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"Kenma, she's the most beautiful person I've ever seen!" "Her eyes are beautiful, Kenma!" "Kenma, Kenma! Even when she's eating she's beautiful, look!" An irk mark formed on the setter's head. He ate his food slowly, not bothering to hide his irritation. He made eye contact with Kuroo and silently begged for him to make Lev shut up. Kuroo laughed at his misery. What a bastard. "Lev, you've barely said five words to her." Kuroo finally spoke up to put Kenma's distress to a stop. Lev waved his hand dismissively. "It's better than none, captain. I bet I'd become an even better ace than I already am if she was cheering for me!" Yamamoto clen

Warning: bullying, swearing, suicide attempts. "You're so worthless. No one could ever like you, idiot." "You know, [Y/N], your Quirk is pretty boring. Fire? You're not getting into U.A. with just that." "Maybe if you wish hard enough, you'll get a flashier Quirk in the next life! How about getting a head start now?" They were all idiots. Bullies. People who weren't even worth your time and effort. You knew that even with your normal Quirk, you could become a great hero. You made friends like Midoriya, Uraraka, Iida, and Todoroki. They never judged you for anything you said or did. If anything, they were your main supporters. So then why?

You were known as the sweetheart of the first years, an easy spirit with a contagious smile and the ability to make anyone’s heart skip. You had a golden heart, and unfortunately, you were adorable. The word always tasted strange on Bakugo’s tongue, but there was no other way for him to describe you. It seemed everything about you was the complete opposite of him, but no matter hard he tried to avoid you, you were always there. Always in his general area, always smiling to him. He hated it. He hated the way you made him feel. Fuzzy, light, more calm than usual...all things he despised. He wanted to blame your Quirk for these dis

[Bakugou Katsuki x Reader] Gender: Neutral WARNING: Angst, death, profanity ≈ 1,290 Words ---        Death.         Destruction.         Hatred.         Despair.         This was all his world had become.         His face streaked with soot and spotted with injuries, the teen didn’t seem fazed. Even as he faced off against an up-and-coming, powerful Villain, he felt no fear just as he felt no pain.         Because, for once in his life, he had something to fight for.         For once in his life, his driving force was something other than anger and annoyance. For once it was something other than pride and the desperation

((AN: Spoilers if you haven’t read the manga! ^^)) — Kidnapped. Hostage. Rescued. A few days. A few days was all the time that had passed, but your heart told you a million years. Too long. You expected him to look different, yet he looked the exact same. He hadn’t even changed. Why did you think he would? “You look like you’ve been hit with a shitstick.” Warmth spread across your chest as your heart swelled with relief and joy. Nose burning, you could feel tears brim your eyes as your throat clenched. The explosive blonde saw this and shifted uncomfortably in the doorway, eyes widening from his previou

[Name] stood guard as she watched her three year old daughter playing in the grass, ripping up handfuls of it before tossing it in the wind. Her arms were being weighed down by the small one month old boy that was in her arms; he was well worth it to her. “Mommy, look!” her daughter called out. Smiling, [Name] walked over to her daughter to see what the toddler was trying to show her. “What’s that?” she asked as she crouched down, holding her son gently in her arms “It’s a bug!” the girl said happily, shoving her tiny hand in her mother’s face and opening her fingers to reveal the black

You didn't think that Bakugou would have the actual balls to ask you out. You didn't know he was interested in girls in the first place. You thought he was gay. He says he's only doing it to make sure you don't do anything stupid again. It doesn't matter to you. You were happy. "Thank you, Bakugou." Your words drew out a blush from deep within his heart and you teased him about it all evening. You also received your first kiss that day when he pressed his lips against yours to shut you up. It was awkward with it being more teeth than lip, but you just figured the two of you were just nervous as hell. You didn't know how to repay the hothea

"I love you too... Seijurō." The red-haired male pulled you into an embrace, placing his head in the crook of your neck. "Let the maid calm him down. That is why we hired her." He stated, trying to persuade you to return to bed. You shook your head. "I know... But sometimes I want to do it too Sei. I am Ryū-kun's mother after all." You retorted. You knew that you shouldn't argue with Mr. "Always Perfect", but you wanted to spend some time doing things that mothers usually did, like changing their children's clothes and diapers. It was great to have a maid and all but still... "(Name), you know better than to disobey my orders. I

“I love you too… Taiga.” The basketball player blushed, turning the same dark shade of red as his hair. Even though you had said those five words on many different occasions, it never failed to succeed on turning him into a flustered mess. Kagami Taiga was never one for reenacting lovey-dovey scenes. One time, you kissed him on the cheek at a club meeting at Maji Burger, and he wouldn’t stop stuttering for 15 minutes. Luckily, Kuroko gave him some milkshake to cool him down. When your child was born however, that seemed to change. The first time he met them, he held them with such pride as a father, like a lion woul

Bokuto Koutarou considered himself a solid parent. Supportive, capable, and a great provider for his kids. Not to mention he always encouraged them to do what they loved and follow their dreams, just like him. He was a pro volleyballer, now. The least he could do was help his kids achieve the same goals he did. For now, though, that meant heading off to the zoo; it was Daichi's dream to pet a giraffe, apparently. "Tetsu, I want you holding either my or Daddy's hand, got it?" You told your oldest, Daichi being balanced on your hip as you passed through the gate. Tetsuro looked up at you with the "seriously?" expression he discovered from TV,