patient smile.

[stainapologists]

Having a hard time sleeping so here's more rambling stuff about Nozomi.

Her interest in Gyaru fashion is tied heavily with her transness. No matter what she does, she will always be at odds with what normative society considers attractive. Embracing the purposefully abrasive gaudiness and "impolite" hyper feminity of kogal aesthetics has been a source of comfort and gender euphoria for her.

2. She bleaches her hair and only recently learned to use toner. The bleaching, along with the way she back combs it, hot curls it, and adds streaks of wash out dye almost daily, means that her hair feels like straw. It's DRY.

3. Nozomi's gang tattoos are well hidden by her clothes and she goes out of her way to avoid changing in front of the other girls in 1-A to keep them hidden. She's no stranger to lying her way out of uncomfortable situations, but she's going to be at UA for a long while and she knows she won't be able to keep track of what she tells everyone.

4. On a related note, Nozomi's go-to for any personal questions her classmates might ask follow one of two routes. Behind door one, she answers their question with a different question related to the topic, usually by starting with an observation about the other student. Door two, she drops a one liner and walks off to let them chew it over. (example: Momo asks her about her family and Nozomi is strangely upbeat as she says "I don't have one!", then she leaves the common area)

5. She purposefully took a dive during the sports festival to avoid further attention. It's not like she's keyed up about potential internships, she's only becoming a hero because the other options, as stated by Nezu were: 'very dangerous reform school full of hardened criminals that may have something against her for her past affiliations' and 'prison'.

6. By the time she's enrolled in UA, her quirk's evolved a few times. Not that it matters. She can only use one shot-type, the soft shot, because it's the only attack her quirk produces that isn't potentially lethal. It's like being hit with a paintball gun. Most of her training is done with just hand to hand, because using her quirk against another student could be dangerous.

7. All Might doesn't exactly recognize who she is/was, but the first time they came face to face he told her she looked familiar. That made her clam right up.

8. She speaks Japanese with a heavy American accent, talks fast, slurs her words, and uses a lot of slang.

9. Despite the heaviness of their shared history, Nozomi does sincerely give a shit about Nezu (which is huge, for her), and not just because she'd be extremely boned if he died suddenly. The smoking and drinking worries her a lot, but that's lame, so instead of expressing that she just stares at him real hard and hopes he picks up on the concerned vibes she's putting off.

10. Nozomi grew up around drug dealers, pimps, and murderers + had fear beaten out of her as a small child. Bakugo does not scare or impress her. She thinks he's annoying, and that's it.

11. Midoriya annoys her as well. Different from the way Bakugo does. Midoriya bothers the fuck out of her because everything about him proves her world view wrong. Thinking about him for too long gives her existential dread. (And that too, is lame.)

12. Mineta is the only person besides Nezu she trusts enough to show her real personality. He finds the sharp contrast between Nozomi and her mask disconcerting, but she gets it. She's just glad that he doesn't tell everyone in class about it.

13. Her sense of humor is fucked. She thinks her memory of her first kill under Dahlia is funny. And she fail to understand why the mental image of a crying, frightened kindergartener taking aim at a bound gangster while being screamed at isn't humorous to anyone else.

14. The first time Nozomi's mask slips in front of her classmates, it's over a casual conversation with Mina and Hagakure. They were talking about boys, and when asked what kind of guy she liked, Nozomi went into a lecture about how to pick the right 'mark'. None of what she said had anything to do with attractiveness or personality, more to do with potential material and social benefits, and reward-to-risk ratios.

[tricksterscorvid]

31 and 46 for the writing asks, please? Thank you!

Do you start with the characters or the plot when writing?

Honestly it entierly depends on what it is that I am writing, the current fic I am OBSESSED with working on is insane to say the least and started with a small plot-bunny and grew from there into the monstrosity that it has become.

But two of my original writing things started with character creation over the plot.

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How would you describe your style? (Character/emotion/action-driven, ect.)

Well this is going to require me to actually lay out the basics of a few things I have been working on, either with a partner or on my own compleatly, because I don't usually pay attention to my style?

Black Rose: Original story, a possibly orphaned young woman learning that the killer is still alive and discovered that they had not compleatly eradicated this family.

Cantara Chaos: Orignal story, Deities in the flesh join guilds and basically cause chaos in the world while trying to keep the fact that they are Deities and their special abilities definatly are normal like their fellow guild members.

Ride or Die: Orignal story, full of dark tones and a /lot/ of smut. A woman in an abusive relationship with another woman is rescued by a guy that is a member of the local motorcycle gang, there is some awkwardness between them at first, but they happy together for a while before the ex hires a friend thats in a less-than-legal profession to kidnap the one they lost and theres more dark tones before she is saved again.

Shadow and Fire: Fanfic, one Hell of a fanfic, let me just take D.Gray-man and smash it together with My Hero Academia and sprinkle a heavy amount of Irish Mythros. Lugh and Morrigan are reborn into twins, their parents know but do not want their children in danger despite the fact that the reason they were born was to face off against the reborn Balor, the search for the Spear of Luin and the sword Fragarach lead them to join those of The Black Order and learning to wield their abilities and their respective weapons before a devistating fight between the twins forcing them apart for a while, one being rescued by the Clan of Noah and nursed back to health[I know how it sounds shhh] while the other nurses their own wounds thinking that their twin hates them, they end up looking for their other half and find them in Japan attending UA….

Inheritance: Fanfic, Voltron but Mythological creatures. Galrans are Merpeople and Alteans are Harpies. The rest are various other types of Mythological creatures.

The rest of the things I am unsure if I am allowed to share yet as my writing buddy is the head on those <3 I… hope this answers those questions o^o

[ofgravitation-moved]

"you look... amazing." / to ochako, bc imagine them all dressed up n unintentionally matching

ua had decided to throw a fall festival. it really wasn't anything too special. there were food stalls, entertainment, and mina had taken it upon herself to ensure there was dancing, of course.

mina had also insisted that ochako wear an outfit she'd picked out especially for her. confused, ochako of course at first protested, wanting to wear the clothes she already had on. but mina had that glint in her eye and she was determined to make ochako wear the black dress with an orange sash. so, she did. and ochako even let mina use her curling wand on her brunette locks and gave her some smoky eye makeup to boot.

head full of her wavy curls, with sections tied back in braid, and sparkly eyes.. ochako didn't think of herself as beautiful, or pretty ; but after mina was finished with her? she hardly recognized herself. beaming at herself in the mirror, she thanked her best friend, and together they left the dorms and headed down to the party.

when she caught katauki's eye, once her and mina had gotten outside, ochako felt the butterflies immediately flutter in her stomach. for once he wasn't in something baggy, and he looked so.. handsome, all dressed up. her smile broadened and she almost felt nervous walking before him, especially notiing the black shirt and orange tie he wore being the exact same color as her sash. oh, mina.

" thanks, katsuki! you.. look, uhh-- r-really good too! " / @ofdetonation

[gentrychild]

So Aizawa is driving, All Might is in the passenger seat, Gang Orca is laid down across the back seat, and Mirio is laid on top of him. Where did they put Shinso? On All Might’s lap? In a foot well? In the trunk? Did Aizawa use his capture weapon to strap him to the roof?

It's funny you ask because in a previous draft, Aizawa was the one thrown in the trunk when Izuku got tired of him when he tried to play hero. Then, in a later draft, All Might asked them to drive him to UA then just went into the trunk in order not to be seen by the helicopters and heroes and journalists arriving but since he had a broken arm, that would have been uncomfortable and potentially painful so I just darkened the windows.

But to answer your question, Gang Orca and Shinsou are both sitting in the back seats (though Gang Orca is kinda wobbly and taking a lot of space) and Mirio is half lying on them, half on the car floor, in the most uncomfortable position ever.

[notchesandbullets]

The Gentle Giant's Breaking Point (Shoji x Reader)

Art credit: @tonerukun​

Requested by: @/smol_angry_rabbit on wattpad

Aged-Up!AU

Warnings: explicit smut, size kink, dirty talk, hickeys, cursing, being overpowered and completely dominated, unprotected sex, creampie, multiple orgasms, tender aftercare and soft confession

Words: 6.4k

In downtown Musutafu, Shoji, Tokoyami and Ojiro were wandering around the city packed with people on a bright, sunny day. A gentle breeze blew by, swirling around the hundreds of people who decided to get some fresh air for the first time in weeks.

The second the weather warmed up, food stalls and all sorts of vendors were back on the streets. Mouthwatering scents of sesame soba, senbei and taiyaki curled deliciously into the air and wafted over to everyone within the vicinity, enticing them over to buy the scrumptious street food.

At the first sight of spring, the students of UA scattered, all eager to spend their off day outside.

Kaminari, Bakugou, Kirishima and Ashido all went to the pool, the rest of Class 1-A following in a slow trickle.

It first was Hagakure who wanted to tag along, then Uraraka, then reluctantly Jirou followed by the rest of the girls.

Midoriya sheepishly asked if he could come along too, Todoroki following suit since he'd rather be anywhere than at an empty dorm and end up having to go home to his father.

Mineta was only allowed to come with Sero's tape restricting his hands and covering his eyes. He complained the whole way there that it was unfair but no one paid any attention to him.

Shoji let his arms fall to his sides as he strolled around downtown, following Tokoyami.

He hadn't particularly wanted to go anywhere, preferring to stay in the dorms. He didn't know when was the last time where it had actually been quiet. Not since before they moved in.

He didn't really have any complaints about his classmates. If anything, he was rather happy to live in a dormitory. It meant he got to see a lot more of you.

You were best friends with him, preferring to keep to yourself most of the time, just like him.

Maybe that's why you got along so well.

Shoji never tried to bother you but it was inevitable when the last class of the day would be dismissed and everyone paired off or huddled up in their groups to talk about anything and everything. He would just be at his desk, pulling out a book or getting started on his homework so he didn't have to worry about it later and you would come over, plop yourself down in the empty desk next to him and start reading a book without a word.

He didn't mind. He rather liked your company. It was quiet. It was nice.

He was going to ask you if you wanted to come with him, Tokoyami and Ojiro today but you were gone when he woke up. At least he had your number and he messaged you to make sure you were okay.

You responded back pretty quickly that everything was fine, you just had to take care of something first and then you'd meet them at the beach.

Shoji thought nothing of it. So when Ojiro asked if he wanted to come along with them downtown because Tokoyami needed to pick up more art supplies before their next class, he readily agreed.

He honestly didn't expect to see you there, let alone run into you. Literally.

You panted, rounding the corner, your eyes round with fear as adrenaline pumped through your veins. But you weren't watching where you were going.

Crashing into someone's very solid chest, your force knocked them over, sending the two of you toppling over instantly.

Springing up, you quickly apologized. "I'm so sorry!!"

All else blanked from your head as you saw who it was you exactly landed on and your jaw dropped open.

"Shoji?!"

Suppressing a groan, he sat up, encircling your waist carefully to ensure you wouldn't fall.

His brow furrowed in confusion as he helped the two of you up into a standing position, completely ignoring Ojiro and Tokoyami's questioning stares. "What are you doing?"

You opened your mouth to answer him when all of the sudden, you were hit by a blinding light.

Various enraged cries echoed from the alley you had just rushed out of.

"Get back here!!!"

"Shoot." You muttered under your breath. "My paralysis wore off."

"You're using your quirk?!" Ojiro exclaimed in shock. "You know that's against the rules!!!"

You ushered everybody into the nearest store hastily, hiding behind All Might merchandise to keep out of sight. "You want to lecture me now or after we call the police?"

While Tokoyami dialed for the local police, Shoji shifted closer to you, using his dupli-arms to hide you from view.

"Who are they?" He asked you.

He knew you weren't the type to go around causing trouble. If you had used your quirk, it had to be because you were cornered with no way out. He knew you.

And judging by that foreign, hesitant look in your eyes, you knew it, too.

"It's nothing, I'm fine." You mumbled under your breath, refusing to look at him.

Shoji didn't say anything else on the matter, dropping it entirely when a shadow passed over him.

You squeezed your eyes shut and held your breath as the men searched for you, your breath hitching when Shoji's grip around you tightened protectively. Too many times you had imagined his arms around you but this was a scenario you didn't exactly picture.

The sirens wailing outside had you relaxing the tiniest bit, the rest of the tension leaving your body as the police arrested the three men using their quirks to create destruction.

Shoji didn't let you go quite yet though. Not until he was sure every last one of them left.

Pulling back, he allowed you to slip out of his arms. And that's when he saw it.

The blood.

The cut on your cheek was smeared with crimson and he questioned how he didn't notice that sooner.

Cradling your cheek, he angled your face, his jaw ticking as he got a better look at your injury.

"Y/N."

You gulped as he used your first name without any honorific. You knew he meant business and your heart fluttered at how much he seemed to care for you in that moment.

You shoved down your feelings, forcing yourself to breathe normally, dreading that he would notice how nervous you were.

It wasn't that you really had anything to be anxious about, you knew Shoji would never judge you for any reason. Kind-hearted despite how often he had gotten teased when he was younger, he never let it affect him in any way other than pushing him towards his best self.

You always admired that about it.

Shoji was such a gentle giant and you were one of the few he told about his past and what ultimately led him to striving to become a hero.

Which is why you were so caught off guard by the anger simmering beneath the surface of his eyes as he tended to the abrasion on your cheek.

The officers contained the situation quickly, arresting those that were causing chaos. The same gang of boys who were responsible for your injuries. Tokoyami and Ojiro filed out of your makeshift hiding place first, reporting what you had seen before Shoji helped you up and they turned your attention to you.

All three of their expressions changed from quelled worry to disbelief as you denied all allegations they had clearly made against you.

Still, the police officers couldn't go against it if you didn't even admit to it but brought the boys down to the station for processing. They would be able to fit the pieces together later once the camera footage of the convenience store was recovered. Until then, they let you go.

After you refused medical treatment when the police arrived on the scene, absolutely hating hospitals, you trekked back to the dormitory to sort out your injuries.

They were rather mild and you weren't worried about it at all. The hero-in-training hovering over you though, said otherwise.

You sat on one of the many couches in the common area of Heights Alliance so that he could patch you up. It was a good thing that the dorms were empty since everyone was gone for the rare off day that they got.

Shoji had ushered Ojiro and Tokoyami to go on without him to meet up with the rest of their class at the beach, promising that he would look after you and make sure that you didn't actually need a hospital.

But you also thought it was to make sure you weren't going to do anything reckless again.

He had already scolded you for not taking your wounds seriously enough and insisted on treating them, which was a bit weird because he never was one for insisting on anything unless he felt strongly enough about it.

The atmosphere was tense as he put away the rest of the medical supplies, settling for a simple butterfly closure after he cleaned the area.

Now, he was staring at you as if he wanted to devour you. Heat flooded to your lower regions no matter how hard you tried to stop it. It was clear that he was frustrated, borderline angry and upset with you for reasons unclear to you but hope kindled in your heart.

There was no way he liked you like that. He never said anything about it before.

Regardless, no one should look that good while they were enraged. The silent fury simmering beneath the surface of his being was too good of a look on him.

"Are you going to tell me what that was all about?" Shoji questioned, peeling off his mask and revealed a deep-seated frown etched on his face.

Your breath caught in your throat. No matter how many times you saw his face, it never failed to take your breath away and stop time completely.

He was beautiful.

"I-I—" You stammered, at a loss for words due to his vulnerability in front of you. He clearly trusted you a great deal. You wanted to return the gesture.

Your heart rate spiked in nervousness and you swallowed hard.

Taking a deep breath to steady yourself, your voice got quieter and more solemn as you told him about these people who had been bullying your little brother. Your parents weren't in the picture, and since your aunt, who had taken the two of you in, didn't care much other than making sure you were fed and attending school, you knew you couldn't depend on her for help.

You had been bullied too, something you told your brother the second you walked in one weekend and he burst into tears. You felt horrible. At UA, you were too far away to protect him, but you promised you'd do something about it.

Logically, you knew you should've gone to the authorities. But you were just so blinded by rage and hell bent on revenge for these boys who had struck him across the face and punched him in the eye more than once that you weren't going to let it go on for a second longer.

Shoji was silent when you finished. You played with your fingers in your lap, unsure of what to do. Maybe you talked too much.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Your head snapped up and you gaped. You didn't have an answer for him.

Shoji sighed and his eyes saddened. "You can rely on me, on our friends. We would have helped you."

You looked back down, his gaze too intense for you to hold. He was staring at you too earnestly and you felt the hurt that resonated within him at the actions you didn't take to reach out towards him.

"I know." You whispered. "But I didn't want any of you to get involved."

A discontented noise emitted from the back of his throat and Shoji's mouth pressed in a hard line, clearly disagreeing with you but not voicing it.

The silence turned uncomfortable and you shifted in place, discreetly rubbing your thighs together as a shiver passed through your body.

Your eyes widened as he draped his shawl over you. You gulped as Shoji bulking form loomed over you, your heart now beating faster for another reason entirely.

"S-Shoji?!"

"Mezo..." He murmured. "We're alone. You can call me Mezo."

This wasn't anything new, you had already been comfortable enough to call him by his given name when the two of you were on your own but this was the first time he had requested you to say it before you got a chance to speak it.

He beat you to the punch. How unlike him.

You blushed, arching your back into his touch as he gripped your waist and drew you close to him to warm you up, heat flooding to your lower regions without permission at his low voice. "Mezo."

He groaned, his head falling into the crook of your neck at how intimate his name sounded when it fell from your lips. Physical affection wasn't rare between you two, but it largely remained platonic.

Until now. He couldn't suppress it any longer.

Capturing your lips in a heated kiss, he moved over you, unable to stop himself from pinning you to the couch.

"Ahh~" You moaned as he detached himself from your lips, keening as he continued down, pushing his jacket out of the way for better access to your neck. You weren't against this, but it was going too fast. You wanted him to slow down so that you could at least see him. "M-Mezo, w-wait..."

Stifling a groan, he reluctantly parted from your skin, catching your gaze.

Worried he had made you uncomfortable, he questioned, "Do you not want this?"

After you shook your head so violently that he was surprised you didn't knock into anything, he raised an eyebrow when you didn't express anything else.

"Then what's wrong?" Shoji asked lowly, voice gravelly and giving away just how much of an effect you had on him.

You bit your lip shyly at how you probably looked. Spread out for him, flushed to the core and panting. Your mind was racing. He had kissed you.

"S-Someone could walk in," You objected, stammering as you were only half aware that you guys were in the common area. "Don't you think we should— holy shit!!"

While you were protesting, he took the opportunity to latch onto the sweet spot under your neck, sucking harshly.

You couldn't help but whimper, your hands splayed against his broad chest as he continued to paint your skin with splotches of purple and pink.

"Mezo, come on, we should— eep!!"

Fed up with your objections as it hindered his passionate onslaught to your supple skin, Shoji hooked your legs around his waist, his huge hands cupping your ass as he practically sprinted to his room.

This time, your lips descended onto his, connecting the two of you together all the way there. You rocked against his hard-on pressed in between your bodies, moaning into his mouth as your core throbbed with need.

A growl ripped from the back of his throat as you did, and he leaned down to lay you on his bed, never separating himself from you for a second.

Cupping his face with both of your hands, you parted your lips, letting him explore your hot cavern. He slotted his body between your hips.

The two of you groaned in tandem as one of your hands slithered down to cup the stiff bulge and you whimpered when he pressed his knee against your clothed core. The pressure made slick pool in your panties and caused it to stick uncomfortably to your wet folds.

"Y/N..." He breathed shakily, his eyes clouded, giving away how much you affected him. "Can I—"

"Yes, please." You cut him off, unable to wait a second longer. "Please, Mezo, fuck me?"

Shoji's eyes widened and his cock got impossibly harder, straining against the confinements of his pants as he heard you beg for him. Beg for his cock to fill you up.

Fuck, that was so hot.

Your core was already throbbing with the need to have him inside of you. If he didn't do something soon you were sure you were going to combust.

Seeing his hesitancy as his fingers danced along the waistband of your pants, you quickly got tired of waiting and undressed by yourself, throwing your clothes in an uncaring heap onto the floor.

His eyes grew round in awe as your bare skin, breasts and that special place between your legs was revealed for him to freely drink in as you laid out before him, not an ounce of shame coloring your cheeks, save for the pink tips of your ears.

Cute.

Your back arched as his mouth latched onto one of your nipples, his big hands kneading the soft flesh, going harder when your response spurred him on. You whined as he flicked the pebbled tit, crying out as he bit down on it gently, a shock shooting through your system.

Shoji was studying every single one of your reactions to his touch, drinking it up as his eyes devoured you with barely restrained hunger.

"So... you like to be treated roughly..." He mused as he pulled upwards, your body following his touch as he let go of your breasts abruptly. "That's very interesting."

You whimpered in protest but that faded as he took his shirt off, the defined and sculpted muscle enough to make you forget what you were about to complain about. He was ripped, his torso flexing powerfully as he threw his shirt in the direction of the growing pile of clothes.

Licking your lips, you pulled him down to his level as he hastily undid the button of his pants, shoving it just past his hips so that his cock sprang free.

Your jaw dropped. He wasn't wearing underwear?!

Aside from that, he was fucking huge. How was even going to fit inside of you?!

You weren't given any time to dwell on his size as a finger probed your entrance. Your hands shot down to his wrist instinctively.

"M-Mezo, I'm s-sensitive—!!"

You cut off with a cry as he slipped it in, stretching you out.

Shoji closed his eyes, trying to restrain himself but you were just so hot and tight, pulsing around his finger like nothing else he ever felt.

"Is it too much?" He asked caringly, kissing you to ease you through it. You were unbelievable tight, he could already feel you clenching down on his single digit. "Do you want to stop?"

If your mind wasn't clouded with lust, you would've picked up on the subtle teasing lilt of his voice, as though he already knew what you were going to say.

"No..." You protested, squeezing your eyes shut, unknowingly doing exactly what he expected.

You could take it. You wanted him to make you take it.

Your eyes widened as he cursed behind you and that was when you realized that you said that last part out loud.

Oops. You were really in for it now.

You gasped in surprise as his hands released your wrists, but it was only temporary as he hooked your legs around his waist before he was immobilizing you again. Struggling slightly even though you were clearly overpowered, you begged for him to let you touch him before you died but he refused, shutting you up with a passionate kiss that stole your breath away.

Your body lurched and you wailed as he finally sank into your cunt, moaning and panting like a dog in heat as he sheathed his massive member all the way inside of your spasming channel.

A broken whimper of his name fell from your lips as his hips finally pressed flush against your ass, mewling as his balls rested against your puckered hole. You buried your face into his neck, ashamed of your reaction. He had barely done anything yet and already you felt like you were on the brink of cumming.

"Mezo—" You warned breathlessly, mouth gaping at the sheer size of him, your hole struggling to adjust. "Ngh!!"

Shoji braced himself up on his forearms, swearing under his breath as you clamped down around him. His fingers laced with yours from where he was still pinning your arms over your head, bending down to kiss you in order to distract you from the stretch.

You were hot, tight, and squeezing him with so much force, he already felt like he was going to cum. Stuttering out your name, he hissed as you clenched around him again.

"Y-Y/N, stop— don't do that." He begged, one of his hands fisting in your hair as he held onto his last thread of restraint while you adjusted to his size.

"C-Can't help it, Mezo." You whimpered, scratching his broad back as you fought the urge to arch your hips, knowing that was just going to encourage him to move before you were ready. "You... You're so big."

He had never prided himself on things like this, by how much he received praise or compliments from others so that he didn't have to question the authenticity of it, preferring most times to simply acknowledge it then let it go so that it didn't go to his head.

But he couldn't help it with you. There was something about the way you said it that ignited a flame of passion inside of him and it could not be put out.

Your nails dug into his back and a moan ripped from your throat as you felt him swell inside of you, catching on your walls without even trying.

"M-Mezo?!" You cried out in shock. "Why are you getting, oh fuck—"

A guttural groan sounded in the empty space and he let go of you, straightening up.

"You're so tight and warm." Shoji moaned, his left hand fisting the sheets as he gave a few experimental rolls of his hips, the other caressing your hip while his eyes fixated on where the two of you were joined together. "You feel like heaven, Y/N."

You squeaked in mortification as he said that, clapping a hand over your mouth as he thrusted into you harder, unable to contain the sounds spilling out of your mouth any longer. He felt so good inside of you. Pulsing and hot, thick and hard, it was a wonder how you were delirious with pleasure on his cock.

"Fuck..." You hissed through clenched teeth, your eyes tightly screwed shut.

Shoji stilled instantly, worried he had hurt you. His eyes scanned over your flushed face in concern.

"Are you alright? Do you want to stop?" He asked quickly and would've pulled out of you if your legs didn't lock around his hips, preventing him from even thinking about it a second longer.

You desperately shook your head then yanked him down to your level.

"Go fast, Mezo, fuck me hard." You pleaded. "Please."

There was no time to feel embarrassed by the words that came out of your mouth as he obliged instantly. Stars blinded your vision and you arched into his touch as he fucked you with a vigor that wasn't present before.

Shoji slammed your wrists down above your head and he kissed you hard, all of it teeth and tongue as he licked away your whimpers before they could break the symphony of wet skin slapping against skin that broke through the still atmosphere of his room.

Both of you were glad everyone was gone for the day because with how much noise you were making, it was clear what was going on.

His lips glossed over your pulse point, licking and sucking at the flushed skin there, marking you once again.

You shivered at the sensation of having him pressed against you and yet still attending to you with the same care you had come to expect from him. Your best friend now turned lover. If this was going to be more than a one-time deal.

"Mezo!!" You cried out as he finally pulled away from your neck, satisfied with the purple that bloomed there.

Shoji's teeth sank into your shoulder as he came deep inside of you, painting your walls with hot, thick and sticky ropes of cum.

You whimpered as he emptied in your ripe cunt, his release setting off yours and the powerful shockwaves of your orgasm crashed over you like a tsunami, causing your body to tremble uncontrollably. The copious amounts of his cum leaked out the instant he pulled out of you and your hole fluttered, no longer having his length to stuff you to the brim. You felt a bit sad now that you were left empty, and sat up, thinking that you guys were done.

How wrong you were.

You didn't have to look down to see that he was still hard as his cock pressed against your inner thigh the moment he kissed you again.

"Mezo?!" You shrieked, moaning wantonly against his lips as he moved over you once more. "How are you still hard?!"

He groaned, obviously in discomfort for having been denied even though he just came. "I'm sorry, Y/N, I need to cum again to make it go down."

Your tongue darted out to wet your lips at the sight of the leaking head and you moved to try and suck him off, wanting nothing more than the taste of him on your tongue as he shot his last load inside your mouth but he shook his head and stopped you short.

"You don't have to do that." Shoji said quickly, his cheeks flushing pink as he imagined you with your ass up as your cheeks were stuffed with his cock. Fuck, you'd look so good like that. But he had something else in mind.

Your eyes had glazed over a long time ago from the pleasure that he delivered to your system.

"I want to." You implored, batting your eyes at him, pupils blown wide.

Shoji surged forward, kissing you harder than last time and you melted into his touch. Any other time, he wouldn't fight you on it. But he didn't want to make you work any harder, even if it looked like you really wanted to suck him off. For now, he was content just to see you like this.

Spread out in front of him for only his eyes to see.

"Can you lay like this, Y/N?" He asked, gently maneuvering you onto your tummy and perking your rear up as a hand trailed down your spine to get you into the position he wanted to see you in. "I'll finish quickly."

You moaned quietly, still turned on and horny from before. Even though he had satisfied you so completely, there was a part of you that still longed to have him again.

You wanted him to stuff his cock in you like this.

So you couldn't help but mess with him a bit as the slick sounds of him jerking himself off started and breathy moans fell from his lips. You could go another round for him.

Poking out your ass a bit more, you smiled to yourself as his breath hitched and his movements stuttered. Swaying it from side to side purposefully to entice him, you were shocked when it worked a little too well, bringing out the beast in the tame boy that was your best friend.

Your eyes shot open and your jaw dropped open in a soundless cry as he pushed into you without warning, sinking his fat cock balls-deep into your pussy still quivering with the aftershocks of your last orgasm.

"Mezo!! Ahhh—" You cried out, caught off guard but unbelievably turned on so much that it filled you with shame.

A messy mixture of your juices and his thick cum pushed out of you as he rammed into you all the way to the hilt and all the oxygen disappeared from your lungs.

The sloppy sounds of your cunt making as he fucked you into his bed had you gripping onto his pillow and slamming it against your face to curb all the noises that were tearing from your throat.

It was yanked out of your grasp a second later.

"Don't hide, let me hear you." Shoji begged, unable to help himself from shoving his cock into the deepest parts of your little cunny. You looked so pretty spread out underneath him like this, at his mercy entirely as he pinned you down. Your arousal ran down your thighs as he continued to fuck you, his fat cock stuffing your hole perfectly.

Like you were made for him.

He threw his head back, he redoubled his efforts to make you feel as good as your pussy was making him feel.

"You look so beautiful when you're taking my cock like this." Shoji whispered to himself in awe, disbelieving that his dream was finally coming true after all this time as he watched his length disappear into you over and over again, completely entranced. "Feels so good, hhgh—!!"

Your hole fluttered around his thick girth, struggling to take his size as he pumped in and out of you at an alarming speed.

Whining, you could do nothing else but take it as he pounded you raw and rough, his hips slapping into your ass with a vigor that blanked your mind and left you gasping at the sensation.

Your wrists, still pinned down by his hands as his duplicated gripped your hips for stability as he got you closer to that peak, strained against his strength as the pressure built up in your stomach. "Mezo...'m gonna... gonna—"

"Gonna cum for me, pretty girl? Cream your cunny on my cock?" Shoji murmured, reducing his thrusts to sharp ruts, focusing all his attention on that little spot that made you see stars. "C'mon, give me one more. I need it."

That did it.

Your orgasm washed over you and your eyes rolled into the back of your head, your body trembling violently as he continued to push your limits, pumping in and out of you erratically before emptying himself into you with a deep groan.

Face flushed and eyes glassy, stilling rolling back from the throws of the intensity of your orgasm, you panted, twisting back to meet him in a kiss much softer and more loving than all the previous ones.

Now that his pent up frustration had been dealt with in the best possible way, he pulled out of you with a soft grunt, kissing you wordlessly when you whined at the loss of him.

Shoji hushed you softly as he cleaned the mess dripping out of you with a warm washcloth, urging you to go to the bathroom.

You couldn't stand up though, lacking the strength after that very thorough dicking down he gave you. Legs like jelly, you would've collapsed to the floor if he didn't catch you in time, pulling you up to his chest to carry you the rest of the way.

You hid your face in the crook of his neck as he took care of you, seeing as how all your energy was depleted. Slapping his chest halfheartedly in embarrassment as he chuckled when you jolted as he cleaned the sore but achingly sensitive bud between your legs.

Shoji nudged your ear with his nose, murmuring softly. "Are you alright?"

You hummed, eyelids heavy as you started to drift off.

He kissed the top of your head before bringing you back to bed so that you could take a nap. Somewhere between the walk from his bathroom to his bed, you stirred, arising from your light slumber only to be met with a concerned expression.

"Calm down, Mezo," You giggled, pecking him on the lips softly. "I'm good."

His shoulders slumped in relief. He was kind of worried he had broken you after a session like that. Scratching the back of his neck once you laid down, he hesitated before speaking.

"Don't worry me like that again. You're too reckless for your own good." He told you, anxiety resting heavy on his features.

You wiggled your eyebrows at him suggestively. "I don't know... That was a pretty good punishment if you ask me."

Shoji rolled his eyes but a hint of a smile played upon his lips. "I'm serious, Y/N."

Your smile disappeared and you nodded solemnly, sheepish now that you had been chastised.

"I know, I'm sorry." You apologized quietly, remorseful. You hadn't meant to worry him or any of them really. You honestly thought that you could handle it.

You had fought villains before, you thought you could tame a few punk kids who were bullying your little brother. You almost felt ashamed that they had managed to best you.

The initial idea was to capture them and report them to the authorities, since they were a part of a crew who liked to rob stores for fun, but the tables turned on you when they freely used their quirks on you.

Luckily, you had been able to dodge most of them, only sustaining minor damage from an attack you hadn't avoided in time.

Shoji knelt down by the bedside and your brow furrowed when he didn't climb under the covers with you.

"Mezo?" You squeaked when he engulfed you in a hug, all your insecurities melting away as his warmth flooded you.

He trembled as you said his name but otherwise didn't move. Instead, he mumbled something against your neck and you laughed.

"I can't quite hear you." You teased him, prying him away to get a good look at his eyes. They were swirling with an unknown emotion and you swallowed hard. "What's wrong?"

Shoji stared at you, his gaze boring into your soul as he took down all your walls you had built up around your heart to protect yourself with an ease that shocked you.

"Rely on me." He murmured, lacing his fingers with yours and gulping at how small your hands were compared to his. "I want you to rely on me like..."

You couldn't breathe. It sounded like...

"Like what?" You prompted breathlessly, not daring to hope that he was going to say what you so longed to hear from him.

His cheeks pinked and he turned away from you. "Nothing."

Your heart sank into your chest and you visibly deflated.

"Oh..." You said softly, expression saddening when he refused to look at you.

Gathering the sheets around you to cover your naked body, you suppressed a shiver as the cold air got through and you blindly reached around for your clothes on the floor.

Shoji's mouth pressed in a hard line and he shook his head. Any other time, he would be there to help you but not now. Not when his mind was racing with the possibilities of what could go wrong if he confessed his true feelings for you right here and now.

It was overwhelming him and he felt overtaken by fear that you would reject him, destroying the close friendship you had.

But...

"Y/N."

You straightened up, fumbling with the sheet as it accidentally slipped. But you blushed when Shoji draped his shawl over you, his scent filling your nose and you tripped over your words, thoroughly flustered for some kind of explanation as to why you were reacting like you were back in your first year of high school.

"I like you."

You balked, jaw dropping open in shock.

Shoji actually jumped back, startled as you swore in front of him.

"You're kidding."

His brow furrowed in confusion and he crossed his arms. "No, I'm perfectly serious."

You shook your head. There was no way that he, the coolest, most respectable and kindest guy you have ever met and had the privilege of calling your best friend, liked you back.

But judging by that affronted look on his face, you might've jumped to conclusions too soon.

Warily, you approached him, abandoning the search for your clothes.

You hastily apologized. "I'm sorry, I guess it's hard to believe how someone like you would be interested in me."

Now in front of him, you had a chance to see how much he towered over you. It was different from when you would hang out in each other's rooms where he would crouch down on the floor or sit on a chair so that the height difference wasn't so obvious.

But you felt safe as he curled his arms around you tentatively, even though it was such a contrast to how he was fucking the brains out of you earlier.

"Well, I do." Shoji murmured into your hair as he brought you in for a hug, firm and unyielding in his feelings for you even though you had yet to say anything.

You hadn't said it back but you hadn't shot him down either. He didn't know if it was foolish to hope for a chance that you would want to be with him too, or perhaps, oh no, had he made you uncomfortable?

Maybe you weren't saying anything because you didn't know how to reject—

"I like you too." You mumbled into his chest.

This time, Shoji was the one to do a double take. "Y/N?!"

"Oh hush." You said, hiding your face from his frantic gaze so that he couldn't see how red your face was. Confessing feelings was exhausting and now you wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed with your new boyfriend.

Shoji's chest rumbled underneath your fingertips and just when you thought your face couldn't burn anymore out of embarrassment and shyness, he leaned back and tipped your chin up.

"I'm glad you return my feelings." He smiled, a pure smile that radiated the most wholesome level of happiness possible and your heart skipped a beat.

You found you mirrored his joy instinctively, it was contagious. And when he closed the distance to kiss you once more, it sealed a pact that would stay forever and could never be broken.

"I think I'll have to be more reckless from now on." You breathed when he finally pulled away and a small pout formed on his lips.

"Y/N..." Shoji warned, not finding your joke funny in the slightest.

You giggled, looping your arms around his neck as you stood on your tiptoes, booping his nose with yours. "I'm kidding, but I do think it was worth it."

He raised an eyebrow. "And why is that?"

You grinned, a cheeky smile that told him he hadn't seen the last of your mischief.

"Because it finally got you to confess."

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[silvfyre-writings]

Aizawa Cares Pt. 25 (MHA Fanfic)

Welcome back all! I hope you all had a good christmas (if you celebrate) and new years! I was busy with work and writing, but hey, I managed to smash out all those projects that delayed this chapter from being written! I hope you enjoy it, I certainly had fun writing it!

Not a lot of chapters left to go now guys!

TW: Attempted assault

Mina liked to socialize. It was just who she was. She’d gotten to know everyone during her time in middle school, and she’d taken great care to listen to her fellow students and remember things that they’d told her. It was something that she’d taken great pride in, and just because she was in UA now, didn’t change the fact that she wanted to support her fellow heroes in training—and those who were in the other classes as well. It wasn’t uncommon to see her floating around speaking to other students during the precious few hours of free time that she and her classmates had, but no one ever questioned her about it. The one time someone had asked about her need to talk to everyone, Mina hadn’t even been there to hear it.

But Kirishima had.

“That’s just how Mina is. She was like this all through middle school as well.”

Mina also knew, that at times, she could come off rather strong—scaring people with her friendliness and questions. She never meant to, of course, and always apologized, but that never deterred her from trying to make friends and help others with any problems they had. She always liked to tell people that if she was being too friendly, then tell her and she’d back off. Because while Mina loved talking to everyone, she still wanted to respect their personal space and all that.

There were some downsides to being friendly towards everyone; sometimes people would ask her for favours—which Mina was happy to help with, but most of the favours were things that she couldn’t help with. Some people even tried to convince her to try and get them into the hero course, as if Mina had that kind of power anyway. Others tried to take advantage of her kind nature for… unsavoury—sometimes lewd—acts. Whenever those happened, Mina always went straight to Aizawa, terrified that one day, someone would do more than just suggest. But Aizawa always seemed to keep an eye on her when she was with a smaller group nowadays, and if not him, it was usually Midnight or Present Mic.

The teachers weren’t exactly subtle, but hey, it seemed to deter people rather well.

But despite these few, negative interactions, Mina never let them get to her. She continued to remain optimistic and talk to everyone.

Everyone deserved to have at least one friend in their life.

“Hey, Mina, you gonna come get ice cream with us?” Mina stopped packing her books as Kaminari called out to her, spotting the rest of the gang—Bakugo included—loitering around the classroom doorway.

“No, thank you though! Me and Kendo got asked by some of the business course to talk to them about hero stuff. So I’ll be doing that instead. But next time for sure!” Mina said, feeling a little guilty when her friends look disappointed. She’d definitely have to make it up to them when they all got together next time.

Mina quickly packed the rest of her stuff and made her way out of the classroom, only to be stopped by Bakugo, the expression on the boy’s face an unreadable one. If anything, it looked a little bit like concern, but that didn’t make sense to Mina. Why would Bakugo be concerned? “Everything alright, Blasty?”

Bakugo scoffed, and shoved his hands into his pockets. “Fucking fine. Just… be careful, that’s all.”

��Aww, look at you caring.” Mina cooed, dodging the tiny explosions thrown towards her with a grin on her face. Seeing Bakugo go bright red in the face was well worth it, and she danced out of the room. “Don’t worry, I’ll be careful! You guys have fun, alright? Bye!”

She didn’t wait to hear an answer before rushing off down the hallway; she didn’t want to be late after all. Business students were always a stickler for being on time, and very much hated it when someone was late to meet with them. Mina knew this, not from experience, but from stories told by other students, and well, Mina didn’t want to become one such story. So she raced down the hallways of UA towards where they had all agreed to meet; a small grove of trees just behind the school. It was a rather warm day, so Mina was looking forward to sitting in the shade, especially since the day had provided a cool breeze for a change instead. It would be perfect for a meeting.

Mina arrived at the meeting place just a few minutes before the others were due to arrive, yet she didn’t see anyone there, not even Kendo. But she didn’t think much of it; sometimes classes just ran a little late; just to be safe though, Mina pulled out her phone and opened Kendo’s contact.

[15:15]

Mina Ashido: Hey, Kendo, you running late?

Itsuka Kendo: Huh? Running late for what?

Mina frowned. Had Kendo forgotten?

Mina Ashido: The meeting with the business course students after school today? They wanted to talk to us?

Itsuka Kendo: This is the first I’m hearing of it. Where are you?

Mina Ashido: The grove of trees out back

Mina Ashido: You sure they didn’t speak to you?

Itsuka Kendo: If they had, I would’ve come with you.

Itsuka Kendo: Omw, Mina. Be careful.

“Hey, Ashido!” Mina looked up from her phone, but still kept her messages with Kendo open, the other girls final message scaring her just a little. The business student that had arranged this meeting was approaching with a smile on her face. Mina smiled and waved back, mentally beating herself up as she realized she’d forgotten to get the girl’s name in her haste to get back to lunch with her friends.

“Oh, hey there!” The messages with Kendo had left her heart pounding, along with the fact that the girl meeting with her was alone, when she knew for a fact that the business student had told her there would be a group. But maybe it was best that it was just one person; if this was going to go south, then one person was easier to deal with than a group. “Where’s everyone else?”

“Oh, they’re on the way.” The girl sighed, looking apologetic. “They got caught up in the crowds. We should’ve set the meeting time to later to avoid them. I’m sorry if the delay interferes with your plans.”

“Oh, it’s fine.” Mina said. “My friends invited me for ice cream, but I didn’t want to cancel on you guys after you went to the trouble to organize this.”

“Oh, you’re such a sweetheart, Mina!” The girl let out a squeal, stepping forward into Mina’s personal space so suddenly, that Mina attempted to move backwards, forgetting about the tree behind her. “I can call you Mina, right? Everyone else does.”

“Um, yeah, that’s fine.” It really wasn’t, but Mina didn’t want to upset the girl that only crept closer, despite Mina’s body language clearly suggesting otherwise. She wasn’t quite sure what was actually happening, but suddenly, Mina didn’t feel safe. She wanted to leave, but the only way she could do that was to push past the student in front of her, and she didn’t want to find out what would happen if she did that. There was always the option of using her quirk; Aizawa didn’t like it when they used their quirks outside of class, but her teacher had also drummed into them all that their safety was more important than a little bit of quirk usage.

“If you must use your quirk outside of class; for example, if another student is harassing you, use your quirk to get the person away from you, and then leave. Don’t engage with the person anymore, or use your quirk again, because then it leaves the self-defence area, and it’s harder for your teachers to protect you. Ideally, get a teacher to help before using your quirk, but I will understand if that’s not possible.”

Aizawa’s lesson from the beginning of the school year rang through her mind, yet while Mina knew that her teacher would understand, she also didn’t to disappoint the man either, not after he’d already done so much for them. Besides, Aizawa was busy taking care of Eri, along with some of her classmates that needed a bit of extra help. Dragging him out just because she felt uncomfortable was just stupid.

“Sorry.” Mina found herself saying. “I’d really appreciate if you’d just give me a bit of space. I’m not used to people being this close to me.”

“But you let your friends do this all the time?” The girl tilted her head with a confused look on her face. “Are you saying that we aren’t friends?”

“Yes. We only just met, so I’d appreciate a bit of space.” Mina said a bit firmer this time, yet the girl still didn’t get the hint. “Plea—”

“Oh, but you’re just so beautiful. How can you blame me for wanting to get a closer look?” The girl leaned in even closer, and Mina froze. She could feel the other girls’ breath on her face only seconds before there were lips sealed over hers.

Mina had kissed people before, but they were gentle acts of affection reserved for only those closest to her, and never like this. Her heart was pounding so hard within her chest, that she felt like it was about to break free. She didn’t want this. Yet her body had frozen while her mind was screaming at her to get away.

It wasn’t until the girls’ hands slid down to Mina’s thighs, and squeezed, that the spell broke, and she threw out her hands. “Get away from me!”

“You bitch! You tried to melt me!” The girl cried out, and the faint smell of acid greeted Mina’s nose. She’d used her quirk. Thankfully, it seemed that Mina had only melted the school jacket, but that was enough to bring tears to her eyes.

“I’m sorry!” Mina sobbed. “I just wanted you to stop!”

“Yeah, well, when I’m through with you, you’re gonna regret even touching me!” The girl threatened, only managing to take a single step when a giant hand came and knocked her away.

“Get the hell away from her, you creep!” More tears escaped from Mina’s eyes as Kendo appeared, quirk activated and fury on her face. Monoma and Yanagi from Class B were behind their friend, looking equally pissed off about what they’d just come across. Kendo turned away from the girl and came to crouch by Mina’s side. When had she fallen to the ground? “Mina, you okay?”

Mina’s lip wobbled, and she threw her arms around Kendo’s neck, just relieved that the girl has come to her aid. “Thank you.”

“Excuse me? She attacked me!” The business student snarled, gesturing towards her ruined uniform.

Kendo glared at the girl, ready to say something, but before she could, Monoma sauntered over and threw his arm around the girl’s shoulder. “From where we stand, it looks like you attacked her, and my oh my, what a nice quirk you have. Some kind of paralysis quirk? Explains why Mina couldn’t fight off your unwanted advances.”

“Creep.” Yanagi said.

Mina shuddered to think that it was because of a quirk that this had even happened. She didn’t even want to think about why it had happened. She hadn’t done anything to this girl; hadn’t even met her before today, yet somehow, she must’ve done something for this to even happen.

“It’s okay.” Kendo must’ve felt her shudder, because arms wrapped around Mina’s shoulders gently, and Kendo shifted so that she was hidden from view. “Vlad-sensei’s on the way. Monoma’s keeping her talking so she can’t get away with this.”

“I don’t want Aizawa-sensei to know.” Mina whispered. She didn’t want to feel the shame that would come with explaining to her teacher about what had happened. It would’ve been different if he’d stumbled across the scene himself, but he hadn’t, and Mina just wanted the day to be done and forgotten without her teacher ever knowing. But from the look on Kendo’s face, that wasn’t about to be an option.

“I know you don’t, but I don’t think Vlad-sensei will let you not tell him.”

More tears escaped, just as Vlad King arrived, with an unreadable expression that promised trouble for whoever dared to invoke his wrath. Mina watched as Monoma immediately slid away from the girl and over to his teacher’s side, not even hesitating to talk. “This girl attempted to assault Ashido with a paralysis quirk.”

Fury flooded the Class B teacher’s face, and he rounded on the girl. “Is this true?”

The girl looked ready to argue, but seemed to realize that she was outnumbered, and hung her head. “Yes… but—"

“Nedzu’s office. Now. And believe me, you’ll want to go, because if Eraserhead finds out what you did, that’ll be a lot worse.” The girl hesitated. “NOW!”

Mina watched the girl dash off towards the main building, and finally let herself relax. Tears still ran down her cheeks, but the crying was slowly coming to a stop now that her body seemed to realize that she was out of danger. Suddenly, she felt exhausted, like she’d just run a few sparring rounds with one of her classmates.

“Ashido?” Mina looked up to see Vlad King crouched before her, concern plastered across his face. It was odd to see the usually stoic, and standoffish teacher looking so gentle, but it was appreciated in the moment. “Are you alright, kiddo?”

“Yeah…” Mina wasn’t, not really, but she didn’t really want to talk about it to Vlad King of all people, no offense to him of course. “Thank you.”

“No thanks needed. Just know that that student will be dealt with appropriately.” Vlad King paused, looking up at something, and Mina followed his face, horror and shame filling her as Aizawa raced over towards them, Midnight on his heels. As her homeroom teacher approached, Mina burst into tears once again. It was frustrating, to be crying so much when she knew she was so much stronger, but her emotions were heightened and out of whack; she was allowed to have a bit of a cry.

Aizawa slowed his approach, the worry evident on his face, but Midnight didn’t hesitate to continue on her path, gently coming to crouch on Mina’s other side, and quickly drew Mina into a hug. Mina leant into Midnight’s arms, grateful for her teacher’s presence on one side, and Kendo’s on the other. It made her feel safe to know that no one would be able to approach her without getting through the both of them.

Mina couldn’t help but flinch when her homeroom teacher came to crouch in front of her, but aside from a brief flash of hurt crossing his face so fast, Mina almost missed it, Aizawa didn’t react. “You’re safe now, Ashido.” Aizawa said in that kind voice he always used when he was trying to soothe one of his students. “No one here is going to let anyone hurt you.”

“I know.” Mina said, voice quiet. She wiped her face free of tears, and tried to give Aizawa one of her usual, happy grins. “I’m okay though, really!”

“Mina.” Midnight’s voice was gentle, and Mina turned her head towards the older woman. “You don’t need to downplay for us. You were in a scary situation, and its okay to be upset about it. Nothing about what that girl tried to do was right, and she should’ve known better.”

“And Vlad’s gone to make sure that she’s punished appropriately for what she’s done.” Aizawa added.

“What’s my punishment then?” Mina asked. She’d used her quirk on another student after all, even though it had been in self-defence. She couldn’t be exempt because of the situation, surely?

Aizawa frowned at her. “Why would you be punished?”

“Because I used my quirk…?”

“You used your quirk to get her away from you. Did you use it again after you did that?”

“No, but—”

“Then you aren’t in trouble.” Aizawa interrupted Mina before she could try and argue. “I told you and your classmates that using your quirk once in self-defence was acceptable, because if someone kicked up a fuss, I’d be able to protect you. That is what you did, and you should not feel bad for doing such a thing. Someone was making unwanted advanced towards you, and you did what you had to, to get them away from you. Don’t let anyone try and tell you that you did the wrong thing, because you didn’t.”

Mina sniffed, unable to hold back yet another round of tears from escaping her. Aizawa watched her for a moment with soft eyes, before holding his arms open towards her. An invitation, one that Mina took, and soon she was being held in her homeroom teacher’s arms. And now she understood why her classmates all loved it when they managed to get a hug from the man, because the arms embracing her were strong, and safe. It truly felt like nothing would be able to hurt her in those arms. It was the protection she needed while she cried.

Around her, everyone else was speaking quietly, although the voices began to fade, and she realized that she was now alone with Midnight and Aizawa, Kendo and her friends having been shooed away she guessed. Which was fine with Mina honestly; she’d much rather them not see her breaking down so easily.

Midnight’s hand came to rest on Mina’s shoulder, an easy touch that could be shrugged off easily if unwarranted. “How about we go to the dorms, and you can get some rest? That way if you need Shouta or myself, we’ll be there, and you can take the time you need.”

“My friends will get worried…” Mina said.

“Kirishima will be there.” Aizawa responded. “He’s staying at our dorms for a bit, but if you want the rest of your friends with you, they can come over.”

Did she want her friends with her? Normally, she would’ve wanted the rest of the gang with her; their presence would’ve been comforting in this moment, but she also didn’t want them to see her like this, even though she knew it was stupid. They were her friends, there was no way they’d ever judge her for this. But… Kirishima was her oldest friend. He’d understand, and he’d keep the rest of the squad updated until she was ready. “If it’s okay… just Kiri would be nice. Maybe—maybe tomorrow for the rest.”

“That’s fine.” Aizawa made to pull away, probably to help her to her feet, but Mina tightened her grip. She didn’t want her protection to disappear, not yet anyway. Aizawa froze, and didn’t move for a moment—Mina had the feeling he was having one of his famous silent conversations with Midnight—before he let out a sigh and picked Mina up. “Just this once kiddo.”

“Thank you, Sensei.”

The teacher’s dorm was empty—that or the teachers were just currently not in the common room—and Mina was quick to make her way over to the couch, having made Aizawa let her walk into the dorm at least, just in case someone had been inside. She didn’t want people to think she was a complete mess. But no, the room had been empty. Mina fell against the coach, dragging one of the many blankets to cover her, and became a cocoon.

The peace didn’t last long, for Mina heard rapid footsteps approaching her and quickly looked up just in time to get a face full of red hair as Kirishima threw himself at her. “Mina!”

“Ack! Kiri!” Mina cried out. “Your foot is in my face!”

“Sorry!” Kirishima laughed, moving so that Mina wasn’t squashed underneath him. Her friend sat beside her on the couch, commandeering some of the blanket before turning concerned eyes on her. “Kendo told me what happened. Are you okay?”

Mina sighed, and shrugged. “I’m alright, I guess. I still don’t really understand what happened. But I’m not going to let it affect me! I’ll move past it and grow stronger!”

“Hell yeah!” Kirishima cheered with her. It was nice to see a smile on her friends face after so long of him being depressed about the person he’d accidentally killed whilst working. Sometimes, Kirishima still had off days, but they were slowly happening less and less, and Mina couldn’t wait for him to move back into the dorms. Movie nights just weren’t the same without everyone there. Mina frowned when Kirishima’s face dropped suddenly. “But, seriously. Did that girl hurt you?”

“No. She didn’t.” Mina reached over to squeeze Kirishima’s cheeks. “She just got a bit handsy, but Kendo and Monoma rescued me.”

“Monoma? The same Monoma who can never say anything nice about us?” Kirishima’s eyes were wide in disbelief.

“Yep. That very same Monoma.” Mina nodded.

“That very same Monoma wants to come by with Kendo tomorrow and make sure you’re okay.” Aizawa’s voice made Mina jump in fright, not realizing her teacher had been standing behind her. “And so do I.”

It was a subtle hint, but a hint nonetheless, and Mina’s somewhat good mood vanished. Kirishima gave her a sympathetic look before leaving her alone on the couch, disappearing up the stairs. Meanwhile, Aizawa had dragged the coffee table closer to the couch and sat on it, watching Mina carefully.

“I’m okay, Sensei.” Mina said before her teacher could say anything. “I’m not going to fall apart. I’m strong.”

“I have no doubt that you are.” Aizawa agreed. “But it still doesn’t hurt to ask. And it’s okay if you aren’t. I’ve seen many strong people be upset and hurt when someone attempts to hurt them the same way someone tried to you today.” Her teacher paused for a moment, thinking about something. “If you don’t want to talk to me about it, I’m sure Midnight would be more than happy to.”

Mina didn’t really want to talk about it, though. She just wanted to forget and move on, and get on with her life. And she opened her mouth to tell her teacher just that. But then a thought crossed her mind; what if she wasn’t as okay as she thought? Sure, she was still walking and talking, and she had cried earlier—she’d cried a lot actually. But that was just today. What if, when she least expected it, something happened and she became not okay? Mina had seen it happen to several of her classmates before; watched them power through a traumatic event just for it to come back and bite them in the ass later on.

She didn’t want that to happen to her.

So maybe it would be best to talk about it. Work through it with someone else, so that she could truly overcome it, and fight against it if her mind decided to remind her of what had happened.

“If it’s okay… I’d like to talk to Midnight about it.” Mina said in the end. And then frantically added. “Not to say that it’s because I trust her more than you, Aizawa-sensei! I trust you a lot! So—”

“Kid, I understand. You have to talk to who you feel most comfortable with. If that’s not me, that’s okay.” Aizawa interrupted her. “Anyway, Midnight’s on patrol right now, but I’ll send her to you once she’s done. You and Kirishima can watch a movie or something over here.”

“Thank you, Sensei.” Mina smiled as Aizawa got up and made his way out of the room, her smile growing when the man just waved back at her. Aizawa truly was the best teacher she could’ve asked for.

[class1akids]

BNHA 345 - Thoughts

Well, we knew that they are splitting up the villains and that something is likely to go wrong - and it did. 

1. Shouto vs Dabi: I’m so excited how good the panels were for this match-up:

From Shouto’s demonic appearance from Touya’s POV

But the biggest surprise for me was that they ended up in Kamino (and it’s an answer to everyone who’s been saying that the Todoroki plot is separate from the main plot, and Shouto has nothing to do with All Might and all that). It is a place that holds a lot of meaning for them and with Iida being there, the Stain connection will also probably come into play.  Shouto taking on Touya surrounded by Endeavor’s sidekicks and wearing a hero costume much like his father is not an easy starting line. He’ll have to show with actions how he’s different. 

AFO calling out Endeavor’s parenting was the cherry on the cake. AFO is good at psychological games, but damn... he’s also not wrong... 

2. I was truly surprised to see Bakugou and Deku together - since they spent the previous war as a team-up, I figured they’d be separated this time. But then Deku got yanked away...

I am really excited actually about this separation for Bakugou’s sake. He gets to interact with Mirko (who went through the same portal), at least 2 of the UA Big 3 are there (and I think there’s a good chance that Mirio is hiding there too) - and I really think that the plan going wrong is a big chance for Bakugou to shine not just as a fighter, but for quick thinking and leadership. So I’m thrilled to see where this will go.  It will also give a chance to expand on the 2nd vestige parallels. 

The floating UA is a clever place (although I do wonder if it is actually not the Troy fortress which had cable attached to the sides). 

It looks to me like the heroes were laying a trap here for Shigaraki - based on the web BJ is weaving. I do wonder what are the canisters attached to Bakugou’s neckpiece. 

3. The old guard takes on AFO and Hawks with the katanas looked really cool. I did have a hankering that Endeavor will end up assigned to something else than Dabi - but I do wonder if he tried to change it. I’m sure he’ll make his way over to Kamino eventually, but Shouto and Dabi getting a 1 vs 1 is great for now. 

Tokoyami seems like the only student for now - and I wish we saw his reunion with Hawks. He seemed to mention so many times wanting to call/email  - and then it kind of fizzled out. 

4. I guess Deku was the twist into Ochako vs Toga. I feel a bit uneasy about this - and I hope we won’t have to endure corny love confessions - but also that Deku won’t end up upstaging Uraraka in her only plotline. I’m kind of thrilled to see Gang Orca in the aquarium setting and this grouping has 2 High Ends, so some brawl is also expected. 

5. I wonder where the rest of class A ended up. I expect a few of them being at the parking lot, helping Fatgum to clean up. But I can also imagine some of them being hidden in these locations to play their part in whatever traps were laid. 

[mangasstuffcomics]

Problems with mha society part 1 the civilians

.they are complicate in alot of mha problems and the way mha world is right now

First one tomura shigaraki they played part in his creation because they couldn't even be bothered to help a 5 year old off of the street their is no excuse for that they expect the heroes to do everything for them

This connects with other problem the dehumanizition of the heroes they don't threat the heroes as if they are people they treat them like robots that just constantly supposed to protect them they must be happy all the time and if they are to make a single mistake they ll shun them

So how does this connect with tomura shigaraki well the civilians have dehumanized the heroes to point where they don't even think that heroes need any help what so ever not even thinking that they could help the heroes who are already so busy saving other people by helping this 5 year old child off the street

Well the dehumanizition of heroes is so bad all might was not treated as if he was human being he was treated as complete robot with no flaws and fact that he even had to his hide injury proves theirs a problem and I'm not here sign on all might statue made me so angry as if all might didn't push himself to limit for these people

With deku they wouldn't even let a sixteen year old child in ua to rest who has done nothing but save people rest and bath shows how selfish the civilians are and how heroes were nothing but protection robots to them

Another problem is mutant discrimination

It's starts with gang orca litteraly being chosen to play the villain role beacuse his looks the most like a villan that's a problem in itself

Spinner his discriminated his whole life by people because of his appearance

That poor women in villain hunt arc remember her

These dudes belived she was a villan just beacuse of her appearance and I'm gald deku save her aftewords

They also called deku a villan beacuse of his appearance

Mha civilians need stop dismcrating against people beacuse of appearance

The way deku and aoyama were treated just for being quirkless both wore bullied these people are the main reason aoyama parents had to ask all for one for a quirk so aoyama could be treated normally

Twice boss was one of the people who protesting against the heroes like isn't his fault that twice is the way he is to begin with blaming the heores for a problem he caused

The answer to Uraraka question about who will help the heroes well Uraraka speech may have worked on the civilians in ua

But rest of civilians need a reality check the way they act now has to change I hope izuku also give these people a speech

My answer is that the civilians and heroes must help each other what I mean is civilians have help the people the heroes miss because again heores are only human and can't save everybody and even its something small like helping a child off street something the should've done years ago

[literaryobsession]

lost || mirio x fem!reader

summary: you saw Mirio Togata’s journey from entering UA to the Shie Hassakai mission

warning: mentions of fighting and death

word count: 2262

chapters: i , ii , iii, iv , v , vi, vii , viii,

CHAPTER IV - AGENCY

To say that I was intimidated by Sir Nighteye when I first entered his office is quite the understatement. His eyes were so sharp that you could almost feel his gaze drilling in you, searching for answers that he needs even without asking questions.

"We found the hide out of the gang that was causing problems yesterday, Sir." I stood in front of him with Bubble Girl's report on hand. "Lemillion and I easily mapped out their location for you."

After getting used to his intimidating dark blue aura, I was confident in all my dealings with him. He was a calculating man but he was kind to those who pass his quality checks.

I offered him my hand made map, with the cute legends he loved so much. I made maps for him this way, putting cat stickers as the legend for anything we were searching for. Sir Nighteye found it extremely cute.

"Can you and Lemillion handle this yourself, North Star?" He glanced at my map, studying it for a few minutes. "The gang isn't too big and the mission is not too difficult."

I gave him a huge smile, "We got this, Sir." He gave me a nod before giving me back my map. Although it was cutesy, it was accurate. I didn't want to sacrifice the quality for my aesthetics.

"Report back to me once you're done."

***

I led Lemillion to the abandoned restaurant and saw the glow of all five members of the gang, confirming their locations in the building. I told him about what I saw and reminded him of what we were assigned to do.

"Think you can wrap it up in ten minutes?" I whispered to Mirio as we prepared for battle. He was dressed in his Lemillion hero costume and I was also dressed up in mine which was a black body suit, with my white utility belt and glasses. I didn't want to be too flashy since I was merely Lemillion's sidekick. "Sir Nighteye alerted the police, they'll be here soon."

Lemillion gave me his signature wide grin, assuring me that everyone will go according to plan, "Well, I To-gata go then!" He loved this joke immensely.

I let out a soft chuckle, already used to his lame jokes. "Go then. I am right behind you." He disappeared through the restaurant entrance and I scaled the wall quietly. Under Sir Nighteye's guidance, I developed a technique to see the faint glows of the people around me. It was still a small territory but it helped me in missions that require stealth.

I slipped past the window and saw that Lemillion was already wiping out the gang. I scouted the place with my eyes and gasped softly.

"Lemillion! Your right! There are people there!" I yelled out to him. Even before the bullets hit him, he disappeared.

I let out a shaky breath. Where did they come from? And why did I not detect them before?

I jumped from the second floor to the first, cuffing and restraining the ones that Lemillion already wiped out.

When he appeared, he was hauling three more people and dropping them in front of me. "The other guy could shield their energies, that's why I couldn't sense them." He told me before restraining them himself. "Thanks, North Star."

I gave him a smile, "Sure thing." We perked up when we heard the police sirens. "They're here."

We gave our reports to the police and made our way back to the agency.

"I have to start writing a comprehensive report for Sir Nighteye when we get back." I stretched as we walked.

He chuckled, "He loves your reports."

"He loves that I print them out in fragrant stationery." I grinned proudly, able to make sure that he won't put me in that tickling machine again. "And the fact that he is amused by all those stickers you gave me."

"And here I thought they won't be useful!" Mirio laughed. He waved at the young kids who greeted us loudly. "Be safe!"

I walked beside him quietly, enjoying his glow. I rubbed my eyes hastily which caught his attention.

"You okay?" He peered down to my face.

"Yeah, scouting for glows isn't something I'm used to just yet. It dries out my eyes." I told him, "I'll get eyedrops before we go home." My quirk strains my eyes, much like Eraser Head. I can't blink while my quirk is activated or else I'll need to start focusing again. It was easier to focus on one but Sir Nighteye pushes me to widen my range.

"We'll get you eyedrops now." Mirio dragged me to the nearest pharmacy. He greeted the owner and bought two for me. "One that you can leave in your desk in the agency and one for your dorm!"

I took them from him, "Thanks, Lemillion."

"Anything for you, star." He grinned, a pink hue scattering all over his nose. "Well then, Sir will be looking for us."

Mirio and I arrived at the agency and went out separate ways. If he doesn't have any assignments from Sir Nighteye, Mirio goes off to catch up on his academics. He wasn't the best student so Sir ordered him to bring his grades up.

I prepared reports beside Bubble Girl, learning the ins and outs of the agency. I had the contacts of all establishments, public or private, and Sir Nighteye gave me the privilege to talk to anyone who reaches out to him in his behalf.

Ring ring

"Good day, you've reached Nighteye Agency. Is there anything I can help you with today?" I received the call, pausing from the report I was typing. The call was something Sir Nighteye was looking forward to, it was from a hero who had information about the Shie Hassaikai, the yakuza. "You can send the information right now and I will deliver it to Sir Nighteye."

Once the report is with me, I printed it out and went straight to Sir's office. "Sir? The report that you wanted for the Shie Hassaikai just arrived. I'll leave it on your desk." I put the papers down as Sir Nighteye was busy with his computer.

"Thank you."

I left in a hurry, there was no humor or energy in that conversation but Sir Nighteye seemed to be distracted.

When I got back to my table, I finished the report of the earlier events and handed it to Sir Nighteye before Mirio appeared to fetch me.

"You worked hard today, North Star." He was back in his usual clothes, ready to leave. "Let me just say goodbye to Sir while you change."

"Alright."

After a few minutes, I was back in my own normal clothes, my hero costume in my bag for safekeeping.

"Ready to go, Y/N?" Mirio stood up from my chair and grinned wide, "Sir Nighteye gave me restaurant coupons! He said we should use them and treat ourselves for a job well done!"

I nodded. Even though Sir Nighteye appeared to be strict, he was soft with us. He let us have the gifts that people send the agency as thanks for any mission we have accomplished, most of them were food. Sir Nighteye never fails to acknowledge our hard work as well, as he would with our mistakes.

"Let's go get dinner then." I took Mirio's hand and squeezed.

He was surprised when I took his hand, so much so that he blushed in the process. "Ah, Y/N, don't surprise me like that! My heart was just about to burst!"

"You two are the cutest!" Bubble Girl was also packing up. "Go on a date before I tell Sir Nighteye that you're flirting in the premises again."

"Don't tell on us! He'll scold me again!" Mirio laughed.

The coupon was so special that it allowed us to have a four course meal on the house. Mirio was so delighted when the steak came, "Remind me to thank Sir Nighteye again!" He exclaimed.

"Yes, you said that two minutes ago, Mirio." I was surprised at what happened too. I was expecting to have at least a discount for our meal but apparently not. Everything we had was free.

Because we have been working under Sir Nighteye, Mirio and I were already receiving compensation. Sir Nighteye was generous with our pay that we were receiving more than the rest of our class. We could pay for the meal if we wanted to but it was already free so we didn't refuse the gift. We barely eat out in fancy places like this anyway, Mirio and I had an agreement that we'll save up so we can get an apartment with Tamaki after graduation. Nejire would have loved to join us but her parents already had an apartment ready for her, it would be a waste to let it go.

"So, how have you been, Y/N?"

I stared at Mirio, "We're together every day, sunny. If there's any update in my life, you'd know."

"Nejire told me you're receiving anonymous love letters in your locker." Mirio pouted, the ever frank and honest boy can never hide anything.

I scrunched up my nose, "I received two and I think that's just a prank." I waved off the idea that anyone could be interested in me. Sure, I wasn't ugly but compared to Nejire, who can really like me?

"Prank? You're amazing!" He pouted more. "I'm sure anyone who wrote that knows you're amazing!"

I started to laugh, "I'm not sure if you're jealous or supportive."

Mirio opened his mouth to respond but he paused and closed it. "I... I am neither." He looked at his steak, poking it with his fork, "Look, I just know that whoever gets to date you is one lucky guy. Don't beat yourself up."

Then his blues found my eyes again, "Just...if you like someone and plan to date them, you'd tell me right?"

My heart ached. I wanted to tell him that I like him and that I wanted to date him but how can I? Mirio is destined for greatness and I...was simply there to watch him.

Besides, he didn't need the distraction and I simply refuse to ruin the friendship that we had.

"Of course." I told him quietly, reaching out and squeezing his hand. My hand looked small, too small, against his but the feeling was safe and familiar. His hand always felt like home.

"I love you." He murmured softly. "You are my best friend, I love you."

I could almost swear that I saw my life pass by my eyes as I heard those words from him. Mirio was always so affectionate towards me but he has never actually told me he loves me.

As a friend.

"I love you a lot too, Mirio." I gave his hand another squeeze. His hand turned, grasping mine. "Don't worry, sunny, I don't plan to date anyone soon."

"Aw, don't say that." He rubbed his nose with his free hand. "A beautiful girl like you should go on many dates. Guys should take you on amazing dates!" Mirio regained his energy, "I can take you out on a date!"

Then, just to tease him, I smirked, "Is this not a date?"

He paused, reddening on the face, "Ah! Stop teasing me! I just might fall for you!" Mirio grasped his chest, right above his heart, "My poor heart is about to burst!"

"You always say that." I laughed.

"Because it is about to burst! A pretty girl like you flirting back is too muc for my poor heart to bear!" He chuckled before grinning wide, "Don't blame me if I really fall for you, Y/N. Keep on teasing me and I'll really jump off."

Why are we not dating really?

***

"You told me that you're scared to tell him." Tamaki broke the silence between us. I snuck off after curfew to Tamaki's room. The poor boy was so surprised that he almost woke up the entire building.

We sat on his bed, our backs on the wall.

"Should I tell him?" I pouted at Tamaki, the only one who can make sense of all of these. We have been friends for years and Tamaki has known about my little crush for awhile. He promised to keep the secret and I was almost glad to share it with someone because I needed to talk it out with somebody else.

"You said you don't want to ruin what you have." He hit me with my own words, reminding me of the answers I gave him when he asked why I just didn't tell Mirio about my blossoming feelings.

"Tamaaaa~"

Tamaki glanced at me, giving me a small smile. "Even if he doesn't return the feelings, do you think Mirio would let anything ruin your friendship? He values you too much to do that."

That's true.

"And what if he does like you back? Is that not worth the fear?" Tamaki added softly. He looked at the window, staring at the bright full moon.

I looked at Tamaki, the kindness on his face evident. He and I looked up to Mirio, I can say he admired Mirio more than I could ever do. Tamaki has always seen Mirio as the sun, the brightest sun. To which Mirio retorted that if he was the sun, then Tamaki was something simply even bigger. That Tamaki could wipe the sun out in an instant.

"Thank you, Tama." I leaned my head on his shoulder, surprising him.

"No problem, star."

[dayseternal-blog]

ah how are you doing?im looking for a canon ua where naruto and hinata try to hide their relationship but in the end get caught by their friends

I'm doing well! I hope you are well, too! I can't tell if this is a lost and found ask or a fanfic rec ask. But anyway, I don't know of any secret relationship canon-divergent fics where they end up getting caught by their friends. I only know of a modern au fic where they get caught.

So

NaruHina Secret Relationship AU

This is the one that I know of where they get caught red-handed, so to speak! It's just that it's not canon-divergent. “Secret Lovers” by @spyder-m - Rated T, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Unbeknownst to their friends, Naruto and Hinata have actually been seeing each other for quite some time. With their relationship developing further and the time they have to spend alone being limited, how long will they be able to keep this a secret?

“Opposites Attract” by KyuubiLover100 - Rated E, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Citizens of Konoha all know that “The Light cannot exist without casting its Shadow.” It’s the unspoken system that the city runs on. Everyone knows their place and their roles. Those in the Shadows do what those in the Light cannot. Uzumaki Naruto knows this and has known this since he was young. Hyuuga Hinata knows this as well and understands her Father’s wished, but still…

“Sudden Training” by @bunny-hoodlum - Rated E, Canon-divergent AU, One-shot. He wasn’t keeping count. Well he couldn’t anymore since about a week ago.

“Territorial” by @bunny-hoodlum - Rated M, High school AU, Multi-chapter, Complete.  When Hinata takes advantage of Naruto’s desperation for love, they’re both a little too much for the other to handle. Angst warning.

“Echoes of Silence” by @ellaroundpanda - Rated E, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. Hinata Hyuga was trapped. Her relationship with Toneri was leading to nowhere and she wanted to find a new Dom. Naruto Uzumaki seemed to be the answer to all her prayers, but her fiancé wouldn’t give up that easily…

“A Special Friend” by agitosgirl - Rated E, Canon-divergent AU, One-shot. Yes, quiet, humble, heiress Hinata Hyuga and loudmouth hero Naruto Uzumaki were friends with benefits. (This one inspired my “Nightdreams” fic)

“Their Secret” by Goldfishlover73 - Rated E, Canon-Divergent AU, One-shot. Hinata would never tell their secret. And neither would he.

“Friends with benefits” by @schnikschnack - Rated T, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, ongoing.  When Hinata notices that her coworker lacks his usual energy, he confides that he just lost his sex buddy.  So Hinata offers to help. A small angst warning.

“Secret Lovers” by @nekomamoru - Rated M, Modern AU, One-shot.  It was a known fact among the business realm of Konoha that Hyuuga Enterprises and Uzumaki Corporation have been strong rivals, years spent attempting to overthrow each other in terms of profit and development.  If only her father knew the nature of the relationship she had with the enemy thus far.

“Secret Lovers” by @sharigone - Rated M, Canon-Divergent AU, Short One-shot. Nobody knew about them, or they didn’t pay close enough attention.

“Friends with Benefits” by @sharigone - Rated M, Canon-Divergent AU, Short One-shot. It started off with something that would protect them both from getting hurt and ended up being something more. What were they to begin with?

“The Benefits of Jealousy” by Kieren - Rated E, Modern/Gangs AU, One-shot. Hinata Hyuuga reaps the benefits of jealousy with the leader of the Copper Coyotes.

I also wrote 2 secret relationship AUs where the others eventually find out:

“Nightdreams” - Rated E, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Complete. Friends with benefits; Naruto and Hinata find comfort in each other after the war.

“It’s No Secret” - Rated M, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. Hinata returns to Konoha after 5 years studying abroad in the Moon Kingdom. She just wants to enjoy her last year of high school as a normal girl, but blossoming love forces her to confront her future.

If anyone knows of a secret relationship canon-divergent au where they get caught, please add it here!

Happy Reading :)