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h2bakugou · 4 years

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Hi there! I really enjoy your BNHA Headcanons, so may I request headcanons of All Might, Eraserhead, and Present Mic having a detective younger sister bring them lunch or sum at the school? She's low-key a delinquent (like Tanaka Ryūnosuke's sister) and super friendly 😗 Thank you for your hard work! 💞

a/n: hi love! awe tysm! of course!!! i havent wrote for these hotties in a minute dskghjkd

headcanon: their deliquent, detective little sister surpsing them at work

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, fluff

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yagi toshinori / all might

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All Might is super surprised when you show up with a visitor tag on your sweater, happy to surprise him with lunch.

“What are you doin’ here?” He asks, a smile on his own lips, it’d been a while since he’d seen you, the both of you being caught up in work, he was happy to see his little sister again.

“I’m baking a cake.” You frowned, sarcasm laced your tone. All Might froze before you broke out laughing.

“I came to surprise you! With lunch!” You hold up the meal you’d grabbed beforehand and eagerly yanked him to sit down.

Class 1-A observed from their tables at the sight.

You were on the shorter side when it came to standing beside your brother, who resembled a tree, in your opinion.

But they couldn’t help but laugh as you teased him, stole bites of his food, and compared your height to his, using the chairs at the table to finally be taller than him.

You followed him back to class despite him urging you not to.

“You still don’t listen to me do you?”

“You don’t look like mom so why should I?” You stuck your tongue out at him. He smiled and ruffled your hair before letting you step into the class.

“Hey, kids! I’m Detective Toshinori, All Might’s super cool younger sister! It’s nice to meet you all!” You hopped up on the podium up at the front of the class and sat on it.

“It’s nice to meet you!” A few voices called out.

“You guys wanna hear some super embarrassing childhood All Might stories?” You smirked deviously, eyeing your older brother who drained of color.

“Yes!” Some people cheered.

“Okay okay, I think-”

“When he was 14, I was 7, so for Halloween that year, he wanted to be a zombie so I asked if I could do his makeup, and our mom being the lovely lady she is, said that he couldn’t take off the makeup I did for him. He walked around that night in sloppy green face paint with pink lipstick.” You pulled out the photo you’d dug up a few nights before and showed it around, earning laughs from most of the students.

“Hey I see now, you’re that detective that’s always causing a stir in those headlines!” A yellow-blonde spoke up.

“Yup! The media hates me!” You laugh.

“You’re like totally badass! Why didn’t you become a hero?” He asks.

“I thought about it for a while, but I’m just not the person for it, I’m happy saving lives through investigations, besides, I think the future’s in pretty good hands with you kids on the front lines.”

The class fell silent at your comment. They’d heard it a few times before, but you were so sincere.

You stayed for a while, and you met a bunch of kids, and eventually, you met a certain green-haired kid your brother had told you about.

“It’s nice to meet you, Deku. All Might’s told me a lot about you.” You shake his hand, his eager smile bright enough to give the sun a run for its money.

“You’ve got a long way to go, but you got this, kid. Don’t let him know I gave you this.” You smirked, giving him another embarrassing photo from your brother’s childhood. Deku cherished it.

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shota aizawa / eraserhead

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He’s aware of the presence following him, but he couldn’t be bothered by it. He’s unaware of it being you, he assumed it was just another student.

Until you tackle him when he walks into class.

“Don’t ignore me!” You laugh as you ruffle his hair, the class staring at you in disbelief.

Your resemblance to their teacher is uncanny and they’re confused on who you are.

“Get off of me (Y/n).” Shota grunts, happy to be on the floor, but not happy by you practically laying on him.

“Alright alright. But introduce me to your kids! They look confused.” You stand up and stare at your older brother who’s somewhat thrilled to see you, though he won’t show it.

“This is my younger sister, Detective (Y/n) Aizawa.” The class murmurs among themselves as they look at you, now understanding why you resembled their teacher.

“Woah, you have a sister? She looks just like you!” a pink haired girl smiled at you. You nudged your brother and giggled.

“Sometimes I feel like I’m the older sibling.” You tease.

Deciding to stay for lunch, you’re asked a few questions, which you gladly answer, sharing all the embarrassing childhood stories you could before Shota shut you up.

“So why’d you stop by?” Shota finally asks when he’s given a break from the students.

“I felt like seeing you. It’s been a while, we’re both so busy, it’s nice to see you every now and again.”

“How much trouble do you need me to get you out of?” He sighed, rubbing his temples.

“In my defense, those paparazzi were harassing me, I just shoved them into a garbage can! They didn’t even get hurt.” You huffed, shoving a bite of food in your mouth.

“You never cease to amaze me.” Shota chuckles. You smile at the sound of your brother’s laugh.

It’s been a while since you got to hang out with him, so you thought surprising him at school would be nice, it was your day off, the first in a few weeks.

“Could I stick around and watch your kids?” You ask, finishing the food on your plate.

“As long as you don’t show them any more embarrassing photos.”

Yeah that didn’t go so well, they have plenty of pictures of their teacher acting like a hooligan now.

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hizashi yamada / present mic

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You cannot tell me that you, as his little sister, is not loud, if not louder, than him. You are both loud individuals.

He’s super surprised to see you, so much so that Aizawa has to cancel his quirk because he’s excited.

Getting caught up on everything you’ve missed from your time apart is one thing, but you two could talk for ages about anything and everything.

Your big brother is pretty chill, but you on the other hand, you’re a bit of a delinquent.

Hizashi is quick to scold you for some of your reckless behavior but he’s not mad at you.

“You did what?!” He yells, his amber eyes staring at you.

“Hey! He was being a smart ass. Of course now the cruiser smells like garbage.” You were a detective and while on a case a villain had crossed your path and said a few comments that you weren't going to let pass.

So you tossed him in the dumpster nearby and then you had to take him down to the station.

“It’s great to see you again.” He smiles.

You’re happy to go around and meet everyone, stopping in Class 1-A and 1-B.

Sharing embarrassing childhood stories about Hizashi is always fun, he’s trying to get you to stop but everyone else is excited to see what Mic looked like when he was young. They’re impressed by how much his hair has grown.

Your favorite childhood memory is when he asked for your help the first time he spiked it up.

The two of you sat coated in hair gel and who knows how many other hair products. Hizashi insisted on doing your hair as well which is why your hair is also spiked in the picture.

Having lunch with him is nice, but you’re sad when you have to part.

“I’ll make sure to stop by more!” You smile while hugging your older brother.

“Yeah!” He cheers, hugging you back.

You wave goodbye to everyone and leave, but not before taking a few pictures with everyone to cherish.

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