bnha x reader

gender neutral or mxm readers only‼️ the ladies have enough 🤡 requests are welcome!!! i’ll get to them when i can 😌 no lemons/smut/etc.

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I love your writing! Hope your taking well deserved breaks and drinking plenty of water 🥺👉👈💕😭

afshdjjshdjajsjjs thank you sm!!! 🥺💖 i drink like 6 bottles of water a day oop 🤧 i hope you’re doing the same‼️💕

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Over protective dad All might who took in abused 15 year old reader headcannon. But pretty please can you make it long?, 😊 can you start it where he notices bruises on the reader at school and she keeps telling him it's nothing until he follows her home. He then stops the parents (beat up the readers dad) then takes her in. He becomes over protective and she finds it hard to open up until she finally does and calls him dad? 😊😊❤️

i’m a sucker for dad might kjhfaskfh. this is my first time writing headcannons rather than a fic, so i hope it’s okay!! honestly it kinda plays out as a fic sfhadfhkfh oops.. 

 only they/them pronouns will be used^^.

sorry if it’s not rlly good, but i hope you enjoy!

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⚜️ you’d hid your cuts and bruises well over the years

⚜️ you were practically a veteran at it by now

⚜️ whenever your dad would get in one of his moods, you’d always make sure to maneuver yourself so the strikes would land somewhere you could easily cover them 

⚜️ your mother wasn’t any help– she’d simply tell you if you weren’t strong enough to stand up for yourself, then you were getting what you deserved

⚜️ you could handle it, you thought

⚜️ just make it through high school and you’d be free

⚜️ wrong

⚜️ your mother decided she was bored of your father, and took off one day, leaving a note saying she’d found love with some rich old guy who treats her right or some shit

⚜️ needless to say, he was l i v i d

⚜️ and who did he take all his anger out on?

⚜️ you guessed it: 

⚜️ little 

⚜️ ol’ 

⚜️ you

⚜️ not a day nor night has passed that your father wasn’t drunk

⚜️ and he was definitely not a happy drunk

⚜️ your maneuvers were futile

⚜️ this man left bruises wherever he could place them

⚜️ you were glad that UA’s uniform had long sleeves, but that didn’t help with the fact that you now had bruises tattooed on your neck, fingers, even your face

⚜️ and changing for training and such was a big hassle

⚜️ you always had to make up some excuse about why you wanted to change in a bathroom stall

⚜️ your classmates began to worry

⚜️ you brushed off their concerns, telling them your were just ridiculously clumsy

⚜️ no one really seemed to believe you, but they didn’t push you any further

⚜️ your classmates weren’t the only ones who noticed your bruises, though

⚜️ All Might had begun to notice your growing amount of bruises that never seemed to go away

⚜️ he also noticed how exhaustion was taking hold of you daily

⚜️ especially during training

⚜️ you still put in your best effort, but you were slower nowadays, and more focused on defense rather than offense 

⚜️ whenever you got hit, you winced more than normally did

⚜️ All Might didn’t like this One Bit

⚜️ after about a week of this, he decided to confront you

⚜️ it was a normal day, and you were headed to lunch, as per usual

⚜️ All Might suddenly appeared out of nowhere

⚜️ “Hello, young (Y/N)!!! I AM HERE!!”

⚜️ after apologizing for spooking you, he asked if you would accompany him for a chat

⚜️ you agreed, thinking you might be in some sort of trouble

⚜️ “Young (Y/N), as your teacher, your safety is my Top Priority.”

⚜️ you nodded in response as he continued his mini spiel, realizing where this was going

⚜️ when he finally asked the question you’d been dreading, you gave him to same weak response you’d given your classmates

⚜️ “Oh, it’s nothing, haha. I’m just really clumsy! Really, there’s no need to worry!”

⚜️ All Might wasn’t stupid

⚜️ he could tell that the amount of bruises and cuts painting your skin wasn’t from being clumsy

⚜️ in fact, you’ve never really displayed any signs of being a clumsy person 

⚜️ he let the subject drop for now, seeing as you weren’t going to discuss the matter further

⚜️ “Alright, but please tell me if something is going on. If you feel your home is a dangerous place, UA is here to help.”

⚜️ you just nodded, glad to have dodged a bullet

⚜️ a few more weeks passed, and your cuts and bruises just kept piling up

⚜️ All Might decided that was enough

⚜️ he discussed his concerns with the other UA staff, and they all seemed to agree that some sort of investigating should be done

⚜️ All Might and the staff agreed to give your father a call, and when he picked up, he was clearly drunk 

⚜️ and angry

⚜️ before All Might could even say anything, he heard a door opening and closing in the background

⚜️ you had just gotten home, and your father, already forgetting he was on a call, began berating you for no reason

⚜️ before long, a slam was heard, followed by a low whimper

⚜️ All Might immediately hung up the call, and the rest of the staff urged him to retrieve you right away

⚜️ by the time All Might had reached your residence, UA had been able to get two social workers on the scene

⚜️ the three entered the residence, since the door was unlocked

⚜️ the sight before them was all they needed to confirm violence was a commonality in this household

⚜️ you were on the floor, your father’s grip on your wrist twisting your arm in a painful manner

⚜️ All Might immediately wrestled him off you, letting the social workers lead you outside

⚜️ the next few weeks consisted of uncomfortable meetings with authority figures, interrogations, and court meetings

⚜️ Dad Might was always there to calm you down, though

⚜️ as uncomfortable as this whole ordeal was, you were eternally grateful to All Might

⚜️ you let him know this daily, and he’d act all humble and say it was clearly the only option, how could he leave you in such horrible conditions?

⚜️ when all was said and done, your father was sent to jail

⚜️ seeing as your mother clearly didn’t want to be in the picture, the social workers mentioned passing your legal guardianship  rights to All Might

⚜️ he immediately agreed, but made sure to confront you about it first

⚜️ you were honestly so touched

⚜️ you may or may not have shed a few tears

⚜️ you accepted, and though it was awkward at first, you grew to love your new dad

⚜️ it had been a few months since the whole incident, and you still hadn’t called All Might anything but that– All Might

⚜️ he wasn’t expecting you to call him dad anytime soon– he honestly wasn’t expecting you to call him dad at all

⚜️ All Might was very protective of you

⚜️ you were still super touched that he’d even offered to take you in

⚜️ you still considered yourself a burden to him

⚜️ every time you mentioned this, though, he’d make sure you knew you were anything but

⚜️ today was one of those days, and All Might had his arm on your shoulder comfortingly

⚜️ “(Y/N), you are not a burden. I’ve never had any kids before, so I’m probably not the best at this whole parenting thing, but you’re the best damn kid I ever could’a asked for. And don’t you forget it.” 

⚜️ he gave you a closed-eye smile, and you smiled so bright in return

⚜️ “Thanks, Dad.”

⚜️  All Might’s eyes shot open

⚜️ yours did too

⚜️ did you just–

⚜️ call him DAD?!

⚜️ you were smiling embarassedly, rubbing the back of your neck as All Might wore a strange, sort of constipated expression on his face, tears flowing like Niagara Falls

⚜️ he gave you a huge hug, which you gladly returned

⚜️ yeah

⚜️ All Might was your dad

⚜️ and you couldn’t of asked for a better one

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Oh man I read your Iida/reader thing and (it was so cute btw) I fucking died laughing when you censored mineta's name. This is great.

fucking (g)rapist should be greatful i even mentioned him. and gahGsjdhajshaHDJSHSKA thank you foR sAying thE fiC wAs cuTe!!! (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

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hi there! i was wondering if you could do an angsty todoroki x female reader where he and endeavor get into a really bad argument? she tries to comfort him but he then lashes out on her? happy ending, please! thank you so much! 💞💞

sure thing!! like my bio says, all my writings will be gender neutral. only they/them pronouns are used, but you can substitute them for whatever pronouns you'd like while reading! although i don’t think i actually used any pronouns for (y/n) anyways... whoops lmao.

i couldn't bring myself to make todoroki do anything super mean bc he's too much of a Good Boi™ asdkfhlkfhdhjfsdakfa

that being said, i hope you enjoy!!

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It was a pleasant evening. You had made your way over to your boyfriend, Shoto's house around noon, and had been hanging out ever since. The both of you were currently relaxing on his bed, your legs sprawled across his, both your noses buried in books. "SHOTOOOOOOO." The word seemed to shake the entire room. Probably because it did.

You sat up, looking over at Shoto with concern. He sighed, eyes swirling with anger and annoyance. You placed your hand on his shoulder in a reassuring manner, but he just removed it with a sigh. Getting up from his bed, he stalked to the door. "I'll be right back." The door slid open, swallowing Shoto, and then shut with a violent smack.

Verbal bullets fired rapidly, voices booming. Now it was your turn to sigh. You knew how much Shoto hated his father, and everyone knew how much of a pain in the ass the Number Two Hero was. You wished you could help your boyfriend, but it really wasn't your place at the moment, seeing you were in Endeavor's house.. You looked back up at the door as the shouting increased in volume.

It was about half an hour later that Shoto stormed back into his room, slamming the door after him. You, who had lain down again, trying to focus on reading, quickly sat up again. "Hey, are you alright?" His gaze met yours with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. He'd almost forgotten you were here.

"I'm fine." The words came out stiff, unfriendly. You could tell he needed some time to cool off, but you still felt horrible leaving him like this.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" You asked cautiously. He seemed to tense, still standing a ways from you and his bed.

"No." There was an edge to his voice, one that you often heard when he addressed his father, but never you.

"Okay, well, if you change your mind, I'm all ears." You gave him a small smile.

"I said I'm fine." You sighed, hopping to your feet. He glanced at you as you made your way over to him, placing your arm on his shoulder like you had earlier.

"Shoto, c'mon, you know everything he says is bullsh-" You were cut off when he smacked your hand away from him. You let out a small gasp, surprised at his actions.

"Damnit, (Y/N), I said I'm fine! I don't need your pity party. You're not my therapist. Just leave me alone." He stalked over to his bed, grabbing your book and throwing it in your general direction. You lept towards the book in a flailing panic, hoping it wouldn't get damaged by your boyfriend's carelessness.

"I... Fine. I'll see you later, I guess. Or not." You whispered that last part, collecting the rest of your belongings and stalking out the door. You passed Endeavor on the way out, who gave you a sideways glare that you happily returned.

A frown graced your features as you marched home, tears gently pricking at your eyes. It hadn't really been what Shoto had said that upset you the most; it was the way he said it. His tone was so frigid, so belittling. And, yes, his words had hurt you. It's just...he'd never lashed out at you before.

It was upsetting on so many levels. All you'd done was try to help him feel better. Why'd he have to be a dick about it? You heaved another sigh, flicking a tear off your face. Whatever. He was just upset, and you were in the way. Heat of the Moment stuff he didn't mean.

...Right?

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Shoto couldn't sleep. His sheets were tied in knots around his legs from the amount of tossing and turning he'd been doing. How could he have said such awful things to you? He'd just been so angry... All you'd tried to do was make him feel better.

Gods, he was such a dick! He needed to apologize. Now. The boy shot up from his bed, making his way to his phone. He was instead slammed into the floor, forgetting his legs were currently a Gordian knot.

Ripping his legs free of the linens, he sprang back up, dialing your number as fast as humanly possible.

rrrrrrr.

rrrrrrr.

rrrrrrr.

Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging sys-

Shoto ended the call. Well, it was 4am; what did he expect. Regardless, he grabbed a jacket, slid on some shoes, and ran out of the house. He ran faster than what felt like he'd ever run before. When he got to your house, he went around to where your room was and blasted a column of ice beneath him, using a bush as a structural base, until he was at equal height with your window.

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Your were rudely awoken by a rapid tapping noise. Opening your eyes, you glanced around your room, spotting a shadowy figure behind the blinds on your window. The fuck? Leaving the warmth of your bed, you begrudgingly made your way to said window. Pulling the chord to lift the blinds, your eyes met a heterochromatic pair.

"Shoto?" You question aloud, opening your window so he would climb in. "What the fuck are you doing here at-" You glanced at your alarm clock. "FOUR IN THE MORNING???????"

"I came to apologize. I was a total dick earlier and you were just trying to be helpful and I'm not good with this whole feelings thing and I said things I didn't mean and-" The boy's frantic rambling was cut off as you connected your lips with his. When you pulled away, you cupped his face gently, rubbing your thumbs across his cheeks.

"Apology accepted." A soft smile graced your face as you placed your forehead against his. "Since you're here, do you wanna come in?" Shoto smiled, humming a 'yeah' in response. He crawled through your window quite clumsily, which was fucking adorable to watch in your opinion.

The two of you made your way over to your bed, cocooning yourselves under the warm sheets. Shoto wrapped his arms around you in a tight embrace, tracing patters onto your shoulder. You returned the favor, savoring his affection. "I love you." He sighed, pressing soft kisses onto your drooping eyelids.

"I love you too." You yawned, sleep dragging you back into the depths of unconsciousness.

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Fat Gum | Snowy Day Indoors

pairing: Taishiro Toyomitsu x reader

genre: fluff

asdhgfsjfagjhdyuf i love fat gum sm this bigg boyo deserves the w o r l d

also sorry this is a rlly short one, i'm busy with college searching and stuff but i needed to get something done ^^;

enjoy!

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You sat in contented silence as you stared out the window pane, eyes following the fluffy white snowflakes as they gracefully cascaded to their journey's end. A small shiver sent itself through your body, causing you to shuffle around and draw the blanket you were wrapped in closer to your form. The snow had accumulated heavily over the past few hours, measuring just under a foot. You were at your beloved boyfriend Taishiro's house, patiently waiting for him to return with a large supply of steaming takoyaki for the two of you to chow down on. A small dribble of saliva slid down your chin just thinking of the delicious aromatic treats.

Just then you heard a knock at your door. Jumping up with anticipation, you waddled your way over to let in the anticipated guest, still mummified in your blanket. You stood on your tiptoes to look through the peep hole in the tall door and immediately threw it open.

"Taishiro!" You happily bobbed up and down on your feet, arms raised towards your boyfriend as he smiled widely and stepped into the house, scooping you up in his free arm and gently kicking the door shut. The delectable smell of takoyaki wafted up to your nose, leaving you drooling and starry-eyed as you gazed longingly at the box in his other hand. Letting out a laugh, Taishiro made his way into the kitchen and placed the box on the table, enveloping you in a massive bear hug.

"You're so waarrmm~" You hummed blithely, snuggling your face into the crook of his neck.

"An' you're cold!" He let out another laugh as he planted a kiss on your forehead, causing your cheeks to flush. "Probl'm solved." He winked, both of you laughing as you buried your tomato of a face into his hoodie.

After setting up the kotatsu and tokoyaki upon it, the two of you settled underneath it and began to feast. A movie played idly in the background. You took another bite of the savory treat and leaned into Taishiro's side, smiling wide.

"Thanks for the food!" As you took another bite, Taishiro wrapped an arm around your side, grinning ear to ear.

"V'course!" By the end of the movie, you were stuffed, and Taishiro had consumed an ungodly amount of tokoyaki. "Ahh, that hit's the spot!" He grinned sleepily while patting his stomach. You let out a small laugh at how adorable he was as you got up to put in another movie.

When you returned to the kotatsu, your boyfriend had leaned back against the sofa behind him. He drummed his hands upon his stomach a few times before extending his arms towards you in invitation. You gladly accepted, climbing onto him like the giant teddy bear he is. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you sprawled out across him in a bear hug.

You felt a warmth settle over you as Taishiro covered you in your blanket and wrapped his arms around you. Sighs of contentment escaped your lips as you relished each others' embrace. The movie droned on in the background as you soon fell asleep to the sound of your beloved's snores.

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Tenya Iida | Lunch Rush

Tomura Shigaraki | Chapstick

Fat Gum | Snowy Day Indoors

Shoto Todoroki | Apologies

Dad Might | Chosen Family

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Chapstick

pairing: Tomura Shigaraki x reader

genre: fluff

i fucking love my crusty boi sm uwuwu e n j o y

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Scritch scritch.

You looked up from your position on the couch, head hanging off the cushions and legs extended above your head, book in hand. Tomura was scratching his neck yet again, index and middle finger digging into his dry, scarred skin. You sighed, closing your book and setting it on the couch before melting off of it, back gliding against the cold ground.

"Shig, it's never gonna heal if you keep-" You began, only to be cut off.

"I know. Shut up." The boy continued scratching, more in rebellion this time than out of nervous habit. You were about to sigh and give up like you usually did, but that was before you heard a momentary silence and saw a small amount of blood smeared on the fingers he was now examining.

"Alright, that's it." You hopped up and marched over to the bar, grabbing Tomura's wrist.

"What do you think you're do-" He began to question you, but now it was your turn to cut him off.

"Shut up and walk." Tomura probably would have disintegrated you right then and there if you had been anyone else, but he'd taken a liking to you ever since you'd joined the league. Okay, maybe a bit more than a liking. Ah, who was he kidding, he was totally crushing on you. Not that he'd ever let anyone find out.

"What did you say to me, brat?" As threatening as he sounded, you knew he wouldn't do anything, especially since he made no effort to escape your grasp. He also wasn't clamping all but one of his fingers onto you as a warning.

"You heard me." Finally arriving at your destination, you pushed open your bedroom door, letting go of his wrist and motioning for him to sit on your bed. He gave you an inquisitive look but complied nonetheless. After a few moments in your bathroom, you returned with an armful of supplies.

"What the fuck is this." Tomura looked at the products warily, causing a small breath of amusement to escape your lips. Dropping them beside him, you pulled up and chair and got comfortable.

"Skincare products. It's time you started taking care of yourself." You tapped your nose a few times. "Can you please set him down for a bit?" Reluctantly, Tomura reached up and delicately placed Father onto your bed.

"You don't have to say 'him.' Just say 'it', like a normal person." You shrugged.

"Just being respectful. Alright, now lean towards me a bit." Still a bit hesitant, you waited patiently as he inched his way forward. You grabbed a pack of face wipes and pulled one out. "Alright, close your eyes, and tell me if i'm pressing down too hard."

"What do you m-" He quickly moved his head to the side as you brought your hand and the damp cloth near his face.

"Tomura. I can't wash your face if you move it." You explained it as if he were a toddler. Bold move, (Y/N). Bold move.

"I know that. That's literally the reason I moved." Tomura snapped, leaning farther from the wipe. You sighed, closing your eyes briefly.

"I didn't want to do this the hard way, but you give me no choice." Before the poor boy had time to contemplate what you said, you gently grasped his face in your hands and brought it close to you. You smiled in satisfaction as you drew the wipe across his face, lightly scrubbing the dirt and grease away in circular motions.

The cloth was cold and uncomfortable against Tomura's face, but after a few seconds, your hands and the friction between skin and cloth began to warm the wipe. The fruity scent emitting from the wipe soothed his nerves, and he began to lean into our touch unconsciously. You noticed this, but you knew if you said anything he'd immediately pull back and make up some hostile comment as an excuse. You felt your cheeks heat up, enjoying the sight of his relaxed features. Taking your hands off his face, you set the wipes aside and threw the dirty one onto the ground for now.

"Now was that so hard?" You smirked at him, earning a scowl accompanied by a reluctantly mumbled 'no.' "Okay, next I need you to wash your face with actual face wash. C'mon." You grabbed the face wash and got up, walking towards the bathroom. Tomura slowly followed, joining you in front of the sink. "'Kay, just splash water all over your face."

He placed three fingers on the faucet, lifting up the lever to release the stream of cold water. He rolled up his sleeves and did as you instructed. Your heart practically melted as he brought his head up to face you when he'd finished, eyes squished shut and mouth pursed adorably. You let out a small laugh, dabbing his face with a dry washcloth.

"Take a seat on the counter top." He did so, and you proceeded to squeeze the face wash into your hand. You began to massage the goop into his face, and once again, he leaned into your touch. So much so that he almost fell off the counter.  Realization flashed across his face as he gripped the sides of the counter and pushed himself backwards.

How had he let himself be so careless? Now aware that he enjoyed your touch, it was hard to keep himself from leaning into it. After he washed the sticky product off his face, you repeated the process with moisturizer. You applied it more heavily on his forehead and around his eyes. At this point, Tomura gave up on resisting your touch, and pushed his face into your palms.

Your face was a blushing mess, but you decided once again to say nothing. You continued to massage the cream into his face, savoring the touch-starved boy's affection. When you'd finished, you rubbed some lotion onto his neck and hands, massaging it into his fingers one by one and finishing with his palms, as to not get disintegrated, as fun as that would be.

"Allllright, last but not least, chapstick!" You led Tomura back to the bed and plopped back into your chair, holding up a small circular container of Carmex. You unscrewed the cap and dipped your finger in, scooping a glob onto your finger and placing it onto Tomura's lips. You smoothed it across his bottom lip, then did the same for his top. Finally done, you sat back and admired your work.

His skin seemed to glow a bit, and you knew it was softer to the touch. Not that he'd ever let you touch it again. You weren't really sure how you got away with this.

"You gotta use the face wipes at least once daily, and the chapstick multiple times a day. I'd use the face wash every three to five days. Oh, and the moisturizer after you shower or wash your face. Please." You smiled at him, waiting for a rude comment about how annoying you were or how pointless this had been.

"...Thank you." It was quiet, but you heard it. You're smile grew, cheeks flushing ever so slightly.

"No problem. I just worry about you, so. Ya know. Take care of yourself so I won't have to attack your face again." Laughing softly, you leaned down to collect the products so you could put them away, stretching to grab a bottle that had rolled out of your reach. As you licked your lips in concentration, you realized they were dry. "Oof, looks like I need some chapstick too." You grabbed the Carmex and sat back up, but before you could unscrew the cap, you felt hands grasp your arms, pulling you towards a warm figure.

Smooth but cracked lips gently caressed your own, moving in an unexpectedly gentle manor. When Tomura pulled away, he was looking you directly in the eyes.  Your face had to be eight hundred shades of red at this point, but you didn't care.

"Did you get enough chapstick?" His mouth curved into a smirk, cheeks dusted with a faint pink.

"Hm, I don't think I did." You placed your lips upon his once more, enjoying every moment. When you pulled away, he wrapped his arms around our torso and hauled you onto his chest, flipping you both onto your sides so you could look at each other.

"So, do you like me, or did you just really want some chapstick?" He asked, a wry smile gracing his features.

"Well, I do like you, a lot," You smiled, grabbing a lock of his hair and twisting it between your fingers. "Buuut, I'm pretty sure my love for chapstick surpasses my love for anything else."

"Is that so?" Tomura's grin warped into a smirk before he brought your face just centimeters from his own. "Challenge accepted."

And with that, he proceeded to shower you with kisses, eventually "winning" because the chapstick was long gone by the time you fell asleep, nestled in each other's embrace.

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Lunch Rush

pairing: Tenya Iida x reader 

genre: fluff

sorry it’s kinda generic but pls enjoy asdsfhjadks

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[ding dong ding]

Ahh, the sweet sound of freedom. The beautiful chimes of the school bell, the gunshot that sends a stampede of hungry students dashing to the cafeteria. "Make sure you finish your homework or you'll regret being born." Mr. Aizawa grumbled as everyone yeeted themselves out the door. You quickly shoved all your belongings into your backpack and made your way to the cafeteria as well.

Scanning the premises, you saw Izuku and Ochako waving you over. "Where's Tenya?" You questioned as you plopped down across from them.

"Havmn't seemn hmm." Izuku mumbled through a mouthful of food. You quirked an eyebrow. It wasn't like Tenya to be late to any class, lunch included.

"He's probably using the restroom or something." Ochako shrugged, raising her chopsticks to her mouth to consume more of her lunch. You hummed in response, shoving food into your mouth as well.

Tenya was, in fact, in the restroom. He was staring himself down in a mirror, hands gripping the sides of the sink, knuckles white.

"Okay, Tenya. You can do this." He took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a few seconds. Opening them again, he exhaled and cleared his throat. You see, our boy Tenya here has a major crush on you, dear (Y/N). He doesn't know it, of course, but the feeling is mutual.

Fixing a few strands of his hair and smoothing out the creases of his uniform, he took one final breath and headed towards the table his friends were seated at. "Hello, everyone. Sorry I'm late." Three heads popped up, mouths still slurping. Swallowing, you give him a smile.

"Hey, Tenya." You widen your smile before diving right back into your food. Ochako and Izuku don't finish chewing before they start conversing.

"Whfere whfer you?" Ochako questioned, swallowing the last of her mouthful.

"Was someone running in the halls again or something?" Izuku asked, wiping his mouth off with a napkin. Tenya's face started to break out in a small, nervous sweat.

"O-oh, yes, students disobeying school rules, had to reprimand them, you know how it goes!" He quickly uses Izuku's question as cover, plopping down across the table from you. You dare to lift your head a bit and peek at him. He's twirling his food and staring at it, clearly contemplating something important, from the look on his face.

"You okay, Tenya?" You ask, concerned. Sure, Tenya's notorious for being serious, but he didn't look... Well, he looked..nervous. Scared even. He quickly snapped his neck up to address you, arms swishing wildly and a huge but clearly forced smile plastered on his face.

"Yes! Perfectly fine, thank you for asking! I'm incredibly lucky to have such a caring friend as you!" Tenya inwardly face palmed. Friend?! He wanted more than that! He was nervous enough of rejection, but now he'd gone and played the friend card. Curse his panicked state!

You felt your cheeks heat up, but you couldn't ignore the sinking sensation in your stomach. Friend, huh? Yeah...that is what you are. Just friends. How could you have ever thought you had a chance with the class president? Now it was your turn to pick at your food.

Ochako and Izuku stare at their friends, then turn to each other with knowing smiles. Ochako takes a deep breath, and then gasps with convincing panic. "Oh gosh, I just remembered! Recovery Girl asked me to help her stock her shelves today! I gotta go, I'm already super late!" She jumped up and ran off with her lunch in hand. "See ya!"

Izuku picked up his phone and played his text tone from the options in its settings. "Huh? Oh man, All Might wants to see me? Crap, I gotta go. I'll meet up with you guys later, 'kay?" He also proceeded to jump up and run off with his lunch, too. How convenient.

"..That seemed very spur of the moment." Tenya deduced, his glasses doing The Thing.

"I'll say," You mumbled into your next mouthful of food. You knew what those two were up to. With the way you and Tenya had been acting, it wouldn't've been hard to see the issue at hand. "So.." You try to summon the courage to discuss any topic but the awkward situation you were currently sitting in. "I wonder what Aizawa Sensei has planned for us in the Hero Course this afternoon."

"Mm." You waited for the boy to say more, but only silence graced the air. You looked up at him, only to find that he was staring at you with incredible intensity. However, you could still detect the nervousness he was feeling.

"Tenya, are you sure you're okay..?" You try once again. "Is something bothering you? Someone?" Tenya closed his eyes and took a deep breath, exhaling slowly.

"(Y/N), have you ever..had a crush?" Your chest tightened at his words. Okay, okay, keep calm. Act natural.

"Well yeah, of course! I'm always being crushed by my stress levels." Oh for FUCKS SAKE. Tenya looks absolutely lost as you sit there in a state of dissociation, violently screaming in the new plane of existence you've transcended to.

"W-well, yes, stress can be rather crushing, for lack of a better word. But, uhm, I meant, a crush on a person? Someone you have feelings for?" He shifted awkwardly in his seat, back upright and stiff as a board. Returning to this plane of existence, you blink a few times before making a horrible effort to pretend you didn't just fuck up That Badly.

"AhA, yEah, I kneW thAt, I wAs juSt mAking a joKe." You choke out a few more laughs before you try again. "But uh, yeah, I've had a crush or two. Why do you ask..?" You grab your drink and start slurping so you don't have to talk anymore. What a power move.

"W-well, I was just wondering how you would go about confessing to them?" This poor boy was sweating nervously as he copied you and began slurping his orange juice. Honestly, this seems like a question for Ochako or Mina, or anyone but you, for that matter.

"Oof, you're barking up the wrong tree, Tenya. I've never confessed to anyone before. But, I guess if I was going to... Hmm.. I'd definately prefer to tell them indirectly because I'd just be a nervous wreck and mess everything up, but it's seems like it wouldn't be really sincere or meaningful  if it wasn't face-to-face, ya know? Aah, sorry...I suck at this.." You resume chugging your drink as you sink lower into your chair, your cheeks dusted a milky pink. Tenya, however, drank in every word of what you said.

"No, not at all! I agree with your face-to-face policy. I-in fact, I think you've given me just the motivation I was lacking." You stopped drinking and raised an eyebrow to him.

"O-oh, really? You gonna confess to someone? That's great, I'm so proud of you! I'll be rooting for you." You give him the brightest smile you can muster. He's probably talking about someone else, but your poor heart is beating rapidly, chasing after the last shred of hope that it could be you. You watch as Tenya's expression raises into one of surprise, before it settles back into a nervous smile.

"Yes! Thank you for your support, (Y/N), but..." Your breath caught in your throat as Tenya leaned across the table, grasping your fidgety hands in his own. "I'm actually confessing to you." His face was so red it was comedic, but he stood his ground, eyes locked firmly with yours.

"M-me?" You whisper in disbelief. He nods rapidly, giving your hands a squeeze.

"I've liked you for quite a long time, (Y/N). I'm sorry I haven't had the courage to tell you before now! And I completely understand if you don't feel the same way! I just needed to get this off my chest. I apologize if I've made you uncomfortable!" His voice rose a few octaves as his nervousness increased.

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Your crush actually liked you! You inhale, breathing shakily as a genuine smile spreads across your flushed face. Breaking free of your trance, you give his warm hands a squeeze in return. "I-I like you too, Tenya!"

Your eyes widen as his face somehow flushes another ten shades, puffs of steam escaping his engines. "I'm so glad to hear that! In that case, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), would you do me the honour of being my significant other?" At this point, the steam from his engines and the volume at which he's speaking has attracted the attention of other students in the cafeteria, but you couldn't care less right now.

"I would love to, Tenya. A-and, would you do me the honor of being mine?" Another puff of steam escaped the poor boy’s legs.

"YES!" You knew Tenya wasn't an advocate for pda, but it was a bit of a surprise that he only let go of one of your hands when some of the kids who had been watching these events unfold began clapping. You both blushed even more than you thought was possible, your ears on fire.

"YEAAHH, WAY TO GO IIDA! SO MANLY!!" Kirishima cheered a few tables down. You laughed as Tenya's nostrils flared with both pride and embarrassment.

"No fair, why did Iida get a partner before me?!" M*neta complained from somewhere to your left. He opened his mouth to make a perverted comment, but Bakugou appeared and curb stomped the shit out of him. Laughing to yourself, you watched as your newly pronounced boyfriend promptly ran over to yell at both boys. You'd have to simultaneously thank and curse Izuku and Ochako later.