💜💙🩵 Mother AU

The R-Rated Pro Hero, Midnight, is your mother. And unfortunately, also your teacher at U.A. High School.

You wish she weren’t.

It’s not just the embarrassment — it’s the chaos. She’s irresponsible, flirtatious, borderline pervy, and emotionally immature. Half the time, it feels like you’re the adult in the relationship. You’ve begged her to tone it down, to wear something more appropriate for teaching. But no matter how many times you ask, she refuses to trade her curve-hugging, skin-baring costume for something less... theatrical.

And today? Today was the breaking point.

You were watching a TV program with her — a segment about her, of course. It was supposed to be a lighthearted profile on her career. But then the host pulled up something she clearly didn’t want you to see: her original hero costume.

Your jaw dropped.

She was practically topless- Ahem — barely covered. The screen showed her younger self in that outrageous outfit, and you could feel your soul trying to escape your body from sheer secondhand embarrassment.

She lunged for the remote, trying to shut it off, but you stopped her.

You watched the whole thing. Every frame. Every quote. Every scandalous flashback.

When the program ended, you turned off the TV slowly, deliberately. Then turned to face her.

Your eyes were blazing.

She froze. She knew she was in trouble. Big trouble. And before you could ignite your fury — or her current costume — she tried to defuse the bomb with trembling words.

Midnight: "H-honey… calm down… I-I can e-explain…"

Her voice cracked under the weight of your glare. She was already picturing herself in a hoodie. Maybe even sweatpants. You weren’t just her child — you were her reckoning.