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Have y’all ever thought about GymBro!Mirio ?
Warning (18+) Minors DNI
GymBro!Mirio who’d spotted you as soon as you walked through the door in your cute little Nike shorts that made your thick thighs bulge at the bottom.
GymBro!Mirio that literally pushed passed the flock of women dying for his attention, just so he could talk to you.
GymBro!Mirio that’s built like a fucking Adonis and you’d be so intimidated if he didn’t have the sweetest smile you’ve ever seen.
GymBro!Mirio who says that you don’t even need to be in the gym because your body is amazing.
GymBro!Mirio that insists on staying by your side and going through a routine that would focuses on maintaining rather than losing weight.
GymBro!Mirio that presses his body flush against yours as he corrects your stance.
GymBro!Mirio who’s large hands rests on the small of your back while he watches you complete your set.
GymBro!Mirio who stares at your ass every time you squat , amazed at the way it ripples with each motion. That shit love like water 🥴
GymBro!Mirio that insists you exchange numbers, so that he can make sure that you’re on the right track in your workout journey.
GymBro!Mirio that has you coming in three times a week just so he can spend more time with you.
GymBro!Mirio who convinces you that dieting isn’t necessary, but suggests that you add more proteins and healthy fats to your daily intake.
GymBro!Mirio that says “don’t worry about it, it’s working, you just can’t see it” when you complain about not losing weight, not realizing that your current diet is actually causing you to gain a bit more fat in your thighs and ass.
GymBro!Mirio that’s slowly becoming more and more obsessed with you. Often finding himself daydreaming about you whenever you weren’t around.
GymBro!Mirio who calls you all the time. Just “checking in like a good friend.
GymBro!Mirio who fists his cock in his hand, biting his lip, while you ramble on about your day.
GymBro!Mirio that’s so close, just from the sound of your voice because he’s so pent up. He hadn’t fucked anyone since he met you 2 months ago,
GymBro!Mirio that whimpers your name, white seed spilling onto his stomach after a ground breaking orgasm.
GymBro!Mirio that’s been a lot more touchy, always throwing an arm over your shoulder and running his fingers over your skin.
GymBro!Mirio that’s whispering in your ear, that your ass looked amazing during those squats while he hugs you from behind.
GymBro!Mirio who’s breathing down your neck, licking the shell of your ear while he grinds his hardon against your ass.
GymBro!Mirio that’s pulling inside the locker rooms and slamming you down on the bench.
GymBro!Mirio who has your hands behind your knees, holding up your thighs while he drills his cock into your cunt.
GymBro!Mirio that’s squeezing your pudgy stomach and circling your clit while he watches you cream around his dick.
GymBro!Mirio that’s moaning your name and telling you that this is the best pussy he’s ever had.
GymBro!Mirio who’s apologizing because your sweet brown cunny is milking him dry and it’s just too good to pull out.
GymBro!Mirio who’s eyes roll to the back of his head when your orgasm makes your hole clench around him, pushing him over the edge.
GymBro!Mirio that’s just coming so fucking much, painting your insides with ropes of hot sticky cum. Fucking it back into you overstimulated cunt as quickly as it spills out.
GymBro!Mirio that bends down to kiss you sweetly and tell you that you’re amazing 🥺
GymBro!Mirio who’s chuckling at your fucked out expression and the doe eyes that you give him as he caresses your cheek.
GymBro!Mirio who’s confessing that he likes you, and asks you to be his girlfriend as his cum seeps from your hole.
GymBro!Mirio that’s so excited when you say yes that he accidentally thrusts up into your overstimulated pussy when he leans down to hug you, making you squirt all over him.
GymBro!Mirio who’s eager to get you cleaned up so that you can head over to his place, where he’ll fuck you again and again.
We love GymBro!Mirio 🥴
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I am a sucker for breeding kinks... `(*∩_∩*)′
𝖞𝖊𝖘, 𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖉𝖞 | day one.
𝖋𝖙. togata mirio — breeding kink.
𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘. creampies, degradation, afab reader, hints of daddy kink, praise kink, mentions of cervix fucking and lactation kink, breast play, breeding kink, lots of dirty talk and pet names, begging, marking.
𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖑𝖊. 1,296 words.
𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗’𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊. unedited, ‘m nervous but we gotta show some appreciation to my favourite smiley boy.
kinktober masterlist.
You landed on the bed harshly, a sharp gasp leaving your lips at the sudden motion. As you looked up at your husband, Mirio, his eyes darkened with lust and his hands itching to be touching and ravaging you.
The huge bulge in his sweats caught your attention. His erection pressed against his pants, begging to be freed of it’s confinement. You knew what got him this fired up, your conversation from earlier flashing back into your head.
—
You were seated on his lap, his muscular arms wrapped around you as you were engaged in a heated makeout session. Your hands gripped his shoulders, as the sounds of the movie you were watching were drowned out by the feeling of his lips moving against yours.
“What’s got you in such a hurry, baby. You really want me that bad?”
Normally, he would’ve responded with a teasing statement. Telling you about how he always wants you or how he’s just missed you but his bold attitude was nowhere to be seen, instead a dark blush covered his face. The embarrassment making him lose his confident persona.
Mirio pulled you further into him, his bulge pressing perfectly at your entrance, causing your jaw to go slack, forming an ‘O’ shape with your lips as he leaned his head down into your chest, pressing slow kisses to the soft skin of your breasts.
“I want to try something new, I just- I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. You can say no if you want but I-” You cut off his rambling with a kiss, pressing your lips against his before pulling away and offering him an encouraging smile. “You can tell me, baby. I promise I won’t judge you.”
With a deep breath he began to tell you all about his newfound kink, every word falling out of his mouth only turning you on more, making you squeeze your thighs together in anticipation.
A breeding kink.
Something about him filling you up and painting your insides with his seed, his cock buried deep inside you as he pumps you to the brim with his cum. He liked the idea of it, the thrill and you were willing to indulge him.
“Yeah? You wanna breed me, daddy? Then do it, fuck a baby into me.”
His intense stare felt as if his eyes were tearing holes into your soul. They were darkened, filled to the brim with lust. His desire to feel your body shaking on his cock as he pounded into you, filling your pussy with his cum was overwhelming his senses. It was a euphoric daydream that he had all too often. He was finally able to make that dream come true, and it was getting really hard to hold back. You felt vulnerable underneath his lustful gaze, and the way his body loomed over yours made you feel small.
The tight grip he had on your trembling thighs kept you grounded but did no help to soothe the ache between your legs.
“Focus, princess. I don’t want you thinking about anything else but me.” You could feel his skilled fingers teasing your nipples, pinching and teasing them before taking the hardened bud into his mouth.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful. I bet you’d look even better with your tits all swollen up, leaking milk for our future kids.” Your back arches, hands tugging at his hair as he buries his face in your breasts, biting and suckling at your sensitive nipples once again.
A whine escapes your lips at the feeling of him rutting his cock against your inner thighs, his slender fingers warmed your chilled skin as he dragged them gently along your sides, trailing them to the rim of your underwear. He slipped past the barrier with ease, smirking at the way you squirmed underneath his touch. His breath fanned into the valley of your breasts as his fingers made their way to your already dripping pussy.
“You’re so wet, baby. You want me that bad, hm?” You eagerly nod, wrapping your legs around him and pulling him into you to emphasize your need. He hums at your impatience, slowly making work of his pants, letting his thick cock slap against his toned stomach. “You want it that bad, then why don’t you beg, princess. I wanna hear how much you want my cock inside you, rearranging your insides.”
He grasps his length with one hand lightly slapping it against your entrance, teasing your hole with the tip of his member. Mixing the juices of your arousal with his precum.
“Fuck me, please. I want you so bad!”
You moan out in painful pleasure as you feel his hand harshly smacking your ass. “That’s not proper begging! Try again, sweetheart.”
His low voice rumbled your chest, sending shivers down your spine. Goosebumps prickled your warm skin. His seductive, yet intense words made you unconsciously arch your back, pressing your chest into him. He growls at your movement, earning a whine from your pretty lips.
“Please, daddy! Fuck me! I wanna cum all over your cock, I need you to make me feel good.”
There it was, the one word that made him lose all of his composure. He couldn’t resist anymore— He had to touch you, he had to feel you.
he quickly lined his throbbing cock up with your entrance before pushing himself all the way in, bottoming out with a loud groan.” “Fuck! I fill you up so well don’t I, slut! You can feel me all the way up here, look at that cute bulge on your tummy. Yeah, that’s where my cock is— ngh!
You hands flew to his back, looking for some sort of purchase as his cock stretched your hole open. his thickness caused a burning sensation at your entrance, but it felt so good to be full. Digging your nails into his back, you left crescent-shaped intents in the flesh.
His movement halts as he savors the feeling of your warm walls milking and massaging his member, his cock still buried deep inside you. “Shit— you feel fucking amazing, baby. Taking my cock so good.”
He starts pumping into you at a leisurely pace but it quickly turns animalistic as his hands grip around your waist, lifting your hips up off the bed and pulling you onto his member. He matches your movements, snapping his hips up to meet yours, each harsh thrust hitting your cervix. The intensity of it made tears stream down your face but you gripped him even tighter, begging and pleading him for more.
You feel his fingers interlacing with yours, his own way of comforting you as he fucks you senseless, his thrusts not once faltering. His primal urges controlling his body as he nearly folds you in half, pushing against you harder and pounding you into the mattress.
“You gonna cum, hm. You gonna cum for me, baby?” You weakly nod your head ‘yes’, unable to utter any words. He pants into your ear, hips stuttering as he gives you one last thrust before warm spurts of his cum releases inside you. “Fuck-”
He lazily pushes his cock into you wanting to ride out his orgasm before he finally stills, leaning over to give you a chaste kiss. You wince at the feeling of him pulling out, his seed slowly seeping out of your abused hole. You feel yourself dozing off, the exhaustion of your sore body sweeping over you.
As your eyes swifly fell shut you gasp at the feeling of his cock pressing up against your entrance once again. Your eyes widening at suddenly being flipped over onto your stomach, “Did you think we were done, sweetheart? Oh no, I’m gonna fill you up until you can’t take anymore.”
New Beginnings?
So this story is inspired by gglitch1dd’s post about Small town My Hero Academia. Honestly go read her story Sweet-bee if you like Kiribaku x reader; it’s amazing! I’ve reread it so many times.
So my story is loosely inspired (I made some changes but barely) and involves an OC. After reading her post and remembering the first season of Once upon a Time, I couldn’t get the idea out of my head and decided to write it. Very much just for fun and considering continuing it; I just don’t have the ending figured out.
Mostly fluff. Let me know if there is anything; triggers or errors.
Italics are thoughts.
Enjoy!
Summary: an unknown quirk sends all of UA and some others to a small town... in an alternate reality! No memories of their real lives and no quirks. A calm, peaceful life where everything is perfect. A bit too perfect.
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A new life?
Lizelle holds Eri close under the desk as a villain rant and raves through the school’s PA system. The red feather necklace around Lizelle’s neck shake as Hawks sends his feathers throughout the building to find the villain.
Class 1A and 1B had gathered for a joint training session with most of their mentors also there to see the progress. Lizelle was there to keep watch over the students’ emotional states as they go through the course because of her quirk ‘Colourful Emotions’.
While she is Hawks’ personal assistant, she is a family friend of Present Mic and had been living with him and Aizawa since she was a teenager until she was old enough to care for herself. She had become close to the 1A class and Eri. And ever since working with Hawks, Mirko had become a good friend.
Everybody had gathered for the training session when something shook the building and a bunch of goons invaded the premises. Lizelle had grabbed Eri who was sitting with her and took cover under Present Mic’s desk while he went down from the presenter booth to join the fight. Then who they assume is the main boss started making threats over the announcement system.
Lizelle focused on the villain’s voice to hear the last part of his speech. He chuckled darkly:
“Aren’t you heroes tired of it all? Don’t you wanna live a normal life…?”
Lizelle gasped as she noticed a strange mist filling the room and everywhere else.
“… and leave the rest of us alone?”
Lizelle peeked over the over desk to notice all the heroes starting to faint. Her necklace stills and she knows it got to Hawks as well. She coughed trying to get the mist out. She heard Eri cough as well.
“Eri-berry, hold your breath.”
Both she and Eri hold their breaths but then a blinding light fills everybody’s vision before it went pitch black.
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Lizelle groaned as she slowly opened her eyes. She looked around the bedroom while reaching for her phone to shut off her alarm. She yawns, stretches and runs a brush through her long golden blonde hair before making her way out, down the stairs and into the kitchen where Hizashi Yamada otherwise known by his radio show personality, Present Mic is busy cooking breakfast.
“Morning Uncle Zashi.”
“Morning Lizzy. How did you sleep?”
“Pretty well. One thing is for sure. The bed was not the reason for Shinso’s insomnia.”
Hizashi chuckled: “Glad to hear it’s not that at least.”
She smiled as she sat down.
“Thanks for letting me stay in Hitoshi’s old room for now.”
Hizashi smiled at her from the stove: “No problem. You know you are like my own daughter. I’ll always help.”
Lizelle smiled: “Why couldn’t you be my real dad?”
“Then I would to have had you when I was 9.”
“Well you were a flirt since you were young if Aunt Nem is to be believed.”
The two laugh at that.
“Yet I met my soulmate in high school and won him over,” He pressed a hand to his heart.
“More like you didn’t leave me alone.”
The two turn to see Shouta Aizawa walk into the kitchen carrying a very sleepy Eri.
“You didn’t exactly try to get rid of me. C’mon admit it, deep down you liked me.”
Aizawa shakes his head at his husband. He put Eri adjacent to Lizelle’s left before walking to kiss Hizashi.
“Zashi, the pancakes.”
Hizashi looked over to see the pancakes starting to look a little too brown. He quickly moved the finished pancake to a plate. Lizelle smiled at the cute scene before turning her head to the tired girl rubbing her eyes.
She gave a quick tickle to the little girl’s sides: “Morning Eri-berry.”
Eri gave a small shriek of laughter. Lizelle giggled.
“Morning Uncle Shou.”
“Morning Lizzy,” he sits down adjacent to Lizelle’s right.
Hizashi places the food down and greets his daughter with a kiss to her head.
“So what is your plan for today?” Aizawa asks Lizelle as they start to eat.
Lizelle shrugs: “Explore the town, look at living places, look for a job, maybe even visit Shinso on his break.”
“Y’know, if you can’t find anything, you are more than welcome to come help me or Shouta at our jobs.”
“Thanks Uncle Zashi but I don’t see how much help I’ll be at the Sheriff or Radio station. Thanks for the offer; I’ll definitely keep it as a back up.”
“Daddy, Papa, can I show Lizzy around town?” Eri asks with her mouth full pancakes.
“Eri, swallow before you talk,” Aizawa gently said while Hizashi jokingly presses her chin up, “I don’t know.”
“Oh come one Dadzawa,” Lizelle grinned, “Eri knows the town better than me and I can keep her safe.”
Aizawa sighed but looked doubtful.
“Babe this whole town knows Eri is the sheriff’s daughter and not to mess with her. Eri will actually keep Lizelle safe, especially if the League decide to be annoying today. They know not to mess with your family,” Hizashi reasons, “Besides Lizelle is right. Eri knows the town better and this way Lizelle won’t get lost.”
Aizawa sighs again, knowing Hizashi is right and that he is fighting a losing battle.
“Fine, you can show Lizzy around.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll keep each other safe,” Lizelle gave the little girl a side squeeze.
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Eri kisses and hugs her dads goodbye.
“See you two later.” Hizashi waves.
“Be safe,” Aizawa calls after them.
“We will,” Eri giggles.
“Bye Dadzawa. Bye Papa Mic.”
“Bye girls.”
The two girls set off down the street to the right in the direction of what looked like a school. Currently mostly empty since it was Saturday. Maybe some overtime teachers or sport teams, other than that a ghost place.
“That’s my school!” Eri excitedly points.
“Oh really? Remind me what grade are you in?”
“Grade 2. Mr. Togata is my teacher.”
“Wow you’re getting big,” Lizelle squeezes Eri’s left hand.
As they turn the corner, Eri spots something that makes her squeal. Lizelle tightens her grips when she feels the little girl wants to run. Standing outside the gates are two men who turn in their direction upon hearing Eri. Seeing Eri, the two men wave. Lizelle makes sure they get safely across the street. Only then does she let the little girl run to them.
“Hi Eri!”
The tall blond picks up the girl as she happily squeals.
“Hi Mr. Togata! Hi Mr. Deku!”
The green haired man next to them gently pats Eri on the head: “Hi Eri.”
The man Eri calls Deku turns to Lizelle. He greets her with small nervous smile.
“Hi I’m Izuku Midoriya, understudy to Mayor All Might.”
Lizelle shakes his hand.
“So Deku?” She asks curiously.
He shrugged: “A mean nickname I was given when I was younger. I’m trying to put a more positive spin on it.”
Lizelle nodded in understanding: “I get that.”
The taller blond shook her hand: “Hi My name is Mirio Togata. I’m Eri’s teacher.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Lizelle. I’m a family friend of Hizashi Yamada. I just moved to town and I’m staying with them till I find a job and my own place. Eri is busy showing me around town.”
“Well welcome to Yuuie,” Mirio says with smile.
“And if you’re looking for a job just to keep busy, there is always the Midnight and Fatgum diner/bar and B&B and the library are always looking for volunteers,” Izuku suggest, “If it’s more a specific profession, Yuuie has a lot of businesses. Sure you’ll find something.”
Lizelle nods gratefully: “Thank you. I shall look into those places,” she looks to Eri, “C’mon sweetie we still got a lot to see. Maybe we can even go visit your brother if we are there on his break.”
“Yay!” Mirio gently puts her down.
She grabs Lizelle’s hand again and they continue walking down the street waving goodbye to Mirio and Izuku.
Walking across the street they pass a park and start passing some houses. About halfway Eri points out the Mayor’s House with trees surrounding it. They cross the street and tree line into the second main street where by the looks of it, is the most action. People walk up and down, doorbells constantly clinging as people enter and leave.
Eri quickly tugs Lizelle to cross to the right of the street while throwing slightly nervous looks to the biggest building on the corner of the left block.
“Everything okay Eri-berry?”
“Daddy always says to avoid that place and be careful here.”
Lizelle looks at the building. Two shops occupy it; Shigaraki’s bar and Dabi’s tattoo parlour. It’s a little rundown but otherwise okay. Lizelle can’t help the negative feeling that reaches her, making her feel on edge. The place definitely looks like trouble. Or at least definitely not the place for a little girl to be.
A man walks out of the parlour. He leans against the outside wall and lights a cigarette. She can only see the tattoos under his eyes, jaw, neck and wrists but Lizelle is positive he is probably covered in them as well as multiple piercings.
Was the flame from his lighter blue?
He pulls the cigarette from his mouth and releases a puff of smoke. Through the smoke he catches Lizelle’s eye. He looks her up and down with his piercing blue eyes before giving a nod. Lizelle gives friendly smile in return and then focuses back on helping Eri across the street.
“New plaything?” a female voice asks from the door.
Dabi turns his head to the blond girl: “Nah that Aizawa brat was with her. Unless we want the Sheriff to strangle us we better not mess with what’s his.”
“Aw, not fair,” Toga complains. Dabi simply shakes his head.
At the corner Eri points to a building on the left block behind the building on the street.
“There’s Dadzawa’s work…”
Then she points to the slightly L-shaped building diagonally in front of the Sheriff’s Station.
“… and there’s Papa Mic’s.”
Lizelle nods.
They past the Post Office, an apartment building behind a small park and past another building they reach the Midnight and Fatgum diner/bar.
“Wanna a milkshake, Eri-berry?”
Eri’s eyes sparkle as she looks up at her: “Can we?”
“Sure. C’mon let’s go in.”
The bell rings as the two enter. They walk up to the counter and Lizelle helps Eri up. A beautiful girl with long blue hair comes walking out from behind.
“Nejire!”
“There’s my little berry. Your daddy called and said I’m off babysitting duty today,” the girl turned to Lizelle, “Hi, I’m Neijre Hado, waitress and the occasional babysitter for this little angel.”
“She is also the town’s resident beauty queen,” a large man comes walking out from the kitchen, almost squatting to get through the doorways.
“And this is Taishiro Toyomitsu otherwise known as Fatgum, best cook in Yuuie,” Nejire giggled, tapping the man’s belly, “And he knows it.”
The man gives a jolly laugh.
Lizelle smiled, enjoying the wholesome energy in this place.
“I’m Lizelle, I’m new and a family friend of this little one’s family.”
“Welcome to Yuuie Miss. We hope you enjoy your stay here,” Fatgum smiles warmly.
“Thank you,” she smiles back. He feels like an uncle.
“So what can we get for you?”
“I’d like a chocolate milkshake and some fries. You Eri?”
“An apple pie and strawberry milkshake please.”
Nejire winked at the two: “You got it.”
Fatgum moves back into kitchen and Nejire cuts out a slice of apple pie for Eri. She then hands a small A6 card to Lizelle, full of numbers.
Upon Lizelle’s confused look, Nejire explains: “Numbers of the business around here. If you are ever in need of a handyman the mechanics shop is the place to call and ask for Eijiro Kirishima. That mountain of man can fix anything.”
Lizelle smirked: “Mountain, huh?”
“Well he is Fatgum’s nephew.”
“Ah, that explains it.”
Nejire giggled: “He works at the shop with his cousin Tetsutetsu and it is owned by Mei Hatsume. That girl is genius with machines and Tetsu seems like he bend steel, almost has if…”
“He is steel himself,” Lizelle gets a weird look on her face before shaking her head. She lifts the page, “The others?”
“Right. The mechanics is behind the sheriff station by the way. Right next to us is the vet/pet shelter run by Tsuyu Asui and Koji Koda. Then across from us is Ojiro’s dojo and next to that we have our Electrician Denki Kaminari. He’s good but don’t worry if he shocks himself. It happens from time to time.”
At Lizelle concerned look Nejire quickly adds: “He’s fine. He is practically Pikachu by now.”
“As long as he is not Pichu,” Lizelle shakes her head.
Nejire laughs, tipping her head: “Well…”
Shaking her head, she continues: “I’m assuming you walked past the school? And of course where the sheriff and radio station is?”
Lizelle nods: “Eri also pointed out the Mayor’s house to me. And the bar and tattoo parlour I was warned from.”
Lizelle gently pats Eri on the head.
Nejire nodded with a tight mouth: “Yeah the league… aren’t bad but they are trouble. So best to try stay away as much as you can.”
Lizelle raises and eyebrow: “The League?”
“The League of Delinquents.”
“I saw a man with tattoos and piercings smoking outside the tattoo place.”
“That’s Dabi. He seems chill, but you don’t want to piss him off. He has an affinity for arson. The one you really have to careful around is Shigaraki. He runs that place and the league. Also Toga; she’s a blonde girl with sharp teeth. She has a weird fascination for blood and sometimes gets a little stab happy. So just be careful.”
“And Shigaraki?”
Nejire shudders a little: “Trust me you’ll know. He just seems dangerous.”
Lizelle nods. Geez you guys go on about these guys like their villains.
Nejire puts back on her smile: “Anyways, we also have Rikido Sato’s bakery, Hanta Sero’s restaurant, Tamaki Amajiki’s flower shop; that’s Fatgum’s adopted son and Mirio’s Boyfriend.”
Lizelle raises her eyebrow with a smile: “Ok cute.”
Nejire giggled: “And both are my boyfriends.”
Lizelle gasped: “Lucky you! Kinda jealous. Of you and them.”
They both laugh.
“You?” Nejire bends her hand at the wrist in a silent question.
“I’m…” Lizelle snaps her fingers into a finger gun/thumbs up and peace signs.
“Ah,” Nejire nods in understanding, “Ok then there are the builders (that are behind Denki and Ojiro’s places), the library’s number, if you want to shop wood personally the lumberjack office; ask for Rumi. She is the boss and she is one the people who knows the woods the best. Mina Ashido’s hair salon, Yuga Aoyama’s Twinkling Styling Palace; it’s mostly a clothing shop but Mina, Toru Hagukure and Aoyama together are a styling dream team. They helped me with the beauty pageants. We also have the Yaoyorozu’s Properties, the gym, the Bank of Iida, the Todoroki Supermarket, and Yuuie Hospital and of course the town hall.”
Nejire juts her thumb to Eri: “Your little tour guide here knows where everything is.”
Lizelle smirks at Eri: “And why do you know everything?”
Eri giggled, finishing up her milkshake.
Nejire smiled: “Sheriff Aizawa wanted to make sure if anything happened, Eri knows all the safe places to go to.”
Lizelle nods with a small smile: “That sounds like Dadzawa.”
As the two finishes up, Lizelle pulls out her wallet. Fatgum quickly pops through the window.
“Uh uh, It’s on the house.”
“You sure?”
“Of course, especially for my favourite customer,” He winks at Eri with broad grin.
Lizelle grins: “Thanks for everything. The food was delicious. And thanks for all the info Nejire.”
The blue haired waitress waves at her as they exit.
Eri points out Ojiro’s dojo and Denki’s Electrics across the street and the vet next door to the diner. They cross the town square over to the library with a clock tower on top of the corner of the building. Across the street at the corner was Sato’s Bakery and next to it Sero’s Restaurant. Next to them was Mina’s hair salon and connected to it Aoyama’s Twinkling Styling Palace.
Lizelle giggled at the name.
Next to the library was Yaoyorozu’s Properties and on the corner Amajiki’s Flower shop.
“Wanna stop by the library real quick? I want to ask the librarian something.”
Eri nodded and the two headed in. Lizelle sighed in relief at coolness compared to beating sun outside. There was a little dark haired girl with purple eyes a few years older than Eri sitting in a dark corner reading by a low light. A dark haired man with Goth makeup came from the office behind the desk. Eri waved to him.
She gave a whispered greeting: “Hi Tokoyami.”
“Hi Eri,” He whispered back in a pretty deep voice.
Huh this man’s makeup makes him look like crow or raven. Cool.
“Hi, I’m Fumikage Tokoyami, how can I help?”
“Oh hi! I’m Lizelle, I’m new to town. I was wondering with there are any positions open here.”
Tokoyami shook his head: “Not at the moment, but if you don’t mind working part time, we always accept volunteers. On certain days we are busier, especially when exam season comes.”
Lizelle nods with a smile: “Yeah I don’t mind.”
Lizelle gives Tokoyami her contact information. Lizelle waves Eri over for them to leave. Lunch is soon if they want to make it on time for Shinso’s break. Tokoyami hands Eri an apple with small smile. The two wave goodbye. As they leave they hear Tokoyami talk to the other girl:
“Shadow, do not read by such a low light. It is not good for your eyes.”
“But I don’t like the bright light!”
Lizelle smiled as the door closes. Must be brother and sister.
Lizelle and Eri continue down the street. They stop outside Tamaki’s flower shop to smell some of the flowers outside. Lizelle looked at bouquet of white and red roses with a smile on her face. She always liked the beauty more than the smell. Mostly flowers smell like plants to her. There are very few flowers’ smells she actually likes.
Lizelle looks from smiling at Eri to through the window when she spots movement from her peripheral vision. Just in time to see an indigo haired man duck out of sight. Lizelle tilts her head to side. He peaks around but ducks back upon noticing she is still looking. Lizelle gives a small smile at the man’s shyness. She offers him small wave before ushering Eri along.
They turn right to the main street. Then a turn left to walk to the hospital. Walking in, up to the front desk, Lizelle asks if Dr. Hitoshi Shinso is on his break. The woman about to ask the reason why she wants to see him, spots Eri. She smiles and waves the two on ahead while giving directions to his office. Eri leads the way.
Knocking on the door, Lizelle hears Shinso’s tired: “Come in.”
“Hey doc, got time for lunch?”
Shinso looks up and smirks: “Hey Lizzy. Hey Eri!”
Eri runs up to him and he easily picks her.
“Yeah sure lunch. We can do that.”
The three sit down in the cafeteria.
“So you enjoying your time here so far?” Shinso asks around the bad cup of coffee.
“Oh yeah this place is great. Everyone is so friendly. Well mostly everybody.”
Shinso frowns, confused before he asks concerned: “You didn’t run in to the league did you? Dadzawa would have their heads.”
Lizelle shakes her head: “Not really. Just saw one of the members. Nothing happened.”
“Ok good. How’s the living situation?”
“Pretty good. Thanks for okaying the use of your room.”
“Sure.”
“Other than that, it is nice. But I would like my own place.”
Shinso gets a thoughtful look: “And a roommate?”
“I wouldn’t mind a roommate. Helps with rent and stuff.”
“How about...” Shinso puts down his cup, “You move in with me?”
“At your apartment?”
“Yeah the apartment building next to the Post office. I have a spare room/ loft. Also I’m barely home because of the hours at the hospital. It will be more like your apartment and I crash there.”
Lizelle giggles: “I know you can’t help it but you should stop overworking yourself.”
He shrugs: “So what do you say? Once you get a job you can start helping with rent if you want to, but you don’t need to. I make more than enough with a doctor salary. Besides I can’t help much cleaning wise and stuff, so the least I can do is pay the rent.”
Lizelle sighs: “Hitoshi I can’t expect you...”
Shinso holds up his hand: “I want to. I have no problem paying the rent but it’s going to waste because I’m barely there. So whaddya say?”
Lizelle thinks about: “I mean free place, not too far from Eri-them, nearby possible work place...”
Shinso smiled and sat up to reach into his pocket.
Lizelle looks up as she makes her decision: “Ok sure I would love to. Oh!”
She backs a little when she found keys in front of her face.
“Here are the keys to the apartment building and my flat. Go take a look at it. If your decision is completely final we can go make you a copy.”
Lizelle takes the keys and smiles gratefully at Shinso: “Thank you. I really appreciate this.”
Shinso just smirks: “It’s not a problem. You’re family. If we switched places you would have done the same.”
Lizelle nods: “True.”
When his break was over, Lizelle and Eri say goodbye and head back. They stop by the park for a bit while Eri plays with some of her friends.
Lizelle stands at the edge to watch Eri when a siren rings through the air. Lizelle jumps and looks behind her to see Aizawa climb out of the sheriff car.
“What’s with the siren?”
“Easy way to get your attention.”
Lizelle smirks: “Well you got it. Here to arrest me officer?”
Aizawa chuckles: “So how is everything?”
“Great. Eri showed me around, I have places for possible jobs and I have a place to live.”
Aizawa raises an eyebrow.
“Shinso offered me his flat because he is barely there because of his hours and the rent is technically going to waste.”
Aizawa sighs and shakes his head: “That boy works hard. Too hard sometimes. I told him he is more than welcome to stay at home. He didn’t listen.”
“Sometimes people gotta learn by bumping their own heads even when you wanna protect them.”
“Unfortunately. So his apartment?”
“Mhm. He gave me the keys to go check it out. Then we will make my own copy.”
Aizawa nods: “Alright. I can take Eri off your hands if you want.”
Lizelle shakes her head: “Nah that’s okay. I’m good with taking care of Eri for the rest of day.”
“You sure?”
Lizelle nods.
“Ok. Well I got to get back to work. Eri!”
Eri runs over with excitement. The two hug.
“I’ll see you two later tonight.”
“Bye Daddy!” “Bye Dadzawa!”
Lizelle let’s Eri play for a little while longer before they head for the apartment.
Outside parked on the street was a gold motorcycle with red wings and the words ‘Fierce Wings’ on the side. Lizelle nodded impressed before opening up the front door and letting Eri through.
At the mailboxes in the wall stand a man a couple inches taller than Lizelle with feathery blond hair. He wore a tan jacket with two red wings printed on the back, continuing onto the sleeves. Considering he was putting packages and letters into the mailboxes with a big bag slung across his body, Lizelle assumed he is the mailman and that the bike outside is his.
Lizelle started up the stairs.
“Hi Mr. Hawks,” Eri greets the man.
He turns slightly to greet her, only slightly seeing Lizelle before she disappears up the stairs.
Hawks blinks slightly before shrugging.
Eri joins Lizelle as they go to the third floor. 3A, here it is.
She unlocks the door and lets Eri in first. It was small but decently sized with a lot of woodwork. Lizelle snorted. This is very cottage-core. Too much for you, Shinso. But the rest of the apartment was more Shinso. Minimally decorated with just the basic essentials aka – does anybody even actually live here? Oh and coffee.
The place was in good condition from just a brief look, just a bit dusty and dirty, Lizelle noted. Eri showed her around while Lizelle smiled at how cute Eri was. Up the stairs were the loft and the other bedroom. Once again minimally decorated and mostly empty.
“Are you gonna stay with Toshi from now on?”
“Uh yeah, I think I am,” Lizelle sits next to her on the bed, noticing a slight twinge of sadness from Eri even though her face doesn’t say anything.
Lizelle slightly bumps shoulders: “Don’t worry; I’m still going to see you all the time. Who do you think is gonna babysit you?”
She nuzzles her nose against Eri’s playfully, grinning at Eri’s giggle, sadness gone.
The two lock up and leave, bring Shinso’s keys back for him and head home.
Seeing nobody else home yet she decides to get head start on dinner. She hears Eri watching TV and by the sound of it, it was some superhero anime. Lizelle smiles as Eri cheers for the heroes. Considering the back story of Eri, it’s no wonder she has a great love for heroes. Lizelle growled slightly, thinking of Eri’s past. If I ever get my hands on that abusive foster father of hers... Thank goodness Mirio had noticed the signs of something wrong at her house; first the wounds on her arms, explained away by saying she’s reckless and clumsy even though Eri was the gentlest and most careful of all the kids in his class; and second Eri’s hesitancy to go home. Mirio got Izuku involved and using his high position in town along with some others’ help including the Deputy Mayor Mirai Sasaki, they were able to save Eri.
Lizelle had heard the story from Shinso and Mic. She was happy to meet two of Eri’s saviours today, but didn’t want to say anything in front of Eri in case of trauma triggers. Lizelle quickly focuses back on the food to avoid burning it. She giggles as she is reminded of this morning with Mic and the pancakes. No wonder people who don’t know us think we are related.
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After dinner and telling Mic and Aizawa about their day, Lizelle helps Mic wash up as Aizawa takes Eri upstairs to get her ready for bed.
“So which job do you think of going after?” Mic asks as he dries the plates.
“Well Tokoyami from the library has my contact details if he ever needs my help, but I am thinking of maybe doing some part-time at the diner and maybe somewhere else as well. At least like secretary or cashier considering I don’t have the skills to help at the other aspects of the businesses here.”
Mic nods: “Well, that sounds good. After all you won’t have to worry too much about money with the rent being Shinso’s responsibility and you do need the time to work on your real career. But hey...”
Mic puts a gentle hand on Lizelle’s shoulder so she focuses on him.
“... Don’t go throwing yourself out there and stressing yourself out too much. I know you and I know that’s what you’ll do. You are away from your family. You have no one to prove yourself to here and us to support you. And don’t listen to those negative little voices inside your head because you know those are your family’s words and thoughts, not your own.”
Lizelle smiles and gives Mic a hug: “Thanks Papa Mic.”
The two finish up and retire for the night. Everything here is perfect...
A little too perfect.
jesus please help mirio is just too cute
should I make Mirio headcanons? Maybe. Maybe I will.
I don’t usually do anything special for mha birthdays (or anyone’s birthday lol) but my husband gave me strength to find a random capcut template
Chapter 13 is up!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29259549/chapters/73884954
The trio share their past.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29259549/chapters/73673652
Everyone spends a morning together and Emma is super active. Also, ponytail Emma, Aizawa, Tamaki, and ponytail Ray.
Chapter eleven!
https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/73503480?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_401417616
Sleepover! Plus some Emma angst.
Chapter nine is up!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29259549/chapters/73267428
Emma learns more about Eri.
Chapter eight is up!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29259549/chapters/73097301#workskin
Norman and Zazie’s sickness becomes a problem.
Chapter seven is up!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29259549/chapters/73096410#workskin
Ray doubts himself and his best friend make him feel better. Then Phil makes them sing.
Chapter five is up!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29259549/chapters/72869859
Zazie and Phil reunite with two more members of their family at UA. The trio meet two members of the Big Three. Norman swears that he is seeing doubles.
Sorry for being so inactive, but I am back and I am ready to update.
Querenica
(Spanish) A place where one's strength is drawn, where one feels at home; The place where you are your most authentic self.
Soo first time writing in a long time (Like since 2013? 2014? My poor tween self). Open to critiques. Just wanna do some angst and a little fluff because ya know. We love crying 🥰
MIRIO TOGATA X F!READER
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"MIRIO!"
"FORGET ABOUT ME! GET ERI OUT OF HERE!"
"I WONT LEAVE YOU DAMMIT! WE PROMISED TO DO THIS TOGETHER"
"I KNOW, BUT THIS IS BIGGER NOW. PLEASE (Y/N) JUST GET HER OUT!"
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° You could still remember the day perfectly as if it was yesterday. The day everything had shifted, turning your world upside down as you could barely wrap your head around the new surroundings and emotions that flew by as you gazed up at the new school. Well, one could only feel so much at the ripe age of eight.
"Are you ready to venture inside?" Your mother, (M/N) asked with a smile, squating down beside you as your small hands clenched at your (F/C) skirt, not able to maintain eye contact. "(Y/N)? It'll be okay, you'll get to make new friends and learn more interesting facts about your favorite subjects," (M/N) tried to put you at ease but there was only so much you can do for a child whose natural, shy nature made it difficult for new transitions and surroundings.
You tried to relax your hands but failed as you gazed up your mother, (E/C) eyes a shade darker than yours staring back warmly, "But won't the other kids make fun of me? My quirks not very show worthy..Maybe we can try again next year?" You had pleaded hopefully, not wanting to leave the comfort of your home without your Mother. (M/N) could only sigh, running a hand softly through your (H/C) tresses, "I'm sorry my sweet girl, Mommy can't homeschool you anymore, I know it'll be strange since it's half way through the first of the year but you'll see," she smiled wide at you, and you couldn't help but smile back too, gaining confidence from her that made your heart warm so much that the flowers of purple and blue next to you sprung to life and bloomed. "Even the flowers agree too," (M/N) laughed as your face turned a soft pink from embarrassment, still not having full control over your quirk. Grabbing your hand softly, your mother stood up tall and gently led you inside, the new adventure waiting for you beyond the doors.
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"Alright! Everyone settle down we have a new student joining us, come on in" The teacher announced, glancing toward the doorway where you stood frozen, heart racing at the thought of having to introduce yourself now an overwhelming feeling. 'Maybe if I run I can catch Mom?' You thought, but thinking back to her warm eyes and smile, you swallowed and walked in, looking down and trying to ignore the dozens of eyes staring at you. "Introduce yourself my dear," The teacher smiled at you, hoping to ease your anxiousness.
Finally gaining the confidence to look up, you looked around warily at the new faces. Some looking interested, others bored, a few who seemed a mixture of both depending on your introduction. "H-Hello there..My name is (L/N) (F/N), I hope we get along," you'd manage to squeak out, hands tense at your side as you bowed, looking back up as some people gushed over your now pink face. "How cute~!" "She's so flustered!" "Her hair is so pretty~! "Wonder what her quirk is?" Were a few you heard right away, making you smile nervously as your hands found your skirt again. "Calm down everyone, (L/N) you may take your seat in front of Mirio, Mirio raise your hand," a boy with bright blonde hair, stunning blue eyes and a warm smile greeted you as you made your way to your seat.
Nodding your head in thanks, you sat down and got out your flower covered notebook and sunflower pencil, beginning to take notes as the lesson began. A warm feeling creeping over your back, turning slightly to see the boy, Mirio, smiling at you with an inquiry gaze, head in his hands as he leaned in close. Flustering again, you quickly turned around hoping to have not been caught, but the same couldn't be said for the boy behind you, whose interest in you seemed to just grow more.
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Outside break time seemed to come so fast yet so slow as you walked around, finding shade beneath a tree as you breathed in the fresh air, your body seeming to glow around you as the plants nearby leaned toward you, almost as if you were the sun itself. It was so peaceful and relaxing, true harmony as you let a smile grace your features. If only it could stay like this-
"HEY THERE!" A sudden voice cut through the air as you jumped, screaming in shock and falling backwards into the tree. "Oh gosh I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to frighten you, honest!" Opening your eyes, you glanced up to see Mirio, the boy from class in front of your with a smile still gracing his features. "(L/N) right? I'm Mirio Togata! Nice to meet you," he kept his smile up, holding a hand out to you to help you up. Accepting his hand, you stood up, trying to look around anywhere but him as your nerves came back again for the thousandth time.
"Uh, you alright there? Didn't knock any screws loose I hope?" He laughed, leaning in closer to you. The warmth that glowed from him seemed to rival the sun, and you couldn't ignore it any longer as you looked up at him, a small smile now reaching your face too. "He-Hello, it's nice to meet you too," your smile glowed back at him, just as radiant as his is.
"Hey I got a question for ya. Do you like Heros?" Mirio asked straightforward, wanting to get to know you better right of the bat. The question took you by surprise because, yes, you didn't just like Heros, you loved them. You simply nodded, nerves relaxing a little as a breeze blowed by. "Awesome! Say, you've gotta come meet my friends, we can talk about Heros until we go back inside! Oh, maybe we can even continue at lunch! If you wanna sit with us that is, maybe even after school. Wait you might be busy," he rambled off, suddenly excited it appeared to have a new friend.
You couldn't help the laugh that escaped you, your hand coming up to block your mouth to stop yourself since you didn't wanna come off as rude. "Sorry, got carried away a bit huh?" Mirio laughed, rubbing the back of his neck as his non wavering smile kept to his face. "It's okay, I don't mind," you answered back, (E/C) eyes meeting Mirios blue ones as you stared, perhaps longer than you should've.
The bell from the school filled the air, causing you to jump, the grass beneath your feet suddenly growing and towering over you and Mirio. "WOAH!" Mirio exclaimed, surprised at the sudden growth spurt of the grass. He looked at you with wide eyes, wondering if this was your quirks doing. It only made sense, seeing as how it was just you two around.
You blushed, hands to your skirt again as you looked down embarrassed. "Sorry, my quirk goes off if I have a sudden spike of emotion sometimes," you explained, glancing up at Mirio who could only grin at you wide eyed, "THATS SO COOL! Can you only manipulate grass? Or is it all nature? Just plants? You've gotta tell me more," he gushed, his hands clenched into fists, excitement pouring out of him.
You'd never seen someone so intrigued by your quirk before outside of your family. It caused a warm feeling in your stomach and chest, slowly pouring out into the rest of your body as you and Mirio exited the tall grass, now able to see the school yard and other kids who were walking inside to resume lessons.
"So what is your quirk? If you don't mind me asking," Mirio inquired, hands on hips and his warm smile on display as always. "I don't mind, uh to put it simply it's just a nature quirk, I-I can control any of plants around me, especially flowers. I really like flowers," you gushed back towards the end, a bright light in your eyes and a beautiful smile dawning your lips as you looked over to Mirio who could only gleam back too. "Thats so cool! You could definitely become an amazing Hero with that!" "Really?" "Definitely, come on let's go, you gotta meet my friend Tamaki Amajiki, he'll be so excited to meet you!" Mirio grabbed your hand and ran off back to the school, you dragging behind him and noticing how the sun bounced off him as if he were the sun itself. A smile rested upon your face as the warmth continued to spread across your body. In a way, it almost felt, Homey.
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"Hey Mirio?"
"Yeah (Y/N) what's up?"
"Can you promise me that we'll work together as Heros? I don't know what I'd do without you, Tamaki or Nejire,"
Mirio couldn't help but laugh at you, your young, first year of high school face becoming pink as you gazed upon your long time friend and crush. "Of course we'll work together! I couldn't think of anyone more fitting to be my Hero Partner," he posed, a big grin plastered on his face as he looked at you, both of you standing just outside the U.A gates.
"S-So you promise? Anything we do, we do together right? As a team?" You gushed, leaning in towards Mirio who nodded, "Always (Y/N) now come on, the guys won't wait for much longer. We gotta go.." he trailed off, leaning towards you to finish his call out. "Plus Ultra?" You laughed, "No! We gotta go fast! Seriously we gotta go, the train is due to to leave in ten minutes!" He realized, grabbing your hand and rushing off, the same warmth erupting through you again as your hands meet. You sighed contently, nothing could ruin this moment.
Until, we return to the present that is...
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"MIRIO!"
"FORGET ABOUT ME! GET ERI OUT OF HERE!"
"I WONT LEAVE YOU DAMMIT! WE PROMISED TO DO THIS TOGETHER!"
"I KNOW, BUT THIS IS BIGGER NOW! PLEASE (Y/N) JUST GET HER OUT!"
You could barely breathe as you stared at Mirio, his costume torn, his cape draped over Eri who couldn't even move she was so terrified. The blood from Mirio caused your heart to clench at the mere thought of him in pain.
"I WONT LEAVE YOU," You shouted back, leaping from the ledge and landing next to Eri who had tears flowing down her cheeks as she could only stare in fear and uncertainty to both of those who had hurt her and came to help her.
"Oh? A new player has come to join hm?" Chisaki Kai muttered, eyes roaming over your body as you shielded Eri from gaze, Mirio a few feet ahead and breathing heavily. "Ya know I would say if you weren't diseased you'd be very attractive, possibly worth studying with that quirk of yours, Antheia, but you must be cleansed," Chisaki muttered, hands on the ground again as he disassembled and reassembled at a mass rate, you grabbing Eri and dodging as Mirio tried his best to handle Chisaki, his quirk now gone unknown to you.
"Mirio! I'll fight, you take care of Eri," you cried out, nearing Mirio who both dodged and protected you and Eri. "As long as he threatens you, I'll fight," Mirio gritted his teeth, fed up with Chisaki and his twisted ways. Reaching into your pouch, you pulled out a few lavender seeds, throwing them out and activating your quirk, allowing the seeds to grow and blossom, their scent extra powerful to make those around fall asleep. Hoping to get it to Chisaki, you grabbed Mirio at the last second, hand sinched around his hand as you pulled him back a few feet, away from Chisaki who could only chuckle, "nice try, but not good enough," as he assembled a spike behind you, Mirio noticing last second and throwing his body weight to the side, causing your still clasped hands to swing you around, dodging it with Eri still wrapped in your arms, shaking.
Mirio could barely stand, nearly collapsing against you but tried to stay strong. 'I can't back down, not yet. Not until this disgusting man is down and out. I have to protect them,' Mirio thought, adrenaline running high as he glanced at you.
You were a warm becon that filled his life, he's never felt more real, more natural around anyone else but you. You make him want to be better, you make him want to push himself to be himself and no one else. The best he can be. Yet you're standing here, wanting to stand beside him like you've always done, but how can he let you do that knowing you can cost your life too. He wants to be selfish, hide you away from everyone so you won't get hurt. He knows what you're capable of, the power you hide from everyone not wanting to draw attention. Power you've only shown around him through trust and respect outside of school and training. Nows the time to show it to the world.
"(Y/N)" Mirio mumbled next to you, making you glance at him yet still wary of Chisaki. "Deku and Sir should be here soon, lets show Chisaki what we're made of until they get here," he grinned, the stupid grin of his that made tears well up your (E/C) eyes as you nodded, gently placing Eri down behind you, sending her a sweet and strong smile of your own.
What seemed to drag on for hours was only mere minutes of you and Mirio throwing blow after blow and receiving blow after blow from Chisaki. As long as he didn't get Eri you'd be fine. Even as blood dripped down your temple from where you were slammed down and your vision blurred, your only goal was to keep Eri and Mirio safe. Just as Mirios was to keep you and Eri safe.
The next few minutes seemed to blur, between Midoriya and Sir showing up. Your body trying to give out into Sirs hug, the last real hug you never knew you'd ever get from him. The memories blurring as you and Mirio trudged out with Eri in tow. Before you could register what happened, your body dropped to the ground, Eri and Mirios faces of concern being the last you see before darkness consumes.
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Images blur together as you come out of unconsciousness. The strong scent of disinfectant spray and rubbing alcohol makes its way to you, the smell both welcoming and alarming. Opening your eyes you notice Aizawa-Sensei by the door, you slowing attempting to sit up as he walks in, "Aizawa- Sensei! What's going on? Where's Mirio? Eri? Is everyone alright," you gushed out, head suddenly pounding, causing you to groan and grab your head. "Take it easy (L/N), it's alright. You're safe, everyone's safe now," he calmed you down, your head still pounding as you nodded with the new information. "So then, Midoriya, Sir Nighteye, they got Chisaki? Are they recovering from their wounds too?" You asked, looking up at him with (E/C) eyes showing hope that everything can now return to normal once everyone's healed. Yet, as Aizawa looks else where you can't help but ask, "What's wrong? Everyone is okay right?" The words that come out of his mouth next has you up, IVs ripped out as you ran out the room, Aizawa chasing after you.
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Heart pounding in your head, you turn a corner, tripping over your feet sending you tumbling to the ground. Yet you got back up and kept running, catching a green haired boy, also known as Izumi Midoriya, by surprise as you ran up. "Midoriya! Please tell me its not true," you cry, tears welling up as you clench his hands.
He could only stare back at you, his own tears glimmering into his lash line too. "I'm so sorry (L/N)-Senpai, but..S-Sir Nighteye is...is," he couldn't finish the sentence, choking back a sob as your tears run down your face. Letting go of his hands you bring yours to your face, hoping to cover up your pitiful sobs that seem to echo the now quiet hallway. "W-Wheres Mirio?" You choked out, Aizawa now caught up with you. His hand softly grabs your shoulder, curling his arm and bringing you into his chest. He may not be a very affectionate man, but you were one of his more favorite students. Seeing you like this broke his heart. "Lets go this way (L/N). It'll be okay," he mumbled into your hair as he gave your shoulder a squeeze, leading you down the hallway away from Midoriya who was now joined by All Might.
Midoriya and All Might could only stare in sadness as they watched one of the Top 4 students of UA break down. First Mirio as he witnessed Sir Nighteyes passing in person, and now you as you woke up too late to say goodbye and having to realize that you'll never get the chance like they did.
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Aizawa knocked on the hospital door, a silence followed for a few seconds before a soft "Come in," was heard from inside. Opening the door Aizawa saw Mirio sitting on his hospital bed, a smile plastered to his face. "Whats up Eraserhead?" He questioned, almost as if his whole life didn't go up in flames merely 12 hours ago. "Mirio, are you up for a visitor? This person could really use your help right now," Aizawa inquired, hoping that you two could heal eachother like you always seemed to do.
"Sure, who is it?" Mirio asked, head tilt. Aizawa didn't answer, merely turning his head to the doorway where you stood, hospital gown and all. Your eyes red from tears that had slowed down but still hadn't stopped yet.
Mirios face grew concerned, he stood up the best he could and hobbled over to you. Resching his hands out he pulled you into his chest. Your heart breaking all over again as you sobbed into his chest, Mirio tightening his arms around you. Aizawa simply nodded and left, shutting the door behind him.
"It'll be alright, (Y/N). We'll be okay, I promise," Mirio whispered in your ear, your sobs into his chest becoming quiet as he soothed you. "Sir Njghteye deserved so much more," you whimpered out, looking up at Mirio with glossy eyes that pulled at his heart strings. "I know, but we'll get better from here on out," he smiled, his voice soft instead of its usual loud and booming self. "Why are you holding it in Mirio?" You questioned, seeing right through his facade as he tensed. "I've cried my tears, you can let yours out with me it's alright," he promised, yet you could see the guilt, remorse, hurt and pain swirling inside.
You guided him over to the bed, sitting down with him as you took his hands into yours. "You may have cried but that doesn't mean you healed that quick, Mirio," you softly spoke, hand reaching up to graze his cheek softly and cup it. He could only watch mesmerized by your beauty as the morning sun beamed through the window, giving you an even more Homely glow than before. "You can fool them Mirio, but not me,"
His eyes suddenly had a pressure upon them and he couldn't help but clench his fists and eyes in anger and distrsught as he yelled out suddenly in a sob. The grief of not being strong enough to save Sir hitting him at once. The pain of knowing he lost his quirk surrounding his body, becoming heavy. The sudden empty feeling of knowing all those years were sudden lost in a sea and he was drowning.
Your hand caught him by surprise as he looked up, your smile soft and glowing, yet also full of sadness. "Don't hold it up inside. We can face it together," You spoke, his body suddenly tackling you down onto the bed as you gasped, cheeks a soft pink. As he shook, quiet tears pouring down his face he whimpered to you, "(Y/N)..Thank you...Thank you for letting me show my true feelings with you,"
You smiled, hands running through his hair. A soft kiss was placed upon his forehead as he looked up shocked, yet you could only giggle at his pink face. "I know it's not the time, but maybe in a while you'll let me voice my true self too?" You questioned, knowing that the boy healing could maybe have something to be the light at the end of his tunnel. His smile, warm and Homey filled the room again, this time authentic through and through. "Only if you let me voice mine too,"
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Okay sooo. What did yall think? Yes, no? Maybe so? It's been years since I've written anything to please be nice with the critiques 😭🥰 Also can I just say that Mirio is Daddy-O? Like oh my gooddnneesssssss. Also Antheia is Greek for Flower or Blossom so that was your hero name.
Lets assume overhaul had a son who is the same age as the class with his or a similar quirk. we can assume he wasn't the best father. but picture how awkward Izuku and Mirio might acts around him if he gets thrust in the class. Bonus points if he Izuku says sorry about beating overhaul and his reaction is just ehh I wanted to do it myself.
A Little Too Alike
Izuku Midoriya x Overhaul’s Son Male!Reader [PLATONIC?] Summary: After Overhaul was arrested, his son was taken in by U.A along with Eri. When Mirio and Izuku found out, let’s just say it was very awkward…
★☽A/N: I seriously had no idea what to do with the insert character so I just wrote BNHA… Anyways, I have no idea whether my writing has gotten better or worse! Please tell me… I don’t know at all 😭
Contents: FLUFF - COMEDY?
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As everyone from the yakuza group was getting taken away, arrested, one of them looked awfully similar to Overhaul. Midoriya, shocked, walked towards him and turned him around, only to see gold colored eyes, similar to of Overhaul’s.
“Woah, Midoriya!” A hero ran up to them, stopping Midoriya from doing anything else. “Who is he? Why does he-” The hero shushed him, trying to get the young hero in training to calm down. “We’ll explain everything once everything settles down.” Midoriya watched as the striking double of Overhaul walked away with the other yakuza members.
After that, the weeks that went by were dreadful. He couldn’t stop crying for days after Sir Nighteye’s death. He tried to smile at his funeral, but he knew he couldn’t keep up a smile like Mirio, just like how the hero wanted. Even though his friends tried to comfort him, he still didn’t feel much the same.
It got worse when someone was introduced to his class.
It was the carbon-copy of Overhaul, the same male he saw last time. His blood boiled at the sight, but remained as calm as he could. As Mr. Aizawa introduced the young male to the class, the students that joined the raid were surprised by the last name.
“Y/N Chisaki.”
He had the same last name as Overhaul, also known as Kai Chisaki. A few of them started to get defensive of him. “He will be joining us from now on.”
“Mr. Aizawa. I mean no offense but why is he joining us? Kero.” Tsuyu asked, a bit curious. “Some of you may know this from the news or actually being there. A villain named Overhaul was arrested and this is his son.” Students who didn’t know were surprised to hear this.
A villain’s child was joining them?
“Are you sure, sir?” Kaminari asked. Mr. Aizawa nodded and told Y/N to sit in the back beside Todoroki. He nodded obediently and walked towards the empty seat, nodding as a sign of acknowledgement towards Todoroki who did the same.
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A few weeks went by and the class had started to trust the young male. Even though students who were on the mission, Kirishima, Uraraka, and Asui felt awkward around him, they managed to trust the male enough to talk to him normally and have a fun time.
When Mirio found out, he was actually cheerful about it. He said, “I think it’s a great opportunity! He could go down a different path from his father! A bright future!” with a smile on his face.
Midoriya sighed at Mirio’s statement. Everyone was moving on from this but Midoriya wasn’t!! He didn’t know why he couldn’t move on, he just couldn;t! Every time he saw Y/N, he felt a sense of rage.
Perhaps he was seeing Overhaul in Y/N. The striking resemblance was uncanny. His brown hair, his gold eyes, everything about him screams Overhaul. But he knew he had to make this right. If he wanted to continue to train to be a hero, he needed to move on from the past.
“Hey… uh… Y/N?” Y/N turned around, gold eyes sending shivers down Midoriya’s spine. He sighed shakingly. He bowed down as he hurriedly said “Uhm… Sorry about beating your dad!!” with a loud voice.
No response.
He lifted his head up, finding a confused face.
“Huh..?” Y/N tilted his head in confusion. “Uhm… it’s okay..” he muttered softly.
Let’s just say… He was embarrassed.. Like- to the point the poor boy was blushing hard in embarrassment.
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My last post of them got a whopping 0 notes. Which sucks. I think they’re adorable. Please give me attention please. I’m desperate for dopamine
After 3 long years, mha has dragged me back into the fandom. I didn’t have a choice
Anyways,I’m obsessed with this group. I think they’re adorable. Especially Tamaki. He makes me cry whenever he’s on screen. I love him
This may or may not be my new hyperfixation. We’ll see how it goes