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Ok heroes are up next!!!! I hope you all like ittt-

Sorry for being gone for years! I’m back though!

Anyways here is villain!

Name: Shadow igichi natomako

Age: when they “died” around 17. 34

Quirk(s):

Detonate: Anything they touch they will be able to make explode on will, has a timer of how long they can do it- like a bomb.

Shapeshifter: can transform into a person although does need info (a picture or a quick description)

Description:

- before -

A slim, tall girl with long beautiful peach coloured hair, her skin was pale and dotted with freckles that covered all but her dark grey eyes and rosey lips. Around 4’11.

- after -

A muscly 7ft beast, usually wearing all black or military. Inside, a scarred face with two milky and whitened eyes with the same rosey lips. The freckles mostly scratched off as her scars ruined most of her face.

Backstory-

🔔TRIGGER WARNING!!🔔

Cannibalism

Gore

Abuse/ harm

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As a Young child, around the age of six Ichigi was a happy and quite shy girl. Always adorned by her fellow villagers in the village of Aogashima. A village that accepted “normal” people. When she gained her quirk of shapeshifting the village called her a monster, despised her. Her family, who used to see her as their pride and joy, were nothing short of humiliated. Embarrassed of their freak of a daughter. She was hit and abused, shove and forgotten, locked away and “lost” their keys.

One day was too far, she had finished an art piece of hers, a passion of hers. She loved to paint and test colours, adored it even. She walked home to find her art supplies destroyed and black art dotted around all over with stick people and other random doodles. It was clear her younger sister, anamori, had done something. She was only five at the time. Igichi was enraged and snapped at her sister, a petty argument breaking out as fists were drawn and insults were thrown. It was only when her mother came in to stop them did the fighting cease.

She was locked in her room with nothing but a pen and some paper to write an apology letter. Days had passed before she was freed and let go. Her parents got worse on her too, snide comments with small “playful” hits on the head. After that day she couldn’t handle it:

Igichi lay in her bed, staring at her hands as the hustle and bustle of the floor below rung quietly in her ears. She had the twitches again, ichigi’s father -futakuro- walked in and handed her food, a small sandwich with a salad and drink on the side. She looked up and stared at her father as she reached out to grab his hand.

Boom

That hand was gone in an instant, all that remained was blood and the bones scattered all over. The skin splattered against the wall as igichi flinched from her father’s otherworldly shriek, loud and pain consumed.. a dark satisfaction grew.. it sounded like music to her tiny child brain. She smiled down at him, a twisted sadistic grin. That was not igichi.. it was a dark shadow of what was once a sweet and innocent girl.

Futakuro fell to the floor, clutching his hand as it was a baby or an injured child as he tried shuffling away. Slowly shaking his head in fear, he mumbled, “What happened to you..?”

The little girl giggled, the giggling slowly ascending to laughter, slow and insane as she stared at the crumbled man infront of her. Ichigi slowly drifted forward, her whole body losing its sense as she reached her hand out, looking at the old man with a grin. The grin of a fed up girl.

Ichigi gently touched her father’s legs, tracing a finger up to his abdomen. Smiling that cold smile that her very father feared. Futakuro closed his eyes in feared anticipation as he laid in wait.. nothing. Silence filled the room, the only noise was her father’s heavy breathing and shaky whimpers. Ichigi’s father slowly opened his eyes, raising his furrowed eyebrows as he stared at his soon to be killer.

“Wh-what.. you- you ha-“ That was all Futakuro could mutter before a pained scream escaped his dry, bloodied lips. Blood splattered his torso as his stomach exploded, guts and blood flying around the room. Painting the room like some sort of sick canvas. She watched him, writhing around in pain as his breath slowed and distorted, like a broken VHS tape. Soon as she heard a door open ichigi’s face dropped, freezing as the clarity of her recent bloodlust hit her right on the head. Her eyes teared up, her hands felt numb, her lips and throat dryer than the desert.

Ichigi paused, looking around frantically for something- anything to help her. Desperate and fearful of the consequences she kneeled next to her father and dug into his stomach, tearing at the organs as her teeth crushed down what they could in desperation. The pounding of her heart and the feet running up the stairs sounding like drums in her ears as she chewed, more and more desperate.

What her mother saw was something out of a horror story: Ichigi sat over her dead father, bloody face with wide eyes as she chewed on his liver. Tears welled up as Ichigi saw her mother notice her.

“You monster..” She mumbled, slowly backing away from her sobbing daughter as she reached out to her. Her own mother backed away, groaning in disgust as she looked at her freak of a daughter. Ichigi cried and sobbed as she got up, stumbling and tripping over herself in her own hysteria. Accidentally grabbing the wall of the building and-

BANG!

Wood and debris fell onto the two, their screams mixing into a symphony of pain and suffering. The final thing she could hear was a whimper from her mother, her hand shakily pawing at the debris to try freeing herself, to get away from the freak of her daughter monster.

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It took a couple weeks for Ichigi to wake up. That’s what the doctor said. The doctor… the girl looked up and around, it looked like.. a children’s hospital? I sat up straight, pausing at the feeling of a headache hitting her from all sides. The pain.. head to toe was unbearable. Ichigi clutched her aching head, the throbbing pain screaming in her ears as a man in a white coat walked in, a bushy moustache and comically large scientist glasses on full display as he observed the girl infront of her.

He sighed and nodded to her as he muttered, his voice gravelly and low, “You’re finally awake. Good.” He stared at her before writing something in a notebook. It was grey with beige pages and black lines.

“This could work.” He mumbled as he looked back at her calmly.

It took weeks, experiment after experiment, needle after needle before the fusion happened.

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The fusion was with a teenage girl, no more than fifteen by her looks. She was tall and had curly red hair with caramel coloured skin. She looked asleep but Ichigi knew she wasn’t. A small stream of blood had dropped down her cheek, mixing in with the tears dotted around her pretty face.

They were both shoved into a two sided machine, metal chairs -like at death row electric chair- connected between two small spaced. The two rooms were pitch black. It felt like a fever dream being strapped to those machines, something out of a comic book.

——

Sirens slapped Ichigi awake, the loud blaring of the sirens and the glare of the ruby lights awakening her with ease. She awoke and stumbled out of a room.. it was different- or rather. She was different, Ichigi looked down to see how she grew.. how strange. She became taller, her luscious locks of hair disappeared into curly salmon coloured hair, the freckles tore off her face as the machine had singed her skin into the caramel colour of the other girl.

Ichigi looked around.. where was the girl? She looked to the doctor, who grinned at her, clapping his hands together in joy as he and a few other doctors watched. As she stumbled she clutched her head a splitting headache rang like an incessant bell.

The doctor strutted over, “welcome to the world nomu! From now on you’ll do as I say to the letter am I clear?”

No matter how hard she tried to scream and shout, kick or yell, her body ignored her, nodding like a zombified puppet as her eyes grew blank and tired.

Her body wasnt her own, it was a sick and twisted amalgamation of two misguided children, an experiment for other’s curiosity. That was all they were anymore.

“From now own you’ll be named shadow. Am I clear?”

“Yes sir.”

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End

Wahh that took so long to write I actually can’t ughhh- anyways I hope y’all enjoy and eat this up!!

@fusciaguardian

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@cometiez

Hope you enjoy- sorry for the wait!

Other theories in the notes please and thank you!

Small peek of Whats to come lorewise of my villain oc!

… I’m sorry but this time I mean it chat! It’s on the wayy!

Polls are in so now imma work on it!! Wish me luck!!

Polls are in so now imma work on it!! Wish me luck!!

Yoo sorry for not posting I’ve been busyyyy but I have an idea!!

Hello everyone I’m back, sorry for not being as productive as I should be in just mega busy.

But I will be back dont worry! I have a good idea for a new series and I will be continuing the games series.

Thanks!

Boo! Sorry for not posting for so long haha- but I’m back nowww!

Here’s part three of the games! I hope you enjoy!

Recap: whilst playing musical chairs kirishima lost and was shot whilst kaminari tried helping him and died too the games. They have now escaped back into the bedrooms.

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As they entered the room their faces were filled with despair, sero looked at his hands before breaking down crying, falling to his knees as I few others joined him.

The room had filled with a deafening silence, nobody moved or spoke a word as tears dropped down their faces.

It was a few minutes later and the robotic voice rang out again, “hello! Your food is here along with drinks! Please enjoy!”.

Right them, as if in cue, miso soup and udon bowls were placed on beds, their well cooked smell dancing from person to person as the remaining class reluctantly ate.

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After a few minutes the robotic demon came back, “hello! Today we-“

“Shut up!” A bowl was tossed as one of the camera’s causing it to Fritz out. Everyone’s heads were on swivels trying to figure out who threw it before iida stood up and glared daggers into the robot.

“Iida what are you doing?!” Shoto said through gritted teeth as he tried shoving the blue haired boy back down with a glare.

Iida scoffed and glared at the other cameras that were directed onto him, the robot beeped as the cameras turned to iida.

A gun flashed to the back of iida’s head, cocked and ready, “I will give you a choice iida tenya.” The voice rang out, the cameras fidgeting a little as they watched iida.

“Shoot one of your classmates or yourself.”

Iida paused, looking at him classmates before staring at the floor, “what.. the fuck?” He muttered before sighing, looking at his classmates sympathetically.

The class erupted into chaos:

“YOU KIDDING?!”

“What kinda BULLSHIT is that?!”

“FUCK NO?!”

“What the fuck?!”

Iida raised his hand and they fell silent, the gun was now in his hands, their life’s, all in his hand.

In a few seconds, iida raised the gun..

BANG!

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Hope everyone enjoyed!

Hey guys! Welcome to part two of the series!!

I hope everyone enjoys!!

🔔(Just a little warning there is a bit of death soo-)🔔

Recap: class 1-A woke up in a grey room with beds and a mysterious robotic voice told them about the games.

Now they are in a dark room with chairs..

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As the class stared at the metal chairs the robotic voice explained calmly, as if reading their minds, “now you will play musical chairs! The rules are easy move whilst the music is playing, when the music stops you find a chair. If you don’t get a chair, you are out! Understood?”

The class nodded in prompted confusion. Hearing the music start as a slow, almost sad, humming tune.

The class circled the chairs as a predator would their prey. Looking at them steadily as their competitive sides shone clear as day as they listened for the music to shut off.

The music quietened down and everyone immediately sprinted for a chair, kirishima missed a chair and chuckled, rubbing his head as he moved to go sit down or something.

BANG!

That was the last time kirishima smiled, or maybe he did and nobody noticed.

What they did notice was the bloody hole through kirishima’s chest and forehead. The blood seeping out in a steady flow as he dropped to his knees, he reached out to denki, who stared back with wide and teary eyes.

“KIRISHIMA-“ denki yelled before trying to get up and go to him befire he was held back by tokoyami.

As denki was about to speak the music started up again, it was now a jack in the box theme.. denki couldn’t move and barely anybody else did.

As kaminari kneeled next to kirishima he whispered, “I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry.. please..” he mumbled, tears in his eyes before

Bang!

A gunshot ripped through the blonde’s head, he fell onto kirishima but the music didn’t stop. Everyone else was in shock but they kept moving, trying to ignore denki’s deathly expression. His pale face and widened eyes looking to everyone before his face finally softened and let out a final noise.

Soon as he dropped the robotic voice rang out again, “congratulations! You have passed the first game!”

The doors creaked open, everyone immediately rushing through to get out quickly, sighing as they got back to the bedrooms.

“Rest easy, next time will be more fun!” The robotic voice rang out as it watched them wallow in despair.

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HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYED!!

Byeee.

Happy 17/18th or whenever I post this but it is kinda short/bad sooo hope y’all enjoy!!

It was a cold morning, cold as normal.. everything was normal. Or that’s what they thought..

The groans of 1-A could be heard from the entire building but the first thing that met their eyes wasn’t their dorms.

It was a grey stoned building with carpeted floors, the beds they slept in with pale grey bunk beds. They weren’t comfortable but not too noisy. The lights stared half assedly with the occasional flicker as the smell of sweat and.. blood, filled the room.

A few almost gagged, others got up and got scared at the change. This wasnt UA, but the question was.. where were they?

Suddenly a voice rang out, almost robotic but not quite human, “welcome to the games!! I hope you all like your accommodations because they were the best made!” It was an almost cheery reply, if not smug.

Bakugou scoffed, “yeah yeah what is this bullshit?! A quirk?!” The blonde yelled, looking up at the camera’s before the metallic voice replied.

“No, this is your home for a few weeks. There can only be one winner to the games, play well and may the cards be in your favour.” The robotic voice sang, the cameras moving as if the voice was walking with the class.

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They were led into a dark grey chamber, with chairs that matched. They looked to be metal or iron with how they shone. The lights buzzed and hummed as the class walked in.

Was this a game..?

—-

That’s all folks! Wish them luck cause they’re gonna have fun!!

Hope you all enjoyed and part two is coming soon!

Happy days y’all!!

Here is part three!! Hope everyone enjoys!

Recap!!: the two woke up in snow and was confused until they found younger versions of themselves. And their mothers.

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Katsuki shook his head before going back to the window, watching the two young boys smile happily as they watched all might together, happy and proud smiled on their faces as they cheered.

Izuku turned to look at the shaking Katsuki only to realise he was shaking himself.

That was when he heard it. Footsteps.. sounded like a person walking on smoke or something filled with air.

They both paused to look at the creature walking around the street to them, it was a being in the slight shape of a bony old man. It walked over to the two touched their shoulders before pausing and muttering, “choose your path, find your way home.. time of day and people of old..”

Katsuki paused to look at izuku who in turn looked back just as confused. Izuku blinked and looked back at the man, or what was left. His body dissipating into the wind before either of them could get a sentence out.

They looked back at the children who were now sat on the sofa eating cookies in the shape of trees, laughing and watching all might.

—

The light faded to black, the colours and voices draining out as the two flinched back and stared in shock as all that remained was the two boys. Two boys who were now staring at the two in emotionless expressions.

The two walked closer to the smaller children before the children smiled.

“It’s not your time yet, you still have to choose!” The young izuku said as he patted the older izuku’s leg.

“Pick your path soon.. hope you’re ready.” The young katsuki grumbled, lightly hitting the older katsuki’s knee before they both walked off and sat down in the darkness.

Izuku and bakugou looked at them in confusion before watching them evaporate.

-

Next thing they knew uraraka smacked izuku hard in the face, while bakugou was hit by kirishima, both who jumped back soon as the saw the two lockdown boys wake up.

Katsuki glared at the redhead before pausing and realising, they weren’t at the old house anymore… they were at the dorms, on the floor asleep. Well, they were a few minutes ago.

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HEY YALL! Part three is done! Hope y’all liked it!

Hey!! I have part two as the fifteenth today!! Hope y’all enjoy!

Recap:

izuku was walking downstairs, faceplanted onto the stairs before bakugou snuck behind him and scared him. Katsuki tells him about a bell noise that he heard, izuku thinks he’s crazy and brushed it off to go and start get water. Until izuku hears it too and starts searching too. They think they find it next to the sofa and it disappears. They turn around to find a blinding light that seems to transport them to the past.

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The two looked around in shock and slight surprise, the snow was still going and it felt like they knew where they were. Katsuki turned to look at izuku, humming as he saw the greenette with snow in his hair, he walked up close and ruffled izuku’s soft green curls to get the snow out as izuku chuckled a little.

Katsuki gestured to the snow-covered pavement and started walking, izuku following suit with a nervous look, “s-so where do you think we are Kacchan..?”izuku mumbled shakily as he followed the blonde.

The blonde scoffed and shrugged, “Nope. Not a clue.. but somehow I feel like I recognise this place..” he grumbled as he saw izuku pause and look into a window. As katsuki followed his gaze his face dropped.

There in the window he saw a small blonde boy with ruby red eyes and a slightly grumpy look on his face, he was watching an all might themed Christmas show. Then a woman walked in, probably in her mid twenties, she had the same ash blonde hair with darker blood red eyes, with skin the lightest brown possible. She looked kind bit stern.

That was when it hit them, their faces dropping as they realised.

“H-hag..?” Katsuki muttered, still in slight shock from the whole thing as he shook his head and walked closer, putting his face close to the window as izuku ran up next to him, looking like he was having a panic attack.

“Wh-what- but- I-i dont- how…?” Izuku mumbled breathily, shaking his head slowly in shock as he watched the kid cheer on all might on the tv.

Suddenly the lady left and came back with a two more people, both with dark, ivy green hair. Then a man, he was tiny, a child probably. He had freckles dotted all over his cheeks, big pools of green thst were his eyes. His smile was as bright as the sun.

The lady was shorter than the blonde woman and had paler skin, her eyes darker than the greenette’s. She had a nice body, normal proportions to fit her posture.

They both walked away from the window, looking at each other like they just saw death wink at them. Izuku humned and lookef at katsuki, who just looked back even paler.

“How.. how is this possible..?!” Izuku said quickly, his nerves acting quicker than his common sense at this point, Katsuki huffed and looked at izuku nervously.

“Why do they look like us..? And was that our parents?!” Izuku muttered as they looked back through the window.

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Part three coming soon y’all, byeeee!

As requested:

fourteenth of Christmas special! Dekubaku!!

Hope everyone enjoys!

It was Christmas Eve, nobody had any clue about what was happening or what was going to happen. All they knew was Santa had come to give presents.

At least.. everyone else did.

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Izuku was having a mental breakdown, he thought he forgot something. He sprints around the dorms in a way to look or find something, someone, he forgot. He was pale as he tripped down the stairs, face planting into his best buddy the floor.

He sighed as he pulled himself up and went to go get some water, giving up on the worry as the tiredness of running about smacked him in the face.

That was when he heard it, and well- felt it.

A hand on his shoulder. Izuku flew thtough the roof with the way he jumped, almost screaming if it wasn’t for him being just next to iida’s room.

The hand quickly gripped the greenette’s mouth, “shh.. you hear the bells..?” The gruff and gravelly voice came out as katsuki’s before letting izuku go.

Izuku paused before looking up at him strangely, “what bells Kacchan..?” The boy mumbled as he got up and dusted himself off, looking around for these so called bells that katsuki could hear.

Ding!

Their heads both perked up at the strange but light noise, turning their heads towards where the sound came from as katsuki pointed nervously, “that- that stupid noise! You hear it too right?” He muttered, practically into izuku’s ear.

Izuku nodded, the noise was light and quick but he did notice it. He looked around, quirk at the ready as he walked around to look for the noise.

Ding! Ding!

“There!” Katsuki whispered as he dashed over, jumping over the sofa as he grabbed- nothing. Nothing was there.. then what was making that stupid noise?! Katsuki thought to himself as izuku got next to him.

“You ok Kacchan..?” The midoryia asked gently as katsuki glanced at him. “Damn it- I was sure I could hear som-“

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Katsuki’s head snapped back and was immediately hit with a flashing light, izuku turned around quickly at the light and was also blinded.

—

Next thing either of them knew they were laying in the snow, izuku rubbed his head and groaned as he looked around.

They were in the street they knew all there life.. snow blanketing everything in a cold embrace, the clouds blocking the sun as the flung down the white fluff of snow.

—-

That’s it! Part two coming soon! Bye!!

Hey I just came in to give part two of the roommates series for the thirteenth!

Hope everyone enjoys!

Shoto was still cleaning up and making his apartment look good the very next day. The excitement spreading all around the apartment as shoto started cooking his breakfast. That was when he heard it, the knock.

He rushed downstairs and quickly opened it. His face dropping slightly as he saw the delivery man, he checked his clock and internally facepalmed. Right.. three o clock.

—-

It was only after a few short minutes he heard a knock, loud and rapid. Also a loud huff. He walked over quickly and opened the door, flinching as he noticed the blonde, he had strawberry blonde hair and ruby red eyes that seemed to slice shoto down at even the smallest glare.

The blonde walked in without even sending a hello and flopped onto the sofa as if he’d done this before.

Shoto walked over to him and gently said, “um.. hello? Im shoto todoroki..” he nervous but curiously said to the blonde, stepping back a little at the glare he took from the blonde. The dual haired boy took a breath before continuing, “what’s your name..?”

The blonde hummed and muttered out a half assed, “Katsuki. Katsuki bakugou.” Before side eyeing him and going back onto his phone. A bored but grumpy look on his face as he continued.

Shoto hummed and looked at him for a few more seconds, “alright.. I- uh.. I’m just gonna go get some food ready..” when all he got was a grunt in return he sighed and went to cook some food.

—-

After a while the blonde walked into the kitchen with a grumpy look on his face, “what are you doing..?” He said in slight shock. Was shoto doing something wrong..? Todoroki turned to look at the food before looking back at katsuki.

“Your cutting the chives all wrong- WHO THE FUCK TAUGHT YOU?!” He snapped, shoving shoto away with a glare, “who the bloody hell taught you?!” As he shouted shoto flinched and looked to the floor in embarrassment.

“M-my sister..?” Shoto muttered nervously as the blonde huffed, “your sister would cry if she saw this.”

Shoto blinked befire snapping back, glaring at the blonde as he stated, “well if your sooo great then do it yourself!” He sighed at katsuki huffed and started cooking, “fine, I will.” He muttered as he continued.

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That led to a lavish meal, fried calamari and salad on the side with miso soup boiled to perfection as the vegetables floated with the perfect amount of seasoning. The drinks were a dark red and ice cubes bounced as katsuki placed the drinks down.

“Well? Isn’t this better than the trash fire you were making.” He said smugly as he sat next to shoto.

As shoto dug in his eyes widened, a reluctant smile growing onto his face as he ate, “yes I must admit.. this is great.” He admitted with a small grin.

Katsuki smirked, “told ya.” He said confidently as he dug in too, slightly shocked at how good it was, even if he did make it.

Heyo here’s twelfth day!

Hope y’all enjoy.

Izuku was tired. That was an understatement. He just had training with all might and Katsuki, and training was much worse. He had second to none sleep thanks to the nightmares of kamino ward.

He sighed, too tired to even bother with schoolwork. Quite easily people noticed, got worried. Shoto walked closer tapped him on the shoulder and looked worried, “you ok midoryia..? He mumbled as he stared into his eyes.

Izuku flinched and nodded, “yeah.. just tired.. of… you know.. life.” He sighed as shoto nodded in understanding, looking at him in sympathy. Shoto took and gave a deep breath before answering, “you know we are here for you right?”

Izuku only nodded in response as he started walking back to the dorms.

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After a few more hours of a nap he was woken up by a presence he could feel, he groaned and turned over to try escaping and keeping warm but it didn’t leave. It felt like a hand stroking his cheek but he couldn’t be sure who it was until he heard a huff and felt hands wrap around him.

Katsuki. Katsuki was cuddling him.

He tried not to go bright red and ruin the moment as he snuggled in closer but Katsuki humned and pulled him closer, a small breath felt on izuku’s neck as he was nuzzled into by the blonde. Izuku hummed and actually started relaxing.

That was when he felt it, the cold jolt of AFO staring at him. He flung up and used, by his knowledge, 50% of his power. He froze as he felt the whole dorm go into chaos, his face dropping as he realised it was his fault. He needed to get his shit together.

He locked himself into his room with an upset look on his face, curling into a ball as he started crying.

He was the problem.

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After a few more hours he heard a knock, “let me in dumbass.” The voice grumbled before a cooler and more gentle voice came out behind it, “let us in midoryia…”

He huffed and reluctantly opened the door, trying to smile as he saw the blonde and dual haired boy stare back in worry, their faces almost dropping as he saw the depressed and drained greenette staring back.

“D- izuku.. stop hiding in your room, we know it was an accident Damn it.” Bakugou said firmly as he glanced at todoroki for approval, when he got a nod in response he looked back at deku and sat onto his bed.

“But.. I-i hurt you guys- I-i didn’t want to..” izuku muttered, before shoto hummed and held izuku’s hand, squeezing it gently as he locked eyes with midoryia.

“That isn’t true you know.. we don’t think that and neither does anybody else in 1-A.” Shoto said as bluntly as he could without sounding too mean. Patting izuku’s thigh as katsuki huffed, “exactly, so stop acting like this got it?” Katsuki poked his side to try prove a point but izuku only flinched and tried pushing him away.

Katsuki paused and looked at shoto. That was an idea. Shoto chuckled and brought izuku closer, “your not.. ticklish.. are you midoryia..?” He muttered into izuku’s ear, smirking as the boy snickered and tried pulling away, bakugou’s large arms blocking him.

“N-nohoho- hahaha! Kahahacchan! Wahahaihihit!” The young boy squealed as katsuki started digging into his sides. Shoto chuckling and forcing his hands up so he could dig into his armpit, causing the boy to giggle louder.

“Aw.. how are you giggling this badly already?” Katsuki muttered as he led him down and started to dig into his stomach instead, putting his body laid onto the bed as shoto moved to his thighs. Izuku’s giggles turning into squeaky laughs, “StohOHOhohop! Ihihit tickles..”

“That’s kinda the point izuku…” shoto muttered as his hands moved quicker. Katsuki pulling away and shoto reluctantly doing it as izuku deflated.

“Feeling better?” Katsuki pats his shoulder as izuku nodded.

“Good now let’s get downstairs.”

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Edit: sorry this took so long haha-

Bye!!

I am here!

Eleventh day here!

Hope everyone likes it:

It was freezing cold outside to say the least. Most of 1-A had dashed outside at the mere sight of the snow while the others stayed in side nice and warm. The snow thrown and used to be built freezing fingers off at different speeds as the lazy winter wind ran through.

Meanwhile inside the fire blazed as the more “sensible” members of 1-A spoke. The chatter almost heard over the warm glare of the fire as a forgotten movie could be heard in the background.

Iida glanced outside in slight worry as he poked his head out the blanket river he placed himself in, “you think we should check on them..?” He said in slight worry before momo sighed, “it is getting late.. and bakugou is almost done with dinner…”.

Uraraka sighed, resting back onto the pillow fortress she made with the help of shoji, who was now resting in said pillow fortress with Tsu and tokoyami. She looked outside before jumping back at the snowball that was thrown at the window.

“Come outside you cowards!” They heard denki yell as he threw another snow ball, jiro shaking her head before burying herself back in blankets, “leave them..” she muttered, “they’ll get bored of us eventually..”

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After a few minutes they heard them leave and sighed, finslly able to properly rest. Bakugou walked back in with a very upset Satou.

“Deal with this idiot. He almost killed me.” Bakugou said before throwing the grumpy satku towards the pillow fort, knocking it over like bowling pins in a bowling alley. Satou sighed, “sorry… I kinda burnt the crème brûlée..” he muttered as iida patted his back, “it’s ok we know you didn’t mean to.”

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After a while the door opened and in trudged a cold wet and tired other members of 1-A. Izuku whined and he faceplanted into the sofa, Denki only just making in to the warm carpet before deciding a nap.

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Hope you all enjoyed! Bye!!

Say why you like the villain in the comments!

Hey y’all! I have a slightly better schedule now!!

Hope you enjoy the.. tenth? Tenth day of Christmas!

(Btw warning this is an au not the actual story.)

It was cold in the apartment but hey, the hell could shoto do? Light it up? The electricity bill was far too high enough as it was already. So when he walked out to see the deep blue sky gazing back down at him as clouds wafted about and chatter danced on the wind he got a feeling of emptiness. He wished someone was there with him.

He sighed and went to his desk in the spare room and started typing up some random thing on his computer, a bored look on his face as he watched his computer dash quickly.

That all changed soon enough. He saw his landlord, a little old woman with bright purple hair with green calm eyes, waddle in. “Shoto! I need your take on having someone move in with you.”

Shoto paused before turning to look at the lady, “who?” He mumbled, his confused look only growing at the sight of she gave him.

“A boy.. his name is katsuki bakugou. I hope you’re ok with that..?” Her voice practically sang as he looked up at him in empathy and expectance.

The dual haired boy hummed and smiled with a nod, “sure, I’m sure it won’t be too bad.” He said as he walked into his room and checked where an extra bed and stuff could fit, not even hearing the old woman mumble a quiet ‘if only…’ before nodding.

“Great! He’ll come in at 3 tommorow ok?” She asked again with a tired look as shoto smiled and nodded, “sure! Sounds great!”

The old lady smiled, “great. See you soon ok?” She asked gently as shoto nodded and walked off out of the apartment door, the small clang of the stairs echoing as she walked down.

Shoto smiled, this was going to be great! He thought to himself as he started tidying everything up and fixing up some dinner. A new roommate!

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That’s the end of part one have a nice day!!

My ass is losing motivation sooo here are some of my 1-A headcanons/rules.

Ok so basically:

Rule 1: bakusquad isn’t allowed in the kitchen without supervision. This was after denki blew up the fridge, kirishima broke the counter, sero and Mina exploded the flower abd baking spiced.

Rule 2: if bakugou/midoryia are caught fighting grab aizawa/midnight.

Rule 3: monopoly and uno are banned

Rule 4: no use of the words ( freak, useless, weirdo or mistake.

Rule 5: if anybody feels like a panic attack/ anxiety attack get them yo their room instantly.

Rule 6: no slang terms.

Rule 7: only wake aizawa past 10:00 if an emergency (side note running out of toilet paper/having a nightmare ISNT an emergency.)

Rule 8: mineta is fully allowed to be punished if needed.

Rule 9: the pills tablets (period pains and sickness) are allowed to be opened by iida and momo ONLY.

Rule 10: use correct pronouns for the whole class only.

That’s all!!

Happy eighth day of Christmas guys!!

Here’s another fic!!

Hope y’all enjoy!

It was a cold and boring day at 3 in the morning, the hustle and yell of the city dancing in the cold winter air as the stars shone down into the city below. All of it mixing as a melody that was lost in the dark and lonely sky that hawks was flying in.

It didn’t take him long to get home to his apartment though. Welcoming home dabi, who was talking to the cat, phoenix.

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Dabi’s head perked up as he heard the damn bird walking through the door, a scoff escaping his scarred lips as he got up, “took you long enough bird brain.” He scolded, wrapping his arms around keigo instantly.

“Missed you too burnt bitch.” Keigo shot back with a smirk as he pat his back.

“Missed you.. you know that? Twice is as hyper as ever and toga had almost cut herself twice.” Dabi listed, a smile on his face although he looked tired. Hawks chuckled, “I can’t leave for a minute huh?” He shot back with a smirk as he walked inside.

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SORRY THIS WAS SO SHORT I AM SUPER BUSY AND FORGOT! BYEEE

Hellooo everyone and this is the seventh fic of Christmas

(So sorry my timetable is screwed up)

Hope y’all enjoy!!

Credits: @call-me-copycat for this amazing idea! Give them follows they deserve pleaseee

It was a week before Christmas, 1-A went on a large shopping trip to prepare.

“Ok!” Mina yelled as she clapped her hands and continued, “iida placed me in charge so we can do this properly abd efficiently or whatever!! Split up, but anything and everything Christmas like!”

She looked around at the nods and cheers of her classmates and nodded, “LETS GO!” She yelled loudly as she dashed off with momo and jiro.

And so 1-A dissipated in every direction, nowhere wasn’t infested in the chaotic classmates:

Bakugou and Satou were looking at food and drinks, arguing over sweets and the proper seasoning of a turkey.

Uraraka, izuku, denki, hagakure and kirishima set out for presents. Squealing over all might stuff(mostly izuku) and discussing t-shirt sizes.

Mina, jirou, momo and sero were looking at wrapping paper and aesthetic for the tree and dorms (Mina sneaking in a few mistletoe and silly string).

Shoto and iida were busy babysitting the others(iida mostly) as they all split up to do their things.

Iida watching in confusion but shock nonetheless over tokoyami looking at notebooks and guitars(after the music at the festival he was convinced to try again.)

“I didn’t know you wanted to try playing a-“ iida muttered before going silent again over tokoyami raising a silencing finger and strumming a few notes, humming a long a tune. “After the festival I decided to take up the path of music after all..” his low voice sung out as he turned his beak to iida.

Shoto was busy looking at soba with Tsu, who was looking at a cookbook for her siblings or 1-A.

Shoto hummed, “you think I should get the easy cook soba or the microwaveable soba..?” Shoto questioned as Tsu just hummed.

“Honestly I’m not sure.. depends on how each taste.” Tsu sighed as she stared into her dual coloured friend’s eyes in boredom and acceptance.

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1-A left the mall satisfied, safe to say it was a success.

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Hope everyone enjoyed!!

Y’all this is it.

a heads up for anyone agonizing over 431 and it’s distinct oddness compared to the rest of the manga/as a last chapter:

tl;dr horikoshi asserts that 429 is mha’s final chapter and 430 is mha’s epilogue. he subtly implies he did not independently write 431 and less subtly implies he does not see it as part of his main storyline. basically up to us if we want to see it as canon or not, but to horikoshi, chapter 430 was the end of bnha.

Hey y’all I thought I’d add a big three one in here sooo ya!

Enjoyy

It was a cold day out, nejire was making hot chocolate as Mirio and tamaki were playing with eri, a happy look on the little girl’s face as she happily doodled.

Mirio paused, “soo tamaki? Real quick what can you do if you eat turkey?” He asked suddenly as he turned to tamaki with a smile, curious more than bright.

Tamaki paused before shrugging and nervously replying, “I-i don’t kn-know I’m not entirely sure..” he paused before sighing and continuing, “but I assume you’d like t-to find out..?”

Mirio quickly nodded as the nervous navy haired boy sighed and got up to borrow some from the fridge that they’d bought earlier. He opened his mouth and bit, his mouth cutting it into small bounds befire swallowing it.

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Neijire poked her head out and gasped in awe and shock, giggling a little at the sight of amajiki with a beak and turkey wings. Mirio smiled, “nejire! Isn’t this cool? Amajiki is a turkey!!!” He said happily as he stood up and gestured to amajiki.

Nejire shook her head and smiled, “beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous.”

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Sorry for it being short I ran outta ideas-

I AM HERE WITH ANOTHER FIC!!

Go check out the ask box/notes below if you have any ideas/ asks!

Bakugou sighed. It was super tiring after working out and sparring with deku, AND winning of course. After falling onto his bed he sighed as he started looking at some new things on his phone, few minutes later izuku texts him.

“Hey kacchan Ik your probably either asleep or studying but can I pleasee go hang out with you?”

A long pause before bakugou finally answered.

“Quickly ya hear me? And don’t let anybody find out or hear or your dead got it?”

“Got it.”

It didn’t take long before katsuki heard a knock at the door and excitedly reluctantly opened it, “bout time. You took to long nerd.” The blonde grumbled as izuku came in and sat down.

“Is that your way of saying hello?” Izuku teased as he gave a small poke to katsuki’s side. Bakugou froze before looking at izuku, “is this what we are doing now?”Katsuki sighed as before grabbing izuku’s wrist and poking his side and tummy back.

Izuku snickered, “ohohok gohohod I’m ohohnly kidding.”

Bakugou rolled his eyes, a smirk now growing on his face, “your already giggling? I almost forgot how sensitive you are.” He teased before fully digging into his stomach.

Izuku laughed, “ohohok! Ok mehehercy mehehercyihihi-“ katsuki smiled and let go before bringing him closer for cuddles.

“Don’t try that again.” Bakugou mumbled as izuku nodded, “fine.” Izuku huffed.

That was a lie.

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HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!

FOURTH FIC PF CHRISTMAS!!!

👋hold it!! I have an announcement!!👋

I just wanna say thanks for all the likes I’m getting and support! I love it so so much and it means a lot!!! I know mha had kinda gotten chaotic but this made my day so much so Thanks!!

That’s all and please enjoy!

It was.. a nice day to say at least. Everyone was smiling and laughing, a fun littke snow day for the classes since it was too cold to do anything. So far it was relaxing and a calm day until..

Bam! Shoto got a snowball thrown hard into his face, he flinched and paused to see a smirking denki who was hiding in a snow fort along with the rest of the bakusquad.

“What.. what was that for..?” Shoto mumbled in confusion, tilting his head as he turned to look at denki’s astonished face, “you- you don’t know what a snowball fight is..?” The blonde said, his voice barely up into a whisper as bakugou scoffed and izuku’s face turned from playful to sympathy.

Of course he hadn’t he grew up with endeavour..

After a few minutes of silence, Bakugou sighed and threw another one at izuku, “let’s show him then huh dumbass?!” He shouted, grabbing his other classmates’ attention. Everyone apart from the very confused shoto gave a small look of understandance before getting into a ready position.

Izuku held shoto’s hand and gave him a snowball, “I’ll teach you ok?” He waited for shoto’s nod before smiling and continuing, “ok so raise your arm like that.. tilt your hand and make sure you know where you want throw but put some power into it aand.. GO!”

Shoto threw hard as he could, the cold ball of fluffy ice smacked a now shocked sero in the cheek, a small smile now growing on shoto’s face as he prepared to throw another.

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It didn’t take long before everyone went inside and got warm again, shoto tapped izuku’s shoulder with a gentle smile, “thanks for teaching me izuku..”. Izuku nodded as he returned the smile with a, “no problem!”

“Let’s do that some other time cause I want a damn rematch. And this time DONT hold back deku!” Bakugou yelled from the kitchen, sipping his hot chocolate as the little marshmallows bounced with every ripple.

Shoto nodded as well as izuku. They were definitely doing that again.

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AHH I hope everyone enjoyed this one as much as I did writing it! Love y’all!

Hello and here’s the third fic of Christmas.

Hope everyone enjoys and has a wonderful day!

It was the night befire the night before Christmas. And all through UA.

Aizawa had a plan to give eri Christmas Day.

1-A all gathered round faced filled with despair.

Their minds filled with nothing but “that isn’t fair.”

And so started the plan to save Christmas for eri.

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Aizawa hummed, “alright so shoto, momo, iida and bakugou on gifts?”

Shoto pulled out endeavours credit card and nodded, “yep.”

Aizawa blinked before sighing and rubbing his forehead, “not even gonna ask. But then the rest are focused on decorating and snacks?”

Everyone else nodded befire working double time.

“Let’s do this then.”

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Sorry it was so short I got stressed from private stuff and almost forgot- haha! Sorry-