Third Round of Snippets

"Speech"
'Thoughts'
"{Speaking a different language}"

AN: Before you ask, there's still no Vow until next month at the earliest.

A Green Dragon's Whore

AN: Consider this a minor omake for "A Green Dragon's Hoard". I had no idea where I was going with it so it ended there.

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"I'm not really sure about this, guys." A sentence that preceded countless shenanigans throughout human history. This time, the speaker was one Izuku Midoriya, a young man and soon to be Pro Hero who was getting married next week. His friends had insisted on helping him "celebrate his bachelorhood one last time" and were taking him to a brothel. Despite his words, they weren't truly forcing him, not that they could, given the seven-meter man weighed more than all of them combined. Heck, except for Shoji and Yamato, none of Izuku's classmates even reached past his knees. And even Yamato, the tallest of his fiancés by far, only stood about level with his waist.

"I promise, Midoriya, you're gonna have a great time. Besides, this is your last chance to sample the buffet before you're tied down." Mineta had surprisingly cleaned up his act over the years. He'd had to in order to survive Izuku's second mother, Nemuri Kayama. "And the women at this brothel are a feast," he declared, proving he hadn't changed too much.

"I mean, will I even fit?" Izuku's innocent question got a round of laughter from his friends. Blushing as he realized how that sounded, Izuku corrected himself, "I mean, will I fit inside the building? Most places aren't like UA."

Sero was quick to reassure him, "Don't worry about it. I've been here before. You'll fit, no problem. Oh, there it is!" The building he was pointing at was huge, eight or nine stories tall, yet the front door took up approximately a third of the height. Above the door was a sign saying, "Woman Trouble". Not exactly the sort of name Izuku expected from a brothel. Most of the places they'd passed on the way there had names like "Fox's Den", "Kitten's Milk Bar", or "Treasure Chest". With a shrug, the horned giant followed his classmates in, careful as ever to not step on anyone. So focused was he on where he was stepping that he barely noticed the massive hall they'd entered. And he certainly didn't see the woman waiting to greet new customers.

"The hero bachelor party?" A silky voice inquired. Looking up, Izuku saw what was by far the tallest woman he'd ever met, barring Mt. Lady when she used her quirk. Standing over a meter taller than Izuku himself, the matron was a horned woman with her blonde hair done up in a classical geisha style (though notably, using swords in place of hairpins). Her lowcut black kimono hung off her shoulders and exposed an outright canyon of cleavage. "I am Black Maria, proprietor of this establishment. Which of you is the lucky man?" As she spoke, Maria leaned over in a way carefully calculated to maximize the effect of her cleavage without "spilling out" of her kimono. Though he had been the one to organize things, Mineta was nearly catatonic at being face to face with breasts that were bigger than himself, leaving Kaminari to indicate Izuku. "Oh my~ you're a big one, aren't you~? Hm, while my girls can look after your friends, I must insist on attending to all of your needs myself, valued customer."

With a clap of her hands, Maria summoned a group of her girls for the rest of the boys: A pink skinned woman with long white hair and a tail, a blonde woman in black leather and fishnets, a blue haired woman with an origami flower in her hair, and a green haired woman whose arms ended in wings. "I believe one of you asked for Monet specifically. I do hope the rest are to your liking." As the young men were led off to their room, she gave Izuku a look of pure hunger. "As for you, come and let me show you the time of your life~"

"I need an adult?" Coming from a grown man, such a statement was always ridiculous. Coming from a horned wall of muscle who looked like he could suplex Godzilla, it was outright ludicrous.

"I am an adult~" Maria purred.

'I wonder if the girls' night is as crazy as mine.'

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"Whoo! Shake it, baby!"

"Take it off!"

"Marry me!"

The dancer on stage was very much used to such comments. While some of the girls found such things a demeaning but necessary evil that came with the territory, she actually rather enjoyed them, so long as they weren't too crass anyway. Though, as the fox-shark mutant woman ground against the pole onstage, she couldn't help but think most private parties she got weren't all women. With a sultry look, Ippan threw her bra in the general direction of the dozen odd women who'd rented out the entire club for the night. One of them, a tiny redhead, got smacked in the face by a cup that was almost as big as she was. Her friends laughed even as they continued raining bills onto the stage. It was definitely shaping up to be Ippan's most profitable night ever.

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I've Had This Unicorn For One Hour

AN: This takes place in an alternate Emerald Phoenix in which Mineta didn't get expelled.

"And who is this adorable cinnamon roll?" Momo asked, squatting down to bring herself to eye level with the little girl peeking around Izuku's leg.

"This is Eri. I told you about her earlier, Momo," Izuku offered. "Eri, this is my girlfriend, Yaoyorozu Momo."

Despite his cheerful voice, that short introduction told Momo exactly who the little girl was and what she'd been through. Izuku had been sobbing in both sorrow and rage when he'd explained what Chisaki had done to Eri for years. From where she knelt, Momo gave Eri her friendliest smile, even if her friends would insist all her smiles were her friendliest smile. "It's nice to meet you, Eri. What's your favorite animal?"

"B-bunny." Was the little girl's shy reply, still trying to hide behind her protector's pants.

Without missing a beat, Momo's quirks flared to life. A moment later, a stuffed rabbit appeared in her hands, the same green as Izuku's hair and almost as fluffy. "Here you go, this is for you."

Hesitantly, Eri took the plush that was almost as big as she was. Hugging it to her chest, she looked up at Momo with awe as she haltingly gushed, "Thank you, Yaomama."

The young heiress's heart clenched as she radiated pure joy. "Please call me that from now on."

Izuku happily patted Eri's head as she showed him her new gift. Glancing up, he realized, "Oh hey, here comes some of our classmates." Eri immediately buried her face in her new bunny, hiding from the world.

Standing up, Momo looked in the direction Izuku had and saw that indeed, several of their class were heading their way. She paid more attention to little Eri than the introductions. She'd had this precious unicorn for five minutes and she was already considering mailing Chisaki a pipebomb containing vials of fluoroantimonic acid (she'd have to thank Mina for teaching her about that one). When Mineta stepped forward, she wasn't particularly worried. He'd gotten better since the USJ and surely even a pervert like him wouldn't think to- "I can't wait to see what you look like in ten years."

A small boom of displaced air and a pair of craters shaped exactly like Momo's sneakers were the only hint anyone had as to what happened to her and Mineta as they vanished between one moment and the next. All Mineta knew was the steel grip slowly crushing his skull as Momo held him up with one hand, crimson lightning sparking all over her body. In her other hand was a chainsaw. When exactly she created it, he couldn't say but it was definitely functional as the engine quietly whirred and the chain spun. With a smile of pure death on her face, Momo leaned close and whispered, "I will turn the Geneva Convention into a fucking checklist."

"It was just a joke!" Mineta screamed in terror.

"Jokes have a prerequisite of being funny you little hobgoblin!"

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Buff, Debuff, or In-Between

AN: A "Quirked but no OfA Izuku" idea, loosely based off E-LuckArcher's "King of Enchanters"

"Midoriya," Their teacher, who looked like he was either newly homeless or simply never took care of himself, called. "What was your softball throw in middle school?"

"69 meters, sensei," The verdette boy answered, ignoring someone's comment of "Nice."

Aizawa nodded at his answer, also ignoring the juvenile comment. He tossed a ball with a black band around it to Izuku. "Here, try using your quirk. Anything goes so long as you don't leave the circle."

The teen paused at being told to use his quirk. "Er, sensei. My quirk, that is- did you read our files?" Realizing how that likely sounded, Izuku quickly tried to backtrack, "Not that I think you're neglecting your duties or anything! I just-"

"Spit it out. Didn't I already say time was a precious resource?" Aizawa grumbled, getting annoyed with his student.

A new voice spoke up, loud and abrasive, which admittedly was perfectly normal for the speaker, "His shitty quirk doesn't work on himself!" Katsuki Bakugou still wasn't happy that someone else from Aldera got into U.A., but at least it was the only other student who actually worked to become a hero.

"Right, what Kacchan said," Izuku offered. "I can't self-buff."

"Fine," Their teacher took the ball back before tossing it to Bakugou, "You got second place on the Entrance Exam. Same rules."

The explosive blonde caught the ball and moved to the circle as Izuku moved back to rejoin the class. He was even more angry that fucking Midoriya beat him with Rescue Points of all things! He'd barely gotten a dozen Villain Points but had earned nearly seventy Rescue Points for running around and using his quirk on seemingly everyone in sight! Total bullshit in his opinion. Feeding his anger into his quirk, Bakugo hurled it with a massive explosion propelling it further, "Fucking die!"

After several seconds, Aizawa's phone beeped. "780.4 meters," He showed the class.

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"The heroes for the first exercise will be… Team D! And the villains will be… Team G!" All Might boisterously announced. "Villains, please make your way to Building B! Once you arrive, you'll have ten minutes to plan!"

Mina and Koda left for the testing site, the pink girl eagerly trying to draw her larger classmate into a conversation about how they could win. As they went to their own starting point, Tsuyu turned to her partner and asked him, "Midoriya-chan, how does your quirk work exactly?"

Izuku tried not to let his eyes wander, wondering why almost every girl had a costume that was skintight, as he answered, "Well, my quirk is called Enchantment and I can strengthen or weaken up to three traits on a person for up to an hour at a time. Anything from speed to striking power to intelligence, but the more traits I improve, the more draining it is and the less time they last. Also, if I debuff one trait, I can buff another further. But I can't use it on myself."

Nodding, the frog-like girl offered, "So it's a support quirk." She rubbed her chin as she pondered. "Can you enhance my stealth? We could try getting to the bomb without fighting at all."

"Of course! I can make you walk quieter than a mouse! One second, just let me concentrate." Izuku pointed his right hand at his partner and focused. After a moment, a blue glow briefly showed around her. A second after it faded, another blue glow shined as well. "There! I increased your speed as well. You should be about twice as fast as before. Stealth is a bit harder to quantify. I'll draw their attention while you find the bomb?"

"START!" All Might's voice called through the PA system.

"Sure thing, Midoriya-chan." Tsuyu quickly hopped onto the side of the building and clung to the wall. Despite the impact, she made no noise as she landed, nor as she started climbing, checking windows as she went. Furthermore, the green clad girl was unusually hard to pay attention to as she scaled the building.

For his part, Izuku ran in through the front door, seeking to either provide a distraction or possibly find the bomb. He had only managed to check two rooms when Mina came sliding down the banister towards him. "Heads up, hero! You're not going to stop our dastardly plan!" She called as she flung a thick globule of acid towards him.

Quickly rolling to the side, Izuku shouted back, "Not even if I said please?"

That earned him a snort of laughter and more acid. He really hoped Mina wasn't using anything too corrosive for the exercise. What followed was a game of cat and mouse as he led the "villain" on a merry chase throughout the first floor. Unfortunately, there was no sign of Koda. His fears were confirmed when he heard Tsuyu speak into his earpiece. "Midoriya-chan, we've got a problem. I've found the bomb but it's filled with rats and Koda-chan. I'm trying to sneak around, but I'm dummy thicc and the clap of my ass keeps alerting the guard rats."

As the first teams to go, they were unaware that their conversations were being transmitted back to the control room their teacher and class were in. Thus they remained blissfully unaware of Momo accidentally shooting tea out of her nose in laughter, an impressive feat considering she hadn't been drinking anything.

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These Colors Don't Run

AN: Assume canon up to the start of this snippet

As the fusion of All For One and Tomura Shigaraki hurtled towards America's number one hero, he mentally cackled at how perfect his plan was. At best, the mighty Star and Stripe would only have enough time to enact a single new order with her quirk. Whether she tried to prevent herself from being decayed or keep him from stealing her quirk, he'd win. Either he'd kill her or he'd steal her quirk then kill her. There was nothing she could do! Sure, the fight had a few moments where he'd been worried, such as when she tried to stop his heart or when she threw several nuclear missiles at him. But now, his victory was assured!

At least, that was what he thought. Then, just before his hand made contact, he heard what should have been Cathleen Bate's final order. "I cannot be affected by other's quirks." The amalgamation couldn't even process what she'd just done, even as his hand stayed covering her face and accomplishing absolutely nothing. Tomura was filled with disbelief as his other hand raised up and tried to blast her once again with the combination of Radio Waves, Air Cannon, and Heavy Payload. But while the attack struck dead on, it also had less effect than a warm breeze.

"All right. Look. I know we said some things…" The villain attempted to buy himself time to think of a solution. "But I'll bet if we just talk to each other a little, we could become friends. Whadda ya say, high-five?"

Slapping his offered hand, Cathleen's grin was all teeth as she said, "All for One will destroy any other quirks within its host."

What had been fearful apprehension morphed into existential terror. The white-haired man could feel All for One rampaging through his body, destroying every single quirk in his collection as it went. He was so disturbed by the sensation and the knowledge of what it meant that he didn't even think of reacting as the much larger woman gripped his wrist in one hand and reared back her first. The pair fell out of the air as the Quirks keeping Tomura aloft were destroyed. The damage Star and Stripe's Quirk was doing was such that her physical assault was frankly irrelevant in comparison. She knew it too but she also knew better than to give him a moment to think after he'd survived her previous attacks. Tomura wasn't going home in a cast or in a box, because he wasn't going home at all. Only a few hundred feet before impact, Cathleen reinstated her normally permanent order. Tomura barely had a moment to realize this meant he could use one of his remaining quirks on her when she shifted her grip and hurled him into the ocean with all her might. At the speed he was moving, the impact with the water was akin to hitting a concrete wall at nearly three hundred miles per hour.

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When the heroes forced All for One into one final battle, he found himself not only facing both Deku and Star and Stripe, but doing so without his quirks due to the teamwork of Eraserhead, Manual, and Phantom Thief. Worse, the heroes were assigned opponents based on who they best countered rather than any personal feelings or history with the villains. As such, Spinner's army was locked down almost instantly by the teamwork of Plamo and Mudman, the former covering the rioters in glue while the latter first softened then rehardened the ground. Though Spinner did manage to reach Kurogiri, his efforts were for naught as the Nomu was being controlled by Kuroiro, leaving him forcibly inactive. Himiko Toga found herself unable to even harm her opponents, Red Riot and Lemillion, the latter of whom snatched away her vial of Twice's blood before she could use it. Dabi's fires found no purchase against the teamwork of Comicman, Creati, and Shoto. And those sent to rescue Gigantomachia found themselves contending with the Top Three heroes at once. It was a completely one-sided battle on all fronts. Those members of the "Paranormal Liberation Front" who survived universally faced either life in prison or execution for their numerous crimes, including aggravated murder and instigating a civil war.

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AN: So here we have a quick collection of snippets that have been bouncing around in my skull for various lengths of time. Ippan as a stripper in the first snippet was done on a whim, unlike Black Maria who was fully planned. Second snippet was an idea I wanted to suggest to Primordial Vortex then remembered that Mineta was already gone from the story for good. Third was just for fun. For Izuku and Bakugo both getting better physical scores than canon, that's because Izuku having a quirk made him actually train and having someone genuinely making an attempt to become a hero in his class made Bakugo train harder. Assume Izuku's QAT score was somewhere in the last quarter, since his quirk flat out doesn't help at all, but he didn't come in last and no one was expelled.

And the final snippet was an idea tossed around of how SnS could have totally won her fight and done more than mildly inconveniencing Tomura (yeah, she allegedly destroyed a bunch of his quirks but we only know of exactly one that was destroyed. All she did was buy the heroes a few days). If you're upset that a character you like was thrown in prison and/or killed, consider the following: Having a shitty childhood doesn't remotely excuse being a mass murderer. They might have been treated like abused dogs, but just like abused dogs, sometimes they have to be put down because there's no rehabilitation possible. In this case, those who outright reject the very idea of not being a mass murdering cunt.