30 Sep 2019
There’s a first time for everything.
The first time everyone crammed in Momo’s room to study, a mess of limbs and books on her bed.
The first time Mina burned crepes so badly the smoke alarm went off.
The first time a jumpscare got Sero so badly, he flipped off the back of the couch.
The first time Uraraka fell asleep at the table and accidentally sent it floating.
The first time someone realized Todoroki walked far too quietly, and far too cautiously around the dorms to be normal.
The first time Midoriya broke his toe on a door frame and kept walking through it.
The first time Kirishima woke up screaming through the walls.
The first time Tsuyu blanched at the sight of a needle.
The first time Bakugo dropped, clutching the back of his neck with eyes scarily vacant and detonating everything around him until Aizawa had to intervene.
It wasn’t always pretty, but the dorms were filled with firsts.
09 Jun 2019
In a words of powerful individuals, one truly forgets the drawbacks of greatness. Of a strong quirk. Being the best of the best doesn't come without pain, especially when you lose control.
Two different tales of Todoroki and Bakugou, the best of the best. Two separate stories of how they lost control and accidentally displayed their true power.
“What’s with Todoroki?” He growled.
“Something’s wrong!” Aizawa was starting to get worried, Todoroki was normally very self-sufficient, what could’ve happened to his student that Midoriya has to go get him?
“Look!” Midoriya yelled. Aizawa felt like an idiot for not noticing. Most of the kids had stopped their workouts, and were currently staring at the duel-user.
Instead of the orange Aizawa should’ve seen, black and blue trumped his vision.
Instead of being intimidated at the boy’s roar, the man just sighed. “I warned you, I gave you an option. I was kind. Whatever happens next is your own fault, Bakugou Katsuki.” The man’s brown eyes bore into Bakugou. “This is on your head kid.” He put the helmet on and left, just like that.
- Part 3 of Dear Destroyers
17 Jun 2019
The world wasn't prepared for the alien invasion as a result, a war like no other has torn earth apart. So Midoriya sets up a backup plan; pass on his quirk not to one successor, but thirty. Upon his death all of 1-a gets a piece of One For All and now must figure out their new quirk while also trying to save what remains of their planet.
What they really need is more time...
And as luck would have it, that's just what Midoriya has. After his sacrifice to save the future of humanity, Midoriya finds himself twenty years in the past die to a death activated time travel quirk. And since he passed on his quirk to all his classmates they're returning, too. They have fifteen years to train and prepare the world for the invasion but who would believe a couple of kids?
All of 1-a has OFA!au
of golden crowns (and bloodstained waltzes) by Anonymous
14 Aug 2019
"'As I expected, you do look gorgeous with a crown,' Izuku comments. He watches as the pink flush of Shouto's cheeks turns darker."
(Or: where Izuku and Shouto are the Joker and Harley Quinn but genuinely care for each other)
19 Nov 2019
Society dictates that the weaker should hide while the strong stand between them and the fires of hell, as an Omega which happens to be the exact opposite of an Alpha, Shouto is considered a member of the “weak” caste. But with a father like his, a family like his, he’s destined for the hero career regardless of what society may think of him, proving himself to be just as strong, if not stronger, than his Alpha and Beta counterparts, no matter how loud or obnoxious a certain ash-blonde gets - what he doesn’t know is, this certain ash-blonde has caught a nasty case of the love-bug.