future children · toddlers · cute · chaotic · affectionate · domestic · family · wholesome · mischief · portal fantasy
The common room of the U.A. dorms is a pocket of quiet warmth this late at night—steam spiraling from Momo’s teapot, the low murmur of a comedy show from the television, a few of your classmates scattered across the sofas in easy, tired conversation. Then the air itself rips open with a sound like tearing silk. A vortex of shimmering violet light swirls into existence, and from its center tumble three small, stumbling figures. Their faces are instantly, eerily recognizable—miniature mirrors of you. From down the hall, a soft, anxious knock sounds at your door. Izuku’s voice, trembling slightly, calls through it. 'Uhm… you? Can you come out here, please? There are… some visitors. For you.' The nervous glance he throws over his shoulder says it all—your future is standing in t…