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𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦

Kira (OC) x Shoto Todoroki

Genre: Slow burn, angst, strangers to friends to lovers, tragic backstory, heroes

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Word Count: 2.4k (2,409)

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫? 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧...

𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐚: 𝐀 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐀𝐅𝐎 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐀𝐅𝐎'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡?

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒

~Kira~

Being dragged home isn't fun. For starters, if you're not actively resisting, your shoes trail across the cement, and then your shoes get all scratched and ruined. Secondly, it hurts to resist being dragged just as much as purposely going limp. My legs and arms – especially my arms – are already incredibly sore because of the grip that Victor has on me. And lastly, it's agonizingly slow. If someone had told me that this was a form of torture back in the ancient days, I'd believe them.

But I deserve this for running away. This would've been the only way to teach me that my actions have consequences. Even if I wanted to, I don't think I could stomach the idea of doing this again, especially with Victor again. He'd probably grab me as soon as I walked out of any store just to make sure I wouldn't run again.

But if I had to be dragged all the way home for a millennia vs. receiving whatever punishment All For One gave me, I'd choose to be dragged. Now that I think about it, it's not as bad as the idea of being punished! Yeah, I think I'd prefer to have Victor drag me home instead of facing my actual consequences.

But the universe doesn't give me what I want.

We eventually made it home. Victor dropped my arms and I landed roughly on the ground. I was a splattered pancake of anxiety. If I could've curled up into a ball and hid under my bed until I died, then that would be better than the upcoming punishment. I did not want to think about what Da Da could do to me with a snap of his finger.

And because of my reluctance to move into the house on my own, Victor had to lift me up by my sore arms once more, and drag me inside.

To say I was scared would be an understatement. I was terrified. I cannot emphasize how much I don't want to be in this situation, but here I was.

I was immediately greeted by a usually expressionless Kurogiri, alongside Tomura. I was dropped onto the floor again, landing with a huge thud sound. Tomura looked at me with curiosity, tilting his head to question why I was on the floor. I looked up at him only to shake my head to him as I dug into his mind.

‘I’m in serious trouble now…’

My housemate looked around cautiously before staring back down at me. He let me read his thoughts for a splinter of a moment.

‘What did you do?!?’ Tomura thought as he had begun to move towards my direction. Kurogiri stopped him, holding him back by his shoulder.

More confusion was spread across his features. I had to respond.

‘I… kinda ran away from Victor and went to a park.’

The 19 year old’s eyes were laced with concern as he shook his head in disapproval. Kurogiri's hand tightened around Tomura’s shoulder.

Before any more could be said – or thought between us – I was lifted up into a standing position. My legs hurt too much to even think about standing, but I walked to the back of the building with the support of the villains.

They led me to where All For One was resting.

I forced the anxiety and fear down my throat, hoping to stomach whatever was threatening to come out.

At last, I stood before my father as his villain followers continued to hold me. I lifted my head up, and was greeted by the expression my Da Da made. He had no eyes, no nose, not even a mouth. I always wondered how no one was afraid to look at him, but in truth, everyone was afraid to look at him.

Except for Tomura and I. We were so used to seeing his terribly inhuman face, we could not seem to fear it. But looking into where his eyes should be would often lead to a rabbit hole of possibilities in my mind. How was I supposed to know what he was thinking without the sudden quirk of his lips, or the twitch in his eye? So we stood there for what felt like an eternity until Da Da finally spoke up.

“Is Kira here?” He asked in a suspiciously calm tone. I tapped my foot the infrequent beat I heard from Victor before, waiting for anyone but me to say something.

“Yes, she is right here!” Victor dropped me to the floor again, and I fell with a loud thud once again. The two villains left me there before All For One’s voice rang out in the room.

“Leave. I wish to speak to the girl. Alone.” The two men left the room, closing the door behind them. I feared for the worst, but I believe the anticipation was the scariest part. My father did not move, like he could anyway. He sat there with no sudden movements. I kneeled on the ground before him, hoping to spare myself anymore embarrassment.

“I have heard of what you've done,” He started as I continued to kneel, head lowered completely. He continued.

“And I can hear the worries in your mind. You fear the worst, don't you?” I nodded, trying to pull myself together until I could shut myself in my room forever. I could not handle anymore of this anticipation.

“Well, you worry for no reason. There's nothing to fear about.” I looked up, tears threatening to run down my face, but I wiped them away. Confused, I moved closer to All For One to see if I could hear him correctly.

“What do you mean?” I said as my voice trembled. “I did something wrong… don't I receive a punishment?” I gulped whatever anxiety I felt and stayed still for the longest time before Da Da responded.

“Punishment?” He laughed to himself as I stared up at him in disbelief.

“There will be no punishment. Who gave you that idea?” I felt a sort of anger mixed with relief that I wasn't going to ever leave the house again, but I also felt lied to. The whole point of forcing me to never run away would be to give me a punishment, right?

But I kept my mouth shut, even if he could read my thoughts.

“Child, there is no reason to punish you. Teenagers rebel all the time. The only lesson you should learn is to never run away again.” He gestures towards the door to the room.

“Preferably for my followers’ sake.” I nodded, wondering if this was it. I wondered if I got off scott free.

“So… what do I do now?” I asked in a cautious tone. Da Da tilted his head in my direction, waving me off as soon as he was done with me.

“You’ll go to your room and resume the rest of your days as normal. And don't bother your other authority figures again.” I nodded once more, standing up and bowing to my father.

“Yes, Da Da.”

“I'm not your father, girl.” I shook my head before limping out of the room. I let the door gently close behind me with a click. As I walked down the hall back to the main room, there was no one to be seen. They had all vanished.

I couldn't care less. I was ready to use the rest of my energy to create the books from my memory, hoping that it would keep me occupied. I felt more and more of my skin go numb as I created more and more books, stacking them under my bed in alphabetical order.

I was about finished until I heard a knock at my door. By this time, I had no patience or energy to deal with whoever was there, but I called out to them.

“You can come in.”

Strolling in came a wild haired Tomura with newly made gloves, and cleaner clothes than before. My eyes were blurry and I was not in a good conscience, but I patted a spot on my bed regardless. Tomura sat calmly on the bed, probably afraid to ruin whatever was on my bed. I finished creating my books and slid them under the bed as gently as I could.

Tomura's voice was quiet as he spoke.

“What did he say?” I stared at him with confusion written all over my features, trying my best to comprehend who he was talking about. He shook his head, repeating what he said.

“What did Sensei say? Y'know, All For One?” I finally registered who he was referring to, and I pulled the memories of exactly what he said to me.

“He told me that he wasn't going to punish me.” His eyes were wide as he gawked at me. I continued.

“As long as I don't do anything else wrong, I won't receive a punishment. Da Da didn't give me anything specific.” Tomura nodded as he placed his hands behind him, leaning back on his arms. I kicked off my boots as I fell back into my bed. I was dozing off until the older boy spoke once more.

“Tell me what's on your mind before you go to bed.” I wanted nothing more than to sleep. But it's not like I had to do anything important tomorrow, other than training. So I gave into his curiosity.

“I met a boy at the park I ran off to. He didn't say much to me, but I talked enough for the both of us.” I sighed as my fingers ran through my tangled hair. “He only asked me why I was talking to him and what kind of quirks I had.” I could feel Tomura's eyes on me as I turned away from him.

“It was fun.” I whispered as if I was telling someone a secret. It did feel like a secret. The boy beside me didn't say anything, but I knew he was thinking something. I couldn't just ask him, because he's not that type of guy. He wouldn't just tell me his feelings if he was being held at gunpoint.

He spoke up.

“What was so fun about it?” His voice was quiet, but not soft. It was rough. He must've felt some way about my emotion because he only started acting like this when I said how I felt.

“Well, I'm not used to going out. It was nice to talk to someone new for a change, even if he didn't say much. I could say whatever I wanted and we'd never see each other again.” I felt the bed shift as I kept my eyes closed. I rolled back to where Tomura was sitting, opening my eyes to see him staring back at me. I closed my eyes again. He took in a deep breath and spoke once more.

“I just don't understand. It doesn't sound all that fun.” I shook my head and looked him in the eyes.

“When you've been completely sheltered all of your life and never allowed to leave your house outside of shopping runs and having a bodyguard, any sort of freedom is considered fun.” The boy in front me stared back at me, still not seeing the appeal. I turned back over and made myself cozy, only for Tomura to roll me over again. I rolled my eyes.

“I'm so tired, you have no idea!” He laughed quietly as he poked me all over my arm.

“I heard that being tired is the best time to talk. Just let it all out!” I rolled back over and pulled my blankets over me. I kicked him off the bed, making him land on the floor. He let out a small “ow” before crawling over to where my head was. He stared as I tried to fall asleep. But he was really starting to annoy me.

“Fine. I'll tell you something that'll shut you up!” Tomura grinned as I huffed, spilling my guts.

“Because I've been reading a lot of different books, I kind of have an understanding of how the outside world works,” I started, catching the boy's curiosity. I sighed, continuing.

“And I've read many love stories.” I could feel him roll his eyes before I could finish. My goal was to shut him up, and that was what I was going to do.

“And I've been thinking a lot about us. I know we've got a problematic age gap, but I think I am, in some way, in love with you.” Tomura's eyes shot up, going from amused to panicked. He put his hands in front of him, trying to stop whatever I was going to say next. But I was going to keep annoying him.

“I mean, I know it's not actual love because you're the only guy in my life that isn't a 30+ year old villain, but it just kinda happened.” I tried to stop myself from laughing in my sleepy haze, but I was already at the point of giggling.

“And you need to stop messing with me so much, or else-” I felt his glove pressed against my mouth to keep me from spewing more nonsense, but I was laughing like crazy by the time he pulled away. I looked up to see Tomura's face shift to disgust as he saw how much I was laughing. I calmed myself down as Tomura gave me a pointed look. He shook his head disapprovingly.

“I was just kidding! I wanted to annoy you.” He scowled as I began to laugh again, pointing a finger in my face.

“You better be! I'm not into you like that, and the last thing I need is some teenage girl thinking I'm the hottest guy around!” I rocked from side to side as I calmed down again.

“Yeah, says the guy who's a literal man child!”

“That has nothing to do with this conversation!” Tomura pushed me farther in my bed as he got up to leave. After shutting the door as quietly as he could, I was finally able to sleep in peace.

Despite the promise of no punishment, there was no guarantee for anything else in my future. I would probably experience the scenarios that I had been trained for in the future, and I don't think I'd be able to deal with it.

So I dismissed the thought and dozed off peacefully.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦

Kira (OC) x Shoto Todoroki

Genre: Slow burn, angst, strangers to friends to lovers, tragic backstory, heroes

A/N: I stayed up until 12 a.m. to write this chapter, and I do not regret it. Lots of love <3

Word Count: 2.6k (2,606)

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫? 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧...

𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐚: 𝐀 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐀𝐅𝐎 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐀𝐅𝐎'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡?

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏

~Kira~

I thought that I'd be living a crazy life that involved going on intense adventures and being undercover. Instead, I'm being forcibly confined in my Da Da's villain base with a doctor, a man capable of creating portals, and the only psychopath that's close to my age. All I want to do is be able to roam the streets and interact with any random person that's willing to listen to me. Y’know if I were All For One, I'd think a bit more logically by allowing my daughter to go out more that way she doesn't decide to turn on me later for a sliver of freedom, but that's just me.

Even when Da Da does allow me to go out, I have to be supervised by one or more of his less recognizable villain followers so I don't run off. I wish that everyone in the base could understand why I'm frustrated, but they're all either fully grown adults who have chosen to make bad choices, or they're (Tomura) traumatized and brainwashed to follow whatever Da Da says. The only way that I can vent my frustration is to violently practice my quirks until I pass out…

Or I talk to Tomura.

I walk into the room, ignoring the “Do Not Enter!!” sign sloppily taped to his bedroom door, and sat next to the 19 year old as he click-clacks away on his video game. I lean my head on his shoulder and watch him play a little bit before speaking.

“Tomu… you ever wanna leave the base for hours on end sometimes? Y'know, just for fun?” Tomura shakes his head, not bothering to pause his game to look at my expression.

“I used to when I was younger, but I've gotten used to it here. I like not being forced outside all the time.” He responded, using his head to nudge my head in acknowledgement. I pursed my lips in disagreement, muttering, “At least you get to leave.”

The boy finally paused his game to give a pointed look in my direction. He dropped his controller carelessly on the floor, propping himself on his bed. Tomura patted a spot that allowed us to lay in the bed comfortably. Sighing, he wrapped an arm around my shoulders and spoke quietly to avoid anyone eavesdropping.

“I get what you're feeling, but ya kinda have to accept that Sensei's not gonna let you leave.”

“Do you think Da Da would let me leave if there was a fire?” Tomura tapped a gloved finger against his chin as if he were actually thinking about it. Finally coming to an answer, he smiled at me.

“Even if a tsunami came through and hit your room, he probably wouldn't even let you call for help.” I slapped Tomura’s arm as he laughed uncontrollably. I tried to calm him down as he coughed up a lung.

In a way, his statement felt as genuine as his laughter. I laughed a little to keep from ruining the mood, but he could tell that I was hurt. He shook his head to deny his response, trying to ease me.

“I'm sure he'll eventually let you run around out in the real world. I'm sure he's just doing this to protect you…” He said as he rubbed my arm reassuringly.

I did not feel reassured.

But I smiled regardless, thankful for the encouragement. Tomura wasn't usually an encouraging person because he had no use for it, but he always knew what would cheer me up. I leaned against the headboard, closing my eyes to come up with what I wanted to really say. I allowed my quirk to dig through the boy’s head and projected a message.

‘Thanks. You always know how to cheer me up, don't you?’

His cheeks grew red as he turned away from me, trying not to show me his expressions. I huffed, sliding off of his messy bed and back into the floor. He slid into the floor as well, pressing ‘continue’ on his game, playing it once more. He lost himself in his fictional world, allowing me to leave his room to enter my own fictional world.

—

To my dismay, I had read my small collection of books I hid under my bed, which meant I couldn't lose track of time until I was supposed to train again. This was the only thing I had to keep me from losing my mind, even if some of the books were about how sleeping can heal your body, or how plants survive. Some of my stories were about love, loss, and happiness, and I'd do anything to get that back…

I have to at least ask so I have a chance to gather more books. If I can't have complete freedom, I'd gladly take a whole library of books in exchange.

I hid my books back under my bed and walked out of my room. I made a small lock and key and attached it to my door, locking it to the best of my ability. I didn't want anyone to look through my room without my knowledge, but it would probably happen regardless of what I did.

I sauntered towards Kurogiri, the only person in the room, putting on my most nonchalant face. If Da Da was sleeping or busy with The Doctor, then I'd be good to leave on Kurogiri’s permission. It'd be a lot less trouble to go through him if I could.

I took a calm breath, giving a small smile to the man who could create portals. I can do this… the worst he can say is that I can't leave and I'll never be able to leave as long as I'm under All For One's rule…

I definitely don't want that response.

“Kurogiri.”

“What is it, Kira?” I couldn't help but start sweating as I was confronted with this actual conversation. I thought I'd be smooth about it, and this would already be over with.

But this is actually terrifying. Asking if I can leave is always terrifying.

“Is it okay if I leave to go to a store. I just want to buy a book.” Kurogiri gave me a blank expression (at least what I assumed was a blank expression), thinking about what to say. He looked straight into my eyes, causing sweat to roll down the side of my face. As nervous as I was to receive an answer, I was still on the edge of my seat, ready for anything to happen.

Kurogiri stared at me for what felt like an eternity before he went back to polishing liquor glasses.

“All For One says you should be back before your training starts. He sent for Victor to escort you on your outing.” I nodded, ready to head towards the door before Kurogiri spoke again.

“He states that you are only allowed to roam in the shopping center close to the base. You should have enough time to see or buy something and be back before training.” I stopped in my tracks, allowing myself to inhale deeply, focusing all of my energy into my creation quirk.

I thought carefully about every little detail on the coins and bills I would be using to buy my items, and I felt a part of me drain into making these pieces of money. I created thousands of yen’s worth of money, and stuffed it in my short’s pockets. I thanked the portal man and waited for Victor outside of the building.

I could hear heavy breathing as Victor ran to my side, hunching over as soon as he made it to me. He eventually slowed his breathing to be less unstable, but he was still out of his element. We nodded to each other – his being less coordinated than mine – and we both began to walk to the shopping center.

—

I would never get over the sight of actual people walking around and going into their desired stores to buy everyday items. I especially wouldn't get tired of seeing all of the glowing store signs and the colorful displays outside the shops. I always dreamed of walking outside whenever I wanted and just looking inside the stores just to look. I wouldn't have a reason for going in, but it'd be nice to be able to do so.

Victor led the way after I told him what I was intending on buying, leaving me no chance to sight see if I wanted to catch up to him. He slipped by random passers-by effortlessly while I kept bumping into people, apologizing left and right for the intrusion. He flowed smoothly through the large crowds while I struggled to keep up with the amount of people. If only I was allowed out more, I'd be able to handle this, easy peasy.

We eventually met in front of an unfamiliar store. It must be a new store. I bravely walk in – back and shoulders straight – as I walk to where I see the wall of books.

This store had more than books it seemed. There was only a big shelf of books, and everything I saw ranged from tiny clothes to glow in the dark pens. I had never seen such a diverse room before. It filled me up with adrenaline, causing me to pick up a random book and scan through it almost immediately. I couldn't stop myself. I was just too excited.

In my excitement, I came up with a master plan to keep my book trips from being too frequent: I was going to scan all of the books and store them in my photographic memory. I wouldn't even have to flip through every page of the books in order to gain the full story. I could just commit the titles to memory and I'd have the full book. Victor couldn't be less bothered, standing with a foot propped against the wall. He tapped to an infrequent beat as I expertly studied all of the titles.

I finished faster than I thought, ensuring that I wouldn't be caught. I pick up a random book, glancing at the first page, finding it interesting enough to purchase. I found another book alongside it, choosing to buy them both to avoid leaving empty handed. I looked back at Victor to find him glaring at the other side of the room. I tried to find the cause of his irritation, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me to the front of the store.

I found myself in front of a small woman with long tiger claws and sabertooth teeth, gently tapping away at the cashier’s device. She looked up at me and gave me a beautiful smile, muttering a small, “Welcome to Everything Palace, how are you doing today?” I froze, only moving to give her the books and to pull out my money. I wasn't used to talking to someone so… nice. Even Tomura had his moments of teenage angst and disrespect towards me.

I nodded my head and gave a small, “I'm fine,” with my best attempt at a smile. The woman gave Victor a side glance, making me worried that he was coming off weird toward the store staff. I attempted to excuse his standoffish behavior.

“That's my brother. He doesn't like shopping at all, so he's not in the best mood.” The woman nodded in understanding, giving me another beautiful smile as she gave me the price for my books. I gave her the exact change and she handed me my bag. As we walked off, I heard the cashier say, “Have a nice day.” I turned around and gave her a small head bow.

We pushed through the glass doors, springing into the calm yet bustling sidewalks of the shopping center, Victor already taking off to head to the base. I pulled him back, receiving a questioning look from the unrecognizable villain. I spoke loud enough for him to hear me through the chatter of more passers-by.

“Can we go to a store that has a hair brush or something? I have extra money…” Victor nodded, warning me that we only had an hour left before I was needed for training. I acknowledged his message and we walked through more busy crowds towards another unfamiliar store.

—

The wind picked up quickly as we hurried out of the store back to the quieter walkways. I exhaled, wanting nothing more than to wander to more shops or areas to release my stress levels. I seriously did not want to leave. Even with all of the discomfort of bumping into different people and such, I would rather remain here than in another place.

I was gonna go crazy if I went back to the base. I was gonna do something crazy…

I let myself fall behind as Victor continued to stride back to the lair. I couldn't move away from the front of the store. I couldn't even push myself to move back into the store. I just continued to stand there, waiting for something to happen – for someone to take me away to a better place than where I was living.

But as I continued to stand here, I realized that my “bodyguard” hadn't moved at all. He was staring at me from a distance, urging me to come with him, but I wasn't thinking straight.

And because I wasn't thinking straight, I started running.

Oh my God, I was running!

Running away from Victor.

I could hear his feat pounding harshly against the sidewalk as I kept on running. He was already tired, despite the fact that we only walked to every place we went to, but it didn't seem to stop him from running… just like me. Adrenaline pumped through my veins, making me feel absolutely invincible to the world. I didn't know where I would run to, but I knew that I wouldn't stop.

And I knew Victor wouldn't stop either. I kept my pace, even when he started using his energy to run faster. My brain turned off the moment I started moving, so I turned myself invisible and sprinted into an alleyway opening. I searched my body for anything that would give me away, and I found a small tracker pressed firmly to my shirt. I managed to peel it off and stomp on it before throwing it as far down the open street as I could.

Before I could catch my breath, Victor was right in my path. I held my breath as the villain stopped in the alleyway, trying to sense where I was. I couldn't give up this easily – it would be a waste. If he found me right now, I would be dragged home and tied to a chair and probably tortured to death. Or until I became obedient.

He walked slowly down the small area, getting closer and closer to where I was hiding beside a dumpster. I prepared for my end long before I started my chase, but before the man could get any closer, I felt my mind connect to his, projecting an out of breath voice in his brain.

‘I ran into a dead-end! I need to go deeper…’

The villain's legs twitched, pulling away from my hiding spot as he decided to run deeper into the alleyway. Far away from me…

He dropped my bags of things before rushing to my assumed destination. I wasted no time in gathering my items and pushing myself in the crowds of people as I turned off my invisibility. I had no idea where I would go, but I would find out once I got there.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ

Kaminari Denki x G/N Reader

Genre: Established relationship, fluff, study date

A/N: I thought I would write a short oneshot of a random MHA character just so I wasn't too sucked into writing my series, so I hope y'all enjoy!

Kaminari isn't dumb, but he's not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. He is often praised for wearing himself out completely with his quirk – sending huge electric shock waves through any object – but he's also heavily made fun of for the side effects. His brain goes haywire, and he's nothing more than a dumb potato. His friends make fun of him the most in that state.

But you always take care of him. Even when Bakugou is angrily yelling at your boyfriend to, "Stop being a dimwit", you always manage to pull Kaminari far enough to allow him some rest. He often doesn't remember most of it because he's either spacing out, or his brain has been turned to mush. But no matter what, you always make it your duty to keep him on track.

So, you asked your boyfriend to study with you.

"Honey, sugar, lemon, sweetie pie," you called out to him, hoping to make him cringe with your overuse of silly nicknames. But when you finally reached him, he had a huge smile on his face. No disgust in sight. You sighed, sitting on the floor in front of the couch, right beside him. You both sat in silence for only a few seconds before you asked him the big question.

"Denki, I know you're not doing too hot on your school work," Kaminari was ready to deny your statement until you put your hand up, telling him to wait. "So, I propose that we study together!"

Kaminari shook his head, crossing his arms and closing his eyes in defiance. He really didn't like studying. You put on your brightest smile and tried to convince him.

"I'll bring your favorite snacks and drinks, and after we're done, we can watch a movie or your favorite show." You clasped your hands together and leaned in closer to his face. His eyes were still closed, but he could feel your breathing on his cheek.

"It'll be like a study date!"

Kaminari opened one of his eyes, clearly excited, but not wanting to give into you so easily. He cleared his throat and finally spoke up.

"All of my favorite snacks and drinks?" He said in a whisper, suspicious of your promises. You nodded, wishing that he would stop resisting the idea of studying.

"Any movie or TV show? You'll watch anything I wanna watch?" You nodded again, already feeling tired from this interaction. He was really starting to get on your nerves. He leaned in with both of his eyes open, assessing the situation.

"So, what's in it for you!"

"I'm leaving."

"No, no, no, WAIT!" Kaminari bolted from the floor as you slowly made your way back to your room. He caught up to you easily, turning you around in his arms. His face was inches away from yours as he looked into your eyes to see if you were really angry. You tried to hold your composure, but seeing your boyfriend's reaction to you leaving almost made you crack. You couldn't help but let a small smile reach your lips.

After what felt like an eternity, the gold haired boy finally spoke.

"Do you really wanna help me study? Do you really wanna do a study date?" You couldn't hold back your laugh as you saw the boy's sad eyes look back at you. You reached up to pat his head, which he gladly received. You nodded once more, and you gave him a response.

"Yes! Why would I be asking you if I didn't actually wanna help you study?" He yelped in excitement and shook you back and forth like a little kid. Things like, "Thank you," and "Oh my gosh!" were the only words you could comprehend before you felt your butt hit the ground. You looked up to find a seething Bakugou holding back an excited Kaminari.

"Dunce face, your mouth is running all over the place!" Your boyfriend's face lit up as he stared back at you. You gave the angry boy behind him a disappointed look, only to receive the same booming voice.

"Don't look at me like that, smart face! You're the one making him jump for joy like a dog!" You laughed out, only making Kaminari's face light up even more. Bakugou loudly huffed and dropped the happy boy into the floor with you.

"You both are a bunch of fools. That's it, we're all meeting in the common area!" You and Kaminari continued to laugh as Bakugou gathered the rest of the Bakusquad by their shirts and dragged them to the living room. He finally dragged you both to the couch and pulled out his notebooks, ready to teach.

After your successful study session came to a close, you all went your separate ways. As your other friends left, you heard quiet whispers from Mina and Kirishima while Sero still had a confused look on his face. You laughed and turned back to gather your things, only to see an unusually calm Kaminari. He stared at you as if you were royalty, causing you to look away with a blush on your face.

When you looked back, he was still smiling at you like you were perfection, and you couldn't be embarrassed anymore.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Your boyfriend only shrugged, keeping his face on you and your movements.

"Because you're really pretty," he sighed out, leaning his head on one of his propped up hands. You decided to look at anything else but your boyfriend's handsome face, but he continued.

"And you always help me out. Even when Kacchan wouldn't explain how to do something again, you were always helping everyone else, showing us all how to do the problems again." You turned back to the gold haired boy as he stared back at you with no embarrassment in his eyes.

"Bakugou would kill you if he heard you call him that."

"Then I'll die happy." You rolled your eyes and laughed at the audacity of the boy. You gathered your things and pointed at him with your laughter filling the room.

"Okay, weirdo!" Kaminari smiled as you walked away from him to put your things away. His bubble only popped when he heard a quiet snicker behind him.

"You're damn right! Dunce face is a weirdo!" Kaminari's smile disappeared as he felt Bakugou lean closer to him. "And y'know what I do to weirdos, don't you, dunce face?"

Kaminari tried to get up and run to safety, but the boy was pulled back by the blonde.

"Get ready to charge all of the cooking equipment, cuz I'm gonna be cooking for a while!"

And that's how Kaminari ended up in your room again, tucked into bed as you let his mushed brain get back to normal.

*Bonus*

You: "So... Do you wanna tell me what happened last night?"

Kaminari: "... Bakugou made me charge all of the cooking equipment..."

You: "And why did he do that?"

Kaminari: "Because I'm a weirdo."

You: "No! It was because you called him 'Kacchan'!"

Kaminari: "Tomato, tamato, let's just say that I did both things!"

You: "Well, you are a weirdo."

Kaminari: "I'm your weirdo~"

You: "Where's Bakugou when you need him?"

Kaminari: "Please don't get him-"

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦

Kira (OC) x Shoto Todoroki

Genre: Slow burn, angst, strangers to friends to lovers, tragic backstory, heroes

A/N: I spent most of my free time during classes writing this chapter, and I once again do not regret it. (This is becoming a pattern...)

Word Count: 1.9k (1,922)

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫? 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧...

𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐚: 𝐀 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐀𝐅𝐎 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐀𝐅𝐎'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡?

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐

~Kira~

I tried not to panic, but I had no idea where I was going. The streets felt neverending, and the people didn't stop coming. I inhaled deeply to calm myself, but it wasn't enough. I felt overwhelmed and scared, but also excited and rebellious.

I felt like I could fly…

And if I could fly, I'd crash right back down and smash my face into the ground.

I was free to go wherever I wanted as long as my “bodyguard” couldn't find me, and that would probably be for a while. He seemed to take my subconscious bait and ran to find me at the end of the alleyway. I couldn't tell if my projection quirk activated out of fear or survival.

It definitely wasn't that serious. Even if he had caught me back in the alley, the worst Da Da could've done was forbid me from having anything or going anywhere with someone constantly watching me.

But thinking about the consequences wouldn't get me to a safer place. I had to actually look around and find somewhere to hide, but also some place to enjoy the city. It seemed impossible to find a place exactly like that, but my luck was turning around today, because I found the perfect place:

A park.

I had only seen them in magazines or picture books, but they could not compare to the actual thing. I was in awe at how nice and beautiful the scenery was. It also had lots of trees. Absolutely perfect for hiding.

I sauntered onto the park’s pathway, appearing as nonchalant as I could to avoid suspicion. I was just another regular, non-villain citizen enjoying a stroll in the park, as one does. My outfit made me fit in with the crowds, the only abnormality being my faded red eyes. Other than my unchangeable facial features, I wore a simple pair of black shorts, and a tight black tank top, with combat boots that fit a little too snug.

I found a park bench nearby, and I approached it with ease. I sat down quietly, choosing to tap my foot to the same infrequent beat that Victor had tapped to in the Everything Palace.

If that place really did have everything, I would have to come back and get more stuff.

A gentle wind passed by as I dropped my chin into my hand, not as calm as I'd like to be. I shivered, not being used to the sudden temperature change, even if it was a simple breeze. I closed my eyes and took another deep breath in, then out, then in, then out.

I opened my eyes to see a boy who actually looked my age (sorry Tomura) sitting next to me on the bench. He distanced himself, but was still close enough that I could feel his presence. I wondered how long he was here…

I stared at him for a couple of seconds, but when I went to turn away, I felt him shift in his seat. I intended not to keep looking at him, but as my eyes wandered to where he was, I saw him staring back at me intensively. I met his intensity with my own, sitting up and turning my full body towards him.

We continued to stare at each other until I spoke up.

“Why are we just staring at each other?” the boy's red and white hair shook as he looked back down at the book in his hands. I looked down as well, immediately recognizing the book's title. I smiled at him.

“I’ve read that book before,” I stated enthusiastically, but the boy continued to look down at it, twiddling his fingers. I tried again.

“I won't spoil it for you, but I found it really good.” The boy finally looked up from his hands, giving me a curt nod. We continued to awkwardly stare at one another. We tried to break the silence.

“What's your name-”

“Why are you talking to me-”

Another brief moment of awkward silence before I gestured for him to speak again.

“I don't get why you're talking to me. Why?”

“Why am I talking to you?” He nodded, tilting his head in confusion.

“Well, simply put, you're the first person I've seen since I've been locked away in my own home.” I knew that my answer would spark a few questions, which was what I wanted. I wanted the boy to keep talking to me. I wanted to savor this moment.

But he only nodded, looking away once more. Again, awkward silence.

I hate every moment of this. I have to get him to talk to me.

Well, if he won't talk to me, then I'll do all of the talking.

“You probably just want to read your book in peace, but I'm gonna talk. You don't have to listen.” The boy nodded, opening his book to the very first page. He must be a fast reader because he only glanced at the page for 5 seconds before flipping the next one.

“So I was created by my Da Da, and it wasn't a normal creation,” The boy's hair moved slightly as his eyes met mine in a slight glare. I raised my hands, trying to defend myself.

“I'm not about to say anything weird! I was just going to say that my Da Da used a quirk to make me. He lured a woman to his place and created me.” I stared off, trying not to think about how weird this sounded.

“After the usual 9 months of pregnancy, the woman had me in a hospital. As soon as she could, she came back to my Da Da's home and she dropped me off with him, like he planned for her to.” Again, his different colored eyes looked up from his book and at me, almost in disbelief. It was understandable… a random stranger telling another random stranger about a possibly fake backstory. But I persevered.

“So my Da Da raised me up to 4 before he took in another kid, who is currently 19 years old. He's mean to me sometimes, but he's the only company I have that isn't a full grown adult.” I began to rock back and forth as my anxiety sank in. I was really telling this random stranger my life story. Even if he didn't believe me, I would face far worse serious consequences if Da Da found out.

But I continued.

“After I turned 5, Da Da gave me four of his quirks, and I got my own. He trained me to use all of them, and I wasn't really allowed to leave the house. I'm still not allowed to leave, but sometimes I get permission to go to the shopping center and buy things. I have to take a bodyguard with me though.” The dual haired boy nodded in what I assumed was understanding, because he looked up and stared at me once more.

“That’s why I'm out here now. I asked to go and buy books from the shopping center, and I had to bring one of my Da Da’s follow- I mean bodyguards with me.” The boy's book was closed and disregarded as he paid attention to my story. He only interrupted to ask a question.

“Why are you here now? Aren't you supposed to have a bodyguard with you?” I acknowledged him, giving him an answer.

“Uh, about that… I kinda ran away from him.” I expected the boy to shake his head in disapproval, like everyone else usually did, but he only gave me another curt nod, letting me continue.

“So, now I'm on the run. I'm gonna be in so much trouble when he finds me and drags me home…” The boy gave me a sympathetic look, as if he understood my struggle. He began to speak quietly.

“What kind of quirks do you have?” I peered at the dual eyed boy, wondering if I had given him too much information. But then I realized, I had piqued his curiosity!

I grinned, scooting closer to him as I replied.

“I have 5 right now, but I'm supposed to get more when I turn 15,” I prepared my hands to show him my quirks at play. The boy instinctively backed away, causing a knot to form in my stomach.

Was I already making a new person I met afraid of me?

I couldn't fret; I had to show him what I could do.

“I have a creation quirk,” I felt more of my energy drain as I pulled a copy of his book from under my shirt, allowing him to flip through the pages to see if it was accurate.

“I can also use my creation quirk to create things from my photographic memory quirk,” I gestured for the boy to flip to a random page of the book, show it to me, and then quickly take it away so I could prove my quirk to him.

I read back the whole page, word to word, and he gave me a ghost of a smile. I smiled back and continued.

“I can…” I turned invisible and teleported to the other side of the bench, gently tapping his shoulder. He turned in my direction before I appeared back into his sight. “...turn invisible and teleport,”

His eyes shook as he grabbed the handle bar of the bench. He looked quite startled.

“And last but certainly not least, I have-” As I tried to give a demonstration of my quirk, I was harshly pulled away from the boy's side, hitting the ground. I gazed at the perpetrator, ready to yell, but I was met with a familiar set of fingers…

Finger guns…

As I tried to run away, Victor’s hand pulled me back up in an attempt to make me stand. I thrashed around, attempting to run away from the villain's arms. But it was no use.

I was caught before I could even finish showing off.

The dual haired boy sat as still as he was before, but I could see his eyes move between me and my “bodyguard”. The only movement he attempted was to raise his hand, but he decided not to fully raise it. He only let it hover over the bench.

Puffing out a gust of air, I gave up on freeing myself from Victor as he held my purposely limp body. He glared at the boy around my age before he gave a fake smile.

“Sorry kid, my, uh, sister's gone off the deep end. She's… she's not there in the head,” I glared at him, the man holding me tightly to prevent me from running. He looked down and gave me a pointed look.

The boy looked as though he didn't believe Victor, but he nodded anyways. I glared down at the ground to avoid getting in more trouble, but I could sense that I wouldn't be able to see the light of day again.

Especially after what I had done.

The villain gave a fake smile to the boy before dragging me off. I looked into the boy's heterochromic eyes and used my final quirk.

‘Thanks for the talk. It was nice meeting you!’

He gave me a nod in understanding, watching as I was forced to leave the park with Victor.

Maybe I'd see him again in the future, but it wouldn't be likely. I'd probably be dead by then if All For One had a say in it.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

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𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐲 𝐌𝐞!

𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜

Barbatos x G/N Reader