Disclaimer: Boku no Hero Academia does not belong to me, nor will it ever belong to me.

Warning: Rated T because why not

A/N: This is pretty much a crack fic... Though I'd need something more cheerful to write in this fandom after that dark mindfuck villain!Deku AU I'm actually writing. This had absolutely no consistent plot and it'll be just a story about a girl who isn't gonna get herself pushed around by some pretentious asshole just bc they couldn't get first place.

And I actually like Endeavor's character despite the major asshole and horrible father that he actually is. Yay for the redemption arc!

Hope you enjoy whatever shit I just wrote :D

Chapter 1: Fuck...

You know, it's truly great when one of your biggest dreams comes true. It's less great that I had to die in order to get my dream fulfilled, but the life I left behind wasn't much of a loss anyway. Nothing to mourn over or linger too much onto.

However, like every other normal and rational person which experiences their rebirth, some thoughts need to be straightened out. The first thought would go something like this:

"Why the hell am I surrounded by giants?"

I mean, a logical and very important question, no? Who cares about location and time! Psh, yeah, the question of giants basically manhandling you is much more pressing. Alas, I eventually caught onto why the hell I was being transported from hand to hand. The second thought, very important I might add, would be this:

"Fuck. Puberty..."

And the third thought which would immediately follow:

"Fuck! Puberty!"

But all in all, the tragedy of my rebirth as Hinayu Rei wasn't nearly as dramatic as I made it out to be. I blame the overly emotional state of an infants/toddlers body.

Honestly, I had nothing to complain about as my second life started. Ok, maybe I had one tiny little thing to complain about.

Fucking Japanese man! Being born Asian was cool and all, Japan is freaking great and Japanese girls (checks pants… no sudden extra limb? Nope, good. Girl it is!) are absolutely adorable and cute, but this language was going to eternally kill me! I am a person who likes understanding what is going on, to be in the know! Alas, that was impossible with a language barrier as an obstacle. Needless to say, I was fighting tooth and nail… literally spitting out teeth and chewing on nails, to learn Japanese as quickly as possible.

It felt terrible not to understand a word being said around you.

Other than that, life was peachy. Being an adult in a child's body had a lot of benefits, such as being dubbed a prodigy from early on, hell yeah! I was totally cheating, but whatever, hand me all the praise peasants!

Fast forward to my fourth birthday, pretty cute birthday party if I may say so, lots of balloons, thankfully no clowns, really adorable with lots of presents. I do like presents! However, what got my attention was the constant question being thrown around of:

"When do you think her quirk will manifest?"

Now, one thing you must understand is that I was born in some old rich traditional Japanese household and my mother did not work, so I did not go to daycare as she was there to take care of me and teach me personally to become a "fine lady". On top of that, she barely, if ever used her quirk and I never got to witness anything unusual happening around myself.

Maybe I did notice some weird shit going on, but I usually chalked it up as some hallucination or a trick of the mind. I mean, there's no way that the maid which helped around could blow the dust away with just her breath, right! Right…

Well, apparently I was blind and stupid as I almost froze half of my room in a fit of frustration when my quirk finally presented. Honestly, I wasn't even that angry! I mean, yeah, sure, my parents were treating me like a kid again but I could hardly blame them… No, I totally blamed them, but whatever. The bigger problem at that time was, my room was half FROZEN!

"Let it go, let it go, can't hold it ba-" ok, yeah, not the right time.

So, after that disastrous event, my mother sat me down and explained what quirks were and how she could make the temperature around herself colder, which explained the origin of my ice quirk. Of course, the usage of the words quirk and realising that my mother wasn't, in fact, albino, but had white hair and blue eyes because IT'S A FUCKING ANIME, caused me to come to a very pleasant and exciting conclusion.

My. Hero. Academia!

I couldn't believe my luck! The days following after I got my superpowers, I was on cloud nine. Sure, I would have liked fire to be my initial quirk, but ice wasn't bad either! I could do really cool stuff with it, like ice skates wherever I wanted and create ice sculptures because ain't that freaking awesome!

Of course, there was the possibility of being a hero as an actual profession but that wasn't really what I was aiming for. I wasn't hero material, didn't really care about protecting people I couldn't give a fuck about.

However, much like all good things in life, even those happy moments had to come to an end. You see, being born in an anime, no one ever said that you would be reborn in the main plot alongside the main characters. On TV, there was some live action going on with this dumb looking hero fighting a villain. This hero wearing a yellow overall and bouncing on the buildings like some manic with the hero name "Gran Torino".

Now, I might be cheating about the whole prodigy kid thing, but that did not mean I wasn't smart. I could put two and two together.

Gran Torino was in his prime. My power was ice. And my first name was Rei. As an avid fangirl of My Hero Academia, of course, I knew every single character in existence, so it wasn't difficult to find out as WHO I had been reborn too.

Oh. Hell. To the fuck. NO!

Endeavor can go find some other bitch to breed with, I wasn't going to live the pathetic excuse of a life of Todoroki Rei. No motherfucking way! I ain't popping 4 babies till he gets the perfect son he can fuck with while getting myself mentally abused! Fuck him, he can shove his icy hot plan up his anus!

Funny how fate liked to screw with people, especially people like me…