This hadn't been the first time Marinette kissed Chat noir. As Ladybug, she had kissed him on serval occasions, mainly to save his sorry butt from the effects of one Akuma or another, but this was the first time she had done it as Marinette. Half of the time, and silly little Chat hadn't even remembered.
Mean, green, fighting machine - Chapter 9 - CrazyFangirl14 - 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia [Archive of Our Own]
in the staff room, Cemtoss was sitting at the computer while All Might walked by.
“Oh! The first year’s pro-picks are coming in. There's one... who Midoriya picked.”
“Ooh!! Who is it?” All might leaned back and searched for his young ward’s name.
‘He would probably pick something like king of murder’ All Might thought. Then he finally spotted it and his jaw dropped.
“Why would he pick Deku?!?”
"You!" he snarled, "You mewling ill-breed spawn of the devil. The fair lady of scarlet, with eyes as pools of indigo, and lips of roses, you do not deserve to speak in her presence, nay even cast thine swampy green gaze upon her. Her effortless beauty. Her endless and perfect grace and elegance."
Ladybug paused, her arm posed to throw her yo-yo as she stared back at the Akuma. Chat's heart nearly choked him with joy as she frowned, unimpressed with the show.
Ever since the camping incident, Bakugo had been feeling confused, bewildered, a little angry, confuzzled, tricked, fooled, bamboozled, and unhinged. Things just weren’t making sense to him. It was like he had woken up that morning to find that his dad had an anger problem and his mother had become the sweetest creature on earth. Or gravity had shifted so that he could walk on the ceiling.
Why had Izuku saved him? It didn’t make sense. Midoriya didn’t even like him, didn’t even acknowledge his presence when they were standing in the same room. Sure, Midoriya had saved him before, but that was different. This time he was inviting himself to a world of pain. Bakugo had been scared, but if he could do it all over again, he would have had Midoriya stay. The kid had broken arms for goodness' sake.
Chapter three!!! I can barely believe it. I wrote this much.
Here y’all get a little preview this time.
Coccinelle could tell that chat noir’s heart wasn’t in the fight today. He had been very quiet the entire time, missing several opportunities for cheesy cat puns. Coccinelle could tell the something was wrong. Something hurting inside him.
Chat noir tripped over a loose tile while they fought a akuma on the roof tops. With an unmanly shreik he stumbled towards the edge of the roof. Coccinelle turned her attention to him, throwing her yo-yo at him. It wrapped around his waist as he began to fall, and with a sharp tug she pulled him back on the roof.
It seemed like an eternity, though it was only a minute while Midoriya processed what had been said, his mouth still hanging open.
“You think that All Might is my dad?” he asked, “and you’re gonna tell everyone that I’m his son?”
“Yes, and yes. Problem?”
“I don’t know where you get your information, but you are dead wrong. He's not my dad” Midoriya said with a nervous chuckle. Heat was surging up his face that had nothing to do with the fact the villains were all looking at him knowingly. It was just hot in here, that’s all.
“You can't lie to us.” Bad touch man smiled.
“I... but... you... HE’S NOT MY DAD!!!” Izuku snapped.
Midoriya started to mutter under his breath before he realized what he was doing. When he did, he sat up and then trudged over to Kirishima's room. He knocked on the door and waited. Kirishima opened with a cheerful, "What's up?"
"Hit me. In the face." Izuku ordered. Kirishima looked shocked.
"What? I can't do that."
"Do it!" Midoriya growled. As soon as he said that Kirishima smacked him so hard that he fell to the side. Grunting in pain, Midoriya stood up and said, "Thanks."
"Uh, you're welcome, I guess," Kirishima said confusedly.
As Aizawa dragged Mina, Denki, Sato, Sero, and Kirishima away from the rest of the class, both Izuku and Uraraka were glad that they hadn't slacked off during any of their training. They got to avoid the extra late class, which was a relief.
“Alright teams of two will go in the forest and the teams from class 1B will try to scare class 1A.” explained one of the wild, wild, pussycats.
‘Wait a minute. Teams of two? There twenty of us, minus the five that left, that means there’s one extra...’Izuku realized, ‘I'm the extra.’ a quick glance around told him that no one wanted to trade and have him as a partner. Izuku frowned and folded his arms.
‘Well, I didn’t want to have to work with some snot nose idiot anyways’ he thought.
It had all started when Bakugo had gotten his quirk. Showing it off with a grin. Everyone praising him. It made sense that Izuku would be jealous. He was showing no signs of getting a quirk and soon it would be too late for one to manifest. He wanted to be praised too. He wanted to be a hero, just as much as Bakugo did. It wasn’t fair.
At first, Izuku had cried, wondering why he wouldn’t manifest his quirk. But his tears quickly turned to burning anger and simmering jealously. The world ignored the quirkless but Izuku didn’t want to be ignored.
Chapter two of my first fanfiction.
Have you read multi-chapter fanfic and you kudos it cus it's good but then the author posts something that ruins it and you're all like "I need that kudos back, thanks"
I guess the thing is I have been betrayed by fanfics, and I wish I had the power to take my kudos back