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trafalgarya · 1 year

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Momo Yaoyorozu x Sub Male Reader — NSFW Headcanons

just momo yaoyorozu nsfw headcanons because i'd be such a slut for her. and also i'm a boy, so yeah, ✨ male reader ✨

aged-up momo

TW : mommy kink, penetration, strap-on, oral (giving and receiving), soft dom!momo yaoyorozu, sub!male reader, praising kink, sex-toys, teasing, orgasm control, begging, nipple sucking, masturbation, use of "slut", a bit of ooc ig, analingus (receiving, mention of giving too)

Momo doesn't mind being in a relationship with a submissive male. She really accepts her S/O for who he is, and his preference for being the dom or the dommed isn't an exception.

Something about Momo screams mommy kink, and no one can tell me otherwise. There's something so powerful yet delicate and soft about her, it's truly fascinating.

She'd please the shit out of you in bed. As she's riding your cock in cowgirl position, she'll wrap her arms around your neck, kissing you softly, and praising you for doing so good.

Sex with her is usually slow and sensual, she wants to enjoy every second of it.

I feel like she'd wear lingerie during sex. She'd also grab your wrists and place your hands on her boobs, moaning softly while she guides your movements.

Call her Mistress and she'd be heads over heels for you. Calling her that makes her feels so powerful and assertive. That turns her on and reminds her of how much she's in control of you. You're entirely hers, and that thought alone makes her happy.

I feel like she'd use sex toys that she made herself with her quick. Putting a gag in your mouth as she's behind you, fondling your nipples with the tip of her long nails, making you shiver, while she's gently stroking the tip of your cock. She'd kiss your neck softly and smirk whenever you moan at these stimulations. She'd also praise you, of course.

"That's good, baby, being so good for your Mistress~", she'd whisper in your ear with a gentle voice.

I feel like she adores your body. Not surprising, though, with her hands always caressing your torso.

I see her as an oral lover too. You, being on your knees, and Momo grabbing your hair firmly as she's forcing you to lick her pussy and sucking her clit, legs opened. She'd ride your face, too. And, if you're fine with it, she'll also try the same but with her asshole. And if you obediently swallow the cum that's leaking from her private part, she'll rewarn you by pushing you on the bed and sucking your dick so well, turning her tongue on the tip and deep-throating you, digging her cheeks and doing some noise to give you an even better experience. You're not allowed to touch her, though.

She is into orgasm control. Whenever she feels you're close, she'll stop everything, and you'll have to beg your Mistress for her to continue.

"Hm~ ? You want me to continue ? Then, why won't you beg for it, hm ? Come on, use your words, pretty boy."

She'll tease the shit out of you too. Your hands tied behind your back with soft rope, she'll place herself in front of you, open her legs, and start to sensually sucking a dildo and then putting it inside her. She won't stop until you're begging for her to touch you. Show her how much you crave her touch, and only here, she'll help you with that erection of yours.

She also loves to get her nipples sucked. While she's softly masturbating you, she'll place her hand behind your head, guiding it right through her nipples. They're sensitive, though, so that's where she'll moan the most when stimulated. If you're trying to provoke her on purpose by nibbling it, she'll put you in your place.

Her punishment are often tough and harsh. If she's punishing you, it's for a good reason. Thrusting her fat and big strap into you, firmly holding your hips, she'll free one hand to put her fingers in your mouth.

"Shut up and behave, slut. You want me to punish you some more, hm ? You know i wouldn't like that."

I feel like she'd also ruin your orgasm in punition. She'll put you in a chastity cage, that she'll tighten at the maximum, and slamming her hips onto yours, not finishing until she's satisfied. You could be screaming, crying or drooling that she won't stop.

If she's not using a strapon, she'd finger you hard. Placing her entire hand in your asshole and go back and forth in it, she'll be harsh.

I also feel like she'd ask you to place yourself in doggy-style position, placing herself behind you, and she'll start to lick your ass, milking you by the way. I don't know why. She just... loves that.

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reverie-starlight · 3 months

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fem!reader, no physical description, you’re basically her PR person. pro hero!momo, in my mind you're both in your twenties.

secret mutual pining, kinda fluffy, maybe the closest thing to angst you’ll get from me for now <3

pining for momo yaoyorozu and not realizing it’s mutual.

you’ve known her for years, now. you didn’t have the pleasure of knowing her in high school, but she often mentions how much closer she feels to you than anyone who did.

you work for her behind the scenes, help her with her social media, book talk shows and interviews… but maybe more importantly, you’re someone she can rely on.

a friend.

you’re not sure exactly how you came to be so close, but you certainly don’t mind at all. you remember being at her side from the start of both of your careers, so you’ve truly grown together, in and out of the workplace.

a best friend.

you’re also not sure exactly when you begin to fall for her, but you don’t dare question it. in fact, you try your best to push it down out of fear you’ll ruin the best thing you’ve ever been a part of.

she’s spent so many phone calls with you singing your praises and thanking you for all of your support, unknowingly causing butterflies to erupt within you.

she cries in your arms when the days just get too much to handle, and then you're soothing her to sleep, letting her rest in your bed, getting in next to her. these are all things a good friend would do, wouldn't even think twice of. you watch her breathe, press your cheek to her hair and continue to stroke up and down her back... you play pretend for a moment and it's so very clear...

there's no way you could ever see her as just a friend.

one night, weeks later, you dream of leaning your head on her arm in the backseat of a car. you’re laughing together and she’s talking about something you can’t register because dream-you is too busy making note of the warmth of her toned arm. even from years of hero work, her skin is silky smooth. wounds endured have now faded into pale scars, bumps and bruises have disappeared for the time being.

the following morning, you’re barely able to look at her without thinking of the kiss you shared and the loving words you both whispered.

that same day, she comes back from patrol with new scrapes and bruises, but you notice that instead of heading to the infirmary she had been so adamant on adding to the floor plans of her agency’s building, she comes right to you.

and you gladly patch her up, even if it’s clumsy and not nearly as good of a job as the nurses could do. you apologize and she just smiles and thanks you.

neither of you say anything about your clasped hands or how you’re running your thumb over hers.

and poor momo doesn’t understand what’s happening to her. she’s not so unaware of her own feelings that she doesn’t know she’s falling for her best friend, but she’s conflicted.

do you feel the same? would you be disgusted with her for having feelings for someone who is still technically her employee and coworker? no, she’ll push it down and try to forget about it.

it’s safer that way, she reasons.

she’ll do talk shows and brush off any questions about her love life, subconsciously letting her eyes flicker to you for a moment. she hates the interviewer for asking her that with you in the room, not really understanding why she feels guilty when you’re not even together.

even her friends from high school have begun to comment on how close the two of you seem, teasing her about how she gets starry eyed when you’re close by.

one night she dreams that you’re cooking with her in her penthouse apartment, stealing kisses and cuddling on the couch. her dream self does her best to memorize every second of it- the feel of your hands on her with a sort of gentleness she’s never felt from you before. the smell of your perfume, one she remembers your dream-self saying she picked out just for your date.

she can’t look at your properly the next morning without remembering how you looked twisted so comfortably in her sheets under different circumstances than you normally would be.

later that same day, she decides to go straight to you after patrol, praying to whoever would listen that you’d patch her up and she could feel your hands on her again. no matter how brief and how cold in comparison to what she had experienced in her dreams, she'll take it.

because she's pining, and anything is better than nothing.

and you'll continue to do it for the same reasons.

neither of you will say anything yet, out of fear of changing something that's healthier than any other relationship both of you have ever been in, so strong, so good, despite not even being together.

but maybe one day you won’t just be dreaming.

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hmmmm idk folks, I hope it didn't get confusing at any point. I'm trying a whole bunch of different styles, so I figured this would be interesting at best. and I desperately needed to write for momo, she's my everything <3

(I am so open to expanding on this in the future btw, I'm a sucker for fluffy bnha girls)

#momo yaoyorozu x reader #yaoyorozu momo x reader #momo x reader fluff #momo yaoyorozu x reader fluff #bnha x reader #bnha x fem!reader #mha x reader #fem!reader

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kozumebunny · 1 year

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My Hero Characters + Maid Dress

Midoriya Izuku is so nervous that you would be lucky to get him to talk. Whether you're wearing the maid dress or he is, I mean it good luck on getting a word out of him. Won't lean into the maid/master dynamic, it's a little too extreme on the service side for him. He prefers to give to you more than receiving. Would wear it for you but he's super nervous and shy when wearing it for you.

Bakugou Katsuki won't wear it for you, but he thinks its pretty for you. Also won't lean in to the maid/master dynamic: if he wants something he will ask you for it, he doesn't expect you to do it for him. Holds too much respect for you to really get into that, won't demean you. Won't wear it for you, thinks it's stupid.

Todoroki Shoto isn't fazed by it. He doesn't think much of you wearing it, but if it's showing skin then he does have some thoughts. Doesn't know what a maid master dynamic is, but he's more than willing to try it. He's too polite, still says please and thank you. Will wear it for you but only indoors. Isn't too embarrassed or shy wearing it but if anyone asks if he wore it he will deny it.

Uraraka Ochaco would gladly wear it for you. Enjoys a mild maid/master dynamic, but becomes shy as the maid. Not really good at the master thing either only because she never really exercises the dynamic. If you wear it to her she will enjoy seeing you in it, and will definitely cherish you wearing it.

Iida Tenya won't wear it for you. Doesn't want you wearing it for him. He disapproves of the maid/master dynamic and dislikes the thought of taking advantage of you. Doesn't get blind obedience either, he likes that you think for yourself, that you're so independent, why would he want you to be something besides that?

Himiko Toga would want to wear matching maid dresses! Why wouldn't she? I mean she would be in love with the cutesy bows and frills aesthetics. Would definitely want to match a my melody kuromi maid dress cosplay with you, then go out to Shibuya in it. She would most certainly be mischievous enough to call you master. I mean given her tendencies I wouldn't doubt she would start actually doing the things you ask of her.

Yaoyorozu Momo would wear it for you. She would wear one of those high color suspender skirt highly refined ones. Very simplistic. Utility over looks. Won't do the maid master dynamic. Would clean the place if you ask but wants you to clean with her! Don't boss her around either it makes her feel bad :(.

Dabi wants you to wear the maid dress. Drops "hints". No he just has an amazon wishlist named after you and its FULL of stuff. like its in phases. There's like 50 stuffed animals in the wishlist cause you mentioned wanting one stuffed animals. So the minute he found out about the maid dress, he went and added like 40 things into the wishlist. So that's how you find out about the maid dress and him wanting you to wear it. Once you do this man is insufferable. Fully leans into the maid master dynamic. Makes it superrr horny.

#mha dabi #dabi x reader #yaoyorozu momo x reader #yaoyorozu momo #himiko toga #himiko x reader #iida tenya #tenya iida x reader #uraraka x reader #uraraka ochaco #todoroki shoto x reader #bnha todoroki #bakugou headcanons #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku

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p1nkch3rries · 2 years

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𝐘/𝐍 𝐋/𝐍

✿Y/N L/N✿

Age: 15

Power/Quirk: Psychic Energy Manipulation, Mental Manipulation, Telepathy, Levitation, Chaos Magic

✿POWERS✿

Psychic Energy Manipulation

Telekinesis: Y/n has the ability to move, levitate, and otherwise manipulate objects using her psionic energy in a remote manner without the need for her energy to first be projected from her hands. Y/n uses this energy to affect and control molecules and particles, allowing her to fully control matter and energy.

Force-Field Generation: Y/n is able to create highly durable barriers of red energy that she can shape and manipulate as needed. She can use it to grab and break apart targets, protect others from enemy fire, contain a target or cover, and deflect attacks from enemies

Disintegration: Y/n is capable of using her energy in such an acute telekinetic way that she is able to completely disintegrate objects. (CURRENTLY UNKNOWN TO Y/N)

Mental Manipulation

Emotion Manipulation: With her mental powers, Y/n often used it in order to elicit fear or emotional pain in a person in the form of nightmarish hallucinations that could stun and weaken even an individual as powerful as Thor. These visions can depict things that a person fears, regrets, or general disturbances, though the nature of it is not up to Y/n. She is able to know what her victim is seeing and be inside the vision with them.

Telepathy

Due to her ability to interact mentally with others, Y/n can read minds, communicate telepathically and experience the memories and thoughts of others. She can also sense the minds and emotions of those around her.

Levitation

Y/n is able to use this power to move through the air and simulate flight, in order to hover and safely float back to the ground. The use of this power manifests as a blast of psionic energy expelled from her hands onto the ground to propel herself up in the air, with a second blast used to slow her momentum as she approaches the ground allowing her to land safely.

Chaos Magic

(CURRENTLY UNKNOWN TO Y/N)

Reality Warping: Y/n can warp reality. Y/n's reality-warping abilities began initially on a small scale, however, as time progressed, her powers have grown exponentially. Y/n can also create small zones where reality follows her wishes and rules. The areas are surrounded by a partially invisible force field and appear normal from the outside.

Conjuration: The power to create or to uncreate something or someone from nothing.

Transmutation: The ability to change the physical properties of creatures, things, or conditions.

Energy Absorption: The ability to absorb any energy or magic and transform it into Chaos Magic, amplifying Y/n's own magic to an even greater extent. She is capable of absorbing magic and energy without killing her target.

Spell Casting: Y/n was able to cast runes to keep others from using their magic.

Astral Projection: Unlike traditional astral projection, Y/n is able to project her astral form without losing consciousness of her physical self. She can accomplish this by manifesting the Scarlet Witch outside of her own body.

Teleportation: Y/n can transport others from one place to another. She is also able to disappear and reappear, leaving behind a trail of red smoke.

Illusion Manipulation: Y/n could cast very life-like illusions of herself and others. She also cast an illusion to transform landscapes into appearing as others.

✿BACKSTORY✿

Y/n L/n was born as a mutant in a world where the mutant population was very low. When she developed her mutant powers, her parents abandoned her, fearing what she could do. While growing up, she often hid to avoid getting caught and killed for her abilities. At age 10, S.H.I.E.L.D found and recruited her to train under the Avengers' guidance to hone and improve her powers. She was taught hand-to-hand combat by Natasha Romanoff, who also taught her multiple languages. At 13, she was recognized as a full-fledged Avenger responsible for going on patrol and missions. At 14, the young girl was hit with the traumatic events of the Blip, dying, and coming back to fight Thanos.

✿RELATIONSHIPS✿

Spiderman: Friend (Alive)

Stephen Strange: Mentor/Father Figure (Alive)

Wong: Mentor/Close Friend (Alive)

America Chavez: Close Friend (Alive)

Clint Barton: Close Friend (Alive)

Bucky Barnes: Friend (Alive)

Sam Wilson: Close Friend (Alive)

Bruce Banner: Friend (Alive)

Scott Lang: Friend (Alive)

Thor: Friend (Alive)

Tony Stark: Close Friend (Dead)

Steve Rodgers: Father Figure (Dead)

Vision: Friend (Dead)

Natasha Romanoff: Close Friend (Dead)

Next // Masterlist

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beestriker015 · 1 year

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Momo x severely injured male s/o

Upon hearing the news that her boyfriend has been hospitalized after fighting a dangerous villain who was holding innocent civilians hostage, Momo broke down in tears.

She immediately made her way to the hospital s/o was admitted to, and was told by the doctor that s/o will live, but is currently in a comatose state.

The doctor allowed Momo to see s/o, who is covered in numerous bandages and has a cast on his right arm.

She kneeled down next to her unconscious boyfriend with tears in her eyes.

“S/o, I don’t know if you can hear me or not, but listen to me carefully if you can. I love you so much, and the thought of you potentially never waking up from this is like a dagger through my heart. I can’t lose you my gem, you are the light of my life. Please come back to me s/o, you are too strong to succumb to this. Please…don’t leave me.”

Tears streaming down Momo’s face as she doesn’t notice her s/o’s eyes slowly opening.

He coughs a little, gaining her attention.

“S/o!”

“H-hey Momo, I h-heard…everything you s-said.”

Her boyfriend said to her very weakly while struggling to sit up.

“Nonono, you need your rest my gem. Don’t try to get up, you’ll hurt yourself.”

“E-everything hurts, I’m..struggling…to even s-speak.”

“I know s/o, the doctor said your body is incredibly fragile and weak right now.”

S/o begins to breath heavily, instantly filling Momo with dread and concern.

“S/o! What’s wrong?!”

His breathing began to slow as he began to close his eyes slowly.

“G-getting….hard….breathe…tired…dark.”

He said with his voice growing more and more quiet.

“S/o, stay with me! Listen to my voice! Try to stay awake, please!”

The doctor enters the room and quickly goes to check s/o’s vitals.

“His heartbeat is normal, but I can tell by his breathing that he’s not getting enough oxygen. We need to hook him up to a breathing machine quickly.”

The doctor wheels s/o out and takes him to another room while putting a breathing mask over his face.

“That should help. Tell me young man, can you breathe better now?”

S/o nods his head at the doctor.

“Good. I’ll let you rest now. There’s a pen and notepad right next to you on the desk, so if you need anything, write it down for your girlfriend and she’ll come get me.”

The doctor walks out, leaving Momo and her boyfriend alone.

“I’ll stay right by your side my gem, I’m not going anywhere.”

S/o nods and slowly falls asleep.

True to her word, Momo hardly left her boyfriend’s side for the whole time he was at the hospital.

After several weeks, s/o was permitted to leave the hospital.

However, his injuries left him unable to continue his hero training, causing him to drop out of U.A.

Momo was secretly relieved that he couldn’t go to U.A. anymore because she couldn’t stand the thought of s/o getting hospitalized like that again.

S/o, while sad at this, didn’t let it get to him too much, for he’s just happy that his girlfriend has been with him through it all.

“I love you so much Momo, and I can’t thank you enough for being there for me.”

She smiles and kisses him softly yet sweetly on the lips.

“No thanks needed my gem, I’m just glad you’re ok. I love you too.”

S/o’s former classmates miss him at U.A., but always try to hang out with him after school.

Momo and s/o stayed together through thick and thin, and decided that they were going to get married after they both graduate.

Despite s/o having to give up his dream of becoming a hero, he knew everything was going to be ok as long as he has his amazing girlfriend to support him.

And being the amazing person she is, Momo definitely supports her s/o and anything he wants to do (as long as it’s safe).

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mhaxwishxgranter · 1 year

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Yaoyorozu & black!fem!reader

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Summary: Y/N puts the fear of god into Mineta and makes friends with Momo Yaoyorozu.

Characters: black!fem!reader, Momo Yaoyorozu, Mineta Minoru

Warnings: Mentions of Mineta’s perverted actions 🤢

POV: Third Person

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When Mineta had been caught in Y/N’s room, thinking that it had been Yaoyorozu’s, everyone, especially the girls, had been disgusted by his actions.

All Y/N had done was walk up to the little pervert, yank him up using her telekinesis quirk, whispered something that only he could hear, which had left him pale and shaking and running to tell Aizawa what he had tried to do and face the consequences of his actions after she had released him from her quirk, because no way was she going to actually touch Mineta with her hands.

Ugh. Nasty.

And who knows what he had tried to do while he had been in here.

In her room.

Y/N was filled with a burning urge to burn sage throughout her room to cleanse it, but instead would have to opt for stripping her room bare and giving a deep, deep clean.

That had been the plan until a knock came to the door of her dorm room.

Looking over at the entryway, Y/N saw Momo standing there with a worried look.

“Yaoyorozu?” It had taken Y/N a while to be able to say her last name without getting tongue tied. “You good?”

“No! I mean yes! I mean..I’m sorry!”

“For what?”

“Mineta. You caught him in your room because he thought it was mine.”

“You don’t have to apologize. Mineta is a pervert who needs to get smacked a good few times. Besides, he should have reached Aizawa with how fast he was running.”

“What did you say to him? None of us have ever seen him that scared or run so fast.”

Y/N smirked. “Just put the fear of god into him, just like my momma and daddy taught me to do.”

“Please tell me how you did it!”

“Alright. But you have to help me deep clean my room.”

“Deal! And please call me Momo or Yaomomo.”

Y/N’s smirk was replaced by a smile. “Then, you can call me Y/N.”

She had agreed to do just that as they made their way downstairs for the necessary cleaning supplies.

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plus-ultra-dreams · 1 year

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Hello! Hope your having an amazing day!

I hope you dont mind if i leave a request!

May i request Momo, Jirou, Toga with a Dragon!Fem!S/O ( GN neutral is fine! ) Their S/O's dragon form is really big but in their human form they are quite literately shorter then them,

( Apologies if im breaking any rules i couldn't find the rules page- )

-Signed 🎀 @redbow-anon 🎀

(Hello! Thank you so much for your request! You aren’t breaking any rules so no stress with that. I will make my rules page more accessible to help with this confusion. Also I apologize for the late reply to this! Life got crazy over the holiday season. I hope you understand! I also did these as drabbles instead of headcannons so I hope that works also)

Momo, Jiro, and Toga x Dragon! Fem! Reader

Yaoyorozu Momo

Momo was sitting on a rock in the middle of the woods, reading a book about new material that she would like to learn how to make with her quirk. Class 1A was taking a trip to a local shrine for the spring. Since you guys had some down time on one of the days, Momo and you decided to go out to do some extra training near by on area that was ok.

She was finishing up her page when she noticed a gust of wind that begun to pick up around her. It slowly begun to mess with the pages of her book, causing them to flap faster as it picked up. Momo smiled as she knew who exactly it was that was causing it. She looked up and used her hands to block out the sun, seeing the outline of a large dragon. It’s bright orange scales seeming to glitter a bit in the sun as it lowered closer to the ground.

Momo smiled happily and gave it a small wave.

“I’m glad you are back so soon!” She yelled, her grin not wavering

The dragon suddenly disappeared from the sky. In it’s place, you fell from the lower height and landed safely on the ground. You brushed off your hands a bit before running over to give her huge hug.

Momo picked you up and held you close to her, nuzzling into your neck. You giggled happily as you took in her affection.

“I wasn’t even gone that long!” You laughed

Jiro Kyoka

“Babe, I love you but I am not doing that.” Jiro said in a nervous tone, shaking her no as she looked down towards you.

“Oh come on! I will be fun!” You said with a begging tone and pouting face.

“No way! I don’t do heights” She said avoiding eye contact with you. Jiro knew that she would crack if she say the puppy eyes that you were pulling.

Jiro had a fear of heights and hated being any where that wasn’t on the ground. But you wanted to help get over it and yet have a cute moment with her. You suggested that you use your quirk and she climbs on to your back. You even promised that you wouldn’t let anything to happen with her.

“Jiro...” You said reaching up to cup her face so that she had to look at you. Her cheeks were warming up as her skin turned into a cherry red color.

“H-Hm?” Jiro hummed shakily as she tried to keep her composure and be firm.

“Do you trust me?”

“Y-Yeah of course I do.”

“Then nothing can possibly happen to you while we are up there” You said gently kissing her forehead

Jiro groaned while in defeat before placing her face into the palms of her hands.

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Jiro had a tight death grip on your thick blue neck. Your quirk allowed to turn very large dragon with a slender body. Your wingspan was small for your size but still outsize any human especially your girlfriend. Your scales were large enough for her to hold to the edges for extra grip.

“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this” She screamed as she looked straight ahead into the sky.

You huffed happily, not being able to talk in this state of your quirk. You were taking it very slow as to not shake her off or freak her out. Your wings would flap occasionally to keep you two in the air. You were proud of her for trying something new and taking a step closer to getting over her fear.

Toga Himiko

Toga was chilling in her bed with you, her head on your chest listening to your heartbeat. She happily hummed as she did her best to snuggle more into you. The two of you decided that tonight was one of those nights to lazy around and watch some cute shows and spend some bonding time.

The show you guys were currently watching a fantasy movie about a princess who was living in a tower that was protected by the dragon. It turned out that the dragon was a young knight that could shapeshift and was trying to protect her from the evil queen. Toga was so hypnotize by it that once the twist came out on who the dragon was, she quickly reached over to the control to pause the movie.

She sat up, her knees bent so it rested on the bed, and pointed at the TV. She was giggling happily and bouncing a bit.

“Honey! It’s us! This movie is us!” She squealed, her feet kicking a bit against the bed.

You smiled as you playfully looked between her and the TV. You pulled a confused face and tapped your chin as if deep in thought.

“I don’t know, beautiful, I don’t really see it” You said, causing her to pout a bit.

Toga pulled out her phone and quickly showed you her home page screen saver. It was you in your dragon form and her. Your yellow body laid on the ground with your head pushed into the ground. Toga laid her whole body on your head as if trying to give you a big hug.

“You can’t tell me that! Look at this! This movie is about us!” She claimed as she leaned over so that she can make you compare the picture with the TV

“Ah. Ok I can kinda see it” You joked before giving her cheek a big kiss causing her to gasp.

#momo x reader #jiro x reader #toga x reader #yaoyorozu momo #yaoyorozu momo x reader #yaoyorozu x reader #jiro kyoka #jiro kyoka x reader #toga himiko #toga himiko x reader #mha #mha x reader #bnha

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layelli · 1 year

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BNHA girls when invited to the movies

[xreader if the characters were brutally IC]

Uraraka

It's Friday afternoon and the last bell has just rung. You get up from your seat, gather all of your courage and tap Uraraka on the shoulder. "Hey, ehm, are you— are you free tomorrow afternoon?"

She put on her thinking face, shot a look at Midoriya, and said, "I don't know if Deku has something planned but… yes, I'm free!"

"Great!" Midoriya is always in the way, "There's this new movie that seems really cool, we can go together…?"

"Oh," she rubbed her neck while she blushed, "thank you but— I don't think I can afford it."

"True! Sorry I didn't mean to—"

"It's fine, it's fine," Uraraka shakes her hands in the air with an easy smile on her lips. At least you didn't offend her.

"I've got an idea! It's not the movies but I have a small tv in my room, we could watch something there." Hopefully she'll say yes.

"That's such a great idea! We can make popcorn in the common room!" Uraraka's eyes were sparkling. She hugged you briefing and waved goodbye, "See you tomorrow!"

Yaoyorozu

When you invited Yaoyorozu to the movies this was not what you expected. You are sitting in a large, dark room, with dozens of chairs and a screen that occupies an entire wall; An old and elegant man is making popcorn. Nothing strange for a cinema but you were in Yaoyorozu's house. With all your classmates.

Your plan for a romantic afternoon evaporated the moment Yaoyorozu had happily announced that everyone was invited to her house. But, even if you weren't alone, you had managed to hold Momo's hand for the entirety of the movie.

#wooooo just two cause uni is kicking my ass!#im not saying that *this * characterization is the perfect one #mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #imagine #x reader #uraraka ochacho #uraraka x reader #momo yaoyorozu #yaoyorozu momo x reader

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zbops · 2 years

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Usually I'm all over the end of Summer. Not this time, friends 🥺 Kitten's collab couldn't have come at a more perfect time 😂

This is very self indulgent and so personal 🥰

Word count: 1,890ish before last minute edits lol

How Do We Win?

Momo x GN!Reader, college dropout to returning student!Reader

Warnings: comfort, anxiety, flowery language maybe lol

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Finally, out of the car and into the woods, you run your hand across the bark of a nearby tree. You’re taking the beaten trail, trodden down by countless strangers' boots over years and years of wandering up and across the large mountain you considered your second home. The humidity has already begun to bead against your neck, even with the sun still barely peeking over the horizon, but you don’t wipe it away yet. You let it settle, warm you. A brief, soft breeze chills the standing water particles, making you shudder. You wipe the water away with a stained, but still pretty, embroidered handkerchief.

“Darling,” a voice calls.

Looking ahead, on the trail stands a dark haired angel, her khaki shorts rolled up and held in place on her thick thighs with cute fabric bows, her red tank tight and tucked into her shorts. Her skin has gotten tan over the course of the summer, not only from your frequent hiking, but from her job as well. She’s smiling at you, one hand leaving the strap of her blue hiking bag to motion for you, like a spirit of the mountain beckoning a saint on their journey.

You smile back at her, stuffing the handkerchief into your back pocket of your own hiking shorts, jogging up the slight incline to join her. Her hand slips into yours easily and feather-light, like the breeze itself. Her skin warms your palm and you forget for the moment about that light chill nipping at your heels.

Sunlight filters through the treetops as the two of you walk, your hands only leaving each other's skin when absolutely necessary. Fingers slip into belt loops through the small spaces between trees, hands bracing low hanging branches and pressing gently into the small of the back, chins resting on shoulders in small breaks to catch the breath that the mountain has stolen away.

Breaking away from the heavy forested area, the mountains open up for you. Smatterings of trees and wild grass and flowers. The sky is deeply blue, sporting many, many fluffy white clouds.

Before you could spot the gray nimbus cloud crawling over the very tips of the far mountain top, you swung around to find your partner sitting on a fallen log taking a long drink of water.

“Momo, are you tiring out on me?” You chuckle at the smile she tries to hold back as she swallows a, very ladylike, mouthful of water. “You, the woman that runs across the city and fights evil the likes of which the world could never know, are getting tired halfway up the mountain?” You nudge her legs open, which she willingly parts for you.

She wipes away a drop of water with her thumb, lowering her heavy red bottle to sit on the log beside her. “Running and fighting aren’t the same as trekking up a mountain, my love.” She smiles. She wipes the stray droplet on her bare thigh before taking your hips in her hands. “I’m not built for these endurance climbs.” Her little laugh and uptick of her brows makes you laugh.

Momo was right, she wasn’t built for a life of upward climbs, having been born at the top of the mountain already.

The clouds shifted behind you as you roped your arms around her neck, sunlight baring harder on your back, darkening the shadows that you bathed Momo in. The clouds shifted again, quieting the sun’s rays. There was a cool that washed at your calves, as if the coastline were rising around you.

“Do you want to keep going?” You asked, playing with her thick black hair that danced in the breeze. “We can stop here again, have our snacks, take the long way down through the trees?”

Even in the shade, her dark eyes glittered like stars. She gave your hips a little shake in her excitement. “No, I’ll make it up there this time.” Her smile turned confident, radiant, a challenge made that must be won.

The two of you share a kiss as the sun makes itself known again. She tastes like heat and cool water and mint.

Taking one last long drink of water, the two of you keep up the hike, early morning turning to midday, though the sun doesn’t shine as much as it had earlier. The higher you two got, the more you saw, the cooler it became. Such is the way of mountaineering, you thought. Watching your step and Momo’s, warning of any gouges in the lush terrain, your eyes only seeing what could possibly cause a stumble for your city-going partner. Greenery transitioned to gravel, to stone. You lead the way still, holding Momo’s hand tightly, instructing her on balance and breathing, reassuring smiles keeping her moving, keeping her eyes alight.

A plateau jutted out from the mountain before it became pure hand over foot scaling.

This was your finish line.

You helped Momo to the edge of the plateau, holding her hand as she sat, though she, in her line of work, didn’t need the assistance. She began to remove snacks from her bag when you noticed the view.

The dark cloud had begun to cover the near distance, trees at the foot of the mountains were already changing colors, and a nagging reminder made your arms tremble just as another cool wind, stronger now at this height, pressed against your stomach washing upward.

Momo heard you sigh over the gust, a bluster of wind you didn’t even know you produced, turning to watch you stand above her looking out at the horizon. She looks out as well, noticing the dark rain clouds headed your way. “It’s okay, I can make us some raincoats and umbrellas. I’m sure I can make some covers for our shoes too, if it starts to get muddy.”

“It wasn’t supposed to rain today,”

Momo raises her hand for you to take, but you don’t. You don’t even see it in your peripheral vision. She notices the grief pool in your eyes and hooks a couple fingers in your pocket instead, tugging you lightly. “It’s going to be okay. We had a lovely hike, we still have time to eat - Sit with me, love.”

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, letting yourself sit beside Momo, frustrated and sad at the bitter cold reminder you were being given. The dark haired woman takes your hand in hers, kissing the knuckles. You lean your head on her shoulder. She tries to feed you one of her snacks, but you’ve lost your appetite. In the distance, you watch the rain start, a sheet of blurry water making all of the vibrancy of the green and red trees turn dull and masked.

Momo chews on some nuts and dried berries. She sits in your silence for a moment before placing her hand on your thigh. It was warm against the icy feeling that had settled there.

“Your classes will be starting soon, won't they?”

“Momo, please,” You whine, on the verge of a sob at the suggestion.

Momo is silent for a moment, not knowing how to comfort you without enabling the bad feelings you were already feeling. She had said before that you didn’t have to go back to college, she’d made it known early on in your relationship that she had no qualms paying for things, but you made it very clear that this was what you wanted. She knew she needed to be supportive of this choice, and so did you.

“You’ll be packing up soon to leave, right?” She tried to rub the cold from your thigh and you wrapped your arms around hers, holding the warm appendage close to your chest.

“This is a bad idea. I’ll be starting all over, Momo.”

“No, it’s a wonderful idea. You’re going somewhere that specializes in the future you want. That’s wonderful.”

“It’s expensive.”

“I can pay for it,”

“No.” You say, jutting up to look at her. “It’s not right to lean on you for everything, I don’t want that to be our relationship,” You hold your face in your hands. “And I know I couldn’t pay you back for something like that, it’s too much.”

Momo leans in close to your face, her hand softly holding your wrist, hoping you’ll uncover your face. “You don’t have to pay me back at all, you know that I-”

“I know.” You run your hands across your face and down your neck to massage it, brushing off her hand unconsciously. “But it’ll feel like I do. I’ll feel so guilty, Momo.”

Her hands take their place back on your thigh. “Then you’ll get a job. You can pay for everything you need.”

“If I can find a job. Things are hard right now. So many places are hiring, but none seem to actually hire. What if I can’t find a job before my savings run out? I still have to buy books, I have bills,” You wipe a tear from your eye and sniffle.

Momo looks from you, to the clouds, and back. “I can-”

“Momo,”

She sighs. “What about your parents then? Or your friends? I’m sure they would help you, they adore you. And it’d be less money so you shouldn’t feel burdened.”

“You know my parents aren’t well off. With all of the repairs they’ve needed to make this summer. . . They’d help, but it’d put them in a bad spot, same with my friends. I can’t do that to them.”

Momo’s eyes run back and forth as she tries to think of something else to say, to reason away the fear you’re feeling, fix it for you, but knows it wouldn’t help. That isn’t what you need right now. So she scoots closer to you, glancing out at the clouds, wraps an arm around your shoulders. Her other arm hovers over her thigh, sparkling light emitting from her skin. She produces a large umbrella and holds it over the both of you moments before the rain hits. Your breath comes choppily in and out of your lungs as you hold back a sob, leaning into Momo’s neck and shoulder.

She forces the hilt of the umbrella into the earth just behind her so she can use that arm to pull your legs over hers to hold you tighter.

“I’m scared to start over, Momo. It was hard enough the first time around when I had no idea what I was doing. Now, it feels like torture.”

“I know,” She says softly, her cheek pressed into the crown of your head, her body heat fighting the chill of the impending Fall. She wished she could make life easier for you, remove the burden from your shoulders, and maybe she can within reason, but she knows that this is something that you must tackle yourself, perhaps the two of you can make a plan together later. Of one thing, though, she was certain: “I’m here for you, my love. I’ll always be here, no matter the season.” You wipe more tears from your eyes. “I’m a hero, remember? Call for me, and I’ll be there.” She kisses your forehead, lingering there, pouring every ounce of warm love over you that she can in the pouring rain. “I’m so proud of you, angel.”

#momo yaoyorozu x reader #yaoyorozu momo x reader #bnha momo x reader #zenis gonna do what zenis gonna do

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mysteriawrites · 7 months

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Hello and thank you for the request. Sorry I couldn’t get to this sooner. DRUMROLL PLEASE!!!

🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

YAOYAROZU MOMO!!!

Momo is honestly your light and savior sometimes. She takes care of you when you forget to take care of yourself, and you remind her to have confidence and believe in her own self-worth.

You guys met through your parents. You both come from rich influential families so it was no surprise that they would become business partners and you two would meet as a result of that.

You weren’t very close at first, you weren’t enemies either. It was more like an I know of him/her family friend kind of relationship. Overtime however you did begin to consider each other genuine friends.

When you two got into UA together you promised to stick together and look out for each other even if you were soon to be rivals.

Time went on, seasons changed, the school year went on, and tragedy stuck over and over. However, through these experiences you two began to see new sides of each other.

You began to see how much of a strong capable leader Momo was despite how little confidence she had in herself. Momo saw how despite how quiet and shy you were, you were actually quite strong, could hold your own, and would do anything to protect your friends. Especially her.

Soon you two began to fall for each other. Since you were friends for so long however it became awkward, and you were both afraid of ruining your friendship. However, despite how oblivious you two were to each other’s feelings, everyone around you knew.

Class 1-A knew, Class 1-B knew, even the teachers had a bet going on if either of you would ever fess up and admit it to the other. Eventually everyone got tired of you guys’ mutual pinning cliche. So, a plan was hatched to finally get you guys together.

One morning you woke up to a text from Momo asking if you guys could meet after school. The text made it sound very serious which made you very nervous.

You went to the place where she asked you to meet, and as expected she was there early. You ask her what she wanted to talk about, but she just looks at you confused. She said she thought you asked her here. It was then you realized what your friends had done. Despite the awkward situation, you decided now was the best time if any to shoot your shot.

So, you mustered up all your courage, and confessed to Momo. You had your eyes closed while you did so, but when you opened them, you saw that she was beat red. You started sputtering apologies worrying that you had embarrassed her, but she cut you off and told you how she liked you too.

And that is how you became the very adorkable couple of UA. You and Momo are so cute. She loves to spoil you with her money because in her opinion there is no better way to use it. Despite yourself not being rich you try to pay for her when you can and shower her in affection.

Dates with you two can be very split. Despite being a rich girl Momo enjoys simple and traditional dates like dinner and a movie or having a picnic. Sometimes however she will use her rich girl privileges to get you into cool events she knows you would like.

You may feel like you're taking advantage of your wonderful girlfriend, but nothing makes her happier than getting to show her love for you whether it involves money or not.

#multi fandom blog #multifandom #multifandom account #multifandom writer #multi fandoms posts #multifandom fanfiction #matchups #multifandom x reader #multifandom imagines #mha #momo yaoyorozu #yaoyorozu momo x reader

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melancholymegumi · 4 months

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melody's current thoughts . . . 💭

‘uncle’!iida & mommy yaomomo ft recently introduced auntie ashido <3

content warning : discipline mentioned , overused mommy as usual, like one swat , reader is vv bratty and spoiled , md/lg heavily implied , reader threw a tantrum

mommy yaomomo whose too gentle for her own good , you're too spoiled :( . Spending her money like crazy, asking her to buy new clothes everytime you guys went out. $100 is basically just paper at this point. Other than that , you basically refused anything that isn't up to your standards. Noodles with veggies? yuck. A colouring book of dinosaurs instead of kittens? burn it.

You also basically lost your manners. Not even saying thank you or even greet your mommy’s friends correctly. “is this your little girl, yaomomo? she's so pretty! hi sweetheart, my name is mina ashido. you can call me auntie if you want!” only for you to ignore her and whined at your mommy saying it's boring and hot.

She didn't know what to do anymore, not until your ‘uncle’ todoroki told your mommy that top 5 pro hero Igenium is back from his business trip. So, when you came out of your room to your mommy serving him tea , you were shocked. To say the least.

But when you found out that you're staying with him for a day?? because your mommy had to do patrol in another prefecture and won't be back till tomorrow morning? oh you were pissed. Swear words , crying and calling her a meanie. Well , not until he pulls you away and bends you over his lap, suddenly striking your ass.

“Ah, here I thought your mommy was just being overdramatic. Yaomomo, you can leave her to me, she'll be good as an angel tomorrow.”

#momo yaoyorozu x reader #yaoyorozu momo x reader #momo yaoyorozu smut #yaoyorozu x reader #yaomomo x reader #tenya iida smut #iida x reader #tenya iida x reader #iida tenya smut #mha smut #bnha smut #melody's current thoughts

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trafalgarya · 1 year

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Momo Yaoyorozu x Sub Male Reader — Aftercare

so, i'm currently at the ophthalmologist and i remembered that i forgot to write the aftercare. aftercare is not an option guys ! after you've had sex with your partner, whether it's in a dom/sub relationship or in a normal sexual relation, it's good to take care of your partner and vice-versa. make sure to remind them they're loved and were perfect, compliment them, kiss their complex, etc etc

aged-up momo

tw : food

Momo's aftercare, as it should be, is sooo sweet.

No need to get out of bed, she'll just materialize whatever both of you need with her quirk. A plaid ? Food ? Water ? Leave it to her.

She'll take you in her arms, putting your head on her chest, and kissing your forehead. She'll run her fingers through your hair while whispering praises and compliments in your ear.

"You did so good, baby. You're the best partner i could've ever imagined. I love you so much, Darling."

With your consent, of course, she'll tease you a bit too. Passing her hand near your ass, she'll rub her body against yours, and probably your cock against her pussy, too. If you're up for a 2nd round, it'll be much more of a sweet and passionate sex.

She'll prepare a hot bath for both of you. Not too hot, not too cold. If you're too tired to even walk, she'll place a hand in your back, the other under your knees, as you crawl to her, a sooth and relaxed face with a smile.

If you want it too, she'll turn on Netflix, and both of you would watch a show or an anime, crawling each other in the spoon position. She can either be the big or the little spoon, it's your choice.

If you have some complex, whether it's a part of your body or your weight, she'll kiss everything that you hate about yourself, complimenting you too.

I see her putting a plaid above you two, a plaid that she created herself. She'll also create a snack if you're hungry, your favourite snack.

If you're sleepy, she'll gladly let you sleep on her, your head in the crook of her neck or her chest. She'll fall asleep after you've fell asleep, and it's not negotiable. She'll help you to fall asleep with rubbing your back gently or running her fingers through your hair.

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reverie-starlight · 10 months

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small little drabble thing with momo bc she is my beloved <3

fem!reader. pure domestic fluff inspired by me bc I am soooo sleepy rn.

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when you woke up that morning, before the alarm had a chance to go off and the birds had barely started singing, you turned over and attempted to wrap an arm around your girlfriend.

key word attempted because where your arm should have rested nicely on either smooth skin or the soft fabric of her (your) sleep shirt, it fell flat against cool sheets. you frowned and felt around, still in a bit of a sleepy haze and not understanding that she was out of bed already.

quiet footsteps padded back into the bedroom and you whined slightly, reaching out for momo as she slipped back under the covers with you, savoring the last few moments she’d have with you this morning before she went to patrol. part of the reason she had started getting up earlier than usual was so that she could do this, after all.

she slowly ran her knuckles up and down your cheek, smiling softly as you nuzzled into it a bit and sighed. “good morning, my love, did you sleep well?”

it was clear to her that you were very much still in and out of sleep, if the way you clung to her waist and pressed your face against her stomach, giving her a halfhearted nod was anything to go by. she laughed a little. “that’s good... I’ll try to be home earlier today so we can go to the new museum exhibit your friend is opening sooner.”

you gave the same, sleepy, halfhearted nod as before, nuzzling your face deeper into her stomach. her lips formed a rare, wide grin and if you had been more with the program, she was sure you would have doted on her for it.

she checked the time and her grin morphed into a small frown. she glanced between you and her phone and sighed. she really didn’t want to leave- it was hot outside, even though it was so early in the morning, and after yesterday’s shift she’d really rather not deal with any villains. or all the paperwork still sitting at her desk that she’s been pushing off. normally she would never slack off on that but the week so far had been rough, leaving her no time or energy to properly spend on important documents. she’d rather have a pile she could approach with a clear head and more time than a few half-assed reports, after all.

and after a long hard week, getting out of her hero costume and back in bed with you sounded much better than anything else she could ever think of.

still, this life is exactly what you signed up for, she reasoned, so with a sigh, she gently tried to untangle herself from you, heart breaking a little when you pouted in your sleep, letting out small noises of protest.

she caressed your cheek and leaned down to murmur an apology in your ear. pressing three kisses to your face- on your forehead, nose, then lips- before telling you she loved you and standing up to leave.

but what she wasn’t expecting was for you to weakly grab at her wrist and look up at her with, sad, tired eyes. “please stay?”

your voice was small and littered with sleep, but momo heard it. maybe it was because she was always to tuned in to you and your every word.

she thought about it.

normally she would never play hooky just because she wasn’t up to the task ahead of her- it went against everything she believed, but she also knew that she needed a break. and she needed you, her sleepy girlfriend who had the day off anyway...

and she knew that even if none of those things were true, your request would have been more than enough incentive to get her to do exactly what she was doing in that moment- changing back out of her hero costume and slipping her (still your) shirt over her head.

you were a little more awake when she crawled back into bed with you (she assumed you had been piqued with curiosity when she started changing) and she laughed a little when you cheered and pulled her into your arms.

“I love you so much,” you mumbled, tracing shapes on her back and playing with her hair as she quickly sent a message to her secretary.

your girlfriend, who was apparently very easily swayed by you, put her phone on the nightstand and rested her head on your chest. she sighed deeply. “I love you too, y/n, so much.”

needless to say, you both fell back into a deep, much needed sleep, tangled in each other’s arms.

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yayyyy first momo piece!!! i love her to bits and I felt like writing so ofc instead of working on my 58394693 requests and WIPS, I started something new. but hey i finished it so!!!

#momo yayorozu x reader #momo yaoyorozu #momo yaoyorozu x fem!reader #yaoyorozu momo x reader #yaoyorozu momo x fem!reader #bnha x reader #bnha x fem!reader #mha x reader

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stormy-skyzzzzzz · 12 days

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okay but imagine sitting in your partners lap and whispering “talk nerdy to me, baby”

and then imagine them rambling on about random things they learned or something new they read that day.

(guys i love when ppl ramble about random things)

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p1nkch3rries · 2 years

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐖 • 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎

SOUNDS OF FOOTSTEPS CAN be heard through the hallways as Y/n makes her way to find her classroom, aka Class 1-A. While walking, she slightly tugged her skirt in annoyance, not liking that she had to wear a uniform. Don't get her wrong; she loved how it looked and thought it was pretty, but that doesn't mean the material the uniform was made of was comfortable.

While walking, Y/n thought about all she had done in the last few weeks of being on Earth-112086. She had to learn about the history of quirks and the laws that were provided to restrict them with the help of Aizawa. She also brushed up on her Japanese with All Might since the last time she spoke the language was when Nat was still around.

Nezu gave Y/n a rundown of the school and explained to her that she could only use one of her powers so as not to raise suspicion. The power she decided on was one of the more useful ones, her Psychic Energy Manipulation. She believes that power will be able to cause the most damage to her enemies and is the best one at protecting others from danger.

Y/n also met the rest of the U.A. faculty and some notable pro heroes charted in the top 10 in the Hero Billboard Chart JP. And during all this happening, Y/n realized truly how different this world was from her own. She was already shocked at the idea of people becoming heroes to be famous since back home, most heroes didn't choose or want a life that involved crime fighting. The puzzle pieces of life just happened to fall like that.

Y/n was also shocked that they had schools specifically designed to train teens to become full-fledged heroes. They go through fake scenarios and fight one another to grasp the idea of what it's like to be put on the spot. It prepared the students for anything and honestly impressed Y/n with how organized it was.

But what shocked the young mutant the most was how everyone accepted the idea of powers. No one had to run and hide for developing a superhuman ability; they were actually praised for having such a thing instead. It felt weird for her to see, but it also made her feel safe and protected. However, she must not let her guard down.

Y/n's thoughts finally broke when she encountered a humongous door with the letters "1-A" painted red. She would be guessing that the reason to have such a large door would be for people with quirks that enhance their height. But then again, this school is uber rich, so they could have large doors for the hell of it.

Y/n took a deep breath before sliding the door open and walking inside the almost empty classroom, with the exception of a few students littered about. She got here early to hopefully not bump into anyone and snag a good seat in the back, which is exactly what she does. As she takes her seat, Y/n whips out a book, The Foster Theory, which Thor highly recommended. This is probably because his ex-girlfriend wrote it.

The young girl was able to read the first few pages until more and more students started showing up, which meant more noise. She gave up on reading after not being able to focus on the book anymore and decided to look out the window instead. Y/n admired how green the grass looked and how today would have been a perfect day for a walk with how clear the skies were.

'Now I can get used to this. What a peaceful da–'

"Take your feet off of that desk now!"

"Huh?!"

"It's the first day, and you're already disrespecting this academy by scuffing school property, you cretin!"

"You're kidding me, right? Your old school put a stick up your ass? Or were you born with it?"

'Nevermind... I was expecting too much.'

Y/n reluctantly looked away from nature's beauty and looked over at the two boys causing a scene on the first day. The first boy looked like a stereotypical rule follower with his nicely combed blue hair and spotless glasses. The second boy looked like a wannabe delinquent with his spiky platinum blonde hair, baggy pants, and lack of a tie. What a rebel...

Pulling her gaze away, Y/n noticed a plain-looking, green-haired boy standing at the door's entrance. He seemed to be on the verge of passing out as if seeing the rule follower and wannabe delinquent was like the equivalent of seeing Thanos himself. It didn't help his situation when glasses and blondie stopped bickering and aimed their attention at him.

"It's him."

Those two words caused the entire class to shift their gaze at the helpless boy, and his nervousness seemed to go from 50 to 100 quickly. "Uh, hi."

Of course, the green-haired boy's torturing didn't stop there, as glasses started stiffly marching his way over to the poor boy. "Good morning! My name is Tenya Iida fro–"

Y/n decided she didn't care for the commotion anymore and redirected her gaze back to the peaceful outside setting. She chose her area of focus to be the two young birds flying around outside, playing with one another. But, her peace was interrupted again when she heard Aizawa's voice ring through the air.

"If you're just here to make friends, then you can pack up your stuff now."

Outside the main door, Y/n saw Aizawa lying on the floor in his yellow sleeping bag. His appearance left the whole class shocked and slightly unnerved. He sometimes did this when teaching the young girl quirk history, so she probably shouldn't have been surprised that he would do this to his own students too.

"Welcome to UA's hero course." Aizawa unzipped his sleeping bag and stood up. "It took eight seconds before you all shut up. That's not gonna work. Time is precious. Rational students would understand that."

'Wow! He is amazing at first impressions... not.'

"Hello. I'm Shota Aizawa. Your teacher."

Everyone's faces became even more shocked when Aizawa uttered his last sentence. While everyone was frozen in surprise, the pro hero dug through his sleeping bag to pull out what looked to be a school p.e. uniform.

"Right, let's get to it. Put these on and head outside."

"What? A quirk assessment test?"

"But orientation! We're gonna miss it!" A girl with a brown bob and pink cheeks said, disappointed.

Unlike everyone else, Y/n didn't seem to mind the idea of missing orientation. Even though she was robbed of her to go to a regular school, she understood that orientation usually consisted of sitting with your class and listening to someone speak for an hour or two about the rules.

"If you really wanna make the big leagues, you can't waste time on pointless ceremonies. Here at UA, we're not tethered to traditions. That means I get to run my class however I see fit." said Aizawa.

"You've been taking standardized tests most of your lives. But you never got to use your quirks in physical exams before. The country's still trying to pretend we're all created equal by not letting those with the most power excel. It's not rational. One day, the Ministry of Education will learn."

The more Y/n thought about it, the more she agreed with his judgment. A mutant in her world who develops a power that enhances strength would have to make their test results go up gradually to make it look natural. But in a world full of superpowered people, shouldn't it be normalized to use that power in those tests?

"Bakugo, you managed to get the most points on the entrance exam. What was your farthest distance throw with a softball when you were in junior high?" Aizawa said, looking at the wannabe delinquent.

"Sixty-seven meters, I think."

"Right. Try doing it with your quirk. Anything goes, just stay in the circle. Go on. You're wasting our time."

While Bakugo was stretching his arms to get ready for the throw, Y/n started wondering what his quirk exactly was. She thought of him cocky and confident, so that must mean his quirk is a powerful one. Powerful enough that it makes you think you're the biggest hotshot at school.

As Bakugo started throwing his ball, an enormous explosion erupted from his hand that caused the ball to shoot through the air at a rapid speed, leaving a fire trail behind it.

"DIE!"

'Holy shit, dude. That's one loud and flashy power. No wonder he was cocky; he probably got praised for developing such a quirk.'

"All of you need to know your maximum capabilities." said Aizawa.

While speaking, the ball falls from the sky and hits the ground, and a beep could be heard from the device Aizawa used to calculate the distance of the throw. He looks down at the machine and then turns towards the class, showing Bakugo's results.

705.2 meters.

"It's the most rational way of figuring out your potential as a pro hero."

Y/n looked at the results in awe, but her feeling of awe was less from Bakugo's results and more from this world. At this moment, she finally realized that no one would look down on her for being a mutant and instead treat her as an equal. But her purpose in that world isn't to feel accepted; she's here to complete a mission... Only a mission.

"So this looks fun, huh?"

'Wait, what? Oh, I spaced out, didn't I?'

"You have three years here to become a hero. You think it's all gonna be games and play time?"

The tension rose as Aizawa smirked, glaring at his class.

"Idiots. Today you'll compete in eight physical tests to gauge your potential. Whoever comes in last has none, and will be expelled immediately. Like I said, I get to decide how this class runs. Understand? If that's a problem, you can head home right now."

'Okay, so this day just went from 0 to 100 quickly.'

"You can't send one of us home! I mean, we just got here! Even if it wasn't the first day, that isn't fair!" Yelled the girl with pink cheeks. Her protest of Aizawa's teaching methods seems to strike a nerve with him.

"Oh, and you think natural disasters are? Or power-hungry villains? Hm? Or catastrophic accidents that wipe out whole cities? No, the world is full of unfairness."

'He's right. Life was never fair back in my world. It isn't fair for the mutants who get hunted down and killed. It isn't fair for the people whose lives were affected by Thanos and the Blip. It isn't fair for Morgan, who has to grow up without her father. Nothing in life was fair.'

"It's a hero's job to combat that unfairness. If you wanna be a pro, you're gonna have to push yourself to the brink. For the next three years, UA will throw one terrible hardship after another at you. So, go beyond. Plus Ultra-style. Show me it's no mistake that you're here."

TEST #1

"Runners, on your marks."

(Y/N) knelt into a standing sprint start, wrapping her red psionic energy around her feet, eyes shifting to red. She was racing against a boy with tape rolls for elbows and black hair falling to his shoulders. The young girl was trying to understand the use of his quirk but decided against it as she had a test to focus on.

"Ready? Go!"

After the confirmation, Y/n lifted a foot off the ground and had her psionic energy push her through the air. She didn't, however, expect her classmate to shoot his tape to a nearby wall and swing through the air like Spiderman. With that swing, the black-haired boy passed her by a few milliseconds.

"4.05 seconds."

"4.15 seconds."

TEST #2

Red energy wraps around the grip strength dynamometer and squeezes down on the machine's handle. The energy vanishes the moment a beep is heard ringing through the air. The device reads 200 kilograms.

'Not too shabby. Though maybe I do need to work on my actual arm strength. I can't always rely on my powers.'

As Y/n puts her dynamometer down, the tape boy's voice is heard exclaiming in shock. Her attention shifts to three boys in her class, the main focus being a boy with multiple arms attached to one another.

"Wow! You hit 540 kilograms? You're such a beast!"

Y/n sweatdrops a little at this statement.

'540 kilograms? Talk about some brute strength.'

TEST #3

The standing long jump was probably the most straightforward test for the young mutant to complete. The objective was to jump across the sandbox and land as far away from the starting point as possible. Y/n levitated herself over and across the box, softly landing on the other side.

TEST #4

The repeated side steps seem to be only helpful for the short boy that could bounce off the purple balls on his head. For this test, Y/n purely relied on the training she received as an Avenger and didn't use her powers. So, she tried her best.

TEST #5

(Y/N) held the ball tight as she wrapped her psionic energy around it, eyes turning red. The moment she threw the ball, a trail of red followed behind it, causing it to fly through the air faster. Once it hit the ground, Aizawa turned to the class and showed her result.

750 meters.

Her score received a collective gasp from the class. Satisfied with her results, Y/n walked back to her classmates as the girl with pink cheeks took her place on the field. The brunette grabbed the ball, and she simply tossed it. After waiting a few minutes for any sign of it falling, Aizawa showed everyone her results. Now the class was even more surprised by what they saw.

"Infinity?!"

As the brunette walked back to her fellow students, Y/n couldn't help but praise the girl for her results. "Wow, that's an amazing quirk you have there! I didn't even know infinity could be possible when throwing a softball."

Pink cheeks blushed a bit at the comment and smiled. "Thank you! But I think my quirk is nothing compared to yours. Those red wispies that come out of your hand are so pretty, and they've helped you in almost every test so far! Oh, I'm Ochako Uraraka, by the way!"

"I'm Y/n L/n. It's really nice to meet you, Uraraka. " Y/n smiled.

Before the two girls could talk to one another more, their attention was taken away by the green-haired boy that walked up to the white circle with the ball in his hand. He looked petrified. He seemed to be contemplating his next move, not wanting to get a bad test result.

'I wonder what his quirk is. His results have been average to low for the previous test, and he's currently the one lagging behind.'

"If Midoriya doesn't shape up soon, he's the one going home." said Iida, arms crossed.

"Huh? Of course, he is. He's a quirkless loser." retaliated Bakugo.

Y/n was confused for a second about why having no power would make you unable to be a hero. Her world had tons of non-superhuman heroes/vigilantes. But then she remembered something that she learned while studying quirk history.

'In this world, there has never been a quirkless hero. So that must mean he has to have a quirk to be in this school.' Now that's a cultural shock for me.

Looking back over at Midoriya, Y/n notices the glint of determination in his eyes. When he threw the ball, streaks of red glowed from his arm. But that seemed to do nothing since... the ball only went 46 meters.

'Well, that was anticlimatic.'

Midoriya looked down at the hand he threw with in utter disbelief, wondering why his quirk wasn't working. He was so sure that he was trying to use it while throwing that ball. However, his question gets answered when he sees Aizawa's scarf and hair start to float, his eyes glowing red.

"I erased your quirk. The judges for this exam were not rational enough. Someone like you should never be allowed to enroll at this school."

Midoriya seemed confused. "Wait, you did what to my-"

And then the realization hit him.

"Ah! Those goggles. I know you! You can look at someone and cancel out their powers. The Erasure Hero: Eraser Head!"

'Right, Aizawa's quirk erases people's powers. He tested out his quirk on me to see if it would do the same effect on mutants. It did. I guess mutations and quirks work the same in the human body.'

Aizawa continued talking to Midoriya but lowered his voice so that only the greenette could hear. Not being able to hear them and not wanting to eavesdrop, Y/n looked over at Uraraka.

"Do you have any idea what they are talking about? I can't hear them." Uraraka asked, looking concerned for the boy.

"Whatever it is, Mr. Aizawa only wants Midoriya to know." responded Y/n.

Suddenly, Aizawa's scarf was wrapped around the poor boy's body, pulling him close and glaring at him. The probability of their teacher's words being advice was slim. After a few moments, he let the boy go. The tension was high, and everyone wondered if anything Aizawa said to Midoriya was even good or helpful.

"I wonder if our teacher gave him some advice." said Iida.

"Probably told him to start packing."

"Do you just dedicate yourself to being the biggest asshole towards Midoriya? Or were you just born that?" Y/n asked, smirking a bit at how easy it was to make Bakugo angry.

"What did you say to me, you extra?!"

"It was just a question. No need to get pissy about it."

Y/n looked back a Midoriya, worried if the poor boy would even use his quirk. He was looking at the ball in his hand, a million thoughts going through his mind. Then that look of determination returned in his eyes as he threw the softball. The speed and power that was used in that throw was amazing.

'If he had such a powerful quirk all this time, why did he decide now to use it?'

Y/n's eyes drifted down to Midoriya's now broken finger. Her question was answered by seeing how damaged it was.

'Oh... That must be it. He doesn't know how to control his power.'

The softball hit the ground with a light thud, and another beep is heard from the device in Aizawa's hand. The teacher looked down at the machine and then back up at Midoriya in shock as if he wasn't expecting anything to come from the boy's throw. Aizawa turned the device over to the class and showed the results.

705.3 meters.

"He threw it over 700 meters!"

"Nice, he's finally showing us his true power!"

"But his finger appears to be broken now. Just like in the exam. This quirk is very odd."

"It wasn't a very pretty throw."

As more and more students voiced their opinions about Midoriya's results and his self-destructive quirk, Y/n decided to look over at Bakugo, who was the only one quiet. She was expecting him to say something, considering that he obviously didn't like the green-haired boy, but the only thing she saw was his face of pure shock. But that didn't last long.

Bakugo's open palms started bursting with small explosions, and his once-shocked expression turned to one of anger. He charged toward Midoriya, hand reaching toward him with the intent of using his quirk.

"Hey! Deku, you bastard! Tell me how you did that, or you're dead!"

Bakugo's running abruptly stopped when the fabric of Aizawa's scarf went around and restrained the boy. No matter how hard he pulled, the blonde couldn't escape his current trap.

"What? Why the hell is your damn scarf so strong?"

"Because it's a capture weapon made out of carbon fiber and special metal alloy. Stand down. It'd be wise to avoid making me use my quirk so much. It gives me serious dry eye. You're wasting my time now. Whoever's next can step up."

Bakugo's restraints were free once Aizawa was done speaking, but the boy didn't move. He didn't even look at Midoriya, who slowly started walking away from him and going over to the rest of the students. The blonde just kept glaring at the ground.

"Ouch, is your finger okay?" asked Uraraka, concerned for Midoriya's finger.

"Sure. Fine!"

Y/n wasn't paying attention to the two students' conversation, too busy keeping her attention and gaze on Bakugo. He seemed furious, but not like before. His anger was now concerning and seemed to be coming from a place of insecurity. Unconsciously, her eyes flickered red as she started listening in on the blonde's thoughts.

'Until the exam, he was nothing. A little bug I could crush if I wanted to. Just an annoying bug that I can smash into the ground.'

"All right, time to give you your results. I've ranked you all from best to worst. You should probably have a good idea of your standing already. I'll just pull up the whole list. It's not worth going over each individual's score." explained Aizawa.

Midoriya feared seeing his ranking, not wanting to be the one in last place, and getting expelled. When Y/n looked over at him, she felt bad, knowing that he would probably end up last. However, she also knew Aizawa wasn't going to expel him. The mutant saw the look in the teacher's eyes. She didn't even need to read his mind to know that he was going to break his own rule.

Once the beep was heard, everyone immediately looked for their names as the hologram turned on with the rankings displayed. Midoriya, whose eyes were closed, started slowly opening them. And when he found his name, his heart dropped to his stomach.

He was in the last place...

Then the hologram vanished.

"And I was lying, no one's going home. That was just a rational deception to make sure you gave it your all in the tests."

Midoriya, Uraraka, and Iida all yelled in shock, causing Y/n to stifle her laugh. She knew Aizawa wouldn't turn away a student with so much hidden potential. It honestly would be foolish if he did so. Once everyone settled down from their state of both relief and panic, Aizawa started speaking again.

"That's it. We're done for the day. Pick up a syllabus in the classroom. Read it over before tomorrow morning."

Y/n felt drained, not having been mentally or physically prepared to do so much on the first day. But, even though she was tired and just wanted to sleep, she was excited about what was coming from this school. Except, she wasn't supposed to be. She was supposed to be looking for multiversal anomalies, but she found none in the past few weeks of being in this world.

These anomalies have been hiding in spots that Y/n can't seem to find, and it was frustrating her. She felt selfish for having a good time at U.A. when people from her world were out there possibly plotting against this world. If only she could get some type of lead in this mission.

"L/n! Wait up!"

Y/n turned towards the voice and was greeted by the happy aura that Uraraka naturally seemed to have around her. The mutant smiled a bit and slightly waved her hand at the brunette.

"You know, Uraraka, you can just call me by Y/n. There is no need for formalities."

"Oh, okay! Well then, you can call me Ochako!"

Y/n chuckled a bit at her enthusiasm as the two girls continued walking together. They had some nice small talk about what happened at school until Ochako noticed Iida and Midoriya a few feet in front of them, also talking to one another. The brunette called out to the two boys with her bright smile and happy aura.

"Hey! Wait up, you two! Are you going to the station? We'll join you guys!"

She started running up to the duo, and Y/n followed suit.

"I'm Ochaco Uraraka. Let's see, you are Tenya Iida. And your name is... Deku, right? Midoriya?"

"Deku?!"

"Uh, yeah, isn't that what Bakugo called you? Right?"

"Uh, well, my name's actually Izuku. Deku's what Kacchan calls me to make fun of me." Midoriya says, a little panicked and embarrassed.

'I knew that guy was an asshole.'

"Oh, I didn't realize that! I'm sorry. But you know what? I like Deku. It could make a great hero name! Plus, I think it sounds kinda cute."

"Deku it is!"

Iida and Y/n deadpanned at Midoriya's quick acceptance of the insulting nickname, and when they pointed it out, the boy started blushing even more. Luckily for the freckled boy, the attention drifted away from him when Iida realized he was never introduced to Y/n.

"I'm sorry, I've never properly introduced myself to you. How rude of me! I'm Tenya Iida."

"Oh, it's alright! I'm Y/n L/n, but you can just call me Y/n."

Iida was shocked at the idea of calling a girl he had just met by her first name. After all, the norm in Japan is to call people by their last name since it is the respectful thing to do. Of course, that doesn't apply if you are close to one another.

"But isn't that a bit too forward? We don't want to be disrespectful." asked Midoriya.

"Oh, well, I'm actually a transfer from America, so it's normal to call friends by their first name. But if you both are uncomfortable with doing so, that's understandable."

"A transfer? I would have never guessed. Your Japanese is really good, and you barely have an accent!" gushed Ochako.

"Well, if calling you by your first name is what you are comfortable with, then it is our responsibility as your classmates to respect that!"

Y/n chuckled a bit at Iida's response but thanked him for being considerate. After introductions, the four students continued their way to the train station, getting to know each other better. The young mutant was having a great time being around kids her age since she usually was with much older people. She liked it here.

'Yeah, I can get used to this.'

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