MASTERLIST

MASTERLIST

HELLO! this is my master list for all stories, I’ll to keep it as updated as possible but please bear with me

Bnha

Izuku x femReader To be a Hero PT1 PT2 PT3 PT4

Dragon ball

Goku x Vegetas Daughter (Home wrecker) PT1 PT2 PT3 PT4

Pokemon

Ash x femReader My missing Spark

TMNT

Her Healed Heart (Raph/Leo x femReader)

Demon Slayer

A Shooting Star (Tanjiro x Reader)

Thank you all for the support and love!!! HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT,DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL

Something I’m working on (and I promise To be a hero or maybe) will be update soon! But a little something for my TMNT fans

“Y/n… I’m sorry for* with hands dragging down his face, how could he have messed up so bad, “Please, that time in the Dojo.. I messed up! I couldn’t find my words” He gently lifted her chin. However her eyes remained angered, that moment though , after he watched his brother carry her off he knew he needed to fix it.

…

There in the Corner… he sat with flowers, her favorite to be specific… but instead of going forward to heal her broken heart… he allowed his own to break, as he watched the love of his life kiss his brother… never had he regretted something more.

AHH OKAY this was a concept I had but I wanted to make it super cryptic so I don’t say who’s who. But this should be done by the weekend end!! Love you all don’t forget TO EAT, SLEEP AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEE

To be A Hero... Or maybe Pt 4

PT 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Master List

(AHH ITS THEIR FIRST DAY! This will deal with bullying fighting All Characters are over the age of 18 )

”IZUKU!!’ Y/n called to him, running at full speed, her backpack bouncing and her skirt flowing. “Y/N!” He turned, opening his arms wide as she dove right into them. He caught her with ease and giggled hugging her tightly. “Our first day!! You excited?” She giggled looking up at him, staring into his bright emerald eyes. “Any day I’m with you love makes me excited” He gently moved his hands to hold her waist, placing his fingers a little lower to ensure her skirt did not go flying up in the wind. “That kinda sounds perverted” She giggled, gently taking his chin and pulling his face down so she could set a gentle kiss to his lips. He sighed in contentment when their lips met, immediately responding to it and tugging her closer to his body. He poured every ounce of love he held for her into that kiss, he was truly grateful for her, she helped him get into U.A. the school he needed to accomplish his dream, she continued to train him over the summer and keep his growth increasing. Summer went by so fast, graduation, prom… it was all over in a flash, and now here they stood a block away from their goal, and still holding strong. As he gently pulled away, he couldn’t help but stare into her eyes, they beamed with pride, never wavering from his.  “You’ve come so far love… I’m so proud of you” She whispered, placing her hands on his chest and gently pulling away from him. He continued to stare, face slightly red and eyes dazed but a smile nonetheless. She tried to pull away to continue their walk, but his hands refused to budge... “Y/n” He whispered “I.. Whatever happens, today… we stick together” His grip tightened ever so slightly, as if he was begging for her confirmation. “Izu… No matter what, I will always stand by you” Her eyes held his, her face stern. Showing no signs of lies or hesitation, he nodded. “No Matter what”

(They walked hand and hand to class)

As they skipped through the relatively empty halls ways, they could feel their nerves building. Thankful that they were both placed into the same class, due to the great skill and grit Izuku showed during the entrance exam and maybe… a little assistance from his lovely girlfriend, nonetheless landed him a spot in class 1-A.  “That’s… a big ass door” Y/n whispered, gasping at the huge door that was the only thing blocking them from their future classmates. “Imagine being that big” Izuku whispered, lifting his hand to open it. “Feel bad for their girlfriend” Y/n couldn’t help the crude comment from escaping her lips. “Pfft” catching himself before busting out laughing completely, Izuku stared down at her. “Really?” She gave an innocent head tilt, acting as if she said nothing wrong. “What?” With a shake of his head, he slid the door open, revealing an already rather chaotic classroom. From people showing off their quirks, gossiping, and yelling about four eyes… “No” Sitting smack dap in the front row was the face she wished she’d never have to see again. “k-kacchan” Izuku whispered, his hand grasping her ever so tighter. “Of all classes… of all Universities… why ours” She ran her thumb over the top of his hand, trying to comfort him. She sighed with a huff, "It's okay love.. remember we earned our spot here... You earned you right here"

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO HERE!" Ah yes, he had noticed them already. His attention was quickly drawn away from the blue-haired boy with glasses set upon his stern face. "I can't get fucken ride of you huh? Why the hell did they let ya'll in?" He was seething with rage but tried his best to maintain a cool demeanor after his outbreak.

"Fuck off Bakugo... we're here for a reason"  Y/N growled, moving to take a step forward to square off with him but Izuku clenched her hand a little tighter. His reasoning... he wasn't sure if it was for his comfort or to keep her from killing the man. "Can't believe I'm gonna have to see your ugly face every day for another year"

With a scoff and a roll of his eyes, Bakugo smirked, "Oh please, you two won't last a week" He now sat straight in his seat, staring through Y/N... no he didn't care about her being here. He knew she was a menses it was the fact that He was here....' Damn Deku' Bakugo sat... his blood slowly boiling, but trying to maintain his mature facade. "It's fine... At least I'll get to watch you fail at every single hero task" Now he stood, kicking his chair out from under himself and walking towards her... "I'll be at the top, and from there I'll watch you crumble under your sheer inability to keep up"

"Oh please... Careful now Kacchan" She spoke the name with venom, her eyes locking with his fiery ones, hand still pressing into Izukus. "You might trip on your arrogance" She smirked as his smirk faltered... He could only take so much before his temper began to shine through. "Oh, what's wrong? not as mature as you thought?" Bakugo angered by her teasing jolted towards her as if he could make her flinch, However, a large hand pulled her back behind Izuku. He now stood at an equal height to Bakugo... Maybe even a little taller.

“That’s enough Kacchan… Please step away from her” Never before had Izuku dared to pull Y/N away… she was always the protector but now, he wanted to protect her. “I don’t appreciate you flinching at my Girlfriend in such a way… step back or I’ll make you” His voice was clean and stern, but Y/N could hear the trembling of it, he was scared. He was doing something he’d never even imagined… he was threatening Kacchan.

” ohh you trained him into a good little Bitch Y/N” Bakugo growled at Izuku…” Did you get a pair of balls now Deku? Huh? Think you’re something because you were accepted here?” He threw his arms up and shoved Izuku back, he didn’t stumble back but he did adjust his foot to keep his balance.  With the restraint that he met when he attempted to push the once small frail boy over, he was left stunned. Since when had this Deku become such a.. "You're a joke! Both you!" Bakugo was pissed, he watched as Izuku's eyes showed no hint of fear... if anything they looked... "DON'T GIVE ME A SORROWFUL LOOK" With sparks igniting within his palms he made a move to swipe at Izuku, but before he could, swirls of purple and blue gloved his body. He was stuck, body struggling against the restraints, "Damn Bitch" He growled watching as Y/N peeked out from behind Izukus's broad back.

"Hehe," She only giggled, squeezing her fist ever so slightly to tighten the restraints on his body.

"Amazing" Izuku whispered, the swirls reflecting off his eyes, he fist glanced to the rest of the class that stood stunned, watching as she performed her little show. She was effortless in doing so, the traits of a truly remarkable witch. "Impressive as always my love" Now fully turned, Izuku faced her. He trusted her to keep Bakugo restrained, unafraid of possibly being attacked from behind. He had a flushed face and his eyes shone with pride and affection. 'this girl..' He huffed embarrassed within his head. However, he only continued to get more red as she placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.

"Come on babe, let's go get our seats" She smiled, giggling to herself as he was left stunned at her affection, His smile grew brightly as he nodded his head quickly before moving to follow her. Leaving a still-restrained and angry Bakugo behind

"R-right!"

(Minnie time skip)

He took his seat next to her by the window... Watching as she interacted with her classmates. He had never seen her so talkative, but yet still so out of place. He listened as they spoke of how terrifying her quirk was from its strength... but she brushed over those comments, keeping her bright smile and friendly eyes. "you truly are remarkable" he whispered staring as she dug through her bag looking for a pen she had promised to lend Todoroki, and already made friend, 'better remember his place or I'll' Izukus eyes went wide when the thought crossed his mind...' no, no, no... Not these thoughts again!' he screamed at himself, remembering how such events led to a very bad predicament that he was lucky Y/N understood his reasoning for and it was she who cleaned up his mess. "Y/N" he whispered, laying his head in his arms... he wanted her attention but he didn't want to interrupt her.  "My Love," He said just a little louder.

With a glance down, Y/N smiled at him before waving to Todoroki who took his seat at the back of the class. "Yes?" She asked, smirking as she recognized his attention-seeking eyes.

"Just like admiring by pretty Girlfriend" He smiled, blushing at his display of affection. "I'm so proud of you, you know that?" He sighed moving his hand to hold hers. "Watching you continue to grow, every day it's like I was blessed to watch the birth of a goddess" Oh he was love-sick, he knew that and he wasn't ashamed of it. His mother always taught him that no matter what, find the one with the spark and never let it die. She allowed her own to die, no... it was extinguished the minute her husband passed, so she wanted Izuku to be able to protect his.

"You speak as if you won't be the greatest quirkless hero" She laced her fingers with his, allowing his thumb to rub against her knuckles gently. "Only because I have you, You're my inspiration, my strength, my everything" He shyly smiled as his eyes glanced down to their intertwined hands..."With you, there is nothing I can't do" With a soft tug, he brought their hands up to his face and set a gentle kiss on hers. "hmm You're so corny, and that makes me Hor,"

"Y/N!" His flushed face traveled down to his neck and up into his ears. How could such gentle words cause a reaction that was like from her? "I-I didn't mean to sound uh... I... S-sometimes I get carried away and!" He was stuttering and stumbling over his words, trying to defend himself. "I-I'll stop"

"Please don't ever stop loving me" Y/N quickly whispered, eyes locked with his. Her eyes held love and desire. But not just for his physical being, no she wanted his words to continue to spill,  his praise, his criticism, his dumb little rants he did. She wanted it all and needed him to never stop. Because to her... that was his passion, to be heard, seen, wanted! And the second he stopped talking to her in such a way, she'd know that the Izuku she knew was dead... and she'd be damned if she let that happen.

(This can be skipped but this is them being dumb at lunch together, and talking about a dumb interaction she's had with Bakugo and a little sexual)

After their teacher had come and introduced himself, (And she let Bakugo go) Y/N couldn't help the awe face she had. Eraserhead was their teacher! "OMG IZUKU HE'S EVEN FINER IN PERSON!" She squealed, practically rolling around the ground. "God... his scruffy little ughh I'd ride him"

"HEY! You have a perfectly good boyfriend to do so with right here!" He huffed, little situations and plans already running through his head on how to deal with this annoying man. "I bet I'm bigger anyway"

"hehe, Don't be jealous babe, I'd never leave you" She giggled, rolling her way over into his lap. "Plus! His eyes could never match yours, even when they're that blood-red color" She sighed staring up at him, the sun reflecting off him in the most perfect ways.

"Can we talk about anything! And I mean anything other than him" He begged, reaching over her to grab his juice box. "Like how you handled Kacchan! God that was just amazing, I spent like the entirety of English writing about it" With the juice box to his lips, he smiled down at her. "Did I ever tell you about my first ever interaction with him?" She asked, reaching up to cup his face as he slurped on his juice box. He simply shook his head, eyes egging her on, "My first day! Like a damn middle school boy he came up to me all stupid" She bit her lip, replicating Bakugos actions. This caused Izuku to spit his drink out and start cackling.

"PFtt HAHA no, no he didn't" His laughter only continued as he glanced down and saw Y/N now covered in juice. "s-sorry hehe" She used his sleeve to wipe her face clean before huffing.

"Anyways, he was like Hey, think you could take me" She put her hand under her chin, swerving her head side to side. "And I go... In a fight right?.... RIGHT," She was wheezing remembering the awkward look on his face when she didn't quite understand his intentions. "T-that's when one of his friends... HAHAHAH F-FROM THE OTHER SIDE" She held onto Izukus's bicep, using it to pull herself up. "He goes" Her face suddenly went stern, deepening her voice "Don't tell her you have a small dick" Izuku continued to laugh when it was just the two, it was always like this, airy and fun. "t-That's how I found out about his shrimp" She sighed, wiping her teared eyes, little giggles escaping now and then.

"Oh, oh my god... That's unbelievable" To hear such a side of Kacchan, his childhood friend turned bully, it was refreshing from all his typical badass tails. His eyes were shut tight as he tried to control his laughter.

"Y-yeah no, he's probably dwarfed by your size" She smirked, watching as Izuku's chest slowed as his laughter calmed. "Show him your dick, bet he'd back off" She pawed at his thigh, the one her head was resting on. Izuku shot red, from his hands to his ears.

"T-thanks love, but I think I'd rather save that aspect for your eyes only... wouldn't want him getting the wrong idea" He huffed, gently patting her thigh, just simply admiring her, as euphoria radiated off of her. "You're so beautiful" He whispered to himself, now running his hand lovingly and innocently up and down her thigh, simply basking in this peaceful moment.

(AHHH this is updated!!! I'M so glad, I hope you all enjoy !!!) I can't believe the season is over!! It makes me sad knowing Im running though my senior year WITHOUT MY HERO AND ONE PIECE!! AGHHH MY HEART

BUT ANYWAYS

Thank you all for the support and love!!! HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL

To be a Hero....Or maybe Pt2

(PT link Above)

This story is heavily based on one of my OC, it mentions kidnapping, suicide, bullying, sex, yonder behavior, and abuse. Please be warned this is a little more graphic compared to my other stories. Also, the timeline for the story is a little different when compared to the actual MHA, the characters are all in college vs being in high school. Please enjoy and note that I do not own any of the named characters except for Paris, all credit for the characters goes to Horikoshi. (Izuku x Fem Reader)

        Their relationship continued to bloom and grow, it was relatively healthy except for the slight obsession that flooded from both sides. It was now their Senior year, sticking out the rest of middle school and the entire length of High school, many of their classmates refused to believe that they were dating but after Y/n's tussle, she gained a reputation for being violent, so many decided to keep their distance from both her and Izuku. It had a heavy effect on their social life but they had each other... and to them thats all that mattered. Bakugo.... who Y/n has met a couple of times and grown to hate him... treating Izuku the way he has was despicable... she wanted him dead, but Izuku had yet to ask that of her. He was the only one who continued to dare mess with Izuku, but as per his request... Y/n kept her distance.... lucky for the firey blonde, she was never present when he would harm Izuku.

        They sat in their homeroom class, Izuku was in the corner, by the window... trying to remain unnoticed, while Y/n was dead center in the very back of the room. She sat bored, sketching silently and air pods in with her music blasting, using Izuku staring out the window as her inspiration. Both their attentions were dragged to their annoying teacher who clapped his hands loudly "ALL RIGHT CLASS WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE" As soon as he finished the class erupted into a loud mess. "Entrepreneur" "A cop!" "A nurse" There was a multitude of responses came from the students. However, three sat quietly, two of them annoyed and one ashamed of his own answer. Y/n drew her attention back to her drawing, rolling her eyes at the others, and putting her air pod back in. Her action caught the teacher's attention, who seemed to have personal beef with the girl. "HEY ARE YOU EVEN TRYING TO PARTICIPATE IN CLASS?" The man roared, pointing at Y/n, who simply sighed and removed her air pod once again. She took a glance around at all her classmates, whose attention was now strictly on her.

        "I want to be a hero, with Izuku... simple as that" Her tone was bored and annoyed. "HA and what makes you think you have what it takes?" He growled at her, crossing his arms and shaking his head. "You make me laugh, You should think of something more realistic... Like a housewife!" His tone was harsh and mocking towards her. He wanted to discourage her and embarrass her in front of the class. Y/n was unbothered by his words, in fact, she laughed at him. "HAHAHA.... I've been training since the day I got my quirk! The only reason I'm here in Japan is to attend U.A. and get my hero license" She spoke, nonchalantly. The teacher only responded with a scoff, no one believed that the girl had a quirk, not even her own teacher who had records that stated her abilities. "oh yes, this little witch's ability" He did magic hands, acting as if he was a witch found in a fairy tale. "My Quirk is called Dark Magic" She stated, slowly beginning to pack up her bag.... she knew where this was going. "Dark Magic? Oh please, this isn't a land of Unicorns and dragons" He placed his hands on his hips and mumbled about how stupid she was. Izuku was the only one in class who had seen her magic firsthand, she refused to use it as a way to say Fuck this society. "Think what you want to teach...I don't give a damn about your opinion" He was flabbergasted, how dare she show him no respect "Alright then you wench.... show us your little quirk! Prove that you're worth something and not just an immature child!" He yelled at her... marching towards her seat. "No, because you're the only one here acting like a child, having a strong quirk isn't all that matters, and I owe you no reasoning" With her bag packed and phone in hand, she was ready for her next destination which was enviable. "THAT'S IT I'M TAKING YOU TO THE PRINCIPAL" He roughly grabbed her arm and dragged her up out of her seat. She showed no reaction but simply spoke, "Please do, get me out of this class" With a rough tug, she yanked her arm out of his grip before sending him a glare. Picking up her bag, she walked away from the man towards the window. "Izu, will you watch my bag?" She asked setting it down next to his. He smiled at her and nodded, "O-of course" his face was slightly red but it only grew darker in color when she leaned down and set a gentle kiss on his lips. She smiled in the kiss, before pulling back and gently petting his hair. "I'll see you after school love" She gave a soft wave as she made her way towards the door. "o-okay, l-love" He was dark red, she had just kissed him in front of the entire class and their teacher. As she walked out the door, he couldn't help the dreamy expression that had overtaken his face, gently touching his lips as if to feel the linger of them. A certain blonde was not happy about the interaction that had just occurred "Damn Deku"

        She silently followed the man, stuck listening to his complaining about her attitude and lack of participation. She was actually relieved to see the familiar door that belonged to their ignorant principal. The teacher hastily knocked on the door, and both sat waiting for a response. A soft "Come in" was all he needed before practically busting down the door. He pushed Y/n inside, his hand brushing her waist to which to snapped at him "Watch your filthy hands" With a huff and a roll of his eyes, he wasted no time to start complaining, Y/n took a seat in the chair while he paced around the room going on and on. "Ah, Y/n welcome back" The principal smiled at the girl... "Seems you're back again.... for a 3rd time this month" The woman sighed, giving Y/n an apologetic look, "I'm praying for a good reason this time?" Y/n grumbled, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms, she huffed "I'm a top student, straight A's, I've been accepted into U.A on recommendation and I'm dragged down here because I refuse to share personal information about myself" the principle sighed, setting her head in her hands, "Please tell me this isn't true?" She asked the man who had stopped pacing for a moment "W-well yes, But she had a horrible Attitude!" He tried to defend himself, with a horrible reason. "I have a truthful one" With a soft chuckle the principal nodded, understanding Y/n completely, "Yes, and I truly appreciate that" She ran her hands down her face before pointing to the teacher "Uh yes, the future is important to talk about, but it's highly inappropriate to single out a student simple because she doesn't wish to share" The teacher tried to argue, "S-she needs to hear feedback and criticism from her peers..." "He also called me a wench" Y/n interrupted him, deciding she was done with this conversation. "of course he did, so glad she doesn't have parents or we'd be sued" She was moaning and groaning to herself. She knew it was a horrible thing to be thankful for but after everything this teacher had done to the young woman, she was truly glad. "Right... Mrs.Y/n you are dismissed...." She smiled at the girl before turning her attention to the man "And you.... will be staying very late, it's about time we have a heart to heart" He looked utterly defeated... "Yes Ma'am"

        Skipping back to the classroom in hopes of finding Izuku, she couldn't help but smile to herself... the thought of that dick getting in trouble was quite entertaining. Walking back through the door she saw that most of the kids had left, those who remained gave her a disgusted glance before fleeing the classroom. She looked for Izuku, realizing his absence instantly 'I hoped he'd wait for me' she thought to herself. She was about to walk out the door back into the hallways in search but familiar voices caught her attention as they flooded through the classroom from the open window. "DAMN DEKU" Y/n instantly rushed to the window to find Bakugo and his buddies standing over Izuku in the courtyard. She watched for a moment as they kicked at him and tried to snatch something from his hands. From the window, she saw the light reflect off her Eraser-head key chain, and instantly her heart sank realizing that was her bag he was holding... protecting. "Whos bag is it Deku?" Bakugo asked, setting off small explosions in his hand. "must be the bitches" His friends laughed. "S-shes not a bitch" Izuku tried to argue but a blast shut him up. Filled with rage from the interaction, she had never realized how badly Bakugo treated him. Izuku refused to tell her Kacchans quirk but now it all made sense, the burn marks on his clothes, his notebooks, shoes, and his body. How she had met him that day on the rooftop.... catching him. It broke her heart to watch him being treated this way, especially when it was her bag he was protecting... That's her boyfriend, her best friend, the nicest person she'd ever met, without thinking she jumped from the second story, catching the attention of a few other lingering students who gasped at her action. She focused her magic at her feet to cushion her fall, landing in a squat she quickly ran a hand through her hair to adjust it out of her face. "Leave him alone" She growled, standing up, her magic was seeping off of her, creating wisps around each step she took. The group's attention was on her, from the second she had jumped to the moment she hit the ground... gasping with open mouths as the air began to shift. Kacchan quickly recovered, glaring at her "Oh look, if it isn't the Witch... come to protect your little playboy" He asked, smirking showing off his shark K9s. "Damn right, I am" She was now only a couple feet away from the group, and Izuku.... she quietly assess the situation. Finding the best way to get Izuku out of harm's way.

       The group settled as Kacchans confidence came radiating, they all laughed together "W-what gonna poof us away?" They taunted her... wanting to rally her up. With a simple step, she was now in front of Izuku... like a mother bear, but her eyes held no affection as she glared at Bakugo. Stunned by her sheer speed, the group was caught completely off guard, none of them expected her to be so fast. "Get the fuck out of here! This doesn't concern you" One of the minions called "Oh but it does when it involves my boyfriend" She argued, refusing to budge from her spot. Kacchans fury only intensified at her interference, he refused to believe that a useless Deku had bagged the strongest bitch he'd ever met, that is to put it in his words. However, to save his own ego, he refused to believe she had a quirk and that her bite was nothing to her bark. He scoffed at her "Get the hell out of here, if you continue blocking my fun, I'll roast the damn nerd alive and end this little romance. "Like hell I'd let you do that" Y/n laughed at him, refusing to move from her protective stance. Setting off a small explosion in his hands, he hoped to see a bit of fear light in her eyes "Come on now, we'd hate for him to miss out on the fun", With her stone-cold face turned into a smirk, Kacchan was taken aback slight at her sudden change "Oh trust me, he'll have plenty of fun when we get home" She glanced back at Izuku winking at causing him to blush. The audacity that she had was beyond Kacchans understanding, and her quick remark left his friends chuckling at him. She left the stunned boy, turning her complete attention to her lover, "Izu, you okay baby?" She asked kneeling down to him. "a-ah yes I'm okay" He was so thankful for how quick she had come to his aid, watching her jump from the window... exposing herself, just to ensure she could get to him in time. It left him speechless, her smile, her motherly nature, her beautiful eyes.... he could feel his mind wandering to the comment she had made earlier... "I'm gonna marry you" He whispered to himself mostly but it still caught Y/n attention "What was that love?". He didn't have time to respond because Kacchan was growling and grumbling behind her. She only huffed at this and turned her attention back to the spiky-haired dick.

        His eyes were burning with pure rage, his hands clenched at his sides, muffling the booming sound of the explosions only a little. The amount of anger that flowed off him left his friends and Izuku trembling, but Y/n remained unaffected. "What you think you're better than me BITCH? JUST BECAUSE YOU FELT SORRY ENOUGH FOR THE DEKU" He screamed, his form hunching, as if he was ready to lung at her. "WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU BULLING HIM? WHAT DID HE DO TO YOU?" She asked, shifting her stance to brace for a possible attack. "Deku is a worthless piece of shit! And I'm making sure he stays in his place" His friends nodded and agreed, still keeping a distance due to the fear of getting tangled up in the mix on accident. "And you have a tiny dick but no one put you in your place" She smiled internally as Kacchans face flushed red in embarrassment. "SHUT UP YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT" His friends only snicked a little before going to defend him "YEAH HE'S AVERAGED SIZED" However their comment did little to help because a single glance from Kacchan shut them up completely. "If I can't talk about you shrimp dick, then you can't call Izuku useless"

        Her smile couldn't be contained any longer, in all honestly... she's been waiting for the chance to face off with him, truly wanting to remind him how little he mattered in this big world. "YOU CAN'T SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT" He screamed, taking slow menacing steps towards her and Izuku, "I'll speak as I damn Please" She matched his steps, hoping to move any danger away from Izuku. With his body shaking and his palms sweaty, he took a single look at her before launching himself at her, using his quirk to add speed. Taken slightly aback by his speed, Y/n was unable to dodge the sharp right hook that caught her cheek. It stung, it continued to bloom in pain as she stood for only a moment, motionless, that is until her face blossomed into a large grin. "Let's GO" She screams before quickly sending a sharp swing back at him. Her backhand connected with his lower jaw, causing him to stumble and stagger for a moment. His head was spinning, but he quickly recomposed himself "BITCH" He lunged at her again, with a raid of punches and explosions, the close distance made it difficult for her to dodge them all. She was able to deflect most punches the the explosions still left slight burns across her body, face, and uniform. "You hit me first" She taunted as she continued to endure his attack.

        Smoke continued to rise, blocking the view of the otter world. Kacchans friends were left speechless, and Izuku sat worried for his girlfriend "Come on Y/n" He silently cheered for her. However, they all gasped when Y/n came flying out of the smoke... her smile still prominent on her face. As soon as her feet hit the ground, she was on the offensive, launching herself at Kacchan, she sent her own raid of punches and kicks. With elegance and skill, Y/n landed hit after hit... feeling the mixture of pain and impact of each hit, Kacchan was sent staggering, groaning, and discombobulated. Never in his life had anyone ever laid a beating on him like this, and his friend where in just as much shock.... no one hurt Kacchan.... no one had been able to. The attacks stopped, only long enough for Kacchan to see the girl's fist coming directly for his face, his nose specifically... with quick thinking, he turned his head to avoid a broken nose. The pure power behind the hit sent him staggering back, she had really loaded up for that one. With a moment of peace, Y/ glanced back at Izuku to ensure he was still safe.... "Are you finished?" She was huffing, bleeding, and sweating but if he wished to continue.... she would not let him down. Kacchan struggled to gain his footing, stumbling on his way to a straight stand, wiping the blood from his lip and wincing at the pain in his eye, he continued to glare at her "I- I not finished... Not yet" He ran at her, arms loaded back with an explosion in hand. Sinking seeping into a stance... Y/n shifted her hips to load her final blow... Izuku could see from his position behind her... the dark purple, blue, and black swirls that began to collect around her hand. Izuku was in awe... watching her use her quirk for attacking was something he had never seen... and unfortunately, he wouldn't get to. Feeling a harsh tug on his hair, a hand suddenly covered his mouth, restricting any noise he could make along with his breathing. He whimpered and screamed into the hand at the sudden pain that bloomed in his scalp.

        The sound of feet kicking up dirt and dust caught Y/n's attention... His attempt to get away was enough to alert her of the danger, she only glanced back... for a moment and what she saw scared her, angered her. Izuku was there, eyes wide and filled with tears... his hands and feet clawing at the dirt in an attempt to get away.... not to mention the single streak of blood that ran down the side of his face from how hard they were pulling on him. Y/n had only meant to add a little extra punch to her attack... but watching her sweet boyfriend struggle against those boys, his friends... Kacchans friends, left her emotions to take control a little... leading to a near-fatal amount of magic being produced. "STOP THAT" She screamed, sending her punching into the gut of Kacchans approaching figure. Coughing up blood, Kacchan was sent flying back, falling to his knees and cradling his stomach. With a quick wave of her hands, the two that were holding Izuku were sent flying... she did not care where they landed... hopefully in a ditch, but with them gone she quickly approached the trembling boy. Quickly wiping the blood from her nose and lip, she gently took his face into her hands "Mi amor, I'm so sorry, are you okay?" She wasted no time using her magic to heal his wounds, they would still hurt as if they were still there but the actual wound would be gone. She sighed as she checked his head to ensure any harm was completely gone... with a sigh she gently kissed his head, holding him close. "I-I'm okay... you were absolutely amazing" He breathed, embracing her torso. He couldn't believe her... she not only beat Kacchan, but she toyed with him.... not even taking their fight seriously enough to use her quirk. He continued to gush over her, from her stance, her endurance, her pain tolerance...

        "OMG YOUR HURT" he screamed lifting his head to stare at her face... he gasped as the swirls of magic slowly healed her wounds... small burn scars were left on her cheek back near her ear, and her lip held a small scar right in the center of her bottom one. "Amazing" He whispered. Kacchan and his friends were also left awestruck, for a much different reason than Izuku but nonetheless.  "Thank you, for being my protector" He gently pecked her lips... blushing at his action but flashed her a warm smile. "F-for some reason.... my hero doesn't sound like it means enough. He whispered against her lips explaining his reasoning for his change of words. Pulling away from him slowly, she began to stand, ensuring to help Izuku on his way up as well. Wincing at the pain in his head, Izuku assured her he was okay, once both were standing and safe, Y/n looked back to where Kacchan was still sitting on the ground, his friends now by his side. His eyes held nothing but pure hatred and disgust at the couple. Izuku glanced at Kacchan and shrived at his glare, as a way to shield him Y/n grabbed his hand and began heading towards the exit of the school grounds. Making sure to pick up their bags and Flipping Kacchan the bird as they turned their backs...

        "Come on Izuku.... if we want you in the U.A with me we got some training to do" Izuku laced his fingers with hers, staring at her with awe and nodding along to her words... it took a moment for them to register but eventual as they made the turn onto the streets he gasped "YOU GOT ACCEPTED!!???" She giggles at his realization, only nodding to confirm his suspicions. "YEP and once you pass that entrance exam you will too!" As they approached the park that was only a block from their school, Y/n stopped standing in front of Izuku. "So let's work hard together so we can accomplish this dream of yours!" She held out her fist, a way the two of them made a promise... "Let's flip this world on its head! No matter what it takes! WE WILL BE HEARD" She yelled pumping her other fist into the air. Her bright smile was blinding to him.... he wanted to change the world.... he wanted to be seen, and he knew no matter what it took Y/n would ensure it happened. Meeting her fist he smiled at his lover, "What it takes" His voice held pure determination. "To be a hero...." He glanced back at the school they had just come from... hated suddenly crossed his mind... for that school, Kacchan, this society. "No" He set his other hand on her shoulder, causing her to look at him. "TO BE HEARD NO MATTER WHAT" His face was smiling once again... fueled with love and reassurance knowing that no matter what Y/n would be there for him. 'To be a Hero.... or maybe' they both thought to themselves.

Okay, this will continue!!!! UGH I LOVE THIS OC SOO MUCH (RANT TIME) Kacchan has grown on me a little but sometimes people forget just how badly he treated Izuku Thank you all for the support and love!!! HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL

Another image of the wedding

Geto's little sister finding out her husband got sealed by her big brother and going nuts

Pairing: Geto's little sister x husband!Gojo

Word Count: 3,1k

Synopsis: You thought you lost him forever, your big brother. Until Shibuya brings you back to reality, until your beloved husband gets sealed by none other than your dead big brother. Until you show your enemy what you're made off...

Warnings: this is a emotional rollercoaster, (y/n) is a bad bitch but damn that just hurts, drama over drama, cursing over cursing, I worked so hard to get this fic out tonight so please show some love 😭not proofread yet, will do that tomorrow!

„I’ll leave now.“

You look up from your magazine, furrowing your eyebrows at your oh so precious husband.

“Weren’t you suppose to leave…Like two hours ago?”, you question innocently.

“I wasn’t done in the bathroom.”

“You’re so vain that it hurts.”

“Watch your mouth, Geto”, he warns you by your former last name.

With a swift motion he lands on top of you, large figure almost swallowing you whole while you grin at him triumphally. Were you just teasing Satoru for him to grab you by the throat ever so slightly, for him to stare at you with his dirty blue eyes?

Definitely.

“Or what, Gojo?”, you bite back, emphasizing every syllable of his last name with so much provocation that it takes all his strength to stop himself from fucking you until you can’t stand anymore.

He never imagined you to lay under him this way. You, the sister of his best friend. You, who always seemed so threatful unbothered by him. Just before Suguru decided to leave all of you behind, just before he massacred both of your parents, you decided to give him a chance. And you didn’t even change your mind when he was forced to kill your big brother.

“You want me to stay here and leave our students out there alone?”, he hushes against your lips.

Because if you would, he’d definitely stay here all night.

“You know I’m always up for you, but not tonight. They actually called me as well when you were busy doing your pretty hair in the bathroom. Something serious is going on there. I’ll join as soon as I’m ready here.”

Since your brother decided to kill everyone apart from jujutsu sorcerers, you were always keen to do the exact opposite by saving as many people as possible. As much as you love him still, as much as you do in fact somehow understand him, he went down a path you couldn’t follow. He was like your older twin. Not only by looks, but also your cursed techniques were the same, made you a powerful weapon against these fucking curses.

Well, now you’re your own weapon as it seems. Your eyes stare up at your now husband who still looks at you with the same affection in his eyes like more than 10 years ago.  

No, you aren’t alone. After all, you’ll always have Satoru by your side.

“Get your pretty ass moving then. We’ve got some work to do.”

-later in Shibuya-

You desperately try to ignore the way your guts turn, yanking down the busted streets as if you’re haunted.

He’s sealed.

Satoru Gojo, your newly husband, the one and only who stuck to you all these damn years, the love of your fucking life.

Sealed, gone in the wind, trapped in a tiny box.

But as if that wasn’t enough, rumours reached your ear. Rumours about none other than your big brother being responsible for this. Your big, dead brother.

Your feet clash against the hard ground underneath, body sprinting towards what looks like a new battlefield. Whoever this fucker is will pay for what he’s done. Not only to your husband, but to your brother as well.

And what about your students? You didn’t arrive on time, not a single update reached your ear when you entered the curtain, eyes wide open in disbelief by all the death surrounding you. If that thing hurt a single one of them, if a single jujutsu sorcerer lost their life here…

You’ll lose it completely.

The second a wave of what looks like ice begins to dart towards the recognizable outlines of people you waste no time, shooting a bunch of grade one curses their way while using one as a curtain to hold back the ice.

“(y/n)…Is…Is that you?”

Yuji. A few other students from Kyoto, Utahime, Panda, Kusakabe. They’re injured, but alive. What about the rest? Where are Mei Mei, Toge, Nanami and that old Zenin fart? You give yourself a little shake, eyes focused on your curse and the wave of ice in front of you. Now is not the right time to think about all of that. Your priority is to finally catch that fucker who uses your brother’s appearance and saving who’s here at the moment.

And the most important, get your sealed husband back.

“You have some fucking nerve, showing up and making such a mess. And now you’re even dumb enough to attack other jujutsu sorcerers. Who the hell do you think you are, huh?”

Your heart is almost beating out of your chest, eyes focused in front of you. Maybe that person just looks like him, Suguru. You found peace with the fact that he’s gone a long time ago, it’s simply not possible to see his gentle eyes ever again. You accepted the fact that he won’t trade his pokemon cards with you, that the time of getting on his nerves while secretly loving him dearly is over. No one can copy him, no one can-

“You are pretty late, (y/n).”

No one can sound like him. You shake your head in utter disbelief, mind desperately trying to process the fact that this sounded exactly like Suguru Geto, that the frame behind the falling curtain of ice and purple is…

Him.

You can’t move an inch. Instead, you just stand there in silence, staring him up and down. This looks just like him, this sounds like him. Fuck, this even smells like him, radiates the same energy as him.

But no.

The way he said your name wasn’t the same. It missed the soft tone in his voice, how it always lightened up by his small smile when seeing you.

“And you’re in big trouble.”

Is it an hallucination, some type of strange technique? No, it has to be his body, it is his body. Somebody else seems to control it.

And that someone will pay for using him, for tarnishing his memory.

“Is my own little sister not able to recognize me? I guess that’s not as bad as getting betrayed by her, though.”

“Spare me with that bullshit. It seems like you really know nothing about me and my big brother. What do you want me to do, huh? Break down in tears and cry, believe that you’re actually him? I will wipe your ass from this earth without even blinking. But before that, I want my husband back”, you his through gritted teeth.

“What betrayed me, little (y/n)? How did you know it wasn’t him?”

His figure comes closer, makes you urge to touch him just once. This is still his body, a body that reminds you of all the things you’ve been through. The serious business of trading pokemon cards that you did until he left, your shared training sessions, him introducing you to Satoru, him holding you in his arms when you’ve got your first heartbreak only for him to hold you back when you tried to set that poor boy on fire. This body still holds all of those memories.

But it doesn’t hold him anymore.

Your husband lives, though. He might be sealed, but he’s still somewhere. And that fucker has him, you just know it.

You shake them off, those feelings of melancholy. Time to focus on reality. And reality is that Satoru killed your big brother a year ago, that this thing in front of you has nothing in common with him except his appearance.

“No one will ever by as charming as he was. Now, will you give me my husband back without a fight and let me kill you? I’m not in the mood for a talk with you, y’know.”

It’s impossible and you know it. There is no way in hell this thing will give up its plan and just hand Satoru over. But at least this will buy you some time.

“You should know best that you don’t stand a chance against his body, don’t you think?”

A disregarding huff escapes your lips while you straighten your shoulders and stare right into the eyes of the big brother you’ve lost a year ago. God knows you really tried to stay cool, that you were desperate to keep your composure. But the second it grins at you with his charming face, it’s over and out.

“You should know that I wasn’t only better at pokemon trading, moron.”

“Stand behind me, I’ve got this.”

“But (y/n)-“

You don’t waste another minute. With a blast of another wave of different curses, you hit him with full force. Over the last few years, you absorbed every curse you stumbled upon. Especially the night parade was the perfect opportunity for you to steal your big brother’s precious curses. And even though you swore you yourself that you’ll never lose them, that they will remain in loving memory by your side, this seems like the perfect time to release them.

For a brief moment, you feel like crying, the way it just laughs at you with his voice, wearing his yukata, even wearing his hairstyle. How did it even come so far? How did this thing end up in your big brother’s body?

He would have wanted this, right? That you destroy his body in order to stop this madness. Despite all the horrible things he’s done, Suguru would have never wanted jujutsu sorcerers to get hurt, especially not Satoru. No, he would have never allowed your husband to get sealed, he wouldn’t let anyone attack you this roughly.

Your husband…How is he doing? Is he still alive? You feel like throwing up, just the minor thought of him potentially dying in this seal…No one was ever able to get out, some of the strongest sorcerers ended up in that cube.

No.

This needs to stop.

“Get yourself together”, you hiss to yourself, shaking off your stinging thoughts immediately.

This is not the time for sadness or grief.

This is the time for pure rage.

“I will make you pay for every sin you committed with his body”, you shout towards him while attacking him from underneath.

This thing is so fucking fast, using Suguru’s powers so efficiently that you’re almost not able to follow its movements.

You clench your hands into fists, eyes narrowed while thick fury pumps through your veins. Get yourself together, this isn’t only about taking revenge.

This is about getting your husband back.

“What would he think about you, seeing you this way? I know how disappointed he was when you left him to die, leaving him for his former best friend. And I thought I am cruel”, it spits at you, shooting another wave of curses your way.

“You know absolutely nothing about him, let alone me. You’re nothing but a parasite in his body, a bug I’ll crush underneath my heel.”

You draw yourself closer, keeping him busy in hand to hand combat. You were always better than Suguru when it came to fighting without any curses around. Where the hell does he keep that damned cube?

“You and me, we’re both parasites, (y/n). But unlike you, I can still look into the mirror without being disgusted of the way I turned out.”

“That’s because you’re looking into his gorgeous face, idiot”, you bite back, landing a full-on hit against his ribcage.

“Is that Satoru Gojo’s wife?”, Noritoshi Kamo mutters in sheer disbelief, eyes not even able to follow your rapid movements.

“Yep, the one and only”, Panda confirms dryly.

“Take a few steps back. She’ll definitely freak out-“

“RUN!”, Yuji cries on top of his lungs.

Countless courses roam around you and your big brothers’ corpse, fighting each other for dear life. He can’t help but admire you, the spark that gleams in your eyes, the way you don’t even try to hold back despite the stinging fact that you’re fighting against your brothers’ body. You look so threatful that it almost takes his breath away.

If it wasn’t for the last weapon he has in store.

“You’re not giving it everything, you’re holding back!”, he screams over the deafening noise around you both, making your veins stand out even more.

You see nothing but red, nothing but the shell of the brother you used to love, nothing but a monster that trapped your husband. That thing…That fucking thing straight out of hell.

“Uzumaki.”

The word leaves your mouths at the same time. Like in trance you stand there, watch as a giant wave of condensed cursed energy builds up behind Suguru’s frame, watch as it shoots towards you like an arrow.

You aren’t a fool, fully aware of the fact that you might get killed right here on the spot. This is your only chance to win this fight, to leave your brother’s body where it belongs, to free your husband out of that things’ grasp. But…are you strong enough?

“I can’t believe you’re already stronger than me. Look at you, (y/n).”

You kneeled down in front of him, took his hand into yours gently while desperately trying to supress a sob. This was it, the time you had to say your final goodbye to your best friend.

“Well, I just stole a whole bunch of your curses at that parade. They did taste like shit though.”

His kind smile radiated through the dark alley, right through your heavy heart. This…this couldn’t be the end. You weren’t even able to spend one last evening with him, to show him the pokemon cards you stole some kid.

“I don’t want you to go”, you finally gave in.

Faster than he was able to react, you wrapped your desperate arms around him, rested your head against his bloody chest. This couldn’t be the end, Suguru couldn’t leave you like that.

“I fear I have to, (y/n). You still got Satoru-“

“Satoru is not you”, you interrupted him immediately.

“Satoru is not my big brother. Satoru will never be you.”

“I’m so proud of the person you have become, (y/n). You are far more than a normal jujutsu sorcerer, way better than all those monkeys. You are my special, my everything. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. You’ll always stay (y/n) Geto to me. And I’ll be with you the whole way.”

Your eyes widen. Suguru, he firmly believed in you, never even second-guessed your abilities.

“You…just beat me.”

Your heavy breath hung in the air between both of you, body collapsing onto the ground from sheer exhaustion. What did Satoru just say? What did even happen the last few seconds?

“Babe, you…You were actually able to beat me.”

You…beat none other than Satoru Gojo?

“Impossible”, you murmured to yourself, staring at your bloody hands in sheer disbelief.

“You became so damn strong. My god, I’m so proud of you, (y/n)! You just have to work your ass off even more. Come on, get up, attack me again.”

And Satoru, the love of your life, your precious husband, the strongest…You were able to beat him.

You take a deep breath in, whole body being on fire. This is your moment. And you won’t let a cheap copy of your brother defeat you like that.

Like in trance, you dash forward along with your thick cursed energy, hands stretched out for him. One last look into his chocolate brown eyes, one last glance at his usually so soft features before you hit him with your fest shoot, a toe-curling scream of agony and rage escaping your lips while slamming him into the ground. Deeper and deeper, harder and harder. Back to where he belongs: six feet under.

“Give me my husband back”, you spit at him, grabbing his throat so harshly that you can feel his windpipe struggle against your palm.

Instead of replying, he just plainly laughs at you, bloodshot eyes almost piercing through you. That’s enough.

“Is this how you let it end, Suguru? Are you really letting this moron take control over your body like that! Come on, defend yourself, give Satoru back to me!”, you cry on top of your lungs, staring into the brown orbs you used to know so well.

“Pathetic. I am the one who’s in control of this body now, stupid girl!”

“I still have the shiny flareon you gifted me when I was 6, I’m always carrying it with me. I’m still sleeping in the shirt I stole from you when you were 16. You’ve done many things wrong in your way too short life, please do this one last thing right! Please give Satoru back to me.”

Your heart almost stops when his trembling arms yanks into the air, uncontrollably roaming around his Yukata.

Until he stretches it right in front of your face. The prison realm. Your husband.

“This…this can’t be possible! I am the one who is in control over this body!”

Your body goes numb, widen eyes staring at his arm while your heart skips a beat. This is really him, your Suguru. He really is strong enough to even outstand death.

His fingertips brush over your cheek ever so gently. Fuck, you feel like breaking down and crying. This right in front of you is your big brother, the person you thought you lost a year ago, the man who slipped through your fingers when he was 16 without you even noticing. You weren’t there for him the way you should have been, weren’t able to drag him back onto your side, weren’t able to save him from his unnecessary death.

“I’m sorry, Suguru. I will always love you with all my heart.”

But you know you have to go.

Now.

With one last glimpse you yank yourself into the air, hand holding onto that little cube for dear life.

Focus on the mission.

“We need to go, now”, you yell towards your students, sending a curse in the form of a dragon their way.

You straighten your shoulders, chase away the memories that threaten to destroy you completely.

“Hey hot thing, long time no see. Guess you were just as surprised as me when you saw him again, huh?”, you mutter towards the cube in your hands that has its bright blue eyes set on you.

“I don’t know when and I don’t know how, but I’ll get you out of there, Satoru. After all, we’re the strongest…”

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