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On The Adventure Zone Graphic Novel, Blue Taako, and Representation

 Yesterday, we revealed some pages for our graphic novel adaptation of the first Adventure Zone arc, and received some criticism of the direction we went with for Taako’s coloring. This artwork reveal came some months after the first reveal of some of our characters, for which we also received criticism of our three leads, all of whom were white in these initial designs. Us and the graphic novel team realized that, yes, that is extremely bad, went back to the drawing board, and had several long discussions about how to best rectify this situation, resulting in the artwork revealed yesterday.

More or less all of the criticism we’ve received centers on Taako, whose skin is a pale blue color in these designs. What we’ve heard most is disappointment that Taako is not realized in these pages as a person of color — or, to be more specific, a Latinx or explicitly Mexican character. There was concern we had failed to follow through on an opportunity to get better representation for Latinx listeners, instead opting to take a safe route, and make Taako a fantasy color without any kind of real-world connection. Much of the criticism also focuses on how that color (or, to be more specific, green skin) has anti-semitic connotations.

This conversation was happening in certain corners of our fandom long before the graphic novel art reveal took place yesterday. We’ve heard criticism from some folks over our policy of not having canonical visual representations of any of our characters — a policy that has resulted in a genuinely humbling ocean of fan art, but also some instances of in-fighting between members of the community who take umbrage with one another’s disparate interpretations of these characters. Another criticism of that policy is that it inherently does not foster good representation, and in fact represents a noncommittal way of handling racial representation on this show.

Here’s the truth of the matter: I think all of this comes from this underlying friction between where The Adventure Zone and us, its creators, were when we started doing the podcast, and where we, the show, and you, the community, are at now. 

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🌘- Low energy witch tips - 🌒

As someone who is often low on energy, I know the difficulties that can come with trying to maintain your craft. Especially if, like me, you’re hard on yourself about such things. So here are some low energy ideas you can use in your craft day to day:

🌕 - Pay a little more attention to the seasonings you put on your food or what you drink, you might be doing a bit of accidental magic already! Feeling like you need a little protection? Maybe use a bit of basil and a pinch of salt on your next meal if appropriate. There are tons of simple herbs and blended teas, smoothies ect. out there that can really help boost your day if you need them.

🌕 - Talk to your Deities or spirits casually. If they don’t mind it, that is, do be careful not to offend. Though it can’t be said for all deities or spirits, there are many that will appreciate being regarded even just with casual talk. Discuss things with them, talk about how your day went, things you are concerned over, whatever you please. They might even help with issues if they decide to do so or if they are capable and even if they don’t, most of them are at least pleased to be regarded, especially if you don’t have the energy to do much more than that on a daily basis.

🌕 - Sigils. Sigil everything. Though they cannot solve all problems, I have found that sigils are an effective way to combat a lot of the smaller issues in my life. They don’t require too much energy and there are plenty out there if you look for them, so you don’t even have to design your own. 

🌕 - Time spent researching is not time wasted. If you’re too tired to actually do any craft but want to do something involving it, perhaps try sitting down and doing some research. Read books, look on various websites, research things you’d never looked into before and you never know, you just might find something new that calls to you.

🌕 - Incense/fragrance magic. If you’re able to burn incense or scented candles then take advantage of it, find correspondences for the scents you have and light any that might help you in areas of your life you feel need to improve. If you can’t use those then perhaps you can find scented things for a bath/shower and relax with the scents those provide. 

🌕 - Commune using music. You’d be surprised how many deities and spirits enjoy music. Relax with some you feel will be appropriate, even if it’s not at all traditional and you just might find yourself surprised about what they can enjoy. 

🌕 - If you have to go out, look out for items that might help bring your closer to your craft. Going to the supermarket? Perhaps take a brief look in the herb section. If you have a patron deity that enjoys a certain food item then perhaps see if you can get some. It doesn’t even have to cost money if you’re lucky, sometimes you might simply find something on your travels (a feather, a certain stone that looks perfect, a pinecone) and it may work in some way towards your craft. 

The Road To Good Grades

[Warning - A Very Lengthy Post]

A fellow student of mine wrote this when for my batch when we entered high school, and I thought I should share it with you ❤️ it’s been edited to make it more universal to you guys :D

Intro: Having the Courage to Study.
When we fail academically, we tend to point to two causes: stupidity and laziness. It’s so easy to say that we’re not smart enough, or that we just don’t want to try because it doesn’t really matter. But there’s another factor involved: fear. So many students have the strategy of not studying or not studying properly for an exam. Why? Because if you put low effort into something, then you should expect a low result. So many of us are afraid of trying and failing that we don’t even try. “What if my best isn’t good enough?” We’re afraid of giving our best because once we know our limits, we feel that much weaker. But life in school isn’t about not trying, it’s about accepting those limits and breaking them.To survive and ultimately thrive, you must have the courage to reach your full potential.That courage, that vigor, that strive to be better is what will keep you alive, not just in school but in the real world.

- Sleep and Eat well.
We often lose sleep or skip meals in order to survive the rigors of life.But keep in mind, those choices in the rest and nourishment you receive have consequences. Having the energy to focus throughout the day is vital. Nobody wants to be tired, nobody can afford to be sick.

- Pay Attention in Class.
There’s a difference between passive hearing and active listening. Letting the teacher’s words wash over you like a warm shower is NOT the same as paying attention. Teachers are human beings, capable of expressing emotion and emphasis in their words and actions. There’s a reason why you learn from them rather than from a book or the internet. Catching what they’re trying to say is a skill that takes effort to learn.

**The skill of listening is one of the most important ones to develop because a teacher’s words are your last resort in an examination. If a quiz catches you by surprise, your memory of the class is the difference between A+ and an F.

- Take USABLE Notes.
Normally, humans are not capable of memorizing lessons entirely in their head.That’s what notes are for. Keep in mind that notes should be USABLE, they are not things that you make for the sake of looking or feeling productive. Each person has a specific style of learning and their notes should reflect that. Notes that are too long/elaborate, too short/simple, unreadable, or illogical are detrimental. Good notes should be aids in studying, not justification for carrying notebooks.

- Save time by using abbreviations or acronyms.
- Rearrange/reconstruct words or phrases for convenience.
ex. Famous Authors of America –> Impt. American Authors.
- Avoid copying verbatim unless necessary (quotes).
- Write down examples, esp. in science/math related subjects.
- If notes are incomplete, supplement them via reliable sources or your teacher.

- Practice.
There is more to studying than reading/note-taking. Practice is essential. This is especially true for Math-related subjects. Reading your notes before a Math exam is not really going to help you understand the problem or protect you from careless mistakes. The only way to improve in the subject is by doing the exercises and learning from both your success and failure. Memorizing definitions isn’t as important as using them. Being able to analyze, compare, and contrast is vital to survival.

- Review a Little Bit, Regularly.
Slow and steady wins the race. Students tend to read a ton of material before an exam. However, the human mind requires time in order to fully grasp ideas and concepts. Taking 10-20 minutes to read your notes after school daily can help in memorizing lessons, understanding themes, and recalling important points. Taking every subject’s lessons day by day will prevent you from being overwhelmed.

- When reading through your notes, picture yourself in the classroom with your classmates and teacher. The human mind is like a web, connected by images and sounds. Doing so can help you recall things written on the board or things mentioned by the teacher.

- Learn to Plan and Cram.
Working for the long-term and rushing for the short-term are two opposing ends of the spectrum. But if you don’t master both, you will suffocate in requirements.Time and energy are limited resources and the best scholars know how to get the most out of them. You can’t expect to be able to plan assignments weeks or days in advance the same way you can’t expect to make “academic excellence” in 30 minutes or less like a pizza delivery service.

- Periodic Exams, Long Tests, and Projects REQUIRE planning and coordination.
- Teachers can take up to 5 minutes setting up. Exploit the time.
- Lunchbreak, and the 20 minute breaks are the normal “"cram periods”“.

- Don’t Think of Difficulty.
“Easy” and “Hard” are relative terms. They mean different things to different people and ultimately, they should mean nothing to you. Feeling scared of a “tough” exam is harmful, as is feeling smug about an “easy” one. Study well so you can approach every test with confidence. Remember: it’s just as possible to perfect a difficult test as it is to fail an easy one.

- Don’t Compare Yourself to Others.
The world has approx. 7 billion people. There are always going to be people who are better than you at a given skill, the same way that there will always be people who are worse. Don’t consider them. Your life is your battle, and you’re going to have to fight it for yourself. Being discouraged by your friends’ high scores is as illogical as being encouraged by their low scores. There’s no reason to be proud of 1/10, even if it’s the highest score in the whole class.

- Don’t Blame Teachers.
Not all of your teachers are going to be fair or good at their jobs, whether you like it or not. Regardless, you can’t control your teacher’s incompetence or harshness but you can control the effort you put into their class. Read in advance, find other of info sources, and predict their requirements. The odds may be against you, but as a student you’re expected to beat them.

- Consult.
There’s no shame in asking for help. If you have difficulty in a subject, it always helps to consult with a teacher. Not only does it help in resolving any misconceptions/mistakes, it shows that you’re willing to take the time and effort to do well. To most teachers, that spirit is just as important as the final grade. Note: if a teacher knows that you have difficulty in their subject, they’ll probably take note of it in class which may be to your benefit.

- Find Your Own Strategy/Work Smart.
No single study strategy works universally. Everyone has their own specific style of learning and it’s up to you to find yours. If skimming through readings works for you then go ahead. If you’re the kind that needs to take notes, fine. It’s all about working both hard and smart, giving the most energy but finding the most effective way of using it. Humans are creative creatures. You might find that the best solution is one that no one has thought of before.

- Be Liable.
You need to be proactive in academics. Many students have the tendency to be caught off guard by a surprise quiz. They’ll often argue with the teacher, using the retort “Ma'am, you didn’t announce it!” as an excuse. Shaking off responsibility through ignorance is suicidal in this school. If you’re willing to take the risk of coming to class unprepared for the sake of being lazy, go ahead. Just be prepared for the consequences of your actions.

- Keep Moving Forward.
You’re human. Humans make mistakes. Learn from your errors but leave them where they belong; in the past. Everyone wants to get an A+ but you’ll never go that far with the weight of your failure hanging over your shoulder.

Conclusion: Don’t Take Academics too Seriously.
It seems counter-intuitive to end this guide with a statement like “Don’t Take Academics Too Seriously” but it’s something that everyone should remember. No matter no hard you try, you will fail at something. You’ll reach an obstacle that will knock you down to the ground and it will hurt like hell. You need to have something to fall back; friends, family, a hobby, an interest, etc. You don’t want to graduate and realize that you’re only good at earning numbers in a system.You could graduate this high school with the highest average in history but it won’t matter to anyone if you don’t know how you got it. Life is just like math, it’s not all
about the final answer. Your solution is just as important.

**Ultimately, your success as a scholar isn’t measured by a number on a piece of paper but in the difference you make in people’s lives. We’re not going to carry facts and theorems with us, but an attitude of trying to give our best no matter what the cost. That’s the most important lesson you can ever learn in school, but you’re not going to learn it from one subject or teacher. You’re going to live it everyday through every requirement and every grade receive.


(power couple)

for many students, myself included, classes with a participation requirement can be an unholy nightmare. speaking up in class as an introverted, shy, or anxious student can be really tough, especially when your grade depends on it. so here are some tips i’ve used to overcome some of that difficulty!

know what’s expected

being prepared can really help alleviate stress. read your syllabus carefully to figure out exactly what kind of participation your professor is looking for. maybe you can get some credit from attendance, online discussions, or simply being engaged in class.  even if you can’t find a participation loophole, though, you can go in with the right expectations and come up with some strategies before you even get to class.

be prepared

this is pretty straightforward. don’t let yourself be confused or blindsided by the topic of discussion and you’ll have an easier time speaking up. before class, do the reading, take notes, and come prepared with an idea of one or two things you can bring up. if it helps, you could write down a list of some topics or even script out some comments beforehand. just make sure you understand the topic of discussion (or make a note of what you don’t understand and ask a question about it!)

make a goal

sometimes it can help to treat participation as a quota you have to meet. promise yourself that you’ll raise your hand once every class or twice a week or whatever number will keep you on track grades-wise. then record how you’re progressing and keep yourself accountable! breaking participation down into daily or weekly goals can make it more manageable.

go easy on yourself

sometimes i don’t speak up because i’m afraid i’ll sound dumb or less qualified than other students. impostor syndrome is a killer, but it might be helpful to remember that everybody did the same work and listened to the same lectures - chances are nobody in your class is a secret expert. you don’t have to be a brilliant genius to participate in class! you don’t even always have to be right, tbh! all you have to do is say something.

talk to your professor

if you’re really struggling, tell your professor about it! they might have some suggestions that can help or an alternate assignment you can do. at the very least they’ll know that you’re having a tough time but you still care and are trying your best.

change your outlook

at the end of the day, class discussions are really meant to be a learning experience for you and your classmates. if you treat them as an opportunity to better understand your classwork and to get different perspectives rather than a scary test of your knowledge, it can really help! instead of zoning out or thinking too hard about what you need to say, try really focusing on the discussion. take notes, reference your readings, and listen to what other people are saying. if you can transfer even a little bit of your energy from worrying towards learning, you’ll get more out of the class and maybe lessen the stress.

Champion Selection - Loki x Reader

Warnings: Romance, angst, fluff, humour.

Word Count: 1500 (give or take a few)

A/n: The movie isn’t out yet but when you see an image like that, how can you possibly ignore writing for Loki?

There you stood - you, the God of Thunder, and your complicated relationship with Loki - before two brightly coloured and painted natives of this planet.

God. How had this all gone so wrong?

You and Thor were only trying to find Odin when Loki popped up, begging for help because he screwed up – again.

Then you three were pursued by an unrelenting woman called Hela who knocked you all off your course on the Bifrost and onto an unknown planet.

But, no. That’s no where your troubles ended.

The trio were very quickly captured and brought to the leader of glamourised fighting pit.

It was hard to tell if the man knew who you all were, but it seemed like that you were in for trouble regardless.

The leader of this fighting ring wore a golden robe with blue and red fabric peeking through in a few places and a blue streak down his lip and chin. He had an assistant standing behind with a golden cane with a yellow ball on top and a white tattoo on his forehead.

They were hushing an intense conversation before the assistant introduced the leader as the Grandmaster.

“I want Thor. He looks strong enough to take on the champion.” The Grandmaster chose as he leaned back in his seat, eyes fixed on Thor.

Your muscles tensed when you thought of what was to come next. If these people put Thor through the arena, then you and Loki would be used as prize chips to be bought and sold to whoever had enough credits.

It was clear that your identities were known, and these people didn’t care of the consequences. It also meant that they could pit Thor against someone impossible and use it as an excuse to get rid of him and take control of Asgard.

“I want to fight in the arena.” You blurted out.

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Open the door

Genre : Smut

Paring : Namjoon x Reader

Summary : 2am on Halloween’s night. Your boyfriend is away for promoting & you’re home alone while the moon is high in the sky. Suddenly, someone knocks on your door.

Soundtrack : You Say I’m Crazy - Lulu Rouge []

Warning :

- Kinky as fuck.

- English is not my mother tongue so please forgive all my lacks of conjugation / spelling mistakes ♡

Being alone on Halloween night makes you sadder than you thought. This has always been your favorite holiday, enjoying the spooky & childish atmosphere, too happy to decorate your apartment with dozens of candles, pumpkins, bats and fill all your jars with candy. You knew that Namjoon & the boys wouldn’t be here tonight, still in the middle of their promotion in Japan, but you thought that giving sweets to the children ringing at your door would at least cheer you up. You waited until one o'clock in the morning for someone to ring at your door, but no child came to claim a trick or a treat.

It’s now 2am and you still don’t feel like sleeping, feeling too bad for that. How sad is it to spend Halloween night all alone… You’re slumped on your couch, stirring your fingers in a jar filled with candy that you don’t even have the heart to eat. You really miss Namjoon and even if you just have to wait a few days before seeing him again, tonight the distance is much more difficult to bear. On top of that, he doesn’t answer your texts, but you guess that at this late hour of the night, your man must surely sleep. You sigh, your knees swaying slowly in the air while your eyes wanders on the ceiling. The silence of your apartment becomes almost deafening and you wonder if you should not go to sleep anyway.

Then, you hear three knocks on your door.

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(from talkRADIO interview with Bob Mills, Tom Holland, and Dominic Holland on 23/7/17)

-filming will begin in Montreal in 3 weeks
-script is still in the writing process
-Dominic Holland said that they were still in the casting process
-director Doug Liman asked Tom Holland if he was comfortable riding a motorcycle for an action sequence
-according to Tom, Doug is using CW as a blueprint and plans on going as unique as possible
-Doug asked Tom if he is able to grow facial hair
-Tom has not read the books yet

you know reading difficulties are so detrimental to kids in school, as well as adults obvs, and if they aren’t getting proper eye exams they’ll never know whats wrong and whats stopping them from being able to read properly

and you need very detailed eye exams to figure out whats wrong sometimes, and like I personally had access to a nearby university’s school of optometry’s graduate students who are learning, so my insurance covered it because it’s cheaper being that it’s with students

but like most people don’t have access to such detailed eye exams and will never find out why they have so much trouble reading and it’s so upsetting.


I think I’m up for not trying to play a literary heroine. I think I’d rather just do someone that has just been created in a script, rather than in a book that everyone knows and loves. The difficulty with it and the reason these characters are so loved is that every woman and man that reads it understands it in a different way. They’re so relatable, but different aspects will be drawn from different people.

anonymous asked:

prompt where Izuku got AfO instead of OfA, but instead uses it for heroics / doesn't use it at all / uses it as a vigilante / uses it to mess with villains? (basically any non villain AfO!Izuku as all of them are evil WHY MY GREEN SON WHY)

A.N - I see Dadzawa and Dad Might in this AU’s future. Copious amounts of it.


“I think,” Nezu says as the teachers wind down their meeting concerning the construction of UA Heights dorm facility. “That it would be best to include ‘him’ in this roster of students.”

Immediately, a good portion of the teachers straighten in their seats. The rest look confused by the suddenly serious mood in the room.

“Nezu sir, who is ‘him’?” Midnight asks politely.

Nezu smiles. “You’ve never met. His existence only came onto our radar about three years ago, and since then its been on a strictly need-to-know basis. Especially with our little mole friend still running amuck. However–” He looks to All Might, and then to Aizawa. “I think it best to at least give you an outline of him. Not the whole picture, but an outline. Perhaps you two would do the honors?”

All Might nods. “I’ll explain. Three years ago, during my fight with All For One, I encountered the boy he’d chosen as his heir.”

Shocked breaths spattered the room. “Did you capture him?” Cementoss asks.

All Might surprises them all by smiling. “There was no need. The boy had been forcibly taken from his home - he was Quirkless, you see - and made to inherit Sensei’s Quirk. However, as far as the boy was concerned, he simply wanted to go home. He had no interest in the lessons Sensei and his cohorts attempted to drill into him, or in battling me or any of the other heroes. So I took him home.”

“You did what?!” Calls of outrage fill the air, but Nezu shushes them, and gestures to Aizawa.

Shota sighs. “He’s been under our surveillance for the last three years. Not once has he been in contact with any source of villain life - in fact, several of these last month’s missions have been because of his intel. He doesn’t use All For One unless it’s by our request, and even then he’s extremely belligerent in which Quirk from the roster he uses. He’s a brat that mutters and strategizes, and yet hopelessly throws himself into battle if it’s for the good of someone else. He’s as far from villain material as you could possibly hope to get, so don’t go thinking you’re going to get some kind of evil creepy twirling his mustache.”

“He’s also something of a hermit, sad to say,” All Might continues. “A lot of people hear ‘All For One’ and immediately assume the worst. Shota and I are pretty much the only ones besides Nezu-sensei here he trusts. I know it’s a lot to take in, but just wait. You’ll see for yourselves he’s absolutely no threat to us or the children, or the community at large.”

“And if you can’t look past his Quirk,” Aizawa picks up, and this time there’s an undercurrent of steel in his voice, the same steel he shows when fixing to launch himself into battle, or when he’s about to smack someone down for saying something stupid about his students. “Then say so now, so I can remove your presence from his line of sight. He scares easily, and I won’t have you spooking him back into his shell when we’ve worked so hard to coax him out even this much. You want to make him a villain in your head? Fine, but leave the rest of us out of it.”

There’s a long silence at that. Its rare for Shota to be so openly protective of anyone - but the fact that All Might is looking much the same paints a portrait everyone’s learned to recognize. This student, whoever they are, is respected and protected by both men.

“I wouldn’t mind meeting him,” Midnight breaks the silence after a minute. “So long as he doesn’t slack off in class or try to cheat, I’m fine with him being here.”

“As am I,” Cementoss agrees. “If he wishes to learn, he is more than welcome here.”

Several others murmur their agreement as well. 

“I’ll hold my judgement until after I meet him,” Blood King says, not unkindly. “While I will agree not to look at him as a potential villain, even you must agree that knowing we have a student with the same Quirk as that man is going to take some time to get used to. But I will do my best to treat him the same as any of the others.”

Snipe and Hound Dog both agree with Blood King. It’s not the ideal situation, but it’s clear everyone in the room is at least willing to give the boy a chance. It’s the best they can hope for.

“Well then,” Nezu says, warmth filling his voice. “Eraserhead, would you do the honors?”

“Don’t I always?” The man asks, pushing up and heading for the door.

“Where’s he going?” Mic asks.

“To retrieve our new student.” Nezu claps his paws together. “Eraserhead is the only one who can truly unroot our boy. All Might comes close, but he still has a long way to go before he can get there.”

All Might smiles. “Aizawa and he share much in the way of personality. I’m afraid I’m too much of an extrovert for him and I to really click the way he and Aizawa do.”

“Ah,” several teachers say.

“Introvert,” Mic mutters, a grin on his face. “That’s what they’re calling it now?”


The walk to Izuku’s apartment is short. The boy had agreed, during one of their first tense meetings together, to live close to U.A High in case Nezu or All Might needed his assistance with something. It makes it easier for Shota to reach him, but it also makes it harder at the same time, because the boy seems to fight that much harder to be left alone when he’s living so close. Plus, he’s complained more than once that the noise levels just drive him mad. 

Well, if he doesn’t like noise levels now, he’s really going to hate them in UA Heights. 

When he reaches the apartment, he doesn’t bother knocking. He reaches into his belt for a hidden compartment where he keeps a key Izuku had pressed into his hand a month after that first meeting, muttering something about trusting his judgement before shoving him out the door. To say Aizawa was shocked by the show of trust, especially given what he’d learned about the boy personality-wise was… a pale word, to tell the truth of it. 

He unlocks the door, and opens in. He frowns when he sees the electricity isn’t gone. Flipping the switch does nothing. The room next door has light, which makes him frown even harder. The electricity bill should have been paid - UA was the one paying for it, after all. 

“Izu?” he calls. He hears something shuffling in the dark. It sounds like a familiar sleeping bag. He crouches down - it goes a long way to make Izuku feel better without someone looming over him. “Come on little hermit, Nezu wants to see you. Where are you at?”

A groan penetrates the darkness. “Close the door,” a voice orders. “S’too bright.”

Aizawa huffs at that, but obediently steps inside and closes the door. A second later, there’s a weak clap, and light comes on. And that’s when Aizawa’s eyebrows shoot up.

The apartment is a mess. There’s no food cartons or anything like that, but blankets are strewn about, the lamp’s been knocked over, the TV’s overturned (and fried, by the look of things) and there’s paint splatters all over the wall. Or at least those had better be paint splatters - they look like blood at a closer glance.

And sitting in the middle of the room is Izuku, looking like he hasn’t gotten any proper sleep in days. “What in the name of All Might happened here?” Aizawa asks.

“A shorter question would be what hasn’t happened. And the answer to that is murder. Murder hasn’t happened.” Izuku, inchworm like, wiggles along in his sleeping bag, green eyes hopeful as they land on him. “Did you bring any coffee?”

Ah, he knew he was forgetting something. The bribes. Getting Izuku to go out and deal with people is the hardest part of this whole thing. Because the boy just doesn’t do people. Aizawa can’t really blame him, but still. “I was more concerned for your well-being. We can go get some if you want. It’s still early.”

A gusty sigh. “I suppose,” he mutters. “Okay, so what do you need this time?”

Aizawa’s words are interrupted when Izuku’s stomach growls loudly. Izuku grimaces, and the movement in the bag suggests he’s pressing a hand to his stomach. Aizawa’s intuition pings.

“When was the last time you ate?” he demands.

Izuku’s eyes slide over to the far wall. “…a while ago.”

“Izuku Midoriya, look at me. When was the last time you ate?”

Izuku, rather than answer, attempts a retreat in the form of wrapping back up in his sleeping bag and inchworming his way towards the next room. Aizawa, recognizing a delay tactic when he sees one, snaps Izuku up with his scarves and then charges for the kitchen.

The fridge is empty. The cabinets are empty. There’s no cookware, no food, no non-perishables, no nothing.

He rounds on Izuku again, so furious he could spit. “Why didn’t you call?!”

He knows Izuku has difficulty going out. So they’d agreed on at least a call once a month for a grocery run if he needed it. Izuku certainly had the funds - just not the bravery. 

Izuku wiggles in his hold, and mutters something beneath the cowl of the bag. Fed up, Aizawa crouches down and flings the cowl off, snatching his chin between his fingers and jerking his head up. “Eyes up here, Izuku, and speak clearly. Why didn’t you call me?”

Izuku whines softly, but Aizawa doesn’t let up. “…didn’t want to bother you…” he finally mutters softly, a pink tint to his face. “…saw the news…you were busy…”

“Not too busy to come drop off food and make sure you were alright. Damn it Izuku, I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to be!” God save him from frustrating brats that don’t know how to think of themselves. He stands, grabbing the back of Izuku’s hoody and peeling him out of the bag. “Get your shoes, and grab your clothes. We’re going to get you something to eat, get you your coffee, and then you’re coming with me. We’re going to swing by Recovery Girl on our way in.”

“But Nezu–”

“Nezu won’t mind, trust me on this.” His smile is thin, more of a threat than anything. “If anything, he’ll insist. Now go get your things. You’re going to be staying with us for a while.”

“How long is ‘a while’?” Izuku mutters as he trudges up the stairs. 

The rest of your goddamned life, if I have any say in the matter, Aizawa thinks, sighing explosively once the boy’s up in his room. “God save me from self-sacrificing idiots.”


They reach the campus twenty minutes after Shota left, which considering the walking distance there and back, is a long time. So it’s no surprise to find All Might and Nezu standing by the gates, watching the crowds. When they spot Aizawa and his errant fledgling, Yagi waves them over. He’s clearly fixing to ask what took them so long, until he sees the coffee Izuku’s clinging to, and the bag of food items Shota’s holding in the hand not holding Izuku’s. “Ah,” he says, clearly recognizing what’s happened. 

Nezu puts on his ‘sad principal face’. “Izuku, you should have called.”

Izuku flinches like he’s been bodily struck. “I-I know, I just… didn’twanttobotheranyone…” he trails off muttering about Aizawa’s time and his importance and the current villains and–

“Calm down,” Aizawa says, and Izuku’s jaw snaps shut. “We’ve already gotten the guilt trip out of the way, Nezu. I’ve told him what’s going on. We’re going to drop his stuff off, and then I’m taking him to see Chiyo. Any updates I need to be aware of?”

“Nope!” Nezu chirps, clearly happy that Aizawa is looking after another ‘trouble child’. “I’ll introduce the teachers to him later, when he has time to settle in. Go on ahead - second floor, last door on your right.”

Aizawa knows that door very well. He’s not surprised Nezu’s putting him there. “Alright. Come along little hermit, let’s get you settled.”

Izuku presses closer to him the further into campus they get. It nets him some strange looks, and Shota can tell by the tightness of the hand wrapping around his own that the boy really wants to bolt. He gently squeezes back. “Breathe,” he orders quietly. “Nobody’s going to hurt you. They’re all students, same as you. Relax, little hermit.”

Izuku glances over at him, and then around, and after a few second sucks in a quiet breath. Some of the panic ebbs back, but its still lurking.

“Good,” Aizawa praises. “You’re safe here. Remember that.”

Izuku gives an aborted little nod, but the small distance he puts between them speaks volumes.

They reach the room without much fanfare. Aizawa prepares himself for a reaction when he opens the door - he gets it too. Izuku sees the furniture, sees the particular decorations of the room that speak of personal touch, and says quietly, “I think we’ve got the wrong room.”

“No we don’t,” Aizawa gently urges him in. “This is my room. You’ll be staying here with me.”

“B-b-but–work…busy…don’t want to bother…”

“Izuku, chances are if we leave you alone, you’ll do the same thing you were doing. You won’t call on us if you need anything. This way, we can keep an eye on you, and help you if need be. And if it makes you feel any better, there’s two bedrooms in here, and I rarely ever sleep or do anything besides work. You’ll be fine.” He reaches out and gently ruffles the green curls. “Now come on, we should get you to Chiyo.”

Preference "How they react to you giving them pleasure under the table during a group dinner" (NSFW)

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Negan-Feeling your hand run up his thigh, he’d instantly smirk to himself and get turned on by the idea of you desiring him and taking control. He wouldn’t be able to resist to look at your hand skillfully undoing his belt and taking him out in your hand. He’d lick his lips to look at you stroke him so eagerly and take it all in as he’d only having the thought of taking you on right in the table, not even caring if the others know or not about you and him. “Oh honey…You’re doing this now…Fuck…You like that? Taking control when you know I can’t do anything else to you…”

Daryl-Feeling your leg propped against his all of a sudden and your hand travelling to undo his belt, he’d try to convince you otherwise with his eyes, knowing that he’ll have difficulty control himself as you’d have your fun. As you’d undo his belt and manage to start stroking him, he’d bite his tongue to keep his voice and just grunt in anger for letting himself be so vulnerable to you at such a moment. Each glance he’d throw back at you would only serve to warn you about what’s to come. “You’re gonna regret this, Y/N…Once everyone’s out…I’m gonna f-…”

Rick-Feeling your hand on his thigh, he’d look at you lovingly, hinting to you as to what you’ll both be doing later. However, as you’d surprise him by starting to undo his pants and stroke him, he’d be dumbfounded for a moment, his eyes wide and his words cut short. As everyone would notice, he’d quickly recover himself, only to glare back at you from head to toe and shake his head, actually smirking about the situation. “Y/N, you’re unbelievable…You nearly let everyone know about your dirty little secret…”

Merle-He’d grab your hand from under the table and make you feel his growing need for you with a grin, only for you to start rubbing him and eventually give him the needed relief. It would genuinely surprise him yet turn him on as well even more to feel you stroking him as Rick would talk to you about something, as he didn’t expect you to solve his problem right in the company of everyone around. With no shame, he’d even grip your wrist to keep guiding you. “That’s right, Y/N…I need you right there…Fuck…I’m gonna have so much fun after this punishing you for making me damn horny…”

Glenn-Feeling your hand on his thigh, he’d smile at you lovingly, only for his gaze to change as he’d be shocked to feel you undoing his pants. He’d look around to see if anyone had noticed, only to smirk at how bold you are as he puts his hand over yours to make you stop. As you’d overpower him, he’d end up having the most difficult time to maintain his calm, panting and groaning ever slightly from the feeling, only for others to ask him if he’s feeling well. “I-I’m fine! I-It’s just a little cramp guys, nothing serious…nothing to look here…just keep eating…”

The Governor-Feeling your hand brush against his crotch, he’d grow weary of you and glare at you. He’d hate the feeling of being teased and played with so much, that he’d beat you to the punch by begging you with a whisper to start stroking him right then and there, not caring if anyone will see. He’d end up smirking in satisfaction to feel your hand and would end up clenching his fist as he tries his best to keep the conversation with the others as casual as he can. “You better stop your little teasing, Y/N…And start using your hands properly…Deny me of it and we’ll have a serious talk later…”

Abraham-Feeling your hand on his thigh, he would make a loud playful comment about teasing him in public, making everyone laugh, only to stunned to feel you actually undoing his pants a few moments later. Suddenly, as you’d start to stroke him, he’d get quiet and wouldn’t be able to form a proper sentence as people would talk around the table. He’d get genuinely flustered by your action and for once feel completely vulnerable, only to yank you closer to him and whisper his warnings. “Goddamn it, Y/N…Are you serious? I-I was just joking earlier…Y-you didn’t have to take it that way…Just wait…”

Eugene-The instant, he feels your hand on his thigh he’d freeze and stare at you with a worried look, not knowing what he should be doing. As he’d look at your hand, he’d be fixated the whole time with each of your movements, from removing his belt to actually stroking him. He’d be so lost in his thoughts as to what was happening, he’d forget about his food and everyone else, only to get incredibly nervous and a stuttering mess as someone would ask if he was alright. “I-I’m okay! Fine! I’m fine that’s what i meant…What? I-I’m n-not v-very h-hungry…t-that’s all…”

Jesus-Feeling your hand on his thigh, he’d look at you with a smile and grab a hold of your hand for a moment, thinking you wanted to show your affection for him in a romantic way. As he’d let go and start to eat, he’d instantly drop his utensil and sit back up straight to feel your hand in his pants, stroking him. He’d look at you wide eyed and wouldn’t know what to say. As you’d keep up, he’d bite his tongue to keep quiet and simply look at you whimpering for his release.

Dwight-Feeling your hand rubbing his thigh up and down, he’d be impatient and give you a look that hints at what you should be truly doing to him. He’d want you badly and grab your hand to rub him even more, only to smirk seeing you take charge of him by eventually undoing his pants. As soon as you’d stroke him, he’d feel satisfied and would give you what you’d need to hear, him begging you, all while he manages to keep the others unsuspecting of you. “A little faster…and tighter, Y/N please…I need it…Yes…Like that…”

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