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howlingday · 2 years

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tragic backstory (tm) au) there's a betting pool as to who jaune will date first. it would be utterly wrong of nora to rig such a thing if she found out welp time to trick the others into harem girl outfits and see if she can't break her fearless leader's iron will

Bet Fool

They say money is the root of all evil. It creates a false sense of superiority when it is in great supply, and makes one an invalid when it's gone. Perhaps that is why so many flock to gambling? The thrill of teetering between standing among gods or sleeping on a street corner. For there is always a part of us who enjoys the fear of the unknown.

Cardin: Thirty on Red!

Neptune: Thirty on Black!

Sun: Dude?! Thirty on White!

Neptune: Bro?!

Sun: You started it!

Coco: Fifty on Yellow!

Velvet: Coco?!

Coco: What? Mama needs new shoes, and we all know how bad she wants her dragon slain.

???: A hundred on pink! (Everyone quiets, Everyone stares at him) What? Like I'm the only one?

Neo, dolled up in her favorite bookie disguise, sat behind the desk in the Beacon basement. Now long abandoned since the transference of Cinder's maiden powers, it had become her own little hideout. A home away from home, if you will. Today's fun activity was the Jaune Arc dating pool.

Behind Neo was a large board. Colored circles lined with probabilities of their win. Red was, obviously, Red, and popular among Beacon students familiar with the two team leader's dynamics. White was the princess. Black was the cat girl. Yellow was the big-boobed, blonde, bimbo, bombshell who Neo laid the smack down on, and the most popular in recent weeks.

Neo would hold the money for one week, and if the heroic knight managed to take a girl on a date that week, she'd pay out to the lucky winners, and made the losers pay out. By force, if necessary.

What happens between is no business of hers.

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Jaune: And, uh, that concludes today's meeting. Are there any questions? (Waits a few seconds) Alright, uh, meeting adjourned! (Leaders disperse, Ruby walks up to him) How'd I do?

Ruby: Well, you said "uh" about twenty times in a minute, so you didn't win any confidence points there.

Jaune: (Sighs) Anything good?

Ruby: Uh, you're less sweaty than last time? (Jaune slumps) Hey, you'll get it. At least you're a great team leader with your team.

Jaune: What about your team?

Ruby: Oh, my team listens to me!

Jaune: No, I mean, what about your team listening to me?

Ruby: Oh, uh, well, Weiss isn't as mean, I guess?

Jaune: (Sighs) I'm really nervous about this whole super team we have right now. I mean, we don't even have a team name yet! And I still need to go over team combos, and birthdays coming up, and, and-

Ruby: Jaune! Deep. Breath. Deep. Breath.

Jaune: (Exhales) Thanks, Ruby. I'm just... I'm worried about our team excursion as... well, Super Team JMNPERRWBEY.

Ruby: "Jumper Ruby"? (Laughs) That's terrible!

Jaune: (Chuckles) I know, but... It's the best I've got.

Ruby: No, it's not. (Touches his arm) You're the best you've got.

Jaune: (Softly smiles) Ruby...

Ruby: (Softly smiles) Jaune... (THUNK!) Huh?

Cardin: Shit! Uh, don't mind me! I'm just, uh, cleaning under the table!

Jaune: Uh huh, sure... I'm gonna head back to the room. You coming, Ruby?

Ruby: I'll meet you up there. I need to take care of something first.

Jaune: Alright, I'll see you there. (Walks out)

Ruby: ...Cardin?

Cardin: (Gulps)

Ruby: Ten...

Cardin: Uh...

Ruby: Seven...

Cardin: Uh...!

Ruby: Four... Three... Two... One! (Leaps under the table) GET OVER HERE!

Cardin: (Manly high-pitched squeal of terror)

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Sun: Hey, Jaune! Wait up, man!

Jaune: Hm? Oh, hey, Sun, Neptune! What's up?

Neptune: Hey, man, we were just thinking about some of the girls on your team, and we had some questions.

Jaune: Uh, okay, kind of weird, but sure. I'll answer what I can.

Sun: Cool, cool, so, uh, how about that Weiss, huh? She's pretty cute, right?

Jaune: Huh?!

Neptune: Nah, she's nothing compared to Blake. You think so, too, right, Jaune?

Jaune: Uh, I...

Sun: Come on, man. Weiss has got that grace and charm, and all that money~!

Jaune: I don't think-

Neptune: But Blake has the more tender heart, and she reads, uh, books!

Sun: Yeah, cuz' books are the only defining part of her character.

Neptune: So, at least Blake has TnA!

Sun: So does Weiss, and she isn't likely to run away from her best friends like Blake is!

Neptune: You wanna go, bro?!

Sun: (Grabs Neptune's collar) I already went, bro!

Jaune: Uh, guys?

Sun: Face it! You don't want to admit that Weiss is a flat-chested, haughty, rich girl with daddy issues nobody wants to unpack!

Neptune: Only when you realize Blake is a back-stabbing traitor who would rather join up with terrorists than stick by her friends!

Jaune: Guys!

Neptune + Sun: WHAT?!

???: Ahem!

Sun + Neptune: (Slowly turn, See Weiss and Blake glaring at them) Bro...

Weiss: You take Neptune, I take Sun?

Blake: You read my mind.

Neptune: Jaune! Help us!

Weiss: He already left.

Sun: BROOOOOOOOOOO!

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Jaune: Just a sec! (Opens the door) Coco? What's up?

Coco: (Holding a box) Nothing much. Just had some leftover outfits I thought Yang'd want to try out.

Jaune: Oh, sure. Come on in. (Steps aside) Why's Velvet's mouth taped shut?

Coco: Because she was annoying me. You do the same to your team, right?

Jaune: ...No.

Coco: Huh. Eh, you will, eventually. Usually happens in second year.

Jaune: (Pulls off the tape)

Velvet: OW! Thank you.

Jaune: No problem. Are you okay?

Velvet: I'm fine. Coco just goes mad with power sometimes.

Coco: Have you ever gone made without power?

Jaune: I think my uncle did once, but I haven't seen him since, so who knows what he's up to.

Coco: Ooh! Another mystery chapter for Jaune Arc, huh?

Jaune: No, not a mystery chapter. Just a weird guy in my family. We all have those, right?

Yang: Nah, not really. 'Sup, Coco?

Coco: Yang! Glad you're here! I got some outfits you might want to try out. Interested?

Yang: (Sees Velvet shaking her head) Eh, sure, why not? Whatcha got?

Coco: Oh, just a few outfits that'll look great on you. Come on, we'll try them out, and Jaune can be the judge.

Jaune: Huh? Why me?

Coco: Because you're a guy, and a guy's opinion is just as valid as a girl's. Now sit down while we walk the runway!

Jaune: Oh boy...

Velvet: (Pulls out her scroll, Dials)

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Ruby: Oh, Cardin~! Where are you~?

Cardin: (Hiding in a closet, Scroll buzzes)

Ruby: Hmm~? There you are~!

Cardin: (Screams)

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Velvet: Hm, no answer.

Jaune: Trying to call for help?

Belvet: Is it bad if I say yes?

Jaune: No.

Coco: Alright, lady and gent! Get ready for Yang the Bounty Hunter!

Yang: (Steps out in skintight suit, Wearing a leather jacket) Your kiss is on my list, stud~! (Finger guns at Jaune)

Jaune: (Blushes, Chuckling) Nice look, Yang! (Thinking) This isn't so bad. Wish I wasn't the only guy, though. Wonder if Sun and Neptune are okay. Ah, they're probably fine.

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Neptune: (On the window ledge) Are they gone?

Sun: I think so. It's just Blake inside.

Neptune: Where's Weiss?

Weiss: Down here, boys! (They look down, See Beowolf summon) You have a choice, boys! Me...?

Blake: (At the window, Gambol Shroud ready) Or me?

Neptune: Bro!

Sun: I know, Bro. I know.

#rwby #rwby au #tragic backstory (tm) au #cardin winchester #neptune vasilias #sun wukong #coco adel #velvet scarletina #jaune arc #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long

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nyx3927 · 3 years

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@musicfeedsmysoul12 and @lurking96 this is both of y’all’s fault with that thread about how too many fics where Izuku jumps, gets a quirk and just make Bakugo regret it without any actual character change. Just: Izuku goes splat, and now Bakugo is an uwu soft boy who’s really sorry but had no character development visible.

Y’all both get some of the blame for this fic outline I created after a bang, chocolate, and on 2 hours of sleep. It’s still a really rough outline and I don’t have time to polish it up into an actual outline, draft, then fic with my summer classes and job right now. Enjoy my stream of thought with no filter

The Ripple

Izuku has a concussion from Bakugo attacking him at school so his eyesight is off. Everything else is the same up to when All Might leaves him on the roof.

The concussion fucked with his vision, balance, and depth perception. So he ended up accidentally stepping off the side of the building. (Hush, I know that there’s a railing. We’re pretending that when All Might jumped away from Izuku on the roof, he accidentally took like half of it with him.)

Crash, boom, blood. Ambulance carted him off to the hospital and that’s the last we see of Izuku for a while.

They don’t know that All Might was the one who got him up to the rooftop because the notebook with the signature was blown off the roof and into the river. By the time that it was found, it was nothing but mush and the writing was illegible, all runny and blurry. They also just assumed that a villain ripped the railing off in a previous battle and the owner hadn’t gotten it fixed yet.

Inko tells Mitsuki that they think it was suicide because he couldn’t have accidentally gotten up on the roof (No evidence of All Might). Katsuki hears that but refuses to tell anyone that he told Izuku to jump off a roof because that could hurt his chances of being a hero.

Entrance Exam

Fast-forward to the entrance exam, everything proceeds as canon except for the bits with Izuku, which never happened.

Uraraka is stuck under the boulder with the zero pointer bearing down on her. Canon shows no evidence of any pro except Present Mic at the site, and he was last seen at the gates so he isn’t close by to Uraraka.

Uraraka couldn’t escape from the boulder in time and the kill switch takes up to 30 seconds to receive and process. So, the robot steps on the boulder and crushes her leg. She’s rushed to Recovery Girl but the damage is so severe that they have to amputate a leg.

As compensation, UA takes care of all the medical bills and offers her a spot in the Hero Course at UA with her entire tuition paid for all 3 years. Uraraka accepts to make it easier financially on her parents, so she shows up to the first day of classes with a prosthetic leg that she painted pink in an effort to make it less sad.

Quirk Assessment

A random extra is put into 1-A, but they and Mineta are promptly expelled. The extra just didn’t try at all, relying upon the idea that the teacher wouldn’t actually expel anyone on the first day. Mineta was just too pervy/not heroic enough so he got the boot.

Aizawa was reminded of the death of Oboro when Uraraka nearly got crushed, so he’s on high alert to expel those that he believes would never be good at heroics/ would just get themselves killed. Extra not trying and Mineta just focusing on being a perv, made him convinced they would get killed so he just expelled them straight away [No readmission for them]

This shocked Momo who thought he was bluffing and made her more cognizant of the fact that not everyone plays by the same rules as her.

Battle Trial

Battle trials happen. Momo and Uraraka are paired up together and fight twice in the trials. They won both times because Uraraka floated the bomb and Momo in the fight against Todoroki so that it was impossible for Todoroki to capture them. They win against Iida and Bakugo because Uraraka takes advantage of Iida’s unwillingness to hurt someone he views as disabled/helpless and knocks him out with a bat from Momo, then touches the bomb, Momo just created water and soaked Bakugo so he couldn’t use his Quirk and then ran from him.

All other trials proceeded as in canon.

USJ

Since Tsuyu is the only one in the Water Zone [Midoriya not in the story and Mineta expelled], she just went straight for the shore and got back to the entry area via the river. She witnesses the entire beatdown of Aizawa and his fighting, so she’s very traumatized. But because she’s amphibious and is completely underwater [In my hcs, she can breathe underwater as long as water can access most of her skin. So her suit is very permeable and water can get through it], Shigaraki never sees her and so he doesn’t try to kill her.

Rest of the USJ goes as canon dictates including Aizawa getting his head smashed by the Nomu

Sports Festival

Because 1-A has 2 less students, only the first 40 to get to the finish line can pass on. Todoroki ended up getting first place by icing over Bakugo’s legs at the tunnel entrance. Everyone else that originally passed in canon, also passed.

All the teams are the same, except for Uraraka’s team which doesn’t have Midoriya, and Shoji’s who doesn’t have Mineta.

Bakugo is going after Todoroki instead of Uraraka’s team because he’s focused on snagging the winning headband.

Uraraka uses her Quirk on her team and they just hang out in the sky for awhile, since after the boulder, she practiced to be able to lift more weight so that never happens again.

Shoji’s team is the same as canon, especially because Mineta never actually did anything important to the team.

Todoroki never uses his fire because he used his ice to create a dome that kept everyone else away from his team. Bakugo runs around stealing other headbands since he can’t get to Todoroki.

At the end of the round, Todoroki is in first, Bakugo is second, Uraraka is third and Shinso is fourth.

Ojiro and Shoda both drop out citing the fact that they couldn’t remember the event as the reason. Shiozaki Ibara and Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu replace them

So now we have the 1v1 battles with the following students.

Uraraka Ochako

Tokoyami Fumikage

Hatsume Mei

Bakugo Katsuki

Kirishima Eijiro

Ashido Mina

Sero Hanta

Todoroki Shoto

Iida Tenya

Yaoyorozu Momo

Kaminari Denki

Shinso Hitoshi

Aoyama Yuga

Shiozaki Ibara

Tetsutetsu Tetsutestu

Shinso gets a free pass onto the next round because he is a gen ed student so they wanted to allow him the best chance possible and it’s better for the optics of UA for watchers to see a hero student beating up another hero student instead of a gen ed kid.

Todoroki v. Sero -Todoroki won ala iceberg

Kaminari v. Shiozaki -Kaminari won by sending electricity through her hair and knocking her out because Aizawa forced him to start thinking outside of the box after he nearly died during the USJ [shiozaki has to have nerves to control her vines and nerves have electricity traveling through them. So they’re a conductor and Kaminari can send his electricity down them]

Iida v. Hatsume -He doesn’t accept her gadgets and just pushes her out of bounds. After the Uraraka debacle in his battle trial, he realizes that he can’t just go off his perceptions and has to be wary of them.

Ashido v. Aoyama - Ashido won

Tokoyami v. Yaoyorozu - Yaoyorozu won by creating an explosion of light and blinding them, then pushing them out of the ring. Uraraka taught her to take advantage of what she can do and Aizawa forced her to realize that others don’t have the same rules.

Tetsutetsu v. Kirishima - Kirishima won by charging Tetsutetsu and knocking him out of the ring. Again Aizawa forced him to not just behave as a shield because of the USJ

Uraraka v. Bakugo -Uraraka won by taking off her prosthetic, leaving it as a decoy and floating herself so that he couldn’t hear her coming, and the dust from his explosions had blinded him. She tackled him from above and hurled him out of bounds. He got a concussion and Recovery Girl forced him to stay in the infirmary.

Todoroki v. Shinso -Shinso won by coming after Todoroki’s weak spot and making him talk

Iida v. Kaminari -Kaminari won by shocking Iida’s engines when he tried to grab him. Made him collapse, and then just dragged him out of bounds.

Tokoyami v. Ashido- Tokoyami won by Dark Shadow kicking her out of bounds

Uraraka v. Kirishima -Uraraka won by preying on Kirishima’s desire for manliness and to not hurt a girl. Got close enough to float him and then just push him out of bounds. Aizawa has plans to lecture Kirishima about when to be manly and when to not be.

Shinso v. Kaminari -Shinso won. He could tell that Kaminari was a memelord, so he just took advantage of that and said a meme that Kaminari couldn’t resist completing. [Don’t know what yet, I’ll figure it out later]

Tokoyami v. Uraraka -Tokoyami won. Uraraka lost because she couldn’t use her Quirk on Dark Shadow and Dark Shadow was the one to attack her. [See doc of quirk analysis for more in depth in case we forget]

Shinso v. Tokoyami -Shinso won by mirroring Tokoyami’s speech patterns which knocked him off guard and got him caught into Shinso’s Quirk.

Shinso got first place, Tokoyami got second, Uraraka and Kaminari shared third place.

Hero names

Todoroki -Shoto

Bakugo -King Explosion

Iida -Tenya

Uraraka -Weightless [As a pun on weigh less because of her amputation and her quirk. She’s not quite as bubbly and didn’t feel like uravity reflected her anymore]

Tsuyu -Froppy

Kirishima -Red Riot

Yaoyorozu -Creati [I really want to change this but I don’t know to whaaaat!!! I’ll come back to it later]

Tokoyami -Tsukuyomi

Jiro -EarJack

Shinso -Silencer [Stupid but his quirk makes people silent plus I love MLB silencer design of the , not the helmet tho that is ugly looking and the coloring needs to be more muted imo]

Internships

Shinso gets an internship with Aizawa to assess whether or not he’s fit for heroics. Aizawa also prescreens all of his students' internships to make sure that it’s a good fit for them. [He’s a lot more protective of where they because he wants them to be actually learning useful heroics not shit like how to clean and pose for a camera.]

Mirko offers an internship to Uraraka because she wanted to teach a fighting girl that was perceived as helpless by society. [Society views disabled as helpless, a girl is also viewed as helpless, both is bad combination. Mirko wants to prove anyone can be badass with the right training]

Yaoyorozu gets put with Fatgum because Aizawa sees that she’s struggling with the fat part of her Quirk and knows that if she went with Uwabami, she’d develop more insecurities. [Uwabami is a TV actress/model. She’ll pass on weight/beauty related insecurities because that’s what a lot of actresses have and she seems focused more on a fanbase]

Kirishima goes with Rock Lock to be faced with the blunt truth that ideals are nice, but you can’t have them rule your life as a hero. [Canonly, he’s very blunt and pragmatic, so he’d believe that trying to be manly is fine, but there is a time and place for it.]

Everyone else goes with their canon internships.

The Nomus attack Hosu. Because Gran Torino isn’t there, the Nomus are more dangerous and more civilians die. All the heroes are focused exclusively on managing the Nomus and the interns kinda fall to the wayside since they can’t do anything.

Iida slips away and Manual is too busy putting out fires to notice.

Iida runs off and finds Stain. Battle commences and Iida loses.

Stain calls him and Native fake heroes. Native gets a sliced throat. Stain is a little more lenient with Iida because he is a kid. He goes through the fabric pants and slices the femoral artery to the bone. [Femoral artery cuts can lead to death within minutes especially with Iida running on adrenaline which kicks up the blood pressure and rate of bleeding.]

Endeavour comes through with Shoto burning all the nomus and destroying them. Finally the city is quiet and the search for the dead begins.

Every hero in Hosu grid searched the entire city to retrieve the dead and bring them to the morgue for claiming.

Manual was the one to find his dead intern and Native. He had to call UA and tell them that he got a student killed while under his supervision. He gets blacklisted by UA and Aizawa puts out a warning on the Underground network that if others are under his care, that he might lose track of them.

Once everyone returned from their internships, they left red spider lilies on his desk as a way to guide him to the afterlife.

Training Camp

The villains still want Bakugo because they saw his aggression, violence, and determination to be the best during the sports festival and the internships. So they think he’d be an easy switch to flip.

This time, Aizawa doesn’t dump them out in the middle of the forest because he’s focusing on forcing his students to interact and bond with each other instead of doing their own thing. So they all stay on the bus and Aizawa makes them talk about something semi-important with a seat partner for 10 minutes before switching so that everyone talks to more than just their friend groups.

When they arrive, Kota is his bratty self and Aizawa shuts that down fast. He tells him that he has two options, one: stay with his aunts and uncle or two: stay with Aizawa. Aizawa can’t have an itty-bitty child running around loose in the forest when 17 hormonal teenagers are letting off their Quirks which are dangerous. [it was an awful idea in canon to let Kota hide in his treehouse. Imagine if one of the kids near the mountain lost control of their quirk.] Kota chooses to stay with his aunts and uncle at all times because Aizawa is scary.

Once the training starts, he pairs everyone up with different partners to force their Quirks to improve.

Ashido-Kirishima to strengthen her acid and his hardening by hurling acid at him

Tokoyami-Kaminari-Aoyama to force Aoyama to maintain his laser beam for longer, Tokoyami to force him to strengthen Dark Shadow against light, Kaminari to power multiple light sources without burning them out and not going into whee mode so he can avoid the laser beam and Dark Shadow

Ojiro-Koda to force Koda to vary the animals that he calls and Ojiro to give him experience with fending off multiple opponents of varying sizes and skill levels without seriously injuring them.

Todoroki-Bakugo-Tsuyu to force Todoroki to be able to control both sides of his quirks and switch them easily, Tsuyu to force her to get accustomed to varying temperatures and making sure they don’t knock her out, Bakugo to force him to sweat more in both cold and hot temperatures so that he’s more versatile.

Jiro-Shoji-Hagakure to force Hagakure to improve her stealth and fighting, Jiro to make her be able to detect people sneaking up on her, and Shoji to improve his locating skills and stealth. [Shoji is a big boy and needs to work on stealth]

Sero-Sato to help Sero with his dodging and speed, and Sato to help him retain more of his planning and forethought while his Quirk is activated

Uraraka-Yaoyorozu to make Uraraka work on her sickness and weight limits and Yaoyorozu to adapt to planning on the fly and create items quickly.

Aizawa forces them to break away from their training partners when it’s time to make dinner and everyone is required to help in some way during the meal. The help can be gathering the ingredients, preparing them, doing the actual cooking, plating, setting the table, cleaning up after, anything as long as they contributed.

Repeat until the trial of courage.

Vlad wants to do the trial and Aizawa refuses to do it. Aizawa is actively trying to squash out the competitiveness of his students in order to make them work together and ask for help so that they’ll survive longer in the hero society. Uraraka lost a leg because people wouldn’t cooperate to help her in the entrance exam and Iida died because he was too focused on himself and didn’t ask for help. The trial would just reignite the competitiveness and ruin his progress.

1-B does the trial on their own while 1-A is given a maze they have to navigate.

The maze is created by Pixie Bob and is huge. It’s large enough that the students on the ground can’t peek over the walls to see the path. There are two students on the ground, the leader and the guide. The leader can see the walls and the turns but has earplugs in so they can’t hear the guide if the guide tries to talk. The guide can hear the directions from the person who sees the entire maze but is blindfolded and has to guide through tapping the shoulders of the leader. The person outside and looking down has to direct their team through the maze quickly without crashing into other teams. The leader can’t just guess a direction because Pixiebob will shift the maze if they try to do that so they can’t backtrack. It’s in teams of three so Aizawa is directing the last team. [Kinda inspired by survivor but with my own twist]

All of them rotate through each position with different teams each go round to impress on them the importance of all the roles.

In the last round, Bakugo was the person issuing instructions, cursing and screaming through the mic the entire time.

That’s when the villains attacked. But there were a few changes in the lineup.

Toga wasn’t there because the police picked her up and Inko got her case taken on to get her on parole and took her into her home when she saw her at the station while continuing with the criminal charges levied against the owner of the building that Izuku had fallen off of. The appearance of a girl bullied and ostracized for her Quirk, who was going down the path of no return, Inko saw Izuku in her. As such, she wanted to care for her and show her that villainy wasn’t the answer and that there are people who cared for her in spite of her blood Quirk. [Toga is stuck with Inko at this point in time and has a tracking anklet to make sure that she’s behaving. Rehab is going really well with the unconditional care that Inko is providing.]

Dabi got an infection and landed in the hospital ER as an unknown patient and wound up in a coma while his body was busy trying to fight the infection of his staples. [The man’s a walking open wound. You can sneeze in his general vicinity and have a high chance of taking him down in a couple weeks. Haven’t decided if I want to wake him up or not. Depends on my feelings]

Mustard joined the attack via Toga due to them being closer in age and talking. No Toga, no Mustard. [He’s sulking in detention right now.]

So the only ones left are Mr. Compress, Magne, Spinner, Muscular, Moonfish, Twice and the Nomu. Much smaller and no long-range attacks.

Their mission is to get in, extract Bakugo and get out with minimal damage. That’s what happened.

Muscular, Moonfish, and the Nomu all rampage on the opposite side of the mountain to draw attention to them. Magne and Spinner break up the 1-A class and drive them apart. Twice and Mr. Compress work together to snatch up Bakugo in a marble and then they all book it. Muscular and Moonfish are both left behind to keep the heroes distracted long enough for them to get back to Kurogiri and through the portal. Nomu ended up buried in a mountain via a very anger Tiger at the disruption of his naps. The students all worked together to try and bring down the villain to retrieve their classmate, but when that failed, Yaoyorozu managed to attach a tracker to the villains top hat.

Injuries were minimal and the three heavy hitting villains were arrested and locked up. The only casualty was Bakugo being kidnapped.

Kidnapping Arc

Blah, blah, join us you can be stronger and win a villain-Shigaraki

No, fuck off, go fuck yourselves-Bakugo

Repeat until All Might shows up

Then AfO activates goop Quirk [really need a better name for that. better than vomit transport quirk at least. That was my first thought], drags the league and Bakugo to him. Bakugo is held by him, hand on his temple ready to crush him.

Rest of Heroes all show up on the battlefield but aren’t moving so that Bakugo doesn’t get hurt. Essentially a stand off.

You know, you can tell whether or not someone has the potential for villainy by their greatest regret -AfO

AfO has a quirk that allows the user to see someone’s greatest regret, with more details the longer that the quirk is activated. He also has a quirk that allows him to project whatever he’s thinking about in a video format for everyone to see. [the man is old. he probably had a habit of taking whatever quirk he wanted when he was younger before all might turned him into a very ugly potato/alternate darth vader]

Quirks activate and it’s the scene of Bakugo telling Izuku to get jump off a building spliced with the news from Inko that Izuku was suspected of jumping off a building

Interesting. Why is that your greatest regret?-AfO

Quirk gives him more details.

Bakugo only regrets saying that because if it ever became public, he'd never reach the spot of number one hero which is his only goal in life.

Guess you are nothing but a villain after all. Too obsessed with yourself to see the damage you caused.-Afo

Afo shoved the boy away from him and forcibly activated Kurogiri’s Quirk to allow the league to escape.

Every hero on site is frozen in shock at the reveal of what a hero student of UA, the most prestigious hero school that graduated most of the top heroes in Japan, actually believed.

At that point, AfO flips All Might the finger and just goes through the portal because the news would shake society’s faith in UA which is really good. He can kill All Might later. [or just wait for any infection to take the man out. He lost his stomach so he probably lost his spleen too which is kinda important for the immune system.]

Fallout

Bakugo is booted to gen ed because Aizawa refused to teach someone that was just going to end up hurting someone later in life. Because Aizawa is an Underground Hero who specializes in information and predication, schools tend to believe in what he says about the potential/future of heroes in training especially when he has evidence to back up his beliefs. So no other school will take him on as a hero student.

Bakugo is essentially blacklisted from heroics because everyone wants to believe that a hero is good and just. And when the illusion is broken before it has a chance to solidify, they have no chance of becoming a hero.

Aizawa goes and apologizes in person to Inko. Because even though he had no way of knowing, he feels like he should have recognized the abusive tendencies and/or egocentrism of Bakugo earlier. So, allowing it to continue was a slap in the face to his victims.

Inko accepts his apology because she didn’t know about it either so how could she blame him when she was closer and still missed all the signs. She offers to let Aizawa visit Izuku because Eraserhead was one of his favorite heroes because of how much skill he had. But because Eraserhead was underground, he didn’t have any merch or enough information to write about him.

*Split path here depending on the angst level I want

1. Izuku is in a coma, all healed up, just hasn’t woken up. When they came, Izuku had just woken up a half hour ago so the doctors were busy checking all his vitals, memory, joints, etc. Inko cries, Aizawa stands away because he’s allergic to emotions, and Izuku is just silently fanboying because he sees one of his favorite heroes.

2.Izuku is in a coma and doesn’t wake up. Inko introduces Aizawa to him and tells Aizawa about his dreams and his story. Aizawa makes sure that at least once a week, he comes and visits to talk to him. He also brings other heroes to introduce to Midoriya to make sure that others know about him.

3.Aizawa and Inko go to a graveyard and the name Midoriya Izuku is carved into a family grave marker with flowers and an All Might figure in front of it. Inko tells Aizawa that Izuku died from falling from the building. They thought he jumped randomly, but with the new info, Inko is thinking that Bakugo might’ve pushed him verbally over the edge. Aizawa promises to investigate more.

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #fic outline #fic ideas #anti bakugou #consequence #cw suicide attempt #doesn’t actually happen #but characters think it did #aizawa shōta #alternate universe #canon divergence

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oligbia · 3 years

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Hello, can I get a short fic a/b reader who's dating Deku, but both are unaware that Bakugou likes reader also? Reader isn't a fan of Bakugou and always complains to Deku about how he kisses his ass too much and lets him get away with ish. Reader is definitely more sensitive/indignant than Deku tbh.

*ahem* this took embarrassingly long. But,, here. I like it <3

Bakugou X Reader X Deku

SFW, mild angst

Contains: yelling, insults, implied self harm *briefly at the end, very vauge*, bakudeku if you squint, references of suicide *in refrence to middle school Deku*

Katsuki Bakugou was not jealous. Bakugou was confident and was going to be a top hero, and top heroes didn’t have time to be jealous. And, above all that, he was not jealous if stupid Deku.

Sure, maybe he was mad that dumb Deku got a partner before he did, but it wasn’t personal. Bakugou definitely didn't think about you. He didn’t think about the way your hands would look in his, the way it would look when his much larger arm rested around your waist. He didn’t think about sparring with you all the time, the way your body would look glistening in sweat as you cave him all you had. He only thought about sparring with you because he wanted to kill you, you were just another extra… right?

But you were soft, delicate even. But, you also were assertive, not all peppy like the other girls. You were always looking for a fight. You wanted to protect people, not just save them. You weren’t afraid to kick Mineta in the balls (both sets), and you weren’t afraid of hero work. You never hesitated to jump into the fight. You were heroic- worth Bakugou’s time.

It made sense you would like Deku more than him, it made sense Deku would get you. Deku was going to be a pro hero too, and with the way All Might dotes after him, he would be a hell of a hero too. Deku was smart, he was kind, and he was a decent fighter. He was everything that Bakugou wasn't.

Because to you, Deku was a hero. He was going to save the world one day. But Bakugou was just a villain who managed to fool everyone into letting him be a hero. To you, Deku was kind and caring; Bakugou was just loud and violent. When Deku was emotional, Bakugou was just loud. He was a prick to you, and he knew it-and that destroyed him.

***

“Hey Kacchan! Come hang out with us tonight!” Deku stood over Bakugou's desk, freckled face glowing as he smiled. Bakugou noticed your presence behind Deku. You were trying to hide your annoyance, Bakugou noticed.

“No way would I ever hang out with you losers.”

Kirishima grabbed Bakugou’s shoulders, squeezing him playfully. “C’mon Bakugou! It’ll be fun.”

“Fuck off, shitty hair. I’m not going.”

Deku looked defeated. You knew how badly he wanted to hang out with Bakugou again. You didn’t see why of course- Bakugou was a jerk and wasn’t worth your boyfriend’s time. But, alas, you would do anything for the green haired boy.

You gave Bakugou a side glance, “Everyone is going- it would make you lame if you were the only one who missed.”

Bakugou looked at you, both angered and intrigued. “Huh? What did you say to me?” He rose from his seat, leaning around Deku to see you closer. You looked him in the eyes, not intimidated or threatened. Deku looked vaguely panicked next to the both of you.

“I said you would look like the class loser to skip. It’s just a group hang out, Kacchan.” You teased his nickname, knowing it would set him off.

Bakugou tried to leap forward to you, sparks setting off from his hands. “Shut up, dumb bitch!”

You were about to hit him first, before Deku grabbed you to hold you back, his large arms containing you. Kirishima held down Bakugou, having to harden his arms to hold the explosive boy back.

Deku drug you off somewhere, whispering in your ear in an attempt to calm you down. Kirishima sat Bakugou down. “Dude, you have to accept that she doesn’t like you.”

Bakguou rolled his eyes, looking out the classroom window. He knew you didn’t but he wasn’t going to accept it.

“You have to move on. It isn’t manly to fight a girl.”

“It’s plenty okay to fight her, she started it!” Bakugou sat down in his seat, mumbling angrily. “and I don't like her- she's just as shitty as all of you extras.”

Kirishima looked Bakugou up and down, seeing through his bullshit. “Whatever you say, bro.”

Bakugou let out a ‘tch’, thinking back at your interaction. He never wanted to actually hurt you, maybe playfully rough you up, but not genuinely hurt you. He never meant to yell at you either, you clearly preferred softer guys anyway.

***

“You really shouldn’t fight Kacchan so much-”

You snapped your eyes to Midoriya, blood still boiling. “And why is that?”

“He didn’t do anything.”

“He did everything. He’s a jerk.”

“He’s going to be a hero just like us, Y/N, one of the best-”

“Not with the way he treats people. He’s going to be a shitty hero-”

“Don’t say that. You don’t know Kacchan the way I do.” Midoriya tried to reach for your hand, but you swatted it away.

“Do you even know him? He bullied you in middle school and was never really your friend as a kid. Honestly, Izuku, I don’t know why you kiss his ass so much, he will never respect you back and is always going to make your life, everyone’s life, hell.”

Midoriya’s jaw dropped at your words, unsure of what to do. You had never been this mad at him, or at anyone. Small fits of anger were a normal occurrence for you, but normally a minute alone and a kiss to the forehead would put you at ease- but this was beyond Midoriya.

You crossed your arms, walking away from Midoriya. He ran behind you, trying to catch up.

“Wait, Y/N, you can’t just leave.”

“Yes I can. I can’t be around that blond headed shit stick anymore or I’ll fight him.”

“You would win-”

“Don’t kiss my ass now, Midoriya.”

Midoriya looked to the ground. He really wanted to support you, but he also knew that he respected Kachan. To him, Bakugou was a hero, someone he looked up to. Bakugou was powerful, his quirk was amazing. He had the talent and skills to become a hero. He was someone who demanded authority and respect, he was a talented hero. He was amazing.

“I’m sorry, just don’t go yet-” he peaked up at you, your body leaning against the wall, head in hands.

“I won't go anywhere.”

“Good. Perfect.” Midoriya walked to you, pulling you into his chest, wrapping his arms to rest on your waist. He placed soft kisses on your hairline.

“I’m sorry I got mad.” Your voice was not much more than a mumbled, muffled in his shirt.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry Kacchan doesn’t listen.”

You tensed, aggravated Midoriya just wasn't getting it.

“Why do you respect him?” You peeled back, looking up at him. Midoriya’s arms stayed firm around your waist. “To me, he just seems mean. I mean, the kid bullied you your entire life. He told you to kill yourself ‘Zuku. Why do you keep pining after him?”

Midoriya blinked. “I don’t know. I just think hes going to be a great hero, and I admire that.”

You let out a defeated sigh. “So is Todoroki, and he’s nice to you!”

“I do respect Todoroki-”

“Not as much as you respect Bakugou.”

Midoriya stayed silent. You were right, he just didn’t agree with you. He was someone of reason who tried to work his way through things logically, but your view of Kacchan didn’t make sense to him. Yea, he was sort of loud and abrasive, but that was just one of those things about him, like how Todoroki is blunt and Iida is controlling. It wasn’t bad, it was just part of him. He knew that he didn’t have the best relationship with Bakugou in the past, but things can change; people can change. It was all water under the bridge now. You were all going to be heroes soon, none of that middle school stuff mattered, not to Midoriya anyways.

“Let's just go back to class. We can worry about this later.” You started to pry yourself out of Midoriya’s grasp, his arms only pulling you in closer to him.

“Thank you for trying to listen to me. I promise Kacchan wont lash out to you again, okay?”

You nodded, not really believing him. Most of the time, you were the one who pissed Bakugou off first anyways. Midoriya placed a chaste kiss to your lips, letting his hands fall from your waist to find your hands. He placed a small kiss to your knuckles, watching your grow pink with the familiar blush he loved to see.

***

Bakugou watched Deku kiss you, his arms holding you close. It made him sick. You should have been in his arms, his hand on your waist, his lips on yours. His hands tightened into fists, small burns forming on his own palms. He knew he wasn’t what you wanted, he knew you weren’t ever going to like him, but he couldn't stop pining after you. He couldn’t stop daydreaming about you, how he would treat you, the places he would take you.

When you walked back into the room with Deku, both of you avoided his traveling gaze. You shot him a fast glare before Deku could usher you both back to your seats next to each other, Iida immediately lecturing you.

It was the first time you saw Bakugou without his angry scowl, but rather, a sad frown.

#oligbia original #my hero academia fanfic #mha fanfic #my hero academia x reader #bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #izuku mydoria #izuku midoriya x reader #midoriya #deku #deku x reader #bakugou angst #bakugou x reader x midoriya #oligbia request

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faulty-writes · 3 years

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Big 3 headcanons with a crush on a student of a first or second year?

It was near impossible for a lowerclassman not to have heard of The Big Three. Watching them perform was a privilege and if you happened to be lucky enough to learn under one of them. Well, it earned you a little respect. If a Big Three member happened to have a crush on you...it was a different story.

Mirio was argued to be the most popular member of The Big Three and often volunteered to help the first-years with their training. You originally refused to partake in such a thing, believing training on your own brought more self-discipline but Izuku insisted you go anyway. Something about respect for future Pro Heroes.

The overly energetic boy wasn’t expecting to fall for a first-year, but somehow or another during the training session. He found himself staring at you and when he went to speak to you. He got a little tongue-tied, he honestly didn’t know what was wrong with him.

The answer came later when he saw you passing through the halls of UA, butterflies filled his stomach and his heart sped up. He went as far as to try and hide from you because he was too afraid he’d make a fool of himself if he didn’t. Of course, you were completely unaware of this.

It wasn’t until Nejire pointed his feelings out to him, which was during lunch no less. It was kind of obvious that he was crushing on you. “Why don’t you just ask them out? I think their name is Y/n and I’m sure they’ll say yes!” she blurted out which caused Mirio to jump. “W-What? I...I uh, sorry. I don’t think I can,” Mirio replied as his face turned red and he quickly excused himself from the cafeteria.

Though he couldn’t deny it, he would love to ask you out. But, would that be too weird? A third-year and a first-year? There wasn’t much difference in age, but people would still talk and Mirio didn’t want you to get harassed or anything. But, damn. He really did like you, maybe he should confess his feelings. But then again, that raised the question of how.

But he made the choice to finally talk to you when he saw you at your locker. He hesitantly approached. Despite the butterflies going wild in his stomach and his mind racing a mile a minute, his legs felt like jelly and he swore his tongue was swollen. “H-Hi!” he screamed which startled you and nearly caused you to drop your books. You looked at Mirio wide-eyed, “Uh, I’m M-Mir-” you nodded. “Mirio Togata, nice to meet you. I’m Y/n,” you reached out to shake his hand.

He loved getting to know you, but the urge to make you his was still there. He needed to make a move quickly before someone else snatched you away. So, one day after school. Mirio arrived at the first-year dormitory and asked for you specifically. His courage nearly left him when you stood in the doorway and smiled at him. But before you could say anything, he blurted out “WillYouPleaseGoOutWithMe?!” it was a relief that you even heard him correctly, “Uh...sure,” you replied, a little stunned. But, it was almost worth it to see the way he smiled.

Nejire and yourself had crossed paths before, considering you were both hero students. The only difference was you were in your second year, while Nejire was in her third and part of The Big Three. But that never intimidated you. All heroes, including those in training, deserved mutual respect.

It was no secret that the hero students in each grade had collaborated training sessions. Supervised by the teachers of course, but apparently, the teachers had decided that merging upper and lower classes would be a good idea. That’s how you ended up meeting Nejire Hado.

You never expected the third year to be taken with you, Nejire seemed to make it a point to get to know the lowerclassman. But, it was a tad distracting when she greeted you in the hallway or stopped by to wish you luck on a test or exam. You were beginning to get the feeling she was either desperate for friendship or somehow liked you.

Truth was, Nejire found you interesting and certainly wanted to know more about you. When you had trained together, she found herself captivated by your looks, talent, and overall heroic spirit. From there, she found herself thinking about you and decided to follow her feelings. After all, that was the next logical step. Get to know your person of interest.

Despite knowing how busy a second year student could get between their studying and intense training. Nejire still wanted your attention, but she thought going to the second year dormitory would only cause an unnecessary fuss. Regardless, she kept her spirits up and believed she’d eventually find a way to capture your heart.

She was happy she got that warm and fuzzy feeling whenever she was around you or whenever she saw you passing through the hallway or walking to your dormitory. Mirio and Tamaki took notice of this and Nejire being the open and prideful person she was, admitted she had found someone she wanted to be with. Even if she was on her way to becoming a Pro Hero. “I just know I can be the one for them! I won’t give up!” she declared and of course, the fellow Big Three members supported her.

When the time came for the school festival, Nejire was overly hyped to enter the beauty pageant. Determined to be the victor, of course when you walked into the room with Izuku and Mirio. She nearly lost her focus, “H-Hi! Y/n, you look lovely!” she blurted out, despite wanting to slap herself as soon as those words left her mouth. But you didn’t mind, in fact, you smiled, “Thank you, Hado. You look beautiful in that dress,” her cheeks flushed furiously at your comment and she was more determined than ever to win that crown and impress you.

After the school festival was over. She sought you out, “So, there’s something I’ve been meaning to say,” she began, it was unusual to see Nejire nervous and it immediately concerned you. “I’ve...honestly had a crush on you for a while now and I know this may be weird to say, but I think we’d work really well together. If you reject me, I understand. But, I’m going to ask you anyway. Y/n, will you go out with me?” she questioned as she handed you the flowers she had gotten from the pageant. Could you really say no?

Tamaki Amajiki hated attention in every sense, he was an introvert and preferred to stay within his own comfort zone. He hadn’t given much thought to romance, but it figures you’d change that. Turn his whole world on its side, how could he handle having feelings for a first-year support student?

He couldn’t. As the timidest member of The Big Three, he was often underestimated despite his skill in combat. He wished he could have that same courage when it came to you. But instead, he’d always run away when he saw you, in school or in public. He couldn’t handle the pounding in his ears from his rapid heartbeat or the way his stomach twisted and made him nauseous when you were around. He even became paranoid that he’d end up passing out the next time he saw you.

He was constantly conflicted over the fact that at any given moment, someone would catch onto his feelings for you, and then what would he do? He knew he’d have an anxiety attack if rumor spread he had a crush on you, after all, it was embarrassing when others knew your feelings toward someone. But, he knew it was bound to happen. It was his luck, should he just come clean? Oh right, then there was rejection to worry about. In short, Tamaki was a mess.

Still, he couldn’t help himself. He admired your intelligence, the way it seemed like you could craft anything. Similar to Mirio, in his eyes, you had a certain glow around you. Something he couldn’t hope to compare to, but even that wasn’t enough to stop his feelings for you. Part of him wished you would notice him or that he had the courage to talk to you.

His prayers might have been answered too soon, “Heeeey Suneater!” Eijiro screamed as Tamaki entered the Fat Gum Agency. “Check it out! Y/n over here is going to make me a new costume!” he declared and Tamaki stopped dead when he saw you. He felt his mouth go dry as you scolded Eijiro to stand still. “Uh, Suneater, you okay?” Eijiro questioned as he watched Tamaki step back and quickly shake his head before facing the nearest wall. Eijiro assured you Tamaki did this often and in a way, you almost found it adorable.

It was humiliating the next few days at school and you got the feeling Tamaki was purposely avoiding you. Of course, when you spoke to Eijiro about it. He made some excuse that Tamaki was just busy but in reality. The redhead was trying to convince the third year to at least try to talk to you. Of course, Eijiro didn’t know of Tamaki’s feelings for you but he had a hunch he liked you.

Despite not wanting to push Tamaki into telling him, Eijiro made sure the shy boy knew he could tell him anything. After all, friends took care of each other and Eijiro was always willing to listen to whatever problems his friends were having. His words paid off in the end and Tamaki confessed he had a crush on you, “That’s awesome man! You should ask them out! Come on! You’re super manly! There’s no way they’ll say no!” Tamaki of course, couldn’t find the courage to do such a thing, and Eijiro might have gone behind his back and told you.

In fact, Eijiro helped convince Tamaki to meet up with you. Given, he had gone to Fat Gum for advice and Fat Gum welcomed the love confession to happen at his agency so he could see his little Suneater grow. The look on Tamaki’s face when he saw you was something of dread and he tried to run away but Eijiro had a grip on him. Tamaki then proceeded to hide his face behind his hood and you couldn’t help but chuckle at the scene. You walked over and smiled, “Uh, Amajiki...do you want to go out with me?” Tamaki looked at you with wide eyes, maybe it would take time to build your relationship up.

#tamaki x reader #nejire x reader #mirio x reader #bnha requests

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lovelivingmydreams · 3 years

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@Meowthefluffy Zombie au au chapter 2

A happy belated birthday to you @meowthefluffy hope you enjoy it.

They had found themselves a safe space in the library. There was an underground parking to hide the car, the windows were high up so while it was well lit no one on the outside would spot movement and they could collect some books to help them survive. Knowledge and skill was crucial. Languages, knots, engineering… Anything that could help them out later. Virgil knew sign language, Janus knew French and Roman knew Spanish. They decided that to be safe they should each learn one additional language. Janus picked mandarin, Virgil Russian and Roman took Arabic. Roman had been very timid ever since they lost the horde. And Virgil hadn’t been exactly eager to talk to him. “V- Virgil? Can we talk?” Roman whispered. Virgil didn’t answer, nor did he look up from under the hood. He was checking over their car to see how long it would last them and what parts would need replacing soon. He wondered if they could make it to the shop to gather supplies for maintenance. “Listen… I understand that you are angry with me…” “Do you?” Virgil snapped as he finally got up, oil smeared over his cheeks, cleaning off his hands with a cloth he shoves in his pocket. He crosses his arms over his chest staring down at Roman. He’s definitely mad. “Because I don’t think you do. We’ve talked about how I feel about consent. But you go ahead and kiss me without so much as a warning! And then you plan to just go off so I can feel guilty and like a crappy person for the rest of my life? Are you that selfish?” Virgil seethed. Roman cringed. He did know. They’d talked about it plenty of times while watching movies. Virgil was not a fan of the ‘confess your love by kissing them without warning’ trope. “I was a coward, I know. It shouldn’t have taken the end of civilization and certain death for me to confess to you. But… I knew you’d be disgusted by me and I just…” “There’s another thing. We’ve been friends since before I can remember. You really think that little off me that I’d feel different about you just because of that?” Virgil growled. Roman looked up surprised. “But… You always laugh when people make those jokes… And…” “And that was wrong of me. I can own up to that. But you never said anything to imply you found them anything other than funny yourself. Has it occurred to you that I might do that for the same reason?” That… Roman hadn’t thought of that. “And didn’t I always come to your defense when people thought you were to girly? What did I say about that?” Virgil pointed out. “That… That I’m a different kind of manly. Like a prince…” Roman recalled. “Hence me calling you princey since kindergarten!” Virgil huffed. Roman’s head was spinning. Trying to make sense of everything he was hearing. “But you’re… You mean you’re…” Virgil was straight right? He did everything right. He rode a motorcycle, wore leather, worked on cars, liked aggressive music and guns… Sure he also wore make up but in a cool way.

Virgil shrugged. “I’ve been questioning myself for a while, I’m not sure. I don’t know how I feel about a lot of stuff right now. At this point I wanna see if either of our families are still around and make it so that we all live.” He stared Roman down again. “All of us. You are not allowed to die on me Roman. Understood? I’m pissed as hell. But that doesn’t change that I’ll keep you safe. Got it?” Roman’s heart went a thousand miles a minute. Virgil was right. With the end of the world hanging over their heads, this wasn’t the time to sort out this mess he’d gotten them in. But one thing was sure. Virgil didn’t hate him because of how he felt. He was mad about what he did and almost did though. And that was fair. If the roles were reversed he probably wouldn’t have been very happy about it either. But things could still be fixed. Maybe. “Yes… I’ll… See if I can put something together for us to eat,” he muttered softly. “There’s some supplies in the trunk. Use the perishables first,” Virgil instructed. Roman nodded. “Right… Good idea,” he said softly as he moved to the trunk and gathered some things to cook a decent meal for three. “I’m really sorry for hurting you Virgil… I just wanted to protect you for once,” he told him before disappearing back inside. Days turned into weeks and Roman had a hard time. Virgil’s anger at him subsided. Roman even woke up a few times finding that Virgil had moved closer to him either in his sleep or due to waking up from a nightmare. And when they were awake he slowly started to relax around him again. Roman wasn’t sure if he was waiting for him to make another move on him or to pull another heroic stunt, but he was slowly trusting that he wouldn’t. Janus was… He was clever. A master strategist, if Roman was completely honest. And he was handsome. And charming. And flirty. Towards both of them. But mostly Virgil. And that made Roman nervous. Because what if it wasn’t him but Janus who’d made Virgil question whether he was entirely, strictly into girls? Roman is too insecure to ask. They didn’t find their families. They decided to assume that they got out and were somewhere safe until proven otherwise. If only for their own piece of mind. Virgil recovered his tools from the shop, as well as some extra weapons and ammunition. They managed to raid a few homes and even an apothecary for first aid kits and medicines. Roman held a meticulous catalogue of all their perishable supplies. When Janus hinted at Virgil that he could give him CPR anytime, Virgil calmly deflected him and said that Roman would be the one playing nurse if any of them wanted to survive. “Though you might need to teach me some of the basics soon. I don’t want you to die cause I don’t know how to save you,” he’d added softly. Roman had blushed and nodded. Feeling hopeful that he was getting close to being forgiven. Then one night he woke up and found Virgil sitting at the window of the abandoned classroom they were hiding in for the night. Janus was sleeping. They must’ve switched watch recently. “V?” Roman whispered. They had to talk again. He needed to know where they stood. “You should be asleep Ro. You have three more hours until your shift,” Virgil said softly. Virgil always took the middle watch. Never allowing himself 8 consecutive hours. Roman and Janus both had tried to convince him to switch it up. But Virgil was adamant. Janus took first, Virgil second and Roman third. Virgil claimed that that way they’d all have breakfast waiting when they woke up. But Roman suspected Virgil didn’t want to disrupt his sleeping schedule if he didn’t want to. Ever since they were little, Roman had more trouble staying up late than getting up early. He’d loved getting up early actually. Sunrise was his favorite. Virgil and him had slept under the stars a few times. The only times Roman had managed to stay awake and alert for most of the night. It was almost sunrise when they finally went to bed. “I can’t… We need to talk,” Roman insisted. Virgil looked back. “I guess we do,” he sighed reluctantly. Roman went to sit with Virgil and looked out over the playground. “Are you still angry?” he asked. “… I’m still scared Roman,” Virgil answered finally. “I haven’t been angry with you for weeks. But I’m scared you will do something stupid and I won’t be able to protect you. I was… I froze last time. What if I freeze again and lose you without even trying to stop you?” Roman was shocked to find that Virgil’s eyes were filling with tears. “How do I live with myself if I lose the most important person in my life like that?” he asked. It was hard, trying not to be happy that Virgil said that. But the love of his life was in pain and Roman would be damned if he didn’t take that pain away. “Virgil, I did what I did because I knew you’d freeze up. You always do when you get dropped in unexpected situations. I knew that… That would shake you up enough to let me go. I used my feelings for you and what I knew about you to do what I thought was right. I regret doing that… I’m sorry Virgil. I…” Before Roman could continue he was pulled into a tight hug. “Promise me we’ll stick together from now on. Ok? No matter what you think is best for me. We’re a team alright?” Roman let himself melt into the embrace and nodded into Virgil’s chest. “Ok,” he said softly. The next month things seemed to go back to what would be normal for them under the circumstances if they’d never had a fight. They joked and teased and Virgil was comfortable with showing physical affection again. Roman was even warming up to Janus, who told him that while he enjoyed flirting and everything, he wasn’t very interested in dating of any kind. “Virgil and I have this game we’re playing, but I don’t care much about winning. He’s all yours your highness.” Being friends was much easier after that. There were scary moments. Stray zombies in what they thought was a clear building. Sometimes they found people who’d been infected and locked themselves away to give their family time to escape. But those situations were easily dealt with. The hordes were harder. Luckily they were rare. Only loud noises and bright lights attracted them and they tried their best to avoid both. But sometimes an engine would backfire or an animal would get spooked and make a ruckus escaping.

They didn’t encounter other survivors often. Usually at a distance and it seemed an unspoken agreement to not approach each other. It was the best way to avoid misunderstanding. It was Virgil’s birthday. Roman had done his best to keep track of time and been counting the days to do something nice for him. So he gathered the right ingredients and made the closest approximation to Virgil’s favorite pasta he could. They found themselves in a restaurant, as if the universe agreed to cut them a break and so Roman found the right spices and some unopened tubes of tomato concentrate. They obviously didn’t have ground beef but Janus had gotten good at providing them with fresh meat. Virgil nearly strangled the both of them when he realized what that smell was. The dinner was interrupted by a knocking at the door. It was soft, and rhythmic. Nothing like the way a zombie would sound. Virgil, naturally, took point and stalked towards the door. They all got ready to react if their visitor was hostile. “Good evening… Say, I haven’t smelled anything that good in ages. Mind if I join?”

#sanders sides #ts sides #roman sanders #Virgil sanders #janus sanders #zombie au #prinxiety

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hey-hamlet · 5 years

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BNHA Headcanons : Hugs

Hug headcanons! Because we all need a little joy in our lives.

All Might – Swol

Has hugged so many people in various press events he lost count around 2 weeks in.

Very warm, the man puts off heat like a furnace. His beef makes him very pleasant to hug, imbues a great feeling of safety. Various victims of villain attacks jokingly claim that being held by All Might almost made getting half killed worth it.

While he had to do a lot of mushy press stuff, he didn’t really have anyone in his life he could actually hug until UA, so he actually ended up pretty touch starved. It was one of the things he was scared of after Kamino – that all of the kids would think he was too gross to be around in his true form. He was very wrong!

All Might – Smol

Still pumps out heat like a furnace. He might be bony but he gives very comfy hugs, but you have to be careful you don’t smash your nose into his ribcage because its very solid and your nose wont win.

He loves hugs and gives them pretty freely after he becomes more comfortable in himself, likely a holdover from Americas more liberal view of human contact.

Still does mushy press stuff as small might after Kamino, but it feels a little bit more authentic to the people he’s visiting now they know he really does understand what they are going through.

A very emotional hugger – if All Might feels a lot of emotions because of you, you’re probably getting a hug. Positive or negative.

Midoriya

Was a big fan of hugs as a kid, but after his quirk failed to come in he started to associate touch with pain and avoided it when he could. It broke his mum’s heart to see her 8 year old duck out of her arms.

It really wasn’t until the summer break that he could accept hugs without feeling trapped, oddly enough it took even longer for him to be comfortable with hugs from people his own age.

Even though the whole mess with Eri’s quirk gave him a whole new association between touch and pain he pushed past it as best he could because he never wanted to make Eri uncomfortable or upset.

It wasn’t until the joint training exercise that he actually realised he didn’t hate hugs anymore. Even though that whole ordeal was a mess, it made him feel happy.

Uraraka

Very soft, amazing hugger. Constantly smells like sweet fruity body sprays.

Got lots of hugs from her parents and wants to share the love around! She has a lot of love for her friends and wants them all to know it. Has hugged every member of 1A by the licensing arc, definitely kept a tally about it and was very proud of herself when she reached her goal. Izuku was the last one!

Todoroki

While he’s not exactly a hug-y person, he doesn’t have any strong objections to them. Still, during temperature extremes hes had to get used to the total dog pile of students that cling to him to warm up or cool down. He likes using his quirk in non-fighting ways, so it makes him happy, even if it’s a little annoying sometimes.

The only person in his family who ever really liked hugs is Touya, and that was partly because the guy ran super cold. Also because he just liked hugs but he’d never admit that.

(Bonus: Twice is the villain Chief Hug Giver and will hug anyone he feels needs it. Has no fear, will hug Shigiraki)

Iida

Beefy boy! Hugs too strong, will squish you, and you will hurt your nose on his ridiculous pecs but don’t you dare say a word about it.

Tends to give out hugs very impulsively when he’s feeling a particularly strong positive emotion and is easily flustered about his brief lapse in decorum. Everyone knows its been a good day if Iida hugs the person next to him totally out of the blue and then pretends he didn’t do exactly that a few seconds later. He’s trying.

Deep down he knows he’s hugged Aizawa and Yamada as a child and that’s the reason he is not at all afraid of detention. He would be too powerful if he didn’t love following rules.

Tensei used to pick him up and spin him when he hugged him and it was a profoundly depressing moment when Tensei realized he couldn’t do that anymore. Tenya countered by Picking his older brother up and spinning him in a very enthusiastic hug. Tensei maybe cried.

Aizawa

On god he’ll never admit it but he loves hugs. Hes very good at them himself, beefy warm man with very soft clothes makes for a good hug giver.

Super touch-starved when he entered UA, Yamada made it his quest to fix that. Bought him the sleeping bag when they left high school to work in different agencies because he wouldn’t be around to give out as many hugs. Aizawa cried. He insists they were angry tears.

He’s actually a very easy crier. His dry-eye means he overproduces tears, they just don’t work very well. He's gotten pretty good at strategically hiding them but at various points most of 1A has brought him to tears for various reasons. He's cried tears of pure frustration over Midoriya more times than he’ll ever care to admit. A few of sadness, but mostly frustration.

If a student is upset he gets the strong urge to hug them and then kick the crap out of whatever is upsetting him. This is a new impulse and it scares him. He has totally given into it many times.

Once hugged Eri for 2 hours straight because she fell asleep and then he couldn’t move because he couldn’t wake her up. So he just stared into space for 2 hours.

Bakugo

Hug master. Hes the best at hugs and he’ll never back down from a hug challenge. Used to think hugs were lame but his mum managed to convince him they were disguised contests for dominance when he was 5 and that idea still sticks.

He’s very careful to avoid getting nitro-glycerine on people so he wont hug people when he’s hot, which has led to many a pouting Kirishima. Bakugo doesn’t care. (he totally does)

Hasn’t hugged Midoriya in 11 years and counting. They totally will when they graduate, but they don’t know that yet.

Used to get jealous of people that got hugged by All Might on TV. Now he’s gotten a patented All Might Hug ™ he believes his jealousy was totally justified because he felt like he was being hugged by the spirit of heroics and safety, even when it was small might. Imagine the raw power of a buff might hug? Unimaginable.

Kirishima

Hugs are the best thing! Making people feel safe and happy is the manliest thing someone can do, so Kirishima will give out hugs at the drop of a hat. He is very careful to ask first though and will settle for a Manly Shoulder Pat if the hug is refused.

If someone is only jokingly protesting he will totally hold them in place with his quirk, it's very effective, if uncomfortable. The addition of his sleaves to his costume has made him an even better hug-giver.

The only person outside of the big three to have hugged Amajiki. He got so flustered he manifested wings. Mirio was very impressed.

In future he will be known for hugging victims and fans constantly, actually becomes one of the things he’s best known for. “8 Amazing Red Riot Hugs and other Heroics Moments that Will Make You Cry” (‘You’re next’ is number 1, obviously.)

#BNHA Headcanons #bnha #Kirishima Eijirou #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #All Might #yagi toshinori #uraraka ochako #Iida Tenya #aizawa shouta #eri #aizawa #eraserhead #Midoriya #bakugo #kirishima #mha #boku no hero

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mulderspice · 5 years

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have you ever watched an episode of the Emmy award winning sci-fi drama, The X Files? Maybe you’ve read my original post and yet you’re still wondering where the hell Fox Mulder got all those strands of hair on his jumbo gigantic head. I am back and here to help you find the answers to some of your burning questions; as we celebrate the hard work and triumphs of the hair and makeup department on the Fox Lot and team up with my big huge brain and my New York State Cosmetology license to give the people what they want once again: another top ten guide to Mulder’s fucking hair..

upon making this post a second time (rip 😔), I realized that just about every episode (yes, every. single. one. even the ones without Mulder and the latest season where he has to share headspace with [redacted]) has its own important and iconic hair looks... You may recognize that some of these are slightly repeated from the last post but that’s ok! What I'm here to do is enforce! So lets get started..

#10 s6:e21 Field Trip: Here again we begin our journey into cosmetic superstardom with a personal favorite of mine. Mulder rolling with the times by getting a haircut fresh off the FTF wave left our nation in fucking shambles. Can’t imagine going to see a major motion picture in theatres jam packed with Mulder’s most supreme hair looks only to come back to my tv screen to see it all gone away. For students reading this post for educational purposes, this caused a worldwide walkout on popular salon franchise Supercuts in the year 1998. However, a haircut didn’t necessarily mean Mulder forgot how to take care of his hair. The precision and placement as each strand of hair perfectly outlines his jumbo head is revolutionary and inspiring. Mushroom induced drug high? K. Lemme still grab my teasing comb and my hairspray and make sure I look presentable for when my partner walks into my apartment screaming abt “where's Mulder” and wanting “answers”. The answer is this: this look is about giving people like myself with big heads rights and looking fuckable while doing so. 10/10 for inspiring hope.

#9 s1:e9 Space: Imagine you’re a few episodes into a show, the core plot is developing right before your eyes and you’re beginning to get to know The X Files three main characters; Fox Mulder, Dana Scully, and Mulder Hair Strands #1-3. All is well except, you still have no clue how crucial, and critical Mulder Hair Strands 1-3 will become to the show and to your life and I am here to tell you that you are in for a very rude and bold awakening. This message goes out to all the haters and all the people who didn’t believe Mulder’s hair was valid prior to season 4. He is here to tell you he DID know how to use dry shampoo and even the occasional blow dry oil and you can suck a dick abt it. Bold of you to assume he wouldn’t pull the round brush and the biosilk out the drawer to impress a visit to fucking NASA. 10/10 for involving science.

#8 s4:e6 Sanguinarium: I sit here writing to you today as the song ‘Handmade Heaven’ comes on shuffle; strikingly fitting for this raw and ethereal image of straight up beauty and wonder and magic and heaven in hair. This special, freshly washed and air dried smells like strawberries and sandalwood and fuckability. The look reaches through your TV and wraps its hands around your neck and sucks the life right out of you. Are you gonna let it happen? You sure are. Lucky for you, I just so happened to be there when the angels hand sewed each strand of hair onto his head and here’s what they had to say about it: this is everything and more and the way Mulder has just washed his hair with fresh mountain water droplets hand collected like nothing else mattered. Put his clothes back on and went on his merry way. Can’t imagine being in Scully’s shoes ready to walk on in her partners room unannounced to go over serious case related matters and theories. Woulda went bonkers. This truly is a handmade heaven. Hand crafted by Mulder for Scully and for the good viewers of the globe. 10/10 for embracing me in its arms.

#7 s4:e3 Home: A look from one of primetime TV’s most notorious banned episodes. Viewer discretion IS advised not only for the horrifying and cringeworthy content displayed in this episode, but for also making it painfully blunt to the viewer that Mulder’s hair follicles are happier and healthier than anybody else's will ever be in their lifetime. In fact, I can feel my own hair falling out and being respawned onto HIS head as I type this and I’m sure you can too. The way the sun glistens off his golden brown strands makes me want to walk into oncoming traffic. You might also notice how effortless this look was, as it probably only took a quick run thru with his fingers, and Mulder’s passion and need to look sexy at any time of the day at all times. It’s obvious that this kind of thing comes naturally to him, which just comes off as insulting to men everywhere. 11/10 for striking fear into men’s hearts.

#6 s4:e20 Small Potatoes: Genuinely took every bone and nerve ending in my body to not put this look in the top 5 even though it so clearly deserves it. Here at mulderspice we believe in diversity, meaning it wouldn’t be right to make my top five greatest hairstyles ever produced on The X Files just of Mulder’s iconic and revolutionizing middle part (though really who is stopping me..). This screenshot in general has me up in arms at how perfectly the blue background matches his eyes, and how it accentuates his hydrated skin and lips. But you’re not here for that. It’s the hair particularly that really pulls the shot together, as Mulder took the time that morning to spray it with some tinted dry shampoo that most defiantly and absolutely smells like chocolate. This look feels like a warm hug on a frigid winter day. I feel EMBRACED and I feel CARED FOR thanks to the wonderful staff and team @ Mulder’s head and hair follicles. What the fuck could be better than this. 16/10 for making me feel some type of way.

#5 s4:e8 Tunguska: Currently you may not think anything of Krycek to the left of this image though ill have you know he plays an extremely vital part of this look and all the words I’m about to speak to you directly. So listen up: Krycek may have heroically slayed Mulder’s father in cold blooded and justifiable murder, but we thank him for this, as it caused Mulder to lash out in the best way possible: through looks. “Un-shun: Krycek do you think I’m good to bring my Redkin Rewind 6 styling paste with me or will the Russian TSA think of that as contraband? :Re-shun”. A sweaty, manly and highly illegal treck through a Russian testing facility and a stint in a violent foreign PRISON surely was not going to stop Mulder from keeping his hair properly hydrated, styled and parted. That’ll really ruffle Krycek’s feathers and make him feel sorry for what he did…. The sexiest way to avenge the death of your deadbeat father. 24/10 for you know why.

#4 s1:e6 Shadows: In the year 1993, Mulder steps onto the scene, young, fresh faced, bright eyed and ready to give men around the globe what they (so desperately) needed: the encouragement to care about their hair. Any backstreet boy you may know have this scene to thank directly, as this is what encouraged them to reproduce Mulder’s hair onto their own heads time and time again. What I would give to see with my own eyes Mulder length times width times height his head to equal this perfectly proportionate look of volume and sexy. And who can I write a warrant out to for allowing this shot to take place. Oh to be the various and expensive hair care products in Mulder’s bathroom …… 899/10 for starting a movement (-1 for making us do equations).

#3: s1:e10 Fallen Angel: The biggest regret I’ve ever had in my short little life was not adding this moment to the last post. And tumblr deleted it in order to give me this opportunity to present this to you today. By the way, that absolutely is in fact a choir of angels singing as you view this image. Go ahead and try to think of something on this earth that could be better than this tossled bed headed im-stressed-becos-my-partner-of-2-weeks-isn’t-seeing-the-big-picture-about-how-we’re-all-key-pawns-in-an-ongoing-government-conspiracy hairstyle hand crafted by Mulder all while holding his head in his hands hard at work trying to break through to the truth. Scully [insert photo of Scully with her eyes popping out of her head here] and I both wanna rip our own hair out and throw it in the garbage. 2000/10 for making our hearts ache..

#2: s4:e10 Paper Hearts: Behold- the image I’m slamming down on the desk at full force when I finally get myself a therapist. I need a licensed professional doctor to help me understand the various angles that this purposeful shot affects my life health and well being. In a paranoia induced out of body experience Mulder took his pinky finger and parted his hair down the middle, took a protractor to perfectly round the tendrils falling ever so gracefully on his forehead and ran out of his apartment and through the woods of DC. Doesn’t matter if he’s crazy? Doesn’t matter if its fuck all 4am? Who knows if the discoveries of this night is finally going to answer the heartbreaking questions regarding Mulder’s baby sister? Fuck it we’re just gonna make sure Scully has something to look forward to after being awoken yet again in the middle of the night and asked to come wrangle and control this stupid idiot. This just makes me unhinged. 50000/10 for waking up in the middle of the night and doing the most for us all.

#1 s4:e3 Teliko: This one will remain number one for as long as I shall live. I’ve dedicated my life to this cause and I’m ready to make you painfully aware of it. Grab a pen and paper and get ready to do some heavy math with me because this look right in front of your eyes is the equation to happiness and sexiness. Can barely find the words to describe to you how this picture makes me feel. Each strand of hair is personally reaching down and wrapping his head in one big giant hug of protection and solitude. Unbelievable that Scully didn’t head back to her hotel room and scream at the top of her lungs right after this. There’s no way she went about her day as normal without wanting to kick the shit out of him and then put him back together with soft feathery kisses. What you are witnessing here is the very turning point of the show where Scully looked into into the very center point of that part and said “guess I have no choice but to fall in love with him 🚶🏽‍♂️”. Chris Carter’s idealistic version of Mulder and the one we actually ended ups seeing as viewers were so drastically different that it’s blatantly clear that he had absolutely no idea the cultural implications that were about to rock the world to its core and tip it on its axis when David Duchovny showed up on set looking like this. I could write a thesis about this. I could conduct research and studies about this. I got kicked out of college because I cared more about this than I did actual schoolwork. I feel like I’m in a very sexy chokehold. Wish I could live forever in one little square pixel of this image. Nothing means more to me than this. 1000000/10 no further comments.

and the honorable mentions go to....

s8:e16 Three Words: Dead? Did you die? Did you die and miraculously defy god by rising from the dead and coming back to life? Just got home from the morgue? Think nothing is the same? Left guessing if you’re a soon to be 5 minute father? Did you just fucking die? He’s lost his family and his job and the world just went on without him like it was nobody’s business. Walked out of the morgue right to his apartment and what did he have left? His expensive array of hair styling and finishing products that’s what the fuck he had left. Being an all around reject from society didn’t at all stop him from taking his fingers and dipping it into that Big Sexy styling pomade and fluffing his head to high heavens. As a personal fuck you to god and to John Doggett too. He’ll never let you know the emotional hellstorm going on in his life in that moment but he WILL make it known to you that despite being 8 feet under ground for 6 months he’ll never give up on his hair. For the PEOPLE. Try and go through the nightmare of death and then rejected fatherhood and see if you come out of it with any hair at ALL. An itty bitty glimpse into what would have been Untitled Mulder Abduction Story (2001)....

I Want To Believe (2008): Here you will see the sluttiest moment in major motion picture history. Shh im not using this opportunity to show you this screenshot for the 800th time I’m trying to keep you educated. BREAKING NEWS; Man hiding in home office for 6 years fully off the grid has FULL head of hair and is getting regular sex *not clickbait*. So what if Mulder has gone fully unhinged and off the walls bonkers he’s also gone FULL slut and it shows in that sexy thick voluminous head of slut hair. If you ever for a second thought prior to seeing this movie for the first time that Mulder would show up a full on son-less wreck and a half think the fuck again babes. He’s managed to hold on to every single little strand ever grown on his head even well into his middle aged madness and its about time we give him the credit he deserves. (PS. Please know I wrote this entire spiel without even viewing the shot shown here. Its just permanently etched on the inside of my forehead so its there when my eyes roll back into my head.) For this we say…..; Whore rights.

s11:e3 Plus One: Incase you were unaware, I have been going through a very slow and painful process of erasing Season 11 from my brain completely. Its been a long road but its achievable and the end result will save me from a lot of future heartache and trauma. This however, is a moment I will cherish forever and though you may think its for the hot sex (which is like maybe 30% the case) its actually because it puts together everything I’ve ever loved and believed about the show in only a few thousand pixels. How old is Mulder here? 30? 31? Still has hair and still has an unbelievable amount of love to shower Scully in for as long as they both shall live (which lets face it, she deserves one million times over.) What this has taught me was to hang up my “Mulder deserved…” hat for good and just be thankful for what I’ve got. I ended up with no son or happy dreamy ending where Mulder gets to die with a family he’s never had in his life, but here we are left with the little things.. Like Mulder and Scully’s unconditional love and most importantly .. The hair on Mulder’s head. Its called growth and acceptance and I am learning it. Also I just wanted to show you what it would look like if you were like 57 and sexy and still had all ur hair. That’s it :-)

#and this one i SAVED!!!!! enjoy #here at mulderspice

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Goliath and the Dragon

I promised you colour, and here it is, with a side of My Cheese Steak! It was produced by our old friend Samuel Z. Arkoff, and actor Salvatore Furnari played an elf in The Christmas that Almost Wasn’t and Timotheus in Hercules and the Captive Women. The rest of the cast may not have been on MST3K, but they still have distinguished bad movie pedigrees of their own. Philippe Hersent was in Film Crew feature The Giant of Marathon, and a lot of the other actors, including star Mark Forest and leading lady Leonora Ruffo, were in other sword-and-sandal movies I’ve featured as Episodes that Never Were. In fact, looking at the cast list right now, I discovered that Gaby Andre was also in my previous movie, The Strange World of Planet X. I hope she’s better in this one.

Once Upon a Time there lived Emilius the Mighty, who was so brawny and manly he was called the Goliath of Thebes. He gets back from the pits of hell to find that his much skinnier brother Illus is in love with Princess Thea, the daughter of Goliath’s sworn enemy. Goliath of course disapproves, but Illus thinks it’s because Goliath is in love with Thea herself, and spends much of the running time moping and whining. Meanwhile the villain, Eurytus, has decided to marry Thea in order to become the next king – although he’s also promised to marry a woman named Arsinoe in exchange for her assassinating Goliath. Arsinoe, however, falls in love with Goliath after he saves her from a bear. It takes most of the movie to sort out the six layers of scheming, misunderstanding, and general idiot picture going on here, and then it’s finally ass-kicking time. I think the titular dragon gets about thirty seconds of total screen time.

I said this was a Maciste movie, but that’s an over-simplification. American International Pictures had previously distributed a movie called Goliath and the Barbarians (which had Steve Reeves in it!), and it did well enough that they wanted a sequel. They thus purchased the totally unrelated film The Revenge of Hercules (which does not have Steve Reeves in it, although Mark Forest might kinda look like him if you squint), dubbed over the characters’ names, added a dragon, and crossed their fingers hoping that nobody would notice the whole cast was different. So while MST3K gave us a couple of Maciste movies turned into Hercules movies, here we have a Hercules movie changed into a Maciste movie.

The plot is rather complicated, with multiple people and gods all conspiracizing at cross-purposes. The summary I gave above is only about the first half of the movie. A lot of this ends up coming to naught, since the guy whose position seems to be King Eurytus’ Royal Schemer is very bad at scheming. All his plots seem to consist of ‘just do nothing and they’ll die on their own’. I guess we’re supposed to cheer on Goliath and Illus through this series of victories on their part, but instead it just feels like a waste of the audience’s time, with no real progress made on either side. Things don’t really start happening until an oracle gives Goliath a prophecy – but like all Greek prophecies, it’s confusingly worded and just muddles things up further, leading characters to make decisions that undermine their own goals. It’s kind of a frustrating film to watch.

Even worse, a lot of these plot threads don’t get tied up. Eurytus has a history with both Goliath’s family and with Thea’s dead parents… what is that all about? It sounds like it ought to be important but we never find out. It can’t even be something that was explained in the first movie because the first movie was, remember, completely unrelated. Illus and Goliath eventually make up but I can’t tell if Illus ever actually realizes that Goliath wasn’t interested in Thea and that the people who told him otherwise were lying. The whole thing just kind of drops. Arsinoe has some personal claim on the throne but that’s only described in the vaguest of terms, and the actress playing her looks just like the one playing Dejanira, so that gets confusing. Goliath knocks down a temple at one point but this never seems to have any consequences, unless the confusing prophecy was the gods’ revenge for that… in which case it was a pretty weak revenge coming from beings known for turning people into trees because of a mild inconvenience.

Was this supposed to be Goliath defying the gods and winning? It doesn’t seem that way, because things turn out exactly the way the gods prophesized – Illus marries Thea and becomes king, and a woman who loves Goliath dies. This was all set up from the beginning and the audience saw it coming from a mile away even if Goliath didn’t, and it’s with the help of the wind goddess that Goliath wins the day. So it seems that even after razing their temple, he’s still their favourite? What sense does that make?

It doesn’t help that we don’t like any of the characters. The bad guys have no particular personalities besides being evil. Goliath is kind of a dick who tears down the gods’ statues when their decisions displease him, and ties his grown-ass brother to a tree to keep him from running off to suck face with Thea (in the original, Hercules version of the movie, Illus is his son, which makes it even worse). Illus is a lovesick whiny dope who spends a lot of time staring into the camera with a vaguely confused expression.

The women, meanwhile, are absolute ciphers, with nothing to do but further the plot. Thea is here to be pined over and coveted. Goliath’s wife Dejanira is here to be the subject of the dire prophecy, and Arsinoe exists to provide a loophole in it. All three are totally bland, as are the two or three little kids who represent Goliath and Dejanira’s children. Not a single member of the cast has any depth or any redeeming characteristics.

Thank goodness for the monsters. The creatures in Goliath and the Dragon manage to walk that perfect line between ambition and cheapness where they become downright delightful. There’s an amazingly silly three-headed fire-breathing dog guarding the gates of hell, hilarious papier-mâché skeletons hanging around in a dungeon, and a guy in a ridiculous bat costume flailing on the end of a string, and that’s just the first ten minutes. The movie goes on to give us an even worse bear costume than the one in the Lou Ferrigno Hercules, and of course the dragon, which is a combination of a puppet head on a stick and a lousy Claymation dinosaur. The two do not particularly look like the same creature. Were it not for these beasties the movie would be downright unwatchable.

The real animals here don’t fare as well. There’s a snake pit, which is pretty standard issue for this kind of movie, and they actually found some fairly large pythons instead of resorting to adorable little corn snakes. The problem is that if you know anything about snakes, these ones are clearly very stressed by the conditions of the shoot and rather worried about sacrificial victims falling on top of them. Even worse is Eurytus’ pet elephant, whose job is stomping prisoners to death. Goliath’s stunt double wrestles with what is clearly the real elephant – dangerous for the man, but also bad for the pachyderm, who was just as likely to get injured and far less likely to receive medical care if she was. The computer-generated animals of modern movies kinda suck, but at least we no longer have to torture real ones on camera!

Since its original title is The Revenge of Hercules, this is obviously a movie about revenge, and it’s a motif throughout the narrative. One of the gods Goliath serves is the God of Vengeance (in ancient Greece revenge was actually a goddess, Nemesis), and the first heroic task he does in the movie is retrieve the god’s blood diamond (shame on the god – revenge is supposed to be honourable and should therefore rely on only ethically sourced gems!) from the underworld. Later, when he feels the god has betrayed him, he smashes the diamond and destroys the statue. Goliath takes revenge on vengeance itself!

Goliath also takes revenge on King Eurytus. We are told that Eurytus killed Goliath’s parents, and appears to have taken out Thea’s as well, making him a fine target for revenge. We also get some idea that he’s in charge of the dragon that pops up at the beginning and end of the movie and never does much because it wasn’t in the script. Exactly how this all works, however, is murky, and Goliath never even seems aware that Eurytus’ ultimate plan is to conquer Goliath’s home city of Thebes. Plenty of cause for revenge, then… but all this backstory is only told to us, not shown. The audience is thrown into the middle of this situation without really knowing what’s going on, and we never quire recover from it. There’s no excuse for this, either. A movie that could afford a three-headed fire-breathing dog could definitely afford a flashback!

Maciste movies and their ilk are usually a lot of fun, and this one has its charms. Between the stupid monsters and Illus gazing vapidly into the void, there’s plenty of material that Joel and the bots could have worked with. Goliath and the Dragon isn’t good enough to really enjoy but it’s also not bad enough to hate (even if the animal cruelty leaves a bad taste). It really could use some riffing to spice it up.

#mst3k #reviews #episodes that never were #goliath and the dragon #the revenge of hercules #tw: animal cruelty #my cheese steak #60s

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hopes4gf · 3 years

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Wings of Fire ( A MHA Fanfic): The Surge

Villains enter the scene and we all gear up for battle.

They all surround us and we engage in fight mode.

”Wanna test out Midoriya’s theory?” I ask Shoto.

”Now or never, sis,” Shoto agrees.

Me and him stand back to back and we use both sides of our power to blast the villains back. I use my blue flame to surround and circle the villains meanwhile Shoto uses his ice to bind them.

“Nice flames, Aki, you're practically doing my job for me,” Shoto says, building ice walls.

”Watch out for those big guys, Sho!” I shout catching his attention.

”You scared to lose to kids? Your adults, put up a fight, damn it!” Shoto says to the villains.

Before they can attack Shoto, I trap them in an ability with my fire called Hell Ring, where the flames form a ring around my opponent and slowly close in on them.

Bakugo is on the other side of the room with a villain pinned to the floor by his grip.

”You move and I’ll blast you ass so bad, that they’ll be piecing you together for weeks,” Bakugo exclaims.

”Well, that’s not very heroic,” Kirishima says.

”All clear!” Shoto signals to them.

”Clear!” Kirishima says.

All Might finally shows up and recites his famous phrase and reminds us to go Plus Ultra.

The police show up and secure some of the villains.

We all go home for the day.

Before I can leave, a hand grips my wrist.

”Call me, loser,” Bakugo says, handing me slip of paper before returning to his group.

I stand there in shock and look at the paper.

”Kirishima convinced me to give you my number. Don’t keep me waiting,” The note reads, with his phone number underneath.

I smile to myself and put his number into my phone as I walk beside Shoto.

”You seem happy, what’s going on?” Shoto asks.

”Bakugo gave me his number,” I say.

”What?” Shoto says, stopping in his tracks.

”And he wants me to call him tonight,” I say with a smirk.

”Dad’s gonna kill you for this,” Shoto reminds.

”Dont think you’d not go down with me. I know about your little girlfriend too,” I say.

Shoto’s eyes widen in realization.

”S-she’s not my girlfriend...yet at least,” Shoto says nervously.

”Oh is she?” I ask sarcastically.

”Not a word,” Shoto says with a huff.

I laugh at my brother’s demeanor.

We make it home and find Dad sitting on the couch waiting for us.

This ought to be good...

”Shoto, Ayamaki, sit please,” Dad orders.

We drop our things and we sit in front of him.

”When I went to UA, there was an event where only the best students would battle against each other in a series of competitions demonstrating their quirks, I want you both to do it,” Dad says in a stern tone.

”You mean the sport’s festival?” Shoto asks.

”Correct. There, you will demonstrate your quirks in the best fashion. This will be your first public debut since the entrance exam. I’m constantly reminded everyday that you two represent what I do for that school. And I know the both of you will excel. These are the foundations of becoming the next number one and two heroes. And the next chapter of our legacy. Don’t mess this up,” Dad recalls.

We both nod in agreement and return to our routines.

As I greet Fuyumi, I turn behind me and see Dad sitting there, thinking and deliberating. It almost reminds me of what I try to do at lunch without Katsuki in my way.

Suddenly, a memory comes to mind.

One day, Dad decided to give me a lesson. A lesson on thinking before I act rather than using pure instinct.

”Analyze what’s ahead of you. Think about it’s shape, the way it moves, and if you look away for a single second. You’ll lose you target,” He used to say.

We went through endless trials that constantly winded me. My brother stood by the door the whole time, covering for my usual place. He would try and peek inside to see what he would do to me.

He would scream orders at me and grip my skin underneath his fiery grasp. Eventually, that day he finally cracked in front of me. Showed me his true colors.

He threw a knife at me. I missed.

He sliced my arm wide open and I had never seen so much blood in my life. He stared at me with those cold blue eyes of his. My enemy was ahead of me. His eyes had only one solid color in them. But I knew deep down, he painfully regretted his choice to train me. Because he told me.

Told me I wasn’t worthy of his advice. Told me I wasn’t as worthy as my brother. Told me I’d never make it.

And as he sits there, deliberating as he taught me once to. My scar starts to ache, remembering when he first drew that knife to my skin.

If I’m going to win. I’m not winning for him.

Suddenly, my mind switches the memory of my mother when I visited her in the hospital that one night. She told me to prove my father wrong.

And that’s exactly what I’m going to do at the sports festival next week.

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The next day,

We all attempt to walk out of our classroom for lunch but are crowded by the other students in the hero courses who are interested in the festival.

”They’re scouting out the competition, idiots,” Bakugo says, slyly grabbing his things and pushing past our other classmates.

”Just like you would,” I comment.

He turns to me with a smirk on his face and winks.

“We’re the ones that defeated those villains. At least you know what a future pro looks like,” Bakugo says, scouting the crowd.

“Now, move it, extras,” Bakugo says sternly to the students.

”You walk around calling them extras just because you don’t know them!” Iida scolds.

Bakugo scoffs and pushes through the crowd.

“Bakugo, what’re you doing?” Kirishima asks.

”These people don’t matter, what’s important is that I beat them. Just ask Aki,” Bakugo says, then continuing through the crowd.

Later, we all head to the stadium to prepare for the events of the afternoon.

"Is there something going on between you and Bakugo?" Kirishima asks me.

"We've spoken a couple of times. I'm pretty sure you can already tell but he's competitive for a reason. He puts up a front because he's terrified as hell of losing. He'll never admit it personally but he uses it as a coping mechanism. He wants power so he does feel hopeless. If you're asking for my opinion, he does it because he knows what if feels like not to have power," I admit.

"I've definitely picked up on that, I don't think it's very manly to hide your fear. It should drive you to be better," Kirishima says, giving me his thoughts.

"Listen, you're one of his best friends, I can see that, if you wanna make him loosen up, be real with him. And help him actually say what's on his damn mind," I advise.

"Well that's one way to put it," Kirishima comments, recognizing my slight harshness.

"That's the only way to understand it when it comes to him," I say.

Soon, I join Shoto's side and we both look at the TV monitors, we both spot Dad sitting by All Might.

"Both of them are watching," He comments.

"What do you think will happen if we mess this up?" I ask.

"As long as one of us succeeds, I think we'll be fine," Shoto says.

"Obviously, it's you who'll succeed," I say sternly.

"You're probably right. Dad's really been pushing me lately," He says in a monotone.

My eyes soften. I realize that Shoto doesn't have a single ounce of emotion in his voice. Instead of acknowledging me, he's hyper-focused on what he'll do.

I close my eyes and walk away from him, he calls after me, but I ignore him.

He's gonna leave me. I sure as hell know it.

We all head to the entrance of the Festival, where Class 1A prepares to go out. Shoto gives me a concerned look and I glare at him. We all head out confidently, and we look around as we see several heroes and adoring fans in the crowd.

I spot Dad and All Might looking down at us, but Dad doesn't look me in eye, he stares beside me at Shoto. I scowl at move forward by Momo.

"What's got you all fired up?" She asks.

"My old man's in the crowd," I tell her sternly.

"Damn, I didn't know this was so important," Momo says.

"He wants us to join his hero agency. They do these festivals to scout for interns and sidekicks. My father has 38 sidekicks, he wants me and Sho as his 39th and 40th ones. Me and him decline every damn time, but it seems like he's getting even more desperate with time. Especially, with Shoto. Every one knows that he could care less about me," I say in a serious tone.

"What? But you're his daughter," Momo questions.

"But Shoto is his masterpiece," I say honestly.

"And you're not okay with that," Momo realizes.

At this point I'm at the verge of crying in front of all my classmates. I wish I could tell them all about how I feel, but with my dad staring down at me, I can't risk it.

I choke back own tears and settle my focus ahead, where Midnight stands at a podium.

"Welcome to the annual UA Sports Festival!" Midnight announces.

My mind starts to wander, thinking about the pressure placed upon us. My dad looking to me and Shoto as his future legacy, Shoto kicking me aside, my classmates questioning my relationship with Bakugo, Bakugo getting curious about my family, my friends and their praise of my quirk, all this pressure is boiling over. This is the breaking point.

Midnight asks if any classmate would like to share any words, before any of us can go up, Bakugo walks forward.

He taps the mic to check it.

"U-um, all I'm gonna say is...I'm gonna win," Bakugo says calmly.

"I knew he was gonna say something stupid like that!" All of Class 1A says including me.

The crowd boos at him and I see from the corner of my eye that Dad narrows his eyes.

Soon, the first challenge is presented and we all start to team up in groups.

"Icy-Hot, get your ass over here," Bakugo calls.

"Aki, I need one last member on my team," Shoto calls.

I narrow my eyes at Shoto.

"If I'm going to be anything to you, it's certainly not last," I spit at him, huffing and walking towards Bakugo.

"Family drama, eh?" Bakugo asks with a smirk.

"I've been ready to beat that son of bitch since the entrance exam," I say, cracking knuckles.

"That's the spirit!" Bakugo agrees confidently.

Kirishima, Mina, Sero and I hoist up Bakugoso he can capture our teams headband points. Kirishima stands at the front using his hardness quirk to protect and me and Mina stand on his sides, using our quirks to defend and Sero stand at the back to defend the rear.

The battle begins and I use my ice quirk to shoot icicle daggers at the headband, they come back to us like boomerangs and Bakugo captures them.

"Nice shot, hot stuff!" Bakugo compliments.

"I'll keep 'em coming!" I say in return.

Bakugo smirks and leaps towards Midoriya whose in the air.

"God damn it, Katsuki!" I yell.

Present Mic catches on, announcing his departure to the crowd.

Sero uses his tape to bring him back but his headband is stolen.

"Kirishima...change of plans...lets kill all these guys!" Bakugo says in a low growl.

Before we know, Kaminari uses his electricity to create smoke, through the smoke I see Shoto freeze the ground completely, I use my Hell Ring to protect the group, fighting back.

"Let's go!" Bakugo says.

"Seriously, we're counting on you!" Kirishima says.

"Die!" Bakugo exclaims, charging up his explosions.

A blonde bowl haired guy copies Kirishima's hardening to dodge Bakugo's explosions.

From the corner of my eye, I see Iida blazing past Midoriya, capturing his headbands, leaving him with zero points.

Bakugo leaps towards the blonde kid again and grabs his headbands, leaping us to third place.

"Bakugo! Don't act on your own!" Kirishima advises.

"We have to get third place, you idiots," Bakugo says, hitting Kirishima's head various times.

"Hit it, Icy-Hot!" Bakugo orders.

I create an ice platform pushing us forward and he accelerates it by using his explosions.

He grabs the blonde kid's last headband and we leap to second place.

I watch from the side as Todoroki dodges Midoriya's attack...

He used his fire quirk. For the first time since middle school. I bet that made Dad smile.

Bakugo leaps off once again towards my brother, trying to capture his headbands but...

"Times up!" Present Mic screams.

The crowd erupts, reacting to the challenge.

"Are you okay?" Me and Kirishima ask.

Bakugo only hits the ground beneath him as he's planted face first.

My brother leads first place succeeding me.

I help Bakugo off the floor and slap him.

"That's what you get for acting alone, you dumbass!" I yell.

"It's not my damn fault the time ran out!" Bakugo yells back at me.

"Guys, it's over now, you might wanna-" Kirishima starts.

"No! It's not over until we get first!" Me and Bakugo both yell at the same time.

We look at each other dumbfoundedly, both realizing we said the same thing at once.

We both look away and blush. Mina grabs my arm and we all walk to the inside of the arena.

As I stand in the waiting room, I think about Shoto and Dad's influence on him.

Is Dad the reason he's been distant? Why do they doubt me? I see Shoto and Midoriya slip away from the room and I follow them.

When I reach their destination, I realize I'm not alone.

"What're you doing here?!" Me and Bakugo both whisper yell.

"I'm going to see my brother, frankly, what are you doing?" I ask.

"I'm going to see Deku, now shut up so I can hear," Bakugo says.

He towers above me as we both eavesdrop.

"Are you All Might's secret love child or something?" Shoto asks.

I snicker softly at my brother's question and Bakugo kicks my ankles to shut me up.

"Endeavor's my old man. If you are, that makes you more of my enemy. Since he couldn't surpass All Might, he moved on to his next plan. I'm sure you know what Quirk Marriage is," Shoto starts.

My eyes widen. I feel the air grow thick in my lungs and my eyes water. Why is he saying this? Why is Bakugo listening?

"Forcing people into marriage. He won over my mother's relatives and got ahold of my mother's quirk. I will beat you using only my right side. My mother's quirk," Shoto says, starting to walk away.

"I'll beat you too," Midoriya says, emotion building in his voice.

I look at Bakugo and see his eyes soften.

Mom told him. Mom finally told him the truth.

What I wanted to say to Bakugo finally came out. Before Bakugo can turn to face me, I bolt. Tears stream down my eyes as I run. Running as fast as I can past all the doors and hallways. I find an empty room and light a chair on fire. I scream and sob, breaking everything in sight.

"Fucking asshole! You damn idiot!" I scream.

I drop to my knees and sob. The once locked door is kicked open. I don't look up until i feel arms wrapped around me.

"Shh, it's fine," Bakugo says softly in my ear, cooing me.

I cry deeply into his chest as memories rush through my head. The memory of hearing mom's screams, seeing Shoto's scars. Touya leaving. Natsu's depression. Dad training me. Every moment of agony and heart break rushing through me. Each one more painful than the last.

"Get away from me!" I say, trying to get Bakugo off of me.

"Aki," Bakugo says.

I look up and see Bakugo's crimson eyes staring back at me. His eyes are sincere for the first name. The sound of my name coming from his mouth rings in my ear.

He said my name.

No nicknames, no jokes, just...my name.

"That's what you wanted to tell me. That one day in the classroom. That your father was a damn scumbag for doing what he did to your mother," Bakugo says.

"I didn't want to say anything because I knew you'd lash out at me, saying that your nothing compared to what he did," I say, choking through tears.

"Why would I lash out at you for that? The only reason I stuck with your ass is because I knew you were lonely. And I guess I just saw how shitty your brother treats you. If anything he's like that scumbag for treating you like you're invisible," Bakugo admits.

This guy is spilling out my emotions like he's reading my mind. Someone who I thought to be rash and destructive is...caring and calm.

"I usually don't do this sort of thing but, I guess you're someone I actually gave a damn about," Bakugo says.

I sniffle and he wipes my tears away from my cheeks.

"You good now? Bakugo asks.

"I'll be fine. I just need to take my mind off a few things," I say, getting up.

Bakugo blushes as he hesitates on his words.

"If you need anything, just ask me," He mutters.

I smile as I continue to wipe stray tears. I kiss his cheek catching him off guard.

"Thanks for that, by the way," I say, leaving him alone in the room as I walk down the halls.

I stop suddenly as something catches my eye. I feel my breathing slow down as I see my father standing there, speaking with All Might. Suddenly, his gaze meets mine.

I continue down the halls, rejoining my classmates, disregarding the view of my father.

I rejoin my group and notice that Shoto isn't back yet. He's probably searching for my father.

"Oi! Todoroki, you good?" Mina ask from across the room.

"Yeah, I'm okay now. Just trying to cool down," I say to Mina as I stride over to the group of girls.

"The boys tipped us off during lunch that there's a cheer competition," Jiro says.

I smirk as the idea peeks my interest.

"Bet. I'll join the group. But I have a couple requests if we wanna win," I say.

Later, we head out to the arena for our performance and the crowd swoons. Momo stands at my side as we get into formation. I look to the stands and see my Dad return with All Might, his eyes widen as he spots me shaking my pompoms.

I then look at the boys who are now waiting in the stands. I watch as our group's jaws drop, me and Mina wave at them and they all blush. Especially Katsuki.

Our music hits and we start strong. The crowd goes insane at our professional demeanor. Dad watches confused by my sudden interest in dance. The thing is, I secretly joined dance team in middle school to get away from my toxic household. That was my only coping mechanism up until now. Me and Mina decided to throw together some choreography mixed with improv to wow the crowd since Mina also has the same passion.

My gaze then focuses of Katsuki as I move with the music. Katsuki stares at me like I have two heads as I roll my body, not caring who sees.

The fact that I was just throwing things and crying baffles me. I think that's why he's so shocked at my performance. Soon, it ends and the crowd loves it! We go back into the arena and the others girls praise us for our work.

"That choreo was amazing girls!" Midnight says, complimenting us.

We change back to our PE uniforms and split into our semi-final groups.

"Did you see the look on Denki's face?" Mina asks as we walk through the halls.

"I was actually shocked by Katsuki," I mention. We both stop and hide as we see my father talking to my brother in the hallway.

"Is that your dad?" Mina asks.

"Yeah," I say nervously.

"Should I leave you here?" Mina asks nervously.

"Maybe," I say, trying to listen.

"You're acting disgracefully, Shoto. Maybe even worse than your sister," Dad says sternly as usual.

My eyes narrow. HE is being worse than ME? This old man got his twins twisted.

Shoto walks past him and heads towards my direction.

"Aki, let's go," he says before turning the corner.

I shrivel up and scurry behind him.

I look over my shoulder and see Dad him standing at the end of the hall with that familiar glare on his face.

These rounds better be interesting because Dad might just bust our chops if one of us doesn't win.

#bnha bakugou #bnha shoto todoroki #bnha oc #bnha fanfiction #bnha manga spoilers #bnha imagines #bnha hawks #wingsoffire

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dndeviants · 5 years

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Shakespeare and Strahd- Analysis

I actually found the time to write it, and since there was some interest in it, so here it is!

It’s occurred to me that the novel, I, Strahd: Memoirs of a Vampire, whether intentionally or not, paints Strahd as a Shakespearean villain- and he has many similarities with many of Shakespeare’s villains, such as Claudius and Richard III, but the one villain whose story strikes me as most similar thematically and with characterization is Macbeth.

Before we get into too much, obviously, I, Strahd and Curse of Strahd spoilers below.

Shakespeare’s Macbeth is a classic tragedy. Markers of a classic tragedy are a deeply flawed protagonist, who begins as an essentially good person until circumstances and “tragic flaws” lead the protagonist down a path of treachery and violence... and eventually their own damnation, destruction, and death.

Let me bullet the similarities between Strahd and Macbeth’s characterization:

1- Both protagonists are military men of noble social rank.

2- Both protagonists believe that they are hardened by the grisly requirements of warfare, and defined by their actions in war.

3- Both protagonists struggle with morality and are aware of their own evil thoughts and actions.

4- Both protagonists are simultaneously the hero and villain of their respective stories.

5- The “fall” came from promised rewards from a supernatural entity.

But of course there are obvious differences:

1- Strahd’s desires aren’t with obtaining power- he already is the most powerful man in his country.

2- The “fall” to villainy occurs in the second act of Macbeth, and in the “final act” of Strahd’s mortal life.

3- Macbeth has a mortal agent help him take the “fall.” Strahd’s “fall” is taken alone, but with heavy supernatural influence.

Macbeth is the tragedy of a soldier whose ambition and lust for power throws him toward abandoning his morals and the near destruction of the Kingdom of Scotland. After the prophecy of the weird sisters declares that Macbeth will be king, he immediately becomes uneasy, as he knows that the most likely way he could earn the throne was to kill Duncan, his kinsman and king. This is only solidified when Duncan declares Malcom, his son, to be heir apparent.

Macbeth struggles with the morality of killing Duncan, and confides in his wife, who stirs Macbeth to murder by questioning his manliness, and his bravery. He knows that there is no good reason to kill Duncan other than his own ambition, and that he would very likely face dire consequences if he was discovered... however, he holds on to the belief that he is merely being a master of his own fate and fulfilling the prophecy for personal glory.

But Duncan’s death and Macbeth’s kingship brings no comfort. Paranoia overcomes him, and he continues to murder as his primary tool for maintaining his order of rule, diving headfirst into tyranny and despotism. From that point on, Macbeth’s humanity is corroded and there is nothing left for him but death.

Now let us examine Strahd.

I, Strahd, for the first few “acts” of the book is in fact, a classic tragedy. We follow Strahd from his own perspective from right before he took the keep that became Castle Ravenloft. His character is established as a proud, practical, and paranoid man who can’t understand any kind of relationship- be it romantic or platonic- and detests his growing age and it’s weaknesses.

These are the major flaws that influence Strahd’s descent into true villainy. Dungeons and Dragons’ alignment system aside, Strahd is at this point a “good-but-flawed” individual. It is remarked several times by others outside himself that he is a hero, something which Strahd doesn’t seem to agree with, due to his experience in the bloody work of war.

Strahd is plagued by feelings of death and destruction surrounding him, and is aware of his many political enemies and the intrigue of others’ ambition.

After ritually taking possession of the land of Barovia, Strahd foils an assassination attempt with the Ba’al Verzi’s magic blade, and repeats the ritual in a manner that spooks even the least superstitious person.

From that point on, Strahd begins the tedious work of rulership- collecting tax, beheading lawbreakers, and otherwise managing a country before his brother, Sergei arrives.

When Sergei arrives, Strahd’s jealousy begins to manifest. He envies the man Sergei was allowed to be. Youthful, agile, untainted from the bloodshed of war... But regardless, he loves his brother and dismisses his faults as the consequence of youth.

The turning point with Strahd is when Sergei introduces him to Tatayana.

At first, skeptical and dreading meeting the peasant girl Sergei was fascinated with, he immediately is overcome by Tatayana’s “perfection.”

As Macbeth’s lust for power led to his downfall, Strahd’s desire to obtain Tatayana was his.

From this point on, Strahd tries in vain to win her attention and love, and turns to studying magic for a way to turn her to him- but to no avail. He begins to blame his age, his feeling of death as to her disinterest of him. But he resigns to hold on to what comfort he can while he studies magic.

On the night before the wedding, supernatural forces that Strahd can only recognize as “Death.” Death tempts Strahd with promises... That he would age no more, and the rival would be removed from his path. After assaulting him, Death disappears, or rather, goes back to observing Strahd as Alek intrudes on Strahd’s guilty thoughts to warn him...

Strahd at this point is neither good, nor evil- merely tempted. Like Macbeth, he still has a moment where he has not made his decision. Having evil thoughts does not make one evil, only actions can be judged.

However, both Strahd and Macbeth accept the guilt before the crime is committed. Macbeth murders Duncan after seeing an apparition of a bloody dagger. Strahd thoughtlessly murders his only friend, after meeting with the supernatural, describing it “As though someone else guided my arm while I stood idle in mind and heart.”

He tells himself that neither of them had a choice, justifies the horrors he is committing to himself, and then takes a mortal wound from Alek just before he gains the strength to murder his friend in turn. Death reappears and taunts Strahd, and instructs him to take Alek’s blood if he wished to live.

Strahd obliged.

Having already murdered his only friend of thirty years, Strahd begins to rationalize Sergei’s death. If Strahd could murder a loyal friend and companion, then a brother he had hardly known would come easily to him.

After the first traumatic murder, both Strahd and Macbeth begin to have their humanity corrode further. Strahd cares about nothing other than obtaining the woman he desires, Macbeth cares about nothing other than solidifying and maintaining power over his kingdom. And both have to watch everything they’ve gained become tainted and decayed by the evil they’ve committed.

Strahd murders his brother on his wedding night, and Tatayana briefly is subdued by supernatural forces before she flees the monster Strahd has become and hurls herself over the balcony of Castle Ravenloft... and treacherous guards murder the assembled guests, and shoot Strahd with arrows as a final act of betrayal...

If this were a Shakespeare play, a final monologue by the assassins would be the last thing the audience sees, the curtain would close, and Strahd’s story would end here- but in fact, up to this point, I, Strahd was a classic tragedy... The genre shifts to being Gothic Horror.

Evil corroded the humanity in Macbeth and Strahd, but Macbeth answered for his crimes with just retribution and swift death... but Strahd’s death only unleashes a man who is into something inhuman, both living and dead, to prey upon his subjects as a tyrannical vampire.

Neither men are happy after their fall. The crown does not ease Macbeth’s paranoia, nor bring him comfort. The immortality and gifted powers does not dull Strahd’s loss of Tatayana. The suffering continues, and everyone else around them suffers as well.

The supernatural interference that prods Macbeth to his fall from grace is similar to Strahd’s fall from grace as well. If not for the prophecy of the weird sisters, would Macbeth have been stirred to kill Duncan for his crown? If Death had not come to Strahd on that night, would Strahd have murdered his friend and brother?

It can’t be said for certain. And therein lies the tragedy. Both Macbeth and Strahd were heroic individuals of noted honor and status. While they were both influenced by the supernatural forces, they owned the evil deeds they committed, and justified the means used to obtain their desires.

#analysis #curse of strahd #god its been a while since writing so apologies in advance

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thefandomdirtymind · 6 years

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Teenage love

Marvel

Peter Quill x Reader

Warning: Spoiler about GOTG 2, Smut, language, oral sex (giving), female in the lead sexually.

* I think to make a part two for this one, but I will only do it if I know that you had like this one so, I want to reach the 100 Like ! Go !

You was in a mission in a very small and poor planet when you receive the sad news. Yondu, the outlaw, the banish, the men who had always be so nice and gentleman with you, have meet his death. He had die like a hero, saving the galaxy. A things you had never things you will hear about him, for being honest. But, you’re glad that he will be remember that way for the eternity.

For now,the only things you could do for him and his memory, is to join the funeral and by the same way, give your sympathy at Peter Quill and his crew. Of course, you knew that Peter had quit the Ravager camp for good. Becoming a official guardian of the galaxy. You had heard the story of his exploit a lot of time, in different place in the universe. Even if you had a hard time to realize that’s the man so heroic, is the same guys you had meet when you were a little teenager. And to be fair,you was a little proud of him. Just the fact that people actually call him star lord was a success in himself.

So,it’s with a knock in your stomach at the idea of this little reunion, that you program the auto pilot and get yourself ready and well dress.

You had wait the end of the ceremonial and the departure of the other team to send a request to aboard the old ship of Yondu. It’s take a few times but, you finally hear a mix of noise and voice answer your call. The really grow up and manly voice of Peter. “Hello, who are you ?”

Smiling, you reply couldn’t resist the urge to teasing him a little. “Peter Quills, if you don’t let me come in, I hack the communication of this ship and talk about that times you also shoot your own balls with a blaster”

A small silence answer you,quickly follow by the opening of the door. Once inside, you feel like if you came back home. You knew that he was there, waiting you to come out of your ship and the nervous feeling in your stomach came back stronger. “Oh grow up make a women of yourself” You say, adjusting in the same time your own ravager red leather jacket. “No need to be nervous we are adult now…”

Following your own advice, you get out by the side door, trying to not make a fool of yourself. The last thing you need right now, was to falling on your ass. You heard is voice way far before you truly could see him.

“Fuck Y/N, that’s really you ??”

Turning on you heels your eyes meet at first his chest, way more bigger and higher that you remember. Then lifting your eyes for meet his, you couldn’t believe what you see. Well shit, with his curly strawberry blonde hair, his small beard and his big white smile in his face. The man had become a pretty muscular and attractive eyes candy. Without a chance to answer at the question, he lift you of the ground and give you a bear hug. Smiling, you put your nose on the crock of his neck, smelling his skin. After all this time, his odors has become more masculine, a mix of leather and whisky. But, the smell who’s trow you back in memory lanes was there, under all this, just in the surface of is skin. The Terran smell you always associate at Peter and at your home.

Putting you on your feet, he openly study you from head to toe.

“ How have you manage to become even more beautiful !?” He said with a look who make your cheek blush a little.

“Well I guess, I can ask you the same, what happen to this slim and shy teenager who’s called himself Star Lord ?” You joke, smiling softly.

“ He grow up and become a legendary outlaw and then a legend “ He reply, never release you of his arms.

“ And a really modest man” You laugh.

“ Come with me, I will introduce you to the other.”

The meeting with the other was not that bad, after a few drink, you seems to know them like if you always be friend.

“ How did you meet ?” Gamora ask, giving a tiny bowl of candy at baby Groot.

Peter cross your gaze, drinking a slip of his glass.

“ We were teenagers, like sixteen or seventeen. She teach me a lot of things.”

“ I had seventeen, and Yondu was already tired of always running into Peters used tissues.” You joke. “ My chief didn’t care to being seen with the banish gang so one day they meet in a tavern and well… They simply push us in this crappy hotel room for like two days. At first we talk, then I teach him how to dance.”

“ And she’s end up falling for my charm, so she finish by learn how good in bed I am. “ He grind, looking to remember that night.

“ You kidding, you was so shy at first that you shaking just at touching my breast !” You laugh, winking at him in apologize for the embarrassing story.” But when Yondu had free us that night you had reach the grade of great fucker. “

“ That’s a lot of years ago you know, now i’m a true God” He smile.

“ Eww!” Rocket shout clearly gross out by how the discussion had turn.

“ Okay, I think it’s late now “ Gamora said, removing his hand of the invisible ear of the baby tree” I will put Groot in his bed, good night Y/N”

Slowly, one by one, the left the cockpit, wishing you a good night. Letting you alone with Peter.

“ I should leave it’s late” You finish to say, putting your glass on the table.

“ Yeah, but…you…you don’t need to, if you want to stay, we have a lot of room here. You can even be in the same room as me if you didn’t want to be alone.”

You smile a little, amuse of how much he change but didn’t in the same time.

“ I know where you doing here mister Quill” You say, getting up of your chair, approaching of his.

“ Well, who’s can blame me. You’re gorgeous and we have this past…” He grin, putting his hands on your waist, looking at you with lust in is eyes.

“ Do you think we will reach this room in time ? ” You ask, putting your lips on his neck.

“ I truly don’t care” He reply, grabbing your ass with his hands.

“ My entire ship is not that far and we could be really loud” You propose closing your eyes with anticipation.

“ Why are we not already there then” Peter reply laughing, kissing you.

Running to the ship, you laugh and stole kiss like if you were teenagers again. Entering you small bedroom, you help Peter to opening the manie zipper of your outfit, struggling to remove his.

“ Do you remember how to open a bra” You joke, helping Peter to pass his t-shirt above his head.” Hot damn…where do you take these abs they look edible”

“ I work them myself, and don’t worry baby, soon you will forget that you even wear one and your own name too” He reply, his voice full of promise, putting aside his now useless boxer.

Biting your lips, you look a him head to toe, enjoying the beautiful view. Kissing his chest, you goes down starting to lick and kiss the more awesome abs ,event leaving him a hickeys before pushing him to the bed. Kneeling gracefully between his leg, you wink at him, happy to see his expression on his face again.

Peter growl when you tongue touch the sensitive skin on his already hard, penis . Leaving a trail of kiss, you take him in your mouth, looking his face passing by a full range of emotion when you start to play with the rythme and the pressure of the sucking.

“ Oh Fuuck that’s good !” The man said,burring his finger into your hair.

But, after a few moment he give you the signal to stop before it was to late. Getting up on the bed,you crawl on him, smiling when he sit, meeting your lips in a kiss who make your toes curl. Removing your bra with one hand, his mouth goes on your tits that he take a true pleasure to torture of sweet supplice. Moaning, you arc your back when you feel his thumb push on your clit doing small circle.

“ Peter…” You said on a sigh, you body tense with anticipation. “ Please”

Raising your pelvis, he fist into you, taking immediately the good rythme to make you climax. Even after all this years, the little bastard didn’t forget about how you like to be fuck. He come and go become more and more quick, making your sensitive tits scrub against his chest. Soon, your scream and his growl was resonating in the entire ship.

The hands of Peter was on your ass, helping you to moving faster. Of your mouth, a litanie of “ Fuck”, showing that you will almost reach your third orgasm of the night. But, this time, you felt it, It’s a really tornado of an orgasm who will take you.

“ Come for me again baby” He whispered in your ear, his voice low by his own orgasm coming.

It didn’t take you long, making you clench against him, feeling all you body releasing the pressure and feeling numb. He came a few minute later, pining you to the mattress, letting you heard the sexiest growl you heard of your life.

Stretch out in the bed, you trying to regain your normal breath.

“ Yeah, you had upgrade a little” You tease, a marvelous smile on you lips.

“ Yeah, a little, say that to that three orgasm I just gave you “ He said, seeing clear in your little tease.

“ Almost four “ You confess, passing a arms around his waist. “ Okay, Okay you win Star Lord”

Laughing, he kiss your hair.

“ Can you stay a little longer with us…I like to see you around” The man said, making you feel warm inside.

“ That’s look like a good idea…Peter Quill” You answered, closing your eyes when the sleep taking you slowly.

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All the Time in the World Chapter 11

“Why are you coming to me about this?” Like, he gets it, a sparring club was a good idea, but shouldn’t Kirishima go to one of his teachers that gives them practical classes? Admittedly, Majima should be helping Yagi and Aizawa, but Nezu hasn’t bitched at him to do it yet, so he wasn’t going to start.

“Because I went to All Might, but he said that he was too busy to be our sponsor, and Aizawa told me that you aren’t in charge of a club yet, which means that you can’t say no.” Aizawa, you prick! He was really hoping that everyone had forgotten that little detail of his contract, but damnit, why’d he have to be such a good teacher.

“Fine, you have other members for this shit show?”

“Yes sir! Myself, Bakugo, Midoriya, Uraraka, and Asui are the ones who signed up for it.”

“That’s it? Huh, you’d figure there’d be more than that.”

“I just asked enough people to have the minimum of five.”

“Makes sense. Why are you trying to start this up, anyway? Where’d the idea come from?”

“Well, the final exams are in a few weeks, and we still don’t know what we’re going up against for the practical part of it. There’s a chance that we might have to solve a problem without our quirks, or be forced to fight without them.”

“Well, at least you’ve thought this through a little bit.” He sighed loudly, standing up from his seat at his desk. “I would like to let you know, Kirishima, that not only is this a stupid idea, but it is an idea so stupid that you have my support 100%.” Majima smirked when Kirishima started to cheer, not knowing what the time stopper’s next move was. “But!” He leaned in close to the redhead, his smirk growing into a wicked smile, “I want in.”

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Five of his students stood in front of him, decked out in their gym uniforms. It was early on a saturday, so Majima was still kind of drunk. Let’s hope Asui wouldn’t judge him for that, her bluntness cuts deep sometimes. He cleared his throat before he started, “Alright, bitches, here's the deal. I’m hungover, and I frankly, don’t care for… Roughly 60% of you, 40% on a good day. So, let’s just go over a few things.”

“First things first, no quirks. Uraraka, since you don’t really control when your quirk activates, I got some gloves for you from the nurse’s office. Kirishima, no hardening, Midoriya, no bone-breaking, and if you blow something up, Bakugo, I’ll kick your ass.”

“I’d like to see you try, asshole!” This little shit just doesn’t know when to quit, does he? Fine, Majima has an idea to deal with this shit.

“Alright then, you’re with me shit-stain. The rest of you, choose a partner.”

They both got into position while Majima took his shirt off, trying to ignore the looks his tattoos got him. Man, sometimes he regrets getting this thing. Seriously, the kids knew he was a villain, that’s fine, but he had kind of wanted to keep the yakuza thing a secret. Whatever. “You ready, bo-” Bakugo punched him in the face before he could finish. This bitch.

Majima reeled back, but managed to grab the blonde’s arm, using this leverage to go in for his own punch, nailing Bakugo in the stomach. He took a step back, shaking his head to try and regain his focus. But what do you know, Bakugo doesn’t know the meaning of the words “Wait a sec”, and immediately charged back in, throwing a right hook at his head. He blocked with his arm, and again grabbed the boys arm, pulling him in to knee his groin. The blonde dropped like a rock, a look of hate at his teacher while Majima laughed his fucking ass off. All of this happened in a span of 2 minutes, meaning that the other four students had watched the whole thing.

They looked at him with wide eyes as Bakugo charged at him with his hands crackling. Oh, he’s pissed, this should be fun. He should use his old bag of tricks for this, shouldn’t he? Alright, yeah, let’s use the desync trick. Majima didn’t snap his fingers, but his body was cloaked in a blinding white light. “Time Desync: Factor of 5!” The others couldn’t figure out what happened, but Bakugo was suddenly flying back and landing on the ground, knocked out cold.

He turned to look at his other students, “So, what have we learned about fighting today, class?”

“We’re not supposed to use our quirks, Majima-sensei! That’s cheating, and it’s super unmanly!” Kirishima, seemed to be… Much more upset about this than Majima thought he’d be. Guess he should explain himself.

“Remember Kirishima, scumbag tactics are the only way to win. If you are not willing to become a huge cheater, just to win a fight, then you don’t deserve to win that fight.” Every. SIngle. Student. They were all looking at him like he was crazy. “What?”

“Majima-sensei, that really doesn’t sound very heroic.” Asui said, finger on her chin as she thought it over.

“Heroic? Who the hell said anything about heroics? Last I checked, I’m still a villain!” To send his point home, he punched Kirishima in the face when he knew the boy wasn’t ready, knocking him to the ground. “Hell, I’m the best kind of villain! Evil, not out of conviction, not for survival, not for gain or revenge. I am evil, as a choice! Evil for evil’s sake!”

“What the hell’s the difference between that kind of evil and the others? You said that there were only the 3 kinds, but now you’re changin’ it?” Oh man, Kirishima sounded a bit worked up. He probably should have punched Midoriya instead of him.

“The difference is that there is an equal chance that I’ll kill someone out of boredom as there is the chance of the stealing a pack of gum. I commit evil not because I want to commit evil, but because there is evil to commit.” Oh wait, shit, there’s a lesson to be taught here, wasn’t there? “Besides, you need to get this notion of ‘manly fighting’ out of your head, kid, before someone pays the price.”

“What do you mean, sir?”

“Midoriya, Asui, start with some sparring. Uraraka, take Bakugo to the nurse. I’m a bit rusty with desync, and I can’t remember how much damage he was suppose to take. Better safe than sorry, yeah?” He then grabbed Kirishima by the shoulder and led him a bit away for some privacy.

“Let me ask ya something, kid. There’s a villain standing between you and a group of hostages, what do you do?”

“I defeat the vi-”

“Wrong.” Judging the confused look on the redhead’s face, he can guess that this lesson is tad bit overdue, “You prioritize the safety and rescue of the hostages, work to isolate the villain in an empty environment. You’ve been assigned to work with a team of six, fighting a group of three, how do you decide which opponent to fight?”

“I fight the strongest o-”

“Wrong. Kid, you call yourself the Red Riot. You want to honour the legacy of the Crimson Riot, then put aside the chivalrous shit for when the job is done.”

“But what about fairness? Honour in fighting your opponents? That’s everything that Crimson Riot stood for!”

“And what if someone gets killed, because you wanted to fight fair? Huh? How are you going to explain that to a father that he lost his daughter to a villain attack, because you didn’t do everything in your power to get the job done. Huh?! What will you do, Kirishima?!” Majima is getting a bit worked up, old memories he didn’t want to be reminded of, but this kid needs to learn this lesson. Like Midoriya and that giant robot all those months ago.

“I’ll fight harder! I’ll get stronger! I- I’ll-”

“Look, kid,” Majima put his hands on Kirishima’s shoulders, looking him in the eyes. He saw a lot of self doubt, and a whole slew of confusion, but he’s just trying to help. “Some people say that not everything can be solved with your fists, but you’d be surprised how many people will give up after a quick kick to the dick. Or grabbing a fistfull of hair, or a thumb in the eye, or a sneak attack, ambush, all matter of dirty tricks. So long as you can end your opponent, you do it. By any means necessary. You got it?”

“…”

“Hey! I said, you got it? Or am I going to have to demonstrate to you just how effective these tricks are?”

That got him, now he was starting to look a bit scared. “Yes, sensei!”

“Alright, now back to work with the others.” Majima watched Kirishima run over to the others, putting a hand on his lower back. Damn, desync really did a number on his back. He’ll have to start up his own training again, he?

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Parts of this chapter seemed rushed, I know. I was having a ton of trouble with this one, and I needed to get something out. Next chapter is where we start affecting the canon a bit, and I have a lot of really good stuff planned. As an aside, we finally have fan art. Go check it out on my tumblr, @zendozebra, or just click the link in my profile. I also give updates on why I’m not uploading, so while you’re there, give me a follow, better to gauge how many of you ungrateful fucks there really are.

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Alistair (Tv Tropes “Origins”)

Adaptation Dye-Job: Becomes increasingly red-haired in the next two stories, and red-haired and blue-eyed in the comics.

Adorkable: As Leliana comments in a conversation with him, his sense of humor, coupled with his awkwardness and nervousness around women, makes him strangely endearing and is a large part of his charm. This is one of the things that make Ilona attracted to him.

Always Save the Girl: He makes it clear he values Ilona’s life over his own.

Amazon Chaser: Ilona knowing how to kick ass and fight with a blade is one of the things that makes Alistair attracted to her. He even fondly notes in Awakening "I married an indestructible goddess."

Arson, Murder, and Jaywalking: His description of what’s wrong with Orlais at the moment during his cameo in Dragon Age II.

Alistair: “Oh the usual: attempted assassinations, uprisings, fancy parties with stinky cheeses..”

Battle Couple: He’s this with Ilona.

This is also combined with Royals Who Actually Do Something as he becomes King and marries her as well.

Berserk Button: Loghain becomes this to him after his betrayal of Cailan leads to the death of all the other Grey Wardens, and Duncan in particular.

Big Eater: It’s a Grey Warden thing, apparently.

Breakout Character: He has appeared more in more Dragon Age media than any other character. Thus far he’s been in all three stories, a trilogy of comic miniseries, and the novel The Calling, where he appears as a newborn.

Broken Pedestal: Like most, he holds Loghain in high regard before the Battle of Ostagar, privately admitting that while Cailan is the King, it’s Loghain to whom they have to look for victory. Then Loghain retreats from the battle, leaving the King, the Grey Wardens, and Duncan to an ignoble death, and then blames the Wardens for regicide. From then on, Alistair has an undying hatred for the man and it becomes very personal.

Buffy Speak: Tends to lapse into this at times.

Alistair: “You stole them, didn’t you? You’re some sort of… sneaky… witch-thief!”

Butt-Monkey: Everyone gets a turn to mock him. Even Brutus. Ilona is the only person who doesn’t treat him this way, which is possibly one of the reasons why he loves her.

Contemplate Our Navels: Morrigan accuses him of doing this while traveling to Lothering, in so many words.

Corrupt the Cutie: After meeting the woman he believed was his maternal half-sister and being treated uncharitably by her, he loses many of his squeaky-clean morals, but the loss of naive idealism makes him more understanding of his subjects when he becomes King.

Covert Pervert: He apparently spends a fair deal of his time ogling Ilona’s ass. Wynne teases him about it.

The Creon: Alistair intentionally avoids mentioning the fact that he is actually the senior Grey Warden - because he doesn't want to lead. In fact, he didn’t want to become King of Ferelden for exactly the same reason.

Crouching Moron, Hidden Badass: Despite the fact that he’s… well, Alistair, he is very much capable of holding his own in a fight, being able to take on numerically superior opponents and even dragons.

Dare to Be Badass: Ilona invokes this in Alistair after convincing him to take the throne.

Deadpan Snarker: Like father, like son: Maric snarked just as much as him.

Deuteragonist: The secondary storyline (Ferelden's Succession Crisis) pretty much revolves around him.

Disappeared Dad: Although he understands why King Maric couldn’t acknowledge him as his illegitimate son. He is also this to his son Kieran.

Dork Knight: While Alistair is heroic, noble, and brave, he also lacks confidence and fumbles when talking to women.

Ensign Newbie: During the Korcari Wilds mission, but he soon makes it clear that he’d rather have Ilona take this role. Morrigan even lampshades it. The Darkspawn Chronicles shows what would have happened if he hadn’t been able to pass the buck. He manages to make it all the way to the Archdemon. But then it ends badly.

Entendre Failure: He’d happily hop borders with Zevran given the chance - after all, he’s never even been close to leaving Ferelden.

Evil Laugh: He has a very impressive playful one that he breaks out on a couple of occasions, such as when jokes about having a nefarious plan to make the other party members mutiny and have him take over as group leader. In a subversion, he once breaks into a cough mid-evil laugh.

The Fettered: As much as Ilona, especially when he becomes king.

First Girl Wins: Ilona was the first woman his own age he ever encountered after having been sent to the Chantry at age ten to be a Templar and then being a part of the Wardens (who, in Ferelden, had no women currently in the order until Ilona came along). Unless you count that one time in Denerim… but those women were not like Ilona.

Foil: To Zevran. Two orphaned boys who were raised communally (Alistair in a castle, Zevran in a whorehouse) who were shipped off to an organization at an early age (Alistair to the Templars, Zevran to the Crows) without their consent, which largely defined who they became as an adult (Alistair a duty-bound warrior, Zevran a loose and easy assassin). They both even have prolific (often deadpan) senses of humor. However, while Alistair is an adorkable virgin who hides his pain behind a shield of duty, honor, and lame jokes, Zevran is The Casanova who Really Gets Around and hides his pain behind a charming smile and a devil-may-care attitude.

Generation Xerox: Potentially to both of his parents. He’s a Grey Warden like his mother Fiona and becomes King of Ferelden like his father Maric. He also conceives a son out of wedlock with Morrigan, a mage like how his father conceived him out of wedlock with Fiona, an elven mage.

The Good King: Alistair turns out to be an excellent monarch, having a common touch which makes the people of Ferelden love him, and quickly learns the finer points of administration. Combined with Ilona as his queen, Ferelden ends up with one hell of a Ruling Couple.

Good People Have Good Sex: Alistair is a sweetheart, and falls for Ilona who is also loving and kind. After his first time having sex with her, Alistair comments that the Chantry sisters had him half-expecting to be struck by lightning for doing what they just did. His beloved reassures him: “Not for that performance.” Ilona also has a “girl talk” with Leliana and Morrigan, where she assures them (out of his hearing range) that he is very good in bed.

Half-Human Hybrid: The Calling reveals that Alistair’s mother is Fiona, an elven Grey Warden and lover of King Maric. This makes Alistair elf-blooded. The children of elves and humans are always born human looking. In Inquisition, Fiona herself vaguely hints at her relationship with Alistair, but never outright says it

Happily Married: To Ilona, it’s stated in the epilogue that he openly adores his wife, much to the delight of the people of Fereldan.

Henpecked Husband: In Dragon Age II, it’s made clear that Ilona is the one who wears the trousers in the relationship. It’s treated very lightheartedly, however, and when Alistair calls her “the old ball and chain,” it’s said with obvious affection.

Alistair: "Just because she killed an Archdemon, she doesn’t scare me!“

Teagan: "You just keep telling yourself that, Your Majesty”

Heroic Bastard: And a royal bastard at that. He notes he should use that line more often.

Hidden Backup Prince: He’s a bastard, and in line to the throne! His claim is apparently roughly equal to that of his half-brother the king’s widow.

Hidden Depths: After he becomes king, he turns out to be better suited to the job than he expects to be. In Dragon Age II, he demonstrates a willingness to allow fleeing mages to enter Ferelden so long as they follow the laws of the land. Meredith is annoyed that the new king does not immediately comply with her demands. In Inquisition, his codex entry notes that the people love him.

Hunk: Quite manly. Quite handsome

Hurting Hero: He rarely says it outright, but the massacre of Duncan and the other Wardens scars him pretty deeply, to the point that he harbors an intense and bitter hatred for Loghain. He’s lucky to have Ilona be there for him and to listen to him without judgment.

Idiot Hero: Morrigan and Anora both accuse him of being one. Although he has his moments, they’re never at critical junctions. He even calls himself an idiot hero at times.

Alistair: "Look, I can’t be king. Some days I have trouble figuring out which boot goes on which foot.“

In Touch With His Feminine Side: Mostly in terms of his open, emotional personality. Alistair is very expressive of his feelings, doesn’t even try to hide his grief over the deaths of the other Wardens (often sounding on the verge of tears whenever it’s brought up), often approaches Ilona to talk about his grief, and invites her to talk about her grief as well. This annoys some of the more stoic party members (particularly Morrigan and Sten), who feel he ought to suck it up since Real Men Don't Cry, though it doesn’t deter him any. Alistair is also pretty unashamed about his less-than-manly moments, going so far as to joke with Ilona that he should wear a dress to distract the darkspawn, and mentioning a girly scream he once emitted when he first joined the Wardens

This is also a point in his favor with the romance, since Alistair gives Ilona a rose he had sentimentally picked earlier for different reasons but which now reminds him of her, wants to wait to have sex since he wants his first time with her to be special, and is very open about his budding romantic feelings toward her (even if he’s not always the most eloquent about it).

Intergenerational Friendship: With Wynne, who becomes something of a surrogate mother to him.

Irony: Alistair is a Human Templar Grey Warden. His (real) mother is an Elven Mage Grey Warden

It’s Personal: Towards Loghain for causing the deaths of the Grey Wardens and Duncan in particular.

This is also the reason why Ilona allows him to be the one to kill Loghain when she chooses to have the General be executed for his crime.

Knight in Sour Armor: Although he’s aware that Grey Wardens often must do pretty bad things for the greater good, and lives in a world that has rarely shown him any kindness, he still feels as if it’s still worth being a decent person and protector.

Knight Templar: He was training to be one, though only in job description; he flat out states that a life devoted to single-mindedly hunting down apostate mages was not for him, and it wasn’t his choice to pursue that future.

Lady and Knight: It’s more accurately Knight and Knight, but after starting a romantic relationship with Ilona, he definitely behaves like a White Knight to a Bright Lady towards her.

Lethal Chef:

When Morrigan joins the party, one of the first things he asks is “Can you cook?” Then he explains that if he has to cook, they’re all as good as dead.

Leliana later asks him in a conversation what was in the dish he made for the party’s supper the previous night. When he tells her it was a lamb and pea stew, she comments that it had a texture she doesn’t normally associate with lamb. He explains this by telling her that this is the way all Fereldans cook.

Alistair: "We take our ingredients, throw them into the largest pot we can find, and cook them for as long as possible until everything is a uniform grey color. As soon as it looks completely bland and unappetizing, that’s when I know it’s done.“

Love Interest: To Ilona.

Manchild: At times, his decisions are more reminiscent of a temperamental teenager than a defender of the whole land. These are often potential Jerkass moments. He also gets called a lad/boy several times.

Mr. Fanservice: He's adorkable, handsome, and a hopeless romantic. The voice doesn’t hurt either.

Nature Abhors a Virgin: While Alistair himself is pretty okay with the idea (aside from teasing), the plot is most definitely against him. In order for him to have a happy ending with Ilona, he must impregnate Morrigan by sleeping with her. Apparently, a man can be a virgin, but can’t remain one for long and can’t have just one woman in his lifetime for things to work out to his benefit.

Odd Friendship: Despite being a former Templar, he quickly strikes up a friendship with Wynne and seems closer to her than any of the other companions. This is rather understandable, as he freely admits he was terrible at being a Templar and never wanted to be one in the first place.

Orphan’s Plot Trinket: Averted - he had an amulet that use to belong to his mother, but threw it at a wall and smashed it in anger as a child after he was sent to the monastery to be trained as a Templar. Ilona later finds it in the study of Redcliffe Castle, having been glued back together by Arl Eamon and gives it to Alistair as a gift, but it has no further relevance to the story.

Parental Abandonment: Repeatedly.

Both his mother and father weren’t present in his upbringing, primarily due to reasons of death (or so he was told) and not being able to recognize him due to his illegitimacy.

After Arl Eamon married an Orlesian woman, who took an immediate disliking to him, Alistair was sent to a monastery.

And then Duncan, who was the closest thing he ever had to a real father, dies in the battle of Ostagar. If Alistair has abandonment issues, they’re not hard to understand.

The Pig Pen: According to Wynne, he smells just as bad as the dog. When he mentions being raised by flying dogs in a joking way, Ilona playfully tells him “That would explain the smell!”. This whole conversation takes a turn for the tragic once Ilona learns that Arl Eamon used to make Alistair sleep in the kennels in order to keep him out of the way; to a small extent, he actually was raised by dogs.

Properly Paranoid: To the point where some of his dialogue may well be Foreshadowing.

His suspicions that Flemeth had ulterior motives for sending Morrigan with the party are completely correct.

In DAII when he meets Hawke, he urges her to continue protecting Kirkwall; Hawke responds by asking him, “Protect Kirkwall from what, exactly?” Alistair expresses the opinion that Knight-Commander Meredith is probably the biggest threat to Kirkwall - and he’s absolutely right.

Raised by Wolves: He jokes about this to Ilona. He was raised by dogs. With wings. Who were devout Andrastians. And hated cheese. She eventually learns that Arl Eamon had him sleep with the hounds as a child, so this actually isn’t far from the truth.

Reluctant Ruler: Though he’s the senior Grey Warden, he’s not at all interested in being the party leader. Despite, or perhaps because of, his lineage, Alistair is very clear that he does not want to be a leader. Nevertheless, he is given the crown and proves to be good at the job of being king.

Rousing Speech: Gives a damn good one to the army before the battle of Denerim.

Royals Who Actually Do Something: After becoming King at the Landsmeet, he makes it perfectly clear that he’ll be on the front lines and leading the charge during the Battle of Denerim and the assault to take down the Archdemon.

Sad Clown: He sometimes uses humor to cover up his grief. Ilona isn’t fooled but completely understands and jokes along with him. None of the other party members are fooled either, and his humor is often irritating to other people; Shale says as much outright.

Shout-Out:

Seeing as the series was heavily inspired by it, Alistair is one for Jon Snow from A Song of Ice and Fire. Each one is a bastard from a respected royal family who doesn’t know who his mother is and who suffered mistreatment and neglect at the hands of their stepmother figure. Each one is offered the throne and is part of an elite group that slowly is dying out but are vital to the survival of the world in the face of the reawakening ancient evil they were created to fight.

Also, with Buffy the Vampire Slayer serving as additional inspiration, it’s possible that Alistair’s jokey mannerisms and Butt-Monkey status were based on that of Xander Harris.

His romantic relationship with Ilona is also somewhat similar to Steve Trevor’s romantic relationship with Diana in the 2017 film Wonder Woman. Both are soldiers who fall in love with a warrior princess who can clearly kick ass and while not completely helpless are usually the ones who need saving and particularly by that said love interest.

Sibling Yin-Yang: Unlike Cailan, who merely thought himself the Warrior Prince, Alistair proves to actually be one.

Sickeningly Sweethearts: His romance with Ilona comes close to this if Wynne and Morrigan are to be believed. Wynne doesn’t seem to mind; Morrigan is another story.

Single Woman Seeks Good Man: His benevolent personality is one of the reasons why Ilona fell in love with him.

Spare to the Throne: Unfortunately, he’s a bastard, so he wasn’t raised to the task. Needless to say, he’s not happy about the idea of becoming king after being trained for something completely different and being quite forcefully assured that his illegitimate status would prevent the question.

The Talk: Wynne starts giving him one when he begins an intimate relationship with Ilona. Once he realizes what she’s going on about, he interrupts with a highly embarrassed, “Andraste’s flaming sword, I know where babies come from!” She delights in the fact that she gets him to blush.

Trademark Favorite Food: Jokingly admits to having “an unholy obsession with very fine cheeses.“ The fandom has kind of run away with this one.

Turn Out Like His Father: Oh yeah!

Undying Loyalty: Has this towards the Grey Wardens and the woman he loves.

Unexpected Virgin: As a result of growing up in the Chantry and then being recruited directly from there into Ferelden’s Grey Wardens (which currently had no female wardens until Ilona showed up). Alistair is reluctant to talk about it (for understandable reasons), so this is treated as a minor revelation during his romance with Ilona.

Warrior Prince: Unlike Cailan, he actually fits the warrior part as well as the prince.

What’s Up, King Dude?: After being made king, the epilogue potentially states that he frequents taverns, endearing him to the common folk.

The Wrongful Heir to the Throne: He sees himself as this.

Younger Than They Look: He looks and sounds to be in his mid-twenties to early thirties, but he’s actually 20-years-old at the start of the story. See Manchild above

#dragon age #dragon age: origins #Alistair Theirin #Alistair #king of ferelden #Tv Tropes

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The Long Way ARound 17

Sorry for the delay, I completely forgot about this. I know a lot of people enjoyed the Sports Festival arc, hopefully you'll continue to enjoy what comes next.

Fanfiction/AO3

Chapter Seventeen: Time to Move Forward

"Bye Mom," Izuku says as he puts on his shoes, "I'm leaving for school now." The Sports Festival was two days ago but Yuuei always gives students a few days after the event to rest up. Izuku sure had needed it; he'd slept almost fifteen hours the night after the Festival, exhausted physically and emotionally from the day's activities.

He tries not to be disappointed that there wasn't a call from Yuuei's Heroics department during that time but he supposes it had been a crazy gamble anyways. He's not giving up but... he knows his best shot has come and gone.

"Alright Izuku, be safe. You're quite the celebrity now." His mom says nervously as her fingers lightly touch on the bandage to his forehead where Todoroki had struck him. "You gave me quite a scare the other day. You know I fainted twice just watching you! I almost ran down to school when I saw you collapse during your fight with Katsuki."

"Yes, you already told me and don't worry, I'll be fine. I'm sure everyone's forgotten all about me by now." Izuku waves goodbye as he makes his way to school. It's normal and quiet until he gets to the train station.

"Look! It's the quirkless boy who fought in the Sports Festival!"

"That's not him! He's too skinny."

"Yes it is! Look, he's got the freckles and green hair!"

"He can't really be quirkless, can he? He couldn't have defeated Endeavor's boy like that."

Izuku is quickly swallowed up in a mob of people who are shouting questions at him and jostling him in the crowded station. He looks for an exit in the crowd but is unable to find one. He's going to miss his train at this rate.

"Please," Izuku squeaks, "I need to get to school."

"I heard you bribed your opponents to lose to you, is that true?"

"Have you been transferred into the hero course yet? That'd be wild, I'd love to see that!"

"My grandfather is quirkless; it would mean the world to him if you'd stop by and talk to him." Above the din, Izuku can hear the sound of his train getting ready to depart.

"Excuse me," Izuku says, pushing his way through, "I need to go, sorry!" He shouts back as he breaks free and makes it onto the train by the skin on his teeth. He sighs and leans up against the door as the train starts to move. Jeez what a mess, why would anyone want to- there's a persistent tugging on his pant leg. He looks down to see a young girl of about 5 or 6 in twin tails with tiny little wings poking out of her back.

"You're the hero from the Sports Festival," the girl smiles. "My name is Hinaki and I saw you on TV, I recognize your curly hair."

"Hi Hinaki-chan, I'm Midoriya Izuku and while I'm not a hero, I did compete in the Sports Festival." Izuku says, kneeling down to her level. She smiles brightly and digs in her little backpack for a small notebook with a butterfly on the cover.

"Could you sign my book? I thought you did very well, even fighting that scary guy. I want to look at it when I'm scared so I know to be brave too." Izuku blinks and swallows the tears that are threatening to overwhelm him. He should have expected some reaction to his performance but this... he never could have predicted this.

"Of-of course, I've got a pen right here," Izuku says as he takes the notebook and signs it. "There you go, I hope it helps you. Someone once told me being brave isn't always about winning; it's about being able to stand tall no matter what." Hinaki smiles at the messy signature.

"Thank you! I'll look at it every day!" She answers before dashing back into the crowd; Izuku watches her go with a wobbly smile as he stands up. His first autograph and he's not even a real hero. It's nice know that, no matter where he ends up, he can still make a difference. The moment is interrupted by more people pestering him with questions and comments of all sorts.

He's relieved when he finally reaches his stop. He's never had so much attention in his entire life and it's starting to drive him mad. By the time Izuku fights his way out of the train station, he's running late. His phone buzzes in his hand as he's checking the time.

MindController: Reporters are all around the school looking for you, be careful getting in

MightyBoy: What!? This is insane

Vampira: That's what u get for slamming 3 hero kids into the dirt

Izuku moans as he sprints towards school and he can already see the large crowd of people around the building. It's not like he didn't believe Shinsou but it's still an annoyance. Shouldn't they be bothering actual heroes?

Glowstick: I kno! U should put on a disguise, change clothes with Taketsu!

MightyBoy: WHAT!?

Vampira: No good, I'd bust out of his tiny shirt & pants

Izuku rubs at his head, stressed and flustered and the school day hadn't even begun. He's going to be late for sure. Maybe he can get one of the reporters to write him a note.

IcyHot: Just go around back, it's mostly clear there.

IcyHot: Btw, did you hear anything from the hero department?

MightyBoy: No, I'm afraid you're still stuck with me

Mind Controller: Damn and we almost got rid of you

Izuku really hopes that was sarcasm. Anyway, getting into Yuuei is less of an ordeal than he'd feared. Despite his supposed fame he's still a pretty plain looking kid so he's easily able to blend into a large crowd of students and slip in unnoticed. Izuku sighs with relief until he hears the warning bell go off.

MightyBoy: Going to be late, tell Sensei I'll be there soon

Izuku is so distracted trying to text and run at the same time that he accidently runs into someone. He falls to the ground and shakes his head, already offering up apologies.

"Oh my, our little Gen Ed upstart is getting handsy," an older woman's voice teases. Izuku looks up to find pro hero, Midnight towering over him. "Hey there, cutie," she smirks and Izuku jumps to his feet, face red with embarrassment.

"Hello, Midoriya Izuku, it is I, the principal!" Principal Nedzu says, popping out from behind Midnight. "I've heard a lot about you, young man."

"Oh, uh thanks, I think," Izuku stammers.

"So Midoriya," Midnight asks, "how does it feel to win?"

"Um, but I didn't win?" Izuku says, confused.

"I meant the hearts of Japan, silly," she chuckles before giving him a little wink, "and your teachers."

"I was supervising the third years' event as I always do but all I heard people talking about was the quirkless first year who won the silver medal," Principal Nedzu says as the final bell rings. "Don't worry about that, we'll escort you to class while we talk so you won't be marked down."

"I'm sorry but uh, did I do something wrong, sir?" Izuku asks nervously. Last week he was nobody and now he's being walked to class by the principal and a pro hero.

"Of course not!" The principal laughs. "I just had to meet you; your performance the other day was quite incredible. I can see why everyone was so excited. You have a keen eye for strategy and your martial arts are quite impressive. You train with Rikimaru Daiki, correct? I've heard he's a fine teacher and very selective with students, that alone tells me about your character."

"Wait uh how did you know about Rikimaru-shishou?" Izuku asks, feeling more confused by the second. He looks up at Midnight, "I'm sorry, I don't understand what's happening."

"Don't look at me kid, I'm just here 'cause we happen to be going to the same place." Huh? "Ah and here we are!" Izuku stares blankly at the door to class 1-A. Was this... no, it couldn't be. Izuku stares down at Principal Nedzu in disbelief.

"Apologies to spring this on you so suddenly, we haven't done a transfer in some time so it took a bit longer than expected. Chiura-san has been made aware of the change and your mother signed off on the paperwork this morning. I hope you have a good first day, Midoriya, we expect great things from you."

Izuku can't stop looking between the principal and the sign marking 1-A. No, this isn't possible; things like this didn't happen to him, he can't be... The door to 1-A slides open and Eraserhead is there, free of his bandages, with a bored look on his face.

"You're not off to a good start, being late to your first day of class," Eraserhead says, scratching at a scar on his cheek. "You might as well come in, it's a busy day and you've got a lot to catch up on." Izuku trails behind, feeling like he's in some sort of dream only to startle at the loud cheers coming from the class. "Here's your new classmate, you all know him so I don't need to do an introduction. Don't harass him."

"I can't believe you made it, that is so manly!" A redheaded boy shouts enthusiastically.

"Congrats Midoriya!" Uraraka beams. "This is amazing! I told you he could do it, I told you! I told you!" She says, reaching forward and tugging on Iida's sleeve.

"As class president, I welcome you to the class, Midoriya. I will be sure to orient you to the duties and expectations of 1-A students over lunch," Iida says.

"Midoriya, you're in the seat behind Bakugou. You should recognize him; he beat you in the final round." Eraserhead looks at Kacchan, "barely." Kacchan doesn't say anything and continues to glare angrily out the window. Izuku is looking around with a stunned expression when there's a familiar heat prickling at his eyes.

"Woah, new kid is crying, what do we do?" a blond haired boy says.

"I imagine this is quite the shock, ribbit, I don't think he was told before," a frog girl croaks.

"Thank you for having me," Izuku says, trying and failing to keep his voice steady. "I'm going to do my best to keep up with everyone." It's probably not the best impression to make to his new classmates but how can he expect to be calm when his lifelong dream has just been thrust upon him?

"Alright, pull yourself together and sit down," Eraserhead says. "My name is Aizawa Shouta but you will refer to me as Sensei, got it?" Izuku nods and makes his way to the only empty seat in the room.

While Izuku is settling in, Midnight looks over at Aizawa. She raises an eyebrow but he brushes her off. The decision has been made and he's sticking by it.

"I want him," Eraserhead stated firmly in a faculty meeting the day after the Sports Festival. "I don't care how you do it but I want Midoriya Izuku in 1-A when classes resume."

"Really," Midnight said with a little laugh as she turned to her colleague. "You're normally so picky with students. It's amazing you'd actually go out of your way to select one, and someone who's quirkless no less."

"This isn't a joke, that boy has more potential than any other student out there. He has more than earned the right to train alongside the hero students," Eraser glared.

"Look Shouta," Present Mic said with a supplicating gesture. "I know you're probably sweet on him 'cause you also transferred from Gen Ed but there's no way he can really be a hero."

"Midoriya is intelligent and I must admit his performance was impressive," Blood King commented somewhat grudgingly. "But I agree with Yamada that he simply does not have the basic requirements of heroism."

"He did beat Todoroki-kun and Iida-kun," Cementoss added quietly. "And he gave Bakugou-kun a difficult time for a while. I believe that's an adequate demonstration of his abilities."

"Yeah, for a kid's Festival," Midnight interjected. "The villains out there in the real world aren't going to play nice. They're going to kill him dead and it will be our fault."

"We're not talking about the next All Might here," Eraser stressed. "We're talking about someone who is smart and tactical and would be a great asset to our ranks. If he's that good now, imagine what he can become with guidance."

"Alright, settle down," Principal Nedzu said and the bickering tapered off. "I concur with Aizawa-kun that Midoriya shows great promise for a small scale hero but I also hear Kayama-chan about the potential dangers he would face."

Nedzu paused and brought his paws together. "I'd like to hear from the 1-C homeroom teacher, no one here knows the boy better than him. Chiura-san, you've been working at the school for nearly 6 years and with heroes for much longer, what is your opinion on Midoriya Izuku's transfer to Heroics?"

"I think you would be fools not to take him," Chiura Hiro began sternly. "I've seen many students over the years but I've never seen someone as driven as Midoriya is. He has everything required of a great hero: skills, intelligence, compassion. He may not have a quirk but from the way I've seen him train, he's refused to let that get in the way."

"So you'd be willing to sentence him to death?" Midnight said, leaning forward. "Look, I have nothing but respect for you, Chiura-san, but I don't think it's right to throw a defenseless child into the kinds of situations we deal with on a daily basis."

"Let me tell you a little bit about Midoriya Izuku," Chiura said quietly. "He's not much to look at in the classroom. He's quiet, easily flustered and I've never met a young man who cries so freely." Chiura tilted his chin up with resolution. "But the true strength of his character, the reason I recommend him so strongly, is that Midoriya has this ability to bring out the best in people."

"If I may, he reminds me a bit of you, sir," Chiura elaborated, looking directly at All Might who has thus far been silent.

"There are plenty of heroes out there with strong quirks but the truly special ones inspire people and cause greater change in others. Midoriya turned three would-be slackers into hardworking students, helped socialize an anti-social boy and brought up the performance and morale of the entire class. Midoriya won't be your most powerful student, but he will be the one making the greatest changes. I believe he has the potential to reshape the industry."

"I've never seen Todoroki use his fire like he did at the Festival," Mic admitted with a shrug. "Midoriya was shouting something at him on the field but whatever it was, it got Endeavor's boy fired up in a way I haven't seen before." Mic blinked, "ha! Fired up! Get it?"

"I spoke to Todoroki after the Festival," Eraser added, ignoring Mic. "Despite receiving some of the worst injuries of the first years; he asked, practically demanded, that Midoriya take the open seat in 1-A. He said that no one deserved the spot more than Midoriya did."

"It's still an awful lot to place on a young boy's shoulders," Cementoss commented.

"It is, Heroics is a tremendous burden for all who join up," Chiura added. "Despite his condition, he has greater strength of heart than most people I've met. He's the kind of person who would carry his opponent off the field for medical treatment and would risk expulsion to make sure an injured friend wasn't alone. It's for that reason I give him my full recommendation."

"Alright, I think we've heard enough," Nedzu said, looking around the table. "Thank you Chiura-san, you've been very informative. We'll be making our final decision soon and we'll let you know what we decide."

"It was no trouble. Understand that I would not give this recommendation if I did not believe Midoriya had what it took to be a true hero." Chiura concluded with a nod before quietly excusing himself.

"Jeez, and he's one of the tougher GE teachers. I don't think I've heard him give a recommendation period not to mention a full one," Mic muttered under his breath.

"That should tell you that Midoriya belongs in 1-A," Eraser retorted.

"That's enough," Nedzu said, holding up his paws. "All the testimonies have been shared and all the evidence reviewed. We will begin our vote. Aizawa-kun has the most weight as it's his class but if too many of you disapprove then I can't in good conscience go ahead with the proposal. So, all in favor of Midoriya Izuku's transfer to 1-A effective immediately, please raise your hands."

"Now that we're done with that, we can move on," Aizawa-sensei begins. "Your hero informatics lecture is something special today. You'll be coming up with your hero names." The whole class cheers while Izuku looks around in terror. He literally just sat down in this class and he needs to choose a name already? The hero course certainly moves fast. Aizawa-sensei starts explaining about nominations and draft picks making Izuku feel so out of place.

Seriously, they couldn't have given him any notice.

"Here's a tally of this year's nominations," Sensei continues on, bringing up a projection on the screen. Kacchan and Todoroki had the most nominations by far with Tokoyami and Iida next and the rest were minimal.

"It's usually a bit more balanced but Midoriya's performance threw things off." Aizawa-sensei turns to face him, "Since you weren't enrolled in the hero course at the time, you were not eligible to receive nominations. Next week, while the others are at their internships, you'll be working with me to catch up."

"Y-yes Sensei," Izuku said looking at the board and trying not to feel self-conscious. He can't help but wonder if the reason he isn't listed is only because of his transfer. He beat Todoroki in the second round and the other boy still got over 2,000 nominations. He has to wonder if, even though he placed second overall, if anyone would have wanted to sponsor the quirkless kid.

"Excuse me," Iida announces, "you were saying about the internships?"

Aizawa-sensei continues to explain the role of the internships, the one he won't get to participate in, what they're for and why they need to choose hero names. Midnight saunters up to the front of the class and poses since apparently she'll be running this exercise. Sensei pulls a sleeping bag out from under his desk and... curls up in a corner and goes off to sleep. Izuku stares at him for a moment in concern. They sure do things differently here.

"Alright everyone," Midnight says as she hands out whiteboards. "Take some time to work on your hero names and be sure to think carefully on them. You could be stuck with them your entire career. Afterwards, you'll present them to the class. Be sure to give your quirk and proper name as well for the new boy." She smiles his way but Izuku is too busy staring down at the blank whiteboard in this hand.

What the hell is he supposed to write? This morning he thought his chances of transferring were in the negatives and now he's supposed to come up with a name that could define his future as a professional hero?

"Yo, Midoriya!" He turns towards dark haired boy seated next to him. "Welcome to the class, thank you so much for kicking Todoroki's ass for me," he grins. "By the way I'm Sero, nice to meetcha!"

"Ah well I wasn't really trying to hurt him," Izuku protests weakly as he looks over at Todoroki in the back row. His face is still a bit bruised but otherwise he looks fine; he nods at Izuku when he catches him looking. "But it's uh nice to meet you too."

"I'm Kirishima!" The redheaded boy shouts from across the room, "Dude, I gotta come over there and shake your hand. You are such an inspiration. We need to spar sometime; I totally want to go up against you." Kirishima says, walking over to Izuku's desk and clapping his shoulder.

"You're supposed to be coming up with your hero names, not chatting!" Midnight snaps impatiently.

"I already have my hero name and it's not everyday we get a new student," Kirishima retorts before turning back to Izuku. "I'm serious man, you were impressive as hell. Not just anyone can take down Todoroki and Iida, not to mention leading Bakugou around by the nose." Izuku sees Kacchan's shoulder tense up in front of him.

"K-Kacchan did really well in the finals, as always his technique is amazing and he really did a number on me. I'm going to need to work twice as hard if I want to get on his level." Izuku says peacefully, he'd like to avoid a fight on his first day if at all possible.

"Pfft," Izuku hears from across the room and sees the blond with the lightning bolt in his hair snorting into his hand, "Kacchan?"

"Seriously? That's what you call him?" Sero asks with a giant grin. "You got a death wish or something? I twitch my eyebrow and he threatens to kill me." Izuku sees Kacchan's shoulders begin to tremble with barely suppressed rage.

"Didn't Present Mic say you two went to middle school together?" The frog girl says from across the room. "You must have been close to have such a cute nickname, ribbit." She gives him a smile, "also I'm Asui but call me Tsuyu."

"Wait, does Kacchan have a cute name for you too?" The pink haired girl in front of As- Tsuyu says.

"Don't fucking call me that you goddamn extras!" Kacchan shouts, slamming his hands on his desk. "Fucking Deku is just such a goddamned loser that he keeps up with his stupid baby names."

"Deku?" Uraraka asks from across the room. "It's cute I like it, what does it mean?"

"It's an alternative reading of the kanji in my first name," Izuku says looking down at the blank whiteboard in front of him. "It means useless, basically."

"Aw, Kacchan that's not very nice," the lightning bolt guy says mockingly. "Jeez, I can't believe the two of you are actually friends."

"It's been a while. Kacchan and I live in the same neighborhood so we've known each other our whole lives." Izuku says, trying to remain neutral despite Kacchan seething so close to him. But he was done cowering, he was a hero student now. He'd earned his right to be here, to speak. "And he didn't really have friends so to speak, mostly people who were intimidated or impressed by his power and followed him around."

"Ouch," a girl with earphone jacks on her ears says, smiling into her palm. Kacchan turns around in his chair and gives Izuku a positively murderous look. Izuku stares back, he'd been hoping to avoid a fight but if Kacchan attacks then he'll will be ready.

"Bakugou, turn back around and everyone else get back to your assignment, gossip on your own time." Aizawa-sensei mutters from his corner, still curled up in his sleeping bag. Kacchan looks like he's going to protest before he aggressively spins around and begins scribbling furiously on his whiteboard.

Izuku is kind of jealous; he can't think of anything to write down on his. He'd been so focused on actually getting to this point that he'd never really planned for what would happen once he actually arrived. All the names he can think of are obvious derivatives of All Might which was not something he was going to announce to the class. Besides, he wants to be his own hero.

"Alright!" Midnight says all too soon. "I want to start seeing some names! Who's first?" So begins the procession of students who bring their whiteboards up and announce their code names. Some are better than others but soon, more and more people have presented and Izuku still has nothing. His first task as a hero and he can't come up with a single idea.

"King Explosion Murder!" Kacchan shouts as the class bursts into giggles.

"Why don't you try again?" Midnight says with exasperation. Kacchan sneers and stalks back over, throwing the whiteboard roughly on his desk. They make brief eye contact.

"The fuck are you looking at, Deku?" Kacchan demands, pulling out his chair so it slams into Izuku's desk. "Bad enough I gotta put up with you in the halls now I've got you watching me all the time in class. I told you to get the fuck away from me!" Izuku is about to comment that he can't exactly get away what with his desk being right there when a thought comes to him.

Izuku stares down at the white slate of his whiteboard and slowly writes out the word. He stares down at the name that has for so long been the bane of his existence. But he's not that person anymore. He placed second in the Sports Festival, beating three students with powerful quirks and holding own for awhile against Kacchan. He wasn't useless and that name didn't define him. Not unless he chose it to. Izuku walks to the front before he can second guess himself.

"Deku?" Uraraka says, "but I thought it was an-"

"It is or it was," Izuku says, turning his eyes over to Kacchan. He puts his chin out defiantly. "I've been called everything you can think of because I was quirkless but Deku, worthless, always seemed to hit the hardest." He breaks eye contact to look down at the sloppily written name.

"I'm so glad to be here but I can't forgot all the things I had to go through along the way. This name, it's mine whether I like it or not but I'm going to stop letting it control me and embrace it. By the time I graduate this course, I hope this name will come to mean perseverance or strength, not just to everyone but to me as well. I may be quirkless but I'm through being useless."

Izuku is blushes down to his toes as a few people cheer in response and he quickly rushes back to his seat, hiding his face behind the whiteboard. He can feel Kacchan's eyes on him but Izuku doesn't even bother to look his way. He's finally ready to let go. Deku can no longer hurt him, not when he's made it his own.

"Very inspiring, Midoriya," Midnight says. "All your names are going wonderfully. Keep 'em coming, we only have a few left!" The rest of the morning flies by and before he knows, the bell rings signaling the start of lunch. Izuku takes a deep breath and slides down in his chair. This day has been one thing after another; he just needs a few minutes to absorb everything.

"Welcome to the class," Todoroki says, coming up to him. "I was pleased to see you made it."

"Thanks, I did tell you I'd do my best," Izuku answers. It's hard to look at Todoroki's face with the remnants of Izuku's punches still visible and his slightly crooked nose a permanent reminder of Izuku's loss of control. "Listen, I um, I want to apologize again for-"

"It was a fight, I understand," Todoroki interrupts, holding up his hand. "Besides," he continues on in a quieter voice, "in a way I think I should be thanking you."

"Midoriya!" Uraraka says, bouncing over. "We have got to have lunch together, we have so much to catch up on!" She seems to just notice Todoroki, "Oh, sorry, am I interrupting?"

"No, I believe we're done. Congratulations again, Midoriya," Todoroki says, turning to leave. For a second, Izuku sees Shinsou's sad and lonely back.

"Wait, why don't we all have lunch together?" He turns to Uraraka, "Is that okay? I mean I don't want to impose but I'd like to get to know everyone and I still feel I need to make up for what happened in our fight and-"

"Of course, the more the merrier!" Uraraka says, smiling brightly at Todoroki who just looks out of place.

"Just not too much merriment," Iida says as he walks over. "We need time to orient Midoriya to the individual policies of 1-A in order to acclimate him and make him a proper, functioning member of the class."

"Woah, let the guy breathe," Kirishima adds. "I'd like to join too if ya don't mind. I have got to learn more about the most badass kid in our class." Izuku can't even begin to respond to that what the door to 1-A slides open with a bang.

"How could you lie to me?" Patrick wails. "I thought we were friends, man! We had to hear from Chiura-sensei that you'd been transferred!" He flies over and Izuku is half pulled out of his chair as Patrick holds him close. "Are you too cool for us Gen Ed kids now that you're a hero student?"

"I didn't know! I swear!" Izuku defends. "The principal caught me on my way to 1-C and just took me here. I didn't know until they pushed me inside."

"Um, hi?" Uraraka says, probably debating if she needed to intervene.

"Hey!" Patrick says, turning around to face the others while still maintaining his one-armed hug. "Man, you guys are so lucky you get Midoriya; he's like one of my most favorite guys."

"Takamitsu, stop handling Midoriya like he's a piece of meat," Korudo says with an exaggerated sigh from outside 1-A's classroom. "Honestly, he moved classes not countries."

"But it's the end of an era," Patrick whines. "He's going to be so busy kicking ass and taking names that he won't have time for us anymore."

"That's not true!" Izuku says, struggling out of Patrick's hold. "It's like we agreed before the Sports Festival, we'll always be friends, no matter what. You guys," he turns to see Taketsu and Shinsou have joined Korudo in 1-A's doorframe. "You guys are the best, there's no way I could have gotten here without all of you."

"Well, all I can say is you better not slack off or I'll be taking that seat from you," Shinsou smirks.

"Wow so this is a hero classroom, it looks like ours basically." Taketsu says, wandering in and looking around.

"Sure come on in, make yourselves at home," Aizawa-sensei mutters sarcastically from the floor as he inches forward, still curled up in his sleeping bag. Taketsu squeaks and half jumps into Shinsou's arms.

"Are you Deku's friends?" Uraraka asks, she gasps and covers her mouth before turning to Izuku. "I'm sorry it just slipped out, is that okay? I know you picked that name but it's also kind of sensitive."

"Yeah, no, it's fine. It's better when you say it," Izuku says. "Honestly I'm going to need to get used to it since I chose it and all. And yes, they are. This is Patrick, Shinsou, Korudo and Taketsu is our assistant rep in 1-C." Izuku says as he introduces his friends to his, well, new friends. "How'd it go uh this morning, when Chiura-sensei told you about me I mean?"

"Everyone flipped as you can imagine," Korudo says. "I'm happy for you but I've got to say it will be weird not having you around every day." He reaches over and ruffles Izuku's hair, "How am I supposed to keep these knuckleheads in line without you?"

"More importantly, how are the heroes going to keep Midoriya in line?" Shinsou says with a mischievous glint.

"Oh come on, I'm not that bad," Izuku protests even as Kirishima and Uraraka and a few others lean forward in anticipation.

"This I gotta hear," Kirishima says with a grin. "So what can we expect from our newest student?"

"Tears, so many tears, I have met babies that cry less than Midoriya," Korudo nods sagely.

"That's not true!" Izuku adds but no one's paying him any mind.

"Hmm, he did start sobbing as soon as he walked in," Sero grins thoughtfully.

"Also he'll fight any one at any time," Patrick interjects. "For your own safety, don't ask to spar with him unless you're serious because he'll go to town on you. My bruises have bruises." Patrick complains as he rubbed his bottom.

"Ok, first off, you guys asked me to train you and second-"

"He's driven like you can't believe," Taketsu says, talking over him. "You'll get exhausted trying to keep up with him. I'm pretty sure he doesn't sleep at all."

"Also he's protective as hell," Shinsou continues. "Midoriya would light himself on fire if he thought it'd help someone out. Basically," he drawls out, "he's kind of an idiot."

"But he's our idiot," Patrick says enthusiastically, "and now he's yours too I guess. You gotta watch out for him for us, make sure he doesn't go overboard like that time he was so tired he took the wrong train and ended up in Shinjuko before he noticed."

"That was one time," Izuku says even as everyone starts laughing at his expense. But it's not like back in the day when Kacchan and his followers used to push him around. This is friendly teasing, friends just giving him a hard time. His heart feels ready to burst, look at how many people he has in his life.

"Oh I've got to hear more," Kirishima says. "Come on, let's snag a table at lunch and keep talking. I want to hear all the details, all the better to watch out for him." He says as he gives Patrick a friendly punch on the shoulder.

"We'll be here all day if you really want all the details." Patrick says, rubbing the spot Kirishima punched.

"I think we're going to need a bigger table," Taketsu says with a wry grin.

#fic: The Long Way Around #boku no hero academia #bnha fics #I'll add FF AO3 tags later

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If you wouldnt mind and get the time to, would you please write a scenario of the bakusquad befriending a male reader that's goth, and is intimidating but laid back, and they come to find out he has a super smol kitten sneeze. I havent seen many scenarios close to this and I thought it would be cute No rush but thank you if you do decide to write it😊

You weren’t sure how you even came to be part of the BakuSquad. Usually people tended to stay away from you because of your intimidating personality or so you thought. You weren’t sure why you came off as intimidating, you tended to keep to yourself and you were picky about who you chose to be friends with. You had the classic goth look, similar to Tokoyami. However, you wore black from head to toe.

Your hair was black with vibrant highlights and you always wore eyeliner. You had arm gloves, chains, and boots. Frankly, you looked like a wannabe baddie, but you didn’t care. You tended to avoid drama, which most people didn’t know seeing as they liked to talk shit and start rumors about you. Though you were only in general studies, you frequently saw the hero and support course students. Each one was popular in their own way, the hero course students were looked at as brave, heroic, and the face of the next generation of Pro Heroes.

The support course students also had an important role, they were the face of the next generation that would continue to improve weapons and hero attire. They were always working on ways to improve technology and designs which made their job a little more tricky. You never paid much mind to it, though you were somewhat envious. It must be great to be looked upon as something more than an average student. However, you were surprised the day Mina Ashido walked up to you.

“Hi there!” she greeted and you turned your head, almost positive she was speaking to someone else. A girl with pink skin and a bubbly personality really shouldn’t have been talking to someone like you, but Mina didn’t seem to care about such expectations. “My name is Mina!” she said with a smile as she extended her hand out. “I’ve seen you around! I think your style is pretty cool!” she said and your eyes widened.

That was the first time someone had actively wanted to befriend you without judgment. Of course, that was also the start of your introduction to the BakuSquad. You met the hot head Bakugou who seemed to act more like the leader of the group and you two had a few arguments. Then there was Kirishima, he was pretty nice. But he seemed a little too obsessed with working out and manliness, as he liked to call it.

Then there was Denki who seemed pretty laid back and honest, though he couldn’t overextend his quirk without short-circuiting himself. Sero was next, he generally liked to talk and seemed to have a lot to say which sometimes bored you. Overall, there were so many different personalities within the group, you almost felt like the normal one. It was nice though, having so many friends and on occasion they even defended your name which meant a lot to you.

They tended to drag you into everything they did, whether it was shopping at the mall. Watching a movie or playing video games. It was a little crazy how much your life had changed since the day Mina decided to talk to you and while some of them, mainly Denki and Kirishima were still intimated by you. Overall, you were grateful. Despite the fact you still tended to keep most things to yourself, you hadn’t opened up to the group completely yet.

Part of you wanted to keep it that way, but somehow life decided to be cruel to you one day. It was a normal game night, Kirishima and Bakugou were at it. Playing some sort of fighting game, Kirishima was screaming the whole time and claiming that Bakugou was cheating. “Shut the hell up, dumbass! Get better at the game before you accuse me of cheating!” he snarled back and you chuckled from your position on the couch, you preferred to watch them play as opposed to being a player.

You turned your head when you heard Mina humming, “I got the popcorn!” she declared, holding the large bowl of buttery goodness in her hands before plopping down next to you. She didn’t hesitate to get close and nestled herself against your shoulder. “So who's winning?” she questioned before shoving a handful of popcorn into her mouth. You shrugged in response, “I’m not sure, though Bakugou might be cheating.” you teased and watched as the blond’s head turned.

“Shut it before I shove this controller down your throat, DUMBASS.” he growled and Mina chuckled in response. “He sounds pretty normal if he is cheating,” she said and Denki let out a sigh as he laid himself over the top of the couch. “When am I going to get a turn?” he whined before noticing the bowl of popcorn Mina had. “No way man! You broke the controller last time you played!” Kirishima responded and Denki pouted as he reached for the popcorn bowl.

“Hey! That wasn’t entirely my fault! I just got too excited.” he replied before popping a few pieces of popcorn into his mouth. “Pff, dude you were using your quirk when you were playing and it nearly blew the controller up,” Sero said as he approached and took a seat next to Mina. “Why are you guys always picking on me!?” he whined as he flailed his arms, “Shut up!” Bakugou snapped as he tried to concentrate on his game, the little characters on the screen continuing to beat the shit out of each other.

“Why not? You’re easy to pick on,” you replied and smirked as you watched Denki glare at you. “Least I don’t wear scary clothes all the time,” he replied and your eyes shot open. “Oh no …” Mina muttered and jumped back when you pointed a gloved finger at Denki. “Listen here you little-” you felt your nose twitch, oh no. You quickly covered your mouth, a soft kitten-like noise escaping you. “Damn it,” you growled before wiping your nose, you hated sneezing. But, you lifted your head when you felt eyes on you.

“Hm?” the whole BakuSquad seemed frozen and their eyes were wide, Mina had a smile on her face and Bakugou just looked plain annoyed. “That’s the cutest sneeze I’ve ever heard!” Mina cried out as she ruffled your hair, “It was like a kitten! So adorable!” she declared as her cheeks flushed. Denki chuckled and rubbed the back of his head, “I mean ...it was kind of cute.” he agreed and Kirishima smirked. “Heck yeah! I didn’t know you were capable of sneezing like that.” Bakugou rolled his eyes at Kirishima’s words.

“What’s the big deal? It’s a sneeze. We all do it, dumbasses,” he muttered and Sero shook his head. “I don’t know man, not like Y/n’s sneeze. I kind of want to hear it again.” you looked with horror as Mina, Kirishima, Sero, and Denki all locked eyes on you. “Yeah …” they said in unison before grabbing your arms. You cried out as they pulled you off the couch and toward the kitchen, Mina was running ahead of them. “I’ll get the pepper!” she declared and you began to kick your legs, attempting to escape.

“I ...I never agreed to this!” you said, despite the fact your cheeks were still red from their compliments. “Doesn’t matter, kitten sneeze!” Denki teased as he tried to avoid your legs.“Yeah! Come on! Just one more sneeze for us and then you can go back to doing whatever.” Kirishima said and Sero nodded in agreement. “Or go back to watching Kirishima and Bakugou play their game.” Bakugou was still sitting in the living room, a scowl on his face for having his game interrupted. “Fucking idiots …” he muttered and you let out a sigh, your head dropping. What was so wrong with being a loner again?

#bakusqaud #bnha reader insert #bnha requests #bnha x multicharacter #zane-choi

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