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Another snippet set in the world of Paradigm Shift, my Female!Izuku and BioDadMight fanfic. I know I'm a day late with this one, but it's just for fun.

Throne.

A sharp cramp wrenched through my lower stomach and I curled inward, trying to relieve the pressure.
I still had a few hours of school to get through and then I could go home. Another, more insistent cramp, hit and I closed my eyes.
Most of the time, I didn't mind being a girl but this was NOT one of those times.
Thankfully the teacher either didn't notice or didn't comment on my discomfort and time slid by at a crawl. Akane shot me an empathetic look, but didn't say anything.
Probably for the better. The last thing I needed was to draw Kacchan's attention when I felt like this.
When the bell finally rang, I slowly slid out of my seat and headed for the door. Every move was agony and by the time I finally made it home, the absolute last thing I wanted to do was train.
Unfortunately that wasn't an option, because I'd die in the spot if I had to explain to All Might, my father himself, why I'd skipped.
Most people, when they heard the term 'period cramps' would scoff and roll their eyes, assuming I was being dramatic.
God, I wish I was.
The porcelain throne all but called to me when I set foot inside, but I ignored it, instead choosing to grab my workout clothes.
By the time I made it to the beach, the pain was a sharp throbbing and it didn't take long for Dad to notice.
When I winced one too many times, he dropped down next to me and frowned, concern darkening his eyes.
"Izumi, did you have trouble with bullies at school again?" His usual booming voice had a harsh note to it that warned of another talking to with my principal and I waved before he could march down to the school.
"No, they've left me alone since the last time." Having All Might himself come down on their heads for quirkless discrimination had straightened them out in a blink. Since then, the teachers and students alike hadn't dared to bully me.
It was nice, especially knowing he'd only gone so far because he cared specifically about me.
Putting that aside, I continued with a flush while hoping he wouldn't push the topic.
"I'm just...not feeling well."
His concern deepened and he wordlessly crushed the hunk of metal I'd previously been lugging before throwing it to the side as if it were a tin can. Then he shrunk back down and frowned.
"Are you getting sick again? You shouldn't push yourself, especially while you're still recovering from your last bout of illness. We can finish training early today, if you'd prefer."
Part of me wanted to agree, but I hesitated. I wasn't really 'sick' per say. Was it really okay to let him think that, especially since it would happen again next month?
My morals won out and I looked away, cheeks flushing darker as I braced to explain myself. Dread slid down my spine and I took a breath.
Please, don't let him scoff or brush this off. It hurt enough from teachers, but from him...
My stomach clenched from nerves instead of cramps this time and I ignored it.
Looking up into worried eyes, I explained while hoping he'd be different than others had been before.
"I'm not sure if sick is the right word. It's just something I have to deal with each month..."
Understanding flashed behind his eyes and, instead of the scorn or disgust I'd seen on others and dreaded seeing on him, concern pinched the corners of his eyes.
"You inherited your mother's difficult cycle?"
That was...not what I expected, but I nodded. "Yeah, you know about that?"
He raised a brow. "We were dating for well over five years, that's over sixty of her cycles. I was bound to notice something and, once she explained, I made a point of helping how I could."
Then his eyes softened. "If yours is anything like hers, you won't be fit for this kind of training today. Let's go home and focus on stretching. You'll need to be limber to inherit my quirk and it should also help with the cramps."
Having someone, and a GUY at that, be so understanding about this, but it was...nice too.
Relaxing under his kind concern, I nodded. "That would be nice. Thanks Dad."
I didn't even realize it slipped out until he froze, eyes flashing a hair wider.
My stomach dropped into a freefall and I jerked, "Uh?" Did I just mess everything up? We'd gotten closer over the last five months but maybe he wasn't comfortable with that yet...
Before I could overthink it anymore, he knelt and gently pulled me into a hug. All worry evaporated as I sank into the warm hold.
This was nice too.
Just as I started drifting off, he pulled away and smiled. "You're welcome, Izumi. Now let's go home and see about finding some pain medicine. Knowing your mother, she has some ready for situations like this. Her heating pad should be in the bathroom as well."
As he led us toward the house, his arm a comforting weight around my shoulders, I soaked in how right it felt.
Everything still hurt, but knowing he cared enough to change plans for the day made it slightly more bearable.
Leaning into his side, I felt him hesitate for a second, before his arm tightened in a hug.
I could definitely get used to this whole 'Dad' thing.

Description
Another snippet set in the world of Paradigm Shift, my Female!Izuku and BioDadMight fanfic. I know I'm a day late with this one, but it's just for fun.

Throne.

A sharp cramp wrenched through my lower stomach and I curled inward, trying to relieve the pressure.
I still had a few hours of school to get through and then I could go home. Another, more insistent cramp, hit and I closed my eyes.
Most of the time, I didn't mind being a girl but this was NOT one of those times.
Thankfully the teacher either didn't notice or didn't comment on my discomfort and time slid by at a crawl. Akane shot me an empathetic look, but didn't say anything.
Probably for the better. The last thing I needed was to draw Kacchan's attention when I felt like this.
When the bell finally rang, I slowly slid out of my seat and headed for the door. Every move was agony and by the time I finally made it home, the absolute last thing I wanted to do was train.
Unfortunately that wasn't an option, because I'd die in the spot if I had to explain to All Might, my father himself, why I'd skipped.
Most people, when they heard the term 'period cramps' would scoff and roll their eyes, assuming I was being dramatic.
God, I wish I was.
The porcelain throne all but called to me when I set foot inside, but I ignored it, instead choosing to grab my workout clothes.
By the time I made it to the beach, the pain was a sharp throbbing and it didn't take long for Dad to notice.
When I winced one too many times, he dropped down next to me and frowned, concern darkening his eyes.
"Izumi, did you have trouble with bullies at school again?" His usual booming voice had a harsh note to it that warned of another talking to with my principal and I waved before he could march down to the school.
"No, they've left me alone since the last time." Having All Might himself come down on their heads for quirkless discrimination had straightened them out in a blink. Since then, the teachers and students alike hadn't dared to bully me.
It was nice, especially knowing he'd only gone so far because he cared specifically about me.
Putting that aside, I continued with a flush while hoping he wouldn't push the topic.
"I'm just...not feeling well."
His concern deepened and he wordlessly crushed the hunk of metal I'd previously been lugging before throwing it to the side as if it were a tin can. Then he shrunk back down and frowned.
"Are you getting sick again? You shouldn't push yourself, especially while you're still recovering from your last bout of illness. We can finish training early today, if you'd prefer."
Part of me wanted to agree, but I hesitated. I wasn't really 'sick' per say. Was it really okay to let him think that, especially since it would happen again next month?
My morals won out and I looked away, cheeks flushing darker as I braced to explain myself. Dread slid down my spine and I took a breath.
Please, don't let him scoff or brush this off. It hurt enough from teachers, but from him...
My stomach clenched from nerves instead of cramps this time and I ignored it.
Looking up into worried eyes, I explained while hoping he'd be different than others had been before.
"I'm not sure if sick is the right word. It's just something I have to deal with each month..."
Understanding flashed behind his eyes and, instead of the scorn or disgust I'd seen on others and dreaded seeing on him, concern pinched the corners of his eyes.
"You inherited your mother's difficult cycle?"
That was...not what I expected, but I nodded. "Yeah, you know about that?"
He raised a brow. "We were dating for well over five years, that's over sixty of her cycles. I was bound to notice something and, once she explained, I made a point of helping how I could."
Then his eyes softened. "If yours is anything like hers, you won't be fit for this kind of training today. Let's go home and focus on stretching. You'll need to be limber to inherit my quirk and it should also help with the cramps."
Having someone, and a GUY at that, be so understanding about this, but it was...nice too.
Relaxing under his kind concern, I nodded. "That would be nice. Thanks Dad."
I didn't even realize it slipped out until he froze, eyes flashing a hair wider.
My stomach dropped into a freefall and I jerked, "Uh?" Did I just mess everything up? We'd gotten closer over the last five months but maybe he wasn't comfortable with that yet...
Before I could overthink it anymore, he knelt and gently pulled me into a hug. All worry evaporated as I sank into the warm hold.
This was nice too.
Just as I started drifting off, he pulled away and smiled. "You're welcome, Izumi. Now let's go home and see about finding some pain medicine. Knowing your mother, she has some ready for situations like this. Her heating pad should be in the bathroom as well."
As he led us toward the house, his arm a comforting weight around my shoulders, I soaked in how right it felt.
Everything still hurt, but knowing he cared enough to change plans for the day made it slightly more bearable.
Leaning into his side, I felt him hesitate for a second, before his arm tightened in a hug.
I could definitely get used to this whole 'Dad' thing.