• Yuga Aoyama •

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Fem!ReaderRequested by goodboi333

(Y/N)- Your Name

Quirk: Generation Roulette;User has incredible knowledge on quirks of their generation, the user wouldn't be able to use anyone's quirk who's outside of their generation, their quirk allows them to use one quirk at random chance. Intense concentration is needed to select a specific quirk.Drawbacks: One quirk at a time, if the user attempts to activate two, or more, at a time they will begin to bleed from the ears and eventually lose consciousness. Terrible migraines at random times every few weeks. (Quirk has nothing to do with the one-shot so I might use this again on a different one).


(Y/N)'(s) POV

"Wait up (Y/N)! We're carrying way more bags than you.!" I looked back and stopped walking, waiting for my friends to catch up with me. We were at the outside shopping center, the rest of my class was here as well. "Alright Alright Kendo, not my fault you guys bought a store and a half."

"Oh look at that! It's Class 1-A! They came to the same shopping center as us! Not above us like you say you are huh?!!" In front of us was indeed class 1-A, well a small group of them. It was Tsuyu, Aoyama, Mina, and Sero.

I waved at them and smiled at them, paying attention to big sister Kendo karate-chopping Monoma.

"Hi, guys! How's your summer break so far?" I cheerfully asked them. "It's like totally amazing!" "Yeah, everything is great." "Same for me ribbit." "Mine has been dreadful without you mon Cherie." I didn't know what that meant so I didn't worry about it. I continued having a casual conversation with them. 

"Hey (Y/N) we're going to a few stores then the food court, meet you there alright?" "Huh? Oh okay! Cya guys!" I waved goodbye to my classmates.

"Is it alright if I hang out with you guys?" "Yeah!" "That's fine!" We walked around a few more minutes before deciding to go into a flower shop. I immediately went towards my favorite flowers. They looked so beautiful this time of year, I wanted to buy at least one.

Walking around the shop I saw a flower that reminded me of my grandmother and the time I spent with her. I gently touched the flower's petals and began lowly singing the tune my grandmother would.

"...Spilled across the twilight sky
Dyed in the color of honey and wine
An open view invites us two
Seen on the stage, only you and I

Chasse 'n whisk 'n natural turn
Lean in close I'll cast a spell over you
Throwaway and oversway
What's in a name, this is honey mead

Honeymoon, now un Deux trois
Slowly we entwine our fingers
while dancing along
Singing, swinging, sweetest song
Humming to the tune of our
dreams 'til break of dawn.."

"What beautiful singing, though I wish you would do a bit louder." "Huh!" I slightly jumped up and looked to my left. Aoyama was standing there with a single flower in his hand, it happened to be my favorite one too. Did he see me admiring them?

"T-thanks, but I don't sing much.." "That's a shame mon, Cherie." He handed the flower to me. "I noticed you seemed to like this one, so I bought it for you." "Oh, you didn't have too.!" "It was no trouble, it also happens to be my favorite flower. Radiates such beauty this time of year, yet its beauty doesn't compare to yours (Y/N)."

I felt my cheeks get a bit warm, a blush. "Thank you.." He grabbed my free hand gently as if I was the delicate flower in my other hand. "Will you be my love, my girlfriend?" The blush that was still present before only seemed to darken, but I answered him.

"I'd love to!" It was then his turn to blush, he looked adorable doing so.

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