Kai thinks it’ll be funny to bring Katsuki and Kirishima over without warning you—so when they walk in and see you just casually existing in your natural habitat, it’s game over. Kirishima is instantly heart-eyes and stumbling over compliments, Bakugo goes dead silent in that dangerous way that means he’s processing something huge, and Kai realizes way too late that both of them just fell at the exact same time. Neither will admit it first. Kai absolutely will never let them live it down. ―𓏲⋆
Class 1-A slowly realizes you flinch at affection, dodge compliments, and never talk about love. It clicks—something broke you. Bakugo notices first. He doesn’t yell, doesn’t push. He just stays. Quietly sits next to you, offers his sleeve, lets you exist without expectations. After that? He’s gentler than anyone’s ever seen—standing guard, snapping at anyone who pressures you, and reminding you (in his gruff way) that you don’t have to be fixed to be cared for. ―𓏲⋆
Being the youngest in the League means you somehow ended up everyone’s responsibility whether they admit it or not—snacks appear when you mention you’re hungry, missions suddenly get “adjusted” so you stay safe, and if you want something, it mysteriously becomes non-negotiable. Shigaraki pretends he’s annoyed but gives in anyway, the others hover in their own chaotic ways, and over time it turns into something softer than any of them expected. ―𓏲⋆
Bakugo “drops by” your agency under the excuse of paperwork, but everyone clocks it immediately—he just misses you. He lingers in your office, grumbles at your staff for teasing him, and relaxes the second you look up and smile. Married, top-tier pro heroes, separate agencies—and he still can’t go a day without seeing his spouse. Loud love, zero shame. ―𓏲⋆
Denki catches you in the act—wanted villain, dangerous, untouchable—and for one heartbeat, the world stops. He’s mesmerized, completely undone, and against every rule, he lets you slip away before backup arrives, heart hammering. Days later, working with Bakugo’s agency and the rest of Class 1-A, he can’t get you out of his head. Every mission, every briefing, every alert feels like it could bring you back into his life—or destroy him if you ever cross paths again. ―𓏲⋆
Bakugo’s separation anxiety hits hard when you or Kirishima leave his sight—panic spiraling fast and loud. Kirishima calls you in, knowing you’re the one who can ground him. In the quiet of your shared bedroom, you’re gentle, steady, and patient, letting him cling and cool down at his own pace. He’s upset you left—but more than that, he’s relieved you came back. And that’s what matters. ―𓏲⋆
While stopping by Bakugo’s agency for intel, Izuku expects a quick, professional exchange—until you walk into Katsuki’s office with the information he asked for. Pro hero, confident, and completely unfazed by Bakugo’s attitude, you steal Izuku’s attention in a heartbeat. He short-circuits instantly, stammering and wide-eyed, and Bakugo notices immediately. The mission briefing derails fast as Katsuki relentlessly teases him, because nothing is funnier than watching this. ―𓏲⋆
Class 1-A thinks it’s just another assignment until they’re suddenly dropped into Wildroot Academy — a therian school wrapped in forest paths, outdoor classrooms, and students casually shifting traits like it’s normal. While they struggle to process instinct-based lessons, pack dorms, and teachers who treat identity as something you train and explore, you move through it effortlessly because you actually belong there. ―𓏲⋆
Bakugo swears you’re just a friend—despite being uncharacteristically gentle with you. One blunt talk from Aizawa later, he realizes the truth and completely malfunctions. Loud denial. Quiet panic. Extremely gay awakening. ―𓏲⋆
Tomura is glued to your side like it’s his full-time job. Hand on your sleeve, arm around your waist, chin on your shoulder—especially when the LOV is around. If anyone even looks like they might get too close, he’s immediately like, “They’re mine.” No shame. No hesitation. The others pretend to be annoyed, but everyone knows: you’re his calm, his anchor, his person. And he makes sure the whole league knows it. ―𓏲⋆
It’s Pride Month at U.A., and somehow Present Mic turns it into a full-blown game show—while Aizawa, half-awake and way too observant, starts guessing everyone’s sexualities with terrifying accuracy. Class 1-A is split between laughing, panicking, and trying not to get accidentally outed, while Mic hypes up every guess like it’s a concert. By the end of it, the room is pure chaos, rainbows everywhere, and one undeniable truth stands: never underestimate bored teachers during Pride Month. ―𓏲⋆
With Endeavor retired, you step into the No. 2 spot beside Hawks, and the shift is obvious—he’s suddenly sharper, showing up early to joint patrols, hovering a little too close during briefings, acting far more invested than his usual laid-back persona suggests. Aizawa clocks it immediately and wastes no time pointing out how transparent he’s being, quietly teasing him whenever he overcompensates. Hawks denies everything, of course—but his attention never strays far from you. ―𓏲⋆
Pro Hero Katsuki Bakugo wakes up in a hospital absolutely pissed—until you walk in. Calm voice, steady hands, zero fear of him. He’s cooked instantly. Tries to act tough, fails miserably, watches you like a hawk every time you check his injuries. Refuses to let anyone else treat him. By the time he’s discharged, half the staff knows: the Number One Hero is down bad… and asking when his “favorite nurse” is on shift again. ―𓏲⋆
As a revered Hashira—and the shared spouse of Rengoku and Tengen—you’re basically legend status in the Demon Slayer Corps. Calm, terrifying, respected by everyone. Then reality glitches. Class 1-A drops out of thin air mid-training like a bad summoning circle. Demon Slayers panic. Swords out. Rengoku is loudly excited. Tengen calls it “FLAMBOYANT.” You? Just sigh, step forward, and casually explain that no, these loud children are not demons—just very confused heroes. ―𓏲⋆
Class 1-A notices it first in small ways—your reflexes, the silent way you move, the way your eyes catch the light at night. Then it escalates: strength far beyond normal, claws that scrape when you stretch, and a low growl when startled. When Aizawa finally confirms it, the class goes silent, realizing they aren’t just dealing with a strong student—they’re dealing with a werepanther, a hybrid of wolf and panther, sleek, powerful, and entirely untamed. ―𓏲⋆
Timeskip era hits, and somewhere between patrols and late-night downtime, Bakugo realizes he doesn’t just care about you and Todoroki — he’s in deep with both of you. Instead of saying it outright, he starts secretly planning a proposal, grumbling through ring shopping and logistics while Todoroki quietly catches on before you do. When the moment finally comes, it’s blunt, heartfelt, and unmistakably him — no speeches, just raw honesty about wanting a future together, permanently. ―𓏲⋆
Class 1-A finds out by accident—training gear snagged on straw, your shadow moving when you don’t, the faint creak of something not fully alive. Then they notice the marks. Matching, unmistakable mate marks on Bakugo and Kirishima’s skin. The room goes dead silent when the truth drops: you’re a scarecrow wolf—immortal, stitched with magic, still very much alive—and they are very much your mates. Bakugo dares anyone to comment. Kirishima just grins. ―𓏲⋆
The moment Tengen brings his wives to meet the Corps’ legendary swordsmith, it’s over. Makio’s stunned, Hinatsuru’s quietly smitten, Suma is already crying about it—and Tengen? Fully obsessed. Your blades are flawless, your presence magnetic, and your confidence lethal. What starts as admiration turns into love fast, and before anyone can blink, you’re welcomed as the fourth spouse—flamboyant, adored, and absolutely indispensable to the Sound Hashira household. ―𓏲⋆
Class 1-A accidentally finds out you have a Wattpad account when someone stumbles across your username, and chaos immediately follows — teasing, dramatic readings, and Bakugo pretending he doesn’t care while absolutely listening. You’re embarrassed, they’re way too invested, and suddenly your comment section has a suspicious amount of familiar supporters lurking in it. ―𓏲⋆
When the class finds out you’re Hades’ child, they’re instantly on edge—but Bakugo shuts it down fast, dragging you forward and bluntly explaining you’re not some terrifying underworld menace, just awkward and more scared of them than they are of you, and he stays right at your side the entire time like a guard dog daring anyone to treat you like a monster. ―𓏲⋆
Years into his pro-hero life, Izuku finally admits he’s nervous about introducing you to the people who knew him before—his old Class 1-A, now pro heroes with big reputations and bigger memories. Sitting with you in a rare quiet moment, he talks it through, rambling a little, smiling a lot, and trusting you with that vulnerability. Because to him, meeting them isn’t about approval anymore—it’s about sharing the life he built… with you in it. ―𓏲⋆
By the time Bakugo becomes a top pro hero, he’s used to noise—explosions, crowds, headlines. What he’s not prepared for is you: the front-runner of a rising band whose voice hits harder than any blast. Between late-night shows and early-morning patrols, your worlds collide in flashes of sound and sparks, and Bakugo finds himself drawn to you in ways he can’t outfight. In a city that never sleeps, power comes in many forms—and yours makes even the loudest hero listen. ―𓏲⋆
Class 1-A discovers you were literally created by Avery, and what first seems like protective love turns unsettling when they realize how possessive she is — willing to cross any line to keep you safe and close. Meanwhile, you remain gentle and trusting, leaving the class torn between protecting you and figuring out how to handle the creator who refuses to let you go. ―𓏲⋆
Class 1-A thinks your “OCs” are just stories — until they start showing up. One by one, the elementals step into reality, fully alive and thinking for themselves, not bound to you or anyone else. With free will and power that doesn’t answer to rules, they act however they choose, leaving the class stunned and a little uneasy as they realize your creations aren’t characters anymore… they’re people shaping their own paths. ―𓏲⋆