《 Summary 》 From a young age, Erumi Yukiura had trained rigidly, giving it her all. Getting into U.A was only the first step to a greater goal to regain her family's honor. As time passes, she settles into her new school life as a member of class 1-A but several unexpected events take place one after the other. In such circumstances, all Erumi cared about was becoming stronger, she had no intention of getting acquainted with her classmates.
But life doesn't always go the way you expect, between the friendship and new bonds, her frozen heart starts to gradually melt away as forgotten scars begin to resurface.
《 Pairing 》 Todoroki Shoto x Erumi Yukiura (oc), Midoriya Izuku x Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki x Esuna Kurotsu (oc)
Is there any MHA beta readers out there, I’m working on an IzuOcha fanfic and want it to be as great as possible but I don’t know if I can achieve that with my skills
Since I feel like the short hair really wasnt it dor Todoroki I tried making his hair a bit longer while keeping his adult features (since ngl Bulky Todoroki just fits)
.... I technically grew up watching BOTH Avatar (the Sci fi movie one) AND Avatar: The last Airbender. And I love both but right now I am Talking about the last airbender.
Like many others I watched it on Nickelodeon at the time and I did LOVE IT. I was maybe around 10/11 then when I was like 13/14 I just watchwd the whole thing online and LOVED it. I was really invested in the characters. This series has always been at the back of mind for many years and I have been wanting to do a rewatch of it.
Now.... years later (Ironically thanks to the movie leak... which I am still mad about btw) I go and rewatch it... now I am already halfway done with book 3 and....
Watching all THIS as an adult really...puts into perspective just how written Atla is.... like even as teen watching it I COULD tell some of that stuff....but there are OTHER things you also dont notice... Atla is that sort of show and I am honestly glad I decided to watch it.
The series... only 61 episodes MIND YOU is so rich in storytelling that it genuinely feels longer than that. I am not kidding: I always felt it was longer...
I am almost sad to... finish this series again and I hope we do Get the movie in theatre + the Zuko movie.
Zuko is one of my favourites from my very first watch of Atla.... and I mean if you READ my username I think that may be a LITTLE to clear 😂 just saying.
Its funny looking back at one of my more recent Favourites (Todoroki) and one of my very first favourites (Zuko)
《Summary》 From a young age, Erumi Yukiura had trained rigidly, giving it her all. Getting into U.A was only the first step for her. As time passes, she settles into her new school life as a member of class 1-A but several unexpected events take place one after the other. In such circumstances, all Erumi cared about was becoming stronger, she had no intention of getting acquainted with her classmates.
But life doesn't always go the way you expect, between the friendship and new bonds, her frozen heart starts to gradually melt away as forgotten scars begin to resurface.
《Pairing》 Todoroki Shoto x Erumi Yukiura (oc), Midoriya Izuku x Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki x Esuna Kurotsu (oc)
《Genres》 Action, Slowburn, some angst, Fluff.
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06 || Her resolve!
A loud slap echoed through the mansion, the man's palm colliding harshly with the girl's cheek, her face recoiling back from the impact, the red imprint of his palm a stark contrast to her pale skin.
It stung.
Even more than she expected.
"You.... You spoiled brat! Must you always complicate matters for us with your foolish antics?!" The man raged, his hands curling into fists, nails digging into his palms as he glared down at her. "I assumed you had matured ever so slightly since that one incident at your previous school, but I was mistaken! Should have expected this much from someone with villainous blood in their veins!" Seiryuu continued to berate the girl, his hands slamming against the wall behind him, eyes full of rage and repulsion. This time, he was enraged, far more than ever before. "To make things worse, you used that revolting side of your Quirk... that wretched Quirk, its mere existence reminds me of this family's greatest shame!"
Erumi said nothing; she simply stared ahead blankly, her gaze not wavering as she looked at her grandfather, her eyes meeting his own unflinchingly.
This was no surprise; she had expected this much.
“You're Reckless, naive, and a troublemaker. If not for my influence... if not for our family's lineage, you would've been in a far worse situation with the Hero commission, no matter how heroic your actions were you almost broke a law," Seiryuu shook his head, and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Now I have to clean up after your mess like usual an-"
"I will not apologize," Erumi firmly stated, interrupting the man, her voice hard and unyielding. There was a conviction and calmness to it.
Seiryuu blinked, once… twice. He was taken aback by her sudden retaliation; it was out of nowhere. The old man paused for a minute as his eyes narrowed. "You impudent brat- Had it simply concerned your reputation alone, I wouldn't give a damn, but the public opinion of the family is on the line here. Your actions affect us all, remember that."
"Public opinion?" Erumi chuckled, a dark tone of amusement lacing her voice. "What you mean is your reputation in the hero commission and government, correct?" She glanced at her grandfather, her eyes zeroing in on the old man, "I don't even need to check the news to know what most public opinion is like, It may be a little divided but I guarantee you most would be praising the young girl springing into action when none of the pro heroes could." She retorted back with a scoff, "I don't need to check because such incidents happen again and again and again…” she went on, twirling a few strands of her hair around her fingers, she released it before looking at her grandfather with a stern gaze, “What bothers you isn't that I helped take down a villain... nor is it even that I used my "wretched" Quirk like you call it... No," She stepped forward, her voice quiet but firm, "What irks you is that I disobeyed you." She declared, her expression cold as ice, she looked into his eyes as if seeing through his very soul. She didn't blink, not once. "... that the granddaughter who always attempted to prove herself to you... who was ever so obedient, who sought your love and attention... has suddenly rebelled."
"Arrogant girl...! Not only have you forgotten proper etiquette and manners, but you're so willfully ignorant of how this could negatively impact your future!"
"No, in fact I do," Erumi replied.
"If you truly do, then how can you be so calm? Forget U.A or Shiketsu, you won't be allowed into any hero school whatsoever, you've destroyed your future," Seiryuu pointed out. "All the effort I put into training and prefecting the likes of you-"
"Do you really believe that? " Erumi smirked back at her grandfather, "I think the opposite. It may be true that not everyone's opinions will be positive but the hero commission would not let such a simple incident ruin the chances of a future hero," she added, taking a few steps back. "Even more so because I technically did not break the law, I did not use my quirk against him… not directly. In that sense... you will neither get too much difficulty from the government or the public. Ah... but I suppose they'll keep me detained or under observation for the next few months..." she trailed out, multiple thoughts swirling in her mind. “That wouldn't be too problematic for me-” she turned back towards Seiryuu, “Ah, that's why, isn't it? You're frustrated because I got the attention of the hero commission, too irritated that someone else will have control over me and your actions from now on huh?”
Seiryuu scoffed, "You are unbelievable...." He shook his head before continuing, "Regardless of the circumstances you caught the attention of the hero commission , which means that cunning woman will try to put pressure on us, in an attempt to gain some influence on you and your Quirk," His hand reached out and gripped Erumi's chin roughly before harshly jerked her head upwards. forcing her to meet his own gaze, "The best you could do is stay quiet, be obedient and behave yourself. Don't cause us any more trouble, do I make myself clear?"
With those last words he violently released his grip on her and turned around, walking away from her. He glanced at the small portrait in front of him. A delicate black and white landscape showing cherry blossoms.
"That aside, your new training shall start soon, the recommendation Exam for Shiketsu will be held in a few months, and you must pass with the best marks-"
"I will not join Shiketsu," Erumi interjected. Firm and to the point.
An uncomfortable silence filled the air, her grandfather stopped and stared blankly at his grandchild, Erumi stood her ground, remaining confident and composed as she looked at him, daring him to say something, anything…. To reprimand her again. Even threaten her.
But…Even if he did… her decision was made.
This time… she wasn't backing away. Not anymore.
"Did I not just tell you to behave yourself?" Seiryuu questioned her, looking down on the girl. “Do you find pleasure in making my life difficult, girl?”
"Foolish of you to assume I'll listen to your words, Grandfather," Erumi retorted back. “I'm no longer the same cowardly girl who seeked your love and attention.” She stepped forward closing the gap between them, “Before I came here, I went to U.A to officially register myself for the upcoming recommendation Exam. It's already decided.”
Seiryuu scowled, “Recommendation Exam? Don't be ridiculous! You need to have–”
“A Recommendation letter?” Erumi smiled as she raised an unsealed envelope up, “Already do. As I said, it's already set,” she paused for a second before continuing, “whether I end up going to U.A or Shiketsu in the end… I am NOT wasting my chance to attend my dream school, the exam is in a few months and there is nothing you can do grandfather. Nothing. At. All.” She emphasized each word. “Even your influence cannot reach the walls of U.A.”
Her grandfather remained silent, his lips tightening as his glare turned frostier, colder. He clenched his fist tightly, a snarl forming on his face, his vines popping up.
It was true… unless he had a valid reason he cannot revoke her application.
“So I suggest, dear grandfather,” she took another step forward, the two now mere inches apart, “that you stop interfering.” She stated sharply, “My education, my decision.” She repeated, her icy voice laced with steel.
“You dare threaten me, child? You?!” Seiryuu roared. “You insolent, worthless, disgraceful, rebellious girl!! You don't understand anything! You think YOU can enter U.A? You think they'll accept you?” he scoffed. “You're as naive and foolish as your shameful mother.”
“Don't you dare insult my mother!” Erumi's eyes flared with anger, she gripped her hand and slowly took small, steady breaths to compose herself. Erumi shook her head and sighed, “Yet again you doubt my intelligence, Grandfather." She turned around, “I'll fulfil my dream… on my own terms. Away from you, from this family and from your control. My dream. My choices. My rules.” She walked away. “You think I don't know why you want me in shiketsu? It's to continue your influence, to continue controlling my life the way you want to, to keep me a mere docile puppet for you and the rest of the family, to dictate my life with your rules…. But no more,” her voice held finality, “I will no longer be controlled by you. Not anymore. I am NOT Raiga and I refuse to be like him.”
And with that, Erumi made her exit, her eyes burning with conviction.
“Get back this instant!"
Erumi didn't flinch, she didn't stop, she didn't look back. She kept her gaze in front of her… and walked away.
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The silver haired girl walked through the streets, her mind clearer than ever before. She was determined to go through this till the end, determined to keep moving forward….To forge her own path, make her own choices.
She felt free, felt that a huge burden had finally been lifted off her shoulders.
For the first time…. She truly felt in charge of her own life, of her own decisions. But this wasn't the end… It was merely the beginning. The prologue of her true journey.
The start of her dreams…. Her own goals….
Erumi stepped forward, making her way through the crowded streets, her eyes looking straight ahead… but her mind was elsewhere. The evening sun cast a golden glow on the cobbled path. Slowly and silently, she turned her gaze upwards, towards the serene view of the sky. She took a deep breath, trying to forget the conversation from before.
“You're as Naive and foolish as your shameful mother.”
Those words still filled her with rage and contempt. It made her blood boil with anger– She kept walking… and walking before breaking out into a sprint, her pace quickening. She surged forward, her hair whipping back, streaming across her face as she gritted her teeth.
She didn't know where she was going… she just needed to go, to keep moving, to keep running… She picked up speed, her feet kept pounding forward, every step fueled by the rage that boiled inside her, a tempest that cannot be extinguished. Not that lightly…
She was going to make her grandfather regret those words. Erumi was going to prove her worth… prove herself once and for all.
For her grandfather, second…. And for herself first.
Slowly, her pace faltered, each step feeling heavier than the last; eventually, she stumbled to a halt. Erumi stood frozen, fists clenched as she took her breath, trying to compose herself.
She bent forward, hands landing on her ankles. The girl gasped for air, inhaling sharp breaths before eventually exhaling long and slow. Her eyes stayed closed as she let it out in short, quiet bursts of sound.
“I won't lose this chance…” Erumi mumbled straightening up, she looked at her hands, made a fist, her nails sank into her flesh, piercing into it as she looked ahead.
‘This time… for sure.’
“ARGHHHHHHH!”
Erumi flinched, staggering back a step and nearly losing her balance. The scream startled her back into reality. Her arm fell back to her side before she turned towards the source of the anguished cry.
Her gaze drifted to her right, towards the huge heap of garbage, pile after pile of absolute trash, behind it was the serene view of the sea, “Takoba beach…?” she muttered before her eyes landed on a plain boy, his messy green hair falling over his face, he was gasping for air, trying to suck in the oxygen. Sweat poured down his brow, his legs trembling beneath him before he slowly toppled over. Falling down to the filthy sand... his arms sprawled out, he grasped onto the sand.
‘What is that scrawny guy doing?’
Erumi hesitantly slipped closer, each step light against the ground. Her pace was slow, steady. Each step was muted, deliberate.
‘He looks somewhat familiar…. Where have I seen him before?’
The boy took quick rapid breaths, his chest heaving, “I... can't… keep... going…” he mumbled, gasping for air.
Erumi stopped in her tracks, her eyes focused on the green haired boy, remaining a silent witness to the boy's struggles.
“Agh… I am not going to give up!” The teenage boy yelled out. Sprawling back into his feet with a jump, his eyes focused on the refrigerator in front of him, “I will… train… Clean the whole beach… and get into U.A!” He declared with a loud shout.
Erumi's gaze sharpened, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. “U.A….” She mumbled, her eyes focused on the green silhouette of the ambitious boy.
‘That boy… wants to go to U.A too huh..?’
From her spot on the beach, half hidden by the heap of garbage, her eyes followed his every movement, his every step as he let out a battle cry, using his flimsy arms to try and move the refrigerator forward, it wouldn't budge, no matter how much he pushed it forward. His feet dug into the sand, “Agh….!” he grumbled, “For… U.A… “
Erumi didn't know why, but she kept watching, she kept watching from a distance as the teenage boy trained, she watched as he sprinted across the sand, as he dragged the trash around with his weak muscles.
Watching him… made her feel motivated as well, it made her want to give it her all. Hours and hours on end… she watched as the boy kept going.
Erumi exhaled softly, shutting her eyes for a moment before spinning around in her heels and walking away, her eyes glinting with an iron will.
After a few minutes, the green haired teenager made his way towards his bag, his steps slow and sluggish from the weight of his training, he felt exhausted, worn out completely… both physically and mentally. He shook his head and bent down to grab his bag but he stopped, his eyes noticing the small energy drink placed next to it, frozen over by the ice with a small note nearby.
“All might…?” Midoriya wondered but something told him it wasn't, the ice had only just begun to melt… he picked up the small note. In it were a few simple words elegantly written in clear handwriting.
“Give it your all.”
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She took off running, feet pounding onto the dirt, her ponytail jumping around with each stride forward, each step only motivating, fueling her to push harder… to run quicker. She kept pressing forward, her rhythm quick but steady.
It was her, the early morning sun and the quiet streets of her neighborhood. Her unbuttoned jacket hung loose, sliding off her shoulders with each step. She could feel the chilly morning air on her bare skin, the thin black tank top barely shielding her from it. But she didn't mind the cold, it only served to rejuvenate her. Sweat trickled down her body, lungs burning with every sharp inhale of breath.
And so… she picked up the pace.
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She dropped down onto the ground, her palms pressing onto the hard wooden planks of the training room. The jacket was long discarded on the ground, Erumi's sole attention on her training, she lifted herself up before bending her arms once more, lowering herself slowly, her elbows straightening.
Push up after push up… she kept going, a few strands of her silver locks falling down her sweaty face.
‘51, 52, 53.’
She kept count of her push-ups, her pace slowing down with every one.
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Erumi stood at the center of the room, her eyes shut. Her eyes snapped open, igniting with a fierce resolve. She slowly raised her hand, motioning with her hand as water emerged from the ground. With a sudden spin she launched water blades towards her targets, knocking out only a few.
She clicked her tongue before lowering her hand.
‘Next time…’
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As she sat in class, Erumi felt unusually restless, her feet clicking onto the ground silently, hands twirling with her pen under the table, throwing it from one hand to the other.
Her attention: not on the physics class.
Her muscles were agitated, aching to be stretched. She didn't have time to take it easy, not now. So instead she worked on her reflexes, moving the small pen around from one hand, twirling it around.
Esuna glanced towards her friend for a brief moment.
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Erumi clutched the cold metal bar, her grip tight and unyielding, she put an arm behind her, holding her weight with one arm. Her focus didn't falter. She lowered herself before shoving herself upwards, her hands trembling as she struggled to hold her weight.
One… two… three…
She kept pushing herself to the limit. Erumi gritted her teeth. She pushed harder, quicker… her eyes burning with determination.
But eventually she couldn't handle it anymore and let go, landing on the ground. Her muscles ached, “Not good enough….” She mumbled.
It wasn't nearly acceptable. Not for her.
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Day after day, Erumi would sprint through the empty streets, her feet carrying her with each stride. She dashed forward, her pace steady and sharp, her feet pounded against the hard concrete… faster than before.
Her muscles rippled but she didn't slow down, not for a moment. Her destination: the beach.
With a deep inhale, she closed her eyes, stopping short from her usual spot. Like always she went towards the venting machine. She slid two coins inside before bending down and grabbing the two energy drinks.
The green silhouette was still there, running across the sand.
“His posture is all wrong…” Erumi mumbled, with a sigh she opened up her can and took a sip.
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Midoriya sighed, moving his aching arm around, like always his eyes landed on the small can covered in ice… and like always there was a small note under his bag, “That person again huh… their ice quirk sure is useful…” he muttered, lands clasping onto the small piece of paper, “I wonder who that is… they have a neat and elegant handwriting… I want to thank them…”
He quietly started reading it…
“Bad posture, what are you? An old man? Back straight, knees bent. Legs do the work not your spine or else… you'll collapse or worse get injured. Fix it.”
“O-old man…?!” Midoriya flinched back, his eyes going wide, “T- they sure are blunt….” He whispered to no one in particular before he picked up the energy drink, “Back straight, knees bent… legs do the work…” he repeated the words. “I see that does make sense… that way your body can hold more weight and you don't get tired as easily–” he started going into his many rants, words spilling out of his mouth in a rush, too fast for anyone to follow.
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With a loud thud, she planted her feet firmly on the ground, her breathing even and controlled. She clenched her fists, tightening her grip before launching her first strike, then again. She spun around before arching her leg, kicking the air with a swift, precise motion.
Again, punch. Punch. Kick.
Punch. Punch. Kick… and repeat.
Her fists snapped upwards with explosive force, followed by a swift sweep of her legs. She pivoted on her feet, rotating before kicking the air with all her might, when she landed she used her other leg.
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Once again, Erumi dropped down onto the ground. Her one arm behind her as she counted down her pushups.
“80, 81, 82-”
She heaved, her lungs burning from the strain. She pushed down before pulling herself up. Her muscles twitched as she took quick, rapid breaths. Sweat dropped onto the wooden planks.
“97, 98, 89, 100-”
She took a deep breath before falling onto the ground. She closed her eyes and rolled down. Her eyes glancing at the ceiling.
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She kept pushing herself with one hand, her grip tight on the metal bars, Erumi closed her eyes. With a sharp push, she swung forward until she was hanging upside down. She clutched the bar tighter. The girl strained to keep her balance, muscles pulsing with each move.
Again, she pushed her body down before pulling herself up, her hair obscuring her vision slightly as she remained upside down.
She refused to let go… refused to stop.
Down…. Up… Down… Up.
Down… Up… Down… Up
She kept repeating, testing the limit of her endurance each time.
Her muscles flexed one last time as her body spun around the bar before her feet landed on the ground with a thud, her balance not wavering.
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With a sharp intake of breath, Erumi's eyes flashed open. Particles of water slowly floated around, slowly combining. She raises her hand forward and spun around in her heels with a brush of energy.
In the speed of light, water blades launched towards the targets destroying them all without effort, the destroyed pieces of wood flying around.
With a smile, she straightened her posture, twirling her hand around to summon the remaining water particles back. She clenched her fist and pulled it back as the water dispersed.
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And so… each day passed with renewed vigor, her determination unwavering. The training… harsh, progress slow but evident. Her unyeiling practice never stopped during the busy school days.
Paper after paper flew out of the calender… days followed weeks… and weeks followed months… and finally… the day of the recommendation Exam finally came.
Erumi was calm like always, her blue eyes scanned her surroundings, watching as applicants walked past her, the open gates of U.A welcoming them in.
The building was huge.
She had seen it several times in articles and on screen but this was the first time she ever saw U.A with her own eyes and it won't be the last, she'd make sure of that.
She knew she could do it, that she was more than qualified.
Above all, she needed to prove her worth.
With all that rigid training she underwent on her own, she was confident in her abilities. It was going to pay off. Going to U.A meant a lot to her… it was the start of her following her parents’ footsteps.
With a sigh, Erumi adjusted the strap of her bag and walked forward, her sharp eyes full of confidence as she blended in with the rest of the crowd.
"Good morning, Ru!"
As Erumi glanced behind her, what greeted her was the red-headed ball of cheerfulness she called a childhood friend.
"...morning, Esuna," was her lackluster response. “What brings you here?”
“To cheer for you, silly!” Esuna smirked, her eyes glinting with mischief. Slowly, she raised a fist forward, “Show them what you're made of.”
“Yeah…” Erumi smiled, bumping fists with Esuna. After a while, she turned back towards the gate and with renewed purpose took a step closer, her hair flowing behind.
He has pure white wings but rn they are hidden~ he was also the previous number three hero but fell off since he's been working abroad more often for like a couple years now.
I saw the Demon Slayer movie yesterday! The soundtrack was amazing, the animation was top-tier, and it was a faithful adaptation of the manga. I did cry during Akaza's backstory (I always do), and I'm ready for the second one to release
