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constantlyunlightening · 5 years ago

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Quiet

Day 10: Public Places w/ Shoto Todoroki

Warnings/Other Kinks: Bratty Dom, cum play (i guess that’s what I’m gonna tag it as), panties in mouth

If you haven’t read my Shoto Todoroki NSFW headcannons, you should. Cuz this is in line with my bratty dom theories. Is he dumb or being a smartass? Who knows?

Anyway, Shoto is super fun to write. I really liked doing this one and I hope you guys like it too!

Disclaimers: 18+ years old to read, all characters are aged 20+

He told you the next time you wore that dress in public, he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back. You had taken it as a compliment at the time, not a threat.

But on the day where the two of you were supposed to be heading to some fancy hero event, you found that specific dress laid out on your bed waiting for you. Honestly, you thought the gesture was adorable! Was Shoto picking out an outfit he wanted you in? You had simply forgotten all about what he had said last time.

So you put the dress on.

It wasn’t until after the two of you mingled around the event a while before he pulled you to a corner and you heard his deep voice dance against your ear. “So you wore it? Remember what I said last time?” His voice bounced in your skull and the hand that heated up at your waist quickly jogged your memory. “I warned you.”

And with that, he dragged you away at the nearest opportunity and shoved you into a supply closet. That’s how you ended up with your dress hiked over your hips and Shoto fucking you into the walls of the tiny closet.

You’re pretty sure the two of you had knocked something off the closet shelf in your flurry, but the cock pounding you into the wall made it really damn hard to think. Shoto had his head dipped down, lips and teeth and tongue attacking the flash that stretched your collar bone as he tightened his grip on your thighs. You were clawing at his back, trying to bite the inside of your cheek but the way he was tearing into you made it so hard to keep your noises down.

“Sho-shoto,” an urgent, whine of a whisper was all you could manage to hiss out without screaming. “I- if I make too much noise, we’re going to get caught.” A tangle of words, ushered out as quickly as possible to keep you from yelping as he speared deep into you.

He didn’t pause his hips, but he did pause the ministrations he had been trailing over you, only so he could look up at you with hues of smoke and frost. It was almost vexing how calm he looked. You were falling apart and other than the beads of sweat rolling down his face and a few labored pants. “Then stay quiet?” He offered, as if the solution were obvious. As if you could keep quiet with the hero pounding you senseless.

With a raspy groan, you covered your mouth with a hand you detangled from his shirt and shook your head as his length rocked against your insides, slipping in and out much too snugly. “I-I cant-”

You couldn’t tell if the way he stared at you silently was him trying to actually access the situation or was him just hiding his smirk. Was he being a smartass with a poker face right now? Or was he genuinely racking his brain for a solution. You’ve been dating this man for how long now? And you still had no idea as to if he was the smartest person you knew or the dumbest.

You weren’t ever going to find out you were pretty sure. Especially not right now with your whole body vibrating in need.

He pulled out of you, and the seemingly randomness of it had you trying to suppress a yelp as your body strained with the sudden emptiness, trying to clamp over nothing. “Sho- what are you doing?” Your voice sounded pathetic even to your own ears as Shoto released your thighs, gently settling you back onto the ground. Had he decided to stop? Had the solution to her not making noise was to just be done? He sure didn’t seem frustrated at all but it wouldn’t be unlike him to leave you hanging and pretend like he was doing it to actually help. Or maybe he did think he was actually helping? Either way. He can’t just fuck the air out of you and stop! He couldn’t!

In your panic you failed to realize he had been working on tugging off your panties from underneath your dress balling them up in his hands. You opened your mouth to question his actions again but in the next moment, the balled up lace was in your mouth. A muffled noise strangled out around it as Shoto was once again grabbing your thighs, and dragging you right back up against the wall and in the air. “I didn’t have a gag,” he stated simply as a small smile came to his lips. It looked so tender. But you couldn’t help but think it felt rather conniving. “It had a wet spot on it, so I know it tastes good too. But you can take it out if you think you can keep quiet on your own.”

The break without him inside you had been just long enough that the pleasure had mellowed out and left you with an ache-y opening from his earlier attack. And so when his head pushed back in, the sensitivity had you absolutely choking on your makeshift gag. You knew for a fact you wouldn’t be able to keep the noise down on your own. Shoto seemed well aware of this too as he slowly began to resheath himself in your heat, letting you adjust to the painful sensitivity and let your need build back up with each and every inch of him plugging into you. Again, that sweet smile had reached his lips as he got himself buried balls deep. “See? It worked.”

He seemed self satisfied. And it was hard to argue with saliva starting to pool at the back of your throat, dampening the lacey gag. Your hands were free. You could have reached out and removed it, but Shoto decided it was time to return to that pace from earlier without any warning. His hips were snapping up and you felt like you could feel him all the way to your stomach as he rocked you against the wall. You could no longer think about the way you could taste yourself on your panties, couldn’t think about how anyone could catch you two locked away in the closet, couldn’t think at all actually. You couldn’t even fucking see as your eyes rolled back into your skull.

He wasn’t kissing your neck anymore, but instead, focusing on watching your face contort into pleasure and you knew for a fact he was messing with you when he spoke up again with that same steady cadence. “Your eyes are looking weird. What’s wrong?” He questioned, concern etching his voice but he knew. He had made you make this face all the time and maybe he had been concerned the first couple but now he knew. Now he was just doing his very best to get under your skin as you helplessly wriggled your hips down onto him. “Should I stop?”

This little shit.

Don’t you dare! You tried to snap out at him but all that you could get out of your mouth garbled around the fabric and you felt a burst of drool dribble down your chin as you whined and huffed. And Shoto, your loving, caring, sweet, sweet partner found it within himself to fucking laugh. This man who had the poker face of a statue managed to find his sense of humor at your expense while he was balls deep inside of you. It wasn’t a boisterous laugh, hardly more than a chuckle but it was more than he usual produced. And the real kicker was, you were too senseless to even fully enjoy it right now. In contrast to the urgency in which he speared into you, he managed to let a hand move up to help clear the dribble off your face with his thumb before he regained his grasp on your thigh and continued wildly knocking your thoughts out of your head.

“I won’t stop unless you ask me to,” he murmured in reassurance as he dipped his head back down, and you missed the growl he let out against your skin as you trembled and writhed around him. He would have loved to take more time with you, but the event put you at a limit and he wasn’t about to leave his precious lover empty handed.

He was about to leave you utterly full in fact.

With the force from his speed keeping you suspended in place, his hand found a spot above your folds and the pad of his thumb found that sweet spot of yours fairly quickly. He groaned deeply in response to the muffled keening you gave off as he rolled your clit under his finger and as he teased and toyed and rammed his cock into your cervix, you gave in to an orgasm that rocked your whole body and he lost himself in tandem. You were filling up with sticky heat as Shoto left one last love bite against the expanse of your shoulder and your body milked him for every drop of his worth. He had to collect himself before he could slowly pull out of you, watching a drop of his essence plop on the ground beneath you.

You were shuddering as he carefully lowered you to the ground, trying to inhale deeper but choking on the concoction of saliva and lace. Shoto was kind enough to help fish out the soiled undergarments and let you flounder for air.

“Are you alright?” Real concern this time as he brushed the hair out of your face and you were met with that combo of smog and snow as his gaze met yours.

You slowly managed to nod your head but as you caught your breath and came to your senses, a few realizations hit you at once.

You were still in public.

And you were now filled with wet cum that was starting to leak down your inner thighs.

You moved to clench and you gave a loud whine. “Shoto! Why did you do that? I can’t clean up here.”

He blinked and his head tilted to the side and stared down at you. “Do what?”

Was he for real?

“You- its all up inside me now! How am I supposed to walk around right now? Why couldn’t you have picked somewhere we could wipe down?” You scolded quietly, embarrassment flooding through you at the thought of walking through the party like this. Then you spotted the damp pair of panties Shoto was holding in his hands and another flare of emotions ran through you. You groaned.

“I figured we didn’t want to make a mess in here. Was I wrong?” His brows furrowed and now you were left to believe that he seriously just didn’t think about the implications of his girlfriend having to walk around the rest of the evening filled with his load, and a pair of soaked underwear.

Or maybe his poker face was really just that good.

#shoto todoroki #shoto x reader #bnha smut #kinktober #todoroki

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five-rivers · 4 years ago

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Long Night in the Valley Chapter 2

“You shouldn’t be here.”

Everyone turned to see Midoriya standing on the stairs to the beach, looking down at them. None of them, least of all Shouto, had ever seen that expression on his face before. That… flatness that almost rivaled his own.

Uraraka took a step forward. “Deku?” she asked, uncertainly. Suzuki, the commission instructor, threw his arm in front of her, blocking her path.

“Whatever that is,” he said, voice strained and low-pitched, “it isn’t Midoriya Izuku. Saito’s quirk doesn’t allow for the subject to have an avatar in the dreamscape without a lot of practice. There’s another quirk at work here.”

“You need to leave,” said Midoriya, descending a single step. “Now.”

“It could be a result of his own quirk,” said Aizawa, who nonetheless had a hand on his capture weapon. “He’s had odd reactions to mental quirks in the past. Jumping to conclusions is illogical.”

“We have evidence Midoriya Izuku is working for the League of Villains,” said Suzuki, backing away from the stairs, slightly. “By the rules laid out in the standard—”

Shouto tuned Suzuki out, by now quite convinced that the man had nothing particularly meaningful to say, in favor of examining Midoriya.

It was Midoriya. Just, a Midoriya that was annoyed, defensive, and maybe a little offended with just a touch of something else. Which was a weird combination on Midoriya. Especially as muted as it was. Midoriya’s expressions, no matter what they were, were always so big.

“—I am recruiting you to aid this investigation and determine the League of Villain’s plans!”

“If you don’t leave, I’ll make you leave,” growled Midoriya.

Wow, for someone who was the embodiment of sunshine, he could be really threatening. Then again, sunburns were a thing, so maybe it wasn’t too surprising.

“You’re here against my will, after coercing me into allowing a quirk to be used on me. I want you out.”

“Eraserhead, I suggest you restrain this projection, whoever it belongs to.”

“I’m not going to warn you again,” continued Midoriya.

“I suggest,” said Aizawa, “that you listen to him. We can ask Midoriya about this when we’re all awake and not in his head. Like you should have done in the beginning.”

Midoriya tilted his head slightly to one side.

“I agree! This is very unethical,” said Iida, chopping at the air. “This is basically an interrogation, and Midoriya is a minor! You need parental permission!”

“Which, before you start talking about him willingly participating in this course,” said Aizawa, “he has explicitly withdrawn. Not to mention his mother signed those opt-out forms, so her permission is withdrawn as well.”

“You can’t be serious—”

“I am,” said Aizawa. “Take us out. This whole thing is illogical.”

“I can’t,” said Suzuki. “Saito is the only one who can shut down her quirk prematurely.”

“What?” said Uraraka. “There’s no way for you to contact her in an emergency? That’s really dangerous!”

“That’s not what Saito Yume said, either,” said Midoriya, flatly. “’The dream state persists until either I release it, the people involved break free, or eight hours pass.’ Implying that there’s another way to break free. One that you, by necessity, must know. So, leave. Or I’m going to start to defend myself.”

Suzuki took a deep breath. “I am here,” he said, “to complete a mission given to me from the Hero Commission. Your refusal to comply with the terms set out in your licensing agreements will be noted.”

Midoriya brought his head up straight again and squared his shoulders. His hands clenched. He was wearing gloves, Shouto noticed. Not the gloves that went with his hero costume, but work gloves. He’d seen the landscapers who worked at his family home wear something similar.

Why?

“Fine,” said Izuku. “Then I’m going to kick you out.”

“That’s impossible, you—”

“I know this beach very well.”

Abruptly, the pristine white sand was covered in towers of trash, separating Shouto from the others. Suzuki’s insistence that Midoriya was a spy had already had him on edge. This put him fully into battle-mode.

He dropped into battle stance, and carefully froze one of the trash piles in front of him, making an icy stair to the top. His first priority was to find Aizawa and his classmates and regroup. To do that, he had to get a better vantage point.

He jogged up the stairs, noting, absently, that he was now in his hero suit, not his school uniform. What had he been wearing before this turned into a fight? He hadn’t particularly noticed.

He reached the top just in time to see Midoriya bludgeon Suzuki with a piece of rusty rebar.

Alright. Maybe that wasn’t Midoriya.

Aizawa wasn’t fast enough getting around the piles of trash. He would have tried to scale them, but there was no safe place for him to grab on to. The piles were simply too unstable, too untrustworthy, too poorly shaped.

He arrived just in time to see Midoriya, or what looked like Midoriya, impale Suzuki with a pole.

Before his mind could fully process the problem child attempting what looked a whole lot like murder, he had him wrapped in his capture weapon.

Midoriya had the gall to look confused, if only slightly.

“Todoroki,” Aizawa barked, spotting his other student on top of one of the horribly dangerous trash mounds. “First aid, stat.”

“Yes, sir,” said Todoroki, making an ice ramp to glide down.

“Midoriya,” he said. “What was that?” Perhaps it was illogical to ask, but he still couldn’t quite believe his eyes.

“I was testing to see if he’d wake up and go away if he got knocked out,” said Midoriya. He made a tiny, not-quite-shrugging motion. “This is just a dream, after all.”

Alright. That was true, but it was still incredibly disconcerting to see Midoriya act so callously towards the life of another human being. Although he was unsure how many times Midoriya had hit Suzuki, and certain places of impact were less lethal than others, blunt force trauma, especially to the back of the head, could still be deadly.

There was the sharp report of a gun, and Midoriya jerked forward, blood leaking from some invisible wound to drip down his face. Then he vanished.

He turned towards that utter bastard Suzuki, eyes blazing, only to find him entirely encased in a glacier except for his head.

While Aizawa had been trying to train Todoroki out of reflexively encasing human beings in ice, due to frostbite, hypothermia, and other potential health issues, he was willing to let it slide. Just this once.

“I told you,” said Suzuki, teeth chattering. “That isn’t your student. And even if it was, he’s a traitor.”

“Sensei,” said Todoroki, “what are we going to do?”

“First,” said Aizawa. He didn’t get beyond that, because Uraraka was abruptly launched from behind a wall of trash, trailing a makeshift tether of salvaged bungee cords.

“Found them!” exclaimed Uraraka. “I don’t see Deku, though!”

“First,” said Aizawa, feeling exhausted despite technically being asleep, “we regroup.”

Toshinori was supposed to be teaching a third-year heroics course.

He wanted to be with Izuku at the Hero Commission training, even if he was retired, with only a retiree license to his name.

He was in the nurse’s office, getting his brain checked by Recovery Girl, because sudden debilitating headaches weren’t on the long, long list of symptoms he’d come to expect from his injuries and medications.

Chiyo was worried he might be having a stroke, an aneurism, or some other sudden, lethal, brain condition. She’d used her quirk on him at once, and the pain hadn’t stopped. She’d said that, at least, it should stop an aneurism from getting worse.

Toshinori hoped it wasn’t brain cancer. As far as personal abilities went, all he had going for him right now was brainpower and a stupidly high pain tolerance.

He closed his eyes against the bright lights of the room. Everything seemed too bright and blurry. Sounds warped oddly in his ears. The fabric of the bed underneath him felt gritty against his fingertips.

It was like he wasn’t entirely here.

Oh, the joys of hallucinations.

(Something like urgency pushed against the back of his mind. Whispered Eight, and help, and Nine.)

(Something was going more wrong than usual.)

He waited for Chiyo to step out of the room before he snuck out.

Izuku emerged from sleep with a choked gasp, heart racing, head spinning. Where-?

It took him several fraught minutes to get his breathing under control and recognize where he was. The room for the Hero Commission course. His classmates and teacher were sleeping next to him, as well as the commission instructor. What had his name been? Something with an S?

Thinking was hard. It was like his brain was occupied with something else and he kept having to nudge it back on track. It was like—

He shook his head, which pounded with the movement, distracting him further. He—He should—

What?

An odd sensation overtook him, and he found himself slowly, cautiously standing up. It wasn’t like Shinsou’s quirk, where his body was out of his control, but more like he was almost sharing control, somehow. Like he could, at any point, take control back. And he did, just to test the theory, stopping for a moment, his hand halfway to his backpack.

But that was hard, and he really wasn’t up for much in the way of decision-making, and the others were quite adamant that he had to get out now. They’d know. He trusted them.

They picked up the backpack.

Eight was coming. They could trust Eight.

The door slammed open. Izuku froze. Several heroes in costume and a man with a suit and a commission nametag stood in the doorway.

“Get him!”

Four moved so differently from Izuku. Precisely, like he knew exactly how his opponents were going to act, where they were going to be. It reminded Izuku of how Sir Nighteye moved.

In seconds, they were in the main hall, sprinting past crowds with the help of One for All. Izuku felt bad about leaving Aizawa and his friends, but they knew, they weren’t targets. Izuku was.

Izuku didn’t know how they knew that, how he knew that.

Parking lot. Streets. Alleyway. Rooftops. His UA uniform was too attention grabbing. They dropped his blazer behind one of the rooftop ventilation shafts and tugged off his tie. The button down by itself was less attention grabbing. There was nothing they could to about his pants. Alley again. The people chasing him could track his phone. They needed to get rid of it.

Preferably in a way that wouldn’t immediately tip their pursuers off to the fact they had gotten rid of it. Sending them the wrong way would be a good distraction, would buy them time.

They slipped onto a bus and dropped Izuku’s phone into a woman’s purse. Hopefully, she wouldn’t notice the change in weight for a while.

Six and Two were very good at this kind of thing. Not to mention One.

It would probably sound weird to an outsider, but it was comforting. The experience and care of the past users wrapped around him like a thick blanket, making it so that Izuku didn’t mind so much about his distraction, even though he wished he could help more.

He got off the bus. They needed to find Eight.

“Just so you know,” said Aizawa, several registers shy of conversationally. “If you’ve harmed my student in any way, I will do everything in my power to make your life a living hell.”

“Nothing here actually affects the mind of the subject,” said Suzuki, rolling his eyes. “Otherwise, we wouldn’t use Saito’s quirk.”

“Your information hasn’t exactly been accurate so far,” said Tenya, pushing his glasses up and frowning. Suzuki had, in fact, been fundamentally unhelpful. “In fact, I believe you have outright lied to us on several occasions.” He glanced at his classmates for support and did a double take.

Standing behind Uraraka, half-hidden behind a beaten-up old refrigerator, was Midoriya. A smaller, slimmer, younger Midoriya, who was wearing an ‘ALL M’ t-shirt, thick gloves, and… and an awfully large amount of rope?

He was also crying, silently, and staring at Suzuki.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” he said. He pulled on the rope. The refrigerator came free, destabilizing the pile of trash it had been supporting.

It all came tumbling down.

Ochako managed to avoid most of the debris coming for her, and slapped most of the remainder, making them float with her quirk. Even so, by the time the dust settled, she was covered in scrapes, the pink fabric of her hero suit torn—

Wait. Hero suit?

Whatever, she was asleep, and the more important thing was to find Iida, Todoroki, and Aizawa-sensei. They had been in the direct line of the collapse. She was pretty sure Deku had been able to get out of the way.

“Shouldn’t have done that.”

“Five-point touch activation. Seems to affect buoyancy of objects. Possible martial arts background based on movement.”

Ochako spun to face not one, but two small Dekus. The new one was, if possible, even smaller than the first and wearing a gakuran. He had a notebook spread out across his left arm and was writing in it at lightning speed.

“Hands are a possible weak spot, but a known one. Be careful of kicks.” Gakuran Deku’s words devolved into mumbling, but t-shirt Deku was still nodding, so he must understand.

T-shirt Deku also had a length of pipe. Ochako did not like where this was going.

Then again, the whole point of this exercise was to learn how to defend one’s mind. She couldn’t exactly fault Deku for doing just that. She dropped into a fighting stance and grinned.

It was nothing short of a miracle, Aizawa decided, that they hadn’t been killed yet. Then again, it was possible that Midoriya, despite his obviously altered and disturbed mental state, was still holding back against them.

Which was annoying. Because neither of the two small Midoriya-lookalikes was particularly strong. Nor did they appear to be using Midoriya’s quirk, despite the fact that Aizawa, Iida, Uraraka, and Todoroki had no trouble using theirs. The problem was that they were terrifyingly intelligent, just shy of ruthless, and had an incredible home-field advantage in that they seemed to know the location and nature of every bit of trash on the beach and in that they could evidently make it disappear and reappear at will. They also avoided head-on combat whenever possible, letting the terrain do their work for them.

Fighting them was, in fact, like fighting someone with a quirk completely unlike Midoriya’s. With a fighting style completely unlike Midoriya’s.

And that made Aizawa wonder, because all too often, he caught Midoriya trying to replicate All Might’s style, and if he did that when he could be doing something more like this—

But this wasn’t the time for such speculation.

He pulled Todoroki away from a trap again (he evidently hadn’t yet grasped that Midoriya was attacking them), and then jumped away from a chain reaction caused by whatever Uraraka just threw.

Unless they wanted to spend the next hour being beaten up by the problem child… “We need to get somewhere he has less control over the environment.”

“Off the beach?” suggested Uraraka, panting. “He said—He said he knew the beach well, so…”

Aizawa nodded. That was good thinking. Where were the stairs?

“You need to leave!”

“We’re trying, problem child!” snapped Aizawa, and, miraculously, that made Midoriya hesitate. Aizawa pulled Todoroki towards the stairs. The others were able to follow on their own.

They made their way up, and as soon as they hit the top step the previously clear sky opened up and it began to pour. Aizawa was soaked through in seconds.

Wonderful.

However, the attacks—which had been relentless up until this point—stopped.

“We left Suzuki,” observed Iida.

Aizawa held back a groan.

“Who cares?” asked Todoroki.

“We do,” said Aizawa. “We can’t let him run around unsupervised in Midoriya’s head.”

“I think he might have gotten crushed,” said Uraraka. “He was still in your ice, wasn’t he, Todoroki?”

“Yeah,” said Todoroki. “Trash should stay with trash,” he mumbled under his breath.

“We have no idea how any of our quirks will function long-term in a dream,” said Aizawa, not addressing the trash comment because he honestly sort of agreed. “Nor do we know what his quirk is.” He sighed. “We may also have to consider that he is correct and Midoriya is compromised.”

Predictably, there was quite a bit of protest.

“He may also have other information regarding the situation at hand,” said Aizawa. “Which we need.”

There was a rattle among the trash heaps, and Aizawa turned to watch Suzuki drag himself out from under a mound of trash.

“You left me!” accused Suzuki, loudly. “You almost let that gremlin kill me a dozen times!”

“Well,” said Midoriya from behind them, where he absolutely hadn’t been a minute ago, “then maybe you should have left when I asked."

#bnha #long night in the valley #my writing #fanfic

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lollybliz · 5 years ago

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bout to make a Monster of a fic rec post here we go

heyo @jinx108! We’ll start with the complete ones because sometimes you’re just not in the mood to wait for the last chapter, you know? I don't remember details of all of these so i’m just going to copy the author’s summary rather than write my own. I am literally just going through my bookmarks, I got 400 of these to sort through. if ive talked to or am familiar with the author im gonna mention them, but if I mention you and you don't want me to have Please tell me and i’ll remove it.

If you’re not into spoilers Please Tread Carefully, I don't watch out for that stuff so I wont know to label it

1>Crushing Truth by Bunzuku: Tododeku. “Romance is hard enough for a teenager to understand when they have a good relationship role model. For Shoto, it takes two excited meddlers for him to even realize what his feelings really are.“

2>Disowned by b00mgh: tododeku + others. Unrated, some traumatic elements. “Shouto freaks out under a bridge and I use the word "grass" a lot more than I really should. Izuku does his stupid martyr thing and everyone makes continuous references to his propensity to break his bones. Aizawa goes "oh FUCK my kids are dying again" and his students use him as emotional (and physical) support. A friend requests angst, I say what kind, she say idk make someone get disowned and i say oh this I can absolutely provide my good buddy.”

3>cotton candy hands by @chonideno: Kiribaku. I will take Any excuse to rec this fic, its the most fluffy pile of feels Good Lord. also the first fic I ever bound into a physical book. “Studying to become a hero requires knowing how to take care of yourself. Sometimes you might need help on the way so if your crush offers to do your hair for you or to give you a well-deserved back rub, it'd be stupid to say no. A series of soft vignettes in which a love-struck Kirishima and a touch-starved Bakugou care for each other and it's definitely not making their hearts jump through hoops, they’re never this close to kissing, no, they're totally best friends bro“

4>Catching Sight of the Storm by neo7v: Kiribaku, tododeku. A considerable amount of Whump and related angst, and kinda sad tbh. “Blind. Quirkless. Useless.The first two things were stated clearly by the doctor that sat about five feet in front of Izuku. The third was a word that Kacchan called him everytime he failed to make the jump on whatever forest excursion they were on or when he ran into a tree because he hadn’t seen it. “I’m so, so sorry, Izuku.” Was his mom giving up on him already? But he could still be a hero if he tried hard enough, right? Quirkless or not. Blind or not. Just because Izuku was useless now didn’t mean he would stay that way forever, right? *** A Blind!Izuku AU”

5>Yell Heah by fakecharliebrown: Chatfic. M a n y pairings. technically complete, but part of an ongoing series. “Iida creates a group-chat for Class 1-A. It doesn't go as planned.“

6>Sunshine by Rosey_Note: BIG SAD. tw- failed suicide attempt. KiriKamiBaku. “They didn't deserve to put up with his crappy mood. Because Denki Kaminari did not feel like Sunshine right now. And they deserved sunshine. In fact, Denki didn't feel much of anything right now.“

7>Electric Connection by Onlymostydead: ShinKami. “Kaminari's quirk has always had... Weird side affects. Like his ADHD. And his constant energy. And his insomnia, which wouldn't leave him be right now, when he really needed to just get some sleep. But, thankfully, he has good friends.“

8>The Best (The Worst) by Onlymostydead: no romantic pairing. tw- rampant transphobia, both outside and internalized. “Bakugou Katsuki has known who he was since he was four years old. He was a boy, it was as simple as that. Around his friends, at school... But things couldn't just be that simple, could they?“

9>Lichtenberg Figures by Q_loves_you: no definite romantic pairing. “Kaminari Denki has a very powerful force of nature running through his body. Kaminari Denki doesn't want to hurt anybody. He doesn't always get what he wants, and "anybody" does generally include himself.“

10>Eventuality by KikaTouka: ill be honest I don't remember this one at all, I maaaay not have read it yet :/. anyway. ShinKami. “Shinsou learns more than just hero lessons after being transferred to 1-A.“

11>Pickup Lines for the Soul by MustardSoup: ShinKami. “Denki is twelve when he is flicking through the TV channels and lands on an old RomCom movie about soulmate marks – specifically the same type that he has. “I can’t believe I’ve had to walk around with a cheap pickup line written on my ankle my entire life because of you!” The leading lady yells at the leading man as he stares at her in awe. Denki laughs. “Oh no.” His mother says, watching him. “Oh no, indeed.” His sister repeats quietly.“

12>caught in my own web by @anxioussailorsoldier: ShinKami. “Shinsou needs some help after getting caught up in his capture weapon. Kaminari enters from stage left.“

13>not so summer love by nataliya: ShinKami. “Class 2-B’s common room, although typically quiet, was currently filled with five students—three slowly giving up on homework, one bitching about noise and another that rushes through the front door. “We’ve been waiting for you—” Mina starts, but Kaminari’s vaulting over the back of the couch, eyes wide as he practically buzzes out of his skin, emitting light like crazy as currents dazzle across strands of hair. “I have a big ugly crush,” He steps off the couch and onto the coffee table, much to Bakugou’s chagrin, “On big ugly Shinsou.””

14>Blamed by coldandhotsoba: ShinKami. Tw- they fuckin kill a guy and its a lil nasty. “This was not how the day was supposed to end. They were supposed to end the day like they do most nights. Kaminari clutching onto him like a koala as he slept, wrapped in the millions of tacky blankets Kaminari had bought. Warm and safe in their bed. It was not supposed to end with both of them tied up in some cold metal room.“

15>Lightning Scars by Present-Mics-Scream (write_your_way_out): Shinkami. “It's hard to be confident in your abilities when you're surrounded by people with incredible quirks. Shinsou Hitoshi would know better than anyone. Sure, he was admitted to the hero course in his second year, but being admitted to the hero course, and keeping up with the rest of the class are two different things. Lucky for him, Kaminari is there to prove that the flashiest quirks come with the largest drawbacks.“

16>See No Evil, Hear No Evil by randomfan188: no romantic pairing. “Kaminari Denki is legally blind. When he forgets to wear his contacts and breaks down during math class, comfort appears in the strangest of ways.“

17>how not to enjoy the weather, an article by kaminari denki by dreamtowns: no defined romantic pairing. “If there was one thing Kaminari hated the most in a world wth villains, it would have to be thunderstorms.“

18>”Studying” by emmyrox22: ShinKami, EraserMic. “Shinsou and Kaminari have been “studying” together for a while (but not for school). Shinsou gets stopped by his dads on the way to another “study” session and mistakes are made“

19>Weaknesses by sunflowerstorm: ShinKami. “Kaminari's quirk and storms compliment each other in the worst way, but he's convinced he can deal with it on his own... until he really can't any longer. When Shinsou accidentally overhears Aizawa confronting Kaminari about recent changes in behaviour and hears about the hell his quirks been putting him through, he can't just pretend he never heard. He wants to help.“

20>it’s hurt denki hours by memeingfultrash: ShinKami + others. ““Certain members of our class are...under the impression that...you’re the traitor.” Denki’s body went cold and felt like he was going to short circuit. ~some of class 1a believes that denki is the traitor and avoid him”

21>Petition to replace Mineta with Shinsou- (signed by Kaminari Denki) by CharaTheQuartz: ShinKami + others. This is one of my favorites, I go back to reread it from time to time. It SAYS 41/42, but that's just a glitch cus chapter 36 doesn't exist for some reason, I talked to the author about it and its fine. “Mineta brings shame to the color purple. You know who does not bring shame to the rich color, but pride and sexual tension to one infatuated Kaminari Denki instead? Shinsou Hitoshi, aka sexy zombie man, aka the most perfect hunk of a man to walk planet earth, aka future husband. Shinsou has finally gotten his chance to prove himself to the hero course, and he did more than prove himself. The only question left unanswered is whether he will start in A or B, and how Kaminari can manipulate the end result.“

22>How to Get a Boyfriend (in Four Easy Steps!) by e1ana: ShinKami, EraserMic, + others. “Step 1: Get kicked out of the house by your homophobic parents. Step 2: Run headfirst into your brooding, mysterious crush. Step 3: Sleep in his dad’s (see: your homeroom teacher) house Step 4: Watch everything you thought you knew go to shit. This isn’t exactly the sweet, romantic plan that Kaminari Denki longed for. Will everything be ok, or will step 5 be to crash and burn?“

23>Bakugou and Todoroki’s Foolproof 5-Step Plan to Fuck with Mineta Minoru by Anubis_2701: Kiribaku, TodoDeku, + others. This is another one of my favorites, and the one I am currently folding and sewing into a physical book. you learn how to do funny things when bored and quarantined ig. “It was a simple enough idea; screw around with the resident bastard of Class 1-A to let him know that his medieval ways and perverted behaviour weren't going to be tolerated by even the most career-focused of UA's students. To say that things had snowballed was an understatement. Todoroki had no idea how he had ended up sitting on Bakugou's floor at 1 am, holding a dossier of incriminating material that would make the FBI slobber, but he wasn't sure he wanted to know. The long and short of it was, fuck Mineta.”

24>Colour Theory by chancellorxofxtrash: TodoBakuDeku. this one’s a series. “Midoriya/Bakugo/Todoroki slow burn soulmate AU. All three of them are nerds with their own emotional issues, trying to navigate their way through becoming heroes, and their own relationship with each other.“

25>Summer Sunshine by Mara97: TodoDeku. Ever want a Barbie in a mermaid tale/Bnha crossover? No? well here you go anyway! “Instead of worrying about college, Izuku spends his summer vacation finding out his father is, supposedly, a dead merman king and going on a quest to dethrone the current king, Endeavor. Along the way, Izuku becomes close to the three journeying with him, makes friends with strangers, starts crushing on an unattainable prince, and, in the end, learns to love himself. Oh, and he saves a kingdom, too.“

26>The snowflakes on our skin and the flames in our soul are one (and the same), my love by missunderstuffyou: TodoDeku, Kiribaku. this is one of the ones I keep a running reread comment going on. its at,,, 6, atm. “Before your quirk begins to present itself, the soulmate link comes through, and suddenly whatever you write upon your own skin appears on the body of your soulmate. As your soulmate writes to you, the emotions they feel follow through the ink.Izuku Midoriya is four years and a few months old when he first feels the slight ebbing in his arms. It doesn’t hurt… he can just feel something, and it’s enough to make him sprint into his mother’s arms screaming that his quirk is coming. She had been washing in the kitchen, and the sudden screech as her son rockets into her side is enough to make her jump with panic, immediately grabbing at him and looking for cuts and bumps before she understands his words and the stupidly bright, alight smile on his face with large, watery, hopeful eyes. Shoto Todoroki doesn’t feel his soulmate connection open up. It is drowned in the aches of a small body worked far too hard.“

27>It was dark inside the closet by Chad_Champion69420: Pre-ShinDeku? maybe? its tagged shindeku but like. it’ll make sense if you read it. “Midoriya is invited to a party. He and Shinsou decide to play a little trick on the rest of the party during Seven Minutes in Heaven.”

28>how to woo your local trash gremlin: a comprehensive guide by Todoroki shouto by wonhaebunny: TodoBaku. this is the fic that dragged me into todobaku, fun fact. “five times shouto tries to confess to bakugou, and one time he doesn't bother tryingaka: wikihow is a scam and bakugou is a terrible, terrible boy“

29>top ten photos taken right before disaster by Shookspeare: ShinDeku. “Izuku participates in a harmless prank, only to end up ruining it and running for dear life.“

30>Secrets to Share by pechebaie: no definite romantic pairing. “Kirishima comes out first, and nothing changes. Kirishima and Kaminari still hang out to complain about class and talk about boys - and sometimes girls, too, in Kaminari’s case; he still plans stupid pranks with Sero that get them sent to the principal’s or nurse’s office every time; Ashido still kicks his ass at Mario Kart without hesitation; and Bakugou doesn’t get angry at him any more than he usually does.“

31>What One Hides by Pinalinet: TodoDeku. “All Might gives class 1-A an unusual assignment that results in Midoriya Izuku and Todoroki Shouto attending a weekly acting class. But with a mysterious villain targeting individuals without Quirks, and a developing issue of Todoroki's own, an after-school assignment is the least of their worries.“

32>whether or not we’re fated, we’re meant to be by juurensha: KINDA SPOILERY. TodoDeku + others. “Todoroki didn’t have a soulmark for most of his life.His siblings all did, but up until the day of the U.A. entrance exam, he had shoved the idea aside. It’s not like they could help him anyway. And then a 9 appears on his chest, and a green-haired boy barrels into his life with a fire and ice soulmark on his arms, and suddenly Todoroki cares very much about all this could mean.”

33>The Midnight Shift by meiishu @meiishu @totallytodoroki (idk which you’d rather I attach so I went with both): ShinKami. ““Hey Toshi,” Denki says, and he laughs, clearly embarrassed. He’s got on a jean jacket that did him absolutely no help and a white tee shirt that is currently stuck to his torso. It’s got a pikachu design in the center. “By any chance, do you sell umbrellas?” “You really went out in this weather.” Hitoshi deadpans, instead of dignifying that with an answer. or hitoshi works the midnight shift at the gas station, which also doubles as a pokestop for pokemon go. of course, denki is a regular.”

34>Rock the House by AkabaneKayo: ShinKami. “It wasn’t just his bed. It was his entire fucking room shaking. Only one thought crossed his mind at that moment: “Holy shit. My room is haunted.”“

35>Technically, they’re morning kisses by CharaTheQuartz: ShinKami. “Most nights, Shinsou cannot fall sleep. Neither can Kaminari. It seems counterproductive to have a sleepover then, but they try to make it work. And they fail, but that is okay.“

36>someone to call mine by nearly_theyre: ShinKami, EraserMic “From: Me wish you were here, denks From: kitten 💛💘💛 what if i was tho? OR Four times Denki snuck into Hitoshi's room and one time he walked through the front door.“

37>Pretty by Onlymostydead (noticing some repeat authors? me too): no definite romantic pairing. “(Or, Kaminari still can't figure out bra clasps.) Kaminari has never really felt good about himself. Herself? Whichever way, not knowing doesn't make anything easier. Especially when he (she?) and Mina have their bodies swapped during training, and everything seems too right.“

38>If I offer you my hand, will you take it? by bleukitsune: Kiribaku. SPOILERY. ““Why?” Kirishima leaned back on his hands, trying to create some space between them. Too close. The ash-blond looked really nervous, his usually arrogant and cunning demeanor gone. “What do you see when you look at me? Kirishima is worried. Bakugou is hurting. After his confrontation with Midoriya, he finally reaches out to him. “

Theres way more but I haven't tagged them properly yet so that m a y come later if I can ever finish going through and adding my sorting tags.

and then a last few that Are Not Complete but im really very fond of them. not as many as id like to add, but my hands are getting tired tbh.

39>State of Mind by GuardianOfTheLoaf: no relationship YET but its looking like it’ll be either tododeku or shindeku, probably the former. EraserMic. tw- childhood neglect and severe depression. Izuku’s not a happy kid. “Izuku was a late bloomer, his quirk lying dormant until his tenth birthday when in a fit of emotion he grabs his mother and she disappears. With All Might slowly restoring his confidence Izuku begins the difficult journey into becoming a hero.“ 18/? chapters.

40>Izuku Eats His Problems by CosmicAce: ShinDeku. Izuku’s a flerkin, what more could you want? “His whole life, Izuku Midoriya was taught to keep his powers, his Quirk, hidden from the world. His kind were feared, hunted to near extinction because of it. He just wants to show people he’s different. That he can be a HERO. And nothing is going to stop him. Even if his Quirk IS like an eldritch abomination.“ 43/? chapters

and then probably my current favorite bnha fic- although it fights with Apertum Mortem for that spot but that ones d a r k and not here-

41>family of the year by periiwren: EraserMic. “Hitoshi is done. Done with moving around every few months to a couple that will scrutinize him and eventually dump him right back where he started. Good thing he’s well past his strike limit now- at least he can stay in one place, be content to age out of the system and finish out his training with Aizawa. Maybe transfer into the hero course, maybe be a hero- but none of that was guaranteed. The only thing for sure was that he was going to stay in that center for the rest of his childhood. Or so he thought- because Aizawa Shouta and Yamada Hizashi have other plans.“ 24/? chapters. we’ve been informed that this one’s gonne be l o n g and im Very Grateful.

42>Here There Be Dragons by here_and_there: pre-ShinDeku. “Izuku looked at the small circle Aizawa had motioned to in front of them. "I won't fit," he whispered, thinking. He raised his hand, tentatively. Sighing, Aizawa grumbled, "What?" "I-I have a question. Actually, two." His teacher just stared at him, unimpressed. Izuku continued. "Can we activate our quirks before we step into the ring?" Aizawa looked up into the sky, muttering something Izuku didn't hear. "If you must." "O-Okay. Uh, second question. You said we have to stay inside the circle, right?" "Yes." The man looked disappointed, not only in Izuku but in himself for letting the kid speak. "Great. Uh... does that include tails?"“ 6/? chapters.

43>Another Option by sandersonsister: TodoBakuDeku, Touya/Hawks, Dabi/Hawks. Potentially Spoilery, depends on whether horikoshi has the guts to confirm Touya. this one is waiting around the corner with a baseball bat, its really cute, and then r e a l l y painful. it might be getting better though. maybe. it might be getting worse. “When Touya stops his mother from hurting Shouto, he decides enough is enough. He needs to get out of this house and he's taking his baby brother with him.“ 33/? chapters.

That's it i’m done for now, oof. maybe ill edit more onto this post later, maybe i’ll just make another one. hope some of these work!

#fic rec #bnha #mha #tododeku #todobakudeku #kiribaku #shinkami #shindeku #erasermic #To Be Continued

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BnHA Fic Recs (Part 1)

all of these are on ao3. please make sure you read the warnings and check the ratings before you read them. this list was made march 2020 so some of the word counts and dates might not be accurate for long

i broke this up into two parts because it’s kinda long, the second part can be found here

the light is fading (but i'm still here) by IceEckos12

Midoriya centric

Status: One shot/completed

Words: 8.4k

Izuku wakes up under the effects of a strange, dangerous quirk.

With no way to contact his allies or interact with the world around him, he is quickly plunged into a race against the clock to save his own life.

Sink to Swim by cinnabee

Bakugou centric, Midoriya centric, Bakudeku

Status: Completed

Words: 35k

“Kacchan, I think we’re supposed to--”

“Supposed to?” Katsuki whirled. “Supposed to? Will you fucking.. Listen to yourself? Shitty Deku, we just woke up in a dungeon and you want to play some villain’s game? Like it’s a goddamn puzzle we can just solve?”

As if there's any other choice.

mouth shut (eyes down) by carolinaa

Midoriya centric, Dadzawa

Status: One shot/completed

Words: 5.8k

Teachers and Izuku don't mesh well. If Izuku speaks up, he gets in trouble. If Izuku gets picked on, he gets in trouble. If Izuku lets his guard down for one second, he gets in trouble.

Izuku isn't stupid. He knows UA isn't going to be any different.

Useless Monster by MuteCrows (Deanassbutts)

Midoriya centric, Monster Midoriya, Quirk Midoriya, Dad Might, Dadzawa

Status: Updated 2020-03-02

Words: 79k+

Izuku had vague memories of how his family used to be. He could remember when he had a home, a warm bed, and steady diet. These memories were muddled, overshadowed by the burden of no longer having a place in society’s unseeing eyes. For where was a monster like himself supposed to fit into a judgmental space like that?

Child's Play by Le0na

Inspired by Useless Monster, Midoriya centric, Monster Midoriya

Status: Completed

Words: 8.9k

Animal control officers are trained to deal with all sorts of creatures, quirk or no quirk. These are the accounts of an officer who encountered something the weren't briefed for.

Izuku wanted to survive. He wanted to help people. That's all he ever wanted. Can't they just let him?

Canary by cloud_nine_and_three_quarters

Midoriya centric, Quirk Midoriya, Midoriya & Shinsou, Midoriya & Present Mic

Status: Completed

Words: 291k

Midoriya Izuku is Quirkless. Well, he thought was. That was until he opened his mouth to sing.

There is more power in Midoriya's singing than he could have ever dreamed of - a power truly worthy of a hero. But will he ever have the confidence to spread his wings and soar?

Follow Canary on his journey to find his voice and become the hero he was always meant to be.

To Bargain With Faust by cricketmilk

Fantasy AU, Midoriya centric, Tododeku, Monster Midoriya

Status: Completed

Words: 42k

Impulsive decisions are what brings them together. A prince, determined to enter forbidden lands to pursue a voice that accompanies the moon. A beast, too eager to fight for everything he wishes to protect. Actions have consequences, and the price of magic might just make everything worse. The Liar Princess and The Blind Prince AU.

Pied Piper by Blackhole_Called_Anime

Midoriya centric, Vigilante Midoriya

Status: Updated 2020-03-05

Words: 113k

If they wouldn’t give him a chance then the solution seemed simple, he’d give himself one. He’d force the world to see him, force them to recognize his hard work. He wasn’t missing a quirk, it was simply that everyone else had been given an advantage. He wasn’t broken, or useless, or incapable, and he’d prove it by outrunning all of them, he who was quirkless, he who had started in last.

release the dogs of war by IceEckos12

Alternate dimensions, Midoriya centric, Tododeku, Dad Might, Dadzawa

Status: First part completed, second part in progress

Words: 44k (first part)

Izuku is a dimension hopper who accidentally breaks his arm after a rough jump, leaving him helpless in this strange new world.

And then he finds out about the superpowers. Well if he wants to get specific, quirks.

If there's one place where a super-powered quasi-immortal technology stealing jerk would be hanging out…

A Dangerous Game by tsukithewolf

Midoriya & Bakugou, Villain Midoriya

Status: Part 1 completed, part 2 updated 2020-03-02

Words: 472k (part 1), 95k+ (part 2)

When Midoriya Izuku is 13 years old, he is kidnapped on his way home from school by a villain. One year later he is found and returned home with some scars, no memories of the events he went through, and a latent fire quirk.

Izuku has to live a double life if he and his loved ones are to survive, even if that means lying to everyone and committing deeds that he’s not sure the heroes would forgive him for. He just needs to come up with a plan to defeat one of the most powerful men in the world, maintain both of his covers in the presence of enemies and allies alike, and hopefully not forget the “real” him.

Bakugou Katsuki is certain that Izuku has been lying to everyone since the day he had been rescued. And he’s going to figure out his secret.

The Last Resort by coldandhotsoba

Shinsou centric, Dadzawa, Erasermic

Status: Updated 2019-11-09

Words: 163k+

“Mommy? Where are we going?” Shinsou asks as he was strapped into his car seat. He looked up quizzically at his mom as she gave him a backpack stuffed with clothes and his favorite plush cat.

“We are just going to a trip to see some of mommy’s friends okay?” She replied, giving him a small sad smile

Shinsou gets sold off to villains when hes a kid. They rent him his quirk out to other villains for a profit.

The Wards of UA by FeckedSpectrum

Shinsou centric, Dadzawa, Erasermic

Status: Updated 2020-03-01

Words: 312k+

27’s throat tightens, as if any words he could have thought to say are trapped there. If it weren’t for Memory’s nails digging into his wrist, he would probably have stood there all night, trying to understand what they wanted him to do.

Use his quirk on a child. A tiny, frightened child.

He kneels down, trying to get her to look him in the eye, to make some kind of connection. Anything to try and make her answer. “D-do you want to go away? Do you want to go somewhere safe?”

Her eyes open, slowly, and the sobbing slows enough that she isn’t shaking with it quite as much. Her hands are lowering from her mouth.

“Uh-huh.”

Her voice, so small and hoarse, is all he needs. He feels the quirk trap around her mind, and her eyes fade from red to white, hands dropping slack by her side.

***

This work is based off of The Last Resort, written by coldandhotsoba. In this AU, after Shinsou Hitoshi is sold to The Miasma, The Miasma sells him to Overhaul to fill the role of "The Mediator" for Eri. Even after the raid on the 8 Precepts, the wards are haunted by their pasts, but the ghosts in Shinsou's mind are anything but dead.

and i'm nothing like you by aloneintherain

Shinsou centric, Shinosu & Midoriya

Status: One shot/completed

Words: 9.3k

Of all the people to have been kidnapped alongside, it had to be this person, this hero, the one person who would never blame him for the things he was forced to do.

“Don’t cry,” Midoriya says.

“Fuck you,” Hitoshi chokes out.

(When Shinsou goes grocery shopping a few weeks after transferring to Class 2A, Midoriya tags along. Because he is, for some reason, determined to be Shinsou’s friend.

Shinsou remains cold and withdrawn in the face of Midoriya’s friendliness—until they’re kidnapped by a woman with a brainwashing quirk who believes Shinsou doesn’t belong in the hero course.)

Butterfly by aconstantstateofbladerunner

Midoriya centric, Dad Might, Horror

Status: Updated 2020-03-27

Words: 167k+

The first over-night trip off campus since the training camp was supposed to be a fun break from more intense work back home. But between a bleak introduction to chaos theory, a chilly reception from the locals, and the looming threat of a villain attack, Izuku has too much on his mind to properly enjoy the fresh air. But those worries are a light breeze compared to the hurricane that accompanies what he finds on the outskirts of town.

Or rather, what finds him.

a complete list of everything I've ever been afraid of by aloneintherain

Midoriya centric, Dadzawa, Horror

Status: Updated 2019-07-05

Words: 18.5k+

Midoriya is drugged by a villain during a raid, but old and new fears, along with the manufactured anxiety the drug produces, urges him to keep his condition hidden.

He's determined to keep this a secret in the long days ahead - even after the hallucinations start. Even after his worst nightmares are played out around campus, so vividly that he begins to lose track of what is and isn’t real.

when march brings rain by Crocodillia

Todoroki centric, Tododeku, AU, Bodyswap, Kiribaku

Status: Updated 2019-11-24

Words: 54.5k+

“I’m a person who wakes up in a new body every day - always my age, never too far away from the last, and I'm never the same person twice.”

“No - it’s not possible -”

“Remember when Katsuki kissed you on the beach? That was me.”

In which a boy falls in love with someone who switches bodies every day. (Every Day AU).

(may the bridges i have burned) light my way back home by Chrome

Midoriya centric, Bakudeku, Canon compliant

Status: Updated 2019-10-04

Words: 42.1k+

Since Bakugou Katsuki discovered the secret of One for All, he and Midoriya Izuku have been slowly repairing the friendship they once had. They still haven’t talked about it—but Izuku’s certain that it’s only a matter of time before they manage to lay the past to rest.

But when the League of Villains attack the Sports Festival and Bakugou takes a devastating blow meant for Izuku, the whole nation is suddenly paying attention to a relationship the two people involved barely understand. Izuku needs more than ever to figure out who he and Kacchan are to each other—preferably before the internet does.

or,

“Fuck you,” Bakugou said. “I don’t need a whole face to kick your ass.”

in death, at the end of the world by theroyalsavage

Midoriya centric, Tododeku, Ghost hunters AU

Status: Completed

Words: 22.4k

Over the course of what was supposed to be a routine job, Paranormal Investigator Midoriya Izuku uncovers a long-forgotten curse, meets a shadow with the voice and eyes of a boy, and discovers a plot that has the potential to destroy the entire world.

Not necessarily in that order.

The Mystery of Student No.18 by cloud_nine_and_three_quarters

Midoriya centric, Ghost Midoriya

Status: Completed

Words: 85.2k

Getting crushed by falling building whilst shielding a little girl wasn't the worst way to die. Only, Midoriya's not quite dead yet.

He still has so much to prove - to do - to finish! All Might gave him his power, but now look at him... how is Midoriya meant to be the next symbol of peace if he's stuck in a coma?!

Meanwhile, his future classmates are left to wonder...

Who is student 18?

And where is he now?

Beast Among Men by cricketmilk

Todoroki centric, Tododeku, Fantasy AU, Dragon Todoroki

Status: Updated 2019-09-04

Words: 63.4k+

Unsure of specifics, he can’t quite puzzle together what he is; the only information that crowds his brain is that he is not what he’s supposed to be, and his strongest impulsive desire is not his own. And most importantly, the dark haired human he’s found is the key to answering most of his problems.

Todoroki joins the Deku Squad – with a twist. Medieval Fantasy AU.

A deadman's gun by NohaIjiachi

Midoriya centric, Vigilante Midoriya, Quirkless Midoriya, Stain & Midoriya

Status: Completed

Words: 65.1k

“I—“ Izuku hesitated, gaping wordlessly, before admitting softly. “I don’t know. I just don’t want to go home. There’s nothing for me, there.”

“So you filled this hole by playing detective— And how long is that going to last, I wonder?” Stain replied, still massaging his chin. “But you— You have potential.”

Izuku blinked at Stain’s chest, before looking up. “Excuse me?”

“What a waste would it be, to let you become a red splatter on the sidewalk.” Stain continued, almost contemplating. “No. No, kid, what you need is a new purpose. Your old one is gone? Well, time to get off your ass and find something else—“

A Study in Firsts by Oceanbreeze7

Class 1-A, Canon compliant, Dadzawa

Status: Updated 2020-03-13

Words: 68.5k+

There’s a first time for everything.

The first time everyone crammed in Momo’s room to study, a mess of limbs and books on her bed.

The first time Mina burned crepes so badly the smoke alarm went off.

The first time a jumpscare got Sero so badly, he flipped off the back of the couch.

The first time Uraraka fell asleep at the table and accidentally sent it floating.

The first time someone realized Todoroki walked far too quietly, and far too cautiously around the dorms to be normal.

The first time Midoriya broke his toe on a door frame and kept walking through it.

The first time Kirishima woke up screaming through the walls.

The first time Tsuyu blanched at the sight of a needle.

The first time Bakugo dropped, clutching the back of his neck with eyes scarily vacant and detonating everything around him until Aizawa had to intervene.

It wasn’t always pretty, but the dorms were filled with firsts.

once forgotten, twice removed by blueh

Dimension travel, Midoriya centric, Villain Midoirya (kinda)

Status: Completed

Words: 42.2k

“Yes,” All for One agreed. “This will be the final resting place of All Might.”

“You,” Midoriya Izuku said and paused, thinking over the words. He sounded taken aback. “You want me to help fight All Might.”

“Of course,” All for One nodded along. “I can offer you double of whatever my counterpart is paying you currently, along with anything your little heart could desire. Of course, you would get to help out drastically—"

“Did you happen to check what world you were pulling me out of when you did this?” Midoriya Izuku interrupted and it was said in such an incredulous tone that had the situation not been as critical as it was, All Might would have laughed.

Also known as: number one hero Deku has been through a lot of things, but being thrust into an alternate reality where he’s All for One’s Successor is a first. He has to navigate this world when his alternate self is a villain dead-set on killing him and all of this version of class 1-A. All the while, his friends search desperately for a way to get him back.

And I Burn by IiIia

Kaminari centric, Traitor Kaminari, Shinkami, Soulmates AU

Status: Completed

Words: 29.8k

He turns the sink handle until hot water spews from the faucet. The heat burns and stings, but he keeps rubbing his hands together trying to wash the blood off. He can’t. Never will.

His hands are stained red. His thigh stings under sharp fingernails, and there’s a small cut just above his jaw.

And he’s eleven the first time he wished he didn’t have a soulmate.

Lying Eyes by kixotical

Kaminari centric, Traitor kaminari

Status: Updated 2020-03-01

Words: 59.1k+

If you asked anyone in class 1-A what they thought of Denki Kaminari, it would most likely be around the same answers: very flirty and outgoing, not being afraid to show his excitement for something. Maybe he's not the brightest bulb in the box and has a bit of a mischievous side to him, but he's still able to make everyone laugh when he shows his brainless side after going over his wattage limit. No matter what, he's one of the closest members of class 1-A.

No one would have guessed that it was all a lie.

No one would have thought that it was all a con, a front to lower everyone's expectations so that he could carry out what he needed to do.

No one would have thought that Denki Kaminari, the loveable idiot from class 1-A, had been working to betray them all.

AU where Kaminari is the U.A. traitor as well as a psychopath.

A Dysfunctional Family but a Family Nonetheless by teaandtumblr

Aizawa centric, Dadzawa

Status: Completed

Words: 47.1k

Aizawa doesn't care about his students. He really, really doesn't.

Except for the part where he very much does.

Engraved in your Mind by Hejter

Bakugou centric, Kiribaku, Face blind Bakugou

Status: Updated 2020-03-20

Words: 234k+

Bakugou Katsuki lost his ability to recognize faces, so he didn’t know any of the people who stared at him, but he knew what dread looks like when he sees it, and as he looked around the crowd, every single person had exactly that written all over their face.

He looked down at the guy who was still on the ground, part of his uniform’s shirt burnt, his wounded face covered by his hands and his hair smoking slightly.

Katsuki glanced at his hands and finally realized something.

Kacchan is still a stubborn prick while suffering from face blindness. Also, quirk discrimination is a thing.

alternatively-

New quirk, who dis

Death Need Not Apply by Salt00

Midoriya centric, Quirk Midoriya, Horror, Crack

Status: Updated 2019-09-06

Words: 50.7k+

No one noticed when Midoriya Izuku manifested his quirk. However, it didn't take long for people to take notice of the effects. It was very hard to ignore, after all. The denizens of Mustafa adapted fast to this change in the laws of reality-- that's the way of quirk society, after all. Still, no one thought the plain-looking boy might be connected.

Izuku's quirk emits a massive no-kill zone around him.

#bnha #mha #fic recs #bnha fanfic recs #not a quote

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wintersfireaa · 5 years ago

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As a parental abuse survivor, Fuyumi is the muse that picked me after MONTHS and YEARS of therapy and working through the emotions that continuously eat away at me.

I will never ignore or write around the abuse that the Todoroki family suffered. Nor will I forgive endeavor for the bullshit he did to his family.

Fuyumi doesn't either. Not really.

So, we're going to dive into the children of narcissists, the roles the children take, and growing up in a toxic household. Hold on to your butts.

Now, I firmly believe that Enji is a narcissistic parent. He tries to create his family and create a perfect narrative of power, primarily through Shouto, after his quirk manifested.

The first target of his abuse, though was Touya. On this blog, we live and die by the theory that he and Fuyumi are twins. In the five common themes seen in narcissistic families, we're going to explore The Neutral Sibling, their role, and how Fuyumi fits that narrative.

The children serve as chessboard pieces. Every individual has one purpose, moves in specific ways, and attacks within the guideline of the family. It's survival mode whether they want it to be or not so that they are not the focus of the narcissistic parent's rage.

That parent is in control of the chessboard, while their counterpart parent, has the unfortunate brunt of some of their abuse. They tend to pit the kids against one another and see their children as extensions of themselves.

The common thread between all (or most) abusive parents is control. This is especially true in the case of children who are born to parents who want something from them. These parents have a desire to control every aspect of their lives. There's no privacy. There's no having your own life. They ridicule children for crying and for having their own feelings in an attempt to force them to think and feel differently. They make children afraid of them by taking out their frustrations on them in different ways, causing the child to live in fear of ever setting this person off and making them walk on eggshells around them. It's never really about the child. It's always about the parent, and in cases like these, the parent is so self-centered and narcissistic that they do not view their child as any different from them. Shouto and Touya, for that matter, were Enji's investments. Objects really. Masterpieces at some points.

Fuyumi as the neutral sibling.

The neutral sibling walks the fine line between the narcissistic parent and the siblings. They are attempting to be the peacemaker. An article I read on the subject sums it up in this way, "There's a lot of mental gymnastics that have to happen when it comes to being a neutral sibling," Thomas [she] said. "Because you're there, and you're trying to pretend you're not seeing what you're seeing, and being the glue."

This role is extremely unhealthy to play. They try to come from a place of kindness and end up denying what they actually are seeing in an attempt to keep everyone happy. This facade of the "happy, healthy, family" and deep denial can eventually break that person.

Another trait that isn't talked about, but I think should be is Pseudomutuality, which is a clinical term but broken down means pseudo-closeness within the family dynamic. It's fake. This makes it very difficult for someone to come into the family unit (i.e., a partner, an in-law.) Dating is very complicated because the abused person has to try to present themselves as they actually are and not the front they had up for most of their lives.

On to Fuyumi, she's Enji's emotional support daughter. (We see that after 'the dinner.') Fuyumi is also the daughter that supports her mother too. (She brings her clothes in the hospital.)

Fuyumi hasn't been able to rely on her mother for the better part of a decade. She's been forced into the parental role at the age of twelve/thirteen at best. It's hard to hold on to your anger, though, and it's so much easier to forgive. When her mother mentions that Enji brings her flowers, we see the look on her face. She's just as skeptical as Natsuo, but she's willing to try. She wants to take the first step toward a "normal family." Natsuo has no intention of forgiving their father for what he's done, though. I see Fuyumi as the type to hold back her judgment until she sees the truth.

Cut to Enji's fight with the high-end nomu. The kids are watching their father DIE on television, presumably. That visceral reaction to him being beaten, Natsuo begging him practically to run away, but Fuyumi being that voice, the one that knows he won't give up. Now, this isn't a positive thing to me. Oh no. The existence of the Todoroki siblings WEIGH on Enji's unwillingness to accept that weakness. His refusal to accept that beating All Might by having children better than him wasn't the way to defeat him.

"There is no one in the world more stubborn about giving up than that man," This isn't her saying, "oh, dad won't give up." The look in her eye plays it and means, "His stubbornness and pride will kill him before he admits that he can't win. He'll sacrifice everything to prove himself."

Watching their father fight the high-end, they are screaming in horror, panic, helplessness, hate, confusion, worry. All they can do, though, is watch as the man they call father fights for his life.

All they can do is support him too. When he wins the first, I feel like Fuyumi would have instantly felt a sense of relief. He's alive. He won. He made it. This is the first time in a long time that Fuyumi puts stock into her mother's thinking. She said that he's changing, and isn't this fight proof? Sure, he's always been a pro, but THIS fight turned the tide and the crowd in his favor. He's number one now. Maybe they can be a family. Maybe holding onto all of that anger and distrust and guilt after he came so close to tasting death isn't healthy for Fuyumi. So, she lets it slip away.

During the family dinner, Fuyumi says to Enji, "Nice work out there. You must be tired." This is a gesture of a normal family, this is a start, a beginning. It's bizarre, though, especially if we contrast it with before. Fuyumi has no idea how she's supposed to interact with him. She's basing this conversation on the framework of her imagination. She's trying to support him. But the awkwardness continues with her brother's slurping away, calling Enji's scar nasty. She states that their father is trying to reflect on the past. (sounding a lot like Rei.) She wants to believe in her mom's words, that he's trying. I like that she doesn't ask Natsuo or Shouto to not hate Enji, just to hide it. The facade falls apart at the seams when Natsuo stands up and says he just can't do this. That he can't forgive him, unlike Rei or Fuyumi.

I don't think she really has, though. How can you forgive someone that quickly, that easily, she even says that she thought they could be a proper family. She wants peace. She doesn't really know what peace is, though. She's been neglected just as much as Natsuo has by their father. She's never known what a real family is. NEVER. Not once. Her parents were in an arranged marriage, (Rei was sold to Enji? we don't know the details!) But still, the kids were born as a means to an end. Abuse has always been a part of her life. She's hoping though that they can have a normal family. Trying to put all the fear and pain in her childhood into the past. Of course, that isn't healthy.

She's attempting to compartmentalize the past so that her family can move forward. She’s not doing a good job of it though.

Fuyumi has panic attacks and nightmares about the past; no one knows about this, though, and does she let anyone in for them to see it. No. She manages a perfect exterior so that no one sees the broken girl beneath it.

#abuse mention tw #( parental death mention )#anti endeavor meta #i had to tag it that way because it really is not great.#i lost steam at the end cause oofs my own stuff started coming back up #THIS IS LONG! SO LONG! BE AWARE OF THAT!#( headcanons: fuyumi todoroki )

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nakoujou · 6 years ago

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Detention: One-Shot

In which Class A gets detention, and the only priority is to find out who got caught making out in the boys’ locker room (Crackfic, slight Todomomo, warning for lots of cursing).

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They had only wanted to escape the gruesome, summer heat. An innocent group text inviting everybody to sneak into U.A.’s swimming pool. It was supposed to be a chill kickback, just to lounge in the cooling sensation of the waters.

But here they were on Sunday afternoon, stuck in their homeroom to write a 5 paragraph apology essay after Aizawa and Midnight caught them. Nobody wanted to be here, already struggling to deal with one of the hottest days of July. Midoriya wondered how many would actually complete the assignment. Half of them were already dozing off, defeated from the cruel heat waves seeping through the window.

Aizawa-sensei - already annoyed from the normal school week - entrusted supervision duties to the only other student worthy of disciplining his troublesome classmates and not ignoring curfew.

"This is an embarrassment to our class!” Iida yelled, unraveling the list of strikes. “Underage drinking, unsupervised Quirk battles, inappriopriate ki-”

And suddenly, everybody’s energy zapped right back at Iida’s loud gasp. It wasn’t like their Class President to halt in the middle of a lecture, clenching the paper.

Iida took a big gulp, lowering his head as his hands shivered. “’I-I-Inappropriate kissing in the boys’ locker room.”

Across all desks, Class A shared the same expression: wide eyes, jaws dropping, blood-curling screams blasting from their mouths.

“KISSING??!!!”

“Are you shitting us?!” Ashido gasped.

“Wait, everybody at the pool party is in detention right now,” Tsu pondered. “Which means...”

"WHICH FUCKER HERE GOT A HICKEY?!!” Kirishima screamed.

“H-Hickey?” Yaoyorozu gasped, covering her mouth. “W-W-Why-”

“So innocent, Yaoyorozu!” Sero teased her. “No guy takes you to the locker room without gunning for second base.”

"W-Wait! We should be more respectful of the person. What if they’re not ready to talk about this?” Midoriya said. Whoever it was here, he couldn’t imagine the embarrassment they were feeling right now.

“We’re Class A! We’re family, and family tell each other everything!” Ochaco declared. “We need to know!”

“URARAKA HOW COULD YOU??!!” Midoriya wailed. He thought she would at least be on his side.

“We’re not that close,” Ojiro muttered. Except no one cared to admit that.

“Mou, which two lovebirds here got some good action?” Hagakure giggled.

“Everybody needs to calm down and resume the essay!”

“Come on, Iida, I bet you wanna know too.”

“This shit is fuckin’ stupid,” Bakugo groaned, head falling onto his desk.

“Let’s go to the boys’ locker, find a bra, and match it to the girls here!”

“Mineta, don’t be disrespectful! It’s rude to target only the girls!”

“Iida is right. And who’s to say it’s a hetero boy-girl relationship? We should be considerate of those feelings when we talk about this,” Yayaorozu trailed off, twiddling with her jacket sleeves.

“Yaomomo has a point,” Jiro replied. “Still...”

“It’s definitely a guy and girl in this room, mark my words!” Kamimari declared.

“So that rules out Bakugo.”

“WHAT’S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN, EAR FREAK?! NOT LIKE I WANNA KISS YOU BITCHES ANYWAY!”

“Language, Bakugo! Especially when it comes to our fellow sisters!” Iida lectured.

“That’s right, we must cherish our sisters!”

“They ain’t sisters if we’re shoving our tongue down their throats,” Bakugo scoffed. Iida and the rest of the class glared at him.

“Well, it ain’t Uraraka cause Midoriya would faint,” Kamimari laughed.

“W-W-W-WHAT ARE YOU IMPLYING???!!!!”

“M-m-m-m-m-me k-k-k-kiss--” Midoriya stuttered under his breath, avoiding any eye contact with Uraraka.

“I have a theory-”

“We don’t care, Bakugo.”

“FINE! GO WASTE THE HOUR WITHOUT ME, WORTHLESS EXTRAS!”

“It ain’t Ashido; she would have told everybody.”

“Ne, why are we so focused on the girls when it was in the boys’ locker room?”

“Tsu’s right,” Yaoyorozu complained. “Why don’t we start with the guys first?”

“They make a valid point,” Shoji replied. “Since it was our locker room, we need to interrogate the guys first.”

“Let’s be real; which guy in this room actually has a chance to kiss, let alone makeout with a girl?” Tokoyami spoke for the first time.

The room fell into a swift depression, with Kirishima, Bakugo, and Kamimaro glaring at him.

“That’s so cruel...” Yayaorozu tried to hold back a snicker.

“Aren’t you speaking about yourself too?” Uraraka pointed out. Tokoyami shrugged.

“Recognizing one’s weakness is the key to greatness.”

“YOU’RE SAYING NO GUY IN CLASS A HAS GAME?!!!”

“HOW COULD YOU BETRAY US, TOKOYAMI?!”

“I’LL GET ALL THE GIRLS TO PROVE YOU WRONG, BIRD SHIT!”

“Regardless of who it was, this is a highly inappropriate discussion. We should respect our friend’s privacy and get back to your essays.”

“Iida, don’t be a buzzkill.”

“But seriously, which guy here did it?!”

“Not Aoyama; he only loves himself.”

“This is hard; Tokoyami is pretty right about the guys in our class,” Tsu sighed.

“Look, everybody,” Midoriya walked to the front of the class. “This is fun, but someone here may be dealing with feelings they’re not sure of. What if it’s a new relationship they don’t want to reveal yet? Plus, we’re now making fun of each other for being single.”

The shouting subsided, followed by slumber faces. Murmurs spread across the room, and Midoriya could hear their regretful tones among each other. Midoriya dared to glance over the Uraraka, who gave him an approving smile. He stood up straighter, spiked with a new confidence to face this ordeal.

Yes, it is always right to protect someone...

“If this class is family, the we have to act like one: Give them their space, and be there to support when they need us.”

“As expected from Midoriya...”

“Such a powerful speech!”

“It’s so much better than me, the person entrusted to lead Class A through good and bad! I have failed as your President!” Iida cried.

“So everybody’s given up, huh?”

Everybody turned back to Bakugo, sitting with his arms crossed and a grin that looked ready to unleash the next natural disaster.

“What do you gotta say, Bakugo?” Jiro snorted

“I dunno, will everybody finally trust my god-given talents?”

“Get on with it,” Shoji sighed.

Bakugo raised his hand to the ceiling, everybody rolling their eyes at his dramatics. Then, his pointer finger landed straight directly at...

“Yaoyorozu?!” Midoriya gasped.

“Our Class VP?”

Yaoyorozu, however, did not flinch, She shook her head, unfazed. “Now you’re just being ridiculous.”

“I can see through your shit, rich girl.”

“It’s not funny, Bakugo! Yaoyorozu would never!” Uraraka defended her friend.

“Isn’t it obvious?! She’s been too diplomatic, playing peacekeeper but getting all riled up. Telling us to interrogate boys first so we wouldn’t suspect her. Also...” Bakugo grabbed his own shirt collar, lifting it slightly as he motioning towards Yaoyorozu. “Her jacket has been zipped up the whole time, and it’s a fuckin’ sauna in here. When does Ponytail ever cover up that much?”

Midoriya caught the first hint of red flush appearing across Yaoyorozu’s cheeks. Sweat beads begin to form on her forehead.

“W-W-Why does that m-matter?” Yaoyorozu scoffed, fiddling with her jacket collar. Strange how Midoriya didn’t notice that until now. As if she was hiding...

“Take off your jacket,” Bakugo demanded.

“THAT’S SO PERVY, BAKUGO!”

"YES BAKUGO, BREAK HER BOOBS FREE-”

“YOU’RE THE LOWEST OF THEM ALL, MINETA!”

“SHUT UP! I DON’T CARE WHO BOUGIE PRINCESS MAKES OUT WITH, WHAT MATTER IS THAT I AM RIGHT!”

“OH MY GOD, BAKUGO HAS TO BE THE CULPRIT!”

“ONLY YOU WOULD SINK SO LOW TO ACCUSE YAOYOROZU!’

“DID NOBODY HEAR ME?! I HAVE REAL EVIDENCE!”

“I bet he dragged Kirishima and Kamimari for a good three-”

“Stop!” Yaoyorozu cried. “it was me, OK?! Is everybody happy now? Can we not taunt Bakugo like that and just finish up detention in peace?”

Yaoyorozu unziped her jacket and lo and behold, the evidence was there. A small, purple bruise...right on her neck. Midoriya couldn’t believe it; Yaoyorozu Momo had lured herself. Not only as a rule breaker, but something even more critical to this situation. If not, worsen the mood.

“WHO GAVE YOU THAT HICKY??!!!”

“WHICH FUCKER HERE GOT YAOYOROZU??!!”

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL THE GIRLS FIRST?”

“THIS JUST GOT WORSE!”

“I WAS RIIIGGGGHHHHHTTTTT!!”

“AHHHH YAOMOMO HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!”

“YOU NEVER HAD A CHANCE, MINETA!”

“DON’T EVER UNDERESTIMATE ME AGAIN!”

“It wasn’t anybody here,” Yaoyorozu grumbled, avoiding everybody’s death glares. However, Midoriya could still see her face reddening with each second passing.

“THEN WHO??!! CLASS B DOUCHES?!”

“PLEASE, YAOYOROZU, ANYBODY BUT CLASS B!”

Midoriya got startled when Tokoyami tapped his shoulder. He nudged at Midoriya to speak privately, away from the chaos of their classmates and the unfortunate victim that was Yaoyorozu.

“I don’t want to make this a big deal with them but...” he whispered under his breath. “...The only students who knew about the pool party was our class, but someone’s missing.”

“Ah, you’re right! But why does that...” Midoriya drifted off, coming to a silent conclusion alongside Tokoyami. “Wait, you don’t think it could be...”

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“Normally, I throw everybody in the same room, but given the circumstances of your delinquency...” Midnight began, lips gradually transforming into a mischievous grin. “...It made sense to keep you two separate.”

“Works for me,” muttered the young sixteen year old, as he mopped the teachers’ lounge.

“Think of this as a generous favor, Todoroki-kun. No one will know about you and Yaoyorozu yet.”

The emphasis on “yet,” which Todoroki tried hard not to cling to. Unfortunately, it backfired in mere seconds when he heard the voice of his explosive classmate hollering throughout the entire building.

"IT’S HALF-N-HALF BASTARD!!!! I KNEEEEWWWWW ITTTTT!!!!”

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That’s a wrap! I hope you guys enjoyed this fic! Please feel free to leave any feedback as I’m always striving to improve as a writer.

#todomomo #todomomo one shot #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #todomomo fanfiction

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emeraldwaves · 5 years ago

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Title: Warming Up Pairing: Todomomo Rating: T Word Count: 2,043 Read on Ao3 Summary:

When Todoroki and Momo find themselves stuck in a cabin, Momo tries to pretend like she's not cold. Todoroki knows better.

For the Todomomo Holiday Fic Exchange for @vertigospirit <3<3 I hope you enjoy this!!

Momo bit down gently on her lip, trying her best not to shiver. The situation was already rather dire, and the last thing she wanted was to worry Todoroki. He, of course, had no problem regulating his body temperature. She was certain he was plenty warm.

She wasn't so lucky; even with her red snow jacket and leggings fit snug against her body, she could still feel the freezing air seeping in through the materials. The wind howled outside, shaking up small flurries of snow that floated by the rundown wooden windows. She rubbed up and down her arms, trying to create heat with the friction.

"Are you cold, Yaoyorozu-san?"

Todoroki's voice made her jump, a small squeak exiting her lips. "Ah! Oh! T-Todoroki-san, no! I'm fine!" she said, waving her hands back and forth.

She didn't want to inconvenience him anymore than she already had. Admittedly, it was her fault they were stuck in this cabin in the first place.

The class had taken a holiday trip up to the mountains to enjoy winter activities before the holiday break. In theory it was fun, but in practice, when the resort had been hit with a snowstorm, it ruined most of the things Momo and Iida had planned together as the class representatives. It had been disappointing to say the least, but they had tried their best to make the most of it, playing a variety of indoor activities. It wasn't the same as what they planned, but Momo hoped it was still enjoyable.

Until she had gotten herself and Todoroki trapped in this tiny cabin.

He raised his eyebrow at her. "You look cold," he said bluntly, tilting his head.

"I..." she glanced down, looking at her winter boots, slightly wet from the now melted snow. "I promise I'm fine. Being in here is much better than waiting outside."

"Maybe we can start a fire," he said, glancing around the room.

The wooden cabin was tiny. The room they stood in seemed to be the main one, though there was only a couch, a fire place and a small table. There was a kitchen at the back and two doors, one which led to a bathroom and one which led to a small bedroom, with only space for the double bed.

She wondered how anyone could ever dream of living in such a place! No wonder it was seemingly abandoned.

Todoroki searched around the small room, opening the door to check on the porch for wood. "If we had wood I could light it no problem..." he muttered. She could probably make wood, but she didn't want to wear her body down anymore than it already was with her being so cold.

"I'd be worried about setting the entire place on fire," she said. "It doesn't look very... fire proof."

"No," he snorted, "but I don't want you to be cold."

"I-I'm not, I swear."

"You've never been much of a good liar, Yaoyorozu-san," Todoroki teased gently, his lips quirking up into a smirk.

She let out a sigh, stroking her gloved fingers along the edge of the couch. "Maybe it's... a little cold."

"You don't have to punish yourself," Todoroki said, making his way over to sit on the couch. "Come here."

She pursed her lips, swallowing as she wrung her hands together. "I just... it's my fault we're both stuck here."

Some of their classmates had been going a little stir crazy, so when the storm subsided enough to venture outdoors, a group had gone snowshoeing along a few of the trails.

Momo wasn't one to usually veer off the path, but when she had seen a few flowers blooming in the snow along the trail, she went to take a picture of them. Todoroki had followed her, interested in what she was talking about.

Unfortunately, the snow underneath them hadn't been as stable as both of them thought, the two tumbling off a small ledge, landing in a large snow pile beneath the cliff. Thankfully, neither of them had been hurt.

Midoriya, Iida, and Uraraka had noticed immediately, rushing off to get Aizawa and the others. They had been hiking for almost an hour and Momo knew it would take them a bit to find them again. Walking a little ways down the lower path, they had found this run down cabin and decided to wait there out of the cold.

Not that it had helped very much.

"It's not like we'll be stuck forever," Todoroki said, and pulled his glove off of his left hand. "Midoriya will come back."

"I know," she said, sighing.

She made her way over to the couch and took a seat next to Todoroki. He held out his hand, igniting a small flame in his palm, holding it between them.

"You shouldn't blame yourself for so much," he said, moving a little closer to her.

Her cheeks flushed, seeing him move so close. He really was warm, offering her the smallest amount of comfort. But being this close to him, it always made her a little flustered; Todoroki Shouto was handsome, and this only reminded her.

"I guess I just... wanted this trip to be something special and fun and the storm ruined a lot of the activities I had planned and then I ruined the snowshoeing."

"I don't think you ruined it," he shrugged. "I don't really expect to have dull moments in this class and this is definitely exciting."

She couldn't help but laugh. "You're not wrong about that." Her dark eyes flicked to his hand.

"You're always... working so hard, worrying about us having a good time. So... if we have to worry about you for a minute, I think that's okay," he said.

She pulled her teeth over her lower lip, letting out a sigh. "I just... don't enjoy causing problems for people. Heroes are supposed to help and I... made such a mess today."

"Aizawa-sensei might yell at us," he nodded.

Momo gasped. "Oh gosh! You're right-"

"Yaoyorozu-san."

"What if this affects our grades!?"

"I don't think-"

"We should write him an apology letter right now!" she said, standing up. She glanced around the room frantically. "I'm sure I saw something to write on-"

Todoroki stood up with her, letting his flame go out as he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back down onto the couch. "I meant that was probably all that was going to happen. So it's not a mess..."

"O-Oh..." she said, tucking some of her hair behind her ear. "I guess you're probably right," she sighed and rubbed her forehead.

Igniting his flame, Momo stared at it, listening to the gentle crackle of the fire. It burned so brightly against his palm. It was incredible, how he could just let it burn on his skin and not feel a thing. If she reached out to touch it, surely her skin would be hurt.

"Are you sure you're okay to have your fire burning for so long?" she asked, softly.

"Mhm," he said. "It doesn't hurt. I've gotten used to regulating my temperature."

"Ah! True! Your father usually has his fire burning all the time!" she said.

"Mmm..." he nodded up and down, not saying much more. She forgot how much Todoroki didn't seem to enjoy talking about his father.

"Apologies, Todoroki-san," she said.

"You don't have to apologize," he said. "My fire side... it doesn't bother me, not anymore."

"Really? I have noticed you use it a lot more now," she said, her eyes glancing between the flame and his dual-colored eyes.

"Yeah. Midoriya helped me a lot and... so did you, Yaoyorozu-san," he said, his voice drifting out softly.

"Me?" She blinked, looking at him with confusion.

"Yeah," he said. "I've seen you work so hard, pushing yourself to your limits, working through your anxieties and fears. It's... really admirable. I realized I could do better myself if I pushed harder. But... I couldn't keep pushing one side and not the other. You inspired me a lot."

"Mmm," she nodded, scooting closer to him. She ran her fingers down his arm, taking in the warmth emanating off of his body. "I don't really understand how I inspired you, if... if anything you've inspired me!" she said. "You're the one who believed in me when even I didn't believe in myself!"

She stared into his eyes, wishing she could take his hand in her own. She was certain it would be warm and she wanted nothing more than to clutch it to her chest, and feel the heat against her body.

He swallowed, his eyes meeting hers, but briefly flicking downwards. "I... have always felt like you were one of the smartest people I've ever met. You're resourceful and hardworking, all of those things are inspiring. You're a person I want to follow and... be close to."

"Even when I lead you off of a snow ledge?" she asked, laughing softly.

"Even then," he chuckled with her, closing his palm to let the flame go out. He pulled his hand back and gently placed it against her cheek, warming his palm against her skin. "Plus... when I use my fire side, I... can help people. Like you..." he said.

"T-Todoroki-san," she whispered. "Your hand is... really warm."

"Does it feel good?" he asked. His cheeks were the reddest Momo had ever seen them, but he still looked handsome.

Her own cheeks heated up and she was certain it wasn't just from Todoroki's warmth.

"Y-Yeah..." she said, her voice catching in her throat. "It's really nice."

"Could I try... something else to make you warmer?" he asked, his eyes flicking to the side.

Momo nodded. "You can..."

Cupping her cheek against his palm, he gently pulled her face towards his, their lips brushing together.

A small yelp left Momo's lips, and she blinked, shocked. Had Todoroki really just kissed her?!

"S-Sorry, Yaoyorozu-san... maybe I shouldn't have..."

"N-No!" she said. "Sorry it was just... shocking I..." She leaned in to brush their lips together again, leaning into his warm touch. "I... liked it."

"Yeah," Todoroki smiled. "Me too. Did it... warm you up at all?" he asked.

Her cheeks were certainly far more flushed than they were before. "It did," she giggled.

"Good."

"If I had to get stuck in a cabin, I'm really glad it's with you," Momo said, smiling as she took her hand in his.

"I'd be... happy to be stuck anywhere with you, Yaoyorozu-san," he said, leaning in to kiss her once more. His lips really were warm, just what she needed against her freezing ones. He let his other hand rest on her hip, pulling her closer to him, his body so warm and inviting. She wanted nothing more than to snuggle and curl up close to him.

"Yaoyorozu! Todoroki!"

"A-Ah! A-Aizawa-sensei!" Momo gasped lurching away from Todoroki. The last thing she wanted was to be caught so close with him in the cabin. Though pulling away wasn’t exactly ideal either; just when she had started to get comfortable.

"Ah... they're here," Todoroki said, and Momo could almost hear a hint of disappointment in his tone.

She sighed, a feeling of relief washing over her. Admittedly, she was okay with spending her time here with Todoroki, but she knew they couldn't stay tucked away forever.

Jumping off of the couch, she clenched her fists excitedly. "Come on, Todoroki-san," she said, a smile pulling across her lips. "We should go get warm together."

"Y-Yeah," he stammered, his cheeks heating up, and she realized exactly what she had said.

"Ah...! I-I just meant... uhm..."

"I-I know..." he said, standing up off of the couch.

She rushed to the door and dashed out of the cabin where she saw Aizawa with Midoriya, Uraraka and Iida, walking around to find them. "Over here!" she called out, waving.

"Momo-chan!" Uraraka cheered, waving towards them.

"Thank goodness we found you two!" Iida called out, waving his hands about wildly in the air.

"Come on, Todoroki-san," she smiled, nodding toward him.

"Yeah," he said. "Let's go."

With a small smile, he slipped his hand into hers, linking their gloved fingers together, as they stepped down to head back to the resort, where they could get warm together.

#todomomo #todoroki shouto #momo yaoyozoru #bnha #fic exchange

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foundouthatdabiistouyatodoroki · 5 years ago

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what are your thought about That theory wich said that Touya was actually killed sometime after running away from home and his body was stolen before it could be identified.DrUjiko is responsible for bringing him back from the dead, but also repairing him in the process. that is the reason of how his face looks like and he remmbers some of endeavor is abuse and decided to be a stain follower, i see alot of dark thing about that dr,and it bnha anyway so why not If you don't mind answering ♡ ?

Sorry it took a while to answer it took a long time to get the context of what you’re asking from me.We now know that Touya didn’t run away but he’s actually confirmed as believed dead by his own family.

About the Frankenstein theory, I’d argue that there's a lot of loopholes in the theory, but one thing I know it’s that Ujiko doesn’t bring someone back from the dead.I don’t believe in the Dabi is a zombie theory because there are too many holes in the theory. This whole thing is like throwing a monkey wrench without having so much evidence to back it up. First question: if Touya was in an accident wouldn’t he go to the hospital in order to get treated? What happened to his body when he died? There are too many holes in this to describe.

We only heard of a quirk that heals in My Hero Academia ,but not a quirk that could bring someone back to life.It isn’t mentioned in the writing of BNHA that people come back from the dead. It just wouldn’t make too much sense in the narrative and writing of the story. If this wasn’t mentioned before it’s bad writing.

Also it’s been stated that Dabi isn’t rotting; only his skin is burning. Why Dabi isn’t dead is mainly because he’s not rotting only burning from using his quirk:

Touya Todoroki who was believed to be dead not is dead.

This is how it will go down Touya got in an accident why didn’t Endeavor take him into the hospital since there's a lot of advanced medical equipment? If you think about it this is the same man who put his wife in a mental hospital to take her away from Shouto.Endeavor could have taken him to someone without garnering too much attention to himself he needed to do this with someone who was in charge of Touya so he wouldn't have to deal with people who don’t know Touya’s conditions. Instead of the hospital he taken Touya to a nearby clinic to treat Touya’s burns since that might of been where Touya’s private doctor is in which Ujiko runs from what we learned in the data book Ujiko’s own clinics and orphanages to do quirk research.

If Dabi is Touya Ujiko is Touya Todoroki’s private doctor,this might explain why Dabi who is usually rude to others called Ujiko “Ujiko-san.” This might mean that if Ujiko is Dabi’s doctor than he was also Touya’s doctor and learned of his condition as well so he's someone who Dabi had a causal relationship with.

How did Endeavor know he’s dead? Touya’s skin is badly burned he’s barely recognizable by Endeavor not to mention Endeavor’s in shock for what happened to him. Touya went into cardiac arrest and his skin would be badly burned his heart stopped temporarily making Endeavor believe that he died.However you can bring back anyone from dying by restating their heart.Touya went into cardiac arrest and Ujiko had to restart his heart.If you look closely at Dabi’s near where his stables are around his neck to shoulder there's an autopsy scar that's barely visible on his chest which is used to cut open the chest in order to restart the heart Dabis chest scars resemble an autopsy procedure this might confirm that he went into cardiac arrest and had his skin modified to better handle his quirk.

I already stated that Ujiko couldn’t bring people back from the dead. If you look closely at what Ujiko does he doesn’t exactly bring back the dead: Ujiko could do body modification.

Ujiko preserves the corpse of Tomura’s family hands from their bodies. He preserved their corpses but not bring them back to life.

The nomus are living human beings there are live test subjects, not dead. The nomu are live people before they were experimented on.

They need to be alive in order to be experimented on for their quirks. They don’t even know what they are as people when they are nomu. Even Hood barely remembers fragments of his life before he became a nomu.Ujiko didn’t say anything about bringing back someone who has died. If you think back on those nomu and the hands of Tomura’s family it would be pretty obvious that he can not bring back someone who has died. If you look at it in writing its a load of complete utter bull why I know is because no one ever mentions a quirk or medical technology making people coming back from the dead that just throws an entire monkey wreath in the theory. Ujiko might be responsible for modifying Dabi’s body to tolerate his flames but not bring him back from the dead.

Lastly Dabi doesn’t have amnesia. The reason why his motives are not mentioned to us are because we’re not supposed to know anything about his motives yet in the story he’s supposed to be mysterious. We didn’t even get a glimpse of Dabi’s past like Tomura; his own actions tell us what he’s thinking not the images he’s supposed to show us that he’s more aloof.Shigaraki’s own memory loss is trying to show Tomura’s instability in his emotions and mentality Tomura’s memory loss reflects his instability.

If Dabi didn’t have those memories he wouldn’t be inspired by stain in the first place and wouldn’t joined the LOV to complete his own motives.He wouldn’t be inspired by Stain because of those memories he has. This demonstrates that this whole thing was because he doesn’t want people to get to close to him, which is why we don’t know so much about his motives.

Dabi doesn’t suffer from memory loss either: in fact Dabi seems to know both Shouto and Endeavor.

If you think on how he approaches Endeavor he talked as if this wasn’t there first meeting.

He remembers Shouto from the camp raid. Dabi expressed the desire to kill Endeavor after Endeavor beat hood also he said there full names before he left.

Not to mention he thinks about what Snatch said when Snatch mentioned family: this image looks like he was shedding tears of remorse.

This all comes off as aloof and mysterious since he doesn’t just remember the abuse he endured but he remembers the rest of his family too.

I hope this answers your question about what I think about the whole Zombie/Dabi theory.I answered all this to the best of my ability I hope you're satisfied with my answer.

#dabi is a todoroki #Dabi #Ujiko #shoto todoroki #my meta #my asks #my ask #asks #ask

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wintersfire · 5 years ago

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As a parental abuse survivor, Fuyumi is the muse that picked me after MONTHS and YEARS of therapy and working through the emotions that continuously eat away at me.

I will never ignore or write around the abuse that the Todoroki family suffered. Nor will I forgive endeavor for the bullshit he did to his family.

Fuyumi doesn’t either. Not really.

So, we’re going to dive into the children of narcissists, the roles the children take, and growing up in a toxic household. Hold on to your butts.

Now, I firmly believe that Enji is a narcissistic parent. He tries to create his family and create a perfect narrative of power, primarily through Shouto, after his quirk manifested.

The first target of his abuse, though was Touya. On this blog, we live and die by the theory that he and Fuyumi are twins. In the five common themes seen in narcissistic families, we’re going to explore The Neutral Sibling, their role, and how Fuyumi fits that narrative.

The children serve as chessboard pieces. Every individual has one purpose, moves in specific ways, and attacks within the guideline of the family. It’s survival mode whether they want it to be or not so that they are not the focus of the narcissistic parent’s rage.

The common thread between all (or most) abusive parents is control. This is especially true in the case of children who are born to parents who want something from them. These parents have a desire to control every aspect of their lives. There’s no privacy. There’s no having your own life. They ridicule children for crying and for having their own feelings in an attempt to force them to think and feel differently. They make children afraid of them by taking out their frustrations on them in different ways, causing the child to live in fear of ever setting this person off and making them walk on eggshells around them. It’s never really about the child. It’s always about the parent, and in cases like these, the parent is so self-centered and narcissistic that they do not view their child as any different from them. Shouto and Touya, for that matter, were Enji’s investments. Objects really. Masterpieces at some points.

Fuyumi as the neutral sibling.

The neutral sibling walks the fine line between the narcissistic parent and the siblings. They are attempting to be the peacemaker. An article I read on the subject sums it up in this way, “There’s a lot of mental gymnastics that have to happen when it comes to being a neutral sibling,” Thomas [she] said. “Because you’re there, and you’re trying to pretend you’re not seeing what you’re seeing, and being the glue.”

This role is extremely unhealthy to play. They try to come from a place of kindness and end up denying what they actually are seeing in an attempt to keep everyone happy. This facade of the “happy, healthy, family” and deep denial can eventually break that person.

Another trait that isn’t talked about, but I think should be is Pseudomutuality, which is a clinical term but broken down means pseudo-closeness within the family dynamic. It’s fake. This makes it very difficult for someone to come into the family unit (i.e., a partner, an in-law.) Dating is very complicated because the abused person has to try to present themselves as they actually are and not the front they had up for most of their lives.

On to Fuyumi, she’s Enji’s emotional support daughter. (We see that after ‘the dinner.’) Fuyumi is also the daughter that supports her mother too. (She brings her clothes in the hospital.)

Fuyumi hasn’t been able to rely on her mother for the better part of a decade. She’s been forced into the parental role at the age of twelve/thirteen at best. It’s hard to hold on to your anger, though, and it’s so much easier to forgive. When her mother mentions that Enji brings her flowers, we see the look on her face. She’s just as skeptical as Natsuo, but she’s willing to try. She wants to take the first step toward a “normal family.” Natsuo has no intention of forgiving their father for what he’s done, though. I see Fuyumi as the type to hold back her judgment until she sees the truth.

Cut to Enji’s fight with the high-end nomu. The kids are watching their father DIE on television, presumably. That visceral reaction to him being beaten, Natsuo begging him practically to run away, but Fuyumi being that voice, the one that knows he won’t give up. Now, this isn’t a positive thing to me. Oh no. The existence of the Todoroki siblings WEIGH on Enji’s unwillingness to accept that weakness. His refusal to accept that beating All Might by having children better than him wasn’t the way to defeat him.

“There is no one in the world more stubborn about giving up than that man,” This isn’t her saying, “oh, dad won’t give up.” The look in her eye plays it and means, “His stubbornness and pride will kill him before he admits that he can’t win. He’ll sacrifice everything to prove himself.”

Watching their father fight the high-end, they are screaming in horror, panic, helplessness, hate, confusion, worry. All they can do, though, is watch as the man they call father fights for his life.

All they can do is support him too. When he wins the first, I feel like Fuyumi would have instantly felt a sense of relief. He’s alive. He won. He made it. This is the first time in a long time that Fuyumi puts stock into her mother’s thinking. She said that he’s changing, and isn’t this fight proof? Sure, he’s always been a pro, but THIS fight turned the tide and the crowd in his favor. He’s number one now. Maybe they can be a family. Maybe holding onto all of that anger and distrust and guilt after he came so close to tasting death isn’t healthy for Fuyumi. So, she lets it slip away.

During the family dinner, Fuyumi says to Enji, “Nice work out there. You must be tired.” This is a gesture of a normal family, this is a start, a beginning. It’s bizarre, though, especially if we contrast it with before. Fuyumi has no idea how she’s supposed to interact with him. She’s basing this conversation on the framework of her imagination. She’s trying to support him. But the awkwardness continues with her brother’s slurping away, calling Enji’s scar nasty. She states that their father is trying to reflect on the past. (sounding a lot like Rei.) She wants to believe in her mom’s words, that he’s trying. I like that she doesn’t ask Natsuo or Shouto to not hate Enji, just to hide it. The facade falls apart at the seams when Natsuo stands up and says he just can’t do this. That he can’t forgive him, unlike Rei or Fuyumi.

I don’t think she really has, though. How can you forgive someone that quickly, that easily, she even says that she thought they could be a proper family. She wants peace. She doesn’t really know what peace is, though. She’s been neglected just as much as Natsuo has by their father. She’s never known what a real family is. NEVER. Not once. Her parents were in an arranged marriage, (Rei was sold to Enji? we don’t know the details!) But still, the kids were born as a means to an end. Abuse has always been a part of her life. She’s hoping though that they can have a normal family. Trying to put all the fear and pain in her childhood into the past. Of course, that isn’t healthy.

She’s attempting to compartmentalize the past so that her family can move forward. She’s not doing a good job of it though.

#abuse mention #( parental death mention )#( headcanons: fuyumi todoroki )

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therainroguefanfiction · 5 years ago

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🔥 ℝise Ⱥbove I̾t ◈ Chapter 027 [Cruel and Insane]

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Word Count: 2,018

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〈“We are the warriors, who learned to love the pain. We come from different places, but have the same name. We are the broken ones, who chose to spark a flame.” The Score, “Born for This”〉

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“And now, we’re finally approaching the last obstacle and everyone had better tread carefully, you’re stepping onto a minefield!!”

Bitch, what?? Who the fuck puts a fucking minefield in a school competition? U.A. is on drugs, man. Maybe I shoulda played more Minesweeper growing up, I never once won a round of that shit, I’m so screwed.

“If you look carefully, you can see where those little bombs are buried, so keep your eyes on the ground, folks! By the way, those land mines are designed for the game so they might be loud and flashy but they’re not all that powerful~ Just enough to make you wet your pants!!”

“Get ahold of yourself.”

Damn it, Todoroki, I ain’t lettin’ you take first place, fam. I held my hand out, allowing flames to lick at my skin. The flames shot down into the ground before shooting in a straight line across the field, setting off mine after mine and clearing a narrow path for me to safely pass through. Pink smoke filled the air. Why did they have to choose pink? Of all the damn colors…

Bakugo went flying overhead, aiming straight for Todoroki. “Bastard! Your declaration of war… was to the wrong person!!” He aimed an explosion at Todoroki’s face, who easily dodged it.

“Just like that, a new student takes the lead! The media here is going crazy! There’s nothing they love more than an upset! Hey, hey, hey, the rest of the competitors are catching up, too! Can our two leaders fight each other and stay in front of the competition?!”

No, they can’t. I grinned, sliding underneath Bakugo when he jumped. “Later, losers!”

“Get back here, you bitch!!”

“No thanks! Wouldn’t want to ruin that sexual tension you and Todoroki got going on there!”

“Winchester has taken advantage and slipped into first!”

BOOM!!

Uhh, what the fuck was that? I glanced over my shoulder, seeing a huge cloud of pink smoke filling the back of the field.

“What’s with that huge explosion in the back?! That’s way more powerful than it should be!!”

Yo, I think U.A. really be out here trying to kill its students, man. Did they accidentally put a real fucking mine in with the fake ones? Something shot out from the smoke and my eyes widened. Izuku?!

“Incredible! What just happened?! Whatever the case, class 1-A’s Izuku Midoriya is suddenly in hot pursuit of first place!!”

Oh… oh, shit. That fucker is barrelling right toward us!

“The lead is his!!”

“Deku!” Bakugo took off after him with me and Todoroki in hot pursuit. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, huh?!”

“Look at that plot twist! Those two aren’t fighting anymore, they’re chasing Midoriya! That’s what having a common enemy will do in this competition! This fight is still far from over, though!”

Izuku is starting to lose momentum and is falling from the sky. Suddenly, he flipped in mid-air, slamming down the metal plate he had been riding on. It hit the ground directly between the three of us, smacking several mines in the process. The resulting blast sent him flying forward, covering us in pink smoke. I coughed a few times, covering my mouth and nose with my arm as I continued to run. Why the fuck does this smoke smell like a french hooker?

“In a stunning move, Midoriya has busted past his classmates from 1-A! I don’t believe it! He cleared that minefield in an instant! Eraserhead, your students are amazing!! What the heck are you teaching them?!”

“This has nothing to do with me. Each of them is powered by their own drive to succeed.”

“There you have it! Eraserhead is a terrible teacher!!”

“I’m what?”

I bit back a laugh at their antics. Poor Zawa.

“Who would have imagined at the beginning of this race that the climax would be a non-stop megamix of surprises?! The first to make it back to the stadium is the first place winner! Izuku Midoriya is our champion!!”

Todoroki passed the threshold, followed by Bakugo and me seconds behind. I leaned over, hands on my knees as I breathed heavily. Fuck, this is way more effort than walking to the fridge.

Izuku stared up at Toshi, tears in his eyes. Sheesh, kid.

“Deku… no way!” Bakugo clutched his left forearm, eyes wide as they stared at the ground. “Not again…!”

I frowned at his back, scratching my cheek. Should I try to comfort him? I’m still shit at that and it’ll probably just piss him off more… but leaving him be feels wrong. I cleared my throat, setting my hand on the small of his back. “Hey, Baku -”

He shoved me back. “Don’t fucking touch me!”

“Oi -”

“Leave me the fuck alone, Winchester!”

A bead of sweat rolled down my cheek. I don’t think he’s ever used my name before… I sighed deeply, walking away from him. He has a serious Izuku Midoriya complex, he’s gotta get over that if he wants to keep moving forward, but there’s nothing I can do to help with that. That’s all him.

“The contestants are pouring in one after the other! Let’s hear some applause for all of our competitors as we prepare the results!”

“The first game for the first years is finally over and what a game it was!” Midnight grinned as the students gathered in front of her. “Now, let’s take a quick look at the standings, shall we?”

Eh, fourth place ain’t too bad. Hiryuu got thirty-firth, yeesh.

“Only the top forty-four will advance to the next round, but don’t be too let down if you didn’t make the cut, we’ve prepared other opportunities for you to shine.”

I don’t like that sadistic face she’s makin’. Why is she licking her lips?!

“Now, the real fun is about to begin. The chance to fully move yourselves into the limelight! Give it your best!” She held her whip out to the side as the screen started to cycle through events again. “Let’s see what we have in store for you next! Will your wildest fantasies come to life?”

Not unless the next event is a taco eating competition where the winner gets a lifetime supply of Dr. Pepper and gets to meet Deadpool.

“What could it be? The waiting is torture.” She pulled her glasses down over her face. “Guard your loins and prepare for your next task!”

The only torture is listening to you, Midnight…

“Cavalry battle? I’m terrible at those…”

“You’re terrible at everything, Sparky, it’s okay.”

“You’re so cruel, Winchester!”

“Yeah, no shit,” I muttered, kneeling down and hanging my head. He’s totally right, I’ve been a complete bitch to everyone I’ve met, so how the fuck am I supposed to make it through this event? I glanced at Bakugo, but he still looks pissed off at the world, more so than usual. What am I gonna do~?

“I wonder how they’ll split us up.” Tsu wondered.

“Allow me to explain,” Midnight started, motioning toward that screen that displayed All Might being carried by Thirteen in the front, Mic on the left and Snipe on the right. “The participants will form teams of two to four people as they see fit. In theory, it’s basically the same as a regular playground game, but there is one difference – each player has been assigned a point value based on the results from the obstacle course.”

“I get it, a point-based system like the entrance exams. That seems pretty simple,” Sumo commented.

“So that means each team will have a different point value based on which students are on it,” Ochaco concluded.

“Maybe you should shut up and let me explain things to you!!” Midnight snapped, glaring at the two of them.

Midnight, you need to chill, it ain’t that serious.

“Now then, the point assignments go up in increments of five starting from the bottom. For example, forty-forth place is worth five points and forty-third is worth ten. And the point value assigned to the first place contestant is… ten million!!”

Uhh, I’m shit at math but I’m pretty fucking sure that’s way over what it should be. That’s a big oof, fam. I glanced at Izuku with sympathy as the color drained from his face. Everyone snapped their attention to him, eyes full of hunger. Can I get some Fs in chat for our fallen brethren?

“That’s right,” Midnight smirked. “It’s survival of the fittest with a chance for those at the bottom to overthrow the top! Those of you at the top will suffer the most. Of course, that’s something you’ll hear over and over again at U.A. Show us what plus ultra means!”

So, I’m worth two hundred and five points, huh? What a pain.

“First years, these are the rules that you’ll abide by! The game itself will last fifteen minutes. Individual point values will be added together to reach your team total. Everyone will know how much you’re worth thanks to your headband!”

“Wait wait wait wait,” I stood up, catching Midnight’s attention as I stepped forward. She looked annoyed at being interrupted. “I’m already wearing a more important headband, I can’t wear that.”

“You’re saying a logo for a taco restaurant is more important than the sports festival?” She cocked a brow, resting her hand on her hip.

“Absolutely,”

“I think you have a problem, Jen. Ribbit.”

“She’s cruel and insane.”

“But she’s so manly!”

“I don’t think calling a girl ‘manly’ is a compliment, Kirishima.”

Midnight’s eye twitched. “Silence!”

“What I’m askin’ is, does it have to be over my forehead?” I scratched my cheek thoughtfully. “Can I wear it on top of my head? You know, tied under my chin like Lupin III.”

“Winchester…” her eye twitched again.

“Or maybe tied around my arm like Shikamaru Nara? Maybe the wrist? But that would have to be wrapped a couple times.”

“Enough!” She slapped the whip through the air, pointing it at me. “Now listen here, you little -”

“Take that ridiculous thing off your head, Winchester.” Aizawa ordered with an exasperated sigh. “You’re not an advertisement, you’re a student.”

“I refuse,” I glared up at the commentator’s box, pointing my finger. “This has nothing to do with you, Aizawa!”

“Huh?” I could feel his glare. “Take it off or I’ll make sure Lunch-Rush never serves tacos again.”

“What kind of threat is that?”

“Y-You wouldn’t dare,” I stepped back, swallowing hard.

“Try me,”

Shit, he’s dead serious. “Goddamn it,” I reluctantly tugged the bandana from my forehead, stuffing it into my pocket.

“That actually worked?!”

Midnight sighed deeply, running her hand down her face. “If the two of you are done… Swipe as many headbands as you can to raise your team’s score! Stolen headbands must be worn from the neck up, so the more you steal, the harder it’ll be to manage them.” The board changed to show All Might with his neck completely covered by bands and looking uncomfortable. “And another thing – even if your headband gets stolen or your team falls down, you can keep playing until time’s up!”

“It’s anyone’s game, then,” Momo commented.

“And since there are forty-four contestants, there’ll be ten or thirteen teams fighting on the field the entire time,” Sumo added.

“Sounds hard…” French Fry commented, folding his arms over his stomach.

“So, if you lose your headband at the beginning, you have more time to make up a plan.”

“I don’t know, Mina. Maybe we should wait and see how the teams turn out before we start strategizing.” Tsu said.

“This is going to be rough. You may use your quirks as much as you like! But there are still rules. Make a team fall on purpose and I’ll slap you with a red card! You’ll be disqualified!! Now, you’ve got fifteen minutes to build your teams. I recommend you get started!”

Man~ Why’s life gotta force you to constantly interact with other human beings? Just let me be anti-social and live in peace with my tacos and unhealthy obsessed with Wade Wilson! I kneeled down again, hanging my head.

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tsukishima44 · 6 years ago

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Sulky Valentine

It has been their tradition each Valentine day. Aizawa was not a sappy man who needed to have so many dates each year with his secret boyfriend. But 14th February was their sacred date and nobody should dare to mess with it. Yet this year a person brought a stop to it. One very particular individual. So forgive him if he was being sulky about it. Little did he know the secret schedule behind it.

Aizawa was being sulky, not that anyone could read it from his face. But if you are observant enough, you will see his usual scowl line was longer than usual. His eyebrows were frowned with a little bit more resentment than when he heard Bakugo created another mess. Or Midoriya did. Or whoever from his class did because mischievous seemed contagious these days. These details couldn't be known, all you knew might be a small sneeze was enough to made Aizawa turned on his quirk on you.

Aizawa blamed everything on his secret lover. His blonde lover had just told him yesterday that apparently his schedule was tight enough he couldn't fit their annual date night inside. If it was just your usual date, Aizawa wouldn't bitch enough and hummed in understanding. Afterall, both of them are proheroes. Their relationship meant that one can tolerate a sudden distress phone call.

But today was valentine.

So forgive him if he saw pink balloons and young couples along the hallway and wanted to erase everything just like his erasure erase their quirks.

He didn't know how, but clearly his homeroom class got the agenda of his mood. Probably it was the time they spent together, two years on the following June. Class 1-A had been quiet enough despite today was Valentine's day and he knew almost half of the class was dating. Todoroki smiling again and again from a piece of paper in his hand, Midoriya glances at the chocolate figurine of himself on the corner of his desk -how Todoroki made it was a mystery in itself-, Bakugo's explosion seemed weaker everytime he accidentally glanced at Kirishima and the red hair boy humming softly, Ochako blushing heavily when Tsuyu was simply grazing her hands to her, and Jirou had to calm down an almost flying Yaoyorozu who was given a chocolate from her girlfriend.

That was what his eyes caught when he opened the door. Two seconds later, every single person in the classroom sat on their designated seat and everything went back to normal.

'I've trained them well' he thought as he proceed into the podium.

Aizawa took a deep sigh. He did it so many times until everytime he was stressed enough he unconsciously did that. Just like a second ago. So his trained eyes didn't capture his students' flinches.

He took a chalk and started writing in the black board. They were supposed to cover the leftover bits from the finished material. Then review several points to prepare them for their impending test two weeks later. After placing the last fullstop, Aizawa turned his body back towards them.

"Today we are going to cover the last bits from the book. You better take notes if you want to pass your test"

As he said that, almost everyone took their notebooks from their bags immediately. Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki, Yaoyorozu were some exception.

Then his eyes roamed over his students figures and choose one sacrificial lamb.

"Ojiro" said student startled enough to rattle his chair "read the first passage on the b-"

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Aizawa sighed internally.

Then the door was opened to reveal Thirteen and a man in company shirt and blue cap standing.

"Uh, sorry. Is there anybody with the name 'Aizawa Shouta?'" the man asked.

Aizawa's eyes starting to twitch.

"That's me" he said.

His eyes looked up to see Thirteen who shrugged their shoulders. He gave a small sigh in relieve. That meant that this wasn't a secret villain the making or another one of League of Villains scheme.

The man looked at him up and down and seemed to confuse more. But he nodded and gave him a paper for him to sign.

"Thank you" the man said "Here you go"

The man then placed his hand on the air, like he was rummaging something, then suddenly a bouquet of lilies was in his hands. Still fresh and unbelievably beautiful and definitely his favorite flowers.

Behind him, the class gasped and erupt into a chaos. So did his mind. And heart.

"Who is this from?" He asked, just to confirm things.

"Sorry, the person wanted to be anonymous. It's just said that it needs to be sent quickly"

After that, the man and Thirteen bowed and closed the door.

Aizawa stood there, a bouquet in his hands while between his thumb and index finger was the white chalk.

When he turned his back, the class gotten quiet.

He then walked towards the podium once again when he saw a beautiful transparent white and orange vase adorned his table. He didn't bother to think who to thank later. He stiffly placed the lilies on the vase, trying not to fumble too much and make a bigger mess than his class did.

When he was sure the vase wouldn't fall down, he trudged to his podium, cleared his throat.

"Ojiro"

"Yes sir!"

"Read"

"Unh" said guy fiddled through his book before he knew which page it was "Ah! From the year 1935, the hero-"

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Ojiro immediately zipped his mouth. Aizawa and the rest of his class turned their head toward the removable furniture called door, which slided without anyone consent, and there stood two men...and a Snipe.

"Sorry, Eraserhead. These parcels were said to be an emergency"

Aizawa walked to the door, given the same slip of paper, and received another bouquet of flower and a Godiva chocolate basket. Snipe, who didn't know at first, whistled.

"Somebody is about to get laid tonight~"

In which Aizawa closed the door on his face.

He walked to his desk, placed everything - Yaoyorozu made another crystal vase- and placed his head on the desk.

For once, the class gotten silence. No laughter, no taunt, nothing. Not even a single sound.

That was, until a brave class president raise his hand. When his teacher didn't give any indication that he noticed, Iida immediately ask.

"Sens-"

"Study in groups for the rest of the class"

Then, as if he remembered

"Ojiro, sit"

Aizawa heard the messy clutter of desk and chair hastily moved and then not another sound.

At first nobody dared to do anything, until Todoroki shuffled his desk to Midoriya. Then the rest of the class started to connect their desks and chairs together and create a group. That's when he let his blood rose to his neck, cheeks, and his entire face. His mouth let an embarrassed groan.

-chapter break-

They started lightly, the lesson first just a little bit. 5 minutes later, the polling who Aizawa-sensei's secret admirer was opened.

"500 yen on Midnight"

"1000 yen on Ms. Joke"

"1236 yen on Midnight"

Every pair of eyes stared at Kaminari's confused one.

"What?" he asked "That's all I have!"

"I will bet my lunch that it was Ms. Joke"

"No no no, she has to be Yaomomo's level of rich to send him gifts"

Just as Jirou said, another knock was heard and a man bearing three small cats plushies came inside. Aoyama pointed to the man on the corner who was still face planting at his desk. The delivery man's eyebrow rose but nodded and the rest was history.

-chapter break-

The gifts came every 5 minutes and the betting money was higher than ever. Midoriya even bet his newest All Might merchandise that it was All Might and suddenly everyone realized that it might not be a civillian like Kaminari's theory might be -unless the person was a CEO- and considering everything and every behaviour towards his colleague, Aizawa's partner might even be a man. Plus, Midoriya was deemed as their most observant kid in the class. Suddenly, there was more people betting on All Might and other teacher like Snipe, Vlad King, and Thirteen.

All the while, Todoroki had snuggled deep with Midoriya whom had transfered his bum into the greenette's lap. Then he proceed to placed his head on Midoriya's collar bone. It might seemed impossible a year before. However, after getting a surprising growth spurt, Midoriya now stood at least 3 inchies taller than Bakugo. Explodoking didn't take that fact without an explotion.

Anyways, as the pool was held by Mina and helped with Hagakure, Todoroki seen every bets in front of eyes and the list getting longer than expected. Mina and Hagakure had sat in front of them when Midoriya mumbled who the sender was and when he heard Midoriya gambled his new All Might merchandise, he tsked.

Midoriya looked down when he noticed that his lover was getting restless for some reason. Then he saw his wallet. Next a black card. That's when his eyes widen in surprise.

"Sho-"

"I will bet my father's card on Present Mic"

A loud gasp was erupted and disminished when they heard Satou whistling and Aoyama's sudden French. Words that has never been uttered before, an awe.

With that, their sight immediately set on a man with simple green shirt, another one of those company jacket, and a cap. However, what surprised them wasn't the fact that the man brought nothing, he might placed it on the door again. But the beautiful straight blonde hair which curtained his face from sight. The man didn't ask which one named Aizawa Shouta anymore but walked towards their mess of a teacher who was engulfed by presents everywhere. Chocolates here, flowers there. Plushies in several size and even a watch. Who in the damn hell would give a Rolex on Valentine!?

-chapter break-

Aizawa didn't plant his face on the desk anymore, he upgraded. Now he put his face on top of his folded arms because there was just no way his students were to see his red face. After the second gift, his face was red permanently. He couldn't believe his lover to send so many gifts just because he realized that Shouta was sulking on the breakfast. He knew he should be mad because Hizashi was being extra today -extra generous- but when a man brought a box with a cat inside -a living one- he couldn't help but gushed after his lover. The cat -Tama- was playing with Kouda and Shoji right now. He was about to sleep to escape his feeling when suddenly his class gotten quiet all of a sudden.

He took a peak from behind his hair when he noticed a man with blonde hair -just like his lover- walked into his way. But since the man wore an employee jacket, he sighed heavily.

No, Hizashi had told him that he was busy today. No need to get his hopes up.

Shouta had prepared a black pen to sign again when the man stopped several feet from his seat.

Then a voice, very familiar, called him.

"Shouta"

His head never snapped that fast before, not even for a villain.

Shouta couldn't help but gasp when the blondie knelt on one knee in front of him. He was even more surprised when he finally saw the face behind the yellow curtain. It was shocking that he didn't hear his kids audible gasp too.

"Shouta, we have been known each other for 15 years. You are my A to my Z, you are my life's last puzzle pieces to complete, you are my everything. I like your face, I love your grouchness, I adore every smile you make -even the nasty one. I love you for who you are, for being patient with me, for being beside me for these 15 years. I hope that you will also accompany me for the rest of my life"

He took a silver case from his pocket and opened it, revealing a simple silver band which he was sure adorned with beautiful words, just like the man.

He gave a small sniff as his dry eyes started to wet themselves

"Aizawa Shouta, will you marry me?"

And his heart flew to the sky.

Aizawa took several seconds to calm his heart rate. Nonetheless it still pounded like a madman. A little while again, he finally found his voice.

"Is this the reason you cancel our date?"

He smiled a bit when he saw the man flinched and starting to sweat incessantly

"Of course I would marry you, you idiot"

The loud cheer was to be expected. It was so loud that Kan decided to open the door just to meet the sight of Aizawa dipped and kissed by his secret boyfriend. Several jaws, of Class B, almost touched the ground and the cheers getting bigger as ever.

"Happy valentine, fiance"

Hizashi smiled

"Happy valentine, Zashi"

Then suddenly many loud groans was heard. Aizawa looked to his back to see his students groaning and mourning something that sound like bread and rice and lunch.

Aizawa grinned happily, in this case its his Totoro smile, and with his capture weapon took boxes of chocolates from Hizashi, obviously, and send it to the table in the center.

His students looked up to him

"Eat"

Then the loud cheers went back. The girls were the first to congratulate them, the boys after, and Kan said his small congrats before leaving with a red face and his stoned kids.

Seemed like Aizawa didn't need to sulk anymore.

#boku no hero academia #erasermic #eraserhead #present mic #yamada hizashi #aizawa shouta #class 1-a #valentine 2018 #fanfiction #ao3

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seeyacowboy · 6 years ago

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Blood of a todoroki

Chapter 5.

Dabi x f!reader. A.u. Oc

Warnings- mention of blood. Slightly lime. Violence. Cursing. Alcohol. Mention of Abuse. This follows the touya/dabi theory.

I’ve had writers block so badly the past couple of weeks. Thankfully inspiration hit me.

Just for a little recap your a anti-hero named Exemplum (Latin for copy). Quirk- copy other people’s quirks after getting a sample of their blood. You and your U.a. Hero/ classmates are in your 20’s now.

•••

It was about 7:45pm when you started walking up the stairs to the town hall. It was something out of a movie. Cameras clicks and lights flashing. it made her hands sweat, but she was not going to ruin this dress.

“Okay (y/n) we got some dresses for you to try on for the ball.” The tall metal bartender exclaimed.

Your room was only a few doors down from the entertainment/living room area and you always had your door slightly cracked during the day for times like this.

walking out in a silk robe that went down to your knees. Someone had put a pedestal for you to stand on like at the tailors. Shyly standing on it bringing your hands to your sternum holding them together rubbing each knuckle out of nervous habit. Everyone’s eyes were on your tailor but you couldn’t help but feel plagued with the idea that they were staring at you.

“Can you guys like go in another room or find some crime related thing to do?” Dabi laughed at your edge.

“Surely you aren’t bothered are you, (y/n)?” asked spinner.

“No I’m clearly thriving off the attention, spinner. If you could call the news paper about me being in a dress and make it the front page I’d be fucking delighted.” Most people in the room let out a chuckle.

Kurogiri was at the top of your ankle measuring the length from your hip to ankle. “Okay ,dear, it looks like you have a couple of options considering your height.”

He walks off to get the dresses.

“ I need a fucking shot. My hands are sweating like crazy.-“

During your rambling you didn’t notice that dabi had come over and sat on the couch directly in front of the platform. he leans forward and takes the first knuckles of your fingers in his hand and kisses them. It was enough in that moment for you to calm down.

Kurogiri comes back with three dresses.

One is a champagne color, full length, low cut in a deep v shape and a slit from the bottom until your upper thigh. You could have died right then and there. This was out of your comfort zone but its also the most amazing dress you have ever seen in your life; basically running to your room to try it on.

Coming back out in some strapped open toed high heels and ear rings on.

I think everyone’s eyes widened (dabi’s jaw just about hit the floor.) when they first saw you. Feeling super confident you strut your stuff back to the platform and do a little spin.

“ eh it’s okay.” Making you turn around to look at the hallway you just came out of seeing Shigaraki leaning against the wall.

“Okay? Just okay? THAT’S IT!” you throw your arms up. “I’m going in jeans and a hoodie!”

“ No you’re not. It’s the first dress just try the next one on. This just screams u.a. prom. You’re in your twenties now let’s look like it.” You gasp and place your hand on your chest.

“Well ,I never.”

“Yeah, whatever get moving.”

You look back at dabi and he raises his hands not wanted to get in the middle of it and leaning back into the couch.

“Who’s side are you on?”

“I’m a villain; anything to discomfort and inconvenience ,I suppose.”

With that you go to your room and showing the crew two more options. They settled on a bodycon dress that went to your calves and was more of an a-line at the cleavage. Silk with a lovely deep blue color almost being perceived as black from different angles. Matched with black heels and diamond ear rings.

Dabi and you waited outside for your car to drive up. He had you leaning up against the wall with his hand above your head and staring into your eyes. You pulled a cigarette out of your clutch putting it in your mouth letting his long finger light it for you. “Pretty girls don’t light their own cigarettes.” He smirks looking up and down between your lips and eyes.

letting his free hand snake over the side of your thigh. He loves the feeling of silk on his finger tips. Exhaling the smoke without care letting it go into his face, he was unfazed. You lean over to his ear and whisper “ do you know what it means when someone blows smoke in your face?” He hummed very interested. “It means they want to fuck.” Letting the k at the last work click and linger out of your mouth as you lean your back against the wall. Dabi bit his bottom scarred lip and huffed. “If only there was time, we’ll just have to wait until you get back.” He finished with a poke on the nose. You see headlights turning the corner and coming toward you. Putting out your half smoked butt. Leaning up and giving dabi a kiss as the car pulls closer, he takes you by the arms and looks deep into your eyes. “Come back soon.”

“Oh I will believe me.” You smiled him.

You get into the car and he shuts the door behind you. Dabi is left standing in the streets with his hands in his pockets.

•••

“Exemplum!! Are you here alone tonight?!”

“Exemplum!! you look stunning give us a good shot!”

“Exemplum!! why have you been gone for so long? Eloped? Who’s your secret man?”

You practically started running up the stairs trying get away from these intrusive questions. Looking down at your feet to make sure you don’t fall over yourself in these heels you don’t notice as you crash into someone. You look up to see shinsou, pleasantly to your surprise. Giving him a big smile you bring him into a tight hug and whisper “it’s been a long time, my friend.” Into his ear. He agrees and returns the hug. “Come on lets get you out of these cameras before the vultures eat you alive.” He gives you a crazy grin. You laugh at his comment and wrap your arm in his walking into the building.

In a very short amount of time the two of you ended up at the bar. You’re drink of choice was a vodka tonic and shinsou got a jameson and ginger. It felt like every 2 minutes someone was coming up and saying hi.

“Hey do you remember that kid over there? What’s his name? Shindou?” You remarked pointing your finger in the most nonchalant way possible.

Shinsou looked out the corner of his eye and let out a chuckle “it sure is. Didn’t you kick his ass during the licensing exam?”

“Oh easily, he’s such a prick. He thinks just cause he has vibration quirk he can get all the girls. He can’t even use it correctly.”

“What’s that’s suppose to mean?” Shinsou knitted his eyebrows together causing you to smirk as you bring your drink to your lips.

“Well the reason I kicked his ass during the licensing exam was because we kinda hooked up in an empty locker room before it started and he couldn’t find certain areas so I told him I’d have a better time doing it myself. He called me a bitch and left me there. I had to show him who the real bitch was.”

Shinsou is pretty much in tears from laughing so hard. Everyone is looking over at this point which is making you laugh. You can’t help but blush and cover your face. “Shin! stop making a scene he’ll look over here!” You couldn’t help but snicker.

You feel a tap on your shoulder and turn around to see a young man with a head set and clip board. “Hello miss Exemplum. Are you ready to get on stage?”

“On stage? What are you talking about?”

“We were told by hawks you would be performing tonight, he said not to trouble you about it before because you get stage fright.”

You put your drink down on the counter. “Who the hell is hawks? What the hell is going on.” Your fold your arms over your chest.

The young man gently takes your hand and pulls you out of your seat “you’re so silly, Exemplum. Hawks told me you would pretend you didn’t know what I was talking about. Come on we start in fifteen minutes!”

You turn your head around to see shinsou passing you your drink with a smile “good luck, you’re gonna need this for the nerves”

You were dumbfounded. Who the fuck is hawks and how did he know you could sing? You haven’t sung in front of people since freshman year when you would do open mic nights down the street from the school. Your very closest friends would go but never this hawks. You don’t even remember that name from high school. You get back stage and down the drink throwing the whole glass in the trash. You see a man quite tall and with tinted blue sunglasses on that kinda matches his suit walking his way over to you. Keeping your best poker face waiting for him to make the first move. Finally he opens his arms with a “Exemplum”. He’s very excited to see you for a complete stranger. Never the less you give the same energy. He sways with you in his arms as if you’re his best friend he hasn’t seen in years. He turns his head into the crock of your neck and whispers “sorry to have to introduce myself like this, but it’s the only way I can give you information. You need to make a clone and have it go to office 367. In the middle filing cabinet is the papers you need.”

Pulling away looking up at hawks with wholesome eyes. “Aw dear hawks it’s so good to see you. I promise to check up with you after I perform. You’re such a ham for surprising me like this.” To most people your voice would sound honest, but hawks somehow knew it was sinister. Letting him go you walk up to the boy with the clip board. “Excuse me, how much time do I have and what song am I singing?”

“You have 5 minutes and you’re singing ‘love on the brain’ by Rihanna. You almost roll your eyes at the choice.

“Okay I’m just gonna use the ladies room before we start.” You start heading over to the bathroom

“Okay miss Exemplum ! I’ll come find you if I need too!”

Shortly you make it to the ladies room and lock yourself in a stall. You keep your eyes close and work your rusty vocal chords using the techniques that are now so foreign to you. As you do this a clone starts multiplying out of your body thanks to twice’s quirk. Your exact replica looking at you and they just nod knowing the plan. You heard a knock on the door.

“Miss Exemplum we have 2 minutes!”

“Okay I’ll be out shortly thank you!”

You look up to see an air vent and look back at your clone. You instantaneously interlock your fingers and lean down so your clone can put there foot into your hand and open the vent for them to crawl to the air duct.

“Miss Exemplum!! We have 30 seconds!”

You bust through the door and storm your way to the stage taking the microphone out of the young mans hand. “Miss Exemplum you’re all sweaty are you okay?” Completely ignoring him you walk even faster. You’re just in front of the curtain when you here the instruments playing. The lights click off and everyone on the other side is slightly shocked to what’s happening. Hearing the instrumentals on your que you start to sing.

‘And you got me like, oh

What you want from me?

(What you want from me?)’

the background singers do their part as you walk out from between the curtains and into the middle of the stage quickly but not rushed remaining elegance.

And I tried to buy your pretty heart, but the price too high

Baby you got me like, oh, mm

You love when I fall apart

(fall apart)

The overhead light finally turns on to reveal you standing there. Hearing some cheers of encouragement coming from shinsou and some other friends; you can’t help but smile.

‘So you can put me together

And throw me against the wall

Baby you got me like ah, woo, ah

Don't you stop loving me

(loving me)

Don't quit loving me

(loving me)

Just start loving me

(loving me)’

Meanwhile your clone is crawling through the duct peering out each vent. Luckily you have a shapeshift quirk allowing you to turn into a cat to be more comfortable and make less noise. After some time of crawling around you were finally able to find the room, thanking the lord for glass windows on the doors making it so you can read the numbers of each room (backwards which fucking sucked).

‘Oh, and baby I'm fist fighting with fire

Just to get close to you

Can we burn something, babe?

And I run for miles just to get a taste

Must be love on the brain

That's got me feeling this way

(feeling this way)

It beats me black and blue but it fucks me so good

And I can't get enough

Must be love on the brain yeah

And it keeps cursing my name (cursing my name)

No matter what I do I’m no good with out you and I can’t get enough must be love on the brain

Baby, keep loving me

Just love me, yeah

Just love me

All you need to do is love me, yeah’

You haven’t felt this good in years. Sassing the audience like crazy,giving them all you got. You don’t know how hawks knew, but you loved this song. It reminded you of dabi and not just because it talks about fire. Touya growing up became more insecure about his quirk/ about himself in general so you made a point proving to him that he’s not the monster. he will never be the awful things that endeavor insulted him with. Useless. Worthless. Pest. Faulty. You haven’t seen endeavor since your parents funeral, but if you did you’d spit at his feet. This song not only represents your love for dabi, but your hatred for hero’s like endeavor.

‘Got me like ah-ah-ah-ow

I'm tired of being played like a violin

What do I gotta do to get in your motherfuckin' heart?

Baby like ah, woo, ah

Don't you stop loving me

(loving me)

Don't quit loving me

(loving me)

Just start loving me

(loving me)’

The clone finally finds the room and turns into a snake to get through the chicken wire like material flopping onto a counter against the wall directly below it. It was a really large office on the 8th floor. It almost contained nothing besides a back-wall-corner desk for work space, a main desk for clients and a couch. You form back into a human and get into the computer chair. The light of the screen lights up your face.

‘Oh, and babe I'm fist fighting with fire

Just to get close to you

Can we burn something, babe?

And I run for miles just to get a taste

Must be love on the brain

That's got me feeling this way

(feeling this way)

It beats me black and blue but it fucks me so good

And I can't get enough

Must be love on the brain, yeah

And it keeps cursing my name

(cursing my name)’

As your mud/cell clone eyes dart all over the screen looking for any information you notice something. Tilting your head to the side looking past the the monitor to see a man in a plague mask and suit sitting on the couch staring at you . “I don’t suppose this is your office is it?” You sassed knowing the answered would be no. The man remained silent. “Well then if it’s not your office then it’s mine. I have some paper work to file so excuse me.” Why do you have the shittiest coping mechanisms for confrontation? Taking a pair of dollar store reading glasses off the desk and putting on the very tip of your nose like an old library. Beating the keys like you were writing an essay to save your life. “Do you think your fucking funny or something? You’re disgusting and disease ridden. I know all about your illness and I find it sickening.” The man with the bird mask squints his eyes closing them in on you. He practically is spitting his words in your direction. Knitting your fingers together so they interlock mimicking his face and smiling sinisterly at him. “My names Exemplum. What’s your name?” “Overhaul. Are you looking for these?” He holds the folder up with all of stain and one for all’s paperwork you came to retrieve. Making sure your face stayed in the same smile giggling softly. “You caught me,overhaul.” In one swift movement you got up on top of the desk holding your hands in the air. “Go easy on me,okay?” Leaping off the front of the desk and walking towards him. He stands up making a confused face. He didn’t think it was gonna be this easy. “You wanna see a magic trick?” You wink at the man. “ true magic or a quirk?” He ALMOST seemed intrigued. “True magic.” Using momo’s quirk you make 5 cards all of different values and houses from behind your back. You put them out in front of you facing down ward so you can only see the generic side. “Pick a card. I’ll close my eyes and put it back anywhere in the deck the same way you got it.” You shut your eyes loosely holding the cards up in front you so only he can see the values of each one. Overhaul was hesitant but he did pick. It was the 3 of clubs. He memorized it and put it at the left end of the deck,but not fully in so you could feel it. “You all set?”. He hummed in response. Eyes now open you look at all your options. making the cards faces look at the floor. You pull a card on the right side and face the card towards overhaul smirking. “This it?” You can tell he’s PISSED. “What kind of joke is this? No, you idiot. That’s not my card.” You twist the card in your fingers really fast revealing a flash drive. “I never said I was going to pick out your card. I told you to pick a card. You chose wrong.” You start dashing toward the wall/window of glass Ariel jumping into mid air 8 stories up. You twist your body mid air so you were facing him flinging his 3 of clubs at him like a kunai. It just manages to scratch his wrist and you immediately pull it back by the invisible string you flawlessly attached to it. Very excited to practice this new quirk. Overhaul can’t help but watch this unfold completely surprised by your actions. Just as you were loosing momentum and gravity found its way back to you, you close your eyes taking in the feeling of weightlessness. Only to be woken up by a big hand roughly taking yours. Your eyes look up to see blue tinted glasses with the same color suit. You’ve never been so thankful for a flying turkey in your life.

‘No matter what I do

I'm no good without you

And I can't get enough

Must be love on the brain’

Once you hit that final high note the whole building goes up in a roar and you take a bow. Knowing the clone found the files and is on the way back to the league you can actually enjoy yourself.

#reader x dabi #dabi lemon #my hero fanfic #my hero academia #my hero academy fanfiction #my hero academy oc #mha x you #mha shinsou #mha x reader #touya todoroki #buko no hero academia #hawks #overhaul #shigaraki x dabi #shinsou x oc

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makeste · 6 years ago

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BnHA Episode 39: It’s Freestyle

Previously on BnHA: Pretty sure this takes place just after the whole “Deku goes to the shopping mall with his pals! WHAT COULD POSSIBLY HAPPEN -- oh. Oh, no” incident. Deku, Shigaraki is coming. OH MY GOD HE HAS AIRPODS ON. HE CAN’T HEAR US. OH MY GOD.

But of course it all turned out fine and Tomura skipped back home to plot how to destroy All Might by something something kidnapping Bakugou.

Today on BnHA:

It snowed, and I went home from work early. So I turned on The Pool Episode of the BnHA anime because WHY NOT.

Just FYI, I’ve only watched this once before, several months back, and don’t remember too much of it except that everyone has a very loose concept of what freestyle swimming is, and that I very much enjoyed it.

This recap will be manga spoiler-free since we want everyone to be able to have a fun time! So as long as you’re all caught up with the anime you should be good to go. I think I made a few references to the forest lodge arc but that’s it.

okay so the episode opens up in the ol’ villain bar (man I miss this place), with some All Might TV special playing, until Kurogiri switches it off

and now he’s turning to Tomura and they’re just like. staring at each other

and now Tomura is grinning and saying “I figured it out”

again, if you recall, he’s just had the epiphany that his purpose in life is to fuck up the Symbol of Peace in whatever way he can. so he’s pretty happy. I think it was Mark Twain who said, “the two most important days of your life are the day you were born, and the day you go to the mall and realize you just want to make All Might really sad”

so he’s recapping that the reason why Stain and the U.A. Wunderkinds piss him off so much is because of All Might, and All Might pisses him off because he’s always smiling “so thoughtlessly”

and now he’s running off somewhere. probably to plan the kidnapping

alone again, huh Kurogiri

he’s so cute lol

he’s looking at the photo of Izuku that Tomura conveniently left sitting on the counter, and mentally summarizing who Izuku is and what his most notable accomplishments are. because this is lowkey a clip show filler episode to ease people into the anime’s third season. but it’s pretty well done though

and now we’re cutting to Deku’s apartment, and he’s narrating about how they’ve finished their first semester at U.A. and have now started their summer vacation!

au contraire, Deku. this episode begs to differ

so he’s continuing his workouts to prepare for the upcoming training camp

I’m sure that camp is going to go great, by the way

and now we’re getting a flashback to that video of All Might rescuing people. the one that baby Deku loved so much

and he’s thinking about how All Might gave him his power. you know. just to remind anyone who’s only just now tuning in, for whatever reason. and they’re like “what is this weird show and who is this green-haired person who gives me weird Tsuna vibes”

and then the doorbell rings, cutting into his reverie!

and LOOK WHO IT IS

how do you guys know where Deku lives. and you do know that Bakugou also lives just like the next block over, yes? I mean. since you’re here and all

no one would ever do this, by the way. wear a long-sleeved black button-down shirt in Tokyo in August, I mean. but also, no one would just randomly visit someone’s house just to ring the doorbell and invite them to go someplace when they could have just texted them instead

but that is indeed what they are doing! they have come to invite Deku to go with them to the school pool! for training. wink

and now we’re cutting to Vlad and Aizawa as they plan the training camp

but before that, Vlad has a favor he’d like to ask Aizawa

“all twenty of them. in detail. but also, like, don’t take too long, though. just maybe kind of summarize it and give me a presentation that’s roughly, let’s say, about two minutes long”

and Aizawa just agrees. just rolls with it with no hesitation at all

and starts rattling off his students in alphabetical order

meanwhile my mind starts wandering and I start to wonder if Horikoshi intentionally planned it so that Izuku would come directly after Katsuki in an alphabetical list of the class 1-A kids. or if that was just a coincidence. he puts so much thought into the names that I wonder if he rejected any last names that started with an H or a P or a B just so he could do this

anyway now Aizawa is done. it actually took two and a half minutes

obviously there’s no time for that, Aizawa!!

lol and he’s interrupted by Deku, Kami, and Mineta barging in and asking if their request to use the pool was approved

you mean to tell me you guys dragged Deku all the way here and you didn’t even know if it was okayed or not

thankfully, Aizawa says that the school did indeed approve them to use the pool until 5pm

[shifty eyes] yep. endurance training. you know us. fuckin’ love to endure. and train. yessirree

there is no way he actually bought that even for a second, right?

but anyways, he’s telling them to do their best

he probably doesn’t actually care. or he just bought it because Deku was there, which of course was Kami and Mineta’s plan the whole time

and now we’re cutting to the pool, and sweet, innocent Deku genuinely believes they’ve really come here to train. “what a great idea, Mineta!”

he’s also excited because since they’re at school they can also use their quirks

which yeah, I forgot that would normally be forbidden at the ocean or at a municipal pool or whatever. for reasons which will later become apparent in this very episode

anyways, so Kami and Mineta are all, “[shifty eyes] [snrrk] that’s right! PLUS ULTRA”

I fucking love how Deku is just the ultimate rube here

meanwhile Kaminari is telepathically communicating to Mineta that inviting “the diligent Midoriya” was a good call. he really does lend legitimacy to the whole operation

Mineta is telepathically communicating back that if it had just been the two of them, they might not have gotten permission

wow they’re actually having a whole damn conversation in this manner

so now Kaminari (still via telepathy) is asking “by the way, there’s no problem with that, is there?” and Mineta is all “nah I overheard all the girls saying they were gonna meet up at the school pool over the summer break”

except he doesn’t get to the point right away, and we actually see a cute flashback scene with the girls all talking about how the school said they were supposed to refrain from taking any long trips over the summer

meaning that poor Momo had to cancel her vacation plans

sorry Momo, instead you’re just going to have to settle for being attacked by a monster with chainsaw hands, and saving Bakugou’s life. when life gives you lemons

and then they go on to plan the meetup at the pool

and there’s a scene of Mineta and Kaminari fantasizing about the girls in their cute swimsuits. but it’s tainted by Mineta’s perverted aura

and now the two of them are running down the hall heading for their paradise

ONLY TO FIND

oh right, this was the episode when I realized that Iida Tenya and Ryuugazaki Rei = maybe the same person?? I don’t know, what do you guys think. it’s just a theory

anyway so all these cuties are also here

hey hey hey indeed

because it’s The Pool Episode, Mineta. listen, we’re going to see Todoroki without a shirt. whether you like it or not

Deku says that since they were doing endurance training, he messaged everyone to see if they wanted to come

doin’ god’s work there, Deku

and like, we already knew this, guys, but Iida Tenya is fucking ripped. like, he is built. he is SOLID

I’m just saying

now Kaminari is clutching a fist woefully and saying that Deku is too diligent

but Mineta is telling him to calm down and that the girls are still here too

and they are!

hey ladies

anyway so Kaminari is annoyed that they’re not wearing bikinis, but it’s still good enough for Mineta

I don’t know why I’m detailing their antics, but I mean they are responsible for getting us here in their own roundabout way, so

anyway, now this towering Muscle God is coming up to them and congratulating them

it’s like his arms are made of Cotati metal fibers

and now he’s cheerfully lugging them off to come exercise with them

oh wow we’re doing the commercial break thing. so we’re already halfway through the episode. how bout that

so the girls are splashing around with a beach ball and having a blast, and it’s very cute

meanwhile the boys are taking a 15-minute break, and Kami and Mineta are lying on the ground already exhausted

and Iida is opening up a cooler full of orange juice

Kami is bitterly asking why Mineta applied to use the pool for endurance training when they could have gotten permission to use it for sunbathing like the girls did

meanwhile poor Aoyama is shivering and clutching his stomach, having apparently overworked himself

so my takeaway from this though is that his navel laser is waterproof. technology is so cool

Iida’s walking over to Deku and handing him a drink, and now Iida is getting all reflective on how far their friendship has come

which is of course a means of segueing to more flashbacks (of the U.A. entrance exam, and their first battle training exercise at Ground Beta)

and then at the end of all that reminiscing, Kacchan decides to make his grand entrance!

and of course since this is a filler, full Flanderization is in effect, and he’s pretty much immediately establishing his personality as Hates Everyone But Especially Deku by stomping over towards Deku like he wants to fight him for basically no reason

but thankfully this guy’s here too

and of course, Kiri’s own Flanderized personality is basically just The Bakugou Whisperer

Bakugou is all “HEY SHITTY DEKU YOU WANNA SETTLE OUR SCORE RIGHT NOW” lmao

and Deku is all “eh heh, no thanks”

BUT!

Iida Tenya has other ideas!

and now he’s raising his hand high into the air and loudly asking if the other guys want to see which one of them can swim 50 meters the fastest

yesssss Iida. somebody realizes he’s in a filler episode! time to get our pointless competition on!!

and now the music is picking up and the other guys are like “YEAH! THAT’S A GOOD IDEA!”

and the girls are volunteering to help as well! because Momo also realizes she’s in a filler!

Ojiro does not realize he’s in a filler, apparently, if he’s asking a stupid question like this

no, Ojiro, you’re just going to spend the rest of the episode swimming like normal people. pssh. as if. who tf would watch a whole anime just about a bunch of hot guys swimming. who would watch three whole seasons of that. who would watch three seasons and four movies of that. god, Ojiro

anyway, Iida is like, yes, duh, quirks

Bakugou is grinning and stomping over to Deku and he’s all “I’LL CRUSH YOU, DEKU.” because you know Bakugou. all day long, he’s just, “gotta crush that Deku!” all day erryday

oh wait, and we can’t forget about that other guy too

“why am I involved in this, I was just sitting here quietly”

so now that we’ve established how Bakugou wants to crush everyone, we’re cutting to our first race!

and it’s Mineta, Tokoyami, Kouda, Bakugou, and Kaminari

Momo’s telling them to take their marks

and of course, as soon as she blows her whistle, Bakugou activates his quirk and just blasts off to the other side

Kiri and Sero are all WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘HOW WAS THAT’, YOU DIDN’T EVEN SWIM

and Bakugou is all

which is honestly the best joke of the entire episode ngl

so then next are Satou, Kirishima, Sero, Aoyama, and Todoroki

and given what we just saw from Bakugou, it’s pretty obvious what’s about to happen here

thank you filler gods

and then Iida, Deku, Ojiro, and Shouji

and by this point you have to figure that Shouji and Ojiro already know they’re screwed

amazingly, even though Iida activates Recipro, Deku still somehow beats him to the other side. we’ll all agree this is blatantly impossible and that Iida for whatever reason just let him win. Iida would have already been at the other side of the pool before Deku could even fucking say the words “full cowl”

and now Todoroki is watching Deku help Iida out of the pool, and he’s flashing back to the sports festival when Deku broke all of his fingers in the name of love and friendship

lol and Iida’s flashing back to all that Hero Killer arc stuff

it’s so dramatic. you’re at the fucking pool guys. calm the fuck down

then for some reason we briefly cut over to the police station where Naomasa is showing All Might a slideshow of stuff that he already knows, and summing up the rest of the League of Villains’ activities up to this point

and now we’re back at the pool where the three main char -- I mean, the winners of the previous three heats, Deku, Bakugou, and Todoroki, are going to race each other for first place

and Bakugou’s telling Todo not to hold back like he did at the sports festival! and Deku too!

and they’re all lining up! and their squads are cheering them on!

baby~ this is what you came for~

and Iida blows the whistle, and they all leap into the air -- !

BUT THEN

oh my god I forgot about this part

I’m laughing so hard

and everyone is all WHAAAA

and Sero is holding up his hands in confusion and he’s all “their quirks were erased?”, as though it’s a complete and utter mystery how something like that could ever possibly happen!

and then this mofo walks in announcing that it’s now 5pm

and he’s telling them all to go home

they’re starting to argue with him that they just got to the good part

but Aizawa is all

and they’re all “LOL NOPE”

so then we cut to Bakugou and Kirishima walking home, and Bakugou is complaining about how Aizawa stopped the race

and he’s thinking that he won’t lose to Todoroki and Deku

and meanwhile Deku is standing on Dagobah beach, and All Might walks up to him

and there are a few more quick flashbacks about One for All being passed down to Deku, blah blah blah

and then All Might is all “Midoriya-shounen, the training camp will be tough,” which may just be the most hilarious understatement of all time

and that’s it! that’s the episode!

I gotta say, even with it basically being just an excuse for flashbacks, I still enjoyed this ep even on the second go-around. this should be a template for all future BnHA anime filler. just have all the class 1-A kids hanging around doing stupid stuff. that’s it. I’m easy to please lol

#bnha #boku no hero academia #midoriya izuku #kaminari denki #iida tenya #bakugou katsuki #pretty much everyone from class a tbh #makeste reads bnha #makeste watches bnha #filler bakugou's life is basically just greentext of >be me >gotta crush deku #just on repeat #is it weird that I find it really endearing #you get that bread filler bakugou

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craftyshipper · 6 years ago

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Support III

The sounds of fists slamming into a punching bag echoed throughout the room. Sweat glistened over the scar that had marred his face for the last ten years. It hadn't bothered him in such a long time, but right now, it fucking hurt.

With a roar of frustration ice swirled around his right hand as he punched the bag a final time, sending it spilling open and all over the floor of the gym.

Panting, he fell to his butt before laying back on the mat, his breaths coming in uneven gasps, his knees bent upwards.

He was so unnerved from what happened just yesterday that he hadn't spoken to anyone since. Not Midoriya, or Iida. Not even Momo, even when she desperately tried to get his attention. The texts and phone calls only soured his mood.

He loved Momo for the saint she was, but the way she kept pestering him only enraged him. He needed his space and right now, nobody was giving it to him. The media had gotten wind of what happened and they were lined up outside the school and at his fathers place demanding to know more details.

Groaning in frustration, he didn't hear the door of the gym open and close. Only the sound of footsteps caught his attention and he gave an exasperated sigh before sitting up.

He should have known she would come looking for him. She has become his best friend over the last six months and he couldn't be more than grateful for her caring friendship towards him. But now was not the time.

"Shouto?"

He remained silent, afraid that if he spoke, he would snap at her.

"Would you please talk to me?" The pleading tone in her voice made his heart ache but how was he supposed to talk to anyone when he wasn't even able to sort out the thoughts in his own head.

"Please just leave me alone." His tone was low and raspy, not the same raspy voice she had come to love.

"You've didn't show up to class today and haven't talked to anyone. Everyone is worried." She clenched a fist over her heart. "Including me."

"I just need space Momo." He stood up, moving to go grab a trash can so he could clean up the mess he had made.

"Please." Her voice stopped him. "Please don't shut me out."

His whole demeanor was reverting back to how he was when he first started at UA. Cold and quiet.

"I'm not shutting anyone out." His attempt to argue back made her flinch, his tone coming out more harsh than he intended.

"If that's the case, why are you avoiding everyone?"

"I'm not-"

"Yes you are!"

It was Shouto's turn to flinch. She had never yelled at him like that before and he had to turn to see her face. And the angry look she sent him threw him off.

"Why are you getting mad?" He glared at her.

"Because you won't let anyone help you!"

"How is anyone supposed to help me?!" He was yelling now.

Momo stepped forward, not backing down and refusing to leave him alone.

"Talking usually helps." Her words did little to make him feel better.

"What's there to talk about? Everyone across the country knows." Aggravated, he turned away from her, refusing to show her the emotions that he felt welling up inside of him. "I find out my brother, who had run away from home years ago, has become a villain who attacked my friends and kidnapped one of our classmates. The brother I never got a chance to really know. The brother my family thought was dead-" He sucked in a breath when a pair of soft feminine arms wrapped around his middle from behind, squeezing him tightly.

"You don't have to deal with this on your own." Her voice was so soft and urgent and Shouto didn’t like the way it made his throat tight.

"I didn't even recognize him." Momo gave a sad frown at the crack in his voice. "His appearance has changed so much from how I knew him."

"It's not your fault." She hugged him tighter.

"There's so many thoughts and questions going through my mind..." Taking a deep breath he paused, trying calm himself. "I don't know what to do with them all."

"Your friends want to help you." Momo encouraged. "I want to help you. But we can't if you don't let us."

"Why would they want to help someone whose brother participated in sending half of them to the hospital?"

The words that were whispered in his broken tone made Momo realize that Shouto truly believed he should be hated. That their classmates should be blaming him for what his brother had done. That by association, Shouto was just as guilty.

"Do you really think they would blame you?" Momo released him and moved around him so she could see his face. "Do you honestly think they are capable of something like that?"

"The teachers already suspect a traitor." He looked off to the side. "I'd be an easy target to blame."

Momo reached out and placed her hands on his cheeks and forced his dual colored gaze to met her own dark ones. Before she could speak, a sudden wetness on her right thumb gave her pause. Quickly wiping away his tear without comment she pulled her thoughts together.

"None of us blame you or suspect you of anything, okay?" When he tried to look away from her again, she held his head steady. "We're all worried about you, even Bakugo." She smiled. "Your friends are here for you, so don't doubt that, please?"

Taking an unsteady inhale of air, Shouto gave a hesitant nod. With a sad smile, Momo wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug that he found more comforting than he thought he would have.

"Besides, you always have me." From her tone, he knew she was smiling. "And that's never going to change."

When they pulled away, Momo gave him a sincere smile as he wiped his hands down his face.

“Come on.” She urged. “I’ll help you clean this up.”

Shouto looked at the busted bag guiltily before letting out a sigh. “I guess I went overboard.” He said as he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

“Don’t worry about it.”

Momo lifted her shirt which made Shouto look away to give her privacy, as she created two brooms and dustpans. She handed one set to him and grabbed the other for herself.

“Thank you.” He muttered as he began sweeping up the sand that had spilled out onto the floor.

She smiled softly and began cleaning up the other half of the floor, carefully making sure she got most of the grains before continuously dumping it into the trash can. With their teamwork, they were able to get the area cleaned up within half an hour and Shouto was more than grateful for her help.

Once Momo put the trash can back in its original spot, she made a mental note to have Aizawa help them toss it out later. When she glanced back to her friend who had a distant look on his face. He truly looked lost, anyone who could ever blame him for being the traitor was an idiot. Frowning, she stepped closer to him and took his hand in hers.

“Are you alright?”

“Not really.”

Before she got the chance to speak, the door to the gym opened up. Aizawa stepped in, a serious look on his face. Shouto felt the female beside him squeeze his hand, but it did little to comfort him from what he knew what was coming.

“Todoroki.” The eraser hero addressed him. “I think it’s time we have a chat.”

“Mr. Aizawa-”

“Yaoyorozu, please return to the dorms.” His tone left no room for argument but that didn’t deter her from trying.

“But sir-”

“Now.” Aizawa passed a bored look to her. “He’s not in trouble, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

That seemed to calm her for the moment, so she turned her attention back to the fire and ice user.

“Shouto?” The question was implied in her voice.

“Go ahead, it’s okay.”

Still hesitant, she hugged him one final time before heading to the door. Even if she didn’t want to leave him, she knew Aizawa wouldn’t allow her to stay. This was something they needed to discuss privately but it still didn’t take away her unease.

“Come find me when you’re done okay?”

“I will.” Shouto replied. “Thank you.” His voice grew soft at those last spoken words and she wanted nothing more than to go back and wrap him in her arms and never let anything hurt him again.

She just hoped that when shit hit the fan, that Shouto wouldn't be caught in the crossfire. That villain may be his brother, but if he ever came after Shouto, nothing could stop her from doing everything she could to protect him.

__________

Guilty. I am a fan of the “Dabi is a Todoroki theory” so I had to throw this in here :)

#todomomo #shouto and momo #todoroki and yaoyorozu #craftyshipper fanfiction

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patchworkdabi614 · 6 years ago

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So Many Clues as to How Dabi is Touya Todoroki in Chapter 190/191! (My Thoughts and Opinion)

I feel like this scene is so important to the ‘Dabi is Touya’ theory but all I have seen about it is that ‘Dabi calls Endeavor by his full name so that must mean he’s Touya!’

Yes I believe that is a major part. That him calling Endeavor by his full name just as he did Shouto has a huge meaning, but compared to all the other hints in this scene that’s just a small tip of the iceberg and I’m so shocked I’ve only found maybe one other person that vaguely has brought this up besides me. So I figured I’d write this and give my opinion on this scene and how it proves almost 100% that this is Touya if I’m correct.

As we know Hawks was supposed to bring a somewhat strong hero to a warehouse to fight a Nomu Dabi would provide, but when finding out Hawks is bringing the number one hero, Endeavor, Dabi gets his most powerful Nomu and sends it out into the middle of the city to attack him a day ahead of schedule.

Now if you think about it, Dabi has always been the guy who follows through with the plans no matter what and is set on the goal, with no regards to what gets in his way. He’s never abandoned his task or lost control of his cool or got side tracked while completing a task. So why now? I get the hero was stronger so he got a stronger Nomu. I can understand that change in the plans. It was inevitable once Hawk changed his side and got the #1 hero so naturally, Dabi would get a stronger Nomu... BUT why attack in the middle of the city A WHOLE DAY before the actual plan?

Then if you read at the end of the chapter, Dabi recalls a hero he had taken out and his last words to him were ‘Did you ever stop to think how the Families may feel?’ To which Dabi exclaims he thought so hard about it, it made him go crazy.

I think after finding out Hawks was bringing Endeavor all Dabi could think about was what that hero had said, and how abusive his father was to him, his mother and his siblings. All he could think about was how he felt being in the household of the #2 hero. And he couldn’t control the rage and anger that came with those thoughts. So he got the strongest Nomu and couldn’t wait, he lost it and sent it after Endeavor right away.

Also, when Endeavor is struggling and severely weakened, Dabi comes out and insists he wants to ‘talk’ to Endeavor and calls him by his full name. I truly believe Dabi was going to drop the bomb shell on them that he was Touya. I mean... come on, think about it... what better timing?! The news have cameras everywhere reporting and showing the scene, everyone is watching everywhere, Endeavor has just become the #1 hero and what do the league of villains want to do? Destroy societies trust and view on the hero’s. So what better than this opportunity? What would the world think to find out their #1 hero relentlessly abused his family over and over to the point where the oldest disappeared and ended up becoming such a huge criminal for the league of villains? And to not even recognize your son?! Does that sound like a ‘hero’ to you? Dabi had EVERYTHING to gain and had the PERFECT opportunity to show who he was.

Also, when he puts up the huge wall of flames you see Eraserhead say that even he thought that was a bold move and what was Dabi trying to achieve with it? I don’t think that huge wall of flames had anything to do with Dabi engaging in battle. I think he did it to show his father how strong he was. To show him that the child he deemed a ‘Failure’ and ‘Worthless’ had come this far, caused this much trouble, and had THIS much power. He was literally throwing it in Endeavors face especially when he makes the remark to Hawks to relax because he couldn’t possibly be strong enough to take out the top two strongest hero’s himself. I feel like that as well had an underline meaning. I feel like he was mocking Endeavors own words. Being called ‘useless’ and a ‘Failure’ so much by his father he was basically saying ‘oh how could I possibly be strong enough to kill you guys, remember I’m just a WORTHLESS FAILURE.’ So he makes this huge flame wall as a show of power, makes this statement in mockery, and then insists on having a little chat while saying Endeavors full name. I 100% believe he was going to drop the bomb on them.

BUT what happens? Before he can, another hero comes in and interupts. So he’s forced to leave but tells Endeavor they will have another opportunity to talk. Which meant he still had things to say so beware he would be back to have this little chat. And he also tells Endeavor to go break a leg but basically not to go get himself killed. Which what I took from that was he was telling him he better stay alive so they could have this talk of his and possibly because no one else deserved to kill Endeavor but him.

Also, I haven’t finished all the chapters of MHA yet but I’ve jumped around and read a lot of Dabi’s scenes (because i adore him!) and what I’ve gotten so far is Dabi is very cool and collected when he fights. That ‘I don’t give a fuck. I’m gonna kill you and get this over with’ kinda attitude. But in the scene with Endeavor he looks so enraged, like he really did go crazy. This part I might be wrong about. I can’t positively remember if he kept his cool in every other situation and even though I’ve read a lot of the Dabi scenes out there, I know I’m still not caught up with a few so maybe he does act wild and enraged normally in fights... but I just felt like his rage in this scene was for the fact that he is Touya and his father stirs a hatred in him so deep and strong he couldn’t control himself. ‘It made him go crazy.’ As he put it.

Honestly, I might really just be analyzing everything too deeply. Maybe he wasn’t going to talk about that at all and it was something else completely. But I honestly feel like there are just so many red flags here that show Dabi is Touya. Like I’m so convinced at this point that I’ll have major trust issues with this series if it comes out that Dabi is not Touya. I’m so attached to his character as Touya that I’ll be blown away, so shocked that the author trolled us so hard, and I will be throwing in the towel and calling it a series lol

Does anyone else have any thoughts on this? Like when you read this chapter did any of this stand out to you as well or did you not really get any of this from it besides him calling Endeavor by his full name? I can’t be the only one that read so much into this scene am I? Lol

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