Aizawa glared down at their class, daring them to speak as they gathered into a loose group in front of one of the gyms. "In a week's time all of you will be taking the exam for your provisional licenses. The training camp was originally meant to get you ready for this but… well plans change. So now you all will have a week to nail down the last lesson we were going to work on. Power moves."
The class erupted into excited chatter at the announcement. Quickly comparing favorite power moves from older heros as well as starting to brainstorm ideas for their own. Eraserhead waved a hand to bring their attention back to him for another few minutes. "Yes, I'm sure most of you have ideas. This gym has several different types of terrain set up so you can have choices on where to work. That being said, I and several other teachers will be scattered around making suggestions and keeping an eye out. Don't get hurt. And don't hurt anyone else. And ask Cementos if you need something more specific made for you. And Midoriya, Power Loader has given you and Hatsume access to the labs for the week. If you need to make or update something feel free to let me know and then head over. But please remember that you should save time to actually practice with whatever support item you come up with."
Once he got acknowledgement from all of the kids he turned them loose to train to their hearts' content. Keeping an eye on his more… gung ho students even as he waved an ok to Izuku as the teen excitedly dashed by on his way to the labs. He prayed for PL's sanity, grateful to the mam for giving up his last week of break, but well aware the chaos duo would most likely drive him mad.
This would be a tiring week for everyone involved.
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Shinso leaned sleepily against Shouto's warmer side, watching blearily as Mei and Izuku sat in the floor in front of the coffee table. They were gesturing wildly as they discussed schematics for some sort of sensors or buttons for Izuku's gloves. They occasionally turned towards Denki who was sitting beside them charging four phones at once and playing mario kart on Hitoshi's Switch. The blonde was playing soundboard for the two geniuses, mostly just humming and hawing, but occasionally taking the chargers out of his mouth to ask clarifying questions. In the hour since they had showered and gotten back to the 1-A common room the blonde had sparked no less than 4 breakthroughs by bringing the others back to the basics.
The purple eyed teen looked on with fondness, even if he was too tired and comfortable to really contribute anything himself. Todoroki made a fantastic pillow, letting him melt bonelessly against his shoulder as he read a book, one that would be coming up on their list in the next semester.
Overachieving goody goody.
Hitoshi let himself be lulled by the voices of his two best friends and the warmth underneath him, dozing off fully after a few more minutes. They all let him nap, Shouto glancing over every once in a while to check on him, even as he continued to channel the tiniest bit of his quirk to raise his own temperature a bit to keep the tallest teen comfortable.
Eventually though the others started trickling into the common areas, all intent on finding food. When it started getting noisy enough that Shinso started to frown in his sleep, the others decided it was dinner time for them too. Izuku sitting up on his knees to gently shake his indigo haired boyfriend awake.
It took a minute but eventually they got him up and shuffled over to the table, letting him flop down with his head on his folded arms while the rest of them figured out food things. Eventually Izuku took over, shoving the other three out of the kitchen so they couldn't destroy anything or go with the week old combini bento Kaminari had been eyeing. He ended up mixing chicken broth and miso mix together in a pot with some basic veggies, and setting another pot on to boil for noodles. Miso Ramen would have to do since he hadn't had the foresight to really prep anything he dug aroun in the fridge and found some seared pork belly left over from the night before. He tossed it in the microwave to heat up and add into their soup when it was done. He also found some natto in the pantry and doled it out into little ramekins as a side dish.
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A Silent Kind of Strength
FanficIzuku Midoria. Deaf. Quirkless. Tired. And done with Kachan's shit. It's been almost a year since he lost the majority of his hearing. And he's doing his best to learn to cope with being disabled on top of being quirkless. It would be easier if his...