Author's note: So I got some hate comments over some certain things related to the fic, and I just wanted to say: U.A is an Universtiy and Izuku and Ibara are both 18. This is (supposed) to be a parody on smut fic, and I wasn't trying to make it 'pedophilic' (as some people have said for I didn't mention the character's ages) I am pretty close the student's original age, and I was hurt by those comments. All I wanted was a funny, stupid story for people to laugh at, not a story where they think the author is a creep. If you like this, leave a comment. If you didn't and were somehow disgusted/offended, just leave.
Also, MHA is not owned by me.
Anna Nishkoma was going to die.
She knew that well: for the last two years of her life, she was constantly in and out of treatment, draining the joy out of her, as well as her blood. Instead of playing with her friends outside and having fun like most six-year-olds, she had the luxury of being cooped up in hospitals and clinics…
Cancer wasn't fun, she learned.
However, today was hopefully going to change that. She looked around her hospital room: the beeping of machines and the odor of antiseptic solutions pulled her out of her ruminations. Despite living only for a small amount of time, Anna was content with dying. If it meant not burdening her parents anymore with constant worries over her and the stress that came with it, she was fine with passing on.
Opening the door to her room came one of the nurses. "Okay Anna, you have a few minutes with your family," she said with a kind voice. "alright, sweetie?"
The little girl nodded her head. After the nurse left, her parents came in. Both were somber, going right for her in a giant bear hug.
"Oh honey, I'm so sorry!" Her father, Olaf, began to sob, with streams coming off his face, staining her hospital gown. While he did that, her mother, Elise, silently wept.
After a minute, her parents put their hands on their shoulders, looking directly at her eyes.
"Anna," her mother started to say, "you know that this is a big surgery, right?
She nodded.
"Well," her father carried on, "if you…don't survive this, we'll always be with you, wherever you'll go." He pointed right at her heart. "And besides, our love is stronger than any disease."
"Mmhm!" Elise added.
After a few more minutes, the nurse came back in to tell them that the surgery was about to begin. As Anna was about to be carried into the operation room and drift off to sleep by the Anesthesia, she decided to pray. While her family wasn't religious, she didn't think it would hurt in trying
'God, if you're there…wherever, whoever you are, help me.' She then closed her eyes and drifted off to nothingness.
8920 Kilometers away
Meanwhile, in the faraway country of Japan, a certain green-haired boy discovered magazines that were not meant for boys his age.
"She's awake!"
Anna opened her eyes. "Huh?" Olaf and Elise soon came to her side, jubilation clear on their faces. "It's a miracle, you're alive!" Her father raised her in the air, spinning around. "God is real! He saved our baby girl! This is a miracle, an utter miracle!"
"Uh, what happened?" spoke a thirteen-old Izuku Midoriya, his eyes glazed with pleasure and confusion. He didn't know what happened: he was just looking at some magazine pictures of Midnight and Mirko (specifically with only their bras on) and then he felt a sensation in his crotch, and then he started moving his thingy when it felt good, and then some weird, white, sticky stuff came out of it! He had no idea what happened. All he knew was that it felt good.
The realization dawned on him. "Wait, is this it?" He jumped right of his couch. "IT'S A QUIRK! I FINALLY HAVE A QUIRK! I'm going to tell Kacchan and Mom about this!"
God's 11th finger
Blue Eagle
Izuku ran through the streets, trying to get to school on time. Turning the corner on a street, he saw a crowd of civilians watching something.
'Is that a Hero fight?'
He stopped near the rest of the crowd. Standing next to him was a tall, older man, with bright yellow hair. He seemed very calm, watching the fight- Kamui Woods and some other Pros combating a giant villain- with confidence and some sort of understanding.
"Good morning, young man," he said. The man looked at the blue sky. "It's a wonderful day we're having, aren't we?"
"Yeah, it is! What's your-"
Clank!
"Aw man, my water bottle!" Before he could reach down and grab the leaking bottle, the stranger bent down, picked it up, and gave it to him.
"Hmm, it seems your bottle cracked. I'm sorry about that. It might be due to that hole in your backpack." he pointed to a small but alarming tear in one of its pockets. "And my name is Toshinori Yagi if that's what you were going to ask me. What's your name, son?"
"Izuku Midoriya, sir!" he said.
"Well Izuku, it looks like the battle is over." he pointed to a woman over sixty feet tall, posing for the cameras.
Oh, she was hot.
"I should take my leave, it was nice talking to you, young man."
"You as well!"
As he was walking away, Toshinori patted himself on the back 'After talking to that kid, I guess I need my own pockets fixed.' He thought of his uniforms for his 'job'. 'I wouldn't want something like that happening to me.' He then went to a tailor to do just that, not knowing what changes would ensue due to his actions.
"So you're going to U.A, eh, Deku?"
'Oh no, not again,' Izuku internally signed. A few hours ago, when their teacher announced that he was going to U.A, Kacchan freaked out and started antagonizing him. AGAIN. Now it was after school had ended. Couldn't he just take a break? It must've been tiring bullying someone 24/7 365 for ten years straight. Take a break, Kacchan.
"I told you, Kacchan," Izuku muttered, drawing some pictures of heroes, " I just enrolled in U.A for General Studies or something like that, not Heroics."
Bakugo still didn't take it. "Sure about that. Even if U.A. allows your Quirkless ass in, I better not see you around there. Do you hear me, you damn nerd?"
He looked up from his notebook for one second and promptly went back to sketching. "Yes, Kacchan."
"Okay, good. Because no one like you should get into such a great school when someone like me-"
Blah blah blah blah blah…
"-when I have the best grades and the best Quirk this side of Japan-"
Blah blah blah blah blah…
"and I can pick up any chicks I want-"
Blah blah blah blah blah…
"-so take a swan dive off the room and pray for a Quirk in your next life!"
'Woah, that escalated quickly.'
Izuku stood up from his desk and began to walk away.
"You know what, Kacchan, I've had enough. We've been doing this for ten years and- wait, All Might? How did you get in here?"
Bakugo looked around the room frantically. "All Might, where?"
"Bye, bitch!"
"DEKU, YOU BETTER GET BACK HERE!"
Izuku never ran faster in his life.
'Hmm, I wonder what Mount Lady's breast size is when she is in her full form…'
Walking home, Izuku was thinking and writing in his notebook, as he went under an overpass.
'What do carrots taste like to Mirko? Do they taste normal, or different? Are they like an aphro-' "Ah!"
A wave of thick green sludge tackled him in surprise. "Finally, a skin suit I can use! Don't mind if I do!"
As Izuku began to choke on the substance, his mind began to race. 'I'm going to die a virgin while choking something non-sexual! Come on!'
Luckily, that did not seem to be the end, as the manhole cover the sentient pile of sludge came out of erupted, revealing a certain figure.
"I AM HERE!"
"No, It's All Might! Curses!"
"TEXAS SMASH!"
In one move, the Symbol of Peace blew the villain away, collected him in a bottle, and went to the innocent bystander.
"Hey kid, you alright?"
"Hmm? OH MY GOSH, it's All MIght! Can you sign my notebook?" 'Oh wait, that has my drawings in it, don't do that, DON'T DO THAT!'
"I already did!"
'Shit!'
As All Might prepared to lift off into the sky, Izuku made a choice.
"Wait, imquirklessandiwanttobeaheroanddontknowwhattodo!"
"Eh?"
"I'm Quirkless. I've always wanted to be a hero, but no one said I could. Can I be a hero without a Quirk?"
For a long minute, All Might stood in silence.
"Young man, I think you can be a hero, but not in the way you think. While I flipped through that notebook of yours, I saw some very intricate sketches-"
'Oh no, he saw my hentai!'
"-of machines and Support Items."
"So I say to you: be a hero for heroes. Go to U.A and hone your craft, using your knowledge and abilities to the fullest. And keep that hentai hidden!" With that, the Symbol of Peace and Izuku's idol jumped off into the distance.
"Dammit, he saw the hentai! Well, at least he supported my dreams, kind of." Izuku then started walking back home, relieved and refocused.
Searching a beach for Support Item parts was hard. Like, really hard. Izuku rummaged through the trash mounds of Takoba Beach, desperate for parts. He knew that if he wanted to be in the Support Course, he had to at least know how to construct gadgets to get into it.
Unfortunately, it seemed that the beach had a vengeance against him: all he found were nuts and bolts. The seagulls around the place were more annoying than anything he'd seen, and for some odd reason, the piles of trash were shrinking. It seemed during the times Izuku wasn't at the beach-turned-landfill, someone or something was doing a contribution to society by removing all of the trash. While Izuku usually would have agreed with that statement, he didn't do it right.
The nearest junkyard was a good two hours away, and no one would let a teenager (let alone a Quirkless one) have access to their machines.
Deciding to take a break, Izuku sat down in a perfectly circular sand crater (there were a lot of those there for some reason) and took out his lunch from his backpack.
"At least you don't give me a hard time, Butter and Katsudon sandwich!"
Before could bring the culinary disaster that he called a sandwich to his mouth, something caught his eye.
Or rather, caught his ears.
"Squawk!"
"Oh, God," he grumbled, "not you again." Standing (or rather perched) next to him was the current bane of his existence: a seagull (specifically Larus crassirostris). It strutted forward, looking right at his delicious masterpiece. "Hey, shoo! Get! Go pester somebody else! I have a friend who would love to have an exploded seagull for dinner!"
The seagull didn't budge, instead, it kept on getting closer. "Okay, fine!" The hungry boy threw a tiny piece of bread a good distance away, far enough for him to eat his sandwich in peace... "And don't come back!"
It came back. And this time, with friends.
Dozens of the feathered rats swamped Izuku, begging for a piece of bread. He ran, taking the sandwich with him. Though he thought he would be safe, he was wrong. The mob of seagulls followed him, cornering him at a dead-end made of trash. Izuku cowered in fear. He never thought that one small bit of bread would cause this reaction. How could he get out of this one? As the horde moved closer, he looked over his surroundings, seeing if he found something. 'There's nothing here I can use as a weapon. If only-wait, there!'
Next to Izuku's left foot was a long green tendril barbed with thorns. 'Is that seaweed? No wait, that's a vine! What's that doing here? Oh well, better than nothing.'
Summoning his inner Indiana Jones, Izuku cracked the vine like a whip. "Back! Back, you foul beasts! Yeah, who's the scared one now? The birds scattered, with some flying away, although not all of them. At that moment, it looked like Izuku was victorious.
He was wrong. The Seagulls came back with a vengeance, giving him plenty of bruises and scrapes.
That day, Izuku never got to eat his poor sandwich.
.
"Hey, man, did you hear about what happened last week?"
"Yeah, of course, I did man! A bunch of Hero Students got attacked by some villains, right?"
"Yeah, but did you hear about the big fight that happened?"
"What do you mean, man?"
"Well, what I heard was that basically one of the hero students faced off with this monster. I think the villains called it a nomu or something, but either way that student tore it to pieces! Like, they totally decimated it! I heard it was crazy! I wonder who it was though…"
Overhearing the conversation in front of him, Izuku kept on sketching in his notebook. While getting accepted into the Support Course was great, sometimes the students-namely Togawa and Hureno- could be annoying, as they talked constantly. It was nice that he could hear some gossip, though. When they decided to leave for lunch, Izuku joined them.
Apparently from the two friends, a large group of villains calling themselves the 'League of Villains' (real original name, there) attacked Class 1-A, a first year Hero Class. Luckily, none of the students nor faculty had any serious injuries, with only the Villains truly suffering. As he walked down the hallway to the lunchroom, he could hear a group of voices chatter in the distance.
"I mean, why not? The 'Zakisquad' or the 'Barasquad' sounds cool. She is the quasi-leader of our friend group, after all."
"No, Kaminari, those names are very tacky, and our group is good as it is."
Looking to his left, he saw a small group of students travel together. The people he saw included a boy with with a bright shock of yellow hair who made the first comment-Kaminari-, a tall, black-haired girl ( woman was more like it with the rack she had), a giant of a person with six arms, a boy with a mountain for a head, a short purple haired girl, and what seems to be the group's leader, with green hair(?) running down her back.
"We should let Ibara decide what she wants our group to call or not call." the black-haired girl, who called out Kaminari, said. "After all, she's the leader of the 'Barasquad,' as you called it, Kaminari."
"Yeah dude, what a cringy name." the purple haired girl stated.
"Come on, Jiro! Don't you think it sounds cool?"
"Nope. Moving on."
After that, he couldn't hear any more of the conversation, as they made it to the cafeteria. Izuku thought it was nice: a group of friends that supported (and teased) each other. If only he had that. Oh well, He had better things to do. Like jacking off, or fantasizing about Midnight.
He laid on the bed, motionless. The room was drab and colorless, reflecting the mood of the residents inhabiting it. Tragedy struck so fast: a few days ago, Kotoro Sushima, a little boy who just turned four, suddenly fell to the floor of his home, motionless. Of course, his family rushed him to the hospital, frightened and worried.
Presently, it was a doctor, the parents, and their slightly younger child. After they put him on an air machine, a diagnosis was made: it seems that the sudden blackout was natural, in some way. That day that he passed out, Kotoro first activated his Quirk, that being Coma.
That was it. No super-speed like Ingenium, or flashy abilities like Endeavor or Best Jeanist. Not even a mundane Quirk, like changing your hair color, but a coma! That was his Quirk: to induce a state of living death until his heart (or the Quirk) gave out, which could be decades. That led to the family making a decision.
"Are you sure about this?" the doctor asked the Sushima family.
"Yes, we're sure about this." The mother, Naomi, replied, wiping a tear from her face. "Put him on Euthanasia."
"Alright, it's time for a five-hour long Hero documentary marathon!" Izuku said while he plopped on the couch.
"Do I rill hafto say bye to big brotha?" Kotoro's younger sister asked her mother.
"I'm so sorry, Itsumi, but it's the best thing for him," she said.
Izuku whipped out his 'Support Item', ready for the segments on the scantily clad American heroines.
"Okay, starting Euthanasia in five, four, three, two…"
"PUT YOUR MOUTH ON MY DICK, RYUKYU!" Izuku moaned.
"..one." The Doctor began to press down on the syringe.
"JELLY DONUTS!"
Right as he was doing it, the boy jumped out of the bed, wide awake. This shocking the family was a cruel understatement.
"K-kotoro, you're alive!" Naomi tackled her son in a fierce but loving hug. Soon, the whole family came in on it, all weeping together. In a miraculous event, their son, who the doctors told them that he would never wake, sprung right out of bed, no harm evident on his body. While he was technically Quirkless, it was better than having the Quirk he possessed beforehand. It was truly a gift from the heavens.
"Damn, that was good." Izuku laid on his back, taking in all of the sensations after 'banging the meat.'
"Izuku, I'm home!"
He looked at his lower body, the residue of his 'session' still noticeable. 'Oh shit, I've gotta clean up!' He quickly ran to the bathroom, not wanting his mother in such a state.
"All right, listeners! Welcome back to the final round of the 1st year Sports Festival! Entering the arena: the boy no one saw coming who placed first in the Obstacle course! From Class 1-H, Izuku Midorya!"
Izuku tried to focus just on the on Present Mic, not on the thousands watching him in the arena, and not on millions watching him through the cameras.
It's okay, he reassured himself. At least I have my shield. He looked at said shield. Inspired by All Might's suit, the shield had a red, white and blue color scheme. Furthermore, Izuku's imagination was sparked when he was reading his old American Comic book collection, namely his Captain America stories. As he walked into the arena, he rubbed his fingernail on the polished, shiny weapon. 'While it's not Proto-Adamantium, it'll get the job done.'
He snapped back to reality just as Mic was announcing his opponent. "Meanwhile, from Class 1-B, he's tough! He's a giant. He's a juggernaut! It's Reiki Fujimoto!"
In walked just as Present Mic said, a giant of the man. He was at least six foot four, full of muscle. Wide, hulking shoulders carried his body with tiring confidence. However, the most noticeable part about him was his teeth. Instead of the normal white-ish color , Fujiomoto's were completely clear and translucent like glass, making a literal blinding smile. That wasn't all; his fingernails also looked like it was made out of the same stuff. If Izuku was a betting man, he would say that his toenails were structured the same. "Yo, man, are you ready to go! I'm all pumped up!: He extended his arm in a fake fist-bump motion. Of course, Izuku couldn't bump him back; he was a few meters away, but he just smiled and nodded, reciprocating the gesture.
"Yeah, let's go!"
Although he appeared calm and confident, Izuku was panicking on the inside. His fists are the size of small hammers. One flick of his fingers could break my teeth!
"Contestants, are you ready?" asked Midnight, readying her whip. "If you don't remember them, here are the rules again: in order to win and advance, one must knock out or immobilize the other opponent. Any other questions?"
Both stayed silent, nodding their heads.
"Alright! Without further ado…" As she was speaking, Midnight snapped her whip.
Let the first match… BEGIN!"
The roar of the crowd was deafening as Fujimoto made the first move. Crossing the arena in a blur, he reared back his fist for a strong haymaker. Luckily, Izuku was ready. He raised his shield, bracing for his attack. Instead of a punch, however, Fujimoto opened his fist, using his sharp fingernails to claw at the shield. Scratches appeared on the disc. 'Dammit! I need to go on the offensive!'
Steeping back, he threw a punch with all his might.
He should've not done that.
Pain and adrenaline were all he felt. His hand (specifically his right) hurt like having a boxing match with a brick wall. Unfortunately, that was basically what he was doing. Izuku looked up to see Fujimoto standing there, grinning. "Sorry bro, but you've got to do better than that to hurt me!" He stepped forward, his fingernails extending a few centimeters resembling translucent daggers.
Present Mic chimed in to commentate on the fight."Good luck with Midoriya trying to win! Fujimoto's quirk, Diamond Hide, makes him hard to knock out! Let's see how this will turn out, listeners!"
He rushed forward again, swiping like a bear. Luckily, Izuku rolled out of the way, running to the other side of the arena. 'Think, Izuku, think! You can't attack him, you can't run away from him, and this shield won't do that much! Unless…'
He looked at his shield again. 'Oh well. Here…goes…'
"NOTHING!"
The disc whisked through the air, making a whistling sound as it was heading toward Fujimoto. It came closer to him, meter by meter. Four meters, three meters. Two meters. One meter. Until …
it went right over his head.
"He missed!" Present Mic proclaimed. "Too bad for Midoriya, better luck next-"
Unknown to the diamond-hardened boy, and surprisingly to the crowd, the shield didn't stop. It bounced off a wall, ricocheting off it. It went off one wall to another, like a pinball in a machine. The crowd's eyes darted around wildly in an act to watch the rebounding projectile. It bounced one, two, three, four times around the arena, until it met its destination.
Right in the back of Reiki Fujimoto's neck, knocking him out cold.
The arena went silent. Everything was quiet in the absence of sound.
One by one, though, a chant could be heard.
"Shei-ld Guy! Shei-ld Guy! Shei-ld Guy!"
Soon the whole stadium (and presumably the rest of the world watching) was alive with uproar. Izuku looked around him. Thousands, if not tens of thousands, were shouting it.
He smiled. 'Is this what it feels like to be a hero? 'Wait, is the guy I hit with my shield okay? That should've sliced his head off clean!' Fortunately, his worries were assuaged: Fujimoto was safely taken off the field by the Medic Bots.
'Okay, what do I do now?' he thought.
"Get off the stage!"
Oh, he should probably do that.
Thirty minutes had passed since Izuku's match, and he was nervous. Because he was the first match on, the green-haired boy had to wait a long amount of time for the second round to commence. He didn't know what to do: should he watch the other matches on TV broadcast in each waiting room, or should he take a nap to shake his nerves? Plus he was bored: sometimes reading many hour's worth of Hero news got old.
Izuku looked at his crotch. 'Hmm… I haven't done it in a few days… maybe I won't feel so stressed.' He locked his door to the waiting room, pulled down his pants, and sat on his bed.
Meanwhile, at the same time during a maiming of a certain hero, blood was being spilled by a different psychopathic murderer.
Heavy, ragged footsteps turned a corner right into a dead alleyway. The figure quickly turned around, eyes widening with fear. Was this how she was going to die, stabbed (or worse) by a stalker?
A knife plunged into her left thigh. She fell on the cold hard concrete, blood dripping down her leg.
"Aww, you look so cute now covered in your blood, Akina!"
Akina's stalker- a younger girl with blond hair and catlike eyes, stepped into the light. In one of her hands held a small knife-in the other a picture of her in one of her college classes with the words 'so cute!' scrawled on it with a red Sharpie.
'How did she get a picture of me?' she thought.
"Don't worry, Akina, I just want a little sip of your blood, okay?"
She shook her head in fear, body on the ground.
"No, please! I have a family and a boyfriend! Please just let me go!"
That seemed to be the wrong to say, as a grin formed on the stalker's face. "Ooh, you have a boyfriend? I wonder if he's as cute as you?"
She crouched down, tongue a millimeter from her bloody leg.
Right now, Izuku was having the time of his life. "Ah!"
The Stalker's tongue made contact with Akina's leg. The cold sensation of something invasive, something taboo, made its way through her leg. At that moment though, something weird happened. The Stalker stood upright, her eyes widening in surprise. "Wait, what happened? I licked your blood, but It doesn't taste like Cherry Syrup anymore! Why doesn't it taste like Cherry Syrup?!"
She then picked Akina up, petting her soft pink hair.
"Oh my gosh, I hurt you! I'm so sorry! Let me get to the hospital! I don't know why I did that, silly me!"
As Akina was carried to the hospital, by her crazy-(ex?)Stalker, kicking and screaming, she only had one thought on her mind: 'What the fu-'
"-Uck, that was good." Izuku said as he cleaned himself and got off the bed. "Now, I should probably-"
'Knock knock knock.'
" ?" A voice yelled from the other side of the door. "Are you all ready for the next match? We're all set for you!"
He put his Sports Festival shirt on, and looked around to find his shield "Yep, I'm coming!" he said in more than one ways than one.
Serial killer turns herself in: claims that the blood she drinks "doesn't taste like cherry syrup."
By Taneo Tokuda, Tokyo Press
Published May 7th, ten hours ago
(Tokyo Press)- Law enforcement across Japan was shocked when Himiko Toga (a serial killer who drained the victim's blood) turned herself into the Tokyo Police Force. Toga, age 17, began her silent rampage after assaulting a student during her 2nd-year graduation, drinking his blood. She then traveled through the country, murdering individuals she deemed 'cute' and used her Quirk to disguise as them to elude the authorities. Yesterday, however, things took a turn for the bizarre when the villain turned after admitting her would-be-victim (Nineteen-year old Akina Gasai, a student at the University of Tokyo-to the hospital. When one of the nurses asked Gasai what happened, she said this:
"It was crazy. One moment, I was being stalked and stabbed- the next moment the same person carried me to the hospital, yelling that it (blood) 'didn't taste like Cherry Syrup'."
Toga then turned herself into the 3rd Precinct of the Tokyo Police Force, revealing that she was a wanted criminal. After taking her in and interrogating her, the force realized that everything she said was true. She also claimed that she now knew that "killing was bad." and that she didn't want to drink blood (an urge inflicted upon her by her Quirk-Transform) because "it tasted icky" (sic). To validate these statements, a criminal psychologist evaluated her. To the department's shock, she was announced as 'Clinically Sane'. Toga is currently in the department's jail, awaiting a trial.
2236, Tokyo
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"And now, entering the field again is the dark horse of the festival! Give it up for Izuku Midoriya!"
Izuku made it to the edge of the stone field, shield intact and pumped up by Mic's introduction.
"And now entering the arena: the one who's been the front-runner and a fan-favorite: the pious powerhouse herself, Ibara Shiozaki from Class 1-A!"
Out walked the most beautiful girl Izuku ever saw.
Long shapely legs carried a body with toned muscles and ample curves, accentuating her uniform rather nicely. At the same time, her body exuded grace and strength: a combination of sexy and strong: a match made in Heaven. However, what was most stunning was her head. Large opulent eyes were the centerpiece of her porcelain face, along with sharp eyebrows. Draping her head were long, strong-looking vines, reaching way down her back. She also had a nice pair of- 'No, Izuku, don't look there right now! Focus!'
While she wasn't the hottest girl Izuku ever saw (that would've been that black-haired ponytailed girl from 1-A), she was definitely a contender.
'Wait, she was that girl in the hallway talking with her friends, right?'
"Hello, how are you doing?"
'Aw come on, even her voice is angelic!'
"Um I-" 'Don't stutter now!' "H-hi, I'm doing well!"
'Come on Izuku, be smooth. Smooth, man..'
Shiozaki started talking again."Congratulations on beating Fujimoto in your fight, Midoriya. I hope that our battle will be fair with no harm done to ourselves."
She clasped her hands, light (somehow) radiating behind her like a halo.
'Wow, her boobs are huge!'
"Midoriya? Are you ready to fight?"
"Hmm? Oh, uh yeah!"
'Dammit, I can't lose focus like that! Izuku thought. Shiozaki took out that Iida guy quickly last round: I've got to think of a strategy! Aw, why didn't I come up with any ideas? Think Izuku, think!' A quick glance at his opponent's 'hair' gave him an idea. 'Hmm…that could work.'
Midnight called from the sidelines. "Are you ready, you two?"
Both students nodded.
"Good. Then let the match…"
It's now or never…' He looked straight at Shiozaki.
"Hey, do you do BDSM?"
"BEGIN!"
"What?" Shiozaki stood in place like a statue, flabbergasted by Midoriya's question.
"Like, do you get freaky with your vines?"
She looked at him funnily. "Pardon me?"
"SHIELD THROW!"
The circular projectile whizzed through the air, heading right for the vine-haired girl's head.
"Yes!" Izuku shouted. "I did it-oh no."
Shiozaki's whole body crackled with greenish-yellow energy, catching the shield in an effortless grab while an expression of displacement grew on her face.
"You deceived me. I would never do something so deceptive!"
'Uh-oh.'
"I will not be fooled again." Shiozaki tossed the shield to the side of the arena, way outside of Izuku's reach.
"It is time for you to feel the wrath of God."
"Wait, it was just a jo-"
"CRUCIFIXION!"
In less than two seconds, Izuku was smothered by a thousand green serpents, wrapping around his body and appendages. Every part of his body was covered by the green stuff: like a green cocoon. One thorned tendril coiled around his forearm, drawing blood.
"Ah!"
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Shiozaki looked to Midnight. "I have him incapacitated, please, stop the match!"
She looked at him. "Are you unable to continue, Midoriya?"
"Tighter, please!" Izuku laughed through the pain. "Ow, yeah, I'm done, I'm done!"
"Alright! Izuku Midoriya has been immobilized, Shiozaki is the winner!"
As Ibara undid her thorny prison, Izuku looked at his arm. A jagged bloody gash reached from the end of his elbow to the inside of his wrist. Honestly compared to Shiozaki's level of concern, it wasn't that-
"Ow!"
Never mind. It hurt. A lot.
"Let me help you, Midoriya," Now at his side, Shiozaki used her vines, wrapping them around his arm. "Don't worry, these are dehorned. They are secreting a sterilizing antiseptic with properties similar to Aloe Vera."
'It's like a Vagina…Vagina Vines?'
"Midoriya? We have to get off the field now. I'll help you get to the infirmary."
'Aw, I blanked out again!'
He needed to focus more. "Yeah, okay."
As they walked to the tunnel, Shiozaki started talking to him. "I was not expecting you to use that shield trick on me. Even though it was gross of you to imply that I do things like that, you did catch me off guard."
"How do you know what BDSM is?" he joked.
"W-what?" she sputtered. "Well, some of my classmates back in high school made jokes about my vines." They finally made it inside the tunnels. " And I don't appreciate you insinuating that I would do such a thing."
Opening one of the doors, they made it to the med station. "Sorry, but I had to do my best. Plus Ultra, you know?"
Izuku hopped in one of the chairs, now just waiting to be treated.
"I see. Anyways, you seemed determined to win when you were fighting Fujimoto. Is there anything students from the Support Course get in the festival other than recognition?
Uh oh, big question. "Well, you see," Izuku crossed his legs. "I'm Quirkless. For a long time, I always wanted to be a Hero, but no one supported me. My mom, my teachers, and even my 'friends' told me I could be a Hero. But recently, someone told me that being a Hero doesn't just mean being out in the streets, fighting villains; It can also mean standing in the shadows, helping the Heroes by equipping them with tools like this." He raised his shield.
"Oh," Ibara whispered. "You're the boy All Might told me about."
"What?"
"Oh, nothing. Your story just sounded very familiar to one I heard from someone. It must have been difficult to hold on to a dream for so long, and then stop chasing it." Shiozaki said.
"Well… kind of? I mean, I still wish I could be a Pro Hero, but it's not like I completely abandoned it. Like this!" He stood up from the chair and took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pants pocket. "I do Quirk and Hero analysis…" '
I'm glad this page doesn't have any pictures I drew of Mount Lady on it. That wouldn't have been good.'
She looked at the page. It was a recent one detailing Kamui Wood and the speculative idea she could do with his Quirk.
"Regenerative wood growth… constructs other than tendrils… Can he make different types of wood?" Shiozaki looked back at him. "This is very impressive, Midoriya. My Quirk has recently… grown in power, and-."
"Yeah, about that: the lightning surrounding doesn't seem like your vines. What's that all about?" he asked.
"Um.." She seemed nervous about that, for some reason.
Shiozaki bit her lip. "Well, in simplified terms my Quirk, Solar Garden allows me to take in sunlight, and stockpile it enough to release it as physical power. At first, I thought my Quirk was only the vines on my head, but then I learned that it was only a byproduct of my Quirk." (Internally, Ibara despised the words she was saying. She hated lying, but it was necessary to keep the gift of One for All hidden If only she could tell him and the others…) "Anyways," she started again. "If you could do an analysis on my Quirk, that would be amazing! Here, let's trade phone numbers."
"Sure, I'd love to!"
They exchange numbers, with Izuku being ecstatically giddy on the inside. 'Sweet, I don't just get my first phone number with a girl, but a nice hot girl! My Waifu dreams are coming true!'
Right after that, Recovery Girl came in to administer her Quirk and some nonsense into Izuku. "Goodbye Midoriya," Shiozaki said as she went to leave. "I hope the next time we meet, it will be under better circumstances."
"Yeah, me too!"
This was not under better circumstances.
Izuku navigated the streets of Hosu City carefully, as fires raged on in the distance. Five minutes ago, when working with his Support Item internship, he received a cryptic text from Ibara (he was on a first-name basis now!), giving him an address in a back alleyway deep in the city.
'I don't think it's going to be a makeout session, unfortunately,' he thought as he jumped over a pile of rubble, running as fast as he could.
He rushed past the alleys, focusing on any unusual sounds he could hear. Fifty meters from him, a flash of yellowish-green light flared in the distance. "There she is!" He turned the corner. "This was an odd space for a makeout session Ib- oh shit."
Standing there, in all of his infamous and horrifying glory, was Stain the Hero Killer. Standing right beneath him was what looked to be Tenya Iida, his armor broken and damaged.
Right between them and protecting the Hero student was Ibara, her body glowing with her ethereal light. Oh, and Native was there too!
"Izuku, you came!" Shiozaki said as she sent out a flurry of vines to intercept Stain. Her hero costume- a white robe mixed with chain-mail armor- looked worn and ragged. It looked like she had been fighting for a while. "Protect Iida and Native, I'll hold off Stain! More help is coming!"
"Another U.A student? This is getting tiring. I've had enough!" A black and red blur moved imperceptibly fast, dodging the vines and landing right to the side of Shiozaki.
"Ibara, look o-"
"Too late." Stain simply raised his katana to his mouth, and licked it.
Shiozaki slumped to the ground, seemingly paralyzed by his action.
Izuku had to do something. "Shield throw!" He whirled the disc so hard that a 'woosh!' sound followed its path. Unfortunately, the Hero Killer simply stepped to the side letting the projectile bounce harmlessly through the alley.
"Foolish boy. You should've stayed at home instead of being another casualty."
Snik!
"Ah!"
Now on the blood-soaked ground, Izuku saw what could only be called lunacy erupt on the murderer's face.
"I'll spare the girl-"
'Wait, what's that?'
"-as she proved her worthiness, and maybe you too,"
As Stain was making his speech, only Izuku noticed it.
"but the rest will fall!"
A red, white, and blue object was rebounding right back towards the Villains's direction, off wall to wall…
"This Hero-saturated society is rotten to its core!"
30 meters.
"It is too late for reform!"
20 meters.
"It must be purged and ripped out entirely! "
10 meters
"Soon, the only wretchedness around will be me!
5 meters.
"Until then, I, Stain, will-"
Bonk!
Despite the sounds of violence and terror around them, the group of heroes could almost hear a pin drop. Laying on the ground was the defeated form of Stain the Hero Killer, one of the most wanted Vigilantes (and persons) in Japan.
Native spook up. "Did that just happen?"
"I'm here! You should've made the location more specific Shio- what the hell!?"
Apparently, that was the backup.
The last thing Izuku saw before he blacked out was Shoto Todoroki's astonished face at seeing two classmates, a support course student, a hero, and a S-Rank villain all on the ground in an alley.
Beep, Beep, beep,beep.
"Ugh, what happened?" Groaning, Izuku's eyes fluttered open, only to see Ibara (with a cast around her arm, mind you) staring directly right at him.
"Finally, you're awake!" Shiozaki sat back on a hospital chair. "I was praying for hours! You blacked out due to all of the blood you lost. At first, we thought it was because of the adrenaline, but we learned that the Hero Killer's swords were sharper than we thought." She pointed to her hair (now in a short bob hairstyle). "We carried you to the hospital not before Stain woke up. While that was an…unpleasant event, he quickly lost consciousness." She decided to omit the fact that a giant flying Nomu almost swopped up and away with him if not for the Hero Killer. "I'm so glad you're safe, Izuku."
"Aw, man! If I stayed awake for a few more minutes, I could've-" cough "-got Stain's autograph for-" cough "-my notebook! That would have been awesome!" Izuku's voice came out raspy and dry, surprising himself.
Ibara raised an eyebrow. "Is that sarcasm, or are you being serious? I gave you Kamui Wood's signature, and I asked Endeavor if he wouldn't mind. Don't joke around like that!"
Izuku shrugged. "I mean, I wouldn't mind having Stain's signature in my book. I guess I just wish I could have done more. You messaged me, and yeah, I knocked out Stain, but if what you said was true, he got back up in not even five minutes! It seems like all I can do right is build cool gadgets and jerk off." He slammed his arm on one of the sides of his bed. "Ow!"
"Izuku, you are loved and accep-did you say 'jerk off'?" Shiozaki tilted her head like a cute dog not understanding something.
"Yeah, jerking off. You know, masturbating?" He hoped his outburst wouldn't lead to what he thought this would devolve to.
"Masturbation? That's sinful!"
Oh boy. Here we go.
"It twists the gift of sex that the Lord gave us! Sex is between a man and a woman making sweet passionate love, not just one person!"
'Oookay, I'll ignore that only man and woman comment. '
"Shiozaki, I know that you are passionate about your faith, but masturbation is healthy and necessary." Izuku calmly stated.
"Necessary!" Ibara squawked, "the only things that are necessary are food, water, shelter, and Jesus! How is it necessary? Masurbation never helped anybody!"
*8920 kilometers away in a small house in Germany, Anna Nishkoma sneezed.
Her mother, making lunch in the kitchen, glanced her head towards her. "Are you okay, honey? I hope it's not that cold you had last month."
"I don't think so, Mom. For some odd reason, I think someone's indirectly talking about me."
"Uh, okay, sweetie." Her mother then went back to making the meal, shaking her head.
"Kids these days…"
'I knew that this wouldn't end up good.' Izuku thought.
"Okay, can we agree to disagree? I don't want to argue with you. Besides, you can't tell me you haven't jerk-"
Ibara's face was then the spitting image of a blushing passive-aggressive cherry tomato with the straightest poker face in the world staring right through him.
"Okay, never mind."
Shiozaki still did not say anything, her face still impassive. "Shiozaki, hello? Earth to Shiozaki?" He waved his hand in front of her face. She didn't even blink, her face.
"What, cat got your-"
"Mhhmm!" The next thing Izuku knew, his lips were locked with Ibara's raspberry-flavored lip balm.
She hopped on his bed and wrapped her arms around him, straddling the boy with her wide, sensual hips.
Izuku retreated from the sudden face attack. "Ibara, what's gotten into you? I was just joking about the-"
Her face closed right in again, nearly head-butting him. Ibara's eyes- so full of innocence and beauty- were now unblinking and stonelike, peering right into his adolescent, horny soul.
Serpents made of chlorophyll began to snake around his body, especially where Little Deku was. Izuku snapped his fingers in front of his friend's face. "You know, even though I have a crush on you, I'm not cool with you getting freaky with me without my consent, Little Miss 'I won't have sex 'till marriage' Come on Ibara-babe, you're better than-"
Rip!
In an instant, his T-shirt (labeled on the front as "T-Shirt" was torn off him as were his pants: just like Izuku, Shiozaki's clothes came off too, with the latter wearing a pair of forest-green lingerie that left not too much to the imagination. Hmm, he didn't think she would wear stuff like that. Eh, to each their own. "Hey, actually stop this! Is this some sort of sick joke? As much as I think you're hot-cool tits by the way- this is across the line for me! Stop, please!"
Yet she didn't. It was like she was in a trance, acting in a way she did not know how to do.
"Ibara-"
["I am not Ibara."]
"What?"
Something was wrong. Shiozaki was speaking, yet it wasn't her. Her voice sounded, emotionless, robotic even.
["This is the only way to fully utilize our ability."]
Inching away from her, Izuku spoke up. "What do you mean 'our' ability?"
["Female is optional for usage of Ability.".]
"...What?"
["While you have your Ability before, it has not been harnessed to its limits. Intercourse via Vaginal penetration will be fit."]
Ibara's soft, yet firm hands started to wrap around the waistband of his underwear, her body lay full on his own. Ibara's little demons then slowly started to pull down her underwear, revealing her-
"Ibara, or whatever you are, stop it!" Izuku, the boy who masturbated dozens of times and had three printed copies of "Hot Heroines Holiday Calendar", snapped. He had enough: if this was the only way to stop her, then so be it.
Slap!
"Yes, it did it a few times, but- AH!"
Shrieks of embarrassment and shock could be heard throughout the hospital floor as the future Number One Hero jumped back from almost not becoming a virgin before marriage.
"Ibara, it's okay!- well I think it is? Sorry that I had to slap you but-"
"Y-you slapped me? Why?"
"Well, you see-"
"What's wrong, oh…uh, be safe, use this!" A distraught nurse, who came in to see what all the ruckus was, threw a large handful of condoms at the two teenagers, then promptly left the room.
"What. The. HECK. Did you do to me?" Uh oh. Ibara looked beyond ticked off. And she almost swore!
"Ibara-babe, I-I can explain! Well I really can't but basically what I t-think happened was -"
"Izuku, I know what happened."
"What?"
"Yes, I know what happened. I am attracted to you, and after the altercation with the Hero Killer, my hormones and adrenaline were acting up. I, who was overcome with the Sin of Lust, fell into temptation. As much as I admire you, I do NOT want to have sex with you."
'Ouch.' "You didn't have to break it to me that wa.!"
"You didn't let me finish. I do not want to have sex with you until marriage. I love you Izuku: you are smart, clever, and kind, even if you let your hormones take the wheel sometimes."
"Hey!"
"And I would love to 'become one' with you but not before we both know that we love each with our whole hearts and body."
Now that he finally had a moment to relax, Izuku noticed that those glowing green eyes were gone on Ibara-thank God, those were freaking him out. With her light blue hospital gown emulating a sash and the fluorescent lights illuminating her head like a halo, she looked like an angel.
"Hello? Are you there?"
'Aw shit, I blanked out again!'
"Sure, Ibara: 'till death do us part."
Meanwhile, in a certain bar in Kamino…
Glasses and bottles of expensive alcohol were thrown to the ground as one Shigaraki Tomura celebrated. "You know, even if that idiot Stain is getting all of the press, one good thing came out of this. My constitution stats are up, Sensei! For some reason, I don't have to itch!" The young villain brought his hands to his face, now soft and smooth without any cracks. He was not crusty anymore! Maybe it was an XP boost: he knew that doing certain accomplishments (like inciting a riot in a city) could bring level-ups, but not like this!
"This is wonderful news, Tomura Shigaraki," his butler/babysitter, Kurogiri stated, "but please do not break any more glasses: those were quite expensive."
Meanwhile, behind a television screen, All for One was cackling. Even though he knew there were strange occurrences of random people around the world being cured of illnesses, the criminal mastermind never thought that his own heir (read: pawn) would be one of them. Still, it was great news. Maybe he could talk to the Doctor and see if they could capitalize on this…
"Kurogiri," he said through the speakers, "end the lifetime CeraVe subscription. We're going to have a lot more money for the Nomu project now."
"Yes sir."
"Give it up, Tenko! You can still be saved!"
"Shut up and don't call me that! You're not my dad!"
Though the smoke she produced was obscuring his vision, Tomura Shigaraki (formerly known as Tenko Shimura told him) also known as The Demon King of Japan (remind Spinner to Trademark it, dammit!) could see the Final Boss: Ibara Shiozaki, also known as Vine, the would-be Symbol of Hope. Vine, hah! What a stupid name! Who names themselves after a dead meme ? Losers, that's who!
The fog passed over, revealing her floating in the air, like some sort of angel.
"Please, relent Tenko! All for One was only trying to use you as a pawn to steal One for All! You can still be redeemed: please, take my hand and I will give you rest."
What was she supposed to be, a preacher?
Tomura hovered close to her. "Sure, why not? " He hugged himself in fake desperation.
Vine extended a hand. "Take my hand and you will find rest. This War seems like it has been going on for ages."
"I think it's actually been more than a year since we started this Arc. Well, in the Manga, anyway."
"What?"
This was it! "FAKE!" He quickly let off a combination of Air Cannon, Kinetic Booster, Distortion along with Fart Smell to add insult to injury.
BOOM!
Vine went plummeting down from the sky, crashing into one of the buildings located on U.A. campus.
Tomura grinned. It was time to finish this once and for all.
Izuku moaned. "Ugh, that was good." Even though his girlfriend/best friend/love interest was fighting for all of society in the ultimate battle of good and evil, it didn't mean that he couldn't enjoy himself. Everything in the room he was in was quiet; the lights, dimming and then brightening again, were also very soothing. He looked at his lower half. "Well, I guess I should clean-"
CRASH!
Rocketing through a wall was a figure, coated in plaster and bruises. Regaining its balance, the figure turned out to be none other than Shiozaki. "Oh Ibara, you're here! Did you defeat- oh shit…"
At that moment, Izuku realized that he did not 'clean' himself up, only dressed in a T-shirt and All Might boxer shorts.
"Izuku, did you just-never mind, there's no time for that! You need to leave now! Tomura is-"
"Right here, bitch!" A beam of energyIbara right in the chest, sending her backwards into some machines. The culprit revealed himself in all his evil, basically naked, glory.
"Tonight, the war between One for All and All for one ends- wait, did you just jack off?" He looked right at Izuku.
He titled his head in faux innocence. "Who, me?" he said, in a sing-song voice.
"Yes, you! Who else is half-naked and covered in cum stains? Disgusting, you didn't even clean yourself!"
"Well, you see, I was about to untill my girlfriend crashed through a wall and then-"
"Enough!" In one fell swoop,, Shigaraki grabbed him by the throat and raised him above the ground in a vicious choke hold. "You know what? If I can't kill your Bible-thumping bitch of a girlfriend, then I'll steal your Quirk and kill you instead! So along with the main game of Losing everything near and dear to your heart, she'll also get the DLC of Losing your boyfriend! How about that? You won't even have to pre-order it or get it on Game Pass, it's totally free!" He cackled.
Still in the choke hold, Izuku could barely speak "She's… ack!... not… a bitch… or a bible thumper! You're based, Shigaraki! And I don't even have a Quirk!"
Shigaraki squinted his eyes. "Seriously, 21st-century slang? How lame are you? And anyway, if you don't have a Quirk, then why can I steal it from you!" Red lines of electricity started to appear from Tomoura's hand, reaching all the way around Izuku's body. Pain flared up in every part of his body. This was going to be it, he thought. Masturbating, and then having his Quirk stolen and being ki- wait, Quirk being stolen?
"Soon, it'll all be- what the actual fuck!"
Right at that moment, Izuku felt it. A tingling sensation happened in his crotch, causing him to look down. Bright green light emitted from it, masking everything in a tinted color scheme. The sensation didn't stop: it only kept on getting stronger and stronger- enveloping both of them in green energy. The pleasure didn't stop, putting a smile on Izuku's face. Little Deku started writhing around: he started to feel the pressure being built up there. 'Well, if I go out, at least I'm going out in a good mood!'
"Seriously, are you cumming right now? You know what, I don't care!" Tomura's grip became tighter, upping the urge to steal. However, so did the sensation, pushing him to the peak…
"Ahhhhh!"All of the tension and fear built up in the last hour dissipated as Izuku felt every worry flow out of him. Literary.
Shigaraki's grin became more manic "This ends now! I am more than Tomura Shigaraki, I… AM…ENVITA-"
Flash!
As he came, the brightest light Izuku ever saw was set off by his crotch. He fell on the floor, right in a deep puddle of his 'fluid.'
"Wow, two in five minutes. New record…" he muttered to himself. As he got up he noticed it: right there in front of him, was the unconscious body of Tomura Shigaraki, passed out cold.
"Did I… do that?" he muttered to himself. Thinking back, Shiggy was always saying something about how he had a Quirk…And that light looked like the same shade of green Ibara's eyes had in the hospital…
He started shaking his head. "No, it can't be…did I knock him out by orgasming? Did I always have a Quirk? What the fu-"
"Izuku are you alright?"
Turning around, he saw Ibara walk to him, slightly limping. Rubbing her eyes, her jaw dropped at the sight of the sleeping Shigaraki. "Did you…just defeat Shigaraki all by yourself? And you didn't even use your shield?"
Izuku facepalmed. "Aw man, I thought I would've knocked him out accidentally with my shield like the other guys!"
Shiozaki stepped towards him. "Well Izuku, I am just glad you aren't hu- ew, what's on the ground?" She then levitated off the ground and threw her shoes off. "Did you just masturbate..again?"
"Well, kind of? You see, Shigaraki grabbed me, and then there was this weird green light from my crotch and I think I have a Quirk…"
"You have a Quirk?!"
"I think so? Tempura-I mean Tomura-said he could 'sense one inside me', and I don't think people knock out the most dangerous person in the world by cumming without a Quirk."
She wrinkled her nose. "Please don't use that word."
"What, cum?"
"Yes, that word! You know I don't like hearing words like that!"
"Uh, okay." Izuku looked around the otherwise empty room. "So, since technically the War is over, what do we do now?"
Ibara pulled him into a loving embrace. "Right now, Izuku, we stay here together. Now and forever."
Four years later.
"Honey, are you coming?" Izuku MIdoriya, now an fully an adult, called from the living room.
"In a second, 'Izu!" A moment later, Ibara Shiozaki walked in, wearing a comfortable pair of T-Shirt and sweatpants. As she walked over to sit with him and watch TV, a grimace appeared on her face as she placed her hands on her stomach.
Izuku looked over at her. "Hmm, cramps again?"
She nodded her head. "Do you think it's because of your Period, or the backlash from One for All?"
"I'm not sure, Izuku. It might be both."
For the past few months, Ibara had been suffering pain (amongst other things) from having both her own Quirk and One for All, as she had explained to him. Apparently, it was because the two Quirks were 'overflowing her cup', or something like that.
Izuku then spooned her. "Well, it is our honeymoon, baby, and if my Quirk does what the doctor told me, then you could be cured of that backlash if we-you know, 'became one flesh'? And we've-I've been waiting a long time for this, so…"
She rolled her eyes and smiled. "Sure Izuku."
As they started taking off their clothes, Izuku had a question. "Even though my Quirk can 'cure' people, do you think if we 'do it' this time, do you think it will heal you?
"I'm not sure but what I am sure of is that I have faith. Not just faith in God, but in you, too.
"And," she said, kissing him on the lips, "if I don't get cured this time, I'm sure I will eventually. After all, I've been saving myself just for you, and I've been waiting a long time for this also. We can do this as much as we want."
As the married couple began to make slow, passionate, love, something incredible happened. Izuku's Quirk and One for All began to merge, leading to an explosion of power.
Unbeknownst to them, around the world something never before seen has happened. Diseases, great and small, benign and terminal, began to fade away. Parkinson's, Cancer, blindness, Alzhemers-you name it- began to dissipate, never rearing their ugly heads in the world ever again.
And all of it started because of a teenage boy with a high sex drive.
THE END
Author's Note: Well, I fanlly did it! I actually have worked on this fic since Aprill (although I really started in May) ever since a certain post on the MHA fanfic reddit. Even though this was a weird concept, I hope you all enjoyed it. I would like to give thanks to Songie (check out Tethered Through Hatred on AO3) for helping me with figuring out some things.
If you're asking, "How did you come with such a weird concept?" Well, for my other fic, 'The path Chosen (soon to be retitled as Every Road has Its Thorns) Iwas thinking of Quirks for Ibara's family and I thought, 'What if her brother had a Quirk where...' Well, you can guess where that went to. Also, my future stuff will probably not be like this. As for my other aforementioned fic, this is a sign I'm not dead or done with fanfiction. I'm not going to give any promises, but the gears are slowly turning.
Also, can you guess where I got the OC names?
Anyways, give a like, and drop a comment! I will gladly answer any questions! Anotther thing: if you like Ibara, then join the Church of Ibara subreddit-dedicated to all things related to her. There's not a lot of activity there, and it would be cool to have some more people there.
r/ChurchOfIbara/
Have a great day!