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theshinobiway · 5 years

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Isn’t it weirder to ship the characters with yourself than with other characters?

Hey There!

First, thanks for reaching out with a question like this. I want to do your question justice because it’s actually a complex subject. To start, I have a few topics I’d like to touch on:

What does it mean to “Ship” yourself with a character?

How can it be Beneficial/Harmful?

Is it Strange?

What does it mean to “Ship” yourself with a character?

“Shipping” would be best defined as the following: Initially derived from the word relationship, is the desire by fans for two or more people, either real-life people or fictional characters (in film, literature, television etc.) to be in a romantic relationship.

This is fairly broad, but actually doesn’t even seem to include a provision for self-ships. Does that mean that self-ships are too uncommon to even mention in the definition of shipping? well, no, not necessarily.

Because the question was phrased “Isn’t it weirder to ship yourself with a character” the implication comes across as though my writing is actually a self-insert of myself as an author. Let me take a second to address this:

When I write headcanons/scenarios, I’m actually not writing self x character. I’m writing reader x character, which separates me mentally and emotionally from the subject matter. I envision myself within my writing only as necessary to write sensory detail, such as the following:

“The alcoholic haze that blurred your vision before gave the world a surreal, almost painted expression. Scenes that would not have fascinated you before were prime entertainment for the intoxicated. Lights danced around the street, peeking out from the silhouettes of the passers-by as they went about their ways, unconcerned for the magical visions that surrounded them. And Kami, and the smell of the food stands was enough to make you hungry for seconds.”

When I write emotional and romantic scenes, I personally pull from my own experiences with romance. My writing has developed in this area only because I’m in a current, long-term relationship that has the emotional depth the likes of which I’ve never experienced before. It would make me uncomfortable to envision myself that intimately with a character because I’ve already got a real-life s/o. They’re the actual reason it’s easy to write the emotionally-charged romantic scenes that I’ve grown to love writing. It’s complicated to explain, but much of my writing is “purely business,” though the emotions are real.

That’s just me, though. If a writer does scenes more based on fantasy or puts themselves more explicitly in those situations, those habits are part of their private writing process and are entirely within their right.

So now, I’ve got two smaller questions to cover:

If someone envisions themselves in their own writing with a character, is it wrong?No. I’ll talk about OCs under the next heading.

If someone envisions themselves with a character at all, is it wrong/weird?Actually, it’s incredibly normal. But there are certain things to be aware of which I’ll explain in a second.

How is it Beneficial/Harmful?

Shipping of any kind, as we have seen in a variety of fan communities, can have the effect of being incredibly harmful. Shipping is not okay when the following is true:

One or more parties is a real-life person who has not consented to the ship. (Tom Holland x Spiderman)

Both parties are real-life people not playing a character (Sorry, K-Pop fandom, you’re getting called out here.)

Both parties are real-life people [who may or may not have already expressed their discomfort with being shipped, it doesn’t matter.] (Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman, Zendaya and Tom Holland)

The ship is pedophilic in nature (Sebastian and Ciel from Black Butler)

Shipping of two fictional characters does not normally fall under this umbrella. Awesome! But wait, what about shipping with oneself? The real-life person has consented to the ship.

Fictional characters (fictional identities, such as Spiderman, Sherlock, and not Tom Holland or BC) are imagined and incapable of personhood, therefore they do not need consent the same way a real-life person does. The depiction of pedophilia is still a crime, therefore, they cannot be shipped.

All stories, by the way, were created because someone imagined them. I’ve often seen the phrase “self-insert” as a tool used to shame others who create an OC for a story.

What this says, on a literal level, is that the creator of the OC has absolutely no right to create a character to their liking that lets them imagine themselves as part of a story they love or to share an original character that they created for an established story, no matter how much they deviate from the author. Other authors who create an original story, especially female authors, have faced this criticism as well. (Interestingly enough, this doesn’t come up nearly as often with male authors, unless a harmful depiction of a female is involved.)

Personally? I do not regularly envision my authors as their characters, and I know from personal experience that in my own creation of OCs and Characters that they can be incredibly detached. Many of my OCs share none of the same character traits as me, or if they do, it’s a few insignificant details.

Still, if an OC shares much in common with the author (as most firsts do) then that’s not an issue either. It has little impact on the story. Some people actually like reading the author’s OC because they find the character to be relatable, likable, or to have qualities they enjoy.

The argument that “Self-Insert makes the writing bad” is faulty. Writing is bad because the writing is bad. It is not bad because it’s a self-insert. The issues are that the character is uninteresting, static, or unrealistic.

Character x Reader/Imaginer shipping is harmful only when the fantasy prevents someone from living healthily because of their attachment to the ship. I am not a psychologist so I cannot explain this in psychological jargon, but any fantasy that creates a detachment from reality that is:

Debilitating

Causes serious hindrance to the fantasizer’s perception of reality

Affects the real-life ability to connect to others

is a harmful fantasy.

Fantasies that are enjoyed with a sense of impermanence and can be openly recognized as fantasies are not harmful or wrong, or really even “weird.” They are, once again, a normal part of the very human desire to imagine oneself in desirable situations.

The same way people create, commission, or request fanart, there’s a similar demand for writers. That’s where this blog falls in with the fandom. because I can’t feckin draw

What are the benefits? Two. And they’re pretty great ones:

In allowing themselves to indulge in romantic stories involving a character, many people end up discovering different traits about themselves (I’m passionate just like them! We both love XYZ!), or they can eventually isolate qualities they like in real-life people (“Hey, here’s a picture of all the anime characters I like, can’t you tell I have a type?)

It’s also beneficial for the sheer sake of entertainment for entertainment’s sake. People are allowed to have fantasies. They are allowed to share fantasies with friends/communities where this is a welcome topic. They are allowed to envision characters as they wish. They are allowed to imagine character romantically, the same way they could envision that “perfect s/o” that they made up all by themselves.

Frankly, I could care less who fantasizes about what. It’s all meant to be enjoyed and it’s nice if my writing gets appreciated along the way. People’s opinions about other things I disagree with don’t even cross my mind on a daily basis.

And unless it’s put in your face, I firmly believe other people shouldn’t care about other opinions that much either. Isn’t it just draining? Let things just be.

Is it Strange?

Well, that’s relative.

A lot of people have preferences for ships in certain media, like Daenerys and Jon Snow. Other people prefer to just imagine about Jon Snow or Daenerys. There are just as many posts praising a single character as there are shipping them together.

So why is it then that reader insert can be considered strange if the celebration/admiration/crush on a character is fairly normal?

The reason for all of this is simple: Many people find that the sharing of fantasies is an uncomfortable topic. And on some level, it is. People are often sensitive about their own imaginations, keep that part of them private, and prefer not to share or have that shared with them. It’s a normal and acceptable boundary to have.

Would you gush to your boss about how much you love Bakugo from BHNA, or would you be more comfortable sharing that with a close friend who also loves watching the show? Other people are fine relating to others over shared fantasies. Which is why there’s a community for it, particularly here on Tumblr.

The only difference between a character that one person creates and enjoys in their own head and one that has been established in media, is that the latter character comes from another imagination already has a story attached to them that has been publicly shared.

Is it weird to have a piece of media—art, writing, what have you—that lends itself to the reader to be the main character?

Well, personally, that’s left to the consumer of media. Some people like the “choose-your-own adventure books,” some don’t. Some like video games where you create your own character (like Skyrim) some prefer a set main character with concrete traits (like Samus Aran from Metroid.)

All creators seek to replicate, on some level, an experience that they want their consumers to be a part of. They do this through the lens of their characters. This takes various forms in TV media:

Main characters that are “Stock” (like Kirito from SAO: Talented young Japanese male, dark hair, dark eyes, noble “hero” personality. He’s similar to many other protagonists from other harem anime)

Or that have “Strong” Personalities (like Naruto from, well, Naruto: Similar to other shounen archetypes but he can be differentiated easily, he has a strong personality, unique traits, and quirks.)

Watcher(Reader) x Character falls into the “stock” main character: Not many definable traits, easy to imagine yourself as the character to fill in the gaps, etc.

Thus, these types of character x reader stories exist in popular TV shows, with characters that the reader has the chance to envision themselves with.

It’s hard to do watcher x character when a character needs at least some physical form. Otome Games, Harem anime, Average joe-schmoe gets the guy/girl, High school girl in a movie gets her crush, etc. all fall under the same genre of the “main character with general traits that fits the most common denominator.” Surprise! The intent is that you do put yourself in the main character’s shoes and you can idolize the guy/girl they go after.

Thus, character x watcher(reader) exists in popular media already.

It’s basically the written form of “create your own character in a video game, now you get to marry/romance who you want!” Guess what other forms of media let you romance your preferred fictional character?

Mass Effect

Skyrim

Stardew

Dragon Age

Sims

Etc.

Yep, the most popular video games out there. Does everyone play these types of games? No. That’s perfectly fine.

Here’s the final answer, though: Some characters do not exist in video games that allow a romance option. Some do not exist in tv series that allow the teasing of a possible romance with a “blank slate” main character.

Reader-insert writing is only the written form of an open-ended particular romance arc with a character, meant to be experienced in the same way you could explore that option within a suitor-friendly video game.

If you find OCs “weird,” or a reader insert “weird,” then it’s because that particular form of media simply does not attract you. You are free to disregard that part of the fandom, just as much as I disregard shipping content that does not cater to my own preferences.

Thanks for contributing to the blog!

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bnha-general-fan · 4 years

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The Consequences Of Running From Your Problems

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Category: M/M

Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Relationship: Midoriya Izuku/Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Characters:

Midoriya Izuku

Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead

Uraraka Ochako

Ashido Mina

Additional Tags:

Getting Together

Pining

All Might and Izuku are pining fools

Everyone is sick of their pining

So Ochaco and Mina decide to act

Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is So Done

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A tiny bit angsty and a tiny bit fluffy

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Summary:

Yagi Toshinori knew how this was going to end. Izuku would press and Toshinori, who was unable to deny him anything, would crumble and confess why he had been avoiding the younger man. Izuku would then look at him, surprised and shocked and a little bit disgusted, before turning him down gently and exiting the room, leaving Toshinori in shambles behind him. But then, like he always seemed to do, Midriya Izuku shattered all his expectations. *** Toshinori and Izuku have been pining for each other, and everyone is honestly sick of it. Uraraka and Mina, seeing that those two weren't going to do anything to solve the tension between them, take the matter on their own hands. How? Locking them together, of course!

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The yearly Christmas party that was celebrated at UA, and which this year was attended by the whole of what five years ago was 3-A (at their insistence), had only been going on for no more than an hour and he already wanted to bash his head on something.

‘The pining is making me sick.’

Aizawa Shouta, also known as pro hero Eraserhead, took a sip of his drink and frowned as he saw the two people that thought was about talking to each other.

On one side was Midoriya Izuku, also known as pro hero Deku. He hadn’t changed much since he was a student under Shouta, still as bright and easily flustered, and he was showing it while floundering in his conversation with the other person: Toshinori Yagi. All Might. Who was as hopeless as the younger man, if the way he blushed and didn’t quite meet the eyes of the other hero was any indication.

Honestly, those two. Ever since All Might’s retirement, Shouta had noticed their relationship getting closer and closer but being the emotionally clueless man he was, it wasn’t until Hizashi pointed it out that he noticed the blushes both wore often when they were around each other. How Midoriya’s eyes shone with much more than hero worship, and how Yagi’s smile was a touch too warm and fond to be just fatherly. Not to talk about the guilt and anguish the older man showed immediately after, distancing himself from the younger and leaving Midoriya staring after him with a confused and heartbroken look in his eyes that definitely didn’t make Shouta want to go after All Might and make him apologize, no matter what Hizashi said.

It was a situation straight out of a manga. Seriously, Shouta didn’t know two people could be so obviously in love with each other but completely unaware the object of their affections felt the same. That level of obliviousness seemed too much to exist, but there it was. Shouta was seeing it with his own two eyes.

And he wasn’t the only one if the way Uraraka and Mina were whispering and glancing towards the pair was any indication. Shouta’s senses screamed that mischief was on its way, but they also warned him that he didn’t want to be caught in the middle of whatever they were planning.

Decision made, he turned around and ignored the concerning words he could overhear among the whispering.

He nearly pitied the two oblivious idiots, but it was something they had coming to them.

Yagi Toshinori was an utter fool.

Or at least, that’s how the man himself felt as he made way for the other side of the party room, knowing full well he was running away like a coward and not caring in the slightest.

He knew he was hurting Izuku by behaving like he was. By distancing himself, pulling away from conversations. But he couldn't help it, just like he couldn't help not pulling completely away from him.

He knew it was wrong to feel like he did for someone so much younger than him, but he couldn't seem to stop, even after all these years. As the former number one hero, he'd had to hide his injury and secret identity from everyone, preventing him from getting close to people.

He'd known that becoming a symbol would be a lonely, lonely life. A life he thought himself prepared for. But loneliness took its toll, and so he clung to few people he had. And of all of them, Midoriya Izuku had always been special.

The kid had always been so strong and heroic, with a heart bigger than anyone he’d met before. The second he saw him, scrawny and teary but determined to save his friend from the sludge villain, he’d known that he had been wrong telling him he couldn’t be a hero. At that moment, Toshinori was sure Midoriya Izuku had the potential of becoming a great hero, quirk or not. It was also at that moment that he knew the kid would be a great successor, his quirk only increasing the potential he already had.

Toshinori had then seen himself as a mentor to the kid and hadn’t expected their relationship to go much further. But then again, he hadn’t expected to live much longer either, so he hadn’t been as guarded around the kid as he usually was with other people. Izuku knew about his other form, so he let himself be Toshinori instead of the boisterous number one hero All Might. And as time passed, it felt more and more natural to let the kid, who was becoming a young man, to see more of him. His bad days, his flaws, his failures (he failed Nana when he couldn’t save her from dying, and failed her again along with his successor when he didn’t kill All for One the first time and that hurt). All the parts of himself Toshinori disliked, Izuku saw them and instead of becoming disillusioned (because the number one hero was supposed to be perfect, always smiling, always cheerful and reassuring) his awe of him only increased.

“You may be All Might, Yagi-san, but you’re still human,” Izuku had said with a serious look in his eyes. “The fact that you could do everything you’ve done while carrying that burden only makes you more incredible to me.”

And oh, Toshinori may not know exactly when he fell for his young charge, but he felt that moment was probably it.

“Call me Toshinori, my boy,” was the only answer he could give.

“Call me Izuku then!” Izuku had smiled.

From then on, they became closer and closer, until Toshinori realized his feelings and felt so disgusted with himself that he began to do what he had just done: pull away. Put distance between them, but not pulling completely away because it hurt so much, and Toshinori had always tried not to be selfish but he couldn’t help himself where Izuku was concerned. He knew it was the right thing to do until he’d buried those feelings, but he just couldn’t walk away from Izuku.

The hurt in his eyes every time he did this just made him feel worse.

“Yagi-sensei!”

Startled out of his thoughts by the sudden voice, Toshinori turned around to see young Ashido grinning at him.

“Ah, Ashido-kun!” he greeted, plastering a smile on his face, “Long time no see! How have you been-”

“No time for niceties, Yagi-sensei, I need you to come with me right now!”

Alarmed, Toshinori allowed Mina to drag him away from the party.

“What happened? Is everything okay?”

“It’s an emergency!” Mina insisted, her words only worrying Yagi more.

Which was why he was so startled when he was suddenly pushed into a small storage room along with another person before the door closed on them.

“Ashido-kun! What-?!”

“Ochaco-chan, why-?!”

Someone talked at the same time as him, and Toshinori tensed as he recognized the voice. But before either of them could say anything, Mina and Uraraka spoke from outside.

“Sorry Deku-kun, Yagi-sensei, but this is for your own good!”

“That’s right! The way you both are behaving is painful to watch, so you are not getting out of there until you’ve talked!”

Speechless at the daring of his former students, Toshinori just stared at the closed door for a few seconds before sighing and turning towards the other occupant of the room.

"Do you want to do the honors or shall I?" He asked, gesturing at the door that could be very easily blown away with a small Smash.

Izuku remained quiet for a few seconds, looking at his feet with a neutral face Toshinori had never seen before on him, before seemingly coming to a decision and looking up. As he met those green eyes, Toshinori couldn't help but gulp slightly at the sheer determination in them and in that very second, he knew he wasn't getting out of this anytime soon.

"No, Toshinori," Izuku said in a soft but firm voice, "We are not getting out. I've been trying to corner you for months, and you kept avoiding me so now that I have you here we're going to stay and we're going to talk."

Yes, he was definitely not getting out of this.

Toshinori and Izuku stared at each other's eyes in a silent contest for a few seconds, when Toshinori let out a long sigh and seemed to deflate, conceding defeat.

"Very well, Izuku. Let's talk."

He knew how this was going to end. Izuku would press and Toshinori, who was unable to deny him anything, would crumble and confess why he had been avoiding the younger man. Izuku would then look at him, surprised and shocked and a little bit disgusted, before turning him down gently and exiting the room, leaving Toshinori in shambles behind him.

Yes, he knew how this would end. But seeing the hidden hurt in Izuku's eyes, Toshinori couldn't make himself run away anymore. He had to stop being a coward and confront his feelings, even if it meant losing someone so dear to him.

“Why have you been avoiding me, Toshinori?” Came the expected question. Yoshinori steeled himself, took and deep breath and made to answer before Izuku, as he always seemed to do, shattered all his expectations.

“Is it because of my feelings?” And after hearing those words, Toshinori couldn’t breathe.

“I-I know I’m obvious,” Continued Izuku, the confident pro hero of before melting back to the awkward and stuttering young man he had always been, “Everyone had told me for years that I’m incredibly obvious. That I should just confess. B-but I was afraid because I didn’t want to lose what we have, Toshinori. But then you started to distance yourself from me a-and I couldn’t understand why until I remembered that I have always been really obvious with my feelings, and realized you must have realized how I feel about you and felt disgusted o-or like you had to put some distance between us and-” With practiced ease, Toshinori stopped Izuku from going into what he recognized to be the start of a muttering streak by placing one hand on his mouth.

The act had been automatic because his mind was just blank. Trying to process what Izuku had said, what his words had implied, and with his mind, as shortcircuited as it was, it was no wonder that the first thing that came from his mouth was:

“You can’t love me!”

Izuku blinked at him, his cheeks red before taking away Toshinori’s hand from his mouth and saying, “Of course I love you! I’m not lying!”

“B-but you can’t!” Toshinori insisted, his mind slowly coming back online and feeling incredibly lost, “I’m old. And sickly. And quirkless. And you have so much potential, so much life ahead of you… why would you waste your feelings in a useless, sick old man?”

And ah, Toshinori should have known better than to say any of that, because when it came to defending the people he loved Izuku was as fierce as a dragon. And sure enough, after a few seconds of staring at his former teacher in shock, Izuku snapped out of it and in his eyes lighted the fire of determination.

“You’re not useless!” He stated firmly, the hand that wasn’t grasping Toshinori’s coming to hold it as well, squeezing lightly. “And I don’t care how old you are, or that you don’t have your quirk! I love you because you are kind and strong. Because you can smile and say ‘I am here!’ even you don’t feel like smiling. Because you're able to carry on, wearing the world in your shoulders without complaint. Because you are human, and have flaws, and make mistakes, but you do your best to make up for them and continue forwards without letting them drag you down.” Toshinori, breathless as he was from the honest words that seemed to come from Izuku’s heart, once again lost his breath when Izuku added, “I don’t love you because you’re All Might. I love you because you are Yagi Toshinori.”

‘I love you because you are Yagi Toshinori’. Those words rang in Toshinori’s mind as he stared at the green eyes of the man who had just confessed so much to him. Who has been brave enough to open his heart to him, not knowing about Toshinori’s feelings.

It has been stated before that Toshinori was unable to deny Izuku anything. It has also been stated before that where Midoriya Izuku was concerned, Toshinori was selfish. So even though the correct thing would be to turn him down, to avoid letting him become attached to someone with so little time left, Toshinori wound his free hand in Izuku’s hair and brought him forwards in a kiss that, after a brief moment of shock, had Izuku melting into him.

“Toshi?” Izuku murmured in an insecure but hopeful tone after both of them separated, panting for air.

“I love you too, Izuku,” Toshinori immediately said, ignoring the slight shiver the nickname had elicited in him. “I’ve been pulling away because I love you, because I was a coward and feared losing you if you knew of my feelings. I’ve been running away from them but it seems you've inspired me to act once again, my boy,” he added with a rueful chuckle.

"You've never needed help to act, Toshi," Izuku said with a warm smile, "Just a little push, sometimes."

Toshinori chuckled again, knowing Izuku was right, and let himself be drawn to another kiss.

"What the hell did you do with those two?"

Ashido Mina and Uraraka Ochaco looked at their former homeroom teacher and without having to look at each other, gave him the most believable innocent look Aizawa had seen. He would have applauded them if it wasn't because it had been half an hour since the two women had spirited those two away and they weren’t back yet.

“What do you mean sensei?”

“Not your sensei anymore, thank God,” Aizawa immediately replied, “And that innocent look doesn’t work with me. Now answer the question.” The stern tone had the two former students wilt slightly, and Aizawa hid a smile in his scarf as he saw that yes, he still had it.

“Well...” Mina said, reddening slightly and looking away.

“We might have locked them together in a storeroom somewhere...” Uraraka admitted, making Aizawa pinch the bridge of his nose in exasperation.

“A storeroom,” he deadpanned. “You locked in a storeroom the two people with strength quirks.” At his words, the redness on the two girls’ faces increased.

He would have kept speaking if he hadn't been interrupted by said two people returning to the party room. One look at them, though, had him wishing he hadn’t worried about them... and that he hadn’t trained so much at noticing the smallest thing in people, because their red faces and tousled clothes told him things about his former student and former colleague that he didn’t want to know.

‘I know I wanted their pining to stop, but I’m not nearly drunk enough for this.’

Meandering back to Hizashi’s side, and leaving the two idiots to the mercies of the two young women who had also noticed their reappearance, he took the blond’s glass and, without a word, drank it in one go.

“Shouta?!” Hizashi spluttered, surprised.

“Power Loader won the bet,” was the only explanation Aizawa gave as he reached for another drink.

“Wait, didn’t Power Loader bet that they would-?”

“Exactly.”

He gulped another drink.

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fuerrow · 6 years

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HELLO HERE’S ANOTHER BHNA BIG BANG PIECE I DID FOR THE WONDERFUL FIC ALL THE LIGHT THAT CANT BE SEEN BY KITTY!!

Summary: Years ago, Yagi Toshinori met Midoriya Inko during his daily commute to Yuuei, and it was love at first sight. Unfortunately, their story didn’t have a happy ending. Izuku might have grown up ignorant of his origins, but the truth has a tendency of eventually getting exposed— one way or another.

LISTEN PLEASE READ THIS IT IS AMAZING AND FULL OF FEELS!!! SHOW SOME LOVE FOR KITTY!!!!

#bhna big bang 2018 #My hero academia #BHNA #Boku no hero academia #midoriya izuku #All Might #toshinori yagi #inko midoriya #Meh art

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mitarashiarts · 7 years

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Foreign kid walks in like ‘hey guys i hate my quirk, but i need help controlling it and i’d like to be a hero i guess??’

So instead of making a new OC altogether for the whole BHNA oc thing, I just did an AU version for Isha cause his powers were already figured out. He wants to be a hero to find his mom. She kinda left him out of fear of his quirk cause she was quirkless and he wants to prove he’s not as dangerous as she believed him to be. He wants to be capable in her eyes, but idk if she’ll ever feel that way. He’s still connected to her phone and can tap in to her activity every so often just to make sure she’s safe (that orange scarf is hers).

He’s capable of shooting out electrical energy through any part of his body but does his best to do so through his hands. He can also suck up energy around him, cause blackouts or supercharge devices around him. He’s a sponge... Cons to his quirk is that excess energy being released can cause his skin to burn, and if he expells too much, he can lose consciousness. Water sucks cause he’s usually pent up with energy so yeah, that hurts. Also, his power is highly unstable and his level of control is very low.

+Positive Emotions Cause+

-HE GLOWS. He gets happy or embarrassed, those markings and his eyes light up!

-Electrical devices around him are SUPERCHARGED! The happier he is, the more energy he radiates!

-Negative Emotions Cause-

-sHIT FLICKERS/STOPS WORKING (wow he can’t hear much now cause his hearing aid gets fucked up during times like this).

-He sucks up energy (He is more than likely in a negative mood so sorry, Isha is probably gonna cause minor blackouts cause he’s anxious daily).

... YE A H .

#Isha #Isha Darling #ocs #BNHA #boku no hero academia #AU #idk what to tag this #my hero academia #ISHA HAS THE BEST NAME OUT OF ALL MY OCS #YELLS

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bolbianddolanhouse · 5 years

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BHNA self insert AU

Nani the heck is this? Read here!

Chapter 5: Y’all Hear Sumthin?

The events of the Forest Camp Arc happened. This is what happened during those times but in my [self insert] perspective.

It’s nearing the end of the semester and everything is more focused on final exams. Iida and I are becoming better friends, most of 1-A ask me to help them with close combat and finishers, final project is coming along and I haven’t told anybody that I was actually Tboone. I don’t have to do the hero licensing or the camp due to my core study being secret service, so I opt’ed out of them to focus on my final project. Kirishima is turning around on me being a spy because of my good standing with everyone, but his guard is still up when I’m around.

-Tuesday, in homeroom-

“Yo Jin, I brought that egg beater we need for our project”

“Yeeesss! this baby is going come to life today!”

“Can’t believe we’ve been working on this project for like 2 weeks and its near completion” said Mimi, still sleepy.

“Right?! Jin coming in clutch with the robotics and my stupid idea.” I said looking at our project rough sketch of a robot dog.

“Nah B, Ita and Mimi coming in clutch with the spare parts and designing” Jin rebutted “also Mimi, you got the progress report ready to turn in today?”

“You know I do baby boi” she said taking out a packet of 6 papers from her binder.

“yee yee!” Jin and I holler.

We work more on our robo-dog in homeroom and then Diya sensei did his student check-ins. Time to time he does check-ins for the class to make sure we’re on track, mental health check, any personal conflict is addressed and advice is given to help us improve. He calls me over.

“Hello Miss Palma, how are you holding up since last time?”

“Hello sensei, I am doing so much better thank you.”

“Great! I have to say, you’d been really hanging in there and improving in your emotions and mental health. I am so glad you have that fighting spirit in you.”

“Thank you sensei, I really have to thank the friends I’ve been making here. They’ve held me together through the difficult firsts”

“Good good, now, is there any conflicts going on?”

“Just the same one, the whole spy thing but it’s starting to waver and the guy is less suspicious of me”

“Okay glad that’s going away, anything else?”

“Nope”

“Alright Miss Palma, my parting advice to you is; Even monkeys fall from trees, be the helpful bystander to help the fallen monkeys back up the tree. Another thing, don’t let go of those two, you three have the best team chemistry of the class and have full potential to be the Big 3 of the department.”

“Oh thank you sensei. I appreciate your advice and kind words.” I say as I bow.

Weapons class was just review on what we faltered in the licensing exam. It was just mostly us training Zippy how to use a parachute. I still don’t know how Diya sensei is letting us have this lizard and being chaotic by letting us commit fraud as a group to give this lizard a license to kill. Zippy can kill me and I’d ok with it.

-In the Hero course classroom, before I arrived-

“Why are your notes in green glitter pen Aoyama-san?” asked Hagakure peering over Aoyama’s shoulder.

“Palma-san gave me three of their glitter pens” said Aoyama scribbling the last of their notes “They had a bunch of extras in their bag and gave me some when I saw how sparkly her notes were.”

“She does have the prettiest stationary,” chimed in Asui “I wonder how her room looks like, kero.”

“Its clean, bright and fragrant” said Iida not thinking of the reactions of the others “she expresses herself through her clothes and work.”

“WAIT! Iida what did you say?” said Midoriya that suddenly was interested in the subject “clean, bright and fragrant? Di-did you go to her place?”

Everyone’s faces perked up and faced Iida, nobody was saying anything but they were all thinking the same thing.

Iida cleared his throat “yes I did go to her place but only to study english! Nothing else.”

“I can’t believe her parents let her bring a boy into their room!” exclaimed Mineta.

“Actually, I didn’t step into her room, we studied in the living room” Iida explained.

“You have to tell us how her family is like! Did they greet you nicely? Did you stay for dinner?” squabbled the girls.

“Um I didn’t see their family, Ita lives alone” Iida said bluntly “she told me that she couldn’t bring her family over and they can’t visit her because it’s too expensive to bring all 4 of them over from America.”

The room went silent, everyone couldn’t believe that Ita was truly alone this whole time. They sort of felt bad that they haven’t spent down time with them outside of class and only asked them for training practice for hours after school. I then walk in, loudly slurping down my coffee.

“Hello everyone!” I say with a tired smile.

“Palma-san! forgive me!” said Uraraka and Midoriya.

“Oh guys its alright! I wasn’t seriously hurt after yesterday’s training session, just a bit bruised” I said assuming that they’re apologizing for roughing me up a bit yesterday with the wrestling moves.

“Not for that!” said Uraraka “why didn’t you tell us that you’re alone here?”

“I’m not alone, I have friends here”

“That not what they meant” spoke up Todoroki “she meant why didn’t you mention that you came to Japan by yourself? And that you live alone this whole time.”

I turn red “who told you all this?”

“Iida-kun did” said Sato.

I turn my gaze to him, he fixed his glasses and I saw that he had a face of regret. Fuck he wasn’t thinking before speaking again.

“Well it’s true, I do live alone. And it’s pretty close by the school, by downtown but don’t see whats the big deal?”

“The big deal is that this whole time we haven’t been good people to you!” said Momo “all we do is ask you for training practice and not ask what are you doing after or if you need company.”

“It’s ok, really” I said in a disarming manner “I don’t really want that much company, I like this alone lifestyle! Back in America, I had to live with my parents and 2 siblings in one house and I hardly had a break or time to myself.”

I then take out my phone. “see, this is my family. I did all the chores, half of all the cooking, all the linen laundry, care for the dogs AND go to school and do all my things there! Do you understand how liberating it is to not wake up to chaos and dodge fire fits when the food isn’t cooked to their liking?!”

Everyone looked at my parents and siblings, there was a planter on fire in the background along with some scrap metal. They saw how short my mother is and the curly hair that runs in the family and how much stronger my siblings were in comparison because they were tossing me around like I was a ball as my father and mother were sitting in patio chairs, looking at us.

“Don’t you miss them though?” said Asui “at least your mother, kero?”

“I do miss them but not the living conditions” I say as I walk to my seat “I talk to them on the phone and text daily, so it’s not like I’m completely separated from them.”

Class starts and sensei announces that the class will be used for extra practice for the upcoming exams. I have the option to practice with them or not and I choose yes but on alternating days because I want to work on my final project. I have special ground rules for practice combat with the hero class:

No real ammo

Net gun ok

No lasers

No real blades

No explosives

Stun and Flash tools ok

Must forfeit all pocket items

“Ok Miss Palma” said Aizawa sensei, holding out his hand “forfeit your pocket items and brief them for me.”

“Here’s my pocket sand” as I take a plastic baggie of sand out of the pocket of my costume “used for crude blindness technique, may cause permanent damage”

“Here’s my mini harmonica” as I take out an inch long, 6 hole harmonica “used for distraction, disabling and/or temporary deafness”

“Here’s the final item, a four piece chicken nugget from Mcdonalds” as I take out a box with said nuggets “used for bait, decoy, ration, projectile and/or distraction.”

Everyone looks at me like they want to know the connection between the 3 items and why are they used for combat? We head to the locker rooms and I have to use the 1-A girl’s locker room because reasons. So I’m in there and I ask if I could play music because it pumps me up for a good fight. The girl say yes thinking I was gonna play something pop, I play Let it Go by Higher Brothers ft BlocBoy JB. I was just getting lit, strapping on my weapons on my body and putting on my steel toe boots. The girls take a good look of my body, I didn’t care if they saw that I had two tattoos, the school knows I have them and they’re non affiliated with any gangs.

“why are most of ya’ll costumes skin tight?” I said as I cock one of my paint guns.

“Why do you have like 5 guns on you?” said Kirishima.

“Shut ya mouf nipple boy” I said with the roasting hand gesture “at least my chest will be covered if I get shot.”

I see the other boys and I get my roast on.

“Boi they did you dirty with that diaper, Why do you look like a literal robot, You still look like broccoli, that just looks like street clothes, did some of yall not get creative?”

The training slowly turned into ‘Don’t let Palma-san find you’ because I capture and counter anything they throw at me. Kirishima thought he could attack me from the sky, but made the mistake of announcing himself with a battle cry. As cool as I could, I just aimed my paint gun on his nipples and shot him while he was in the air. He cried “my nipples!” and then I hit him with the net gun to soften his fall. Momo thought a wall would stop me, she forgot I could levitate and she wasted all her energy in a pointless wall. When we had to pack up, I was the last one to get to the locker room because I dropped one of my weapons in the heat of my tussle with Tokoyami. I get there, not knowing there was some boys following me.

“Yo! she’s the only one in there!” said Kaminari to Mineta

“Imagine what kind of frilly underwear she wears!” Mineta said peering into the cracked locker room door.

I start to take of my visor and utility belt, letting out a stressed out groan. It gets the attention of Iida that thinks I’m in pain and runs to the direction of the noise. He sees the two pervs peeking in,

“I can’t believe you two! Peeking on whoever is in there so non-discreetly!”

“Iida-san! We were just-”

“Enough!” Iida said as Mineta tripped over and opened the door wide open.

I had my skirt, under shirt and hair re-done at that point, only my shoulders and neck were exposed. I hear the noise of somebody falling behind me and I just thought it was Uraraka because she left her uniform blazer on the bench.

“Ochako be more careful, you almost-” I stop and see that it was Iida, Mineta and Kaminari.

“Ok I expected Mineta and Kaminari” I say pointing at them with my pink lip balm “but Iida? What did he do?”

As the other two explained, Iida couldn’t stop staring at my two tattoos. I could tell he was overthinking the worst. He snaps out of it and drags the other two out without saying anything. I finish getting dressed and teleport out to the commons room, just in case Iida was waiting to confront me outside the gym. Lunch passes then Jin and I work on the robo-dog in our intelligence workrooms. Suddenly the P.A. activates

“Itati Palma to the principal’s office, Itati Palma to the principal’s office”

“What did you do?!” Jin said worriedly

“ugh it’s glasses, he saw my tattoos while I was getting dressed to go to lunch”

“oh Neptune, good luck with that mess”

I teleport to the principal’s office, I know I wasn’t in any actual trouble, I was the one being peeked and walked in on. I slide the door open and see The Rat, Iida, Midnight and All Might. Great, now American Stereotype Man is going to know about my little body art incident.

“Oh Miss Palma that was fast, please sit down” said principal Nezu, a Powerful Rat.

“Thank you and hello to everyone else”

Iida doesn’t look at me or said hello back. Just when I thought we were friends but its not the worst thing to end a friendship.

“As you know, Miss Palma got peeked on after training with 1-A and Mr. Iida here caught a glimpse of her body art.”

“Her tattoos?” Midnight spoke up “did he see her breasts? anything below the belt?”

“NO I just saw her fully clothed with exposed neck and shoulders” Iida started “I got sight of her tattoos on both shoulders and needed to tell somebody in the staff.”

I sit uncomfortably because I know whats coming next.

“Tattoos!? On a young teen?! Are you involved in gang activity young lady?!” scolded All Might.

“No Yagi” spoke up the Rat “Miss Palma’s tattoo’s are ceremonial, non affiliated with any organized crime.”

“Itati, would you like to explain the stories behind the tattoos and placement?” coaxed Midnight “I love the way you say the story.”

I sit up and cleared my throat “I got my crossbones tattoo when I left the united states to signify leaving my old life behind. And I got my sugar skull tattoo when I completed basics in Austria before going to Japan, to signify my culture and roots. I got them on my shoulders so I can never forget who I am, where I came from and remind me why I should keep fighting to be the best I can be.”

Iida’s attitude changed after hearing me explain “Well that would mean you should cover them up that much more.”

“I do, you walked in on me” I said sassing him “besides, I don’t care who sees, its art I WANT people to look when I wear something that shows them off”

The meeting was dismissed and I head to the hallway to teleport out, then Iida grabs my shoulder.

“Wait Ita”

“Oh what is it?”

“I’m- I’m sorry, I’ve been such a bad friend, I just wanted to protect you”

“Tenya, I used a gun on you in training, like, I shot you right in the neck while you were trying to whirlwind me. I THINK I can protect myself.”

“Right BUT I really feel bad now, your secret is safe with me!”

“Yes but are you forgetting that Kaminari and Mineta saw too?”

Iida’s face went white “Oh no! you’re right!” he panicked “what now? They can’t keep this secret we-”

“I’m just going to ‘fess up” I said as I put my hand on his mouth “I don’t want to hide myself anymore now that I know people care about me being alone.”

Iida holds my hand that covered his mouth “you really are the bravest one of us all”. I feel the sweatiness of his hand and I politely pull my hand away to wipe it on my sleeve.

“Well see you later! I was in the middle of my project”

I teleport out as that lemon haired boy walked down the hall with his 2 friends.

“See Mirio! That was her!”

“Teleportation? Interesting but I feel like that isn’t her only quirk, her file said 2 quirks in the psychic and mimic categories.”

“I still feel we shouldn’t have read her file, it felt wrong plus it was incomplete.”

“In any case, we now have a face to the name so we can appropriately approach her later.”

Nobody really believed Mineta and Kaminari that they saw my tattoos and Iida denied it to further protect me. My final project is near completion and looking promising, meanwhile, the events of the shopping center happened. The day of forest camp training comes and I go to the school to see the class off.

“Good luck everyone!”

“Thanks Palma-san”

“Oh Sato-san!” I said as I took out a treat box out of my tote bag “here’s your order of cookies!”

“Oh yea thanks! Here’s the rest of the money I owe for them” Sato said taking out a few bills from his pocket.

“You sold Sato-san some of your cookies?” asked Todoroki

“I’ve been selling cookies to him since my 1st day with yall” I said putting the cash in my wallet “And also to the staff, some other students in my program and the people that work at my complex. Its nice to have some pocket money, I’m currently saving up to buy a fancy pantsuit for presentations.”

“I’D LIKE TO MAKE AN ORDER!” Iida said raising his hand, making a scene.

“Oh alright, you want to text me it and what day you want them by?” I said a bit startled.

“Oh right because I’m leaving for a while hehe” he said realizing his mistake “ well, um surprise me and I’ll go get them when we come back”

They board the bus and Iida gave me a tight hug “I promise we’ll be safe so we can spend the rest of the hot weather together” hugging me tighter.

“oof you’re squeezing the soul outta me Tenya” I say breathlessly “I’m looking forward to that, take care now.” He lets go and boards the bus. I wave them out and head home to work on my project. Some days pass and word gets out that there was a villain attack and Bakugo got taken. I get worried as did the rest of the school when it shut down until further notice. The Bakugo rescue unfolded and Mimi, Jin and I watched it on TV at Mimi’s place.

“Man fuck these kids” Jin said “because of their little stunt, we might get stricter rules on all departments.”

“They fucking would ruin everything because of their heroics” I groan out.

“What now bbys? I’m scared! I don’t want us to get hurt or separated.” Mimi said in near tears.

We hug Mimi and just hold each other because we feel the same way... What now?

-3 days later, at my apartment-

I get a visit from Midnight. And they lay the news on me that there’s going to be dorms for 1-A Hero and intelligence programs, due to the nature of our training and program structure.

“That’s good news, but what about my situation here?”

“we worked it out with your case manager and if there’s an occasion to not have the dorms, you can come back to the protected complex.”

“Ok good! I was worried for a bit there” I said relieved.

“but there is one thing the district messed up on and we kinda can’t fix”

“oh? what is it?”

“Since your file is incomplete with personal information like quirks, core program, photo ID, ethnicity and gender ID; they put your assigned dorm in the boys section of the hero section .” Midnight broke the news to me gently.

“That’s a big mix-up, oh boy” I said taking it surprisingly well.

“Yea, sorry sweetheart but Nezu and I are working hard to get you in the right dorms.” Midnight said as she gathered her files “if anything happens while you’re in the boys dorms, its on terms to get you moved where you belong.”

“Thank you Midnight, I’ll keep that in mind while I start packing up here.”

“You’re welcome, oh! and you’ll have a parking space as well so you can bring your car too.”

Oh jeez my car! I’m gonna get exposed real fast. I see Midnight off and start packing, as I only have 3 days until move in day. Morning of, I make some cookies and do a last quick clean of everything before loading up my car. I say my goodbye to the juicer and left a note for the next person ‘to the next tenant, this thing doesn’t fit in my luggage. Hope you make good use of it like I have!’ I have a good laugh and leave. The dorms are closer to the school, like less than 2 miles away, so I could just teleport to school. I drive up extra early so nobody would see me in my car. Midnight let me in early to move in and it wasn’t too bad, it was like the size of my room back home. I get a text while I was putting my clothes away, it was Mimi.

[BBYGRL! did you move in yet?]

[yee I’m in the middle of putting away my clothes]

[already? you work fast! you should come over to kickback!]

[:3 yee yee! will do when nobody notices]

[litty! see you l8er then!]

[UwU]

I hear the others walk up and down the hall and I just hope nobody notices my name plate. I then hear the following outside in the hall,

“Palma-san? what the?”

“Do you think they’re a trap?”

“No can’t be, maybe just a mistake!”

“SHHH! you don’t want Iida to hear you, he might get defensive again!”

“UGH! those two need to get together already!”

“Can’t believe neither of them have made a move”

“I saw them holding hands the other day”

“REALLY?! damn so sneaky”

“oh shit he’s coming shhh shhh shhh!”

I turn my lights to dim so nobody knows I’m here, that failed miserably. As I finished my decor and put my fresh flowers in a vase on my window ledge, Iida kicks the door open.

“ITA!”

I turn around slowly with my ‘bitch are you foreal’ face. “hi, have you ever heard of knocking, you should try it sometime.”

“oh sorry but- why are you here? in the boys dorms?”

I explain the situation and how I got here with my car.

“Oh I see now” Iida said in deep thought “So you just are going to live with it until they move you to the intelligence dorms”

“yeah, thats the plan” I said as I fix my flowers “its going to be strange living with yall, but I love new and positive experiences.”

Iida looks at me fixing my flowers and to the rest of my room, tones of pink and orange candy colors with the fragrant flowers makes him associate them with her. He was falling deeper and it was hard deny it but it’s going to take a backseat to the issues at hand. The room contest starts and when everyone saw my room, they were floored with how different it was than they expected.

“Iida-kun was right! it does smell fragrant in here!” said Momo

“You have a makeup vanity?! Such pretty colors and sparkly things, you have to do my makeup someday!” squealed Hagakure.

“What’s that stand for?” asked Jiro.

“oh that? its my music stand, I play the saxophone and I’m really good at it so from time to time you’ll hear me play jazz music to upkeep my chops.”

“what can’t you do Palma-san?!” said Midoriya “you’re like the perfect student, daughter, sister, future wife to a certain person that won’t speak up-”

“I don’t know about all that but I’m terrible at math! If any of yall can help me with that, I’d love you forever!”

“aw shit I’m bad at math too!” Kaminari muttered under their breath.

We see the other rooms and I see that I’m only 5 doors away from Iida and I’m right across from Aoyama. I get ready to sneak to the intelligence dorms, but then remembered that I can’t use the bathrooms the same time as the boys and it’s inconvenient to use the girl’s the floor up. I wait until everyone gets in their dorms to take a shower, I go in the bathroom and see that theres open showers BUT there’s also bathtubs. The plan was to take a shallow bath (a bath with the water to waist level when sitting down in the tub), rinse and dry quickly to teleport back to the room, then sneak out. I take the bath and I dim the lights to a minimum just so anyone that enters won’t see me but give me enough time to dip into the tub to hide. I was about to rinse and I hear somebody walk in but didn’t turn the lights on. I hear them muttering and panting while they were pacing near the sinks, they start talking at normal level and I knew it was Tokoyami

“ok dark shadow I get it! She’s right next to my room but I shouldn’t”

“hehehehe you chicken of a man, that glasses wearing robot isn’t going to claim her”

“I wouldn’t dare, they belong together! She’s just being nice to me”

“STUPID! she wants the bird-”

Suddenly Aizawa busts in and scolds Tokoyami for still being up. Phew there’s my chance to finish up. I teleport to my room, shit Aizawa is on patrol, suddenly I get an idea: solo operation STEAL AND SNEAK, code name- Double S. The plan is to teleport in front of somebody’s dorm-room, knock and give them the sobbing and tears, say I sleep-teleported and I need to calm down a bit, copy their quirk then use said quirk to sneak to the intelligence dorms. Now whom do I go to? Hagakure! The plan was risky but she took the excuse and it worked better in my favor. I sneaked out invisible and naked to the intelligence dorms, teleported back to my dorm to change and teleported back to kickback until 4am. I took a 3 hour nap and said to myself ‘better teleport to my dorm before anybody gets concerned, its still early enough not to be sus’ problem is, when I drink and get tipsy or black out drunk, my teleportation isn’t as accurate. So when I teleported, I teleported 3 feet above the shared space in front of the dining area, in front of everyone.

I groan as I hit the floor hard, “oof, that’s not what I meant to do-” I look up to see everyone in 1-A trying to enjoy breakfast, fuck what do I say?!

“Oh hi yall~hehehe funny how we uhhh just uhhh-”

“Ita what happened?!” Iida said, running toward me “were you in danger? are you hurt?”

“oh what nooooo~” I said stumbling to stand up “I just dropped in to eat som fawkin’ food.”

“Palma-san you smell like flammables” said Todoroki “and you’re not wearing sleepwear.”

“oh that’s just my morning scent! hehehe~ and yall don’t wear crop tops and velvet shorts to bed? its like super-”

“Did you sneak out?” Uraraka confronted me “your makeup is smeared, your hair is messed up and you’re missing a sandal.”

I look down and saw that I was in fact, wearing one sandal. FUCK! they’re on to me.

“hahahaha well would you look at that!” I said as I did finger guns “better uhhh wash up before-”

Suddenly Jin portals in “Yo! found your sandal bitch! it was in the freezer” and proceeds to throw my cold sandal at me.

“THANKS JIN I TOTALLY NEEDED YOUR PRESENCE RIGHT NOW!”

“You’re welcome, I love you baby girl~” he sassed me as he portaled out.

Turn to everybody and they had their eyes wide open, they could not believe that I pulled off such a thing.

“hehehe I’ll go and uh defrost my sandal” I say walking away to my room. I literally could’ve pulled it off if Jin didn’t portal in. I change, wipe off my makeup, contemplate if I should even leave my room for the day, then walked back to the dining area. Everyone is still there, including Aizawa, fuck me right in the pussy with a rake mom! Now I’m deep trouble.

“Good morning Miss Palma, rough night?” said Aizawa, sipping coffee.

“Oh good morning! I guess you could say that” I said going into the open kitchen to pour myself coffee.

“Hm, from the sound of your dorm-mates, sounds like you just came back from an adventure!” he said putting his cup down “mind telling me the details?”

I take a deep breath and a sip “Ok so what happened after you scolded Tokoyami for still being up, I was in the bathroom at the same time and cleaned up to go sneak into the intelligence dorms with my classmates to kickback and celebrate the move in. In order to sneak out, I had to bypass the security robots and others that might hear, so I teleported to Hagakure’s dorm and tricked them to let me touch their face to copy their quirk to get to the dorms invisible, teleport back to my dorm to change and teleport again to the kickback.”

“wow, that was quite the plan Miss Palma and well thought out” he said standing up “you aren’t in trouble, I just wanted to see if it was true because that’s quite a heist you pulled on everyone.” He turns to the others “Miss Palma here has different rules and regulations from the rest of you, if any of you sneak out, it won’t matter how you pull it off you will get in trouble.” He walks to the sink and rinses his cup and Iida speaks up.

“Sensei! what do you mean she’s not in trouble? She clearly violated many rules!”

“She’s technically not my student, she’s part of the Intelligence 1-A and they basically have one rule, don’t damage school property.” He says as he turns off the water. “So she can violate curfew, drink alcohol, smoke, sneak out, etc. And I trust her, she has a good head on her shoulders to think things through.”

Aizawa walks away and I have everyone’s eyes on me, I suddenly became envied by the class. I don’t pay any mind to it and continued my day like I usually do when I lived alone. There was a knock on my door while I was working on the fur coat for robo-dog.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Ochako and Asui”

“oh come in!”

They walk in and see me with my sewing machine and the fur pelt I was working on.

“We need to talk, real girl talk”

“oh ummm alright”

“You have a crush, don’t you Palma-chan, kero”

“ok 1) I do, 2) Just call me Ita, I hate being called chan”

“AHHH! I told you Asui! She does have a crush!”

“who is it Ita-san? kero”

“oh jeez, can you keep a secret?”

They do the mouth zipper motion.

“Ok so I don’t know his name but I’ve seen them a few times at school.”

“oooh! can you describe them?”

“yea, he’s tall, strong body, lemon-yellow hair, blue eyes, very nice and is always seen with 2 other people.”

“hmm, they might be an upper class man BUT what do you think of Iida-kun?”

“Iida, he’s nice but a bit over protective of me. I think of him as the parent-peer”

“But what about all that hugging and hand holding? and having lunch under the tree, kero?”

“He hugs me alot, but everyone that’s close to me does that. He holds my hand when it gets crowded and I’m falling behind him, sometimes when I injure them. He sometimes brings me food but we spend time alone so he can talk to me about his personal things. It’s not a huge deal, people do that to me because they care, I’m used to it.”

“Do you realize that he has an unbearable crush on you?”

“what? I don’t think he does”

“He does! He was going to confess that day when he downed that iced coffee, kero.”

“Yea! he had a note and everything but he got cold feet and didn’t give it to you.”

“I still don’t believe it! Look, the signs might point to that but I want him to tell me himself, when he’s ready. Iida seems like the type to love for the long run, and to be quite honest, I’m a wild and free soul and I know I’m too young to be settling like that. I already had my first kiss and boyfriend back when I was in middle school”

“But if he does confess, would you give him a chance?”

“I would actually, it’s not a far step for friends to become loves BUT he has to tell me or he’ll lose me to somebody else. I don’t wait around if everyone wants a piece of me.”

They leave after a while and I sit and think, this whole dorming thing is going to be a living nightmare for me. Meanwhile, the girls go to Iida to tell him what I just said,

“Iida-kun, you have to tell her before its too late!”

“I KNOW but I short circuit whenever I want to tell her” said Iida with fast chops.

“She has a crush on an upper-classman, kero”

“Really?”

“yup, you have some competition BUT the good news is that she’ll give you a chance.”

“all you need to do is tell her, kero”

Iida starts to contemplate “OK! I’ll tell her when second term starts! No excuses!”

-End Chapter 5-

#bnha #mha #self insert au #not canon #Chapter 5 #will update regularly #ask me anything

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