#pseudo's ff

Context, M/n is a parent. Muzan took a liking to during one of their fights. M/n is often threatened to be made into a pillar by Oyakata as a joke to make him work faster/more.

Male Reader x Muzan

M/n softly sighed as he rubbed his shoulder, he had been away much longer than expected. "Papa!" A child with e/c eyes ran, jumping on his back while watching the demon slowly turn into dust. The father rushed to cover their eyes before placing a light kiss on their forehead. "I told you not to run at night." He spoke softly before resting the child against his chest, the crow landed on his shoulder. "Hide! Muzan has been spotted!" M/n's eyes widened before picking up his child, he rushed through the forest. The night was already drawing near. He needed to run faster. "Papa! You right!" C/n shouted throwing a knife at the demon leader who chuckled, of course, it did nothing.

"Little C/n." His voice ran out, they were trapped. He grit his teeth, hiding the child in his arms. "My dearest M/n," wind brushed over his ear. "Don't tell me you've forgotten me already?" He threw his weapon at the demon. "Mister demon, don't hurt my papa!" C/n shouted, tugging at his pant leg. Muzan chuckled before his eyes softly glowed. "I could never hurt your father," the demon's hands held his, before bringing it up to his mouth. "Child," he turned to look at them, ah, he couldn't hurt them either. They looked too much like M/n. "Here's some money, go to a shop and eat some food."

Silence. "Papa?" They held the money in their hands. M/n shook as he gave a nod. "Go ahead. I'll be there in a bit." The child's eyes lit up and ran to go get some snacks and candy.

"You held up nicely," Muzan spoke as he stared down at the wet mess that he stroked. "You damn bastard. What if my child saw it?!" He shouted in embarrassment, he was quickly quieted with a kiss. "Shh. Our child." He whispered into the kiss, it slowly deepened as his hands slipped up his shirt. "Don't claim my child, my wife," Muzan kissed him deeper to shut him up. "Don't talk about her." He bit his bottom lip.

M/n shuddered, holding his arms tightly before sliding down the trunk of the tree, Muzan held his waist keeping him from sliding further down. "I hate that she took you from me," he nibbled his ear. "Then she had you join the demon corp. If only she didn't tell you who I was, I would've had you. You'd be living in bliss." M/n sighed in pleasure. "Then you got her pregnant," M/n glared up at him. "Then you killed her."

"She was giving birth to your child. Our wonderful child." "Don't claim my child," his breath hitched feeling his neck being bitten into. "Then I'll claim you in their place." He couldn't help but think of Muzan as a sly bastard. Muzan smiled at the state his beloved was in, how could he not be angry that the man wasn't his. That C/n wasn't his to call a child of his. It was okay, Muzan got the human to love him once. He can do it again.

"I love you." His eyes stared into the e/c eyes before fading away. "That bastard." M/n slid down the tree, panting heavily at the painful erection that was left of Muzan's presence.

"Papa!" M/n looked tired as he cleaned himself, he picked up his child and sighed at the dilated eyes. "How much candy did you eat?" "Hehe." He gave a soft smile before glancing at the mirror. Muzan smiled through the mirror.

:D

Part two

The walk back was a quick one, being able to keep up with the flying crow was a plus. His eyes gazed over the flowers as the scent overwhelmed him, maybe being around that demon caused some reaction. Everytime he interacted with the demon he'd feel sick near such beautiful flowers. He reached over and touched the petals before a soft voice gently touched his cheek. "M/n-san," Kagaya smiled appeared as he touched the face that was near and dear to his heart. "Hello, little one," he tilted his head and patted the child's head before taking them into his arms. "My, you've grown." He praised before setting them down.

The child smiled and waved before rushing to the small hut to the side where the other demon slayers cheered that they had come back and that they prepared food. "Your mission," he spoke before feeling the demon's energy slowly disappearing. He reached for his neck and brushed over where Muzan touched. "Completed. There was a small setback." He didn't need to say anything else. Kagaya knew how Muzan obsessed over the man.

"You'll stay, right?" He asked, he always worried that his will to stay human or even stay by his side weakened with every visit from the demon. "Of course, Oyakata-sama." He closed his eyes and the blind man smiled. He let the flowers scent him.

Kagaya and M/n have known each other since birth, L/n's have served the clan since day one. They were often favoured by demons. They were strong and their e/c eyes seemed to captivate demons... They would become obsessive. How was this known?

Muzan met the first L/n. He ate the first L/n after turning into a demon, thankfully, two children were spared before being saved by Ubuyashiki ancestors. They learned about his L/n's seem to be craved by demons... Of course, history isn't pleasant. When there weren't enough demons slayers during the first years of demon slaying. L/n were sacrificed to go into a village infested and kill until they were saved by Muzan. One wish; to save this village and they would gladly be eaten.

It was all fine. M/n's father was killed the same way, Kagaya was a kind master. He cried while grabbing into his friend. The L/n didn't discriminate against gender, whoever was powerful would be saved and the weak were sent to be sacrificed. M/n was the youngest during that time.

In the end, his life was too valuable. Muzan saw the first L/n in him, it would be good to kill him after killing the entire clan. As the boy grew up, the demon couldn't help but crave for the man that he became.

They loved each other, but as a demon who didn't care for humans and killed whoever didn't sit well with the righteous descendant. He ended things, breaking the demon even more when he married and had a child.

The wife died of sickness.

"M/n," a pair of lips brushing against his neck snapped him out of his thoughts. "Oyakata-sama is there something wrong." He brushed his hand over his face before resting his fingertips on his scar. "We should go apply some ointment." "Right now, I'm Kagaya, M/n."

They sat on the floor, M/n carefully spread the medicine, it was a shame. The man before him has such flawless skin. The purple fits him well nonetheless. Even his eyes suited him. "M/n," Kagaya whispered as he held his wrist. "You won't fall for him again, would you?" M/n paused. "No. I don't love him. For the sake of Kagaya's peace of mind and for humanity." He spoke as the Lord smiled. Their hands intertwined. "That's... Good to hear." He whispered before kissing the s/c male gently.

"I'm sorry you can't have a normal life, L/n."

M/n closed his eyes leaning into his touch.

"I don't mind. My ancestors knew the challenges and sacrifices we needed to make, I know it too." He opened his eyes to stare at him.

"I just beg you to have mercy on my child."

Kagaya smiled.

"We will save humanity. There won't be a need for any more blood in your family," his thumb brushed against his lips before carelessly pushing it into his mouth. It brushed against his teeth before rubbing his tongue. M/n slightly drooled. "I can handle one round."

The two became silent. "Kagaya, your body is weak." He sighed softly. "Then tonight let's just kiss."

M/n L/n, the official concubine of Kagaya Ubuyashiki.

Kagaya's will was much more stubborn than M/n expected. "M/n," he spoke pulling the male into a kiss, eager and lovingly. "I'm dying, I wish I could see your child grow." M/n stared and hugged the male tightly. "Kagaya, don't say such things." They both knew it was true anyways. "I tell everyone to let you rest this week." He kissed his cheek. "Thank you, I hope this won't be our last time. Even though I'm getting weaker. I still enjoy this." Ah, guilt. "Your wife."

M/n is a god. M/n is his fake name but is most known as Khonshu. Instead of a falcon like in the mythology, I decided to let him have a crow.

Also, if you haven't read ennead it won't make sense. Also in Egypt mythology it's all incest. Don't come for me. I didn't tell the gods to fuck their siblings now did I?

There is no ennead fics. And Khonshu. So, bam. M/n is Khonshu, Khonshu is M/n. Related, yes. But great content, yes.

You don't like it. Do not read.

Okay? Nice. Continue.

Seth had managed to escape from Horus and that foreigner, Horus had taken him to the temple of Isis but he left feeling sick of the destruction he caused. The consequences were sickening to see. He continued to walk aimlessly in the desert. He prayed for the only god he could rely on at the moment. Someone he didn't expect to answer such prayers.

Seth dropped onto the sand, he grew tired and weak. Had he finally let this damned human body break? He deserved it but he couldn't help but feel angered. His hands gripped the sand before the showing of wings flapped. "Uncle!" Horus shifted back and went to take him to heal.

The sound of a crow filled the silence of Seth's refusal.

"Khonshu," Seth spoke breathlessly, Horus stared in shock, Khonshu never appeared. Everyone had thought he died or no longer cared for his family. Seth's eyes stared at the e/c eyes, a familiar feeling spread in his body before seeing the forgotten god walk over to him... The moon was full.

The moonlight showed off his s/c smooth and healthy looking skin. He lowered himself to Seth. "Seth," he smiled behind the crow mask. "As always, you look wonderful under the moon." Horus looked annoyed before Seth clung to the man. "Take me away," M/n flinched in surprise, he didn't expect anyone to use his chosen name... "I've had enough of this. Please, take me to the moon! Anywhere where he can't get me!"

"Grand nephew," he spoke carefully reaching for him but Horus grabbed his hand. "Stay away from him." His eye twitches from underneath the mask. "Do you not realize where you stand, child? I protect those who walk the desert at night. You seem to be a god, Seth," he glanced at the tired man. "Isn't a god no longer. A human. You have no privilege here during this time."

M/n snapped his fingers, Horus eyes widened feeling his jody stiffen up. He could move but slowly. "Seth, are you hurt?" His voice was calm and soft as he coddled the body close. "Just take me away from Osiris. He took everything..." He spoke before falling asleep. "Of course, grand nephew."

"Uncle!" Horus shouted as crows flicked around the two. "There is a place no one can touch. You haven't been there since you were young. I hope the moon can help you rest." The sand grabbed onto Horus sinking further down as they left.

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Seth woke up with a gasp. His hands tracking over his body, he was still alive... "Khonshu!" He shouted stumbling out of the bed before staring at the scenery... "The moon?" He spoke in disbelief, the moon was always there... He should've known that M/n was still alive. He should've asked for help sooner. "Seth?" He glanced over to the male who tilted his head a bit. "Your body is human, you should eat." He walked over to the red head, handing him a plate of vegetables and fruit with a soft smile.

Seth stared. "You're really alive."

Head tilt. "Yes? The moon is still here, is it not?"

Seth couldn't help but feel anger and he touched the god into the stomach with all of his strength. M/n toppled over, but Seth grabbed the food and walked to the side. "Did you not think to show up to the meetings?!" A confused look... "Take your mask off! I can't see your face!"

He took off his crow mask and frowned. "Meetings? I wasn't aware of such things," he gasped covering his mouth. "Did you guys forget me?" He almost hurt. "Ah... I want to destroy the moon and flood the world. How fucking hilarious." His mood shifted. "If you didn't know if I was dead then why did none of you come and check? Pieces of shit." Seth became angered. "You said no one could visit without permission!" M/n gaped in shock.

"I didn't think you all would listen! My siblings never do! For once they respect my personal space?! Wow, how kind!" He shouted annoyed about being forgotten. "Don't blame us! Do you know how serious you looked!?"

The two went silent.

"Nephew, have you been well?"

"Don't ask such a stupid question, you know. You're the moon after all."

M/n knew. He always knew. He closed his eyes. "You're safe here."

Seth stared at the salad.

"Thank you."

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You thought you were getting smut?

Haha, no.

I ain't gonna give it to you so easily especially with ENNEAD.

I adore Seth. Love him. You're definitely going to see more of ENNEAD fic and probably more manhwa whenever I feel extra confident. Hehe.

Anubis might be next. Who knows.

M/n was a newly turned vampire, it was an honest mistake. The demon lord was simply startled by the appearance of his lover before accidentally growing his nails out and stabbing them into his stomach.

The choke gasps and shuddering breath would normally arouse the demon, but he only panicked seeing life slowly fade from his beloved's eyes.

With a panicked mess of words and sentences. Vox could only think of one thing.

"I'm truly sorry, darling. Looks like you're stuck with me."

He spoke in a whisper as a single tear fell before digging his nails into his palms, slowly, the blood dripped into M/n's mouth.

Days passed, M/n was laid in a special room where the Lord would pace and stare at the human's morphing body. The changes of a demon.

He would no longer be human once he woke up. Vox begged for his lover to stay the same. The kind and loveable human that he fell for time and time again.

He was honestly surprised. A vampire? He expected something more... tame. The new vampiric traits settled in slowly, it was like raising a child. "Ouch! You bloody twat!" Vox yelped out seeing his beloved chee his arm like a chew toy.

M/n had grown his fangs in. They were small but did quite the damage. He licked the bites before delving into his flesh once more earning another shout and a light smack.

"Just one more bite Vox!" Cried the newbie vampire who grew addicted to biting the supple and pale skin of his demon lover. "You already bit up my arms and hands! What would kindred think?!" M/n narrowed his eyes. "Your neck."

M/n could feel his dead heart beat at the thought of biting into his neck, nicking the jugular and then feasting on his thick blood. He was slammed into the ground as Vox covered his neck...

Was he embarrassed?

Vox's ear grew red as he felt the fangs graze his neck before slamming his lover to the ground. He took a deep breath. "So I need to wear a neck guard now?! I know you're changing but there's no need for you to be this... this... this beastly!" Vox shouted before storming off. "Control yourself!"

inspo: integral - dios

M/n is Izuku's older brother who is also quirkless.

TW: potential age gap, undiagnosed depression, anhedonia

M/n knew how the blonde explosive boy looked at him. It was strange but he couldn't care less about the child's feelings. He only cares for Izuku and his mother, some boy who gave him flowers and a small clay abomination wasn't important...

"Wow, Kat-chan! That's amazing," he heard his brother shout looking at the mess. His cold and sharp words could no longer be said... 'For Izuku.' he thought as he reached over and carefully took the presents. With the same smile he gave his brother he sang praises.

The light in his eyes when he did. It was something that was amusing. Like a pet getting a treat. No, a pet would listen more... They wouldn't leave such a bruise on his brother's body. At night, he would stare at the clay mess. His hand clenching over the object like it was filth before Izuku gently grabbed his hand. "Don't hurt yourself."

"Oh," his smile appeared again as he picked up the greenette and sat him in his lap. "It's okay. He'll just make more anyways." He spoke calmly as he crushed the mess in his hands. Izuku stared in shock. The flowers were in the trash. Unlike the ones that he gave. They were littered around his room, some even hanged to dry.

Though he was quirkless, he didn't treat him any differently.

"Mama?" His eyes gazed over his mother's pained face as she hugged her son tightly. "Mrs. Midoriya, as you know, there was an incident at your son's school," oh right. They kept talking as he just stared. "What do you have to say for yourself?" The teacher asked as the principal watched. "Mama, did I make you cry? Km sorry," he stood up and took a tissue. Gently wiping her tears away. Resting his head on her shoulder.

His eyes gazed over the two adults...

She was crying again. What happened? She covered her face as she dropped to the floor. The nurses rushed to her side as the doctor carefully pulled him away. "Mama..." He whispered. "Hey, how about we play a game." He turned his head towards the man who tried to take his attention away from his weeping mother. "Something's wrong with me, isn't there?" He asked while glancing at his hands.

The doctor seemed shocked.

"I've noticed. I don't care for others. The only people I care for are my mother and brother," He spoke as he stared deeply at the doctor who slowly became uncomfortable with the intense stare. "My classmates, they wanted to kill me," he remembers why he was sent home that day. "Why am I here? Shouldn't they be evaluated? They threatened to kill someone who is quirkless,” his voice slowly became agitated. "They were going to shove a pencil in my mouth and they used their quirks on me," he remembers the blood.

The screams.

"Oh, is it because they were girls in the mix? Damn, I should've kept their mouths shut."

"Oh, you should keep your mouth shut. You may have a quirk but it doesn't stop you from dying. A gun is easy to purchase these days."

The doctor stared in disbelief.

The doctor didn't stay quiet.

He was sent to therapy, so much therapy and given pills to keep his symptoms at bay. He was somewhat better, he clearly had interest in anyone other than his family. "M/n!" Katsuki rushed over with another flower. He reached over and took the flower with a smile. Without Izuku's praises... "Thank you, it's wonderful."

The flower was thrown away later that night.

Years later...

M/n was part of the Shie Hassaikai. Overhaul was obsessed with the quirkless male, he was perfect. He was stronger without the quirks. He was able to aim perfectly. Everything was perfect to be a right hand man. The fact he couldn't care for anyone was a bonus.

And that he became.

Eri, a child that reminded him of Izuku. His eyes widened as he read the experiments she endured and was heartbreaking. But he needed to make the world perfect. So Izuku could be the only hero. So he could be like All Might. "They could never outshine him." He spoke as he hugged the very thing that could make it happen.

Eri mistook that as love. She saw his face. "Shh, my little brother looks like me. If you ever see him. Run to him. Let him be your hero."

She found him. He was her hero.

He smiled.

"M/n!" Izuku shouted as it was his turn to visit his brother. His classmates stared in shock. This was new! He gave a soft smile towards his brother, he was lifted up with ease before being put down. "M/n." His head turned to see Katsuki. That same light... It was amusing to see it again after so many years.

Izuku was now a teen. He knew that look and blocked him. "M/n! Let me show you the dorm! Even the school!" He grabbed his hand and dragged him away. He knew about M/n's diagnosis. "I was going to say hi," he spoke up after they stopped. "No you weren't." He glanced away. "He's so pitiful, still having a crush after so many years. Isn't that pathetic?" Izuku flinched.

"Not now." He whispered and dragged him away. "It's funny, how do you think he would look if I told him I broke every one of his gifts?" He pushed his brother's button knowing he still cared about his best friend. "I want to tell him. How disgusted I was to pretend to like them." It seems they didn't notice the group stopping and listening.

"Stop it, did you take your medicine?" Izuku asked, his fists shaking holding in anger. "Plus those kids he hung around? Did he think being so annoying was cool? Ah," he sighed out. "I guess I don't need to even hide it anymore." Izuku's eyes widened turning to see his class staring in shock.

Katsuki's eyes shadows as he clenched his fists.

"Oh dear," M/n walked over and ruffled his hair. A gesture that would bring many feelings... Now it only felt fake just now. "Don't feel bad. I was born this way. Even if you try your hardest," his hand moved away with a fake smile reserved for only Katsuki. "I won't be able to love you or anyone for that matter."

Harsh reality.

They were young adults now.

Katsuki didn't care anymore... But every time he heard Izuku talk about what his brother was up to... He couldn't help but feel hurt but didn't want to miss anything. "M/n is getting married," Katsuki's eyes widened. He said he couldn't love. Did someone achieve what he wanted?

The wedding was beautiful, and the bride was just as beautiful. The kiss they shared made Katsuki sick. Izuku and his mother smiled tearfully.

Katsuki couldn't handle it. He walked out quietly for a smoke. The party was loud and it managed to snap him out of his thoughts when he drifted too far. M/n appeared out of nowhere, smoking as well but away from the blonde who only stared.

That smile again, so fake (yet so handsome). "Oh, hey," his voice was terrible (beautiful). "How's my wedding, nice right?" Salt to the wound.

... kinda proud of this, it's short. Sorry.

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The muffled moans echoed in the empty classroom, the student shook trying to grab onto the desk but his hands were tied together by a tie and the force of each thrust made him weak. "S... Sensei! Slower... Please!" M/n whimpered out, his hard cock rubbing against the wood as Oliver gripped his waist.

Hand prints would definitely bruise.

"You got a bad grade." Oliver scolded as he pressed deeper, a choked moan as he slammed the teen underneath him harder into the desk.

M/n's high pitch moan echoed as he suddenly became slumped.

"Hey, are you still there?" He asked grabbing his hair to look at him. His eyes nearly shut as drool slid down his chin.

"I told you to slow down!"

M/n sobbed as he felt his cum on his classmate's desk. Oliver chuckles as he kissed his cheek.

"Just one more round, my sweet boy."

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M/n grew embarrassed and flustered the next day in class... "Wow! Did the janitor wax our desk?" "So shiny..."

Oliver smirked at M/n.

Drabble?? Part one??? Potential????

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Ike wasn't fond of PDA. It was only used on special occasions. This was one of those.

Ike and M/n had gotten into an argument, it was over something petty. M/n was jealous of the quildren. They stole his attention and he grew resentful of the little bird bastards. "Fatherless behavior." He snapped throwing the bird out of their shared how. "What?!" Ike spoke in disbelief. "What is wrong with you." He spoke opening the window and caressing the bird.

The argument grew from there.

The two were forced on a date by Luxiem, Luca managed to trick M/n by saying he needed him to help guard his poggles. And Mysta tricked Ike into thinking that there was a convention and that his favorite artist would be there...

The two lovers glared at eachother.

"M/n." Ike snapped out.

"Ike." M/n snapped back.

Mysta and Luca glanced at each other before forcing them into a romantic dinner. They stayed silent for a moment before slowly relaxing after a few glasses of wine. Ike got drunk quite quickly.

Ike chuckles as his heel is pressed into M/n's privates. M/n eyes wide in shock as he tried to push his shoe away but he only pressed more.

M/n struggled a bit as he sipped on his water. "Quit it." He snapped as Ike smirked drunkenly. "Sweetheart, you know better than to say no," his eyes widened as he heard the familiar tone. "I know you get jealous easily but to throw and insult my quildren..."

Ike pressed harder. M/n winced.

"That hurts me..."

"I think I need to show you some love, right?"

M/n glared. Ike's hair slowly turned red.

"You're going to have to deal with me, dear."

Eki chuckles sinisterly.

M/n hurriedly stands up, paying for the meal before Luca and Mysta looked confused before seeing Eki. "What did you do bro?!" Mysta shouted dragging Luca away who smiled and waved at Eki. "Eki!"

"Where is that bad boy? Ike gave me permission to bully him for a bit." Eki chuckles as he stares at the two. Mysta looked a bit scared before pointing where M/n ran

info; m/n has a problem with personal space and people touching him. m/n's quirk is tendrils, he is able to form them anywhere on his body they're usually invisible (warped areas). They're supposed to be visible but he's able to make them disappear.

Part One.

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M/n is a retired hero, he isn't exactly known by the public, only heroes know of him. He isn't favoured due to how shallow he is, only working for money and for selfish reasons. Of course, they can't say he isn't powerful, his quirk is quite amazing.

After acquiring the amount of money the ex-hero wanted. He disappeared. Some say he turned into a villain because of money or that he was badly injured.

After the USJ incident, many were trying to bring more heroes to protect the newer generation. M/n was no exception.

Of course, it all changed when it was broadcast that a student was kidnapped. M/n was shallow, but he couldn't stand it when children were targeted. His eyes stared at the tv.

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The school was crowded with reporters and many concerned yet angered citizens. They weren't let in.

"Quiet. I can't think." He muttered, pushing past the crowd who shouted in anger before realizing it was a new face... Soon, they targeted him until he got annoyed. Something seems to grow from his body... It looked invisible but the crowd could feel danger.

"H/n," a voice snapped the young hero out of his murderous thoughts. "They're loud. My ears hurt. The air is sickening. The ground feels much dirty with them swarming the school. Their breaths stink. Did they even bathe," He rambled as his quirk activated, his slowly rose in the air to face Aizawa who scoffed at his words. "Sensitive as always." Silence, he stared into the crowd. "No, I just hate pests. Especially ones who blame heroes for not being quick to save a life," the tired teacher glared. "H/n. Watch it," he warned. "If we rush in, what do you all think would happen? They surrender and hand us the child?"

His e/c stared into their souls. His quirk grew as he became angered. "Such immature thoughts. Since you know how they think, then you go save the kid." He lowered himself and walked into the school. His invisible tendrils swayed back and forth in anger.

"Are you done with retirement?" Aizawa asked the former hero who scowled at the thought. "And be shit talked about being shallow? Fuck, no," A smack to the back of his head. "Quiet." M/n sighed. "I don't know... I want to help but..." The two became quiet. "Everyone thinks I became a villain. How funny is that." He scoffed.

The two headed to the class, Aizawa dragged the male with him merely because he wasn't sure if the other could be left alone. A loud gasp was heard. "H/n?!" The s/c male jumped at his hero name being called. Ah, right. M/n never expected to love anyone or even have a family, he showed his face willingly. A bush stared at him before handing him a book. "Could I have your autograph?" He spoke quietly. He glanced over to Aizawa... "Sign it."

The teen gasped at the signature. "I think that's my first signature I've done." He spoke nonchalantly, Izuku gasped loudly. After the kidnapping, he was always one edge, and guilt racked his brain... It was nice. Aizawa leaned over whispering about the situation.

Then class started. Everyone whispered about M/n. Of course, no one knew who he was. Then Aizawa began to speak... "This is H/n. Don't bother trying to say you know him. The only person I would believe is Midoriya." The lessons continued.

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Slowly, Izuku was breaking the barrier that M/n made. He cried to the hero who awkwardly hugged him after Bakugou was saved. It was painful for the young hero who couldn't believe that his idol could no longer help. M/n sighed bitterly at the memories. He sat in the living area of the dorms, everyone had left for class and it became normal for the ex-hero to show up.

He was used as an example and as a sparring partner. Everyone thought he was quirk less at first due to his quirk ability to remain naked to the eye and how well he was able to dodge... That mystery was finally broken as the male had to use his quirk for the first time with Todoroki. Izuku fangirled the moment he realized that he got to see his quirk in action.

He closed his eyes laying on the couch.

Izuku sighed as he scribbled on his paper, he looked over to Ochaco... He no longer felt the need to impress her or even try to get her affection... He wanted. "M/n." He muttered as he slammed his head on the table. Everyone jumped looking at the greenette. He fumbled with his word before running out in embarrassment for his thoughts.

"M/n?" He whispered out finding himself staring at the retired hero who seemed to be protective over the class. He stared at the h/c before leaning down... "I think I like you," he whispered before tearing up. "It's disgusting isn't it?" He whispered in pain as he shook his head.

A new goal.

"M/n," he leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Please, wait for me. When I become a man and a successful hero to support you. Please just wait until then." He whispered to the sleeping male who still slept.

Izuku left, rubbing his eyes.