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Unus Annus Day 310: but out of context
Check out some struvite crystals found in a lab's urine sample today.
A Bumpy Ride
PAIRING: Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader
WC: 2742
SYNOPSIS: First, your dinner plans get cancelled, then a villain attacks your train ride home. God, today kinda sucks.
WARNINGS: Villain attack, violence, swearing (bakugo is there so i feel like that’s a given, but i’ll put it anyways), Mentions of injury/slight gore, simp midoriya (what’s new).
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You stood on the 6 o’clock train with your left hand clutching the handle that hung from the ceiling. As it was the evening train, there were only about 8 people in your vicinity. The floor rattled under your feet with the turns, and each body shifted with its strong movements. You pulled your phone out, and read the messages with a smitten smile. (you’re such a sucker for him.)
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Izuku <3
Sorry I can’t make it to dinner tonight, but I’ll be home as soon as possible! Wait up for me, I’ll grab takeout on the way home from patrol. :)
Thanks izu <3, I'm on the train home from work right now, and I’m gonna stop for cat food. Do you want me to grab anything for you from the market?
Stop distracting him, you shithead extra
heyyy katsuki :))
Die
no u
Sorry N/N!! Kacchan got my phone again. I have to go, but stay up, I will make it worth your while ;) !! I love you!
haha I love you too, stay safe izu.
Stay safe yourself, N/N :)
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Things between you and Izuku have been going strong for about two years now. It was honestly wonderful. He always made sure to make extra time for you, especially when plans got canceled because of emergencies like this one. Dating as a hero can be difficult, but he makes sure that you’re aware how much of a priority you are to him.
He had gotten called in as extra force on patrol due to recent rumors of a large villain attack. So, he had to begrudgingly cancel your dinner plans.
You and Izuku met waaayy back when you both attended UA. You were not really cut out for hero work, but your affinity for technology allowed you to make top of the line gadgets for them! The support course was where Midoriya spoke to you for the first time. He stuttered over himself to ask if you could repair a piece of his suit. It was all uphill from there. Now, you help build tools, gadgets and suits working as a mechanic for a hero agency in downtown Tokyo.
Both of you working at nearby hero agencies definitely has its perks. Oftentimes, you see each other on the job, you almost always have a ride to work, and can sympathize with each other's work problems. Izuku values you like the Earth values the sun. fan behavior tbh. He couldn’t imagine a world without you in it, and each day he strives to treat you right. Such a softie.
So here you stood, adjusting your grip on the train handle and on your way to the market. You had a single earbud in and you were blasting music, tapping your finger to the beat. You scrolled through social media trying to pass the time, when the train suddenly jostled and the lights flickered. Your head snapped up and your grip tightened onto the handle. People began to frantically murmur and the emergency lights flashed on.
Uh. what the hell?
The train heavily shook once more.
Shit! What is that? An Earthquake?!
Unfortunately, your question was answered. On the outside of the train was a large tentacle that wrapped itself around the train car you were inside of. People began screaming, shaking and crying as the car of your train was disconnected from the track. You pulled up Izuku’s contact as the train was jostled around.
Calling Izuku <3….. Call Declined.
You know keeps his phone off whenever he’s on patrol, but hell it’s worth a shot.
Calling Izuku <3….. Call Declined.
‘Shit. Come on Izuku. I need you right now.’
Calling Katsuki…..
‘Come on Come on Come on.’
Accepted.
“What the hell are-”
“Katsuki! There’s a villain on th- AH SHIT”
The villain turned the car on its side, and people began to grip their seats, handles or poles in order to stop themselves from sliding down to the bottom. You held dangling from the handle and propped your legs against the car’s ceiling in order to become steady. You heard one of the children on the train begin to cry.
“What? Hell, hang on Y/N. We will get you out of there. DEKU!”
“Katsuki, I need- AH!”
The handle couldn’t hold the weight of your suspended body and tore from the ceiling. You dropped your phone somewhere and fell to the bottom of the car. You spun around midair so it was your back that slammed against the metal door, taking the brute of the fall. However, that didn’t stop you from hitting your head against the small window at the top, shattering it, but not breaking through.
With vertigo clouding your senses, you tried to sit up, but the shaking of the train car made it near impossible. Your eyes shook and your head pounded. You felt a stickiness cover your fingers and clump your hair together.
Damn. I was having a good hair day too. What a bummer. Oh also the fact the train is IN THE FUCKING AIR RIGHT NOW.
The villain peered inside of the window. He observed each of his victims meticulously, and with a curl of his lip, he began to shake the train once more, causing you to smack against the ceiling and land on your forearms with a groan. Tomorrow is going to hurt.
This was the first good look you got at the villain. He was someone you’d never seen before, skinny, very tall, a mess of dirty red hair sat on his head and eyes that pierced red and induced fear in whoever fell under their gaze. He was scarred up and he had a sadistic smile on his face. Oh, he also had eight MASSIVE black tentacles sprouted from his sides.
The other members of the train lay strewn about on the seats. Two teenage boys were flopped over the seats, the metal arm resting uncomfortably under one’s torso. The younger girl who was with them was clutching her knees as tears streamed down her face. C’mon man. They’re just kids.Two middle aged women held onto each other on the floor of the train. An older gentleman who sat next to his wife reached his arm out to help you. He opened his mouth but before he could speak, the villain began his monologue. ugh.
“Each of you represents something more than what you are.”
Oh brother.
“Today you symbolize the faults of the beloved, pathetic heroes in our city.”
Your head throbbed and you sat up, pressing yourself against the wall. You closed your eyes as you involuntarily listened to this asshole rant.
“The heroes failed me time and again. And today, they will fail you.”
“Please sir, I-I have grandchildren at home.” The elderly man quivered.
“I don’t believe I care. You have the ability to be much more significant to me.”
His tentacles moved so he was right outside the door you were leaning on. You tried to ignore your probably concussed pounding head and swiftly slid away from the door as he ripped it off of the car.
“Hello, dear,” The villain said to the little girl as she quivered. She looked up at him. Her brother stepped in front of her. “You know, I always wanted children. However, I was unable to after your pathetic heroes failed to save me, leaving me mutilated and ugly.” He motioned to a scar on his face.
“Maybe you can’t get a girlfriend because you trap innocent people on trains. Leave my sister alone. She’s just a kid.” The aforementioned teenager only looked about 14. However, he shakily stood in front of her and put his arm out. “She didn’t do anything wrong!”
Awe. He’s kinda like young Izuku.
The villain glared daggers as his face morphed into a look of disgust. One of his tentacles moved to violently grab at the boy.
“Oy!” You yelled. “Pick on someone your own size you Ursula knock off.” His head snapped in your direction.
“Tch.” He reached towards you and grabbed your lanyard around your neck that held your keys. “Of course.” He motioned to the logo of your hero agency. “The mouthy ones always work for scum.”
One of his slimy black tentacles slid towards you and wrapped itself around your neck, lifting you off the ground. You choked out a gasp and your hands clawed at the appendage in a futile attempt to get free.
Black spotted around your vision.
“Awe. Not so mouthy now, are you sweetheart?”
You felt the pressure from the tentacle stopping air from flowing through and your arms slowly began to give up, falling as you lost consciousness.
Fuck, help.
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“OY!” Katsuki said, jogging to catch up with the green themed hero. He looked at his phone and saw the call with Y/N.
L/N Y/N……. Call Disconnected.
“Shit.”
“What-“
“No time, Y/N’s in danger.”
Their earpieces went off simultaneously.
bzz. “Villain with an octopus quirk currently attacking the 6:00 PM Train in Tokyo.” bzz.
‘No.’ Midoriya thought. He immediately began running towards the scene, Bakugo following close behind.
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Green lightning surrounded Deku as he pounced from building to building, begging time to slow down enough for him to catch up to you.
He continued on his way, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios about your state. Landing on the rooftop across from the train tracks, he was about to jump right in, when a thick glove grabbed his shoulder.
“Keep your head on straight, or you will be taken off this, Deku.” Bakugo said.
Izuku didn’t say anything.
“We will get her out of there, but you need to stay level headed or more people will get hurt, including her. Don’t be an idiot.”
He reluctantly nods in response. He knows Bakugo is right, he just can’t seem to push down the anxiety that this situation is causing. He took a breath, pushed back his hair, and assessed the situation in front of him.
The villain stood in the middle of the train car with a few of his long tentacles harshly grasping onto the outside of the train and pressed against a nearby building to hold it steady above the tracks. The man was inside, bending over to speak to a quivering little girl, and you! You were sitting on the ground with your head back against a wall.
“We have to get that train car stabilized. If we go in and take him down it will fall with the civilians still inside.” Bakugo said, crossing his arms.
The young boy stepped in front of the little girl and held out a protective arm in front of her and said something that the heroes couldn’t make out.
“I’m not sure how we’re supposed to do that, we are already so short handed.” Izuku said. “I think our best bet is to get the civilians out first. They’re the priority.”
Bakugo glares in Deku’s direction.
“If we screw up, the train falls and kills those people and potentially hurts more. Wait for backup.” He says.
Midoriya clenches his fists, but agrees. That is, until the villain wraps his tentacle around your throat.
“Y/N!” Izuku watches as the color slips from your cheeks and your arms go limp. Bakugo’s eyes go wide, and he doesn’t stop Deku from jumping in your direction. But Midoriya would never risk your life. So his eyes dart around the scene and he shifts his direction to the ground directly underneath the train car. He calculates his timing, and pulls back his fist. He directs his arm at the large slimy tentacle that was propping the car up from the ground, and with green lightning and a resolved “SMASH!”, he hit the tentacle.
Immediately after the stabilization of the train car had been tampered with, Deku shot up in the air to meet it. He flattened his palms against the bottom, and albeit shakily, he softened the collision of the car enough for everyone inside to only be shaken.
After he set the car back onto the tracks, Katsuki jumped to the car.
“Well that was dangerous.” Katsuki muttered.
In retaliation to the two heroes approach, the villain wrapped two of his tentacles around the teenage passengers.
“Let the kids go, asshole.” Katsuki said, eyeing the inside of the train car for any advantage he could take over this guy.
“Ah, Pro-Hero Dynamite! What a pleasure.” Katsuki quirked (haha get it) an eyebrow, and made eye contact with him.
“Cut the bullshit. What do you want?”
He narrowed his eyes.
“Ever the conversationalist, Dynamite. I want the world to stop their baseless devotion to pathetic heroes. like you.” He spat out his words with venom. He tightened his tentacle around the torsos of the boys.
Deku slid in behind Bakugo, and tried to keep a calm, strong glare at the villain, but his eyes kept shifting to your figure. You were still unconscious on the ground. That is not good for someone who is possibly concussed.
“Tch. What do you think this will do? Villains do worse than this every day, and lose. This is baseless.”
“I will be the outlier.”
“Put the kids down.” Midoriya said.
“Ah, the number one hero. The day has come in which I will ruin the high ground that allows- why do you keep looking at her?” this villain is such an attention whore. Midoriya’s breath caught in his throat. He swallowed.
‘Dammit. My attention was split. C’mon Deku! Rookie mistake.’
“She’s the most injured. She takes precedence.”
The villain looked at Deku with a glare that shot down all of Midoriya’s efforts. He’s not buying it. In order to direct his thinking, Deku stepped forward.
“Let the civilians go, your problem is with us, not them.” He put his hands out.
The villain let out a low, psychotic laugh, invoking fear.
“The virtuous hero makes a valiant effort to sacrifice himself for their precious civilians. Tch.”
“It’s our job. Protecting them because they haven’t done anything wrong.” Dynamite said.
“I DIDNT DO ANYTHING WRONG EITHER! I had a good life. A stable job, a fiancé I made the mistake of idolizing the likes of you. But all that went away once you heroes failed to do your job.”
His grip tightened around the boys.
“Put them down now!” Katsuki reeled back, ready to throw a punch at the villain.
“No.” He pulled his tentacles tighter. “Look at this. We have an audience!” He smiled at the media outlets that were recording from a safe distance outside the train. “This will be perf-”
While he had his head turned, Katsuki jumped at the villain, taking him off guard. He hit him with a solid right hook, used his foot to launch himself off the ground, swung his leg around the villains head and kicked downward. The villain’s head hit the metal with a resounding ‘donk!’ and was reduced to unconsciousness.
That was so anticlimactic. What the hell.
You groaned as Midoriya lifted you onto his back in a piggy-back style encouraging the young girl to follow, as she luckily didn’t have any immediate injuries. Bakugo took the two boys and assisted the women off. Midoriya stood at the bottom and helped the remaining car members off the track first, and then ran you over to a paramedic.
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The next morning, you finally got dismissed by the paramedics with strict instructions of bed rest. Izuku insisted on taking care of you, and the coddling this man can do.
Since your apartment was only a couple blocks away, you had permission to walk. Izuku was not a fan of you moving in any way that can result in injury. Therefore, he held all of your belongings, from your backpack to your wallet, he didn’t want an ounce of weight for you to carry.
“How are you feeling?” He said with a tinge of pity.
“Izu, I already told you! I am just a bit sore. You heard what the doctor said, bed rest is just a precaution. I will be okay my love.” You put a hand against his face.
When you arrived at your shared apartment, he hurried to the stairs in order to help you each step of the way. He opened the door for you and help you up past the final step. You smiled and laughed a bit him.
“Oh my god! Wait Izuku.” Alarms rang off in his head and he began frantically searching you for injuries.
“What? Did I hurt you when I helped you up? I’m so sorry Y/-”
“No! Izuku nothing like that.” You grabbed his hands. “But yesterday I never got to go to the market, we still need cat food. Don’t take the train.” You lightly hit him on the chest. “Have fun!”
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A/N: Yeah, I rewatched Bullet Train again which inspired the train crash, and I feel like there’s not enough Midoriya stuff out there. I’m getting back into my bnha phase with this one but that’s okay- also guys keep your eyes peeled for a new Katsuki Bakugo x Reader series! Cant wait for this, thanks for reading! <3
Headcanon that all of the U.A. couples including erasermic go on a hugeeee vacay after they defeat AFO
In my personal opinion, all the Hargreeves siblings could be slightly gay and I would not argue. They were oppressed their entire childhood, they’re gonna explore at one point.
note for the new season: diego would look hot as fuck in an eyepatch
my headcanons for the hargreeves siblings:
luther- straight, also never bothered trying anything else bc thE MOON
diego- bi boi, he just likes b a d a s s e s
allison- straight but girls are super pretty and she’d try it out if the right one showed up
klaus- ultimate pan, also open to a poly relationship bc he rlly likes comfort cuddles
five- he’s ace, bc after all those years alone he just can’t deal with people and hasn’t ever been interested
ben- gay but he died too early to ever have fun
vanya- biromanic but in all honesty, pretty people scare her and she’d rather not
Perfect
Song🐣🎵- Quite Miss Home
Artist🤸♂️🎤- James Arthur
Warnings😳⛔- Fluff
Prompt🥺🔥- N/A
Shota and Y/N have been married since they were 18. Shota proposed when they were in their second year at UA, though they had been together since their third year of middle school. If you ask anyone they went to UA with, they would tell you Shota and Y/N were perfect for each other. Shota's quirk to cancel other quirks was parallel to Y/N's quirk to enhance the quirk of anyone they wanted. If you ever saw Shota or Y/N in the hallway, the other wasn't far to follow along with Hizashi and Shirakumo. The four were inseparable and Y/N was the glue. Shota and Y/N were both quiet but they were for different reasons. Shota was quiet because he didn't like people, but Y/N... they were quiet because they were shy. So their relationship included a lot of cuddle time and deep conversations when they were alone.
No one understands Shota like Y/N and vise versa for them. The couple graduated at 18, and married later that summer. From that moment they lived their life together with a kitten, Oboro. The couple opted to move to America where Y/N started her own agency as the number 5 hero in America. Her quirk made her one of the top heros to work with, so her hands were never empty. Though they would rather work with the police force as well as the fire department over the heros.
Everything was perfect, until Aizawa and Y/N received an offer to work at their alma mater. They both accepted, All Might was in his prime and Y/N's job listing were lessening. So the agency was put in the hands of their most trusted sidekick. The golden trio was back and better than ever. Perfect wasn't put on hold, it was simply moved... back to the halls where it started.
For 5 years both Aizawa's worked side by side, Shota as the 1-A homeroom teacher and Y/N as the 1-B home room teacher. Though when it came to performance the classes were no different. 1-A and 1-B worked side by side, they were equal in terms of power and it even sparked a light competition between the couple. Who would have a top student in the sports festival, and every year... Y/N won. There was nothing to complain about, until All Might came back to Japan. The crime rate not only increased but the amount of heroes decreased while All Might was active so LA was getting hit hard. The couple were paying close attention to the news, both locally and in the States as well because that was their home for years. It wasn't until Y/N received a phone call, from their sidekick, that they knew it was worse than the news was making it seem.
"Level up, we need you back. I know you're in Japan and we wouldn't ask unless it was urgent but Regnearo is back. They are getting away with petty thefts because we don't have the manpower. We need you boss." Sebastian wasn't one to give up so Y/N when they received a phone call at 2 in the morning they knew everything wasn't okay. Sebastian was stressed and it was obvious from the strain in his voice. Y/N had given up on sleeping and their new goal was calming Sebastian down. So they got out of bed and headed towards the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. For the next hour the two talked about the current state of America. When they finally hung up, Y/N sat at their glass dining room table. Anxiously tapping their foot, thinking about what to do. They sat for another hour before Shota stumbled through the door. "Shit! Why are you in here?" Shota wasn't expecting to find his spouse sitting in the dark, so it scared him when he turned on the light, but Y/N did answer... they didn't even turn to look at him. "Baby? Whats wrong?" Instead of touching his spouse, Shota took a seat across from Y/N like they did whenever the other needed to talk. The two sat there in silence until Y/N looked up. Tears streaming down their cheeks and eyes blood shot. "Sebastian called me." Shota simply listened as Y/N spoke, their voice cracking unintentionally. "I need to go back." That was the calmest thing Y/N said since Shota walked through the door. Any other person would lash out and question how Y/N could ask to change their entire life... but Shota knew Y/N better than he knew himself. They wouldn't have decided this if it wasn't important. "Then we'll tell Nezu tomorrow and book a flight. We can pack now." Shota was always understanding and compromised with Y/N, but they weren't asking for compromise. So they shook their head lightly, "No Shota. I'm leaving. I already booked the flight. Stay here, those students need you." This shocked Shota, everything they have ever done has been together... middle school, high school, marriage, America, and now teaching. Y/N was going to do this alone, and that killed him, but he knew that if he asked... Y/N would stay. "What about your class?" Shota didn't know how long Y/N had been up, but he knew that they had already thought threw everything before telling him. "Hopefully I won't be gone for long, but I want you to teach them. I'll change their schedules and Hizashi is always there if you need help." The tears had stopped and been replaced with a small smile on their face. A single tear slipped from Shota's eyes as his linked with his spouse. The rest of the day the couple talked and packed before Y/N borded her flight to America. For two years the Aizawa's figured out a pattern. Every day Y/N would call Aizawa before he went to sleep, and vise versa. They would talk about their day until the other fell asleep where they would stay on the phone until the other awoke. Though this worked, they missed each other dearly. Y/N heard about the new tryouts, specifically Izuku Midoriya, and how different they were. To be frank, they wanted to be a teacher again, and America was back on track so there was nothing stopping them. So they booked a flight back for a month from now. It would be the day before the sports festival.
Everything was going as planned, and the moments Y/N would receive a call where Shota was covered in bandages they wanted to rush home. But everytime, Hizashi decided against it... everything had been set and there was only two weeks left. Y/N received a call from Shota while in the airport, they could hear his class in the background. "Hey, um... Present Mic was a little too loud and now the class wants to meet you." Shota sounded tired, not mentally but physically from his students despite the fact it was still only 8AM. Y/N could help but chuckle, "Do they know?" Everyone knew Hizashi Yamada had a loud mouth, but he could keep somethings to himself so when he said no Y/N wasn't surprised. "Ok, put me on speaker." Shota did exactly that as his class quieted down. "Hi 1-A." Their voice was cheerful and full of life, completely opposite to Shota, and 1-A was loud to the point that they spoke over each other. "Hiii" "Are you and Mr. Aizawa dating?" "You sound cute" "What's your name?" "How old are you?" "Are you a hero?" "Are you a babe?" "Will you let them answer!!" Shota cut everyone off and they quickly silenced, this made Y/N laugh. "Hi. No, we aren't dating, though he is my roommate. Thank you. I'm Y/N. I'm 29. Yes. And I'm not answering that, you sound creepy." Y/N answered every question they heard with a smile though it couldn't be seen. "What is it like living with Mr. Aizawa?" Y/N thought for a moment, as a husband he was amazing, but as a roommate he could get annoying. "It's intriguing, we've been roommates since we graduated high-school. But I'm in the States right now, so I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss it." Their response was the truth, Shota was amazing. "What do you miss?" Y/N didn't have to think and neither did Shota.
The first to speak was Y/N their voice held a lot of emotions. "I'm in the kitchen while you smoke outside. You're careful not to let the smoke inside. I always tell you it's poison, but I know it helps you take the edge off the day." Shota had been smoking since they moved to America, and they hated it. It had nothing to do with the smoke, but Y/N had seen what it could do to a person. From that moment Shota promised one a day, maybe two if the work load called for it. And even in distance Shota kept his promise. Instead of smoking, the couple would visit their favorite bar, sometimes with Hizashi if he was off. "We get a drink before it's closing time. The one on high street with the blinking sign. All these memories feel poignant. I won't be there to see the snow melt away" The three had so many memories there, Shota almost forgot about that place until Y/N brought it up. The smile plastered on Shota's face scared 1-A, not because it was creepy... but because it was sincere and genuine. "Why'd you leave?" There was a moment of silence that Kaminari broke. As Y/N looked down at their plane ticket, the past year flashed through their thoughts. "I've been gone on business. I gotta make some money, I really feel the distance. And I quite miss home" America needed 'Level Up' but at this moment, they need Shota and he needs them. And maybe if Y/N asked, they might get a job, bringing perfect back to this small family. "What about you Mr. Aizawa, do you miss them?" 1-A expected him to ignore them, but he didn't. "Yeah, I miss them. I miss you telling me to leave my shoes at the door, 'cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy." Shota chuckled slightly at the memory, 1-A's eyes were the size of saucers. Their nonchalant, monotone, stoic teacher was openly showing his emotions. Y/N was simply listening, "Yeah, I quite miss home, 'Cause it feels like poetry." The first year Y/N left moved really slow, neither could fall asleep without the other company. It was like a bad drama, it rained for a week straight as if it was a metaphor. "When the rain falls down on the window while you're in my arms and we're watching the TV." All Shota could do was simply stare at his phone, your name plastered across the screen above your wedding photo. You were always the perfect spouse, you cooked for him when he got home late from patrol, and you always made sure the house was clean if Hizashi decided to make a grand entrance uninvited. You did all of this while still working longer and harder shifts than he did, you were perfect. "I smell you cooking from the living room and then I tell you that I love your food. I know it doesn't come easy, but you know it reminds me where I'm from" 1-A erupted into a bunch of 'awws' from Shota's statement. You could tell that he was in love with Y/N, it was obvious even in the eyes of 15 and 16 year olds. But, they weren't dating, so 1-A was left to assume it was one sided. "I'm in another city, I got nobody with me. And it just really hit me that I quite miss home." Y/N said one last thing before the intercom called their flight, so they muted themselves directly after. The second year they were gone, it had just become normal, but they would both be lying if they said they were sleeping comfortably.
When Y/N muted themselves, Shota took them off speaker and pressed the phone to his ear. "I gotta go baby, I'll call you later." Shota responded with a quick 'alright' knowing he couldn't respond how he wanted to. "I love you." "I do too." With that the couple hung up, Y/N boarded their flight and within 13 hours, they were back home for good. That morning was officially the sports festival, all of UA and Japan's top heroes gathered to see who was the strongest. All the heroes were gathered in the bleachers while the students were standing in rows by class in front of the stage with Shota, Hizashi, and Nemuri. She stood in front of a mic before speaking, "Good morning Japan!! And welcome to UA's annual Sports Festival. We would normally have the person who scored the highest on the entrance exam, which would be Bakugou Katsuki from class 1-A, but this year we have a special guest." The crowd erupted in cheers, this was the day that all of Japan wait for and they were curious who the guest was. On the stage Nemuri and Hizashi had wide smiles on their faces while Shota stood with his eyes closed. When the person walked on stage, everyone in the audience knew who they were, and even the students had some idea. "Hey UA, I'm the upgrade hero Level Up. God I missed this place. Here's the truth, this tournament is to see your classmates' limits and yours as well. Take this seriously, but do not lose friends over this. And always remember, go beyond... plus ultra." Shota recognized that voice, but he thought it was impossible until he heard the hero's name. When Shota opened his eyes, there his spouse stood, in all their glory boosting the next generation of heroes as they did every year while teaching 1-B. He thought he was hallucinating, all Shota could do was stare. "It's me baby, I'm back." Y/N turned around as Nemuri went back to the mic, finally speaking to their husband. At that moment, he didn't know what to do, so he picked Y/N up and refused to let them go. The couple laid in the announcing booth, Y/N on top of Shota's chest. They were jet lagged and Shota was not complaining. His whole life was back in his arms and the Aizawas were perfect again.
Song
Masterlist
mha head cannon
UA has a hero course for kids with down syndrome and autism where they have people pretend to be in trouble for them to “save”
Taking requests
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Feel free to make your requests in the Ask Box, can be for male, female, or non binary/gender neutral readers!
Nothing (moral) is off limits, and you can request headcanons as well, as mentioned.
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Taking requests
I’m officially now writing reader inserts and making headcanons for ANY fandom
Feel free to make your requests in the Ask Box, can be for male, female, or non binary/gender neutral readers!
Nothing (moral) is off limits, and you can request headcanons as well, as mentioned.
Unus Annus
Thank you for those incredible moments and laughs. Almost two hours that the clock stopped ticking. We will remember the channel for ever. Thank you again to Unus, Annus, Amy, Evan, all the guests and the editors. Goodbye. It has been a pleasure.
We were there...
Momento Mori. Unus Annus.
Things me and my friends have said as UA quotes
Luther: On a scale of one to gay how gay are you exactly?
Klaus: Yes.
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Five: You want to die bitchboy?
Klaus: Uhhhhhhhh yeah? Does 5 o’clock work?
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Klaus on the verge of tears: That’s not very cash money of you.
Things me and my friends have said as UA quotes
Luther: On a scale of one to gay how gay are you exactly?
Klaus: Yes.
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Five: You want to die bitchboy?
Klaus: Uhhhhhhhh yeah? Does 5 o’clock work?
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Klaus on the verge of tears: That’s not very cash money of you.
No one:
Klaus:
No one:
Klaus:
Howdy love! Hope your having a great day! I was wondering if you could write a fic of the reader who’s ayoyamas twin sister comforting the poor sparkly boy after he lost to mina in the U.A. Tournament. Keep up the good work!!💖💗
hey sweetheart! i had an awesome day so far, thanks :) since you didn’t specify the quirk you wanted the reader to have, i came up with something on my own, you’ll see!! hope you enjoy <3 psa: this turned out shorter than i thought, i’m sorry!!
comforting aoyama after he lost a battle
pairing: yuga aoyama x reader (platonic!! they’re twins)
word count: 710
genre: fluff, angst i think
warnings: none!
req by: @sherbert-pie (i cannot tag you)
you were never as interested in becoming a hero as your brother was, never really liking being in the spotlight, unlike yuga
even with your decided choice to not become a hero, you were always there to support your twin-brother, the U.A Tournament being no exception.
the problem being, his opponent knew of his weakness, your brother throwing himself into the fight unstrategically and overusing his quirk, resulting in him getting stomach aches, leaving room for mina to attack
you gasped when you saw his belt being destroyed by his opponents acid, eyes further widening when his pants fell in the process
you immediately raised to your feet when he was knocked out, leaving the stands in search for your brother, but it was to no avail when the security guards didn’t let you through
you opted to wait at home instead, taking a retour on the way to buy a bunch of snacks
you sympathized with him, being the one who had to often listen to him talk about how he was scared of humiliation
and also how much he wanted to make his dream come true
you just didn’t expect your otherwise sparkly brother that somehow always managed to make snarky comments, to be so.. deflated
when he got home he immediately went to his room after greeting you with a
“...hey”
you frowned, seeing him like this was not a pleasant sight
so you grabbed all the supplies you bought earlier, easily finding your way to his room, knocking twice to let him know you were entering before going in
and there he was, curled up in his bed, sulking to himself
you sighed “aw, cmon now, yuga!”
he sighed, not sparing you a glance
“please leave, y/n”
“seriously, you should know better by now that once i want to hang out you don’t get rid of me so easily” you smiled lightly, placing the bag of snacks on the ground, sitting on the end of the bed
“it wasn’t that bad, yaknow..”
“are you kidding!? i had my pants down in front of the entire school!”
he sat up, now looking at you, his red eyes a clear indication that he had been crying
“well, i know that, but i’m serious when i say it wasn’t that bad, everybody was looking at ashido, not at your underwear - plus, you were at a clear disadvantage! she knew everything about your quirk, even your weakness!”
it honestly pained you to see your brother look so bummed out, wanting his usual self back asap
when no response from him came you pulled him into a hug, something you didn’t usually do but you would tell that he needed it in this moment
his arms immediately wrapped around your waist, heaving out a sob as he started crying once again
you remained quiet, gently patting his head and letting him cry it out, not wanting to push unwanted advice onto him, you knew he could get himself back up and just needed a little support, support which you were more than willing to give
as the sun was slowly started to set so did his cries, releasing you from the hug and sitting up again to wipe his tears, your own lips tugging into a smile at him
your hand reached up, hovering above his head, sparkles releasing from your fingertips, falling over him as a little sparkle-rain, the last ones merging into a rainbow above his head
(your quirk was useless in battle, but deemed itself worthy in situations like this)
“ready to go back to being your sparkly-self?”
he laughed at your antics, slapping your hand away “shush. i indeed am - but i saw you brought snacks?”
your gaze shifted towards the bag of snacks that was still abandoned on the floor
“oh, right. i did, wanna eat while watching a series?”
he snatched the bag, already digging into it to pull out the various snacks it contained “don’t need to ask me twice-”
you scoffed, turning the tv on, browsing through the various shows the both of you started but never finished, opting for MLB
you ended up binge watching season two and three-
aoyama went to school the next day feeling even more motivated<3
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their reactions to seeing your selfharm scars for the first time
prompt: “you didn’t expect them to burst into your dorm room so suddenly.”
includes: eijirou kirishima, katsuki bakugo
word count: 1.1k
warnings: TW!!! self harm in the form of cutting, some light swearing, mention of depression, mental health struggles
a/n:!!! HEY EVERYONE !!! i owe you a big, fat, apology, which i, sadly, cannot offer you. yes, i disappeared off of tumblr for a good few months with no other excuse that my mental health had gone to shit and i couldn’t write anything good. so whilst i work on the asks that have (kind of) piled up, have these short headcannons.
eijirou kirishima
it was saturday evening
you had told your boyfriend that you were planning on staying in bed and watching netflix all evening
which you did!!
but not because you enjoyed it
you had been stuck in bed, only getting out to attend classes
no matter how desperately you wanted to meet up with your friends and hang out with them, your depression held you back.
so now you ended up in this endless loop of feeling worthless you weren’t doing anything, but having no energy to do anything
your last resort was harming yourself
it felt like the only thing in your life that you had any control over
even just remotely
you felt you needed the feeling of control, expecting to feel better after you did it
which was never the case
so here you were again, saturday evening, hunched over your sink, blood dripping down your arm into it
kirishima had said he was going to go on a party tonight, so the last thing you expected was hearing your dorm room open, shortly followed by the footsteps of eijirou approaching your bathroom
“y/n?”
you froze, frantically trying to rinse the blood away and pull your sweater down
you then turned to him, hoping you were fast enough, but judging by his face, it was far too late
“k-kiri.. i-”
you didn’t get to finish what you wanted to say - not that you had an excuse prepared anyway - because he pulled you into a hug
“i’m so sorry i didn’t realise this sooner.” was all he said before pulling away, hands on your shoulders
“will you please let me see?”
your eyes filled with tears, your heart filling with regret upon hearing the shakiness in his voice, nodding your head slightly
he then gently pulled your sleeves up, letting out a soft sigh but without wasting any more time reaching for the first aid kit, pulling out some stuff to wrap you up
you didn’t speak, too afraid to say the wrong thing in this moment
when he was done, he pulled you to your bed and laid down on it, pulling you down with him and hugging you
you finally loosened up that moment, all emotions taking over you and you proceeded to just cry into his chest
he just tightened his arms around you and let you cry it out
“i don’t know what drove you to do this, but i’m sorry i couldn’t be there for you.”
you immediately shook your head
“don’t apologise, ei. you couldn’t have known. it’s my fault for not reaching out-”
he immediately shushed you
“what we’re not going to do is blame ourselves for something that none of us could prevent, alright? what we’re going to do is work on getting you better, okay? i can’t stand seeing my baby in pain.”
you sniffled and simply nodded
you better believe he kept his word when he said he wanted to help you get better.
katsuki bakugou
unlike kirishima, katsuki actually knew that you had been struggling with depression
he just didn’t know about the selfharm part
but nonetheless, check-ups on you when you went silent for a few days weren’t rare.
today was one of those not-so-rare days, in which all you could do was wait around until the day was over
as far as you were aware, katsuki was meeting kirishima in the city today, which was why you weren’t expecting a check-up today
so, just as you were walking out of the bathroom after harming yourself again, you were surprised to hear a knock on the door
“oi, it’s katsuki. you in there, y/n?”
fuck
you were lucky you just finished cleaning up
“y-yeah! come in, kats” you proceeded to call out, sitting down on your unmade bed
he barged in, permanent scowl on his face
“i told you to open the windows every once in a while, didn’t i?”
he scoffed, opening said window, so some fresh air finally found its way inside
he then finally looked at you, furrowing his brows
“you look more tired than usual. what happened?” he asked, voice noticeably softer than before
you instantly shook your head
“nothing happened... i just didn’t get enough sleep, that’s all.”
he sighed, dropping the subject and nodding
“okay then. i’m staying the night tonight.”
“uh, excuse me? aizawa might literally kill you-”
he shrugged and laid down on the bed, hand in one hand, the other arm sprawled out
he always claimed it was just comfy but you knew it was always a silent invitation to cuddle
and you were not about to pass up that opportunity
you laid down on his arm, obviously
considering it was kinda late already, and the fact that you had been crying prior to katsuki’s arrival, you felt your eyes grow heavy nearly immediately
he was just scrolling through his instagram feed so it was silent for the most part, only chatter from the outside of your dorm sometimes audible
yes, you didn’t take long to fall asleep
also yes, katsuki was very worried - he knew something was up but he couldn’t pinpoint what exactly
he tried shrugging it off, putting his phone away and also trying to sleep
although he struggled a little, he managed to fall asleep
not for long though,
for some unexplainable reason he woke up at 4am, sighing and sitting up
he knew he would no longer be able to fall asleep again, saving himself the torture of turning 294 times in bed to no avail and grabbing his phone
before he could open any app he furrowed his brows, feeling something damp on his arm
he used the light from his phone to check
and it was blood
that had his eyes widening
he immediately looked at your sleeping form, eyes scanning over your figure until they stopped at your arm, a gasp escaping his mouth at the sight of your sleeve being covered in blood
“y/n, get up, you’re bleeding.”
he tried his best to hide how hurt he was
you peeled your eyes open, whining a little before registering what he said
“i’m what?”
“you’re bleeding.”
you immediately looked down at your arm, cursing under your breath
fuck.
he wasn’t meant to find out
especially not like this
when you didn’t make a move to get up, he sighed and pulled you out of bed himself
he dragged you to the bathroom wordlessly and pulled your stained hoodie off of you
he cleaned your wounds and patched you up
when he was finished, he pulled you into a hug
a hug
the last thing you expected
you expected everything
you expected him to yell, maybe even blow things up out of anger
but he wordlessly hugged you
“i’m sorry i wasn’t there to help you earlier.”
but he was there to help now, and he sure did.
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YOU DONT KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I THOUGHT ABOUT THIS
ok but hear me out
dave, right after his death, gets taken by the commission/the handler and THEN they wipe his memory and turn him into an assassin AND THEN he ends up, for some reason idk, in klaus’s timeline and then AND THEN
“dave?” “who the hell is dave?”
BOOM WINTER SOLDIER SHIT *sits back in chair and puts feet up on the table* you’re welcome.