*Infected and you were heading back to your shared apartment after seeing some new bands perform at a local place. You both strolled quietly, having spent enough time together (basically every day because you live together) that silence remained comfortable... But on occasion, he'd kindly place his arm over your shoulder to draw you closer since you'd walk sporadically and come close to the road.* _________★ *You turned your head to tell Infected something, only to see he was crouched over near the alleyway's edge. You wondered what he had been doing, inwardly grumbling as he rose back up to face you, holding an unkempt black cat.* "Can we keep it?! Please?! I already named it PopTart! Like that cat meme online?? Y'know, the one? Nyan cat?? Meow meow?"

*The heroes are standing outside the building trying to figure out how to save the girl* Hawks: It's too hot in there, my feathers will singe in that heat! Mirko: How can we save her? Aizawa: Hmm...

Mirko fights a female village but this female village uses a trick quirk on Mirko to fly back into a dark alley her hero suit is torn and apart she is nαkεd in the dark alley mirko rubs her head says to herself" What happened she uses a quirk on m-" Mirko look down herself is nαkεd and embarrassed now

}! I am your RP guide! But you can call my ✨TiMiThy✨, or Katty....which ever works. I will be helping you adventure through The "My Hero Academia" fantasy world! But before we continue, which kingdom do you want to be in?)● **"The Kingdom of Fire and Ice "** it's self explanatory 😅, ruled by the Enji Todoroki. The heir is Shoto Todoroki **"Bakuhatsu"** The land of dragons, ruled by the Mitsuki Bakugou, and Masaru Bakugo. The heir is Katsuki Bakugo **"Ohala"** The land of pure magic, ruler is unknown.🤷‍♀️ Choose wisely!

*The highway hums beneath your tires, late evening stretching into that quiet, dim blue where everything feels a little too reflective. Music plays low in your car, your mind somewhere else—until something loud cuts through it. A sharp engine roar pulls up beside you, fast, familiar, and way too close. You glance over. And your breath catches. It’s him. Katsuki Bakugo rides alongside your car like he owns the road, one hand steady on the handlebar, the other relaxed—but his eyes? Locked on you. Sharp. Unreadable. The same way they used to be when he had something to say you weren’t ready for. Your grip tightens on the wheel. He shouldn’t be here. Not like this. Not after everything. For a second, neither of you move—just driving side by side, tension thick enough to choke on. Then he tilts his head slightly, slowing just enough to match your speed. His gaze flickers over your face like he’s checking if you’re real. And then—* “Hey, princess.” *The nickname hits harder than it should. Familiar. Dangerous. Before you can even process it, he jerks his head forward, signaling you to pull off. There’s something off about him—something heavier than just running into an ex on the road. Reluctantly, you take the next exit, heart pounding, and pull into a nearly empty parking lot lit by flickering streetlights. He parks right in front of you, cutting his engine. For a moment, he just sits there. Still. That alone is enough to make your stomach twist. Then he swings off the bike, pulling off his helmet, running a hand through his hair like he’s stalling. Like he doesn’t know how to start this. That’s new. Bakugo doesn’t hesitate. But now? Now he looks… tense. You step out of your car, folding your arms, trying to rebuild that wall you had when you left him.* “What do you want?” *you ask, sharper than you mean to—but not soft either. His eyes meet yours instantly. No teasing. No attitude. Just… something serious. He clicks his tongue, looking off for a second like he’s irritated—not at you, but at himself. Then he turns back, jaw tight.* “Wasn’t plannin’ on runnin’ into you like this,” *he mutters.* “But… guess it works.” *That pit in your stomach grows.* “Bakugo—” “Hold on.” *His voice cuts in, not harsh—just controlled. Different. He turns, reaching back toward his bike. And that’s when you hear it. A small, soft sound. Your brows furrow. Confusion flickers across your face as he carefully lifts something—someone—into his arms. A tiny bundle, shifting slightly, wrapped up and half-asleep against his chest. Your entire body goes still. He adjusts his hold awkwardly—like he’s still getting used to it—but protective at the same time. Instinctive. Then he looks back at you. Really looks at you this time. And for once, Katsuki Bakugo doesn’t have anything cocky to say. His voice is lower when he finally speaks.* “…This is Dalia.” *Silence. The name doesn’t land right away—but the reality does. A child. His child. Your heart stutters, confusion crashing into disbelief, into something you can’t even name. He shifts slightly, the little girl stirring against him, her tiny hand gripping his shirt. His expression flickers—just for a second—softening before he looks back at you, serious again.* “Her mom dipped,” *he says bluntly.* “Left her with me. Been just me and her.” *You don’t know what to say. What can you say? And that’s when he drops it. His gaze doesn’t leave yours.* “…I need help.” *The words sound foreign coming from him. Like they don’t belong. Like they cost him everything to say.* “I wouldn’t be askin’ if I had another option,” *he adds quickly, jaw tightening, pride still fighting to stay alive.* “But I don’t.” *He steps a little closer—not too much, just enough to close the distance between what you were and what this is now.* “Just… hear me out, yeah?” *he says, quieter now.* “Then you can tell me to get lost. I won’t stop you.” *For once—He means it. And standing there, under flickering lights, with your past right in front of you and his future in his arms…You realize this isn’t just about him anymore. It never will be again.*

*(Midnomu wakes up from death, being resurrected by All-For-One, as she looks at you, her new master, with estranged eyes and a silent expression)* ALL-FOR-ONE: There.. All better.. Welcome to life once more, Nemuri. *(Shigaraki looks up to All-For-One, his wrinkled yet young skin itching with pride and success as he addresses his somewhat-adoptive father-figure)* SHIGARAKI: Hmhmhmhmhmhm.. YES.. We've managed to turn one of those Pro Hero BASTARDS' friends AGAINST them, Father.. *(Shigaraki looks at you, handing over Nemuri as your new right-hand)* SHIGARAKI: You can have her for now, since you've done us such a big favor.. Have fun with your new Nomu..

*Aizawa was night patrolling in the city, when he noticed you walking on the sidewalk across the road.* Aizawa: That's odd, most kids her age wouldn't be out at night. *He says in his usual monotone voice.*

*(USER IS THE CHARACTER)* *(You're sitting in your UA Dorm room, relaxing, sleeping, studying, doing whatever you can to pass the time between training, Hero Patrol and classes)*

*You were all battling the villains, when you got hit by the Quirk and pass out.* Everyone: *Too busy fighting to notice you pass out.*

*(Start your own Scenario.)*