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CHAPTER ONE back from rehab

SYNOPSIS the beginning of a teenage girl named y/n who is fresh out of rehab but doesn't intend to stay clean.

FROM THE WRITER AHH IM SORRY IM LATE GUYS!! This is the first chapter I'm ever writing, I took some inspo from episode 1 but I'm going to have to cut each episode into fourths because I really don't want to spend a whole week trying to finish a whole episode and school work. But I hope you guys really enjoy this chapter as much as I did - Love you guys, Sapiyah <3

WARNINGS Lots of unnecessary writing, female! reader, mentions of drugs and drinking, strong sexual content, nudity, violence, adult content, adult language, scenes might be uncomfortable for some, some scenes might include mentions of mental illness'

SERIES EUPHORIA

CHARACTERS INCLUDED members of the bakusquad & dekusquad, big three(?), some characters of class 1A

NOTES MDNI! Ageless blogs will be blocked or removed.

Readers discretion is advised

Suddenly, the whole world goes dark and nothing else matters except the person standing in front of you.

You were once happy. Content.

Sloshing and swimming around your own private, primordial pool; Then one day, for reasons beyond your control, you were continuously and repeatedly crushed...

Over..and over.. again by the cervix of your mother, M/n.

You put up a good fight, but eventually lost, for the first time, but not the last.

You were born 3 days after 9/11, your mother and father spent two days in the hospital, holding you under the soft glow of the television, watching those towers fall over and over again, until the feeling of grief gave away to numbness.

And then, without warning, a middle-class childhood in the American suburbs.

You were sitting at the dinner table with your mother, M/n, and Father, F/n. But it appeared something else had gotten your attention, a set of numerous lights above the dinner table, in which you wanted to count.

"Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen.."

" What are you looking at y/n?"

"..."

"What are you doing? ..Y-y/n look at me."

"One, two, three, .."

"What are you doing Y/n?"

*cries*

"Id say she's suffering from obsessive compulsive disorder..."

Its not like you were physically abused..

"...attention deficit disorder..."

..Or had some type of clean water storage..

"..general anxiety disorder.."

..Or was molested by a family member.

"..and possibly bipolar disorder. But she's a little bit too young to tell."

So, explain this shit to me.

"Honey, it's just the way your brain was hardwired; Plenty of great, intelligent, funny, interesting and creative people have struggled with the same things you struggle with."

"Like who?"

"Vincent Van Gogh, Sylvia Plath, and even Brittney Spears, your favorite!"

You haven't remembered much from the ages of eight to twelve. Just that the world moved fast, and your mind moved slow.

"Does anyone have an idea of what a perception might be?"

And every now and then, if you focused on the way you breathed...

You'd die.

"Slow down, just breathe"

Until every second of the day, you'd find yourself trying to outrun your anxiety.

"What's wrong Y/n?"

..And quite frankly..

"I'm just fucking exhausted"

Coming down to the kitchen, you could hear the small talk between your mother and younger sister, S/N.

"You said the doctor was in our network. How can he suddenly be out of network?"

"I can't afford it."

"Did you see that video of the girl who got acid thrown at her face?"

"What? No.."

"It's pretty fucked up.."

"Mom do you know where the tampons are?"

"In my bathroom, right under the sink."

And at one point, you'd make a choice of who you are and what you want.

"Alright Gia, let's go"

"Why do the co-payments cost $300?"

"Y/n did you eat breakfast?"

".."

"What's with the glasses?"

"What glasses?"

You just happened to show up one day, without a map or a compass..

"Attention students, we need to lockdown."

..Or to be honest, anyone capable of giving on iota of good fucking advice.

And I know it all seems sad but guess what? You did not build this system up, nor fuck it up yourself.

But then it happens. That moment where your breath starts to slow. And every time you breathe, you breathe out all the oxygen you have.

Then everything stops: Your heart, your lungs, then finally, your brain. And everything you feel, you wish, and want to forget, it all just sinks.

And then suddenly... you give it air again, give it life again.

You remember the first time it happened, where you were so scared you wanted to call 911. Go to the hospital and be kept alive by machines and apple juice. But you didn't want to look like an idiot, and you didn't want to fuck up everyone else's night.

And now overtime, that's all you've wanted.. those two seconds of nothingness.

You spent a good portion of summer before junior year in rehab. God granted you the serenity to accept things you cannot change, the courage to change the things you can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

"Y/N," your sister yelled from afar, greeting you after your long leave. You smiled, and whilst running up to her, tried to continue the conversation with your younger sibling.

"Hey, Come here!"

"How are you?"

"Good, I missed you."

"I missed you too."

"Look at you, are you growing?"

"No."

Looking over, you see your mother standing by your family car.

"Hey," you yelled out to her, only to receive a small smile from her.

And with that. you knew it was your time to go.

"I'm very happy for you Y/n. You're about to start a brand-new chapter," Your mother says while driving you and your sister to school. You looked at her with a smile, then turned your attention back to the car window.

You had no intentions of staying clean. And yet, Jirou just moved into town.

"There's some new girl in town that I think you'll be friends with," Shoto said, with you standing beside him in his store.

"Who?"

"Shit, I don't know. She came in looking all punk rock and shit; So I'm thinking to myself, like, 'look like somebody Y/n would be friends with'."

Which was sort of a dead-on observation for Shoto, who's not normally revolving in the same direction as planet earth.

"So how long have you been back?" He asked.

"About five days."

"And how are you feeling?"

"I mean, ever since I gave my life over to my lord and savior Jesus Christ, things have been, like, really good."

"Word? That's what's up," You chuckled at his snarky remark, giving him a small smile.

"I'm fucking with you," you said whilst laughing, "It was a joke."

"Shit, hey, I don't judge," he defended, hands raising to just above his chest.

"But for real, is Deku in the back?"

"Are you serious?" Shoto questioned, seeming very disappointed in you.

"What, you think cause' I went to rehab I stayed clean?"

"I mean, ain't that the point?" he asks.

"Yeah, well, the world is coming to an end, and I haven't even graduated high school yet."

You gave Shoto one more smile before going to Deku, whilst Shoto stared at you the entire way there; There was a hint of sadness in his eyes, but since you were too busy looking for Deku, you didn't see.

You opened one of the doors of the refrigerators, leading you right to him with a bowl of fruit loops,"I thought your ass was dead," he said one he saw your appearance.

"And I thought you had Asperger's till I realized your just a prick," you barked back.

"This a fickle industry, y'all come and go. I'm just trying to stack my cash, pay off our mortgage," he said while pulling out a bunch of plastic bags out of a microwave.

"So what the fuck do you want?" You gave him a knowing look before he handed you needed.

"You sure you don't want to try something new?" He asks you.

"Like what?"

"2C-T-2, 2C-T-7, and 5-MeO-DIPT."

"I'm sorry I have no fucking idea of what you just said."

"It doesn't matter," he stated, "but this shit, is fucking lit."

"What is it?"

"N-diisopropyl-5-methoxytryptamine. It's a fast-acting psychedelic."

Got some similarities to LSD, but with, like, key differences. Not as visual as shit, but definitely a sense distorter.

"What's wrong?" That same dark purple hair girl questioned.

"I'm just so happy," you responded back.

"I don't know, this shits been going off in Tampa, and mad people like to fuck with this," Deku continued on with his descriptions with the drug.

"Okay. Yeah, why not."

"That'll be 120."

"Oh uh, Shoto said he'd spot me."

"Shoto doesn't spot nobody."

"Yeah, well, it's a post-rehab discount, so you should ask him."

"I will go ask him, cause' I know your full of shit."

Those were the last words he said before you walked out. Those were the last words you heard before you saw the same two boys in freshman year.

Bakugo and Kirishima.

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freestyle-crocodile-trashpile · 8 months

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Locker room?

Summary:Your trans and don't know which locker room to go to

Type:Scenario:Class 1A & FTM!Reader

Version:Mha

At first, you figured you didn't think it'd be a problem. But when you saw the actual locker rooms you panicked.

"...ah, shit"

The girls' and boys' locker rooms were directly across from each other, and there weren't any bathrooms nearby. The closest one was all the back by the classroom, and then some, that'd take too long. But you're a boy, right? Yeah, the class sees you as a boy, you go change in the boys' room. But what if something happens? You gulp and look between the two locker rooms. Yes, you have an under shirt on, but you don't have a packer, and since the activity has something to do with gym you'd have to take your binder off, or maybe you could keep it on? No, that's not safe... but it'd work. No, no, don't keep your binder on. People have said to just wear two sports bras. But you didn't have two sports bras on you, especially since you didn't think your class would be doing this one the first day. You start to panic, gripping your binder through your shirt. Before you could panic to much a hand landed on your shoulder, alittle startled you turned around.

"L/n"

It was Mr.Aizawa, your teacher.

"M-Mr.Aizawa, hey...."

He didn't look to pleased.

"Why aren't you changing?"

Even though he's seen your school record and has seen the F on it. He still looked towards the boys locker rooms.

"O-Oh, I-......um, it's just...."

You looked down at the floor, and he sighed, pointing down the hall from which you guys came.

"Go change in the bathrooms, it's the first day, not many people will be in there. And hurry up, I won't wait forever"

Your face lights up and you nod.

"Yes, sir! I'll be quick"

After he told you that, you'd always change in the bathrooms, and at some point, Mr.Aizawa gave you the key for a staff bathroom so you wouldn't have to worry about students. And yes, he let the other staff members know about this so you wouldn't have to worry about being yelled at. It was going great and really easy until it started getting later in the year, when you started befriending your class. It was Denki started it.

"Yeah, and did you see what Kirishima did? He was like,"

Denki then turned to you and did his best impression of Kirishima, which made you laugh.

"He looked nothing like that"

You laughed some more before you realized you were standing in the boys' locker room, you gulped, but Denki didn't notice.

"Yeah, probably, but he still did that, didn't you Kirishima?"

Kirishima was clueless to what was happening.

"Huh? What happened?"

Denki stared at him for a moment before explaining it to him while you stood there frozen before walking to your locker, which luckily was by Iida and Shoji, so you'd be fine from Mineta.

"Ah, hello l/n. I have yet to see you in here"

Iida didn't seem to mean in harm in that, but it made you worry.

"Y-Yeah, I've been using the bathroom before changing, so you guys probably finish changing before I can back"

Iida let out a small 'ah' before nodding and turning back to his locker. You sighed and slowly took off your blazer, looking down at your brief case you panicked slightly. How were you gonna do this? Your hero costume purposely had many layers, so you could hide your chest without a binder, but now you were surrounded by boys. You looked between Iida and Shoji before noticing the privacy curtains. Your eyes lit up, but Mineta still worried you. You gulped and grabbed your brief case, which had your hero costume in it. Walking into one of the open curtains, you closed it and quickly got changed. Walking out, you notice the majority of the boys are still in here. You sigh and sit down infront of your locker to put your shoes on.

"L/n!"

You jump slightly and look up at Denki, who appeared in front of you. Giving him a small 'Mm?', telling him to continue he crouched down to your level.

"So, me, Kirishima, and Sero were all planning something for later. And wanted to know if you'll come with us"

You looked a little confused, especially when you noticed Sero and Kirishima staring at the two of you.

"Uh, s-sure, what are you planning?"

Denki stared at you for a second before snickering.

"Don't worry about it, we'll come get you later, so just get ready once you get home."

Denki left with a wink and finger guns before walking over to Kirishima and Sero, giving them what looked like an okay as the two got excited and sent thumbs up your way. You were clearly confused but brushed it off. The next day at school, you were pretty tired. The three boys had made you come with them and practically dragged you around the city doing random shit with them. Apparently, it was because Mina and Bakugou said no, so you we're their next choice. When it was time to change, you stretched for a moment before someone grabbed your arm and started dragging you, not literally.

"Sorry about the boys, Kaminari probably dragged you around alot"

Looking at Mina, you laugh slightly.

"Yeah, but it wasn't just him, Kirishima and Sero too"

Mina huffed and pushed open the doors to the girls' locker room, making you go through the same panic, just a little more calm than in the boys' locker room.

"Those three....welp, at least you got some cool stuff, right?"

She turned to you, and you gave a smile and nod. She seemed happy with that answer and let you go. Looking around for your locker, you noticed Jirou looking at you confused. You just shrugged and pointed at Mina. Before walking over to your locker. Which was next to Momo and Tsu. You felt a little more comfortable changing in the girls' locker room, but it still changed in the privacy stall. None of the girls seemed to care that you were in there. Some of them, like Uraraka and Jirou, were a little confused, but nothing else. This started becoming a pattern. If you were talking to one of the girls or boys, they'd probably drag you into the locker rooms. Bakugou and Todoroki wouldn't, though, probably because they don't talk to you a lot, or it's because you don't talk to them either way they won't drag you into the locker rooms. It's weird, and even Mr.Aizawa caught on to this weird pattern. It only stopped when you were one day walking with Mina and Denki. The three of you were to deep into a conversation to even realize. Cause the moment Denki grabbed your arm, so did Mina. They both walked in two different directions, confusing you and tugging at your arm. The two of them looked at each other and stared.

"Guys....."

They didn't seem to hear you.

"What are you doing?"

Mina looked at Denki confused as she said that.

"Taking L/n to the locker rooms, what are YOU doing?"

Mina was quiet before looking at you.

"The same thing..."

The two looked at each other before giving one another a stern look.

"But L/n is a dude"

"L/n is a girl"

They were practically in sync, turning to look over your shoulder. You looked at Jirou and Kirishima, who were standing behind you guys, not too far either. Giving them a pleading look and mouthing a help me, before you suddenly got pulled hard by Denki.

"No, l/n is a boy! I've seen the stuff!"

Mina yanked you as well, making it alittle difficult for Denki.

"No...cause I've seen the stuff to!.....wait...how have you seen the stuff? L/n changing in the privacy stalls"

Kirishima walked over and pryed both their hands away as the two continued to argue.

"Uh... there's been times when he didn't change. I'm the privacy stall, so....yeah"

Kirishima looked heavily confused and Jirou was holding in her laughter.

"He did?"

Denki looked at Kirishima. And Mina pushed Denkis shoulder slightly.

"See! You haven't seen the stuff"

Denki huffed and turned to Mina.

"Well...you haven't either"

You ended up sneaking off to the bathrooms, leaving Mina and denki to try and figure it out by themselves. Near the end of the day Mina and Denki were standing in front of the door, preventing you from leaving.

"L/n!"

They both said at the same time, their loud voices caught the attention of most of the class. You gulped and took a step back, you were pretty sure you knew were this was going.

"So, we've talked, and asked some of our classmates, even some over students, and...no one had a solid answer."

Mina had a weirdly stern look on her face as she spoke.

"Yeah, so....what are you?"

You stared at Denki and gulped, this wasn't thr conversation you wanted to have infront of the class

"Yeah, I'm curious too, how comes you get to go into the girls locker room?"

Of course it was Mineta. You sighed and rubbed the back of your neck.

"I usually change in the bathrooms for this reason exactly....but I'm a guy"

Minas face dropped, and Denki laughed.

"SEE! SE-"

Denki stopped and looked at you. Now he was confused.

"Then....why do you also change in the girls locker room."

You looked down and rubbed the back of your neck.

"Do....Do we have to have this conversation infront of the whole class"

You didn't think the class was even listening, until you heard some of them talk.

"I think you should, since I'm sure everyone here is wondering the same thing"

Iida....why'd you have to say something. You sighed and looked around the class room, everyone was looking at you.

"Hurry this up, I don't want to be stuck here"

Bakugou grumbled next to you, which made you jump. You didn't even know he was there. But thinking about it, you've realized how messed up it actually sounds. It'd be best to just tell them. You take a deep breath in, even though it was more shaky then anything. Looking at the ground you finally spoke.

"...I'm trans....that's why"

Denki didn't seem to get it, but you heard a few signs of relief from behind you.

"Thank god that's what it is, I thought for a second there you were some creep like Mineta."

You looked at Sero, almost horrified by his remark, but he's got a point.

"I'm right here ya know"

You sighed.

"Sorry... I didn't want it to seem like that. I just kinda panicked and instantly go to the privacy stalls"

Lucky, no one seemed to care you were trans. And actually supported you, but after you said that Bakugou huffed something along the lines of 'you damn extras always wasting my time, blah blah blah' something like that.

[A/n:This was alot longer than intended 😅. I hope you enjoyed]

#mha x male reader #mha x reader #mha class 1a #ftm #ftm reader #bnha x male reader #bnha x reader #mha #bnha #mha aizawa #bnha aizawa #mha kaminari

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babygirlizu · 7 months

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HQ of the illustration for the new OVA ‘UA HEROES BATTLE’ ‼️

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bouncybongfairy · 8 months

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Miscomuniaction Part 2

Izuku Midoriya x Fem Reader

Summary: After being unexpectedly confronted by Izuku for dream walking, you deny doing so out of fear and a bit of embarrassment. That night, the class hung out to bond and get to know one another a bit better. Later, when you get a private moment with Izuku in your dorm, you confess to your feelings and invasion of privacy. The following day, you go out for breakfast and go to the gym with Izuku. You then get a confronting text from Mina about whether you and Deku are a thing.

Word Count: 2k+

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Part 3 is now posted!!

(I didn't expect part 1 to do as well as it did! Made me a bit nervous while writing part 2 but I hope everyone likes it!)

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You were taken back, your heart felt like it was going to pound out of your chest. Not only were you nervous because you did exactly what he accused you of but also because you looked like a hot mess. Not in the way Izuku looked though, he looked messy but in a very hot way minus the mess. Part of you was worried that he would be genuinely mad at the invasion of privacy but he was well within his right if so. You could not stop eyeing him up and down but did make eye contact.

“No, um I’ve been studying all night. Never even went to sleep,” you said pointing at your desk that was covered in assignments and textbooks.

“Oh uh- sorry I just had a really vivid. I guess I assumed because your quirk was- you know what, never mind sorry to wake you.

“I was already awake, remember?” you laugh nervously.

“Right well I have to go,” he said walking back to his dorm.

You felt bad for gaslighting him like that, but there was no way you were admitting to dreamwalking. When you got comfortable in bed, you passed out until around 6 p.m. You felt like a bear coming out of hibernation, stretching with a dazed look on your face. After a couple more minutes of rotting in bed, you get up and make yourself look presentable before entering the kitchen. All your peers were either in the common room or surrounding the kitchen island.

“Y|N! I was just about to wake you up, everyone decided we were going to have a game night. Sato is gonna bake some sweets while we decide what to play,” Mena said, locking arms with Momo.

“That sounds so fun, are we starting now?” you asked.

“No, I have to go to the store and pick up a couple of ingredients,” Sato replied.

After most of the boys left for the store, the girls ended up in Momo’s room, all sitting on her enormous bed. Most of you had a make-up bag in front of you, occasionally rummaging through the contents to find that one specific brush. The topic of conversation started out with being irritated about how much they limited make-up use during school hours. Then it turned into how much potential was in the air tonight. Feeling a bit of pressure to look good in front of the boys.

“Isn’t that a little sad, even sexist to make tonight about wanting to be eye candy for the boys? Do you really want to put that much work into yourself for a guy like Kaminari?” Jirou asked.

“Well for me, the weekend is the only time I can do my make-up full out. Like contacts and everything, so I do it for myself. Not to mention if I was dolling myself up for a boy it wouldn’t be for Pikachu,” you said, making a couple of other girls laugh and agree.

“Fair enough, just not my scene I guess,” She replied. The conversation then turned to class crushes, you were thankful you had a foundation. If not, you would have been bright red.

Mina ended up confessing that she and Kirishima shared a kiss in his dorm room while they were studying together. You were pretty shocked by this, I guess you assumed everyone was as preoccupied with school and training as you were. Nobody had anything to top that, other than Mineta’s invitations to study. It was like a domino effect, everyone was spilling their guts about their hidden feelings about certain peers. Most girls like either Todoroki or Bakugo which was to be expected, they were only getting better. When asked if you had a crush you explained that you were trying to focus on school which wasn’t entirely a lie. All the girls then dispersed to get changed into comfy pajamas, including yourself. You changed into a matching set of pjs, a simple black cotton tank top, and matching shorts. It had these cute baby blue-toned elephants printed onto them. You were pretty nervous about hanging out with Izuku after everything that happened. You felt like you were playing with his emotions, were you really about to flirt with him after gaslighting him this morning? Now that you were thinking about this morning, you couldn’t stop admiring how he looked. Like he literally rolled out of his bed and walked over to your door. Normally he was quite reserved with his appearance, he wasn’t the type of guy to tailor his style to show off his physic. I don’t know, you just felt like you saw him so raw and it gave you that weird feeling in your stomach. After throwing on some socks you made your way out into the common area. When everyone was starting to gather, Sato was pulling some type of baked goods out of the oven. You thought about sitting directly next to Izuku but you decided sitting directly across from him would be better. That way you would see his facial expressions or body language. God, you felt like such a weirdo.

Instead of playing a boring game, everyone sat around and talked. At first, many boys gave awkward compliments to the girls on their done-up appearances. Todoroki even asked if you were wearing contacts, and when you said yes he complimented how they looked. You and Izuku made direct eye contact right after which made you feel worse. Even if you weren’t crushing on Izuku, you wouldn’t like Todoroki. You just couldn’t with his monotone voice and dead stare. After that Sato starts talking about how if he weren’t in the hero course, he would love to own a bakery.

“I would do off-the-wall stuff, like trying to combine different combinations of pastries,” he said.

“Maybe once you go pro you can get an endorsement for a pastry company,” Sue said.

“If I weren’t doing this I would probably be a therapist. My quirk is dream walking so I could help people process some of their trauma by seeing exactly what they think about,” you said while taking a sip of your water bottle.

“Wow that’s so pure, I would just want to be a musician,” Jirou said.

The conversation then turned to each other's love interests, it was bound to happen sooner or later. The topic came into conversation when the girls were talking about different musicians they liked. Even the fictional ones like 4-Town from Turning Red which made all of you laugh. When the boys started roasting the girls about their types of men, you guys started asking what they liked about girls. They were saying stereotypical things, like natural makeup, long hair, comfy clothing, and things like that. Jirou pointed out that the only things they listed were physical, she then asked what they actually liked about girls.

“I’m a pretty clingy guy so I like a girl that wants to be with me a lot. Like if she goes to the gym and works out with me and stuff,” Kirishima said.

“Girls who have a really good sense of humor but not in a dark humor kinda way. Just girls who know how to be playful,” Sero said.

“I like girls who can communicate their feelings. It can be fun at first when you’re trying to dig through her emotions at first. It’s just nice when a girl knows when to be vulnerable with her thoughts. It sucks when you can’t see an opportunity due to a miscommunication,” as Izuku said, looking directly at you.

“Alright Deku didn’t know you were a women expert,” Kaminari said which made everyone burst into laughter. You were grateful for this because it took the attention off both of you.

Everyone then started to eat the treats that Sato made, which were incredible. He was blushing as your peers were showering him with compliments. You noticed that Izuku was walking back to his dorm, you threw away a cupcake wrapper and followed him. You caught up to him as he was opening his door. You tapped him on the shoulder, When you turned around he looked tired, his eyes were kind of puffy.

“Can we talk? Do you wanna come to my dorm?” you asked, his face turned a deep red as he shook his yes. You used the elevator to get to your dorm, using your key to let yourself in. You walked in before him and picked a couple of loose clothes that were on the bed, clearing a space for you guys to sit.

“I’m sorry that I wasn’t honest with you this morning. I did look into your dreams last night and I know I shouldn’t have and it was wrong. Trust me I’ve been feeling really guilty. I was just scared it would be awkward if I told you that I like you if you didn’t feel the same way. I know that’s not an excuse. I should have been more upfront,” you said, playing with your fingernail while keeping eye contact, to keep your apology sincere.

“It was such a vivid dream, I kinda figured you were probably lying, but I’m glad you’re telling me now. I think it’s pretty obvious that I like you,” he said.

“I don’t know, I kinda thought you had a thing for Uraraka. Everyone I talk to seems to think you guys both like each other,” you said.

“She’s a really smart and pretty girl but she just lacks a certain maturity. I see her more as a friend,” he said.

“Well, I’m thrilled that I came clean about it. I just want you to know that I am really sorry and I totally respect your privacy,” you said, setting your hand on top of his.

“Don’t sweat it, and speaking of dreams I’m glad I finally know what it looks like in here,” he said looking around.

Your walls were covered in posters, you didn’t use the overhead light. Instead, you had two yellow-toned lamps; one on your desk and the other in one corner of the room. You always kept your swamp cooler at 69, you couldn’t sleep if you got too hot. Your bed was covered in plushies, Izuku even complimented you on your All Might plush.

“Can I take you out tomorrow? We can grab breakfast and then go to the gym after if that sounds good to you,” he offered.

“Yeah, what time should I be ready?” you asked.

“Is 8 am okay?” he asked.

“Yeah I can’t wait,” you said, as you walked him out, you gave him a kiss on the cheek before he left.

As you were washing the makeup off your face, you had an overwhelming sense of relief now that you had come clean. Not to mention you now knew for sure that he liked you and you were going on a date tomorrow morning. It was times like this that you were grateful for doing all your homework at the beginning of the weekend. After Izuku left, you got ready for bed and fell asleep. Your alarm clock is what wakes you up in the morning. It was 7:15 a.m., giving you 45 minutes to get ready. You didn’t need much time because it wasn’t like you were gonna wear makeup to the gym. After changing into some workout clothes, you go on your phone to pass the time. Hearing the knock on the door made your heart pound so hard, that your head began to hurt for just a second. When you were walking down the hall, you couldn’t help but admire his appearance. He looked sleepy in his eyes and his hair was wild. His tee shirt was tight and really showcased the muscle mass in his arms and back. You stopped at a little food stand and bought a couple of things, both of you knew working out on an empty stomach can suck. You stop at a little coffee shop and sit at a booth together while you eat. Making small talk back and forth about different moves they are trying to master and what type of workouts they prefer.

“I’ve been working on my legs a lot lately so I wanted to focus on my arms and core today,” Izuku said.

“I’ve been doing a lot of cardio, Aizawa has been having me do nothing but strength training while I’m in class. So I try not to push myself too hard when I go to the gym,” you said taking a bite of your breakfast sandwich.

“Yeah that makes sense, have you noticed your training helping in your combat,” he asked, taking a sip of his (practically all creamer) coffee.

“Oh yeah, my endurance is so much better. I feel a lot stronger with my attacks and can fight for longer periods without getting winded,” you said.

“I noticed that you’ve been getting really good at that one drop kick you do,” he said, laughing a little.

“You’ve been watching me?” you joke playfully.

“Maybe a little,” he said, which made your stomach flip.

The walk to the gym was quiet; In fact, you didn’t really talk most of the time you were together. Izuku wanted to focus on weights whereas you wanted to use the treadmill for cardio. At first, you thought it would be weird to go to the gym together as a date and then be separated the entire time. However, you realized how attractive he looked while lifting weights after a while. He normally had a charming look on his face but when he was working out he looked so concentrated and almost angry. His face was bright red and his chest was rising and falling so rapidly. He was sweating As you were taking a break for water you noticed you had a message from Mina that read:

did you and Deku hook up last night? Uraraka just asked me idk what to tell her

#fanfic writing #izuku midoriya #izuku x reader #izuku x y/n #my hero acedamia fanfic #mha x reader #mha oc #mha class 1a #deku x y/n #deku x reader #deku x you #boku no hero academia #bnha

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As a child, Shoto did not care for his birthday.

At school, the teachers and other kids would try to make him feel excited about it, but it never worked. After a few years they gave up.

At home, there were nobody to celebrate with.

His mom used to give him a piece for cake and a secret present, but she's gone now.

His father would barley acknowledge the day, and when he did, it was only to remind him that he was one year older, and was expected to perform as such.

His older siblings would always draw him a little birthday card and sign it with their names, which Shoto loved, because it helped him guess some parts about their personalities.

Fuyumi's handwriting was pretty, she held her pen lightly, and always spelt right.

Touya's name was always signed with black pen, usually looking hasty, but he did put a little flame next to his name.

Natsuo always wrote his name in crayon, and sometimes he spelled it wrong. Fuyumi would always correct it.

Then, one year they just stopped. The year after they were back again, but now they were only signed by two names.

Shoto did not like to think about that.

When he's a teenager, Shoto isn't sure how he feels about his birthday.

At school, his friends and classmates makes Bakugo make cold soba for dinner, Sato bakes him a strawberry cake, and they all give him gifts that shows him that they truly know him.

His teachers pats his head, touches his shoulder, or give rare smiles, all acknowledging the birthday in their own way.

It makes Shoto feel seen, cared for and appreciated, and he isn't sure what to do with that.

Now, he can visit his mom with both Fuyumi and Natsuo, and they all eat cake together.

His siblings get him a thoughtful, but funny gift, and a home drawn birthday card that Fuyumi signs with her pretty handwriting, and Natsuo signs with colored pens.

It makes Shoto feel a warm fuzziness inside he hasn't felt in many, many years.

When he turns 20, Shoto looks forward to his birthday.

His friends all takes time out of their busy schedules to come to visit him, even though they're all busy being heroes, nobody misses the day.

They go out for cold soba, Bakugo complains that his would be better, and Ochako suggests that Bakugo make it himself next year.

He doesn't object.

They all go back to his apartment, and even if it's a little crowded and some of them have to sit on the floor, they all enjoy eating Sato's strawberry cake and talking about their UA days.

Shoto feels warm inside.

Earlier that day, he had lunch with his family.

His entire family.

Shoto is a little nervous about it, having his parents together after the divorce, but somehow it's nicer than it ever was when they were married.

His siblings gives him a framed picture taken of them all when they visited the botanic gardens a few months ago.

They give him a home drawn birthday card. This year, there are three signatures.

Fuyumi's pretty handwriting, Natsuo's colored pens, and Touya's ink black signature with the little flame next to it.

Shoto thinks that birthdays might be worth celebrating, after all.

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