Y/N Kayama is the daughter of the R-rated hero Midnight and is also a little finding a caregiver/Daddy. Bakugo is also looking for a Little, lucky him he finds Y/n coloring in a coloring book with a paci on his first day in UA class 1-A.

This is based on real stories happened when I was a kid.

WARNINGS---SAD, ABUSE, KIDNAPPING, ONE DEATH, BAD THOUGHTS,AND SOME ABANDONINGS.




A group of 6 kids grow up together and they are all different ages there are 3 girls and 3 boys the two oldest kids are 14 their names are Molly and Kevin. The  youngest kid is 4 and her name is cat then there's Roger he's 6 and Pixie she's 9 and Mike he's 10. 
There all really close that their like siblings and they have their fights here and there they all live in the forest and when à strangers walk through the forest they hide as well as they can until one day Molly and Kevin were out hunting and the strangers came through the woods and found cat and took her. But cat has a secret power that no-one in her group/family knows about and she doesnt even know about it yet but her kidnappers know what it is and how powerful it is.
Will the group find her? 
Will they be able to save her in time?
Or will her secret power be lost forever?

Monsters and humans live together peacefully now. Though one family in the neighborhood is quite, complicated. Especially the girl with the tattered pages of her heart.
(Story based off a dream I had)

Once every 300 years during the summer solstice it causes a gateway to link Earth with Hyrule. So for Earth it's June 19, 2000 and a middle school student named Brandon Swift learns that Ganondorf, Princess Zelda and Link are not video game characters but actual real people. As a matter of fact they sired children too. They did so as to carry on their bloodline. Tasked by Farore, the Goddess of Courage, to find a way to stop Ganondorf's plan to conquer both worlds Brandon sets out on a journey. However he's on a strict time limit of 3 days since that's how long the summer solstice lasts.

A prequel to the story "The Strongest Sorcerer: Myriad Worlds". 

An old hermit trains six children, not expecting that these six will play big roles for the future of the 7th world of the Myriad Wolds Mortal Realm. Realm Beyond Recall depicts of the world where the Great Demon God Malibourne emerged, coloring the 7th realm in darkness and reigned supreme, and the rise of what the world will know as the strongest sorcerer. The curtain also opens for the "Fallen" as he wages his war against the heavens.

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Shouko accompanied Yuuya to look at the other clothes yet the little boy didn't show much response as he did toward the blue sweater. She tried asking the sales advisor but unfortunately, the sweater taken by the boy earlier was the very last piece.
"I'm sorry, Yuuya," Shouko was a bit down when she thought she couldn't fulfill the little boy's wish, "They no longer has the design. Why don't we look around and try to find something else that you might like?"
"It's alright, Auntie," Yuuya answered with a soft smile, his lips curved up as he looked at Shouko, "I'll just choose something else."
Seeing that the little bun was a bit closer to her from before, Shouko braced herself to ask, "Well, can you tell Auntie why did you like the sweater?"
This time, Yuuya reacted with blush tinged his chubby cheeks instead of fidgeting with his jacket. Shouko laughed instinctively once she saw his reaction. Without thinking, she reached out a hand and softly patted his head.
Yuuya's eyes widened then he smiled shyly. Shouko laughed again.
"Was there anything on the sweater that caught your attention?" Shouko repeated her question that he left unanswered before.
Yuuya blinked his small, beady eyes. His small head nodded shyly. In a soft and milky voice, he said, "A paintbrush. I liked seeing the paintbrush."
Tilting her head to one side, Shouko tried to recall the sweater. Since she just took a glimpse of it, the image of the sweater was a blur in her mind before she gradually thought of the emblem that was embroidered on the sweater.
Her eyes lit up as she pointed out, "You liked the paintbrush? Do you like coloring?"
With a nod to confirm the question, the scarlet on Yuuya's cheeks spread more.
Understanding that this little boy was totally fixated on it, Shouko couldn't help but smile softly. "Have you colored many drawings? It seems that you love coloring so much, Auntie wonders how many have you colored?"
The soft glow in his eyes faded a bit, revealing a trace of sadness. Yuuya lowered his small head, he was back to fidgeting with his jacket. When he spoke, he sounded hesitant and sad.
"I love drawing and coloring but... Mom disliked it..." 
Shouko was stunned. Baffled, she didn't know what to say as a thought popped in her mind.
In an abusive household like the one that Yuuya came from, although a set of color pencils and coloring books didn't cost much, it went without saying that his parents would be extremely reluctant to buy them for him.
It just happened a few weeks ago yet it was still fresh in her mind how Yuuya's mother behaved toward her own son. 
Her heart ached thinking of what else this little boy went through under his parents' abuse and torment.
"Then, let's look at another section," Shouko quickly changed the topic. It was better to redirect his attention from the bad memory, "Come!"
Yuuya lifted up his head. He gave Shouko a nod.
But, before she could raise her feet and step away from the place, a large and heavy hand draped over her shoulders. Perplexed, Shouko looked at its owner.
"Kyoya!" 
Kyoya gave him a wry smile. Lifting up his arm, he gently stroked her hair, "Have you forgotten about me, your own husband?"
Baffled by his words, Shouko laughed in helplessness, "I didn't forget about you. I'm just helping Yuuya to find his clothes."
Kyoya cast a gaze at the little boy who was now looking back at him. His smile softened seeing his tender look, "Have you found anything you like?"
Ever since he saw his wife confronted the mother-and-son pair, he just watched quietly from behind. It was a matter that didn't need his interference unless the mother planned to go physical on his wife. 
Seeing his wife's happy face when she interacted with the little boy brought back countless memories in his mind. He was delighted to see her like that yet he couldn't help to feel sad as well.
She had always been this soft toward children, especially their son.
"Not yet, Uncle," Yuuya answered with his round eyes staring straight at Kyoya, "I'm sorry if I take Uncle's wife's time too much."
His answer amused Kyoya. He retracted his hand from Shouko's shoulders before he crouched down opposite the little bun.
"I've heard that you like coloring," Kyoya smiled, his dark gaze exuded tenderness when he spoke to Yuuya, "If you liked them so much, you could try drawing on your shirt. It would feel more special that way, yes?"
"Could I?" Yuuya's entire face beamed. His pale face turned a shade rosier, "I could draw what I like, Uncle?"
"You can," Kyoya replied in a firm voice yet his gaze remained gentle. It was almost the same way he always looked at his wife.
Yuuya's eyes sparkled brightly. His countenance brightened as a fit of giggle escaped his little mouth.
Shouko didn't know what to say when she saw the two men, one big and one small interacted with each other. It was hard to not feel soft when she was seeing such a heartwarming scene, especially when it was her own man involved.
As though he was sensing her appreciative gaze, Kyoya looked up and met Shouko's eyes. At the moment their eyes moment, both of their smiles deepened and their eyes gleamed softly.
It was like they were enveloped in a pink bubble, separating them from the rest of the world.
"Do you have any idea about it?" Shouko was the first one who broke the trance.
Kyoya nodded once, he slowly stood up. Yuuya was still staring at him with awe, inciting a laugh from him, "We could ask the director if she would agree to an art session for the children. It would be a great way for them to learn something new."
"Do you mean... by inviting an instructor to the care home?" Shouko was surprised yet it felt pleasant when she thought of his idea.
"En," Kyoya smiled. He swept his gaze toward the rest of the children who were happily showing off their new clothes to one another, "But, that kind of event has to be planned first. For this time, you have to choose another sweater, boy. All of your friends have chosen theirs, you should do the same too."
"Oh," Yuuya looked around and saw his friends' happy faces. It seemed like he was the only one who hadn't pick anything.
Shouko laughed softly looking at his slightly dejected look. She came closer to him and offered him her right hand, "Let's go now. Auntie will help you choose."
Yuuya smiled and once again he held hands with Shouko.
Kyoya watched them with a smile. The waves of sorrow in his heart gradually calmed as a layer of warmth spread within him.
In the end, Shouko chose two sets of clothes for the little boy. One set of winter home clothes while the other one could be used for outings. Kyoya went ahead and paid for all the children's outfits before they left the children's department. 
"Where is the restaurant?" Shouko asked while she was waiting for the children to assemble in a group.
All of the purchases were handed to the department store's staff. Kyoya instructed for them to be delivered straight away to the care home. By doing this, the children wouldn't have to tire themselves holding the shopping bags. 
"It's on the top floor of this mall," Kyoya watched the bodyguards brought the children to the elevator. Since they were too many, they had to spilt into a few small groups, "They could enjoy the scenery overlooking the town as well."
Most of the children weren't as healthy as their peers. To avoid them from having to move around thus tiring them, it was the best for them to just eat in the mall. They had to conserve their energy for their trip to the aquarium next. 
Shouko smiled sweetly to her husband, she felt as if honey was dripping from her heart. In an instant, she hugged his arm and planted a kiss on his cheek. Kyoya was dumbfounded. It took him a second to react. 
"Why did you kiss me, love?" Kyoya arched an eyebrow, looking at his wife with undisguised pampering in his eyes. 
"It's because my husband is so handsome," Shouko answered wittily, "I won't lose anything by kissing a handsome man~"
Kyoya purposely frowned when he asked, "Then, once I'm old and got gray hairs, you won't find me handsome anymore?"
Shouko's smile turned even sweeter hearing his words. Once he was old, she would still remain by his side, accompanying him for the rest of their lives.
In a soft voice, she replied with her eyes beaming in happiness, "By that time, I would be the prettiest grandma beside the most handsome grandpa."
Her answer sent a ripple in his heart as warmth diffused within him. He felt like she was gently touching the softest part of his heart.
"You're right, my wife," Kyoya leaned down, his warm and broad palm was placed at her waist, pulling her closer to him. His breath hovered on her lips as he continued, "We would always remain a beautiful couple."
Although pink blush had begun to tinge her cheeks, Shouko still let him kiss her. 
It was a totally different feeling since right now, she had acknowledged what she truly felt about the man who was holding her at this time.
She loved him.


[COMPLETED]

Her:

Throughout her life, she always felt like she was standing above the ocean. While nervously waiting for the ocean to swallow her whole, she still pushed herself to bravely dancing over the surface, enjoying her life.

It was not until one day when she woke up, she realized she had lost a portion of her life.

And then there was him. The one man who was patiently guiding her back to the shore even at the risk of drowning himself.

"You know, I am jealous of my past self because she experienced the love you gave her. I want to remember my feelings but... it's only void in my mind. What should I do?"


Him:

He has closed off his heart since he knew even his closest person could throw him away. 

He thought her appearance was just a trivial addition in his life. Little did he expect she could crack open the hard shell covering his heart.

For the first time, he chose to allow himself another chance to love and be loved by someone. But, he never thought to have his hope shattered once his existence was erased from her mind. 

Facing the new beginning, he vowed to make her be happier and loved. 

"No matter who you are, the past you or the one with me right now, I love every part of you. So, don't be afraid. I won't ever make you question your trust in me."

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When they got close enough, their mother beamed at them all and gave them a quick hug
"Oh, my babies are all grown up!!"
"Mum!!!"
All three of them squirmed in their mother's hold and tried to get out of the hug. They didn't want their friends seeing them like this.
Once they finally managed to get free, Zero was led over to an open field in front of the house. There was a giant orb that was made of glass placed in the middle of the field.
Inside the orb, various colors swirled and mixed together, they all formed a beautiful image that would make anyone gasp in awe.
Zahir knelt beside zero once he got close to the orb and said:
"Okay Zero, I want you to listen to me. You don't have to stress much over all this because I will be proud of you no matter what happens. Just do your best, okay"
Zero nodded to his dad and moved forwards alone towards the orb.
The orb was known as the Selector. It had the uncanny ability to detect innate magic within children and bring out what branch of magecraft they were most in tune with.
There were six forms of magic that the orb would recognize, they were
Fire magic; which the orb would recognize by bringing forth a red color. This magic was known to be the best for offensive spells.
Water magic; which the orb would recognize with a blue coloring. This magic was known for being the best for healing spells.
Earth magic; which the orb would recognize by showing a brown coloring. This magic was known for being the best for defensive spells.
Wind magic; which the orb would recognize with green coloring. It was known for being the best for rebuff spells
Light magic; which the orb would recognize with a yellow coloring. It was known to be the best for negation spells.
Dark magic; this would be recognized with a black coloring. But there wasn't much known about it, because only one person had ever gotten it before and he had disappeared a long time ago.
Zero hoped he would get something grand like fire magic, or even light magic. It had been his dream to find out his affinity forever.
While on the road during his former trios he never got a chance to find his affinity, he simply tried his hand at everything he could and tweaked them to suit him better.
His cultivation and sharp mind had allowed him to never bother about whether or not he was using a spell correctly. All spells just seemed to work for him...
He was just grateful he had sealed his soul before this test. 
[You're sure you should do this Zero? I still don't think this is a good idea at all]
Bezel had been against Zero performing the test from the very first told him about it.
He didn't know what sort of reaction the orb would have towards someone with such... Special circumstances.
'You don't have to worry about that bezel. I'm sure everything will be fine. I mean, what could go wrong?'
[Famous last words], Bezel muttered
Zero ignored his cheeky hanger-on and walked straight up to the orb. He placed his hand on it and channeled a small portion of his soul power into it.
The orb was able to tell the affinity of a person by absorbing thirty percent of their soul power. It was generally known that children don't have much soul power.
Children at most have 500 units of soul power, and the orb was calibrated with the thought in mind that the amount of soul power it would be absorbing would not exceed 200 units.
And that, was where the orb's crafters fucked up.
KAABBOOOOMMM!!
The orb which had been calibrated only to absorb 200 units of soul power from an untrained child was incapable of withstanding the sheer force of Zero's soul power - which, even when sealed, still possessed the full weight of a top cultivation expert.
What greeted all the guests there was the explosion of a three-thousand-year-old relic in the hands of a child.
Every single person there was stuck with mouths agape and shock written all over their faces trying to comprehend what exactly was going on.
[Wow. I wonder who could have predicted such a turn of events] 
The smug voice of bezel rang through Zero's head.
'Not now Bezel!' Zero screamed internally.
He listened to the crowd murmur about what just happened
"Has this ever happened before?" someone asked
"Of course not. That globe was made by some of the kingdoms best mage crafters!!" another person exclaimed.
"But isn't he too strong?"
"Or perhaps the globe is broken?"
These were some of the words that were reaching zero. 
He turned to his parents and saw they were just as shocked as everyone else. Well, at least his mother was shocked - his father meanwhile.
"Oh my goodness! That's my boy!!!"
"!"
Everyone was surprised by Zahir's sudden shout, but he paid them no mind, he  ran up to Zero and carried him above his head
"That was amazing! Did you see that honey!? The globe couldn't even read him!!"
Zahir turned to his wife with an expectant look, which made her snap out of her shock and move towards the pair along with her other two sons.
She could gawk about the damage done to such a relic later. Her son needed her right now.
"Of course honey," Lucy said as she smiled to Zero, "I couldn't believe it myself"
"Yeah Zero!! Don't feel bad about breaking the -- Ow!!"
Hiro held the back of his head in pain and Loki brought his hand back while smiling at Zero
"Shut up you moron" Loki whispered to Hiro.
Zero simply stared as his family tried their hardest to cheer him up from what they saw as a simple mistake.
He knew this was no mistake, it was all due to his stubbornness and inability to listen to advice. If only he had listened when Bezel told him what could happen with his soul power, this would have never happened.
'But why in the world would something like this even happen! I sealed my soul for this very reason!!'
Zero was livid at himself, both for not listening to advice and for not properly comparing his soul power to those of lesser beings.
He had transcended the realms of gods in his last life, so he should have accounted for that as well, and not just the fact that he was older than he is now.
'I just know this is going to bite me in the ass somehow' 
zero thought with a depressed cloud above his head.
"Amazing"
Someone spoke from within the crowd, and his voice was enough to make everyone there keep quiet and listen to him.

I had travelled through the five mountains and continents, gaining power at every turn and defeating opponent's who would dare to challenge me

All so I would never have to look back, all so I would never experience that pain again. But some stupid deity saw it as fit to place me in such a situation again!?

Well I don't care, because I'll make sure I change it all for my own selfish reasons. Watch out, I'm coming through!!

......

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