Scales and Scars (Part Thirteen)
Aizawa-Yamada [Y/n] - Given quirks through experimentation, thus their quirks are ‘Artificial’ and not considered ‘true’ quirks
Warnings: Mentions of Injuries, implications of PTSD
Word Count:550
A/N: The Sports Festival Arc begins! Also sorry for taking so long to update! Between Moving houses, Losing my Job and Starting a New Job, I just have had a lot on my plate!
A/N: Also! Did something change in regards to tagging!? I can't seem to tag anyone?
Pairings: Eraserhead(AIzawa) X PresentMic(Hizashi), Reader X Class1A (Will have multiple endings for pairings)
Prologue / Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine / Part Ten / Part Eleven / Part Twelve
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You were fully healed, a scar on your face and arm the only reminders of what you suffered at the hands of villains and officers.
That didn’t mean you weren’t suffering mentally still. Your nightmares had gotten worse after the USJ. You felt guilty at how often you had been waking your dads up with your screams and shadows.
“[Y/n].” Izuku’s soft voice drew you out of your thoughts and back into the present. The present being a waiting room full of your classmates waiting for the sports festival to start.
You smiled at the green bean, “Are you ready Midori?”
A strawberry shook in affirmation beside you and you giggled softly.
Your breath came out in a slight frost and suddenly Todoroki was in front of both of you, “I’m stronger than you, but you have All Might in your corner,” Spoken to Midoriya, “And you are the daughter of two pros.” Spoken to you.
The cold tone spooked you for a moment, but you still stood up tall and stared at the heterochromatic boy, “But we are still going to bring our best, so you better be ready with everything you’ve got.”
Todoroki simply looked you over once and then moved towards the doors.
“Let’s go, everyone! It’s almost time for the festival to start!” Iida’s loud voice drew everyone else and soon there was a rumble of noise as your class walked down the winding hallways towards the tunnel that led them out onto the open field.
The noise was ten times louder as the crowd cheered. Plus, your pa’s voice was nearly shaking the stadium, “The class that defeated villains in their first week, let’s welcome Class 1-A!”
You couldn’t help fidgeting under the stares and murmurs from the other courses and hero class. Familiar purple hair filled your vision, and Hitoshi murmured low just for you to hear, “Don’t let them get to you. This is your time to show that you’re a hero.”
Hitoshi had been your rock in the days leading up to the festival, as someone who had been called a villain for his quirk, he understood most of your thoughts and struggles. Texting and phone calls about what the festival meant to both of you had been common and when he brought Tokayami into the mix, they both managed to convince you to participate and show everyone that they were wrong to think of you as anything less than a hero.
You nodded and leaned a little further into him, thankful that he was taller than you.
Not noticing the blush on his face, or the envious looks from some other boys in 1-A.
Your honorary aunt, pro-hero Midnight strutted onto the large stage set up in the middle of the stadium, bringing forward some questions and statements from the crowd regarding her outfit.
“Quiet!” A crack of her cat-o-nine-tails had you stifling a giggle into the side of Hitoshi. You loved your aunt.
“Let’s see what the first round has for you!” A large screen on the wall behind Midnight showed a fortune wheel spinning before stopping on the large words: Obstacle Race!
A nudge had you looking up at Hitoshi who smirked down at you, causing heat to flood your cheeks, “You ready?”
You growled playfully, “Let’s go.”
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I always wondered why they don't nickname Chilchuck to "Chil". Because Chilchuck is quite a long name, it's way easier calling him just Chil. And then this.
It's all the opposite of how it would normally work. Usually, people call each other by their first (or second sometimes) names, but when they're called by the full thing... it means either nothing good is happening, or they're being called in a formal way.
Isn't imposible to think that the party actually called him Chil, since it's his first name and a nice nickname for him. In fact, they probably did, and Chilchuck told them they shouldn't call him that and explained why. They stopped calling him Chil, and accepted calling him Chilchuck for the rest of their lifes, apparently. Actually, we don't see anybody calling him like that until...
Laios tries to get his attention with something that normally would. Calling him his first name, something that he told them specifically not to do doesn't even makes him flinch. And then he's sure that Chilchuck is out of it and proceeds to intervene.
It's such a subtle detail, I don't remember if they call him "Chil" on other panels, if they do, reblog with evidence so we have all the oficial Chil moments here.
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