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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

A/N: It took me forever just to write this chapter, but I'll try to get back some motivation to finish the next one in a couple of days!

Word Count: 1.5k (1,580)

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 𝟓

~Kira~

One year later…

Despite the fact that I wasn't punished for running away, I still feel the urge to not try what I did again. Da Da did tell me not to cause anymore trouble with his followers, but they probably don't want to deal with a teenage girl any time of the day anyways. I've been trying my best to stay out of trouble, and I only ever go out to get more books or actual food, but even then, I try to keep close to the villains. I don't want any of the villains, or my father, to have an excuse to keep me locked away at home.

I've been training more, and I recently gained two new quirks: Telekinesis and super strength. They were pretty hard to learn, but with my father's guidance, he showed me how to tune into them. I'm supposed to receive more in a couple of weeks, but I'm content with the ones I have now. It feels like I'm juggling way too much at once.

Despite my consistency of not getting in trouble, Tomura has been distancing himself from me. When I do talk to him, he's always talking about how Da Da has given him some responsibilities to deal with, but that's as much as I'll get out of him. He's either gaming or with my father. I don't know how to feel…

But since I've had nothing to do but training and occasionally going out, I've been living in a fantasy world thanks to my books. If I didn't have these books, I probably wouldn't have any understanding of the outside world. I know it's not all happy-go-lucky like it is with most of my stories, but reading them gives me a greater insight on how actual people operate, and how everyone has different personalities.

I'm, unfortunately, running low on my book supply once again, so I ask Kurogiri if I can go to the bookstore.

“I need to go get more books from the city again. Am I allowed to leave with a villain?” Kurogiri gives me the same blank expression as he ponders on my request. Before, I would've nervously played with my fingers and shift my feet until I was confirmed to leave, but now I just sit patiently in front of the portal man until I receive a response. Eventually, Kurogiri gives me a nod.

“Yes, you can. You will leave with Oxy-Man. He will be waiting for you by the exit.” I give a grateful nod back, making my way to the door. I am stopped when Kurogiri says one last thing.

“Make sure not to cause trouble for anyone else, please.” I look back and sigh.

“Kurogiri, you say that every time I go out these days. The thought hasn't even crossed my mind!” I receive another expressionless face.

“... Until now…” He turns back to his work as I think about what he said. I did cause a lot of trouble for everyone that day, but I've proven that I won't do it again.

But I also see their perspectives. If I had the guts to run away the first time, there's no doubt that I'd do it again. Even then, they could easily find me and take me back to the base. It's not like I'm completely free to do whatever I want.

I gather the necessary items I need before I leave. I have enough money to buy some more books, but I make more money just in case I need it. I shuffle out the door and give my thanks to Kurogiri.

My villain bodyguard waits for me outside the door as I walk out and we give each other a nod as we head towards the shopping center. I want to go to an actual book store so I'm able to copy more and more books and find more variety.

As we make our way there, I look over to see Oxy-Man right next to me, staring ahead. After I had pulled the “run away” stunt, I've always been worried that the villains would be more aggressive whenever I was around. I didn't want to have to deal with more roadblocks in my life.

But nothing has really changed ever since I tried to leave. The villains treat me the same, except for Victor, who still holds a small grudge against me. In fact, most of them are easier to be around when we're not being constantly watched by my Da Da.

I focus my attention back on the store signs, looking for a bookstore. Oxy-Man hasn't said much of anything to me ever since we left, so I don't expect him to say anything until now.

“There are multiple bookstores in this area. Which one would you prefer to go to?” My body involuntarily shivers as I look back at the villain. When I don't respond immediately, he starts pointing out the stores he sees. I point at the last store he pointed to, and the villain quickly walks across the street, pulling me along. I allow myself to be pulled to the store, hoping that we stay out of the base for longer.

—

We walk into the store and I am overwhelmed by the amount of books there are. On one hand, there are a lot of books. Enough to keep me occupied for months. But on the other hand, there's no way that I could actually copy all of these books without feeling a little guilty.

I grabbed at least 5 books off the bookshelf and cradled them in my arms. I carefully put them down on a nearby table, picking one of the books and pretending to examine it. I glanced at a page and then looked up to the huge bookshelf and let my eyes wander. My mind felt like it was going to explode…

Oxy-Man tapped his foot in a steady beat, unlike Victor did the last time he took me out. I looked back to see the villain scanning the store and everyone around us. I muttered a quick “sorry”, causing him to look back at me with his full attention.

“Sorry? For what?” I shrugged, gesturing to the books around me.

“Sorry for keeping you here for so long. I just don't wanna get in trouble with the staff for memorizing the books.” He shook his head, giving me a serious look.

“You're not bothering. I'm here to keep ya safe. Take as much time as you need.” I gave a grateful smile before continuing at the task at hand. He nods back.

I turn back to the books and continue memorizing the words as quickly as possible. I subconsciously delete uninteresting or useless memories of books I've read before as I add more copies to my brain. I keep all of the info in my memory until I feel like I can't hold anymore. I finally turn away from the books, only to grab the ones I set on the table. I carry the books once more and head off to look at a couple of knick knacks that had caught my eye, only to have my bodyguard pull me back. I turned to him in surprise .

“Let me carry those books, yeah? Don't want you getting tired before you get to go home.” I nod in appreciation, quickly passing the books into his arms before he could protest. I head back to the knick knacks as I feel Oxy-Man following right behind me.

I picked up a small sculpture of a brown bear holding a blue covered book in one paw, while adjusting its glasses with the other. I let out a small laugh as I examine it closer – memorizing every little useless detail. I see that there are words, although tiny, written in the blue covered book. I manage to successfully read the words and repeat them under my breath.

‘Don’t try. Do! You don't need to hesitate if you're making the right decision!’

There are more words underneath, but they only read real life warnings that no one would expect to be in a fake book that a sculpted bear was carrying around. It read, ‘No smoking. No drinking. No drugs. And most importantly, you should stay in school!’

I finally set the bear down and looked around to see Oxy-Man leaning towards me, muttering something under his breath.

“I'm gonna look at some books myself. You know what not to do.” I gave a small smile, watching him walk off from his previous position. I continued to look at the cute library sculptures until I couldn't stand to look at them anymore. I walked off to another area to find magazines and lots of reading and writing supplies. Pencils, pens, reading glasses, and more were propped up on wall hooks not far off from the magazines.

I shuffled over to the bright and colorful paper thin magazines, looking at all of the distracting covers. Things like, ‘All Might saves another round of civilians after a massive assault took place!’ appear in large and bold print, making it almost apparent that I wouldn't be interested in reading the contents. I skim through the pages of different articles and such when all of a sudden, I feel a strong hand on my arm, causing me to drop the magazine back on the rack.

I turn to find the familiar eyes of the stranger I met in the park.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝚁𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜...

Kenma Kozume x GN Reader

Genre(s): Fluff, strangers to friends, crack moments

A/N: Hey guys! This is just a random thing I got inspiration for after reading (half) of a Kuroo fanfic. I hope y'all enjoy!

Moving out of your parents' house to go live right on campus wasn't an easy thing for you to do, considering you weren't a very social person. You knew you'd need a roommate to help you pay for food and bills, and despite your lack of social skills, you were willing to search for someone to live with.

In your first year, you were paired up with a girl who was rather nice. She didn't have any loud or obnoxious friends over, she didn't stay up late, she wasn't loud, and she just overall respected you... For the most part. She tended to get mad easily, and even if it wasn't at you, she'd yell at you like all hell broke loose. So, as soon as the year was over, you quickly packed your things and left to get another campus dorm.

In your second year, your roommate was a WHOLE lot worse. She had no respect for your privacy, she stayed up late into the night and kept you up as well, laughed as loud as her friends did while they searched through your shared fridge and only took YOUR food, and she always talked badly about you. Half way in your second year, your roommate sat you down and told you that SHE was moving to a new dorm because she could not handle YOUR behavior. You thanked whatever God was out there that she was finally gone until you got a new roommate.

Your new roommate, however, was an angel compared to your last roommate. He always cleaned up after himself and he offered to take you to places because you were nice to him. He was like a house husband of sorts. Too bad he had a girlfriend, cuz you would've definitely married him. He moved out of the dorm to move into a separate apartment with his girlfriend, so you were left alone once again.

That was until Kenma became your new roommate in your third year...

At first, he was extremely quiet, only coming out of his room for food, not even bothering to say a simple "hi" to you. You were a bit put off by it, but you started to get used to it because it meant that you could study in peace, and he'd just be silent in his room, like he was never there.

One day though, you heard a loud banging on your front door, wondering if Kenma had gotten a delivery or something, since he never had friends come over. You opened the door and saw a tall, black haired, bed head man smirking down at you as he talked, with what you assumed was a fake deep voice to seem cool.

"I'm looking for Kenma, but I guess you'll do." He said smoothly with a smirk you wanted to smack off his face, but he either didn't notice your distaste, or he didn't care. You opened the door wider to let him in as you turned back to call Kenma out of his room. Surprisingly, your usually awkward roommate was already out of his room, glaring daggers at the tall male. He kept his voice even and monotone as he spoke insults to the new man in your living room.

"Kuroo, how did you find out where I live? I never gave you my address." The bed head, Kuroo, smiled brightly as he came closer to Kenma.

"You didn't have to give me your address," he patted Kenma's shoulder even after Kenma knocked his arm away, looking him in the eyes as he continued. "Your mom gave me your dorm number and told me to check in on you and make sure you were making friends."

Kenma sighed heavily, but led Kuroo to his room. He closed the door behind him as you continued to stand by the door, wondering what to do next. You didn't have to wonder long because as quickly as he was let into your roommate's room, he was soon kicked out. Kuroo only looked at his friend's door, and walked back towards the living room and made himself at home.

"So, when's dinner?"

Not only were you dealing with a slightly louder Kenma, you also had to deal with an almost daily visit from Kuroo. You didn't mind that Kenma felt the need to be louder in the dorms, because you could at least talk to him and he wouldn't ignore you. You could actually have a full conversation with the black haired male without him walking off to his room. Although his answers were often short and quiet, you were still having a conversation! And with Kuroo being in y'all's home most of the time, Kenma was a lot more willing to show his true personality, especially when the bed headed male would test his patience.

The extent of your day was just listening to Kenma become increasingly annoyed by Kuroo, who was purposely trying to rile him.

"Kenmaaaa! Kenmaaaa!"

"WHAT DO YOU WANT KUROO!?"

"Can I get a cup of water?"

"..."

And you would watch as Kenma slowly stood up and walked to his room to get something to beat Kuroo up with. The bed head would usually apologize and stop his antics for a measly 20 minutes until he decided to annoy you.

It was your fourth year of university and you had managed to hold onto a roommate longer than a year. Kenma surprisingly signed up to be roommates with you again and you were happy that he was at least comfortable enough to stay with you. Kuroo had his own life of course (I know, shocker), so he wasn't able to visit you both as often as he had before, which made you nervous about how living with Kenma would be without the bed head being there to provide y'all with entertainment.

You both settled into your new dorm, and continued to have short conversations with each other. When you were hanging out in the living room, Kenma would be nearby playing on his switch, studying for upcoming tests, or he was reading a book.

He was mostly playing on his switch though...

You knew that Kenma was getting comfortable around you when he started sitting on the couch with you, constantly asking you if you wanted to play a new game he had gotten. You would agree and you learned to play all of the quiet guy's games (and you became obsessed with his games). He also recommended books that he had read and you started enjoying his company.

He also became a little more chaotic.

"Can you cook me eggs?"

"Why would I cook eggs for you, Kenma?"

"Because you're a really nice, kind, awesome, spectacular roommate that wouldn't want their roommate to move out."

"... Do you mean that?"

"Oh, heck no."

"Okay, good."

"... You're actually a really stinky and lazy roommate."

"KENMA!"

But you didn't mind having a slightly loud, lazy, messy, lousy... Maybe you did mind having a slightly loud, lazy, messy, lousy roommate like Kenma, but you wouldn't trade him for the world <3

...

*Bonus*

"Hey Kenma."

"What?"

"I'd definitely trade you for a Snickers bar if Kuroo offered."

"...WHAT THE-"

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

A/N: Thanks for reading! It took me a couple of hours, determination, and listening to a lot of 2nd and 3rd gen Kpop to finish this.

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

𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮

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𝚁𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜...

Kozume Kenma x Reader

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Yamaguchi Tadashi x Reader

𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

(𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭)

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?

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

Kira's beginning and All For One's plan...

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏

A Teenage Rebellion... In which Kira needs some "time" to get used to being All For One's follower.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐

A Lovely Stroll in the Park... In which Kira finds a stranger willing to listen to her ramble about her tragic backstory.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑

An Extraordinary Inconvenience... In which Todoroki Shoto finds himself worrying about someone other than himself. A stranger, no less.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒

The Punishment of a Lifetime?... In which All For One decides what would be a most deserving punishment for Kira's small taste of freedom.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓

An Unexpected Meeting... In which, after a year, Kira is having a relatively peaceful day until she (again) meets the boy from the park.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔

An Unexpected Meeting (Pt. 2)... In which, after a year, Shoto is having a peaceful day with his older sister, only to (again) run into the girl from the park.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕

Betrayal and a Day Off... In which Shigaraki Tomura expresses his feelings about Kira's one desire, and Kira suddenly receives a day off from training (after sleeping all day).

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗