One Fangirl. A Million Ideas.

» AMAJIKI TAMAKI «

How can you love me? - comforting his s/o with body image issues (hc)

Take a Deep Breath - tw: anxiety / panic attack - the world stands still when his s/o has a panic attack (hc)

Soulmate AU - If you could feel each other’s strongest emotions (hc)

» BAKUGOU KATSUKI «

Dating Him - what it would be like to date Bakugou (hc)

Peaking the Other Way - without purpose walking in on his crush changing (hc)

Your Father is Who?! - how he dated All Might’s daughter without noticing it (hc)

Take a Deep Breath - tw: anxiety / panic attack - the world stands still when his s/o has a panic attack (hc)

Chicken Noodle Soup - caring for his sick s/o (hc)

Cutie, Honey, Darling - Bakugou messes up and tries to fix it with cute nicknames (scenario)

Urgh, the Pain - a female 1-A student literally kicking Monoma’s butt (hc)

Walked In - his female crush accidentally walking in on him changing (hc)

Hip Dip Insecurities - reacting to an s/o that is hating her anatomy (hc)

Late Night Cooking Disaster - when cooking goes ultimately wrong (hc)

Challenges of the Night - adventures with a sleep-walking s/o

Look me in the eye! - a battle to death with his crush, a staring battle (hc)

The Words I Wanted to Say - witnessing his crush being confessed to by someone else (drabble)

Your Happiness, My Priority - Bakugou caring for you on a bad day (hc)

Soulmate AU - If you could feel each other’s strongest emotions (hc)

» DABI «

Pinning after a Social Escapee - another outsider catches his attention (hc)

» HANTA SERO «

Hip Dip Insecurities - reacting to an s/o that is hating her anatomy (hc)

Look me in the eye! - a battle to death with his crush, a staring battle (hc)

» IIDA TENYA «

Execution of Plan F - encounter with a flirtatious villain (hc)

» KIRISHIMA EIJIROU «

How can you love me? - comforting his s/o with body image issues (hc)

Hip Dip Insecurities - reacting to an s/o that is hating her anatomy (hc)

Challenges of the Night - adventures with a sleep-walking s/o (hc)

Soulmate AU - If you could feel each other’s strongest emotions (hc)

» MEZO SHOJI «

Overprotecting - his s/o’s parents treating them like glass (hc)

» MONOMA NEITO «

Urgh, the Pain - a female 1-A student literally kicking his butt (hc)

» MIDORIYA IZUKU «

Peaking the Other Way - without purpose walking in on his crush changing (hc)

Urgh, the Pain - a female 1-A student literally kicking Monoma’s butt (hc)

A Name for Christmas - how a new nickname nearly caused a heart attack (scenario)

The Words I Wanted to Say - witnessing his crush being confessed to by someone else (drabble)

Soulmate AU - If you could feel each other’s strongest emotions (hc)

» SHIGARAKI TOMURA «

Pinning after a Social Escapee - another outsider catches his attention (hc)

» SHINSOU HITOSHI «

Chicken Noodle Soup - caring for his sick s/o (hc)

Naked Skin - his crush accidentally walking in on him changing (hc)

The Fear of Being Misunderstood - how his hair happened to be your biggest fear (scenario)

Look me in the eye! - a battle to death with his crush, a staring battle (hc)

» TAKAMI KEIGO | HAWKS «

Cocoon of Feathers - christmas chaos leading to a dinner catastrophe (scenario)

» TODOROKI SHOUTO «

Peaking the Other Way - without purpose walking in on his crush changing (hc)

Dating Him - what it would be like to date Todoroki (hc)

Chicken Noodle Soup - caring for his sick s/o (hc)

Naked Skin - his crush accidentally walking in on him changing (hc)

Urgh, the Pain - a female 1-A student literally kicking Monoma’s butt (hc)

About the Dark - tw: signs of abuse - finding bruises on his s/o’s body (drabble)

Overprotecting - his s/o’s parents treating them like glass (hc)

Late Night Cooking Disaster - when cooking goes ultimately wrong (hc)

The Words I Wanted to Say - witnessing his crush being confessed to by someone else

Tip-Toeing in Perfection - his relationship with someone with a love for pointe shoes (hc)

Soulmate AU - If you could feel each other’s strongest emotions (hc)

» TOGA HIMIKO «

Pinning after a Social Escapee - another outsider catches her attention (hc)

» TOGATA MIRIO «

How can you love me? - comforting his s/o with body image issues (hc)

Walked In - his female s/o accidentally walking in on him changing (hc)

Look me in the eye! - a battle to the death with his crush, a staring battle (hc)

Bakugou; Who feels that something is wrong the very moment he runs into you; Who wants to ask what’s wrong but then he realizes that he himself is the type to deal with things on his own and he notices that he doesn't know what you prefer; Who silently watches you while going on about his day; Who curses at himself because he simply doesn't know what to do despite being your literal boyfriend who was supposed to be your rock in trying and tiring times; Who sits down in a quiet minute to make a list of things he can think of to comfort you as he mumbles on and on about your interests and all those little things he knows about you; Who kneads his hands before hugging you to make sure that he can at least send some physical comfort through your body even though he can't recall a single moment in his life when his hands were cold; Who can't fall asleep before he knows that you are sleeping soundly and aren't staying awake in the middle of the night because something is keeping you awake; Who coincidentally makes your favorite snack the next morning in a number that will keep you fed for days; Who feels a wave of relief wash over him once you’ve sincerely smiled or laughed again

Midoriya; Who is so busy with hero training and research that it takes him a hot minute to notice that you were upset; Who sits down next to you, props his hands up and rests his chin on it to listen to the whole story about what happened; Who doesn’t hold back with comments of all kind because he is just so invested in wanting to know exactly what went wrong and how he might be able to help, so it seems more like you are telling a story to a very passionate listener; Who is willingly becoming the person you can dump everything on as dealing with his class has made him see much worse; Who rants about his day if you don't feel like talking to distract you from your thoughts; Who offers you to remain seated while he sprints to the kitchen to get some of the homemade cookies his mom had sent him to make sure that he gets his calories in; “The absolute greatest, am I right? I’m sure she would love to teach you how to make them one day, you know, like a family recipe!”; Who gets you everything you might need or want without hesitation and would even run to the next store to grab you a tub of ice cream; Who beams at every sign of your mood improving; Who doesn't mind being tired the next day if you kept him up at night and only asks for a single recharge hug in return

Todoroki; Who is rather dumbfounded when you don't explode on him despite your exhaustion and tiredness; Who sits you down on the couch and crouches down in front of you; Who tells you to do absolutely nothing for the rest of the day because he is gonna take care of things; Who still tries to be as quiet as possible to leave room for you to speak up and talk about it if you feel like it; Who joins you on the couch after asking which side you would prefer to lean on; Who lets you choose whatever movie you want to watch while he offers his shoulder for you to rest on or snuggle his arm, whichever you prefer; Who watches the movie with you in silence, wrapping his arm around you to make you feel safe because he wants you to know that right here and now nothing in the world will be able to harm you; Who carefully rests his own head in yours once he feels you calming down or slowly dozing off; Who has feared silence when he was a child because he could tell one’s emotions if they were madly screaming but never if they remained quiet, though you have taught him that silence doesn't have to be a bad thing; Who still has so much to learn about emotions and finding the right words, yet he knows that the word he is looking for as he watches you laying in his arms is fondness

Kirishima; Who drops everything he is doing as soon as he hears that you aren't feeling well; Who rushes to you and before you can say anything he has you wrapped in a backhug like the cuddle bear he is; Who places his chin on your shoulder while he is holding your waist tightly to share his warmth with you; Who suggested a thousand things you two could do just to get your mind off whatever is bothering you; Who draws you a bath with all the bubbles he can make and attempts to cook something nice for you, but ends up ordering take out from your favorite restaurant because he thinks comfort food is the best solution; Who goes full big spoon mode once you've finished eating and tells you to let everything out; Who absolutely doesn't mind seeing your bad days because he knows you would take care of him all the same and he loves you too much to even think of you as weird or weak for breaking down when you did; Who falls asleep cuddling you and refuses to let go at all cost as long as he feels like you still need him; Who kisses you good night before drifting off to dreamland himself, carefully and softly on the forehead as to not wake you up, yet lovingly

Mirio; Who checks up on you throughout the day, may it be in person or via text message; Who hurries to finish his duties to be with you as soon as possible because he feels the need to be with you when you are down pulling at his heart; Who presses his forehead against yours with that bright smile of his to tell you that everything will be alright now that the literal sun has arrived; Who is actually rather clumsy when it comes to anything mundane like cooking or doing chores, but he is trying; Who is planting kisses on your face, your hands, your neck, and whatever body part he can get a hold of while you are ranting about your day; Who still smiles at you fondly no matter how mad you are; Who lets you place your legs across his lap to hold your upper body close enough for you to hear his heartbeat; Who slowly begins playing with a streak of your hair and doesn't stop even after you've calmed down or fallen asleep

Tamaki; Whose eyes go wide the very moment he sees you walking around like a zombie without any energy left in your body and on the brink of mentally collapsing; Who has heard of and tried so many comfort strategies that he wants to do them all at once but then goes with the easiest solution, which was simply being your safe haven to let it all out; Who asks you to sit down with him and does a few breathing exercises with you nevertheless while loosely holding your hands in his; Who eventually starts tracing small circles on the back of your hands but never breaks eye contact when you are explaining why you are upset or exhausted; Who tries really hard to keep the worry from showing on his face, but he just can't help it because he hates seeing you in such a state of self-deprecation; Who offers you to stay over without hesitation as he would much rather have you by his side than fear that you are laying awake at night without being able to sleep; Who watches your sleeping face as now he is the one who can't find inner peace, wondering whether he helped you through the rough day, Who hugs you first thing in the morning to tell you that he loves you, just in case you have forgotten

Dabi | Todoroki Touya; Who grew up surrounded by younger siblings, stressed parents and his own trauma from trying to reach his father's expectations; Who resorts to the things that have helped himself through tough times when he was younger; Who wraps you in a blanket to drown out all unnecessary noise; Who places his hands on your cheeks, slowly rubbing them with his thumbs as he murmurs that everything is going to be okay and that you are a great person; Who does exactly what he hoped someone would do when he was facing a meltdown in his childhood; Who steadily grows more confident of his comfort techniques until he finds himself capable of hugging you as you ramble about your day into his chest; Who glares at everyone trying to approach you in that moment to keep them at bay and stop them from putting even more on your plate; Who would sit in front of your door all night if that meant you'd get a whole night's rest; Who keeps an eye on you in the following days and only refrains from doing so once you've come to fully start smiling and laughing with him again

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Bakugou; Who always ‘accidentally’ ends up cooking too much for one person to eat, but just enough to feed for two; Who steals careful glances while you are eating to see that you are eating and that you are enjoying it; Who nearly has a heart attack when you smile at him to tell him the food he made was delicious; Who starts blabbering a confusing mix of “You are welcome.” and “Somebody’s gotta take care of you, idiot.” while looking around furiously to avert eye contact; Who flees to the kitchen where he has to hold his own face as somehow his sweaty hands are still colder than his burning cheeks; Who genuinely loves to be the reason for your smiles and giggles and general happiness.

Midoriya; Who is so used to being called ‘Deku’ or ‘Midoriya’ or ‘dumbass’ that he looks confused once you start referring to him as Izuku; Who reacts to his own name like you’ve invented one of those cheesy nicknames and while it’s just his name he is absolutely in awe with you saying it; Who shyly hides his face behind his arms whenever you call him ‘Izuku’ only to stutter after being asked what he was trying to achieve with that; Who lays in bed at night in the early stages of you dating, turning from one side to the other, replaying you calling his name over and over again until his heart beat has calmed down enough for him to drift off to sleep; Who falls in love with his name all over again thanks to you; Who realizes how important you are to him by such a simple act 

Todoroki; Who is quite worried about the impact of his reputation and his family’s reputation on your relationship; Who can't believe that you’ve actually chosen him out of all people; Who freezes in the doorframe after arriving at his childhood home one day and finds you chatting with his sister in the living room; Who smiles at you fondly before you realize that he is there; Who nearly has to sit down because he can't keep the butterflies in his stomach in check as he hides his flushing cheeks behind a single hand floating in front of his nose; Who feels like there aren't enough words in the world to express the relief he experienced when he saw you getting along with his scarred family and fully accepting his siblings and mother; Who wants you to be part of his life so badly that his faith in the concept of soulmates as well as marriage at some point is restored little by little

Kirishima; Who puts his everything into your relationship to make you feel loved throughout the entire day; Who sends you cheerful text messages on exceptionally stressful days; Who thinks it’s enough for him to just be with you and be your boyfriend and spend time with you; Who can't contain his happiness whenever you choose to be the initiator of physical affection; Who melts into your hugs as soon as he feels your arms wrap around his body; Who nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck to get even closer with a big grin and reciprocates the hug without a second thought; Who doesn't even need or want to hide his blush because he thinks it’s manly to show someone you love how much you love them; Who still awkwardly scratches the back of his head after the hug while telling you how much he enjoys being close to you

Mirio; Who has developed a fondness for his newly found favorite pastime aka. randomly showing up next to you in a wall, a door or whatever barrier there might be; Who would love to be around you all the time but obviously accepts that you have your own life and schedules; Who still makes sure to check up on you every now and then while you are in the living room or at the library by using his quirk; Who starts giggling like crazy if you pretend to be shocked by him suddenly appearing out of nowhere despite both of you knowing fully well that both of you are used to it by now; Who adores the way how you give him the attention he was so desperately craving for; Who disappears the same way he randomly showed up before to rest his forehead on the wall he just went through as his head gets heavy from all the happy feelings he has; Who can't stop grinning even more until you are reunited again as his affection batteries have been recharged

Tamaki; Who had very specific requests for his hero costume, for one because of his quirk and for two because of his own comfort zone; Who pulls his hood into his face to distract himself from people who might be watching him; Who sometimes isn't aware of his own proportions and how muscular he is thanks to always standing next to Mirio; Who one day walks into his room where you were already waiting for him and finds you twirling around with his cape on; Who swears he has never ever seen something this cute in his entire life; Who doesn't know whether to make himself known or watch you just a little bit more; Who cracks a wonky smile the more he thinks about what he is witnessing right now; Who feels his cheeks flush more with every passing second while also not wanting to put an end to it; Who promises himself once more to always protect you no matter the cost to keep your peace and happiness safe before walking towards you to carefully take off the hood to smile at you

Dabi | Todoroki Touya; Who has had bad role models for love and affection for his entire life; Who made it look like he knew what he was doing when you started dating but actually followed what he had seen on tv; Who hates being the center of attention unless it’s on a national broadcast during one of his coups to assert dominance over the hero society; Who doesn't have a single mirror in his room in order to avoid looking at his own reflection; Who freezes in confusion when you ask him if you could practice doing face paint on him because it’s somewhat important for your upcoming mission; Who gulps whenever you get closer to inspect your drawn lines while you mumbled about how pretty he is; Who ends up turning one hand into a fist to stop his mimics from exposing his thoughts by his cheeks turning red thanks to these unexpected remarks; Who has probably never felt this loved before; Who coincidentally is around when you need a new ‘victim’ for practice purposes, every single time; Who enjoys the tickle of the tools but especially your fingers slightly brushing his cheeks instead; Who closes his eyes while you are painting because he simply trusts you that much

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KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

Sunshine boy Kirishima is the type of person to avoid encounters that could trigger negative feelings at all cost. So he knows to avoid you when he is in a bad mood because he doesn't want his emotions to get the worst of him, potentially touching topics he knows he shouldn't speak about.

But with your relationship progressing more and more the both of you also ended up spending more and more time together - Leading to Kirishima being stuck in between his tight schedule of classes, training and free time that he wants to spend with you, but also with his friends and his family and maybe at the agency when it has been a while since seeing Fatgum and his Amajiki-senpai and then there is this school project due that he also needs to work on with a group of classmates and ... He is just overwhelmed.

In his will to split his time so evenly that none of his friends would receive the short end of the stick, his bottled up stress gushes out of his mouth before he can even think of anything else to stop it from happening. And today the victim of his unresolved perfectionism ended up being you for the first time.

“How about we go to the movies on Saturday? There is this new documentary featuring Crimson Riot, which obviously shouldn't be news to you, so I got us tickets”, you had said in a cheerful tone while he had been doing his homework in his dorm room with you laying on his bed.

And then he saw literally red. His tightly knit schedule for the weekend started to fall apart because you wanted to spend time with your boyfriend, but Saturday was his day for the group project in the morning and sparring training with the BakuSquad in the afternoon as well as dinner at home with his family - it didn't work. Nothing worked anymore. 

When he finally gave in to the pressure he had been carrying on his shoulders for what must have been weeks, he isn't necessarily scary. But he loses control over his own strength, snapping his pen in two and with another grip into dozens of shards. He’s burning inside.

Kirishima always knows that he is in the wrong for blowing up like this, especially in situations where him not communicating properly to make everyone happy lead to the issue. He wants to stop shooting a glare at you, stop the wave of overwhelming rage breaking down the walls of sanity inside of him. Yet, he couldn't.

“You should have asked me first, Y/N. I’ve got appointments and meetings to attend, which can't be rescheduled. Things that are important. And you end up spending money when it was obvious I couldn't go in the first place. A simply question would have been enough. Is that so hard?” He rambled, and rambled, pushing himself beyond the borders of his comfort zone and what he would consider an appropriate tone of voice.

Kirishima is the type of person to be afraid of himself while he is getting mad. Simply because he feels like he is losing control over who he is as a person, over his values.

It didn't take long for you to talk back, soon enough looking at him with wide eyes like a deer standing in headlights. Not understanding what had suddenly gotten into your usually calm, levelheaded and sweet boyfriend, you left the room after grabbing your things.

As soon as the door fell shut, Kirishima put his head in his hands, he himself trying to make sense out of the things he had just said. And he cried tears of frustration and regret.

For Kirishima, when his blind anger subsides, his usual reaction was to cry. He wanted to be held by you so desperately, but he also knew that he needed to give you space after snapping at you for something that you couldn't have known and that hadn't been your fault at all.

He stayed in his room instead of chasing after you to apologize to his heart’s desire. While the episodes of escalation mostly appeared out of nowhere, they tended to be over just as quickly. 

All he did that evening to reach out to you via text message: “I’m sorry, sweetheart. You didn't do anything wrong, I’ll explain everything to you tomorrow. It was just life getting ahead of me. Please don't hate me. Goodnight.”

And apologies happened to be exactly what he was surprisingly good at. Not that he needed to apologize often, it was more likely a sign of him knowing you well enough to guess correctly what might make you feel better as well. Though, it took days for him to personally be fine again.

Regret and reasonable blame were nagging at him when he stood in front of your door the very next morning. 

He brought enough goodies to make everyone in sight think that he was on his way to propose to someone or wish them a good recovery at the hospital: Your favorite sweet, balloons that were floating above his head, a teddy bear in Red Riot gear, and most importantly his puppy eyes filled with said regret.

“I’m so sorry for yesterday. I have this stupid tendency of wanting to please everyone and I kind of built a fragile system of making sure that I never say no to meeting and that collapsed like a house of cards the moment you took over. And you were just my gorgeous, gorgeous Y/N and it wasn't fair at all what I did to you.”

The tears were back. Though bold on the outside, the self-confidence issues sometimes charged at him out of nowhere, blowing him of his own two feet. He hated that side of him. He sincerely did.

But he knew that he could make it right with you. That he had to change something about himself, which couldn't be postponed no matter how busy he was. 

A long talk about the reasons for his breakdown and a cuddle session later the argument is nearly long forgotten. Just be prepared for him being a little extra careful with his words in the upcoming days.

SHINSOU HITOSHI

Shinsou is definitely the type of person to openly speak about minor issues, like boring classes or that one classmate that always seems to get on his nerves. Sometimes he even lets you listen to him rambling about how a perverted grape boy made it into 1A while he himself hadn't. He doesn't get it. No one does.

For him there is also nothing wrong about mentioning problems that can be fixed within seconds. You don't want to make the detour to the supermarket to get the chocolates he asked for because it has already been a long and exhausting day for you? No worries, he understands.

A little bit of trash talking, gossiping about latest rumors and being sarcastic has become pastime of the both of you when you are just chilling at one of your dorm rooms. With that it turned out to be quite easy to understand what things are bothering Shinsou and which aren't on his radar. That makes up for his usually resting sleepy face, which can be hard to read at times.

But there is one struggle he couldn't get himself to share with you: His overwhelming fear of losing you. It doesn't matter whether you just end up breaking up with him or he loses you for real in a scenario that all heroes fear. If he could, he would check in with you 24/7 - And this ended up being rather suffocating.

He hated turning into a walking red flag. So he put in all the effort he could find within himself to avoid being overbearing. Actually, he might have achieved the absolute opposite on accident. Somehow he couldn't seem to get the balance right between “I want to know what you are doing when you are so much as breathing without me present.” and “Haven't seen you in a while, what was it, a week? Sorry, I didn't notice.”

Shinsou tended towards the latter, not necessarily leaving you on read all the time, but he developed that habit of never opening a text and forgetting about it sooner or later. 

He was so afraid of coming off as overbearing and suffocating, like he was ripping off your wings to prevent you from flying away, that he grew to be blind when it came to you feeling lonely. Out of fear of restraining you, he genuinely wasn't paying attention to the opposite end of the spectrum. To him it seemed like he was still on the verge of being clingy when in reality it had been weeks since his last morning text.

“Hitoshi, why don't we try and be more active as a couple online as well? I would love to get more texts from you, random selfies and what not. There is this cute app that alerts you every hour or so and then you’ve got like two minutes to take a picture of yourself and send it to your partner. No filter, no nothing. Wouldn't that be cute?” It had just been an innocent idea of yours, yet it set something off inside of him.

“You are joking, right?”

In fact, you weren't joking. He was being an absolutely idiot of a boyfriend by being blindsided and frozen in anxiety because he was trying too hard. 

You complained, he bickered back, you called him out, he had a sarcastic remark to make. It wasn't until you were sitting up to look at him rather riled up that he noticed that the both of you were actually fighting right now. And he didn't even know what to say.

Shinsou is the type of boyfriend to just stare at you with big eyes when you are raising your voice. He lets you yell if you feel like it, not raising his voice at you in return. His brain is working on comprehending what is happening right in front of him - Feelings aren't exactly his specialty.

To be frank, he didn't react to you pouring your heart out. Not because he wasn't listening but rather because he felt like he was walking on eggshells and in order to not destroy more of them, standing still seemed to be his best option.

He also didn't interrupt you. It was just your words filling the room in what was supposed to be a two-sided conversation, hence he came off as ignorant and plainly ignoring you at times. Internally, that wasn't true at all. 

Later on, he would be the quiet type to apologize. It took him an hour after you had left to figure out what had happened and how he wanted to react to it. But he knew that he didn't want to lose you, let alone over such a stupid little thing that had grown to be a major issue for you without him noticing. Preferably, he would want to burry his head in his pillow forever to never have to see daylight again. He had messed up.

Another hour later he found himself standing in front of your door, the walk of shame through the common room had put a strain on his nerves while those who had seen you storm off two hours ago had been eyeing him curiously. In a dorm filled with teenagers some tea was always appreciated by many.

“My darling, can I come in, please? I know I was stupid. And I’m sorry I didn't realize it.”

Oh boy, did he learn his lesson. While he was still not fully opening up about the depths of his fear of losing you, he gave a short explanation as to why he had basically ignored you in terms of text messages, calls or taking pictures. 

His way of apologizing mostly includes him trying to fix the cause of the issue without telling you as he doesn't want to bother you even more. But he is trying, he really is. Expect morning and good night texts from now on. 

Honestly, he got the most relieved when he saw you smile and laugh at him again the next day. Despite his worries of losing you having been triggered like never before, he also managed to appreciate the fun moments with you even more. There might be lots of things that are left for him to learn about being a good boyfriend, but he is getting there.

Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou Katsuki? Having a crush on someone? More likely than you would think based on his snappish behavior towards pretty much every other human being that gets to interact with him. But he is keeping his cool in front of everyone else, only allowing himself to think of you when he is drifting off to sleep, only to realize that you were among his first thoughts in the morning as well.

He was used to keeping a stoic face whenever you would pass by, talk to him or eventually be around him more often than not because the BakuSquad kind of decided to adopt you. Those traitors. Little did they know.

A new obstacle happened to be physical touch. Somehow fate or destiny or whatever was making the decisions had found another way to spite him. As if Deku becoming All Might’s successor hadn't been enough for him to deal with.

Headphones in his ears, he himself had tried to ignore your mere presence right next to him on the bus that suddenly seemed unnecessarily crowded again. After a long day in town the BakuSquad had ended up on the bus back to the dorm - Lacking space Kaminari, Mina and Sero had squeezed in one row, leaving the other row to Kirishima, Bakugou and well, you.

When he felt something touch his right shoulder - the left one being smashed against the window in an attempt to avoid accidentally this - he first thought the chaotic three seated in the row behind them were trying to pull a prank on him. 

Without moving much, he glared to his right side. Frankly, he was expecting Kaminari to be hanging halfway over the back of the seat, but definitely not your head to come into his view. He was quick to realize why his shoulder was also feeling heavier than usual.

His eyes shot to the front, pinned to the screen a couple of rows in front of him that announced that there stop was still about 20 minutes away. Bakugou gulped, only for his body to turn to stone. One wrong move and all of his friends would realize what he was stuck in. 

Feeling your even breath against his upper arm, he found it in himself to relax his shoulder and even lower it for you to have a more comfortable headrest.

Why was his damn heart beating so freaking quickly? Despite the music coming through the headphones, he caught the sound of his own heart not only pacing but running inside his chest. 

It took one curve hit with a little too much speed for every passenger to be lifted into the air and to bump on their bottoms only a heartbeat later. Though in Bakugou’s case it was rather two heartbeats or three, considering how soft your skin felt against his.

But the rather inconsiderate maneuver caused you to stir and wake up just in time to hear him curse the driver in a growled whisper: “Fucking idiot.”

Not knowing what had happened, you sat up straight to face Kirishima this time, thinking that Bakugou’s outrage had been directed at you. Asking for permission this time, you found yourself snuggled against the redhead’s shoulder only moments later.

Bakugou hated it.

He was the one whose sweat literally smelled like caramel, now why exactly where you preferring the rock’s shoulder over his? 

Little grumpy gremlin.

But he had a hard time being grumpy because usually he would just express it openly but if he were to do it now everyone would wonder why and he would have to explain things or they would catch on themselves. Not freaking happening.

He literally can't wait for the day you are officially his and you can nap on his shoulder as much as you want without anyone interrupting the shared coziness.

Todoroki Shoto

Oblivious to his own feelings, he just knows that he is quite at ease when you are around and therefore enjoys your presence.

When the whole class boarded the bus after territory training at the USJ, he straightforward offered that you could sit next to him - You had been training in the water area and had returned to the bus completely soaked as well as covered in a blanket. Being more content with his fire quirk now, Todoroki didn't mind sitting next to you to warm you.

Unfortunately more or less everyone who was in the same state as you tried to sit close to him, a popularity he never would have seen coming when he was still suppressing his second half. 

With Mina sitting at the window and him placed on the aisle seat, you were basically sandwiched in between them. There were enough empty seats for what might have been three classes of people, but he had just kept you close enough for you to snatch the seat right next to him, with Mina complaining that she wanted the human heater as well and squishing herself next to the window.

Todoroki considered it a value of friendship to make sure that you weren't freezing alone in a corner.

Limps tired from hours and hours of practice, jumping up and down through various territories and using your quirks for hundreds of attacks, most of your classmates were silently sitting in their seats, including Todoroki and you.

As you drifted off to take a nap once the bus had departed, you were drawn to the comfy warmth Todoroki was emitting. His own hands intertwined on his lap he didn't notice how you were tilting more and more towards him until your forehead collided with his shoulder. It wasn't until one of your hands landed in his lap as well that he reacted.

His eyes widened. His left cheek was tinted red. And oh boy, did he jump when he realized that it wasn't just him feeling the heat go up but rather his quirk having a mind of its own.

Something was happening inside of him when he saw your fingers nearly touching his. He didn't quite know what was going on but it was a new feeling. Maybe he should ask Fuyumi about it later on or do what every sane person would do: Google it.

For everyone watching the two of you the scene remained unchanged even though he had nearly grilled you on accident. His facial expression hadn't changed at all, the tiny blush was long gone the moment he had gotten control over his inner temperature again. 

But you had started shifting a little bit, in the end furrowing your eyebrows in your sleep and sitting up without even being fully awake yet. 

“Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to do this, Shoto,” you mumbled more or less conscious before tilting to your other side and resting your chin on Mina’s shoulder who in return placed her head on yours, like good friends simply do. Todoroki might have blinked five times with his eye pinned to his now empty shoulder.

A little bit like a lost puppy.

Eventually he turned the heat on just a bit more - How else was he supposed to ensure that you were still warming up after switching sides and being farther away from him?

Past the arrival at UA, Mina carefully woke you up by nudging your shoulder. Todoroki swore that he had never seen something as pure as your squished cheek and tired face before. So he might have glared at you for a second too long, snapping out of it just another second later.

If it hadn't been for Midoriya and especially Uraraka intervening, he would have been on his way to Recovery Girl to get his heart palpitations checked out. Maybe he was allergic to your perfume? Don't ask him how he found out what your perfume smelled like, he didn't know the details either.

The one to easily fall asleep the night after, but dream about the encounter in very vivid detail.

Midoriya Izuku

He openly admired literally everything about you - From your personality to your quirk. And he secretly admired all those little details about you as well - The way your nose curled when you laughed, your way of walking, even the way your cheeks turned red whenever you were embarrassed. 

It came natural that he analyzed your every feature with shy glances to the side when the whole class was seated in a plane on their way back from the US to Japan, fortunately or rather unfortunately for his poor heart with you being seated right next to him.

The whole trip had been one big adventure, one highlight had followed the next. Thanks to All Might’s reputation and his good connections to heroes from the other side of the ocean, all three a classes had been invited to a hero congress in the states. 

Until you had dozed off next to him, it hadn't occurred to him how close you actually were. And when your head tipped over to land on his shoulder, he broke a sweat. He himself had to lean his head back into the headrest with a long and heavy sigh before a single thought could come to his mind.

What do I do? Oh god, what do I do? Combat training didn't prepare me for this. My throat is so dry. Is this the end? Oh no no no, what if they wake up? How do I react to that? MOM, I NEED SOME HELP HERE.

With time passing he had gotten more used to being around all type of people, even girls like Uraraka, who was seated on the aisle seat in the same row. But you were ... well you were still human and therefore not much different from anyone else, yet he always found himself overthinking his every word in front of you. 

The movie he had been watching was still playing on the little screen attached to the seat in front of him and it functioned as a great disguise that covered him starring at said spot while once again overthinking what he was supposed to do.

A heavy blush creeped up his neck all the way to his ears whenever he was trying to get a short look at your sleeping figure. Was watching you asleep some type of felony? Because he surely felt like he was interrupting something that he shouldn't despite being a part of said scenario.

In the middle of carefully taking a streak of hair that had fallen into your peaceful face to pin it behind your ear Midoriya caught Uraraka smirking at the both of you. She showed zero intentions of helping this boy out.

He tried to get her attention and pity by forming a slow ‘Help. Me.’ with his lips which she completely ignored and instead gestured for him to just sit back, relax and enjoy the moment.

Midoriya’s issue with that was that his body seemed to have forgotten about any way to relax. 

He wasn't breathing heavily. He tried not to tense up too much. He gave the movie another try. It simply wasn't working. The dim lights in the cabin of the plane weren't exactly helpful either because the disabled him from reading something as a quiet distraction from your hand literally wrapping around his upper arm. 

Boy made sure that your seatbelt was fastened, that your blanket was tucked in and he even stopped the movie you were watching with some shakily executed pushes of buttons on your remote. Just in case that you wanted to continue watching it later on.

At some point the cabin crew made its round, offering drinks and snacks before breakfast would be served about an hour later. It didn't matter how little he moved to reach for his cup of tomato juice (recommendation from All Might for his immune system), you stirred only seconds after the cup had passed your face.

Midoriya made eye contact with you when he had wanted to check on your presumably still sleeping figure, only that you were looking directly at him with those perfectly shimmering eyes of yours. Of course you apologized when you realized what had been going on.

“N-no problem at all! I hope you had a good nap! Break... breakfast will be served in like an hour. Sorry for waking you up!”

He started mumbling the more he was saying. Sipping his tomato juice was the one and only thing that made him shut up.

But you had turned towards Uraraka already - once he had finished his little rambling - now resting your head on her shoulder. Midoriya sank deeper into the seat, wondering what about him might have scared you off so bad that you had chosen another person to sleep on, kind of feeling a hint of jealousy nag on him.

Obviously he was rolling around in his bed later that night. Not even ever-so-smart Iida had been able to give him any advice on how to deal with this memory. It was simply stuck in his head. All day. All night.

Better bet that the image of your cheek being squished against his shoulder was now imprinted on his brain.

Bakugou Katsuki

Before meeting him: 

Whatever had triggered the bond to be formed some day, you were facing one of the hardest weeks in your entire life until you figured out that your sudden resent of nearly everything and everyone was not an unexpected change of heart of yours. 

Most importantly you were asking yourself who ‘Deku’ was and why your mind was set on outdoing him. Sometimes it was quite frustrating as the most present emotion seemed to be his everlasting rage or hate towards people you didn't even know. 

All of the by then common feelings changed when your blood ran cold out of nowhere, your hands were shacking, you were sweating, everyone around you made you uneasy - As if you were waiting to be attacked any given second. You later learnt this was the day he had gotten kidnapped by the League of Villains.

In return, Bakugou tended to roll his eyes as soon as he felt random happiness wash over him. Deep down he was glad that you were doing well, but having a sudden outburst of laughter wasn't exactly what he had in mind for combat training with his class.

After meeting him:

He turns into a freaking mindreader. It took him about three dates to figure out what to do when you were facing which emotions and he always seemed to have an ace up his sleeve. 

You are having a bad day? Don't worry, he already knows. And when it was bad enough for him to feel it, he usually would prep his bed with dozens of cushions for a cuddle session where you could pour your heart out. To be fair, it usually reminds other people of an interrogation but Bakugou just doesn't know how to ask about your bad day with different measures.

With his emotions being mostly in check, you rarely experience his feelings projecting onto you once your relationship settled. If it wasn't for his nightmares. Hero work sometimes required being faced with situations one should talk about with a therapist - And Bakugou highly appreciates waking up to you, ready to cuddle him and stroke his hair for comfort when the nightmares get bad enough for you to wake up as well. He feels guilty every single time. 

Bakugou loves the warm feeling that spread inside his chest after he did something that made you specifically happy. For example, your first kiss had nearly knocked him off of his feet as he hadn't been used to thousands of butterflies joining his own butterfly garden at once.

Todoroki Shouto

Before meeting him:

In the beginning he hadn't really cared about the soulmate bond. After seeing his parents’ marriage turn to dust and hate this early in his life he had decided that he had had his fair share of love and soulmates for an entire lifetime.

Being on the timid side, it was hard for you to pin down when exactly the bond had manifested. That made the sudden outbursts of fear when facing his father even worse. One time you caught yourself nearly jumping up and yelling “Please, don't hurt me!” even though you had been sitting in your safe living room with no one around.

The day he finally accepted his second quirk and put it to full use, you had been on the edge nerve-wise for the entire duration of the staged battle, without knowing that it was even taking place. It wasn't exactly an emotion that roared through your body, but the heat enveloping especially your left side had you on your knees in excitement.

On the other hand, there was Shoto with his limited access to other children his age until he joined UA. So the pinches of happiness, cheerfulness and pride that seasoned his daily life where mostly coming from your end. As a child he always imagined all the amazing stories you would be able to tell him, even though these emotions had been triggered by pretty much normal things, like getting a good grade.

After meeting him:

You are each other’s voice of reason. While you are teaching him how to be a little bit more expressive with his feelings and are rather busy describing what different emotions feel like (he was confused sometimes), he usually just kept his hand on your back to support you and your ambitions in everyday life.

His mom loves you. His sister loves you. His brother loves you. Because you bring out the best in Shoto. He is not a complete fool but whenever he visits his mother, he likes to tell her how you described different emotions that he himself hadn't been able to put a label on yet. 

“It’s technically feeling all warm and fuzzy inside, but sometimes also like you are having a heart attack because you are just so eager for the other person to like you that you are giving it your absolute best all the time. That’s what Y/N called a crush. And I came to the conclusion that I had and still have the biggest crush on Y/N.”

He is also very considerate of the stress he is causing you as a hero. You’ve sworn to never watch a live broadcast of one of his encounters with villains in order for him to be able to stay calm - The moment he is back, you get to hug him, ruffle his hair and pick a movie for the night.

Midoriya Izuku

Before meeting him:

Looking back, your first time feeling his emotions had been at the tender age of kindergarten age when 5-year-old Izuku was told that he would most likely never develop a quirk, therefore crushing his dreams of becoming a pro hero like All Might.

Far ahead of being invested in heroes yourself, you felt yourself drawn to All Might, which didn't seem odd considering his status and popularity, but it made a lot more sense when it turned out that Midoriya was your soulmate. 

Despite of pain not being an actual emotion, you started experiencing this odd and unexplainable rush of tingles in your limbs mixed with stubbornness and pride one faithful November evening. No doctor, not even soulmate specialists, could help you figure out what was happening.

For Midoriya training had become his life. Especially ever since applying to UA. In the middle of despair and fear of failure, the emotions of your very normal life helped him ground himself whenever he was losing himself in anxiety. He realized that there was another person he was somewhat living for, not just himself.

After meeting him:

He wants to know everything about you, the very moment both of you meet. There is just so much more for him to learn about you that he can barely calm himself down enough to take a breath and answer your questions. The ecstasy happened to be addicting thanks to your soulmate bond and you ended up chatting for hours on end, in a rush of excitement and blossoming feelings.

You are his rock. It doesn't matter how much he blushes when he thinks about you, how fast his heart races inside his chest or how much of a burden you might think you are to him - All day long teeny tiny waves of happiness will hit you and they will tell you that you are on his mind this very moment. It’s the least he can do when his workload is heavy and he can't see you as often as he would love to.

On the rare occasions of both of you having a bad day at the very same time, it spirals into misery pretty quickly because he doesn't know how to handle your bad days and his stress at the same time without being overwhelmed. Don't worry, a long cuddle season will not only turn his cheeks red, but also calm his nerves rather quickly. On days like these he is the small spoon.

Kirishima Eijirou

Before meeting him:

The spring he entered UA must have left you quite baffled as not only the amount of passion, happiness and excitement basically exploded inside of you thanks to your soulmate, but it had been a huge difference from before spring holidays. If one knew how much he had changed by entering the hero school, it was definitely you.

Tiredness was not exactly something that Kirishima was experiencing often, yet when it hit him it really did. That was also the time when his dark thoughts would come back to haunt him despite his efforts of locking them up inside of his heart. His restless nights turned into your restless nights with ease.

Honestly, it always made his day when he physically felt that you were having a good day as well. He didn't know what caused your happiness, it was enough to feel the warmth spread in his body as a sign that you were doing fine. His friends were always aware of your happy feelings as well because Kirishima never managed to hide his smile when the tickling sensation of foreign happiness hit him.

After meeting him:

Not much has changed about the endless energy that is flowing through his body whenever you smile. And vice versa. When he is in his feels, he is deep down the rabbit hole, hence the fuzzy feeling in your tummy won't subside that easily. 

In contrast, it took a really long time to convince him to share his feelings verbally with you when things weren't going as planned. Being the walking sunshine he is it was hard for him to learn that him being sad or in a bad mood isn't jeopardizing your way of living and that it’s impossible to always be happy, even if it’s just on the outside.

Dating Kirishima as your soulmate is as simple as reading a book. His level of excitement as soon as you are around goes through the roof, making it easy for you to feel his reaction to you as well. Fair enough, the spark in his eyes was pretty much exposing his thoughts on top of that, but the feeling of butterflies in your stomach reached a whole new level with him around.

Togata Mirio

Before meeting him:

All there was could be describe as an eternal source of warmth. Granted, as children there was crying sometimes or anger or even jealousy, but the older you grew the stronger your constant - yet external - urge to smile got. Every. Single. Day. Some might want to describe it as slightly unnerving. How could your soulmate always be this happy?

Nevertheless, waves of seriousness would hit you regularly. Some longer, some shorter. But they remained, never completely vanishing whether it was winter or summer, raining or burning hot. Those were the moments when he was in battle, most likely during his patrol rounds through the city - It would have been hard to guess that though as there was never fear or hatred involved.

Then the day that everyone still hates talking about took place. It had started without any hint of disaster in the air, you had been going about your day as per usual. First, tension made itself known, followed by the urge to jump into action. But nothing could compare to the way your vision went blurry while he simultaneously collapsed in Tamaki’s arms and you just knew that something horrendous had happened.

After meeting him:

Honestly, thank god that you have the soulmate connection as that makes it much easier to know if he is actually happy or just pretending to be for your sake. Most of the time he is genuinely his sunshine nature, yet there are times when he locks himself in metaphorically speaking - So you better go and hug him when it’s bad enough for you to feel it. He will appreciate nothing more than a cuddle session.

Speaking of cuddle sessions - This man knows your love language down to a T and he will shower you in said love language whenever there is just a tiny bit of negativity entering his own brain through the soulmate connection: “You always make me so happy, so I gotta do my best to keep you happy as well, my honey bun.” Cue the ridiculously blinding smile.

He loves you. He simply loves you so so so much that he barely knows where to place all the excitement when he sees you or when he gets to spend time with you or when you text him. There’s always a reason for him to be happy as long as you are involved. And you physically feel it, too.

Amajiki Tamaki

Before meeting him:

Sometimes you found yourself being better at dealing with his anxiety than he was because you knew it would be over at some point and you didn't have to face the reason for his fear. From your perspective, he had always been on the more nervous side. It only occurred to you that it might be a bigger issue once nervousness turned into unsettling fear that took your breath away in the non-romantic sense.

On the other end of the connection was him - Usually hands in his pockets, eyes pinned to the floor, avoiding conversation with strangers at all cost. Feeling your happy feelings caused him to relax at basically every given opportunity, but it also had him worried that he might rob you of your light and spark if he were to step into your life.

When he couldn't sleep at night, he would try to picture you based on how being subject to your emotions felt. That gave way to him completely getting lost in his thoughts and imagination as he realized that there might be a person who was just as excited to meet him. He had to hug a pillow to keep the butterflies in check - In return, you experienced cozy dreams during those specific nights.

After meeting him:

He really had to get used to the fact that you were around now and not only a fantasy any longer. Eventually, he learnt how to come to terms with his worries of overwhelming you or scaring you away and allowed himself to not suppress his own emotions that might expose his blossoming feelings for you.

There is lots of comfort for each other. Both of you have realized, especially thanks to his constant state of insecurity, that the emotions not being strong enough to trigger the soulmate connection doesn't mean that there is nothing going on inside of you. So, casually holding hands while watching tv or some words of affirmation here and there have become part of your daily lives.

When you have one of these “Oh my god, I just fell in love with him all over again” situations, the tips of his ears turn bright red. You don't need to say anything, he feels it. Usually he doesn't know what he did to make you feel this way, but it surely eases his soul to realize that even the seemingly most mundane things like laughing can make you feel as much love for him as he has for you.

For now you didn’t have to talk to anyone since the man in black didn’t seem to be interested in a conversation with you. He had simply advised you to follow him after the glorious embarrassment that many high ranked heroes had witnessed. What a good start.

Wherever the two of you were headed, you could just assume that it was your classroom. A room filled with strangers was waiting for you, maybe expecting you to come. Who knew what they had been told in advance. You didn’t know anything for sure at that point.

Nevertheless you hoped that you would be able to sit down again soon as sleep-deprivation was getting the best of you. The adrenaline in your body kept you awake and functioning, but your eyes started to feel heavy. Probably it hadn’t been the best idea to send you to school two days after your arrival in a completely different country with a new time zone. Last night the jet lag had robbed you of many hours of sleep, leaving you running on three - not consecutive - hours of rest. 

On a Monday. At eight in the morning. Definitely not the ideal combination.

Your teacher didn’t leave a lot of space for thinking when he stopped next to a gigantic door. For a second you fought the huge to look up in shock until it opened with ease. Once it had swung open, you caught the first glimpse of your new classmates. 

With the backpack on your shoulders you straightened your back and put on a smile before stepping in. Nineteen pairs of eyes followed the movements of their teacher, though many scanned you as soon as they had noticed your figure. Except for a pretty grumpy looking blonde in the second row and a another boy, whose red and white hair got your attention, with absolutely no expression on his face, everyone seemed like they wanted to ask questions about your presence.

Without caring about the reaction your teacher walked to his desk only to sigh loudly. He went on with a monologue that you didn’t understand at all. The words he mumbled didn’t match any of the vocabulary you had learnt as preparation for your stay. Your thumbs started to twist around each other while you tried to translate at least one sentence.

To absolutely no avail you listened to the short speech, focused to not show your struggles openly. Finally a word came up that you had heard before - ryuugakusei. You celebrated the achievement with a growing smile, which wanted to disappeared when it hit you what that meant. Ryuugakusei happened to be translated as exchange student. It was your turn to speak again.

„Introduction, please,“ the man in the front announced in English with a look in your direction. 

For some reason a boy with curly green hair gasped aloud to hurriedly open his notebook and stare at you with curious eyes. His hand practically ready to write in the speed of light. As no one said something about it, you tried to refocus on the task.

The words of your Japanese introduction, that you had carefully constructed with the help of four online translators last night, deleted themselves for the second time today. Failing at the teachers’ lounge was one thing, but not being able to introduce yourself in front of your own class was something you didn’t want to risk.

So screw the rules!

You pulled out your phone from the pocket in your skirt - god bless whoever made that decision - and opened the notes with your sentences. Before anyone would even have the time to stop you, you began to read them out loud. Saying your name, your age, where you were from and many details more.

„I will stay for the entirety of your second year. Let’s do our best together!“ You concluded in the end. 

Of course you took a short bow while your classmate gave you a round of applause for whatever motivation. Probably to praise your bravery, because your grammar and pronunciation must have been off completely. Then your teacher allowed you to sit down at the empty seat behind the green-haired boy. 

The following lesson progressed pretty much as you had expected it to. Not that you understood what it was about, though you could finally switch off your brain for a few minutes and silently take a breath. 

Shortly after, the bell sent you back into attention mode. You watched how everyone got up, went to the wall to your left, grabbed a box with a number and aimed for the door. While you were pretty much busy with trying to figure out what was going on, someone placed their hand on your shoulder. A girl with dark hair in a ponytail stepped into your sight.

„My name is Yaoyorozu Momo and I’m one of two class presidents. Our next lesson is quirk training at the gym, so just follow me. Your costume is waiting there as well,“ she said in a soft voice. 

„Your English is really good,“ you blurted out in surprise. „Thanks for telling me! I’ll be in your care, then.“

On your way to the gym the hallways were filled with students that were also changing their rooms right now. Even though the floor had looked kind of pretty in its empty state, seeing it being crowded gave it the impression of actually being in a school. No matter how many people you passed, most of them still stared at you. 

„They are excited to see a foreigner here. In Japan we aren’t used to being around people from Europe or America, that makes you really special,“ Momo explained with a giggle.

Her explanation made sense, yet you wondered why they were more excited to be faced with a foreigner than your classmates with quirks that affected their appearance. You literally had a boy with tentacles and a person with a bird head in your class. Having such a quirk was seemingly more common than being a foreigner, you thought. 

This whole center of attention thing went on in the locker room where you got reunited with your hero costume. A while ago you had handed it to an official of the exchange program at your home school and never saw it again. Until now. 

„You look really cool! I’m Ashido Mina. Call me Mina,“ a girl with pink skin commented. Her English pronunciation wasn’t the greatest, but it was easy to understand her name. Finally someone that you could actually call by name. 

Thanks to her a huge round of introductions started with the girls. At the end you knew like three names for sure, half of them to a certain extent and the rest was forgotten. 

Unfortunately the lesson itself asked even more of your brain since every student was asked to demonstrate his or her quirk. From what you could tell, some of them had arranged complete shows to present their abilities. Only you were attending without a certain plan, but the teacher hadn’t chosen the water area of the USJ for nothing. 

The blonde boy set off various explosions while yelling like crazy, a red-head didn’t even flinch when his hardened skin collided with the fire, another boy with black hair escaped the water last minute before a second blonde electrified the whole artificial lake. Last but not least Mina improvised a dance with elements of her acid simply consuming the ice that the boy with the scar and the resting bitch face had created.

„Okay, you are next,“ Momo made sure to let you know. 

When you stepped out of the group of students, you swore that the boy, who had been called ‚Deku‘ by the angry fire guy multiple times, intently wanted to pull out his notebook that obviously wasn’t there because he was wearing his hero costume. 

You bowed a little in front of your classmates to get their attention, „Please watch me!“

These very few Japanese words were certainly enough to do so, which made you feel their glances while you were walking up to the water. Your movements made the skirt part of your dress jump a little, but you didn’t have to worry about showing too much skin thanks to the pair of black shorts underneath.

„Our little exchange student knows what a lake is, doesn’t she? Can’t wait to see her face when she finds out that the water is not carrying her,“ Bakugou joked with crossed arms. For him and all the others it looked like you were headed for a dive. 

Instead of stopping at the sandy area, you continued to walk even after your shoes had touched the water. Like walking on normal ground you went on as if nothing had changed, causing the first mumbles of your classmates. 

In the middle of the lake you stood still, not moving at all. Everything you did was to focus on the water and the energy inside of your body as you took deep, yet calm breaths through your nose. Even your eyes were closed. From their perspective it looked like you had no idea what to do now that you had made it there. But then you opened your eyes, unknown to them.

Out of nowhere a huge wave surrounded you while it pushed itself towards the coast into all directions with your position being the center. Your classmates only gasped at the growing wall of water that was making its way into their direction. They lost sight of you when you disappeared behind the water. 

Preparing themselves to go into defensive mode, they didn’t know what was going on or what your intentions were. Soon enough you broke through the surface from behind, again using the water like normal ground and simply touching the monstrous wave with your index finger. 

As it had never existed, the wave got smaller within seconds. In the blink of an eye the lake returned to its not harmful state. 

„SHE DIDN’T EVEN GET WET!“ Mina cheered at the realisation that you had bursted through water, stopped a gigantic tsunami and walked on water without the tiniest sign of a water stain on your clothes or hair. 

An absolutely strange battle broke out when half of your class gathered around you during a heated conversation with each other. At some point you were sure that you understood the word quirk, but that was as much as you were able to translate again. So you tried to not look too confused once your mind wanted to convince you that you had heard ‚lunch‘ somewhere in between. Too many voices to keep track of asked you things that you didn’t even understand.

„Everyone! Back in line! This behaviour is inappropriate for future heroes. Just imagine how our new classmate must feel in a situation like this!“ The main class president interrupted the chaos, at least that was what you remembered from Momo. 

„But we want to talk to her!“ A third blonde boy exclaimed directly next to you, shooting a wink of glitter at you.

„Right, we need to talk to her!“ This time it was Mina that spoke, or rather yelled.

„You just want to have her all for yourself!“ Somehow this statement from the electricity dude shut up everyone, except for the class president that suddenly sounded like he was defending himself from accusations. 

Even after a few minutes had passed nothing really changed. You were still standing in the middle of people that were arguing with each other, especially since the teacher had ended the lesson. And you hadn’t gotten closer to finding out what the whole issue was about until Momo finally decided to help you out.

„They are fighting because all of them want you to join them at lunch. Welcome to the chaos that is called class 2-A.“

So they did what every aspiring hero with pride would do to solve such a problem - A representative of each squad had to participate in a battle of rock, paper, scissors. 

Several disappointed grumbles and screams of victory later Mina pointed her hand towards the ceiling: „I WON! SHE WILL EAT WITH US! THE ONE AND ONLY BAKUSQUAD!“

Everyone went back to their own squads, which made you realise that your translator wouldn’t be around during lunch. She had offered to come along, but Mina and three boys had told her that they would be fine. In the meantime you questioned at least Mina’s English skills when you got changed again.

In her excitement the pink girl practically dragged you back to the classroom where you grabbed your lunch and were then pulled to a place outside the building. Early in the morning it had been too cold to go out without a jacket, but now the warm sun of spring warmed your skin. 

It didn’t need any words to express your awe once you got to see the meeting place of the BakuSquad: A gigantic tree that blossomed in a corner of the yard. 

Wherever you looked at the ground, it was covered in white to pinkish petals from the tree and this way it wasn’t a big surprise that you had some of them on your head only a few moments after your arrival. The boys were already waving at the two of you arriving, except for the explosion boy as you had named him for now.

You sat down on one of the wooden benches that were standing around the tree, allowing you to sit close to the others but not too close to feel cramped. The first thing you did was to explain your quirk without words because your Japanese wasn’t good enough. 

Four of them widened their eyes at the sight of the water from your bottle hovering in the air above the ground. There you parted them into to two floating bubbles with only the movements of a finger to show what you could do. One bubble froze to ice, the other began to boil from the increasing heat you were providing, yet again with nothing more than a gesture. 

„But I can’t undo it, if I change their form. Now I’ll have to wait for the water to cool to drink it and I’ll use the frozen part as ice cubes to fasten the process,“ you admitted. 

You were met with questioning eyes that were exchanging glimpses with each other like they were trying to communicate. Just like that your smile turned into a rather insecure smirk.

„Idiots, she said she can’t undo it,“ a different voice grumbled. „And you definitely need to learn more Japanese to not fall behind in the future!“

It caught you quite off-guard that the explosion boy out of all people was able to speak English on such a high level. His scolding left you speechless for a moment and it stayed like this long enough for the others to regain their voice.

„Ooooh, Bakubro, what would we do without you?“ The boy with black hair said dramatically with the back of his hand touching his forehead as he leaned back a little. Not to be forgotten should be his very broken English and heavy accent, which he maybe did on purpose.

„We really love youuuuuuuu,“ the red-head followed suit.

All four of them launched themselves at the grumpy blonde at the same time, making him fall over in the process as he cussed words that no one would voluntarily translate. His friends didn’t get demotivated from his reaction and continued to hug him until he was about to use his quirk out of mere revolution purposes.

But they all turned around to look at you when you bent over laughing at the sight of them. Soon enough they giggled along, except for the explosion boy of course. Though even he had to admit that he had to suppress a chuckle. 

Welcome to the chaos that is called class 2-A!

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