imagine you. a person who gets rejected a lot. having feelings for Bakugou but can't confess because you're somehow know that he well reject you anyway so why trying?
one day. the two of you were in his dorm, just chiling while playing games and eating snacks.
"Hey dumbass. get your ass over here there is a mission here" Bakugou said. you two are playing a video game that needs two players. and you're the only one who has it among his friends.
"ok ok. just a sec" you were laying on his bed while he was on the floor next to you. you couldn't help but smile every time you had a chance to look at him and admire his beauty. he is the most beautiful thing you have ever seen. sadly he won't be yours, just like all the people you liked before.
but Bakugou was... different. you didn't like your past crushs as much as him. he was everything to you. but... Bakugou is too focused on becoming number one, why would he care about you? you're just some other extra to him.
you're used to it by now, it doesn't hurt you as much as the first couple times. but it might hurt again this time, because your crush started to become more then a little one. your eyes got teary at the thought of his making fun of you.
little did you know, he was palning on confessing today. he choose this game because he knew he can make something to confess with.
Bakugou didn't noticed you at first, like at all. he didn't know you excited until the sports festival. but he didn't care about you until you beat Todoroki's ass in training. and he was mad at him self for that.
after that day he started to notice a lot of things about you. how your eyes shine when you talk about something you're passionate about, the little dance you do when you eat, the way you mumble songs not knowing that he could hear you. everything about you makes him go crazy.
you arrived to where Bakugou told you. your eyes widen at the sight. there is a big text on the ground saying "well you go out on a date with me, dumbass" you looked at him shocked. he was facing the other way to hide his blush. his ears and neck were red from embarrassment.
"well?" he wrote in the game. to flustered to say anything, you looked at his again still not believing that it's actually happning.
"you mean, you like me?"
"like... like me like me?"
"this is not a prank right?"
"where The cameras? is any of the boys are here?"
"what no d-"
"are you taking pity on me?"
"i said no yo-"
"SHUT UP AND LET ME FUCKING TALK!"
"what is wrong with you? why do think I well ever do that?" Bakugou looked mad, concerned, disappointed and sad that you well think of him that way.
"sorry, it just this the first time someone confesses to me. well my first series one, the first one i got pranked" Bakugou looked at you. how someone well ever do anything like that to you? you're everything but bad. so why anyone well try to hurt you?
"and it's the first time someone actually share the same feelings as me" Bakugou was happy that you feel the same way, but kind of hurt because he wasn't your first crush. you're definitely his first one.
"and yes, i well go on a date with you" you said smililng, fainlly looking at him. Bakugou almost forget about the fact that he asked you out. and slowly his face started to get more red by the second.
"w well i'm not going to be like those stupid extras! you're going to go to the best date ever that you won't be able to think of anything but me!" Bakugou said confidently until he realise what he just said.
he was about to yell but he stoped him self when he heard you giggle.
"you don't really need to do all that, i already think about you all the time"
dude idk what happend but some shit got deleted??? so I had to write it again.
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Magnus Archives/BNHA cross
Fandoms: Crossover between The Magnus Archives & My Hero Academia
Characters: Jon and Martin (friendship)
Summary: Jon and Martin are reincarnated into the BNHA universe after failing to prevent the apocalypse. They compare their quirks to their respective Entities.
Will probably post on ao3 at some point.
“They registered my quirk as Veracity you know.”
“Yes. Quite abstract. I suppose they thought they were being poetic…” Jon mutters, bitterness colouring his tone. He stares out at the playground, watching his age mates run about in a boundless display of youthful energy and innocent excitement.
From his place on the bench beside him, Martin hums, halfway between sympathetic and thoughtful, “I think it’s a nice name. It softens the edges a bit.”
“I should have expected it…to have a quirk like this… after we saw what your one did,” he curls his small child hand into a fist, “I shouldn’t have gotten my hopes up.”
Quirks. The strange and wonderous abilities gifted to people of their new reality. Jon had hoped, when he hadn’t presented with one at usual age between four and five, that he would remain quirkless. He had suffered enough with having terrifying abilities in his previous life so was fine without them. Unsurprisingly, he didn’t get his wish.
Martin reaches out, hesitates, then pats him lightly on the knee, “You’re taking it a lot better than me. At least you didn’t breakdown and have to spend the night in hospital.”
“I suppose,” he frowns, glancing sideward, “Though our situations are hardly comparable.”
Martin’s quirk put any person he touched with both hands into a fog-filed, alternate dimension/temporal pocket. Its similarity to The Lonely had been poorly received by both of them. Especially, considering Jon had been the one to suffer through its first accidental activation. While he had found himself lost and alone in a grey, fog filed, void, a hysterical Martin had been rushed to hospital. There the doctors had had to wait for him to calm down enough that a Quirk specialist could walk him through the process of reversing the effect.
“You thought you had trapped me for good. Of course, you would take that poorly.”
The quirk specialist had banally called it ‘Cloud Prison’ like it wasn’t the residue of a primordial fear god leaking into their new reality. Not even six years of a second life could dull the pain and terror that had been their final moments before the apocalypse. To suddenly have such a stark reminder shoved in their faces had shaken them both.
“I would never have done that to you on purpose,” Martin murmurs, probably drawing the same connection as Jon, “It just happened so suddenly…”
“Yes, well, I am now painfully aware of how volatile and uncontrollable a quirk can be.”
Martin winces, “Does it activate every time you ask a question? You can’t control it at all?”
“It seems to be automatic. If I ask anyone a question they must answer truthfully. There is also a lovely mental component,” He lets his resentment grow, “so I can feel their unease when they answer. I’ll know if the person is trying to fight or when they’re trying to leave out an important detail. It is very similar to…before.”
He grits his teeth. There were no Entities in this word, aside for the residue that lived in their memories but sometimes that could be just as bad. The last thing his recovering mind needed was a reminder of how he had slowly lost his humanity.
“I also feel them. The people I trap alone in the fog.” Martin adds and shivers, “It’s horrible.”
“Yes. It is.”
They both sit in silence as the light began to fade.
Their time at the park is almost done. Soon they would have to return to the foster home they both shared. Jon, being a mentally unstable adult trapped in the body of a child, had been too much for a young single mum who had never wanted children. He barely remembers her leaving him at a local shopping centre being hardly old enough to walk at the time. Martin’s parents had died in a villain attack, because, alongside fantastical powers, this reality was full of brightly coloured Heroes and Villains like they had woken up inside a comic book. Six years in and it still felt too surreal to be real.
“Well, we don’t have to use our quirks. It’ll just never touch anyone with both hands, and I’ll ask all your questions for you so you won’t have to worry either.”
Jon scoffs, “You can get away with wearing gloves. No need for anything dramatic.”
“You know what I mean Jon.”
“Reo,” he interrupts, “please remember to call me Reo. We already attact more attention than is probably good for us.”
They weren’t Martin Blackwood and Jonathan Sims anymore. That life was behind them. Here, they were Jiro Shirakumo and Reo Tsukauchi and the sooner they acclimatised to using their new names the better. Maybe, one day, he would even start feeling like ‘Reo’ and ‘Jon’ would fade away like a bad dream.
“You’re one to talk. We would attract less attention if you would loosen up a bit. I mean, I’m not perfect, but kids don’t talk so formally.”
“I would rather not suffer through the indignity of dumbing myself down on top of everything, thank you very much.”
“It’s not that bad. Why are you always so prickly?” Martin pokes him in the shoulder, grinning now, forcing Jon to shuffle away, “Normal kids smile every now and then you know.”
“I think you enjoy being a ‘normal’ kid a bit too much.” Martin had settled into his second skin with more grace than Jon had. Not that he was trying very hard.
A laugh, “Well yeah, I mean, no responsibilities, no nightmare monsters, no conspiracies, no apocalypse. It’s nice.”
A heavy-set kid, two years their senior, stomps up and glares at them, “you and the weirdo coming or what because I don’t want to miss dinner again,”
“He has a name you know,” Martin reprimands, smile quickly turning into a stern frown, “Maybe you should try using it.”
“Tch. Whatever. Mrs Suzuki said to be back by five and I’ll get in trouble if I leave you losers behind, so you better hurry up.” The boy storms away, back to his group of friends, who all look their way and laugh.
“I don’t remember kids being so mean when I was young the first time around,” Martin complains, standing and brushing himself down, “You would think they’d have better things to do.”
He shrugs. Child bullies were so far beneath him that he barely registers when they shout insults at him, shove him into walls or knock books out of his hand. Not like he didn’t deserve a little hardship after dooming his entire world. Besides, Martin took offence enough for the both of them, getting into plenty of arguments on Jon’s behalf. Of course, now they both had somewhat threatening quirks, their fellow housemates were a lot wearier when it came harassing him.
“Come on.” He stands as well, “I for one do not want another lecture.”
“Mrs Suzuki does like to drag them out,” Martin agrees as they trail along behind the older kids.
Their neighbourhood is full of two-story apartment blocks and tightly packed houses which line the relatively quiet streets. It is only a short ten-minute walk from the park to the share-house and one he is intimately familiar with seeing as his carers force him to take it twice a week for ‘the exercise.’ At least the weather is pleasant here.
In the fading light of the afternoon Martin’s wispy, cloud-like hair and blue pupilless eyes catch the glow so they are almost orange. Martin’s strange physical features had become more pronounced since his quirk’s activation. Apparently, it was genetic, something a quick glance at the few photos Martin had of his biological family confirmed. This world sported many people with odd features and he just hoped that his own plain appearance, straight black hair and dark eyes, would remain that way. All he wanted was fade into the background and live his second life as peacefully as possible.
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So I have a My hero Kingdom au that I've been thinking about
In it, there is this kingdom with a kind and noble king who is married to a beautiful and caring queen which I imagine is Inko and they rule their kingdom together hoping to have a child together. However, the kingdom became under attack by dragons and the King was supposedly killed by the dragon king, a monster that could take the form of a dragon or a human/dragon hybrid. At the time, a so-called friend of the royal family came in and slain the beast watching as he fell into the river being taken away by the water. The man then was crowned the next king of that kingdom and was married to Inko who was heartbroken and still missed her husband. The new king is All for one in this and he has a son of his own who's now a prince which is Shigaraki.
all for one was hoping that his son would become king one day, but it turns out that Inko ended up pregnant, and since Shigaraki isn't her blood child, the newborn was next in line for the throne. All for one wanting his son to be king but not wanting to be suspicious was going to plan and kill the child when he got the chance and frame it as an accident.
When the child was born, it was a boy and the boy is Izuku who was next to be king. All for one pretended to care for prince Izuku but despised him since he was the last king's son.
Inko always worried for her son's safety after what happened to her husband, so she hired a personal knight to watch over him when he was old enough to run around the kingdom and the knight is Aizawa who was the son of the head knight of the kingdom who took his place. He thought it would be a peaceful job but he keeps getting followed around by the village's bard, Hizashi Yamada who was also his childhood friend before he was taken to the castle to train.
One day, while Izuku was out in the forest learning to hunt with Aizawa, All for one came and sent the knight away, finding that it was the right time to get rid of the last king's offspring. Once he sent the knight away who was oblivious to the plan he drew his sword ready to strike the young prince down who could only stare in shock and fear when a golden dragon with glowing blue eyes sprung out of the woods and knocked All for one away from him beginning to fight him.
Aizawa who wasn't too far yet heard the commotion and ran back to fight the dragon who only knocked him away with its tale before picking up prince Izuku in its claws and flew away, leaving the knight and all for one there, the new king knew who this dragon was and knew that this wasn't over.
The dragon flies far far away from the kingdom with the boy in its claws who was terrified questions swimming through his head. Why would the king want him dead? What did he do wrong to make him want to? What was this creature and why wasn't it killing him?
The dragon then finally landed walking into a giant cave where he gently set the young prince down who crawled far away from the creature staring at it in fear before a glowing light shined from its side that had a huge scare watching as it transformed into a human dragon hybrid. The whites of his eyes were pitch black and eyes still glowed blue and were lizard shaped. His body was still littered with golden scales and still had a tail, wings, and claws, causing Izuku to realize this was the dragon king.
The dragon, who is Toshinori asks if the young prince was alright but Izuku was still wary of him, which he understands and gives the boy time to calm down. When he does he explains that he was cursed by the king and framed for the murder of the last king that once ruled Izuku's kingdom and was hiding for year's ending up back in the woods to find that All for one was going to kill him so he had to protect Izuku and take him away from that danger.
Izuku, confused and heartbroken, knows that if he were to go back he would be killed by the king and wouldn't be able to see his mom and friends again. However, when all felt lost, Toshinori offered to train the young prince to become stronger and would be able to fight all for one to reclaim his kingdom to free it from his evil reign which the young boy accepts.
Meanwhile, Aizawa informs the queen of what happened while All for one kept quiet on what he was really planning to do. The queen heartbroken doesn't know what to do until Aizawa offers to rescue the young prince since it was his fault for letting his guard down. All for one, at that moment, thinks it's a great idea and then asks for Aizawa to trap the dragon instead of killing it then and there and bringing it back there so that he could have the pleasure of executing it there. Aizawa reluctantly agrees and begins to prepare for the trip.
As Aizawa beings to leave he realizes he's being followed, causing him to turn and see that Hizashi was behind him holding a lute, playing it happily, Shinsou who is his son and knight in training Tenya another Knight in training, Ochako, who is the daughter of the village wizards (kind of getting inspiration from the my hero end credits) which they were the young prince's closest friends. He makes the kids stop and head home but lets Hizashi stay since he couldn't get rid of him even if he tried. So he and Hizashi begin their journey to save the young prince who was being trained by the dragon king.
I might think of more ideas for the other characters but this is what I've got so far.
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