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hydrangeasimagination · 5 years

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Ikari

Pairing: Platonic! Big Brothers Bakugo, Midoriya, and Todoroki & Younger Sib! Reader + Mentioned Dad Might (like, only one)

Summary: You’re subjected to a cruel prank and come back to the dorms in the aftermath, covered in eggs. It’s amazing the people were stupid enough to do this stuff to you, especially at your brothers’ reactions to the sight of you

Warnings: Angst. Bullying. Mentions of Past Abuse.

A/N: Based on all the familial Dad Might Family Unit asks. Part two to the the Bro Baku fic, taking place after you move into the dorms. The term “ikari” means a lot of things but the one I wanted to focus on the most is “wrath”. I’m glad you guys liked part one so I wrote up part two as soon as I could. A third might come out soon! Oh, and I’m calling this series “The Brothers Three” since it’s focused around them??

Under the cut for space and warnings.

[Part One][Part Three]

Being as your blood parents were, you grew up not really having anywhere to call home. They pulled you from place to place, fleeing from the problems that followed them. Their hands were heavy and their hold tight.

The marks that appeared on your form were unnoticed for the longest time. There was a time where you ran away and slept on the streets to get away.

There was a time you had no one.

No one to come looking for you.

Not until U.A.

Not until you met the man that you'd consider your father.

Not until you met the boys that would become your dearest brothers.

Not until then, were you given a place to belong.

That you were saved from the life you had.

But growing up basically on your own, you weren't used to how they acted just yet. Not to say it wasn't appreciated but it was really surprising that they wanted to do so much for you. That they were willing to dedicate so much of their time to you.

It was comforting that you knew that they cared for you so much.

Despite any mistake you make, that they'll continue remaining by your side.

Thank gods for them, because right now, you needed them more than anything.

"The fuck do you mean, 'leave it alone'?" Katsuki barked quite fiercely, baring his teeth in Izuku's direction. "Are we really going to let them just get away with this!? Are you shitting me!!?"

"Kacchan, you need to calm down." The greenet stated nervously in response, despite the wrinkling between his brows and the down-turned corners of his lips.

Shouto didn't speak, he didn't need to. His presence alone was appreciated while he carefully plucked the eggshells that clung to your clothes. His heterochromic orbs settled on your face, to the puffiness of your own eyes. You were sure you were a mess, streaks of tears over your cheeks and raw eggs staining your uniform.

"Calm down?" The ash blond growled, looking incredulous before he jerked his head to you, "You expect me to calm down after I see this!? Fuck that!"

"I get that you're upset." Shouto's voice pierced through the atmosphere, clearly angry as well, but he maintained his composure. He shot his rather sharp gaze over Katsuki. "... But right now, your energy should go somewhere else."

You gripped at the edge of your soiled blazer, moisture brimming your eyes again. With your gaze set on the floor, trying to force the tears back. Shutting your eyes to try and blink them away, you distinctly heard Katsuki scoff.

Nearly seizing up at the light touch on your shoulder, the warmth that seeped under your coat offered you the comfort at the slimy feeling of the egg whites that had still stayed on your button down.

The scent of a summer breeze wafted to your nose and Izuku's sweet voice spoke your name before he gently helped you to your feet. "Come on, let's go get you cleaned up."

Not bothering to fight, you sniffled, quietly following behind him. He held your hand in his own, the weight and squeeze around your's that soothed the turmoil and knots into your stomach. The two watched your backs as you left, matching frowns on their faces at the sight of your shaking shoulders.

The ash blond grit his teeth, the rage bubbling in his stomach conflicting with intense need to comfort you and the want to pound the assholes that did this into a fine paste.

The half-and-half haired boy slowly rose to his feet and spoke, "Come... I have someone that might know who planned this."

Fiery carmine eyes met with icy sapphire and granite gray. The malicious, near blood-thirsty sneer at painted Katsuki's features wasn't mirrored. But matched with the scornful scowl that adorned Shouto's. The two of them turned to exit the dorms, trails of smoke and steam following closely behind them with their barely contained rage.

People made a conscious effort to stay out of their way, especially after what had happened to you got around.

They had reputations for being incredibly protective of you, so it was a wonder that there were still people stupid enough to bring you harm. The passersby only watched on while two of UA's most powerful students began their hunt, fury rising from them like a fog. Pity was seen in their eyes as Hatsume Mei directed them where they should go.

It's likely some students would be severely punished.

But it's unknown whether it's by staff...

Or the pair of angry elder brothers.

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thechillicount · 5 years

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"Eastside" Part 1/2 (Ichiro×OC fanfic)

Word count: 2,2K

Inspired by: benny blanco, Halsey & Khalid - Eastside

Could also work as Ichiro x Reader if you like. It's okay if you don't care about my fic! I just wanted to finally write down some of my fantasies before I feel like not to. This part mostly serves as a little backstory and a character introduction. And of course I had to include Kuko who wasn't in the original draft. But I love him to the Sun and back now so, he's here. Sorry if it's sloppy, I'm still sick plus I can't proof read even if my life depended on it. *shrug* I have a handful of other x OC stories I'd like to write. My top one definitely being Jiro x my OC as I'm actually quite proud of their little love story. Top two would have to go to Samatoki as I made that story kinda spicy. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Anyway, enjoy the first part of this fic!

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"Ah, I gotta go. TDD's got a meeting today." Ichiro stood up from his sitting spot with a clank of a soda bottle that's been lying next to him. He fixed his appearance by brushing off the dust and dirt settled on his clothes. He also tightened the bandana wrapped around his right arm before waving goodbye to the other two currently splattered on the ground under a wall full of graffiti. The art, mostly consisted of random characters and symbols, except for the big, bold lettered name in the middle reading 'Naughty Busters'. It was meant to show other groups whose favorite spot this was. No one quite dared to steal it.

"Sure bro. Just make sure to return home before the Sun goes down." The redhead's words made Ichiro roll his eyes. The monk then laughed his signature laugh into the soda bottle that he's had in his mouth at the time. The other person sitting by the wall, a girl their age with caramel eyes and rose blonde mid length hair, only waved back at the young Yamada without saying a word. Ichiro could tell that her movement was somehow sloppier than usual, less energetic. He unfortunately didn't have time to listen to her possible worries. Although it wasn't the first time this week that he's seen her like this. Right after the dark haired teen left the hang out spot Kuko bumped the girl right into her ribs using his elbow. She winced in pain and covered the spot on her rib cage with her hands. Her now furrowed caramel eyes landed on the boy to her right who's trashed another bottle of soda.

"Not my fault you're dressed like that."

Kuko's comment was meant to point the fact that she was wearing a typical sailor uniform that didn't really cover her stomach and her lower rib cage. The girl clicked her tongue and brought her knees closer to her chest to somehow cover her lower torso, while hooking her arms under her knees.

"Still doesn't explain why you had to assault me." She could assault him back just as well if not for the fact that her mood was as sour as an umeboshi right now.

"You got somethin' on your mind, don't ya?" The girl cursed Kuko's demon ability to see right into people's souls. Not that she didn't need someone to vent off to, but the redhead was the worst idea at the moment. Due to many reasons she'd rather he not know.

"Maybe not somethin' but rather...someone~?"

"WHAT ELSE DO YOU KNOW ASSHOLE?!"

That's it, she couldn't take it any longer. One more tease from the devil and she'd make the worst decision in her life yet.

"Chill Chihaya! I haven't said shit yet! Damn."

The blonde puffed out her cheeks, trying to calm her sudden nerves while Kuko kept on slapping her back slightly. She swatted his hand away soon after and took a deep breath. Her eyes were suddenly on the monk peering into his insides and sending a shiver down his spine.

"You haven't told him, have you?" That was indeed the most important question right now. Chihaya could easily kill Kuko if it turned out that he's told Ichiro about his interesting discovery.

"I don't know, have I? I talk a lot of shit, ya know?"

"Kukoooo..."

"I didn't, okay? Why don't you trust me woman?"

"You just said that you talk a lot of shit. Monk my ass."

Even though her heart was all over the place and her nerves haven't calmed down one bit, Chihaya felt a sudden ease. She knew Kuko wouldn't give out her secret like that. He may be an ass, but he's a loyal friend. Without consulting her first and making sure that his assumptions are right, he wouldn't even dare squeak a word about her crush to Ichiro.

"We both know that even if I told him he'd be too dumb to understand. I actually once asked him what would he say if you liked him. Guess what that dumb dumb said?"

"I like her too, she's a great friend?"

Kuko's yellow eyes widened before closing due to his extensive laugh. Chihaya started poking him with her elbow just like he did before until he stopped his circus idiot moment. While he was wiping the tears that left his eyes Chihaya stood up and got ready to leave being completely exhausted from the conversation. She dusted off her skirt turning her behind away from her friend.

"Doesn't matter as I'm leaving the day after tomorrow."

Kuko swiftly moved up too and trashed the rest of the bottles. His eyebrows rose before he realized what the girl meant.

"Ah, right. You getting taken by that woman, huh?"

"Good thing I'm at least leaving the orphanage."

Even though she's said that, there was only a drop of truth to her words. As much as she hated the place since birth, she loved the kids in there. It wasn't their fault they ended up in that dump. There were two kids that she loved more than anything. Those two who she's considered her little brothers ever since they arrived. She's seen their ups and downs, their successes and failures. Even though she'd be leaving the place next year anyway, she wanted to spend more time with them. Cherish it before they grow too old to be treated like kids. Although she knew they'd never grow too old to be called her little brothers. Kuko looked at her as she softly smiled with a worry in his eyes. He knew it better than anyone that it wasn't good to keep your emotions in. He's always been expressing his own ones no matter what others thought of him. He's been using his emotions in his raps and from the start it has shown that those were a great way to express himself to people, to show all of your being to others. So seeing his friend block all of her feelings because of his other friend made his eyebrow twitch and his blood boil. What a great thing to be in the middle of it all. Not that he could do anything about it. Chihaya's feelings were her own. There was no place for him to meddle in them. No place to tell her how she should act or what she should do.

"I'm going back. I only have one day to say what I want to say and do what I want to do." The girl fixed the upper part of her uniform and brushed her hair back with her hand getting ready to leave as soon as she heard some kind of goodbye from Kuko, knowing that he has nothing else to say to her.

"Make sure the dumb dumb comes back home."

Chihaya waved the back of her hand at Kuko and made her way to that hated by her building. She didn't even look back as her head was getting filled with tons of ideas on how she could spend the next day. Most of the options included Ichiro so she quickly made up her mind. The main part of tomorrow's activities are going to be with him, no matter if her heart jumps out of her chest or not.

When she arrived back at the orphanage, it was getting dark already. As she opened the door her eyes were assaulted with the warm and bright light coming from the main area. She didn't take off her shoes and went straight for the backyard knowing who she's going to meet there. Some kids welcomed her back as if she was their own sister, hugging her before she could say that she wants to go meet someone. All of them were understanding, nodding their heads cutely and obediently. She knew why they were acting like that. The news of her leaving in less than 48 hours made its way around in this corrupt place. She also knew why some kids that would usually tackle her as soon as she got back were quiet today. They were so sad as if they were grieving, as if she's bound to die that day. After taking care of the children and promising them spending time together to play or study, Chihaya slid open the door leading to the backyard and closed it right behind her with a bang. The only person that could be outside at this hour was indeed there. She smiled to herself, actually forcing the smile for the time being not to scare the boy in front of her.

"You're gonna need even stronger glasses if you keep on playing soccer at this time."

The sound of a soccer ball died down as the boy quickly ran up to Chihaya leaving the round entertainment behind.

"I'm gonna be fine nee-san!"

The girl reached her hand up and ruffled the boy's dark hair, making his eyes close on their own. She suddenly remembered the time when she had to bend over to do that. Now the same boy was taller than her. Her fake forced smile changed into a genuine one as she saw his own lips curved upwards. Though as she remembered the real reason she came out here, her features got a little bit more serious. Her hand stopped the nice head massage and a pair of eyes opened up. The boy realized that there was a sudden change in his big sister's emotion and his heterochromic eyes focused completely on her.

"Can we talk for a bit Jiro?"

He somehow knew that it was going to be a serious conversation this time. Not the usual one they always have where he talks about unimportant things and Chihaya pesters him to study more. The mood around her was different this time. He thought that maybe it was because she had to leave. Leave him and his brothers behind. Jiro knew very well how much she treasured the three of them. The feeling being obviously mutual on the brothers' side.

Chihaya sat on a nearby swing, Jiro following her movements and sitting on the other swing sideways to somehow see her face through the darkness. Her caramel eyes shined thanks to the appearing moon as she grabbed onto the ropes to keep her hands occupied during a stressful for her talk.

"I'm going to tell you something about your brother."

She's finished the talk rather quickly surprised at herself for not taking forever with it. She took a glance at Jiro's hands, which were now holding the swing bench rather forcefully, his head hung low, his teeth biting his lip. He wasn't mad though, that much she could tell.

"Why didn't he tell us himself...?"

Chihaya opened her mouth waiting for some words to come out. But none would come out without her forcing them to. She inhaled and exhaled sharply turning her head at the second oldest Yamada.

"Some of his jobs...weren't exactly fantastic. He's said that he hates them many times. He didn't want you guys to be influenced."

"But! But...if he were to tell us to come with him in a few months...we'd just say no to him. We were both ready to completely cut him off! I was ready to label him the same as d-!!"

Before Jiro could finish his thought, Chihaya abruptly stopped him by putting her hand on his cheek and forcing his head upwards. Her thumb drew soft circles, sometimes going over the mole under his eye. The boy only gripped the swing harder and shut his eyes tightly. When she told him to breathe, he did so. Soft breaths were now the only thing heard in the dimly lit garden. The only source of light coming from the windows of the orphanage and one weak street light nearby. Chihaya couldn't possibly read Jiro's expression well. Not in that environment. Calming him down was the best idea.

"I'm not gonna tell Saa-chan as I told you. Even if he's smart enough to understand, I don't want to put extra pressure on him before I leave."

She then extracted her hand and looked at the boy next to her. His already opened eyes now holding a sad glimmer in them. But he understood why she wouldn't want to talk to Saburo about it. He knew that his younger brother probably saw Chihaya as an older sister even stronger than any other kid in the orphanage did. He knew they had a special bond as she was holding Saburo in her arms since he was only two years old. The youngest Yamada definitely thought of her strongly as a sister. He was already devastated when he heard that she's leaving. There was no need to push his twelve year old mind to its mental limit.

"Will you talk with him after my leave?"

Jiro nodded his head excessively making the older sister let out a soft chuckle. Her caramel eyes sparkling as she looked up at the stars. Her idea for tomorrow was finished at this point. She knew exactly where she wanted to go with Ichiro. The only obstacle now being the fact that she had to ask him, see if he even has time to hang out with her. Or rather, go on a date as she's made it up in her imagination. Although she knew full well that it's going to be just a hang out for the boy. As long as he comes, she'd be fine with just that.

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