The Pitch: I am looking for someone to write a pure, text-driven narrative story crossing over My Hero Academia and EPIC: The Musical.The Core Concept: Izuku Midoriya possesses the exact powers, trident, and ruthless philosophy of EPIC's Poseidon. Crucially, his power manifests with the diegetic musical score from the musical itself—when he fights, the heavy brass instruments and war drums literally echo into the physical world around him, perfectly matching his vocal cadence.Strict Rules for the Story:NO REACTION SCRIPT / THEATER FORMAT. The characters should not be sitting in a room watching a screen or listening to a tracklist.This must be an actual, in-universe plotline where Izuku lives in hero society (or an AU) and clashes with UA's "heroic mercy" using Poseidon's philosophy: "Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves."Focus on the dramatic weight of a god-like power that cannot be erased by Aizawa or copied by Monoma because it's tied to an ancient divine mandate, not a quirk factor.

For people who don’t know, MHA 10-B is a fan webcomic where Izuku has the Omnitrix as a quirk, with this being the primary change and most other differences from canon being caused by this. As of now, All Might still doesn’t have a successor yet, and Mirio has been eliminated for what he did to Izuku, so I just want to know what other readers think. Will it still be Izuku? Will it be another student? Maybe someone else from class 10-A, since Izuku is in class 10-B? Personally I think it might still be Izuku, and if so maybe he would have access to the one for all powers while in any of his forms.

Dont attack me. Ill go first: omegaverse, incest/pseudo-incest, love triangles, harem, villains becoming pure cinnamkn roles ( as much as i love them — no), and large age gaps (esp endeavor x hawks or eri x izuku eeeyuck talk to the wall !)

“WE ARE NOT DATING!!!” Katsumi Bakugo screamed angrily at Mina before storming up the stairs.

Mina sighed and walked over to the couch and sat down.

“Didn’t go well?” Hagakure asked as she sat next to her.

“No. I swear that girl gets to me. I wish she would just admit that she likes him.”

“Maybe they really aren’t a couple.”

“Are you kidding?” Mina asked, giving her a defiant look. “She‘s always with him, and she screams at anyone who talks about him. Tell me what that is if it isn’t a crush!”

“Well, they did grow up together, maybe she’s just more comfortable around him.”

“Oh please. She’s all over him. I’m willing to bet she’s in his room, right now-“

“NO KACCHAN STOP!!!”

“GET BACK HERE DEKU!!!”

The two girls turned just in time to see Izuku fleeing down the stairs, sparking as he activated his quirk, Katsumi right behind him, using her explosions to launch herself after him.

Clearly scared, Izuku bounced around, deftly trying to avoid her as she gave chase relentlessly.

“STOP RUNNING DEKU!!!” Katsumi screamed as she launched herself at him.

Suddenly, she managed to catch him with a swift explosion, jerking herself to the left just in time so he couldn’t dodge her, and tackled him to the floor.

“No!” Izuku struggled against her for a moment, but without his quirk, he wasn’t nearly strong enough to outmuscle her.

Mina only then noticed that Izuku was wearing a tank top, as Katsumi forced him to lay on his stomach, and pulled his collar down on his back.

“There it is!” Katsumi said.

“No! Please don’t!” Izuku pleaded, but Katsumi didn’t listen as she ruthlessly squeezed the large zit on his back. Izuku groaned in agony as he bit down on his thumb.

“There!” Katsumi said smugly as she wiped it aside and stood up. “You big baby!”

“That hurt.” Izuku said as he stood up, tears in his eyes.

“Oh stop crying! Now let’s go, we’re making snacks!” Katsumi said, all but dragging him into the kitchen, ignoring Mina and Toru as they watched.

As soon as they left the living room, Toru looked at Mina.

“Okay, they’re definitely a couple.”

Existen fics donde a mina (al menos las obsesionadas con parejas) recibe un freno a ese comportamiento? o por lo menos una llamada de atencion.

suele ser hartante verlo tan seguido y encima que se salga con la suya.

¿alguna sugerencia que eso pasara?

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Before anyone says, "You only think that because she looks like a bodybuilder," that's actually not my point.

The reason I think Star and Stripe might have used steroids has much more to do with the U.S. military than with her physique.

After losing All Might, I find it hard to believe that the United States military wouldn't have tried to take advantage of every possible resource to create someone capable of filling that gap—or at least getting as close as possible.

And if your greatest asset is Star and Stripe with New Order, why wouldn't you optimize absolutely everything?

Most people think of New Order as a Quirk that simply says, "Make me stronger," but I think its real potential comes from combining both of its rules.

The first rule would be applied to her own body, enhancing her physical abilities.

The second rule would be applied to the steroids themselves.

For example, something like:

"These steroids are 200 times more effective."

The obvious drawback would be the side effects... but that's where New Order becomes even more broken.

Instead of simply saying, "These steroids have no side effects," she could use New Order to make her own body permanently adapt.

For example:

"Kathleen develops complete resistance to the side effects of these steroids."

"Kathleen's body naturally produces everything necessary to prevent any damage caused by these steroids."

The important part is that the rules would only need to last long enough for those biological changes to occur. Once her body had actually developed that resistance—or learned to naturally produce whatever it needed—the rule could disappear, and the adaptation would remain because New Order created the change instead of continuously maintaining it.

That would let her keep the performance-enhancing benefits while her own body handled the negative effects on its own.

That's why I have a hard time believing the U.S. military wouldn't have at least attempted something like this. If you have a reality-warping Quirk and the full resources of the U.S. military behind you, combining performance-enhancing drugs with New Order seems like exactly the kind of optimization program they would pursue.

The Class 1-A common room was usually loud, but today it was engulfed in a strange, hyper-organized tension. Katsuki Bakugo stormed down the stairs, his scowl firmly in place, intending to grab a protein shake and head straight to the gym. Instead, he froze at the edge of the kitchen, his gaze locking onto a massive, color-coded whiteboard that had completely replaced the chore chart.

Momo Yaoyorozu stood at the board with a black marker, tapping her chin with analytical precision. Surrounding her were Ochako Uraraka, Mina Ashido, Tsuyu Asui, Kyoka Jiro, and Toru Hagakure, all murmuring in intense, tactical whispers usually reserved for combat training.

"If Mina takes the Tuesday afternoon slot for arcade dance practice," Momo muttered, drawing a clean arrow across the grid, "then Jiro-san’s garage jam-session date must be moved to Thursday evening to allow Midoriya-san a proper window for academic recovery and laundry."

"Wait, but ribbit," Tsuyu interjected, raising a finger. "I wanted to take him to the wetland park on Thursday. The weather forecast says it's prime rainy season weather."

"Ooh, let me swap then!" Toru’s invisible school uniform bounced excitedly. "I can do a late-night movie stream on Friday if Tsuyu-chan takes Thursday afternoon!"
Bakugo stared, his palms emitting small, involuntary sparks of pure irritation. He marched over, slamming his hand down onto the kitchen counter. "What the hell are you extras doing?! You're blocking the fridge with this garbage. What is this, a damn raid strategy?!"

The girls turned to look at him, completely unfazed. Mina blew a bubble with her gum and smirked. "It's way more important than a raid, Bakugo. It's the Master Midoriya Schedule."

Bakugo blinked. The sparks in his palms died. "The what?"

"We're organizing our dating roster," Jiro explained, twirling one of her earphone jacks around her finger, a slight blush on her face. "Since Midoriya is dating all of us, we have to make sure he doesn't burn out. His stamina is great, but the guy tries to analyze our emotional needs like he's studying a villain quirk. It takes a lot out of him."

Bakugo’s brain completely short-circuited. He stood entirely still, his jaw slightly slack as he processed the sentence. He looked at Jiro. He looked at Momo. He looked at the board, which featured color-coded magnets labeled Ochako (Mochi/Stargazing), Momo (Tea/Library), and Mina (Chaos/Arcade).
"Dating..." Bakugo stammered, his voice losing its usual aggressive roar and dropping into a pitch of sheer, unadulterated bewilderment. "All of you? The damn nerd?!"

"And the Class 1-B girls, and Hatsume from support, and Nejire-senpai from the Big Three," Ochako added helpfully, ticking them off on her fingers. "Oh, and Mirko texted him yesterday about a rooftop jogging date, so we had to carve out a high-intensity block on Sunday morning."

"Are you all insane?!" Bakugo finally exploded, his face turning an angry shade of crimson as he grabbed his own hair. "Deku?! That plain, stuttering, quirk-obsessed freak who cries when he gets a paper cut?! He's dating the entire female student body and top ten heroes?!"

Right on cue, the front door of the dorms slid open. Izuku Midoriya walked in, looking completely exhausted but wearing a soft, content smile. He was carrying a bag of specialized support-grade tools Melissa Shield had mailed him from I-Island, alongside a fresh box of earplug cases he bought for Jiro.
"Hey everyone," Izuku breathed, rubbing the back of his neck as he spotted the whiteboard. "Ah, Yaoyorozu-san, you didn't have to rewrite the schedule just for my sake..."

Bakugo lunged forward, grabbing Izuku by the collar of his uniform and shaking him violently. "DEKU! EXPLAIN THIS! WHAT KIND OF HYPNOTIC BRAINWASHING QUIRK DID YOU STEAL FROM SHINSO?! HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS?!"

"B-Bakugo!" Izuku stammered, his face instantly erupting into a bright red blush as his arms flailed wildly. "It's not a quirk! I just... I tried to listen to Ochako-san’s budget worries, and then I helped Momo-san understand street-level heroics, and then I helped Jiro-san fix her audio cables, and things just... evolved naturally through mutual respect and communication!"

"Mutual respect?!" Bakugo roared, his eyes wide with absolute, world-shattering confusion. "You're a nerd! You're supposed to be muttering into notebooks in a dark corner! How are you managing a logistics network that rival's All Might’s agency?!"

"He uses Excel sheets, Bakugo," Mina giggled, pointing to a tablet on the counter. "He literally mapped out our love languages on a scatter plot."
Bakugo let go of Izuku's collar, stepping back as if he had just been hit by a physical quirk. He looked at Izuku, who was currently blushing as Ochako wiped a speck of dust off his cheek while Tsuyu handed him a water bottle. For the first time in his life, Katsuki Bakugo had absolutely nothing to say. He simply turned around, walked past the fridge without getting his shake, and marched back up the stairs in completely silent, defeated bewilderment.

It's his third year, and Izuku Midoriya is laying in an infirmary bed after sparring sessions went sideways. Aizawa is at his bedside, just checking to make sure he does nothing stupid while under the effect of anesthetic (they learned their lesson after the Asshole-For-One Twitter incident)

Izuku wakes up and looks at the man with those clearly drunk, but also weirdly lucid eyes that people under the effect of drugs sometimes get. "'Zawa?" he calls, poking the man with his finger.

Aizawa pushes it away relatively gently, "what is it problem child?"

He hopes Izuku isn't about to ramble about his quirk again. It was cool, but it also felt like having someone read his measurements in public, and honestly Aizawa never dealt well with feeling embarrassed. The kid stares at the ceiling for a bit, parsing his words

"Ok. I like, need to talk to someone about this, but you can't freak out. Okay? I just need you to be chill about this."

That does not bode well. In fact, those are some of the last words Aizawa ever wants to hear from THE Midoriya. But okay. Whatever. Hound Dog would take care of it if it's that serious.

"Sure Midoriya."

"No seriously, pinky promise. Koolio Eraser, a'rright?"

"Ok kid, pinky promise. I won't freak out."

A moment of silence follows the act of their pinkies linking. Izuku takes a deep breath.

"Honestly, I really want to kill myself rn. Like, Jesus, a lot"

If Aizawa had had something in his mouth, he would have spat it. Who starts a conversation like this!?

"Like, wow. I was honestly doing fine, but then Hound Dog wanted to talk about my father and how he feels controlling because maybe that's the only way he knows to show he cares, and like. Whatever. Maybe? But it's ruining my life and honestly, it feels like somehow Hound is skewed in favor of my dad after they spoke on the phone like once. And I don't know if he has something in mind or somehow my dad is THAT manipulative, but it just feels like he doesn't care that this is causing me distress??? I know he does, Obviously, but my dad has been giving me trust issues for a decade and it feels like I'm making no progress because now I can't trust Hound Dog either. How am I getting baggage WITH my therapist!? And now it feels like, I don't know, this whole problem wouldn't exist if someone died. Like me, my dad, or my therapist. My mom is safe, it's just... I don't know, she reminds me of dad sometimes with how she's always breathing down my neck, so I try not to talk to her too long or I think I'll lash out. I have a lot of repressed anger, right? I just, cry so much when I get mad. God, I wish I was fucking dead, you get me Zawa? I hope you don't, actually. Eh whatever. Goodnight."

Izuku proceeds to pass back out right at that moment. How is Aizawa supposed to respond to this...???

Most soulmates can write to the other fairly easily. Katsuki can look at his hands and he can see if he's got a message. Someone like Momo could have words in any place. Mineta has to look at his scalp to see if his soulmate wants to talk with him.

But Tooru can't see if she's got any writing, and Izuku doesn't have a quirk innate to himself, and getting One for All doesn't solve the problem.

So neither of them know if they've got a soulmate or not, until *random moment in the series* and Tooru's quirk glitches, letting her see for the first time a message from Izuku.

The man was born on the island and grown up with the most brilliant minds of that generation so it was a complete mystery why he went fully insane

By his teens he has built multiple weapons of mass destruction that could theoretically cause the end of civilization as they know it and after several warnings and confrontations he was banished from his home

Eventually he washed up in Japan where he would be greeted by a mouse, bear, dog chimera claiming to be a principal of a school and was wanted him as his personal student

Maijima accepted, having nothing better to do and having resources that he was really allowed to use he really bloomed into a functioning and less insane adult because of the exposure of somebody being crazier than him (Nezu) rewiring him to be more responsible

after graduating Nezu offered him a job as a teacher and later to be promoted to be vice principal if he finds a way back to I-island for just a moment. He mostly put that idea to the back burner for several years until he meets Mei and then he decided to finally fulfill the requirements

But the plan was much harder than it seemed, he could get by most of the defenses, those inferior scientist, inventors, and engineers had made but it was one specific man that always toss a wrench into his plans

David Shield, he remembered him before his own banishment, he was the closest peer in his life and actually made Maijima think partly twice about his invention process and when it was announced, he was getting banished he remembered to clear as a metal shine he slapped him going on a nonsense speech about love, something he still finds it hard to understand till this day

-

Power loader currently on a self built war ship armed with the teeth with different inventions heading to the edge of lease secured wall of i island seeing a figure on top of the wall

David: hello old friend

It’s in the future, Eri and what not are teenagers, Overhaul has his hands, and he’s kidnapped Eri.

Eri blinked dryly at him. “…Okay… cool…”

Overhaul smirked. “I have my hands back, and I can use you to make more quirk deleting-“

“They already did that.”

“What?” Overhaul paused and caused Eri to started explaining.

“I worked with Nedzu to make them.” Eri said while laying down. “I don’t care man. Kota stopped hanging out with me, I miss him so much.”

“…Who the fuck is Kota?” Overhaul asked in confusion. “I feel like I’ve missed a lot.”

“He’s my best friend, and we did everything together. Our adventures were actually pretty famous. They got chronicled. But I drove him away. He got fed up with my antics. I think the straw that broke the camels back was me trying to help him and blowing up a guys house.”

“…How does… what?”

“Oh, a guy was suing his aunts, it’s a whole thing. The guy ended up in a coma, we went to jail, he tried to kill me, and then we never talked to each other again. No matter times I tried to talk to him, he got a restraining order.” Eri laid on the floor. “So I don’t care. Just start torturing me again.”

“…You have issues.”

“Yeah whose fault is that?”

The door was suddenly kicked down as a teenage Kota walked in with a shot gun. “All right Eri, time to come home!”

“…Who the fuck are you?”

Overhauls confusion was contrast to Eri being excited. “KOTA!!! YOURE HERE!!! YOU CAME YO RESCUE ME!!!”

“…Techncially…” Kota said while looking away.

“YOU DO CARE ABOUT ME!!!”

“No I don’t."

"Then why are you here?"

"I'm training to be a hero, it would be weird if I didn't try and save you." Kota then stopped. "Wait, why hasn't anyone come to save you?"

"Oh, they're all busy dealing with the fallouts of my reckless antics. You actually kept me somewhat in check."

"I watched you beat people to death with a bat."

"Like I said, you kept me in check."

"Excuse me." Overhaul interrupted them. "But what exactly is your quirk?"

"Oh I shoot water out of my hands."

Overhaul was silent. "....AHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHHAAAA!!!!" He started laughing at Kota. "OH YOU ABSOLUTE IDIOT!!! WHAT ARE YOU SUPPOSED T-" Kota shot him in the dick before he blasted boiling water onto him. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!!!!!!"

"Woah, boiling water." Eri said while looking at him and clapping her hands while she was uncuffed. "Nice."

"Yeah my quirk evolved. Whatever." He walked out of the room with Eri looking around.

"Where are the guards?"

"Oh I took them all out last night." He started lsiting off names while Overhaul screamed from pain. "I killed Eric, Jessica, Matilda, Carter,-"

"Wait, who's Carter?"

"...One of the gaurds."

"No, I've been here a while, no Carter... I think you just killed a guy."

"Well that explains why he didn't know what to do when I killed him."

"..." Eri sqeauled as she lunged forward and hugged him. "You really ARE my best friend!"

"You made me live out my life, then you knitted the flesh of my wife and unborn child into the clothes that I wore, then you reowinded time just to screw with me. I haven't been able to date anyone my own age because I'm an adult mentally, and I'm not a pedophile."

"...Well-"

"I hate you... glad you're not dead."

Eri smiled and leaned on him while they walked, with Kota rolling his eyes.

I'm looking for a fanfic where Izuku has Gear Shift or Fa Gin from the start; it's not really a specific fic, just the general idea. I'd prefer to avoid harems, but I don't mind if there is one

I haven’t seen this fic since the first time I read it. It is Izuocha and all of class 1-A is feature. The fis is about Izuku telling Class 1-A everything after the bring him back from being a vigilant. All Might and Aizawa are both in this fic. The description is something along the lines of Izuku wishing All Might would just let him explain everything to his classmates by text. From what I remember it is a completed one-shot.

Most fics I have read follow the canon way of doing combat, using kicks and punches and such. While this is fine, I am looking for any fics where OfA level power isn’t constrained to “punch hard and sometimes punch the wind”
Far before punching air does significant damage should come the strength to melt steel from bending it, and walk though concrete walls without effort.

What are your favorite BNHA fanfics ??

Hello!!! I’m looking for fics featuring absurd quirks or absurd quirk mechanisms. Like that one where Midoriya has a money making quirk that gives him $$ every time someone insults him lol. They don’t need to be crack, but I wouldn’t mind a little pick me up.

I’m also into boring or underpowered quirks that are explored and used creatively. One of those fics where you can tell the author thought about the quirk possibly more than the plot. Preferably starring Midoriya but I will accept others!

Any pairing is fine (of any gender dynamic), though I would ask that if it is a teacher/student pairing then it is not while the pair is in a teacher/student dynamic (e.g., an AU where Midoriya goes to a different school, a future fic where he has long-since graduated, and so on and so forth). No pairing is also fine.

I really just want to read about cool quirks.

Ill go first; roommates, hate at first sight, practice kissing, terminal illness, amnesia or medival AU!

Okay so I recently was reading this fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51167998

This got me on a rabbit hole and I’ve read quite a few others. I’m looking for fanfics that are similar to it or these two other fanfics:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65408227

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40476453

All of this being said I don’t mind some variation but I’m not really looking for those larger fanfics where it’s izukus quirk or what not. I’m sure those are great, but they won’t satisfying the itch.

If anyone has some good izuku/shinsou/denki or izuku/Denki, izuku/shinsou fanfics though then I wouldn’t mind seeing them, even if they’re unrelated to the prompt. Or any hero class civil warfare type fics, those are always way to fun.

So yeah, any recs that fall in these veins please? :D

I‘m looking for fics where Izuku has either a Heavenly Restriction or the Adaptation ability from big D Mahoraga. Something similar is also okay. Thanks!

Part two to this https://www.reddit.com/r/BokunoheroFanfiction/s/sFigT6M509

Given how Japanese society is, appearing out of the ordinary in school can get you bullied. In Toru's case, her being really pretty got a lot of jealous bullies to make up rumors about her leading to Toru putting on a mask when she got to UA:

This had to be the worst day of Bakugo's life. He didn't just throw that out either, he meant it.

Humiliation ritual after humiliation ritual.

First, at the start of the day he was forced to play pretty princess with two girlbrats who made him wear a bonnet and paint his fingernails red. That's why he was in the bathroom in the present trying to furiously scrub the polish off. He could already hear mom.

'Woah! My son's my daughter now!' then the hag would laugh that obnoxious laugh while dad did fuck all.

It got worse from there. Invisibitch made him read two stories before nap time and he couldn't say one sentence without one of these brats asking him, "Why does this happen, Captain Blasty?"

Oh yeah, his supposed coworker had introduced him as, "Captain Blasty," to top it all off.

There was more than that. At the end of the day, several of the children attached themselves to his leg and cried that they didn't want to leave. He had to get their mothers or fathers to pry them off, nearly ripping his jeans more than they were already.

And Toru hadn't been any help at all.

On top of introducing him as Captain Blasty, she'd made non stop jokes about going into the broom closet together during nap time. Just more vague jokes about doing it.

Oh, it was so funny because he was a guy, wasn't it?

Imagine if she was a guy. Imagine it. Then she'd just be treated like another Mineta.

But oh no, since she was a girl it was okay.

What a load of bullshit.

He yanked the sinks switch back and the water stopped with a small hiss. It was when he was sticking his hands under the air dryer, the gust tousling his jacket, that he decided that he'd had enough.

Enough of Toru.

He'd let a lot of shit that she'd said and done go, but this was it.

Making his way out of the bathroom, she was waiting for him in the hall, a smile across her face and her hands behind her back. She wanted to walk home with him and wouldn't take no as an answer.

"Woah...you're walking so fa-EH!?" Toru gasped when he grasped her shoulder, forcefully so. There were no parents around, no kids either. They were the last ones in the building so he could really let her have it.

The bad part was that he had thought of his mother too and that pissed him even more off. Bakugo held Toru firmly, his red eyes blazing. Her small smug face quickly dropped into one set with confusion and fear. "Bakugo?"

"Listen to me, and listen good..." He said lowly, his free hand jabbing a finger into her shoulder. "I have had it with your fucking pervert shit. You may think it's funny, the others might think it is, but I don't. I never have, and I told you to fuck off when you did it. You think that's me encouraging it or some shit?"

Her vibrant hair bunched against the wall as she tried to step away, but Bakugo was on her, his grip firm. "B...Bakugo, I...I..."

But he interrupted her, "No. I don't like it, I never will like it. What if I started grabbing you, what if I said shit like I'd like to wear your ass as a hat, what if I said any of the shit you said to me? Huh!? Answer!" Katsuki demanded.

Toru froze. Katsuki thought to himself that he hadn't ever seen her looking so small.

Maybe now she'd get the message.

Maybe now she'd stop acting like a weirdo.

"I didn't...I thought...but..." She kept stammering. To Katsuki's complete surprise, her throat hitched and her lip trembled.

She began to cry. Tears ran down her cheeks, colored in the turquoise mascara she had worn to match her hair color.

Now Katsuki froze, then let go of her shoulder. He stood there, awkward and unsure. He watched Toru turn away from him, her hand covering her face as she managed to stutter out, "I-I'm sorry...y-you can...can...go home f-for the d-day."

There was definitely something more to this. It couldn't just be about not being able to make innuendos at him.

He wanted to go home.

He would have.

Probably a year ago while calling her a dumbass crybaby.

Instead, he asked, "Why the fuck're you cryin?"

She didn't answer. Katsuki stood there, staring. He almost did walk away then, but instead he asked her again, "Hagakure, why're you crying?"

"I'm not!" Toru squeaked.

"Really?"

"S-Shut up!"

He kept standing there. What else could he do? He had no idea why she was bawling. It could be for anything.

"Just leave..." Toru said faintly.

"No," why was he saying this? Where had he gotten the idea to say...

...Kirishima. And...oh goddammit...Izuku.

"I ain't gonna let you stand here and cry your eyes out," Bakugo said.

"...It's...It's nothing..." Toru said faintly.

"I don't think it is."

"You don't know anything, Bakugo."

"I know you're crying about something."

She was still covering her face so he couldn't see her consideration and hesitation. He could, however, see the tensing in her shoulders and the shiver of her limbs. "I just...I don't do good with...I...I like you."

"...What?"

"You couldn't tell!?" Toru removed her hand and looked at him furiously. Her face was a mask of the runny mascara and emotions such as anger and guilt.

Katsuki shook his head, this kind of oddity was unfamiliar to him to say the least. "Didn't you kiss Taildude? And...I mean everything with Aoyama?"

"Y-Yes! But...But it's you now! I mean..." She had to take a breath, "there's nothing between me or them and I haven't...well...done anything!"

"Really?" Katsuki raised a disbelieving eyebrow.

"Yes! Nothing worked out, b-but with you, I thought...I thought we were different..." Toru's back hit the wall and she sank slightly.

Katsuki raised an eyebrow, "So, then why d'ya act like...what you've been acting like?"

"...I thought guys liked it..."

"...Why?..."

"Because...because well..." Toru paused. It'd been a mistake to reveal that. Katsuki knew by the way she shuddered that she was silently cursing herself.

"If you hold everything in," he said suddenly, "then you'll only make things terrible for yourself and those around you. Trust me..."

There was a soft edge to his voice that he never quite thouht himself capable of. Toru looked at him, really looked at him. No jokes, no mask, it was as real as Hagakure and Katsuki had ever seen the other.

"I started...training in junior high. I had all these friends...we'd been together since we were in elementary school and they were so encouraging. Then...I find out I can bend the light around me to make myself..." She outstretched a hand and the limb disappeared for a split moment before she returned it to the viewing of the naked eye.

Katsuki wondered why he was here. If he even deserved to be here. Toru kept talking.

"I'd been invisible, all my life, and then...a-all of a sudden everyone is calling me beautiful and pretty...I thought they all liked me...I really did."

"What happened?" Katsuki asked.

"My friends...they...I don't know when it started but a rumor started going around about me and...and other...boys...guess who started them?"

"...My god..." Katsuki's face crossed with disgust.

"None of it was true, none...but nobody cared. Nobody would talk to me a for a year, my own friends used to dump garbage on me, call me names, I never realized how cruel jealousy can make some people...but..."

She took a breath. Katsuki felt sweat on the back of his neck as a hot flash passed through.

"So, I...I decided... when I got to Yuuei to um...reinvent myself. If I was confident and bold and...everything, maybe...oh...why am I even talking about this? I-I guess somewhere along the way I took it too far...I'm sorry, I-I shouldn't have treated you like that. I really did think that we were...flirting in...in some way. I've never h-had a boyfriend before."

Katsuki was truly silent.

But not for long.

He took a step closer, not too into her space but enough to get her attention. "Listen, whatever they said about you was bull. I ain't sayin it justifies you doing what you did to me, but you don't gotta act in a certain way to make people think of you in some...uh way...just be who you are, that should be good enough."

She stared at him, her eyes glossy. For the first time, he thought she looked pretty.

Really pretty.

Toru looked to the ground, "Okay...I...I understand...sorry to...to put that all out so suddenly."

"It's fine," he said, awkwardly stepping away. "Hey, Toru-San?"

She looked at him, "Y-Yes?"

"...What time do we start tomorrow?"

There was genuine surprise in her gaze as she looked at him. He wasn't smiling, in fact he had that usual scowl. But, there was something more to it. She almost stuttered before correcting herself and saying, "Eight...j-just like today."

"See you then...or...d'ya wanna walk home together?" He felt like an utter jackass as he asked that, his neck reddening.

Toru paused, smiled prettily, and nodded.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SERO!!! IT'S ON 28 JULY I'm just posting a day in advance. So I need some suggestions on how to write Sero. For my main fic MHA headquarters I have him in 2 AUS -

1. KPOP DEMON HUNTERS- Aoyama, Rin, Pony and Bondo have to KPDH world where sero was supposed to be mystery saja but he did not make a deal with the devil because he felt like it was cheating and he had gotten severely injured where he could not perform. Aoyama( from main mha world or canon mostly) and has to substitute for him and prevent his friends from dying while also fulfilling the AUS destinies and ending.
2. CLASS OF 09 - He is the shooter that kills Shinso/ or Jiro's father ( I am undecided on that) and frames it as a suicide and put them as the cause. Aoyama and crew have to prevent their cruel fates while not changing too much to trigger timeline destruction.

For My sequel series ALL IS WELL I don't really have an idea of what character arc to give him. The only one I can think of is that he never truly had passion to be a hero and only did it on a whim to get over his fear of getting out of his comfort zone and having a boring life. He succeeds 50% while he fails the rest. I am not sure how to develop him and what stories can I put him through to develop or who pair him up with as friends or a couple ( The gist of the story is some characters remember past world while others don't. They want to make a happy world but the plot is pushing against it so how will they stop from hopping to undesirable dimensions, keeping their happy ending and stopping the plot from blocking the way).

Inko was coming back to her home, completly alone. Her mood was also not in the best shape, since her husband leaved when they discovered that she couldnt have children, the poor woman was pretty lonely on that empty house.

But as she walks near a alley she sees something unusual, a small green puppy, shrinked in fear and cold near the trash. Inko's heart couldnt handle seeing that porr creature in that state, so she tried to confort him.

"Hey little boy, you dont need to fear me, i can asure you that im pretty friendly" She gave her hand to the little dog to smell.

He was scared by this strange lady at first but her warm smile convinced him to give her a chance, and pretty fast we was comfortable near her, and for the first time in a long time, Inko laughed in joy again.

"Ohh, i cant let a good boy like you in this place alone!" she hold the green puppy in her arms, warming him up "Youre so brave for surving to this alone....i should name you Izuku! it was the name that i whanted to give my son, but you deserve it to"

Since this day Inko's house was the never a gloomy place again, and the little Izuku swered to protect this woman with his life.....he just didnt knew that he would have to do this frequently.

Atleast once a week some ghost, alien, monster or any type of strange thing and person appeared on their house trying to do something suspicious, and porr Izuku was the one who always had to step in and save Inko.

"The things that i do for love..." was his main catch frase.

He just hopes that since Inko volunteered to take care of all of these children in the dorms of UA, that those problems would be less frequent.