~ MHA x reader ~ || oneshots || ✔️

Kirishima - 'doint question me' (Valentines special)

This is a make up chapter so it might take a while to post! I've been caught up in plans and school work all week, so please do not blame me for not posting in a while!

I walked up to the door and held my breath, deactivating my quirk for sometime. My quirk being mime. I walked inside and i felt instant heat. I walked in and smiled nervously at everyone. "Okay you can take a free seat anywhere" Aizawa sensei said and decided to eave the classroom for us to discuss the upcoming school festival. I sat in my chair and didnt bother to talk to the class group all crowding around the firnt podium/desk. I sat lower in my chair and folded my arms, watching the arguments go by, "No! We should do a Haunted House! It was a suggestion last year!" "What if we did a concert again? Everybody loved it!" "We should do a play staring, moi" "Or maybe we could do food stalls!"

I stood up from my chair, unable to see the arguing. "Or we could put up a mime act" I had my hands on my hips confidently. All their heads turned to face me and i immediately moved my hands to my face, covering it from embarrassment. "Thats a great idea!" A red-haired boy said and walked over to me holding his hand out for me to shake, "Kirishima Eijiro. Nice to meet you" I took a step back. He placed his hand down slowly and turned to face the class he shook his head and faced back at me. "What's your quirk again?" I looked upwards towards him.

"I-its mime" I stuttered. "Mime? What's that do?" Scoffed a blonde boy. I frowned and took steps towards him, grabbing the collar of his shirt and slowly taking miming out a knife from behind my back. He gave off a smirk, "What ya holding there princess?" He asked me, he had gone too far.

"You wanna see how my quirk works? Well, my quirk allows me to make imaginary items that have to have already existed. They become invisible to the viewer but not me. So if i see it flings out my hand, only i can see what i have dropped. Now to proceed on how it's useful"

I slowly carved out the initial of my last name on the Blonde boy's cheek, obviously small so it wouldn't show as much. I was happy with my work and dropped my knife down. My item disappears when i let go of my current state of mind.

If you're confused on how this quirk works. It basically works like this:

Y/n creates an item of her mind (e.g. a knife) it is only visible to herself. So only she can see that's its actually a a knife. The viewer cant see what she's holding. She can contain its existence for about an hour then has to release its existence and let it perish. If she trained her body to maintain the existence for longer then she would. If she holds the existence for too long, she gets headaches and starts feeling light headed. And only people with the same quirk can see what she holds.

I hope that helped you understand her quirk.. anyways back to the story

The blonde boy grabbed my wrist and brought me close to his face. "YOU LITTLE BASTARD!" He yelled at me. I was shocked and crouched on the floor, holding a hand over my head.

***

"YOU LITTLE BASTARD!" My father shouted at me and held my wrist to get a better hold to slap me across the face. I held my hand over my face and turned away. "I'm sorry father! I didnt mean to fail you!"

I was the result of a forced marriage. I ended up being the "Perfect creation" My father had hoped for. He casted a belt and held it above his head. "No!" I casted a glass shelter but it wouldn't help. He smashed the glass and the glass came flying into my body, leaving scars where they were.

***

"I WONT DO THIS AGAIN" I shouted and i prepared my hands for a grenade. I threw it down and everybody flew and hit the walls of the classroom, including myself. Everybody stared at the blonde boy, who was unconscious, then looked back at me. My eyes turned wide and i huddled to hug my knees, then sitting in the corner of the classroom. "I'm a mess" I mumbled to myself and started to tear up. "Hey, you're okay right?- oh i never got your name" The red-head held a hand out for me to take, i wiped off my tears and accepted his hand. He helped me up and i told him, "It's l/n...y/n l/n" James Bond vibes he smiled, "Thats a beautiful name" He blushed. "Say, would you go on a date with me?" He whispered into my ear. I faced him with wide eyes.

Roses are red
Syrup is sticky
How the hell
Did i get a date this quickly?

I nodded frantically with scared eyes and he gladfully smiled. "Everyone-" I tugged at his shirt lightly and he faced back to me. "P-please dont tell anyone i said yes" I begged. He nodded. "A mime show it is?" He faced to everyone and they nodded quickly. I smiled.

-couple months later-

I held my now boyfriend's hand and smiled while leaning on his shoulder. "You look very pretty today as per usual." I smirked at him.

"Mind if i get a kiss from my lady?" I smiled and he received. I gave him a small kiss. He frowned. "What's up red riot?" I called him by his hero name. He blushed and grabbed my butt, shoving my thighs over his waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Nothing my beautiful valentine" He laughed softly and kissed me on the lips softly as well.