musicfeedsmysoul12

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Oh, random thought based on that newest fic- Bakugou hearing that analysis hero Midoriya is getting married to someone and keeps trying to sabotage the wedding. Except everyone keeps blocking his attempts, whether on accident or on purpose, including his own parents and Toshinko. Toshinko especially- nobody is going to ruin their baby boy's special day.

For everyone curious this is about Ready or Not which I wrote based on the winners of the polls I posted.

Also fuck yes. Bakugou would do that.

Imagine a Bakugou who is convinced he and Izuku will get together because of the ‘childhood sweethearts’ thing. A Bakugou with not even the smidge of character development from Canon. Or maybe he does and that's why he- no no.

Bakugou has gotten citations for his attitude to people and as such he's toned down his public aggression. He hates it but he has to accept it. That's why he doesn't confront Izuku in public. No he's going to ruin the wedding and pin it in the extra Deku is marrying cause the cucker is probably after the game Izuku brings.

(Nevermind part of the reason Bakugou wants Izuku is because of the fame and the potential to raise his rankings)

But things keep happening. Its a fucking comedy of errors as he tries to ruin the flower delivery. They actually lost the order thanks to a system bug so the couple just reordered and asked for a codeword as they had some friends end up with one of THOSE mother in laws who changed it in them. It won't happen they agree but safe then sorry!

Bakugou tries to lead a villain to revenue to destroy it? Another hero fighting a villain smacks into them.

If course those are the accidental. The purposeful is Mitsuki (divorced from her husband who encouraged their son’s actions) lying to Katsuki about where Izuku is getting his outfit done. In reality she got a good designer to do it.

Its Inko smiling with all her teeth as she stands in front of the catering. Its her hissing dont even at the boy. Its All Might hiring the best security.

Just… yes.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Doing axe throwin g with the family and now I'm imagining Snipe taking Izumi to it so she practice her aim. He also brings her friends no he doesn't consider her his kid thanks Midnight he just wants to show the students some cool stuff no its not a birthday gift.

But anyway Ochako records Izumi decimating the competition and sending it to Dabi.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

I am taking asks btw

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Lesbian DabiDeku Au:

Imagine Snipe stumbling about Izumi as she is in the gym beating a punching bag after the whole Bakugou thing. Her mother has been trying to reach out and blames everyone but herself. Demanding access to her husband’s things despite the fact he left them to Izumi.

The fight with the media over ‘baseless accusations from a cheater’ about Izumi’s claims was still going on. Despite proof some outlets refused to believe it.

“You’re hitting it wrong,” Snipe told her. “Like this.”

Its the first time he helps her.

The second comes at the shooting range on campus where she seeks him out. Her eyes are burning as she lifts her chin and asks for him to teach her to shoot a gun.

He does.

Three weeks later he's sponsoring her switch to heroics. Behind them is Midnight who smiles with all her teeth. Nezu laughs and agrees.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

I'm trying to decide if the Lesbian DabiDeku ends up with hero Izumi because I feel like Dabi would encourage her to go for it, to try and take the risk but if so who would be her mentor?

Not Aizawa. I love fanon Aizawa but I kinda want to play more with the idea Aizawa is kicking himself for bit noticing who Bakugou truly was. So he doesn't feel like he can be a proper mentor.

Midnight feels to… samey to Elf’s version.

I could go with Mic but I kinda want a dark horse. So not Nezu either.

… wait what about Snipe?

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

More on Lesbian DabiDeku specifically how Izumi breaks away from her shackles.

Like okay so Dabi isn't a villain. She's a bit different then canon in that she is a criminal dont get me wrong but she hasn't killed anyone or anything. She works at a shitty little bar as a bartender and does vandalism and crime in the side.

She isn't as hostile to Shouto or her siblings because she never got the same level of ‘care’ as canon Dabi. Rather she was treated like a failure by Endeavour when she never conformed to his standards of ‘ladylike’ behaviour. He was proud of her Quirk but she was to much of a tomboy. He told her only villainesses acted like her so she refused to be one.

Then there is Rei. Rei is a complicated issue as on one hand Dabi knows she was abused to by Endeavour. On the other hand Rei never stepped in until Shouto. In fact Rei was kinda bad about also focusing on Dabi ‘failing’ in the standards of behaviour regarding ‘ladylike’. Its a tricky situation.

But because Dabi isn't as far gone as canon, she is more approachable for Izumi and more sympathetic. (Not that he isn't canonwise)

Izumi and Dabi aren't romantic at first. It is 100% quickies in the backroom and in alleys. But then they start talking more and they begin to form a connection. It also helps that one day while making out, Dabi finds a new burn on Izumi. The story of Bakugou tumbles from her lips.

Dabi thinks of a far to similar story and tells it haltingly. Izumi doesn't take long to figure it out. Its soft touches and kisses, words of pain and burns.

It ends with Izumi dropping a few letters in a locker and a group of siblings rushing to a bar to tackle a long lost sister.

It takes time for Izumi to begin moving things to Dabi’s shitty apartment (that stops being shitty when Fuyumi comes over and moves in to. When Natsup finds a new place with four bedrooms (one of which is far away from the others) when Shouto and Izumi blackmail Endeavor with recordings). Dabi stages a break in at the Midoriya residence to steal items Inko would notice missing along with others.

Things left to Izumi by her father who had cared for his daughter more then Inko. Izumi who inherited most of his money but was guilted into staying with her mother.

No more.

Izumi who with shaking hands cuts her hair the night she knows its time. Who cuts away curls and leaves her with a short style she's always wanted but was told not to.

Izumi who leaves a voice message to her mother, calling her out and then blocks her the day she leave sher keys on the table and goes to university to be screamed at by Bakugou.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Ready or Not

Summary: Bakugou Katsuki is ready to settle down. He's tracked down Deku, ready to take the Quirkless man as his boyfriend. Never mind they haven't spoken in a decade, Katsuki knows how this ends. Deku with his shitty analysis will be thrilled to be with him.

Wait, what do you mean he's a famous analyst?

-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-

 Bakugou Katsuki, at age 25, was finally ready to settle down. He wasn't as high as he had hoped in the rankings; he only ranked the number 150 hero, to his displeasure, but he made good money. He was handsome and smart. It was time to settle down.

 And if part of the reason for him wishing to settle down was how fucking Shitty Hair and Racoon Eyes jumped a few ranks after they got married, that was Katsuki’s business.

 “Man, you've talked about him before,” Shitty Hair laughed as he followed Katsuki to where Deku worked, “so excited to meet him!”

 “Why haven't we?” Racoon Eyes asked, looking suspicious. Katsuki rolled his eyes to himself. She’d been acting like that since they graduated. Second guessing him and giving him funny looks. Ever since Dunce Face and Elbows declared they refused to work with Katsuki for bullshit reasons.

 Katsuki was not an ‘abusive dick’ and he didn't have anger issues! They were just weaklings who wouldn't make it far in heroics. They were jealous.

 (He ignored the fact that Kaminari was ranked 20 and Sero ranked 25. It didn't matter.)

 “We’re busy,” Katsuki said bluntly. “Me being a hero and Deku with his analysis. At least being married to me will help him.”

 “Oh, is he struggling?” Shitty Hair looked so sad. Katsuki grunted in response.

 He actually didn't have an answer. He hadn't directly talked to Deku in years. Ever since Deku didn't get into UA, as everyone fucking knew would happen, the nerd hadn't been around. Auntie hadn’t either, which was confusing. The Hag didn't know why either; said something about ‘Inko taking things too seriously’ or some shit.

 Katsuki shook his head. It didn't matter. Deku had been around for Katsuki’s hero story since the beginning—a weakling who looked down on Katsuki but realized the truth. A weak spouse would look good compared to Katsuki and show he could protect people.

 “Ph hey, isn't this where Midoriya works?” Racoon Eyes said as she saw the agency they were headed to. Katsuki paused and turned to her, glaring.

 “How do you-”

 “Oh god, are you still not paying attention to any support engineers or others?” Raccoon Eyes gave him a look he scowled at.

 He did not like the reminder of how he'd been placed on a deny list from most of the support industry because he didn't remember half of their names. They were extras! Worthless losers who couldn't hack it as heroes so they just went into something similar, demanding to be treated with ‘respect’ while sneering heroes needed them. Fuckers.

 “Dude, I thought you'd have heard of Midoriya. He was part of the takedown of All for One!” Shitty Hair said.

 That did not… no…

 “WHAT?!”

-0-

 Midoriya Izuku sighed as he pressed the decline button again for Endeavour.

 The man wouldn't take a damn hint. Even after the whole expose on him by Dabi, Shouto, Natsuo, and Fuyumi aired, he refused to see himself as anything but a villain. The video of his fit about not being allowed to be part of the hero rankings after the inquiry into his actions was still viral a decade later.

 “Hey babe,” a familiar voice said, and Izuku looked up with a smile as Rody placed a cup of tea on his desk. The redhead smiled back, lifting his sunglasses to rest on the top of his head before leaning down to kiss his husband. Izuku felt his face flush, Japanese enough to be embarrassed by a public kiss even if it was in his private office.

 “Have fun with Ochako?” Izuku asked.

 “Hell yeah,” Rody said with a laugh. “She’s my fav hero to be a pilot for. I like Tenya, but man… he's so uptight about things.” Rody shook his head. “Ochako likes to joke around; Tenya is pure business on the clock.”

 “He lets loose off it,” Izuku pointed out as he checked that he'd saved his files properly.

 “Still ain't fun to pilot for,” Rody said. “What's the plan for tonight?”

 “Mom wants dinner with us since she's been busy with Dad,” Izuku said. “Dad said he'd like to see us too and promised Papa will be on his best behaviour.”

“Mirai is terrifying, and he still glares at me every time we meet,” Rody shuddered as Pino flew into the office. The Quirk shivered dramatically as she landed on Izuku’s shoulder to nuzzle his cheek. “Oh, here you are now. Done mooching snacks from the secretary huh?” Rody teased the bird.

 “Be nice. This one hasn't hit on me yet,” Izuku said.

 “No shit? Well, it happens, Mr. Big Hero,” Rody laughed. He never took it personally, something Izuku was thankful for.

 Izuku wasn't used to being hit on. Even years after, he'd helped All Might beat All for One. The fame that came from it, being regarded as a hero even if he'd just provided backup and analysis, was still off-putting. The amount of people thinking they could get something from him, that he was the weak link among the group that took down the villain… it made Izuku feel incredibly uncomfortable.

 It caused him to break up with his old boyfriend, Hitoshi when the purple-haired man could not handle it. He never felt Izuku would cheat, but he didn't like watching how others reacted. It was better to break up before the issue just got worse.

 They remained friends, and Hitoshi was dating a fellow hero named Monoma, but the loss of someone he cared for because of stupid fame still stuck with Izuku.

 Izuku sighed, pinching his nose as he tried to forget the thoughts. Pino chirped in a concerned tone.

“Just bad memories,” Izuku said, picking up the tea to sip as Rody nodded.

 “I get it, babe. Also, in addition to your parents wanting us to eat with them, my dad wants to meet up,” Rody said. Izuku nodded, standing up from the desk.

 “How is he doing? I know with the recent reemergence of Humarise, he might be on edge,” Izuku said.

 “He is. Won't talk about it but Lala said he keeps checking their go bags and the security features.” Rody frowned. “Roro isn't talking to me still.”

 “Sorry,” Izuku led his husband out of the office, nodding to his secretary, who waved them off with a smile. “Is it…”

 “How dare you leave us? How dare you stop being our parent? Yeah.” Rody sighed.

 “You do know-”

 “I do,” Rody confirmed, knowing his husband would talk about how Rody raising his siblings had never been his responsibility, nor should he have had to do so. The whole thing was on Humarise.

 It still hurt his little brother was upset Rody decided to live for himself when their dad was freed.

 “Midoriya!” a voice said, startling them both out of their thoughts. A security guard was at the end of the hallway near the stairs. He jogged over to Izuku, who looked at him worried.

 “What's wrong?” Izuku asked.

 “There is a commotion downstairs. That hero? Dynamight? He's here, causing a scene. Red Riot and Alien Queen are attempting to calm him down, and we reached out to Shouto and his team about sending backup,” the guard said.

 Izuku felt cold suddenly. Then, a heat ran through him.

 What the hell?

-

In her years as a hero, short as they were, Mina had slowly grown to realize that Denki and Hanta were right to leave when they did. She initially had been upset, believing Eijiro when he said Bakugou needed real friends. But… well, when the guy kept going on about how no one understood he was the best, and he threw a fit that someone wasn't willing to forgive him, ignoring their name. They would argue against the insulting nicknames and refuse him service when he tried to make them work with him.

 Worse at times, how Bakugou acted around others he deemed lesser had always put her teeth on edge.

 Mina had come to the realization that Bakugou wasn't actually that great of a guy. She was leery of him and worried for Eijiro, who'd attached himself to Bakugou. She loved her husband, but he had willingly blinded himself. She only stuck around in the hopes of helping him.

 Standing in the office lobby of the best analyst in heroics, Mina wished she’d gotten through to Eijiro earlier.

 “Shut up!” she hissed at Bakugou when he opened his mouth, looking pissed the receptionist wasn't letting him up. “It’s already obvious you were lying this entire time-”

 “Babe-” Eijiro tried, but she cut him off with a raised eyebrow and hand.

 “Eijiro, love, how else do you describe us finding out this Deku Bakugou talked about is Midoriya, who we both know and the fact Bakugou didn't know who he was?” Mina asked.

 There was no answer.

 Because there couldn't be one.

 “I wasn't lying! Fucking Deku doesn't tell me shit-” Bakugou began, stopping when he spotted something. Mine turned to see the green-haired analyst they had just been talking about. Beside him was a redheaded man who had his arms crossed. “Deku.” Bakugou snarled.

 “That’s not my name, Bakugou-san,” Midoriya said formally. Mina sucked in through her teeth. She already knew this wasn't quite right, but hearing that dialect? She knew it even more so. “Are you here to make an appointment for analysis? I have a waiting list of three months, and it is after hours.”

 “What the fuck, Deku? How the fuck did I only find out now about you supposedly being a hero?!” Bakugou snapped. “You're looking down on me!”

 “Bakugou-san, my name was everywhere after I helped All Might, Lemillion, Sir Nighteye and Suneater defeat All for One. I was Nezu’s personal student for your entire school career. It is not my fault you do not look beyond your own comfort zone,” Midoriya said, tone still incredibly polite.

 “That's a lie! Auntie would have said something!” Bakugou snapped, and Mina wanted to yell at him to shut up.

 This was Midoriya! He was probably the most influential analyst in the hero community, and she knew people would be talking about this for months. She'd already been fighting with Eijiro about cutting ties with Bakugou before he dragged them down with him, but she was going to have to actually give him an ultimatum.

 She didn't want to; she didn't want to be that person, but it was coming down to it.

 “My mother discovered the extent of how I'd been treated in middle school when I tried to jump off a roof. She discovered my note and ran to the roof of our apartment building to use her Quirk to drag me back,” Midoriya said and shit.

 Mina should not be there for that conversation.

-

 Eijiro wasn't stupid. He was stubborn and naive, he knew. He knew for a long time that he'd been wrong, that Bakugou wasn't like he'd thought.

 He just… felt bad for the guy. No one liked him or wanted him around, so Eijiro stuck with him. Maybe by showing him a different option, by being kind to others, Bakugou would change.

 When Bakugou talked about Deku, Eijiro hoped this was proof of the change. Being with a Quirkless person had to be proof there was good, right? Not that being Quirkless was terrible, but like… you couldn't be an asshole and be with them.

 Standing beside Bakugou and coming to the sickening realization that it wasn't like he thought again made Eijiro want to shrink.

 “What?!” Bakugou looked shocked and panicked. His eyes darted around as if trapped.

 Please don't tell him…

 “Yes. I nearly took your advice,” Midoriya said, but Eijiro couldn't hear anything afterward. His heart beat too fast in his chest as he stepped away, Mina following him.

 “No, no, I… you're lying! You always do this, you worthless fucker!” Bakugou was screaming. His eyes looked wild. ”You- you-”

 “There's no reason to lie to you. You're an old bully of mine whom I've only put thought towards during therapy,” Midoriya said. And suddenly, the nagging feeling about some of the comments Bakuhou said about ‘Deku’ were coming up.

 ‘Useless without me’ and ‘freaking deluded about heroics’ came to mind. And okay, so Eijito probably needed to work on his biases if he hadn't caught that bit as sketchy, but he'd assumed things about Quirkless people. He should have known better.

 “You… you…” Bakugou looked so lost; his anger died when Midoriya said he didn't think about the blonde. It was apparent he didn't know how to handle that. He opened and closed his mouth, shaking it. “Stop lying! You were always obsessed with me, looking down on me-”

 “You're confusing me for yourself. You were the one to target me when I was minding my own business consistently. I only ever stepped in when you bullied others,” Midoriya lifted his chin. “I don’t know why you came here. I have no connections to you, and while I will work with Alien Queen and Red Riot, I won’t work with you.”

 “I came here to freaking get it over with,” Bakugou said, his tone becoming angry. “We’d inevitably end up together anyway-”

 “I'm his husband,” the redhead said next to Midoriya. “So I don’t know what you're thinking, but that's not true.”

 Eijiro bowed his head, grabbing Bakugou’s arm. “Apologies for this. I… operated under false intel when I came here.”

 “Me as well,” Mina said. She bowed to them. “I will put in for a consultation. I have been considering my own agency for some time.”

 “Me as well,” Eijiro added. He felt Bakugou stiffen under his hand. He didn't give the blonde time to say anything; he dragged him out.

 One last favour for a man he'd thought of as a friend.

-

 It hadn't been easy in Otheon. Even disregarding the whole being forced to raise his siblings while committing crimes, Rody struggled with how people had acted towards him and Pino. Sentient Quirks were rare. They occurred maybe in 1 in 200 people, and most found them unsettling.

 Otheon, being a country run by anti-Quirk supremacists even if they'd hated the organization, meant Rody had it even worse.

 He hadn't experienced the same shit Izuku did: the scorn, the abuse, the torment.

 Rody had heard the story of how Inko found the note. After Izuku had been denied a place in the hero course because of his lack of Quirk despite making the needed points… he hadn’t seen any other option.

 Inko got there in time, and Rody was so damn thankful. Izuku had been taken to so much therapy, and Inko decided to move. At the same time, Nezu reached out, interested in the analysis Izuku had included in his submission.

 Rody wrapped an arm around Izuku’s waist, letting the man lean into him. It wasn’t easy. It couldn't have been. Izuku was still in so much therapy for how he'd been treated as a child. Inko felt like crap for not noticing and was in therapy too.

 Rody kissed Izuku’s cheek, extracting a sigh. “I’m okay.”

 “No you’re not,” Rody said. “You don't talk about it, but I know you have scars because of that asshole. And hearing he thinks you two would date? Ick,” Rody said. Izuku laughed a little, shaking his head.

 “I'm not surprised he didn't know. He's always been one-track-minded. If it doesn't apply or affect him, he doesn't care.” Izuku looked towards the door where the heroes had left. “I am shocked he thought that what, he could waltz into my life and I'd date him? I haven't seen him in years, but he does this. It feels fake. Like some stupid TV show.”

 “I have no clue what could have gone through his mind to think this would work,” Rody said. He shook his head. “Come on, babe. Let's go home.”

 “That sounds perfect,” Izuku smiled at him, and Rody grinned.

 If he could keep putting that smile on Izuku’s face, life would be perfect.

-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-

Notes:

Happy Holidays!! I hope you all enjoyed this! I ran some polls on Tumblr and this is what came of it!

Some random thoughts on this AU that came from my brain:

-Inko is in a poly relationship with Sir Nighteye and All Might.

-Tamaki has OFA, but Mirio turned it down, so Nighteye isn't canon. Also, it helps that he's been going to therapy as an example for his girlfriend’s son at the time.

-Izuku did help take down AFO and gained a lot of fame because everyone insisted on him taking the credit he was due.

-Bakugou ignored everything that he considered important. All for One barely was a blip on his radar, thanks to things so vastly different. All Might wasn't training 1A; he was busy with the third years. The LOV also fell apart when Izuku correctly figured out how to take Shigaraki down, so he got nabbed during the Kamino Arc, which was again different.

-Bakugou is considered ‘Endeavour lite,’ and most dislike him. His ranking is only due to how Eijiro and Mina hung around. He's going to tank as they leave.

-Izuku still made friends with a chunk of 1A

-Bakugou only considered Izuku an ‘option’ because he is still in the mindset of The perfect hero origin and childhood friends to lovers. He isn’t actually interested.

-Someone on Tumblr mentioned that they felt the nicknames were a lot from Bakugou and I don’t disagree so here it really affects his professional relationships. Badly,

-I imagine after this, Mina and Eijiro leave to start their own agency. They skyrocket hard after public apologies and Kirishima confessing why he stuck around. They do very well for themselves. Bakugou as I said tanks, and never really recovers.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Okay so Lesbian DabiDeku (this is @dark-elf-writes fault)

Lesbian DabiDeku is with UA university. Izumi is a very tired person who is going to school for analysis because her ‘boyfriend’ Bakugou thinks its a good thing for her to do before she ‘stays home with their kids’. Izumi lives analysis but she hates being forced into this. Her entire life she's felt like a puppet for her mother and the Bakugou family as they created this little story of an ‘underdog hero supported by his childhood sweetheart’.

Never mind Bakugou is rich, had a great Quirk and has never been told no. Never mind she has scars all over her from him. Some from his bullying and some to claim her.

Izumi is so tired. She can't pick her own clothes, can’t really make friends because Bakugou is Bakugou. Hell the only people who ignore him to stick around her are Uraraka and Iida who both know something is up but can't really get her to talk.

Her mom wants this. Her mom who has been crying for years over the loss of her husband, who dreams of being family with her best friend, her mom who tugs and pulls and wanted a perfect daughter but got a Quirkless girl.

Izumi is tired.

She ends up going to a bar one night. Just needs to take some time for herself. She’s wearing clothes she picked out herself for once. Soft sweater and a skirt. She has leggings and her hair is up instead of down.

Across the bar is a woman. She’s wearing a leather coat, a tight crop top. She's covered in scars and piercings.

The woman offers her a smoke after waltzing over in her big boots. Izumi, tired and frustrated, takes it. They begin talking.

It ends with Izumi’s leggings yanked down, skirt hiked up and fingers in deep.

She goes back to school with a number on a piece of paper. She does analysis. She smiles without showing she's shattered when Bakugou grabs her and drags her around.

She texts the number and slips off.

Its the start. She's tired.

Dabi brings out her rage through touches, kisses and whispers of ‘don’t you hate it?’

Izumi cuts her hair one day and Bakugou flips out in the middle of the university. He’s yelling and she stared at him and tells him, ‘you can beat the shit out of me later I have class’

And things change.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Okay I am more awake. Which not sober idea should I ramble about first?

Lesbian DabiDeku

Fem!Izuku going on a villain rampage

Solavellan ending up in MHA after Veikguard to raise Izuku

Or the ramble on original shit

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Ready or Not

Summary: Bakugou Katsuki is ready to settle down. He's tracked down Deku, ready to take the Quirkless man as his boyfriend. Never mind they haven't spoken in a decade, Katsuki knows how this ends. Deku with his shitty analysis will be thrilled to be with him.

Wait, what do you mean he's a famous analyst?

-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-

 Bakugou Katsuki, at age 25, was finally ready to settle down. He wasn't as high as he had hoped in the rankings; he only ranked the number 150 hero, to his displeasure, but he made good money. He was handsome and smart. It was time to settle down.

 And if part of the reason for him wishing to settle down was how fucking Shitty Hair and Racoon Eyes jumped a few ranks after they got married, that was Katsuki’s business.

 “Man, you've talked about him before,” Shitty Hair laughed as he followed Katsuki to where Deku worked, “so excited to meet him!”

 “Why haven't we?” Racoon Eyes asked, looking suspicious. Katsuki rolled his eyes to himself. She’d been acting like that since they graduated. Second guessing him and giving him funny looks. Ever since Dunce Face and Elbows declared they refused to work with Katsuki for bullshit reasons.

 Katsuki was not an ‘abusive dick’ and he didn't have anger issues! They were just weaklings who wouldn't make it far in heroics. They were jealous.

 (He ignored the fact that Kaminari was ranked 20 and Sero ranked 25. It didn't matter.)

 “We’re busy,” Katsuki said bluntly. “Me being a hero and Deku with his analysis. At least being married to me will help him.”

 “Oh, is he struggling?” Shitty Hair looked so sad. Katsuki grunted in response.

 He actually didn't have an answer. He hadn't directly talked to Deku in years. Ever since Deku didn't get into UA, as everyone fucking knew would happen, the nerd hadn't been around. Auntie hadn’t either, which was confusing. The Hag didn't know why either; said something about ‘Inko taking things too seriously’ or some shit.

 Katsuki shook his head. It didn't matter. Deku had been around for Katsuki’s hero story since the beginning—a weakling who looked down on Katsuki but realized the truth. A weak spouse would look good compared to Katsuki and show he could protect people.

 “Ph hey, isn't this where Midoriya works?” Racoon Eyes said as she saw the agency they were headed to. Katsuki paused and turned to her, glaring.

 “How do you-”

 “Oh god, are you still not paying attention to any support engineers or others?” Raccoon Eyes gave him a look he scowled at.

 He did not like the reminder of how he'd been placed on a deny list from most of the support industry because he didn't remember half of their names. They were extras! Worthless losers who couldn't hack it as heroes so they just went into something similar, demanding to be treated with ‘respect’ while sneering heroes needed them. Fuckers.

 “Dude, I thought you'd have heard of Midoriya. He was part of the takedown of All for One!” Shitty Hair said.

 That did not… no…

 “WHAT?!”

-0-

 Midoriya Izuku sighed as he pressed the decline button again for Endeavour.

 The man wouldn't take a damn hint. Even after the whole expose on him by Dabi, Shouto, Natsuo, and Fuyumi aired, he refused to see himself as anything but a villain. The video of his fit about not being allowed to be part of the hero rankings after the inquiry into his actions was still viral a decade later.

 “Hey babe,” a familiar voice said, and Izuku looked up with a smile as Rody placed a cup of tea on his desk. The redhead smiled back, lifting his sunglasses to rest on the top of his head before leaning down to kiss his husband. Izuku felt his face flush, Japanese enough to be embarrassed by a public kiss even if it was in his private office.

 “Have fun with Ochako?” Izuku asked.

 “Hell yeah,” Rody said with a laugh. “She’s my fav hero to be a pilot for. I like Tenya, but man… he's so uptight about things.” Rody shook his head. “Ochako likes to joke around; Tenya is pure business on the clock.”

 “He lets loose off it,” Izuku pointed out as he checked that he'd saved his files properly.

 “Still ain't fun to pilot for,” Rody said. “What's the plan for tonight?”

 “Mom wants dinner with us since she's been busy with Dad,” Izuku said. “Dad said he'd like to see us too and promised Papa will be on his best behaviour.”

“Mirai is terrifying, and he still glares at me every time we meet,” Rody shuddered as Pino flew into the office. The Quirk shivered dramatically as she landed on Izuku’s shoulder to nuzzle his cheek. “Oh, here you are now. Done mooching snacks from the secretary huh?” Rody teased the bird.

 “Be nice. This one hasn't hit on me yet,” Izuku said.

 “No shit? Well, it happens, Mr. Big Hero,” Rody laughed. He never took it personally, something Izuku was thankful for.

 Izuku wasn't used to being hit on. Even years after, he'd helped All Might beat All for One. The fame that came from it, being regarded as a hero even if he'd just provided backup and analysis, was still off-putting. The amount of people thinking they could get something from him, that he was the weak link among the group that took down the villain… it made Izuku feel incredibly uncomfortable.

 It caused him to break up with his old boyfriend, Hitoshi when the purple-haired man could not handle it. He never felt Izuku would cheat, but he didn't like watching how others reacted. It was better to break up before the issue just got worse.

 They remained friends, and Hitoshi was dating a fellow hero named Monoma, but the loss of someone he cared for because of stupid fame still stuck with Izuku.

 Izuku sighed, pinching his nose as he tried to forget the thoughts. Pino chirped in a concerned tone.

“Just bad memories,” Izuku said, picking up the tea to sip as Rody nodded.

 “I get it, babe. Also, in addition to your parents wanting us to eat with them, my dad wants to meet up,” Rody said. Izuku nodded, standing up from the desk.

 “How is he doing? I know with the recent reemergence of Humarise, he might be on edge,” Izuku said.

 “He is. Won't talk about it but Lala said he keeps checking their go bags and the security features.” Rody frowned. “Roro isn't talking to me still.”

 “Sorry,” Izuku led his husband out of the office, nodding to his secretary, who waved them off with a smile. “Is it…”

 “How dare you leave us? How dare you stop being our parent? Yeah.” Rody sighed.

 “You do know-”

 “I do,” Rody confirmed, knowing his husband would talk about how Rody raising his siblings had never been his responsibility, nor should he have had to do so. The whole thing was on Humarise.

 It still hurt his little brother was upset Rody decided to live for himself when their dad was freed.

 “Midoriya!” a voice said, startling them both out of their thoughts. A security guard was at the end of the hallway near the stairs. He jogged over to Izuku, who looked at him worried.

 “What's wrong?” Izuku asked.

 “There is a commotion downstairs. That hero? Dynamight? He's here, causing a scene. Red Riot and Alien Queen are attempting to calm him down, and we reached out to Shouto and his team about sending backup,” the guard said.

 Izuku felt cold suddenly. Then, a heat ran through him.

 What the hell?

-

In her years as a hero, short as they were, Mina had slowly grown to realize that Denki and Hanta were right to leave when they did. She initially had been upset, believing Eijiro when he said Bakugou needed real friends. But… well, when the guy kept going on about how no one understood he was the best, and he threw a fit that someone wasn't willing to forgive him, ignoring their name. They would argue against the insulting nicknames and refuse him service when he tried to make them work with him.

 Worse at times, how Bakugou acted around others he deemed lesser had always put her teeth on edge.

 Mina had come to the realization that Bakugou wasn't actually that great of a guy. She was leery of him and worried for Eijiro, who'd attached himself to Bakugou. She loved her husband, but he had willingly blinded himself. She only stuck around in the hopes of helping him.

 Standing in the office lobby of the best analyst in heroics, Mina wished she’d gotten through to Eijiro earlier.

 “Shut up!” she hissed at Bakugou when he opened his mouth, looking pissed the receptionist wasn't letting him up. “It’s already obvious you were lying this entire time-”

 “Babe-” Eijiro tried, but she cut him off with a raised eyebrow and hand.

 “Eijiro, love, how else do you describe us finding out this Deku Bakugou talked about is Midoriya, who we both know and the fact Bakugou didn't know who he was?” Mina asked.

 There was no answer.

 Because there couldn't be one.

 “I wasn't lying! Fucking Deku doesn't tell me shit-” Bakugou began, stopping when he spotted something. Mine turned to see the green-haired analyst they had just been talking about. Beside him was a redheaded man who had his arms crossed. “Deku.” Bakugou snarled.

 “That’s not my name, Bakugou-san,” Midoriya said formally. Mina sucked in through her teeth. She already knew this wasn't quite right, but hearing that dialect? She knew it even more so. “Are you here to make an appointment for analysis? I have a waiting list of three months, and it is after hours.”

 “What the fuck, Deku? How the fuck did I only find out now about you supposedly being a hero?!” Bakugou snapped. “You're looking down on me!”

 “Bakugou-san, my name was everywhere after I helped All Might, Lemillion, Sir Nighteye and Suneater defeat All for One. I was Nezu’s personal student for your entire school career. It is not my fault you do not look beyond your own comfort zone,” Midoriya said, tone still incredibly polite.

 “That's a lie! Auntie would have said something!” Bakugou snapped, and Mina wanted to yell at him to shut up.

 This was Midoriya! He was probably the most influential analyst in the hero community, and she knew people would be talking about this for months. She'd already been fighting with Eijiro about cutting ties with Bakugou before he dragged them down with him, but she was going to have to actually give him an ultimatum.

 She didn't want to; she didn't want to be that person, but it was coming down to it.

 “My mother discovered the extent of how I'd been treated in middle school when I tried to jump off a roof. She discovered my note and ran to the roof of our apartment building to use her Quirk to drag me back,” Midoriya said and shit.

 Mina should not be there for that conversation.

-

 Eijiro wasn't stupid. He was stubborn and naive, he knew. He knew for a long time that he'd been wrong, that Bakugou wasn't like he'd thought.

 He just… felt bad for the guy. No one liked him or wanted him around, so Eijiro stuck with him. Maybe by showing him a different option, by being kind to others, Bakugou would change.

 When Bakugou talked about Deku, Eijiro hoped this was proof of the change. Being with a Quirkless person had to be proof there was good, right? Not that being Quirkless was terrible, but like… you couldn't be an asshole and be with them.

 Standing beside Bakugou and coming to the sickening realization that it wasn't like he thought again made Eijiro want to shrink.

 “What?!” Bakugou looked shocked and panicked. His eyes darted around as if trapped.

 Please don't tell him…

 “Yes. I nearly took your advice,” Midoriya said, but Eijiro couldn't hear anything afterward. His heart beat too fast in his chest as he stepped away, Mina following him.

 “No, no, I… you're lying! You always do this, you worthless fucker!” Bakugou was screaming. His eyes looked wild. ”You- you-”

 “There's no reason to lie to you. You're an old bully of mine whom I've only put thought towards during therapy,” Midoriya said. And suddenly, the nagging feeling about some of the comments Bakuhou said about ‘Deku’ were coming up.

 ‘Useless without me’ and ‘freaking deluded about heroics’ came to mind. And okay, so Eijito probably needed to work on his biases if he hadn't caught that bit as sketchy, but he'd assumed things about Quirkless people. He should have known better.

 “You… you…” Bakugou looked so lost; his anger died when Midoriya said he didn't think about the blonde. It was apparent he didn't know how to handle that. He opened and closed his mouth, shaking it. “Stop lying! You were always obsessed with me, looking down on me-”

 “You're confusing me for yourself. You were the one to target me when I was minding my own business consistently. I only ever stepped in when you bullied others,” Midoriya lifted his chin. “I don’t know why you came here. I have no connections to you, and while I will work with Alien Queen and Red Riot, I won’t work with you.”

 “I came here to freaking get it over with,” Bakugou said, his tone becoming angry. “We’d inevitably end up together anyway-”

 “I'm his husband,” the redhead said next to Midoriya. “So I don’t know what you're thinking, but that's not true.”

 Eijiro bowed his head, grabbing Bakugou’s arm. “Apologies for this. I… operated under false intel when I came here.”

 “Me as well,” Mina said. She bowed to them. “I will put in for a consultation. I have been considering my own agency for some time.”

 “Me as well,” Eijiro added. He felt Bakugou stiffen under his hand. He didn't give the blonde time to say anything; he dragged him out.

 One last favour for a man he'd thought of as a friend.

-

 It hadn't been easy in Otheon. Even disregarding the whole being forced to raise his siblings while committing crimes, Rody struggled with how people had acted towards him and Pino. Sentient Quirks were rare. They occurred maybe in 1 in 200 people, and most found them unsettling.

 Otheon, being a country run by anti-Quirk supremacists even if they'd hated the organization, meant Rody had it even worse.

 He hadn't experienced the same shit Izuku did: the scorn, the abuse, the torment.

 Rody had heard the story of how Inko found the note. After Izuku had been denied a place in the hero course because of his lack of Quirk despite making the needed points… he hadn’t seen any other option.

 Inko got there in time, and Rody was so damn thankful. Izuku had been taken to so much therapy, and Inko decided to move. At the same time, Nezu reached out, interested in the analysis Izuku had included in his submission.

 Rody wrapped an arm around Izuku’s waist, letting the man lean into him. It wasn’t easy. It couldn't have been. Izuku was still in so much therapy for how he'd been treated as a child. Inko felt like crap for not noticing and was in therapy too.

 Rody kissed Izuku’s cheek, extracting a sigh. “I’m okay.”

 “No you’re not,” Rody said. “You don't talk about it, but I know you have scars because of that asshole. And hearing he thinks you two would date? Ick,” Rody said. Izuku laughed a little, shaking his head.

 “I'm not surprised he didn't know. He's always been one-track-minded. If it doesn't apply or affect him, he doesn't care.” Izuku looked towards the door where the heroes had left. “I am shocked he thought that what, he could waltz into my life and I'd date him? I haven't seen him in years, but he does this. It feels fake. Like some stupid TV show.”

 “I have no clue what could have gone through his mind to think this would work,” Rody said. He shook his head. “Come on, babe. Let's go home.”

 “That sounds perfect,” Izuku smiled at him, and Rody grinned.

 If he could keep putting that smile on Izuku’s face, life would be perfect.

-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-

Notes:

Happy Holidays!! I hope you all enjoyed this! I ran some polls on Tumblr and this is what came of it!

Some random thoughts on this AU that came from my brain:

-Inko is in a poly relationship with Sir Nighteye and All Might.

-Tamaki has OFA, but Mirio turned it down, so Nighteye isn't canon. Also, it helps that he's been going to therapy as an example for his girlfriend’s son at the time.

-Izuku did help take down AFO and gained a lot of fame because everyone insisted on him taking the credit he was due.

-Bakugou ignored everything that he considered important. All for One barely was a blip on his radar, thanks to things so vastly different. All Might wasn't training 1A; he was busy with the third years. The LOV also fell apart when Izuku correctly figured out how to take Shigaraki down, so he got nabbed during the Kamino Arc, which was again different.

-Bakugou is considered ‘Endeavour lite,’ and most dislike him. His ranking is only due to how Eijiro and Mina hung around. He's going to tank as they leave.

-Izuku still made friends with a chunk of 1A

-Bakugou only considered Izuku an ‘option’ because he is still in the mindset of The perfect hero origin and childhood friends to lovers. He isn’t actually interested.

-Someone on Tumblr mentioned that they felt the nicknames were a lot from Bakugou and I don’t disagree so here it really affects his professional relationships. Badly,

-I imagine after this, Mina and Eijiro leave to start their own agency. They skyrocket hard after public apologies and Kirishima confessing why he stuck around. They do very well for themselves. Bakugou as I said tanks, and never really recovers.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Tonight was the holiday party and I am like 6-7 drinks in heading home and my mind is trash from @dark-elf-writes stuff. Expect many not sober thoughts tomorrow

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Wait more for that shigasabideku au because it’s eating me alive with surprise visit from All Might himself set right after the class finding out about Izumi and Bakugou

It’s not a surprise to find her sitting on the roof of one of the many buildings in Training Ground Beta with her bare feet dangling over the edge. It was, in fact, the first place Toshinori had looked when Aizawa had come to him about a missing student after a fight in his homeroom.

Her shoes and socks sit next to her, stained and slowly drying in the sun, and she kicks her feet mindlessly as she stares up into the sky. Her jacket and tie had been abandoned not far from her shoes and her sleeves were rolled up to the elbows. Gilded in the light of the sun as she is, it’s impossible to miss the imperfections. The scars carved into her skin from One for All. The burns he had always mentally skipped over as belonging to a clumsy quirkless child. The bruises that looked all too familiar pretend they were anything other than hickeys.

She is the kind of tragic image that artists would base masterpieces off of.

She is just a girl that he failed to save.

“I thought they would send Mr. Aizawa to tell me I’ve been expelled.”

Izumi doesn’t look at him when she talks, head still tipped back to follow traces of clouds in the sky or just basking in the warmth of the sun he isn’t sure.

“You’re not expelled.” He wants to say more. Wants to drop to his knees and beg for her forgiveness. Wants to assure her she’s safe. Wants to demand to know who left that dark bruise on her throat.

He doesn’t have the right, and he knows it.

He didn’t have the right when he left her on a roof a year ago and he doesn’t have the right now finding her on this one.

He goes off his own shoes and sits next to her instead. The two of them sit in silence as they let their legs kick in the breeze.

She sighs eventually and falls onto her back, tossing a scarred arm over her face. “Stop looking at me like that. Nothing’s changed.”

Everything had changed.

No that’s not fair. It had all happened before he had even met her. Izumi had always carried that scar, so often visible under her work out shorts while they had trained. Had carried it before he ever saved her from drowning on dry land.

It aches that he couldn’t save her from that too.

“You didn’t tell me,” it’s not a question. Not even a condemnation. It’s just… there. A heavy weight dropped off the side of the building. A truth he would never be able to forget.

She huffs a laugh without humor. “No one believed me before.” She lifted the arm to finally look at him, squinting against the sun as she tried to meet his eyes. “And you never asked.”

He hadn’t. He should have. God he should have.

Why didn’t he ask?

(She was quirkless. Scars were to be expected. He still carried enough of his own faded and nearly invisible form age to know.)

“Are you safe?” He asks instead.

Her laugh does hold humor this time. So much of it that she ends up half curled on her side and clutching her stomach as tears flow down her face. It’s not that funny they both know. Just like they know the tears aren’t just from the laughter. When she answers it’s breathless and broken with giggles, “Are either of us ever safe?”

He doesn’t have an answer for her. He just hopes he can be there to catch her if she falls.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

More @musicfeedsmysoul12 tags and more of Thoughts™️ that are eating my brain

Izumi makes it to class with barely a minute to spare with her second coffee (after she had chugged another two energy drinks just outside the store just to keep her eyes open) in hand. She knows Shiggy and Dabi do this on purpose. Knows that they love the idea of her going to her “perfect little hero school” still covered in their marks and barely able to keep her eyes open after they did their best to keep her up all night.

She blames that exhaustion for why she doesn’t hear the footsteps before a hand grabs her collar, yanking her so hard she fumbles her grip on the cup.

The scent of burnt caramel fills her nose. Spilled coffee seeps into her shoes. Shouting fills the room as her head is wrenched to the side to show her neck.

(There’s a hazy memory of heat and teeth. Of her clinging to blue gray hair and pleading for more, harder. Of being sure the skin had broken and the thrill that had shoved her over the edge into yet another orgasm at the thought.)

The skin hadn’t actually broken, but the mark had been dark and bold when she had slipped out of the bar in the early dawn hours in a stolen hoodie that smelled like cigarettes after her shirt had met an “unfortunate” end to Shigaraki’s frustration after losing some online match or another. Izumi had reluctantly put some concealer over the mark as she hurried to change and get as much caffeine into her system before school.

Makeup had never been her strength and today was no different it seemed.

Shouts and the scrape of chairs rang through the room from their stunned classmates as they scrambled for them, but everything seemed to move in slow motion as Bakugou snarled in her ear.

“What the fuck is that?”

Part of her, some small and shattered par that was still Deku wanted to scream. Wanted to crumble and beg for forgiveness. Wanted to lie and pretend and evade until the threat passed.

The larger part of her, the new part she had discovered full of ashes and smoke and lightning, demanded she fight back.

And for once, she listened.

It was easy to shove Bakugou back. Too easy she would realize later. The perfect amount of One for All needed to move him without hurting him. Unconscious control without breaking herself or someone else for the first time.

“Don’t fucking touch me!” The room froze at her shout. Or maybe they had frozen at the snap of lightning around her. It didn’t matter. She couldn’t anything other than the rage in Bakugou’s red eyes.

“You’re fucking cheating on me!”

Izumi couldn’t help it. She knew it wouldn’t help, would only make the situation far worse, but she couldn’t have stopped it even if she could find some part of her that wanted to.

She laughed in Bakugou Katsuki’s face.

“Cheating?! We were never together!“

The room exploded with sound. Shouting from their classmates, the revving of engines as sweet Tenya prepared to break up the brewing fight, what might of been the shattering of glass, but all Izuku could hear were the explosions coming from Bakugou himself.

Her thigh ached so badly she thought it wouldn’t hold her weight.

It didn’t stop her from lunging to meet Bakugou’s attack with bared teeth.

All at once familiar strips of cloth wrapped around both of them and the cacophony of lightning and explosions died. Izumi threw herself against it. She wanted to fight. She wanted to shove his stupid fucking face into the tile of the classroom. She wanted to prove he couldn’t burn her and think that made her his.

“What?” Mr. Aizawa’s voice was deadly calm in the silent room. Everyone had gone quiet after Mr Aizawa had come in. Even Bakugou had gone quiet, a strip of capture weapon over his mouth and burning red eyes full of fury and alarm looking back at her.

Everyone had gone quiet except, it seemed, Izumi herself.

She had never been able to stop herself from talking. From screaming this time of the ache in her throat was anything to go by.

Everyone’s eyes were on her wide with shock and horror. Not on her face, but on her leg where the edge of the burn was just barely visible under the hem of her skirt.

Shit.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Blaming @musicfeedsmysoul12’s tags for infecting me with thoughts but here we are

Under a read more because kinda long and for implied nsfw

Izumi is floating somewhere between bliss and guilt when the feeling of teeth nipping at sensitive skin brings her back. Slowly. Like she’s swimming through honey.

(Through sludge)

She really should have just stuck with the drink Dabi had slid to her when she walked into the bar somewhere in the dark hours that might have been night or morning. But seeing Shiggy’s gloved fingers roll the blunt, skilled and dexterous even when partially covered, and Dabi lighting it with a flame from her own fingers before chasing the smoke from Shiggy’s chapped lips had clouded her judgement to say the least.

Dabi’s head is still between her thighs, resting and occasionally leaving marks while they caught their breath and Shigaraki is half dozing beside them, gloved fingers resting possessively over Izumi’s stomach.

Izumi’s eyes are drawn to the slightly reddened skin so close to the scar on her thigh. Never on it. An unspoken understanding between the three of them that held too much that Izumi didn’t want to look at.

A starburst scar of burnt skin. Roughly the size of a hand.

It wasn’t the only one on her body, her back and arms carried so many of the marks that she had all but blocked most of them out, but that one. That mark.

(“You’re mine, Deku. Don’t fucking forget that.”)

She really should have passed on the weed.

“We can kill him.” Dabi says jt so easily. Like it’s nothing more than offering her a drink. Maybe to people like her and Shigaraki it isn’t any different. Maybe coming murder is no more of an inconvenience than hunting down clothes to go get her a glass of water when she’s still sore and lazy and riding the afterglow.

The thought scares her.

(The thought thrills her.)

“Hurting me isn’t worth a death sentence.”

The hand on her stomach flexes, a sign that Shiggy ain’t as asleep as she had thought as much as it is a sign of her growing anger. She stays quiet though, even as she presses closer to Izumi’s side and runs that hand up her stomach, between her breasts to finally rest on her throat.

So fucking possessive.

“He’s just like the rest of the heroes abusing their power,” Dabi’s voice is low and dark and full of something Izumi can’t place. “He needs to learn that there’s things bigger and badder than him waiting.”

Izumi drops a hand to Dabi’s hair, tangling in the black locks and tugging gently. “I don’t want him dead. I want him to know I won.”

The words taste like the truth.

(The words taste like a lie.)

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Okay I 10000% hard agree with femslash Shigadabi. But I also raise you: lesbian shigadabideku? I feel this would add another level of fucked up sexual awakening.

Kissing you on the mouth

Imagine the corruption. Imagine sweet Izumi full of hopes and dreams of being a hero coughing after shotgunning a smoke from Dabi’s smirking lips. Imagine her hissing at Shigaraki that they will never be the same right before her back hits the wall and she feels chapped lips on hers and a tongue chasing the venom of her words back into her mouth. Imagine Izumi swearing every time she comes home covered in hickeys and smelling of smoke that she’s done. It’s over. There’s no way she’s going back. Imagine her in an all too familiar bar the very next night telling a laughing Dabi to shut up as she climbs into her lap and slams their lips together so hard she tastes blood as well as smoke.

Imagine.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Okay I 10000% hard agree with femslash Shigadabi. But I also raise you: lesbian shigadabideku? I feel this would add another level of fucked up sexual awakening.

Kissing you on the mouth

Imagine the corruption. Imagine sweet Izumi full of hopes and dreams of being a hero coughing after shotgunning a smoke from Dabi’s smirking lips. Imagine her hissing at Shigaraki that they will never be the same right before her back hits the wall and she feels chapped lips on hers and a tongue chasing the venom of her words back into her mouth. Imagine Izumi swearing every time she comes home covered in hickeys and smelling of smoke that she’s done. It’s over. There’s no way she’s going back. Imagine her in an all too familiar bar the very next night telling a laughing Dabi to shut up as she climbs into her lap and slams their lips together so hard she tastes blood as well as smoke.

Imagine.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Reify

Summary: Izuku's been hiding a secret for years. Ever since he touched a bug and it came back. Ever since he woke up in a hospital with his mother crying.

Standing above the body of All Might, he has to make a choice. He does.

He won't let himself regret it.

-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-

Izuku couldn't move. His feet felt like they'd grown roots into the ground, anchoring him to the spot. He stood there, shaking, as he stared at the choking form of All Might. The man was on the ground, a hand clutching at the rebar that had been shoved through him.

 “What a pity,” the villain, All for One, said with a sigh. “I’d hoped for more of a challenge.”

 The laughter from the other villains rang in Izuku’s ears as he stumbled to the number one hero.

 All Might’s breath was coming slower. His eyes were glazing over. He was dying.

 Dying because of Izuku.

 Ever since Izuku got into the hero course, using nothing but a sign he’d pried loose during the entrance exam, All Might had supported him. Sure, the man admitted he thought Izuku would end up failing in the beginning but Izuku hadn’t. All Might had supported him chasing his dreams when few others did. He’d gone on public record saying he supported the Quirkless hero student, and it caused half the people against Izuku to support him.

 It hurt when All Might said he had thought Izuku would wash out, but then the man said he’d hoped the teen wouldn't. Izuku was introduced to a secret from the hero about his Quirk and why the man felt so vindicated that Izuku was clawing his way into heroics.

 It made Izuku feel so guilty, knowing he was lying.

 But he’d hidden it for so long…

 Staring at the dying hero, Izuku knew. He knew that he couldn't keep it a secret anymore. Not now.

 Izuku stayed next to All Might, the man grimacing as he removed the pole through him. Izuku didn't know why.

 No, he did. It's better to bleed out fast than not.

 Izuku reached out to hold the man’s hand as he died, and the hero's gloves felt slimy as he grasped them. Izuku barely heard the laughter of the villains behind him or the whirl of the media drones hovering over them. Instead, Izuku removed the jacket he'd been wearing, moving to cover the wound in All Might’s chest. As he did, he also brushed the man’s neck.

 Light came back to his eyes, and pure luck let Izuku block his harsh breath as the wound knitted itself back together in a second.

 “Don’t move,” Izuku said under his breath. “Don’t touch my skin either. I'm sorry for lying.”

The internal timer Izuku had for his Quirk was ticking—five minutes. He had to stall and then have All Might move.

 It was enough.

 Izuku stood up and turned to the villains. He stared at these people who decided to attack children and threw around phrases like ‘hero society is a failure’ or ‘you could be something better’ or ‘they don’t understand you, do they?’ These people saw the darkness of society and decided to make it worse by harming others.

 These people didn’t care that they hurt people as long as they got what they wanted.

 “I’ve been lying for a long time,” Izuku stated conversationally. He began walking towards the villains, his hands going to drag out the weapons they hadn't bothered taking off him. The mocking looks the villains had to see him pull out the Escrima sticks made Izuku want to laugh. Going on about being better than hero society, only for them to not see him as a threat.

 “Oh?” Shigaraki looked curious. “So you do hate hero society?” Izuku rolled his eyes, wondering how the villain kept going on about it. Yeah, it wasn't a lie—Izuku sure as hell didn’t like the current hero society, but as he’d told Stain, most people were aware of the problems; it was just hard to make a move.

 “When I was five, I found a dead cat. It was beaten by a group of teenagers for a laugh. My mom scared them away, and I touched the cat. All its wounds healed, and it sat up. Then I touched it again, the wounds came back, and it died,” Izuku said. His hands felt clammy. He’d never spoken about this before. He never dared voice the words hidden in his mind.

 Only his mother knew.

 “An illusion, Quirk,” All for One said. Izuku chuckled as he kept walking.

 “Oh, my mom thought so. It’s happened, someone casting an illusion like that. But I was sure I brought the cat back. I begged to try with bugs, and we did.” Izuku swallowed. “I brought back all the bugs, and they died when I touched them a second time. We also learned of the timer. Five minutes from my touch.”

 All for One hummed, sounding interested. The villains on the ground looked bored and less interested, though. The redheaded woman rolled her eyes, disbelieving. The young blonde girl seemed to enjoy the show, bouncing on her toes with a vicious smile.

 “We thought they'd die again. It costs energy for me to bring things back, and as a kid, using it too often made me tired, so Mom insisted I make sure to touch them again. But then, one day, I decided I wanted to see what would happen. She let me.” Izuku took a shuddering breath. “Another bug died after the five minutes was over. But the bug I brought back lived. Until I touched it against, but the other bug stayed dead.”

 Izuku kept walking. He could tell All for One didn't know what he was leading to. The villains looked bored and unbelieving, except for one with burn scars held on with staples. His eyes were wide, and he looked at All Might, who luckily seemed to be keeping still.

 “We tested it a bit. I can, in fact, control who is affected as long as they're in my eyesight.” Izuku swallowed. “We didn't tell anyone. Mom was terrified of it, and I at first didn't understand until I saw a news report about a girl being kidnapped for her Quirk. I understood then. So I kept quiet.”

 “Oh yeah, sure,” snorted the lizard guy, Spinner Izuku thought his name was. “You were scared people could find out you can raise dead animals.”

 “It takes energy. A lot of energy. When my mom died, my father’s doing. He tried to burn our apartment down, and Mom breathed in too much smoke; when she died, I touched her hand. Passed out and woke up two hours later in the hospital.” Izuku took a shuddering breath. “Mom was alive, but a woman her age had died from smoke inhalation despite not being near the fire. A freak accident or maybe something else, they said. We knew.” Izuku stopped walking. He smiled. “It's been three and a half minutes,” he flipped the sticks in his hands. “Wanna take some potshots, All Might?” Izuku knelt, jabbing the weapons into the ground as the hero stood up. The jacket fell away to reveal a ruined hero suit but a healed chest just as the hero launched a low-level punch, causing air to rush at the villains.

 Izuku barely held onto the Escrima sticks, clutching them tightly.

 “Young Midoriya-“ All Might began, but the crackle of ice caused Izuku to spot Todoroki, creating a smooth ice bridge that ran right past Izuku. The sound of engines echoed as Iida ran across it, Uraraka holding onto him as she offered a hand to Izuku. He grabbed it as Shigaraki screamed,

 “Get the brat!”

 “I have to stay in eyesight of the villain!” Izuku shouted to his friends as he was dragged along by Iida, weightless thanks to Uraraka. She looked at him with pained eyes.

 She knew. She knew what he was doing.

 “Okay!” she called back. Iida swallowed but nodded. Both knew what this meant.

 Izuku was killing someone. He was choosing to do so.

 Neither could articulate how they felt, but they knew it was a possibility. After the USJ, a special class discussed how sometimes heroes were put into a compromising situation and how sometimes they would have two choices: life or death.

 Izuku wasn't sure if this counted. He thought so, given that it was All for One, the boogeyman of stories. But he didn't know if they would let it slide.

 “It is alright, Tomura,” All for One laughed darkly. “I doubt such a mere boy can kill me. Leave, and let me handle this,” he ordered.

 Izuku didn't know if the guy was just arrogant or if he had a trick up his sleeve. As his friends spirited him away, Mt Lady knelt to offer her hand, letting the teens grab on so she could lift them to put on a roof. Her face was grim as she looked at Izuku.

 She knew, too.

 Every hero on the battlefield knew. Izuku could feel it. He saw how Best Jeanist’s face pulled hard into itself, his eyebrows pinching together. How Gran Torino hit harder.

 They all knew what Izuku was about to do.

 Izuku stood on the roof watching as the fight went on, his timer counting down. Any… one, two-

 All for One dropped to his knees. His hand went to his chest.

 “What?!” the man choked. “No! My- NO-” he fell over, and Izuku closed his eyes.

 He’d just killed someone.

 He didn't fully regret it.

-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-

Notes on this AU:

-Izuku is touch starved. Since Inko can't touch his skin without dying, they don't often hug or anything. They have to take a lot of precautions.

-Inko has a lot of guilt over the death of the woman. She doesn't talk about it but she sometimes wonders what if she'd touched Izuku while he was unconscious to save the other woman’s life. She feels terrible about it.

-All Might supported Izuku partly because it was the right thing, partly because Izuku proved himself and partly out of spite. ‘Remember when you assholes said a Quirkless person can’t be a hero? Here he is.’

-Aizawa did not fully support Izuku at first. He was actually going to expel him to ‘show the world is against him before letting him back in,’ but Nezu hacked the machine to give correct points, proving Izuku was 11th out of the whole class. Nezu also sent a message stating, ‘Quirkism is not welcome, as you know.’ This threw Aizawa off his game, and when he confronted Nezu, the principal ripped apart any argument by rephrasing it as Aizawa’s old naysayers did. Drove it home for Aizawa. He is now in therapy and a much better teacher.

-Bakugou is currently suspended. Aizawa, with therapy, isn't as expulsion-happy. (I also refuse to believe that he leaves the black marks on their records because, oh god, wtf is that dude.) Also, Bakugou has been toeing the line until his final exam, when, like canon, he smacks Izuku, which is an instant fail for the blonde. He tries to attack Izuku and is now suspended. They're debating about full expulsion, but it's a mess.

-Of 1A, only Hagakure was firmly against Izuku. Aizawa did move the lowest-scoring member to Gen Ed for a week, and it was her. She was pissed off. She has always struggled with being invisible and comforted herself with the idea that at least she was useful, unlike Quirkless people. Ultimately, they had to swap her for a 1B member because she kept harassing Izuku. She is in therapy and on a tight leash.

-IDK who swapped with her. Monoma maybe.

-The only reason Bakugou and Hagakure weren't expelled is that it's actually more challenging to get expelled from the Hero course than you think. Aizawa may scare them, but with how much UA relies on its reputation, the board is super leery of expelling anyone. That being said, Bakugou, with his history of physical assault, is closer than Hagakure, who was verbal. Plus, she is actually doing alright in therapy compared to Bakugou.

-Izuku is best friends with Uraraka and Iida.

-Bakugou wasn't at the USJ. He had been temporarily suspended for a few days after the Battle Trials and would have gone with 1B instead, but the attack happened. Due to this, Kirishima never latched onto him. Instead, Kirishima is best friends with Tododoki and helps Izuku get him to use his fire.

-Bakugou’s Quirk and aggression are why he’s still in 1A, and no one wanted to remove Izuku from his support.

-Uraraka won the sports festival -AFO was arrogant enough to think his healing and durability Quirks would keep him alive. However, Izuku’s Quirk doesn't swap the wounds. What it does is trade lives. All Might died, and there must be another death to balance it. So, AFO didn't stand a chance.